So Beautiful

so beautiful

In the Margins (M)

Chapters

01: Winter (5k words) | read on ao3  02: Spring (6k words) | read on ao3  03: Summer (7k words) | read on ao3 04: Fall (13k words) | read on ao3  Total Word Count: 41k words

Summary

You weren’t sure what he would look like. His writing made you think of a cabin nestled among tall pines, a well-worn cardigan, a scotch neat, and a wistful wisp of smoke seeping into the air from the bowl of an unattended tobacco pipe. What stands before you now is a studio apartment in the city, cigarette butts, coffee stains, and a scowl. There’s definitely been a mistake.

Genres: Writer AU / Writer!Yoongi / Editor!You / Editor!Reader / New Relationship / Fluff / Smut / Angst / Humor / Songfic (takes inspiration from Dear My Friend by Agust D)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit / Mature

Pairings: Yoongi x Reader

Content Warnings: E2F2L, slooooooooooow burn, soft smut / hard smut (but not til last chapter), references to hard drug use and death, consummate professional Namjoon, clumsy Namjoon, so just Namjoon, essentially Pied Piper Jungkook, LITERARY YOONGI, BRATTY YOONGI (@sugabratt), DISGUSTED YOONGI, if you don’t want to fall deeper in love with Yoongi, don’t read this.

Influences: You’ve Got Mail, High Fidelity, @gukslut​’s Cream and Sugar, The Bell Jar, Gilmore Girls, Alex & Emma, DayofKaryn’s tweet about Yoongi’s flirting, Paris When it Sizzles, The Way We Were, Cold War, Runaway Bride,  @agata’s post about bts as folklore songs

In the Margins | Playlist

I’M SORRY -

[ ot7 x reader ]

JUNGKOOK -

jk: i’m sorry

jk: didn’t mean to make you upset :(

i hope i die

i should get jumped

barely survive

be on life support until i’m 50

and when i wake up die from the most painful heart attack recorded

i hope no one attends my funeral and i’m publicly and privately made fun of even after i’ve passed

hope my parents are ashamed and i hope that whenever the name jungkook is said people feel sick to their stomachs

i’m gonna throw up

gonna choke myself to death

i have the tightest grip on my throat rn

i’m going red

it’s fading to black

i’m sorry i wasn’t being a good boyfriend

tell bam that his dad was an asshole who didn’t deserve any rights

don’t even let him remember me as his father

i don’t deserve that title

i don’t deserve anything

not after what i did

burn all my clothes

delete all my pictures

tear my face off all posters

cross my name off all paperwork

i am not worthy of anything

y/n: shut up

jk: i’m sorry

y/n: i can tell

jk: i didn’t mean it

y/n: i forgive you

jk: really?

y/n: yeah

jk: do you really or are joking?

if ur joking it’s not a funny joke

y/n: you can come back home now

jk: really 🥺?

y/n: don’t ever use that emoji again

jk: sorry

i’m coming

omw

i love you

this is so great

y/n: you’re so dramatic

jk: i’m sorry

y/n: stop apologising

jk: sorry

i mean

ok

love u

y/n: hurry up

jk: 🏃‍♂️

SEOKJIN -

jin: can you talk to me now

hey

hey

hey

hey

hey

hey

hey

hey

i’m going to kms and it gonna be all your fault if you don’t reply to me

y/n: record it

jin: hey loml 😘😘❤️❤️❤️🤗🤗

WAIT WTF

THATS SO SICK?/?:£:££.&.&.&&.

y/n: what do you want?

jin: i love you ❤️💓🩷

y/n: bye

jin: WAITTTT :(((((((((((((((

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

pls

y/n: what

jin: i’m outside 🤭🤗❤️

y/n: stay outside

jin: am i a dog?????

DON’T ANSWER THAT

anyways

i’ve come to see you princess 😘❤️‍🔥

y/n: gross

go home

jin: i am home 🥺

y/n: ur at MY home

jin: tu casa es mi casa 😚

y/n: that is not how that phrase goes

jin: let me inside pookie it’s cold 😍

y/n: you should have a key if it’s ur house

jin: LET ME IN IM TRYING SOSOSOSO HARD

FUCK YOU

ITS COLD

MY HAIR IS WET

IM DISTRESSED

LET ME INNNNNNNN

y/n: it took you 3 minutes

to be an asshole again

jin: :((((

i really tried that time

i can’t help it

this is real this is me

i was born this way

you can’t change me

ur the asshole if we think about it why are you trying to change people?? let the world know you LOSER

y/n: fyi you can stay outside

jin: PLS NOOOO PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS

y/n: “pls” doesn’t really sound like sorry to me…

jin: I SAID IM SORRY

I DIDN’T MEAN TO SHOUTT

IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRYYYYYYYYYYY

i love you

this is kinda sadistic if you think about it

didn’t know you was a freak like that bae

it’s okay i kinda like it

how about you let me in now

or do you want me to beg more???

pls oh plsssss let me in 🥺

i’ll never be mean again i promise 😇

pls 😚

hello??

babe??????

fr this isn’t funny

hello

HELLO

OPEN THE DOOR PLS

HELLLOOOO

OMH

HELLLLO

pls

i’m fr sorry

i mean it like genuinely

hello

…

okay let’s stop now

…………..

HELLLLO

fuck you

HOSEOK -

hobi: this fighting stuff kinda boring now

….

hello

i’m sorry

BOOOO

:(((

y/n: you can’t just walk out the house mid argument

hobi: in my defence u were being mean

y/n: so were you???

hobi: ??

y/n: be honest are you fr gonna just leave like that when things get hard?

hobi: i mean i might

y/n: …

hobi: things were pretty hard

y/n: AS MAN OF THE HOUSE YOU SHOULD OF GOT RID OF THE SPIDER

hobi: AS A FEMINIST I LEFT YOU TO TAKE CARE OF IT TO HELP YOU FEEL EMPOWERED

y/n: fuck you don’t come home

hobi: i would never lie to u bae 🙏🏼

and i would never suppress a moment for a woman to feel empowered

y/n: don’t actually fucking speak to me

hobi: ily

cheer up baby cheer up baby

y/n: picked the wrong member

jungkook would of helped me

hobi: omg????????

are you fr?

y/n: would never lie to you bae 🙏🏽

hobi: ….

JIMIN -

jimin:

y/n: ???

jimin: are you still mad at me?

y/n: yes jimin wtf

jimin: do you want to have sex?

y/n: yes jimin wtf

jimin: love you

y/n: whatever

jimin: say it back

y/n: i won’t

jimin: you will

y/n: definitely will not

jimin: i’ll sing for you

y/n: no thanks

jimin: no thanks?

y/n: no thanks.

jimin: you say that like i’m bad at singing

y/n: eh

jimin: eh?

y/n: eh.

jimin: i won’t have sex with you

y/n: aw man

jimin: don’t sound too sad

y/n: i won’t

jimin: you should be

y/n: i’m not

jimin: i go crazy in bed yk?

y/n: that is the ugliest thing you have ever said to me

jimin: if ur not in love with me just say that

y/n: i won’t

jimin: so ur IN love with me is what i’m hearing

y/n: ur not hearing anything cuz we are messaging rn

jimin: can you just tell me you love me like a normal person?

y/n: you don’t deserve it

jimin: okay maybe that’s true

but you should do it just once

pretty pls with a cherry on top 🥺

y/n: i’ll punch you

jimin: maybe i’ll enjoy it

y/n: nasty

jimin: kiss me

y/n: where are you?

jimin: ur really gonna kiss me?

y/n: ur talking long to tell me where you are so ig i’m not

jimin: joon’s studio

y/n: maybe i’m omw

jimin: ur so in love with me it’s kinda gross 🤭

YOONGI -

yoongi: :3

y/n: die tbh

yoongi: :3

y/n: your stupid faces mean nothing to me

yoongi: :3

y/n: …

yoongi: :33333

y/n: i hate you

yoongi: :Ɛ

y/n: ew wtf how did you do that

yoongi: Ɛ:

y/n: stop omg

yoongi: i’m sorry :3

y/n: cool

yoongi: i’m fr :3

y/n: idc :3

yoongi: you used the face :3

ur not mad :3

y/n: ur logic is wrong

yoongi: bring the face back :3

and it’s not logic it’s common sense :3

y/n: ur wrong

yoongi: never been wrong a day in my life :3

y/n: that’s crazy

so when you shouted at me for no reason you weren’t in the wrong?

good to know

yoongi: okay i never said that :3

y/n: but you did

yoongi: ur being annoying :3

y/n: fuck you

DID YOU JUST SEND ME 10K?????????

yoongi: did i? :3

y/n: you can’t just buy my forgiveness

yoongi: i can’t? :3

y/n: this is not how relationships work yoongi

yoongi: this is how our relationship works :3

y/n: no it’s not

STOP SENDING ME MONEY OMG?:£:£:’

yoongi: :3

y/n: you are still not forgiven leave me alone

yoongi: unforgiven i’m a villain :3

y/n: SEND ANOTHER 10k AND UR GETTING BLOCKED

yoongi: ur making me real upset rn :3

y/n: go back to work

yoongi: stop being mad at me :3

y/n: die

yoongi: don’t say that i’m about to get on a plane :3

y/n: now i feel bad

yoongi: say sorry :3

y/n: nvm

yoongi: :(

look you’ve made me change faces hope you feel bad :(

y/n: i don’t

yoongi: ur sick and twisted :(

y/n: cry about it

yoongi: really hope i survive this plane ride :(

y/n: i will not be guilt tripped by you

yoongi: you told me to die knowing i was getting on a plane :(

y/n: bye

yoongi: what if i had a deep deep fear of flying and u made that fear 10x worse rn :(

y/n: you don’t

yoongi: you don’t know a thing :(

y/n: fuck you

yoongi: do you really want ur last words to me be fuck you :(

y/n: fly safe

TAEHYUNG -

y/n: no

tae: hiiiiiiii

wtf how did you know

y/n: blocked

tae: NONONONONONO

y/n: you have one minute

go

tae: i am walking alone rn

y/n: ???

tae: on the street

y/n: ok?

tae: alone

y/n: you said that

tae: ALONE

ALL ALONE

y/n: right

tae: it’s not right actually

ITS VERY FAR FROM RIGHT

i’m ALONE

do you know what could happen to me rn?

