#you once said you love my jin sets so of course i had to make one just for you <3 i hope it makes you smile

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

❤️ for @rjshope (cr. dwellingsouls)

#userbangtan #usersky #annietrack #heyryen #useremmeline #usermaggie #userpat #tuserandi #userkelli #trackofthesoul #dailybts #mine! #kim seokjin #seokjinedit #btsedit #FIRST OF ALL. happy birthday dasha!!! <3 ilysm #our christmas eve baby <333333 adorable #you once said you love my jin sets so of course i had to make one just for you <3 i hope it makes you smile #hope you know you are so loved and hope you have a great birthday and holiday season!!!!!!!

[kooktrash]

make a wish | jeon jungkook [ birthday drabble ]

DRABBLE FOR: ROMANTIC DREAMS but you don’t have to read it, this drabble can stand alone

summary: hours before his birthday, his friends force him to come out for a night of drinks only for him to be mad the entire time that you’re ignoring him. he comes home early worried you might’ve left but what he saw instead made his birthday all the better when the clock strikes midnight.

warnings: smut. birthday sex. jk is at the club but misses oc lol. 3.8k words

The feeling he got anytime he came out for drinks with his friends never changed. It always felt suffocating to him from the crowds of drunk people all against each other to the overly loud music he couldn’t even pay attention to. It was overwhelming, to say the least.He hated the looks he got and the way people tried to talk to him. He hated how loud his friends were and how they felt the need to bring him up to complete strangers like any of it matter. It’s his birthday weekend, you wanted him to celebrate with all of his friends and yet he couldn’t care less about any of that. He was more interested in finding out why you weren’t here tonight and why you weren’t answering your phone.

“Come on man, just one drink and then you’re free to crawl back to Y/n,” Jin joked as he patted the guy on the back, “But we want to hang out with you for your birthday at least once.”

“Y/n’s not answering the phone,” Jungkook warned as he was led to the bar, “So I’m probably just gonna head out.”

“Dude, Y/n’s not a kid, you don’t have to watch her every five seconds,” Namjoon asked, “Don’t get me wrong, wanting to spend time with your girlfriend is the bare minimum but don’t you think you go overboard sometimes? It would not kill you to be away from her for one night.”

Jungkook didn’t say anything, his gaze hardened as he eyed his friend closely. Namjoon just shrugged despite how blunt he sounded and that only seemed to annoy Jungkook more. Who was he to say that?

Jungkook does not go overboard, alright?

He trusts you… of course he does… but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t still think about you leaving him. Something in his gut tells him that if you ever try to break up with him you won’t tell him, you’ll just leave and he’ll have no clue where you went.

He thinks you’ve finally grown to love him almost as much as he loves you but he just can’t get over the amount of times you told him you were done. The amount of times he’s had to remind you you’re not going anywhere and neither is he.

He’s gotten better too, he no longer has cameras set up and maybe that’s why he always feels so anxious when you don’t answer. All he’s got is your location so he knows you’re at home, so why won’t you answer his texts?

“Kook?” Namjoon called out to him as he stood at the bar as if he hadn’t just yelled at him, “What do you want to drink?”

“Jungkook?”

He yelled at his friend to get him anything, hearing the call of his name but not bothering to turn and acknowledge it. A small poke on his arm made him take a deep breath and turn to whoever was trying to catch his attention.

“It is you,” She said softly, “Oh my god, it’s been so long. W-y-you just stopped talking to me.”

“Do I know you?” Jungkook looked down unimportant. He actually did have a small recollection of her. They met over a year ago and hooked up a couple times but that was it. He was horny and she was easy.

She looked taken back, “Yeah. You do, asshole.”

He didn’t respond to her, simply glanced down at her angry expression and scoffed as he looked to his friends. They were all busy buying drinks and Jungkook did not care about any of that. He’s been with them since he got off work. They didn’t even let him go home to see you and tell you to go out for drinks. They showed up at the shop, hurried him to close and dragged him to the closest bar. He’s tired of it all. His birthday is tonight and the person he wants to spend it with isn’t answering their damn phone and he’s just starting to get pissed off.

“Okay, here’s yo—“

“I’m leaving,” Jungkook told Namjoon, handing him back the drink, “I’m tired and we’ve been out for hours already. I want to go home.”

Namjoon checked the time biting his lip, he was supposed to stall Jungkook from getting home per your orders and it’s been difficult all night to keep him from running to you. He’s never seen his friend so… in love [?], is that the right word for it? His need to know where you are, why you aren’t talking to him, who you’re with, was intense. Namjoon just knows Jungkook is at his limit with you ignoring him. All he could do was nod his head and give up, “Alright, can you drive?”

Jungkook only had one drink and even then he didn’t finish it before they tried getting him another so he felt fine. He was just bothered that you’ve yet to reach out to him.

He made an attempt to call you, one last time, as he got in his car but like before you didn’t answer and he can feel his patience running extremely thin. Why weren’t you answering him?

The first thing Jungkook noticed when he got back to your shared apartment was how dark it was. Usually [especially now that he’s made the place his own now], the apartment had a dark aura to it. It probably had to do with the mixed decor the two of you had up like his black sketches of skulls and serpents next to your framed photographs of Baby’s Breath and lavender. He’s used to it by now but right now… it’s too quiet…

“Y/n?” Jungkook called out and you could hear the growing annoyed panic in his voice. He dropped his things from work down to the ground without any care. He hasn’t seen you since before he went to the tattoo shop in the morning and now it’s almost midnight and you’re nowhere to be seen.

As Jungkook turned down the hallway, he seemed to freeze. Just below his feet where he hadn’t noticed them before, laid a trail of black rose petals. He followed them with his gaze seeing them disappear under the closed bedroom door where he could see a hue of red lighting inside. With a curious tilt of his head, he walked along the petals, twisting the knob on the door and immediately feeling his heart race.

Your bedroom which had become a concoction of gothic knickknacks and floral patterns, was a deep shade of red. His vinyl played one of his favorite Deftones songs, Mascara, and there you were.

He stopped at the door, eyes taking in the sight around him but all he could do was look down at you surrounded by candles littered across the room and music playing softly to set the mood and suddenly he wasn’t angry anymore. You had been ignoring him all night and that drew him insane but seeing you laying in bed wearing nothing but a black lace lingerie set made him forget all about that anger.

“So this is why you weren’t answering my calls?” Jungkook asked despite feeling giddy inside from all of this. Your lingerie was thin and fitted, it hugged you in all the right places and you looked so inviting with your legs slightly spread open for him, laying in a petal of black roses. You didn’t say anything, only lifted a single finger toward him and motioned for him to move closer.

Your boyfriend was never much for the theatrics, he liked doing it too much to wait, so you weren’t surprised at all when he reached for the back of his black shirt and yanked off over his head exposing his muscles, torso and nipple piercings. His tattooed hands unzipped the front of his black jeans and kicked them off immediately before walking toward the bed with a dark look in his eyes.

“I wanted to surprise you,” you said sitting up a little when he brought a hand to the back of your neck after crawling over your body to kiss you, “But you’re always so impatient.”

“You were ignoring me,” Jungkook whispered against your lips as he sighed softly into the kiss, “I don’t like when you ignore me.”

“So you’re not happy with the surprise?” You asked despite knowing the answer. Jungkook has only just now gotten undressed and you can already see the growing bulge in his Calvin Klein’s. Jungkook looked down at your pliant body laying pretty underneath him, unable to help himself from dragging his index finger over the tip of your nipples that peaked through the sheer fabric, “I love it, just dlike nt ignore my texts again, okay?”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes even as he kissed along your neck lovingly, his teeth softly nipped at the skin until his tongue was running over the marks soothingly. He was already on top of you trying to control the situation and you put a hand on his chest to move him off. His brows furrowed as you began to say up forcing him to do the same, “Why don’t you lay down and let me take the lead for once, yeah?”

“Bab—“ his words died down when your finger tugged at one the bar piercing on his nipple. He looked down watching your finger circle around it teasingly scratching against him and he was folding. Now that Jungkook had relaxed a little, you took the chance to move him to lie on his back, straddling hips as his hands found your waist to hold you there. He set you down directly over his hardening length, letting you slide against it for a moment’s worth of friction. Jungkook always got so easily turned on when it came to you. He could be at work doing a tattoo on someone and suddenly he’ll remember what the two of you did the night before, how he fucked you on the kitchen counter or ate your pushy in the bathtub. Sometimes it didn’t even have to be about sex. He would think about seeing you fresh out the shower or wearing a shirt of his and nothing underneath.

“Y/n,” Jungkook sighed once he felt you lean down for a kiss. It was an open mouth kiss with your tongue pushing into his sloppily the way he liked it, your hands scratching down his ribbed sides feeling every muscle in their path. When you pulled your lips away from his, a line of drool connected your mouths and dribbled down to his chin when you kissed along his jaw. Jungkook’s hands couldn’t sit still, they needed to feel all of you. Your lingerie bottoms were nothing but a lacy thin thong that left little to the imagination but looked good nevertheless. He slid his hands over your butt, big hands pinching and helping any part of you that he could, occasionally making your covered cored grind against his dick. A low moan left his lips when you sucked on his neck leaving a trail of love bites in your wake, moving down to his collarbone and chest.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good,” you said teasingly as you lucked over his abused nipple that you had been tugging on. Jungkook’s breath hitched when you circled it with your tongue, sucking softly and nipping at the metal with your teeth.

“Always,” Jungkook sighed, squirming a bit as you kissed between his abs down toward his navel, fingers already sinking into the hem of his briefs, “You always make me feel good.”

“Mhm,” you hummed in content, sliding yourself off his lap until you sat perfectly between his spread, muscular thighs, “You always make me feel good too, baby.”

It’s true too. He’s your boyfriend for fucks sake, even if you used to resent him for being the way he was then; there’s no point in still feeling that way when you really do love him—whether it be healthy or not is still up for debate.

Jungkook tugged his bottom lip between his teeth, playing with his lip ring as you yanked his briefs down with a bit of force that had him groaning at the toughness. He’s not used to you taking the initiative, maybe you’ve done it once or twice but never dressed like this in a red and black room made for sex.

You looked down at his length, not surprised at all by the sight of it. Jungkook was hard, his dick was thick and flat against his navel, throbbing under your stare. It twitched like it wanted to point upward but he wasn’t there yet. He needed a little more attention still.

You placed your hands on his thighs for support as you leaned forward to be face to face with his cock, pursing your lips like you were gonna kiss it before blowing air. Jungkook had to rest on his elbows to be able to sit up enough to see what you were doing, just barely catching the sight of you reaching further down and flattening your tongue against his balls teasingly until you licked the underside of his cock too. Immediately his arms gave way and he was laying back down on the bed, eyes squeezed shut.

You wrapped a hand around his base, angling his cock to point upward before running your tongue along the side once more like he was a melting ice pop. You could see his lip pulled between his teeth and his eyes screwed shut in anticipation making you smirk. Jungkook always knew how to make you feel good and it was a boost to your ego to know that you too knew what made your boyfriend feel good. As his cock stood straight now, you licked along his tip, circling around the head and feeling him throb in your first when you sucked softly against his slit that produced precum.

“Fuck,” Jungkook groaned as he let his head fall back against rhe pillows with his hands tucked under his neck, hips raising with need to meet your mouth and make you take his cock down your throat. You grinned at the disheveled sight of your boyfriend that was caused by a little teasing and lowered your head starting back down over his balls where you knew he liked to feel your tongue first. Jungkook liked things sloppy, a bit rough and nasty. He loved having his balls played with, feeling your tongue swipe along them, sucking one into your mouth and tugging while fisting his cock. It’s exactly what you did tonight, you paid extra attention to his balls feeling his thighs tighten around you when you began to stroke his dick.

Jungkook was in ecstasy, his cock no longer needed your hand to make him stand straight, he was hard enough to do it on its own and you dug your nails into his thighs when you finally began to take him all into your mouth. A loud moan left his lips at the warm sensation of your spit coating his member, making it easier to slide him into your mouth. He could feel you try and relax your throat all around him and although the wanted to let you take your time, he was so fucking horny. He couldn’t help but buck his hips up, forcing you to take more and more of him at a quicker pace.

You shook your head no, cock in your mouth and a hand flat against his pelvis to hold him down, “Just relax, baby, I got this.”

He huffed impatiently, nodding his head as he tried to calm down, lips parting in surprise when you took him all in one go. If your mouth wasn’t full with his dick, you would’ve been smiling at the way he so easily turned to mush underneath you. You wasted no time in teasing him anymore, bobbing your head up and down while your fist strokes whatever didn’t fit in your mouth. Your other hand was fondling his balls avain, squeezing them, massaging them, rubbing them against each other as you made obscene noises with your throat as you fucked him into your mouth. Jungkook’s hands closed in tight fists over the bed sheets, body caving in with how good your mouth felt on him and he was so damn close, “Fucking hell, baby, fuck.”

You could tell he was close by the way he became restless, thighs clenching and unclenching, chest rising and lowering with jagged and fast paced breath, lips drawn apart with moan after moan and it only made you double your efforts. You got rougher, faster, sloppier.

It got to the point where Jungkook had a closed fist over his eyes trying not to overwhelm himself with how good you were making him feel but it had become too much. He couldn’t take it anymore, “Okay, Y/n, there, I’m gonna cum. Come on, need to feel you—oh fuck, baby.”

His head fall back with a loud moan, spurts of thick cum coating the inside of your mouth so suddenly even you were surprised by the amount. Jungkook’s body writhed on the bed, large muscular body twitching with pleasure as he came down your throat. You gagged at the intensity, pulling your mouth away and watching it coat his own dick in it, still softly jerking him off through his orgasm.

“You okay?” You asked lovingly, stroking him as you looked down at the mess you’ve made of him. Jungkook’s eyes were a deep red that made his gaze look darker under the LED lights. His lips looked swollen and cum was all over his pelvis but he was still rock hard.

“Y/n,” his voice grew hoarse, “Need you to sit on dick, right now.”

You smiled, laughing softly as you looked at the alarm clock on his nightstand. 11:59pm.

“Birthday boy wants to cum in my pussy?” You asked surprisingly. The two of you rarely had sex without a condom but you were on birth control and it was his birthday… your boyfriend deserved this. As crazy as he was, he loved you and you… well, you loved him too or else why would you have stuck around? And right now, you were too turned on to care about the consequences.

Jungkook didn’t have to say anything to have you lining his cock work your wet pussy as you slid the lingerie to the side so it wasn’t in the way. As much as Jungkook loved the way it looked on you, he needed it completely off of you.

His rough fingers tugged at the seams, easily tearing it apart as you pressed his thick head between your folds. You gasped in surprise at how easily he tore threw the fabric, yanking roughly until it was in his hands and on the floor, “Baby… I’m trying to be sexy here.”

“You’re always sexy,” Jungkook said not caring about the lingerie as his hands found your hips, lowering you down his length himself, “But I like you better with nothing on.”

“Mm,” you hummed in acknowledgement, a small moan leaving your lips as this thick head finally made it past your broken hymen making the slide of the rest of his cock that much easier. Your hands fell flat against his chest for support as your feet pushed against the bed to help you raise your hips, his hands guiding you to bring them back down. It started off slowly, you began riding him teasingly only lifting yourself up a little, grinding your hips against his and doing it all over again.

Jungkook was fine with the pace as he took in the sight of your pretty tits in his face and he couldn’t help but move his hands to grope them, thumbs brushing over your nipples as his hips began to thrust up into yours making the slow ducking a little rougher.

“Jungkook,” you moaned softly as his thick length hit that special spot at the top, rubbing against your open folds and pleasuring you so well you almost forgot this was for him and not for you. He was at the point where he didn’t care about who was supposed to be making who feel good. Anything you did to him felt good and without a care in the world he pulled you down to lay on his chest, your face against his neck as he dug his feet into the mattress and began to fuck you from below. Your body bounced against his and with an arm tight around your lower waist and the other groping your ass, he was fully taking control to bring you to your first orgasm of the night.

“Feels good, baby?” He asked in a low whisper into your ear, cock working in and out of your tight pussy. You nodded your head, kissing his neck between moans as your cunt tightened around him, “So good.”

Jungkook took the lead with ease, grinding you against his aching member, so close to release once more. The clock had strikes midnight time ago and his phone was being flooded with birthday messages but he was too busy to care. All he had wanted for his birthday was to spend it with you and his patience had paid off.

He came home to you dressed so fucking sexy for him and with a promise that he could cum inside and that alone was bringing him closer and closer to his second orgasm, not worried about finishing too soon when he knew this wouldn’t be the last round.

Your teeth nipped are his neck, nails scratching along his nipples as you tightened around him once more, “Jun—babe, I can’t… fuck, please.”

“Cum for me, do it baby,” Jungkook urged you on, lifting a hand only to bring it back down hard on your ass hearing you squeal at the slight sting but your walls tightened all the same. His cock was reaching deep into your count every time you took him all in and all it took was one final spank, for your orgasm to hit. You released a loud moan into his ear, hearing him grunt as you clenched around and finally you felt the warmth of his release flood your insides for the first time ever.

He was left breathless, cock coated in both your arousals as you pulled yourself off of him and you both watch his release mixed with yours dribble down your legs, immediately turning him on once more. You looked up at him, smile on your face from how good your boyfriend looked after sex. You checked the time once more, hearing his phone buzz and you ran a soothing hand over his thigh and pulling some stray black petals off of him, “I’m gonna get a bath going, how does that sound, birthday boy?”

Jungkook smirked, “Sounds good.”

“Okay, I’ll be back, why don’t you start responding to everyone,” you told him with a wink. When you left and he looked down at his phone, a small laugh left his lips.

joon:i hope whatever surprise y/n did for u was good bc u were a bitch to keep distracted

joon: happy birthday

joon: don’t have too much fun with your girl

::.

ugh everytime I tell myself I’m tired of romantic dreams Jungkook I just come back 😭anyways little bday drabble on KooK’s bday 🥺HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY

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[btsqualityy]

BTS Dating Series #9: First Intimate Moments

Members x Reader

Genre/Rate: 18+, fluff, smut

Summary: One of the first times you become intimate with your boyfriend.

Warnings: oral sex, dirty talk, squirting, rough sex, and creampie.

Kim Seokjin

“Jinnie,” you giggled as Jin pressed soft kisses onto your cheeks and nose. The two of you were at his apartment in the living room, cuddled up on a blanket on the floor in front of the roaring fireplace. 

“I love you so much Y/N-ah,” Jin murmured against your skin. 

“I love you too,” you whispered, moaning softly when Jin kissed your lips softly twice.

“My gorgeous girl,” he whispered before beginning to suck on your neck. Even though it felt amazing, you knew that you’d have to tell Jin the truth before anything went too far. 

“Jin?” You called and he just hummed in reply. “I have to tell you something.”

“I’m listening jagi,” he replied but you shook your head. 

“I’m serious,” you stated as firmly as you could and that made Jin lift his head and look down at you. 

“What is it?”

“Well, I really enjoy...this,” you began, motioning between him and yourself with one of your hands. “But I’m not ready to go any further.”

“Was it something I did?” Jin checked. “Did I make you uncomfortable?”

