BTS Ot7 Reading Recommendations

BTS ot7 reading recommendations

(F): fluff, (S): Smut, (A): Angst

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jungkook with an inexperienced s/o hot takes . . .

↺ firstly he wants to be sure that you 100% want this before he touches you so even when you two are already butt naked next to each other, he’d ask if you were certain about being ready

↺ he’s more excited and nervous than you, literally squeaks as you take off his clothes in a rush, heart beating out of his chest as he smiles sheepishly — he can’t believe this is really happening

↺ he’d be so dissociated at first as you kiss all over his body, wondering if this is actually happening or if he’s seeing things.

↺ but once your hands touches his dick and he starts to harden, he takes the control and lays you in bed as he hovers over you. He traps you under his weight as he makes out with you, grinding his bulge against your clothless slit

↺ he’d slap his length against your hole and slide it up and down on your folds, deep grunts leaving his throat as he tries to get you wet enough for him first

↺ he’d probably go down on you too — since he was literally waiting for an excuse to eat you out. Plus, what’s a better way to get you dripping wet for him other than his mouth?

↺ he’s the type to lazily finger you as he laps his tongue against your hole and press his nose against your clit because he’s sure you’re gonna love the feeling

↺ the type to giggle and moan against your cunt if you were to tug on his hair for more or start to grind against his face desperately

↺ and after he’s done with the foreplay, he’d whisper “you’re read, baby?” in your ear before finally bringing his dick to your entrance and push himself inside, trying his best to be careful at not going too fast or too hard

↺ he’d be the very best at reassuring you — would definitely hold your hands and kiss your forehead as he inserts his member in, constantly asking if you’re okay and if you wanna stop

↺ he’d let you have your time adjusting his size, slowly moving to stretch you out while he kisses you passionately, whispering praises like “my good girl, you’re taking me so well,” or like “you feel so good baby, so wet and tight for me”

↺ and when you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him even deeper as you say “faster, please” his eyes would glisten, he would let out the huskiest groan because fuck, that is the hottest thing ever

↺ he wouldn’t make you repeat yourself and start to thrust into you faster, deeper, sucking on your neck and chest as he paces up, hands fondling every inch of your skin in the mean time

↺ I’m thinking he’d be the type to grunt “mine, you’re mine” and stuff like that as he gradually gets rougher — depending on your reaction ofc, if he sees you enjoying it

↺ soon you’d be bent in half as he rails you relentlessly, both you a sweating mess. but he wouldn’t stop until you finish, he just has to feel you creaming his cock desperately, he’s been dreaming about it for so long

↺ and finally when you’re done, he’d ask permission to cum inside you because he’s a sucker for it and he’d collapse onto you with a relieved sigh if you allow him

↺ he’d giggle and crawl inside your arms after that despite being too heavy for you, because for some reason you’re looking too cute trapped under him like that

↺ and then he’d thank you and say that you did amazing. he’d rub your muscles and also offer to wash you up because he wants to take care of you, he loves you so much and he feels so lucky to be your first :3

bts reads (& recs)

🧸 freya's recent bts reads (& recs)

disclaimer : there's atleast one fic for each member, but i am yet to widen my spectrum, so you will find less vmin + jin fics. that also doesn't mean i don't like reading them, lol.

note : fic titles labelled with a * mark are series. minors please stay away, strictly. almost all fics here are 18+ !!

— also, i am @sugarwithtea 😭 incase you wanted to check out my writing blog then.

KIM SEOKJIN

* 9 months to fall in love by @floralseokjin (s2l, accidental pregnancy au, 18+)

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…

* For Love & Money by @jimlingss (s2l, forced marriage au)

For love, you foolishly lied to yourself. For money, you married a stranger.

MIN YOONGI

* Till Death Do Us Part by @colormepurplex2 (e2l, arranged marriage au, mafia au, 18+)

Marital bliss isn't always a guarantee, especially when you find yourself marrying into the family responsible for your own family's demise. Sometimes, marriage is just a game of kill or be killed. Even when there is love involved, bullets still hurt.

Sinful Lust by @oddinary4bts (ft. jungkook, threesome au, 18+)

in an attempt to spice up your bedroom life with your boyfriend Min Yoongi, you suggest bringing another man into the action. Yoongi seems reluctant at first, but when you mention his friend Jeon Jungkook, he can’t deny his attraction. All that’s left to do is to convince Jungkook into participating...

* The Truth Between Us by @jimlingss and @gukyi (e2l, multiple aus, 18+)

a book deal should be the most exciting time of your life, but there seems to be a constant and omnipresent damper on your mood in the form of a certain min yoongi, who you would just cut out from your life, if he weren’t your editor. but then, the world shifts beneath your feet, and you begin to wonder if maybe you’ve always been looking at life from the wrong angle.

* Playing With Fire by @/chanyeolly (ao3) (e2l, idol au, 18+)

Yoongi hates you. Or at least, he thinks he does.

AKA

Y/N works for BigHit and Yoongi is bad at dealing with his feelings.

JUNG HOSEOK

Brevity (But Most Often Not) by @threeletterslife (ft. jimin, s2?, psychopath hoseok)

All your life, you've been with guys who didn't bother to read the news or appreciate the art form of journalism. But Hoseok... Even the way he carefully chooses his words is a sign that you and he are a match. If only he weren't in a dilapidating psychiatric hospital. Then maybe you'd have a proper boyfriend who treated you right for once.

* Arranged by @obiwrites (ao3) (arranged marriage au, 18+)

If you thought entering an arranged marriage with the person you love would be a dream, you were in for a rude awakening. Jung Hoseok was far from the doting husband you’d dreamed of and most of it could be chalked up to the fact that he was in love with his best friend. And you are without a shadow of a doubt, not her.

