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myg/sc: i.i

❍ pairing: min yoongi x reader

❍ verse: on bad days

❍ word count: 1.4k +

warnings/disclosures: smut, soft/hard dom yoongi, fingering, pussy/clit slapping, light breath play, light brat taming, degradation, thigh slapping, exhibitionist yoongi, not edited sorry, I might’ve missed some things please let know if I did!, i spent way too long on this lmao i also might be broken, i’m not the greatest with smut so i hope you enjoy it

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“You lied to me!” You yell angrily throwing open the doors to the conference room. Yoongi isn’t fazed by this little stunt and simply casts you a look over his shoulder sighing heavily before pulling the other occupants attention back to him.

“Let’s end the meeting here, it seems my wife has something she wishes to discuss.” The men who sit at the table nod once, moving to leave quickly fearing the wrath of their boss. The doors close behind them settling an eerie silence in the room, you remain unmoved brow furrowed and arms crossed as you tap your louis vuitton clad foot impatiently.

“C’mere.” he says, rubbing at his temples and casting a glance in your direction when you remain where you stand. Yoongi quirks his head, lifting a single brow in question when you refuse to do as he says.

“Now.” Your expression shifts, a shiver shooting its way down your spine at the tone he uses. The steps you take are small and hesitant, the usual click clack of your heels muffled on the carpet. Yoongi would never hurt you, you know that but you’ve also never interrupted one of his meetings before. You can see irritation sinking into his features the longer you take to cross the small distance, heat pooling in your belly, pussy growing wetter the closer you get to him, your gaze falls to his hands clenched into tight fists making the veins more prominent. A whimper catches in your throat dying instantly when you hear the way he clicks his tongue in disapproval. It takes an eternity to close the distance, your gaze refusing to meet his, as he sighs at your sudden shyness.

“Give me your panties.” he mumbles, removing his jacket and loosening his tie. Your gaze darts up quickly, nearly tripping to do as he asks, shaky hands sliding under the hem of your dress to remove the piece of clothing. It sticks to your pussy, your face heating at just how wet you are. You ball the material in your palms peeking from under your lashes to see he’s rolled up his sleeves and is now leaning his hip against the giant oak table. He waits for you to place your panties in his hand, easily stuffing the material in his pocket before reaching for you. You shiver under the warmth of his hands, sighing softly as he pulls you closer, nuzzling your temple. You reach for him with shaky hands, whimpering when he stops you, his big hands wrapping around your wrists easily. Tears prick at your eyes at being denied something so simple, finding his gaze with a pout when he stares back emotionless.

“Yoongi.” you sob trying to wiggle free.

“Up on the table.” You rush to do as he says, shivering when the cold of the table meets the warmth of your skin. His hand finds your throat, not quite squeezing but resting it’s weight in temptation. He presses his forehead to yours, gaze narrowed eyes sparklingly with lust.

“Do I need to teach my bratty girl a lesson?” He breathes, nudging your nose softly tone dropping a few octaves, it has your thighs rubbing together to relieve the ache.

“ ‘M not a brat.” you whisper, breath hitching when his finger tighten around your throat.

“You’re always making trouble, do you need me to fuck your precious pussy baby?” He asks, his gaze clouded over with lust darkening the beautiful brown of his eyes. “Need me to fuck the brattiness out of you?” The tone he uses is condescending, fogging up your mind in a way that has your pussy fluttering. You keen, thighs coming together at the feel of his hand coming down, skin burning at the harsh smack.

“Spread your legs baby, you know better.” He says running a palm across your heated skin soothing the sting. Tears prick at your eyes, thighs falling open easily, trembling slightly as he steps into the space. Your hips twitch a breathy moan filling the air as he slowly trails his finger through your arousal, bringing his soaked digits to his mouth and locking eyes with you as he licks them clean.

"Still so sweet.” He murmurs, darkened gaze finding your own as he works you open, a single digit sinking into the warm wet heat of your pussy. You hiccup, embarrassed at the light squelching sound that it makes as he adds a second digit curling them slightly so they press into that spongy spot you can never quite reach on your own.

“You just needed me to stuff your slutty pussy baby, is that it?”

“Y-yes.” You gasp as he adds one more digit, hissing at the stretch as his thumb rubs tight circles into your clit.

“My needy girl, throwing a tantrum for this.” He whispers relishing in the way you cry out when he pulls out of your needy cunt to land a punishing smack to your pussy. You try to close your legs, flinching at the way Yoongi pulls them back open a disbelieving scoff falling from him lips.

“Thought you were my good girl?” he asks in a tone that is a little condescending.

“ ‘m a good girl.” you whimper hands reaching for him, as tears cloud your vision when he denies you this again.

“Then keep your legs open.” he growls, landing another harsh smack to the puffy glistening lips of your pussy. You wail pathetically, thighs trembling, flinching when his hand comes down again choking on a sob that quickly turns into a moan at the way he fucks his fingers into your dripping heat.

“That’s it baby, I got you, you’re my good girl, my perfect girl.” he mutters, hand tangling in your hair as he presses quick feverish kisses to your skin. Nose nudging your own, while he whispers praises, your skin feels too warm a tingle zipping up your back it has you digging your nails in his clothed shoulders. A soft chuckle leaving him as he kisses your cheek, sighing at the way your pussy flutters around his fingers, the wet squelch almost like music to his ears. He basks in the breathy gasping moans he pulls from your body the longer he denies you your orgasm, drawing it out just enough for it to be satisfying.

“Y-yoon, wanna cum, p-please.” you whimper, biting into your bottom lip to muffle your moans. Yoongi gently pulls your lip from between teeth kissing the bruised skin, and rubbing quick tight circles into your clit, watching the way your brows furrow the light sheen of sweat at your temple glistening in the low light of the conference room.

“Cum for me.” he drawls, gaze drinking in the way your body trembles a strangled moan filling the air as you tighten around his fingers. He works you through your orgasm, prolonging as much as he can watching the way you flinch away from the overstimulation. Your body sags, practically boneless as you pant into the still air of the room and Yoongi plants a few kisses to your lips, singing his praise.

“My beautiful girl, you did so well.”

“Hmm, I’m still mad at you.” you say meeting his amused gaze, a smile easily splitting your lips.

“What can I do to make it better?” he asks pulling you to stand before him, his hands smoothing down the skirt of your dress. Fingers skimming the soft skin of your thighs, taking in the way you shiver quickly taking his hands in yours to avoid any further temptation.

“Come home early, and we can finish up what we started.” you breathe tilting your head up so he can really kiss you the way you want.

“Is that all princess?”

“Don’t call me princess.”

“Okay, I’ll be home early sweetheart.”

“Promise?” you ask, grinning up at him.

“I promise.” he says, running his thumb over your knuckles.

“Good, I’ll see you then.”

“See you then, love you.” he mumbles, planting a soft kiss to your knuckles before he lets you leave. His lips splitting with a smile at the way your eyes sparkle and you giggle happily, throwing a soft ‘I love you’ at him before closing the door behind you. He stuffs his hands in his pockets thumb grazing the lace of your panties, he meant it when he said he loved you, he always would, he thinks as he turns his attention to Jungkook who looks equal parts annoyed and amused.