“Not at all,” you assured him. “It’s just..well, I’m a virgin and I’m not really ready to go further than this.”

“Hey, I understand and I’m more than ok with that,” he said. 

“Really?”

“Really,” Jin chuckled. “I’d never pressure you into something you aren’t ready for, ok? I’ll wait however long it takes.”

“What did I do to get so lucky?” You wondered aloud, smiling when Jin leaned down to kiss you again. 

Min Yoongi

“Lay back baby,” Yoongi instructed you and once your panties were off your legs, you did as he said. He didn’t hesitate to settle in between your open legs, making himself comfortable as he came face to face with your folds. 

“Keep your eyes on me or I’ll stop,” he told you, waiting until you had nodded your agreement before he surged forward and sucked your clit into his mouth. You instantly cried out in pleasure, your head falling back as his tongue expertly swirled around your clit. However, as quickly as it had started, the feeling was gone and you lifted your head to look at your boyfriend. 

“I told you,” Yoongi shrugged simply. “Eyes on me, baby.”

“Ok, fine,” you relented and with that, Yoongi went back to licking at you. You had, of course, known about your boyfriend’s self proclaimed skill at oral but actually feeling it for yourself for the first time had you seeing stars. 

“Holy fuck,” you gasped, reaching down and gripping his fringe in your hands, watching with wide eyes as he ate you out. “That feels so good Yoongs, fuck.”

“Mmhmm,” he moaned against you and the feeling had you grinding your hips against his mouth, chasing behind it. Only a few minutes later, you felt your orgasm winding to it’s end in your abdomen. 

“I’m, I’m gonna fucking come,” you warned him and he just stared right into your eyes as you came undone. As your essence leaked down onto his tongue, your body fell back limply onto the bed, your orgasm having used every ounce of energy that you had. 

“Holy fuck,” you gasped in shock as Yoongi pulled away from you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he crawled up your body in order to look at you. “How the fuck did you do that?”

“It’s an innate talent baby,” he smirked before leaning down and kissing you, making you moan as you tasted yourself on his tongue. 

Kim Namjoon

“You don’t have to do this,” Namjoon tried to say but you just smiled as you set your hands on his chest, pushing him backwards until he was forced to relax against the couch. 

“I want to,” you told him from your place on your knees in between his open legs. “I wanna make you feel good.” 

“I just don’t want you to think that,- oh fuck,” he groaned when you leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. As he looked down at you, he watched in awe as you swirled your tongue around the head before slowly and steadily sliding his entire length into your mouth. The feeling of your mouth around him had his stomach muscles clenching tightly, his balls tightening as you worked him towards his orgasm. 

“I know you wanted this,” you breathed out as you took your mouth off him, gripping the shaft with both hands as you pressed open mouthed kisses along his length. “I see how you look at my lips, at my mouth. How you always end up sliding your tongue against mines when we kiss. How your cock is throbbing in my hands right now.”

“You’re right,” Namjoon relented, looking down at you through hooded eyes. “I’ve been dreaming about how I’d feel in your mouth. You make me feel so good, just like I knew you would.”

“Then use me,” you whispered, chancing a look up at him through your lashes. “Use me to make yourself feel good. I won’t mind.”

“You sure?” He checked in and you gave him a small smile before taking him back into your mouth. Taking your word (or mouth) for it, he reached down and set his hands on your hair, experimentally thrusting his hips upwards while also pushing your head down at the same time. The action had you gagging lightly around him but the feeling of that felt like heaven around his cock. 

“Fuck yes, baby,” Namjoon grumbled, letting his head fall back against the couch as you took him to ecstasy. 

Jung Hoseok

“Hobi,” you whined from your place on the couch. “Come on, I wanna watch the movie!”

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Hobi chuckled as he walked into the living room. “I did just get home, you know? You barely gave me 20 minutes!”

“I’ve been looking forward to this all day,” you admitted, waiting until Hobi had sat down on the couch next to you before you draped the blanket that had been covering you onto his lap as well. “Had a long day.”

“Me too,” he replied as he grabbed your legs, laying them on his lap. “But now it’s just the two of us, finally.”

“Finally,” you smiled before pressing play on the movie. The two of you had been fine when the movie first began to play but since it had been a few days since you had last seen each other, it didn’t take long for hands to start wandering and for Hobi’s lips to find yours. 

You ended up on your back, your legs wrapped around your boyfriend’s waist as the two of you made out passionately. Not exactly knowing what to do with your hands, you reach up and station them on Hobi’s ears, not expecting him to groan and thrust towards you, the bulge in his sweats brushing against the crotch of your leggings. 

“Fuck,” Hobi grunted, his hooded eyes opening just enough to look down at you. “You have to warn me before you do that.”

“Sensitive?” You guessed and he nodded his head sheepishly. “Maybe I should do it more often then?”

“If you do, don’t say anything when I want to throw you down and fuck you,” he chuckled. 

“I wouldn’t mind that,” you smirked. 

“Come here,” Hobi whispered before kissing you deeply and you grabbed his ears again, pulling lightly on them and moaning against his lips when he thrust against you again. His hand trailed downwards, slipping underneath the band of your leggings and panties that you had on until he found your slit. 

“Fuck,” Hobi grunted appreciatively. “You’re so wet, Y/N-ah.”

“You’re the one that makes me wet like that, the only one,” you told him. “You wanna do something about it?” Hobi smirked down at you and the next thing you knew, you were face down, ass up on the couch with Hobi’s tongue buried between your folds. 

Park Jimin

“Please, Jimin-ssi,” you begged, gasping as he fucked you deeply. The two of you were in his apartment, tangled up together in a sea of comforters on his bed as you sat perched in his lap, your naked body pressed up against his.

“I know baby, I know,” Jimin murmured in reply, leaning forward and pressing open mouthed kisses all over your chest and collarbone. Your back arched deeply, soft moans and whimpers escaping your lips as the two of you looked into each other’s eyes. 

“I love you,” he told you and you smiled, reaching up and tangling your hands in the hair on the back of his head. 

“I love you too,” you whispered. “I love you too.” Jimin leaned forward and kissed you passionately, the two of you making out as your orgasms began to build. Just like your entire relationship had been, sex with Jimin was passionate, loving, and intense. The feeling was almost addictive and you found yourself never wanting this to end; never wanting him out of you. 

“You’re sucking me in baby, fuck,” Jimin drawled out against your lips. “I can feel you creaming me, too.”

“You’re so deep, I can’t help it.”

“I love it,” he assured you with a chuckle, pulling back from your lips slightly in order to look at you. “I’d fuck you forever if I could.”

“Do it,” you dared him. “I want you to. I’m yours.”

“Is this pussy mines too, baby?” He questioned deeply. “Hm?”

“It’s your pussy baby, all yours,” you swore. “Please don’t stop fucking me.”

“Whatever you want Y/N-ah,” Jimin murmured. “I’m yours.” And that night, the two of you ended up going four rounds; not able to get enough of each other.

Kim Taehyung

You gripped Taehyung’s forearms tightly as he laid you onto your back on his bed, shivering as he stared at your naked body. 

“You ok?” He checked in. 

“Just nervous,” you admitted. “This is our first time...you know.”

“I know,” Taehyung chuckled. “But I got you, ok? Trust me?”

“I do,” you smiled softly and Taehyung leaned down, kissing you firmly. As he did so, he grabbed the base of his cock with one hand, lining himself up and slowly pressing inside of you. You gasped into his mouth, breaking the kiss as you felt yourself stretching to accommodate his length. 

“Oh my gosh,” you whimpered, tears streaming down your cheeks from how overwhelming it felt. “Tae, Tae, please.”

“I got you, jagi,” Taehyung murmured, dragging his hips back before moving them forwards again. “Talk to me? Tell me how you’re feeling?”

“S-so g-good,” you stammered, reaching up and clutching onto him as your bodies moved together. “B-big.”

“You’re so tight wrapped around me, fuck,” he grunted, one of his hands coming down to grip at your thighs that were wrapped around his waist. “You have no idea how long I’ve been imagining this, thinking about what it would feel like to have you laid out for me.”

“I can probably imagine,” you giggled tearily.

“I love you,” he told you as he leaned down, pressing soft and gentle kisses to your cheeks and nose, the taste of your tears salty against his lips.  

“I love y-you too,” you whimpered, crying out in pleasure as Taehyung made love to you. 

Jeon Jungkook

“Holy fuck,” you gasped as Jungkook fucked into you with vigor. Since today had been a rare and random day where neither of you had anything to do, the two of you had holed yourselves up in your apartment together. 

Now, you knew that even though you and Jungkook hadn’t had sex together before now, the sexual tension between the two of you had been growing steadily each time you were around each other. You weren’t exactly sure what to expect when the time came either but it definitely wasn’t this. 

“Yeah? You like that?” Jungkook wondered as he looked down at you, smiling softly at how your mouth was dropped slightly open. 

“L-Love i-it,” you stammered, your chest caving inwards slightly as your breathing became harsher. 

“I can feel you tightening up around me, shit,” he grumbled as he grabbed the sheets next to your head in his hands. “You gonna come for me?”

“I-I think so,” you whimpered as your eyes fluttered shut. The feeling that was building in your gut wasn’t like any other orgasm you had previously felt and the foreign feeling almost scared you.

“Hey, it’s ok,” Jungkook whispered to you and you opened your eyes, staring up at him. “Let go, baby. I got you.”

“Ok,” you nodded as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down into a searing kiss. As your tongues slid together, that’s when your orgasm chose to hit you. Your mouth dropped open into a silent scream as your climax leaked out of you and Jungkook moaned loudly as the feeling of your wetness triggered his own climax as well. 

“God damn it,” you huffed, giggling when Jungkook collasped on top of you. 

“You didn’t tell me you could squirt,” he mentioned casually. 

“Didn’t know I could,” you replied. “That was my first time.”

“Oh, really?” Jungkook smiled widely as he sat up to look at you and you pushed his shoulder. 

“Don’t get cocky,” you warned him with a smile. 

“Hard not to when I just made you come that hard,” he smirked. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you murmured before kissing him firmly. 

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#bts #bangtanarmynet #bangtanbathhouse #bts reactions #bts imagines #bts jin #bts suga #bts yoongi #bts rm #bts namjoon #bts jhope #bts hoseok #bts jimin #bts taehyung #bts v #bts jungkook #jin x reader #yoongi x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader

[bangtannies-stories]

Hi, love your writing!! Could I please request a y!BTS reaction to reader initiating skin ship? (If this isn’t in the guidelines please feel free to ignore!!)

I hope you’re having a wonderful day!! Love ya!! 

Ofc, it's definitely in the guidelines! Here u go love, I hope it's up to par!

Namjoon

- wouldn't be surprised in the slightest.

- you're lovers, what's there to be shocked about?

- he knew you'd initiate it one day.

- "you want to hold hands? Why would I object, love?"

- he's smiling from ear to ear, dimples on full display

- if some day you give them a lil kiss, he'll be a tomato <3

Jin

- unlike Namjoon, Jin is totally in shock when you do.

- usually, he initiates the skinship and the touching.

- however, when one day you walk into his office and start rubbing his shoulders to ease his stress, he'll be caught off guard.

- who cares at the moment that you were in there when you weren't supposed to be?

- you were touching him with love without him forcing you.

- "sometimes I can forgive your slips because of the hold you have on my heart."

Yoongi

- meow meow is confused.

- "why are you holding my hand? that's silly."

- but don't take your hand away from his.

- "I never said to stop."

- it's hard to hide vulnerability when you just want to scoop someone in your arms and never let go.

- but you couldn't help but notice the grip on your hand get tighter if you tried to move away from him.

Hoseok

- scary sunshine man is a sucker for skinship. it makes him feel closer to you.

- he is always hugging you and holding you and grabbing and trapping and locking y-

- when you went to sit on his lap when he was watching tv, he has the most shocked look on his face.

- "sunshine bear, what are you doing to me?"

- he'd hold your waist while your head leaned on his shoulder.

- kisses.

- when he's not the most mentally unstable and scariest person ever, he's a softie for love and affection.

- just make sure you plan not to get up for at least a few hours.

Jimin

- Jimin is a clingy fella, so there's always some sort of skinship going on.

- he'd be in the kitchen making you both some food when he felt arms wrap around his waist.

- "baby, what are you doing?" he'd ask all confused.

- you'd explain that you missed his touch and wanted to hold him.

- food was instantly forgotten as he picked you up, brought you into the bedroom, plopped you down, and laid on top of you like a cuddlebug.

- because yandere Minnie is such a cuddlebug.

- a lying, underhanded, possessive cuddlebug.

Taehyung

- Tae becomes such a sweetheart whenever any kind of affection is thrown around between you two.

- he was always disappointed that he always had to initiate it all, though.

- so he'd be laying in bed, reading on his phone when all of a sudden you come in and plop on the bed.

- Tae is filled with confusion until you roll over and cuddle into his side.

- "Honey, don't you think you should get under the blanket first?"

- but you honestly couldn't care less about the blanket.

- you wanted to cuddle and touch your Tae-Tae now.

- of course, he had no issues with that.

- he is obsessed with you after all.

Jungkook

- ok so Jungkook is an interesting one.

- your relationship with him is not the same type of loving relationship as the other yanderes.

- you guys have more of a kidnapper-hostage thing that Jungkook just happens to call love.

- and honestly he wouldn't do much skinship with you to begin with.

- I can see it happening maybe when he takes you out for that monthly date thing he has set up.

- you'll hug him. just, a hug.

- he'll return it of course, because no matter how much he abuses you, any type of affection from you will make him happy.

- "just this once, doll."

#submission #bts #bts army #bts hoseok #bts jimin #bts jin #bts jungkook #bts mafia au #bts namjoon #bts suga #bts taehyung #bts yandere #yandere bts #bts yandere au

[yoongisleftshoulder]

BTS Reacts: Biracial S/O Experiences Racism

A/N: Of course, something like this can be a touchy subject and I will take full responsibility if I write anything offensive or incorrectly. As I've said in previous pieces like this, you are welcome to call me out on any mistakes so I can learn and do better. I personally am not biracial nor have I experienced racism of the sort but my inbox is always open if you need support or someone to stand with you. Also, I apologize but I couldn't find credits for some of the gifs used. I take no credit for the making of them.

TW: General racism, bullying

JIN:

Jin couldn't believe it when you pulled up an antis hate themed blog focused around you. He knew there would be some heat once your relationship was revealed to the public but he never thought people would be low enough to create an entire blog to bully you and insult you just based off of your skin color. It almost blew his mind that someone would take the time to put you down so badly. Jin would gently take your phone out of your hand and close the page, setting the phone down and out of view.

"Don't pay attention to a word they're saying. They're not worth your time, you're perfect the way you are."

Jin made sure the blog and nasty racist comments thrown at you were forgotten quickly, reassuring you that they were meaningless and simply not true.

YOONGI:

Yoongi had been out with Jin picking up food for the two of you when you decided to watch a few video compilations on YouTube that some fans had created for your relationship with him. Most of them were cute and wholesome videos with nothing but positivity in the comment section and you found yourself smiling widely throughout your time reading them. However, on the last video you had chosen, the comments made your heart sink. You weren't sure why they were there all of the sudden but many users had written harsh racist insults towards you, some even going as far as writing out threats. You knew it was stupid and the words were empty and didn't really mean anything but you couldn't control the tears that were forming in your eyes, eventually beginning to spill down your cheeks. Just as you were at peak sobbing and second guessing yourself, wondering if Yoongi really loved you as much as he said, he walked in the door, food bags in hand. Immediately, when he saw you curled up on the couch crying, he dropped the bags and sat on the cushion adjacent to you. He started rubbing your arm, unsure whether or not doing anything further was going to upset you.

"Woah, what's wrong sweetheart?" Your boyfriend asked, his voice soft.

Between sniffles, you did your best to explain how so-called 'fans' were being incredibly racist towards you and saying Yoongi deserved someone of his own race.

Yoongi couldn't believe what he was hearing and was only able to muster out a quiet "What the fuck?" He was pissed to know you were upset and pissed that anyone could say such things to you.

"Don't listen to those assholes, they don't know you and they will NEVER know me. I love you, you're perfect the way you are. They're probably just jealous that there's nothing even mildly interesting about them. They mean nothing."

HOSEOK:

*Ping*

*Ping*

*Ping*

Your phone had been blowing up more than usual. Your boyfriend, Hoseok, was sitting next to you so you opted to check it, wondering who else would be sending you so many texts. Lit up on your screen were texts from your best friend, telling you not to listen to what people are saying on Twitter and that all of those people were wrong about you. Confusion washed over you as you opened the Twitter app to see what was going on. The first thing you saw was your relationship with Hobi on the trending list. Your heartbeat sped up as you tapped on the link to checkout the corresponding posts. As soon as it opened, you were met with post after post about the live you did with him yesterday, where you had revealed your face for the first time. There were comments saying how pretty you were and how sweet you seemed, of course, but among these comments were floods of hate speech. Every single negative comment had to do with the fact that you were biracial. You suddenly closed the app, tossing your phone to the side, startling Hoseok. He closed the book he had been reading in the chair across from you and asked you what was wrong, moving to sit aside you when he noticed tears pooling in the corner of your eyes. All you told him was to check Twitter. Taking out his own phone, he clicked on the trending HoseokxYN link and skimmed through the posts and comments. He very quickly put his phone back into his pocket, unable to read anymore racist words against you. Pulling you into a tight hug, he reassured you that he felt sorry for those people, telling you that they must feel so badly about themselves and have such low quality lives that they had to spew meaningless hate towards you. If anything, they were lower than you and were only doing it to feel better about themselves. Even though the remarks were towards you, it felt painful to read such things and he was overwhelmed by disappointment.

NAMJOON:

As you and Namjoon made your way through the intensely growing crowd inside of the airport, fans yelled and screamed various words of encouragement towards Namjoon. You loved to hear other people showering him with love and positivity, despite the craziness of the crowd itself. You were smiling widely while walking hand in hand with your boyfriend, listening to the fans, until you suddenly heard someone take a jab at the color of your skin. Namjoon heard the person too, stopping for a brief second to turn and glare at them. He shook his head as he turned back around, gripping your hand tighter, pulling it up to his face to lightly kiss your knuckles. Like a chain reaction, that one person being brave enough to say such things to you in front of him set off a wave of more racism. Namjoon began walking even faster, guiding you the whole way, wanting desperately to get you out of there.

"Those aren't my fans. If they were, they would never say such bullshit things to you."

JIMIN:

Jimin witnessing you beginning to cry after seeing racist comments saying you weren't worthy of being with him because you weren't Korean hurt his heart. Your laughter was his favorite sound in the world and he lived to see you smile. Seeing you so upset was painful and made tears prick his own eyes. You were so important to him and yet strangers were bringing you down with nonsense hate. Jimin made sure to pound it into your head that he wanted you and only you; if he wanted someone who was 100% Korean, that's who he would have chosen.

TAEHYUNG:

After a long chat, you and Taehyung decided to reveal your secret relationship to the public after having been together for over a year. Taehyung took the bold leap by posting a couple of cute, romantic photos from Valentine's day on his Instagram. Knowing that it would warrant a little bit of craziness, he did it late at night before the two of you went to bed, planning on checking on it in the morning.