i could literally be snatched up off the street by anyone

y/n: hopefully it’s a rehabilitation centre 🙏🏽

tae: WHAG IS UR PROBLEM

IM ALONE ALONE ALONE ALONE

ME

KIM TAEHYUNG ALONE ON THE STREET

WHAT ARE YOU NOT GETTING HERE?

y/n: ur one minute is up

tae: no it’s not

can you pls care for me rn i’m stressed out

y/n: it was pretty stressful when you stood me up yesterday

but i powered through 💪🏽

i’m sure you can do the same!!!

tae: that never happened

pls let’s pretend that never happened

i’m the perfect boyfriend i swear

y/n: get lost

like actually

never come back

tae: 😢

you don’t even mean that

y/n: are you sure?

tae: IM SORRY PLS PLSPLSSSSSS

forgive me

y/n: no

tae: you can have my card

y/n: don’t want it

tae: take my house

i’ll give you my keys rn

y/n: i have ur keys

tae: you do?

you thief omg

give them back

y/n: you left them here???

after YOU stormed out my house after you made ME upset

tae: oh yeah

i’m coming back now

y/n: asshole

tae: let’s put this behind us and move on

that’s a great idea i say

y/n: you are single

tae: don’t say that

y/n: said it

tae: we are actually engaged and expecting our 10th child

y/n: you are single

tae: top 10 singles

made a few of those in my time

LOL

i’m funny right

say i’m funny

y/n: it’s painful talking to you

tae: painfully in love with me are you?

y/n: it’s like i’m taking to a brick wall

you have like selective hearing

tae: what i’m hearing is you want to kiss me on the lips?

y/n: call an ambulance

tae: feeling so much love for me ur throwing up?

???

hello

oh

ok

maybe i do deserve this

NAMJOON -

y/n: would you now like to explain why the hell you sent halsey flowers on MY birthday??

namjoon: it wasn’t just on ur birthday i’ve been sending them all week for like a month now

y/n: namjoon what the fuck??

namjoon: i’m confused

y/n: UR confused????

do you like her or something?

namjoon: ofc i like her!

y/n: so ur cheating?

namjoon: what

y/n: ur cheating on me and you have no shame???

what the actual fuck is wrong with you??

namjoon: i’m not cheating?

y/n: for a month now you’ve been sending another girl that you like flowers

EVERY WEEK???

namjoon: every friday

y/n: fuck you

namjoon: i’m confused how that’s cheating when you told me to do that?

y/n: WHEN HAVE I EVER SAID “OH NAMJOON SEND OTHER BITCHES FLOWERS”

namjoon: you literally said you loved how halsey’s bf gave her flowers every week and that you wished i did that?

y/n: ….

there is no way

….

namjoon

oh my god

kim fucking namjoon

LMAOOSO ARE YOU FR?

namjoon: what??? i’m so confused pls tell me what i did wrong

i would never cheat on you

ur freaking me out

y/n: think about it

why would i wish you sent halsey flowers?

think

like really think

namjoon: IDK i was confused as hell but you seemed like you really wanted me to

so i did

y/n: i meant i wanted you to buy ME flowers you idiot omg

namjoon: oh

that makes a lot more sense

y/n: yeah

you are the dumbest smart man i’ve ever met

namjoon: my fault

i get confused sometimes 😞

y/n: i love you

namjoon: i love you too

ur not mad anymore?

y/n: could never be mad at you silly

desperate | pjm (m.)

pairing: model!jimin x pa!reader

summary: being Jimin's assistant made you immune from his flirty tactics, but somehow you find it hard to resist him when he unusually becomes desperate.

rating: 18+ | word count: 3.8k

genre/au: smut (a bit of plot if you squint)

warnings/content: crude language, masturbation, fellatio, handjob, deepthroating, face fucking?, switch dynamics, a lot of pining ig, cheeky jimin that has many lustful thoughts and he's a brat too oml

a/n: been a long while and this is unplanned as always lmao. was supposed to be posted on the 14th but the universe said no so i couldn’t post it. anyways, this is for the 2nd anniversary of this blog’s official debut in this community so why not post a fic of the person who made me start writing in the first place, as the first fic of 2023 just like he was my first fic in this blog (just in time with vibe’s release, his solo album announcement and his official partnership with Dior too! 0.0). thank you Jimin for being my light, i love you 🥰

― masterlist — navigation — wips

You’re currently on your knees, helping Jimin out with his problem.

Not that kind, goodness no. He’s been doing practice poses for his shoot as soon as he arrived like he always does in each photoshoot. You ignored his flushed look when he entered the studio, already knowing his morning routine and went straight for the pre-shoot meeting. Everything was smooth until you noticed some stain on his black pants when you were checking him for any final touches.

So here you are now, dabbing the wet wipes around the spot on his thigh while he’s leaning against the frame of the glass partition behind him. 

He’s lucky that most of the staff are not here yet so you have time to remove the stain from his pants, a cum stain that almost made you scream when he told you sheepishly that it was from some girl he fucked this morning before coming to the studio.

“are you still mad? i told you i didn't realize she’d be a creamer”

In any other situation, this would've been a strange exchange with someone you essentially work for. Jimin has no filter in the way he talks to you but you don’t really mind it as you do the same. You and he have grown closer to one another each day since you started working for him so these types of conversations became normal between you both.

It's one of the perks of Jimin hiring someone around his age for a personal assistant. You've been with him from the very start of his career, barely scraping anything during that time with the both of you fresh from graduation. When he initially asked you, you looked at him incredulously because his plan was quite risky. Jimin understood your hesitance but he was surprised when you finally agreed after a bit of consideration.

Your friends said that it must be the puppy eyes that he constantly gives you but no, you knew of Jimin during college. It’s common knowledge from your mutual acquaintances of how hardworking he is and you’ve witnessed it a few times before so you said yes because why not. You're both in the same boat anyways, still looking for other jobs and who knows, if this works then it will be great for your future careers. 

You remember when Jimin got his very first paycheck, running up to you with a tight hug and asking you something that you’ve been wanting for a while. You were confused but then he cracked a smile and revealed that he wanted to treat you as a gratitude for doing your best to find casting calls and gigs for him. You were happy of course, with both of your hard work finally coming to fruition.

This dynamic you have with Jimin as a very close friend and colleague has been pretty balanced as the years go by. There are times when you fought, unavoidable with your contrasting personalities but you both became comfortable with one another regardless. This makes your teamwork efficient with more understanding from both sides as your relationship gets closer.

“believe me, it’s hers, not mine i swear” he adds, repeating what he explained earlier when you don’t answer him.

Thoughts aside, you do, of course, believe him because Jimin’s one of the most responsible guys you’ve ever known. He always comes prepared for photoshoots and arrives early to do last-minute check-ups despite what his shenanigans are the night before like earlier today. He’ll never go bare with anyone to avoid risks because he already experienced some scares before from past hookups.

No answer from you still but it’s partly because you've been in shambles on the inside with what you feel for him these days. You’re not only annoyed by this whole thing but you also felt uneasy at what he said. You’ve been used to it but you somehow felt the sting when he explicitly laid out his latest hookup. 

You’ll never admit to yourself or him why because it would be unprofessional.

At the same time, you’ve also been fighting to focus only on finishing up what you’re doing, occasionally straying your eyes toward the glass windows to calm yourself down. He was practically naked in front of you, with his damn gold necklace where its round pendant dances around his belly button and pointing down to the huge bulge he was sporting. And it would’ve helped if he’s covered, at least while you’re still on the floor. But apparently, he felt the need to not zip it up and just wear it as it is, torturing you with his sculpted body. 

You shouldn’t mind it but you’re a bit suspicious because Jimin’s always been involved in his photoshoots. He always consults with you regarding his outfits even if it’s not part of your job. He often asks for your input as well, discussing his ideas with you before he gives them a go. For this shoot, he picked this specific hooded jacket among all the ones that you’ve shown him, insisting on wearing it without anything under it because this one is apparently very loose. 

Which became an immense distraction to you. 

You remember zoning out earlier in the meeting room when Jimin was picking the final photos from his pre-shoot, trying all the concepts that he’s been wanting to do. You were already a mess with his slicked-back hair and exposed body along with his tight pants. And now you couldn't stop staring at his veiny hands as they hovered around the pictures. The gold rings on both of his index fingers didn’t help either, turning your focus on them instead of listening to him explaining to you and his stylist. 

Jimin of course notices and teases you like always. Though he’s been doing it more frequently these days, adding more to the brewing tension between you. 

He ran his fingers through the pinned pictures on the pegboard and casually picked up the pictures near where you were standing by the edge of the table. He leans closer and closer so you have to fight the urge to look at him, instead focusing your attention on talking with this stylist.

“you alright, __?”

You just scoff and roll your eyes at him, brushing him off with an excuse of being sleep deprived. He’s doing this on purpose, he could’ve lied to you earlier about fucking someone because how is he still hard? Thankfully he zipped up for now so his oversized jacket covers it but you knew he had a hunch about why you’d been acting weird around him right now.

Jimin's been smiling, knowing that his current hairstyle has been your favourite. He noticed it when he had his rainbow blond one last time where you couldn't stop touching his hair, hands constantly on it whether hair spraying it or simply tugging its strands whenever you can, reasoning that it's looking messy though it's not.

You couldn't stop looking at him too, eyes staying on him more than you ever did since working for him. That's why he specifically talked to the stylist and the photographer about bringing this hairstyle back for this photoshoot since it’ll also fit with his whole look. Also, you’ve been sneaking glances at him today which has been lifting up his mood. It just adds to how hard his dick is already, affecting you this much makes him very excited for today.

“Jimin, you can't do the shoot with this” you will yourself to ask, relieved that your voice came out sterned. When you look up at him, Jimin swears that his cock just twitched at the view of you in this position, his thoughts playing a different scenario where you’re giving him the suck of his life.

“then help me..” he mindlessly responded, totally not paying attention to what you’re referring to. He's not sure really, his mind’s still hazy and all he can think of is the ache of his balls from not being able to cum earlier.