“I was here the whole time.”

“I know, enjoy the show?” Yoongi asks, a smirk kissing his lips at the way the younger cringes.

“So what did you need from me?” he asks pushing away the thoughts of having watched one of his friends (rather enthusiastically) fuck their wives.

“It shouldn't be too hard for a man of your caliber.” he laughs watching the way Jungkook frowns.

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Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 07

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

              ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!

masterlist

chap 01 | chap 02 |chap 03 |chap 04 | chap05 | chap 06

PS i want to draw your attention guys to know that i’m not good in English, idk why this is keeping bothering a lot even i kept telling people to excuse me , well i enjoy writing and i’m happy i’m making some one happy at least , i don’t do a pro edit coz i can’t maybe i don’t have learn that much but i’m trying to do, so please to make things easy for me just tell me which part sucks from now on so i can fix it and thank you for reading if you know how bad this is turning on ,and i will be totally happy to receive your help if you want to but please don’t send me hate!  

i love you i love you so much

“what if i didn’t cry “ this question made your night a hell you couldn’t sleep jimin kissed you he did and it was so passionate just like you imagined it before maybe better, but is it because of that you cried or what ? and if you didn’t was he going to stop or something else would happen you gulped nervously you knew why he asked to marry you so you didn’t want to put so much hopes ,life with jimin would be cool and friendly but nothing more or why would he stopped ?

you were supposed to spend the day in the hotel it has a lot of nice places around to visit so you thought that will be great to do in a boring day going around and see new things will be so much better than stay in bed

jimin was still sleeping when you were done with your shower and getting ready

his night wasn’t better than yours any way ; all he could think about was your warm body against his, your sweet lips and shy moans that was enough for him to stay up the hall night maybe it was better to back up even all he wished was holding you so you could rest on his chest ,he couldn’t deny that feeling but he wanted to know how it feels having you that close it bothered him it killed him that he felt that way

jimin opened his eyes and the first thing he could feel was the sore in his head , he was having a headache and it was normal as he lacked sleep jimin blinked few times before sitting up, yesterday he got married and seeing your little frame in front of him now is the best proof he did

“morning “ you softly said as you held your coffee mug you were wearing a nice pink dress and a cardigan ready to go out

“ morning y/N ,

you chuckled as you saw him coming towards the bathroom he looked dizzy

“i think you need coffee “

“yeah i need caffeine right now , but are you going some where he asked as he stopped in the middle of his way

“emm i think i will go out to walk , i hate staying in bed for a long time “

“great let me wash up and i’ll join you

-

jimin was ready after twenty minutes  and you could see how his face lightened when you gave him a coffee mug too

“thank you hon- i mean y/N

you pretended you didn’t hear him even you felt your heart skipping “where shall we go

“well let’s see when we’re out

the suit looked amazing even in the morning it was breathtaking how pretty the roses were even in this cold weather

jimin was wearing a black sun glasses he looked better than Hollywood stars and a lot of girls around were looking at him but he wasn’t focusing something was taking him away and you could notice that as he continued his way clueless to where to go first

a sudden gasp left your throat  when you remembered Ji Hye making jimin looked to his right side where you stopped

“are you alright? he said placing his hand on your shoulder

“ i didn’t call to ask about ji hye  you pouted quickly dialing a number and press the phone to your ear

“Hi mom you greeted jimin’s mother as she was freaking exited about your call asking you how was your time with jimin

you grinned “i’m fine i mean we’re fine i really missed the baby that’s why i’m calling how is she

“she is great don’t worry you’ll see her this night  so please enjoy your day and ask my son to be a good husband she said giggling

“ thank you so much

you hung up and waited jimin to start walking again so you can walk too but he stayed there looking at you

you just looked back you didn’t know what to say as he kept looking at you “i’m amazed he finally say “you’re such a kindhearted girl my daughter should feel happy with you thanks god she has you

“jimin you’re also someone she needs around you let out as you both stayed like that for a while both looking at each other your mind kept repeating the last night kiss ,the brightness in his eyes was telling you he was doing the same in his mind but you didn’t dare to look more in his dark eyes  

“there is mall next to this hotel let’s go there we can enjoy our time jimin suggested

trith be told he was a sweet company and you enjoyed your time with him around you even did a shopping and had lunch all you could think about is how right your thoughts about him were ,when you met him the first time and then followed him every where you had a slight idea that he was so kind around people and him being your brother best friend was also an other strong reason but now seeing him next to you and treating you well made your heart flattered

“thank you so much “ jimin said to the waitress as she handed him the two iced tea bubble you both stopped to order in your way back to the hotel jimin handed you your tea when your phone lightened it was vibrating and jimin surely noticed how your face beamed when you recognized the caller

“oppa “

“hey love! yoongi said from the other side “are you having a good time

“oh ! yeah sure i’m fine ,we will leave this evening so i will see you tomorrow you kept talking and giggling while jimin was boiling next to you he couldn’t hide that but he hated it , to be honest he didn’t like how much you were close to yoongi and that made him feel awful he didn’t have a right to do that you’re a free woman

few minutes later you’re done talking and it was a relief you were in the hotel again tired of holding all the shopping bags but after seeing a lot of kids clothes and puppets you couldn’t stop your self from buying things ji hye will be happy to use them later

jimin took a nap and you find your self getting ready to go back to your new apartment you needed to see ji hye and take her to the trip there is no way you’re going alone with jimin ,

the car stopped finally in the familiar area and you stepped out to greet your family in law

jimin’s father was of course in the company so you found your self with his mother but all you were doing is holding the baby “i missed you sweetheart , oh god you smell good and soft you were in a sweet conversation with her giggling every time she gripped your hair or finger or blinking at you she was adorable and too calm

you sighed sadly as you remembered hyerin “ hope she rest in peace you have a lovely mom baby girl i will do my best to tell you every thing about her “

jimin was done talking with his mom and was in his way to where you were sitting too taking to notice his presence but the soft touch on your shoulder then on  your hair made you look up to see him standing there beside you

“our trip is tomorrow morning and we can spend the night here there is no need to go to our home right now

our home the word was like a bomb it made you nervous yet happy

“alright then “

you spent the time playing with ji hye before going to have a warm bath you spent more than twenty minutes with her in the water,she was freaking adorable you were flipping the cute ducks in the water and bringing them closer then farther looking at her following the rhythm and after you both were done you quickly took her out of the bath tub and placed her in the counter you toweled your self and then took her with you out

actually that was your routine since she came to live with you and this last two days were lie a dream but now you could feel the same life routine is coming again expect of man standing in front of you totally taking by your beauty , your eyes widened as you met his , he could see how short your towel was but you tried to hide in the dressing room

ji hye started to cry suddenly as you ran quickly she maybe could feel how freaking your were