That next morning, Taehyung had woken up before you. Rather than waking you up, he went into the kitchen, fixed himself up some breakfast, and got comfy on the couch with his phone, ready to checkout the reveal reactions. He found himself giggling at some of the comments, even feeling happy over some of the supportive ones he read. Not long after reading, though, he stumbled upon comments he wished he hadn't seen. Many racist insults and death threats filled the comment thread. They were targeting you because you were biracial, spewing hate and saying he deserved better than you, someone who was fully his own race. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"How could these people say things like this?" Taehyung whispered to himself, still trying to be careful about waking you up.

The thought of you waking up excited to read the reactions of army only to see your race being the main focus of the thread made him very upset. He pondered whether he should delete the photo or not, wanting to shield you from everything. After a while of thinking, he simply turned off the comments to the post.

When you finally awoke, the first thing you did was ask him about the public's reaction. He produced a white lie and said the staff recommended that he turn the comments off but allowed him to keep the photo up. Although you were disappointed, he would much rather have you thinking that's what happened, instead of being aware of the nasty racist comments that flooded the post.

JUNGKOOK:

The last thing Jungkook expected when you tagged along on a flight and exited the airport with him, navigating through the crowds of screaming fans, was to hear several death threats and racist remarks thrown around towards you. He gripped your hand tighter and tighter with each disgusting comment he heard, knowing he couldn't do anything in that very moment. He glanced at your face multiple times, checking if you were still mentally there, only to see that you had begun crying quite hard. Instantly, Jungkook removed his jacket and held it over you to cover your face as various people with their phones and cameras hounded you. When you were both sat safely inside of the car waiting for you guys, Jungkook pulled you in close, kissing the top of your head while you buried it into his chest.

"You know I don't think of those things, right? I don't care about your race, I love you for you. Don't listen to those people, they aren't real army."

#bts #bts reactions #bts reaction #jin #suga #jhope #rm #jimin #v #jungkook #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

[hobeemin]

midsummer

💐 genre(s): urban fantasy, romance, smut, hybrid au, fluff (so much)

💐 pairing: faun!kim seokjin x poc(f)reader 

💐 summary: once a year on the summer soltice, the veil between the realms thins. the couple can finally walk among the world without a care. what happens during midsummer, stays on midsummer.

💐 rating: 18+

💐 warning(s): swearing, exhibitionism, pet names, hickies, breast play, cock warming, dirty talk, penetration, unprotected sex (psa wrap it up), shooky being shooky

💐 word count: 2.3k

💐 credits: 💜 a special thanks to @kthpurplesyou​ , bee thank you so much for beta reading this fic!! 💜

banner resources found here: 1, 2, 3

💐 a/n: this is sort of a sequel to my fic Moon. i’d suggest reading that before this to understand what is going on 💜

for @btshoneyhive honey harvest cheers to another year with bhh. happy anniversary! 🎊🎉

“Jin, I’m home!” Y/N walked into her apartment, kicking her shoes off as she hung her coat on the hook and tossed her keys into the bowl near the door.

She didn’t have to go far to find the Faun, as something delicious intrigued her senses, making her walk into the kitchen. She leaned in the doorway, watching as he chopped some vegetables before dropping them into a pan on the stove. Her lips curled into a smile as he cooked, too lost in his task to notice her. She was still in awe from the first time they met. And just as before, he wore his favorite sweatpants, sans any other clothing, minus the apron wrapped snug around his waist. 

Y/N crept up slowly behind, wrapping her arms around him, and stood on tiptoes to kiss the shell of his ear. Jin froze before a smile appeared on his lips? He lifted her easily without missing a beat and kissed her deeply. Y/N wrapped her arms around him, grinning into the kiss, happy to be back in his arms.

He pulled away, rubbing his nose against hers. “Well, hello there.”

“Hi to you too,” she said, giving him a quick peck.

“You just get in?”

“Mhmm. I called your name but got distracted by the view,” she teased with a wink.

He laughed, setting her back down. “How was work?”

“Eh, more or less productive,” she answered. “Hobi stopped by during my lunch break, so we went out to eat.”

“How’s he doing?”

“Not bad. He says hello and wants to hang out again at some point.”

It had been almost three years since Jin appeared in her life. She wanted a fresh start after a bad breakup and moving across town.

And a fresh start she received indeed.

Jin fell into her life. Literally.

After a nasty bump on the head, Y/N could see this magical man; the rest was history. 

Due to his…nature, being seen publicly by any mortals would lead to chaos. That was the last thing he wanted for her. Of course, there was an initial shock when Hoseok met him. It took a while, but her friend grew accustomed to the Faun and became the best of friends. 

Y/N opened the cabinet rummaging through the different spices and handed it to him. “It’s awfully quiet here. Where’s Shooky?”

“Sleeping out on the fire escape,” he answered, stirring the vegetables.

Y/N grabbed a carrot stick from the cutting board and leaned against the counter. She chewed quietly, watching him. “Want some more help?”

Jin shot her a knowing look, making her laugh. Right. He was particular about cooking. And while he did love when Y/N was his sous chef, they’d become distracted, and then the food would burn or dry out. She put her hands up.

“Alright. Point made.”

He smiled warmly, placing a chaste kiss on her forehead. “I promise to let you know when it’s ready.”

“Works for me; I’ll go wash this grime away.”

As the water cascaded down, Y/N contemplated her situation. 

Shaking her hair out of the shower cap, Y/N went to the fire escape. Her loveable but sassy Bombay cat Shooky was resting near her plants. Ears twitching, the cat opened his eyes. He stretched and walked up to her, purring as he rubbed her leg. She giggled and reached down to scratch behind his ears.

“Well, aren’t you being sweet today? You must want something.”

Shooky stopped purring and glared at her. “Hardly. I can’t just be happy to see you.”

Y/N snorted as she continued scratching his ears. “I’ll let you be sweet for now.”

Shooky rolled his eyes before plopping himself in her lap and napping. Y/N looked out at the view watching the twinkling lights of  the skyline as twilight approached. 

Jin stuck his head out, a faint smile on his lips when he saw Y/N dozing off with Shooky in her lap. He almost didn’t want to wake her, but he leaned in, kissing her forehead to wake her up. She stirred, opening her eyes as a sleepy smile appeared.

“Did I fall asleep?”

“Mmhmm. Dinner is ready. Or do you want me to put a plate up for you, Princess?”

She shook her head just as Shooky woke up and stretched his body. “No, I’ll join you.”

Once Shooky jumped from her lap, Jin helped her back through the window and towards the dining room table. He set the table, ensuring the food was arranged beautifully on the plates. Y/N filled Shooky’s bowls before taking her seat as Jin grabbed a bottle of wine from the rack. He poured them each a glass as they settled into their meal. Y/N took a bite as her eyes closed in euphoria.

“This is delicious.”

“I’m happy you like it, Princess.” 

They made small talk as they finished their dinner, and Y/N washed the dishes before joining Jin on the couch. He pulled her onto his lap, kissing her cheek as he turned to a movie they wanted to watch. Y/N settled her head into his lap, and he stroked her hair. 

“So what do you and Hobi plan to do?”

“A festival coming up next week seemed pretty cool.”

“Oh? What festival?”

Y/N reached over to grab her phone and scrolled through her messages. “Um, a Midsummer festival.”

His eyes widened. “Midsummer?”

“Uh-huh.”

His brows knitted in confusion as he began to mutter to himself. “Midsummer? Already? Couldn’t be.”

Y/N twisted to look up at him with concern. “Jin, what’s wrong?”

He glanced at her as a small smile appeared. “Nothing. Seriously.”

“Are you sure?”

He smiled, but it didn’t reach his face. Y/N tried not to worry, but Jin had one of the most expressive faces. If he was upset or happy, it showed on his face.

The week went by without issues until she came home one day to Jin and Hoseok whispering to each other. They stopped talking once she entered the living room and returned to playing their video game.

“That wasn’t suspicious at all,” she commented as she placed her bags down.

Hoseok chuckled, giving Jin a long glance. “How was work, Y/N?”

“It was work. How was y’alls day?”

Jin pressed the pause button, but to Hobi’s dismay, and finally looked at his girlfriend. “Good. Are you busy this weekend?”

Y/N walked over to scan the calendar on the corkboard. She shook her head, turning back towards him. 

“No. I’m free this weekend. Why?”

“Just be ready around seven and dress up. I’m taking you out on a date.”

Her jaw almost reached the ground.

---

“Jin?”

“Yes, Princess?”

“Are you sure it’s safe to be out here?”

He turned to look at her with a grin. “Of course.”

“But–”

“Do you notice anything?”

“Notice what?”

“Exactly. No one is looking at me.”

He was right. No one gave him a second glance. It felt strange. The horns on his head didn’t cause any alarm. The Faun was finally out in public with his girlfriend. As they sat there at the restaurant enjoying each other’s company, Jin couldn’t help but feel relieved. He could finally be out in public with Y/N.

“So why can we be out like this?” she asked as they walked through town.

Jin brought her hand to his lips, giving her an endearing smile. “It’s midsummer night, Princess. The longest night is during the summer solstice. I can walk around and be seen, but not as a Fae.”

Kissing her hand, he noticed it calmed her as they continued their walk.

“So where are we going?”

Jin chuckled softly, squeezing her hand. “It's a surprise.”

She quirked her brow at him inquisitively. She didn’t enjoy surprises, but she trusted that Jin wouldn’t do something too extreme. As they walked through the town, she noticed as they approached a park with a gazebo in the middle. The gasp that left her lips was enough evidence for Jin to know she was pleased. 

Fairy lights tingled around the railings with flowers and ivy wrapped around them. A table was set with the works, champagne chilling in a bucket as soft music played from the speakers.

Y/N turned to look at Jin in disbelief. “Why? How?”

He reached up to stroke her cheek with his thumb. “Hoseok helped me set this up.”

“This is beautiful,” she whispered.

“Hardly pales in comparison to you, Princess,” he replied.

Her face heated up from his words, and he laughed at how cute her response was. He led her to one of the chairs and helped her into the seat before taking his own. Y/N was in awe, looking around the gazebo.

They outdid themselves. She made a mental note to get Hoseok. He could never keep a secret, so it was amazing how he held it in.

Now that she was here, Jin had become visibly nervous. They enjoyed the grilled vegetables and chicken meal as small talk carried on. He fiddled with the napkins while trying to think of something to say.

“–Jin?”

He blinked a few times. “I’m sorry?”

Y/N looked at him curiously. “Are you okay? You seem quiet.”

He gave her a small smile before clearing his throat and drinking some water. It was now or never. “Y/N?”

“Yes?” 

Jin stood from his seat and buttoned his jacket. Clearing his throat again, he held his hand out for her to take. Y/N wiped her mouth and grabbed his hand as he walked her over to one of the archways. Staring into her eyes, it calmed him down a bit.

“Y/N, we've been through some tough times. I can’t imagine what you’ve gone through before we met, but since then, I never wanted to see you cry again. These three years have been the best time of my life, and I want to continue this journey with you.”

Was this happening? Y/N was speechless as she listened to Jin. It was happening.

Jin dropped to one knee, holding a small box covered in crushed velvet. As he opened it, she let out a choked sob. The rose gold band glittered with garnet gems. 

“Will you marry me, Princess?”

Still fighting back the tears, her head bobbed. “Yes. Yes, I’ll marry you, Seokjin.”

He slipped the ring on with care before pulling her into his arms. It seemed as if time stopped. It wasn’t until his lips brushed hers that she was taken out of her trance. She gripped the front of his shirt, deepening the kiss. Jin groaned into the kiss letting his tongue swipe her lips. Y/N obliged, moaning softly. Jin shuddered as soon as her hands left his chest and reached to caress his horns.

He broke their kiss, breathing hard.

“You know what that does to me?”

“Of course, I do, Jin,” she cooed softly.

Growling, he gripped her waist and shoved her against a pillar. “So you want to do this right out in the open?”

A mischievous grin crossed her face. “Sounds tempting.”

She leaned closer, nipping his neck as he bit down on his lip. “I promise not to be too loud.”

Jin panted as he pulled up her dress with a smirk. “Fuck that. I want everyone to know now.”

Y/N wasted no time unzipping his pants. So much franticness at the moment, wanting only to reach one goal together.

Not much prep work was needed as Jin’s cock slapped out onto his stomach, the cum dribbling down an angry head. Y/N licked her lips as she slipped her panties down. Jin grabbed them, putting them in his back pocket. Grinning, he hiked up her leg, wrapping it around his waist. Jin slipped past her folds with one fluid motion after getting her consent. His head dropped to her shoulder as expletives flew from his lips.

“So tight, Princess. And all for me.”

“Uh-huh. M-Move Jin. P-Please,” she begged.

His hips snapped forward as lustful noises erupted in the gazebo. Jin settled between the swell of her breasts, licking, sucking, nipping her flesh as marks began to bloom. Y/N’s nails dug into his shoulders, holding on for dear life—skin slapping skin. 

Promises pass their lips in their haze of pleasure. 

“I love you, Princess,” he murmured.

“I-I l-love you too, Jin. Fuck, right there. Yes!”

“I wanna cum deep in that pussy. May I, Princess? Can I fill you up?”

“Yes! Please!”

He slowed his movements, letting her feel every inch. Her walls clenched around him as he kissed her feverishly. 

“I’m so close, Jin. P-Please,” she purred into his ear.

“Cum with me, Princess,” he husked out.

At that moment, as his movements stuttered, Y/N clamped around his cock as she felt the spring unravel. Gasping, she cried out as Jin let out a long groan; he twitched before painting her walls white, filling her to the brim.

They lay against the pillar catching their breath, until Jin gently placed her on the ground, holding her up. Y/N pecked his lips as a sigh of contentment passed her lips. Jin stroked her hair, smiling at her.

“How are you feeling?”

She laughed, shaking her head. “I never excepted to be engaged or even have sex outside in a park.”

Jin’s distinct laugh had him tipping his head back. “Okay, the latter was not planned, but I have to say, now that I know you like exhibitionism–”

“Aht. Aht. Let’s not get carried away. I got caught in the moment.”

“It was a great moment.”

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “You lucky I love you.”

Jin kissed her forehead, nuzzling her cheek. “I love you too, Princess.”

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[herecomesjoon]

The Astronaut

Pairing Jin x Reader Rating 13+ Genre/Tropes Fluff, dad!tan Warnings Just my usual heartachingly sweet dad!tan.  WC 500 Crosspost AO3 - herecomessatvrn Summary Jin has a precious secret that he finally wants to share with the world. AN Not betad and written for a NanNoWriMo sprint on @bangtan-oasis and as a gift to @sunshinerainbowsbts​The Astronaut Jin has wrecked us all I think, so here’s my little tribute for the Bangtan Bomb Idol AU world I have going on. At some point, I'll have a master reference sheet or something. Please enjoy!

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It was hard to believe that the life he had known for years was changing. He had put it off for too long. But now at least, he had a family. And not just BTS and ARMY, but a partner and a daughter. 

Jin considered himself lucky. More so than most, and that was the reason that for so long, his personal life had been concealed from the public eye, and only shared with the people he loved most. 

Yuri had grown so much over the years, and he had many pictures and videos in his phone, on his computer, that were cherished memories. Each one of them he could remember clearly. Her first steps. When she was learning to speak. Her first day of school. When each of his brothers held her for the first time. The way she would light up when she got excited. All of them, precious memories as she grew and changed. 

Together, he and his partner had decided that it would be up to her, once she was old enough to understand what it meant, whether she appeared on camera to the public. 

While he was working, she approached him quietly. Bowing politely when she realized that he was on a video call and excused herself to wait outside of the office. When Jin called her back in, she looked towards the webcam perched between his monitors, noting that the little green light wasn’t on. 

“Appa,” she began as she approached and twisted her fingers into the hem of Jin’s sweater. She looked down shyly waiting for his attention.

“Can I be in a video?” 

Jin was a little surprised. Yuri had been content thus far remaining out of the spotlight. Even in photos, she shied away from the camera. He recalled the day at the beach, just the three of them. She had been glued to his side, but when the camera came out, she darted away. 

He never admitted that it hurt a little every time she did that, but it was her decision. Asking to be in a video was like a balm to his aching heart. 

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Social media blew up in an instant. The theories and speculation. What could the song mean? Was it about ARMY? No, it's about BTS. Others suggested he was married and had kids, but it was always a joke. Because the others had said as much, of course Jin would say outright for something this important. 

It was when the making of the video appeared on youtube that he made a post. From the set, the photographer had captured the moment when he was pushing Yuri on a bike, seeing her off down the road. His hand rested gently on her back, a gold band glinting on his ring finger. 

And in the video, Yuri perched on his knee, laughing as they watched something not visible off of the screen. The comment with the post; “So proud of the person she's becoming. I am honored.”

AN Thank you so much for reading! Comments and feedback mean the world to me! Come say hello to me, my ask box is always open! <3

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[blog-name-idk]

Everything Falls (Into Place) | 21

*Banner by the incredible @bangtansmauyeondan

Pairing: OT7 x Fem Reader

Genre: College!AU, Roommate!AU, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: Your new roommates are unbearably nice and unbearably hot. Good thing you're an adult who is fully capable of platonic friendships with the opposite sex, right?

Word Count: 2227

Warnings: Smut

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Instead of going immediately home, Jin had parked a block away so the two of you could discuss the situation. Well, that and make out. The man was a superb kisser. It would have been frustrating how easily he turned you into putty if it hadn't been so enjoyable.

"How do you want to handle this?" Jin asked, idly playing with your hair while you admired the way illuminated his face. He couldn't seem to stop touching you, now that he was officially allowed to. It was in cute ways too, like holding your hand, tracing your fingers with his, or random kisses on your cheeks and knuckles. You were incredibly into it.

"I'm not really sure," you admitted, still nervous about the situation but reassured by his solid, comforting presence. "I mean, it's not like I can even predict how anyone else might feel."

Jin hummed in understanding, though he looked amused and completely unworried. You tried not to get your hopes up about what that knowing twinkle in his eye might mean. They couldn't all feel the same way he did… could they? The idea felt less farfetched now than it did before the dinner, but it still seemed like it would be too good to be true.

"Would you mind not telling anyone about this just yet?" You asked sheepishly, knowing that it couldn't feel good for him to keep something like this from your friends. "I'm just still a little overwhelmed, and want to talk to everyone in my own time."

"Of course," he agreed with a smile, taking your hand and brushing the inside of your wrist with warm lips. The gesture sent an agreeable tingle down your spine, and you wondered how such an innocent, romantic action could set your heart racing the way it did.

"If you promise you will tell them soon, though," he added more seriously, eyes catching yours. You nodded, unable to deny this man anything. "You know we all love you. No one will judge you, and nothing could change how much we care about you."

Your heart lurched treacherously at how easily he said those words, and your face flushed a fiery red.

"L-love?" You squeaked, and Jin gave an evil smirk.

"Of course we all love you. I never said we're in love with you."

At your indignant squawk he laughed, and his gaze softened.

