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i miss yoongi

i miss yoongi

I miss yoongi☹️

guys, he is showing off

But mama I'm in love with a criminal

And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical

Mama please don't cry, I will be alright

All reason aside I just can't deny, I love the guy

a suga a day while he is away

-day 205

Agust D - Daechwita MV Shoot Sketch

pov: you met him (also that duality like damn) {cr. 0613data}

his messy hair 😳

bonus:

SUGA | Agust D TOUR 'D-DAY' The Original SPOT #1

400 days before yoongi is back [congrats guys we're entering 300s]

when will he start paying rent? 😔

some yoongi gifs until he comes back home (24/?)

Today i'm sad, so heres another Sope

30/ One Sope today while they are away part.2

everything will be okay

Missing soft Yoongi 😭😭🥹, he’s such a comfort person and love how you perfectly portrayed it 😭

SO HIM- MIN YOONGI

I missed yoongi, so here is a small drabble🫂

Pairing: idol!yoongi × female reader

Warnings: none. It's fluff. Slightly suggestive in the beginning. You miss him. Making out.

Words: 1.2k words

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At this point, you couldn't even smell him in your bed anymore. Him being cooped up in his studio has its own pros and cons. Pros being the new mind blowing songs he would produce for his fans which, ofcourse, includes you too, whereas the cons, you not being able to see him for days considering both of your busy schedules and him generally sleeping in the genius lab.

Motivation and inspiration can make a person workoholic, and Min Yoongi is an example of that. It's one of those nights where he would be overworking himself, and you know you would have to sleep without cuddling him or kissing him good night for the 4th time this week.

You missed your boyfriend so much.

You can't even remember when was the last time you felt him, like actually felt him, over you, behind you, beside you, beneath you, inside you.

Oh, you wanna feel him inside you so bad, the reminder of that stretch makes your stomach swirl.

You step into your room mindlessly, scrolling through your phone when a notification pops on your upper screen.

Catto: you up?

Seeing his text, you stop in the way to your bedroom. He rarely texts from work, and it makes your eyebrows furrow with concern when he pops up in your notification bar at 11:47 pm.

You: yes baby. All okay?

You wait for him to reply, which comes almost in 3 seconds. The three dots quickly turning into a message, saying,

Catto: i wanna see you doll, haven't seen you in ages, AND bumping in hallways doesn't count, baby. I miss you, sm :(

You: i miss you toooo baby:(((

Catto: :((((((((

You read his message and feel your bottom lip jut out due to his cuteness. You sigh sadly when you look at your empty bed covered with cold sheets along with his shirt lying on his side along with the pillow he uses.

Let's call it emotional support.

You want to visit him so bad, but the comeback is close, and you dont want to disturb him. Your mom always used to tell you, a relationship works only if you understand the difference between important things and priorities, responsibilities and duties, you both would need to understand what the other needs to prioritize at the moment.

So when you met Yoongi, you understood why your mom always said that. You know right now what priority and responsibilities are, so it doesn't make you insecure about the fact that you are also one of the most important things in his life. So, no matter how much you both miss each other, you can't just expect him to keep his job, his passion, the need of the moment, aside for a moment together.

Just like he doesn't expect you to keep your job and passion aside, he knows how important it is for you and vice versa.

You spend the next ten to fifteen minutes getting comfortable on your side of the bed. Picking up the book you left with a bookmark on the night table. But before you could pick it up, your phone rings.

You see Yoongi's picture smiling at you, but then your eyes focus on the time on the top left corner of your phone. It's 20 minutes past midnight. Concerned, you answer the call.

"Baby, everything okay?" You ask as soon as you pick up.

"Come downstairs, I brought chicken."

"What- why are you not coming upstairs?" You ask already halfway out of the bed, you hear him ruffling the polybags grumbling something about sauce so you run towards the kitchen to pick up his favorite hot sauce from the counter.

"I can't, babe. I have to return to the studio. Jungkookie's waiting. Moreover, if I come upstairs, I will end up sleeping the night and then regret it the next morning. You know? " He tells you, and you understand his worry, you have seen him regret a tiny 2 hour nap at his studio, resulting in a grumpy and irritated look on his face the whole day.

