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It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.

Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.

Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

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pairing; kim seokjin x f reader
au/genre; unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, slow burn, romance (dare I say romcom in places), smut, angst, (melo)drama, dual pov
words; 13,452

warnings for this chapter (!) office altercation, toxic co-worker, miscarriage mentions (nothing happens or will happen, Oc is just worrying/making sure everything is fine), mention of parent death and heart attack, sexual propositioning, the reign of Sera is finally over, Seokjin takes control of the situation , allusions to narcissism, and I don’t want to spoil too much but the ending is sweet I promise

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*inspired by the manhwa ‘Positively Yours.’

note;I will be dedicating the rest of May to Season 1 drabbles! Season 2 will begin sometime in June — I will let you guys know an exact date once I know more. Thank you for following this story, and I hope you enjoy this chapter! 

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MADAM. You CANNOT tease us like this. The kissing scene was just:

Aside, DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD (although I worry her vindictiveness means a possible return in later chapters?), and Soobin is just THE CUTEST, and I don’t think Yoongs is over OC. But anyway, THANK YOU SO MUCH for this chapter, it definitely helped brighten up my Monday blues. You’re amazing!

That pic of Hobi makes me laugh every time I see it a fitting mood for the last scene of ch8! Honestly, regarding Sera, I feel like now that everyone knows her true colours she’ll give up and eventually find some other unlucky people to mess with, unfortunately :/ Soobin is the best, I love him! and as for Yoongi, he’s definitely not over Oc yet, especially after recent events, but I have full faith everything will work out okay for him

Thank you for reading! I’m very happy you enjoyed. Wishing you the best for this week

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It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.

Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.

Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

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pairing; kim seokjin x f reader
au/genre; unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, slow burn, romance (dare I say romcom in places), smut, angst, (melo)drama, dual pov
words; 13,452

warnings for this chapter (!) office altercation, toxic co-worker, miscarriage mentions (nothing happens or will happen, Oc is just worrying/making sure everything is fine), mention of parent death and heart attack, sexual propositioning, the reign of Sera is finally over, Seokjin takes control of the situation , allusions to narcissism, and I don’t want to spoil too much but the ending is sweet I promise

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*inspired by the manhwa ‘Positively Yours.’

note;I will be dedicating the rest of May to Season 1 drabbles! Season 2 will begin sometime in June — I will let you guys know an exact date once I know more. Thank you for following this story, and I hope you enjoy this chapter! 

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Jordan did it again. After last chapter, I really needed this.

We’re all happy for this closure chapter and we’ve finally gotten rid of that bitch Sera. God even her name is poisonous in my tongue now.

Seokjin is my dream husband/baby daddy. Sksks I love him and how he’s so down to earth and sincere and attentive and just every mama’s dream son-law.

OC’s growth and character development in this episode alone was amazing to witness. She’s so reflective and self aware and I respect that. It will take so much effort.

Last scene was just too great. Thank you for this season and I’m so looking forward to the next. Take a break and rest and I can’t wait to see what your great and genius brain will surprise us with in the next season

You are too sweet! Thank you for following this series and always letting me know your thoughts. Reading your reactions have been so fun and entertaining these past couple of months and I can’t wait for you to read what else I have in store for these three

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#1 Seokjin wakes up alone 

kim seokjin x f reader
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Seokjin began to stir, daylight gradually starting to penetrate his eyelids, and ever so slowly he squinted one eye open. A brief moment of confusion hit: this is not my bed, before the events of last night came rushing in. The memories roused a slow, sleepy smile. His body felt warm and relaxed, almost unfamiliar. The feeling only sex could bring. Great sex. Actually, it had been more than great. He was pretty sure there wasn’t an existing word to describe how amazing last night had been – an existing word in any language. Call him dramatic, but that was down to the two orgasms he’d had and the three – no, four – he’d given. His smile grew wider, and he rolled over, fully expecting to find a beautiful sleeping woman beside him. Maybe he could make it a three and five before housekeeping kicked you both out… 

However, to his dismay, the bed was empty. You weren’t there. Straining his ears, he tried to hear out for the shower, or maybe the flush of a toilet, but he got nothing. He sat up, the sheets slipping down to his waist, and looked around for signs of you. His eyes moved to the door, then the floor, realising your purse was no longer there. His suit jacket was neatly draped over the chair by the desk. 