“oh sweetie please stop crying , fuck you cursed when you found nothing of the baby items in front of you it was all in her suit case which is exactly in the other room

the girl couldn’t stop and you needed to change her clothes before she caught a flu

ignoring jimin and his presence in the bed you came out still wrapped in your towel and go to find the suit case jimin was quiet seeing you moving towards the sofa to place the baby and started to dress her , you tried to focus and forgot he was eating you with his eyes but your wet hair kept bothering you as you bent down every time to dress the baby of course not forgetting to let out few sounds to let her be quiet and stop crying

the sudden soft fabric you felt around your head froze you for few seconds as you saw jimin wrapping the clean towel around your hair

“please y/N don’t be nervous around me , i’m not going to do something you don’t feel okay with he softly said squeezing on your shoulder

as your mother in law insisted to take care of ji hye the rest of night as she will leave in the morning with you, you found your self walking to jimin’s room where you were supposed to sleep this night alone with him just like last night

you felt exhausted and too tired to even walk more so all you did was throwing your self on the bed

it was 11:30 pm when you checked your phone jimin was no where to be seen so you started to check your texts and of course yoongi ‘s name will be the first to pop out

you grinned as you kept chatting with him he didn’t stop telling you how much he missed you

“are you in love with him ? the sudden voice behind you made you cry out

“fuck jimin you scared me !

his poker face wasn’t telling good things

“yoongi hyung you love him right ?

“what is your problem ? why are you asking me this”

jimin was sitting on the bed now but on your opposite side so his left shoulder was touching your right one “if you aren’t in love with him why did you cried when i kissed you last night? “his sudden question made your eyes grew wider you didn’t expect him saying that you even didn’t think he could bring this topic again

“but!! you protested

but jimin’s sudden grab on your arm and how fast he swift so he could be on top of you  

your breath hitched and all you could breath was jimin scent filling your lungs

“what a-are you-you doing? you hissed “

“please don’t cry this soft words left his lips as he dropped them on yours in a kiss too eager to deepen it your hands made their way to his nape and hair gripping it as you kissed him back his tongue begged for entrance and you let him suck on your lower lip your mind was blowing to think of what was happening the way jimin dug you on the mattress the situation was getting hotter as jimin’s hand rubbed your sides his hot breath burned your neck as he kissed there

“tell me jimin whispered sucking on your ear the wetness between your thighs grew uncomfortable and there is no way you’re not fucking him tonight

“tell me you don’t belong to him so i don’t stop my self y/N “he let out finally resting his palm between your legs you bit your lips squeezing your eyes shut as the feeling grew more into your core

“god ! jimin

“please what y/N let me hear you

“jimin you hissed what are you doing?

“fuck he cursed as his face started to left your neck you felt his muscles tensed and went rigid as he felt on the other side

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the trip to Jeju was quiet you and jimin and ji hye arrived on the noon it was chilly so you didn’t plan to stay more than one week as the snow was soon

every thing was awkward you couldn’t talk to your husband nor looking in his eyes things went wrong last night and you both luckily stooped “what if you didn’t what if you fucked him will you be able to hide your feelings ,the feeling you kept as a secret for years now

you sighed suddenly groaning in pain when the hot water skipped on your hands

going to bring an ice bucket to stop the pain you sat on the kitchen still thinking  of the situation how can you both stop that it was obvious you both were horny and young you both were able to do more but it will be bitter ,well for you it’s already bitter loving him alone without him feeling the same way

you made your way to your room where ji hye was sleeping gasping in fears when you noticed how much she was burning

“omfg!! you hurried to the outside jimin was no where to be seen and you didn’t know what to do

you hurried to call him and he luckily answered you

“jimin oppa !! “

“oh god y/N are you ok

“please call the doctor and come back ji hye is sick please !

jimin hung up and drove off to the family place where you were staying for the trip fortunately the house was near to the city and he know a doctor

you had many babies medicines for this emergency case but you panicked you even didn’t know why she is sick

holding her into your arms she was mumbling and your heart dropped every time she growled

she was too soft to be sick your tears were threatened to fall down but you tried to be stronger god this was unexpected

jimin finally appeared with the gentleman and you placed her on the bed ; the doctor reassured you and kept asking some information and you told him she is actually a bit fragile due to her early birth jimin knew how worried you are because of your shivering frame he left his spot to came closer wrapping his hands around you so you could rest on his chest and it worked like magic all the fears vaporized you both kept slightly swaying as the doctor was checking the baby he told you to gave her the medicines he asked for and to warm her and not take her out for the three or  four next  days

“ thank you so much

jimin went out o bring the medicines as you tried to gave ji hye her milk and made her sleep  you both were laying on the bad when jimin  came back

he gently, stepped towards both of you and you warmly smiled

“is she ok ? his question made you grin cutely

“yeah i hope she is , c’mon why don’t you check your self, you asked him and it was easy to notice how chocked he looked he didn’t try that before but his heart ached she was too adorable and small and more than that she was his daughter jimin gulped nervously coming closer he sat comfortably on the middle on the bed looking deeply to her before expanding his hand and finally reach her

your face lightened as you saw him patting her head then her face

“you see she liked that “ you excitedly let out

“really? “

“let me help you

you came closer gently holding her ,jimin didn’t understand what you were doing until you were placing her on his shoulder like this , say hi to appa !” you hissed as he nervously hugged her “oh my god he murmured as his heart pounding too much

nothing looked pure and so mesmerizing than this scene jimin looked so calm as he held his baby closer

you would notice the pain and soft stare in his eyes maybe what happened with Hyerin still bothering him and maybe he blamed his self to not being there since the beginning but all you could do and were sure of was hugging him too jimin hand circled your waist so you could wrap his torso

“thank you y/N , you’re amazing

nothing seemed better and cheerful for you to hear than that even you wanted more this was enough for you

i love you , i love you so much god i do love you a lot jimin you hugged him more finally allowing your tears to come out instead of these words ...

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tiny fragmented pieces

❒ pairing: min yoongi x reader

❒ genre: big ANGST

❒ alternative universe: normal verse, married

❒ rating: NC 17

❒ word count: 1.3k

warnings/disclosures: I wanted to hurt for some reason while I showered so ANGST!!!!, broken marriages, established relationships, yeah just angst, not edited as always and I’m sorry but feel free to come yell at me if you need to

You watch with rapt attention at the way his eyes glitter with warmth, something that most people would miss because of course the groom would look at his bride that way. It’s the bride you think that looks the most beautiful, eyes glowing with the hope of a long and beautiful life together. It brings tears to your eyes, blurring your vision as you watch the way the groom holds her hand so delicately yet firm enough to reassure her that he was there, that he always would be. The tender moment of the two as the grace the dance floor for all to see, small content smiles playing at their lips with all the affection one could muster, one of someone so in love like that of a fairytale. A whirlwind that sweeps you up like the fading phases of your youth yet holds you captive like the wall of a cushioned prison.

