[Image description: a digital drawing of Jung Hoseok and Jeon Jeongguk. Jeongguk hugs Hoseok from behind, burying his nose into Hoseokâs shoulder. Hoseok grins widely, his arms covering Jeonggukâs where they wrap around his waist. End ID.]
Summary:Â The pack meet with moonbyul to discuss terms.
Tags: Violence, Angst with the happy ending on the horizon, fluff if you squint, Yoongi gets really really angry and kinda triggers the m/c, allusions to past abuse, Blood, manipulative behavior, murderous tendencies, trans! tae, Transphobia, Trans! moonbyul,
W/c:Â 11.5k
A/n:Â wow something went heavily wrong with the formatting while i was editing this! if you notice any extra lines or weird breaks (especially on mobile) i tried my best! not sure what went wrong but i might just have to physically re-type this chapter again.
Previous part - Masterlist - First part
Iâll let you in on a little secret:Â
In every other version of this story, Hobi doesnât get to the door in time.Â
In every other version, the doors would close and Hoseok would hit them with his fists and yell. Screaming himself bloody and hoarse in the futility of it all. Watching as his future with you melts away at his fingertips like ocean foam, slipping away into the sea like a piece of clear sea glass, disappearing into the deep. Theyâd miss you at the next station and the one after that too.Â
In every other version of reality, in every parallel universe, he's too late to save you.Â
But in this one, he gets his pinky finger between the doors just before they slam shut.
The safety feature that keeps the train from closing on any late passengers shoots open with a hiss of compressed air. It's only open for a split second but Hoseok shoves himself through the 8-inch gap and into the warm interior of the train. Jungkook is left on the other side, banging on the door, running to keep up with the car as it thuds and lurches and starts to speed up.
"Next station"Â Jungkookâs mouth forms the words but Hoseok doesn't hear him say it over the roar of the train. Thereâs only a few seconds of them staring at each other. Jungkookâs messy hair flops as he runs. The wetness on his cheeks from frustrated tears glistening in the yellow sunlight before Jungkook runs out of the platform and is left standing there at the edge. Hoseok hurdles on.Â
Hoseokâs blood is roaring in his ears. He puts his hands on his knees and pants. The thudding momentum of the train makes Hoseok fall over, either that or it's from lack of oxygen. One second he's looking at JK and then next he's sprawled on the dirty linoleum floor before he pulls himself upright.
His throat feels like itâs still swelling a little. He puts his hands there, trying to steady himself. Black spots dance in his vision and he catches himself for a second time on the metal rail as the train rolls and jostles.
When he coughs, thereâs dark blood in the palm of his hands. Hoseok wipes it on his pajama pants and starts looking.Â
He knows he must look like something horrific because an old woman in the first priority row looks at him with a crinkle of concern twisting her face. âAre you alright son?â She asks, voice squeaky.
âYeah, just a rough morningâ he grabs the back of her seat as he sways, steading himself for just a second before he uses the headrest of the seat to pull himself back down the train.Â
Hobi combs through the train cars slowly, betting that you'll be close to the end. He takes the longer route first, better to go down to the end and work his way back up in case you're in the first three cars, just in case you decide to get off at the next station.
He searches and searches until the fear starts to take hold in his stomach, nausea or maybe itâs just motion sickness.
He draws a bit of attention as he moves. Mostly from adults, the little unpresented pups that jump back and forth between the seats without a care in the world donât find the bruises on his neck anything out of the ordinary. But an omega pulls his pups into his lap at Hoseok's approach. Hoseok is too sick with worry to pay them any mind.Â
But Hoseok doesn't need to worry, because he finds you on the fifth train car.
The blue sticky vinyl seats are full of all sorts of people; A stuffy alpha in a suit and a pair of bright yellow headphones. A small elderly omega woman with a big bushel of frizzy hair and about 10 tote bags to her name muddles through her morning commute. Two freshly presented teenagers with patched-up jackets, punky and honest in their aesthetic. Â
But there- at the end of the car where the booth seats facing each other turn into single rows all facing the same direction. Folded into the window a figure in dark clothes hunched over trying to look as small as possible. Trying to disappear.Â
Trying to hide.Â
Anyone would be able to scent the clear and clary smell of distress and loneliness on the air. Itâs the same scent that soaks Namjoonâs hospital- noxious and pungent. It hits Hoseok with such a visceral wave that he almost falls over again.Â
Youâre wearing his sweatshirt and Yoongiâs jacket. The hood drawn up over your head to hide your sob blotchy face from the strangers. Sniffling as you look out the window. He sees you wipe your eyes. You don't look up at all. You don't even notice Hobi approaching until he's slipping into the seat next to you and sliding his hand to lace through yours. His knuckle, your knuckle, then his.Â
You startle. Predictably- your fear response has always been a little bit over the top. You flinch, whirling, starting when you see itâs him. Jerking your hand out of his on instinct and nearly backing yourself into the window. Getting yourself as far away from him on the narrow seat as possible.Â
He wants to yell at you, he wants to shout at how stupid you are for leaving something good. (Donât you know how rare good is for people like us? Donât you want to hold onto it?) All of the shit with his ex- with Moonbyul seems impossible- but you sacrificing yourself for others is not hard for Hobi to believe. That part of this is so painfully logical and so painfully you that if Hobi were less scared right now he might start crying.
You've always thought you were less valuable, less necessary, less loved by the pack. The last one in is the first one out. Hoseok knows you think this because he used to think that way too.
He wants to yell at you but instead his voice comes out soft, the way that the others used to talk to you back when you didnât speak. Like he's comforting a startled animal. You are a startled animal.Â
"You used the train ticket" He swallows. It stings. Hurts like a bitch really. Every time he speaks it hurts. "I never thought you'd use it."
Hoseok puts his hand on the seat in front of you blocking you as you try and get up and out of your seat. Moving automatically to get away- to get safe. That might be all that you know how to do- keep yourself safe.
You stand there for a second, in stalemate. Blood drains from your face, and you stare each other down as Hoseok goes from devastated to angry and then sad again. Struggling not to cry. Hoseok doesnât like to cry- itâs too much like begging. His body asking for what he canât.Â
Itâs quiet, you have to be quiet here. There arenât too many people but a few rows in front of you is a pair of alpha's in suits with briefcases. Unseemly eyes could be hidden everywhere so you need to be quiet. Hoseok's voice is quiet anyway. He still canât speak much above a whisper.Â
No quicker have you startled than you start to push at him, at his shoulders. Literally trying to push him out of the chair. Shaking your head. "You can't be here Hobi you have to go, they'll kill you-" You start to pull him up to his feet but he makes himself a lead weight.Â
âNo- no Iâm not going to let you go.â Hoseok cups your cheek, long fingers rubbing your tears away. The pads of his fingers cradling your cheek. Soft skin, your cheeks have always been so soft. Hobiâs brain gets caught on the sensation.Â
"This is how this is going to work; we're going to get off at the train station- and then with any luck- Yoongi and Jimin and Jungkook will already be there and we're going to go home, okay?" He tilts his face, trying to get a better look under your hood, lower lip wobbling, voice breaking, âYou have to come home with me, okay?âÂ
Youâre trembling so hard that Hobi can feel it as he holds your face, shaking your head stubbornly.Â
"Hobi, if I don't go. Jiminâs going to die, you're going to die, Jinâs going to die. I can't not do something. Don't pretend one life outweighs three."Â
"I can't let you go."
You lean into his hand. Has Hoseok ever cupped your cheek before or is the first time he's touched you this way? He can't remember. There are so many firsts that he can't remember. So many firsts that haven't happened yet. Slipping through his fingers like water.Â
"And I can't let you die."Â
Hoseok holds your cheeks, thumbs skimming up and down your cheekbones, a little more hollow than usual. These last few days have stretched all of you thin and honest. The truth does not feed you, like subsiding off of air. This truth is not one that he wants to share but-
Yoongi had looked a little shocked when heâd told him, that kind of shock that sort of feels vindicating- like you matter. Hoseok doesn't understand why Moonbyul being his ex matters. But Yoongi's reaction makes him think it is.Â
The light fills the train car honey golden slipping away to the clean brightness of a winter day. The light flashing through the trees like some sort of strobe light, flickering across both of you here- at the back of the train where there is no one to overhear.Â
Hoseok pulls himself closer to you, his lips brushing your ear. "I never told you- the name of my old pack omega but I think you know her.âÂ
The train hisses and shrieks and your hand settles over Hoseokâs bruised wrist.Â
âIÂ think you know her very very well because Yoongi said you do."Â
Hoseok pulls you flush against him, across the seat, your foot hitting his ankle, and whispers it into your ear.Â
"Her name was Moon Byul-yi."Â
You freeze in his hold, trembling, and he pulls away to watch the visceral realization dawn on your face. You're smart. The Moonbyul he knew would have never thought to anticipate that either of you was smart. Haughty and superior to the last inch. Sheâd have assumed that she had the upper hand like all narcissists do. Why would prey know anything about the hunt?
You panic, your conviction is slipping away, Hoseok can see youâre struggling to hold onto it. âHoseok- you donât understand, I have to do this, I need to.â
He takes your hand in his. âOkay- if you want to go then Iâm coming with you.â
âHoseok.â
He shakes his head and brings the back of your hand up to his mouth to run his lips along your knuckles. Gripping it tight. Your bones and his bones all aligned, the sunburn on the back of his hands thatâs always sort of there from driving and the faint scars that line your hands from cooking. Both self-inflicted and accidental.
(Love is that way too, either something that you seek out or something that happens to you. You are the best thing thatâs ever happened to Hoseok, you could never be the worst).
There is one scar at the bottom of your hand and the bottom of his; a line across his right palm and a line across your left one- both gotten the night that you tried to take the train. You didnât take the train then but youâve taken it now.
Youâve made your choice and Hoseok makes his. âEither together or not at all.â
Hoseok rationalizes it by thinking- If you were going back to Geumjae and if he was still alive, youâd never let him walk into his clutches. You would never let Geumjae lay a hand on him, so he wonât let you go to her. Will do everything in his power to get you off of this fucking train.
âIâm sorry, Hobi- Iâm-â
He pulls himself closer to you. Lips touching your temple just like the sunlight. Your warm thigh pressed to his warm thigh.
âYou have nothing to apologize for. Nothing to make up for. If we want to survive this then we need to do it together.â Hoseok presses a kiss to your hairline and lets it linger there. âI won't haunt you if you won't haunt me."
âYou donât understand-âÂ
âWhy? Why do you have to be the one? If you can answer me that honestly and in a way that makes sense, then Iâll let you go.â Hoseok says the words as he drags his nose across your hairline in a small scent mark. A growl rolling in his throat. His hand itching towards the back of your neck- if he were able to scruff you- he could drag you off this train with or without your say-so.Â
Hoseok won't do that to you unless it's absolutely necessary. He won't scruff you maliciously but honestly, he'd damn the consequences at this point. You know the risks, and yet you let his hand settle on the back of your neck. He doesn't scruff you yet.
You are on the train now, but you could get off of it. Hoseok managed to convince you once he can convince you again. You do not respond to him, but he doesnât need you to. He continues on word vomiting out his feelings. Drenched half in panic and half in fear that if he stops talking youâll tell him something heartbreaking. Hoseok canât handle any more heartbreak today.Â
"I know youâve been in a lot of pain. Iâve known it since the first day I met you. But this self-sabotage- sacrificing yourself because you think your life isn't worth risking the rest of ours- this isnât the way to do it. This isnât the way that you get out.âÂ
This is the question that youâve been asking the whole time heâs known you. All of this is just trying to get out of the holes that you dig for yourself. The graves that you haunt. Graves of things that might have been and the things that should or shouldnât have happened to you.
Your voice is so small and quiet, your palm in his tightens just a little bit. âHow do I? How do I get out?âÂ
"You can start by just getting off this fucking train."
You eye him like you think itâs impossible like it canât possibly be that easy.
The announcer overhead is telling you youâre almost to the next stop. To mind the gap and such. The same way people mind children and precious objects. Mind the gap. Such a strange turn of phrase. How do you treasure the space between one motion ending and the other beginning? The end of one place and time and the beginning of another.Â
âHow do I do it? How do I-âÂ
Hoseok laces his hand with yours again and pulls you up onto your feet. The train is slowing. âIâll show you just- follow me. Iâve got you.â
Iâve got you.Â
You do follow Hobi, you follow Hobi off the train as he coxes you softly onto the platform and onto the frosty tracks. Itâs mid morning by now and the sun is streaming in that bright yellow way when he tugs you up the stairs slow. Slow because he still has to. His body aches from yesterday. Both of you are bruised and tired but together. Clinging to each other- his hand and your hand and not a breath of space between. Â
In the parking lot, there is a red car double parked across the lines closest to the stairs. Jimin and Yoongi and Jungkook are already standing outside, the doors blown open. Jimin falls into a squat the second he sees you. Head in his hands. Running through his hair and tugging. A cigarette discarded on the concrete bouncing before it rolls to a stop and burns.
âOh thank fucking god, Tae would have fucking killed me-âÂ
Jungkook groans and rests his head on the hood of the car, hitting it with an open-palmed slap. It echoes in the empty parking lot.
