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my favorite bts fics so far (hyung!line)

hello lovely readers, i hope all of you are doing great. i've been wanting to make this post for a while now. i really want to share the amazing work and talent that many authors have on this app. as a literature fan and hopeless romantic myself, i made sure to pick out all the fics that i think are beautiful and amazing :)

disclaimers!!!!:

some of these fics contain nsfw content (minors dni), or some heavy themes, i am yoongi biased so excuse me if the fic ratio compared to the other members is waaayy bigger (like by a lot i am so so sorry), also this post is insanely long heh (once again, i am so so sorry :p), all pictures are from pinterest!

fluff- ♾️

angst- Ω

smut- ☻

crack/humor- ☼

i would sell my liver to read this again for the first time- ¶

Kim Seokjin

Turn Back Time- @raplinesmoon ♾️☼Ω☻

''pairing: baseball player!Seokjin x doctor!reader (based on the movie 13 Going On 30) genres/au/rating: fluff, humour, angst, smut, time travel au, 18+ summary: After total humiliation at his middle school baseball try outs, Kim Seokjin wants nothing more than for his awkward years to fade away until he’s thirty. Cue a magic baseball glove, and his wish is finally granted. Seokjin suddenly wakes up seventeen years later, now the star pitcher of the team he’d always dreamed of playing for. Confused and overwhelmed at the prospect of the new life waiting for him, he turns to the only person who seems to understand him — you. Will Seokjin learn what it truly means to be thirty, flirty, and thriving? Or will he find himself wishing he could turn back time?''

Every Year- @another-army-spot ♾️Ω☻

''Pairing: Jin x Reader, some implied Yoongi x reader and Namjoon x reader

Word: 15.6K

Genre: friends-to-lovers!au, richkids!au, chef!Jin, bookworm!oc, hard fluff, smut angst?

Summary: As the daughter of the Kim’s closest friends, you’ve attended their extravagant annual New Year’s party since the year you were born. No matter what you always spend time with your favorite childhood friend, Jin, who has always been there for you. Here are the highlights of you and Jin realizing just how important you two are to each other.''

Let's get married as a joke- @burningupp Ω♾️

''Genre: angst, fluff

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x reader

Wordcount: 8210 (I’m so sorry)

Summary: Your best friend Jin has always had a talent of getting you into trouble. Maybe that’s why you’re not surprised that he asks you to marry him as a joke - or that you agree.''

friends get married all the time- @hobipost♾️

''The silly promise you made ten years ago comes back to bite your asses, and you’re both too weak to pretend it never happened

pairing: seokjin x f. reader

genres/tropes: friends to lovers, fluff

words: 2k+''

Min Yoongi

series:

The Truth Between Us- @jimlingss @gukyi ♾️Ω ☼ ¶

“⇒ summary: a book deal should be the most exciting time of your life, but there seems to be a constant and omnipresent damper on your mood in the form of a certain min yoongi, who you would just cut out from your life, if he weren’t your editor. but then, the world shifts beneath your feet, and you begin to wonder if maybe you’ve always been looking at life from the wrong angle.

⇒ enemies to lovers au with various other au’s thrown in there

⇒ word count: 14k (first chapter)

⇒ genre: fluff, angst, drama”

Dating advice- @taleasnewastime ♾️Ω☻

''Summary: It’s been months – ok, it’s been years – since you last went on a date. And you’re sick of it. Sick of seeing couples kissing and holding hands in the street. Sick of your friends settling down. Sick of everyone buying houses and having families. You’re going to do something about it. You’re going to snap up a man, you’re going to tie someone down, you’re going to finally commit, you’re going to – you’re going to need a bit of advice.

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Genre: fluff; angst; smut

Word count: 54k

Status: Complete''

unexpected lovers- @jjkeverlast ♾️Ω☻

''-> pairing artist!yoongi x female reader

-> genre fake dating!au, romantic comedy

-> summary what happens when you meet min yoongi at the club, or well accidentally use him as your pawn to not get hit on. not knowing your cousins friend overhears and suddenly your whole family knows.

-> word count 19.8k''

Only Yesterday- @borathae ♾️☻Ω ¶

'' “Your life in a small countryside village was nothing of the extraordinary, you owned a quaint little teashop, enjoyed warm evenings in your garden and liked taking walks by the river. One day a handsome stranger moves in the abandoned cottage opposite side of the river and it is not long that he becomes a source of comfort in your life.”

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: s2l!AU, Neighbours!AU, Teashop!AU, Slice of Life!AU, Romance, Fluff, Smut

Warnings: This is a very feel good story, meant to comfort the soul and warm the heart. However it contains talks about car accidents and memory loss, as well as sexually explicit scenes. If you are sensitive to such topics I advise you read with care.

Wordcount: 78.620''

Signed in Black- @yoon-kooks♾️☻

''Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Soulmate!AU, BadBoy!AU, FLUFF, Smut [in future chapters]

Summary: Min Yoongi. That was the name magically tattooed to your skin. You were told he was your lover by fate. And as cute as it would be to have a soulmate, Yoongi was the last person you ever wanted to be bound to. But thankfully, there was a way to remove the tattoo. All you had to do was convince six Bulletproof Fairies that the two of you were in love.

Word Count: 3.3k'' (first chapter)

neon signs- @pantoneyoongi ♾️¶

''title ; neon signs [ drabble series ] pairing ; campus crush!yoongi x campus crush!you

description ; namjoon doesn’t think it can get any clearer outside of yoongi building a giant neon sign saying i have the absolute biggest crush on you but apparently, book smarts don’t exactly translate when it comes to you and your massive crush on min yoongi.

(alternatively: namjoon and hoseok try for three years straight to get you and yoongi together.)''

Reflection of You- @agustdakasuga ♾️Ω ¶

''Genre: Historical!AU, Timetraveller!AU/ Different Dimension, Romance

Pairing: SUGA x Reader, Yoongi x Reader

Characters: Normal!Reader, Idol!Suga, King!Yoongi, Guard!Seokjin, Guard!Jungkook, RoyalAdvisor!Namjoon, Servant!Jimin, Servant!Hoseok, Prince!Taehyung

Summary: Confirming you were dating the famous Min Suga of BTS, you knew you were bound to make some enemies. But what you didn’t expect was to be cursed, leading you to meet a cold-hearted, arrogant king that shares the same face as your rapper lover. ''

your universe- @muniimyg ♾️☻Ω ☼

''in which min yoongi refuses to lose you

regretting rejecting oc, min yoongi goes through a circus load of gestures and tasks in attempt to be loved again

pairings:

basketball captain // tsundere yoongi + sunshine // preschool edu major oc

au/genre:

friends to lovers

uni au

one sided pining / rejection / redemption / a sad excuse of a slow burn

smut, crack, angst

social media au + written

warnings:

implied + actual smut

angst (oc is heartbroken and trying to move on from being initially rejected)

name calling, love/hate friendships, big egos, overprotective friends, childish social culture, and a burnt out era <;3

parts:

ongoing ( ongoing/25 )''

andante cantabile- @kkulfm-2 ♾️☻¶

''pairing: myg x f!reader

genre: historical / regency au, fluff, smut

wc: 30.6k + 3.8k smutty bonus

summary: You are convinced Mr. Min is nothing but a rude and gloomy man after he leaves a horrible first impression on you. His friends' attempts to convince you otherwise are met with mixed success.''

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oneshots:

Man of The Year- @raplinesmoon ♾️¶

''pairing: single dad!Yoongi x gn!reader genre(s): pure fluff, very minor angst au(s): graduation au word count: 2.7k warnings: some swearing, Yoongi is a little nervous, Yoongi is bad at flirting, this is so cute I could cry

rating: PG

summary: For the longest time, it’s always been Yoongi and his daughter, celebrating every milestone of life together. But today, that could change.''

Shut Eye- @alpacaparkaseok ♾️

''pairing/genre: idol!Yoongi x reader, fluff

premise: In a world where every night you meet your soulmate in your dreams only to forget their face and voice when you wake up, you’re now more desperate than ever to find them.

word count: 2.6k''

gold- @aquagustd Ω♾️☻

''↣ you’re in love with Min Yoongi, yes, you are, but why do you keep thinking of the boy who broke your heart into a million pieces when you should be focusing on the one who’s mending it.

pairing: yoongi x reader (past jungkook x reader)

genre: angst, fluff, smut, bff2l

word count: 17K''

stood up. -@parkdatjimin Ω☻♾️

''Three years after dumping your toxic boyfriend, you decide it's finally time to try the dating scene again. What you don't expect is for a handsome and confident CEO to come to your rescue after being stood up.

"Just play along. My name is Yoongi and whoever stood you up is a douche."

Pairings: CEO!yoongi x fem!reader

Genre: HEAVY angst, smut, lil fluff, slice of life, mutual pining, non-idol!au''

First-Date BAIT!- @jimlingss ♾️

''Words: 11.3k

Genre: Fluff

First dates are embarrassing. First dates are awkward. I’ve been through countless ones, sitting across from people who bored the living daylights out of me. It was less exciting than watching paint dry. Some dates were so utterly rude - I think you and I both know what it’s like to be on the receiving end on that. But now we both don’t have to waste our time anymore!

With First Date Bait they went out for me! Afterwards, they informed me if it was recommended to go out on a second date. It’s amazing with a 99.99% accuracy rate! That’s how I ended up meeting my husband!

First Date Bait. Why waste your time with awkward first dates?''

DreamCatcher- @jimlingss ♾️Ω

''Words: 13k (oops)

Genre: Fluff & Angst

Summary: When your dreams are more or less nightmares, monsters inside your head that eat you alive, it seems like the only person who can help you is Min Yoongi, professional dream chaser.''

Purr-haps I like you- @taleasnewastime ♾️

''Summary: You have a no pets policy where you live, but when you find a tiny kitten in a box on the side of the road, what can you do but bring it home with you? The only problem? The landlord who made the no pets rule, also happens to be your flatmate.

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Genre: pure fluff; Flatmates au

Word count: 11.6k''

Wild Strawberries- @yoonia ♾️☻

''➤ Character / Genre: Min Yoongi x reader/female OC (told through Yoongi’s POV) | Lucid Dream!au, fluff, smut''

first love- @jungnoir Ω♾️

''⇢ summary: yoongi meets you, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano, and he steals you away hours before your wedding day, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano + yoongi’s been in love with you since childhood and he only has the courage to tell you when you’re about to marry someone else.

⇢ relationship: min yoongi/reader.

⇢ genre: best friend!au, angst, romance.

⇢ words: 5.6k''

strike a chord- @snackhobi ♾️☻¶

''pairing: yoongi x reader // word count: 15.8k // genre: smut

summary: your idea of a good night certainly doesn't involve being stood up by yet another blind date and finding yourself alone in a fancy bar; fortunately for you, there's an attractive man playing the piano to keep you busy, instead.''

Anyone But The Groom- @yoonjinkooked ♾️Ω☻

''❅ Summary: After a meet-cute that brings all the romcoms to shame, you realize that for once in your life, the stars have finally aligned and presented you a guy that might be able to make you believe in love at first sight. Only to find out that you’re in charge of planning his Christmas Eve Wedding.

❅ Pairing: Yoongi x female reader

❅ AU: Wedding Planner reader x Arranged Marriage groom Yoongi

❅ Genre: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, will-they-won’t-they type of relationship

❅ Word Count: 36.5k (I AM SO SORRY)''

Not Even a Mouse- @softyoongiionly ♾️☻¶

''Summary: The week before Christmas, you are tasked with delivering some paperwork to your father’s former business partner in order to secure your ownership of their legendary toy store. However, things don’t go as planned and a sudden blizzard keeps you cooped up inside the tiniest town you’ve ever seen, Snow Falls. You keep telling yourself that it’s the weather that’s keeping you here, but after a visit to Min’s Mini Mart, you aren’t so sure anymore…

Pairing: Single Dad! Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Romance, FLUFF, Smut (18+ only please)''

All I Want for Christmas (ft. Yoongi)- @hayjeon ♾️Ω

''→ singledad, CEO!yoongi x secretary!reader→ 13k words''

ceo!yoongi- @jungshookz ♾️☻☼ ¶

''→ pairing: min yoongi x reader

→ genre: ceo!au, clumsy!y/n because that’s always nice, jimin is ur best friend, floofy fluff, a touch of nsfw aka office sex

→ wordcount: 21k+ so u should probably read this using ur laptop and not ur phone''

first love | myg- @lavienjin ☻Ω

''synopsis: After an incredibly long day, Yoongi found you crying in the copy room. Though he doesn’t talk much, you’ve always found his presence comforting, and it didn’t surprise you when he stayed and listen to you vent. However, while you sought comfort in his embrace, he proposed a special offer to reduce your stress with the magic of his hands. The only catch to your arrangement? You couldn’t fall in love.

But wouldn’t you know it, just as your friendship deepens into something more, you find an old notebook sitting on his bookshelf, and in it, a collection of poems. The last entry has you reeling because it’s addressed to you. And in that page, a single line is written: Without you, I am nothing

pairing: yoongi x reader

wc: 11.3k

genre/rating/au: 18+ | fwb, coworkers, f2l au | smut, angst

warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, semi public sex, multiple smut scenes, multiple orgasms, oral (m. & f. receiving), masturbation, exhibition, lots of feelings. like a lot of feelings :(''

A Boy Like You | Yoongi- @cinnaminsvga ♾️¶

''→ summary: for whenever you are feeling low, always remember that there is a boy you know who would lift the sky for you.

{or alternatively: Min Yoongi loves you, though he never says it. He’s always been a firm believer in that actions speak louder than any words ever could.}

→ genre: coworker!au, f2l, fluff''

when the stars align- @itskimtaehyung ♾️Ω

''Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: FakeDating!AU with a hint of roommates (well actually more like apartment-mates but roommates is catchier), College!AU, fluff, angst

Word count: 10.5k

Content/Warnings: Mentions of heavy drinking, drug usage, strong language, but also cute things like adopting a dog together

Summary: With cuffing season approaching its end, you thought you had escaped the pressures of finding a boyfriend for the holidays. That is, until your friends set you up on a blind date that goes horribly wrong. This prompts you to enlist the help of your roommate, Yoongi, to fake a relationship so your friends will stop meddling in your love life. And it turns out Yoongi is a lot better at this romance thing than you originally thought…''

p.o.v | myg- @jtrbluv ♾️Ω

''summary: you were eight when you first met your soulmate. then you were eighteen when you realized that the boy who just got hired at the local record store next door, is also your soulmate. the issue at hand: you are the only one that knows.

pairing: yoongi x reader (fem)

genre: fluff, angst, soulmate!au, redstringoffate!au, college!au, high school!au

word count: 17.9k''

Yoongi is a Rock- @yoongsisbae ♾️Ω ¶

''rock!Yoongi x reader :D fluff a bit of angst a lot of silliness

Word Count 1.3k''

android!yoongi- @jungshookz♾️Ω☻☼ ¶

''→ pairing: min yoongi x reader

→ genre: android!au becauSe for some reason android aus are popping up everywhere, the usual heaping serving of fluff and comedy, N S F W like reALLY nsfw i poPPED OFF this time i don’t know even know what happened,,, forgive me god for i have sinned, a n g s t, i definitely teared up a little writing this because i was listening to kim bum soo’s i miss you and it made me 100x more emo

→ trigger warnings: this does get a little intense! beware!!

→ wordcount: 24k like that bruno mars song''

you’re so concerned about the ending that you don’t even know the plot- @joonsgalaxy ♾️☼

''° yoongi x reader x taehyung

° 1.9 k words ° fluff/humour

🌟 you bring your broken laptop to Tae—the IT specialist—who you have a crush on. you drag your bff Yoongi along with you, who—you’re certain—has a crush on Tae too. what a mess, right? well, the thing is, you never even considered the possibility of your assumptions being totally wrong.''

better place- @cupofteaguk ♾️

''summary: you might be in love with childhood best friend Min Yoongi, and he might be in love with you—and everyone seems to know it. except for the two of you.

pairing: yoongi x fem!reader

genre: hogwarts au, friends to lovers au | fluff

warnings: slow burn, alcohol consumption, truly lowkey an idiots to lovers au word count: 14k''

something to hold on to- @fantasybangtan ♾️Ω ¶

''❦ word count. 17.7k ❦ genre. parent fic, fluff, angst, a bit of boob action ❦ warnings. illness, mention of hospitalisation, mention of minor character death, yoongi is kind of a dick sometimes, accidental(?) flashing ❦ summary. it’s not that you don’t like your job. on the contrary, reading bedtime stories to a certified little princess is something you still can’t believe you get paid to do. it’s just that between all the school runs, snow days and secret second hot chocolates before bed, you may fallen a little too hard for those dimpled cheeks and gummy smiles…. worse still, you’ve fallen for her father too.''

the proposal- @dreamescapeswriting ♾️Ω☻

''WORD COUNT: 35K (No its not missing a decimal point)

PAIRING: CEO!Yoongi x Assistant!Reader

GENRE: Smut, enemies to lovers, CEO x Assistant, fake marriage, angst, movie inspired, slow burn''

basketballcaptain!yoongi- @jungshookz ♾️☻☼ ¶

''→ pairing: min yoongi x reader

→ genre: basketball captain x water girl, cheesy cheesy stuff, the FLUFFIEST fluff, jungoo is an idiot, humour, nSFW = smut, cocky yoongi, spoiler alert yoongi does a body shot off of u it just be like that sometimes

→ wordcount: 18.4k this will definitely make the app crash as per usual don’t come for me''

Hug-o-gram- @cinnaminsvga ♾️☼ ¶

''→ summary:

“This is probably the dumbest idea you’ve ever had,” Yoongi hisses, but it’s kind of hard for Seokjin to take him seriously when he’s wearing a cardboard sign around his neck that says ‘Huggie Wuggie Machine!’ in bubble font.

“Like, even worse than when we DIY’d your car into a convertible by sawing the top off?” Seokjin asks, genuinely curious.

“Worse,” Yoongi admits, trying his best to stay out of your line of sight. His cheeks redden, matching the gaudy pink kitten ears he was forced into wearing.

{or alternatively: Seokjin is a terrible wingman. He also runs a profitable business by sending hugs to people’s crushes for a fee. Mix them together and you have a recipe for Min Yoongi’s worst nightmare.}

→ genre: college!au, hugging booth!au,fluff, humor → warnings: yoongi is so smitten that he’s a walking disaster, so much shy!yoongi to the point where you’ll want to scream, seokjin just tryna get his homie some y/n love coochie bro ;o; → words: 13.3K''

I Wanna Hold Your Hand- @minisugakoobies ♾️

''Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, fluff, Roommates!AU

Rating: T

Warnings: pining, a lil’ smooching, Yoongi is very persuasive, reader is easily duped, it’s as fluffy as freshly fallen snow

Word Count: 1.4K

Disclaimers: None, other than obviously I don’t own BTS - they simply inspire me

Summary: It’s hand-holding season, according to your roommate.''

subtle- @joonary ♾️Ω

''↳ summary: just another memory added to the long list of drunk memories that you’ll forget but wish you’d remember, while yoongi will remember but wish he could forget.

↳ genre: fluff; light angst; friends (?) to lovers (?); min yoongi x reader

↳ rating: pg-13

↳ warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, and yoongi’s soft spots being exposed to the light of day. yknow, just another joonary fic.

↳ word count: 3.5k''

Hobi's Girl- @jjungkookislife Ω☻

''↬ pairing: f. reader x Hoseok, f. reader x Yoongi

↬ genre: smut [18+], angst

↬ summary: Yoongi had a wonderful night with you… but you’re Hobi’s girl.

↬ wc: 4.8k''

The King Isn’t Dead- @another-army-spot ♾️Ω☻

''Pairing: Yoongi x oc (fem)

Rating: M

Word: 19.7k~ (my finger slipped?)

Genre: historical fic, smut, romance, fluff, angst, political upheaval shit

Summary: After the invasion and the King’s miraculous survival, the nation aims to secure stability and his position of power through the prospect of marriage and continuing the Min line. As a promise to your brother on the battlefield, the King promises to consider you as his potential wife - to love and to protect. Or maybe it’ll be the other way around?''

the landlord- @ppersonna ☻

''↳ summary- your air conditioner breaks right at the height of a recordbreaking heat wave. good thing your hot landlord, yoongi, knows how to attend to any needs you may have.

↳ rating- explicit / 18+

↳ word count- 4.3k

↳ pairing- yoongi x reader

↳ genre- smut, light crack, PWP''

CYBERSEX- @gimmethatagustd ♾️☻☼

''The whole point of being a phone sex hotline operator is that you’ll never have to meet your clients. So what are you supposed to do when you find out your favorite client is your brother’s best friend?

» pairing: yoongi x fem!reader

» wc/date: 14.6k | July 2022

Jung Hoseok

hot rod- @kinktae ♾️☻

''a 1950′s inspired fic where greaser Hoseok can’t keep his eyes, or hands, off the new waitress at his and his boys’ favorite diner.

pairing: greaser!hoseok x reader

word count: 10k

genre: 1950s au, smut, fluff''

Kim Namjoon

The Bodyguard- @rmnamjoons ♾️☻Ω

''➳ summary: You’re the daughter of the ambassador to a small, peaceful, barely-on-the-map country in Western Europe, working as a diplomat to help your mother with her endless meetings and politics. After a kidnapping attempt gone wrong, you and your protective bodyguard Namjoon are on the run across Europe, jumping from trains, stealing cars, and pretending to be a couple on your honeymoon to stay hidden. As the would-be kidnappers close in, Namjoon promises you that he’s going to keep you safe, no matter the cost.

➳ pairing: bodyguard!Namjoon x reader

➳ genre: bodyguard au, romance, smut, fake dating/fake marriage, road trip (kinda), very slight angst

➳ word count: 62.9k – this is a complete, VERY long oneshot''

Show Me How- @imaginationofacrazyfangirl ☻ ¶

''Summary:You swiped right on a nerd, instead you got a Greek God. Or tired of your virginity, you decide to throw caution to the wind and find a hook up on tinder.

— PAIRING: Namjoon x f!reader

— GENRE: smut. 18+ minors dni.''

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Cockpit 8 | knj

Pair: Namjoon x reader

Summary: Namjoon goes through a rough time while getting a divorce, meeting you at the club two weeks in a row when attraction becomes unreal.

Rating: +18 mature content, Smut, divorce, fatherhood, mentions of panic attacks and anxiety attacks

a/n: to say i struggled with this part is an understatement, i had the hardest time ever writing it and i can't say i'm convinced with it, but i promise it's a key to many events coming up, ps. i may or may not post next week because i'm renovating my bedroom wish me luck yall i love you and i'm sorry <3 pss. the valentine oneshot of cockpit will be posted on friday ^^

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Namjoon is getting ready for your so called date, nothing too casual, a pair of jeans and a button up t-shirt, he’s showering himself in his cologne that he knows you enjoy the scent of, before collecting his phone, keys and wallet to head outside his room.

He takes a quick scan around the house, it’s weirdly quiet, Jay usually eats his dinner by this time but he’s not. The lights are slightly dimmed and the only thing that’s lighting up the house is the sun setting outside, the house even smells… scented? He’s not sure, something is suspicious.

Of course he’s not going to ask where she is, as long as Jay is taken care of, he can leave. So he walks towards the shoe closet to grab out his pair of converse only to see his wife standing in the end of the aisle, she’s in a short silk robe that he’s not sure he’s seen before, her hand is leaned against the door frame and the other one on her hips. “Are you going somewhere?”

As if she’s forbidden for him to see, he quickly turns his face away and cringes on the inside a little, he used to think she was.. okay to look at? But not anymore, since you showed up, it’s only you he sees in his dreams. “Yes.” He solidly answers, of course not telling her where.

He slightly panics when she walks towards him slowly and runs her hand on his back, her touch totally half assed since she cannot and will not stand the man, but she’s trying to save her family from being doomed. “Are you going out with your friends?”

Namjoon’s brain functions for a quick second, and then realizes, she must know about the divorce, and that’s why she’s acting weird all of a sudden, he never saw her wearing anything like this, even her voice tone was never this quiet, she always spoke with a tone full of spite and utter hate.

He takes a step away from her hand, it felt weird and so out of place.

He puts on his shoes and starts unlocking the door, she walks closer to him and his fingers start working faster on the door. She tip toes and prints a kiss on his cheek that makes him nearly vomit, he pushes her with one hand and shakes his head. “No, it’s over.”

She feigns innocence and pouts, the crosses her arms on her chest. “Of course it’s not over Namjoon, I’ll be waiting for you tonight, please come back home.”

As if there’s no more oxygen in the room, Namjoon feels suffocated and his chest feels heavy, the door is finally unlocked and he leaves the apartment, slamming the door behind him, he rushes to his car and gets inside.

His chest rises dramatically with every breath he’s trying to take, his chest burns and he even feels his heart fluttering, his fingers feel numb and he feels sweaty, it’s been so long since he’s had a panic attack this strong.

He never saw a doctor about it but he knows it’s a panic attack.

He unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt and leans his head back into his seat, his fingers are shaking when he clicks the air conditioning on.

He tries so hard to regulate his breaths or even sort out his thoughts so he could calm down.

His head immediately rushes to the first thought, that he cannot forget everything she made him or his son go through, he never felt loved and wanted by her, and he cannot deny that she turned his life into a nightmare. She made him give up on so many dreams and she rejected everything he offered her and always let him down, he can never forgive her and he knows that nothing will ever be the same.

He takes a long breath and he squeezes his hand into a fist repeatedly to try and get the blood flowing to his numb fingers before his head rushes to the second thought.

Namjoon has always been passionate about his life and goals, he was so thrilled to see what his future looked like, but not anymore, he’s nothing like the young Namjoon, she made him age way earlier than he should’ve, and he’s hurt deeply, and he knows that no matter what she does, she can’t repair the damage the already made.

His rapid breaths calm down as he finally puts out the last thought that makes his anxiety wash away in seconds. It’s when he thinks about you, and the world suddenly feels like a better place.

You simply were able to heal his inner wounds, when he’s around you he feels like the young and youthful Namjoon that he misses so much, he’s suddenly passionate about his life and job, he’s performing better on every aspect of his life ever since he met you. He finally feels like there’s a purpose of his existence, you made him feel desired and wanted.

His fingers move to turn off the air conditioning as he finally feels air in his lungs, his heartbeat calms down and he can feel his fingers again, he turns on his car and steps on the gas pedal, wanting to see you more than ever.

You’re a little surprised when he pulls you into a tight hug when you opened the door for him, his arms wrapping around your torso and pulling you closer against his body and even carrying you up a little, you hug back softly and rub his back, “Are you okay?”

He prints a few soft kisses on your shoulder before he puts you down and leans his forehead against yours. “I’m a whole lot better now.” A smile creeping on his face as he pecks your cheek.

You can’t help but mirror his smile, you press a soft kiss onto his jaw and inhale his cologne, “Come on in.”

He makes his way inside your place and puts his phone down. “You look absolutely stunning.” His eyes never left your figure as you bend to the mini fridge to grab him a bottle of water.

You took the effort to put on the lightest makeup ever, you wore a dark slim fit dress that you weren’t really sure of, it was an old dress hanging at the back of your closet that you were going to throw away once but then you decided to hoard it, so you finally put it on even when you don’t like the dress that much. “Thank you, do you think the dress is okay?”

He sits onto the couch and leans his arm on the back of it, shrugging one shoulder. “Of course.”

You scrunch your nose and turn your back to him. “I don’t like my ass in it.” Which makes him smirk and tilt his head, taking a few seconds to think. “If anything, I think it highlights your lovely ass, that’s all.”

You roll your eyes. “Of course you would say that” You head towards your bedroom to grab your purse and phone, taking one last look at the mirror to check out the dress, you like it a little better now.

Your tour took place on the outskirts, a private minibus picked you two up from your place since there’s going to be drinking involved, so no one was allowed to drive there from the guests.

The entire way there Namjoon’s hands were never laid off of you, on your way there his hands stayed put on your inner thigh and your hand was on top of his, small strokes on your skin already drove you crazy and the night is still young, you could feel your body reacting upon his touches, and you’re not even complaining.

When you got to the farm, the tour guide showcased so many things that you never knew before that you found quite interesting, and still Namjoon’s hands were never off of you, if his hand wasn’t on your lower back or locked with yours, he’d be picking up grapes and feeding you them, and who are you to judge? You loved the attention, and he loved giving it to you too.

You got into the wine cellar and they showed you the aged wine from long ago and you finally got into wine tasting, a glass after a glass, you started getting tipsy and your cheeks are now flushing red as the alcohol is starting to affect your body, Namjoon could tolerate his drinks well so he wasn’t even near as tipsy as you were.

“Mm.” You take a sip of your wine glass and tilt your head, focusing on the taste of the wine. “I kind of like the taste of this one better, here, try.” You offer him to take a sip from your glass with it still being in your hands, you press it against his lips and lift it up a little so he could taste the wine, your eyes fixated on his plump lips on the rim of your glass, and you’re not sure if it’s the wine or not, but you would kill to feel his mouth on yours.

“Mmm.” He hums as the drink sits on his tongue, he nods. “It’s a little too sweet for my liking.”

“Oh yeah?” You whisper as your eyes are piercing towards his lips, your wild thoughts cramming inside your head as you lightly press your body against his, totally ignoring the fact that you’re surrounded by a bunch of people. He wraps his arms around your hips and smirks. “Stop it.”

“Stop what?” You innocently look up into his eyes, batting your eyelashes while you’re licking your bottom lip. “Stop looking at me like that.” His eyes now fall onto your lips, he secretly wishes they’re wrapped around his dick while you’re choking on him.

The two of you were enjoying your evening, it was a new experience for you and you’re glad you got to have it with Namjoon out of all people. He’s having the time of his life too, he’s been wanting to go on this tour for a few days but now he kind of wants it to end so he can take you home and be alone with you.

However the group you joined had approximately 14 people mostly couples. One of them never took his eyes off of you two, focusing a little on you and wondering if you’re Namjoon’s sister or not.

He’s related to Namjoon’s wife, and he has no idea that they were going through a divorce.

He’s even taking a few steps closer to try and catch your features, but you look nothing like Namjoon’s sister at all, he wanted to convince himself that you could probably be a coworker but you two are now hugging and clearly flirting with each other, so you can’t be.