“i’m trying” you grumble, ignoring his pouting. He’s adorable when he’s like this, and he uses that on you when he wants something. Sometimes it works when he combines it with his affectionate touches but you have to be strong this time. You’re not even sure what he’s specifically talking about but then you’ve also been occupied in trying to fight off your growing lust for him. 

Jimin’s pout turns into a grin after catching your eyes flickering from looking anywhere and on his bulge again, he can sense how your hand’s so tempted to touch it with how much you’re gripping his pants. Your hand continues to fidget, eyes unfocused as you continue to wipe off that stain as hard as you can just in case. You don’t look annoyed now either, but you’re wearing a struggling expression that tells him just how conflicted you are at this moment.

You’re beyond torn because that fucking tent of his pants is dissolving your annoyance little by little with sinful thoughts already creeping up your mind the longer you stay down the floor. 

“where are you looking at?”

“the city view looks good from here”

You automatically answer, clearing your throat in the process before gathering up the pack of wet wipes and the damp cloth along with a bowl of cold water from the ground. You avoid looking at Jimin’s face because you knew he was going to try something now that he noticed your slight slip of judgment.

“yeah, the view is amazing but my view from here is better”

“up or down?” 

“both, but i’d say down. you’d say the opposite, right __?”

You almost dropped what you're holding at his remark but this is nothing new to you: Jimin shamelessly throwing his lewd innuendos at you at any chance he got. You indulge him in it, after all, it’s just harmless flirting between friends, something that you never expected when you took this job. Sometimes it's part of your banter, you doing the same thing to him which catches him off guard sometimes when he's focusing on something while working. You especially do it when discussions of his escapades come to light, which you helped in arranging because of his demanding schedules.

Yes, you’re this dedicated to your job even if it sometimes causes an ache in your heart. 

“why? didn’t you fuck someone?” you deflect, not giving him the satisfaction of knowing how much he’s affecting you.

“yeah but i didn’t get to cum, couldn’t…” he trails off as he closes his eyes and grabs his crotch to hopefully feel a little bit of comfort but it's no use. He wants to tell you why he couldn't, wants to let you know who has been stopping him from getting off with other people but you don't care anyways.

“then get rid of it, you still have time”

You state with urgency, nervously looking around if anyone saw but everyone’s been doing their own thing. Patting his thigh, you stand up from your kneeling position and push aside your want to help him in getting rid of it. He might be good at hiding his expressions but he does look like he’s been struggling for hours since he arrived on set. Jimin didn’t do anything but huff before retreating to the dressing room to take care of his problem.

Now that most of the staff are here, you check in with them for any possible last-minute changes. It took your mind off Jimin a bit but your eyes couldn’t stop glancing at the door of his dressing room. You shake your head, pushing yourself to focus on your current task. It’s still early but you want to make sure Jimin’s ready when the scheduled time for his photoshoot is on. This is an important shoot for him so you just hope that he finishes as soon as possible to not keep everyone waiting. 

After you’ve double-checked everything, you decide to fetch Jimin. Nearing his door though is making you more agitated than you already are. You’re about to knock when you hear his loud, sexy groan. fuck. 

You haven't really heard how Jimin sounds properly because each time you catch him fucking someone, either during his breaks or random times when you need something for him to confirm, his partners’ moans usually overpower his so this is quite new, and you won’t deny that you'd love to hear more of it.

“oh fuck..fuck”

Jimin being this loud causes you to panic at the possibility of anyone in the studio hearing him like this. This might not be new for some of the staff but still, you just don’t want everyone to hear how he sounds like. 

You took a deep breath before wandering your eyes around if anyone was watching but thankfully, everyone was busy.

.

He wonders if you’re listening, purposely moaning louder than he intends to as he fists his cock. You probably don’t care and if you ever catch him, you’ll just ignore his attempts and scold him for taking too long at this. It’s always been the case with you but he does find it amusing to piss you off more.

So when he hears the door opening, a smirk creeps up on his face before opening his half-lidded eyes.

“y–”

“shut up” you seethe as you approach his propping form on his vanity. He thinks it's just one of his imaginations again, indulging him with his fantasies. But when he feels you grab the chain of his wrap necklace towards you, his eyes open fully before releasing a small gasp. The smaller chain loop fastens gradually around his neck when you begin pulling its long chain gently while looking into his eyes. He maintains eye contact and you notice the hunger and mischief in them as you continue to pull his necklace.

“s-shit” he whines quietly, though the smirk still remains on his gorgeous face as his hand continues to stroke his cock even faster. His other hand reaches for the dark bottle of lube, bringing it in front of you before pumping its nozzle on his very angry tip.

He closes his eyes again, placing the bottle back on the table while his other hand spreads the lube around his dick. You’re speechless for a second with this whole show he’s putting on, pausing to watch him. It’s when his other hand comes up in an attempt to touch you to come closer that breaks your reverie, swatting his hand away.

You stare him down, brows scrunching while contemplating what to do next. This would be crossing whatever boundaries you have with Jimin both in your personal and professional relationship. You had to look away from him to think this through. You’re used to seeing him semi-naked with other people before but not like this. Him now naked from the waist down in front of you, his tight black pants pooling around his ankles.

It’s Jimin’s desperate whimpers that made your mind up. There’s no point in denying wanting the same thing he desires from you.

“i’ll help you but don't make a sound” you command and he nods, too fucked out to respond because all he wants is his release.

Your hand replaces his before you kneel on the hard floor, immediately swallowing his cock to not waste more time. One of Jimin’s hands is on your head at once, not gripping your hair but just holding onto you for support because fuck, your mouth feels so much better than his hands, hell it's even better than pussies he’s had before.

It’s you, of course, Jimin has always thought about how much better you’ll be at pleasuring him than others. He smiles after noticing your demeanour change as soon as your mouth envelops him. It must be the lube flavour that he specifically picked knowing apple’s one of your favourites. Your mouth is greedily sucking him in now, warm tongue lapping up the entirety of his cock.

"you were drooling for my cock earlier, hmm? bet you wouldn't mind sucking me off in front of everyone outside" his mocking tone shudders, his attempt of gaining control wavering with you being encouraged by what he said. You bob your head faster, opening your mouth more to take him deeper cause the view from where you are is spurring you to do more. Jimin in his fucked out glory is a sight to watch, his gold link earrings swaying as he tosses his head back, his plump lips getting swollen from him biting them to hold his moans in.

You want to see more of it. 

When Jimin’s not closing his eyes from the pleasure, they never leave yours as he stares right into them. He surprises you when he gets up from leaning on the vanity, his hand moving from the top of your head down to the back of your neck to pull you closer to him. This made him push deeper into your mouth so you loosen your jaw, the new angle allowing more of his length in your mouth. As soon as his tip reaches the back of your throat, you’re unable to stop releasing gurgling moans when it nudges further.

“can’t..believe..you’re.. choking on my cock right now..”

Jimin rasps needily as he rolls his hips slowly, deeper with each thrust. The vibrations from your moans are not helping him in holding his orgasm longer. He’s been trying hard because he wants to prolong this, relish this view of you on your knees and your mouth on him because who knows if this will ever happen again. He’s losing himself, grinding on your face while his hand starts massaging your nape in time with his thrusts.

Now you’re confused because you for sure thought that he’ll start fucking your throat roughly the moment you allowed him but he’s not. You take a deep breath through your nose as you come up, readying your throat in case he’ll change his mind later when he’s close to cumming. But the way he’s touching your nape is making you relax, distracting you from your main reason for helping him in the first place.

He’s close already, his cock's been throbbing before you started bobbing your head earlier. His pace also changes a bit faster but is still slow and you’re confused as to why he’s been holding back. His breathing turns erratic and his lower abs are flexing. You know it so before he does so dig your nails into both of his meaty thighs before one of your hands leaves and pushes away his hold on your head. 

You take him deeper until your lips reach the skin of his crotch, immediately pushing back when he grabs your head again, releasing his cock from your mouth which causes Jimin to whimper in frustration.

“that's for making me wipe other girl's cum on your pants” you glare at him, voice hoarse from taking him that deep in your throat. Standing up from kneeling was making your legs wonky, feeling numb from your previous position but your mind’s not on it with your prior annoyance resurfacing because of his attempt to pacify you.

Jimin, however, begins laughing.

Your brows rise from his reaction, totally not expecting this because you were really sure that you already got him under you.

“so you’re jealous after all,”

“i’m not, i wouldn’t help you if i were” you counter, avoiding his eyes as you pull his jacket back on him, it was slipping on one side already, showing his muscular arms and the tattoo on his ribs. Your fingers have minds of their own when you start tracing each of the letters, causing Jimin to shiver at your touches but the devilish smile remains on his handsome face.

“but you’re doing it to prove something, right?”

You don’t know how to answer him and you don’t want to tell him the truth because it’ll just feed his already massive ego. Instead, you grab his swollen dick, hot and heavy in your hands and begin stroking him roughly. The slick from the lube, his precum and your saliva made it easier for your plan. There’s no way you’ll let him, he’ll never be able to make you admit it.

The smile disappears from his lips as his whole body shakes with a cry, not expecting your punishing pace on him. You want to look at him, to watch his smug face morph back into a pliant one.

But you can’t.

Jimin couldn't cum earlier while fucking another girl because all he can think about is you and now you’re doing what exactly he’s been imagining for months, years. You’re still not looking at him, your brows scrunching in focus on jerking him off. He can’t stop himself from bucking into your hands when your thumb starts flicking his mushroom tip, nudging his frenulum with your index finger before squeezing his shaft each time you do it.

You’re honestly amazed at how Jimin manages to hold off his climax this long but it shouldn’t surprise you when he has such incredible control of his body. It’s when your other hand reaches out to pull his necklace again to pull him towards you, that he finally gives in. It never crossed your mind that modifying this necklace by combining it with his gold link could serve as an advantage for you when playing with him.

Jimin’s hand leaves the table to muffle his mouth, eyes somewhat begging you to let him cum. You smile and he lets himself go through a series of incoherent cries, still covering his mouth like you ordered him to. And despite knowing how loud he can be, you quickly move to remove his hands to finally hear the delicious moans that he’s been obediently keeping. 

He continues to rock his hips despite the overstimulation, trying to catch your eyes and when you do look up, he’s back to purposely biting his lips as he gapes at you with his dark brown eyes.

