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Dear Namjoon | 07

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

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Jimin was on the look out to see who I would look at, he would glare at any guy that looked my way.  And it made me wonder, what he was gonna do when he finds out that namjoon is my boyfriend...and the guy who isn't "decent".

getting up to the rooftop, he was pouting the whole time. right away going to sit with taehyung who was leaning against the wall with a hat covering his face.

namjoon was talking to hoseok, and his acting was on point. i walked to the guys and greeted them all, taehyung first asked me what i did to my brother for him to glare at me. i just shrugged while jimin mocked me. i turned to hoseok and namjoon to say hi and namjoon greeted me so fucking dryly. like he said "hey" giving me a glance before continuing to talk to hoseok.

"y/n can i ask you something" jungkook calls my name, turning to him i see him sitting on a desk with papers out on the desk. i pull another desk to sit next to him. "sure what's up"

he puts the paper on my desk with a lot of Spanish words "can you help me? jimin said you knew some Spanish"

taking the paper in my hand i look at the words, my mind was trying to translate them. "uh give me a minute, i haven't studied spanish in a while" i feel myself getting red because he looked at me as if i was his only hope

"we just gotta match them so.."

i take the pencil from his desk "como te llamas is...what is your name" i mark a line connecting the two

"cuantos años tienes is....how old are you" jungkook kept nodding as i continued to connect the words

"sorry if i get any wrong" i hand jungkook the paper back and he has a huge smile on his face "the teacher has been an ass all week cause i was dragging to turn this in" he puts his things away

"thanks" he gives you a side hug and jimin sprints up "jungkook is it you" he yells as he points at jungkook

"what?" he looks at him confused

"jimin shut the fuck up and sit down you fool" jungkook looks at jimin confused

namjoon looks at jimin and then you, and I can see how much he's trying to hold himself back from laughing

and as if something clicks in his head jimin sits back down "your too young.." he murmurs, taehyung's glaring at him because he woke him up once he got up and screamed

the bell ranged and you looked at jungkook "ignore my stupid brother, he's on some shit these days"

he nods his head , grabbing his bag and leaving first.

once i got to my first class a group of girls came up to me telling me if I was gonna write letters to 'BTS'. Some said it made no sense since i'm always hanging out with them others said it would be funny since they wouldn't know.

"yeah..i'll write something" and they handed me a 7 purple envelopes. i put it in my notebook

once class started i got bored, since i already knew what the teacher was teaching. opening my notebook i take out the envelope. grabbing the sheet from inside i grab my pen, tapping it on the desk i wonder for a long time what to write. And i thought of the craziest idea, so i began to write.

Dear Namjoon,

I'm addicted to your dick already

putting the paper back in, i lick the envelope, closing it tight. as for the front i wrote babe

i grab the other envelopes and write to all the other guys. keeping cute little motivational notes. addresses myself as "number one fan"

when classes ended i walked with caution to the station where they put a box for the letters. dropping it in the box i made my way to find jimin at our usual spot.

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grabbing lunch we head to the rooftop where we see all the guys gathered around looking at a basket of cards, and jimin rushes over. i smile at the sight of them getting excited.

"we got letters already?" taehyung nods, "jungkook got the most" you turn to look at jungkook as he is staring at the letters completely happy.

we are all sitting down and eating, as they read their cards. i glance at namjoon when he finally gets to the purple card. he didn't catch the word "babe" written on the front. he opens the envelope and takes the card out. grabbing his drink he takes a sip as he turns the card around and reads what it says.

his eyes open wide and he spits out the water, coughing instantly. hoseok looks at him with a grossed out face, some water went his way "what the fuck namjoon" he wipes his sleeve

namjoon picks up the envelope took look at the name, and he reads babe

namjoon says sorry, he sticks the card back in the envelope. unlike the other letters he puts it away right away. he looks at jimin who was too distracted reading his letters with taehyung, and so he turns to glare at you.

