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berryhobii · 10 months

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Late For Work (jjk x reader)

Pairing: Husband!Jeon Jungkook x black!female!reader

Word Count: 2,223

Warnings: established relationship(they’re married!), fluff, domestic vibes, Jungkook’s a house husband, tattooed!Jungkook, smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), morning sex, somnophilia I guess? He wakes reader up with head. Kitchen sex, oral(m and f receiving), deepthroating, throat fucking, lots of spit, reader’s a whiny and needy sl*t, Jungkook is obsessed with reader(in a sweet way), begging, overstimulation, interrupting phone cliche

A/N: Hi! I’m back! I know I said this would be a Gamer!Jungkook but I kind of went off script a little, heh. There will definitely be a part 2 of this though and there will be actual Gamer JK in that. I didn’t really describe the reader in this so imagine them as you like. Criticism is always welcomed and I hope you enjoy!

When you woke up, it was to him between your legs, slurping up all of your wetness and flicking his tongue against your swollen clit. He managed to wrench 3 orgasms out of you before your alarm rang, that stupid job calling for your attention. Thank goodness you were close to going on vacation. After that, you could spend some much needed quality time with your husband.

He helped you to the bathroom, your legs feeling weak from your orgasms that were still vibrating through your body. Once you showered, did your skincare, and refreshed your hair, you found him in the kitchen, back turned to you as he sliced something on a cutting board.

Bringing your bottom lip between your teeth, your hungry eyes greedily took in the expanse of his bare, muscled back. Each movement caused his muscles to flex, the dark and brightly colored tattoos that stretched across his back shifting. He had recently finished the healing process for his brand new back tattoos—a large dragon spread across his shoulder blades, multiple flowers of different colors wrapped around his ribs, and your favorites were the abundance of clouds with butterflies resting on them. He had lots of little others like that cute smiley face on the back of his neck and that Minnie mouse bow on the back of his right arm he got on a dare after losing to Taehyung. You remember when he came home with it. You had laughed for close to 10 minutes, much to Jungkook’s chargin, his pout never leaving until he got annoyed and bent you over the couch. You still giggled but his cock taught you manners.

He heard you place your purse down on the kitchen island, turning his head to look at you.

“Breakfast is almost ready.”

You came up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning in to inhale his shampoo. Your cheek rubbed against his soft skin, humming when he relaxed in your embrace.

“Morning head and breakfast? Are you married?”

He chuckled, reaching for another strawberry to slice. “I am. Very happily for 3 years. They’re the love of my life.”

“Sounds like a very lucky person.”

While you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was smiling extra big.

“Eh. They hog all the blankets and can’t sleep unless it’s freezing cold but I guess they’re lucky to have me.”

You rolled your eyes, biting his shoulder blade. He was such a dork.

“They bite me a lot too. I wonder if I’m tasty.”

Your hands began to wander, scratching down his chest and abs until you reached the band of his low sweats. You dipped into the article of clothing, a noise of surprise vibrating your throat when you found he wasn’t wearing underwear.

Your hand grabbed at his half hard cock, beginning to pump him slowly. He inhaled a sharp breath, dropping the knife he held in the sink. Safety first and all that.

His hands gripped at the counter, head dipping low as you stroked him to hardness. When his sweats began to get uncomfortable, he moaned.

“Baby….”

You hummed, pulling away from him to let him turn around. Now that he was facing you, you could appreciate him fully—from his broad chest to his smooth expanse of his defined stomach. Your eyes trailed up to meet his, dark irises staring at you. His gaze made you feel warm all over, those earlier orgasms feeling far away. You wanted more.

Dropping to your knees before him, you grabbed at his sweats before pulling them down. His cock sprang up, the tip leaking precum. You licked your lips, gaze greedy and your throat itching to have him nestled in it.

You gripped him once again, feeling him throb in your hold. Locking eyes with him, you leaned forward to lick at his tip.

“You’re delicious.”

Your stare never broke as you licked him from base to tip. Eye contact was the quickest way to get him to cum. You too. It just made your sex feel more intimate and connected. It also fueled his ego a little to watch your sultry eyes stare up at him as he was down your throat.

After you had slicked him up enough, your hand pumped at him as your mouth sucked at his balls—his most sensitive spot. He tossed his head back, leaning against the counter, a loud moan coming from him.

Gathering saliva in your mouth, you bubbled spit all over his balls. He loved it wet and messy, something you learned after your first few times together. He was always a gentleman during your first times but that quickly changed when you started getting more and more comfortable with him. Your pussy would get so wet and sticky that he couldn’t hold back.

Coming back to his cock, you kissed along his shaft, trailing spit with you, cheeks and chin wet. You took him into your mouth, sucking him halfway in, your hand pumping what you hadn’t gotten to…..yet.

Your tongue licked all around him, cheeks hollowing as you sucked him. His hand grabbed at your hand, hips bucking into your throat. You removed your hand from his cock, instead gripping his thighs, giving him the okay to go hard.

Using his other hand to grab the back of your neck, he began moving his hips in and out of your mouth. You relaxed your throat, allowing him to slip in and out with ease.

“You like that cock in your throat, baby?” His raspy voice talked down at you. You moaned around his cock because fuck yes you did. You could feel your panties sticking to you, the fabric probably ruined beyond rescue.

He pushed your head all the way down, holding you there, nose buried in the hair at the base of his cock. Tears sprang in your eyes, throat constricting around him. Your nails dug into his thighs, leaving red marks in your wake.

When you began to sputter and gag on him, he let you go. You inhaled a deep breath, coughing and trying to pull air back into your lungs. Your bleary eyes looked back up at him, your hand coming to pump at his slick cock again. Sweat dripped down his chest and stuck his hair to his forehead. He looked good enough to eat.

“Give me more, baby.” Tongue hanging out of your mouth, you were ready to take everything he gave you.

Fuck.

A few more pumps of your hand and harsh suck to his tip and he was cumming in your mouth, filling your cheeks. He shivered as his orgasm racked him, mouth dropping open in a silent moan.

You didn’t immediately swallow, letting him regain his breath. You patiently sat back on your heels, bright eyes staring up at him.

His hand reached out to grab your chin, tilting your head up. “Open.”

You obliged, dropping your jaw to show him his release in your mouth. He felt his cock jump at the sight. He couldn’t get enough of you.

“Swallow.”

And you did, opening your mouth again to show him you had obeyed.

He helped you up from the ground, grabbing under your thighs to lift you and place you on the kitchen island. His lips hungrily moved against yours, his hands pushing your pencil skirt up until he could access your thong. His warm hands grabbed both sides of the thin string, giving it one harsh pull and it snapped. He worked at the buttons of your blouse next, careful not to pop any of them in his haste but truthfully, he could care less. Once it was open, he pulled down the cups of your bra, letting your breasts spill out.

You moaned as his hands pinched at your nipples, little sparks going up your back. He pulled away from your mouth, a whine coming from you but it was quickly covered when his mouth sucked in your left nipple. Your hands buried in his hair, humming as he worked both of your nipples to stiff peaks. He bit at the skin of your breasts, further darkening the hickies he placed there just last night. Once he was satisfied with his work, he pulled away to kiss you again.

“Fuck me, baby. Please. I can’t wait anymore.” You were starting to grow more and more desperate. Those orgasms from earlier just weren’t enough. You needed his cock right now.

He smirked at your whiny tone. His cock was hard again, throbbing to be nestled in your warm and tight walls but he had more pressing matters to tend to.

Pecking your lips once more, he bent down slightly until he was level with your pussy. His hands gripped your thighs, pushing them apart to get more access to your dripping heat. You barely had time to balance yourself on your hands before he was diving in, eating you out like a man starved. His tongue licked and sucked at your clit, abusing the swollen bud until your legs were shaking.

His eyes looked at you from between your legs and goodness were you a sight to see. The way your mouth dropped open, your breasts all marked up, and your watery eyes threatening to spill. He could eat you out for hours, not even stopping when you were crying and begging for him to let you rest.

You didn’t even realize how desperate and close you were until that band was snapping and you were cumming all over his face. One of your hands buried in hair, pulling him closer as your head fell back. Your toes dug into his shoulders, almost pushing him away but he remained firm, delivering licks to your clit.

Once you were shaking in overstimulation, he pulled away, licking his lips of your sweet juices.

He stood back to his full height, pulling you closer until your hips hung off the edge of the counter. You felt his cock rub against your sensitive pussy, flinching away a little at the almost painful feeling. But you were so desperate for him that you didn’t care. You just wanted his cock inside you. Now.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him to you again. Tears fell down your cheeks, bottom lip wobbling. “P-please….no more teasing…”

He could hold himself back anymore either. He pecked your temple, hands digging into the nest of your thighs. “Okay, princess.”

The head of his cock rubbed against your slick folds, bumping your clit a few times making you shiver.

Just as he was about to push in, the loud blaring of your phone broke you apart. Realization struck you, your eyes widening.

“Oh shit! My meeting! I’m late!” You hastily reached for your purse, digging in it until you found your phone. You quickly answered it, apologies falling from your lips.

After you hung up, Jungkook helped you from the island, your legs buckling but he held you up.

You sighed, leaning against his sweaty chest. “Ugh, darn you and your magnetic dick. Why did you distract me?”

He snorted, rolling his eyes. “You stuck your hand down my pants. You started this.”

You growled, biting his pec lightly. “You woke me up. You started this.”

He harshly gripped both of your ass cheeks in his hands. “Do you want me to finish it?” His suggestive tone matched his eyes, his stare sending shocks straight to your pussy. Was that meeting really important? You could just quit your job and live your days with Jungkook’s cock down your throat. You’d clock in faithfully every day.

You whined, pushing him away. “I’m already late. Stop tempting me.”

He gave you that cheeky smile again but let you go, making sure to deliver a slap to your ass as you walked away.

Once you had brushed your teeth again and fixed your makeup and hair, you rushed to the door. Jungkook was already waiting for you with a bagel and your lunch bag. Your heart warmed at the sight of him. He took such good care of you. An idea of a surprise date swirled in your head.

You smiled when your eyes met.

“Here. I packed your lunch and since breakfast got cold, I made you a bagel. Eat the whole thing.”

You walked into his arms, hugging him tightly, his warmth sinking into your skin. “I love you.”

He smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I love you more.”

After embracing for a moment longer, you reluctantly pulled away, not wanting to leave him but you knew you had to work.

He kissed away your pout. “I’ll be here when you come back. I promise.”

You sighed but nodded, expecting a final kiss before you finally walked out of the door but instead, his hand grabbed your throat to pull you closer. You gasped at the sudden movement, eyes widening as they locked with his. His smile had dropped, only a mischievous smirk left in its wake.

“And when you come back, I’ll fuck you on every surface in this apartment.”

Your thighs rubbed against each other, excitement bubbling in the pit of your stomach. You were about to say something but you were silenced when he shoved the bagel in your mouth

“Have a good day at work.”

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hobicakess · 2 months

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PLAYING DANGEROUS | (one)

summary: It's been almost three years since Jack in the box was caught, and no one could make him talk. No one knew his story, and what drove him to become the monster he was today. That is until you're assigned your first story. What makes you so lucky?

rating: 18+ (I'm not your mother you're in control of what you consume)

pairings: Journalist!Reader x Criminal!JungHoseok x CEO!Kim Namjoon x Detective!MinYoongi.

warnings: warnings: no thoroughly edited, EW Ai , character death (nothing to cry about), black/plus sized coded reader, talks of murder, talks of torture, corporate evilness, violence, Mc reads hobi to filth, yandere characters, possessive/obsessive behavior, short hair namjoon (yes that's a warning), one maknae introduction, maknae helping cause chaos, cigarettes, Yoonie is an angry kitty this chapter, bratty mc, mc is kinda a bitch (a bad one at that), unhinged serial killer hobi (joker vibes tbh) , yoongi hates his job, namjoon loves his job (he gets to piss you off everyday) SMUT— nothing too crazy , choking, sub mc , missionary, mating press , man handling (yummy)

a/n: HEYYY omg this took me so long to write and it's just a little over 2k words... LMAO I suck i know, but we're getting there I pinkie promise. I really hope you all enjoy this and constructive criticism is welcome!!

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2 MONTHS BEFORE JACKS ESCAPE

Kim multimedia station.

The place of business was always busy and there was never not anything to be done, Endless reports and stories in need of being written, the podcast teams always chattering about the hottest topics.

KMMs was a journalist's dream — your dream.

You were a known face around the company both online and in person. A pretty foreigner who was damn good at her job and that made you favored by the late CEO Kim. You were always hand picked by him to attend press conferences in his favor. He treated you kindly, allowing you into a large world of business pulling strings to get you the best stories helping you— a once broke freshly graduated English major climbing up in the world of reporting.

It's only been three months since CEO Kim passed away and the company was changing fast. You were grateful that you weren't a part of the many that were fired and replaced by new faces and AI, and you were now noticing how low the viewers were on podcasts, social media and blogs.

KMM was dying out very slowly and that meant you might go away with it. You were dedicated to your work, and the company that helped you become the person you were today.

And you were willing to do anything to not be forgotten.

Sleeping was not on the agenda right now.

A quick double tap to a cell phone showed an awfully bright screen reading 4:40 am. You had been lying in your bed mind racing while staring at your wall for the past hour and a half.

Jack in the box.

Rolling out the tangled bedsheets and arms you pull on a large T-shirt that'd been discarded a long with the other items of clothing on the floor shuffling towards the desk in the corner of your room. Laptop already open from your previous research when you pull out a pack of cigarettes from your drawer before plunging deep into the web. Your mouse clicks every site as your pen moved furiously taking in all the information you can about said serial killer.

“On May 14th, 2018 Serial Killer Jack In The Box was finally caught after a murdering spree in Seoul. The killings of ordinary outgoing individuals taken with a quick swipe of a knife and a long torture method.”

"Before his kills Jack likes to taunt his victim. He ironically sends them a Jack in the box to let them know they're next. The next few days said victim lives in constant fear, looking over their shoulder, leading the mostly known outgoing victim to slowly isolate themselves from loved ones in fear of them being hurt, eventually this leads to insomnia and in some cases hallucinations and histera. Then Jack disappears for a while making them think they're finally okay and he's gone until he wasn't."

The scoff that left your lips echoed through the quiet room, breathing out the nicotine smoke from your Cancer stick.

So Jack was an antisocial loser and took out his lack of social skills on people who could.

"No one knows of Jack's real identity. Police have reported that the man has lived many lives and has owned many faces for the past 11 years. Reporters have tried their hardest for the past 4 years to get a one on one interview with the man but unfortunately he refuses to talk only resorting to violence."

A reporter says he went for a handshake and left with two missing fingers.

Another says he watched the man bang his head on the wall hard enough to bleed when he asked the murderer's real name.

A broken arm??

“Fuck” you huff flicking the ash at the butt of your cigarette. You stare at the mugshot photos supplied at the end of the article. Dark wide eyes, shaggy black hair falling over his forehead, the piercings sticking from the bridge of his nose eyebrow and top lip.

The look definitely screams psycho but…. he was kinda hot. It took everything in you not to go and click the endless fanfiction that you stumbled upon.

A pair of warm lips press onto your shoulder causing you to jump. Turning to look over your shoulder at the shirtless sight of Kim Namjoon.

“We have to be up in four hours, baby, come back to bed.”

You hum into his embrace with a pout stubbing out the cigarette into the pink ashtray beside your computer. “Did you know Jack went through eight lawyers? Until one day he randomly called Kim Seokjin. That high profile guy from the law firm we're partnered with? they must know each other”

Though Namjoons attention was not on the words that were leaving your mouth. Hands wander all over your body while placing kisses on your neck, and cheeks.

“He literally bit the finger of the last reporter clean off. Like do you know how much force you have to put into that? I think he reads too much gothic liter—”

Cutting you off with a quick grab of your jaw turning your head to connect his plump lips to own. Pulling away with a cheeky dimpled smirk, “I’m not sure how I feel about you talking about another man.”

“Well you shouldn't feel any type of way because you aren't MY man.”

You squeal when you're lifted up from your chair and throw over a broad shoulder. He huffs when he throws you onto the memory foam comforter, your (his) shirt lifting up your thighs exposing your bare cunt. Immediately his big body was hovering over you as he slightly pressed his body weight onto you.

“Get off you dick” pushing and smacking his tan shoulders but that did nothing for you at this moment. “Well I'm trying to put it in you.”

He bullies your legs up over his shoulders as he taps his hard piece against the wetness between your thighs. “If something happens to me during this case I swear” choking on your words as he slowly but surely presses his thick head into your cunt.

“Fuck — may the man himself strike me down.”

Hand reaching to grip your throat smashing your lips together. Luckily your mind left the thoughts of the serial killer , the only thing on your mind right now was Namjoon and his ridiculously large cockm

It wasn't weird for you to obsess over your assignments to the point where it was all you thought about. Everyone does that.

Though this one you couldn't seem to finesse your way out of. Without the help of the late Kim you'd have to pull your own strings to get what you wanted and now that Namjoon was in charge he loved making your life harder.

