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eoieopda · 10 months

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Oo we doing horny headcanons at jade hq??? Okkkkk

Your thoughts on bts as needy/horny boyfriends while you’re a busy working independent woman lmao 👀

JADE HQ ☠️ omfg. love that, love you. let’s fuckin gooooo

namjoon is sending you the horniest poetry known to man. it’s all deep cuts that only he knows about. the authors he’s quoting have mostly been dead forever (and half of them were sapphic), but he’s got their eroticism locked and loaded. you ever receive audre lorde’s recreation as a sext? now you have! you’re rolling your eyes at that big-brained motherfucker, but you’ve also never been wetter, reading pablo neruda talk about… a whole almond??

seokjin commits to the bit. you’re in a meeting, receiving a photo series that tells a story. oh, there’s his lil smirking selca. then, his neck and — what’s this? bare collarbones? a photo of clothing left in a trail down the hallway in his apartment. an empty shower, water running. most maddening is the photo of a steamed up mirror where he’s written “you done yet?” in condensation because he knows 1) you’re not done, and 2) that you can just barely make out his reflection in the fog. bastard.

yoongi is subtle. he’s sending you context-free pics of him doing shit with his hands because he 👏🏻 knows 👏🏻. he absolutely did not need to show you the iced americano he’s holding, but he does need you to see how his hand wraps around it and makes the veins in his forearm stand out. in case you weren’t picking up the hints, he gets a little more blatant. it’s game over when you get the tangerine slice leaking juice all over his fingers. RIP to you, bestie.

hoseok is thankful you work from home because you’re both accessible and distractible. he knows you’re on a Teams meeting, and that he’s not visible on webcam from the other side of your laptop. you know that you have to control your expression when he’s walking around your apartment naked with a semi, like it’s just a normal monday afternoon for him. your coworkers wonder what tf is wrong with you when your pupils visibly dilate during a boring presentation, which you haven’t glanced down at for the duration.

jimin got tired of his whining going straight to voicemail, so he’s going straight to your office. security at the front desk doesn’t recognize him, but he walks with such confidence and determination that they don’t even question that he belongs there. and your secretary? well, they’re easily charmed — and jimin’s easily charming. he’ll be waiting for you to get back from whatever’s on your schedule. try and ignore him in person — see what happens 😌 rest assured, you’ll be cancelling your next appointment. something came up.

taehyung is the king of whimsical daytime nudes. he knows you hate unsolicited dick pics as a concept, so he’s going to find the stupidest, most creative ways to let you know what’s waiting for you when you come home from work. we’re talking shit taken on a self-timer, standing naked behind a potted plant, thick dick™️ peaking through the leaves. is it ridiculous, cracked, and kinda cringey? yup. is it effective? in a way that makes you question what’s wrong with you ✨

jungkook is impatient. you’re hard at work, typing furiously to meet a project deadline. meanwhile, he’s closing your laptop, ignoring your complaints, lifting your whole body out of your desk chair, and carrying you off to the nearest fuckable surface — couch, bed, counter, whatever. you can finish your shit when he takes a post-nut nap 💕

#minors do not interact #jade speaks #anon #bts headcanons

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ggukiepie · 6 months

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bts as f1 drivers

namjoon

retired f1 driver

was about to get his first world championship, youngest on the grid, but he crashed and was in a critical condition

oc is his high school sweetheart and by the time joon was in f1 they were happily married with 1 kid

joon quit being a driver after he recovered

didn’t want to risk his life and leave his family behind

he’s the team principal now and is way better at it than being a driver

seokjin

won 6 world championships, people said he’s past his prime and that he peaked, was supposed to retire but because of that comment he won his 7th title just for shits and giggles

joon’s former teammate

oc is his childhood friend, she watches some gps but not all because she has work

jin is attached to her like crazy, needs her to calm him down before a race

slow burn, childhood friends to lovers

yoongi

doesn’t know how he ended up in f1

just likes racing then suddenly he has 1 world championship

didn’t mean to win

he just wants to open a restobar (inspired by yuki ig 😭)

oc is the social media manager of the team; the public is always so surprised because during races and anywhere else he’s always 😐 but in videos he’s ☺️

workmates (?) to lovers, tho oc is a bit hesitant bc what if they don’t work out we’re in the same team it’s going to be awkward

hoseok

very risky and fierce driver

but off track he’s so friendly, mr congeniality then boom he drives so close to one car and they go off track

him and oc are vvvv toxic, on off relationship

and whenever they’re broken up hobi takes it out on the race, after a win he’s always looking for oc

a lot of the other drivers complain about him bc he plays dirty but he gets away with it

stewards always only give him a warning lmao or some small ass fine that’s like..spare change to him

jimin

he’s on his third year, trying to win his first world championship

prev season - sometimes he wins but most of the time he would lose to long time rival slash bff kim taehyung

oc is…she kinda a homie hopper

a fuck girl

but oc hasn’t slept with neither tae nor jimin, but they’re both on her radar

theyre all friends

tae and jimin make a bet whoever has more points at the end of the season gets to have oc

oc knows abt the bet ofc

soooo much sexual tension

goes out on dates w tae and jimin (separately), but nothing more

oc has no sexual tension w tae

then she actually starts to fall for jimin, jimin feels the same but they’re both weirded out bc they haven’t even had sex yet they’re falling for eo; they’re both emotionally constipated

jimin wins his first world championship yay

“yeah tae i get the trophy and the girl”

pisses oc off like oh i thought we had something going on something real but thats how you see me

angst, they don’t talk to eo for a while

then they reconcile, happy ending

taehyung

year after the bet with jimin

fourth year, really focused on getting his first world championship, he has more podiums than wins

super frustrated

starts getting his act together—drinking only to socialize, not much partying, no more sleeping around, always at HQ to workout, strategize, or practice

tae is super focused then boom season starts and he’s confused why is there a beautiful girl in the workshop tinkering with my race engineer ???? on my car ????

