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the day jungkook posts a clip of him playing valorant is the day I evaporate from the face of the earth. (jungkook 100% a jett main no cappppp)

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Ethereal

“She’s mad but she’s magic.

There’s no lie in her fire.” 

~ Charles Bukowski

Summary: After leaving your home in need of a fresh start, you open a bookstore with the hopes that the words you read could bring you solace. You never realized that the books you loved would bring you home instead.

Pairing: BTS x Reader

Genre: Mafia/Dragon AU

Status: Ongoing

Warnings: depictions of violence, smut, death, sexual assault, insecurities, anxiety, polyamory, trauma, mentions of blood, yandere depiction.

Some warnings may be added to the beginning of individual chapters.

*Please remember that this is a mafia fan fiction. There will be violence, blood, and other dark themes. If you cannot handle the dark themes, please do not read.

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P A R T S 

The Kim Clan

Playlist

Prologue

Preview

Preview 2

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10: Finale

D R A B B L E S 

Hocus Pocus

COMING SOON; total W moment. myg

SUMMARY: being the first female valorant pro-player in the male scene was a HOT issue on its own, as much as it was celebrated by men and women alike, there were a few people who expressed their displeasure with being leagued with a woman. A few backhanded compliments were thrown here and there by pros and the ONE that you couldn’t ignore was by a certain Min Yoongi.

PAIRING: min yoongi x f!reader

GENRE / RATING: enemies to fwb to lovers / streamer!au / pro-players!bangtan + reader / smut, 18+

WARNINGS: NSFW, swearing, degradation, edging, sex toys… tbc.

NOTE: this my entry for the bangtan dlc collab hosted by @lavienjin @kookskingdom & @joonscypher .⋆｡⋆☂˚

JUST CHATTING - TWITCH STREAM ✗

“So chat, what’s everyone been up to?” you ask as you pet your adorable cat– Loki

☁⋆ TenZSimp : congrats on making the team by the way! We can’t wait to see you in action for challengers!

“Thank you! I’m really excited to play challengers as well! Everyone is an amazing teammate and I can’t wait to kick some ass.” you reply with a smile pointed towards the webcam.

All of the sudden, chat floods, viewership jumps up by a couple thousand and you can barely keep up with all of the traffic. You can see your mods Soobin & Taehyun try to reign in the chaos.

You squints towards the screen a little bit before reading out a message out loud.

“ ‘lmao have you seen suga’s tweet?’ No I have not, why? Is it important?” You ask. In reality, you really shouldn’t have asked to be honest, because it only brought a new whole barrage of messages from chat.

hopeclutch : LMAO SHE DOESN’T KNOW YET

Jimmyjams : I mean, suga was right LMAO who does she think she is. ☒ Banned by Soobinie

sugacracker : Even JasonR shaded her LMAOOOO, women do not belong in the male pro leagues! ☒ Banned by TaehyunPlays

All the new messages from a distinct fanbase has you scrunching your eyebrows. You pull out your phone that had been charging on the other side of the desk to pull up the dreaded bird app.

And there clear as day, was the tweet that everyone in chat was talking about.

@SugaOfficial : Sentinels really thought replacing Jay with a boosted e-girl is gonna make them win, guaranteed L.

9882 replies | 12,548 retweets | 32,434 likes

That makes you chuckle out loud, full on cackling.

☁⋆ Y/Nbuns : oh god it’s the evil cackle….

☁⋆☑ Soobinie : oop, it’s about to go doooown!

☁⋆☑ TaehyunPlays : LMAOOOOOOO

With your Valorant screen still open, you switch scenes and go to the leaderboard. Quickly searching for you name that has the rank rating of 879, with the standing of Radiant #6 in NA.

“Exhibit A.” You say out of context, making those bangtan simps in your chat spam questions marks.

You proceed to go down the list, way down to immortal #157, and there– attached to it was the name BGN Suga.

“Exhibit B.” You say smugly, smirking at the camera. Your fans were going crazy in chat, everyone spamming the burn emote you had exclusively for subs.

☁⋆☑ Soobinie : NAUUUUUR, so much noise for someone down bad.

☁⋆☑ TaehyunPlays : OUTRANKED. OUTPLAYED. OUTTALENTED.

☁⋆ JihyoCenter : one thing men will always have is AUDACITY.

“Seems like I’m not the one who’s the boosted e-girl, blondie.” You scoff, knowing full well Bangtan’s Suga has caused an uproar with thirsty fans when he revealed he had gone blonde a few weeks ago.

“Soobinie, Taehyunie if you don’t mind banning all the bangtan weirdos in my chat. Let the nice ones stay but if you are a misogynistic prick who can’t handle a woman being better than a boy in a video game– then you are not welcomed in my community.” You tell your mods, and you can see them spring into action in chat. Your own subscribers agreeing with you 100%.

As your chat purge commences, you grab your phone once again, opening twitter to post a tweet of your own.

@Y/NJaded : funny how some people think they can now ‘win’ when they’re up against a woman, buddy you are below me in ranking too, how’s it feel down there immortal 157 LMAO

SEND. With a smirk, you start to say your ending ment to finish the stream. Your phone begins to ping with notifications, clearly in response to the bold tweet– and between you and the next person, it’s really nothing personal; you conclude, before his tweet, you were just gonna take the upcoming tourney as a chill start to the season, but now– one thing’s for sure, you cannot wait to destroy Min Yoongi’s ass during challengers.

catharsis (m)

➾ catharsis (noun): the purification or purgation of strong/ repressed emotions that results in renewal and restoration 

➾ summary: where do you draw the line between fantasy and reality? Yoongi knows he has a kink that isn’t socially acceptable as kinks go. he’s already had several failed relationships in the past tucked under his belt as a result, so when you offer him a chance to live out his fantasy in a guiltless, no strings attached kinda way, what could go wrong?

➾ 14k

➾ warnings: impregnation kink, cumplay, nipple play, ball play, daddy kink, cock worship

➾ a/n: here it is!!!!!! a lot of you have been waiting for this, so i hope it lives up to your expectations 🙃 that being said, this is probably one of the filthiest things i’ve ever written… so enjoy, and happy valentines day ❤️

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Bangtan DLC: A Streamer BTS Collab | Masterlist

Gaming.

Something you’ve seen before, something that’s intrigued you.

You’ve heard that gaming’s bad- and you’ve seen your fair share of yelling, fits of rage, quiet anger, and the threat to quit after hours of fruitless labor. But you’ve also seen the more positive side of it- teams coming together using thought out tactics, the first time someone’s clutched a round and saved their team from defeat, and that intoxicating feeling of adrenaline after a massive win.

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Of course, you can easily wind down with a slower, single player game. Perhaps build your dream home, grow crops, save the royalty that the evil baddies stole away. You could lose yourself in the hours of story and world building the game developers have built, appreciating the smallest of flowers and falling in love with the scenery over and over again.

single player chosen

The options are limitless and you find yourself excited at the prospect. You settle back on your chair, staring at your device as the words roll in through the previously black screen:

welcome to bangtan dlc: a streamer bts collab | hosted by @joonscypher​ @kookskingdom​ & @lavienjin​

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Overdue!!

💭Rating - 18+

💭Genre - Angst, Fluff(Mostly Flashbacks) idol au,

💭Warnings - Not literal Infidelity, but they are on the verge of it. Mentions of alcohol abuse, Mentions of Self harm. (There are no heavy triggers, only slight mentions of it.) The warnings are limited to the first few chapters. It gets better i promise)

💭Summary - Love is indeed a beautiful feeling, but does not come without its obstacles. When your 7 loving, idol boyfriends think it’s better to date someone within the industry or like they put it "Someone who knows their world", you have no choice but to accept their abrupt decision. Time goes by and you think you're doing just fine, One long lost dream, One given up identity and one drunk mistake and a few clicks is all it takes until the limelight falls on you and living your life behind a camera is an option no longer available.

💭A/N - Finally i have the masterpost figured, Sorry for the trouble.. I literally feel like an illiterate right now for not figuring this sooner, But better late than never! (I'm just saying this to make myself feel better btw!)

A lot of you may feel, Why I haven't added some social media profiles here but I feel its better to add them when they are needed since there are going to be few more characters introduced when the story progresses. As of now, the twitters of the boys are more in action and Danny and Ji-ah's Instagram's will come in later too. I would love to hear what you feel, also lemme know if you want to be added to the taglist.

💭Taglist - @miriamxsworld @sanjiroo @renhold-nightspear @taeshuworld @thequeen-kat

💭Social Media Profiles - Y/N and her crew.

💭Social Media Profiles - The Boys

💭Chapter - #1A - Not Literally

💭Chapter - #1B - Not Enough

💭Chapter - #2A - Intend to keep

💭Chapter - #2B - One Month Later

💭Chapter - #3A - Nothing But The Truth

💭Chapter - #3B - Bitter

💭Social Media Profiles - Ha-eun and Emiko

💭Chapter - #4A(Part1) - Appreciated

💭Chapter - #4A(Part2) - Lies, More Lies!!

💭Chapter - #4B - Damage Control?

💭Chapter - #5A - A Subtle Reminder

💭Chapter - #5B - Diamonds And Stones

💭Chapter - #6A - Bubbles

💭Chapter - #6B - The Aftermath

💭Chapter - #7A - Royally Fucked

💭Chapter - #7B - Shoo Away / Get lost

💭Chapter - #8A - Spill It Tae

💭Chapter - #8B - The Duality Tho!!

💭Chapter - #9A - Safe Sides

💭Chapter - #9B - Transitions?

💭Chapter - #10A - Missed You!!

💭Chapter - #10B - The Superstar League

💭Chapter - #11A - Desperate Enough!!

💭Chapter - #11B - How deep?

💭Chapter - #12A - The IT Woman

💭Chapter - #12B - Happy and Proud

💭Chapter - #13A - This Time Forever

💭Chapter - #13B - Not As Smart As you Think

💭Chapter - #13C - Leave My Best Friend Alone

💭Chapter - #14 - We Can Use A Break

💭Chapter - #15 - Just Another Day

💭Chapter - #16A - You Know Me Like Me

💭Chpater - #16B - How Many And Why?

💭Chapter - #17A - One Last Time

💭Chapter - #17B - Doing Right / Feeling Wrong

🎇Where It Started

💭Chapter - #18A - Communication Error

💭Chapter - #18B - Tired!!

💭Chapter - #19A - Raincheck?

💭Chapter - #19B- No Fun

💭Chapter - #20A- Jealous Or Not Jealous?

💭Chapter - #20B - Figuring the Logistics

💭Chapter - #21A - Something Important!!!

💭Chapter - #21B - Unhealthy!

💭Chapter - #21C - Its Complicated.....

💭Chapter - #22A - Kicked Out

💭Chapter -#22B - Apology Not Accepted

💭Chapter -#23A - A Package Deal

💭Chapter -#23B - Double Standards

💭Chapter - #24A - Hit Your Head?

💭Chapter - #24B - No More Sulking

💭Chapter - #25A - Coffee Orders And Advice

💭Chapter - #25B - How To Fake A Heart Attack?

💭Chapter - #26A - Swooping In

💭Chapter - #26B - I Promise

masterlist | MYG

MASTERLIST 📚 | ASKS QUEUE ❓ | TAGLIST 💜

nov | novel ; co | collection ; os | oneshot ; s | smut ; a | angst ; f | fluff

A Weekend with Noona | nov ; s ; a ; f

Makeup artists aren’t supposed to blur the line with clients. But a lazy weekend with Idol!Yoongi and Idol!Jungkook is just too good to pass up. Will it cost you everything?

Countermelody | nov ; s ; a ; f

Life as a struggling musician is hard, but this new city has already invigorated your tired bones and shy heart. Despite first impressions, maybe you and Producer!Yoongi can help each other out.

Haze | os ; s ; a ; f

Idol!Yoongi has a bad day. Can you cheer him up?

In the Margins | nov ; s ; a ; f

Writer!Yoongi’s novel might be just what you and Editor!Namjoon need to get Fig Tree Publishing its next hit. You’ll just have to convince him to do it, to push past his thorny personality, and to actually take your notes.

Like Butter | nov ; s ; a ; f

You’re a seasoned photographer who pines for your Editor!Namjoon, but fellow Photographer!Yoongi’s style and voice — much like the magazine you all work on — are just too smooth to ignore.

Rough Night | os ; s ; a ; f

Three best friends — Vampire!Jin, Werewolf!Yoongi, and Incubus!Jungkook — catch up and share stories about their precarious evenings.

Sophomoric | os ; s ; a ; f

You hang out all the time. In class. In study rooms. In your living room. But College Student!Yoongi still hasn’t seen your dorm room. What happens when he does?

Unravel | os ; s ; a ; f

Yoongi is the perfect boyfriend, and that’s certainly no different tonight. He could have anyone, and you just don’t know why Yoongi stays. Being the perfect boyfriend, he’ll always show you.

also featured in:

Bear with Me (PJM) | Cake and Bells  (JJK) | The Cul-de-Sac Cons (JJK, JHS) | Hideaway (KSJ) | Idol Hands (KNJ, JJK) | Kittenfishing (KTH) | | Matchmaker (JJK) | Office Hours (KNJ)

Everything Between Us (Series Masterlist)

Genre: Mafia!AU, Angst, Romance, Fluff

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Doctor!Reader, Gangster!Namjoon, Gangster!Seokjin, Gangster!Yoongi, Gangster!Hoseok, Gangster!Jimin, Gangster!Taehyung, Gangster!Jungkook

Summary: They left you without a goodbye, they broke your heart. You didn’t get your happily ever after. But now they’re back and they’re searching for you to make things right. Could you take them back into your life and let them back into your heart?

