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“Couple of Chaos” : A Kim Namjoon/RM Commissioned Request: Plus Size Reader, Messy Reader

Kim Namjoon x Reader, Plus Size Reader, Messy Reader, Established Relationship

Prompt: Namjoonie and his partner who is just as much of a mess as him. A darling. A lovely person. Love of his life. But just as much of a chaotic mess as he is, lol.

“Life is the messy bits.” - Lisa Friedman

Headcanons: How Namjoon and Reader deal with the both of them being messy as hell.

First and freaking foremost, you’re both disasters

just full on

You’re both equally chaotic

one as bad as the other

and yet ya’ll will get on each other’s nerves so bad with messes

like…. ya’ll both do it and yet when it’s the other person it’s somehow terrible

hypocrites, the both of yuns

that being said, in a way, ya’ll kinda complete each other

Namjoon is a perpetual passport loser right?

And I’ve lost count of how many times he’s lost his air pods

Well, cue…. you

His personal storage locker… or purse. Whichever you want to refer to it

If you carry a purse, just snatch his shit from him and keep up with it so this man can actually board a plane

If you don’t carry a purse but wear a bra, stick it in the boulder holder

If you don’t do either, put it in your pocket for him

If you don’t have pockets then you have bigger problems to worry about that Namjoon-ah and his lack of ability to keep up with his shit

Now, assuming that you do have these things, you do this so often that Namjoon just knows you have them.

Needs chapstick? If you’re in a relatively private company, he just goes into your pocketeses for it

Passport? Ok, so Namjoon is smart as fuck. We get it. However, he do be having some primo himbo energy at times.

Picture this: Airport. Namjoonie lost passport. “Oh, wait a second. I know where it is!” Just turns and sticks his hand in your bra and deep sea dives in the titties until he has found what he’s looking for. Assuming that you have titties. If you don't, well again- homeboy is just deep sea diving in whatever area you're currently keeping his belongings.

meanwhile, the eyes of everyone around him have been scarred and you’ve just been violated in front of the entire airport

he realizes this in about 3 seconds and all he can do is give you that cute dimpled smile

of course he’s forgiven. It’s Joonie. If you don’t forgive him then I’ll be along directly to deliver an ass whoopin'. Let's not play with sweet Namu's precious feelings. He's an angel and a perfectly wonderful person. Fuck with him and you fuck with me. And I have raged stored from the age of three. I am now in my 30s. I have it and I will use it.

so yeah

and going back to ya’ll getting on each other’s nerves

doom piles

There. I said it.

Ya’ll both got doom piles and junk drawers and whole ass closets just full of random crap

and you nearly kill each other over it on a regular basis

“Jagiyaaaaaaaaaaa! Come on! There is a full on mountain of stuff here and you can’t even close this drawer.”

“Namjoon, would you like to discuss the entire guest bedroom full of figurines? Or perhaps, the closet full of books? Or maybe, just maybe, you would like to explain to me why there is an drawer in our bedroom full of baby things when neither one of us has any plans of having children anytime soon?”

“....” *Joon bites lip and narrows eyes

“....” *you lift a brow*

“Alright, jagi. My mistake. You hungry?”

“Yes, I’m starving.”

“Wonderful.” he smirks. “Where would you like to eat?”

Your head slowly turns around.

You narrow your eyes at his smug ass face.

“How fucking dare you, Kim Namjoon?”

And he has the audacity to smirk at you because he knows he bested you cause you can’t decided where to eat to save your life.

Jokes on him though because you just needed a project. It was sorting through your doom piles but now that he’s pissed you off it quickly changed to annoying the ever living hell out of him.

Lowkey though, jokes actually on you because Joon loves it when your fiesty and sometimes purposefully does this shit just to rile you up.

You also know this about him though. Which is why you left the junk drawer open and also why you got sassy.

He likes that you’re a mess and you love that about him too.

"This is the stuff that drives me crazy This is the stuff that's getting to me lately In the middle of my little mess I forget how big I'm blessed"

- This is the Stuff, Francesca Battistelli

Members Reaction to the Deities of Destruction and Disaster:

Seokjin: (A/N: omfg Seokjin you did not have to be so aggressively attractive. And that goes for you too, Namjoon)

Long suffering sigh. The hyung energy is strong here. It’s part frustration and part pure bewilderment as to why, how and what even is he going to do with the both of you. That being said, Seokjinnie thinks the two of you are super cute together. You definitely get scolded but also, he cracks easily because come on. Look at ya’ll. Thanks God every day that Namjoon uses you as his purse though. He is so tired of standing around in an airport, lol.

Yoongi: (A/N: Cue the dreamy sigh. Just look at them. Look at the smiles. Look at the damn ARMS!)

I’m gonna be so for real with you right now. He does not give a shit about the mess. I mean, don’t get his things in a mess but if you roll up in a 2003 lifted Tacoma, open the door and a bunch of shit falls out… I mean, maybe he might give you a little bit of a lecture but honestly? That’s ya’ll’s problem, lol. But also stop losing ya’ll fucking airpods, the both of you. If a bra works then do that because he will not be loaning you another pair ever again. And he refuses to talk about why.

Hoseok: (A/N: Mother of God. I have the fattest crush on Hoseok. Also peep that cute little Kookie. And how DARE you attack me like this, Namjoon?!)

Never in the history of ever was anyone annoyed more by this than Hoseok, lol. However, he doesn’t bitch. Oddly enough, he never complains about it. He never bitches. He never lectures. He does, however, come over to hang out and help the both of you clean your mess. Hoseok is great for body doubling if you have ADHD. However, if you have an issue with him doing the cleaning it might be an issue. It makes him itch and he needs to scratch it.

Jimin: (A/N: It's unspeakable how much handsomeness is in this gif.)

An actual ANGEL for body doubling if you have ADHD and you’re trying to handle the depression hoarder situation in your bedroom. Super respectful and understanding. He just enjoys spending time with his loved ones so he would gladly come help if you want it or just keep the both of you company. Because clearly body doubling does not with you and Joon together. You just make it a bigger mess. Acknowledging this: Jimin finds this chaos hilarious and doesn’t do anything to stop. Ya’ll are wild and unkempt and honestly? Jiminie is here for it.

Side note: I am particularly attached to Jimin in this gif. Look how beautiful. Look how handsome. I swear, that man is dangerous. We are all very, very, very lucky that he's such a sweetheart because don't act like if he asked you for a kidney that you wouldn't immediately start looking for something to carve with . And if that happened to be a spoon, we'd all just accept our fate. Don't lie.

Extra Sidenote: Namjoon be looking extra delectable. *chef's kiss*

Taehyung: (A/N: First of all, damn Namjoon. Those arms. Sweet lord. I'm looking, Joonie. Respectfully, of course..... but I do be lookin. Second, does Taehyung not look like the most precious creature in all the land?)

A precious darling. He does not give a shit about the mess. He just loves his hyung. He loves his hyung’s love. Ya’ll are special to him and that’s how you are. He thinks it is part of ya’ll’s charm and your charm as a couple. Ya’ll are a messy couple but not in the having your dirty laundry out for everyone to see way. In a “aw, Jiminie, look at them. They are such tragic disasters but they’re disasters together.” kind of way. He will find a way to make it romantic no matter what.

Jungkook: (A/N: Just Jungkook out here living his best y/n life, honestly, lol. )

Ok, so here’s the thing, lol. Jungkookie has had his own issues with messes here and there. Also, let's be honest.... he's got the fattest crush on Namjoon, lol. His crush on Namjoon may even rival the crush I have on Hoseok. Like, I kinda doubt it because there ain't much I wouldn't do for that man but still. Jungkook loves him's Namjoonie. He loves all that Namjoon-ah is associated with. He's his biggest fan, lol. With you, it is honestly the same. Like... his hyung is in love? Who is this person that has captured the heart of the most magnificent Namjoonie? If you managed to do that and Namjoon is happy.... honestly Jungkook adores you. Regardless of the hopeless fucking messes that the both of you clearly are. He and Taehyung share this but in addition to this, Jungkookie will literally help you with anything you need. He just wants to hang out with you both so he'll do like his Jimin hyung and either just chill while you sort or he'll help you. Or just hang out in the chaos and not solve anything, lol. He just loves his hyung and he loves his hyung's love as well. It's as simple as that.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading my content and thank you so much to @alisoncdariel for commissioning this piece! I hope you enjoy it!

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bunnys-kisses · 1 year

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in the dressing room mirror - namjoon kim

rating: e (18+) reader: f (implied plus size & black) summary: you were in need of a new christmas dress, while namjoon suggested that the two of you go somewhere with a high price point you were content with the discount department store you always went to. there was nothing wrong with a good deal you argued. and namjoon simply couldn’t argue back. tags: smut, fluff, change room sex, oral sex (f receiving) a/n: happy holidays from your favourite thumper! i know all you want for christmas is namjoon!

it was late at the store, the two of you headed in late enough that it wasn’t busy but early enough that you didn’t overstay your welcome at the store and waste the employees time. they had places to be too.

you were in need of a new christmas dress, while namjoon suggested that the two of you go somewhere with a high price point you were content with the discount department store you always went to. there was nothing wrong with a good deal you argued. and namjoon simply couldn’t argue back.

he sat outside the change room, hat tipped low and face mask on in the hopes no one would notice him. the dresses you tried on were nice, each of them you padded out in. he honestly would’ve been fine with your first pick of a cherry red dress with black accents, but you wanted it to be perfect.

he looked up from his phone as you padded out in a gold and white dress, “you look beautiful.” he said smiling under his mask, but you could read the expression in his eyes.

you exhaled and placed your hands on your hips, “gold makes me look cheap.” you turned to your side to examine yourself in the mirror, “looks good on most, but it seems like i’m trying too hard.” this was the first holiday dinner with the others and you were beyond anxious.

no matter how much namjoon reassured you, the anxiety ate at you. maybe you looked cheap in all the dresses, maybe you were just cheap. you worried the inside of your cheeks before you exhaled deeply and stepped back into the change room.

namjoon knew you were freaking out internally, but attempted to keep yourself composed. he put his phone away and got up, he looked over to the front of the section and saw the employee looking outwards and rather bored. she wouldn’t notice.

phone in his pocket, he crossed the small distance to knock softly on the change room door, “hey, baby. can you let me in?” he smiled to himself as you unlocked the door and he stepped in. casting one last look at the employee who was unaware of what was going on.

he was behind you as you stood there, feeling insecure in another dress. the dress was white and off the shoulder. it hugged your body and you fiddled with it. he wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“i know you’re worrying.” he said softly, “you’ll get lines if you worry so much about a dress. everyone will be so amazed by your beauty they won’t care about the dress.”

you exhaled and dropped your shoulders, “i know, i know. it’s one dress for. a very private event. we could be wearing ugly christmas sweaters and no one will bat an eye.”

“you know them, they know you. trust me, they won’t mind.” he said softly as he moved up his hand and started to undo the zipper, his lips on your neck, “why don’t we continue to shop with a more relaxed mind.” he kept you tightly against him with one arm while he pulled at one of the sleeves of your dress, “i want to see my angel.” before he left a soft bite on your skin.

“namjo-” he quickly covered your mouth with his hand.

“sh, sh, sh. the quieter the better. i know you can be quiet.” his voice like a purr of a kitten that got the cream. he squeezed you tightly to him. he pulled his hand away and grinned at you.

you helped him get the dress off your body, you skin felt warm as you stood there in the change room in nothing but plain bra and panties. he cupped your face and turned you around back to face the mirror.

“tell me one thing you love about yourself.’ he whispered, “tell me one thing and i’ll eat you out right here.”

you worried your bottom lips for a moment, “i don’t know... my knees? my knees aren’t too bad.”

he chuckled against your warmed skin, “i know you can do better than that.”

“my face isn’t bad looking. my hair is nice too.” you touched your curls gently, “not a lot of women with this nice hair.”

“they could only dream about it.” he purred, he cupped your breasts, “i love your eyes, your nose, those cheeks... both of them.” he winked at you in the mirror, “your smile, your breasts, your stomach, your thighs, your hips. you’re a remarkable woman and i will show you off gladly at the holiday dinner.” his nose brushed against the crook of your neck, “you’re my favourite gift.”

he rubbed up against you and stroked your face, feeling the curve of your left cheek, “do you see what i see?”

your cheeks warmed as you looked down, “i sort of see what you see. i’m not the worst, but I’m not the best.”

“well then, i guess i have the rest of forever to tell you how beautiful you are.” he pulled away from you and took his hat and mask off fully before he got down between your legs. he looked up at you with affection with a slight flame of lust.

he carefully kissed you warm thigh, feeling the soft skin against his lips. he melted a little, heavenly. his hands parted your thighs a little more as he started to kiss at your pussy. the small amount of hair tickling his upper lip.

he said, “quiet now, i’d hate for us to get kicked out of your favourite store. and keep your eyes on the mirror. i want you to look at yourself and maybe see how i see you.” then went back to kissing at your sex, his strong hands keeping your thighs open. there was no escaping him, unless you wanted to be in the middle of the dressing room section with no clothes on and all flustered.

you rubbed your cheek a little as your eyes caught your reflection in the mirror once more. you didn’t know what to do with your hands so they found themselves in your boyfriend’s soft hair.

you bit your bottom lip tightly as he started to lick at your clit, one finger found its way into your pussy, then followed by another as you got more wet. he let out a small exhale against your wet pussy and groaned to himself. his cock straining his jeans, but that could wait till you picked out a dress.

he continued to lick at your wetness his fingers pushing in and out gently. he was’t going to go in hard, he wanted to be soft and watch you contain your moans.

he watched you clasped your hands over your mouth as he gestured with his other hand for you to look at the mirror instead of him. your gaze turned to the mirror, staring at your form in the reflection.

you weren’t like most girls in seoul, bigger girl with a lot to love. your skin, your features, your weight were all things that made the anxiety grow worse. you sure as hell weren’t vampiric white, your hair wasn’t bone straight. you had curves and texture, and at times it gave you a nagging insecurity. you didn’t look like the girls in apgujeong but in all honesty. that’s what namjoon liked about you.

and as he looked up at you with those warm eyes, his tongue working its magic on your soft heat. he fell more in love with you. he rubbed your left love handle with his free hand as he closed his eyes and went back to work.

why be like everyone else when you could look gorgeous in his eyes? he groaned a little against your skin as you felt warm all over. the tide of pleasure crept up on you.

he marvelled at you as he rubbed your flesh. his other hand working on your pussy as he exhale deeply through his nose, his tongue dancing on your clit. your thighs tightened and he smiled to himself.

you could hear the music outside the change room and into the stall, your legs trembled as you felt the pleasure wash over you, about to hit its peak. you licked your lips and swallowed down any moans. you knew namjoon was going to get it when you got home.

he gave a large lick to your clit that shot electricity up your spine. he looked up at you with a soft gaze and smile, his lips and chin covered in your wetness. he whispered as he continued to finger you, “beautiful.” before he dove back in like a man with an insatiable hunger.

he continued to pleasure you in the change room, basking in your pleasure. the small room felt hot as his tongue moved. he removed his hand from your waist and rubbed through his jeans as he felt you tense up with impending orgasm.

you covered your mouth once more and your eyes fluttered shut as he continued to lick at you and push his fingers as deep as they could go inside of you. his thumb grazed your clit along with his tongue and the pressure made you jump a little. that made him chuckle against your pussy.

soon you stepped back, resting your back against the cool door to relieve some of the warmth in your body, your free hand found his soft hair and combed your fingers through it as he lapped at your pussy.

angelic, sweet, perfect, lovely, amazing, beautiful, and all mine, he thought as his eyes closed to continue his work. he added a third finger and could really feel the limits of your tightness around his fingers. he remained a rhythmic pace with his laps and licks.

it wasn’t long before you felt your breathing become harder from holding your breath to keep quiet. and then like an all consuming wave, pleasure crashed over you. your eyes rolled back as you put both hands over you mouth and let out a small moan, praying no one could hear you. you made your boyfriend’s mouth a mess with wetness but as he pulled away in a daze he licked his lips like he had jut had the best dining experience in the world.

he licked his wet fingers and made eye contact with you, the lustful sight made you rub your thighs together. when he got up he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and kissed you on the lips.

he quietly said, “see what i see now?”

“namjoon.” you replied softly, your bodies pressed together as he pulled you in.

he pressed another kiss against your face, “also, i liked the dress you were wearing when i came in. now let’s get out of here before people start asking questions.” then readjusted his hard on in his pants and exited like he didn’t just give you a mind blowing orgasm.

as your breathing began to level out, you looked at the dress. you guess, you thought, it could do. but the dress was the last thing on your mind as you pulled your panties back up from around your ankles and readjusted your bra.

xoxo, U・x・U

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mochminnie · 6 months

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Lovin U Right

Based off Jungkook’s Single ‘Seven’. BTS and many more Kpop idols will appear in this series. This will have no usage of your name or (y/n). The Main Character/Reader will be Plus Sized and her name is Elizabeth ‘Lizzie’. Jungkook who is life of a party, a total himbo that tries for 7 days to show you how much he loves you. Who doesn’t just want to get in your pants, wanting more than that. Himbo clingy JK wants to be loved, who wants your attention.

Setting: College Au

Tropes: Polar Opposites

Warning: Sexual Themes, Fat shaming, College Partying, This isn’t going to be based off of Korean College more like Americanize based through Pop Culture references, Himbo like behavior of BTS.

Check out the mood board https://www.tumblr.com/mochminnie/723830921903620096/what-if-jeon-jungkook-fall-in-love-with-a-plus?source=share&ref=mochminnie

Author’s Note: This is a fictional portrayal of Jungkook and other idols. I tend to see comments about Kai and Jennie when I wrote my Rose x reader story on wattpad. I know I am writing about celebrities and this is all honesty for fun. I will be writing about Taehyung and Jennie. This book don’t match the idol’s personality. I face claimed casted these people to create a story for fun and possibly for people to enjoy. Please check out my other JK Series ‘The Warlock and The Witch.

Playlist

'Seven' - Jungkook

‘I Got It’ - Thuy

'Supershy' - New Jeans

'Baby One More Time' - Britney Spears

'Fantasize' - Ariana Grande

'Euphoria' Jungkook

'Something New' - Zendaya and Chris Brown

'Left Right' - XG

'Wild Side' - Normani ft Cardi B

'34+35' - Ariana Grande

'Me & U' - Cassie

'Like Crazy' - Jimin

'New Dance' - XG

'Dance The Night Away' - Dua Lipa

'Cuff It Wetter remix' - Beyoncé

'No Problem' - Nayeon ft. Felix

‘Girls Like Me Don’t Cry’ - Thuy ft. Min

'Cool for the Summer' - Demi Lovato

'Something Real' - Summer Walker, Chris Brown, London On a Track

'Take You Down' - Chris Brown

'Hype boy' - New Jeans

'Wet The Bed' - Chris Brown

'Snooze' - SZA

'3D' - Jungkook ft. Jack Harlow

'Heart Attack' - Demi Lovato

'Check' - Girls Generation

'It's You' - MAX ft. Keshi

'Cherry' - Rina Sawayama

'You & I' - JRE

'If you Stay ' Joseph Vincent

'Somebody' - Kyungsoo (D.O.)

