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i-am-baechu · 21 days

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♡ Summary: They say secrets are bad but Taehyung thinks otherwise.

♡ Paring: Established Secret relationship; Taehyung x Reader

♡ Rating: Pg - 14

♡ Genre: Fluff, comedy, romance, small angst and a little spice

Taehyung loves his members, they are his family. Even the members' families were his family. Well...not all. It all started with an accident...

They’ve been working so hard that this small break was needed. Jin’s family was holding a dinner with all their families and it was exciting. Even Taehyung’s parents were going to be there and it’s been so long since he’s seen them. There was one person he was excited to meet and that was his hyung’s little sister. He knew Hoseok’s older sister well but he never had the chance to meet his little one. She was always out of the country when they had time off but not this time.

Jung Y/N is a popular doctor among idols but she kept it a secret who her brother was. She didn’t want anyone to think she only got her job because of him. She worked with Red Velvet, Blackpink, Seventeen, and so much more, it was kinda surprising how she never crossed paths with BTS. The only member that she has met was Namjoon and that was by accident. She’s heard so much about his members that she felt like she knew them already.

Taehyung entered the building with Jimin chatting away about a show he's been watching. He was half paying attention to him because his mind was wandering. He was thinking about how Hoseok’s sister was going to be. Is she going to be like him or will she be the opposite. The possibilities are endless.

“Are you even listening to me?”

He felt Jimin’s small hand hit his shoulder and he couldn’t help but chuckle at his friend. He rubbed the back of his neck and gave him a small smile, “Sorry, I was thinking.”

They entered the elevator with Jimin scoffing at his answer, “You thinking. That’s new.”

He sent a playful glare before pushing the up button, “I think more than you, shorty.”

“What are you thinking about?”

Taehyung watched the door closed and turned towards Jimin, “I’m thinking about hyung’s sister.”

“Namjoon’s?”

“No, Hoseok’s little sister.”

“The only thing that I know is that she’s a doctor.”

Taehyung’s eyebrows raised with a surprised look, “A doctor? Really?”

“Yeah but that’s all I know. Hoseok doesn’t really talk about her...makes you wonder if they hate each other or something.”

“No, hyung is just protecting her privacy.”

Jimin shrugged his shoulders and put his hands in his pockets, “That’s so boring, I want drama.”

The doors opened and they continued their conversation down the hall about Hoseok's sister. It was a mystery that Taehyung wanted to solve. They opened the door to see Seokjin talking to his parents with a smile. Seokjin turned towards the sound of the door opening and waved at them, “You're late.”

Taehyung pushed up his sleeve and raised his eyebrow, “We’re on time?”

“Everyone else came early.”

Jimin raised his eyes and slapped Jin’s shoulder softly, “Shut up. Is everyone here?”

Jin took a sip of his champagne and shook his head, “We’re waiting for Hoseok’s older sister. She’s running late because of a meeting she had.”

Taehyung scanned the room and nodded his head. They were all familiar faces but he landed on Hoseok. He said his goodbyes to Jin and made his way to his hyung. Hoseok has always said that Taehyung’s curiosity is going to cause trouble and he thinks tonight is going to prove that.

“Hyung, where's your little sister?”

Hoseok raised his eyebrow at this and glanced at Yoongi who just shrugged his shoulders, “Why?”

“I want to meet her.”

“She went to the bathroom. Don’t scare her off.”

Taehyung pouted at this and crossed his arms over his chest, “Why would you think I would scare her off?”

Yoongi let out a small chuckle and took a sip of his whiskey, “You have a strong aura.”

“Thank you, I know. I’m just excited because I have never met her before.”

“She’s kind of shy and has been nervous to meet all of you guys. I’ve tried in the past but she always had to leave for her job. I think she was happy about that because of her anxiety.”

She’s the opposite of hyung, interesting, “I’ll be on my best behavior.”

Taehyung spotted Jungkook and made his way towards him, “Kook.”

Jungkook turned around with a toothpick in his mouth, “Yo.”

“You're already eating? You're supposed to wait till everyone is here.”

“I got hungry, you can’t let me starve to death.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes and he glanced at the bathrooms to see if anyone came out. Jungkook followed his eyes and raised his eyebrow, “Do you need to go?”

“No, I want to meet hyung's sister.”

“Oh, she was nice.”

Taehyung’s head whipped back and glared at him, “You met her already?”

Jungkook nodded as he took another appetizer, “She was the first person here when I came. She was sitting in the corner with a glass of water. It looked like she was trying to hide behind the curtains. We talked about the whiskey and then she left to go to Hoseok. That’s it.”

“Ah, she’s a mouse...”

“Why are you so curious about her?”

Taehyung shrugged his shoulders and glanced back at the bathrooms, “I never met her and I’m curious about her, that’s all.”

Y/N came out of the bathroom and pushed some hair behind her ear. She had to hype herself in the bathroom before meeting everyone else. Jungkook and Yoongi were nice but she couldn’t get over meeting them. They were famous and she felt like she was out of place meeting them. She quickly shook her head and she looked up from the red carpet and her eyes met with brown ones. She blinked her eyes a couple of times and felt sudden warmth in her chest. Why was he looking at her like that? That’s so embarrassing!

She started walking back to her brother and was stopped with a hand on her shoulder. She turned around but she did it too fast and she accidentally spilled some of her drink on the person's shirt, “I-I’m so sorry.”

Taehyung let out a deep laugh and shook his head, “It’s just water. I’m Kim Taehyung.”

“Hello...I’m Jung Y/N.”

Taehyung nodded his head and this made her nervous. He had a look that she couldn’t decipher, “I like that name. It’s pretty.”

“Eh!?”

Taehyung couldn’t help but chuckle at her flushed face, it was cute, “Are you done patting my stomach with your cardigan?”

She glanced down and quickly put her arm next to her side, “Sor-Sorry.”

“Y/N, are you okay?”

She turned around and nodded her head at her brother, “I’m okay, Seok.”

Hoseok glanced at Taehyung and then back at his sister, “I see you met Taehyung.”

She nodded her head and glanced down at her shoes, “I did...”

Taehyung smiled and looked at Y/N, “Do you want whiskey or water?”

“A refill on water, please. If that’s okay.”

Taehyung nodded his head and grabbed the glass out of her hand. His fingertips gently touched her knuckles and face flushed at the softness of his fingers. He gave her another smile before leaving and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. Hoseok glared at the scene and let out a small cough, making her turn towards him, “Is Ji-Woo almost here?”

“She’s parking her car. Make sure you eat, I know you didn’t eat lunch.”

“How do you know that?”

“Hoshi told me that you were helping him with his shoulder pain all afternoon.”

She nodded her head at this and knew she couldn’t lie to him, “I’ll eat. Don’t worry.”

Taehyung came back and softly tapped her shoulder. She turned around and gave him a smile that sent butterflies to his stomach, “Thank you. I appreciate it.”

“Don’t mention it. I’m going to be with Jungkook, if you want to talk I’ll be over there.”

She bit her lip and nodded her head, “I-I want to talk.”

“Let’s walk together then.”

They didn’t know that a small walk would change their lives.

Taehyung opened the door and saw Y/N at her desk typing away. He leaned against the doorframe and smiled at his hard working girlfriend, “Busy?”

She looked up and took off her glasses, “Never busy for you, Tae.”

Hoseok made it very clear to Taehyung that he couldn’t date his little sister. At first, Taehyung followed this but he realized that it was just hurting him. After that small walk, Taehyung gave him her number. She waited for two days until she texted him and that night she stayed up until midnight on the phone with him.

Taehyung hated that he was going against his best friend’s request but he couldn’t fake it anymore. He really did like Y/N. She was sweet and understanding about his lifestyle. She was everything he wanted in a girl. Asking her out was easy especially with all the fairy lights around them. That was six months ago and no one knows their dating. Not even Jimin.

Taehyung made his way to her desk and leaned against the edge with his arms crossed. She couldn’t help but flutter at his smirk, “Baby, you didn’t text me. I got worried.”

“I-I had some paperwork. I’m sorry Tae.”

She stood up and gave him a pout, something he couldn’t handle. He pushed some hair back from her face and traced her jaw oh so gently, “You know, you look hot in your doctor's coat.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Taehyung didn’t say anything but he let his finger adventure. He traced her collarbones and smirked when he saw the little goosebumps appear. He unbuttoned the first two buttons of her plain white dress shirt to be met with the little bruises he left the night before. He looked back up at her and smirked, “You know. We never fucked in your office.”

“I-”

“The doors lock and I told the members that I’m busy with my solo project. Technically not lying.”

“What if Hoseok does a surprise visit?”

He shrugged his shoulders and continued to unbutton, “He won’t. He’s in a meeting.”

She nodded her head and she played with the ends of his shirt, “Not on my desk. I have important papers.”

Taehyung nodded his head and picked her up effortlessly. She let out a small laugh but it was quickly replaced with a moan when she felt his fingers on her bare thigh. He set her down on her coach and he watched her take off skirt. He put his hand up to stop her, “Leave the coat on. Doctor.”

Sometimes secrets are bad but they can be so good.

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circus-babe · 10 months

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Butterfly | TH

Sysnopis: A butterfly tattoo you fell in love with, that was prohibited to see by others. And lucky you to see him shirtless that night.

Warning: Mature language, Mature content

Pairing: Taehyung x reader

Word count: 4,8k

A/N: Been so focused on Wattpad that I totally forgot about Tumblr 😭. I promise I have a lot of drafts, I just haven’t finished them. (Read Flavors of love on wattpad tho, link on bio!)

Narrowing your eyes, you eyed the shop on the corner carefully, as you heard sirens and cars drive by. There was nothing stopping you from doing this tonight, you finally had the courage of doing something so extravagant. So out of your league, something you thought you would never do.

And now here you are standing just a few feets away from the story, trying to calm down your nerves as you took a deep breath in. You were nervous and even scared, but your determination to try something you’ve never done before was much stronger than that.

Once you took an extra deep breath, you slowly walked towards the store, to that lonely corner that was somewhat illuminated. Looking around, you tried to spot anything that would change your mind, for something to stop your plans. But it felt as if the universe was on your side with this. Something that is very surprising.

Whenever you plan to do something, or you have such an extravagant idea, that is usually ruined by the universe and it’s different ideas it has for you. Ideas that aren’t what you expected or wanted, but you still take them either way.

Sighing to yourself, you pushed the door open, hearing the sound of bells whenever you opened the door. Slowly, you walked in, looking around once you did. The smell of ink was quite strong. You were starting to get bad vibes of the place, but that once vanished when you fully examined it.

The shop had its own vibe, this dark and cool theme of black and white that surrounded it. And the blue LED lights that surrounded the whole room added a nice touch. You liked the vibe, the aura it was giving you, it was sort of making you more comfortable in your decision.

“Hello?” you spoke up, coming closer to what seemed like a counter.

There was no one around, something that seemed unusual for a shop. Without getting a response you walked closer to the counter, clicking on a silver bell that was on it. Giving it a few clicks, you waited for a response.

The room was quiet, too silent. It wasn’t what you were expecting and it was kinda freaking you out. No owner in the shop and no one in it was giving very creepy vibes. Like those movies whenever it starts and the first person is shown entering a haunted place they shouldn’t have and they end up getting killed in the first few minutes of the movie. Yeah those types of vibes.

You didn’t want to be that character, nor were you here for that. You decided to wait for a few seconds, and right as you were about to walk out you heard footsteps. Looking over to the counter, you spot a man with a black hoodie coming closer to the counter. For a few seconds you felt fear, nervous even but once he came much closer you got to see his face a bit more.

He was handsome, very clear skin, soft honey skin, nice brown narrow eyes, and his hair looked fluffy although it was covered by his hoodie.

“Sorry it’s closed” he quietly said, putting his hands on the pockets on his black jeans, as you groaned in response. Maybe the universe is against you after all. There was nothing you could ever do without it getting on the way.

You were disappointed, mostly because you knew tomorrow this confidence won’t be there anymore. So your whole plan will literally go to waste. And like that you coward down to something you wanted to do.

“Ah I see, I came in late, didn’t i?” you chuckled, it was an awkward chuckle since you didn’t have much to say. The disappointment in you was filling your mind that you didn’t even know how to respond. Now Jimin will be laughing at you for a whole hour straight.

You came up to him just a few minutes ago, telling him that you were brave enough to get a tattoo. Something you were always scared of getting because people would usually say the amount of pain it was.

So you never thought about it, until Jimin got his own and told you it wasn’t so bad. And of course you didn’t believe him but you still didn’t want to be seen as a coward so you decided to go to the nearest Tattoo shop. And now it’s closed.

“First time thinking about getting a tattoo, correct?” Shocked, you looked at him with wide eyes, trying to figure out how he knew such a thing. Yes that’s exactly what you were here for, but just how did he know that? Were you that easy to read?

“How did you know?” and with that, you earned a laugh from him. With a smile he started looking around for something. You weren’t sure if you should leave or wait until he got what he was looking for.

“I own this tattoo shop you can say I worked here for a while, I can tell when there’s someone new” he softly said, opening a drawer as you nodded.

That would make a lot of sense, since he has probably seen a lot of people with the same anxiety coming in whenever they decide to get their first tattoo. You don’t blame them though, mostly because you’re in the same position.

With a soft chuckle, he stood up, averting his eyes at you. “I’m guessing if you don’t get it today then you won’t get it at all.” he smiled, writing something down on a clipboard. He really did know his people, his customers to be exact.

“So how about this? It was already closed, but i can make this tattoo for you” he looked over to you and then back at the clipboard. Sighing, you started feeling relieved, and thankful to him for actually understanding your situation.

He was truly a life savior.

“Thank you” you smiled, shaking his head, he extended his hand towards what looked like where the tattoos were done. Nodding, you walked over to it, sitting on a wooden chair that was next to a sort of bed.

As you sat down, you felt your anxiety starting to rise again. You were thankful but you were still getting scared of the idea of getting a tattoo. Just imagining it was making you nauseous.

“Alright” he softly said, placing a stool in front of you, as he sat down on it. Looking up at you, he gave you a soft smile. “Can I have your name?” he asked, ready to write it down on his clipboard. You assume that’s where he puts his customer’s information, something normal.

“Y/n” you smiled, with a nod, he proceeded to write it down, and then looked back up at you. “Can I have your ID?” Nodding, you opened your purse, searching for your ID in your wallet as you quickly found it. With a small smile, you gave it to him.

Softly, he grabbed it, taking a look at it, as he started writing down more things in his clipboard. The silence was making you anxious, it was scarring you, but once he stopped writing stuff down, your anxiousness eased down.

“Alright then, give me a second” he smiled, standing up from the stool as he walked over to the counter. Patiently you waited there, and you were starting to feel a bit awkward until you heard some music play. It wasn’t loud, nor too quiet. It had a good volume. You guessed he took it off before since he was about to close the store.

“Do you have a design you would like to get?” he asked, his voice sounding faint but clear enough for you to hear.

There were some ideas you had, like a small tattoo that would have a meaning to you.

Yeah the decision on a tattoo was all of the sudden, but it wasn’t like you didn’t think about it deeply. Getting a tattoo was something you’ve been thinking about doing way before Jimin dared you to get one. You had many ideas for one, many that had different meanings. And today you could finally express those ideas.

“I do” you quietly said, hearing footsteps coming closer and closer to you. Taking your phone out of your bag, you showed him the pictures of tattoo ideas you had. It took you days to find ones that you truly liked and wanted to get done.

And even though there’s only two pictures that you liked, you were still determined to get it done. “What do you think?” you asked him, although you were sure of your decision, you still wanted some approval and mostly from a person that has seen many different kinds of tattoos.

“I like it, i think they would go well” he said, flashing a small smile towards you, as he focused on the photo you were showing him. “Is this the one?” he asked, as you slowly nodded.

“Okay then, let's get this tattoo done” he smiled, standing up from his stool as he walked over to a table that was full of his equipment. He started picking some things up and placing them on a small table that was next to the stool he was sitting on.

And without knowing it, you didn’t catch yourself staring at him. He was quite the most handsome man you have seen in a while. His honey skin was doing wonders to him, it was so captivating to your eyes. It was enough for you to continue staring at him.

Although you couldn’t see him much, you were already salivating over him. It wasn’t something you usually do, technically you would never do such a thing. But for him you will.

While you continued to stare at him, he didn’t notice your eyes on him as he slowly started taking his black sweater off, and in the process his shirt lifted up, revealing a very captivating tattoo on his lower stomach.

Gulping you stared at it, feeling nervous and a sudden feeling inside your stomach. Looking away, you looked towards the floor instead.

“Do you have any tattoos?” you asked, already knowing that he had one but you wanted to see if he had gotten more. Looking over to you, he nodded softly.

“I have, I have over more than 6 tattoos” he said, sitting down on the stool and facing you directly. For a few seconds, there was a short silence, before he started showing you his tattoo on the side of his hand.

It was a small cross, a thin cross that looked very good on his hand. He then showed you another one that was close to his collarbone and then another one that was in between his chest, one that made you feel shy.

“What about the butterfly one?” you asked, as he slowly looked at you. Meeting your eyes, he looked closely at them, he focused completely on them. And for a second you thought you offended him, that you shouldn’t have asked. “Sorry i-”

“I don’t like this one as much” he cut you off, pulling his shirt up, as he revealed that beautiful tattoo that you felt so attractive to. You could tell he felt insecure about the tattoo, that he wasn’t as proud of it as he was over the other ones.

“I personally really like it” you spoke up, watching the way his eyes found yours, he looked at you so surprisingly, so shocked. It was like he couldn’t believe it at all.

“Do you?” he asked, as you quickly nodded your head. You wouldn’t be sure why he wouldn’t like it, the beautiful blue color immediately stood out to you.

