pairing(s): yoongi x male wiyllt —important: this drabble contains m/m pairing and no reader. yes, the male OC is male whatifyoulivelikethat aka a male fictional version of the author / me; part the dionysus au
Min Yoongi knew the Twitter user yourowndionysushad been getting involved with Jeon Jungkook’s sex life. He was, after all, the one who introduced them in the first place since he knw the man with the dark, dark eyes… very well.
Min Yoongi watched those dark, dark eyes look away from him, shielded by the curtain of black on the left side of his face. The other male’s lips were dark mauve from Yoongi’s teeth.
“I gotta go.”
He watched the taller man yank on his black shirt, pulling it over his back, over that script tattoo under his left shoulder blade, what if you live like that, tight and molding to that toned torso, casually sexy, hair wilder as he emerged, shaking it out roughly as he always did.
Yoongi wasn’t putting on his clothes. This was his own bed.
He said nothing as the other man put on each article of clothing, black boxer briefs over that shapely ass and impressive thighs, loose black pants over those long legs, black hoodie, left unzipped, falling over one shoulder, ignored, running a hand through his black hair that brushed his lower jaw in attempt to fix the mess Yoongi had made while gripping on it as that body had towered over him and consumed his senses.
The man named Dionysus on Twitter turned around and looked at Yoongi again, and Yoongi knew it wasn’t nothing. Didn’t matter what that husky voice said. The taller man paused, searching his eyes, and he made no move to hide, for there was no reason to when his safety was in those dark, dark eyes.
There was silence and only Yoongi had the courage to break it.
“Thought you had to go.”
A small smile on those mauve lips. Almost a smirk. “Yeah.”
Hesitation.
He waited.
The other male leaned over and kissed him again. Softly this time. Yoongi felt the floaty black strands tickle his skin, the silver-ringed fingers stroke his cheek.
Then he backed away.
Yoongi looked up at him, at the man with his words tattooed to his back, the one who smiled with the hint of a dimple appearing in his cheek, the kind of thing that only showed up when he was around Yoongi.
“I have to go,” the man with silver rings repeated, gazing down at the bed that wasn’t his.
Silence.
“Jungkook wants to see you this Friday.”
The other man’s smile remained, tucking a hand on his pocket. “Hm. I see.”
“I can tell him to fuck off.”
A dry chuckle.
“I trust you, Yoongi.”
And the other man turned and left, closing his bedroom door. He heard him walk down the hall, yank on his boots, open the front door. Heard him lock it securely behind him, double checking that he had done it correctly.
He left.
Yoongi laid back against his pillows. He could smell him all around, warm and heady, green tea and toasted marshmallow, could still feel the heat of that body, those long fingers dancing down his chest, those plush lips pressed to his temple, dark whisper against his skin.
I’ll take care of you.
“I should have told Jungkook he was busy,” Yoongi mumbled to the ceiling, knowing no one was there to hear.
Warnings: I can’t tell you otherwise it will spoil the read!! It’s nothing too bad though <3
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I sat in my closet, rummaging through my clothes. I had told the boys that I wanted to go to the mall and see a movie. Save for Jimin, who I assumed was hungover, everyone agreed to come. Step one: complete. Now all I had to do was find the loudest, most obnoxious items of clothing I owned.
As I was sorting through an old bag of clothes I had planned on donating two years ago and just never got around to, an item caught my eye. My estranged cousin had gifted it to me and honestly, I never thought I’d wear it. Suddenly the satin piece of material that only stayed on your body with two chains seemed like the perfect top. Thankfully it was summer so I had that as my excuse if anyone asked. I told myself that the discomfort would be worth the satisfied curiosity.
A strange mix of giddy and dread filled me as I got dressed, pairing the top with a simple pair of jeans. Once I’d finished my makeup and hair, I picked out some shoes and waited for one of them to come to get me. I hadn’t asked them to, but how long would it take before one of them came to find me?
Lounging back on my couch, I took out my phone, ready to wait an hour or two.
Barely fifteen minutes passed before someone came bursting through the front door. I almost chucked my phone to the floor in a classic guilty fashion.
Scrambling to my feet, I came face to face with Jimin.
“I—” He paused whatever he was going to say to look me up and down, before shaking his head. “So what, you were just going to invite everyone but me?” He crossed his arms.
I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but that certainly wasn’t it.
“I thought you had a hangover,” I spluttered.
“So? You were just going to go on one big group date and not even ask if I wanted to come? Looking like that, no less?” He looked positively offended.
“It’s not a date!” I defended, though we both knew that I wasn’t being entirely honest. It was a date, to some degree, just….an experimental one.
He scoffed, “Nuh-uh, get back in there and get ugly.” He demanded, pointing at my bedroom door.
I wanted to get angry, I really did, but the laugh that bubbled up couldn’t be stopped. He didn’t look quite so amused.
“Get back in-in there and get uh-ugly.” I mimicked, barely getting the words out through my laughing. “I’m not changing!”
In one swift movement, he tugged his black t-shirt over his head and threw it onto the couch.
“Fine,” He shrugged, taking my hand and tugging me in the direction of the front door, “We’ll match.”
My eyes grew wide at the sight of his muscular tattooed chest as I tried to come up with a response, but nothing came to mind quick enough as he pulled me out the door.
“Jimin!” I hissed, trying to cover him with my body as a mom and her child walked by.
He wrapped his arms around me, my bare back against his chest. I could feel his silent laughter.
“Hi, sorry Mrs. Reynold.” I waved apologetically as Jimin and I shuffled like crabs to Jungkook’s door. I only got a disgusted scoff in reply.
Once we were safely behind closed doors, I elbowed him off me and shoved him into the door. If I had been paying attention, I would have noticed the dark look in his eyes before he neutralized his expression.
“What the hell was that?!”
“You put on a shirt, I’ll put on a shirt.” He bargained with another shrug.
“I am wearing a shirt!”
He scoffed, “Bikini’s cover more than that.”
“My entire front is covered!”
He didn’t say anything, so we just glared at each other in silence.
“Stop trying to dictate what I wear,” I growled. I hadn’t expected myself to get so defensive over my outfit choice ( I didn’t even want to wear it), but a part of me was enjoying the fight.
“Back at you, sweetheart .” He countered, “I won’t stop you from leaving, but if you go wearing that, I’m following wearing this.”
I let out a frustrated groan.
“Jimin, go put on a shirt, we’re leaving,” Namjoon ordered, shuffling past to get his shoes.
I crossed my arms smugly, daring Jimin to argue. He scoffed and stomped off like a petulant child. The pride I felt at winning the argument was petty, but it felt good.
More of the boys gathered to put on their shoes, but none of them made nearly as big of a deal as Jimin had. That is until Jungkook came round the corner.
“Why are you wearing a bib? Go put on a shirt.” He said, not even pausing.
Yoongi almost snorted iced-coffee out his nose and Taehyung put his hand up over his mouth to hide his silent laughter.
“Would you shut up?” I hissed and slapped his arm, my face burning. That was not the reaction I’d been hoping for.
Jungkook said something in reply, but I was too distracted by Jimin suddenly trying to shove one of his shirts over my head to catch it.
“Jimin!” I shrieked.
“I put on a shirt, you put on a shirt!” He giggled, not giving up.
I ducked under his arms and made a dash for the couch, clumsily jumping over it. Jimin was quick to follow, wrapping an arm around my waist before I could land on the floor and we both toppled to the cushions. Our laughter could likely be heard from the downstairs apartment.
“Let me go!” I giggled.
I didn’t know what happened, but something in me had just clicked. It felt like I had nothing left to lose and had gone crazy.
But I was having fun.
I’d fought my love for Jungkook for so long and Jimin made it so easy like it was all just in the moment and I didn’t have to worry about tomorrow. I didn’t have to worry about any broken hearts.
As the laughter subsided and I finally let Jimin put the shirt on me, I acknowledged the others in the room. Surprised looks across the board, but there was also an undertone of pleasure in their expressions. I elected to ignore the details.
“You’re like an over-possessive boyfriend,” I grumbled as I got up from the couch. Jimin just smirked in reply.
“Tasia?” Jungkook called as I made my way to the front door.
Not wanting to answer the questions I knew he had, I shook my head. “Let’s go!”
I grabbed the hand closest to me — Seokjin’s — and skipped out the door.
…
I was in the back of Hoseok’s car, Seokjin to my right, and Jungkook was in the passenger, giving directions to the mall. The others were in a second car I hadn’t known existed.
Seokjin and I didn’t interact much until he pulled a bag of gummy bears out of nowhere, the crinkling of plastic catching my attention as he silently offered me some. It felt like his way of breaking the awkwardness that had grown between us throughout the silent ride. I nodded and thanked him as he shook a couple out into my palm.
We arrived before the others, despite having left at the same time, and ended up hovering around the car in the parking lot, waiting. Jungkook had draped himself over my shoulders, whispering made up stories about every stranger that passed. He was in the middle of narrating a 101 Dalmatians spin-off when a car door slammed and the sounds of bickering could immediately be heard.
Standing up straighter, I peeked around the car to see Taehyung huffing into sight.
“Ya! What took so long?” Hoseok called out as the others also exited the car.
Jimin refused to meet anyone’s gaze as he answered, “I put the wrong address into the navigator.”