Warning: This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. It may contain depictions of violence, blood shed/ gore and mentions of abuse. Please read at your own discretion.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

cry me a river

— summary: you tried so hard to be enough

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: angst, mafia!au, arranged marriage!au

— word count: 5.8k

— warnings: ANGST, heartbreak, breaking up, divorce

— a/n: i am sooo sorry, but i was listening to this song and i just...yeah

A shatter of glass hitting the floor, you flinch slightly as you walk into the room and realize Namjoon must be angry at his subordinates.

He isn't one to release his anger out in the open so easily, it isn't like him, but you guess Hoseok getting hurt in the process of a mission due to someone's careless mistake must have been enough to tick him off.

You don't really blame him but a part of you sympathizes with the man who is now at the center of the boss's anger.

"Namjoon." You bravely walk in and almost see the relief spread across the subordinate's expression but ignore him to walk over to your husband. You reach out to touch him on the shoulder but Namjoon quickly holds up a hand.

"Don't," he demands, eyes shut tight with a clenched jaw and you know it'll take him some time to calm down.

So you turn to the man on his knees before him.

"You may go," you tell him in a soft whisper to make sure he knows that any sudden noise will only bring the boss of the mafia more ire.

He leaves the moment you give him the opportunity, although knowing very well that punishment would befall him soon enough. That itself you cannot stop but if he was the reason Hoseok got hurt, you guess he deserves some sort of punishment to make things right again.

Sighing, you turn to the boss who's now at his seat, head down with brows creasing so deep a part of you is almost afraid to approach him. But you know Namjoon wouldn't do anything to hurt you.

"Joon?" He likes it most when you call him that name and so you step up with a careful approach.

Usually, he'll allow you to come, and usually, he'll let you comfort him, but this time Namjoon's too upset to calm down so he shakes his head at you, causing you to stop in your steps.

"Just leave," he says, emotionlessly.

He's usually careful with his tone towards you but you understand his anger. Hoseok got hurt after all.

"I'll come back later, alright?"

"No." He turns his chair so that all you can see is the back of the chair. "Not tonight."

He's too upset and he has reasons to be. Being the mafia boss to one of the most notorious gangs isn't always the easiest and when someone carelessly hurts one of his members, more so his lover, of course he wouldn't be in a good headspace.

You know it wouldn't be good to leave him alone like this but you also understand that Namjoon needs some time to himself. He'll let you come to him when he needs it.

In the meantime, you just need to give him the space he wants.

"Alright." So you say, and begin to walk towards the door. "Hoseok hasn't woken up just yet but, when you need me, I'll always be here. Goodnight Joon."

Your voice is kind against the darkness of the room, and when the door shuts behind you, it feels empty.

Namjoon hates the silence that walks in.

.

.

.

When you walk into another office, you find Seokjin and Yoongi discussing some things in grave tones.

"Can I help in any way?"

They look over to find you and although it should have eased some tensions, it doesn't this time.

"No babygirl, just run along, alright?" Seokjin says, sparing you a smile so transient you hardly believe it was there in the first place, before he returns his conversation with Yoongi, who's too busy to even spare you a second.

The situation with Hoseok definitely has them on their toes, and so you bid them a soft goodbye, one you're sure they never heard, and leave them alone for the time being.

As you're walking down the hall of headquarters, it seems everyone is busy with them running around from place to place and you feel hopeless in that you can't be of any help to them.

You want to be useful, someone they can rely on, but if you were to try anything, you're sure you'd only get in the way. So you leave it to watching from afar despite how disappointed you are in yourself for not being able to help anyone.

Jimin and Jungkook are training underground while Taehyung is busy locking himself up in his computer lab, hacking away.

You're not exactly needed anywhere so you find yourself naturally walking back to where Hoseok is being hospitalized.

Even in sleep he seems to be in pain, so you hold the hands that feel so cold, trembling just a bit, yet it stops seconds after the touch of your hand. Almost as if Hoseok knows it's you, as if he can feel your presence and a touch alone can make it all better even in sleep.

You release a rueful smile as you sit by his bedside, watching the mafia man who has yet to wake.

At least you can be helpful here.

.

.

.

"How long have I been asleep?"

You gasp at the sound of Hoseok's voice, head quick to perk up and slap your book closed. "Hoseok!" He winces slightly at your loud call and you shrink back. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright," he sighs as he touches his head, only to realize he's hooked up to some IVs. "Damn," Hoseok grunts with frustration and goes on to try and rip it off his arm.

"Wait, Hoseok, you're still weak," you quickly intervene by holding his hand back.

When he looks at you, he can see the fear and concern written so well upon your face, and Hoseok sighs at the sight. "Babygirl." A simple call for you and he can see the tears welling up along your waterline. "Come here." When he opens his arms for you, you're quick to let him hold you close after the countless days he's been unable to wake. "You were scared, weren't you?"

You nod against his chest. "No one explained the situation to me so I didn't know what to think. I was so scared, Hoseok. You've been asleep for four days."

"That long, huh?"

"So please don't do anything irrational like ripping your IV off, even if it's irritating."

Hoseok chuckles lightly. "Alright, alright," he concedes. "Wouldn't want to worry my babygirl any more than I already have."

"Hoseok."

The reunion doesn't last long when you hear Namjoon's voice and look up to find the rest of them walking in.

"You've finally woken."

Hoseok rolls his eyes as you get off him. "Happy to see you too, Namjoon."

"I need you to tell me what you saw that night." He gets straight to the point without any wishes for small talk. You haven't seen Namjoon smile in a while, neither anger nor tears. He's simply just...emotionless.

You know Hoseok noticed it as well when the rest of them has created the atmosphere to be even tenser.

There isn't a glance your way except for when Hoseok's about to speak. "Y/N." You look at Taehyung when he addresses you. "Have you eaten?"

Ah.

You're not needed here.

Noting at their intention, you stand from your chair and grab your book. "I'll uh...get lunch."

"Mmh."

You've gotten so lonely.

But this is a serious time, you can't let your feelings get in the way. After all, you aren't like them.

Still, if only you were more useful.

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.

.

Later that night, left to a quiet night with Namjoon by your side, you hesitate to yourself, wondering why the room is so silent but also understanding that if you don't make a sound, he'd never be the first to speak to you.

"Namjoon?"

"Hm." He answers you in a heartbeat, letting you know that he had been up with you all this time without saying a word.

You press your lips together and slowly turn over to your side in order to face your husband. "How are you feeling?"

"What do you mean?" As emotionless as ever. He's usually better than this, making the effort to give you a smile, make you comfortable, but all that's left right now is an uncomfortable silence.

You sit up from the bed, not liking this and wanting to talk things out. Namjoon needs this, you know it. When the time is right, he'll return to his normal self where he's still cold and emotionless towards his subordinates but will be a little more expressive towards you and the other six.

"I'm asking you...if you're alright." You say in a soft whisper, eyes following him as he sits up from the bed as well. Though he doesn't meet your gaze, you watch him carefully.

"I'm fine," he says after a moment.

You frown. "I know you aren't."

For some reason that hits a nerve. "Who are you to assume that, Y/N?"

You flinch at the harshness in his tone as well as the glare he sends your way. Despite the room being so dark, you can still make out the expression on his face and it brings chills down your spine.

You take a moment to compose yourself, knowing he's just not in the right headspace with all the stress that has been going on around him. "Namjoon, I'm just saying that you can take a break every once in a while. You're stressed, I understand, but—"

"Do you?"

You blink when he cuts you off. "Huh?"

"Do you truly understand or are you just saying that?"

"W-well," you stutter, taken back by his question. "Of course I'd never truly understand all it is that you're going through but—"

"But what?" Why is he being like this? So...angry? You've never seen him like this before. "Stop trying to pretend that you can magically make things all better just because you've lived a better life than I have."

You frown. "What are you saying?"

"Just give it up, Y/N. Your whole life you've lived under the care of your father and when he passed you down to me to take care of you, things are going so well for you, isn't it? You've never had to live the sort of life I have despite being born in the same field as I. Our lives are completely different, Y/N, and you will never understand that."

"..." You don't know what to say to that, not when he's so upset that he's beginning to take out his anger on you.

Still, it makes you upset hearing those things from his lips.

He's your husband, your lover, so why?

"Look, our lives may not have been the same growing up but that doesn't mean you can place your anger out on me," you tell him, feeling a small ire walking in on you but you know you can't let it get to you. Namjoon's just stressed and you can't add to that. "You know more than anyone how it is to live under a mafia household so why are you making it seem as if my life has been all rainbows and sunshine?"

"Even if it wasn't, you'd never understand the sort of path I have to walk on."

"Okay fine, I would never understand it but that doesn't mean I won't try." You look at him with frustration. "I'm just trying to help you, Namjoon."

"You can do so by getting out of the way. You're useless when you try to help."

Stunned by the words that are coming out of his mouth, you pause to take it all in, and in a way, for him to also hear what he had just said to you. Yet even as the seconds pass by, it seems Namjoon doesn't regret his words and indeed meant it.

"Namjoon..."

Almost as if hearing that unbelievable expression leaving your lips has irritated him even more, Namjoon flips the blanket off him as he begins to storm off. But you aren't going to let him go that easily.

"Namjoon stop, let's talk about this."

He turns around after opening the door to your room, a piercing glare made your way. "Did you not hear what I just said? If you want to be useful, do that by getting out of my way. What use is a daughter of a mafia to me if she can't even follow simple instructions?"

Your anger shoots right up.

"You will not talk to me in that way. As if all I am to you is a pawn made by the exchange between my father and you."

Namjoon scoffs. "Isn't that what you are?"

You can't believe him.

"I may have been a pawn at first but we found love in this loveless arranged marriage and I will not have you talk to me that way. I'm not your pawn, Namjoon. I am your wife."

"Then be a good little housewife and stop pestering me if you don't want to piss me off even further." With that, he slams the door right at your face, its sound so loud and forceful you feel the wind passing for a split moment.

The loud sound echoes against your ear, ringing even past the silence of the room which had begun to flow in.

Useless.

You were useless to him, he said, as if all you are to him is a pawn, a chess piece exchanged from the hands of your father and right into his.

It takes a while for you to take those words in but when you do, your cheeks are wet before you even notice it.

And in the silence of the night, your cries echo loudly into the empty room that was meant to be shared between a loving husband and wife.

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.

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"Um, Jimin—"

"Hey." You stop when he turns your way abruptly, not aware he would do that when you called for him, and wait for the man to speak. Jimin notes the way you fall silent, obedient, and places a hand on the top of your head. "He didn't mean those words."

Ah, he heard.

Of course he did, they probably all did.

The fight was loud after all. And if it wasn't that then they certainly would have heard the loud slam of the door last night.

You shrink back at Jimin's assurance, unsure of how to take it in and unable to meet his eyes.

"I...I know."

You don't.

And he knows that.

"I have to train for a mission but, feel better, alright?" He pats you lightly on the head and that's all he leaves you with.

If only it was that easy.

You wish he could have given you a kiss.

.

.

.

The effect of your fight with Namjoon not only causes a strain in your relationship with him but with the others as well.

Whenever you want to help, you're reminded of Namjoon's words and almost immediately back away from being a bother to the rest of them. Namjoon's upset at you and you wouldn't want the rest of them to get upset at you too.

You'll only get in the way if you try to help.

And you think they notice it as well, but no one tries to do anything about it and it hurts.

It hurts because they used to be so good at making you feel better, at reassuring you of their love for you.

But things are changing and you aren't sure what to do any longer.

"What's wrong?"

Hoseok, who still needs medical attention and has yet to be updated on...the situation, is left in the blind. So when he looks at you with genuine obliviousness, as well as concern, you know you can't bother him about this mess. He has to focus on recovering after all.

"Nothing, Hoseok."

The fake, overly wide smile you give him leaves a deadpanned frown on his face.

"You think you're so slick, sweetheart, but you can never hide anything from you." He hits you lightly on the head, not enough to hurt, to make sure you understand. "Now come on, tell me what's wrong."

How can you ever hide anything from Hoseok?

Still, it wouldn't be right to bother him when you know all of this is your fault in the first place. If you were stronger, perhaps you'd be less of a burden to them. If you were more confident and had more knowledge of the mafia.

You're a daughter of a mafia boss after all, so why are you so useless?

"I just...I just miss you, Hoseok."

It isn't a lie and he knows that. You do truly miss him because right now Hoseok's the only one that's giving you attention and love. You feel worthless around the rest of them.

"Oh, babygirl..." When he sees the tears falling from your eyes, Hoseok's quick to pull you right into the bed with him and hold you close.

You miss this.

You miss their arms around you and how they used to prioritize your tears over everything.

Things are falling apart and you aren't sure how to make it right again.

"I miss you too, Y/N, but I promise I'll get better in no time, alright?" You don't respond but he holds you still, resting your head on his chest so that you can hear the beat of his heart.