One of ups and downs, of fighting and making up, of struggling to grow comfortable in something that’s so confusing and slightly overwhelming but still one that makes you fall deeper into the warm daydream of love. You don’t feel the first tear fall, muffles little drip drops sinking into the layers of the dress you wear. A choked sob catches in your throat the longer you watch the two embrace in their first dance, content little grins still plastered to their lips like a child would glue down crumpled paper. Heart aching with the easy way he presses his forehead to hers, gazing into her eyes and still the sparkle remains, even when he presses his lips to hers. The crowd cheers as she hides her face in the crook of his neck in embarrassment, your gaze trailing over his form at the easy unencumbered way he throws his head back with a laugh.

There’s a gentle crinkle of his eyes, and a smile that screams joy, it makes the ache in your heart grow stronger. So you take a sip of the semi sweet wine in your hand, struggling to swallow it down with the lump that’s formed in your throat. You envy her, not because she has his love but because she is young and naive to the ways of the world. She knows little of the heartache and pain that awaits her in the future, has yet to grow accustomed to the cold bitterness that blankets a home that was once fit to burst with nothing but love and warmth. She doesn’t know that with time that love in his eyes will fade, those sparking brown gems dulled into a damp lifelessness that’ll break her heart little by little, into tiny fragmented pieces too small to glue back together. Yet sharp enough to still hurt with every forced smile, and the faux saccharine sweetness of ‘I love you’s’ whispered after an unfulfilled romp that’d once been love making. She doesn’t know that these pieces, these tiny fragments of what was once her heart, cut deep enough to hurt and get lost amongst all the other hurt until you no longer feel the pain of losing someone you’d once thought you’d have forever.

She’s yet to know the pain of losing someone who’d once promised her the moon and the stars, and endless love that flickered out like a dying flame much too soon. You find yourself wishing someone had told her of the way her marriage would fall apart, a flame much too bright that had burned a little too strong until it fizzled out like dying embers leaving only an odd sort of comfort that wouldn’t allow her to wish for a divorce because this way was better wasn’t it? The lights flicker on, burning your eyes in a way that has your remaining tears spilling past lashes, following tracks that make your cheeks itch but you refuse to scratch.

“What are you doing?” Comes a soft familiar drawl. It has you looking up to meet the cold gaze you’ve grown accustomed to.

“I’m watching our wedding video.” You mumble a little too quietly, longing staining your tone in a way that makes you cringe. Yoongi remains quiet, watching you the way a worried parent would their child, except he isn’t worried. He takes in the way your wedding dress looks, on your wedding day it’d been a little too big, excessive dieting that he’d told you wasn’t necessary but now fits you perfectly despite the extra weight you’d gained in the ten years you’d been married. His gaze is sharp, taking in the dried tear tracks that mar your features, he wishes he could wipe them away with whispered words of comfort but he the man he is now isn’t the man in the video. He hasn’t been that man for so long, his gaze falls back on the video watching the way you shine brighter than you have in years, and he has himself to blame for it.

Yoongi tried his hardest to keep his promise to love and to cherish you, but somewhere along the line something had broken, he doesn’t know what but he’d watched the life slowly drain out of you until you were just the shell of the woman he’d fallen in love with.

His heart aches as he thinks back, he’s always thinking nowadays, thinks that if he’d only fallen in love with someone else he could’ve prevented all of this, he doesn’t want to say he simply fell out of love. It’s too cliche because the love you two had wasn’t something you could simply fall out of, he thinks god had set you up for failure, burdening you with it. And that love had been a succubus, feeding on one another until you had no more left to give leaving you two empty husks, he wishes he could have known. Maybe then he could have tried harder, maybe then he would’ve made sure that you’d always be happy.

“I remember that day.” You mutter more to yourself than to him but it breaks him out of his usual spiral.

“Who could forget their wedding day?” He says in passing, not really meaning to pose it as a question.

“I remember the way it felt to be in love, for you to love me.” You start, sounding so broken it pains him to listen “I remember not having to pretend that we were happy, and how I thought we’d have kids and fill our home with nothing but love and warmth and happiness. I remember the way you promised to always love me, but maybe you should’ve promised to always be in love with me. I know you don’t love me yoongi, or at least you're not in love with me. I know that no matter how much I wish you were, won’t change us or how broken our marriage is. And I hate how much that doesn’t bother me anymore.” You say with a smile, your gaze is blurry, tears sparkling in the light of your bedroom, your chin quivers as you struggle to hold in a sob. He doesn’t think you care that he can see you breaking, and perhaps it’s the easy way you uttered such a thing that truly breaks his heart. Because he knows that you don’t mean it, he wants to hold you close and protect you. He wants to ease the pain of your broken heart because the truth is Yoongi’s heart is the same. Tiny fragmented pieces that cut too deep and hurt too much that he tries and tries to glue together but they just won’t stick, have long since been used to try and piece your heart back together. Because Yoongi would do anything for you, even if it means his remains broken and missing pieces, and the simple truth of it all is that he loves you, just as much as you still loved him.

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myg/sc: i

❍ pairing: min yoongi x reader

❍ fluster meter: 4/5 for me I literally screamed

❍ word count: 401 words

a/n: it’s implied smut but nothing descriptive, not edited because I wouldn’t be me if it was edited yeah enjoy 😉

There’s nothing soft and sweet about the way Yoongi’s kissing you, his teeth biting down on your lip so harshly it has you hissing. His usually soft hands are rough as they squeeze and grope you pulling you tighter into him. This Yoongi is nothing like the man you’d fucked this morning basking in the gentle praise he’d sung you as you rode him. Your hands are squished between your bodies, stuck against his chest as one of his hands squeezes your thigh the other landing a harsh smack to your ass. You gasp, skin heating in disbelief, the hallway you’re in is further away from the main hall but just as risky.

He’s never usually this rough, never outside of your bedroom. Though you can’t say you aren’t enjoying it, pressing yourself closer just so he can pull away. His eyes are half lidded, gaze darker than before it sends heat swirling through your being and has your pussy fluttering. This is not your Yoongi, this is the version of him he’d worked to keep hidden, the one he only let out on special occasions. This wasn’t your soft boyfriend, no this was man you’d met all those years ago, the one who’s been all hard edges but had now softened into something much more docile. This is the man who called you his little slut in place of his good girl. The one who used to bask in bar fights and back alley blow jobs. This is the man you’d pined after as a teenager, the one who’d taught you to take his cock and only ever his. You’d missed him, but the Yoongi he’d left in place made your heart race just as much, if not more. But times like these, on those rare occasions where he came to play if only for the night were just as fun as any other.

“Still my good little slut?” He asks around a kiss. Moving to wrap his hand around your throat. You whine something soft and breathy, pupils dilating in anticipation of what he has in store for you.

“Always daddy.” You breathe meeting his gaze, watching the way a smirk tilts his lips. His hand grips your jaw fingers digging into your cheeks as he tilts your head up the slightest.

“On your knees,” He sighs kissing your lips softer than before “show me how good you can be.”

@boymeetsweevil I miss you but also I need you to scream with me 😘

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myg/qw: 2

↳ this was supposed to be something dirty but it turned out to be way longer and softer.