But what happens when Hoseok starts to realize he doesn’t want you to be her? That there might be more than meets the eye with you?

Fake Love by @aquaminwrites (e2l, fake dating au, 18+)

Every year, your family spends the holidays at your parents’ cottage in the country. Freshly single and not wanting to be picked apart by your family for being alone, you decide to recruit one of your friends to pretend to be your boyfriend. The only available volunteer? Your brother Namjoon’s roommate, Hoseok. Only problem? He absolutely hates your guts.

* Jungle Park by @jimlingss (coworker au, amnesia au)

The equation is simple. Hoseok needs to hire someone. You need a job. Except like any actual equation, it’s not fucking simple at all! Not when you have to add the fact that he was forced to hire someone he doesn’t want in his office, he has little respect for your job in general, and oh yeah...once upon a time you might have—*CENSORED*.

KIM NAMJOON

Not Another Holiday Romance by @kpopfanfictrash (s2l, one night stand au, holiday au, 18+)

You, a perpetually alone (and utterly cynical) movie director, are sent to the town of Snow Falls, Middle-of-Nowhere for your latest film assignment. Stuck in holiday hell until the new year, you’re determined to get in and get out with minimal damage to your Grinch reputation. That is, until a ridiculously gorgeous (and young?!) town historian is assigned to help with your film. Suddenly, you find yourself the heroine of one of those corny romances you direct – and are discovering they might not be so corny after all.

* My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold by @daechwitatamic (r2l, college au, 18+)

You know a lot about the many types of love thanks to Kim Taehyung. You love him as the only person you see as “family”, you love him as your very best friend, and you love him as the beautiful, funny man he’s become. But when a twist of fate during your senior year has you rooming with his good friend Kim Namjoon, you just might find that you have plenty left to learn about love. 

The Wedding Arrangement by @/sugalights (ao3) / @sugaurora (s2e2l, fwb au, 18+)

You are in love with your best friend, the only man who matters, Kim Seokjin.

Unfortunately, he's just gotten engaged to someone who isn’t you. Even more unfortunately, he expects you to help plan the wedding alongside Kim Namjoon, his other best friend and, based on your first meeting, just another judgemental jerk.

Putting aside your distaste for the sake of your friend’s happiness, you both set about giving Seokjin the wedding of his dreams. Following a rough and satisfying affair at the caterer’s, you strike an unusual deal: you and Namjoon will be enemies with benefits until the wedding is over. And after six months of wedding planning, you both just might learn that weddings aren’t usually the end, but a brand new beginning.

PARK JIMIN

* Maybe Me by @jiminrings (single dad au, s2l)

summary: maybe it’s stupid of jimin to take on everything at once, all by himself. maybe it’s rash of him to book a long-term stay at a luxury hotel, even if it comes with a family discount. but maybe, just maybe, jimin would have nothing to lose and everything to gain if he lets you in.

KIM TAEHYUNG

Always the Bridesmaid by @kookingtae (e2l, holiday au, 18+)

When you first meet Kim Taehyung, you’re determined to find every reason you can to hate him—or maybe he’s just looking for ways to get on your last nerve. But when a turn of events has the two of you working the wedding of the man you’re hopelessly in love with, you’re too late to realize the real reason to hate Kim Taehyung is because of the latest column he’s secretly writing: “Always the Bridesmaid, Never the Bride”, and it’s all about you.

JEON JUNGKOOK

* Take A Chance by @crystaljins (hanahaki au, coworker au)

You should have known the second your business partner asked you to plan his best friend’s wedding as a favour that it was going to be nothing but trouble. Especially when it turns out he’s in love with said best friend. And dying of a deadly disease because of it.

on the road (to you) by @cupofteaguk (f2l, road trip au)

as a young adult, one of the strangest revelations is the discovery that peers of yours from past fragile college years are getting married. so imagine your shock and excitement upon receiving a wedding invitation. there are, however, two problems: (1) you are a poor early-20s recently employed adult just beginning to adjust to your 401k plan, and (2) the only available ride to the wedding comes in the form of Jeon Jungkook—friend of a friend, attendee to that aforementioned wedding, and your old college crush. 

Sinful Lust by @oddinary4bts (ft. yoongi, threesome au, 18+)

in an attempt to spice up your bedroom life with your boyfriend Min Yoongi, you suggest bringing another man into the action. Yoongi seems reluctant at first, but when you mention his friend Jeon Jungkook, he can’t deny his attraction. All that’s left to do is to convince Jungkook into participating...

Accidental Roommates by @jjkeverlast (r2l, single dad au, 18+)

moving apartments is stressful and difficult enough as it is. all the planning and packing and multiple moments of rearranging furniture; all you crave is peace.

yet it seemed like peace was far within reach as the owner of the apartment had left out one tiny crucial detail from the ad — a ripped tattooed adonis, coupled, with a tiny baby daughter will come as your roommate.

Rivers Over Stones by @ichorai (e2l, godparents au, 18+)

you hated jungkook the minute you laid eyes on him. the only reason why he was still in your life was because you both shared a goddaughter, hana. but everything changed unexpectedly when the two of you become her caretakers and you’re forced to live under the same roof. suddenly, you find yourself hating him just a bit less. or more, but who’s keeping track?

* Ego by @suga-kookiemonster (s2l, fwb au, 18+)

what’s a girl to do when her sweet, innocent baby lab partner isn’t quite so sweet and innocent? well, he’s a grown-ass man, and you’re about to learn that the hard way.

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— a bit of these have not been completed by me, leading to no feedback yet but i know these are good haha!

