Dear Namjoon | 09

Dear Namjoon | 09

✧ Pairing: Kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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I ended up staying over at namjoon's house. Not only did he wanna have more rounds after the first one. After I fell asleep he finished his song and we went at it again. Jimin of course was angry but couldn't say anything cause dad was there when I called.  Namjoon told me how he texted the group chat furious that I never listen to him. 

When I woke up, I was laying in his bed, feeling sore between my legs. Namjoon was sleeping beside me with his arm wrapped around my waist. My face went hot right away from feeling his naked body on me. He didn't snore but the little puffs of hair he'd let out would hit my neck and make me get the goosebumps. 

"you're awake" he says with a raspy voice 

"yeah.." he hugs me one last time before laying on his back "what time is it?" his forearm covered his eyes from the light that came through his window. turning to look at the clock on his nightstand "8:25" 

he groans "i have to get up and get ready" he turns to look at me but only sees my uncovered back. he smirks as he sees all the marks he left on me decorate my back 

"how do you feel?" he sits up, stretching. 

"i'm just sore" i glare at him, seeing his stupid smirk 

"I'm gonna go get ready, take your time to get up ok" his naked frame walks around the room as he grabs his clothes to shower 

"where are you going?" i ask, my eyes never leaving his body 

"practice, yoongi's house. So I can't be late" he sighs before entering the bathroom 

well that's good, that means once I get home jimin won't be there. Namjoon ended up leaving before me, I was just getting up when he got out the shower. 

once I arrived home, No one was there. So I went to shower quickly and then grabbed my heating pad, Cause my back was killing me. Laying on my stomach I put the heating pad on my lower back as I scrolled through my phone to kill time. 

I was dozing off when jimin suddenly calls "y/n are you home already?" I can hear the rest of the guys talking in the background 

"yeah i got home a while ago" he sighs "want me to bring anything home? the guys are coming over so" 

they're coming over? is namjoon coming too? "no i'm fine" 

"ok then, i'll see you soon" 

after hanging up I look at my outfit, I was wearing an over sized shirt and shorts. "fuck it i'm too tired to go downstairs" I get comfortable and doze off. 

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"y/n must be in her room" jimin says as he puts down the bags of snacks and drinks on the table. they arrived about 30 mins after he called y/n. everyone, even namjoon. 

everyone starts gathering in the living room, as they distribute the food amongst themselves 

"why do you look so annoyed" hoseok asks jimin with his mouth full. "stop talking with your mouth full, it's gross" jin looks at him with disgust 

"it's just that she won't tell me who she's dating, we've always told each other everything. her living here, I thought we'd be closer you know?" he pushes his hair back 

Namjoon grabs his drink and takes as sip from the straw "then just follow her when she goes out, if it's bothering you that much" yoongi tells jimin 

"that's not right, you shouldn't stick your nose in her private life" jin hits yoongi's arm for his advice, he looks at jimin "that trust you guys had, it's still there. just wait till she wants to tell you" 

jimin groans and grabs the bag of chips grabbing a handful. Namjoon just sits back and listens to them talk, hearing yoongi tell him to just follow her, almost made him nervous. 

"or you can just put a tracker in the car" jungkook says 

"her phone will just detect it, then she will get angry " Namjoon speaks up, he takes the bowl of grapes tossing one in his mouth 

"yeah you're right" jimin clicks his tongue 

'just let her be, she'll end up telling you at some point, or you'll find out on your own" taehyung says as he start up the game 

"anyways, i'm gonna go to the bathroom" namjoon gets up, heading towards the stairs, the rest of the guys stayed sitting talking amongst themselves. 

namjoon remembers where your room was, stopping in front of your door he turns the door knob slowly. He knew you'd probably be asleep, since you would for sure be tired. 

entering the room he saw how you laid on your stomach with the heating pad on your lower back. he didn't feel bad about last night it actually just boosted his ego even more. 

he closes the door before walking into your room, sitting beside you. he moves the heating pad, laying his hand on your lower back. he can feel the heat that stayed there. his palm circles your lower back as he applies pressure. 

a few more presses and I woke up, "you really are a deep sleeper huh" i hear namjoon chuckle behind me 

"hey" 

"does it feel better" he continued to massage my back "sorta". 

"how did you come here without my brother following" 

"said i was gonna go to the bathroom" he smiles "jimin is really annoyed that you won't tell him about us" namjoon lets go, i turn over and look at him 

"yeah i know, but i don't wanna tell him yet" namjoon looked unbothered by the whole situation. i don't think he really cares if we are a secret or if everyone knows. 

"do you want him to know?" i ask, wanting to know what he really thought 

"i don't really mind, him knowing or not. your brother isn't my concern" 

not his concern? he must've seen my confused expression because he chuckled 

"i like people knowing what's mine" he reaches for your hair pushing it away, pressing on a fresh mark he left on you "but I have other ways of letting people know too" he stared at your neck with a grin 

he's always been like this, he makes me flustered so fast and about the simplest things. 

"anyways, i just wanted to check on you. i'm gonna go before jimin comes up looking for me" 

he waves as he opens the door walking out. 

"that's not the bathroom" namjoon freezes as he shuts the door, taehyung just caught him leaving your room

he looks up at taehyung, grinning "I guess your right" letting go of the door knob he turns to face him, putting his hands in his pockets "what about it?" 

taehyung wasn't surprised that namjoon wasn't startled about being caught leaving your room. 

after all he was imperturbable.   

"taehyung don't make shit weird between us just cause you keep getting into things that don't concern you" he walks close to taehyung putting his hand on his shoulder "it's not that serious" 

"what about jimin"

"what about him?"

"what are you gonna do when he finds out?" he turns to look at namjoon, again unbothered 

"well, then i'll deal with that when it's time" 

"what if it destroys our group, are you really gonna cause a fight over a girl"

"careful taehyung that girl is his sister and my girlfriend" 

still unbothered 

"whatever" taehyung looks at the floor 

"your always too curious for your own good" namjoon ruffles his hair, taking two steps down the stairs before stopping due to taehyung talking again

"are you at least serious about her?" he turns to look at namjoon, both making eye contact 

"for the first time in my life, i'm a hundred percent serious" 

he remained unbothered the entire conversation 

"the bathroom is to the right, it would be rather bothersome if you went into her room. since there is no reason" he walks down stairs. taehyung looks at your bedroom door for a good minute before walking backdown stairs, joining the others. 

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jimin ordered pizza, once they arrived he thought you should come down and eat. Walking up to your room he finds me reading a book 

"if you're awake why haven't you came down? he stands on the door way "thought you might want some alone time with your friends" i shrugged 

actually I just didn't wanna make a mistake downstairs. Namjoon always does a good job in ignoring me but I always end up glancing his way. 

"well there's pizza, if you wanna come down and eat" he was about to leave but then he points at me "no, come down and eat" he stays with a serious face 

"damn ok" I get up and walk out the room before him.  jimin smiles, knowing you still listened to him, but honestly you were hungry 

jimin needs a life. 

going down stairs you kept telling yourself not to look at namjoon. 

"if it isn't the little sister" jin says as he looks at you 

"hey guys" you smile at them, namjoon glanced at you nodding his head just as everyone else. 

you went with jimin who was going to the kitchen for some plates, you decide to sit at the counter  that had a window like opening to look into the living room. trying to keep a distance. 

the guys were playing Mario again, they've committed to passing all the games for some reason. I think it was jin's turn to pick this month. 

jimin had the control, he was fighting one of the boss bunnies but was killed by the fly hat with spikes. 

"I swear i dodged that! it makes no sense" he yells, throwing his arms up 

"yeah yeah, my turn" yoongi takes the control, pushing him aside so he takes the seat in front of the t.v 

namjoon shakes his head while laughing, he picks up his plate and glass. and walks towards the kitchen. towards me. 

I try not to look at him as he walks my way, focusing on the screen, since jimin looked out way as namjoon walked away

I could hear him behind me, washing what he brought to the kitchen. 

"good girl, you're controlling your urge to stare at me"

I felt a tingle in my chest when he talked to me 

"i'm starting to think i might be bad influence to you" he chuckles 

"who knows, you might actually be" i softly respond as i continue to stare at the screen. 

