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instakpop · 5 years

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RM scenario - Dangerous woman

Requested by anon

Genre: Mafia!au

Summary: As years passed after your father’s passing, you became the top don. It wasn’t until a smart-mouthed caporegime came along that you set titles aside and give in to your primal desires.

Like a deer in open season, you were being watched, stalked every second of the day. No one expected your father, the most powerful mafia boss, to turn over his empire to his only daughter. No one thought you had it in you, that is until you carried out your first big deal. At a glance, it was just a card game, but the ego-driven old men you were playing against clearly underestimated you. You walked away with eight million dollars and the respect of every other boss in the game.

From that day on, you were addicted to the danger. Walking that line of friend and foe was a real tightrope walk, but the adrenaline was unmatched by anything you’ve ever experienced.

The whole city was your queendom. Those bold enough to cross you were sent back to their territory with their tail between their legs. The atmosphere changed in every room you entered, crowds parted like the red sea and, everyone stared in wae of what you would do next.

Your office phone rang and you answered immediately. “Yes?”

“There’s someone here to meet with you. He won’t give his name.” One of your associates said. The confusion was clear in his tone, but you didn’t have time for mind games.

“Well make him. I don’t have any meetings scheduled today.” You hung up without giving him time to respond.

Once again, your phone rang. “What?”

“His name is Kim Namjoon.”

The name rang a bell in your mind, enough to give him a chance. “Fine. Let him up.” You hung up and sorted out your desk, hiding anything that could give away your… plans.

A few knocks sounded at your door and two of your men opened the double doors, letting in who you assumed to be Namjoon.

“Don Y/l/n. Always a pleasure.” He said, extending his hand.

“Have we met?” You asked shaking his hand.

“A few times. You may remember me from the gala fallout a few months back.” That night was one to be remembered. You were ambushed by one of your rivals, but naturally, they didn’t succeed. As always, you were one step ahead.

“Oh, yes. That was not the best night ever. I thought I recognized your name though.” You offered him a seat and he gladly accepted. “So what brings you here.”

“I have a matter of some delicacy to discuss. I was told you were planning on attending my boss’ birthday celebration… Don Kim?”

“Yes. Why?”

“He’s been told you’re considering breaking the alliance. I’m here to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

Your eyebrow raised. “Oh really? What if I was considering breaking the alliance. What would you possibly do about it?”

“Don Y/l/n. I assure you I’m no threat. I’m just here to confirm that what he heard is just a rumor.”

“Well, I can tell you that it is a rumor, however, between you and me, if I were to break the alliance, I would have made a much bigger scene about it rather than just let it pass through the rumor mill.”

You both sat there in silence, staring each other down. You weren’t so sure about this guy. Namjoon broke eye contact. “Well, then we’re in agreement.”

“I suppose we are.”

The smirk on his face grew as he stood up. “You know. If I didn’t know any better, I’d find you were attractive.”

“Excuse me? What do you know better?”

“I know what you capable of. Always thinking up ways to cut people down. Just the sound of your name can strike fear in people’s hearts, which is why I can assume you’ll be going home to no one tonight?”

You rose from your seat as your blood started to boil. “Mr. Kim, if you are trying to imply-”

“I’m not implying. I’m observing. You're surrounded by men every day and yet, no one has the nerve to make a move.” Namjoon stepped closer to your side of the desk as he continued. “I can tell it’s been a while since you’ve been touched… or kissed... or fucked…”

You gasped, shocked at how blunt he was being. All you had to do was press the little red button on your office phone and your men would drag him out of the building. And yet, you just stood there, amazed by him. He was right. No one would dare speak to you the way he just did.

“Now, let’s say a man who you were clearly attracted to walked into your office and spoke to you the way I just did? Would you take him out… or take him on the desk?”

Your heart was pounding, your pupils dilated and your womanhood started to throb with lust. You grabbed him by his tie and pulled him in. Your lips crashed together. Namjoon’s strong hands held your back, pressing you to his hard body. Your hips bucked, feeling his growing erection. His lips were so soft, but his kiss was so rough.

Namjoon broke away long enough to clear a space for you on your deck. He lifted you onto the hard surface before returning his lips to yours. His hands wandered all over your body, stripping you out of your clothes. Soon enough your bare chest was pressed to his designer suit. He unzipped his pants, releasing his hard cock before teasing your slit with his tip.

“Tell me what you want.” He ordered. His kissed along your ear, trying to get you to melt in his hands, but he seems to forget who he’s dealing with.

Suddenly, your fingers laced into his hair, pulling his head away. Namjoon looked at you in shock before you pushed him onto your chair. You straddled his hips, taking charge and forced yourself down onto his rock-hard shaft. His mouth fell open as you started moving up and down.

You both kept your moans to a minimum so as not to alert the goons standing outside. You rocked your hips back and forth between thrusts to add to the friction. Namjoon’s grip on your ass tightened before giving you a playful spank.

Just then, you heard knocking at the door. “Boss? You alright?”

“Don’t come in! I'll handle this!” You hollered.

“I bet you will,” Namjoon said, pulling your hips down onto him.

“Shut up.” You hissed.

Your thrusts grew rough, Namjoon’s head fell back and he bucked his hips. You both went out of sync in seconds, falling headfirst into your orgasm. You bounced on his lap, biting your lip to silence your self. You grinded your pelvis onto him, settling from your climax. He looked up at you with a smirk while catching his breath.

“I guess I was wrong. You haven’t lost anything.” He said.

You got off his lap, realizing what you’ve just done. He just made you so crazy! You’ve been harnessing all that tension and rage for ages. It was only a matter of time.

You quickly got dressed, shielding yourself from his wandering eyes. “You can’t tell a soul about this. If you so much as drop a hint, I have two soldiers on the other side of that door who can beat you into a pillar of salt.”

Namjoon stood up and raised his hands in surrender. “You have my word. Besides, I don’t want this to be our only... meeting.”

You stared at him for a moment with arrow eyes, thinking about his proposal. “Time will tell.” You walked toward the door, pausing before opening it. “I’ll walk you out.”

“Why?”

“Those goons heard a smacking noise and I told them ‘I’ll handle it’. If you walk out alone, I can assure you, you’ll be on their list.”

“Noted.” He came up beside you, placing his hand at the small of you back until you swatted it away. You opened the door, shoving the two men out of your way.

“Move! This way, Mr.Kim.” You both walked out of the building side by side until you reached the parking area.

“Until next time, Don y/l/n,” Namjoon said with a sly smile.

THE END

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dope-scenarios · 5 years

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boyfriend!jin;

idk, i really love these kind of things. i wanted to make my own series of it. :)) of course, i will be doing for all the members, first up is our oldest JIN. :D

loves to cook for you

like, you two wouldn’t go out and eat much cuz that boy gots skills in cooking and he wants to show off for you ;)

his food is always MUY BUENO tho

sometimes he would give you cooking lessons as well

you’d be like wtf tho - like i didn’t ask for this shit oops

but he’d give you that look like - gurl you betta help me or you ain’t getting any food

and then of course, you’d give in and be his assistant.

once in a while, he’d love to set up the table really prettily i.e flowers, candles, oof maybe even with little chocolates for dessert ;) haha

he’s a gentleman and would love to do all these romantic shit with you

he’s not going to be super BIG on skinship

when you two are out in public, he’d be most likely holding your hand only, so you don’t wander off lol

sometimes, just sometimes, if his hand gets sweaty or too lazy, he’d place an arm around your waist or shoulder :’)

he wouldn’t mind buying you WHATEVER you wanted, cuz like i said, he is a gentleman and would always do whatever to make you happy

he’d love to stroll around in his car with you all the time

i think because he rarely gets to drive, besides taking jungkook to school sometimes, he’d always like it whenever he can drive you around...it’ll make him feel like a man lol

always showing and boasting about himself tho

like you would kinda get tired/annoyed of it, BUT he’s yo bae and so you would just happily listen as he boast about himself

of course, he’d compliment you as well, but then he goes right back to talking about himself

“you look so beautiful today”

“awe than-”

“but i look better” muahahahaha, some type shit like that

but lowkey tho, he always compliments you because he wants to and wants to always tell you how an amazing, beautiful, etc. person you are.

he’d be a great listener.

he’ll listen to your problems while wrapping his arms around you and just listen away to whatever you had to say to him.

his kisses are SOFT. you see his thick lips....UHH THAT’S SOFT KISSES LIPS YO.

he’s very sexy but a gentleman and will just treat you right because he knows to. :’)

#this is short #this was in my drafts for years now #jin #kim seokjin #jin scenarios #boyfriend jin #seokjin #bts #bangtan #bangtan boys #seokjin scenatios #jin as a boyfriend #enjoy yo :)

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boop-bri · 7 years

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Blind Date

Written by: Admin Hobicat

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 2,848

Genre: Maybe Fluff? I Honestly Don’t Know Lol

Not Requested

AN: An old Yoongi fic I did just for the hell of it. I tried to edit it to not suck so bad, but if it still sucks oh well I tried lmao. I’m only putting it up to get rid of the fics I already have written before I upload new ones i’ve written. Hope you enjoy it.

