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[smileyoongle]

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Hi guys, a quick question. What reaction should I post next? Your options are:

Second part to Wolf in Sheep's Clothing (Mafia!BTS)

Secrets and Lies (You finding out they're in the mafia. Yoongi's part is already out, so the rest of the members are left)

Reaction to you being the rival's daughter/sister (Mafia!BTS)

Help a girl out, would you?😔😬💓💓💓

#smileyoongle requests #bts requests #mafia bts reactions #bts imagines #smileyoongle #mafia bts

[hellreads]

navigation for all the recs I received, let’s all indulge in these stories!

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OT7/MULTI

[ #102 ] ⇢ With Us Trilogy by monodreamin [ lovers/poly!au ]

[ #100 ] ⇢ Thou Shall Not Steal by xherxx [ ot7 | spy/mafia!au ]

[ #095 ] ⇢ Pink Lemonade by himbojk [ ksj+jjk | milf/trophy wife!au ]

[ #094 ] ⇢ Nefarious by smileysuh [ kth+jjk | yandere!au ]

[ #093 ] ⇢ Destructive Interference by vyduan [ ksj + kth | i2l/f2l/e2l!au ]

[ #089 ] ⇢ Lillies of the Valley by girlmeetsliv3 [ ot7 | a/b/o/yandere!au ]

[ #083 ] ⇢ Never Ever After by peachpersona [ ao3 | ot7 | fairytale/yandere!au]

[ #079 ] ⇢ Something Like Love by koobear [ kth x jjk + knj x pjm | a/b/o!au ]

[ #078 + #099 ] ⇢ Poison Apple by jooniyah [ myg + kth | moneylender/yandere!au ] 🍒

[ #074 ] ⇢ I Love You Too by smileyoongle [ kth + jjk | lovers!au ] 🍒

[ #073 ] ⇢ Winter Court Series by koyamuses [ kth + jjk | royalty/faerie!au ]

[ #069 ] ⇢ Numinous by jooniescupcakes + ddaenqu [ ot7 | yandere!au ]

[ #067 ] ⇢ Tuqburni by solastia [ myg + pjm | poly!au ]

[ #066 ] ⇢ Versigny’s Vampire AU’s [ multiple members | vampire!au ]

[ #060 ] ⇢ Red Mistletoe by yoonia [ rapline | lovers!au ]

[ #052 ] ⇢ Break The Ice by minflix [ pjm + jjk | hockey!au ]

[ #043 ] ⇢ Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun Collaboration [ ot7 | halloween/horror!au ] ● ⇢ Demon Ritual Series by sopewriters [ ot7 | demon!au ]

[ #042 ] ⇢ The Service Series by jimlingss [ ot7 | love service!au ] ● ⇢ Tape I: Sunset Masquerade by jincherie [ jhs | superhero/superpower!au ] ● ⇢ Tape II: Dusk Rendezvous by jincherie [ pjm + kth | superhero/superpower!au ] ● ⇢ Tape III: Starlight Tryst (I) by jincherie [ ksj + jjk | superhero/superpower!au ] ● ⇢ Tape III: Starlight Tryst (II) by jincherie [ rapline | superhero/superpower!au ]

[ #041 ] ⇢ Crazy Rich Asians by hobiwonder [ ksj + pjm +myg +jhs | rich kids!au ]

[ #040 ] ⇢ The Hills by minflix [ myg + jhs | ski-trip!au ] 🍒 ● ⇢ Three's a Crowd by minnpd [ jhs + knj | cuckolding!au ] 🍒

[ #040 + #052 ] ⇢ Euphoria by 94hixtape [ pjm + jjk | college!au ]

[ #038 ] ⇢ Our Birthday Girl by joonie-beanie [ knj + kth | poly!au ]

[ #038 + #042 ] ⇢ Baby, Baby by hobiwonder [ pjm + kth | surrogacy!au ]

[ #035 ] ⇢ Stealing the Bite by wildernessuntothemselves [ kth + jjk | supernatural/love triangle!au ] 🍒

[ #033 ] ⇢ Three Squeezes by nomnomsik [ myg + jhs | poly!au ] 💌

[ #025 ] ⇢ Artificially Inclined by lemonjoonah [ maknaeline | android/assassin!au] 💌 🍒

[ #024 ] ⇢ Hopping Into Love by hobiorbit [ pjm + jjk + jhs | hybrid!au ] 💌

[ #016 ] ⇢ Equilibrium by tayegi [ pjm + jjk | poly/lovers!au ] 🍒

[ #009 ] ⇢ Call Me Mistress by dark-muse-iris [ ot7 | prostitution!au ]

[ #004 ] ⇢ Physcom by teawithkpop [ ot7 | sexworker!au ]  🍒 ● ⇢ Moth to Flame by bang-to-the-tan [ ot7 | vampire!au ] 🍒

KIM NAMJOON

[ #100 ] ⇢ Prohibidio by personasintro [ brother’s best friend!au ]                                      ● ⇢ Hooked by joopiterjoon [ strangers to fwb to?!au ]

[ #070 ] ⇢ Fragmented Glass by mochismilesbrighterthanthesun [ e2l!au ]

[ #048 ] ⇢ Inked by 1997jk [ soulmate!au ]

[ #047 ] ⇢ Thou Shall Not Harm by personawife [ mafia/e2l!au ]

[ #038 ] ⇢ Oh, Baby by joonie-beanie [ mafia!au ] ● ⇢ Daisies and Dinosaurs by dark-muse-iris [ library/single parent!au ]

[ #035 + #067 + #084 ] ⇢ Sandcastles by solastia [ unhealthy open relationship!au ]

[ #029 ] ⇢ Partners by btssmutgalore [ college!au ] 💌

[ #023 ] ⇢ Bloom by hobidreams [ assassin!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #021 ] ⇢ Alias by foreignfingers [ non-idol!au ] 💌 🍒 ● ⇢ Sorry Bae by gukslut [ lovers!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #020 ] ⇢ Love Bytes by stutterfly [ f2l!au ] 💌

[ #011 ] ⇢ Underground King by sugaxjpg [ boxer!au ] 🍒

[ #005 ] ⇢ The Moment Pleasantly Frightful by yoongink [ devil!au ] 🍒

KIM SEOKJIN

[ #084 ] ⇢ Can’t Keep Lying by 1rosex [ lovers!au ]

[ #065 ] ⇢ MOAM Bonus#5: The Request by floralseokjin [ fuckboy!au ]

[ #064 ] ⇢ Cake by yeyeniejjung [ ao3 | cannibal/killer!au ] 🍒

[ #058 ] ⇢ Quietus by kingsuckin [ zombie!au ] ● ⇢ A Painter's Folly by taehauntsme [ dorian gray!au ] ● ⇢ Stay for a While by vanaera [ college!au ] ● ⇢ Edge of Tomorrow by thedefinitionofbts [ sci-fi!au ] ● ⇢ Tenderness by shookykookie [ android/dystopian!au ] ● ⇢ Expensive Gifts by bxebxee [ fake dating!au ] ● ⇢ Restoration by prolixitae [ exes!au ] ● ⇢ Melancholy by kosmosgguks [ premonition!au ] ● ⇢ Seven Tears by minstrophywife [ selkie!au ] ● ⇢ Strawberry Roses by peekaboongi [ cupid!au ] ● ⇢ 4AM Pining by dimplemono [ bakery/co-workers!au ] ● ⇢ Pasta La Vista by honeymoonjin [ food critic/restaurant!au ] ● ⇢ Whipped by syubits [ bakery!au ]

[ #045 ] ⇢ Let Me Be Yours by glassbangtan [ s2l!au ] ● ⇢ Creek Hill Apartments by btssmutgalore [ fuckbuddy!au ] 🍒 ● ⇢ Partition by taeken-my-heart [ exes!au ] 🍒

[ #039 ] ⇢ Currents by yeoldontknow [ arranged marriage!au ] 🍒

[ #037 ] ⇢ 2,561 Days by gossamie [ married/divorce!au ] 🍒

[ #018 + #043 ] ⇢ The Devil Wears Armani by floralseokjin [ devil!au ] 🍒

MIN YOONGI

[ #100 ] ⇢ Third Wheeling by untaemedqueen [ s2l!au ]

[ #086 ] ⇢ Beloved by bang-tan-bitches [ historical/daechwita/yandere!au ] 🍒

[ #062 ] ⇢ Pink Bird Houses by 54daysormore [ single parent/nanny!au ]

[ #061 ] ⇢ A Brief Story in Time by cutaepatootie [ royalty/fantasy!au ]

[ #047 ] ⇢ No Trick, Just Treats by minnpd [ halloween/parents!au ]

[ #042 ] ⇢ What You Did Last Summer by winetae [ trophy wife!au ] 🍒

[ #040 ] ⇢ Please Be Naked by floralseokjin [ rebound!au ] 🍒

[ #037 ] ⇢ Twelve Minutes in Tokyo by gossamie [ lovers!au ]

[ #034 ] ⇢ Suit & Tie by jungshookz [ CEO!au ] 💌 ● ⇢  Baby, You Can Drive My Car by jungshookz [ mechanic!au ] 💌

[ #022 ] ⇢ Penguins, Concussions, and Swear Words by dinoyoongi [ sports!au ] 💌

[ #017 ] ⇢ Punch Drunk by joonbird [ boxer!au ] 💌

[ #013 ] ⇢ The Things I Said When I Loved You by gossamie [ lovers/exes!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #010 ] ⇢ In Pari Delicto by fringesofsanity [ ao3 | first time!au ]

[ #009 ] ⇢ Conveniently by baeseoul [ single dad!au ]

[ #008 ] ⇢ Love Language by gukslut [ lovers!au ]

JUNG HOSEOK

[ #100 ] ⇢ The Serendipity of Things by oh-so-scenarios [ soulmate/mafia/doctor!au ]    ● ⇢ Love Me, Love Me Not by eiichiru [ fuckbuddy!au ]

[ #080 ] ⇢ Arranged by obiwrites [ ao3 | arranged marriage!au ]

[ #079 ] ⇢ Candyman by mintedmango [ ao3 | yandere!au ]

[ #061 ] ⇢ Down the Three Seasons Path by cutaepatootie [ fantasy!au ]

[ #053 ] ⇢ Now or Never by cutaepatootie [ racer!au ] 🍒

[ #043 ] ⇢ Burn in Hell (she said) by floralseokjin [ devil!au ]

[ #036 ] ⇢ Run Little Rabbit Trilogy by readyplayerhobi [ werewolf!au ] ● ⇢ Rewrite the Stars by abunnystale [ ao3 | werewolf!au ]

[ #026 + #046 ] ⇢ Lost and Found by fortunexkookie [ peter pan!au ] 💌 🍒

PARK JIMIN

[ #099 ] ⇢ Gingerbread Hearts by primarybts [ hansel and gretel!au ]

[ #084 ] ⇢ Come Home to Me Darling by roses-ruby [ married/cheating!au ] 🍒

[ #076 ] ⇢ Violent Delights by girlmeetsliv3 [ gang!au ] 🍒

[ #063 ] ⇢ Love at First Touch by bagelwrites [ ao3 | soulmate!au ]

[ #061 ] ⇢ Touched by a Fallen Star by cutaepatootie [ royalty/fantasy!au ]

[ #056 ] ⇢ I Can’t Be More Honest Than This by lollarissa [ ao3 | arranged marriage!au]

[ #052 ] ⇢ Good Boy by btssmutgalore [ sub!au ] ● ⇢  Heartbreak Insurance by jimlingss [ love service!au ] ● ⇢ Shutter & Shiver by pac-mang [ camboy!au ] ● ⇢ Me, You, and This Thing We Have Between Us by boymeetsweevil [ pregnancy!au ] 🍒 ● ⇢ Spice It Up! by aiimaginesbts [ married/sub!au ] ● ⇢ Power Play by dovechim [ pornstar/e2l!au ] 🍒 ● ⇢ Dark Side of the Moon by dovechim [ werewolf!au ]

[ #047 ] ⇢ Faded Love by jamaisjoons [ married!au ]

[ #042 ] ⇢ Tell Me Lies by jimlingss [ soap opera!au ] ● ⇢ A Kiss of Poison by jimlingss [ royalty!au ]

[ #007 ] ⇢ Cygini by bibbykins [ yandere/dancer!au ]

[ #006 ] ⇢ Otherworldly by sinning-on-a-sunday [ coraline!au ] 🍒

[ #002 ] ⇢ Two Worlds by i-see-you-now-you-see-me [ fae!au ]

[ #001 ] ⇢ Neighbors by jkeuphoriadreamland [ neighbors/stalker!au ] 🍒

KIM TAEHYUNG

[ #096 + #097 ] ⇢ Maybe I Do by jiminssthetic [ arranged marriage/ceo!au ]

[ #090 ] ⇢ Cut by deepdarkdelights [ actress/yandere!au ] 

[ #090 + #100 ] ⇢ Manager-nim by na-yiii [ actress/manager/yandere!au ]

[ #085 ] ⇢ Heal Me, Kill Me by baepsaesbae [ vampire!au ]

[ #084 ] ⇢ Cheater by personasintro [ cheating!au ]

[ #069 ] ⇢ Gold by jooniescupcakes [ lovers?au ] 🍒

[ #061 ] ⇢ In Search of the Aurora Borealis by cutaepatootie [ fantasy!au ]

[ #048 ] ⇢ Umbra by kimvvantae [ hybrid/royal/fantasy!au ]

[ #047 ] ⇢ Carnal Cupidity by kittae [ werewolf!au ]

[ #042 ] ⇢ Papillon by readyplayerhobi [ f2l/pregnancy!au]

[ #039 ] ⇢ Lighthouse by lattesalt [ wattpad ]

[ #038 ] ⇢ Pulse by rohobi [ medical!au ]

[ #036 ] ⇢ Ravenous by junqkook [ werewolf!au ]

[ #010 ] ⇢ Reminiscence by fringesofsanity [ ao3 | rendezvous!au ] 🍒

[ #009 ] ⇢ I Can Be Your Addiction by yuudetama [ fwb!au ]                                             ● ⇢ L’Appel Du Vide by infireation [ killer!au ] 🍒

[ #007 ] ⇢ Embroidery by bibbykins [ soft yandere/CEO!au ]

JEON JUNGKOOK

[ #100 ] ⇢ A Little Closer by cutechim [ rival gang!au ]                                                       ● ⇢ The Dark Prince by jkeuphoriadreamland [ royalty/yandere/curse!au ]                       ● ⇢ Private by baepop [ love triangle!au ]

[ #098 ] ⇢ Into The Forest by taehyungssss [ royal/faerie/forbidden love!au ]                     ● ⇢ Your Little Games by thebeebi [ historical!au ]                                                           ● ⇢ Rewind by vanillagguk [ supernatural/reincarnation!au ]

[ #096 ] ⇢ Please Love Me by ahundredtimesover [ arranged marriage/ceo!au ]

[ #095 ] ⇢ Young Alpha by aroseforyoongi [ werewolf/f2l/supernatural/soulmates!au ]       ● ⇢ Holidating by yeojaa [ i2l!au ]

[ #092 ] ⇢ Jackrabbit by jamaisjoons [ university/hybrid!au ]

[ #091 ] ⇢ Driving Me Wild by joonkookiemonster [ demon/roommates!au ]

[ #088 + #092 ] The Weeb Jungkook Collection by jinharem [ college/weeb!au] 🍒

[ #087 ] ⇢ Netflix and Chill by 1kook

[ #084 ] ⇢ Insecurity by jiminelli [ lovers!au ]

[ #082 ] ⇢ Aurora by mintseesaw [ historical/secret affair!au ] 🍒

[ #077 ] ⇢ Rattled by gukslut [ single parent/e2l/f2l!au ]

[ #075 ] ⇢ Silver Blades by jooniyah [ royalty/yandere!au ]

[ #072 ] ⇢ The Alpha’s Purity by suqakoo [ hybrid/e2l!au ]