“Yeah, the color is beautiful. And it’s well made” you said, as your eyes didn’t leave his tattoo. As they slowly started going up his body.

Without noticing, your eyes were directing up his body. The way his soft abs were showing, or the veins on his hand holding his shirt up. You didn’t even notice when you started admiring his body and not his tattoo anymore.

He was definitely fit, the muscle on his arm was enough to tell you. And even the soft abs on his stomach that were so captivating to see. It all drove you out of your mind. Enough to start forming dirty thoughts inside your head.

Which you shouldn’t.

Quickly, you averted your eyes elsewhere, as he slowly put his shirt down, covering his tattoo as he brought his clipboard again.

“Can I change the tattoo?” you asked, as he looked over to you. “Yes of course” he said, as he stood up from the stool.

You watched as he started picking up some black gloves, and then placing his tattoo pen on the small gray trey. The needles that gave you shivers down your spine. What looked like some cream and other things you didn’t even know.

Taking a deep breath in, you unlocked your phone. Already looking for a new image to which you already had saved. Let’s say you were planning on getting a tattoo on your arm. Usually that’s where people always start.

You had a cute tattoo idea in mind, and the meaning behind that tattoo was nice. But now you want something different. Just seeing his tattoos gave you a sort of boost of confidence. Something about it made you want to go all out today.

The thing is, you are already here. He’s willing to stay a little longer just to give you a tattoo and well this isn’t always something you would do or think about doing. So might as well go all out.

Even if that means just for today.

Once he finished organizing his things, he sat back down on the stool. Already putting the gloves on.

“I’ll get this one done” you said, turning your phone towards him as his eyes directed to the screen.

The way his eyes widened made you realize that you made a good choice. It meant he wasn’t expecting for you to do these kinds of tattoos which yet again gave you a boost of confidence.

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking over to you. “Yeah” you said, as he waited a little longer.

Thinking that you might change your mind after the decision you just took. But to his surprise you seemed more than determined to do it.

So with a nod, he asked if he could hold your phone. Just to get the exact image of your tattoo. Something that you agreed on, feeling a spark of both excitement and nervousness.

Just knowing you are about to make one of the most extreme decisions you have taken does make you feel nervous. That thrilling sensation knowing that you might regret it but that you will like it either way.

Yes you could easily change your mind. He was more than willing to go with what you wanted. But you were determined.

“Alright then, i’ll bring this closer than” he said, walking over to something that seemed like you can lay down on. You guess that’s where you would be.

You watched as he brought the things closer, and then walked over to the window, closing the blinds as he then said it was for anyone that might walk in and think it was still open. You understood that, but what you were more focused on was the nervous feeling inside of you.

“Okay, you will lay down here” he began to explain, as you just nodded. “This might hurt more than the arm, but it will look good” he said, as you nodded once again.

With his hand, he motioned for you to sit down on the sort of bed, which you quickly did, watching as he brought a small sheet of white paper, already tracing and drawing the tattoo you told him.

“Is this the most outrageous thing you have done?” he asked, his eyes on the drawing as you just chuckled.

“Is it obvious?” you asked, as he looked up at you, giving you a chuckle as he looked back down at the drawing.

“Yeah, but it’s not a bad thing” he added, as you just nodded. Maybe he was being nice to you, but you do think you sound very lame.

It’s mostly the fact that you would be too scared to do any of these kinds of things. So you never really thought about doing these extreme things. But now you are. And it was mostly with a dare of you and Jimin.

“Okay, um you can” he said as you immediately knew what he meant. Slowly, you reached for the bottom of your shirt, already lifting it up as you placed it on the side.

You noticed that his eyes were elsewhere, not trying to look at your now exposed boobs to him. Which weren’t too exposed, you had a bra on. But still. He wanted to respect you enough.

Right after you placed your shirt down, you immediately unclipped your bra. Slowly making it fall on your lap as you watched the way he waited. The way you suddenly took it off was taking everything in him not to look.

It was sort of funny.

Slowly, you laid back down, placing both hands on your boobs as you covered them. Since well they are now exposed.

“Okay” you said, as he quickly nodded, grabbing the small piece of paper as he stood beside you, scanning the area the tattoo would be made.

With his finger, he pointed towards the area, as he carefully placed the paper. You weren’t able to see what he was doing, but you felt like he was doing his job. It took a few minutes until you heard the sound of the pen being turned on.

“Ready?” he looked down at your face, as you nodded. You waited for when the pen would start poking your skin. The moment that everyone started regretting the decision. And right when you thought he wouldn’t do it, you felt it.

That sharp pain that made you gasp out loud. “Relax, I got you” he said, as you took a deep breath.

You waited until it was done, until the pain of the pen hitting your skin would stop. You would be lying if you said it didn’t hurt. Fuck you wanted to just screaming for a bit after holding it in for so long.

The pain was there, that’s for sure.

But he would be there, trying to calm you down and telling you it would just be for a little. That he was almost done with it. And as much as that helped you out, you were still in pain.

“And we are done” he said, after what felt like an eternity of the sound of the pen and the pain beside your boobs, he finished. You might even have shed a tear, but that’s because you haven’t done something like this and well it clearly hurt.

Besides that, you will probably stay away from tattoos for a while.

“I’ll bring the wrap” he said, as he handed you a mirror. Something you quickly took from his hands, looking at the tattoo that was now placed above the center of your stomach. Right below your boobs.

You liked how it looked, apart from red it looked truly good.

As you admired the tattoo in the mirror, you didn’t notice when he walked in. When he accidentally saw your boobs, making him quickly turned away.

“What do you think?” you asked, as you looked over to him. “Huh?” he said, as you motioned towards your tattoo, covering your boobs with both of your hands.

“I think it looks very good” he said, walking over to you, as he grabbed something, cleaning the tattoo as he placed a sort of wrap on it.

“Can you move your hand a bit, i need to clean this side” he said, as you moved your hand slightly.

The soft touch of his fingers brushing beside your boob was bringing this tickling feeling inside your stomach. It felt good. It was nothing much, but it felt so good.

“I think it suits you” he said, cleaning the other side as he then threw the paper on the trash can.

“I have done a lot of tattoos there and i think yours looked the best” he said, as he walked over to the counter, taking his gloves off as you just chuckled.

“The bathroom is on the right” he pointed as you quickly grabbed your things walking over to the bathroom.

Somehow you made it inside with both of your hands covering your boobs. You couldn’t help but admire the tattoo. It looked so nice and it even reminded you of the extreme decision you just took.

Which will be locked inside your mind for the rest of your life.

“Here’s some– oh shit you aren’t done” he said, closing the door right back. The slight embarrassment made you look towards the door. Yet it was also a feeling of desire sparking inside of you.

“I’m sorry” he said, from the outside. “I didn’t mean to look, they look good, wait shit i didn’t mean to”

“Do they?” you said, opening the door of the bathroom, as you watched him standing in front of it.

His eyes lingered down to your boobs but then back up at your eyes. You watched as his eyes went from your boobs to then back up to your eyes.

“I um, they do” he said, as you just chuckled. “Thank you” you said, a mischievous smile appearing on your lips. One you didn’t even notice.

He’s absolutely hot, you noticed it the moment you saw him. The moment you got to fully see his smile. And the part when you were able to see his abs and his stomach turned you on. It’s shameful to admit, but you felt attracted to him.

You aren’t this bold. You made it very clear to him when you were struggling to get a tattoo on your arm, to which you then switched. Getting a tattoo below your boob area was crazy in your opinion.

And now staying right in front of him with your boobs out is another thing. Something that you would’ve never done. Yet here you are.

Something tells you that he isn’t far from your thoughts. He’s not hard to read, as the way he’s scanning you is telling you all the things you need to know.

“I’ll head back inside” you smiled, turning towards the bathroom as you were just about to walk in, you suddenly felt a hand on your wrist that made you stop.

“And where are you going?” he asked, his voice low and deep, creating his sudden feeling inside you. It made you feel nervous, almost like you weren’t the one that came up to him first.

“I think you have something to fix” he said, spinning you around as now you are back to facing him again.

You didn’t expect him to pull this move. Part of you was hoping he did. It was that desire inside of you that was sparking. That shameful lust inside of you wanting for him to do much more than just a tattoo for the night.

And right now you are more than happy.

“Do i?” you asked, as he just chuckled, pulling you towards what seemed like the back of the shop. The nervous feeling inside of you was getting the best of you.

You were getting excited over the small things, like this. Maybe it’s the fact that you haven’t been sexually active. Or the fact that you were liking the thought of getting more than just a tattoo tonight.

Everything was creating such a thrill in you.

Opening a door, he let go of your wrist, closing the door behind him. The room was simple, few of his supplies that he probably comes and gets. Like those storage rooms except there were a few furniture pieces. Like a couch, a coffee table, a few chairs and a small table on the corner. It also had LED lights all around it.

“I quite frankly didn’t expect for this to happen” he said, something that made him walk closer towards you.

“But i don’t mind one bit” he added, as you just gulped, watching the way he was hovering over you. “I promise i will be gentle with your new tattoo”

At some point, you felt so dominant. You felt like you had control of the situation. But now it seems like he’s the one that has it. Yet he looks so hot while demanding.

Before you knew it, his lips were roughly pressed into yours, as his hand held the back of your neck, guiding you as he wanted to. The roughness he had was making you wet already. Just the thought of him made you want to close your legs.

God you didn’t think you would feel this desperate for someone. Just the thought of him fucking you lingered inside your mind.

As you both continued to kiss, he placed his hands on your waist, slowly making you walk backwards as you didn’t break the kiss. Before you knew it, he gently pushed you onto the couch, making you sit on it as your eyes went up to him.

It didn’t take long for him to start taking his shirt off, his pants following right after as the only view was him in his boxers. And that hard bulge that was more than noticeable to see. He was just as turned on as you were.

“You know” he said, coming closer towards you as he suddenly went on his knees. “I think you wanted this as much as I did” he said, pointing his finger in your thigh as he started doing small circles.

Yes you did.

Something about him created this sensation inside of you that you couldn’t avoid. It was strong enough for you to be sitting on this couch, with him almost on your legs.

“What makes you think that?” you asked, as he just chuckled. He slowly started coming closer towards you, his hands going to the side of your hip as the sound of your zipper was heard.

He was unzipping your skirt.

“Because if you didn’t, you would’ve stopped me long ago” he added, slowly pulling the skirt down as you just watched him do it. Not complaining about a single thing because he’s right.

“I guess we are both equally as sexually frustrated” he said, as you helped him pull the skirt all the way down, now being just you in your underwear.

“Luck is on our side” you said, as he chuckled, pulling you closer towards the edge of the couch making you gasp.

Before you could say anything else, he hands were already busy, grabbing onto the hem of your panties as he started to slowly pull them down. Teasing you in a way.

He knew you were as turned on as he was, so he wanted to make you wait. He wanted to see you suffer the desperation and you weren’t far from admitting it. Once your panties were on the floor, his eyes went onto yours.

Looking deeply at them as he slowly spread your legs, creating a playful grin on his lips. One that's making you annoyed.

He was enjoying all the teasing he was doing, you could tell. But fuck were you becoming desperate.

Just as you were about to tell him off, his mouth made quick contact with your clit. Something that shut you up completely.

“Shit” you said, cursing under your breath as his tongue started going up and down your folds. Creating all such lustful thoughts inside your head.

To think your first tattoo would go like this. First it was the bravery you had to have done such a tattoo. It was something that you weren’t thinking of doing.

And second it was now having the person who did your tattoo in between your legs. It just seems so hard to believe. But it happened. If you would’ve known about this then you would’ve come here much earlier.

“You are my favorite guest” he said, as you just chuckled. Throwing your head back as the sound of laughter soon turned into soft moans. Until you felt pleasure all over your body.

He continued to lick your folds, as he then inserted his fingers inside of you, creating a new sensation inside of you. This burning feeling inside your stomach.

“I’m going to cum” you said. As you started arching your back, something that made Taehyung bring you closer towards him.

You kept trying to prevent him from getting closer, trying to push his head away as your orgasm was coming closer and closer. But he wasn’t letting you, it only made him pick up his pace.

“Cum for me” he said, as you felt lost. All thoughts gone, it was just your moans and the sound of his mouth on your entrance. It only brought you closer and closer towards the edge.

“Shit” you cursed out loud, as you soon came. Heavy breathing, you lay down on the couch, something that made Taehyung pull you back up.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” he said, his voice low and deep. Something that made you look up at him, watching as his lustful eyes looked all over you.

You watched as he hovered on top of you, slowly kissing you on your neck all the way down to your stomach. As if your first orgasm wasn’t enough, you were already aiming for another one.

Even though you were already out of energy.

“I will make you want to come back for another tattoo” he whispered, as he stood back up, taking his boxers off as he immediately grabbed the condom from the side.

Once he was done, he pulled you up from the couch, making you yelp with how hard he pulled you up. And soon enough he turned you around, his body pressed against yours as you could feel his already hard cock.

“Let’s fix what you made” he whispered beside your ear, bending you down onto the couch as both of your knees went onto the couch, making you hold yourself by the top of the couch with both hands.

Giving your ass two slaps, he grabbed his cock with his hand.

“Let’s see how well you can take my cock” he said, as he started placing his cock in your entrance, making you grip onto the edge already.

“I can take it” you said, as he scoffed, and with that he pushed his cock in. He didn’t even wait, he just fully thrust himself inside you.

“Shit, oh my god” you were quick to say, feeling your walls pulsing at the sudden stretch. He was big. Just the way your walls needed time to adjust was enough to tell you he was.

You never wanted sex as much as you want it right now. No regrets and no going back.

“Please move” you said, as he was quick to obey. Slowly pulling his cock out as he slammed his cock back inside of you. Making you shut your eyes.

He continued to do that until you were literally begging him to go faster. You wanted him badly, it wasn’t even funny anymore.

You wanted every single part of him, you wanted him to fuck you like you have never been fucked before. If he could break you then might as well be it.

“So needy, huh?” he said, picking up his pace as the sound of his hip hitting your ass echoed through the entire room. Your moans didn’t fall behind.

“Fuck yes i am” you admitted, not even needing to lie since he even knew it himself. Not that he wasn’t in desperate need of having you. Just seeing you was enough to turn him on. And right now he wants to do it all.

“Then i will fuck you like you deserve” he said, as he continued to slam his cock inside of you, making you grip onto the edge of the couch. Eyes shut as you just moaned out. Moaning his name and all curse words you could think of.

Just this moment itself was having you on your knees. You don’t know what it really was. Whether the built up of the moment, or him eating you out until you had your orgasm. Or maybe because this would be your second orgasm.

Something had you begging him to fuck you harder. Just the way you might be bruised on your ass later wasn’t even a bother. You wouldn’t go this far to have sex with someone. You wouldn’t do this much. Sexual frustration is no joke.

“Taehyung” you moaned out, as you felt a pair of kisses on your back. “I will fuck you like this more often”

“Please do” you said, feeling the knot about to burst. And just like that your second orgasm was coming. But this one was harder than the first one. It would have you out of energy for sure.

“I’m going to cum” you said, your knuckles turning white from how tight you were holding onto the edge of the couch. “So am i”

“Cum around my cock” he said, slapping your ass in the process. And before you knew it, you did. You came around his cock. Making you almost fall forward from how weak you felt. But he was quick to hold you up.

“I’m almost there” he said, thrusting into you a few more times before he came inside the condom. Fully filling it up as he cursed under his breath. He held you up with both of his hands on your hips. Watching as you were fully dazed.

“Damn I went that hard? Sorry” he said, slowly placing you down onto the couch as you couldn’t help but chuckle.

You weren’t just out of energy, you were also tired. Your legs felt weak. He really went all out on you and you don’t regret it. You wanted it like this.

“That was the best sex I have had” he admitted as you nodded in the process. “Same here” you quickly said, laughing right afterwards.

“We have to do that again” you said, looking at him as he tried to lay down with you, something you gave him some space for.

“Oh we have to” he quickly added.

After a few more laughs you fell into a deep sleep, something he quickly brought a blanket for. Covering you up with it as he laid down beside you.

And even if there wasn’t much space, he still found it comforting wrapping you in his arms and having you close to him.

He didn’t know you much but after this it will all change.

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purpleyoonn · 2 years

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My Witch

Summary: It was Halloween night and you were in the old church fulfilling a dare your friends tasked you with. Little did you know you were being watched, and he had been waiting a long time to finally make you his. Now, you were his, and he wasn’t letting you go.

Pairing: Demon Taehyung x Human (witch) Reader

Genre: soulmate au, demon au, bts au, angst, smut

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: bad pranks, demon whispering, spells, rituals gone wrong, prank gone wrong, reader is really a witch, Taehyung is a demonic guardian, dom Taehyung, sub mc, bondage, orgasm denial, praise kink, breeding kink, pretty much just pure smut, pure filth,

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Six candles stood on the borders of the circle you resided in. The white chalk on the floor marked in an intricate shape as copied from the book in your hands. There was no way this was going to work, and you would be out of this damned house in a matter of minutes, ready to pummel your friends for making you do this as your dare instead of something else, like licking the bottom of your friend’s foot for example.

You had been at your friend, Yeri’s house with a large group of friends, playing games before you all went out for Halloween. You were in the middle of playing truth or dare when you stupidly picked dare. You were told to go into the old church and recreate the ritual that you had been shown in your class. The class was about magic and the occult, and was a huge hit for the youth in your religious small town.

Lighting the last candle, you finished the circle of salt around your body as you placed the book on the floor, looking at everything to see if you got the ritual right. When you had everything confirmed, you stood tall, book in your hand again as you moved to read the small inscription underneath one of the diagrams.

You barely managed to get one of the Latin words out of your mouth before the lights started to flicker.