"maybe" I hear the water turn off , he stands next to me. grabbing a napkin from the counter to dry his hands 

"you came down dressed like that huh" we are both looking forward at the guys playing the game 

"what's wrong about the way i'm dressed" I was honestly curious as to what was wrong with it, he turns around. leaning against the counter as he looks down at me. I was about to tell him to not stare at me but  my mind went blank when i feel his palm on my thigh. "it's too short" 

my body tenses at his sudden touch "let's see how much you can take before getting flustered" 

he slips his hand into my shorts making me gasp, but the sound of the game and screaming covered it up, I can feel the heat of his hand as he glides down closer to her own heat.  

"namjoon" i hold his arm 

"let go, or you'll make it obvious" 

"b-but"

"let go" listening to his words I let his arm go and sit the way i was 

"now let's talk, if we just stand here. well it would look weird" 

"about what " i was trying to control my breathing. 

"hmmm, the letter. who gave you that idea" his middle finger slid across my heat through my panties, my body shuddered as i tried to hold back from making any noise. 

"my classmates told me to write them" 

"you wrote to all of us" he says quietly, I nod because I couldn't trust my own voice at this point. he started to stroke his fingers rhymicially. 

"and what did you write to them" 

"words of encouragement"  I answer quickly 

"look at you, you're so wet already and I haven't even touched you directly yet" 

my breathing was rushed and I was having a hard time concentrating on the the screen. I wanted to look at him. 

he presses his finger against my clit, I brought up my hand to cover my hand, readjusting myself to make it seem like i was leaning on my elbow. 

namjoon chuckles at my actions "words of encouragement huh" he moved aside my panties and slid his finger between my wet folds. making me moan into my hand "shh, don't want your brother to find out right" 

he pumped his finger in and out continuously 

"n-namjoon stop p-please" my other hand back on his arm, trying to stop him. instead he adds another finger making my whole body tingle. 

my body betrayed me the moment my hips moved to grind against his fingers on its own. "stay still i know you want me to fuck you right now but your gonna have to wait" he smirks 

he increases the speed of his fingers. looking up at namjoon I see the smug look on his face and it irritated me. i slide my hand over his bulge. The dark look in his eyes made me feel hot and my breathe hitched. He stopped moving his fingers the moment i touched him, but started right after. 

I had an effect on Kim Namjoon. 

"namjoon it's your turn" jimin calls out to him, making him stop once again

"alright" he speaks up, jimin looks back at the screen as he talks to jungkook 

"your all wet now, maybe you should go change" he smirks, pulling out his fingers. I also move my hand, he licks his fingers before wiping them in the back of his joggers. 

"jungkook give me the fucking control" namjoon says as he walks towards the sofa, jungkook wanted to take another shot at it. 

I finally give my back to the living room "fuck" my core was aching for his touch. 

"As if yesterday wasn't enough" getting up from the counter I leave the plates in the sink and walk towards the stairs. giving namjoon a small glance before leaving. 

he didn't look my way. 

jimin and the rest decided to head to the backyard to play basket ball, namjoon told them he was gonna finish the place in Mario. they all left, taehyung was the only one who looked back at namjoon. knowing damn well he wasn't. namjoon reaches for his bag he brought with him, taking out a condom. 

the moment he heard they left, he waited for about ten minutes. he gets up from the sofa and walks up the stairs, finding you in the hall. you were looking for something in the laundry basket in jimin's room because it was his turn to fold the laundry but he hadn't done it. 

"namjoon what are you doing up here" i whisper yelled at him 

"they all went outside" he walks towards me, picking me up and  he throws me over his shoulder "Namjoon what are you doing!" i hit his back and kick my legs "are you crazy we're gonna get caught"

"i'm fine with that, you're the one who doesn't want him to know"

he opens the door, kicking it close. he puts me down and i walk back. bumping into my desk "no namjoon, if jimin sees you're gone he's gonna come looking for you" I knew what he wanted, I could see how hard he was through his joggers 

"you shouldn't have pulled what you did downstairs then" 

I glance down at his dick again and look at him "i'm sorry ok"

"that's not gonna make it go away sweetheart" he smirks 

"but i'm still sore from yesterday" 

"there's other ways, did you forget?" his voice showed how he was being sarcastic. 

Pulling down his joggers, I look up at him one last time. he was just staring  at me. 

taking off his boxers brought me face to face with his harden dick. 

"don't just stare, if jimin walks in with my cock in your mouth it's cause you took forever to start" 

I lick my lips before licking the tip, taking him into my mouth right away. cause he was right. 

I looked up at namjoon, moaning against his length sending vibrations all through his body. making him groan as he bites his bottom lip. not breaking eye contact with you. 

i remembered to breathe through my nose in order to take more of him just like he taught me. his breathing was hitched as i massaged his balls with my hands "shit....I Think I really am bad influence for you" be places his hand on my hair. I continued to suck on his dick as he gripped my hair. 

"fuck i don't think i'd be satisfied with just your mouth"  I was thinking the same thing, I was completely wet between my thighs, My walls were clenching around nothing as I rubbed my thighs together. 

"get up" his raspy voice, turning me on even more. 

Once my lips leave his dick, he grabs my arm picking me up. "you have no idea how fucking hot you look right now"he says before slamming his mouth onto mine, kissing me deeply. 

holding my waist, he turns me around. bending me over  the desk. "we're gonna have to be quick" he takes out the condom, i hear him opening the packet. clearly sliding it on his length 

he quickly takes my shorts and panties off, brushing his fingers over my soaking folds making me  whimper from how sensitive i was feeling. 

"you ready?" I nod quickly, and he smirks. "words"

"yes" i moan as he rubs his fingers even more against me 

"then be a good girl and  bend over more for daddy" this was the last draw for me, this man had shackles on me. and i voluntarily let him put them on me. 

I did just as he said, stepping on his feet. I feel him enter me roughly, not wasting time he starts thrusting into me. He loved the feeling of him inside me, he hovered over me "look at you, under me. begging for my dick" I sucked in a shocked breathe when breath when I receive a slap to my ass. he fastens his pace, i could hear him moaning behind me. the room filled with the sound of our bodies. 

we hear the door from downstairs open, and i cover my mouth quickly 

we hear jungkook call out for namjoon, my heartbeat loud in my ears as i get nervous of him coming to look for him "don't be too loud or jungkook is gonna find me fucking you " he slams  his hips into me. I imagined how he looks right now, his voice was already driving me crazy

"fuck, if you tighten around me like that" he grunts, leaning over me he kisses my neck "don't tell me you just got excited at the idea of jungkook finding you bent over with my dick pounding into you"  he grips my hips even harder, sucking on my neck. 

How do I tell him that it's his face and voice that are driving me crazy right now 

"answer me" i shake my head, causing him to grab my chin and making me face him. the moment i see his face, i feel myself tighten more around him "it's you're face" he looked so fucked up right now as he stared at me "why didn't you tell me" sliding out he turns me over, sitting me on the desk. Wrapping my legs around him, He pounds into me again "now you can look all you want" 

"kiss me" I breathe out 

"anything you want" connecting our lips he deepens the kiss, thrusting into me harder. 

I feel the familiar knot inside my stomach, I was still sensitive from yesterday. As if namjoon knew he quickened his thrusts, holding onto my already bruised waist. "fuck" he bites on his bottom lip

my walls clench around him as I release all over his dick, he continues to thrust into me through my orgasm. 

"n-namjoon" i whine at he overstimulation "hold on..i'm almost there" his thrusts become sloppy and he finally releases inside the condom.

"fuck, y/n i just can't have enough of you" 

"we can't have another round, i'm serious" i hit his chest 

"fine, i only brought one anyways" he slides out of me and we both moan. 

he ties up the condom, tossing it in my bin by the desk, he grabs my waist as he helps me up "you should get in the shower" 

"i know"

he grabs tissues from my desk to clean himself a bit. putting up his boxers and joggers. "need help?"

"no, you should go before they really do find us" 

"you sure?" 

