Thunder & Lightning | KNJ

Thunder & Lightning | KNJ

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Genre: fluff, established relationship, non-Idol!AU

Rating: T

Warnings: it's very very soft, Namjoon has platinum hair, I feel like that's a valid warning

Word Count: 500 on the dot again

Disclaimers: None, other than I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: A sudden thunderstorm and a surprise offer make for an electrifying Saturday.

Prompts: fluff #1 “you look better in my clothes than i do.” & #50 “this isn’t adrenaline, i want to spend my life with you.”

A/N: Last one! This is for another anon. Sorry it took so long! I hope you enjoy this ridiculously fluffy fic. 💜

Thanks to everyone who sent in a request - I had so much fun with these. And a huge THANK YOU to everyone who has ever read, liked, reblogged, commented, sent me messages about my stories - y'all are truly the best. 💜💜💜💜💜

Unbeta'd as usual. Let me know what you think - my inbox is always open! 💕

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Thunder rumbles as your boyfriend unlocks his apartment door. You enter behind him, dripping muddy water all over his kitchen tiles. “Ah, sorry!”

“Don’t worry about it,” he calls over his shoulder as he wanders down the hall to his bedroom. “Let me grab you something clean.”

The two of you had been enjoying an invigorating Saturday morning run when a freak thunderstorm suddenly cut things short. Your mad scramble to return to his place before you got struck by lightning took a bad turn when you tripped and slid down a small hill, landing in a nasty mud puddle at the bottom.

Namjoon hands you some clothing before he wraps you up in a big fluffy towel, hugging you, pretending to squeeze all the water out while you giggle. You change in the kitchen, not wanting to track filth everywhere. When he returns from throwing your dirty clothes in the washer, he chuckles softly.

“You look better in my clothes than I do.”

You glance down at yourself. His t-shirt and shorts aren’t quite your style. They fit well enough, but they look much better on his large, muscular frame.

You snort. “Hardly. But… maybe I should keep some spare clothes here? For the future?” you add hesitantly. Although you’ve known each other for years, you’ve only been dating for three months and haven’t had any serious discussions about your relationship yet. Don’t want to jump the gun. “Just in case.”

He rifles through the fridge, handing you a coffee milk. “Or maybe you should just move in.”

“What?” And here you were afraid of getting ahead of yourself.

“I’m just saying. You could keep some clothes here, or you could keep all your stuff here.” He grins. “You practically live with me anyway. When’s the last time you slept in your own bed?”

“Uh…” He’s being a little hyperbolic - you don’t stay over every night. True, it has been a few days. And shuffling back and forth to your apartment to grab things is annoying. But still. Blinking rapidly, you shake your head. “Okay, you’re still on your runner’s high. Euphoria makes people say funny things.”

Namjoon laughs, looping his strong arms around your waist. “It’s not a runner’s high! This isn’t adrenaline, I want to spend my life with you. Why wait?” His nose nuzzles yours. “I love you. Move in with me.”

This isn’t how you’d imagined your Saturday would go. This is far beyond any of your expectations - or your dreams, honestly. You feel electrified.

Cupping his squishy cheeks in your hands, you practically shout, “I love you too!”

He dips his mouth against yours, and you can’t contain the joyful giggles that bubble up. Neither can he. Your laughter mixes together in a jubilant harmony. “So you’re moving in?”

“I’m moving in,” you confirm, brushing a lock of his platinum hair from his face. He kisses you again, and the storm booming outside is a dull roar compared to the thundering of your heart.

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

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

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

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

warnings (!) brief discussions about abortion, discussions about unprotected sex, mentions of vomiting (more to come)

*inspired by the manhwa ‘Positively Yours.’

↪︎ chapter index

season one; 1 • 2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • 6 • 7 • 8  

season two; 9 • 10 • 11 • 12 • 13 • 14

season three; (to be announced)

↪︎ drabbles

(coming later)

↪︎ extras

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pairing: yoongi x reader // word count: 15.8k // genre: smut

summary: your idea of a good night certainly doesn’t involve being stood up by yet another blind date and finding yourself alone in a fancy bar; fortunately for you, there’s an attractive man playing the piano to keep you busy, instead.

warnings: sexually explicit content (NSFW), cursing, minor consumption of alcohol, oral (m and f receiving), protected sex, fingering, multiple orgasms, pet names, slight exhibitionism, slight praise kink, light dom/sub undertones if you squint ig (reader is kind of subby)

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Throughout the years of your life, you’ve learned a few things. Some of them are pretty obvious (buying suspiciously cheap sushi from a petrol station is like playing Russian Roulette with food poisoning and diarrhoea), some of them are less so (just because something is ‘on sale’ doesn’t actually mean that it’s cheaper if they’d increased the overall price beforehand), but one thing that you’re only just starting to learn is that— for all that Jimin says otherwise— blind dates will always stand you up.

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Ok this is the first time I’ve ever done one of these so I’m a little nervous but I’m a sucker for boyfriend yoongi lol so here’s what I’m thinking, you walk in on yoongi playing the piano so you sit to the side and just listen to the wonderful music. He notices you and wants to show you how to play but you get distracted by his beautiful hands and dumification please. Do whatever you please with this idea;)

Okay so ever since i received this request, yoongi playing “run” on the piano has not left my mind, so feel free to listen to that when u read <3 and this is so cute im in love :') also extremely unedited gonna fix later <3

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˚ ༘♡ RATE: NSFW (18+ MINORS DNI for suggestive content)

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The music notes hit your ear as you opened the door to his studio, his back turned and unaware of your entry. His hands moved over the keyboard fluidly, stopping occasionally to reevaluate, and then start back up again. He was freestyling, you knew his process. You were witnessing genius in the making, watching as the producer’s mind unfolded a new masterpiece. It had you in awe, how talented your boyfriend was.