"It wouldn't be far off the mark for me, though," he finished in a near whisper, that adorable, familiar pink creeping up his ears. You smiled, wondering how it was possible for any human being to be this cute, sweet, kind, and irresistable all at the same time. Deciding the universe could keep some of its secrets, you leaned forward to map his lips with yours once more.

The next time the two of you pulled apart, his lips trailed down your neck and you gave a small sigh of approval.

"God you're gorgeous," he murmured appreciatively against your skin, nipping at the juncture between your neck and shoulder. It was too light to leave a mark, but the sensation was enough to make you gasp all the same.

"That's rich coming from you," you managed to respond despite your brain and body feeling decidedly gooey. You traced the shell of his ear with your tongue, hoping he was at least a fraction as affected as you were by him. By his groan and shudder, you were successful. You began inching your hand up his knee, but he stopped you.

"We should get back before I do something ungentlemanly," he mumbled in pained tones, pulling away with obvious reluctance. The simmering desire in his eyes made you want to rip his clothes off then and there.

"What if I don't want you to be a gentleman?" You asked with an innocent grin before diving in to nibble on his lower lip and raking your nails through his scalp.

"Oh god," he choked with a sharp exhale, surrendering to your attack and releasing his grip on your hand. You wasted no time in palming the growing bulge in his pants and his strained curse made you feel like the sexiest person in the world. With a rush of feminine confidence, you made to undo his belt for better access.

Suddenly, both of your hands were trapped in his and your lips were being devoured by his own. You moaned at the ambush and he took the opportunity to lick into your mouth in hot, punishing swipes that drove all rational thought out of your head. You couldn't even press your body against his, separated as you were by the gear shift, yet you still felt like you were drowning in his touch. Nothing else existed besides the hot press of his tongue and the growing ache between your legs.

"You are dangerous," Jin growled, pulling away and still holding your wrists captive above your head. His tone was enough to make your skin burn even hotter, and his eyes were predatory as he drank in your needy expression. You whined and struggled weakly against his grip, wanting to kiss him, touch him, anything. He merely smirked and leaned back a little.

"I don't want our first time to be in the backseat of my car," he said conversationally, as if he wasn't sporting an impressive tent in his pants. You pouted and tugged futilely at your wrists, that bulge demanding to be lovingly tended by your willing hands.

"J-Jinnie," you pleaded, giving him your best bedroom eyes. His smirk remained, but a vein in his jaw twitched and your mouth watered at how much you wanted him.

"Can't you be a good girl for me and wait?"

Your face flushed and your lips parted slightly. No one had ever said something like that to you before, and his words only served to further fan the flame overtaking your body.

"Y-you're not exactly making it easy for me," you managed shakily, and a smug expression flashed across his face. He had no right being this fucking irresistible.

"Oh? Do you need something to tide you over?"

Before you could respond, he transferred both of your wrists to one large hand. He held you just as easily as before, to your mixed disappointment and arousal. He trailed the other to cup your breast and you arched into his hot touch, willing to take anything he would give you.

"Look at you," he breathed reverently, drinking in the needy whimper you gave when he pinched your nipple experimentally through the fabric of your clothing. While you might have appreciated the devoted nature of his gaze at another time, you currently had other priorities.

As if hearing your unspoken prayers, he let his hand slip under the hem of your dress. Instead of granting you relief however, he merely let his fingertips trace the inside of your thighs. At your noise of protest, he gave you a shit-eating grin and you did your best to scowl.

"Jin if you don't touch me right now I will murder you," you tried to threaten, though it came out much breathier than you intended. Damn this man and the effect he was having on your body. He had the audacity to laugh but finally complied, fingers traveling up to where you wanted them most.

"You are such a - oh fuck."

His voice cracked a little when he realized just how wet you were. He pushed the thin fabric of your underwear aside to drag a finger across your entrance and you bucked into his touch with a mewl of pleasure.

"All this for me?" Jin asked hoarsely, and at your desperate nod he finally, finally stopped teasing.

He released your wrists and tangled his free hand into your hair, pulling you against his mouth in a frenzied, sloppy kiss. At the same time, his fingers found your clit and began rubbing in feather-light motions, and it was all you could do to cling onto his shirt for support at the double assault on your sanity. His touch was relentless, and he swallowed each of your cries as if they were the last things he would ever hear.

"Oh my god," you whimpered against his mouth as he easily slid a finger into your slick folds. He groaned again when you shamelessly rubbed yourself against his hand, desperate for more friction.

"How are you so perfect?" He managed to pant before dipping his head to give your neck a hard bite. Earlier he had taken care not to leave any marks, but that hesitation was clearly gone. You groaned and let your head loll back to give his mouth better access, threading a hand through his hair in encouragement. Jin growled and complied, suckling harshly at your neck while his fingers continued to work their magic, dragging against your walls in mind-melting, merciless strokes. You swore and clenched your fingers into his shirt, uncaring of the fact that your nails were digging into his skin.

He didn't seem to mind either, only redoubling his efforts while he bruised your skin with teeth and tongue. Spurred by the way you were gasping his name, he added another finger and you whimpered in approval at the added stretch. Then he began to grind the heel of his palm against your clit, tearing a frantic moan from your throat.

"F-fuck, Jin," you gasped raggedly, not even sure what was happening anymore, only focused on chasing the pleasure he was giving you. You were too drunk on his touch to notice the way his breathing hitched, or the absolute worship in his gaze as he watched you unravel for him.

"Ohgoddon'tstop, don't stop, don't ever st-" your orgasm slammed into you and your throat constricted in a silent cry. Jin's grip on your hair tightened almost painfully and he let out a throaty groan as you came around his fingers. All you could do was drop your head onto his shoulder and cling to him as he worked you through your high, and by the time he withdrew his hand you were a weak, trembling mess.

You watched hazily as he licked his fingers clean, then planted a soft kiss on your forehead. Ugh, you were such a goner. It wasn't fair for him to follow up something so completely sexy with such a cute gesture.

"Holy shit," he breathed against your hair, sounding as utterly destroyed as you felt. You agreed with his statement wholeheartedly and you closed your eyes for a moment to enjoy the closeness. When you managed to gather yourself a bit, you drew back to appreciate the sight of him.

Jin stared at you with a dazed expression, hair in complete disarray, body flushed from chest to forehead. He looked absolutely delectable, and if you weren't so spent you would have pounced on him then and there. You felt a little guilty that you hadn't really done anything for him, but when you reached for his pants he stopped you.

"It's, uh, a bit of a mess in there," he coughed sheepishly, and you blushed in surprise. Just getting you off had been enough for him to… ? At your expression, he gave you a crooked grin.

"You really don't understand what you do to me, do you?" He asked in fond tones, brushing some hair from your face, and you flushed harder.

"If it's anything like what you do to me, then I might have an idea," you replied, suddenly feeling a little shy despite the fact that you had just come all over his hand. Which he was wiping on his presumably already dirty pants. You snorted a little, and he looked at you and shrugged.

"I'll get a real taste next time," he said with a smirk and you felt yourself go red again. How was he able to say things like that when calling him Jinnie was enough to fluster him?

"Let's get home before we get arrested or something," he joked, giving you a chaste kiss on the lips before pausing to actually look out the windows. Or rather, how completely fogged up they were. You dissolved into giggles at his chagrined expression.

"Why do I feel like tonight is a weird reenactment of my teenage years?" He complained, making you laugh harder. He kind of had a point. From getting caught by his mom, to making out in his parents' driveway before leaving, to this - it was like a trifecta of teenage hookups.

"Maybe it's your midlife crisis, old man," you teased with a smile as you did your best to fix his hair. His shirt was wrinkled beyond anything you could do, unfortunately, and his pants, well… he would have to deal with that one on his own.

"I guess you're the hot young college girl I'm escaping my age with," he responded, waggling his eyebrows and giving you a goofy wink. He tried to help you with your hair before you ultimately gave up and put it up in a shitty bun. By the time the two of you had tidied up to the best of your abilities, the windows again looked virginal and fog-free. Jin gave you a final slow, heart-stopping kiss before pulling back to start the car, and you smiled giddily at his profile.

"Let's go home."

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[blu-joons]

When You Make A Cameo In One Of Their Music Videos ~ BTS Reaction

Jin:

You couldn’t stand still as you waited just off set to be called, going through what was expected of you from the director over and over again.

“Nervous?” A voice suddenly asked you, glancing left to see Jin’s wide smile looking back at you. “I’ve been watching you for a little while.”

Your head nodded in reply to him, trying your best to regain your composure. “I know that I know what to do, but I’m worried about messing things up a little bit.”

“Don’t worry,” Jin assured you, placing his hand against your arm, “we all mess up sometimes.”

“When you’re in BTS, I think you’re allowed to mess up,” you teased, finding yourself feeling a lot more comfortable with Jin stood in front of you, “it’s a given for you guys.”

“If you mess up, then I’ll have your back,” he jokingly assured you.

“I’ll remind you of that when I inevitably trip and fall during a take,” you promised, “if I get into any trouble, then it’s on you.”

“I’ll put them in their place, don’t you worry.”

Yoongi:

You shot a glare across at Yoongi as he laughed across at you, sensing the embarrassment that you were feeling in your expression.

“Have I told you how thankful I am that you stepped in last minute?” He asked you, swinging his arms over your shoulders and pulling you close.

Your eyes rolled back across at him, “have I told you how much I hate you for signing me up to do this? You’re enjoying this far too much for my liking you know Yoongi.”

“Your cameo will be great,” he encouraged, “and the fans will love seeing you feature in it too.”

“Don’t use your fans to make me feel better about me stitched up by you,” you groaned, feeling him squeeze your frame tighter as he continued to chuckle to himself.

“You’re enjoying this really,” Yoongi teased in reply.

“You’re enjoying this,” you corrected him, “I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to live down the things that I’ve done today.”

“The boys and I are very grateful though.”

Hoseok:

You smiled nervously as you walked across to Hobi, hesitating slightly once you were close enough to him, not wanting to intrude too much.

“Are you working with me?” He smiled across at you as he noticed you hovering beside him. “Don’t be nervous, come and say hello, how are you?”

You did as Hobi said, taking a few small steps towards him. “Honestly, I’m a little bit terrified about doing this and working for you guys, but I’m sure that you’ll help me out.”

“Of course,” Hobi swiftly encouraged, “you must be good at your job, that’s why we’ve booked you.”

“I’d like to think so,” you agreed, almost instantly feeling yourself relax around Hobi. “I was told that I was with the member that would take the best care of me too.”

“I can definitely do that,” Hobi laughed in response to you.

“You already seem great,” you mused, “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun shooting together throughout the day today.”

“I definitely agree, it’ll be a blast for us both.”

Namjoon:

A sigh of relief came from you as the director yelled cut, looking away from Namjoon straight away as a chorus of coos came from behind the camera.

“Ignore them,” Namjoon suggested as he noticed just how shy you were in front of him, “they love doing this whenever we have romantic concepts.”

You nodded in reply to his advice, feeling a shiver run down your spine. “As long as the two of us looked genuine on camera, then that’s the only thing that matters to me.”

“You’re doing great,” Namjoon smiled, “I’m sure everyone will think we’re in a relationship.”

“Including your fans?” You quizzed, “should I prepare myself for the barrage of abuse that’s going to come my way now when the music video ends up getting released?”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be alright,” Namjoon tried his best to assure you.

“I’ve seen what your fans can do,” you replied, “that’s the only concern that I had when I agreed to work with you guys on this video.”

“I’ll ensure you’re protected when it’s released.”

Jimin:

Your smile was soft as you held your position, waiting the cameraman to zoom out of the shot before eventually hearing the cut call.

“Good job,” Jimin complimented as soon as you were able to move again, “I’ve loved working with you today, it’s been great fun Y/N.”

Your head nodded in agreement with Jimin, “I have to admit that I was worried about working with you, but you’ve made me feel so at ease Jimin, I’ve had a great time.”

“Do you think maybe we could swap numbers?” He asked you, “you don’t have to though.”

“No, I’d love to,” you instantly encouraged, feeling your smile widen. “You never know, if you ever need an extra in a music video again, having my number might help you out.”

“I was thinking more to hang out like friends,” he suddenly told you.

“Really?” You quizzed in surprise, “I wasn’t expecting you to say that you’ve got six world famous friends, let alone little old me too.”

“I have, but none of them are quite like you Y/N.”

Taehyung:

Your eyes widened as soon as you felt Taehyung looking across at you after being told that an extra had dropped out for their music video shoot.

“Please Y/N,” Taehyung asked you as he met your eyes, knowing that you knew exactly what it was that he wanted to ask you to do for him.

A sigh came from you as several of the other members looked across at you too. “This isn’t my job Taehyung; I’m not going to be able to do whatever the other person was.”

“You’d be doing us a massive favour,” he smiled, “and we’ll help you get the hang of it too.”

“We wouldn’t ask if we weren’t desperate,” Jin added offering you a wide grin too, “there’s not that much that you need to do, it’s just a few scenes that need you in the background.”

“You’re making it hard to say no to you guys,” you warned them all.

“So, say yes,” Taehyung chuckled back across to you, “we’ll make it up to you, I promise, and you’ll look great on the camera as well.”

“You guys have won, I guess I’ll do it to help.”

Jungkook:

Your smile was wide as the take came to an end, allowing Jungkook to twirl you around underneath his arm one final time after finishing the routine.

“You’re a good dancer,” Jungkook complimented as the two of you stood face to face. “People will watch you more than me in the music video.”

Your head shook as you felt yourself begin to get a little flustered in front of Jungkook. “When you’re a backing dancer for BTS, you’ve got to work your socks off to not look bad.”

“There’s no way that you could look bad,” Jungkook encouraged, “you look incredible by the way.”

“Thank you,” you weakly smiled across at him, looking around the set nervously. “I was worried about dancing with BTS, but you’ve made the job the easiest in the world.”

“I’d love to have you around on set again,” Jungkook suddenly told you.

“I heard you’ve got a tour coming up,” you joked, “if you ever need a spot filling up then I hope you know that I’m around for you to call.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely put your name forwards.”

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[villain-sympathizer]

Your twice x reader was so cute to read, so I wonder if you could write something like that again!

him and reader where they are both doing silly, normal things laughing, when all of the sudden one of his personalities reveals what he's trying to hide: confessing his love

Of course only when you have time for that :)

YES!!! oh my GOD thats such a cute idea, thank you for this

the last few weeks have been so stressful and hell on my mental health, so i think i and everyone else deserve some good ol' Twice fluff 💕

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[Twice x GN!Reader] [Contents: Jin’s dual personality; and pure tooth-rotting fluff!] [Word count: 1.1k]

»»—— Loves me, Loves me Not (Except he does) ——««

Moving into a new place is always a hassle for everyone involved. Hiring movers, packing, loading, unloading, unpacking, and then having to spend the next month or more attempting to acclimate to the new surroundings and feelings of displacement. But moving in with your significant other for the first time? It makes it just a little more bearable. Furniture shopping, deciding on décor, playful bickering over if a stiffer or softer mattress is better – the little things that make the journey more enjoyable. Said journey is made even more enjoyable when one’s significant other is no other than Jin Bubaigawara, a comedically eccentric man who, despite his crumbling mental state, knows just how to liven up any event regardless of it’s theme. He knew the perfect ways to “spice up” a mundane task, as he puts it, which really just consists of making a fool of himself intentionally. But it gets his friends to laugh and smile, so he does what he can for them. This is no different for his lover, [Name], either.

Shopping trip after shopping trip of buying necessities can get boring and draining real fast. Groceries, hygiene needs, kitchen sets, furniture, frames for pictures and posters, hardware for hanging said framed pictures and posters – the list seemingly never ends. Jin, however, was always determined to keep their spirits high, by any means necessary. Pretending to be a furniture sales agent and giving the most obvious or bullshit details about a couch they’re looking at, or poking fun at whatever weird-looking object they happen to come across in their shopping spree. He once tried to do consecutive backflips off a line of beds in one of the furniture outlets he and his partner went to, and likely would have succeeded in that task had it not been for the employee yelling at them both to leave.

“What a party pooper – What an asshole!” Jin had said then, with a pout that resembled a child being scolded by their parent for just wanting to have fun. [Name] merely patted his shoulder in assurance, shepherding him off to the next destination.

“They just don’t understand what it means to be in love and have fun,” [Name] had responded with, not knowing the weight their words had just put on Jin’s mind. A good weight, but one that leaves you feeling both anxious and giddy, eager to share your thoughts but scared to have them rejected.

Love. Jin knew he was in love with them, had known since the day they first spoke to each other. But when was a good time to say it? When do normal people say they love their partner? Jin was no normal person, what much was clear – quirk trauma, villainous background, and an incredibly lonely past can do a number on ones behavior. He was ready to propose to them right off the bat, if they were as starved for affection as he was; but [Name] was normal, as far as he could tell, and Jin wanted to give them a regular-paced relationship. So far moving in with each other is a huge step… but did couples confess their love before or after that? Is it still too early, or was he too late? Does he say it now, or wait till marriage? These were the kinds of thoughts that weighed heavily on his mind, and the closer they got to fully moving into their new apartment, the more obvious it was in his attitude.

“Okay, what’s on your mind, big guy?” [Name] released a sigh of relief when the two of them flopped backward onto their new shared bed, the box spring and frame finally set up and the mattress covered with brand new sheets and a comforter to match. “You’ve been quiet and distracted these last few days. Distracted I’m used to, but the quiet part is very unlike you,” they mention, turning their head to gaze over at him.

Jin blinks out of his stupor, not moving to look at his partner and opting to continue staring at the ceiling. “Nothing! Nothing at all – well, maybe something – nope! Totally fine, just tired,” he rambles, his second personality cutting in occasionally. “Been a long week, y’know? Fuckin’ exhausted as hell – just lots to do, and still more to be done! Ugh, just kill me now.” Finally, he turns and gives them a reassuring grin, eyes squinted in content as he gazes softly at them. I love you, I love you, I love you, his mind chanted, the words begging to be released since the day they met.

[Name] raises an eyebrow, returning the grin back to him. “Yeah, me too, I understand. Almost over, though, so don’t worry!” They chirp, tone shifting briefly from tired to lighthearted in an attempt to comfort the other.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

“Ha! Yeah, you could say that again,” Jin mirrors their tone, stretching his arms a bit before relaxing again against the bed.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

[Name] shifts their position so that they can cuddle up to his side, head resting against his pec and arm draped over his chest. Jin’s arm reaches out to wrap around their shoulder.

I love you, I love you, I love you –

“I love you,” Jin’s second voice blurts out, his free hand immediately snapping up to cover his mouth in panic. He feels [Name] jolt slightly from the sudden movement, though Jin took it as a sign of shock.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to- well, I guess I did mean to – God, I love you – fuck, I mean…!” He rambles yet again, the words pouring from his mouth as he attempts to explain a situation that didn’t need an explanation, the hand that was over his mouth now nervously running through his hair. “I… it’s… it’s not too early to say that, is it?” He asks tentatively.

