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perfectly wrong | nine

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 3.1k

chapter warnings: cussing, angst, flirting, alcohol consumption, intoxication, a different side of taehyung?

notes: i’d say this has about 5 more chapters left before i wrap it up! ENJOY!

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ @gee-nee​ @enchantaeduniverse​ @miinoongi​ @thedarkwinterrose​ @levrantae​ @somewhereofftheglobe​ @jwlmnbt​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

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“Y/N.” The individual groans from the other side of the door. “Open up.” You feel like you recognize the voice, so you head to the door and peep through the hole to make sure. As soon as you open the door, he stumbles into your apartment, drunk as can ever be.

“What the fuck, Taehyung?”

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perfectly wrong | eight

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.4k

chapter warnings: cussing, lots of jealousy, angst, alcohol consumption, clubbing, dancing/grinding, petty y/n but we kind of love that since tae has been a real ass

notes: double posting tonight cause i’ll be revising the rest of the chapters for this & posting/revising off the grid tomorrow as well. ENJOY!!!! 

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ @gee-nee​ @enchantaeduniverse​ @miinoongi​ @thedarkwinterrose​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

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“Do you like any of these?” You asked Jin as you laid out a few logo designs for some merch you plan to make for the cafe. He sat at one of the cafe tables overlooking the designs, with Jungkook’s arms loosely hanging over his shoulders and his chin resting on Jin’s head. You occasionally glanced over to the counter, catching Taehyung looking over while he discussed something with Jimin, Jimin’s father and the contractors.

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perfectly wrong | seven

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 1.8k

chapter warnings: cussing, mentions of sex, yoongi being a good bestfriend, nothing too crazy cause the next chapter gets a lil crazy lol

notes: shit is about to go down, so please stick with me :) so grateful for each and every one of you showing love to this fanfic!!! it means the world to me 🥺

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ @gee-nee​ @enchantaeduniverse​ @miinoongi​ @thedarkwinterrose​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

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You continued to paint on the huge canvas posted up on the easel in the corner of your living room while Yoongi sat on your couch, scribbling things in his notebook for class. He decided to chill at your place because his roommate was getting on his last nerve and you offered for him to stay the night if he wanted to.

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perfectly wrong | eight

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.4k

chapter warnings: cussing, lots of jealousy, angst, alcohol consumption, clubbing, dancing/grinding, petty y/n but we kind of love that since tae has been a real ass

notes: double posting tonight cause i’ll be revising the rest of the chapters for this & posting/revising off the grid tomorrow as well. ENJOY!!!! 

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ @gee-nee​ @enchantaeduniverse​ @miinoongi​ @thedarkwinterrose​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

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“Do you like any of these?” You asked Jin as you laid out a few logo designs for some merch you plan to make for the cafe. He sat at one of the cafe tables overlooking the designs, with Jungkook’s arms loosely hanging over his shoulders and his chin resting on Jin’s head. You occasionally glanced over to the counter, catching Taehyung looking over while he discussed something with Jimin, Jimin’s father and the contractors.

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perfectly wrong | seven

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 1.8k

chapter warnings: cussing, mentions of sex, yoongi being a good bestfriend, nothing too crazy cause the next chapter gets a lil crazy lol

notes: shit is about to go down, so please stick with me :) so grateful for each and every one of you showing love to this fanfic!!! it means the world to me 🥺

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ @gee-nee​ @enchantaeduniverse​ @miinoongi​ @thedarkwinterrose​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

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You continued to paint on the huge canvas posted up on the easel in the corner of your living room while Yoongi sat on your couch, scribbling things in his notebook for class. He decided to chill at your place because his roommate was getting on his last nerve and you offered for him to stay the night if he wanted to.

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perfectly wrong | six

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 3.1k

chapter warnings: unprotected slightly rough sex, multiple orgasms, oral (f. receiving), mature language, cussing, hints of jealousy and tae’s petty comments

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ @gee-nee​ @enchantaeduniverse​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

Waking up at your usual 6:30am time, you feel so groggy from all the shitty alcohol you consumed the night before plus the physical activity that went down right before you got shut eye. But, you wake up and realize Taehyung is behind you, arm loosely tossed over your waist. You stare at him over your shoulder, your body slightly tensing up because you’re unsure if you should let this be or move so that he can get the hint.