Blind dates. I never liked them. They’re awkward, sometimes boring and you can meet some major weirdos. All in all blind dates are terrible yet here I am standing in front of this random guys house. Staring down at my phone with the address he texted me I suddenly wanted to turn around and just pretend I was sick. My friend set me up with some guy named Yoongi, but apparently he liked to be called Suga. What kind of nickname is that? Normally I wouldn’t say this about my best friend but she’s horrible. Setting me up with this guy because she felt like I needed to get back out there.

According to my best friend he’s perfect for me. Like she hadn’t said that for all the other guys she tried to set me up with. It’s not like I need a guy anyway. I’m perfectly fine binge watching Netflix and eating pizza all by myself. Just because she’s ‘found the one’ doesn’t mean I have to find a guy too, but oh well might as well give it a shot. What’s the worst thing that can happen?

Taking a deep breath I knock on the door. A few minutes go by before the door finally opens and let me tell you in that moment I think I died. Literally I think I saw the light and everything. He couldn’t be real there’s just no way. There Yoongi stood in all his handsome glory covered in sauce and a spoon in his hand. Even covered in food he managed to look good. We stood there for a few seconds just staring at each other.

“Um you want to come in?” God even his voice is perfect.

I opened my mouth to answer him but no words came out. Nodding my head I looked down suddenly feeling extremely shy. I saw him move to the side and stepped through the doorway. He closed the door behind me and silence fell between us again. What words do you even say to someone like him?

Instead of talking he began walking into the kitchen and I followed behind him. Looking up I gasped and covered my mouth at the sight. Did a soccer team come through here? What happened?! Everything has food over it and I mean everything. From the fridge to the floor to the cabinets there was sauce. It honestly looked like a science experiment gone wrong. That’s when I began to worry.

“Sorry about the mess. I was cleaning it up when you showed up. I didn’t expect you to come early.” Suga looked away while scratching the back of his neck.

Even that small action was attractive. Curse him and his perfectness. I shook my head and sighed. Even though the kitchen was a mess I could tell that he tried, if the pot of sauce bowling over was anything to go by. I smiled a little, grabbed the mop leaning on the wall and began mopping.

“It’s okay. I should have came later. It’s just a bad habit of mine to be early or on time. Why don’t you go get cleaned up and I’ll straighten this mess up.” I said while continuing to mop.

I was already nearly halfway done with the floor when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Tensing up a little I turned my head to look at Suga. My heart fluttered and I’m sure I was bright red. The smile on his face made my knees wobble and my stomach clench. How could a simple smile make me wanna cry?

“Thank you so much. I know this isn’t how you pictured the date going, but I promise I’ll fix it anyway I can. I won’t take too long so you won’t have to clean all this up by yourself.” With that he left.

It took me way too long to get back to normal. I had to pinch myself just to snap out of the daze I was in. All he did was smile at me and touch much my shoulder why am I freaking out so much. Okay (Y/N) calm down. You haven’t been on a date in almost a year that’s the only reason. With that thought in mind I began cleaning again. Time went by and I nearly had everything clean. All that was left was the pot that boiled over. Feeling quite proud of myself I began to pat my back.

“Wow I can’t believe you’re almost done. It would have taken me forever to clean all this up. I feel bad you cleaned all this up by yourself though. How about I order some pizza and we just watch a movie? You can pick the movie.” Turning to face Suga I nearly groaned at the sight of him.

His black hair looked slightly damp, the blue highlights in his hair seemed to look brighter than before, and the plain white tee he wore hugged his body. He sheepishly placed his hand at the back of his neck and rubbed it. There he goes again touching his neck. This man is going to be the death of me.

“It’s okay. I’m use to cleaning for others. I share a dorm with three other people who aren’t the best at cleaning. I pretty much cook and clean all the time. Pizza and a movie sounds like a great idea.”

“That explains why it didn’t take you long. I don’t clean often. Way too lazy for that if I’m being honest.” Suga chuckled a little and took his phone out of his pocket probably to call Pizza Hut.

Turning back to face the stove I moved the pot to the sink, poured some soap in and turned the water on. While the water ran I wiped up the sauce off the stove and turned the water off just as it was about to overflow in the pot.

“What kind of pizza do you like?”

“Cheese.”

“Really? Just cheese? Isn’t that a little boring?” The teasing tone of his voice for some reason slightly irritated me. Turning around to face him I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

“What do you have against cheese pizza?” I asked while raising my eyebrow. Suga smirked and shook his head.

“Nothing just think it’s a little boring is all.”

“Well for your information cheese pizza may be ‘boring’ but it’s delicious.” Suga shrugged, a smirk on his face, and went back to ordering the pizza.

Since the kitchen was all clean I decided to go into the living room. It was pretty cozy looking. A plain black and red color scheme with splashes of other colors thrown about to make it not so plain. I plopped down on the couch and sighed. This had to be the most comfortable couch I’ve ever sat in. It seemed to mold to my body the longer I sat. Picking up the remote off the coffee table I started scrolling through the guide, looking for something interesting to watch.

“Well the pizza will be here in about twenty minutes. Did you find something to watch?” I shook my head and kept scrolling. A few minutes went by before I gave up.

“Why is there never anything to watch on TV?” Mumbling to myself I frowned and leaned back into the couch.

“Well why don’t we check Netflix. I go on there pretty often when I’m not working on my music.” Yoongi said while sitting down on the other end of the couch. I perked up at the mention of Netflix before I realized what he said.

“You make music?” Genuinely curious I turned to look at Yoongi. He nodded and smiled a little. His eyes seemed to light up at the mention of music.

“I make hip hop music. I compose my own music and write my own lyrics. My dream is to be a famous rapper one day. For everyone to hear my music.”

The more he talked about it the bigger his smile grew till his gums showed. It wasn’t long before I found myself smiling along with him. Anyone could tell that he’s incredibly passionate about his music. Seeing him like this, gummy smile and bright eyes, made my heart flutter while butterflies filled my stomach.

“Maybe I could hear one of your songs one day?” He nodded before turning back to the TV and turning in Netflix. Time seemed to fly by kind of quickly. Before I knew it we had picked a movie and the pizza man showed up.

“Are you sure you don’t want to watch something else?” This had to be the third time he’s asked me this same question. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes yet again.

“For the third time, yes I am sure I want to watch this. Do you want to watch it? I can handle scary movies. It’s okay if you can’t I won’t hold it against you.” He scoffed, muttering under his breath, and pressed play.

We were halfway through the movie and nothing scary had happened at all. This movie was turning out to be really boring. Seeing as the movie was incredibly boring I decided to watch something, or should I say someone, more interesting. Every now and then I would steal glances at Yoongi while eating his pizza. He is literally a sight to behold. He even made eating pizza look hot. Bless my best friend for setting this up. I so owe her. Except for having to clean up his mess earlier the date is going pretty smoothly.