tae is a nepo baby but his parents don’t care about him, he’s super close to his race engineer

they talk a lot on the radio (engineer and tae) and have great communication; tae looks up to him a lot

then he’s like oh oc is always there and she knows a lot about f1 and he’s trying so soooo hard to just be friends

eventually they just get together

secretly bc “my father is the engineer whom you respect v much, tae”

tae fumbles during one race, crashes and retires from the race early

everyone is so worried bc the car spins in the air and crashes and they dont hear from tae but he’s ok and he gets back to hq oc cant help it she hugs him

dad sees and is furious

angst

happy ending

jungkook

rookie of the year without a doubt

idol is kim seokjin

trained by joon

wants to win his first world championship in his first year

which is impossible but go big or go home ig; jk is very ambitious

so handsome so cocky all the ladies want him

oc is an f1 reporter and ofc when she interviews jk..yeah

heart eyes

jk is such a flirt then he finds himself looking for her everywhere

takes her on a hot lap

oc keeps making jk chase her but also she’s not sure if his intentions are real or he’s just being a player but also she wants to remain professional

so she tells him to stop whatever he’s doing and jk gives her space then oc realizes like oh i kinda miss him

they get together after jk’s first season, he finishes like p6 or p5

a/n: yeah had this in my notes for theeee longest time, i don’t think im ever gonna write any of these so might as well post it !! for all the f1 fans out there 🫶🏽

#bts #bts au #bts f1 #f1 au #kim seokjin #kim namjoon #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #Kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #mine #bts x f1

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sugaimhome · 1 year

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mars - chapter one

genre : sci - fi, lots of smut, fluff, angst, slight yandere ngl

pairing: ot7 non idol bts x reader (this one focuses on taehyung)

summary: you’ve been friends with the members of the mars exploration team for years now, despite having known them for so long new feelings emerge in the isolation of life on mars.

warnings: sexual content, oral (female receiving) , fingering, slight dom + sub thingy going on, voyeurism.

words: 2.2k

A/N - i’ve proof read but I don’t have a proof reader so its a bit of a shit show i can imagine. i also haven’t quite figured out the timeline of this in my head so if it keeps changing i’m sorry [:

part: 1/?

“Palaeontologist and Genesisit to command room please” Taehyung calls over the speaker.

“Couldn’t he have just said my name?” you ask Yoongi who is, as you were a moment ago, half way through writing a sentence in his report paper. He just shrugs, only half listening. You tell him you’ll be back in 10 minutes, he doesn’t reply to that either. You sulk on the way to the command room, wishing you didn’t get ignored by Yoongi all the time.

The walk across the centre courtyard was chilly, you wish you’d picked up your jacket from the back of your office chair, you cross your arms and pick up your pace. It takes two times for your fingerprint to scan, your cursing under your breath when the door finally opens into the lobby, the air sucks around you, the familiar beeping of the “clean” buzzer allows a rush of warm air to hit you. You exhale in relief.

“Good morning Palaeontologist and Genesist” Taehyung smiles from behind his computer screen. He looks like he’s up to mischief.

“Do you want to keep calling me by my formal name or are you going to address me normally?” you ask, a tad of annoyance in your voice.

“I don’t know, all the “ist’s” make you sound cleverer than you are, and we’re broadcasting this home so formal is the code is it not, Palaeontologist and Genesit?”

Your heart drops. A broadcast home? You suddenly feel guilty for making Taehyung look disrespected. “Yes sir” you agree as you sit down. A light smirk covers his lips.

“Headquarters requires your report.” he pauses, pushing his glasses back onto his nose and biting his lip. “The report that's already late.”

Inside you're panicking, but you manage to calmly say. “I’ve been struggling to report on something that hasn’t changed. Animal DNA is still as stable as it was two months ago. Animal behaviours seem normal, other than the mating season,” a blush covers your cheeks. “Everything is how we would expect” Taehyung raises an eyebrow at you, the final straw in your decision to give him a punch later. “Sir” you finish. He presses the spacebar on his computer.

“Brilliant, thank you Y/N I'll send it off now” he's still smiling.

“You, Kim Taehyung, are insufferable” you resort. He only chuckles.

“I have a mission for you” You’re suddenly a lot more interested than you were a moment ago. You had been getting bored of doing the same thing over and over again, a mission sounded wonderful. “Can you send a voice over for everyone to meet here, we have an new announcement from HQ”

Though a small mission you’re happy to comply, pressing the voice over button and voicing over the speakers. “Can Botanist Yoongi, Biochemist Seokjin, Doctor Namjoon, Geologist Jimin, Hydrologist Jungkook and Marine Biologist Hoseok make their way to the command room.”

“Very funny” Taehyung comments sarcastically before snatching the still running audio device from you. “Hurry up Mars Expedition Team, we have headquarters news and a change of mission to report.” He turns the device off.

“Bet that Jungkook is the first here.” you suggest.

“Bet that Yoongi is last.” He replies. You admit, his bet is probably more likely.

“What are we betting on?” you smile as he leans over you to place the audio device back where it belongs on his desk. He whispers into your ear,

“If you lose you have to give head, and if I lose I have to give head.” He suggests, your breath gets caught in your throat. It's been like this for months now, this back and forth, you're just about to agree when the buzzer goes off in the hatch and Jungkook walks in. He almost swaggers into the room, he mentions something about being first as you move a professional distance from Taehyung with a smile on your face.