He doesn't know anything at the moment but you don't want to tell him anything. After all, if he finds out, maybe he'll succumb to those thoughts as well.

Just as the others seem to have.

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"Mr. Kim and Miss Lee look like such a power couple standing side by side, don't they?"

"But isn't Mr. Kim already married?"

"Who cares, they look great with one another."

The lady laughs, agreeing.

You stare at the champagne in hand, swirling it in the glass cup as you stand towards the corner of the lit-up room, knowing no one really knows the face of Kim Namjoon's wife. You may be your father's daughter, who's also powerful in this world but your face has always been hidden from the media.

It's stayed that way even after your marriage with Namjoon.

A part of you is relieved, after all being the centerpiece between two powerful gangs would be quite the reward for the enemies, but you also know that it means keeping yourself hidden as Namjoon's wife.

He's a handsome man, charismatic despite his intimidating features but that makes him all the more charming and attractive to others.

At parties, you can't stand proudly by his side and at conventions, you're meant to hide as an outcast would.

What's the use of all of this? I'm not even needed here. You look up at where your husband mingles with a few people, Miss Lee by his side and remaining quite close but he does nothing to shake her off despite being a married man.

A sigh leaves your lips.

It seems I'm not needed anywhere.

You pass your glass to a waiter and leave the room to escape to the balcony hidden away by some large curtains. Not many people know there's a balcony here so you take the advantage to be left alone, knowing you'd much rather look at the bright moon than see your husband mingle with some ladies.

He used to hate the presence of women, enough to be openly rude and shake them off but it seems he's better now after getting used to you.

You aren't sure whether to be grateful or jealous.

But either way, it didn't feel good hearing those gossips from the ladies back in that room.

Miss Lee, a beautiful and confident woman.

Would she have been a better choice of marriage for Namjoon? After all, she has better knowledge about the mafia world, rather than you who have been sheltered away from it despite being born into one. Maybe it's because of that, because she's strong enough to join a mafia and stick with it unlike you who was just privileged enough and never even got to be made of use as a mafia's daughter.

A useless child, a useless wife, and a useless lover.

You want to become numb to the pain but you can't. Not when it was Namjoon himself who told you those exact words.

"What are you doing here?"

You don't even have to look to know who it is.

Your husband's voice.

And he's the only other person in this party who knows of this hidden balcony. A few years ago the both of you came here to escape and bumped into one another. It was nice then but right now you just want to be alone.

The disappointment in his tone only makes you hate yourself even more.

"I wanted to get some fresh air."

"It would do you well to mingle."

Can you ever get anything right?

You sigh and turn his way. "Forgive me, but I thought it'd be better for me to escape the scene rather than make a fool out of myself by being a disappointment to the public."

His brows crease at your petty excuse and it hurts. It hurts the way he looks at you with disgust and disdain. "What's the use of coming here if this is all you're going to do?"

It wasn't your choice to come here so why is he putting the blames on you?

Then again, your lack of confidence and worth in yourself has downgraded even more these past few weeks so perhaps he's right.

You're useless.

"I'm sorry," you lower your head with embarrassment. "I'll do better."

Namjoon doesn't say anything else and simply leaves you there all alone once more.

Alone to the thoughts which hurts you even more than he can ever.

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"Jungkook, you haven't eaten, have you?"

He jumps slightly at your voice, takes one small glance over his shoulder before returning to his shooting. "I'm a little busy here," he says flatly and shoots two bullets at his target.

"Right, but...please take a break, Jungkook. Don't push yourself too hard."

"Mmh."

"I uh...made you a sandwich. It isn't much so you can take like, a quick five minute break or so."

"Yeah."

Short answers, without much emotion, and you find yourself shrinking back as you watch the youngest of the seven ignore you for some training.

He used to crave your for your attention but now...things are changing and you hate it.

Are you not enough? They still talk to each other normally, still exchange smiles and greetings so...are you the problem? Is that it?

Knowing that bothering him any longer isn't going to help, you walk yourself out the door despite wanting to talk to the youngest one so badly.

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You're losing your mind.

It's been weeks since that angry fight with Namjoon and although you've tried your best to mend your relationship, nothing has changed. You aren't sure what to do anymore and it pains you knowing you're the only one who's trying here.

Why?

Why can't you be enough?

Why can't you be useful to them?

The fake smiles in front of Hoseok which upsets him from time to time, the desperate kindness you give towards the others that become wasted just seconds afterward.

You can't do anything right, it seems.

"Y/N, how many times do I tell you to stop frowning? The infirmary room is already depressing as it is."

You know Hoseok means well, you know he isn't saying that to hurt your feelings but after the short responses and flat answers you've received from the others, you just can't seem to do well anymore. But he's right, you shouldn't be coming in here with a sad smile when Hoseok needs your strength more than anything.

At least you're still of use to him.

Through the weeks, Hoseok's the only one who can make you feel better but as the days pass and the longer he has to stay in the infirmary, the harder it is to truly believe in anything anymore. You aren't sure what to do and it hurts to be lost when your thoughts are tearing you apart.

What makes it worse is that no one seems to care.

So you find yourself taking a stroll by yourself one evening. It's late and dangerous going out alone without a bodyguard but you don't want anyone else to be with you. Not when it'll be so easy to break down.

You'd hate for a stranger to have to witness that and then possibly snitch to your lovers — if that's what you even call them anymore.

Either way, it's been quite a while since you've gone out by yourself. Back then the boys used to be so overprotective of you, even when you had first started your arranged marriage with Namjoon. They cared then, even for a stranger whom they barely knew.

You miss those days.

Perhaps they've gotten too used to you and are tired of the constant lack of self-worth you have for yourself.

Because now all they are are memories. Memories left forgotten and for the wind to carry it forward.

How much more can you try only for the results to end up in shame? You're the only one trying at this point and you think, perhaps, their love for you is withering. After all, they can still rely on each other and talk normally.

So why is it so hard for you unless they don't love you anymore?

Your stomach drops and pain shoots through your heart when your thoughts lead to that.

Do they...not love you anymore?

"No...please no..." You hold a hand over your mouth, not wanting to make a sound even though you know you're alone, not wanting even the wind to hear you. Because it hurts and if you cry, it'll only feel more real.

You don't want to accept that. You don't want to admit that.

What changed? What went wrong?

"What's a lady doing out here crying all alone?"

You gasp at the unfamiliar voice and snap your head his way.

He's a tall man, much bigger than you, and goosebumps begin to crawl down your body.

"Hold on, I think I've seen you before." You hold your breath as he examines you, and when he grabs ahold of your wrist to force your hand away from your face, you let out a squeak of fear. Those dangerous eyes of his, twisting even more the longer he takes a look at you, your body begins to tremble with fear. "I see," he chuckles darkly. "You're Namjoon's woman, aren't you?"

Oh no.

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Heartbeat beating so loud against your chest.

Loud.

Louder.

As your body still trembles.

You hold your wrist, trying to stop the shaking but knowing you can't ease your fear with just simply that. So as you walk towards the room you know that it is filled with them, thinking that perhaps it'll be better if you're in their presence.

They can make it better.

They always have.

You step up in front of the door, wincing slightly at the pain that shoots up along your right leg, and hold back tears. It's okay, you whisper to yourself. You can do this. While trying to steady your shaky hands, you hold them against the doorknob.

You take a deep breath, shaky though it is, and open the door to walk into a room that had once been filled with exchanging words, falling into complete silence.

They look up to find you, wondering why you've just walked in, and although intimidated by the stares, you try your best to keep yourself composed as you walk towards the group, hiding the limp of your leg. It hurts immensely but you don't want to show them.

Normally you'd instantly cry and silently ask for their help but not this time. This time you can't.

"We uh..." You clear your throat, trying your best. "We need to talk."

Namjoon sighs as he leans against the armchair and crosses a leg over the other. "About?"

You hate that you even have to explain this.

But you keep yourself controlled. "I think we all understand what I am trying to say," you begin, eyes looking anywhere but them as you hide your arms behind you. They still tremble and you'd hate it for them to have to deal with that.

It's fine.

You're in their presence and that usually takes the pain away.

It'll get better.

It always has so that at least can't change, right?

"I'm concerned about where this will lead to."

"Why?"

So blunt.

Without a care.

But you know you can't be too emotional because Namjoon doesn't like that. He'll see your tears as another burden.

You swallow thickly despite the lump which tries to keep you from speaking freely.

"I want...validation."

You hear him scoff and your heart falls.

Ah, you hate this.

You hate this so much.

But for some reason, you haven't shed a tear yet, despite it being so close to falling. Because you're keeping your head down and blinking it back from cascading. Because you know that once a tear falls, the rest will want to follow along and you can't have that.

You can't.

"I'm sorry if I sound needy, I know you're busy but—"

"Exactly." You blink. "We're busy, Y/N."

Why is he so cold? And why aren't the others doing anything to stop him? He may be the boss but they've always openly gone against him if they ever felt he was in the wrong. So why?

Why are you the only one suffering in silence?

"I-I'm sorry." Ah, your voice is shaking, you're starting to sound weak. You take a moment, pause, and clear your throat once again to push the heavy lump away. It's hard, so hard. "Then tell me what's wrong, how I can fix this. Please, communicate with me so I know what to do. It's confusing being left in the dark. Communication is key to a relationship and I want to fix it before it's too late."

Silence.

Complete, utter silence.

You hate this.

It's almost as if you're in a circus, putting on a show, while the audience watches in silence and has no reaction whatsoever.

You feel so embarrassed and filled with shame but you want to work this out, you do.

The question is, do they?

You're scared, so scared.

Even more scared than when you had to deal with that man mere minutes ago.

This sort of fear can never compare and you're so scared to make things worse.

Almost as if you can't take the silence anymore, you fall to your knees, head lowered, and Namjoon's eyes widen as you place both hands on the floor and your head follows along.

"Please." You're begging, and they can hear the breaking in your voice. "Please, I...I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Begging on your knees, apologizing for things you have no idea what for. But you're desperate. If you've done anything wrong, you have to apologize, whatever it was. You feel so embarrassed, so shameful, but no one's doing anything and it feels as if the whole world is crumbling.

Perhaps you're too desperate.

An idiot still hopelessly in love, begging on her hands and knees for ones who seem to have already moved on.

"...So shameful," Namjoon utters and your heart shatters.

This is it.

This is the end.

You raise your head, taking a moment to yourself, and they watch as you wipe your tears away, before you pick yourself up. You try your best to make it seem as if your leg isn't killing you, you try your best to look composed.

Tears still fall from your eyes but this time you don't stop it because you know it's of no use.

Just like you.

Hands still trembling but for another reason, you reach for your finger. And when the ring slides off your finger, you almost feel as if a part of you is released from the pain, the suffering. Yet at the same time, they all come rushing right in as if a storm of emotions and you tremble upon not knowing how to deal with this. It's never been easy but they've always made things better.

Yet this time you only have yourself to rely on.

You only have yourself.

You look up at them, as if wanting to reaffirm their answers, and when no one says anything, you swallow thickly.

"Then..." You place the ring on the coffee table and turn to Namjoon. With one last smile filled with so many tears, you say, "Let's divorce."

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"Babygirl! Y/N! Stop!"

You stop upon the familiar voice of Hoseok's and take a moment to think about this. But Hoseok needs an explanation. After all, he wasn't there that night when you declared your marriage was over with Namjoon, along with severing your ties with the rest of them.

So you turn to your butler and hand him your suitcase before greeting Hoseok.

"Hoseok," you smile, "the doctor hasn't released you yet, so why are you running? You'll hurt yourself."

"You..." He can't believe you can act as if all of this was okay, that all of this had been inevitable from the start. Tears are forming in his eyes and it's the first time you've seen him look so broken, so betrayed. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asks. "You should have told me you were hurting. If you were hurting, I could have done something to knock some sense back into their heads but instead, you kept silent. Why...Why..?! Why would you keep silent about all of this?! Did you think I'd react the same way they did?! Do you not trust me?!"

"Hoseok..."

It's the first time he's shouting at you.

He's angry as hot tears fall from his eyes.

"Why couldn't you trust me, Y/N? Why was I the only one left in the dark?!" He takes your hands, holding them tightly and you can see the desperation in his eyes. Just as you were that night. "Stay. Please stay," he begs. "We can work this out. We can talk this through and love like how we used to and—"

"Hoseok." You cut him off and he stops, tears leaving his eyes, and it hurts seeing him like this.

It's the first time he's trying so hard to stop his tears but understands that he can't do anything. And that hurts him even more. "Why..?" His voice cracks. "Why....?"

The hands which hold yours lose their strength and you take that moment to lay a hand on top of his. He's shaking, hurting, but you make him look up at you.

"I'm sorry Hoseok but..." A tight smile, so broken, and Hoseok realizes just how much pain you had to go through while he was left in oblivion. "I'm tired," you say.

Softly.

A sigh.

With so much pain carrying your voice.

It's the last thing you say before you leave him.

Them.

Where did it all go wrong?

take five

pairing: yoongi x reader

wordcount: 10k

glimpse: dr. min yoongi’s a board-certified dermatologist; skilled, renowned, and in-demand — oh and also, he’s divorced.

alternatively, you’re yoongi’s nurse and you have a crush on him, and he gives you five chances to ask him out — he never said anything about accepting though.