Oh my fuck. Yoongi licked his lips and smirked. Let me just say that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. All I wanted to do in that moment was kiss him. My body felt on fire at the thought of his lips on mine. It was like a burning need began to rage within me. Squeezing my hand into fists I looked away from him to try and regain some sort of control. If I looked at him any longer who knows what thoughts would swirl through my mind.

I turned my gaze back onto the tv and gasped. The leading lady had just been sawed in half. I clearly missed a lot. A couple more minutes went by and off went the movie. I can’t believe I spent most of the movie just staring at him.

“Its safe to say that movie was boring. Pretty funny though, but terrible. Besides it was hard to focus on the movie with you staring at me.” Fuck he noticed. I blushed and looked down at my lap.

“Sorry.” I muttered and tucked some hair behind my ear.

“Its okay. I was staring at you too.” My breath caught in my throat and I froze. Did I just hear him right? No he must have said something else.

“You’re really beautiful by the way. I didn’t get a chance to tell you that earlier so I figured now would be a good time to say it.” My eyes widened as Suga moved closer to me.

He placed his hand on my thigh and rubbed it a little. I just kept quiet, surprised at how forward he was being. When I didn’t say anything back to him he slowly moved his hand off my thigh and moved back to his original spot. My shyness would choose now of all times to make an appearance.

“It’s getting pretty late. You should probably be getting home now. Its not safe to be leaving so late.” Ouch. Why did it feel like he was trying to get rid of me?

“Yeah you’re probably right. I have to get up early so I guess I’ll be going.”

I stood up, made my way towards the door and slipped my shoes on. My heart hurt a little at how cold he seemed to be all of a sudden. What happened to the Yoongi that was smiling and teasing me? I opened the door and frowned. Rage suddenly filled me.

“I know this was probably a hassle for you. Having to spend your money on me. You probably expected something else to happen. Well sorry I’m not that easy. If that’s what you’re looking for then go to a club or something. This was a complete waste of time.”

Just as I was about to walk out the door a pair of hands grabbed my arm and pulled me back in. The door closed behind me and everything seemed to happen pretty fast after that. I hadn’t even realized that I closed my eyes until I felt Yoongi press his body against mine.

My eyes snapped open and widened. He was so close, too close. His lips were so close to mine all I had to do as lean forward and our lips would touch.

“When my friend told me he was setting me up on a blind date with his girlfriends best friend I was completely against it. Blind dates are stupid and just bad in general, but the moment I saw you I was glad I didn’t cancel like I planned on.” My heart was beating a mile a minute. He leaned closer to me, his breath tickling my ear and driving me crazy at the same time.

“Just so you know I don’t regret buying you pizza or think you’re easy. In fact I think you’re incredibly adorable. Especially when you would glance at me like you thought I wouldn’t notice. Every time you would look at me and bite your lip I had to keep myself from kissing you. I figured that would be moving too fast.” He stopped talking for a second to place his hands on either side of my head. As he stared down at me with that smirk on his face I could feel myself getting weaker.

“I never thought this night was a waste of time by the way. I don’t know about you but I really enjoyed myself.” I realized that he probably expected me to say something to him but in all honestly I could barely think straight with him so close to me. Taking a deep breath I pulled the strength from deep inside of me and opened my mouth to speak him.

“I was having fun but you suddenly acted cold and I didn’t know what I did wrong.” Suga frowned and placed his left hand on my cheek.

“I do that sometimes. It’s a bad habit. Probably why I can’t keep a girlfriend but I promise you that you did nothing wrong.”

“Really?”

“Really. I know I said that I didn’t want to move too fast but I really want to kiss you right now. If that’s okay with you.” Aww he’s asking for my permission. Can he get any better?

Nodding my head I felt my eyes close as I waited for him to kiss me. It didn’t take him long before his lips were placed on mine. At first it was just a small peck then it escalated to a gentle kiss and ended up being passionate. Our lips moved in sync, bodies pressed together and tongues battling for dominance. In the end Yoongi won.

His tongue ran over mine and explored every inch of my mouth. I couldn’t help but moan into the kiss as his hands roamed my body. My hands gripped and pulled at his hair causing him to let out a soft moan. I take back what I said about him licking his lips being the sexiest thing ever. His moan took first place. We stood there, making out for awhile before we had to pull away for air. Both of us were breathing heavy and if the dark look in Yoongis eyes were anything to go by he didn’t want to stop. Hell neither did I, but I knew and he knew that we should before things went too far.

Moving away from me he smiled his wife gummy smile that warmed my heart. My legs already felt like jello from that make out session, but his smile was making it even harder to stand on my own. He seemed notice and pulled me to him. His arms wrapped around me while his chin laid on my head.

“I know you have to go now but I would love to take you on another date. There’s this new restaurant that opened a month ago that I would love to take you to. If you want to that is.” I don’t think I’ve ever smiled bigger than in that moment.

“I would love to.” Yoongi kissed the top of my head and pulled away to smile down at me.

“Good. I’ll talk to you later?”

“Of course. See you later.” Opening the door I turned to hug him one last time and out the door I went. He watched me walk all the way to my car, get in and drive off before he closed the door. Maybe blind dates aren’t so bad after all.

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sunyoonandstars · 6 years

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“Dear Diary ...” || BTS Oneshot || You x Taehyung

Hello, lovelies. ☺️ This is based on another requested prompt. It’s really sweet and soft and fluffy (just what I needed today) and I really hope you’ll like it. ☺️💕

Enjoy! 💗

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Requested. || Prompt: 11 “Dear Diary ...”

☁️✨💕 MAJOR FLUFF COMING YOUR WAY

It had been one of those days when nothing seemed to go right and everything just was so much harder. Taehyung hadn’t been able to bring himself to focus, to give the rehearsal his all, because merely existing appeared to cost him all the energy and dedication he could muster. And, worst of all, he wasn’t even certain what it was that drained him and took such a toll on his spirits.

Now, late at night, finally home and more than happy to enter the familiar atmosphere, Taehyung sat down on the edge of your shared bed, only slowly lowering his weight onto the mattress, careful not to create any kind of noise or disturbance so as not to wake you from your peaceful slumber. He couldn’t hold back a silent sigh, though, as he remained seated there for a while, unmoving, too tired to lift his limbs again, and watched you sleep, listening to the soothing sound of your rhythmic breathing.

Merely seeing you was of greater comfort than words could ever describe.

Smiling to himself, Taehyung followed the lines of your beautiful features, barely even visible in the dim light seeping in through the crack of the door. Your nose which deserved to be kissed at least a hundred times a day. Those lips whose smile, Taehyung was sure, was the potential cure for all diseases. And your eyes, now hidden behind closed lids and long, dark lashes, that could effortlessly peer right into his soul. He was almost relieved you were asleep already when he came home because you would’ve seen right through him, and he knew you had your own burdens to carry, so adding to them was the very last thing he wanted.

Right when Taehyung was just about to bring himself to get up and drag his exhausted body to the bathroom to wash up, however, you started moving in the sheets. With a cute little yawn, you stretched your arms and rubbed your eyes, proceeding to prop your head up on one arm, blinking against the warm light coming in from the hallway at a grinning Taehyung who still watched you, his head slightly tilted while he pictured you as a tired puppy.

“Tae?”, you softly hummed, your voice dripping with sleep. “Is that you? When’d you come home? Why aren’t you in bed with me?”

You frowned, a concerned crease forming between your brows.

“Come on. Come here”, you muttered, patting the empty space on Taehyung’s side of the bed before letting your heavy head fall back onto the pillow.

Unhesitatingly, a smile tugging at his lips, Taehyung followed your invitation and gladly assumed his rightful place by your side.

“Arms”, you mumbled into your pillow, eyes closed, one of your hands blindly feeling for his own behind your back to drape his arm across your waist.

“All right, all right”, Taehyung chuckled into your hair, shuffling closer and hugging you tightly, getting into position to be the big spoon.

“I’m here now, okay? Go back to sleep, y/n”, he whispered into the crook of your neck before placing a tender kiss on your bare skin.

