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pairing | yoongi x reader
summary | a few months after your break up, yoongi stumbles upon you while you’re drunk
genre/warnings | fluff + what some people might consider a teeny tiny bit of angst + established relationship
words | 3,325
note | i’m so bad at requests. i read “yoongi stumbling upon her while she’s drunk” and had an idea… probably 100% different than what the anon had in mind but what can i do (full request at the end if you’re curious!)
There is something oddly familiar about the melody Yoongi hears. He stops mid-step with his car keys in hand to pay attention to it – brows furrowing in deep concentration, eyes lost in the middle of nowhere, jaw hanging slightly ajar as he focuses on the notes.
You see, there are a lot of things that can drive a musician crazy. One of them is knowing for sure you have listened to a melody before, but not being able to remember where it is from. Recognize it. Say its name and who sings it with precision.
In Yoongi’s defense, the origin of the sound isn’t the most accurate. It seems like someone is whistling to it, humming along at times, whispering a few words every now and then – making it hard to put the pieces together. That shouldn’t be an excuse, he knows it, and winces when he finds himself close to walking around the corner to ask the person what is the name of the song or else he won’t be able to sleep tonight.
That’s exactly when it clicks in his head. It’s that song.
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Jimin comforts you after a long and stressful day
word count: 580
The world is dark by the time you leave the office, making you hurry to your car. As soon as you close the door, you lean your head back against the seat.
It’s been a long day.
It takes a couple of minutes of convincing and a text from Jimin asking you if you’ve left yet for you to muster up the energy to start the car and start driving home.
Jimin opens the door to your apartment before you can even touch it, greeting you with a soft smile and hushed questions about your day. He can tell just by the way you’re walking that it’s been a long, tough day.
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Jin collecting his sons
Bonus:
→ genre: idol!jimin×stylist!reader(f)
→ rating: nc17
→ warnings: implied smut(?)
→ wc: 1K
→ summary: jimin loves the pastel pink his touch paints your cheeks with; the blush red his teeth mark your skin with. A little too much that sometimes he forgets you are his supposed secret love.
→ a/n: Hope you enjoy! (I wanted to write a sad ending(sorta) to this but finally decided against it, haha)
Colours.
Jimin is good with them. Not like a painter, no. He’s more like a canvas for you—a canvas you know which colour to use and which colour to not. But regarding the latter, however, it’s hard to find a colour he’d not fit into; a colour his gaze would fail to glimmer in. He has every colour in him; deep in the star-forged depths of his brown eyes and every single flicker of his sparkling touch.
Even so, of all the colours, you know which one he prefers the most: pastel pink; the colour your cheeks blush in when he steals midnight kisses from your lips and when his skin makes flimsy promises on your own. By the day, he’s your canvas but once beneath the plush silk of his sheets, the roles change.
“You are doing it again.”
Jimin’s voice is carefully low, meant to be heard only by you, lips barely moving. And it works.
The bothered skin pulls out from beneath your teeth. You stop nibbling on your bottom lip; the reddened flesh swollen due the constant assault of your teeth.
“Sorry.”
Your fingertips brush his honey blonde tresses into place, but they fall in a wilful vigour over his forehead, yet again; continuing to hover over his eyes, just as stubborn as the boy himself. Satisfied as it is, you reach out for the powder brush.
“Why are you sorry for? It’s only making a little hard for me not to stare at them.”
The beauty brush almost slips from your grasp.
“Jimin!” You whisper shout.
The boy giggles, his rose blushed puffy cheeks bunching beneath his eyes, which have almost sunk into half moons, barely visible. But you know they glimmer. Your heart swells.
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Namjoon-
Jin-
Yoongi-
J-Hope-
Jimin-
Taehyung-
Jungkook-
Pairing: Jimin x OC
Genre: Fluffy fluff, smut
Word count: oof 19k
Summary: Jimin returns from a month long trip and wants to take you on a date, but not everything goes as planned.
(A/N): Sheesh this took me like 7 months to finish didn’t it? This was requested a looooong time ago and tbh I struggled with this and might have gotten carried away, but here it is! Enjoy!!