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perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

So for years black girls have had to read fanfics where y/n was automatically described as being paled skinned with long flowing hair and blue eyes. We couldn’t relate to it exactly, it excluded us, it ignored us. But we read it cause it was all that was out there. Now when we start writing fanfics for other black girls to feel included and represented, now you all are saying that you ‘‘can’t relate to it” therefore don’t support black writers when we were supporting your work all those years even though you were acting like we don’t exist within these fandoms. 

perfectly wrong | five

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.0k

chapter warnings: unprotected, slightly rough sex, multiple orgasms, oral (f. receiving), some aggressive talk in bed/mature language, cussing, jealousy, alcohol consumption and intoxication, mentions of smoking, dancing/grinding, reader gets smart with tae again cause he’s frustratingly petty

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ @ppangiiroo​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

“Bottoms up, punks.” Hoseok cheers as you, him and Jungkookie tip the shotglasses back. Yoongi was already at the party to set up and get the party started, so you would probably have to get him caught up once you got there.

“Yuuuck.” You shivered as you felt the whiskey traveling down and burning your stomach.

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perfectly wrong | four

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 2.2k

chapter warnings: cussing, mature language, mentions of sex, jealousy

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

notes: yes, things will be picking up! i just wanted to have fun and show you a little bit of what your friends were like in this chapter, lol. also update, i’ve unpublished the story on my wattpad account cause i was getting nervous you guys were spoiling yourselves LOL :( lastly, BIG, big shoutout to @soulstaes​ for helping me out with my layout issue and for catching a few things in the past chapters! i’m trying to make my chapters better on here, i promise!

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You sat in the campus cafe, working on a sketch that you’ve been wanting to draw out for awhile now. The weather was absolutely perfect today, with the sun poking out to shower everyone with its warmth. It was nice being one of the few people in the cafe because it was mellow and quiet, besides the clinking sounds of cups and plates in the background. You hummed along to the Norah Jones song that was playing throughout the cafe’s speakers, erasing and fixing the little details of your sketch.

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perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

perfectly wrong | four

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 2.2k

chapter warnings: cussing, mature language, mentions of sex, jealousy

tags: @soulstaes​ @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​ @btsis7okay​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

notes: yes, things will be picking up! i just wanted to have fun and show you a little bit of what your friends were like in this chapter, lol. also update, i’ve unpublished the story on my wattpad account cause i was getting nervous you guys were spoiling yourselves LOL :( lastly, BIG, big shoutout to @soulstaes​ for helping me out with my layout issue and for catching a few things in the past chapters! i’m trying to make my chapters better on here, i promise!

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You sat in the campus cafe, working on a sketch that you’ve been wanting to draw out for awhile now. The weather was absolutely perfect today, with the sun poking out to shower everyone with its warmth. It was nice being one of the few people in the cafe because it was mellow and quiet, besides the clinking sounds of cups and plates in the background. You hummed along to the Norah Jones song that was playing throughout the cafe’s speakers, erasing and fixing the little details of your sketch.

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off the grid | reader x pjm

ongoing series | (f), (a), (s)

it was as simple as swapping places with a stranger from across the world to get away from everything back home. that is - until you meet Jimin. things become more complicated as he unfolds a new chapter in your life that you were initially trying to avoid. 

perfectly wrong | reader x fuckboy!kth

ongoing series | (f), (a), (s)

there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. somehow, the rules always get bended.

none active at the moment; working on a reader x vampire!jjk series.

perfectly wrong | three

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 2.1k

chapter warnings: cussing / mature language, mentions of sex, mentions of hickeys; nothing too crazy

tags: @soulstaes, @apollukee​ @imluckybitches​​​ (pls lmk if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

notes: so even though there’s more chapters posted on my wattpad account, i highly recommend you stick to my posts on here since i have been revising and adding a bit to each chapter that i have posted so far. please also show some love to my jimin ff called off the grid :) tysm!

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Your body clock is insanely accurate, especially having done this time and time again. Although you feel wrecked and tired as fuck, you still manage to wake up by 6:30am.

You never really stayed past 7.

