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Bewitching | kth | Prologue
Summary: All you wanted to do was visit your aunt in Salem. What you didn’t sign up for was being accused of being a witch and almost being executed. But when a handsome gentleman comes around and saves you, you decide to help him fight against the atrocities committed by the authorities with their baseless accusations about witches and executing innocent lives.
Pairing: Taehyung x reader
Genre: based on the Salem witch trials, historical au, strangers to lovers, rebel!tae , eventual smut, angst, fluff
Rating:18+
Warnings: swearing, murder, gore mentions of executions, alcohol consumption (more warnings will be added as the series progresses)
A/n: okay so I’m scared because this is my first fic here hehe. Hopefully you all enjoy.
P.s: the prologue is narrators perspective the pov might change in the future!
This is swearly unedited
The night hung high above her, peeping through the rough, thick arms of trees that loomed over her small figure, adorned with crumbling, drying leaves that shook fervently in fear. The wind blew songs in her ear, whispering small things she didn’t have the mind to pay heed to.
The silence was deafening, only the hammering hammering sound of her pounding heart frantically beating in her chest echoing through her eardrums. Y/n sprinted by way of the darkish and uninviting wooded area, her brain was once racing quicker than her toes. Twinges and branches assailed her face as she desperately thought of a way to lose those following her.
Y/n’s dress clad form stumbled forward, the lack of oxygen causing her throat to burn and eyes brim with tears.
“How could this happen!?” She silently argued with the voice in her head.
All she wanted to do was visit her aunt in Salem village and now here she was being accused of doing witchcraft. Even her aunt betrayed her once the blame came to her daughter that Y/n had been the one to bewitch her daughter!
It was a terrifying ordeal knowing she might not make it and would suffer the terrible fate of either being burned alive or being hanged. She shook her head at these thoughts, NO! She had to keep her feet moving. Adrenaline surged through her body making her hyper aware of her surroundings.
From afar she spots a light shinning from a cottage, Since she was on the outskirts of the village, she decided to sought refuge there. The occupants of the cottage were a married couple and their two children who ushered Y/n in after witnessing her disheveled form.
A sudden knocking steals their attention and the father moves to open the door but not before Y/n holds onto his arm, fear swirling in her eyes. “Please save me. I swear I’m not what they claim I am to be. I am being falsely accused” the panic in her voice was evident.
The father looked towards his wife before moving towards the door and opening it to find guards on the other side asking for Y/n’s whereabouts. While that conversation is happening, the kids lead her to a hiding spot. Once the guards leave she emerges from the hiding spot and thanks the family for their kindness. What she doesn’t notice is the sudden coldness in their eyes.
The warm stew offered to Y/n calmed her nerves down and she explained her predicament to the family who decided to let her stay the night.
The next morning Y/n opened her eyes but instantly closed them as the sun irritated her eyes. Her throat felt dry and she was suddenly aware of her bound limbs sending her into a panic. Her attempts of wiggling out went in vain. Opening her eyes once again she was greeted by the faces of the Salem village citizens who were giving her unpleasant looks.
She suddenly saw a poster with her name and a rough sketch and a large sum of money for whoever was able to capture her and bring her to authorities and suddenly everything made sense. If only she hadn’t let her guard down around the “kind family”. She notices her parents fighting the guards to get to her but nothing was working.
Losing all hope Y/n gave one last smile to her parents and closed her eyes accepting this cruel fate bestowed upon her. The sun above her was blazing like titans fiery wheel in the sky, the warmth of the rays reminding her of the hugs her mother and head pats her father gave her.
So with a smile plastered on her face, she bid her last farewell as she lost all consciousness. She was dead.
.
.
.
Or so she thought because she woke up for the second time that day. This time she found herself in an abandoned house covered in dust and as she was surveying her surroundings, a very handsome man entered her room.
“Hello! I see you are awake little lady. My name is Taehyung” he introduced himself enthusiastically but Y/n was left speechless because she had heard stories about him from the village folkes…
That’s right…He was Kim Taehyung. One among the only 7 men accused of witchcraft who had all managed to escape and were rebelling against the authorities unjust accusations. Many riots were started by them but no one ever saw them in the flesh. But you knew it was him who saved her life because no one else in the village cared if she lived or not.
“You must be wondering how I saved you?” Y/n almost instantly nodded her head with curiosity.
“Well… I will enlighten you soon darling but first we must get going. We are still on the outskirts of the village and there is a high chance of getting caught so come let’s go” he said. Y/n followed him without a word because she had no other place to go to.
Little did she know this was going to be one hell of a journey of her life…
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OFF THE TABLE - KTH | seven (m)
↬ synopsis: a horrific case from 1993 has resurfaced 29 years later, leaving kim taehyung & mei yuna to argue in favour of the public to keep the defendant in jail. the only problem? the pair despise each other.
pairing — taehyung x female oc
genre — fluff, angst
word count —4.3k
chapter warnings/tags — very domestic, kissing (just a little bit), past exes, oc’s mom lowkey fancies taehyung, sexual innuendos, some hostility, childhood trauma, mentions of abuse, mentions of mistreatment, overall a little sad for taehyung :(
a/n: this is a taehyung love club !
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A few hours later, Yuna woke up in a cold sweat. She looked to her side for her phone, checking the time just to see it was 4am. She had a huge headache and she felt extremely hot. Taehyung was still sound asleep and she did her best to get out of bed without waking him. Thankfully, she succeeded but almost stumbled as she stood on her feet. She threw on her robe and quietly made her way downstairs for some water.
Taehyung would roll to his other side, hugging the duvet closer to himself, still asleep, but something would tick him awake. He then almost immediately opened his eyes and looked around without moving his body.
The shuffling outside of the room was enough to let him know that she was probably going down because she was hungry. He huffed quietly and just laid there, waiting for her to come back.
Yuna stepped into the kitchen, heading straight to her little medicine cupboard above her toaster, opening it and stretching her arm up to grab the box, however she struggled. The box was too far deep in the cupboard, so she had to try and use her fingertips to inch the box closer to her.
Losing control, the plastic box fell on the counter, causing a pretty loud thump, making her jump.
Hearing this, Taehyung would jump out of bed and run downstairs in a panic. As he stepped in the kitchen and saw her all good and well and let out a sigh of relief.
“Can’t sleep?”
She looked back at him over her shoulder, her hands scattering to collect the sprawled out boxes of pills.
“Something like that,” she replies, shrugging it off.
Taehyung frowned and stepped closer to her, gently placing the back of his hand against her forehead.
“Baby, you’re warm.”
“Yup, I feel it too, I feel like I’m in an oven,” she grumbles, popping the tablets into her mouth and gulping down some water. “Maybe I got food poisoning, I don’t know..”
Letting out a heavy sigh, he pulled her into a hug, giving her a kiss on top of her head. “If you don’t feel better in the morning, I’ll take you to the doctors.
Yuna leans her head against his chest and nodding. "Gosh, this just had to happen at the worst time. We could be getting the date of the hearing anytime now. Imagine it’s this week? Fuck, I’m gonna have to call in sick in a few hours.”
“Let’s just hope you get better. If you don’t, I’m pretty sure Giana and I will make it work for all of us.” He pet her hair, kissing her head again. “Wanna try and fall asleep again? Maybe it will help?”
“Yeah.. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep in my room, it’s too hot in there. I’ll stick to the living room couch,” she tells him with a small smile, patting his shoulder and walking past him with a glass of water in hand, taking it to the living room.
Upstairs was always warmer than downstairs, and seeing as she was already burning, with barely anything on her body, the best choice would be to stay downstairs.
“You can go back upstairs..”
Taehyung frowned again, following behind her into the living room, “I wanna stay with you, to make sure everything is alright.”
His concern for her made her feel all warm inside. She rested her head on his shoulder, looking straight ahead. “I’m not a child you know. I’ve been sick before. It’s nothing I can’t handle,” she boasts, trying to lighten the mood. “But.. I appreciate it,” she finally says with a sigh.
He smiled softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, pulling her to his side. “Is it just a fever? Or do you feel like it’s something else?”
“I’m not sure.. it might just be a fever since I feel like I’m burning up. I should be fine in a few days though,” she tells him reassuringly, smiling lazily and closing her eyes for a few seconds to see if she could fall asleep.
Taehyung nodded and he kissed her head yet again. He noticed she was trying to sleep again, so he remained silent.
Yuna fell asleep within a few minutes with Taehyung by her side, indicated by her light snores. Normally when she got sick like this, she’d be a mess; fidgeting and moving about, struggling to sleep. It seemed that just his presence itself could make her feel a hell of a lot better.
Taehyung just sat there, watching her sleep peacefully. After a couple minutes, he fixed her a bit, moving to lay her down properly on the sofa, whilst he got up to sit on the carpet.
He couldn’t take his eyes off her, her symptoms were physically visible and he didn’t want her getting more ill.
When morning came, Yuna was still lying on the sofa. Assuming he was next to her, she had a look around, not seeing him anywhere until she looked down to see him fast asleep on the floor. She carefully knelt down onto the floor, brushing her hands through his hair to wake him up. “Tae.. you’re gonna be late for work,” she whispers in his ear.
Taehyung rubbed the tiredness off his eyes, slowly waking up after some struggle. He turned his gaze on her with a soft smile. “Feeling better yet?” He stretched, his arms above his head, hearing his bones crack in the process. His back was pain due to the uncomfortable position he fell asleep in.
“Yeah, somewhat better," she places her hand under his back, pushing him to sit up. "You’re so silly, you should’ve just slept with me on the sofa. There was more than enough space,” she scolds him, rubbing his back.
Taehyung stood up to fix his clothes and look at the clock on the wall. “Shit, it is pretty late. I don’t even have time to go home and change..” Letting out a heavy sigh, he fixed his eyes on her again, his smile making a comeback. “I’ll let sir know that you’re sick, so don’t worry about that.”
Yuna nodded and flashed him a small smile, standing up along with him and placing a small kiss on his cheek. “Are you going home after work or will you be coming back here?”
“I’ll probably go home to grab some clothes, but if you don’t mind, I want to stay here and take care of you.” He wrapped his arms around her to pull her into a hug, as he rest his chin on the top of her head.
“Yeah, no that’s perfectly fine..” His words definitely sparked something inside of her, making her feel all ‘lovey dovey’ inside and have her heart racing. She smiled to herself and looked up at him with so much adoration, she seriously looked like she was in love.
Taehyung would come back to her house after several hours, wearing a simple pair of black dress pants and a grey sweater, his gym bag full of clothes over his shoulder. He locked his car, putting the keys into the bag and gently knocked on the door, fixing the bag on his shoulders. His hair was damp as he just got out of the shower.
Yuna opened the door for him with a smile. Yikes, it felt like she was waiting for her husband to come home.
“I could open the door to this everyday,” she laughs softly, eyeing his wet hair and his choice of attire. She moves aside to let him in and close the door behind him. “How was work? I hope it wasn’t too hectic.”
As soon as he entered, he dropped his bag to the floor and pulled her into a very long kiss, one hand tenderly cupping her cheek as he made her stumble back into the house. Oh, he was latched onto her. The kiss was so long, he was close to just eating her face off, but he couldn’t let that happen at the front door, so he finally pulled away, out of breath and smiling down at her.
“It wasn’t too bad, but I missed you so much.”
How could he respond so casually like he didn’t just have his tongue down her throat. Yuna was still recovering, clearing the throat, “I missed you too. I didn’t realise how boring it would be being alone.”
Yuna left his side and went and sit on the sofa, looking at him expectantly for a few seconds hoping he’d follow, before her phone started ringing on the table. Her screen lit up, seeing it was her mother that called.
“Hey mom,” she says with a sigh, leaning against the sofa. It was typical of her mother to be such a chatterbox.
“I’ve got a pretty bad fever but I can handle it, you really don’t need to come over—” her mother’s words over the phone cut her off, insisting she come and take care of her daughter, which Yuna was not allowed to refuse.
“I hope that wasn’t an ex of yours that was calling you,” he heard her talking to someone, but didn’t hear good enough to know who it was.
“It was actually my mother. She was just checking up on me, then I told her I was sick and now she’s gonna be here in the next 5 minutes.” Talk about her mother only had her realising that this would be the first time Taehyung would be meeting her, and they weren’t even in a relationship.
His eyes shot wide open, as he took his time to understand her words.
“I’m aware this will be your first time meeting my mother, but don’t worry, she’s really easy going and fun.”
When it finally hit him, he ran to the door and grabbed his bag, then quickly ran upstairs. “And I look like a complete mess!”
Yuna didn’t have the physical abilities to chase after him, so she let him do what he must for a couple minutes before a knock was heard at the front door,!indicating her mother had arrived. Taehyung was rushing to try and look presentable but honestly, it didn’t matter. He could waltz around naked and he’d still look good.
She huffed and headed for the door, opening the door to be engulfed by her mother’s open arms.
“Yuna! Are you doing okay?” the older woman frets, squeezing Yuna in her arms and pulling away, her hands reaching up to touch her face.
Taehyung could hear the older woman as he changed into a polyester white button up shirt, leaving the first few buttons undone, exposing his tatted chest a little. He huffed and went back downstairs, forgeting to dry his hair.