"That sentence is substantially less funny today than it would have been yesterday.âÂ
Yoongi is just staring at you fists and shoulders tight. You watch him swell the closer that you walk. Every step made in trepidation. He's breathing heavy, eyes wild with panic and anger and his hair stands on end. His eyes are bloodshot and his scent is almost acidly salty. The kind of salt that guides metal to rust and break. The salt that melts cities. That crunches under your feet next to dark puddles from snowmelt.Â
When you're 3 paces away he seems to break, stalking up to you and jabbing a finger in your face. âIf you ever pull a stunt like that again I swear Iâll-â Yoongi breaks himself off. Shaking so viscerally that it's hard for you to keep your hands by your side. but you stand your ground as Hoseok swats yoongi's jabbed finger away. his other hand tightly laced with yours.
âYoongi, letâs just get into the car and go home- please. Let's not talk about this here.â The parking lot is mostly empty, but the danger still lingers. Thereâs too much to talk about. Moonbyul's name rings in Hoseok's ears like the subtle hum of hearing loss, like a high-pitched shriek. There are things more important than Yoongi's anger.Â
But Yoongiâs not done with you- oh- heâs boiling with rage. Shaking with it as he opens the door for you, every action, every little moment restrained. His anger is palpable. You get into the back of the Lamborghini and Hobi follows.
You can tell he wants to slam the door but doesn't. He shuts it extra extra soft but you flinch anyway. He gets into the driver's seat every moment controlled but tense, like he'll explode if he moves with any more energy than necessary, a firework with a fuse burned all the way down just begging for heat.
Yoongi waits for everyone to buckle their seat belt but you donât, frozen watching him in the window and then the rearview mirror when he gets into the front seat. Yoongi doesnât even get around to starting the car. Sliding the key home but the beep goes once, twice, and then a third time because you don't have your seatbelt buckled. The others wait in silence.
âYoongi-â
âFuck!â He kicks open his door again with a stream of spat explicatives. Slamming it shut this time. The others don't say anything, completely silent in the face of his anger.
Yoongi doesn't get angry. You've never seen him like this before. He wrenches your door open and for a horrible moment, you think he's going to yank you out of the car and tell you to get lost.
Yoongi's murmuring things to himself, so low that you almost can't make out what he's saying as he pushes himself into the backseat. The backseat of the Lambo isnât that large. Hardly big enough to fit two people let alone four.
Jungkook lets out a belated âHey!â at being squished up against the door but Hoseok just reaches around him and unlocks it for him to get out. Jimin is already out of the passenger seat and heading in the direction of the driver's side as Yoongi scrambles with your seat belt, jerking it over your shoulder and slamming it home.
"-Fucking asshole- of all the stupid omegas in the world I had to be mated to the fucking- dumbest- little- fucking-" The belt digs into your shoulder extra tight and Jimin starts the car wordlessly.Â
You're closed in on both sides by him and Hobi on the other. They switch and shuffle. Jimin pulls away from the train station, gentler this time but still faster and with more finesse than you'd do it. Yoongi is still looking at you, glaring, tears in his eyes with wet cheeks, his voice low and uncompromising.Â
âGive me your phone.âÂ
âMy what?â
âYour. Phone. You used it to call her didnât you?â You nod after a second, slowly pulling it from your sweatshirt pocket and handing it over.Â
Yoongi takes your phone and breaks it over his thigh.
Itâs a bit impressive really- the show of strength. He brings it down once and the screen breaks, winking out like a shooting star. Another and it bends just a little, a third time- and it's practically at a right angle. It breaks so easily in the face of adrenaline and anger and fear.Â
You make a small noise, not a whimper but a descending sound. Yoongi raises his eyebrows at you, wild. Like heâll break even further if you complain. Hoseokâs not sure heâs ever seen Yoongi this broken.
"Just- There were pictures of Noodle and Tae on there.â
Fear and anger are an intoxicating mix to anyone- let alone someone who almost lost their person. He goes at your phone until its jagged edge bites into his hand drawing blood. Then he tosses both pieces of your phone onto the floor of the car like they're paperweights.
One of the pieces hits your shoe with a small metal clink, and even Hobi looks down in surprise at the sound.Â
Yoongi laughs and then bends over. Yanking the gun out of your boot. Small, shoved there. Hoseok didnât notice. He's not sure why it surprises him- that you'd be armed. You're not an idiot, you know the risks, and you were armed the last time that you tried to run away. Â
He holds it out to you, long fingers wrapped around the barrel pointed at his chest. The handle facing you, the barrel of the gun level with his heart.
âYou want to do the honors sweetheart?"
Jungkookâs worrying away at his lower lip, turning around, nervous. âYoongi-" but Yoongi just holds a finger out, cutting him off. He's watching you, waiting to see what you'll do.
Jimin very gently reaches back and takes the gun from Yoongi. The beta lets him. Jimin flicks the safety off with a twitch of his thumb. And takes out the magazine one-handed that he hands to Jungkook before he puts the body of the gun barrel down in the cup holder where it rattles freely.Â
âDonât fucking do that. we do not point guns at ourselves or each other in this pack.âÂ
Yoongi hardly looks mad, he hardly reacts to Jimin at all. Jungkook's eyes flicker nervously from Jimin to Yoongi, then to Jimin's shoulder.
Jimin's flush sits on the top of his cheekbones, "Jin-hyung gets a pass obviously."
You quirk an eyebrow at your mate, not impressed in the slightest, not even intimidated truly. Hoseok doesnât think youâve fought since you tried to leave the first time.Â
âYou didnât really expect me to go unarmed, did you? Thought I could at least take one of them out- at least Moonbyul before they-â Jimin breathes hard through his teeth and Hoseok actually laughs, although he sounds a little unhinged. Yoongi runs his hands through his hair, pulling a little.
âI didnât expect you to fucking leave me either but here we fucking are.â Yoongi has never raised his voice with you- he never raises his voice period. But anger and terror have made his words sloppy where usually they strike exact.
In the mirror, you see Jungkookâs jaw clench as Jimin accelerates home a little faster. Yoongi crowds you against Hoseok. Resting his forehead against yours, you can hear the grit in his teeth as he grinds them together nearly spitting, but itâs quiet.Â
âIf you try something like that again, you will see a side of me that I do not want to show you. Do you understand?âÂ
That makes you unnerved, and makes your lower lip start to tremble. Your âYes.â Comes out so quiet that Hoseok is sure Jimin and Jungkook can't hear it in the front seat over the Lambo's purr.Â
Youâre unable to meet his eyes, Yoongi has never been rough with you, but heâs shaking with the effort to hold himself back from screaming, yelling, crying. There are no words for you, no words that he could ever say that might hold you. He is so angry he canât even fucking speak.Â
For a terrible moment, you think that he's going to hit the seat in front of you. But then he tucks your hair behind your ear out of your face so that he can look at you properly.Â
This is Yoongi's karma for leaving the pack all those months ago. He's come to know their pain so keenly, this was only a few hours of what they endured but still- this is exactly like that.Â
âYou know- Iâve never wondered if you need me, but sometimes I wonder if you love me at all.â
His hand slides down your cheek, gentle in the way that he goes, and it hurts so much more than a slap or punch ever would. It stings. Everywhere Yoongi touches you stings.Â
âI know you donât love me the way that I love you- Iâm not that dumb, but-"Â
Your face screws into a whimper, and you can't whisper out that you're sorry quick enough. Yoongi guides your forehead back to rest against his. Still angry, still spitting the words like they take something from him. You should deny what he says and you want to, but youâre mute in the face of your mate's anger.Â
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"How many hours do you think will exist between your death and mine?â
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Youâre silent as Jimin drives, but his eyes meet yours in the rearview mirror. You donât see any pity in his eyes maybe because Yoongi, like you, had nearly left them broken. Had actually left and stayed gone. Yoongi will never quite deserve pity for words like those. Yoongi directs your face away from Jimin and back to his.
âHow many god damn it!â He grips your cheeks, gentle, fingers that touch so softly, that cradle you, shaking all the while.Â
âFive? Ten? Sweetheart- I'd last 5 minutes without you and you won't even look at me long enough to apologize and you don't make it easy- I don't-
"Yoongi. That is enough."Â
Jimin is steely. Cutting him off before Yoongi can say something that he regrets and that he doesn't mean. But Yoongi wonât continue anyway. He's crying so hard he canât see your face, canât even see the way that you crumple.
He rests his forehead on your shoulder for the remainder of the drive. Pushing away your hands every time you try and wrap them around him until youâre crying with how frustrated you are. Keeping that one point of contact only, his crumpled face pressed against your mating mark.Â
He doesnât want your touch- the touch of someone who hurt him. This is the first time that Yoongi has denied you something so simple, something so habitual as your arms around his shoulders.Â
Your pleas fall on deaf ears, your words come too late. "I'm sorry, i'm so sorry Yoongi I didn't mean- please believe me- I didn't- Please i'm so sorry-"
Itâs a pity isnât it; someone always has to love the other more. This is the oldest story, and there is no other story. Karma comes just in time or not at all. But right now? Right now it does not feel nice being Yoongiâs karma for leaving the pack all those months ago.Â
The car ride is mostly silent for the rest of the drive. The car has barely stopped when Yoongi scrambles to get out. The car door flings open with the momentum of Jimin stopping. The hood is hot when he skims his fingers across it steadying himself to round it and dash inside.
Your hands shake too hard to unbuckle yourself as Yoongi hurries, he almost runs. Hoseok gets out of the car, shouting "Yoongi!" but your mate doesn't turn around, doesn't do anything but barrel past the others. Pushing away their worried questions and hands to get inside the house.Â
The bindings on your hands are already bleeding a little bit, your hands chubby and swollen, and unable to see the seat buckle as you claw at it.Â
A warm chest hits the side of your face as strong arms reach around you. Jungkook unbuckles you, close and filling the backseat in Yoongi's absence. He holds you for a second, giving you a squeeze and a sideways hug. "Just give him a second itâs gonna be alright."Â
You stare at Jungkook for a second. Wiping your tears away with a curled fist. He looks tired. âI mean youâre literally his mate so- it's not like he can really...â Jungkook trails off, and the keys jingle in Jimin's hands as he waits. mute and unreadable, staring at the steps where tae stands with Jin and Namjoon.
"Aren't you guys going to yell at me too?" Jungkook snorts, and when you pull back to look at his face, he doesn't look angry, he doesn't even look tired.Â
"That wouldn't solve anything." Your face crumples further, but Jungkook just starts to pull you to the edge of the leather seat to hug you better under the guise of firmly setting you on your feet.Â
"What I am gonna do is make you go work out with me. I'm gonna make you do like- so many burpees in punishment for making me run that early in the morning."
You laugh wetly and Jungkook giggles, nuzzling the top of your head. Gripping around your waist to pick you up just a little.Â
Jin looks just as puffed up as Yoongi but so much less angry, wrapped in your big blue blanket like a cape, a corner pulled over his head and ears like a hood, his fluffy bunny slippers poking out below.
The wooden planks of the deck have dried in the winter sunlight and Tae is barefoot where she stands, silk robe too thin for the winter chill. looking at you with that same hollow look sheâs had for the last day.
Jin doesnât try to grab Yoongi as he stalks past. Namjoon sends a conflicted glance at him and then at you. His shoulders are pinned up by his ears, the scraggly five o'clock shadow he wears looks tear tacky. He looks at you for a single second but then heads into the house after your mate. You blanch, but you're not surprised that Namjoon needs a second before he talks to you too.Â
The pervasive sound of wrenching can be heard echoing out into the porch, and a look inside says that Namjoonâs got a hand on Yoongi's back where he's bent over the sink. Throwing up nothing because your mate had hardly eaten last night- worried about you and Hobi. You've never felt more undeserving of him, the guilt hits you harder than any words ever could.
You swallow at the bottom of the steps. Hoseok and Jungkook and Jimin behind you, hand on the small of your back urging you forward gently. Willing to let you stray more than a few steps away after chasing you down.
Jin is extra tall and on the upper step, looking down at you with an unreadable expression on his face, he places a hand over the back of your neck scruffing you smoothly and evenly until you almost fall, knees already shaky. Jungkook steps up and grabs you before you hit the floor. But Jin just stoops. Lips brushing the shell of your ear.
âWhen this is over, when everyone is safe, weâre going to have a long long talk about this. About why pups donât make decisions on their own. Give me your phone.â
You can hear Jiminâs grimace in his voice, âYoongi already broke it.âÂ
âAre you angry with me?â You ask lower lip wobbling, tears drifting down your nose, âPlease donât be angry with me- please-â Jin squeezes the nape of your neck again, harder. Youïżœïżœsee sparkles in your vision- your body compensating for Jin's touch even though you're so tired you feel like you might pass out. You easily submit to the scruff, you'll do anything Jin asks right now just to temper his disappointment.
Hoseok grabs under your elbows to keep you standing. Between him and Jin and Jungkook- youâre a soggy little bundle of omegas. You donât see it, but from the railing, Tae cups Jiminâs cheek.Â
Jin croons. âHush pup. Come inside where it's warm. We've got a lot to talk about- mostly what we can do besides make rash decisions like that."Â
Hoseok's hand is on Jin's wrist before he has a chance to continue. Eyes bright with something that looks an awful lot like hope.Â
"About that..." Hoseok gulps, âWe think we figured out how to get out of this Jinnie. I have to talk to Yoongi about it again but-â Jin tugs Hoseok onto his other shoulder.
âI think weâve figured a way out of this.â Â
You sniffle where you're tucked against Jin's chest, but youâre right next to his scent gland when it swells with pride, sweet and milky. Jin runs the back of his hand softly over Hoseok's warm cheeks, and croons.