"yes"

"ok" he kisses my forehead, and walks out the room. the moment the door closes, my legs give up and i end up sitting on the floor butt naked, completely wet between my thighs "i'm the one who can't get enough from you" my face was red. 

I couldn't believe I did this with jimin in the house

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Imperturbable - unable to be upset or excited; calm

Dear Namjoon | 10

✧ Pairing: kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

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Jimin didn't forget to give me an earful when the guys left. Talking about serial killers, and how I was pretty enough to get kidnapped.

I was a hundred percent if I got kidnapped this brother of mine would probably find me no matter what. so that's the least of my worries.

Once the guys said they were leaving, I went to say goodbye and it was weird.

Everyone was cheerful but jungkook. He didn't even say bye, he just stared at me. I began to feel nervous, he did walk in when we were upstairs...did he hear us? But he would've said something to jimin. I know he would. but then again I might just be over thinking it.

I could feel how the day where jimin would find out about namjoon and me was getting close.

the next day at school, my assumptions were correct. Jungkook would stare at namjoon and me constantly. but his glare towards me was harsher than the one towards namjoon. and namjoon was totally oblivious to his glares.

it was fucking annoying. leaving the rooftop earlier than I would, was the only option I had and I think that brat was going aiming for that.

"y/n, are you writing more letters too?" the girls from last time walk up to me. box full of envelopes this time too

"uh sure.." they handed me green ones this time. putting them away, I sat on my desk listening to the teacher talk.

taking out an envelope I open it and take the card out.

Dear Namjoon,

Do you think I have panties right now?

chuckling at my note I slide the card back in the envelope and write babe on the front as always and addressing it to namjoon.

I write cards for the other members as well, making sure to write words of encouragement. I wrote a separate one to jungkook.  I tried to talk to him in the morning but he totally blew me off.

Jungkook,

Why are you mad at me? Did I do something to upset you?

closing the envelope I write Amiga meaning friend in Spanish. After class I walked to the same station and dropped the letters into the box.

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"There's more and more letters each time" hoseok says the desk got over flowed by letters addressed to him.

"i know, isn't it exciting" jimin smiles as he opens another letter

"i'm gonna save these again, and give it to the others later" namjoon wraps rubber bands around yoongi's and seokjin's letters, putting them in his bag

I look at jungkook as he picks up the a green letter, he reads it with an excited face so i knew damn well it wasn't mine.

"there's a talent show here, in three weeks we should perform as a way of thanking everyone" namjoon speaks up. everyone agreed.

i kept glancing between namjoon and jungkook waiting for either one of them to grab my letter. my wait finally ended when namjoon grabbed the last green card from his pile. he turns it around and reads babe, not missing it this time.

he looks up at me, before turning the card to open it. he reads it and raises a brow, clearly intrigued. he looks at my thighs and grins.

my dumb ass got all excited and I became a smiling idiot. that i completely forgot all about jungkook. The moment i turn to look at him, he had my card in his hand. his brows frowned and he looks up. I stopped smiling, he was angry. and his looked confirmed he was angry at me.

namjoon must've not seen him since he reached for his bag to put the card away.

jungkook gets up from the desk and walks over to me "y/n, i need help with my homework"

"oh? um.." i look at everyone and see how they were all talking amongst themselves. "ok..what's the homew-"

"i left it in my locker, will you come with me?" i nod, getting up from my seat. I follow him without saying anything else because he was already mad at me.

as we walked to the door namjoon turned to look at us, but he didn't get up to follow us.

we kept walking for a good while "jungkook we're away from the lockers, we aren't even in the school anymore" I tell him as we pass the field. I continued to follow him but I was starting to feel weird.

"we're going somewhere no one can hear us, the supply shed should be fine" and that made me stop walking

"why?" I look behind him, the supply shed wasn't far from us.

he stops walking to turn and look at me, he eyed me before staring into my eyes. he was so angry it radiated from his body, i could feel it. "to talk about how namjoon is fucking you and you're letting him knowing you can ruin everything we've worked so hard on"

my breath hitched Once he finished his sentence, I was shocked to hearing him talk to me like that.

"I don't see why it involves you , i'm leaving" My goal was to walk away, but this asshole grabbed my arm gripping onto my wrist "it involves me because i'm in the group. I thought you knew you're brother well"

"i do know my brother" i try to shake him off but his grip was strong

"then you know he holds grudges and never looks back."

"jungkook you're overreacting, nothing is going to happen to the group. when he finds out, he'll laugh about it I swear" My eyes were tearing up from the pressure on my wrist. "lets talk over there, people are coming"

"no, i don't want to. let me go"

"you made me do this, keep that in mind" pulling me towards him he lifts me up over his shoulder, he grips my thighs as i hang off his shoulder

"Jungkook are you fucking crazy?! put me down" I yell at him, hitting his back as he starts walking to the shed. I keep yelling his name until I felt a slap on my ass making me gasp.

"what the fuck, touch me again like that and i'm telling namjoon" i pull his hair

"then shut the fuck up and stay still" he uses his other hand to open the door to the shed, closing it behind him. he finally puts me down, I stumble on my own and fall backwards. "what the fuck jungkook, you can't just pick people up how ever the fuck you want only cause you can" I can feel how my cheeks are hot, The bitch caught me off guard, how dare he smack my ass.

he brushes his hair back, and stares at me. "break up with namjoon, make it as if it never happened"

"what? why!"

"i thought you were smart, yet you keep asking the same shit" he reaches down towards me, grabbing my arms he puts me on my feet but holding me in place "once you break up with him he'll get over it. he always does, he's dated half the girls from his grade level and yours"

pushing his arms away I put a distance between us "i don't fucking care who he's dated, grow up jungkook. a small fucking fight between the group isn't gonna destroy it" I slap his hands away from me

"you don't fucking understand, we aren't just a group of friends. we want to debut together. we actually have a meaning and future. not like you. a virgin who finally had sex and is obsessed with the first guy who fucked her. jimin said he told you why not to get with namjoon, especially him,  and you clearly ignored it" he was angry, I could see how the vein from his forehead was forming as he talked harsh to me. He walked towards me, I kept taking steps back

"touch me again and i'm seriously gonna tell namjoon" I point at him, my voice betrayed me as it cracked while i spoked, making him scoff at my threats

my back hits the wall, he cages me there as his hand is against the wall right next to my face "have sex with someone else, you'll see there isn't anything special about it. stop being a wall in the way of our success" my heart was beating against my chest, as my eyes teared up "get the fuck away from me" I manage to say.

"you have till the end of the month to break up with namjoon"

"you won't do shit anyways" I was cursing at myself for crying right now, tears stained my cheeks. I was looking weak in front of his bitch.

"i'll tell jimin"

"that's bullshit on a stick" he scoffs at my words "really? you think it is"

"yes, you wouldn't say shit because you just said it'll ruin everything" he smirks at my words

"i'm so fucking tired of you, you know that. why don't you ever just shut up huh"

"i'm not gonna ask you again after this, Get The Fuck Away From Me" I push my hands against his chest but he doesn't budge

"I wonder how namjoon deals with you, he hates when people are fucking cocky" he chuckles "but then again he can just shut your pretty little mouth a different way huh" his hand gets close to my face, making me flinch. I shut my eyes, all I feel is him wipe my tears. he leans his face towards my ear "if you need someone else to show you that sex isn't fucking special then just tell me and i'll show you"

raising my hand I slap him across his face "talk to me like that again, touch me without my permission and i'll tel-"

"you'll tell namjoon, i know" he steps back, unbothered by the stinging on his cheek

"no, i'll tell jimin"

the stupid grin on his face fell "really? and are you gonna tell him why I brought you here to begin with"

"i'll tell him everything, I don't give a fuck. touch me or talk to me in any way that's disrespectful and he's gonna kick your ass" pushing him to the side  I walk to the door, pulling it to the side I walk out. I look at my wrist, seeing how it was a bit red, and I could feel the stinging on my ass. stupid bastard hit me hard.

I walk towards the building, trying to stop myself from crying even more. The bells rang and I was aggravated, my shit was in my locker and I left my phone with jimin.