Whilst walking down the stairs, he fixed his rings, making sure they wouldn’t slip off his finger, as he called out to her, “Yuna, have you seen my—?” He stops abruptly, finally being in the presence of her mother.
Yuna met eyes with him over her shoulder, not having enough time to appreciate his outfit. “Seen your..?” she trails off, waiting for him to finish his sentence but he didn’t seem to budge.
“Honey.. what is Mr Kim doing in your house?” she asks, staring at the man on her staircase in awe.
Mrs Meiknew him?
Of course she did, Taehyung was all Yuna would complain and bitch about everyday after work, and no matter how much hate she expressed about the man, her mother would always find ways to make him seem better than he actually was. The term 'handsome’ would be thrown about quiet a lot by the older woman.
“Ah, hello there.”
Yuna was just waiting for her mother to freak out, and it happened a few seconds after Taehyung came down. Her mother let go of Yuna and threw her arms around him, gushing over the fact her 'handsome’ work colleague was in her house. “Oh, Mr Kim! How are you doing? You shouldn’t be standing, come come, sit,” her mother ushers him towards the sofa, leaving Yuna dumbfounded at the door.
Taehyung didn’t know how to feel. Looking over his shoulder at his girlfriend, he forced a tight smile, before turning around to face her mother, sitting down on the sofa beside her.
“I’m fine, thank you, but please, call me Taehyung. I’m also sorry for being here whilst you’re visiting your daughter, but she’s sick and I wanted to take care of her. Apologies for any intrusion.”
The shock on her mother’s face was understandable. “Yuna! You never told me Taehyung was your boyfriend!” she gushes, gesturing for her daughter to come and sit behind her, which she hesitantly obliged to, taking a seat next to her mother. “Um, mom.. he’s not my boyfriend yet..” she whispers to her, hoping she’d understand and keep her mouth shut.
Taehyung’s ears would perk up at her words and immediately frown, raising a brow as he leaned back catch a glimpse of the girl from behind of her mother.
“Oh, I’m not?”
She smiles nervously at Taehyung, her eyes gesturing towards her mother and bringing a finger up to her lips for him to stay quiet. Her mother didn’t notice since her full attention was on her coworkers. She didn’t want to tell her mother she and Taehyung were in a relationship just yet, for the sake of her own being. Her mother would probably go into cardiac arrest if she got told now so suddenly.
He immediately understood, yet him being himself, he showed a huge smirk and rested his back on the sofa, as his hands landed on his thighs. “That’s not what you were saying last night..”
Her mother snapped her head towards Yuna, who couldn’t do anything but narrow her eyes at the man.
“Excuse me?”
Taehyung would simply shrug as he got up and fixed his shirt, still sporting that god-forsaken smirk of his, “I didn’t know you call someone you have sex with a ‘friend’, but alright.” He then acted all innocent, as he turned his gaze to her mother with a smile. “I’ll make us some tea, how about that?”
Without waiting for an answer, he disappeared, walking to the kitchen.
Her mother turned around to look at Yuna in complete shock. The older woman was going to question it, but Yuna stopped her, getting up from the sofa and and following him into the kitchen.
“If you’re gonna say something like that, you should’ve at least said it correctly..” she mumbles, standing behind him. “We didn’t have sex, I sucked you off,” she whispers, hoping her mother wouldn’t hear.
“You are acting as if me fucking you in your office didn’t happen, baby,” he winks at her, making a start on the tea.
“My mom doesn’t need to know that..” she rolls her eyes with a knowing smile and backs away from him, standing beside him and leaning against the counter.
“Shouldn’t you go to your mother? It’s pretty rude to leave your guest alone,” he raises an eyebrow at her, carefully pouring the steaming hot water into the mug.
Tuna rolls her eyes and heads out of the kitchen and back into the living room, thankful her mother was still on the sofa and not wandering around. “Taehyung is almost finished with the tea..” she tells her, taking a seat next to her.
“Honey, you know you can tell me if he’s your boyfriend right?”
Of course she knew, she trusted her mother more than anyone else in the world. “Okay.. so he is my boyfriend..”
Oh, the smile on her mothers face was to die for “How long have you guys been dating?”
Before Yuna could give her an answer, Taehyung was making his way into the living room with a hot cup of tea in hand, handing it to the older woman, who carefully took the fine china from him, so as to not spill the beverage onto herself.
Her mother briefly thanked him and took a small sip, making sure not to burn her tongue in the process.
“You make a very good cup of tea Taehyung,” her mother praises, showing him an appreciative smile. “I hope Yuna isn’t forcing you stay and look after her. I’m sure you’ve got a lot of work to do.”
Taehyung cocker a brow at her words, his eyes moving back and forth from Yuna and then to her mother. He frowned and cleared his throat, “What do you mean by that? Why would she be forcing me?”
Was it obvious he was growing a little tense?
“Oh it’s nothing bad! Her last boyfriends usually wouldn’t be around whenever she was sick, so I’d always come over and take care of her. This is the first time a boyfriend of hers has ever voluntarily took care of her,” her mother gushes, rubbing Yuna’s back gently, who smiled awkwardly ahead upon being reminded of her shitty exes.
“Ah, I see..” He then cleared his throat again, feeling bad for judging her mother too soon; he was getting mad at the lady and already got his guard up. He then shook his head, trying to get rid of the guilt in his stomach. “Well? I’m not one of her exes and I don’t plan on being one anytime soon. If she feels sick or needs me here with her, I shall be here with her and for her.”
Either Yuna was hearing things, or she was smiling like an idiot for no reason. Everything he said was making her heart race and her insides feel warm and giddy, and it seemed like her mother had the same reaction.
“Ah.. We’ll I’m glad. On a completely different note, I should probably get going. I only came over to check on Yuna, thinking she was alone, but thankfully she’s in safe hands, so thank you for that, Taehyung.” Her mother stands up, grabbing her bag and heading to the door.
Now it was just Taehyung and Yuna stood at the door. She let out a sigh of relief, thankful their first meeting went a lot smoother than she had expected.
“You good, Tae?”
"No, not really,” he responds dismissively, walking past her back to the living room and sitting down on the sofa with a huff.
He was too quick to jump to conclusions with Mrs Mei. Taehyung had to stop thinking that just because his mother was a bad person, it meant every mother was just as bad.
Yuna hesitantly followed after him, taking a seat next to him. "Do you mind..” she starts, tugging at her bottom lip, deciding on whether she should ask such an intrusive question. “Do you mind telling me about your mother? I mean you don’t have to, I understand she may be a sensitive topic for you to get in to.”
Taehyung would sigh, looking down at the rings adorning his finger and fidgeting around with them.
“No, it is fine. I guess you should know about my past if we’re planning to spend our near future together.”
Hearing him mention the pair spending their lives together popped another thought in her mind. So far, things were going so well with their relationship, she didn’t stop to think about her plans for the future with him.
Were they serious serious about this?
She brushes her thoughts away to the back of her mind, focusing herself on him.
He cleared his throat, turning his gaze on her, and showing her a slight smile. “Just— please, do not feel bad for me. The last thing I need is pity.”
Yuna nods quickly, knowing well she’d still feel pity for the man whether he liked it or not.
Taking a deep breath, he nodded, scratching his prickly chin, “Well.. My parents always wanted to have a son. My father owned a firm, similar to the one we work in, and thought only his lawyer son could inherit it. They didn’t have any luck the first time around, having my older sister, Imelda.”
In all the years she’d known Taehyung, she had no idea he had an older sister, and quite frankly, she couldn’t really imagine it.
“So they tried once again and, much to my dismay, they had me. They believed that I was perfect for their sick plan of fitting me into their dreams, but I wasn’t doing great at school. I prefered spending time with my sister, y'know, cooking and playing with dolls, instead of studying everyday and going to the firm with my father.”
Yuna could only nod intently at his words. Understanding how difficult it must’ve been to grow up and being forced to live your parents’ dream was not an easy one.
“After some time, they understood I wasn’t the perfect son they imagine me to be,” he swallows loudly, hesitating to mention the worst bit, not really wanting to hit her with something that would definitely leave a scar on her mind. It did explain how he ran away and came here after being almost being forced to partake in an arranged marriage.
She squeezed his hand a few times, noticing the concern and worry in his eyes, reassuring him that he could continue.
Taehyung was still hesitating to go on, and he couldn’t face Yuna, not after the bombshell he’s about to drop on her, so he turned away from her, resting his back on the sofa and throwing his head back to avoid her eyes.
“My father would beat me for any little mistake I made and I was treated worse than his guard dogs. If I got a bad grade, they didn’t let me have dinner and if I retaliated or even tried to run away, I’d be stuck in a state of constant fear, not knowing what he’d to do me next. And that wasn’t even the worst part,” Taehyung pauses, taking a moment to himself to collect his thoughts.
“My mother would stand there and watch. She wouldn’t even try to stop him.”
Honestly, Yuna was in disbelief. You’d only ever hear about parents mistreating their kids on the news, but it certainly hit her a lot harder knowing that he was subjected to such treatment. What’s worse was she couldn’t even do anything to console him since he refused to accept her pity.
"Are you.. still in contact with your parents..?” she asks quietly.
“They haven’t contacted me since I ran away. I only keep in touch with my sister, but I hear they’re in the city right now. My mother is from around here and I heard from Imelda her father finally died.”
Finally?
“Don’t you think you should pay your mother visit? I mean, it’s probably the last thing you wanna do, but maybe some catch-up with her would help?”
Taehyung sighed for what felt like the tenth time, as he hid his face in his hands. “I don’t know. I’m still mad at her for everything.”
She hums and leans back against the sofa with him. “Maybe.. your mother had no choice? You haven’t heard both sides of the story so you should sit down and get some answers, don’t you think?”
Yuna had a point. Taehyung was pinning a lot of the blame on his mother, maybe his father was hurting her too?
“Yeah, I think you’re right,” he concludes, standing up from the sofa, “I’ll call my sister and ask if our mother is here, and if she is..” he bit down on his bottom lip, looking over at her, as he hid his hands in his pockets, fidgeting with his fingers.
“…You think you can come with me? I really don’t feel like confronting her alone.”
She stands next to him, the pity she’d been trying to hide for so long, now peeking out. “Of course I’ll come with you.”
Yuna was going through her phone, waiting for Taehyung to come out of the shower, when a very important email caught her attention. She sat up in bed and opened the email, finally reading that the date for the hearing had been set.
3 days from now.
“Taehyung?” she calls out to him, getting out of bed rushing over towards the bathroom, which he was already leaving.
“Yeah?” He brushes the drenched strands of hair away from his eyes to get a better look at her.
“Look,” she hands him her phone to take a look at the email that was sent to them by their boss. “They’ve set a date for the hearing. It’s three days from now.
Taehyung merely gave her an 'are you being serious?’ look, "What? You’ve never been to a hearing before?” he pouts, pulling at Yuna’s cheeks and walking into her bedroom.
“Come on!! Are you not excited? Or at least scared? Worried? This is a world class case, you know. There’s gonna be a lot of press and we’re gonna have to do interviews, like how they do it in the movies.." goes on and on about it until they’re both lying in bed.
"Yeah, I know.” Taehyung kept staring up at the ceiling, and when he felt her eyes burning into him, he shifted his head slightly to glance at her.
“I can see many emotions coming out of you right now, but I must admit, I really wanna put a close to this case. It’s one of my least favourites to be honest.”
“Mhm, agreed. Hopefully after this, things will go back to normal..” she mumbles with a sigh followed straight after.
’Normal’ would mean.. Taehyung and Yuna going back to nothing more than work colleagues.
She didn’t want that.
“Goodnight, Taehyung.” She leans in to place a kiss on his cheek before turning her back towards him and falling asleep.
“Goodnight, love.”
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BTS as relationship sex
RATING 18+. mature
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SUMMARY exploring sex with each of the members while being in a committed relationship.
JIN
You’ve never wanted someone to be possessive of you, but for some reason you want him to mark you up and make you his. Leading up there’s a perfect balance of pouty and lovey Jin, his fingers skating up your sides, teasing touches, half-assed jokes.
And then something switches. Something in his gaze changes and you end up fucking in the kitchen whle dinner burns, his hand pressing down on your neck to hold you down as he thrusts into you. Think: dirty and domestic. And you better believe he’s into sensation play.
YOONGI
There’s a strange contradiction to this man. There’s a rush, an urgency to wanting him where you’ll let him have you wherever, whenever. But then once you begin, he takes his time. He’s there for a good time and a long time. Sometimes he lets his mouth run, spilling the dirtiest obscenities. And sometimes he’s quiet, fucking you in the bathroom at the party, hushing you when you whine, biting down on his lower lip. He prefers to fuck at home though, where he’s not rushed, but still will take you in a broom closet if he wants to.
NAMJOON
Half of the game is the foreplay. Days of foreplay. He buys you a dress with your exact measurements, and surprises you by renting out the entire gallery at your favorite museum. He’ll talk sweetly in your ear, hands roving over your body, murmuring about the artist, the technique, the impact. You’re half-blind to it all, and he loves seeing you swoon for him. He loves what he can do to you. It’s a little bit of a game for him, seeing how far he can push you before you break with need. And then in the car ride home, he’ll roll up the partition and fuck you, telling you over and over again, you’re mine, you’re mine.