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et tu, brute?
pairing; park jimin x reader
❥ way of saying ily; “it’s okay, i couldn’t sleep anyway” + “go back to sleep”
word count; 476
you’re running, running as if your life depends on it. it really does as you glance at them over your shoulder, their red eyes chasing you, their sickening laughs haunting you and sending chills throughout your entire body.
a scream leaves your mouth as you stumble upon something, taking you to the ground. you whimper as you do your best to crawl away, the pain in your body unbearable. you feel something grab your ankle, a hand with abnormally long fingers circling around you and pulling you back quickly-
a gasp leaves your lips as you sit up abruptly, your chest heaving as you breathe heavily. you glance around the dark room, calming down immediately as you find yourself in your boyfriend’s bedroom.
“baby, what’s going on?” jimin asks from beside you, his voice groggy and hoarse as he reaches for you. you jump lightly at his touch against your naked back, still slightly traumatized by your terrifying dream.
jimin notices how you’re slightly on edge, slightly shaking against the palm of his hand. he sits up beside you, kissing your shoulder softly as he waits for you to be completely calm.
“i’m sorry, i woke you up,” you apologize, your voice barely above a whisper. he smiles against your shoulder, his palm moving up and down your arm as to comfort you, calm you down.
what you don’t know is that jimin has been awake since you starting mumbling in your sleep, the whimper of your voice worrying him. so as the caring person that he is, he stayed awake, unable to fall asleep as long as you were knitting your eyebrows together, whimpering as if you were terrified of whatever you were dreaming about.
“it’s okay,” he assures you, “i couldn’t sleep anyway.”
you look at him, your eyes meeting him. you find comfort in them, his soft, warm eyes giving you the safety and assurance you need after having such a terrifying dream.
“bad dream?” you nod as he reaches up, tugging a strand of hair behind your ear. a smile tugs at the corner of your lips when he leans forward, pressing his lips to your cheek. you let him pull you into his arms, laying down with him. he pulls the covers around the both of you, hugging you closer to his chest.
“go back to sleep,” he whispers, kissing your forehead. “i’ll be right here to protect you.”
you huff out in amusement, loving how he hugs you close against his chest, his fingertips tickling up and down your spine. you bury your face in the nape of his neck, kissing the skin there softly.
“thank you,” you whisper against his skin, a deeper meaning behind it, which only he knows about. that alone makes you squeeze him tighter, smiling as you fall back to sleep without nightmares this time.
main pairing : idol!yoongi (suga) x reader
genre : sad
warnings : fluff and sadness
words : 1,101
author’s note : Hi loves, i really hope that you are going to like this imagine ! Please do not hesitate to contact me if you have a request
MASTERLIST
At first, you thought it was a joke, a terrible one that your childhood friend had made but then, when you saw him taking place next to you in the table, you knew it was not a joke.
Your childhood friend invited your ex to his wedding.
You hadn’t seen your friend in years but you were happy that he still invited you. And for sure, he wasn’t aware that you and Yoongi broke up almost three years ago. Otherwise, your ex wouldn’t have been invited.
He looked at you and offered you an awkward smile. This was all too much.
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You spotted his car outside of your office as soon as you opened the door, noticing him sat with his eyes firmly focussed on the door, waiting for the moment you walked out.
You grabbed your folders, heading to the front desk to say goodbye to everyone for the evening. You knew Jimin’s eyes would have spotted you instantly, following your every move. It was inevitable that you were going to have to head out and see him, but you didn’t mind putting it off for a little while longer.
As you finished off your last job for the day, you spotted Baekwon walking out of his office, smiling in your direction as soon as his eyes laid on you.
“Are you sure you don’t need that lift home?” He asked, standing beside you, nudging your arm gently.
You glanced out at Jimin’s car once again, nudging gently back at him. “Yeah, my boyfriend’s outside, so there’s no need to worry. I appreciate the offer though, thank you.”
The moment you mentioned you were getting a ride with Baekwon home that evening, Jimin conveniently found the time to pick you up from work and change his schedule. You knew why he was doing it, because he also knew just how close you were with Baekwon, which was why he didn’t want you around him.
“Is that him right outside the door?” Baekwon asked, glancing back at the car that was parked directly in view of the office. “I don’t want to keep him if he’s waiting for you.”
