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redsaurrce · 2 years
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BTS MAFIA REACTIONS TO YOU LEAVING THEM
(Yandere hyung edition)
Warnings: YANDERE CONTENT, SLIGHT SMUT, MENTIONS OF MAKING OUT, GUN, WEAPON, INJURY, BETRAYAL, HUMILIATION, KISSING, PROFANITY, UNHEALTHY OBSESSION.
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Enjoy ♡
𝕵𝖎𝖓 ❗
• He was away on an emergency mission.
• He initially had taken you hostage because you were the enemy mafia leader's daughter.
• He would normally kill his hostages if the demands were not fulfilled.
• That would've been your fate as well.
• But he saw a hint of madness in your eyes while your hands were tied at your back in the chair.
• He was amused with the show you were putting on.
• When he lowered his head to look at you at eye-to-eye level, you spat on him out of spite.
• He chuckled while wiping the spit off his face with a handkerchief.
• He grabbed your hair and made you look up.
• While he scanned your face in rage, you looked at him fiercely.
• He smirked and released your hair.
• For a moment he felt enchanted by you, something strange stirred inside him.
• "Give her nice clothes and send her to my room tonight before I come back." He ordered his men.
• Right now it was dark and you were running away in your bare feet when you got the chance to secretly escape.
• When you took a turn inside the jungle, your eyes went wide at the people standing in front of you with Jin in the center with his arms folded.
• "Dear oh dear! You really ran fast like a deer." He said mockingly with a cocked eyebrow.
• You gulped and turned to another side but there were already men present.
• You were totally surrounded.
• But you were not willing to give up just yet until-
• "Please go to him my daughter!" You heard your father's crying voice.
• You turned back to look at Jin where your father was dragged out by his men from his behind.
• Your eyes stung with tears, you hoped so eagerly to see your father, to see him come to your rescue.
• You even went lengths to escape just to unite with him.
• But now your father told you to stay with them! Your father, among everyone else??
• Your felt a lump in your throat and suddenly you remembered the words Jin had whispered in your ears, "No one cares for you baby, not even your father. The only person who'd care for you is me darling."
𝖄𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖎 ❗
• You were working under the black X mafia gang as their armorer.
• Recently Yoongi has been keeping you close to him than other weapon handlers- way too close actually.
• So close that when your gang would return after completing the tasks, he would reward you by being intimate with you.
• Did you like it? Yeah he was good at it but still, you didn’t like him touching you that way or him being possessive.
• Because he was damn possessive, he wouldn't even allow you to leave his room without his consent.
• You were a smart person so you knew that asking for your resignation from him wouldn't end good judging by his obsession with you.
• No! You've had enough of his shenanigans.
• You needed to escape.
• And so you packed your bag with enough weapons and jumped from the wall behind the building.
• Shit! The men noticed you. You ran with all your might but fucking hell they were really fast.
• You thought of using the gun you had in your pocket.
• But just then they started to fire giving you no time to turn and shoot.
• Fuck! A bullet pierced through your left leg making you scream.
• You started limp-running in pain.
• Suddenly you heard a gun shot, it definitely killed a person but neither were you the receiver nor were you the shooter. The firing had stopped.
• A voice boom throughout the open area, "FUCKING DROP YOUR GUNS ASSHOLES!"
• You knew that voice very well. It was him.
• You tried to increase your pace as you felt someone was getting closer to you.
• A hand grabbed your arm and you flinched in fright.
• "Baby were you really running away? Tell me you weren't, right?" He said in worried a tone and hugged you.
• In his hug he felt something cold touch his chest.
• It was a gun.
• You had a gun placed on his chest.
He broke the hug and looked at the gun then at you.
• "Yoongi let me go or I will shoot you." You said as your eyes reddened.
• He chuckled as he tilted his head. "My little bird has grown up so much." He kissed you on the forehead and you thrusted the gun deeper in his chest.
• He said, "No need to put up a bold front baby, I know you love me too otherwise I would've been dead by now with the gun in your hand."
• You wanted to scoff in his face.
• But before you could press the trigger, he carotid slapped in your neck making you lose your conscience in an instant.
• You fell in his arms and he carried you up like a bride.
• He whispered, "Too bad I can't punish you tonight because of your leg baby, that bastard died for good."
𝕳𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖔𝖐❗
• At first you and him only shared the relationship of a sugar daddy and a sugar baby.
• It was good, he was getting relieved from stress by your acquaintance while you were getting relived by paying your bills from his money.
• This went for quite a time until you saw his true identity as a mafia.
• Ever since you saw him shoot guns and saw his men getting shot by others outside the hotel you both would make out in, that scene had traumatized you.
• Were you associating yourself with a criminal? No no no that can't happen.
• You were just a college student trying to survive every day somehow.
• You never imagined you would be making out with someone who kills people.
• What if he kills you too someday if he was done using you?
• You shook your head at the thought.. no, you needed to cut ties with him asap.
• And so you did, you changed your number and even moved to another place. Moving would have taken a toll on you but thanks to Hoseok's money, you didn't find moving a pain in the ass this time.
• You remember telling him about your address and nothing else because when he asked more about you, you had refused saying he should share his information as well.
• It was a give and take of information. But he never gave by saying, "I'll tell you when the time comes, I will even take you there someday."
• You were thankful to your past self for not egging him more for knowing much about him because you would have needed to change your university too if he knew.
• But to your horror when you exited your university to go to your car parked in the underground parking lot, he was standing in front of your car, the car you had bought from his money.
• Your face grew pale.
• He tsked, "Baby I gave a better car as your birthday gift, why are you driving this?" He looked at the car with a sour expression.
• Yeah the car he had gifted you was much more expensive and flashy but you couldn't be stupid enough to drive it around.
• What if he had installed GPS in that? You could have been easily tracked down.
• You clutched the straps of your bag tightly. "I have nothing to do with you. Please leave." You said with all of your will power.
• He chuckled, "I didn't come here to leave babygirl, though we are leaving together. Remember the day I had told you that when time comes I'll take you to my place? Today's the right day for it. Boys!" He grinned as he gestured something with his fingers while he put on a mask.
• And before you could run away, a smoke gas erupted and surrounded you, making you drop to ground unconscious in an instant.
𝕹𝖆𝖒𝖏𝖔𝖔𝖓❗
• You were the top spy in your gang which earned you nice facilities like no one else had.
• Better pay, better stay, better everything. Even better sex, with your gang's leader on top of that.
• You would too engage yourself with Namjoon the best way you could.
• Ugh! He loved you so much, he would do anything for you.
• Whenever you both used to look in each other's eyes during close proximity in the bed, you could see affection overflowing in his eyes while you don't know what sees in yours.
• Because you had no love for him. The only thing you felt was guilt.
• Just like you were feeling it right now as you were leaving from the back of his room by sliding down a rope.
• You were leaving to sell your gang's inside information to your rival gang.
• Actually you have done this several times before but today you were leaving for good.
• When you climbed down successfully and turned to head out, you saw Namjoon standing there casually as if he was waiting for you to show up.
• You started breathing faster out of nervousness as he approached you.
• You blinked and looked at your left to run.
• But Namjoon quickly came and blocked your way with his arms as he trapped you between the wall behind and him at your front.
• "Y/N I can't believe you were going to betray after all that I've done for you." He said with a pathetic expression.
• You gulped, how did he get to know this? You made sure to never let him get the slightest bit of hint.
• Then he leaned closer and spoke, "Y/N, you know right what we do with the bad guys?" He said turning towards your ear and his mint breath tickled the skin of your neck.
• Your lips quivered, "w-we beat the-them to death." With every word you spoke, you felt like your soul was about to abandon your body.
• He smirked and then removed his face and looked at you, his lips mere centimeters away from yours.
• "And what do we do with the traitors?" He asked you, emphasizing on each and every word.
• With his face so close and his aura so threatening, you felt like you were going to black out any second. "We-we maul them t-to death." You spoke with much difficulty.
• He hummed in agreement and then attached his lips with your lips, within the next moment he was devouring your mouth like an animal as if he was hungry for your kiss since ages.
• He grabbed your ass and pulled you up the wall and started lapping at your cunt.
• He said, "But baby you are special to me, I will spare you this time if you obey your master and promise you will never leave again."
• "I-i promise." You bit your tongue to not let out a loud scream as he bit your pussy.
• He smirked, "Good girl."
• Oh well, he knew you were betraying him all the way long, so he kept feeding you with information which was actually not true. He would share you his false plans while he slept next to you, knowing that you were going to tell all of that bullshit to the rival gang.
• When you were busy having pleasure with him, he was busy inserting micro audio devices in your intimate parts, so whenever you had the conversation with the rivals, he could crystal clearly hear you and their plans.
• Thus technically the one you were betraying was not him but them. But today he couldn't let you go since you would be leaving him forever. He would never let that happen.
• Never.
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Yeah big mouth watchers ik u have caught on the dialogue in namjoon's part haha!
Tysm for reading ♡
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edenesth · 13 days
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TWTHH Spinoff: Written in the Stars [Teaser]
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Pairing: military strategist!Mingi x royal physician!reader
AU: historical au (Joseon era)
Summary: Mingi had spent countless years searching for the angel who saved his life when he was on the verge of death. He believed god was on his side when she finally reappeared before him, but she was now so near yet so far, so unobtainable. No longer just a young medical trainee, she had become an esteemed royal physician—a woman working within the palace walls. And what did that mean? It meant she now belonged to His Majesty.
A/N: Credits to @sundaybossanova for contributing the main idea of Mingi's spinoff. I might have changed most of the proposed plot, but the MC's identity as a physician and how the two first meet remains Sunny's idea.
Main Story | Spinoff Masterlist | Part 1
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"Ooh, guess who's here again," your colleague remarked, nodding toward the entrance of the royal medical hall where a certain tall, handsome military strategist strode in for what felt like the thousandth time this week. You sighed, refusing to look up from your book. "Please tell me it's not him."
She gulped, watching him approach. "Hate to break it to you, but it is your not-so-secret admirer, General Officer Song."
"Good afternoon, ladies. I, uh… I'm here today because—" his familiar deep voice rang out as he paused at a respectful distance.
Clearing your throat, you finally closed your book and turned to face him with a courteous smile, finishing his sentence for him, "Good afternoon to you too, Officer Song. Let me guess, you're here because you got hurt during training again?"
Instead of the usual sheepish nod, he shook his head and nervously fiddled with his fingers. "No, actually… I came to ask if… i-if you would like to accompany me to the royal banquet celebrating Joseon's unity with Ruhon tonight, Royal Physician Ahn?"
You froze at his question, and your colleague mirrored your reaction. The two of you exchanged bewildered glances, trying to process the fact that this fool was openly pursuing you, a woman working in the palace, someone who belonged to the King.
Does he realise what he's doing?
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You're probably wondering why I'm posting this on a Wednesday (depending on where you are) but it's a public holiday here today in Malaysia, so surprise!! It's finally Princess Mingi's turn! The way y'all thought his spinoff would be the first and here he is HAHA
In case you're confused and are not sure what I mean by MC belonging to the King, please read ✨this✨
As always, I'll do my best to get the first part out as soon as I can! Let me know your thoughts on the concept! <3
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(in which both Ladybug and Tangerine… propose?)
Of Fruits and Insects (3/?)
featuring: Tangerine, Ladybug, and a very drunk Lemon
wordcount: 552
my other BT fics!
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Months pass and both twins forget their deal; Tangerine opting to pretend it never happened in the first place and Lemon quietly confident that with both his brother and Ladybug's luck combined, their paths would end up crossing again.
When they find themselves in Heidelberg drinking to the success of their latest mission, Tangerine's first back since recovering, it's a thought far from their minds.
Until Tangerine returns from the restroom to find Lemon hanging off of Black-Framed Glasses himself, practically roaring in his face.
"— AND HE'S BEING A VERY USELESS TRAIN ABOUT IT ALL."
"Yeah?"
"Fuckin'— Yes, don't interrupt me, and you need to—"
Tangerine steps in, swiftly dragging Lemon off to instead toss him over to the couch they'd been sharing before he left. Talk about useless trains, he's a fucking embarrassing train!
"Sorry about the lightweight, mate…"
"Don't even think about it."
There's a moment of silence, Ladybug staring intently while Tangerine attempts to find literallt anything of interest to look at. Peeling pub wallpaper, wood floorboard sticky with old spilled alcohol, his brother… already asleep.
"Did you give him—"
"Just a pinch of it, thought he needed the rest. He been taking good care of you?" Ladybug asks, gesturing towards the bar. "Didn't think you'd still be able to talk, I'm impressed."
Tangerine shouldn't feel so proud of that, but he holds his head a little higher on the way to a stool.
"It'll take more than one bullet to shut me up for goos. And yeah, he's been a star."
He makes himself comfortable, and Ladybug sets down his card. Must be paying out of guilt, Tangerine decides. It's the only thing that makes sense.
"What are you doing here anyway? Another job?" "Nah, taking a break. Considering dropping it all together, honestly, packing in."
Tangerine bristles. "That's dumb as fuck."
Both he and Ladybug some equally surprised by that kneejerk reaction while their drinks are served.
"I mean," Tangerine restarts, taking a sip to stall. What does he mean? "Think you're just in the wrong… department. Snatch n' grabs are fine, but you'd make the big bucks in assassination, the way things happen around you."
Ladybug doesn't seem entirely convinced, tracing the rim of his glass and seemingly unaware of his companion watching like a hawk.
"I don't want that crap to happen, y'know? But when life gives you tangerines—" "Lemons," the Brit corrects, "You're shit at phrases, mate."