"really" he mouths and you shrug

he grabs the pile of letters thats for jin and yoongi "i'm gonna take these and leave them at my locker" he gets up, as he stares at you. raising a brow at you.

and you knew what he wanted, he wanted you to get up and follow him "i'm gonna go throw the food out" you pick up your tray and jimin's who was done. jimin glares at you and then looks at namjoon

"don't leave her outta your sight" namjoon looks at him and then you "no problem"

after dropping off the trays and letters at his locker he pulls you to the empty room that no one goes to

"you think your funny huh" he grabs your waist, making you sit on the desk

"what happened daddy did you not like the letter?" you bite your bottom lip

"don't provoke me y/n cause i'll fuck you right here and you won't be able to walk to class" his hands rest on your knees as he spreads your legs. he grips your thighs as he presses his body against you making you feel his hard length inside his pants

"you're addicted huh" he whispers in your ear, his hand already rubbing your thigh

"yeah" you cup his face, your lips brush over his. as you try to tease him.

"how can you be addicted when you haven't even tasted it" he smirks, you blush at his words "be a good girl and get on your knees" he squeezes your thighs. you get up from the desk, namjoon leans on the desk instead his hands keeping him up.

i get on my knees, and look up to him. keeping eye contact, i can feel myself getting wet, just by his stares. he smirks  "take it out"

i look at his crotch area and gulp. reaching for his belt i undo it and i unbuckle his pants. namjoon bites on his bottom lip as he watches me

"move faster" he says sternly

i pull his pants down, letting them fall as i stare at his boxers which shows his thick hard shape.

i rub him through the underwear and he groans. "y/n take it out already"

hooking my fingers to the hem of his boxers, i pull them down. his cock sprung up, standing tall against his stomach.

i gulp at his size, it was my first time staring at it

"what do i do?" i look up at him, innocently

he just stares at me.  i reach out and touch the tip, making him grip the desk more.

bringing my mouth close i give him slow licks from the head to the bottom. i stare at him, right before i kiss the tip, putting his dick in my mouth.

"breathe through your nose" he says with a raspy voice, making me hum against his dick. the vibrations made him twitch. i could taste the pre cum in my mouth. i could feel my self salivating  around him. 

i wrap my hands at the base of his cock, pumping him slowly as i bob my head. "good girl, see you can do it" he groans, his hand pulls my hair back in a pony tail "i wanna see how your mouth wraps around me"

i blush hard at his words, taking him out og my mouth. i reach into my pocket taking out a hair tie. i tie my hair into a pony tail

"like this?"

he nods slowly, his eyes full of lust as he stares at me " can i fuck your throat" he says suddenly

"you always ask for permission to everything?"

"i'm never gonna do something you don't want"

i nod

"use your words"

"yes it's fine" he nods, and i lick his shaft with the tip of my tongue, I kept trying to remember what the girl did in that video i watched a long time ago. i put my lips around the whole head of his cock and suck him off gently.  my hand fondling with his balls

"fuck y/n..i thought you." he grunts as his head falls back "you said you didn't know"

finally i lowered my mouth over his entire cock, getting it deep inside my mouth. i start bobbing my head. swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, he bucked his hip up.

Small hitched breathes leave his mouth making me press my thighs together

he grabs the back of my head "are you ready" he grunts as he waits for my answer. but his phone rings making him groan in annoyance, picking it up he sees its jimin

"look babe it's your brother, should i answer" i shake my head

"don't stop" he smirks as he answers the call. bringing  the phone to his ear "what happened" he watches me as i lick his shaft, while my hand pumps him. making him shut his eyes.

"y/n? no, we aren't together" he says calmly as he looks down at you and he thinks to himself 'your sister is on her knees in front of me with my cock in her mouth' he smirks

"sorry bro, i needed get do something so i had to leave her" i touch his balls again making him groan

"seriously dude" jimin exclaims, namjoon chuckles "what bro, you called me. i'm a man with needs. are you done so i can hang up?" jimin hangs up the call and namjoon looks down at you

"shit if only you could see how fucking beautiful you look right now with your lips wrapped around my dick" he bites his bottom lip

you pull him out of your mouth, only to pump him as you lick the head, sucking on it slowly. he grabs his phone without you noticing, "y/n" he calls your name and you look up to him. seeing his phone you hear him take a photo

your eyes widen in shock "namjoon" you say his name

"don't worry, this is just for me" he has a smug look on his face "i can't wait no more" he pulls your up by your arm, he makes you lean over the desk "i need you right now" he pushes your skirt up