HOSEOK
He surprises you when you learn about his jealous streak. He doesn’t like to let it show, but you know it’s there, swimming beneath the surface. And rather than asking him to push it down, you turn it into a game. The two of you are partners in crime, in business, in life, and one day when you’re out working together you meet his eye. Your hand falls on the arm of the photographer running the shoot for the day. You laugh a little too loud. Pay him too many compliments. This is exactly what you and Hoseok talked about, and you know his eyes are glued to you. It doesn’t take long for Hoseok to snap. Excuse me, Hoseok will say, butting in gracefully in the middle of the conversation, his hand tightening around yours. He leads you to his dressing room where he fucks you and makes you look in the mirror as he does. He wants you to see where your bodies meet, where your bodies are joined. When he kisses along your neck, he won’t leave a hickey, because he doesn’t have to. The whole world already knows that you’re his. He’s into showing off the most wild positions during sex, and would definitely fuck you on a balcony.
JIMIN
The man is obsessed with pleasure. His pleasure. Your pleasure. He wants to lay back and feel it all. He’s also determined to be the one who will make you feel better than anyone else in your whole life. He wants to talk about sex until it’s not talking anymore, he wants to be the perfect boyfriend. But there’s a dark side to him too. In his search for pleasure, he’ll run alongside his own and your own boundaries, teasing the line with a graceful toe. You never know what to expect from him, other than he’s aiming for multiple orgasms. He will probably tell you he loves you for the first time while fucking into you, even though he had the statement planned out for weeks with flowers and champagne. It’s an accident, but he doesn’t regret it, because you’re whining out his name soon after and saying it back.
TAEHYUNG
Brush your fingers through his hair. He loves when you take your time with him, when you lavish him in delicate attention, treating his body with the same love that you treat him with. He likes to tell you what to do, loves the creativity with which you play around his rules and expectations. Like that one time he directed you to undress, and you took ten minutes to do so. He’s delighted by your loopholes, he loves your brain, and even more than that, he loves pushing you over the brink as he fucks into you hard, and you pant out, I love you, I love you, I love you.
JUNGKOOK
Pain and release, in his mind, are inherently intertwined. He wants to push the boundaries of what you expect from him, going above and beyond in and out of the bedroom. He’s used to being the best, and it’s no different with you. “Accidentally fucking” is the norm with the two of you. Leaving parties early to fuck. Grinding against you in the club like he’s making love, the only thing in the way those pesky clothes. But he also likes to plan his accidents. Likes to play a part. Like that one time you started watching a movie and his cock “accidentally” slipped inside you. You had planned that, sure, but you hadn’t planned to come on his cock three times that night, as he grinned and pleaded, Come for me, just one more time, please.
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Jin:
A chuckle came from you as you passed the item that you were creating across to Jin, adding to his pile that he needed to finish off for you.
“What are you laughing at?” Jin asked you as he turned round to pick up another after he was done.
“You,” you smiled back across to him, “I wasn’t sure if you’d enjoy this, but you seem to be in your element right now.”
“It’s a lot more fun than I thought it would be.”
Throughout the production you had listened to Jin humming and singing to himself as he concentrated. “Do you have any idea how much time you’ve saved me stepping up and helping me out tonight?”
“Maybe we should change the store so that it’s ours, I can help you out more often then.”
“It’s mine,” you joked in reply, “all you’ve done is help me out for one day.”
Jin nodded back to you, “I can help you out more often though from now on, I didn’t realise that it would be this much fun.”
“I didn’t realise that all I had to do was give you a glue gun and you’d enjoy yourself,” you smirked, “who knew it was that easy?”
“You know me Y/N, I’m easily pleased.”
Yoongi:
You watched nervously as Yoongi looked over the merch that you were packing, noticing one of the parcels with a photocard of him in it.
“Can I sign it?” Yoongi asked you as he picked it up, taking a look at which card of his it was.
“I mean, if you want to, you can,” you laughed, taken aback by his question, “I might have to start charging more if you do that.”
“It’ll be a nice surprise for whoever gets it.”
Your head nodded in agreement with him, “hopefully if they open up the parcel to see that it’s signed too, they will leave me a nice review. There is so much negativity on my review page right now.”
“If it means that it’ll help your business, I’ll sign everything here if you want me to Y/N.”
“It’s alright,” you chuckled, “most of it is Jungkook’s merch anyway I’m afraid.”
Yoongi’s eyes rolled at your remark, “why doesn’t that surprise me at all? We should send stuff to remind people that I’m the best.”
“You’re the best in my eyes,” you promised him, “but whether you’re the best in the eyes of your fans remains to be seen.”
“They don’t know what they’re missing out on.”
Hoseok:
Your head shook as you looked over your list of orders, counting through it again and again to make sure that you didn’t miss a single one.
“Why do you always do this to yourself every holidays?” Hobi asked you as he looked at your paper.
“Do what?” You quizzed in reply, with not a second to spare to even look at him as you pulled out your design box from under your bed.
“Always put yourself under big pressure.”
Your shoulders shrugged as you began to get out what you needed. “I like knowing my gifts make the holidays more exciting for people, even if it does sometimes end up with me going slightly up the wall.”
“Is there anything that I can do to try and ease some of the pressure that’s on your shoulders?”
“A drink?” You offered, “I have a feeling that I’ll get through a lot of coffee.”
Hobi nodded as he stood up from your bed, “I’m going to stay for a while and keep an eye on you, not let you work yourself too hard.”
“I’ll be alright, this isn’t my first busy holiday season,” you tried to assure him, but Hobi’s head still shook back across at you.
“I’m staying, even just for the company.”
Namjoon:
You had turned the house upside down as you searched for the missing item of the order that you were packing, unable to find it anywhere.
“What’s wrong?” Namjoon asked as he walked in to find just about everything thrown aside.
“I’m missing a phone case to send to this order,” you told him, turning the cushions off of the sofa to see if it had slipped down there.
“Alright, let’s try and find it together.”
Namjoon placed his phone into his pocket before having a look around the house too. “It’s a pretty simple case design, just some nice flowers and spring things on it,” you told Namjoon so that he knew what to look for.
“It’s got to be here somewhere, are you sure that you’ve not taken it out of this room at all?”
“Absolutely,” you sighed, “I saw it maybe half an hour ago max.”
Namjoon continued to search, lifting up a pile of paperwork as something hit the floor, “I think the phone case might be located.”
“Thank goodness,” you hummed, glancing down to see the phone case on the floor. “Joon, you’ve just saved me there.”
“We all lose things from time to time.”
Jimin:
A proud smile formed on Jimin’s face as he took the badge that he had made out of the machine, holding it up under the light to check it.
“Is this right?” He asked you, holding it out for you to take from him to check yourself too.
“It looks perfect,” you told him as soon as you looked at it, checking it over and nodding your head at all of the fine details.
“How many more do you need making?”
Your smile turned up as Jimin picked up the things that he needed to make another badge. “Are you absolutely sure that you don’t mind helping me out doing this? Haven’t you got things to be doing for work?”
“I’m actually enjoying helping you out, who knew badge making could be so much fun?”
“I really appreciate it,” you told him, “I’ve been rushed off of my feet.”
Jimin quickly offered you a reassuring smile, “you know that whenever you need a helping hand, I’m always here to step in Y/N.”
“I do,” you acknowledged, “and you’ve dug me out of a massive hole right now too, I took on way too many orders this time.”
“We’ll get it done together, don’t worry.”
Taehyung:
His nose turned up as Taehyung read through the delivery details of the order that you had shown him, shaking his head in disbelief at it.
“Can I reply?” He laughed, keen to give the woman a taste of her own medicine in response.
“I’ve got to try and be professional,” you reminded him, taking your laptop back, “as much as I want to go and tell her to stuff her order.”
“I can’t believe some people are so rude.”
Your shoulders shrugged, having got through a few rude requesters throughout your years of running your shop. “There are definitely a few people named Karen lurking about ready to order on Etsy.”
“I can’t believe you have to do her order after how she spoke to you, it’s unfair on you Y/N.”
“It’s money,” you laughed, “that’s the best way for me to look at it.”
A sigh came from Taehyung as he watched you get started, “can’t you write a note in her parcel telling her to stop being such a misery.”
“I wish,” you smiled in reply to him, “I just trust that eventually one day their nastiness will come back to haunt them.”
“Just kill them with kindness instead.”
Jungkook:
His shoulders shrugged as Jungkook looked over the parcels that you had laid out across the living room, trying to make sure that each one was perfect.
“Are you going to post all of these tomorrow?” He quizzed, looking over your address stickers.
“I might only be able to do a few, my bag isn’t big enough to carry them all down,” you replied, continuing to add the final touches.
“You’re walking down with all of this?”
Your head nodded in reply to Jungkook, with no car, you had no other choice to get the parcels sent off in time. “I reckon if I walk down with some tomorrow and some the day after I’ll get them all shipped off.”
“That’s ridiculous, why don’t I drive you down on my lunch break tomorrow to get them all posted?”
“I can’t expect you to do that,” you smiled, “I’ll be alright walking.”
Jungkook’s head shook back at you, “I wasn’t offering Y/N, I was telling you. I’ve got time, and you need to get these sent off, right?”
“I do,” you chuckled, knowing that Jungkook wasn’t going to argue with you, “thank you for offering to help me out with delivering Kook.”
“It’s my pleasure, no bother at all.”
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Masterlist
Jin:
As you picked up the phone, you heard Jin tell everyone to be quiet. “Y/N, what’s your favourite song of ours?” Jin asked you, without even saying hello.
“I quite like Boy with Luv,” you replied to Jin, hearing plenty of commotion in the background, “why are you asking me that so suddenly, what’s going on?”
Jin stepped aside so that he could talk to you quietly, “for the episode, we have to guess people’s favourite things.”
“I’m sure that there are plenty of other songs of yours that your fans like though,” you quickly told Jin, not wanting him to use your answer to represent everyone.
The boys had already gone for it though, “Boy with Luv is a popular song, we’re going to trust you and pick that as the fan’s favourite too.”
“Don’t do that because you’ll blame me if you guys lose.”
“We’re trusting in you Y/N,” Jin laughed in reply.
A groan came from you, “keep me on the phone until you find out the answer, so I know whether to run or not.”
“Yeah, you might not be welcome at the dorm tonight.”
Yoongi:
You quickly paused your programme as you noticed your phone ringing. “Y/N, tell Jungkook to go and pick on someone else?” Yoongi yelled down the phone.
“What are you on about?” You laughed, with no idea what was going on as you heard Jungkook ‘s laughter in the background as Yoongi told him to go away.
He was pushed and pulled in two different directions as he tried to talk to you, “can you tell Jungkook to get another member?”
“Why?” You asked him, wanting to know what it was that you were supposed to be doing. “If you’re playing a game, then isn’t Jungkook doing what he’s supposed to be doing?”
A groan came from Yoongi as you failed to do what he asked. “Y/N, you’re supposed to be on my side, help me get Jungkook to bugger off.”
“Who’s he going to go after if he can’t go after you in the game?”
“I don’t care who he gets,” Yoongi cried out to you.
A chuckle escaped from you as you heard how desperate he was. “Sorry, but I think you might have to fight this one yourself.”
“I can’t believe that you’ve let me down like this.”
Hoseok:
Your heart stopped when you looked down at your phone and noticed Hobi’s name on the screen. “Y/N?” A voice called out, not recognising it as Hobi’s.
“Hello?” You quizzed, taking a moment to work out that the voice that you actually heard was Namjoon’s, wondering why you hadn’t heard Hobi’s voice.
A sigh came from Namjoon before speaking to you, “I don’t suppose you’re able to get yourself to the hospital, are you?”
“W-why?” You nervously quizzed, fearing the worst as you remembered what it was that the boys were filming, knowing just how physical the episode was.
Namjoon knew that you knew too before saying a word. “There’s been a bit of an incident, Hobi might have had a bit too much confidence.”
“What’s he done Joon? Or would I rather just not know for now?”
“It’s easier to show you Y/N,” he told you in response.
Your head nodded, grabbing your coat. “I’ll drive to the hospital now; I can be there in about half an hour I reckon.”
“I’ll meet you outside to show you where.”
Namjoon:
You didn’t know what was going on as you answered Namjoon’s call, hearing plenty of noise down the line. “Y/N, can you hear me?” Namjoon shouted to you.
“I can hear you,” you yelled back to him, “what on earth are you doing? I thought that you were filming for run?” You asked him, recalling Namjoon’s schedule.
A laugh came from him in reply to your question, “we are, but there’s a couple of things that we left at the dorm.”
“Let me guess, you want me to go to the dorm and bring them to you?” You asked, reading Namjoon like a book, knowing exactly what he wanted from you.
Another laugh came from him, “I wouldn’t ask if we weren’t desperate, but I promise that I’ll make it up to you for helping us out to get this done.”
“I can get to the dorm in twenty minutes if you tell me what I need.”