I walk to my locker, and jimin was there leaning against it "hey, where were you....why are you crying?" he gets off my locker, cupping my cheeks "what's wrong, where did you go? where's jungkook"

"it's nothing" i open my locker, taking my bag out

"where's jungkook? I saw you leave with him"

"i helped him with his homework, and then he left" stupid bastard you're lucky i can't tell him right now

"what?"

"i wanted to be alone" i grab my phone from his hand "wait but that doesn't explain why your crying"

"I miss mom okay" I yell at him, catching him off guard

"y/n.." i shut the locker

"we'll talk at home alright" and I walk away from him leaving him worried by my locker

Jimin told everyone or just namjoon that I was crying because he texted me not long after the next class had started.

he asked me if I was alright, and if i wanted to ditch class and meet where we always did. but I honestly just wanted to be alone.

jungkook the kid who looked like he was so fucking friendly turned to be a bitch, I felt disrespected. I had done nothing wrong. And the way he treated me made me feel like shit. I was ready to have a whole break down here in class.

I tried to pay attention to the teacher but my ass hurts as I sit where he hit me.

why did he have to have such a heavy hand.

I grab my bag and close my book. getting up from the desk, i walk out the room. ignoring the calls from my teacher.

I walk down the hall, going towards the exit that faced the parking lot. I take out my phone and call the one person i never thought I would need

"hello?" my dad was confused, why wouldn't he be. I've never called him. I was quiet, not knowing what to say.

"hello?"

"y/n?"

"y/n? what's wrong? why aren't you answering"

i covered my mouth as tears flowed out my eyes "dad" my voice cracks and he hears that i'm crying

"y/n what's wrong?" his voice filled with worry

"can you please come pick me up"

"what? where's jimin"

"in class, please don't call him"

"y/n i-"

"dad please just do this for me, please come get me I'm fucking shaking"

Growing up I never had a dad to pick me up when I fell, I didn't have anyone to go to when I was getting bullied. My mom was always busy and this man wanted nothing to do with me. During events my mom would show up but everyone else had a dad. I was a outcast.

All does things were childish, falling down. I learned I could get up on my own. When someone bullied me, I learned how to fight back. When someone called me names, I learned to turn the other cheek.  I didn't have to hold anyones hand to cross the street. And i learned to treasure myself.

but how do I learn to let go when someone disrespects me the way jungkook did. telling namjoon would just start a fight, telling jimin wouldn't make a difference. ]

Wouldn't I just be the problem.

If I had listened to jimin none of this would've happened.

"i'm coming alright" his voice brought me back from my pathetic thoughts

"thanks dad"

he didn't take long to get to school. once i got in the car he texts jimin, letting him know that he picked me up.

jimin calls him right after he sees the message but my dad didn't answer. putting his phone on the cup holder on silent. I did the same thing.

"home?" he asks as he kept his eyes on the road

"i don't wanna go home"

"then we don't go home..have you eaten?"

"no"

"do you want to eat?" i stared out my window "no"

"i'll take you somewhere, that i hope helps you feel better"

I fell asleep as he drove to  who knows where.

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"wake up" he taps my shoulder, I look up. squinting my eyes as the sudden light makes them sting.

And the sound of water makes me sit up. He brought me to the beach. "we brought you here when you learned to walk. around this time of the year, the turtles come out to do their nest and lay eggs"

I pull the door handle, stepping out of the car. the beach was empty. it was just my dad and me hearing the sound of the waves hit the shore.

"when you were small, you ran around chasing the crabs. we told you not to touch them and you didn't listen. you grabbed it and threw the crab at jimin" he laughs "your mom said you were gonna be troublesome"

" I didn't interpret that from your actions, I just thought you were gonna be fearless" I stare at my dad as he looks at the water "I don't know what upset you this bad, but you shouldn't run from it"

"you can tell me, and i'll fix it" he looks at me, and i've never seen him more serious than now. even when he tells me to go cover up more when he doesn't like my outfits.

"I had a project once, they asked me to say a special moment i had with my dad in front of the class. and bring some thing that reminded me of it" I take my shoes off leaving them in the car, I walk to water.

"y/n the water is cold" he calls out

the water covers my feet as I get to the shore, I look around and find two shells that looked the same. walking back to my dad i grab his hand, putting one of the  shells on his palm

"i didn't have something back then, i'm glad I do now" we stayed quiet for the rest of the time we were there. He helped me rinse my feet of the sand. And I just sat on the hood of the car. looking out at the water, jungkook didn't cross my mind once.

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Karmic Soulmates |JJK

✧ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ synopsis; you run a cafe, live in a quiet city. you're life is normal just as everyone else, but not everyone seems to be who they seem. what do you do when your soulmate appears again and pulls you back into the world you had been running from for six years.

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Dear Namjoon | 01

✧pairing:Namjoon x reader ✧genre:angst, fluff,smut,slow burn ✧warning(s):explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧synopsos;You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?

a/n: when I first started writing Dear Namjoon I was writing short chapters :DDD

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"United Airlines flight 880 to Miami is now boarding" you hear the women call over the intercom

"mom, can't i just go with you. please don't leave me here" you cling to your mothers arm

" y/n, i'm going to miss my flight if you don't let go and board the bus" she says as she tries to get free from your grip

"please, i won't know anyone"

"sweetheart, you'll have your brother ok. listen i need you to let go now. think of this as a new change, you were going to transfer school either way. here your brother will be able to watch over you from the inside ok"

with pleading eyes you cling even harder to her arm "please mom, we aren't even that close" you lie, now your stomping your feet, people are passing by and very obviously judging you but that doesn't fucking matter. how can she send me to live with my dad who barely knows  me. ok my brother and me have a good relationship but that doesn't mean she can send me there.

"This is the final boarding call for United Airlines flight 880 to Miami"  your mom looks at her watch

"that's enough with your tantrum park y/n, let go right now and board the bus" she raises her voice

I let go of her arm and point at her "FINE BUT DON'T CALL ME, YOU HEAR ME? I DON'T WANNA HEAR FROM YOU"

she rubs her temple and sighs "y/n, stop ok. i'm sorry i can't bring you with me" picking up my bag and suitcase   i walk to the bus

"i'll call you tomorrow ok!" my mom yells as i walk away

fuck i can't just walk away i've been attached to this women ever since i was born, turning around i drop my luggage once more and run to hug my mom one last time "don't forget ok" tears stream down my cheeks

"you're such a baby, i will call you ok. love you"

"love you too mom" the bus honks and i rush to grab my bag. entering the bus i sit in the only available seat by the window

"WHEN YOU ARRIVE WAIT FOR YOUR DAD, DON'T TALK TO STRANGERS"  she yells as me, the bus pulls out and drives out into the road, she waves at you.

her imagine becomes hazy the farther the bus drives.

"this isn't fair, why couldn't i just go with her" you whisper, not wanting to get people's attention more than you already did

I was on my way to my dad's house, he lived in seoul. my parents divorced when i was younger. I have a older brother by one year, his name is park jimin. When our parents divorced my dad said he wasn't capable of taking care of a girl so he asked for my brother instead. he didn't even give me a chance, literally told the judge he didn't care if i stayed with my mom.

yeah it's a bitchy thing to do but at least he still sent me letters on my birthday along with gifts. I would occasionally see him on jimin's birthday. but our relationship was awkward, my dad is a business man. our relationship was like a business partnership, he would give me an envelope with money on birthdays and holidays. tell me i'm growing up well, good job and thats it. like damn dude at least hug me but no even in pictures he would be far from me.

my mom said he's always been an awkward person but dude i'm literally your offspring, how hard can it be.  he looks intimidating as fuck though....so i also maybe kinda don't talk much to him either

i think we both need help...mostly him.