[ #071 ] ⇢ Prince of Nothing by girlmeetsliv3 [ royalty!au ] 🍒

[ #065 ] ⇢ Down a Peg by btsracket [ pegging!au ]

[ #061 ] ⇢ The Blue Princess and Her Red Rose by cutaepatootie [ royalty/fantasy!au ]

[ #057 ] ⇢ Oh There’s A Name for Boys Like You by lollarissa [ ao3 | TATBILB!au ]

[ #055 ] ⇢ I Can’t Go Back to Where I Used to Be by lollarissa [ ao3 | royalty!au ]

[ #054 ] ⇢ Wanted by jincherie [ soulmate/space/alien!au ]

[ #051 ] ⇢ Distractions by 1kook [ gamer!au ] ● ⇢ Late Fee by 1kook [ f2l!au ]

[ #050 ] ⇢ Bubbles and Cuddles by strawbxxymilk [ lovers!au ] ● ⇢ Blue Raspberry by strawbxxymilk [ college!au ]

[ #047 ] ⇢ Keeping A Secret by kpopfanfictrash [ new relationship!au ] ● ⇢ Dotti by jungcock [ office!au ]

[ #044 ] ⇢ Hunter by avveh [ ao3 | assassin!au ] ● ⇢ Perverted Bunny Mask by btsinned [ assassin/killer!au ]

[ #043 ] ⇢ Howlin' For You by fortunexkookie [ werewolf!au ] ● ⇢ Nochu Unsolved by minflix [ cryptid hunting!au ] ● ⇢ Stuffed Pumpkin by floralseokjin [ halloween!au ] ● ⇢ Vampires Suck by sopewriters [ vampire/werewolf!au ] ● ⇢ Rigor Mortis by readyplayerhobi [ police/zombie!au ] 🍒

[ #040 ] ⇢ Lust and Errors by imaginesthisbts [ step-siblings/fuckbuddy!au ] 🍒

[ #038 ] ⇢ Escape by jjkfire [ company rivals!au ] ● ⇢ Sweet Saccharine by jjkfire [ sugar daddy!au ] ● ⇢ Drug Wars by plumblackjeon [ mafia!au ]

[ #038 + #049 ] ⇢ I Won't Stop You by imsarabum [ vampire!au ]

[ #037 ] ⇢ Like Stars in A Constellation by taegills [ reverse meeting!au ] ● ⇢ Before I Forget You by gossamie [ lovers!au ]

[ #036 ] ⇢ Tooth and Claw by johobi [ werewolf!au ]

[ #032 ] ⇢ Microwave Misadventures by bymoonchild [ college/roommates/e2l!au ] 💌 ● ⇢ Sugarplum Elegy by bymoonchild [ college/fwb/singer/i2l!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #031 ] ⇢ Baby, My Baby by pjmims [ parents!au ] 💌

[ #029 ] ⇢ New Rules by tayegi [ college/fratboy!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #028 ] ⇢ Content by pinecovewoods [ ao3 | roommates/youtuber!au ] 💌 ● ⇢ The School Dance by pinecovewoods [ ao3 | high-school!au ] 💌

[ #027 ] ⇢ Since Day One by gukgalore [ f2l!au ] 💌 ● ⇢ Switch Lanes by gukgalore 💌 🍒

[ #026 ] ⇢ Falling Skies by fortunexkookie [ e2f2l!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #026 + #046 ] ⇢ The Turing Test by fortunexkookie [ android!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #016 ] ⇢ Tinder 2.0 by tayegi ● ⇢ Mamihlapinatapai by tayegi

[ #014 ] ⇢ Tell Me No Lies by jeongi [ CEO/robbers!au ] 💌

[ #012 + #019 ] ⇢ Chasing Butterflies by ddaenggtan [ college/coffee shop!au ] 💌 🍒

[ #009 ] ⇢ Blue Orchids by inktae [ hanahaki!au ] ● ⇢ I Hate You, I Love You by jungblue [ bff!au ] ● ⇢ Gravity Check by gimmesumsuga [ instructor!au ] ● ⇢ Vaunt by yminie [ frat!au ] ● ⇢ Instant Gratification by dovechim [ fuckboy!au ] ● ⇢ Baby Boy by craft-rose

[ #003 + #030 ] ⇢ Animal by cutaepatootie [ boxer!au ] 🍒

#recs from the box nav #rftbnav #updated:210309 #i made this to remind me of the recs I received

[uwunamjoon]

FOUR 4:00AM FICS

Hello this another Namjoon fic rec/list. These are the fics that I read when I was alone stranded in my company parking lot at 4am after working a 14hour shift. These fics helped me keep my sanity and got me thru till I got my transportation and then commute to back home. 

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hello authors/writers. I WANTED TO TELL YOU I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH? HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING?

when even breathing and existing feels like a chore your words made my life better, my day to day, minutes and seconds of existing better so no words can truly convey how thankful I am? I just wish the happiness I felt while reading will be reflected right back at you like twofold threefold? thank you for writing. thank you for being here enduring so many things and still writing these. The impact your words and ideas have are immeasurable. My limited words can truly never do justice to how amazing your work truly is, and english isn’t my first language so im sorry im a bit lacking here.

AGAIN I LOVE YOU PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF. I WISH YOU ALL THE HAPPINESS AND JOY IN THIS WORLD. MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE. YOU MAKE THIS WORLD A BETTER PLACE!

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Fanfiction is provided for free, but it is not produced for free.  please click on that link and read.

DWYA by @evangelene if this ain’t the ultimate vampire joon fic idk what is. a classic. I don’t even know enough english to praise this fic. This fic basically owns me. i have reread this like 50times and my sanity sort of depends on this fic on a weekly basis? dshdsh I’m sorry I just love this. 

Under Fire by @lemonjoonah the amount of times I’ve read this fic at work instead of working and got yelled at by my manager ooof it’s so cleverly plotted out. I love it. 

Deception by @smileyoongle I was like I see a reaction/scenario and i request more and I get a wholeass series written on it? I am blessed I mean its a miracle? THANK YOU and this series and author HAS MY FREAKING HEART!!!!!! again one of those fics I read when I was waiting alone at a scary parking and at work getting yelled at sometimes but totally worth it. 

Obligated by @underthejoon it’s simple if you ain’t reading this fic what you doinggggggggggggg? Fal’s words will hit you like no other. I STILL KEEP REREADING THIS. Its that good. 

#bts imagines #bts scenarios #namjoon imagine #namjoon scenarios #KIM NAMJOON #namjoon fluff #namjoon smut

[junglekookbook]

Me requesting stuff to writer blogs I follow : Hi I love your work i am such a fan-

Me requesting stuff to my friends: Listen up bitch-

@adoreyoukoo @worldwidemochiguy @smileyoongle

#true story

[girlmeetsliv3]

Datura XVIII

Warning: The following story contains mentions of abuse, manipulation, anxiety, torture, and extreme sadism. It also has religious undertones and dubious consent. If any of these things are triggering to you, I ask that you proceed with extreme caution. The behavior and mindset of the characters in this series are incredibly toxic and yandere. This is a work of fiction and doesn’t represent the character of bangtan sonyeondan. Enjoy ~~~

Datura: 0 I II III IV V VI Vll VIII IX X XI XII XIII XIV XV XVI XVII

Tag list: @destiel1597   @jooniescupcakes   @cassiescarlet12   @vim96 @kawaiimusiccollection   @smileyoongle   @rationalmagic   @purpuravm @bartiertae @ruinedbyjin   @loveydaisy   @nooooooooona

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           Has she always looked like that? The three of you sat at the kitchen table an awkward silence eating away at everyone. Except for Jimin who seemed to be humming a tune whilst, preparing drinks for everyone else. His hips swayed with every step he took, almost as if he didn’t understand the severity of the situation. You were sure he did, but Jimin was never one to let others know his emotions. Whilst Taehyung always preferred a calm stoic face on, Jimin rather favored the ditzy look; it made others underestimate him. Your mother didn’t speak, waiting until her glass of water of cool water was set in front of her to begin. “I’ve been trying to get in contact with you, but you’ve made that rather difficult Y/n.” Of course, you had. That was the entire point. She had never cared before, never even bothered to call or send a card. 

So why is she here now? Your mother looked around the apartment, with a disinterested mask placed on her face, but it was the gleam in her eyes that gave it away: this apartment was more luxurious than anything she could ever afford in her life. Even now, her eyes lingered on the electronics and artwork mounted on the walls. “I am your mother, you know? You should check in every once in a while.” Again you didn’t respond. Jimin placed the green drink in front of you, flashing you a brief smile before sitting on the chair to your left; Taehyung was on the right.

She never looked at either of them for more than a few seconds. Not enough to make eye contact but surely, they felt it. The way she looked at them was animalistic at best, but to call your mother an animal would be to make you something far worse. Finally, it seems she tired of your lack of responses, “Have you gone mute or something? Is there smoke in your chest?” Her lips curled into a snarl. You visibly flinched and both men stared at you from their peripheral. “…How have you been, mother?” It took a lot to get the words to come out, practically all your strength. She leaned back into her chair and faked a distressed cry, “Oh it’s been so rough since you’ve left. I’m all alone and can barely afford to live on my own.” You kicked me out because you said there wasn’t enough money for two. 

She continued to sigh longingly, and it was when she cast a look towards the two men that you understood why she was here. “How did you find out where I lived?” Silence. She wasn’t expecting that one. “I think you should –“ She interrupted your attempts to kick her out, “I hired a private investigator.” From the corner of your eyes, you saw both your lovers tense. The confusion on your face must’ve been evident for your mother to let out a sardonic laugh. “Honestly you were always so naïve Y/n. I’m surprised this didn’t happen sooner.” What does she mean? You turned to face both men, but none spoke simply staring at the women at the end of the table.

“Whatever it is that you found or think you found I don’t care. I’m happy now, that’s all that matters.” You almost couldn’t recognize where this new-found courage was from, but it didn’t matter. Taehyung and Jimin looked terrified of what she might say, frozen in fear or shock. You had experienced that same feeling because of her one too many times, you weren’t going to let her do that to you again. “They’re monsters Y/n if you only knew the things they did. Why I’m sure you would leave them in a second.” Wrath traveled through your veins, an uncontrollable desire to hurt her almost as much as she had you. “I’m a monster too. Isn’t that what you told me?! Isn’t that what you told everyone back home?! If anyone is the monster here it’s you.” You didn’t know when it was that you had stood up from your chair, or when you had grabbed her by the collar of her faded old shirt. All you could see was the absolute fear in her eyes…it excited you. 

You felt the wet splatter of spit on your cheek before she spoke once again. “Ah yes, and I’m sure that thing inside you is going to be a monster too. The worst one of all.” Your new-found confidence, it seemed, was as delicate as a glass menagerie. It was when you felt the warmth of a hand wrapping around yours that you let go of her. Taehyung towered over both of you but didn’t even bother sparing a glance at her. “You should go. If you ever come near any of us again, you’ll regret it.” Your mother rolled her eyes and scoffed, “You don’t scare me, boy. Not even the devil could.”

Your mother straightened her back, heading for the door until she was stopped by Jimin’s words. He was still sitting calmly on the table, his head resting upon his hand. A slight smile adorning his beautiful features. “Won’t you at least finish the glass?” You were confused by his request, as it was more surprising, he didn’t throw the glass at her. “I think I will.” Your mother replied with a smug smile on her face, before trudging over to the glass and chugging down its contents. She slammed it back down with such fervor, it was a miracle it didn’t break but that wasn’t what concerned you. It was the way, her smile slowly disappeared from her face, the way her eyes widened, before she let out a high-pitched shrill. She clutched her throat and you saw the area turn scorching red before the skin began to peel turning black. Within a few seconds, she fell to the floor dead. Her injuries were ones you had seen before on the bodies of those children, they were burned marks. You glanced at the empty cup before meeting Jimin’s eyes. 

“I think I served her hot water by mistake.” His tone playful, as he let out an ‘oops.’ Your mother’s corpse laid at your feet, her soulless eyes staring into nothingness. You should have wanted to cry. To scream. To demand answers from the two men. There were so many thoughts running through your head, that at that moment something finally dawned on you. The smoke had lifted.

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Hello! I just recently found your blog, and to be completely honest with you, have completely fallen in love with ur content!! I got really excited when i realised your requests are open so i was wondering! Could i ask for yandere Mafia bts falling for a lounge singer who sings at a club they visited? You can ignore this if you want! I hope you have an amazing day/night!!

Whoever you are😭😭😭I have finally started uploading your request.... probably made you wait for an year I'M SORRY BUT IT'S HERE NOW AND I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT😔❤️

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Hiiiiii I was wondering if you had anymore planned mafia reactions, I really love them!! Also love the work! Fighting

Hello lovely! So I have two upco- actually three? Yeah three upcoming mafia reactions.

-There's one where mafia! BTS fall for a lounge singer

- Yoongi and Hoseok's 'Let me love you' reaction

-And lastly, the reader finding out about them being in the mafia

I hope it tingles your taste buds. Thank you so much for the appreciation 🥺 I wuv you❤️

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Hey can you let me know when request are open?

@kpopchangedmylifesstuff hey, love! So I know my requests are closed but you can send yours in. The only thing is that, I can't give you an estimate as to when I'll post your request! Love ya!💖

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Falling for a lounge singer (Yandere!Mafia! BTS)// Kim Seokjin

Requested anonymously.

Summary: Working as a part time singer, you never thought you'd find yourself becoming the centre of attention of a man's life, especially one who you can't run from.

Word Count: 2K

You bowed before the audience at your workplace, an empty smile tugging at your lips as you finally walked down the stage and made your way to the bar. This was the third consecutive day in a week where your boss had made you work overtime without paying you for it. You knew that as a singer who performed in a small but reputable lounge bar, you weren’t worth that much. In fact, the reality was that you could be replaced at any given time, the city not having any less talented singers than you and that made you insecure about your job all the time. But either way, you were just stuck here, trying to push your way through every single day just to clear all your debts.

Life was unfair. It had always been.

Sitting down on a bar stool, you leaned across the counter and rested your elbows on it, the cold surface feeling good against the warmth of your skin. The speakers in the lounge were now playing the latest radio hits, the beats making your head hurt as you were handed a glass of water by the bartender who looked at you with a pitiful smile. Thanking him, you sipped on the water before your manager made his way to you and placed a champagne coloured envelope before you. Frowning in confusion, you gave him a questioning look which he returned with a nervous but angry expression.

“Someone left a tip for you,” he sneered, clearly not liking the fact that you had received money which wasn’t given by him. An asshole is what he was, his intentions of seeing you worried sick becoming more and more obvious with every passing night.

Pursing your lips, you unsealed the envelope only to find a lot of money, money that was probably worth your salary of six months. Your eyes widened in surprise, lips parting as you tried to make sense of why someone would tip you off with so much cash. You weren't even that good and you could never be that good.

“Who?” you asked, following your manager’s gaze to the exit where a bunch of men were making their way out. Almost immediately, you were on your feet with the envelope tightly clutched between your fingers. You needed to know who this man was that was so generous to you. Needed to know what about you was worth so much.

Holding your dress with one hand, you made your way towards the exit, eyes worriedly fixated on the doorway which was now empty. The bouncers nodded at you in acknowledgement while you forced a smile upon your lips and exited the bar, a part of you thinking that he must have left. But just as you came in contact with the cold night outside, your eyes took in the sight of an expensive car with a man dressed in an equally expensive suit surrounded by, you were guessing, his bodyguards. You couldn’t see his face yet, only his back being your line of sight but judging by everything, he certainly was someone in power. But if that was the case, what was he doing in a place so...average?

Deciding to end your curiosity, you called out to him, not knowing that this man was going to turn your life around completely. In a good way or bad? That was for you to choose.

“Excuse me, Si-”

Right then, your heel decided to give away, your ankle twisting painfully before you tripped...except you didn’t. Instead, you felt two hands taking a hold of your waist to steady you, your hands immediately latching onto their shoulder in return. And that’s when you finally saw him.

Kim Seokjin.

The man who was known to be running the biggest drug cartel around the country.