He’s grinning while still biting his lips as he shoots more of his cum into your hands, it’s spilling all over but most of it landed on your black sheer top, especially on the sleeves.

“Jimin what the fuck! you came so much..” your enamoured eyes are focusing on his slit that’s still releasing loads of his sticky cum around your fingers.

“yeah, been holding them back” for you, he wants to add but he just chuckles, breathlessly and all giddy while eyeing you. It could be high from his mind-blowing orgasm but it’s more with how he basically just covered you with his cum.

You look cute when you’re annoyed, grumbling because of the stains on your sheer puffy top. Some of them are on your black leather pants too, and this just adds to his amusement as he watches you walking around frantically, looking for something to clean you both up with before his photoshoot finally commences in about a minute or so.

Jimin’s not sorry of course, seeing his cum stains on you is stirring something carnal in him. It's his way of marking you because you're his now, well, kind of. He'll just make sure to properly mark you next time.

e/n: i initially wrote this around the time it came out and during his birthday but wasn’t planning on posting it until later cuz i do have other priority fics but i just have to since i wasn’t able to post him last year 😭

“ a n g e l ”

p a i r i n g : yoongi x reader

g e n r e : boyfriend au.

t a g s : unprotected sex, creampies, boyfriend!yoongi, domestic fluff, idol yoongi, slice of life, age-difference, possessive sex, face-sitting, blow jobs, breeding kink, brief phone sex, accidental voyeurism, y’all get caught by hobi lmao, yoongi deflowers you lol, corruption kink, sweetheart!reader

s u m m a r y : he’s yours and you are his. you didn’t need a magazine to tell you that, because the media knew nothing about what went on behind the scenes.

w o r d c o u n t : 7 k

Sunlight creeps through the closed blinds, some parts hitting your face and others on your back. It feels a bit warm, you softly moan in protest and bring the covers over to hide your face. Judging by how bright it is in the room it must already be late morning, maybe even noon.

"...y/n," a low raspy voice mumbled out to you, "I'm hungry."

You squeeze your eyes shut and curl up into a tiny ball with your face buried in the covers, "I am too." It's half-bullshit because you know you're just talking out of your ass since you're half-asleep and still in the process of waking. "I want... want pancakes.. with sprinkles." You mumble, though it comes out muffled because you've burrowed yourself.

Yoongi rolls over, throwing his leg over your body and hugging you close, "We had pancakes yesterday."

"Right.. waffles?"

He chuckled quietly in response and buried his nose in your neck, "You're unbelievable baby, why don't we go out? I'm sure it's brunch." The whine you let out didn't need much explanation as he sighed, "We can bring it back here yeah? I know you wanna finish watching your Rick and Morty show."

You stayed quiet for a little bit thinking about your options. A.) stay in the comfort of your home where you have your soft warm bed, or B.) get out of bed, get dressed, and go outside only to come back. ".... Fine." You muttered slowly peeking your head out of the covers, "Promise we come back?"

"Promise," Yoongi grinned as he propped himself up while staring at you, "now c'mere and give me a kiss baby."

A soft giggle left your lips as you leaned in to peck his lips. You did this three times before he grabbed the back of your head with a laugh as he kissed the hell out of you. Yoongi grinned softly against your lips as he pulled back just a little, "Such a tease," he eyed your lips and then you, "so fuckin' beautiful."

"Yoongi," you whined feeling shy about his compliments, "are we going or not?"

"Shh," he smothered you with more kisses, murmuring in-between, "let me give my princess more kisses."

Your heart soared at the words, you loved how affectionate he was with you. Everyone perceived him as a cold rapper with attitude but no one knew him like you did. He was your baby boy at heart, sure he could be scary at times but he was a complete sweetheart if you were being honest.

You and Yoongi met one day on one of the BTS Run! sets. At first it started with him staring at you and just overall checking you out, but then he actually made small talk. The two of you got along pretty well and by the end of the episode he left with your number.

Over the next weeks you learned he was older than you—a six year age-gap separating the two of you. You didn't mind it much, in fact the increase in age was kind of hot to you. Yoongi was much like you anyways, he liked them a little younger. The two of you talked and talked until he confessed his feelings and vice-versa.

Yoongi took it slow and you were glad he did because this was your first serious relationship. You guess you could say you were a virgin in both aspects: first kiss, first time. He didn't judge nor find it unappealing that you hadn't ever been serious with anyone. In fact he fucking loved it.

The idea of being the first and only person in your life that held you, whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and got to kiss those soft lips of yours did things to him. You even had a pretty little purity ring, but the cherry on top was when you told him you have never even touched yourself. It was like a flip had switched within him, you remembered it so clearly;

yoonie<3 [10:45]

just got home from the studio love

have you eaten?

yea i had a late class today :(

sorry to hear that baby

you in bed now?

yep!

You decided to send a selfie of you cuddled up to the Sanrio pillow he had bought you during a date. You deemed it cute enough to send and waited patiently for his response. Of course you didn't expect one right away because Yoongi wasn't big on texting. He enjoyed face-to-face or talking on the phone.

Your phone buzzed and you scrambled to pick it up, rolling on your tummy with your feet in the air as you smiled like a school girl.

yoonie<3 [10:50]

you look so fucking cute baby

you're wearing my shirt aren't you?

it's super comfy lol it smells like you

what else you have on baby?

A soft blush spread over your cheeks as you bit your lip. You felt butterflies in your tummy as you tried to make sense of his question. Was he genuinely curious or was he asking because of other intentions.. Either way you couldn't fight off the nervousness you felt.

i'm wearing the white shorts you bought me

yoonie<3 [10:53]

can i see?

Panic set in as you sat up, "Crap.. what do I do now?" You chewed on your bottom lip nervously, clearly you've never been in a situation like this, much less with your boyfriend. You looked towards the large mirror on your wall across your bed. You softly grinned, "Bingo."

You switched your main lights off and turned on your LED lights, lighting your room up in a fuchsia color. You sat up straight facing the mirror and blushed as you got into what you assumed was the cowgirl position, sitting on your knees as you spread your thighs apart and posed. You made sure the curve of your waist to your ass was on display as you snapped the photo.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod," you rushed out while sending the photo and tossing your phone aside.

yoonie<3 [10:55]

shit

that's so fucking hot baby

can i see what's under?

You were feeling a little bit bolder than usual so you slowly took off the shirt and shorts, leaving you in your matching bra/underwear. You switched the camera and raised your arm a little, using your other to cup your breasts to push them together. You angled the camera down to capture your panties as well. That wasn't the only photo you took.

You bit your lip and decided to take off your bra, pushing your breasts together in one and then in the second photo you snapped it of your ass. After hitting send you laid back just staring at the ceiling thinking about what you had just done. Wild thoughts running through your mind, wondering about Yoongi's reaction or if he saw them at all.

The phone suddenly began ringing, scaring you out of your wits as you jumped. You grabbed the phone with excitement thrumming in your body as you swiped to answer it, "Yoongi?"

"What was all that baby? You trying to make me lose it?" He huskily breathed into the phone.

His deep raspy voice had you pressing your thighs together. It aroused you to no ends hearing him like this, knowing you were the cause. "Do I look pretty?" You softly asked.

"You look so fucking beautiful, wish you were here with me now."

"If I was there what would you do?" You twirled a strand of your hair playing along with Yoongi's little game.

Yoongi released a noise akin to a growl, "You don't even know the half of it pretty girl, I'd have you in my bed with nothing but your pretty panties on. Just wanna leave kisses all over your body, some marks on those pretty tits of yours. Don't even get me started on your ass baby, it's god-send."

All these things being said to you all at once made you flush with desire, a dull throbbing sensation came from between your thighs. You found yourself laying on your side, phone tucked under your ear as you tried to calm down. "Yoongi.." you murmured shyly, "It feels so hot in here."

"Take your panties off baby, I know my sweet girl wants to play with herself, let me guide you baby."

You set the phone down on speaker, shuffling around and slowly sliding your panties down, "They're off."

"Good girl, tease yourself baby. Play with those pretty nipples first. Imagine it's me there with you, sucking on them and pinching." He breathed out softly, shuffling can be heard on his end.

You bit your lip and cupped your breasts and squeezing gently. Slowly you slid the straps off your shoulders and let your breasts pour out from the bra. The cool air caused your nipples to harden almost immediately, it made you sigh softly as your fingers came up to gently roll the nub around. It caused your clit throb even more, pleasure spreading all around specifically down between your legs.

"Oh the things I'd do to you.. you don't know how much I want to fuck you love, you drive me so crazy, especially those pretty lips of yours. I always imagine what it'd be like to have those lips wrapped around my cock. More so that fat ass of yours." He breathed out, a slick sound coming from the other end of the phone.

You whimpered softly, free hand slowly slipping down to cup your hot pussy. Slick was starting to build up slowly, you ran the tip of your index finger up and down your soft folds. It felt hot down there, even more when you dipped in to touch at your hooded clit and then your slicked up hole. "I'm so wet," you breathed out, slowly poking at your tight hole.

"Go on baby, rub on your pretty pussy. Use your finger to tease your clit. Go slow for me, get yourself even wetter." Yoongi groaned out.

Listening to his words you slowly circled your clit and found a nice angle you liked and pressed down, firmly rubbing over it. It felt good, your legs quivered slightly as you forced them apart and let the cool air brush against your parted folds. "I feel so empty, I need more," you moaned out, toes curling and uncurling as you gave yourself pleasure.

"Slip a finger inside baby, finger yourself open."

You slowly slipped your hand down and pressed your middle finger in, slowly pushing it into your pussy. It hurt a little, stinging until a dull throbbing pain took over. A pained moan left your lips as you managed to fit your finger in. The pain was very much there but died down just a tiny bit. "It hurt a little.." you mumbled softly, panting just a little.

"I'm sorry baby, if I was there I'd kiss it all better. If you don't like it we can stop."

"No, I want to keep going, it feels good when I rub myself at the same time." You shyly admitted while using your other hand to rub at your clit slowly, the pain and pleasure mixing quite well.

"Fuck baby, you're gonna make me cum when you talk like that. Makes me feel like one of those high school boys." Yoongi chuckled breathily.