You sit up and rub your face a couple of times before looking around the room to see where your pieces of clothing could be scattered. The curtains are drawn a bit now, and Taehyung isn’t next to you. Which doesn’t surprise you because he barely stayed in bed anyways.

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perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

chapter two

perfectly wrong | two

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 1.7k

chapter warnings: cussing / mature language, dirty talking and aggressive tae, rough unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, breast/nipple play, mentions of alcohol consumption and the scent of weed, slight angst or moreso you have a smart mouth but tae gets a lil bit smarter and pulls the attitude out of you.

tags: @soulstaes​ (pls lmk if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

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Here you were, in your shorts and cropped sweater, trying to look cute for the man who was just going to tear your shit off. You knew the process all too well - you get to his apartment complex, which is about a 10 minute drive away from yours, park in a guest spot and open the door using the code you saved in your phone from when Taehyung sent it to you awhile back. You step in and briefly look over at the security guy who’s sitting at the entrance, making sure no one suspicious is coming through. He blankly looks at you because he knows your face. He’s seen you here numerous times and he knows where you’re headed.

You were one of the girls.

You’re actually surprised you’re here right now. You suspected he was still at the party, and even if he wasn’t, he would be bringing another girl home. Aka miss girl who was all up on his lap.

“Hey.” He says, doing that smirk that he usually does as he steps aside to let you in. He’s still wearing the same clothes he was wearing at the party, which is giving off the scent of weed and alcohol mixed together. Nonetheless, he still looked good as hell in it and you tried your hardest to not stare.

“Surprised you didn’t bring home someone from the party.” He scoffs and shrugs.

“I mean I could, if you really don’t wanna be here. Just let me know.” He fired back, just to meet the level of your sarcasm. He turned on his heel and walked to his bedroom, hands in his pocket. You roll your eyes and follow him quietly. You awkwardly watch in the corner of his room as he pulls in the curtains to keep the street lights from coming in. “So, what is it Y/N?”

“What?” You snap back.

“You wanna stay or you wanna go?” You stayed silent, making him chuckle. “I thought so.”

“Whatever Taehyung.” While you drop your keys and wallet on his nightstand, you feel his hands snake onto your hips. You feel his breath against the nape of your neck, making the chills radiate throughout your entire body.

“Don’t be like that, Y/N. I know you wanna be here.” He says lowly. It instantly drives you insane that you feel yourself getting wetter by the minute. Such a damn shame that barely any talking needed to be done for you to feel this way.

“Oh yeah?” You respond with such a weak comeback, turning your head ever so slightly just to see his lips braze your neck.

“Yeah.” He whispers. His hand reaches down into your shorts, immediately placing his thumb on your covered clit and moving it in circular motions. You cock your head back as a small breathy, moan escapes your mouth, making Taehyung suck on your neck in its various places. At this point, you honestly don’t give a fuck if he’s marking you up with hickeys. The consequences can be dealt with later. “I know you want me to make you feel good.”

He turns you around to face him, his lips crashing into yours aggressively. He lifts you up without breaking the kiss, having you wrap your legs around his waist. He gently lays you on his bed and pulls away to take off his shirt before aiding you with yours and your shorts. You arch your back slightly, giving him just enough room for his long hands to unhook your bra and toss it across his room. His finger softly traces a line down the middle of your body, making you shiver at how light his touch is. He begins to plant kisses from your jaw, down to your neck, your collarbone, breasts, and inner thighs.

He wastes no time pulling down your panties just so his mouth can latch onto your area and suck all of its wetness. You feel your pussy throbbing harder and harder as the minutes go by. Taehyung is sucking you dry while gripping onto your breast and lightly pinching your nipples. You feel his tongue part your folds to taste a little bit more of your juices, causing you to moan his name louder.

“Tae, f-fuck!” You’re now resting on your elbows as your head tilts back, your feet placed on top of his bed. He’s sticking one finger into your pussy without hesitation, pumping it in and out like there’s no tomorrow. Then he proceeds to slip two, then three, curving it inwards right at your spot while the other hand is wrapped around your thigh, providing him with a good grip. He knew your fucking spot. Your breathing picks up enough to make you feel like you’re hyperventilating because you feel yourself slowly tipping over.