"Dear No One" - Tori Kelly

‘I Don’t Care’ - Jeremy Passion

‘Agora Hills’ - Doja Cat

‘Sweetest Pie’ - Dua Lipa

‘Kiss Me More’ - Doja Cat ft. SZA

‘I Know’ - RM & JK

‘Ditto’ - NEWJEANS

‘Partition’ - Beyoncé

‘Too Much’ - JK, the kid laroi, central fee

‘Perfect Night’ - Le Sserafim

‘Somebody’ - Jungkook

‘Yes Or No’ - Jungkook

'The Party & After Party' - The Weeknd

Chapter 1

Maru lit up her cigarette up the balcony. The rest of the girls drinking soju and ordered take out tteokbokki, Korean hot dogs, and fried chicken, corn cheese. To celebrate, Their one year anniversary living together. Maru encourages Lizzie to go to the hottest parties and clubs in town. Not only that, their other roommates Jisoo, Jennie, Lisa, and Rose. Will try their best to get her out of the house.

“Lizzie put down your iPad and stop reading WEBTOON.” Maru grabbed the iPad from her with one hand and the other with her cigarette smoking.

Lizzie scoffed and yelled at Maru. “Hey, I was just starting a new story!”

Lisa, “Maru just give her ipad back. Don’t get close to her because she has asthma.”

Maru scoffs, “Please, It’s not like she hasn't smoked weed before.”

Jennie, “That’s much better than cigarettes.”

Jisoo heard the doorbell ring. “The food here!” Jisoo smiled and yelled out. Rose immediately got up with Jisoo to get the food. They prepare the food on the balcony. While the rest of the girls grabbed the plates, utensils, napkins and beverages. Maru Hiding the Ipad from Lizzie. Lizzie just gives up; she's now helping with the food. When it’s finally prepared.

Jennie was the first to dig in. “You Know Maru can give your Ipad back if you go to the party with us.”

Liz, “I’ll live in a moment! Maybe I’ll go. But can you give it back?” Maru gives it back then Lizzie puts it away in her room. So her and the girls play a game.

Rosie wants to play the clueless party game then everyone else gets excited. Except Lisa doesn’t want to play. When Lisa thought that Rosie didn’t see her face scrunched up and mouthed no to the rest of the girls. “Think that I didn’t see you? I'll kill you.” Lisa got scared. Jisoo and Jennie laugh.

Lizzie, “We will all play the clueless party game even if Lisa doesn’t want to join.” Rosie was excited again. Lisa rolls her eyes then Rosie pinches Lisa’s ears. Jennie and Jiso are trying to break them up. Lisa starts screaming. “Ow, that you bitch!” Lisa slaps Rosie.

Rosie, “Ugh you slut!” Pushes her.

Jennie stopped breaking the girls up and got the notification text on her phone from Taehyung. “We have all been invited to a party tonight!!! Oh would you look at that, You’re going Liz.” Jennie yelled.

Lizzie shakes her head no. “No, Just no. You girls know I don’t want to party.” All of the girls give her a look. “I mean I do party in small groups. My cousins, and family.”

Rosie, “Well this is different we’re all in our 20’s we should all go out, make out, sleep with anyone we want, we're all hot.”

Jisoo then dances to, Girls Generation Party. “P-A-R-T-Y!!! Party time. It’s Party time!!!”

“Come on Liz You gotta come!” Rosie

Lisa got excited. “You’re going to look hot tomorrow night! I don’t have to play the game!” Rosie glares at her. Lisa got scared a bit.

“Let’s pick an outfit for her. She’s going to look hot hot” jisoo

Maru, blowing the cigarette in her direction.“She needs to get laid tomorrow night.” Saying calmly with a straight face.

Lizzie gives her a look. “How many gummies did you take again?”

Maru, “2, 5. I don’t know.” Still smoking her cigarette. ‘How is this girl still going?’ Lizzie thought. After all the drinks, smoking and gummies???

“Come on Tae’s party can’t be that bad! Think about it, come on Liz. Tae is a nice guy. He’s making sure you will go.” Jennie says.

Liz, “It’s not Tae and his friends I’m worried about.”

The girls wait for her answer. Jisoo asks, “Well? What do you say Lizzie?” But then Jisoo see the look in her eyes that somethings the matter. She didn’t ask her friend what was the matter. It seems she wasn’t too comfortable to share with the girls yet.

Liz it’s not she’s feeling pressured. She was just worried about one of the boys that broke her heart. The worst way possible will be there…

Cha Eun-woo.

Not only that Minnie might be there and her friends… Lizzie knows her friends will be there for her.

Lizzie, “Okay I’ll go tonight and I have to go to this party. To face my fears. To live. You know YOLO!!!” She says the last sentence much awkwardly.

Lisa raised her brow. “Liz Yolo?” Cringes.

Jisoo, “YOLO!!!” She started dancing to Party again. Lizzie joins her then all of the girls join except for Maru because she was so high off of the gummies. “We can’t stop stop! It’s a party time!” Jisoo sings.

Rosie, “P-A-R-T-Y!!!”

Liz, “It’s a party, We go rock rock! P-A-R-T-Y”

Jennie and Lisa joins. “Lemon soju, tequila for me, mojito for you

Let's go to Jeju, California!”

Rosie, “We got a party to head too! Come on, let's go get ready!”

~ ~ ~

Jisoo Suggests a makeover!

Lisa, “Lizzie already has a great sense of style and knows how to apply makeup. Don’t you think it’s problematic? She’s already gorgeous, young, and a hot mama.”

Jennie, “It can be but it’s fun!!!” Jumping up and down and she grabs Lizzie’s to the bathroom first.

Lizzie, “Makeovers can be fun.” agreeing and smiling.

Boy she didn’t know that the five girls are going to bathe her. Lizzie insists. “No, I got this, I can bathe myself. NO! MARU! JENNIE! LISA HELP!!!!” Calling out all of the girls names she got this.

Lisa yelling at the girls, “SHE DOESN’T HELP WITH THE BATHING WHAT KIND OF MAKEOVER IS THIS???” She pushes the four girls away.

The girls make sure she gets her cooter cat, bussy clean and every nook and cranny is clean and that everything is moisturized.

Lizzie wears contacts tonight. And prep her face before Maru works on her makeup.

Rosie and Jennie going through her closet. Breaking down which outfit she is going to wear.

Jisoo, “You should go for the siren seductive look!” Maru does her makeup. And Jisoo does her hair she decided to do voluminous curls.

Lisa sprayed on some lux honey vanilla perfume. And the rest of the girls made sure one last time that everything was moisturized.

Then Jennie presents Lizzie a black Prada bag. “Me and the girls got you a bag!” Jennie smiling showing off her gummy smile.

She puts Lizzie's phone and glasses and travel sized stuff for her contacts like case and solution and Maru puts condoms inside. Lizzie, "Jennie!" Groans, Giving her a really look. Looking at the couple of condoms that were given in her bag. "Thanks Jennie I'll be using all of these gladly." Sarcastically scoffs. “URGGGHH.” Rolling her eyes.

The final looks that Lizzie got a brown smokey eye with a cat eye liner and a burgundy lip. Her hair is down with curls. For her outfit. A black lace v neck with cutouts cami, black mini skirt with a slit, and black knee high boots. It’s not that she wasn’t comfortable wearing this, she usually wears these clothes. It’s just that she felt off if Eunwoo and Minnie and their friends saw her. Lizzie loves what the girls have done for her. Since she takes forever to get ready she takes about 2 hours and with the girls help it took about 45 mins to an hour.

The rest of the girls also decided to wear black tonight for the party. That each of them go with their styles and personalities. The girls take selfies.

~ ~ ~

Jungkook is getting ready with Jimin for Tae’s party.

Jungkook sighs. Jimin asks him what’s the matter. Jungkook finishes off with his leather jacket while looking at the mirror. Wearing all black. “I’m just hoping that one girl will stay the next morning. Who just doesn’t leave me” Then, applying some cologne.

Jimin questions, “If she stays the next morning you’d think she’ll be the one you’re looking for.”

Jungkook is still a little sad. “I’m not sure, all I want is to find a girl that I can continue to date. Someone I can get to know. Who just doesn’t see me as a pretty face, more than my talents and more than a one night stand.”

Tae then walks in the room. “Hey buddy, why so glump.” Giving Jungkook a side hug. Still being happy go lucky.

Jimin says, “He wants to find a girl in a committed relationship.”

Tae then messes up his hair. “You’ll find a lucky girl tonight I just know it.” Gets a notification from Jennie.

Tae smiles from Jennie’s Text.

Me and all of the girls are going to the party tonight! Including Lizzie!

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abigails-gf · 11 months

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hi!! it’s me again ahaha :) i absolutely loved what you did w my request omg!!! your so so talented <33 i have another ideaaa okay so it’s summer n abby and you n her friends (like mel,owen,manny yk) wanna go to the beach or somewhere but reader is super self conscious abt their scars (bc the others don’t know) but abby already knows so she’s like reassuring them n stuff!! and then they go to the beach n have the best time!! <333 also do u do emoji anons? if so could i be 🪐 anon? it’s okay if not i js think if will be easer than me going it’s me again or the one who requested this ahaha!! but if not that’s okay no pressure!! also sorry if this one is a but confusing 🩷🩷

abby anderson x fem reader.

abby reassures her girlfriend before going to the beach.

warnings: reader has self-h*rm scars although it isn't explicitly mentioned.

a/n: hi 💐!! i'm sorry it took me some time to fill this request. but now it's done! i'm not sure how i feel about it, honestly. but i think i like it? i'm honestly not the biggest fan of the beach, but anyways! owen and mel are in this, by the way! . i hope you like it! <33

you were on the balcony, enjoying the sun on your face when the door of your apartment opened. you heard keys being put down and footsteps coming your way.

you felt her lips against the side of your neck and her arms wrapping around you. “good morning, sweet girl.” you smiled and turned around to look into her eyes. “good morning to you too, my love.” you kissed her lips.

abby woke up before you that day. she had promised mel to help her build her kid’s new bed. “how’s mel?” you asked.

“she’s good, her belly is the size of a watermelon now... also, owen is really bad at building furniture.” she chuckled.

“oh, by the way”, abby said, taking your hands into hers. “they asked if we wanted to go to the beach with them this afternoon? it’s really warm and sunny... what do you think?” you tried to force a smile. “i don’t really feel like going but – you can go without me.”

abby noticed something was bothering you, and she knew what it was. she squeezed your hands. “hey, i promise it’ll go well. they won’t even notice.” she said softly. you shook your head. “i know. but what if they do? what if they judge me for it? plus, i don’t think i’ll feel comfortable in a swimsuit, abs. i’m sorry.” you looked down at your arms.

she kissed your forehead and held you tightly before bringing you back inside. she led you to your bedroom and started looking through your shared closet. “what are you doing?” you asked, sitting on the bed. “trying to find you something that could help you feel comfortable.”

she searched for a few minutes before putting down her finds on the bed. “i found some of my old swim shorts, you could wear them. i also found you a veil. you could wear it to hide your arms, if you feel uncomfortable.”

you smiled. “thank you, abby.” she leaned down to kiss you. “they won’t judge you. i promise. all they want is for all of us to have a good time. and if you feel really uncomfortable, i could pack one of your sweatshirts in our bag. okay?” you nodded and left a peck on her lips. “i love you.” you whispered, making her smile.

mel and owen were already there. owen was putting sunscreen on mel’s back. “hey, guys!” abby said as you arrived at their level. “bob the builder’s in the house!” mel joked. you smiled and hugged mel and owen.

you sat on your towel, in your swimsuit and abby’s shorts, her sitting behind you in her bikini top and shorts. you held the veil on your shoulders, abby leaving small kisses against the fabric. “you guys are adorable...” you looked at mel and thanked her. “you’re really lucky to have abby at home... owen can’t build shit.” mel tried to say quietly. owen turned around, offended. “hey! i built a baby inside you, ma’am.” you all laughed.

a few minutes later, you were all in the water. abby kept looking at you to make sure you were feeling alright – you left the veil on your towel. “don’t worry, baby. i’m okay.” you whispered into her ear. she nodded and kissed you. “good.”

owen threw water to abby which then ended into a water fight between the two of them.

abby came to you and picked you up as you yelled for her to put you down. she walked out of the water and put you down on your towel. you looked at her. her braid was barely hanging on, water dripping down her neck and shoulders, falling on your body. some drops found their way on her chest. “what’re you looking at, beautiful?” you blushed and looked up, your eyes falling on her lips. she smiled and kissed you softly. “do my lips taste salty?” she asked you, smiling. you nodded and kissed her back, biting her bottom lip.

“get a room, you two!” owen joked behind, making you pull away from your girlfriend. “shut up.” abby said standing up.

the afternoon was coming to an end. you had spent the last hour under the sun next to mel. abby was busy reading a book and owen probably fell asleep.

abby promised mel to come by the next week to build a changing table. mel also said that you could come as well for lunch. the couple thanked you for this nice afternoon and you all parted ways.

on the drive back home, abby had her hand on your thigh. “how’re you feeling? did you have a good afternoon?” you put your hand above hers and smirked. “mhm. i did. t’was nice. also – you look really good when you’re wet.” she quickly looked at you and smiled. “oh, really? thank you, pretty girl.” she squeezed your thigh. “and you look good under me.” she said, a smirk on her face.

abby was right: it went well. neither mel and owen asked any questions about your scars.

“thank you for making sure i was alright, abby.” you said quietly. “of course, m’love.” she stopped at a red light and brought your hand to her lips, kissing it. “i love you.”

#abby anderson #abby tlou #abby x fem!reader #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x y/n #abby x reader #abby anderson x you #the last of us #abby anderson tlou2 #tlou2 #tlou x reader #abby anderson blurb #abby the last of us #abby anderson fluff

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btsforlif · 3 years

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Honeymoon

Paring: Namjoon x chubby/Plus size reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: fluff, SMUT

Warnings‼️: sexual tension, breast play, fingering, unprotected sex (don't do this guys) ending sucks (if this is a warning but I think you might need this warning 💁‍♀️)

Synopsis: You had an arranged marriage with your now husband Kim Namjoon and you are on the way to your husband's farmhouse for honeymoon. Do your feelings will change for him or not?

Notes: hello there! I am back with this new fic hope you all like it. I enjoyed writing this but it didn't turned out the way I wanted it to be so if ending sucks please don't blame me✌️💜 and PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL OR SPELLING MISTAKES.

You are on your way to your husband's farmhouse. Why? For your HONEYMOON yeah honeymoon. Your husband is a stranger to you and you are on the way to his farmhouse, you scoffed in your head. You had an arranged Marriage day before today for your parents sake, because of financial problems your parents company was facing. The company was on the edge of closing but they told you if you will marry one of the richest person's son they will be ok and you did, you married him.

Kim Namjoon the next CEO of the Kim company was your husband, he is handsome and all smart but he isn't your type but you have to bare with him for almost 2 years, you scoffed again thinking about it. You are a doctor and had a normal life but now it's all ruined and you don't even know if you will able to go back to your normal doctor life.

"We are almost there" his driver said but instead of replying to him Namjoon ignored it. You scoffed in your head for the thrid time today "how rude" you thought while seeing his side profile.

"Do you want to share room or want one of your own" he asked simply once you both were in the framhouse and the driver was standing with your luggage beside you for your answer "room of my own" you replied simply too. He only nodded at the driver and the driver was on his way to your room

You were in your room getting ready for your fake date because if you both won't be there, the person who was in-charge of informing your parents will inform them something that you both don't want to, so the only way is to go there and act like a couple and this again is for your parents sake.

"Sir we have reached our destination" Namjoon only nodded and driver goes out of his seat and open his door for him to come out, you were in shock "what the actual fuck" you thought. After closing the door he came to your side and did the same, you hesitated for a minute before getting out and thanking him. You were new to this pampering you always had an normal life where you weren't dependent on others to open gate for you.

You both were sitting on the chairs while food was waiting in between both of you, your mouth was watering seeing it "I am going first if you wanna eat you can eat" all you said before digging up your food. All he said yes the whole time but you didn't wanted the dinner to be awkward so you started the conservation "as we both are living our next two years with eachother we should know about eachother a little bit don't you think?" You asked hoping he would reply "yes we should" he said simply again "so tell me something about you" Namjoon was thinking what to say "I like nature and small things and yeah I like crabs but I don't like to eat sea food and I love to read new books, now it's your turn" you thought too what to say before replying "I love music, I love to cook, I hate spiders and I like to eat new dishes" "oh" Namjoon replied instantly.

You thought talking about food will be embarassing because you are a big girl but it gone right you thanked God for it "we should go back to farmhouse, it's already late and we have done our job here" Namjoon was so straightforward about all the things and it annoyed you a little bit but you can't do anything so you let it slide.

You both came back home after your Little fake date and said goodnight before going to eachother rooms. You were now laying on the bed after washing up and trying to fake sleep so you can sleep in real but your mind wasn't letting you "he is not that bad but I still don't like him that much" "how are we going to live with eachother for next two years" you thought, your overthinking was Killing you so you just screamed in the pillow after letting out some frustration on the pillow you felt better and you felt sleepy so at last you ended up sleeping thanks to the pillow.

There was one thing, Namjoon wasn't able to sleep because of YOU "I hope this marriage goes well because I want it to" he said it to himself, after overthinking about your and his marriage he slept too.

Next morning you were in kitchen making your cereals and milk but you were forgetting something that you don't live alone and you were in your super short shorts and and mid thigh t-shirt,you were taking out cereals from top shelf you weren't short you were a little bit taller then a average women but you were happy about it because you don't have to depend on others for anything.

While taking out cereals you hear someone coughing behind so you instantly turned around and see Namjoon looking anywhere but you with red cheeks and red ears "what happened everything alright?" You asked "yeah j-just look down" and you looked down and saw your bare legs are on full display and you realised that while you were taking cereals out it must have ridden up. "Sorry I will just go and change" you said shyly trying to stretch the fabric down more to cover your bare legs "don't be sorry it's ok, you can go and change I will not look at your direction but when you are in your room please do tell me that you are in" "o-ok" all you said before running all the way to your room "I am in" you screamed "ok" Namjoon screamed back.

After changing and washing up you came out of your room and see Namjoon is all washed up too, sitting doing some thing on his phone "I am back" you thought he would ignore you and do his work on his phone but he turned and looked at you and checked you out before blushing and turning back to his phone "your mom called she said that she was trying to reach you but your phone is switched off so she called me to ask how we were doing" "oh so what did she say" you asked "nothing just how our honeymoon is going and were are we going today so I asked were should we go so that you can enjoy the time while being here she told me that you like shopping new dresses and things so I thanked her for her reply and said bye's to eachother" "oh" you said once again but you were blushing now "so are you ready? We are going for shopping" "no it's ok Namjoon you don't have to do that we can do something else that you like too" "no it's my choice y/n I like shopping too let's go if you are ready" "ok just let me take my purse and phone" "ok" Namjoon replied.

You were now standing in front of an branded clothing shop "you really don't have to do this" you were not selfish so you asked once again if he wanted to change his decision "y/n it's ok really now come on we should go in" "ok Namjoon" you said. You saw many dresses lined up one by one, you really hoped that you can get your size.

"I will try this one" you said a perfect black colour long dress with deep v-cut which had a zipper on back and long sleeves and with your perfect size, Namjoon only nodded and waited for you to go in and come out with you wearing that dress, after 5 to 6 minutes you came out while wearing that dress and asked Namjoon "how do I look" Namjoon was watching you with widened eyes as if he saw an angel or devil "how do I look" you asked again hoping for an answer "pretty, beautiful" he replied back instantly you blushed and thanked him.