You wanted to laugh at his words when all of a sudden you hit a spot that had your legs quivering even more. "Ohh.." you moaned out, your hips canted upwards towards the feeling. "Yoongi," you whined quietly as you rubbed faster while pumping your finger in and out.

There was a soft squelching noise that came from between your thighs. You got a little overzealous with your pleasure, finger going faster as you hiked your legs up and apart. "Mmm, feels so good. I'm getting so close."

Yoongi groaned softly, "Go on baby, cum for me. I'm so close too." He quietly huffed, the slick noises on the other end getting louder and louder.

You whimpered softly as your brows furrowed, the pleasure was rising higher and higher. You were embarrassed that you were coming this quickly but in your defense it was the first time you ever did this. Your mouth fell open in a silent moan, body shuddering and quaking.

"Cum baby," Yoongi panted out, the shuffling noises getting faster and faster.

"Yoongi," you finally sobbed, body shaking as your orgasm rolled through you. It left your body weak and satisfied, a low pulsing feeling came from between your legs as your pussy throbbed around your digit. You rode out your orgasm just listening to Yoongi's own moaning and curses as he presumably came.

"I can't wait to get my hands on you,"

+

Yoongi had been busy preparing for his leave to LA, you understood the consequences of dating a worldwide idol so it wasn't a big deal to you. It wasn't like he didn't make time for you, Yoongi still managed to squeeze in a date or two amidst the chaos unfolding. He still came home to you no matter how tiring his day had been, something you found endearing.

"I'm home," he called out in a lazy tone, "I bought those chips you were eyeing at the store the other day."

You turned around from your place on the couch, "Oh thank you, you didn't need to though Yoonie." A soft giggle escaped your lips as you stretched out and went to greet your boyfriend with a kiss. You gently pried the bags from his hand, "I made your favorite," you softly grinned.

Yoongi sent you a soft tired smile, "Thank you baby, I'll eat some right now. Gonna shower and get this shit off me." He muttered motioning to whatever the hell he thought he had on his face.

You pouted softly at his tired look and decided to just hop into the shower with him. You missed him deeply, missed his touch and overall just the feeling of him holding you in his arms. You quietly followed him, watching as he stripped and stepped into the shower. You slowly stripped and made your way into the spacious shower space.

Yoongi made a noise of surprise when he felt your arms come up to wrap around his middle. "Baby?" He asked softly as he placed his hands over your arms.

"Wanted to help you relax." You shyly mumbled into his back as you pressed soft kisses on his shoulder blade and back.

He didn't say anything after that and just sighed letting the warm water run down your bodies. He turned around to bring you into his arms as he swayed side to side with you. You enjoyed this type of intimacy with him just holding you. It reminded you so much of the first time he held you like this.

Coincidentally it had all started with a shower too;

"Ow–wait," you hissed when Yoongi pressed into you, cock slipping past your wet folds. Your hand came up to gently grip his biceps as your hips moved away from his, "Hurts really bad."

Yoongi grunted softly as he took ahold of his cock and pulled back, "Should we stop?" He asked while rubbing the tip of his cock over your folds, pressing on your clit as he slid his cock side to side.

"No, I just.. give me a sec." You mumbled, taking deep breaths and trying to relax. You knew it'd hurt but if you kept overthinking like this you might as well never have sex then. You were pretty sure it wasn't going to end horribly or anything. You'd done foreplay with Yoongi going down on you and getting you nice and wet on his fingers beforehand.

With a quiet sigh you moved to accommodate yourself and spread your thighs open for him, "I'm ready," you murmured out, "just.. go slower."

Yoongi leaned down to cage you in his arms, pressing his lips to yours. He rolled his hips against yours, just idly humping and letting his cock rub up against your inner thigh. "I love you," he murmured softly as he stared into your eyes.

You smiled back at him, "I love you too." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss.

Yoongi took the opportunity to slip his cock between your folds once more, pressing in and then pushing slowly. You whimpered into the kiss, arms tightening around him as you tried your hardest to be relaxed. Your lower half burned, pussy stretching to accommodate his thick cock. Yoongi released a muffled groan into your mouth as he pulled your body closer to his.

He finally bottomed out inside of you, balls pressed snug against your ass. You sighed quietly reaching up to gently move his hair out of his face, "Does it hurt?" Yoongi quietly asked, peppering kisses all over your face.

"A little." You softly replied, your hands coming up to gently grip his hair.

Yoongi grinned softly and pressed his forehead against yours, "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are? Especially when you wear your cute little reading glasses.

You whined out of embarrassment, "Yoongi," you huffed, "those glasses literally make me look like a old librarian." You cackled quietly.

"A hot librarian I'd fuck." Yoongi laughed softly, he lowered himself down on his elbows, caging you in his arms and making you feel even smaller than before.

You shook your head with a eye-roll as you scooted closer, letting your hips roll upwards slowly to test the waters. It didn't hurt as much and the pain was laced with a spark of pleasure. "I'm good," you breathed out, "try not to go too crazy."

Yoongi just chuckled in response as his hips slowly rolled into you, his cock grinding forward and stretching you out. You made soft noises of pain here and there but didn't let him stop, you wanted all of him. He buried his face in your neck, panting softly as his hips worked into you. He had switched his motion and was now pulling out until the tip of his cock remained.

"Yoongi," you mewled, legs hooking around his waist with your ankles pressed against the top of his ass.

"What is it angel?" He moaned out, "Want me to stuff you full of my cock? Fuck you till your legs are shaking and you're begging me to stop?" His hands slithered down to grab ahold of your asscheeks, giving them a harsh squeeze.

A strained whine left your plush lips, hands scrambling to grip his shoulders, "Y-Yes, please I want all of it," your eyes began to fill with tears, sobs threatening to leave, "give it to me Yoongi."

Yoongi groaned sharply his hips picked up the pace drastically, "Baby," he shuddered, "god you feel so fucking good. That's it, such a good girl for me. You gonna take my cock?" He hoarsely whispered.

You let out a sweet whimper as your body bounced in place in tandem to his thrusts. "Yes, I'm your good girl. Gonna take your cock however you want me to," you rasped out, "let you use my pussy as a cum dump."

His hips stuttered in their movements, a filthy moan leaving his lips with his pace increasing. "The mouth you got on you," he panted out as his balls slapped against your ass, filthy squelching noises filling the air. "Want my cum in your pretty pussy baby? Fill you till you're dripping?"

"Yes! God yes please,"

Yoongi pulled back as he used his arms to push himself up and hover over you. He began to piston his hips faster, thighs smacking against your skin as loud clapping noises emitted. "Gonna breed you baby, have you filled with my cum by the end of the night." He grunted.

"Yoongi..!" You squealed feeling your pussy throb from overuse. You were starting to feel your orgasm slowly creeping up on you, it was somehow more intense than before. You eagerly reached down to rub at your clit in rapid circles, "I-I'm gonna cum! Oh god–yes mmm–gonna cum, I'm coming!" A high-pitched sob escaped your lips as you threw your head back, legs shaking and toes curling tightly.

He moaned loudly at the sight of you coming undone. In a way he felt smug knowing that he was the first and most likely the last cock you'd ever have. The way your pussy tightened around his cock made him fall over on top of you. He hugged your body close to his, breathing harshly into your ear as he groaned, "Fuck baby I'm gonna cum," he breathed out, " 'bout to cum in your pretty pussy."

You weakly hugged him back, legs falling from his waist as you let him use you. "Shit you're so–" Yoongi groaned loudly as he couldn't finish his sentence, "God baby, gonna make me cum."

He moaned filthily as his mouth fell open, he went quiet for a few seconds, all you could hear was the sound of the bed shaking and the sheets shuffling. "F-Fuck," he stuttered out, hips slamming into your three times before he stilled. His cock throbbed, spurts of cum spilling out and filling your already ruined pussy.

You whimpered softly and buried your face in his neck. Yoongi kept rocking into you while riding his orgasm out, soft breathless groans leaving him. "Did so well for me angel," he panted into your ear, turning to kiss your cheek and temple, "so good.."

"y/n?" Yoongi broke the silence that had fell over you both. When you hummed back he let out a soft breath he had been holding in, "I asked if you wanted to come to LA with me, we can go to Universal Studios like you wanted."

"LA? But I thought you were going cause of the award show and the concerts?" You tilted your head.

Yoongi nodded, "Yeah, doesn't mean I won't have free time. Please? I don't think I'll be able to stay away from you for a whole month." He joked softly even though he was totally serious.

You thought about it for a few seconds, sure you did miss him and wanted more time with him but going to LA? On top of all that his fans.. they'd finally catch a glimpse of you and you weren't sure if you were ready for all of that. It wasn't like Yoongi kept you a secret, he just didn't talk a lot about you or showed you off to the public eye. Not that you were complaining because you thought it was better that way.

"Okay.. yeah, I'll come with you." You smiled, hand coming up to cup his cheek, "I know you won't last a minute out there without me." You squeezed his cheeks with a soft giggle.

Yoongi grumbled something about you squeezing him as he sent a playful glare your way. "And what about it? Least I can admit it." He pinched your ass as a form of revenge. "Here I thought you were trying to help me relax, not fight with me."

You jumped a little from the pinch, an annoyed pout settling over your features as you smacked his arm, "I am trying to help you relax but you pinched me! Weirdo," you stuck your tongue out whilst moving away from his wandering hands, "no you lost your chance when you decided to abuse me."

"Abuse you?" He said in a offended tone, "Baby that is the last thing I do to your ass and you know it." He laughed.

"You don't see me pinching your ass either," you sassed back, "suffer."

Yoongi sighed, "What does my baby want me to do so I can hold her again? Hm?" He tilted his head, slowly stepping forward and caging you in against the wall. Water ran down his body, his hooded eyes were covered by his wet hair as he used his hand to push it back and out of his face.

You bit your lip, mind running wild from the sight. "There is one thing you can do..." you trailed off, tracing a finger down his chest.

"Yeah?" His breath hitched as he watched your dainty finger go down his body, "And what is that baby?"

You looked into his eyes, innocently batting your lashes at him as you slowly ran your hand along his slowly hardening cock, "Let me have it? Pretty please? I wanna suck you off," you said in that innocent tone you knew he liked, the one that always got him going.