“Trust me, I’m not in that much of a rush,” you replied, meeting Jimin’s glare for the first time. Your head shook subtly at him, excusing yourself from the conversation and heading outside, joining him in the car.
As soon as you sat down, the tension built in the car as neither of you looked at each other. Jimin hated watching you with him, and you hated how much he hated your friendship with Baekwon, neither of you could win.
It took a few moments for him to start the car, making the whole journey home in an incredibly uncomfortable silence, both of you too stubborn to be the first to break.
Once you finally got home, you made your way straight into the kitchen to prepare yourself for dinner, hearing Jimin following behind you and taking a seat at the dining table in the middle of the room, running his hands through his hair.
“Is this how it’s going to be?” He questioned, as you continued to move around him, refusing to so much as look in his direction.
You hated how he handled the situation, how he’d made you look the fool by going back to Baekwon and declining his lift, when you knew all along he’d be able to tell that you had a jealous boyfriend waiting for you.
Jimin had quite underestimated just how annoyed you’d be as you started sorting things. He hated the silent treatment, which you knew all too well, which was why you were keeping so quiet.
“Do you want me to apologise for protecting you? Is that what this is about?” He continued to ask, watching as you stopped, turning to face him.
“You think you were protecting me?”
He nodded confidently, “what guy offers a girl a lift home unless he wants something. He should know you are in a relationship.”
Your eyes rolled, looking back away from him. You’d hoped for a bit of sense to come from him, but anything but sense had muttered from his lips. You failed to see why he was so angry at the situation, or why he’d think of your colleagues like that.
“Can you just sit and talk to me rather than doing anything but, I’m trying to sort this Y/N.”
With a great deal of reluctance, you sat at the table, sitting across from him. Your arms folded across your chest, leaning as far back as you could. Jimin tried to move a little closer to you, but each time he did, you moved further away.
“I didn’t realise it would upset you this much that I came to pick you up,” he sighed, “I just don’t trust the guy if I’m honest with you. I was just more comfortable knowing you were coming home with me, and not him.”
“I’ve not Baekwon for years Jimin, we’re professionals in our job,” you assured him, “did you think I was going to do something.”
“Of course not, I’d never think like that.”
“Then I don’t understand what the problem is.”
He didn’t want to admit it but watching the two of you interact at the office, he couldn’t help but feel jealous. Baekwon got so much of your time at work, and whenever Jimin wasn’t around or on tour, it was Baekwon that you turned to for a little bit of friendship.
“The problem is that I’m scared of how close the two of you are,” he finally confessed, “you two are such good friends, and I know you’re professional, but it makes me feel pushed aside.”
You scoffed lightly, “you’re the guy that I come home to every night, and Baekwon is someone I work with, why would you ever feel scared? Are you really trying to tell me that you’re jealous of the two of us spending time together at work?”
“I just wish it was me spending that time with you.”
Your head shook as you watched his expression drop, the jealousy was clear in his eyes from the moment you spotted him, even now you could see how hurt he was. You slowly offered your hand out across the table, intertwining it with his.
“I know it sounds stupid to you, but I always feel like I neglect you, so when I see someone able to make you happy, I worry that they make you happier than I make you.”
You stood up from the table and walked around to sit in the chair beside him, resting your head against his shoulder. “No one makes me happier than you do Jimin, that’s why I’m here with you. There’s no need for you to ever be jealous of anyone.”
His head nodded, leaning against yours. He couldn’t help the way he felt, even if he knew you were right, he was far too protective of you, but there was nothing he could do about it, it was just the way he felt about you.
“I’m sorry if I made things difficult for you, or if I upset you, I promise from now on I’ll think a bit more, and stop letting things get to me so much,” he whispered.
“It’s nothing that isn’t fixable, just as long as you know that there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
He moved his arm around you, squeezing you tightly into his side. Most times he wondered what he did to get lucky with you, but he was more than thankful that you’d chosen him to be the one by your side.
You smiled softly feeling his lips rest to the top of your head, “how about I buy us some takeout as an apology, you don’t need to be cooking for me tonight,” he suggested.