“Okay guys! This isn’t funny.” You yelled out, the flickering lights stopping making you believe your friends left the room, your back to the door as you faced the window.

“Okay…let’s do this so I can get back home instead of going out. I’ll need a large glass of wine when I’m done.” You say aloud, needing the eerie silence in the room to be gone. You hated the silence, how your thoughts seemed to try and fill the void.

You start the chant again, this time closing your eyes, not wanting to know if your friends try and prank you again. They knew you were scared, knew you didn’t want to do this. You were the only one in class who paid attention to your professor, knew exactly what these words meant, and it terrified you.

A creak sounded from your right causing you to open your eyes, head moving to the direction only to see nothing there. Taking a deep breath to ease your nerves, you finished the incantation quicker, not knowing you most likely butchered some of the words. You just wanted this to be over with.

You waited a couple seconds, sighing in relief when nothing happened, not even a slight flicker of the light coming from the candle’s flames. Choosing to keep the candles lit for light, you begin to clean up the chalk on the ground and the salt, along with the small gems your friend Joy gave you for the ritual.

Another creak sounded, this time form behind you as you jumped to your feet, spinning on your heel to come face to face with someone you didn’t know.

His dark eyes were locked on you, as if drinking in the sight of you. He had black hair that curled into his neck, longer in the back as he has it pulled into a half ponytail at the top of his head. He leaned against the door frame, your only way out of the dark room. He appeared relaxed as he looked at you, like nothing was amiss even as the candles blew out and the only light now came from the moonlight leaking in through the window.

“Who are you?” You asked the tall man, not moving from your spot. Your voice wavered, not liking the way this went in your head.

“Oh baby. I’ve been waiting a long time for this.” He had a deep voice that made tingles shoot down your spine, straight to your core. He smirked at you, the corner of his lip turning upward as if he knew exactly what reaction his voice gave you.

“What are you talking about?” Your voice was shaky now, the entire vibe and atmosphere of the room becoming cold. Something was not right and your mind was coming up with way too many awful scenarios, the main one being that the stupid ritual actually worked.

“Now, darling. You are the one who spoke the incantation…my little witch.” He started walking forward, his pace leisurely as he kept his eyes on you.

“Each potential witch is born with a demonic guardian, courtesy of the Devil herself. I just so happen to also be your mate, who you’ve just summoned into the physical plane.” You were shaking your head, not believing his words as he kept moving closer. Your body was frozen where you stood, your feet physically unable to move.

“I’ve been watching you since you were little, making sure nothing happened to my darling mate. I, however, was getting tired of waiting. So, I may have whispered into your “friends” ears tonight to get you’re here.” He stopped in front of you, wrapping one arm around your waist and the other coming up to cup your jaw.

“You look beautiful tonight, by the way? My perfect little bride.” You were dressed as a bride tonight, a joke done by your friends seeing as you’ve never been in a relationship. But now, you think it was this demon whispering again.

“This isn’t funny. So whichever one of my friends that paid you to do this, I’ll give you more money to leave me alone.” You whisper, voice weak from fear as he stares down at you with lust in his eyes.

He was silent, his eyes switching back and forth between your own as he looked at you. Taehyung didn’t know what to say to make you understand what you did, how you brought him here and started the mate bond with him.

“When you do a spell at this scale, make sure you speak slowly and pronounce everything correctly, or you might just bring your soulmate to the physical plane and begin the mate bond with them.” Or Taehyung can just bite the bullet and say it bluntly.

He knew he had you when your eyes began fluttering in thought, as if you were reading words sitting in the air. You always did this when you were thinking, like you were reading an invisible paragraph that no one else could see. He watched your expression turn from thinking to panicked as you tried to pull away from him.

“Sorry, my love, can’t have you trying to run away from me now, can I?” His grip on your jaw tightened, tilting your head to the side as he brought his nose to your neck and took a deep breath in. When he pulled back, he had a deep grin on his lips, eyes flashing with amusement.

“All of that fear can’t hide the lust you feel for me. It scares you, doesn’t it?” You squeeze your thighs together, your mind becoming hazy with lust as he continues to stare down at you. You begin to feel hot and clammy, the need building within you the longer he has his hands on you.

“Don’t fight it. Don’t fight me. Let the feeling take you over.” He whispered in your ear, biting into your lobe as he did. He didn’t need you trying to fight the bond, not when you already started it. Not when you put it into action. Not when your spell accepted him as your mate.

Not when you were finally his.

He could see the tears forming in your eyes as you tried to fight the pull to him. He could smell your arousal dripping from your folds and his had him fighting himself. He wanted to take his first time with you slowly, making sure you felt everything he gave to you, only his name leaving your lips as he made you come, again and again. However, the longer you tried to fight him, the more he wanted to make you beg.

“Let your body succumb to the pleasure only I can make you feel.” He didn’t like that you were shaking your head. That you were still trying to fight the pull you felt for him. He blinked, one second you were in the old church, the next you were lying on a bed.

You were in your bra and panties, jewelry you had never seen before now littered your body. Numerous bracelets covered both of your wrists; you even had a couple of anklets adorning your ankles.

You sat up, moving to bring your legs to your chest as you looked around. A weight on the bed had you catching eyes with the demon who you accidently summoned. His eyes were completely black, the candles lit on the side tables flickering in his gaze.

You moved back until you were back against the headboard, no longer in the middle of the bed. The demon tutted, shaking his finger at you. He moved forward, grabbing ahold of your ankles and slowly dragging you back until you were once again laying down in the middle of the bed. Your hands now bound to the headboard as your ankles remained free.

“You know, if you didn’t try and fight the pull you feel to me, I wouldn’t have to do this. You are mine. You always have been.” He now hovered over you, his finger caressing your jaw as you tried to move your head away. Your thighs were clenched together, the only physical indication of your growing arousal and need for the man on top of you.

Your body craved his touch, had you wanted to lean into him, but the small part that was quickly dying out inside of you was telling you that this was all wrong. That you shouldn’t be doing this.

Taehyung noticed the fight quickly leaving your body, the arousal becoming greater as it fell and created a damp spot on your panties. He decided you needed a little nudge.

“You smell so sweet. My very own nectar.” His fingers trailed down your side, caressing your hip before moving over your panties.

He could feel how damp your underwear was, your slick now covering his fingers just from touching your underwear. His eyes rolled back into his head as he brough his slick coated fingers to his lips. You let out a gasp as he brought his hand down again, ripping your underwear off in one quick motion before running his fingers through your folds.

“That’s it darling.” His voice caressed you just like his touch. His spread your legs open, moving to rest his own in the now open space as he brought his finger to your core again, his index finger now pushing in slowly, a whimper leaving your lips at the feeling.

“Just relax babygirl, I’ll take good care of you.” His finger moved slowly against your walls, pumping a couple of times before adding his middle finger, the two rubbing against the spot that had you moaning out.

Taehyung watched you as you moaned, your eyes were closed from the pleasure, your body finally giving in to the bond. He could see you relax into the bed, the only tension in your body coming from your abdomen and core.

When he noticed you getting close, he pulled back, causing you to whine, your eyes opening to see the smirk on his lips. He brought his fingers to his lips again, this time putting them in his mouth so he could suck off the slick coating them. You could see his shoulders tense and his chest move up and down as he tried to catch his breath. The taste of you on his tongue had all reason thrown out the window.

He was back on top of you again, his clothing missing as the weight of him presses you against the mattress. You could feel him against your hip, could feel his balls as the rest against your clit. His head was directly over your own, as if searching again for any sign of defiance. When he didn’t get it, he moved back down your body, kissing every couple seconds.

He left open-mouthed kisses down the expanse of your neck and collarbone, marks left in his wake as he reaches your breasts. A small testing kiss is placed right next to your nipple, causing a whine to leave your lips and laughter to leave his.

“Oh baby? Is this where you want me to kiss?” He wastes no time before taking your nipple in his mouth, sucking on you harshly. The groan that leaves your lips has him wanting more, the hand not on your other breasts moves down to your core again, fingers rubbing at your clit.

You were music at his touch, so vocal for him, Taehyung thought, absolutely loving the way each touch from him had you singing.

He had you almost reaching your high another two times, wanting to drag this out as long as he could. He waited way to long for you, and he wasn’t going to let this last less than he felt you both deserved. Each whine he brought forward from your lips, the closer he became to losing all control.

“Shhh baby. I’ll make it all better.” He cooed in your ear as he brought his tip to your core, rubbing it in your slick, coating his cock with the juices he brought out of you.

You couldn’t help but to remember he was a demon, his masochism showing as he edged you three separate times. You were about to push him away and handle things yourself when he finally pushed in, your body almost pulling him in, not wanting to be edged again. It was, again, as if he read your thoughts. (Taehyung knew you so well he could practically read your mind.)

Your breath caught in your throat at the feeling of him touching your cervix, his hips pressed against yours as he moves your legs to wrap around his shoulders, the position making him reach new places and making more tingles shoot down your spine.

He didn’t hesitate to find a rhythm, knowing you wouldn’t feel any pain from, him only pleasure as your mate. His pace was quick and deep, hitting your cervix and rubbing against your spot with every thrust. All inhibitions and control leaving Taehyung’s body as your walls clench against him. He could feel the pleasure coursing through your body.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well. Such a good girl.” He pushes out through his clenched teeth, eyes locked on your own as he changes position, this time he moved your legs to wrap around his hips. He seemed to reach even deeper than before, matching his thrusts so he was going harder and deeper.

“My good girl. Gonna fill you nice and full.” Your mouth was open as the knot in your stomach was getting tighter and tighter. You had no clue if he even realized what he was saying, but you couldn’t help but to clench around him at his words.

“Oh, you like that idea? Want me to fill you with my seed? Want me to breed you like the good little mate I know you are?” He could feel himself getting close, his body betraying his mind as he had you underneath him for the first time. Despite his desire to drag this out, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

He brought his lips to your neck, sucking at your pulse point as he rubbed his index and middle fingers against your clit, wanting to make you cum as he felt his high coming closer.

“Such a good girl.” He breathed out as you came, your walls clenching tightly around his cock sending him into his own release. He didn’t stop for a couple more thrusts, wanting to push as much of his cum into you as possible before he stopped at the hilt, pressing his hips harder into yours for good measure.

He remained in you for a while, wanting to make sure you remained filled, with him and his cum. He wanted everyone to know you were his, and the scent of his cum in you would be the best way to do that.

He looked down at you again, your eyes hazy from the pleasure.

“Such a good girl.”

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bunnybubae · 1 year

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(M) They Were Right | KTH

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung

Genre: Established Relationship - Smut/Kinda Fluff

Warnings: PWP - Oral (Female receiving) - Butt Fingering - Masturbation - Anal Sex - Creampie

Summary: This is basically the first time doing anal with your boyfriend Taehyung

Word Count: 2.398

A/N: Hello hello, it’s been a while uh? So, I had a wet dream last night and these are the results, I wrote it down in a rush so let me know if there are mistakes to fix. I know it’s short but I hope you’ll like it! Let me know what you think! :D

- Joy 🐰

You don't know the exact moment you started considering trying anal sex with your boyfriend, maybe you saw one porn in particular that started making you think about it, making you wonder if it really hurts as much as they say, if it's really that pleasurable that you'll want to do it again. Taehyung was happy to find out with you, but he never forced you to do it if you were not feeling ready to actually try.It's certainly not the first time you've found yourself in this situation,lying naked on the bed with your eyes narrowed in pleasure, while your boyfriend makes out with your pussy with passion.

"Tae-"

The sound of your voice is heavy, you gasp as you push his hair out of his vision with your hands.

"Tae I want more"

Your request makes him lift his head reluctantly. A thin string of saliva connects his mouth with your lips.

“I can see it,” he says softly, unable to take his eyes off the wetness of your folds, finding the swelling of your clit almost cute. So inviting that he can't resist dropping one last gentle kiss on it.

You shiver at the gentle touch on the sensitive spot.

"I want to try again"

You don't know why in your ears you sound almost shy, you don't know if you're more embarrassed because of the request or the desire laced in your voice, with which the sentence left your mouth. You've already tried it once, but you were probably too tense, too focused on the pain you could have felt, which made the moment less spontaneous and relaxed. His caresses on your thighs only fuel the burning need you feel. He surely caught at what you were hinting as he asked

"Are you sure?" He finally raises his gaze, locking it with yours. His eyes a little surprised but full of fervor. "You know we can wait more and-"

"N-no...I really want to do this"

Before he could finish the sentence you speak again, placing your hands on his gently, following their movement over your body. He nods with a slight smile, shifting the weight of his naked body onto yours. His cock is already so stiff just from the orals he gave you and the lazy thrusts of his pelvis on the mattress. He hiss softly when his member touches your belly, the sensation much more pleasant and soft than the fabric of the blankets.

"Alright. Tell me to stop if you feel too much pain, okay?" he says, while one of his hands gently brushes your face. You nod and before you can answer him, he continues.

"I'll go slow and gentle baby," his words are imprinted on your skin with every soft kiss as he travels the curve of your neck and jaw, leaving wet trails and causing you to sigh with pleasure.

"We'll take all the time we need," he then whispers.

And with that, his lips touch yours, kissing them with measured delicacy.

It's baffling how much his body on yours manages to be so toned and at the same time so soft, it gives you a sense of comfort and protection, as if in his arms you don't need to fear anything. As if your bodies complement each other once they are close. A growing tension returns slightly to your belly as his face descends again, passing your pubes. Tae brings his hands to the back of your thighs, massaging their flesh before pushing your legs towards you. Instinctively, you bring your hands to the backs of your knees, your breath quickening in anticipation.

"B-baby" you whisper softly, stuttering when you feel the wetness of his tongue trailing from your clit, slowly to your hole. He hums, getting lost in the sweet taste of your pussy. Then he continues to descend, and you know well that this is the time to lift your legs a little more, spreading them and bringing them to your chest. Your eyes close for a moment and your brows arch at the moist touch you feel in your anus. The sensation persists, grows as he continues to lick with the flat of his tongue, swirling in circle from time to time.

"God, I love every inch of you" he confessed. Your face gets hotter and hotter as his demeanor makes you softly moan. The moment you slightly lift your head to look at him through your lashes, the vision of his index finger entering his mouth and coming out moist, something inside you pops causing your walls to clench.

"Fuck... Do that again" your voice quivers.

He looks up and staring into your eyes, he brings his forefinger back to his mouth slowly, coating it with more saliva. You bite your lip at the hot vision, more to keep your eagerness to yourself, but he doesn't seem to like the way you suppress your verses. Then he brings his moistened finger close to you again, his eyes never leaving yours as he slowly thrusts at the entrance of your anus. He wasn't lying when he said he'd be slow and gentle. As he inserted his finger wasn't unpleasant at all, also due to the look he's giving you, you feel particularly turned on. You moan again as he reaches all the way down to his knuckle.

"Yes-" He exhales pleased "I wanna hear every sound you make" he slowly withdraws his finger without letting it come out completely, and then pushes it in again, more easily, but still slowly. "Let yourself go totally love". You moan louder as his finger moves in and out gradually faster but never making you uncomfortable. The sound of his hoarse voice doing things to you. With your hands you firmly grasp your breasts, squeezing them as you like and playing with your nipples. Tae takes the opportunity to quickly reach the drawer of the bedside table, grabs the tube of lube and then spurts some on his hand, covering his first two fingers well. He tosses it aside onto the bed as he leans back in on you, kissing softly the hand covering your breast, as he smears some lube directly between your cheeks. He lifts his head to look at you, making sure you're comfortable throughout as his two fingers gently push into you. You gasp, your eyebrows come together and your eyes close as your head tilts back. Two fingers is already a big achievement for you considering that last time even one finger was able to cause you a lot of pain. It seems that this time you are more relaxed, ready, perhaps.

Excitement builds up in you as the stinging pain becomes less and less sharp, making room for a blossoming glimmer of pleasure, your unsteady breathing and facial expressions seem to make him think you're in pain, so when you feel he's withdrawing his fingers, you whine out a No that instantly freezes him in place.

"Don't pull them out please, it-" you breathe out shakily "started to feel good"

He sharply inhale, biting down at his lip as he allow his fingers to dive in again. When he reaches all the way down to his knuckles, you two moan in unison. Tae didn't believe that just penetrating you with his fingers could affect him so much that he unconsciously brought his free hand to his cock in need of some sort of friction. He savors every sound you make, the lascivious clatter of wet fingers in and out of your body and the thumping sound of his fist sliding over the precum-filled tip of his cock. The movement of his fingers continues to be careful and precise, even if faster than before, you begin to feel a growing pressure in your belly. You hear his ragged breaths that do nothing but turn you on even more.

"Please keep going-" you whisper between moans. "I'm close"

You hear him mumble something you can't register, but an instant later he releases his grip around his cock to focus totally on you, his fingers piston inside you faster and faster, the lube doing its job perfectly. You try to bring a hand to your throbbing clit but the position doesn't allow you to reach it comfortably, Tae notices the movement of your arm, quickly grabs your hand to bring it back into position behind your knee. He pushes your legs a little further towards you and brings his other hand up to your pussy. His thumb collects your juices and then rubs on your clit to facilitate the friction, causing you a set of sensations never experienced before, not all at once at least.

"Like that?" he asks quietly, looking at you while he continues his ministrations with both hands.

"Yes- God yes!" you moan loudly as you feel your orgasm approach.

You no longer feel pain, everything has been replaced by an immense sensation of pleasure. The thrusts of his hand, fingers scissoring from time to time, mixed with the movements of his fingers on your clit push you further and further towards oblivion. Moan after moan, everything goes white and a slight tear leaves the outer rim of your eye, running down your cheek as your orgasm shoots through your entire body. An intensity never felt before, your heavy breathing is the only sound that now fills the room. As your body slowly relaxes, Tae's touch leaves your body to allow you to recover. You look at him with languid eyes, you're still a little sensitive down there but with a great desire to go all the way, he can see it in your eyes. With his arms you beckon him to come closer to you, to hug you, and so he does.