He takes his phone out and subtly opens his camera, before he tries to snap a picture, his camera flash exposes him which makes him quickly cover it with his hand and put it down, everyone paid attention so they all look at him as the tour guide reminds everyone, that it’s not allowed to take pictures inside the cellar.

He earned a few looks from you and Namjoon, but you shrugged it off, and Namjoon doesn’t even recognize the man, he’s one of his wife’s second cousins so of course he won’t identify him.

You two were so lucky, because if anything, this could affect Namjoon’s divorce negatively..

“Can we go home?” You scratch the back of his head with your nails, he bites on his bottom lip and closes his eyes a little. “I’m not sure I can wait for us to get there.” He whispers.

The tour guide starts talking again, blabbering things that you honestly don’t care about anymore. Your panties are sticking onto your throbbing wet cunt, and your thighs are killing you from all the rubbing that you thought would calm your heat down.

You turn to face the guide, and Namjoon wraps his arms around your hips from behind, you can feel his erection rubbing against your ass which makes you smirk and side eye him, but that only makes him pull you tighter against his clothed cock.

You kick off your sneakers once you get inside your apartment, Namjoon walks behind you and locks the door after him. “Finally.” You rush to unzip your dress, at least now you’re positive that this dress can’t go back to your closet. It’s extremely tight and you were barely able to breathe.

Namjoon is watching attentively when you unhook your bra and slip it off while you’re still in dress, he’s a little surprised on how you were able to do that. You glance up at him, still standing near the door with his eyes not blinking and his jaw slightly down. “I’m sorry, but that dress was killing me.” You throw your bra at him as you’re making your way to your bedroom and he follows you, your bra still in his hand as he’s admiring the little piece of fabric.

You fall onto your bed face down and hug onto your blanket, your tour was a little exhausting and the way there was a little far, and you hate going on long trips. “I’m so glad we’re home.”

“Are you tired?” He asks, his voice softer than ever, as he makes his way to lay next to you on the bed, leaning on one elbow as his other hand runs through your hair. “A little, yeah.” Your voice is muffled through the bed sheets.

Of course he can’t force you to do anything, and you’re a little tipsy, so he gets up on his feet and claps his hands once. “Come on, let’s go wash you up and get you ready for bed.”

You cuddle into the blanket and close your eyes. “Just help me with the dress, I already showered this morning.”

And he obediently slides the dress off of your shoulders and pulls it off of you before he helps you get comfortable in bed. “Thank you.” Your voice so sleepy and your eyelids feel heavy, you’re already falling asleep.

“Good night, beautiful.” He kisses the top of your head which you’re totally not aware of, he lays beside you again and you cuddle closer to him, your breath coming out of your nose hovering over his now bare chest.

It’s finally the weekend, and the weather outside is on fire, it was practically impossible to sit without air conditioning, and you could easily get dehydrated. It’s also impossible to cover your skin anymore.

It was the last heat wave this summer in Seoul, and it was the perfect time to finally go on your swimming trip to Namjoon’s family beach house, you had planned to go Friday noon in one car, since the only flaw that this house had was the parking space, and the guys voted for your car, since it was the biggest out of all of them.

BMW SUV, and you love to brag about it in front of your friends, they all have luxurious cars but yours was the biggest and the most convenient for this kind of trips.

You wore a short yellow summer dress and put on a straw hat to shield your face from the sun, of course you wouldn’t be able to open your eyes without a pair of sunglasses, and you matched the whole outfit with a pair of sandals.

“Jimin brought someone with him.” Seokjin puts his phone back in his pocket. “We’re totally not going to fit in one car.”

“We’re not taking two cars.” Yoongi shrugs. “We need the parking space to play soccer later tonight.”

The guys were standing right in front of your apartment building, of course having their first debate of the day, that will soon lead into an argument, you’re positive.

“We can just cram on top of each other.” Namjoon suggest, the guys look at him totally intrigued by the idea, why did no one suggest that before?

Seokjin pauses for a second before using his cap to fan his face. “But it’s for 3 hours. No one is cramming on top of me, I’m already melting.”

“You can’t just say that, that’s unfair.” You frown at seokjin. “We’ll get in the car, whoever we pick up last is going to cram on top of someone. And I personally think since this is my car, I myself cannot cram on top of anyone.”

You earn a glare from Seokjin and Yoongi, the only one who seems to agree is Namjoon, who adjusts the strap of your dress that slipped on your shoulder. “I think so too, I think I should drive.”

You roll your eyes at him and nudge his chest. “That’s cheating too.” Namjoon pouts and wraps his arm around your shoulder. “Just let me drive, so the rest of you can sleep or drink or whatever.”

“No way in hell, I’m driving.” Seokjin already has your car remote in his hand. “I’m passing on the drinks anyway, so I’ll drive.”

“Let’s just get going.” Mia snaps as she holds the battery operated fan near her face. “If we’re going to argue we might as well cancel the whole thing.”

“Shotgun!” You and Yoongi yell at the same time, only he’s a split second ahead of you. “No!” You whine in frustration. Yoongi grunts in celebration before he walks towards the car.

Seokjin sits in the driver seat, and Yoongi next to him in the passenger seat, leaving you, Namjoon and Mia in the back seat. You’re sitting in the middle and leaning forward on the middle console while shuffling your playlist to start music and turning on the air conditioning on the highest setting.

“Doesn’t shutgun usually get to choose the music?” Yoongi teases you. You scoff and pinch his arm. “How many times do I have to remind you that I own this car.” And he rolls his eyes, totally regretting the moment he voted to take your car for this trip.

“Come on let us in.” Jimin whines, you’re already crammed in the back seats when Jungkook joined, Yoongi ended up switching to the back seat so Mia can cram onto his lap, and there’s no way Jimin is going to fit in unless you sit in Namjoon’s lap.

You look over at Namjoon who has his arm around you, he nods immediately and grabs your hand to help you sit on his legs. “Can you at least push your seat forward?” You huff at Seokjin. “I can’t spread my legs if I do.” He whines, but he ends up pushing his seat forward.

Jimin finally gets into the car and Luna, the girl he brought with him sits onto his legs. “We still have to pick up Taehyung and Hobi. They can cram in the rear seats too.” Jungkook starts a song.

“You wanna go to the rear seats?” Namjoon whispers and brushes your hair behind your ear, you realize you’re really close to him when you turn to look at him, your noses nudge against each other. “I wouldn’t mind.” You shrug, his hand slowly creeps onto your inner thigh, rubbing circles on your skin with his warm fingers, moving up underneath your dress. You giggle and nod. “I want the rear seats now.”

“We’ll take the rear seats.” Namjoon speaks clear enough for the rest to hear, his eyes staring into yours. “You’re going to have sex in the back seat aren’t you?” Jungkook turned to look at you, you look back at the youngest and spit back sarcastically. “How did you know? This is my car and—“

“We’re never taking your car again.” Yoongi snaps at you. “I bet you two already had sex here and we’re just sitting on dried cum aren’t we?”

“Yeah how’d you know.” You tease Yoongi. “Hey, stop the car we’re switching to the back seat.” You nudge Seokjin’s shoulder, he stops the car, you and Namjoon climb into the back seats, way more spacious and a little darker than the seats before since you have your windows tinted.

Seokjin finally steps on the gas pedal and drives to pick up the rest of the guys, music loud enough and everyone singing along, but the two of you in the rear seats are totally unaware of what’s going on around you.

You’re on his lap straddling him, his head in your hands and your lips are locked into each other, his tongue roaming inside your mouth and even humming into the kiss, nothing too harsh, just a soft make out session that even when your body is already heated up, his lips heat you up even more, his hands sit on your thighs and run up to your ass squeezing it subtly making you giggle and pull back. “Easy there big boy.”

His nose nudges yours as he laughs too. “I honestly wouldn’t mind giving them something to watch.” And you hit his chest lightly with a pout forming on your lips, his eyes quickly shifting there and he visibly clears his throat. “But I would, there are girls watching.”

“So?” He steals a quick kiss and pulls your hips closer to his, you feel every inch of his boner that’s covered in shorts. “They will wish it was them getting fucked.” You trace your finger on his bottom lip before you lick it once.

“Then you can show them how lucky you are.” He holds eye contact which makes you clench around nothing, your body instantly pumping blood to your cunt and your breath hitches. “Oh fuck you.” You grit on your teeth, shaking your head left and right, your eyes moving down to his lips before you grab his face into one hand and pull him in a kiss, grazing your tongue against his and sucking on it, your other hand moving down his arm, squeezing gently on the muscle.

The car stops which makes you pull back from the kiss, their voices are loud again when Taehyung argues that he gets car sick from the rear seats, but he ends up getting scolded by Yoongi and takes the rear seats right next to Namjoon, and Jade gets up onto his lap.

“How did you let them put you in the rear seat?” Taehyung asks Namjoon as he shakes hands with him. “You’re supposed to help them get to your beach house, don’t you have to be shot gun?”

And Namjoon laughs before shaking his head. “I really don’t mind the rear seats, plus, it’s Y/N’s car and they put her in the rear seats too, so I won’t mind.”

Your eyes don’t get off of Namjoon as he gets into the topic of how his parents bought the house for their anniversary with Taehyung. And your mind just drifts off.

This man would’ve never forced himself to handle your annoying friends if he didn’t feel anything for you, but at the same time, he handled his wife for three years and gave up so much for her even when he didn’t love her.

You adjust your seat on his legs and turn to give him your back, finally facing the road, you lean your chin on the seat in front of you and take a deep breath. “Are we going to get Hobi?”

“Yeah.” Jimin answers you, running his fingers through his hair and adjusting the air conditioning towards him. “Did he tell you he’s bringing a plus one with him?” And you gasp. “He never mentioned that.”

And again, you’re glad you asked Namjoon to join you, well practically he’s taking you and your friends to his parents house.

Hoseok finally joins and the car can no longer fit an extra person, the air conditioning is on the highest setting and it’s barely enough, Seokjin could barely drive the uphill when there’s too many people and luggage crammed in the car.

It’s less than an hour drive outside Seoul when you finally get there and finally unload the car.

And you’re in shock when you see this beach house that looks like it came out of a movie, surrounded by palm trees and bushes, a large court yard just for sports and even equipped with everything, footballs, basketballs, even volleyball rackets.

You walk further inside and open the door leading inside the actual house, marbled floor and a giant lounge with a karaoke machine and a large TV screen that’s settled in front of a set of recline couches, and when you take a few extra steps inside you see the giant kitchen island and the kitchen is also equipped with everything. And you secretly wonder on the inside, how rich are they?

Namjoon knew his parents would do all his when he asked them earlier that week if he can borrow the keys and invite his friends over to the beach house, and of course they didn’t mind, and they were more than glad that he’s at least enjoying his time with his friends even when he’s going through a divorce.

Of course he never mentioned you or anything, it’s just him and his friends.

And his parents of course didn’t disappoint, they had everything prepared for Namjoon and his ‘friends’, the fridge is refilled with everything they might need, drinks, food, and snacks. The pool had pool rings and floaties already inflated and ready to be used, with towels and extra slippers right next to it.

“Namjoon, this place is incredible!” Mia shouts from outside, you jump in your place when Namjoon yells. “I call the master bedroom.” And as if he was the missing piece to your group of friends, they all monotonously start the loud arguments and fights on who gets to choose their room and who doesn’t.

He must feel really comfortable around your friends to be able to do that, you laugh on the inside.

You’re rubbing sunscreen on Jungkook’s shoulders and back while singing to the loud summer playlist they had blasting in the background, everyone settled in, some are tanning and the others are grabbing drinks, Namjoon earns a few looks from Hoseok’s plus one Hana when he reaches for the back of his tank top to yank it off, his tanned sculpted body giving everyone a pleasant show.

“I would kill to workout with your boyfriend.” Jungkook whispers to you, but Namjoon actually hears him and laughs, you deliver a subtle smack to the younger’s back and curse at him under your breath. “Shut up Kook.”

“Can I have her now please?” Namjoon walks closer and stands behind you, his hands sit on your hips and he kisses your covered shoulder softly. You chose to wear a one piece white bathing suit that highlighted your waistline with a white see through cover up on top.

“You’re good to go.” You close the bottle of sunscreen and return it back to Jungkook before he dives into the pool.

“You look incredible.” Namjoon whispers before he turns you to face him, you scrunch your face and scratch the back of your head. “Please ignore what he just said.”

He shrugs and stifles a grin. “I heard nothing.” And you roll your eyes. “So I’m your boyfriend now?”

You whine and hit chest before you pull back and take off your cover up, “I’m getting into the water, are you joining?” He nods and takes off his sunglasses. “You can go inside, I’ll join you in a second.”

He expects you to get into the pool slowly, but he’s a little shocked when he sees you actually running towards the water and diving in a cannonball near Seokjin to splash him on purpose. You’ve always enjoyed swimming, it was your favorite activity during the summer, so of course you weren’t going to waste the chance and dive in ordinarily.

The water is warm since the sun is directly hitting it, just the perfect temperature for you and you feel your body instantly cooling down, you float back to the top and run your fingers through your hair, “The water is incredible.”

Hoseok and Seokjin ended up getting into the water too and joining you and Jungkook, you were having the time of your life teasing them and spraying them in water, hell you even climbed on Jungkook’s back and started attacking the others with your water gun, your stomach starting to hurt you from all the laughing.

You turn your head towards Namjoon and you’re about to ask him, but he seems to be occupied having a chat with Hana, he’s moving his hands while speaking and it looks like a catchy topic, she’s standing way too close to him and her eyes are piercing all over his exposed upper body. “Joon?” You swim towards the edge of the pool and lean your arms there. “Yeah?” He immediately answers and walks towards you with a towel in his hand for you in case you wanted to get out.

“Aren’t you joining us?” You ask, “Oh yeah, in a second.” He smiles before tugging your hair behind your ear. “I just need to put sun block on.”

You tried to stifle a smirk, but it ends up showing clearly on your face when you tease him. “You can go ask your girlfriend for help.” You cock an eyebrow at him.

His eyes widen a little before he looks back at Hana, her eyes never got off of him, he looks back at you and tilts his head. “Are you jealous?” He teases you back and you roll your eyes before scoffing. “I am not.”

Of course you’re not, you know the man has a wife, and of course if there was any reason for you to be jealous it would be her, even though you two aren’t exclusive.

“I might as well ask her for help.” He tilts his head, and you shrug and look him into the eyes, you wouldn’t like the idea to begin with, so you’re hoping he’s actually joking.

“Mia? Can you please help me with the sun block?” Namjoon turns his head towards Mia, who’s standing right behind Hana with a couple drinks in her hand, and you’re a little relieved.

Namjoon wouldn’t do anything to make you feel uncomfortable or upset, he could’ve teased you and actually called the girl for help just to make you jealous, but he’s smart and mature enough to not to.

“Y/n, your boyfriend is asking me to feel him up.” Mia shouts, because girl code comes first.

And of course your face flushes red, it’s the second time today that Namjoon gets called your boyfriend, he laughs and hands her the bottle of sunscreen. The poor woman has to step onto one of the chairs to actually reach for his shoulders, Namjoon notices when your eyes drift off to Hana when she still has her eyes on him, even he gets a little uncomfortable from her stares.

“Chief, what’s up?” Hoseok sprays you with water and swims towards you, his eyesight follows yours and he notices how Hana is staring. “Hana, could you get me a towel please?” He snaps her out of her thoughts before she nods and grabs a towel to hand over to Hoseok, he’s not that far from you so you hear him asking Hana. “Are you okay?”

And she answers immediately. “Yeah, I’m just enjoying my time.”

“Will you stop staring at the man?” He’s clearly judging her for her looks, she was being too obvious. “We were talking, that’s all.”

Seconds after, Namjoon dives in head first and joins you in, you spend the entire afternoon swimming and playing volleyball, while the others were in the kitchen occupied with preparing for the barbeque.

“I told you we’d win.” Jungkook rubs it in your face after his team won, you roll your eyes and swim towards the corner of the pool a little tired after the game, Namjoon swims towards you and presses his body against yours under the water, lifting up your legs to wrap them around his waist. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You nod and wrap your arms around his shoulder pulling him in for a kiss on the cheek. “You?”

“Yeah, do you wanna go upstairs?” One of his hands hold onto yours and guides it towards his covered boner. “I kinda need help.”

You giggle and squeeze on his length subtly making him flinch, his other hand under your thighs hold tighter to your bare skin. “Fuck, Y/N, you’re not making any better.” He presses his mouth against your ear, his breath quickening. “I can’t walk out of the pool looking like this.”

You look around to spot your towels, before you get out of the pool and wrap a towel around your body, before giving Namjoon his and covering his lower part when he gets out too.

“Where to? We’re about to play another round.” Seokjin asks right you two turn your heads and about to get inside the house. “I need to shower, maybe we’ll take another dip after dinner.” Namjoon answers him and the older just nods, you two get to your room and once the door is locked, he takes off his towel and pins your arms above your head and pushes you against the door, every single part of his body in contact with yours, and his swimming shorts still wet and sticking to his throbbing erection.

He pulls you in for a kiss, his tongue roams inside your mouth as his hips grind against yours, one of your hands manages to slip out of his and move down to palm his cock through the damp shorts, and this time you squeeze a little harder than before.

He pulls back from the kiss and collects your hair into his hand, he presses his forehead against yours with his jaw down. “Y/N..”

You got down on your knees and wrap your fingers around the elastic band of his swimming shorts before pulling them down to his ankles and he kicks it off, his angry cock craving for attention as it slaps against his lower stomach.

Not hesitating for a second as you grab it into your hand and stroking the head to smear his pre cum, then finally wrap your lips the head, his entire body relaxes and his eyes roll to the back of his head, every time is like the first time for him when it’s with you. You bob your head back and forth while still maintaining eye contact with him, he gasps and tugs onto your hair, bucking his hips towards your mouth while throwing his head back. “Fuck, just like that baby, just like—Ah… shit.” Your eyes collect tears as his cock hits the back of your throat, a loud audible gag escaping your mouth, sloppy sinful sounds from your throat echo through the walls of the entire bedroom, he’s so close but he cannot cum now.

You cough with his cock still in your mouth and you pull back, your saliva mixed with pre cum leaking on your face messily, you stroke his cock and look up into his eyes. “You wanna cum down my throat?”

His grip tightens around your hair and he pulls you up, stealing a quick kiss from your lips before leaning his forehead against yours. “Not before you let me stretch that beautiful little cunt of yours.”

Your stomach dropping at the pure excitement mixes with the knot that can snap in any second if he touches you, it’s been so long that you two had proper sex and you got really impatient.

Namjoon pushes you down on the bed and helps you kick off your bathing suit, you struggle a little because it’s still damp and a little tight on your body, but you two manage. He sits down on the floor near the edge of the bed before wrapping his arms around your thighs and pulling you closer to him. “Would you look at that.” He smirks, blowing a little air on your throbbing bean, then using his index and middle finger to spread open your pussy.

And he prints the softest kiss onto your clit, his eyes locked with yours, before he whispers. “Just tell me what you want baby and I’ll do it.” You use your elbows for support before run your fingers through his hair and pull him closer to your already wet and numb pussy, his hungry mouth devours your cunt, licking your entrance up to your clit, before sucking on it for his dear life and moving his head to add friction.

Your back arches and your hands tug onto your own hair, every single cell in your body is drugged with pleasure and ecstasy, your stomach tightens and your eyelids feel heavy. “Fuck.” You manage to let out breathlessly.

He slowly inserts two fingers, barely moving inside you as your walls hug onto his fingers repeatedly, your jaw drops and your breath hitches, as hard as you tried to keep your legs open, you end up closing your thighs around his head and pulling him even closer against your bare sex. “Namjoon, please, please..”

He grabs onto your thighs and turns you so you’re sitting on his face, and the angle change is a whole new different experience, your eyes finally shut close and your chest heaves up and down dramatically, “Please don’t stop.” You look him in the eye lazily, your hand holding his hair tightly before you grind your hips on his face while he’s still moving his fingers inside your clenching pussy.

“I’m gonna cum.”

You didn’t mean for it to come out this loud, your free hand moves to your mouth to cover it, and that’s his cue to curl his fingers against your spot and slide in another finger, your cumming is finally undone and you resist the urge to scream his name off of the top of your lungs, and he still doesn’t stop.

Still moving his fingers inside you and sucking onto your clit while you’re creaming onto his face. “Holy shit.” You drop on the bed face down and bury your head in the sheets, you feel lightheaded and you realize that you’ve been holding your breath the entire time.

Namjoon is seconds away from busting a nut, his face is glistening with your cum and he wipes it with the back of his hand before smearing it onto the bed sheets, he kisses your inner thighs softly, moving up to the curve of your ass, kissing and grazing there with his teeth lightly, before hovering on top of you and kissing your back. “Are you okay?”

You nod, a lazy smile curves your lips slowly, before you reach your arm behind you and scratch the back of his head with your nails. “Yeah, just give me a minute.”

He kisses your bare shoulder once, twice, thrice, before you turn to face him, you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him on the lips softly, “Do you have a condom?”

“No, you?” He pulls back, you blink twice before tilting your head. “Why would I carry a condom?”

“I don’t know, you had condoms in your place.” He shrugs. “Should we ask one of the guys for a condom?”

“Of course not.” You exclaim, “Look, I’ll just suck you off or something, but we’re not asking no one for a condom.”

“We can go without one.”

You had multiple sexual experiences throughout your life and you were safe with all of them, even when they wore condoms you were still on birth control, and even when you hooked up with Namjoon, you never skipped a pill. Better safe than sorry, kids are not an option for now.

“I don’t know, should we?” You ask unsurely, biting your nails anxiously, he grins and grabs your hand away from your mouth to deliver another soft kiss to your lips. “I think we should.”

You already feel his card cock pressed against your thigh when you kiss him back, your finger nails run through his back before he pulls away from the kiss. “What do you say?”

It takes you a second to think one last time before you answer him. “Alright I guess.”

He moves down your naked tits and licks your nipple once before wrapping his lips around it and sucking it. Your bottom lip sits between your teeth as you’re pushing his dark hair out of his face, his teeth biting softly on your nipple before he moves to your other breast, printing a dark purple mark right near your nipple, and you can feel your lower body heat up when he breathes against your erect nipple. “Mmm.”

He lifts himself up before grabbing the back of your thighs to push them up towards your torso, pressing soft kisses on the back of your thighs and your calves, moving up to the back of your foot slowly, his eyes piercing through yours, filled with fire and lust.

His bare cock is pressed against your bare cunt as he grinds slowly against your folds, your slickness making him glide against your clit with minimum effort, before he positions the head to your entrance and spitting directly onto it before pushing it in slowly.

And holy shit, you hold your breath at the extreme stretch, every single curve of his cock is felt inside you with no barrier and it feels fucking insane, you’re clenching repeatedly against him which makes him struggle to push further inside, he grits on his own teeth and throws his head back. “Fuck baby, you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that.” He even pulls out and you breathe again. “Relax for me baby.”

He leans forward to brush his nose against yours and kiss you on the lips softly, and you kiss back while cupping his cheeks, your arms moving to his shoulder and scratching him softly with your nails. “Should I try again?” He whispers against your lips and you nod, he’s already pressing the head against your entrance, this time using his thumb to rub your clit, trying to make you relax while he’s slowly pushing inside you. Pleasure is too overwhelming and you feel yourself seconds away from cumming.

He’s finally balls deep inside you, he leans his palms on the bed behind you and bends in to kiss you again, his tongue roaming inside your mouth and his teeth biting onto your bottom lip, tugging it back gently before moving down to your ear, licking the outside of it before pressing a kiss behind it.

You’ve grown to love the way he pays attention to your ears and neck, he knows you like it when you’re clenching around him with every kiss he prints onto your skin which makes his lips curve into a satisfied smirk.

He pulls out from you slowly, the head still inside your throbbing cunt before he thrusts back inside you, the tightness around his cock makes him lose his mind, he’s less than inch away to pound you senseless but he can’t.

You gasp when you feel the head digging deep inside you, your eyes drift down to your own stomach and you’re sure if you squint your eyes a little you may see it bulging. He pulls back again and slams a little faster than before, to which you press your hand on his lower stomach, you throw your head back and breathe fast. “Namjoon.” He holds onto your legs to prop himself up, pulling out and pushing back inside you.

You look down to see his cock disappearing slowly back into you and you look him up in the eyes, your jaw falling down slowly when he picks up his speed, fucking your brain and breath out of you, your head falls back and your own hands pull onto your own hair. Your body tenses and your toes curl, your entire spine heats up and you feel yourself about to cum.

“I know baby, I know.” He presses your thighs further into your torso and pulls his angry cock out of you before going down to lick your entrance once and kiss your clit, you hold onto the sheets behind you and remember to breathe again, he doesn’t give you much time to catch enough oxygen as he props himself back up and re enters you with full force, finally pounding into your pussy senseless, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you breathe out. “I’m cumming.”

He doesn’t stop, drops of sweat mixed with water fall onto his face and body that were already glistening with sweat, his upper body is tensed as he’s gripping onto your legs, his fingers digging into your skin, and his stomach tightened ready to relax any second when he shoots out his load. He starts doubting himself if he can pull out at the right time or not.

As for you, your knuckles turned white long time ago, your body finally snaps and you finally cum all over his cock, clenching repeatedly around his cock making it hard to fuck you through your orgasm as he pulls back fast, his angry cock shooting his load on your clit and lower body as he throws his head back. “Mmm.. Fuck-“ You two pant for a breath, your eyes close and your grip around the sheets finally loosening as you feel your ears buzzing, you feel yourself split seconds away from going unconscious.

He falls on top of you, his lips near your ear but you can’t hear anything as the buzzing doesn’t stop, he caresses your cheeks and kisses it softly. “Y/N?”

You barely get to open your eyes and look at him, letting out a forced lazy laugh, he brushes your hair off of your face and whispers. “Did I hurt you?”

You shake your head and slur when speak trying to form a sentence. “I’m a little sore that’s all.”

A little? You were a mess, your cunt is swollen and red, your thighs have his finger prints all over it, your breasts had several purple spots on them and even his teeth marked onto your own neck.

He gets up onto his feet to grab a few paper towels. “Let me clean you up.” He cleans his own cum off of your body ever so gently, not forgetting to press a bunch of soft kisses onto your stomach and hips.

Finally it was time for dinner, Taehyung and Jimin finally set up the table and the food is looking good and ready to be devoured, you haven’t eaten anything the entire day and you’re starting to get grumpy when your stomach growls continuously.

Everyone is seated around the table in the back yard, the sound of the beach waves is like the perfect music to accommodate your dinner, the weather was fantastic, the slightly warm summer breeze blows through your hair ( and thankfully through your dress, you were overheated the entire day.). And since the house is a little far from the city and there are barely any city lights to be seen, you can see the stars in the sky quite clearly.

Namjoon was seated next to Jungkook and you were seated on the end of the table next to Hoseok. “So how’s it going so far?” He leans his back on his chair and whispers, everyone around the table too occupied eating and chatting. You swallow your bite and answer unsurely. “I guess we’re really good friends, that’s all.”

Of course you can’t address him as more than a friend for now.

“What do you mean?” Hoseok’s eyes widen as he swallows, leaning a little closer to whisper again. “Did he friend zone you?” And of course you roll your eyes. “No, and neither did I, but I just feel like something is holding me back you know?”

“You do know he’s getting a divorce right?” He hesitates a little. “I was handed over his case.”

“Yeah, I know, why didn’t you tell me?” You weren’t going to ask, but you just feel the need to know why he hid it in the first place.

“I thought you would feel guilty or something, or maybe you’d think you’re the reason he got the divorce. I just held back to see how you were doing with him. I also didn’t want to tell you this but uhm.. I overheard Jungkook earlier today speaking with him, and to be real chief, I think he actually has something for you. I’m hoping you do not reciprocate anything until he gets his divorce, because things will get too complicated for you two, so please slow down.”

You take a sip of your wine and let his words sink in for a second. “Don’t worry Hobi, as I said, for now we’re just friends hooking up and getting to know each other well. I will take my time to think, and maybe by then he would’ve probably be done with his divorce.”

He nods before taking a sip from his beer, you could feel his eyes back on you as he asks softly. “Are you happy?”

You know you can be totally honest with Hoseok, talking to him is like talking to your own reflection in the mirror, you know he can never make you feel bad about yourself.

So you finally blurt out the thought that you never even discussed to your own self. “Nothing feels different until now, but sometimes I miss the fact that I was alone alone, you know?”

“Do you not enjoy his company?”

You immediately shake your head. “No, it’s the exact opposite actually, I do, really. He’s sweet and caring, and he’s emotionally mature if that makes sense.”

And Hoseok nods. “It does.”

“Not to be mean or selfish, but I think his marriage experience befits me somehow, don’t you think?” You seek for his opinion and he shrugs. “You know what you want better than I do, and it’s not selfish at all, after all this experience made him what he is now, and he’s a good man I have to say.”

You agree. “He is, really. He’s really smart and fun to be around. Wanting to be alone is a me problem I guess.”

Hoseok’s arm wraps around your shoulder to pull you closer and kiss you on the cheek. “You know I always got you, and if he ever does you wrong, trust me, I will fuck up this man’s life and you have my word.”

You hit his chest and smile. “I know, you don’t have to remind me.”

“Can we set the bonfire near the beach after dinner?” Jimin asks Namjoon and the man nods. “Absolutely, you guys do everything you want.” Before he gets back to his interesting topic with Jungkook and Seokjin.

“He’s doing great isn’t he?” You whisper to Hoseok and he nods before laughing. “Comparing to your past partners, yeah, he’s doing good.”

You roll your eyes and look at him. “You can never compare those to him.”

“Jungkook, you’re cheating.” Of course it’s you bickering with him, you were drawing something on a paper and they had to guess it, Jungkook even when he’s on your team, he was giving away the answer to the other team.

You hate to say you’re very competitive but you truly are, and you easily got mad at him even when it’s just a game.

“They would’ve never guessed.” He exclaims while laughing, thinking that this is some type of a joke, but you were dead serious. “That’s the point of the game you idiot.”

“Y/n, calm down, he tried to give away the answer but I couldn’t understand.” Seokjin whines. “Jungkook shut up will you?”