Yoongi had a thing for you playing innocent, despite you being far from it. Something about you whispering and doing filthy things on your own accord without him initiating anything was hot. He remembered how much of a good girl you were before you met him, and now you were a vixen behind doors. Your purity ring long gone..

"Go on baby, show me all the filthy things you can do with that pretty mouth of yours." Yoongi huskily mumbled, tracing a thumb over your bottom lip.

You nodded, your breathing soft and excited. Slowly you sank down to your knees before him, keeping eye contact with him. Your hand gently stroked his hard cock, twisting at the base and then coming back up to cover the tip. He had droplets of pre-cum sliding down as you used it and smeared it around his cock.

Yoongi softly sighed, "Good girl," he mumbled out as his hand came down to cup the back of your head.

Your lips slowly traced over his cock, tongue peeking out slowly to taste him. It had been weeks since you both got to unwind like this so you wanted to make the best of it. You cupped his soft balls and massaged them gently while mouthing at the shaft of his cock, "Mmm, taste so good." You whispered, looking up into his eyes.

Yoongi softly moaned as he licked his lips, his dark hooded eyes were trained on the way your pouty lips skimmed his cock. "Yeah? C'mon baby let me feel those soft lips around my cock." He pleaded softly.

Without another word you took Yoongi's cock into your mouth, lips plush around him as you slowly took him in. A soft mewl left your lips as you hollowed your cheeks, tongue slithering around the shaft of his cock. You could feel the tip hit the back of your throat, your eyes teared up with your throat constricting just a little bit.

"Ohh fuckkk," he rasped out, relaxing against the wet tiles and leaning his head back, "so good baby.."

His moans motivated you more, head slowly bobbing and lips tightening as you delivered a few harsh sucks. Your hand remained stroking his balls and your eyes closed slowly, soft filthy sucking noises filled the shower as you occasionally gagged on his fat cock. You slowly pulled back with a wet pop, tongue coming out to swirl around the tip and collect all the pre-cum.

Yoongi shuddered in pleasure, the tip of his cock was the most sensitive part and usually he tended to try and avoid that to prevent from coming early. "Fuck baby no," he whined, "don't do that or else I'll cum."

"That's the whole point," you cheekily giggled, eyes staring into his as you took him back into your mouth.

He released colorful curses, hand holding your wet hair tightly. You moaned around his cock, you slowly leaned forward until your nose touched his lower stomach. Drool slipped past your lips as you fought the gagging fit you knew you were bound to have. Yoongi let out a strangled moan, hand letting go and holding you in place, "Baby–fuck, oh god."

You put your hands on his hips, pushing yourself back with a soft gasp. Saliva ran down your chin as you licked your swollen lips, "Fuck my throat?" You quietly asked.

Yoongi nodded deliriously, body thrumming in excitement when he heard you curse which was something rare. He guided you back to his cock, letting you down slowly until he held you in place. His balls were pressed snug against your chin as he began to roll his hips upward. Soft gagging noises filled, your eyes closed and let him hold you down on his cock.

It was so sloppy at this point, saliva dripping and gags louder. Yoongi was moaning like crazy now, head thrown back as he praised you endlessly. "Oh god baby, you're doing so good for me," he shifted a little to move his hips a bit faster, "gonna make me cum." He groaned.

Your eyes teared up, you knew your throat would be aching for days after this. Especially with how he was frantically working his hips. His cock began to slowly throb as Yoongi went still, mouth falling open as he slumped against the wall. "Shit–" he hissed out, thick ropes of cum going down your throat.

Yoongi rode out his orgasm, watching as you cried and choked on his cock. He sighed heavily, letting go of you bonelessly and watching as you recoiled back. You struggled to swallow and went into a small coughing fit. The icing on top was the happy angelic smile you gave him afterwards, "Thanks Yoonie," you giggled.

"You dirty girl." He laughed breathlessly.

+

LA was definitely a change of pace, it was so pretty at night and filled with all sorts of places to go to. You and Yoongi didn't go out much during the day. Both of you opted to leave around nighttime since it got darker rather quickly given the whole daylight savings thing. It was fun, Yoongi took you down to Santa Monica and even indulged in your requests such as going to Six Flags.

Tonight you had attended day two of their show, thoroughly enjoying watching your boyfriend have his fun and go off during his performances. It made you swell with pride seeing how happy he really was on stage. You wish you could keep him that way, stress free and happy for the rest of his life.

A staff came to get you since you had been seated at the top of the stadium in a private booth. You quickly followed after them, this wasn't your first rodeo anyways so you knew where to go by now. You saw your sweaty boyfriend downing a bottle of water. You giggled running up to him and wrapping your limbs around him, "Did you enjoy yourself?" You cheerfully asked.

"You know I did baby." Yoongi quietly laughed, ruffling your hair and pulling you close.

"Ew Yoonie you're so sweaty." You whined playfully but let him hook his arm around your neck, holding you close to him.

Yoongi snorted softly, "Babe that should be the least of your concerns right now. You should worry about.. I don't know maybe if I'm hungry or if I'm tired?" He teased softly.

You followed Yoongi down the corridor, hand cupping his cheek as you kissed him, "You hungry Yoonie?" You mumbled softly against his lips.

"Yeah," he pulled you tighter against him, "but not for what you think I want." Was all he said as he covered you, bringing you to the car and getting in the back with you.

You were left red the whole car ride back, excitement buzzing in you as you looked forward to getting back to the hotel. His hands gently settled on your hips since he had you sitting on his lap. You cupped his cheek and brought him close as you snapped photos of the two of you. He looked so in love in each photo your heart melted into a puddle of goo.

The two of you bid your goodbyes to the boys and left to the room together, hand in hand. "Namjoon broke the damn thing." He shook his head, "I told him not to play with it and looked what happened."

"I saw.. he looked so sad when he realized he couldn't use it anymore." You giggled softly, following Yoongi as the two of you flopped down on the bed. "Yoonie, you still want me to make you something to eat? Last time you ate was before sound check." You mumbled softly, stroking his hair as he curled up closer to you.

Yoongi shook his head, "No baby I'm not really hungry right now. Just a little exhausted from the show."

You nodded and turned over to lie on your tummy as you checked your social medias and other stuff. "You don't have to perform tomorrow right?" His hum of acknowledgment gave you your answer, "You want to take a drive down to Universal Studios?"

"Yeah, I'm up for it baby." Yoongi rolled over to use your ass as a cushion for his head, "Damn, this feels nicer than being smothered by your thighs."

"Yoongi!" You laughed, swatting his hand blindly as you tried to get him to stop groping your ass, "You dirty old pervert."

Yoongi scoffed, "You love this dirty old pervert angel, mind you he's the reason you turned into a freak in the sheets." He sounded almost proud of himself, as if that was something he had been waiting to accomplish.

You bit your lip with a blush dusting your cheeks, "Really now? You sound a little to proud of yourself there. Do you love just how dirty you turned me? Shame on you Min Yoongi, I was such a good girl before this and now all I can think about is your cock down my throat or in my pussy pounding me six ways to Sunday." You licked your lips.

Yoongi let out a muffled groan, clearly enjoying all this talk about corrupting your past innocent self. "Fucking love it angel, knowing that everyone thinks you're such a sweetheart, that you can do no bad. Little do they know I got myself a little slut," Yoongi turned to roll you over and straddle your hips, "a little freak in the sheets willing to let me do anything to her. Isn't that right baby?" He cooed patting your cheek.

You nodded eagerly, tongue darting out to lick your lips as you watched his movements. Yoongi softly smiled, thumb coming up to gently dip into your mouth. You whined softly, slowly parting your lips to let his thumb slide in. "Good girl," he breathed out, "c'mere, I want you on my face."

Immediately you let his thumb go with drool slipping out from the corner of your lips. "Yes please." You murmured whilst letting him get into position as he tugged at your clothes. There was something so debauched about the way you were stripped to nothing and he was fully clothed. Made you feel tiny.. submissive.

Yoongi licked his lips slowly, he eyed your cunt like it was going to be the last meal he ever had. "Be a good girl and fuck yourself on my face okay? Use me however you want to get off, filthy girl. Get yourself nice and ready for my cock right now." He rumbled lowly.

You bit your lip and slowly crawled over to hover over his face, "Ready for your cum too?" You asked with puppy eyes and a pout.

"Even my cum angel." Yoongi reassured as his hands came up to gently grasp both of your soft ass cheeks. His mouth watered whilst slowly pulling you down on to his face, mouth attaching to your soft cunt right away. His tongue poked at your soft folds, slowly gathering up your wetness and spreading it around your cunt.

You relaxed on his face, hands coming behind you to steady yourself as he ate you out slowly. A tiny mewl bubbled up from your throat, the way he ran the tip of his tongue around you clit made your thighs quiver. "Yoongi," one of your hands slowly made its' way to his hair as you gripped it, "please."

Yoongi gave a low hum, eyes closing whilst he smothered himself in your soft folds. He flattened his tongue on your clit and gently moved your hips forward. You took it as a cue to start riding his face. Your hips rolled slowly, pace sensual as his tongue rubbed over your clit repeatedly.

"God–yes, so good baby." You choked out, head leaned back and toes curling.

He wildly slurped at your clit, hands gripping your ass cheeks tightly and slapping them. A soft shuddered moan left you, eyes closing in pleasure and thighs quivering. "Yoongi–ohh yes–right there," you whispered out.

Yoongi decided to take the sensitive bud into his mouth as he gave hard sucks. He was harshly breathing through his nose, practically being smothered by you. Not that he cared though. If anything he'd die a happy man between your thighs. A soft guttural groan left him, brows pinched in concentration.

Your mouth fell open when he switched from sucking on your clit to tongue fucking you. He spanked your ass harshly in tandem with his tongue, your hips began to stutter in their movements. "Yoongi..!" You shrieked, hands gripping his hair tightly.

He growled against your soft pussy, he wiggled his tongue from inside of you. He pressed it up against your g-spot, the action had you crying from the pleasure rising in your tummy. "Wait–Yoongi! Please, wanna cum on your cock!" You softly begged.

Yoongi pulled back, taking sharp breaths as he panted, "Yeah baby? You want to cum from my cock and cock only?" He said groping your ass cheeks, "Lay down angel, spread them wide for me."

