Sometimes, It's Just Sad B.I

Sometimes, It's Just Sad ▏B.I

Sometimes, things weren’t all that great.

    Sometimes, you needed alone time.

    Sometimes, you just wanted to crawl under a blanket, stare up at the wall, blink a few times, and think of nothing. Absolutely nothing. Somehow that relieved you.

    Thankfully today, Hanbin was working, meaning he wasn’t home. Today also happened to be one of your ‘off’ days, and you’ve spent every moment from the second you got up, to now, this late hour in the night, sitting on your bed with a cup of tea on your nightstand, blankly staring at the floor.

    A blanket was tightly wrapped around your body and you had no intention of finishing the now cold and half empty cup of tea. You were too lost in your blanked out space to think about picking it up. And, you were too lost in your blanked mind to notice the new presence in your room.

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my analysis of Arbitrage, a kaisoo fanfic by fumerie

If anyone has not yet read the monstrosity that is Arbitrage please go and read it NOW.  After you have finished reading it come and read my explanation and analysis and then talk to me because I crave people to talk to me about this.  I wrote this originally for Justinne, but it ended up being for anyone and everyone who felt a little (a LOT) dazed by this fic.  Also please don’t scoff at me – summer has just begun so I have time to whittle away.  I came out from the fic more eager to learn than ever before, so it was a positive experience.  Um.  You may disagree with me on some of my points, but I did check excruciatingly carefully, and my theories are correct in their own way (I will fight you).  Okay.  Also maybe some of this stuff is really obvious.  Maybe it was only me who was confused.  I dumbed it down and flattened it out considerably because I suffer from Kyungsoo syndrome and I absolutely needed to have it articulated.  So yeah.  GO READ THE FIC and then come back to this.  Here goes nothing. 

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Different Kind Of Dance (Smut)

NC-17 Rated M    Request can be found here

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Early Mornings (Suga x Reader)

Requested by minjnie/myworldisj-rock: Hi, your scenarios are just amazing, can you pretty please *puppy eyes* write some fluffy, but little bit smut scenario with Suga? I love you *hug* 

 [[A/N: I really hope you like it 😁😁😁]] 

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You sat in your bed watching over your boyfriend sleeping. You were attentive to many things while Yoongi was asleep such as how his chest rose at the amount of air he inhaled and how it fell as he deeply exhaled, or how cute he looked with his mouth slightly open. You were always so fascinated by him when he slept. His eyebrows gently quivered as his eye lids slowly opened, the first thing he saw when he awoke was your face beaming while the rays of the daylight illuminated your skin - this was probably due to him trying to gain back his consciousness but he could have sworn that he saw you glowing in the midst of the early morning. He extended his arms and legs out to stretch, his arm ever so lightly nudged you as a feeble smile placed itself on his lips “_____~ah” he groaned in a deep sleepy voice. 

Your lips brushed against his forehead barely giving him as much of a peck so he sluggishly wrapped his arms and legs around you, enveloping you in an amorous embrace “Yoongi~ah … Aish jinjja?!” He looked down, nodding at you “Ne. I’ll only let you go if …” You looked up at him quite alarmed and apprehending whatever he wanted to request “Ne? If what?” He smirked narrowing his eyes to trick you into thinking he was going to say something dirty “If you promise to stay in with me today.” Your eyes squinted as you grinned “Ok, ok I promise.” He loosened his grip on you however you didn’t feel like getting off him therefore you laid your head against his chest listening to the steady pace of his heartbeat while he tangled his fingers in your hair - gently playing with it by twirling a lock of your hair around his index finger “Jagiya, I don’t feel like getting out of bed today.” You tutted at his comment “Aniyo … I’m not letting you miss breakfast this time” he stopped playing with your hair and proceeded to hold your hand close to his face so that the back of your hand rested against his cheek “When have I ever missed breakfast?” He smugly smiled at you “Really?” You raised your eyebrows as to avoid stating the obvious “Fine, I’ll eat breakfast” you sat up “Good because I put my heart and soul into cooking your breakfast”