“Yeah Jungkook, shut up will you?” You cross your arms, he walks towards you and wraps his arms around your body to carry you up and walks towards the pool, threatening to throw you in. “Yah, I think you forgot who’s the older one here.”

“Jungkook put me down.” You finally crack and laugh when your toes touch the water, holding onto Jungkook tightly so that if he pushed you in, he’d go down with you.

Of course Namjoon is watching carefully, deep inside a little worried over you even when you and your friend are just messing around, he gets up to grab himself a bottle of water before whining. “Jungkook put her down.”

“Beg.” Jungkook looks at you in the eyes and you laugh. “Fuck you, I’m not begging.”

And he without any hesitation throws you into the water, Namjoon who’s standing near Jungkook pushes him into the water while laughing, and everyone laughs at Namjoon’s genuine reaction and they make fun of Jungkook.

You two swim to the surface and you brush your hair off of your face, totally unaware that Jungkook was pushed by Namjoon, you swim towards Jungkook and climb on his back, jokingly drowning his head into the water and fighting him.

It was a very warm night, everyone enjoyed their time, no exceptions.

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CHAPTER V - paraprosexia

LACRIMOSA | MYG MAFIA YANDERE AU

pairings: mafia leader!yoongi x f!reader genre: mafia!au, yandere au, historical au

summary: Their interlocking gaze served as a butterfly effect on his heart, stirring it to the core. She, in turn, only dreams to find a way to escape. But perchance, over time she might forcefully learn to love the man who has taken so much from her.

Thus unfolds a twisted tale of love and loss, of hope and despair, of life and death. The music reverberated through the dimly-lit streets. Tears of sorrow, weeping symphony - reflects the hurt, the scars that linger deep within and the wounds that never healed. Lacrimosa.

chapter warnings: minors dni 18+ | mafia au, dark!yoongi, mafia!yoongi, yandere, , manipulation, possessive/obsessive behaviour, angst, mentions of God, mentions of feminism, spanking, kidnapping, drug use, alcohol, manhandling, mentions of murder, mentions of abuse, abduction

beta read by @chaoticpuff17

word count: 7K

disclaimer: this story is purely fictional, it does not depict real-life events or involve any actual members of BTS. This story will contain depictions of violence, blood shed, death, mentions of abuse, smoking, alcohol drinking, illegal activities, old social norms and traditions, which we do not condone.

m.list CHAPTER I CHAPTER II CHAPTER III GAME OF GO CHAPTER IV CHAPTER VI

paraprosexia (n.) constant distraction

The rhythmic hum of the Cadillac’s engine created a soothing backdrop as the vehicle glided along the quiet road. The silence between them was thick, pregnant with unspoken words and emotions. Yoongi has decided that he isn't done peeling away the layers shrouding his fiancée’s thoughts, and for the last time, before they become each other’s for this lifetime and many others, he wishes to have a peek into her soul.

“We never concluded our earlier conversation,” his voice laced with a gentle yet probing tone. He wished to hear the truth before he could tell her his own. Yoongi was trying to stay focused on the road, as he decided to drive them himself, selfishly wanting another private moment with her before they part to get ready for the wedding and see each other at the temple’s altar.

She took a deep breath, her voice soft yet resolute. “What do you want to hear?” She asked him the same question she did to Namjoon, but she knew he would pry even more than his younger brother.

“What haunts you, my dear?” Y/N’s eyes met his for a brief moment, a mix of vulnerability and determination shining within them. He thought that perhaps if he could get her to confide in him, he would solve whatever obstacle is keeping her from trying to take him inside her heart.

Y/N looked down at her fingers “Namjoon asked me the same question, you know.” He hummed in agreement encouraging her to continue. If she hadn’t confessed to Namjoon, she might have to him. “I wanted my life to take a different route.” She did not lie, this was very truthful, but not the whole truth.

“A rather enigmatic statement, my dear” Y/N knew that, and she wished it could stay vague. “You were born with the knowledge that one day you’ll become someone’s wife and I find it hard to believe that you would be able to live a life out of the syndicate—”

She didn’t shy away, fully realising his words were truthful to some degree. Her gaze directed down at her intertwined fingers. “You presume right,” she admitted.

“—It’s maybe where your dreams take you, but I promise that even if you would be able to run away from all this, you would not survive.” The dim lighting inside the car played upon the contours of his face, highlighting the sharp angles and furrowed brows that spoke of the weight he carried upon his shoulders.

“Why would you think so?” She asked, curious what he has to say.

“Everyone knows who you are. You wouldn’t even blink and I would know exactly where you are—” he begun “—in the best scenario, of course, the worst would be the Yakuza clan, or any other syndicate got to you first—”

“You mean all your enemies?” she stumbled out of her.

“Yes?” He questioned.

“Is this what you’re scared of? My enemies?” He didn’t hesitate to ask. She kept her silence for a moment. “You’re safer with me than alone, at least remember that.”

“—it’s not. If you would want me on the brink of death I would be already there.” Y/N cut him off. Part of her is relieved that she did not end up being married off to the Yakuza that is well known for their strict and beastly behaviour against women. The other part of her is in constant fear.

“What is it then?” He asked softly. Yoongi wanted her to know that she could talk to him freely, without judgment. He longs to be one with her, body, and soul, desperately trying to make her confined in him as his lover.

“It’s—” It was hard for Y/N to open up to him, she feels vulnerable, “—the uncertainty, the feeling that I’m being swept away by a current I have no control over.” Y/N’s gaze wandered outside the window, the passing scenery a blur of shadows and fleeting glimpses of moonlit snow-covered fields. Looking at him at this second would be too much to bear for her.

“During college, I just got used to being autonomous,” she continued. Yoongi carefully listened to her confession while he was gripping the wheel and focusing on the road.

“But you knew that you were still bound by duty and loyalty.” Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. She knew very well what awaited her after her studies, yet still hoped that it would turn out differently.

“I did, but I didn’t want to lose that kind of life either,” she said softly. Autonomy has a huge role in one’s life. Y/N got a taste of what it is to live a normal life, away from bloodshed, clan wars, torture and the endless screams that echoed through the mansions; negotiations and forced marriages. All that she wished to not associate with.

As the car continued to roll through the night their conversation was not near its end. “I’m just not ready to be someone’s wife nor mother, and not on the head council of the clan,” she exclaimed. Yoongi sighed, pulling to stop at the side of the road, letting the engine still roar. He wanted to look into her beautiful eyes.

The scarred leader turned to her petite form sitting in the passenger seat. “You won’t believe me now, but I do understand where this comes from—” he reached out, his hand gently touching hers, providing a comforting reassurance “—you’re young, and this feeling will pass away, all the doubts too, just let me show you what a good life I can give you,” their eyes locked.

“The path we are destined to tread can lead to unexpected joys and fulfilment. I promise you’ll be alright. We’ll be alright.” He stressed out.

“It’s all so easy for you to say, you lived, and I had three years. I wanted to see more of what life could be. I wanted to see the world—”

“I can give you the world, princess,” he said.

“As long as I stay,” she said, her voice shaking. Yoongi slowly nodded in agreement, caressing her cheek. “Let me love you Y/N—”

“Everything alright, Kkangpae?” Said a subdued voice outside the vehicle. Yoongi opened the door slightly, replying with a simple ‘We needed a moment’. And with that, he gets back on the road, getting closer and closer to her biggest fear.

The clock’s hands had long passed the threshold of midnight when they arrived in front of the imposing hotel. Accepting his hand as she stepped out of the car, her gaze swept over the swarm of men and women moving feverishly around the temple’s grounds, getting everything ready for the grand wedding.

“By morning, everything will be in place, Kkangpae,” a voice broke through the haze of her thoughts. She turned her attention to her cousin, Kai, whom she hadn’t seen for some time, giving Y/N a light smile before continuing talking to Yoongi.

Walking by Yoongi’s side with a demeanour as composed as a statue, Y/N seemed to be a mere spectator in the bustling landscape of preparations. She could feel his burning touch on the small of her back.

“Unnie!!” She recognised the voice like it was yesterday she heard it. She opened her arms, a welcoming embrace for the younger sister she hadn’t seen in too long. Their bond was immediate, and Y/N clung to Xiaoli, a mix of protectiveness and adoration welling within her, caressing her hair, smiling while doing so. She missed her little sister dearly. It was just a few months, and Y/N could already sense how much she changed. Wang Xiaoli was the most beautiful girl Y/N had ever seen in her life. Freshly turning eighteen, she could see the newfound aura of femininity.

“Why are you still awake, pumpkin?” Y/N’s voice was infused with a comforting warmth. The endearment was as familiar to them as the air they breathed. Y/N could not help but always baby her little sister whenever she had the chance.

“I was having a conversation with Taehyung-oppa.” She smiled at her sweetly. Xiaoli’s response was tinged with a hint of excitement, a radiance in her eyes that had been absent before. Breaking into Korean instead of their native Chinese. Y/N’s own transition to speaking in Korean had been a necessary evolution, therefore Y/N did not realise that her sister is not speaking their native tongue right away. She did not expect Xiaoli to be comfortable conversing in Korean, not speaking of the hanbok that was hiding her figure. But with the name of one of the seven, she understood why her sister voluntarily spoke to her in the tongue of her captor.

“Did you?” She glanced at Yoongi who still stood next to her, talking to Kai.

“Oh my God, I apologise!” Xiaoli’s exclamation sliced through the air, her sudden realization causing her to pivot toward Yoongi.

“Good late night, Kkangpae Min,” the words flowed from her sister’s lips, accompanied by a respectful bow. Y/N’s attention remained on the scene unfolding before her. Watching Yoongi extend his hand, which she took into her small ones, bowing her head once more. Yoongi enjoyed being at the top of the world. And he knew he would go even higher tomorrow night.

“Miss Wang, how are you this late evening?” he asked politely.

“Very well, Kkangpae Min. I can be with my sister again. I’m very happy.” Xiaoli couldn’t stop smiling. There was a big difference between Xiaoli and Y/N — Xiaoli’s acceptance and Y/N’s defiance. Xiaoli never dreamt of leaving the syndicate. She was very eager to get married, have kids, and be a wife.

Y/N wanted to marry one day. But she longed to have the freedom to decide when, where and whom she would marry. And apart from Y/N, Xiaoli forgave more easily than Y/N. It was in her nature that Y/N wanted to protect.

She wanted her sister to be happy with whatever life she chose to live. If she wanted a life like her, she would do anything to help her do so. But Xiaoli never understood Y/N’s desire for freedom. Y/N understood that Xiaoli never got the taste of it in the first place. Her sister graciously accepted her faith as a mafia wife while Y/N felt oppressed to do so.

However, there was something off about her. Y/N had a third sense that something isn’t as it should be.

“Do you think I could speak to my sister privately, Kkangpae Min?” Xiaoli asked suddenly.

“Don’t be long. Y/N needs to sleep well tonight.” As if she would be able to fall asleep altogether.

“Thank you, Kkangpae Min.” She bowed down again, Xiaoli’s grasp on her hand was firm, tugging her toward the sunroom where memories lingered.

“Y/N?” They stopped for a moment, hearing Yoongi’s voice. She reluctantly turned herself back to him, awaiting his next words.

“Yes?” She said softly, scared that he would change his mind and wouldn’t let them have a sisterly talk after so long.

“Come to my office before you go to sleep, baby.” He replied with a low tone. It seemed to her that he still wanted to talk to her about something. Y/N nodded before her sister continued walking away.

“Yamamoto’s are apparently still furious,” her sister’s words hung in the air like a chilling wind, carrying with them a sense of impending doom. After the door to the sunroom that was now illuminated by moonlight instead, closed, Xiaoli spoke freely. Y/N had expected nothing less from the Yamamoto clan; Yoongi’s bold move had stirred a hornet’s nest, and he showed no remorse for his actions.

“Furious enough to ask for compensation.” Xiaoli continued. Y/N’s eyes widened, dread seeping into her veins like a slow poison.

“Compensation?” Her voice was a mere whisper.

“I believe you understand exactly what I mean,” Xiaoli’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. Being married off to a Yakuza is worse than death for women in this world. Out of all scenarios that ran through Y/N’s mind when she was deciding whether to run or not, she indeed did not foresee this one.

“I won’t let Father do that to you, Xiaoli.” Y/N could feel the anger bubbling in her. Y/N’s heart burned with anger and guilt; her rebellion against the clan’s traditions had not only endangered her own fate but cast a shadow over her sister’s future. They are desperately trying to plot their victory which became obscure after she got engaged to the Min clan’s leader. She had been defiant for her own sake, for her freedom, and in doing so, she had unwittingly put her sister’s happiness on the line.

Tears shimmered in Xiaoli’s eyes as she clung to her sister, seeking solace in her embrace. “I love him Y/N.”

She was clutching her older sister’s dress tightly. Y/N needed to think, she needed to find a solution. Little did she know, her sister knew very well how to back out of this ordeal, and she was ready to do it willingly.

“Love who, honey?” Y/N’s voice caught in her throat, her heart a mix of fear and understanding. She knew the path that her sister was treading, the dangerous game she was playing.

“Taehyung-oppa.” Y/N was afraid of that. She did not know Kim Taehyung that well, only from Yoongi’s talking about this very important man.

“Does he intend to marry you?” The words were heavy with implication. A timid nod was Xiaoli’s response, her eyes fixed on Y/N’s face, as if seeking approval or absolution.

“He plans to. But we need Father’s and Kkangpae Min’s blessing,” Xiaoli’s words were a tremulous confession, a secret laid bare in the moonlit room. ‘Make it happen’. Y/N kept her thoughts mingled in her head for some quiet moments.

“Sister, please,” Xiaoli begged Y/N. Xiaoli was head over heels for the older male. Taehyung was so charming, and she was too young to understand why he took interest in her in the first place.

“Kkangpae Min is in love with you.” Xiaoli’s words struck Y/N with an intensity that left her breathless “He won’t deny you.” Xiaoli’s voice held a conviction that sent shivers down Y/N’s spine. She doesn’t know. She doesn’t realise the true nature of his affection.

She understands why she’s reaching to her before she would to her father, mother or Yoongi himself. Once she would be rejected there would be no making it better. There are no second negotiations in criminal syndicates. Her sister knew the intricate dynamics of the Min clan, and understood the power that Y/N held over their leader.

A maelstrom of emotions churned within Y/N – anger, longing, defiance, and a twinge of something else, something she dared not name.

“He was very angry with me only recently Xiaoli.” Y/N decided not to hurt her sister’s feelings by revealing that their love is probably only a little dot in a bigger scheme. Xiaoli furrowed her brows suddenly.

“Are you still going by your stubborn feminist ideals, Y/N?” She raised her voice, surprising her older sister as she needed to take a step back.

“Xiaoli.” Y/N warned her, trying to keep calm.

“No Y/N! You’re being reckless, and I even have to say that.” Y/N could not believe her words.

“Is this your opinion or Taehyung-oppa’s, hm?” She crossed her arms awaiting the younger female’s answer.

“Everyone’s Y/N. You don’t even realise how lucky you got when leader Min took you in—”

“Took me in?! He let Chan-yeol drug me and betray me to get his way.”

“Least you ain’t marrying that murderer anymore.” That argument was ultimate for Y/N. She could not disagree with that. One girl already died under his hands, and Y/N was almost second in a row if she would marry him.

“See? You cannot deny that. He saved you from him. You’re free, because of leader Min. The least you can do is to be a little grateful.” Her sister spat out.

“That man brainwashed you; this isn’t you.” Said Y/N.

“No Y/N. I just accepted his love and reciprocated it. You should finally receive what God has given to you before someone will die.”

“No one will die, Xiaoli.” Y/N’s voice was full of vulnerability.

“I love you, sister. I do. I just wish you would see this as a blessing. You’re marrying someone who loves you.” There was not a night Y/N would not think of this possibility. She could not decide whether this was a blessing or her worst nightmare. But it still pinched her heart that even her sister didn’t see why she kept trying to find her way out.

“But as I know you. Someone will have to die for you to know your place.” The contrast of her sister’s demeanour now and a minute ago was setting Y/N off.

And this was Y/N’s biggest fear. Her mind was a battleground of conflicting thoughts, torn between loyalty to protect those who could not protect themselves and the desire to be free from the chains of forced marriage.

Xiaoli’s plea to consider the proposal from Kim Taehyung, someone who supposedly loved her younger sister, left Y/N feeling both grateful and resentful. From one perspective her sister would live hopefully happily, safely and near Y/N. They would not have to part their ways yet again.

From the other perspective, Y/N would possibly give in to Yoongi’s manipulative tactics as she refused to believe he didn’t possess a piece of knowledge about this. Deliberately not telling her. Y/N paced back and forth, her heart pounding loudly in her chest.

“Y/N…I apologise, I—” Xiaoli spoke after she sensed her sister was in distress.

“I want to make decisions myself, Xiaoli,” Y/N’s admission was a whisper, a confession that she had shared with no one else “—I want to have a say in how my life will turn out—” Something she was afraid to tell Yoongi or Namjoon.

“I wanted to have a choice.” She cried out. Xiaoli slowly approached her again.

“All you have to do is give in Y/N. Everything will be fine,” she cooed at Y/N.

“Why didn’t you write to me Xiaoli,” a sudden thought came to Y/N’s mind.

“Taehyung-oppa and leader Min thought it would be better as you needed to adjust.” Y/N could not help but desperately laugh at her words.

“You adjusted rather quickly.” Y/N scoffed, eyeing her physique clothed in pink flowery hanbok.

“Because I knew that this way, I could stay near you.” Y/N breathed in and out, trying to think clearly.

A sigh escaped her lips, a heavy exhale “If your love is genuine, if this is truly what you desire,” her voice wavered, uncertainty lacing her words, “then I’ll do everything in my power to make it happen.” Y/N was willing to push her desires and longing for freedom if it meant that her sister would be happy and safe. However, Y/N knows she won’t have to persuade Yoongi. It’s her father’s approval that will be hard to obtain.

Her sister’s embrace tightened, a silent gratitude passing between them as tears mingled in the moonlit room. “But I want to know everything I missed, pumpkin.”

The two sisters spent the next hour catching up on all the moments they had missed in each other’s lives until it was time to say good night.

Y/N’s heart was heavy with emotions as she replayed the conversations she had with Xiaoli in her mind. She also recalled her deal with Namjoon back in the sanctuary. She had only recently bid her sister goodnight, yet the prospect of facing the scarred leader again loomed before her like an impending storm. The older sister longed to collect her thoughts a bit more before she had to face him again. For the last time before Y/N will become his wife, in the name of God.

Y/N made her way through the dimly lit halls of the luxurious railway hotel, straight back to him. Her steps were measured, each footfall echoing in the hushed ambiance of the hallways. She could hear soft notes of a classical composition she for sure heard before but couldn’t name. The calming cracking of the wood in the fireplace got louder and louder while she was quietly approaching the man sitting with his glass of hard liquor in a low armchair, manspreading — some parts of his three-piece suit scattered on his desk chair. His gaze remained fixed upon the fire’s dance, the play of shadows flickering across his face.

She could see his exhaustion, yet he was waiting alongside another glass of liquor that was placed on top of the fireplace, where he left it for her. Her approach did not go unnoticed. His gaze, deep and intense, met hers as she drew closer. Y/N couldn’t help but feel a rush of emotions as she saw the tenderness in his gaze. There was a softness to his features, a vulnerability that he rarely showed to others.

As she accepted the glass of liquor he had prepared, Y/N lowered herself into a chair opposite him. The air between them seemed charged with unspoken emotions, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.

“You knew?” She asked finally, tears welling up in her eyes yet again. His presence only made her feel everything at once. His calm demeanour contrasted starkly with the tempest that brewed within her.

“I did,” his expression was calm and attentive.

“Why keep it a secret?” She said more as a statement than a question.

His gaze did not waver, his response forthcoming. “I wanted you to focus on us, sweetling,” his voice was both tender and unapologetic. Y/N’s lips parted, the words of reproach she had prepared faltering on her tongue.

“You want me to be a Buin, yet you won’t even ask for my blessing. It’s my little sister Yoongi.”

“And that my love, is why I’m letting you decide this. Will that union be beneficial to us, Buin?”

“I’m too biased to think of your clan matters, Kkangpae.” She clapped back at him, speaking honestly.

“And by only looking at you, it was decided way before I got to know.”

The young man was looking at his future spouse in amusement. “Actually, I planned to arrange a marriage between her and Namjoon, but Taehyung swept her away it seems.” Her eyes snapped back at him. The threat that her sister would be married off to Namjoon was loud and clear even before. Namjoon was a decent man for proposing a deal to her, but Y/N wouldn’t stop being careful around that man, nonetheless let Yoongi give him Xiaoli.

“Therefore, I think the cards tossed themselves without me touching them, but still, this will be your call.” Y/N was eyeing him with suspicion. He never put any deciding matter in her hands before, nor did he share that much from clan matters, even when he suggested she could be involved as much as she wished.

“I want your word that he is a good man.” She said finally. With her glass in hand, she sipped the fiery liquid, scrunching her face at the taste. “Promise me, Yoongi,” her voice trembled, the plea she had held within her finding its voice. “Promise me that he’s a good man, that she’ll be safe with him.”

“Of course, he is. She’ll be better off with him. I promise.” He answered. A softness lingered in his gaze, a tenderness that bore the weight of unspoken promises.

“Father will be pissed.” She said to him, expecting any reaction. Y/N’s grip on the glass tightened, the cold surface pressing into her palm.

A wry smile tugged at his lips, a fleeting acknowledgment of the complexities that had marred their familial relationships.

“We have weathered such storms before, my dear.”

“Something tells me, this isn’t why you wanted me to come.” Said she, with determination in her tone.

A sigh escaped him, the weight of his responsibilities etched into his features. His hands raked through his dark hair; a gesture borne of frustration. “Can’t I just simply long for spending time with you, my dear?” his voice is gentle and inviting.

“It’s more than that,” she pressed, a knowing glint in her eyes.

“You constantly keep disobeying me, love.” He said a bit more harshly than he wanted. Y/N frowned slightly. She knew he was right; she had been defying his orders and going against his wishes, seeking an escape route whenever she could.

“How did you manage to sway them all? My mother, my sister, even Kai.” She asked suddenly, her voice held a venomous edge. A chuckle escaped him, laden with both amusement and resignation. Frustration bubbled within her, an anger and sorrow that had remained carefully concealed.

“Maybe because they know this is God’s will, and it was meant to be.” He straightened himself in the chair, fighting his own fight with his frustrated mind. The young leader thanked and prayed to God every night for granting him her as a life companion. He, however, knew that she needed to be tamed.

Frustration bubbled within her, an anger and sorrow that had remained carefully concealed. The next words just happened to be forbidding the unforgivable.

“To hell with you and your God,” the words escaped her lips in a defiant hiss, a proclamation that cut through the air like a blade. And this was the last straw for Yoongi. The brave antique she illuminated just a second ago changed once she found herself being handled with a punishing grip on one of her arms. A swift, unrelenting grip it was. He seized her arm, his fingers biting into her flesh.

“Let me go!” She screamed and desperately tried to twirl out of his hold. Panic surged within her; her struggles met with a strength that left her powerless.

“Enough of this insolence,” he hissed, his grip unyielding. Y/N’s world tilted as he pressed her down upon his desk, her body held captive beneath the weight of his resolve.

“You want to be a brat? You want to disobey me and the lord? —” he said through gritted teeth. “I’ve indulged your defiance for far too long,” he muttered, his voice a mixture of anger and resignation. The room seemed to close in around her.

“I’m done with this behaviour, and you’re done too, my love.” He spat out right next to her ear. Only cries and whimpers come out of her. She was immobilized, her world reduced to the commanding force that held her captive. Y/N heard the rustle of his belt, and she awaited the worst. The air seemed to thicken with tension, each moment stretching into an eternity.

“Yoongi…please, I’ll be good. I’m sorry.” She pleaded, crying her heart out, her pleas an offering of surrender. The scarred leader tied her hands with the belt, and she felt a bit of relief he wouldn’t use the belt on her.

“You will learn your place, my love,” his words were a declaration, a promise that hung heavy in her soul.

“I was too good to you—” said he, caressing her delicate heart-shaped bottom.

“Let me hear some gratitude, darling, thank your Kkangpae for his hospitality.” Said he before he landed the first slap on her butt cheeks.

She was squirming on the wooden chair in the main dining hall, trying to find a more comfortable position to sit. A vain attempt to find solace for her aching body. The sting of Yoongi’s preaching present. Her once-delicate bottom now bore the imprint of his reprimand. Regret gnawed at her; a bitter pill she had been compelled to swallow. She was not sure what part of that sentence angered him more. That she cursed at him or his almighty. Perhaps, she mused, it was the amalgamation of both that had pushed him to the edge.

That won’t ease the pain she feels now. Thoughts circled her mind with Xiaoli and Taehyung’s chatter in the background. He joined her family at breakfast before she was to prepare for the afternoon ceremony.

There was an undeniable magnetism between Taehyung and her younger sister. Y/N spotted how soft and endearing Taehyung was with her sister and there was no doubt that he indeed took an interest in the younger female. It was their mother who looked more anxious now.

“Is everything fine, Ma?” Xiaoli asked, eating her soft-boiled egg that had been served just a minute ago. Very western. But nobody was surprised as this hotel attracted noble people from every corner of the world. The surroundings and necessities were adjusted to be more international.

“Oh yes my dear, I’m just worried your father will be in distress again.” The older female said, sipping on her tea instead of elaborating more. Y/N knew very well that by distress she meant anger. The Min clan was messing with all his plans and that made him a ticking bomb.

“And you Y/N?” Her sister turned his eyesight at her. Y/N offered a soft smile and a nod – a half-truth. She could not bring herself to tell her the truth when she knew her loyalty belonged more to her husband-to-be and not to her anymore.

“Did you sleep well, my child?” Her mother asked with a prying tone. It almost felt like she knew what happened.

“Like a baby.” Her response veiled in ironic sarcasm. Y/N slept, the few hours she was granted, most of the time on her belly. It was her last night sleeping alone as Yoongi graciously reminded her before he tucked her in the sheets, biding her sweet dreams before he finally left her.

She wondered whether he was in his office as she hadn’t seen him yet this morning. And she was grateful for that. She had yearned for more time – time to think, to grapple with the complexities of her new reality. But her desires were a luxury she could ill afford.

“Very well, ladies. I shall see you later today, I still have some work to do.” Taehyung announced, getting up from his chair. Y/N watched how her sister pouted that he had to leave and smiled once he kissed her forehead, giving her goodbye. A shadow of melancholy that crept into her heart.

She wished her life would turn out differently, somewhere overseas, with someone she would love dearly and the sight of her sister’s happiness, pinched a bit of sadness in her heart. Y/N was happy that her sister had the chance to fall in love and she still hoped that it was in the stars for her too.

“Everyone knows.” Said Xiaoli suddenly when Taehyung was too far away to hear. Xiaoli’s words bore a weight of knowledge, a revelation that pulled Y/N from her introspection.

“Know what?” Y/N’s query was tinged with confusion, her sister’s words veiled in mystery.

“Everyone knows that Kkangpae disciplined you last night.” Xiaoli’s revelation sliced through the air, a truth that echoed like a damning verdict, unwelcome yet acknowledged.

“What did you do, child?” said her mother, putting her cup down, expecting an answer.

“I cursed at him and God, Ma.” Y/N’s voice was hushed, almost sheepish in its admission. Rightfully, her mother gasped, placing her hands at her mouth, successfully attracting attention to their table.

“Did you at least apologise?” Xiaoli asked, not surprised why the leader decided to lecture her sister that way.

“I did.” Said Y/N a bit sturdier, gulping down the rest of her jasmine tea.

“You’re lucky,” Xiaoli’s voice was tinged with a mix of sympathy and pragmatism. “Taehyung-oppa said that Kkangpae Min doesn’t take kindly when someone challenges the divine.” Y/N stopped listening once she said ‘Kkangpae’. She wanted to forget about him, just for a single moment.

“Y/N—” her mother began, her voice a delicate entreaty “—I understand that this is hard to take in, but don’t disown your beliefs because you don’t agree with the lord’s plan for you. Accept it and move on.” She knew her mother meant well. After all, she wanted all her children to be happy. Y/N gazed over at yet again the silent little boy who was sitting next to her the whole time.

“I know, Ma.” She sighed. Y/N smiled softly at her younger brother who was playing with his breakfast. His small frame bore the mark of his premature birth. She remembers her mother’s cries that echoed in the house that night. Father was so happy to have a son to care about that the mother of all his children almost died.

Her thoughts meandered to the countless women she had seen succumb to childbirth; their lives stolen by the very act that should have brought forth life. Enough for her to push the ideology of having children unless she is completely ready. Therefore, she did not hesitate to supply her body with herbs that had contraceptive effects, nor she did not forget to mark down her ovulation every time after her monthly bleeding. Y/N knew very well that it wouldn’t fly with Yoongi if she managed to somehow use the diaphragm, nor she did not expect him to support the newfound usage of condoms.

Any contraceptive method was banned and taboo in every syndicate clan. Y/N knew she had to perform her duties as a leader’s wife, but if nature can help her to prevent certain aspects of their marriage, she will keep fighting this way.

She knew that her choices would not be met with approval, least of all by Yoongi. Y/N’s resolve to wield these methods was both an assertion of her agency and a form of silent rebellion.

The seconds refused to align with her favour. Seated before a vanity mirror, her porcelain features were delicately adorned with touches of makeup and her hair arranged with golden dragonfly pins with pearls hanging from them. Her mother’s careful hands combed through her hair just minutes ago, an act woven with generations of tradition.

“I think I need to breathe some air, ma.” Y/N’s voice was a soft exhale. The older woman paused in her actions, her reflection in the mirror meeting her daughter’s gaze. She saw the mixture of emotions in Y/N’s eyes, and her heart ached for the turmoil her child was going through. Wrapping her arms around Y/N, her mother embraced her, a comforting cocoon against the tempest outside. It wasn’t just a mother holding her daughter; it was a transfer of strength, a promise of unwavering support.

“You’re going to be alright, Y/N,” her mother’s whisper was a soothing lullaby to the young woman’s anxieties. “You’ll always pull through, no matter what.”