“Y/n.”

Your head snaps up from your laptop hand stalling from moving on your notepad face to face with gorgeously pale Detective Min Yoongi.

“Yoonie” you smile, motioning for him to sit in front of you. He looked different from when you last saw him all the months ago, more tired and cat- like you guessed it was from the heavy responsibilities that came with the position as Chief of Seouls police department

“Did you just call to look at me?”

“Sorry it's just been . . a while” you push the large Iced Americano towards him as a peace offering. He gladly accepted it with an amused raise of an eyebrow, “You know I just wait for your call.”

“The phone works both ways” you internally wince , you sounded like an estranged father talking to his child.

“What do you want?” A frown spread across your face and lips, shutting your laptop. “I can't call an old friend for a friendly coffee date.”

You waited for his answer as he took his time generously drinking from his plastic cup. With a smack of his lips he sat the cup down leaning back with his arms crossed over his chest.

“You only call me ‘Yoonie’ when you want something” eyes scanning over the scatter of papers and notes taking up your side of the table.

“This must be serious”

Hands going to clasp under your chin you sigh, cutting the bullshit. “Three years ago you were the lead investigator on the Jack in the box case which brought you from rookie detective to Chief of police.”

“I was wondering if you could help old friend out tell me what you know about-”

“No.” He cuts you off with little to no thought.

“No? Why not? This isn't our first rodeo Min”

There were plenty of times Yoongi helped you with stories without a second thought. He'd give you case files, witnesses, and anything you needed but why not now?

“Anybody but him”

You scoffed at him, irritation rising in your body. “I need this story not anyone else.”

“Well I can't help you, princess.”

“That's bullshit!” Your voice raises causing a couple people around you to turn their attention towards the two of you. He stood up, chair scraping the floor, slamming a few dollars on the table. “Call me if you need anything else.”

Turning on his heel he leaves you sitting there in your slowly growing rage. You quickly hopped from your seat chasing after him, managing to catch up with his long strides. “Yoongi slow down dammit”

He twirls around grabbing onto you by your arm, “Who gave you this story.

“Namjoon he-” you whine as his grip tightens on your arm as his eyes slit. The angry red scar on his face makes his angry stare look even more intimidating. “You don't understand how dangerous Jack is. Just because he's behind bars doesn't mean he won't have people on the outside that will whack you for being a nosy reporter.”

He softens his hold, lifting his hand to rub your cold cheek. “If something happens to you. . .” He shakes his head letting you go.

“Sit this one out Y/N I don't want to see you in our precinct mortuary.” with that he walks away disappearing into the crowd.

You sniff doing the walk of shame back to the Café sitting back in your seat with your head in your hands

Detective Min Yoongi.

“Excuse me Ma’am” the blonde barista came over holding a box of blueberry doughnuts which happened to be your favorite. “It's on the house.. everyone saw your fight with your boyfriend, manager said this might help cheer you up.”

“Oh! Thank you but he wasn't my boyfriend, just a work colleague.” You tried to defend yourself but the sympathy in his eyes only grew so you accepted the treat with another thank you. “What is your name? I've never seen you here before.”

A soft brightens his pretty face, eyes scrunching slightly adding to the prettiness of his face. “Park Jimin, Ma’am.”

MEANWHILE

The buzz of the electrically wired door opening didn't alert the man that stayed deep in the corner of his cell. “Long time no see.”

“Why now?” the visitor asks, “After all this time you choose now.”

He giggled, the haunting sound bouncing off the walls. “Did you bring what I asked for”

The visitor threw the pictures and the box of cigarettes into the cell. “Answer my question.”

“It's been three longgg years.” He finally answered, moving from his corner to pick up the photos. “Tell me is she this gorgeous in person?”

“Just for her?”

“And I need to stretch my legs” he laughs louder this time the high pitched sound echoed even through the thick steel door that kept him locked in tight.

Jack was ready to play more games

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kittyscupcakeandbunny · 9 months

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CRAZY OVER YOU x MIN YOONGI

[HYBRID AU]

PART TWO

Bath me with your love

Side Characters: Namjoon/doctor, Seokjin/doctor, Taehyung/Hybrid Tiger, Jungkook/Hybrid Bunny, Hoseok/ Assistant medical.

Warnings: Smut, mentions of blood, sharp objects, rut, beast behavior, medical experiments, medical procedures.

Genre: Fantasy, hybrids au, smut.

SUMMARY》 Yoongi is a black mamba hybrid one of rarest species of hybrids, who’s about to be put down due to his lack of interest in living. But everything changes after the new medical assistance (y/n) takes a liking to him. Meeting after meeting he realise his feelings for her are not the only thing growing.

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My head felt heavy, neck was sore and my entire body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. Like when your under water and it keeps pushing you upwards to the surface but you can’t swim.

I opened my eyes with heavy eyelids taking into my sight the dark place I was in. I tried to get up only to feel the soreness stop me from it and the uncomfortable feeling of sleeping on my work clothes. It was never a good option, I must have been so tired last night to even change clothes before going to bed.

I groaned getting up to a sitting position over the mess of covers as a sharp pain over the curve of my neck made me completely regret it, another painful groan leaving my lips, i tiredly massage the part where I felt the sharp pain trying to lessen the painful feeling.

Running my eyes through the room, my body froze. Taking in every detail of it as the memories from last night filled my brain, reality was a bucket of cold water on my face.

I was still in the clinic.

Still in Yoongis room.

Hand still covering where he bite me last night as the sharp pain made my body shiver as my messy brain connected the dots, the late appointment with Jungkook the bunny hybrid who was in heat and how the smell of another male affected Yoongi negative, to the point he bite me.

At the thought of him my head turned quickly behind me, trying to find him over the mess of covers as the lights slowly turned back on. Immediately regretting the sudden move as the pain seemed to only worsen.

My eyes locked over his presence as he lays there still sleeping calmly, chest moving slowly up and down. A soft look on his features almost so innocent, so peaceful i almost forgot about the angry hybrid who had bite me.

This was my chance to leave.

My hands supporting my body at my sides as I tried to slowly make my way out of the bed, I heard him groan and turned around to look only to find him still sleeping peacefully, a sight of relief leaving my lips. He looked so calm and the way his scales shined under the soft light of the room as it turned back on made him look heavenly, so unreal how such a dangerous kind could look so beautiful.

He looked like a diamond shining under the lights at the way his scales were a soft gray and lilac, so soft it looked almost unreal to be stared at.

I needed to leave immediately, soon it would be time for his mornings appointments and Namjoon would be here. I still had to get ready to work, and then do something about this bite on my neck and his poison on my veins.

The poison. I still didn’t know the side effects of it. Only that besides the bite it didn’t hurt at all.

I got up after I was done recollecting myself, still a bit dizzy i made my way to the door but before I could take another step I heard his voice behind me.

- going already? - startled I stopped in my tracks before I could even move any further from him.

I turned around quickly almost tripping as I did so. He sat over the bottom of the bed, hand running through his massy hair tiredly he blinked a few times getting used to the light before his dark orbs locked on mine.

- you… - I said but stopped immediately as he stood up and began to walk towards me. No words came to my mind. To afraid to even utter a single world.

Stopping a few inches away from me, he had a tired yet serious expression over his soft features.

- I bite you… - he smirked voice low and raspy, dark yes running over the bite on my neck.

I covered it immediately, a warmth rising up to my cheeks.

- don’t worry it won’t kill you… - he said, one step closer and he was mere centimeters away from me, closing the distance to whisper his next words against my face - in fact, when used at the right time it could be very pleasurable….

He smiled.

I gulped down, eyes falling over his lips the tips of his fangs showing a bit as he smiled. My cheeks going even warmer I quickly turned around making my way out his room. Even though I felt like falling to my knees from the dizziness, I needed to leave that room.

- see you in my next appointment y/n - He said behind me, I could hear the entertainment in his voice. Dripping of second thoughts over it.

Like his poison.

The cold air of the clinic hitting my face was a reminder I needed to feel the relief flowing through me, I gulped down as I rested my back against the door. I couldn’t make any sense of what had happened, I needed time to clear my mind over the facts that had occurred in the last 12 hours, no thinking once I made my way to the elevators. Hand covering the bite.

He left a mark. I’m sure of it.

I had to wash up as soon as possible before Namjoon gets to the clinic, looking in my pockets for my phone I find it to check up the time. It was six in the morning. I still had some time.

Leaving the elevators i rushed towards the staff room on the first floor, I opened the door making my way to my locker grabbing my bag from it quickly locking myself in the staff bathroom. I took a few breathes as I stood in front of the mirror holding the sink, my eyes looking over my neck and the red spot was very visible still bleeding a bit from the bite, the two spots where his teeth sank into my flash visibly clear on my skin, I cleaned it with some ointment and covered with a badged.

Throwing some cold water on my face a let the late events finally sink in. I tried to make out what was happening but nothing came to me. For a moment I almost hated him for that, but I couldn’t. Not when his life was at stake, not when he’s been neglected for so long.

Maybe I was being selfish, why would he trust me so easily after all that he’s been through? Maybe I was just hurt that he bite me, me off all people.

Why?

I wouldn’t run away from it, the thought that maybe that’s what he wanted. For me to run away scared of him, because that’s what everyone else has shown him. What Jin and everyone else here did, gave up on him. But I wouldn’t.

I changed my clothes with some spare ones I had on my bag, fixing my make up and hair I sprayed some perfume. I didn’t have much time now so I made my way out of the bathroom only to find Hoseok already entering the staff room.

- oh hey - he says, walking to his locker as he took of his backpack - you’re here already?

- yeah I had to take care of something earlier today - i quickly make up a lie, putting my bag back inside my locker as I fixed my identification card over my white coat.

- oh… so that snake hybrid is giving you hard work? - hoseok said, a glint of playfulness over his voice.

But at the mentioned of Yoongi I could only feel the heat coming up to my cheeks.

- yeah, a little bit… - I say, walking past him to leave.

Thinking I was finally free from this conversation, Hoseok questioned the thing I was hoping he wouldn’t.

- what’s this on your neck? - he said, a confused look over his features he walked closer but I took a step back making him stop immediately.

- nothing, just a scratch - I lied, giving him a smile I tried to cover the badge on my neck with my hair.

- oh… sure then, if you say - he gave me a small smile, eyes still over my neck worry on his eyes.

I gulped down turning towards the door to leave, i rushed out making my way to the elevators to start my routine at the clinic.

Hoseok wasn’t dumb nor was he slow, I’m sure he was trying to connect the dots about my neck. The fact that he mentioned Yoongi was clear he already suspected him, I should have covered it better.

What if he tells Namjoon?

I sight tiredly, getting inside the elevator I press the third floor button. I’ll just deal with it when it comes, for now I need to work.

Is the only thing I can do to clear my mind from all this mess of problems and snake thoughts.

[…]

My first appointment today was the bunny hybrid from last night but, this time I wasn’t alone. I had my assistant help me today with his treatment, after last night’s events I thought I would be better to have some help with this case, I didn’t wanted to make Yoongi agitated again.

This morning I would start Jungkooks treatment with heat suppressants and vitamins to help with dehydration. He needed to be strong and healthy before we put him into mating.

Today fortunately he was more calm and quiet, I noticed he would look at me from time to time as I talked with my assistant. How would stare at the bandage on my neck, I was a fool for even think he wouldn’t notice. Him having a Uchoa higher sense of smelling sure knew another hybrid had marked me.

- well star with a small dose of suppressant - I tell the assistant as he gives the medication to Jungkook - also make sure he have balanced meals too.

- so… I won’t be able to have my rut now? - Jungkook asked annoyed, eyes staring over me impatient.

- yes, you will - I tell him - but before anything we need to make sure you’re healthy for it, you haven’t been getting the treatments as a hybrid normally would, from the exams results you’re anemic and dehydrated, well first make sure you’re healthy and then I’ll put you into mating processe.

- oh… mating processe - he asked, doe eyes down at his hands on his lap.

- yes, you’ll be able to meet some hybrids and mate - I tell him, the only reason he’s taking the suppressants is to make it easier for us to help him. Bunny hybrids are by far some of the most uncontrollable when on heat, is hard to stop them they would rut with any specie that is close if not taken care off. Is not their fault. They can’t really control it.

He nodded and we carry on with his appointment. The entire time I could see how akward he was as I came closer, checks red from embarrassment. After I was done with his treatment my assistant left first, I said my goodbye but before I left Jungkook called for me.

- yes? - I smiled at him.

- sorry about yesterday- he murmured, playing with his hands over his lap.

- is okay… I forgive you - I tell him.

- I didn’t know you had a mate already… - he said, brown reddish eyes staring deep into mine.

My heart skipped a beat at his words. Mate. Just what was he talking about? Did he perhaps read the scent of Yoongi on me wrong? What did that mean?

I simply couldn’t find an answer for it. But I didn’t had the time for as my phone stared to ring, my next appointment was sat for now.

I checked my next patient and carry on my schedule for the morning. Deciding to let any thoughts about a snake hybrid for later.

The morning stared calm, I didn’t know I would be so busy as time passed. Almost all of my patients today had exams done early today as well as some check ups with them i had to make sure they were healthy and getting their treatments done, some where low on a certain vitamin and some were ready to start the mating process.

Nothing out of the usual. Just busy.

Enough to make me forget about the appointment with Yoongi later, I felt my entire body froze when my phone began to ring Namjoons name shining on the caller. He began to call me nonstop from time to time, still remembering our discussion I didn’t really wanted to talk to him over the phone.

I rushed to the elevators finding Namjoon stading there phone on his ear as he kept calling me, I turned off my phone patting him on the back as I finally stood behind him.

He turned to me, putting his phone down once he notice my presence.

- sorry, busy morning - I tell him, he only nods and signal for me to get in the elevator before him.

As I do he fallows behind pressing the 6th floor buttom. A few floors pass and we don’t say anything, the akward silence inside the elevator was thick enough to cut it with a scissor. I looked at my feet, the sound of paper flipping as Namjoon looked over Yoongis treatments for today.

- he has to take his medication and vitamins as usual - Namjoon says beside me, finally cutting the silence - he will be having his medical bath too for his shedding.

- it’s today? - I turned to him surprised, I thought it would take a few more appointments before we jump to the most troublesome one.

- yes, he’s in a difficult situation, his skin is in a very bad condition - is what he says before the door of the elevators opened.

We both walk out, the way towards Yoongis room is quiet no one says anything. Not thinking much about our disagreement as my mind is filled with thoughts about Yoongis condition, how much he must been lonely all this time in such condition and the fact I would be in the same room while he baths.

Namjoon stops which makes me also stop, looking up I realize we are here already. I give him a small smile and before I can open the door he grabs my arm gently.

He looks troublesome, knowing him he was probably running through the words before saying anything to me, eyes staring into mine in a apologetic expression.

- I’m sorry… - he says, i look up to find worry and regret in his eyes -…. about yesterday, nothing I can say will erase what I said to you but, I’m truly sorry. I know you and how much of a great doctor you are, I’m sure you’ll do great with this case.

- thank you and I forgive you - i say, Namjoon must’ve thought about this a hundred times. I know he would never mean those things we all can get angry at times.

This case it’s the most delicate we had, not only that but is the first time we ever worked together. Everyone can have disagreements sometimes, Namjoon always had been the type to hold his emotions until he explodes and say a few things he might regret. But he’s not a bad person.

Giving him a smile I opened the door to the snake hybrid room, the hot air welcoming as I entered. Bringing memories from last night to the surface of my mind and heat to my face, but I hid it well.

I tried to play it cool as if nothing had happened, begging in my mind that Yoongi wouldn’t comment on any of it in front of Namjoon. It could only make things more difficult than it had to be.

Namjoon fallowed me behind preparing the medication and vitamins for me, the change felt weird for me. I was so used to being the one preparing medicine and tools for the doctors for the first time I was leading one.

At the sound of us and the lights being turned on Yoongi got up from his bed sitting a boring expression on his fratures as he eyes Namjoon behind me head tilting slightly to the side.

- today will start your medical baths to treat your skin - i began nervously, Yoongi looks up at me almost immediately. Glossy eyes and red cheeks. I look at him confused but don’t comment on it.

- here yn - Namjoon says beside me, I smiled at him taking the syringe from his hand.

- I’ll give you your meds and once your bath is ready well take you to it - I tell him stoping in front of him, he only nods brushing his long dark hair away from his face.

I opened his shirt a bit to expose his arm for me to apply the medication, this time Yoongi made a face of discomfort. Something felt off but I just brushed out of my mind, once I was done i returned the syringe to Namjoon. Before I could take one step away from him he held my wrist.

I turned slightly to him only to realize he wasn’t looking at me but the floor, a pained expression on his features eyes closing slowly as he began to fall from the bed.

I moved quickly to hold him before he could hit the ground, holding him tight in my arms he felt hot almost too much for his normal body heat. With my other hand I checked his temperature by touching his forehead, his body weighted over me making me almost fall.

- he has a fever - I tell namjoon. I hear him moving behind me.