“Yeah? You’re so wet, cum for me.” He continues to suck on your clit as his fingers are now digging into your hips. You grip onto his hair like your life depended on it when you feel his tongue crazily licking in and out of your folds.

“Ahhh, fuck! Yes, yes, yes!” You yell out, your grip getting harder as you feel yourself finally letting loose and riding out your high. You tremble from underneath Taehyung’s grip, which makes him smirk as he releases himself from in between your thighs.

“Tell me what else you want.”

“I want you.” You whisper out of breath.

“What about me? You gonna beg for it?” He lowers himself back down onto you, this time giving your breasts the full attention they deserve.

“I want you inside of me.”

“Inside where?”

“My pussy. Please, Taehyung.” He bites his bottom lip before fiddling with his belt and taking off his bottoms. He loved seeing this look on your face; almost like you could literally lose it without him being inside of you. It literally drives him insane. He lowers his boxers, making his lengthy member spring out like some kind of jack in the box. The sight makes you dizzy, especially knowing he’s about to wreck you good with that thing.

He taps his hard cock a couple of times on your pussy before thrusting his entire being into your core. You jut your hips up into his, trying to keep up with his pace. Along with the sounds of him ramming into you, you’re moaning his name and whimpering all sorts of gibberish.

The neighbors must be having the time of their fucking life listening to this shit.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight. You feel so fucking good.” He groans as he tilts his head back and slows his pace down a bit. The way your walls wrap around his cock warmly and perfectly drives him wild. God forbid he cums right now; he wants this shit to last a tad bit longer. “Turn around for me.”

And so, you do what you’re told. You’re face up, ass down, with Taehyung holding your hands behind your back. He gives your ass one good smack as he’s pumping in and out, getting faster by the second. You’re screaming into his sheets because lord, do you feel yourself about to cum all over this man’s manhood.

“Tae, oh god! You’re gonna make me cum again.”

“Uh huh.” He rams harder into you. He’s getting rough with this shit - his huge hand keeping yours locked behind your back while the other is now in your hair to pull on it. “Wet the fucking bed.” He feels you cum all over his length, some dripping out of your pussy as he pulls out. He has to hold his breath and gather himself so that he doesn’t cum right at this moment cause the sight was unbearable. He still wants you to ride him, so he gets into position and leans back onto the headboard for you to hop on. You feel yourself get a little weak as you gather yourself and muster up the remaining energy you have to ride this man into the sunrise.

You quickly increase your speed, grinding on his length as you feel up on your own breasts. Taehyung hates to admit it, but he loves looking at you from this angle and swears this will do it for him. One hand is digging into your hip because it’s his signal for you to keep up the pace, while the other is around your neck.

“Fucking cum for me.” You spat out as you keep your eyes locked on his. His eyes are dark and full of lust. He licks his lips before biting onto his bottom lip to try and regulate his breathing.

“Yeah, just like that. Give this pussy to me.” He hisses and groans as your hips are loosely riding his length at this point. It’s a mess, but you know he’s riding out this high. You get on your feet, giving yourself just enough leverage to slow the circular motions. He tilts his head back with his eyes closed and groans loudly. “Fuuuuuuck! I’m gonna cum.”

“Cum with me.” You plead. You continue to ride his member in circular motions until you feel your knees buckle due to the orgasm that ripples through your entire body once again. He grips onto your sides tightly as he’s giving his last thrusts to ride out his orgasm while resting his head against your chest.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” He says as you both are now huffing and puffing, trying to catch your breath. You slowly fall into the space next to him, the sleepiness hitting you like a truck. Whenever you’ve stayed, you and Taehyung usually leave just enough space in the bed so that he’s not really touching you, nor are you touching him.

It was really like that.

But what’s different about tonight is the fact that even though you’re on your side facing away from him, Taehyung manages to plant a kiss on your temple, before planting another on your shoulder. He never did that shit, whatsoever. It was always the fuck session, then you both would be off to dreamland without really saying a word to each other.

“Sleep tight.” He whispers before shutting off the lights in his room.

Maybe it was the alcohol in him? But nah, sis. He’d been drunk before.