You hummed in agreement and Taehyung was almost sure you were sound asleep again when he let out another deep sigh. To his surprise, though, you promptly turned around in his embrace to face him, eyes wide open and sparkling in the twilight of your bedroom, all of a sudden showing no signs of drowsiness anymore.

“Kim Taehyung”, you solemnly pronounced his name, looking at him with a serious expression, brows drawn together. “What’s wrong, hmm? I can tell, you know. Why didn’t you say anything just now?”

“What? I’m — I’m not — It’s just —“, he stammered, avoiding your searching gaze.

“How — How do you even know? What was it this time? What gave me away?”, Taehyung asked, exhaling in resignation, now that he didn’t have to pretend anymore all tension leaving his body at once. It was as if your words were some kind of magic spell, their power over him once more leaving him puzzled.

“Are you kidding me?”, you scoffed. “You sighed as if the weight of the world is resting on your shoulders.”

“Sorry, I didn’t even notice.”

“Don’t say that, Tae. Don’t apologize. Why would you be sorry?”

You shook your head, a fond smile playing on your lips as you raised your hand to run your fingers through his soft hair, all the while your eyes staying locked with Taehyung’s.

“I didn’t wanna worry you, y/n”, he eventually gave in to your coaxing. “We only get so little time together. And when we do, I don’t wanna waste it whining.”

“Kim Taehyung!”, you scolded him, your lips pursed to an angry pout. “What the hell makes you think that you could ever waste my time!? Every single second I get to spend with you is precious, even if I’d have to listen to you whine for hours on end. Which I would do gladly, by the way. And if you have actual troubles, it’s not called whining, you know. It’s called talking. And that’s what grownups do when they care for each other. They tell each other things and listen to one another. And I love you, Taehyung. So I want you to share your thoughts and hardships with me. I need you to trust me, since we’ve been together so long already, Tae, and really I hope that’s not gonna change anytime soon ...”

You paused, tears starting to fill your eyes.

“Of course not!”, Taehyung immediately reassured you, reaching up to cup your face with both his hands, his heart aching at the thought that he made you doubt your relationship. “I love you so much, y/n, there aren’t enough words in any language of this world to describe what you mean to me and how much I care about you. I want us to stay together until we’re old and grey and our faces are all wrinkled, I mean it. I could never imagine anyone by my side but you, y/n.”

“Then, please, talk to me, Tae. Tell me what’s going on, what’s on your mind. I want to know. So I can be there for you, always.”

For a few seconds that felt like an eternity, a comfortable quiet occupied your bedroom while Taehyung’s gaze stayed fixed on you, lost in the marvel of your beauty that was composed of so much more than only your body and features.

“I’m sorry, y/n, baby, if I ever made you feel like I don’t trust you”, he eventually broke the silence, speaking in a low, soft voice, all the while caressing your hair until his warm hand came to a rest on the back of your neck where it lingered. “It’s just — Sometimes it’s still hard for me to open up, you know. Not only to you but in general. I’m always afraid to be a burden. Like, people already have enough on their plates. I shouldn’t add to that. I should just ... deal with my stuff alone. I —“

“Don’t say another word”, you interrupted him in mid-sentence, putting your finger to Taehyung’s rosy lips in order to silence him. “You know we’re always here for you, Tae, your members and I. You don’t have to go through anything alone. Not ever. And you can tell me everything, Tae, literally. I will gladly listen to your concerns and worries. That’s what I’m here for. I can be like ... your diary.”

“My diary?”, he echoed, still firmly holding your gaze, growing fonder of the idea by the second.

“Exactly. Your diary for lifetime. I’ll never run out of pages. And you won’t even get a cramp in your hand from writing too much after a tough day.”

“That sounds nice”, Taehyung mumbled, a content grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, one of his big, slender hands covering your cheek, his thumb tenderly brushing away a stray tear.

“So, how do we do this? Do I just start talking?”, he wondered aloud, arching one of his distinctive brows, mainly aiming to get you to smile.

“Yes, stupid”, you laughed through a choked sob, casting down your eyes, embarrassed by your crying.

“Okay, okay”, Taehyung grinned, pleased with himself since he’d succeeded in his endeavor to bring out that ravishing smile of yours which, still to this day, never failed to make his heart flutter. “Let’s do this. Ready?”

With his palm still resting on the side of your face you nodded your head while Taehyung’s bottomlessly deep, brown eyes stayed locked with yours. Only after theatrically clearing his throat to get your face to light up once more did he begin.

“Dear Diary ...”

THE END

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taetae-tea · 6 years

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Secrets (Part I)

Part I –> Part 2

Genre: angst, fluff, abusive-Parents!au, boyfriend!au

Paring: TaehyungXreader

Summary: Y/N get’s abused at home and is too scared to show them to your boyfriend, Taehyung, which is only getting more anxious to the reason why.

Warnings: Abuse (obviously), anxiety, fights, being slapped and pushed, a lot of disrespect.

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jungkooks-sweet-potatoes · 6 years

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Social media au! Part 6 You, Jimin, and Jungkook are childhood friends who came together to Seul, you are all college students and each of you has their work, Jimin and Jungkook live in a apartment with 5 other guys (guess who). Let’s see how it turns :3

Beginning: https://jungkooks-sweet-potatoes.tumblr.com/post/167049879426/bts-social-media-au-part-1-you-jimin

Previous: https://jungkooks-sweet-potatoes.tumblr.com/post/168285445501/social-media-au-pt-5-you-jimin-and-jungkook-are

Next: https://jungkooks-sweet-potatoes.tumblr.com/post/169426677706/social-media-au-part-7-you-jimin-and-jungkook

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Sup I'm back. A lot of shit has happened this couple of days and... well I didn’t really know how to cup up with all I also struggled a lot with college work. I’m good now don’t worry I'll pots normally form now on! :)

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channiekyun · 6 years

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‘we don’t talk anymore’ pt.4a

ex! jeon jungkook+reader 1|2|3|4a/4b

‘good’ ending (f)

credit to @channiekyun

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noonatrash · 7 years

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May

Featuring: Jimin (BTS) Genre: Fluff/Angst By: Admin L

A/N: As requested! It’s about the BBMAs also. :)

‘Now the only thing you two talked about was the not knowing; the in-between.‘

What you disliked the most about May was the in-between. Sometimes spring hadn’t completely vanished and left the evenings humid and sticky; other times, it was strangely cold, as if summer had been skipped entirely. It might rain a lot, too. You didn’t like the not knowing. That was at least one thing you and Jimin had in common. One of many, but the main thing your conversations had drifted to since he had left on tour several months ago. Now the only thing you two talked about was the not knowing; the in-between.

The time difference made it so that the only time you were able to talk to him was either early morning or late at night. Facetime was a given, considering the last time you had seen him in person was -- how long ago now? It felt like ages. You were embarrassed that you couldn’t even remember.

You decided to call him before noon one day. You texted earlier, “can we talk today?”, and he was quick to text back, “night time, yes.” Excited, you watched yourself in the phone camera, waiting for the Facetime video to connect. You fixed your hair, rubbed at your forehead, and scrubbed at your nose to look more presentable. Was the lighting here okay? Did it make you look more or less tired?

The call connected and suddenly you were staring at a fresh-faced Jimin. He blinked and moved the phone back, making sure he was properly framed in the shot. He smiled briefly, closed lips and tired. He looked in much better spirits than you thought he’d be, especially since it was past midnight where he was. ‘Hey,’ he crooned. You could hear the tiredness in his voice, how it dragged through his greeting. He was much more exhausted than he was letting on.

‘Hey hey,’ you replied and smiled as well. ‘What time is it there?’

‘Uhh…’ He hummed a bit and touched his hair, pushing it back and fluffing it while he stared into the camera. ‘I don’t know. After midnight.’

‘Did you just get home?’

He nodded. ‘Yeah. Just now,’ he said and, finally, his eyes connected with yours. ‘Good timing.’

You smiled again. ‘So how’s it going?’ you asked. ‘What’s new?’