- that’s not good - he says closer to me - i should take a few exams then. He should rest a bit before the bath.

- are you sure? - I asked him worried, it happened so fast I wasn’t sure of it.

- yes, trust me - he said. I only nodded.

I hold Yoongi upwards, getting up I take him back to the bed trying my best to lay him down as carefully as I could. Dark glossy eyes starting into mine when my right hand brushed at the back of his neck as I lay his head over the bed, feeling the scales on his skin at the tip of my fingers my breath got stuck on my throat.

I was so lost in his features to realize the delicate touch of his hands sliding up my wrists to my arms, completely mesmerized by him. As if I was being hypnotized, his hands closing over my shoulders to extend them over his head my knee that was between his legs keeping my balance almost giving in. My entire body felt the wave of heat coming from his, needing him, wanting him.

It was wrong. He probably didn’t even knew all of this was happening, he looked completely out of it.

In one breath I took all i had in me to lift myself from top of him, standing in front of him I see how his chest moved up and down as he sighted slowly, he extended his arms up over his head the shirt lifting up a bit as he did so exposing the scales on his hips. He was taking deep breathes, eyes still locked into mine his face was red and I could clearly see the arousal forming under his silk pants.

I quickly turned back feeling my checks hot, not being able to look at namjoon as I made my way to him.

- should we go? - I asked him.

- yeah… it shouldn’t take long for the symptoms to reduce - he says, fallowing me as I walk to the door.

Once I leave the room my body immediately calmed down at the cold air of the clinic, pushing my hair back as I sighted turning back to Namjoon my eyes searching for his in an attempt to forget dark glossy ones.

Even thought I was now out of his room I could still feel the heat from him, like he was inside every cell in my body.

- are you ok? - Namjoon asked, closing the door behind him.

- yeah… - I said, a sight leaving my lips.

He looks at my face for a bit, clearly confused at my reaction trying to understand it. I try not to give his inspection much mind as I see Hoseok coming closer from the other way of the corridor. His orange hair was a big contrast between the white walls, he had a bright smile on his face as he made his way to us.

- what’s this on your neck? - Namjoons voice brought my eyes back to his sharp ones once my brain realized his question.

- oh this… - my hand coming up to cover my neck where Yoongi bite me - nothing… I just burned myself with the curling iron.

- wow that must’ve hurt - he says.

- hey guys - Hoseok stoped beside namjoon giving a smile and I was thankful for him as Namjoon took his attention from me - we ready to take the hybrid?

- take? - I asked, staring at them both confused.

- oh, I forgot to tell you yn - Namjoon turned his attention to me - I won’t be with you for the Hybrid bath, so Hoseok will be your assistance.

He won’t?

- that’s ok but, why? - I asked.

- the female Snake hybrid just got here - he says - Jin told me to take care of her treatments so you’ll be fully in charge of Yoongi from now.

The female was here already. For some reason I get bitter about.

I got an anxious feeling with this situation, as thought I should be happy to be the one to take care of him knowing he trusts me the most between the doctors, the bite was making more nervous.

And the fact that the female hybrids was here only meant one thing, is was almost time for them to take him.

- don’t worry yn, I’ll be with you - Hoseok said, one hand over my shoulder a different light on his eyes but, I couldn’t decipher.

I was still completely lost on Yoongi. How am I supposed to help him?

[…]

We had our lunch break together to discuss the next steps for the mating process, I wish I could say I was happy but knowing they were going to put down Yoongi afterwards made me sick. Not only that but, the fact I would be fully in charge of him now made me even more nervous. For some reason he seems more comfortable around me, yet he bite me the next day.

His behavior was starting to make me confuse, his poison made curious as well. It couldn’t kill but definitely had some effects on the human body, he also mentioned something about it but my mind was so foggy I couldn’t really remember much of what happened or his words.

Looking at the males on the table, my face must’ve told them something was wrong.

- you look like you wanna say something- Hoseok said, taking a sip of his americano.

- no, I’m curious - collecting my thoughts thinking of a way to ask it - Yoongi being a snake hybrid and having poison on his bite… what are the effects?

- oh, that is a good one - Hoseok said, turning to Namjoon - lucky we have the expert right here.

- I’m not expert, Jin just told me something’s from the tests that were run over the poison - Namjoon said.

- what did he say?

- well, the lab didn’t found much on the results as it was like it didn’t have any negative effects except - he came closer to us, talking lower only for our table to hear - it wasn’t enough to kill but, once one of our staffs was bitten they found a change in the structure of the poison.

- Namjoon not everyone is a smart ass like you - Hoseok whispered annoyed - translate please?

- it takes a few days to leave thw body but till it’s completely out of your system, it’s painful - Namjoon said - like being electrocuted or something.

- the guy in the hospital wouldn’t stop moving from the pain and had to be sedated for his treatment - Hoseok said, making sense of Namjoons words who only nodded to him.

- oh… that’s very interesting - i said, looking down at my food.

But I didn’t felt any pain.

I was dizzy but not in pain. I can’t really explain what it felt like apart from tiredness and an intense heat, it was so hot and my whole body felt like in a high.

I couldn’t understand any of it, it seemed the clinic also doesn’t know much about Yoongi. I would have to get the answers from the hybrid himself. I have to know why, this could be important to save him.

After lunch me and Hoseok went our separate ways from Namjoon, we walked quietly through no one said a word and I was thankful for that.

Once we stopped in front of Yoongis door I turned to Hoseok before we entered.

- I have to tell you a few things first - I began.

- yn, is okay is not my first time treating him - Hoseok smiled.

- no you don’t understand, he… doesn’t like other males - I tell him.

- oh only the pretty doctor y/n he likes hum? - he chuckled walking past me, my cheeks went hot.

He moved so fast I didn’t get the chance to stop him, in a second he was inside Yoongis room. I rushed behind him closing the door quickly. My body was getting used to the warmth of his room already.

Standing beside Hoseok I looked at him angrily.

- long time no see Yoongi - he said to the hybrid.

- you must have a death wish then - Yoongi said groggy lifting half of his body only, he had a smirk on his face as he scanned the room.

- you - I said to Hoseok turning him to look me harshly, anger filling me - he is my patient, when I tell you to listen you listen I didn’t let Namjoon risk this and I won’t let you either.

Hoseok looked at me not saying a word, he blinked before swallowing.

- you friend was bitten, do you want to say hi to him in person? - I asked. He only moved his head side to side. - exactly.

I sighted, hand over my forehead. God the males in this clinic are driving me insane.

I turned back to yoongi who was now sitting in his bed, looking at us confused yet amused. The smirk still facing on his lips.

- you feel better now? - I asked him.

- didn’t felt bad before - he answered, eyes looked into mine.

- your bath is ready… - I turned my gaze away from his, the memories from his state before bringing a warmth to my face - Hoseok will help me today.

Turning to Hoseok he walked to me with a collar on his hand.

- here is the collar - he said, showing me the metal collar with a chain. I looked at him in disbelief - what? Is a protocol for red code hybrids no matter the species no matter the case he must wear it.

- okay… give me - i take the collar from his hands, feeling the weight of it before. It had a smart lock and it didn’t weight much, it felt lighter on my hands.

After making sure it wouldn’t bother him I made my way towards the hybrid, Yoongi immediately stood up once I stopped in front of him. Lifting the collar to his neck I could feel his slow breathes hitting my face, sharp eyes scanning my face as put the collar around his neck carefully. Ignoring the look he was giving me. The closeness of our bodies making my checks heat up, locking the collar around his neck making sure is not tight I looked at him searching for any discomfort but he seemed fine with it.

The ghost of the memory of his scales softly touching my fingers was enough to bring my eyes to his, dark shiny orbs looking stray into mine.

I swallowed hard turning away from him. I could feel the heat from his body already.

- let’s go then - i say making my way to the door, ignoring the smirk from Hoseok.

On the way to the baths Hoseok explains to me how the collar works and why is needed, turns out is a way to put the hybrid to sleep if he behaves in a threatening way or tries to scape. He will be electrocuted if he does so, the collar can sense if the levels of adrenaline of the hybrid are off and it will make a sound to alert the one responsible for him before he is electrocuted.

Knowing Yoongi made me cringe at the idea of having him on that collar but, at the same time i understood. I couldn’t deny the truth either. I didn’t know him completely. I thought I did and he bite me. I couldn’t risk it anymore but at the same time, I wouldn’t let him get to that point. At least I would try to.

Having him fallow me in a collar felt weird, holding the chain as he walked beside me between me and Hoseok had a weird affect on me. Hoseok kept talking till we get to the floor, I wouldn’t make any effort to keep the conversation going the heaviness I felt on my shoulders from Yoongis eyes on me was hard to ignore. Even if I try to I wouldn’t be able to make any sense of words.

I knew he was looking at me, I don’t know why though. I couldn’t decipher him at all. He was a mystery I couldn’t get any closer to resolve. Every time I thought I knew him he would change my mind completely.

Once we got there for the bath, Hoseok began to get all the medicine ready for me and I prepared a second hand of clothes for Yoongi. The bathroom was changed to accommodate his needs and it will be his personal bathroom for as long as his skin treatment continues or for as long as they let him live.

The bathroom was big, it had a closet for towels soap, bathrobe and everything might be needed. In the middle of the room was the bathtub, a round bathtub filled with warm water and medicine for his skin.

From his lasts exams the bad state of his skin was stopping him from shedding, making the skin get stuck with layers of dead shedding. We would have to apply the medicine over it and then with the help of warm water remove all the dead skin from his body.

- I’m done yn - said Hoseok behind me. I turned to him after gathering some towels and putting them beside the clothes over a small table that was closer to the bathtub.

- thanks, I’ll take care of it from now - I tell him, giving him a small smile.

- are you sure? - he gave me a look, walking over to me as he looked at Yoongi before whispering - are you ok, being alone with him?

- yes - I whispered back to him, although I wouldn’t mind his presence in the room as I treat Yoongi - and he has the collar right? I’ll be safe.

- ok… if anything happens I’ll run that door opened and get you - at his words I chuckled nodding to him. He gave me a positive sing and walked to the door.

After he left I made my way to Yoongi who still stood there in front of the bathtub not knowing what to do.

I wasn’t the best when it came to his kind of hybrid but, I was good at taking care of wounds.

- so you’re not scared to be alone with me? - Yoongi asked as I came closer.

- well, you did bite me but - I stopped, once my eyes locked with his the same look from before still on his features. Dark glossy eyes and red cheeks. I should hurry with this. It wouldn’t be nice to treat him if he behaves like before, specially when I know nothing how his behavior works. No one knows much about the snake hybrid.

- should a strip for you? - he said suddenly. My eyes staring into his surprised.

- what? - my checks went hot. He chuckled and I notice the amusement over his features. I only nodded.

Making my way to get the medicine for his skin on the other side, I took a few breaths before doing it so.

What was wrong with me?

Grabbing the meds I turned back to him, the sight of his naked back took a breath away from me. He had scales that came from the back of his neck down his hip like a pair of wings, amazed at how unique it looked as well as worried. He clearly has been scratching his back trying to get the dead skin off, marks of scratching and dry blood all over his back.

I swallowed hard as I came closer to him, it looked worst from this close. He’s must have been through so much pain and discomfort.

- I’ll start aplaying the medicine on your back - i state, he didn’t say nothing.

Putting some of the liquid medicine over the cotton clothe on my hand, I began to slightly press it over the parts where he scratched badly. As the skin was dry i first had to clean the wounds before treating them, the hot water would help a lot more.

He still had some shedding to do as a few parts over his scales were coming off when I touched, some could feel disgusted by this but I couldn’t. I was completely shocked at how much they haven’t been treating him right.

- ouch.. - he murmured.

I immediately looked up to check on him, his eyes were closed in a painful expression.

- I’m sorry… I’ll be more gentle - I tell him, which makes him turn towards me. My eyes being meet with his exposed chest.

- not you… - he said, i look up to his eyes - this thing…

He pointed at the collar.

- it’s scratching my neck…

His skin is lot more sentive when shedding no wonder the collar is bothering him so much, not thinking twice about it I move my hands up to take it off from his neck. The click sound of it opening as did so.

- better?

He only nods his head. Glossy eyes still locked with mine.

I blinked, turning to put the collar over the table.

- you should get in the tub now - I tell him - I’ll give you some privacy as you do so….

Before I can turn for him to take off his clothes he holds my wrist.

- you can look… - he said, lips turning up in smirk - I don’t mind you looking at me.

I swallowed before turning away from him. My face was burning hot.

I heard him chuckled before the sound of steps and clothes shuffled, I heard him getting in the water. A breathy moan leaving his lips as did so. A sound so sinful and full of pleasure.

- that’s heaven… - he murmured - you can turn now.

- ok… - I turned to him slowly.

The sight was something else, never would i thought for a second to be here right now being the one to have such mesmerizing sight to look at. He was just sitting there both arms resting on the tub, eyes closed and a relaxed expression on his soft features. A few strands of hair over his face.

Completely naked under water in front of me, his scales shined a lot more now due to the moisture of the hot bath. The smell of lavender filling my lungs as I stand there.

What was it about him that felt so enticing to me?

I never felt this before. I couldn’t explain how he made me feel. With just a few looks and words from him I was completely under a spell, no matter what I was always coming back.

Maybe because I pity him? Maybe because I don’t want him to die?

Maybe, I just like him.

Maybe, just maybe is the way he looks at me. How those dark eyes hold so much mystery, how he’s so comfortable around me and how he looked so heavenly beautiful now.

All wet and comfortable inside that bathtub, how his scales shined so much more now making him look like a diamond himself. As if he was bathing in stars.

All for my eyes only.

- you’re staring at me - at the sound of his low voice I came back to reality. Clearing my throat as I walked closer to the bathtub.

- no I wasn’t - I lied.

At my response he slowly opened his dark eyes to look at mine, a tired expression laying on his features his eyes looked me up and down in silence as a small smile formed on his lips. I tried to look anywhere but him, nervously switching side to side hands behind my back as I stood under his gaze.

Almost cursing myself at it. Why am i so nervous? This shouldn’t bother me this much, I’m his doctor I should be serious.

- come here.

I looked at him stunted at his request.

- what? - i asked.

Maybe I was so overwhelmed by his presence and beautiful naked body in a bathtub in front of me, I began to imagine things.

- you - he said, more demanding this time - come here.

- I’m here. - I said, still not moving at all.

I swallowed hard. Suddenly my feet felt stuck on the ground. I couldn’t move even if I wanted.

- why? - he chuckled, it was unusual to see him smiling like that and he looked absolutely beautiful his entire face lights up when he smiled - you want me to get you?

He looked down at the water then back to me over his lashes, his smile slowly drifting to a smirk. My checks felt hotter then ever. Not wanting to make things more difficult I made my way to him, his eyes never letting go of me. I sat over the edge of the bathtub beside him.

- closer… - he only murmured, eyes running over my face.

I didn’t.

I couldn’t move.

The bite on my neck burned at the thought of getting any closer, the memory was still fresh over my skin. He seemed to notice as his features soften while he came closer to me. Resting his left arm on the edge of the tub to place his chin over his hand. Dark orbs staring at mine as he lifted his right hand up to softly push my hair away from my neck, exposing the bite.

- did I hurt you? - he asked, sounding apologetic.

- a bit… - i manege to say, eyes locked with his - why did you bite me?

- humm… - he murmured, eyes traveling over the bite on my neck up my face - to send a message.

- message? - I blinked still not getting his words.

- you should know… not to come to me smelling like another males rut - he said, a bit of anger on his tone eyes stuck into mine - and he should know not to touch you.

- oh…

He meant Jungkook the bunny hybrid I treated.

Of course. Hybrids get extra sensitive to another’s male scent, Yoongi must’ve had mistaken the situation. Is normal for us doctors to be in contact with hybrids in heat as we must take care of their mating process, i just didn’t know they could leave their scent on me like that.

- well he got your message… - I tell him, akward smile on my face - he thought I had a mate.

I chuckled a bit. Yoongi didn’t laugh though, only looked at me down to the bandage on my neck.

- sorry i hurt you… it wasn’t my intention - he said.

- it’s a bite… I don’t see how that wouldn’t hurt - my voice was lower for some reason, I felt shy around him like this. As if his words had second meanings I didn’t know how to understand.

- mine doesn’t… - at his words I turned my eyes back to his - I could show you but, only if you ask me to.

- I won’t.

- that’s ok for me… - the smile on his face seemed completely different from before, it had a glint of indecency.

I gulped down looking at my feet, cheeks burning hot.

The sound of water turned my attention back to him beside me, he moved closer now on his knees on the bathtub. I looked at him surprised, trying to keep my eyes from darting down towards his body.

If my face was hot before now it was in flames, he tilted his head to the side dark eyes staring right into mine. Drops of water falling from his chin and hair sliding slowly down his skin and scales on his neck.

He looked so fresh and clean, not that he was dirty before but like a new him just emerged from that water.

My breath stopped at my throat at the touch of his hand on my face, the tips of his wet fingers sliding slightly against my chin down my neck and stoping at his bite cover by the bandage. He took it off my skin slowly till the bandage was completely off, throwing it on the floor.