I have a good relationship with my brother, we got separated when i was five and he was six. my parents wanted us to be able to rely on each other even if we didn't live together. to not be strangers.

jimin would come over all the time, my father is always busy so he never wanted me to go and stay at their place. only on holidays will we all get together, our parents ended on a good note so we sometimes all spend holidays together but it became rare when they found out me and jimin thought there was a chance of them getting back together. they didn't want us to have that false hope and maybe ruin our childhood.

my mom got a promotion and was sent overseas but she said i don't know enough english so it would be better to finish school here, and then i can decide to go overseas or stay here. it's bullshit she didn't wanna take me with her. i know enough english, maybe even more than her.

jimin told me my dad was talking about getting to know me better, and i think that's where this all came from.

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the bus drive took all night, i arrived around five o'clock. it's fucking cold, and guess what no fucking sight of my beloved dad who apparently want's to get to know me. i thought since he was a business man he'd be punctual, i guess i once again had high expectations.

crossing my arms, i lean against he wall as i wait for someone to come.

it took twenty minutes till i finally see some fancy car pull into the parking lot, i just knew it was him. his business had become so successful when i turned ten. i remember he sent me a letter and gift that day.

i stopped writing back at the age of seven, i realized that if everything he wrote was real. he'd actually show up and pick me up for a weekend or something. not send a fucking stuffed bear.

I wasn't wrong, my old man steps out of his car and fixes his suit. he looks around, looking for me.

i chuckled "does he even know how i look" shaking my head i walk towards the obviously lost man

stopping in front of him he looks at me and gives me a awkward smile "hi y/n"

"hi..dad" there is this relief he feels as i call him dad.

but honestly i think he's dumb, the word dad. it really means nothing to me. shit, girls call their boyfriends daddy as they get fucked.

the word dad is overrated.

if me calling him dad means so much, he should've been here when i was a kid and it was actually cute to hear your daughter yell out dad and run to you, hoping to be picked up and showered with kisses.

this whole 'get to know you is just bullshit. bullshit on a fucking stick'

"uh...how have you been?" he breaks the silence, as we awkwardly stood there. people passed by us.

"good, do you mind if we go? it's uh..cold"

"oh, yes sure let's go" he extends his hand out. i raise my eyebrow in confusion as i stare at his hand and him

"oh..i'll carry your suitcase "

"oh" shit i thought he wanted me to hold his hand, giving him my suitcase, he starts to walk to his car with me behind him

he opens the door for me to get in the car. putting my suitcase in the trunk

"sorry i was late" he says as you both buckle your seatbelts

"don't worry about it, it's fine"

he just nods, starting the engine

"i thought jimin would come"

"oh..yeah he was going to. but i um, i was already coming late"

"right..it's fine"

the rest of the car ride was quiet. i would occasionally steal glances of my dad, but he was only looking out into the road.

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as he parked the car, outside the huge house. I see a boy run out the front door. and it's no other than my older idiot brother, park jimin. not waiting for my dad to open the door for me, i push the door open and get out. i haven't seen him since new years, running towards me with his arms wide open our body's crash into each other.

his arms wrap around me, as he lifts me off the ground. spinning me around "my adorable little sister is finally here" he showers me with kisses. my eyes tear up again. even if we talked all the time, it's way better this way.

"ok ok you are making me nauseous" i laugh

putting me down he cups my face "let me look at you, i haven't seen you since new years. beautiful as always" he smiles, making his eyes disappear. 

reaching up to his hair i tug on a long strand "back to black huh"

pushing my hand away he laughs "yeah, i know you like my hair black"

"ohh so it was all for me huh"

"anything for you" he winks

we both turn around the sound of the trunk closing

"it's cold so maybe we should head inside" he says, looking at you

nodding you grab your bag, closing the door.

"dad got your room fixed, mom told him everything you liked so you can feel at home" he smiles, he throws his arm over your shoulder guiding you to the house.

you glance over your shoulder. finding your dad looking up, taking a deep breathe in as he looks back to you guys. your eyes make contact before you look forward again. listening jimin.

"here's your room" your dad turns the door knob. the color to the room is periwinkle and lavender color mixed together just like your room back home.

the room was bigger compared to the one back home. "we also got someone to buy you clothes" he says as he places your suitcase by your bed

"your uniform is already hanging in your closet. tomorrow will be your first day"  clasping his hands together he looks at you "any questions"

jimin slaps his forehead at the awkwardness from his dad, your dad glances at  the both of you.

you look around the room "thank you dad, it looks great. i think i have everything" he nods

"you must be tired so um..i'll go and let you catch up with jimin" he walks pass you both and smiles closing the door behind him.

you cross your arms and look at jimin with your eyebrow raised

"give him a chance, he's trying. he was nervous all this time, getting everything ready for you"

"11 years late" you place your bag on the desk, pulling the chair out to sit

"y/n please, he regrets not getting to know you. give him a chance ok" he kneels down in front of you taking your hands in his 

you look around the room "fine..it looks like he thought of everything" you chuckle

"sis you have no idea, look" he gets up walking to a cabinet, opening it he takes out a bin filled with pads tampons

covering your mouth as you laugh 

"mom told him everything and he especially asked about this, something about him not wanting you to struggle about anything" he shrugs putting the stuff back

you get up opening the closet "who got all the clothes then?"

"oh mom send a list of stuff to his secretary and she got everything for you. even your undergarments. she also came and fixed everything"

you nod "he's trying isn't he"

"he truly is"

letting out a sigh you rub your temples

jimin pulls you into a hug "you don't know how much i've always wanted you to live with us again. my room is right next to yours. tell me if you need anything" kissing your forehead he says he gots to go do something and leaves you alone in your new room

you look around and see that he truly got everything.

  "i should get some sleep..i'm tired" you open your suitcase, taking out your pajamas.

getting into bed you realize it's the same mattress your mom had gotten for you

"fine dad...lets see if you can make up for those lost years" saying that left a bitter taste in your mouth

Deep | 05

✧ Pairing:Min Yoongi x reader

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.

✧ word count: 6.3k+

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He made sure not to spend too much time out, but the twisted feeling in his stomach wouldn't let him enter your apartment. You both hadn't talked since what happened. He would hear you leave in the morning to class for about three days now and you knew he was there at the door watching you leave or at least that's what you wanted to believe. He didn't know what made you change so drastically and it didn't bother him...this change you were showing. What had him throwing a fit was the fact that he couldn't control himself, scared he'll lose composure if it happened again. 

but just like him you also...No.. you didn't regret what happened and he'd be a coward if he did. At least that's what you kept telling yourself. You weren't avoiding him, well sort of. you'd leave at the time he'd usually leave, hoping to bump into him but to your luck his door never opened and you never saw him around at campus either. 

"I say you should  just talk to him" jihye speaks up, handing you a sweet bread she had gotten you since she knew you'd skip breakfast. taking the bread you thank her before glancing at the student parking lot waiting in case you could 'coincidentally' bump into him. jihye on the other hand was completely done with not just you but yoongi too, her thoughts are that he clearly likes you so whats the big deal? 

the both of you are just idiots. 

another two days passed and not even on your way home did you see him neither when you arrived in front of your door, you glance at his apartment contemplating if you should just be the bigger person and talk to him. After thinking of every scenario  that could happen the moment you walk through that door that took about ten minutes of you just staring at the door you finally made up your mind. "fuck this" you let out a puff of air as you enter the key into the keyhole and turn it, pushing the door open. "y/n" you hear someone call your name, stopping you from entering the apartment. Looking at the direction of which the voice came from, you see yoongi but he wasn't alone. 

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"Are you sure you're not hungry" jimin gives you a smile, his cheeks stuffed with food as he pushes the cup of noddles in front of you. "No, i'm alright" you reciprocate the smile, sliding back his noodles. 

of course he was gonna have someone with him, and it just had to be jimin. You couldn't look him in the eye without thinking the last time you were both in the same place yoongi was fingering you while he was in the bed too. shit, stop thinking about that . You fold your legs, leaning back into the sofa as you play with your rings. you could feel how yoongi avoided looking at you but at some instances when you would do a sudden move he would glance your way. 

jimin for once, wasn't oblivious about the whole situation. He could feel how there was tension between the both of you and unlike namjoon who knows what happened yoongi hadn't told jimin....more like hadn't had the chance to tell him. Putting down his chopsticks he wipes his mouth and sits back "what's with the two of you?" 

you both turn to look at jimin, who had a brow raised and nudged you in the elbow as he asked you again only this time to receive a cold response from yoongi "nothing" taking the cup of noodles into his hand he sits back and begins to eat, not offering to make you any or share. 