Your breath hitched as your eyes widened in recognition, a shiver running down your spine upon the realisation that he was here and he was holding you. Your fingers involuntarily tightened around his bicep, his eyes intently taking in your face as if you were his prey and he, your predator.

“Are you hurt, sweetheart?” he asked, snapping you out of your daze. Swallowing thickly, you shook your head, too afraid to even move because what could you even do? If you had known that Kim Seokjin was the one who had tipped you off, you would have probably just handed the money to your manager without confronting him. But here you were, stuck in a situation that you didn’t know how to get out of.

Your ears perked up at the sound of a car door opening, your eyes darting towards the black vehicle that now mocked at you with its open door. Jin swiftly picked you up without a word, a small yelp escaping your lips as you stared at him with fear and panic.

Were you being kidnapped?

Before you could think any further, you were placed onto a cool leather seat, your legs dangling to the side where the door proceeded to stay open. You watched Jin kneel down before you, his hands gently taking off your heel to inspect your ankle as a frown made its way to your forehead. The sudden act of kindness was making you very confused and you didn’t know what to do about it.

Maybe he just treated people nicely before he got rid of them?

A sudden pressure to your ankle had you whimpering and pulling your foot away, your teary eyes meeting Jin’s as he looked up at you with a soft gaze only to have his heart ache upon seeing you in so much distress.

In all honesty, this wasn’t the first time Jin was seeing you and the fact that he had tipped you a fortune was no coincidence either. He had walked into this bar for a deal about a month ago when he saw you, your voice being the first thing that captivated him. You looked absolutely stunning in a satin dress with your lips stained red, your smile taking his breath away even though it was just for show. Ever since that night, he just knew he had to see you and know you even if it meant coming to this place.

When you went to the rooftop to cry your heart out, he was right there in the shadows, wondering just what he could do to take your worries away. When you were being yelled at by your landlord, he was right there holding himself back from ruining that man's life. In short, every single time you thought you were alone, you weren't. Jin was always there, slowly figuring out where he was going to fit himself in your life. This tip that he had given you was guaranteed to solve your problems but along with that, it also made sure that you would want to see him. And that's all he really needed.

“You’re hurt, sweetheart. I don’t think you can walk-”

“Are you going to kill me?” Jin frowned upon hearing your question, feeling a little hurt that the girl he was so insane about, thought that he'd lay a hand on her, let alone kill her. But he had only himself to blame for having an image that was tainted with the blood of many, innocents and devils alike.

"Why would you think that, Y/N?" He asked, placing his hand on the empty space beside you. Your lips trembled as you struggled to answer, your eyes taking in the number of guards around you two. As if reading your mind, Jin quickly dismissed them, your shoulders slightly relaxing as you watched them walk away to where you couldn't see them. Feeling a little hopeful, you wiped away a tear that fell down your cheek and held your head up.

"I know who you are and what you do," you answered, biting your lip as you watched a wave of disappointment wash over him. Jin had been left speechless and he knew that, his jaw clenching and unclenching out of habit. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, he sighed, his hand gently taking yours into his as you tensed in your seat.

"I need you to listen to me carefully, sweetheart," he stated, drawing your attention to him and him only.

"I have been watching you for a while now," he confessed with apology filled eyes looking right into yours, "and hurting you, is the last thing I want."

Those words had you feeling breathless, too many emotions bubbling up your throat and making you wanna throw up. You had been the subject of a very dangerous man for quite some time and you had no idea. On top of it all, he said he didn't want to hurt you and you found yourself believing him. Maybe it was the way his eyes held so much adoration for you or the way he held onto you like you were a fragile little doll, you didn't know.

"Wh-what do you want then?"

"To love you," he answered without any hesitation, his hand coming up to brush away your hair from your cheek. His touch was warm, almost comforting, something you hadn't had in a very long time. Having been so lonely all this time, the idea of being cared for and loved seemed too tempting to let go. And knowing just how powerful Kim Seokjin was, it was very obvious that no one would ever dream of hurting you, be it mentally or physically.

But, were you really willing to choose comfort over the fact that he was a murderer?

"M-Mr. Kim, you don't even know me. I'm a normal girl who has a simple life and being roped into yours is the last thing I need."

You stated, noticing the way his eyes held a hint of sadness that seemed to be barely there. Swallowing thickly, you stood up with a pained expression, quickly taking your heels in your hand as you glanced at Jin one last time. This was the right decision, in your mind. Because there was nothing worse than having to live with a man, knowing he was cold and brutal. It was almost as if you'd be his partner in crime, something you just couldn't digest.

Limping towards the bar, you sighed in relief as a sudden silence surrounded you. Jin hadn't said a word to your rejection, making you think that he had understood what you were trying to say. The chilly air felt comforting now, your breath coming to you in waves of warmth. But before you could open the door to the bar, you heard a light click behind you.

Frowning, you turned around, your eyes growing wide upon coming face to face with the muzzle of a gun. Seokjin stood holding it firmly, his eyes red and angry. Your lips began to quiver immediately, your ears taking in the sound of his guards gathering around you.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, did it sound like you had a choice?" He sneered, stepping forward and pressing the muzzle against your forehead. You slowly shook your head, a full stream of tears falling down your cheeks as you dropped your heels and joined your hands together.

"Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry I didn't-"

"Shh sweetheart, shh," he whispered, sliding the gun down your cheek and pressing it against your jaw. You could feel his arm holding your waist firmly, a scared whimper making its way out of your lips.

"You have no idea just how crazy you've been driving me, Y/N. Ever since I've seen you, I haven't stopped thinking about you," he mumbled, staring into your eyes so intensely that if not for the present situation, you would've deemed it romantic.

"Every second I've been thinking of things I'd like to do to you. And I can't have you take that away from me now, can I?" You closed your eyes, your body shaking as you sobbed at his words. The proximity was starting to suffocate you, your hands desperately trying to push Jin away from you but he was too strong.

"Let me go, Jin. Please let me go," you begged, your eyes drooping shut as you grew tired, your head falling against his chest. His hand came up to the back of your head, caressing your hair as he pulled you flush against him.

"Not any time soon, sweetheart," he replied, suddenly pulling back and gesturing the guards to the car. Large hands came to grip your arms, a scream sounding through the night as you were pushed inside the car you were seated in before. Your palms pressed against the leather, the door closing shut behind you as you sat up and banged your fists against the window. Spotting Jin outside, you cried louder, hoping he'd take pity on you. Instead he leaned down to where your palms rested on the window, placing his exactly against yours.

"I promise you'll be happy, sweetheart. I promise."

A/N: Guess who's back! That's right! Me! A dumb bitch! Anyway, I'm so sorry for not posting for like more than a year but for some reason, my brain went on a break and it just didn't wanna come back. So much has happened in the time I was away and I wanna give y'all so many deets like, boy trouble- check, best friend turning out to be a bitch trouble- check, getting two surgeries within a span of two months- check. In short, my life is a mess and I'm loving it.

Also, this turned out really long for like all the members, which is why I'm gonna post them separately. I hope I give you guys the same vibes from my writing as before. Or I'd die from shame. Okay I'm off now! Tell me if you liked it.

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I love you too. (Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook One Shot)

Requested by @adsku

Summary: You don't want to love again, thanks to Kim Taehyung and your best friend's little secrets but Jungkook doesn't want to give you up. Not when you always deny the three words he keeps telling you.

Pairing: Jungkook×Reader, Taehyung×Reader

His heart beat rhythmically in his chest, your head resting on the expanse of his skin and your hands wrapped around his waist. His fingers drew circles on your back, a smile gracing your lips at how content you felt. 

"I think we should get a seven tiered cake on our wedding." Taehyung voiced, earning a chuckle from you as you looked up at him. His lips turned into a pout, eyebrows etched together in a frown. "I wasn't joking." 

You shook your head, picking yourself up and straddling him. Taehyung rested his head on the headboard of the bed, his eyes raking over your body which was covered only in undergarments as an aftermath of the sexual activities you had engaged in, just moments ago. He placed his hands on your hips, smiling at the promise ring that glinted on his finger. "You haven't proposed to me, Taehyung, it's only promise rings." You replied, your voice soft and breathy in the dark room. Taehyung rolled his eyes, getting up and pushing you onto your back before hovering over you. His rubbed his nose against yours, his forehead resting upon yours.

"It's a promise ring. Which means I promise to be with you forever. I've booked you for myself so someday, we're definitely getting married." He explained, holding your wrists in place on either side of your head. You bit your lips, your heart racing in your chest as you admired the man before you. Taehyung was simply beautiful. The charming personality was just a bonus. You couldn't bring yourself to believe that it had been three years since your relationship began, every day being something new with Taehyung by your side. All your friends always told you that he was a gem, especially Jane, your best friend since forever. You treasured your love, knowing that you'll never be so smitten with anyone else. 

"Okay then, my future husband. What else do you have in mind?" You asked sweetly, laughing when Taehyung's head fell to your shoulder, a soft groan escaping his lips at the nickname. "You make me absolutely insane. I love you so much." He mumbled, his lips leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck which had you fluttering your eyes shut. His lips trailed down your body, his hands letting go of your wrists and caressing your skin.

"I love you too."

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You glanced at yourself in the mirror, running your fingers across the smooth material of the light blue dress you were wearing. Your silver stilettos glimmered in the lights, your hair neatly styled at the back of your head. Your make up was subtle, enough to hide all the flaws that tainted your face. You sighed, concluding that you finally looked perfect to be attending a wedding. 

"And who gave you permission to look so gorgeous? Now I'll have to fight every man who looks your way." You rolled your eyes, a faint smile playing at your lips as you turned around to see your boyfriend standing by the door, clad in a dark grey suit. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him smiling fondly at you, a dimple digging into his cheek. "Says the man who has every patient of his swooning over him." You teased, grinning as Jungkook walked towards you while laughing. It was ironic, actually, seeing as you used to be his patient too. The difference was that Jungkook was the one who started wanting something more from you. 

Your sessions turned into late night calls and hangouts until one day Jungkook told you that he couldn't just be your therapist anymore. You were very scared of losing him that night, your lips pressing against his and telling him to stay. Because Jungkook was your panacea. He was your healer who kept you together. He picked up the broken pieces of your heart and put it back together, reminding you everyday that he was willing to walk beside you through the darkness. You still had your doubts, never once uttering the three words that he longed to hear from you.

Jungkook kissed your forehead, bringing his hand in the front to show you a long blue velvet box. You frowned, looking at him with questioning eyes as he nudged the box towards you. You reluctantly took it and opened it to find a shimmering pendant inside. There was a bird in the middle of the silver sterling, it's wings spread out at the sides. 

"It's a phoenix. I've been wanting to give you this for a long time now but never found the right opportunity." You smiled softly, running your finger across the pendant before looking up at your boyfriend. "It's beautiful." You stated, your affection for him growing upon the realisation of what he had gifted you. Jungkook had chosen to call you his little phoenix since the beginning of your relationship. Anytime you were feeling low or lost, he was there to bring you back home, telling you again and again that you were like a phoenix, building yourself again from the ashes of a past you never wanted to go through again. Jungkook took the pendant into his hands, nudging you to turn around to face the mirror. You placed the box on the vanity table, Jungkook's fingers grazing your skin as he clasped the pendant behind your neck. You looked at yourself in the mirror, Jungkook's chin coming to rest on your shoulder after he kissed your neck softly. Your cheeks grew warm, your eyes looking away from his to calm yourself down. "You're so perfect." He mumbled, admiring your reflection in front of him. You slightly shook your head, denying all his compliments.

"I'm anything but perfect and you know that."

"Believe me, you are my definition of perfect." Your heart swelled, wanting to combust with happiness but you didn't allow it. Your walls were only slightly down for Jungkook, he always had to work harder to get to you. He didn't deserve it and you knew that. But you didn't want to go through things that landed you in Jungkook's office, again. 

"I love you." There it was. That sentence that ruined lives of people. According to you, the world had twisted the beauty of that word.��

Love.

People said it everyday like it was just another word when in reality, it wasn't. Love either built you or pulled you down. There was no in between. And you wished Jungkook would stop saying those words to you, every single day. He never got a response, at least not the one he was looking for. There were many girls who'd be willing to give up their everything for him and here you were, being ungrateful for a love that seemed nothing but true.

His love felt the same.

"I know." You replied, watching as he smiled wider before pulling away. You wondered if Jungkook took drama classes in school. He never ever showed you how hurt he was on being the only one in love. That wasn't fully true. You did love him, you just didn't want to go all in. He bent his arm at the elbow, waiting for you to latch on to it. 

"Let's go. I don't want to hear my cousin nagging me for being late to her wedding."

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It hurt more than you thought, the distance between you and Taehyung growing with each passing day. You couldn't place your finger on why things were going this way but you knew you had to fix it. You had to fix it for the promise you both made. You had to fix it for the seven tiered cake he wanted at your wedding. 

You trudged up the stairs towards your apartment door, unlocking it with the keys in your hand. You held Taehyung's favourite takeout in one hand, accompanied by the movie he said he wanted to watch. You were met with darkness, the only light in the hallway coming from the guest bedroom at the far end. You frowned at the silence. Was he not home? 

If he wasn't home then your special request of being sent home early from work would just go to waste. You gently shut the door behind you, taking off your coat and dropping the bag of takeout on the kitchen counter. Photos of you and Taehyung aligned on the wall as you headed to the guest bedroom. Clearly, Taehyung wasn't anywhere else. 

He could be sleeping.

True. But Taehyung never slept until you were home. No matter how rocky your relationship, you both still exchanged your "I love you's" every night. It gave you a sense of relief, knowing that he was still here at the end of the day, waiting for you to crawl back in his arms. He made you strong, holding you up so that you would never fall. Your work had been keeping you away from him, your boss sending you across the globe every month for a week to attend company meetings. You appreciated that but you didn't like how threatened your love life felt. 

You placed your hand on the brown door, frowning at the heavy breathing sounds coming from beyond it. You bit your lip, pushing the door further until your body froze and your eyes widened.

Love was overrated, people said. You never believed them. Why would you believe them when you had such a beautiful love waiting for you at home? Maybe you shouldn't have been so blind. You should have known your relationship was beyond repair when Taehyung bought things from jewellery stores, only for them to never reach you. You had a joint account, perhaps he forgot about it in the spur of the new love he was brewing right in front of your eyes.

Somehow, tears didn't come. No matter how bad you wanted to scream or shout or cry, there were no tears to give you that satisfaction. Taehyung's body lay beneath that of a woman, who rode him while trying her best to muffle her moans. At first, you didn't recognize her but that tattoo on her hip had your heart breaking further. It was Jane. That best friend who was supposed to be your sister. That best friend who was supposed to be your bridesmaid.

Your fingers found their way to the doorknob, quietly pulling the door close. He wanted to break your heart? Fine. Let him have his fill for the night. You dragged yourself back to the front door, sitting down against a wall and staring at all the memories etched into the walls in between photo frames. Moans filled your ears, followed by a mumble of 'I love you'. You couldn't tell who said that but you could tell it wasn't fake. 

You were stupid to think that Taehyung wanted to fix this. He didn't. Instead, he went and found someone else. And that someone happened to be your best friend. So much for dreaming about a happy life.

You stood up when it seemed like they were done, your hand going up to bring down a photo that hung on the wall. You glared at the happy faces of you both, feeling envious of the relationship that seemed to be perfect once upon a time. What a lie!

You heard the turning of the doorknob, the light from the guest bedroom flooding the hallway as two figures stepped out. You didn't even look at them, your eyes too busy burning holes into the photograph but you knew they saw you, the sudden halting of footsteps telling you that you were right.

"Y/N…" 

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You stepped out of Jungkook's car, his hand immediately latching onto yours as he smiled at you and led you inside the venue. The place was beautifully decorated with orchids and lavenders, your mind feeling tempted to start making plans for your own wedding. 

No. Not again.