You didn’t wanna think about this too much. You knew it was probably a one time thing. It wouldn’t last ‘till next visit.

It’s Taehyung for fuck’s sake.

track three: beg for it - chris brown

perfectly wrong | one

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 2301

chapter warnings: cussing, mature language, very slight angst, some hints of jealousy, alcohol consumption

notes: pls remember that this is set a few months after you and tae have been going at it, so it will seem like things are happening a bit fast. i’m not trying to prolong this series. also most importantly, i tend to usually write shorter chapters > shorter, but more chapters published. enjoy!

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Jungkook decided he was going to see if he could jump over your couch and land perfectly in a seated position.

“Wait, wait, wait. Absolute silence everybody.” He says as he’s stretched over, trying to estimate the timing and height of his jump. He had always been super athletic and competitive since you two were small, so there was really no changing his mind on this. He always had to prove something, even if that meant creating his own competition of jumping over the couch.

“It’s just me and you.” You watched him from the kitchen, making sure the pizza in the oven was baking properly.

“I have an audience, okay? Don’t be rude, Y/N.” He says as he points over to the fake audience clapping and laughing during a ‘Friends’ episode.

“Whatever, as long as you don’t go breaking my shit, Jeon Jungkook.” He was 22, but his mentality was 8. That was for damn sure.

“Siiiiiiilence.” He says at a whisper, his eyes shut as he puts a finger to his mouth. He lets out a huff and a puff before he gets the courage to throw himself over the couch and land a perfect landing. “And once again, he sticks the landing!” He stands up with his hands up in the air.

“You’re annoying.” You laughed, getting paper plates ready for the pizza that was about to be done because you were in no mood to do any dishes tonight.

“Thank you! I’ll be here again tomorrow, same time.” He calls out to his fake audience.

“No the hell you’re not.”

“Ouch, nevermind. Someone apparently doesn’t want me here.” You laugh at how dramatic he is. At this point, you just let him be because that was something you always loved about your bestfriend. He embraced the kid in him and always brought good times. You had similarities, but you also had some major differences. You liked being in your comfort zone & you were labeled the innocent nerd amongst your friends. You just like to consider yourself simple, though. A ’take it day by day’ kind of person. Kookie was fun, adventurous and childish at times. He was also shy, but loud at the same time? An introverted extrovert, you could say.

But you loved each other nonetheless, that’s why you’ve clicked so well since you were young. You taught each other things & grew together.

“Here, fool.” You placed the pizza in front of him with the paper plates.

“Set it up, I’ll grab us the drinks. You want anything in particular?”

“That bottle of Stella Rosa, please.” JK knew you loved that Stella Rosa, so he happily grabs the bottle and two wine glasses. He plops back next to you on the couch, pouring your glasses and grabbing a heaping serving of 4 slices of pizza.

You both decided you want a good laugh, so you throw on Kevin Hart’s newest installment: Zero Fucks Given. It isn’t long before you both are rolling on the floor, almost gasping for air at how much you’re laughing at Kevin Hart’s stand up. The pizza is gone, the wine is gone, and you’re still feeling pretty tipsy. The whole thing sounds nice, until your head starts to wonder what Taehyung is doing and if he’ll text you to come over tonight. You know he probably already has plans with another chick though, and that hits you.

Curse this fucking alcohol.

Let’s get this straight - the only time you ’talk’ is when he’s trying to fuck.

And yes bitch, you let him do this to you. You’re out that door before you can even fully slip your shoes on. Dick is just that good. It’s something about Taehyung that makes you addicted. The way he gives you a stupid ass smirk when he opens his door, the way he touches your skin and gently lays his shit on you until you both become really invested in the moment. So invested that shit hits the roof. It gets messy. It gets rough. It becomes unspeakable.

You aren’t friends. No one knows about you two, or that you even know the other exists. You don’t know shit about each other. The only thing you know is that he’s fucking other girls. He has a whole roster, you’d imagine - a starting five, at least.

He doesn’t care about you, and for the most part, you don’t either. At least, that’s what you like to portray because it’s been some months now since this whole thing started and you can’t help but feel some kind of emotional tie to him. You’re leaving your house between 12-2am in the morning and sleeping in his bed until 6-7am. It’s a routine; a routine you’ve become used to. You skip out on some late night kick-its with your friends cause you anticipate a text to come through from him.