- you didn’t treat it yet - he said as his eyes scanned the wound, eyebrows furrying and voice a mere whisper.

- didn’t have the time yet - I told the truth, the whole morning I’ve been busy trying to forget who gave me the bite.

- in this case I can help…

He brushed my hair away from my neck coming closer to my face, glossy eyes staring at the bite. I immediately stopped him, my cold hand rested against his warm chest from the hot bath. He looked into my eyes as if my action had hurted him, I gulped turning my gaze away from his.

Face warm from nervous, no more bites, not now. I was still recovering from the first bite, another from him and my body would certainly betray me, I could still remember the effects his poison had over me the first time.

- I won’t hurt you… - he whispered, his breath mere centimeters away from my face making me turn to him.

In a second he wrapped one arm around my body holding me down, the other he held the back of my neck.

- No, Yoongi…

I knew I couldn’t fight him, my hands kept sliding against his wet shoulders as I tried to stop him.

But I couldn’t stop him, so I just waited for the pain. For him to sink his teeth over my skin again.

Yet he didn’t.

All he did was leave a long lick over the bite taking my breath away, my hands searching for his shoulder for support afraid a might fall but he only held me tighter.

My entire body was trembling at the feeling of his tongue on my skin, he didn’t stop at one lick and continue to suck on my skin.

- Yoongi?…

His name felt different this time coming from my lips, no bite yet I was in high on his poison again. My body tremble from his hot wet skin over mine, a gasp leaving my lips as he continued to lick over the bite.

At this point I couldn’t find the strength to let go, finger closing in a fist over his wet hair as I held him against my neck. It hit me in waves, the pleasure from his lips on my neck down my entire body.

He groaned against my neck, hand grabbing my hair holding my tightly against his wet body. Nothing made sense to me but it felt so good.

His nose brushed against my neck up to my jaw as he left small kisses and licks against my skin, hand grabbing my hair to make me look at him in the eyes. Glossy dark eyes staring into mine in such blissful way, I felt light headed as I stared into his gaze.

He rested his forehead against mine, small breathes as his hands slides down my body and stoping at my hips.

For a moment we just stared at each other, the tips of my fingers traveling over his shoulders to the scales of his neck touching them slightly. I held his face with both my hands as i caressed his checks with my thumbs, he closed his eyes slowly resting over my touch.

Nothing made more sense to me then us like this now, lips slightly brushing against each other I don’t think twice before closing the distance between us completely.

He groaned against my lips holding my tighter, fingers sliding under my shirt caressing my skin with warm hands. I gasped at the feeling, he bite my bottom lip sucking on it after.

He proceeded to to leave wet kisses along my jaw and down my neck, leaving me breathless. Hands pushing my shirt up at the bottom of my bra exposing my belly, he began to kiss it pushing me against him by the hips licking under my bellybutton.

He looked up at me glossy eyes staring right into mine before letting of me, completely submerging under the water in a big splash leaving me breathless needing more of him.

Emerging afterwards after a few seconds under water, he pushed his now wet black hair back eyes locked with mine the entire time.

He rested himself on the bathtub, a sight leaving his lips my eyes drifting down at his exposed chest.

Only realized I was biting my bottom lip till I taste the blood, the sound of the door opening as Hoseok entered the room waking me up back to reality.

- is almost time… - he said, eyes staring at me then Yoongi - is everything alright?

- it was - Yoongi interrupted, voice low and raspy - till you get in.

Hoseok scoffed walking towards me.

- is alright Hobi… - I tell him, making my way to the table with the towels, making sure my hair is covering the bite on my neck.

I took one and bringing it to Yoongi lifting the towel up for him to take.

- here - I tell him - dry yourself and then put on the clothes over the table.

He lifts himself up from the bath making his way where I stood, completely naked and wet. Eyes looking me up and down, the memories from a few moments ago making my cheeks burn. I kept my gaze on anything besides him, still noticing how he smirked while taking the towel from my hand with wet fingers.

I cleared my throat turning to walk to Hoseok who stood there just watching, stoping in front of him who looked at me, as if waiting for me to explain. I smiled awkwardly at him.

I didn’t say anything and just stood there, waiting for Yoongi to dry himself and get dressed. It didn’t took long though. Thankfully.

- done - Yoongi said behind me, I turned to find him right behind me the collar on his hand as he gave it to me.

I looked at him, for some reason i didn’t wanted to put it on him. I wish I could just walk normally with him to his room but, I had to fallow the protocols. I sight left my lips while locked the collar back around his neck.

He only stared at me, no discomfort on his face he had a calm expression over his soft features.

- lest go then - Hoseok said.

He walked ahead of us the entire time till we get to Yoongis room. For the first time Hoseok was quiet and I wondered what might have been the reason, he usually was so bright and never quiet. It made me worry I might have said something or if something happened while I was with Yoongi.

Could it be…. Maybe he heard us?

My cheeks burned at the thought. Oh no. Not him. Not Hoseok…. He will never let it go if he heard it.

Shit I was in trouble.

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Notes: here it is! Finally! Hehe, sorry for any grammatical errors! 🥹

Did you know? Snakes lick all over their potential partner for mating to know if they are healthy? Hehe now you know 🤭

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Dayummmm 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 D-Day out now

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part one | part two

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summary: your arranged husband punishes you after causing a scene and acting like a brat.

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summary: you are the cover girl for jungkook's upcoming clothing line, JJK. said man, just can't keep his eyes off of you as you model his designs.

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reckless. min yoongi au

⭑ summary: an empty bed and three women in black. two things that are very different in nature yet are the very same things that end up being the reason why yoongi’s life takes an unexpected turn in more ways than one.

⭑ pairings: min yoongi x black!female reader

⭑ warnings/tags: mentions of blood and murder, cursing but not too much, reader is the head of a mafia

⭑ notes: this is a super condensed drabble-like version of a fic idea that i have that isn’t completely fleshed out nor is it written yet. i thought about keeping the fic to myself until i actually wrote it, but decided that i wanna share it in small increments like this instead (: (kind of like my own little way of getting my creative juices flowing i guess). please note that these drabbles will not be copy and pasted into the final version of the fic! feel free to leave your thoughts and i hope that you guys enjoy! x

THIS IS SO fucking boring, yoongi thought to himself as he dropped his gaze to his paper once more.

he couldn’t tell you what page they were on nor could he tell you what they were even talking about. all yoongi knew was that he was going to have a lot of catching up to do once the meeting was over and he was not looking forward to it at all. his mind starts to drift once more and he wonders how you did it. how were you able to pay attention in these meetings? how were you able to stay awake without banging your head against the table every five seconds? how were you able to do this back to back for sometimes a week straight?

yoongi will admit that he underestimated this part of the job. when things were initially thrusted onto him months ago, he found himself worrying about everything under the sun; how to talk to the other executives, how to manage the company’s payroll - shit, he was even worried about the plants in the lobby. it was silly, yes, but yoongi was truly clueless about his new position.

he still remembers the relief he felt when he was told that he’d be having someone guide him along for the first few weeks. it was one of the many things that you had set up before your sudden departure and yoongi couldn’t have been more thankful.

but the meetings.

god, the fucking meetings.

that was something that he wasn’t prepared for at all.

yoongi had no problem talking.

despite how nerve wracking it could be at times, yoongi was a natural at talking in meetings. so much so that he’s lead a couple of them himself and had everyone in the room singing him praises for days afterwards. talking was the last thing that min yoongi ever had to worry about in a meeting.

no, what was really his problem - his achilles heel, if you will - was having to hear others talk for long periods of time. he hated it. no, he despised it. yoongi despised how much time he had to waste listening to a room full of men drone on and on about things that they clearly didn’t care about let alone took time to read up on - another thing that he had come to hate about the meetings, too. seeing the look of shock on the other executives and assistants faces whenever he spoke was enough for yoongi to know that he was the only one in the room who actually knew what he was talking about.

he softly scoffed and shook his head.

what a bunch of morons, he thought.

yoongi’s mind was about to wander off again, but his thoughts came to a sudden halt when the lights flickered back on and the projector began to get shut down. breathing out a sigh of relief, he pushed his chair back and glanced around the room. the meeting was finally over.

yoongi stood up and began to gather his things which wasn’t much to begin with. a few of the associates started to come up to him and greet him before striking up meaningless conversation. he answered back with a small smile on his face and feigned interest in his voice; this was nothing but routine as usual for him. after another five minutes of fake smiles and promises of catching up over some lunch and golf, yoongi was finally able to leave.

as soon as he stepped inside of his office, yoongi threw his things down on the nearby coffee table and took a seat on the couch. just as he was about to shift into a comfortable position to lay down in, there was a knock at his door. he contemplated over whether or not he should answer.

maybe if i stay quiet they’ll go away, the tired man thought to himself.

“mr min? are you in there?” a familiar voice called out, words slightly muffled by the door.

yoongi sighed.

“yes, jongho, come in,” he replied.

jongho, his assistant, poked his head through the crack in the door and smiled before walking in. yoongi took note of the papers in the younger man’s hands and silently prayed that they weren’t for him. he couldn’t handle any more paperwork for the day.

“you look like shit” jongho said as he took a seat across from yoongi who was now sporting an irritated look on his face.

“wow, jongho, thank you so much for noticing. anything else you wanna point out?” yoongi asked in a sarcastic tone.

jongho giggled and shook his head before saying, “i’m just messing with you, sir. seriously, though, you look pretty tired. is everything okay?”

yoongi nodded and replied, “i’m fine. that meeting just sucked the life out of me is all.”

“figures. i saw lee on my way here and had a feeling that the meeting was shit as usual.”

“that bastard never knows what he’s talking about yet still shows up and wastes everyone’s time. why do we keep doing business with him anyways?”

“he’s an investor, mr min. but if it makes you feel better, y/n didn’t like him either. she always hoped that he’d have an accident and wouldn’t show up.”

“of course she did,” yoongi muttered with a small smile upon hearing your name. “anyways, what’s up? are those papers for me?”

“no, no, these are for me. i just came in here to remind you that you have dinner with kim and park tonight” jongho said.

“thank you, i almost forgot about it. the dinner’s at eight, right?” yoongi asked as he rose to a standing position.

jongho followed suit as he answered, “yes. do you need me to get anything for you to bring later?”

“no, that’s okay,” yoongi said with a wave of his hand. “we’re eating at jimin’s anyways and i usually don’t bring anything, so.”

jongho nodded in response. “alright then, sounds good. i have to go and fax these documents, but is there anything else that you need from me?” he asked.

yoongi shook his head and waved his hand once more, signaling to jongho that he was free to go. once the door was closed shut, he settled into his chair and logged back into his computer. as he waited for the screen to load, he glanced at the time, but quickly wished that he hadn’t.

12:45 PM.

“you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me…” yoongi muttered.

⭑ ⭑ ⭑ ⭑

maybe it was the long day that he had or maybe it was the glass of whiskey that he had before he came, but yoongi was almost positive that there was something wrong with his eyesight. he blinked once, twice, three times before he glanced at namjoon then at jimin then back at namjoon once more. the older of the two casually sipped away at his champagne while the younger wiped his red stained hand with a napkin.

sucking in a breath, yoongi asked, “are you two going to tell me what the fuck is going on or am i supposed to pretend that i don’t see all of… this in front me?”

silence.

“hello? i know that you two heard me. answer my question” yoongi said, annoyance clear in his voice.

silence.

yoongi’s grip on his wine glass tightened.

“answer me right now or i swear to fucking god-” yoongi started saying, but he was cut off by namjoon who finally decided to speak.

“i’m not the one who’s covered in blood here. if anything, jimin should be the one to explain himself” namjoon spoke.

jimin scoffed and quickly replied, “you may not be covered in blood, but the both of us are responsible for spilling it.”

yoongi’s eyes widened at jimin’s words.

“excuse me? what is he talking about? what are you talking about, jimin?” yoongi asked as he looked between the two.

his words, however, fell on deaf ears. neither namjoon nor jimin were paying attention to him. the pair was too busy bickering with one another and throwing around curse words instead.

“why the fuck didn’t you clean yourself up afterwards? you knew we were having dinner tonight.”

“you say it as if i purposely decided to show up in bloody clothes.”

“did you not? you’re literally sitting at the dinner table looking like you just finished slaughtering a fucking pig.”

“i mean, well, technically i did slaughter a pig tonight. so…”

now yoongi was really confused.

“wait, you- you slaughtered a pig before dinner? the two of you?” he asked in a confused tone.

“no, yoongi,” jimin said with a sigh. he looked away from namjoon then to yoongi as he continued. “we didn’t- i didn’t kill a literal pig tonight. i killed a man.”

yoongi couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“you killed… a man.”

“yes.”

“and you’re covered in blood.”

“yes.”

“his blood. that man’s blood.”

“yes.”

“not a pig’s blood?”

“not a pig’s blood,” jimin confirmed before chuckling. “jeez, why are you acting like you’ve never seen someone covered in blood before? did y/n not come home looking like this?”

yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed. he shook his head and said, “no, she didn’t. why would y/n come home like that anyways?”

with those words, it was now namjoon and jimin’s turn to be confused. they glanced at one another before glancing at yoongi who looked just as, if not more, confused as they did.

“yoongi, do you…” namjoon started slowly, pausing for a moment to think about what he was going to say. “do you know what y/n does? like, what she really does?”

“she runs the company that her father left for her,” yoongi answered almost immediately. “why? is there another company that she’s running or something?”

jimin jumped in, “not a company per se. more like a… business of some sort. well, businesses.”

“businesses?” yoongi parroted. “what do you mean businesses? namjoon, what the hell is jimin talking about? what are you two talking about?”

jimin and namjoon looked at each other once again with an unreadable expression on their faces. a sudden wave of anxiety washed over yoongi as he watched the pair with curiosity. he didn’t know it then, but what was about to come out of their mouths would ring in his ears for days to come.

“yoongi,” jimin started in a low, serious tone. “i’m not sure what y/n told you, but… the company isn’t the only thing that her father left for her. nor is she just the head of it.”

namjoon continued in the same tone, “y/n isn’t just another name in the business world, yoongi. she is the sole heir of the jade dragons.”

yoongi’s stomach started to turn.

“heir? she’s the heir?” yoongi muttered.

namjoon nodded in response.

“heir… so that means that she’s…” yoongi couldn’t say it. his tongue felt heavy and it was like the words were all of a sudden stuck in his throat.

he started shaking his head in disbelief.

this had to be some kind of sick and twisted joke, right?

“no,” yoongi said with his voice raised. “no, you’re lying, namjoon. you have to be. you have to be fucking lying to me right now.”

yoongi suddenly stood up from his chair, prompting namjoon and jimin to the same. jimin glanced at the wine glass that yoongi hadn’t put down since the conversation started and noticed how much tighter he was gripping it. it looked like it was about to break any second.

“yoongi, i know you’re in shock right now,” jimin said calmly. “but i think you should put the glass down. you’re going to hurt yourself.”

“that’s what you’re concerned about? and not the fact that you two have been fucking lying to me this entire time?” yoongi asked in disbelief.

“yes. i mean, no. i mean- look, i can explain everything, okay? i just don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“tell me it isn’t true.”

“yoongi, i…”

“tell me it isn’t true, jimin.”

“i can’t… yoongi, i can’t.”

no.

“jimin, i swear to fucking god. tell me right now that it isn’t true.”

please, jimin.

“it’s true, yoongi.”

please.

“no. it can’t be.”

please.

“it is, yoongi. it’s true. we’re not lying.”

please.

the sound of the wine glass suddenly breaking filled the room. yoongi could barely register the small pieces of glass that were now digging into his skin and drawing blood. namjoon reached across the table to assess yoongi’s hand, but he moved his hand away and stepped back.

“she’s the head now, isn’t she? she’s the head of the jade dragons” yoongi spoke quietly.

namjoon lowered his head and sighed before humming in agreement.

yoongi opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. he didn’t know what to say. what was there to be said, anyways? the woman that he once knew was now a stranger—a fact that yoongi tried to ignore since the day that you left, but was now irrefutable—and so were the two men that stood in front of him.

strangers.

the four of you were nothing but strangers to one another.

and maybe that’s all you’d ever be now.

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nanamismoonchild · 10 months

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Ohhh you know I had to stop by for these requests! I'm think bout BTS reaction to seeing you in a sundress.

You know I love that mind of yours!

Bet

Seokjin

He's wondering who you're out here trying to look cute for

Oh wait...him.

He needs to go put on something that matches

You can't be worldwide beautiful without the worldwide handsome boo

Yoongi

"Change."

Hoseok

This man is about to cry.

Because how did he get so lucky.

You're wearing the tight sundress he had bought you weeks ago and you finally said sun's out, tits out and he couldn't be happier.

Namjoon:

He'd probably buy a flowy sundress

Takes you to the park and has a picnic

Eats your ass food too

Jimin

Takes you to a place he knows

Might end up dancing and he'll literally swoop you off your feet

Might also start at your tatalinas

Taehyung

This classy man is gonna buy the classiest sundress.