You were gone. 

The thought was so inconceivable he couldn’t quite get his head around it. Rapidly, he turned to check the nightstand. Maybe you’d had to rush off. Maybe you’d left a note. Maybe you’d left your number. 

Nothing. 

Resigned, he slumped back against the headboard, trying to ignore the huge wave of disappointment – devastation seemed too strong a word. He didn’t know what happened after a one-night stand. He was thirty-four, but the idea of spontaneous, casual sex was a foreign one to him. Was getting a room for the night an actual thing or did it only happen in movies? Should he have suggested going back to his place? Your place? What exactly was the correct protocol for having sex with strangers? Was it normal to leave without saying a word? Would you think him an idiot if you knew he was lying here tormenting himself over something so apparently insignificant? 

Probably. 

Fuck. He looked around again. The heels he’d yanked off, the dress he’d stripped off, the underwear he’d ripped off; they were all gone. The robe you’d worn to the bathroom was still here though, hanging off the corner of the bed… Mortifyingly, as he thought all that, images flooded to the forefront of his mind and feelings flooded elsewhere… His cock stirred, the blood rushing to it at a shocking speed. Defeated, he let himself revel in the memories – because that’s what they were now. 

He ran a hand over his face, taking a surprise hit of your perfume which had somehow clung to his skin. Maybe he should take a cold shower before he had to leave. God knows he needed one. You weren’t even here, and you still had the same effect on him as you had last night. He laughed wryly, feeling like a fool. His voice was croaky, he needed water. All it had been was a one-night stand but he had somehow managed to romanticise it to embarrassing levels, all in the matter of hours. 

It’s your own fault, a patronising voice told him. 

He didn’t know if this was embarrassing to admit – not that he was admitting it, only thinking it – but, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d had sex. It was over a year ago definitely, and he remembered who it was with. Ahn Naeun. However he couldn’t remember exactly when they had dated, nor for how long for. Actually, maybe it was coming up to two years ago now. It had been summer because the weather had been hot, and his mother had made him take her to the home they owned by the beach. She had been so excited because it looked as though one of her infamous blind dates had finally worked out, only for it fizzle out a couple of weeks later… Naeun was sweet and kind, and Seokjin liked her – he was fond of her –but he was also busy, and at the time probably a little selfish with it too. He felt a twang of guilt, realising he was a shitty person for not remembering the details. 

Last night and this morning’s feelings were the result of two years of celibacy. How he’d managed to give you even one orgasm, let alone multiple, was a complete and utter mystery. Some out of this world sex and here he was imagining first dates and sweet confessions – and even more out of this world sex. He thought of the connection you’d had last night, how you’d made one another laugh, how you’d seemed to gel so well together, and felt like a fool all over again. Had it all been in his head? By the way he’d woken up alone, it was looking exactly like that. 

What had he been expecting? You’d meet up again, start dating, be happy for approximately one month, before it inevitably fizzled out like the rest when you either got sick of never seeing him, or he thoughtlessly neglected you until he practically forgot about you altogether… It was the pattern he’d grown used to over the years. The last time he’d been in a serious relationship was just before AGS had taken off. His career had meant more to him than love – still did – but he was only getting older. Before long it would be too late to settle down, and he didn’t want to end up regretting everything he’d worked so hard on for the past decade… To feel bitter towards the only good thing he’d done in his life. 

But come on! A beautiful stranger he met at a bar wasn’t going to magically change his way of life. A bar! He didn’t even go to bars. He was too lame. That was Jungkook’s thing. In fact, that’s why he’d been at Begin last night. 

A few days ago, he’d been handed a flyer on the street, and when Jungkook had seen it during lunch, he’d manged to convince him to go on the weekend, only for him to cancel yesterday morning for a girl he’d met at the gym. It was no loss for Seokjin, so instead, he’d gone to the office, deciding to work as late as he could. But while there, he’d had a change of heart. Jungkook loved to call him boring any chance he got, and his best friend was absolutely correct. His life revolved around work. Even Jungkook, who also owned his own company, didn’t spend nearly half as much time at the office. 