"but we're at school" your grip the end of the desk, as you bit your bottom lip as he touches you more

"please? i'll make it quick" his fingers move your underwear to the side, as he rubs you with his tip

"but you have to be quick" finally giving in

"that's my good girl" you hear him rustling behind you as he takes out a condom. he touches your aching core with his fingers, and right away they got wet making your face crimson red of embarrassment "dang girl you are addicted huh"

you hear him suck on his fingers  "since your this wet, i can assume your ready"

you nod quickly

"then lift your ass for me" and you do exactly what he says. grabbing your waist with one hand he aligns himself to your entrance with the other. not wasting time he thrusts into you completely

"fuck babe, your so fucking tight" he stays still letting you adjust to his length

"i'm gonna start moving" he grips your waist harder, and starts moving his hips roughly into you

"fuck" you say loudly as you bite your bottom lip

you hear his moaning, making your walls clench around him "shit babe, if you tighten like that i'm gonna have to go harder" he grunts

"do i-it"  he tightens his grip even more on you, and your completely sure that your gonna be bruised

"fuck me harder namjoon" you turn to look at him

"shit..don't blame me if you can't walk to class after this" pulling out he thrusts into you harder, making him growl at the pleasure

you were choking from the pleasure, all you could hear was the sounds of your bodies meeting and namjoon's grunts behind you as he kept pounding into you.

"i'm so close" i gasp for air as he rubs my clit with his fingers

"cum for me baby" he leans over me, sucking on my nape

and there it was the familiar knot inside my stomach, letting out a moan i cum on him. making him fasten his pace. i whimper as he fucks me through my orgasm

"hold on i'm almost there" he lifts your ass more, making you step on his feet to, he thrusts into me harder and faster. till i fell him twitch inside, releasing in the condom.

"you're so lucky we're in school or we would have another round" he pulls out of you making you loose strength on your knees but he holds you up "i told you not to provoke me, now look" he smirks

"don't flatter yourself, i can still walk" you stick your tongue at him. he rasies a brow, and lets go of you. making your legs betray you, you sit on the ground. glaring at namjoon.

He tugs himself back in his pants with a smug look "I think I should call Jimin and tell him I found you"

"You wouldn't" he bends down, gripping your chin "I would" he kisses you once more

He takes out his phone, unlocking it but stops as he stares at the screen. "Your lucky, your pretty photo of my cock in your mouth saved you" he shows you the photo making you blush

He grabs your arms as he helps you sit on the desk "come on let's get your legs working before the bell rings" he massages your thighs.

"i'm gonna keep sending you letters" namjoon chuckles

"i'll be looking forward to them" he kisses your forehead

Dear Namjoon | 08

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

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namjoon was busy all week so we didn't meet much, and once the weekend came my dad said he wanted to hang out so I couldn't sneak out to his place.

"just hang out with dad today and i'll let you go with your mystery boyfriend tomorrow. no questions" jimin tosses your keys on the bed. your sitting on your chair, crossed arms. looking at him

"did he tell you where we were going?" jimin shakes his head "nope he didn't tell me anything"

letting out a sigh you get up and grab your keys "ok then, but you better keep your work and not bother me tomorrow" you point at him with an intense stare

"yeah yeah i'll let you go have time with your boyfriend" he rolls his eyes. as he walks towards the door "but behave yourself" he shuts the door behind him

taking out your phone you text namjoon, telling him if you could come over tomorrow.

- later that same day-

after getting ready, with decent attire. not wanting to make your dad have a fit. you head downstairs.

"you ready?" your dad asks as he putting on his coat

"yes" he nods "i'll heat up the car" he smiles and walks out

"thank you for dressing up normally would"

"oh shut up" jimin just chuckles at your words

"what are you planning to do while we're gone?" you ask him

"oh the guys and me are heading to namjoon's place. we're just gonna hang out"

as you zip up your boots you stop at the mention of namjoon. "lucky"

"you think so?" he laughs "well it's better than being with dad" you shrug

"yeah what ever" he sits on the sofa "try and have fun" you both hear honking outside, a sign that he was ready to go.