He smiles softly, leaning his body on yours and letting your arms wrap him completely. You feel his member pressing against your belly, still perfectly stiff and hungry, when he lifts himself bearing the weight of his body on his palms, your gaze descends towards his cock and it was enough to see it glistening with pearls of precum on the tip, pulsing at the slightest touch, to feed your cravings even more. You do feel ready to take him all the way in.

"Tae... Fuck me" you whisper looking into his eyes.

He loves it when you are so vocal, when you voice your desires so openly, when you let go completely. You can read it on his face, which takes on a mixed expression between all the love he feels for you and all the desire to fuck you and fill you with his cum.

"Everything you want, baby" he replies matching your tone.

He takes the previously thrown lube, squirting it directly on his cock, using his hand to spread it well. Two fingers certainly helped stretch some the muscles, but concern about hurting you lurks in his expression. He pump himself a few times before positioning correctly between your legs and aligning his cock with your anus. When you feel the hesitation in his movements you tell him "I'll let you know if it hurts" and you smile gently to reassure him. He smirks back, leaning in to give you a soft peck. As he gets back into position, you feel the tip of his cock push gently, the pressure not as uncomfortable as you expected it to be. You feel him slipping inside you little by little, your tightness affecting his sensations too, causing him an urgent need to push a little deeper. Feeling the stretch, a little painful but you can handle it perfectly, you decide to place your elbows behind your knees so you can caress his hips and back with your hands. In this position you feel like you've allowed him better access as you feel his pelvis getting closer to yours. Both of your breaths have become more erratic. His eyes, previously focused on the penetration and beauty of your body at his mercy, now look at your face.

Your twisted expressions, full of pleasure, a pinch of pain that still doesn't allow your face to fully relax, give him the confidence he needed to sink totally inside you. When he reaches the bottom, he lets out a liberating moan, as if to let go of all the breath held so far to proceed with delicacy. You breathe hard, you feel full in every sense, you feel the difference from vaginal sex. When your eyes finally open, your face is much more relaxed, the pain is a ghost still fluttering around, but it's not a persistent presence anymore. His face is very close to yours and only when you nod, he understands that you're ready for him to move.

He starts slowly, to test a little, he backs off without totally exiting, leaving the tip inside you and you already feel the emptiness, impatient to feel that delicious sensation of full just before. When he thrusts into you again, the motion makes you moan deep within your throat. Tae continues the movement for a couple of thrusts, until your moans get louder, your expression contorted with pure pleasure.

"I don't think I'll last long if you moan like that" he warns you, his hips move fast and erratically, his pelvis slams against yours in the sweetest lewd sound.

"Just cum inside me-" you retort moaning again. He slams harder and harder grunting dirty words after dirty words. The sounds of your bodies enjoying together fill your ears, your moans and wet skins slapping. His body gradually stiffens with each thrust, his warm breath caresses your face and you feel in total ecstasy.

"I fucking love you Y/N" he breathed out.

"I-I'm" he stammer as his hips move erratically and he begins to throb, thrusting as he cums inside you, spraying hot spurts of cum as deep as he can. You feel hot, sweaty and satisfied. Happy.

You wanted so much to discover the pleasures of anal sex but you didn't think it could be so pleasant considering the pain you must bare initially.

"They were right" you menage to say, giggling.

He looks at you, breathless, still inside you.

"I definitely wanna do this again!"

You both burst out laughing like idiots, but that's part of good sex too, especially when you love someone as much as you love him.

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saninthebuilding · 1 year

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"it's your golden hour"

❤️‍🩹 pairing: kim taehyung x reader

❤️‍🩹 summary: being in a relationship with an idol can be a bit busy, especially when it's one of the members of bts. however, despite all taehyung's idol activities, you're there to show him- both to his face and behind his back -just how much you love him, even when he doubts his worth.

❤️‍🩹 word count: 2.8k (edited!)

❤️‍🩹 genre: idol!taehyung au, art major!reader au, university student!reader au, fluff, slight angst, hurt/comfort

❤️‍🩹 trope: pre-established relationship

❤️‍🩹 warnings: self-doubt, crying, mentions of sleep, taehyung is unsure of reader's love for him, reader is completely in love with taehyung, they're really soft, fluffy-haired taehyung (because i consider this a warning, he's so fine-)

❤️‍🩹 a/n: changing up my theme! to be honest i like this a lot more, it's so organized and clear, but anyways. i really liked how this turned out, even though i had a completely different idea when i started this, but i've been so in love with taehyung's hair in his recent lives and i just had to write something for him because he's been bias-wrecking me really hard lately. i hope you enjoy!

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leaning back into the couch, i stretch my arms high above my head, basking in the evening sun currently streaming through the large french windows in the living room.

taehyung lay sprawled out beside me, head in my lap and feet hanging off the side of the sofa as he taps away at his phone, playing some game he'd downloaded recently.

he cheers, pumping his fist into the air as a celebratory tune rings out from his phone, and i shake my head, smiling down at him as i brush his hair out of his eyes. he looks up at me, excited, before turning back to his screen.

it was a lazy sunday for taehyung and i, the two of us having cleared up our weekend to make time for each other. although he was currently on break from his idol activities to work on his solo career, he was still busy. having secured several deals, he was bomboarded with photoshoots and modelling by major companies like celine and elle korea- just to name a few.

however, my schedule wasn't any better. as a current art major in my fourth year of university, culminating week was just around the corner as my last semester rounded to a close. it was a stressful time, but i was lucky enough to have submitted my portfolio assignment early, so i had the rest of the week free before my final evaluation.

sighing, i look down, staring at taehyung playing his game. he seemed so focused, the reflection of the colourful lights from his screen painting his determined expression in hues of reds and blues.

looking at the time, i see the clock on the opposing wall reads 6:13 pm.

i pouted, glaring at his phone that had held his undivided attention for the past hour. i had thought he would put it away after a while, but it seemed like he had been waiting all week to try the app out, so i'd taken the opportunity to just enjoy his company.

still, i did miss actually interacting with him.

we'd barely gotten free time until now, and until his final photoshoots finished and my semester ended it was unlikely we'd get to spend some proper time together like this again.

not gonna lie, i feel like i'm third-wheeling here.

"taehyung, why won't you hang out with me?" i whined, taking him by surprise as i drum my hands on his chest. he lets out a startled yelp, quickly pressing something on his phone before looking up at me.

"yah, i almost lost!" he protests, looking at me in absolute horror- "you can't scare me like that!"

"yea, well maybe you should lose" i say, cheeks puffing up as i spoke. "all you've been doing is playing that game for the past hour. it's like i freed the weekend up just to watch you-"

realizing this wasn't what i had intended to say, i backtracked, waving my hands around frantically in panic, "which i love, don't get me wrong! uh- watching you, i mean. but, i just..."

i trail off, hands coming up to cover my face in embarrassment, before i peek down through my fingers. taehyung is gazing up at me, a soft look on his face, phone forgotten on his stomach.

i sigh, taking his silence as an encouragement to keep going.

"i've just missed you so much" i mumble, turning away from him to look out the window. the sun was setting lower now, rays turning golden as they hit the glass and splintered in the air.

it was magical.

"this is the only weekend we both have off until all our work is finished, and that isn't for another week or so. and i've barely seen at all except for when i'm leaving early morning for a class and you're there to drive me, or when you come drained after a day of work and slip into bed next to me, so it's a little..."

i pause, confused as i see taehyung's mouth falls open in shock. but before i can ask him what's wrong, he quickly sits up, shifting the two of us on the couch so we're facing each other.

"shit, do i wake you up every night?" he asks as his hands glide up and down my sides in what seems to be apology, "i swear i try to be quiet-"

i laugh, realizing he thinks he disturbs my sleep, before shaking my head, "no, no, don't worry. you don't wake me up." i let my hands rest on his knees, tracing small patterns with my fingers to calm him down.

"but then how do you-" he stops talking, confused, "it's always really late when i get home. and you're always asleep when i lie down..."

"well, no, not really. i just..." i feel heat start to creep into my ears, and i look down, focusing on the soft white material of his t-shirt.

"i wait for you. i know how tired you are when you get home, you barely even wash up or change before coming to bed. so i just, you know..."

i don't see it, but taehyung's eyes go wide, as if something clicked in his head. "that's why my clothes are always changed, and why my face and hair aren't full of all the products the staff use when i wake up."

suddenly taehyung tilts his head down, and as he looks at me, i see his expression has turned gentle, loving, adoring, as though i were the most precious thing in the world. his hands have stopped on my waist, and when he speaks his voice is heavy with emotion.

"no wonder on some nights i'd feel you moving around. and others i'd wake up with memories of hands cupping my face, guiding a glass of water to my lips, brushing the hair out of my eyes. you take care of me every night after i fall asleep, don't you?"

i bite my bottom lip, feeling a little embarrassed, but i nod anyway.

it was true. each night i'd wait for taehyung to get home, and after he had knocked himself out among the sheets, i would get up and start with his clothes. sometimes he'd wake up halfway, helping me swap his dress pants for a pair of soft pajama bottoms. other times i'd gently peel off his leather jacket or button-up while he slept, leaving him more comfortable in a t-shirt.

next i'd wet a towel with warm water and wipe the beauty products off his face (even though he doesn't need any). but it was never too much since the stylists try their best to use as little as possible when shooting, so it was always the easiest thing to do.

then i'd get another wet towel and start on his hair, working out the gel and hair spray that was occasionally still there on days where taehyung didn't have the energy to wash it out before coming home.

and if i was lucky, he would sometimes wake up just as i was getting back into bed, drunk on sleep and exhaustion, and i'd use the opportunity to coax a glass of water into his hands, encouraging him to finish it.

it was nights like these i cherished most, the stolen moments i was sometimes blessed with when i helped him drink some water and he would mumble how his day had been, eyes bleary and hands reaching for my warmth. the days where he trusted me enough to let me take care of him, even in his most vulnerable state, before pulling me into his chest and falling back to sleep with me in his arms.

and as i felt his fingers under my chin, guiding my head to meet his gaze, i stared into his soft, brown eyes, taking in the way the sun hit his tan skin just right, bathing him in a golden glow so breathtaking that he looked unreal, seeing the way his eyes shined and his face was so full of love, for me, all for me, and i realize that, no, those moments were not what i cherished most.

it was him that i cherished most.

"y/n?" taehyung breathes, and as i saw his eyes begin to turn wet, i understood that he felt the same way.

even though we barely got any time together, even though we barely saw each other, even though our lives were so busy, at the end of the day these things would never change the way we felt for each other.

because i loved him, and he loved me, and regardless of all our photoshoots and assignments and mismatched schedules, that love was never going anywhere.

it would never waver, because the bond the two of us had created over the years was deeper than scenic dates and bouqets of flowers and fancy gifts.

it was trust and comfort and support and understanding- but above all else, it was unconditional love.

and that is the kind that lasts forever.

"yes?" i whisper, and my voice comes out breathless, dazed, as i am completely transfixed by the man before me.

"don't i burden you? don't you think i rely on you this much, even unknowingly? doesn't it bother you that i'm barely around, showing up late at night only to fall straight asleep and wake up early only to leave you again?"

my lips part as a gasp comes out of my mouth, his unexpectedly serious words spearing my chest- "of course not taehyung, how could you say that?"

he shakes his head, teeth nipping at the corner of his mouth. "i mean, i know i'm an idol, and that this relationship is probably already something that puts strain on your shoulders due to the possibility of fans finding you and harming you. but i'm also your boyfriend. and boyfriends are supposed to be here, supposed to be present, supposed to show you how much you mean to them."

taehyung leans closer, tentative, wary, almost scared as he reaches out to me, only to pull his hand away. he swallows hard, before looking up to meet my gaze, eyes glistening.

"don't you get tired of being with me?"

my heart drops at his words, at how ashamed and anxious he sounds. he clenches his jaw, a nervous habit of his, and i let my eyes linger on the movement, watching how the veins in his neck make a quick appearance. i see the muscles in his arms flex as he lifts his hand to my face again, seeming unsure. i admire the ethereal glow the sun casts upon his skin as he raises my head to his. the mole on his lower lip, on his nose, on his cheek. the way he pulls the skin of his bottom lip between his teeth, sinking them into the soft flesh before letting go. the way the salt water in his eyes threatens to spill over his lashline.

i lift my hands up to his cheeks just as he rests his own on mine, gently brushing my thumbs over his eyes, preventing the tears from finding their way down his face.

he opens his mouth to continue, but i'm faster, the words tumbling out of me before i can stop myself.

"i love you so much taehyung" i breathe, voice catching in my throat as i feel my own eyes starting to sting. "so, so, so much- more than you can ever know. but you have to know. you need to know. i need you to know."

taehyung lets out a shaky breath, something halfway between a hiccup and a sob, and i move closer, climbing into his lap.

"we're both busy, and that's unavoidable. you have your life and i have mine, and even though we are so closely part of each others' lives, there are some things i cannot be included in, just as there are some things you cannot be included in."

his hands have come to rest on my hips, and letting one hand rest on his cheek, i maintain eye contact as i carefully run the other under his eye. over his cheekbone. his cheek. along his jawline. down his neck. he swallows under my touch, and i feel his adam's apple bob beneath my fingers. his eyes stay on mine, and when my hand reaches his chest, i flatten my palm directly over his heart, feeling his heartbeat thumping against my skin.

"but even though i may not be everywhere with you physically, i will always be in here."

i gaze at him, feeling my own heart beginning to speed up as i feel his fingers creep under my shirt, tracing circles with his thumbs on the skin of my waist.

"it doesn't matter how much time we spend together, it doesn't matter how much time we don't spend together. i need you to know that my love for you is not going anywhere."

my voice cracks a bit, a tear escaping down my cheek, and this causes taehyung to sniffle, eyes watering again.

"it doesn't matter how late you come home, it doesn't matter how early you have to leave. i will be there" i say, pressing my hand into his chest, "both in here..." i take my hand away from his face and gently grip his wrist, before placing his hand on my cheek, "and out here."

he bites his lip, visibly struggling to keep his tears at bay as he lets out a shuddering breath. he's clutching my sides now, as though trying to ground himself, to control the sobs threatening to take over.

"i will always be there to wipe your face down when you're too tired, to make sure you eat or drink something after a long day, to tuck you into bed so you can get a good night's sleep- to do whatever it is you want me to do for you."

i let go of his hand, reaching over to cup his face again, before pressing my lips to his forehead. and it is this action that seems to be too much for him, that breaks the dam he was so desperately trying to maintain, and he lets out a sob, arms wrapping around my body as he pulls me close, burying his face into my shoulder.

"because i love you, taehyung" i choke out, my own tears spilling down my cheeks upon hearing him break in my arms, "and i will always love you. so don't you ever doubt that."

he's crying in earnest now, his hands fisting the cloth of my shirt as his body shakes from the force of his tears. he inhales shakily, before forcing himself to say something.

"y/n" taehyung sputters, and i'm instantly hugging him closer as my own tears fall, rubbing his back and planting soft kisses into his fluffy hair.

"i'm right here, taehyung. i'm not going anywhere, i promise," i whisper into his ear, gently rocking us side to side. "it's okay, you're okay. we're okay."

i let him cry for a while longer, holding him up even as his body gives out under the weight of his tears. i feel him pulling away, and as i wipe my tears away to glance at him, his hands are suddenly cupping my cheeks, looking me straight in the eyes before he presses his lips to mine.

the tears streaming down his face mix with my own on our lips, the salt water a stark contrast to the sweetness of the kiss. he goes slow, as though trying to engrain the moment into his heart, into his mind, convincing himself that i did actually, truly love him despite the burden he considered himself to be.

i tangle my fingers into his hair, and as i marvel at the softeness of his brown locks under my hands, i pull him closer, wanting him to feel all the affection and adoration and sheer love i had for him.

taehyung leans back after a bit, panting softly, his glossy eyes blown wide as he studies my face. he lifts a hand to caress my cheek, absentmindedly brushing at the wetness on my skin before pressing his forehead to mine.

"i love you" he whispers, "i love you so much, y/n, and i can't tell you how grateful and lucky i feel just to be able to call you mine."

he pulls away, grabbing my hand and slips his fingers between my own, before lifting our intertwined hands to his lips and pressing a soft kiss to the back of my hand, keeping his eyes on mine the entire time.

despite my current drowsiness due to all the tears i just cried, i let out a surprised giggle. taehyung's gaze is gentle as he watches me, wiping the tears from my face, and i lean into his touch before throwing myself into his arms. he catches me easily, arms supporting my weight as i kiss his cheek, smiling softly.

"i love you taehyung."

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❤️‍🩹 i hope you enjoyed! likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated! thank you for reading!

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jjkeverlast · 10 months

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Heyy!! your writing is so freaking good that I've fallen in love with for sure and I'm definitely looking forward to see you grow faster than marigolds!!

I had a request and wanted you to write a fic over it (only if it's possible and if not no need to stress).

So I want it to be Taehyung×Reader where both of them are CEOs of big companies. They're married under a contract and it's been around an year when feelings started blossoming between them. But,,, both of them are really, Like REALLY, bad at expressing themselves, so like they kind of understand each other through an argument.

I would wholeheartedly appreciate if you write something over this but it's all on you and your schedule.

Love, Your anonymous fan <3

yeah, i want you | kth

>> pairing husband!taehyung x reader

>> genre/au's arranged marriage AU | angst

>> summary yearning for taehyung was never on your agenda ever since you signed the contract. determined that he never felt the same way, your night takes an unexpected turn when you get into a fight.