Jimin is next, "I was in the middle of a sample experiment,"

"Sorry doctor rocks" Jungkook taunts, he gets a gentle slap around the head as a response and as he's fixing his hair the buzzer rings again.

"Look who I found in the courtyard" it's Hoseok, followed by Yoongi, who after scouting the people in the room looks extremely proud to not be last. He scrunches his nose a little.

As he greets everyone you can almost feel Taehyung's annoyed aura. Yoongi had redeemed himself after ignoring you earlier.

Namjoon and Jin filter in a couple minutes later, both complaining about being in the middle of something.

“This better be good” Yoongi claps his hands. Rubbing them together in mock excitement, or perhaps genuine excitement, you could never tell with him.

“They are debating moving on to phrase two” Taehyung announces and in response the whole room falls quiet.

“You’re having a laugh” Seokjin's mouth almost falls open in shock.

“Nope” Taehyung looks torn, this experiment has been the sole reason for his existence for the past 5 and a half years, but he is as aware as the others that this operation is still very new, and could easily take a curveball. In response the room interrupts into complaints and worries, theories and gaps in theories. “The final vote comes down to us, we just have to write it in our next reports.” Taehyung reveals.

“It's madness” you say, everyone is on the same train of thought as you.

“Considering we are on the same page, this meeting is dismissed. See you all later.”

“Hoseok, Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi and I will be out on a scouting mission this afternoon Taehyung” Jimin announces, it had been a while since he had needed more experimental material, Taehyung only nods.

“See you in the morning then team.” One by one everyone slowly filters out the room, you give Taehyung a smile and wink before exiting behind Yoongi. He looks annoyed.

…

It was often that other members of the team went out to scout for material, be it within the terrarium or not it gave you the time to be alone for just a moment. As you walk to Taehyung's office you bump into Jungkook.

“Good Evening y/n” he greets you. “Fancy a movie after dinner tonight?”

“Sounds good, I heard there was a new Marvel movie, do you think it would have been uploaded to our satellites yet?” you ask, hoping to keep him occupied for half an hour so you could receive your winnings from the bet.

“I’ll have a look,” he responds, smiling. “See you later Y/N”

Jungkook had a special place in your heart, though not much younger than you he always felt as if he was much younger than he was, he was so polite, didn’t understand naughty jokes and was sometimes so oblivious to the world you just wanted to keep him safe. It is often you were the one to give him a nudge in interviews when he zones out or starts swinging on his chair or something. He can never keep still. Though you don’t think of him for long as your mind wanders to Taehyung again.

This time your walk across the courtyard was less chilly, you’d made sure to pick up your jacket and over the day the sun had slowly warmed the biosphere. Your fingerprint scans on the first attempt, it must be a good omen.

The command room is empty. You can’t help but feel betrayed by Taehyung. Perhaps he had gone out with the others and hadn’t got the chance to communicate it across to you? You shrug, about to leave when you feel the urge to sit at his desk. The budget of this experiment had, in places, put a halt on the comforts of the place. Taehyung's office chair was memory foam and the most comfortable of them all. After slumping down into the chair it's obvious that Taehyung has been here very recently, it's still warm. The budget definitely did not have leverage for heated chairs. “Taehyung?” you call, half expecting him to appear from under a meeting chair or even to fall from the ceiling. You look up to check just in case.

“Tae?” you call again. No reply.

You huff. You’d been looking forward to this all day and hadn’t planned to be playing hide and seek. You debate leaving to find Jungkook for that movie night when the buzzer goes off in the Lobby and Taehyung is revealed leaning back against the outside door.

You freeze, feeling suddenly guilty.

“Like a deer in headlights” he comments. “Were you going to sit there all night and wait for me?”

“I’ve only been here two minutes” you reply, trying to sound confident, but your voice is wavering a little. Cursing yourself, you move to stand up. “I suppose you’ll want your chair back.”

“No, I quite like you there.” Taehyung replies. “Plus you’re missing a word”

Heat rushes to your cheeks “Sir.”

“Good Girl” he murmurs, walking into the room. He runs his hand along the top of all the meeting chairs, when he reaches the one with your name intricately inscribed into its back he pulls it out and sits down. Your stomach tightens. You’ve switched roles but somehow Taehyung holds all the power. “I was thinking about our deal earlier-”

“Bet” You interrupt, there is a difference between a bet and a deal. A deal is a mutual agreement, a bet when one comes out over the other.

“I was thinking about our bet then.” he continues, leaning forward on his chair, you never quite realised how close your chairs were in meetings.

“You were?” you ask in anticipation.

He doesn’t reply. After a few moments he stands from your chair, walking around the table to stand in front of you in his chair. Butterflies flutter around your body, your skin painfully goosebumped. Resorting to wiggling in your chair to get even a drop of pleasure and contact, Taehyung turns his lip up at you.

“So pathetically desperate” he comments “It’s disgusting.”

He drops to his knees, causing you to suck in a breath as he uses the palms of his hands to pull your legs apart. “I think it's unfair you get all the pleasure tonight.”

He’s undoing the button of your pants now, taking his time to pull down the zipper. As you rise to let him pull them down around to your ankles you comment “don’t be such a sorry loser”

He hums, pressing a thumb to your clit. The sudden contact is shocking and you try to push back on the wheels of the chair but they're locked. “So desperate to be touched and now you want to move away?”

“I’m sensitive” you hiss, in response Taehyung only pushes his thumb harder.

“You’re all swollen.”

“Been thinking about it all day, sir” you whine, no longer caring if you sound desperate.

“I bet they could all smell you” he comments, looking away from your cunt to mark your reaction.

“Don’t be silly Tae.”