You peeked out your head for Namjoon's help "Namjoon please help me!" You were trying to be quite while being loud enough to Namjoon to hear it "with what" he asked "my zipper is not coming down please help me!" He hesitated for a minute before coming in the changing room, you were standing in front of the mirror and your back was facing him "please open the zipper for me I am not able to do it" you said while watching him from mirror he nodded and kept his fingers on the zipper to slide it off but on the mid way his hands mistakenly brushed against your bare back and it sent shivers down your spine "it's all done" you were so emerged in the feeling that you didn't even felt it coming to end "thank you" you were now directly looking into his eyes through mirror, the staring in eachother's eyes was so intense that you forget that the zipper was down and your dress can slide down your body any minute but when the dress was going to slide down Namjoon suddenly catched it and your right shoulder was only the thing that was showing off "I-i am so sorry" "no it's ok" he replied, you kept your hands in front of your dress wo that Namjoon can let it go but he didn't, you looked at him in mirror finding him already staring at you and once again you both were staring in eachother's eyes, Namjoon broke the staring contest and his eyes dropped to your shoulder gazing it for few seconds befor he let the dress go "I-i am sorry I should go" "ok" you can sae Panic in his eyes and he left hurriedly. You didn't know what to do so you let it slide not making the situation more awkward.

You were home now changed in your pajama but you were feeling hungry and you now realised that you and Namjoon both didn't have dinner yet and it was already pretty late so you thought you should cook something for you and him.

You were making ramen and it was already ready so you were on your way to Namjoon's room to call him for dinner. Once you reached his room you opened his door forgetting to knock and the seen you were seeing was so sinful to you, Namjoon looked at you from where he was standing because of the noise the door made "y/n do you want something" he asked now fully turning around "n-no I-i just wanted to call you down for dinner" "oh" he was half bare standing in front with only wearing sweat pants his chest and torso was on full display you gulped seeing his abs but you looked up immediately trying not to look down "hey you know you can come in and sit but if you want to because I have to sign some emails cause it's urgent then we can both go down and eat" "ok" you didn't wanted to say no so you go and sit on the bed while trying not to look at him but you failed, he was also sitting on the opposite side of the bed half bare to your eyes, you thought he wouldn't catch you staring at him but he did and raised his eyebrows as if asking something you nodded a no while trying not to blush "wtf y/n get yourself togather he just catched you checking him out" you screamed at yourself in your head "I am all done we can go" he said while standing up "o-ok" you get up suddenly and started to walk where the door was "wait" he suddenly said which made you stop instantly next to the wall where the door was.

He was walking towards you like you were his prey, you can't go back because there is already an wall so before you can open the door Namjoon took your hands in his and kept it down while caging you between him and the wall, you can feel his abs thorough your shirt "do you really think that you can get away after about staring at me for straight 10 minutes" you were now blushing so hard that it was getting hard to breathe "N-namjoon" you whispered "y/n I am saying truthfully that I like you alot, these days that I spent with you were my best days of my life and I really want to live a happy married life with you" "Namjoon I-i don't know what to say" you say while shivering a little bit "then take your time" he whispered in your ear and you closed your eyes because of the feeling, he looked at you seeing your eyes closed and chubby cheeks blushing he chuckled before letting you go "come on the food is going to cool off" he opened the door and goes out while you were still in shock because of what happened earlier "wtf!" You said while opening the door and going to kitchen seeing him already eating the food, you weren't able to match his eyes so you just took your food and ate it while putting the pieces in your mind of what happened earlier.

It was last thrid day of your honeymoon before it ends so you both decided that you both are going to rest for the next three days. It was already night nearly 1 Am and you suddenly felt hungry for desert despite having dinner few hours ago so you go out in kitchen to have some ice cream when you saw that the lights of Kitchen were on, you peeked in and saw Namjoon on his phone while eating the ice cream you were going to eat, so you wanted to slide in kitchen without him knowing you were in so you walked in your tippy toes till you were standing in front of the fridge and opened it quietly while getting the other tub of ice cream out when you heard someone whispering your name in your ear, you jumped and wanted to scream but somebody closed your mouth with his hand "y/n I am Namjoon don't be scared" he said while laughing "don't that ever again I might die from an heart attack" you say while keeping your hand on your heart to calm it down "sorry sorry" "it's ok" "btw what are you doing here" Namjoon asked "wanted to eat ice cream so I can in here to take it" "but why were you tip toeing I here" he asked while raising one of his eyebrows and you find it so hot that you forget to answer.

Namjoon came closer and closer while you did was only standing and staring back at him "what are you doing Namjoon" "nothing" he said coming more closer till you were again caged between him and the fridge "I am waiting for your answer y/n" "I-i" "why do I have to always shutter when he is this close" you mentally screamed at yourself, he was so close so close that you can feel his breath on your lips both of your lips were only inches away from eachother, you thought he was going to kiss you so you closed your eyes and waited few seconds before moving your head a little bit forward for him to attack your lips but he moved his head back, he wanted to kiss you too but he knew you weren't ready so instead you felt his lips on your neck you opened your eyes instantly and whimpered a little bit because of the feeling of his delicate lips on your neck. He was leaving open mouth kisses to your neck and shoulder before releasing you "when you are ready for me and Accept me as your husband that day I will kiss you but for now I know you are not ready y/n" his whispering was doing something to you but you were not able to form any words your mind was not cooperating with you so the only thing you did was nod "ok then y/n goodnight sweet dreams" he said before taking his half melted ice cream with him in his room.

The next day is your last second day and you weren't able to sleep whole night deciding on what should you do so you came on the conclusion that you have started to like him no but love him and feelings are mutual so you are ready for everything he was going to give to you.

Next evening you were in the living watching something that you weren't paying attention to. Yesterday's senerio was still going on your mind, you saw Namjoon coming out of his room and seeing you, you both stare at each other before Namjoon broke it and goes in the kitchen.

"Namjoon" you called out for him and he came to you and you patted the seat next you "so what's happening" "I just wanted to say that I-i am ready and that I accept you as my husband and I am actually starting to have feelings for you" after you blurted this out Namjoon smiled ear to ear " I am so happy y/n" you smiled back at him but the tension was back in seconds before Namjoon was coming closer and closer "are you really going to kiss me now right?" You said looking at lips and remembering how it felt on your neck "yeah" he said before attacking your lips and taking you on his lap, the kiss was passionate, slow and filled with love but after few seconds it turned into hot makeout session, you broke kiss for air and felt Namjoon kissing your neck and sucking harshly on it you moaned quietly because of the harsh pleasuring suck on your neck "N-namjoon"you called out again "yess baby do you need me to stop" worry on his face "no it's just that I-i am a v-virgin" "ohh baby" he cooed "let's take it slow yeah I will be gentle with you don't worry" he smiled at you lovingly "ok" you smiled back at him " let's take this to my room" you only nodded.

Once the door was locked he gently took you to the bed and layed you down. He hovered above you and kissed you again slowly and sexually, you both broke kiss for oxygen but he was fast and attacked your neck all over again leaving kitty licks and kissing every hickey he made softly.

"Can I remove your clothes please" he asked and you hesitated for minute before nodding he removed everything you were wearing and gazed at you with loving eyes, you felt shy and nervous as if he can see through you he told you not to worry and kissed you once again, he felt like he as in heaven seeing you all naked and blushed up for him "Namjoon please take your clothes off too" "ohh yeah yeah" he chuckled and started to remove his clothes once he was done you admired every inch of his "like what you are seeing" he teased and you blushed, the laughter died down when he once again hovered above you "let me prepare you first baby" he said while messaging your both breasts "yes please" you moaned feeling his hands on your boobs, he bent down his head and started to suck your already sensetive nipples "oh my god" you moaned feeling his mouth sucking on one of your nipples and twisting the other with fingers he gave the same treatment to other one before going down and kissing every stretch marks you have, the way his lips were kissing it gently it was melting you like butter.

"What a beautiful scene to see" you blushed hearing his voice and whined a little feeling too needy for his teasing "Namjoon please do something" you whined again "patience baby it's you first time I don't want it to be quick" he said, he attached his thumb to your clit and started to circle it while applying pressure and you moaned bucking your hips in his hand but his other hand stopped you for doing it "baby you are so wet" he said while inserting his middle finger in your pussy "Namjoon" you moaned his name "yes baby moan my name" he said adding his another finger and bottoming it out, you whimpered "baby you are so wet oh my god" he said taking out his fingers and licking it clean you moaned seeing him licking your arousal from his fingers, he once again entered it in but this time it wasn't slow, he started to thrust his fingers in and out of you, seeing you moaning his name again and again was making him painfully hard but today was all about you.

He started scissoring his fingers preparing for what is coming next "shit baby I am so hard because of you" you moaned hearing his dirty words, your eyes rolling back feeling the knot forming in your stomach "I-i am gonna cum please don't stop" "yeah gonna cum hmm" Your toes curling and your back arching, you practically screamed seeing white in your eyes.

Namjoon rode you out of your orgasam "it's too much" you said squirming. He took his fingers out of you before licking it clean, you were tired but you wanted more "Namjoon please I want more" "yeah baby I am gonna give you what you want" he took his boxers off and your eyes widened because of seeing his cock size "baby don't be sacred I am going to go slow" you only nodded "ready?" He asked looking in your eyes for any objection but he didn't find anything but lust for him . You nodded again "ok then" he lined up his cock on your entrance "this going to hurt a little bit and if you want me to stop anytime then please do tell me" you nodded again, Namjoon slowly started to enter you making sure to go slow you cried out because of the pain it was giving it to you.

Namjoon bottomed out, you were feeling immense pain "shh baby it's gonna be alright" he said kissing you on the lips trying to distract you, Namjoon didn't moved an inch giving you time to adjust before the pain you were feeling substituted and you told him to move "y/n I am going to start moving ok" he said before thrusting into you slowly, it was a new feeling, pain with pleasure and it was addictive "you are so thight" he groaned, you were a moaning mess feeling immense pleasure going throughout your whole body.

He was slow but his thrust were deep hitting every spot, he made sure that his lips were always in work from kissing your lips to sucking your nipples to leaving an hickey on your body, he changed the angle putting your one leg on his shoulder while thrusting into you with a little bit more speed than before, at one point he hitted an spot which made you scream "Namjoon fuck!" "Found it" he said increasing his speed and hitting that spot again and again which made you scream everytime he hitted that spot.

You eyes were paining because of how much you were rolling it back, you were near you can feel it again "b-baby I am near" after hearing you he took his fingers and started to draw circles to your clit "yeah gonna cum again hmm?" You nodded feeling tears falling out from your eyes, you clenched arround feeling very near to your orgasam "fuck do that again" he groaned feeling you clench around him again "shit I am gonna cum oh my god!" "Then cum baby" he said increasing his pace on your clit while thrusting deeply, you screamed while cuming on his cock seeing white before your eyes again "yes baby yes" his thrust were getting slow which you thought was him getting closer to his near, he was so near feeling him cuming when he took out his cock and cum onto your stomach.

You both were now laying, your head was on his chest while he was caressing your hair with his fingers "I am sleepy baby" you said feeling tired from all the sexual things you both did "me too baby then let's sleep"Namjoon replied feeling sleepy himself, that night was the first day when you both slept together.

The next day both of you were on the his private jet going back to Seoul but this time it wasn't awkward like before. This time you both were happy with having eachother by your side and now you both were really husband and wife.

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plussizeappreciationfics · 3 years

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joon, tom hiddleston and thor when there's an argument please?

Kim Namjoon

-When there's an argument, Joon gets really quiet

-Mostly because he's mostly the reason the two of you are odds. His biggest flaw is that he often speaks without thinking when agitated, which results in him hurting your feelings with a simple remark/judgement

-When the consequences of his actions finally settle in, he has troubles clearing his mind because it's now clouded with immense guilt. He might have a sharp tongue, but a heart of gold and doesn't hurt people on purpose

-So when you don't want to talk to him or be near him, Joon immediately starts overthinking

-He'll still keep you company, whether it's welcomed or not. It's his silent affirmation that he still loves you and wants to show you that he'll be ready to listen to whatever you have to share with him

-The giant man will try to come over as cool and collected, but just one glance at his tensed shoulders and bouncing leg shows you that he's anxious

-When you're ready to settle the argument and move on from it, Joon sits close to you and holds your hand in his. He'll listen to every word leaving your mouth and will will see things from your point of view

-Realizing that his actions have hurt you leaves him with an aching heart and promises to do better because he doesn't want to lose you

-Apologizing is something that's very easy for him. He might have a big ego, but never when it comes to you

-When you're the one who instigated an argument, Joon will keep to himself, trying to soothe aching he feels in his chest while trying to distract himself

-You'll find him read three books in just two days or buy more plants and water and monitor them, he can't sit in one place and act like everything is fine

-You give him some space so that he can mentally prepare himself for the upcoming talk. The man hates any type of negative energy

-When you see that he's ready to talk, you start with an apology and hold his hand to reassure him that it wasn't your intention to hurt his feelings

-Joon can't never stay too long mad at you so you'll be in the middle of ranting when he cuts you off by kissing you tenderly, his hands on your cheeks and a soft hum leaving his lips as he has missed the taste and feeling of them

Tom Hiddleston

-Oof

-Tom is an Aquarian (his moon is in Aquarius for those who don't know)

-That man has no problems voicing all the things that stimulate him and his mind. He loves to talk about everything interesting, but when the two of you are arguing, he doesn't know how to act

-Voicing his deepest emotions is something he has always struggled with because it's simply not so easily in his nature to be forward

-He becomes mute, especially when you're in the wrong

-It'll leave you feeling like shit because he'll go on about his day like nothing has happened, despite that he's suffering on the inside

-It will be awkward being in the same room as him because his first instinct is to retreat and be his own company

-You'll try to talk to him but he'll interrupt you, stating that he has an important thing to finish and then walk off

-And it's not even his intention to avoid you, it's simply because he's so overwhelmed with intense emotions and doesn't know how to voice them

-So all you can do is give him his space and time to get his mind right

-When that happens (often after a day or two), he'll reach out to you

-The two of you will be seated and he'll hold intense eye contact while expressing how he has been feeling the past day(s) and how your actions affected him

-He'll struggle finding the right words from time to time, but that leaves you to complete his sentences, knowing exactly how he feels

-Once he's done, he lets you know that he's ready to makeup and move on

-You let him know that you want the same thing, but not without explaining that the two of you need to find a healthy way to coexist when there's an argument, that he can't simply pull away from you and act like you're not his girlfriend

-Tom realizes that you're right and promises you that he'll try to get rid of those unhealthy habits

-You reassure him that he's loved and that he can always express himself safely with you. That you only want to contribute to his happiness and not diminish it

-When Tom is the reason the two of you are beefing

-Jesus.

-That man will do his upmost best to gain your forgiveness

-You need space? He'll book a weekend trip for you and your friend(s)

-You don't feel like talking? He'll communicate through tiny notes being slidden underneath the door

-You're angry and hurt? He'll instantly apologize and cook you your favourite meal or buy your fave snacks

-You can see his insecurities getting the best of him but you let him sit and soak in it for a little while because that's how he'll learn that you're not a stranger but his girlfriend who deserves the same amount of love and respect he gets from you

-When you're ready to have the talk, Tom intensely listens to you and apologizes for everything he did wrong. He hasn't a big ego, he's incredibly humble and knows when he has messed up

-Seeing the remorse radiating off him instantly makes you forgive him and you lean in to kiss him, being ready to put the argument behind and continuing to enjoy the love you have for one another

Thor Odinson

-Being at odds with Thor is something that rarely happens because despite his huge ego and cockiness, that man knows how to maintain a healthy relationship with himself and you

-The few times the two of you have an argument, it doesn't really feel like it

-It feels more like discussion

-He will frown and voice his disagreements and shake his head at your reasonings

-You do the same and roll your eyes once in a while, and when you feel like the situation is only going downhill, you stand him and tell him that you're not continuing to discuss anything further with him

-When you walk off, the God of Thunder is aware that now there's some tension in between you too

-"Not on my or Odin's watch" is what he mumbles to himself before following you to wherever you're going

-When you see (and feel) the giant God following you, you sigh loudly to which he copies you

-"Just leave me alone, Thor"

-"Do you really want that?"

-When the answer is yes, Thor sighs again and leaves you be

-When the answer is no, he immediately picks you up and carries you to your shared bedroom, plops you on the bed and lies there with you, gently stroking your back and head while patiently waiting for you to address your little spat

-Once you do, he hums while listening to you. He'll feel guilty and immediately begs to be forgiven, which he is in that moment

-When you're the one apologizing first, that son of a bitch will play hard to get and act like he's still annoyed at you

-But he cuts the act once you stand up and lift your shirt, ready to (sneakily) convince him that you're worthy of his forgiveness with a little razzle dazzle of good old coochie

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sweetwritertanya · 4 years

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Dressed Up For Halloween (Namjoon)

Summary: Your employer, Big Hit, is hosting a special Halloween party this year. Even though no one knows you are dating, you go and show your boyfriend Namjoon your outfit before the party starts when he is still working at the studio.

Warnings: SMUT! This fic will include: swearing, erotic body touching, blow job, unprotected sex (be smarter IRL people!), missionary position, sex as in a quickie, female masturbation during sex (is this the best way to describe it?), aftercare.

Word Count: 2640

Your excitement could barely be contained as you practically skipped down the street and entered the Big Hit’s building. Your long warm coat kept your selected costume for the party tonight hidden and you had been dying to show it to your boyfriend. Keeping it a secret was almost unbearable, since you two always shared everything with one another.

For the first time ever, the company had decided to host a Halloween themed party for their employees and idols. Everyone was invited and required to come in costume, dinner and drinks on the house. Even a simple dispensable worker as yourself was invited which worked out, since the only person you were interested in spending the day with would also be there.

Namjoon and the rest of the boys would, obviously, be main guests. And even if nobody besides them knew about you and him being together, it presented the perfect cover for you two to attend the same party without having to hide his identity. You would just have to be careful not to get too lovey-dovey in public. Which was a bit hard, since you adored to hold his hand or lean your head on his shoulder whenever you stood beside him. You just had to control yourself tonight.

You knock on the door and his voice tells you to come in. Namjoon had told you he would be working on the studio for as long as he could, inspiration for some lyrics hitting him strongly today of all days. But he still promised to come to the party, so you were here to pick him up and make sure he lived to that promise.

He was sitting on his chair with his back to you as you walk in, closing the door behind you. He seemed busy writing something in his little notebook as well as having some kind of melody going on the computer. As you expected, he wasn’t even dressed yet, in fact wearing a white Fila hoodie and some light-wash denim jeans.

“Baby, you told me you would be dressed up for Halloween” you complaint as you approach him, placing one hand on his shoulder.

“Hum? Oh, yeah, sorry babydoll, I was about to go and change.” Namjoon swirls in his chair as his strong arms come around your wide hips, brushing the skin there with soothing hands. He smiles sheepishly with lips pressed together and dimples showing. “Got distracted. Wait, is that a wig?”

You smile back, because who wouldn’t when he produced that beautiful dimple smile, and lean down to steal an affectionate peck from his lips.

“Yes, it is. Part of my costume. Now, we don’t have much time, so hurry up and save everything you got going on so you can go and change already” you order playfully, stepping away to leave him to his computer. “Oh, and I want you to see my full costume before we go! Any speculations from the long black-haired wig?” You question as you undo your coat and let it slide down your arms to the sofa behind you.