âGood puppy.â
~-~
The next time you call Moonbyul, youâre all sitting around the dining room table. The blinds are drawn and Noodle has been fed. Jiminâs collection of guns lay on the table in several neat little rows, the barrels of them pointed in the same direction like the legs of some long-dead arachnid.Â
A list of demands and a dialogue are written out in front of you but they're not for you. Jin and Yoongi will be doing most of the talking. You've done nothing for the last hour it took to hatch the plan other than sit obediently at the reach of your alphas. Willing to trade little 'I'm sorries' and the barest attempt at teasing after you'd gotten up to get a glass of water and they'd all flinched. Jimin had even gotten up and out of his chair before shaking his head and sitting back down. instincts reacting to your movement before his brain caught up.
"Would it make you feel better if you put me in handcuffs?"
"Only if they're the fuzzy ones."Â
"Jk- now is not the time.â
All in all, Jungkook and Hobi seem to be the ones who are the least angry at you for trying to pull that stunt. Jimin's just a little more tactile with you than usual pulling you to sit close to him at the table. rubbing over your knee. Fiddling with your hands and gently avoiding the wounds there.
Namjoon still can't look at you, eyes flickering away every time you speak. Not angry- but maybe still upset- still working through his feelings.Â
There are more important things to work through; the plan, the facts of what you know, a list with numbers sit next to your dialogue. The facts of everything connected with arrows and different handwriting and a good bit of doodles- courtesy of Jungkook and Tae (and you- when she'd prodded).Â
Your list goes like this:
Moonbyul is not an alpha (verified by Hobi)Â (ew it's so gross to think of you with another omega hyung)
Only an alpha can rule the family. (That's a little sexist) (I didn't write the rules Tae)
LEVERAGE.Â
âáą. .áąâ (JK- stop doodling on official FBI documents.)Â
Yoongi hasn't spoken a word to you since he came inside the house and you don't expect him to right now. Thatâs hardly the most important matter at hand. Baby steps.
Baby steps.Â
You call her with Jiminâs work burner. The one he keeps in his car and uses exclusively for instructions about which murder and which target needs to be taken out. Moonbyul answers on the first ring and guesses itâs you before you even have a chance to speak. The others had unanimously decided that you wouldn't be speaking for this conversation. You don't mind sitting back for this.Â
Whatever makes them happy, whatever makes them feel better.Â
Her voice strikes a chill down your spine, now that you know that she's the one who hurt Hobi. It's her he sees behind his eyes on his worst days and it's her voice he hears when his internal monologue becomes vicious and self-shaming. You hear it differently than you did before; a cross between a snake's hiss and the purr of some dark-furred jungle cat.Â
âAny much longer and youâre going to be late pup, you know how impatient I can be.âÂ
It's surprisingly difficult to not give her a piece of your mind. Your hands tighten into fists, your bones and skin all tight where you'd hurt your hands. But before your knuckles can even go white a big hand covers yours, prying your fingers apart so that your fingernails don't dig into the gauze, still bloody. You look up at Namjoon. He shakes his head, just a little, and you relax your hands.
Yoongi leans over the table so that his voice comes across clearer over the speakerphone.Â
âI think youâll want to be patient for this alpha- or should I say omega.âÂ
Hoseok holds the edge of the table hard, leaning in too. He's sure the hitch of his breath must be audible over the phone. But Moonbyul doesn't remark on it. Jinâs hand remains settled on the nape of his neck and you wish you were sitting next to him too.
Yoongi scoots himself closer to the edge of the table. On the side opposite from you. âThe claws of an alpha donât suit you, cousin.â Â
Moonbyul laughs and none of you smile. The tone of her voice shifts, a bit more serious. âThey fit me better than they'd fit you. Let me see how deep your bite is or should I ask Hoseok? Is that pup there? How about Minnie and mommy?âÂ
Tae folds her hands over her chest, affronted, but doesn't speak either. Your hand goes hard on Namjoon's wrist and he grips yours back just as hard. Holding out his hand for Hobi's across the table.Â
You open your mouth to retaliate- for the comment on Tae alone (you're not sure how Moonbyul found out about your nickname for her) but Jimin mouths across the table, âDonâtâ You're all silent, waiting for her next move.
Jin's FBI training kicks in. Negotiation and kidnappings had been a course he'd been required to take during his orientation to the fbi. and his voice is measured and polite.
"I think we're past the point of petty jabs and assassin's, aren't we? Let's talk, pack omega to pack omega."
âYou want to parley then? Make a deal?â
Jin drums his hands across the table. Nervous but his voice doesn't shake, not even a little bit.
âThis has gone on for long enough. Letâs meet.â
~-~
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Moonbyul comes in with the quiet.Â
The hours drag on in the space before she arrives at the house. The pack perks up in the direction of every errant sound or neighbor in your cul-de-sac. The sound of the little kids across the street leaving for Saturday morning sports, of the dull scape of someone shoveling out their driveway, the rumbling of distant cars on the highway.
Itâs a Sunday, isnât it? Strange, that this kind of thing should happen on a Sunday. Jimin stares out at the driveway, leaning against the railing, and thinks it must be some sort of punishment both wretched and divine. He smokes his cigarette, spitting the smoke out like he's burning, and shakes off the shivers of a god he doesn't believe in.
He finishes his cigarette, then he and the others and ready the house for Moonbyulâs arrival.Â
Hobi feels every tick of the clock like the beat of his heart knowing that sheâs on her way. Sheâd started driving after Jimin had shown her a video of his guns being thrown into the river. A meeting without any weapons will be as safe as anyone can get.
But still- the pack isn't stupid. Hobi watches from the kitchen as Jin tapes the packâs sharpest and largest kitchen knife under the kitchen table in front of his seat as well as Jiminâs and Yoongiâs just in case.Â
Allowing her inside the den goes against every instinct. To have their softest most safe place violated by the presence of someone who has hurt them like this. It's almost too much. But to have the upper hand and have this meeting on their turf is more than theyâve hoped for. So Namjoon restrains his growls, hand still held in yours at the table. After a tangle of so many hours and days of all this violence, the pack takes their chances for a way out.Â
You'd discussed the meeting happening at the house before you'd even called and agreed. Talked it out between the eight of you the idea location for any meet up. Only Namjoon was against it- but he's been overruled by Jin and Yoongi.
Youâd remained mostly silent and agreed with Yoongi when it came to a vote. Warm big eyes on him, waiting for a hint of approval that never came. Jimin thinks that wound is going to take more than simple obedience to heal.Â
Yoongi doesnât know what to think, or what to do. Jin and Jimin take over most of the planning as far as whatâs going to be said and how. Everything needs to be carefully orchestrated for this to not go poorly. Everyone needs to be on their best behavior.Â
But there is hope here, on the edge of their scheming is a plan that might work- this might really work. You all might get out of this unscathed. Even Yoongi whoâs never taken a simple breath outside of this life of murder and secrets. Who has had this violence built into his blood from the moment he was born. Yoongi was born a liar. Yoongi always thought that he'd live and die belonging to his family- at the will of their beck and call.
Now he's not so sure.Â
He feels like heâs hyper-aware of you, in your orbit the way an addict is always aware of how little or lot is left of a drug. Every twitch and movement of your body sets him on edge. But when youâre not watching- Yoongi watches you. Tensing with every step you take in the direction of the door, heaving a thankful sigh whenever you pass by it.Â
He tries not to touch you but itâs hard. Heâd taken your shoes and locked them in the closet upstairs, it's silly but it's necessary.
His pulse is still beating so fast that it scares him a little. The mating mark at his hip aches with every step, he wonders if yours aches with every word or breath. Pressed there against your throat where he'd kissed countless times, where he'd nuzzled sleeplessly just last night. Breathing in your scent because it soothed him.Â
It still soothes him, even if he doesn't want it to.Â
Yoongi spends every few minutes bent over the kitchen sink or the toilet, the revulsion curling up in his gut like a snake dragging its teeth down the sides of his heart. Youâd left him again, actually left him again. Yoongi wants to scream and cry but-Â
But there are moments of you saying youâre sorry- to Tae, to Jimin, and Jungkook- who stubbornly wraps his arms around your back like a living blanket and makes you stoop forward with his weight. Or Jimin who rubs his chin across the top of your head and jostles you with the aggressiveness of his scent mark, catching your wrists in both of his hands roughly in a way that almost- almost has Yoongi intervening. He's just clumsy and tired.Â
All of you are.Â
There are other moments of Jin lingering close, speaking to you in the soft stern way that has you deflating that makes Yoongiâs body hum in that mate way- that way that lets him know you need him.Â
Namjoon hasn't changed the bandages on your hands yet, even though there's a tiny bit of blood on your right one. Yoongi wants to ask him to change it out but can't make his mouth form the words.Â
Hobi watches you from wear he rests against the couch, pointedly not sitting on the spot that Jin cleaned of blood. Holding a bit of ice to his throat and sipping on water. Able to talk now- for real. Voice strengthening with every minute.Â
Yoongi pauses by his side and asks, loud enough for you to overhear "aren't you angry?" Hoseok doesn't miss the way your shoulders tense. Youâre looking over things and talking with Jin and Jimin, clarifying something- some rules about the family that only you and Yoongi know of. There are documents on the table with the title FBI property- do not reproduce or take off premises.Â
He tips his head back against the back of the couch, Hoseokâs legs sprawled out, aching from running so hard and so fast and being so out of practice with it. Fuck- Hoseok is so tired. So anxious and so keyed up by the knowledge that Moonbyul will be here within the next hour. He yawns in Yoongiâs face without covering his mouth. His stretched lips full of teeth teeth teeth.Â
Yoongi feels his anger quiet even before Hoseok shrugs. "i don't know if my anger would make it better. i care more about making sure we all get to wake up tomorrow without feeling like shit"
Jungkook echoes the same sentiment on his way past. âSame like- I cannot wait to nestâ And Jimin nods, blonde hair fluffing. Even namjoon's subtle agreement as he does the dishes makes yoongi feel...Not better...but maybe a little less angry.
Namjoon does the dishes, but you're his close shadow. They could wait- but Namjoon needs something to do with his hands besides holding onto yours. You still havenât talked at all, and haven't apologized verbally to him for that phone call. He wants a wide birth and you give it to him.
Survival first- and apologies and forgiveness later. Â
"I think motive counts for something too," Hoseok says, looking at you across the room helping Namjoon stack dishes without being asked. "You didn't mean to hurt us when you left, but you felt like you had to." Yoongi swallows hard and feels like he's the one who's been choked in the last 48 hours.
If thereâs one thing Yoongi hates, itâs how love makes you forgive. (Yoongi wouldnât be standing in this house right now with the pack if love wasnât this way). You could hurt me and Iâd ask for it, beg for it really, as long as Iâm still yours. As long as you stay.Â
At the beginning, the fact that Yoongi loved you more always hurt the pack, Jin especially. But watching Yoongiâs eyes follow your movements as you're asked to do some small remedial task to appease the pack, watching you do it with so much sweet eagerness. the pack find that they're thankful for it.
You say youâre sorry to anyone who will listen. And Jungkook's endless replies of "it's okay" make Yoongi's ears itch in the interim.
The moments and minutes stretch out long.
But about an hour before Moonbyul is due to arrive, in the quiet panic of making sure things are ready and just waiting, Jin tries to convince you to go upstairs for the entirety of your meeting. But as much as the pack doesn't want to admit it you might be the best at getting what you want from Moonbyul. They're prepared for you to be a little bratty about it, to push back a little regardless of the circumstances.
What they're not prepared for is Hoseok standing up in the center of the room, setting his icepack on the couch with a small crunch, before he says âI want to see her again.âÂ
It's met with an immediate rejection, and a barrage of questions from the other alpha's, Jimin and Namjoon especially have their hackles raised. Yoongi actually checks his ears to see if they're bleeding. Jin quite literally grabs Hobi and shakes him a little. But heâs convinced that he needs too. Heâs got questions for her that no one else can answer.
You had been the one person who had agreed with him. Some questions can only be answered by the person who hurt you.Â
Moonbyul isnât stupid- she wonât walk into your den without a few face cards in her hands. You wonât let her come here without a card up your sleeve either. But aces are aces- a royal flush will beat 4 aces every time, and itâs up to you who wears the crown.Â
You watch the pack put on the air of royalty. Watch Namjoon recline at the head of the table the picture of Pack alpha ease. Scent blockers are applied to all of you liberally out of necessity. You rub it into Hobiâs scent gland yourself (You wonât let Moonbyul get a wif of him).
You watch your mate settle into his shoulders; neck held high. Putting on the same Placid but brutal he'd worn the first time you'd met him. That untouchable coldness that all members of the family wear out of necessity.Â
But Yoongi had never been good enough at keeping the warmth out of his eyes. Even back then.
Moonbyul comes in a black car, non-descript. She's driving herself today. No extra ears or extra packmates attached to her hip. Even Hyejin is absent and itâs strange, strange to not see her get out of the car with her.
It sets you off kilter when you peer out the window. Lingering until Yoongi comes close. Your breath hitches as his hands touch your shoulders. Urging you upstairs without a word, an unspoken heaviness in his eyes.
Regardless of what you'd agreed, now that she's here. yoongi doesn't think he can do this if you're not upstairs safe.