His eyes lit up for a brief second before the tiredness sunk in again. He went into stories about tours in East Asia and how sick he got in Thailand. He told you it was almost impossible to take a break on the road, so he took more cold medication than he could count and could barely remember Shanghai. He said he was tired and you listened, hoping you looked and sounded sympathetic enough.

He gave a final sigh and leaned back into his chair when he was done, seemingly exhausted from the need to recount the past few weeks. ‘What about you?’ he asked.

Your life wasn’t nearly as interesting, so you said a timid, ‘Work stuff, mostly,’ and left it at that. He leaned in towards the screen, urging you to continue. ‘Um. We might be getting a new administrator soon,’ you said lamely. A new administrator almost paled in comparison to touring East Asia.

But still, he nodded. ‘That’s cool. What happened to the other one?

‘What?’

‘I mean, if you’re getting a new one, then what happened to the old one?’

‘Oh,’ you said and shook your head. ‘No, we never had one. This would be the first. R-remember when I mentioned last time--?’

‘Oh, oh, yeah, of course I do,’ he cut in, waving the thought away. Any time you began with ‘remember when…’, he always brushed it aside. You were sure it was because he didn’t remember. He was so busy and the two of you talked so infrequently that it would’ve been a miracle if he remembered. And you were supposed to be dating? If you knew this was how it was like, would you still have said yes?

You smiled politely. ‘Well, yeah. New. That’s about it, really.’

‘Cool,’ he answered and even tried to return a smile. It was hopeless. He was so tired. ‘I actually have to go -- we need to be up early. In a few hours, actually.’

‘Oh. Yeah, of course. I know -- it’s really late,’ you said. ‘Can I talk to you tomorrow?’

He hesitated and you pretended not to see. ‘Maybe. I’ll text you.’

‘Yeah. See you, then?’

He nodded and pulled the phone back so you could see him wave. But there were no more words as he signed off and the call disconnected. You were left with a strange emptiness watching the call complete screen. The full duration was 9:57. Not even ten minutes after going so long with not seeing each other or talking regularly.

He didn’t call back the next day like he said he would, nor did you get any message from him. You didn’t let it get to you -- you knew he was busy. You sent a, ‘saw the airport pictures!’ text with a dozen heart emojis. He read it, but said nothing back. You imagined him rushing from gate to gate at the airport, shades pressed onto his face, while he dug for his phone and saw your message. You wanted to believe it made him smile a little, but you would never know.

A week later, you were scrolling down your Twitter feed and saw news of a popular American award show -- and a nomination for one very familiar group. It took you by surprise, seeing Jimin’s face on this American news outlet, but it made you smile. You texted him immediately: ‘congrats on the nomination! will you guys be coming to vegas???’ You asked it normally, casually, but you hoped he got that you really wanted to see him. You didn’t live anywhere near this award show venue, but a five hour flight was way better than a fifteen hour one.

You waited and waited, but there was nothing. Again. A part of you felt almost betrayed at the lack of response, but you tried to pacify yourself. He was just busy. Too busy, it seemed, to talk to you, but could you really be mad?

Days passed and you couldn’t even count how frequent your texts became to him, and how few he sent back. ‘can we meet up when you get here? i can fly in or something. let me know!’ you asked and got nothing back.

‘can we talk…’ Your fingers hovered over the button, hesitant to send it. With your luck, that would be the one he actually saw. You’d hoped he would think something was wrong and call back really fast. You wanted to hear the hecticness of backstage, hear how loud and rushed everyone sounded so that when he finally called you, you knew he wasn’t faking it this entire time. You knew he wanted to talk to you, but really and truly just didn’t have the time.

Before you could hit the send button, a notification streamed across your screen. It flashed so quickly that you weren’t sure you even caught the message. You frowned, clicking out of the message and into your email. It took a second for your eyes to register what you were seeing. An airline had sent you an email talking about an upcoming flight. ‘Do you want to check in early?’ it asked -- for a fee, of course. It departed in two days and the final destination was Las Vegas.

You stared at it too long, taking in the text and images. You closed the email and opened it again, just to make sure it was there and you weren’t seeing things.

You flipped back to your message screen and quickly erased your previous words, replacing them with: ‘i just got a plane ticket…’

It had been barely ten seconds before a reply came in from Jimin -- the first reply in almost a week. After a barrage of one-sided messages, it was nice to see the one grayscale bubble pop up on the left side of your screen. He said: ‘yeah. all i have is maybe half a day, so i hope that’s cool. i should be able to pick you up too’.

Your heartbeat quickened and a smile burst onto your lips, unabashedly and unashamed. ‘can you? are you sure?’

‘yeah,’ he replied, ‘i owe you’.

He did, he really did. But reading the words brought sadness to your eyes and you couldn’t help but frown a little, feeling the sting of his words. ‘i’m excited to see you,’ you texted back.

His reply was a quick: ‘same.’

You could barely function waiting for the day of the flight. You checked your luggage twice making sure you had everything. It was only for the weekend, but you still double-checked and triple-checked each pocket.

The flight felt longer than it was. Jimin hadn’t sent you anything on the way to the gate or even the moment you landed, and it made you a bit nervous. He did remember it was today, right? A cold chill ran down your spine at even the mere thought that he might have forgotten. You wouldn’t be surprised -- he was so busy, after all.

But when you crossed the gate and walked into the new airport, taking in the stuffiness of the Nevada airport, everything seemed to stop. You took two steps into the terminal, your carry-on rolling behind you, and your eyes were immediately drawn to a stranger sitting alone on a bench. He was wearing a baseball cap pulled tightly over his head, and was scrolling lazily on his phone. He was dressed casually and blended into the scenery as if he was just a part of the bench; as if he wasn’t normally hypervisible on a continent across the ocean.

‘J-Jimin…?’ you spoke quietly as you approached.

He looked up, tipping the edge of his hat so he could see your face. And he smiled. It warmed you to see him so happy to see you. It erased whatever fears or apprehensions you had over the past weeks and months.

He got to his feet and shoved his phone in his pocket. ‘Wow -- I, uh. Wow.’ He chuckled and it made you smile even more. ‘How are you? The flight wasn’t too bad, right?’

‘It was good, it was perfect,’ you said, still grinning. ‘I was going to call you before I left. I probably should have.’

‘No, no, I should’ve called you first,’ he said. ‘It’s -- anyway.’ He held out his arms for a hug. You let go of your carry-on and stepped into his embrace, feeling his arms close around you. You shut your eyes and inhaled, pressing your face against the fibres of his clothes and slipping your arms around his waist. He kissed the top of your head and you bit back another smile. ‘I missed you,’ he whispered.

‘Yeah,’ you whispered back.

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boop-bri · 7 years

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Happy Birthday (M)

Written By Admin Hobicat

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Smutty Smut Smut

Not Requested

AN: Some good ol Tae smut simply because I like sinning. No word count this time cause im too lazy to count it lol

“What do you mean I can’t come home yet?!” Taehyung was starting to getting on my last nerve. Despite the fact that today was my birthday everything had been going wrong. Not only did I get yelled at by my boss for something that wasn’t my fault, but my car broke down halfway home. I was tired, incredibly tired and all I wanted was to come home so I could rest, but according to my boyfriend I can’t even do that. I could feel my blood begin to boil as I sat in the back of the cab. Now was not the time for whatever he had planned.

“Exactly what I said. You can’t come home yet.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“Because my surprise isn’t done yet.” A surprise?

“What surprise?” My curiosity was definitely higher now.

“If I tell you it won’t be a surprise anymore.”

“As much as I love surprises I’m not in the mood for it today. I’ve had a pretty shitty day and all I want is to come home and rest. Besides I’m already almost home anyway.”

“I’m sorry to hear that babe. I can’t wait for you to get home. This surprise is gonna make up for your bad day. I promise.” I couldn’t help but shiver as his voice seemed to get deeper with each word. My mind began to race as I thought of what he could have planned. Everything that flashed through my mind had me squeezing my thighs together in anticipation.