"well here goes nothing" you walk out the door

"you got this dad" jimin murmurs

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JIMIN POV

once I arrived at namjoon's place everyone was already there, like always we sat in his living room and played against each other.

the only person who wasn't playing was taehyung and namjoon. since taehyung asked him for help on his homework cause he was behind.

jin yells as Mario falls into the pool of lava taking his last life. "my turn" jungkook yells as he takes the control from jin

i was watching them play when a phone that was tugged in the side of the sofa vibrated. i looked at it, i couldn't tell who's it was

taking the phone out from the side of the arm rest it lights up.

1 new message from Juicy thighs

cringing at the nickname "aye who's juicy thighs" i annouce loudly. jungkook pauses the game and everyone looks my why

"what? taehyung asks

"juicy thighs, someone left their phone here" i shrug

namjoon the grins "that's mine" and all the guys looked at him

"damn namjoon juicy thighs, really?" yoongi scrunches his nose as he says the name

namjoon gets up and walks towards me, taking the phone from my hand. he smiles as he looks at the message "well you'd have to see them in order to understand" he smirks, taking his seat by taehyung again

"gross bro is it the same girl you were with at school" now it was me cringing at his behavior

"yeah it is" namjoon's huge as ego was very visible right now.

"now who is it? and how long is it gonna last" jin's brow raises as he asks namjoon

for the first time ever, namjoon just smiles "i'm actually not gonna tell you guys who it is"

"that's a first" yoongi says nonchalantly "leave the guy alone, and start playing before i take the control" yoongi tells jungkook

looking back at the screen, i remembered something. y/n had someone with a nickname too...

"hobi, is it normal for people to have nicknames like that. even for just fuck buddies"

"especially for fuck buddies" he grins

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Y/n POV

we got to a restaurant, it was a nice fancy one. we follow the lady who greeted us as to the table. he pulls out the chair for me and i sit down.

"how's school" he asks as he sits down

"it's good" i smile, taking the menu that was handed to me

"do you feel comfortable in your room?" he asks, as he reads the menu. you glance at him before answering "yes, thank you for fixing everything for me"

he smiles "you're welcome"

after we order, it was silent for a little while

"y/n i'm sorry" he rubs the nape of his neck

"i should've been there for you more when you were younger"

"dad, it's in the past. let's just move on from it"

"can you do that?" his voice gives a hint of sarcasm

"hmm i guess not, but i thought that would make you feel better"

"i wanted to reach out when you stopped answering my letters"

"cause i saw the change of handwriting, it wasn't you but your assistant who was writing them. aren't i right?" i cross my arms and lean back

"i got busy and it wa-"

"right" he sighs and looks at the side "i never stopped loving your mother, at some point we were gonna get back together but then i thought you would feel weird"

"don't blame your failed relationship on me"

"what? i wasn't doing that" he says fast "it wasn't even a failed relationship more like meeting the ri-"

"right person at the wrong time, yeah i know. look dad, i'm not interested in the relationship between you and mom. honestly i just wished you'd let me breathe"

i know my parents still love each other, both of them never remarried and my mom never dated again. they were more focused on their careers than anything else. they would fight for that reason, but separating made them closer than when they were together.

"i didn't know being near me was so suffocating" his eyes gleamed with sadness

"you bringing up the past over and over is suffocating, ever since i moved in with you. it's been great, i like it the whole having a dad and all, but i just wish you'd let it go" i sighed, as i massaged my temple

"you like it?" i nod at his words

"that's good then"

the waitress brings food to the able and walks away

"i just wanted to know about everything i missed" he cuts the meat on his plate and switches it with mine, since we ordered the same thing.

"that's what photo albums are for" he looks at me with a sad smile "yeah i guess thats right"

"you didn't miss much dad, everything i remember is with jimin and all the times i saw you. yeah there are memories with mom or some random thing i did in life. but i don't remember the rest" i just shrug, he nods. "let's eat"

the rest of the dinner was quiet

we went home after that.