Personal Jeweler

Personal Jeweler 🍷

Genre: smut, established relationship Pairing: dom!jeongguk x sub!reader Word Count: 2.4k Warnings: degradation, fingering, finger-sucking, orgasm restriction, unprotected penetrative sex, crying (from pleasure ofc), possessiveness, slight overstimulation, aftercare, jungkook spelled as jeongguk

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

The sound of the water from the bathroom connected to you and your boyfriend’s shared room abruptly stopped, finally letting you properly hear the K-drama that was currently playing on the TV. Your boyfriend had decided to treat you to a date earlier and took you to the luxurious Italian restaurant you’d been talking about for weeks. The both of you had come home pretty tired, Jeongguk deciding to take a quick shower after you finished using the bathroom to do your nightly skincare. 

You were laid in bed, occupying yourself with a TV show while you waited for Jeongguk to join you in bed after a long night. The drama had long lost you with its twisted and confusing plot, leaving you with nothing to do but wait for your boyfriend to finish washing up. Your head perked up at the sound of the door opening, signaling that Jeongguk had at last come out. A quick glance was all it took for every ounce of drowsiness in your body to be replaced with excitement, making your core hot with arousal and unusually empty as you scanned your boyfriend’s body. 

His long, wet hair dripped down his body while the rest stuck to his forehead. His bare face looked so kissable, making you resist the urge to run up and kiss him all over. The rolling water droplets led you to his toned, tan body which was on full display. The dampness gave his pecs and abs a nice sheen, highlighting all of the right places. The towel didn’t do much at covering him up, hanging low enough to expose his sharp V-line. You were practically drooling at the sight, wishing nothing more than for the towel to drop to the floor.

“My eyes are up here, princess” He raspily chuckled, secretly enjoying how you were eye-fucking him not that long ago. He began to walk closer to you while using a spare towel to dry up his hair. “Look a little too good for my liking” You muttered, taking the chance to wrap your arms around his waist and press your cheek against his abdomen while he ran his fingers through your hair. His sweet musky scent was going to drive you insane, making you need him impossibly closer.

You lifted your head to give him your best puppy eyes, something you did whenever you wanted a kiss. He smirked and leaned down to face level, giving you quick pecks before finally locking his lips with your own. He lazily kissed you, feeling like there was all the time in the world while he slowly devoured you. The hand tangled in your hair slowly moved down to your neck, giving it a light squeeze and sighing in approval at your reaction. The sound that came out of you was between a moan and a hum, hands inevitably traveling to the towel on his lower body before he pulled away. 

“Gukkie.. How am I supposed to sleep now?” You whined and threw your head back in annoyance at the devilish smirk now plastered on his face. 

“Don’t know, figure it out though ‘cause I’m tired as fuck.” He lied, only for the sole purpose of wanting to rile you up and hear you beg. You eyed him as he walked over to his side of the bed, taking out some boxers from the bottom drawer on his nightstand. You felt as if he were doing this on purpose, no way was he going to choose today of all days to sleep practically naked. Somehow his usual sleep attire had gone from sweats and a t-shirt to only boxers. At this you huffed. Being your boyfriend’s spoiled princess meant you got what you want, whenever you wanted. Tonight, however, seemed to be different.

The left side of the mattress dipped before the bedroom suddenly grew dark as Jeongguk had now turned off both the TV and lamp. “Goodnight baby, I love you” He turned to you while throwing the sheets over his body.

“Not fair..” You pouted, sitting up and crossing your arms. Jeongguk’s lips broke into a smile, finding you adorable but not quite yet wanting to give you what you wanted. He propped himself on one arm to reach your face and peck your lips, “Night, princess” 

“Ugh..” you groaned, watching him fall flat on his back and close his eyes. You were hot and needy, and it didn’t help that you had already been holding yourself back all day. He had decided to wear a fitted suit to the date, all black with the top buttons of his dress shirt undone. If you had no respect for the people dining, you would’ve taken him right then and there. 

You weren’t the only one who’d been holding back tonight. You had decided to match with Jeongguk by wearing a black silk dress, slit high enough to expose your beautiful long legs and low back cut to show your dimples of venus. The sight made him want to fuck you at least until the only word you knew was his name.

Jeongguk had been able to successfully hide his raging boner from you at the dinner, knowing that the two of you wouldn’t have made it home before having a quickie in the car had you seen it. He wanted to make you feel good without dealing with the limited space of his car’s backseat, needing the bed to bend you in all positions possible. But first, he wanted to make you wait like he had all night. 

You got the idea of straddling him, giving him one more chance before you decided to rest even if that meant you’d go to sleep frustrated. “Baby..” you climbed onto his lap, kissing his face like you had wanted earlier. His lips twitched, very obviously fighting back a smile. This didn’t go unnoticed, motivating you to trail lower in hopes of him breaking. Your lips caressed his neck, occasionally pressing down in order to find his sweet spot. 

Not only were your actions making it harder for Jeongguk to hold himself back, but his own body began to betray him as he felt his cock grow hard enough to connect with your core through the thin sheets. Your wet mouth on his neck and heat on his length made his head spin, the need to make you wait suddenly evaporating.

You were taken by surprise when Jeongguk flipped you onto your back without a warning, manhandling you from his lap in order to hover over you. Your lips parted with a gasp, shocked at Jeongguk’s sudden actions yet excited that your idea had worked. 

“So fucking impatient, hm?” He groaned, slapping the side of your thigh with his tattooed hand. “Strip.” He ordered, watching you waste no time peeling off your clothes. He took a moment to drink in your body, the body he would never miss a chance to bury himself deep in. Frail neck he had marked with purple bruises endless times, perky tits he’d fuck after a long day, feeling your tongue repeatedly kitten-lick his tip, the waist that was molded perfectly for his hands to wrap around, everything about you was perfect to him. 