Seokjin and I started laughing, though I had the decency to at least try and hide my reaction, while Seokjin pointed and laughed.
“Whatever, it’s done and over with,” Namjoon finished, cutting everyone off.
“Yeah! Let’s go eat something!” I cheered, skipping off towards where I knew a collection of restaurants were.
If I thought Jimin and Hoseok drew a lot of attention, I was not prepared for the attention all of them drew in a chic restaurant in the middle of a popular mall. The attention carried on throughout the entire meal and I had to escape to the bathroom to fight off my annoyance after the third woman came up and asked for their number.
Was this what it was like for them every time they went out? I wondered bitterly.
Rinsing the soap off my hands underwater I didn’t wait for to warm up, I noticed a woman standing behind me in the mirror. I gasped, not having heard her coming up behind me, but I recognized her as one of the women who had come up and flirt heavily with the boys.
Expecting that she wanted me to hook her up, I opened my mouth to crush her dreams, but I didn’t get a chance to say anything before she ripped me back by my hair.
I let out a small scream but was quickly silenced when she bashed my head into the tile wall. Fear ripped through me as I attempted to fight back, my vision going foggy.
“S-stop.” I weakly muttered, feeling my consciousness begin to slip, my wet grip on her wrists loosening.
“Took a while, but we finally found him, all cozy with his girlfriend.” She hissed.
“Who-who?” I could barely comprehend her next words.
“Jeon Jungkook,” She laughed cruelly, “Boss is gonna love this.”
summary: min yoongi has everything: fame, respect, money, and his manager. and the idol will do anything to keep these things.
pairing:idol!min yoongi x fem.manager!reader
warnings in general: yandere tendency, submissive/passive reader, mean min yoongi, “dark”/unrealistic version of bighit/hybe, alternative timeline (bighit/hybe has a board, bv season 4 is set after the grammy nom,… stuff like that.)
warnings for this chapter: workplace harassment, mention of blood/wounds/needles/vomit (non-descriptive), mention of illegal drug usage, crude language, manipulation, [if i forgot a trigger/warning, please let me know!]
ratings: overall m (please read the warnings!); but not this chapter.
info:read it, don’t live it. yandere stories should be fictional for a reason.
“did you know about this?” you whisper to jinho as your team moves into the venue. min yoongi is walking behind you with two security men flanking him. minhae’s stilettos are heard as well, but you try blend her out.
“about what?” jinho asks while looking around for a staff member to seat your idol.
“that min yoongi reached out to tvn first?” you try again. your colleague looks at you surprised.
“no, i didn’t. but… what does it matter? min yoongi does what he does; there is no point in us questioning that.”
before you can respond, a woman with a headset waves you over, only to show you the clipboard with the seating chart. you nod, scan the names, eyes widening as you see that your idols are sitting next to kim woo bin. sunhee will surely die.
jinho is still talking to another worker there while you turn around to the idol couple; both of them are looking at their smartphones, clearly bored and tired of all the hectic from the red carpet.
you move closer and make eye contact with one of the bodyguards. “they are first row, seats a14 and a15. one of us will get them after the seventh intermission for the backstage room. you ought to be standing at exit one and stage case thirteen,” you tell him and he nods back swiftly.
with a thankful smile you close the distance to your idol rapper who puts his phone away the second you approach him. minhae doesn’t seem to notice – or care.
“you’ll be escorted to your seats by security. we’ll get you to go backstage with enough time for hair and makeup to touch you guys up.” then you bow professionally, which makes yoongi’s lips curl into the first honest smile of the evening. “have fun!” you hear jinho add.
“you’ll be backstage?” yoongi asks, ignoring your coworker. you nod without looking at him as your eyes are set on his expensive shoes.
“get me as soon as it’s appropriate. i hate award shows,” he orders harshly, before motioning the security guard to get going. when minhae tries to curl her fingers around his arm for support, the male idol steps further away from her.
“don’t be ridiculous. if you can’t walk in these shoes, don’t wear them.”
lovely. you nod at the other bodyguard and without a word, he offers his arm to escort her inside, trailing behind min yoongi’s figure.
“come on,_____ there should be a minibar backstage,” jinho says and doesn’t comment on yoongi’s rude behavior.
you sigh in resignation and follow your manager through a corridor filled with fast moving people, carrying clipboards, make up bags and pressed shirts. you get one of the few bigger vip rooms – but yoongi has to share his with some upcoming movie star. with puffed cheeks you fall onto the couch, dreading his reaction to a shared room. because of yoongi, bangtan switched to separate rooms last year.
“do you want grape or strawberry?” jinho swings two iced sojus at you and you wordlessly point to the illustrated grapes. you’ve long kissed your no-drink policy goodbye during award season – the hours are long and time does move faster with a few shots of soju. your coworker opens the bottle instantly and takes out two glasses. you try to take the drink from him to pay him respect by pouring the alcohol yourself. but jinho just shakes his head.
“oh! it begins!” the hair stylist – who you haven’t even heard joining you – claps her hands as her eyes are fixated on the screen. and there he is – smirking at the camera as the presenter on stage introduces the guests in first row. minhae smiles shyly next to him, making you roll your eyes at her acting all innocent.
“the fenty eyeliner under his waterline is really… art,” the stylist comments dreamy and you hate that you agree – yoongi’s eyes are underlined with a beautiful shimmery glow, enhancing his feline features.
“but her cut crease is just as beautiful,” she continues as you finish the drink in your hand without a word. yes, minhae looks good and yes she looks good next to yoongi and yes the both of them compliment each other visually. so what?
“____?” an assistant rushes through the door, not caring to knock. he looks flustered and you faintly recognize his face from the cafeteria at hybe. he’s bangtan’s manager as well – and judging by his flushed cheeks, he’s in trouble.
“taehyung-ssi won’t come out of his bathroom,” he whispers frantically throwing his hands up in the air. oh, right, kim taehyung is here as well. you nearly forgot that yoongi’s bandmate is presenting too. your groups arrived separately because the singer was scheduled to present earlier in the program.
you sigh, already missing your next soju shot. you get up from the couch and follow the rushing staff member.
“you have to be back before yoongi gets here, ____!” jinho shouts from behind you, sounding slightly uncomfortable at the prospect of greeting the rapper without you here.
“come on, ____! we’ve got to hurry!” the assistant isn’t overly nice to you. he doesn’t have to be, but it still sucks to be asked to help without so much as a word of gratitude. you fasten your steps nonetheless as he nearly runs towards another waiting room. the inside is smaller than yoongi’s but it seems like taehyung has it to himself. there is only a familiar stylist there, greeting you without looking up from her cellphone. you don’t care as your eyes train on the closed bathroom door.
“can you please step out for a minute?” you ask them both. the assistant looks like you just told him to abandon his treasured wife while the stylist shrugs and leaves, still glued to her device.
“but- but he has to be out in … in eight minutes!” the staff member says. you nod and point to the door.
“he’ll be there. just, give me these eight minutes,” you answer calmly. the man in front of you takes a deep breath before leaving too. the door closes swiftly and you’re alone. a first this evening.
“taehyung-ssi?” your voice is soft as you knock on the bathroom door.
“______?” he responds only a moment later.
“yeah, it’s me. can you come out?” your question is met with silence, then a “no”. you sigh again, whishing you’d be dancing at bean’s engagement party instead of starring at a closed bathroom door.
seven minutes
“well, can you maybe open the door? you don’t have to get out – just, just let me in,” you reason with him. maybe he’ll take the bait. sometimes, idols are like little children.
“promise me?” he asks to which you only hum in responds. you don’t like lying. soon you hear the soft click of the now unlocked door. without another warning, you enter.
six minutes
there is a lot of vomit covering the toilet, a few drops of blood on his white shirt and an all too familiar syringe. damn it, taehyung.
“oh honey,” you mutter and crouch in front of the teary idol. with a whispering touch, you let your hand glide through his colored hair. taehyung’s eyes are wild, not even the harsh bathroom lights widen his pupils.
“i’m so sorry, ____. please, don’t tell yoongi,” he begs and leans into your touch.
“of course not, honey,” you agree. it’ll be a disaster, the rapper would explode with rage if he knew that taehyung took another unnecessary dose of morphine in the bathroom seconds away from a televised stage.
five minutes
“here” you hand him a baby wipe from the sink. “clean up the blood from your skin.” the idol nods, focused on your words. you rush out of the room to the make up bag. your fingers shake as you rummage through the utensils. they have to be here. they have to be. and there they are, you think in silent victory: colored contact lenses.
you run to the clothing bag and pray that the stylist had the mind to pack a safety shirt. again, you sigh in relief when you see the black button down. it’s not like the white one and it’ll make his dark blazer blend in too much, but you do not care. with haste steps you join the singer again. he has moved, now sitting on the closed toilet.
“put these in,” you command and push the contact lenses into his hands. but they shake and taehyung looks close to tears again. damn him.