âBut Yoongi- Hobi-â Hobi stands by the door. If he's going to talk to her you want to be by his side. But Yoongi's scared, you can see it in his face and feel it in the mating mark.
You think you'll have a few more moments to sort this out, but Moonbyul does not knock on your door, she just lets herself in.Â
âCousin!â she starts, splaying her hands like sheâs about to go in for a hug but Yoongi does not smile, Yoongi does nothing but glare at her until her smile and her hands both drop.Â
Seeing Moonbyul again after so long does not feel like just seeing her photograph. For a second Hoseok feels cold, so so cold looking at her face. Her fair skin, her silver hair. Tunnel vision and the most dizzying mix of fear and anger and alpha posturing that heâs ever felt. His instincts yell at him, screaming in his ear that he needs to run, needs to get away.Â
She smells different, metallic and medicinal, different than her sweet omega peppermint smell that he remembers. It's stronger now- more musky. the scent of an alpha and not an omega. Hoseok wouldn't be able to pinpoint that it was an artificial change if he hadn't smelled the same sort of hormone shift on Tae.
Heâs distantly aware that there are people in between him and her, you, Yoongi, Jimin, Namjoon, and even Jungkook who fluffs up, looking determined and like heâs about to unleash all 5 years of experience he has teaching kickboxing on her. (Tae stays at the back of the room- the soft and delicate fairy star child that she is- but even she subtly stands straighter, eyeing Moonbyulâs stiff black coat with the same air that Anna Wintour might wear while viewing a subpar fashion show).
6 feet away and every bit of his instincts is yelling at him to move, to run. His heart thunders in his ears like a battalion of racehorses. How stupid of him to think he was ready- that seeing her face after all these years wouldnât hurt- that the fear wouldnât be there- his breath hitches and-
She grins at him and Hoseok flinches.Â
In his peripheries, he sees Namjoon and Jimin start to say or do something. Hoseok had put himself- almost perfunctorily in front of you. But after a second with your hand on his wrist tightening, you put yourself between him and her. Stepping around him and Yoongi in one clean movement and blocking his face from view. Moonbyul just raises her eyebrows at you.Â
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Before anything more can happen- before any jabs or warnings can be exchanged, a grey mass skitters across the floor. As quick as a bullet and twice as violent. Out for blood and the bringer of death.
Puffed up and looking large and menacing. Noodle yowls loud, a war cry, before driving his needle-like teeth into Moonbyul's ankle and right through the leather of her Louis Vuitton boots, ripping them with a vicious toss of his neck.
âWhat the fuck-âÂ
Moonbyul startles, knocking into the wall in her surprise at your cat's viciousness. She hardly wastes a breath before she kicks Noodle clear across the floor.Â
You gasp and Tae makes a noise. But Noodle is totally fine, He goes hissing and spluttering, and claws his way right back for more not deterred in the slightest. He leaves gash marks on the shiny floor as he aims himself, back to bite her again.Â
You have no doubt that heâd be headed for bloodshed and her other ankle if Yoongi didnât scoop him up from the floor and hold him to his chest. Honestly- Noodle looks more surprised at Yoongi holding him than he does about getting kicked.Â
âIf you touch my fucking cat again, Iâll fucking kill you." Yoongi's deadly serious. No part of him joking as he says it.
It's barely 60 seconds in and this meeting is already going to shit.Â
Namjoon steps up and steps around Yoongiâs shoulder shoving the beta behind him as Noodle starts to squirm in Yoongi's hold. âPlease, lets just get this over with.â He tips his head and gestures to the dining room table for her to sit.Â
Tae takes Noodle from Yoongiâs arms. Checking his stomach. Glaring at Moonbyul who does not grin, does not smile, only tucks an errant hair behind her ear.
The sound of chair legs scraping the floor is the only sound as the 9 of you sit in silence. Noodle stays in Taeâs lap, big tail swishing as his beady yellow eyes track Moonbyul across the room. Everyoneâs silent, settling. Yoongi and Jimin are the ones seated closest to Moonbyul. You and Hobi are the farthest by Namjoon on the other side.Â
âWell- youâre the one who wanted to talk.â But Moonbyul is not looking at Jin and Namjoon and Yoongi- sheâs looking at Hoseok- who can do little but look at her through his bangs. Skin burning when she looks at it. A feeling like Hoseok wants to hide and maybe shower until his skin falls off almost overcoming him and making him run.Â
âI didnât want to talk, I wanted to get you fucking flayed out on this kitchen table and-â
âJimin.â Tae cuts him off with a snap of her teeth around his name. Her hand is on Hobiâs thigh, holding him still keeping his thigh from jumping up and down under the table.
âThe time for violence is over,â Jin says sternly.Â
Moonbyul grins, âis it?â she drags a sharp nail over a groove in the table. A spot where a bullet or maybe a knife grazed it, probably from the last few days. You wouldnât know where it came from even if you thought hard about it.
âSome would consider the very act of possessing something thatâs mine violence and you have two things that belong to me.âÂ
Hoseok shivers, and you narrowly avoid snapping a smart retort at her. Jiminâs fingers hover around the knife under the table. Ready to wip it out and drive it clean through her hand splayed on the table. Ready to kill her in the next second if the pack wish it. Heâs half convinced he should do it before she opens her mouth because Hoseok looks like heâs going to be sick all over the table and Tae is shaking faintly.Â
But then Jimin looks up, meets your eyes, and takes his eyes off of his target for a second. You shake your head a little imperceptibly.Â
âSome would also consider lying violence as well- how well do you think that the rest of your family and organization would handle the fact that theyâve been lied too?â
Yoongi settles, tilting his head. Jin and Yoongi are a dangerous pair when they talk through things like this. âWe both know that all Iâd have to do is pick up a phone and youâd be dead. You and your pack. If you kill me- someone will tell and you'll die. If you touch my pack again- I'll tell and you'll die. And if even think about taking my mate from me again- if i start to sense that you've tried to manipulate her away from me in the slightest- I'll kill you my fucking self."
She turns to you, mirth toying at her lips, "I got away with killing the beta once, what makes you think I can't do it again?"Â
Jin smiles at her, it's an honest and genuine smile. "The truth is- you gave us too much time to think. Too much time to figure it out and plan. There's a trigger clause out there. On a computer you couldn't possibly find. If I don't log in every 36 hours, an email will be sent with pictures of her recipe book to the director of the FBI, and you'll go down for it."
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Moonbyul turns to you, narrowing her eyes, "You'd risk going to prison or being killed? Rather than be with me?"Â
You shrug. "You- prison- tomato tamato. And besides- I know enough- you made sure I knew enough to be useful to them. I'd probably land a sweet gig in witness protection."
Tae pets over noodles head, smiling at you, "We could call Noodle meatball."
Yoongi straightens, getting you back on track. "We'd also send pictures and evidence to the heads of house too; you'd have to take your pick who you'd want to deal with- them or the Feds."Â
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Moonbyul goes quiet and for the first time but you know you have her backed into a corner with this. This secret- this secret is truly her undoing. She fidgets, settling herself firmly into the uncomfortable chair.Â
And then it comes, her concession, âWhat do you want?â
Yoongi nearly lunges forward with how eager he is to outline your terms. âRelease Jimin from his contract. Let Y/n go and relinquish the bullshit claim you have on her. Donât punish Jin for working for the FBI and never contact me again for my responsibilities as a beta. Leave us alone- never touch us again and you can have your empire. We wonât say a word to anyone about your true sub-gender.â He lays his hands flat on the table. "But lay a finger on any one of my packmates and I'll tell everyone what you really are."Â
Moonbyul is a manipulator first and foremost, and a good one at that, you donât know if itâs honesty or a simple tactic when she turns to Tae and appeals to her.
âYouâd let them do this for what? One female alpha to the other?â Moonbyulâs eyes are too empty for her to be totally honest. Jungkook canât stop his flinch. She knows what sheâs doing. How to find the weak spots in your conviction and press at them. Â
âOne trans person to another? You'd let them forcefully out me? don't you know how wrong that is?â
You physically canât look at her, you have to look away- and Jimin looks like he wants to punch her, jaw rolling- preparing to spit before Tae splays her hands on the table, chipped nail polish catching the light.Â
Tae struggles to find the right words. âI donât know if your reasons are the same as mine.âÂ
Moonbyul scoffs, crossing her arms. The mask slips at the same second. âSure they are. You chose to become a woman rather than stay a man because you liked the set of qualities your life could have as a woman better. That's no different from me choosing to be an alpha over an omega because it gave my pack and me the most security.â
You know, you know in your heart that security isn't what Moonbyul's after, it's always been power, but Tae's scent starts to leak around the scent blockers, going sour.
Tae sits back in her chair. âThatâs the thing- it wasnât a choice.â
Moonbyulâs fingernails are digging into her arms in an effort to keep her hands busy. âWas it? You were comfortable being a man once until the risks outweighed the benefits of not being honest with the people you love. That seems like a choice to me- if it wasnât a choice- youâd never have had to tell anyone- theyâd just have known.âÂ
Moonbyul has always had a terrible knack for finding people's soft spots, Hoseok knows this, and yet he can't say anything. Can't come to Tae's defense. Can't scream at her to shut up- to not touch Tae. To not find the weakest link or perhaps a link she can exploit.
Taeâs hands tighten into a fist and she swallows, before standing up from the table. Noodle falls to the floor with a jingle of his bell collar and an offended meow. Tae leaves the room heading up the stairs and leaves you behind. Done with Moonbyul and the conversation, A choice in itself. You follow her, heading upstairs after Tae with not even a glance in Moonbyulâs direction.Â
Moonbyul laughs and laughs and laughs, itâs a little unhinged. The pack stays silent. They just watch her. Yoongi settles into his shoulders and when she leans back in the chair and tucks her hair behind her ear, sheâs still smiling.
âAlright cousin, letâs draw up terms.â
The family does things in old ways, a smear of Yoongiâs blood and Moonbyulâs blood on the bottom of a slip of paper and their names ink signed. A red seal printed with both of their initials. Paper that Jin will burn up later because whatâs written on it could condemn them all. She also writes up a release of Jiminâs contract too- this one does not get burned. While Jin types up his resignation too.
âIâd still laser off your fingerprints if I were you.â Jimin is already planning on it. Heâs not too worried about the loss of income or the family possibly rolling on him and using his long history of murder to put him in jail. He still has his other job after all.
In the end, Moonbyul leaves not with a bang, but with the click of the closing door, soft as all can be. Violent with the gentleness of her actions when she gets up from the table and says goodbye to Yoongi and only Yoongi. But when she makes to leave, she has to pass by the stairs where you wait.
You do not speak from up on top of the stairs, where youâd gone after Tae and left after she told you she was fine, that she wanted to be alone for a moment. Now Moonbyul smiles from the bottom step. Her teeth catch the light like the pearls at the bottom of the ocean.
âI guess it was never going to be us, was it?â Her eyes flick to the mark on your neck and all at once youâre reminded of the feeling of it;
Geumjaeâs teeth sink into your throat, the pulse of your veins around his teeth, the feeling of his tongue hitting your skin and the pain and shock of it. Her smiling feels like that. Her smiling up at you makes it feel like sheâs taking something from you.Â
âThere is something in you thatâs hungry pup- hungry for more than they can give you. And when they realize that- when they realize that youâre more like me than like Tae- Donât worry, Iâll be waiting for when you decide that this is not enough.âÂ
Your finger trails down the railing of the stairs. You donât meet her eyes. âThatâs the thing isnât it, I do get to decide, donât I? It's my choice.â
But Hoseok is there, between you and her, and thereâs no one between the two of them. Not Noodle or the others although Yoongi gets up quick and comes over to his side. Both of you hem Hobi in.Â
âWait- I just have one question for you- before you go.â
Moonbyul hovers, hand on the door. Almost out of your lives for good. You keep a hand on Hobiâs back, holding him, letting him know youâre there. You can feel the tremble in his shoulders.Â
âWhy did you do it, why did you hurt me like that when you could have just left? Iâve thought through it for years but Iâve never been able to figure it out. Did you know that you were hurting me when you did it?â
âYes,â there isnât a bit of remorse in her face, none at all.Â
Maybe Hoseok is expecting something like this- something like this: âI thought if we broke you down, we might be able to remake you into something greatâ
âI didnât need to be changed I just needed you to love me.â
 But there is none of that. Itâs infuriating and it will bother him for years later but what Hoseok gets is this:Â
âThere wasnât a reason, we were just bored and waiting for my father to give me the chance to transition.â transition into power or transition into an alpha? She doesn't clarify. Sheâs remorseless, nothing in her inflection indicates that she regrets what she did.Â
âYou werenât the first.âÂ
Hoseok feels nauseous like he's going to be sick on the entryway floor. Hobi doesnât respond and she leaves without a second glance behind her. Out of your lives for good. Leaving Hoseok standing there in the precipice of the door, watching her pull away from the house and staring at the empty driveway after sheâs gone. He'll never see her again after today.
Namjoon gets up and opens up a window, clearing the house of her smell of peppermint.
He doesnât realize heâs crying until you dab your sleeve at his cheek. Yoongi at his front and you holding him from behind, keeping him together as he cries and cries and cries. Jimin puts himself between you two and the door, a knife that he'd tapped under the table in his hands.
Jungkook huffs. "Should have stabbed her when you had the chance Minnie."