[ angst, fluff, unrequited love, so much pining ]

notes: inspired by yang seok-hyeong and choo min-ha’s dynamic from hospital playlist!! you don’t necessarily have to watch it in order to read this :D this idea has been sitting in my notes for like a year now (yikes) and i’ve only found the wILL to do it now!! took a short break because i’ve been mostly just pumping out stem koo for the past months, but here’s a yoongi piece to cleanse everyone’s palate!! this has got to be one of my favorite pieces ever hee-hee

as always, lmk what you think <3 send in feedback/requests/love to my askbox anytime!!

[ part two ]

“Now where the hell did you hear that?”

Yoongi looks at you incredulously and for a moment, you think you’ve actually hit homerun with your stupid myth of the day because not only does he roll his eyes at you, he also scoffs and stops in his tracks.

“Just somewhere,” you mumble under your breath and hope that Yoongi doesn’t ask you for the exact source and citation because he already looks irked with what he just heard. “But they say it’s true though! If you don’t immediately drink water when you start having hiccups, you would have a breakout the next day or hours later, even.”

There is bliss in ignorance.

There is bliss and beauty in ignorance and it comes in the form of knitted brows and an agape mouth on Dr. Min, his eyes trained on you as if you asked him the stupidest question he's ever heard (you probably did) in his career and perhaps his lifetime.

Every week, from Monday to Saturday, Yoongi comes to his own clinic between the window of 8 to 8:15 in the morning wearing a bucket hat and his choice of clothing to wear under his white coat. Only his right hand would be occupied by the Louis Vuitton Keepall Bandoulière 45 bag, which he later tosses as soon as he enters the clinic and see his employees scramble to catch and save it, just to give himself a little chuckle every morning. He really couldn't care less if none of them manage to catch it, but it's kind of nice having a pointless yet joyful routine.

Additionally, every week, from Monday to Saturday, you come to Serendipity Aesthetics at 7:00 AM to drop off your things so you could walk to the expensive coffee shop to buy equally overrated coffee because after all, your place of work is in the heart of the luxury district. Between the window of 8 to 8:15, Dr. Min walks in and throws his designer bag into the air, to which every employee tries to catch so there wouldn't be a single scratch (but everyone knows that he literally wouldn't care if nobody could save it), and every single time, you're the one who catches his bag.

Also, every week, from Monday to Saturday, you make sure that you're Dr. Min's first interaction of the day.

It always starts with a pathetic skincare myth that you ask him to verify while he either confirms or denies it for you while walking to his office, giving him his coffee that you buy with your own money. It originally started with you searching compilations online and eventually, they got so boring and repetitive that you started making up your own.

The more ridiculous it is, the more reaction you get from Yoongi.

You quickly learned that by now and every morning, you get to see the way he furrows his eyebrows and you're convinced that if you say your myth in a defensive and completely-swayed tone, Dr. Min would actually look at you to deadpan.

This time, however, you probably struck gold.

"I would actually fire you if you even thought for a second that it would be true."

Granted, maybe the gold you thought you've struck is just plated and would turn green overnight.

"Very funny, Dr. Min. No explanation today?" you try to coax one from him because the door to his office is looking especially near and he doesn't allow you to enter anyway.

"I think it's pretty self-explanatory that I studied to be a doctor for more than a decade, have my own clinic, and threatened to fire you for your useless myth of the day, don't you think?" he hums lowly, wiping his finger to press his code onto his door.

"You do have a point," you sheepishly mumble at being outed more harshly for your tactics, "can I ask you something else though?"

Yoongi's eyes are glued on his phone as he just waves you off to both shoo and acknowledge you at the same time, leaning his weight to the door so he could both watch the highlight reel of a show he watched just last week and carry his bag.

"Later. I'm busy."

"No problem!" you stammer because you're not sure if you're ready to ask him anyway, wordlessly pushing the door open for him because he's deeply immersed on his phone. "Can I ask you over lunch? I-..."

... know a place.

Yoongi's door already closes on your face as the result of him kicking it backwards as he enters, making you take a step back to gather yourself.

You are not ready at all to ask him.

It's no secret that you have a crush on Dr. Min. Not at all. Practically everyone knows how head-over-heels you are for him; even the man himself actually.

It was embarrassing at first when it sinked into you that everyone collectively knows how you trail after him like a stray kitten whose gotten their first feed of the day, but later on, it’s something you actively and unnecessarily took pride in.

That way, you could ward off any other people in the clinic who has an eye on him! Dr. Park says that it’s the equivalent of a dog peeing on a fire hydrant within a street that nobody likes to walk in, but you just dismiss his comment as per usual. You’re sure that it’s impossible that no one likes him a little more than usual as an employee would, but perhaps they’re just not as showy as you are.

You can't pinpoint exactly why you have a crush on him because truth be told, you liked him in entirety. It was gradual, sure, but you liked him as a whole even from the start. Something about him’s so pulling that you find yourself complaining silently sometimes.

Liking him is easy. The variables aren't.

It just so happens that Dr. Min doesn't like you in that way, or in any way at all, but that’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with that. Everybody starts from zero at one point.

"Not to burst your bubble, buttercup, but you do know that Yoongi used to have a wife, right?"

Jimin, the cosmetic surgeon of Serendipity Aesthetics and Yoongi's business partner, asks you. He has no ill intent — he actually finds it adorable to see you pining after his best friend who's done nothing but turn you down.

It’s harsh, entertaining, but not laughable. Even the secondhand embarrassment and heartbreak makes Jimin look away whenever you ask Yoongi about his weekend. It’s a game of cat and mouse, but the only difference is that the mouse is unfazed and untouchable, and the cat's scared yet determined.

Coincidentally, Jimin's your childhood friend. Both his and your parents would assign him to watch over you even if he's just some years ahead of you. It even strengthened the bond of you treating him as an older brother and him fulfilling the role well, just as annoyingly.

Your communication hasn't been consistent especially when he entered medical school, which is why you've rarely ever heard about Yoongi before you even worked here. None of it matters though because it feels that you’ve been with Jimin for a lifetime in a literal sense, feeling a stroke of fate because somehow, he’s the common string that bridged you and Dr. Min unknowingly.

You like him a healthy amount. In a very respectful, healthy, almost pitiful amount.

"Yeah. I knew that," you sigh dejectedly, stirring your iced coffee that’s already gotten too watered-down for your taste. “She’s the model, right?"

How could you not?

How could you not know who Dr. Min’s ex-wife is because even before you worked in his and Jimin’s clinic, you’ve already heard of her?

You once saw her in an LED billboard once at a prime spot in a busy street. You saw her face on a promotional liquor poster in a convenience store without knowing that she was the wife of your then-crush (who you didn’t know yet) at the time. You see her large signature on the wall at a restaurant you regularly eat at but don’t have the appetite for nowadays.

"Mhmm, Jihye."

Jimin hums in agreement, spooning a portion from your plate and into his mouth because you’re too preoccupied to swat his hand away.

"Is she your best friend?"

Jimin rolls his eyes playful at the tone of your voice who’s suddenly gotten meek. "No, that's you, buttercup.”

You atleast feel comforted that Dr. Min’s ex-wife, whom you barely know, hasn’t managed to snatch perhaps your favorite person in the whole world. She once had Yoongi and that’s something you can stomach because it’s their life you’re not a part of, but something tells you that you’d be a little more bummed to know that Jimin and her are close just like the two of you.

“We were friends at best because I'm close to Yoongi and well... y'know..." He coughs awkwardly, eyes hesitantly looking up at you before he buries his face to the noodles to the point he could feel the steam rise to his face. "I was the best man at their wedding."

Jimin notices the way your mouth is just fixed on your dumpling, unmoving. It's only rare that you ask him about Dr. Min because there's always the guilt that you're just using your friendship with Jimin as leverage to know more about his colleague, but in the few times that you do ask about him, it always has something to do with major facts you can't immediately grasp your head around.

"Don't worry! They were in a relationship for three years, and only married for one. They knew each other even before Yoongi became a resident."

"That does not help me, Jimin. At all."

He only sheepishly scratches the back of his head, going back to his words which he now realizes did nothing to make you feel better.

"Relax. If you say something superlatively dumb enough for your skincare myths, he'll probably take the hint and date you out of pity."

You unclench your mouth on the dumpling, finding no will to chew it now that Jimin, once again, opened his mouth. "Made it even worse, actually."

He's no stranger to you feeling bummed but he knows that he's somehow in a bind because he's in a point of conflict between you and Yoongi, both his best friends. He can't exactly give you false hope in order to cheer you up, but he can't lie either and say that you don't have a solid fighting chance with Yoongi.

You're frowning but he knows you understand, well-aware that you'd recuperate soon enough.

"Cheer up. Just ask him out and if he denies you, then be it! I had a hand in designing this clinic, remember? It's big enough for you to avoid him."

"Not sure if I should feel inspired or discouraged," you tut under your breath, pressing your forehead down the table so you could ignore him while he leaves you alone. "Thanks, Dr. Park."

Jimin rolls his eyes at the nickname you use to spite him and only call him when the other employees are around, in which case there aren't, just because he did the equivalent of making you gulp orange juice after brushing your teeth like his sudden "I was the best man at Yoongi's wedding" revelation.

You don't know how long your forehead's been pressed to the table but it feels long enough to the point you hear a familiar set of footsteps you didn't anticipate to come this soon, immediately straightening your posture.

"Dr. Min! You're here!"

Yoongi looks up from his phone and nods, completely unsurprised that you're here in the breakroom at the exact moment that he comes in.

"Dr. Park bought everyone lunch today, yours is in this bag," you gesture to the meal you've separated and took the initiative of writing his name on so no one would "accidentally" claim it for themselves because it's always the one with the extra sauce and napkins.

He only hums as he plops down to the seat parallel to the paper bag, not registering it at all that you did it on purpose so he'd be sitting beside you. You didn't actually think he'd fall for it, but it's one of the times you feel indebted to his eager attention to his phone because he doesn't notice.

Yoongi sets his phone down on the table as it's held up by his convenient popsocket, immersed in slurping his own noodles to be oblivious of you who's close to losing your shit right beside him.

The opportunity is sitting right next to you and you didn't expect it to come this soon because if you knew that Dr. Min would be setting off your tentative plans unknowingly with how everything's coming to place, you probably would've rehearsed endlessly in front of a mirror.

"Can I ask my question now?"

Dr. Min's in the middle of chewing when you ask but he doesn't flinch, already aware that you ask him so much questions within a day that he feels like he's working with a nosey toddler.

"Go. You're gonna ask it anyway," he replies monotonously and continues chewing, bringing more noodles to his mouth even if his cheeks haven't deflated yet.

His nonchalance is what simultaneously intimidates and eggs you on, finding the words leaving your mouth with no filter at all.

"Can I ask you to go out with me? I'll only ask you five times and after that, I'm gonna get off your tail."

There's no beat of silence because Yoongi keeps chewing and you're sure you heard a chuckle in-between, looking at his side profile while holding your breath. You're just about to apologize for crossing a line you've been toeing for the better portion of a year when he looks at you once, briefly and lazily.

"Okay."

The word doesn't immediately click in your mind as you stumble with spelling out the letters in your head. Are you hearing it right? Is this just a side-effect of Jimin randomly clapping his hands beside your ears when you're getting groggy?

"O-okay? As in, yes?"

"Okay as in yes, you can ask me to go out with you," Dr. Min clarifies calmly, a ghost of a smile appearing on his lips when he sees the favorite part of his show appear on-screen. "Asking me to go out with you is different from going out with you."

You're shell-shocked because that's exactly what you asked of him and you're even more surprised that he interpreted it as such, the weight of his approval now dawning on you.

"Of course."

Yoongi only hums but he can't bring himself to get another bite because you don't let a second go to waste, seeing your face plead closer to his peripheral vision that he only manages to give you a side-eye.

“Can we go out later, Dr. Min? I actually checked your schedule and you have nothing booked past 4 PM!”

You try to tone down your excitement and you're glad that the expectation of him answering you in the first try is only an afterthought, because he shoots you down twice as quick as you asked.

“No.”

“Do you have plans tonight then?” you prod with a gentle smile, trying to see if you can sway him even in the slightest.

“Nope.”

“Then why don't you wanna go out with me?” there's a light-hearted frown on your face and as much as you know that it won't elicit a reaction from Dr. Min, it's only playful. There's no real accusation nor anger behind your tone.

“Because I don’t, Y/N," Yoongi actually chuckles and he looks at you as if you're the silliest goose he's ever come across a pond. "You’re on closing duty later, bye!”

( ♡ )

“Good morning to my favorite dermatologist in this whole wide world!”

Yoongi hears you greet him cheerily and it almost makes him flinch because you materialized out of nowhere. He's about to scold you for doing that because who knows if you get mistaken and accidentally give a faint-hearted client with the shock of their lifetime, he really was about to — but he sees his cinnamon bun on your hand (courtesy of Jimin telling you his favorite dessert for the price of one cheek kiss), and all the words melt from his mouth.

“Good morning.”

Dr. Min almost snatches what you're holding and you almost huff, trailing beside him as his fingers quickly undo the familiar teal box packaging of his favorite pastry.

“You forgot 'Y/N, my favorite nurse in this whole wide world'.”