With her eyes closed, she leans into her mother’s embrace. The scent of her mother’s familiar perfume enveloped her, grounding her in the present while still connecting her to the past. She felt the love and understanding that flowed between them, the unspoken bond that only a mother and daughter could share.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N nodded. She turned and walked towards the door, sliding it open and walking down the corridor, aiming for the hotel’s backyard.

As the muffled sounds of the bustling wedding preparations reverberated around her, Y/N passed the office, an unspoken knowledge suggesting the presence of the mastermind behind the occasion – the man she was meant to stand beside. She couldn’t see him before the wedding ceremony, for which she was quite relieved. It gave her time to prepare herself to face him again.

The coat draped over her shoulders provided a semblance of warmth, though the chill in the air seemed to seep into her very bones.

“Y/N?” The voice was a jarring intrusion, a reminder of the entanglements she couldn’t escape.

“Kai?” Her response mirrored his tone, a mixture of guarded curiosity and exasperation.

“Where are you going?” His question hung in the air.

“To get some air,” she replied, her words etched with an undercurrent of defiance. “Why do you care?”

“You’re supposed to be getting ready for the wedding,” his words were a stark reminder of the expectations that bore down on her. Of course, he was brainwashed by his new leader too.

“We never got the chance to talk, Kai,” her voice carried an edge, an unresolved tension underscoring her words, looking over the snowy garden.

“About?” His inquiry followed her like a shadow.

“About you aiding my escape from China and then delivering me into the hands of the enemy,” her words, though uttered calmly, carried the weight of her resentment. She was feeling petty after all.

“That’s done and dusted, Y/N. Regardless, he would have come for you,” Kai’s response was clinical, devoid of remorse.

“What was auntie’s grand plan?” she deflected the subject, a sore point that neither of them could escape.

“Didn’t you read her letter? She explained,” Kai’s words alluded to a topic that was fraught with emotion.

“Yoongi hasn’t given it to me yet.”

“If you would be behaving yourself, you would already know everything you need, Y/N.”

“Ah yes. Everybody seems to have a sudden surge of loyalty to my husband-to-be,” her tone was laced with bitter irony.

“He’s the better leader,” Kai’s response was swift.

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Y/N. If only you’d finally submit, you would see that too.”

“Why didn’t you tell me when you were helping me escape?” She ignored his words, stepping outside, a rush of fresh air greeting her.

“Because I know your stubbornness is your biggest weakness, Y/N. You wouldn’t have listened nor go willingly.”

“No, I wouldn’t have. But at least I would’ve had the freedom to choose which all of you graciously took from me.”

“You’d rather be the wife of that imbecile?” His words held a venomous edge.

“No Kai—”

“Then be fucking grateful for once,” a sentiment she had heard all too often.

“Is everything alright down here?” A new presence interrupted their tense exchange.

“As it should be Chan-yeol-hyung.” Kai’s response dripped with a veiled hostility.

“Y/N?” Chan-yeol’s voice sought her, his demeanour slightly more composed.

“Why don’t you mind your business, Chan-yeol?” Kai’s frustration was palpable.

“I’m just checking on Buin, brother-in-law,” Chan-yeol’s attempt at levity did little to alleviate the tension. Y/N did not understand what happened between these two males. But she was not willing to listen to their bickering.

“You both need to calm down,” Y/N’s voice cut through the fray, an appeal for some semblance of peace.

“Whatever,” Kai’s final word hung in the air as he stormed away, leaving Y/N to face the biting cold on her own.

“He needs to reset his mind.” Chan-yeol’s words were a bridge to a conversation she wasn’t sure she wanted.

“That’s quite ironic coming from you,” her retort was quick, her scepticism evident.

“I’ve reset my mind, Y/N,” his voice held a hint of resignation, his lips falling into thin lines.

“Have you now?”

“Yes. I almost regret having to do it again.”

“What do you mean-” Y/N did not manage to ask him as he pressed a white cloth against her mouth, her head immobilized by his firm grip.

“You wanted to have a choice? Here it is.” She heard very few words before her eyes shut down.

I N T E R L O G U E

The smaller woman was running down the corridor. The sight she had beheld just moments ago had etched itself in her mind – her sister, her flesh and blood, being mercilessly torn away. She stumbled down the passage, her frantic steps echoing like the drumbeats of impending doom. Her heart was furiously beating, and her head started to spin when she realised the weight of this situation, breathing shallow.

“Taehyung-oppa!” Her voice, laced with desperation and fear, pierced the air like a knife. Tears blurred her vision, turning the world into a watery haze. Her trembling hands found the wooden door, and with an almost violent push, she thrust it open, her heartache and panic leaving no room for politeness or formality.

In the room, seven pairs of eyes, all shades of intensity and authority, snapped to attention at the intrusion, landing on her distressed form. Taehyung, positioned by the fireplace, lowered the crystal glass he had been nursing, his gaze zeroing in on her. His sharp eyes swept over her, taking in her dishevelled appearance, her tear-stained cheeks.

“Why are you crying, what happened, love?” Taehyung’s voice, soft yet commanding. Of course, she interrupted an important meeting, but none of the big seven could withstand their women crying without knowing the cause and therefore the urgency of the meeting was momentarily forgotten; when a woman wept, the world paused.

“Oppa—” Her voice quivered, a sob escaping her lips as her gaze flitted around the room, acutely aware of the attention fixed upon her.

“It’s okay, speak, girl.” The words, uncharacteristically gentle from the Kkangpae, coaxed her and pushed her to sing.

“He took her.” Her words, almost lost in her sobs, hung in the air, a chilling revelation that sent shockwaves through the room. The Kkangpae stiffened in his seat, starting to see red.

“Took who.” He worked out, even though he already knew. His voice, a rumbling undercurrent of controlled anger, demanded answers he already suspected.

“Y/N.” A loud bang echoed through the room, an ear-piercing sound of broken glass followed.

“Who took her, Xiaoli-beloved?” Taehyung approached her, grabbing her hands into his.

“I didn’t see, his back was facing me, oppa, but he looked like Chan-yeol.” She cast her gaze to the formidable figure at the head of the room, the Kkangpae, the leader, her sister’s lover.

“Namjoon, greet Yamamoto’s with Jimin-ah, —” the Kkangpae’s voice cut through the charged atmosphere, his orders delivered with a chilling finality.

“Hoseok, Jungkook,” his words were a decree, swift and unyielding “I want Chan-yeol alive, anyone else involved, dead.” The two men immediately rose from their seats, their purpose clear.

“Bring her back, even if it requires force,” the Kkangpae’s voice, a mixture of desperation and determination, reverberated in the room just like the song of the sorrow, the dead, echoed in their lives yet again.

to be continued

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SEVEN -

[ ot7 x reader ]

sevendaysafreak

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: we are watching jungkook slowly become alpha

namjoon: can you be normal today

jk: do you really mean that bro…

tae: with all my heart..

oh my god i’m tearing up

this is what being a real man is about

jimin: begging for pussy??

jk: I DID NOT BEG??

hobi: you harassed that poor woman for a whole week

yoongi: all for a hand hold

y/n: crazy!

tae: okay??

but it was literally real as fuck so does it matter??

jimin: it was real fucking sad

jin: personally if i was her i would of called the police like sexual harassment hello???

yoongi: right

namjoon: it was a great song jungkook

jk: > //// <

i’m blushing

that was me blushing

and i giggled a little

smiling rn

hehehehehe

namjoon: a thank you would of done it

jk: thank u >.<

jimin: she should of punched him

jin: was there need for an explicit version like??

we got the point the first time

i didn’t need to hear how horny you were for a second time

hobi: he just wanted to swear

tae: no he’s just real as fuck you wouldn’t get it

jk: real as fuck

yoongi: ig it was real as fuck for jungkook

he begs for pussy on a daily

jk: proof?

hobi: by bts

y/n: i’ll leak our dms

jk: DON’T DON’T DON’T

i’m sowyy 😣

jimin: i’m gonna punch him

hobi: fucking seven days a week doesn’t seem right

is that not how you get an std?

jk: no?

yoongi: is that not when you fuck multiple people?

y/n: you fuck multiple people jk?

jk: NO?????

jimin: why is ur no a question

hobi: suspicious

jin: jungkook has crabs

tae: that’s a real man disease

y/n: that’s gross

jk: i’m real

jimin: real itchy

namjoon: can we not talk about stds pls

y/n: i bet jay park has a couple of those

jk: ???

jimin: REALLLL

jin: that’s why him and jk are friends bonded over the burn

jk: i’m not his friend anymore

y/n: character development okay!!!

yoongi: was that bcs he stole from you?

jk: stop talking to me rn

jimin: OMG GUYS

yk i had the worst dream ever yesterday tae was in it

tae: and?

jimin: wdym and

tae: i hope you die

namjoon: pls don’t wish death upon people tae

jimin: yeah tae

tae: all of you can fucking die idc!!!

not jungkook tho he real as fuck

y/n: say real as fuck one more time and i’ll snap ur neck

jin: hot asf

yoongi: ew?

tae: nobody wants to see us winning jk it’s sad 😞

jk: i’m sobbing 💔💔😞😞💔💔

tae: they literally told us to kill ourselves

namjoon: literally no one said that

jimin: in fact YOU said you hope i die

jk: he could of meant by natural causes

tae: right i would never tell you to kill ur self that’s sick and evil

yoongi: kys

tae: ur not going to heaven

yoongi: aw man 🙁

hobi: what if we put tae in the electric chair

jin: what if we put tae and jungkook in the electric chair

jk: wtf ☹️

tae: i could easily survive the electric chair it would feel good to me actually

y/n: i’ve been telling you guys for years we need to lock them up

do you actually read the bullshit they say on a daily it’s actually insane they need help

like professional help

jk: i didn’t even say anything

jimin: you don’t need to

we just know

namjoon: i agree

we could send them to a camp

or something

tae: why are you talking about us like we’re not RIGHT here

jungkook get them omg

jk: i can’t go to camp

too much raw air exposure is bad for my skin

and i have a dentist appointment soon

yoongi: raw air?

jin: how soon is ur appointment?

jk: so soon that i can’t go to camp

tae: JUNGKOOK STAND UR GROUND

WE WILL NOT BE PUSHED AROUND

REPEAT AFTER ME

WE WILL NOT BE PUSHED AROUND

namjoon: tae shut up

y/n: right

tae: i liked it better when you guys just ignored me in this gc

now all you do is be mean

jimin: maybe u deserve it

*you definitely deserve it

hobi: stop talking then idk

yoongi: i will gladly ignore you again

jk: i love you tae i’ll listen to you talk

jin: jungkook the biggest dick rider ever

tae: he’s my little dick rider 🥰😍❤️

hobi: yeah definitely stop talking

namjoon: okay!

y/n: oh my god

jimin: ???

yoongi: um

jin: this is what seven was really about

jk: bro..

tae: lol

jimin: you're really gorgeous i would deadass fight 3 mountain lions in a mcdonald's handicap bathroom stall with my hands tied behind my back and my only weapon is a shake weight glued to my forehead just to get a chance to get to know you and take u out tbh

jin: nurse he’s out again

jimin: wrong chat lol

tae: and you wanna put ME in the electric chair

ur all out of ur minds

namjoon: you were gonna send that to someone????

jimin: is it bad?

y/n: so unbelievably bad

jk: blushing

yoongi: wow

tae: yikes

hobi: bts never beating the rizzless allegations

y/n: who were you gonna send that too?

jk: was it me?

yoongi: that was flirting?

jin: probably the notes app

jimin: no one

jin: told you

notes app.

jk: it wasn’t me?

tae: i’ll be nice and give you some better lines jimin dw

jimin: the only lines you have are of coke

tae: nvm fuck you stay bitchless

namjoon: leave jimin alone

jimin: right leave me alone

namjoon: he’ll open up in his own time

jimin: i fucking won’t

you guys deserve to know NOTHING about me

yoongi: okay don’t care kys

jimin: i have a crush

jin: i’m hungry

hobi: is this the same crush you talked about like 4 weeks ago??

jk: on me?

sorry jimin i’m already in love with someone else

yoongi: didn’t ask

jk: i won’t tell you who it is it’s a secret

namjoon: a secret from who??

jk: what does that mean…

namjoon: don’t we all know…

jin: i SAID i’m hungry

jimin: all you do is eat like omg??

get a job or something??????

jin: i have a job

i serve face for a living i would suggest you look into it since you have so much free time to BULLY and HARASS others but with a face like urs idk if you’ll make the cut

y/n: wow

jimin: i’m not reading all that 💀

y/n: never use that emoji again ew

jimin: 💀💀💀💀💀

y/n: this is why whoever ur trying to rizz up probably thinks ur a loser

yoongi: is it taemin again?

tae: ew you run back to taemin every 4 months it’s kinda embarrassing

jimin: taehyung you actually need to shut ur mouth

breathing the same air as you is embarrassing

and at least i have someone to run back to you are actually genuinely bitchless

tae: u are taemin’s bitch

so technically ur as bitchless

yoongi: gay

jk: don’t be a homocrome

namjoon: stop talking

jimin: it’s not even taemin so shut the hell up

i’m not talking about this anymore

moving on

hobi: what is your mbti guys

jk: physical touch

namjoon: that wasn’t the question

y/n: just say ur horny and go omg

jin: don’t

seven was actually enough

i will hear NO more about jungkooks sex life

everything i have learnt has been without my consent

my lawyers will be in touch

jk: my lawyers are ur lawyers

jin: not anymore

jk: omg…

hobi: oh my oh my god

namjoon: jin stop facetiming me i’m not answering

jin: pls joon pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee

namjoon: i’m not sitting there for you to look at urself in the camera for an hour

i have things to do

jimin: that sounds like very jobless behaviour to me tbh

jin: you can’t be ugly and jealous pls pick a struggle

tae: and rizzless

hobi: i know ur not talking…

tae: ????

hobi: tae i need you to do some self reflection

tae: okay?

i’m hot as fuck

cool as fuck

and real as fuck

i feel well reflected ty for suggesting that hoseok

y/n: i told you i’m gonna snap ur neck if you said that again

start running

jin: coming to watch 🥰

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2015.01.

- 18+ Minors DNI

- Content Warnings: None for this chapter! Maybe a moment of tension/annoyance?

- In Summation: Two people fall in love which would make a much shorter story if they had better communication skills.

Length: 3.1k words

- Side Notes: hahaha i hit a wall in the third chapter of this part and have been avoiding tumblr all together out of Shame but maybe posting this will change that. hope you enjoy and thank you for reading :)

Find the rest here!

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I didn't see Yoongi or any of the guy's for two years after I left.

Yoongi had texted me midway through my bus trip home, asking that I send back his jacket so that he could be reminded of me whenever he smelled it. He didn't say anything about his scarf, so I kept it. Sleeping with it every night for three months after I returned.

My mom had been fuming when I got back home, taking away my phone until the next semester of school started. Claiming I "wasn't responsible enough to be trusted" and that "phone's were an adult privilege I could have after reflecting on what it meant to be an adult".

I don't think anybody truly knows what that means.

It was about a month afterwards that school started up again. I went to classes, handed my paychecks over to my mom and snuck out with friends whenever one was able to come pick me up. My time spent at that magical house in late November came back to me in dreams, with life going back to the way it had always been, those few days with the guy's drifted into the background like a distant memory.

I stayed in touch with most of them though, Jimin sent dance videos and asked for story updates. Hobi would ask about life and share clips of songs he was composing. Namjoon sent pictures of them all out doing things together, at parties, on hikes - things like that. I got selfies and stream of consciousness texts from Tae whenever he was at the convenience store, sometimes he'd throw in an art piece he was working on for feedback.

Jin called me drunk a few times or whenever he was bored at the radio station. He didn't text much beyond cryptic one word messages or to share a new terrible joke he loved.

At first, Yoongi and I texted the most. Venting to each other about our days until night came, at which point we'd video call for hours, until one of us fell asleep.

At first, it was talking of missing each other, reminiscing on how it felt to be near one another, how the kisses were experienced from each point of view. We laughed over how nervous and clueless we both were about how the other felt the whole time.

At first, we'd stay up until our eyes burned and the sun started to rise again. Asking all the questions we had for each other, learning everything there was for us to learn.

From there, we started talking about art. Exchanging poetry and books we both loved, discussing the lines that stood out or meant the most to us. Yoongi made playlists of songs for me to listen to and would quiz me on them afterwards to make sure I listened. I started practicing how to write song lyrics, sending him some verses that I hoped would be up to his standards.

He always said that he loved them.

"I love how your mind works." he'd often tell me, "I wish I could get inside of it.".

And I'd get flustered to the point that I could barely respond. A cheesy grin plastered across my face as I returned the compliments, blathering on about how his creative genius inspired me.

It was around April, when he disappeared.

Not all at once, but-

The messages started getting shorter.

We stopped the video calls.

Telling him about my day got returned with "lol's" or "ok's".

He never told me what was happening, and I asked many, many times.

The abrupt change in his behavior snatched my heart from my chest and began to suffocate it.

I couldn't go back to see him again or confront him face to face through the distance.

On our last call to each other I asked him, trying not to plead, if anything was wrong.

If he was mad at me in any way.

"Is there something I should be mad about?" was the only response I got.

We didn't speak again after that call, well, I did. I messaged adamently. Trying to throw out every possible thing I could think of. I even threw out things I knew would never be the case, hoping he would get so annoyed that he'd break and tell me whatever the fuck it was that had made him so mad.

Ever the master of self-control, he never broke.

Jungkook and I hadn't spoken at all after I left. I figured it was for the best, that we had had the talks we needed to have. That we agreed to not tell Yoongi and to just leave it at that. It was for the best after all, right?

Telling Yoongi we had kissed would hurt him, and Jungkook and I were not going to be together.

Telling him would be like throwing acid at him, just to tell him that it was old acid and not to worry about it anymore.

Two weeks after Yoongi stopped talking to me entirely however, Jungkook started to text me.

Like it was a completely normal thing to do, like there was no reason why he wouldn't.

There was a knife that started to twist in my gut as the "what if" game: Emotionally Heartwrenching Edition, began.

There were a few top contenders for being the most likely.

Either;

1.) Jungkook had told Yoongi about what happened, and Yoongi had gotten mad. (Understandably.)

2.) One of the guys had let it slip by accident and Yoongi had gotten mad. (Understandably.)

3.) Lacey had seen Jungkook and I on the dance floor, and had taken her sweet time before telling Yoongi. Maybe waiting until the trust had started to build between us, so that the breaking of it would hurt that much more. (Absolutely not understandable.)

Jungkook mentioned nothing about it, simply picking up where we had left off, being a devastatingly good sweet talker and annoyingly easy to have conversations with.

We had been talking for about a week before I brought it up to him. My phone rang seconds after I sent the message. I was sitting in bed, legs criss-crossed and knuckles white from death gripping my blanket.

He had no idea what had happened, he told me. All he knew was that Yoongi had started hanging out with Lacey again after a shift at the venue. And that when the guy's had asked him about me, he had shrugged them off without saying a word about it.

He thought we drifted apart naturally, that it was a mutual thing. That it'd be okay to talk to me again since Yoongi and I weren't anymore.

With that, Option 3 rose to the most likely scenario and I felt sick to my stomach.

"Oh." was all I could say. And I hated how meek my voice sounded, not wanting to ask Jungkook of all people to find out more for me.

Jungkook took it upon himself to offer. And I thanked him, my tone falling flat and listless.

"I swear I didn't tell him what happened baby.", he sounded desperate as he spoke, " If I had known he just dipped on you I would've brought it up sooner. I'll go talk to the guy's, he's at work right now anyways. Hang on a sec, ok?"

I couldn't form words, a small "mhm" pushed out through tightly pressed lips was all I could manage.

After Jungkook hung up, I sat there in a daze. Different scenes of Lacey telling Yoongi at work one night were flashing through my mind. I cut the less realistic ones short, tossed aside the hyper-dramatized and rapid fire edited the imagined versions down to the most probable one.

The idea of anxiety being unrealistic felt laughable. I didn't want to be right. I wished Jungkook had given any other response besides the one he did. I could've accepted that Yoongi spontaneously decided he was sick of and hated me more easily. Because at least it wasn't confirmation of what I feared to be true.

I also didn't want to accept the fault I played into this happening in the first place. No matter what Lacey said, I did kiss Jungkook. A few times. And I did have feelings for Jungkook, they were different than my feelings for Yoongi, but there all the same.

It was easier to be angry at Lacey.

I didn't keep talking to Jungkook, I had chosen to pursue things with Yoongi and Jungkook and I had come to an understanding. Who the hell did she think she was to stir things up that had been laid to rest? Things were moving forward, things were-

Jimin's name and face lit up the screen, the buzzing of the phone call making me jump.

"Hello?" My hands were clumsy and disconnected as I worked to answer.

"Lovely! Oh my god, are you ok? Well- probably not. Ok, hang on-" Jimin's sweet voice was raised, an array of voices jumbling together in the background. "GUYS! I swear to fuckin' god, we can all talk to her. She only has one pair of ears. Here, lemme get you on speaker.".

"MY ANGEL WHAT HAPPENED WITH YOONGI?!" Tae's deep voice blared through the phone so loudly it vibrated in my hand a little.

"Oooh my god shut up, she doesn't know. Hi hi! It's Hobi! We miss you!" Hobi's voice sang through the phone, slightly louder than the rustling sounds of Tae being pushed away.

"Yo! You good? We're all out here on the couch, Tae hung what you painted in the living room. Looks nice!" Namjoon's mellow voice came next.

Against my will, I felt a smile start tugging across my face.

"Soooo, we're still us. You miss this madness? Lemme trade with you." Jin said with a groan.

"Okay, so I got everyone!" I heard Jungkook pipe up from a distance.

"Hey guys," their comforting chaos made me chuckle, "Miss you all. No trades, wish you were all here with me." I felt myself relaxing as soon as I got the words out.

"Ok, so, here's the deal. I got the scoop." Jimin started.

Stretching out onto my stomach, I laid my head on my arm, using it to press the phone against my ear. "Bless you" I sighed, chewing on my cheek. "Lay it on me please, before I drive myself insane.".

"Well, uh, Lacey saw you and Jungkook dancing and decided to tell Yoongi about it. I don't know what she said exactly, but she went real heavy on the explicit nature of the dancing. Naughty. Anyways, she convinced Yoongi to get drinks with her that night and they've been hanging out ever since." Jimin paused, huffing out air into his phone so loudly that it tickled my ear.

"Uh, yeah so, she's working real hard to try and get together with him. She felt threatened by you apparently, and is pulling this whole "sweetheart" act-"

"THAT NONE OF US ARE BUYING!" Tae interjected, grabbing the phone from Jimin.

There was a pause before any of them spoke next, muffled sounds of fighting over the phone filling the air.

"Look man, you know we don't like Lacey for Yoongi, she's always fucked with his head and we don't see this going well. But like, you know, he's a grown man. We can't tell him what to do." Namjoon was working to sound casual, but sympathy was still clear in his tone.

I didn't say anything and stared at the wall.

"Well, that sucks." was all I could think to say at first. Laughing bitterly to myself, I rolled on my back and let out a grumble.

"I mean, I did dance with Jungkook. I'm pissed she decided to say something literally months after the fact, it just feels sketchy. But, he wouldn't tell me what to do. I'm not gonna try and tell him what to do either." I said it matter of factly. Like I wasn't internally screaming an obscene string of cuss words at Lacey, Yoongi and myself.

"Be pissed girl!" Hobi hollered, "It's not just sketchy to you. We all, well, almost all of us are pissed for you." his words sped up at the end, blurring together before the phone jostled again.

Jungkook's voice was quieter than normal, sweeter than I expected it to be.

"I'm pissed for you too. It's not like I was happy not talking to you but I don't ever wanna see you hurt. I'm pissed at Yoongi for hurting you like this." it felt like he was trying to hold my heart in his hands. Gently. Not wanting to squeeze too tight.

I thanked the guys and bugged them about visiting before hanging up.

There was a ringing in my ears that made everything feel weird underneath me. Like I could feel the Earth turning but I wasn't a concrete part of it.

Jungkook called me back privately, whispering that he had stepped outside and had wanted to check in on me.

The hurt I was feeling had turned into a little devil on my shoulder, poking at every way this was all my fault.

"Baby?" Jungkook's cute little pet name for me suddenly burned.

"Mhm."

"Do you not wanna talk to me anymore? Like, are you too sad about Yoongi?" the worry in his voice sent guilt hurdling into me.

"Of course I do, I'm sorry. This just, caught me off guard. I am sad, I think I'm too thrown off to feel it right now. I don't know, we did more than just dance together y'know." I brought it up scornfully without thinking, immediately fearful that it sounded abrasive.

The smile in Jungkook's voice was poorly disguised in his response, "So, you've been thinking about us kissing?".

The cute behavior was unfair. Any time I was upset, Jungkook had an infuriatingly charming response to get me smiling again.

I wanted to wallow, dammit.

But the thought of kissing him curled my toes and if I had been strong enough, I was sure my phone would've crumbled in my hand.

I mumbled out an embarrassed, "I don't know", making Jungkook snicker before saying he'd thought about it too. Abruptly hanging up as soon as the words were out of his mouth.

There didn't seem to be a way to make it right.

It wasn't like my feelings for Yoongi had gone anywhere. They were sitting along the bottom of my ribcage and slowly gnawing away at me.

Flipping through the consequences and complications of every situation I could imagine, I landed on two options that seemed the most ethical.

Option 1: Talk to Yoongi and apologize. Possibly stop talking to all of them if he couldn't forgive me.

Option 2: Leave Yoongi alone and possibly stop talking to all of them so that I wouldn't become a source of tension for the group.

I couldn't imagine being on bad terms with just one of them, or not talking to just one of them.

I could respect Yoongi's choice and also let him know I was sorry for not telling him. That I didn't think hurting him was okay. I don't know, maybe I wanted to give him an explanation so badly in hopes that he'd understand and forgive me.

More than that though, I wanted to say sorry because I was sorry. And it felt important to say, regardless of what happened afterwards.

Despite that train of thought, it took me a month and a half to work out what to say.

And another month after that to find the courage to send it.

He never responded.

I didn't stop talking to the others like I thought I'd have to.

And I kept talking to Jungkook.

Whenever I couldn't sleep, he'd set up his phone so I could watch him play video games until I drifted off. He'd call me at work and ask to be held in my pocket so he could hear how my day went (it was a bad line he'd gotten from Jin, but he wound up liking doing it).

He told me that he'd apologize to Yoongi for suggesting that we don't tell him. A light of appreciation for him glowed through the layers of pain.

It was so easy with Jungkook.

I couldn't say when he became a part of my daily life. It was like I woke up one day and couldn't remember how life had ever felt without him.

My feelings for him were warm, like I was always about to drift to sleep in the sunshine. We grew incredibly protective over each other, both of us having to convince the other to not make impulsive trips when one was sad.

Anytime either of us found something interesting, we would spend the next week or two both learning about it. Blowing phone's up with fun facts and side topics that we'd come across.

We weren't just friends. There wasn't any denying that.

But we never talked about what we were, there was simply an understanding. Natural, simple, that was how it always felt with him.

I didn't hear back from Yoongi for almost a year and a half.

It was midday, on a Tuesday.

I had just gotten out of my last class for the day.

Yoongi called me.

"Uh, hey." his voice sounded strange, excitement helping to keep something else pushed back.

"Hey, it's been so-"

"Hey it's me, do you remember me?" Lacey's voice giggled through the speaker and my spine went rigid.

I had to keep moving, taking loops around school buildings and letting myself get lost. I told Lacey I did remember her and she squealed before saying to Yoongi, "You see? I'm very memorable.". The sound of a kiss squelched into my ear and I gritted my teeth.

Why they hell were they calling me?

"So yeah, uh, anyways, we just found a place near you. Most of the guys will come with us, Jin has to sort out some work stuff before he can join though. So uh, we'll be there in early November. See you then?". He sounded uncertain.

I was turning a corner as he said it and misjudged the distance, smacking a shoulder into concrete.

"Did you just hit something?" the concern in his voice pissed me off.

I felt stubborn for no reason.

"No.", I scoffed, "But I'm excited to see you all again. Thanks for letting me know.". Coldness felt like a necessary strategy. Especially with Lacey on the phone with us.

I didn't feel cold though, I felt like disintegrating.

They were getting a place together.

They were moving here.

#bts angst #bts x reader #yoongi angst #yoongi fic #bts fanfic #bts scenarios #btsfanfiction #yoongi x reader #bts imagine #jungkook slowburn #yoongi slowburn #yoongi x you #yoongi fanfic #yoongi fanfiction #jungkook fanfic #jungkook angst

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jwirecs · 2 years

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Recommended BTS Fics of August 2022💖

hello, hello! here are my bts recs of august! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

The Dimple Theory || @e-cm🔞💕💔✅

↳ You’re in your final year at university. You almost have your dream graduate job. If only your arch nemesis, Kim Namjoon, wasn’t applying for the same job at the same firm…

The Millionaire and His Lover || @gukyi 🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ over the course of your lifelong friendship with jungkook, you can’t say that you’ve ever had the greatest ideas, and a fake relationship with the boy you’ve been in love with for years is no exception.

Please Love Me || @ahundredtimesover 🔞💕💔✅

↳ As the only unmarried Jeon and Kim children, your families propose a union to symbolize your unbreakable bond that spans generations. But despite developing an affection for Jungkook growing up, he never returned it; he never seemed to like you, actually. You’re okay with the proposal, but surprise surprise, he isn’t.

Stand By Me || @jeonsweetheart💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ anonymous requested: “could you do some min yoongi fluff with stand by me by ben e king?” (not really childhood friends to lovers but you know i’d like to imagine it to be)

White Lies || @noteguk 🔞💕💔✅

↳ in which Jungkook lies his way out of and into trouble. But he can’t tell white lies when it comes to you.

About You || @magicshopaholic💕💔✅

↳ There's something Namjoon isn't telling you. After finally getting out of him, though, you find yourself wishing you'd never asked. (TW topics)

As It Was || @zehakoo💕💔✅

↳ you and your husband have constantly been arguing due to the change in his behaviour and you start to wonder where it all went wrong.

Can’t Help It, I Love You || @kookslastbutton 🔞💕✅💯

↳ Finally getting a day off, your boyfriend takes you out on a date. Everything is sickeningly sweet until you visit a cute little lingerie store. All he wants to do now is get busy in the dressing room.