He also indirectly signals to you that he can't stay for long, so you rush down faster.

Its not like you dont want him to relax but you know he will just end up blaming himself up for it the next day fully convinced it was his mistake to relax when he needed to work no matter how much you try to calm him down.

Yes. Speaking from experience.

"Coming, bubs." You hang up and step into the elevator after checking the door, hands filled with a hot sauce bottle and two water bottles. You smile when the elevator finally reaches the ground floor. The excitement feels like the time you two were dating, sneaking around, hiding from people, and the staff as well.

It's funny how Bang pd was the one to find out about you both before all the boys did. That day, you realized that Jin DOES NOT LIKE being left out on important stuff.

When you spot his car, you sprint towards it with a big smile. The windows are slightly tinted(security purposes), making you unable to see the smile that comes on his face after he spots you. You quickly open the door impatiently, and your smile widens more. He is wearing that white shirt of his, which makes you wanna worship the man, unbuttoned up to the second button, hair fluffed up due to running of his fingers multiple times.

You sigh happily when he pulls you in his arms as soon as you get into the car, not even caring about the car door still being slightly ajar.

"I missed you." His voice coming out muffled due to your hair.

"I missed you too, baby." You chuckle as you lean back, breaking the hug to close the door properly. Turning back you see that he has his head resting upon the seat while he looks at you with the prettiest smile you've ever seen.

Fuck, you love this man.

Leaning in again, he cups your cheek and kisses you, slow and soft, slowly sneaking his tongue into it. His hand places itself on your neck, and the other one reaches for your waist. Pulling you on top of him.

You get comfortable on his lap, kissing him as if he was water, and you just woke up thirsty at 3 in the night. Oh, you definitely were thirsty for him.

You felt so happy in the kiss you never wanted it to end. Fisting the white shirt in one hand as you let the other explore his fluffy and long hair. Some minutes later, he tries to pull back, but you dont let him, whining a 'no' with furrowed yet concentrated eyebrows, making him chuckles in the middle of your kiss.

"Baby the chicken?" He tells you with a laugh, shoulders bouncing with that pretty laugh of his. You watch his gummy smile with a silly little smile on your face as well.

You missed this so much. He raises his eyebrow once again when you flick the strand of hair sitting prettily over his forehead, tracing his nose bridge almost like in a trance.

"Well?" He asks again, and you then realize you zoned out. It's been 3 days since you had talked to him properly, and it would be an understatement to just say you missed him.

Smiling, you lean in for a quick peck once again, making him hum, in that deep voice of his. It reaches within you and somehow gives you so much comfort that you feel overwhelmed.

Not to sound overdramatic, but he makes you feel still, mentally, unlike the frantic thoughts that were always running around in your head when you were away from him.

He is just so perfect. So gorgeous, so calming, so 'him'.

You nod with a wide smile, booping his pretty nose,

"Okay baby, lets eat."

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Everyday I wake up and get on the internet and I’m reminded that Yoongi is a real person who looks like that and amazing writers know how to make the best stories of him!! The “Neighbours know my name” reference was golden I cackled irl🤣🤣 . Yoongi wearing a chain would always need it’s own warning, ugh I miss him so much!! I love the way your stories are so Black coded 🥹🫶🏾

Do Not Disturb (myg x reader) A Drabble

Pairing: fwb!Min Yoongi x black!female!reader

Warnings: Smut(18+ but I don’t control what you consume), sex while on the phone, doggystyle, fingering, orgasms(m and f receiving), ass slapping, fingering(f receiving), squirting, Yoongi wearing a chain, yes that’s a warning, he’s also obsessed with reader’s pussy duh

A/N: Hi everyone! I’m back with a little something something for my Yoongi stans. This is just the classic still fucking while talking on the phone trope. And making it fwb!Yoongi just felt right. I didn’t explicitly describe reader in this so imagine them however you want! Please enjoy and stay safe🩵criticism is greatly appreciated and please feel free to tell me what you think

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The ringing of your phone made you slow down in your actions. Your bleary eyes glanced over to where it laid on the coffee table.

Best Friend🌸

What were they calling you for right now? Thank goodness your friend is so clumsy and their camera is broken so they couldn’t FaceTime you.