You led him down to the kitchen by firmly holding onto his wrists as he strolled behind you. He wiped his eyes to distinguish that he wasn’t seeing things, it had surprised him that everything was already set up - all the food was prepared the only thing that was left to be done was to eat it. “Wait, when did you wake up?” He frowned while sitting at the table “It doesn’t matter” impatience had over taken your actions leading you to try to feed him what you had prepared but he shut his lips tightly to prevent the food from entering his mouth “Ah Yoongi don’t be like this …” He stared at you waiting for you to tell him at what time you woke up “Arasso arasso. I’ll admit that I woke up at least an hour early to prepare this … Can you please just eat it?” He opened his mouth allowing you to finally feed him “You must be so tired. Next time, you should sleep more. I can take care of myself” he spoke with a mouth full of food “Is it good?” You tried to change the subject at all cost to distract him from the fact that you were often lacking sleep just so you could take care of him. You didn’t get much opportunities to take care of him as he was usually always working meaning the time you had together was often very limited. He put his thumb up in response and grabbed the chopsticks out of your hands “Hajima, please? You don’t have to feed me, I can do it myself. But, I think you should just go relax, arachi?” You got up lightly showering his face with kisses “Okay … If you need me I’ll be in the shower”

You hurried to the bathroom wishing to take a quick shower so that you could later watch over him. You couldn’t help but feel responsible over him - it’s not as if you were a clingy girlfriend because you really wasn’t but there were times when you didn’t particularly want to leave his side … In a way, you could say that you wanted to profit merely from his presence. Rushing out of your clothes you turned on the tap to test the temperature of the water before going in the enclosed shower cubicle. Once you got in, minuscule sprinkles of lukewarm water poured over you making you feel refreshed. You adored the feeling of the water slowly trickling on your skin, sure it tickled but it was an indescribable feeling of cleanliness. After a couple of seconds, you started rubbing your body with soap and then blindly shampooing your hair with one of the brands Yoongi used for his hair. The water easily washed out the product but the smell remained imprinted on you.

Showering really relaxed you - sometimes it would make you a little bit too relax meaning you would get so deep into your thoughts that you would forget that the water was still running. On top of the noise of the water running you could hear Yoongi making his way into the bathroom. The whole glass cubicle of the shower was vaporised with steam making it hard to distinguish what Yoongi was doing. You chose to ignore him because you were used for him to come in and out the bathroom whenever you were showering however you started getting worried when you didn’t hear him come out of the bathroom. It felt so bizarre for you to be able to hear his footsteps getting closer causing you to stay almost motionless under the shower jet.

Yoongi unexpectedly entered the cubicle, he pressed his naked body against yours from behind and placed his arms around your waist. So far, you weren’t ready to even question what he was doing. There was something about his skin ship that always seemed to reassure you - somehow no matter how tense you were, as soon as he touched you everything relaxed. His hands started rubbing the sides of your arms up and down at a lengthy pace while he planted soft kisses on your shoulder. An excited huff of air left your lips as you exhaled “Yoongi?” He hummed in response as he stuffed his face into the crook of your neck “W-what are you doing?” You gently shrugged him off your shoulder so you could turn around to face him “I need a shower too.” He chuckled whilst his hands yanked your wrists to bring your body closer to his “Couldn’t you wait until I finished?” He shook his head ever so slightly “Why?” his eyes shifted from one of your eye to the other, making you feel immensely thrilled at just the thought of sharing the shower with him “Because I love you” he kissed your cheek but you turned your head so that his kiss would land on your lips “I love you too” you mumbled against his lips.

Even though you had been together for a while - his kisses had elements of shyness whenever it came to making out, it was as if he was hesitant to allow his tongue to do as much as brush your bottom lip therefore you had to give him a signal. You parted your lips getting your wrists out of his grasp by comfortably placing your hands at the nape of his neck, gaining more access to his lips to deepen the kiss. Even though on the interior his tongue was wildly attacking yours, the kiss was totally different on the exterior as his kiss didn’t lack any passion. There was something so thrilling about the sexual tension you had in the shower because it was so rare for you guys to have sex in the shower. You were people who believed that the shower was just used to wash yourselves and if you were together you would wash each other so when the opportunity came for you to fornicate under the water pouring over you, you couldn’t really refuse - it felt like a new experiment as if you were able to relive the times of when you were a virgin. The warmth of water only added to the excitement.

He was extremely sensitive to everything, all it took for him to fully erect was merely the contact of your breath tickling the surface of his skin as you broke from the kiss. His erection was gently poking at your inner thigh, it didn’t take you by surprise however you hadn’t expected him to get stiff so quickly. Enclosing your fingers around him, you pumped his member this made him slightly flustered causing his hand to slip over the tap completely turning off the running water. You couldn’t figure out why you found his reaction to your touch so cute but sexy at the same time. It majorly aroused you seeing how he squirmed when you stroked him.