Once you put it on, he's taking you OUT literally and figuratively

Jungkook

Do not let this man get his hands on you pooh

You're not gonna be able to leave the apartment 🥲

#bts #namjoon #jungkook #jimin #taehyung #yoongi #hoseok #seokjin #bts smut #bangtan #bts x black girl #bts x black reader

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Dis Is Live!

wc: 3.2k ~✩~ A/n: Inspired from a twitter/X thread years ago

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'𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐈𝐓! Why the hell is this blouse so tight! I could've sworn it fit perfectly before...'

You cringe at the tightness of the fabric as it sticks your chest like a second skin.

Leaving the house in a hurry, it was only until meeting your interviewer face-to-face were you finally able to acknowledge the snug clothing.

Luckily you had enough jitters to bring a jacket and was able to use it as a cover-up.

"So Ms. [Last Name], I understand you have the experience of doing tasks such as scheduling events and appointments?"

You break out of your distressed bubble with a jump before catching sight of the male walking down the hall, quickly trailing after.

"Y-yes sir. I have done countless jobs of setting up plans and meetings during my two-year internship for Yu Inc."

His brows raise at your words. "Yu Inc. you say? That's a very well-known business. Can I ask why you choose specifically this company? Why not stay with them?"

"Well..." You meet his questioning gaze with a small smile, "when creating a name for yourself- especially in the entertainment business- it's a known possibility of failing. But even so, you still had hope and tried. There's not many people out there who would've done what you did. And I admire that. So much in fact that I want to help support what you're doing as much as possible."

He suddenly stops in his stride causing you to give him a lost look.

"You're right. And I'll be eternally grateful for having the determination and people I trust behind me to help make my dream come true. I can't say much of the later future..."

Your eyes slightly widen when he holds out his hand with a blinding smile. "But what I can say that it would be an honor to work with you Ms. [Last Name]."

"Wait...does that mean-"

"Welcome to Hybe Co.!"

"Oh thank you very much sir! I promise to work very hard and contribute to the company." He lets out a hearty laugh when you grab his hands with an energetic shake.

"Please, Bang PD's just fine. No need for such formalities now that you're part of the family."

"Okay...Bang PD." You hesitantly try out his name, jaw clenching at suppressing the urge to address him more formally.

He claps his hands, a gleam of happiness shines in his eyes as they crinkle on the sides. "Excellent! You will officially start working tomorrow morning. Now, before we continue, do you have any questions for me?"

"Yes I do in fact. They're mostly about the contract and all of the benefits from this job."

Bang PD nods in understanding, "Of course, so the benefits you will receive—"

"Bang PD-Nim!"

You both turn towards the frantic call to see a breathless woman running over.

"There's been an abrupt change in the scheduled meeting with Fila Inc. It seems they're only open for today, the next three months have been filled."

The older man's face falls at the news before letting out silent curses. "Alright. Are they already here?"

"Yes. In your office as we speak."

"Okay, let's go then." Bang PD says as he takes a stack of folders from her outstretched hands, but before he could fully exit the room you call out his name.

"Yes?" He answers in a rushed tone, one hand tightly grasping the documents while the other straightens his tie and glasses.

"I'm sorry, but what should I do while you're gone? I mean, you still have to explain to me the rest of what my job consists of. Unless of course, I can come back another day?"

"No!" You jump at his shout causing him to give an apologetic smile, "Sorry about that. But to answer your question, I can't. With the rest of the month's schedule being packed twenty-four-seven, I won't have a free slot to situate you in. So while I'm gone please feel free to walk around and get yourself acquainted with the building. Once I return, I'll be able to answer any questions you have."

"Okay. So when do you think you'll be finished with the..." Your words trail off once realizing that he's no longer there,"...meeting?"

Eyes still planted on the shut door, you finally break the silence with a scoff of disbelief. "Well ain't that a bitch."

Smacking your lips, you stand up with a hum, "Guess I'll go look around then."

With that, you make your way to the door.

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After spending a good twenty-minutes roaming and getting used to routes of the building, you decide its time for a snack break, moving to the nearest snack machine.

You dig through your purse with a sigh and grab the needed amount for your chosen drink. It drops to the bottom with a muted thud causing a small cheer to leave your lips.

Beverage in hand, you continue looking around the building. Music filters from speakers above leaving you content and begin to hum along, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.

Unfortunately, that peacefulness soon turns into frustration when you try to put the straw into the juice box.

Forcing the weak plastic in with way more strength than needed, your cry of victory quickly turns into one of shock when a good portion of the juice spills on you.

"Goddammit!" You let out a groan, swiftly taking off the jacket before the cold liquid could seep all the way through.

But that action was deemed useless upon noticing a wet spot decorating your once clean white blouse.

'Shit...I can't walk out of here with this big ass stain. I need to get this cleaned up pronto.'

Moving down the hall in search of a restroom, your steps falter when seeing how unfamiliar the area was.

"First the juice now this? Great..."

Body hunched over in defeat, you perk up at the sight of a man coming from the opposite direction.

"Hey-um excuse me!"

He slows down at the sound of your voice, freezing in place upon spotting you.

Scurrying over to him, you plaster an awkward smile. "Yeah..hi? I'm sorry to disturb you, but I new here. And I kinda had a little accident with my juice when I was trying to..."

Unknowingly to you, as you continue to ramble, a pair of eyes take in your figure.

"Oh...shit!" He hisses under his breath as a low gasp escapes him.

"So yeah...I was wondering if you know where the nearest restroom may be located." You finish your statement in time to see him staring at you with a shocked expression.

"Um...hello?"

"Goddamn!"

Your brows raise at the man as he continues to openly ogle at you without a care in the world. "E-excuse me?"

Finally breaking out of the trance with a jump, his eyes shift back and forth from your chest to the unamused expression on your face.

"I-I mean...ah my back! Goddamn I say goddamn!" You blink in confusion when he howls in pain, his body dramatically falling to the ground as he holds his back.

"Oh sh-are you okay?! Do you need me to call someone for you?" You bend down to get a closer look with a concerned frown.

He looks at you with a strained smile before quickly getting up from the floor. "Ah n-no need! I experience this very often, so I can just walk there myself."

"Are you su-"

"Thank you for caring! Have a nice day!" His voice rings throughout the hall as he hobbles away, hand placed on his lower back like an old man.

"Wait! What about the rest...room?" You roll your eyes in irritation, arms crossed with a huff, "well that was quite the first impression."

Turning to start your journey of searching for the restroom once more, you stop when another man appears in your line of view.

"Hi! Excuse me, can you please tell me where your restrooms are?"

"Sure," he looks up from his phone with a smile, dimples formed on both sides, "all you have to do it take a-"

He abruptly stops talking, eyes widening once they take in your-ahem, attire. "Ahh...ek!"

You blankly stare at him as he stumbles over his words, a light blush coating the apple of his cheeks.

"What?"

"Asdfghjk! I-I gotta go! Bye!"

Opening your mouth to question him, it quickly closes when he bolts down the hall, leaving you in the dust.

"...the hell is wrong with these people?!"

Just as you were about to follow after him two more males make an appearance.

If it were any other day, you would've stopped at how shockingly handsome the two were, from the blue and pink fluffy hair on their heads to the way they walked with so much grace and confidence that only a celebrity could do.

But today was not the day to do so.

So while they had yet to see you by the playful jabs and taunting given to one another, you quickly take the chance and stepped right in front of them.

They slightly jump in surprise before relaxing when seeing it was only you.

"Excuse me but can you tell me where the restrooms are?" You force a smile, the clear tone of impatience could be heard in your strained voice.

"Sure thing," the one on the right speaks up with a bright smile, his deep voice strongly contradicting the childish aura around him, "it's...ah..."

His voice trails off as he looks down at your chest, eyes bulging out of his head.

"Well?" You ask, foot tapping in frustration.

"What are you looking at?" His friend asks with a push to the shoulder, but the taller male continues to stare at you in awe.

"I'm sorry. He's not usually like this," the young man giggles, rubbing the back of his head. "So what do you need help with?"

"Finding the restroom. As you can see, I really need to clean this...stain" you explain, gesturing to the vivid patch on your shirt.

"Sure. It's down the hall to the..." his sentence trails off, eyes zoning in on your chest.

Choking on what seemed to be nothing, gibberish spills from his plump lips as he stares unabashedly.

Following where their unwavering eyes went, you snort in disbelief. 'Now this some bullshit! Why the fuck are these grown-ass men acting like a tiddy popped out my shirt or something?'

"Oh yeah? To the what?" You ask, crossing your arms, done with all of the interactions you've faced so far today.

While you hadn't realized the action caused your breasts to pop out even more, these two on the other hand witnessed the entire thing causing them to hold onto each other's arm for support.

"We've seen heaven," one whimper, a dazed look spreading across his face.

"God has blessed this woman," the other mumbles, his eyes never straying away from your chest for one second.

"Excuse me?" Growing unsettled by their intense stares you loudly clap in their faces, snapping them out of it.

"I-I mean, God has blessed us all to live and see another day!"

The bluenette, who seemed to have caught on to what he was doing, quickly joined in.

"Hallelujah! Praise the all mighty and his greatness! God is good all the time, and all the time God is good~" He begins to stomp his feet, happily singing out random church phrases as he bends down with his hands at his back.

You share a lost look with his friend, lips pursed at what seemed to be him having caught the Holy Spirit.

"Do you feel it? I said do you feel i-" Fortunately for you, the male's preaching was ended by the murderous glare of his shorter counterpart.

Turning to you with a smile, you silently awe at the way his eyes disappear into the shape of crescent moons.

"What he means to say was how not only is the Lord good to you, but to us. Come, my brother, and let us rejoice in his name to those in need of it." Yanking his friend by the elbow, they make a run down the hallway.

"But w-what about the restroom?!"

"Just down the hall to your right!" One of them shouts out before bounding around the corner.

"I swear all of the shit happening today better be a one-time thing. 'Cause I'll be damned if I have to deal with this every day." And with that, you make your way towards the bathroom as directed.

Hoseok's eyes skim over the countless comments with vigor until they land on one that catches his interest.

[Army4life]: Where are the others?

"Um, Suga is right behind me. Say hi to ARMYS hyung~" the rapper leans to the side to reveal the silent male.

Yoongi slowly looks up from his phone with a sigh, a bored look donning his face as he puts up a peace sign before going back to the device.

"Well...but as for the others, they're coming soon! Most likely getting some food."

[Hobi's-Flower]: Have you been taking care of yourself?

Hoseok stares at the sincere question with a small smile. "Yes thank you! I made sure to get enough sleep and eat the right foods."

[JoonsBigDic]: Do you have any kinks?

"W-what?" Faltering at the sudden change of subject, his face flushes in embarrassment and shock, "m-my kinks? I don't think I should answer that."

[SugawiththatTae]: he blushing! Awww

[Mochicoochie]: now I wanna know what it is

[KookieCrumble]: y'all J-Hope got a kink!

[BangtanWhore]: bet it's choking 👀

"N-now wait a minute I never said th-"

His words were cut off by the sudden slam of the door.

Quickly turning towards the source of the interruption, Hoseok frowns at a wide-eyed Jin stepping into the room.

"Hoseok you ain't gonna believe me when I say this shit! When I say my eyes been fucking blessed!"

The idol chokes on his spit and nervously takes a peek at the recording camera. "Hold up! Just let me turn it off right quic-"

"Tell me why this girl walked up to me because she was lost or some shit. But the thing was... she had some big ass tiddies!"

"SHUT UP THIS IS LIVE!"

Hearing the younger male's panicked words, Jin looks at the camera and pales in realization. "Oh..."

The room goes quiet.

Not knowing what to do, they just continue to sit/stand there, eyes constantly shifting from the camera to each other.

"Did...did this really just happened?" Jin silently mumbles to himself as he stares off in space, Hoseok sending him a heated glare from the corner of his eyes.

"Aye y'all!" The duo turn their attention to a giddy Namjoon as he walks into the room, "Did you see the girl outsi-"

Jin and Hoseok quickly hold their hands out with frantic head shakes.

"SHHH! SHUT THE FUCK UP JOON!"

"HOLD ON WE LIV-"

"WITH THEM BIG ASS TIDDIES?!"

Closing his eyes, Jin lets out a sigh and covers his face in embarrassment.

Hoseok, on the other hand, just blankly stares at the floor with pursed lips.

"Did I say something wrong?" Namjoon frowns at their actions before pulling out his phone when it vibrates.

A moment of silence pass as the leader checks the device only for his eyes to widen. "U-um, guys? W-why it...why it say y'all on live right now?"

"Cause we are...fuck! We're in so much trouble..." Hoseok curls up in his chair, heart dropping at the thought of millions of people watching them.

"The hell nobody said anything?!"

"That's what we been trying to tell your stick-bodied ass before you started flipping at the mouth!" Jin roars out at the younger's attempt of blaming them.

Hoseok scoffs at his words. "You ain't no better! If I recall this shit started when you popped up talking 'bout she had some big ass tiddies."

The vocalist's mouth drops in disbelief. "Well excuse me for wanting to enlighten you on one of the best sights of my life! And if we're being honest, it's your fault to begin with."

"What th-my fault?!"

"Yeah! Who the hell do V-Lives without telling anyone else? It's because of your irresponsible ass that we got into this mess."

As the two continue to banter back in forth, Yoongi finally has enough of the drama and gets up.

"Hey...I said hey! I sai-AYE! BOTH OF Y'ALL SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Satisfied with their obedience, he walks up in the camera view and takes it away from Hoseok's spot.

"Um..." His lips pucker into an awkward pout, eyes shifting before forcing out a fake laugh, "w-we can explain. You see...what had happened was that they just playing around and-"

"AYE YO YOU PEEPED THEM BREASTESES?!" The rapper's excuse was cut off by the loud voice of Jimin as he walks into the room with a trailing Taehyung.

The younger of the two quickly nods his head in agreement. "On God! I'd suck the tiddie juice right out them hoes!"

"ShUT UP!" Yoongi screams out with wide eyes causing the maknaes to freeze in caution.

"The hell happened in here?" Jimin looks at their pale faces in confusion, gaze swiftly skimming over the room only to do a double-take at the recording camera.

"I swear. Acting as if y'all seen a ghost or some shi-fuck! Why'd you do that?!" Hissing at the pain of being jabbed in the side, Taehyung's narrowed eyes follow where the idol was pointing only to widen, "o-oh...y'all filming?"

After catching the sight of Taehyung closing his mouth and Jimin staring at the floor in silent shock, the camera is pulled closer to Yoongi's face.

With the view now consisting of sharp cat-like eyes and a small button nose filling the lens, the others look at one another for the next step.

But even that seemed to be useless since they didn't know what to do.

Taking a look at his phone, Namjoon groans at the wave of comments filling the screen.

[LilMarco]: THEY TALKING BOUT TIDDIES

[Juanpito]: SAY HEY TO MEXICO 🇲🇽🇲🇽

[Kpopper68]: YOU THINK THEY TALKING, ABOUT JESSI?

[ATEEZbby]: CAN'T RELATE #ITTY-BITTY TITTY-COMMITTEE 😞

[Winxanity_ii]: TAEHYUNG SAID SUM BOUT TIDDIE JUICE

'Ah shit...'

After the shock of what he had just seen finally passes over, Jungkook puts down his phone with a shake of his head.

"I leave to go to the bathroom and all this happens? Tch...can't do shit!"

Getting up from the toilet, he quickly cleans up and walks towards the room next over.

'How the hell we ain't get disbanded yet?'

Peeping into the room, he spots the rest of the members just standing there with lost expressions.

"Ha...I'm just gonna take this." Slowly walking over to Yoongi, Jungkook carefully takes the still recording camera away from his hands.

"Lmao good joke guys! Bye ARMY, saranghae or whatever," giving the camera a stiff smile and wave, he turns it off.

The room goes quiet before Jungkook turns to the group with crossed arms. "Really? Tiddies? And in front of possibly millions of people no less! That's what we gonna risk everything for?"

Heads lowered in shame from the maknae's scolding, eyes are downcasted to the floor in avoidance of meeting his seething gaze.

"So what do have to say for yourselves?"

"Did you..." Everyone turns their attention to Jimin as he gives the taller male a sheepish smile, "d-did you see her tiddies?"

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lovecoree · 1 year

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 — 𝐁𝐓𝐒

pair: bts x short blackfem!reader

synopsis: head canons of being with BTS members.

warning: reader is black coded, reader uses she/her prns, reader have Trinidad and tabago Caribbean roots, let me know if I miss anything!

a/n: requested by @lelewright1234

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊𝐉𝐈𝐍

obsessed with your cooking. I’m talking about the best food he ever had in his life. Jin loves trying different foods. When it come to you cooking for him he’s always thankful and loves the food. “I can’t wait to eat your delicious food babe!”

You and seokjin have been dating for 6 months and he’s already thinking about popping the question.

The location is beautiful. Nice sunset view, the bright beautiful ocean, the sand that feels nice on your toes as he gets down on one knee, opening up the black velvet box revealing the big diamond rock.