“I’ll send a text with a list on it,” Namjoon replied.
Your eyes widened slightly, “a list? How much have you left at the dorm? Did you not check before you left the dorm?”
“You know what we’re like, just a tad forgetful.”
Jimin:
As soon as you saw Jimin’s name pop up on your phone, you were worried, quickly accepting his call. “I’m exhausted,” was all that he said to you answered him.
“Is that all that you rang me for?” You asked him, shaking your head as you sat yourself down on the sofa, “why are you ringing me during the middle of filming run?”
Jimin could hear the panic that was in your voice, “I just thought I’d call and see how you are, what’s wrong with you?”
“I thought something bad had happened, you never ring me during filming,” you scolded him, taking several deep breaths to calm yourself back down.
A soft sigh came from Jimin as he listened to you. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you, I only rang because I’m tired and I want to hear your voice.”
“It’s fine, it’s my fault for probably assuming the worst straight away.”
“It’s nice that you worry about me though,” Jimin smiled.
Your eyes rolled at how excited he sounded, “of course, I worry about you, especially when I’ve seen some episodes of run too.”
“This one’s easy, even we can’t mess it up.”
Taehyung:
A sigh of relief came from Taehyung as you picked up his call, speaking straight away. “Y/N, we’re relying on you to get the answer right so that we can win a snack?”
“Answer right for what?” You quizzed, with no idea what was happening as you heard the boys in the background, their voices all muffling together as they all spoke.
Taehyung quickly shushed them before speaking again, “do you have any idea what the capital of Samoa is Y/N?”
“Isn’t it Apia?” You asked Taehyung, not even having to think as the boys all cheered on the end of the phone in reply to the answer that you gave.
Taehyung didn’t respond as he watched the production team, as their heads quickly nodded. “Y/N, thank you! I knew that you wouldn’t let us down.”
“I hope you plan on sharing some of those snacks with me for helping.”
“I’ll bring some home with me,” Taehyung promised you.
A chuckle came from you as the boys all thanked you. “I’m glad I could help, but you guys all owe me a favour at some point now.”
“We’ll help you out whenever you need us.”
Jungkook:
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you glanced down to see Jungkook calling you, quickly picking up his call. “Y/N, guess what, I got to come home early?”
“Did you win again?” You laughed, hearing in the background of the call that Jungkook was already on the road. “Shall I start getting ready to go out to dinner in that case?”
The smile on Jungkook’s face quickly turned up, “I reckon that I’ll be home within about half an hour at this rate Y/N.”
“Wow, you really did finish early,” you smirked, shaking your head as you realised that Jungkook was over two hours early to leave the set.
He couldn’t help but laugh knowing that the boys were still on set. “You should have seen their faces when PD told me that I was able to go home.”
“I can imagine that none of them were probably impressed with you.”
“I think they might have hated me,” Jungkook chuckled.
Your eyes rolled at how delighted he sounded on the other end of the line, “you’ll be in trouble when you see them at the dorm.”
“I’m the winner, I don’t care what they do.”
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Masterlist
Jin:
His eyes narrowed as soon as Jin walked into the studio and found Namjoon stood with his arms around you. “What’s up?” He questioned, watching as you pulled away from Namjoon to reveal your teary eyes.
“The runner might have made a little bit of a mistake,” Namjoon explained to Jin, “but don’t worry, I put him back in his place.”
Jin cautiously walked towards you, replacing Namjoon at your side. “What sort of mistake did he make? Has he done something to upset you Y/N? I swear I’ll get him.”
“It’s alright,” you quickly assured Jin before he got annoyed, “Namjoon’s already sorted him, he just made a bit of a stupid joke about my home.”
“He was having a go at you because you’re foreign?”
“A little,” you weakly smiled, “he thought he was being funny, but it was just offensive.”
A heavy breath came from Jin as he tried to stay relaxed, “what is it about people round here that they think they can insult you for being foreign. Are you sure you sorted him Joon? I can say something to him too.“
"I promise it’s alright, he won’t be opening his mouth again.”
Yoongi:
As Yoongi’s manager walked away, the tears quickly began to fall for you. “I’m so sorry,” Yoongi told you as soon as he heard you starting to sniffle by his side, draping his arm across both of your shoulders.
“I don’t even know why I’m letting that idiot get to me,” you sighed, breathing shakily as you rested against Yoongi.
A soft kiss was placed by him to the top of your head, “it’s alright to be upset, I’m upset too by what he said. I can’t believe he even thought to say such a thing to you.”
“How many other people must think it, but not say anything to me?” You asked Yoongi, watching as his head shook straight away back across to you.
“Everyone adores you, no one else is thinking like that.”
“I thought that he liked me,” you frowned, “but clearly, he’s got a problem with me, hasn’t he?”
Yoongi’s smile weakened as he met your hurt eyes, “if you being foreign is the only thing that people have against you, that’s on them, not on you. Some people are just made to be mean Y/N, you’ve just got to ignore them.”
“He’s definitely the meanest of the bunch too.”
Hoseok:
The slam of the door made Hobi jump as his eyes immediately looked across at you. “What’s wrong?” He asked, encouraging you to take a seat beside him and tell him what had made you so upset.
“That choreographer you’re working with is an idiot,” was all that you said as you wiped under your eyes with your sleeve.
Hobi’s arm came around to rest against the small of your back, “what’s happened? What have they said, or done?” He quizzed, picking up on just how upset you were.
“Essentially he’s just told me that it’s best if I go back home,” you told Hobi, glancing across just as his eyes widened in horror, “told me I’m no good in Korea.”
“Who does he think he is to say something like that to you?”
“I don’t know,” you hummed, smiling weakly at Hobi, “I enjoy being in Korea though.”
His head shook as he pulled you into his side, “just ignore him, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. You belong here, with me, regardless of what anyone else thinks. I’ll speak to him Y/N, I promise you.”
“There’s nowhere else that I want to be either.”
Namjoon:
Your body jumped as Namjoon dropped his chopsticks, staring across the table at one of his managers. “What did you just say about Y/N?” Namjoon challenged, keeping his eyes fixated on the nervy
“What?” The manager chuckled, thinking that he was just having a laugh until he noticed Namjoon’s tough expression.
Namjoon wasn’t about to back down as the manager’s laughter quickly stopped. “What did you just say about Y/N? If you think it’s so funny, why don’t you repeat it?”
“I was just saying how funny Y/N’s pronunciation is,” the manager smirked, “I mean you can tell that she’s a foreigner when she speaks, can’t you?”
“And why is that something to joke about? She’s trying to learn.”
“Alright,” the manager scoffed, “I didn’t realise that she needed you to stand up for her now.”
Namjoon reached across and took a hold of your hand, “Y/N is more then capable of standing up for herself. However, I will absolutely stand up for her too, she’s trying her best to learn, maybe you should learn too.”
“I’m sorry, I was only messing around though.”
Jimin:
Your body tensed up as soon as you caught sight of the director who had offended you across the room. “Is that him?” Jimin asked you, noticing how panicked you got when you noticed who was standing around.
“Don’t,” you told Jimin as he took a single step in their direction, “now isn’t the time or the place to start anything Jimin.”
His head nodded as he stepped back towards you, “I’m not going to let him get away with it Y/N. If it’s not today, then at some point I’ll definitely be speaking to him.”
“I’m sure he probably didn’t mean anything by it,” you tried your best to tell Jimin, “how is he supposed to know what might offend a foreign person.”
“I don’t care, he should think before he speaks to anyone.”
“Jimin,” you whispered, “I don’t want this to get you in any trouble, that wouldn’t be fair.”
He reached across and took a hold of both of your hands, “you’re not going to get me in any trouble, I promise. I’m going to stand up for you though Y/N, there’s no way that I can just ignore what’s happened.”
“Be careful though, please, for your own sake.”
Taehyung:
As he glanced to his right and saw you tense up, Taehyung knew that he couldn’t just let the producer’s comments pass. “Y/N’s not from Korea,” Taehyung reminded them, “what are you expecting from her?”
“I-I…nothing,” the producer stuttered, surprised to hear Taehyung speak up, not really realising what he had said to you.
Your hand reached under the table for Taehyung’s, trying your best to keep him calm. “You make mistakes too, and you’re Korean, but no one decides to call you out on them.”
“Y/N, I’m sorry,” he quickly told you, sensing that trouble was brewing, “I think I might just go and eat my lunch somewhere else, and leave you guys to it.”
“I can’t believe he had the cheek to say that to you, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry,” you whispered, “thank you for standing up for me though, I really appreciate it.”
Taehyung’s smile turned up as soon as he met your eyes, “no one gets to judge you like that and get away with it. Even as Koreans we’re not perfect, but people especially need to cut you a little bit of slack.”
“I’m sure he will now after getting told off by you.”
Jungkook:
You quickly wiped under your eyes as Jungkook walked into the room, smiling weakly across at him. “What’s wrong?” Jungkook asked straight away though, easily able to tell that something had upset you.
“It’s nothing,” you tried to tell him, but Jungkook’s head shook, “I probably took the comment to hear too much anyway.”
Jungkook took a hold of your hand as his eyes remained on you, “who’s been passing comment? It obviously must be inappropriate if it’s left you feeling upset Y/N, just tell me.”
“One of your managers,” you began to tell him, “they were moaning to me earlier because of where I come from, telling me that I’m not always doing things right.”
“No one expects you to do everything right, you’re foreign Y/N.”
“It appears that maybe one person does,” you frowned, feeling Jungkook’s grip tighten on you.
A sigh came from him as he tried his best to stay calm. “You need to point out to me who said it, I need to talk to them about what they’ve said. People need to be understanding of you, I’m not letting them hurt you.”
“I don’t want any trouble Kook, it’s no big deal.”
—
Masterlist
Jin:
“Y/N,” Jin giggled as you pressed kiss after kiss to his face as you hovered above him, encouraged to keep going by the sound of him laughing from underneath you.
As you pulled away, your eyes landed on the wide smile that was on his face. “Yes?” You innocently smiled, keeping yourself propped up on your elbows as his hands moved around you.
“I told you that I have to go to work, remember?”
Your head shook as you pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose, “work is for losers, stay here with me instead Jin.”
“I’d love to,” he chuckled, “but unfortunately there’s things that I need to go and do at the studio.”
Your head kept shaking in response to him, “you don’t get kissed when you go to the studio, why would you want to go there?”
“It just means that I have something to look forward to when I come home,” he tried to tell you, “you can save up plenty of kisses to give me this evening instead.”
You reluctantly rolled away from Jin, “I can’t believe you’re picking the studio over me.”
“I’ll pick you all evening long tonight.”
Yoongi:
“Stop,” Yoongi laughed as you pushed his cheeks together again, pressing a kiss against his forcibly pouted lips, chuckling away to yourself as the pout muffled his voice.
As soon as your hands came back to your sides, Yoongi’s hands rolled. “I’ve never known someone to enjoy kissing as much as you,” Yoongi smiled as you shyly looked back at him.
“I think it’s your fault for being so kissable.”
His eyebrows knitted in confusion back across to you, “you force me into appearing kissable by squishing my cheeks.”
“You love it really,” you joked, “I’ve never heard you once complain about me kissing you either.”
Yoongi raised his arms in the air, “no person would ever complain about being kissed, they must be out of their minds.”
“I can’t help it that I want to kiss you the most when you’re pouty,” you smirked, pushing his cheeks in again, “I mean look at how adorable you look right now, it’s so cute.”
Yoongi’s eyes rolled as you spoke, “why can’t you just kiss me like a normal person would?”
“That would be too easy, and boring too.”
Hoseok:
“Not this again,” Jimin groaned as he walked into the dressing room to find you and Hobi laid out on the sofa. “Is there ever a second when the two of you aren’t kissing?”
Your head nodded as you moved away slightly from Hobi, “we’re not kissing right now,” you teased, watching on as Jimin’s eyes rolled, unable to look across in your direction.
“I’m just getting my phone and quickly leaving.”
Hobi couldn’t help but scoff as Jimin rushed around the room, “don’t leave on our account,” he joked, but Jimin was gone.
“I think the boys might kill us one day,” you laughed, “you said that they were all busy rehearsing.”
Hobi nodded in reply to you, “I thought that they were, but seeing Jimin’s face then was pretty funny, you can’t lie.”
“I think the boys must think that all the two of us do these days is kiss,” you smirked, moving back towards him again, “I’ve lost count of how many times they’ve interrupted.”
A shrug of the shoulders came from Hobi, “I’m definitely not complaining if that’s what they think.”
“We do other things too, not just kiss.”
Namjoon:
“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Namjoon asked as he sat down beside you, noticing your teary eyes as a single tear sat in the corner of your eye, threatening to spill at any moment.”
You smiled weakly back across at Namjoon, not wanting to give him any reason to worry. “Nothing’s wrong, I’m alright,” you told him, only for his head to shake, unable to believe you.
“I can tell that something is going on with you.”
Your head shook as his continued to do the same, “what makes you think that something’s up?” You asked him intriguingly.
“You always kiss me when I come home,” he smiled, “but you haven’t done that to me today.”
An ironic laugh escaped from you, “are my kisses really the way that you tell whether I’m feeling alright or not Joon?”