He took your hand off of his cock as he didn’t want you to finish him off so soon, he didn’t feel prepared to cum … Not yet. Once again, his lips were pressed against yours, this time however he suavely approached closer towards you making you back up into the wall. He reached for your leg securing it under his arm as you wrapped it around his waist. He teased your clit by rubbing his length against it - truly he did this to properly prepare himself to enter you and to stimulate you. He cautiously positioned himself at your opening before finally entering you as deeply as he could, softly groaning in your ear and moving his body closer into you to feel your nipples hardening against his chest. It seemed as though his thrusts into you were quick yet tender but the power of him inside you contradicted the movement of his thrusts. This massively satisfied you, occasionally he tried to find the spot inside you that caused you to writhe with pleasure so you decided to help him out attempting to gratify him by discretely moving your hips in circular motions but just enough so that he could fell what you were doing to him. Almost immediately his breathing intensified, you both moved so in sync together that he struggled to even mumble under his breath. He maintained eye contact with you, admiring how beautiful you looked as he made love to you besides he loved observing the affect he had on you.

You weren’t exactly draining his energy plus he had promised himself that he wouldn’t stop until he reached that special spot inside you. He managed to slow down the pace at which he was thrusting to really focus on reaching his ‘main aim’. As soon as he found it, he repetitively hit that spot with the head of his member to make you squeal with pleasure. Your moans resonated in his ears just the way he wanted it to, your moans were like music to his ears. He adored the sound of exhilaration that evaded your mouth, he placed his lips on yours - muffling and swallowing your moans. He had the feeling of butterflies installing themselves in his stomach and with one last deep thrust his releases shot up inside you causing you to bite down on his bottom lip, you used his shoulders as a support but your nails dug so deeply into his skin that you genuinely thought you were hurting him “Oh mianhae” he caressed your wet cheek “It’s fine … Don’t worry about it.”

A few minutes later when you were both finally out of the shower and completely dried, you had put on a pair of pants and wore one of his shirts that fell just above your knees. He was laying in bed listening to a song that he had recently produced. You came to lay next to him proposing to listen to it “Aniyo … It’s not finished yet.” You pouted “Oh geurae” he put his arm around you leading you to lazily sink into bed, your eye lids started to feel heavy - you couldn’t keep your eyes open they were shutting on their own accord “Fine, you can listen to it” he realised that you weren’t responding and quickly glanced down at you only to see that you were fast asleep “_____~ah? Jagiya?” He smiled at how angelic you appeared while you were asleep, his lips lightly pecked your forehead “Saranghae, sleep well" 

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[LJ] Status: Variable

Title: Status: Variable Author: rainbowtoxicity Pairing: Chanyeol/Kyungsoo/Jongin Status: Complete Length: Short Story Rating: PG/R  Genre: Flangst, romance, slice of life Summary: There’s more than one way to end a story. ileney’s thoughts: i’m on a roll today aren’t i lol. this! fic! i likey~ it’s like a choose-your-own-adventure kind of storytelling hence the ambiguous pairing & rating. but ugh part A is so darn fluffy and cute, but since i love angst and love triangle scenarios, part B!!!! and part C was another alternate ending, but all parts were <3 idk how the writer-nim made all parts connect cause dayum reading it in one go was so flawless ugh my feels are out the window & the endgame pairing is just so agklldf lovelovelove

Medicine (Jimin)

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS. I’m such an horrible person, I have tons of requests to work on but nooo. I was just about to turn off my computer when I decided that another of my Jimin feel should be made into a scenario. Well this was supposed to be short, I swear. This is kind of a sequel to the “Bowtie” scenario. ( I promise this is my last Jimin scenario before someone requests one OTL )

Jimin is sick and takes advantage of it.

“Babe~ I’m dying.”

“Jimin stop playing with me, I’m busy.” you said, as if you understood anything as to what you had to do for your project anyway.

“I wish I was kidding.” Jimin muttered, coughing a few times in his hand.

For the whole morning – it was a bit past noon right now – Jimin had been whining at you that he was sick but he looked just fine to you. Maybe you just didn’t want to give him some attention because of your project or maybe because you knew how it would end if you joined him to bed. So you would just glance at him from time to time, and each time he would be scrolling on his phone, or laughing at some videos. You discovered his talent for faking coughs and all this stuff, though.

As you stood up from the desk and sighed at your 1% done work, you glanced a last time at Jimin before heading downstairs. But you didn’t. You thought, why would he fake a sickness anyway? You saw his beyond red face when he lifted it up his head from his hands after coughing for what seemed like forever. His voice was hoarse and you could actually hear a bit of pain in it. Whenever he’d look at you, he wouldn’t stop smiling though, and that’s what made you doubt.