Ladybug shifts, clearing his throat. "Right. Anyway, it is almost a waste for all that to happen over objects. Kind of like… How Jesus died for our sins, so might as well go all out or he died for nothing?"
Tangerine chuckles, properly chuckles, as he glances away in an attempt to hide a smile. "Not religious, but I don't think that's meant to be the take away."
"Mm, fair."
They fall into an easy quiet as they continue to drink, both deep in thought, and both happening to decide to pipe up at the same time.
"Don't suppose you have an extra spot?" "Could always take you under our wing?"
Seems that's decided, they're on the same page about one thing at least. Tangerine raises his glasses, and Ladybug clinks his own against it.
"You're breaking the news to my handler, though." "Slimy bastard, Ladybug."
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dojae-huh · 2 years
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I don't watch the show coz I've seen actors and hosts being very rude to idols. Leetuck is one of the best hosts but he still is looked down upon coz he's an idol, so I'm not shocked the actors didn't give doyoung any attention.
Most idols are considered untalented mass produced singers, when most idols have more talents than at least Korean actors.
I felt it was weird that they kept using the girlfriend agenda last episode and then said the impressing men casual comment. Thanks for clearing that up for me, I also think donghyun the Athlete is more softer to doyoung the idol coz he's been working with idols more and understands how hard they work to reach the height some of them do. I remember joy being in a show and the cast all being rude to her BTS, she kept up the work and ultimately they all respected her.
To my surprise I like MITH. It has good editing and the hosts have freedom to really joke hard about guests. Doyoung often just sits on the side and gives reactions, but the show shows him from new sides, how he deals in unfamiliar situations.
The short guy, the comedian, used any opportunity to act very informal and overstep with LJJ (Squid game actor). I'm curious to know if they knew each other prior to the show or not, LJJ practically noticed only him. (JSW worked with the comedian long time ago, both actors knew Seunggi as a fellow actor, his works).
Heh, there was a moment when the guy from Sechkies made Do eat half of the lemon he was supposed to eat himself as a punishment for loosing a game and making him do the penalty (it was a typical joke for MITH, a show of the butlers being a team and suffering/standing for each others mistakes). Do's reaction of aversion was very raw, he barely concealed it. I doubt it was only about the sour lemon. He just really didn't like that a lemon was suddenly shoved into his mouth. Not a treatment his dominant soul tolerates easily, heh, the pride was hurt.
The actors came to advertise their new movie. They actually played along very well and even enjoyed themselves (props to the produces and Seunggi). I liked JWS pretty much, he has soft mannerism like Gongmyun and is attentive to people around like Doyoung. Both are liked by their staff in their own company. But yes, an idol was a person who evoked zero interest. He was there to be pretty, not to be talked with. They didn't know him and didn't know that Doyoung was a good singer (idols are considered bad singers, i.e. talentless). The butlers supported Doyoung, especially Donghyun and Seunggi (making a show out of LJJ not knowing NCT, saying Do is from a very famous group, offering him as a candidate for a fight scene on the stairs (after Do managed to get out from under Donghyun in that Judo sparring, Donghyun thinks of Do's physicality respectfully, heh).
But the actors' initial dismissal is what made the programme interesing. It showed again how Doyoung manuevers in society. His brain type (focus on the tribe) was described by the psychologists who wrote a book abou the three brain types like this: "They come to a room and start to study the relationships among people present to know what hierarchial position to take themselves". That exactly what Doyoung does. He is very hesitant and cautious at first, but once he gets a hold on a person, a foot in the door, so to speak, he gets bold and assertive quickly. It is easy to see in how he touches people. People he doesn't know he tries not to touch even when a situation permits a light touch (like a tap on the shoulder to attract attention). When there is familiarity, he habitually grabs by elbows and wrists and starts to manhandle.
Once Doyoung got authority (Korean hierarchy is not linear, there are different factors in the equation: age, financial status, being an older employee, being a teacher/doctor, etc), he got freedom to use his wit and show the actors they should respect him. The joke about selcas was about that. The actors talked about JWS getting a big award, thanking LJJ during the speech, and both of them posing for a picture with the trophy, then Doyoung inserted a question if they posed for the picture well (did they take a good selca).
At the very end LJJ took out a jacket he wore for a movie once. All butlers made a show of really wanting it. Especially Seunggi. Doyoung calculated that it should fit him the best and entered the race with "I will show you how clothes look when they meet their master", which prompted a positive reaction from LJJ. In the end both actors said the jacket is for Doyoung. Maybe they won't look him up on the Internet, but he made both acknowledge him by the end, see him as smart and bold.
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aajjks · 4 years
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Debts of despair;
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— your father owed him money that cost him his life and your heart.
— parinings. Yandere!Taehyung x Reader.
— genre: yandere au, debt au, mafia Taehyung, soft Taehyung, murder.
NOTE: this ones for you ash! Ily. And i hope you like this piece of shit. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU @angellgguk. I literally wrote this in like 30 minutes..(LATE) HBD. ❤️🥺
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“P-Please don’t do this. I-I beg you!” Your father begged. Tears of guilt, anger and desperation fell from your sick fathers eyes. “Leave my daughter!” He screamed, sobbing. But his men just chuckled, holding you against your will.
“Fuck off assholes leave me!” You spat. Kicking everywhere. Glaring at the man who sat in front of you. “Dad don’t beg to these losers! They don’t deserve it.” You spoke, you felt so frustrated. That man who sat like he owned the place watched you with amused eyes.
A soft smile in his face. He was enjoying this.
“Who the fuck are you asshole” your tone was colder, stronger. Your glare could kill him.
It was killing him.
“Me?” He asked innocently. You rolled your eyes. “No I was asking your stupid men? Of course you fucker.” The brown haired man put a hand on his chest as he pretended to be hurt.
“Aw you’re so feisty, I like it. Kitten.” He smirked at your shocked face. “I’m Kim Taehyung.” He licked his lips. “Does that ring a bell, kitten?”
Shivers.
“y-you’re that creep from college?!” You exclaimed, breathless “aw you hurt me, babygirl.” He chuckled. You looked at him obsessively.
And his eyes were the same as before.
It was your stalkers eyes.
“What are you talking about Y/N?!” Your dad questioned weakly. Coughing violently between his sentences. “N-No this cant be.” Horror started to fill your senses.
“D-Dad he was the guy in glasses I told you a-about.” You spoke as you looked at your father.
He coughed again. But this time it was blood.
“Father!” You fried with widened eyes. “P-Please let me go!!! H-He’s not well! Please! He’ll die!”
“Listen kitten. He owes me money.” Taehyung stood from the couch as he walked towards you. “W-What the fuck?” The grip of his man tightened on you and you hissed in pain. “Yoongi!” Taehyung growled.
“Sorry sir.” Taehyung took out his gun.
“W-What are you doing!?” You stuttered. Watching the gun. “I’m not going to do anything...” he smiled as relief washed your faced.
“Yet.”
“What to you mean?”
Taehyung leaned closer to your ear as his minty breath hit your neck.
“Your father owes me 4 million dollars baby.” Goosebumps rose on your skin. “T-That’s a lot of money?!” You exclaimed.
“My baby is so intelligent.” He kissed your ear. “So... he’s already past the giving due date. And I’m a punctual man.” Taehyung spoke dangerously calm.
“Please give us more time mr Kim. Please I beg you.” You looked down. He was so tall. Easily towering over you.
“Call me Taehyung please.” He asked. “I’ve been to lenient with your father. Times up.” He spoke strictly.
“Either he gives me the money or you.” You looked up at him. Completely shook.
“Me?!!” Taehyung grabbed your face. “Yes you, my love.” You gazed in his eyes. They scared you.
They were filled with a dark emotion. A very strong one. He looked at you like he longed for you.
“No! N-Never!” Your father barely managed to speak when Taehyung loaded the trigger. Obviously pissed off.
“How dare you interrupt me!?” Taehyung growled as he pointed the gun at your father. Who could pass out any time. coughing blood.
“N-No please! I’ll come with you please don’t kill him! Promise me! Please. If I come with you, you won’t kill my father.” You cried softly.
Taehyung laughed. “You’ve got a smart daughter, lee.” Taehyung raised his eyebrows. “I promise, princess.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of his men’ grip, pulling you into his chest and wrapping his arms around you possessively.
He closed his eyes and buried his face in your hair, sniffing it and taking in the smell of your shampoo.
“Fuck. You smell like heaven.” He groaned. You closed your eyes. “Y/N my daughter, d-don’t do this!” Your father warned, crying softly.
“Jungkook. Finish the job.” Taehyung commanded his man when you were about to speak. “What?!” You questioned. Panic settling in your chest.
And three gunshots were heard.
“DAD!!!!!” You screamed.
And Taehyung smirked. He finally had you.
“Y-You promised you wouldn’t kill him.” You cried as you pinched his chest, screaming at him with tears running down your face.
“And I didn’t!? Jungkook did. Blame him.” He kissed away your tears. “After all I’m a man of my word. I didn’t kill him, like I promised.”
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hollyhomburg · 5 years
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Dream a little Dream of Me (KNJ)
 (TEASER) (TBR On JULY 12 @ 7:00 pm EST)
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Summary: Sometimes being in a long distance relationship isn’t so bad, other days Namjoon wakes up and misses you so bad he almost feels like it will summon you into existence...Until it actually does 
W/c 8.0k
Tags: Long distance relationship au, Fluffy smut, Namjoon makes sweet (and slightly blasphemous) love to the reader, oral (M. + F. receiving) light spanking, mostly vanilla accept for the dirty talk, unprotected sex, cock warming
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You’re a little unnerved to be so bare before him fighting the same shyness he feels and not cross your arms over your chest as your hair spills around your face, when you finally slip your underwear off to join the rest of your clothes on the floor. The sudden ravenous heat died down and tenderness taking it’s place. 
Namjoon is nearly breathless with how beautiful you look to him, how perfect you are in his bathroom after you both just took endless flights, and probably look less than your best.  He’s aching with it all up and down his chest, the affection growing like flowers carefully nurtured by your love and blossoming further within him.
“God- I love you” he says between the kisses he peppers kissing down your stomach stooping to reach the top of your mound, “there isn’t an inch of you I don’t love,” 
“Good thing to know you view me as a god, love you too” you add as an afterthought even though it’s anything but. Even if it’s playfulness the words are heavy, and Namjoon would never stop for a moment to wonder if you meant it. Namjoon makes you swallow that teasing retort by standing gripping you under your thighs and sets you on the bathroom counter. Dropping to his knees, and manhandling you to rest your heels on his shoulders. 
As a firm atheist Namjoon has always found eating you out to be a religious experience. You’re his love after all, and your body- your being is the only thing that’s ever captivated him like this. 
He takes to you like a sinner would to prayer, and gets on his knees to worship you.
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btsimaginesss · 5 years
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Boyfriend Seokjin:
When he sees someone trying to flirt with you, but you reject him.
“Poor boy!”
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When you buy his favourite burger for him.
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When he’s drunk and goes wild.
“Look Babe~”
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When he turns from ‘softy’ to ‘daddy’ in a second.
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btsismy6thkink · 5 years
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Help a sister out??
Question should we hoe it up a little bit? like should i write some smutty smut? I’m genuinely asking because like i want to but like I'm also out of ideas ?? 
like on the citrus scale do we want orange, lime, lemon or grapefruit?? 
also with who?? 
i shall write what you guys request especially if there are more agreement on one than the other
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animefuko · 6 years
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BTS reaction: Members hearing you
*Requested*
JIN
Jin was a rather quiet lover, so it was odd when he asked you scream his name. He was more about how close you were to him. He didn't really care too much for the loud moans, but the quiet ones. Sent him over the edge. He always wanted to him those tiny begs, but sadly the boys had been teasing how quiet you had been in bed with him. So Jin wasn't going to have this and prove to the boys that you are in pleasure when you are with him.
"Come with me, darling." He would  whisper in your ear and lead you upstairs, where he would show you everything in your dreams. Both your clothes came off and he was thrusting into you. It started off sweet, but he started to get annoyed about the boys thinking he can't pleasure you. So he thrusts harder. Making you scream his name.
"I guess we were wrong." Suga said crossing his arms.
"I didn't doubt him." Jungkook said proudly.
"I did. But I am glad that I did." Namjoon said chuckling.
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RM
Namjoon was rather rough with you, he knew you could take it. He knew it you liked it too. He didn't like to hid you, he was proud to make you moan. He loved that he was able to make you moan, and beg and moan his name. He always put you first, to pleasure you. He was hardly selfish. But he wanted the members to hear you. He is rather jealous so when he caught them staring at you. He couldn't take it.
"Hey babe, I wanna show you something." Namjoon said, leading you upstairs, he wanted to show you. That you were his. Not theirs. Soon all your clothes were gone, you bent over on the bed and Namjoon slamming into you repeatly. His hands on your hips as he took you.
"You better scream my name, let them know you are mine." He said though his thrusting as you began to scream his name. Next door could easily hear it.
"Jesus, Namjoon, I can hear the bed." Suga said covering his ears.
"Well least he is having fun." Jungkook pouted.
"Why can't he put this much effort in his dancing." Hoseok said leaning back chuckling to himself.
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SUGA
Suga was one of the roughest lovers, you have ever met. He was so dominant. He loves to see you shaking under him, with pure pleasure. The only time of pleasure you wanted was him, this made him feel powerful. He loved when the others could hear you. So the members have heard you and Suga before. But here is how it went down the first time.
Suga was staring at you, all night. You could tell he wanted you by him staring at you and not looking away. To be honest you wanted him too. He moved closer towards you.
"I want you upstairs. I want to pound into you, till you scream my name. I want everyone hear you scream my name so they know, you are mine."