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- Next day-

Namjoon answered me late last night saying I could come over around the afternoon if i wanted to.

so in the morning i watched a show with jimin and dad. we ate breakfast together and just heard jimin talk about how they got a lot of offers but that a company called Big hit is catching their attention.

once it hit around eleven i excused myself, as i went to shower and get ready.

i'm not a huge fan of make up, so i just do my eyebrows and eyes at times.

i open the bag i had been hiding in my closet, and i take out the red lace lingerie. i end up wearing a spaghetti strap dress with a grey long sleeve shirt underneath, i made sure i picked a dress that reached my knees. to not have my dad giving me looks that screamed "you're going out like that". with some finish touches i head down stairs. i had told my dad in the morning i'd be going out

"i'm gonna hang out with some friends" both of them turn to look at you

"alright, don't stay out too late" jimin says, but he's glaring at you as he speaks

you dad looks at jimin and then you "or just call if your staying out" you nod and give them both a hug.

once you got to namjoon's place, he had texted you the front door would be unlocked. letting yourself in you take off your shoes as you look around but see no sign of namjoon. you make sure to lock the door before looking for him

you walk to the living room and kitchen but see him no where. you make your way to the staircase, heading up stairs but you kept stopping as you looked at all the photos hanging along the wall. you kept looking at the photos of namjoon when he was small.

suddenly you hear music playing from his room, and begin to make your way there. the door was opened and you see him sitting on his desk. note book open as long as his computer with a small keyboard on the desk

he was writing things down as he played on the keyboard.

"hey" i lean on the door frame, waiting for him to turn to look at me

and he does, he looks at you with a very serious face. his glasses on his face and just like always your heart skipped a beat. he smiles at you and signals me to come closer. he doesn't talk at all.

I walk towards him and he pulls me to his lap, kissing me right away. i part my lips for him, as he french kisses me.

he finally moves back, but leans his forehead on mine "i really needed that" he lets out a sigh

"what's wrong?" his grip on my thigh loosens but he brushes his thumb over it.

"i'm just having a hard time writing today, but i gotta finish it by tonight "

"oh shit, is me being here gonna distract you? i can go home" I try to get up but he holds me down "no you being here is gonna help me not be so stressed" he kisses me again, he tilts my head back

"you help me recharge" he grins as he gives you small pecks on your lips making you giggle

"yeah?" you play with the top of his shirt "do you wanna do it in a faster method"

he chuckles "nope, not right now" he puts his arm under your legs as he gets up. he lays you on his bed "be a good girl and stay here until i figure out the chorus" he winks at you. he sits back on his chair, leaving you dumbfounded on the bed

"my tablet is there if you wanna watch something while you wait. but just use the headphones" he tosses them on the bed "try not to make so much noise" he smiles before turning back to his desk

"did you just treat me like a child" i laugh "but fine i'll be quiet"

grabbing the tablet i see a folder on the main screen that said BTS songs, so i grab the head phones. i put them on as i press on the folder and listen to the songs.

- 30 mins after arriving -

namjoon would occasionally look at me and tell me he was recharging by just looking at me and i would just laugh at him

"i like your music" i say out loud, after being quiet for a long time "we're you hearing all the music?" he doesn't turn to glance at me

"yeah, do you mind?" he shakes his head

"i was gonna show you anyways" i nod at his words and now i'm playing a cooking game he had on the tablet

- 1 hour after arriving-

the tablet was gonna die so i was looking for the charger, opening the drawer he took it out from i find the charger but i also find three boxes of condoms and my eyes widen

then again when we have sex he always does it more than once, my face completely red and hot at just thinking that about it.

you didn't wanna play with the tablet no more, now you wanted to play with him.

after putting the tablet to charge, i grab the box and open it. taking one out. closing the drawer i sit back on the bed "how much longer are you gonna work on the song"

"babe i'm not even close to done" he sighs, i can see how he was annoyed at his own writers block. so i'm gonna distract him.

taking off my underwear i leave it on the bed and walk up behind him, i wrap my arms down his neck with my chin resting on his head. i can feel how muscular his chest is under my hand, i had to hold myself back from pinching his nipple

time to be serious y/n i smile at myself. he doesn't react to your touch what so ever, as he's focus on writing.

"namjoon" i whisper to him

"yeah?" he answers dryly

"take a break" and he stays quiet ignoring you completely, and now you were getting frustrated. "namjoon" you whine his name and he just chuckles

"babe give me just three minutes" he says as he crosses out a line of what he wrote cursing under his breath

you look over at his clock and see its only 2pm.. he can take at least a small break i tell myself. I say this as to not feel guilty for bothering him instead of just staying on the bed like he said.

lifting his arm you sit on his lap again, like you did earlier. he looks up at you, putting down the pencil.