Feeling his partner shift around and lift themselves up, Jin’s eyes flick towards them, waiting for an answer. Instead of the shocked, uncomfortable expression he was expecting, the blonde man was instead greeted by his lover’s look of fond confusion. The kind of look that says, ‘You’re such a dork, but a cute one’.

“Too early? Jin, babe, we just moved in together. I was honestly getting worried at this point,” [Name] grins brightly at him, leaning in to touch their nose to his. “I love you too, you dork.”

Jin blinks owlishly at them, letting the words settle into his heart as it swells with adoration, a goofy smile stretching across his face. “You love me…? Who wouldn’t?!” The words of his second side were boisterous and proud, though they both know it was a ruse to cover his obvious anxiety over the situation. Gathering up [Name] in a bear hug, he laughs as they squeak in surprise, but quickly join in his laughter as Jin rocks them side to side within the hug.

“They love me! They love me!”

Then again, who wouldn't?

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #jin bubaigawara x reader #jin bubaigawara #twice x reader #dame writes

[thebiscuiteternal]

would nmj's fate change in the larger age gap au? with the changes in relationships and political dynamics, i just can't see jgy finding it as easy to decide to kill him in this version.

I think it would, for a number of reasons.

First and foremost, no matter which version of canon you use, Nie Huaisang is going to push the "ge" button in the back of Meng Yao/Jin Guangyao's brain hard. I wrote a little snippet of them meeting on Discord using the non-CQL setting

Please imagine that during Sunshot in the greater-age-gap Nies timeline, something comes up at the Unclean Realms and since Mingjue can't leave the battlefield for whatever reason, he asks newly-minted 18yo aide-de-camp Meng Yao to go handle it.

So Meng Yao goes to the Unclean Realms and is met at the gate by a 10/11 yo with a grumpy expression.

"You're not Da-ge," he says, clearly disappointed.

Oh, this is the Sang-di that his sect leader is always talking about.

He's adorable.

Meng Yao smiles. "Sorry, but even your brother can't be in two places at once. This one is Meng Yao; his assistant."

Nie Huaisang brightens up just a little. "Oh! The really smart one!"

(Zongzhu actually said that in his letters home? Meng Yao's a little touched.)

Huaisang takes him to meet the supply overseers who needed assistance, but sticks around instead of going back to whatever he'd been doing.

Meng Yao catches the boy watching him a couple of times, but every time, Huaisang quickly looks away, face red.

They don't talk about it before Meng Yao leaves, crisis averted.

Cute little creechur! Who clearly thinks he's cool despite growing up around all these powerful cultivators! Meng Yao is smitten.

And then add in the fact that Mingjue and Huaisang's relationship is much more stable, with it being evident to anyone with eyes that they're each other's foundation, and Jin Guangyao would have a much harder time justifying the damage to a Huaisang that killing Mingjue would do.

Especially since, if I haven't fucked up my own timeline, he would be all of fourteen when his big brother died and he got thrown into an inheritance crisis. Yikes.

Of course, there's also another option.

Supposing instead that Jin Guangshan were to go the route that Nie Mingjue dreads the most, the very reason he'd held off on making Huaisang his heir to begin with: he is very young and very vulnerable and it would do a lot of damage to sect morale if anything were to happen to him.

Suppose Jin Guangshan decides the best way to remove Nie Mingjue from being a pest politically is to get rid of Huaisang.

Now, I've had a story where Jin Guangyao goes through with it; most of you have seen that.

But again, it's much harder to justify killing a 14yo than it is to kill a 20-23yo, especially one that clearly loves you.

Angsty soul-searching ahoy!

So I think either way, he'd try to stall for time. Maybe he can't tell them directly what's going on without feeling unfilial to his father, but he can drop hints and let his father braid enough rope to hang himself.

Whether or not it would work is still up in the air.

#mdzs #larger age gap nies #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #jin guangyao #jin guangshan #ideas #worldbuilding #yes i skipped over whether or not the falling out between nie mingjue and meng yao would still happen #i haven't decided yet

[panjakes]

Goya

Parings:JinxBlackreader

Summary:jin gets Yn to cook dinner

@jvmisvu this one’s for you babes😉❤️

I didn’t proofread so don’t cook me please😭

Jin sighed as he closed the fridge door. Shaking his head he walks to the bathroom where his girlfriend of three years was doing her hair

“Yn, why is your fridge always empty when I come over?” Jin asks

“Maybe because you only come over when my fridge is empty” Yn says shrugging

“Come on let’s go to the grocery store” jin says making Yn shake her head

“No, I was planning on getting take out. I’ll go grocery shopping tomorrow” Yn says fluffing her curls

“Getting take out because you can’t cook?” Jin says smirking

“Boy don’t play, I can throw down in the kitchen” Yn says chuckling

“Prove it” jin says

“Prove it?” Yn asks

“Yeah. Prove it. Cook something” jin says

“Alright then! Let’s hit the grocery store then” Yn says leaving the bathroom. Jin chuckles before following behind Yn.

At the grocery store Yn just threw things in the cart while jin pushed the heavy buggy

“I say I’ll buy the groceries you decide to go crazy” jin says

“You said it yourself. My fridge is empty” Yn says shrugging

“Whatever, what are you cooking?” Jin asks

“You’ll see” Yn says throwing an unfamiliar orange box in the cart

“What’s that?” Jin asks picking it up

“That, is called seasoning” Yn says

“But it says Goya” jin says making the girl laugh

“Which is seasoning baby” Yn says making the male shrug

“Okay let’s go I’m hungry”

Once getting back to Yn’s house, she sets everything she needs on the countertop.

Jin walks into the kitchen with a smirk.

“What you smirking for?” Yn asks as she washes her hands

“Let’s make this a little more interesting shall we?” He asks holding up something. Yn turns her head seeing him holding up a yellow one piece

Yn turns around smirkin

“Are you sure you can handle that?” Yn asks drying her hands

The couple loved teasing each other. It was just fun too them. Yn smirks taking she piece of clothing from the man going to change.

While she changed, jin took it upon himself to look at the food Yn took out on the counter.

Salmon, asparagus, shrimp, and potatoes. He also took notes to the different seasonings on the counter.

Soon after he could hear the sound of heels hitting the floor. He looks back, jaw dropping to the floor. Of course Yn had to take it a step further and put on a pair of heels to match the set.

He also took notice too her freshly glossed lips and freshly done edges. He frowns walking over to the girl wrapping his arms around her

“Not fair. You know what heels do too me” jin mumbles with a smirk

“Oh did I? I’m sorry honey, well I should get started on dinner” she says winking at the tall man. She walks over to the kitchen making sure to add a little switch in her hips

Jin sits at the island licking his lips allowing his eyes to scan over the dark skin women in front of him. Taking another notice at the light but faint smell of baby oil filling the room.

Look over at her oily limbs.

“What’s with the baby oil?” He asks looking her up and down

“I was ashy” she says looking up from the asparagus she was cutting

“Ashy my ass” he says making her laugh

He watches as she walks over to the stove, dropping the asparagus into the pan. He gets up from his seat walking to stand behind her.

He leans down to whisper in her ear saying…

“How about we skip dinner and get straight into desert. I have something sweet in mind” he says leaning down to kiss the shell of her ear

Yn giggles slowly pushing Jin out the way

“No, you need to pay attention and take notes…you’ll need it” Yn says winking

“Oh I’ll need it?” Jin asks raising a brow

“Yeah so get sit down” Yn says walking over to the salmon. He watches as she shakes the orange pack and sprinkle it onto the fish.

“Okay what’s the orange seasoning for?” Jin asks

“To give it flavor” she says

“It’s called what again? Jin asks watching as Yn put more seasoning on the fish

“Goya, try using it sometimes” Yn says winking

“I will, keeping winking at me I’ll use it on you” Jin says making Yn laugh

“I don’t if I need seasoning baby I think I’m pretty well flavored” Yn says running a hand down her curves. Jin’s eyes follow her hands shaking his head

This women made it harder and harder to contain himself. She was like his cryptonite. She made him weak.

As Yn turns to cook the shrimp the couple talked about their day and plans they have for the week.

“Yeah of jungkook keeps teasing jimin about his hight im sure he’ll bite his ankles” Jin says making the both of them laugh

“Y’all leave jimin alone! So what if he’s short!! He’s still cute” Yn says buttering the potatoes

“Yeahh he may be cute but he’s no world wild handsome” Jin says putting his thumb and pointer finger up to his chin finishing with a wink

“ I doubt jimin worried about you Mr.world wide handsome” Yn says chuckling

“He should be I mean…who isn’t worried about me?” Jin jokes making the women shake her head

“Less talking more note taking” Yn says bending over to put the potatoes in the oven

“Oh I’m note taking alright” Jin says smirking

“Oh you are? What did I do to those potatoes?” Yn asks closing the oven door

“You Uh put salt on them” he says

“And?” Yn asked with a raised brow

“And…butter”

“Mhm what did I set the oven too?”

“Uhhh…200?”

“Wrong! Your paying attention to the wrong things baby” Yn says reaching over the island to rub his arm

“Your standing here dressed in practically nothing.”

“Is that an issue baby? I mean it was your idea for me to dress like this wasn’t it not” Yn asks leaning over the counter, cleavage on full display

“S-so! I didn’t say it was a bad thing” Jin says

“Mhm. Sounds like your complaining too me” Yn says going to pull the potatoes out the oven

“Trust me…im not” Jin says smirking

After splitting the potatoes, dressing them in salt, pepper, garlic powder, butter, and sour cream, Yn starts making plates.

Jins mouth was already watering at the aroma in the kitchen. He was ready to eat! Yn sat his plate in front of him. He looks down letting the steam of the food hit his face

“Wipe your mouth baby, your salivating” Yn says smirking

“Am not” Jin says mumbling

Yn giggles pouring home-made ice tea into a cup, placing it in front of Jin and placing a fork in his hand

“Eat up while I’ll make your second plate” Yn says smirking

“It might be good but I don’t think I’ll be going back for seconds” Jin jokes with a smirk

“You’ll be eating your words, literally. Eat up baby” Yn says placing a kiss on the man’s cheek. She walks over to the sink and starts doing the dishes

The first thing jin took a bite of was the salmon. His eyes went wide at the taste. It was salty and it wasn’t bland. It was just right. He had all different flavors swimming in his mouth.

He had never had salmon like this.

He looks up at Yn to make sure she didn’t see his shocked face. He takes another bite of the salmon moaning at the taste.

Next her moved onto the asparagus that was sprinkled with cheese.( my mom makes asparagus with cheese and surprisingly it’s good😭)

He takes two pieces into his mouth moaning at the taste

“Did you say something baby?” Yn asks

“Uh no! Just eating” Jin says

“Okay slow down don’t want to choke” Yn says smirking

Jin side eyes Yn before moving onto the buttery baked potato. The potato was so good jin even ate the skin. Even the outside was buttered and seasoned.

Just when Yn was done with washing the dishes, she turns around jaw dropping at the plate. It was empty. Clean. Not a crumb left.

Yn smirks crossing her arms.

“So, was it good?” Yn asks

“Eh 4 out of 10 it was okay” Jin says shrugging

“Mmm…okay? Your plate says other wise” Yn says smirking

She leans forward looking him in the eye. Jin looks at her then down at her breast.

“Are you trying to tease me?” Jin asks

“No! Not at all. I just want to know what you thought of the meal.” Yn says

Jin looks at her face before sighing

“It was delicious. 10 out of 10. Give me the second plate” Jin says making Yn smirk

“I knew it” Yn says bringing him a second plate of food

“And where’d you get this iced tea from?” Jin asks sipping from the cup

“Made it myself” Yn says

“Mm! Really!?” He asks making the girl nod

“Well everything was good baby. Over the top. You sure you weren’t a chef in your past life” Jin asks making the girl laugh

“I don’t know” she says shrugging

“Mhm I think you were, I had fun tonight, even if you did tease me all night” Jin says smirking

“Oh I’m not done yet, finish your plate and meet me in the shower yeah?” Yn says walking away with a smirk

Jin picks up the fork scoffing down the food

“I’ll be there!” He says making Yn giggle

#ambw #ambw fic #black girls are beautiful #black reader #black reader insert #kpop #kpop poc #x black reader #x black!reader #kpop imagines #bts x black reader #bts x curvy reader #bts ambw #black y/n #black!reader #black kpop stans

[spaceyflowerswriting]

Good morning, afternoon or night for you! I'm obsessed with your works, I've been bringing all of them and I love your style so much that I have to ask you again for another vin jin fic where you go clothes shopping together, gender neutral if you can? Thank you! Make sure you're taking care of yourself while doing these!!

pricey (vin jin x reader)

details: fluffy oneshot, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and vin jin are dating

summary: you and vin jin go clothes shopping and you end up getting him a surprise.

a/n: good afternoon!! im glad u like my writing style so much ;_; 💖💖 here's ur request, thanks for asking !! + make sure ur taking care, too ^_^ also dont worry, i always write gender neutral <33

×

"We should go clothes shopping!"

His exclamation made you raise a brow, but you smiled still. "I got my paycheck today and that's the first thing you think of to say?"

"Um... money's made to be spent??" replied Vin Jin in his "Are you dumb or something?" voice.

You laughed with a little shake of your head. "Ah, of course. You're completely right, Vin."

"Is that sarcasm I'm hearing?"

"Not at all, darling." You slipped a hand into his, intertwining your fingers. It made his frown momentarily become neutral and then formed into a grin as you said, "We actually haven't treated ourselves in a while, so let's do your idea. Where do you want to go?"

Happily swinging your hands together, he began to lead the way. "I'll tell you on the way there!"

Considering you two were already in a mall for a lunch date (although the original intention was to get your boyfriend a new phone case from a specific store he insisted on going to), it didn't take long to run into a clothing store. Along the way, Vin Jin spoke with excitement about clothing brands he's had his eye on lately.

You listened attentively and followed him around as he ran from place to place within the store. A warm smile rested on your face while he rambled.

Eventually, he stopped to ask, "Hey, aren't you going to pick anything?"

"Hm?" You blinked at him.

"I said we should go clothes shopping, not I. You should get some stuff, too!" Vin Jin glanced behind himself at the clothes rack. "If this isn't your style, we can head to a place that fits you better, you know."

You laughed a little and waved him off. "I know, I'm just letting you do your thing first." You added slyly, "It's cute seeing you act all excited like that." Some more laughter came out of you as you watched Vin Jin tense up and turn red.

He flailed a hand before closing it into a fist and bringing it up to his mouth. After loudly clearing his throat, he said, "I hate when you call me cute, it makes me feel weird."

"Well, better just get used to it, then." You flashed a smile, giving him an innocent shrug.

Vin Jin huffed and turned away. "Just stick to calling me handsome or good looking."

"Why not both? I think my handsome man deserves to be called cute once in a while."

"...You're weird," he grumbled, in his specific quiet voice that only you could tell meant he was being shy. "Can't believe I'm dating you."

"Oh, so I'm the weird one now?"

"Agh, alright, I get it!"

You hummed in triumph of your easy win and continued to stand around as Vin Jin silently went back to looking through clothes. He was sizzling in embarrassment.

Sometimes he just made it too easy to tease him.

~

Much of the time was spent window shopping. You two were high school students after all, there was only so much in your combined wallets. Either way, there was still a good amount of things bought. Also, you swore Vin Jin bought himself and you a matching set of nearly everything. Not that it bothered you, of course. Matching things were a part of his brand.

Anyway, the hours passed and the shopping excitement was coming to a stop. You and Vin Jin decided to wander around one last shop that caught the attention of both of you. You managed to pick up a few things but Vin Jin couldn't. At least until he came across a certain cap.

"Oh my god..." He dramatically and slowly picked it up. Admiring it from every angle as he turned it in his hands, he stated, "I've wanted this for years... it was a limited edition thing that I missed last second. I didn't know they were in stores again!"

"What are you waiting for then? Let's buy it."

"Yeah, but--" Vin Jin cut himself off, only to cringe when he saw you eye the price with a dropped jaw. The aftermath of silence made him nod solemnly.

"Yikes." You turned back to look at him. His deflated shoulders and upset tone just made you feel even more bad.

He put the cap back down. "Forget it. I'm just glad I got to see this baby again. Last time I only saw it from behind a display window." He let out the deepest sigh and patted the cap. "If I had known you were in stores again, I would've saved up for you..." He slowly spun around and began to miserably walk off, mumbling, "May we meet again soon..."

There was a lot of things you've seen your boyfriend get upset over but the scene you just witnessed was particularly upsetting. Your heartstrings were being tugged at and before you knew it, your hand reached for the cap. When you did realize what you were doing, you found yourself unable to put it back.

"This is going to burn a hole in my pocket," you thought with gritted teeth as you tried to hide the cap amongst the things you bought.

"Vin, wait for me!" He didn't walk far, but you called that out anyway and ran up to him.

He paused to see you catch up with him. "Are you done here?"

"Yeah," you replied, putting on a smile. "I'll go purchase my stuff and we can head home." You blanked out for a moment, thinking about the cap, and then, "Um, you can wait outside the store. I'll be there in a sec."

"Okay." Thankfully he didn't question you and just gave you a smile back before walking off again.

Meanwhile you rushed to the cashier of the store in worry you would back out of buying what Vin Jin wanted. Once the cap was officially purchased, you let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding.

Perhaps you would regret this, perhaps not. But you knew you would not regret seeing the smile on Vin Jin's face as soon as you gave him the surprise. The feeling only grew over time and you waited for the perfect time to show him the cap.

Said time ended up being when you both arrived home and sorted out through the things bought. You tried to be casual while pulling things out of your bag but when you got to the cap, you started to get giddy.

"Looks like that's all." Vin Jin hung up a new hoodie he bought. He turned back to you for some kind of confirmation and raised a brow when he saw your grin.

"There's one more thing actually." You strolled over to his side of the room, holding the cap behind your back. "Close your eyes for a bit, and I'll give it to you."

"Uh... okay."

"I mean it, Vin Jin. Don't cheat just because I can't see your eyes through your sunglasses."

Your partner pouted like he had been caught cheating on a test. "Ugh, fine. I promise my eyes are closed."

"Good!" You hurriedly moved your arms as needed and reached up to place the cap on Vin Jin's head. "Ta-da!"

"Hey, is this..." He moved a hand up and felt around the cap before taking it off to look at it. A few seconds later, his lips turned into a grin as big as yours and you were squeezed into a hug before you could even explain yourself. "THANK YOU!!"

"Vin!" you wheezed, causing him to loosen up with an apology. You could only laugh as you reassured him and hugged him back. "You're welcome, by the way."

He gave you one nod of acknowledgement and let you go. Then he started to say random bits of words, continuously cutting himself off in excitement. He could barely stay still and his grin was way too contagious. It just made you feel as excited as him despite your poor wallet sobbing in the distance.

"I'm glad you like my surprise."

"Are you kidding?! I fucking love it!! Holy shit, I--I could give you a thousand kisses right about now! I'll kiss you so hard you feel it in your next life!"

Vin Jin pulled you back in to smother you in kisses and you laughed lightheartedly. "Okay, okay, I got the message!" You tried to playfully push him away and he only backed off after he planted a few more kisses on your face.