After you headed to his room, he spent some time forplaying and then began to ravish you. As soon as you knew it, he was pounding into you, your arms pinned by your head. His lips sucked on your skin on your neck. As his member pushed in and out of you.
"Scream my name baby girl." He said as you began to scream his name in pleasure.
"Jesus Suga, give her a break." Namjoon said rubbing his temples.
"Is she going to be able to walk?" Jimin joked laughing.
"I am gonna learn from him." Taehyung joked smirking.
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JHOPE
Hoseok was also rather passionate in bed, but he was always so careful with what he did with his body. They way he thrust into you, he would be careful with the movements to make sure he hit the right spot and right when he hit the right spot. You would not be quiet.
Hoseok touched your thigh and traced up higher.
"Let's go." Hoseok whispered taking you upstairs, reaching the bedroom, He slammed his lips onto yours. He was such a passionate kisser, he was passionate with everything he did. Soon your clothes were gone. He was thrusting in, his body moving perfect againist yours. He hit the right spot, as you let out so many blissfully MOANS. little did you know that, next door could easily hear you.
"They are at it again." Jimin would say looking at the wall.
"Hoseok needs to show me those moves." Namjoon said amazed.
"Is she going to be ok?" Taehyung asked innocently.
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JIMIN
Jimin was rather sexual in bed, he loved passion and loved to pleasure you in the best ways. He was all about passion. He wasn't rough like  the others. He was a passionate lover.
"Hey babe, come to the bedroom." Jimin would say trying to hid it but all the boys knew what was happening. You nodded and heading towards the bedroom. There you and Jimin made out and soon as anything happened, Jimin was between your legs, as his tongue run up and down your slit. He would smirk up at you and see you holding your moans in.
"Let them out darling." He said mentioning about the moans and his face disappeared in between your legs again. You moaned out loudly in  pleasure. Starting to moan his names. Next door was the rest of BTS. Your moaning was loud and clear.
"Jimin, is really showing his skills." Hoseok said, laughing covering his mouth.
"Jimin really knows how to please her." Jungkook said amazed.
"We shouldn't be listening. It's rude." Jin said to them.
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Taehyung was rather dominant, just like most of the boys. He was rather harsh though in bed. He was a mean person in bed. Not where he would hurt you, just with his dark eyes and what he would say. But it was a good thing as it turned you on more.
"Come on, I want you." He would say nice and clearly so that everyone would hear it. He wanted everyone to hear it, they all laughed looking away as Taehyung dragged you upstairs. That day he decided to tie your wrists to the bed as he slammed into you repeatedly. He didn't give you a chance to breath as he would keep slamming into you.
Taehyung smirked as you were shaking under him, his hands on your hips. He went to your ear and gently bit it.
"Scream for me." He would whisper, if you didn't listen he would reach to slap you backside. So you screamed his name as loud as possible.Next door was the boys and they could hear as clear as day.
They all vhuckled after hearing you scream.
"Jesus, Taehyung" Jungkook would say his head in his hands.
"He sounds like he is killing her." Namjoon was hint at them
"Least he is pleasing her. I suppose." Hoseok said, itching the back of his head.
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JUNGKOOK
Jungkook was always so dominant, when he wanted you. He would get you. One day, you were in the house with the boys. Like normal. Jungkook kept touching your thigh.
"Come on baby, lets go upstairs." He mentioned in your ear, it set shivers down your body. So he bought you upstairs. He smirked to himself knowing what he is gonna do. He was gonna show to his friends that he does know how to please a woman.
Soon all your clothes were off, and he was pounding into you like a hungry wolf. Your hands pinned down beside your head, his hips thrusting into you. Little groans coming from him and his hair covering his face.
"Scream my name babe." He muttered as pure pleasure went though your whole body, as you screamed out his name out. So much that the next door could hear it, the bed banged againist the wall with each thrust.
"Wow, Jungkook sounds like he has skills. I am rather proud." Suga said smirking to himself. Jin hit Suga.
"What a dirty boy. He should passion. Not killing her" Jin added, Taehyung laughs clapping his hand.
"I am happy for him. He is getting it." Taehyung said.
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onlyswan · 2 years
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summary: in which jungkook is team not okay for the perilla leaf debate.
> fluff / wc: 1.6k
> warnings: kinda suggestive at the end ? you’ll see ehehe
note: watching this the other day made me laugh so much but also made me so miserable because jungkook is the jealous type of boyfriend of course he is what do i do with this information but to write a drabble to calm myself down but i don’t think it fucking worked i just want to scream into a void forever. enjoy :]
“just how many times do you need to watch it?” jungkook whines, burying his face in the crook of your neck and pulling your body closer by the waist.
his warm breath tickling your skin only makes you giggle much harder, clutching your phone tighter in one hand in fear of it falling on your face (not a good experience. -10/10). the other is too busy with playing with his fluffy hair, as it usually is almost every night in bed. his head was resting on your arm forty minutes ago, but he inched closer and closer to your neck the further you got into watching their recently uploaded content on youtube.
your boyfriend is dedicating his time, energy, efforts, talents — hell, his whole being to his job. and with all your heart, you love and respect him immensely.
you wait until the very end of the award shows to watch the performances the group has prepared for weeks, and months, prior. (ah, he’s always so excited for your reaction. so much so he refrains from giving you spoilers about the songs and concepts because he wants to surprise you, too.) you watch the interviews and praise him for perfectly saying the answers he practiced with you. and yes, you do randomly watch bangtan bombs and his reaction to tasting a lemon donut is ingrained in your brain for life.
a defeated sigh. and yes, you are secretly longing to watch run bts every tuesday again, but you don’t tell him that yet.
today, you find yourself having fun watching the group explore their mbti types. personally, you don’t think the theory should be relied on too much because humans are way too complex to be categorized by a few letters, but you still find it fun and interesting. it opens up discussions and shows the fascinating differences of the people sitting in the room, which happened exactly in the two episodes.
you love seeing different sides of jungkook. just like how there are sides of jungkook that come out only when he’s with you, there are also sides of him that only come out when he’s interacting with other people. therefore, you still discover new things about your boyfriend everyday.
the jungkook in the bonus clip discussing the famous perilla leaf controversy, however, is the jungkook you know all too well.
“they can’t help . . . no. just no.”
“so basically, would it annoy you or not?”
“of course it would.”
you see, his unwavering opinion on the topic sounds awfully similar to a particular someone’s reaction from a few months ago.
“hey babe, have you heard of the perilla leaf debate?” you casually asked jungkook one lazy afternoon while scrolling through your phone, your head laying on his lap. he was leaning against the headboard on the edge of the bed, while your body horizontally occupied the rest of the space. this is your usual position when you feel like doing nothing at all.
“huh?” he tore his attention away from the television to clear his confusion, lowering the volume as he spoke. “a debate about perilla leaf? is it like mintcho and pineapples on pizza?”
“no, no. the debate isn’t about the perilla leaf exactly.” you started explaining to him, still scrolling through the comments that read different opinions of bored social media users. “okay so, the scenario is we go out to eat with one of your friends. and then your friend struggles with separating perilla leaves, so i help them do it. is that okay with you or not?”
it was quiet for a few seconds as he processed the made-up scenario that was causing a huge commotion in the internet.
until his thick busan satoori echoed in the room. “ey, no. of course not!”
you turned into a fit of giggles, looking up to see his reaction. his eyes were furrowed and his lips formed a frown. chest puffed up and doe eyes extra big. he looked aghast almost. as if it was ridiculous to ask such an obvious question with an obvious answer. judging only by the look on his face, you could already see the stream of thoughts swimming around his brain.
ah, yes, this is jungkook we’re talking about. of course not!
“i’m your boyfriend. not them. you should only be taking care of me like that. do you even know how giddy i was when you peeled perilla leaf for me the first time? and when you peeled shrimp for me even though you don’t like seafood because of the smell?” he rambled on frustratedly, eyes getting wider and wider as he explained to you his reasons. he slightly stuttered because of his lisp, which you always find so endearing that it makes your heart ache.
you chuckled lightheartedly after hearing his years old confessions, the happiest grin plastered on your face.
“oh, my baby. that made you happy?”
you sat up and turned to face him, hands wrapping around his forearm to tug him closer to you. you held his face in your hands and gave him honey kisses all over as he spoke with his eyelids fluttered shut, savoring the affection he was being showered with while still adamant on getting his point across.
“of course it did. it feels intimate to me. just like the first time we shared a straw. those are all the same to me! they led to us being in a longterm relationship, see?”
“peeling perilla leaves is the same as sharing a straw?” you tilted your head in curiosity, waiting for him to answer.
a pout formed on his lips, jungkook feeling disappointed with your question. “when you peel perilla leaves, you use your chopsticks, don’t you?”
“oooh, right. i see it now.” you made a sound of realization, the puzzle pieces coming together in your head.
“what about you? is it okay if i do it for your friend?” he raised an eyebrow quizically, arms encircling your waist to make you sit on his lap.
you blinked at him, shaking your head slowly. “they’re an adult. either separate them on your own or just not eat perilla leaf at all.”
his expression softened at your answer. “hah, that’s true. you got a point there.” he nodded his head repeatedly in agreement, eyes darting to the televison.
it was quiet for a minute with you putting your focus back on your respective screens— until he looked at you again with glassy eyes like a kicked puppy. “i’m an adult too. but you’d still do it for me, right?”
you looked up from your phone and smiled at him, pinching his soft cheek. “of course, that’s what lovers are for.”
which brings you back to the present day.
“they peel off one perilla leaf. next thing you know, they’re holding hands. and fall in love! and they end up getting married!”
the plot jungkook laid out to his friends sounds awfully similar to the summary of your love story in his head. oh lord, of course, it’s not okay for him.
you’re almost crying from laughter, body vibrating against his hold. his shirtless body is radiating natural warmth, so you kick off the thick blanket to let yourself breathe.
“another thing that’s funny? namjoon said at the start that he didn’t care at all but he started to get angry by the end and agreed with you.”
“tch, see? i even got our leader to agree with me. i totally made sense.” he says cheekily, clicking his tongue proudly.
“you were so cute being all sulky though!”
“stooop. i’ve had enough teasing about it.” he pouts, resting his forehead on your cheek as he secretly takes a peek at the screen. voices talking over each other and laughter in the background escape from the phone’s speaker.
he saw himself bowing down with a marker in hand, and he remembers that he was randomly doodling again as the heated discussion took place. his head was somewhere else, though. he was thinking about you.
his thumb brushes against the skin of your hip as he feels the rhythmic rise of your stomach. a thought crosses his mind like an arrow released by careless hands. i’m thankful for this life.
“i’m not teasing you, baby. i’m just adoring you. the best boyfriend.” you coo, fingers softly brushing the row of earrings on his ear. he shivers at the touch. “mhmm, your piercings look so cool.”
“should i get more? i want to.” the praise instantly makes him perk up.
“more? i’ll start to feel bad for your ears.”
“not my ears. somewhere new.” he chuckles, adjusting his position to lay his head on your chest.
he can feel your heartbeat against his cheek, and somehow, it also makes him aware of his own. while there is the mind numbing adrenaline of performing on stage that makes him feel alive, there is also the tranquility of being alone with you that makes him hyperaware of his body — from the guts in his stomach all the way to the tips of his fingers. both can be overwhelming, but welcomed with open arms. and embraced tightly with the eternal refusal of letting go.
“somewhere new likeeee?”
he rolls down to lie on his back again, pointing at his toned abdomen. “belly piercing?”
you look at his abs. and then his face. and then his abs again. god? this isn’t the guy i was calling cute just a minute ago.
“do you want me to go insane?”
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edenesth · 1 month
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TWTHH Spinoff: Love to Hate You [Teaser]
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Pairing: royal secretary!San x female scholar!reader
AU: historical au (Joseon era)
Summary: San prided himself on his knack for building easy connections with women, viewing himself as a trusted ally for the opposite gender. Thanks to his deep bonds with his mother and sister, he possessed keen insights into the female mindset. Never did he imagine facing the ire of a woman, until he encountered a resolute female scholar with a strong dislike towards men.
A/N: Once again, special thanks to my one and only, my pookie, @itstheghostofmypast, for coming up with the main concept of San's spinoff.
Main Story | Spinoff Masterlist | Part 1
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"I'm just trying to help, Scholar Moon," the royal secretary insisted, his arms emptying as the stack of books he was previously carrying was abruptly snatched away by the newly acquainted female scholar.
You scoffed in response, "I don't remember asking for your help, sir. I understand it must be quite intriguing to meet a female scholar for the first time. However, there's a reason I'm the first. I'm not your typical damsel in distress. I don't need saving. While you may be used to women swooning at your feet, rest assured, I won't be one of them."
San stood in stunned silence as he watched you storming off in a fit of anger, completely taken aback by your hostile response to his well-intentioned gesture.
He had stumbled upon you as you exited the royal library burdened with a stack of borrowed books, his innate helpfulness and gentlemanly nature immediately prompted him to offer assistance without hesitation. But rather than the customary grateful smile and expression of thanks he anticipated, he couldn't believe he was met with such an unexpected and vehement reaction.
Did I... do something wrong?
A court lady standing nearby widened her eyes in disbelief. "Did you seriously just say that? Do you even know who he is?"
You rolled your eyes dismissively. "Probably just a eunuch, why?" you retorted, waving off her concern. "I doubt any high-ranking officials would pay me any mind."
"Well, you're correct about that. He's not a high-ranking official, but he is someone close to the King. He's the royal secretary," she disclosed, causing your heart to nearly stop as you gaped at her.
He's the what?!
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(in which Tangerine talks)
Of Fruits and Insects (2/?)
featuring: Tangerine and Lemon
wordcount: 287
my other BT fics!