Don’t Leave Yet || @kookslastbutton🔞💕✅

↳ "Shh baby,” he breathes against your lips. “Focus on us right now.” or Jungkook doesn’t want you to leave for work so soon. Especially since it’s your birthday

Charade || @ughcore🔞💕💔🔄

↳ “Why would you help me? What are you gonna get out of this?” Taehyung looks you up and down, the humour twinkling in his eyes like the fairy lights he helped you hang above the TV. He tucks his hands into his armpits, assessing you for a few more moments that leave your skin hot and itchy. “It’ll be nice to see you out of those fuzzy slippers for once,” The double entendre lacing his words is nothing new. The tingles in your stomach, however? Yeah, those are brand new.”

Calico || @horanghaejamjam 🔞💕💔🔄💯💯

↳ Now that he is a successful business owner and financially stable, Yoongi felt it was finally time to welcome a hybrid into his home. What he didn’t expect, was a chance meeting with the young calico that would steal his heart.

Kitty Thief || @yoon2jk💕✅

↳ Jeon Jungkook was a meticulous man with a specific love for hoodies. So imagine his shock and anger when he finds out that his cute little neighbor is stealing his hoodies.

Pawn to King || @outrohxte 🔞💕💔✅

↳ wanting her own son to take the throne, jimin's stepmother marries him off to the ruthless human queen of a far away kingdom, said to despise the existence of hybrids. what she didn't expect was for the tables to turn so drastically - her hopeless pawn coming back as a king, to rightfully claim his throne.

Playful || @chimyoung💕💔✅💯💯

↳ requested scenario: “Hello hello I wanted to praise you on your Secure Yoongi fic! It was the best! Also wanted to ask if you could do an imagine with a hybrid reader, She’s a fox hybrid and very mischievous and loves to play pranks. Taehyung is her owner/boyfriend. One day she decides to prank the boys and it goes a bit too far and Taehyung yells at her and for a few days she doesn’t act like her normal self, shes become very quiet and then he goes to apologise and fluff ensues?? ☺️☺️”

Who You Are || @ausblack💕💔✅💯

↳ requested scenarios: “For the hybrid plot you asked for, usually they make the reader go near or live by the woods & meets wolf hybrid namjoon. Instead, you can write about wolf hybrid namjoon going to live in the city for the 1st time to study for uni & meets the reader who’s actually a bear hybrid or such but takes suppressants to hide her scent & disguises her bear ears with cute beanies or hats like a beret. Idk why but I find that cute. He starts to have interest in finding out more about her but she’s vague af.”

BTS Mafia Reaction || @dreamescapeswriting💕💔✅💯

↳ You’re Not Financially Stable

Enemy || @bonny-kookoo 🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or alternatively: Jungkook has no idea what to do with you.

Gotcha || @sweetestofchaos💕✅💯

↳ After a few days without their daughter, Namjoon’s wife decides to surprise him

Keeping Up With The Kims. || @strawberriescherrieskiwi💕✅

↳ So here is Namjoon and his little family on his daughter’s 3rd birthday.

One Summer In Paris || @dreamescapeswriting 🔞💕💔✅

↳ Jeon Jungkook had always loved Paris with its amazing views, incredible museums and the small Bookshop right across from the Effiel Tower. It was were he spent a lot of his summer breaks as a kid so he loved it well into his adulthood. There was one bookshop he rented a room in the summer that changed his life. It was a place where he felt happy and at peace whenever he had the chance to stay there. Where he fell in love for the first time and had his first heartbreak, a lot of firsts for him were in Paris. But what happens when he goes back to the same book shop four years later and finds the love of his life in the arms of another with a daughter who looks suspiciously like him…

The One With The Bows || @yoon2k💕✅💯💯

↳ yoongi’s hair is getting too long, and he’s constantly having to push it out of his face. Luckily, his daughter just bought a new set of hair ties from Claire’s and is dying to use them. (STOP THIS IS SO CUTE)

Daisies || @silverlightqueen 🔞💕💔✅

↳ You’ve had a long-running feud with fellow idol Park Jimin, saving all the anger and bitterness for the yearly award shows and shooting each other a few dirty looks, not bowing when you walk past each other, or just generally throwing shade. After one particularly obvious encounter between the two of you, the fans start to notice, just in time for The Rose Tour!

Empty Apartment || @jjkscafe💕💔✅

↳ in which y/n moves in with jungkook who just so happens to “forget” to tell her his apartment is highkey haunted

Realize || @theiris-storyvault💕💔✅💯

↳ What happens when you start to fall in love with your son's best friend's father?

All Roads Lead Back To You || @raplinesmoon 🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ Namjoon doesn’t remember the moment he went from a powerful business tycoon to little more than an aimless wanderer. Tired of the path his life is going on, he boards a train, not knowing where it’ll lead him. What he doesn’t expect is to meet you on board, the girl that would change his life forever.

Broken Bottles || @xpeachesncream🔞💕💔🔄💯 (ON HOLD)

↳ fed up with the fact that trouble seems to follow his son everywhere and his lack of motivation to do better for himself, taehyung’s father asks his dearest friend to help him land a job at his company. he promises taehyung will be on his best behavior and that he will do what it takes to get the job done properly. and sure, taehyung believes he can pull through with no issues. however, when he finds out that he’s paired up to work with you, the CEO’s daughter and VP of their skincare brand, he realizes that it’s not as easy as he thought it would be.

The Love After || @ahundredtimesover🔞💕💔✅

↳ Every werewolf has a fate, interpreted by Amma and guided by the Moon. In this world, there are 2 Supreme Fates fully determined by Her - serve in the Wolf Warrior Clan or find your True Mate. You and Jungkook have neither. You both lost the loves of your lives to live out their Supreme Fates and it’s why you both hold resentment towards the mating system. Until the Ceremony happens and you and Jungkook are fated to each other, connected only by heartbreak, pain, and the long lost belief that you could ever love again.

Do check out all of the other BTS Fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

#bts scenarios #bts social media au #bts strangers to lovers au #bts dad au #bts hybrid au #bts fluff #bts angst #bts smut #bts fics #bts fic recs #bts friends to lovers au #bts childhood friends to lovers au #bts established relationship au #bts werewolf au #bts fake dating au #bts mafia au

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phenomenalgirl9 · 5 months

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Kim Namjoon x Reader: Delicate

Summary: That time when Y/n turned up onto Namjoon's door all tattered and bloody.

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Y/n (Mafia au)

A/n: I literally got the idea of the whole plot while playing Dishonoured. 😂

W/c: 1.7k

Genre: crime (?).

Warning: mentions of blood, murder, fighting, bullets.

Rating: 15+ (read with your own caution)

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This ain't for the best, My reputation's never been worse, so, You must like me for me.

“Seriously Joon again?” You smiled as you traced his jawline, while looking deep into his eyes, almost losing yourself in them. You swear you noticed him glaced at your brightly red painted lips, more than once. Oh how you wished you could place yours on his. Feel those plump lips against yours.

“Won't you introduce your friends?” You smiled looking at the younger guy, his features kinda reminded you of a bunny. You put a finger below his chin and picked up his face his big eyes looking at you. “You have really pretty eyes” You said, with that same smile.

“Don't touch him!” Namjoon growled from where he was held in a headlock by your bodyguard Hyungwon was holding him as Seungcheol, your other body guard held the other guy, Namjoon tried to fight and shake him off but well, Hyungwon was equally well trained.

“Aww. Don't worry he's not even my type” you said as you came back to your old position in front of him “But Joon, did you seriously think you could plant a mole in MY people and I wouldn't know? Why are you after me or rather us anyway, we didn't even do anything bad. Y/n really has been” you paused and moved a bit closer to his ears and whispered “a good girl” and smirked to see him almost shiver for a second because he caught back his composer.

“You know, Officer Namjoon, it looks really bad” you said and walked back to your revolving chair and sat on it. “Some might even say you're obsessed with me” you said and Namjoon scoffed.

“What do you want? And its Detective now” He growled. “Oh yeah you got promoted, right? And what do I want? I want to run my business, complete my mission, then spend the rest of my life in Skiathos or Skopelos” you said, upon seeing the confusion on the other officer's face you add, “Islands in Greece, beautiful places”.

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Sometimes I wonder; when you sleep, Are you ever dreaming of me?

Namjoon frowned when he heard a knock on the door, well, one followed by 5 more. He shut his book placing the pagemark and walked to the front gate. His eyes shot big in shock upon opening the gate. There you stood, your hair matted, your white shirt stained with dirt and blood. With one look he knew you were bleeding from your waist and your arm, scratches on your forehead and cheek and your knees are scrapped, its a wonder you could walk.

“I didn't know where else to go” you said, for the second time since he first saw you all those years ago he saw tears in your eyes. Those pretty lips of yours that you painted red, looked more red cause of blood, which was also trickling down the corners. “Were you followed?” He asked as he glanced around and you shook your head, leaning harder on the wall as you could hold yourself up anymore. Namjoon grabbed the arm that wasn't hurt and slowly brought you in and closed the door. He settled you on the couch as you groaned in pain. He rushed to the windows to check gor any threats as he dialed his roommate on his phone.

“Jin? Please rush back… I know but it's urgent, bring anything you might need for bullet wounds and don't speak a word of this” he said and hung up. Finally the fatigue caught up to you and Your eyelids started closing.

“Hey, hey” Namjoon immediately rushed to you and lightly tapped your cheek to keep you from sleeping. “Stay with me, talk to me” he said. This was the second time ever that you've seen concern in his eyes, for you. “They're all dead, all. I didn't do it” you said and the tears started rolling down again. “Who? What happened?” He asked and you started saying. “Today should have been the day the Chois paid for what they did, Choi Taejoon paid for his crimes. But our plan was never to kill him, I wanted to get a confession out of him and get back the winery! My family's heritage winery that he stole back then! But-but, when w-we reached we were ambushed, Choi was already dead in his cabin. So many of my men were killed, a few could be saved” you said as you groaned in pain “Hyung-hyungwon, took a bullet to help me run. Those men were all in dark maroon shirts and black trousers. Like the Lee family’s men” you said. Right then Seokjin rushed into the apartment. “Oh god! That's-”Jin lipsed. “It's Y/n, please treat her, she's bled a lot” Namjoon said. “Can you, um” Jin pointed at your shirt. You nodded and tried opening it with one arm and failed, leading to Namjoon helping you. Your breath hitched with each button. His eyes shone as house skin was getting exposed. “It's filthy, remove it and prepare fresh clothes” Jin said, nonchalantly. Namjoon took a breath and slowly peeled the shirt off you, cutting it at places to make it easier. You felt blood rush to your cheek even in that state, you could feel Namjoon’s eyes raking your body, scouting every corner with his eyes. A sudden sting brought you back to reality, “This will sting a lot and ache but we have to get the bullets out of you or it will cause infection.” He told you then looked at Namjoon “I'll arrange some blood for her and you go wash your hands you have to help me” Jin told him.

Namjoon rested you on the bed very lightly as Jin plugged in 2 channels to your unhurt arm. “You will not move an inch from here. I'll check up on you, after my shift” Jin said “and yes, I'm Seokjin, Namjoon's roomate” he said. Namjoon's room looked like one in the detective movies. He literally had a board with newspaper cutting and pictures of Yours, Lees, Yours, Chois, their associates, Yours, you had to look away.

“Ahm” he cleared his throat “Do you need something?” Namjoon asked after Jin left as he switched on the news channel.

“This evening a shoot out had occured in the house of famous industrialist Choi Taejoon. Sources say that his rival Y/n L/n might have something to do with it, along with a few murders in the previous months” the reporter said.

Your eyes went wide in shock, “Namjoon trust me, I didn't, it was-” you started but Namjoon put a finger on your lips. “Shh” he said and switched off the TV “sleep. We'll talk later, I don't want you dying on me” he said, his face still stoic, but his eyes, those were the last thing on your mind before sleep claimed you.

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Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine, all the damn time.

You walked into the mansion with an eerie feeling, it almost seemed too quiet and gave you creeps. The meeting should have been over by now, finally the L/ns and Chois would stop fighting. That was when you heard a gunshot, from the conference room area, and you ran. Your hand went to your waistband, shit you forgot yours in the car. You saw several of your men down, some were knocked out, some were dead with a few Choi men here and there. “Fuck!” You said. You entered the conference room to find Choi Taejoon pointing a gun at your father who already had a bullet mark and blood on his shoulder. “Dad!” You screamed as another hit him right at the heart. You felt like the world had stopped. You ran towards your father, one moment and you saw the gun turn towards you. This was it, you won't even be able to avenge your father, there's literally no cover. As Taejoon fired the shot you closed your eyes, suddenly you felt someone hold and move you out of the way. You opened your eyes to see Officer Namjoon, the bullet hit his arm. “Run” he told you with eyes filled with concern for you, for the first time. So you did, as his police force piled into the mansion, you gathered the men that were able and ran away to a safe house. Taejoon ran away too that day.

You saw half of your world crumbling down when Taejoon made his way away from jail by framing your uncle for the murder of your father and manslaughter.

You woke up in a jolt. “Hey are you okay? Are you in pain?” Namjoon asked from his spot on the chair beside the bed. You nodded and said “just old nightmares, resurfacing”. You looked around to see the environment still dark. “How long was I out?” You asked. “Around 22 hours” he said, glancing at the clock. “Oh my god! What!” You said as you tried to get up and groaned. Namjoon immediately moved towards you, pinning you to the bed gently. “Don't move” he said. “But I can't stay here, it's dangerous” you tried to reason with him. “For who?” He asked and the two of you broke into a chuckle “you think they'll know the notorious Y/n is in the house of her cop nemesis” he joked. But your eyes were stuck on his, the stoicness was nowhere around, it was just him, for the first time.

Namjoon noticed your form, his eyes drifted to your lips, the red color not visible anymore, they looked pale due to the amount of blood you lost. He wished he could take away all you pain and take you to those places you said you wanted to go.

He looked at your eyes to find you eyeing his lips and something in him broke loose, he bent and placed his lips on yours, you immediately responded as if you were waiting for him. Like a thirsty traveler who finally found water the two of you got lost in each other not caring about the world outside. It was when you tried to get up and the pain hit you that you groaned and fell back down on the bed.

“Stay” he said, “we’ll do this, together”

Is it cool that I said all that? Is it too soon to do this yet? 'Cause I know that it's delicate. Isn't it?

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a/n: Hello! This is my first time ever posting on Tumblr, so I'm still trying to get used to everything :') I hope you enjoy this small oneshot(?) based on a dream I had the other day, and I couldn't just not write about it. If you have any feedback, I would like to hear it! thank you, stay gold⁷ -miri

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The morning cold nipped at the tip of your nose, making the warmth of the blankets seem all the more inviting. You tried to curl up tighter, but a distinctive aroma began to permeate the room, making you slowly rise from the bed. The scent was unmistakably that of fresh pancakes, the rich fragrance of brewing coffee danced through the air, mingling with the scent of bacon.

The mere thought of hot coffee on a chilly day was more than enough motivation for you to slip out of bed. The cold wooden floor felt like icy needles underfoot, but the promise of a warm breakfast kept you drawn towards the kitchen.

There, bathed in the soft glow of the morning light, stood your boyfriend, missing a shirt, flipping a pancake. His concentration was so intense that he hadn't noticed you approaching him. Wrapping your arms around him, he jumped slightly, before letting out a chuckle.

"Good morning," he murmured, turning to offer a perfect piece of bacon.

You opened your mouth, allowing him to feed you, before snuggling back into the warmth of his bare back. How was he shirtless while the cold seemed to seep through your clothes and greet your figure, was something you wouldn't understand, but it wasn't concerning either.

"Did you sleep well? Was the cold bothering you, sweetheart?" he asked, and you couldn't stop the snort that followed after. "Yes, I slept fine...but the cold did bother me," you turned to look at him, only being able to see half his face, "you gonna fight it for me?"

You heard the stove turn off with a 'click' before he turned around in your arms, showing a fist, fake determination settling on his features, "I'll do all that I can to make sure it doesn't bother you again, princess."

with a pause, he shook his head, clearing his throat, and you knew exactly what happened. He had come back to his senses. you couldn't help the small laugh that fell from your lips. He would do silly things, and then get shy over said silly things.

He grabbed your shoulders softly, turning you the other way, pushing you towards the table where most of the food already sat, waiting to be eaten. With a chaste kiss to his cheek, you sat down, reaching for the mug that held the coffee that had seemed to be calling your name since you had awoken.

"thank you, joonie. it looks really delicious." You stated, grabbing your fork. The coffee warmed up your insides, as you started filling up your plate with all different kinds of breakfast options. "Of course, baby...this is why I took cooking classes for! So you won't have to worry your pretty head about getting up early, or leaving the bed."

Cutting the pancakes, he nodded his head, satisfied by his newfound ability. Before he could take a bite he added, "I was going to take it to you...but I guess my cooking was so good that it brought you to me."

You smiled at his self praising, heart warming up, thankful you had found a man like Kim Namjoon.. "it really is good. I'm glad you enjoy the classes too. you're learning a lot from them, and it's only been two weeks. kudos to the chef."

He put his fork down, looking at you from his seat, a pout set on his lips. "kudos? how about kisses to the chef?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows, slightly leaning forward.

A soft giggle leaves your mouth, as you meet him halfway, capturing his lips into a delicate kiss, placing your hand on his cheek, before pulling away; smiling. "yes, kisses to the chef...you deserved it."

And this is all that you could have wished for. The cold of the day seemed to vanish, replaced by warmth, not just from the breakfast, but from the love and care that went into it.

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Genre: Head chef! Seokjin, Head baker! Y/N, strangers to lovers!, Ex- Namjoon!, Yoongi is their number one shipper, Jin is very obvious, fluff, romance, little angst, comedy, and smut

Summary: Seokjin is the head chef and owner of Empathy in the heart of Seoul. Everything was perfect until his head baker retired leaving him to scramble. His head waiter, Yoongi, brings in his friend for the position and Jin hires her on the spot. After her desserts become a sell-out on the first night, Jin becomes interested in the girl. Everyone needs a little spice in their lives....

Warnings: Namjoon is an asshole!

Authors note: Very fun to write!

“Spicy beef bone soup with extra rice for table 6!”

Kim Seokjin hit the bell as quickly as he could and went back to his pan to saute his onions. It was a busy Saturday and everyone was at Empathy for dinner. Nothing new to him. He felt blessed that in his late thirties he achieved his childhood dream, well his second dream. The first dream was to get married and so far, that hasn’t happened yet. He wasn’t looking for anyone. If it happens then it happens was his mindset.

He placed the onions on the plate with the ribs and he looked up towards his head baker, Levi Cooner, “Levi, did you finish the black forest cake for table 20!?”

“Placing the cherry on now, chef.”

“Alright, is the carrot cake about done for table 2?”

“Yes, chef. In about ten minutes.”

Jin nodded and picked up the plate of ribs and hit the bell. He smiled when he saw Yoongi making his way to the plate, “Still busy, Yoon?”

“Yeah, too many people...it’s annoying.”

Jin let out a small laugh and shook his head, “You work at a restaurant, there’s going to be people no matter what.”

“Yeah, that’s the annoying part, chef boy.”

He grabbed the plate and left the kitchen with Jin seeing the tall silver doors flapping away. He let out a quick sigh and turned towards his workers with a smile, “We’re doing great this dinner rush! Let’s keep it up!”

“Yes chef!”

Jin went inside his office to check out the financial part for the day so far. He hated numbers but he didn’t want to call Jungkook for help. He always acted so smug towards him because it was clear he was good with numbers. He would hope he was good at numbers, he’s a banker afterall. He turned on his computer and went into his program with his radio playing in the background. He liked listening to the gossip in the restaurant world, it made him laugh during his down time, “And what is your name?”

“Umm...my name is L/N Y/N...”

“How do you feel about the famous pastry chef Isaac calling it quits?”

“Eh? He didn’t quit, he’s literally my mentor.”

Jin raised his eyebrow and glanced at the radio, “chef Isaac...Isaac...Oh, Isaac Kristiansen. There’s no way he would retire, he’s a teacher? That’s funny.” Jin leaned forward and turned the radio up and leaned back into his chair.

“But the rumors-”

“I mean I wished the rumors were true. He made me make these chocolate figures at five in the morning but sadly no, he’s not quitting.”

“Is this an official statement, Mrs. L/N?”

“Official statement? I just wanted to get coffee...I guess it's a statement. An official statement though, I’m not the president or the queen so no. Have a good day.~”

“Wait, Mrs. L/N!”

Jin let out a small laugh and shut off the radio. He rubbed the back of his neck and glanced back to his computer, the numbers were doing good but the desserts were lacking in sales. It was the fourth week in a row that he saw the decrease in it. He sighed and heard a knock on the door, “Come in.”

The door opened to reveal to his Executive chef, his brother with a small smile, “Why are you in here?”

“Just checking on the sales.”

Seok Joong raised his eyebrow and let out a low laugh, “Didn’t I tell you to stop doing that. You’re needed out here, worry about the numbers later.”

“But hyung-”

“No buts. Go cook.”

Jin pouted and nodded his head. He put his computer to sleep and walked away from his desk. He looked at Seok Joong with a raised eyebrow, “Wait, why are you here? You have a newborn.”

“Wanted to check on you, little bro. Also my wife wanted cheesecake and started crying for it, so...here I am.”

“Ah, okay. Hurry up and get it so you can go back to her.”

Seok Joong nodded his head and ruffled his brother's hair, “You go cook, that’s where your heart is. Not on numbers. You failed math.”

Jin glared at him and slapped his hand away, “I failed twice...that’s it. Go get your damn cheesecake.”

Later that night, everything was closed and Jin was in his office. Going through all the reports for that day. The light above him turned on and he jumped in his chair to see Yoongi leaning against the door frame with a lit cigarette in his mouth. Jin glared at him and looked back at his computer, “What did I say about smoking in my office?”

“I’m outside of it. Jimin and Taehyung are going to the bar, are you going?”

“No, I have to finish this report? Is Hoseok and Jungkook going?”

“Yeah, they are.”

“What about you?”

Yoongi let out a puff of smoke and shook his head, “No, I have to pick up my friend. She just got back from Norway.”

Jin raised his eyebrow and looked at Yoongi over his monitor, “You knew someone who went to Norway?”

“She was training there to be a pastry chef and shit. It’s been about...five years since I last saw her.”

“Is she your girlfriend?”

Yoongi choked on his smoke and glared at Jin, “No, don’t ever say that. She’s my best friend. Anyways, see you later.”

“See you tomorrow, Yoon!”

Jin waved towards Yoongi while Yoongi nodded his head at him. He watched Yoongi leave and looked down at this keyboard with a curious look, “Best friend...I never heard of her before...”

Yoongi parked his car in the parking lot of the park he used to play when he was younger. He got out of his car and shut the door, making sure it was all locked up. With his hands in his pocket he made his way into the park. He scanned the park and his eyes landed on the person he had to pick up. He rolled his eyes and made his way towards her, “Why the fuck am I picking you up here? You look homeless.”

She looked up and pouted at him. She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head, “This is where we first met, I thought it would be special if we met here again.”

“Chessy.”

“Oh but you love that.” She sat up and opened her arms wide to the man, “Give me a hug Yoongi!”

“Y/N shut up it’s night time.”

“Just admit you missed me...”

“Shut up.”

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The morning sun burned Jin’s eyes, it was too early to be bright. He unlocked Empathy’s door and stretched his body. He quickly closed the door and headed to his office trying to wipe the tiredness from his eyes. He put his bags on the floor and turned his computer to go through emails. He couldn’t get any sleep last night, he was curious about Yoongi’s best friend. He didn’t have many friends so it caused him to be curious. He went through his facebook and instagram to see if there was anything about her but nothing. Yoongi was a private person and he barely posted on his accounts. He just wanted to know who she was and he didn’t really care if he looked crazy. How the hell did Yoongi have a best friend?

He shook his head and took out his water bottle from his bag, “I wonder if she's like Yoongi...oh god, having two Yoongi’s. I can barely handle one.”

Yoongi entered the restaurant as he let out a small cough. Jin immediately stood up from his seat and headed towards him. Yoongi wiped off the dust on his jacket and looked back up to see Jin looking at him with curious eyes. He raised his eyebrow at him, “Can I help you?”

“Who is she?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“How could you have a best friend?” Yoongi glared at him and walked past him as Jin went after him, “It’s just...you hate people.”

“She’s been my friend since I was in diapers, if anything she’s my sister. An annoying sister.”

Jin nodded his head and watched Yoongi place his things in his locker. He leaned against the wall and looked at the ceiling, “Is she older than me?”

“No, she's the same age.”

“Aww, so she’s your big sister.”

Yoongi felt his eyes twitch and looked at Jin with an annoyed look, “Why are you so curious about her?”

Jin shrugged his shoulders and looked at him, “I’m just shocked you knew someone outside our friend group...I was curious and then you said best friend, I had to know more.”

“She’s my best friend and she might come by today. I don't know though, she wanted to look at the local cafes, saying she needed to see the cakes.”

“Where is she staying?”

“With me.”

“Are you sure she’s not your girlfriend?”

“Jin, if you don’t move I will kick you in your nuts.”

The morning was slow but that’s how it always is. Lunch was when it almost always started to pick up. Jin was in the kitchen working on a sandwich when his phone started to buzz in his pocket. He sighed and hurried up to finish the sandwich, hitting the bell. He walked towards his office and picked up the phone, “Hello?”

“Ah, Jin.”

Jin raised his eyebrow and leaned against the wall, “Hyung, why are you calling me?”

“I’m just reminding you that next week, we’re having a family dinner. Eomma wants to celebrate Nora’s birth.”

“Eomma told you to do this, didn’t she?”

“Yeah, we all know how busy you’ve been. Anyways, see you later.”

“Bye.”

Jin sighed and rubbed the back of his neck roughly, “I forgot...shit.”

Y/N entered the busy atmosphere and her eyes widened to see Yoongi talking in a soft voice to customers. It was cute and it was rare for him to use that voice. She let out a small laugh and continued to stare at him with a teasing look. It wasn’t until Yoongi glanced at her and glared at her that she stopped staring and walked back outside. Yoongi quickly told one of the waiters what the table wanted and headed outside to see Y/N leaning against the wall.

“I’m shocked to see you.”

She tilted her head at him and raised her eyebrow, “I told you I would visit.”

“You said that you were going to look at the cakes, there’s no way in hell you saw all the cakes already.”

She let out a low chuckle and nodded her head, “You're right on that...I saw Namjoon.”

Yoongi's face softened and gently grabbed her hand, “Are you okay?”

“He didn’t see me but I saw him. He was with Eunah.”

“The fact he can walk around and feel-”

“Min-Min...”

Yoongi looked at her sad eyes and nodded his head, she hated talking about her ex, “I’m sorry. I just hate what he did to you.”

“He seems happy.”

“Y/N he doesn’t deserve happiness after what he did to you. Stop being your kind self and be spiteful for once.”

She rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around Yoongi’s waist as he gently rubbed her back, “It’s not fair that he gets a happy ending...while I’m still affected by him.”

“Do you still love him?”

“Oh hell no. It just hurts, that’s all. It’s not because of love it's because, how could you do that to someone, does that make sense?”

“No it does...I can always call Jungkook to beat him up.”

She let out a small laugh and shook her head. She let go of Yoongi and stared up at the sky, “I need to see him. I missed my little bun.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes at the nickname (a habit that you’ve had since you were a kid), “He missed you too, trust me. Go see him, he’s probably at his apartment playing games with Jimin.”

“Bun and chicky...Okay, I’ll go see them. I’ll see you tonight at dinner? Taehyung wanted to plan it.”

“Yeah, I’ll see you tonight. Text me when you get to Jungkook’s.”

“Yes, sir.”

He watched her go back to her car and let out a small laugh. She was annoying but he sadly loved it. He walked back into the restaurant heading to the kitchen to get a quick sip of water. Jin put his noodles in the boiling water and went to Yoongi, “Where did you go?”

“I was talking to someone...”

“She was here!! And I missed her!!”

Jin went to go into the dinner room but Yoongi grabbed the back of his chef jacket, “She’s not there. She went to Jungkook’s to say hi.”

“Wait, she knows Jungkook!?”

“Yeah, she babysat him when we were younger. Jimin also loves her.”

“What the hell!? Does the whole group know her!?”

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders and placed his bottle back into his locker, “You and Hoseok are the only ones that haven’t met her.”

“That’s not fair, Yah! Yoongi stop walking away from me!”

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Jin sat in his office a couple of days later, with a stressed out look. Levi, dropped a bomb on him last night. He was retiring and it was his last night. Jin was stressed (so stressed that he started cooking Italian food, something he only does when he's stressed). Today was Friday, meaning that it was going to be busy at dinner which also means, people want desserts. Guess what he doesn’t have, a fucking pastry chef or even a head baker. He now understood why Yoongi smokes.

He took a sip of his coffee and roughly ran his fingers through his hair when a knock on his door. Speaking of Yoongi, “Yoon, I can’t handle your sarcasm right now.”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe, “Why, what’s wrong?”

“Levi, retired.”

“Oh...that sucks.”

Jin let out a laugh and looked up at Yoongi, “Yeah it does suck. Thanks for reminding me of that.”

“I can ask my friend to come over and help.”

Jin stood up from his chair and looked at Yoongi with wide eyes, “Y-YOU WOULD DO THAT FOR ME!”

Yoongi flinched at his loudness and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Lower your voice.”

“Sorry, you would do that for me, Yoon?”

“Yeah, I can just text her right now. She’s just at my apartment playing with Holly.”

Jin smiled and walked up to Yoongi as the younger man looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Jin went down to his knees and wrapped his arms around Yoongi’s waist, “Thank you Yoon!”

“I will report this to HR in five seconds.”

Y/N entered the empty restaurant and looked around for her friend. She entered the kitchen and looked around the fancy kitchen. Everything was shiny, Isaac’s kitchen was old but damn did it cook shit good. She continued to walk further into the kitchen until she ran into a hard chest. She felt herself getting flushed and looked up to see a handsome man with warm brown eyes, “I-I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking, I was looking for Min Yoongi.”

“Oh, are you his friend?”

“Yes, I’m L/N Y/N.”