He was always off having fun, vacationing, dating, just living life as much as he could. Granted, he was five years younger, but what did that matter? Even Hoseok, who almost lived and breathed work as much as he did, was finding time for a social life these days. He’d even met someone a few months ago, and as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he was falling hard. It was obvious. 

Seokjin felt like the odd one out. All he had were the four walls of his office to keep him company. So somehow last night, he’d found himself inside Begin, sat at the bar like some kind of loner drinking his woes away. 

And then he’d heard a laugh. 

Your laugh. 

It had called to him inside the packed bar almost siren-like. Or maybe that was the rum talking. 

He’d glanced behind him to discover the owner of such a lovely sound, only for his heart to get lodged inside his throat. You were beautiful. The most beautiful woman in the room – no, perhaps the most beautiful woman he’d ever set eyes on. There was no way he could have been drunk off one glass of rum, so his dramatic reaction was unexplainable. He was tired. That’s probably what it had been. 

You’d been with someone, another woman, and Seokjin had hoped it was only a friend, because the thought of you being anything other than single was a bitter disappointment. Not that he’d been about to walk over there and strike up a conversation. He wasn’t that type of man, and anyway, your beauty had been unnerving. He would fall to pieces in front of you. 

It hadn’t stopped him from sneaking glances though. Although, the use of the verb ‘sneaking’ had been laughable. You’d caught him a handful of times, but he couldn’t stop.  Where was the line between what was considered appropriate and what was considered creepy? He’d come close to crossing it, he was sure. 

At some point, he’d realised you were alone, but the tentative smile he’d given you wasn’t returned, and he’d made the decision to stop. To leave once he’d finished his drink and go home. He didn’t flirt and charm. He didn’t get women. He was useless at it. The only women he got were with his mom’s help, which wasn’t something he’d admit in a hurry. 

He’d still been hyperaware of your presence though. Up until the moment you’d slid down on the stool next to him, making him practically jump out of his skin, much to his embarrassment. 

To his complete surprise, you’d been into him. You’d flirted with him, and he’d attempted to flirt back. He’d made you smile. He’d made you laugh. That amazing sound he’d heard earlier in the night had then been directed at him. It was happening because of him. He’d felt as though every nerve in his body was buzzing with attraction. With anticipation. 

And then you’d agreed to go to a hotel. You’d kissed, you’d groped. You’d let him feel you, taste you, be inside you. He’d said things without thinking – crudethings. 

Sex with a stranger shouldn’t be that good. In fact, it was impossible. There had been something there between you. A connection, and he couldn’t believe that you had just left like that—

He was just going around in circles. Tormenting himself. 

“Good morning,” a woman’s voice called hesitantly from behind the hotel room door, thankfully interrupting his wondering thoughts. When Seokjin didn’t respond, she continued, her tone now turning firmer – professional. “Just to let you know, unless you want to pay a late fee, checkout is in ten minutes.”

He sighed, rubbing his face. It looked like he didn’t have time for that shower. 

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Written 2022.
Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed.
© floralseokjin 2022

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It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.

Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.

Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

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pairing; kim seokjin x f reader
au/genre; unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, slow burn, romance (dare I say romcom in places), smut, angst, (melo)drama, dual pov
words; 13,452

warnings for this chapter (!) office altercation, toxic co-worker, miscarriage mentions (nothing happens or will happen, Oc is just worrying/making sure everything is fine), mention of parent death and heart attack, sexual propositioning, the reign of Sera is finally over, Seokjin takes control of the situation , allusions to narcissism, and I don’t want to spoil too much but the ending is sweet I promise

ao3 link

*inspired by the manhwa ‘Positively Yours.’

note;I will be dedicating the rest of May to Season 1 drabbles! Season 2 will begin sometime in June — I will let you guys know an exact date once I know more. Thank you for following this story, and I hope you enjoy this chapter! 