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"Bit of a dramatic reaction." Lemon pipes up when his brother re-enters the room. A light jab by their standards, but the glare Tangerine fixes him with is anything but regular. "Need to talk to someone, serious."
"Don't need to talk to nobody, got you, don't I?"
"Then sit your arse back down and get talkin'."
Lemon watches as he huffs and puffs, sighs and silently debates with himself— Before surprising them both and sitting back down. Time to exercise his Thomas moral muscles.
"It's dumb. Just… can't get someone out my head."
"Tends to be a symptom if that person shooting you in the neck. 'Less you get amnesia."
Tangerine fixes him with a look. Lemon changes tactic.
"Hardly the first time it's happened, though, yeah? How'd you get over the others?"
"Make a pros and cons list or fuckin' end them so I don't have to deal with it."
Lemon winces. "Brutal…"
"Yeah, not made for it."
Tangerine slumps in his seat, rubbing a hand down his face. Could debate pros and cons with Lemon, but he has a horrible feeling it'd mostly be pros… Can't attempt to kill the guy, he already knows what happens to people who try that.
"Let's play with fate, huh?" Of course Lemon took a leaf out of the Elder's book. Tangerine sours, eyes shut tight. "… Go on then."
"What's the chances of meeting him again, right? We never see him again, you have the time and space to move on and find someone else. But if you meet…" A slow shrug. "You take a chance. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't. Simple's better."
"And this'll get you off my back?"
Lemon just smiles.
"Fine."
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btssavedmylifeblr · 4 years
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Void - Part 7 (M)
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title banner by @rude–jude♡
Genre: Sci-fi with a little angst and a LOT of smut
Pairing: BTS x Reader (yup - all seven)
Summary: You are the only female crew member on a 12 year space mission with seven handsome men. The sexual tension is real, y’all.
Word Count: 10.9k
Part 7 / ?
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6
Warnings: explicit sexual content, alcohol masturbation, voyeurism, more non-monogamy
The men at the table stare at you, dumb-founded. Jungkook’s mouth hangs open. Hoseok hides his mouth behind his hand; his eyes are wide with shock. Jimin spins around, trying to gauge the others’ reactions. Namjoon leans back in his chair, face unreadable, his chin resting on his hand as he looks from you to your powerpoint. Jin laughs uncomfortably then clears his throat and silence falls again.
Yoongi speaks first. “You put sources on your powerpoint about how we should all start fucking?”  
“It’s important to cite your sources,” you mutter, shuffling your feet.
Taehyung sits up straighter on his cot. “Are you saying we should start fucking you or each other?”
“Well, the bonobos do both. They are fully bisexual. Almost all aggressive contests are settled by sex. Even when two males squabble over a female, they often resolve it by rubbing their genitals together.”
“What?” Hoseok injects. “You want us to start rubbing our genitals together?” His cheeks blush.
“No, no, no.” You shake your head. “I meant you all should have sex with me.” Your own cheeks heat up as you say it. “I can’t control what you do with other people. In an ideal world, it would be both. But it seemed best to start with me.”
Jungkook mouths the words “start with” to himself, still staring at the table.
“But like, how would that work logistically?” Taehyung asks.
“Well, there are seven of you, so that could be like one per day. Take a week off for my period.”
Jimin splutters, whirling to face Yoongi. “Did you put her up to this?”
Yoongi shakes his head, frowning.
“No one put me up to this!” you argue. “This is what I think is best for the mission.”
An explosion of opinions pours out of all the men at once. Hoseok is swearing under his breath. Taehyung is trying to get Jimin’s attention, but Jimin is arguing with Yoongi. Jungkook wants to know how you decide who goes first. Jin says something to Namjoon that you can’t hear.
“So, um…” You struggle to regain command of the room over the chatter. “My period starts tomorrow, so take a few days to think about it.”
“Officer.” Namjoon’s deep voice cuts over everyone else and the conversation at the table ceases. “You and I need to speak privately. Now.”
The commander stands up from the table and gestures toward the door. The rest of the crew looks back and forth between the two of you wearing expressions of shock and confusion.
You avoid their gazes as you follow Namjoon’s direction out into the hallway. He steps out after you, closing the door behind him. A flurry of chatter resumes after the door shuts, but it’s too muffled to hear what the rest of the crew are saying. You and Namjoon stare at each other.
“So…” you say, shifting your weight between your feet.
“Let’s talk in my office,” he says, squeezing past you and moving in the direction of the sleep pods.
You examine him from behind as you follow him to his office, trying to gauge what he’s thinking. Are his shoulders tense? Is he angry with you? Are you about to be scolded?
His office is also his bedroom. And you did just offer to fuck him, no strings attached. But of all your crew, Namjoon is the one that you have the most strictly professional relationship with. His walls are almost as impenetrable as yours. But he is a man, right? And men like sex, right? It would have been more awkward to not include him. This wasn’t about personal feelings. It was about the mission. And you were all in the mission together.
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Sweat pools at the base of your spine under the hot studio lights. A reporter drums her long red nails on her clipboard as the sound technician adjusts the microphones between interviews.
Press junkets are your least favorite part of the job, made all the worse by your mission director insisting you all dress in full launch gear, despite the launch still being two weeks away.
“This is the last one.” Namjoon turns around from his front and center seat to whisper to the rest of the crew.
Yoongi groans, rubbing his face with his hands. “Why do we have so many of them when they all ask the same questions?”
The eight of you have been trapped in this room all day as a parade of different reporters trail in and ask the same inane questions.
This new reporter opens with a softball. “How’s the food?”
“Good!” Namjoon patiently answers this question for the third time today. “The ICSE has recruited the top food scientists to figure out which foods hold their flavor and nutrition best in long term storage. And our chief botanist here is going to keep us well stocked with fruits and vegetables. Right, officer?” He gestures for you to chime in.
“Yup!” You are grateful to Namjoon for pitching you a question that isn’t about you being the only woman in a crew full of men. You’ve already had to explain how periods in space work twice today (short answer: pretty much the same way they work on Earth). “We have lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, peas, bean, soy, carrots, cabbage, chilis, potatoes, lemons, oranges and strawberries, plus a bunch of fresh herbs. They even found a way for us to grow mushrooms out of our culinary compost.”
The reporter makes a disgusted face at the idea of compost mushrooms and pivots to a new line of questioning. “What will you miss most about home?”
“Why don’t we go around the group?” Namjoon prompts. Even your commander seems to be fading in enthusiasm by this point. “I’m going to miss long walks in the fresh air, and my family, of course.”
Most of the crew answers with some variation of friends and family. Yoongi will miss his brother’s cooking. Taehyung will miss his dog who is going to live with his parents. Jungkook will miss long showers and his mom.
“What’s one personal item you’re taking with you?” she asks.
Namjoon is bringing a Chinese elm bonsai tree that he calls his tiny friend. Hoseok is bringing a stuffed Earth plushie given to him by his niece. Jin is bringing vodka.
The reporter narrows her eyes at the mention of alcohol and leans forward. “So what do you do if you feel a crew member’s judgement has been compromised?”
“We have protocols in place,” Namjoon answers. “Tests of cognitive impairment and such. We’re also coached in what we call “expeditionary behaviors” which are key to maintaining peace and cooperation on board.
Yoongi chimes in. “The key to solving all disputes is our ability to be honest with each other. When there is a problem, we sit down as a group and discuss it.”
“Our readers are saying what a tragedy it is that we are shipping seven of our most eligible bachelors off to space for a decade.” She laughs. “Any broken hearts being left here on Earth?”
“Oh!” Namjoon draws back and looks unsuredly at the rest of the group. This was not a question he was expecting to be asked today. “Umm…” he laughs nervously.
“My mom is devastated!” Jin cracks from the back row and the rest of the crew laughs in relief.
But the reporter doesn’t want to let go of this idea so quickly, so she turns to you. “Well, you must certainly enjoy having such handsome crew members.”
“Uh…” To your complete mortification, you actually blush in response. You clench your fist to try to get a grip. To your right, Hoseok’s hand flinches, as if he can feel the need to hold you back. “I’m going on this mission to find life on other planets.” You grit your teeth. “My only interest in my crew is whether or not they do their jobs.”
The woman shakes her head, laughing. “Doesn’t hurt that they look good doing it.”
_______
Namjoon opens the door to his office and gestures for you to enter. The number of papers on his desk seems to have multiplied, which theoretically shouldn’t be possible.
“I’m going to say three words to you,” Namjoon says as he closes the door behind him. “And then I need you to repeat them back to me: banana, river, finger.”
“Namjoon,” you cross your arms. “I’m not cognitively impaired right now.”
He mirrors your closed stance. “Please repeat the words.”
You sigh. “Banana, river, finger.”
He pulls a piece of paper from his desk and wipes it clean, before handing it to you, along with a pen. “I need you to draw a clock face.”
“Seriously?”
“Set it to quarter past eight.”
“This isn’t necessary, commander,” you grumble as you take the pen and paper, drawing a rudimentary clock face and setting the hands to 8:15. “See?” You hand the paper back to him and he inspects it.
He nods, rubbing his chin. “Repeat the three words again.”
“Banana, river, finger.” You put your hands on your hips. “You think my judgement is compromised?”
Namjoon sighs. “Everything seems to be in order. You must admit, your behavior recently has been uncharacteristic to say the least. Are you sure everything is okay?”
“Well, no, everything is not okay, that’s why I’m doing this.”
He leans against his desk, looking you up and down. “I fail to see how fraternizing with the entire crew will improve things.”
The back of your neck heats up in embarrassment, but you press on. You need the commander to be onboard with your plan.
“You admit we have a morale problem, right?”
He nods. “Hard to suggest otherwise. What with all the recent events.”
“Okay, so I was going through the principles of expeditionary behavior last night as I figured out what to do. Principle One:  Communication - talk so you are clearly understood, talk about intentions before taking action, share information freely.”
“I know the principles.” Namjoon interrupts.
“But don’t you see? That’s why I had to call the meeting. Why I had to get everything out in the open, share information freely.”
“That explains why you needed to inform the crew of your relationship with Jimin. It doesn’t explain why you think it would be good to involve everyone.”
“Principle Two: Self-care - manage psychological and physiological health, balance work, rest, and personal time, be proactive to stay healthy and mitigate stress.”
Namjoon arches an eyebrow. “A lack of sex doesn’t damage your health.”
“With all due respect commander, I think it does.”
“There are outlets to relieve sexual urges other than exploiting our only female crew member.”
“Well, they were all trading porn with each other. That’s how this whole thing started.” Namjoon purses his lips in thought. That seems to be new information to your commander. You continue your argument. “Principle Three: Team-care - monitor team for signs of stress and fatigue - which we have a multitude of, cooperate rather than compete, encourage participation in team activities.”
“Are you considering this a team activity?”
“Well, yes. Like the bonobos do.”
Namjoon shakes his head. “Let me speak so I am clearly understood. I can’t prevent you or the rest of the crew from doing what you want to do with your personal time. But I can’t participate in it either. I’m the commanding officer on this ship. It’s inappropriate. We can’t have an equitable relationship.”
“That’s why it’s not a relationship though, it’s just sex. And if everyone involved is consenting...”
He rubs the back of his neck. “Let’s be honest about intent for a minute. Is that really what you want? You want all seven of us?”
“Umm…” Your stomach churns as you are unable to admit that, yes, that is what you want. “I think it’s best for the mission.”
“Part of principle three is to volunteer for unpleasant tasks if they benefit the team. Are you sure that’s not what you’re doing right now, officer?”
“Yes, I’m sure.” Though embarrassing to admit, boning your attractive colleagues is not an unpleasant task in the slightest.
“You should also consider the fact that whatever forms do get signed will have to be sent back to mission control. And may get out to the press.”
“I thought HR decisions were confidential.”
“Juicy stories have a tendency to find their way out. Especially when they distract from failed missions that added years on to our trip.”
“I understand, commander. Information must be shared freely. I still think this plan is necessary if we’re going to complete this mission successfully.”
“Okay.” Namjoon sighs, dropping his hands to his sides. “It would seem there is no talking you out of it.”
“No, sir. I intend to implement with full commitment.”
The two of you stare at each other for a minute. An immovable object and an unstoppable force.
“So… should I go?”
“Yes, you’re dismissed.”
________
After the press junket is mercifully over, Hoseok catches you in the hallway.
“Hey, you coming to Tae and Jimin’s quarantine party tonight?” Tonight is the last night you all are allowed to see other people before you enter your two-week quarantine prior to launch. “Seems like you could use a drink.”
“I don’t know,”  you sigh, leaning against the wall.
“What’s on your mind?” He leans next to you.
“That last reporter, she got in my head.” You rub your forehead.
Hoseok rubs the back of his neck. His jawline tenses as he mulls over what to say.
Hoseok is so handsome. And smart. And newly single. He broke up with his girlfriend a couple of weeks ago before signing the final mission papers. And now he was going to be the one of only seven people in your whole world.
In another life, you would want to date him. You’d be dying to go to a party with him and plot how to get him alone for part of the evening. In another life, you would have fallen in love with him. But in this life, he’d been dating someone else for the whole time you’ve known him. And you have a mission.
What’s most grating is that the gossip columnist isn’t wrong. You’d be hard pressed to find a better set of men anywhere on Earth than the seven you were leaving with. They were all attractive, smart, kind, disciplined, athletic young men. It would be much easier to be entirely professional if you had a crew of balding middle-aged men.
“Do you think it's a mistake? Me going on this mission?” you finally ask.
“What?” Hoseok gasps. “No! Why would you think that?”
“The mission director said it was supposed to be only men. That mixed gender crews are too complicated.”