>> word count 949

>> warnings bad communication | mentions of unrequited love but it's required!

>> author's note anonieee!! what the fuck you're so kind, thank you for these kind and heartfelt words. i hope you enjoy this!! i tried my best to follow your request, so i hope it's to your liking. i love youuuu!! thank you for being here. <3

[keep in mind that i do not have taglists for request, thank you.]

It was just supposed to be another dinner with your families. As always, Taehyung and you mustered an act that was believable, holding hands and even stealing small cheek kisses from one another whenever either of your parents stared for too long.

The contract Taehyung and you signed a year ago had a few rules following. No one was supposed to know, as it was interlaced with company policies and if anyone knew, both you and Taehyung’s company would fall to the ground.

You were certain that when you signed the contract, you would never fall in love with Taehyung. Now here you are, a year later, sitting next to him while his hand roams freely on your thigh — completely and utterly in love with him.

It’s hard to recall the exact moment it happened. You just knew that whenever he showed the slightest affection towards you in front of the public eye, your body would melt under his touch. Something in you started to ache, almost like a deeply engraved wish that Taehyung might feel the same way.

A whole year has passed since you signed the contract. There’s been a lot of changes in you and Taehyung’s arranged marriage. The touches linger for longer, Taehyung still calls you his wife when no one is around and you have this huge urge to do something more than what you were both assigned to do.

“Hey, you okay?” Taehyung whispers in your ear, noticing how you haven’t spoken for the past few minutes, keeping your eyes on the white table cloth.

“I think I’m just tired.” You reach for his hand resting on your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze. The edges of your fingers feel warm, tingling even after a simple touch.

Taehyung only nods, continuing to conversate with your parents.

As you watch him, your heart slowly breaks. A part of you has always regretted signing the contract, and now it aches even more when you’ve actually fallen for your fake husband. It was never supposed to happen, but it did.

“Thank you for a lovely evening.” Taehyung ends the conversation, getting up from the table and grabbing your hand, intertwining your fingers.

Everyone around the table coos when they watch you and Taehyung standing proudly next to one another. It doesn’t surprise you that they believe this whole act, sometimes you’re guilty of believing it yourself.

The car ride home is quiet, you’re consumed by your thoughts from earlier and Taehyung hasn’t said a word since you left the house. Both of his hands are on the wheel, even though you had expected for one to land on your thigh once more.

This isn’t real, it never was.

The realization somehow makes you frustrated. You’re overthinking everything. What will happen now? You can’t just walk around pretending to be married to someone whom you’re actually in love with. It’ll break you completely, leaving you with nothing else but a broken heart.

“You’re awfully quiet tonight.” Taehyung says when you both step inside the house. The house was bought right after the contract was signed. It was for a better and more believable image. If only they knew that you and Taehyung don’t even share a bed.

“I’m just tired, Taehyung.” You sigh, removing your heels, wanting nothing but a warm shower and to forget all of these hurtful thoughts that are currently haunting you.

“No, something is bothering you.” Taehyung begins to pick up, determined to have it settled right in your hallway instead of just letting you leave his sight.

“I just need a warm shower.” You try to ignore again, wanting Taehyung to let go whatever he’s trying to do.

“Y/N, look at me.” You refuse, instead you walk up towards the stairs, until Taehyung speaks up again.

“For this marriage to work you need to talk to me!” He sounds frustrated.

You huff, turning around with crossed arms. “What marriage? The one under a contract? That marriage?!” It’s almost laced in your tone how you deeply wish it were more, more real than whatever act has been going around for months.

Taehyung looks taken back, blinking as he tries to come up with a response but fails. At that, you take it as your cue to leave.

“Just fucking talk to me!” He’s yelling now, panting as he waits for an answer from you.

“Taehyung, I can’t.” You whisper under your breath, feeling the ache become stronger resulting in tears about to fall.

“Why not?” He’s not giving up.

“Taehyung, stop.” You warn, raising your voice.

“No, please, tell me.” His voice turns helpless, on the verge of breaking and that’s when you’ve had it.

You look up, watching Taehyung’s wet stained eyes. The silence engulfs you as you both just stare at each other. Somehow the longer you stare at Taehyung, the more you believe that maybe, maybe he’s aching too.

“Taehyung.” You call out, his eyes become wider and before you know it you’re being pulled as two magnets, crashing onto each other with a desperate kiss.

No words need to be said, but the truth lies between you.

Taehyung kisses you gently, holding you as if you’ll leave him. He’s giving it his all into the kiss, answering what you’ve been craving for so long.

You can’t stop kissing him, tasting him as he moves with you at a perfected pace. You’re holding tightly onto one another, breathing each other in.

Taehyung pulls away slowly, blinking slowly before he looks you directly in your eyes. He doesn’t say anything, just staring at you softly before he kisses you again and you reciprocate faster than anything.

In this moment, you both knew that you truly love each other.

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ttaehyxng · 2 years

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Descent┃KTH

Desire ↠│ Deprave ↠

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Summary: He was enamored with you, finally realizing how corrupt and dangerous the world around you was now that he could see how pure you were in comparison. He would stop at nothing to become the only one you loved. Only he deserved your attention and it was only a matter of time before you would agree.

A/N: This is my first fic that I've done in a very long time so apologies if it's not very good!!! Huge thank you to @gethatcake and @asdfgtaeee for beta reading!!

Word count: 7k

Yandere! Artist! Taehyung x Naïve! Fem! Reader

This story is 18+ and contains triggering themes including: romanticism of yandere behavior, obsessive ideation, rape/non-con elements, somnophilia, kidnapping, heavy manipulation.

Other tags: slow burn, hyyh au!, crime family ot7 au!, soft yandere

I do not condone the actions in this work of fiction!

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You took his breath away. Taehyung knew he needed to consume you, keep you as his forever. He imagined you as his songbird, wings clipped, not being able independently survive. He was the only person in the world that deserved to be around you, listen to your beautiful voice, touch your soft body.

The only thing he craved in his life was something pure to call his own. He grew up too quickly being around violence and hatred constantly from his father. His father was an alcoholic and would often take out his anger on Taehyung, if not his mother and sister. You quickly became the light in his world, thoughts of having you as his own taking over his daily routine.

The first time he saw you he felt like Hades gazing upon innocent Kore while she picked flowers, blissfully unaware of the attention that she had attracted. He wanted to take you then and there as Hades did and drag you to the underworld to keep forever, to taint, to turn you into his Persephone.

He met you in the hallway of his art studio, the shared building being rented out to multiple tenants to use however they wanted. Some lived in the studio apartments while others made their own working space. You were one who had been living in the studio apartment, you wanted a budget friendly option for living in the large city of Seoul for your office job. He approached you carefully, like he was trying to catch a butterfly without it slipping through his fingers. You were too distracted to notice, attempting to balance your groceries in one hand and unlock your apartment door with the other. He didn't want to watch you struggle for too long so he quickly offered his help. You were so surprised and grateful as you handed him your grocery bags, not noticing as his touch lingered a second too long on your arm as he took your burden from you. He thought it was cute how you started oversharing about how you needed to start taking two trips when bringing in your groceries as you unlocked your door. He peeked into your living space as you opened your door and turned around to take the groceries off of his hands.

You had a fairly simple apartment setup, the same layout as his art studio only with a couch in the center of the room facing a television, a bed in the corner next to the large windows looking out at the city, you had plenty of knick knacks displayed on the windowsills and bookshelves. He noticed that you loved florals and vintage style items, the interior of your apartment looked like it belonged to a cottage in the forest rather than an apartment in a big city.

Once you were settled with your groceries on the floor safely inside your apartment you enthusiastically thanked him for his help, bowing a few times. The feeling of your hand in his would be difficult to forget as you offered it to him to shake. He took your hand in both of his and shook a bit too enthusiastically, being quickly overwhelmed with so much newfound affection that he didn't know where to put it. He chuckled and reassured you that it was no problem at all stepping back and starting to walk away as you closed the door. He was thrilled, cursing that he had never passed you in the hallway before while walking up to his studio but hoping that he was able to make a good first impression.

Ever since that day he obsessed over your routine, what time you would leave or arrive home, making note of the days where you would go grocery shopping or do laundry. He bumped into you often enough to satiate his desire to see you but not so often that you would notice and grow suspicious. Kept up late at night he would go through the small interactions that he had with you during the day, reliving the moment, thinking of ways to improve your image of him. If the world weren't so corrupt he could've asked you out on a date and tried to become your boyfriend. That wouldn't be enough, the only way he'd ever be sure that your eyes were only on him would be if he took you. He couldn't bear to think about anyone else tainting you, the thought made his blood boil to the point where he'd obsessively pour over the video feed from the hidden camera he'd installed in the hallway across from your door. Thankfully you seemed to be too involved in your paralegal job to have time for friends or dating so he'd never felt the fear of seeing another person enter your apartment.

He was an artist, the hobby started as spraying graffiti all over buildings in his youth and had led him to developing a passion for creating. You became his muse, even when he would start an art project with the intent to depict someone or something else he was always led back to you. The art studio was now filled with harsh sketches, paintings, even sculptures of you.

He had his powerful friends use their connections to look into you, trying to learn everything he could. Not to his surprise your record was squeaky clean, you had been a good student in school, earning scholarships to go to college and law school with the goal of becoming a civil litigator. You seemed focused on staying on the straight and narrow to reach your goals. You were too good for this world. Luckily Taehyung was friends with Jung Hoseok, the young lawyer who had a far reaching network of clients and connections that allowed him and those close with him to get away with most everything as long as they did so quietly. Hoseok climbed the ladder of success quickly and he was now a partner of the law firm that you were working at.

Taehyung and his friends had all met as middle schoolers but as they grew older they grew in status and power. The seven each had unique jobs, the ultimate goal was to help one another and themselves. Taehyung fit into the puzzle by creating works of fine art which would then be appraised at a high value. The appraiser would then send the painting to Kim Seokjin, the head of the most powerful housing company in South Korea, to be donated to a hospital in his name to avoid paying any taxes on his enormous annual income. The hospital recieving the donation was usually one of the mental facilities Dr. Park Jimin oversaw. The hospital care was legitimate but Jimin had found loopholes in the system to siphon money from insurance companies right into his pockets. Min Yoongi was the banker, in charge of investing in land and property to further Seokjin's empire and making sure that the money that the group made would be safe in untraceable accounts. Kim Namjoon was the leader of one of the most prominent organized crime syndicates in Seoul. He helped by taking care of any tenants who refused to pay rent when Seokjin would raise the price and acted as a loan shark for Yoongi. In turn they all conspired with Jeon Jungkook the Commissioner General of the Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency to make sure that even if there were tips called in about any of their group's dealings, no one would be put on the case.

Taehyung knew he could get away with it if he were to take you. All he had to do was make sure that he did it with surgical precision. He hoped that eventually you'd understand why he had to keep you all to himself. The arrangements he made were countless, making sure that everything would be perfect for the day he took you. He built an entire guest house to keep you in until he knew that you'd be content in his actual home. You'd have the best gilded cage possible so he went all out with furnishing it with the best furniture, clothing, and décor for you. At the same time he was also preparing all of the restraints and equipment that he might need to keep you safe from yourself, worried that you could lash out during the beginning of your captivity. He knew he had to have a strong resolve if you learned of his true intentions, no matter how much he wanted to keep you oblivious.

Once the physical preparations had been made, he began growing restless. He had planned for all of the possibilities of collateral once he slipped you out of this world and into his own. All there was left to do was wait for the right opportunity, then he would take you and make sure that no one would raise alarm at your absence.

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The day had finally come. Taehyung was walking through the hallway to his art studio, passing by you, as he had many times before. You were wheeling a freshly-purchased suitcase next to you as you approach your apartment door.

"Hey y/n! How are you?" He tilts his head to the side like a puppy when he locks eyes with you, a boxy smile gracing his lips.

"Oh, hey Taehyung! I'm great! Just getting ready to take a vacation actually!" You gush to your neighbor, excited to brag a little to the man that you'd become friendly with the past year or so. "I'm going to Europe to get away and rest, can you believe I've never taken a proper vacation?"

"I'm so happy for you! It's hard to believe! I feel like any time I see you you're carrying a metric ton of paperwork, it's good that you're taking a break," Taehyung smiles, already putting together the final steps of his plan, giddy at the thought of finally making you his.

"I think so too," a thought pops into your head, remembering a wrench that you had impulsively thrown into your life, "Actually Taehyung would there be any way you could eye on my apartment for me while I'm gone? I took in a stray a few days ago. I know it's a lot to ask but would you mind checking up on her every day? I would've tried to get a cat sitter but it's so short notice and I wouldn't want some stranger coming into my apartment. I can pay you if you want, I just want Sardine taken care of,"

You knew it wasn't Taehyung's responsibility to help you but ever since he had helped you with your groceries the first time you had met he had been so kind. It always seemed like he was there to help any time you needed to carry your hamper full of laundry up the stairs to your apartment or to catch you if you lost your footing tripping over the dilapidating hallway carpet. He was a fairly successful artist, and had seen some of his work in your office building. The pieces ranged from photography to the most beautiful oil paintings that you had ever seen. From the grapevine you garnered that he was close with the one of the heads of your law firm and it surprised you how small the world was. He seemed like such a sweet down-to-earth person you knew in your heart that you could trust him to watch over your apartment and new kitty. You never would've suspected how excited he was that you were essentially offering yourself up to him on a silver platter.

"Wow! Of course y/n, could you tell that I love cats? When do you leave?" He asks, his smile growing wider.

"In a couple days, I still need to finish packing and clean out my fridge and all that. I have all the cat food and supplies that I think you'd need, this is actually my first time taking care of a cat so I'm not sure if I'm doing everything right," You rub the back of your neck sheepishly "She likes to run around my house at full speed early in the morning, and kicks her cat litter everywhere. Any guidance would really be appreciated. Would you like to come in and meet her?" you begin to unlock your door. Taehyung takes a deep breath, gathering all of his restraint, he had to wait just a little bit longer. Your defenses were almost completely down around him but he still wanted to charm you and show you his good, caring side. He nods at you while the cat -Sardine- you had called her greeted you both at the entrance to your apartment. You walk inside, flipping your lights on and leaning down to let the cat sniff your hand and lean into it, cooing sweetly at her. Taehyung follows, taking note of everything in the room. He takes in all pictures you had on the wall of you with your family and friends, you stood out like a diamond among them, he knew that they were the most mediocre people in the world in comparison to you. He looks around your apartment, grateful for the studio space letting him glimpse into your personal space. You quickly notice that your home was a bit more unkempt than you liked it to be when you had company so you pull away from Sardine and rush over to a mess of clothes on the floor and shove them all into your hamper, apologizing for the mess.

Taehyung studied your every movement with a wistful smile before focusing back on the cat who was affectionately rubbing on his legs and ankles.

"Hello sweetie," he says, squatting down to be on the same level as the orange and white cat, reaching out to be met with immediate nuzzles from the feline. The cat reminded him of you, so quick to trust him, all he had to do was reach out.

"I found her in the parking lot a few days ago, hiding from the rain under someone's car, she was crying out. I knew I had to take her in, she's so sweet and it's just too dangerous outside, too many cruel people who would run her over without a second thought." Your words made him smile, you had the same sentiment for this cat that he does for you.

"I understand completely, the world is too hard for something so soft." You sit next to him, both of you petting Sardine, hands brushing against each other occasionally, sending shockwaves through Taehyung's fingertips straight to his heart. With you this close he gets the chance to breathe in your unique scent, it reminds him of honeysuckle and spring rain. He makes a note to check what shampoo and conditioner you use so he can provide it to you when he takes you in.

After a few more moments of affection Sardine grows restless and walks away, finding interest in a hair tie that you had abandoned on the floor. You show Taehyung to where you had put Sardine's food and water, he points out that it's too close to the litterbox and the water was starting to get bits of clay polluting it. He suggests getting a covered litterbox to help with the mess and a fountain to make sure the water stays fresh. You feel a bit embarrassed for not knowing this information before but grateful for Taehyung's gentle tone. He makes sure to tell you all of the essential oils and plants that are toxic to cats after seeing your oil diffuser next to your bed and house plants.

You're so grateful for his help, unaware that Taehyung had watched in the shadows as you lured the stray a few days earlier. He then put hours of research into proper care for cats just to be sure that he could provide for both of you when he finally brought you home. He walks past your open bathroom door, spotting your wide array of hair and body products, trying to commit them to memory as quickly as possible.

"I leave the day after tomorrow and I'll be gone for a week and a half. Is it okay if I drop off the key that morning before I leave for my flight?" You command his attention once more, the gears in his head turning as he graces you another blinding smile.

"Of course y/n, I could drive you to the airport so you don't have to pay a fortune for parking if you'd like?" His eyes crinkle at the sides. The offer only further cements your belief that he is truly a kind, selfless person.

"You would do that? The flight leaves at 6:45 so we'd have to leave really early but I'd appreciate that so much, you really are a lifesaver!" He nods enthusiastically.

"I know you'd do the same for me if I needed a hand, don't worry about how early it is, I'm usually awake early anyway" His words reassure you that you wouldn't be a burden and you smile contently.

"Thank you so much Taehyung, if there's anything I can do for you when I get back you just let me know" He took from your cues that you were ready for him to go so he started walking with you to the door

"Alrighty, sounds like a plan, I'll see you in a couple days then!" As he walks out of your house he tries his best to contain his giddy mood until he returns to his apartment. Once he enters his own domain, surrounded in various depictions of you and your angelic face he can't help but pump his fist in the air in victory.