"It's nothing" you give him a smile, trying to get him off your back. fuck I should've never let him drag me over here and just left with some sort of excuse. jimin picks up the cup of noodles and continues to eat, as he starts a conversation with yoongi about something they were clearly talking about on their way here before they saw you. Looking at your watch you kept thinking of some excuse to use in order to escape without jimin bombarding you with even more questions but their conversation didn't last long before you were forced to face jimin when he let out a frustrated yell. "ok honestly, there's something going on because you always sit next to each other and you" he points at yoongi with the chopsticks "you never leave her out of a conversation. for fuck sakes you won't even look at her and that seems to be the most favorite thing you like to do" jimin ended up blurting everything out so quickly that a smile threaten to appear on your lips from how funny he looked but you bit down on your lower lip. 

"shut up" yoongi throws his used napkin at jimin who right away voiced out how gross he was "I don't stare at anyone" yoongi states. But jimin was right, if it wasn't for him you'd just be another set of old furniture in yoongi's apartment and be left unnoticed. standing up from the floor you give jimin a smile as he looks up at you confused "it was nice seeing you jimin, but I have to go. I know when i'm not wanted" you give him a big smile while dragging out the last few words to make sure yoongi heard you. But he took it as a joke like always and you knew it the moment he let out a low chuckle as he shook his head not even sparring you a glance. 

Jimin was left dumbfounded as you made your way to the door way, sitting down as you try to quickly put on your shoes. yoongi gets up from the sofa he was sitting on and walks right after you but unlike you he went at his own pace and probably looked fucking handsome doing it. "y/n" he says your name, his deep voice making the hair on your arms and neck stand as you felt your insides twist again. but you weren't going to give in, you ignore him and continue to put on your shoes. He lets you walk out the apartment  following you quietly, as you opened the door to your apartment you were pushed in before you could open the door completely, yoongi's arm around your waist as he balances you from his sudden push to stop you from stumbling over the shoes in ur entrance. attempting to pull his arm off you, you let out a grunt with the struggle "let go" 

"you sure?" he whispers next to your ear. "you weren't saying that just the other day when I had my d-" turning your hips as you lift your hands you press them against his mouth, glaring at him as you cover his mouth "stop" he raises a brow, and you can feel his lips curve into a smirk. 

"you've been ignoring me ever since that day" crossing your arms you look away, making sure to show you were angry on your facial expressions..not like he could see but it was all you could think of. "babe, i've just been..thinking"turning you around slowly to face him, you continue to look away as he tries to make you face him as he bends down to your height. "you're a coward"

his jaw clenched, he hated being called a coward and you knew just how to press his buttons to piss him off. your face was inches from his, his beautiful juicy plump shaped a disappointed frown. you can't help but want to lean in and kiss him. 

he too stared at yours and it was as if the two of you stopped breathing and time stopped. both of you wondering who'd make the first move. he cursed himself internally, repeating in his head to push you away and leave. but your eyes kept drawing him in and the urge to taste your lips took his free will. 

taking in a deep breath he lets out a chuckle before stepping back. pulling you out of the trance, you also step away from him. "your face is re-" he murmurs, his hand about to caress your cheek. But you don't let him, you don't let him touch you nor finish his sentence, opening the door you don't look his way "please leave, I have class tomorrow morning" 

you wanted to not care, not care how your cold behavior or words affected him. not care if he had more to say and how he probably wanted to fix what ever was going on between the both of you. "make sure to eat, the semester is almost over make sure to study if you really want to graduate next semester" I should've just shut the door without looking up, why did I think my words could've had any effect on him. you wished you had more discipline in yourself when you couldn't help but look up when he passed the door and saw his unemotional face not give you a single glance as he disappeared. 

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Our "Childish behavior" continued for two more weeks, maybe it's not fair to say he's being childish since he's been trying to talk to me but I gave him the cold shoulder. he'd try to make it so we both went to campus together, waiting for me in the hallway but i'd walk right passed him and then just started leaving earlier.  

but I knew that this would only last for so long before he cornered me and got his way. after getting groceries, I was in the kitchen cooking a meal when I heard the front door open and shut loudly. Before I could even think who the fuck could've entered I hear him call my name. He sounded frustrated and angry, pursing my lips to keep myself from answering him as I continue to do what I was doing. 

"are you deaf? I'm talking to you" he enters the kitchen. I don't answer him, opening my fridge to take out another item I needed. 

"stop being childish, why do you want to ruin our friendship over some stupid experience you want to have" he raised his voice, I could tell he was done. 

turning off the stove, and moving the pan off the to the side, I turn to look at him. his brows furrowed and glare were very strong. I let out a scoff "why are you here yoongi" 

"i'm here because I want us to go back to how we were, before you fucked it all up" fine, he's right this did all start because of me. and it is my fault but why the fuck is he so stubborn. 

"what ever"

"that's all you're going to say?" his voice never lowers, his hands were thrashing around as he was trying to understand me. how do I tell him that I want him to only look at me, to fall in love with me and just be mine. I can't, because he doesn't do relationships. 

"You're just mad, that you want to fuck just like I do. but you keep using the excuse" pushing off the counter you walk towards him, leaving a arm length of space between the two of you. "you keep using the pathetic excuse of seeing me as your sister" and you chuckle, "if that was true you wouldn't of done what you did" he looked at your smug face. nodding his head in disbelief before staring into your eyes, towering over you. "I regret what happened that day with every ounce of my being" 

your jaw clenches, but you stand your ground. Looking up to him, as he scans your face to see your reaction but you don't give him the satisfaction even when your heart was squeezing and your breath fastens. "since the regret is already there, why does it matter to add more" your hands on his chest as they snake their way to his neck. He doesn't flinch nor pull away, his eyes just staring at yours as you pull him closer. 

"what about all those other girls, do you regret fucking them after you're done" your fingers play with his hair, his hands stay on his sides but they were itching to hold you. 

his heart was pounding against his chest, and even though his face did not show it he was devastated. he searched your eyes, but the mischievous smile and doe eyes that stared back at him squeezed his heart. he hated the way you were acting, and hated himself even more as he realized it was his fault and part of him just wanted to fall for your tricks and let you have your way. 

"cause I didn't care about them" he murmurs 

closing his eyes, he takes in a deep breath. his head was a mess, he wanted you both to go back to how you were, he hated himself for having no self control last time. if that hadn't had happened then you both wouldn't had been fighting right now. So he came up with the safest option, but he was going to make sure he would be the one in control.  "fine" his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into his chest. "if this is what it takes for us to be able to go back to how we were. then you'll get your way" 

what

"wait, yoongi. we don-"

he scoffs loudly "what? now you're backing out?" gripping your waist he lifts you, making you sit on your marble counter. "if we're doing this it's under my conditions" gripping your chin, his face inches from yours. 

He's only doing this for us to go back to how we were? when is he going to understand that we aren't ever gonna be the same. it stopped being the same when I started having feelings for him. 

"I don't want to be accused of forcing you" you speak up quickly, his lips so close to yours 

"oh please, why would I reject some good pussy, this is your last chance to back out. once we start this relationship, only i'm allowed to stop it. that's the first condition" his nose brushes against yours, his hands making their way under your shirt slowly as his fingertips brush against your skin giving you goosebumps. 

"we aren't allowed to see anyone else" you speak up "that's my condition"

he scoffs, shaking his head slightly as he takes your lips. you were about to sink into his arms when he takes your bottom lip between his teeth and bites down. causing you to flinch, "and who told you, that you could set any conditions" 

"I don't like sharing"

"spoiled brat" 

"only when it comes to you" pulling him into another kiss before he could answer, just that this time its rougher and deeper. you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, yoongi's knees felt weak as he held you in his hands, something he's always wanted but limited himself to having. now he'll make sure to take full advantage. 