Jin eyebrow raised and tilted his head at her, she was so tiny compared to him. Her hair looked soft with the way she styled it and her eyes captured him completely. She was really fucking pretty. He let out a small cough and nodded his head as he rubbed his neck, “Yoon-Yoongi is near the lockers. Let me show you.”

“Oh thank you...what’s your name?”

“Kim Seokjin but you can call me Jin or chef.”

“Chef Jin...I like Jinnie.”

His face felt red and he quickly turned around so she couldn’t see the blush on his face, “Follow me.”

“Okay Jinnie.”

Jinnie, how can she call me that with a straight face? Jin shook his head and glanced over his shoulder to see her looking at him with a raised eyebrow. He quickly let out a loud cough and started walking causing her to laugh a bit. They walked towards the front and turned a corner where she saw Yoongi drinking from his bottle. She ran past Jin and went to Yoongi.

“Min-Min, you woke me up! Since I’m the baker for you tonight, are you going to try my stuff now?”

Yoongi raised his eyebrow and put his bottle back inside his locker, “As long as it’s not burnt, then yes.”

“I burned one cake, I was ten!”

“It was still burnt.”

Jin tilted his head at the scene before him. It was weird to see Yoongi like this. He was still his hard-headed self but he was somehow softer? The woman before him can make Yoongi softer, she has to be a witch. Jin let out a small cough and she turned to look at him, “I’ll show you the menu. Its-”

“Oh...I made my own menu.”

“Eh? Can I see the menu?”

She nodded her head and opened her purse with excitement. She took out a piece of paper and handed it to the chef, “I made it as soon as Yoongi called me. I just got so excited to come and bake.”

Jin smiled at her and looked at the paper; (Queen’s Garden) Apple tart, tart crust that has rose syrup glazed around the rims. Apples in the shape of roses in the middle with honey, lemon, and a pinch of rose. To finish it off, the plate will have rose petals on the side of the plate.

(Cloud 9) Souffle Pancakes with red bean paste; two souffle pancakes stacked on each other with maple syrup barely coating the top with a dollop of homemade honey butter. To finish it off, whip cream with two sesame seed tuile in the cream and edible flowers. Extra honey butter on the side.

(Tangy Tang) Lemon semifreddo with a raspberry curd; the first layer; pralines, the second layer (ice cream layer) meringue and heavy cream, the third layer; genoise, and the fourth layer raspberry curd. To finish it off, zest from a lemon and dried lemon slices.

(Checkmate) Vanilla and chocolate checkerboard cake; chocolate and vanilla sponge cake, chocolate ganache, and a vanilla bean whip cream. To finish it off, a chocolate rose

Jin glanced at the paper and then back at Y/N, “Isn’t this difficult?”

“It’s basically the same thing I did for chef Issac when he was my mentor.”

His eyes widened and looked at her, “CHEF ISSAC WAS YOUR MENTOR! YOU'RE HIRED”

She blinked her eyes and slowly nodded her head, “That’s why I was in Norway.”

He blinked his eyes and looked between the paper and her, “Y-Your amazing!”

She let out a small laugh as she wasn’t used to being flattered by a handsome guy, “Thank you, I do try my best.”

Yoongi glanced at Jin and let out a small laugh. He shook his head, shut his locker and started to walk away from them, “Y/N, follow me so I can show you my station.”

“Okay, Min-Min.”

Jin watched her leave and she turned back to give him a quick wave. He felt his heart beat faster at her smile. He quickly turned away and slapped his cheeks lightly, “You just met her...stop it.”

Yoongi showed her the workspace and looked at her with a small smile, “So, what do you think of my boss?”

“He’s very animated. That’s fun.”

He let out a small chuckle and nodded his head, “I guess you can say that. Is that a good thing?”

“It’s good, I like it. It’s the opposite of you.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes and looked down at her menu, “I want to try cloud 9.”

“Really? Awww, Yoongi, you want to try my food~.”

“Shut up...yes I do.”

The morning quickly turned into night and that means the dinner rush is coming. Jin was extremely nervous about this one because Y/N was here. He did not doubt her ability, it was just her being her that made him nervous. All day she was giving him bits and pieces of her dessert and they were the best thing he has ever tasted. The way it just melted in his mouth and exploded with flavor, it was amazing. The thing that made him nervous was her smile. The way she would call him Jinnie, it was fucking cute. She was cute and he couldn’t focus. So, he moved her station to be behind him instead of being in front of him.

He was cutting his chicken in the midst of the rush when Yoongi came in with a smile. Jin raised his eyebrow at him, “What’s going on?”

“I got so many orders for Y/N’s desserts.”

“What!? There have barely been orders for dinner.”

“Aren’t you happy that people want the desserts? You kept telling me it wasn’t selling and now look.”

Jin nodded his head and glanced over his shoulders to see Y/N whistling to herself while whipping cream and mixing her curd. It’s been a while since the desserts were a hit with everyone, even the staff liked them.

“Jin? Did you hear me?”

He stopped looking at Y/N and looked at Yoongi who had a small smirk, “What did you say?”

“I said, how about you tell Y/N her desserts are doing good. I have to go back outside.”

Before Jin could say anything, Yoongi walked out to the floor. Jin sighed to himself and rubbed the back of his neck. He slowly turned around and saw Y/N trying some whipped cream. He was at a standstill. The way he licked her lips as the white cream coated her lips, was a sight to see. He let out a small cough and walked up to her making her look at him with a smile, “Hey Jinnie.”

“H-Hey. Your desserts are doing good, people ordering your stuff more than my own food. Good job.”

“That’s good, I’m glad people like my desserts. Did you like them too?”

He let out a small laugh and nodded his head, “My favorite is Tangy Tang. I like the bitterness and sweetness, it’s a well-balanced dessert.”

“Thank you, it means a lot hearing it from you.”

Jin smiled at this and leaned against the counter. He nervously scratched his forehead and looked at the whipped cream, “I was wondering...next week I have a party with my family. Would...I mean can you...no, can you please make the desserts for the party?”

“A family party? Is it for an engagement? That’s the only time my family gets together.”

“My brother just had a daughter, Nora.”

She placed the dried lemon slices on top of the semifreddo and smiled to herself, “Aww, a baby. I’ll make some cupcakes for you guys.”

“Well, I was wondering if you could...if you could stay for the party with me?”

She glanced up at him and gave him a teasing smile, “Like a date?”

“I-I mean if you want...I’m not-”

“I would love to, Jinnie.”

“Really!? I mean, that’s cool. Alright, I’ll go to my side to make some chicken or whatever I need to make.”

He turned around and whispered to himself a small yes. He went back to his station and glanced over his shoulder to see Y/N already looking at him. She gave him a small wave and went back to what she was doing. Yoongi leaned against the wall and smiled to himself, at his planned work.

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Y/N sat in Taehyung’s living room as she watched Jungkook and Jimin play their game. She wasn’t sure what they were playing but it was more entertaining to watch them argue than the screen. It was the third night that she worked at Empathy and everything was going well. Well, somewhat good. It wasn’t until Yoongi rushed to his locker and told her that he saw Namjoon with Eunah. She asked for the night off and Jin was nice enough to let her.

She sighed and took a sip of her water with a frown. She hated Namjoon but there was a time that she loved him. She was with him for seven years and was engaged for two. He was her college sweetheart and everything was perfect. They were even planning their wedding but it wasn’t until Yoongi walked in on a conversation between Namjoon and at the time her best friend Eunah talking about taking the money from the wedding and running away. She let Yoongi and Jungkook punch him and after that, she left for Norway.

Seeing him still made her angry but she wasn’t in love with him anymore. In the first two years of being away, she finally came to that conclusion. Taehyung placed the plate of chicken on his coffee table and looked at Y/N with a concerned look, “Are you alright?”

“I’m...thinking.”

“That’s good, especially for you.”

Taehyung sent a small glare to Jungkook and looked back at Y/N, “About what?”

“Namjoon.”

Things got quiet in the room and the game was long forgotten. Everyone looked at her with concerned looks as she looked at the water drops going down her glass, “Noona, you shouldn’t think of him.”

“I know, I just...I don't know what to do. I want to hit and scream at him but that wouldn’t do anything for me. I really want to slap Eunah though.”

Jimin let out a small chuckle and nodded his head, “That makes sense. I think we would let you do that.”

“Noona we should go out.”

She raised her eyebrow at Jungkook and tilted her head, “Where?”

“Let’s go to the bar like how we used to!”

“You guys know I don’t really drink.”

“Jin-hyung has this low-key bar we can go to.”

Y/N turned her head towards Jimin with wide eyes, “Jinnie owns a bar?”

“It’s a small bar...Also, Jinnie.”

Y/N rolled her eyes and looked at the wall, “Yes, I already gave him a nickname...would he be there?”

“I can always text Yoongi to bring him to the bar-”

“NO DON’T DO THAT!”

“I can say that Y/N specifically wanted him to be there.”

“Don’t-”

“Already did it.”

She whipped her head and looked at Taehyung with her mouth open, “You betrayed me...”

“You need dick.”

“I DO NOT!”

The group moved to the bar with Y/N sitting at the edge of the table with a nervous look. Why would she be nervous? It’s just seeing her boss in a bar, that’s a problem. If she liked her boss then this can raise concerns with HR. Hopefully this is just a dumb crush that can be easily washed away. Jin was handsome and charismatic, he was also funny. All the traits you would want in a person. It’s only been three days and he made her feel nervous but she knew how to hide that. Hopefully Yoongi didn’t notice her actions.

“Sorry we were late.”

She looked up and she stared at Jin who was already looking at her with a smile. He was wearing a suit and it made him look more mature, something she thought was hot. He even had glasses on, how could he be so hot under this bar lighting. She shook her head and stood up to give Yoongi a hug, “I missed you...”

“Are you alright? Jimin told me you were thinking.”

She let out a low laugh and nodded her head. She glanced at Jin who was talking to Jungkook, “I’m fine now.”

Yoongi followed her eyes and smiled to himself, “He missed your desserts today.”

“Who?”

“Jin. Go talk to him, since you wanted him here so bad.”

“Shut up.”

She walked past Yoongi and he let out a laugh when Taehyung came up to him, “She’s clueless.”

“Yeah, she is.”

She walked up to him and Jungkook immediately walked away so they could have alone time. Jin smiled at her and took a sip of his beer. She smiled at him and leaned against the wall, “How was today?”

“It was busy but people were sad that there was no dessert today.”

She bit her lip and nodded her head, “I’m sorry about that...”

“No, no. It’s fine. I was just wondering if you were okay.”

“Yeah, I’m okay. It’s just me giving people too much power.”

Jin raised his eyebrow and put his glass down, “Is it an ex?”

“Oh, an ex and an ex best friend.”

“Together, that’s even worse. I’m sorry Y/N.”

She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at his glass, “I’ve moved on...trust me, I have.”

He smiled to himself and glanced down at the table with a flustered look, “T-That’s good.”

The rest of the guys looked at them with smirks on their faces. Jimin looked at Taehyung with a mischievous look, “I bet you 50 dollars that they would be together by the end of the month.”

“I think three months and they won’t be together, just going on dates. Y/N likes to be courted, right, Yoongi?”

“Jimin, you're going to lose money but go ahead.”

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Jin stood in his family home staring at himself in the mirror with a nervous look. He wanted to look good, Y/N was coming to head out her cupcakes and she was his date. He didn’t tell anyone that she was his date, he knew his family would make this a big deal and he didn’t want them to scare her away. He fixed his black shirt and walked downstairs to see his brother holding Nora. He smiled at the baby and opened his arms towards the baby, “Nora, want to come to uncle.”

Nora let out a small gurgling noise and showed off her gums. Jin’s brother smiled and handed the baby to him. Jin kissed her cheek and Seok Joong gave him a small smirk, “So, when is Y/N coming?”

Jin choked on his spit and looked at him with wide eyes, “How do you know about that!?”

“You do realize I have Yoongi’s number right.”

“That bas-”

“Don’t finish that sentence Jin.”

Jin turned his head to see his mother glaring at him and he felt sweat forming on his forehead. His mother took Nora out of his arms and gave the little girl a kiss on the forehead, “Dawon wants to see her baby, behave boys.”

Seok Joong let out a small laugh and watched their mother leave. He leaned forward with a small smirk, “So, how do we feel about Y/N?”

“S-She’s cute.”

“Yoongi told me you tried helping her with her cakes. You hate baking.”

Jin rolled his eyes, “I never said I hated baking.”

“Jin, you burn everything when you bake.”

“Yah! Stop it.”

Seok Joong frowned and pointed his finger at him, “If you're serious about her, you need to figure out her position in the restaurant. She’s your employee, remember that.”

Jin sighed and nodded his head, “I know hyung, it’s just a crush. I swear, it will go away.”

“Even if it doesn’t, just make sure you handle it before it gets worse.”

“It won’t get worse, hyung.” He felt his phone buzz in his pocket and he quickly took it out to see that it was Y/N telling him that she was there. Jin smiled but he quickly wiped it off when his brother gave him that knowing look, “It won’t get worse.”

Seok Joong watched Jin rush out of the room and shook his head, “It's gonna get worse, that boy is head over heels for her already.”

Jin opened his front door and smiled when he saw Y/N getting out of the car with boxes in her hand. He felt his chest get heavy when he saw her outfit, she looked beautiful. She was wearing a light pink cami dress with butterflies scattered around on the dress. Her hair was pinned back showing off her silver butterflies hoops and matching necklace. She looked up and waved at him, “Jinnie, can you help me?”

Jinnie shook his head and nodded his head. She looked beautiful but I can’t focus on that. She's much more than her beauty. He walked up to her and grabbed the boxes with ease, “You have so many boxes Y/N.”

“I didn’t know how many cupcakes you needed, so I made five boxes worth.”

“I appreciate this, Y/N. Thank you so much.”

She smiled and grabbed a colorful box, “No problem Jinnie. I get to spend time with you.”

He let out a nervous laugh and looked down at the colorful box with a raised eyebrow, “What's that?”

“I got Nora a plushie. It can be a weighted or warm plushie. I thought it could help your brother through the night.”

“Actually that could help, thank you. What kind of plushie is it?”

“It’s a teddy bear with a flower in its hand, I thought it was so cute.”

The two walked in the house and Y/N eyes met with an older woman's eyes. She looked at her with wide eyes and pointed at Jin, “You didn’t tell me you had a date.”

“Eomma-”

Jin’s mother came right up to Y/N and looked her up and down, scanning her. Y/N stood still and tilted her head at her, “Hello, Mrs. Kim, my name is L/N Y/N.”

“Oh, you're the baker that Seok Joong told me about. Very talented.”

“Thank you for thinking I’m talented, I appreciate it.”

Jin’s mother glanced at the boxes in Jin’s arms and then back at Y/N, “What’s all that?”

“Jin asked me to make cupcakes for the party and-”

“YAH! SEOKJIN! YOU MADE YOUR DATE DO WORK!”

Jin’s face turned red and shook his head, “Eomma, please don’t yell. It echoes.”

She shook her head at him and then back Y/N with an apologetic look, “I’m so sorry that my son is an idiot. Thank you for making the cupcakes, Seok Joong and Dawon will appreciate it. I see you have a gift in your hands, you're such an angel.”

Jin wanted die in that moment but Y/N let out a small giggle at her, “Thank you Mrs-”

“Call me eomma.”

“Thank you eomma.”

She clapped her hands and turned around to glance at the backyard. She looked back at Y/N with an excited look, “Let me introduce you to everyone. Yah, Jin, put those in the kitchen. We’ll pass them out after we introduce your date to everyone.”

Before Jin could say anything, they were out of his sight. He stood there blinking his eyes and sighed, “How the hell can she move that fast?”

Jin took the boxes and placed them on the counter like his mother told him. He glanced outside the window and he couldn’t help a smile appear on his face. Y/N was talking to his father while his mother was taking pictures of her. It was a cute sight to see. Seok Joong and Dawon glanced from their hiding spot and then they glanced at each other. Dawon smiled, “I think it's cute.”

“It’s cute...want to make a bet on them?”

“Of course, love.”

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It’s been two months and Jin was in trouble. He liked Y/N even more, something he didn’t want to happen. He was her boss and this was inappropriate on so many levels. HR would kill him if they found out his feelings. He was having an inner battle, he wanted to date Y/N but he knew it was wrong. He was disappointed with himself because he took his business seriously and he didn’t want it to have a downfall because of his selfishness. It would ruin so many lives.

Jin sat in his car, running his fingers through his hair roughly. He couldn’t let this turn into something more, he was her boss. Also there was no way that Y/N liked him. It wouldn’t make sense. Tonight, Yoongi invited him to a club and he accepted without thinking because he heard that Y/N was going. He was annoyed that he accepted because he needed to stop being around Y/N outside of work but he couldn’t help it. She was just so addicting.

He sighed to himself and got out of his car with confidence. He entered the club and headed up to the VIP room. Hoseok always hooked them up at his clubs and this was no different. He went up the stairs and his eyes landed right on her. She was wearing a glitter bodycon dress with her hair in a ponytail, she looked hot. Jin wiped his hands on his jeans and walked up to them. The first one to notice was Hoseok, “Jin!”

The whole group turned towards them and gave him wide grins, the biggest was Y/N. Hoseok came over and gave him a bro hug, “Sorry I was late.”

“No worries, you're here now.”

He waved at his friends and sat next to Y/N who gave him a smile, “Hey Jinnie.”

“H-Hey Y/N. How long were you here?”

“Only twenty minutes, you're not that late. Want to come with me to get a drink?”

“Umm, I’m actually driving so I’ll just get a red bull or something.”

“No worries, I just wanted lemonade.”

The two left the group and headed downstairs to get their drinks. There was so many people dancing and Jin was sure some of them were fucking on the dance floor. They made their way to the bar and they sat there waiting for their drinks. Jin glanced down at his shoes, not wanting to make eye contact with her, “Jin, are you okay?”

“I’m okay. Just have things on my mind.”

Y/N placed her hand on top of his, causing him to whip his head towards her, “You can always come to me, Jin.”

I can’t tell you why, “Thank you Y/N.”

“Y/N is that you?”

She froze for a second and then she took a look. Jin glanced over her shoulder and saw a tall handsome guy with blonde hair. He was dressed in expensive clothing and it was clear he had an ego, “Hey, Namjoon.”

“I haven’t seen you since-”

“Since you tried taking my money and cheated on me. Yeah, that’s what happens when you're a piece of shit.”

Jin glanced between them with an awkward look. Namjoon let out a deep chuckle and leaned forward towards Y/N, making her lean back into Jin’s chest, “You can’t let that go? It happened years ago, are you that obsessed with me?”

Y/N scoffed at this and she wanted to spit in his face but she held back, “Obsessed? I’m not Eunah.”

“So you remember my wife.”

“You're married? I guess you two truly belonged with each other. Two pieces of shit.”

Jin let out a snicker causing Namjoon to glance at him, “And who's this?”

Without a beat Jin wrapped his arm around Y/N’s waist and brought her closer, “I’m her boyfriend.”

Namjoon scoffed and shook his head, “I doubt it. She can’t get another boyfriend after me.”

“And why is that? Cheater.”

“She was in love with me, there’s no way she could move on.”

Jin wanted to punch him but he ignored that feeling. His hand rested on her hips and spun her around to have her face him. They looked into each other's eyes and the music in the club went silent. It was just them in the room with the lights dimmed. Y/N glanced down at his lips and he did the same, the two knew what they wanted. They slowly leaned in and Jin didn’t know who leaned in first but he didn’t care. Their lips connected and she cupped his cheeks as she turned her head to make the kiss deeper. His hands roamed down her back letting his hands touch her lower back. When they leaned away, they both looked into each other's eyes and she gave him a small smile.

A small cough brought them back and Jin looked at Namjoon with a smug look, “What?”

“That was inappropriate to do in front of someone.”

“Dude, you have a wife. Go to her instead of bothering my girlfriend, you look pathetic.”

Namjoon glared at him and scoffed at them both before leaving. Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled, “Thank you...you know I’ve been waiting for you to kiss me.”

He looked down at her with wide eyes, “Wait what?”

“Yeah, I’ve been waiting for you to kiss me or I don’t know, ask me on another date.”

“Y-Your serious?”

“Very...”

Shit, “Are you saying...that you like me?”

“Yes, Jin. I do like you.”

“I-I...fuck. Y/N we can’t be together.”

Her eyes widened and let go of him by taking a step back, “You're not interested in me?”

“No! I mean no it's not that. I’m very interested in you. The problem is, I’m your boss. It would be bad for the restaurant, bad for business in general.”

“I understand...”

He wanted to grab her hand but he knew he couldn’t after his speech. He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed, “I’m sorry.”

“No, no, don’t be sorry. I understand. HR would hate us. I’m going to head back upstairs, okay.”

Before he could say anything she basically ran from him. He glanced down at the counter and felt worse because she didn’t even take her drink. He cursed under his breath and took a sip of his red bull, “Fuck.”

Jin felt like shit. He felt like fresh dog shit before someone stepped on it. Y/N acted completely professional with him and he hated that. It’s been a couple of days since their talk and things were sad, well for him it was. Y/N was acting the same with everyone else but him. She would become stiff and call him chef or Seokjin, he fucking hated it but this is what had to happened. If he wanted to be selfish, the restaurant could’ve been shut down and everyone working there would struggle.

He was at his office typing away his reports when his door slammed open. He jumped in his seat and glared at the person, “Yoongi, what the hell?”

“I should be the one saying that, chef.”

Yoongi leaned against the door frame and let out a puff of smoke. Jin sighed and looked back at his computer screen, “What do you want and why do you seem angry with me?”

“You broke her heart.”

Jin stiffened at this but it was only for a second. He hoped Yoongi didn’t notice but he knew otherwise. He sighed and looked back at Yoongi, “I can’t go forward with her Yoongi. She’s my worker, it's wrong.”

Yoongi let out another puff of smoke and glared at him, “So, you were just leading her on?”

“NO! I would never do that...I just remember my position in power and how wrong it is. I really do like her Yoongi but it’s wrong.”

Yoongi nodded his head at this and sighed, “So...if she didn't work for you..you would date her?”

“I-I mean that would solve the problem...but yes I would date her. I doubt she would do that, she loves her job here and I’m not going to force her to do that. It’s wrong on my end to expect her to do that.”

“Okay...I’ll see you later.”

Jin blinked his eyes and watched Yoongi leave his office. He stood up from his chair and ran out, “Th-That’s it?”

“Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Jin stood there in confusion and let out a deep sigh when Yoongi closed the front door. Jin rubbed his temples roughly, “Fucking hate my life.”

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It was strange not to see Y/N at work. It felt like something was happening and everyone knew it but Jin. He didn’t want to ask Yoongi where Y/N was because that would be inappropriate especially since he knew his feelings towards her. He continued his routine but he couldn’t help but glance over his shoulder to look at her empty station. Jin was closing the restaurant and was heading to his car when he heard a soft voice. He whipped his head and saw her, “Y/N?”

She smiled and clapped her hands, “Hi Jinnie.”

“Y-Your calling me that again?”

She let out a small laugh and nodded her head, “Of course I am...I can’t call you chef anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t work for you anymore.”

Jin dropped his keys and his bag. He looked at her with wide eyes and mouth, “What are you talking about?”

“I gave my resignation to your brother and it became official today.”

“No, I won’t let this happen. You had a job-”

“Jin, I already started working at this bakery.”

Jin looked at her with shock, “What bakery?”

“Songbird.”

Jin's eyes sparkled and he ran up to her wrapping his arms around her waist, bringing her into a tight hug, “I’m so proud of you. That’s for elites.”

“I guess your girlfriend is elite.”

He backed away and looked at her with hope in his eyes, “You want to be with me still?”

“Of course I do...that’s why I left. I want to start something with you, Jinnie.”

Hearing her say this made Jin snap. He grabbed all the items on the floor and took her wrist. He ran to the restaurant unlocking it with his key and headed towards his office. Y/N let out a small giggle when Jin tossed his stuff on the floor of the kitchen as he kicked his door open. The giggle quickly turned into a whimper as her back hit the back of the door, “Do you really want to be with me?”

“Well, I wouldn’t just leave my job for nothing. I think you should consider yourself lucky.”

“You're lucky you're cute.” He pulled her into him by her hips and bent down to place his forehead against hers, “Would you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes but we should act like we're not dating in front of the guys because I overheard them making a bet on us.”

“Deal.”

He backed her up slowly to his couch until the back of her knees touched the soft fabric. He gently laid her down on the couch and he was glad he bought that extra large couch now. He hovered over her and smiled, “My girlfriend.”

He stared down at her with his dark brown eyes as she looked at him with a smile. He brought his hand up to gently cradle her face and Y/N gently nuzzled her head into his hand. He bent down and gave her that long awaited kiss. He moved down to her neck and gently nipped at her skin, leaving little marks. Her hands went straight to his broad shoulders, gripping on them like her life depended on it, “Can I take this off?”

“Might as well, I have nothing else to do.” He let out a small chuckle and threw the shirt across the room. His hands went down her skirt and looked up at her, waiting for permission. She smiled at this and sat up to palace a kiss on his forehead, “Yes, Jin. I really want to fuck you.”

He tossed the skirt somewhere and looked at her with a soft look, “You're so beautiful.”

His fingers barely touched the laced bra and she felt herself getting flustered. He leaned forward, pushing them both onto the couch. He placed kisses on her breasts and lightly licked her nipple through the fabric. She let out a small moan and gripped his hair gently. His fingertips touched her covered clit and she let out a small whimper, “Does that feel good?”

He pressed a little harder and she closed her eyes at the feeling, “Y-Yes.”

His large hands guided her underwear down her legs as she felt the cold air hit her skin. He kissed the inside of her thigh and up to her core before pressing his fingers on the outside of her pussy. He entered two fingers into her entrance and she let out a small whimper. He glanced up to her making sure she was okay and she gave him a sheepish look, “I-It’s been awhile.”

“Sorry I’ll be gentle.”

“No, just be yourself right now. You can be gentle another time.”

He nodded his head and started thrusting his fingers. She gripped the soft fabric as he continued his speed, “You look really hot, Y/N.”

He rubbed his thumb on her clit, pushing her to the edge but right before she could come, he moved his hand away. She let out a frustrated sigh and looked down at him, “You can’t play like that.”

“Sorry I just want to feel you around me.”

He stood up and took off his shirt and Y/N tilted her head at his body. She wasn’t expecting him to be so fit, I mean she shouldn’t be shocked she loved looking at his arms. He looked back at her with a smudged look, “You like what you see?”

“I do, I’m mad that you’ve been hiding this from me. You're sexy.” His face turned red and looked away from her, causing her to laugh. He took off his pants and underwear as Y/N watched with a small smirk on her face. She glanced down at his member and let out a low whistle, “Nice.”

“Yah! Don’t do that!”

He bent down kissing her again and at the same time unhooking her bra. He tossed the bra on top of his pants and spread her legs for him, “You know...You look hot like this.”

“Like what?”

“Under me.”

“That's good because I’m going to be under you a lot.” He rolled his eyes and lowered himself to give her small kisses on her neck. She rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him in, chest to chest. He felt how wet she was and let out a low goan as she rubbed his erection between herself, “Hurry up, chef.”

He entered her slowly, not wanting to hurt her. She threw her head back a bit and gripped his shoulders when he finally bottomed out, “You okay, Y/N.”

“Yeah...you're lucky I have that IUD.”

“Oh shit. I’m sorry Y/N-”

“Hey, just fuck me.”

Jin kissed her jawline and let out a groan when he started to thrusting. She closed her eyes as the pleasure took over, “Fuck, you’re so big.”

He thrusted in and out faster making her clench around him. She moved her head and gave him a deep kiss as she moaned into his mouth. He hovered over her and looked down to see her thighs jiggle around him and the sweat forming on her body. He looked back up and his hand traveled up her neck. His fingers went around her neck and he applied a light pressure. He continued to fuck her with the light pressure around her neck, “Fuck I’m almost there.”

“J-Jin, m-me too...”

She let out a loud cry as she came around him and feeling her walls clench around him caused him to come as well. He collapsed onto top of her as he kissed the side of her neck. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Jin let out a small chuckle, “Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck is right.”

He looked up at her and kissed the tip of her nose as she let out a small laugh, “My girlfriend.”

“My boyfriend~.”

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 83- I Need You On This

Chapter Summary: BTS rent out a movie theater to watch Captain America Civil War. Jennie's dream which she had been talking about for years finally comes true. Jen has the honor to film with Yoon Mirae for the first episode of Celebrity Womance. Jennie and Jungkook spend time with his family. Jennie supports AGUST D's mixtape

Words: 9,000+

Author's Note: Bon Voyage Season 1 is next after this chapter! Also, don't panic, things will be fine :)

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The following morning, Jen received a phone call from one of her sisters while she was gaming with Jungkook.

"Awesome! Thank you, we'll be there! I'll make sure of it! I have been waiting to see this movie!" Jennie happily got off the phone and turned to Jungkook excitedly as he chilled on the bed. "Oppa, let's watch Civil War, today! My sister's friend hooked us all up for a rented movie theater to watch the movie, today! We'll be alone with no one to bother us!"

Jungkook's ears perked up and he quickly turned to her, Jungshooked.

She finally said it...

Jennie realized what she had just said as her entire face flushed. It just slipped out, she meant to say his name but it just flowed naturally to call him that despite her not being a fan of saying the word often.

"Did you..." he trailed off as a huge smile came across his face. He stood up and walked over to her. "Did you say what I think you just said?"

Smiling softly, she nodded. "Yes, I did."

"Can you say it, again?"

"Oppa, let's watch civil war, today."

Jungkook immediately wrapped his arms around her and gently lifted her off her feet as she laughed. "Okay, Jagi. Let's watch Civil War, today!"

"I'll tell the others," she said after getting set down.

"Am I the first guy you said oppa to?"

She pondered for a moment. "As a matter of fact...yes, you are the first guy."

Jungkook smiled triumphantly, already planning to brag to his hyungs. "Good."

At the theatre, JenKook wore Marvel shirts for the special occasion and sat in the back while the rest of Bangtan sat further down, scattered around. Her sisters sat near the members.

"I hope y'all won't be doing anything dirty back there!" Vienna teased the couple.

"Hush and watch the movie!" Alani replied.

"Would y'all be quiet!?" Jen shouted as the previews finished.

As they watched Captain America Civil War, JenKook freaked out and spoke during the movie which amused the members.