“Have we ever done anything to make you feel like we don’t view you as a professional?”
“No, no, of course not.” Other than being ridiculously good-looking.
Hoseok’s fingers twiddle nervously. “And we won’t. We’re a team. You’re our colleague. This mission is so much bigger than any one of us. And you’re the best candidate for this position.”
“I’m the only candidate.”
Hoseok smiles. “Well, that’s exactly my point. We’d be lost without our biologist. Besides, you were better than all the male candidates even before they dropped out.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Oh yes, I do. Are you forgetting how badly you kicked my ass all over organic chemistry? And I was the chem major! It was such a disgrace.” You both laugh.
You smile at the memory: early morning study sessions, Hoseok bringing you coffee in exchange for your homework help.
“Come on,” he insists. “I know you. You can’t not go. You’re going to be the first woman on Europa. It’s been your destiny since college. Don’t you want to see it with us?”
Yes, you wanted to see it so badly. You picture the two of you looking out over the icy surface together.
“Come tonight.” Hoseok insists. “It’ll be fine, you’ll see. We won’t mess this up for you.”
“Thank you, Hoseok.”
_______
You leave Namjoon’s bedroom and climb into your own sleep pod, the question of what mission control or the press know about what’s happening on this ship weighing on your mind.
Unfortunately, googling it for yourself won’t work. It takes between 10 and 20 minutes for a single signal to get from your ship to Earth, depending on exactly where you both are in your orbits. Then it takes another 10-20 minutes to return. Usually if you wanted to research something, you’d submit a formal request to your research assistants back on Earth,  who would gather a collection of relevant documents for you and send you a bundle of them all at once. But asking your research assistants to assemble a dossier on your rumored sex life was out of the question. You need someone you can trust.
You pull out your laptop and compose the following email.
Hi Dianna,
How are you doing? I’m sorry I’ve been slow to respond to your messages lately, things have been a bit messy out here. I was wondering if I could ask you a favor. Are there rumors about my personal life going around the ICSE? Or in the press? I was wondering if you’d be willing to run a quick google search and let me know what you find.
Thank you! I hope you and Melissa are doing well.
Dianna should have been on this mission with you. You wish you could talk to her in person. You’ll have to send her a video message when you have more time. But you are interrupted in your thoughts by a knock on the door.
“Who is it?”
“Jimin.”
You hit send on the email and open the door.
“Can we talk?” he asks.
You nod and stand to one side to allow him into your pod.
He sighs and rubs the back of his neck. “So I’m confused.” He runs a hand through his hair as he steps into the pod. “Last night you were mad at me for suggesting you date Taehyung. You said you wouldn’t be passed around between crew members. But now you want to have sex with the entire crew?”
“I’m not being passed around. This is my plan. I’m in control.”
He shakes his head. “The end results seem to be the same though. I don’t understand.”
“This way we don’t have to pretend this is something it’s not. It can just be sex, just release. We don’t have to pretend it means anything more than that.”
“But it means something to me.” Jimin frowns. “I have feelings for you.”
You sigh. “They’re not real though. It’s hormones and boredom. It’s just because I’m the only woman here.”
“No it’s not!”
“Yes it is! You didn’t feel this way about me on Earth, right?”
Jimin stammers for a minute. “People can change. Relationships can change.”
“Jungkook and Taehyung didn’t have feelings for me on Earth either and now that they’ve seen me naked they’re suddenly 'in love' with me. That’s not real. That’s just biology. We’re just apes in space with too much time on our hands.”
“Jungkook’s in love with you too?”
“I don’t know. He thinks he is.”
Jimin frowns, but seems less sure of himself. “Is this because I suggested sharing? Cause that was a dumb idea and I take it back.”
“No! You were right. It’s what’s best for the mission.”
“So what? It’s like this or nothing? I have to share you to have any of you?”
You don’t answer him. Currently, no one else has actually signed, so Jimin might get you all to himself anyways.
“Am I… am I not enough?” Jimin asks. “I can be more. I can do better. I can do whatever Yoongi does that you like so much.”
“This isn’t about Yoongi. It’s about the mission.”
“You said you liked me. You said you wanted to be with me. Was that just about the mission?”
“It’s not about what I want.”
“Yeah, yeah… it's about the mission.”  
He turns to go, but you catch his hand in yours. His thumb rubs across the back of your hand. All the men are just as touch-starved as you are. It’s probably unfair that you are playing to that now.
You see an idea flash across his face right before he scoops you up into his arms, kissing you passionately. “I’m going to show you,” he whispers between kisses. “I’m going to show it's real. I’m going to be what you need. My feelings are real.”
Then he places you back down and leaves. You lean against the door breathless.
________
Mistake number one: You should not have challenged Jin to beer pong.
Mistake number two: You should not have said goodbye to your parents and dog right before going to a party full of strangers and booze.
Mistake number three: You should not have gone to find Hoseok when you are this drunk and he smells that good.
You collapse onto the couch beside Hoseok, too tired to stand up anymore. Hoseok smiles to see you, face flushed red.
“Hoseok,” you whisper, even though he’s already looking at you. “Hoseok, I have something important to tell you.”
He leans in closer. “Yeah?”
“Europa’s oceans are ninety-six kilometers deep.”
He laughs. “Of course, I know that! I wrote my graduate thesis on Europa’s oceans!”
“Yeah, but like…” You wave your hand. “That’s like soooo deep. Like not intuitive, you know? Like that’s ten times deeper than any ocean on Earth. I can’t even conceive of how deep our oceans are, let alone Europa’s.”
You scoot closer to him on the couch. “That’s like…” You pull out your phone to do some basic math. “That’s like 120 Burj Khalifas!!”
Hoseok nods. “Yes… It is super deep.”
“Stacked on top of each other!” You slap your knee in emphasis.
“Yes, I know!” He laughs again.
You sigh. “Can I tell you a secret?” You lean in closer and put a hand on his thigh. He leans in too. “There just has to be life down there. I know there has to be.”
“I hope so.” He rests his hand on yours.
“We’re going to find it together, you and I.” You grab his hand and squeeze it.
Hoseok looks down at your joined hands and you worry that maybe you’ve gone too far. Maybe tomorrow this will be an awkward and embarrassing moment. But right now it feels nice. His hand is warm. You wonder if it would be too much to lean your head on his shoulder.
But then Hoseok’s phone buzzes in his lap. His ex-girlfriend’s name flashes across the screen and you drop his hand.
“Sorry,” he mutters, getting up off the couch. “I should take this.” He leaves and the couch next you is colder.
“Hey!” Jin stumbles over to your seating area. “Have any of you guys seen Namjoon?”
“I think he went to meet that girl he won’t tell us about,” Yoongi answers from a chair a few feet away. When did Yoongi get here?
“So everyone is getting laid tonight, huh?” Jin laughs.
“Not everyone,” Yoongi mutters, nursing his beer.
“Don’t be such a grump, Yoongi. It’s basically our last night on Earth! Take advantage!” Jin laughs before wandering back into the crowd.
“I’m not getting laid tonight either!” You yell across the room at Yoongi. More direct than you would be when sober.
He cracks the first smile you’ve seen from him in days, raising his beer into the air in a little clinking motion. You do the same with your plastic cup full of what Jimin had described as “Tae’s jungle juice”. It was red and smelled like tequila.
“Why aren’t you getting laid?” you ask, taking a swig of the juice for courage.
“Got dumped, not really over it yet,” he answers matter-of-factly. “What about you?”
You shrug. “The only men here are about to be my only companions for the next twelve years. Seems like a bad plan to fuck them.”
Yoongi laughs. “Suppose so.”
“Well, don’t you worry. If that reporter is right, we’ll all be having space orgies in a month anyways.”
Yoongi chokes on his beer. “Shit.” Beer dribbles down his chin as he laughs. “I think we need to find you some ice water and a cab.”
“Probably a good plan,” you mutter as you lie down on the couch and close your eyes.
________
When you wake up in the morning, there are still no signed HR forms in your messages. Had you been a fool to think any of them were interested? How much time does it take to decide such a thing? Perhaps by putting the idea out there explicitly, it had lost all of its taboo appeal.
There are two other things waiting for you to notice though: your period and a calendar reminder that today is chili pepper pollinating day. After dealing with the first of those problems in the bathroom, you head for the lab to find Hoseok.
You find the science officer in the lab as always, sitting with his knee tucked up against his chest.
“Hey, um…” You shuffle your feet. Want to fuck me? No wait…
He blinks at you, bleary-eyed.
“Oh, you don’t look good. Were you here all night?” you ask.
“Um, was I? Yeah. I suppose. Lost track of time.” He rubs his eyes, before looking you up and down, then casting his gaze back to the floor.
All you want to do is ask about the forms. Or the meeting. Or what he thinks of you now. But you don’t.
“I need to pollinate the chili peppers today.” Usually Hoseok is the person who assists with that. “But I can get one of the other guys to do it if you need the sleep.”
“No!” Hoseok lurches forward, standing up a bit too rapidly and needing to put his hand back on the bench to steady himself. “I mean, I’m fine.”
You should disagree with him. He is exhausted. But you’d like more time to talk to him.
Pollinating the chili peppers is both time-sensitive and time-consuming, hence why it took two of you to get the job done. There were no insects on your ship to do the job for you and if the plants didn’t get pollinated, they wouldn’t bear any fruit. Chili peppers were your favorite crop. Not only a vital source of Vitamin C, but all your food benefitted from having a bit of spice added to it.
You and Hoseok head for the greenhouse together. The initial set-up gives you something to talk about in the beginning. Hoseok gathers the pollen from one flower onto a paintbrush, then hands it over to you to paint onto the stigmas of each little flower on the next plant.
Slowly the conversation dries up as you fall into a silent rhythm. Other than enjoying the chili peppers, this was also one of your favorite tasks on the ship because of the high likelihood that the two of you would brush hands periodically. It always gave you butterflies. But today he seems extra intent on keeping his distance from you. Was he disgusted by you now? His hands are trembling.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
His hand twitches so hard that a little rain of yellow pollen cascades onto the floor. He curses in frustration before turning to face you. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
"I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“This, um, plan of yours…” he gestures to the vague tension in the air. “It doesn’t feel like you.”
“I’m trying to save the mission. That has always been my top priority.”
“Yeah, I’m still not clear on how this benefits the mission.”
“I outlined it all in my presentation. Plus Yoongi said…” you start to say, but are cut off by Hoseok's derisive snort.
“Look, if you’re in love with Yoongi, go date him, okay? Don’t feel obligated to include the rest of us out of pity.”
You frown. “I’m not… I’m not in love with him. It’s just sex. Just biology.”
“This isn’t you!” Hoseok argues back. “You hated the idea of anyone ever treating you that way. And now you want all of us to… to… use you like that?”  He splutters out the end of the sentence.
“No one is using me! This is my plan!”
He sighs. “Well, I can’t be a part of it. Excuse me.” He leaves you alone in the greenhouse.
Your lower lip trembles and you bite it to stop it. He’s disgusted by you. Yoongi was wrong; Hoseok doesn’t want you. It takes you the rest of the day to finish the pollinating on your own.
_____
There are no forms waiting for you when you wake up the next morning either. Perhaps this was a mistake after all. If the men aren’t looking for release in the same way you are, then there’s no point to any of this. Even Jimin has been keeping his distance, so all you’ve done is mess up the one relationship you did have and offend your commander and colleagues.
Your tablet buzzes with a notification. It’s a reply from Dianna.
It’s great to hear from you! I hope things aren’t too crazy up there. I haven’t heard any rumors at work, but I’ve not been directly involved with your mission. We’ve started the plans for Titan and it’s taking most of my focus. I can ask around though if you want me to. I was surprised to find this article when I googled. Is this accurate? I assumed you would have said something.
Hope you are well! Melissa and I are going to send you a video of our new puppy.
Dianna
There is a pdf of a magazine article attached to the email entitled “Love Amongst the Stars”. At the top is one of the official launch photos of the whole crew that has been zoomed and cropped so that it’s only you and Jimin sitting next to each other. The tagline reads “How two astronauts had to leave Earth to find each other”. It makes you cringe so hard you have to put the tablet down for a minute before you can read on.
It’s some sort of fluff piece about a secret affair between you and the mission specialist. You scan the article, trying to figure out what they know. “A source close to the couple spoke with us...” Who is their source? You haven’t told anyone on Earth about what's going on with Jimin.
“Coworkers said they always sensed a special connection between the two…” This is nonsense. Jimin is one of the crew members you knew the least about prior to launch.
“Other crew members are very supportive…” Uh, sure.
“Maybe we’ll even get our first space wedding…” You groan out loud, closing the pdf.
Maybe that seals it then. You’ll just be space-married to Jimin for the next 12 years and that will be that. The idea makes you feel a bit claustrophobic in your tiny sleep pod, so you throw on your exercise clothes and head for the gym to try to clear your head.
_____
What you call “the gym” is actually just a bunch of resistance bands and cardio equipment stashed into the walls of one corner of the hangar. When the gravity was off, you had a variety of different choices for which equipment to use. There was a treadmill in the ceiling and an elliptical in the wall so multiple people could use the equipment in your off hours. But with the gravity on, the stationary bike on the floor is your only option.
As you begin your warm-up on the bike, you mull over your next move. Why hadn’t any of the other men come and talked to you yet? Jungkook had confessed to you, why wasn’t he signing up now? And Yoongi? Yoongi said he wanted a form only a few days ago. Why did it feel so different now?
Were you stupid? Had you embarrassed yourself in front of your entire crew for no reason? Maybe Namjoon and Hoseok were right and this was a bad plan. You pedal faster, trying to burn out some of the tension in your lungs.