“You kiss me so often, if you don’t, it’s always a sign that’s something’s up,” he told you, “so, are you going to tell me what’s going on so that I can help you out?”
Your hand came up to wipe underneath your eyes, “are you sure that you’ve got the time?”
“Of course, I want to help however I can.”
Jimin:
“Don’t you ever get bored of kissing me?” Jimin enquired as your hand came underneath his chin and brought his head around so that you could press a kiss against his lips.
Your head shook in reply to him, allowing your smile to grow. “How could someone ever tire of kissing you?” You asked him in reply, “I like kisses anyway, but kissing you is a bonus.”
“I’ve never been kissed so much in my life.”
Your eyebrows raised as he spoke, “I can stop kissing you if you want,” you joked, watching his head shake rapidly in panic.
“I’m never letting you do that,” he promised, “if anything, I think I want for you to kiss me more.”
Your own eyebrows raised in reply to Jimin, “if I had it my way, you’d never get anything done because I’d kiss you all the time.”
“You know, I would quite like that,” Jimin smugly smiled, “if there’s one thing that I could wish for more than anything else in the world, it’s constant kisses from you.”
A soft chuckle came from you, “what would you tell everyone at work when you fail to show?”
“I’d just say that I’ve got a better offer.”
Taehyung:
“You can’t work all night long,” Taehyung whispered across to you as he continued to place kiss after kiss along your jawline, slowly wearing you down into listening to what he had to say.
A sigh came from you as you kept looking at your laptop screen. “You can’t kiss me into stopping work Tae, not when I’ve still got so much that I need to get done for my assignment.”
“Your assignment will still be there tomorrow.”
Your eyes rolled as he kissed you a little bit harder, “why are you doing this to me? You know how much of a weakness all of this is for me.”
“Because I’m looking after you,” he smiled, “making you see that you’re working too hard on this.”
Your head shook as Taehyung began to pull your chair back, still kissing you. “I can’t concentrate when you’re kissing me.”
“Then it looks like my plan is working then,” he whispered into your ear, “come sit on the sofa for a little while? Let me look after you after how hard you’ve worked.”
Your eyes glanced up to look at him, “are you going to keep kissing me if I agree to join you?”
“I promise that I won’t stop for a moment.”
Jungkook:
“You have to let me breathe at some point,” Jungkook laughed as you continued to peck against his lips, refusing to step back for even a second as muffled laughter escaped from him.
You moved your head back, watching on as he let go of a deep breath. “You know you can breathe through your nose, right?” You teased, watching as his eyes rolled back at you.
“I’ve never known someone kiss as much as you.”
The corners of your smile turned up immediately, “who can blame me? Look at how adorable you are, who wouldn’t want to constantly kiss you Kook.”
“That is very understandable,” he joked, “I can definitely see why you find me so irresistible.”
Your hand hit gently against his chest as he stepped forward this time and kissed you. “You’re impossible,” you told him.
“Maybe that’s why you love me so much,” he continued to tease, pulling you back towards him again, “can we go back to what we were doing again now?”
Your head nodded in reply to him, “you’re not going to complain that it’s too much again, are you?”
“No way, I can’t get enough of your kisses.”
—
Masterlist
Sorry to Tell You This
// kth x reader
Sorry to Tell You This Part 15 / ?
“If your name is Taehyung and you have a girlfriend named Rose with long black hair and an elephant tattoo on her wrist, sorry to tell you this but she’s cheating on you. Her ‘work trip’ is just a cover to meet up with some guy named Jungkook.”
In the aftermath of your viral tweet, you’re forced to face the real-life consequences of your impulsive post; a heartbroken (and surprisingly handsome) young man.
Sorry to Tell You This Masterlist
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Sorry to Tell You This
// kth x reader
Sorry to Tell You This Part 14 / ?
“If your name is Taehyung and you have a girlfriend named Rose with long black hair and an elephant tattoo on her wrist, sorry to tell you this but she’s cheating on you. Her ‘work trip’ is just a cover to meet up with some guy named Jungkook.”
In the aftermath of your viral tweet, you’re forced to face the real-life consequences of your impulsive post; a heartbroken (and surprisingly handsome) young man.
Sorry to Tell You This Masterlist
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Sorry to Tell You This
// kth x reader
Sorry to Tell You This Part 13 / ?
“If your name is Taehyung and you have a girlfriend named Rose with long black hair and an elephant tattoo on her wrist, sorry to tell you this but she’s cheating on you. Her ‘work trip’ is just a cover to meet up with some guy named Jungkook.”
In the aftermath of your viral tweet, you’re forced to face the real-life consequences of your impulsive post; a heartbroken (and surprisingly handsome) young man.
Sorry to Tell You This Masterlist
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A/n: I hope you all liked this part. Things are moving along slowly but surely. As always, feel free to comment or send an ask about your thoughts on the story so far!
Sorry to Tell You This
// kth x reader
Sorry to Tell You This Part 12 / ?
“If your name is Taehyung and you have a girlfriend named Rose with long black hair and an elephant tattoo on her wrist, sorry to tell you this but she’s cheating on you. Her ‘work trip’ is just a cover to meet up with some guy named Jungkook.”
In the aftermath of your viral tweet, you’re forced to face the real-life consequences of your impulsive post; a heartbroken (and surprisingly handsome) young man.
Sorry to Tell You This Masterlist
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Sorry to Tell You This
// kth x reader
Sorry to Tell You This Part 11 / ?
“If your name is Taehyung and you have a girlfriend named Rose with long black hair and an elephant tattoo on her wrist, sorry to tell you this but she’s cheating on you. Her ‘work trip’ is just a cover to meet up with some guy named Jungkook.”
In the aftermath of your viral tweet, you’re forced to face the real-life consequences of your impulsive post; a heartbroken (and surprisingly handsome) young man.
Sorry to Tell You This Masterlist
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Map of the Soul Series:
Summary: Sometimes the universe has a personal vendetta against us. Or well… you in this case. You didn’t ask to go on a hunt across the universe to collect your broken pieces of soul, and you certainly didn’t expect to become aquatinted to 7 people (8 times over) along the way, finding a new home with each of them even if each version were so different across the planets in the vast universe.
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Destination one of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Aliferous
☆Definition:Having wings; winged.
Paring: Jung Hoseok x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:puppeteer au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: Waking up in an unfamiliar world is one hard pill to swallow, being told your time was limited and you had find a piece of your cracked soul was even worse, paired with the fact that the people in Gardenia were convinced you were an angel sent from above to help them with the recent dilemma.
Series masterlist : Coming soon
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Destination two of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Stellify
ﾟ☆Definition:[transitive verb] to turn into or as if into a star : place among the stars
Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:19th century au||jack the ripper au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: ???
Series masterlist: Coming soon
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Desitantion three of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Hiraeth
ﾟ☆Definition:[NOUN]: deep longing for something, especially one’s home
Pairing: Kim Taehyung x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:mafia au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: ???
Series masterlist: Coming soon
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Destination four of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Thalassophile
ﾟ☆Definition:anyone who loves the sea and the ocean.
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:daechwita au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: ???
Series masterlist: Coming soon
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Destinationfive of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Peregrinate
ﾟ☆Definition:[VERB] travel or wander around from place to place.
Pairing: Park Jimin x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:hybrid au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: ???
Series mastlist: Coming soon
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Destinationsix of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Solandis
ﾟ☆ Definition: a delicate flower
Pairing: Kim Seokjin x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:prince au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: ???
Series masterlist: Coming soon
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Destinationseven of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Cosmogyral
ﾟ☆Definition:whirling around the universe.
Pairing: Kim Namjoon x reader (ft. the tannies)
Genre:alien au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers || non-idol au ||
Series summary: ???
Series masterlist: Coming Soon
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Destinationeight of the ‘Map of the Soul’ series
Title: Serendipity
ﾟ☆Definition: [NOUN] the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.
Pairing: OT7 x reader
Genre:idol trainee au || fantasy au || isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers
Series summary: ???
Series masterlist: Coming soon
Map of the Soul series
Prologue: Soul
Pairing: Ot7 x reader
Genre: fantasy au || Isekai || fluff || angst || strangers to lovers ||
Series summary: Sometimes the universe has a personal vendetta against us. Or well.. you in this case. You didn’t ask to go on a hunt across the universe to collect your broken pieces of soul, and you certainly didn’t expect to become acquainted with 7 people (8 times over), finding home with each of them even if each version were so different across the planets in the vast universe.
Prologue word count: 784 words.
tags and warnings: will be added above each chapter.
Notes: this is going to be a long long long project. i’ve had the idea to do this series for years and now that my platform has grown a little (and i’m not a 13 year old whose grammar and writing is iffy) i think i’m ready to finally take on the challenge. each ‘destination’ will have multiple parts so its basically 8 series within the map of the soul series. chapters may be a little shorter than my other series/ writing just so i can keep a schedule and update regularly and its easier than writing 10k every week to two weeks.
map of the soul masterlist||aliferous masterlist ||part one
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soul | səʊl | noun 1 the spiritual or immaterial part of a human being or animal, regarded as immortal. • a person’s moral or emotional nature or sense of identity
The soul is one of the many components that make us… ‘us’. You and me alike; one of the fundamental pieces of any living being, be it beast or man. What is a body without a soul? or better yet, a soul without a body?
The simple answer: an empty shell, a ticking time bomb where each second is uncertain. Because the ‘you’ of this world is connected to the souls of the other versions of ‘you’ wherever they may be. And like any good story there is often a flaw in the system. And in each millennium, there is one unlucky person that the dilemma is forced upon. And they’re unaware of it until it’s too late.
The multiverse has never been a concept the people of our world took seriously, their focus on science and the development of technology that has, and will never be able to fully explain the worlds that live beyond us. It’s easy to depict a rough outline of what the multiverse may be like in far-fetched action-packed superhero movies. But they are only partially accurate, the concept of the multiverse lacking because no one in the world has actually met their counterparts. It’s impossible. That’s the universe’s first hidden rule about the soul.
Because souls are tricky things, in the making of a person, one soul is assigned to them, split up like slices of a tangerine and handed off to each of ‘you’ from a different timeline. An invisible string connecting each of you to each other, a way for each of you to never meet, a map being sketched out to pinpoint where each fragment of soul has landed and where exactly it is in the universe.
So, they’re all ‘you’ but each version is slightly different. Because environment has as much of an affect as genetic make-up and the characteristics that are imbedded within your soul. It’s expected that a soul is split and spread across multiple timelines, universes, places, another of the many hidden rules engraved into the universe.
However, every so often a problem occurs. Sometimes there’s only one body, one universe and one timeline, one place with multiple pieces of fragmented soul. When the soul cracks, a slice of that soul is assigned to one body, the other pieces being abandoned across the universe where the other versions of ‘you’ are meant to be but never were. And this poses as a problem, because slowly your body will start to pull the fragmented pieces of soul in, as each piece tries to weave its way into at least one version of you. They were assigned to you for a reason.
Either one of two things happen, the better option is: you are forgotten. With only one version of you, you don’t have your intended impact on your timeline and slowly those that you love and the current world that you’ve grown up in will forget you ever even existed. Slowly your body will start to break down, your reason for living slowly dwindling until the universe decides that you are a waste of space. Your lost pieces of soul slowly start absorbing back into the abyss ready to be regenerated into another being. And so, the only version of ‘you’ will slowly deteriorate. Until you are no more.
The second outcome is the worse of the two. Each fragment will try and pull you into its timeline, to absorb into the only version of you that exists in the world. And having multiple parts of a soul doesn’t pose as a problem, because they have technically achieved their intended purpose in being a part of ‘you’. However, for your fragmented pieces of soul to be absorbed, time warps, something akin to a black hole forming. And as your body is pulled in multiple directions at once, your limbs will be ripped from your body, and ultimately you die an excruciating death where no one knows what happened. You vanish from the face of the earth.
There is a solution to this problem. And more often than not the outcome isn’t favourable. How were you ever meant to know you were the unlucky one, whose soul had been shattered and left to lay stagnant because there is only one ‘you’?
And it seems that you are the unlucky one of this millennia that will face the consequences of the universes mistake.
Hopefully someone has the map of your soul so each of your fragments can be retrieved before you’re either forgotten or ripped to shreds by the universe.
Destination one: map of the soul one: ALIFEROUS
make it three | eleven
⨽ summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.
⨽ pairing: vminkook x reader
⨽ genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)
⨽ warnings: none
⨽ word count: 1.9k
⨽ a/n: how do you actually play overwatch?
“And we’re here.” Jimin softly sang, looking out the window at their apartment complex. “Can you wake y/n up?"
Taehyung nodded before gently shaking your body. "Wakey, wakey, y/n.”
“Wake up, princess,” Jungkook whispered, tapping your cheeks. “Hm?” You groaned, opening your eyes.
‘We’re here, princess. You can sleep more in our place.“ Jimin smiled at you before opening the door once it had parked in the parking garage.
"We don’t need masks or anything like that?” You asked, rubbing your eyes, and they laughed. “We don’t really need to, but if you want to, take this,” Jungkook put the cap on your head.