“Bet they all wondered who got you all worked up” He presses little kisses to the inside of your knees, slowly working up your thighs. You have no words to respond with. “I am uncomfortable here, move to the desk.”

Part of you wants to decline him, you like the feeling of being in his chair, but he had made it clear when you started this, he was in charge. So you do as you're told, accepting his hand as you sit bare on the edge of his desk. “Perfect” he says as he pulls his chair in front of you, pulling on the lever so he's at the lowest level. He leans forward and presses a kiss right to your clit. You jump in anticipation, one hand flying to the messy mop of his hair and the other to his desk, you knock something on your hand, distantly something makes a clicking noise. You quickly forget as he runs his tongue from your entrance to your clit, whilst circling the bud a few times he toys one finger at your entrance. “Already dripping wet.” he smirks, you're almost embarrassed and attempt to shut your legs.

“Don’t be shy.” he groans, your legs prevented from closing with the width of his shoulders “it’s hot.”

“Mmh” you respond, earning a low laugh from him.

“You like that huh? Being so bare and vulnerable in front of me?” Taehyung had always been so good at saying the correct things, in making everything seem so much more sensual with a few words.

With the intensity of the moment you can only nod.

“Wonder if your legs would stay open if someone else came in right now”

Involuntary you clench. “Huh?” you ask. He pushes a finger inside you, wiggling it about a little. His finger feels so soft inside of you.

“Would you let them touch you?” he's looking right up at you now, eyes locking with yours, waiting for a reaction.

You shake your head but your cunt pulses, giving you away. You whimper, how did you become so vulnerable? So needy? When did you start falling for Taehyung's traps?

“Whore” He sneers. Pushing another finger into you. “So dirty. Would let all the members touch you.”

You shudder, his fingers begin to move in and out your pussy. “What about Jungkook? He's not gone out tonight”

You shake your head, a moan that had been stuck in your throat escaping. “Would you let him fuck you over my desk as I watched?”

“Taehyung you-” he interrupts your flow of words by removing his fingers and giving a slap to your pussy.

“I know” he continues as he pushes his fingers back in, three this time. “You don’t want cock.” his other hand comes to circle your clit. In shock you almost fall back on his desk. “But you want tongues and fingers, and if we had them you’d want all the toys in the world, wouldn’t you?” You have no words, not even a moan to give him.

“That's what I thought” he smirks. He moves to place his tongue on your clit but you tangle a hand in his hair, stopping him in his tracks.

“Too much” you whine, starting to feel the knot in your stomach tighten.

“Why would I care, this is what you wanted isn’t it?” he questions, using his free hand to remove your fingers from his hair and holding your hand in his, there’s nothing romantic in the gesture it's just restrictive. You moan.

He smirks in response, kissing the side of your thigh before attaching his lips to your bud. You go to say something, anything, to get him to calm down but instead of words moan after moan escapes your lips.

There was one thing about Taehyung, he was cocky. Every time his head or fingers were between your legs you tried to not let it show how pleased you were, he’d never let you forget it. Today, moans tumble off your lips with no remorse. He smirks against you, humming in humour, the vibrations echo up your core.

You crumble. Everything goes black around you, white spots dance in the corner of your eyes and your body shakes in pleasure. Taehyung doesn’t let up his attack. You're overstimulated when you try to move away from him. He stops you with one hand around your ass. “One more, Y/N”

“Can’t-” you say, your voice betraying you. The initial overstimulation pain dwindles away and intense pleasure starts again.

“Pretend I’m Jungkook this time” He says, twisting his fingers to hit a new angle inside of you and you're falling apart again. Your core is clenching and unclenching around Taehyung's fingers, or was it Jungkooks? You're so far out of it, neck thrown back, you can’t even remember who's between your legs.

“Fuck me” Taehyung laughs, it’s a smile you don’t see on him often. “That was something else”

Your voice is hoarse. You can’t speak.

“It's a good job everyone went out, I’ve never heard you moan so much” You blush in response.

“Sorry” you mumble. “Was good, thank you”

Your brain seems miles away from you, it could be at home on earth for all you know, the room was blurry, Taehyung's movements as he pulls you from the table and pulls your trousers back up seem distant. You focus on using your wobbly legs to keep upright. He’s so close, with his arms around your armpits to keep you upright, it looks like you're about to kiss but that would be pushing the boundaries, wouldn’t it? You can feel his breath on your lips though.

Then he’s gone, you're sure you fall asleep, when you wake up 5 minutes later, you're sitting on your meeting chair and Taehyung is nowhere to be seen. You curse under your breath.

parts: masterlist

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mirahuyooo · 1 year

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Stranded — Dionysus!Hoseok

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AAHCK I can't wait to show y'all the story 😭💖💞💓 it's going well so far! here, have crumbs!~

All around you were people lost in the music of the bard, dancing and drinking to their heart's content. "No one knows you here right now, princess," Hoseok urged like a demon on your shoulder—all in good intention of course. "What else is there to hold you back?" You were forcibly shaped into the mold of a perfect, obedient princess for your kingdom. You were a scapegoat. You were a tool. Then, you became an accomplice to a murder, an enemy on the run from your own kingdom, and a forsaken bride, too. And now… Now what? You have nothing but yourself to your name—no more titles, no more labyrinths needing sacrifices, and no more promised marriages. You are no one in this sea of strangers—of people looking to festivities to forget their troubles. Dare you say it, Hoseok is right. What need did you have to be who you were before?

working hard on Stranded — Hobi's part on Elysian Tales! i made a new moodboard for it because the old one was pretty but all over the place 👁👄👁👍

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#whack i know but i dONT REGRET IT #sneek peak #bts fic teaser #bts moodboard #bts au #bts greek mythology au #bts greek myth au #jung hoseok x reader #jung hoseok imagines #bts writing #bts fanfction #bts imagines