“No, I’m pretty sure I didn’t forget anything," he adds for good measure but something doesn't quite fit because as much as his hand is holding a box that houses his favorite type of sweet, his other hand doesn't feel warm. There's no cylindrical cup on his hand that makes his palm just the right amount of toasty and he realizes it the hard way because he raises his hand, ready to take a sip of a whole lot of nothing.

"Where's my-"

“Here’s your coffee.”

"Thanks," Yoongi feels the familiar warmth in his hand in a second and he sighs in relief inwardly, but there's just something off. Feels that there's something actively off because it's definitely more warm than what he'd feel in his regular cup. "Huh? Why is it in a mug?"

He wonders out loud and the sight of the ceramic mug is enough culture shock from the usual lidded paper cup he sees almost every morning, looking at you as if you've told him the worst insult known to man.

You didn't exactly think that Dr. Min would react as differently as this because Jimin said that coffee is still coffee to him, but in the process, you've directly forgotten that your friend told you right after Yoongi's coffee preferences — is that he tends to be a creature of habit.

“From the shop. I-I also bought the mug from the coffee shop so I can present it as this.”

You thought Dr. Min would be pleasantly surprised as he holds the too-expensive ceramic excuse for a coffee mug, but you don't know what to anticipate as he casts his eyes down.

GO OUT WITH ME? :), written in cocoa powder amongst the white froth, a product of going to the coffee shop extra early and having to fend off the red-haired barista with the bunny smile because he thought you were asking him out.

"Mhmm," Yoongi spends a second longer looking at the foam art before he takes a big gulp and effectively washes away what you significantly paid higher for than his usual coffee, trapping your wince at the back of your throat. You're looking at his Adam's apple and he looks just one gulp away from finishing it all, and he does right in front of you. "Can't. I'm taking my mom to go shopping."

You awe unconsciously as it's a known fact within the clinic that Yoongi adores his mom a lot and you see her quite often, having extra snacks being delivered personally to the employees each time because she's a nice and sincere woman.

“I can carry the bags?" you're only half-joking, a cheesy grin on your face, but Dr. Min only shakes his head at you and disappears into his office.

That's your second chance gone as quick as the latte disappeared into Yoongi's throat, but atleast you know that he doesn't hate the beverage and he can reuse the mug.

There's still some merit in your attempt somewhere.

There's never an empty instance in the clinic. It's always full. It's a little more high-end than most clinics and you could see it in the design and layout of the clinic itself, but it doesn't mean it's fully-exclusive. You see celebrities and socialites every other day and with the hands-on nature of your work, you're not as starstruck and bothered as you used to be.

There would always be more than a handful of VIP clients but that doesn't mean they're the only clientele. Serendipity Aesthetics isn't that snooty, and it's something you can manage with.

Your work's just as tiring as the doctors' and not a lot of people credit you for it, but it's something you shove to the back of your mind at the end of the day. You only scrunch your nose under your mask when you see the 73rd trustfund baby come into the clinic for the day, unfocus your eyes so you couldn't roll them when they manage to bring in their wealth that wasn't questioned into the conversation, and move on to your next patient.

You've just finished giving a diamond peel to a breadwinner mother (whom you've had a nice chat and laugh with throughout the process) when your eyes immediately lock in to the figure that knows no queues nor other clients as she walks past, walking straight to Dr. Min's procedure room.

And of course, you don't know whether fate is on your side or not, but you're the only assistant available to assist so naturally, Hoseok, the secretary, looks at you with a knowing nod.

You don't know what to expect when you come inside the procedure room, making yourself as small as possible when you knock twice briefly and enter, standing in the corner with your eyes trained on your clipboard.

Yoongi nods at you once in acknowledgement as his attending assistant, and you can barely acknowledge him back because the Jihye, who was Mrs. Min at one point, is in your direct line of sight.

She's sitting down but you can still see her graceful posture then with her shoulders pulled back and her hair framing her face perfectly. The casual sweater ensemble she wears is probably more expensive than your whole closet could be, but the gray of it doesn't dull her out at all. There's creases on the material since she's sitting down and is therefore not taut, but the wrinkles look poised on her figure nonetheless.

Her manicured hands sit prim and proper on Dr. Min's desk and you can't help but think how they used to look with a wedding band on her ring finger, your thought process making you look at his hands that are clasped right in front of him.

She smells expensive and important, just like how Dr. Min does. Not only do they have a figurative scent of gravitas surrounding them, but they also carry it literally. When they shared a home, have they started smelling like each other at one point? Does the intoxicating smell of daisies on Jihye become Yoongi's scent on his white coat at one point?

"What do you want, Jihye?"

You find yourself holding your breath in anticipation of hearing her voice in-person, and it's everything you've ever expected.

"Undereye fillers, please. I have campaigns and Fashion Week back to back so I need a touch-up."

Expensive, important, elegant, sweet.

Yoongi sighs under his breath, standing up from his seat to examine closer. You almost move to stand beside him to assist but you forget that of course, Dr. Min has his own penlight. You're paralyzed at your corner but you can't help but watch.

You watch him press Jihye's undereyes lightly with the pad of his thumb and then with his ring finger, assessing intensively but holding her lightly as if she's made of glass.

"They're not that sunken-in like usual. You still want a touch-up?"

Jihye laughs sweetly, putting a hand on her chest as she tilts her head up at Yoongi.

"Ah. You're still so sweet to me."

Yoongi doesn't indulge her with a laugh but instead just rolls his eyes, going back to his seat as he types into his chart. "Would that be all?"

"That's it for now," Jihye grins, clutching her purse to her chest as she rocks back and forth on her heels even if she's sat down. "Always down for a facial from you though."

"Jihye."

Yoongi clicks his tongue and gives his ex-wife a warning gaze, and just for the slightest fraction, you feel him turning his gaze to you. His gaze that's not for the purpose of feeling sorry you had to hear that, but rather for the purpose of telling his ex-wife that the two of them aren't alone.

"Yoongi."

She drawls sweetly and you could only look away because this banter of theirs doesn't concern you at all.

Dr. Min ignores her and looks at you, a firm line on his lips.

"Get me the materials, Y/N."

"Extra ice too! I wanna munch on some," Jihye adds as you're on your way out and you make the note of getting more ice from the freezer because she asked so, filling up a champagne glass neatly.

You wheel in your cart and you could only reply with a stiff nod when she thanks you eagerly, already plopping an ice cube to her mouth.

You wait as you see Yoongi become gentle, all from the way he injects the filler to massaging the skin underneath Jihye's eyes.

They're divorced and yet they look casual as they've always done this. They probably did and still continue to. They look like they still belong to each other.

You can't deny that Jihye's pretty and although you're not privy to details if she has work done or not, it doesn't change the fact that she's pretty. She must and is the prettiest girl in the world for Yoongi because obviously, he married her. Loved her. Maybe even currently love her even.

You feel silly. A little more silly than usual like what Yoongi points you out to be because after all, you're an assistant at work who's holding the tissues and the icepack, feeling as if you have the right to intrude or even be jealous of the fact that your boss, the one you have a pathetically huge crush on, is laughing with his ex-wife over an inside joke like what all couples have.

Like what all couples, divorced or not, have.

( ♡ )

Yoongi thinks he's actually managed to escape you.

He's in his procedure room simply because the airconditioner blows colder and not because he has a patient to meet at the moment. It's his favorite kind of quiet; no one's daring to knock on his door, no shoes squeaking, no you who keeps asking him questions at every waking moment you could find.

Come to think of it, not only did he barely see you today, but he also barely saw everyone in the clinic. It's unusual to say the least because for the hundred times that he passes by Hoseok, he now realizes that he barely occupies his position at the front desk. He's heard nothing from Jimin either whose office is just right next to his, unaccustomed to not having someone knock on his door until he budges and lets him in because the guy just wanted to hang out even in silence.

Actually, he doesn't know anyone's whereabouts at the moment. The clinic's full even at lunchbreak but it oddly feels quiet, making him put his phone down and debate to whether or not he should check up on everyone.

“Give me a facial, please.”

Yoongi practically jumps out of his seat when he hears someone pipe up from right behind him, goosebumps forming at the back of his neck as he automatically flinches.

He knows it's you but he didn't know it would be you who's sneaked up on him out of nowhere. Sometime in his whole thought process, you've already opened the door to his room without him noticing and he's badly reaping the consequence of not being perceptible enough.

"Holy fuck," he clutches at his chest from the shock upon seeing you that's slowly simmering down, throwing his head back, only to see you smiling at him gently as if you didn't age him atleast two years faster. "A facial?"

Yoongi grimaces at your crude plead, snickering to himself, but when he registers the weirded-out look on your face, he immediately remembers his profession and what you're actually asking from him.

“Yup! A facial.”

You seem to have no qualms about repeating your request and that's because you don't have any, feeling fully confident in yourself because you're certain that he can't deny such a trivial request at the time.

“Do you have a schedule with me? Have you paid to the front desk already?” Dr. Min asks you in succession and tilts his head at you, making his newly-dyed blonde hair bounce from side to side intentionally.

It's cute, really, but you didn't come here unprepared. After all, you believe that it's Dr. Min this time who owes you something.

“But it’s my birthday — you didn’t know?“

That throws him off the loop for a second and he doesn't even actually believe that it's your birthday at first, especially coming from you whom he believes is a big fan of bogus skincare myths and probably eats them for dinner.

He's about to ask you for some ID but the dots connect in his mind before he polices his employee over their own birthday; why everyone's been missing, why Jimin couldn't stay still the whole morning, why he's been seeing random balloons being held by patients in the waiting area, and why there's some bit of frosting left on the side of your jaw.

“Why would I know when your birthday is?”

“You hired me.”

You blink owlishly at what’s supposed to be an obvious answer but Yoongi reads it as being a smart-ass.

“I hired you for your credentials, not your birthday,” he rolls his eyes and you already know he’s fully recovered from the unintentional spook you’ve given him. "Actually, scratch that — Jimin told me to hire you."

You'd like to think that you'd get hired nonetheless if not for Jimin, but the thought lingers heavily on you. It leaves a bad taste on your tongue and you’re unaware that it shows on your face because for a second, Yoongi feels as if he should apologize because he may have took it too far. In full honesty, the whole concept of it only struck you now and you don’t know what to think of it, especially in a day you swore you’d only be self-indulgent.

You miss a single beat and the needier part of Yoongi’s guilt feels compelled.

“I’m-…”

“Nevermind. It’s okay! But it’s my birthday, and you told me that you give your employees a free facial as a birthday gift!”

Yoongi feels saved with your smooth transitioning but his eyes narrow once he recognizes the gist of what you’re saying, deeming it to be a little too demanding because all he wanted to do this afternoon was to lay back in between appointments.

"I can just give you a gift card,” he offers and he thinks you’re gonna accept the upgrade which is why he’s about to stand up and retrieve it from his office right this instant, being stopped abruptly when you block his way out of his chair.

“No. I want a facial.”

He hasn’t even started telling you that he has some designer gift cards in his drawer as well but you already shake your head no to what he was about to say, unrelenting when he tries to walk past you that only prompts you to hold your arms out horizontally.

“Fine. It’ll just be a quick one after the last patient and-...”

“Actually, your patient for this hour just cancelled because she has to appear in court for evading taxes or something.”

He blinks once, clearly unnerved. “Oh. Naeun? Again?”

Dr. Min hums to himself about taxes and turns his back on you silently, making you stammer in place because you don’t know if you’d accept rejection at your birthday this early into your attempt. You want to ask one more time if he’s still giving you a facial or not because you’re just standing there as still as an idle video game character, waiting for a prompt that would directly address you.

“What are you doing?” he asks you and you look straight to the mirror that’s in front of him, wide-eyed at being guilty for simply just standing in his presence. “Lie down already. I thought you wanted your birthday present?”

You realize belatedly that Dr. Min’s standing by his employee benefit because while he had his back turned on you because it turns out he was just preparing the tools and equipment he needed for your facial, not because he was annoyed at you and wanted you to take a hint by making you look at his back.

You've never been in this position, actually — the one where you're lying on the patient's bed and Dr. Min's looking down on you, the mix of a scowl and a small smile on his face just to appease you.

He's gentle. Much more gentle that you thought now that you're on the receiving end of his hands. Puts the least amount of pressure in holding up your head to put on a headband before setting you back down, his hands close enough to your face that you could smell the familiar scent of the clinic's hand soap.

You surprisingly melt when Dr. Min dots the cold cleanser to your face and rubs gently in small circles, expecting to flinch because of the overwhelmingly new experience, but there's just something in the way he caresses your face that puts you into ease.

“Jimin and the others prepared me a cake in the breakroom awhile ago.”

Your eyes are closed and you're relaxed and you don't entirely know if it's still a good look on you because Dr. Min's still rubbing in the cleanser, not entirely lying when he says that he's considering on rubbing in the lather to your mouth because he expected you not to talk this much considering he's already in the midst of giving you a facial.

“I pay all of you and you didn’t offer me any,” he mumbles in faux dejection, but the thought of having cake with the chocolate icing he's swiped from your jaw does sound appetizing.

“You were out on lunchbreak.”

You were out on lunchbreak with your ex-wife.

You withhold the last bit that you came to know because of Jimin, since he was on the way to Yoongi's office to invite him for your impromptu birthday lunch but couldn't even finish his invitation because Yoongi already uttered urgent lunch and Jihyo in the same sentence.