When the cab finally pulled in front of the house I paid the driver quickly and all but ripped the car door open. My heart started to beat faster and faster the closer I walked to the front door. I almost didn’t realize I was holding my breath until I opened the door. The first thing I noticed was how dim it was. The lights were off with the faint glow of candles scattered everywhere along with the sound of Jay Park playing softly somewhere in the distance.

Closing the door I walked down the hallway into the candle lit living room where Taehyung stood with a bright smile on his face, holding a cake with lit candles, in his hands.

“Happy birthday to the love of my life.” Taehyung said as he walked closer to me. He stopped a few inches in front of me and held the cake in front of my face. His eyes seemed to sparkle in the light. All the anger that I had felt earlier suddenly disappeared. Taehyung always had that effect. Always able to make all my troubles go away with just a simple smile.

“Make a wish.” Taking a deep breath I blew out the candles. Silence fell between Taehyung and I, eyes locked in a lust filled gaze.

“Are you ready for your present?” His voice sent chills down my spine. It was then that I noticed that he was standing in front of me, shirtless. How had I not noticed that when I first looked at him. Taehyung walked over towards the kitchen, sitting the cake on the table before walking back towards me. One arm immediately wrapped around my waist, pulling me against him. My body felt on fire at his slight roughness and the look in his eyes.

Moving my head closer he quickly captured my lips in a kiss. The hold on my waist tightened, his free hand slid up my back before he gripped my hair tightly. My hands grabbed the back of his head to deepen the kiss and push our bodies closer together. I couldn’t help but moan softly as his tongue traced over my bottom lip before pushing it’s way into my mouth. His tongue swirled around mine, licking over every part of my mouth. His hand let go of my waist to trail up and down my back making me shiver in delight.

His hand kept trailing up and down before finally resting on my ass. His other hand quickly left the back of my head to grab a hold of my ass and lift me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, lips moving faster, more passionate and hungry now. It felt like forever had went by before we pulled away for air, but that didn’t stop him. His lips immediately attached to my neck, nipping and sucking at every bit of skin his lips came across. The feeling of his lips on my body was driving me crazy. All I wanted was for him to be inside of me. To pound into me until I was screaming his name.

“T-Taehyung.” I moaned trying to get his attention. At the sound of the moan he began walking until my back roughly hit the wall. He moaned into my neck while grinding against my clothed core. I moaned a little louder, rotating my hips with his to create more friction.

“Tae. Bedroom. Now.” I could barely get the words out with the way he was grinding against me, leaving me moaning and breathless. His hands left my ass to grip my thighs tightly. I bit, sucked and licked up and down his neck leaving mark after mark on his beautiful skin as he walked towards the room.

If there was one thing I loved about Taehyung in moments like these it was how he wasn’t afraid to voice how I made him feel. He was always vocal and it always managed to turn me on a lot. His moans were getting louder by the time he made it to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed and forced himself to tear away from my grinding hips.

“Fuck, I want you so bad.” He said, his voice strained.

“Then what are you waiting for?” I said sensually while spreading my legs open to let him know where I wanted him to be. Taehyung wasted no time taking my clothes off. Quickly stripping me of my pants along with my wet panties he tossed them behind him.

He trailed his hand up and down my thighs, each time getting closer and closer to my aching heat. I groaned out of frustration from his teasing. He chuckled before letting his hand finally rub against my core. My back arched off the bed, moans spilling out as he rubbed his fingers up and down my slit. Taehyung slipped a finger into my wet core and I threw my head back in pleasure. Moans turned into loud cries as he suddenly pushed another finger inside of me, my walls squeezing his thick fingers that pumped in and out of me faster with each moan I let out.

It was starting to become too much as a familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach grew stronger and stronger. Taehyung could feel I was close to the edge as he withdrew his fingers causing me to whimper. The teasing smirk on his face let me know that he was enjoying teasing me. His hands grabbed the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head and tossing it behind him. His lips latch onto my collarbone, leaving more marks as he trails them down between the valley of my breast before unclipping my bra with ease and taking it off, exposing my breasts.

By this time all I wanted was for him to take me. To work me so good I wouldn’t be able to walk for days. Deciding to take matter into my own hands I grab the hem of his pants, moving as fast as possible to get them off. He chuckled at how eager I was while that didn’t stop me from getting his pants unbuttoned, unzipped and down to his knees. It had been hard to do with Tae expertly moving his mouth and tongue over my breasts causing me to moan every time his teeth bit my nipples.

“Please Tae. I can’t take it anymore. I need you now.” He chuckled as he pulled away, flicking his tongue against my nipple one more time just to tease me. Everything seemed to happen quickly after that. His shirt was off in the blink of an eye along with his boxers and pants following immediately after. Taehyung pushed me farther up the bed some for easier access between my legs. Kneeling between my legs he looked down at my body, his lip between his teeth while pumping his member. The look in his eyes was different than all the other times the two of us had sex. He looked like an animal stalking his prey in this moment.

“I’m going to fuck you till you’re begging me to stop.” His words alone almost mademe cum. He rubs his tip against my entrance yet again teasing me. Just as I was about to beg him to stop teasing he slams into me, my back arching off the bed at the pleasure that courses through me. He pulls all the way out and slams right back into me again a soft moan coming from him.

“Fuck you’re so tight.” He said, biting down hard on his lip. His hips rocked against mine gaining a faster rhythm every time he pushed into me. I moaned his name loudly, my hips moving to meet his with each thrusts. Taehyungs fingers were digging into my skin, but it only turned me on more. His thrusts became harder, his hips roughly rocking back and forth at a fast speed. I pulled on his hair and he groaned leaning down to take one of my nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before biting it harshly.

“Taehyung!” I called out, gripping his hair harder. His mouth moved from my nipple to my neck, sucking on the hickeys he made earlier. No matter how many times we have sex it always feels like the first time to Taehyung. Being buried between my legs, making me scream his name over and over again drove him wild. He clenched his teeth, trying to focus on not coming yet. He needed to make sure I came first.

Taehyungs thrust had me a moaning mess, mind spinning from all the pleasure he was giving me. He growled against my neck as my walls began to tighten around his throbbing length. I screamed as his head hit my spot.

“Yes Tae! Right there!” My moans were feeding his pleasure. Slowing down a little he angled his hips before speeding back up. His thrusts hit that bundle of nerves dead on pushing me so close to the edge, but not fully there. His release was getting harder to hold back and at this rate he would cum before me. One of his hands made its way to my clit rubbing it desperately.

Curses left my mouth at the same time Taehyung moaned loudly. Before I knew it the tightening in my stomach had finally become too much. My toes curled, back arched and I screamed his name one last time before cumming hard. At the sound of his name, he released inside of me. His hips continue to thrust into me making sure to over work my sensitive core. Whimpers left my mouth as Taehyungs thrusting slowed down, but never stopped along with his fingers slowly moving against my nub.

“Baby please. I-I can’t take it anymore.” I said, begging him to stop his torture. He chuckled snapping his hips hard against mine a few more times before slowly pulling out and collapsing beside me. Both of us were panting hard, slumped back on the bed and just staring at the ceiling. Slowly a smile made it’s way onto my face as I thought of how much I loved this ‘birthday present’. Turning over onto my side I snuggled up against his side, letting my head lay against his chest. His arms immediately wrapped around my waist and I pressed a kiss to his chest.

“Happy birthday baby. I love you.” His words warmed my heart. How did I get so lucky to have someone as amazing as him.

“I love you too Tae.”

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boop-bri · 7 years

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Adoption Day

Written by Admin Hobicat

Pairing: Yoonmin

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,969

Not Requested

A/N: Just a cute Yoonmin fluff story I wrote for Admin Royaltae awhile ago. Thought it would be a good story to start the blog with ^_^.

I’ve been waiting for this day from the moment Yoongi and I kissed at the alter. To finally start a family of our own. After talking it over for months on how we wanted to go about doing this we finally decided on adoption. With so many kids in the world living in an orphanage we thought this would be the best plan. Adopting a child and hopefully be able to able adopt more along the years.