The radio buzzes and Taehyung’s deep voice sounds in your in-ear. “Looking for a location for our biologist.”
“I’m in the gym,” you radio back, pausing your bike ride to catch your breath.
Moments later, Taehyung pokes his head in the door of the hangar. It’s good to see him up and about, even if his arm is still in a sling.
“Hey.” He steps into the room, adjusting his hair with his one good hand. “I need to talk to you about this, um, ape sex thing.”
Oh my gosh, is it finally happening? Maybe Jimin was right. Maybe Taehyung is more interested in you than you had realized. He fishes into his pocket and pulls out his tablet. You wish you weren’t so sweaty and gross for this conversation. Taehyung is such an intimidatingly attractive man.
Taehyung opens up the tablet and flips to the form as he walks closer to you. It’s happening. He’s going to sign the form. Shit. Then what will you do? It’s one thing to say you want to have sex with your whole crew, but what if he’s hoping to go right now? You need a shower.
Taehyung has nice hands. Long strong fingers delicately navigate the touch screen. It seems totally improbable that a man this attractive would be into you, even if you were the only woman in the universe. It adds to your suspicions that hormones are driving everyone crazy. Perhaps if you slept with him once, he’d lose all interest.
He finds the form and then turns his gaze up to you, staring you down with those eyes. It’s a good thing  Taehyung rarely turns his full gaze on you, because it is almost too much to bear. Shit, is he going to sign it? Is he waiting for you to give him some sort of signal?
“You can’t do this to Jimin,” he says.
“What?” Not what you were expecting. “Do what to Jimin?”
“This.” He gestures over the HR form. “Signing these forms with everyone. Having sex with everyone. You’re going to destroy Jimin.”
“Jimin’s the one who suggested this whole thing in the first place.” It’s a lie. You know it's a lie. Or at least a gross exaggeration. But Jimin was the one who first brought up the idea of sharing. All for the benefit of the man in front of you now.
“No way.” Taehyung scoffs, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. “No way was it Jimin’s idea that you sleep with the whole crew.”
“Well…” You can’t bear his gaze anymore and look down at the floor. “He wanted me to sleep with you.”
“What?” He puts down the tablet. “Why would he want that?”
“He, um…” You rub your arm. “He thinks you’re in love with me.”
“What?” There is only surprise on Taehyung’s face. It’s actually a relief to see that Taehyung is as shocked by that idea as you were. “Why does he think that?”
“I don’t know…” You feel kind of dumb now. Of course, Taehyung doesn’t feel that way about you. Look at him. “Cause you told him you were jealous. Cause you can’t stand to be in the same room as us.”
Taehyung bites his lip. “Oh, um, shit, sorry, that’s not what I meant.”
“What did you mean?” you ask. If Taehyung wasn’t jealous of Jimin, then...“Who are you jealous of?”
“Nevermind…” Taehyung stumbles backward, putting his tablet back in his pocket. “Forget I said anything.”
“No wait,” you get up off the bike to chase after him, catching by the sleeve. As he turns around, you make a show of turning off your microphone. He does the same. “Are you jealous of me?” you ask. “Do you like Jimin?”
Taehyung’s eyes widen and he bites his lip. He glances toward the camera in the corner of the room, then stands up and begins unzipping his jumpsuit.
“Um…” You are distracted by the golden arms that peak from either side of the tank top as the zipper reaches his groin. “What are you doing?”
“Need something to block the camera.”
“We have towels,” you mutter.  But now he’s attempting to peel the tank top up over his head.
“Yeah, but this way anyone watching will think we’re having sex.” He answers. “Shit, can you give me a hand?” In his attempts to remove his shirt, he seems to have forgotten he is wearing the arm sling and is now stuck with his shirt over his head. His injured shoulder is black and blue from his accident with the ROV.
You gingerly try to disentangle him without getting too close to his warm, bare skin. You succeed in freeing him from his shirt and he tosses it up and over the camera.
“You want them to think we’re having sex?” you ask.
“Don’t you? It plays right into your whole ‘save the mission with bonobo sex’ plan.” He zips his jumpsuit back up as he turns around.
“I suppose.” Though the plan was also supposed to be that there would be no more secrets between the crew. “What plan of yours does it play into?”
“The one where Jimin doesn’t realize I’m in love with him.”
Of course, Taehyung is in love with Jimin. That makes so much more sense. They’ve been so close for so long. And Taehyung has always paid very close attention to anything going on with Jimin. “You’ve never tried to tell him?”
Taehyung laughs wryly and shakes his head. “How would that conversation go? Hey man, I know we’ve known each other for years and I’ve already seen you naked and that you just think of me as a friend, but I’m in love with you. I know that’s awkward but now you have to spend the next twelve years with me, knowing that I’m attracted to you when you don’t feel the same way.” Taehyung sighs. “Doesn’t sound like a good plan to me. If he doesn’t feel the same way, I’ve ruined the friendship for nothing and then I don’t even have that.”
“Yeah… I get that.”  There’s something touching about realizing that Taehyung has been fighting the same battle as you for the last two years.
“I couldn’t tell anyone before launch because what if they wouldn’t let me go then? You know?”
“Yeah, the director wasn’t big on sending anyone who might ‘complicate’ the mission.” The two of you share a sad knowing smile.
“Yeah… And I thought it would be fine, you know? I like women too. I’d just date women until launch and no one would know. I wasn’t planning on falling in love with my roommate.”
“I don’t think any of us knew what this would be like.”
“I knew it was going to be a problem. I should have pulled out…” he continues.
Your mind flashes back to your own moment of doubt when Hoseok talked you into still coming on the mission.
Taehyung sighs and leans against the ice drill. “But I couldn’t just let him go off into space without me. Even if he’d never feel the same way, at least he’d still be in my life.”
The emotion in Taehyung’s words makes your eyes begin to mist. “You really love him.”
“Yeah,” Taehyung sighs again. “But he’s in love with you.”
“Well, he thinks he is.”
“What does that mean?”
“He only feels that way about me cause he thinks I’m the only option.”  Maybe he would feel differently if he knew about Taehyung’s feelings.
Taehyung frowns and shakes his head. “You don’t give him enough credit.”
“Oh come on, you know him. How many women did he date while we were in training?”
“A few…”
“And how many of them was he in love with before he found the next one?”  
Taehyung purses his lips. He can’t argue with that. “So why are you with him then, if you don’t think it’s real?”
You shrug, rubbing your arm. “I like him. Lord knows he’s attractive. And he wants me. It’s nice to feel wanted, I guess.”
“You could have that with any man on this ship though...”
You scoff. “They’re all suffering the same delusion. It’s only-available-vagina syndrome. I just want us all to fuck and get it out in the open. Maybe if we could get it out of our system, they would see I’m nothing special. And then we can get back to the mission.”
Taehyung eyes you up and down. “You don’t give yourself enough credit either.”
You shrug. “You wait and see. Jimin will get bored of me. They all will.”
Taehyung pulls his tablet back out of his pocket. “Do you really think that if everyone just like, banged it out, that it would help morale?”
“Well, it certainly couldn’t get any worse.”
“And Jimin thinks I’m in love with you?” He reopens the HR form and stares at it.
You nod.
“What if I signed this? And we let him think that for a little longer? Just until I figure out how to tell him the truth?
“Like we’d pretend the two of us are involved?” Maybe that would help you get the other men on board with your plan.
Taehyung nods. “Would that be okay?”
“Yeah, that would work.”
Taehyung smiles and signs the bottom of the form, then sends it to you. “Thank you,” he says before he leaves you to resume your workout.
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Other than Taehyung, no one else approaches you over the next few days. If anything, the crew seems to be treating you more professionally than they did before you announced your plan to fuck them all. You have signed forms from Jimin and Taehyung and have been rejected by Namjoon and Hoseok, but you’ve heard nothing either way from the other three. What are they waiting for?
By the time you reach the end of the Monday morning weekly meeting, you’ve had enough waiting.
Namjoon finishes his debrief of the week’s goals and claps his hands. “Anyone have anything else mission related we need to discuss?”
“My period is over,” you announce to your assembled crew.
A muscle pulses in Namjoon’s jaw. “Officer, I wouldn’t consider that mission-related.”
You cross your arms and lean back in your chair. “Just freely sharing information.”
“Already?” Jungkook asks. “I thought you said it would take a week.”
“No, finished this morning. It varies a bit from cycle to cycle.” you answer. Hoseok’s leg begins aggressively bouncing up and down next to you, but you press on. “I need to make a schedule. So I need to know who’s in and who’s out.”
“Ooh, what if you shared out your tracker info so we’re all on the same page.” Taehyung enthuses.
Yoongi scoffs. “Why don’t we just add it to our mission task list then?”
“I’m not clear on why menstruating means we can’t have sex,” Jimin interjects.
“Enough!” Namjoon regains everyone’s attention. “We need clear boundaries between what is personal and what is professional. Right now, you all have jobs to do. Dismissed.”
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By the time you finish your chores for the day, you have convinced yourself that getting the rest of the team on board is essential to your successful completion of the mission. So you go in search of Yoongi.
You find him in his workshop. Pieces of an air filter are spread out on the workbench and he’s in the middle of cleaning it. You had forgotten that is the actual purpose of the workbench. So much for climbing on top of it and seducing him that way.
He looks up when you enter and you decide to cut to the chase. “I haven’t gotten your HR form yet.”
“Yeah…” He goes back to inspecting the clogged tube in front of him.
“You said you wanted to sign one with me.”
“I did say that, yes.”
“And now you don’t?” You thought if anyone was going to be supportive of the plan, it would be Yoongi.
He sets down the part he had been inspecting. “Have you really thought this through?”
“Yes!” You put your hands on your hips. “I made a whole powerpoint! With sources!!”
“I think it's a bad plan.” He picks up another long tube full of dust and threads a brush through it.
“I thought you’d be onboard with this plan. You said if I was fucking everyone, there’s no need for jealousy.”
“Yeah, well, I was wrong.” He sets the tube down and turns around to look at you directly. “ Is that really what you want?”
Why is he questioning you now? He was the one who put this whole idea in your head. He was the one who knew all your fantasies. “But you said…"
“I know what I said.” He begins pacing back and forth in front of the workbench. “But there’s a difference between a fantasy and a reality. You really want to have sex with a different man every day for 12 years on some kind of rotating daily schedule? Like how we water the crops?”
“You’re mad there’s a schedule?” You try to come closer to him, but he backs away from you, turning back to the air filter.
“Sexual desire doesn’t run on a clock, you know,” he says as he starts to pack up the equipment. “What if you’re not feeling it that day? What if they’re not?”
“I’m just trying to be fair to everyone.”
“But nobody actually gets what they want!” He throws his hands up in exasperation.
“And what do you want, Yoongi?”
He pauses, then deflates, dropping his hands to his sides. “Nevermind, forget about it.” He grabs a wet wipe off the shelf and begins cleaning the dust of his hands, not looking at you.
“No!” He’s the one who has been egging you on this whole time. “You were the one who was all ‘you have to fuck Jimin to save the mission’. You said you didn’t care if I fucked Jimin too. What do you want from me, Min Yoongi?”
“I’m going to go get some dinner.” He mutters, throwing the dirty wipe in the trash and turning to leave.
Oh no. He’s not going to escape you that easily. You need some straight answers. “You started all this, Yoongi! You said every man on this ship wanted to fuck me and none of them do! What was that?” You follow him down the hall toward the kitchen.
He stops and turns around in the middle of the hall. “This isn’t all on me! You made choices too!”
“Because of what I thought you wanted!” you yell back. “What is your deal? First you want me to fuck you, then you dont. Then you want me to fuck everyone and then you don’t. What do you want from me?” Your voice is echoing down the hallway but you are way past caring about it.
Yoongi opens and closes his mouth, then spins back around and heads for the kitchen, with you trailing behind him.
Jungkook is sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl of ramen. He looks up, startled as the two of you barge in.
“And what about you?” You fire the question at your youngest crew member. “Don’t you want to fuck me?”
The poor boy nearly chokes on his noodles. “I, um…” He swallows, wide eyes glancing between you and Yoongi.
You lean against the table next to Jungkook as Yoongi steps around the two of you to head for the pantry, but you see his fist clench as he walks by. You lean closer to Jungkook. “Didn’t you enjoy my video? Don’t you want to see the real thing?”
“Uh...” Jungkook glances at Yoongi again. “Maybe the two of you should talk this out…”
Yoongi’s hands tremble, but he doesn’t turn around, intent on starting the rice cooker. You turn your focus to Jungkook instead. “This isn’t about him. Whatever the flight engineer wants to do is up to him. He knows where I stand. This is about you and I.”  You are going to get a man on this ship to fuck you. Today.
“It’s not like I’m not interested…” Jungkook’s knee bounces up and down rapidly as he watches you. “But I told you I was in love with you and you literally had a panic attack.”
Oh right. That was back when you thought you still had a shot of stopping all this. Before half your crew had seen you naked. Before all of them had heard you having sex. Before you’d announced that you wanted all of them to fuck you. But you can still control this, if you can get them onboard with your plan.
Your tablet buzzes in your pocket. You pull it out to give yourself a moment to think. There’s a message from Jin.
Hey, come find me when you get this and we can talk. I’ll be in the kitchen.
You brace yourself for yet another rejection note. But you click on the attachment to instead find your HR form, Kim Seokjin’s signature scrawled right next to yours.
Holy shit. He signed it. Under no false pretenses. What do you do now?
“What is it?” Jungkook asks.  
But then Jin appears in the doorway. He startles when he sees you. “Oh! I thought you’d still be on shift.”
You shake your head. “You signed the form.”
“What? He did?” Jungkook asks.