Closure escapes him, just out of his fingers. Hoseok wants to run after her and demand an apology. But he doesnât know whatâs better, an apology thatâs hollow or none at all. No one talks for a moment while they watch her car pull out of the driveway and leave. No one says a word.Â
And then Jin gets up from the table and walks over to the kitchen. Namjoon follows him. Taeâs at the top of the steps, sheâs changed her clothes from her PJs and washed off the scent blockers. Her hair hangs shaggy and messy over her glossy face, her bangs in a curly pink roller, and her skin pearly from her skincare.
She doesnât smell distressed or upset. She doesnât smell like anything at all but sheâs wearing her favorite pink sweater. She comes close, runs her hands through Hobi's hair.
"I'll be fine, just give me a second I just need-"
"You cry for as long as you need to ho-baby."
"Yeah- cry as much as you want, use me as a napkin for all I care." your shirt is wet at the collar where Hobi burrows in.
Jin opens up the pack's liquor cabinet. Small and just to the side of the fridge. None of them really drink- but occasionally patients give Namjoon expensive bottles of whiskey for saving their lives. Jin pours himself a full glass of the most expensive bottle of it. No ice. He pours a second glass for Yoongi without asking.Â
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Itâs barely noon, but when he asks âwho wants a drink?â Seven hands shoot up.
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Notes:
the very fist part of this chapter where hoseok and her are on the train was a part that i liked until final edits and then it felt??? idk??? clunky??? maybe a bit repetitive???? idk what it is and it's way too late to fix it T-T
this chapter is really an ode to what i originally thought of for bily, in the og version of this story yoongi was supposed to hate the m/c at the beginning for taking him away from the pack. i think his anger at the end is entirely justified- it's also like- his karma for leaving at the beginning you know? he might take it a bit too far in his reaction but tbh- i think we can cut him some slack for everything he's ever given to the m/c- all of the unconditional love.
i think that the train is like- a metaphor for getting better, or not getting better and keeping going on the reductive patterns that make you sick, because the things that make you feel better- like picking at a sticky scab- will only make you scar deeper. this is the last moment for the m/c, the moment she starts to heal for good.
the moment where hobi and the m/c are walking up to the car and yoongi is there i litterally see him puffing up like a studio ghibli charecter you know? or maybe like noodle whenever yoongi comes close.
honestly- the line where yoongi says that she doesn't love him like he loves her made me fucking sick when i wrote it like???? not me lowkey not giving them a happy ending. but i think that the part of bily thats always been fun to experiment with is how people sometimes people hurting you doesn't change how you feel about them.
did you catch the reasons wreched and divine refrence????
the line that yoongi says âFive? Ten? Sweetheart- I'd last ////5 minutes without you and you won't even look at me long enough too apologize and-"Â is very much a refrence to what hoseok says to yoongi at the begining of the series "You wonât even tell me now when I'm fucking dying over you, suffocating under the weight of things you just wonât say- and you donât even care!â and i think thats pretty.
i think the yoongi parts will either make you guys feel vindicated or upset. i think it's up to you if he goes too far when he's angry- but i do think it's very human of him to get so angry like...the m/c is his whole fucking world...he will get over it! don't worry! he's just momentarily angry!
the part between when the pack call her and she arrifes felt really clunky while i was editing it, i decided not to take it down too much because i wanted you guys to feel some of their anticipation- but maybe it's too much. it's this kind of part that might get seriously paired down once i go back through bily and clean it up
"fuck this bitch"- noodle probably
noodle is like my favorite charecter i swear to god i love him so so much. i had the idea that he would be the only one to get some bloodletting in since the very begining of the series before he was ever written into the story. this is also the begining of them sorta being friends like- after this noodle is alot more tolerant of yoongi.
Moonbyul discloses that she has some pretty uncomfy views of being trans in this! i think it's pretty obvious that it's not meant to be like 'this is how all trans people are' and more of an effort to contrast tae- we are also talking like fake secondary genders here as well so- do with that what you will!
i also wanted to make the point with hobi and moonbyul's part at the end that sometimes the people who hurt you have no remorse, you don't get clousrure from them because they'll never admit that they shouldn't have done something. and the biggest closure that you can get is from giving yourself the strenght to let go. in a way- this directly contrasts the parts on the train in the begining. in order to heal a wound you have to stop touching it.
this chapter may feel like an ending in a sense because it is an end of all the mafia parts. truly- after this chapter we won't see any more violence or blood or anything close to the last 6. it's all happy endings from here <3 Thank you for sticking with it!
How BTS Would React to You Coming Home Drunk (and Horny) from a Night Out with Friends | NSFW
Pairing: BTS x Reader/You/Yn (some gendered + some non-gendered)
Rating: NSFW! Mature (18+) Minors DNI.
Word Count:Â 691ish
Genre:Â scenario/imagine, smut, sprinklings or crack/fluff, established relationships.
Warnings:Â mentions of drinking (consensual drunken behavior between partners), reader is wearing a dress because ease of access.
Sexually Explicit Content:Â penetration (penis is whatever you want to imagine: vagina/ass), cunnilingus, fellatio, nipple play, cockwarming, kissing/making out, overstiumulation, cuddling. Let me know if I missed anything!
đïž Note: Iâll format this tomorrow. But in tradition of when this imagine was made, thatâs a sober Kie problem. A repost from @/goodsoop. Edited 8/20/23 to include warnings!
Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted here.Â
KSJ: would be mildly "unapproving" of your loose behavior but would fix himself a double and quickly get on your level. Until you both were drunk, loudly playing video games on the couch of the game room. This of course escalates into you attempting to cheat by climbing into his lap. You end up getting distracted by his beautiful lips and it turns into a sloppy, laughter filled fuck on the sectional. Jin boasts that he, of course, won. In the game and in getting you off.
MYG: was asleep when you drunkenly climbed into bed, laying on top of him Jung-Hoseok-spread-eagle style. Grumbles about the fact youâre going to have a hangover tomorrow. Slips out from under you and begins to remove your clothes. Batting away your wandering hands that are attempting to climb under his shirt. He leaves you passed out on top of the covers to get water and pain reliever. Returning to your sad attempt at getting yourself off. Huffs at you to let him do it, because he secretly loves how pliable and vocal you are when he gives you head this way.
JHS: is also in bed, you strip down to your panties and climb under the covers with him. He sleepily pulls you back into him, large hands drifting down your bare body. You have no trouble rousing Hoseok for drunken foreplay, heâs already hard. But he just wants a little cock warming tonight. To feel you clench around him as he plucks your nipples between nimble fingers and drifts off into the wettest dream of his life.
KNJ: was up late reading, stands up to greet you, reading glasses still on. Catches your mouth just as you tug his face to yours. The two of you clumsily fumbling with each other across the living room. He curses as he accidentally drops you onto the coffee table. But youâre unharmed and laughing, hands already reaching to tug down his sweats. Giving him a thoroughly dedicated blow job. Until he coats your throat and is moaning at you to stop.
PJM: is waiting for you in the bedroom, watching a new drama. Waiting in his boxers for the return of handsy and affectionate you. This is the only time that youâre almost as touchy with him as he is you. You donât even take your dress off, just drop your panties at the bedroom door. Climbing onto Jiminâs lap to kiss the lips you had been thinking about since your second drink. Itâs slow and intense sex that has you both crying out from overstimulation.
KTH: is mopey of course that he couldnât go with you and the "girls". Has a bit of a wine buzz and is dancing around the kitchen to some Leon Bridges. You slip into his waltz and Tae serenades you, spinning you around the island. Until youâre pulled into a mutual kiss like two magnets, charged by the music and alcohol pulsing through your veins. He pins you against the island with his husky, low groans. Fingers slipping under the hem of your dress, and under your panties until his fingers are coated in your essence. He swallows your cries of pleasure, murmuring quiet pleas against your lips, begging for you to take him out next time.
JJK: he of course is gaming when you get home. So you slip past him, dropping your clothes along the way to catch his attention. He grumbles to his teammates in frustration, excusing himself from the game. Running to catch up with you just as you make it to the bedroom door, nude as fuck. You squeal as he spins you around and peppers wet, open mouth, kisses from your neck to the top of your knees. Before folding you across the edge of the bed, ass bare to him. Making quick, erratic work of your orgasms. Before collapsing on top of you, his t-shirt collecting the sweat that had accumulated on your back. He abandons the game to climb into bed with you, cuddling naked.
Geto Suguru with a gn poc reader sfw headcanons puewwwwww
n: this is probably so ooc but who cares he loves him some sweet melanin babes đđœ
- Geto loves your hair like literally he will ask if he could help you do your hair etc that has to do with your hair just because heâs so amazed by how fluffy it is đ
- âBabe, I want to help you with your hair..please?â
- Geto is the type of boyfriend to help you pop your pimples lowkey i think he would do something like this as if itâs an emergency âAH, BABE I HAVE A PIMPLE, MY PRECIOUS MELANIN SKIN IS RUINED!â âIâM ON MY WAY.â and heâd be there within seconds typical geto đ€
- âAndâŠ.I got it! There you go, baby. Do you want me to help you wash your face now?â
- Geto fucking loves your lips and your nose. he thinks itâs so fucking worthy of worship that your lips are plumped and your nose is cute as a button. âMay I have a kiss, miâlady?â âGeto, this is the 50th time you asked me for a kiss! Why donât you just hop on the bed and let me kiss you as much as you want so you wonât have to ask anymore.â bro said say less and hopped in bed shirtless
- âYou know how much I love your kisses, baby..â
- Geto would be so curious about the essentials oils and hair grease you use. he saw you use tea tree oil and had to ask what it does to your hair. âIt helps my hair stay healthy and moisturized! Do you wanna try some for your hair, babe?â âYes, please.â then you basically sit there for hours messaging his head because you asked him if he wanted some tea tree oil in his hair good luck,,
- âI love it when you run your fingers through my hair..itâs comforting.â
- Geto will steal and use your body wash and shampoo because it reminds him of you when heâs out and about with gojo and shoko. Gojo and shoko would eye at geto because he smells like his partner..ALOT. âBro, did you use their body wash or something?â âMaybe.â he loves the smell of it he basically smells it and immediately thinks of you. aww my sweet boy đ
- âHey, Y/N? Geto came to jujutsu high smelling exactly like you..we suspect he used your hygiene products.â
- Geto would probably eat your leftovers and blame it on gojo who comes to your house every now and then. âWho ate my leftoversâŠâ you asked clearly maintaining your patience.. âGojo.â âWha- Dude I saw you eat it!â they both ended up with lumps on their heads before you went shopping with shoko. you gave geto a bunch of kisses on his head because he wouldnât stop crying about his head hurting..tsk tsk tsk..silly reader..
~Lmao I luv TXT as well, my bias is Huening Kai lol~
Namjoon:
"Oh really? I love them too, their songs are really good and I love giving them advice. We're basically company brother groups". He loves the fact that you enjoy HYBE music and even vibes with you occasionally.
Seokjin:
"Ah finally stanning a HYBE group, but don't forget who you belong to princess." His eyes shot through yours, though they looked intimidating, he was still the love of your life and he was well aware of that too.
Yoongi:
Tries to be your sugar daddy by buying you merch of all sorts but you notice his attempts to impress you. "You don't need to buy me merch to gain my love, I'll love you no matter what happens<3"
Hoseok:
Watches you admire them. "You stan them too? I like Huening Kai the most". He's also a MOA and both of you bop to their music together.
Jimin:
He tries to be cuter than your bias and would even show you the hardest BTS choreos to impress you.
Taehyung:
Jealous that you prefer another group over his group. "You know- I like them too but could you support my group too?". Accepts your choice after a while of convincing and you both karaoke TXT songs together.
~sir- u cannot look THIS fine~
Jungkook:
"Don't forget I'm still your boyfriend" energy but will share their contact numbers with you if you really beg him to.
~DAYUMMM THIS MAN BIAS WRECKING ME RN! Sorry Hobi... im sure ull be my bias wrecker again in a few weeks~
~Heyyyy guizzzz! hope u all enjoyed reading! Writing requests r always open so please drop a request if u have anything on ur mind~
Cutest Namkook moment in history- my inner Namkook stan is screaming!
In honor of Yoongiâs birthday, I want to share my ultimate favorite Yoongi stories, that Iâve read this past year (2023-2024) đ I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing âš All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart đ„č đ„ł
âMost of these fics are smutty as hell or contains dark themes, so minors dni.âÂ
If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the fic, it might seem like a tiny gesture, but it really means a lot for writers and I can guarantee it will put a smile on their facesđ Letâs share and give lots of love!
Looking for more to read? Check âThe Libraryâ or last years recs đ
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đ When your editor tells you to re-write the chapters of your book because the sex scenes are weak, suggesting you write them from experience, what do you do when you lack any kind of sexual experiences in general? You go to your friend and ask him for help with it.
đšïž Matchmaker Namjoon!! The premise is funny and leads to slight awkwardness, but itâs so good. I love the reader and Yoongiâs friendship in this. I was left speechless after reading it, I canât recommend this enough đ
âTricks of the Trade @stutterfly
// myg x f.reader // body swap!au, soulmates!au, idiots to lovers, frenemies to lovers // đ„°đđ„”
đ The convenience store across the street from your apartment carries your favorite energy drink. Thatâs why you frequent it. Itâs definitely not because you have a big fat crush on the owner youâve been flirting with for the better part of a year. Of course your brand of flirting can also be misconstrued as bickering. When a strange man wanders into the store, he thinks you need a little nudge to embrace the strings connecting you. Next thing you know youâre waking up in a body that definitely doesnât belong to you. You canât decide if itâs the best or worst thing thatâs ever happened to you.