But, he doesn’t care. You aren’t the only female slipping into those sheets, and boy does it fucking make it hard to swallow. Reality hits hard when you think about it and you feel this huge pit in your stomach. You try to be different, you try to stand out one way or another. But it doesn’t work that way. You knew what this entailed going into it, so it makes zero sense as to why you’re hurting and getting jealous from time to time.

You know it still doesn’t matter to him.

He’s only fucking you over cause you let him. You know damn well you’re not gonna change and let this go, though. You love thrill of it too much. It’s the most thrill your life has had. You’re not perfect and you’re only human. You make mistakes, but this one definitely puts the cherry on top. Because not only do you refuse to learn, but you let it repeat itself over and over again.

“Aishhhh, my stomach hurts from laughing too much.” Jungkook laid his head back and patted his belly. “But that was good though. I needed that.”

“Yeah it was. Thanks for coming by to watch that with me, Kook.” He tilts his head over to look at you and smiles.

“Sure thing.” He checks his phone and sits up. “Yoongi is blowing up the group chat.” You check your phone to see multiple unread messages from none other than Min Yoongi himself.

[yoongi] 10:37pm: aye

[yoongi] 10:45pm: all of a sudden, everyone is ghost in this group chat?! you all had a lot to say not too long ago.

[yoongi] 10:52pm: even though you guys are fake as fuck, does anyone wanna come with me to the bars tonight? meet at my place so we can head out.

You and Jungkook laughed at how butthurt Yoongi was in the groupchat. Yoongi definitely was the most serious and blunt one in your group, but he still liked to party and have a good time. It was just how he was. Hoseok was always full of energy and probably the most extroverted one out of all 4 of you. He was never shy. You and Jungkook met Yoongi and Hoseok your first year in college and became inseparable ever since. You all just click with your different attributes.

[jungkook] 10:53pm: lmaoooooooo

[yoongi] 10:53pm: fuck you dude lol

[jungkook] 10:54pm: i’ll come through in a sec, i’m at y/n’s right now. not sure if she’s gonna come though?

[y/n] 10:55pm: i’ll pass, i’m tired and wined out.

[hoseok] 10:55pm: ahahahah yoongi shut up, blowing up my phone for no reason. i’m passing on tonight too. im tired from working that overtime *cries*

[yoongi] 10:56pm: you both are boring. i’m especially offended at how i didn’t get an invite to your little powwow, y/n. and now you don’t wanna hang out?

[hoseok] 10:57pm: she mentioned she was going to watch kevin hart’s thing yesterday and offered us to swing by if we wanted to though……. selective hearing, maybe?

[y/n] 10:58pm: ^ okayyyyy and that’s on period! thank you hobi <3

[hoseok] 10:59pm: anything for the baby

[yoongi] 10:59pm: lmao you’re a brat, y/n. whatever, i’m still hurt by you both! kook, hurry on over so we can drink

“Fuck I regret this, I’m gonna die.” Jungkook laughed as he stood up and stretched. He quickly helped you clean up before he figured it was time to go or else Yoongi would have a fit.

“I feel like it has to do with that one girl he’s been talking to on and off.”

“Perhaps.” Jungkook shrugged before putting on his shoes. “We shall see.” he sighs before giving you a tight hug. “You sure you don’t wanna come out?”

“Nope.”

“You don’t even have plans tonight.”

“Yes I do.”

“Doing what?”

“Laying in bed.” Jungkook snorted as you shook your head and shrugged. What else did he think you were trying to do? He should know you by now, at the very least.

“Alright, I’m not even going to argue. I’m off.”

“Be safe, have fun, text me if you both need anything, okay?” He nods as he shuts the door, leaving you to your lonesome. You swirled the teeny tiny drop of wine leftover in your glass around before picking up your phone.

No new texts. Well, let’s be specific: no new texts from taehyung.

You did forget to respond to your oldest cousin though, when he was just trying to check up on you.