Your head nodded, “I think I’m far too tired to cook anyway, it’s like everyone needed something from me today, my office door barely had time to shut.”
“I guess everyone else sees how special and important you are too,” he complimented, “it’s a sign that you’re doing such a good job.”
“I probably should be thankful really,” you hummed, “at least I know everything gets done.”
“Exactly, so now let me take care of you at the end of your long day.”
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Park jimin once said
All I'm saying is if looks could get you pregnant, Jimin would have millions of baby mama's and Dats Facts
Pairing— Park Jimin x reader x Jeon Jungkook
Genre— SMUT, strangers to lovers au
Warnings— Switch!Jimin, Dom!Jungkook, Switch!reader, threesome, explicit unprotected and somewhat rough sex (stay safe my friends), double penetration (but like a bj and in your business at the same time? I’m bad with terminology I’m sorry), brief handjob, fingering, multiple orgasms, a booty slap, praise kink, slight derogatory kink, brief guy on guy action, nipple play, hair pulling, lots of kissing, teasing, swearing, PHEW I think that’s all? Please let me know if I forgot something
Word Count— 6k
Win(d)fôl: a piece of unexpected good fortune || After a bad breakup, you’ve given up on the prospect of a relationship, and on romance in general. Things take a turn once you get dragged to a mysterious party an encounter an alluring stranger.
A/N— Happy 2021~ I hope you guys enjoy this sinful fic! This was the first fic I ever wrote a threesome scene for and I was quite happy with how it turned out. Reviews and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3
Ever since your breakup, it was as if love was in the air for everyone but you. Seeing happy couples everywhere served as a constant reminder of your bitter split with your longtime boyfriend. Your jerk ex-boyfriend dumped you right before the holiday season, even after you had planned to spend Christmas and New Years’ with him. Left dejected and inconsolable, you gave up on the idea of romance.
“You gotta stop moping around,” your friend, Chungha, tried to cheer you up.
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IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS
part of the once upon a holiday collab with @underthejoon @fantasybangtan @kpopfanfictrash @lamourche @hobidreams and @junghelioseok!
summary⇢ it all started by accident, but it continues by choice—even before you began sleeping together, things with your friend taehyung have always been comfortable and easy. simple, and this new arrangement between you is certainly no exception to that rule. well…that’s definitely what you thought before a major snowstorm traps the two of you in his apartment over the holidays. now? now, it is quickly becoming apparent that things are a bit more complicated than you realized. pairing⇢ taehyung/reader word count⇢ 18.8k 😩🤦🏽♀️ rating⇢ 18+ genre⇢ smut | fluff | fwb!au | snowed in!au warnings⇢ sexual content, oral (m+f receiving), unprotected sex, fingering, a decent amount of netflix and chilling because they’re stuck in the house and horny, a lot of domesticity because mmm, that’s that good stuff 😌, angst, pininggggg
a/n⇢ it’s finally here!! 🙌🏾 i really procrastinated and let it fester until i was forced to churn 19k out in a couple weeks, huh ☠️☠️ classic me lmao. here’s to better planning in the new year! 🤣mood for this fic is this. hope you enjoy! 😊
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pairing(s): jimin x reader
summary: Being a idol sometimes sucked. For Park Jimin, it sucked because he was very much in love with someone and couldn’t tell them, especially when that someone was a professional dominatrix. But sometimes, in moments after midnight, when he would show up at your door, you were just you, and Jimin treasured those moments more than you knew.
warnings: same au as ’good boy’ | kth; rated M (18+) for language; mentions of sex work; slight angst; smut (fem reader, f-receiving oral, penetrative sex); idol!BTS; unresolved ending
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It was already after midnight.
He tried to tell himself it was fine. No one was going to know. Who were you going to tell? No one. He hesitated as he raised his hand against your apartment door. There was no sound except for the cars zipping past on the street below. He swallowed, chewing on his full lips underneath the face mask. He knocked on the door.
The door opened.
You were awake, of course. You were always awake.
“What’s wrong?”
Wearing a floor-length black velvet robe, tied elegantly around your waist. The front was open a bit, revealing your beautiful collarbones and black lace bra. You smiled at him.
“I just… can’t go home today.”
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