"we will always use condoms, third condition"

"but I want to try it raw, people say its euphoric" you pout, fingers tangled in his hair. he rests his forehead on your should as he lets out a flustered grunt "y/n, you're seriously testing my patience" 

"come on yoongi, please?" cupping his face as you show him your displeased face and pouty lips. if someone were to walk in right now and see us they'd think we're in love with each other, the way he stares into my eyes and the small grin thats creeping onto the corners of his lips. shit only if the two of you could get your shit together and realize that you are in love, but that isn't possible. 

"not right away" 

"scared?"

"oh baby, the day I fuck you raw. you're going to need to take the whole day off and you'll be lucky if it's only a day. these pretty legs of yours won't be able to walk, and you will feel as if i'm still inside you. i suggest you to not press on this anymore" taking your hands off his cheeks he leaves kisses on your palms before intertwining your fingers  and he takes the chance to start leaving traces of kisses on your neck. sucking on your skin, leaving marks in every visible spot making you mentally curse him for being the reason you'd have to cover up the next few days.

"we are dating now, fourth condition" you let out between hitched breaths

"no can do" he laughs "good try tho"

"why not"

"fine, let me do it easier for myself" pulling your shirt off, he leaves a few kissing on your collar bone. "pick between, me fucking you raw or us dating"

"that's not fair, I rather take away the second condition" you tease. but he didn't find it funny, pulling you down from the counter he turns you around, bending you over the counter. "I also don't like sharing"

"ddi you have this possessiveness with your other girls" you can feel the hardened dick pressed up on your butt.  

"only the pretty ones" he whispers next to your ear as he undoes your bra, letting the straps fall of your shoulders "fuck you" you elbowed him, not liking his response but you only received a snicker from him "you haven't made your choice" his lips curved into a playful smile, as he felt your body tense under him after his response. but there was no way he'll tell you that he you were the only one he ever cared for and will ever be possessive over. 

"boyfr-"

"do you really wanna miss the chance to have me balls deep into you without a condom babe, we already set the condition of not meeting anyone else." he knew how to distract you, as he waited for your answer his hands were already working on taking your shorts off along with your underwear. "fuck...fine"

"still your turn" 

"since we are already fucking raw, I want to feel what it's like to feel you to finish inside me" you let out a small moan as he sticks his finger into your tight pussy, not giving you any time to adjust as he thrusts his finger into you. 

"i don't know about that one" he thrusts another finger in, your head leaned back onto his shoulder, giving him access to your neck as he leaves sloppy kisses. 

"you oppose too much"

"fuck" he groans as you palm him through his joggers "fine, just once"

you let out a chuckle, "you'll be the one begging for another chance" curling his fingers, he hits your g-spot as he thrusts his fingers knuckle deep into you. "you think it''s funny" he nibbles your ear lobe. 

"once a month only" 

"fuck no" you said a little to loudly, cheeks blushing as you curse yourself. "twice a week"

"more" you didn't care if he saw you as some needy brat but you wanted him, and you were going to take advantage of it. 

"you're just getting started and wanna fuck more than twice a week?" he lets out a amused chuckle. "if it's you i'd go seven days a week" 

he couldn't help but laugh. "fine, twice a week and then if you're up for it then the weekend"

you give him a slight nod, focusing more in sneaking your hand into his boxers and taking his hard cock into your hand. his breath hitched as your thumb brushed over his swollen red tip "you have to kiss me, whenever I want. and when we have sex no one leaves. we sleep together"

"spoiled bra-" you give his dick a squeeze causing him to groan "what was that" you smirk. 

you focus on giving him pleasure as he thrusts his fingers into you, your hand gently stroking him, he felt as if he could promise you anything at that moment if you'd just ask. 

"the last condition" he says after letting out a low groan. 

 "the moment I call this all off, you and me never talk again" your heart fell to the pit of your stomach. your head automatically snaps up to look at him. his face was serious, "so let me ask you once more, do you want this"

"you're a fucking asshole, get off me" and he did, he pulled his fingers out and left you feeling empty. pushing him away you picked up your shirt. covering your breasts "what the fuck yoongi"

his brow raised "I don't understand why you are so surprised" his smug face made you want to slap him but you couldn't 

"wasn't it your words" he acts as if he's trying to remember "right, you said we could just be fuck buddies? what were you're words...if it's just me killing time to just do it with you?" 

"then why even..."

"you're someone I care about, that's the only reason I won't ever treat you how I treated the others. if you want me to whisper love words to you, then I will. if you want me to become yours, I will but just like this"

"so i'm just your fuck buddy"

"no, you're my lover but with no promises of a forever" 

"now i'll seal this little contract we just made with a kiss" he gently holds your chin, your eyes filled with tears. but he couldn't fold, he needed to try and make you back out. 

but it was you who pulled him in and pecked his lips. 

"it's too early to have angry sex, so let's continue this another time" he brushes your hair back to stop it from covering your eyes and gives you a small peck. 

and he left. left you naked in your kitchen. 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

Even after this whole "contract" was made he still teased you. the occasional touch or kiss on the cheek when you'd both meet in the morning to head to class, and when you arrived he'd give you a small kiss before you both parted ways. 

Others would think you'd be dating, this pattern kept going for a whole week. He was having fun, how? He decided to make you break the ice and ask him to have sex first but you didn't wanna fall for his stupid game and wanted him to be the one to initiate it first. 

today was different, jihye was waiting for you by the campus parking lot. So the kiss was a no go, but he didn't seem to give a fuck. in fact you know he saw her and it's your assumption he did it on purpose. 

"wait, jihye doesn't know...so don't"

"what do you mean? don't you remember one of the conditions was to kiss whenever either one of us wanted to"

"yoongi" you say his name in a stern voice but he doesn't budge "I wouldn't know how to explain it to her"

"what's there to explain, we're lovers" he shrugs, a mischievous  smile on his face when you give him a dumbfounded look. "we aren't dating"

"it's as if we were" he raises a brow "if thats what you want to tell everyone else that's fine with me. but keep it in your pretty little head, that we aren't dating" 

"why are you making it so complicated" you puff

"i'm not, I just don't want you getting unnecessary feelings. plus when this is all ov-"

"i'm not telling anyone anything" grabbing your bag, pushing the car door open and you shut it loudly. you walk to jihye who looked satisfied "I'm just glad you both made up" 

"yeah, I'm not that enthusiastic, he's more annoying than before" you roll your eyes, when you see him approaching the two of you. and as if he couldn't annoy you even more, he pulls you into a side hug, his hand firmly gripping your waist. "I said kiss me, didn't I" and he fucking did it, he kissed me in front of jihye. in front of everyone passing by. I froze in place, and that amused him, him and his sadistic behavior. jihye's jaw almost touched the floor as her eyes jumped from him to me trying to figure out what was going on. 

"Jin and namjoon want to watch the new aquaman movie today so make sure to come over once you're done with classes and get home, babe~" he gives your forehead a kiss ignoring you're glares, shooting a wink towards jihye who with her eyes was begging for someone to explain to her what she just witnessed. 

"bitch what the fuck" jihye screams 

my face began to feel hot and I knew it was red. grabbing my arm she pulls me to a secluded area "you better start talking what the fuck is going on?"

"we're dating" fuck you yoongi

"dating?! Oh shit you bagged him"

"shut up, and i'm leaving or i'll be late" theres no way i'll be going to his apartment at all. at least that's what I told myself until jihye sent me a text saying that she met with namjoon and he had no idea about yoongi and me "dating" and I felt like just telling her that its all fake and we aren't. but my ego was hurt thinking he was just trying to put me in a difficult situation with my friend and was just not planning to tell the guys at all. 

which resulted in me standing outside his door.I like to believe it's cause aquaman is my favorite superhero and well why the fuck would I miss his movie. I'm not stupid. another part just wants to be with him. it's not that i'm not excited have sex with him, but it's the little things like these that mean the most to me. These thoughts make my insides twist and I suddenly feel nauseous, the idea that he could call this off in a month, or even less and we just don't talk anymore makes me wish I never did what I did. 