"For real though, you don't understand how happy I am!" He put the cap back on. "Can I do something to make up for this? I need to, like, go on a really cool date with you or something!"

"We just went on a really cool date," you hummed in reply, "And your happiness is mine. Don't worry about paying back, all I ask is that you wear the hell out of that cap."

"Don't even need to ask! But at least let me write you a song?"

"Go ahead--!"

Still unable to contain himself, Vin Jin grabbed you in for another hug, but at least you could breathe properly this time. After a bunch of shared laughs, a few more thank you's and you're welcome's, your boyfriend finally managed to calm down.

"Can I ask you something?" He looked down at you and you returned the look.

"Yes?"

"You did buy this, right? You didn't steal it?"

"Vin..."

And there went another shared laugh.

~

"BAHAHAHA YOU REALLY BOUGHT VIN A $350 CAP?!??"

"MARY. HE REALLY WANTED IT. HE'S WANTED IT FOR YEARS. HOW COULD I NOT?!"

"I always make fun of him for simping for you, but now I gotta bully you, too. You guys are making this so hard for me."

"You know what? As Vin says, screw you."

You put your phone down and covered your face with your hands as soon as you saw Mary's reply of a grinning emoji paired with a heart.

#lookism x reader #vin jin x reader #vin jin #requests #this is literally some tooth rotting fluff i almost died writing this /p #also i ended up not rlly focusing on the clothes shopping aspect but i hope this still works T_T

[softbobamilktae]

Sweet Talker

Pairing: Jin x OC

Genre: fluff, angst

Word count: 9.8k

Warnings: drinking, lots of shirtless dudes, brief mention of skinny dipping? (does that need a warning?)

Lyrics: Sometimes all I think about is you…late nights in the middle of June. - Heat Waves by Glass Animals

Summary: Isabelle is stuck working on a beach this summer, which wouldn’t be so bad, but everything about it reminds her of her first love.  To make matters worse…it seems he decided to take a trip to said beach this summer.

A/N: special thanks to @jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger for the banner ^^

I opened the minifridge in the back of the snack bar.  The beach was hotter today than it usually was, and everyone was running to the snack bar in search of cold drinks.  I just wanted to be on the beach.  Working on the beach was a pretty good alternate if I couldn’t be swimming, though.  I could’ve been stuck stocking shelves at a grocery store today instead, which was definitely not something I wanted to be doing.

Once I’d rang up the customer, I leaned against the counter.  As much as I loved the beach, I really didn’t want to be here.  I’d seen it every year, time and time again, but it always reminded me of the boy I’d met the year I was fourteen.  And to be frank, I hated remembering him.

My family lived less than a mile from the beach, so we’d spent nearly every day of the summer at the beach when I was younger.  I hadn’t minded much.  I’d loved the beach back then.  This particular summer, a certain teenage boy and his family had come to spend a whole month at the beach.  Being fourteen, I had been more outgoing than I was now, so I’d taken my chances and spoken to the boy, and of course, we’d spent the rest of the month together.

That had been six years ago, but I foolishly still wished to see him again.  Because of it, I tended to avoid the beach now.  As much as I loved it, I felt strange knowing I still liked a guy I’d known for a month many, many years ago.  I was an adult now.  I should’ve been able to get over a silly crush I had as a kid long ago.

I sighed and tugged off my apron after noticing what time it was.  My break had started.  I pulled the little palm tree pin out of my bun and set it down on top of my apron.  In my opinion, they tried a little too hard to sell the beach aesthetic to travelers.  The whole place was littered with pictures of palm trees and coconuts, and we didn’t even grow coconuts here!

Once I was outside the snack bar, I pulled my phone out to find about sixty texts from my best friend, Ellie.

“Isa.  How’s the snack bar?  I can’t believe you’re enjoying the beach without me!  Save me a pineapple slushie.  Mateo is working today.  And he is (hot).  Why did you never tell me?  Did you know that the music store has whole pianos?  Like, big, big ones!  Isa answer your texts pleaseeeee.”

Ellie was spending her summer working at the music shop, so I wasn’t quite sure how she hadn’t known they sold pianos until now.  I laughed as I scrolled through the flurry of emojis Ellie had sent before I finally responded.

“You already knew Mateo was hot.  You’ve been pining over him since we were in high school.”

“Oh, look, Isabelle is alive!”

I rolled my eyes.

“Yes, I have a ten-minute break.  We’ve had lots of customers today because of how hot it is.”

“You better get a tan for me since I can’t spend my summer on the beach.”

“I’m not in the sun much.”

“I don’t care.  Get a tan.”

I laughed, looking up from my phone for a moment to glance around at the beach.  I watched as people played on the shore and swam in the ocean.  There was a game of volleyball going on, and there were a few people surfing.  I paused as I came across one particular young man standing on the beach.  He looked oddly familiar.  He turned around then, and my eyes widened.  Jin.  I glanced back down at my phone for just long enough to type out a text to Ellie.

“I’ve gotta go.  Text you after work.”

I didn’t bother waiting for Ellie’s response before I bolted back into the snack bar.  What on earth was Jin doing here?  He hadn’t been here for six years, so why was he here the one year I was working on the beach?

It would be ok.  I could survive the next four hours and just hope he wouldn’t wander over here, and then I could go home.  Surely he wouldn’t be here the next day, right?  His grandparents lived here, so maybe they wanted to do something with him other than hang out on the beach?

Sadly, the world was against me, and Jin was at the beach the next morning.  Not only that, but he also decided to come over the snack bar.  As he approached, I realized that there was really no way he wouldn’t recognize me.  I looked almost exactly the same as I had six years ago, just a bit more mature.  And it wasn’t like I could escape and leave the work to someone else, either.  No one else was working with me today.

I was mentally planning about five different ways to bury myself in the ground when Jin walked up to the stand.

“Hi, Isabelle!  It’s been a while!”

Well, dang it.  I wasn’t getting out of this now.

“Hi!” I said a bit too enthusiastically. “Jin, right?”

“Uh…yeah.  We hung out together that one summer?  Remember?”

“Oh,” I laughed nervously. “Yes, of course.  I remember.”

He smiled. “Well, it’s nice to see you.  It’s been a long while.  You look…gorgeous.”

I glanced down at my work clothes and considered the bun I’d sloppily put in my hair that morning. “Sure, buddy.” Out of all the things I could’ve said in response, why had I said that?

He cleared his throat, and I had to keep herself from looking down at his bare chest.  The last time we’d seen each other, he’d preferred to wear swim shirts.  He clearly wasn’t fifteen anymore.

“Is there anything you’d like to order?” I asked.

“Do you guys have beer?”

Beer?  Who did he think he was, an adult?  Oh, wait, he was twenty-one.  He was an adult….

“Yeah, we have three different kinds,” I informed him, taking one of each out of the minifridge and placing them all in front of him.

“Do you have an opinion on them?”

“Um.  Jin, I can’t drink yet.”

He snapped his fingers. “Right.  You’re a year younger than I am.” He picked up the one on the right. “I’ll just take this one, then.  How much do I owe you?”

“Three bucks.”

“For the little thing?  Wow!” he placed three dollars on the counter and popped the can open.

“Yeah, we have to stay in business somehow,” I told him as I put the money in the cash register.

“That’s true,” he nodded. “Well, see you around!”

I nodded, secretly hoping that I could save myself the embarrassment and never, ever have to see him again.

Ellie was beyond enthused when I told her what had happened that evening.

“This is the Jin?  Like Jin who wore his swim trunks inside out at the beach Jin?”

I thought about this for a few seconds.  I didn’t recall such a thing happening. “Do we know more than one Jin?”

“You don’t remember that?  It was on your birthday!”

“Was it?”

“Yeah.  Your mom made him walk all the way back to his grandparents’ house to change.”

“I suppose I may remember this vaguely.” I took a deep breath. “What do I do?”

“You ask him on a date, silly!”

I looked at Ellie like she was crazy. “No.”

Ellie sighed. “Are you ever going to go on a date?  You’ve never been on a date with anyone.  And Jin’s not even from here, so if the date goes badly, he’s leaving in a month!  You’ll never have to see him again!”

Part of me wondered just what would happen if the date went well, though.  He would be leaving then too, and I’d be left adrift after spending a summer with a guy I’d fallen in love with.  Again.

“Yeah, and if the date goes bad, the two of us will still be spending every day on the same beach together.  I can’t risk it.”

“Why not?”

Ellie clearly wasn’t understanding, so I pulled out the only card I knew to play in this situation.

“Are you going to ask Mateo out?”

Ellie considered this for a few moments.  Then she shrugged. “Maybe.”

“See?  You’re not sure either!  So how about we both just not ask them out at move on with life?  We don’t need men to fulfill our lives.”

Ellie took this as an invitation to ask Mateo out and use her success as an excuse for me to ask Jin out, though, so that card didn’t work the way I’d expected it to.  No matter what she said, I wouldn’t cave.  I wouldn’t go on a date with Jin.  I wouldn’t.  I just needed to get over this dumb crush before the summer was over so that I could go back to my normal life once university started up again in the fall.  I could live the rest of my life without Jin.  There were plenty of nice guys at the university anyways.  I was sure I could date one of them and be far happier than I’d be in a long-distance relationship.

Every day at the snack bar was excruciatingly long as I tried my best to avoid Jin.  I just knew I’d say something stupid to him if I was given the chance, so I wasn’t going to give myself that chance.

Part of me really wanted him to return and talk to me again, though.  I felt like that silly fourteen-year-old all over again who swooned at just about anything he said.  I didn’t like that feeling.  It made me feel out of control, and I preferred to have control over everything in my life.  Every time my heart jumped in my chest when I saw him, I reminded myself that this would all be over in four weeks.  He wasn’t staying, and I wasn’t going to let him take my heart with him.  Not if I had anything to say about it.

The bad thing was that it seemed the beach was not the only place I had to avoid him.  He was everywhere I went.  He shopped at the same supermarket as me, he was eating at my favorite restaurant, and he was even using the same gym as me.  Who went to the gym in this town, anyways?  You could walk everywhere in town, and the beach gave you more of a workout than the gym ever could.  Walking through sand was definitely more of a workout than walking the track.  Saying this makes me sound like a hypocrite for having a gym membership, though, so I’ll explain myself: the gym was supposed to be my safe haven from Jin.  I also still hated the beach even in the off season, so it was more reasonable to go there than to the beach.  No one needs a winter tan, right?

I wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but I had stopped for more than a few seconds to watch him lift weights one morning at the gym.  It didn’t mean anything, though.  He just had nice biceps.  Other than that, I was avoiding him.  At least, that was what I told myself.  I wasn’t exactly doing everything I could to avoid him.  I definitely didn’t stop in the chips aisle at the store to stare at him.  And I didn’t sit three booths down from him at the burger place and watched him eat.  I also hadn’t bought a pair of binoculars to watch him at the beach.

Ok, so admittedly, Jin was making me do crazy things.  I blamed it on the fourteen-year-old inside of me who was floored at the thought of possibly dating her crush.  He wasn’t my crush, though.  Definitely not.

“I made a really good call on that beer last week.  It was actually pretty good.”

“Oh, really?” I asked, leaning against the counter like I hadn’t been watching him playing volleyball with a few other guys just three minutes earlier. “Would you like to buy another one?”

“Actually, can I buy four?  One of my friends kept stealing the last one I bought, so I’m just going to get one for each of us.”

I laughed. “Of course.  I’ll get you four of them.  That’s twelve dollars.”

He pulled out a few bills and handed them to me before picking the drinks up off the counter. “Thanks!  I’ll be back for something else later,” he said with a wink.

I wanted to punch my heart for beating faster at that small motion.  He was just a guy.  A really hot guy, but just a guy.  There wasn’t really anything that made him stand out from all the other guys on the beach this summer.  He was just a guy I’d known for a month in high school and never seen again.

Ok, so I was doing a really bad job at convincing myself I didn’t have a crush on him anymore.  Maybe I needed to get away.  We were about a half an hour drive from the mainland, and I could totally take a day or two off work for some time to myself.

So, that’s exactly what I did.  I took Friday off that week so that I could have three whole days on the mainland.  A vacation was just what I needed.  Jin would be off my mind, and I wouldn’t be sweating through my clothes for hours on end.  Come to think of it, I should’ve gotten a different summer job.  Staring at shirtless guys for hours on end was someone’s cup of tea, but that someone was not me.

Ellie wanted to join me on my little trip, but I was convinced I needed some time to myself, so I left her with her new boyfriend.  That was ok.  The two of them could spend a lot of time together while I wasn’t there.  They didn’t get to spend a lot of time together outside the music store because Ellie spent all her free time with me.

I packed a little bag.  I wouldn’t need much for two nights, right?  Generally, I had a tendency to overpack, but I wasn’t giving in this time.  I was packing light, and I was leaving my dog with my parents.  I could spend two nights without him.

The drive to the mainland was far more insane than I’d expected it to be.  There were so, so many cars on the road.  How had I not realized this many people visited our tiny island during the summer?  Sure, I saw many unfamiliar faces every day, but it had never occurred to me that there were this many unfamiliar faces.

By the time I arrived on the mainland, it was nearly noon.  I hadn’t gotten out of the house until ten, and the traffic had been horrendous.  I was ready for some lunch.

I found a little surf n’ turf shop near my hotel, and just about everything on the menu looked tasty.  I was pretty wiped out from all the driving.  I always was.  It wasn’t often I drove more than a mile, so being in a car for two hours had been really exhausting.

It was only when I sat down to eat that I spotted Jin sitting at one of the tables.  I recognized two of the guys sitting with him as guys who lived in town, and there was one guy I didn’t recognize.  I blinked slowly as I plopped down into my seat.  I’d come here to escape Jin, and he was sitting three tables down from me!  I wanted to scream.  Then, my worst nightmare happened.  One of the guys patted Jin on the shoulder and pointed my way.  Jin turned around and smiled as he waved at me.

“Isabelle!  Come sit with us!”

I would’ve said no, but I was too socially awkward to stand up for myself, so I crossed the room and sat between Jin and one of the other guys.

“You’re the snack stand girl, right?” the guy sitting to my right asked.

I smiled at him. “Yeah, I work at the snack bar.”

He grinned. “How have I never had that beer before?  I swear I’ve shopped at your snack stand.”

I shrugged.  I briefly remembered this guy’s name as Yoongi or something, but I couldn’t be sure it was the same person.  There were quite a few young men living on the island, and I certainly didn’t know all of them.

“Hey, you got the crab?” Jin asked. “Awesome.  Is it good?”

I didn’t want to admit to him that I hadn’t even tried it yet, so I shoved a hushpuppy in my mouth as I broke one of the crab legs.

“What are you doing up here, Isabelle?” Yoongi asked. “Your name is Isabelle, right?  I’m remembering that correctly?”

I nodded. “I’m on a vacation,” I mumbled around a bite of food.

“Are you gonna be back in town by Sunday night?  One of my friends is throwing a party on the beach that night.  You should come.”

“Ohh.  Sounds fun.”

“Yoongi’s right.  You should come with us,” Jin nodded.

“Oh?” I asked with a mumble.

Now all four guys were staring at me expectantly, and I didn’t have the courage to say no.

“I suppose I could come.”

“Great!” Jin grinned. “Do you still live where you used to?  I could pick you up.”

“Oh, you don’t have to-”

“Yeah, she still lives there,” Yoongi assured him, nodding.

How on earth did he know where I lived?  Sure, the town was small, but I didn’t know where he lived.  Then again, I hadn’t even really seen him until today, and if Jin was talking about me, he probably knew who I was.  I didn’t ask questions and instead elected to just eat my crab.

“Isabelle, have you ever been to pier?” Jin asked a few minutes later.

I looked up at him. “We have a pier?”

So, I found myself on the pier with four guys I barely knew.  Maybe that wasn’t the smartest idea, but I didn’t care.  They all had to be ok guys if they knew Jin.  At least, if Jin was still the same guy I’d known six years ago.  Ok, so maybe this was still a bad idea.  It was ok, though.  Jin and Yoongi both seemed to really enjoy fishing, and their friends were fine with watching while getting their occasional turns.

“Have you ever tried fishing?” Jin asked as he threw his line out again.

“Me?  Nope.”

“You should try it.” He reeled the line back in and handed me the pole.

I stared at it for a few moments. “Um…so, what do I do?”

“Here,” he stepped behind me and reached for the pole. “May I?”

Truthfully, if it had been anyone else, I would’ve said no, but this was Jin, and the fourteen-year-old inside me was absolutely ecstatic at the thought of Jin pressing his chest to my back to help me fish.  My heart was jumping in my chest too, and I momentarily wondered if he’d be able to feel it.

“Yeah.  Please.”

He wrapped his hands around mine and guided me through casting the line.  I had to admit that I wasn’t sure I could do this by myself if he let me.

“See?  You’ve got it.”

I shook my head. “I really don’t.”

He laughed. “Ok.  I’ll stay here.”

I felt a tug on the pole a few moments later, and I grinned. “Oh my gosh!  Did we catch something?”

I was holding a little tiny fish a few moments later.

“Look at it!  It’s so adorable!”

Jin smiled. “Yeah, it is.”

I looked around. “Hey…where did the boys go?”

“We’d had enough of watching you two being all lovey-dovey,” Yoongi informed us when we found the three of them way down at the other end of pier a few minutes later.

I laughed awkwardly as I realized what he was implying. “Well, I had some other things I planned to do today, so….  I’m going to head out now.  It was awesome fishing with you guys, although I have to admit I was so awful at it I’m not sure I’ll do it again.  Um…yeah.  See you guys Sunday!”

Then I ran off before I had another chance to embarrass myself.

The rest of the weekend was spent doing whatever I could find on the mainland.  I had to admit, there really wasn’t much to do here.  Our little island had more interesting things to do than this place did.  And it had my favorite snow cone shop, which was arguably the most important thing to have in your day-to-day life.  Especially when you lived on an island off South Carolina.  Nothing was more important than snow cones and surfing.  Or shark fishing, if you were Ellie’s dad.

I headed back home as soon as I checked out of my hotel on Sunday.  I’d planned on staying longer, but I couldn’t really think of anything else to do.

As soon as I got back into town, I headed straight for the music store.  Ellie was working today, and I figured she could use some company.  Except that she clearly didn’t, considering she and Mateo were making out behind the counter when I walked in.

“Whoa, lovebirds, not during office hours,” I complained, announcing my presence.

Ellie shoved her boyfriend away and spun around. “Ohhh heyyyyy.  What are you doing here?  I thought you were in Bluffton until this evening?”

“Uh, yeah, I was supposed to be.  That place was awfully boring, I have to admit.  There was nearly nothing to do besides go to Walmart!”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“When you have nothing to do but shop at Walmart for two days, it’s pretty bad.  And, you won’t believe this, Jin was there with three of his friends.”

“He was at Walmart?”

“No, Ellie!  I-” I shook my head. “He was in Bluffton on Friday.”

Ellie grinned. “Awesome.  Did you say hi to him?”

“Yeah.  I ate dinner with them and then we went to a fishing pier and fished for a while.”

“Ooo.  Did you guys do anything?”