“You know I’m not great guessing things. It’s best of you just tel-”

As Namjoon finishes saving everything up and swirls around in his chair to look at you, his words get stuck in his throat as he loses the ability to breathe for a few long minutes.

Even a skilled song writer like him could not come up with an accurate way to describe how absolutely enthralling you looked. It made his heart jump to his throat and his mouth to go dry as he took it all in, the black tight fabric hugging all of your splendid corves so seductively, the deep v-neckline showing just enough cleavage before the crisscross strings, the slit up to the middle of your succulent upper thigh revealing the shape of your leg, accentuated by the black high-heel shoe. In an outfit made entirely of black, your red lip stood out so captivatingly, and he could only really think of how much he wanted to steal the bright colour with his own mouth, kiss it until it was smudged away.

“What do you think?” you excitedly ask, even giving him a twirl.

Namjoon swallows dry and crosses his legs as he hides half of his face with his large hand, coughing to clear his voice.

“It’s hum… hum, it’s…” he truly couldn’t find the right words, which you mistake with dislike.

“You don’t like it” you sigh with disappointment and confusion. You really thought he would like it, you looked so good in it. He always tried to persuade you to use more tight-fitting clothes since he loves your silhouette so much.

“No! No, it’s not that at all!” he immediately assures, maybe a bit louder than he hoped. “I actually know this one. You’re… You’re Morticia from the Addam’s Family, right?”

“Yeah… So, why the underwhelming reaction? I thought you would love it” you confess, crossing your arms.

“And I unquestionably do. You look so fucking sexy right now. And I can assure you, there is nothing underwhelming about this. If anything, I may be a little too overwhelmed right now.” He coughs again and looks away almost like he was embarrassed, a bit of color rising to his cheeks.

“Sure doesn’t look like it” you pout, unconvinced.

He sighs and keeps his eyes away from you before looking at the ground, seemingly debating with himself for a moment.

“Did… Did you know?” he suddenly asks, only glancing at you for mere seconds before looking back to the floor.

“Know what?”

“That I had a… a thing, let’s call it… for this character when I first saw the movie as a child?”

“You had a ‘thing’ for Morticia when you were a kid? How so?” Intrigued and tickled by such a notion, you actually walk forward and move as if to sit sideways on Namjoon’s lap.

“Wait, babe-!”

Namjoon strangely raises his hands up and tries to stop you, something he had never done before when you sat on his lap, but the memento was already set. You sat your juicy rump on his thighs and that’s when you feel it, poking at the doughy flesh of your left ass cheek.

“Oh my God!” you giggle and bring your hands to cover your smiling lips as your eyes open wide in realization. As for Namjoon, his cheeks are now burning red and he tries to look as further away to the right as he can, hands restless as he wasn’t sure what to do with them.

“She always talked all seductively and all that, okay? And that film is full of sexual tension between her and that husband of yours, so it was not my fault” he murmurs in his defense. “Seeing you like this kind of… brought back old feelings, okay?”

Both amused and sympathetic at his situation, you remain sited on his lap as you take his warm face into your hands and force him to look at you.

“Well… How about I help you with this before we leave for the party, baby?” you suggest with a immodest smirk.

Namjoon raises his eyebrows and widens his small eyes until they became rounded, unsure if he was understanding what you were hinting at. You brush your thumb on top of his wide lips and then capture them for a doubt ending kiss, filled with passion and need. Your mouths melded together as your body melted into his, strong arms coming around your middle and pulling you close by your back.

It doesn’t take long for tongues to tease and play with each other, the smallest of encounters sending sparks down your back that landed in a molten pit of want at the depth of your belly. With each longing movement of your soft lips on top of his, you could feel his problem growing beneath your ass, reminding you of what you had decided to do.

Slowly, almost seamlessly, you move your lips to his chin, then his strong jaw, then down his long delectable neck, stopping just a moment longer by that spot next to his pulse point that you knew drove him crazy. The way he groans almost in a whimper rewards you for taking the time to do so. And then you move away from his lap to instead fall on your knees between his legs, hands set at his muscular thighs and looking up at him with suggestive eyes.

His lips, red from all the kisses and the blood rushing to his cheeks, fall into the cutest ‘o’ shape and he gulps dryly before talking.

“Babydoll, you don’t have to-”

“I know, Jonnie. I want to” you clarify, hands already sneaking their way to his belt.

His head falls back on his chair once your little fingers brush the bulge that had formed in his pants and he knows he couldn’t really do anything, he was at your mercy.

“Now, we don’t have much time before the party starts so, we have to be quick, okay?” you remind him as you pull his pants down. All you get his a struggled grunt and his hands closing into fists. “And don’t pull my hair, remember I’m wearing a wig.”

The erection finally springs free as you lower his boxers and a jolt of lust runs through you at the pretty vision. Standing tall in all its dark pink glory, with a red mushroom head glistening and a particular protruding pulsating vein, his cock always looked so perfect to you. And as much as you wanted to shower him with the attention he deserved, you were on a time crunch.

Therefore, you take one hand to his base and pump the hardening member to complete stiffness, absent-minded gibberish falling from Namjoon’s lips as you do so. Then, taking a deep breath, you let your tongue lick the underside from the bottom to the top before engulfing him into your mouth the furthest you could go.

Namjoon’s body trembles and he gasps when you suddenly take him fully into your mouth, your cheeks hallow and bobbing your head at a nice pace with eyes closed as you concentrated. Your tongue swirls around his thickness and slides from side to side at the skin just bellow his tip, making you feel his cock throbbing against it. Remembering to breathe, you try and add a bit of suctioning to the blow-job, the salty cream flavor you recognized starting to gush from his head.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck, baby, stop! Come here.”

To your confusion, Namjoon grabs you by the underside of your arms and pulls you with him to your feet, breathing hard and flustered, eyes completely darkened with lust. You knew he was about to cum, you couldn’t understand why he stopped you. Until he kisses you hungrily and places you with your back to the cushioned sofa behind you, bringing your legs to hook on either side of his lean hips.

“Namjoon, we can’t, we don’t have time for this” you start to say when his lips instead suck at your neck.

“Like you said, we’ll make it quick. Please, Y/N, babydoll, I need you” he pleads with you, leaning his head back to look at you with desperation. And, fuck, it was hot to be needed like this.

“Fine, hurry up” you concede, biting your bottom lips and throwing your arms around his shoulders, gathering the short hairs at the nape of his neck in your clasp.

Much to his satisfaction, you weren’t wearing any pantyhose, meaning your legs were bare as his fingers traced the skin up under the dress and the only barrier, he had to worry about were your panties. Finding the silky fabric and pulling the center of it aside, Namjoon dips his fingers in between the puffy lips and finds you warm and wet for him. He grunts.

“You’re already so wet for me, baby” he whispers into your ear.

As if to make sure, he slips his fingers into your puckered hole without warning, making you gasp and claw your hands on his shoulder and neck. Both of the fingers he used move with slick perfection only for a few seconds before he extracts them.

The feeling of emptiness left behind only lasts a moment, for soon Namjoon takes himself in hand and plunges back in, that magnificent shaft of his filling you up to the curve of your cervix and stretching your walls heavenly. Heat is rising off of him and he takes little time to start moving, yanking his hips at a fast speed as he chases his release.

His large hands hold you by your waist as he drills himself into your womb, the slapping sound of skin and squelching of your body’s fluids as he pumps in and out joining the sounds of both your and his heaving breathing and erotic moans, pitched with wanton and lust. His cock drags wonderfully against your inner walls and his pelvis smacks repeatedly against yours, so quick and deep that sends ripples across your malleable flesh. The molten pit deep inside your core starts to boil up, this uncontrollable wave of aching relief about to break through the dam.

The slickness of your pussy increases and Namjoon finds himself thrusting faster and faster, slamming his hips into yours at an abnormal increasing speed, hands anchoring himself on your waist so strongly it would leave marks. His whole body screamed tension and his throbbing cock burned inside, so you knew he was close. Even with a veiled brain power, you manage to recognize he was about to cum and you wanted nothing more than to do so with him. So, you bring one hand down your body and wail with a broken voice as you violently rubbed your clit at the same speed he was thrusting.

It happened at the same time, your pussy fluttering and collapsing around his cock as the most sudden wave of unmitigated pleasure crashed through your veins, and his frenzied moves coming to a halt as his cock twitched as released flowed through him like water. Your muscles trembled in relief, back arched away from the sofa’s cushions, before falling to the most relaxed state, while he spilled himself in you with a shuddering body before stilling and catching his breath again.

You both stay like this for a moment, Namjoon leaning down to kiss your smudged red lips amorously. He then spills out, hurrying to get on his feet and entering the adjacent small bathroom he had on the studio, coming back with a towel that he uses to clean up the mess he made.

You watch as he gently cleans your lower lips, tapping the soft towel until it’s all nice and mostly dry, and then rearranging the twisted panties until they sit comfortably on you. You sit back up on the couch when he is done and kiss his cheek, searching in your purse for your lipstick so you can reapply it properly.

“Go ahead and change, Jonnie. I should be going ahead anyway, the party is about to start” you say as you use the mirror in the bathroom.

“If you told me you would be Morticia, I could have dressed up as Gomez today” he tells you, with a voice still a bit rough from sex, which you loved.

“We can’t be in a couple’s costume, babe. No one knows we’re together, remember?” you swing your arms around his middle and look up at him with a resigning pout.

“Yet” he adds, quite firmly. “Maybe next year?”

You beam, pull him down for a peck and start to walk away towards the studio’s door, unable to keep yourself from smiling.

“Maybe next year” you agree before walking out.

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straylightdream · 4 years

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𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

All group I write for have links to their individual masterlist below

ＳＴＲＡＹＫＩＤＳ- love stay

ＥＸＯ - I'm thinking of you

ＮＣＴ１２７ - I want you to love me now

ＷＡＹＶ - Loving the way you wanna talk

ＢＴＳ - wherever you are I’ll find you

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softxsuki · 3 years

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I have a request, for Rm it's kinda of Angst, where the reader is a plus size reader, and she moved to south Korea to be with him, after a while she meets his family and they say some harsh things about her, and basically tells him he can do better, and Rm is conflicted so he decides to push away from the reader and one day they get into an agreement, and Rm basically says to her that everyone says I can I do better, finding someone whos better looking but at first I thought they were wrong but now maybe they are right. And the reader is heartbroken and she leaves and doesn't talk to him for a while until one day he comes and shows up to her work begging for forgiveness and she blows him off until one day where he shows up at her door with flowers and saying he's not leaving until they talk it out.

Chubby!Reader’s Meets Namjoon’s Parents (Gone Wrong)

Pairing: Namjoon x Chubby!Reader / Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, not really a happy ending, depression (kinda), self-deprecating thoughts, low-self esteem, some suggestive wording (idek)

Genre: Angst LOL

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 3.2k (longest one yet)

Summary: In which you go to meet your boyfriend, Namjoon’s parents for the first time, but things don’t go according to plan. His parents don’t approve of you because of your weight, and Namjoon’s wording upsets you. This leads to an argument along with some realizations on your part.

[A/N: Thank you anon for the request, I’m sorry it took so long! Also guys, don’t hate me NDJAEKF, IK this took me FOREVER to write. I’ve been so lazy and just had a lack of motivation to be honest. I had this whole oneshot planned out, but my brain wasn’t working with me to write it all out. Sorry :(. I was thinking of ending this off happily, BUTTTTTT if this ever happened to me, I wouldn’t give the guy my time of day. Ladies, gentlemen, and anyone inbetween, DO NOT, go back to any man, woman, etc, if they do something like this to you. You deserve the world. Also, I’m sure Namjoon’s parents are lovely people, I’m sorry I had to write them as being so toxic. Sorry Joonie. Love you bub :/. Hope you guys enjoy! I’m going to Georgia tomorrow so I’m going to try an use my free time there to write out a few more requests. I won’t be able to post them until I get back home though because there’s no wifi there :((. Have a wonderful rest of your day!]

P.S: THIS MAN WOULD NEVER DO THIS. HE’S TOO RESPECTFUL <3

“Think of your future kids, Joonie. Don’t you want a healthy mother so your future children will also be healthy and grow up well?” you overhear Namjoon’s mother say to him after pulling him aside to talk to him in private.

You were currently at Namjoon’s parents house after he had wanted to introduce you to his mother and father. You had been nervous the whole drive there, knowing that you weren’t born in Korea so they may not accept you; that along with your body being the opposite of the Korean beauty standards, weighed on your mind.

You knew in your heart that his parents wouldn’t like you, but Namjoon insisted that they would in fact like you--boy was he wrong.

It started as soon as you arrived to their house and Namjoon introduced you as his girlfriend. His mother instantly scanned you up and down with judgemental eyes, making you want to shrivel up into yourself so no one could see you anymore. Namjoon had placed his hand on your lower back to guide you into the house as his mother made no attempts of inviting you in.

The rest of the night wall is full of awkward silence and tense conversations, mostly between Namjoon and his parents. His mother and father hardly spoke to you that night. You could hardly finish the food his mother had cooked due to the nerves in your stomach that things weren’t going as smoothly as your boyfriend had said they would.

You were glued to his side the whole night, just wanting to go back home where you felt safe.

The night led to where you were now, sitting on the couch as you heard his mother say those words to him. Those words rang in your head, healthy mother...healthy mother? You were fuming at her words, but also disappointed that his parents refused to look at you as a person but instead made assumptions and opinions about you based on your appearance alone.

You didn’t even give your boyfriend a chance to respond to his mother’s words. You got to your feet from the couch and entered the kitchen where they were speaking.

“Thank you for having me. It was nice to meet you. Joon, I’ll wait for you outside,” you said with a bow, before spinning on your heels and making your way out the house, trying your best to hold back your tears.

Be strong Y/N. It’s only the first time you met them. You can probably win them over one day. It’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with you.

You took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down and leaned against Namjoon’s car to wait for him.

A few more minutes had passed with you looking up, admiring the starry night sky, before Namjoon finally came out to join you.

“Shall we head back?” he asks you hesitantly.

“Mhm.”

The car ride back is tense and silent aside from his blinker clicking whenever he uses it. (Yes Namjoon can drive here. It’s fine LOL)

After a while, you hear your boyfriend sigh behind the wheel.

“Y/N,” he starts while keeping his eyes on the road and tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, “Did you hear what my mother said?”

You cross your arms across your chest and move your attention to the passing scenery outside the window.

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry you had to hear that. I didn’t think she’d have a problem with you honestly…” he trails off.

“It’s fine. I know I’m not the ideal girl she probably had in mind for you. I can still try to win her over though,” you try your best to smile despite the stinging in your chest.

“About that...look, you know I love you. I’ve loved you since we first talked and I will always love you Y/N. Please know that, but I think I just need a while to think about this. My parents are important to me and their opinions matter to me. I want them to be happy for me and proud of me,” he announces and steals a glance at your face.

Your head snaps in his direction at his words that you didn’t expect to hear.

“What? Did you say what I think you said?” you ask, “Please tell me I didn’t just hear that correctly, or I swear Joon.”

“I know it’s not what you want to hear, but I just need a few days to think things over, you know?”

“No, actually. I don’t know. You say you love me, but you have to think things through? Think what through exactly? Whether to keep me around or not? What the hell Namjoon?” you fumed while running your hands through your hair.

He was silent again, trying to think of what to say in response to your building anger.

“I’m not breaking up with you right now, I just need to think about what my mother said and about my future. Please Y/N,” he sighs.

“You need to think over your mother’s opinion of me not being good enough for you because I’m fat. Their whole ‘reason’ for hating me is because I’m not skinny or ‘healthy’ as they put it. They didn’t even give me a chance to show them what kind of person I am. They ignored me the whole night and came to a conclusion for you based on my appearance. In what way does that seem fair to you, huh?” you had tears coming down your face at this point, from your hurt and frustration at his parents and at him.

“Y/N please...you’re putting me in an uncomfortable position. You know I love y-”

“Shut up. You can’t possibly be saying that to me right now. If you LOVED me, then you wouldn’t hurt me just because your parents don’t like me--for a stupid reason might I add. Just stop the car. I’ll walk home from here,” you huff and fold your arms in front of your chest once again.

“I’m not dropping you off in the middle of nowhere Y/N. I’ll take you home--I just need some time to think this over.”

“I can’t believe this,” you laugh to yourself in frustration, “Think all you want, but I’ll make this as easy as possible for you Namjoon since you can’t choose between your girlfriend, who has done nothing wrong, and your judgmental parents (yikes). We’re done. Now stop the car, before I jump out.”

“Y/N don’t make any rash de-”

“I said stop the car!” you scream at him

He sighs in defeat, but stops the car anyway, not wanting you to get hurt by jumping out of a moving car. You waste no time in opening the door and rushing out, slamming the door closed behind you.

He follows after you, exiting the vehicle on his own side and calling after you.

“Y/N please, it’s already dark, it’s dangerous to be out this late,” he says, reaching out and grabbing ahold of your arm.

You yank your arm out of his grip and move away from him.

“Don’t touch me. You don’t get to care about me now, when you’re not even thinking about my own feelings in the process. Leave or I’ll scream bloody murder,” you spin around again and walk off a little faster trying to get as far away as possible from him as you could.

You can hear him grunt in frustration, banging his fist against the hood of his car before jumping in and racing off. When he’s finally out of sight, you let your tears freely fall. You can hardly see in front of you from the tears blurring your vision.

A car horn jolts you back onto your butt, and you hear a man yelling at you to watch where you’re going.

The rest of the walk home, which luckily wasn’t too far as Namjoon had almost arrived at your place before you told him to stop, was tiring as silent tears continued to fall down your face.

It wasn’t until you arrived at your complex and took the elevator up to your apartment, and closed the door behind you, when you finally sank to the ground and let your floodgates burst open. Loud, anguised sobs left your mouth as you hit your chest repeatedly from the new heartbreak. You couldn’t believe how the night turned out for the worst.

You felt like an idiot crying on your apartment building floor over a man. The man you loved who you had moved halfway across the globe for, thinking that the two of you would be there for each other forever. But now having broke-up with Namjoon, you felt alone in your tiny apartment, alone in this country that wasn’t yours.

“Why did you leave your life behind for a man?” you grumble to yourself as your tears die down, “You should have never come here Y/N.”

You almost felt like laughing at it all, there was no way this was really happening. You knew you weren’t the “ideal” skinny that was deemed beautiful in South Korea, but you never really hated your body. Namjoon always made you feel beautiful in your own skin whenever he had the chance to. He’d kiss every inch of your body and caress you, claiming each piece of you as his. You’d always felt loved by him--except for tonight.

This was the first time you had ever been hurt emotionally, or at all by Namjoon. Before meeting him online, you used to beat yourself up emotionally about your appearance--it was your worst insecurity that had now come rushing back into your mind.

“Why can’t you just lose the weight? Why is it so hard for you?” you yell in the mirror at yourself after finally getting up from the ground, “This wouldn’t have happened if you just lost the stupid weight before; stupid stupid stupid. Look at you, now you’re all alone.”

You fed yourself these lies for a few hours, letting them sink into your heart and soul, damaging every fiber of your being that Namjoon had once patched up. You were almost shocked at how quickly you managed to believe all the negative thoughts about yourself after months of feeling beautiful in your skin.

That night you cried yourself to sleep, with many other thoughts screaming inside your head.

The next few days were spent with you holed up in your room, refusing to feed yourself, and crying until you’d knock out again. On the third day of your hiding from the world, you heard knocks on your door. It was Namjoon--the person you really didn’t want to see at all anymore.