“Answer it.” The gruff voice of your fuck buddy said, his large hands squeezing at your bare ass.

“Are you insane, Yoongi?”

His skilled fingers tweaked at your sensitive nipples, a whimper coming from your mouth.

“Just answer it. You know they’ll call back.”

“But-“

You didn’t have time to reject before he was grabbing your phone and pressing the answer button. You squeaked in panic but he had already placed the phone next to your head.

“Hello?”

“Why the hell you ain’t answer the first ring, bitch?”

You sucked your teeth. “Don’t call my phone with an attitude, hoe. Now what you want?”

“Let me tell you what that old lady at my job did.” They started.

And Yoongi started to move your ass back and forth on his cock, your mouth dropping open as the head pressed dangerously close to your cervix.

“So I went on my lunch break early because I was starting to get a headache, right? No one else had a problem and it was slow anyway so me taking a break wouldn’t have did anything…”

“Fuck, this pussy is so wet.” Yoongi grunted, pushing your ass cheeks apart to get a better look at your creamy pussy sucking him in.

“Oh shit.” You gasped.

Your friend was still busy ranting so they couldn’t even hear your little noises.

“But when I was about to clock out, she gonna walk up and say ‘it’s not time for your break’. Like bitch, who the hell are you? I can take my break whenever I want. God I hate her so much.”

When Yoongi started thrusting his hips to meet you, you cursed out a, “fucking bitch.”

“Exactly! So I told her to mind her business before I give her some business to mind and she said she’s gonna tell our manager. Like I care. I’ve been ready to quit that job anyway.”

Your head hung low, hands gripping into fists as you began throwing your ass back on Yoongi. You felt ready to cum, that pressure building back up in your lower belly.

“Anyway, when I came back from my break, she told me I went 3 minutes over. Can you believe she was timing me? What’s next? Is she gonna start sneaking into my house to see what time I go to sleep?”

Yoongi’s hips sped up, the clapping noise of your skin meeting getting too loud for your liking. You reached an arm back to try and stop him but he just grabbed it and held it against your back. His other hand pushed his sweaty hair back out of his face.

“O-oh my….ooooooo..”

“What’s that? Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah. I’m fine. I just…burned my finger.” You stuttered, trying not to make it too obvious that you were struggling to form complete sentences.

“Oh okay. But yeah, she is so annoying…”

With every thrust of Yoongi’s hips, it became harder and harder to hold in your moans. You were so close and you and him both knew how loud you got when you were about to cum. Not even the occasional gags you used could muffle your screams of pleasure.

He began scooping his hips to drive right into that spot again and again and you couldn’t hold it anymore. Hands scrambling for your phone, you pressed the mute button, your mouth opening to let out a cry.

“Oh my fucking god, Yoongi! Harder baby!”

His hand pushed your shoulders down so that your face was pressed against the cushions, hips slamming into yours hard enough that you’d think Trey Songz wrote that Neighbors Know My Name song for you two.

Yoongi released your arm to grab both of your ass cheeks again, gripping them like handles in his palms.

“I love this pussy. Damn.” He delivered three consecutive slaps to your ass. “I’m so close. Want my cum, princess?”

You desperately nodded your head. “Yes baby! Fill me up!” You moved your hand under you to begin handling his balls which were sticky and wet with your arousal.

Yoongi tossed his head back, eyes fluttering shut as fire burned hot in his belly. The combination of your slick walls squeezing around him and your acrylics lightly scratching at his balls was enough to send him right over the edge.

His hips stuttered, cock throbbing as he released deep into your clenching walls.

You moaned at the feeling of his warm cum filling you up. You were so close. You just needed a little more.

And Yoongi gave it to you.

Pulling out of you, he replaced his cock with his index and middle fingers, hooking them right into that spongey spot inside of you. You screamed into the air as he drilled his fingers in and out.

Your hips bucked as the pressure became overwhelming, his arm holding you down and preventing you from running.

Your hands scrambled for anything to hold onto, the back cushions of the cushions the victims of your assault.

“F-f-f-uhhhhhhhh, oh! Yoon!”

“Cum baby.”

Your hearing blanked, vision blurring with tears and drool leaking from the sides of your mouth as your orgasm pummeled into you, harder than anything you’ve felt in your life.