You gently shook your head, trying to focus on the problem before you. This was the first time you were going to meet Jungkook's family and your usual confidence was completely gone. Jungkook was very determined to prove to you that he wasn't ever gonna leave you. He was a man with firm beliefs and according to him, introducing you to his family was one step in proving his love to you. He didn't really have to prove anything to you, you already knew he wasn't lying. But you couldn't tell him. Opening up always seemed to be a problem in relationships. 

You held Jungkook's hand tightly, even going as far as to not pay attention to the board outside which stated the name of the bride and the groom. In the midst of your busy life, you didn't even ask Jungkook who was getting married. It was his family after all, must be someone you'd get along with later on. Jungkook noticed your nervousness, his hand letting go of yours and wrapping around your waist. He firmly pulled you closer to him, smiling at any familiar face that he came across.

"Is this something worth being nervous about?" He asked you, his inner therapist making an appearance. You sighed, replying with a no as you stepped inside the venue. Jungkook could tell you still weren't calm and he felt a bit guilty. Maybe it was too much to bring you to a family function before introducing you to them in a normal setting. You and Jungkook both knew that his family would definitely pop the question.

When are you two going to get married?

And in all honesty, none of you had the answer to that. Jungkook inhaled deeply, leading you to the side of the chapel, your eyes fixed on the altar that had been set in the far end. Jungkook's warm hand cupped your cheek, bringing your attention back to him. His eyes looked into yours with all the love in the world and your heart ached. It was the same look that you used to give him, only to have your heart shattered. 

"Y/N, I'll take you back home if you want. It doesn't matter to me whether you meet my family or not. I know I love you…" 

You immediately stood up on your tippy toes, capturing his lips in a soft kiss. Jungkook's heart fluttered, surprised that you were the first one to kiss him this time. It had never been you before. You pulled away, mustering up a shy smile as you looked at him. His eyes were still closed, making you chuckle. But he wasn't to be blamed. The kisses you both shared were always like this, sending either of you in a state of daze. It was pure and sweet.

"I don't know what makes me so lovable to you but I want to do this. I wanna do this so that you know that I care." You whispered, his eyes slowly opening to see you smiling at him. Jungkook wanted to tell you that he already knew you cared. He knew all about your heart break and your struggles with love. He knew you like the back of his hand. You cared. You always cared and Jungkook never wanted to put you in a position to say that out loud. 

"So all I needed to do was to arrange a wedding just so I could see my son? This is a cruel world." 

A feminine voice interrupted, making you both pull away and look at the source of it. An older woman stood before you, her eyes crinkling at the edges and her lips stretching into a grin that showed you her pearly whites. Her slightly gray hair had been tucked neatly into a bun, a pink dress adorning her body. You glanced at the man behind her, his grin just as wide as hers as he looked at Jungkook. No doubt these were his mom and dad. 

Jungkook chuckled, hugging the lady before you, kissing her cheek before moving to his father. You heard the murmurs of mom and dad from his mouth, praising yourself for having made the right conclusion. You smiled, your hands turning clammy as you clenched the side of your dress. You quietly stood by the side, watching the reunion and calming your nerves. You began looking at the other guests, low murmurs and laughs filling your ears. They all seemed to be settling down in their seats, indirectly letting you know that the ceremony was about to start and you both were a little late. The plan was for Jungkook to go see his cousin before the wedding but you could tell he wasn't gonna see her until she walked down the aisle.

"Y/N, come here, love." Jungkook's voice made you turn to him, your lips parting in surprise as his parents stared at you expectantly. You gave them a pressed smile and placed your hand in Jungkook's, letting him pull you towards him. 

"This is Y/N, my girlfriend but you already know that." There was a flash of recognition in his parents' eyes, his mother immediately pulling you into a hug and you let her. The way she embraced you was motherly and delicate, you found yourself relaxing in her arms as she rubbed your back.

"Kook has told us all about you. You're much more magnificent than he let on." She said, pulling away and looking at you from head to toe. 

Jungkook was lucky to have such amazing parents, they seemed to be interested in their son's life, unlike yours who barely talked to you once a year. It was safe to say that Jungkook was the only one you had in your life.

"I'm telling you now, Y/N is gonna be with me the entire-"

"I'm sorry but I'm not letting you steal my girlfriend from me. At least not until the ceremony ends. I need to protect her from the eyes of other men." Your eyes widened and you looked at Jungkook in amusement, wondering how he even said that out loud. He cheekily grinned at you, pulling you back to him and resting his chin on your shoulder. His parents laughed along, his father nodding at him encouragingly.

"I taught him well." He said, making you join in on the laughter. For the first time in a while, you felt like you weren't alone. Yes, Jungkook had been with you for two years now but sometimes you let your doubts get the best of you. It felt good to be protected once again and you knew Jungkook had it in him to a punch a man into oblivion for looking at you the wrong way. 

"It's starting, let's take our seats. I can't wait to see Jane in the dress we chose for her." Jungkook's mother stated, clasping her hands together. Despite the smile on her face, you found yourself growing tensed. Did you hear that right?

Did she say Jane?

You frowned, Jungkook's hand leading you towards the front row where the rest of his family sat. The hall was growing quiet, everyone's attention on the groom who was talking to the priest, his back facing you while you took a seat beside Jungkook. Your breathing slowly fell uneven, your body screaming at you to leave. Something was very wrong. 

You swallowed thickly, catching a glimpse of the ring clad fingers of the groom, your eyes doing a double take at one of them which you recognized all too well. Your hand found Jungkook's, intertwining your fingers with his out of anxiousness. He was your rock afterall. If you were to break right now, you could count on him to save you from the embarrassment. Soft melodies filled your ears, everyone's faces turning back to the double doors at the end of the room which had just opened. But you didn't turn. 

You didn't turn because there was someone else who had all your attention now. He stood in a black and white suit, smiling at his bride who wasn't a stranger to you. He looked the same, his brown hair covering his forehead as he glanced around the ceremony hall. Your heart stopped, your throat running dry and your head splitting apart. The familiar agony in your chest was rising back, reminding you of all the days Jungkook spent trying to make you feel okay again. 

As if things couldn't get worse, his eyes met yours, a flash of pain and confusion sparkling in them. His lips parted, his hands falling still beside him. The attention that was supposed to be on his bride was on you now. 

His first love. The one he'd never forget.

Your eyes burned, your throat aching as you held back all the tears that were threatening to show. You felt weaker with every second he looked at you, his own eyes watering on seeing you as confused as him.

"Y/N…"

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Taehyung stared at you in shock, his voice mirroring every single emotion he felt. His deep voice that you used to be in love with, stirred hatred in your heart, your teeth gritting and your hand smashing the photo frame against the floor. You watched in satisfaction as the glass hurtled everywhere, leaving your happy faces all crumpled and destroyed. There was a gasp before Taehyung rushed towards you but you gave no mind to him. He didn't deserve to look at your memories after what he had done. 

You quickly picked up a piece of glass from the floor and held it towards him threateningly, tears finally filling your eyes on seeing his distraught expression. "Take another step and I swear I will do something none of you would like." 

As soon as you said those words, Taehyung stopped in his place, a pained expression tainting all his features. You realized that maybe they wouldn't mind seeing you hurt. They did decide to fuck each other behind your back afterall. 

"Or maybe you'd like to see me hurt. Then you won't have to live with the guilt of me finding out, right? Because I'll be gon-"

"Y/N! Don't you dare finish that sentence!" Taehyung interrupted, his tone firm and disapproving. Okay, you probably went a little too far but it wasn't all a lie. Your heart had already been ripped out by them. 

Your took down another photograph, throwing it to the ground with a frustrated scream. Tears began falling down your cheeks, your throat aching as you hopelessly tried to stop. You didn't want them to see how broken you were. No. You couldn't give them the satisfaction. 

One by one, you broke every single frame, your hand finally gripping onto the last one, raising it in the air to end your love story, once and for all. But Taehyung couldn't watch you rip away all his happy memories anymore. As much as you weren't gonna believe him, he needed you just like before. He took hold of the photo from your hand, snatching the shard of glass with the other before tossing it to the floor. You clenched your jaw, glaring at him with all the disgust and hatred in the world, ignoring the aching in your palm because it was nothing compared to how injured your heart was.

Taehyung saw the crimson at the edges of the shard you had held, his eyes widening as he frantically looked at your hand, preparing to take it into his own for further inspection. As soon as his fingers grazed your skin, you yanked your hand away, taking a step back and hissing in pain. Blood dripped down your arm, the split skin of your palm burning as you stared at the two people in front of you.

"You don't get to touch me anymore." You announced, your voice firm and confident. At least you were stable enough for now. Jane hung her head low, tears making their way down her cheek. She hadn't realised what she was doing until she saw you. Her best friend. Her soul sister. She swore she'd never be able to look at herself without remembering what she had done to you. 

"Y/N, just...please let me explain, this isn't how I wanted you to find out." A bitter laugh escaped your mouth, your appearance probably coming off as that of a mad woman. So Taehyung did want you to find out? He didn't regret any of this? 

You concluded that you weren't gonna let him explain. His actions had told you all you needed to know. He wasn't in love with you anymore. He didn't need you anymore.

"Did I mean anything at all?" You questioned, Taehyung's eyes falling to the floor in shame. He couldn't blame you. He knew he couldn't. This was because of him. You were in pain because of him. 

"You meant everything. You still do." Taehyung answered, making you sob harder as you fell to your knees, cradling you hand as it continued to bleed. The pain was so unbearable that you wished you could just die. Why go through all this agony for someone who fell out of love with you? 

"Y/N, I'm sorry." Your best friend's voice echoed beside your sobs, making you suck in a sharp breath as you looked up at them. Cheaters. Liars. 

You abruptly stopped crying, your lips quivering as you shifted to the side, resting against the wall and clearing the way to your front door.

"Get out. Your voices are making me insane so don't talk and just get the fuck out of my life." You seethed, your chest heaving with how erratic your breathing was. There was a beat of silence before someone finally moved, Jane's legs entering your line of sight before vanishing. You heard her sniffling, holding yourself back from snapping at her. Why was she crying now? She should have thought about this before.

As Taehyung walked past you, your mind clicked in realization. You called out to him, missing the hopeful glint in his eyes as he turned around. But all hope was dead when you took off the promise ring, throwing it towards him and inhaling deeply while he caught it. 

"Take your empty promise with you."

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It was a small world, indeed. You didn't understand why people said that but now you knew. They weren't just referring to the many places and countries that you could visit. This was bigger than that. 

You didn't know how, but you got through the ceremony, shutting every single noise out so that you could drown in your thoughts. You couldn't bring yourself to listen to the 'I do' that they both exchanged, deeming it as too dangerous for your heart. So their love was real, afterall. And what a coincidence that Jane was Jungkook's cousin. 

You wanted to laugh at your luck, wondering if there was someone more broken than you. As you held the flute glass between your fingers, you fixed your gaze on Jungkook who was busy talking to a relative of his on the other side of the room. The after party was going pretty smoothly, your mind quietly praising you for having handled this situation so well. You felt someone stand beside you, your head turning to see Jungkook's mother looking at you with that loving smile on her face.

"I don't remember the last time he looked at someone like he looked at you today. You must be really special to him." She said, making you glance at Jungkook. Your heart skipped a beat, feeling thankful for being loved by someone like Jungkook. He really was a gift. Why he loved you so much was beyond your knowledge. And you didn't wanna ask. Because when someone answered that question, all their reasons seemed to end along with their curiosity of why they were in love.

"He is special to me too." You mumbled, Jungkook's eyes finally meeting yours. His mother squeezed your shoulder gently as you watched your boyfriend make his way to you. You couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or not, but Jungkook seemed to be looking much more gorgeous than he already was. 

You looked beside you, his mother quietly stepping away as she winked at you. You gave her a nervous smile, raising an eyebrow in slight confusion. What did she think was going to happen? Baby-making?

You were met with Jungkook's smile, his hands lovingly wrapping around your waist and pulling you flush against him. You placed your empty champagne glass on a tray being carried around by a waiter before focusing on your boyfriend.

"You okay?" He asked, concern lacing his eyes as he tucked your hair behind your ear. You had ditched your elegant hairstyle, letting your locks fall free which according to Jungkook's mother, made you look more like a goddess. 

You nodded, moving your hands around his neck. He nudged his head towards his mom who was busy talking to her husband. "I hope she didn't make you uncomfortable." 

You tsked, narrowing your eyes at him and leaning closer, making your nose brush against his. "Actually, she was telling me how she hadn't seen you admiring someone as much as-"

"Oh she must have missed the way I was looking at that woman in the red dress." You immediately gasped, punching his arm and trying to get out of his grip. He laughed, tipping his head back and holding you much more firmly. You pressed your lips together, maintaining your glare while trying to suppress the smile that threatened to take over your lips. You liked seeing him so happy and it made you even more happy that you were the reason behind it. There was the sudden urge to just lay out all of yourself for him but you couldn't, not when Taehyung was smiling at his bride the same way he used to smile at you.

Jungkook's laughter died down, his lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss. You closed your eyes, loving the way he made your heart melt within seconds. 

"No one in this world is half as enchanting as you." He muttered, pulling away slowly to look at your flustered expression. These reactions were the only thing that told Jungkook that he stood a chance. That he did come close to knocking at your heart's door. Whether you opened it or not, was unfortunately not in his hands. 

"Jungkook?" That familiar voice made you freeze, Jungkook's head turning to the side as he let go of you to hug his cousin. Your heart started pounding in your chest. You were uncomfortable and angry and all the wrong things that you weren't supposed to be. You closed your eyes, taking in deep breaths and telling yourself that you were strong enough to do this. 

The only reason you weren't expressing your anguish was because Jungkook didn't know. He didn't know that your best friend's name was Jane. He didn't know that your boyfriend's name was Taehyung. You had never mentioned their names during any of your sessions, concluding that the very syllables of their names made you furious. And they did. They still did.

You opened your eyes again, only to see Taehyung making his way towards where you stood. Things seemed to be getting worse. As much as you wanted to be strong, you knew you couldn't do this. Not when Taehyung's eyes were begging you to let him talk to you. With a sharp intake of breath, you turned to Jungkook, avoiding Jane's eyes as you tapped his arm.

"I'm gonna go out for a minute. I don't feel too good but don't worry, you know I don't do good with crowded places. I'll be back before you know it." Your strained smile made alarms blare in Jungkook's head. He reluctantly nodded, watching you until you disappeared outside. He sighed, glancing at his sister who had just been joined by her husband. That's when something clicked.

If you thought Jungkook hadn't noticed the way you were barely holding yourself together during the wedding ceremony, you were mistaken. Jungkook always noticed things about you. Whether it was a haircut or you trying to hide something from him. He had seen the way you looked at Taehyung. He had seen the way Taehyung had whispered your name as Jane walked down the aisle.

Something was up and Jungkook knew Taehyung had the answers to all his questions. He had met the man once before when you were out for work. Taehyung was a good one, Jungkook had pointed out to Jane during one of their text conversations. But now, he wasn't so sure.

"Is she okay?" Taehyung asked, gesturing towards the door from where you left. Jungkook raised an eyebrow, finding it difficult to hold himself back from blurting out the question. But this was you. And Jungkook was willing to go all out for you.

"Taehyung, I need you to tell me something. Have you met Y/N before?" 

Jane's breath hitched, her brain rushing to make up an excuse but when she felt Taehyung's hand on hers, she knew he wanted to let it all out. For years, it was only the two of them who knew about what they had done. Your mutual friends had assumed that you were just too stuck up to meet them anymore and Taehyung hadn't stopped them. Seeing you after so many years made him question himself. Was that really how much your love was worth? 

He deserved to be beaten up until he couldn't breathe and he knew Jungkook would gladly do that. He saw the love in the therapist's eyes, concluding that it seemed much deeper than what Taehyung gave you. Taehyung nudged his head towards one of the backrooms, swallowing thickly as he proceeded to prepare himself to recall that horrible night.

You stared at the ocean in front of you, the cold breeze fanning your face and making goosebumps rise on your skin. So far, you had been successful in calming yourself down, sighing in relief as the tears died down. Crying was a very vulnerable thing. You didn't want anyone to see you like that. Not even Jungkook.