"y/n?" namjoon calls your name, standing behind you with bags of take out. you hadn't noticed that your eyes were teary and that he just saw you cried. "are you alright?" putting the bags down by the door he gives you his full attention. "i'm fine, ah it's nothing" you give him a reassuring smile but he didn't take it "do you want me to get yoong-"

"No!" you. come off a bit strong "no, i mean it's nothing. he'll just worry for nothing and pester me until I give him some reason as to why I was. crying" wiping your tears you laugh "and that's just going to annoy me more" picking up two bags you give him a quick smile "let me help you out instead" 

he didn't question you anymore but gave you a small nod as he opened the door to yoongi's apartment. once the door opened you can hear jin's very loud voice arguing with yoongi. making your way to the kitchen you avoid looking at yoongi, and he wasn't oblivious to the fact that you didn't look his way as you always do. namjoon helps leave the food on the counter after you insisted of getting everything ready on your own. 

namjoon joins the others, sitting next to yoongi. "what's she doing?"  yoongi speaks over Jin. who was talking so fast it was as if he was rapping "uh, getting....honestly I saw her crying outside" he purses his lips, not knowing if he should've said anything. 

"crying? why" jin sits up 

"shhh" namjoon glares at jin "she told me not to say anything.."

"it's nothing, she's just stressing cause of school..don't worry" getting up he walks to the kitchen "y/n, I got disposable plates on the top shelf" he enters the kitchen to see you opening the cabinets and looking for what he suspected. "let me get them" 

"i'll go to the bathroom then" your eyes must be red. you didn't want to give him a reason to just call it off before anything even started. you hated yourself even more for not wanting to just stop everything and avoid losing him. he doesn't want you to have unnecessary feelings? it's already too late. maybe stopping all of this while only jihye knows. it'll be easier than having everyone else fooled.

"y/n hurry up! Jin put the first movie because he keeps fighting with yoongi about shit he doesn't remember" namjoon yells

everyone was on the floor, except yoongi who was sitting on the sofa with blankets "y/n, what was used to track mera" Jin asks the moment he sees you 

"the bracelet?" you answer but doubt yourself

"told you" yoongi laughs 

"what did you think" you ask jin but he only waves his hand and unpauses the movie. namjoon continues to eat, trying to hold his laugh. yoongi lifts the blanket spreading his arms, wanting you to sit next to him.  I flip the switch, shutting off all the lights letting only the t.v dim the room with light.  sitting next to yoongi as he covers the both of us with the same blanket. automatically cuddling with me. you lay your head on his chest, his arm wrapped around you. 

A few minutes passed and he finally whispered into your ear what had been distracting him from the movie "why were you crying" his question made you glance at namjoon, snitch is all you could think of.

"it's nothing" you whisper back

"was it cause of me"

yes

"was it because I kissed you in front of jihye" 

It's cause of your last condition 

"I just thought it could be troublesome having to hide around our friends. if they know, then we're free to do what ever we want. whenever we want"

"do they know" you lift your head, you both stare at each other. "hey pretty lady, finally you look at me" he smiles 

"do they know" you ask again 

"not yet" for someone who was so quick to expose our what ever relationship we have to my friend he's a little slow when it comes to his. you didn't have his full attention, his eyes would occasionally shift to the screen. his hand caressing your exposed thigh due to your shorts. you try to also pin your focus on the screen but can't when he gives your thigh a tight squeeze. 

"you really wanna do this here" you whisper, gripping his hand. you can't tell what his reaction was, the dim light not hitting his face. the first movie had just ended and namjoon made sure to turn on the second movie right away before any argument could begin. it was already getting late and a lot of time was wasted on Jin and Yoongi. 

It was as if he was growing impatient, as if the little alcohol he just had made him want you. his hand made it's way into your inner thigh, rubbing two fingers against your clothed clit. your grip on his arm tightens as you hid your face in the crook of his neck "yoongi" you plead but the hot puff of air you let out didn't help him find any self control. 

you were getting flashbacks, to the time were jimin was in the bed with both of you. now he wants to do this in the living room with namjoon and jin present? maybe it was the alcohol in your body as well that wanted to play this little game he had started. as quietly as you could, you lift the blanket and straddle him. "don't you think this is a little too much" he whispers, holding onto your waist stopping you from completely sitting. 

"then why don't you come over?"

"what.." bitting down on his bottom lip, once he feels you grind against his hardened dick "you clearly want to continue what we stopped last time" it was getting warm underneath the blanket. too warm, both your bodies pressed up against each other. his lips part but you don't let him respond taking him by surprise as your lips smash up against his. 

the tv was loud but the smacking of your lips with yoongi's, you feared was louder. and as much as you'd love for his friends to know that he only needs you and that they shouldn't invite them to anymore of those little parties. you felt shy.

choosing not to make a scene you get off his laps, returning to where you were sitting. he was dumbfounded and it irritated him that you weren't giving him the attention he clearly needed. pulling the blanket more off of you he makes sure to cover his very visible boner. "you think it's funny huh" he pinches your stomach, after noticing the smile on your face. 

"good night guys, I have to do some shopping tomorrow so" you stand up, giving namjoon and jin a small hug. ignoring yoongi's glares as he watches you exchange some words. "also if you guys decide to stay late, why not stay over?" the movie had just started and it was late, yoongi over there needed your special attention. 

"thank god, I did not want to have to drive namjoon home" jin lets out a exaggerated  sigh of relief which namjoon responded offended. "and why are you lending my place to others?" 

"oh" you shrug "they can stay at my place if you want, I don't mind" "I call the sofa" jin speaks up 

"no ones sleeping in her apartment" yoongi states through clenched teeth. "hey, no one was asking, she offered" jin comes to their defense

"well you guys get this all situated" 

*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*

You stayed up almost all night, till your eyes gave up, waiting for yoongi but he was a no show. to your defense you didn't last long awake, so when you opened your eyes and found a sleeping yoongi on your side with his arm rest over your waist you tried to stop yourself from kissing him.  

there was something about him that made you mesmerized. maybe his long eyelashes or rosy lips. or how you had to gently move his hair strands from his face with your pinky because of how long he's let his hair grow.  "are you done staring" he mutters, letting out a annoyed groan as the light from the open shades blinds him. 

"girl why are the shades opened this early" he complains, pulling the covers over his head "you're such a baby, you know i leave my shades open cause if not i just won't wanna wake up in the morning" getting off the bed to close the shades so he could shut up. "well whenever we fuck, make sure you close them" you could hear in his voice that he was still tired and could probably sleep for another hour or two. but his words were having an affect on you and the sight of his shirtless body didn't help you keep cool either. 

"what are you waiting for" 

"what?" he groans, sitting up. clearly having a hangover. "my head is fucking killing me" he curses. 

"to have sex"

"babe we have all the time in the world to have sex, but right now I just wanna die cause of this hangover. so sorry if I can't satisfy your needs right now" yoongi snaps at you, throwing the blanket aside as he moves to the edge. 

"and another condition, we will never have drunk sex if I can help it" holding onto his head he stands up "last night you we-"

"stop, cause of last night i'm putting this condition. Now if I'm drunk and hit on you and you let it happen.."

"just don't"

you give him a small nod, he looked serious and pissed off so it really wasn't the moment to pester him. "i'm gonna go shower, some of my clothes is in your closet right" 

"yeah, its hanged on the end to the left. anything else you need should be in the last bottom drawer" 

"thanks" gathering his clothes, you just stood by the door. watching him, "i'll be quick"

"can i join you" you smirk, making him stop in front of you "hahaha no" leaning in to give your forehead a kiss he lets out a light chuckle at your boldness before walking out.

you decided to make him some sort of hangover soup to help him with his headache and grumpiness. 

Conditions: 

1. Once we start this relationship, only i'm (yoongi) allowed to stop it. 

2. We aren't allowed to see anyone else

3. we will always use condoms, we will only have raw sex once 

4. finish inside, only once

5. we will have sex twice a week, and if both parties are up for it then the weekend as well

6. the moment I (yoongi) call this off, we will never talk again 

7. We will never have drunk sex, if yoongi can help it

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Dear Namjoon | KNJ

✧ Pairing: Kim namjoon x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn ✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way? a/n: comment to be in permanent taglist!

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