“Let’s go. We don’t want anyone to see us or y/n,” Jimin chuckled before hopping out. And you finally got out after him.
“Hm, we need to fix the cap. Can’t afford to let anyone see you,” Jungkook said, coming out after you.
“Can I?” He asked. You weren’t sure of what he was asking permission for, but you just nodded, too sleepy to give it thought.
Jungkook smiled before pulling down the cap and wrapping his arms around you, burying your head in his chest.
“I’ll let you go once we’re in the elevator, okay?” He whispered while Jimin and Taehyung chuckled.
’Are they clowning me?’ You thought to yourself. ’Or do we actually have to hide from the public eye?’
“Come on, let’s go in."
—
"So this is where you guys live?” You asked as the four of you walked through the corridor. “Yup."
"I’ve passed this building a lot of times. It looks just as good from the inside,” you giggled. “You think? Ah, there’s Minho Hyung!” Taehyung smiled.
You looked in the direction where Taehyung was pointing. “Is that Minho from Shinee?” Your eyes widened.
“So you know K-pop idols?” Jimin chuckled. “I know some K-pop idols. I just don’t know a lot,” you huffed.
“Hyung!” Taehyung called.
“Now we actually have to hide you,” Jungkook said, pulling down the cap and pushing you behind him.
“Ah, Taehyung-ah. How are you?” Minho asked. “Hello to you, too. And the person you’re clearly hiding.”
“Hey,” Jimin bowed. “Uh, we’ll head inside and let the two of you talk.”
Taehyung nodded before turning to his friend. “We live in the same building and on the same floor, but we rarely see each other.”
“I’m guessing it’s because of your busy schedule,” Minho said, flashing him a smile. “Congratulations on your success, Taehyung-ah.”
“Thank you, Hyung. But I think we don’t see each other because of your schedule too. I’m pretty sure you’re just as busy as I am,” he chuckled.
“Hm, I guess you’re right. You guys are preparing for a comeback, right?” Mingo asked, and Taehyung shrugged. “Don’t know. Maybe we are. Maybe we aren’t."
"Okay. I’ll find out soon,” Minho said, winking at him. Anyway, who was Jungkook hiding?“ Minho asked.
"Ah, that’s our soulmate.” Taehyung smiled.
Inside their apartment, you followed Jimin and Jungkook to the living room.
“Why did you guys hide me from Minho?” You frowned. “Hm, because we don’t want anyone to see yet. Even if it is an idol friend,” Jimin told you, sitting down.
“Is that even a valid excuse? It’s not he’s going to tell the public who I am and what I look like. I wanted to meet him,” you frowned.
“What’re you? A fan of Shinee? Are you a Shawol? Jungkook asked. "I wouldn’t say I’m a Shawol, but I occasionally listen to their music. It would’ve been nice to speak to him.”
“You can talk to him another time, y/n,” Jimin said.
“Do you know if any other famous idols live here?” You asked. “When did you realise he lived here?’
"Actually, as surprising as it is, many famous people live here. Celebrities, actors, actresses, idols. You bump into a lot of those kinds of people."
"Really? Is that we didn’t need to hide when we came in?” You asked. “We didn’t really have to hide, princess. We had to hide you.” Jungkook chuckled, causing you to frown. “So you guys weren’t teasing me?"
"Nah, we were. You being half asleep made it funnier,” Jungkook laughed.
“We were teasing at first, but then we realised it would be better to keep you hidden from anyone other than us,” Jimin told you before flicking your cheek.
“I need to prepare for some questions,” Taehyung said, walking into the living. “Done talking to Minho Hyung?” Jimin asked, and he nodded. “Yup.”
“Anway, why do you need to prepare for some questions?” Jungkook asked. “Ah, I told Hyung that the person you were hiding was our soulmate.”
“Heh?"
"Yeah, now I need to prepare for the number of texts the other Hwarang Hyungs will send me once Minho tells them,” Taehyung sighed, sitting next to Jimin. “Anyway, what do you you guys want to do?"
"Hm… y/n, are you still sleepy?” Jimin asked. “Hm, not really. I’m actually pretty hungry, though.”
“Should we order or make something to eat?” Jungkook asked. “I don’t mind cooking."
"We’ve been ordering a lot of food this week. Why don’t we cook instead?” Taehyung offered. “Are you okay with us cooking, y/n?"
"I’m okay with anything. As long as I get to eat, I’m good."
"Alright, we can make Jjigae or how about Bulgogi?” Jungkook asked, getting up from the couch.
(Jjigae - Korean stew)
“We had bulgogi the other day, so how about Jjigae? Kimchi Jjigae?” Jimin said. “Come on, you two. Let’s go make something to eat.”
“Doesn’t it take time to make Jjigae thought?” You asked, following Jimin and Taehyung to the kitchen.
“Not if all of us help make it.”
“Alright, I’ll marinate the pork belly with the rice wine and ground black pepper. Jimin, baby, can you please cool the kimchi. Uh, Tae, you can slice the brown onions and mushrooms. We already have sliced tofu. y/n will help the green onions when she’s done with the base,” Jungkook said as he washed his hands.
“Princess, are you okay with making the base?” He asked you. “I don’t mind."
"Alright, let’s get to work.”
—
“Hm, thank you, Kook.” Taehyung hummed as he took a bite of his food.
“Why are you guys thanking me? You helped me make it,” Jungkook chuckled before picking up his chopsticks.
“What should we do when we’re done eating? There’s still a lot of time before we should take y/n home,” Jimin asked.
“Hm, we can watch a couple of movies.” You told him. “Or we can play some games.”
“Yeah, games are a must. We can play some overwatch or COD,” Jungkook smirked. “Ah, yes. I’d like to redeem myself-"
"You won’t be able to redeem yourself if you’ll play against him in Overwatch or COD,” Taehyung chuckled. “You’ll get embarrassed.”
“You think I don’t know how to play?” You asked, putting down your spoon and folding your arms over your chest.
“You sucked at simple arcade games, princess. How will you beat me in a game these two can’t? Any they actually know how to play it,” Jungkook asked, leaning forward and resting his chin in the palm of his hand.
“Fine. Jimin and Taehyung can teach me the basics of the game. Once I know it, I’ll be able to win and prove myself.”
“Let’s bet on it, princess. If I win, you’ll grant me a wish, and if you win, vice versa, okay?” Jungkook offered, and you hummed in response.
“Deal.”
The four of you finished eating rather quickly so that Taehyung and Jimin could teach you the basics of Overwatch.
They spent almost an hour helping you while Jungkook lounged in their room, waiting for you to be done.
“Good luck, y/n. Someone needs to bring this boy down for once. We’re rooting for you!” Jimin said.
“Do you think you’re ready to play? Or do you want us to help you some more?” Taehyung asked.
“I think you’ve given her enough training time. Don’t worry… I haven’t played in a while, so I might be a little rusty,” Jungkook said, sitting on the cushion next to you.
“Team, or do you want it 1v1?” He asked.
“Hey, how will team versus team be fair?” Jimin frowned. “Just play 1v1. She’ll use my account to verse you."
"Wait, but how will you play 1v1 using the tv? Doesn’t y/n need to play off another device? It doesn’t work like Fifa, where we have a player(team) one and player(team) two,” Taehyung said.
“I think they’ll have to play in the game room?” Jimin said, but it sounded more like a question. “Game room? You guys have a game room?” You asked, and they nodded.
“Yup. now let’s go so I can beat you!” Jungkook exclaimed, getting up, almost skipping away.
“How many rooms do you guys have?” You asked as you followed them to their game room.
“This is a three-bedroom apartment. We turned the bigger spare into our game room since we game a lot in our free time,” Jimin told you.
“That’s so cool,” you muttered.
“Will you three hurry up? I need my wish to be granted!” Jungkook exclaimed, causing you to chuckle.
“That’s our soulmate,” Taehyung smiled. “He already thinks he’s going to win.”
“We’re coming!"
Once you were sitting down in front of one of the monitors, Jungkook turned to you with a smile.
"May the best soulmate win.”
—
“Unbelievable…"
Jimin gasped as he looked at your monitor. You, too, were surprised to see the gold capitalised words: victory on your screen.
"No, no, no, no!” Jungkook whined. taking off his headsets. “How is this possible? What?”
“Jungkook got beaten? y/n actually beat Jungkook?” Taehyung asked with wide eyes. “Seems so…”
“I won!” You exclaimed. “I actually won!"
"This isn’t fair! This is beginners’ luck! Let’s play for two more rounds, please?"
"No~ Our deal was for one round and one round only. We play more rounds for fun,” you told him. “But later, these games aren’t my kind of thing.”
“Well done, princess!” Jimin said, raising his hand to give you a high five. “It usually takes us a lot of rounds to beat Jungkook in 1v1. You did it one go!”
“Beginners luck…” Jungkook muttered. “Beginners luck.”
“Accept defeat, baby. Let’s just go and watch a movie,” Taehyung said.
“First, let me grant whatever wish y/n has,” Jungkook sighed. “What do you want to wish for?”
“Hm,” you hummed, rubbing your chin as if you were in deep thought. “I’ll think about it.”
Jungkooks mouth fell open. “Nah, you don’t even know what you want to wish for? Come on, y/n.~”
“What would you have wished for if you won, huh?” Jimin chuckled, placing a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder.
Jungkook blushed and looked down at his lap. He had a wish in mind, but he wasn’t sure if it really counted as one.
“Come on. What were you going to ask for, hm?"
"I-I would’ve asked for another date."
"Of course, that would’ve been your wish,” Taehyung chuckled. “We can y/n out on a date sometime next week, Kookie.”
“Where do you think we should take her?” Jungkook asked. “We can think about that later. Let’s go watch some movies. y/n’s probably waiting for us in the living room."
"Wait, do we have any microwaveable popcorn? Do we have snacks?” Jimin asked, and they shrugged.
“We should have some snacks. Not sure about popcorn, though,” Taehyung frowned.
“Well, we’ll see once we get to the kitchen.”
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make it three | ten
⨽summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.
⨽pairing: vminkook x reader
⨽genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)
⨽warnings: none
⨽word count: 1.5k
⨽a/n: beginning to become a bit fluffy i think :)
It had been almost two weeks since you went on your first date with your soulmates. And the three idols were rather upset that they didn’t get to see you often due to their schedules.
“What’s our schedule for next week looking like?” Jimin asked with a sigh.
“We’re actually free next week!” Hoseok cheered, causing their eyes to widen.
“The whole week?” Jungkook asked, and Namjoon nodded. “Yup. I can finally spend some time with Jaymi.”
“Have you not spent enough time with her? Jaymi has been coming during practices, and you’re almost always at her place. I’m beginning to wonder how Dispatch hasn’t caught you yet,” Yoongi huffed.
“That’s because everyone thinks I can’t drive,” Namjoon chuckled before taking a sip of his coffee.
“Oh my gosh! Since we’re off next week, we can finally see y/n, too!” Taehyung cheered, clapping his hands. “We should ask her if she’s got anytime next week.”
“Have any of you guys seen their soulmate?” Hoseok asked.
“I have. I’ve talked to y/n too. The girl seems like a sweetheart.” Jin said, causing Taehyung to send him a glare. “Lucky. I was hoping to talk to her, but Taehyung ended their call before I got to see or hear her.”
“So her name is y/n?” Namjoon asked, causing Jin to gasp. “You haven’t told the others her name?”
“How long did it take for Namjoon to reveal what Jaymi Noona looked like? He wouldn’t tell us her name, either.” Jungkook said, raising his brow.
“I was shy, okay?”
“Why would you be shy off showing us who your soulmate is?” Yoongi asked. “I’d show my soulmate off.”
“As if. You’d take the longest to give us any information on that person,” Jimin laughed. “Anyway, why don’t we call y/n once we get home? Isn’t she in the middle of a class right now?”
“Yeah, she’s supposed to be in the middle of a Sociology lecture,” Jungkook said.
“You guys know her timetable?” Jin asked with wide eyes, and Taehyung hummed in response. “We didn’t know it off by heart, but we have it.”
“Is that not… weird?” Yoongi frowned, causing Namjoon to chuckle. “Nope. When Jaymi was still working time, I had a timetable of when her shifts were.”
“That’s flipping weird.”
“I honestly think it’s cute. I can’t wait to find my soulmate,” Hoseok sighed. “Me too, Hobi.”
“Wait, are we done for the day too?” Jungkook suddenly asked. “You know your soulmate’s timetable, but you don’t know your own?” Yoongi scoffed, causing Jungkook to send him a glare.
“I know our timetable, hyung. It’s almost always changing.”
“Yes. We have the rest of the day off, Jungkook.” Jin told him, giving him a small smile.
“Jiminie! Tae! Why don’t we go to y/n’s school and pick her up?” Jungkook asked as he checked the time. “If we leave now, we’ll get there just before her class ends!”
“You’re right. Let’s do that!” Taehyung said, getting up from his seat. “Let’s not tell her we’re coming. I want it to kind of be a surprise.”
“Look at how excited they’ve become,” Namjoon chuckled. “They suddenly gained all their energy when they realised they’d finally get to see their soulmate.”