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moonleeai · 2 years

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Moonleeai's Corner

✿ About Me

Aloha! Welcome to my tumblr. I am a mom, wife, and ARMY! I mostly Beta read but try my hand at writing sometimes. I enjoy the beach, hiking, and listening to music. I love meeting new people so please say hi! (✿◠‿◠)

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I am a proud member of:

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Most of my writing is NSFW so please please MDNI

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Code Name: Gummy Bear 18+

˚ʚ pairing: Asset!Namjoon x Agent!Reader

˚ʚ au/genre: Agent/Asset, soft smut

A Christmas Favor 18+

🎄 Seokjin x fem reader x Taehyung

🎄 Cabin Getaway, Smut with a side of Christmas

Good Fortune & A New Beginning

➻➻ Yoongi x female reader

➻➻ Fluff- Grumpy neighbor to lover

Young Love 18+

❥❥ Yoongi x female reader

❥❥ Fluff and Smut

Universal Language

❀ Hoseok Drabble

❀ All Fluff

Good Enough 18+

⟡ Hoseok x female reader

⟡ Angst, smut, cheating, cursing

Ladies and Gentlemen 18+

ღ Hoseok x female reader

ღ Fluff and Smut

Teri Hasse Ka Noor 18+

☺ Hoseok x fem reader

☺ travel au, friends to lovers, fluff, baby angst, SMUT

The Perfect Gift

❄️ Jimin x fem reader

❄️ Fake dating, Friends to Lovers, fluff, romcom

if it's our last 18+

🟠 Jimin x Jungkook

🟠 Pistilverse, Strangers to Lovers, Fate, Almost Romeo & Juliet

Get Away 18+

⟢ Taehyung x fem reader / Namjoon x fem reader

⟢ Angst / Fluff

Amber Confetti 18+

⋆·˚ ༘ Jungkook x fem reader ⋆·˚ ༘ Second Chance, fluff, smut

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shysoftbebe · 2 years

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My Choice {01/?]

Mafia BTS

Jikook x Y/N

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Your brain slowly wakes to the warm morning, sun rays already streams through the curtains and the dull sound of chirping coats the quiet but peaceful air.

You press quick but soft kisses on Jimin and Jungkook's cheeks, before extracting yourself from the cage of arms, heading to the bathroom to do your things before entering the kitchen and finishing the leftover dishes before starting breakfast, making a mental note to go shopping later.

The pan sizzles as the smell of bacon fills the air, you quickly move to the fridge taking out the carton of strawberry juice and placing it on the counter before grabbing a plate and placing the bacon on it, before continuing with the rest.

You smile softly as soft footsteps fill the air, before arms wrap around your waist and Jimin places a soft kiss against the crook of your neck drawing a soft chuckle from your lips.

"Sleep well babe?" you ask, a gentle note swimming in your words, a soft yawn answers your question as he buries his head in your neck, trends of hair tickling against your skin. "Do we have plans for today?" Jimin asks, as he releases you moving about as he helps and you hum in denial turning off the stove before starting to dish up as Jimin takes care of the toast and drinks, giggles and whispers of words filling the air.

"You go wake Kook," you tell Jimin pressing a kiss against his cheek before scurrying over to the ringing phone a yawn leaving your lips as you answer it. 'Hello?' you question, moving back to the island placing the dirty cookware in the sink, halting when Hoseok's voice fills the line.

'Morning, Sweets. Is Jungkook or Jimin up by any chance?' he asks, using her nickname which places her even more on edge as her lips nibbles on her lower lip, fingers fiddling with the edge of her shirt.

'Um, Jimin went to wake Kook. May I ask what this is about?' you whisper slipping out of the kitchen and into the guest room, tuning out Jimin's giggles and Jungkook's voice which is thick with sleep. Hoseok chuckles, the sound of paper being shuffled fills the line, Taehyung and Hoseok's voice echo in the background.

'Well Sweets, it seem that his Father plans to move against him. Against us to be specific," he tells her tone growing cold at the mere mention of Jungkook's Father and you feel your throat tighten with slight fear as your heart stutters against your chest, thoughts tumbling over each other.

'Again? Didn't he learn his lesson last time?' you ask voice a whisper, ears picking up Jimin and Jungkook's voices as they call for you a hint of worry in their words. Hoseok chuckles humorlessly, before answering.

"It seems like he has forgotten, please do tell Jungkook and Jimin to come to HQ as soon as possible Sweets,' he tells you and you hum in reply, going to hang up the phone but he stops you once more.

'Oh, and Sweets? Please do come along, we can really use you,' he says and hangs up just as the door slams open, drawing a yelp from your lips and you look up to see Jungkook and Jimin anger and worry written across their features.

"Um, hi?" you say hesitantly, a sheepish smile on your lips, Jimin groans shooting you a look before lunging forward and tackling you to the bed fingers digging into your ribs and laughs soon tumble from your lips, phone slipping from your hand as Jungkook joins, the anger slowly dissipating.

"You won't sneak off again, will you?" Jungkook asks as Jimin stops, face inches from yours and voice slightly deeper than normal. You nod, pressing a quick kiss against his lips which stun him before you and Jimin make a run for it, giggling as you go.

However, you do not get far as arms wrap around your waist and you squeal in surprise, watching as Jimin turns to look for a few moments before hurrying back and betraying you by placing butterfly kisses against your face as Jungkook, places kisses on your neck and shoulder.

Soon you three calm down and head to the kitchen, sighing when you realize the food is almost cold but the two men don't seem too bothered, digging in while you hesitate before sighing and finally speaking up.