Namjoon had tried calling you every day, multiple times a day after the argument, but you ignored all of his calls, and even blocked his number. You could hear Namjoon’s voice yelling from the other side of the door, so you continued to ignore him. You didn’t have the energy to yell for him to go away.

That was until he threatened to break the door down if you didn’t open it. Not wanting to have to pay for a new door, you forced yourself out of bed and dragged yourself to the front door and opened it. You peeked your head out, not wanting to let him in.

“What do you want?” you grumble to him, almost wanting to cry again for the nth time just by seeing his face, but you swallowed your tears down, not wanting to cry in front of him.

“Why haven’t you picked up the phone? I was worried that something happened to you,” he sighed in relief after seeing that you were alive at least.

“Well I’m alive, goodbye,” you go to close the door again, but he blocks it with his foot.

“Move,” you say to him.

“Please Y/N let me explain myself. I’m sorry, I just need time to-”

“We aren’t together anymore Namjoon. You are NOT my boyfriend. You don’t need to worry about me anymore. Strangers don’t worry about each other,” you tell him, trying to kick his foot out from the door.

“Please, Y/N, I love-”

“Shut the hell up. You have no right to say that to me. I’m hurt right now. I don’t need you here to make things worse for me, now leave before I call the police,” you scream at him, finally managing to remove his foot from the door and slam it closed while locking it behind you.

Your heart was thumping in your chest from the interaction. You still craved for him in your heart and missed him dearly after being holed up in your room for the past few days, but you knew you couldn’t give in that easily.

After that encounter with your ex, weeks passed and Namjoon would frequently stop by in hopes that you would open the door, but you ignored him every time.

You had managed to drag yourself back onto your feet and pull yourself back out from that depressing hole that made you feel comfortable; you were the only person you could rely on now. You couldn’t bear to see yourself moping around for a man anymore.

The next day, you had gone to work after taking a few days off (finally, you go girl!), but after work you saw Namjoon outside waiting for you. You tried to sneak past him without being caught, but he called your name as soon as he saw you. He looked horrible, with bags under his eyes, stubble around his chin and upper lip; he wasn’t well put together like he normally was.

You paid him no mind and simply walked past him, ignoring his pleas for you to hear him out, you hopped into a cab and went to your apartment.

A few days later, he shows up again, but this time to your apartment. Frustrated, you open the door with a heave.

“How many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone? We are done. D-o-n-e, done. Stop stalking me.”

Ignoring your words, he pulls out a bouquet of beautiful flowers from behind him and offers them to you, “Please Y/N. Please forgive me, give me a chance to explain myself. I’m not leaving until you hear me out, please,” he begged.

“By all means, stay out there for as long as you’d like. But the landlord will kick you out so wait in front of the building if you’re that desperate,” and once again you slammed the door in his face.

You look outside your window and see him take a seat outside your building. You roll your eyes but move back into your room to pack your bags, getting ready for a huge trip that you hoped would clear your mind and help you discover yourself a little better.

Later that evening after you finished packing and booking your plane ticket, you finally sit down on your sofa and went to turn the TV on to relax, when you heard a crack of lightning outside along with the pelting of rain. Subconsciously, you walk over to your window and look at the entrance of your building where to your amazement, you see Namjoon sat on the building's front steps, getting soaked by the pouring rain. He had to be hungry by now and sitting out all night in the freezing rain would get him sick.

“Idiot…” you mumble to yourself while you run to grab your raincoat, slip your shoes on by the door, and rush out of your apartment to him.

When you reach the front door to your building, you open the door and still see Namjoon sitting there.

“Namjoon, go home. It’s raining cats and dogs out here, you’re going to get sick.”

“No, I told you I’m not leaving until you hear me out,” he mumbles without ever looking your way.

You end up agreeing to hear him out because you do still care for him and you don’t want him getting sick or struck by lightning so you lead him back into the building and into your apartment.

You let him shower and give him some clothes that he left at your place that you couldn’t find in you to throw away.

He joins you on the couch and the both of you sit in silence. You know you need to tell him about you leaving, but you did agree to hear him out, so you do.

“Well go on, talk.”

He explains everything--from his close bond with his family, to his past relationships. He even explains the Korean beauty standards that are so outdated that he hates, but that his parents still believe in.

You listen to him without interrupting and understand. You know that family is very important in South Korea, and you knew he cared about you since he had always made you feel loved despite your own insecurities, but having him break your heart because of these horrible norms...you couldn’t just forget that.

“I understand Namjoon. But look, this whole breakup made me realize some things about myself. When we got together, you only patched up the horrible feelings I had about myself. I was surprised by how quickly those negative feelings managed to come back to my head. I think I just need some time to myself to really learn to love me for who I am, despite what others think about me, and without the help of a man. I need to rely on myself for once,” you explain to him, too nervous to look him in the eyes.

“I understand. That sounds like a great idea. If that’s what you think is best for you, then you should definitely do that,” he agrees.

“With that being said,” you pause for a moment to gather your courage, “I’m leaving. I’m going back home, and then I’m going to travel around for a while.”

You finally look up to see Namjoon’s face and he looks shocked.

“Will you come back?”

“I don’t know…”

The both of you sit in silence for a while. After a few moments, Namjoon places his face in his hands, and sighs.

“Gosh, I’ve really done it this time,” he mumbles under his breath then looks back up at you with teary eyes, “I’ll miss you, but I know you think this is best for you. I’ll do some thinking of my own as well. Please unblock my number though, I promise I won’t call you unnecessarily, I just need to know that I’ll be able to reach you.”

“Thank you. I will, I promise,” you smile sadly at him, glad that he wasn’t giving you a hard time about leaving.

“Will I ever see you again?” he asks with hopeful eyes as he grabs your hand.

This time you allow him to hold your hand, just this once. Because you don’t know when you’ll feel his touch again.

“I hope so,” you whisper with teary eyes.

For the rest of the night, the both of you talk amongst yourselves, share some last kisses, despite your break-up, and fall asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning was your flight and Namjoon drove you to the airport, where you both bid your farewells.

“Until next time,” you whisper in his ear as he hugs you, his strong arms wound around your waist.

“Until next time,” he repeats, and leaves one last kiss to your cheek as you walk away from him.

This is for the best, you think to yourself as you walk to your terminal gate, refusing to look back.

To new beginnings.

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bunnys-kisses · 1 year

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hey everyone, your favourite floppy eared writer here! i’ve finally come up with a list of what i’m willing to writing to prompt people to send me ideas (yay!).

currently i’m open to writing for haikyuu, my hero academia, chainsaw man, jujustu kaisen, demon slayer, and some k-pop. basically this blog is a read at your own risk, read what you like or maybe try something new and always remember, read the tags.

listed below are the characters/people i’ll write for! the ones in italics i’m especially interested in writing.

haikyuu: daichi sawamura, koshi sugawara, asahi azumane, yu nishinoya, ryūnosuke tanaka, shoyo hinata, tobio kageyama, kei tsukshima, tadashi yamaguchi, tetsuro kuroo, kenma kozume, lev haiba, yaku morisuke, toru oikawa, hajime iwaizumi, kentaro kyotani, issei matsukawa, takahiro hanamaki, takanobu aone, kotaro bokuto, keiji akaashi, wakatoshi ushijima, satori tendo, kiyoomi sakusa, shinsuke kita, aran ojiro, atsumu miya, osamu miya, rintaro suna, shugo meian, keishin ukai

demon slayer: giyu tomioka, kyojuro rengoku, tengen uzui, gyomei himejima

my hero academia: keigo takami (hawks), enji todoroki (endeavor), dabi, shota aizawa (eraserhead), toshinori yagi (all might), taishiro toyomitsu (fat gum), hizashi yamada (present mic)

chainsaw man: aki hayakawa, captain kishibe

jujustu kaisen: satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, suguru geto, kento nanami, ryomen sukuna

others: hatake kakashi (naruto), roronoa zoro (one piece), kojiro nanjo/joe (sk8)

k-pop: kim seok-jin (jin), min yoongi (suga),jung ho-seok (j-hope), kim namjoon (rm), park jimin (jimin), kim taehyung (v), jeon jungkook (jungkook), lee hoseok (wonho)

i am open to writing smut, fluff, angst, combinations of them. long fics, short fics. i try to focus on one character/person per post, but i am willing to make the same idea work for multiple characters/people. i specialize in daddy kink though, so i will write all the daddy kink you’d ever want. all i ask is nothing with minors, for example all the haikyuu characters are aged up to their present selves, roughly in their mid twenties.

i write male, female, gender neutral readers, along with readers of colour and plus size readers! i also do polyam relationships. i’m flexible with what you, the reader, want to see.

so please, send me ideas! i’d love to hear from you so i can write and post more!

that’s all from your local rabbit, i’ll see you in the inbox and on my next post! be safe and stay sexy.

xoxo, bunny

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youarejesting · 4 years

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Limited Edition.8 Help

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Beta: N/A Rating: All audiences Genre: Fantasy, Comedy, Fluffy Fluff, Adventure. Pairing: Bts x Friend!Reader Words: 1.5K

Summary: It is your first time buying proper merchandise, there are new chibi figurines and the first person to order will recieve a limited edition set. But what happens when BTS have gone missing without a trace and a few days later you receive your package. The box says congratulations, you open to find your limited edition figures, they look so lifelike. OH WAIT! it’s cause they are.

The factory looked just like that. A factory. There wasn’t any immediate spooky nature to the building which made you question why you were suspicious about the place. But then you remembered the articles and the fact the boys’ last memories lead you right here. They all seem to be gritting their teeth and you wonder if it is a suppressed memory or if they have some sort of pent up anger towards the factory.

You pressed on following adora, who led you through the corridors and showed you how everything was made, you knew there was something else. There had to be a secret lair of dungeon as fairytale as that sounded but grown men had been turned into tiny figurine sized humans. Anything could be possible.

When you had the chance you feigned needing to use the bathroom and tried to snoop around there was nothing out of the ordinary, staff rooms, offices different, different rooms used for product testing.

You finally reached the bathroom and leaving the boys in your handbag outside the door, you relieved your aching bladder before washing your hands. Turning to the hand dryer you were looking at a fire exit sign with a map of the building when you saw something on the map that wasn’t in the building.

There was a staircase just beside the storage room but from what you saw there was no room on the other side of the wall. Heading back through the building and into the storage room you began tapping the wall and moving shelves trying to find the secret lever or button that you see on movies. Leaning back against the wall with a sigh, it fell open and you almost shrieked but held it in.

What was this place? You were mildly concerned by the darkness on the other side but decided to move in the dark as much as it would hinder your vision, you were more likely to go unnoticed as well. If you went about with a torch that was like a beacon to your presence.

You were afraid of the dark greatly and tried to keep a level head as you moved about the room you soon determined there was no one downstairs with you. You found a switch and the place lit up. A split second of panic coursed through you at possibly being court but alas your suspicions were confirmed the place was empty.

Taking the boys out you turned to the machine, what do you do? You looked at all the dials and went to a computer and found a video log where the boys were lured into the machine by Mr Kang. You saw the dials and the scientist explaining to the curious RM how to use the machine and they were told it was a body scan for a new realistic figurine. But they themselves had ended up being the figurines.

“So I just hit the button again?”

“No that will make us even smaller” Namjoon said “We have to set it back the equal amount”

“Okay, what is the opposite of dial minus ten” you said

“Well considering we are a tenth of our size we would have to add ten?” Namjoon tried to think and you gave it a go turning the dial to zero and nothing happened.

“Why didn’t it work?”

“You have to add Ten we added nothing so go dial plus ten and then that should be ten times our heights now so it should be our correct heights” Namjoon determined

“Wait! would we maybe be able to go to eleven?” Jimin asked hopeful and you laughed “Jimin you are perfect the way you are” You reassured him trying to calm him down, you knelt in front of the platform and smiled as they all ran over Seokjin held out his fist and you bumped your fist with his in a kind of farewell gesture.

They were all nervous and you pressed the button closing your eyes to the bright light and heard a collection of thuds and when you looked over there they were lying on the ground groaning in pain.

“We did it?’ You screamed running over as they all sat up and you launched yourself to hug them all and they hugged back but something about them being life sized made you blush and pull away.

Suddenly nervous being around the real life Bangtan boys made it hard to speak and you thought perhaps it was for the best they were such amazing guys and you were just your average fan.

“Well I am glad you are all safe. Let me get you back to Adora” You breathed taking a few steps around them and helping them up. “Come on, like I promised I will get you back?”

You hadn’t expected it to be so easy, but when you walked back to where you had left adora outside the staff room. She was almost reduced to tears, hugging each boy and asking where they had been and why.

In the middle of the reunion, Adora’s phone rang.

“Adora, it is Pddog, You have to come back Mr. Kang is trying to get the boys removed from the company and their assets liquidated”

“I am with the boys now, we will be there soon, you need to stall them, don’t let Bang Si-hyuk sign the contract” Adora said hanging up

The group dragged you with them into the car and you all headed across Seoul. The city was so amazing but you knew you weren’t going to make it. You told Adora to call Pdogg and when he answered you took the phone.

“Listen carefully, if we aren’t there in time, eat the contract, and I am serious, EAT THE CONTRACT” You said, “If it was you I would do it for you, so you do it for them. When you finally arrived you all walked in and they brought you past security and up to an elevator. You felt absolutely tiny compared to the boys now.

They were no longer cute at least not in this moment they looked scary as hell. Each with a stern face ready to go after the man who tried and is continuing to try and ruin them.

Walking out you reached the office and you froze and they turned “Uh… I should wait here, super stars” you said adding the endearing title and a small shy smile.

“Hey, none of that, get in here?” Seokjin and Namjoon grabbed your arms and dragged you inside. “You didn’t feed us for a week to have you sit out on this. We need you to support our story”

Walking into the room you saw Pdogg getting scolded with a wad of paper in his mouth. Everyone turned towards the door at the sound of the intrusion only to see the Bangtan Boys in the flesh. Their eyes focused on where they were standing in the middle of the room. You were thankful you were a nobody and they could easily overlook your presence. But you were still able to see the pure horror on Mr. Kang’s face.

Taking your phone you screenshared with Yoongi’s help onto the television and the video played of Mr Kang shrinking and shipping the boys off. You then showed videos of the boys being small and living with you making music videos and funny mukbangs and such.

As Mr. Kang was fried and escorted from the building by the police for kidnapping and human trafficking the boys. You were offered a seat, by the man himself Bang Si-Hyuk.

“You have saved the boys, their careers, and even the company. I don’t know how to repay you enough.” He said

“What about a job as our house keeper she took care of us, even when we treated her badly” Seokjin said

“No really, I have done my part. I don’t think I am needed anymore” you grinned softly turning to leave.

“Let me walk you out” Bang Si-byul walked you to the elevator and stopped it half way and took your hands. “I truly thank you and I know the boys thank you too. They truly love this job and they would be devastated if anything happened that stopped them making music.”

“I want to offer you a job?” He said “one that is entirely secret and will pay you well”

“What is it sir?”

“Those videos you showed us, the boys seemed happier and more carefree then I had seen in a long time. I would like to hire you, to help them feel that happy all the time”

“I can’t do that, but what I will do is if ever they are upset they can call me.”

“If they are feeling down, what if we give you an all expenses paid trip to visit them for a week?”

“Deal?” You smile, shaking hands.

You finally made it to the ground floor to see the boys panting facing the exit. “We must have missed her”

“Missed who?”

They turned and engulfed you in a hug.

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peonybane · 5 years

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The Real Masterlist

Pairings: Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader; Min Yoongi (Suga) x Reader; Jung Hoseok (J-Hope) x Reader; Kim Namjoon (RM) x Reader; Park Jimin (Jimin) x Reader; Kim Taehyung (V) x Reader; Jeon Jeongguk (Jungkook) x Reader

Genre: NSFW, Fluff, Smut

Summary: Sex is not about fantasies. It’s about acceptance– the acceptance of yourself and all your self perceived flaws.

Please note that I do NOT do tagging lists. Sorry.

Jin: My Tigress

Focus: Scars and stretch marks

Status: Concept

Suga: Intro: HIM

Focus: His Insecurities

Status: Concept

J-Hope: To Be Blinded by the Sun

Focus: Blindness

Status: Concept

RM: Weighted Blanket

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Focus: Social Anxiety

Status: Concept

Jimin: Playful

Banner coming soon!

Focus: Plus-Sized

Status: Concept

V: Frisky

Focus: Female Orgasm Disorder

Status: Published

Prequel: Reservations

Jungkook: Wings

Focus: Immobility

Status: Writing

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bts-trash-blog · 3 years

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Best Of Us

Chapter 11: I know

Summary: Being an Omega is hard, it could be so lonely. The hardships that you would sometimes feel seemed to much, always expected of things you could never fully reach. Always seen as a piece of meat to some, seen as weak and stupid. So you worked your ass off to finally work your dream job. And the world all changed when you met one of the bosses. And couldn't help but end up falling.

Paring: Rap Line X Fem!Chubby OmegaReader

Warning: A/O/B!VERS, mentions of sexual harassment, heats, ruts, knotting, breeding, angst, possessive behavior, more warnings will be added as needed.

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You slowly blinked your eyes, the burning feeling of the dryness making your eyes water as you clear your throat. The warmth of the hand laced with yours shifting making you look down, his veiny hand was gripping your chubby one it had a small smile curling onto your lips. Looking over, Yoongi's eyes were locked on his phone just like the image you had seen not that long ago. It had you squeezing his hand making him blink and look over at you, his brown eyes staring as a smile winds up onto his face as he brings your laced hands into his lap.

“We’re almost there, did you text Joonie Yoongi?” Hoseoks cuts your eye contact as you slowly blink at his voice, Yoongi doing the same. You clear your throat slightly as you peek at the mirror and see Hoseok's brown eyes scanning the road.

“No..I thought it would be a nice surprise for our boy.” Yoongi's words were stonic, and direct it had your Omega rolling showing her belly in your mind making you shake your head. Though you were most likely going to nest with Namjoon tonight, it didn't mean you should fully trust the three men. Your omega huffed and whined at the thought, wanting to fully submit and show trust with them tonight. Yet to you it was a test. A test to see what they were like outside of the glass walls, a test to see if you could get comfortable with them. It felt fast, yet your omega craved them. Sighing, you slowly remove your hand from Yoongis making the Alpha look at you as he watches you grab your phone. Pulling the old device in front of your face as you started to type.

Feeling eyes on the side of your head had you peeking over to see Yoongi staring at you, making you smile softly at him as you close your phone and grab his hand again. The gleam in his eye had your smiling making him lean forward and press a kiss against your cheek making your smile drop as your heart thump header and header as you felt his lips move away from your skin and his nose was pressing against your scent gland. A chill runs down your back, as your body goes completely relaxed, almost liquid as you feel his tongue slip and rub against it. The smell of your pressed out as he pulled away, a dazed look on his face that most likely resembled your own. Though as you followed him slightly when he moved it had him chuckling as his hand cupped your cheek.

“Feeling okay pup?” He wondered, making you nod as the car stopped making you jerk slightly forward, Yoonigs hand holding you in place as Hoseok shut the car off, the sound of the trunk popping open making you blink. As Yoongi got out your door opened, a bright smiling Hoseok had you unbuckling and step out, his arms wrapped around your waist. His minty smell wrapping around you yet the sweet smell of chocolate soothed you, had you melting into his side.