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oh..yes

just a lil edit, i know Jordan got me ✍ i knew you won’t disappoint, especially… like after a long week of waiting,.y’know..

ALSO LMAO YOU WON’T BELEIVE I FIRST LIKE TORTURING MYSELF SO MUCH THAT I ACTUALLY PEEPED THE WARNINGS BEFORE HEADING TO UNI, AND WHEN I SAW “ seokjin takes control of the situation ” MY BRAIN??? SHORT-CIRCUITED????SO???BAD???????!?!???! i was like what did he do?!! WHAT DID HE MF DO?!?!?!!?!?? Did he slap that sera mf bitch? did he actually sue her or something - but a part of me knows seokjin isn’t that violent, but he can do anything — he’s powerful, indeed …

and the whole day my mind spirals to that and only that, seokjin takes control of the situation. yessir, show that bitch whatchu got ️

first of all, is joon single ….? just asking for scientific researches..

no because i ABSOLUTELY love him for taking immediate + strict action over sera and literally want to thank him for being so understanding. and about the sneakers he has, i can give him a baby—

i especially love this chapter so much. honestly speaking, i wish to hug yoongi tightly right now, he needs that. i especially know how does that feel when your partner keeps you in hurls of shadows and you’re completely unaware of how or what they actually are, especially here it’s a bit complicated, let’s add that bitch was really ugly, i mean it. she has hurt so many people here, and you won’t believe HOW relieved i was when i knew she’s thrown out and won’t be seen anymore. she hurt mc, besides yoongi even more, i must say, and i just love how everything was talked out between mc and yoon. even though the silence felt awkward myself, it was so much better to have everything known and finally everything is clear. i hope yoongi takes his time and heals himself, i can help

and you won’t believe i literally was about to take a whole regiment of artillery out there when that mf was there at seokjin’s office too. like HONESTLY, SHE EXPECTED PEOPLE TO TRUST HER?? like she didn’t have the slightest of the hints that she was already much of a sus person to Seokjin after whatever happened, and still has the audacity for proposition..she’s HONESTLY, disgusting.that’s the only word for her. toxic, manipulative, ugly and toxic. yes. that’s what she is.

and how hot was seokjin to be actually taking control of the situation? sheesh..sir— he actually was being so hot at the point, gahdaym. he showed that bitch her place. yes my man, show them all

i feel like hugging mc too, she has been so strong, a death of a parent, also being not able to live the part of life when you’re growing hurts so bad, but she’s so strong :((

however,i did feel that struggle which was faced by both mc and seokjin at the middle when their feelings and emotions were taking them off and they were indeed hesitant and we’re thinking that everything is over between them..but hopefully there’s a spark of hope, y’know!

and how relieved i was when finally they hugged i literally sobbed. because i felt like this week was torture to me, now that everything is okay i literally want to sob. i myself felt like a burden was off my chest to see them finally talkin’ and i how much i adore these two the kisses got me like :

how endearing was their conversation, and how they talked out everything in between which was a kind of a hurdle is what actually captivated my heart. you never fail to amaze me :( i was honestly squeaking with happiness to read further >< someone saying you put your whole jordanussy actually makes sense, because how beautifully were the words chosen made me go WEEEWAAAWOO because honestly, the interaction between seokjin and mc got me blushing like yknow..how adorable are they! i know these lovelies are so cute and globbie! uwu, it melts my heart to read “ just the three of us ” AAAaaAAAAAAAAAaaaAAA and like how were there touches of affection literally melted me. and i felt a bit bad for Seokjin, but however he was being careful, so that’s good! and also im exicted for the upcoming drabbles, so exicted hh.. i hope everything goes well.. unless you decide someth—

AAAAAAAAAAA ARE WE GETTING MC TO MEET HOPEKOOK AND JINNIE TO JOONIE?!?!?! YAAAAAS

your writing always blow my mind, it was again so creatively and amazingly written. good job! the wait was worth it lol

take care! xx

Aw this reblog was soooo nice I’m so happy you enjoyed this chapter and are excited for what is to come!!! It really means the world! THANK YOU

and yes, Joon is currently single ;)

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Written 2022.
Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed.
© floralseokjin 2022

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