His hands were delicate, though the metal rings and chain bracelets were a direct contrast to that. His fingers pressed the keys lightly, his foot tapping below as he kept time, like a metronome. He’d pause, hands hovering over the keys, only his jawline visible to you as he thought it through. He’d blink, and then run back a few notes, trying something new until he hit that sweet spot. His fingers were good at that.

He only noticed your presence during one of those pauses, when you’d shifted in your seat on his couch to cross your legs over the other. It was completely subconscious on your part, of course. You hadn’t realized the effect he’d had on you quite yet, though your panties definitely got the memo. Starting to stick to you, watching his fingers had unknowingly caused havoc in your nether regions, something you weren’t yet wise to.

“Hey, when’d you get here?” He turned his big studio chair around to face you.

“Just a little bit ago. Don’t let me stop you though,” you gestured to the keyboard, “You were playing beautifully.”

“Want a front row seat?” His face was totally nonchalant as he patted his lap, looking away at his keyboard. Though, you saw the start of a smirk on his face, the one he tried to push away.

You weren’t going to deny, of course. Standing up and sauntering over, you were happy to lower yourself into his opened legs, leaning into him with a happy hum as his arms wrapped around you to reach the keyboard.

Yoongi didn’t tell you it was harder for him to play with you in his lap. He didn’t say anything about the way your perfume was clouding his senses, making it hard for him to focus on the new song he was writing. He played on like that, guiding his fingers over the keys, a lighter tone picking up.

You had a dilemma of your own. It was true, he had given you a front row seat. With that came a closer view of his pretty fingers, letting you take them in with detail. You couldn’t help the way you zeroed in on them, watching his skilled hands finger the keys.

“You wanna try?” His voice startled you out of your haze, his expectant tone causing you to look at him. “Hm?”

“I asked if you wanted to try,” he repeated. “I could show you a few things.”

You bet he could. You were nodding nonetheless, hoping the lesson would give you something else to focus on. It’s not like Yoongi teaching was extremely fucking sexy or anything.

Not even five minutes in, you were donning your clown makeup on. He was just showing you a few notes, not even a full measure. But you had failed to consider the fact that you’d be watching his hands more intently to mimic them. And you simply couldn’t. Getting almost every note wrong, your eyes only trained on his hands and not where he was placing them, you threw yours up in frustration after the fourth time messing it up.

“It’s okay, baby. We can always try again.” Yoongi was an extremely patient man, and he had no problem working it over with you. Though, the way he littered you in praise, even when you’d completely butchered the order of the notes, showed his reluctance to tell you you were doing anything wrong. You caught on, though—it was hard not to.

“I can’t,” you wailed, crossing your arms over your chest. “I can’t focus.”

Yoongi was slightly surprised. Was it his fault? Was he a bad teacher? “What’s wrong? Why can’t you focus?” His voice was soft and deep, comforting to your ear.

“I just—” you huffed, frustration coating your voice. “I can’t—” You couldn’t get the words out to tell him why, but your eyes fell to the culprit. His hands were resting on your thighs, and you pouted at them in exasperation.

Oh.

“You like my hands that much?” His mouth was pressed to your ear, his voice calm and low. His hands didn’t move from their position, waiting for your nod. Which you gave with a whine. “Can’t even speak?”

You let out a gasp as they slowly crept under your shirt, his lips mouthing on your neck. He was right—you couldn’t get out a single word, stupid with the sight of his beautiful hands. You hissed as the cool metal of his rings touched your hot skin, reaching your bra clasp.

“Guess we’re having piano lessons more often.”

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pairing: jimin x reader / word count: 9.1k / genre: smut (NSFW, 18+)

summary: you wouldn’t mind your cute neighbour being such a shameless fuckboy if a) the walls weren’t so thin and b) he didn’t seem intent on adding you as another notch in his bedpost. 

but there’s only so much you can resist park jimin, especially once he gets that peach involved.

warnings: sexually explicit content, Jimin being completely shameless/a lowkey ho, messy peach eating, mentions of masturbation, oral sex (m + f receiving), overstimulation, protected sex, multiple orgasms (f), dirty talk and some cursing, hmm I think that’s it?

a/n: I was so close to calling this ‘jimin and the f*cking peach’ as some terrible homage to ‘james and the giant peach’ 😂🤧 as always I would like to thank @hobi-gif for beta reading this, putting up with me having a meltdown at her, and encouraging me to write smut at work rather than doing my job, ty queen xoxo

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It’s official. Park Jimin is the neighbour from hell.

He’d tricked you, to start with. With those cherubic features, those doe eyes, and his cute little smile? He looks like an angel. A sweet, innocent angel, one who’d knocked shyly on your door and presented you with a small selection of chocolates when he’d moved into the apartment next to yours. Your heart had gone boom boom at the sight of that cute smile, the slip of teeth, the way his lovely face had scrunched up. 

Nowadays, whenever you see that face, you want to punch it.

Well. Not punch it. Maybe slap it a little. Because Park Jimin is a fiend. 

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