“Oh, um, yeah,” Jin answers, laughing nervously. “That’s what you wanted right?”
“Yes, that’s what I wanted.” You stand up and move closer to your pilot. Jungkook crosses his arms. Yoongi finally turns around to observe the three of you.
Jin. Jin with his broad-shoulders and plump lips. Your friend. Your very handsome friend. He’s going to help you save the mission.
“You’re the first one I’ve gotten, so you can go first.”
“Wait, what?” Jin stammers. “But you and the commander?”
You shake your head. “He didn’t sign.”
“You and Taehyung though? I saw him take off his shirt and then cover the camera.”
“Oh right… sorry… I guess you’re the second one. But Tae’s still on shift.”
“Don’t forget about Jimin.” Yoongi helpfully chimes in.
Jin takes a step backward. “But I thought for sure these two…” He gestures at the other two men in the kitchen.
“Nope,” you move toward him. “Not yet.” You suddenly see a way to get them all on board at once.
“Oh, well, um...” His ears are bright red. “Maybe we can talk more about this after dinner?”
“That’s one option…” You lick your lips and find the top of your zipper with your hand, blushing as the next part of your plan unfolds in your mind. “Or you could fuck me now.”
“What?”
“Holy shit.” Jungkook mutters beside you.
Jin dives around you, moving toward the other side of the kitchen. “There are people eating here!”
“Nothing they haven’t seen before.” You begin unzipping your jumpsuit in what you hope is a seductive manner, rolling your hips as you follow him across the kitchen. You have both Jungkook and Yoongi’s rapt attention.
You take a cue from Taehyung and peel off your tank top, throwing it over the camera behind you, leaving you in a bra and the bottom half of your jumpsuit. “Though if these two are going to stay and watch, they better sign the forms as well.”
“Stay and watch?” Jin swallows, hands clenched at his sides.
You grab the waist of your jumpsuit, teasing it down just slightly as you make direct eye contact with Jungkook and then Yoongi. “What do you think boys? In or out?”
Jungkook lunges for his tablet. A satisfying ping on your own tablet confirms that this plan is working. Yoongi just crosses his arms and leans back against the counter.
You drop the jumpsuit, leaving you in nothing but your bra and underwear. You prop yourself up on the kitchen table next to Jungkook’s now cold bowl of ramen.
“What are you doing?” Jin asks, whole face beginning to turn red.
“Look…” You shimmy out of your bra straps so that your bra is only held in place by your hand. “I’m going to need you to fuck me right here on this table, Kim Seokjin. For the good of the mission.”
“Why does putting your bare ass on the surface where we eat help the mission?!”
“No more secrets. No more jealousy. Everything will be out in the open. Like the bonobos do.”
Your fingers tease at the clasp of your bra. All three men stare at you. You lock eyes with Yoongi, daring him to look away. Implement with full commitment. You drop your bra to the floor.
“Stop, stop!” Jin moves toward you as you slide your fingers into the band of your underwear. “Just hang on for one second.” He picks up your jumpsuit from the floor and comes closer, draping it around your shoulders in an attempt to cover you. “Look at me.” He grasps your chin and turns your gaze to meet his. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”
You lick your lips. “Yes.”
He kisses you, hard. It’s aggressive, urgent even. His hands are on your shoulders, then sliding down your back, pulling you toward him. Your eyes close as you momentarily lose yourself in it. Despite you begging him for it, it still surprises you how insistent he is. His hands keep sliding down your back, until they reach your buttocks, running over the thin cotton of your underwear and scooping you into his arms. You wrap your arms around his shoulders for balance, and then he is lifting off the table.
He breaks out of the kiss to pick you up even higher and then proceeds to throw you over his shoulder.
“Jin! What are you doing?” You kick your feet into the air.
“I am a man, not an ape,” he says, picking up your jumpsuit and bra and tossing them over his other shoulder.  “And if I’m going to fuck you, it’s going to be in the privacy of my own sleep pod, where the only man enjoying it is me.”
He hauls you ass first out into the hallway, with Jungkook and Yoongi both watching wide-eyed as you are carried away.
“I can walk,” you argue as Jin turns for the sleep pods.
“Nope,” replies Jin, readjusting you on his shoulder before carrying you down the hall.
As you reach the junction to the bridge, your ass runs into something warm and firm.
“What the-” says Namjoon. Your whole body flushes hot as you realize you’ve run butt-first into your commanding officer.
“Shit, sorry commander.” Jin laughs. “Excuse us,” Jin says and continues down the hallway, not setting you down or stopping.
Namjoon has pressed himself up against the wall with his hands in the air, a look of shock on his face. He looks like he is about to say something, but then Jin reaches his sleep pod and sets you down inside and you can’t see the commander anymore.
“Well, that was the best thing that has happened in a long time.” Jin chuckles as he closes the door. “The looks on Namjoon’s and Jungkook’s faces will power me for a year. You okay?” he asks, handing your bra and jumpsuit. “For the record, I’m not expecting anything else to happen here.”
“You don’t want to do anything else?” You hold up your jumpsuit to cover yourself, more disappointed than you would like to admit.
Jin eyes you up and down. “I mean… I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t interested, but that wasn’t my intention in bringing you here.”
“You hauled me half-naked to your bedroom and your intention wasn’t to have sex?”
“I know, I am such a gentleman, aren’t I?” He laughs, then shrugs. “Seemed like maybe you needed an out. Things were getting kind of crazy back there.”
“But you signed the form? Doesn’t that imply a sexual relationship?”
“I guess I’m not really a ‘sex in front of two other men before we’ve even been on a date’ kind of guy.”
“How about a ‘sex in the sleep pods’ kind of guy?”
“Are you even actually interested in me?” Jin asks, getting more serious. “Because none of what happened in the kitchen felt like it was about me. I don’t want to be some pawn in your plot to make Yoongi jealous.”
“It’s not about Yoongi!” You groan. “Why does everyone think this is about Yoongi?”
“Have you seen the two of you interact recently? There are some seriously repressed feelings going on there.”
You bang your head into the door of the sleep pod in frustration, before looking up at him. “You’re a very attractive man. Maybe I have feelings for you?”
He sighs. “Yeah, but you don’t. You can’t swap us out for each other.”
Shit. The way you’ve been treating the men is exactly how you feared they would treat you. While you fear being wanted because you’re the only woman, you’ve made all the men on the ship feel as though you think them interchangeable simply because they’re men.
“It never occurred to me that any of you would have real feelings for me.”
“Well, you are very dumb.”
“Hey…” You hit him gently on the chest. He catches your hand in his.
“Amazing they would trust such a crucial mission to someone who is so very stupid,” he teases, still holding your hand.
“I’m not this stupid about mission related stuff, just all this relationship crap.” You laugh softly.
“So tragic. Someone with so much training ought to have better sense.”
He squeezes your hand and you look into his eyes again. He smiles a soft reassuring smile and for the first time in weeks, you feel like maybe everything will be okay again at some point in the future.
“You’re a good man, Kim Seokjin.”
“Best man on the ship.” He chuckles.
“Kiss me again.”
He arches his eyebrows. “Why?”
“Because I want you to.”
“Are you sure?”
“Look there’s no one else here right? This is only about you. I want you.”
He kisses you again, tenderly this time. His warm arms wrap around and you realize you’re still naked except for your underwear. You curl into his embrace. He smells good, warm and manly, like good cologne. You run your hands over his muscular shoulders that you can feel through his clothes. It’s slow and leisurely, like you’re savoring each other.
“You sure you’re not a ‘sex in the sleep pods’ kind of guy?” You tease as you slide your thigh in between his legs and feel his erection pressing against you.
He groans, resting his head on your shoulder as you grind against him. “I’d like to think of myself as more of a ‘sex in the sleep pods after the third date’ kind of guy.”
You pause and look up at him surprised. “You want to go on a date?”
He nods. “At least three of them, in fact.”
You smile. “That would be nice. I’d like that.”
He kisses you behind your ear. “So are Mondays my day then? Can I take you on a date next Monday?”
You gasp as he rolls his hips against you, the heat of him seeping through his clothes. “That’s a long time to wait, especially if you’re going to make me wait through three of them.”
“I’m sure we can find other ways to entertain ourselves.” He cups your naked breast in his hand, massaging gently.
“Is there anything in particular you want to do today?” You palm his erection through his pants and he gasps.
“Stop that, you temptress…” He grits his teeth. “I’m trying to be a gentleman.”
“Aww, come on, there must be something I can do for you.”
“Well…” He bites his lip. “I will admit that I am awfully curious what was on that video that got five of my crew members suspended.”
“I could show you.” You start to shimmy down your underwear. “But there was no touching in the video.”
He kisses you one last time on the cheek, before pulling away and pressing himself into the opposite wall of the sleep pod. “Okay, show me. I’ll be good.” He puts his hands up by his head in mock innocence.
You finish removing your underwear, spreading your legs apart as best you can. You trail a hand down between your legs, finding yourself wet already. “It was me masturbating.” You tease around your clit without touching it directly.
He groans, hips kicking forward as he stays up against the wall. “Show me.”
“Well, first I took my fingers and sucked on them.” You narrate your actions as you wet your fingers. “Then I touched my nipples.” Your nipples harden before you’ve even touched them, but you continue to tease them for his benefit.
His eyes dart back and forth between your face, your breasts, and your spread legs, as if he can’t decide where he wants to look first. He licks his lips like a man starving. “Keep going.”
“I’m very wet.” You continue your narration as he clenches his fists. You run your fingers through your wet folds, then hold them up to show him. His hips buck again as he groans, still fully dressed and pressed to the wall. “And then I touched my clitoris.” It’s your turn to moan as you finally touch your swollen pleasure center, stroking slowly and keeping your eyes fixed on Jin.
“Goddamn…” He drops to his knees, hands resting at his sides, eyes fixed on your hand as it strokes around your clit.
“Do you wish it was your fingers right now, instead of mine?” you ask.
He nods, tongue darting out of the corner of his mouth. He begins inching toward you on his knees. “Do you think… maybe…?”
“I thought we said no touching,” you tease when he gets to your feet, his head level with your hand, eyes fixed on your wet cunt as you continue to touch yourself.
“I just…” His eyes flick up to meet yours. “I want to smell you.” A pulse of arousal rocks through you at how eager he is. You nod. He moves his nose right over your pubic mound and inhales a long slow savoring breath, tickling your hairs.
“Ah…” He releases a long, loud satisfied moan. His knuckles turn white, but his face is relaxed. “You smell amazing.” He inches even closer, just millimeters separating you from his face and inhales again.
“Oh shit.” You feel the pleasure skyrocketing as your orgasm catches you off guard. You grab him by the back of the head to stabilize yourself and his nose bumps firmly against your clit.
He groans again, loudly right against you as he grinds his nose into you, letting you ride his face as your orgasm washes over you. You thread your fingers through his hair to hold him in place. He wraps his hands around the back of your thighs to press himself into you harder. You cry out as waves of muscle contraction course through you over and over.
“Fuck…” you both say in unison as you collapse back against the door. Your eyes meet and you both start laughing. He places a light kiss right below your belly button before he gets up.
“Well, I see why that was worth getting suspended for,” he says, unzipping his jumpsuit and using the bottom of his shirt to wipe his face.
“And you didn’t even come yet.” You slide your underwear back up, wondering if he would consider a blowjob to be a step too far before your first date.
“Um, actually…” he gestures down at his crotch and the new wet spot you find there makes your pelvic muscles clench.
“You came in your pants? Over me?”
Jin laughs. “God, you have no idea how sexy you are, do you?” He picks up your clothing off the floor, before kissing you softly on the forehead. “I will have a hard time waiting for Monday.”
“Me too.” You mutter and get a sudden sinking feeling. You don’t want this to be over right now. You want to stay here with him, to cuddle and be held by him, but you have made this very clear to everyone involved that these dalliances are not relationships. It’s just sex. And now the sex is over. Until next week.
You slip back into your clothes and give him one last kiss. You tablet pings as you head out into the hallway and you fish it out of your pocket.
Yoongi: Okay, I’m in.
Below his message is his signed HR form. A swell of smug satisfaction makes you smile as you cross the hall and climb into your own pod. You open up a group message for the five men whose signed forms you now have in your possession and type out the following:
Mondays: Jin
Tuesdays: Jungkook
Wednesdays: Taehyung
Thursdays: Jimin
Fridays: Yoongi
“Saturday and Sunday to be determined,” you whisper to yourself as you hit send.
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RM x Ji-eun
Ji-Eun (RM’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Ji-eun in her office
Other Half * - Namjoon reads to Ji-eun during a late night discussion.
Jin x Min-seo
 Min-Seo (Jin’s wife) * - A solo artwork of Min-seo and her puppy Bomi on the day she finds out she is pregnant
Jin and Min-Seo on a night out * - A scene from ‘Jin’s stag (bachelor) Party’ of him and his fiance
Settling Down * -  A scene of Jin and his wife (and their dog) while she is heavily pregnant
Suga x Jeong-sun
Suga smoking * - A scene from our fic ‘Suga and Jeong-sun break up’
Jeong-sun (Suga’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Jeong-sun at work in the pharmacy
Suga and Jeong-sun making love in his car * (NSFW) - A scene from our fic ‘Stranded’
Suga introduces Jeong-sun as his girlfriend * - A scene from  the fic ‘A Reunion’ where Yoongi finally reveals his relationship to the members
Comfort * - Set post marriage, they take a moment together while she studies for her nursing exams
J-Hope x Nana
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Can I Help? * - A scene of them cooking together
Bath Time * (NSFW) - A scene of them taking a bath together
Jimin x Ara
Ara (Jimin’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Ara in her bedroom
Ara dressed up * - A solo artwork of Ara after she becomes an Idol
Your Turn * - Jimin and Ara enjoying some alone time with home beauty treatments
V x Cassandra
Cassandra (V’s girlfriend) * (NSFW) - A solo artwork of Cassandra on the day she met Taehyung, in her dressing room
Queen of the Fairies  * (NSFW) - Taehyung and Cassandra on the day they met, with her still in costume
Candid Afternoon -  * (NSFW) - Taehyung casually photographs his girlfriend in the nude on a lazy day.