“What would you like to eat? I can make a mean ramen.” Hoseok mumbled against your hair, his lips pressing kiss after kiss to the crown of your head. It had you chuckling as you looked at his arm around your waist and then to the concret lot he had driven into.

“I mean ramen is delicious.”

“And doable in the microwave.” Yoongi mumbled, making you look to see a teasing smirk curling onto his lips as Hoseok let out a playful growl. It rumbled inside his chest and out, it had a giggle pushing past your lips as the three of you entered an elevator. Yoongi bends down , making you peek as you see a black screen, a blue line moving up and down as it suddenly says his name and the elevator starts. Your eyes blink slowly as you look at him then to Hoseok.

“Is that..is that facial recognition?” Your mumble makt the two nod as Hoseks hand slipped tighter around your waist, holding you closer to his side.

“Yeah we’re looking to put it in at work instead of the badges, but we wanted to test it out so we put it in our apartment building.” Hoseok shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal, though in high view you knew the technology was possible, and you knew that these men were some of the most powerful in Korea if not the world. So it shouldn't be a shock at how casual they were acting about it. But it did. And then it clicked, they owned this building too.

“Wait, you own this building?”

“Yeah, we own a lot of apartment buildings all over Korea outside of our company.” Yoongi mumbled as the doors slid open. There you were met with stone grey walls, and cream colors flooring. Walking through the elevator door you slipped out of your sneakers, your socks hitting the cold floor seeped into the fabric making you shiver as you slowly walk away from the men, a simplistic entry way from the elevators, shoe racks and a desk where you guess they there their keys and mail, which was confirmed when Hoseok threw his keys into a bowl which had made you jump. Walking further into the home the entryway curved into two sides making you look up at the ceiling, it was tall and ended into a point. It had you turning strapping back making the two older men chuckle as you tripped over your own feet. Turning around there was the kitchen, tall floor to ceiling cabinetry leading to balck stove and the two tall doors which were most likely the fridge. Looking to the counter across from it there was a deep silver sink, it was large and rounded out. Stepping further in you see a big L shaped grey couch in the center of the room, a large flat screen mounted on the wall across from it, and more glass walls on the other side. The sunset catching them, making a reflection bounce off and onto the TV. Walking further till your hand was against the soft couch you took a deep breath in. It was a heavy mix of all three.Head tuning you see a metal staircase, making you almost fall onto the couch to get a better look. Not before the hallway also caught your eyes.

“How fucking big is this place?” You mumble making Hosek and Yoongi laugh as you start to go down the hall, and an open door shows a bathroom, and then at the end of the hall there were double doors making the boys grab you. “Wha-”

“Nesting room for heats, it..it hasn't been deep cleared since Namjoon last one so it's pretty uh.not clean.”

“You guys have so much money and yet you haven't completely cleaned up his heat room..boys.” You mumble with a teasing smile as you step away from the door and then to the stairs. Hosek playfully growled at you as he brought you into his chest, his nose nuzzling into your neck making you giggle as the sound of a door upstairs opening had Hoseok's head pulling from your neck as the sweet smell of peaches and pears filled your senses.

“Y/n!” Namjoon calls out, making you pull and turn to see a bright dimpled face of your fellow Omega, he comes running down the stairs and launches himself past the couch into your arms. “What are you doing here? Why are you guys home early? Ah why do you have to smell like fresh baked cookies?” His rambled nose pressing into your scent glade, having your legs go jelly as your hand grips around his waist to stabilize yourself. His warm hands were running up and down your sides, till one slipped under your shirt making you flinch at the feeling of his warm somewhat rough skin touching your hip. The feeling had your body tense only for a second till you fell into his chest , his hand moving from your hip to your back, his thumb drawing circles into your skin as you let out a purr like sound.

“Ah kid you ask so many questions yet you didn't even give her a chance to respond.” Yoongi mumbled, chuckling as Namjoon pulled from you, your dazed look from being scented by the Omega had Hoseok cooing as you slightly stumbled against the couch. “Ah, Joon, look what you did.” Yoongi teased his hand placing itself on your lower back making you slowly blink over at him, not realizing how close he was you gasped slightly as your nose brushed his. Your eyes blinked slowly as you cleared your throat, trying to reground yourself, your omega fighting you slightly. “You here?” Yoongi asked, his hand pressed against your cheek making you blink and nod, his thumb rubbing against your cheekbone having your heart slowing, the heavy feeling in your mind lightening.

“Yeah.”

“Lost yourself for a second?”

“He was there and then just..” You trailed making Namjoon whine, your eyes looking over to him a sadden look had you holding your hand out as Yoongi's hand dropped from your cheek down to the base of your neck. Namjoon's hand laced with yours and your mind finally settled, you pulled him into making him giggle slightly as Yoongi's hand finally left your skin as you smiled up brightly at Namjoon.

“You handle omega drops really well.” Hoseok commented as Namjoon pulled away from you, there across from you Hoseok stood washing his hands, sleeves rolled up and a small smile on his face. His comment had you nodding as you smiled slightly.

“Uh yeah..my parents worked really hard to make sure I knew how to ground myself that way no one could take average of me..thought that wasn't a full drop.” You trailed off making the Alpha nod slowly as you felt Namjoon press a kiss to your cheek.

“Ah I see, well I'm glad you were given the tools..Joon why don't you take our pup and her overnight bag up to our room..make a nest for the night.” At his words namjoons eyes widened, dimples appearing on his face as he let out a chirp and grabbed your arm.

“Nest?” He mumbled making your eyes slightly widen as he forgot to grab the bag from Yoongi and started to pull you behind him up the stairs.

“Joonie, her bag.” Yoongi said, holding the duffle bag making Namjoon let out an embarrassed whine, the two of you already halfway up the stairs though you had stumbled slightly by the way he was pulling you. He let out a gumble and let go of your arm turning to you, giving you a gesture for you to stay making you slowly nod as you look down the stars and see Namjoon launch himself into Yoongi's arms and press a kiss to the man's lips making them shorter man stumble back. Your eyes met Hoseok as the two of you shared a similar look of wide eyes and a small smile, suddenly a hand was on your back pushing you forward making you stumble. “Careful, don't break her.”

“Sorry Hyung.” Namjoon said sheepishly, his hand moving to your arm down to your hand, lacing your fingers with his making you sigh at the warmth. Following as quickly as you could behind him, especially with the way he was moving. You couldn't even look around and see what the upstairs looked like till you were practically thrown into a bedroom, a large bed in the middle of it. The wooden posts went almost to the ceiling of the room, soft carpet on the floors and the sheets were grey. It looked intacing, especially when you took a deep breath in, the three scents mixing together made your head slightly spin as you let your omega do as she wanted. Throwing yourself onto the bed, you rolled slightly around a pillow ending up against your face as you let out a croon-like sound. It had Namjoon responding back as he jumped in next to you.

“Hi.” He mumbled, hand resting on the back of your head as you sat up, eyes looking around as you looked at Namjoon's head tilting slightly as he smiled brightly at you. He followed your movement, his heels touching the back of his thighs as he tilted his head to the opposite side your head was tilted. His hand touching the comforter, his finger twisting the fabric his lips parted, a small sound came out his throat making his eyes down cast his ear burning as you scoot forward slightly. The shift of the comforter below, bunching, had you pausing as your hand reached forward for his shirt. It was a basic white crew neck, the fabric between your fingers told the story of just how old it was, so soft and thin it had your omega puring. Your grip had Namjoon's hand falling on your wrist making you look up and smile at him softly.

“Nest?” You mumbled making his cheeks grow even more red then they were before, a chirp passing his lips as he suddenly launched himself at you making you fall back, yet the large mattress caught you completely. His weight soothes you as his nose presses against your scent gland again. Your eyes closed, hand falling into his hair, twist it at the ends as your nose moves down from his ear to his own scent gland. Though the sweet fruity smell was there, so was the minty fresh smell mixing with pine, his matting marks. Permanently mixing the three scent together when you got close enough, you knew the two Alphas down stars had similar mixed scent, but smelling the three up close had your toes curling. One of his hands trailed down your side, onto your thigh bringing it to wrap around his waist as you giggled when his tongue poked out and licked at your neck. “Joon!” You chuckle, pushing yourself from him then yanking his hair when he kept licking, it had his eyes looking up. They were dazed over, a dopey grin on his face, one that was probably similar to your own as he moved to brush his nose against your chin.

“Nest.” Rolling your eyes playfully you used your leg that was hooked over his waist and rolled him off of you, though trying to not get on top of him failed his hands grabbed you. Your nose landing into the column of his neck making you wince, the feeling of you being pressed down on him had insecurities filling you legs as you sat up and lifted yourself slightly off of his hips.

“Okay enough, let's start.” You mumbled moving off of his eyes wondering around, wondering how to start, how to go about. Not wanting to overstep any boundaries that the boys might have. Though Namjoon without hesitation dragged you to a wall, his hand pressing against the wall made a door slide open. Your mouth dropped open as you were pushed into the closest.

“Grab what you want.” You looked around the first section to your right was dress wear, suits and dress shirt and the same reflected on the left, but the further you walked in the more normal clothes you saw. The first thing you gravitated too was a large, overlay large sweater that was hung up. Your fingers touch it and you feel tingles as you reach to take it off the hanger, bringing the fabric to your nose you inhaled. Yoongi. It smelt just like Yoongi. You suddenly were taking off Namjoon's sweater you were wearing without a thought, yanking the hoodie over you, it wasn't tight in the slightest like Namjoons was. In fact it was even big on you.

You kept moving, not even noticing the wide eyes on Namjoon, his eye falling to his sweater on the ground, without hesitation he was picking it up and smelling it. Mimicking you by pulling it over his head. You scent wrapping around him as he watches you move to the other side, another sweater in hand, Hoseoks. Though the floor in the scenter caught you, blankets folded, piled against a counter. You heard instantly going to a muted grey and black one, the fabric similar yet different, it had tear welding up in your eyes as you brought it up to your nose. Smelling the three you look at Namjoon as the thought of the similar blanket in your room had you taking in a shaky breath.

“How did you know?” Your voice whispers, body curled against the warmth of him, his chin resting against the top of your head as his hand rubbed up and down your arm as you sniffled. The warm grey and black blanket wrapped around your body as you took in his smell, a frosty smell of roses spread across you, chillin your lungs. The smell, warm smell of your mother also wrapped its way around you, the two of you. Your question was still lingering in the air, though the soft movement of his chest had you looking up, his eyes already on you as he bashfully smiled down at you. “Dad?”

“I kinda..maybe went to a couple classes and they were really clear that we help with food and pack scent. So your mother and I scented this blanket and we'll do it every time you have a heat so when you come out of it you can ground yourself.” Your fathers words had your eyes burning as you mother walked in rice poage in her hand as you let out a chip and a sob at the same time. It had your mother rushing over, placing the bowl down as she took you from your fathers arms.

“What did you do?”

“I just told her how I knew how to help her out of the heat haze.” His words were quick as you take a breath in, a sniffle mixing with it as you pull back as your mother runs his hand down your sweat tangled hair. Your father eyes on you and you take a gasp in. “Pup? Why are you crying?”

“I dont know!” your voice cried out hands across the valley rubbing at your eyes, as you felt your mind shift and more of a submissive mode making you groan and whine. Taking a deep breath in the smell of the rice porridge makes your stomach turn, growling as you drop your hands and take the bowl from your father, tears still falling as you take a bite and chip in happiness as the food hits your empty stomach Your parents eyes look at each other as soothing, happy noises mixing with sniffles came from you.

“Maybe..maybe I should take a couple more classes.”

“Y/n, baby why are you crying?” Namjoons voice brought you back, his hand cupping your cheek as you sniffled and blink slowly at him.

“I don't know.” You mumble slowly making him nod as he looks at the blanket then to you.His thumb rubbing under your eyes as you let out another sniffle.

“I know it can be overwhelming, especially if you've never nested with..with people you're courting..people with a romantic bound...when you and Bambam nest you probably feel safe and calm.” You nod slowly as you fall against his chest, “But here it feels like a lot, but it also feels ten time more emotional. When I first nested with Hoseok and Yoongi it felt like a cloud nine...but it was mixed like a thunderstorm. It happened all at once. I remember the first time I nested, the first time I came out of the omega drop.”

“Yeah...it..it's draining.” You mumble making him nod as he kisses the top of his head, taking a breath in which had him pulling away, his nose brushing against yours as he smiles at you. “I'm sorry for crying.”

“Hey, no.” Namjoon mumbles, making your eyebrows rise, eyes widen as he chuckles softly. “No apologizing for being emotional, for being yourself. Feeling your emotions now is the best thing, trust me..now these sweaters and this blanket..anything else.

“All the blankets..do you..do you have a body pillow?”

“All the blankets.” He nodded, chuckling as he blinked and nodded once again, “I think we have two, let me look while you get started okay?” You nodded as he helped you move the things onto the bed as you climbed into the bed to the top and moved to the head of the bed, pushing the comforters off. The smell of the three blew up at you so fast it had you closing your eyes as you looked to see a smiling Namjoon. “I’ll be right back.” He said, making you nod as you move down the bed, the comforter bundling up at the end of the bed. You moved to the middle grabbing a blanket and rolled it up moving it to the side and another to the other side, and though the nest isnt covering the whole bed like it would in your room it still satisfied your needs. It was a circle shape. It had you nodding as you grabbed the pillow that was on the outside moving to build them piled up against the sides. While you were laying the black and grey blanket at the top the bedroom door opened making you freeze. “I found a body pillow, I also brought up a few more pillows from the nesting room downstairs, they're clean luckly.” Namjoons voice had your shoulders dropping as you looked over to see his slightly stumbling figure. It had you sitting up and he dropped onto the bed, his body getting up on the bed as your hand dragged him into the nest.

“I was thinking the body pillow would be curled at the end so that way we can lay anyway on here.” Your voice was quiet as he smiled brightly at you and nodded.

“I think that would work...do you want to push it out further for Yoongi and Hoseok?” His question had you freezing as you let out a whine, tears building up at the edges of your eyes as Namjoon grabbed your face and rubbed your nose against his. “It's okay, it's fine. This is a perfect nest as it is, I just wasn't sure if you'd be comfortable with them being on top of us.” His words had you nodding, sniffling as you took a deep breath in as you moved away as you started to press pillows higher at the head board. Namjoon eyes on you as he kneads at the blankets and pillows, shuffling around as his body is suddenly on top of you, making you giggle as his arms wrap around your waist.

“Joonie.” You giggle, the nickname slipping from your lips as you freeze suddenly as you feel Namjoon tighten his grip around you as he nuzzles into your neck.

“I like when you call me that.” He whispers, making head rushing up your neck and around your ears.

“Hush, and put these pillows over there.” You grumbled making him chuckle as he pulled away, the sight of more of their clothes also on top of the pillows he had brought in made you smile. “Bring me that hoodie.” You mumble making him grab a navy blue, taking in a breath it had your body shuttering. Hoseok. It smells strongly of him using it into a pillow, wrapping the pillow around it had you nodding. It had to be perfect.

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This was the biggest nest you had ever put together, and it had the most meaning. You and Namjoon were sitting across from one another, giggling at the different stories of school and life as Omegas. The room was filled with laughter and soft voices, his hand reaching for you; it was warm and slightly rough against yours. His eyes shining as you talked about Lisa and how much she had helped you through the transition, even when Bambam was brought it the mention of the omega only gave him a small smile.

“They sound wonderful, I'm glad you had them.” You nod slowly, eyes linger down at your interlocked hands as you give a squeeze.

“Yeah they did..they went with me for everything. From dances to my piano recitals...they are the best friends anyone could ask for.” You spoke, not a care in the world when you suddenly realized what you had said.

“You play piano?” You let out a shaky breath as you nod slowly, your hand moving side to side as you look up into his eyes. Curiosity mixing with wonder had your heart swooning, you felt safe.

“Yeah, my mom's job for the longest time was a music tutor, she specialized in piano and the violin..but the piano was my favorite.” Your words had him smiling brightly at you as you cleared your throat and shook your head with a small smile on your lips. “I haven't played in years now.”

“Why?” The one question had why you were here, the fear of losing them, having your chest tighten as you remember your mothers face when you had woken in the hospital bed. The way she slammed her hands against the piano keys when the melody she had put together for her and your dad started to leave the keys. It broke your heart. Shaking your head you rubbed your thumb against the back of his hand. “Not ready?” Nodding he let out a small breath, letting go of your hand as you looked up and watched as he lay down. His head turned to the side, neck on display, one knee in the air and the other spread out, nudging against your crossed legs, the sweater he had slipped back on and his shirt were raised and his tan belly was slightly on show. It had you omega cooning as you saw Namjoon freely putting himself into a vulnerable position in front of you, it showed he felt safe with you. He trusted you. He let his arm throw to the side as the other reached out for you, making you smile softly as you crawl next to him, your body slightly curled, even when you laid out next to him.

“I'm sorry.” You mumble when you see a slight flash of disspoment when he a eyou legs curl slightly into yourself. He shook his head as he turned to face you, his arm throwing itself over your side as you looked down at the sheet and blanket below the two of you.

“Why do you feel the need to apologize? Y/n I have an idea what you're thinking, we all do. Just because I showed you how valuable I can be cause I trust you doesn't mean you have to do the same. I just..I just really enjoy your company, I like the connection..and I wanted you to know I trust you.” He finished with a soft breath making you nod as you move forward and nudge you nose against his making his dimples show as he pulled you into his chest. “You’re fucking adorable.” Heat shot up your back as you let out an awkward laugh as your hand grabs his top and grip it in your hand.

The sound of a knock and door opening had your head snapping up as Namjoon suddenly pulled you back to him, a slightly growl grumbling up his chest that soon dropped into a whine when the smell of firewood mixing with a minty freshness swarmed around the room. Your eyes peek over to see Hoseok and Yoongi holding trays of food making you sit up though your body staying in the safety of the nest as Namjoon kisses your temple and slips out. His lips roughly pressing against Hoseoks making your eyes slightly widen at his roughness, he took the tray in Hoseok's hand and brought it over. A smile on his face as you took it and looked to see a bowl of ramen and a bowl of rice with a side of kimchi. Your stomach growled as you felt the bed shift, namjoon moving to sit across from you, his own pair of chopsticks in hand as he handed you a small bowl. A smile lifting on your cheeks as you picked up a scoop of noodles, placed them over the bowl and started to eat. They were chewie just how you liked your noodles. The warmth has you humming as you let a smile fall on your lips, looking over you see the tops of the Alphas head, both sitting on the floor as they share their own tray between the two. The two alphas respected your boundaries, even though it was their bed and their room. Their space. They still let you and Namjoon have your own space, your own time. Even though the two could use their Alpha tone to make you allow them into the nest you and Namjoon had built. They didn't.

As the four of you ate in silence, it had your body calming as you sat back and placed your chopsticks down. A small starfying huff had Namjoon look at you as you smiled at him. “Good?’

“Delicious, Hoseok made the noodles just right.” You mumble, the Alpha let out a playful hmm as he stood up and looked at you.

“Done?” looking at Namjoon the both of you do a curt nod, making Hoseok chuckle as he steps near the bed, eyes on you as you smiled and slightly nodded. His hand reaching into the nest to grab the tray as he did Yoongi took it from him.

“Change, get comfy baby.” Yoongi's words had Hoseok's shoulders drop, nodding as Yoongi slightly leans up to kiss him. The scene had you and Namjoon smiling, but you quickly dropped as you fell back, both of your knees up as your arms crossed over your chest, enjoying the full belly.