“okay, okay, okay – that’s okay. i’ll do it. just – just brush your teeth for me, okay?” you say and switch the lenses with his toothbrush.
four minutes
your face is only inches away from his as you press the blue contacts against his eyeballs. you’ve never worn them yourself, but yoongi had a phase two comebacks ago where he only wanted to perform with green eyes. and the only one allowed to put them in was you. so, your fingers are used to the movement, but still, being this close to taehyung is new territory.
there was a time where no one of bangtan was allowed to talk to you. now, things are different because yoongi gained confidence in your submission. still, if yoongi saw this scene, there would be nothing you could do to hold him back.
three minutes
“let me help you,” you say as if you’re talking to a small boy instead of a grown man misusing illegal painkillers. your hands move with caution as you unbutton his shirt – the blood irrevocably tarnishing his outfit. as soon as the clothing is removed, you seal the puncture site with a band aid. after that you help taehyung putting on his new button down. he hisses in pain when you slip it over his wound, but he doesn’t talk. it’s eerie quiet in the bathroom.
two minutes
“i’m not the best at this,” you apologize as you add some high brand foundation under his eyes. “but it’ll have to do.” his make-up won’t measure up to the work of a professional (right outside the room), but it’s kim taehyung – he doesn’t need much.
one minutes
getting him out of the bathroom is a miracle for itself. but you celebrate internally while handling him an opened bottle of water. “drink all of it,” you order. the idol does as told, and you have the time to comb through his hair. the blazer next to him is the last piece and you try not to wince when you slip it over his injured arm.
“_____?” you can hear the mini breakdown in the manager’s voice as he calls out from outside the door.
the look taehyung gives you is not overly confident, his eyes look void of emotions but his body moves a second to fast as he gets up. the idol is high. he shouldn’t present an award in front of half of korea.
“do i have to?” he asks in a whisper and you nod. “it’s your job.”
you escort taehyung out of the room and down the long corridor to the stage. his stylist grimace at your poor coverup but doesn’t say anything. she knows you’re out of time. at the stairs next to the stage, his costar is waiting for him. park seojoon smiles brightly at your singer, a relieved breath leaving you. he’ll do him good. still, your fingers itch to touch taehyung – just to be sure he’s okay. you don’t. instead, you turn around to walk back to his room. you have to get rid of used needles and incriminating shirts. as you rush back you feel burning eyes on you. you don’t have to turn around to see min yoongi staring at you from across the room.
*
your heels are killing you. at first, you didn’t notice them. but now, standing near exit one, you feel the blisters starting. you don’t want to be here. you want to dance, have fun, congratulate bean. but you’re in a room filled with celebrities instead, clapping politely for the young actress on stage.
as soon as she starts her acceptance speech, you tiptoe to the first row – your feet won’t forgive you for that. it’s unnerving how beautiful yoongi’s back looks, how delicious the suit hugs his wide shoulders. because you won’t drool on him, you hesitantly crouch down next to his seat. damn him for having a gorgeous side profile as well. with a soft touch, yoongi turns toward you. his eyes gleam and you feel your heartbeat fasten at his look.
“you have to get backstage now, yoongi-ssi,” you say as quietly as possible. the idol understands you but doesn’t move – he just… continues to stare at you. your mask hides most of your face, still, you feel naked under his gaze. blood rushes to your cheeks as he wordlessly looks at you.
“it’s time,” you try again but his eyes are the only ones answering. his collab partner sighs, clearly annoyed by this situation. she isn’t the only one.
“we heard you the first time,” minhae hisses quietly. it irks you that she talks down on you, but your eyes stay on yoongi who continues to watch you. after another moment you get saved by the rising cheers around you. even yoongi flinches at the interruption. and then he gracefully gets up, only to offer you his hand. it’s not even debated before you put your hand in his. his palm is cold against your skin, reminding you of the cool temperatures inside the auditorium. yoongi’s grip is firm when he pulls you up, only to steady you with his other hand.
“let’s go,” he orders next to your ear as he lets go of your hand. you nod your head, too afraid to speak. sometimes yoongi leaves you speechless in the best kind of ways – sometimes not. you walk on shaky legs towards the exit, aware that you’ve drawn some attention onto your little group. with quickened steps you reach the doors and push past them to get yoongi backstage.
**
“- so, we are deeply honored to –“ minhae’s voice fills the speakers backstage as you try to focus on yoongi’s cold expression.
“she should never try acting,” jinho comments while packing up the two empty soju bottles. one does not leave evidence. you have to agree with him; minhae does not look natural addressing their collab in front of the audience.
“but she can sing,” you answer, trying to be somewhat objective. you stole some of the make-up stylist’s product the second yoongi went back to the mainstage. your lipliner and mascara is freshened up and you do look pretty in the semi formal dress. before you can twirl your hair more casual, your phone starts to vibrate.
“that’s my uber,” you inform your coworker, only to see him huff – clearly unhappy.
“i don’t understand why you can’t wait till we’re all leaving. i bet the company van will drop you off right at that restaurant.”
yeah, you know the van is already scheduled to arrive in half an hour, when the award ceremony is finished. but what you also know is that yoongi won’t let you go.
“i’m already three hours late – i don’t want to make it four. the stage is done, yoongi looked pretty. all is well. i’m out of here,” you explain again. instead of getting you to reconsider, jinho just waves his hand in your direction. you brush over the smooth dress and walk confidently to the exit.
you don’t want to be here anymore, so you leave.
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it’s long overdue. i hope you enjoyed the chapter! i’d love to hear from you guys! (and don’t be mad about taehyung – everything is part of the plot.) take care of yourselves and be nice to others!
Warnings: depression mentions of suicide emotional damage self Doubt language unprotected sex ( don’t do it juss don’t do it) fluff happy ending
A/n: please note that depression is a serious mental health issue and should be dealt with by a medical professional if you know anyone that is going through this just be a person they can lean on if you feel like talking I’m always here I’m an not a psychologist there are services available. This ff is for entertainment purposes only and does not depict the characters
Big thank you to the young lady that gave me this idea I know you didn’t want me to tag you but i felt since this was your idea and I ran with it you deserve the credit to @yoonlattesworld
As a mafia Lord he is destined to have it all power loyality money drugs fear and respect but for yoongi there was something dark and sinister waiting for him in the shadows it was one that would darken his days and take over his life but what happens when a king falls he relies on his men to hold him up but what if those men can not do it ? who will hold the most feared man in Korea? does anyone know how to save a life?
How could you not fall in love? It was easy you didn’t want your happiness to depend on whether a person gives you their attention or not , you were never the type to dwell on such childish fantasies you had always worked for your dreams or so you thought until one fateful night changed the paths of two lives and intertwined them for life .
You worked very hard to own the bakery sweetly named after your dearly departed grandmother Bella’s cafe you put your blood sweat and tears into the business your mother was the daughter of a politician and your father was the son of a district attorney your brother is a famous model people often say you come from a great blood line but being the child of a powerful family you chose not to follow in your mother’s footsteps a criminal defence attorney and your father a council man you chose a different path and to be honest your very happy with your decision your parents gave you their blessings and you and your brother began your careers although your family is well off you weren’t going to depend on them to help you with your business you saved up enough to start your dream.
Baking was a driving force in your life your parents sent you to culenary school and you graduated as a pastry chef and your mother helped you learn about making coffees and your passion baking.
As you opened the shop you took in the smell of the coffee beans and fresh pastries your mother put you in charge of the shop and staff
Your cafe was in the little centre of the world in seoul the Mina’s yeonjun’s and busy CEO’s would come in and get their caffeine fix and pastry sweets just a little drug to get them through a busy day
“ welcome to Bella’s cafe how may I help you?” You say
“ hi YN I’ll take a flat while with a brownie” says baekhyun
“ coming up” you say
You give baekhyun his order and continue getting the pastries in to the looking glass you checked the tip jar full as always.
As the mid morning rush began you became influxed with so many orders thank god for your staff members Penelope Leah and kai they have been your friends since college and love working here Penelope was dating taehyung at one point but they ended when he left she was never mad at him they were young and foolish she always says.
As you look at the elderly couple Mr and Mrs Chen it reminds you of your parents and how they are just like them.
It was the afternoon and it started to slow down you saw a young man no more than 26 he seemed very perplexed and somewhat engaged in a very serious conversation you always found people like this very intriguing he looked way to powerful to be a ceo or even lawyer no he was someone he was something.
It was around 5pm it picks up pace at this time due to the college students craming for exams or the cheerleaders wanting a chai latte to maintain their slim physique part of you couldn’t help but laugh that once a upon a time this was you.
Sometimes the most harden soul is the most torturous and lost soul of them all.
Min yoongi was a man who had it all he was a mafia Lord and many feared him just the mere mention of his name and those around him would tremble he was devastatingly handsome not to mention very wealthy and the girls loved him or wanted to be loved by him.
But there is a strong but here !
Something was wrong a man of his status should be happy infact most men his age are flaunting it but not him
He isn’t the man he once was he is angry ruthless at times and cold many say it’s because he has been built this way.
“ come on boss it will be fun, you love going to balls ?” Says taehyung
“ fuck off Tae I’m not going ” snaps yoongi
Taehyung looks at him “ hyung you can’t keep hiding from everyone it’s not healthy” says his friend
It’s not healthy at all and his brothers know this but they can’t seem to figure out how he went from happy to sad they try to get him to go out and socialise but for yoongi it’s too painful or mentally exhausting.
Yoongi even struggles to get out of bed he has to be forced out of bed to do them and be kind of productive.
As his young friend tries to convince his boss to go with them to the ball taehyungs attempts have failed yet again.