The four other members watched as the soulmates grabbed their things and rushed to the door.
“Shut up, Namjoon. You were just and still are the same when it comes to Jaymi!” Jimin exclaimed before closing the door.
—
“Mingyu and I are going on a date tonight! That should honestly make my Friday ten times flipping better.” Yeonjun groaned as the two of you walked out of your Criminal Law lecture.
“You haven’t been able to go on dates because he’s been busy with work, right?” You asked, and he hummed in response.
“Yup! So I’m happy we finally get to spend some time together,” he cheered, causing you to sigh.
“I wonder when’s the next time I get to see the guys. As far as I know, we won’t be seeing each other for a while since their schedules are packed.”
“Ah, that’s right… your soulmates are flipping kpop idols…” Yeonjun muttered. “Don’t worry, babe. I’m sure you’ll see them soon!”
“Hopefully, I will. Anyway, what do you and Mingyu plan to do?” You asked. “Also, where are we supposed to meet Yuna?”
“Hm, probably a movie night? I don’t want much, hey… Just some time together. And uh, we’re supposed to meet up with Yuna at the entrance.” Yenjun told you, checking his phone to make sure he was correct.
“I’m so happy it’s Friday,” you sighed.
This week had been a bit stressful, and you just wanted to get home and rest.
“Friday~ Friday~ Fri- Oh, who’s calling?” You muttered. “Junnie? Be a dear and take my phone out of my backpack?”
Yeonjun groaned before opening your backpack and taking out your phone.
“Who’s calling?”
“Uh, Jungkook. Damn, you saved your soulmates with their names?” Yeonjun asked, handing you your phone. “Yeah… is there a problem with that?” You frowned.
“Pick up the call, sweetie. We’ll talk about this later.” You eyed him weirdly before answering the call.
“y/n~” Jungkook sang, causing you to smile. “Jungkook~ What’s up?”
“What’re you doing? Like right now?” He asked. “I just got out of class with Yeonjun, and we’re on our way to the entrance to find Yuna. What about you guys? Just finished practice?”
“Nope. We’re looking for you.” This time it was Taehyung that spoke. “Looking for me? What do you mean looking for me?”
“We were given the rest of today off, and we came here hoping to see you. We’re parked in a parking lot, where there weren’t many students around,” Jimin told you.
“You guys wouldn’t have seen me if you’re parked there. I’ll come there right now. Uh, how should I know it’s you guys?” You asked, picking up your pace.
“When we see you, we’ll hoot. - And I’ll stick my hand out and wave!”
“Alright. I’ll see you three in a bit,” you said before ending the call.
“Looks like somebody will get to see her soulmates after all,” Yeonjun teased, causing you to playfully roll your eyes.
“You looked so disappointed earlier. Thought it’d be long before you’d see those boys again, but look at you! All smiles and stuff.~”
“Yeonjun… shut up, will you?” You groaned, and he laughed. “There’s a lot more teasing to come, babe.”
You let out a sigh and shook your head. “Anyway, so what do you think we should get for lunch? Yuna- shoot! The three of us had plans!” You muttered before looking at your friend.
Yeonjun smiled. “It’s okay. You see us too often to turn down once in a while chance you get to see those guys. I’ll tell Yuna.”
You smiled before giving him a hug. “Thanks, Junnie. See you guys whenever!” You exclaimed before running out the entrance.
“y/n! There you are- did she run past me like that?” Yuna frowned as she watched your figure disappear.
“Her soulmates are here. So she’s going to spend time with them.” Yeonjun suddenly said, appearing behind her. “It’s hard to believe she was upset earlier.”
“What the heck, Yeonjun? Don’t do that!” Yuna exclaimed, clutching her chest as she tried to calm her beating heart.
“Sorry, babe. Anyway, Let’s go get food, shall we?”
—
“Where are they? Where are they?” You asked yourself once you reached the parking lot.
“Let me give them a call-” *Honk*
You quickly looked up, and in the distance was a black SUV with a hand sticking out of the window and waving at you.
“y/n!” You couldn’t help but laugh before making your way to the car.
The door slid open, just wide enough for you to get in. “Come!” Taehyung whispered-yelled, extending his hand for you to take.
As soon as you were pulled in, the door was quickly closed behind you.
“y/n!” Jungkook exclaimed, shifting aside, creating space for you to sit. “Sit here. Between Tae and I.”
“Hey, Jungkook. Hey guys…”
“Gosh, you don’t know how much we were dying to see you again,” Jimin smiled. “Mhm!” Taehyung agreed.
“I think our hyungs were tired of us constantly asking what our schedule looks like even though we know,” Jungkook chuckled. “Anyway, how was your day?”
“The same…”
“This week was tiring, huh?” Taehyung asked, and you hummed in response. “I feel exhausted, and I just want to rest.”
“Hm… do you want to go over to our place?” Jimin suddenly asked, causing his boyfriends to look at him wide-eyed. ’Huh?’
“Our plan was to go somewhere. But since you’re tired, we can just chill there. Unless you’re not comfortable with that yet…”
“Anything is fine. As long as I’m with you three… I don’t mind,” you softly chuckled before closing your eyes as you got comfortable. “Anything… is fine. As long as I’m with you…”
The three males couldn’t help but smile as they watched you slowly fall asleep.
‘You must’ve been super tired, huh?“ Taehyung whispered, gently moving your head to rest on his shoulder. "Mhm.”
“Is this okay?” He asked, and you nodded.
Taehyung hesitantly wrapped an arm around you before pulling you closer.
’You two look cute,’ Jimin mouthed before turning to the front.
“Hyung… to our place, please.”
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make it three | nine
⨽summary: everything made sense to you, until it didn’t. you expected the name of your soulmate to appear on your shoulder the day you turned twenty one. and on the day of your twenty first birthday, that happened, but instead of one name, there were three.
⨽pairing: vminkook x reader
⨽genre: fluff , soulmate au , slow burn (?)
⨽warnings: none ( i think)
⨽word count: 1.1k
⨽a/n: i kinda hate this part. i’ll probably improve it later lol.
“Tell me why those three have been staring into the distance with stupid smiles on their faces?” Yoongi asked as he looked at the lost looking members.
“They went out with their soulmate yesterday. I guess something must’ve happened. Like a kiss or something,” Jin chuckled.
“Reminds me of how Namjoon. He was like this when he and Jaymi Noona started going out,” Hoseok chuckled. “Yeah, but I’m better. This is three times worse than I was. Literally.”
Finally, snapping out of his thoughts, Taehyung let out a sigh. "Did I act like this when the other two kissed me on my cheek?"
"A kiss on the cheek!? Acting like this because of a kiss on the cheek?”
“You wouldn’t understand. It’s from a soulmate,” Namjoon told him. “And to answer your question. No. You guys did act out of it. A lot, actually, but it wasn’t to this extent. I think it’s because the three of you were already close before you found out you were soulmates.”
“I can’t wait to see her again,” Jungkook sighed. “Me too, Kook.”
“Unlucky for you, our schedule is packed this weekend and next week. Good luck trying to meet up with your soulmate again,” Yoongi grumbled, causing the three to frown.
“Yoongi!” Jin exclaimed. “What?”
“Don’t worry, guys. I’m sure you’ll be able to see her again soon!"
-
"So… how was it?” Yuna asked. “Yeah! I texted you last night. Heck, I even called, but you never picked up!” Yeonjun whined.
“It was good. Beat the boys in a dance game, but then Jungkook redeemed himself in a shooting game. I also discovered that they suck at claw machines,” you chuckled.
“So… did anything happen?” Yuna asked, wiggling her eyebrows. “Yeah, like a kiss or something…”
“If she kissed one of them, I bet you it was Jimin!” Yeonjun scoffed. “Just because she met him first doesn’t mean he’s the one who’s going to take her first kiss. I bet you it’s Jungkook-”
“It was literally our first date! I didn’t kiss any of them! Actually, I did… but it was on the cheek and…, and they had their masks on,” you told them as a pink tint spread on your cheeks.
“Now, why would you do that?” Yuna asked with wide eyes. “Why didn’t you pull their masks down, huh? At least one of them?"
"I couldn’t have possibly done that. I don’t even know how I mustered up the courage to kiss the guys on their cheeks!” Yeonjun let out a sigh as he sunk into his seat. “You’re hopeless. Way worse than I was."
"What? You had one soulmate. I have three,” you grumbled. “Such a comparison is unfair."
"When do you think the next time you guys will go out is?” Yuna asked. “I don’t know, honestly. The guys are idols, and I’m sure they’ve got busy schedules. It’ll honestly depend on the next time they’re free."
"Next time you go out, make a bolder move, babe. Like hold hands or- wait, did you even hold hands with any of them?” Yeonjun asked, and you slowly shook your head. “No…"
"Oh my gosh, and here we were thinking you would’ve already kissed them-"
"Come on! It was our first date. Why would you think that?” You groaned. “It was my first time going on a date…"
"Fine, but who do you actually think will be your first kiss-"
"We will not talk about that!"
-
"I’ve just gotten in,” you told him as you kicked off your shoes before closing the door behind you.
Taehyung had decided to give you a call just before you reached your apartment door.
“Good. How was your day?” he asked. “Hm, it was good. I didn’t have many lectures to attend today,” you said, making your way to your bedroom. “You? How was your day?"
"It was good too. We didn’t have dance practice today.”
“Do you not like your dance practices?” You asked with a chuckle. “Hm, not always. Sometimes it’s nice, but it can be really tiring. I just want to go on holiday,” Taehyung softly whined.
You let out a soft sigh as you plopped onto your bed. “When do you think you’ll get a break?”
“Not anytime soon. We’re preparing for our comeback… so yeah- Tae? Who are you on the phone with?” Your brows furrowed in confusion at the new voice. It didn’t sound like any of your other soulmates, so it was probably one of his members.
“With my soulmate- Oh? The one you just found?. Switch to video call. I wanna see her!"
"Sorry, y/n. Is it okay if we switch to video call? One of my older members would like to see you,” Taehyung asked. “Yeah, sure.”
“Hi,” you waved as soon as the call switched to video. “Hi.”
“Aye, look at you taking screenshots,” the male behind Taehyung chuckled. “Hyung…”
“Hi, there, pretty. My name’s Seokjin. Kim Seokjin but everyone just calls me Jin. Nice to meet you,” he introduced himself. “Nice to meet you too, Jin. My name’s y/n."
"You know, your soulmates were so out of it today. They kept staring into nothing with stupid smiles on their faces-"
"Hyung…” Taehyung interrupted, sending his friend a glare but Jin didn’t seem fazed by it at all. “Because you kissed them on the cheek. What made it funnier was all of them were out of it.” Jin laughed, which also caused you to laugh.
“Stop embarrassing us, hyung.”
“It’s not embarrassing, Tae. I’m sure y/n find it cute. Don’t you y/n?” Jin asked. “I do find it cute, actually,” you giggled, causing Taehyung to blush. “Awe, you’re blushing.~"
"Can you let us talk in peace?” He groaned, which only made Jin laugh. “I can’t wait to do this to you when you find your soulmate.”
“Pfft, as if I’d let you. Y- Jin, hyung! Where are you? I need your help!”
“Yes, go to wherever you’re needed and leave us alone,” Taehyung grumbled, causing you to giggle.
“Fine. It was nice talking to you, y/n. Let me do what this kid wants and leave you two alone. Bye, pretty~” Jin sang. “Bye, Jin."
"Flipping, finally,” Taehyung muttered before giving you a smile. “Sorry about that. He likes to tease us sometimes."
"It’s okay. Yuna and Junnie are like that too-”
“Oooh, who you’re on the phone with?” A new voice said. “I swear to God… why won’t you guys talk to y/n in peace?” Taehyung groaned, and you giggled. “y/n? Your soulmate? The one guys were gushing over? Oh, can I see her?”
“Oh my God! Remind me to never call you when I’m at the dorm, okay?"
"Okay,” you said with a laugh. ‘Looks like having him and the other two as my soulmates is going to be eventful.’
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Jung Hoseok x Y/N
Hoseok is an underground rapper well known in the industryindustrie. Thanks to that he can’t be very loud or public about his… Special kink…
One day while scrolling through twitter he finds out about “nsfw twitter” where Y/N and her 2 friends sell kinky stuff.
Y/N turns out to fulfill his deepest fantasies.
Genre: SocialMedia!AU, Smut, Angsty
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Sexy Killer
Pairing: Kim Taehyung x reader
Theme: Crime au! fluff, angst, etc, etc.
Warning: None
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“For the record, killing people: not sexy,” Taehyung signed as he looked own at Yn’s bloody hands, pulling out a handkerchief, he handed it to her, turning away from the gruesome sight.
“ButI am sexy, right?” Yn asked, following after him, a smile on her face as she trailed along. She was born for this life, it was one of the first things he had realized about her. She loved doing this, the feeling of a weapon in hand, slicing through the gut of anyone who dared to object to anything she said.
“Yes, you are sexy, but what you do is NOT sexy,” He admitted as Yn hummed, skipping along as they head towards the car. Taehyung checked the time. Two more minutes, he counted each second. They were already in the car by the time the building exploded, glass shattering, and people screaming, it sounded like a successful mission to them.