“Tsk, such a needy slut. ‘S why you wore that dress tonight hm? Wanted me to fill up your tight cunt?” The second slap sounded louder, echoing throughout to room because of his hand’s contact with your now bare skin, but even then you couldn’t hold back your smirk.

He looked so hot above you. The arm he was using to prop himself up with was flexed, tempting you to mark him up everywhere, making sure anyone who stared would know he belonged to someone. His long locks hung above you, hooded eyes peeking through his bangs to hungrily stare at your lips. A detail you’d almost missed was the chain that hung from his neck. It was a simple, thin, gold chain with a small round pendant that had a “J” carved on it. 

“And what if I did, you wore this chain ‘cause you knew it would hang in my face tonight huh?” You hooked a finger on the jewelry, using it to pull his face down close enough to seal your lips together in a heated kiss, letting him lap at your mouth like there was no tomorrow. His hand caressed your thigh, slowly feeling him inch lower which made your breath grow unsteady. Despite your lack of oxygen, you still found yourself whining when he pulled away.

“Do you like it?” He breathed out, to which you nodded in response. He pushed himself up to stand on his knees, bringing his hands to the back of his neck to unclasp the chain. “Lift up your head, baby” Still laying down, you separated your head from the pillow as you watched him secure the necklace around you.

“Fuck” Blood rushed to his cock, looking down at his initial snug between your bare tits would send him into a frenzy. Leaning back down, he caught your lips in a kiss again. “Do you even know what you do to me?” He mumbled against your lips, hand resuming its previous actions. The heat pooled in your stomach had been released as arousal, making your pussy all wet and sticky. 

He dragged his middle finger through your folds with ease, never having to use lube when you were with him. His teeth nipped at your bottom lip making your brain grow foggy at how well he worked you up. A second finger came down to your sopping cunt to slowly spread your juices. The moans Jeongguk had to swallow for you were an indicator that you were enjoying this. “So wet just for me..” He mumbled.

“Mhmm inside..” your hips jerked up, impatient for the fingers circling around your nub to enter your clenching hole. At this, he retracted his hands only to earn him a string of whiny no’s. “So greedy but can’t even use her manners.” He taunted, brushing the hair out of your face. “Please.., baby, need you- ahh” You buried your face into the pillow next to you at the feel of his thick, long fingers pushing inside of you unexpectedly. The stretch of his two fingers entering you caused a slight ache, but still nothing in comparison to his rather girthy cock. 

He began to languidly circle his fingers inside of you, wanting to prolong the pleasure before pumping inside of you. “Such a whore for my fingers, huh?” He chuckled, experimenting with a hard thrust of his digits. A long moan erupted from your mouth, forming an O-shape as he continued to pump slowly yet deeply. He knew his way around your body, having explored it one too many times. Even then, you will never grow accustomed to the pleasure that comes from his fingertips feathering around your g-spot. 

All he had to do was curl his fingers into the spongy tissue to have you moaning incoherently under him. “Feel so.. F-fuck ‘m gonna cum, please” Your thighs began to squeeze around Jeongguk’s hand while your orgasm rapidly approached. “Be a good girl and hold in for me, yea?” He pulled his fingers out, bringing them to your mouth, “Open.”

You did as told and he shoved them in, cutting your voice short and stopping you from protesting before you even got a chance to. Tears coated your eyes as you gagged around his fingers, feeling him press down on your tongue while he used his free hand to rip off his boxers. His hard cock sprung out, making you whine in anticipation to be filled up. He pulled his fingers back with a pop, your mouth having sucked them clean. His hand trailed down to his hard-on, slapping the tip on your wet cunt shortly before rubbing it between your folds and groaning in the process. 

Having stretched you out enough, he sharply thrust into you, “Ugh, just like tha-at, more” Your hands reached his back and sharply claws down, imprints of your nails adorning his smooth skin as a reminder of tonight. “So dirty for me, love the way I fuck you open? Is that it?” He spoke between thrusts. “Fuck me so good… A-always so good” The sounds of his balls hitting your skin and squelching of your pussy along with Jeongguk’s huge cock had you fucked stupid.

“Yea? Fuck you so good ‘cause you’re mine” He shoved himself inside of you hard enough to prove a point. The constant impact had your tits bouncing, making the pendant of his necklace move with them. The sight of this alone had Jeongguk’s hips moving erratically against you, feeling your plush walls contract deliciously around his length. You took him so well, proving you were made just for him. 

“Such a good pussy. All. Mine. Right? He moaned in between pumps, eager to hear your whiny voice tell him what you were. “All y-yours, Jeongguk, always!” You cried out, needing nothing more than Jeongguk’s permission to reach your high. 

Jeongguk was close, only needing your affirming words to shoot his thick load inside of you. “That’s right, only I can fuck you like this, make you squirm like this, you’re all for me baby” He wiped the line of drool that dripped down your cheek with his thumb. “Fuck, can't hold it!” Tears were dripping down your cheeks at this point, leaving a salty taste on your tongue as they rolled down into your mouth.

“Go ahead, pretty girl deserves to cum” He kept his attention on your tits with his chain, the view combined with your clenching walls made his hips stutter. The knot in your stomach had finally erupted, making you able to hear the blood rushing through your veins as bliss washed over you. Your vision had been long turned blurry due to the tears, ears choosing to block all sounds aside from Jeongguk’s deep moans. Your essence was now dripping down his thighs as he shot his own into you, continuing to rock his hips against yours to bury his seed deep inside. He pressed himself flush against your hot skin and held you. 