“ it’s like talking to someone who is there but isn’t there ?” He says to his fellow member hoseok
“ give him time he has a lot to deal with especially at his age” hoseok says
“ yeah maybe it’s just stress related to being a boss” says taehyung
Yoongi knows it’s not work or because of who he is the problem is he pushes anyone way who is willing to try and help him in his mind he doesn’t have a problem the world has a problem with him.
Going out doesn’t make him happy going on cartel runs he used to thrive off of that no not anymore to yoongi it was the same repetitive bullshit lack luster if you will he didn’t find joy in anything he kept questioning the choices he made in his life it gotten so bad that now he isolates himself away from the world and the people in it.
He would sleep all day sometime he wouldn’t sleep at all he lost all motivation
He lost his passion everything was dark there was no light.
What is a man without life and passion?.
Yoongi would often feel lost at times or even within himself he was sad a miserable all the time for no reason at all he would always say to him brothers “ sad people don’t die from suicide, they die from sadness” they just thought he was being melodramatic or having an off day.
While people would assume that yoongi would be sad from time to time he experienced these feelings intensely for long periods of time, months even years and sometimes without apparent reason
Yoongi wasn’t the man he once was no he was the dark deep shadow of a light that once burner bright.
There was a dark strange feeling in air you could sense it alot like the storm that was rolling in there was a certain erie to it.
You opened up the shop and saw your three usual customers namjoon hoseok and junkook waiting outside for you
There were only two reasons they come here and three for hoseok
“ good morning boys” you said as you walked around the counter
“ no hoseok she’s not here yet” you say smiling at the young man
“ what a man can’t get a flat white and a Danish ” he quips
You shake your head at him he has had a thing for Leah since she started working here and she likes him to you tease her whenever she comes into the shop and sees him you swear sometimes she has heart eyes coming out of her head “ it’s a serious disease I hear it’s contagious” you would say to her making her ears go bright red.
You make the boys their orders “ how are you?” You ask you’ve always been polite to them you know who they are and what they do but they were always kind towards you and your staff “ we are well YN, business is booming I see?” Says namjoon “ oh yeah even since Leah posted the cafe on Instagram it’s blown up” you say as you place the two flat whites and a vanilla bean shake you give a smile to junkook who reminds you of your little brother Felix.
You look out the window and see that it is pouring down clouds are dark and ominous
You could see the thunder rolling in it was loud and deafening something you couldn’t escape.
You obversed your customers this was your passion and the driving force in your life you loved how coffee made people happy and how food brought them together.
( for this part I recommend that you listen to when the party’s over by Billie eillish available in soundtrack link)
Yoongi was hauled up in his home office or “ chapel” as they call it he sat in his chair with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and cigerette in the other he kept staring at the velvet box centred on the table.
Putting pen to paper he wore down the possessions that he owned and who they should go to, his brothers were his life but now there was a nothingness after writing down he began to write a farewell letter after he finished he took one more gulp of his drink and placed the glass on the oak wood table along with the letter
Dear boys,
Thank you for always being there by my side I appreciate your loyalty and trust I have entrusted you with each of the following namjoon I want you take over as leader of the crew I trust your judgement, junkook I want you to have my car I know you love that whip keep being you, taehyung please take care of Holly I know he will be in good hands, hoseok I want you to take over the cartel deals you have knack for it , jimin the money in the safe is yours give it to your family, Jin I want you to have my gun collection take care of each other and where I’m going is much better.
Take care
Yoongi
He took one more gulp of his drink and placed the glass on the oak wood table along with the letter he picked up his keys and took his prized possession Aston Martin V8 and drove to the Han river bridge he got out and left the keys in the ignition he was walking up and he stopped he placed his hand on the rail for a moment.
The night sky was sad and dark like him yoongi felt in his mind he was doing the right thing killing himself would be the end of all the pain he would be feeling
You just finished closing up and you decided you would walk home that night thankfully the rain had held off for a while you were walking along the river admiring it’s beauty especially at night there was something about how the water illustrated a calming effect on you.
The guys went back to the mansion and saw Jin jimin and taehyung with pale colourless faces “ what is it Jin” namjoon asks “ it’s yoongi” says the older man they begin to read the letter “ fuck! Let’s go” they got in the van and began to look for him.
As you made your way up to the bridge you saw a finely dressed man over the ledge you dropped your bag and began running toward him you saw that a crowd was starting to gather but no body was doing anything “ just don’t stand there do something for fuck sake” you shouted.
You went over to the ledge “ don’t come closer I mean it doll” “says yoongi you lean in ” you know a jump like that it’s 25 metres especially in ice cold water is it worth it?“ You asked ” what do you mean?“ He says ” well if I were a betting woman I’d say a jump like that isn’t worth getting hyperthermia" “ or getting wet” you say looking at him
“ what’s your name?” You ask the man “ y-yoongi” you smile “ that’s a nice name mine is yn nice to meet you yoongi” you say kindly “ yn that’s a beautiful name” he says “ don’t take this the wrong way YN but I know what you’re doing” yoongi says “ and what is that yoongi” you say back to him “ you’re trying to stop me but it’s no use I’m not longed for this world my parents hate me I’m not good enough for anyone I’m tired YN I just don’t care anymore people would be better off if I wasn’t here it’s too painful I just want it to stop ” you start to have tears well in your eyes
“ oh yoongi that isn’t true I’m sure you are loved by many if you leave I’m sure they will be hurt and not to mention the aching memory of you that lingers and all there is, is unanswered questions yoongi your life is worth more than you think so please for yourself climb over the ledge and talk to me I won’t say a word I’ll just listen look you don’t know me and I don’t know you but yoongi I know this much if you die I’m sure your parents will have a broken heart and all they well be doing is trying to heal that hurt that will never come believe me I know I lost two people I loved dearly because they truly believed that they weren’t good enough but i know you think you aren’t worthy of any thing or anyone but you are wrong you yoongi are worth so much to someone I know I’ve witnessed it first hand when I was 15 I lost my best friend to suicide and I’d give one more day to see her smile or hug her so please yoongi all you have to do is take my hand and climb over to this side can you do that for me I’ll be right here I’m not leaving I’ll stay all night if I have to” you begged him just as he was about to climb over he lost his footing “ yn don’t let go” he said and you grabbed on to him you both fell in the river you could see yoongi wasn’t a strong swimmer and he started to go under water you dived in futher and pulled him up to the surface “ come on yoongi, come on” you said.
The boys saw all this unfolding you swam pulling yoongi behind you junkook lifted you up and you still clung on to yoongi with all the strength you had you helped him on to the the safe platform and you noticed he wasn’t breathing you preformed CPR “ yoongi don’t you dare give up on me now come on” you continued with compressions “ god fucking damn it come on please yoongi” you say as you went to place your mouth over his he regained consciousness you felt a sense of relief yoongi looked at you “ why did you do that for?” He says you smile at him “ because you are worth more than you think you are” you said sweetly “ how do I repay you” you tilt your head and say “ don’t do it again yoongi” hoseok runs over to you “ YN are you okay, and you are fucking crazy you know that” he says hugging you “ I’m fine I’m just glad I was there, get him to the hospital I think your friend needs someone to talk to” you looked over at yoongi as he is being checked over by the medics they take him to the hospital.
Jimin says “ does she know who she just saved?”
“ who YN?, nah she’s not one to care for things like that” says junkook
Yoongi then calls to hoseok while laying on the Gurney in back of the ambulance
“ hoseok how do you know YN” yoongi asks
“ she owns Bella’s cafe ” says his best friend
“ find me everything about her have it on my desk by the time I get out got it” he says
“ yes boss” they said .
Yoongi was admitted to the psychiatric ward on a seventy two day hold he finds irony funny that he is in a room with bars on the windows he is in a hospital gown and sweat pants with no strings and slippers with no strings again.
And has to be given medication to suppress the suicidal thoughts he finds all of this trivial in some way but then his mind wonders to you and how you almost ended your life trying to save his.
He has to see a therapist twice a week as agreed to his discharge but yoongi only had one thing on his mind and that was you.
There was a file sitting on his desk began reading it and learning things about you, for yoongi you became his saving grace that night he learned that you had a brother and you loved flowers you chose to go a public school given that your parents were wealthy and you own the cafe you work at
A week after the incident you wondered how yoongi was doing and how your customers knew him he was on your mind alot that night scared you so much you had nightmares about it but they seem to have died down when you were busy but at night when you were sleeping they would creep back again.
The following morning
“ excuse me I have a bouquet for one Lee YN” says the young man as he enters your shop you were stunned to say the least.
It was a dozen of pink roses with a thank you card inside of it was a letter.
Dear YN,
Words can not express how your words truly touched me that night I was not in a great place but you made me see that life is worth living I wish there were more beautiful and caring people like you I’ve never met anyone like you.
These roses are my way of saying thank you
Yours yoongi x
You smile at the sweet gesture “ wow what a sweetheart ” you said you looked up and saw yoongi standing before you, you beam a beautiful smile that sets his heart a blaze “ yoongi” you say “ YN” he says showing gums and all your heart begins to flutter “ roses are not enough to say thank you, would you like to have dinner with me” he asked you “ I’d love to ” you said “ can I hug you?” You asked with hesitation he nodded “ I’d like that” you walked from the counter and you hugged him you both stood there in each others arms yoongi placed his head in the crook of you neck you looked up and mouthed “ thank god you are okay” and you closed your eyes and took in his scent.