“Alpha took care of you well?” Hoseok asked, making Namjoon smile as he leaned over and kissed the Alpha. Hoseok's eyes look to you as you smile brightly, your hand reaching out to you making him smile as he gets onto the bed and his hand laced with yours. Not daring to enter the nest till you verbally allowed him in, he just watched you play with his finger as you brought the back of his hand to your lips, pressing a small kiss to the skin. He pulled back as he let out an embarrassed chuckle.

“After you and Yoongi change..join us?” You mumbled making Hoseok's eyes widen as he install nods. It was so fast, it had you giggling as he hurriedly moved to the closest. The moment has Namjoon spitting out a laugh as he looks down at you.

“Just made their day.”

“I know.”

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Plastic Heart - Part 13

Namjoon x Reader Author: Mo Summary: When you get the highly-anticipated BTS dolls for Christmas, your life takes a turn in a way you never could have expected. Note: You asked for it, here it is! Part 13 <3 There’s a good bit of fluff in here. Part 14, is my favorite so far, so I cannot wait for you to read it, I think you’ll really like it, but I really like this part too <3 Love youuuuuuuu Warnings: None? Word Count: 2k

Prologue, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Once you and Namjoon picked out snacks (popcorn and M&Ms, of course) and drinks, you sat down together in the theater. Namjoon’s curious hand hovered over the bucket filled with golden goodness and you watched expectantly as he took a handful and popped it into his mouth.

“Well?”

“It’s good. Like. Really good. Holy shit, I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on this.” He grabbed another eager handful, a few stray pieces falling from his hand and landing on his sweatshirt. You giggled. God, he was so cute. “Can I try some M&Ms?”

“Of course.” You tipped the bag into his hand, leaving him a little pile of the chocolate candies before eating a few of them yourself.

“These are good too, oh my God…” He hummed, and then wiped his salty, buttery hands on a napkin.

“You’re gonna do this every time I introduce you to new foods, aren’t you?” You teased, laughing as you ruffled through his soft hair. He laughed too, grinning shyly and trying to hide behind his large hands.

“I’m just excited, I’m sorry--”

“It’s cute, Joon. It’s really fucking cute, don’t apologize.”

“You think I’m cute?” He blushed, heart lurching.

“The cutest.” You smiled, reaching up to pinch one of his adorable dimples.

“(Y/N)?” You looked up at the sound of someone calling your name. It was Ella, one of your BTS-obsessed friends. Fuck. You’d been able to squirm away from the cashier at Hot Topic, but Ella...Ella was smarter than that. She’d catch on that something was up. You weren’t sure how you were going to get out of this one…

“Ella! Hey!”

“How are you?” She walked up to where you and Namjoon were situated, right behind the railing at the front of the top section of seats.

“Doing great, you?”

“Oh you know, same old. I’m down there with some of my friends from my dance class.” Her eyes trailed to Namjoon and a mix of emotions fell across her features. Disbelief and confusion being among them. “And this is…?”

“Um, this is my, uh, friend...um, Joon...sung. Joonsung.”

“Right. I’m Joonsung.” Namjoon offered his hand, following your lead.

“Nice to meet you...Joonsung. Has uh, anyone ever told you you look like--”

“Namjoon? Yeah, I get that a lot. My parents moved here from Korea in the 80’s, so we might be distant cousins or something.”

“Oh. That’s really neat.” Ella seemed dumbstruck. You looked up at Namjoon, impressed. He was as quick-witted as his namesake, and in this moment, you were thankful for it. “Well, it was nice to meet you. We’ve gotta meet up sometime, (Y/N). You wanna have a study night this week? Hunker down at the library and get some work done?”

“Yeah, sounds great! We can ask the group chat after the movie.”

“Yep! See you later.” Ella walked down to the front section of the theater, where her friends were waiting for her. You sat back down, exhaling a relieved sigh. A close call, to say the least.

“You just saved our asses.” You laughed. “God, that was close…”

“We’ve had a few of those today, huh?” Namjoon chuckled and shook his head. “I didn’t think borrowing someone’s face would be so difficult.”

“It’s your face, too.” You pouted, looking at him. You knew it had to be tough, to be...well, modeled after someone else. Even moreso now that he was walking around in public and...human. But it was still hard for you to watch him feel bad about it. “It’s your face as much as it is his.”

“Well, it’s not, though.” He shrugged and stared at the cupholder between the two of you. “It was his face first. Years before it was ever mine.”

“You know, I read once that everyone in the world has like seven dopplegangers out there and they don’t even know it. As far as anyone knows, you’re just...one of RM’s. Hell, there are like seven people out there that look just like ME and it’s not like they ‘stole’ my face, right?”

He thought about it for a few moments, a smile slowly conquering his features. Namjoon nodded. “Thank you. You make me feel...so real. Like...like this is something I was always meant to have.”

You met his eyes, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Who’s to say you weren’t?”

Namjoon didn’t know how to reply to that, so instead, he only smiled. The lights dimmed shortly after that, and the movie started twenty minutes later. Maybe Namjoon was mistaken, but your hand just seemed to be sort of...resting on the armrest over the cupholder. Hmm. He wondered why.

And so he wondered for a few more minutes until it occurred to him that maybe...this was a Thing that girls did when they wanted their hand held? Were you sending him some secret message that you WANTED him to hold your hand? His heart raced, palms suddenly feeling sweaty. He subtly dried them on the surface of his new jeans and swallowed thickly. Jeez, no one ever told him navigating a human crush would be so difficult.

Well, actually, Yoongi had.

So, he spent the next few minutes building courage. How was he supposed to KNOW you wanted to hold hands with him? He didn’t know much about humans. Maybe this was just what human people did, resting their hands right over the cupholder between them and the person they were out alone with. When you’d held hands in the mall before, it was different. It was FUNCTIONAL. It was so he didn’t get lost in the crowd. Holding hands with you here, in this dark theater where there was no chance of him getting lost...it was different.

And yet, despite all of that, he still found his hand tentatively hovering over yours, his heart racing faster than it ever had before. His warmth met yours, and you melted against his touch, fingers welcoming his and giving his large hand a reassuring squeeze.

He looked over to find you smiling bashfully, and he knew he’d made the right move. Maybe this human thing wasn’t so hard after all.

You held hands with him the whole movie. Namjoon couldn’t believe this was happening. He was actually HOLDING HANDS with YOU! You’d been a giant compared to him only the day before, and now, he was not only human-sized, but he was TALLER THAN YOU by a margin large enough to warrant him bending forward to kiss you.

Woah, Namjoon, knock that off. He stopped his thoughts before they could wander any further. Holding your hand and kissing you were two very different things. And yet, it was all he wanted to do now, all he could think about. He’d overcome many hurdles today, and yet, he was scolding himself for wanting just one more. Would it be too much to ask? Just one kiss? He’d never kissed someone before, and after all, you wanted him to have as many human experiences as possible, didn’t you?

He tried to pay attention to the movie, he really did, but all he could think about was you. And so, before he knew it, the credits were rolling and the lights went up. You turned to look at him.

“Did you like it?”

“I did!” And it wasn’t technically a lie. He loved this movie because it was the reason he was sitting there with you, his large hand wrapped around yours. “What time is it?”

“It’s like...five o’clock. Jeez, we better get home to the guys. I’ll make us some dinner when we get there, alright?”

“Sounds good.” He nodded. As fun as his day out with you had been, you were right. You shouldn’t leave the boys home for this long. Plus, there was a new little friend in the shopping bag hanging from your arm rest, and he knew how much it sucked to be stuck in a box for an extended period of time. There had been a time when he didn’t know anything BUT his little plastic box. And now, he was out in the real world. It was wild how fast his life had turned around. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

***

When you got home, you handed Koya to Namjoon to get him out of his little plastic prison while you started boiling water for the noodles of the pasta you were going to make.

“You’re back!” Jimin greeted excitedly. He was managing the right side of your Playstation controller while Jungkook was manning the left as they fought yet another digital dragon.

“Did you have fun?” Yoongi smirked from his spot on the couch. He’d woken up from a wonderful nap not too long ago, but at the moment, he and Jin were on your laptop, doing research. They weren’t exactly sure how their friend had made the transition from plastic to person, but they’d like to do the same if the universe would allow it.

“Lots of fun, thank you very much.” Namjoon chuckled. He peeled the plastic off of the box and then lifted the clear plastic cover. For a little while, Koya sat there motionless, and Namjoon panicked. “It’s alright, little guy. You don’t have to pretend anymore. We’re not going to hurt you.”

“Like he’s going to believe that coming from a human.” Yoongi shook his head and left the laptop to walk over to where Namjoon was sitting on the other couch. He used his large human hands to lift Koya out of the rectangular black box and set him on the table instead. “Let me try.”

It shouldn’t have stung when Yoongi said it because he was right, and Namjoon had always wanted to be human...but...there was something hurtful about his own kind being afraid of him. So afraid of him that they wouldn’t move even when he told them it was alright.

“It’s alright, Koya. You don’t have to worry about scaring him off. He already knows. Until this morning, he was a doll like me.” Yoongi told the little Koala, petting the top of his furry blue head.

Slowly, he looked around, blinking. He looked up at Namjoon with big, innocent eyes. This man looked just like his dad. JUST like him. So, not resisting the urge anymore, Koya ran into his dad’s arms, nuzzling against his warm chest. Namjoon swore his heart about exploded, and he embraced the little blue koala carefully. There was some sense of paternal pride welling inside of him. Was this what it felt like to hold your child?

“We’re gonna take care of you, alright? I promise.” He murmured, cradling Koya as he walked to the kitchen, where you were talking to Hoseok and Tae. You’d put your hair up and were standing at the stove next to a pot of boiling water. You put the noodles in and stirred it a few times before letting it sit for a while.

When you turned around, Namjoon was standing there, holding the cuddly little koala, and your heart melted.

“Koya, meet (Y/N). She’s gonna be your mom.” He said, softly bouncing your new bundle of joy.

“And what does that make you?” Hoseok chuckled.

“Well, I’m his dad, obviously.” It took Namjoon a moment to realize what he was insinuating, but when he finally did, his cheeks flushed red. “Well, um, I mean, if you want to--”

“You think too much.” You teased, poking Namjoon’s nose. “I mean, we’re human, so...kind of going to be the parents around here for the time being.”

“Yeah...O-of course.”

“I see your humanity hasn’t made you any less awkward.” Tae laughed. “Still our clumsy Namjoon.”

“You can take the doll out of the clumsy, but you can’t take the clumsy out of the doll.” Hoseok agreed.

“Oh hush.” You walked up to Namjoon, who still had Koya cuddled against his chest, and gently pet his little head. He snuggled against your hand. “Welcome home, Koya. I hope you like it here.”

He nodded wordlessly, reaching his stubby little arms for you, so Namjoon let you hold him for a few minutes while the noodles boiled.

“Need any help around here?”

“Could you just set the table? A napkin and a fork for each of us.”

“You got it.” He walked over to the silverware drawer and pulled out two forks, laying a napkin under each one.

“Thank you, Joonie.” You smiled and handed Koya back to him so you could handle the noodles.

Namjoon sighed softly, watching you cook dinner, your new little blue friend in his arms, and he finally knew what it meant to go weak in the knees. You were his girl. You always had been, but now...he didn’t know how to ask you to be more...

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dis-easedfairy · 6 years

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Impulsive Decision pt.2

Chapter 2: The Duck Tape Pillar

WARNINGS: SWEARING/STRONG LANGUAGE | KIDNAPPING | MENTIONS OF MURDER |

Pairing: BTS x Reader / Kim Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 2,723

Summary: Y/n is the owner of a very wealthy and successful company, Barnanby Inc. Y/n attends a BTS show. They make a very impulsive decision to show a loophole in BTS’s security and end up kidnapping BTS and 2 girls. In a fit of panic Y/n stashes BTS and the girls in a very luxurious bunker for the time being, but Y/n’s world slowly starts to crumble the longer the boys are out of the public’s eye.

A/N: This is mostly angst with a small amount of fluff at the end.

"Okay, my friend is gone, I'm calm, I'm confused and mildly stressed, aka me most of the time. I'm sorry you had to see me pop off on 'My-Daddy-Is-A-Lawyer' over here, but I'd like to show you the rest of the bunker. If any of you try what she or Jimin did, you will be exiled to the ducktape pillar until you learn manners, are we clear?" I stated, walking out the bathroom in front of them all.

Everyone nodded, all but the girl ducktaped. I walked over to the double doors and slid them open revealing a very open layout. It was a nice spacious living room with three couches, large tv, and speakers. A normal sized kitchen behind the living room and a dining room with a large table.

I had the whole place black, white and gray besides a few things here are there that were different colors of the rainbow to add some personality. I walked into the dining room with them following. There were two openings on the left and right of the dining room.

I turned around to face them

"To your right is a hall that leads to a gym, a locker room, an office, a library and a bathroom. To your left are the bedrooms. There are only 4 done so you may have to share rooms. I was supposed to have the other four rooms fixed up, but never got around to it and never saw a need to. Also, there is a laundry room and 3 large bathrooms in that hall because I prepped this bunker for my family and they take like 3 hours in the bathroom for some reason. You are free to play my arcade games, eat my snacks, drink my alcohol and do as you please. Be sure to eat dinner and I'll be back." I announced and began to walk out.

"You're not staying?" Jimin asked quickly.

I stopped to turn to them, they all seemed panicked.

"Don't worry this place isn't riddled with traps or anything. I'm only leaving to tell my company I'm taking a week off, get food and inform my family that I'm going rogue for a week or so."

"'Going rogue'?" RM questioned.

" Your company??" J-Hope asked.

"Yeah, I do this thing where I just drop off the face of the earth for a few days. It usually happens when I'm depressed, or just want to be alone. They understand already. Yes, my company, I inherited it from my dad. It started from cartoons to TV to toys, how else does someone acquire enough money to build a bunker with 8 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, large TV and speakers, a nice kitchen, a gym, office, library and gaming room all well stocked with top of the line equipment? I'll be back in a bit." I began walking out once more.

I ended up over-shopping. I got too much food and bought clothes for the boys, hoping they'd fit. I got out my car and started loading everything at the dial door. I made sure I had everything before I closed and locked the vault door and opened the punched in the code, loading everything in the now empty feeling room. I noticed the girl wasn't taped to the pillar. I sighed. I slid open the doors dramatically.

"HeLLO FELLOW BITCHES!" I called out moving bags to the kitchen.

Jimin and Suga were sitting on the couches, mindlessly watching TV, I could hear an argument happening between Jungkook and Jin along with a Mortal Kombat tune playing.

Jimin jumped up and went to grab bags from the previous room and Suga gave me a look I couldn't figure out.

"What's with the look?" I asked, starting to load things in the fridge.

"Why so many bags? Are they too heavy?"

"I got a lot of food and clothes for you all. Unless you like using the same underwear and hoodie for a week, then be my guest." I tried to make it seem like his sudden concern didn't faze me.

Jimin came in with a ton of bags, dropping them on the floor and started helping me put things away.

"Since when did you become helpful?" I asked Jimin suspiciously.

Jin walked into the dining room, he saw me and gave me a small smile.

"Hello, how was the trip?" He asked softly, walking up the counter, looking curiously through the bags.

"Fine, I guess. I got a lot of food and got you all clothes, where is everyone?"

"Jungkook, Taehyung, and Hoseok are in the gaming room cheating," I let out a small giggle. "Namjoon is in the library with Seongmi and Linza."

"Which one is the one I dislike? Ducktape Girl I mean."

Jin was trying not to laugh as he got the name 'Linza' out.

"How's your back?" Jimin asked quietly.

"Okay, what's going on?? Suga looked at me funny but asked if the bags were too heavy. You held a knife to my back and are now asking how my back is feeling like you weren't threatening to stab it a few hours ago. Jin has been mostly calm this whole time and it's starting to freak me out." I admitted.

"Yah! When I have I not been calm!?" Jin almost demanded, making me smile.

My phone gave off a notification that I had lost cell service from being in the bunker. It made me freeze. I walked over to Suga and held my hand out.

"Hand over the phone."

He looked as if he was going to challenge me, but decided against it. He handed me his phone. I turned on the screen. An app was open, a recording app that had several 10-20 minute recordings on it within the past 4 hours. Since I kidnapped them. I frowned and handed his phone back. That's why he and Jimin seemed so concerned with me, they wanted to not be suspicious. They wanted to seem compliant.

"You're not deleting anything?" Jimin sounded timid, like he was afraid to say the wrong thing.

There was no doubt that he recorded me popping off on 'Ducktape Girl' when I was angry. Out of context, I would be painted as an unhinged monster in front of a judge, especially since 'Ducktape Girl' insisted her father was a lawyer. Not only that but my family's reputation with the law since my father passed was an extremely unsturdy bridge that was one gust of wind away from completely disintegrating. The police in the area were just praying to get a family member of mine to harass every day. I could go to jail for life.

I was going to jail for life.

I felt my eyes begin to water at the thought. I didn't even consider how long I'd go to jail for this, or how much more my family would be ridiculed when I did go to prison. All because of my poor impulse control, all because I made a stupid decision and didn't back out of it once I saw it go south.

"I'm not deleting anything; That's destroying evidence. I'm going to bed. I had ruined my life enough today." I emotionlessly spilled out, turning to the big double doors.

"You should eat something! Or at least a snack." Jin called out.

"You can eat all you want. I'm not hungry." I closed the double doors behind me and got on the large bed.

I pulled out my phone. I saw I had a call from my mom. I pulled myself out the bed and opened the dial door, closing it behind me. I got outside the bunker and caught service, despite the bunker being in a forest in the middle of nowhere. I tapped 'call back' and waited.

"Hey, Y/n your brother and I were just having a debate, want to settle it?" I smiled a little.

"That depends, what are you two arguing about NOW?"

"Mom wants to make HER 'Watermelon Wonder' bullshits for our sister's picnic." My brother butt in.

They were clearly drinking. My mother would never let my brother call her 'Watermelon Wonder's 'bullshits' without some kind of influence.

Our family was into charity events, whether it be picnics, fairs, library 'parties' or even college parties, we always liked to help out those in need. We did this all year round whenever given the chance, but summer was our busiest season.

'Watermelon Wonder' was a concoction my mother forced us to drink when we were younger. My MOTHER'S recipe had different types of melon, plus every leafy or healthy green thing she could get her hands on. Broccoli, spinach, kale, peas, you name it, blended into a thick liquid that was practically paste.

My FATHER'S recipe was just melons, mint and a small amount a lime blended into a smooth refreshing drink that was meant to be kept ice cold, we sold it in cans at our toy stores, it was a fundraiser tradition.

"No mom, DAD'S 'Watermelon Wonder' is the only one that shall ever have our involvement."

"HA! Remember when mom put WASABI in them!?"

I shivered at the memory as my mother and brother began bickering. No fun fundraisers in prison. No family dinners. No Drunk Family Night. No fulfillment of the promises I made to my father. My chest tightened making me let in a shaky breath that made my family stop bickering.

"Y/n? Honey, are you okay?" My mother asked.

The tears in my eyes spilled over.

"Yeah, just...depression." I lied.

"Are you taking your pills?"

"Yeah. I think I have to up the dosage. We still can't get it right. I'm sorry I can't be at the fundraiser, but I'll be sure to donate. I uh, need to make an appointment with our family lawyer too. I've been getting a property offer and want to make sure everything goes to you guys."