It was beautiful and perfect.

Of course you said yes. Being with him was amazing and he could say the same.

Enjoying being newlyweds as y’all both explore each other’s culture is beautiful and fun and would bring so much happy memories.

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍

Married for three years and have one daughter.

Namjoon taking pictures and videos of you and your four year old daughter dancing to machel Montano songs. Smiling as you and your daughter laugh together.

Namjoon trying to figure out how to fix y’all daughters hair for school.

“Princess you have beautiful hair.”

You watched as Namjoon put y’all daughters hair into two big bush pigtails perfectly.

“Not bad.” You smiled. “Learned from the best.” He smiled kissing you on the lips.

𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈

Helps you out around the house making sure to tease you as you waddle your way into the kitchen.

You’re five months pregnant and you’re expecting a baby boy!

You pout as you try your best to grab a cup from the cabinet, Yoongi comes up behind you grabbing your favorite cup and sitting it on the counter, kissing your cheek he smiled while rubbing your baby bump.

“My short baby.” Your pout only made him tease you more.

“Ok, make your own food tonight.” Your thick accent coming out whenever your mood swings kick in.

Yoongi immediately stops laughing and try his best to convince you to let him eat your amazing food.

“Ok baby I’m sorry.”

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊

loves..I mean LOVES the carnivals.

He’s so mesmerized by the way you dance, smiling as you dance to the beat. Your red costume complimenting your skin great, your hair nicely done. You are beautiful!

He couldn’t take his eyes off of you the whole night.

You send him a sly wink when you got closer, moving your hips as he tries to catch his breath.

You are even more happy to teach him how to dance to your music when he ask you once y’all both got home.

Him giving you a nice massage after you change out of your costume and wrapped up your hair.

“You were amazing baby, I can’t wait to see you perform again.”

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍

Been married for two years and still gets shy seeing you in your costumes for the festivals you attend.

You find it cute as he tries his best to look at your eyes the whole time.

Once alone he’s not afraid to roam his hands on your body.

“You look beautiful jagiya.”

Talks about having kids together.

One girl and one boy.

“Imagine walking around pregnant, you’ll look stunning.”

“You’ll make a wonderful mother.”

“Are kids might be short since we both lack height.”

“HEY!”

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆

Brags about your cooking to his group.

“Yup my beautiful girlfriend made me a delicious meal.”

“She makes the best food ever.”

His parents making you lunch for you when you go to work.

Your boyfriend leaving cute notes in the lunchbox for you.

“Have a lovely day babe.”

“Don’t over work yourself <3”

“I miss you already.”

Being a nurse comes in handy, but sometimes Taehyung use it for any excuse as possible.”

“Look baby, I’m bleeding badly.”

“Tae.. it’s just a paper cut.”

𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

Teases you..I mean full on teases you as a hobby.

“You need help reaching that.”

“My short girlfriend needs help, hmm?”

“Aww are you mad at me? I’m sorry babe.” No matter how much he apologizes he gots a playful grin plastered on his face.

Takes care off you

Loves watching you get ready for work

Friday nights y’all both watch a movie together and enjoy the food you prepare.

Carries you to bed when you fall asleep through half of the movie.

“Good night beautiful.”

#black reader #fluff #black fem reader #bts #bts x black girl #bts x black reader #bts x female reader #bts x poc #bts x reader #bts seokjin #bts namjoon #yoongi #hoseok #bts jimin #bts taehyung #jungkook #bts fic

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sweetestofchaos · 2 years

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Y/N is an American music artist and things get serious with Seokjin ♫ Part 9 ♫ 2k

SFW // Interracial Relationship // Strangers to Lovers // Cursing // Heavy Kissing // Suggestive Actions // Ass Grabbing // Grinding // Alcohol // SOL // Fluff // Part 8 // Part 10

🇲🇦🇸🇹🇪🇷🇱🇮🇸🇹

ᴳⁱᶠ ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ‧ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵒⁿ ᴾⁱⁿᵗᵉʳᵉˢᵗ

a/n: Bolded text means that Y/N is speaking Korean and butterfly divider made by @benkeibear

Y/N and Taehyung are currently trending on Twitter thanks to Yoongi finally uploading the two of them singing along to Nive’s Like A Fool. Army and Steller alike are asking for a collab between the two while others are begging for Summer Gravity to do songs with each member of BTS. Y/N thinks it’s sweet and to add more fuel to the fire, she uploads a few of her pictures from her outing with Yoongi, Namjoon, and Seokjin the day after on Instagram. She laughs to herself while she jogs on a treadmill, watching as Twitter goes insane. Y/N’s phone vibrates and lights up with a picture of Seokjin and herself wearing matching hoodies on the screen. Tapping the green call button, Y/N answers the phone with a smile on her face.

“You’re on break early.”

“I had to use the bathroom and thought I would check in on you.”

“You thought of me while taking a-”

“Yah!” Seokjin quickly interrupts Y/N, and she laughs knowing that Seokjin’s ears are bright red.

“How’s practice going?” Y/N giggles as she slowly brings herself to a slow stop on the treadmill.

“They’ve changed up the choreo a little to one of the songs, but it’s okay. I just want to take a nap.”

“That old age is catching up to you huh?”

“Who says I’m old?” Y/N laughs and steps down from the treadmill, grabbing her water bottle before she heads over to the weight machines. “Anyway, did you want to join us for lunch today?”

“What time are you taking a break? I have a nail appointment at twelve.”

“I think they wanted to break around one thirty…maybe two.”

“I don’t think I make it in time, and I don’t want the guys to wait on me. I know how hard you all work.”

“Awe,” Seokjin’s voice is pouty and Y/N smiles. “I wanted to show off a little bit.”

“There will be another time for you to show off, Jinie.”

“I guess,” Seokjin sighs and clears his throat, “they are calling me back in. I’ll call you on another break, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Yeah, I…yeah talk soon.” Seokjin quickly hangs up and Y/N chews on her lower lip. Was Seokjin going to say he loves her? Y/N’s heart flutters at the thought but she quickly pushes the feelings down. Now is not the time to get distracted. She needs to focus on her gains and right now, those weights are calling her name.

A week has gone by, and Y/N has hardly had the chance to see Seokjin since he’s been so busy with his schedule. Tonight, Seokjin is coming over to spend the night since he has tomorrow off, and Y/N has butterflies in her stomach. She’s missed Seokjin and tonight she thought it would be nice to have a date night indoors. Y/N has set up her living room with candle lights, a large blanket neatly thrown on the floor and tons of pillows too. She knew that Seokjin had a rough day, so she ordered sushi, Korean beef, and a slew of sides from one of the places near her. She even stopped at the store to buy whine and a few snacks. In the bedroom upstairs, her bed is set up to host a mini movie night with popcorn, candies, and more whine. Small electric tealight candles frame the floor around her bed to create a soft romantic glow.

Honestly, Y/N is extremely nervus, she’s never done this much for her last two relationships…she didn’t feel what she feels for Seokjin with the others. Looking down at her outfit, Y/N chews on her bottom lip. It’s nothing fancy, she knows that Seokjin will be dressed down since he ended his day with dance practice. Dressed in a black crop top and black flowy pants, Y/N thinks she looks okay. Her bright orange toes peek out each time she walks, and it makes her smile at the random burst of color. Triple checking everything, Y/N glances down at her phone when it chimes. Reading over the text from Seokjin, Y/N smiles. Even though he’s tired, he still wants to know if Y/N needs anything from the store while he’s out.

Letting Seokjin know that she doesn’t need anything, Y/N asks how far out Seokjin is and her eyes widen. He’s ten minutes out! Shoving her phone into her pocket, Y/N starts to set up the food in the living room, making sure everything looks perfect. Smoothing a hand down her black and pale yellow ombre body weave, Y/N jumps when there’s a knock at her door. Taking one last quick look around, Y/N shuffles over to the door and looks through the peep hole just to be sure that it’s Seokjin. Seeing nothing but a black shirt, Y/n rolls her eyes, Seokjin always stands too close to the door. Laughing to herself, Y/n unlocks the front door and opens it with a smile on her face.

“Hey, angel.” Seokjin easily sweeps Y/N off her feet and steps into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind himself. “I’ve missed you.” Seokjin mummers before he presses his lips against Y/n’s. Y/N sighs into the kiss and Seokjin presses her against the wall, deepening the kiss as his hands squeeze her hips. “You smell nice.” Seokjin trails a wet path down the side of Y/N’s neck, nipping at the flesh teasingly as he inhales deeply. “You change your perfume, I like it.”

Y/N threads her fingers through Seokjin’s hair and tugs his face away from her neck. “It’s not a scent I wear very often. Only on special occasions.” Y/n admits and Seokjin’s brows furrow. Special occasion? Seokjin’s palms start to sweat, and Y/N is quick to stop his downwards spiral into despair. “You didn’t forget anything,” Y/N is quick to reassure Seokjin as she stares into his dark eyes. She smiles softly, shyly as she lets her hands fall to Seokjin’s shoulders. “Being with you is the special occasion.”

Seokjin’s ears turn bright red, and his neck gets splotchy as Y/n’s words echo in his mind. “When did you get so smooth, hum?” Seokjin teases softly and Y/N shrugs her shoulders making Seokjin laugh.

“Come on, before the food gets cold…or room temp.”

Seokjin steps away from Y/N and allows her to lead him to the living room. Seeing the set up on the floor, Seokjin grins and wraps his arms around Y/N’s waist, pulling her tightly into his chest. Resting his chin on her shoulder, Seokjin kisses her cheek. “If I didn’t know any better I would you were trying to get in my pants.”

“Boy, shut up!” Y/N laugh and wiggles out of Seokjin’s hold. “Come sit and eat. I know you’re hungry.” Seokjin sits across from Y/N on the floor and looks at all the yummy food. “Dig in.” Seokjin grabs a set of chop sticks and picks up a slice of gimpa. He pops the whole thing in his mouth and moans making Y/N smile as she eats a piece of sushi.

“This is really good.”

"Right! I finally found a place that isn’t ass.”

The two eat together and joke around, sharing stories from their day and catching up on little things that they missed through the week. Seokjin complains about his shoulders being sore from having to dance so much and Y/N knows that he’s just being dramatic, which she doesn’t mind. Gathering up the leftover food, Seokjin and Y/N put everything away while choosing to leave the dishes in the sink to soak until tomorrow. As Y/N heads up to her room, Seokjin doubles checks that the front door is locked before he heads up.

Seokjin freezes in the doorway when he sees the tealights on the floor surrounding the bed. He raises an eyebrow at Y/N who is standing at the foot of the bed with two flutes of wine in her hands. “Are you trying to get me drunk, angel?”

Shaking her head, Y/N holds a glass out towards Seokjin, and he walks into the room smirking. “You’ve really pulled out all the stops tonight, huh?” Seokjin takes the glass from Y/N before he wraps his free hand around her waist, pulling her close. “A toast.”

“For?” Y/N licks her lips and it’s a motion that Seokjin doesn’t miss.

“To the wonderful night that you have given me and to the many more that are to come.” Seokjin tangles their arm together and smiles down at Y/N. “Naega kkumkkudeon yeojayeyo.” Seokjin winks and Y/N can feel the blood on her face burn.

Clearing her throat, Y/N thinks over the phrase that she’s been practicing all day. As much as she can understand Korean, she isn’t the best at speaking it. Taking a breath, Y/N clears her throat once again, “I’m crazy about you.” Her voice is soft and clear as she speaks slowly, and Seokjin’s knees nearly give out. “I’m yours.” Their relationship has been a mix of English and Korean. Most of the time, Seokjin will speak in Korean, and Y/N will respond in broken Korean. Hearing her speak so smoothly in his native tongue is doing things that Seokjin didn’t think would ever happen.

“Forget about the wine.” Seokjin is quick to set the glasses on the dresser and he pulls Y/N into his arms. Leaning down, Seokjin crashes his lips into hers, the kiss is wild and needy. Passionate and burning as Seokjin walks Y/N back to the bed, his knees hitting the edge of the mattress. Placing his hands on Y/N’s waist, Seokjin sits down and pulls Y/N into his lap, her legs on either side of him. “Say it again,” Seokjin whispers softly against Y/N’s lips.

“I’m crazy about you.”

Seokjin groans and slides his hands to Y/N’s ass squeezing tightly as he sucks her bottom lip into his mouth. “Again.” Seokjin releases Y/N’s lip and trails his mouth down the side of her neck. Y/N inhales a shaky breath as she holds onto Seokjin’s shoulders tightly. She mind is a jumble of so many thoughts and feelings. Her body is alive, every nerve ending screaming for Seokjin’s touch. “Again…please.” Seokjin’s voice is rough as he begs, and Y/N is more than willing to give him anything that he asks for.

“I’m yours…Jinnie.”

Y/N pulls Seokjin’s face away from her neck and stares into his eyes that are wide, his pupils nearly double in size. She can feel how hard he has become underneath her, and she would be lying if she said it didn’t turn her on. Seokjin’s slides a hand up Y/N’s back and grips the back of her neck lightly while his other hand kneads the plumpness of her ass. Seokjin pulls her in and rest his forehead against Y/N’s.

“I want you, Y/N…I want you so fucking badly.” Y/N’s lip’s part and Seokjin shakes his head. “No. Not tonight. W-we’ve been drinking a-and-” Seokjin groans when Y/N starts shift slightly in his lap and he quickly holds her down. “Stop.” Seokjin warns and Y/N whines a pout making her bottom lip so very tempting. Flicking his tongue out, Seokjin trances Y/N’s bottom lip and Y/N sighs into the messy kiss. Seokjin forces himself to pull away and closes his eyes, “Get in bed and pick a movie.” Seokjin’s words are strand and he pecks Y/N’s lips two more times before he removes her from his lap and sets her on the bed. “I’ll be back shortly.” Seokjin hurries out the room jogs down the steps, nearly sprinting to the ensuite to take care of the issue between his legs.

Upstairs, Y/N ignores the heavy feeling in her heart. She knows that Seokjin is right, the two of them had had a lot to drink and their first time together should be while sober, but it still hurts. Picking herself up from the bed, Y/N starts to turn off the tealights and set them all on the nightstand. She looks at the wine and frowns. No more drinking for the night. Clearing off the bed, Y/N sets the basket of treats on the floor and crawls under the sheets. She scrolls through Netflix to find something to watch and settles on BBC’s Merlin, a show that she has watched more than a dozen times. It’s her comfort show, and she knows that it will be something that Seokjin can get into…whenever he comes to bed.

#butterflies #soc seokjin #kpop ambw #seokjin fluff #seokjin x black!reader #bts fluff #r&b singer!reader #kim seokjin fic

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cui-nisi · 1 year

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All Mine (KSJ x Black Reader)

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Pairing: Student Body President Kim SeokJin x Student Black Reader

Genre: friends with benefits, college au, smut, slight enemies-to-lovers but not really

Summary: With Jin being the student body president, you have to keep your purely sexual relationship on the DL, but what happens when it’s no longer just sexual?

Warnings: swearing, oral sex (f. receiving), implied sexual content, slight emotional hurt (it’s nothing major though), arguing, dirty talk, pet names (just “baby” but Ik some ppl don’t like pet names), toxic behavior (just a lil bit)

WC: 3,886

A/N: I was bored and instead of finishing my English essay I wrote this so I hope you like it! 😅

Enjoy!

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You knew what you were doing when you kissed Namjoon at the frat party last weekend. You knew he was best friends with Seokjin and after he pissed you off after your last hook up you decided getting with his best friend was an appropriate punishment.

When you first started fucking around with the student body president, you both established that you were strictly friends with benefits, hell you were barely friends. Sure, you both had mutual friends that would plan hangouts every now and then but the two of you were in completely different worlds.

While you spent your time slaving away in sterile classrooms working on your projects and essays for your finals and midterms, Jin was out delegating and organizing events for the student council. Outwardly, he was the “perfect guy”, at least according to your friends when they would go on their annual discussions about the man.

No one knew that you two were fucking on the low so you would always roll your eyes and say “he’s aight,” when they chided you for your own opinion.

Truthfully he was fine. Annoyingly fine. With his curly auburn hair, pretty plump lips, and warm smile. You would never admit that though, not to your friends and especially not to Jin. After all, no one knew the side of Jin that he would only show you when in the woes of your quick sessions of passion and lust.

But after your last hookup, the last person you wanted to think about was Jin. Instead, during a lull in between your classes, you decided to pay your friend Namjoon a visit and after asking where he was through text you quickly made your way to his student apartment.

“______, I wasn’t expecting to see you today. What, you miss me or something?”

“Stop playing,” you huffed out a dry laugh, pushing past the man who simply laughed before closing the door from behind you.

You’ve been to Namjoon’s apartment a handful of times but it was always filled with his dumbass friends. But as you scanned the surprisingly clean apartment you noted the air of silence that surrounded you. Turning around, you were met with Namjoon, his back leaning against the front door with his strong arms crossed over his black t-shirt. His eyes bored into you, his bottom lip succumbing to his teeth biting into it, damn it he looked good.