You broke the hug and stared into yoongi’s eyes his mocha irises were dancing “ you saved a mafia Lord ” you shook your head “ no I saved you min yoongi” you said.
“ here is my number if you ever want to talk” you say.
Friday night
You were nervous about your date with yoongi and Leah wasn’t helping “ wear the body con dress ” she yells you look at your best friend “ I’m not looking to get laid ” you say to her “ well maybe you should it’s been two years since Joshua”
Well she wasn’t wrong Josh your bastard ex who fuck anything with pluse.
“ shave your legs and your pussy” she yells at you as you walked into the bathroom.
An hour later you came out “ woah YN you look beautiful” she says “ now go get that mafia dick” she jokes with you.
You walked out of your apartment and saw yoongi standing there god he looked beautiful you just stood there taking in his beauty “ doll you look breath taking” coos yoongi you couldn’t help but blush at the kind words you felt your neck heat up up.
Yoongi couldn’t take his eyes away from you.
You made his heart bleed every part of him wanted to tell you his sins and dark part.
Yoongi took a drink of his champagne and was hanging on to your every word he was memorising every beauty spot freckle the way your eyes dance when you laugh he sees you take a drink of your champagne in the crystal flute.
Yoongi dropped you home “ I had a wonderful time yoongi ” you said looking at him his gaze was on your eyes then your lips “ YN god I want to kiss you” you look at him holding your gaze and then you looked at his lips “ so do it” you said yoongi kissed you with such tenderness his kisses were feather light and so soft he tapped your chin as an indication to open your mouth his tounge was dancing on the out skirts of you lips once you opened your mouth both your tongues danced for dominance.
After he kissed you he leaned his head on to yours “ YN I want you with me always….will you be my girl” he asked you didn’t even need to think about it “ yes” you kissed him once more and he pulled you over the centre console of the car “ oh baby! ” He said you stared right into his soul.
You and yoongi began dating officially oh god he was so in love with you
And told you everyday and although he was cold calculated powerful yet commanding and ruthless to others but when it came to you he was soft gentle loving he showed affection just for you he truly raidated his spark came back he came back to life because of you to him you were home a safe place his safety net and he was yours.
In the months you and yoongi had been together he started to open up and shine more the guys would say that you brought out the best in him when he would see you he would been gums and all this man was completely enraptured by you.
Sure he could have any woman he wanted but the only one he wants is you
You swore from that day after stoping him from ending his life and you got together you would protect him no matter what
Yoongi was drinking a coffee and he began to think about on particular session he had with his therapist as they were trying to narrow down what triggered him to want to commit suicide
“ yoongi before we begin I need you to understand that this session may be overwhelming and upsetting” says Dr chase
“ no doc it’s fine really” says yoongi
“ can we talk about that day or the lead up to it what was the mind set of yoongi”
Yoongi chuckled as the dr referred to him as a third person
“ there’s no way to describe it doc it was like a vice trapping me and dragging me down”
“ ummm I see” the doc says
“ and the more I tried to push it away it just wouldn’t leave ” says yoongi
The doc delved more in to the session and yoongi was starting to feel cornered but he needed to remember that this is part of the process and that it’s a safe place to be open and honest
“ and your partner how does she feel about this ”
Yoongi laughed “ I don’t have one yet?” Yoongi says
“ oh what about the girl who saved you?” Ask the doc
“ who YN?” Yoongi says
“ yes Mr min ” doctor chase says
“ I’m building up the courage to ask her out on a date, but what If she says no”
Yoongi’s thoughts were broken when he felt a gentle soft touch coming from you “ what are you thinking about” you ask he leans in and kisses you “ nah, nothing doll I’m okay” he says looking at you with such love
Looking back now he is so happy that you didn’t say no to him.
It was sometime in the evening when you entered yoongi’s room and you heard him in the bath you stripped out of your dress and got behind him and he leaned back with his head on your chest you wrapped your legs around his waist yoongi began to tell you how he come to the idea of wanting to end his life “ baby girl I had everything I could want money girls who were willing to open their legs for me fast cars drugs that rockstars could kill for, but I felt a sense of empty Ness everything was hopeless I was fucked up YN” he says
You closed your eyes letting his words travel through like it was a clear flowing river
He wanted you to know even though the therapist had suggested that you and him should have a conversation about everything needless to say yoongi never hid anything from you anyway he always confided in you although the boys knew almost everything about him there were some parts of him he kept locked away until you came along he took a deep breath leaned into your neck closed his eyes and began speaking
“ the day I decided to end it all I was convinced that my brother’s would be better off with out me I believed that my parents deserved better..I was a fucking depressing mess I thought if I committed suicide I’d be at peace and life would go on”
You shivered hearing these words coming from him
“ what changed?” You said with a cracking voice
Yoongi looked at you and smiled the most beautiful and devastating smile and said to you
“ you did that night when you stopped me and you told me that my life is worth so much more and you were right baby doll ” he says
You were in his arms fighting tears you never heard words spoken so honest and true you were sobbing holding him tight when
Yoongi turns to you and says “ for the rest of my life I vow to be the one who protects you thank you for coming in to my life and making it better”
You cup his face and say “ yoongs I don’t care that you’re a mafia king or lord I care about you and your life you are the rainbow in my life after the storm there is nobody else I want to be with if it’s temporary or a life time”
Yoongi pulls you closer and kisses you with a hunger that burns like a fire he picked you up from the bath tub and laid you down on the bedroom floor where the fire was burning his hands explored every inch of your body placing gentle kisses on each part of your body the way you looked at him kills him as he comes back up he kisses you and you lift you leg up and he lifts you up to sit you his lap you start kissing his neck you hear him moan your name “ o-oh YN” yoongi simpers you card his hair back “ yoongi you are so beautiful you know that” you say yoongi bites down on your lower lip and places you back down on the ground he parts your legs and toys with your clit he runs it gently earning a gasp and moan from you “ y-yoongi right there” you say he inserted one finger then a second one you moan again “ baby ” you say yoongi looks at you “ what’s wrong baby?” Faking a confused look on his face yoongi loved teasing you because he knew how to draw out love making sessions for him it was a sense of feeling closer to you “ I need to cum” you whimper “ can you cream on my cock..hmm baby girl can you do that?” You nod while you head is in the crook of his neck “ kiss me baby doll” he say you kiss him and he lines his cock up to your dripping wet cunt “ fuck baby you are so dripping wet for me” god he was filthy and dirty but you loved it you could not get enough of him yoongi had you singing the sweetest songs all night he teases your clit with the tip of his cock which was achingly paining for release he rutted it up against your pussy sending you to high heaven “ baby I want to bury my cock inside and cum, please let me cum inside you” you hiked the other leg and yoongi put his hard bulging cock inside you both of you saying “ fuck at the same time ” my girl loves my cock “ he says you hum you can feel his legs start to tighten meaning he is close and so are you he growls animalistic and with a final thrust he came inside you he stilled for a moment and peppered you with kisses ” hi “ he said ” hey you" you said smiling “ did I hurt you? I wasn’t rough?” You shook your head “ you were perfect” it a well known fact while yoongi was a beast in the bedroom but he was soft as hell after sex you loved that but then again you loved everything about this man he picked you up and took you back in to the bathroom and you both showered and then went to bed he watched you fall asleep “ I love you so much, my queen, my baby girl, my everything” he to finally fell asleep with you safely in his arms.
The next say you were in bed you woke up with a wicked grin on your face remembering last night’s activities you got up had a shower and you got ready for work you leaned down and kissed yoongi but before you left he pulled you down “ I love you miss Lee” you giggles as he nuzzled into your neck “ I love you yoongs” you kissed him one more time and went in to work to start your day
The biggest sin a man can make is hurting a mafia Lords girl and fucking with his money but there is a golden rule that one must learn
Two things you never mess with when it comes to yoongi his brothers and his girl
Two boys from a rival gang made that one rookie mistake.
It was one night you were working back and it was late when two men came in
“ sorry guys we are closed ” you said
“ do I need to repeat myself I said we are closed ”
The men weren’t listening and kept on coming into the shop they were tall one of them had a crow tattoo on his neck the other man had facial hair and hooded eyes you got a very good look at them.
The two men kept walking towards you and one of them leaned over the counter and he pulled out a knife “ give me the money and no body gets hurt” says the man “ fuck you ” you said he grabbed you name slapped you “ listen you little fucking bitch give me the money now ” he said then the other guy cut your arm with his knife they ran away you called yoongi “ y-yoongi help me ” you passed out from the pain.