đšïž This is utterly perfection! It is so funny and hilarious - but it is also insanely smutty! Itâs really interesting with body swapping, what they learn about each other, lol. I read this on a day where I was feeling down, and it honestly made my day! đAlso, now I kinda wanna watch âSheâs the Manâ đ
âBacktrack @mapofthesea
// myg x pjm x reader // producers!yoonmin, assistant!reader, bi!yoongi // đ„”đ„°
đ Thereâs no telling just how long youâd been stuck in the windowless studio, and youâre just about ready to walk out and forfeit your paycheck for the week, until your bosses strike up an interesting bargain.
đšïž Holy fuck đ„” I feel like I need to take a very long shower now đ«Łđ«Łđ«Ł this is probably one of the dirtiest fics Iâve read. Itâs so good đ€€
âWorkaholic @hobiwonder [10K]
// myg x f.reader // ââstrangersâ to lovers (I donât want to spoil!) // đ„”đđ„°
đ Yoongi needs to relax and Hoseok has many tricks up his sleeve to make him. None of them Yoongi thought included hiring a hooker to pay him a visit one stormy night.Â
đšïž Wow okay, this was so freaking great! Like, what??? Incredible! A masterpiece! I really really loved it đ„ș everything was so fucking good, their chemistry, the tense build up ugh, so fucking good! đŻ âš
đ In the words of the great Stevie Nicks, "Time makes you bolder, even children get older, and I'm getting older too."
đšïž This is just so fucking beautiful. Everything. About. It. Period. đ It is emotional, it is young love, and it is tender and loving - like, Yoongi is just so sweet. Their timing sucks, but thankfully Violet wrote a beautiful drabble to give the couple a lovely ending! đ Truly, please go read it, it is so good I was crying and felt so good after, itâs sweet â OKAY IâM SOFT I know.
đ Starting your second semester at one of South Koreaâs most prestigious universities should be stressful enough. Between juggling classes, good grades and a social life, your plate was full. Hoping to spice up your academic career, you thought it was a good idea to enroll as an assistant for your literature professor, whom youâve held a very secret and very forbidden crush on for the past several months. What will happen now that youâre forced to work closely together? And what if your crush isnât as one sided as you thought?Â
đšïž Holy fucking shit đ„”đ«Łđł This is just one of my favorites series, EVER đ This is in my top 10, no questions! âš
âMami @kithtaehyung
// myg x f.reader, knj x f.reader, jhs x f.reader // roommates!au, battle rap!au // đ„”
đ You somehow have a conversation with Yoongi, and you tell your roommate about a date date.
đšïž So, so good đ„” really looking forward to more of this series đ„” đ«Ł
âDamn the Charcuterie Board @bratkook
// myg x f.reader x pjm // bestfriends!au, threesome // đ„”
đ This doesnât have a summary, so here goes mine; reader has has a sling of unfulfilling sexual times, and in the company of her best friends, she thinks about a video she watched recently. Could they give her what she needed?
đšïž This has been on my reading list for so freaking long! đ„č And now I finally got to read it, and damn, it is one of the best, filthiest fics out there. So, so good! đŻđ„”
đ Min Yoongi is the top hacker in the world. He has put away countless other cyber criminals all whilst evading detection by virtually everyone he has ever crossed paths with, including the government. The diabolical super hacker that came close to tracking him down is now serving a 10 year prison sentence, all thanks to Yoongiâs handiwork. So what happens when the sentence is shortened unexpectedly? What happens when the biggest threat to public safety is roaming the streets again, determined to get revenge on the man who put him away? What happens when the worlds most infamous hacker just so happens to manage your local Mikrokosmic Electronics? A terabyte of trouble.
đšïž Shit this was incredibly good!!!! Why isnât it finished? đ I donât usually read unfinished or discontinued series, but the summary really had me and I just had to read it â and now Iâm hooked and I want more of this sexy hot hacker Yoongi! đ The story was also just so well written and the chemistry between reader and oc was so fucking perfect, and donât get me started on the smut, like ugh đ„” Gosh, Iâm so sad there arenât more parts to it (like the author planned four parts). But itâs so so good, and the cliffhanger isnât horrible (in terms of wanting to read the next chapter). It can definitely be read as a one shot, I just really, really wished there was more, because, fuck, it was perfect! đŻđâš
đ Throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brotherâs older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. but the one closest to him? that guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong⊠and this wasnât a conversation for anyone sweet or smart.
đšïž I will keep screaming about Ryen and 3tan, yes. And if you have not read it yet, please take 3-7 days off from work or school to do so đ
đ in an attempt to spice up your bedroom life with your boyfriend Min Yoongi, you suggest bringing another man into the action. Yoongi seems reluctant at first, but when you mention his friend Jeon Jungkook, he canât deny his attraction. All thatâs left to do is to convince Jungkook into participating...
đšïž this one is special to me (as is everything Ella writes honestly). This one is very controversial because of the cheating aspect in it, but it feels so real and itâs very well handled! I love it! Itâs very angsty too, made me cry multiple timesâ I was just so invested in it! Iâm really trying not to spoil too much (I already have lol). Just, read it okay??? âš
đšïž Gosh, I remember reading this sometime last year and it was perfection - it still is! âš Itâs so so so fucking good. If you havenât read it, please do so đ„č itâs also one of the best Christmasy fics đ
âEargasm + Eargasm II @lavishedinjimin [9.5K + 14K]Â
// myg x f.reader // phonesex!au, sexhotline!au // đ„”
đ the idea of having your first ever orgasm by talking to a hot, random stranger through your phone scares the living hell out of you, but maybe it wonât be as bad as you think.
đšïž holy fuck, FUCK. this is insane đ„”đ„”đ„”
đ as the daughter of one of the oldest families in the kingdom, when the king decides that it's you he wishes to marry, you're forced to make a decision and fulfill your duty, leaving behind everything you've ever known--and the only man you've ever loved.
đšïž PLEASE, PLEASEâ FUCKING PLEASE. If you have not read this one yet. Please do it now đđ„ș It made me cry in the best way possible! The world building, the characters, their love for each other shines to fucking bright and thenâ [spoiler] READ IT yelling with hands frantically moving above my head
đ the idea of having your first ever orgasm by talking to a hot, random stranger through your phone scares the living hell out of you, but maybe it wonât be as bad as you think.
đšïž it is so fucking beautiful, I canât even begin to articulate⊠fuck. I know itâs very short, but dammit I love it. Every single freaking word in this is PERFECTION.
âHard Liquor @chateautae [8k]Â
// myg x f.reader x jjk // business!au, age!au, executive boss!yoongi x employee!reader // đ„”
đ your dull evening at a bar becomes hopeful when your mysterious, handsome boss min yoongi shows you the ropes on everything alcohol, but shows you much more when he ends up buried deep inside you.
đšïž it was SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE like I donât even know where to begin??? The smut??? That has left me in utter need of Holy Water, because DAMN đ„” The writing, flow of the story was also just đŻâš
This is my little corner with my own ficsâ I donât write that much (I prefer to read), but it would mean a lot to me if you checked out my work or read it. You donât have to, itâs up to you of course đ„°
âFriendcation [110.5k]
// myg x f. reader // roadtrip!au/camping!au, f2bfwb2l, mechanic!Yoongi // đ„”đ„°đ
đgoing camping with your best friends seemed like a brilliant idea when you initially made the plans. But when you harbor secret feelings for one of them, what will become of you being close confined for three months? Trouble, thatâs what.
đšïž you might laugh, but this is very special to me because itâs the first long fic I wrote and I wrote it because I missed my sister and brother-in-law (they were going on a roadtrip across Europe, lol).
đpeople always leave. They become beautiful stars shining bright in the night sky. When life hands you lemons, youâve been told to make lemonade, but that is hard when your soul and heart is breaking apart. When you rescue a tiny cat and meet a handsome stranger in the cafe, you finally feel yourself healing â but when they too leave, how are you going to learn to love again?
đšïž this one is quite sad, but I really adore it. I wrote it when I was very depressed, so itâs very heavy in that department đ„Č
And as a something little extra, hereâs a few fics that I havenât had the time to read yet, but damn Iâm buzzing to get to read them:
Those Eyes Chico [ongoing series] @kookslastbutton
Burden @casuallyimagining
Pour some sugar on me @yoonia
Turbulence [AO3] by orphan_account
Only Yesterday [completed series] @borathae
Happy birthday to our Lotus flowers, YOONGI!!!! đ„łđâš
â„ PAIRINGS: namjoon x fem!reader ; seokjin x fem!reader ; yoongi x fem!reader ; hoseok x fem!reader ; jimin x fem!reader ; taehyung x fem!reader ; jungkook x fem!reader
â„ SUMMARY: In each of these universes, you find yourself consuming what is known as the pink pill. This pill is essentially a drug that enhances your libido to the max and youâll quite literally never experience arousal like you do when youâve taken this pill. Thankfully, in each universe, thereâs a man thatâs ready to help you explore and reach your peak of sexual euphoria.
â„ GENRE: smut â porn without plot â multiple dynamics
â„ CATEGORY: series of 7 one-shots
â„ GENERAL WARNINGS: explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (wrap it up), protected sex, friends with benefits, exes, enemies to lovers, fuckboys, best friends, strangers, accidental consumption of the pill, creampie, cumshots, fingering, oral sex, dirty talk, spanking, choking, forceful restraint (no not in that way), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, edging, crying, multiple sex positions, saliva-play, begging, dom/sub, brattiness, rough sex, facefucking, gonna add more later, yes this is a real pill just look up pink pussycat pill or pink kitty pill, minors DNI
jk: ok iâm sorry i though you would find that really sexy and cool
y/n: that was really funny
imagined you saying that in real life LMSKDKKDF
THATS SO FUNNT WLMSKDODOFIFJFJFJFJFN
wow ur really silly
jk: i miss you
like so much
y/n: do you miss ME or do you miss fucking me
jk: is this a trick question?
y/n: not at all
jk: both?
y/n: are you sure
cuz you donât sound sure
jk: itâs a trick question
y/n: iâm telling you itâs not
jk: if i say i miss fucking you ur gonna think iâm just using you for sex and that iâm horrible person that should die
but if i say i miss you ur gonna think iâm a stupid idiot loser who canât control his feelings and should kill himself
y/n: is this u projecting rn??
jk: can i come over please
y/n: answer my question first
jk: i did !!!! i said both
y/n: you said
âboth?â
jk: ok now iâm saying both!!!!
y/n: your just saying cuz you want to come over
so you miss fucking me
i see
jk: NO
well yes
bUT LIKE NOT JUST THAT I MISS YOu
LIKE YOU
as A PERSON
your smile
your voice
your like overall presence???
y/n: why is everything a question with you
stand on business kook
jk: you make me second guess everything
IM SO NERVOUS LEAVE ME ALONE
y/n: okay letâs not shout now
jk: ok iâm sorry
iâm really sorry
hey iâm sorry
y/n: guys i think heâs sorry
jk: guys??? who is there? donât tell me itâs yoongi heâll bully me
y/n: you want come over?
jk: so bad
y/n: ok
but you have to pay me in like
JUNGKOOK WHAT THE FUCK YOU JUST SENT ME 50K???/!/ÂŁ:âdn
jk: you said pay
y/n: I DIDNâT FINISH MY SENTENCE??????
jk: oh
my fault
iâm sorry
iâm really sorry
you can keep it
for rainy day or something?????
carry on what were you saying??
i didnât mean to interrupt
y/n: wow ok um i was just gonna say tteokbokki or something
jk: with cheese right?
you like it with cheese yeah?
iâll come over and make it for you iâll head to the store rn
anything else???
y/n: ummm no
jk: ok i can start making my way right?
y/n: yeahâŠ
jk: cool ok see you soon
y/n: cool
cool wow yeah cool
thatâs cool
wtf just happened
TAEHYUNG -
14 miss calls from tae
tae: throbbing rn
y/n: itâs 3 am what the fuck is wrong with you
and throbbing?????????
you
nvm
i donât even want to finish my sentence
jump of a bridge cut ur dick off idc leave me alone
tae: i miss you
y/n: no shit
tae: told my parents were engaged
y/n: convinced all you do all day is pop percs and take punches to the head
tae: you can give me head
i miss ur head
and you ig
but like ur head đ
meow
y/n: meow???
tae: MEOWWWWWWWW
y/n: what do you want??
itâs 3 am
tae: head???
like
are you stupid
wasnât i clear enough
ACTUALLY NO WAIT
i miss youđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„șđ„ș
what did nct say that one time
girl your my favourite đđđ
y/n: i should call mark
tae: OMG YEAH
you think heâll sing a bit for us
GIRL UR MY FAVOURITEEEEE
wait no???????
wtf
donât call mark
are you sick
are you out of ur mind
i just called you my favourite and now ur calling mark?????
y/n: puka puka pow pow đ
tae: ok but i said i miss you
y/n: k
tae: me missing you
like thatâs whatâs happening rn
ME missing YOU
do you understand
y/n: yess thank you ur so kind !đ·đđ
tae: ??????
say it back maybe
y/n: no thanks!