“What?” You asked after a second of terse silence settled in the space between you.

“Why’re you here, _____? “

Your eyes widened briefly as you absorbed the man’s question, “ I can’t pay my friend a visit now, damn.”

Namjoon laughed softly before pushing himself off of the door and striding over to you, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes as you felt his hands slide around your waist.

“You wanna pick up where we left off at the party?” His deep voice whispered quietly into your ear, the smell of his cologne enveloping you.

As hot as Namjoon was, you knew his reputation and that he was just teasing you, besides you had only kissed him to get back at Jin. With a roll of your eyes, you leaned away from the man, your hands pushing against his broad chest.

“Stop all that, y’know I’m not here for that.”

Namjoon relented with a chuckle, his arms leaving your waist before stepping away, his cocky smirk still present on his lips. “So what are you here for? Seriously, is everything okay?”

Despite Namjoon being friends with Jin, he didn’t know about your relationship and you had no intentions of telling him now. But then that left the question- why were you here? Truthfully, you didn’t know. You suppose you were just being petty, but before you could come up with a plausible excuse a knock came from the front door.

“Hold on a second,” Namjoon said to you before turning away to answer the door.

You watched as your friend looked into the peephole of his door before confirming whoever was behind it and opening the door.

“Hey, Joon. Did you remember to-”

Looking past Namjoon, you felt your heart stutter and your eyes widen at the sight before you. Only a mere five feet away was Kim Seokjin, the respected student body president. You hadn’t seen him in almost a week which, in your case, was a long time. You felt your core ache with need and desire, repressed memories of how he’d feel between your legs surfacing up in your mind the longer you stared at him.

At the sight of you Jin’s words trailed off, his mouth hanging open slightly before seemingly remembering where he was. With a sharp intake of air, he forced his gaze away from you and back onto his friend.

“Sorry, I didn’t know _____ was going to be here,” with a nod the man gestured to you as Namjoon turned back around to glance at you, “I can come back another time if you guys were-”

Namjoon’s laugh cut off the rest of Jin’s sentence as he stepped aside, his cheery voice filling up the weird tension that had stricken the air, “nah, we weren’t doing anything, Jin. She just came by to say hello, you can come in.”

With a small smile, Jin nodded his head in gratitude before walking into the room when his eyes slid over to you, a cold hardness overtook his gaze as his smile dropped. His expression made a chill run down your spine as you did your best to not cower underneath his stare.

“_____.”

“Jin.”

You observed the way Jin’s eyes briefly flicked down to take in your body despite his distant greeting towards you, but you still couldn’t discern any noticeable emotion from his sharp hollow eyes.

“What did you need again, Jin?” Namjoon’s voice thankfully took Jin’s attention away from you as the man turned to face his friend, his expression softening immediately with an easygoing smile plastered over his lips.

“Right. I was wondering if you were able to get those flyers printed out for me? I asked Yoongi if he got them, but he said he forgot them in the apartment.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes as a scoff fell from his lips, “‘forgot them’ my ass. I don’t even think he printed them out, to be honest. But I gotchu, I know one of my friends has a printer that they’d let me use real quick if you don’t mind waiting a few minutes while I print the flyers.”

“Oh, no. You don’t have to do all that, Joon. It’s fine I can just-”

“No, I insist, seriously.”

With a sigh and a shake of his head, Jin nodded towards his friend who reciprocated with a dimpled smile before grabbing his keys and walking towards the door.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes, try not to kill each other while I’m away.”

You knew Namjoon was joking when he said that, but with the way Jin looked at you as soon as the door closed you’d think it was a serious warning.

The polite and kind student body president disappeared as soon as the two of you were left alone. His once bright eyes suddenly narrowed into sharp slits that shot into you like a bullet and his easygoing smile transformed into a shallow scowl.

You didn’t understand why he was treating you with such disdain, it’s not like you kissing Namjoon was unwarranted and you’d be damned if you let this man try to punk you. So with all your courage you made a point of rolling your eyes and folding your arms in defiance, your voice ringing out and cutting through the tension.

“What’s with the attitude?”

At that, Jin cocked a finely waved eyebrow at you, his head tilting to the side when he responded, “so I’m the one with the attitude now?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You know what it means, _____.”

“No, I don’t actually.”

“Then let me enlighten you,” striding over to you Jin towered over you, with how close he was you could clearly see the inky pools of darkness that swallowed his iris’. “You kissed my best friend knowing damn well I’d find out about it then avoid me for a week only to turn up at Namjoon’s apartment.”

You forced out a humorless laugh after Jin finished, you couldn’t believe he was throwing a hissy fit over this after what he’d done. “You’re forgetting that I did all this after you called me the wrong fucking name the last time we had sex!”

You couldn’t help the burst of anger that flooded your words, it was hell trying to avoid Jin all week without giving in to your intrusive thoughts and just fucking every one of his friends as payback.

“And it was Sofia of all people! Can’t believe you’ve been hooking up with that hoe…” now that last statement was more you than to Jin and when your beady eyes snapped up to catch a smirk over the student president’s lips you had just about had enough.

With a frustrated huff of air, you quickly brushed past Jin and towards the front door. If the nigga was just going to laugh in your face then you were just going to leave. But before you could even grab the door handle you felt a pair of hands encapsulate your waist and pull you deeper into the apartment until you were forced down onto the beige living room couch.

“I know you didn’t just push me onto this couch.”

“And I know you’re not being pissy with me because I fucked Sofia.”

“And what if I am?”

“_____, look at me. Look.” Despite his laughter earlier, when you begrudgingly turned your eyes upward to face the man hovering over you, you were able to note the seemingly sincere look covering his beautiful face.

His lips were pulled back in a tight line and his eyebrows were furrowed. His eyes looked like they were studying you, trying to untangle the web of thoughts that surrounded your anger.

Finally, after a second of silence, his voice softly pecked your ears, his gaze never leaving yours, “ I’m sorry, truly. I really didn’t mean to call you Sofia, it was a shitty thing to do.”

“Yeah, okay.”

“I’m serious, _____.”

Truthfully speaking, you knew he had been messing around with Sofia. Mostly because the bitch never knew when to shut the fuck up. The two of you established that you weren’t exclusive and that as long as you stay safe then all cards were on the table but… you still couldn’t help but feel that stinging ache of pain when Jin mistakenly called you her name after giving him head.

“Why did you say her name then?” You weren’t entirely sure if you wanted to know the answer, but it seemed like it was the time to lay everything out and the question had been eating you up for the last week.

For the first time throughout the conversation, Jin’s eyes blinked away from yours, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat before he replied in a quiet voice, “this is going to sound dumb but… lately when we hook up I’ve been enjoying it more than I think I should.” Briefly meeting eye contact once again the man chewed on his bottom lip before continuing, “and I guess I was scared so… when you were giving me head I thought about anything– or I guess anyone that could distract me, and usually when Sofia gives me head it’s pretty shit so I thought thinking about her would keep me from climaxing too fast and then I just accidentally said her name.”

After he finished his explanation a firm silence dawned over the two of you. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing and after a few more seconds of silence stretched on you couldn’t contain the loud laugh that echoed throughout the apartment.

“Alright now, it’s not that funny” you heard Jin mutter under his breath but you were too busy laughing to reply.

It was only after a few more seconds of laughter that were you able to sputter out a coherent sentence, “wait- Jin, are you saying you only said Sofia’s name so you wouldn’t come too fast?”

“Basically yeah. I know it’s dumb I just-”

You didn’t let him finish as you had pulled him down to your level and kissed him heartily, your lips slotting together so naturally as if nothing had changed. His lips were just as pillowy soft as you remembered and his cherry-flavored chapstick tasted like nostalgia as you recalled all the times you kissed it off this man’s pretty lips.

“It is dumb, but it’s also kind of cute,” you muttered through the kiss.

After a few more kisses you felt Jin pull away slightly, his arms pressing against the sides of the couch, “I really am sorry, _____. I haven’t slept with Sofia in over a month. If I’m being honest the only person I’ve been seeing intimately is… you.”

Your eyes widened at that. Jin wasn’t known for being a playboy or anything, he did have a reputation to uphold, but he was known to get around every now and then. To hear that you were the only person he was really seeing made you both giddy with joy and suspicious of what he wanted you to say. But before you could respond Jin quickly intercepted you, his words rushing out uncharacteristically.

“I know we said we would be strictly friends with benefits, but… I don’t know. The thought of you being with someone else… especially someone like Namjoon scared me. I don’t expect you to feel the same way or even be exclusive with me, I just had to tell you now or else I would’ve lost my fucking mind.”

It took you a second to fully process Jin’s words. It was a lot he was spilling onto you. Was he confessing that he liked you? That’s what this meant right? You hadn’t messed around with anyone either besides Jin, but you always figured it was one-sided.

“For what it’s worth, I haven’t slept with anyone else in a while too.”

“What?”

You felt a rush of heat spread through your cheeks which was gratefully hidden behind the melanin in your skin, but the effects of your flustered nature were enough to have you avoiding eye contact, “no one makes me feel as good as you do, Jin.”

Suddenly you were too shy to look back at the handsome man in front of you but you could feel the heat of his stare caress over you before his voice piped up quietly, “no one? Not even Namjoon?”

You swiftly snapped your head back to Jin as you answered hurriedly, “no! I never slept with him! I just kissed him to fuck with you…”

Jin clicked his teeth disapprovingly with a shake of his head, his once look of nerves replaced by a sharp smirk and dark eyes, “I don’t believe you. I think I gotta remind you of how nice you feel when I’m eating you out.”

Your legs clenched at Jin’s words, that familiar ache from in between your legs coming back at full force. Jin’s eyes darted down to catch the action before his eyes flicked back up to meet yours and leaned in to kiss you once again. His kiss was gentle and slow as his tongue ran against your bottom lip, begging for permission to which you granted.

You lifted your hands to wrap around Jin’s neck and pull him closer to you but were suddenly stopped when you felt the man pull away from you, his lips puffy and gleaming with saliva.

“No touching, baby. Today, I just want to pleasure you, will you let me?” Looking at you through his doe-like eyes was enough to have you folding and allowing Jin to have complete control.

With a smile that could light up a dark cave, Jin leaned in once more to peck you warmingly on the lips before slipping away and kneeling in front of you, his large hands running light circles over your denim jeans.

“Take this off for me, ____.” Jin tapped his index finger over the fabric of your jeans as he spoke.

You both knew you didn’t have much time left before Namjoon finished printing the flyers so you wasted no time in lifting up your hips and quickly peeling off your jeans with Jin assisting you. When he caught sight of your black lace underwear you saw him visibly gulp, his eyes never wavering from the sight of your covered privates.

“Jin, c’mon, we don’t have much time.” while that was true you only said that because you were starting to get flustered from the way Jin was eyeing you.

“Sorry, I just can’t ever get enough of you.” at that his eyes left your underwear to admire your thighs, then your stomach, chest, and finally ending on your face. A strange warmth clouded his gaze, one that you’ve never seen before and suddenly you felt your heart rate spike.

Tearing his eyes away from your face, Jin returned to your underwear as his hands slowly coerced your legs open until you were spread out before him like a meal. Creeping his fingers up your inner thigh Jin leaned forward before blowing softly over your already-soaked underwear, the breeze contrasting greatly against your heated center. You then felt Jin’s finger softly stroke the fabric of your panties, running small circles over your covered clit, it was agonizingly pleasurable as a soft gasp escaped your lips.

“Please, Jin… hurry.”

Noting the urgency in your voice Jin sighed, the smirk on his lips bleeding into the tone of his words, “only because of the time constraint, but _____, next time I won’t be rushed.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine but it was quickly overtaken by the joy you felt when you felt Jin’s fingers hook around the band of your underwear and yank it down to your ankles. The cold air hitting your vagina shocked you, but the feeling of Jin’s fingers sliding through the folds of your pussy was even more surprising. How could you have forgotten how good this man makes you feel? How well he knows your body?

His index finger expertly found your clit before rubbing small circles over it, his touch was tender and yet precise as you began moaning into the air, your eyes doing their best to stay open and focus on the man before you who watched you before glancing down to look at his fingers slipping easily into you.

“God, I missed this. I missed you,” his voice was low and quiet, almost as if he was hypnotized.

“It’s just a pussy, Jin. And it’s definitely not the first one you’ve seen.”

Jin’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked back up at you, “it may not be my first, but I sure as hell want it to be my last.”

Before you could even process what he was implying he leaned closer to you before sticking his tongue out to taste you. His tongue explored every inch of you like it was the first time and you were helpless to try to keep up. His tongue licked at you relentlessly and you did your best to hold in your moans but when he stuck another finger inside you, you could no longer contain yourself; so moan you did.

“That’s right, baby. Moan for me, indulge in the feeling of my tongue on your beautiful clit.”

You loved when Jin talked dirty to you and he knew that as he slowly coaxed you closer and closer to your orgasm with his sinful words paired with his wide eyes, plump lips, and sweet voice. You weren’t sure how long you were going to last like this, but you embraced it regardless. You embraced the feeling of Jin’s tongue lavishing you like you were water in the Sahara, you embraced the way his slender fingers pushed in and out of you like a well-oiled machine, and you embraced the way Jin’s eyes caressed you, looking at you with such desire and warmth.

You knew it wouldn’t take you long to reach your orgasm and after a few more minutes of Jin pouring his all into pleasing you, you were crying out to him, warning him of your incoming climax.

“Come for me, _____. Please, I wanna taste you on my tongue.”

On his command, you felt yourself let go as a flood of pleasure took over your senses. Your eyes squeezed shut and your hands latched onto Jin’s shoulder to try to anchor yourself as you called out his name, the only name you’d ever want on your lips from now on.

Without missing a beat after you had come down from your high you felt Jin pull up your underwear and jeans before moving to sit on the couch next to you. When you finally opened your eyes and turned to look at him, a small smile graced your lips as you saw your juices covering Jin’s lips.

“C’mere,” you smiled as you pulled Jin in by his chin and began kissing him sensually, the taste of you covering your lips now.

“If it wasn’t obvious, I really like you. The only name I wanna moan from now on is yours, okay?” Jin mumbled in between the kiss, his tongue dipping out to lick you off of his bottom lip.

You smiled, you knew you were cheesing so hard at the man’s words but you couldn’t help yourself. He just looked so cute sitting next to you with his curly hair and goofy smile. Here you were with the revered and respected Kim Seokjin, the voice for all the students on campus, and yet you’re the only thing on his mind and the only thing on his lips.

“Hm, you know I was so close to moaning Namjoon’s name…”

“You got jokes now.” Jin shook you slightly as you teased him.

He rolled his eyes as you laughed lightly before squaring your gaze back on him, your voice coming out soft and low, “I’m just kidding… seriously, I’m sorry for kissing him, I was just being petty.”

Jin nodded, “I get it, what I did was fucked up so I deserved to get humbled. But I’m hoping now that we talked this all out I could maybe take you out. Like on an official date?”

You feigned like you were thinking, your chin lifting up as your eyes flicked up to the ceiling. “Mm, that depends. Where you taking me?”

“Wherever you’d like, baby.”

“Then it’s a deal.”

You sealed the date with one last kiss that you smiled into before you both got up and frantically tried cleaning up the couch before Namjoon got back, knowing that if he found out about what you guys did he’d never let ya’ll hear the end of it.

#bts #kpop #bts smut #bts au #bts x black reader #bts x black girl #bts fanfic #kpop fanfic #bts seokjin #bts jin #bts namjoon #bts writers #bts one shot #bts x reader #bts writing #kpop writers #musicbingo23

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berryhobii · 9 months

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7 Different Sheets (BTS OT7 x Reader)

Pairing: NonIdol!BTS x black!female reader

Word Count: 3,897

Warnings: Smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), multiple partners, unprotected s*x(please be safe and speak with your partners before doing this), public s*x, spanking, oral(m and f receiving), doggy style, missionary, riding, mentions of a mating press, reader does a split on someone’s 🍆🫣, intimate s*x, car s*x, múltiple orgasms(m and f receiving), mentions of STD testing, mentions of being arrested, weed smoking(reader is alluded to have smoked but it’s not explicitly mentioned), overstimulation, praise, degradation, choking, gagging, panty in mouth stuffing, restraints(wrists), mentions of a break up, i also might have gotten the tiniest bit carried away with Namjoon’s part hehe, he definitely has me in a chokehold

A/N: Hi there! I’m here with my take on Seven by Jungkook ft Latto! I’m pretty sure someone requested something like this but now I can’t find the ask so hopefully they see this! I decided to include all of the boys in this. I absolutely love Latto and her verse in the song was just so good! And how could I not write gratuitous fuck buddy smut? I’m always open to criticism and please feel free to tell me what you think. Thanks so much. Stay safe💜

You had 7 fuck buddies.

Each of them were entirely different. Different jobs, different styles, different ways they liked to fuck you.

Just how did you fit all of them into your schedule?

Mondays were for Jimin.