Moments later namjoon and Jin and junkook got there and found you on the floor “ yoongi is going to want heads for this” the men agree yoongi arrived and saw the cafe a total mess one thing though you did manage to get a few punches in when yoongi saw you he saw red “ call everyone you know now” he says he picks you up and takes you back home
You woke up “ hey hey baby it’s me” he says leaning his forehead on yours you cry and tell him what happened yoongi gets up gives you a chaste kiss on the lips “ guk Seok chim” he calls out “ I want you to find the fuckers that hurt yn and bring them to the abandoned lot by the morning” they nodded and namjoon says “ the doctor is finished with yn” yoongi nods and stays with you the next morning yoongi upgrades the security at the shop and insisted that Leah stay with hoseok now that they are dating
Yoongi wanted you close by him that day he knew you were scared of what happened it’s never happened to you Leah comforted you “ I should’ve have been there yn your my best friend and you got hurt” she says feeling guilty “ no you would have been hurt too Leah ” you said to her “ baby doll you’re safe now ” says your boyfriend “ YN we are family now you’re my little sister believe me when I say we will hunt there assholes down and make them pay” says hoseok you smile “ thank you all of you I think I’m gonna go lay back down” Leah nod to her friend “ YN is stronger than most I know ” she says “ well she makes the boss happy and his mental state and health is what we care about ” says Jin.
At the lot yoongi and his men made good on their promise he was staring at the two men taunting them “ well well boys, what do we have here?” Says the mafia Lord “ w-what do you want with us?” Said the two men yoongi began laughing sadistically “ what’s so funny” says the men “ oh what’s funny lemme see?, Do you know what we do to people like you scum? Yoongi keeps taunting them ” I dunno" says the younger man “ ah I see your the fucking stupid one I see” says yoongi while jimin and hoseok held the other up and namjoon and junkook took turns beating him “ I know ” says taehyung “ they messed with bosses girl they sinned” yoongi “ yeah the fucking idiots but what should we do ” he says namjoon took the pinking sheers and began torturing them their screams were unbearable and deafening yoongi and the six men were standing over their dead bodies “ mess with my queen and it’ll take your life” yoongi said flicking his smoke on the bodies “ get them out of here” he commands “ Jin, kook clean this mess up” yoongi says the other five men leave to let Jin and junkook finish up.
Days later the bodies of the men who attacked you were found in a lane way with missing fingers and gunshot wounds and they were cover with nothing but a sheet their clothes were discarded and thrown somewhere says the news reports you looked at yoongi who had a smirk on his face while the others were laughing .
“ what happened to them?” you asked sitting up on the bed “ baby you don’t need to know but they will never hurt you again” says yoongi “ was it you?” You ask yoongi looks at you “ and if I say yes” you look at him as you understand that it had to happen “ hey babe you know I’d never hurt you ?” You nod “ I know just sometimes I forget what you do for a living” yoongi grins at you “ it’s part of my life I don’t want you to be a part of ” he says.
“ I love you yoongi” you say he crawls back into bed “ I love you too baby doll..so fucking much that my soul bleeds for you and only you I want to give you everything and so much more you are my life” he avows.
You just stare at him with most sweetest eyes filled with love and adoration you loved this man.
You were feirecly protective of this man.
You was yours.
And you were his .
The boys believed that yoongi found his soulmate his save haven.
3 years later
You and yoongi were at the Han river bridge only this time you were behind the ledge yoongi told the boys that he wanted to propose to you at the bridge to erase the bad memory of that night turn it into a positive one as you were walking he stopped and dropped to his knees “ Lee YN I deeply love you, you are the reason behind my laughter and my smile you are my world the one I thought I’d never find the one I wanted to tell you that you are all that I need in my life from this day forward and for the rest of my life I will love you will you marry me? You stood there with happy tears ” yes yoongi I will marry you, by the way there’s something I need to tell you? You say yoongi gets up of the ground and places the ring on your finger and kisses you “ what is it my love ” he says you smile a huge grin “ I’m pregnant” yoongi picks you up “ oh my baby..really I’m going to be a dad” he asks you nod and kiss him again only this time you hear cheering you hide your face in his chest “ let’s get both of you some ice cream and get you home” he said.
Nine months later you gave birth to a beautiful girl called jiyoon with yoongi right by your side his soul and heart was complete he felt whole.
You and yoongi are dancing under the starry sky with you 3 month old daughter jiyoon you looked gorgeous in your wedding gown the mansion ball room was decorated in tea light candles and fairy lights flowers that would make angels cry.
You handed your daughter over to Leah and you smiled at her as she sat by her husband
“ thank you Mrs min” yoongi says while dancing with you slowly you look up at him and smile “ what for?” You say still staring at your husband who was toying with your wedding band “ for saving me that day who knows where I would be here if it wasn’t for you” you gently place a soft kiss on his lips “ and I’d do it again yoongi because you are worth it ” he pulled you closer to him and you both just let the world drift away.
Who would’ve have known what would happen if yoongi did end his life he finally understand that it’s okay to ask for help there is nothing to be ashamed of and it’s okay not to be okay .
Once yoongi sought the help he needed he Began to learn more about his depression and what he needs to do to make sure he doesn’t go back to that dark place.
You became his guardian angel that night jumping in the river with him and saving him you often say that your paths crossed for a reason that night even 3 years later you are still madly in love with this man.
You’ve only ever seen yoongi cry twice the day when jiyoon was born and today when he made you his wife.
You both continued dancing yoongi didn’t realise that in that dark moment he never knew he needed you a reason to lean on his support unit and more.
And yes this night jiyoon would definitely be getting another sibling sometime soon.
How could you not fall in love? It was easy you didn’t want your happiness to depend on whether a person gives you their attention or not , you were never the type to dwell on such childish fantasies you had always worked for your dreams or so you thought until one fateful night changed the paths of lives and intertwined them for a life time.
But one this is for sure you are glad you walked home that night yoongi is your life and your heart you are glad you fell in love he shows you a life time of love so it seems miss yn you not only saved yoongi on that fateful night but he saved you and made you believe in love once more.
Yoongi would tell people “ I never knew I needed you until you came along”.
■ summary: you’re theirs. And they won’t ever allow anyone to take or hurt what belongs to them.
■ Genre: fluff, angst
■ warning: blood, gun, mentions of murder, reader almost gets kidnapped, yoongi’s a gang leader, a few kisses here and there, he loves grabbing your butt, established relationship, yoongi has an alter ego, reader almost gets killed too, possessive yoongi and his alter ego, implied smut.
Author’s pov
You giggled as holly licked your face while you were tying his leash,well atleast you were trying to do so because the large dog kept trying to sit on your lap not understanding that he is too big to do that. The brown rottweiler looked at you happily while wagging his tail as you were successfully able to put his leash on and patted his head huffing as he licked your hand too. “You got me covered in your drool holly” you said putting on your shoes before wiping your face with wet wipes and looked at him again “okay let’s go” you mumbled taking his leash and your little bag which contained your phone and wallet and some treats for your baby. Locking the door you started walking towards your destination which was your boyfriend’s office. You know you shouldn’t be walking there because it would be much safer if you took your car but today you decided to give the poor driver a day off and besides just as yoongi had told you to take holly with you everywhere, you were doing so.
“It’s a nice day for a walk isn’t it?” You cooed to the dog softly as he walked besides you on alert only looking at you for a moment before looking at his surroundings again. Yoongi had brought him for you when he found himself falling in love with you. He never thought that would be getting in a serious relationship when he started seeing you. He thought that it’s just a distraction and it will be over soon but he found himself falling for you harder when you accepted both him and his alter ego. Never did he dared to dream that you will accept him for who he was. He didn’t wanted to get his hopes high and get hurt later on. But you proved him wrong when you just hugged him tightly in your warm embrace and whispered “i will always love you yoongi. No matter what. And if i love you then I’ll learn to love your other half too” he remembers how his eyes got misty and his voice thick with emotions as he hugged you back tightly. That was the first time you both said ‘i love you’.Since that day, both him, and his alter ego did everything in their power to keep you safe. He can say that his alter ego is possessive of you just like he is and they both loves you more than anything even though it took a little time for his alter ego to open up with you because he has always found it hard to trust anyone besides yoongi. But eventually, you managed to coax him out of his shell with your love. And about holly, well he was supposed to be a strong guard dog and he is, but you pamper him all day and make him wear different colorful clothes. He bets even holly must be embarrassed to walk down the street in a pink onesie.
You smiled looking at a little girl laughing while running in the park but soon your attention was taken by holly who suddenly stopped and looked back from where you came from with his tail standing straight in alert “hey what’s wrong holly?” You asked looking behind you aswell but you were met with nothing other than a few people walking but it wasn’t anything suspicious. Maybe holly is just paranoid because he has always been protective of you. “It’s nothing let’s go” you said lightly tugging on his leash but your eyebrows furrowed when he didn’t budge instead growled lowly which scared a couple who were walking past you. You gave them an apologetic smile and bowed slightly then looked at holly again who was still trying to go there but you stood in front of him and snapped your fingers gaining his attention “okay holly now stop. There’s no one there. C'mon” you said started to walk ahead and holly reluctantly followed behind you. As you both walked, you frowned noticing holly’s attention was still behind you both but you shrugged it off and smiled as you reached your destination.