❒ pairing: min yoongi x reader

❒ genre: fluff, smut

❒ alternative universe: none

❒ rating: 18+

❒ word count: 1.3k

warnings/disclosures: established relationship, I’m bad at smut please be kind!, I guess hints of daddy kink, rip kitten pet name, hello bunny pet name 💖, soft yoongi, loved up yoongi, I can’t just make porn without plot, it has to have some kind of plot and love, hinted emotional trauma, unedited as always

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You’re trying in vain to muffle the whine that slips past your kiss bitten lips, fingers knotted in the silky softness that is Yoongi’s hair. The grip he has on your trembling thighs is firm, strong fingers dimpling the flesh as they continue to tremble with every kiss he presses to your cunt. He relishes every twitch and every whiny keen he pulls from you as he teases you with the tip of his tongue, dipping every so often into your opening slowly dragging his way through your folds to swirl around your aching bud. You’d be embarrassed if it weren’t for the fog that clung to your consciousness, and the way he moves to suckle at your clit. Your legs twitch again, knees nearly knocking into one another as he continues to tighten his grip on your thighs. 

“Y’okay bunny?” he asks, voice thick, drawl a few octaves deeper, one your body has unconsciously come to recognize. The one that only comes when he’s drunk on you and taken his fill of the sweetness between your thighs. When he doesn't get an answer he sinks his teeth into the meat of your thigh humming his displeasure as you hiccup, fingers tightening their hold on his hair.

“I asked you a question.” he growls, loosening his hold on your thighs to crawl up your body. Your eyes have fallen shut, face turned away from his as a shuddered breath leaves your lips. His hand finds yours, fingers slotting together as he cups your face with the other. “Hey, hey, shh, hey it’s okay. You’re okay, look at me bunny.” he whispers letting his weight blanket you, waiting patiently, watching as your eyelids flutter open and your beautiful eyes meet his. 

“I’m okay.” you sigh when he presses his lips to yours, tasting yourself on his tongue as he moves to deepen it. Yoongi’s always been patient with you, even when after nearly three years of dating you were still painfully shy when it came to being intimate. 

“Y’sure, we can always stop.” he reminds softly, squeezing the hand he’s yet to let go. You do, because with Yoongi it wasn’t only your want but your need to be with him. He made everything seem so simple, like loving you was always this easy, when to him it was. There wasn't a time when he wasn't in love with you, from the moment you had awkwardly stumbled through a confession to now. He can’t say that it’s always been perfect, it’d taken some time for you to grow accustomed to his touch, his taste but more so his love. The emotional trauma you’d carried with you had been the biggest obstacle, one that had proven to be his greatest foe. 

It’d taken him months to find his way through that maze of locked up emotions, but eventually he did. You still smiled at the floor instead of up at him, but you’d opened your heart enough to let him make himself comfy. Enough to make sure his residence was permanent, but more so that you knew that he was there to stay. It’s moments like this that remind you of it, they help settle your racing heart and calm your nerves. You can feel his cock twitch against your thigh, a reminder that he wants you just as much as you want him. 

“Want you Yoon, wanna feel you.” You breathe, freeing your hand to cup his face and pull him into another kiss. Your heart aches at the way he licks into your mouth tasting you, savoring the feel of you as he swallows every sigh until your gasping when he teases your opening with the tip of his cock. 

“Deep breath bunny.” He grunts as he slowly pushes into you, the moan you let out is broken and breathy. You hiccup as he bottoms out, clenching around him and relishing just how full you feel. He bucks his hips, bumping against your clit as you cry out hands scrambling for something to hold onto, he catches them easily slotting your fingers together again. Your vision is blurred as he cants his hips, his pace is slow but he makes sure to press in deep. He wants you to really feel him as he brushes all the places that make your toes curl and your skin tingle. It’s not rushed, has never been with Yoongi, he doesn’t fuck, he makes love. His breath mingles with yours as he grinds his hips into yours and you buck your hips to match his pace. 

“N-need more.” you keen as he releases your hands, dragging them down your sides to hook under your knees. There's tears in your eyes as he rises to his knees, pressing your knees to your chest. The ache you feel from the stretch causes you to whine, hands knotting in the bedding. The sheets are damp beneath you, though your gaze has fallen to the bead of sweat that clings to Yoongi’s temple. His skin is slick glistening in the low light that comes through the windows, he looks ethereal much too precious a being for this world.

Your gasping as he angles his hips pressing impossibly deeper, his pace is brutal, hips smacking into your own with so much force your sliding across the sheets. Each thrust is purposefully deep, so much so that the coil in your belly has tightened impossibly, your walls clench, tightening just enough to alert Yoongi. 

"Cum for me bunny." He grunts releasing one of your legs to rub at your clit. You’re crying out his name as you cum, knees knocking into his sides as he continues to thrust into you. 

"That's it, that's my good girl." He groans as he spills inside of you, before letting his body rest against yours. The air is thick, the smell of sex is strong reminding you of what has just transpired. Yoongi is warm, sweat slick skin pressing to yours somewhat uncomfortably and yet not unwelcome. His hair smells like your watermelon shampoo, as you nuzzle into it. He's taken to mouthing at your chest nipping at the tops of your breasts affectionately. 

"Do you finally feel better?" He asks planting one last kiss to your chest before wrapping his arms around you and flipping you so that you're resting on him. You sigh resting your head against his chest humming as he draws shapes into your back and shoulders. 

"I'm sorry, it was stupid." 

"Its not stupid bunny, everyone had their bad days." 

"Not you." He chuckles and you feel it more than hear it, his hand falling to your neck and squeezing softly. 

"I have my days, it's just something that we all have to deal with. You just have to remember that life goes on and someone who you're really meant to be with will come along to remind of that." He murmurs pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and continuing to draw shapes on your back. Your heart has settled, the nasty emotions from earlier in the day have disappeared, and not for the first time are you're glad to have met Yoongi that rainy day in June three years ago. The smile that tilts your lips upward is soft, remiscent of the love you share with this man, whom your more then happy to spend the rest of your life with if he'll have you. Your eyes feel heavy, exhaustion tugging your towards what will no doubt be a deep slumber, when you feel the sharp sting on your ass. You whine squirming away from the warm palm that rubs over the heated skin. 

"Don't fall asleep on me just yet, we need to get you cleaned up." Yoongi laughs, as he gently coaxes you out of bed and into the bathroom where he helps you wash off the sweat and grime of your vigorous love making. 

tagging @boymeetsweevil, this is what that line from the other day turned into lmao 🤣 enjoy

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impreg n yoongi go hand in hand 🤭🥴

I COULDNT AGREE MORE!!!

call me kitten

❍ pairing: lion yoongi x cat reader

❍ fluster meter: tbh I can’t tell 🙃

❍ word count: 357 words

a/n: you said breeding and I threw in hybrid lmao I screamed when I thought up a specific line and then spent so long being distracted I forgot it. It’s smut I don’t have to tell you it’s unedited by now

Your knees are starting to ache, skin rubbed raw from the way Yoongi has fucked you over the last hour. His scent is overwhelming, yet oddly soothing as you try your best to reposition yourself into something a bit more comfortable. You whine as he nips at your ear, trying in vain to wiggle away from him. His breathing is heavy, brushing your neck as he moves to nip at your shoulder instead. The press of his teeth is familiar not unwanted but usually one that signifies the end of your night. That isn’t the case tonight.