Surprisingly, Jungkook had never seen you cry. Even your therapy sessions consisted of you holding up a strong front before him. No matter how many times he urged you to let it all out, you never did. Maybe it was the right choice. Maybe it wasn't. You weren't one to decide.

You felt a warm jacket drape over your shoulders, Jungkook's scent filling your senses. You glanced at him, noticing the way his eyes weren't as bright as before. They were...sad and guilty. You couldn't think of any reason for him to be feeling this way. Nonetheless, he gave you a sympathetic smile which broke your heart a little. 

You averted your gaze back to the sea, growing nervous at the uncomfortable silence that enveloped you both. "You missed the first dance." Jungkook said, his voice as gentle as a feather. You nodded, wincing at the realisation that you had been out here for too long.

"Sorry, I just didn't like it in there." You answered honestly, clasping your hands in front of you, your elbow resting at the white railing that had between decorated with a bunch of flowers at equal distances. "Something you didn't like in particular?" 

You shook your head, feeling his eyes at the side of your face. You could tell there was a reason behind all these questions, you were just praying that it wasn't because of what you were thinking. You were scared that if he pushed any further, you'd give in. You'd tell him everything and ruin it all. 

Jungkook let out a shaky breath, turning to you and taking hold of your arm before pulling you towards him. Your eyes widened, your heart racing as he cupped your cheeks. His eyes were laced with desperation and helplessness, his fingers caressing your cheeks as if you were made of glass.

"Baby, please let me in...please." he begged, breaking down all your walls at once. Your lips quivered, eyes watering as you threw yourself in his arms and clung to him, crying as if your life depended on it. Jungkook's heart was breaking with each sob of yours, his own eyes tearing up as he held you tightly, letting you cry as much as you wanted to. 

You had opened the door for him, letting him in just like he wanted. But Jungkook regretted it, unable to comprehend how bad you had been holding it all in. He held you against his chest, hands firm on your back, shielding you from the world. From Taehyung, who stood at a distance, watching you both with a busted lip. He deserved it. His own tears didn't stop, his hands clenching angrily at himself. You really didn't deserve any of it. Not after all the love you had showered on Taehyung. 

Jane stood inside the venue, softly crying at the scene unfolding in front of her. She still hated herself. She still remembered how you both had promised things to each other. Things as simple as being each other's bridesmaids or traveling across the globe together. She had ruined her own friendship, losing that one beautiful human who made her happy. 

But love was crazy. It overcame anything and everything. Taehyung loved jane, enough to let you walk away. He wanted to let you go before starting his relationship with Jane but he couldn't. Because your smile always made him think that he was still in love with you. To this day, he wasn't able to convince himself otherwise.

"Y/N…" You didn't stop crying, his voice didn't affect you anymore. That seemed like a good thing. You held onto jungkook's shirt tighter, feeling his hold growing more firm. You slowly turned your head, looking at Taehyung with teary eyes. It was the same sight as that day, Taehyung recalled. The only difference was that this time, you had someone to hold you up, unlike Taehyung, who had left your hand to go hold someone else's.

Taehyung took a step closer, making you frown in disapproval. He swallowed thickly, looking down at his shoes. "Will you ever forgive me? Us?" His voice was a bare whisper but you heard him. You didn't want to disappoint anyone but you knew Jungkook wouldn't like that. He had taught you to put yourself high up on a pedestal where only the people you liked could reach you.

"You don't have to forgive everything." 

He had said during your first therapy session. Till today, you thought about it. Would you forgive Taehyung and Jane for what they did? The answer was simple.

"No." You replied, sniffling with your cheek pressed against Jungkook's chest. "Is that okay?" You added, watching Taehyung smile slightly at your question. You didn't change much. You still wanted to please people but your decisions seemed to be firmer now. Taehyung nodded, glancing at Jungkook before turning around and leaving you both alone. You closed your eyes, feeling Jungkook's lips pressing against your head. You had things to say to him too but you didn't know how. After everything he was doing for you, he deserved this. He deserved your love.

"Jungkook, I know how much you love me. It's not that I don't feel the same but I'm afraid…"

"Never will I ever leave you like he did. I'm not him." You gazed up at Jungkook, your chin resting on his chest. There it was again. The bright fire in his eyes, passionate and loving, waiting to consume you. You held the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss him. This kiss was different than the rest. It was more meaningful. Because it didn't just contain his love but yours too. 

As you lay your head on his bare chest, listening to his heart beat and running circles on his stomach, you wondered if everything was really planned out. Taehyung wasn't meant to be yours. And you weren't meant to be his. If someone had told you that you'd be so in love with someone, two years ago, you would have probably lashed out at them. But now you knew. Looking for love was wrong. Waiting for love was wrong. Crying over love was wrong.

Because there's always gonna be a love stronger than the one before. You just had to be strong enough to be able to live through all the heartbreaks to reach there. 

Jungkook's fingers played with your hair, his smile not quite hiding itself as he whispered to you the words he said everyday.

"I love you."

You looked up at him, smiling at him unlike all other days. Because this night was different. You weren't broken anymore. You were in love. And that was the most beautiful feeling in the world, beautiful enough to heal all your broken parts. You admired your lover's face, feeling warm and fuzzy at how intensely he gazed at you.

"I love you too."

I wrote this in a day and it's 3 AM right now but I don't wanna sleep without posting it. I made myself so sad with this imagine, idk why. I hope this was okay! I'm gonna crash now. Goodnight!

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#bts #bts taehyung #bts one shot #bts jungkook #bts imagines #bts angst #bts angst imagines #bts reactions #bts request #bts kim taehyung #bts jeon jungkook #taehyung×reader #jungkook×reader #bts Taehyung imagines #bts Jungkook imagines #tumblr updated and it sucks #smileyoongle #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

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ғαηтαsíα (A Disney Yandere! BTS AU)

Here I am with another teaser. My love for writing and Disney movies made me do this. Let's get it!

Note: This work is purely fiction. Contains mentions of blood, death, mature content and obsessive behaviour.

> prísσnєr (α чαndєrє! kím sєσkjín rαpunzєl αu)

> hídє αnd sєєk ( α чαndєrє! kím nαmjσσn snσw whítє αu)

> αfrαíd ( α чαndєrє! mín чσσngí вєαutч αnd thє вєαst αu)

> thírd tímє's α chαrm ( α чαndєrє! jung hσsєσk αlαddín αu)

> trαppєd ( α чαndєrє! pαrk jímín líttlє mєrmαíd αu)

> kíll fσr чσu ( α чαndєrє! kím tαєhчung cíndєrєllα αu)

> unrєquítєd ( α чαndєrє! jєσn jungkσσk slєєpíng вєαutч αu)

Oh and let me know about the taglist. I'm excited for this series!

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#bts #yandere bts #bts yandere #yandere au #bts imagines #bts one shot #bts request #bts jhope #bts taehyung #yandere bts imagine #bts jimin #bts jungkook #bts namjoon #bts yoongi #bts jin #yandere bts×reader #smileyoongle #fantasía disney au #yandere bts au #yandere×reader #bts royal au #yandere disney au #yandere #bts angst #bts moodboards #kpop roleplay #bts scenarios #coming soon #bts as yanderes #bts au

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Making of a lover (Yandere CEO! Jeon Jungkook)

It's literally 1AM and I wanted to write this. I mean, sleep? I don't know who that is anymore.....so let's get it?

Pairing: Yandere CEO! Jungkook×Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood, death, mature content, obsessive behaviour. Do not read if you are sensitive to any of these topics.

You held the soft blanket tightly against your chest, covering your bare body while you rested against the headboard of the huge bed you were laying in. Guilt and anger was running through every inch of you, occupying your mind and heart as best as it could.

A mistake is what it had been.

Probably the biggest mistake of your life.

Forcing yourself out of bed, you stood up and hissed as your feet met with the cold floor. With hesitant steps, you finally reached the long mirror that stood against the red wall. It wasn't a normal red though, it was the kind which you would associate with blood.

Your eyes burned as the tears started forming in them, all your emotions threatening to come out. You gazed at your appearance, completely disgusted by what you had done. The various hickeys and bruises littered across your neck and chest were gonna be a reminder to you for some days. Even if they faded away, you weren't sure if you would be able to forget the previous night. You closed your eyes and let the tears fall. Your heart hurt a little too much for you to handle. And it wasn't because you were in pain. It was because you had put someone else in pain. Someone you loved a lot. Someone you were gonna spend your life with.

But you knew you couldn't live with yourself after what you had done. And you also knew that Jimin wouldn't want to do anything with you if he found out about the night you had spent being fucked by your boss, Jeon Jungkook. You could still feel his hot breath on your skin. You could still feel his lips against yours. Your lower body hurt a little, considering the fact that Jungkook hadn't been very gentle with you.

With a shaky breath, you dropped the white sheet onto the floor, revealing the reflection of your naked body. You gasped on seeing more hickeys and bruises covering your body in shades of purple and red. Your knees felt weak and you couldn't stand up anymore, so you fell to the ground. Clutching your hair tightly, you pulled and cried, the tears of frustration falling uncontrollably. With a quiet sob, you brought your left hand down and glanced at the diamond ring that adorned your finger.

It had been three months since Jimin proposed to you. It was a rather beautiful proposal for you seeing as he had set up a dinner at the beach. You remembered squealing when he got down on his knee and pulled out the ring, leaving you awestruck and flustered. That day, you had sworn there was no one else you'd rather be with. But then you got a new job at a company whose CEO was an asshole called Jeon Jungkook. He was cold and scary and very controlling. You absolutely hated being his secretary but you also couldn't deny the fact that he was hot and gorgeous. That handsome face scolded you everyday, made your job very difficult but you stayed because the amount of money you were being paid was huge. Also the rumours in the office made you curious. Everyone kept saying how you were the only secretary who Mr Jeon hadn't fired within a week. That made you feel like maybe you were good at whatever you did. That's probably why you weren't fired.

The party last night was thrown in celebration of the company being included in 'The Fortune Global 500 Companies'. All the women at the party were drooling over how hot Mr Jeon looked but surprisingly, you were the one who had all his attention. He talked to you the entire night and you doubted if he was the same person who made your life a living hell. All the drinks that you consumed had made you tipsy and the next thing you knew, you were a moaning mess underneath your boss. Your heart screamed at you to stop but you couldn't. His touch made you feel some type of way and you craved more of it. So, you let him do whatever he wanted to do.

Wiping away your tears, you stood up and looked around the room for your clothes but they were nowhere to be seen. You frowned and looked around once again, hoping to find any clothes at all but there was nothing. With a sigh, you grabbed the white sheet and covered yourself once again. It was time to tell your boss that last night was a mistake and you were ready to resign. Why? Because you couldn't lose Jimin. He probably won't find out if you left the company and got a new job instead.

You left the bedroom and walked straight towards the living room. You knew this house too well since you had been called here at ungodly hours just to make tea or arrange Mr Jeon's wardrobe. He was beyond heartless for keeping you up at night and expecting you to not be late for work the next morning. Absolutely heartless.

Reaching the lavish living room, you pursed your lips on seeing him sitting in the balcony, his laptop in front of him as he spoke to someone on it. Perhaps a video conference.

Slowly you walked towards him, your heart beating faster with every step you took. You stopped in front of him, your eyes fixed on the floor as he continued to talk to the person on the laptop.

"Hold on for a minute. She's here."

You heard him say, your eyes shooting up to his face. He was talking about you to someone. Why? He pressed a few keys on his laptop and looked up at you, his eyes widening momentarily.

Jungkook's breath hitched but you didn't notice, his eyes trailing down your body which was covered with his bed sheet, the white fabric preventing him from looking at your body that he had worshipped the night before. The marks on your skin made him smirk. He had made sure he marked every inch of you. Because you were his since the day you stepped into his office.

He could still remember how you had stood out to him from the rest of the candidates who were applying for the job. Your eyes had called out to him, air of innocence surrounding you. Your lips had looked so inviting to him that he wanted nothing more than to lay you down on his table and make sure that the only name you ever said was his. Immediately, he had given you the job, getting excited about the day he would finally have his way with you. But when he heard about your fiancé, his anger knew no bounds. His heart ached and he felt sad. Every other woman in the building wanted him but you didn't even spare him a glance. All because of that stupid Park Jimin. So he started piling you up with more work, stopping you from going home to your fiancé. And finally at the party, he noticed the glances you gave him, looking at him like he was the only one for you. And with that, Jungkook managed to get you exactly where he wanted you to be.

You tasted so sweet, he could have continued tasting you for hours. Your skin looked so beautiful with his marks on it, he wanted to sit back and admire the masterpiece that he had created. Your moans and whimpers were so enrapturing, your voice became his favourite sound in the world. The night was his. You were his. Everything was perfect.

"Mr Jeon? Are you okay?" Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He focused his attention back on you and cleared his throat, standing up and making his way towards where you stood.

"I'm okay. Why are you up so soon, doll? You need to rest." He replied, closing the distance between him and you, his hands wrapping around your waist. You blushed and widened your eyes, trying to decide if you should push him away or hold on to the sheets which covered you. Jungkook took great pride in seeing you so flustered because of him. It made him feel in control and he loved being in control.

"M-Mr Jeon what are you d-doing?" You stuttered, your eyes darted around the balcony in search of something you could do. You gasped when Jungkook buried his head in the crook of your neck, his lips pressing against your skin and leaving a trail of kisses.

"Call me Jungkook, baby. It sounds way better when you say it." He hummed against your neck. Jimin's face flashed across your mind and with all your might, you pushed Jungkook away, watching as his eyes portrayed pure shock.

"Stop it, Jungkook. All I came here to say is that last night shouldn't have happened. It was a mistake which I deeply regret. I am ready to resign but I request you to never speak of last night again." You stated, giving him a glare. If he thought he could play you around, he was wrong.

Jungkook couldn't believe what you had just said. You wanted to resign? Last night was a mistake? You regretted it? He scoffed in disbelief, shaking his head and running his hands through his hair. There was no way you thought that. His angel didn't want him? Impossible.

And then it struck him, his eyes landing on the ring on your finger. He narrowed his eyes and his breathing became heavy. His aura became darker and you felt shivers running down your spine. He was scaring you. Suddenly, loud laughs filled your ears as you stared in astonishment at your boss. What was so funny?

"It's because of him, isn't it? That stupid bastard who found you first. I knew it. Good thing I was prepared." He said in between laughs, moving over to turn his laptop towards you.

A loud gasp escaped your lips as Jimin's beaten up form came into view. He was tied to a chair and a gag prevented him from speaking. Numerous bruises littered his face along with patches of blood here and there. Tears filled your eyes and whimpers left your mouth. It was a video call, you could tell. Jungkook had kidnapped Jimin. It was pretty obvious now. You didn't even flinch when Jungkook came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you, swaying you side to side with him.

"See, I prepared already. Now there's nothing to worry about, my love. All you have to do is forget him and accept me as your one and only. Because you are mine. All of you belongs to me. And I will kill anyone who poses a threat to what I want." He mumbled, his cheek pressed against yours.

"Jimin...." You called out, breaking down into sobs when he responded by opening his eyes and looking at you. "Y/N..." He whispered but you heard it. His eyes fell on jungkook's hands around you, his jaw clenching at the sight.

"Leave her alone." He growled, earning a chuckle from Jungkook. He was enjoying this too much. It felt good to have Jimin be jealous this time. Jungkook kissed your wet cheek and smirked, watching as jimin thrashed to get out of his confines.

"It's funny how you think I'll listen to you when I can have you killed with a snap of my fingers." Jungkook taunted, feeling your body shivering under his touch. He tilted his head and looked at you, frowning on seeing how sad you were.

"Tell me what's it gonna be, angel. We don't have time to waste." He cooed, brushing your hair away from your neck. "Why are you doing this?" You cried as Jimin glared at Jungkook.

"Cause he's a psychopath!" Jimin spat, still struggling with the restraints. It pained you to see him like that, knowing it's because of you. Jungkook clenched his jaw and grabbed your hair, pulling it back so that your head rested on his shoulder. You screamed and placed one hand on his, trying to make him let go of your hair.