[seokjin] 8:35pm: pssst y/n

[seokjin] 8:35pm: psssssssssst

[seokjin] 8:35pm: oyyyyyyyyyy

He was damn near 30 years old and hated talking on the phone so much that he decides to blow up your phone this way. But, he was the cousin you loved dearly and you had a very tight, sibling-like relationship with him. He was like the older brother you’ve always wanted. He watched you grow, protected you, kept you safe, supported you and cheered you on - especially when your family talked so much shit about how you and him weren’t gonna get anywhere with your goals. You know, the fucking stupid ol’ saying of ’chasing your passion isn’t going to bring you money & wealth.’ Your family was all about the titles and money, but Jin was passionate about cooking and wanted to open his own cafe. You, on the other hand, wanted to pursue your art. Jin was the biggest role model for you because he was the first to defy your family’s wants and wishes. He was the black sheep of the family with a huge 'I don’t give a fuck’ mentality and he taught you that along the way.

Don’t ever be afraid to do what you’re passionate about. Fuck 'em.

[y/n] 11:13pm: hi sorry, jungkook was over and we were watching kevin hart’s new thing on netflix over some wine and pizza.

[seokjin] 11:15pm: that sounds fun! sorry, i just wanted to check on you but i see you’re doing okay lol

[y/n] 11:16pm: i am. :) i’ll hang out with you tomorrow

[seokjin] 11:16pm: how sweet, my freeloading baby cousin is coming by

[y/n] 11:17pm: hahahah shut up! although you’re not wrong, i am going to steal some food. but most importantly, i do want to hang out and see my bestest hyung <3

[seokjin] 11:18pm: awww y/n, you’re so full of shit <3

[seokjin] 11:18pm: go to bed

[y/n] 11:19pm: haha love you tooooo

And so, that’s what you did. You got yourself all ready for bed, believing you wouldn’t be leaving your house tonight. You pampered yourself, put on a face mask and got yourself all lathered up in lotion just to lay down. You’re in Jungkook’s shirt that he left behind (and never looked for, so technically it’s yours now) when the guys had stayed the night and some Vicky Secret panties.

You’re scrolling through your Instagram feed, seeing Jungkook’s newly posted story with him and Yoongi already at the bars, acting a damn fool. You laughed at the video he took of Yoongi trying to dance in a tight, awkward space on the crowded dance floor even though he was never the best at dancing. It lowkey made you wish you went out with them so you wouldn’t be stuck here thinking about your feelings and how lonely these hours get.

And then you see Jimin’s story from an hour ago. He knew you were friends with Yoongi, and although Yoongi wasn’t fond of their group too much, he was still an avid party-goer and mingled with people there. You’ve only spoken to Jimin once because you had to work with him in the same group on a class assignment. You tried to keep it that way though because he was Taehyung’s bestfriend. They went everywhere together, did everything together. He, too, was very popular among the ladies and across campus. I guess it was just their thing.

You assume they were at a party cause Jimin quickly flashes the camera at Taehyung, who’s in front of him getting a lapdance from some chick. Jimin quickly turns the camera back to his face as he’s laughing uncontrollably then abruptly cuts it off.

Great.

She’s forsure going home with him tonight.

You set your phone down on the night stand and put on a show on your laptop to help you fall asleep.

Just as you’re about to get some shut eye, your phone vibrates. You let it slip at first because you thought it could be one of the guys playing around, but it vibrates again, signaling another text coming through. You pick up your phone just to make sure Yoongi and Jungkook aren’t in any trouble and need you to bail their asses out.

[taehyung] 12:17am: hey

[taehyung] 12:20am: come over.

You scoff at how he assumes you’re still up and that you’d be coming over. You hated that. He knew he just had your ass.

track two: hit different - sza & ty dolla $ign

perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

plot twist (sneak peak)

🖇 synopsis:

— daughter of the ceo of the biggest record label, it’s obvious she’d get whatever and whoever she wants. but what happens when she’s meeting the one person that refuses to play into her spoiled brat act?

(or, you’re a rich spoiled brat who wants namjoon’s attention, but he is not impressed… or the least bit interested.)

pairing: rapper!namjoon x rich girl!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: taegi, yoonmin, jikook… yn has some boyfriends.

genre: idol au, (barely)friends with benefits. | smut!! nd of course some angst.

coming: january 18th

updates: everyday.

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!

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