Entering inside the building with holly on your tail you pushed the elevator’s button and shifted your weight from one leg to another while waiting for the elevator. “Y/n?” Hearing a familiar voice you looked to your right and a smile creeped on your face when you saw your boyfriend’s trusted man and bestfriend Namjoom standing there. But your smile dropped slightly when you saw his expression. He looked worried. “Hey joon” Namjoon looked down at you with a small smile and patted your back before stroking holly’s head “hey y/n. What’re you doing here?” “Nothing just came to meet yoongi” you smiled seeing holly licking namjoon’s hand as the elevator door opened. He suddenly looked a little hesitant making you worried “what’s wrong? Is yoongi alright? ” you asked immediately thinking of the worst scenario but joon was quick to calm you as he shaked his head and mumbled “don’t worry he’s fine. He’s just a little mad and he’s probably not yoongi right now but I’m not sure because he kicked me out” you relaxed and nodded starting to get in the elevator but namjoon stopped you “wait. Let me take holly with me.” You nodded giving him holly’s leash and crouched down to smack a kiss on the dog’s head “I’ll be back soon sweetie” you whispered smiling softly and waved at namjoon who nodded and watched as the door closed.
You signed and leaned against the cold wall watching the numbers changing to higher ones. What would have made him so angry for his alter ego to come out? And why didn’t he called you? He usually calls you whenever he gets too much stressed. You were snapped back to reality as the doors opened and you walked out bowing towards some men who bowed towards you. Everyone in this building knows you as their boss’s girlfriend so it’s no secret that they all respect you. Reaching outside his office you knocked on the door softly not hearing any reply which caused you to sigh so you knocked a little harder. A smile reaching your face when you heard his deep voice “stop bothering me namjoon amd piss off” “it’s me” you said softly and a moment later, the door was ripped open only for a second to pull you in before it was slammed shut and you were pinned against the door with his lips on yours and his hands gripping your hips tightly. You whispered his name against his lips, cupping his face and caressed his cheek softly as your lips moved against his smoothly “agust” He kissed you harder for a second before pulling back breathing heavily and leaned his head against yours “what are you doing here? Did you came alone?” Pushing the hair falling on his forehead back you stood on your tiptoes to kiss his forehead feeling him sighing tiredly and relaxing under your touch “no i didn’t came alone. Holly is with joon and i just wanted to see you. Am i disturbing you?” You asked looking at him with big eyes and he smirked squeezing your butt earning a soft giggle from you . Wrapping his arms around your waist he hoisted you up in the air effortlessly causing you to wrap your legs around his waist and he started walked towards his desk all the while you were peppering his face with kisses.
Sitting on his chair with you on his lap you caressed his hair as he leaned back looking at you with soft eyes that contained his love for you. “No you aren’t. Needed you” he breathed out as you lightly touched the scar doing under his right eye. “What happened?” You whispered shivering slightly because of the low temperature in the room and he shaked his head increasing the temperature and pulling you closer “nothing kitten” he mumbled pulling you closer with the back of your neck and crushed his lips on yours making you whimper gently. His tongue immediately dominated yours and you supported yourself by placing your hands on his chest and he groaned sucking your bottom lip before biting the supple flesh. Carding your fingers through his soft hair he growled when you tugged them lightly and pulled you impossibly closer with his hand going inside your oversized hoodie caressing your bare skin. You gasped and whimpered his name softly as he relieved all the stress that has built up. “Are you okay?” You gasped out as he kissed you roughly and growled running his tattooed hand over your back “missed you” he murmured pulling back breathing heavily and you leaned against his chest trying to catch some breath “is yoongi okay?” You whispered looking at him with worried eyes. Worried for both him and his other half which caused his eyes to go soft “yes babygirl we’re fine. Just some petty fuckers trying to take what’s ours” you looked at him with confusion as he placed his suit around you noticing the goosebumps on your arms “what do you mean?” He shaked his head kissing your forehead “don’t think about it.” “Agust” he sighed and looked at you with soft eyes and you perked up realising yoongi was back “yoongi?” He hummed pulling you close when he felt you sliding down and wrapped his arms around your waist “what was agust talking about?” You asked with narrowed eyes and he sighed mumbling “that idiot” “tell me” you whined squeezing his cheeks causing him to groan “is everything okay?” “Yes baby everything is fine. You know we will never let anything happen to you right?” You nodded whispering “ofcourse i know” with confusion still present in your eyes . Yoongi’s jaw clenched and he rasped out “ jungkook found out that someone has been following you since a few days” you gasped and his arms around you tighten “what” yoongi kissed your neck and held you close in his protective embrace “some shitheads are trying to take me down” he scoffed giving your butt a gentle squeeze before looking at you with sharp eyes “i will find them and make them regret their whole life” the shiver that ran down your spine wasn’t because of cold but because of the coldness in his eyes and tone.
Yoongi was always the calm one in situations like this and agust is the rough one but when it comes to you, they both become ruthless gang leaders who won’t ever hesitate to kill anyone who dares to hurt you. “Let’s go home” you whispered and he nodded kissing your head as you stood up from his lap. Standing up you gave him his suit jacket back which he kept in one hand and wrapped his free arm around your shoulder and you both walked out of the room. Walking towards the elevator you looked up at him see him looking ahead with a distant look in his eyes. You know that even though he is physically with you, his mind is somewhere else and it won’t calm down until they catch the person. So squeezing his arm you smiled softly when he looked down at you and he smiled when you said “everything will be fine” he nodded scratching the scar under his eye as you both stepped in the elevator and he pressed the button of the ground floor. You exhaled softly and buried your face in his chest as his arm around your shoulder tighten and he pressed a kiss on your head before breathing out “i love you baby” you smiled whispering “i love you too” in his chest. You pulled away slightly when the elevator door opened and you both walked out but your eyes widened and you suddenly stopped causing yoongi to stop too and look at you slightly alarmed “what’s wrong? ” he asked looking around with his hand already going back towards his gun which was safely tucked in his belt. “I forgot holly!” You exclaimed with wide eyes causing him to sigh “I’ll be right back!” You said with a small laugh and ran back towards the elevator while yoongi shaked his head with a small smile on his face as he heard hoseok laughing in the background.
You hummed softly as you reached the floor of namjoon’s office not noticing a man following behind you who was also in the elevator with you. While you were walking towards joon’s office yoongi glanced at his watch and looked back towards the elevator as a few men working under him bowed towards him. “Hyung?” Yoongi looked back surprised to see namjoon standing behind him with holly besides him who growled happily and went towards yoongi who hummed and chuckled as the happy dog sat besides him and he caressed the dog’s head “you’re leaving early? Y/n went to your office” mumbled yoongi taking his phone out to call you while namjoon nodded “I’ve some work to take care of so i was thinking of asking jungkook to look after holly but i saw you here” yoongi didn’t replied instead waited for you to pick up the call but you never did making yoongi frown. “Maybe it’s in her bag” he murmured sighing “don’t worry she will come back soon besides there’s no one on that floor” yoongi hummed questioning and namjoon nodded “i was the last one there”
“Oh?” You mumbled seeing the lights in namjoon’s office off and only then you noticed that you didn’t saw anyone on your way here. You shrugged thinking he must be with jin or Taehyung and turned around to go back to yoongi but you jumped and a scream almost left your mouth when you saw an unknown man standing right in front of you. You didn’t even heard his footsteps. Placing a hand on your chest you sighed and bowed slightly towards the man before walking past him. He must be one of yoongi’s men. Maybe he also came to find namjoon. Soon a frown settled on your lips when you realized the man was still following you and turned your head slightly and sure enough he was staring straight at you. Something about His gaze made you so uncomfortable that a shiver ran down your spin. You unknowingly speeded your steps and your throat tightened when you heard the man speeding behind you too. Why did namjoon’s office has to be so far from the elevator? A gasp escaped your lips when the unknown man caught up with you and grabbed your wrist harshly causing you to look at him with fear in your eyes. “W-what are doing?! Let me go!” You screamed trying to pull your hand away but his grip only tightened causing you to whimper in pain. You looked around and tears filled your eyes when you realized you were alone with this man and he smirked before raising his hand to hold your arm but before he could, you hastily took out the pepper spray from your bag and sprayed it in his eyes causing him to scream and let you go “you fucking bitch” you whimpered hearing his gruff voice and your feet took off with a thought.
Running towards the elevator as fast as you can , a sob escaped your lips when you heard him running behind you and quickly took your phone out. A shaky breath left your mouth as you saw yoongi’s missed call and immediately called him. You gasped as a ring went by before his deep voice was heard “y/n? Baby namjoon’s here-” “yoongi!” You sobbed hearing him getting closer and yoongi immediately looked alert as fear set inside him “y/n? Hey baby what’s wrong?! Y/n?!” Yoongi growled out the last words as you screamed when the man grabbed your hair tightly and turned your around causing the phone to slip out of your hand and fall on the ground “yoongi!” A scream of his name left your lips when the man raised his hand and slapped you hard causing you to fall on the floor harshly while yoongi was already running “hey! Who the fuck is there?! Y/n?! Don’t fucking touch her dammit” yoongi growled and took the stairs when the elevator took too long and ran up the stairs feeling anger coursing through his body as he heard you crying and screaming for help “you’ll regret touching her when i get my hands on you” you faintly heard his voice from afar because of the ringing in your head and whimpered as the man grabbed your collar and harshly made you stand up. Your eyes widened when the man pinned you to the wall and wrapped his hand around your neck squeezing it tightly which had you gasping for air as your hands tried to push him away. He groaned when your nails scratched his hand and squeezed your throat tighter causing you to close your eyes as your oxygen got cut off and your hands fell limply to your side.