It wasn’t until your legs began to shake that he pulled out, hearing your weak voice whisper too much under him.

“You okay, hun? He asked, beginning to stand up to give you space after the overstimulation only to be pulled back down. “Stay, ‘m okay” you confirmed. “I’d love to, but I gotta clean us up and get you some water.” You whined but nevertheless loosened your grip in comprehension. “Be quick” 

Safe to say he had cuddled you all night after that, soothingly combing your hair as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear until you slept. He soon found himself dozing off with the happiest smile at the sight of the J so beautifully hung around your neck. 

“It’s yours as long as you’re mine, y/n”

A/N: not to proud of this one but fuck it we ball

SWEET | JJK

PAIRING: Boxer Jungkook x Ballerina Reader

GENRE: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, BOXER AU, DANCE AU

SYNOPSIS:

Jeon Jungkook is the perfect guy… to piss off your parents. He’s buff, inked up and the definition of their worst nightmare but hey, when love comes knocking on your door there’s not much you can do. When your day starts off a mess, Jungkooks there to take your mind off things.

A/n: spent the whole day writing this 🫣

Your alarm goes off at the awful hour of 5 am, startling you out of your beautiful sleep. It's time to get up and get ready for the first ballet session of today–your schedule was full most of the time, and it was always the same routine; Get up, shower, brush teeth, breakfast, drive to practice–practice and fall into bed again. Repeat.

The stakes were at an all-time high right now. In one week, a fancy group of guests would be visiting and watching your performance with very critical eyes.

They had the power to decide whether you deserve to grace the stage in the annual Ballet competition–or not.

You've overcome every obstacle in your way since you can remember. You won first place each year after starting out in the 'Beginners Ballet Competition', surpassing everyone with by a mile.

One could say you were a little star amongst your fellow Ballet competitors.

As you grew older, you entered the world of international teen competitions, where you once more proves yourself as the winner while showing off your charm and perfection. You occupied 1st place each and every time, your parents soaking in the outcome of your never-ending success.

"You can be quiet now" you mumble to your alarm clock, turning it off with a click if a button

You get out of bed with a tired groan as the pressure of expectation presses over your shoulders like every morning. The important decision that will decide your candidacy for this year's adult ballet championship comes closer and closer every second.

Despite the fact that everything seems to be working in your favour, uncertainty lingers in your mind.

A sigh of regret escapes your lips once you stretch your poor feet, which are aching from your walk across the rough rocks on the beach yesterday.

What at first seemed almost like a pleasant foot massage, instantly relaxig your feet as you walked, now reveals to be the opposite.

"Y/n L/n you better not be in bed still" your mom yells from downstairs making you roll your eyes.

"No, mom, I'm already brushing my teeth" you yell, quickly running to the bathroom to do just that.

Starihg at yourself in the mirror a frown adorns your usual soft features. Your long hair in a loose bun while your cheeks are colored in a light pink shade as usual.

Faking a smile, you look at your reflexion, showing a young woman ready to take on any challenge in her way. The only problem was; were you really ready to take on any challenge?

Your train of thought is broken by a little ping, which causes your frown to reappear, replacing that hideous fake smile you've been perfecting over the years. On the screen appears a text from an unknown number. "Huh?" You purse your lips, toothbrush loosely hanging from your lips as you unlock your phone and open the message.

Unknown: Did you manage to sneak past your parents yesterday?

Today 5:07 am

Block Report Answer

Clicking answer, you keep brushing your teeth with one hand while clicking 'answer' and texting, what you could only assume to be Jungkook, a reply with your other.

You: you're up early ♡ send

No y/n you can't write that, you shake your head and change the heart for a smile emoji.

You: you're up early :)

Today 5:09 am

Jungkook🥰 is typing

Jungkook🥰: So are you ;)

Today 5:10 am

Shaking your head you laugh, cleaning out your mouth with some water before moving to your dressing room and picking out some clothes.

You: I'm always up this early 🤭

Today 5:12

You watch with a hint of anticipation as the familiar 'typing' symbol flashes on the screen, only to disappear in an instant. You can't help but bite your lip, doubt creeping into your thoughts.

Did you say something wrong? The question fucks with your mind, making you shake your head a bit trying to get rid of the doubts.

However, you quickly remind yourself not to read too much into it. It's early after all, and maybe the Jungkook just fell asleep.

Taking a deep breath, you put on your clothes and go on with your day, walking downstairs for a quick breakfast before practise.

"Could you be any later?" Your mom scolds you, your housekeeper passing you your breakfast with a smile and squeezing your arms reassuringly.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't decide what to wear," you confess, feeling shocked by the fact that you just easily lied to her like that. Your parents had always forbid you to ever lie to them, and you've never had any reason to–until now.

Your mother's critical eyes scan you from head to toe, raising her eyebrows and tightly crossing her arms, "You don't have any clothes that would remotely look bad on you" she speaks "Next time, I expect you to be better prepared and not embarrass yourself with being late. Is it too much to ask for a bit of effort?" She shakes her head.

You gulp down your coffee and shake your head, knowing not to talk back even if it would've been a simple "okay"

-

"Who are you texting?" the girl next to Jungkook asks, inching closer to him, her hand confidently placed flat on his abs.

With a blank expression, Jungkook turns off his phone, his smile fading away. "That's none of your damn business, the fuck are you still doing here anyway?" he groans, sitting up and effortlessly fixing his hair before slipping on a shirt.

"Well, you called me yesterday for a hookup, but suddenly changed your mind when I arrived," she shrugs, undeterred. "Thought you might want a morning blowie before your fight today, at least," she adds, biting her lip that adorned 2 liprings and some smeared black lipstick from sleeping with it on.