“…we fished.” I squinted.  I could see where she was going with this. “Ok, actually, I’m going to go home.  I have a party to get ready for anyways.”

I could faintly hear Ellie asking what party, but it didn’t matter, because I was already out the door.

When I got home, I practically overturned my closet looking for an outfit.  I had no idea what to wear.  What was the dress code for beach parties?  I’d lived on an island my entire life, but I’d never gone to a beach party.  That sounded absolutely ridiculous, but it was the truth.  Unless you counted the birthday party my aunt threw for my cousin when he turned six.  That didn’t seem like the same thing, though.

I finally settled on a tank top and some skimpy shorts over my bathing suit.  Considering this was by the beach, we were definitely going to be swimming.  And if not, I could always just look hot in a bathing suit.  My body wasn’t exactly what the locals called a beach body, but who cares?

Jin picked me up at five-thirty on the dot.  I liked that a little too much.  Punctuality tickled some part of my brain that was most likely feeding my want for perfection at all times.  As I slid into the sports car, something occurred to me.

“Is this your car?”

“Yeah.  I live upstate now, so I drove down here.  Taking a plane would’ve taken just as much time out of my day.”

I laughed. “South Carolina is a long way from Arizona.”

“That it is,” he nodded. “My parents got tired of the weather being in the hundreds so often, and my dad got a new job a few years ago.”

“I see,” I nodded. “My parents still rent out beach houses for a living.  And my mom works at that jewelry shop.”

“Awesome.  You’ll have to take me down there and pick out some earrings for me.” He flicked his earlobe, and for the first time ever I noticed the earrings in his ears.

I gasped. “When did you get your ears pierced?”

“Tenth grade.  All the boys from drama club made a pact and we got our ears pierced together,” he laughed. “I haven’t had a clip-on fall off my ear since.”

“Wow, are you sure you’re the Jin I met six years ago?”

He shrugged. “I always imagined you working at the Piggly Wiggly instead of on the beach, so I’m not sure I know you either.”

I snapped my fingers. “Actually, I did apply there.  Working on the beach is nice, though.”

“Do you think we’ll get to see the stars tonight?”

“Oh yeah.  The beach is the best place to see stars as long as the vacationers aren’t using strobe lights on their decks.”

“Strobe lights?” he asked in shock.

I nodded. “You’d be surprised what goes on.  One time, I saw a drunk couple in their forties skinny dipping at one am.  I was horrified.  I haven’t been to the beach past ten since.”

Jin laughed. “Remind me to never get drunk by a body of water.”

I nodded. “If you do, I’m driving you straight home.”

It wasn’t long before we were parking near the beach, and the two of us walked the rest of the way to the party.  One of Yoongi’s friends had parents who owned a beach house, and he was hosting the party there tonight.  The bad thing was that his driveway had room for about three cars, so the rest of us had to park about a mile away.

“Yooooo, Tin Jin!  You made it!” a tall guy with blond hair exclaimed as he hugged Jin.

“I told you not to call me that,” Jin grimaced as the guy crushed him.

“I told you it was because of the bucket you had on your head last week.”

Jin shook his head. “Still don’t call me that.  Jin is fine, though.”

The guy nodded, seeming to get the memo this time. “Yoongi’s in the kitchen.”

There turned out to be a very large stash of snacks in the kitchen, so the three of us ate as Yoongi and Jin chatted.

“Hey, Isabelle, your birthday is soon, right?” Jin asked eventually.

I smiled. “Yeah, next week, actually.”

“You’re turning twenty-one, right?  We’ve gotta get you some alcohol.”

I laughed and shook my head. “That’s ok.  You don’t need to do that.”

“Come on,” Yoongi nudged my shoulder. “There’s got to be something you want to try.  Beer?  Wine?  Whiskey?”

“Actually, wine sounds good.” I shrugged. “Maybe champagne too.”

“Ah, the lady does have demands,” Jin teased. “Anything in particular?  Or should we just choose something random?”

“Hey, whatever you find is fine.  I don’t plan on getting too drunk, so just don’t go wild with your options.”

“All right.  Is there anything else you’d like to do?  The last time I was at your party was when you were fifteen, so I’m sure you’re not too interested in everything rainbow themed anymore.”

I glared at him. “We don’t talk about that.”

“So…the answer is yes, then?”

“You’re mean.”

“You were at her fifteenth?” Yoongi asked.

Jin nodded. “I was here in June.”

“You didn’t come to my fifteenth!”

“Yeah, cause it was in March,” Jin stated matter-of-factly. “I had school.”

“It was over spring break.”

“And I lived on the other side of the country.  It’s ok.  I was here for your twenty-first.”

Yoongi shook his head.  Then he looked at me. “Look, he was already more committed to you than he was to me at fifteen.”

I glanced between the two of them. “I beg to differ.  You two know each other far better than I know either of you.”

“You didn’t tell her about the great meltdown of 2018?”

Jin reached across the counter to shove Yoongi’s arm.

“What?  What are you talking about?” I asked.

Jin laughed. “It’s nothing.”

Yoongi blew out a long breath. “I wouldn’t say that visiting every house in that neighborhood was nothing.”

“Yoongi!”

Yoongi looked at me. “Did you really never find out?”

I was still confused.  Did he mean Jin had been looking for my house?  If so, why?  The two of us had made no point of keeping in contact after we were fifteen, but he’d come looking for me two years later?

“Yeah.  You guys were out of town that week.  Did the neighbors never tell you?”

I shook my head.  I’d never heard anything of this.

“Yoongi,” Jin said through gritted teeth. “Shut up.”

Yoongi leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms before smiling. “Ok.  I’ll shut up.”

I shoved about five more grapes into my mouth so that I didn’t say something stupid.  Had Jin spent the past six years missing me too?  Was I not totally insane for being in love with a guy I’d known for a month?  The thought of him reciprocating my feelings made me feel even more insane.  There was no way he did.  Yoongi had to be lying.  Except…Jin was rather mad at him for saying all of that.

“You said there’s a pool out back?” I asked after I’d swallowed all those grapes.

Yoongi nodded, so I abandoned the two of them and left my clothes on one of the beach chairs before jumping in the pool.  Most of the guests had decided the beach was better than the pool, apparently, because there was one other person in this pool.

After completely soaking myself in water, I sat in the hot tub for probably longer than was healthy.  When the hot tub didn’t feel hot anymore, I jumped back into the pool, which now felt ice cold.  I squeaked as the water soaked through my swimsuit.  I shouldn’t have come tonight.  I was headed back to Columbia in two months, so the two of us would be split up regardless of whether he was here or home with his parents.

Eventually I found myself soaking wet and laying on a pool chair as I stared up at the stars.  I had been right.  The stars looked great from here, especially where there weren’t streetlights blocking my view.  Why didn’t we take advantage of our beach houses more often?  Sure, we rented them out to people, but there were the occasional nights that no one was staying there.

It was only then that I realized how late it really was.  One check of my phone confirmed that it was already nine.  How long had I spent in the pool, exactly?

That night, I laid in my bed wide awake after successfully washing and combing all the chlorine from the pool out of my hair.  Jin had come looking for me years ago.  I’d never even tried.  His grandparents had lived down the block from me this whole time, and not once had I thought to go over there and ask for his contact information.  How stupid was I?

I rolled around in bed, considering everything that had happened in the past few days.  Jin had to like me.  Why else would Yoongi be making all these random comments otherwise?  I didn’t know how to feel about this.  On the one hand, I wanted to date Jin.  On the other hand…were long-distance relationships during university really the best idea?  I picked up my pillow and screamed into it.  Maybe I should never have gotten that job at the snack bar.

Work started again the next day, but it wasn’t for about a week that I discovered Jin hadn’t gotten tired of the beach yet.  This was the first time I’d really seen him swimming in the ocean.  I couldn’t really tell what he was doing from where I was standing, but he was definitely in the water.  He’d spent most of the time I’d watched him either making sandcastles or playing volleyball.

It was around noon when he finally wandered over towards me.

“Hey, have you ever seen the seashells here?”

I didn’t want to tell him that I’d gone searching for seashells many, many times since I was little.  I glanced up to find him holding a huge shell in his hand, and my eyes widened.

“Wow!  I’ve never pulled one that big!”

“Really?  It took me about three hours to find one this big.  One of the boys found some huge sand dollars.  You’ll have to come out later so I can show you.”

“Well, I get off at four.  Maybe I can run home and get my bathing suit then.”

“Cool!  We’re doing barbeque at Yoongi’s house tonight.  Wanna come?”

“Sure!  When is it?”

“We’re gonna head over there at five to get the grill started.  One of his friends bought a bunch of steak and shrimp and other stuff.”

“Ok, I’ll tell my parents that I won’t be joining them for dinner.”

I had to admit that it was a little weird to be spending so much time with a group of people I didn’t know, but it was worth it to spend time with Jin.  It seemed that he didn’t know many of the people at these gatherings either, so I was good company to him.  Although, did we really know each other any better than the other people there?

After I’d run home to get my bathing suit, Jin and I waded out to where the water was deeper to search for sand dollars.

“Have you ever done this?  Yoongi said you need to dig around with your toes…”

It was much easier to do that now that the water was reaching my shoulders.

“Oh!  I found one!”

I used my toes to pull it out of the sand, and then I grabbed it and pulled it out of the water.

“Well, would you look at that,” he laughed. “You’re good at this.  Ooo!  I think I got one!”

Once his was out of the water, the two of us compared them.

“Yours is bigger,” I laughed. “Probably because my toes are smaller.”

He took this as an invitation to pull his foot out of the water and wiggle his toes in my face. “These are bigger than yours?”

Before I could even shove him, he lost his balance and fell into the water.  He resurfaced a few seconds later, coughing out water.

“I lost the sand dollar!” he exclaimed. “We have to make sure they’re put down on the floor or they won’t survive!”

I quickly placed my sand dollar back in the sand using my foot, and then the two of us swam around for a few minutes looking for Jin’s sand dollar.

“How big was it?” I asked.

He made a circle with his hands to imitate the sand dollar’s size. “It was about this big!”

I held up a sand dollar. “Is this it?”

He swam over to me and examined the sand dollar in my hand.

“Probably.  Let’s put it back.  I think it’s about time to head to Yoongi’s place.”

Once we got back into the shallow water, I went off running.

“Try to catch me!”

“Hey!  That’s not fair!  You got a head start!”

“Your legs are longer than mine!”

Yoongi’s house wasn’t too far from where we’d been, so we walked.  It wasn’t the most comfortable thing to walk in sand-coated sandals, but I’d deal until we were on solid concrete.

“You know, I could get used to living on the beach like this,” Jin admitted.

“Do your parents live out west?”

He nodded. “Just about as west as you can get in this state.  My grandparents wanted them to move closer, but my dad’s job took them to Greenville.  I could always move down here if I wanted to.  It’s nice to be with my parents, though.”

“Should we go to the jewelry store this weekend?  You’ve gotta get some earrings before you leave, right?”

He laughed. “That’s right!  We should go around and see if we can find some good alcohol while we’re at it.  Your birthday is Monday, right?”

“Hey, you remembered!” I grinned. “I’m taking the day off.  My parents wanted to take me canoeing, and then we’re doing a dolphin boat tour in the afternoon.”

“That sounds cool!  Is there a time we can get together?”

“I’m sure we can do something for dinner.  The dolphin tour ends around seven.” I paused. “Do you want to come on the dolphin tour with us?  The guy taking us is one of my dad’s friends, so he’s just taking the three of us.  I think we could cram one more in.”

Jin laughed. “Sure, I’d love to come!  You think your parents remember me?”

“Well, Ellie sure remembers you.”

“Is she the one who wore nothing but braids the whole summer?”

“That’s her!”

“I’m just memorable,” he nodded with a wink.

Yoongi’s place was a lot smaller than I’d expected it to be.  Despite the fact that there were about four bedrooms in the house, there weren’t a bunch of open floors like the house we’d been at last weekend.  He had a modest little living room and a kitchen, and the back yard was pretty small and grassy.

“Jin, can you watch the grill for a few minutes?  I need to go check on the potatoes.” Yoongi asked – informed, more like – the moment he saw Jin.  He was already inside before Jin could respond.

“Hey, did you get to see the stars on Sunday?” I asked. “They were pretty bright from the pool.”

“I don’t think I did, no,” Jin shook his head. “I didn’t go outside much while we were there.”

“You’ll have to see them tonight.”

“Will I?”

���Of course!”

Surprisingly, Yoongi’s barbeque was a lot more peaceful than the party we’d had on Sunday.  Granted, there was much more food and far less talking, but there was no drama, and Yoongi wasn’t spilling Jin’s secrets today.

A few of the guys offered me beer, but I insisted that I was waiting until Monday.  If I didn’t have the experience of trying alcohol on my twenty-first birthday, was it even a special day?

The next morning, Jin and I headed over to see my mom.  Morning meaning more like afternoon, because I wasn’t even awake until eleven.

“Did your mom work here before?” Jin asked as we walked down the street. “I don’t recall.”

I shook my head. “She wanted something else to do besides taking care of our beach houses.”

I backed into the door and listened as the bell jingled over my head.

“Wow, this place is tiny!” Jin exclaimed.

“Isabelle!  Is this Jin?  My goodness, he’d gotten tall!”

I laughed. “Yeah, Mom, this is Jin.  He wanted to come find some earrings.”

“Oh, we have a lot of those,” Mom laughed as she walked around the counter. “Anything in particular you were looking for?”

“Not really.  I just wanted to look around.  Most of my earrings look the same,” Jin admitted.

“You should get some dangles!” I encouraged him.

He picked up a pair of huge earrings. “These?”

I cringed. “No.”

“Ok, you tell me what you’d pick for me, then.”

I walked a few laps around the shop as I looked.  What should I choose for him?  I didn’t know him all that well, but I knew he did look good in the earrings he was wearing now.  There was definitely a reason he always wore those.

I noticed Jin watching me out of the corner of my eye.  This made me a bit embarrassed, but it didn’t matter.  I had to be particular about what I chose.  These would be one of the few things he remembered me by when we parted ways, that was for sure.

Eventually, I found a pair of earrings I thought would fit him well.  I pulled them out and held them up.

“What do you think of these?”

“Chains?”

I nodded. “They’d look good on you, don’t you think?”

“I’m not sure,” he laughed. “I’ve never worn anything like that, not even in theater.”

“Great!  Something new for your collection, then!”

“I supposed so.” He took the earrings from me and held one of them up next to his ear. “What do you think?”

“It looks awesome!  We should definitely get those!”

He nodded. “All right, we’ll get these ones.  Should we head to the liquor store now?”

“In a few minutes.  I need to talk to my mom real quick and pay for these.  We should get some snow cones on our way out.  What do you think?”

“That’s a great idea!  I’ll wander around outside while I wait for you, ok?”

I nodded, and he left the shop.  I walked over to the counter and paid my mom for the earrings.

“Do you like him?” she asked.

“What?  Where would you get an idea like that?”

She gave me her all-knowing look, and I sighed.

“Ok, maybe I like him a little bit.” I was quick to change the subject. “There’s something I wanted to ask.  Jin wanted to spend my birthday with me, and I was wondering if it was ok if I bring him with me to the dolphin tour?”

She laughed. “Of course!  It’s your birthday.  As long as he’s not joining us for canoeing.  It’s too late to add him now.”

I shook my head. “I know that.  Besides, I do want to spend some time with just you and Dad on my birthday.”

“Of course.  Did he say you were going to the liquor store?”

I nodded. “He and Yoongi said that I should try a few kinds of alcohol on my birthday.”

“Oh, did they?  Be safe, whatever you do.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

After Jin and I got our snow cones, we headed over to the liquor store.

“It is legal for me to go in here, right?” I asked.

“Yeah.  You just can’t buy anything.”

The two of us browsed the different wines and champagnes as we ate our snow cones.

“Have you ever had any of these?” I asked as I looked at a bottle of wine.

“Not most of them, no.  I haven’t drunk much, to be honest.  I’ve had beer here and there, but that’s about it.” He pulled out his phone as it chimed. “My mom suggests rosé.”

I nodded. “I guess we’ll get that and some champagne, then.  But…which one?”

He ran his hands over a few bottles. “Maybe this one?”

“I suppose that should be fine.  Does Yoongi have any suggestions?”

“I’m sure he’ll already have bought them if he has any,” Jin laughed.

I smiled.

As we walked around the liquor store, I considered how long it had been since I’d really spoken to Ellie.  Maybe a week wasn’t that long to go without talking to your friend, but it was definitely a long time for us.  Usually, we spent a day around each of our birthdays together, but she hadn’t even asked what I was doing for the day.  I would’ve invited her to hang out with me when I went over to Yoongi’s, but she wasn’t old enough to drink yet, so she would’ve probably just felt left out.  It felt strange not talking to her.  Sure, we’d both been busy, but even when we’d been in college, we’d taken time to text each other at least once a day.

I texted her that night when I got home.  The response I got was short.

“Teo and I have been hanging out.  Sorry.  Maybe we can get together next week.”

Well.  I guess that told me where we stood.

I ended up walking over to Yoongi’s by myself come Monday.   I’d headed home for a quick change of clothing before I headed over, so Jin had gone by himself.  As I walked, I realized that I was feeling pretty out of it.  My best friend had abandoned me.  On my birthday, of all days.  It wasn’t like I had other friends to see either.  Sure, I had Jin and Yoongi, but as sweet as they were, it wasn’t the same.  They were two people I’d barely known for three weeks.  I’d known Ellie since third grade.

Maybe this was my fault.  I hadn’t really made the effort to talk to her since I’d gotten back in town, so maybe she was mad at me about that.  Our conversation at the music store hadn’t ended all that well since I’d run out of there, so it would be reasonable if she was mad at me.  That didn’t mean it felt good to be ignored on my birthday, though.

I was just going to let it go.  Tonight, I was going to have a good time with Jin and Yoongi and a few bottles of alcohol.  We had a little over a month until school started up again, so I was going to make the most out of these next few weeks, with or without Ellie.  I knocked on Yoongi’s door.

“It’s open,” I heard him call from inside.

I stepped inside and headed to the living room.  Suddenly, all the lights turned on.

“Surprise!”

My eyes widened. “What?”

I glanced around.  There weren’t that many people here, but it was more than I’d been expecting.  Jin, Yoongi, my parents, Jin’s grandparents, Ellie, and Mateo were all here.  There was a cake on the kitchen counter, and there was a banner hanging over the fireplace that read ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ISABELLE!’  It was clearly handmade, and I’d recognize Ellie’s handwriting anywhere.  She hadn’t been mad at me.

“We decided to surprise you,” Jin smiled. “What do you think?”

“I think this is awesome!” I hugged him. “Thank you!” I turned to Ellie. “And you!  Get over here!”

She laughed and crossed the room to hug me. “We surprised you, right?”

“You sure did!  I thought you were mad at me!”

She scoffed. “Mad at you?  I could never be mad at you!” She paused. “Actually, I am a little mad that you’re drinking without me tonight.”

“Don’t worry.  We can do it on your birthday too.”

“I’m lucky school doesn’t start before my birthday this year.”