Once his emotions come back under his control he sends a message to his group chat of six friends

Tae: [She's going to be mine the day after tomorrow, Joon could I borrow some of your men to put the plan into action?]

Joon: [Good for you, man! Of course just let me know when and where and we'll be there ]

Tae: [I will, thank you so much for your help.]

Kookie : [I'll keep things quiet if we get any call-ins when it's all going down, just let me know if she puts up a fight and it gets messy.]

Tae: [Will do.]

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You glare at your phone, eyes adjusting to the darkness in your room as you tried unsuccessfully to press snooze on your alarm. You sit up in bed, careful not to disturb the ball of fluff curled up at the end of your bed, purring softly to herself. Looking at the clock you immediately regret deciding on an early flight: 4:45.

It is too damn early for this.

You groggily turn on your bedside lamp, cursing your parents for instilling in you the need to get to the airport at least an hour before your flight 'just in case' while peeling yourself out from under your warm comforter. You knew you had to be ready to go for Taehyung, if you had been driving yourself you wouldn't have cared as much about looking presentable but he was so handsome and kind you wanted to make sure that you looked decent. You couldn't help but develop a small crush on Taehyung. His demeanor was just so charming and you had grown very fond of your little meetings in the hallway. Even though you were taking a break from relationships if he had ever asked you out you would say yes in a heartbeat.

You put on a well-fitting blouse and a flowy, medium length skirt with some chunky heels and soft cotton socks. You did your makeup to look soft and pretty, nothing too much but enough to hide the sleep from your eyes. You had already packed your suitcase but you go back over everything and double check that you're fully prepared. You find your spare key in the drawer in your kitchen where you let your odds and ends collect before placing all of your things by the door ready to go.

Taehyung had hardly slept, he was obsessing over every detail of the plan to make sure everything would go perfectly. He made sure that the cctv would be shut off from your apartment parking lot, that his home was stocked for you, and that Hoseok would forge a resignation letter for you and explain your absence past your vacation time to your colleagues. Once you understood that you were destined to be together he was sure that you'd cut ties with your family on your own.

It was 5:10 when he knocks on your door, you answer quickly and thank him as he carries your bulky suitcase, leaving you your carry-on and purse to take care of. Once you're in the car a wave of exhaustion hits you, nerves had kept you up most of the night and you still had a half hour drive to the airport.

"Taehung would it be okay if I shut my eyes for a bit?"

"Of course, get some rest. You have a busy day ahead of you."

Things were moving along perfectly, as soon as your breathing calms down he starts driving out of the city, towards his secluded townhouse surrounded by farmland. The roads were smooth enough not to wake you and as soon as he was sure you are in a deep enough sleep he stops the car and texts Namjoon's men to get into position. The next thing you know you're startled awake by strange men in face masks bursting into the car, pushing an acrid smelling cloth over your nose and mouth. You turn to Taehyung to see him in the same position with a cloth being forced onto him and that's the last thing you see before everything fades away.

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Once Taehyung was sure you were unconscious he taps the man acting like he was putting him to sleep with chloroform and removes the dry rag away from his face. Everything seemed to be going according to plan. One of Namjoons men would be staying with him to help with his plan. He has trouble keeping his eyes on the road as he drives you the rest of the way to his home. This was the first time you two had spent so much time together and he was having a hard time focusing at the prospect of every day being this amazing. He brings the car to a stop around back where the entrance to the guest house he had built. He planned to stay in a transitional living space with you to grow closer. He wanted to make sure that you trusted him implicitly before moving you into the main house and giving you free reign.

You were limp, but it was still fairly easy for him to pick you up bridal style and bring you into your new home together. He was careful not to bump you into anything and hurt you while bringing you inside.

While you were unconscious Taehyung changes you into comfortable t-shirt material pajamas. He takes his time, fingers lingering over your soft skin and breathing in the scent of your hair. He was desperately hoping that you wouldn't be too frightened. He had a plan to explain the situation in a way that you benefit him, he just hoped that you'd cooperate. He had been so careful and gentle, it was difficult holding back the side of him that only wanted to taint you, hurt you, violate your body. He steeled his composure, because wanted you to beg for his mouth, his cock, his everything. He lays you down gently in a small twin size bed. The room he had staged had two identical beds with restraints bolted into the walls, a sink and separate room with a shower and toilet. He gives Namjoons man-Ji-seok- his orders before he changes into similar pajamas so he would be in the same position you were in when you awoke. Then all there was left to do was wait, watching your chest rise and fall. He anticipates the chloroform wearing off as the rhythm of your breathing changed and your eyes squint awake. You startle awake once again for the second time today, remembering your attack earlier and quickly trying to asses the situation. Your clothes had been changed but you weren't sore in any way, You see your bed and Taehyung across from you. Your head was the main thing bothering you, the bright fluorescent lights making it worse. You take in your surroundings. The room you're in is small with a sink on the wall, with a small shelf with towels and what looks like extra sets of pajamas. There was also a small room attached with a frosted glass door with a toilet and a shower head from the wall and drain on the floor.

"Whats going on Taehyung, what happened?" You exclaim, trying to remain calm but the panic in your voice plain to hear. He looks at you with all the sorrow in the world, guilt filling him as tears start to escape the corners of his eyes.

"I'm so sorry y/n, this has nothing to do with you, you shouldn't have been caught up in this. Let me explain. I was once best friends with Kim Namjoon, we met in middle school and we were basically brothers and troublemakers in high school. Getting older I tried to channel my bad habits into my art. Namjoon, however, sunk it into a life of crime. At first I tried to talk some sense into him but he got himself into debt with loan sharks so far that his only option was illegal channels. He'd the smartest person I know and he got good at getting what he wants. He found a powerful mentor to teach him how to pull all the strings of organized crime before that mentor eventually left him in charge when he retired. This clumsy kid who taught me how to tie my shoes turned into a monster right before my eyes. I tried to cut ties with him, go no contact but any time I did he would do something to threaten my mom or little sister so I had to entertain him. If I try to go to the police about it he always has a way of finding out through his connections. He uses my art to auction off on the black market and he won't let that go for some reason. I think he just wants me around because in some twisted way I'm one of the only true friends that he's had in his life. I've never used him for anything and I don't hope to gain anything from being around him. Despite everything I still know the real Namjoon is in there somewhere, I see glimpses of it sometimes so I keep hope that someday he'll snap out of it and come to his senses. I was finally able to get my mom and sister out of the country safely about a week ago and since then I've had a bad feeling. Like he was moving everything into place because I had the audacity to go against him and take away his collateral. I think that's why we were taken, its not your fault and I shouldn't have let it happen I should've been more careful. They probably assumed you were someone important to me and wanted to strike quickly since he has nothing left to hold over me. This is all my fault," He explains, giving you plenty of time once he's finished to process everything he's said. He looks like a wreck, face splotchy, eyes puffy, and nose red from crying during his story. "I'm sorry for crying I'm just so frustrated, I wanted to make something for myself as an artist and instead I'm just used as a pawn in a network of crime, I hate it."

You feel a pang in your heart when you hear him spill his guts to you, someone he's not even close to, because all the others close to him had been sent away.

"I know that this wasn't your intention Tae, you were just trying to help and its not your fault that this happened to us," you move over to sit on his bed and place a comforting hand on his back, rubbing back and fourth, shushing his cries as he crumples into your chest, sobs wracking his body. You feel horrible and scared but you can't imagine how terrible he's felt feeling dealing with all of this by himself. You let yourself break down a bit with him as well, letting how scared you were feeling out a bit as he held you tightly by your middle, feeling your chest get wet with his tears as you lean down and rest your head on top of his, making his hair a bit damp with your tears.

"I know it's scary and we don't know each other well but I'm happy that we have each other Tae. I couldn't go through this by myself and it sounds like you've been going through way too much by yourself," you say quietly after you calm down, playing with his hair a little bit to help him settle enough to talk. You feel his chuckle gently against your skin, "You know you really know how to find the bright side don't you," he says, being interrupted a bit by sob aftershocks and hiccups, "do we have anything that I can blow my nose on? I feel gross."

You look around, finding the closest thing to a handkerchief you can, peeling the pillowcase off of his pillow and handing it to him. He grunts appreciably before pulling away from you and wipes the tears from his eyes before blowing his nose, turning away so you can't see how rough he was looking until cleans up a little. You pull away from him a bit, becoming painfully aware of how inconsiderate of his space you just had been and scooting back to give him room, face and ears flushing red. He notices your withdrawal and throws the pillowcase to the floor, touching your knee.

"Thank you so much y/n, I know I'm the reason you're here but I don't think that I can keep dealing with this alone and I really appreciate you." He gazes earnestly into you, both of you are splotchy eyed now and you feel such a fondness for this gentle artist caught up in such a mess. Your head suddenly starts to feel like its splitting open, most likely as an aftereffects of the chloroform and crying. Your eyes squint shut and you pull into yourself in pain, sheltering yourself from the bright fluorescents.

"You're very welcome Taehyung and I would love to brainstorm ideas to get us out of here but I just got the mother of all migraines so I don't think ill be very useful. I'll probably have to take a nap or something to feel better before I can help in any way," you say, trying not to move your head around too much, finding a light switch on the wall and dimming the lights to a soft glow.

"I have a migrane too, lets just get rest, then brainstorm later," Taehyung smiles, gently pulling off his shirt and moves to try to get comfortable on his bed, clearly getting disappointed when you start to get up to move over onto your own. You hesitate seeing his reaction, holding back and looking at him.

"Would you want me to stay over here for you?" You ask as gently as possible, trying to sound cool, calm, and collected, as much as the situation you were in was shitty you still had a crush on Taehyung and would not hesitate to stay in bed with him.

"Oh uh, I'm sorry I don't want to make you uncomfortable but I usually can only fall asleep if I'm holding my body pillow, I just have nightmares without it and I wouldn't want to wake you up with them." He explains sheepishly, looking down as his face turns pink with blush. You match his blush but you're hoping the dim lights hide it as you grab the pillow from the other bed and move to lay down next to him.

"No worries, I actually have a similar problem, I sleep like a mountain climber so it helps to have something to cuddle as well. You are welcome to hold me as much as you like," you hope you don't sound like and creep as you cuddle into him, moving so your head is under his chin and effectively tangling the two of you together. He welcomes you with open arms and pulls you into him, squeezing you gently and adjusting his own positioning a bit before settling down and nuzzling into your hair a little.

"Thank you for being so understanding y/n," he whispers to you, his voice sending shivers through you as his breath hits your ear, his chest rumbling against your own at the close proximity. You push down all of your giddy feelings as another splitting shoot of pain goes through the back of your head, forcing you to squeeze your eyes shut.

"You're welcome again Tae, I hope you feel better tomorrow," you whisper back, wondering mindlessly if you sent the same shivers through him as you let sleep start to take you.

Your consciousness slips away and Taehyung has never been so happy in his life. His heart is bursting, overjoyed that his plan is working and you believed everything he said. Of course you would've, you are the kindest most perfect person in the world. He mentally curses himself for doubting you for even a second. Holding you tight was something he could definitely get used to, he almost wished he could hold you tight enough that you'd merge into one and then never be able to be apart. It was almost too good how things are going, you are behaving so well, responding perfectly to him and it was only a matter of time before he made his way into your heart. He knew that he definitely had his foot in the door but he was worried that he'd mess it up and you'd figure out everything. You would still be his but he couldn't stand the thought of being a source of pain to you. The feeling of your hands on him would never get old, he just wanted to touch you and be touched by you at all times and your current position was perfect for that. You were essentially tangled together and he had all the access he needed to test out your reaction to his touch. You had shivered when he spoke in your ear so he knew that those were sensitive, he wanted more. He wanted everything you could give him so he couldn't stop himself when he gave you a light squeeze on the arm to see if you'd wake up, it had been many hours since you had fallen asleep. When you don't react he decides to go a bit further, whispering filthy nothings into your ear, feeling the goosebumps run down the back of your arm. Such a sensitive little thing, so desperate for my touch and you don't even know it yet. You're body knows who you belong to though. He moves his free hand so slowly to one of your nipples, feeling how hard it is through your buttons down pajama shirt. What a slut you are, nipples already hard and all I'm doing is telling you who you belong to. You're mine and I'm going to make sure that you're begging for my cock soon with your words and not your body. But I'll listen to both just fine my love. He undoes one button of your shirt letting his hands touch your hard nipple rubbing the erect nub in a gentle circle, imagining doing the same thing to your clit. He'd tease you so slowly, letting your virgin pussy get wetter and wetter before letting you come and finally fill up your aching cunt with his cum. He'll make sure to drive you crazy so you become addicted to him just as badly as he was with you.

You're gonna want my cock inside you so badly baby, once I breed your little pussy I'll make sure to keep you stuffed full of cum as you get round and your tits get fat with milk. Then I'll just keep pumping you full of my babies. You won't have to do anything but be a good mommy so I can keep you nice and plugged up. He pulls his hand away, watching to make sure that your light snoring hadn't changed before slipping his hands into your waistband, dipping his slender middle finger into your soaked pussy pumping a couple times just to see your reaction. You moan softly and grind your clit against his palm, still keeping your eyes shut and the same shallow breaths while gently bucking against his hand. He couldn't believe his luck, you were so sensitive just from a little teasing and dirty talk in your sleep, he couldn't imagine what you'd be like fully conscious but he was excited to find out soon. Mmm baby this pussy has just been waiting for me hasn't it? You little whore, taking me so easily, so eager to be violated, I bet you went to bed wet thinking about how bad you want to grind against my thigh baby. Don't you worry pretty thing, I'm gonna take care of you. He continues steadily pumping his middle finger, using his thumb to gently circle your clit, not getting faster but hitting that sweet spot over and over until you're gushing against his fingers. He quickly withdraws his fingers, pops them in his mouth and wipes them off on his side, closing his eyes and steadying his breathing before you can wake up fully from the sensation.

You feel warm and tingly at the same time, you're dreaming of Taehyung, your mind deciding to make a highlight reel of every time he did something cute or was looking especially hot as you passed him in the hallways. You conjure up his voice speaking sweet nothings to you while taking you gently, kissing your neck and making sure you feel good. Of course you had never had sex but your mind was doing a good job attributing the feeling you've had making yourself orgasm to Taehyung. Your mind starts to slowly find itself and come into focus as you notice that your panties were noticeably wet in real life and you had had a wet dream and were semi grinding against an asleep Taehyung. Your lower half was drenched and his pajama pants weren't too much better. You blink the sleep out of your eyes and take a second to realize that this is in fact real and when that happens your blood runs cold with how mortified and embarrassed you are. You just had a wet dream on your cute artsy neighbor while literally in a kidnapping situation. You curse yourself for your bad timing and try to think of a plan or an excuse to tell Taehyung but you aren't afforded the opportunity to when he himself starts stirring- probably due to how uncomfortable being damp was. You look into his sleepy eyes and feel tears prick at the corners of yours as you flush red with embarrassment, starting to babble about what happened and how sorry you were, sobbing into his neck. You're sure that you've ruined any chance that you had with him but he sees how guilty you feel and he doesn't even push you away. He takes the news surprisingly well, explaining that he's had to deal with wet dreams himself before and they're perfectly natural.

"You're seriously okay, I don't think you did anything wrong. At least you didn't get your cute neighbor kidnapped like I did, when you do something as terrible as that we can call it even, okay?" he says making you blush even harder when he calls you cute.

"Okay," you hiccup out, leaning back to give him a small smile before a wave of embarrassment hits again and you can't look at him. He continues shushing your sobbing for a few minutes while holding you tight and smoothing you hair in a rhythmic pattern, helping you get yourself together to actually take care of the problem. He helps as much as he can, letting you shower and change first and moving the pillows over to the other bed so you can get comfy while he goes and showers and changes. It takes him about ten minutes but soon he's back in bed with you. Double checking that you're okay with sleeping together, being surprisingly gentle for a guy when he gets situated with you again, letting you take one of the pillows to cuddle in between your legs and just having you be his little spoon, squeezing you into him with one arm and letting you use his other arm and bicep as a pillow. You don't know if he's just being nice because he's half asleep but you're very grateful that even if you're trapped you're trapped with someone so compassionate.

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A/N: If you enjoyed please reblog and leave me feedback!! Part 2 Desire is up now!

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linos-luna · 4 months

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Jealousy ❣️

Taehyung x Fem!Reader x Hyunjin

Warnings: threesome?, unprotected sex, degradation, praise, handjob, begging

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Having two boyfriends was great and everything usually went well. However, there were some times when one would get a little jealous.

Taehyung was the dominant one in the relationship. You always wanted to please him while Hyunjin was a bit more rebellious… maybe he liked getting on Taehyung’s nerves. It actually took a lot to get the older man mad.

Today Hyunjin was frustrated. He was needy and Taehyung had sex with you in the morning before he left for work without him. It’s not fair. Why can Taehyung fuck you whenever he wants, but he has to ask?? He couldn’t help being a little jealous.

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“Hyunjin! What are you doing?!”

“What do you mean, baby?” He responded with a tease in his voice. “I can’t just play with my girlfriend?”

Hyunjin had you pinned to the wall, kissing down your neck while palming you over your pants. He couldn’t help it, now slipping his hand in your pants.

“Jinnie, it’s against the rules.” You whined at the feeling of his fingers on your clit.

“But you like it, hm?”

You whimpered while closing your eyes, unable to think straight as he felt around your cunt.

“You seem to like it… I can feel how wet you are…”

“J-Jinnie—”

“Hush baby.” He said before looking at your perky nipples, realizing that you weren’t wearing a bra. “You do this on purpose, huh?”

The only response you had was to shake your head before Hyunjin suddenly grabbed and pulled your hair.