And just as you thought that you’re going to die here, the man was suddenly thrown off of you and you fell on the floor wheezing and gasping for air. You placed a hand on your head feeling dizzy and tried your best to look towards the source of voice “yoongi! Stop!” You heard jin’s voice but you couldn’t open your eyes as leaned against the floor feeling tears flowing down your face as you heard holly barking. While yoongi’s voice changed to a more rough one as he continued throwing punches at the man laying below him “you fucking son of a bitch how dare you touch my fucking woman” yoongi threw a harsh punch on the man’s face and you swear you heard a cracking noise causing you to whimper softly as your vision slowly started coming back and you could make out a blurred sight of jungkook and hoseok trying to stop yoongi who was beating the man who almost killed you harshly. Another string of curse words left yoongi’s lips and you realized that he wasn’t yoongi right now . “Agust” you managed to croak out as your hand reached for him and his head snapped towards you.
He was on his feet in a second and rushed towards you. You sobbed softly as his arms wrapped around you in a protective embrace and leaned against his chest while his jaw was still tight and his eyes were holding so much anger. When yoongi reached where you were and saw that man choking you, he swear something inside him snapped and he saw red as his alter ego forced his way out and ran towards you. If you haven’t called him right now, then the man would have been dead. You gasped and buried your face in his chest and his arms around you tighten. More anger filling inside him when he saw a trail of blood on your lower lip. Cupping your face gently he made you look at him and you cried shaking in his arms “I’m here now. Everything’s okay. You’re okay” he whispered pressing his forehead against you and took you in his arms . His one arm wrapped under your knees and under one held your waist and he stood up holding you bridal style while you laid your head on his chest, your hand gripping his shirt tightly. Looking at namjoon he rasped out “i don’t want any of those shit heads leaving this damn building. They’ll will regret setting a foot here” Namjoon nodded and yoongi started walking ahead with holly following you both. Reaching home he placed you on the bed and your heart tugged tightly when holly whined seeing you hurt. You cooed and caressed his face to reassure him that you’re fine and flinched slightly when yoongi caressed your cheek which had already formed red causing him to clench his jaw. Somewhere in between the ride home, yoongi came back making you worried that agust might be upset but yoongi reassured you that he is fine. He was too angry at that time and he didn’t want you to see him in his scariest form. And the same went with yoongi. He too never want you to see him as a ruthless gang leader. And that’s why he tried to calm down because he didn’t want to scare you more.
After giving you a warm bath ,he helped you wear his hoodie with a pair of your underwear and carried you back to bed before laying down besides you. He unbuttoned his shirt until his sharp torso was on view and cradled your body close to him. You sighed shakily amd buried your face in his chest. He didn’t spoke anything since you both arrived home and that made you more nervous “yoongi?” He hummed kissing your head and you whispered out “s-someone was following me” pulling back slightly yoongi looked at with furrowed eyebrows “what?” You gulped nervously and avoided eye contact as you said “w-when i was coming to meet you, someone was following me and holly sensed it but at that time i-i thought he was just paranoid” taking a harsh breath yoongi stood up and took his gun from the side table causing you to gasp and stand up too “why the fuck didn’t you told me that before?!” He growled out and and started walking towards the door “I’ll fucking kill every single one of them” “no yoongi please stop” you pleaded rushing in front of him and placing your hands on his chest. His hands found there way on your hips , gripping then tightly as he leaned his head against yours “please stop” you whispered with your eyes closed and placed your hand on his heart feeling it pounding “don’t…don’t ever hide anything from me” he breathed out and you nodded as a tear left your eyes which he wiped immediately. He thinks he knows who has been tailing you but he wasn’t sure and that’s why he didn’t went and killed all of them. But right now that didn’t mattered when you looked so scared and nervous. Pulling you closer he pressed his lips on yours in a gentle but passionate kiss as he poured all of his love in it. Throwing the gun somewhere on the floor he picked you up making you wrap your legs around his waist and his one hand held your thigh with the other one on your back. Laying you on the bed gently he kissed you slowly and softly and a soft growl left his lips that had you whimpering his name. As your lips moved smoothly against each other, he whispered “we love you so fucking much babygirl ” you wrapped your arms around his neck whispering “i love you both. So so much”
As you both spent a night embracing each other fully, he showed you how you meant to them . He showed you that they would do anything and everything for you. As your naked form slept peacefully in his arms, his phone vibrated indicating of a message. Yoongi smirked switching his phone off and held you just a little tighter. The smirk turning into a soft smile when you snuggled closer into him and he kissed your bare shoulder softly before falling asleep as well.
Namjoon: lee and his gang are dead
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Summary: Yoongi comes home from the White House trip to his wife who is way too excited for… interior design
Pairing: Yoongi x f!reader
Rating: EXPLICIT. No minors allowed.
Genre: idol!au, established relationship, dad Yoongi + mom OC
WC: <1k
Warning: oral sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, our couple is horny for interior design, also author’s very poor knowledge of interior design thus heavy reliance on google dot com
“So, how is it like? To walk around in the White House?”
Yoongi rolls his eyes as he continues to towel dry his hair. You have been hot on his heels since he came back from the airport, impatiently waiting for him to wash the travel off of him before asking questions.
“We didn’t walk around much, you know, just the areas we needed to be for the clips and stuff.”
He grabs for a tshirt but you stop him. He raises an eyebrow. You simply pull him out of the walk-in wardrobe, directing him to the bed.
“How was the wainscoting?”
“Neatly done.” Yoongi lets you push him down onto the bed. He tries to secure the towel around his waist, but you slap his hand away and straddle him.
“The colors? I read the President installed an inky blue rug in his office.”
Yoongi swallows, feeling your heat even through the terry cloth. “Nice shade of blue.”
You lean forward, eyes boring into your husband’s. His hands reach up to hold your waist. He hears your breath hitch a little.
“Did you see the Zuber wallpaper?”
“What?” He pulls your oversize shirt off and bites back a groan. You have gone braless and your nipples are already hard.
“It’s in the Family Dining Room. Did you get to see it?”
“What? Uh,” Yoongi can’t think clearly, not when you have plastered yourself on his chest, kissing and licking his collarbones. “No, I don’t think so.”
You tut, chiding him. “I told you to pay attention to all those things.”
“I did, I did, babe,” he wiggles his hips, loosening the towel around him more. “Just… wait, I can’t think!”
“The Rose Garden?” You murmur your next question to his skin, mewling a little when he cups your ass.
“Yeah,” he pants, “… think so.”
“Still those icy white roses?” You grind your core harder to his crotch, feeling him hardening beneath you.
“Yeah.”
“Did you- Ah!”
You could barely ask the next question, for Yoongi flips you over and is now hovering above you. The towel is completely off, his erection hot above your panties.
“You’re asking too many questions.” He sits back on his heels, large veiny hands on your waist keeping you still.
You huff. “You know that building is on my design bucket li- ooh!”
Your panties are suddnely pulled off, your legs raised up in an erotic V in the air. And his tongue shoved inside you, reaching the depths to collect your juices.
“The stone…” you wreck your brain to find the name, amidst the carnal pleasure building, “… sandstone… Aquia Creek! Yoongi!”
He slurps and sucks for a few more seconds, then inserting two fingers to replace his wet appendage. “What about it?”
You look down at your husband, at his wet lips and chin. “Did… did you touch it?”
His free hand pulls back the skin over your clit, exposing it to his tongue. “Mmm hmmm.” He grunts his answer.
“Oh fuck,” your legs start shaking. “Fuck, Yoongi, tell me more.”
His tongue leaves your nub, but his fingers move faster jackhammering into you.
“Damn, babe, you weren’t this worked out when I went to Europe.”
You blink, mind reeling from the almost-orgasm. “The… the… thing…”
He smirks at your state. “My tongue and finger got you dumb huh?”
You almost cry when he pulls his fingers out and uses your arousal to lubricate his cock. Panting, you welcome his weight on top of you, the head of his cock searching for your wet hole.
“Baby,” he coos, “let me tell you…”
He trails off as he pushes inside you. Your walls welcome him eagerly. You wrap your legs and arms around him, wanting to feel him, all of him.
“… about the Schonbek chandelliers.”
Your body shudders almost violently the moment the words leave his mouth, at the same time as his cock burying itself fully in you. He chuckles teasingly in your ears.
“Fuck baby, you’re so worked up.”
You can only moan in response.
“Gonna take you there hmm? Fly you out to DC,” he raises himself only to put your legs over his shoulders. “Gonna take you on the tour then fuck you senseless after.”
Your eyes fluter close at his words. His hips are snapping hard and fast, his cock splitting you open, determined to go as deep as he can get it to. You cry out when he leans down to roughly suck your nipple, and in your mind, you see it.
The crystal and gold hanging from the neoclassical ceiling, the lights sparkling with the sun rays that hit them, burning brighter and brighter as Yoongi’s filthy words fill your ears, until you finally erupt.
A/N: ahem, just a little short one of my favorite couple… and if you’re not familiar with this universe, OC is an interior designer (hence probably where Yoongi got all those design trivia in that sexy brain of his). AND… we all have screamed over all the WH photos and how much YG prob has geeked out there, soooo naturally, his lovely interior designer wife very likely geeked out even more too in more ways than one…. and thus this little drabble was born. OK bye for now, I still have a lot of WIPs to go through.
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