"You wanna know why? Because you have been on my mind since the day you walked through the doors of my office. Since that day, I have dreamt of nothing but you. You with me. You underneath me. You beside me. I have been going crazy, thinking about how this pathetic man gets to touch you everyday. How he gets to hold you. How he gets to fuck you. I wasn't gonna just sit and watch, Y/N. You are mine. Will always be."

You cried as he held you tighter, attaching his lips to your neck and sucking harshly. Jimin yelled angrily in the background but Jungkook didn't stop. He had to mark you again and again, so that he could be sure that you were his.

"Say it, baby. Say you're mine and I'll let Jimin live." Jungkook mumbled against your ear, loosening his hold on your hair. You knew Jungkook wasn't lying. If he got Jimin kidnapped then he could kill him too. You couldn't let him die, could you?

"I'm yours."

Jungkook smirked in satisfaction, watching Jimin staring at you in disbelief. "Y/N...."

"I couldn't let you die, Jimin. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.." you apologized, more and more tears staining your cheeks. It made Jungkook furious to see the love in your eyes, all directed towards Jimin. No! It was supposed to be for him.

"Kill him."

Your eyes widened and you looked at Jungkook, shaking your head rapidly. Just then, a gun shot was heard and you saw Jimin's body fall to the side limply. "What did you do?!" You screamed, slapping Jungkook across the face. Jungkook rubbed his cheek and poked the inside of it with his tongue before turning to you. With gritted teeth, he pulled your hand and took you inside the house, throwing you onto the couch. He hovered over you and gripped your wrists, placing them above your head and holding them there.

"He had to die. He had to die! Do you hear me?! He touched what's mine. As long as he lived, you wouldn't have loved me so I killed him!" Jungkook yelled, bringing his face closer to yours. He held your jaw tightly to keep you from looking away.

"I am your creation, baby. You made me what I am right now. So take care of me, won't you?" And with that, he placed his lips on you.

It's absolutely unedited so please forgive me. I could have actually done better.

-XX

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Tsundere BTS! In Love With The Best Friend Part Two

So you can find the first part in the masterlist in my bio. It was hella angst and I thought I'll just leave it at that. But recently, someone asked me if I was doing a part two and I couldn't say no. Cause I'm a sucker for happy endings so... LET'S GET IT?!

Kim Seokjin:

Jin's legs automatically took him towards you, his eyes staring at you with guilt and relief, all at the same time. You were sat under a tree with a notebook in your lap, scribbling furiously in it. It had been a week since he last spoke to you, the bitter memory bringing immense pain to his heart. He had continuously ignored you since that night, not even glancing at you in the classroom. But he figured it was too much. Especially after he heard rumours of your breakup. He assumed that they were just stupid and fake rumours but when he saw you all alone in the cafeteria one day, he knew he was wrong. Gathering all his courage and throwing all his anger out of the window, he decided that he needed to be there for you, no matter what. 

Jin quietly sat down beside you, pursing his lips when he saw you stealing glances at him. Your body language was pretty clear. You didn't wanna talk to him. He sighed and nudged you. "Y/N?"

You shifted a little away from him, not even daring to look at his face. A pang of guilt washed over Jin, his eyes wandering around the huge yard in front of the university where he studied with you. With a deep breath, he gently held your arm and leaned closer to you. 

"Y/N. Talk to me, please. I know what I did was wrong but you have to talk to me. I can't fix this if you don't."

You clenched your jaw and yanked your hand away from him.

The audacity.

You quickly shoved your books in your bag and zipped it shut, standing up to leave. But Jin was persistent. He didn't like the way he left things with you. No matter how much he loved you, he was your best friend since forever. 

"Walking away from me isn't gonna help-"

"And you're the one saying that? Are you kidding me right now?!" You snapped, glaring at Jin with your bloodshot eyes. Jin's lips parted as he took in your face. You looked so broken. All because of him.

"You're the one who walked away, Jin. Not me. You didn't even let me tell you that I love you too. Probably more than you do. You just...you just left me alone. When I needed you." You said, your voice cracking as you muttered the three words that were supposed to make everyone's heart flutter. And they did make Jin's heart flutter. He wanted to slap himself for treating you like that. He was ashamed of himself. Even after hearing what he always wanted to hear, he was unable to reply to you. And that made you scoff. You shook your head and let out a bitter chuckle, turning on your heel to walk away from him for good. 

"I love you more than you know. And I want you to stay so that I can make it right. Will you stay?" 

There he was. The Kim Seokjin that you knew. Always so straightforward. You turned around to face him with slightly widened eyes. You both knew that your relationship had missed a chance and if it happened again, it would turn into a lifelong regret. You bit your lip and glanced at the grass beneath your feet, your fingers fiddling with the strap of your bag. 

"I don't-"

His lips immediately pressed against yours. It took everything in him to do this but Jin knew that you were a sucker for PDA. He wanted to get used to it for you. Your eyes remained closed after he pulled away, his soft breathing fanning your face as your heart thumped loudly.

"I'll stay."

Kim Namjoon:

Namjoon glanced at your blank face, wondering what was going through your mind. You had been awfully quiet since the morning, and it didn't suit you at all. Namjoon had probably asked you a hundred times but you shrugged it off, like it was nothing. But he knew better. If something was bothering you then it had to be important. 

It was your weekly movie night with Namjoon but all you could think about was how you made a fool of yourself the night before. It irked you and you really wanted to ask him why he didn't mention it. 

That's because he doesn't feel the same way.

"Y/N, this is getting annoying. Can you please just-"

"Why don't you love me?" 

The words escaped your mouth and surprisingly, you felt no regrets. Namjoon's eyebrows raised at you in question, clearly confused by your sudden mood. You were so in your head that you hadn't even noticed the tear that had fallen down your cheek. You whipped your head towards him, your arms crossed before your chest.

"Why didn't you tell me that I confessed to you last night? It's probably because you don't love me back but please, Namjoon, I need you to tell me that before I lose my mind." You begged, your voice cracking as more tears cascaded down your cheeks. Namjoon was dumbfounded. How did you know? Unless you weren't drunk. 

He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. So it wasn't just your drunk words. You really meant it. Namjoon's heart did a little flip and he wondered if this was normal.

"I thought you were drunk." He stated, opening his eyes again to see you crying and wiping your nose. You shook your head while attempting to calm yourself down. Why the fuck were you crying?

Namjoon gulped and willed himself to hug you. You needed it, even though he didn't know why. He awkwardly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against his chest, your gasp making him wince.

"Is this okay?" He asked, placing his chin on your head. You chuckled and nodded, wrapping your arms around his waist. Namjoon smiled at the warmth that was spreading through his chest. It felt too nice and he wanted to stay like this forever. He cleared his throat and rubbed your back, mentally cheering himself up to finally let out everything that he wanted to say.

"I was scared that you were saying that just because you were drunk. It's not that I don't...you know...want you more than a best friend. I just didn't think I stood a chance. You're just..way too good for me." 

You immediately pulled away and gave him a look of disbelief, lightly hitting his shoulder. Namjoon frowned and tilted his head. Did he say something wrong?

"You made me cry and-fuck, Namjoon. I was so scared that you didn't love me back." You shook your head, wiping away the remaining tears. You looked at your best friend who was sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck and grabbed his collar before placing your lips on his. Namjoon's eyes widened but he relaxed as you moved your lips against his. His eyes closed and his hands moved to your waist, kissing you back. You pulled away eventually and rested your forehead against his.

Namjoon grinned at you, making you smiled.

"Can we do that, like…. again and again?"

Min Yoongi:

Yoongi stormed into the house he shared with you, his heart pounding. But not because of any positive feelings. He had met your friend for a date he had planned, only to find out that you had told her about your feelings for Yoongi. For a second, Yoongi had thought that maybe it was all true. But then he realised that maybe you were just fooling around. Because how did you suddenly develop feelings for Yoongi on the very day that he had his date?

"Y/N!" He called out, entering the living room where you were sitting on the couch. You winced and stood up, putting on a fake smile as you turned to face your best friend. "Hey yoongs, you're back-"

"What the fuck did you do? Why did you lie to Jaehee about you having some kind of feelings for me?" He asked, gritting his teeth. 

You gulped, a bit surprised at how angry he was. Because Yoongi had never raised his voice at you before. You bit your lip and looked down at the floor, not knowing if you should just tell him the truth or not. Judging from the way he reacted, he clearly was looking forward to this date. And you ruined it.

"Cat got your tongue? It's okay, I'll tell you why you did it. You did it because you just couldn't take it anymore, could you? You couldn't see me happy and moving on with my life because for once, I wasn't giving you enough attention. For once, I wasn't here to see you cry after another guy stood you-"

You narrowed your eyes at him in disbelief, your heart aching as tears pricked your eyes. But you couldn't take it anymore. You couldn't hear his bullshit anymore.

"Fuck you, Yoongi. Fuck you! This is what you assumed? After years of knowing me, you think I only wanted your attention? You didn't even think that maybe I didn't lie to Jaehee? That maybe I really did feel something for you. I fucking get it that you won't ever feel like that towards me but you don't get to stand there and say crap about me whilst I stand here, crying over you going off with a girl who isn't me!" 

Your sobs filled the room as you covered your face, your chest heaving as you gasped occasionally. Yoongi swallowed thickly and fixed his eyes on the floor. He wasn't expecting this at all. He felt really stupid for saying those things but he was angry. Angry at you for making him feel like you didn't care. But he was wrong. And now he knew that. 

As your cries died down, you sniffled and wiped your face, getting ready to go into your room and lock yourself. 

"I love you. This date didn't mean anything to me." Your eyes widened slightly as you gaped at Yoongi, his dark eyes watching you, begging you for forgiveness. Your lack of response made him move closer to you as he continued.

"I shouldn't have said any of that stuff. But you can't blame me for being mad at you, Y/N. I watched you pick all those guys, not even giving me a second glance. What was I supposed to think?" He said, hesitantly moving his hand towards your cheek. This was the first time you were seeing Yoongi being so expressive. He had never even held your hand properly, always keeping his warm side locked up in a closet. 

"I was scared I'd lose you if I said anything."

Yoongi shook his head and pulled you into a hug, wrapping his arms firmly around you. He rocked you side to side, burying his face in your neck.

"We're both idiots for assuming shit. Lesson learned. But I think I love you more. Not that this is a competition or anything."

Jung Hoseok:

"Hoseok…"

The young man turned around on hearing his name, his eyes widening on seeing your face as he clutched the umbrella tightly. Rain poured over you, drenching you from head to toe but nothing could hide the fact that you were crying. It had been days since you had been trying to search for Hoseok, not once getting any hint. No one ever opened the door when you rang the bell, no one ever picked up the phone when you called him and no one ever responded to your messages. Your life had become a mess but you didn't wanna give up until Hoseok told you why he was so mad at you. 

"Y/N ...what are you doing here?" Hoseok said over the rain, taking a step closer to you. Something inside you broke on hearing his voice and you threw yourself in his arms, not caring that you were completely wet. Hoseok gasped softly at the sudden contact but he eventually wrapped an arm around you, holding the umbrella over both of your heads. You sobbed into his chest, making him confused and sad. Who hurt you?

The thought made him angry. Hell, he knew he shouldn't have left you like that. It was too cruel. "What's wrong? Did someone hurt you? You shouldn't be out in the rain like this, you'll get sick." He softly scolded, feeling his clothes becoming damp and sticking to his skin. You abruptly stopped crying and pulled away, your teary eyes glaring at him with whatever emotions you could gather.

"'What's wrong?' Are you really asking me that? Where have you been? I have been looking for you day and night! You never responded to my calls either. I was so-"

"Why were you looking for me?" You stopped ranting, gaping at his sudden question. And suddenly, the realisation hit you too. Why were you looking for him?

To confess. To tell him that you needed him by your side. And you had to let him know before things escalated again. You took in a deep shaky breath and clenched your fists.

"I was looking for you because I wanted to tell you that...I love you. And I need you…"

Hoseok felt his heart beating faster. This was only something that he dreamed of. 

"I don't know what I did to make you hate me but-"

"I don't hate you. I never can." He interrupted you, all his walls breaking down around him. You frowned at him, your confusion very evident. "Then why'd you leave?" You asked, not being able to understand anything. Hoseok closed his eyes and sighed. Cause he was a fucking fool.

"Misunderstandings do that, I guess. When you said you liked someone…"

"I was talking about you." You stated, slowly getting hold of the situation. Hoseok nodded, finally giving you a small smile before stepping forward and cupping your cheek. He rested his forehead against yours and looked at you like you were his everything. Your cheeks warmed up and you bit your lip, blushing harder when he kissed your forehead. "I love you." 

You sneezed in response, earning a laugh from him as he held your hand and started leading you towards his apartment.

"Can't have you catching a cold now, can we? I don't find the idea of cuddling your sick self very appealing."

Park Jimin:

At first when Jimin saw you at the bar, he thought it was just his mind playing tricks. You were supposed to be on your date. But when he heard your voice, whining and complaining to the bartender about something, he understood that it was indeed, you. He excused himself from his group of friends, who understandingly nodded at him on spotting you. 

"Am I that ugly? Or am I too clingy? Do I really-"

"Y/N, what the fuck are you doing here?"

You flinched and turned around to see Jimin glaring at you. He hated it when you got yourself drunk. It never ended well but thankfully, he saw you before you could even get started. You had tears running down your cheeks and a pout on your red lips, your lilac velvet dress making you look like you definitely belonged in the club. You narrowed your eyes at him and clenched your jaw. "What is it to you?" 

Jimin wasn't liking your attitude at all. He gritted his teeth and rushed closer to you, holding your arm in a firm grip.

"It's everything to me. Now come on, I'm taking you home." He said, dragging you outside and ignoring your protests. Just as he reached his car, you yanked your arm away from him, your eyes watering as you pouted, an indication that you were going to cry. Strangely, Jimin found it beyond adorable. You just looked so sad that he wanted to hide you in his arms forever. Too bad you were going on dates with people who weren't him.

"Are you going to cry?" He asked, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. He leaned against his car, hoping to just get over with the night before he ended up kissing you. You were just insanely beautiful.

You shook your head furiously at first before changing your mind and nodding. Jimin bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smiling at you. His heart was already doing things to make him flustered. He sighed and opened the passenger door of the car, nudging his head for you to get in. You broke down into tears all of a sudden and ended up going to hug him. Jimin frowned, his heart doing that weird fuzzy thing. You continued to cry in his arms, holding the collar of his black shirt and gasping occasionally. 

"Y/N, why are you crying?" Jimin asked, awkwardly wrapping his arms around you. If anything, he was the one who should have been crying. But now that Jimin thought about it, maybe your date stood you up or something? That's why you were at the club, right?

"Because you don't wanna go out with me." You hiccuped, clutching his collar harder. Jimin closed his eyes and sighed. "Y/N I told you-"

It was rather ironic. You were like an open book. Everyone knew everything about you but you always managed to be so unpredictable. Because the next thing Jimin knew, your lips were pressed against his. He was shocked but this was what he wanted. So he gave in, cupping your wet cheeks and kissing you like he meant it. Because he did. 

"The date was supposed to be between you and me, you idiot." You mumbled against his lips, whining when he pulled away and looked at you with a deep frown. And that's when everything hit him. Of course. Of course, he didn't know. Cause he didn't let you speak. Jimin shook his head, leaning his forehead against yours and mumbling a string of apologies. You giggled, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips that made him smile. He wiped away your tears and intertwined your hands.

"How about I take you on a date right now? You can blast music on the speakers and sing at the top of your lungs with the windows down even if it's embarrassing."

Kim Taehyung:

Taehyung ran up the stairs, his breathing heavy and his heart panicking. He could feel the fear coursing through his veins. The fear of losing you so far that he won't ever see you again. It had been two weeks since that terrible terrible night and Taehyung refused to talk to you. But it wasn't his fault. He was only trying to keep his distance so that he wouldn't fall for you further. 