"Look at this, look at this! Look at this perfection! Iron Man wishes he could do this!" Jen said as Captain America was shown fighting at the beginning of the movie.

During the scene where Tony gives the students a grant, Jungkook goes on to brag about Iron Man, "Captain America wishes he could give students a grant like Tony,"

"Oh shut up," she rolled her eyes.

"Be jealous~!" he teased.

The rest of the members laughed at the debate JenKook had rows behind them including her laughing at Tony getting beaten up and hit by cars.

"That wasn't funny!" Jungkook huffed.

"Yes, it was,"

The scene with Steve and Bucky talking about whether Bucky was worth it made Jennie tear up.

"You see the mess he made!? All of them are in cells! Captain America is better." Jen debated with him later on in the movie.

"They brought this on themselves,"

"How!?"

"Would you guys be quiet!?" Jin shouted.

"We knew this was going to happen," Namjoon laughed.

During the plot twist of Bucky being the one to kill Tony's parents, Jennie and Jungkook were shooked.

"No..." she covered her mouth.

"I hate him, I hope he dies," Jungkook furiously stared at the scene.

"No! I don't want Bucky to die-"

"He killed Iron Man's parents!"

"He was brainwashed! It wasn't him!"

"I don't care!"

"Well, I care!"

The final fight scene between Bucky and Captain America going after Tony got them hyped as they both cheered on their favorite superheroes.

A scream left Jen's lips when Bucky's arm was destroyed by Tony.

"NO! WHY!?" she yelled.

"NO!" Jungkook yelled in horror when Cap hit his shield in Tony's heart.

Jen covered her mouth again and started tearing up at the defeated Iron Man. He really got hit in the arc reactor.

"Jungkook..." she murmured, not knowing what to say.

"Do you see the destruction your Captain America has done!? He ruined everything!" he angrily said.

"Hey! Don't blame him! He was protecting his friend!" she snapped at him.

"People are hurt! He almost killed Tony! That's unforgivable!"

"Tony tried to kill Bucky! He blew out his arm!"

"He deserved it!"

"No, the hell he didn't! He's a changed man!"

"A-are they actually angry with each other? Are they really fighting?" Jin asked with concern.

"Nah, they do this all the time when they watch Marvel movies," Taehyung answered, calmly.

"Yeah, they're just bonding, no need to worry," Jimin reassured with a chuckle.

Near the end, Jennie laughed at Stan Lee's cameo, calling Tony, Tony Stank.

"Ha! I told you it was true! Tony Stank for the win!" she laughed.

"At least Tony is richer than everyone," Jungkook quipped.

"Oh ho ho...no the hell he ain't! Black Panther is richer! Um, hello he is a whole prince. He has almost 100 trillion! Don't get me started on my brothers,"

"Blah, blah, blah,"

After the movie finished, Jennie sighed in contentment. "Gosh, I hope they have a Black Panther movie soon! Like that'll be so lit. I can only imagine how awesome it'll be. What I wouldn't give to be a part of a Marvel movie. That would be a dream. Even if it's just a song or something or a small role, I don't even care,"

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After the movie, Bangtan went shopping at the mall. When splitting up into groups at the mall, the members found their way back to each other after shopping at Forever 21. Everyone but Jennie had bought some things because all she was looking for was a certain brand of perfume that she could not find anywhere. That was until she finally spotted Victoria's Secret.

"Oh my gosh, finally! I gotta get something real quick!" she eagerly rushed in, surprising the guys with her enthusiasm. "Man, oh man, I hope they have it."

"Jennie...what are you planning on getting from here?" Jin's heart dropped as he walked into the store with fear, quickly following her.

"I think we all know exactly what she is going to buy from here." Hobi chuckled with Yoongi.

"Hey, hey, Jungkookie, do you think Jennie is going to buy something to wear for you?" Jimin teased, wrapping an arm around him as they walked deeper into the store.

'I-is she going to get some lingerie now? I-in front of the Hyungs? Is she ready for THAT??' Jungkook thought with wonder and astonishment as he began to blush.

Did she want to do THAT already?

His imagination was already beginning to wander...

Did she want him to go crazy?

Why couldn't she do this when they were alone? Not with the rest of the guys around them.

Jungkook's thoughts were interrupted by a large pat on the back by Namjoon. "I'm surprised she would be this bold. Don't you want to help her pick something out? We can wait out here."

Before Jungkook could answer, he peeped Jennie walking past all the underwear.

'Wait...why is she walking past the lingerie? Even the red underwear?? No...no, no, why?' Jungkook thought.

"Finally!" she happily announced and grabbed a few bottles of the perfume she wanted. "I have been trying to find these everywhere!"

Namjoon let out a laugh, looking stunned. "W-wow...perfume. Would you look at that? She came here for perfume."

Jin sighed out of relief. "I'm glad it was just that!"

"Yeah, of course. What did you think I was gonna get in here?" Jen stared at him like it was the most obvious thing she would get in the store.

Meanwhile, disappointment was clearly shown on Jungkook's face while the rest of the members felt salty that what she bought wasn't what they were expecting.

"Darn...I really thought she was going to get a set for Jungkook." Hobi whined.

"Bet the kid is upset, right about now," Yoongi added.

"Aw...tough luck, Jungkookie." Jimin giggled with Taehyung.

Back at the hotel, Jungkook decided to speak up about it and ask her about the stunt she pulled at Victoria's Secret.

"S-so you weren't planning on getting anything else?" he asked.

"Nope, just the perfume. Why?" she watched him as he averted his eyes.

She then realized what he had meant and felt her face heat up. "O-oh." she nervously laughed. "Well...the stuff in that store is not even what I would want to wear for you when I'm ready for that."

That sparked his interest as his ears perked up. "Well, what do you want to wear?"

"I guess you'll have to wait and find out one day." she teased, grabbing the controller to finish her game.

"When can I find out?" he eagerly asked.

"Shh."

"Can I at least know the color?"

"Shh."

"Can it be red?"

"Shh!"

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The next morning, all packed and ready to leave America, Jennie met with the rest of the members on the first floor.

"Jen," Diana, her manager called out.

"Yeah?" she turned to face her.

"You won't be going back to Korea just yet,"

That caused Jennie to furrow her brows. What did she mean? She was planning to go back with the members so what could possibly be left on her schedule? It made her nervous but decided to stay positive about it.

"Okaaaay. What else is on my schedule?"

"Last minute meeting Bang PD and I scheduled with some important people that want to meet you. Come on. They're waiting for us,"

Important people? Meeting? That she and Bang PD scheduled? What was going on?

After telling the members she'd be staying a while longer in America and saying her goodbyes, she went to follow Diana in a car that took them to the location of the meeting.

"You keep looking at me. What is going on?" Jen asked after she caught Diana staring at her longer than usual.

"It's nothing. Just relax. The meeting shouldn't take that long, anyway." she replied, trying to change the subject.

"Who am I meeting anyway?"

"You'll see when we get there,"

After arriving at the location, Diana escorted her to a meeting room to see two caucasian people. A man and woman in suits with welcoming smiles.

"Ah, Jennifer Walker. It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person," the man spoke first shaking her hand.

"Hi, nice to meet you as well," she politely replied.

The two introduced themselves and informed her that they were looking for potential musical artists to endorse Macy's. The idea did interest Jen as she thought it would be a good opportunity since she already endorsed Puma with BTS.

"Any brands you enjoy wearing?" she was asked.

"Nike!" she beamed. "That's my all-time favorite brand,"

"Nike? Why that brand?"

"Oh, a lot of things. I have a whole collection of Nike sneakers. I just love everything about it. Their style, their clothes. It makes me feel empowered as weird as it sounds. Let me show you the collection of sneakers I have," she took out her phone, showing them the large collection of shoes.

Diana refrained from laughing while the two others looked impressed and pleased to see her so passionate about a brand like this. The exact passion they want to endorse a brand.

Jennie rambled on and on about Nike as she showed tons of photos and stories about wearing the brand.

"...and these are the sneakers I wore on the night I debuted with BTS," she rambled on.

"If you wanted to create something, what would you want?" she was also asked.

"I'd love to create a whole line of Nike shoes for dance and Nike dance clothes. Sneakers, ballet shoes, everything Nike dance shoe related. Comfortable and cute clothes to dance in for Nike. I strongly believe dancing is a sport and I feel like dancing should have some representation. It would be a dream to create something like that for Nike one day."

"Hm...I see," the lady nodded and looked over at her partner.

The man took out a folder and placed it on the table with a smile, "Well, Nike would love to see this vision come true,"

It took a few seconds for his words to register in her brain as Jen stared at them in astonishment. Her heart dropped and her mouth went dry as words couldn't form in her head.

Did he just say Nike wanted to see her vision come true?

Diana couldn't help but laugh and had to be the one to open the folder to reveal the Nike Endorsement contract waiting to be signed.

"We've had our eye on you for quite a while Miss Walker. Your passion for our brand is infectious. We would love to have you on board and put your vision into action."

"I had to talk to them to try to make something up. I didn't want them to go straight in and say they were from Nike," Diana giggled and turned to Jennie. "Wow, the look on your face. Are you going to say anything? I'm sorry, she's still trying to process all of this,"

"We understand. We've watched all those videos of her talking about Nike. We heard her passion loud and clear," the woman replied with a giggle.

Nothing came out of Jennie but tears as her chest felt heavy. Looking down at her lap, her sight was blurred with tears.

Was this another dream about Nike? It wasn't like the others.

"Y-you want me? To endorse Nike? You really want me?" she managed to speak, looking back up at them after wiping her tears with her sleeved arm.

"We've wanted you for quite a while now. We're pleased we were able to get to you due to your busy schedule. When we heard about Adidas wanting you, we were a bit worried that you would join them." they told her.

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, Jen turned to Diana.

"I already looked over the contract. Bang PD discussed it with me as well. This is what you always wanted, although Puma will have to go away,"

Jen understood about Puma and was prepared for it as she tried to process that a contract from Nike was waiting for her.

"Will you do it?" Jen was asked.

Looking up at the Nike representatives, she smiled happily with tearful eyes, opening up a pen.

"Yes! Heck yeah, I will!" she answered proudly, signing her signature.

Diana could feel herself getting emotional as she watched Jennie sign the contract. She was so proud of her having this moment.

"Great! We will keep in touch, Ms. Walker. We are looking forward to working on this vision of yours,"

"Thank you so much! Thank you! You have no idea how much this means to me! Thank you for giving me a chance! Thank you for noticing me! Thank you for everything!" Jennie rambled on about her gratitude for this blessing.

After they left, Jen hugged Diana as more tears escaped.

"Thank you so much!"

"I got you. Always remember that. You deserve it," Diana beamed.

Pulling away, she took out her phone, still shaking from what just happened, "I-I gotta call my parents," she said, calling her mom up.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" her mom asked on the line.

"Are you all right?" her dad asked.

"I'm crying because I'm happy," Jen sniffed.

"What happened?"

"I got it..."

"Got what?" her dad asked.

"An endorsement deal with Nike."

"Aw, baby I'm so proud of you! I told you, prayer is a powerful thing!"

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After returning to Seoul from her meeting with Nike, Jennie still felt her body shaking from the news that Nike wanted HER. She was about to endorse the company that she dreamed of endorsing for many years. She couldn't wait to tell the guys.

"I'm finally back!" she announced, shutting the front door.

When she turned around, the lights went on and she was welcomed with loud cheers. She looked around in wonder, genuinely surprised as she saw a large banner that said 'Congrats on the Nike Endorsement' with various balloons and confetti around the room.

There were the boys who were patiently waiting for her arrival as they had bright smiles on their faces.

"No, you didn't," she covered her mouth as a smile grew on her face.

"Congrats Ennie!" V ran up to her, scooping her up in a hug.

"She's finally endorsing Nike!" J-Hope yelled proudly, jumping up and down

"A dream come true~! Jennie and Nike 2K16!" Jungkook shouted happily.

"I knew you were going to get it one of these days! I'm glad you remained patient," Namjoon praised.

"Nike X Jennie! Finally~!" Jimin yelled

"Wow, I feel like a proud father," Jin rambled, "I can't wait to ask my friends, is your daughter cool enough to get an endorsement from Nike? No? Well, my precious Jennie scored one and is going to break barriers with it!"

"We're proud of you smartie," Yoongi praised. "You deserve this. We're glad you went with your heart,"

"I wish we could have seen the look on her face when she found out," Hobi laughed with Namjoon and Jimin at the thought.

After being set down, she walked further into the room to see pizza and plates waiting at the table, along with a large cake that said congrats on the Nike endorsement.

It took her a moment to realize that they all knew that she was going to get it.

"Wait...you guys knew?!" she asked, taken aback. "That I was going to get it!? And you didn't drop any hints!?"

"Of course not! That eliminates the element of surprise," Jungkook giggled.

"Guys..." she said as she looked at them with tears falling down her cheeks.

"Aw, she's crying! I told you she was going to cry!" J-Hope laughed and pulled her in for a hug.

The rest of the guys joined in, saying that it was all right. After pulling herself together, she smiled and thanked them for supporting her.

"Wow, Nike really has you now. How did the meeting go?" Jimin asked.

"I was nervous, I didn't know what I was getting myself into," she said and explained to them what happened.

In response, they teased her for her reaction.

"Finally that company opened their eyes to see a gem they have for an endorsement. They're going to be happy they chose you," Yoongi said confidently.

"If you need us to model for your brand or anything, let us know," V added.

"Free promo," Namjoon grinned

"Thanks, guys. Really. This is just so surreal. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. Frickin' Nike...and Jennie of BTS. Bangtan is moving forward. V and his drama, our comeback we're working on. K-Con headliners, Yoongi's mixtape. I feel like as we progress, we're only going to be chasing more bags and success. Let's keep working hard," she high fived all of them as they cheered.

"That's the energy to have! How soon can you start designing what you want to do?" Jin asked as they all sat at the table.

"For now, they'll be in touch with me," she answered.

"Wait until ARMY finds out. They'll be ecstatic," V said.

"Are you going to tell them soon or wait a bit?" Jungkook asked.

"I want to wait a bit. Let it be a huge surprise when I announce it," she replied.

"Cool. Now dig in!" Jimin laughed and pushed her face into the cake with Jin.

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As a few weeks went by, Bangtan was back in America for LA's K-Con. The group went through a series of interviews to promote it. News about Suga's mixtape that he was working on had got out and he expressed his enthusiasm that Armies were excited about it.

"Jennifer has been the biggest supporter out of my journey working on the mixtape," Suga announced proudly as she looked at him in shock. "I would find her trying to peek in my studio to see if I'm working on it. I am happy to have a strong support system for my music. ARMY, I hope you like the finished product,"

She didn't expect him to acknowledge that and it made her feel good. The huge smile on her face did not go unnoticed by viewers and the members as Suga glanced over at her to give her a soft smile.

Fans commented on the YoonJen moment and expressed their excitement for his mixtape:

'Awww YoonJen!'

'Keep in mind Yoongi said, Jennifer. Not smartie. You know he serious af about her being supportive of him! I'm soft!'

'My heart! I can't wait for him to release it!'

After the interview, Jennie went out to roam around K-Con with Sejin and a bodyguard with her. She came across fans performing dance covers of BTS songs. It appeared to be a local dance group and she watched as they performed fire. What took her by surprise was the black male dancer performing her part.

'Wow!' she thought, mesmerized as he nailed her mannerisms. It was like she was looking at herself perform.

"Yasssss!" she shouted, which caught the attention of fans who began to scream. "Y'all killing it!"

A large portion of fans tried to get her attention for photos and autographs but she kindly told them that she wanted to watch the rest of the performance before any interaction. They respected it and watched as she happily danced to the beat of fire, enjoying the performance.

After the group finished, Jennie approached them and clapped.

"That was amazing! You guys killed it!"

"Oh my gosh, thank you! We can't believe you came out here!" one of the dancers said.

"I'm still a K-Pop fan at heart. I just wanted to drop in and say hey. How long have you been in a group? The synchronization was extremely good,"

"That means the world to us coming from you. We wanted to do it justice. We've been performing since 2014!"

"Wow, keep dancing, please! Don't ever stop. All of you are gifted,"

As more fans gathered around, she tried to take as many selfies as she could.

"Jennie! What do you think of NCT?" a fan asked.

"I tweeted about them! They are lit! Sooo many members. Firetruck is a bop," she beamed.

"Do you have a bias?"

"Not yet! Hard to choose,"

"I love you and Alex Reid. Have you met Alex yet?"

This had been a common question. Unfortunately, she still hasn't met the girl but eagerly wants to. Someone to relate to in this industry.

"Sadly no. But I really want to! I hope we can meet up one of these days,"

After going backstage, Jen felt like she could breathe easier since Bangtan wasn't until the end of the show. She spent time with Ailee and watched backstage as she performed. She had some mic trouble but she nailed the performance without music as the queen that she was. Her A cappella was on point and it blew her away.

"Jen!"

Her name was called out and she turned around to see Zico waving and walking over to her with Dean.

"Zico! Long time no see! How are you?" she pulled him in for a hug.

"Doing good. How you been?"

"Everything has just been blessings upon blessings. I got my Nike endorsement!"

"No way, you finally got it?! About time! They have a gem on their hands! I can't wait to see what you create with them!"

"Aw thank you!" she turned to Dean. "Hi! I'm Jennie! It's so nice to finally meet you, Dean! Your music is so dope. I love your sound,"

Dean was pleased to hear how much she praised his music and thanked her.

"Your vocals are like so soothing and I admire your work. I hope you get a ton of awards for your EP," she added.

"Thank you, Jennie. How does it feel headlining K-Con with BTS?" Dean asked with a smile.

"Surreal. I am so grateful,"

After talking with them, she stayed in BTS' dressing room.

"Hello! Is Jennie Unnie here?" a female voice asked.

Jennie turned around, pausing her conversation with Jimin to see the IOI members walking in.

"Ah! There she is!" the voice belonged to Somi.

All the members of IOI had walked in with bright smiles, dressed in their outfits to perform.

"Oh my gosh, hi!" Jennie rushed up to them.

She hadn't seen them in a while but watched closely at the survival show's results and their journey as a group.

Sohye with a cute smile presented the large basket to her. "This is on behalf of us,"

"F-for me? Oh my gosh, thank you," she graciously accepted it and placed it on the table.

"A thank you for supporting us," Pinky added.

When Jennie opened it, she squealed in glee when she saw it was filled with packs of smarties. Her happy sound effect made the girls giggle, proud that she liked the gift. Meanwhile, Bangtan watched with amusement.

'You're becoming a great role model, Jennie,' Namjoon thought as he watched IOI look up at her in admiration.

"My smarties! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she went on to hug all of them. "How does it feel to be a group? Hard work paid off, huh? I see bright futures for all of you,"

"Yeah, we love it. It's so exciting to be here, too," Chungha answered.

"I'm glad. Make the most of everything. And if you need anything, I'm here for you,"

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Back in Korea, with the short amount of free time that they had, Jungkook wanted Jennie to join him to eat with his family. He thought it was the perfect time to tell them that they were dating, too. There was no doubt in his mind that they were going to be thrilled.

Once they made it to his parents' house, Jungkook turned to her with a smile.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Butterflies are increasing as we get closer to the door," she admitted and took a deep breath.

"You'll be fine. I have a strong feeling they're going to be pretty excited to hear the good news," he grinned at her, making her mellow out.

Suddenly the door opened to reveal his mom smiling brightly at them.

"Jungkook! You're here!" she pulled him in for a hug. "Look at you. Are you eating well?" she pulled away.

"Always, Mom,"

"Good," she turned to Jennie as her smile got wider. "Jennie! I'm so happy you can join us!"

"Hi, Mrs. Jeon. Thank you for having me. This is for you and your husband," she presented her with a gift basket she created for them.

"Oh, thank you very much. Come on. Both of you. Your father and brother are in the backyard, Jungkook,"

"Okay," he responded and let Jennie walk in first. He followed her inside and closed the door.

'You okay while I go to the backyard?' he gave her a look, initiating a brief nonverbal conversation.

'Yes, go on ahead.' she nodded and returned the smile that he gave her.

As she watched him leave, Jennie turned her attention to his mom placing the basket on a table.

"I've been so excited to see you again!" she heard his mom say.

She has?

"Really? That means a lot, thank you!"

"Jungkook can never stop talking about you. It made me miss you more than I already have,"

"He talks about me a lot to you?" she chuckled softly, feeling her heart soar as she heard about her missing her.

"Oh, all the time. It was the cutest thing. Since you came along, I have seen a positive difference in his character. I'm not sure what is going on but whatever it is, I hope it continues,"

'Wow, all from us dating?' Jen thought optimistically.

A lot of people have been saying this to her lately. That Jungkook had been more lively and open. Was it really because of her?

"I hope so too," she smiled. "May I assist you?"

His mother looked at her with appreciation as she was preparing to finish up dinner. "Yes, I would love that. Please set up the table,"

"You got it,"

After finishing it up, she helped his mom put the food on the table.

"Jennie is here," she heard Jungkook as he walked inside with his brother and father.

"I'm glad that I finally get to meet her. You talk about her so much, it made me anticipate her arrival even more," his brother, Jung-hyun said to him.

"Hi! It's nice to finally meet you, Jung-hyun," Jennie greeted kindly.

"Likewise. It's nice to meet the 'most precious person' to my brother,"

That made her face heat up while he giggled at her and his brother's flustered reaction. He could easily tell something was going on and was happy his little brother found a significant other. He approved of Jennie right away just from Jungkook chatting about her and showing their photos over their years in Bangtan.

"H-hey! Cut it out!" Jungkook smacked his brother's arm for putting him on blast like that.

His face turned slightly pink as he planned his revenge.

"Jennie! It's good to see you again, how are you doing?" his father asked.

"Very well! I'm happy to be here, Mr. Jeon,"

As they sat down for dinner, Jen sat next to Jungkook while they were across from his parents and brother.

"Jung-hyun, Jungkook showed me some of your art. It's amazing. You know my sister Alani likes to create DIY items,"

"Oh really? Cool. Thank you. I'd like to see them sometime," he grinned.

"She has an Instagram about it. I'll show you later,"

"How many siblings do you have?"

"Just two! Both sisters. Alani and Vienna. Alani is into communications and Vienna is starting to lean more into acting. Lately, she's been wanting to get into Broadway and been auditioning quite a bit,"

After more small talk, Jennie felt comfortable and relaxed further. Jungkook noticed and was happy that his family warmed up to her so easily.

"Are your sisters gamers, too?" his brother asked.

"Not as much as me. I'm more of the gamer out of the three of us,"

"She sucks at Overwatch," Jungkook laughed. "She died as soon as the match began. I wish we recorded it for our channel. It was hilarious,"

'Wooooow. Roasting me in front of your family?' Jennie thought, amused as her nervousness melted away completely.

"Hey, I'm still learning. And you show no mercy in these games. Whenever we play against each other you don't give me a chance to try to hit you," she pointed out.

"Of course not, I want to win," he teased.

"I think you should at least go easy on me so I can learn and then go full out,"

His parents watched them cutely bicker about video games and gave each other knowing looks. She definitely fitted right in. Her genuine smile towards their son was another significant factor. And how she praised him throughout the entire dinner touched their hearts.

"You game as often as Jungkook?" his dad smiled.

"All the time. You should watch our channel sometime. It's really funny," she grinned.

"She gets competitive a lot, Dad," Jungkook laughed. "Just like me. There are games that she's better at and tries to teach me,"

"Well just know that I will be rooting for you, Jennie," his father promised her.

"Dad, you're not going to be cheering me on?" Jungkook looked offended, while his girlfriend and mother giggled.

"It's nice to see you get beat once in a while in games,"

"Jennie, how is your family doing?" his mom asked her.

"Really well. There hasn't been much going on at home. Just working and enjoying summer,"

"One day it would be nice to meet them and have dinner together," his dad suggested.

That made her get butterflies in her stomach as she appeared Jenshooked. Was it obvious that she and Jungkook were dating because throughout this entire meal, they'd been talking a lot about the future and how Jungkook had changed happily because of her.

"Dinner with you and her family?" Jungkook looked Jungshooked for a moment.

"Of course! We're eager to meet your girlfriend's family!" his dad blurted out with a large smile.

"Dad..." Jung-hyun groaned. "We were waiting for them to announce it themselves,"

"Surprise ruined," his mom sighed.

His dad laughed nervously. "Whoops. Sorry. I mean look at them. Adorable. They've been holding hands under the table the entire meal. I had to say something,"

Jungkook and Jennie looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. Jennie had nothing to worry about. Things were just fine.

"Wow, was it that obvious?" Jungkook smiled bashfully.

"Your body language, little brother," Jung-hyun pointed out. "And your lingering gaze towards her. It's cute,"

"Ah..." Jungkook looked down, feeling his face heat up.

Meanwhile, Jennie felt happier than ever at how excited they were to see them dating.

"How long have you two been together?" his mom asked.

"Since January. He's so good to me," she answered sweetly.

"Ah, beautiful. I for one am very happy to see my son with someone that brings out the best in him. You are a wonderful, sweet girl. I fully support this,"

That made Jennie tear up and blink the happy tears away. Wow. They approved. All of them.

After they finished eating, his mom came out with a small cake. It was mouthwatering as Jen devoured it. After eating a second slice, Jennie asked if she could learn how to make it. The surprised expression on Jungkook's mom's face made her smile as she agreed and asked if Jen could teach her the recipe for the baked goods she baked for them a while back.

"I just wanted to say thank you for welcoming me with open arms and for your hospitality," Jen smiled.

"Of course. I'm so happy it worked out between you two. We are looking forward to having you over again soon when your schedules allow it," his father grinned.

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As summer went on for BTS, Jennie, and Jungkook were invited to film a variety show. With Jungkook, he was on Celebrity Bromance and paired up with Shinhwa's Minwoo. They spent the entire day together and even rock climbed as Jungkook began to feel more comfortable and open around him as the day went on.

After the cameras were off them for a brief period, Minwoo asked if there was any special young lady that caught his eye. His question earned an immediate smile from the Golden Maknae as he thought about Jennie.

"That's the smile of a man in love," Minwoo said with a light chuckle while noticing how his eyes shined brightly. "She must be exceptional,"

"She is. I kind of think of us as soulmates," Jungkook smiled shyly as a blush grew on his cheeks. Taking out his phone, he showed him a photo of them together, "This is my girlfriend. Her name is Jennie,"

"Wow, she's beautiful. You two are in the same group, too. Bangtan is very protective of her, I'm sure?"

"Absolutely. She is very precious to us,"

"Good. I bet she has quite the admirers. How did you two start dating?"

"She does. I wanted her so I was persistent for her to be my girlfriend. I made the first move to express my feelings and kissed her before her flight back home to America. Ah...I felt like my mom because she made the first move and went after my dad," he laughed with him. "She's the best...I'm very happy with her,"

"Treasure every day of your beautiful relationship. And don't let anyone, not even the media ruin what you have,"

"I will treasure it. Every day,"

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Meanwhile, when it came to Jennie, she starred in a new show called Celebrity Womance. A spinoff of Celebrity Bromance. Jen was honored to be in the first episode of this new show. She decided to meet the woman she was paired up with at a bubble tea shop, ordering tea for both of them.

"I am excited that they asked me to be a part of the first episode of Celebrity Womance. There's already a bromance version of it so it'll be fun to see who I am going to be paired up with. I have no clue who it might be," Jennie said on camera for a brief interview with the staff of the show.

She then went to sit back at her seat in the café to wait for the woman.

"I'm a little nervous..." she murmured and contemplated chewing a piece of gum to relax.

But then chose to sip on her milk bubble tea instead, chewing on the bubbles that came up through the straw.

'Someone Appeared!'

Jennie turned in the direction of the door opening to see Yoon Mirae walking in with a bright smile.

"Hello!" Yoon Mirae greeted with a wave.

"Holy crap," Jennie blurted out in English under her breath as she stared at her, bewildered.

She covered her mouth and felt embarrassed at the sudden statement while Yoon Mirae giggled.

She stood up and bowed at the highly respected artist, "H-hi! Oh my gosh, it's an honor to meet you! My name is Jennie!"

"Nice to meet you, I'm Yoon Mirae. You can call me Natasha Unnie,"

'Unnie already?! Whoa!' Jennie thought in amazement.

"Wow. I...wow. I was not expecting this. You worked with my leader and now I'm sitting with you today,"

The show showed a montage about Yoon Mirae and said that she is one of the most highly respected artists. To Jennie, it was a dream come true.

"I've been watching you," Yoon Mirae smiled.

"You have?"

"You've caused quite a stir when BTS was announced. A black girl in the group. I bet you had to deal with a lot of negativity,"

"Yes. I don't even know where to start. It was ridiculous,"

"What has it been like for you as a black woman here?"

"When I first started, they tried to make me look paler. The makeup they would use would be lighter. It was embarrassing and so disrespectful because I was like hey, this is not my shade. Why do you have to try to make me look lighter? There is nothing wrong with my skin. I had to start talking with the stylists and educate them. I remember some started reading articles and watching YouTube videos on how to style my hair,"

"Have they stopped making you look pale?"

"Yes, thankfully. It took a little while but now my makeup looks more like it should for my skin. And before that, I started bringing my makeup and gave it to them to use instead. When I first started in BTS they always seemed to prioritize the boys and their make up but when it came to me, not so much. I'm happy to see the growth in my hair and makeup being a priority in BTS. You've been bullied a lot too, haven't you?"

"Yes, I have. Growing up I experienced a lot of racism and bullying. When my dad was in the army, we moved a lot when I was young. People would tell my dad that he was a sell-out because he married a Korean woman, why marry a Korean,"

Jennie frowned at that and shook her head. "I get so frustrated with that. If you love someone, you love someone. Whatever race you are or what you're into. I don't like it when people judge who you're dating, especially if they're biased towards people dating within their race. There is nothing wrong with interracial dating and I'm a full supporter of that,"

The two shared a long conversation about their time living in America and then coming to Korea. Jennie was amazed by her story. The fact that she had to deal with so much as a mixed woman and how traumatizing it was for her devastated Jennie.

When asked about the pressure of being the black girl in BTS, Jen broke down.