“Don’t lie to me, y/n.” He said with a smirk. “You just wanna be fucked by me… you wanna get caught… always acting so innocent and good…” it was so sudden and rough, but he flipped you around and practically held your face to the wall. “… but you’re nothing but a needy slut.”

“J-jinnie—” you whined as he yanked your pants down along with your underwear then suddenly delivered a harsh spank, making you cry out.

“What is it, sweetheart?” He teased while next to your ear. “Do you want more?”

You only whimpered which earned you another smack on your bare ass, leaving behind a red mark.

“Yes!”

“Yes what?”

“Yes I want more Jinnie!” You cried as he spanked you again.

“That’s all you had to say, baby.” He laughed as he unzipped his pants, lowering his pants and boxers.

“You’re gonna be in trouble.”

“Yeah?” He smirked while teasing your cunt with his cock. “And what are you gonna do about it?”

You couldn’t respond; Instead only moaned as he entered into your wet cunt. It slipped in easily.

“Fuck baby… really that needy?” He grunted while moving his hips. Even the smallest movement had you going crazy.

Your moans only turned him on more, making him thrust faster and harder. It felt so good; he was finally able to fuck his frustrations into you. In this moment you were his and only his.

“Ah-agh—! Jinnie—! Fuck—!” You bit your lip as he hit that spot just right, having your eyes roll back

You were practically drooling with your face against the wall as Hyunjin came inside of you.

“C’mon baby, cum on my cock.” He was rubbing your clit while trying to keep a steady pace.

Some incoherent words escaped your lips as you came, it left you panting. Hyunjin kissed at your neck, staying in you, only moving slightly.

“Oh wow…”

Both you and Hyunjin’s hearts dropped when hearing the deep voice behind you.

“Hyunjin… corrupting our sweet girl…?” Taehyung said with his arms crossed. “Teaching her to break rules?”

Hyunjin said nothing, not even turning to face the man.

“Pull out, little boy…”

You weren’t sure if he was frozen from shock or deliberately not listening to Taehyung. Whatever the reason, it was definitely not amusing to the other man.

“Hey!” Taehyung grabbed and pulled Hyunjin by the hair; pulling him right off of you. “What’s wrong with you?!”

The younger man only pouted, trying his best to not smile.

“Oh. A brat? You know I hate brats.” Taehyung smirked while pushing Hyunjin to the floor. He then harshly grabbed you and sat you on his lap, facing your other boyfriend.

“Jeez Hyunjin… what to do with you…” Taehyung said with a smile while spreading your legs, having your cunt on full display for the other.

You whined at the feeling of Taehyung running his fingers along your folds sure to insert two fingers with the wet sound of your cum combined with arousal. It drove Hyunjin nuts

“T-Tae—! Agh—! T-Tae— too much!” You whimpered as he continued. Your body was shaking with overstimulation and it had you squirming. Well, until Taehyung smacked your thigh.

“Hey! Hold still!” He snapped.

Hyunjin was sitting back on his heels as he watched, slowly inching his hand towards his own cock.

“Hyunjin…” the other man warned.

“I-I—” he stuttered. “Hyung, I wanna touch—”

“Bad little boys don’t get to touch.”

“Fuck—!” You suddenly cried out, throwing your head back on his shoulder when he added another finger and went a little deeper. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Tae~!

Hyunjin bit his lip, whimpering as he was unable to hold back; his cock was hard and throbbing. He needed relief so bad.

Before you could hit your high, Taehyung pulled out his fingers and you whined at the loss of his touch, almost crying.

“W-Why—?!”

“Darling, you were bad too.” Taehyung chuckled while pushing you off. “You didn’t think I forgot?”

“Hyunjin. Come here!” He called out.

The man was about to stand when Taehyung yelled out again.

“Crawl.”

Hyunjin was hesitant when making his way to the other, looking up at him with a pout.

“Don’t be like this pretty boy.” He said while shaking his head. “Shirt, off.”

The younger man removed his shirt, looking up for the next instruction. It was hard to tell if he’s fully submitted to Taehyung, he still seemed to have some rebellion in him.

Taehyung called you over before grabbing your chin. “Now darling, pretty boy still needs to learn his lesson… you’re going to hold his poor little cock. Got it?”

You nodded before going to Hyunjin. God, he’s so beautiful.

“Well. Take care of it.” Taehyung said, snapping you out of it.

You nodded as you crawled in front of the other, lightly tracing along his side.

“Hyung, can I sit on the—?”

“No.” Taehyung snapped. “You’re going to lay on the floor and pant like a filthy dog.”

Hyunjin whimpered when leaning back, laying himself across the carpet in full view of everyone, it had him blushing a deep red.

You were next to him, slowly stroking his sensitive cock to warm him up, this already had him letting out the desperate moans.

“Faster, y/n.” Taehyung said suddenly.

You nodded and moved your hand faster, moving your thumb over his tip and smiling down at him. Attempted to prop himself on his elbows but it was becoming difficult as he was getting more and more simulated.

“A-ahh—! Hyung—!” He gasped while bucking his hips into your hand. “F-fuck— I-i- agh—!”

“What’s wrong, pretty boy?”

“I want— I wanna—!” He couldn’t get it out. His head was thrown back and eyes closed. He was sensitive and ever so close.

“Oh Jinnie~” you teased. “You like this? You like me touching your cock?”

His eyes were still closed but he nodded.

“Yeah? You want more? Jinnie you want something more?” You giggled while lowering your head and giving his length a few kitten licks.

He was spiraling. There’s no way he could hold it much longer

“Alright, y/n.” He said with a smile. “Let go.”

His face of desperation was so hot as he laid down all the way and, like Taehyung said earlier, panting like a dog.

“N-no no!”

“Just part of your punishment, Jinnie.” Taehyung teased while pulling you up by the arm. “Now both of you. To the bed.”

Hyunjin sulked as he left and you followed him, hiding a small smile. You removed your shirt before Taehyung came in, undressing himself as well.

Taehyung kissed you, making out quite passionately while walking you backwards and laying you on the bed.

“Well, let’s see how much you can cum in one day my dear.” He smirked while rubbing your sides. “Hyunjin, come on… go to her mouth.”

He did so without hesitation, happily going to your face and holding his sensitive length in front of you.

“I think you’ve learned your lesson, right pretty boy?”

Hyunjin nodded rapidly which made the older man chuckle.

Taehyung sucked on you breast, looking to the younger man. Hyunjin took the hint and moved his cock to your mouth. You were happy suck on the tip and and pull away, watching as the spit connected the two. Your sucked again before moaning out loud at the feeling of Taehyung harsh thrusting into you cunt.

“You act like you can’t handle it.” He chuckled as the sound of skin slapping filled the room. “But you were taking my cock good this morning.”

Hyunjin couldn’t handle your teasing anymore and bucked his hips, holding your head still. He groaned and threw his head back in pleasure; finally, he was able to get what he wants and he simply loved fucking your throat.

Taehyung continued abusing your cunt while Hyunjin’s hips were already stuttering.

“H-hyung—!”

“On her face, pretty boy.”

Hyunjin quickly pulled out, pumping his cock a bit more before releasing. Right on your face, the substance fell. He moved his cock around a little to make sure it got all over, sighing in relief.

“How about I fill you up, princess.” Taehyung smirked while smacking your thigh and snapping his hips a few more times. Sure enough he came inside, filling you to the brim with his seed. You released right after, knowing how messing it’ll be once he pulls out.

Hyunjin was trying to catch his breath when Tae waved him over. You were in a daze, only becoming aware when feeling some fingers move around your cunt, collecting the substance.

“Agh! T-tae! Ah! Ah!”

“Hush, darling.” He replied while moving his two fingers to your mouth. Hyunjin did the same and you took them in, sucking the cum right off. You held onto their hands as you continued, your eyelids fluttering as it was hard to keep awake. Your body was exhausted.

“Good girl…” Taehyung said with a smile before pulling his fingers out and and looked at Hyunjin, pinching his cheek. “You too, You’re a good boy… just a little stubborn.

Hyunjin loved the praise and pulled his fingers out as well before laying next to you. Taehyung laid on the other side of you, kissing your shoulder as you relaxed.

“I-I’m… sorry hyung…”

“What happened, hm? Couldn’t wait.”

Hyunjin nodded while massaging your breast like a stress ball. “I just want… sometimes I just want to— you’re always—”

“I understand.” Taehyung said with a reassuring smile. “You want some alone time too.”

You looked between the both of them, wondering what kind of solution they could come to.

Other than that, you felt great, snuggled between your two loving boyfriends. You wouldn’t want it any other way.

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woncon · 6 months

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Flufftober Day 18

"Did you plan for this to happen?"

🎃 taehyung x gn!reader

🎃 special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

🎃 flufftober masterlist | main masterlist

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"Did you plan for this to happen?"

"What do you mean?" You innocently tinker away to smooth out the sofa's wrinkles. "I didn't ask the heavens to make it rain. But I did turn on the TV, and I did open that wine. Come here!" You pat the seat next to you.

Taehyung, still in his suit, sighs in relief and takes a seat. Your fingers immediately find his shoulders, probing the nerve clusters.

"Shall I massage you?"

The man hums, and then, as your hands go to work, he moans gratefully.

"Oh, please, marry me!"

"Sooner or later, honey." You kiss the top of his head with a smile.

flufftober taglist (send an ask! <3)

@jaeheekangslover

@haechansbbg

#fluff #gender neutral y/n #flufftober 2023 #flufftober #day 18 #bts fluff #bts x reader #bts x army #bts x y/n #bts x you #bts x gn reader #bts x gender neutral reader #bts taehyung x reader #taehyung x reader #taehyung x you #taehyung x y/n #taehyung fluff #bts v

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taekeofyourclothes · 1 year

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pretty woman. (for)

pairing ex boyfriend!v x reader conspectus a love that annoyingly stayed for him... but left you. word count 0.4k words notes been playing bts like on loop recently, what are y'all doing recently? jfgsjffkfkkf happy reading!!

"you're the prettiest man!" you'd compliment taehyung, a giggle bursts out his mouth as he snuggled near you - "and you, y/nie - you are my pretty woman!" he breathes softly to your neck. the memory is a bittersweet melancholic dream he has, and he awakes no longer having you nearby.

taehyung's spotify is currently playing gnash's i hate you, i love you on a loop since forever, the lyrics "do you miss me like i miss you?" and "feeling used, but i'm missing you.." i miss you? the three words that formed a cacophony of memories with you in his mind,

"i hate u, i love u" wasn't even the only song he'd been listening to the last couple months - he had created a playlist with almost a thousand songs that reminded him of you - filled with songs that he remembered you said were your favorites, songs that just perfectly described you like "dress" by taylor swift or "close to you" by the carpenters.

it's been awhile since the mutual break up yet despite taehyung's positive assurance to his friends of his wellbeing.. would you really say someone who has barely moved in their apartment, been listening to a spotify playlist of breakup angsty songs, been crying themselves to sleep at the memory of the split where they had to feign "being fine" to subside the increasingly heartbreaking effect you had on him and appear cool.. yeah taehyung was very much: not fine.

ever since he'd just been scrolling your profile and losing his mind noticing you had deleted all your photos together, and seeing the new ones with your new guy friend.. "who the hell was he? and why was he so close to you? and god damn how beautiful you looked", taehyung thought. not realizing his fingers due to reflex double tapping the photos, the notification reaching your cell.

"@ thv liked your photos. 19s"

"@ thv liked your video. 12s"

taehyung only realized when he received a message from you, and he panicked apologizing repeatedly - unnecessarily providing reasons such as "i just was spamming my feed and your photos happen to be here" and yada yada yada, your nonchalant response of an "ok" leaving him flabbergasted. he let a beat pass before sending you a bold text saying "are you thinking about me?" the text made you scoff, but you weren't taken aback that much.. you always adored taehyung's daring character, adored it so much it began to irk you until it hurt you and you hurt him. the relationship ending was for the better, the break up was mutual - and so you left him on read.

taehyung sighs at this, and everyday is the same as today. with him stalking your page, watching you rise and thrive without him - he learns to love you like this, from a far.. until he accepts that it was over and that you were no longer his pretty woman.

#taekeofyourclothes #kim taehyung #taehyung imagine #thv #taehyung x reader #taehyung x y/n #bts taehyung #bts #bts x reader #bts taehyung x reader #taehyung fluff #taehyung x reader fluff #taehyung ff #v imagine #v x reader #bts v x reader #bts v imagine

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bonny-kookoo · 2 months

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oh my, I don’t know how to describe it but I NEED LO Taehyung

Hello yes let me interest in some major event that will happen down the line (take it as a teaser for potentially a LO Taehyung Oneshot or idk

"I can't go on-" You huff, lungs burning and muscles aching as you fall behind further and further, Taehyung more so tugging you along than simply holding your writs anymore.

"You can.!" He tells you. "You must. As do I." He explains, before he tugs you again- but you refuse, letting yourself fall down into the grassy, watery forest floor, too tired and exhausted to move on. "There is no time for your antics right now-" He argues, but you shake your head.

"I can't!" You cry out. "God damnit you stupid idiot, what about 'I can't go on' don't you understand?!" You say, uncaring if you'll be heard by anyone close. "I'm not as strong as you are, I can't just go past my limits, I literally can't move anymore!" You say, frustrating tears building up as he looks at you, his own breathing faster than usual from having ran with you from the palace.

He walks towards you again, rather clumsily pulling you onto his back to carry you as he continues moving again. You're not sure if he himself even knows where he's going. But does that really matter anymore?

"Just leave me here." You mumble, not wanting to admit that you actually like the warmth of his body.

"I cannot." He denies, never slowing down despite the watery forest floor flooding his boots by now.

"..you can. Just drop me." You say, and he sighs.

"Of course I physically could." He tells you. "I am aware that leaving you is a possibility."

"..but?" You ask, as he adjusts his grip on your thighs a little to hold you more securely.

"I cannot leave you." He denies.

"I owe you my life, after all."

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #taehyung imagine #bts taehyung imagine #bts taehyung x reader #kim taehyung imagine #kim taehyung x reader #taehyung x reader #kim taehyung x reader smut #bts x reader #bts x you

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i-am-baechu · 7 months

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♡ Summary: I want to be your angel in this world of sins but you just don’t trust me enough to do that

♡ Pairing: Crush situation; Taehyung x reader

♡ Rating: Pg - 14

♡ Genre: College Au, angst, fluff, and romance

♡ Playlist - Secret Love - Jojo

The moon outside shines through the window as the silence in her room wipes away her tears. The white paint is the only source of warmth at this moment. Nothing makes sense and even if she figured it out, her heart wouldn’t feel the same. She slowly gets up from her bed and heads towards her bathroom. She looks at the mirror and she shakes her head at the reflection. She hated how the reflection always showed her the reality of things.

She turned on her water as she stared into the sink. The white porcelain that shone from the water and light was almost beautiful after her crying session. She cupped her hands together and let the water hit her face. Two times turned into six, as water droplets dropped from her soft skin. Her best friend would be mad that she's crying for a man but she can’t help it. She’s so in love with someone who doesn't even know. Her secret love.

The next morning, she walked into her classroom and saw her best friend already there. She smiled at this and walked towards her with books to her chest. Mina turned towards her and the smile she had dropped, “You were crying again weren’t you?”

L/N Y/N shook her head and set her books on the table, “No, I wasn’t.”

“You're a terrible liar. Your brother texted me telling me you were crying all night.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and sat in the chair, “I hate your friends with my family. It’s annoying.”

Mina shrugged her shoulders and glanced at the door, waiting for someone to show up, “You were thinking about him. Weren’t you?”

“He took me to take boba yesterday.”

Mina raised her eyebrow at this and gave her full attention to her, “There’s something else. What happened?”

“He got a text...and then he said he had to go.”

“Who was the text from?”

“Aria...”

Mina scoffed at this and shook her head as she leaned back in her chair, “Taehyung is not worth your tears.”

“Mina, I don’t want to hear it again. He only sees me as a friend...he will never understand how it feels.”

“Then why don’t you tell him?”

Before Y/N could say anything, Kim Taehyung entered the room and she turned her head towards the door. In her head, there was this light around him that always attracted her. Like a firefly in the summer. He always dressed so casually but he would always look so high class with the plain black shirt. It was the way he walked and the boxy smile he had. She realized he was walking towards her and she quickly shook her head, “Hey Y/N, sorry about leaving you yesterday.”

She smiled at him and shook his head, “It’s okay...is everything okay?”

“Yeah, it was really nothing if I’m being honest. Are you free today?”

She felt a pinch on her thigh and she glanced at Mina who was shaking her head. She looked back at Taehyung and gave him an apologetic smile, “Sorry, I have plans with Mina.”

Taehyung looked at Mina and gave her a smile, “Oh really? What are you guys doing?”

“We have a cup event.”

Taehyung smiled at this and looked at Y/N, “Is it for your favorite group? They're called Red Velvet right?”

Her heart fluttered at him remembering and nodded her head, “Yeah, I get a photocard with the drink.”

“Oh, that’s exciting. I hope you get Irene.”

“I hope so too...”

Taehyung gave her a small wave and that boxy smile shot an arrow right through her heart, “I’ll talk to you later.”

She nodded her head and waved back at him, “Yeah.”

He walked away and headed towards the back of the classroom as Y/N stared at his back. Mina let out a small laugh and shook her head, “God that was so awkward to watch.”

“Mina shut up...”

“It was kinda cute.”

Y/N opened her textbook and let out a small laugh, “Shut the hell up and open your book before I kill you.”

“Jokes on you, I want to die. I wouldn’t have to pay tuition here.”

Taehyung was popular and everyone liked him. Y/N has never heard a bad rumor about him and all the teachers adored him (five points to Gryffindor.) He was on the soccer team with his best friends, the cliche college dream boy. Y/N was just there. She got along with everyone and she stayed out of drama. Her best friend, Mina, has been with her since high school and she was the only one she really talked to. Sure, Y/N spoke to others but it wasn’t as deep as with Mina. She knew everyone had a crush on him, who wouldn’t?