tae: okay lol
the more you deny my love
y/n: yuck
tae: ok never interrupt me again
or we WILL have issues
y/n: are you talking to me rnâŠ
tae: NO LMAO WHAAAATTT i must of forgot where i was for a second why would i ever threaten my beautiful amazing queen
y/n: ok not too much
tae: love you!
y/n: ur making me sick gonna throw up
tae: iâll catch it
with my hands
y/n: stop
tae: eat it if you want me too
y/n: you lack serious amounts of self respect and itâs extremely worrying
tae: will you give me head
y/n: only if you never speak ever again
tae: ohmygod literally call me ariel babe like you give me head and my voice box will literally melt out my body
NO WORDS
ever again NO JOKE
y/n: the way you lie so easily is kinda scary
tae: iâm not lying
okay I AM lying but like how am i supposed to call you at 3 am and beg you to come over if i canât speak
y/n: thatâs the point!
tae: ummmmm
thatâs mean
like you would so miss my voice if i didnât have one
y/n: if you didnât have a voice how could i miss it if you never had one???
tae: what
y/n: like ur saying if you NEVER had i voice i would miss it
but i canât miss it if iâve never heard it before
tae: that logic is stupid cuz ur saying you canât miss things youâve never had
y/n: you canât
tae: i miss our wedding night
y/n: shut up
tae: throbbing
you make me throb
THROBBING â€ïž
y/n: shut up shut up shut UP
tae: totally random pov ur boyfriend calls you 700 times and messages you at 3 am telling you heâs throbbing and is offering himself to you on a silver plater fuck the the knife and fork he wants it messy
what you doing in that situation??
y/n: sending a swat team to his address
tae: iâm your boyfriend???
y/n: ?
tae: YOU BASICALLY SAID IM YOUR BOYFRIEND
THIS IS A WIN
THIS IS A WIN
OH MY GOD A WIN
WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN
I WIN
OHMYGOD I WIN
i win
ohmYGODDDD
i would like to thank yeontan and my parents and hybe and son heung min for this win
i owe it all to you guys
i promise to keep working hard
and never let any of you down iâm just so extremely grateful
and i just wanna add that
SMS ERROR: The phone number you are trying to reach is no longer in service!
tae: gf so crazy like đ€
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yessss this was half a draft for the first fwb work i did so if you see any similarities thatâs why but this is also half a request cuz somone asked me to make a fwb piece about them missing you but i lost the little ask thingy iâm so sorry donât shoot me ALSO obviously all the members arenât here cuz this was a scrap but then i was like omg this is too silly to throw away so i posted here hope you like >.<
I realised whilst compiling this library just how many Jungkook stories I've read and recced. It's probably because Jungkook stories are far and away the most prolific on my feed and also probably because the maknae looks and acts like he does. I hope you enjoy these, don't forget to show these writers some love.
Rattled JJK x reader, single dad JK by @gukslut. The Jungkook in this story breaks my heart with his grit and humanity, and the MC is so relatable it hurts. If you haven't read this, do yourself a favour and be prepared to have your world rocked. Probably my favourite fanfic of all time.
The Cul-de-Sac Cons JJK x reader, JHS x reader, con artist AU by @bonvoyagenoona. I've read and re-read this a lot, the love story between JK and reader is fraught with intrigue and danger, and all the side characters - cuckolded husband Hoseok, Yoongi, Namjoon, are fleshed out perfectly as well.
Lonely Hearts Club JJK x OC, dystopian sci-fi tattoo artist AU by @joonbird. A story that made me think about fanfic in a completely different light, angsty and terribly sad.
Ego JJK x reader, fuckboi college AU by @suga-kookiemonster. A series that had me hooked from the first chapter, a rolling romp, with the perfect ending. Adore.
Feels like summer by @badbhye is a sweet, funny, coming of age story featuring reader and an grown-up, glowed-up next-door-neighbour Jungkook. Also features the immortal line 'Fucking Aquarius bastard' which makes me laugh every time I think of it.
Blink and you'll miss it by @satnin-darling is a fun, fast-paced story with great scene-setting featuring a street-racer reader and rookie lawyer JK.
Spin Cycle by @miscelunaaa is a slow burn series where reader meets Jungkook in a laundromat and their relationship develops over a collection of fun-size drabbles.
Damsel in shining armor by @jimilter is a follow up to the equally great Knight in distress and features chaotic chaebol JK and a competent, take no prisoners reader. A fast-paced, hilarious caper involving reader trying to do damage control as JK wreaks havoc.
Burning bright by @snackhobi is a Pacific Rim AU featuring Jaeger pilots Jungkook and reader, and an unforgettable classic in my book. I love this, and it always reminds me how damn talented fanfiction writers are.
Ghosts just wanna have fun by @sugaxjpg is about a Jungkook who has the ability to see ghosts set in a med school AU and features Yoongi and Taehyung as cockblocking spirits. Sweet and so, so funny.
Blackout by @bonvoyagenoona is set during one night when the entire neighbourhood loses power and Jungkook and reader navigate the neighbourhood block party. It's the perfect romantic almost first date.
Under the stars by @madbutgloriouspond is a sweet, cute, fluffy, real story about Jungkook and reader in a college AU that I love, love, love.
THAT nose riding drabble by @here2bbtstrash honestly doesn't even need a title. JK is sweet, clueless but willing, and Yoongi? He's the voyeur of my dreams.
Disaster management by @jimilter is gold. Unruly chaotic chaebol CEO Jeon Jungkook is back, and company President reader is right by his side as they try to avert disaster.
Leave the door open by @here4kpopfics is a strangers to lovers neighbours AU story that makes me think about how annoying and irresistible Jeon Jungkook would be if he lived next door.
Car sex by @musicloverxoxo7 features co-workers Jungkook x reader who flirt their way to a smutty, sexy encounter.
Euphoria by @btssavedmylifeblr is a beautiful study of life, love and mortality that is one of the best stories I've read. Unforgettable.
I write for all members of BTS, send me a request! <3
Disclaimer: I will write every request, but have patience. The ones that interest me the most will be written first, and I canât guarantee how quickly itâll be published. Thank you for your understanding!
Disclaimer: I write darker fics. Every fic will contain individual warnings. Please read the warnings and if any of the warnings trigger you, or youâre under 18 ÂĄdo not read! Iâm not your mother, and I donât take any accountability for what you decide to read online!
Summary: Summary: You liked him, liked as in past tense. Liked as in you didnât like him anymore. He didnât believe it for a second, and heâll do anything to make you like him again.
Summary: Whatâs the difference between a great ballerina and the greatest ballerina? The answer is Park Jimin. And he had his eyes on you in more than a professional way.
Summary: Heâs loved you for a long time and is certain that you also feel the same. The only problem is that you have a boyfriendâŠaka his best friend.
(Sneek Peek)(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)
Summary:Â The pack meet with moonbyul to discuss terms.
Tags: Violence, Angst with the happy ending on the horizon, fluff if you squint, Yoongi gets really really angry and kinda triggers the, allusions to past abuse, Blood, manipulative behavior, trans! tae, Transphobia,
W/c:Â 11.0k
A/n:Â woooooo we're finally here!! can you belive it???? this chapter may feel like an ending in a sense because it is an end of all the mafia parts. truly- after this chapter we won't see any more violence or blood or anything close to the last 6. it's all happy endings from here <3 Thank you for sticking with it!
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Sneek Peek:
Yoongi waits for everyone to buckle their seat belt but you donât, frozen watching him in the window, the rearview mirror when he gets into the front seat. Yoongi doesnât even get around to starting the car, sliding the key home but the beep goes once, twice, and then a third time because you don't have your seatbelt buckled. The others wait in silence.Â
âYoongi-â
âFuck!â The curse is loud and perfunctory. He kicks open his door again with a stream of spat explicative. Slamming it shut this time. The others don't say anything, completely silent in the face of his anger.
Yoongi doesn't get angry. You've never seen him like this before.Â
He wrenches your door open and for a horrible moment, you think he's going to yank you out of it and tell you to get lost.Â
Yoongi's murmuring things to himself, so low that you almost can't make out what he's saying as he pushes himself into the back seat. The backseat of the Lambo isnât that large. Hardly big enough to fit two people let alone four. Jungkook lets out a belated âHey!â but Hoseok just reaches around him and unlocks the door for him to get out. Jimin is already out of the passenger seat and heading in the direction of the driver's side as Yoongi scrambles with your seat belt, jerking it over your shoulder and slamming it home.
"-Fucking asshole- of all the stupid omegas in the world I had to be mated to the fucking- dumbest- little- fucking-" The belt digs into your shoulder extra tight and Jimin starts the car wordlessly.Â
You're closed in on both sides by him and Hobi on the other.Â
They switch and shuffle. Jimin pulls away from the train station, gentler this time but still faster and with more finesse than you'd do it. Yoongi is still looking at you, glaring, tears in his eyes with wet cheeks, his voice low and uncompromising.Â
âGive me your phone.âÂ
âMy what?â
âYour. Phone. You used it to call her didnât you?â You nod after a second, slowly pulling it from your sweatshirt pocket and handing it over.Â
Yoongi takes your phone and breaks it over his thigh.
Itâs a bit impressive really- the show of strength. He brings it down once and the screen breaks, winking out like a shooting star. Another and it bends just a little, a third time- and itâs practically at a right angle. It breaks so easily in the face of adrenaline and anger and fear.Â
You make a small noise, not a whimper but a descending sound. Yoongi raises his eyebrows at you, wild. Like heâll break even further if you complain. Hoseokâs not sure heâs ever seen Yoongi this broken. Never.
"Just- There were pictures of Noodle and Tae on there.â
Fear and anger are an intoxicating mix to anyone- let alone someone who almost lost their person. He goes at your phone until its jagged edge bites into his hand drawing blood. Then he tosses both pieces of your phone onto the floor of the car like they're paperweights.Â
One of the pieces hits your shoe with a small metal clink, and even hobi looks down in surprise at the sound.Â
Yoongi laughs and then bends over. yanking the gun out of your boot. Small, shoved there. Hoseok didnât notice. He's not sure why it surprises him- that you'd be armed. You're not an idiot, you know the risks, and you were armed the last time that you tried to run away. Â
He holds it out to you, long fingers wrapped around the barrel pointed at his chest. The handle facing you, the barrel of the gun level with his heart.
âYou want to do the honors sweetheart?â
Coming Saturday April 27th At 5pm EST (Time Zone Adjustments Below)
Perfection is what people thought of when it comes to the seven elites of Bangtan Royal Academy, but underneath the perfect facade, there is chaos.
The divine, raw chaos not everyone knew of the chaos inside of them, not even between the elites themselves. Granted, they might know each other better than anyone else but only the surfaces and have yet to reach the depth of it. What lies underneath the facade is chaos and you happened to be part of the chaos or worst,
You are the chaos.
Pairing: BTS x OCs (1 story per member; Member x OC)
Genre: Dark romance, high school au (legal ages), enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, friends to enemies, strangers to lovers, strangers to enemies, strangers to friends, angst, fluff, smut
Rating: 18+
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The description of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. Everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
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Dedication: To them who my heart desires for this to be dedicated.
Note: The order is subject to change, not in chronological order.
BTS reaction to when you want to cuddle with them all day
Namjoonieđš
"please stay for a little bit longer" you said while snuggling him up tighter, "Baby let me at least get my phone so that I can cancel work", " ok mister but you better be quick" you said while letting him loose of the hug"
World wide handsomeđč
"My world wide cutie is upset that I'm leaving? " he said as he hugged you goodbye, "Jinie... Pls stay at least for 5 more minutes and then if you want then you can leave for work", " ok.. but only for 5 more minutes "
Meow meow đ±
as soon as you asked him the question he happily said "You know I'm always free for you right?", "Yess... ofc my little yoongles"....
Hobiđż
"UGH! " hobi exclaimed as he dropped his bag after coming home, "hard day at work love? you said as you made hot choc (with marshmallows and cream on top) for him, " You have nO iDeA", "how about we cuddle for the entire day after you finish drinking this" you told him as you gave him the hot choco (with marshmallows and cream), "YESSS!! I WOULD LoVe THAT!.
Park JiminđŁ
DAMN HEK THIS BOY WOULD JUMP ON THE BED WITH YOU AND HUG YOU LIKE IT'S THE LAST DAY OF HIS LIFE.
Kim Taehyungđ»
He would have his cute boxy smile face onn and he would even cancel all his meetings and interviews for you.
Jeon Jungkookđ°
This cute bunny would put his phone on DND and he would sleep in middle of you telling him a story about your day.
Author's note: Thanks a bomb for reading.... Requests are open
I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing âš All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart đ„č
âMost of these fics are smutty or dark as hell, so minors dni.âÂ
If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the fic, it might seem like a tiny gesture, but it really means a lot for writers and I can guarantee it will put a smile on their facesđ Letâs share and give lots of love!
Looking for more to read? Check âThe Libraryâ or last years recs đ
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âHeart got Teeth @ugh-yoongi [12k]
// knj x f.reader // enemies to fwb to lovers // đ„”đ
đ (or, the one where namjoon meets his match and isnât quite sure how to handle you.)