“Yoongi please.” You cry, wiggling your hips to further entice him.

“So greedy my little kitten.” He murmurs, chuckling at the way your hips twitch as he drags his finger through your arousal. Your cunt is dripping with a mixture of your juices, coating your thighs in a sticky mess that would make you uncomfortable any other day, but today it’s oddly different.

“I need you.” You beg, burying your face in the soft comforter you’d managed to get a hold of before you’d started.

“My precious kitten needs her cunt stuffed full of cum?” He asks and even in this haze you can hear the smirk in his voice. It only makes a fresh gush of slick drip out of you poor cunt.

“Please Yoon, please.” You whimper, mewling when you feel the tip prod at your entrance. He hums as he pushes into you slowly, listening to your purr as your cunt swallows the entirety of his cock. You clench around him, growling at the way you're just so tight even after he’s fucked you.

“C’mon kitten, one more. Gimme one more.” He pants hips smacking into yours harshly as you sob. You cum quickly pussy overstimulated, gushing around his cock, his eyes have fallen shut, as he basks in the way you feel.

“So good for me” He praises you, thrusts growing sloppy as he rushes to find his own release. He’s so close he can almost taste it, he can’t stop the words as they spill past his lips, “give me cubs kitten.”

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For @suhdays numbers 27 & 6 from this list, I hope you like it 🙂 please ignore any mistakes I don’t usually type directly on tumblr 🙃 anyways idk if I did it justice and it got away from me lol

It’s odd, the situation that is. Never in a million years would Yoongi have believed to be sitting opposite you in the diner he vividly remembered being your favorite place when you two had been dating. He remembers the happier times, the days and hours you’d spent tucked into his side wearing his letterman jacket, sharing a milkshake listening to the old rock songs playing from the jukebox. It’s strange that he can still vividly remember those feelings, even now years later after high school. After having gone off to college and gotten married to what he’d called the love of his life.

And yet despite all those obstacles, the long distance and the petty fights he’d married you. Your high school romance just wasn’t meant to last not when two years into marriage it had fallen apart. The divorce had been amicable, too clean cut almost as if you two hadn’t loved one another as long as you had, his coworkers that had later become his close friends had said it was a good thing. His marriage to you had been doomed to fail when he’d wanted to settle down and you’d still had so much life in you, so much you’d wanted to do. That you weren’t meant for the married housewife life. And he had somehow agreed, buried his life with you in the depths of his closet almost as he’d never wanted to be reminded of it. Never wanted to see just where his life had taken a turn, a life where he would have to live without you.

He’s staring at you with a furrow to his brow, his expression is one of distaste. Annoyance maybe, you aren’t quite sure anymore. Though if you’re sure about one thing it had to be just how much more handsome he’s gotten with age. The two of you are pushing your thirties but time has only done his wonders. If Yoongi was handsome as a young adult he was downright lethal as a man in his prime.

“What did you call me out here?” He asks face never portraying any emotion.

“You make it seem as we don’t regularly see each other at charity events.”

“That may be, but it’s not because I want to see you.” He almost spits taking note of the way you slightly flinch back at his words.

“Right, I could never dream of that. It’d be silly of me.” You laugh with a small smile he takes note of the way it doesn’t reach your eyes.

“So what did you want?” He asks again.

“Just to catch up, I heard you were engaged.”

“Let’s not do this ____, I know you’ll only hurt yourself.” You nod somewhat timidly a anguished look crossing your features.

“Right, I’m sorry to have called you out for something so mundane. I’ll take my leave then.” You say dropping a few bills on the table to pay for your untouched milkshake. It’s the same flavor you used to share all those years ago.

*

“So you just let her believe you were engaged?” Hoseok asks somewhat disgusted.

“It’s not important, do we have anything scheduled today?”

“I mean you have to pick up your daughter from your ex-wives house. The same one you let think you were engaged. The one who I’ve seen you make puppy eyes at like some lovesick teenager.” Yoongi scowls, but Hoseok is right. He hates to admit it but he’s still very much in love with you as he was when you got divorced. Now he has one more thing to love about you, his daughter was an unexpected surprise. One he’d received after your divorce, and he hated you just a little bit for keeping her a secret until the very day of her birth. But he knows why you did it, his career had taken off shortly after the divorce and you’d made yourself scarce. Virtually disappearing after he’d signed those papers, only popping back up when you’d gone into labor.

He’d made it his mission to avoid you at all cost, because even if he loved you he couldn’t handle the way you just left him. Had hidden your pregnancy from him, had stolen all the precious moments of your pregnancy from him because you were selfish. You wanted out and in the end it had hurt him. He sighs heavily, rubbing at his temples in exhaustion not because of his daughter but because he’d have to see you again after lying to you.

*

It’s some odd weeks later that he finally sees you again. After his little lie you’d done everything in your power to avoid him. You’d sent your daughter to his house with your best friend Taehyung, started skipping charity events, even had your nanny pick her up when he’d pulled up to your house. Frankly he was tired of it, more so because it seemed even Hoseok had seen you more than he had. Perhaps he was jealous, though did he really have any right to be? He’s thoroughly annoyed when he finally catches sight of you across the ballroom, dressed in a black dress that molds to your figure oh so perfectly. He’s more that a little annoyed at the way some of the men stare, and who wouldn’t. You look more than beautiful, it would take a lesser man to not see how beautiful you look, but his gaze it particularly glued to the low neckline that shows a little too much of your ample chest, what’s more is the way your dress not only dips too low in the front, it’s completely missing the back. From here he catches a faint glimmer, something that sparkles just so and disappears into your dress. It sends a rush of blood to his cock, a reaction that forces him to tear his gaze away for just a moment.

It seems though that he isn’t the only one interested in you this evening, but he will be as he easily makes his way over to you. There’s surprise written in your features with something like dread as he smiles politely while asking you to dance. He’s surprised when you take his hand easily allowing him to lead you onto the dance floor. You haven’t been this close since your wedding, he thinks as his hand finds the small of your back. Your skin is cool to the touch, shivering lightly as the warmth of his palm grazes the thin body chain that sits pretty against your spine. He wonders briefly what it’d look like without the dress, he’s quick to push the thought away as you avert your gaze.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” He says as he spins you following the slow waltz he’s lead you into.

“I haven’t.” He scoffs pulling you closer to avoid a possible collision with another couple just behind you.

“You have, and I want to know why.”

“You have a fiancé.” You say.

“So what? I also have a daughter with you, does that mean my fiancé should avoid her?”

“No, but I don’t want to cause a scandal for you.”

“Who would think to cause a scandal.”

“I don’t know but I’m the ex wife, and you’re the ceo of a successful music company. I can see it now, ‘jealous ex wife clings to affianced ceo’ the women who hate me would make my life even more difficult.” You sigh.