Yoongi cursed as a hard spray of liquid squirted from you, pulling his hand out to rub furiously at your little nub.

“Yeah princess. Fuck, you’re so sexy.” He palmed at your ass, spreading your cheeks before leaning in to slurp at your clit. His hot mouth propelled you right into another orgasm, this one not as hard as the last one but still satisfying and so so good.

You reached your hand back to grip at his hair, pulling his face closer and deeper to you. His tongue lapped all over your creamy cunt, your combined juices and releases tasting sweet on his tongue. He couldn’t get enough of you. You were just too delicious, too captivating, too beautiful.

He pulled away from you and was just about ready to plunge his now hard cock in your walls again when your phone rang out.

You had completely forgotten about it. Your chest heaved as you lifted your head. You blinked your tears away to make out the name on the screen, finding your Best Friend’s ID flashing.

Oh shit.

You tried to stabilize your breathing before clicking the answer button.

“H-hello?”

“Oh are you finished? You know, next time you’re in the middle of that, just don’t answer my call.”

You gulped, tossing your braids over your shoulder. “W-what? What do you mean?” Your hand slapped at Yoongi who was rubbing the head of his cock up and down your slit.

You heard them scoff. “Don’t play dumb. You took me off mute. Y’all are nasty.”

“Oh. My bad. Uh….did you still want to-“

They cut you off. “Nope. Don’t even worry about it. I’ll just see you this weekend. Don’t get pregnant.” That’s all they said before that familiar ‘beep beep beep’ sounded.

They were not gonna let you live this down. Brunch was about to go crazy.

Clearing your dry throat, you turned your head to look at your fuck buddy whose eyes were focused on your pussy. You rolled your own eyes, this horny bastard.

“Yoongi. Did you hear that?”

He didn’t even lift his gaze. “Huh? Yeah. Ready for round 2?”

“Are you serious? My friend just heard us having sex and you’re ready for round 2?”

He snorted, eyes finally lifting to meet yours. You’re glad he made eye contact because if he wasn’t, he would have saw how your pussy just clenched from how devastatingly sexy he looked; pale skin marked up from from your scratching and biting earlier, his dark hair pushed from his face, and that annoying ass chain resting against his collarbone.

Okay. Round 2 didn’t sound like a bad idea.

He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Yoongi, I don’t think-AH!”

Suddenly, he flipped you over onto your back, grabbing your ankle to pull you towards him. He spread your legs wide enough for you to feel a slight burn in your hamstrings.

He leaned over you, that sparkling chain hanging right above your face.

“Do you really care that they heard? I know this slutty pussy doesn’t care as long as my cock is filling it up.” He emphasized his words by sliding his cock home, the girth splitting you open and making you forget your previous frustration. “Isn’t that right?” A smirk pulled at his lips, those pink lips looking absolutely kissable.

You whined out a yes, hands sliding up his arms to wrap around his shoulders. “Fuck me, Yoongi. Please.”

“Of course, princess.” He was about to start up but you stopped him again.

“Wait. Let me put my phone on silent.”

i don’t think i can wait this long. bring him back please.

629 days until yoongi come back

Stormy Night

Yoongi x Gender Neutral! Reader

Genre: Fluff 

Warnings: out of character for Yoongi, Teeth rottingly sweet, kind of confusing since I’m bad at writing

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I was staring out the window as gallons and gallons of rain fall from the sky, watching the raindrops race each other as they slide down the glass. I've been alone recently. It's been pouring the last few days, and before I could go play in the rain, I got sick. As if the universe was out to get me, my best friend, who I ended falling in love with, won't even talk to me because of how much work he has.

He really should take a break but every time I mention one, he gets all pissy and refuses. I go back home from Korea tomorrow and I wanted to spend at least one more night with him. I wanted to come over here for a little bit and remembered that he lived here. Out of the few months I've been here, I only saw him once.

I told him that I was leaving and that I wanted to eat dinner or watch a movie or just do something entertaining before I left. Obviously, he has to do work instead. I'm just so stupid, how could I ever think that he would want to spend time with me. Ever since the new year started, he's just been a total dick. Ignoring me, and flat out telling me to leave him alone.