“Jimin…” you said as you slowly approached the bed. “are you okay?”

“Wow, thanks…” he weakly replied, taking a moment to cough. “you’re finally asking me. No, I’m not.”

The look on your face softened and you went to sit by his side. You slipped your hand under his hair on his forehead and to your surprise it was burning hot. You put aside his hair and tried to fan him a bit with your hand.

That’s when you saw his sweaty face and red pitiful eyes. Seeing him in such a state made you feel horrible because for hours you thought he was pulling a prank on you or something.

“How do you feel?” you asked him, still caressing his face, trying to wipe his sweat.

He’d cough whenever he’d try to open the mouth, and that was painful to see. “Horrible? Sore.”

“I’m so sorry…” you started, looking away as embarrassment built in you. “I really thought you were pulling a prank on me. Tell me anything, I’ll do it.”

You immediately ran to the kitchen and came back a few minutes after with a water bottle and a few snacks. You didn’t remember seeing Jimin getting out of bed – in a nutshell, he didn’t eat a single thing since he woke up.

You started feeding your boyfriend, and that’s when he started enjoying things. You saw a sly smile growing on his lips as well as a frown grew on your face.

“My whole body feels so sore… Could you massage my shoulders?” Jimin asked as he slowly and painfully sat up. You didn’t say anything though, and slipped behind him. A whine escaped his airway as you started massaging his broad shoulders and a few moans could be heart throughout the massage. Your fingers started hurting because of the hardness of his damn muscles, and so you stopped and laid him back on the pillow.

“I’m still a bit hungry though…” Jimin said, looking away in an almost shy way. You executed without a word and started feeding him again.

“Do you need something else?” you inquired and quickly looked over at the desk. Your project was still waiting for you.

“Medicines?”

“Right…” you ran to the bathroom and went back with the necessary medicines. Of course you had to make him sat up, put the pills in his mouth and even make him drink. “You’re such a baby.” you said in a giggle.

“Excuse me, I never asked to be sick.”

“Excuse me?!” you couldn’t help but laugh out loud. You rolled on the bed, not caring about that judging stare Jimin was giving you. You came back to your senses and frowned. “Who decided to kiss me two weeks ago when I was sick like a dog?!”

Jimin looked away and coughed a few times from embarrassment, but that only led him to coughing for a few minutes, and you seriously thought he would spit out one of his lungs. “How do you expect me to stay away from you for a whole week because you’re sick…”

“You’re lucky I can’t get sick two times in a row, I wouldn’t be sitting next to you either way.” you smiled, pinching his nose. Jimin was now in a weak position, which meant you could touch him or tease him without him reacting in a sexual way, if you know what I mean.

Suddenly, you felt something lying on your hand. You looked down to see Jimin’s hand on yours, squeezing it. You looked back up and could only smile back at your boyfriend who was probably getting all emotional. You got a bit closer to him and squeezed back his hand.

“Do you need anything else?” you quietly said, not wanting to cause him any headache or so.

“Can my girlfriend kiss me and tells me she loves me?”

You giggled and tried to hold back the heat rushing to your cheeks. “What?!”

Jimin pouted and that was honestly the cutest thing ever, even though he looked dead and mostly like a mess. “You said you’d do anything…” As you let time pass by, his pout grew bigger and you thought his cheeks would blow up.

You leaned in forward, really slowly and the closer you got to his face, the more you could see the growing desire on his face. You giggled and quickly hit your forehead on his and stood up from the bed, running back to your desk. You eventually blew him a kiss and sat back in front of your work.

“I would laugh at your face, but I probably have the exact same on every time you tease me just in the same way.” you said loud enough for him to hear.

After a few seconds of silence, you quickly turned around on the chair and locked eyes with him. You thought you’d see a confused face, but not at this level. He looked almost hurt and disappointed. You gasped and immediately stood up from your chair, walking back to the bed.

“I’m sorry…” you muttered, lowering your head.

“This would have probably healed me better than medicines… but well.” Jimin said, not daring to look at you anymore. He started fidgeting under the blankets and turned away from you. You held him back right in time though.

Your hand slipped from his shoulder to his hand. You slowly caressed it with your thumb and an instant smile formed on your lips. You leaned in forward and pecked his lips a few times. You didn’t back away and kept your face close to his, your smile growing at the same time as his.

“I love you.”

If it wasn’t for his low and husky sick voice, you wouldn’t have heard him saying this at the exact same time as you. The synchronization was just perfect as both your faces went from surprise to delight and love.