Locking her gaze with him, her dark eyes reveal a hint of annoyance when he shakes his head "Oh come on Jk" she rolls her eyes "it's like you've become a whole new person after coming back yesterday from your little bike ride"

Jungkook flips her off and then shifts his eyes to the mirror. His eyes flick to the hickey she gave him last night, a reminder of their unevenly five-minute make-out session that left him uninterested and bored.

Since he met you last night, you're all he can think about. It's not a crush; it's more like a deep fascination. He's never met someone like you before.

"Fuck off," he groans, cracking his knuckles and neck. "I need a shower and then I'm hitting the gym. You better be gone when I'm done," he gestures toward the bathroom, leaving her shocked and irritated on his bed.

-

"4 and 3 and 2 and..." Mrs. Chuu's voice yells over the loud music as you dance, maintaining your posture and focusing on following the choreography as best as possible.

Finally, after what seems like forever she pauses the awful loud music and hands you some water. "You're better than Wednesday, but not better than yesterday," she remarks, her tone filled with expectation. "Didn't you practice at home like I asked you to?" she lightly scolds.

You bite your lip, remembering the events of last night when you definitely did not practice at all.

"I did," you lie, attempting to justify yourself. "But I was very exhausted after yesterday, so-" Your explanation is cut off by Mrs. Chuu's voice. "Exhaustion is not an excuse at your level," she scolds sternly. "I can forgive Sana, I can forgive Mina, but I cannot and will not forgive you, Y/n. You know why?" she asks with unwavering seriousness, to which you shake your head.

"Because you're the best here. You're as exceptional as it gets at your age," she praises, causing a big smile to form on your face.

"So prove to yourself that exhaustion is a non-existent word in your vocabulary," she scolds, her arms crossed.

"And, above all that, show your parents what you're made of" Mrs. Chuu advises, giving your shoulder a reassuring pat. "Lets take a small break for now and have a look at your feet. We'll patch up those wounds." She says, retrieving a small first aid kit. Grateful, you nod and sit down, thanking her.

Although strict in her teaching style, Mrs Chuu, has always been kind to you. You've known her since you were a child, and she feels more like an aunt or maybe even a friend.

Deep down, you know that she doesn't fully agree with your parents' strictness, and controlling of your life. But you understand the situation—after all, they are the ones paying your dance lessons.

Nonetheless, you appreciate her genuine care and guidance sometimes more than othera, knowing that she genuinely wants whats best for you.

She even buys you some snacks sometimes to take home since your mom really only allowed you to eat healthy flavourless foods.

-

Y/n🐠: I'm always up this early 🤭

Today 5:12 am

Laughing and shaking his head, Jungkook types his reply with a smirk.

You: what a hardworking girl you are ;)

You: any reason as to why though?

Today 6:27 pm

He types with a frown on his face, playing with his lip piercing as he watches the messages go through. It's not long before he gets a 'read' receipt, getting his hopes up for a reply, only to get let down with you going offline again.

He runs a hand through his sweaty hair, sitting on the floor of the boxing ring, everyone having already left to go home or grab some food.

Before his thoughts can wander off, though, your reply lights up his phone.

Y/n🐠: had practise until now, just left :))

Today 6:35

You: you're telling me you dance for almost 10 hours straight? No way

Today 6:37

Y/n🐠: Not straight, but it's sort of my job, so... yeah, gotta practice for next week. Some important people are coming from America.

Today 6:38

You frown at yourself as you sit in the car of your parents' chauffeur, your pink ballet bag sitting on your lap as you texted away with a bright grin on your face.

Jungkook🥰: I hope your legs are alright

Today 6:40

You smile at his caring comment, Mr. Lin looking at you through the review mirror with a frown. "Yoh made a friend at ballet Mrs. L/n?" He asks curiously to which you only nod halfway "sort of"

You: they're used to it🤣

Today 6:41

A slight smirk tugs at Jungkook's lips as he looks at the message. Usually, he finds the use of emojis cringe-worthy, except when it comes to his grandma.

However, he knows that you might not be a big texter, considering he noticed a small total of five contacts in your phone when he saved your number. Of those five, two being your parents, and another was your grandma.

You: are you free tonight? I'm passing by the beach again

Today 6:47

You think for a second before replying a quick yes.

You're weren't actually allowed to leave the house later than 7, only exception being going to the venue to practice. You just figured you could maybe sneak out again like you usually did when you needed some peace of mind.

Jungkook🥰: Cool, meet me there at 7 sharp

Today 6:50

-

You arrive slightly after 7, the gentle night breeze causing your short pink sundress to sway in the cool air. With a hand shielding your eyes from the barely there sunlight, you search for Jungkook, your gaze sweeping across the beach in hopes of spotting his leatherclad figure or catching a glimpse of his Harley.

Disappointment creeps in when you cant find him, and a pout begins to form on your lips. Did he forget?

Just as you begin turning around, a sudden "boo!" Clears the silence.

Startled, you squeak as Jungkook's voice scares you, his hand firmly gripping your hips as he playfully spins you around to look at him.

"You seriously thought I'd ditch ya?" he smirks, his eyes filled with mischief as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes, offering you one with a cocky tilt of his head.

You quickly shake your head, declining his offer with an insistant. "No way."

"So?" he asks, taking a drag from his now lit cigarette. "How're the pirouettes going?" As he guides you to an unexplored corner of the beach, he teases you.

You nod crossing your arms, trying to match his cool vibe. "It's the usual. Can be fun, but it's exhausting sometimes," you say, shrugging and meeting his eyes with a hint of hope in your innocent eyes.

"Mh," Jungkook nods,

"And what about you?" you ask, feeling a hint of awkwardness brushing your hands over your arms at the cold weather.