It took almost a year of paperwork, court room meetings, and check ups before we were finally able to adopt the little girl who caught our eye the moment we saw her. She was so unlike a lot of the kids we’d seen in different orphanages and in a way she reminded me of a mix between Yoongi and I. She has Yoongi’s sarcasticness and a habit of having a blank face just like Yoongi. She also was the sweetest little girl. Always willing to help someone, Yoongi claims it’s a quality I possess, and she seems wise beyond her years.

When we first met Bianca it was an instant connection. Yoongi and I fell in love with her right then and there. We became hell bent on adopting her no matter how long it took and now was finally the time. Our little girl was coming home. Taking a deep breath I looked up at the orphanage, my heart beating a mile a minute. This was it. This was the day we get to bring her home. Yoongi placed his hand on top of mine, rubbing small circles on the top of my hand with his thumb.

“Are you ready Jimin? It’s finally happening.”

Yoongi wasn’t a very emotional man not even towards me, but with Bianca he was different. He was more bubbly whenever he talked about her to our friends. He always had a smile on his face when he talked about finally adopting her. He already loves her like his own and we haven’t even brought her home yet. Tears begin to fill my eyes as I look over at Yoongi. The man of my dreams. The love of my life, now we’re starting a family. This was all I’ve ever dreamed about.

“I’m ready Yoongi. Let’s go get our daughter.”

Wiping the tears from my face Yoongi smiled at me, gums and all, before taking my hand and placing a kiss on it. Not wasting any more time we get out of the car and made our way inside the orphanage. The sound of the different little kids, all perfect in their own way, playing warmed my heart but I was looking around for one special kid. Our kid. Yoongi seemed to know where he was going as he guided me towards the office we went in the first time we came here.

Once inside we signed in and took a seat to wait for the head of the orphanage to call us into her office. It seemed to take ages before we were finally called in. The head of the orphanage, a sweet older lady named Mary that seemed like her mission in life was to find all these kids a good home, smiled at us as we walked in.

“Jimin. Yoongi. It’s so great to see you two again. Bianca wouldn’t stop talking about you two since she was told she was going to be adopted. She’s always going around telling the adults that her daddies are coming to get her soon. It’s so cute.”

She remembered us? We’d only seen her a few times during this whole process so I didn’t really think she would remember us much. My heart warmed at this. She really remembered us. I felt Yoongi take my hand and squeeze it a little. That was Yoongi’s silent way of showing me he was surprised as well. I was even more eager to see her now. I wanted to hug her so bad.

“Well to finish this whole thing up so we can bring Bianca to you all you have to do is sign some more of these papers and we’ll be done.”

We nodded then proceeded to read over and sign all the papers that needed signing. It took a few more minutes before we were finished but it was worth it. This whole process is worth it. Mary smiled brightly at us and stood up. A thought passed through my mind before we walked through the doors that would lead to Bianca. It was something a friend of mine had told me. Him and his husband have also adopted a little kid, a sweet boy named Sanha, and he says the moment you see your child while knowing that you finally get to take them home is one of the greatest feelings and he was right. Following Mary we walked out of her office into the front part of the reception area where we first had to wait and there she stood.

As we stood in front of Bianca who had tears in her eyes I felt nothing but love filling me. Tears filled my eyes as well and before I knew it she was running towards us. Bending down to pick her up as soon as she ran into my arms the tears flowed faster down my face. This moment. Being able to hug her like this. It is such an amazing feeling and having Yoongi wrap his arms around both of us made this moment even better. We stood there for a few moments simply just hugging each other.

Bianca and I had stopped crying before I placed her back on her feet. She looked up at me then looked over at Yoongi and I swear her smile lit up the entire room. Glancing over at Yoongi I saw him smiling just a brightly at her. My heart couldn’t take much more of this.

“Bianca why don’t you show them the picture you drew for them.” Picture?

“Oh yeah! I drew a picture for my new daddies as a thank you for adopting me! Wanna see?!” Her excitement was infectious. I couldn’t help but smile along with her.

“We’d love to see it sweetheart.” Yoongi said while ruffling her hair. Bianca pouted, trying to fix her hair back, before rushing over to who I assumed was one of the workers here to get her picture. Rushing back over to us with her hands behind her back her bright smile was back in place.

“You gotta close your eyes first!” Yoongi and I glanced at each other and closed our eyes.

“Alright you can open them now!”

Opening our eyes we saw a picture, that looked pretty good for a child her age, of the three of us in front of a house. She really did remember us. The drawings of us somewhat resembled us from the hair color to the clothes we had on the last time she saw us. She was definitely a talented girl and I was already thinking of different ways that would help her pursue this if she wanted to.

“Soooo what do you think?”

“I think it’s amazing Bianca. You have a very good eye for drawing.” I said while squatting down to be on her level. Her smile grew bigger at my compliment.

“Jimins right. You could be the next Picasso with that drawing.” Oh Yoongi she’s not going to know who that is. So cute.

“Whose Picasso?” Just like I thought. Both of them are too cute. Yoongi chuckled.

“He was an artist a long time ago.”

“Ooooh. I wanna be a Picasso!”

“You can be anything you want to be princess. The sky’s the limit.”

Yoongi. I could feel myself begin to tear up again. Yoongi is going to be a great father. Glancing up I saw the lady from before smile at us before mouthing the words time to go. I guess it was time to take Bianca home. Standing up I pull Yoongi to stand up too.

“Well princess are you ready to go?” I asked.

“Yes! I have all my stuff packed! It isn’t much but I got it all.”

“That’s great. Since you’re all ready it’s time to go home.” Bianca nodded, grabbing my hand and started to drag me out of the room. As we walked out of the room, with the lady following beside us, we ended up being stopped by some kids along the way to the door.

“Bianca where are you going?” The first kid, a little girl probably no older than 9, asked.

“I told you already silly. I’m being adopted today. I get to go home with my daddies today!” Bianca talked so animatedly that it surprised me that she had such a blank face most of the time other than when she talked to others. The little girl gasped, her hands covering her mouth. How cute.

“Oh yeah! I forgot about that! Wait a second don’t leave yet! Let me go get Chloe!” Then she ran off. Yoongi and I glanced at each other before looking where the little girl ran off too. She came back quickly with Chloe in tow. Chloe seemed younger than the little girl dragging her.

“Chloe! Bianca is leaving us today! We gotta say goodbye!” Chloe looked at Bianca and tears filled her eyes.

“Are you really leaving Bi?” She seemed so sad by the thought my heart broke for her. Bianca nodded and let go of my hand to hug Chloe.

“I gotta go Chloe. I’m gonna go live with my daddies now. Don’t worry I’ll make sure to come visit!” Chloe sniffled and pulled away from Bianca.

“Don’t I get a hug too?” The girl from before said. She was definitely the oldest out of Bianca and Chloe.

“Of course Briana! Group hug!”

The three of them pulled each other into a group hug while all talking at once about how they were going to miss each other. Yoongi placed his arm around my shoulders, holding me close to him, as we watched them. Anyone could tell that they were close. I felt a little sad that we were splitting them up. Maybe we can see if Bianca will be able to visit them sometime. Their hug lasted a few more seconds before they let go, wiping their faces as they stared at each other.

“I gotta go now guys. We’ll see each other again. I promise.” Turning away from them Bianca made her way back to us.

“Okay. I’m ready now.”

“Are you sure? You don’t have anyone else to say goodbye to?” Bianca shook her head and grabbed my hand again.

“They’re my bestest friends and it’s not really goodbye. I’ll see them again.” Yoongi nodded and grabbed her other hand while taking her suitcase from the lady. It was finally time to go. Finally time to bring her home.

As we made our way out of the orphanage, Bianca’s friends yelling out “see ya later” as we left I felt light. So light and happy. Helping Bianca into the booster seat in the back Yoongi buckled her up. Once she was secure and her suitcase placed in the trunk Yoongi and I get in the car.

“Daddies?” Yoongi and I turned around to look at Bianca.

“Yes princess?” Yoongi said.

“Thank you for adopting me.” Ouch my heart. Yoongi grabbed my hand again, squeezing it a little before speaking.