"Kook, Hobi called," the man tenses at the mention of the man, while Jimin continues eating but his posture has gone stiff as well, the air shifting into something heavy.

"What did he want?" he asks, voice cold and eyes narrowing into slits as he meets your gaze, but keeps it soft at the fear that swims on your features something that you always tries to hide.

"Your...Father seems to be on the move again so to speak. He wants you and Jimin to go to HQ when you're able...he...says...I can...too," you say voice trailing off at the end, not wanting to tell them but knowing not telling them would only anger them.

"What was that darling?" Jimin asks, food forgotten and you feel your spine tingling at the nickname, huffing you slide off your stool and trudge to the sink starting to fill the sink with water.

"I can come along, he gave permission," you says words clear, tone firm but you make sure not to face them.

"No way," both men say in unison and you sigh, gritting your teeth as you shove aside your own nerves - and slight fear - turning to face them as you manage to get a glare onto your features.

"You do not get to decide that, I do. I am able to look after myself I am not some weak damsel that-" you are unable to continue as Jungkook corner you against the counter, the sharpness of the edge digs into your lower back but you brush it aside.

"You are not getting involved in this," Jungkook nearly growls, while Jimin watches you closely arms resting on his chest and brows furrowing. You meet his harsh gaze with a determined yet shaky one of your own.

"I got involved the day your Father took me," you hiss and brush pass him as his posture slackens at the words hurrying to your room - not the one you share with them, one you have when you need space - shutting and locking the door before scurrying around to get ready and head to HQ.

They are not stopping me, not this time.

-_-_-_-

So what do you guys think?

Second part?

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Chapter 59: Family Meeting (pt. 2)

Eunha was the last of her roommates to leave the house that morning. She had a virtual meeting, which gave her enough time to prepare something to eat for her and her brother, who was still asleep upstairs. After her meeting, Yoongi asked her to call him so they could schedule their weekly agenda with Han. Finally, about an hour later, Seong Dae-Hyun came downstairs to inspect the kitchen for something to eat. Eunha didn’t notice, being too focused on the screen in her videoconference with her team to realize her brother was pacing around wearing her own bathrobe, which suited him very tight.

“Hm, Ms. Seong?” Han interrupted when he caught sight of Dae-Hyun in the corner of Eunha’s camera.

“Yeah?” She asked, still oblivious. Han made a move with his head, not wanting to say out loud that there was someone behind her since Yoongi was distracted by his phone. Only then, Eunha turned and saw Dae-Hyun, sitting on top of the counter, eating the breakfast she had made. “Oh, my God! Can’t you see I’m busy?”

“Who is that?” Dae-Hyun asked, not reading the room. Eunha muted her mic and turned the camera off; Yoongi was still busy on his phone, so he didn’t notice the interruption.

“It’s my boss, you creep!” Eunha told her brother. “Why the hell are you wearing my robe?”

“I didn’t bring mine,” he said, as if wearing hers was the obvious choice. “Did you put salt on this?”

“Hey, I’m working! Go to your room!”

“Ugh, so grumpy for no reason,” he sighed, taking his plate to the living room to continue his breakfast.

“Sorry about that,” Eunha said, going back to her team’s meeting. “My brother arrived last night,”

“I didn’t know you had a brother,” Yoongi said, finally putting down his phone.

“Uhm… I’m sure I’ve mentioned it,” Eunha said. “Anyway, back on the agenda,”

“Right,” Han said, sharing the screen again so they could see the calendar. “We have the trimestral meeting in HQ this Wednesday; the Label Managers have been working on the distribution of the projects per team. From what I heard, they are asking Mr. Min and you, Ms. Seong, to work on the new debut group’s EP,”

“I called Deku last night,” Yoongi said. “She wanted to discuss the details of the concept they have for this group. It’s pretty straight-forward, taking inspiration from early 2000s American rock bands, mostly,”

“Do you know who is running the visual concept?” Eunha asked, taking notes.

“I think it’s the same team that’s running Kwan’s project,” Han said; both Yoongi and Eunha grunted, they didn’t like to work with Kwan.

“How old are the group members?” Yoongi asked.

“I think the youngest is 20,” Han said, going over his notes again. “All I know is there are four members: drummer, bassist, and two guitarists,”

“Make sure to ask for their brand book and concept book,” Eunha told Han. “It will give us enough info to know what we’re dealing with,”

“Sure, count on that,” the young assistant said. “Now, going to the next point in the minute. I wanted to ask you both about your personal agendas for the next couple of weeks. It is my understanding that Jung Hoseok’s sister is getting married since you’ve both mentioned it before. Are you both planning on taking those days off?”

“Yeah, I forgot about that,” Yoongi sighed, getting stressed with the whole wedding stuff. “It’s next weekend. I won’t be available from Friday to Sunday, but I’m planning to go back to work on Monday as usual,”

“Alright,” Han said, blocking the dates on the calendar already. “Ms. Seong?”

“Yeah, same as him,” she said.

“Great,” Han blocked the dates for her, too. “There’s a shooting next week in Busan, as well,”

“Oh, I totally forgot about that,” Yoongi grunted.

“It’s the same project from a couple months, the one Ms. Seong was in charge of,” Han said. Eunha wasn’t sure if she remembered the necessary details about her trip to Busan.

“Cool,” Yoongi said. “Send her back, then,”

“Hey, I only went last time because you were busy,” she complained. “The team was very condescending with me,”

“There are rude people everywhere,” Yoongi said. “You need to be firm with them, let them know you are not playing around,”

“This time they’re shooting a short music video,” Han interrupted. “It’s supposed to be a continuation of the previous one, so…”

“If I’m going, I’ll need an assistant,” Eunha said out of nowhere. “And I’m staying at least a couple of days. Traveling back home on the same day was a pain in the ass,”

“We’ll make it work,” Yoongi said, trying to hide his smirk as he knew exactly what was on her mind. “I’ll need Han to stay in the office, so let’s see if we can find someone to help you with this,”

“Oh, I have lots of friends who are professional filmmakers,” Han said, unaware of what Yoongi and Eunha were telepathically plotting. “Some of them are freelancers, so I could call them,”

“We’ll check that later,” Yoongi said, going to the next thing to check on their agenda.