He chuckles, "I messed up some guy in the ring," he answers with a smirk, and your jaw drops in surprise. "What? Seriously? That's... cool?," you stumble over your words, trying to sound as normal as possible.

Wow y/n he can probably tell you don't have friends. You sulk

"You're cute," he notes, his strong brows furrowing slightly as he takes another drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke out next to your face.

His gaze holds a hint of playfulness as he smirks. "Do your parents know you're here?" he asks, his smirk growing more, clearly aware of the answer.

You avert your gaze down, feeling a pang of guilt, and shake your head. "I'm a bad daughter, aren't I? Maybe I should just—" you start, attempting to stand up, but Jungkook's firm grip prevents you from doing so.

"Stay," he says, his voice laced with genuine affection. "A little rebellion might be good for you," he suggests, his smirk deepening.

A small silence envelops the two of you as you stare out at the ocean. Jungkook's eyes returning to you, capturing that shimmer of innocence and obliviousness that he finds so captivating.

In awe of someone so introverted yet remarkably talkative when exited, his hand gently caresses your rosy soft cheek, coaxing you to meet his gaze once more, as his thumb traces careless patterns against your soft skin, he finds himself lost in contemplation for a second before asking "What is it about you?" the question more directed at himself than you.

Startled, you whisper, "huh?" Your eyes attempt to avoid his intense ones, but they find themselves drawn back to his.

"You're so..." he trails off, playing with his lip ring, searching for the right words. "So sweet, so nice," he finally expresses, his voice laced with a mix of admiration and confusion. "Why are you here with me?" His hand slips away from your cheek as he takes one last drag from his cigarette before throwing it into the ocean.

You open your mouth to protest, but he swiftly interrupts you. "I know, I know. I'm a terrible person," he chuckles, teasingly dismissing his action. "Fuck the fish, man," he smirks.

Pouting, you cross your arms, a chill running down your spine.

Sensing your discomfort, Jungkook removes his leather jacket and places it over your shoulders, and you don't resist, realizing it's useless to argue.

From the corner of his eye, Jungkook steals glances at your lips, his gaze flickering between them and your eyes.

His question resurfaces in his mind once more—what was it about you?

Unable to resist any longer, he takes your chin in his hand, gently urging you to look up at him, your faces closer this time. "Have you ever been kissed before?" he asks, his thumb teasing your bottom lip, and you allow him to.

"No," you innocently shake your head to which Jungkook just hums, contemplating his next move before planting a quick peck on your cheek. "There," he says, his voice filled with satisfaction.

Your cheeks shine red with embarrassment as you turn your face away. It felt nice, you've never imagined that a kiss could feel like more than just skin against skin–your heart was racing with excited right now.

Resting his back against a rock, Jungkook's satisfaction shows through his smile. "You're awfully quiet," he teases, but before he can continue, you interject, your fingers gently brushing against your cheek where he had kissed you.

"Why did you do that just now?" you mutter, your expression with a hint of confusion as you look at him.

Jungkook shrugs, confusion flickering in his eyes. "Because I wanted to," he replies, although he knew deep down that the kiss held a more than that.

His eyes stay on you, waiting for your response.

But you meet his and nod, accepting his simple answer. "Okay," you say, biting your lip, thinking something.

After a moment, you gather courage and speak up again. "Can you- can you do it again?" you ask, your eyes locked on his.

"Kiss you?" he clarifies, just to be sure and when you nod, he leans in, preparing to plant another kiss on your cheek. But, you shake your head, denying it "No," you say, your lips pursed. "Not there," you point to your own lips, "here"

A smirk tugs at the corner of Jungkook's lips as he takes hold of your jaw, guiding you closer and with a gentle motion, he places a soft peck on your lips.

You do your best to kiss him back, angling your face slightly and resting your hands on his chest.

After a brief moment, Jungkook furrows his brow and pulls away "Sorry, I got carried away,"

You shake your head, a gentle smile gracing your lips. "No,"

"Thank you."

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can u do manager y/n who is used to always being passed around and groped when the maknae line wants relief 🧐 like all of the boys and other staff are just so used to the situation that they just ignore them

“Ah..” You whimpered, feeling Jungkook thrust into you once again. You gripped onto his broad shoulders, crying out once again as he found his pace.

He was so strong and it felt like he had a dick made of pure iron.

He thrusted harder and deeper into you and you couldn't help but wrap your legs around him.

“Jimin, let’s straighten your hair.” One of the hairstylists commented as she gathered the hair supplies.

“Alright.” Jimin sat in the stool, glancing at you and Jungkook as you were having your fun.

His dick twitched and a tongue ran over his bottom lip as he found himself staring at you guys. He watched you whimper and moan while he listened to the smack of flesh against flesh.

He smirked and shifted in his seat.

Jimin looked away, feeling the stir in his pants. He focused on getting his hair straightened, but the thoughts of you were still running through his head. He wasn't able to keep his mind straight.

“Fuck…” Jungkook hissed, stopping you from bouncing on his cock, before he pushed you down onto the sofa, climbing on top of you and inserting himself once again. He wasted no time before he went right back into his thrusting.

He moaned, gripping your thighs and pulling them apart. He was so deep and it felt so good.

“Has anyone seen Taehyung?” The make up artist approached the two of you, an eyeshadow palette in hand.

“He was running late.” Jungkook answered, looking up at the older woman, before looking back down at you.

"Let’s do your make up first then.” The make up artist smiled, taking the brush, and approaching his face.

Jungkook temporarily stopped pounding into you, leaving his cock buried inside of you as the make up artist applied his make up.