“What women.” He asks suddenly interested in your life.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s enough for me that you love our daughter as much as you do.”

“And what about you?” He whispers. You pause, gaze meeting his, taking a moment to really look.

“Do you love me?” You ask afraid of his answer.

“Do I love you? Yes. Do I like you? That’s still up for debate.” He says smirking at you in a way that breathes life into the butterflies that had laid dorment for too long. You look away embarrassed, because the simple truth is that you love him too, will never stop loving him because Yoongi made loving him easy but you couldn’t be with him.

“You’re fiancé will be upset if she hears you.” You almost laugh.

“I don’t have a fiancé.” He says somewhat nonchalantly, noting the way you step on his toes. He’s not sure if it’s by mistake or on purpose.

“You’re the worst.” You say trying to hide a grin. He feels a warmth spread through his being, and here holding you close he considers proposing to you again. It feels like the stars are finally aligning, someone somewhere is blessing them and this time he knows it’ll work out. Because the simple fact is you two were meant to be.

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hell hath no fury

↳ they say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned God was not an exception

❒ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader

❒ genre: angst, some fluff maybe, re-imagined bible story

❒ alternative universe: biblical, modern, married

❒ rating: NC 17

❒ word count: 2.8 k

warnings/disclosures: this isn't meant to mock religion or anything so please don't see it that way!, a whole lot of other gods/goddesses that i don't know enough about but decided to use for this fic, LUCIFER JUNGKOOK, GOD MC, APHRODITE SEOKJIN, BES YOONGI, MICHAEL TAEHYUNG, talks of war, Jungkook and MC have a daughter, they talk in circles lmao, mc doesn't let things go….nothing too bad though so i hope you enjoy it…..

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It’s bright, so uncomfortably bright. Jungkook likes to think that maybe the white monotone and the open concept of the living room isn't because you held onto that disgusting idea of purity. To be honest he’s absolutely positive you’ve never known purity in your life, but he’s not one to judge. He’s not quite sure why he’s here but he supposed it's a good sign when his wife finally decides she wants to see him, especially of her own volition. There’s something about the solitude of your house that makes his skin tingle almost as if one of his brothers were near. Though one can never be certain when it comes to you, especially considering those horny bastards had been after you way before you two had even gotten married.

His leg has begun to bounce, a nervous tick he picked up from one of his human friends, but to say he’s nervous is a long shot. In truth he’s excited, the last time he’d seen you was during the wildfires of 2017 and that already seemed so long ago. Sure he’d caused it but what other choice did he really have? It’s not everyday one so easily gets to see their wife, especially one who has gone out of her way to make it known that although they were indeed still married they were in fact separated. He sighs heavily, manspreading while leaning his head against the back of the couch, he can’t wait, he thinks allowing his eyes to flutter closed.

*

Jin stares at you, eyes half lidded the way they always are when he can smell the love in the air. Though it's not just in the air, the scent of love has heavily wrapped itself to your being like a second skin and he finds that not for the first time he wants to know who exactly had such an effect on you. His cheek rests in his open palm, his stare taking in every bit of you in search of a possible answer, but alas he can’t seem to find a crack in your hand crafted mask. The garden you sit in is like that of a fairytale, Jin would know he’s read his fair share, but he digresses, he’s not quite sure why he’s here though. Sure he loved having tea with you but recently something had changed and when the goddess of love and beauty says he wished he could have tea with you in a beautiful garden he hadn’t expected you to make one in mere seconds. Surely something had to be wrong for you to build an entire garden just to appease his whims.

“____, honey, is there something you wanted to talk about?” he asks, eyes still trained on your face, still searching.

“I’m not sure what you mean Aphrodite, can’t I simply want to have tea with you?”

“You would never take me for a fool, just as I would never dream to take you for one. So I’ll ask once more and you know I don't usually ask love. Is there something you wanted to talk about?” he waits, his nose twitching as the beautiful sweet fragrance of love so unique to you is tainted by the bitter scent of smoke and iron. He wants to gag but he won’t because it seems your little mask has begun to crumble unknowingly.

“I’ve summoned my husband.” you whisper cupping the teacup in both hands. He doesn’t mean to gasp, it just slips out the seams of his lips. He knows of all the things your husband has done and he knows that they hurt you deeply, even now.

“What can I do to help?” he asks instead of ‘Do you want my husband to beat him up?’

“How do you, I mean how can I, well I'm not too sure honestly.” you chuckle bringing your teacup to your lips and the look in your eyes is far away, one Jin has never had the pleasure of knowing especially in one as young as yourself.

“Honey, you can't force someone to love you, love is something that just is or isn't.” He knows it's cryptic and yeah all the old gods spoke in riddles like this but he knows you, and he knows you’ll understand.

“I hate riddles, you old gods should keep up with the times.” you say, and suddenly he’s reminded of Bes who despite being slightly younger than him is much more in tune with the ways of humans and the current ruling god. His brows twitch, the smooth expanse of his unwrinkled face twisting as he feels the words slide onto his tongue, “You should talk to Yoongi then, he seems like a better candidate than this old goddess.” Your laughter fills the air, a sound so joyous that the garden around him seems to grow bigger and brighter. Oh, he thinks as he watches the garden evolve past anything he can imagine. Mortals were so dumb to think that a man could do anything much less create all that they have, even now as you sit before him he’s completely in awe of your true powers. There’s that scent again, the smell of love but much more different, yours is sweet and warm this one is cool and soothing almost like the scent of rain. It washes over him and mingles with yours twisting up in a way that compliments one other.

He’s turning his gaze away from you in search of the scent and finds himself staring straight at Lucifer. It’s not a surprise really, he knew that Lucifer was handsome, dare he say rivailed the looks of many of his friends and yet he was a different kind of handsome. Though right now he finds himself equal parts intrigued and disgusted because there was no way this was your husband.

*

Jungkook is roused from his nap by the sound of laughter, more accurately your laughter. It's such a sweet sound, he can't help but feel slightly upset that you sound so happy giggling up a storm with someone that isn't him. He knows the difference between your laugh, can easily tell, before you’d decided to separate he’d spent the better part of 7 millenia with you. He can see the way the shrubbery just outside a window is blooming, the once small buds blossoming into the full grown flowers as your laughter continues. He’s off the couch and following the sound like a bloodhound to a scent, he doesn't remember the cobblestone path nor the fountains of water nymphs that shy away from him as he passes. He doesn’t remember what used to be his home being so vast, the land is green, small rose bushes growing taller and taller into a hedge maze. He’s walking through it blindly, it’s bizarre really, because he’s sure he’d never gone through it before, almost as if it had grown in an instant.