I wipe the tears that I didn't realize had fallen and climbed into my bed. I decide to scroll through social media. By social media, I mean, I go to Instagram, TikTok, then Twitter, and then for some odd reason I just go back to TikTok and just start scrolling, not even really paying attention to what I'm watching.

After what seems like two seconds, I hear a knock at my door. Who is knocking at my door at 10:30 at night?

I drag my body out of bed and limp towards the door, opening it to reveal someone I didn't expect to see. Yoongi.

He's dripping with rain water, his eyes are blood shot and dry, and he's shaking. A small smile appears on his lips before disappearing again, probably realizing I'm not really happy to see him. "I um.. sorry." He wipes some of the water off his face. I roll my eyes and let him in.

"What are you sorry for? You're sorry for ignoring me? You're sorry for wasting my time?" I feel myself wanting to cry at how hurt he looks. "All of the above... The company is threatening that if I don't finish up with work, I could get fired. That's been adding onto the stress of trying to make everything perfect."

My heart breaks at the sight of him thinking about him losing his job. As stressed out as he gets, he loves it.

"But, I want to forget all of that. I finished tonight, but that resulted in me being late. I am so fucking sorry." His eyes get all teary and he hesitates to reach for my hand. "I just love you so much. Like I am in love with you. I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to leave me. I wasn't spending time with you while you were here and it was a stupid mistake."

Did he really just.. admit that? He really just confessed.

"Yoongi.. It's okay, all I've wanted was an explanation." I hold his hand and lay my head on his shoulder. "I love you too." A small smile is placed on his face and he wraps his arms around me, placing a kiss on the top of my head. It's a little weird for Yoongi to be showing this much emotion. He doesn't really know how to, but now I wish I knew how good at hugging he is earlier.

"Hey, a-are you crying?" He lifts my face up and wipes at the tears I didn't even realize had fallen. "Since when was I crying?" I giggle, sniffling and wiping the remaining tears.

"So. Movie?" He offers and I nod, going to turn the tv and roku on. After setting everything up, I hand him one of his hoodies, and a pair of sweat pants that are too large for me. He thanks me, and I look away so he can change into clean and dry clothes.

His arms wrap around my body as I nuzzle my face into his neck, leaving a small kiss. "I love you, y/n." He says in almost a whisper. "I love you too." He places his hand on my law and softly lifts my face up. Before I can process what was going on, his lips capture mine for a gentle yet passionate kiss.

His lips are so soft, he is so soft and warm. He is just so perfect, it makes me feel like I'm floating or on drugs. It's a good feeling, it almost feels as if it isn't real. It seems impossible for him to be real. Everything around us seems to pause. His lips work perfectly with mine and his hand is cupping my face so gently as if I would break with even the slightest amount of force. His hand is so soft and cold against my warm cheek, instantly causing me to relax even further in his hold.

He pulls away, causing me to pout and he stares into my eyes. Damn his eyes are beautiful. His chocolate irises and dilated pupils seem as if they're staring right into my soul, yet his gaze is so full of love, that even if he wasn't being super affectionate right now, I could just tell from his eyes how he feels. Suddenly, the gaze is broken when he looks down at my lips, and places another kiss against my own, then pulling away and resting his forehead on my forehead. "God, I can't stop kissing you." He breathes out, smiling his stupid gummy smile.

He is so precious. How am I still alive? I'm not even sure. After a few minutes of sitting in this awkward position, he pulls away and looks at the tv. "What movie are you wanting to watch?" I ask, placing my head on his shoulder as we both lay down on my bed. "Put whatever you want on, Jagi. I'll be good as long as I'm with you." I blush at his comment and put on a random movie.

He wraps his arm around my shoulder, and I lay my head on his chest. Soon enough, I hear soft snores coming from Yoongi. The sound of his heart beat and his snores cause me to fall asleep right after.

messy yoongles (ﾉ*0*)ﾉ

(hello?) hello . . .

how are you? i’m doing okay.

I’ll be honest, even up until one year without you

I was fine, I didn’t have any feelings left

The last day I had forgotten

I don’t even remember your scent

But wait, I’ve smelled this perfume somewhere, ay

Just when my memory was about to come back

I turned my head around and saw you.