You eagerly laid on the messy bed, legs spreading widely as you waited for Yoongi. He hurriedly stripped of his clothes, tossing them everywhere around the room. He climbed on the bed again and hovered over you, hand pumping his cock slowly. "That's a good girl," he breathed out, eyes zeroed in on your pussy, "fuck you look so beautiful baby."

"Yoonie," you shivered, "a little cold."

“I got you baby.” Yoongi replied while grabbing the soft blankets and bringing them over your bodies.

You giggled quietly and brought Yoongi down for a slow kiss, arms wrapping around his neck, “I love you.” You mumbled with a soft smile.

“I love you too.” Yoongi smiled back, lips capturing your own once more.

The two of you exchanged heated kisses. Yoongi took the opportunity to slide his cock up and down your soft folds, tapping your clit repeatedly. You softly hummed, eyes falling shut and lips parting as he slowly stretched you out with his cock. It felt heavenly as usual, you couldn’t help but hug his body to yours.

Yoongi moaned huskily against your lips, he tested the waters out by slowly rolling his hips. He pressed into you deeply before slowly pulling out. This went on for a few minutes as the two of you savored the feeling of one another. “Faster, please.” You breathed out.

“Shit,” Yoongi sighed, “feels amazing baby.” His hips picked up the pace slightly, moving fast enough to have your tits bouncing and make soft clapping noises. “Don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.” He purred.

Sweet moans poured from your lips, he wrecked your sopping pussy through-n-through. His own moans were just as loud as yours. The sheets shuffled around with Yoongi’s fast movements, bed shaking from the sheer force. Yoongi decided to bury his face in your neck as he pound you into next week.

“Oh yes baby,” he breathed out, “that’s it take it. Take my cock like you were meant to. Give it to me angel,” he desperately moaned whilst thrusting faster and faster.

You arched your back in a breathless moan, “Yes, yes..!” You whispered back as tears welled up.

“Yeah? You like that?” Yoongi hungrily rasped out, “Want more?”

“God yes, give me more Yoongi,” you whined out, “f-fuck me till I can’t walk anymore.”

His thrusts became much more harder, the sound of your skin clapping getting louder. Your pussy was embarrassingly soaking, slick dribbling down your cunt as his balls smacked against you. He hooked an arm under your thigh as he raised it slightly, the sheets threatening to slide off your bodies as your moans grew louder.

“Yoongi..!” Your eyes welled with tears, the pounding so good it made you want to cry.

Yoongi’s mouth fell open, eyes rolled back as he moved faster, “Oh god,” he whimpered, hands gripping the sheets beside you tightly.

You were going to respond to him, something dirty already formed in your head when it happened. By it you meant Hoseok walking in right as Yoongi rearranged your guts. Your eyes widened in horror, face pale as you made eye contact with Hoseok. Hoseok seemed just as traumatized as you.

“Holy shit– I’m so sorry Yoongi, y/n,” Hoseok cried out, turning right around and rushing to leave, “I just came in here to get my charger back from Yoongi!”

Yoongi turned his head back, a glare settled on his face, “Hoseok what the fuck get out!” He yelled out, vein popping in his temple as he covered your body with his, making sure you weren’t visible.

“I didn’t mean to Yoongi! Sorry y/n!” Hoseok yelled back after closing the door.

You were mortified, eyes wide and still unable to process it at all. “What just happened?” You looked up at Yoongi, eyes blinking in shock. You didn’t know whether you laugh or to stay quiet. You chose to laugh. “Oh my goodness,” you giggled and covered your mouth, “that’s so funny!” You threw your head back.

Yoongi sighed deeply, “That Hoseok, doesn’t know what the fuck knocking is I guess.” He muttered out, small smile forming on his lips as he laid on top of your chest, “Now my dick’s all soft.” He complained softly.

You continued laughing, “I love you so much Yoongi.”

Yoongi smiled to himself, cheek pressed against you as he softly pouted, “I love you too angel..”

ALL MY FAULT ﹆ J. JUNGKOOK.

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in which you pass out after an argument and find him crying when you wake up..

pairings: hubby!jungkook x reader.

genre: angsty and suggestive fluff.

warnings: koo is emotionally sensitive, needles and bloods, kissy kissy (it’s a peck) — safe for minors

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the room had a silent, uncomfortable atmosphere all over the living room. the tv light was flickering on you and your husband that was sitting far from you.

you two had an argument about a silly thing, and that silly thing was you not showing up on your husband’s work promotion. in other hand, the thing you called silly wasn’t just an easy thing for him

he wanted you to come and see him, wanted to make you proud when being given the promotion. he really wanted to make you proud. “i’m sorry” he hears your soft voice but jungkook ignored you

you were feeling unwell since yesterday morning and didn’t tell him so he could go to work and get that award, you really tried everything in you to show up but that moment you felt dizzy and blacked out

from what you remember, you were laying on the door mat as you woke up. your nose was bleeding. you decided to stay home and explain everything to jungkook but look to where it led you…

“give me one reason.” you look up at him breaking your stare from your knees. “i…” you start but couldn’t finish not being able to form a lie. jungkook huffs and crosses his arms leaning to the couch more.

“i waited for you.” jungkook starts, “i waited and made the conference being held for you to show up but you didn’t” you look down, feeling bad for not fulfilling his happiness. “i told you what it meant to me, Y/N” he uses your full name indicating how annoyed he is

even though he’s very mad, his voice was softer than ever you thought it would be. you swallow hard looking away, your vision blurs and you blink fast trying to clear them.

you start to panic when you realize it’s not the tears blurring your vision but your unknown sickness. “so, what’s your reason?” he ask but you’re too distracted to answer

jungkook shuts his eyes a bit frustrated at your silence — thinking that you’re ignoring him— and turns to look at you with a stern look. “you know how i felt when you didn’t show up?” you turn your face to him again and he chuckles, a sadness laced in his tone. “scared.” he finishes.

“i thought something bad happened to you at first but i saw your text saying you won’t come.” he looks back at the tv, “you didn’t even call me, princess.” his voice hitches and you close your eyes.

jungkook is a very sensitive person and always gets his feelings hurt with something small like this. you knew this would lead to an argument but you didn’t expect to see your husband’s eyes sparkling with tears as he watches the bright tv.

“jungkook i—“ you close your mouth when you feel a sharp pain in your gut causing you to sigh but jungkook took it as a boredom. “you can’t even give me a good reason.” your next words hurts him more “i was tired to go all the way there.” he frowns taking your words in an offensive way

“you’re tired to come and witness your husband getting his dream job promotion?” he was the first to get on his feet and block your sight from the tv. you take his step and stand but his larger and tall figure makes you feel like a small thing.

“i didn’t mean it like that” you start but he nods, “nice to know you feel like that” your vision getting worse wasn’t helping with you trying to calm down easily and you snap “i had to be at home! what’s wrong with that?!” he gives you the same energy back

“i’m your husband Y/N! we congratulate and support each other on everything. you promise you would show up and be there with me yet you broke that promise and chose to be here cause you feel tired” he emphasizes his last words.

you shake your head, “i’m not doing this now, i’m gonna head to sleep. good night.” you stumble across your own feet, dizziness getting the best of you. “right, run away like you always do when you’re at fault!” his voice was getting low and low while a thin beeping sound consumed you.

you grip on to an object you don’t recognize, a warm liquid drops to the floor and you look down to see blood— your stomach hurts more and you start to lose your track on breathing.

jungkook’s brows knit when your body wobbles and next thing he sees is you falling in slow motion in front of him. your husband was fast enough to catch you before your head hit the floor and turns you to him to see your nose smeared with blood and his blood runs cold

“p-princess?” his voice stutter “what’s wrong? baby? no, please look at me? baby?” he shakes you but you were far too gone to listen to him, unconscious and limp on his arm. “stay with me, baby, please stay with me.” he brings you up, hugging you close and taking you to the couch before calling your doctor.

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once your IV tube was done, the doctor stood up and walked to your worried sick husband who was crossing his arms and staring at your pale face. “it’s seems like she ate contaminated food and it disturbed her stomach to a point where she had a nosebleed.”

“but she’ll be okay, right?” jungkook asks and the doctor smiles, “for sure, she’ll be okay by the morning. just don’t let her overthink and give her the meds on time.” the doctor says and jungkook nods quickly.

“well, i’ll take my leave here,” the doctor excuses himself before he leaves the apartment. once the door lets out a soft clicking sound, jungkook looks up to the ceiling trying to control his tears.

he felt like a shit.

after what felt like forever, you slowly blink, adjusting your sight and finding yourself in your shared bed with your husband. you try to move but hiss as something stings your arm which was the IV and you look up at it to find it empty

“when did this all happen?” you silently question and leave the bed, winching and pulling out the needle from your arm. you walk out from your bedroom and walk straight to the living room to find no one and wonder where your husband could be.

deciding to check the open kitchen, you frown when you see the lights on and walk fast. once you got there, jungkook’s figure comes to view. “jungkookie?” you say and watch his back tense and hear him sniffle.

you walk over to him and try to turn him to you but he avoids you making you force him to turn to you. “are you cryi—“ “it’s all my fault” his voice cracks as his bloodshot eyes stare at you and you look at him confused

“i yelled at you not knowing you were sick, i made up things not knowing you had to rest.” his tears slid down but you were fast enough to catch it. “it’s not your fault, it never was your fault, i just didn’t tell you.” you try to calm him but he shakes his head.

you feel your heart crack and pull him to hug him and jungkook wraps his arms around your waist tight before picking you up and placing you on the cabinet. “i should’ve guessed at least.” he whispers, hiding in the crook of your neck. “it’s not something you can sense or anything koo, it’s really okay.”

“plus i should’ve told you too.” you say while his shoulders shake. “i was so scared, you got pale so fast and i thought i- i would l- i would…” he struggles and you hug him tighter. “it’s okay, i’m fine, it's okay.” you comfort him.

once his cries subsided, you push him back to see him looking away and sniffling. “awh—“ you start but he cuts you off. “princess.” he warns but you couldn’t help but awe at his cuteness. “you’re so cute with a red nose.” you say and his cheeks redden more.

“baby!” he whines, “okay okay! fine.” you laugh as he keeps staring at you in adoration. “it’s almost midnight and i’m still tired, let’s go to sleep.” you say and he nods suddenly picking you up. “wha—“

“just let me take you there.” he says before pecking your lips and you sigh, agreeing to his stubborn self.