After two and a half hours, Eunha was finally free of her morning meetings. She was expected to go to the studio to work with Yoongi later but still had enough time to eat her breakfast and even grab some coffee. She had almost forgotten that her brother was in the same house until she heard his laugh come from the living room.

“Don’t you have something else to do?” Eunha asked, joining him on the couch. “Why the hell are you still wearing my robe?”

“I was looking for the only clean shirt I have left but I can’t find it,”

“Oh,” Eunha said, knowing exactly which one he meant. “Taehyung needed a change so I gave it to him,”

“First of all, gross! I don’t want your boyfriend’s sweaty body to ruin my silk shirt!” he whined. “And second, we need to talk about him sneaking into your room at night as a horny teenager,”

“Shut up!” Eunha was not talking about her romantic and potentially sexual life with her brother. “We’re not teenagers anymore, and we’re not horny,”

“Sure,” he sarcastically said.

“Besides, what we do or not is none of your business,”

“So, you are doing it!”

“No, we’re not!”

“You’re not?” he asked, now laughing. “You’re really not?”

“No,” she sighed, fuming.

“Hey, I just want you to be careful when you actually do it,”

“Nope, we’re not talking about this,” she stood up, going back to the kitchen.

“Eunnie,” he said, following her. “I’m serious! I don’t want you to fuck up like me. Just… remember you don’t owe him anything just because he is your boyfriend and because you love him or whatever. I don’t want you to feel pressured to do something if you don’t feel like you’re ready,”

She knew it was coming from a good place, and she actually appreciated her brother’s attempt of taking care of her. Still, she didn’t want to talk about it. She was sure she and Taehyung were not there yet. Sure, the thought had crossed her mind a couple of times, but it wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.

“What are your plans in Seoul, anyway?” she asked, letting him know the previous conversation was over.

“I want to see what the city has to offer,” he sighed. “I’m tired of working in Mom’s restaurant. I mean, I appreciate them letting me stay at their home and all that but,”

“But you miss your freedom,”

“Exactly,” he chuckled. “Besides, Dad keeps asking when I’ll recover and go back to play baseball. To be honest, I’m not even sure if I want to do that anymore,”

“I thought you loved baseball,”

“I do. I just don’t love the team, the city, the people around me,” he unconsciously started rubbing his injured shoulder, thinking of everything about his current life that hurt him. “After the last time I saw you, I kept thinking of how happy you looked, and good you were doing. I… I want that, you know?”

She didn’t say anything. She wished it was as simple as her brother made it sound, but to get to the point she was now, she had struggled and cried a lot. Still, Eunha didn’t have the heart to discourage her brother. She wanted Dae-Hyun to be happy; he deserved it.

“Want to grab some coffee?” she asked.

Eunha continued her day as she had planned, only with her brother coming along, too. She was happy to catch up with him as they walked to the bus stop and answered all his questions about Taehyung and her roommates on the way to the café. She was a bit sad that she didn’t get to see James, wanting to introduce him to Dae-Hyun, but still told him all about the little Aussie kid who was friends with her. They walked together to Eunha’s office, where she gave him a tour, showing him the fancy studio where she was supposed to meet Yoongi.

“This is dope!” Dae-Hyun complimented. “The studio I saw yesterday was smaller,”

“Yeah, that’s where the rest of the crew works, but this is my boss’ personal studio,” she proudly said. “He lets me use it,”

“Is that a Johny Cash Martin?” he was already on his way to grab the guitar, which gave Eunha a little panic attack.

“Don’t! That’s Yoongi’s! That’s like the only thing I’m not allowed to use, so please, don’t!”

“Damn, you’re making him sound like a monster,” Dae-Hyun said, frowning at the thought of his sister’s tyrant boss.

“No, he is a sweetheart, honestly. Well, at first he might come off as a jerk, but that’s only because he is an introvert,” she wasn’t helping the mental image he was making. “He’s just very careful with the things that are important to him, like this guitar,”

“I thought you said he was your friend,”

“He is. He is probably my best friend. After Taehyung, of course,” she made sure to clear that out. “But he is still my boss and I respect him a lot,”

Just then, the studio door opened, and Min Yoongi came in, holding a six-pack of beers in one hand and a jumbo bag of chips.

“Let’s finish this fucking EP already, oh… hello,” Yoongi seemed very confused by the presence of a stranger in his studio.

“Hi, Yoongi, this is my brother Dae-Hyun,” Eunha was fast to say. “Dae-Hyun, this is Min Yoongi,”

“Nice to meet you,” Dae-Hyun said, bowing his head and offering a friendly smile. Yoongi’s eyes went from brother to sister, trying to catch the similarities between them. “Let me help you with that,”

“Thanks,” Yoongi said, letting Seong Dae-Hyun grab the beers effortlessly and put them in the mini-fridge.

“I couldn’t leave him home alone,” Eunha explained. “He might burn down the house or something,”

“Ha-ha,” Dae-Hyun ironically laughed, glaring at his sister. “She’s just scared that I bump into her boyfriend again,”

“Taehyung had the brilliant idea of breaking into my room last night,” Eunha explained. “Now he doesn’t trust me,”

“Honestly, I’m just surprised he had the physical ability to climb through your balcony,” Yoongi chuckled, finally sitting down in front of his computer. “Feel at home, Dae-Hyun-ssi,”

“Thanks,” Dae-Hyun’s eye smile appeared as he took Yoongi’s word and sat on the couch. “I’ll be nice and quiet, don’t worry,”

“Where do you want to start today?” Eunha asked, getting into work mode already.