He can see the trees that line the outsides of the hedge maze, can smell the sweet scent of honey suckles hidden from his view. All of these things are new to him but you aren’t one of them. Your laughter has died down to mere gasps and he’s rounding a corner when he finally finds you, though to his surprise it’s not just you. His gaze is quick to fall on Aphrodite, as his aura fluctuates from a soft pink to a dark raspberry his dislike for Jungkook is clear. The sun prickles at the back of his neck as you turn your gaze to meet his, a strange comforting warmth spreads through him. One he is accustomed to, something else he’s missed since you’d forced him from his place by your side. He watches your eyes grow wide as if you’ve just now remembered that you’d summoned him. A slow itch finds its way to his palms, he has to clench his fists to get rid of the sensation, blunt fingernails digging into the skin. He hides the slight wince well face falling into one of indifference as you continue to gaze at him.

“I’ll take my leave now, but I expect to hear from you soon.” Aphrodite says to you smiling in a way that annoys Jungkook. You seem to hesitate to tear your gaze from Jungkook’s, there’s that sparkle he missed, the one that shines brighter than all the galaxies in creation. He knows it sounds like an exaggeration but it’s not, your eyes really do hold stardust and shine just as bright. The breeze carries your scent to him and he takes a deep breath relishing in the indescribable smell, he sighs, fingers twitching at the thought that he’s finally this close to you.

“Wife.” he says.

“Jungkook.” you parrot his tone, but he can see the way your lips twitch in a failed attempt to hide a smile. He can feel his own pull upwards, his cheeks heating the longer you smile at him.

“May I take a seat?” he asks motioning to the chair opposite you. You nod your head gaze trained on his form as he easily closes the distance. The sun shines beautifully off his hair bathing him in a golden glow that makes him just that much more handsome, and it further reminds you just how breathtaking he is.

“How have you been Jungkook?” You ask as he takes a seat, the sun once warm now feels slightly uncomfortable against your skin, the dress you wear doing nothing to protect you from its suddenly harsh rays.

“Could be better, I do rule over hell after all. How about you, how is heaven going for you?” He says, moving to rest his cheek in an open palm.

“It’s going well, the death rate has gone down significantly. Nothing I can really complain about. I would like it if you stopped threatening to stir up trouble though.”

“I do no such thing, if my brothers have lied to you that’s on them. I would also love to not see you flirting with them at family functions.”

“I don’t flirt with them.” You say appalled at the thought.

“You do, you just don’t know you’re doing it.” He laughs taking your hand that rests on the table. His skin is warm against yours, your fingers twitch in his hold as he moves to intertwine them. His eyes are lidded, a soft smile playing at his lips the longer the silence grows. A breeze blows past carrying with it the faintest scent of salt and heat, one that comes to mind when you think of one person. You pull your hand away from his just barely catching the way his face falls at the loss of contact. It makes your heart ache, the loss of contact with him when he’s just returned to your side. But you have to be strong, it was you after all that had chosen to separate.

“Mama!” Your daughter squeals bounding over to you before she throws herself into your hold. Her skin is warm, the scent of salt just that much stronger now that she’s sitting in your lap. Her gaze falls to Jungkook quickly as she squeals again quickly squirming off your lap and towards him.

“Papa, I missed you! Did you miss me?” She asks as he moves to hold her close.

“Papa always misses you, my precious girl.”

“Mama said she had a surprise for me, are you staying over?” She asks excitedly before she begins to play with his fingers comparing her little hand to his.

“I don’t know, what do you think mama?” He asks around a grin that makes your heart flutter and your cheeks heat.

“I think your papa is busy honey. Why don’t you go play with your toys while we finish talking and then we can do something else.” You ask eyes hopeful that she’ll agree easily.

“Okay.” She sighs sliding off his lap but not before she kisses his cheek and bounds off towards the house. Both of you watch her go, gaze reflecting the adoration you hold for her.

“She’s gotten so big, how do you handle her?”

“With a lot of work, look I called you here because for some reason Yoongi has convinced me to try and work things out with you.”

“I’ve always liked Yoongi, he’s a very reasonable god.”

“We have our daughter to think about so I figured we should at least try for her.”

“And what about us?”

“What of it?”

“Are we not going to try and fix our relationship?”

“Jungkook, I know you don’t love me. You’ve proven it many times over and I don't want to force any of my feelings on you.”

“Why do you think that?” He asks, the annoyance is clear as he sticks his tongue into his cheek crossing his arms at his chest.

“You cheated on me, more than once.” You grit out.

“For the last time, it was a misunderstanding. You never let me explain, but of course you wouldn’t because you’re god and you’re always right.”

“I didn’t need to hear a lie about how that minor goddess came to be in our bed.”

“It wouldn’t have been a lie, because I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Just like you did nothing wrong with Lilith?”

“Exactly, Lilith is a liar she wanted to get away from Adam. I had nothing to do with that!”

“Surely you think me a fool.”

“I don’t but I do think you’re being foolish. I have never and will never be unfaithful to you. I love you, even after you cast me out of heaven, even when you refuse to believe me, I love you.” He says so earnestly your heart skips a beat. In his eyes you see nothing but truth, they glitter like they did all those years as if they’d been sprinkled with only the purest of stardust. They’re just as beautiful, just as lethal, but still beautiful and yet there’s something different.

“What aren’t you telling me?” You ask, the lightness in your tone is gone, replaced with something firm, something unyielding.

“What makes you think I’m hiding something, if I’m hiding anything at all.”

“I know you, and you are most definitely hiding something. So what is it?”

“The years have made you cynical, I don’t spend all my time plotting just so I can see you again.”

“Of course not, you spend the rest of your time bedding demons and corrupting the minds of humans.” You laugh a hollow empty sound, it’s unpleasant and makes his stomach twist.

“Must we have this conversation again? We’re talking in circles love, I have not done anything wrong….recently anyways.”

“Jungkook,” you start only to be startled by the appearance of Michael “Taehyung what brings you?”

“Pardon me my lord, I bring news of the human realm.” he says, shooting a glance at Jungkook.

“Tell me.”

“There are whispers of war, amongst the humans and the celestial realms.”

“War is common amongst humans, but higher beings have not been at war for millenia. What has changed?”

“Witnesses have said a serpent has whispered into the ears of many creating tensions between once peaceful beings.” Your gaze falls to Jungkook who sits quietly; his suit lacks any creases, crisp even as his brother delivers this sudden news. He lacks the surprise that one would usually witness when hearing this information.

“You did this.” you whisper resigned to the inevitable fact that he has stirred up trouble yet again but somehow this is worse than anything you could have imagined.

“I might’ve lost sight of the serpent who whispered in Eve’s ear some time ago, however I had no part in this. I am the king of hell, despite how the world sees me I do not relish in the useless spilling of blood human or otherwise.” He breathes picking lint off his sleeve, gaze meeting yours once more. His eyes are ablaze at the mere thought of war especially when he has something he wishes to protect whether you’d want to be protected or not. You and your daughter are his most precious treasures and if this war comes, he will surely die to make sure that the two of you are safe.

“Go to the general, prepare for war and make sure my daughter is safe at all costs.” you speak, and this version of you is the one Jungkook loves the most. The one who easily takes command of her domain, the one and only God.

“I’ll fight with you, I will always fight with you my love.” he reminds you, taking your hand once more, moving to kneel before you as he pledges his life to you again for all eternity in life or death he would be yours.

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