"Sorry," she tried to laugh away her pain but the tears were too much to stop as they ran down her face. "I'll admit it's been extremely hard over the years. All those hate comments, it was so hurtful to see them coming from the fans that were supposed to be supporting the group. All members of the group. I thought I would be protected by them, y'know? From all the rest of those hating on me. They would defend the rest of the members from the hate but when it came to me, I was just an afterthought. I'm just as important as the rest of the guys. I work just as hard as them and I love our fans just as much as them,"

Yoon Mirae reached out to hold her hand, listening to her as she expressed herself.

"Sometimes it can be overwhelming. And I used to feel like a burden being the only girl in the group. So many high expectations, being an African American in this country, people wonder if you can keep up with the guys, making sure the company is impressed with your work and doesn't think you're slowing down. It's something that was always on my mind," she went on.

"And you're still here. Still strong and performing," Yoon Mirae smiled. "I was happy to see you in BTS. And I was worried about the negative feedback you would get. But you've overcome a lot and you are still standing. You should be proud of that. And what I've dealt with as a kid made me stronger too,"

"Thank you. It definitely has. Things have been much better now. A lot of positives outweighed the negatives. And your music helped me a lot. I love your song Black Happiness. You are such an inspiration and I do hope I can become a well respected and influential artist. To have people look up to me and be a positive role model as a member of BTS is a big dream of mine,"

"I would say that you already are. Keep doing what you are doing, Jennie. Keep singing and working hard. You're a bigger inspiration to others than you think,"

After drinking bubble tea, the two decided to spend the day roller skating. There were a lot of laughs between them as they got to know each other. Both fell quite a few times and helped each other up. After skating, they ate at a booth by the roller rink.

"Do you have a significant other?" Yoon Mirae asked after the crew took a break from filming.

A bright smile came across Jen's face as she thought about Jungkook.

She nodded happily, "I do! I'm happily dating Jungkook. We've been dating since early January,"

"Ah, your group member? That's cute. Who liked who first?"

"Well, he," she chuckled, "He did. He liked me for a long time and we became best friends. One night he confessed and kissed me hours before my flight back to America,"

"Wow, how bold,"

"Very. But I'm glad he did because it made me realize how strong my feelings were for him. And even if we weren't dating, we would always be best friends. I'll always have love for him. I feel like we're soulmates because I feel such a strong and deep connection with him. He makes me so happy,"

The smile didn't leave Jennie's face as she went on, "I'm still learning about love. I'm still young and experiencing a lot of things. I'm happy it's with him and I wouldn't change anything about it,"

"There's nothing like being with the one you love. That's how I feel about my husband,"

"Right? And I recently met his parents and brother for dinner to announce that we were dating. They were so happy and welcoming. It made me cry that they accepted me so quickly,"

Yoon Mirae smiled at that. She was proud of Jennie. Things were looking up for her and she hoped it continued for this young artist.

"There are days when I watch you and your husband together, being a strong duo in music, it makes me think of Jungkook and I. I want that. To be able to perform with him on stage, and have songs together. I'm not sure when we'll tell our fanbase about our relationship but for now, we are just trying to keep things private and away from Dispatch as much as possible," Jen added.

As the evening progressed, the two sat at the park to enjoy the summer night while eating water ice together.

"Time flew so fast and now our time is about to end," Jen sighed.

She truly enjoyed her day with her. She learned so much and got a lot of advice on performing and life in the industry. The two planned to keep in touch and exchanged contact information.

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"Jennifer," a deep voice called out.

Looking up from her phone, she turned her head to see him leaning up against the door of her studio. He appeared nervous as he wondered how he was going to ask her what was on his mind.

"Hey, what's up?" she kindly greeted.

"I want to talk to you...privately. Meet me in my studio when you're ready. I'll be here all night. Take your time," he said and walked away.

His studio...?

"I wonder what he wants to discuss," she murmured as she finished her break.

After she finished her work, she made her way down to his studio and shut the door. She watched gleefully as she noticed that he was working on his mixtape.

"Ah, you're working on it! I'm so happy!" she beamed.

He acknowledged her words with a soft smile and gestured for her to sit next to him.

"Yeah, about time, right? It's almost ready," he said proudly.

He had worked so hard. It was going to be worth the wait.

"I'm glad. I can't wait to hear it. So, what did you need from me?"

"I want you to listen to these two songs," he said and pressed play.

She checked out his computer screen to see that the first track was called The Last. He had played the song near the end as his raw lyrics and intense instrumental had her nodding her head to the beat. He then played So Far Away for her.

"Wow, these are..." she couldn't think of the right words to how powerful his music was.

"It's missing something," he stated.

She turned to him, confused. "Missing something? How? It sounds perfect,"

"Not without you,"

Her heart skipped a beat at his words. "What are you saying?"

"These songs are missing something. And it's you. No matter what I do, I don't feel like they are complete. I want something more on these tracks. And that's why I asked you here today. I want you to play the guitar for these two songs on my mixtape,"

'You want me...? On these?' she thought in astonishment.

"I want..." Yoongi stopped and shook his head, "I need you on this. The way you express your emotions through that instrument, I need that in these two songs. No one else can play the guitar like you. Your sound is what I need for this. Please,"

He gazed at her and held her hand, nervously waiting for her answer.

Many thoughts went through his head. Was he being too forward? She could always decline the offer. But was he prepared for that?

"When do you want to get started?" she spoke, interrupting his thoughts.

His eyes widened slightly at how quick she was to accept his request. "You'll do it?"

"No one has ever asked me to play the guitar like this for their music. It's usually just my voice and a little feature. So, doing something like this for you will mean the world to me. And the fact that I'm the one you thought of for such an important project, how could I say no to you? I'd be honored to play."

"Jennifer...thank you,"

"Always, Yoongi,"

When they got situated, they spent a couple of hours on the songs. Jen was amazed at his story. He is a reserved person and the fact that he was letting all of this out in his mixtape got her emotional.

"H-hey, Jennifer, are you okay?" Yoongi stared at her with worry as he noticed tears running down her face.

"Sorry. The Last is just getting me worked up. What you've gone through I...I'm feeling it. All of it is from your lyrics. I'll play the guitar right and do it justice. Let's record,"

"Are you sure? You want to wait until you pull yourself together first?"

"No. My sound on the guitar is enhanced when I'm feeling the emotion. If I cry, I cry. Replay it from the beginning. And when it's my cue, press record. I don't need to wait,"

Her demeanor turned into work mode as she remained focused and listened to The Last with her guitar in her hands. She listened to every lyric he rapped in song as her fingers twitched in anticipation against her guitar.

Yoongi couldn't help but feel slightly concerned as she waited for her cue.

"Hey, if this is too sad for you or-"

She raised her hand, signaling him to be quiet as she continued to listen.

Deciding to do as she said, he watched her in her work mode. Lately, Jennie had been mirroring the emotion of whatever she played on her guitar on her face. This was a vulnerable song. And she couldn't help but shed tears as she listened, preparing to play.

Once she heard the drums, she began to aggressively strum through the strings as his rap played against her ears. He watched her astounded as it was everything he wanted in this song and more. The way she played sounded perfect against his voice. The powerful chords she played against his voice were going to leave a huge impact on the mixtape for sure. After she was done, she exhaled sharply and set down her guitar.

"Now I need a moment," she said, wiping her tears. "I felt that. All of that,"

"What you just did was amazing. I don't know what happened but it sounded perfect. Thank you," he praised.

"I try," she smiled and he went to check it out on the computer to fit it in the song.

Once he had done some finishing touches to the song, he replayed it for them to listen. Yep, he was right, it did sound perfect. Fully complete.

"Hey, before we work on So Far Away, can you play AGUST D? I've been staring at it and I'm curious about how it sounds," she requested.

"Sure," he clicked on it twice.

"Oh!" she shouted out after the first few beats. "Oh! Oh okay!"

He laughed at her reaction as she danced in her seat while they listened to the song.

They call me new thang

Shinbyeong watda jimeul badeo

"Whew! Okay!" she cheered, nodding her head to the beat.

Oh, this was lit! This song was going harder than she anticipated.

A to the G to the U to the STD

I'm d boy because I'm from D

Nan michinnom biteu wiye runachik

Raebeuro hongkongeul bonaeneun

My tongue technology

Jennie almost fell out of her seat from that lyric. "OH! Tongue technology!?"

Nan bekkineun geol bekkineun nomeul jabadaga

Hubaedeun seonbaedeun jekkineun nom

"Oh shi-okay!" she jumped up and down in her seat during his second verse. He was rapping so damn fast as she stared at him in disbelief. "Yoongi~!"

Hyeongdeure shigi jiltu deoge saenggineun soeum

"OOOOOOOOOOO~!" she shouted, covering her mouth against the side of her fist. "Yo replay that back! You going crazy right now! The delivery! The delivery of that! Replay it back please!"

Yoongi's stomach began to hurt from the amount of laughter he was doing from her reaction. She was adorable. Accepting her request, he scrolled back to the second verse after the chorus.

"Yoongi! Bro! Why are you going off like this? Like damn!"

He grinned bashfully at her praise. "Ah..."

"No, that second verse! How fast you were rapping!? Come on! That's amazing!"

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Once his mixtape was finished, Yoongi prepared to film two music videos. Once Jennie found out about it, she made plans to visit him during his AGUST D music video shoot. As soon as he left the dorm, she went to work to bake Agust D themed cookies for him.

"Yo yo yo~!" Jennie walked on the set with a box of cookies in her hands.

'AGUST D gets a visitor!'

Yoongi turned around and saw her smiling at him. A wide grin appeared on his face as he couldn't resist expressing how extremely happy he was to see her. He wasn't expecting anyone to come by during his shoot but the fact that Jennie came made his heart jump for joy.

"Smartie! What are you doing here?"

She laughed, "You know your biggest fan had to be here! You support me, I support you! Here. Your batch of Agust D cookies. It took forever to try to get the boys to not eat them,"

"You made me cookies? Smartie..." his gummy smile appeared on his face as he accepted them. "She baked me cookies. Her cookies are the best. If you get a chance to eat them, you won't regret it,"

"Aw, you flatter me," she smiled bashfully. "How's filming?" she asked as he took a cookie out of the box and ate one.

He sighed in joy at the deliciousness before answering, "Exhausting. This is honestly more tiring than BTS' music videos. But it's going great. I'm almost done and then tomorrow I film the rest of my music video,"

After visiting Yoongi and staying to watch him record, Jen was called to Big Hit's building for an urgent meeting and came back to the dorms visibly upset. It was abrupt that this happened but she was told by the company that she had to go home due to some visa troubles. She honestly thought things were fine with her paperwork and she could continue to do what she does but now she needed to pack and go home until everything got situated.

When Sejin arrived at the dorm with Jennie, the boys sensed something was wrong and immediately asked questions. Once Sejin gave everyone the news, the mood in the room went down and everyone was stunned by the abruptness.

"What!?" Jungkook exclaimed in disbelief as he shook his head in denial.

"You can't go home!" Jimin exclaimed.

"I think they messed up on some documentation or whatever. I don't know but all I know is I need to go home for a little bit until they fix the issue. Maybe it won't be for that long," she tried to stay positive about it.

"No way," Jin shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe this,"

"We need you. We need all 8 of us here. We're working on our comeback. Everything," Rapmon began to ramble.

She frowned. "I know...I'm annoyed. This is so poorly timed. I thought everything was straight with my stuff,"

"When are you leaving?" Yoongi frowned.

"Tonight," she sighed, which did not sit well with any of them as they tried to ask Sejin if there was anything to prevent it.

Meanwhile, Jen went to go pack as she was told while Jungkook accompanied her to her room. He sat on her bed as he watched her take out a suitcase and go through her clothes.

"Stupid visa..." she grumbled.

She tried to keep her emotions in check. She had plans to chill tonight and now had to spend it on a plane. With Jungkook, he was still trying to wrap his head around her leaving soon.

"Jagi, do you really have to leave...?"

Hopelessness and sadness were evident in the Golden Maknae's voice as he helplessly watched her pack.

He knew the inevitable.

She had to go home. And that meant they'd be apart for an unknown amount of time as Big Hit handled her visa situation. Sure there were times when she would go to America and then come back to Korea but from everything he was hearing, it seemed like this was going to take longer than usual.

On top of that, it was comeback season. That meant more stress as she wouldn't be there to be in his arms to cuddle when both of them felt overwhelmed from working on their comeback. She wouldn't be there to massage him whenever he stayed later from dance practice. Or nap with him after a long day. They wouldn't be showered with kisses, tickles, and derp faces from one another if they needed a good laugh to escape the stress. Finding out that she had to leave so abruptly made his heart shatter and frustrated him. Sure it was temporary but it bummed him out that it had to be this circumstance.

Their dog Tony, whimpered sadly, observing his parents. It was hard to watch Jennie pack up as he was lying in the middle of her bed with a sad expression. No special smartie belly rubs for quite some time. No JenKook bathing him like the family they were. This was going to be new to JenKook but perhaps this would make their relationship grow as they adjust to this brief long-distance relationship.

When Jennie turned to face Jungkook, she smiled sadly at his pouting expression. It was going to be difficult to leave him.

"You know I have to," she answered softly.

"I don't...want you to go," he murmured, looking down at his feet.

"I don't want to go either but it's just for a little while. I'll be back before you know it, Kookie,"

"Can I just come with you?" he looked up and asked as the idea popped into his head.

"As much as I would love that, you know you have to stay here,"

He frowned. It was worth a shot at least.

"It's just...I..." he hesitated.

He just wanted her to stay. She always knew how to make him feel at ease during the comeback season for Bangtan. Now that she was about to leave, it just wouldn't be the same.

Sensing him overwhelming himself with negative thoughts, she strolled over to him. Standing in front of him as he continued to sit on the edge of the bed, she cupped his face.

"Hey," she softly called out, looking down at him. "No matter the distance, we'll make it work. We're the Golden Duo after all. This long-distance thing won't make us tap out. We can do it,"

He smiled at her words. "You're right. We will,"

He reached out for her as he pulled her into his lap. Smiling, she leaned down to kiss him slowly, trying to enjoy his lips as much as she could before she had to leave. She'll miss this.

"Don't do that..." he murmured against her lips and pulled back, panting softly.

"What?"

"Kiss me like that when you're about to leave. It'll drive me crazy," he admitted.

ARF! ARF!

Tony's barking caused them to turn in his direction. The dog happily jumped around after watching them. He jumped on them, causing JenKook to laugh at the sudden movement and break apart. She took a seat next to Jungkook instead.

"I think our son is happy to see us trying to think positively about the situation," Jungkook giggled loudly as a bunny smile appeared on his face.

"Very happy. Hey, how about a belly rub before I leave? Would you like that, Tony?" she cooed.

She giggled softly as Tony eagerly barked and she moved to sit in the middle of the bed. The dog rolled around and exposed his tummy for her while she went to work on her affectionate belly rub. He soon began to relax and eventually dozed off.

"It's going to suck when he wakes up and I'm gone," she frowned as she watched Tony sleep with Jungkook.

"We'll Facetime you," Jungkook promised.

"Please do. And make sure to send me memes and funny filter pictures of the guys,"

"I will. And I'll make sure to send you my progress on my song,"

"Good," she gave Tony one final look as she gently petted him and got off the bed to finish packing, "Make sure you don't feed him too many snacks while I'm gone. You know how you like to spoil him,"

"I won't. Our son is in good hands. I got it," he stood up and helped her.

Once she finished packing, she zipped up the suitcase. She was then gently grabbed by Jungkook and pulled in for a tight hug. Jennie sighed in contentment as she held onto him, enjoying his warmth. Their final hug for who knows how long.

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Winter Event | OT7 Masterlist | 2023

Snowflakes divider by @samspenandsword

Prompt list by @flightlessangelwings

~Key:

☕Caffeinate me so I can keep on writing! ☕

A/N: This is my last post of 2023, darlings. I wish to see you all next year as I have a lot planned to share with you all! I want to thank everyone who has read, followed, interacted and shared my work. Thank you all for your support of my writing shenanigans, I hope you had enjoyed it too. 😅😅😅

I started this blog on May of 2023 and I can't believe how much I've written in the course of eight months and, even though it wasn't as much as I would have liked, I'm glad I began this little hobby of mine and thank you again for every support you have given me.

May you all have a blessed 2024, full of happiness, riches, love and passion. Let's meet in 2025 when the boys are back, thanks for all the love I've received in my short time here and let's pray for more years together!

Happy 2024, darlings! 💜

~Total Word Count: 12.2k words

Prompt 1: Found family ✔ ✔

Title: Melted Promises (married! au, war! au) ❤️💙💚

He made you a promise that he sealed with a kiss. He said he'd come back to you after the war was over. You could only hope, with a heavy heart and melted dreams, that Yoongi would keep his word and find his way back home.

Prompt 2: Hot chocolate ✔ ✔

Title: Silent Desires (best friend! au, non idol! au) ❤️💙💛💚

Kind and soft-hearted. That was your childhood best friend, Hoseok who had been in love with you for so many years. Maybe this time he'd get to open up his silent desires to you, and maybe, hopefully, you'll feel just like him. In love.

Prompt 3: Saying “I love you” for the first time ✔ ✔

Title: Aşk-ı Memnu (non idol! au, forbidden love! au, cheating! au) ❤️💙💚

What is prohibited, it's desired the most. Or in which you tangle yourself in a forbidden love with Jeon Jungkook while being married to an older man. Yet it is also said that forbidden fruits taste the best.

Prompt 4: Snuggling by a cozy fireplace ✔✔

Title: Flames Of Love (royal! au, historical! au) ❤️💙🖤💚🤍

A tragedy. A new reign. A cruel order given by the king. Prince Jimin was forced to leave his home in the palace while trying to save both his and your life. Yet you both ended up burning in the flames of your love. Wrong time. Wrong life. Right person and a story that crumbled to the ashes of destiny.

Prompt 5: Getting snowed in ✔✔

Title: The Fine Line Between Love & Hate (non idol! au, e2l! a) ❤️💛💚

Trapped in a car with the person you hate the most in this world you come to notice that perhaps Kim Taehyung is not the most despicable human being to ever walk on this earth while he realises your presence might be tolerable. In the end, the line between love and hate has always been a very fine one.

Prompt 6: Warming your hands by holding theirs ✔✔

Title: Echoes Of Two Worlds (idol! au, hybrid! au) ❤️💙💚

Trust is gained in drops but lost in buckets. Or in which you open up to Namjoon and he was left to dream that you'd want him forever. Singing a song only you two could hear, repeating the echoes of the two worlds that separated you yet united you at the same time.

Prompt 7: Getting away from the cold ✔✔

Title: Love Me Like You Love The Moon (non idol! au, established relationship! au) ❤️💙💚🤍

Life is neither black nor white, however as you are drowning in the darkest shades of your life and hideous thoughts, you have Seokjin to show you that life is not dark nor light, that you don't have to fight your battles alone and feeling cold is not wrong. Because he loves you just like you are, with all your darkness and all your light, a beautiful resemblance of the moon.

December/31/2023

~Masterlist

☕Caffeinate me so I can keep on writing! ☕

#winter event 2023 #sweetcarrotsandroses97 #jimin x reader #hoseok x reader #namjoon x reader #seokjin x reader #yoongi x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #bts #bts fanfic #bts army

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bangtanintotheroom · 2 years

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Me again! I need to know if Sheriff Yoongi's been to see his favorite kitten lately. Maybe with the prompt "“i could do this all day"? 💕

Ohohoho, back on the yeehaw agenda, are we? 🤠

I Like That

• Pairing: Sheriff!Yoongi x Brothel Worker!(F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Western AU, Smut

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 2.1k

• Summary: You and the beloved town sheriff decide to have your own festivities and make up for lost time.

• Prompt: #14 “I could do this all day” (smut)

• Warnings/themes: a wedding occurs!, swearing, drinking, flirting, hints of pining, Yoongi and his damn pet names 😩, mentions of prostitution, nipple play, public sex, unprotected sex (no rubbers in the West, y’all)

• Notes: You know, I was actually thinking about Sheriff!Yoongi the other day and look what popped into my inbox! Thanks Sunny! Feels like it’s been ages since we were on the yeehaw agenda 🤠✨

• Taglist: @parkdatjimin @jimilter @joontied @highly-functioning-mitochondria @swweetnightt @sunshinerainbowsbts @minttangerines @miscelunaaa @sugalaritae @herecomesjoon @sopeorsoaporsoup @cris1984love @kookiecrumb @codeinebelle @ssaboala

Rodeo | I Like That |

A warm, early Autumn day in the town square.

Hundreds of citizens gathered round, eating, drinking or dancing among the massive decorations.

The Mayor and his newly joined wife sitting at the head of the festivities, eyes only breaking away from each other to converse with whoever came up to wish them well.

And not a Maknae Bandit in sight.

Just what Yoongi liked to see.

The sheriff leaned against the bar counter, a glass of whiskey in hand, as he looked over the reception. News of Mayor Jin’s upcoming wedding had spread through town the second his fiancée Rosé was spotted with a band around her left ring finger. The couple didn’t take too long to announce a date, wanting to take this moment of peace to tie the knot before any chaos resulted in Jin being away from home for days again.

So far, everything was going smoothly.

No runaway brides or grooms.

No objections during ‘speak now or forever hold your peace’.

No drunken toasts that revealed skeletons in closets.

Just a joyful day celebrating the love of two people.

Yoongi already approached the couple earlier, giving them his well wishes for a happy future. Jin and Rosé didn’t let him walk away with just a simple thanks, expressing their gratitude for making sure everything went smoothly today. Their invite was extended to the whole town, which included those who didn’t agree with the mayor’s rules. For the most part, the naysayers who attended kept to themselves and didn’t kick up a fuss, enjoying the free food, drink and entertainment.

Good. Yoongi didn’t feel like getting dust or blood on his fancy suit today.

Besides…

Feline eyes returned to the gaggle of women he had been watching steadily.

He had something more important to worry about.

Everyone in town included everyone, even the workers at Namjoon’s brothel. Which meant you were there, conversing with your coworkers and all dressed up for the wedding.

Yoongi wasn’t going to lie to himself; he had his eye on you since you stepped into the chapel. The way your hair was styled and the dress you had on caught his attention. All this time he had spent with you before and he had never seen you this dolled up.

It brought a familiar feeling to his gut that occurred whenever he was making his way to your workplace for a visit.

That feeling only increased throughout the day, watching as you danced and socialized, not a care in the world on your shoulders.

Fun was a good look on you, only second to unrestrained lust.

Yoongi was ordering his second glass and conversing with the bartender when he felt someone approaching him on the side. Turning to his right, he raised a brow at who waited for him.

“Howdy kitten.”

“Howdy sheriff. Enjoying yourself?”

He gave his answer with a raise of his whiskey glass and a nod.

“Living the dream. Must be nice to get a day off for yourself, no?”

“Mm, absolutely. It’s even better now that I’ve run into you.”

The corner of Yoongi’s mouth quirked.

“Oh yeah? You been missing me, darling?”

You pushed out your lower lip, nodding.

“Yeah, my favorite customer hasn’t stopped by in a while. Thought maybe you got bored of me.”

The sheriff frowned at your profile as you stared ahead at the bottles of liquor on the shelves. The tone of your voice expressed apathy but your face didn’t match.

He could tell by the slight dip between your brows and the clench of your jaw that this bothered you.

“Y/N.”

Yoongi took a swig of his alcohol before responding.

“It’s not like that, trust me. Between my duties and all this wedding madness, I haven’t had the time to visit. I’m sorry if I made you worry, doll.”

There wasn’t an immediate response, but when it did come through, you looked at him with something akin to regret.

“No, don’t apologize. I’m just over here worrying my head off out loud. Didn’t mean to kill the mood.”

Yoongi wanted to chase the topic, but judging by your expression, you wanted to lay it to rest.

So he nodded and called the bartender over to order one of your favorite drinks, patting himself on the back as your eyes lit up in gratitude. A clink of his glass against your newly placed one and the atmosphere returned to its lightheartedness.

While the two of you conversed and continued to watch the festivities, that damned feeling Yoongi was experiencing earlier returned in full force. There were so many causes for its arrival.

Having you in close proximity, able to smell the rosy perfume you always wore.

Watching you bob your head and grin as you listened to the band playing.

The small strip of cleavage that peeked out of the top of your dress and grew whenever you bent over.

Hell, everything had his feline eyes lingering on you and forgetting about the hundreds of people in the area.

Screw it.

“Y/N.”

“Hm?”

“Wanna get out of here for a little while?”

You weren’t sure what he was implying until you looked up at him, seeing a fire in his dark eyes that you hadn’t had the pleasure of experiencing in weeks. The sight made your lips curl in excitement.

“I’m not on the clock, y’know.”

“I know. Doesn’t mean I can’t speak to you alone.”

An amused sound came out as you tapped your nails on your thigh.

“Mm, I don’t know, sheriff—” He felt your hip bump into his.

“Sounds like you want to do a little more than speaking.”

Yoongi could only chuckle, shrugging his shoulders.

“You caught me.”

Laughing, you polished off the last of your drink before taking his hand in yours. Once he finished his whiskey, you began leading him out of the reception and towards an empty alleyway, going in deep enough that no one would get wind of what you two were about to do.

As soon as you were comfortable, you pinned Yoongi to the wall before bringing his lips down onto yours. The contact seemed to light a fire in the sheriff as his ring-clad hands grasped onto your hips, pulling them flush against his. Your tongue escaped to meet his halfway, tangling with need.

This was just what you wanted.

And judging by how your body was lifted and placed onto the nearby barrel, this was just what Yoongi wanted also.

“So I wasn’t seeing things.”

The protector of the town raised a brow while he worked on lifting up your skirt. “Hm?”

“Thought I caught you looking my way a couple of times. Did someone miss me?”

“Hmph.”

As expected, Yoongi huffed, but he couldn’t hide the lift of his cheeks as he lowered your undergarments down to hang off one of your ankles. Just when he was about to reach for his belt, you brought your hands up to begin undoing the leather.

“Let me do the honors.”

Yoongi would have to be a dumbass to protest against your offer. Especially once you got everything else undone and palmed his growing bulge, receiving a rumble of a sigh from his pouty lips.

“Missed having this cock inside me, baby.”

“Mnh, it’s missed being inside you too, kitten.”

Smirking, you reached inside his own underwear and pulled his length out, licking your lips at its reddened and leaking tip.

“I can tell.”

Giving it a few pumps, you then smeared his precum over the shaft before letting go, shifting your bottom enough to rest on the very edge of the barrel. You lowered your lashes while looking up at his ever-darkening expression.

“Come on sheriff—”

You spread your legs as far as they could go.

“Duty calls.”

Yoongi’s gaze lingered on your exposed center until your words snapped him out of it. Nodding fiercely, the sheriff scooted closer to you, wrapping his hand around his cock to align it with your opening. He wasted no time as he slowly entered you, holding back the low growl he wanted to emit.

“I guess you really missed me, huh?”

You were struggling for words at the moment, letting the flutters of your walls speak for you instead. The second he was buried inside, you wrapped your legs around his waist and crossed your wrists behind his neck. He nestled his face into the crook of yours before starting up a slow yet thorough tempo, grunts melting into your warm skin.

The both of you enjoyed each other’s bodies in that dusty, barren alleyway, less than a mile away from the celebration of love between two of the town’s most important figures. Yoongi was glad that it was a peaceful day. No sight of any bandits or troublemakers who dared to interrupt a special event. Hours ago, he would have said it was a good thing because it gave him time to kick back and relax.

But now?

It was an excellent thing because he was able to make up for lost time with you.

He would have loved to take his time like usual but the circumstances robbed him of the opportunity, especially when he heard a group of laughing people pass by the end of the alley.

Ready to speed this up, Yoongi increased his pace, groaning as you squeezed him in response. Wanting to give you more to work with, the sheriff took the top of your dress and lowered it enough to allow one of your breasts to escape. Before you could say anything, he leaned down and began lapping at your nipple with purpose. The action made a louder than expected gasp to escape.

“Quiet, kitten. You don’t wanna get caught, do you?”

“N-No—”

“Then sit back and enjoy.”

Enjoy is just what you did as Yoongi continued working you up, the stretch of his dick providing you with a friction that had you biting down hard on your lip. You were doing okay up until you felt a thumb rubbing over your clit out of nowhere.

“Y-Yoongi—!”

A raspy chuckle reverberated into your ear. “You like that, Y/N?”

“Yes—” Your hold on him tightened. “I like that a lot—”

The sheriff hummed in amusement as he continued, allowing the heat deep in your belly to burn higher and higher. Just when it was starting to feel like too much, a swear left Yoongi while the hold on your hip tightened.

“Kitten, ‘m gonna come—”

One of your hands crawled up to tangle in his dark locks as you whispered, “Me too, don’t stop—”

Obeying your wish, Yoongi continued his pace until you felt him stiffen and pause. A growl was all you got as a warning before a familiar heat poured into you, triggering your own finish as well. You buried your face in his neck to stifle your cry as you trembled and fell apart.

By the time your orgasm dissipated, you remembered just where you were.

You actually snuck off with the town sheriff to get fucked on top of a random barrel.

Surely someone noticed that either of you disappeared by now.

“Hey Yoongi?”

“Mm?”

“Maybe we should head back now?”

The town protector hummed, bringing his head up to nod.

“I guess. Wish we didn’t have to.”

You giggled, brushing a stray lock of hair off his damp forehead.

“Trust me, the feeling is mutual.”

The both of you continued to gaze at each other, neither making a move to part and situate yourselves. Just as you were about to break the silence, Yoongi beat you to it.

“Hey.”

“Hm?”

His head tilted. “You wanna stop by my place later?”

Your eyes nearly bugged out at his question. All of your encounters up to this point took place at the brothel. Even for your other customers, you were never invited into their homes, remaining a hidden dirty secret.

“You…are you sure?”

“Yeah. If you’re worried about getting paid, it’s not a problem.”

Of course that’s what he thought the issue was. Typical Min Yoongi.

A short laugh came as you shook your head.

“That’s not it, Yoongi. I just…I’ve never been to your place before.”

A shrug was all you got.

“First time for everything, no?”

“True.” You didn’t let it go though, lifting a brow while narrowing your eyes playfully. “Or maybe you just want to fuck me again?”

Yoongi laughed, shoulders shaking as that gummy smile you were fond of made an appearance.

“Kitten, I could do this all day.”