V x Da-eun
Da-eun (V’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork depicting Da-eun, Taehyung’s second headcanon girlfriend, in casual autumnal clothing
Jungkook x Young-soon
Young-Soon (Jungkook’s girlfriend) * - A solo artwork of Young-soon in her new apartment, moving in
Better Together * - A scene of Jungkook and Young-soon after a workout
Snow Day * - Jungkook and Young-soon (with her bleach hair) build a snow man
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Jin’s Wedding (OC girlfriend reveal) * - A scene from Jin’s Wedding depicting J-Hope, Nana, Young-soon, Cassandra, Ji-eun and Ara
Unfinished works * - a collection of images including solo portraits of Jeong-sun, Nana and Da-eun, some group images of the girlfriends, Suga and J-Hope, and some couple images including Suga x Jeong-sun.
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A sketch of J-Hope (tear version) 
I’m a King (Agust-D Daechwita sketch)
I’m a Boss (Agust-D Daechwita sketch)
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How they would react watching a supernatural documentary with you / their girlfriend (all members) 
They accidentally hurt you during sex (all members)
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bts-hyperfixation · 3 years
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Another Failed Pregnancy Test.
Warning: This is a reaction to Y/N struggling to conceive. I have added the majority under the cut as I know it can be triggering.
BTS reactions to you finding it difficult to get pregnant
Namjoon
You've been trying to conceive pretty much since your honeymoon… 2 years ago
He is smiling and trying to reassure you
The smile doesn't reach his eyes anymore
The doctor can't find anything wrong making it even more frustrating
The next night you come home to a perfectly catered date night flower petals, non pregnancy-oriented food, cocktails, and a movie set up on the projector facing the hot tub
You try to talk about your options but namjoon shushes shipped every time tonight is a night to let go
A few days later you research fostering can't hurt to help and love more kids while you keep trying
The more the merrier in your home
Seokjin
 You had decided to wait
BTS were the height of their careers when you got married and he still had military service left fulfil
A decision you regret as you stand hands entwined together in your bathroom 6 years into your marriage and another white stick showing a negative result
The doctors told you it be difficult but not impossible and that little shining thread was keeping you going
He pulls you in close and whispers the same affirmations as last time and the time before
He mostly just holds you so you can't see the tears in his eyes despite the fact you know they’re there
Yoongi
Baby number one came so easily
Your perfect little honeymoon baby born nine months to the day after your wedding
Around his 2nd birthday he asked for a baby brother or sister. You and Yoongi agreed it would be the right time to try again
But then his third birthday rolls around
Then his 4th
And his fifth
Still no joy
Luckily as he gained more friends he stopped asking but it didn't make you any less sad
Eventually doctors managed to find a complication they must have missed from your original pregnancy referring you to IVF or surrogacy
It hurts a little too much to think of someone else carrying your baby right now.
Hoseok
Hobi is the best at hiding his sad feelings
The first year and a half didn't even seem to dent him
Ever the optimist
He doesn't let you see the panic as he holds you close
You find the facility letter hidden in his desk while searching for a pen
It’s late when he comes home from practise you shower him with affection making him laugh and try to hold you at bay
He takes off his shoes and lets you lead him to his study
“Why didn't you tell me?”
“I didn't want to worry you”
“In sickness and in health Hobi.”
You open the letter together.
Jimin
Every negative is a challenge to Jimin
More research
New exercises
Food from old wives tales
Anything that could possibly have any effect
You draw a line at ice baths whole lemons trying to talk him down
It's only been 12 months and you’re young
You have time
You force him to relax.
You hide his books from him and turn the Wi-Fi off when he gets that look in his eyes.
Taehyung
Tae wants an army of his own
His own Vonn Trapp family production
And slowly he took you from two kids to four
Problem was you were struggling with one
The longer the negatives went on the more worried you got about not being able to give tae the only thing he'd ever asked you for
Your heart broke more every time he squeezed your hand and told you that you could just try again
You went to get checked without him
But he picked up the phone when they called with the results
He cried for a long time when you realised you were scared to tell him how worried you were
He spent ages reassuring you that just you are enough for him, and there were other options to have kids if you’re open to them, but he is happy staying just the two of you.
He was so busy trying to make you feel better, it slipped his mind for a little too long the doctor said you were medically fine.
Jungkook
Funny thing is for the first test you had been hoping for a negative result
You had been dating for two years and it was just after a world tour, and you’d forgotten to be careful.
It was the longest 2 minutes of your life but when it was over you weren't relieved
You turn to find JK with the same confused disappointment written all over his face
It's a long night of serious conversations that follows
Somehow landing on the decision that a mini you running around wouldn't be the worst idea
Sadly, the world had other plans
A year later you're engaged but still without child this was the last try before you went back onto birth control in order to set a wedding date that you could enjoy without pregnancy ruining the day
More than a little dismayed not to have your own little flower girl or page boy.
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Chapter Nine: "Kaleidoscope of Chaos": A Yandere Kim Taehyung Story
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Plus size female, yandere.
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Warning: does contain yandere themes and therefore some sensitive content. Also of you are under 18 please leave as this will contain some mature themes. Obviously, I dont BTS nor do I think Taehyung would exhibit this type of behavior. It's purely a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy and come along for the journey.
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Taehyung stood outside of the building, slowly pulling the smoke into his lungs to calm his nerves.
On the one hand, he was very excited to see Jess.
He'd been anxious since she'd left that morning and the longer they were apart, the more irritable he seemed to get.
However, the other part of him was increasingly worried about her meeting the others.
He did value the opinion of the others.
They'd been a part of each other's lives for so long now.
They'd become brothers.
They were his family.
But also, he was slightly territorial.
Not jealous, per say.
More worried.
He knew she was just as crazy as he was and he was concerned that something would happen that would spark feelings of anger and insecurity in him and that he would react in a way that might push her away.
He knew what he was willing to do to keep her… but he would rather it not get to that point.
But realistically, he knew she was right.
She was going to have to meet them all eventually.
They were going to be together forever after all.
He dropped the cigarette to the ground, crushing it with the toe of his shoe and reached for another when he realized that had been his last one.
He made a mental note to get some more later.
Something so small was sometimes such an issue.
It was no secret that he smoked and had for a while but being in the public eye, especially an idol, got such a reaction from some people.
Regardless of the fact that he was a grown man.
He was well aware of the fact that smoking wasn't healthy but neither was a mental breakdown and some times a little nicotine gave him a moment of clarity to keep from going off the deep end.
A necessary trick to have up your sleep when you were already as batshit crazy as Taehyung.
"Wanna hit this?"
His brows furrowed at the question but the moment he saw the sparkly pink boots he rolled his eyes, a smirk crawling across his features.
His dark orbs trailed up her soft curvaceous form to see Jess impishly grinning at him, her vape danging between her fingers.
"Yes." he winked and she giggled.
"I'm not sure you're thinking what I'm thinking." she teased.
"Oh, I bet I am." he scoffed. "You succubus."
"I'm not a demon!" she laughed.
"Oh, yes, you are." he said, reaching out and taking her vape before taking a hit off it.
He savored the taste on his tongue for a second as the cloud rolled out around him.
"What is this flavor?" he asked.
"I think it's called lemonberry." she said, peeking into her bag to look for her vape juice.
The little bag was ridiculous.
A little backpack with iridescent fairy wings attached to it.
He would expect nothing less.
"It is lemonberry. Flavors of raspberry and lemon. I'm not gonna lie. I got it because it was pretty. I just liked the packaging." she said, hitting her vape when he passed it back to her.
"I like it. Taste good." he said before smirking at her. "I mean I know of something that tastes better but I can't exactly have you on my tongue right now."
"Well, I mean, technically you could. We'd probably get arrested for public indecency but, like, it is possible. Or I guess, we could find a closet or something but I don't exactly like doing it in the dark. Unless there are black lights and body paint involved. That could be fun, I guess. Maybe we could-"
Taehyung just stood there, staring at her, a stupid smile on his face as he watched his quirky woman ramble on.
He loved it when she got off on one of her tangents.
It was like a peek inside of her beautiful mind.
"Hey." he cut her off and her bright green-hazel eyes focused on him.
"Huh?"
"Come give me a kiss." he said. "I need it. I'm kinda having a bad day."
She closed the gap instantly, pecking his lips and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"What's wrong?"
Taehyung was careful to pull her into a more secluded area so they wouldn't be seen.
It wasn't that he cared if anyone saw.
At point, he had just said fuck it.
But he didn't exactly want to deal with any comments at the moment.
He knew that day would come eventually but in that moment, he kinda wanted to enjoy the sanctuary and just be in their little bubble.
"I've just missed you a lot." he said, pulling her soft body into his and nuzzling his head into her hair.
The little curls were springing out of her messy bun and it was beginning to frizz a little from the slight humidity of spring.
"I've missed you too." she said nuzzling her nose against his. "What else is wrong? Something bothering you? Do I need to beat em up? Are you hungry? I brought food. You stressed? Wound up? You need your dick sucked?"
Taehyung burst into laughter, hiding his face in her neck, his chest shaking from amusement at this woman and her pure lack of any type of filter.
"Tae? Babe? I mean, I'm serious. Like we can find a closet and get this shit knocked out in like five minutes. I know your spots now, love." she said trying to get a glimpse of his face.
He was almost wheezing at this point.
"Uh… should I call for help?"
"I think we should just back away slowly, Jiminie."
The both of them turned to look at the source of the new voices to see two sets of expressive dark eyes looking at them.
Two thirds of the maknae line had come to find their missing piece only to find him doubled over in laughter over a woman they'd never seen before.
"You must be Jess."
Jimin had been the first to speak and though he was calm on the outside, his very thinly veiled excitement shown in his voice.
Taehyung was his soulmate after all.
His best of friends.
And he'd been curious about this mystery woman for a while now.
He was hoping that he was correct in his assumption.
Jungkook's brow lifted at her, partially because she was new and partially because of her outfit.
The sparkly pink combat boots, the iridescent butterfly backpack, the neon pink crop top and black almost futuristic inspired skirt with slits on the side that showed off a rather impressive set of legs.
He wasn't a neanderthal but also… thighs.
Jungkook approved of the legs at least because god damn, those were some nice looking legs.
"It is I, the great and powerful Jess." she said, offering them a smile and a half hearted bow as Taehyung was still kinda leaning on her. "Nice to meet you.
The pair of them returned the gesture before introducing themselves in turn.
"What you got there?" Jungkook asked curiously eyeing the bags swinging from her arm. His sensitive nose already had a pretty good idea and the bottomless pit that was his stomach was already jonesing for a bite.
"Oh, I brought food." she said. "Tae said it would be you guys, Yoongi and Namjoon. So I brought pizza. Well, I got pizza and breadsticks initially. And then I saw they had cheese sticks and also wings and then I saw the cookie cake and then they had little little brownie bite things. I may have gotten carried away…"
"Marry her." Jungkook said looking at the bags. "If you don't, I will."
Taehyung pulled her a little tighter into his arms as he straightened up.
Jungkook meant nothing by it really.
He was just teasing as usual and slightly hypnotized by the promise of food.
"Let us help you." Jimin said as he stepped forward to take the bags.
"Thank you." she smiled gratefully. "I think my arm was about to fall off." Taehyung stepped forward to grab the bags from Jimin, "I'll carry it."
Jimin lifted a brow at him, "We can all help. There's a lot there. You don't have to carry it all."
"I got it." he said.
He wasn't too sure as to why he felt it so imperative that he be the one to carry her things but he did and he wasn't budging.
To cover his suspicious behavior he added, "Besides, someone has to guard it from the black hole over there or it will never make it inside."
Jungkook pouted slightly though both Jimin and Taehyung knew he wasn't offended… because he knew it was actually very likely.
"I wouldn't eat it all." he said. "Besides, we need to feed Suga hyung at least. He's been in there all day."
Taehyung and Jimin shared a look and promptly burst into laughter.
"Hey!" Jungkook said, actually pouting this time.
"Aww, poor Jungkook." Jess laughed and went to stand next to him, patting his back. "They're just big bullies aren't they? Come on, I still got the brownie bite box in my purse. I'll let you pick the biggest one. Let's go, Jungkook-ah."
And the little shit had the nerve to play into it.
"Thanks, Jess Noona. I'm so glad to finally have someone on my side. They're all so mean to me." he said.
Jimin and Taehyung laughed out of pure shock.
"You're the most spoiled one here!" Jimin laughed.
"Poor Jungkook-ah." Jess said, reaching out and taking his hand. "Come on, honey. Let's go. Noona will make it better."
Taehyung's eye twitched at the contact and the term of endearment.
He let it go for the moment as they weren't alone but there was a slight flame of fury burning in his chest.
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.
He knew it was necessary to be around the others.
He knew both she and Jungkook were just playing.
And in reality he knew he should've been happy to see them carrying on.
Especially Jungkook, who was usually more quiet and withdrawn with new people.
This should've been a good sign.
'She's fitting right in' he told himself.
'She's already part of the family' he thought.
But a nagging little thought in the back of his head had planted a seed.
And he hated it.
If that was the seed, he wanted to burn the whole garden.
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