“You’re not very sexy either, you know,” She taunted with a mischievous grin. He smiled as he maneuvered the wheel. He wasn’t quite sure where they were supposed to go, he was hoping Yn would come up with a place to go.
“Where are we going?” Yn asked as she yanked at her hoodie, splattered with blood, tossing it out of the window into the field they were passing by. He shrugged, “I was hoping you’d know,” was his reply.
They both decided to call the other members to see if anyone would be willing to give them shelter for the night. Stopping at a Walmart, the two of them walked in, wearing the extra pair of clothes they had bought with them.
Yn casually strolled around the store, her hands in her pockets, pretending to check the prices, she scanned for cameras and staff, planning her moves carefully. Taehyung was doing the same in the food and fuel aisle.
The two of them met at the back of the store, away from staff and cameras, none of them talking, a firm nod towards each other confirmed that they got everything they need. Yn was the one who went to the counter to get the stuff she picked billed.
A pack of gum, a chocolate bar, and lipstick. The cashier didn’t seem to care about what Yn bought, only seeming annoyed for having customers so late at night. She took the 5$ note Yn shoved into her hand without saying a word.
Yn was quick to grab her things, heading towards the car that was waiting for her. “Did you get it?” Taehyung confirmed as he pulled out of the parking lot, Yn thought he looked very sexy with one hand on the wheel and the other on the back of her seat. Yn nodded as she sat comfortably as he pulled away from her to hand her the pack of Oreos he had managed to grab undetected.
“Yeah,” Yn answered, pulling out the burner phone from inside her hoodie. They quickly activated it before thinking of who to call first. Yoongi was their first choice, of course, but his phone was picked up by his assistant, who informed them that he was interrogating someone and would be back in a while.
They decided to call Hoseok next, knowing that it would take ages for Yoongi to finish his interrogation. Hobi was a good man, always opening his doors for the two of them, giving them snacks and fresh clothes, and going the extra mile to make sure the two of them were comfortable. But the answer here was no, Hobi had a raid on his house last night and he had gone off the radar for protection.
Yn signed as she hung up after making sure he was okay. “Who next?” She asked, Taehyung thought for a moment before suggesting Jimin. Yn dialed the number, the phone rang for a moment before going dead. She tried again-still no answer.
There were similar responses from the other members, Jin was abroad, settling a deal and Jungkook was on a mission and Namjoon was busy with planning the net mission.
Taehyung signed deeply as Yn hung up after the call with Namjoon. They were supposed to get rid of the car soon and they couldn’t do that if they didn’t have a place to stay the night at. That was when he got an idea.
He quickly revved up the car, letting the engine heat up for a moment before taking the road up the hill. “Where are we going?” Yn asked, offering him a piece of gum. “What do you think of sleeping under the stars?” He asked, Yn’s eyes widened, “Is that what we’re going to do?” Yn questioned.
He just grinned at her before instructing her to take all their things which were scattered all over the car. Yn did as told while he drove uphill, rushing them out of the city and into the country side.
They came to an empty road with no houses in sight. Taehyung killed the engine, stepping out and going to the other side to help Yn with their things which included air pillows, a blanket along with snacks, weapons and explosives. He took Yn’s hand in his as he led the way, leaving the car where it was. They climbed a tiny hill before deciding on a spot to settle down for the night.
It was in the middle of an empty path of grass, no sight of any people around them. The two of them set up their spot with ease, spreading the blanket and setting the pillows above. Yn dropped the rest of the stuff on the blanket, deciding to get rid of the car and then go to sleep.
The two of them went back to the car, a lighter in Tae’s hand. He lit up a piece of paper, opening the fuel tank of the car, he dropped it in. Yn immediately stepped back and so did he as the car quickly caught flames. They went back to their little picnic, laying down on the blanket, they snuggled close to each-other, Tae’s arm wrapped around her waist and Yn’s leg on his, as they shared a pack of gummy bears.
Taehyung could feel himself go soft as he saw Yn struggle to stay awake. His insomnia meant that he would be up all night, but she was adorable for wanting to keep him company. He watched in amusement as Yn’s head tilted to the side as she slowly fell asleep, using his arm as her personal pillow.
“I love you,” He whispered as he toyed with her hair, sure, she was a dangerous woman, but to him she was pretty little Yn, a beautiful girl who made killing look sexy.
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“They look cute, don’t they”
*click, click, snap, snap*
“I think we should wake them up and get them home”
“Yes, I think so too”
Yn woke up at the noise, struggling to open her eyes, she pulled away from Taehyung’s warm and soft body. “Morning sweet cakes, did you enjoy sleeping in Taehyung’s arms all night?” Jimin asked, struggling to hold in his laughter at Yn’s state of disarray.
Yn nodded, not really paying attention to the question to them. She looked like she wanted to lay back down. “Wake up,” Jin grunted as he yanked Yn to her feet while Jungkook tried to get Taehyung to wake up.
Namjoon decided to pair them together more often.
블랭키는 어딨어? Where’s your blankie?
Description: Jin is left alone with his daughter and he calls on his best friends for some company. Namjoon is still a little unfamiliar as to how to interact with a baby.
Warnings: None
Genre: Fluff, Dad!Jin with Uncles!BTS
Word Count: 1.5k
“Should we go let your uncles in?” Jin coos and picks up Yerin. Settling her on his hip, he carries her over to the front door where the boys had been rapidly knocking before Yoongi’s muffled scolding voice stopped them.
Unlocking the door, Jin reveals the six smiling guys who are excited to spend some time with their non-blood related niece.
“Hey, I wasn’t expecting you guys for another hour.” Jin comments and side steps to let the guys in.
“We told you we were coming at 1, didn’t we?” Hobi questions, plopping himself onto the couch quickly.
“You said 2.” Jin says as Taehyung stops in front of him and waves at Yerin with a sweet smile. She gets shy from the attention and presses closer to Jin’s chest.
“Oh, Yerin.” Jin readjusts his grip on his daughter, “It’s Uncle Tae. Say hi.” He tries to coax her into saying hello but she just buries her face into Jin’s shirt. “Alright alright.” Jin bounces up and down and rubs her back soothingly.
Taehyung closes the door once everyone’s inside and Jin makes his way to the living room where the others have settled themselves.
“I swear we said 1…” Hobi trails off looking through their very chatty group chat room.
Jin shrugs, “It’s whatever. You’re here now.”
“So how is baby duty without (y/n) around?” Jimin asks while Jin sits on the floor and sets Yerin down on her soft playmate.
“It’s not as bad as I thought it would be.” Jin answers, “Plus I can rope you guys into helping me so it’s not that difficult.” He teases while keeping an eye on Yerin as she crawls across the mat towards her toys.
“Who said we’re getting roped in?” Jungkook asks, looking wide eyed and playing with Yerin as she giggles at him.
“I got roped in.” Yoongi throws an arm over his eyes as he leans back on the couch.
“Keep it in, whiny.” Jimin throws Yoongi a glare and switches back to a loving uncle before Yerin can see.
Jin chuckles and lays back on the floor with an exhausted sigh. “She’s gotta take a nap soon so if the three youngens could tire her out, that’d make my life so much easier.”
“Oh, hyung,” Jungkook sits up straight with a calm expression and a hand up, “I’ve had three coffees already today, I will tire out this child like it’s nobody’s business.”
“He’s the energizer bunny.” Taehyung giggles and gives Yerin an open mouthed smile as she makes her way over to him.
“When is he not?” Jin questions and turns his head to watch his daughter tap her hands against Taehyung’s legs.
Namjoon opens his mouth to answer the question but closes it again when he realizes that he can’t recall a time when Jungkook isn’t at least a little energizer bunny.
Yoongi and Hobi chuckle at Namjoon while Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook focus their attention on Yerin who’s now crawling her way to Jimin because he has her favorite toy in his hand.
“So what is the wife up to today?” Yoongi asks.
“(y/n)’s at a spa day with her friends.” Jin answers.
“Ooh, the spa sounds really nice.” Namjoon sighs, “Hey, we should go next week.”
“Next week when?” Hobi questions, “We’re booked like 24/7.”
“Okay, what about the- oh wait, we have the recording that week.” Namjoon corrects himself mid sentence.
Jin chuckles, “We’ll find a time. Eventually.”
“Yeah, when we’re all old and tired.” Yoongi deadpans and Jungkook quickly covers Yerin’s ears.
“Hey, there is a child here.” He throws a glare at Yoongi, releasing Yerin’s ears from his grasp.
“Says the child.” Jimin laughs which earns him a light slap from Jungkook.
Taehyung quickly places a hand in front of Yerin’s eyes as she stares at the two youngest members. “Guys, watch the violence. The baby shouldn’t learn those things.”
Jin waves a hand at the maknae line, “It’s fine. She’s attacked me and stepped on me and has hit places that I have since become very protective over.”
“Dadda.” Yerin says, turning and noticing Jin talking and laying on the floor. She crawls over with bright eyes and an even brighter smile.
She reaches Jin quickly and leans against his stomach.
“Hiya, Yerin.” Jin pokes her cheek, “Are you having fun with your uncles?”
Yerin giggles and Jin, and the other guys, take that as a ‘yes.’
“Where’s your blankie?” Jin asks with wide eyes.
“Blankie…” Yerin trails off and looks around to room. She quickly spots the blanket in Namjoon’s hands and makes her way over to him.
“Do you guys want anything to drink?” Jin asks, sitting up, “Once she’s down for her nap, the coffee machine is out of commission. Too loud.” He explains.
“Coffee.” Yoongi raises his hand.
“Same here.” Taehyung adds and Jimin raises his hand as well.
Jungkook rises to be kneeling but Jin shuts him down.
“No more coffee for you.” He gives Jungkook a pointed look.
Jungkook lowers himself to sit on his heels in silent defeat.
Jimin teases Jungkook as Jin makes his way into the kitchen to prepare four cups of coffee, the fourth being for himself. Yerin had him up at 5am.
Meanwhile, back in the living room, Namjoon is playing with Yerin under the watchful eyes of literally everyone in the room. They know he doesn’t mean to be a clutz but they are still watchful incase anything should happen. So far so good as Yerin is laughing and smiling at Namjoon as he twirls her blanket around her head.
With his confidence growing, Namjoon plays with her more and starts poke her tummy. With one little poke, he momentarily forgets to use his baby voice and reverts to a lower tone.
Yerin pauses and just stares at him.
Namjoon is still thinking she’s enjoying it.
Yerin’s lips start to frown.
Namjoon is confused.
Yerin’s bottom lip starts to tremble and her eyes turn downwards.
Namjoon is now panicking. She’s gonna cry and the fact that it was his fault has his eyes wide.
Just as the first cry sounds from her mouth, Taehyung quickly scoops her up in his arms and bounces her up and down in an attempt to soothe her crying.
“Oh, it’s okay. It’s okay.” Taehyung coos as Yerin continues to cry and Namjoon still sits so confused as to what made her cry.
Jimin, Jungkook, and Hobi on the other hand cannot contain their laughter at their leader.
“What did I do?” Namjoon wonders, a little sad that he made his niece cry.
“You’re face must’ve scared her.” Jimin laughs out and Jin appears in the room to check on why his daughter is suddenly crying.
Yoongi pushes Jimin over with his foot before explaining to Namjoon, “You’re voice dropped like three octaves for a second and I think the switch scared her.”
Jin takes a sniffling Yerin from Taehyung’s arms and she clings to her father tightly. “It was probably that.” Jin tells Namjoon, “She’s not quite used to my lower ranger either. I still scare her sometimes.” He chuckles and leans back to wipe Yerin’s tears away with his sleeve.
Taehyung comes around behind Jin and strokes Yerin’s cheek softly. Her eyes slowly blink as sleep begins to sweep her away.
“Is it nap time?” Taehyung coos at her and her only response is to blink her eyes slowly at him.
“I think it is.” Jin answers instead and holds her close to his body then turns his attention to the males in his living room, “Coffee’s made. Pour it yourself and don’t let Jungkook near it.”
Hobi grabs Jungkook’s shoulders, holding him in place, “I got it!”
Since her uncles had played with her for a bit, Yerin is put down for her nap in record time and Jin is quickly able to join his best friends in the living room.
“Sorry for makin’ her cry.” Namjoon says as Jin settles onto the couch with his cup of coffee.
“Don’t be.” Jin says after taking a sip, “She’ll grow out of it. And trust me when I say I’ve made her cry more time than I care to admit for things smaller than a voice change.”
“Like what?” Jimin asks, amusement in his eyes.
Jin leans back in thought before answering, “I once touched her pinkie when we were playing and she bawled. I couldn’t even calm her down. (y/n) had to calm her down.”
“It’s from being raised by a giant baby.” Hobi jokes.
“I am not a child.” Jin defends him then quickly corrects himself, “Er, most of the time I’m not.”
“My wife says I need to spend more time with babies.” Namjoon nods at himself, “Turns out I do.”
Jin sets a hand on Namjoon’s shoulder, “When you become a father, instincts will kick in and you’ll do just fine.”
“Wow,” Yoongi jokes with his mouth agape, “The baby became the father in a split second.”