It turned out that Jin and Yoongi bought a few more bottles than I’d picked out on Saturday.  We didn’t need much for eight people, though.

“Can I at least smell yours?” Ellie asked as I poured a glass of wine.

“You can smell it,” I nodded with a laugh.

She leaned in close to me. “So, any progress with the boyfriend?”

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Ok, fine.  Any progress with Jin?”

“What kind of progress?”

“Have you guys…” she lowered her voice even further. “Kissed?”

I scoffed. “No.”

“What?  What do you mean you haven’t kissed?  You guys have been hanging out for a whole week!”

“Yeah, well, we’re not you and Mateo.”

She shook her head. “You guys have to kiss at least once before he goes home.”

“No, we don’t.  In fact, I’d rather we not kiss.”

“Why?”

“I can’t be in a relationship with him, El.  He lives up in Greenville.”

“Which is what, an hour from Columbia?  Don’t be dramatic.  You two could totally date.  I’m gonna be down in Florida, and Mateo and I are still going to find a way to make it work.  Relationships aren’t just kissing, you know.  You can have a meaningful conversation over the phone.”

“All I’ve seen you and Mateo do is kiss.  Are you sure you’re the person who should be telling me this?”

Ellie slapped my shoulder. “Oh, shush.  Just listen to me.”

“I don’t think I will.”

It was hours before the party ended.  The vast majority of us had clearly drunken.  Mateo took Jin’s grandparents home, and that left the rest of us to clean up.

“That was the best birthday party I’ve ever had,” I laughed as I stacked the paper plates we’d used. “Yoongi, that wine you bought was awesome.”

“I’m glad you liked it.  That’s one of my favorite ones.”

Jin tugged on my sleeve. “Let’s go outside.  The stars are bright tonight.”

I followed him out to the backyard eagerly.  Yoongi’s place was completely dark, so if we laid on the ground, we could see the stars pretty well.  Jin sat down in the grass and tugged my hand, beckoning me to sit down with him.  I joined him, and the two of us looked up at the sky together.

“There’s not many constellations.”

I hummed.  Regardless, the stars were pretty.  My own yard wasn’t really a great place for viewing stars.  I lay down in the grass.  This was a moment I’d put in my back pocket and keep forever.  If I wasn’t too drunk to remember it, that was.  I couldn’t remember how much I’d had to drink.

“Hey, Isa?”

“Yes, Jin?”

“Can I kiss you?”

He was still sitting up, so it didn’t take much effort for me to look at him.  My logical mind would’ve told him no, but I had at least three glasses of various kinds of alcohol in me, so I wasn’t thinking straight.

“Yeah.  Kiss me, Jin.”

He looked conflicted for a second, but then he leaned over me and kissed me.  I grinned like a fool against his lips.

“This is my first kiss,” I mumbled.

“I shouldn’t have kissed you while we’re drunk,” he decided.  It was too late now.

But of course, alcohol had taken all reason out of our heads, so we kissed under the stars for a few moments.

“I think I need to go home, Jin,” I giggled. “I can’t keep my eyes open.”

“You could sleep in one of Yoongi’s spare rooms.”

I hummed. “Why does he have so many spare rooms, anyways?  He’s twenty-one.  He can’t be rich enough to own a whole house.”

“Yeah…it’s one of his dad’s houses.” Jin’s eyes widened, and he smacked his palm over his mouth. “Don’t tell him I told you.”

I laughed stupidly, like a drunk person would.  I wouldn’t remember this in the morning.  I wouldn’t remember any of this.  I wouldn’t remember who owned Yoongi’s house…and I wouldn’t remember my first kiss….

I woke up on my own bed the next morning with about four blankets piled on top of me.  Had I walked home?  I couldn’t recall.  As I blinked at my wall, I remembered what had happened the previous night.

I flew out of bed and ran to my bathroom before staring at myself in the mirror.  I’d kissed Jin!  Was I an idiot?  This was going to ruin my life forever!

I ran back into my room and dug through my sheets, finally coming across my phone.  I had a few texts from Jin.

“Good morning!  Yoongi’s dragging me out for breakfast.  He said food is good for hangovers or something.  I don’t know how to tell him I don’t have a hangover.  Would you like to meet up later today?  Maybe I could take you on an official date.”

I threw my phone down on my bed.  This was not supposed to happen!  Dating Jin was supposed to just be some wild dream I had to carry me through the summer, and then real life would resume when I went back to university.  I picked up my phone and replied to him.

“Sorry, I have work!  Maybe we can meet up later?”

I didn’t wait for his response before jumping in the shower.  Even if Jin didn’t have a hangover, it appeared that I did.  Hopefully I could make it through work today without any issues.

I hated how my heart jumped when I saw Jin’s response of a few hearts and a kissing emoji.  I was supposed to be immune to him by now.  I’d lived this long without him, so surely I could live the rest of my life without him.  University wasn’t the place to be in a relationship, especially one that was long distance.

I shoved my phone deep into the pocket of my shorts, and then I headed to work.  I didn’t know when Jin was leaving, but I hoped it was soon.  The sooner he left, the less it would hurt to let him go.

I met up with Ellie for dinner that evening, and I could tell she wanted to rip out every last hair on my head after I told her what had happened.

“You idiot!  He’s clearly whipped for you, and you won’t even give it a chance?”

“I can’t let myself get attached, El.” I frowned as I felt tears flood my eyes. “I got attached the first time, and it hurt so bad when he left.”

“But, Isa, this isn’t the same as last time.  You’re both adults now.  The world is so much smaller than it used to be.  You guys are so close you could drive to see each other during the school year.”

I shrugged. “I just can’t.”

“Is there anything that could make you?”

“Well, if we lived in the same town or something, maybe we could make it work, but….”

Ellie sighed. “Come on, Isa.  This is silly.  You should go talk to him.”

I shook my head. “I’m not going to.  I’m just going to have to let him go.”

It was clear Ellie was having none of my sulking, so I sulked at the snack bar instead.  As much as I really didn’t feel like working, it gave me something to do during the day.  Jin hadn’t been around on the beach, either, so I didn’t really have a reason to avoid my job.  He was probably fishing with Yoongi.  I vaguely remembered them talking about going shark fishing at some point, and a place with a bunch of little kids really wasn’t the place to do that.  Thankfully.

My luck ran out on Friday, though.  Jin came walking up to the stand just like he had the first day he’d been here.  Once again, I was trying to find all the ways I could bury myself in the sand.

“Hey, Isa,” he smiled at me. “You haven’t been answering my texts.  What’s up?”

“Uh, I can’t really date you.  I’m sorry if I mislead you.”

“Oh.”

That pretty smile he’d had on his face before disappeared now, and I felt guilty for making him feel so.

“That’s ok.  I’m headed back to Greenville next week.”

“You are?” I asked in distress.  I shouldn’t have been upset, really.  This was what I’d been saving myself from by ignoring him.

He nodded. “My parents wanted to see me for a little while before I have to head back to school.  I’ll see you next summer, I guess?”

I offered him a small smile. “Right.  Next summer.”

I didn’t let myself be disappointed when he left the next week.  Ellie dragged me out to say goodbye to him, but all I could offer him was a wave as he drove away.  I was letting all this go.

It wasn’t until Ellie’s birthday party that I finally let it all out.  Three glasses of wine was clearly too much for me.  It kept me saying things I’d never intended to reach the world.

“I shouldn’t have said no to him, El.  He’s the sweetest man alive, and I let him go all because he lives too far away,” I cried. “I’m such an idiot.”

“Yeah, you are.”

Man, she could’ve at least softened the blow.

“I should call him,” I decided.

Ellie was too quick for me, though.  She whipped my phone out of my hand before I could even unlock it.

“We don’t make hasty decisions while drunk, Isa.  Remember what happened last time?”

“Yes, I kissed Jin.  Now give me my phone.”

Except that alcohol also seemed to take away my coordination and strength as well, so getting my phone away from Ellie was a lost cause.  I finally gave in and laid across her lap.

“Tell me I’ll forget about him when I go back to university, El.”

“You’ll forget about him when you go back to university.”

“I know you don’t mean it.”

She laughed. “I know you know.”

School started not too long after that.  I had to admit that the two-hour drive up to Columbia felt even longer than it was supposed to.  Sitting in a car for more than ten minutes felt like torture.

By the time I’d unpacked my car, I was starving.  It wasn’t near dinnertime yet, but I was going to eat anyways.  There were about fifteen fast food places within a mile of the school, so I settled for some pizza.  Granted, no one besides a professional football player needed an entire pizza to themselves, but I didn’t care.  I was going to eat as much of this pizza as I pleased without anyone judging me.  Ok, my roommate would probably be judging me.  But it wasn’t any of her business how much pizza I ate.

I was happily walking out of the pizza place with my dinner when I looked up at the man who was holding the door for me.

“Jin?  What are you doing here?”

He pointed a thumb back to my university. “I go to the UofSC?”

I ended up sharing my pizza with him as we sat at a nearby park and chatted.

“You’ve gone here for two years?  How have I never seen you?”

He laughed. “I have no clue.”

“I’m so sorry about what happened after my birthday.  I just couldn’t handle long-distance.”

He nodded. “It’s ok.  I understand.  I just wish we’d actually talked about it.  Maybe we wouldn’t have been upset at each other?”

I smiled.

“So, what do you say?  Now that we’re in the same place all year…can I take you on a date?”

I had to admit, I’d never expected things to turn out this way.  I’d never even considered him being at the same school as me, but I’d gotten that miracle after all.

If we shared a few kisses under the sunset that evening, no one but us knew.  It was pretty amazing that we had the assurance of spending the next two years together.

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A/N: I decided to change the point of view like 2000 words into this so hopefully this was edited well enough that you can't tell. Not really sure how on earth I got this plot from the lyrics but you know 😂

It would be greatly appreciated if you reblogged the story if you liked it!

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[a-student-out-of-time]

Yeah let's just say her death was caused because she wasn't thinking clearly and did some very dumb and reckless stuff.

Alright...I’ll start from the beginning.

Makoto...you and I never talked much at Blackroot. So, I’ll tell you what I told you when we met up again, but do you remember me?

Of course I remember you. Even back then, you were like a celebrity, always surrounded by people who wanted a picture with you.

Even so, I wanted to get to know you.

You did?

Yeah...do you remember the crane that got lost and wound up in the pool? You helped lead it out to the woods behind the school.

Yeah...I haven’t thought about it for a while though.

It was what made me want to talk to you.

I know you might not think much of it, but it was a really impressive thing to do. Not even the teachers could figure it out. But you did.

My biggest regret was that you and I never got a chance to talk.

I...I dunno what to say...

You’re probably thinking that it doesn’t mean much because they made you do it, huh?

I’m psychic, remember?

…O-Okay, but what happened after that?

*Sigh* That was right around the time I was starting out as an idol, so yeah, I was pretty popular. After just a couple years, I’ve got over 100 million fans. 

And don’t get me wrong, I do love them. I couldn’t be more thankful for their support after all this time.

But being an idol...you have to make a lot of sacrifices. To make it big, sometimes you have to do some bad things, to yourself...or to other people. That was the mindset I absorbed.

I’m sorry you had to.

…You were the biggest victim of that.

H-How?

Makoto...you and I were close friends with everyone in Class 78.

Sayaka: The first year we spent together...it was wonderful. Meeting you and the others...they’re some of the best days I’ve ever had.

But there were two people there who ruined everything, for everyone.

Enoshima Junko and Ikusaba Mukuro. They were planning it all from the very beginning.

The Killing Game, right?

That was just part of it. They destroyed the whole world...or they will, from your perspective. For me...I saw it all happen. I remember everything now.

“The Tragedy didn’t happen all at once. It was slow at first, but as society started to fall apart, they sealed us in the old school building. Kirigiri Jin hoped that maybe we could outlast it, and when it was over, we could leave and help rebuild society.”

“But...they had different ideas. We weren’t even first ones they killed or the first game they set up.”

“But we were different. We were their ‘friends,’ so we had to have a special event dedicated to it: the Killing School Life. They wiped our memories and told us that, as long as we killed someone, we could escape.”

We didn’t want to do it. Most of us thought it was a joke at first.

What...happened...?

The videos...

“They took our families and friends...they saved them, but not out of good will.”

“To use them as hostages. At least...most of them.”

“Mine...was my friends. You saw it afterward.”

“It was...the scariest thing I’ve ever seen. They told me, after all the sacrifices I’d made, after all my hard work, after everything I’d done...I was going to be forgotten. I knew that didn’t just mean my career...it meant my friends too.”

…So...I decided to try and escape.

But...you said you had to kill to get out.

That’s what I thought too. I swear to you Makoto, all I thought you had to do to get out was to kill someone and nobody finds out! I...I wasn’t thinking about anything else...

I wanted to get out. I wanted to save them, and I...I didn’t think there’d be anything more to it. I know it’s not an excuse, but...

Sayaka-chan...it’s okay. I’ve been there too.

So, you decided to kill someone?

…I did, yes.

“That’s when...I decided to use you too. Makoto, I swear to you, I wanted to be friends with you. I wanted to get to know you, and I wanted us to escape together. I really did! I would’ve never...” 

“Part of me wanted t-to...b-but I couldn’t. I pushed that out of my mind, and I told myself that it would be someone else. Anybody else.”

And...that’s when I saw Kuwata talking with Hagakure. And I made my decision.

Was that the only reason?

No, not completely. Kuwata...he said he wanted to a rock star. He didn’t know anything about music, so he asked me for some advice.

...And I used that to my advantage.

So, while you and I were making plans to keep ourselves safe…I grabbed the knife from the kitchen. And I asked him to meet me in my room.

“And that night, I asked you to switch rooms with me, for extra security. I swapped the nameplates...and I waited.”

And that was how I died.

#danganronpa #dr1 #danganronpa thh #sdra2 #Super Daganronpa Another 2 #sayaka maizono #iroha nijiue #makoto naegi #a student out of time #DR #All Eyes On Me arc

[canmom]

Toku Tuesday 47 - Michelle Yeoh

Hi friends!

Very quick intro to Toku Tuesday tonight, since we’ve basically already covered what is to be said of Daniels on Toku Tuesday 45 and the followup post; moreover I wrote about Everything, Everywhere yesterday. Now it’s available on streaming services, which means in turn it can spread to the pirates, and that means it’s taking up about half the remaining space on my SSD.

I should probably do something about that...

To accompany that, let’s make our theme tonight the cornerstone of the film, lead actress Michelle Yeoh. Which makes this also an excuse to watch the film we didn’t manage to watch on TT #45: Yes, Madam (1985), her debut film. Yeoh would of course go on to be a huuuge martial arts star taking an enormous variety of roles in both China and the US.

Conveniently, Accented Cinema, go-to ‘youtuber who knows about the Chinese film industry’, just released a video about her...

So, as Accented discusses...

Yeoh got her start in beauty pageants and then shooting ads - starting with one alongside Jackie Chan! - but she was eager to take on action roles at the time nigh exclusively male; and got her opportunity when D&B Films decided to make an action film starring two women to set itself apart from the other ‘heroic bloodshed’ films of the time (c.f. TT #32). Hence Yes, Madam; Yeoh did all her own stunts and generally made everyone sit up and take notice.

She performed in a few more films with D&B, in each one wearing a similar short-haired look in contrast to her previous image. In this period, there was a heavy expectation that women movie stars in Hong Kong should marry and retire early, and Yeoh accordingly married the head of D&B films... but divorced him five years later to return to acting, landing alongside Jackie Chan once again in Police Story III (1992) as a military commander. This set up an extraordinarily prolific 90s; at first mostly action movies but starting with The Stunt Double (A Jin de gu shi) in 1996, increasingly more drama-oriented roles, leading up to going to Taiwan for her famous performance as conflicted matriach (and elite martial artist, some things don’t change) Yu Shu Lien in Ang Lee’s Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in 2000.

Parallel to this, there is another strand. I hate to talk about James Bond in any capacity whatsoever, but hey, it’s part of this story. James Bond movies, one of my country’s most odious exports after like... colonialism, have a tradition of ‘Bond girls’, (at least) one in each movie; the designated Hot Girl who inevitably ends up getting fucked by the avatar of aspirational British masculinity. So, Accented reports, in Tomorrow Never Dies (1997), they attempted to cash in on the kung fu trend by hiring Michelle Yeoh for the role; a love interest but in a new model of more action-oriented Bond girl.

The positive upshot of this is that, well, it established her internationally in the role of ‘glamorous ass kicker’ as Accented puts it. But from this point it seems she ascended to a power level where she could play pretty much anyone, and tracing her filmography at this point sees her playing in both US and Hong Kong productions pretty much equally: wuxia, historical dramas, quite a lot of sci-fi, even animated films (from comedy-wuxia to... minions, huh?)...

OK, what more to say than ‘dang, this actor sure acted in a lot of films over her acting career’? Usually when I write these things I end up focusing on directors, or perhaps studios or countries, perhaps since you can tie the story to the content of the art in a fairly direct way. Yeoh’s definitely had her influence: from the very beginning she pushed hard for, as an example, women to get more action roles, and was extremely successful not just in getting her own career out of it, but in that ugly mercenary system, establishing that this could sell to help open the possibility of other women getting such roles. The same goes for, well, the more-than-a-little fraught history of Asian characters in American movies; she’s evidently made quite a point of not getting pigeonholed. (Something relevant to Everything, Everywhere, which is in part about reintroducing depth to such limited roles.)

If you watch the video essay above, there’s a really interesting part at the end where Accented contrasts two superficially similar performances, one as the experienced geisha Mameha in Memoirs of a Geisha, the other as rich matriarch Eleanor in Crazy Rich Asians, and highlighting the different kinds of confidence that Yeoh performs in e.g. walks. I really like this kind of observation, because it’s the kind of breakdown I’m going to need to learn to perform more and more if i’m gonna git gud an animator. Anyway, it’s not merely that she insists on getting cast in different roles, but that she has the immense skill needed to give those distinct performances appropriate to each one.

Still, does the success of one actor really make that much difference to the ebb and flow of the ~film industry~, let alone society at large? Well, maybe. Perhaps more so than anyone in a film, even the director, actors are not just the people themselves, but elaborate clusters of symbols build up by the reproduction of their image and insertion into narratives. Michelle Yeoh isn’t just the flesh-and-blood human, who very likely none of us will ever meet, but the constructed icon ‘Michelle Yeoh’ built by the camera and the marketing machine who comes to represent certain things in the world. Is the magic power invested in this supervening egregore the result of the personal choices and talents of Yeoh herself, or did the historical moment of the mid 1980s with its various gender, economic etc. dynamics have a slot in it for someone a bit like her, and she’s the one who had the luck to get selected by history? Well, probably something of both, eh.

Regardless of what contingent history led us to this point, she’s really fucking good at acting and it’s a joy to watch her in movies.

So!! If you’d like to do just that, at around 8pm (ish) UK time, roughly five hours hence, we will gather to observe the two ends of Yeoh’s career (so far!) with Yes, Madam (1985) and Everything, Everywhere, All At Once (2022) at twitch.tv/canmom !

(considering switching to picarto but let’s stick with what we know for now since i’m not sure how copyright enforcement works there).

#toku tuesday