She met Taehyung during their freshman year. It was orientation and they were in the same group. Taehyung, being the friendly guy, came up and started talking to her. Ever since then, she had a crush on him and they were now juniors.

During the course of her crush, Taehyung of course had girlfriends while she stayed single. She remembered meeting Jennie, Allison, Sowon, and Stefania, the rest she never met. Every time she met one, her heart broke. It made sense for him to be in a relationship, she couldn’t imagine someone liking her let alone him. So, she just kept her crush a secret. It’s easier to keep things hidden. It doesn’t change things but it does hurt. It hurts a lot.

“I saw Taehyung and Aria at the party last night.”

“I know, do you think they're dating?”

“They have to. You see how she looks and how he looks, literally idols.”

Y/N got up from her lunch table and walked away. She couldn’t hear any more of the conversation. The biggest rumor of the day was that Taehyung was dating Aria Geun. She kinda had a feeling that he was going to see her next, it makes sense. Like those girls were saying, they looked perfect together. She was beautiful and kind, who wouldn’t like her?

She walked into the Library and sighed to herself. She started to go up the stairs until she heard her name. She turned around and smiled, “Hey.”

“Hey, Y/N. Did you understand the assignment?”

“Jungkook, do you need help?”

He gave her a shy smile and nodded his head, “Yeah, I tried asking Namjoon for help but he was busy.”

“Jungkook, you can always ask me. I was just heading up to the study area.”

“Can I come?”

“Of course.

Jungkook bowed his head at her, “Thank you for saving me.”

They went up the stairs together, talking and laughing but she was unaware of the stare that was on them.

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There was a knock on the door and Taehyung glanced at it with a raised eyebrow, “Who is it?”

“It’s Santa. Who else would it be?”

Taehyung rolled his eyes and left his kitchen to unlock it. He opened it and glared at Jungkook who was smiling at him, “What do you want?”

Jungkook was taken aback and frowned at his tone, “What's got you so mad?”

Taehyung sighed and opened the door wider for him to enter, “Sorry... it's because-”

“Was it because I was with Y/N?”

Taehyung closed the door and stared at the dark wood with a frown, “I know you wouldn’t do anything. I just don’t know how long I can keep this up.”

Jungkook sat on the couch and turned on the TV, “You need to talk to her.”

Taehyung sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He sat next to Jungkook and shook his head, “She has given me nothing. I bet she doesn’t even like me that way.”

“You wouldn’t know that unless you talk to her about it.”

“I don’t know...I don’t want to break what we have, you know?”

“Dude, I know but just talk to her.”

Taehyung slapped Jungkook’s leg when he tried resting his feet on his table, “What did you talk about with her?”

“I needed help with chemistry. What did you talk to Aria about?”

“She needed help to get with Mina.”

Jungkook nodded his head and muted the TV, “You need to talk to Y/N. There’s a rumor that Yuta might ask her out.”

Taehyung's eyes widened at this and he whipped his head at Jungkook, “Yuta? The medical major dude?”

“Yeah, do you know another Yuta?”

“Shut the fuck up, of course she would like him. He’s studying to be a doctor and I’m just an art major.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes at this and slapped Taehyung's shoulder, “Do you hear yourself? Y/N and Yuta are just friends, I asked her about him because I was curious. They were partners like twice, that’s it.”

“That doesn’t matter, you never know with people’s feelings.”

“You need to trust her words. Just like how she needs to trust yours.”

Taehyung raised his eyebrow at this and gave him a confused look, “What does that mean? Did she ask about me?”

“You go figure that out lover boy, what’s for dinner?”

“YAH! No food until you tell me! Don’t walk away from me!”

The next morning, Taehyung entered the classroom and saw Y/N reading through her papers. He smiled to himself when he saw her hair fall from her ponytail. She was dressed in a graphic shirt and leggings with her Puma sneakers. She had her headphones on, so she didn’t hear him enter. Usually, he craved her staring at the doorway waiting for him but today there was none of that. He frowned at this and walked up towards her.

He gently poked her shoulder and she looked up with a confused face that quickly turned into a smile, “Tae, you scared me.”

“Sorry, I was just curious about what you're reading.”

“Oh, Yuta needed help with a project and I told him I would help him. He doesn’t understand the chemistry behind it.”

Yuta... “Oh...I thought we were going to hang out tonight?”

Y/N nodded her head and smiled, “We can still hang out. Yuta wants to do it at lunch so, I have time for you.”

“I-I wanted to hang out at lunch too.”

She raised her eyebrows at this, “You wanted to hang out at lunch and tonight? Wouldn’t you get annoyed with me?”

“Never. Can I just hang out with you while you help Yuta?”

“Isn’t that kinda boring?”

“Nah, as long as you're there then it's fun.

Y/N nodded her head at this and gave him a thumbs up, “Okay, I have no problem with that. I guess I’ll see you at lunch then?”

“Yeah, bye, Y/N.”

“Bye, Tae.”

He started walking away and he glanced at her. She was so focused on reading that his heart fluttered at how focused she looked. He let out a small chuckle and shook his head as he headed towards the back to see Jimin with a mischievous smile, “I saw that.”

“Shut up.”

“Can you be any more awkward?”

“Can you shut the fuck up and open your textbook before I stab you with this pen.”

“Jokes on you, I want to die.”

Taehyung sat at the table and watched Yuta pushing his hair back as Y/N focused on the papers in front of her. It was clear that Yuta was trying to impress Y/N but it wasn’t working. The devil on his shoulder was screaming in joy at this while the angel felt bad for Yuta but Taehyung was listening more to the devil. He took out a lunch box and let out a small cough, “Neh, Y/N. I bought you some lunch.”

She looked up from the paper and smiled at him, “Oh really? Ohhh~ my favorite, turkey wrap.”

“I also got your tea that you like so much.”

“Thank you Taehyung, I appreciate it. Yuta, I finished the chemistry part. Do you understand it?”

Yuta glared at Taehyung and looked back at Y/N, “I get it, thanks. It was all because of you. I was wondering if you wanted to go to a party tonight with me.”

Y/N shook her head and gave him a soft smile, “Sorry, I have plans with Taehyung.”

Yuta sent an evil glare at Taehyung who was smiling proudly, “Will we ever hang out together? You know just us?”

“You have my number, just text me. I have to go, Mina needs help with something at her place. Bye, Yuta. I’ll see you tonight Tae.”

Y/N gathered her things and sent them a small wave. She walked away and when she was an earshot away, Yuta turned towards Taehyung, “Dude, do you have to be a cockblocker?”

“Don’t flirt with someone that isn’t yours.”

Yuta let out a loud laugh and shook his head, “Yeah, that’s rich coming from Mr. Playboy.”

“Shut up. You broke a lot of hearts too, I don’t want to hear it. I have to go, I have to get ready for my date with Y/N.”

Taehyung got up from the table and put his headphones on ignoring Yuta’s angry remarks. Was this petty? Yes. Did he care? No.

✩˖ ࣪‧₊˚໒꒱⋆✩

Y/N was reading in the library when she felt a poke on her shoulder. She got up from the floor to turn towards the person and she felt her chest get hot, “Tae? What are you doing here?”

“Well, it's a library. Plus, I wanted to talk to you.”

She closed her book and set it to the side of her. She looked at Taehyung with a curious look and his heart wanted to leap from his chest, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah...Do you trust me?”

Her face turned into a confused one and nodded her head slowly, “Of course I do...Why?”

“I kinda hope you were in the library. You know this was the first place we talked to each other.”

She let out a small laugh, “Yeah, you came up to me and just started talking about art pieces.”

“You talked back to me so, you were stuck with me.”

She nodded her head at this with a small chuckle, “Why are you bringing it up?”

Taehyung wiped his sweaty hands on his pants and gave her a nervous smile, “You trust me?”

“Tae, just tell me. You're making me nervous.”

“Trust my words.”

She nodded her head at this, “Of course...”

“A pretty flower doesn’t compare to you. You're the sunlight that brings life to everything. While I’m the darkness that keeps things hidden. You're always there for me and I want to keep it that way. I have liked you since we met but I always thought you wouldn’t like me because you never gave me a sign...I have to tell you before someone takes you away and I can’t deal with that pain. I tried dating other girls because I thought you didn’t like me. I tried but it was always you...Y/N give me a chance. Give us a chance, will you be my girlfriend?"

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The End is You and I [Taehyung x Reader]

25. A Bad Vibe ✎

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“And of course the boys swept the competition,” y/n explains, falling back on Jiwoo’s couch with a definitive plunk. Bogum, Hana, and Mina are still staring wide eyed at the posh Seoul apartment Jiwoo’s husband to be picked out for them. Jiwoo herself has ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ through her sister’s entire play-by-play but now she circles around the loft to offer drinks to her new guests.

y/n snuggles an obnoxiously tasseled throw pillow to her chest and beckons for Bogum to sit beside her. He grins at her, eager to be near her, and settles obediently beside her. Mostly, y/n is thrilled by his presence but there is still a small part of her heart that twinges. Why couldn’t Tae want her like this? As soon as the intrusive thought rises up, she shoves it back down.

To hell with Tae, she thinks but she knows that hating him isn’t in the cards either. She boxed herself into a paradox trying to keep him in her life without revealing her feelings. They are growing apart but they’ll never leave each other’s lives. She’s stuck in Kim Taehyung limbo.

She shakes her head as if this will remove him from her brain and reaches over to take Bogum’s hand in hers. His palm is warm and she likes the way his long fingers tangle through hers easily as if they are meant to slot together. It’s only been a week but it’s easy to be with him.

y/n doesn’t admit to herself that it’s only been easy because Tae and Bogum have yet to cross paths.

Jiwoo pulls y/n out of her muddled thoughts with a glass of chilled red wine and a warning, “If you spill that on my pillows, the hubs might kill you. He’s already mad that I spent so much money on them!”

“Is he coming tonight?” Mina asks from the kitchen where she’s taken up post assembling a charcuterie board.

Jiwoo sighs, “He said he’d try but knowing his boss, he won’t be home anytime soon.”

“Sucks,” Mina sympathizes. y/n loves Mina. She always seems to know when to keep her comments short and when to pull out the dramatics. Maybe she’s learned this from having to deal with Jin’s antics all this time or maybe she’s always been this way and that’s why they work. Either way, y/n is happy they got together.

“What does he do?” Hana asks politely, her gaze trained on Jiwoo’s mini art collection.

Jiwoo laughs and sips her own wine before answering, “He is a boring, old businessman and he’s my favorite person on the planet!”

“He’s literally the Bruce Wayne of businessmen,” y/n amends, “By day, he is boring. By night, who knows what he’ll do.”

Hana, Bogum, and Mina are intrigued by this mystery man.

“Is he some kind of vigilante?” Bogum asks.

“He’s crazy and he’s rich. He took Jiwoo to Paris on like their third date,” y/n explains.

Jiwoo jokes, “The man basically bought my love!”

Before any of them have time to unpack Jiwoo’s relationship, the door to the loft flings open and the Boy Scouts traipse inside. None of them feels out of place in this apartment which is basically an extension of the Jung household and therefore home to them but they still all stop to greet Jiwoo first.

y/n tries — she really does! — not to notice Tae as he walks through the door but how can she not? She’s been aware of his presence since they met in grade school and it’s not as if she can turn off her Tae Radar with a snap of her fingers. She’s tried.

Instead, she squeezes Bogum’s hand and pulls him to his feet so they can greet the other Boy Scouts together. She starts with Hobi, butting her head against his chest like she used to do when they were little. He laughs, ruffling her hair, and pulls her into a side hug so she doesn’t have to break her tether to Bogum.

“You were amazing up there!” she whispers excitedly, “And I think I overheard a scout with the Korea National Ballet say he was interested in you!”

Namjoon, overhearing this, slings an arm over Hobi’s shoulders and confirms, “Our Hoba was approached by several talent scouts tonight actually!”

y/n doesn’t miss the way that Hobi’s eyes flicker to Yoongi at this announcement nor does she miss the way that Yoongi beelines for the kitchen to pour himself a drink. She bites her lip, already brainstorming how she can course correct this.

“That’s amazing, Hobi!” Bogum says, giving him a congratulatory slap on the shoulder.

“Thanks!” Hobi laughs.

“The rest of you were fantastic too,” y/n says. She gives Jimin a purposeful wink so he knows her comment is very much directed at him. He danced his heart out up there and she knows how important it was for him to win. He blushes and covers his face at her compliment.

The boys all clamor to talk over one another about the competition after that and soon they’ve drifted all around the loft to chat. It isn’t long before their back-up dancers arrive and then several more friends from school and work join the fray as well. y/n is just about to settle back on the couch with Bogum, proud of herself for having successfully avoided Tae, when an all too familiar grip circles her wrist and spins her back around.

They haven’t talked one on one since the night he texted her about her first date with Bogum and she can see the pain in his eyes. It makes her heart leap into her throat and she hopes he can’t read her face as easily as she can read his.

“Do I not get a congratulations from my best friend then?” he asks. Hana swats his arm.

“Don’t be so aggressive, Taebear!” she scolds.

“TAEBEAR!” Jungkook roars from a few feet away and then makes a gagging sound. Tae’s eyes tighten, the only indication he’s embarrassed, but Hana covers her mouth with visible regret that she’s spoken the pet name in firing range of his buddies. y/n would like nothing more than to gag too but she can’t leave Hana to be embarrassed and she immediately diffuses the situation.

Rolling her eyes, she leans up on her tiptoes to wrap her free arm around Tae’s neck, the other still firmly tethered to Bogum, and pulls him close. She means for it only to be a short hug. She means to slap him on the back of the head for being so dramatic but he wraps his arms tightly around her and pulls her other hand free of Bogum.

“I miss you,” he whispers in her ear like the whole party isn’t watching them. Like he hasn’t just yanked her away from her boyfriend who he still hasn’t introduced himself to. Like his girlfriend isn’t right there.

“Yeah, yeah,” she replies loudly and, though she’d gladly stand there forever with his arms around her and his breath hot on her ear, she is apparently the only one of them with any decency for the people around them, “Congratulations or whatever!”

She turns back to Bogum to find his usually genial expression replaced with stone. She tosses her head, grinning at him, as if to say, ‘get a load of this guy, am I right?’ Thankfully it works. He holds out his hand to her and quickly twines their fingers together again.

“Oh yeah, you’re the L word guy, right?” Tae asks, leaning around y/n to greet Bogum.

Bogum lifts an eyebrow at y/n and she shrugs. The boys shake hands as Bogum agrees, “Yeah! I guess I am! It’s nice to finally meet you. Tae, right?”

Tae clutches at his chest, pretending to be wounded, “She didn’t tell you about me? I’m only her favorite person ever!”

Why is he being so dramatic? y/n would rather bury herself alive than deal with this second hand embarrassment. She scowls at him, hoping it’s enough warning to get him to shut up, but Tae only winks and

presses on, “it’s kind of weird that you said the L word to her before you ever met her, don’t you think?”

Somewhere further away y/n thinks she hears Jiwoo mutter something about murder.

“You don’t think she’s appealing enough to be loved at first sight?” Bogum counters. A hush falls over the room.

“Of course she is,” Tae agrees. y/n does not like this stand off that’s going down. She looks helplessly to Hana as if this girl can somehow rein in her man but y/n knows better than anyone that Tae can’t be stopped once he gets going. “I just find it suspicious that you would say it to her so quickly. Kind of makes it seem like you have ulterior motives, you know?”

“I can assure you I don’t,” Bogum says evenly. He even manages a smile.

Hana pats Tae’s arm, sensing an opportunity to pull her boyfriend away from a pissing match, and says, “Let’s go get you a glass of wine! We should celebrate what an amazing job you did tonight!”

Everyone in the loft seems to let out a simultaneous breath and the party resumes.

“I think he likes me,” Bogum says, only the slightest hint of sarcasm in his tone. y/n laughs, pulling him after her to Jiwoo’s balcony so they can get some fresh air, and agrees, “Oh, you’re like his favorite person ever, I can tell!”

The music and chatter of the party waft across the balcony when the back door opens. y/n has carefully been studying the city skyline with Bogum but they both look up at the noise. Hana and Tae step through the door waving politely to the couple. y/n waves back, a signal that they can join them, and then quickly turns to Bogum.

“If he goes off again, we’re leaving, okay?”

Bogum tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear and smiles, “It’ll be fine, y/n, he doesn’t bother me.”

They had spent the last fifteen minutes or so talking about her best friend’s bizarre behavior and while y/n was utterly confused by it, Bogum had a feeling he knew exactly why the boy would be reacting that way. Romantically or not, Tae was jealous but Bogum was old enough now not to be fazed by the antics of jealous boys. Who wouldn’t be jealous of the guy who won the heart of a girl like y/n?

“Hi,” Hana chirps, sliding onto one of Jiwoo’s wicker benches. y/n returns her warm smile before pointedly directing her gaze back to the city without a word to Tae. He sits, chagrined, by his girlfriend and for a few beats all four of them are silent.

“I’m sorry,” Tae finally spits out, “I don’t know what came over me in there but whatever it was, it was no reason to talk to you like that. It’s nice to finally meet you, Bogum, I’m Kim Taehyung.”

Bogum nods, accepting the apology easily enough, and sticks out his hand to Tae. They shake like old friends. The conversation is smooth after that but it’s artificial and y/n wonders if she’s the only one who can tell. Hana and Bogum seem immersed enough, relieved that the tense atmosphere has dissipated but when she catches Tae’s eye, she can see.

He’s putting on a show.

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