"Seth hasn't seen you since your father passed, I'm sure he'd love to know you're scheduling. I heard you're trying to expand to games?"

I smiled and I began to cry more.

"Yeah, dad loved them so much." My voice wavered.

My mom let out a dreamy sigh. "I remember our first date was in an arcade. He joked that if we'd have kids, he'd ignore me and play video games with them. Sure enough, your brother and sister showed up, you shortly after, then your little sister, I barely got to see him out of office or off the living room floor. He somehow always remembered anniversaries, birthdays and what I was wearing on the 13th day of that month. He never, not once, made me feel neglected or not paid attention to. He loved me. He loved all of you."

"Sorry mom, I have to go, work is calling." I managed.

"Okay, don't forget about your Dad's birthday coming up. We have a big even set up!"

"I won't, love you all." I hung up quickly and let out the sob that I was holding back.

I had so much to lose. I was so angry at myself. I texted Seth, the family lawyer to schedule an appointment, sent Jason a text, threatening him, telling him if he told anyone I'd let out all the details about the dirty magazine I found in his room when we were 10 and went back into the bunker.

I fell into the large bed, hoping Freddy Kruger would do me a solid and pull me far away. No such luck. I heard a soft knock on the double doors.

"You may be blessed with my presence," I called out loud enough for them to hear.

The door slid open, showing V in a large white T-shirt and boxers, hugging a pillow. I sat up.

"What's up?" I asked softly, my voice was still hoarse from crying.

He frowned, stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. He climbed on the bed in front of me and sat there looking at me for a bit.

"I want to get to know you." He stated matter-of-factly.

"Not much to know, just a crazy fan who kidnapped everyone." I laughed bitterly.

"I don't believe that."

I looked into his eyes, almost silently asking if we was serious. He was waiting patiently. I sighed, running my hands through my hair as I lied back. He quickly lied beside me, making my heart nearly jump out my chest and make a run for it. I tried to stay as calm as a possibly could. The luminous god beside me was making it pretty difficult.

"I own my father's company. He was an aspiring game designer until he met my mother who was an animator. Most of the companies she went to, to sell her work denied it for more popular animators. Talent didn't get her anywhere. So my father switched gears for her and became a business student. He didn't even finish college but managed to win over anyone who got within 100 yards of him. People loved him. He made a ton of connections, got a lot of job offers, made a lot of money from 2 to 3 years of hard work, bought a company, named it after my mother's first character, 'Barnaby' and had his new buddies run ads, shorts and other animations on their networks. My family's company got bigger, started showing their animations on their own platform. My older sister helps run that side of the company, Broadcasting and Entertainment. People wanted merchandise, my father expanded to toys that he and my mother designed. My younger sister helps with feedback and my older brother helps run that side, Toys and Merchandise. I was planning on moving to video games, my father used to love them. Every time he had a day off, I'd wake up to waffles with a tower of whipped cream on top, bacon, eggs, sausage, every berry he could find and every video game he could get his hands on. We'd all sit in the living room, until he had to go to work the next day, just playing games, having fun until that sun came up." I ranted, looking at the ceiling, smiling slightly.

"What happened to him?"

"He was murdered. His car somehow didn't have breaks suddenly in the middle of a busy highway. He crashed. The police said there was no foul play, My father was diligent with the car around that time since I was learning how to drive. The breaks weren't worn. Someone wanted him dead. They succeeded. My father always thought I was the most caring, likable, wittiest, smartest, bravest and most cunning of his children, so he gave me the company in his will." I let out another bitter laugh.

"He's probably the most disappointed billionaire ghost." I sighed feeling a sense of acceptance wash over me.

"Why would he be disappointed."

"Because I 'yeet'ed that shit out the window as I ran 12 red lights with 7 very famous idols and 2 innocent people in the back of a limo. All gone because I wanted to see how far I could go. Once I saw how far I could go, I was too afraid, too stupid to back out. Now I have a girl who says her father is a lawyer, an innocent girl whose family misses her dearly, 7 idols who are either terrified or disgusted in me in which case two of those idols have evidence that can destroy me, a best friend who can be labeled an accomplice, a police force who hates my family and is just waiting for the moment when one of us slips, and a family who will get blindsided by the news that their 'Golden Y/n' finally snapped."

"I'm not terrified or disgusted in you." V whispered softly.

"Are you saying this because you want plushies?"

"Yes." His boxy smile lifted my entire soul.

I giggled. "I'll get you one tomorrow, any color preferences?"

"Gray. I'm sure everything will turn out okay."

I turned on my side to look at him.

"I hope so. You know, V, you may be my new favorite." I yawned.

"Good, I like the crazy ones."

We both let out tired laughs.

"Call me Tae." He whispered.

"Okay, Tae. Call me, N/n. Nightie night."

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yourkeeperoftherunners · 6 years

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Chance [5]

Plot: AU You were born in tragic circumstances, exhibiting a hyper-awareness to your surroundings and situations growing up. For a while you blamed the fabled figure in the hooded cloak with the scythe for robbing you of your picture perfect life, until you encountered him years later. Turns out he’s not the only one and there’s a logical explanation for why you turned out different from your peers.

Rating: PG-13 (Language, death during childbirth, grim reaper mythology, beach antics, jealousy)

Characters: Reaper!RM x Female Reader feat. mention of the other members

Notes: A dream I had last night, plus a comic featuring a grim reaper giving a mother in childbirth a few more minutes to live and a comic about death taking the breath away from a girl served as the inspiration for this story. I know assigning Reaper mythology to the band isn’t a new concept but after seeing the last two inspirations, it got me thinking about the cases where those figures aren’t trying to harm the individual but they express some emotional difficulties carrying out their jobs because it is difficult.

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“Please tell me you’re free tomorrow,” Taehyung begged.

“Believe it or not, yes,” you replied. “Tiffany asked to change shifts with me so I did hers today and she’s there tomorrow. What’s up?”

“We haven’t done a beach day and the weather’s perfect,” Taehyung replied. “Kookie’s coming and we might have Jimin joining us too. Bring snacks – we’ll probably do a bonfire once the sun goes down.”

“Sold. See you tomorrow!”

“Kookie’s the best!” Taehyung blurted out when the youngest showed up with a cooler filled with ice creams from the shop.

You peered into it and looked at the younger boy in surprise. He shrugged and explained that he saved all of his free ice cream perks from work and asked your boss if he could use them at once. Normally she wouldn’t let you stack too many perks together in one redemption, but you had a feeling that she caved to Jungkook giving her his doe-eyed look. It always worked like a charm on everyone, well except you.

“Jimin said he’s on his way,” Taehyung said after turning his phone off. “Got stuck in traffic, but he just exited the freeway.”

“So it will be just the four of us?” Jungkook asked.

"Um yes...as far as I know...” Taehyung trailed off. He looked down when he got another text from Jimin and unlocked his phone. “Scratch that, he invited Hoseok.”

“Do I know him?” Jungkook asked as he frowned, trying to recall the face.

You paused from putting sunscreen on the back of your neck and looked over at Jungkook. “I think he was on the boys dance team? Other than that, don’t know.”

“He graduated two years ahead of us,” Taehyung added. “His dad used to teach College Level English Lit but retired before I could take his class. Shame, heard he was really good and the material wasn’t half bad.”

“I didn’t know they were related,” you spoke up as you closed your sunscreen bottle.

Taehyung held out his hands and you tossed over the bottle, which earned you his trademark boxy smile in return.

“Well, he didn’t talk about it a lot, but his dad would always flag him down in the halls to talk to him or occasionally they carpooled together,” Taehyung said. “Poor guy – I think I’d die if either of my parents worked at the same school.”

“Hey I see them!” Hoseok yelled pointing over at your group. He took off running, leaving poor Jimin behind him. He patted Tae on the shoulder and waved at Jungkook before dropping his beach chair beside you.

“Hey Y/N, how have you been?”

You flashed him a small smile and shrugged, “Okay I guess. Looking forward to the fall. You?”

“First 2 years at performing arts college is tough, but I love it!” Hoseok replied. He began unfolding his chair and spreading his stuff out, all within close proximity to your things.

“Um...Jimin do you want help?” you called out as you looked past Hoseok.

When he noticed Jimin struggling with a large cooler and grocery bags, he ran over to help him. You heard him firing off several apologies to the shorter boy, all of which were dismissed by the blonde. “I tried to carry too much at once – it’s my fault!”

You felt a tap on your shoulder and saw it was Taehyung. “Sorry Y/N, forgot to mention that hyung had a bit of a crush on you. Guess that didn’t fade after graduation.”

“And you know this because?”

Taehyung sighed as he cast a look over at Hoseok, who was trying to rush the unpacking process so he could get back to his set-up. “I...may have overheard him in the locker room a few years ago when I had to make-up a running assignment for Gym,” he said. “The other guys on the dance team were egging him on to tell them who he had a crush on, and I heard your name. Some of them gave him grief because you were younger, and others teased him saying he’s got an oppa kink.”

You nodded, holding in a wince at that comment. There was nothing wrong with Hoseok – from what you remembered, he really loved dancing and happened to be very talented. The boys team had gone on to championships thanks to his unique choreography, but personally, you didn’t know him very well, due to different schedules.

“But I thought I heard something about the captains of the dance teams –”

“Jane pushed for the relationship – you didn’t know her well, but she’s always been a go-getter and I guess hyung didn’t want to hurt her feelings so he said yes,” Taehyung finished. “I’m guessing they broke up though.”

“Noona, noona either I’m seeing things, or it’s that guy who was with Jin the first time he came to the shop,” Jungkook announced as he nudged you repeatedly.

You followed his gaze to the right and saw Namjoon walking toward you with another male in tow. You craned your neck to see if it was Jin, but instead, the one trailing Namjoon was shorter and fairer in complexion. His messy hair was dyed a mint green color and he was clad in regular clothing, more ideal for the mall or a concert than the beach. From your vantage point, you heard Namjoon sighing and the other male grumbling that it was too hot to be outside now.

“You need fresh air,” Namjoon insisted.

“I preferred the A/C over this,” the other boy grumbled. “Plus I don’t wanna get sunburned!”

“That’s why I brought the umbrella for you hyung!” Namjoon huffed. “Also I said we’re going to the beach – you don’t wear jeans to the beach!”

“Who are those guys?” Taehyung asked as he watched them approach your group.

“Um, I know the guy with the silver hair,” you murmured as you gestured to Namjoon.

“That guy came in one day with Jin, the guy I said kept buying tons of ice cream and always puts his change in the tip jar,” Jungkook added, pointing to Namjoon.

Namjoon flashed you a smile once he came closer and he lifted a hand to say hi. “Funny seeing you here!” he said. “I was thinking, ‘It’s nice out, today’s a good day for the beach’ and Yoongi needed to get out after being cooped up indoors for weeks.” He pushed his dark sunglasses up on his nose and nudged the fair-skinned boy forward. “Yoongi-hyung, this is Y/N.”

The mint haired boy allowed a small smile to cross his lips and he extended his hand to shake yours. You shook his in both of yours, murmuring that it was nice to meet him.

“I tried to make Jin-ah come instead, but he was busy with Sunny,” Yoongi replied. “He says hi and wishes he could be here.”

Namjoon put down the umbrella and began introducing himself to the others. When he got to Hoseok, the latter pumped his hand enthusiastically which seemed to catch the reaper off guard. He kept a smile in place as he returned the handshake, tilting his head when Hoseok revealed he attended the same high school as you.

“Yeah she’s my dongsaeng,” he announced. “How do you know her?”

“Ah we’re old friends,” Namjoon replied. Despite sporting dark sunglasses, you could sense he was probably sizing up Hoseok. For some reason, your stomach began to knot watching them and part of you was wishing you were working the shop today and not here.

"It’s nice to meet you,” Namjoon continued. “Hang on, I need to put up the umbrella for him or he’ll be grumpy with me for the rest of the day.”

“I can help!” Jimin offered as he stepped forward.

Yoongi stifled a yawn and remained rooted near Namjoon’s stuff. Jimin walked up and offered to watch his things while Yoongi changed, which made the reaper blink.

“Oh I’m not planning to swim,” Yoongi said. “Joonie said sitting next to the A/C all summer wasn’t good for me, so he said I had to come with him. But it’s nice of you to offer, um...?”

“Jimin, uh Park Jimin,” Jimin replied as he reached out to shake the other’s hands.

Yoongi accepted the younger male’s hands, a sweet gummy smile on his face. “Ah thank you Jimin. You’re quite nice to worry about me.”

“Saw it coming,” Jungkook whispered with a smirk.

You nodded as you crossed your arms over your chest, watching as Jimin and Namjoon worked to get the umbrella up, the former sneaking glances over at Yoongi. The mint-haired boy moved things out of the way so the guys could set-up without knocking things over.

Namjoon locked the umbrella in place on it’s current setting and he nudged Yoongi, who thanked him before plopping down underneath it. He spread out a towel to lie on and he fished out a pair of sunglasses, setting them on the bridge of his nose.

“Hey Namjoon, is it okay if I put this under the umbrella? It’s got ice cream and dry ice in it,” Jungkook asked, picking up his cooler.

“Is that the ice cream Jin-ah brought home?” Yoongi asked as he pointed to the cooler.

“Um yeah! Y/N and I make it in the store all the time,” Jungkook replied. He opened the cooler and Yoongi peered inside, nodding before he pulled a bar out and began eating it quietly.

Namjoon accepted the cooler and thanked Jungkook with a smile, before placing it under the umbrella.

“So Y/N how have you been? I heard you got a full ride!” Hoseok asked as you made your way to the water.

“Not from the university, but I’ve got enough grants and scholarships to cover the costs of tuition,” you corrected him. “Need to make money for textbooks and other costs, but yeah the main cost is covered.”

Hoseok nodded before studying your outfit for the beach. “Did you not bring a bathing suit?”

“This is my bathing suit,” you sighed. You were wearing a long-sleeved rashguard and boardshorts, as both were on sale and offered more coverage and sun protection than a tiny bikini.

“Protecting yourself from skin cancer – very smart,” Namjoon noted as he joined you. He was sporting a short-sleeved rashguard and black swim trunks, his sunglasses still perched on his nose.

“Ah that’s true,” Hoseok conceded. He rested his hands on his hips and addressed Namjoon, asking how you two met.

“My dad knew her late mother,” Namjoon said before you could come up with a convincing lie. “We lost contact after her mom passed, but we ran into each other a few weeks ago and reconnected.”

Thanks, you thought. Technically Namjoon’s account was true and it saved you the hassle of lying to Hoseok. But why was he here and how did he know you were going to be here?

Hoseok tilted his head and frowned as he dropped his hands to his side. He stepped closer to you, his arms extended as if he was going to hug you. “I didn’t know you lost your mom – I’m so sorry!”

“It was when I was born, I barely remember it,” you dismissed, taking a step back. Before either of them could say anything else, you ran toward the water and threw yourself into the oncoming wave that was headed for shore.

“How could I have forgotten it?!”

Yoongi sat up when he heard the voice and he tipped his sunglasses down to see Jimin rummaging through his bag for sunscreen. He pushed them back up and leaned back on his arms.

“Hey Jiminie, just come sit under here,” Yoongi ordered. “That way you don’t get burned. Plus there’s ice cream.”

Jimin paused and looked up, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. “Hyung, did you just...?”

“Aish Jiminie, see you’re already turning red – come on now!” the reaper grumbled as he motioned for the blonde to hurry up.

Jimin wasted no time before walking around the maze of belongings, taking a seat under the umbrella. Yoongi pushed the cooler over to him and Jimin peered in, hand hovering over the top. He hummed before taking a strawberry popsicle and closing the lid on the cooler.

“Hey guys,” you greeted the pair as you came up.

“How’s the water?” Jimin asked. “I’m so mad – I swear I packed sunscreen today but it’s not in my bag. I really wanted to go in.”

You pointed to your bag and encouraged Jimin to use yours. He thanked you before standing up, thanking Yoongi for the company, and wandering over to your bag for the sunscreen.

Yoongi watched as Jimin balanced the popsicle between his plump lips while reaching into your bag for the bottle. “He’s cute,” Yoongi murmured in a soft voice.

You nodded as you dried off and wrapped the towel around your waist. Jimin was about to open the bottle when he heard his phone go off in his bag. He huffed as he put the bottle down and went to find his phone to take the call.

“Joonie wanted to talk to you after you asked Jin-ah questions,” Yoongi spoke up. “But I don’t think he expected he’d be competing for your attention. You have to forgive him, I think this is the first time he’s been jealous.”

“Of what? I’m not dating Hoseok,” you murmured as you sat down under the umbrella.

“But he doesn’t know that. See, you’re the first girl he’s handled. Joonie seems to get the elderly and the really scholarly ones. Actually, wait, he did have that one older couple once, but that’s really it,” Yoongi recalled.

“What kind of people do you get?”

Yoongi looked straight ahead, leaning back on his arms. He was quiet for a few moments before answering, “It depends. Lately I’ve been getting some annoying people who waste their lives, expecting everything to be given to them just like that.” He shook his head and sighed, removing his sunglasses. He kept his gaze lowered, turning the glasses in his hands thoughtfully.

“I may live forever but it’s frustrating to see lazy people do nothing but whine and hold their hands out until they die,” he continued. “I know you think it’d make my job easier to take them out and be done with it, but there’s always the aftermath and that is what makes me hesitate.”

“You mean, the people who will miss them after they’re gone?” you offered.

Yoongi turned his head to reply but closed his mouth when he spotted Hoseok emerging from the ocean, making a beeline for the umbrella. As he replaced his sunglasses, you heard Taehyung address Hoseok about his studies at performing arts college.

“Looks like your friend spared you,” Yoongi nodded as he used his middle finger to push his sunglasses up. “But to answer your question, yes. Please don’t ask about any of my humans – it’s not something I like to relive.”

You nodded and decided to take this time to excuse yourself, walking to your bag to check your phone for missed messages. You unlocked it and began scrolling through the trail sent by your dad.

Dad

[IMG] Sent 15:19 PM

Dad

There he is Sport, your new brother! Sent 15:21 PM

Dad

Everyone’s doing well. Hope you’re having a great day at the beach! Sent 15:22 PM

“Who you texting?” Hoseok asked as he peered over your shoulder.

You turned your phone off and sighed, “I kind of don’t like when people look over my shoulder – can you not do that?”

He ducked his head and held up his hands in defeat. You scanned the beach looking for Namjoon. Part of you wondered if you scared him off after the earlier events, but you hoped he was still around so he could answer all of your burning questions regarding his father and whatnot. You squinted and saw he was standing in the shallow waters, arms crossed as he looked out over the horizon.

“Ah Y/N? Earth to Y/N?” Hoseok called out as he waved his hands around.

You jerked your head over your shoulder and met Hoseok’s eyes. “Sorry I think the sun’s getting to me – got distracted.”

He smiled and waved it away as nothing before repeating his question. “So are you or were you dating that Namjoon guy?”

“Isn’t that her business?” Yoongi spoke up from his spot, lowering his sunglasses.

“It’s just a question,” Hoseok confessed.

You groaned, straightening up and replacing your phone in your bag. “Honestly guys, enough,” you said. “I came to hang out at the beach with my friends, not talk about dating or boyfriends or any of that. Can people just let me be?” Before anyone could respond, you stepped around everyone’s belongings and walked over to where Namjoon was standing, refusing to look back.

“May I join you?”

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