“i love you.” jungkook pecks your lips again.

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i think this was so yikes cause it’s an old draft.

⤷ seven plus one — jjk

pairing: simp bf!Jungkook x fem!reader

genre: smut

summary: jungkook is happy to be finally forgiven, but he's yet to control himself around you.

word count: 2.2k

warnings: somn*phil*a, fing*ring, p*ssy eating, face r*ding, mentions of bl*wjob, mentions of shower s*x, mentions of c*m play

notes: this is an additional part to seven days, there’s not really a story line continuation so you can read them separately! this was requested by an anon, I hope you like it 🤍

It’s 7 in the morning and Jungkook is awake, feeling sweat running down on his bare back.

He rubs his eyes and takes a look around to figure out why he’s suddenly feeling this hot, finding out the reason after a short while of scanning your room through squinted eyes.

It’s the sun that peeks through the window, it’s so strong that even the closed blinds can’t stop it’s rays from falling right upon his clotheless body.

He groans, feeling sore on every inch of his body as he falls on his back again. Plus he has a runny nose, how great, he must have gotten a cold.

Well, it’s not a surprising outcome considering how he spent half an hour of his time last night outside in the storm, begging you to take him inside.

He smiles remembering what happened after, you might have kept him in the cold for a short while but at the end, you took him inside and took very good care of him.

He turns around, sighing dreamily as he watches your shoulders rise up and fall down slowly, peacefully. Your behind is facing him, and he cannot resist the urge to gently trace your sides with his hands.

It feels unreal, to be here, lying besides you on the same bed.

After a week of literal hell without you, Jungkook finally manages to gain your heart back last night, god knows what would’ve happened if he gave up and left when it started raining, instead of waiting for you to take him in?

He doesn’t even wanna imagine that, he shakes his head, he wants to stay in this moment with you forever instead.

He mentally promises himself to never fight with you again, no matter what the context is as he scoots over, and wraps his arms around your waist.

He pulls you towards himself until you’re pressed against his chest, you feel so warm on his skin, free from the weight of your clothes just as he is.

He leans in to press a kiss on your head, eyes closed as your silky hair brushes against the tip of his nose. It tickles him a little but as soon as the intoxicating smell of your shower gel fills in his lungs, he’s mesmerized, melting onto the sheets.

Oh right, you showered with him last night, now that he remembers.

After he came in his pants like a freaking teenager, you had no choice but to get him under the warm water and clean him up decently of course. He was too much of a mess to handle that himself, oh my god, he even started sobbing like a baby for you — ah fuck, this was definitely gonna haunt him forever.

You know what, he’s never gonna drink alcohol again, nope, never in a million years.

But lucky for him, you found tipsy Jungkook to be very adorable. So not only you bathed him like your baby, washing every inch of his body carefully, you also gave him the best head ever, all because he looked so pretty after crying and you couldn’t resist it.

Alright fine, maybe you were looking for excuses to have him inside your mouth, so what?

Jungkook can feel his cheeks burn with the vivid memories of your tongue wrapped around his length, he bites the inside of his cheeks to press down a moan, fuck, he’s getting hard.

Your skin feels like butter under his touch as he glides his hands up and down on your side, going over the curve of your waist, aka his favorite part of your body.

He literally worships the ratio you have, and thinks that it's mouth droppingly beautiful although you do not agree. Then he lowers his head, wanting to cover the area with his soft kisses and maybe a couple of pinkish lovebites.

You grumble once you feel the sting of his teeth, and roll onto your stomach, now laying on your face. He giggles, you're too cute even while sleeping, it's so endearing to watch.

But what’s even more endearing is your butt, and the fucking perfect shape of it. The way your cheeks jiggle as you toss and turn makes them look even better, Jungkook licks his lips, he wants to bite you now.

And not only that, he wants to bury his head right in the middle and nuzzle his nose, he wants to lick you and make you scream as he eats you out. He hisses at his own thoughts, wiping his drool from the corner of his lips.

One thing about Jungkook is that, he is a simple man. If he desires something, he simply has to achieve it, no matter how unhinged it may be.

Right now he wants your ass — he wants your pussy, and they’re right there in front of him, so he has no reason not to slither down and reach for them.

He hums with satisfaction the minute his tongue meets with your entrance, two big hands holding your buttcheeks spread apart as he works his wet muscle on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

He licks your hole throughly, letting your taste fill in his taste buds. The bittersweetness he feels manages to satisfy him, and so he smirks, diving his head into you back again.

He locks his arms right under your belly button and thus, pulls your hips more onto his face. It’s not an ideal position for him to be keep breathing but he doesn’t care, a little oxygen deficiency never killed nobody after all.

Once he starts poking the tip of his tongue in and out of your wetness rapidly, you being to wake up, wiggling from one side to the other under his weight confusedly.

Then, with your eyes remaining closed, you lift your head from your pillow, and call for your boyfriend, your morning voice being even raspier than his own, which is sort of embarrassing but he finds that cute.

You receive no response and for some weird reason, you can sense a tickling wetness down there — in between your legs. For a quick second, you suspect that you might have gotten your period but wait, it just finished last week so that doesn’t seem to be possible. Therefore, you decide to pay it no mind and try calling his name again. It’s probably just sweat.

“Kook? Where are you?”

This time you’re yelling, thinking he might be downstairs and as you do, your voice cracks, which amuses Jungkook and he snorts right against your entrance, making you wince.

“I’m right here babe.” he responds, landing a smack onto both of your cheeks. Ouch, it hurts.

You turn your face to the direction of his voice and there he is, smiling cheekily at you from behind you, his chin wet with your leaking arousal.

Oh, that explains the ticking feeling, you think.

His hair is messy, quite curly and cute, and his eyes are puffy, but as doe as always. His hands are placed on your hips, fondling your already reddened flesh.

It is clear that his aim is to leave it bruised and you want to ask him why, but before you can manage to utter out a single word, he turns back to his business, not exactly showing any interest in whatever you have to say.

He doesn’t like leaving things unfinished you know, nor does he like being interrupted.

And now that you’re awake, Jungkook doesn’t need to hold himself back or be gentle. He can finally devour you the way he’s been wanting for the past week, and return you the favor of sucking him off last night.

He might have been tipsy but he remembers everything — you did such a great job, by the way, he can not leave it unreturned.

Which is why he asks you to lift your hips up for him, so that he can work more efficiently with a better angle. You do as you were told, gaining a small praise in exchange.

Good girl, ah, it feels like forever since the last time he called you that. You feel butterflies in your stomach, thinking how unfair it is for him make you so weak without even needing to try.

But on the other hand, Jungkook can say the same thing for you.

All you’re doing right now is waiting, laying on your bed with your ass up in the air and he’s hard, trying not to moan at the sight before him. Your wet entrance literally winks at him in between your folds, and he doesn’t even stop to think for a second before reaching his fingers to touch you.

First, he’s gentle, rubbing small circles on your dripping heat, enjoying the cute whimpers that he earns in return from you. But then he wants to hear more, so he slips a finger inside — his index with the tiny crown tattoo.

He thrusts it in, and curls it on his way out. He repeats this movement a few more times and there, your weak cries, the breathless curses and pleadings that he loves to hear.

It’s only a single finger but you’re clenching way too hard, almost as if you’re tying to provoke him into adding another one inside you.

And since he has no reason not to do just that, he gladly lifts up his middle finger, then pushes it through your slit along with his other one.

Once he’s knuckles deep, the struggle you give to carry your weight on your knees becomes more obvious. You’re shaking, but that’s just the start.

To Jungkook, it’s undeniably amusing to watch you try your best to contain yourself, you’re so responsive, maybe even more than usual because of how much you’ve missed him these past days.

But what’s even better to witness is the way your back arches as soon as his hungry lips are attached to your core, and the way your legs try to desperately clamp around his head everytime he licks a little too close to your clit.

You’re withering already and it’s quite the sight to see, Jungkook can’t lie and say he doesn’t like how sensitive you are.

Because he loves it when you’re needy, oh, he loves it when you’re bold and shameless. Just like how you are right now while rutting your hips against his palm, brows frustratedly furrowed over how slow he works his hands inside you.

"Can't you go faster?" you sigh with exhaustion, adding a small please at the end of your sentence to be more convinving right after, "Please?"

Teasing you is fun for sure, but annoying you isn’t so he paces up, and starts going with just the speed you happen to crave. His tongue laps at your bud just right and you can swear you’re almost seeing the stars — ah, you’re so close to your high.

A little push is all you need to finish and Jungkook knows just what to do to get you there.

His ring finger comes to save you and grant you your long awaited climax as he pokes it in, finally reaching a thickness that would satisfy you.

Three fingers deep in your cunt yet it’s still not close to the feeling of his hard girth, you think to yourself, and gosh do you miss to be filled to the fullest by him.

You close your eyes and imagine his fingers as his dick instead. The thought has you rolling your eyes, you lick your lips and press your head onto your pillow to muffle out your moans.

The lewd noises that comes with every thrust of your boyfriend’s hands are already enough embarrassment to you, and what you want the least right now is to be even more louder than them.

Yet despite your hardest efforts, your body neglects the orders of your brain and as your release approaches, you start screaming, the broken cries that escapes from you crystals clear in his ears.

And Jungkook feels moved, blessed even as he watches you get hit by the pure wave of pleasure, your legs shaking right before his face as your sweet leak oozes out from your hole and drips onto his tongue.

He welcomes the free drink, and quenches his thirst from your body.

He helps you ride out your high and lets you grind on his face as he cleans you up with his tongue for as long as you need. Once you calm down, the effect of the adrenaline wears off and all your limbs turn stiff, leaving you collapsing onto your sheets.

He chuckles at your tired groans, he did all the work but you’re the one who’s tired? That doesn’t seem logical, but he lets you off the hook this once, since you’re too cute for his weak heart.

With his hands placed on each side of your waist, he trails his kisses from in between your legs to your shoulder, eventually to your neck before he stops and nuzzles his nose under the spot of your jaw.

“Get up sleepy head,” he then whispers in your ear, playful with his words, “it’s my turn to clean you up, and your turn to be the big baby this time.”

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