“Do you know what my wish was?” you speak meekly but Dr. Min doesn't notice the dimming hope behind it, one that's about to wear off sooner or later.

“Humor me,” he murmurs and that's when you hear the familiar beep of the steamer in your side, knowing that it would grant him 20 minutes of separation from you which he probably craves.

You've memorized it by now — steaming your face doesn't actually open your pores, and neither does washing your face with cold water close them. Steaming just loosens the pores which therefore allows products to seep in deeper and further.

Apart from that, there's one thing you've also come to memorize.

“That you’ll go on a date with me.”

Dr. Min chuckles and atleast you know that it'll soften the blow you expect by now.

“Nope. I’m watching a movie in the cinema with my friends tonight.”

You open your eyes and he closes them right back because it'll hurt to open with the hot steam, unconsciously doing it with a tut on his lips.

“It’s my birthday," you weakly offer with a pout on your mouth and you're oblivious to the half-smile Dr. Min has on his face because of course, your eyes are closed and have been threatened once again to be fired if you don't keep them closed.

“It’s my movie time.”

( ♡ )

Nothing’s going right.

You watched a movie last night with Jimin and it ended up having a cameo of Jihye, making the remaining thirty minutes in the cinema become a darkroom for all of your doubts and insecurities, while Jimin chews your remaining popcorn as silently as he could (because it would be a waste) while rubbing circles on your forearm.

You drank with him all night but he's counting his shots because he obviously has some clients to attend to the next day. It's not exactly a good look of being hung-over with his eye twitching as he completes a rhinoplasty at 1 in the afternoon.

Your car wouldn't be fixed for another week and when you hitched a ride with Jimin and passed by the shop, it's because your car's in the corner and everyone's working on a flashy blue Maserati, in which he made the off-hand comment that it looks like Jihye's but he isn't entirely sure.

Everything from last night until today makes you feel like you don't have control over anything at all. It's deflating and pitying and it adds to the ever-growing con list of what it's like to have a crush on your divorced boss.

So while Dr. Min's standing in his gown since he's assisting Jimin, and in turn you're assisting them and the two of you are alone because Jimin's still washing his hands outside, you ask.

“Go out with me?”

“Can’t.”

“Okay.”

Yoongi's eyes widen at your straightforward reply, cutting to the chase. There's no pleas, no rebuttals and most of all, there's no underlying curiosity. No sneak-handed question that inquires what exactly were his plans.

It's just a plain okay that he can't wrap his head around, making him look at you whose gaze is set on the patient's gown.

“It’s Jihye’s grandmother’s birthday today. She’s old-old — you get the point. Still thinks we’re together and we don’t wanna break her heart.”

He feels compelled to explain even if you haven't asked him remotely, preparing himself for any added questions you might have.

“M’kay. Have fun tonight.”

The question marks visibly float on top of his head and he doesn't know what he's missing, the opening of the door to the surgery suite signifying Jimin's entrance furthermore making his head cloudy.

“Yup. Gonna have a blast with my ex’s family," he says it either as a snide remark or a half-attempt in getting a reaction from you; either way, it dissipates into the air and he gets nothing.

You accept that nothing's going your way and it rarely does otherwise.

Yoongi keeps looking at you like he's never met you before.

( ♡ )

Yoongi enters the clinic, throws his bag into the air, and his eyes practically pop out of his head when he sees that it's Hoseok who's holding it.

Where are you?

It's emptying, almost. He's not hearing a skincare myth first thing in the morning and he doesn't have a warm cup of coffee on his hand, be it in a regular cup or a mug.

In fact, he's walking alone to his office and he feels the need to keep darting his head around because you must be hiding in one of the many vantage points you could spring out of.

There's a shadow set on the large couch, and he feigns his surprise that it's you who's gonna jump beside him any moment now, but it turns out to be the fake plant in the corner.

It's the big green fake plant they bought for accessories in the event that a patient of theirs would be allergic to a real one, and Yoongi's never felt this much annoyance towards an overpriced leafy hunk of plastic.

Jimin hasn't arrived yet but he assumes that it's because you're with him. You've got to be.

Jimin arrives sooner than anticipated as if to calm the curiosity in Yoongi's mind but immediately furrows his brows at him because he actually looks disappointed that he's here.

Yoongi peers at the empty spot beside his friend, even trying to peer his head further for the familiar package deal named you that he carried in mornings.

"Is Y/N with you?"

"No...?" Jimin tilts his head, genuinely confused that he's asking him about you, but is even more confused to learn that you're not here. "Is she with you?"

"No," Yoongi shakes his head no somberly, awkwardly standing as he tries to look behind him to see if you've already creeped your way there. "Weird."

He exits himself from the situation even before Jimin can question him and they both think it's the logical thing to do, especially since it's concerning you and they've been dancing around the topic of you for some time now — from the perspective of the one being crushed on and a potential love interest, the other being your best friend.

You come in some time later, still early before opening but Yoongi's not used to it at all. This is perhaps the first time he's seen you arrive later than he does, but he's conflicted if he ever wants that to happen again.

He's looking at his schedule for the day yet he can't help but peek at his window, anticipating a you who's trying to steal a glance but there's no attempts made, just walking straight past his office and into Jimin's next door.

Weird.

His whole day started off weird and his first interaction is basically omitted from his book because it doesn't start with his usual habit of fact-checking your myth, leaving a bitter taste on his mouth.

He has his own stash of his favorite snacks in his office but he plans to drop by the breakroom nonetheless after flying through all of his appointments before noon, instead accidentally (but thankfully) walking out to the whiff of your perfume because you just walked in front of him, entertaining a client that must be a walk-in.

"Taehyung?"

You walk to the familiar face you probably last saw just a few weeks ago, seeing his face register you belatedly in warmth and relief.

"Y/N, there you are! I was about to start knocking on every door to look for you," he sighs and you know he sincerely means it, thankful you've showed up just in time because he probably would've caused a ruckus by doing that.

"What do you need? I fell asleep early last night so I didn't get to answer your call."

Yoongi thinks that if he stands still enough, he could be mistaken for a fake plant with a white coat. He tries his best to fix his eyes and not be caught eavesdropping and looking, but that doesn't necessarily mean he's the best at it.

This guy calls you? At night too?

"Just my lobes. I need you to stitch them up back to normal. Tried the rubbing oil method for like a month but it barely did anything."

"Ah," you hum in recognition, gently taking Taehyung's earlobe into your fingers that makes him tilt his head to you in obedience so you could examine it closely. "You only had small gauges. 10G, right? 2.5mm is something I can work on alone."

Yoongi manages to conclude that you're somehow familiar and acquainted with this Taehyung guy, easily taking him under your wing and into an empty procedure room as if the two of you do this everyday.

It's a minor procedure. Local anesthesia and some stitches and Taehyung could walk out in less than an hour. Normally, if the gauges are bigger and therefore the earlobe's more stretched out, Jimin's called in to operate but 10G is something you can do without supervision, meaning that you and said guy would be alone together in the procedure room.

“Need help?”

As a doctor, Yoongi's just offering his supervision and guidance — that's all.

Taehyung's already well-acquainted in his position and so are you, the past fifteen minutes he's spent talking and hyping himself up to stroll in as casually as he could already meant giving you much leeway in between.

“No need doc," surprisingly, it's Taehyung who answers, a warm smile on his face which makes his shoulders vibrate in the slightest to which you tut at him. "Y/N’s used to this already.”

Yoongi's surprised but he doesn't let it show, clicking in his mind that the guy seems like a familiar face he's seen before but he can't place it exactly.

“Oh. Are you a regular in my clinic?”

“Hmm? Oh, no! I’m a first-timer here. I just meant that Y/N’s-“ he gets cut off and it's because you bump your knee into his to stop talking and moving, your voice finishing up his small explanation. "Used to stitching him up."

Tae's kind of scared to talk even more because after all, you're the one who's holding the needle to his ear, not wanting to unintentionally test you further so he just whispers to Yoongi instead.

“Exactly what she said.”

Yoongi feels like he's barging into a couple's business whom he's not a part of. He's seeing you in action as you reconstruct Taehyung's earlobes and that's where the familiarity hits him, quietly awing to himself.

Isn't this Taehyung guy famous?

You didn't take his offer up for help but he still shadows you, maneuvering himself behind you instead of standing by the door alone, not even pretending to give you pointers to fill up the uncomfortable silence (for him) because you both know you're doing a great job.

“Hey, remember when I thought that guy was flirting with you in the bakery?”

Taehyung suddenly pipes up and you have to hold still with the needle in your hand, shoulders shaking in a slight laugh.

“Of course. You ended up punching my brother.”

The two of you fondly laugh and it feels extra humorous because the two of you are trying not to move your bodies to the best of your abilities, seeing his cheeks turn red from trying to stifle his laughs as much as he could.

“He didn’t know whether he’d feel mad or proud of me that time.”

Yoongi turns up the light brighter that focuses on his earlobes that makes Taehyung squint. Normally, that's his non-verbal way of saying that the two of you should not be a having a moment right now, especially with him in the room.

He quips his lips to the side but stays quiet, his once-stable breaths dragging out extra slow.

“You free tonight? Minhyung’s staying with me for a week," he complies when you ask him to turn his head slightly, getting a response to his offer just as quick.

“Yeah, sure! Missed him anyway. He’s how old now?”

“Seven. He pokes fun at me now.”

The reminder of meeting Minhyung when he was barely a toddler versus the comparison of bullying his older brother now makes you laugh, remembering all the fond interactions you've had and continue to have with him. Just last month, Tae called you in the middle of the afternoon because Minhyung was suddenly looking for you.

You wrap up quickly and you wouldn't realize if not for Dr. Min who's been standing behind you almost the entire time, a barely-audible bite to his words. "He's finished."

Dr. Min beats you into relaying the aftercare instructions and follow-up check-up, the lax nature of how he usually explains being a stark contrast to how he sounds quick right now.

Taehyung's oblivious to the difference you could notice but he listens nonetheless, bidding you with a sweet warm smile as he exits the room.

“Thanks Y/N, see you later!”

Dr. Min shuts the door behind him and proceeds to clean up the station you've worked on, getting you into work because you don't quite understand why he even came in here in the first place.

“You didn’t tell me you had Kim Taehyung the model for a boyfriend.”

He passive-aggressively murmurs but you catch it, thinking nothing of the unusual nature your superior is exhibiting.

“You know him? He’s that famous now, huh?”

Yoongi, however, freezes. It's far from your easy chuckle and way further from the territory of peace because his face morphs into confusion. “What? I was kidding with you. He is your boyfriend?”

"What?" your eyes glaze at the odd joke you wouldn't have bothered correcting in the first place because you didn't think he'd ask, much less assume, in the first place anyway. “Oh no, he’s my ex-boyfriend.”

Yoongi genuinely doesn't know what to feel about that.

Is he frustrated over the fact that Taehyung isn't your boyfriend at the moment, or is it over the fact that you're exes and therefore share history together in a way he can't decipher?

He doesn't meet your gaze, the pettiness running through his bones before he could register it as such.

“I don’t believe that. Pretty sure no one would go to their ex’s place especially at night.”

The words he's just uttered basically tells you that he's eavesdropped well and even added his own analysis to it, feeling offended because as what you can recall, you didn't even ask him for his own take.

“I’m hanging out with him and his little brother.”

“Still. No one does that.”

You play off the offense you feel into nonchalance, gritting your teeth as you disinfect the area for the next patient.

“You can be friends with an ex, it’s possible, Dr. Min,” you wipe extra hard at the bed, not even knowing why you feel defensive for a situation that doesn't even involve him. “We didn’t break up in bad terms anyways so it was more than plausible that we would be friends.”

He looks up inhumanely fast, eyes trained on you as if you've grown two heads within a second.

“That’s impossible.”

You humorlessly chuckle and that's the end of it, choosing to tune him out while you clean up as quick as you could because you don't even know if you could stay in a space with him any longer.

Yoongi finds it odd that you're not searching for his gaze, stopping right in front of you when you retrieve the remaining sanitary equipment.

“Have you even checked the schedule? You agreed to him so quick. Who knows, we’d probably do overtime.”

“Then I’m reminding you that I’ve never been absent ever since I started working here, and if we need to do overtime, I’m using my leave.

Dr. Min hardens his glare at you. “That’s against the law, I’m pretty sure.”

“I can ask Tae later, his mom’s a lawyer.”

You add harmlessly as it's the truth and it does make you curious if it's just his unknown pettiness or the law that's talking, seeing his eyes roll at your quip.

“Heh," he narrows his eyes and turns his back on you, quick hands moving into a blur while he goes on his way out. “The gauze’s contaminated now. Get a new one.”

Yoongi can't explain it but he feels like something's changed in his routine and in some way, it has something to do with you.

His entrance every morning feels weird and his arm wants to give out every time he throws his bag into the air because it's not your familiar face that squeezes in so close beside him even if there's plenty of space for you to walk on.

He finds himself looking through windows and wandering through hallways just to look for a trace of you, even if it's the little chocolate nibs you snack throughout the whole day or if it's your extra handkerchief that Jimin uses because he forgets his all the time.

You’re supposed to ask him anytime now, aren't you?