“I’d like to re-record the bass line now that you’re here,” Yoongi said, opening the bag of Cheetos and passing it to Eunha’s brother. She thought it was cute that he was doing his best effort to make Dae-Hyun feel welcome, knowing how hard it was for Yoongi to open up to strangers at first.

“Can you remind me what's the melody?” Eunha was already walking over the guitars, taking the pretty precision bass she liked. Yoongi helped her plug it in and played the previous recording so she could figure out what to play.

Dae-Hyun kept his promise, allowing the two friends to work in peace, enjoying seeing their process and noticing how easily they understood each other, almost as if reading the other’s minds. After they finished recording all the bass parts, Yoongi made an unusual pause to open a beer and offer one to the guest.

“We don’t usually drink at work,” Yoongi felt the need to explain. “But we’re really sick of this particular song. The process it’s been dull as hell,”

“I imagine,” Dae-Hyun said, accepting the beer. “It sounds great, though. Did you write it?”

“No, I’m only producing and mastering it,” Yoongi explained. It looked as if neither of them knew exactly what to do with their drinks. Dae-Hyun wasn’t sure if he had to turn his head to the side, not knowing if Yoongi was older or younger than him.

“So, you’re Eunha’s older brother,” Yoongi said conversationally.

“Yeah, for two years,” Dae-Hyun said, letting Yoongi do the math.

“He was also born in 93,” Eunha finally said.

“Really?” Dae-Hyun looked happy about it. “What month?”

“March. I’m a Piscis,” Yoongi said. “I mean, not that I believe in that stuff but people always ask,”

Eunha almost laughed at how out of pocket his comment was.

“I’m a Sagittarius,” Dae-Hyun said.

“November or December?” Yoongi asked.

“December,” Dae-Hyun said, finally drinking from his beer. “Jin-hyung is a Sag, too,”

Of course, Dae-Hyun had no idea who Jin-Hyung was but he made sure to remember that information. For a minute, the room went silent. None of the boys knew exactly what to talk about. Eunha was running through her head all the different possible conversation topics she could bring up to make the two of them keep talking.

“Oh, did I mention Dae-Hyun plays baseball?” she was sure Yoongi had mentioned liking a sport that involved a ball, but she wasn’t sure which was it.

“Played,” her brother corrected. “Well, I mean, I’m not playing at the moment,”

“So, you’re in a team?” Yoongi asked with curiosity.

“Yeah, but right now I’m on a break,” he explained. “I got in an accident recently so, I can’t really play,”

“I’m sorry,” Yoongi said.

“It’s okay, I’m still getting paid,” Dae-Hyun drank from his beer again and Yoongi mimicked him. “Do you play any sports?”

“Basketball, but not professionally,” Yoongi said. “I considered it, though,”

“Oh, so you must be good, then,”

“I’m okay, I guess,” Yoongi said. Eunha was happy the conversation between them was going well. She really wanted them to get along, especially if Dae-Hyun was considering staying in Seoul for a while; she thought her brother could use some friends his age. “Of course, that wouldn’t have worked because of my height,”

“What are you talking about? You’re just perfect,” Dae-Hyun laughed. “Besides, stereotypical physical attributes end up being worthless if you compare them to actual talent and use of brains,”

“Says the guy who is pure muscle,” Yoongi laughed.

“That only means I don’t have the brains,” Dae-Hyun laughed even harder, making Yoongi laugh as well.

“Shut up, you graduated with honors,” Eunha didn’t like when his brother used self-deprecating humor to entertain the rest. “He learned to play guitar overnight,”

“Really?” Yoongi asked. “Do you play any other instruments?”

“Mostly guitar and piano,” Dae-Hyun said. “But not seriously, I mean I just know a couple of scales,”

“That’s all you need,” Yoongi said, trying to be nice. “Music is just a couple of scales if you think about it,”

“I guess. Still, music is not where I shine the most. Not like you guys do,” Dae-Hyun finished his beer, not saying anything else. Yoongi followed right after, drinking the last sips from his bottle, and left it on the table before going back to his computer.

Eunha: So, Yoongi and Dae-Hyun met

Tae: how did that go?

Eunha: surprisingly good

Eunha: They seemed to get along well

Tae: Did you take him to the studio?

Eunha: Yeah, but he left a while ago

Eunha: Said he was meeting some old friends

Eunha: But I’m sure I saw a Tinder notification pop up on his screen

Tae: Good for him I guess

Tae: You said he broke up with his girlfriend, right?

Eunha: Yeah, some months ago

Eunha: So I’m happy for him to put himself out there or whatever

Eunha: What are you doing?

Tae: I’m taking Tae-Jun to get a haircut

Tae: He also needs some clothes

Tae: I don’t think I can make it to lunch babe

Eunha: It’s okay!!

Eunha: Are you free later?

Eunha: Yoongi invited Dae-Hyun to his place later

Tae: So, party at Yoongi’s at night?

Eunha: I don’t think he meant party, but he mentioned some wine

Tae: Sounds great!

Tae: Wait, am I invited or only Dae-Hyun?

Eunha: I’m sure he meant all of us

Eunha: I’ll ask him later

Tae: Alright, text you later

Tae: This kid is taking too long to pick a drink

Eunha: Cuteeeee

Tae: what about me?

Eunha: You're the cutest

Tae: ok

Tae: see you at night love

Eunha: bye 💗

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