He was working his shift at the local theatre in town where you worked with him. It was time to close when you walked up to him and handed him a small piece of paper before rushing towards the roof. Taehyung frowned and looked at your disappearing back before glancing at the paper.

"I'm sorry for everything, Tae. I mean it."

And within seconds, his feet were taking him up to the roof. He had a very bad feeling about this. He should have just talked everything out with you. He was a fucking idiot.

Taehyung pushed the door open, his heart lurching to his throat on seeing you sitting on the ledge.

"Y/N!" He yelled and ran to you, grabbing your arm and lifting you up. You yelped and hissed, surprised at Taehyung's actions.

"Have you lost your mind?! What were you thinking?" He scolded you, your frown deepening on hearing him. You glanced at the ledge and you realised that Taehyung had got the wrong idea. You let out a chuckle.

"No matter how sad I am, I am not gonna jump off a small building which is gonna do nothing but break my bones." You said, making him sigh in relief. Taehyung pinched the bridge of his nose, taking deep breaths to keep himself from lashing out on you. With a cold gaze, he turned to you, handing you the paper you had given him.

"Explain this." He said, crossing his arms over his chest. You were conflicted on what to say because for all you knew, Taehyung could walk away without listening to you if you gave him a stupid explanation.

"I broke up with him." You said, biting your lip and glancing at your shoes. A wince took over when you heard Taehyung groan in frustration. He felt guilty, all of a sudden. "Y/N, what I said that night, I didn't mean to meddle-"

"Maybe I want you to meddle. You know, I was stupid enough to not realize how I felt but my ex did. Actually, he broke up with me after telling me that I couldn't love anyone as much as I loved you." 

Taehyung stood speechless, absolutely not expecting this from you. All this time, he had been trying to hate you for making him feel things. His heart ached after hearing your answer that night but now, he couldn't have asked for more. Your breath hitched when Taehyung moved closer to you and cupped your cheek, his warm hand providing you relief on this cold night. You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch, Taehyung's eyes trained on your lips. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, a soft whisper fading into the breeze as his breath fanned your face. You didn't open your eyes, simply nodding at him to do as he pleased. His soft lips pressed against yours, breathing you in and sending you into a daze. The kiss was sweet and short, your lips aching for more after he pulled away. "I'm not saying I wanna kiss you again but-" 

You rolled your eyes at his attempt to redeem his personality.

"Shut up." You mumbled and pulled him in for another kiss, savoring the way he tasted.

Jeon Jungkook:

Jungkook leaned on the front door, his back facing you as his chest heaved. He was trying his best to not be angry but you had messed him up by bringing Trevor home. Not even a week had passed and you were already trying to rile him up. Of course, Jungkook was still in love with you. You can't just lose your feelings so quickly. So he went and kicked Trevor out before that fuckboy could get his hands on you. And now you stood with your arms crossed, waiting for Jungkook to give you an explanation.

"I thought you didn't care." You mocked, giving him a taste of his own words. Jungkook sighed, slowly turning around to give you the coldest glare possible.

"I don't. But this is my house too. And he's not welcome here." Jungkook replied, breaking your heart. You hated Jungkook for acting like he didn't have any emotions. He always covered everything up, making you feel like you were friends with a robot. How you fell for him was beyond you. You narrowed your eyes at him, slowly nodding.

"Alright then. I'll just go over to his house since you don't care." You declared, walking straight past him to leave the house. You didn't actually wanna leave, you just wanted Jungkook to break his walls down. Your attitude was making things worse and Jungkook swore he hadn't felt this angry before. He gripped your wrist firmly, preventing you from walking out on him. You almost smiled at your accomplishment but it wasn't over yet. 

"Let me go." You demanded, trying to pry his fingers off your skin. Jungkook only tightened his hold in response, shaking his head stiffly. You scoffed before turning to him and holding his hand with your other one, pushing it away with all your might. "I said let me go, Jungkook. You said you don't fucking care so let me go and get laid. What is it to you anyway?" You provoked him, getting excited on seeing his jaw clench. With one harsh tug, you were tumbling into his arms. Jungkook's piercing gaze made you shiver but you had to ask. 

"Why do you love me?" 

Jungkook pursed his lips, unable to bring himself to answer you. How could he answer that question anyway? There were too many things. When he didn't respond, you continued your interrogation, your voice dripping with desperation and confusion.

"You're Jeon Jungkook. And I'm just another girl who people don't really know. You have all these girls who want you-"

"And I want you." 

Jungkook confessed, mirroring your confusion. He didn't think you thought about yourself so lowly. In his eyes, you were the most interesting girl, never dressing to impress, never begging for attention. You were just you. And he loved you. 

"All I want is for you to want me back. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. Yeah maybe jumping into the fire is an exception. Also, I'm not sure I can hold your hand around-" 

You shut him up by kissing his cheek before grinning at him. "I want you. And I want you to hold my hand in front of everyone. Because I'm yours." You said, leaning into his chest as he slowly grinned at you, his bunny like gesture making you swoon. He shook his head before hugging you.

"Fine. I'll make an exception for you."

This gif is so gorgeous.... anyway, please don't come @me. I know this imagine is not tsundere anymore but sorry. I kinda lost the flow and this was long time pending.

-XX

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My Queen (Yandere King! Kim Namjoon)

Safe to say that my new fairytale series is stirring a lot of inspiration in me. This is all I wanna write about but I don't know where to start. Anyway, hoping that Tumblr doesn't hide this post too. Otherwise, I'm throwing hands and suing.

Pairing: Yandere! Kim Namjoon×Reader

Word Count: 1480

The harsh black stone wall was starting to hurt your back, a small sigh leaving your mouth as you closed your eyes and tried to sleep. The blood staining your pink gown was haunting you, leaving a faint pungent smell around you which made you wanna throw up. But that wasn't the only thing. The fact that you were locked in the palace dungeon contributed to your sickness.

Weirdly enough, the rusty bars in front of you made you feel safe. They were the only thing that kept you away from him.

That monster who was now the king.

His evil grin flashed in your mind and you found yourself getting riled up. Everything about him was wrong. And you should have known that but now it was too late. He was the king and you were a murderer. A murderer who had killed the queen.

It was heartbreaking how people accused you without any consideration of your relationship with the queen. You had been a dedicated worker at the palace, tending to every need that the queen had. She loved you like a daughter and you wouldn't dare think of hurting her. You couldn't help but think that maybe what people say is right.

Sometimes the truth needs to stay hidden.

Kim Namjoon was the one and only son of the royal family and naturally, he was the heir to the throne. You knew him since you stepped foot inside the strong and lavish walls that housed the royal family. He was a wise man and every girl's prince charming. He enjoyed the attention that he received but soon he became bored. There was only one person that he wanted attention from.

You.

You didn't know when this happened but suddenly, every worker in the palace started giving you nasty looks. No one would tell you what was wrong. This drained you emotionally but thankfully, the queen seemed to be okay with you. It was only the workers and now that you thought about it, the females were the ones who hated you more.

All your questions were answered when Namjoon called you to see him in the garden. You shuddered at the memory of his love confession.

No matter how attracted you felt, you couldn't be with him. He was a royal and you were from a small and poor family. He had a high status and no one would accept your relationship. With that in mind, you politely rejected him by saying that he could find someone better.

A mistake on your part.

If you had known what he was going to do, you would have said yes just to save the king and the queen.

A tear slipped down your cheek, your mind fresh with all the things you had witnessed since the morning.

Namjoon walked towards the dungeons with his head held high. He was enjoying how everyone bowed to him and followed him everywhere. Even though he knew that he was supposed to be sad due to the death of his parents, he couldn't hide the smile playing on his lips. Because he wasn't sad at all.

He killed them. And he was okay with it.

He remembered how sad and heartbroken he had felt when his father had told him that he couldn't marry you. His princess.

It was too much for him. First, your rejection and then his parents being unsupportive of his love. He didn't want the royalty. He only wanted to be with you. So he waited. He waited patiently until the day he was going to be crowned.

The heavy footsteps made you flinch, your heart picking up it's pace when you saw a guard unlocking your cell. Your eyes widened and you quickly stood up, stumbling a little due to the chains around your feet.

He slowly emerged out of the darkness, his smile growing bigger with every step he took towards you while you pushed yourself against the wall. On noticing your fear, he frowned and halted his steps.

"What's wrong, princess?" He asked, tilting his head innocently, as if he hadn't just framed you for something he had done.

You scoffed, giving him a look of disbelief. Your eyes trailed behind the guards who were now leaving the dungeon.

They were leaving you alone with him.

Your lips quivered as you looked back at him.

"Do you not feel any remorse for what you did? You...you killed them as if they meant nothing to you. And then you accused me for it ..." You said, your eyes watering and your lips twisting into a sneer.

"...why? What did I do to you?" You asked, your voice cracking in the middle. Namjoon's eyes softened a little, his expression showing you how bad he felt.

But it all a lie. An act.

He cautiously walked closer to you, his hand stretching towards you to touch you. You clenched your jaw and moved your head to the side, your eyes closing when his fingers came in contact with the skin of your cheek.

"They didn't want me to be with you, princess. They would never understand the love I have for you. I had to do this. For us." He answered, softly caressing your cheek before holding your chin and turning your face towards him. You glared at him with all the hatred you could muster.

He narrowed his eyes on seeing the hostility you showed him. This was the first time he was seeing you so...strong.

"And you too didn't give me a chance, princess. I had to teach you a lesson. But don't worry, the second you say you love me, it'll all be over. You and I will live happily ever after."

"I will never love someone like you. What you feel for me isn't love. It's madness. You're insane!"

That was the last straw for Namjoon. He gritted his teeth and gripped your jaw roughly, his fingers digging into your skin with no mercy. He pushed you against the wall before leaning his face closer to yours. You whimpered as his breath fanned your face, your confidence and anger reducing to ashes.

"You think you're so strong, Y/N. But tell me, who will believe you when you tell them that I killed my only family? Who will believe a peasant over a king? Because I know I won't. The truth is, you are pathetic and weak without me. Every person in this kingdom will happily kill you for what you did. You need me to survive."

You thrashed in his arms, trying to get his hands off of you. But your actions only motivated him further. With one harsh pull, he wrapped his arms around you and tightly held you against his chest. Your cries and screams having no effect on him.

You knew what he said was right. No one would believe you. No one would defend you.

Namjoon had ruined you. He was the only one who had control over your life. He was the only one who could keep you alive. You needed him.

You stopped fighting, letting him hold you as you cried your heart out. Namjoon smiled, loosening his hold and rubbing your back soothingly.

"Now, say you love me, princess. I'll take your pain away, I promise." He whispered, leaning his cheek against your head.

You sniffled, wondering if you should give in or not. But your mind told you that it was too late. You were already in too deep. There was no way to turn around and you had to give in. With a shaky breath, you repeated his words, not liking the bitter taste that was left behind on your tongue.

Namjoon grinned and kissed your forehead, cupping your cheeks and looking at you with so much love and affection that you almost thought it was fake. You could see the madness in his eyes. And somehow, this was all on you.

Namjoon called the guards and ordered them to take the chains off of you. You kept your eyes fixed on his smile, regretting your choices and wondering if you should run away. But he read your mind and within a second, you were swept off your feet and into his arms. You gasped, involuntarily wrapping your arms around his neck. Without a word, he took you towards his chambers, his eyes glaring at all the workers who gave you a murderous look. You didn't know if this was good or bad. But you did know that his rampage hadn't ended yet.

Before you knew it, he placed you down on the soft carpet of his room, his hand not letting go of your waist as he leaned his chin on your shoulder. He kissed your neck, making you shiver in disgust.

"Time to smile. You're gonna be a queen."

He's so gorgeous, damn. Excuse any typos, I have absolutely not edited anything. I'm sick so now I'm gonna finally take a nap. Stay tuned for the upcoming deception, come back home and masterpiece updates! I love you..!

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Come Back Home (A Kim Taehyung Mafia AU) // Part 1

Requested by anon. This turned out to be much more angsty than I expected. But it's okay. I'm feeling angsty today. Let's Get It?!

Summary: You were dead. Or at least that's what Kim Taehyung thought. But love never dies. A myth, yes. And maybe that's why when he finds out that you are alive, he may have already lost you.

Pairing: Mafia!Taehyung×Reader

"Sir, we might have a lead."

Taehyung had become numb and heartless. He didn't care about anyone as much as he did before. Hell, he didn't even want to take care of himself because, in all honesty, he just wanted to die. He had lost you four months ago to some stupid rival gang who thought they could take you away and get away with it.

Well, they weren't wrong.

They did take away Kim Taehyung's most precious treasure.

And they got away with it.

Four months of rigorous searching and no outcome.

They say hard work pays off?

Bullshit.

When you were nowhere to be found and the entire city was a mess because of Taehyung's wrath, he understood. He understood that you were never going to come back again.

And the gang that killed you?

They hid like the cowards they were. They were aware of what they had done and they also knew what was coming for them. No one could save them from Kim Taehyung.

All the gangs in the city contributed to searching for your kidnappers. Mainly because they wanted to be on Taehyung's good side but also because they knew how he felt. Love was a blessing for people like them. How dare someone take it away?

"Call all our allies from around the city and tell them to tear that warehouse apart. I want those murderers alive. Now."

Taehyung ordered, his cold voice making the messenger shiver as he scurried away to get the work done.

It was time.

Taehyung stood up from his chair and headed to his bedroom. He grabbed his gun from the bedside table and reloaded it, his eyes falling on the photograph that he kept under his pillow. With a shaky breath, he pulled it out, tracing his fingers across it.

The photo was taken on his birthday last year when you had attempted to surprise him by baking a cake. Taehyung recalled how he had come home to a messy kitchen where you sat in the middle of it all. He remembered laughing when you stood up and ran behind him, yelling in victory as you caught hold of his shirt and rubbed flour all over his face.

Taehyung chuckled to himself, the memory making his heart swell. He didn't notice the tear that escaped his eye until it landed on the photo. A frown made its way to his forehead, nothing unusual though. Taehyung had barely smiled since you left.

"I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe..." Taehyung whispered, his voice breaking as more tears filled his eyes. He furiously rubbed his eyes, trying to get rid of the tears but they wouldn't go. They kept coming, reminding him of all the pain he had endured in your absence.

"Just come back home." Taehyung managed to say before breaking down. He quietly sobbed while holding the photograph against his chest. Even though he knew that his words made no sense any more, he just wanted to say them. Maybe you'd hear him.

Maybe by some miracle, you'd come back home.

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Taehyung gripped the gun in his hand, getting out of his car and glaring at the warehouse that stood out like a sore thumb in the middle of nowhere. Taehyung had finally found them and now, there was nothing stopping him from ending all their lives. All the members of his gang stood behind him, bowing at the six men who had just arrived.

Taehyung acknowledged them all with a nod of his head, too distracted to say anything. Jungkook placed a hand on Taehyung's shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze.

"They won't get away this time." He stated, exchanging glances with all the others who nodded in return.

"Let's go....I can't wait to get my hands bloody." Taehyung mumbled before moving towards the warehouse. All the gangsters who had gathered there were determined to get this over with. They wanted peace from all the problems they had to face due to Taehyung and his rescue operation. Finally, it was gonna end.

Within minutes, the warehouse was torn apart, every living person inside was brought outside with their hands and legs tied along with a gag in their mouth. Taehyung sighed in relief, pacing in front of all the kneeling bastards. He was so tempted to just blow their brains out but no. Too easy. He planned on pulling their nails one by one and then-

"Taehyung! You need to see this!" Taehyung's head turned on hearing Hoseok's voice from inside the warehouse. He sounded desperate and...scared?

Without a thought, Taehyung rushed inside, completely oblivious to what he was gonna witness. He jogged down the stairs and into the basement, crunching his nose at the foul smell that filled the room. He frowned on seeing all the members standing around something.

"What is it?" Taehyung asked, letting them know about his presence. Yoongi turned around and looked at Taehyung with happy yet sad eyes which made him more confused. They all moved to the side and let him see for himself. And what he saw next, made his heart stop.