“You don’t have to thank us. Adopting you is one of the best things we’ve ever done.” With that Yoongi and I turned around and off we go onward to our new life. I can honestly say I’ve been waiting for this day from the moment Yoongi and I kissed at the alter. I love my family.

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Wedding Day

Written By Admin Hobicat

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,781

Not Requested

AN: An old Tae wedding fic I did for Admin Royaltae when she was a Tae stan (I still lowkey think she is, but she wont admit it lol). I edited it to be more xreader. Enjoy.

Today is the day. The most important day of my entire life. Today is my wedding day and i’m getting married to none other than the goof ball himself, Kim Taehyung. Looking back on our relationship now sometimes I wonder why I even stayed with him this long, but then I remember how great things have been since we first started dating. Being with Taehyung was like being with a puppy. A loud, hyperactive puppy that you couldn’t help but love. No matter what happened he was always there for me.

That’s why I loved him more than anything in the world. Taehyung lit up my life and I couldn’t even imagine a day without him now. Glancing at my reflection in the mirror I couldn’t help but feel in awe at the woman reflecting back at me. Hair done into soft curls, light makeup covering her face while her white sleeveless dress clung to her like a second skin. I felt beautiful.

“(Y/N) are you ready?” Cherry called from outside the room. Taking a deep breath I glanced at my reflection one last time and smiled.

“I’m ready.” Holding up the front of the dress I walked over to open the door. Cherry, along with the rest of my bridesmaids, stood waiting for me with big smiles on their faces.

“Taehyung is going to die when he sees you in that dress.” Cherry said.

“He’s going to die when he sees you out of that dress.” Briana said with a chuckle and a smirk. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the blush that spread across my face as I thought about the honeymoon.

“Alright come on guys enough teasing (Y/N). We have a wedding to start.” Anissa said, placing her hands on my shoulders and pushing me to start walking.

Standing before the double doors that led to Taehyung was making my heart begin to race again. Was I really ready for this? To be tied to him, hopefully, forever? To completely give myself over to him? When the doors opened, my eyes immediately focused on Taehyung standing at the end of the altar waiting for me and then I knew. I knew that I was ready for this. To love him forever.

Time seemed to slow down as I walked down the aisle. My eyes not once leaving his. Had he always been this handsome? Was his smile always that breath taking? Maybe it was because I was about to get married to my soul mate, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt so happy before. The nervousness I felt earlier was disappearing the closer I got to the alter.

Finally I stood before Taehyung, who smiled down at me with nothing but love shinning in his eyes. Gripping the bouquet tighter I willed myself to not jump him right there. He just looked so angelic it was hard not to control myself.

“I believe the bride and groom have written their own vows.” Time had flew by and before I knew it it was time to read our vows. Taehyung, who hadn’t stopped smiling, stared down at me and took a hold of my hands.

“(Y/N) I want to thank you. For loving me despite all my weirdness and craziness. Despite the fact that my idol life keeps us from being together every day. Despite the fact that you went through so much to be with me. Thank you so much for sticking by me through everything. For supporting me in everything I do and knowing exactly how to make me feel better when i’m down. I love you more than words can explain. I can’t imagine my life without you now. You’re my heart and my soul. I hope you can continue to love me forever just as I will love you forever. I love you (Y/N).” Tears threatened to spill from my eyes at Taehyungs words. Holding them at bay I squeezed his hands and smiled up at him.

“Taehyung I love everything about you. I love how you always bring a smile to my face. I love how I don’t even have to tell you i’m having a bad day, you just know and always manage to cheer me up. I love your weirdness and how crazy you are. It’s what makes you, you. I love how you’re not only my soulmate but my best friend. Someone who I can always talk to no matter what. I’ll always support you and be by your side through it all. Whenever you need me i’ll be there for you. I love you so much Taehyung it hurts me sometimes, but I don’t mind at all. I’ll never leave you Tae. I couldn’t if I tried. I love you Tae-Tae.” The tears I held back were flowing freely now and I couldn’t seem to stop them. I wasn’t the only one crying, tears also ran down Taehyungs face.

“Taehyung, do you take (Y/N) to be your wife? Do you promise to be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love her and honor her all the days of your life?”

“I do.” Taking the ring Taehyung held my hand closer to him and slid the ring on my finger. The weight of the ring on my finger made my heart soar.

“(Y/N), do you take Taehyung to be your husband? Do you promise to be true to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and honor him all the days of your life?”

“I do.” Moving his hand closer to me I slid the ring on his finger and smiled up at him.

“By the power vested in me I now pronounce you two husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” All our friends and family began to clap, Taes friends letting out loud cheers when he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. Placing his hand under my chin he tilted my head up and while looking straight into my eyes kissed me. Tae and I had kissed plenty of times but this time was different.

My heart beat so fast I was sure I was going to have a heart attack. My skin felt on fire as he turned his head to the side to deepen the kiss, nipping his teeth against my lip. Shivering I clenched his suit jacket and pulled him closer to me. Time seemed to last forever while we kissed. Slowly Taehyung pulled away from me, a smile making its way onto his face yet again.

Everything moved by quickly after that. We all moved from the church into the venue where the wedding reception took place. I couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of the reception hall. It looked exactly as I had pictured it. Everything decorated in the most beautiful way. The wedding planner couldn’t have done a better job. Taehyung, with his hand on my back, led me to the middle of the floor as the lights dimmed and a familiar song started to play.

My eyes widened when I heard Heaven playing. Looking at Tae he held his hand out to me, the ring sparkling under the light. Taking his hand he pulled me against him, one of his arms wrapping around my waist. Placing my free hand on his shoulder we began to move to the beat. Tae let go of my other hand, placing it around my waist and leaning his head down to my ear.

“Whenever I listen to this song I cant help but to think of you. So I figured why not sing it to you.” When he began to sing along to the song I thought my heart would beat out of my chest. His voice was so perfect, always perfect. As he continued to sing to me all I could think about was how lucky I was. To be marrying the love of my life after all these years.

The slow dance between Taehyung and I left me feeling bittersweet over how quickly it seemed to end. On one hand I was happy to finally sit down but on the other I just wanted to continue to dance with him for the rest of the night. To be wrapped up in his embrace while he sang to me.

“I know you want to sit down love, but you still have to toss the bouquet.” He told me when I started to walk towards our seats.

“Oh yeah. Almost forgot. I wonder who’s going to catch it. Cherry’s been mentioning that she thinks it’s time for her and Yoongi to settle down.” Taehyung chuckled a little while leading me a few feet from my bridesmaids.

“I don’t know if Yoongi is ready for that, but who knows. He might be.” Standing beside me Taehyung turned me around so my back faced the girls.

“Y’all ready?!” I yelled. They all screamed back at me and with one big toss I let the bouquet fly behind me. Quickly turning around I noticed the bouquet seemed to be going straight for Cherry. Glancing at Yoongi I saw him looking at the flowers closely, like he was trying to make them change direction with his mind. At the last minute I turned my head back to see the flowers land in Briana’s hands instead of Cherry’s.

Everyone cheered while Briana stood there frozen in shock at the turn of events. Taking a quick look at Hoseok I immediately noticed the giant smile making its way across his face. Looks like they’re going to be having a talk later. Walking over to Briana I placed my hands on her still frozen shoulders. She jumped a little and looked at me with wide eyes.

“Congrats Briana. Maybe you’ll get married next.” The blush that spread across her cheeks made me want to laugh so bad, but I held it in. Patting her shoulders I walked back over to Taehyung who helped me to my seat. Sitting down beside me I felt him putting his arm around my shoulders, pulling closer to him.

“I love you Mr. Kim.” I said while kissing the side of his cheek. He chuckled when I laid my head on his chest, him laying his chin on the top of my head.

“I love you too Mrs. Kim. Finally I can call you my beautiful wife.” With that Taehyung tilted my face up to place a soft kiss on my lips. Everything seemed to disappear as his lips stayed on mine.

Mr and Mrs Kim. I could definitely get used to this.

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