đšïž wow okay, love, love, love this one đ itâs mainly from Namjoonâs pov, which is amazing, like all he observes about oc⊠Gosh and their back and forth teasing, witty banter and the dynamic between dominance and losing controlâ so good, ugh! đ„” Itâs amazing, so if you havenât read this one yet, I highly recommend it âšđŻ
I know I didnât get to read so much Namjoon this month, so hereâs a small list of what I didnât get to read this month and stories that Iâm excited to readâ you can also find Namjoonâs old birthday rec list âš
The Sheriff @ppersonna
Solace @m-yg93
Dino-Mite (ft. Taehyung) @chimcess
Castaways @rmnamjoons
To Tame a Fox @jamaisjoons
I know. I know. I never read enough Seokjin, and Iâm really trying here đ Iâll share a list of what Iâm looking forward to read, or you can check out my Seokjin birthday rec list âš
Fast Lane @yminie
Cherry Topper @kth1 (@kth1fics)
Stuck with You @taleasnewastime
Off Limits (series) @floralseokjin
Christmas Warfare @gimmethatagustd
âWant a Taste @suga-kookiemonster [18.3k]
// myg x f.reader // f2l, shopping mall!au // đ„°đ„”đ
đ pretzel pro. most skillful tongue in the food court world. allegedly. thatâs what Yoongi keeps telling you, anyway. of course, youâre reasonably skeptical of his claimsâbut if thereâs one thing that motivates the notoriously-lethargic man, itâs proving skeptics wrong.
đšïž KDJHGFDKJGAHDFKJHL I donât know where to start with this one! First, a new favorite of mine đ It was so fucking cute, so sugary fluffy, a loved the slow buildup between Yoongi and MC. Like, it was so damn perfect đ Their banter, their teasing, their friendship, how MC helps him, and how they are there for each other đđŻ A masterpiece, perfection, and the writing was also amazing, just as the story and plot!!
đšïž OMG THIS IS FUCKING AMAZING!!!! The smut, the writing, the build-up is fucking incredible âšđŻ
âWarm @ctrlhope [3.6k]
// myg x f.reader // omegaverse!au, established relationship // đ„°đ„”
đ the second yoongi steps into your apartment, any hope for a quiet night in instantly vanishes from his mind.
đšïž omg đ„” itâs been such a long time since Iâve read anything omegaverse/a/b/o and fuck this was so good đ so well written, the words just flowed and omg theyâre both omegas and so needy, fuck, I loved it so much đđ„čđŻ
My poor Hobiâ didnât get to read any of all those I had planned to read this month đ So hereâs a list of stories that I am planning to read. You are also welcome to check out this yearâs Hobi birthday rec list âš
đ you had believed, for your entire life, that creatures of the underworld were only a myth but you were proven wrong by the existence of Jimin. He is, according to his definition, a smaller type of Fae called Incubus. A creature of sex. Someone that can only live and strive as long as his sexual appetite is satiated every day. And Incubi are known in all of their myths to be insatiable and ravenous creatures.
đšïž do you want to cry? đđđ This was devastatingly beautiful and so fucking sad! It was very hard for me to read because of all the cheating (I really donât read those, because I donât enjoy them). But this has been on my list since forever and I like the author đ„č though, I will say that I appreciate it for the plot, so fucking sad and the writing is so wonderfully beautiful âš I am sure someone else might find it to their taste, which is why I recommend đ
It is so freaking sad though, like I cried. A lot. Hauntingly beautiful, though I donât want them to be together, because they both be hurting each other so much đđ
đ three months following the worst break-up of your life, you finally feel ready to start moving on. The world, it seems, has other ideas when you pick up the phone and find your ex-boyfriend calling.
Jimin Park, star right winger of the NHL and (until recently), the love of your life, has a very large problem. Despite the courage he regularly shows on the ice, in his personal life, Jimin is kind of a coward. When you broke up this fall, he could barely admit it. Not to his neighbors. Not to his friends. Not even to his family, who are expecting him home for Christmas. In a desperate plea for more time, Jimin begs you to pretend youâre still dating â and to his surprise, you agree. Faced with a second chance, Jimin is determined not to squander it. If only fixing a relationship were as easy as falling in love.
đšïž okay. Okay. Okay. *deep calm breaths* âTHIS IS SO INCREDIBLY GOOD, I truly donât know where to begin! The plot? The hurt/anger? Their chemistry? Their sexiness? Fuck, like everything in this is making it a beautiful masterpiece đŻđ I really love how each of them thinks about what happened with their relationship, are working to get better, though Jimin should have been honest about his intentions for the trip, everything was just so fucking amazing đ I really loved the aspect of self reflection, seeking therapy, working through it and all thatâ really payed of for the characters! Loved it, it was so good đ
Jimin, my man đ Iâm really disappointed in myself this monthâ so hereâs a few Iâm excited to read, but didnât get to this month. You can also check out Jiminâs birthday rec list from last year âš
Secrets by the Shore @chateautae
Into the Wilderness @gukyi
âPour Up @jungkxook [14k]
// kth x f.reader + jjk x f.reader // fuckboy!au, threesome // đ„”
đ sleeping with both notorious frat boys kim taehyung and jeon jungkook doesnât sound so bad â especially when youâre drunk and faded.
đšïž omg omg omg omg đ„”đ So much smut, so beautiful and so freaking detailed, WHAT!? This was incredible, okay, if you havenât read this one yet, please go and give it a read đ„čđŻ
âBodyguard (thereâs a pt 2) @yoonpobs [2.7k]
// kth x f.reader // e2l, bodyguard!au // đ„”
đ you protect taehyung from people but forget about the biggest threat. yourself.
đšïž this part is just as good as the first part đ The sexual tension is so high, and oh my, it is so fucking hot đ„” It is such an amazing series đŻ Itâs a shame that it probably wonât be continued (the author is on hiatus), but the two parts that are up are so good! đ
âDick on the Go @jeonggukingdom [20.7k]Â
// kth x f.reader // bf2l // đ„°đ„”đ
đ it was all shits and giggles when you and Taehyung were desperate seniors in High School, having no idea what to do with your lives, wondering if youâd ever find a decent job or even graduate in the first place. It is not so funny anymore when you come home from the big city to enjoy your vacation time and you find his sex-shop right in front of the house you grew up in when you were a kid.
âIf nothing works out Iâm just gonna open a sex shop and call it something obnoxious like âDick on the Goâ or something with a stupid zucchini logo flashing on top of the building.â He had said one time. Shit, you had no idea he actually meant it.
đšïž kinda late to the partyâ but holy fuck this is insanely good and so funny đ„”đ
đ since your mother's passing a year ago, life has been a whirlwind. balancing your passion for ballet with a low-key presence at college, where youâre the top student, was your norm until Jungkook stepped into your world. known for his reputation preceding him, jungkook is the talk of the campus with his casual rendezvous that have the girls buzzing. despite his allure, you're puzzled by his need for your tutoring prowess, especially given his own academic merit. yet, succumbing to his persistent requests, you reluctantly agree, only to find yourself thrust into the spotlight you've always avoided.
đšïž Iâm still reading this amazing story (thereâs five parts out) and itâs so damn interestingâ like, thereâs a lot of drama and angst and I really love itđ„
đ when your brother goes to study on a semester abroad, your life collides with his best friend Jeon Jungkook, who's coincidentally your roommate. Will you survive the collision, or will you crumble into dust?
đšïž only the teaser has been posted (1k words though!) and it is so fucking amazing, like everything Ella writes. The first chapter drops on 10th of May, so please, go read it, add yourself to the taglist, and please let Ella know how excited you are for it! I already know this series is going to be epic âšđŻ
âMilkinâ Days @wwilloww [3.9k]Â
// jjk x f.reader // cowboy!au, cowboy stripper!jungkook // đ„”đđ
đ when the charming but mysterious cowboy Jungkook approaches you, you are positively smitten, drawn to him like a horse to a fresh bucket of feed. Little did you know, however, what dark secret he kept hidden behind those barn doors.
đšïž what the fuck did I read??? đ„” No, no, noâ itâs not bad, itâs the darn opposite! I mean, it is so freaking filthy and all the dirty talk and terrible puns about cowboys, farming, gosh, everything, itâs so fucking hilarious!!!!! Seriously, such a funny crack fic, I loved it đđ
This month was another tough one for me (mentally) and I also focused a lot more on my writing, which meant that I didnât get to read as much as I use to đ So this list is a bit incomplete, and Iâll put âto readâ sections under the members that I didnât get to read. I hope May will be much better, but some personal shit has already happened to me, and Iâm thinking about going on a hiatus, but reading and writing is what keeps me going, so Iâll try to keep going, just a bit slower maybe and give myself more time, and that itâs okay to not go things like I used to đ„č
Thank you for readingâ please give these lovely authors a lot of love, read their stories and leave them a comment/reblog to let them know that you liked it and that they matter đ«¶
â hi friends! this is a little segment i do every tuesday (reviewsday get it, arenât i funny, pls tell me how funny i am) where i read and review two-three fics. as a content creator, i know how big of a role other creators play in your growth, therefore, i want to do my part in making sure everyone gets the recognition they deserve! so with that being said, please check out the amazing fics listed below. make sure to like, reblog, and leave feedback! âĄÂ #reviewsday #kikirecs
banana clip - @vvh0adie (jhs x jjk x reader | angst, fluff, smut)
summary: nature is great at putting you to sleep. but man-made objects are just as good at waking you up with annoyance. and theyâre even better at messing with your senses overall. but nature also made the two most wonderful men who you get to call your boyfriends, and they know just how to comfort you.
for one, let me just say this graphic goes crazy eep!!!
also let me just say, you would write a mean fantasy fic bc the scene setting in the first segment is so good. YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT WORLD BUILDING?? YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT WORLD BUILDING???? YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT MAKING THE SETTING REFLECT THE CHARACTER??? THIS IS IT!!
also i think the representation in the fic is so fucking important like- to have the reader be queer, chubby, and neurodivergent and then depicting in detail the things that come along with it is really great!! especially bc so many young adults read fanfic and thats such a complex time where you're juggling different parts of your identity and how they coexist!! just seriously thank you for writing this!!
"His large hands make haste of grabbing as much of your ass as he possibly can and giving it a good squeeze, oil slick painted nails leaving crescent indentation on your melanated skin. The succulent pain causes a moan to escape your lips. You always knew how to break them down, but he could play too."
oof when i tell u i read this paragraph multiple fucking times bc YOU PICKED OIL SLICK NAIL HOBI I COULD DESTROY MY FUCKING ROOM RN LMAO
âAh, fuck, itâs times like these when I remember how much of a slut you are.â
dom hobi rattles the fucking peanut in my skull bc i know for a fact that man is the kinkest dom sex freak out here PLS!!! and the mentions of kook throughout made everything incredibly hotter like uGh!! and then i really love when sweet aftercare n cleaning up is added into fanfic after a dommy moment :') <3 overall, this was the hottest shit ever pls fucking read this yall NOW I SAY NOW LMAO!!
paired & pierced - @yoon-kooks (jjk x reader | college au, smut, fluff)
summary: when your professor assigns a collaborative midterm project, youâre paired up with jeon jungkook, the quiet grumpy smartass who keeps to himself and doesnât fuck with popular kids like you. if you can win him over, he might give you a taste of the tatted and pierced body heâs carefully tucked away beneath those oversized hoodies.
so as soon as i saw that pairing i knew i was a goner!! but babe, this fic made me discover kinks i didn't even know i had like erm?? CAWK TATTOO??? OF A SNAKE???
I HAVE A NEW FETISH LMAO!!! thats like one of the hottest visuals i've ever read in fanfic and it will plague my daydreams from here on out!
where does one find a friend like oc who hooks you up with men like JUNG HOSEOK ?? she is so real for that (one is incredibly lonely despite having friends and never gets checked on by those around her unless they need something which i feel like is so relatable to so many people like i can totally tell why so many readers were drawn to this fic)!! and tim can catch this knuckle sandwich bc FUCK HIM >:(
also the newborn joke made me audibly crack up like the bleak dry humor is fucking hilarious to me-
and i just love their dynamic? like the way you wrote their dialogue is just so natural, which seems simple on the outside but as fic writer i understand that writing believable dialogue is so INSANELY difficult like you literally have to be an a1 writer to nail it as good as you did in this fic!! the talent is screaming!! same goes for the smut!! it was so fucking hot and everything kook said had my coochie wet pls!! i just love the switch for apathetic to complete sex god uGh! i love u n this saur fucking much!!
nature cafe - @virgodolls (jjk x reader | s2l)
oh my goodness i love this so much! like when you told me you were a new writer on here i was already extremely excited, but after reading this, my excitement for your future works has doubled, TRIPLED! you are bringing something new and refreshing to the table! like don't get me wrong i looooveee smut (legit all i write is smut-) but slice of life content is kind of hard to find on this platform! so reading this was such a welcomed change and i loved it wholeheartedly!
you really have a knack for writing in the perspective of the character, which is not an easy thing to do AT ALL! ITS SO DIFFICULT! AND YOU EXECUTED IT SO FLAWLESSY HERE AND ITS ONLY YOUR FIRST FIC? PLS THE TALENT IS UNREAL!!
i also really loved this oc! as someone who is also v sensitive and easily overwhelmed, i didn't find her annoying at all, just incredibly endearing and relatable! THIS JUNGKOOK IS ALSO SUCH BOYFRIEND MATERIAL AND SO SWEET LIKE IM TRYING TO PICK HIM UP TOO UM??? anyways, thank you for sharing your writing! its definitely so scary at first but you did it and you should be v proud of yourself!! i am proud of you!!