A girl lay on a dirty mattress with her hair sprawled across it, a number of bruises and cuts littering her face. A white ragged dress hung loosely on her thin body, making visible the outline of her ribs. Taehyung's eyes moved across her body, his heart pounding louder with each bruise that he saw. He slowly kneeled down beside her and brushed some of her hair away from her face before letting out a strangled whimper.

It was you.

A number of emotions flooded through Taehyung's mind. He felt as if all air had been knocked out of his lungs.

"She's alive, Tae." Jimin stated, patting Taehyung's back. And those were the only words that he needed. Wasting no time, he lifted your body and hugged you tightly, crying and laughing at the same time. To anyone else, he would have looked like a maniac. But he wasn't.

He was just in love.

"Y/N, baby, open your eyes. I'm here. I'll take you back home. Just open your eyes for me, love." Taehyung pleaded, caressing your cheeks.

He stilled on seeing your eyelids flutter, soft moans leaving your mouth. Slowly, you managed to open your eyes, frowning a little on seeing the man who was looking at you. Your eyes widened before you pushed and scurried away, scraping your knees against the harsh floor. You pushed yourself against the wall at the corner of the room, whimpering and rubbing your arms.

"Please go away. Don't hurt me!" You begged, hiding your face away from all the men who stood a few metres away from you.

Taehyung clenched his jaw and stood up, anger coursing through his veins all of a sudden. They must have hurt you really bad to leave you so traumatized. Cautiously, he moved closer to you, looking at you with apologetic eyes.

"Love, it's me, Taehyung. I'm not here to hurt you. See, it's your Taehyung." He said gently, giving you a soft smile as you finally looked at him. A look of recognition flashed in your eyes as you halted all your actions.

"Taehyung..." You whispered, taking in his face. Taehyung cupped your cheeks and kneeled in front of you, nodding at you. You hesitantly placed your hands on his, gazing at him with an unsure look.

With a gasp, you pushed his hands away, trying to move further away from him.

"No! I don't know you! Just leave me alone!" You shouted at him. Taehyung's breath hitched, completely being caught off guard.

You didn't know him?

Tears of frustration made their way down his cheeks, his eyes staring blankly at you. The girl he was looking at wasn't you. It was a stranger in your body. Someone who didn't know him.

"What did they do to you?"

THIS IS OFFICIALLY A SERIES! THE PART TWO HAS BEEN POSTED. YOU CAN FIND THE LINK IN MY MASTERLIST!

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The Only Truth (Mafia! Jeon Jungkook)

Requested by @junglekookbook I'm pretty sure this is one of my best works. I have never concentrated so much on an imagine before. So Let's Get It?!

Summary: You thought your life was perfect with your prince charming by your side. But what do you do when you realize that the person you thought you loved, has too many skeletons in his closet?

You rubbed your hands together to keep them warm, hissing as the cold wind fanned your face. The overcoat on your body wasn't enough to keep you warm. The weather report had predicted snowfall by the night. And even though you knew about it, you didn't take any precautions.

You continued to walk faster, motivating yourself by thinking about how warm your bed must be. It was already dark and there were barely any people on the streets. The streetlamps were flickering, making shivers run down your body. If this was a movie, then you'd probably be hearing footsteps behind you by now.

You could see your house in the distance, sighing in relief as you walked right past a dark alleyway. And that's when your feet stopped.

You could hear someone's groans, as if they were in pain. You turned your head to glance at the dark path, trying to come up with a decision. There were two options. Either you could play hero and check what was going on. Or you could go home and have a nice hot bath followed by a cup of hot chocolate.

As tempting the latter sounded, your morals wouldn't allow you to do that. You were a doctor after all. Taking in a deep breath, you courageously walked into the alley, praying under your breath for your safety. You reached the dead end, your eyes searching for the source of those noises you had heard.

And that's when you saw him.

Leaning against the wall with bruises and cuts littering his face. Your throat felt constricted when you saw the blood seeping through his white shirt underneath his jacket. His eyes were closed and all he could do was groan in pain.

You quickly rushed to kneel beside him, carefully shaking his shoulders to keep him conscious.

"Hey Mr. I need you to keep your eyes open, do you hear me? Stay with me until I get you some help, okay?" You said gently, your heart pounding in your chest. He seemed to be able to hear you for his eyes opened a little.

"Don't need....your help." His voice was a whisper but you heard what he said. In that moment, you wanted to scoff. Even when he was dying, he didn't need your help? Sounds like a bunch of bullshit.

With a shake of your head, you placed his arm across your shoulder, lifting him up with all your strength. He was way heavier than he looked. Thankfully, your house wasn't very far, you just needed him to stay conscious and carry some of his weight for you.

You were panting by the time you reached your house, your hands fumbling with the lock as the stranger leaned onto your small figure. You could feel his shallow breath on your neck while you unlocked the door and pushed it open. And as if on cue, he fell down on the floor, completely unconscious.

"Shit." You cursed and ran inside, lifting him by his shoulders, just enough to drag him to the couch. It was gonna be a long night.

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Your head hung low as you stared blankly at the floor of the grimy basement where you were being held captive. Dried tears stained your cheeks along with blood from the little cuts across your face. The pain in your thigh had subsided. Or maybe you just didn't care anymore. The scalpel which was dug deep into your thigh was glinting in the little light which came from the small bulb on the ceiling.

"Oh, looks like your dear boyfriend kept you in the dark all this time."

"He is a gangster. A gangster who I thought I killed about four months ago."

"Still willing to die for him, doll?"

Your kidnapper's voice kept replaying in your head. Your heart felt heavy and....broken.

The man you were so in love with, lied to you. He lied to you about who he was. He lied to you about everything.

That night in the alley. He hadn't been robbed. He had been beaten up by a mafia gang.

The nights when he didn't come home, he wasn't working. He was killing people and fixing deals.

The times when he came home with bruises on his face, he didn't walk into a pole. He was out on shootouts.

Your heartbeat fastened on hearing gunshots outside the room, knowing very well that he was here. The door to the basement opened and someone walked in with staggered footsteps. You didn't react when your hair was harshly pulled back and a metal was placed against the side of your head. More footsteps entered the room but you didn't look up, your eyes finding the floor very interesting. A sob threatened to escape your lips but you pursed your lips. You were afraid to look at him. Afraid that you'd forget and fall back into the web of lies that he had spun for you.

"Let her go and I won't kill you."

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You sat in your cabin, looking through the files of some patients. Your clinic had already closed but you were staying back. Mainly because you didn't want to go home yet. It was Saturday night and everyone was out partying. Too bad you didn't have any friends.

A knock on the door made you look up as you replied with a 'come in'. It was the new receptionist.

"Miss Y/L/N, there's someone here to see you. I told him you weren't seeing any patients now but he said he's your friend."

You frowned and tilted your head. Friend?

You nodded and told her to let him in. She left and a minute later, the door opened again as he stepped in.

Your breath hitched as he walked towards you with a small bouquet in his hands. The last time you saw him, he had disappeared without a word and you never heard from him again. It had been a month since that incident. You would be lying if you said you weren't hurt. You had treated him for three days at your house, only for him to disappear on you. You hadn't even gotten a chance to find out his name. So much for helping a stranger...

"You look a lot different than I last saw you." You stated, watching him as he shifted his weight from one leg to another. There were no more cuts on his face, not even scars. They were all gone. He curtly nodded and looked at you.

"I wanted to thank you for that. I owe you."

His voice was gentle but his expression was blank. At one point, it looked like he had no idea what he was doing. You smiled and glanced at the bouquet of orchids in his hand.

"Those for me?" You asked, nudging your chin towards the flowers in his hand. His eyes shot up to your face before glancing at the bouquet.

"Oh yeah." He handed it to you as you smiled and took in the scent. Orchids were your favourite. What a coincidence that he decided to get these for you. You didn't notice how his eyes were trained on your face, a soft smile spreading on his own as a result.

"And I also needed to apologize for... leaving without saying anything. So, I was wondering if you'd join me for dinner?" You looked at him to find him scratching the back of his neck. You bit your lip and glanced at the files. It's not like this was important anyway. Also, this man was extremely handsome and you knew you'd regret it if you didn't go. One dinner wouldn't hurt.

"I'd like that." You smiled, standing up and packing your things.

"My name's Y/N, by the way. I don't think you remember since you were pretty much out of it." You stated, taking your purse from under the desk as you recalled how he was barely awake when you had kept him at your house.

"I remember....how can I forget?" You failed to hear the last part as you turned off the computer on your desk and got ready to leave.

"And what do I call you?"

"Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook."

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You flinched a little on hearing another gunshot followed by a heavy thud from behind you. Your kidnapper was dead. You could tell.

You closed your eyes and continued to keep your head down, a low whimper escaping your lips. Your head was spinning and you couldn't breathe anymore.

You felt a hand on your thigh and you sharply inhaled on feeling the scalpel move.

"This'll hurt a little."

You heard his voice and rage filled you. You didn't want him near you. Your chest rose and fell rapidly, indicating that your breathing was becoming very erratic. Suddenly, the scalpel was pulled out followed by pressure being applied to your wound. You could feel the tightness of whatever was being wrapped around your thigh, the pain making it harder for you to stay awake.

You slowly opened your eyes, seeing him taking off the ropes from around you. You leaned back on the chair, feeling your eyes getting heavier.

"No, Y/N. Stay with me, please. Don't you dare close your eyes. Do you hear me?" Jungkook said, cupping your cheeks. You mumbled something as your body fell limp. Jungkook placed his ear next to your mouth to hear what you were trying to say.

"Liar..."

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You sat beside Jungkook on the sand, watching in content as the waves crashed against the shore. The sun was setting, colouring the sky in beautiful colours. The single orchid in your hand swayed with the wind, your hair getting tangled behind you.

A sudden tap on your shoulder made you turn your head, your lips forming into a smile on seeing a little girl standing in front of you with a shy smile.

"Hi there, darling! How can I help you?" You asked sweetly. Jungkook sat quietly and watched the whole exchange, wondering how you were so nice to everyone.

"I just wanted to tell you that you're really pretty..."

You chuckled and leaned forward, holding her small hands in yours. "Maybe I am. But certainly not as pretty as you." You said, handing the orchid to her. She grinned and mumbled a thank you before gently kissing your cheek and running away.

You laughed and turned back to find Jungkook staring at you with a fond smile.

"What?" You asked, tucking your hair behind your ear. Jungkook lightly shook his head and sat up straighter, focusing all his attention on you.

"You really are pretty..."

You blushed as your heart did a little flip, biting your lip in nervousness on seeing Jungkook lean closer to you.

It had been a couple of weeks since you started going out with Jungkook. He never said anything about dates, avoiding all your questions by saying,

'I like your company.'

But you couldn't deny the fact that you had grown to like him. Though you still didn't know a lot about him, you liked him. Because he made you feel like you were special.

He glanced at your lips, moving closer until your nose brushed against his. He gently placed a hand on your cheek as you closed your eyes, his lips pressing against yours.

It was gentle. As gentle as a feather. His lips were soft and you felt like you were on cloud nine. His hand moved to the back of your neck, pushing you closer against him. Hesitantly, you tangled your fingers in his hair on feeling him deepening the kiss. It was so passionate that you couldn't help but feel light headed.

You both pulled away, gasping for air, your forehead leaning against his.

"What are you doing to me, Y/N Y/L/N?"

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You opened your eyes, wincing on feeling the throbbing in your head. With a lot of struggle, you placed a hand on your forehead, feeling the smooth surface of a bandaid beneath your fingers. You frowned slightly and let your mind wander to your last memory before you blacked out. Everything came crashing down on you like a brick wall. The lies. The kidnapping. The torture. Jeon Jungkook.

Immediately tears filled your eyes and you sat up, finding it difficult to breath.

Your heart hurt, it felt like someone was trying to rip it out of your chest. The only man who you had come to love, lied to you. He made a fool out of your feelings. He fed you lies upon lies until someone else spilled out his secrets.

Too busy dealing with your emotions, you didn't notice the bedroom door opening.

Jungkook entered the room in which you lay unconscious, sighing in relief on seeing that you were now awake. He wanted to run to you and hide you in his arms. He wanted to kiss you and ask you if you were okay. He wanted to tell you how grateful he was that you were alive.

But he couldn't.

Not after seeing the tears running down your face. Not after seeing the way your eyes widened when you spotted him.

You pushed yourself against the headboard, ignoring the bouts of pain that covered every inch of your body. Jungkook's heart broke on seeing you like that. He knew that you were aware of the truth. He knew that there was probably no chance of you forgiving him. But he had to try. He had to try because it was you. It was always gonna be you.

With cautious steps, he approached you, placing his hands up as if to surrender.

"I'm not here to hurt you, my love."

You furiously shook your head and pulled the thin blanket, clenching the soft material in your hands. Your lips quivered as you tried to say something.

"I-I don't wanna talk to y-you." You stammered, looking at him with all the hatred you could gather. Jungkook wanted to shoot himself on the spot. He knew he shouldn't have hid anything from you.

"Y/N, I had to do it. Please just let me explain." He begged, his eyes displaying all the sorrow that his heart was drowning in. You shook your head again, clearly showing him that he couldn't change your mind.

"You lied to me. You're a liar. This whole relationship was a lie. You never loved me. You never cared. I don't know why you did this but I don't think I wanna know anymore. Just leave me alone."

Jungkook's knees gave out and he fell to the ground, clasping his hands in front of him as if to pray. He was begging you. On his knees.

"That's not true. Just tell me this, would you have loved me back if I told you what I did? Would you have even let me take you out if I told you who I really was?" He asked, trying hard not to cry. But he couldn't hold it in. He was so close to losing the love of his life. He probably already lost you.

"Maybe I would have! Maybe I wouldn't. That gives you no right to lie to me. You played me, Jungkook. You fucking played with my feelings. I fell for a man who doesn't exist. What should I do with this revelation?!" You spat, pointing your finger at him. In that moment, Jungkook couldn't tell if he still had any hope left or not. He wasn't sure what would make you stay. He wasn't sure if that was even an option for you anymore. He knew he did wrong. But that was the only way to make you love a monster like him.

"I didn't play you, Y/N. I hid the truth from you. Please, I just need one chance to prove how much I care. I'll leave all this. We can go somewhere far away from here and start afresh. Just, please, don't leave me." Jungkook cried, hanging his head low in shame.

You were surprised to see him crying. He had never ever cried in front of you. And the sight broke you. You wanted to forgive him. You really did. Because you loved him a lot. He was a big part of your life now and you didn't want to let go.

"Tell me one thing that was true. Give me one good reason to stay." You said, your voice holding a certain level of coldness to it. You were slipping away from him and Jungkook could feel it.

He fell silent for a minute, processing his next words very carefully. He couldn't lose you. Not now. Not ever.

You smiled bitterly, nodding to yourself. This was it then. Everything was-

"I love you. And I always meant it."

Jungkook looked at you with hopeful eyes, watching your gaze soften. You melted. You knew you did. You were a goner for him. You were so in love with him that you would have hated yourself for not forgiving him. What had he done to you?

"I just need you to be happy. Whether it's with me or away from me. Although I'd like it if it's with me..."

You sniffled, looking at the floor. Wiping away a tear that trailed down your cheek, you cleared your throat and locked eyes with him.

"If something ever happens to-"

"I'll never let anyone hurt you again. I promise."

You smiled softly, shaking your head at how determined he sounded.

"I was gonna say if something ever happened to you, I'm not sure I'll be okay with losing you like that."

Jungkook's breath hitched, his feet pushing him to stand up. He took one long step towards you, caressing your cheek with his rough fingers before kissing you. Even after doing this for three months, you hadn't gotten used to it. His kisses always felt new and they took your breath away.

"You're my home. I'll always come back to you."

You smiled against his lips, his words making you feel warm and fuzzy.

It was true. You were his home and he was yours. No matter how many times you doubted your love, the feeling of being home would always overcome it. Cause that's what you do. You always come back home.

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Let me know your thoughts! Hasta la vista, babies!

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