You met him while out shopping with your friends. He worked at a luxury jewelry store. While your friends were busy staring at different charm bracelets, your eyes were focused on the rings on his hands—the way he twisted them whenever he was waiting for a customer to make a decision, how they glimmered under the bright lights, and especially how they’d look wrapped around your throat. Would they leave marks? Would he finger you with them on? Would your ass sting whenever he laid a harsh smack on it? So many thoughts yet so little answers.

“Does that feel good, my pretty slut?”

No words were in your head, your mouth stuffed with the panties he had ripped off of you. All you could get out were muffled moans and muffled calls of his name. Salvia soaked the material as much as your arousal did when you walked in his job, the fabric heavy on your tongue and slightly choking you which gave you a rush.

A sharp slap landed on your ass, his rings adding a pleasurable burn that made your juicy walls hug him impossibly tighter.

“Fuck.” He groaned out, eyes never leaving how your ass clapped back on him, cock coated in your creamy release. Sweat dripped down your back making your dark skin look like the most decadent chocolate, glistening like the gems displayed in the case below you. But not even those could compare to you when you were bent over like this.

Your hand slammed down on the display case, the sturdy counter shaking under the force.

Your walls spasmed around him, signaling your 5th orgasm since you came to visit him on his break.

His hand that wasn’t holding your hip moved to wrap around your throat, hauling your body up until you were arched. You felt unstable on your feet but Jimin was your rock, holding you up before your knees could give out of you.

He applied medium pressure to your throat, just barely pressing into your windpipe, stealing some of your already sparse oxygen from you. You felt dizzy like you were on a rollercoaster but one that never went down. Only up. And it was climbing and climbing until….

“This neck would look so pretty with a new necklace on it. Don’t you agree?” That low tone was enough to hurdle you right off the edge, eyes rolling back as you shook like a leaf in his hold.

And yes, your neck did look pretty in a new necklace.

Tuesdays were for Seokjin.

You met him at a wedding. Your “date” had gotten a little too friendly with the open bar which immediately turned you off. Not that you were that turned on to begin with. The man was nothing to write home about. Just someone who happened to approach you in a coffee shop.

After successfully detaching yourself from him, you were getting ready to leave before you caught the eye of Seokjin. He was tall and broad with a face you’d love to sit on. Respectfully, of course.

Conversation flowed easily between you two. He was a proper gentleman with a goofy laugh that made you smile. He was definitely the type of person your parents would love for you to bring home. Polite and respectful and not bad on the eyes either.

But that gentleman act went out of the window when he got you in his bed.

“Jin! I can’t take it!” You screamed, yanking at the restraints on your wrists that were keeping you stationary. You were surprised you hadn’t broken his headboard from how hard you were jerking. His neighbors were probably tired of the slamming against the wall by now, their own calls for you two to pipe down died down a while ago. Let them call the police. You’d be damned if they put you in cuffs before you got Seokjin’s cock inside of you.

He was nestled between your legs, holding your thighs back to have more access to your cunt. His tongue never stopped its assault on your clit, abusing the bud until your entire body was shaking. Your legs would jerk to try and close with every lick but one firm look from him quickly put you in your place.

His plush lips were soaked with your juices, dark eyes staring at you as if you had just personified from his dreams. You might as well have.

“Your pussy tastes so fucking good. I could eat it all day.” It sure felt like he has been. Your pussy felt both numb and electric at the same time. Sensitivity wanted to push him away but a desperate part of you was pushing you towards another orgasm. “You’ll be a good girl and give me another one, won’t you? You’re always my good girl.”

Fuck yes you were. Fat tears rolled down your face when he dove back in, sucking your clit in between his lips, his tongue flicking over it faster than before. Back arching, you screamed bloody murder as the strongest orgasm of the night engulfed your body.

Placing one more kiss on your throbbing bud, Seokjin backed up to let you breathe, stroking your thighs and whispering sweet nothings to you as you came down. Body still tingling from your release, you could barely blink through your blurry vision before you felt a shift on the bed.

A hand nestled in your sweaty hair, silk press gone to waste. You blinked through your tears, looking up to find Seokjin hovering over you, his knees on either side of your shoulders. His cock stiff and right in your face, the tip leaking precum.

He smirked down at you.

“Open wide, darling.”

Wednesdays were dedicated to Hoseok.

Honestly, you met Hoseok on a dating app. He was meant to be a quick one night stand since you were growing tired of your vibrator. After scrolling through a bunch of profiles and responding to a few messages, you came across him. He was a paralegal but apparently, he taught dance classes on the weekends which told you he definitely knew how to move. His photos were a sharp contrast to his job; bright and with him always smiling. He even had a picture of his dog on there which made you smile.

He was cute though and perhaps he’d be a fun night.

The pillow did barely anything to cover your screams, not when there was so much happening at once. You tossed it to the side, allowing your eyes to adjust to the glorious sight above you.

Hoseok’s head was tossed back in ecstasy, lip pulled between his teeth as he needlessly tried to keep quiet. You wanted to hear those noises, the way he cursed whenever you purposefully clenched around him.

“Hmpf, shit.” Just like that.

The pulses of the vibrator in your hand was making your arm numb but it was sending the most delicious vibes through your clit so whatever.

“Hobi…..”You called making him finally open his eyes and tilt his head forward to look down at you. You could have cum right there from how sexy he looked—sweat soaked hair sticking to his forehead, his chest littered in love bites you had obsessively sucked into his skin, and of course, the thin silver chain around his throat that bounced with every thrust. Take the wheel, Carrie Underwood.

He leaned forward, both of his hands moving from your thighs to place next to your head. His hips never faltered, keeping their languid pace rolling into you.

“Yes? What is it?”

“I…..I….can I cum?” Everything was moving so slowly. He had put the vibrator on its lowest setting so it wasn’t doing much for you and with this slow pace, he was prolonging your orgasm further than you wanted it to be. That was the thing about Hoseok. He liked it slow and intimate, going for hours until he brought both of you over the edge.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, his chain tickling your nose.

“Not yet, my flower. Hold it a little longer for me.”

A particularly deep roll of his hips caused him to stroke slowly past your sweet spot, pulling a whimper from you.

Your bottom lip quivered, eyes tearing up from your waning orgasm. It kept building and falling but it wasn’t enough to push you over. And with everything that happened today, you think this is exactly what you needed.

A gentle touch.

“But….”

He shushed you with a peck to your lips. “Just relax. I’ll take care of you.”

Thursday’s were for Namjoon.

You met him at the gym. Don’t get it twisted. You weren’t really there to work out. Those few squats you did every couple of months were enough. That wasn’t the reason you had signed up for a membership.

It was because of the buff and drop dead sexy man that you often saw lifting weights. What exactly was the point of that tank top? Modesty? It looked like it was only soaking up the sweat that dripped down his honey kissed skin but it was failing at that too. Your tongue could do a better job. You’d lick every inch of that man for free and cook him a meal afterwards.

The steam of the shower was making it hard to breathe but Namjoon’s cock was making it even harder. When people told you to breathe through your nose, they factored out the cock being an absolute monster. You thought your jaw was gonna snap off.

Your nails dug into his yummy thighs, feeling the muscles tightened with every push of his cock into your warm and inviting mouth. You were definitely riding these things once you got back to his place.

“Damn, relax your throat, love.”

You happily followed his instructions, swallowing before exhaling through your nose. That allowed him to slide all the way home, your nose tickling the trimmed hairs at the base of his cock. Your eyes watered from the welcomed intrusion.

“Look at me.” He commanded from above you, the low tone of his voice making your pussy clench. Damn. Being a housewife sounded incredibly good right now. Patriarchy be praised.

Your eyelashes fluttered, looking at him and the sight was absolutely glorious. If he didn’t fuck you right now, you’d probably implode.

He must have seen that through your gaze because a dopey smile stretched across his face, adorable dimples indenting his cheeks.

Pulling out of your throat, you coughed and sputtered, swallowing a few times to soothe your sore throat. You barely had time to really cover before he was grabbing your arm and hauling you up. Legs draped over his buff arms, your arms scrambled to wrap around his shoulders. Now this position was the reason why bitches pull up to your mother’s house looking for you. You could feel the head of his cock sliding against your sopping cunt, your walls clenching in delight of finally getting what you want.

“Ready, baby?” He whispered in your ear before sucking on your lobe.

And no, you didn’t renew your gym membership.

Fridays were for Taehyung.

Funny enough, you met Taehyung while he was sneaking out of your apartment building. He was leaving a one night stand’s place and bumped into you while you were on your way inside. Of course, you could smell sex a mile away and the walk of shame was heavy on his shoulders. He actually tried hitting on you when he saw you, his eyes never leaving your cleavage.

You thought he was incredibly handsome though—a pretty boy type which you definitely liked. So you stopped him, told him to come back to you with a clean STD test and then you’d talk.

Taehyung had to will himself not to cum when you did a full split on his cock. Your hands kept your leverage on his knees, your head lolled forward from how his long cock was kissing your cervix each time, your legs stretched all the way out to give him the best view of his life.

He’s already cum twice, third orgasm almost painful but he just couldn’t stop. He didn’t want you to stop either(as if you could). You’ve been horny all day and you were going to get your fill of his cock. He knew you needed morning sex to get through the day yet he decided to go in for a shift at work, leaving you sad and desperate. The moment he walked in the door, you grabbed him by the front of his shirt, pushing him on the rug in your living room. You didn’t even prep yourself and he was hard while driving to your place anyway so foreplay was unnecessary today. Maybe you’d ride his face later and you’d use that headband he was wearing as reigns.

Until then, you were going to ride his dick until he gave out. Or until you got tired, whichever came first.

“I’m gonna cum again. Slow down. Please.” He whimpered, eyes stinging with unshed tears.

You whipped your hair behind you, the tips of your braids resting on his stomach. “Hmmm, give it to me, Tae. Fill me up again.” You leaned forward, bringing your hips all the way up to his tip before slamming back down. His cock was creamy with both of your releases, a wet smack sounding everytime you came down.

If this was how he died, put it on his tombstone.

“Oh shiiiiiiii….”His head thumped back against the floor, toes curling as you forced another orgasm out of him, the pulsing of his cock triggering your own.

You barely gave him time to calm down before you started your pace again.

He’d pick up another shift next Friday.

Saturdays were for Yoongi.

It was actually your favorite day of the week when you got to see the weed dealer. Not really because he let you smoke for free but because high sex was just another level. You met him when you were out one night. He catcalled you from his car and before you could even give whoever it was a piece of your mind, your voice got caught in your throat.

Your first thought was: man bun. Long hair in a man bun. Sexy ass drug dealer in a BMW with long hair in a man bun. Your parents always told you not to do drugs but how could you heed those warnings when temptation was served to you on a silver platter like that?

You gripped the headrest of the backseat, your breasts currently under attack by Yoongi’s expert tongue. The same tongue that had just ate you out like a champion a few minutes ago.

He pulled off your breast with a pop, delivering a smack to your ass with the hand that wasn’t holding his blunt. “Faster. I didn’t tell you to slow down.” His cat like eyes were hooded and glazed over from both the weed and the feeling of your tight walls hugging his cock. For a second, he didn’t even think he was high on weed—he was high on you. You were like an addiction; savory and hard to avoid, you were like a forbidden fruit. One he’d sink his teeth into everytime.

He brought his blunt back to his lips, inhaling a deep pull, holding the smoke in before blowing it back into your face. Just that action had you cumming on his cock, the feeling vibrating all the way to your toes. When he felt a splash against his pelvis, he dropped his head to look down at where you were connected. You were still bouncing on his cock, prolonging your orgasm and with each bounce, a small spray of liquid squirted from you.

He tossed his own head back, making sure to put his blunt in the ashtray on the door to prevent any burns to his upholstery before grabbing both of your ass cheeks in his hands and beginning to piston up into your spasming cunt.

“Bout to fill this pussy up. You want it?” He grunted against your collarbone, sinking his teeth into the skin there.

He had knocked all of your words loose so all you could manage was a frantic nod of your head and a drawn out, “yessssss yessssss pleaseeeeee”.

“This pussy is so fucking good.” He landed a slap on your ass, the sting sending shocks of pleasure up your back as another orgasm crashed into you.

You were so absorbed that you didn’t even hear the police sirens as they pulled up next to you.

Wow. You thought you were just imagining the car rocking. Guess not.

The end of the week meant only one thing.

You had deep cleaned your apartment, moving slowly since your body still ached a little from sleeping on that bench at the station. Good thing Yoongi had connections that could bail both of you out. Still, you’d probably risk it again if it meant getting fucked like that.

You had just lit a candle and you were about to sit down to have a glass of wine but you were interrupted by the sound of your doorbell ringing.

“Ughhhhhh.” You groaned, placing your wine glass on a coaster before hauling yourself up less than gracefully and shuffling to the door. You didn’t even look at the screen on your intercom, just opening it and immediately trying to close it back after seeing who was on the other side.

A foot jammed itself between the door, stopping you from shutting it completely.

“Baby, come on. I said I’m sorry.”

“Screw you, Jeon! I told you I don’t want to see you again.”

He managed to push the door enough to slip his upper body through. The sight of his face sent a weird rush through you but you didn’t know if it was good or bad. You didn’t like it.

His doe eyes pleaded at you. “Please talk to me. I can’t stand not being with you anymore. Please please. I’m sorry.” He sounded so genuine that it made you break, heartstrings effectively tugged on and strummed by the only man you truly loved.

You shouldn’t let him in. You really shouldn’t.

“Oh. My. God. J-Jungkook!”

His hand whizzed through the air, landing a hard smack on your bruised ass that has taken a lot of punishment tonight.

“Shut the fuck up. I don’t want to hear a word from you, you little whore.” He spit into your ear, hand coming up to cover your mouth while the other one held your hip to keep you in place as he delivered the deadliest back shots.

Your entire body was lit up in pain and pleasure, both mixing together in a beautiful cacophony that had you ready to propose to him.

Your moans were muffled by his large hand, his grip forcing your head back at an uncomfortable angle but he could give less of a damn about your comfort.

“How dare you let someone else fuck what’s mine?” He uncovered your mouth to slap your ass again in a tender spot causing you to jump, a high pitched scream coming from you as he pushed you into another orgasm. You had lost count a while ago, brain not keeping up with your body. Everything just felt endless.

You didn’t want him to know you were fucking other people. It wasn’t any of his business. You weren’t together anymore but am accidental slip up revealed what happened yesterday and in seconds, you were bent over the arm of your couch with Jungkook behind you.

“Count.”

He had made it to 21 before your knees were buckling, your eyes and mouth begging him to fuck you. To put you in your place and make you remember exactly who you belonged to.

He gripped at your hair, yanking your head back and making your body arch even more. Only your fingertips touched the bed below you, knees spread wide as you began throwing yourself back on his thick cock.

“I expect an answer when I ask you something, slut.” Contradictory since he told you to shut up earlier but logic was not necessary here. You were just a pliant little doll in service to the hunk of a man that was abusing your walls so good that your pussy should file a restraining order.

“N-no….I’m…ah! Fuck! S-sorry…..oh shit, I’m cumming!”

“That’s right. You come on my cock and my cock only. Do you fucking understand me?” He could feel his own orgasm building. He’s been holding back, a hard task with a pussy like yours but he managed. Denying all of your orgasms earlier made it easy enough for him. Then again, he did almost blow his load earlier when you put both of your feet behind your ears and held out your tongue for him to spit in your mouth.

He was an idiot for letting you go.

“I said, Do.” Smack! “You.” Smack. “Understand.” Smack. “Me?”

“YES!!! Oh shit!” Your walls clenched around him so tightly that it forced him out of your cunt, a long spray of liquid soaking the bedsheets beneath you. He brought his hand between your legs to rub furiously at your clit, splashing your juices everywhere. You’d definitely be upset later about your freshly washed sheets but he’d cross that bridge when he got there.

Your body jerked around as pure bliss and pleasure coursed through your veins, legs squirming all around as you both tried to chase and run away from Jungkook’s assault on your clit. He held your hip firmly, trying to keep you still while you rode out the waves of your orgasm.

When overstimulation began to get too painful, you turned over onto your side, pushing his hand away with your own. You twitched in the aftershocks, covering your cunt with your hands. Even the cool air was too much against your abused pussy. You’d probably have to take a break for the week just to recuperate.

When the haze began to clear a little, you slowly turned your head, peeking through your braids that covered your face to peek at Jungkook. Only to find him missing. You didn’t even hear him get out of the bed. Where did he go?

You waited a few moments, trying to catch your breath before Jungkook entered the room with a bottle of water. He was still fully naked, cock hard and angry looking, shiny with your juices.

He came over to the bed, placing a knee beside you to lean over your twitching body.

“Here. Drink some water. You need to be hydrated before I make you squirt again like that.”

Your eyes almost popped out of your head. Again? Was he trying to kill you?

“W-again?”

His lips quirked up into his signature grin, nose scrunching cutely and it made you want to punch him in it and then kiss it better.

“You think that was it? We’re just getting started. This will teach you not to give out what’s mine.”

It didn’t teach you anything though. You’d have to learn your lesson again next week.

And he’d teach you faithfully every Sunday.

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