You blinked, feeling your stomach knot with excitement. You were both so exposed and yet so intimate.

He continued to stare down at you, biting his lip as he waited for the make up artist to finish.

Your hand moved down to your clit, rubbing it slowly as you whimpered and moaned for him.

“You’re so big, Jungkook…” You murmured at him.

Jungkook smirked. He liked how you were whimpering for him. It was cute.

”There we go. All done.” The older woman smiled before moving away.

Then, he continued to pound into you, pressing his lips against yours as he pushed his weight against yours, pushing you further into the sofa. He lifted your legs into the air, and then slammed into you with such force.

You cried out into his mouth, feeling him get closer to the edge.

He didn't last much longer. His cock swelled inside of you, and then he released his hot load deep into you. He stayed inside of you, as he made you feel so full.

Then, he pulled out, leaving you with a mess of cum that was dribbling out of your pussy.

“Jungkook! Let’s do your hair!” A hairstylist chimed in, just finishing up Jimin’s hair.

Jungkook nodded, getting off of you.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment but opening them again when you felt Jimin’s hand trail down your thigh.

You looked over at him, as he placed his hands on your knees, and pushed them apart.

He smirked at you, before his fingers started to circle your clit, and then he slid a finger into you.

“Jungkookie made such a mess out of you, didn’t he?” He murmured at you, as he watched you writhe under his touch.

His fingers were long and skilled. He added a second finger, and then a third, as he thrusted into you with his digits.

“Mmm…” Your hips rolled along with the movements of his fingers.

“Sorry for being late!” A voice chimed in, and the three of you looked to see Taehyung rushing into the room.

Jimin pulled his fingers out of you, and wiped them on your thighs. He then took your hand and pulled you to sit up, before taking your hand and leading it to his crotch.

You rubbed your palm against it, as he let out a soft moan.

Jimin didn’t wait long, pulling his pants and boxers down just enough to free his cock. You wrapped your fingers around it and stroked it as he thrust his hips up into your hand, making your way to the floor to sit in between his legs.

You brought your lips to the tip of his shaft, swirling your tongue around it and then taking it into your mouth.

Jimin groaned, wrapping your hair around his hand, and tugging your head back.

He pressed the tip of his cock against your lips, before rubbing it against them. You opened your mouth and took the head inside of your mouth, as he gripped your hair tightly.

His other hand reached over, grabbing one of your breasts. He squeezed it, before reaching up and unclipping the bra that was keeping your boobs restrained. They fell free and bounced into his hands. He rubbed his thumbs over your nipples as you sucked his cock.

Taehyung sat on the stool, letting the staff do his make up. He was bored with this whole process. The only thing that was really making him pay attention to the stylists was watching you sucking off Jimin.

Jimin thrusted into your mouth, holding your head still as he pounded his dick into you. You felt his cock hit the back of your throat, and you gagged around it.

He pulled out, his cock drenched in your saliva. “You are going to make me cum if you keep it up like this.” He looked down at you, rubbing the tip of his cock against your lips.

You pressed kisses against it as your fingers wrapped around the shaft once again, pumping him for a few more moments until you took him into your mouth again.

Taehyung had finished getting his hair done, and he watched you sucking off his friend, his eyes darkening as he felt himself get hard.

“Fuck, yes, suck harder!” Jimin groaned. He was getting close.

His grip on your hair tightened, before he tugged it back, pulling you away from his cock. His cock twitched, as he spurted his load into the air.

It landed all over your face and breasts. He took in the sight, adoring how you looked, before sliding his clothes back on.

Taehyung looked over to you, noticing that the staff were handing you some towels to clean up your mess of cum on your face and chest.

He stood up and went to go talk to you. He kneeled down beside you, and brought his hand to your face, wiping some of the cum away.

You stared into his dark eyes, and then opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out, at which he unzipped his pants, and slid them down to free his cock.

Taehyung rubbed his cock against your lips and pushed it into your mouth. He placed his other hand on the back of your head, pressing his hips against you.

Your tongue circled his shaft as he thrust his hips, fucking your mouth.

Then, he pulled out and stroked his dick.

“Let me see that sweet pussy.” He whispered at you, before grabbing your arm and lifting you up from the floor. Taehyung then picked you up, and you held onto his shoulders, as he guided his cock to your entrance. He shoved himself deep inside you, and you both groaned in unison.

You gripped onto him, wrapping your legs around him as he started to thrust into you. His movements were rough and sloppy.

"Yes, yes…” You whimpered, your fingers tangling in his hair. You pressed a kiss to his lips, and he returned the gesture.

He kept you pressed against the wall, as he pounded you against it.

“I can’t, I can’t…” You gasped with shaky breath.

“Come on, take this fucking cock.” He growled.

You tried to resist him, but he felt too good. It was hard to try and fight it when he was so rough.

”Taehyung, let’s just curl your ends a little.” The stylist popped up, approaching him with a haircurler.

Taehyung didn’t respond, letting the woman do whatever she wanted to his hair, he focused solely on fucking you into the wall. He stared at your face, taking in the pleasure and the way you were melting beneath him. He thrusted harder and faster into you, as he watched you start to get close to your peak.

He groaned, feeling his release nearing as well.

You released a cry of ecstasy, your pussy contracting around him, milking his cock, as he released his load into you.

His arms were shaking as he held you, and he brought his mouth to your ear.

"You are such a fucking slut for cock, aren't you?" He whispered, slowly sliding his softening cock out of you.

You whimpered, slowly coming back down from your orgasm. You felt the way the cum oozed out of you, and you started to realize how sore you were going to be the following day.

Taehyung moved you back to the sofa, gently laying you down, leaving you in that spot incase anyone else would be using you.