You've used four of your chances in four different occasions with no exact pattern to it, but Yoongi knows. He knows and feels that it's been too long ever since the last time you asked him out (that was two weeks ago) in the procedure room and he doesn't know when the next would be.

He's sure it's a tactic of yours. It must be. You must've been doing it in a certain method that trains him to miss you and look for you unconsciously, even if he's at home and not in the clinic.

Yoongi finds himself lingering around you and he doesn't know if he could just continue hovering and hovering in this way; in a way that's unlike yours because you're unafraid to stand so close to him, talk to him whenever you please, and trail around him like a lost puppy.

He thinks he's had enough when he sees you enter the clinic, just thirty minutes away from opening and goes straight to Jimin's office, walking out later in your scrubs that makes him audibly gasp in surprise.

You enter the breakroom and he finds himself tailing after you unceremoniously, not being able to wait atleast five minutes to enter.

You're just now eating your breakfast because you've had a late start to your morning, also waiting a little later for you to retrieve your car from the shop that took longer than what you initially expected.

You're mid-bite into your cereal when you see a shadow cast onto the table, looking up to see Dr. Min who avoids your gaze as soon as you catch him.

“Yes.”

You chew slowly and cover your mouth when he turns to you, arms across his chest while you try to swallow. “I’m not following...?”

He sighs heavily, not knowing he had to spell it out for you.

Yoongi sits beside you and scoots his chair closer to yours, leaning his face onto his hand that makes you confused even more on how he's willingly sitting this close beside you.

“Yes, I’m going on a date with you.”

You swallow your cereal without a fuss as it registers in your head collectively, a curious and inquisitive quirk to your lips that throws him off.

“I didn’t ask, though.”

“No, this is the part where you use your fifth chance to ask me out and I accept.”

It's quite entertaining to see Dr. Min act and talk so impulsively, not used to seeing him this frustratedly determined. “But I haven’t asked.”

Yoongi closes his eyes once, his shoulders relaxing.

“Then I’m saying yes for the four previous times you asked me.”

You snort to your cereal and you're thankful that it happens before you scoop another spoonful to your mouth, shaking your head somberly.

“That doesn’t count.”

Yoongi pouts childishly, his brows furrowing at the concept of you denying him this time and not getting what he wants.

“Yes it does.”

“I can’t take you out, Dr. Min. I’m actually a little short on some date money because I’ve been buying you expensive coffee every single morning.”

"Just Yoongi," he corrects but doesn't choose to comment on the fact that you haven't been buying him coffee for two weeks now and he's unknowingly formed a dependency on the coffee and you. “Then I’ll pay for the date.”

“Then that means you’re taking me out on a date.”

“I know, which is why I’m saying yes, I’m accepting-“

You stop the flow of words that makes Dr. Min frown even deeper, looking severely dejected but the guilt doesn't hit you as much. “You can’t. That wasn’t our deal.”

“Then ask me to go out with you.”

It's a suggestion he brings up softly, uncertainty lacing his features because actually, it doesn't sound like a suggestion at all — sounds more of a plead than anything.

“Hmmm,” you pretend to think even if you already had a concrete plan for the day. “I’m busy. Dr. Park needs me.”

Dr. Min clears his throat, sitting up straighter and looks at you.

“Please ask me to go on a date with you.”

“Dr. Park needs me.”

Yoongi exhales through his nose and stands up, straightening his shirt and rearranging the bucket hat on his head before he relents, leaving you alone.

You think that's just about the end of it, but you're wrong because you see Dr. Min pop into the breakroom the moment lunchbreak starts, picking up Jimin who's sitting beside you and ushering him out of the door.

"The fuck? Yoongi! Stop — stop pushing me! You seriously can't just throw me out of the-"

Your eyes are still fixed on the door that Dr. Min just pushed Jimin out of and locked him out entirely, barely glancing to the paper bag that he put in front of you.

He occupies the chair beside you and clears his throat once again, clasping his hands tightly.

“Five takes.”

"Huh? Dr. Min, did you seriously just-..."

Yoongi pokes your cheek to get you to look at him, effectively taking your gaze out of the door.

“Give me five chances to ask you out.”

You thought he wouldn't push it to this because you swore you know him — know him well-enough that he doesn't like you and wouldn't care enough to pursue you once you've stopped.

“Why?”

He blinks owlishly because you're still asking him why when he thought he couldn't make his intentions any more clear, the two weeks without the usual you making him realize it further.

“I could say that I’m asking you this so you could give me a taste of my own medicine,” his attempt at what's supposed to be a joke makes you scoff, later chuckling when he waves his hands around desperately to clarify. “But as much as my pride would like that,” he murmurs. “I uh, I do want to go out with you.”

Hearing it from him is surreal, to say the least. It's something you've never thought to hear and it's admittedly something you've given up on trying to hear not too long ago.

“No.”

“No?”

“I’m going grocery shopping later,” you tell him and it makes his eyebrows knit in confusion, lips opening apart as he understands.

Yoongi grabs the prescription pad that fits snugly to his white coat, handing it to you as he explains it could be something for you to write your grocery list on.

“Thank you Dr. Min,” you chuckle at the wholesome gesture, a lot of pages left when you could've settled for a single leaflet.

“Great! I’ll be seeing you-“ he stands up and claps his hands, effectively being stopped when you reach out for him.

Then he understands.

“No.”

“I have a rewards card that’s been accumulating points for years now! You can use it," he offers gingerly, a grin on his face.

“Thoughtful, but no.”

“I can drive the cart really smoothly and I can promise you that I won’t even bump to your foot once," he nods for a convicting effect, thinking if he'd pass this time.

“Talented, but no.”

“I can lift all the grocery bags in one trip.”

“Nice try, but no.”

“No?” Yoongi parrots you with a tilt on his head, a slight pout on his face that makes him look warmer.

“No."

Yoongi accepts it and nod his head, pulling himself out of his chair before he convictedly talks again.

“M’kay. That was take one,” he says it out loud to console himself, earning a surprised gaze from you. “Four more chances left, right?”

Yoongi wordlessly stands and grabs a plate from the cupboard, taking out the lunch he's bought for you from the paper bag and sets your favorite food (courtesy of Jimin for a price of one hug) there instead, setting and plating it in front of you.

He taps two fingers on your cheeks, a cozy smile on his face as he tries to earn himself a loving smile from you before he exits the breakroom.

“Four more chances.”

Set Me Free - Masterlist

Pairing: yoongi x female reader

Genre: arranged marriage au, angst, fluff, smut

Summary: Growing up as the sole heiress to your father’s fortune wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. In desperate need to escape your home life, you enter into an unexpected arrangement with the infamous Min Yoongi. Will the both of you be able to find freedom, happiness and possibly love?

Updates: No real schedule, but I try to update at least once every 1-2 weeks if possible

Taglist: Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist

My Masterlist

Chapters

1. The Arrangement

2. Reflections

3. Greys

4. Entry Wound

5. Gravity 

6. The Wedding

[General] Masterlist

Buyers Beware: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8  9  10  11  12  13  14  15

Summary: AU where whatever you write on your skin shows up on your soulmate’s too. Except when all seven members of BTS happen to be your soulmate… well, that presents a small challenge. Legally speaking.

Pairing: OT7 x reader (poly)

Word Count: 14k++

Genre: Soulmate AU, Neighbors AU, Idol AU

Tags: slow burn, polyamory, domestic bliss, possessiveness, overprotective bts, chaotic bts, chaotically whipped bts, moderately paced self-indulgent brainrot, perhaps eventually smut, crack

Status: ongoing

No Relations to Morals: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8  9  

Summary: You are a genius, a billionaire, a morally flexible business magnate— and by absolutely no fault of your own, also roommates with a demon. A few demon(s).

Pairing: OT7 x reader (poly)

Genre: Demon AU, roommates AU

Tags: lovers to enemies to friends, enemies to friends to lovers, chaotic(ally whipped) bts, possessiveness, overprotective bts, found family, domestic fluff, past infidelity, fake marriage, slight angst, eventual fuck or die/demons made us do it, crack 

Status: ongoing

Bang and Burn: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8  9 

Summary: After a few unfortunate run-ins with your bike, elite espionage agency BTS decides to flag you as “capture or kill”. Or fuck. Or marry. (Terms and conditions will probably apply.)

Pairing: OT7 x reader (poly)

Genre: Espionage/Hitmen AU

Tags: slow burn, chaotic BTS, chaotically whipped BTS, comedy, moral bankruptcy, annoying Namjoon into apoplexy, power exchange, friends to enemies, strangers to enemies, enemies to lovers, morally ambiguous characters, polyamorous, non-graphic violence

Status: ongoing

Day in the Life: 1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8

Summary: You have seven kids. Four husbands and three toddlers. So yeah, seven kids. 

Pairing: Hyung-line x reader (seokjin x reader, hoseok x reader, namjoon x reader, yoongi x reader)

Genre: Family AU

Tags: established relationship, fluff, domestic fluff, extreme fluff, comedy, domestic bliss, husband!hyungline, maknae line are spawns of satan (i.e. cute loving toddlers) 

Status: potentially ongoing

🔥 18+ masterlist here

A Place Called Home (Series Masterlist)

Genre: Hybrid!AU, Poly!AU?, Soulmate AU, romance, fluff, humour

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: vet!reader, Arcticfox!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Goldenretriever!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calicocat!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Rabbit!Jungkook

Summary: Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 11.5 (FLASHBACK)

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

EPILOGUE 

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min yoongi fic rec list (Ⅰ)

hello everyone as promised here's a list of all my favourite yoongi fics part two is coming soon I hope you enjoy them, please show love and support to these wonderful authors and their blogs 🥺🖤 some of these fics contain smut so no minors allowed, happy reading everyone ♡

s- smut a- angst f- fluff

First love, last love by @kithtaehyung s a (uni au pianist yoongi bad boy)

cyberslut by @kimnjss f a (fuck boy)

the truth between us by @jimlingss f a (enemies to lovers au)

somebody else by @jjkthclub a (husband au)

desolation by @yoonglespringles10 f s a (marriage au infidelity au)

the early shift by @hobidreams f s a (enemies to lovers au)

chasing the sunrise by @jjkthclub s (established relationship au)

are you still with him by @joonsgalaxy f a (roommate au friends to lovers au)

Baby, can I? by @btssmutgalore s

Ocean Drive by @btssmutgalore s a

take me home by @minyfic f a (neighbour au bad boy au)

put two and two together by @mingoyeob f a

intimidation by @luxekook f s (college au)

intensity by @luxekook f s a (established relationship au sequel to intimidation)

number 14 by @bubmyg f (basketball yoongi)

favorite player by @bubmyg f s (basketball yoongi)

show by @httpjeon s (boyfriend yoongi)

love grows where you go by @hueseok f s a (arranged marriage au)

the reality of falling in love by @hueseok a (best friends au one sided love)

away from you by @personasintro f s a (divorce au)

speak now by @vminity21 f a (groom yoongi best friend au)

Speak Now {Re-imagined} by @vminity21 f a (groom yoongi bride reader)

Can I touch your heart by @infireation f (neighbour au)

Cherry Blossom Trees by @borathae f s a (love triangle au) ft. Hoseok

Someone you loved by @borathae a

akrasia by @thelillzmonster s a (friends with benefits au bad boy au)

Skin Deep by @aquaminwrites f s (friends to lovers au)

shoot your shot @taesinferno s (college au fuck buddies)

fiend by @xpeachesncream s (ceo au)

Tell Me U Luv Me by @sxdmoonchxld s

not your fairytale by @yeojaa f a (brother's best friend au)

Tip of the Iceberg by @fortunexkookie f s a (Tattoo artist new relationship)

Redamancy by @delightfulserendipity f a (high school au)

is there someone else by @hisunshiine s

House of balloons by @moonnightyoongi a

I don't wanna love you by @moonnightyoongi f s a (college au)

fuck up by @thotantics s a (friends with benefits au) ft. Taehyung

Little Black Book: The One You Trust by @bluewhale52 s (strangers to lovers au)

be in love by @yoonpobs f s a (established relationship au)

first and last and always by @floralseokjin f s a (exes au holiday au)

Love yourself by @floralseokjin a (exes au)

Please be naked by @floralseokjin s a (fuckbuddies rebound au unrequited love) ft. Namjoon

Vehement by @bangtsblossom f s a (established relationship au)

No more by @gyukult f s a (one sided love secret relationship college au)

what we are not ; soulmates by @taecalikook fa (soulmate au established relationship au) ft. taehyung

Heartbreaker by @farfromsugafanfic f a (bad boy yoongi idiots to lovers au)

Like cat and dog by @army-author f

If you weren't my first love by @army-author a (friends au)

Forget me not by @jinfizz f s a (idol au)

sangria by @minstrivia s (marriage au)

Desolation Masterlist

Title- Desolation

Prompt- He thinks he found someone better than her, but is that the case really?

Pairing- IdolYoongi X Reader

Genre- Angst (So much of it), Fluff

Type of AU- MarriageAU, DivorceAU, InfidelityAU

Total Word Count- ¿

PG-13

Status- Ongoing

(New chapters will be posted every week)

Chapters

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

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love like that

Prompt: You fainted during your shift in the hospital. And Dr. Min, whom your colleagues have no clue of your relationship with, has to be the one to check up on you. Pairing: doctor!yoongi x doctor!reader Genre: fluff, fluff, lots of fluff, established relationship au, drabble Word count: 1.5k rating: pg-13 Warnings: reader’s disregard of own’s health, imposing of punishment, literal spoon feeding if it makes you cringe lol a/n: something light before I update aurora ;) wrote this in honor of my fave yoongi look so far which is pretty obv on the banner haha

As you come back to consciousness, your eyes flutter open, only to shut them close at the blinding hospital light pointed directly at your line of vision. The pristine white walls illuminating the ambience of the sickly familiar room only gave you a dizzy spell.

Still dazed with the remnants of being unconscious, you couldn’t seem to find the last bit of your memory and why you’re lying in a bed inside a familiar facility instead of being the one to check the patients up, yourself. With your eyes closed, you heard a familiar voice spoke, breaking the oddly cold silence, “You okay?” “Why am I here?” You manage to ask with your desert dry throat and a pounding head.

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📕BTS Fic Reads - 2021 Aug Pt. 1

Thank you dear authors whose stories have entertained me, made me cry when I needed to, and gave me that giddy feeling to add sweetness to my fic reading life.

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🥕 Ongoing - most recent chapter [as of date this list was posted] 🥕 Completed - completed one shots | series (Pt 2) 🥕 S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst

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MIN YOONGI

headcanons

✾ ✫ ❦   technologically in love | android! au — @jungshookz

✾ ✫  close to you | bad boy! au — @hollyhomburg

✾ ✫ ❦  baby, you can drive my car | mechanic! au — @/jungshookz

✾ ❦   suit & tie | office! au — @/jungshookz

drabbles

✾  first snow | established relationship + christmas! au — @sunyoonandstars

✾  winter wonderland | established relationship + christmas! au — @midnightbts

✾ ✫  please …  love me | confessions! au — @thatmultifandomhoe

one-shots

✾  all i want for christmas | ceo + single parent + christmas! au — @hayjeon

✾ ✫  we own the night | childhood friends! au — @/midnightbts

✾ ✫ ❦  a bit much | college! au — @ddaengtae

✾ ✫  black & white | college! au — @akinnie75

✾  churro chumps | college! au — @cinnaminsvga

✾  hug-o-gram | college! au — @/cinnaminsvga

✾ ❦  mixtape | college! au — @jungblue

✾  need a hand? | college! au — @cupofteaguk

✾  so i heard you like bad boys | college! au — @scriptaed

✾  s.u.g.a | college! au — @bangtanfancamp

✾ ✫  the redmail | college! au — @/scriptaed

✾ ✫ ❦  tsundere | college! au — @dovechim

✾ ✫  promises | complicated relationship! au — @anon-luv

✾  eight | confessions! au — @/cupofteaguk

✾  a boy like you | coworkers! au — @/cinnaminsvga

✾ ✫  romance is dead | established relationship! au — @dinoyoongi

✾  sue me | fangirl x idol! au — @v-hope

✾ ✫ ❦  book of the beasts : from the ashes | fantasy! au — @httpjeon

✾ ✫  orchid | fake marriage! au — @bubmyg

✾ ✫  vogue | fashion designers! au — @gukyi

✾   a heart full of love | high school! au — @/gukyi

✾ ✫  love lyrics | high school! au — @glassbangtan

✾  better place | hogwarts! au — @/cupofteaguk

✾  interconnection | hogwarts! au — @/gukyi

✾ ✫  the mystery of us | hogwarts! au — @/army-author

✾  the write ups | hogwarts! au — @/cupofteaguk

✾ ✫  first-date bait! | love service! au — @jimlingss

✾ ✫  the wildflower | modern royalty! au — @kidguk

✾ ✫  pursuing happiness | neighbors! au — @/akinnie75

✾ ✫  forget-me-not | secret relationship! au — @/glassbangtan

✾ ✫  if only | soulmate! au — @kpophostage

✾  see you soon | soulmate! au — @/cupofteaguk

✾ ✫  (so) far away | soulmate! au — @peppusae

✾ ✫ ink | tattoo artist! au — @/glassbangtan

two-shots / three-shots / series

✫  somebody else | cheater! au — @sincerelyourfangirl

✫  if you weren’t my first love | childhood friends! au — @army-author

✾ ✫ ❦  the singularity theory | college! au — @/dovechim

✾ ✫ ❦  cut me open | doctors! au — @/hayjeon

✾ ✫  wish out of water | genie! au — @/jimlingss

✾  dragon tales | hogwarts! au — @coffee-and-kpop​

✾ ✫ ❦  inheritance | hybrid! au — @jincherie​

✾ ✫  signed in black | soulmate! au — @yoon-kooks​

yoongi fic recs

this is a list of yoongi fics i’ve read and loved very much! enjoy. <3

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in honor of yoongi’s birthday we have put together the fics of our members for you to enjoy right in one masterlist. happy reading and happy birthday to min yoongi.

please note. we only compiled a few fics as the quantity that has been reblogged on this network for yoongi is too much to include in one post. with that being said, do not hesitate to look through our tags by searching for m;yoongi.

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fluff [❀] | angst [♛] | smut [❦] | series [✎] | oneshot [✓] | drabble [⊕]

back home | ❀ ✓

@agustdjoon

After having surgery Yoongi had to take a break from what he loved. Fortunately for him - and you - you were right by his side, helping him and encouraging him. 

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third wheeling | ❀ ♛ ❦ ✎

@untaemedqueen 

Min Yoongi is a strict man. Time is money to the CEO of Kisung Connected. He isn’t interested in conventional things or wastes of time. He’s an asshole. But, you didn’t realize until it was too late. Until you met him at the club and it changed your life forever.

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tea shop troubles | ❀ ✓

@namjin-fangirling-again

It’s one of the perfect days to run errands but those are soon forgotten when Yoongi needs help making orders for Valentine’s Day!

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taming temerity | ❦ ✓

@baepsaesbae

 /təˈmerədē/: excessive confidence or boldness; audacity || You try explaining Valentine’s Day to Min Yoongi, your incubus boyfriend that feeds on your sexual energy. At first he doesn’t understand the point, but if it’ll make you horny then he’s willing to do anything.

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speak now [re-imagined] | ❀ ♛ ✓

@vminity21

Your wedding day feels like a mistake, but what happens when you are about to marry the wrong person?

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slow | ❀ ⊕

@baojinnie

a soft yoongi drabble.

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eye to eye | ❀ ♛ ✎

@nixwrites

Having a unique soulmate bond isn’t easy but it surely is interesting. Well, as interesting getting glimpses of another person’s life from time to time can be but things take a sudden shift when you start working for the Royal kitchen, completely out of the blue. Blue roses, the only thing that you’ve seen from your soulmates eyes. Blue roses, the only flower that the King likes very much. You never really were the one to question why the things are the way they were but questions are all you have gathered after stepping up for the job of a royal chef. Yet, the most prominent one among them has to be it.

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a bean to pick | ❦ ⊕

@wheresmymoniat

Your boss leaves you and your most misbehaving co-worker, Min Yoongi to your own devices, muttering a vague, “bake a cake’. What could go wrong… right?

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nine thousand, seven hundred nineteen kilometers | ♛ ⊕

@coepiteamare​

you find love somewhere in between los angeles and new york and lose your heart in between paris and tokyo. (alt. maybe he’s the compulsion you can’t seem to shake, the ache that doesn’t fade even nine thousand, seven hundred and nineteen kilometers away)

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— Enjoy just a few of the amazing works by our members! Happy reading!

Fics List | Werewolf AUs - Jungkook

Decided to post a list of werewolf aus based on an ask received by @joonkookiemonster​ (who also has an amazing werewolf fic and it’s included in this list🥰)

Please note that the fics are NOT mine. I’m just a reader and I love collecting (if you’re familiar with Strengthsfinder by Gallup, “input” is one of my themes 😬)

DO show these authors love by reblogging their fics, giving them feedback, and engaging in any positive interaction you can think of! 🥰

S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst | 🥕- personal favorites

Note: if link to fic doesn’t work, click on author and go to their masterlist

🌷 I sometimes post a reaction/commentary in case reading reviews help  though not all because I’m a lazy blog writer 😭 so I just reblog on another sideblog of mine

🌹 total of 43 fics 🌹

All Through the Night @underthejoon​​ - series [½] | 5.7k so far | childhood best friends to lovers, royalty au | A, F, S  🥕

A Lone Wolf’s Howl @justimajin​​ - series [13/13] | 52.8k |  Werewolf AU, Bestfriend AU, Enemies/Rivals to Lovers | A, F, S, action 🥕🥕   

Alpha Jeon @pbandjk​​ - series [6/10] | 46.2k, so far | luna OC, alpha inauguration | A, eventual F/S [read on AO3]

Alpha’s Purity @suqakoo​​ - series [5/?] | 49.9k | hybrid au, alpha!jungkook, enemies to lovers, slow burn | A, S  🥕

Autumn; My Old Story @thedefinitionofbts​​ - one shot (part of a series) | 9.5k | Tonight, tomorrow night, and the night after, he’ll wait for you forever.  | A (this is very sad, no joke I cried 😭. But it’s beautifully written so please give it a chance if you’re in the mood for angst but read something fluffy after - like Cotton Candy, listed below)  🥕

B*tch @jungkooks-nut-is-tasty-in-busan - one shot | 5k | badboy!jungkook, alpha!jungkook x  bratty sex operator, enemies to lovers | A, S, F  🥕

Contentment @btsqualityy​​​ - one shot | 4k | abo dynamics, established relationship, domestic AU | S, F 🥕

Cotton Candy @velocitae​​​ - one shot | 9.7k | werewolf!jungkook x witch!reader | F, slight S, slight A (this is sooo cute!)  🥕🥕🥕

Crescent Bound @parkhabits​​​ - one shart (part of a series) | 12.3k | bestfriend au | A, S, F

Harvest Moon @sunshyngal - series [7/?] | 4.5k | abo dynamics, harvest season x hunt (worldbuilding is amazing) | A, S, F  🥕

His @taecas​​​ - series [31/?] | on hiatus, last update 2019, wolfmates  | A, F, S  (I know it seems too long and on hiatus, but it’s a great fic that’s worth reading)

Howling for You @fortunexkookie​​​ - one shot | 14.2k | horror, thriller, little red riding hood costume x fuckboy in a werewolf (😉) costume | S, F 🥕🥕

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chapped. myg

pairing: min yoongi x female!reader

genre: the softest of smuts, domestic!au, do not interact if you’re under 18 or uncomfortable with mature content

summary: having injured his shoulder and unable to preform, the only thing yoongi has to look forward to are your lazy mornings spent in bed

warnings: unprotected sex, sloppy kisses, bulging kink, slight size kink, body worship, the most disgustingly sweet fluff, soft!yoongi

word count: 3.3k, a baby fic if you will

note: this was written while yoongi was out sick, please enjoy some filthy domestic antics

Sharp aches tightening around his arm was what woke Yoongi from his deep slumber, stirring from sleep with a soft sigh once the familiar dull pain inflicted against his sore muscles.

Having undergone recent surgery he was left to fend for himself back at the dorms, the others embarking on tour without him. He tried to welcome the rare peace and quiet, giving him a chance to finally bask in the tranquility of their shared space without the loud chattering or playful fighting disrupting him in the background. He almost appreciated the emptiness, being able to concentrate on his music more and finally reading the books he swore to get back to but always left to collect dust in the corner of his room, but he couldn’t stop his heart from yearning the other boys, missing their overdramatic ways and pestering. He missed Jin popping in to make sure that he wasn’t overworking himself, Namjoon giving him advice on his new tracks, Jungkook playing video games with him when he was free; just the overall dysfunctional family unit they seemed to create in the messy dormitory.

Except - as he lolled his head over to the right - you were filling the void.

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something to hold on to (myg)

❦ word count. 17.7k ❦ genre. parent fic, fluff, angst, a bit of boob action ❦ warnings. illness, mention of hospitalisation, mention of minor character death, yoongi is kind of a dick sometimes, accidental(?) flashing ❦ summary. it’s not that you don’t like your job. on the contrary, reading bedtime stories to a certified little princess is something you still can’t believe you get paid to do. it’s just that between all the school runs, snow days and secret second hot chocolates before bed, you may fallen a little too hard for those dimpled cheeks and gummy smiles…. worse still, you’ve fallen for her father too.  ❦ a/n. merry christmas everyone!! this fic is a collaboration with the wonderful @underthejoon​ @kpopfanfictrash​ @suga-kookiemonster​ @junghelioseok​ @bendthekneetobangtan​ @lamourche​ and @hobidreams​. it’s late, lame and cheesy (and probably under-edited) but I like it that way. I hope you’re all having a fantastic holiday, wherever you may be <3 

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Third Wheeling

Third Wheeling | Min Yoongi is a strict man. Time is money to the CEO of Kisung Connected. He isn’t interested in conventional things or wastes of time. He’s an asshole. But, you didn’t realize until it was too late. Until you met him at the club and it changed your life forever.

CEO!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Chapters As Follows:

Chapter 1. 

Chapter 2.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.

Chapter 5.

Chapter 6.

Chapter 7.

Chapter 8.

Chapter 9.

Chapter 10.

Chapter 11.

Chapter 12.

Chapter 13.

Chapter 14.

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