"what's wrong are you bored" he laughs

he holds your hips as you straddle him, "not really, i like spending time with you even if it's like this"

"yeah?" he says with a grin, and you nod

"then be a good girl and sit on the bed, i'm almost done. once i'm done with the chor-" i squirm on his lap and pout, making his eyes open wide "are you throwing a tantrum" he laughs

he stares at you and chuckles "if you're horny just say so" I feel my cheeks blush

"where did my innocent little y/n go" he pinches my cheek, i push his hand away "don't be like that" i say as i massage my cheek cause this bitch pinched it hard.

"babe if you wanna have sex just say it, what's there to be ashamed of. you already said your addicted to it" he winks, his hands leave your hips as they make their way under your dress, but stops mid way.

"look at you, your all ready huh" he smirks as he squeezes your ass with his hands. you just shrug with a smug, feeling confident 

"your still gonna have to wait" he smiles at you

"what?" i pout, my confidence leaving fast

"i need to finish this at least, so be a good girl and sit like this or wait on the bed" he gives my ass another squeeze

"but i'm so wet" i hide my face at the crook of his neck from embarrassment. you hear him snort as he tried to hold his laugh.

"what turned you on this bad" his hand moves in between our bodies as he presses his fingers on my folds, his fingers wet.

i whimper at how sensitive i feel "i opened your drawer and saw all the condoms"

"seeing condoms turn you on?" 

"no..i was just thinking why you had three boxes of them" he fingers rubbing against me

"what was your answer" he slips a finger in and i let out a moan, I can feel how hard he was getting underneath his joggers

"you like doing it more than once"

"good girl" he pulls out his finger making me whine, he brings it up to his mouth licking it

"well since your ready, i'm gonna teach your something new" my heart begins to race

"something new?" he nods

"let me just grab a co-" you take the condom out that you had been saving on your bra strap and he has a smug face

"don't stare at me like that" i wanna cover my face right now, from how he stars at me

"get up real quick" getting off of him he pulls his joggers and boxers down, letting his growing bulge spring up. "let me get the condom" he opens the foil and places it on the top of his harden cock "roll it down" he smirks

"what?"

"you gotta learn to put it on" i move my hands slowly to his, he grabs my hands and places it on his tip "do it" i feel myself getting more wet in between my thighs. i slid the condom down his length "like that?" i look at him

"there she is, my innocent little y/n" he grabs my hands making me  pumps  his length. "alright pick up your dress" gathering your dress you straddle him again, his bulge standing between the both of you.

his hands go on your hips, as he bundles the dress up, holding it "lower yourself on it"

i reach for his cock in one hand as i hover over it. i align it to my entrance. my other hand holding his shoulder tightly

i can hear my heart beating loudly in my ears "hurry up babe" you feel how he twitches under your touch.

spreading your legs a little more you begin to lower yourself on him, feeling his tip brushing against your entrance you groan

i was starting to feel embarrassed, he always took charge in everything. why is he making me do it.

his grip on your waist tightens  "faster" he says, pushing you down on him

"w-wait"

"i can't " he says

you sink into his length a little more, his head finally inside you making you spread your legs even more in order to take him in more. he lets out a grunt as your walls clench around him "fuck how are you still so tight" your wetness was enough to not let it be painful.

"does it hurt" he says slowly, concerned cause he didn't stretch you like he usually does

"no..it feels good" half of his length is already in you

he bites his bottom lip trying not to push you down himself, waiting for you to do it. he lets out a sigh of pleasure once your sitting down completely.

"good" he breathes out, grabbing your hands he wraps your arms around him, his sudden movement made your walls clench even more, you rest your head on his chest

"namjoon"

"i know i know" he chuckles

he scoots closer to the table, making his hips move and you moan out his name

"you know what people call this?" he says, as you hear him click his pen, you shake your head. 

"cockwarming"

"w-what"

"means you just sit there with my dick inside of you" he smirks

moving your head to face him he continues to smirk at you "i told you to wait, since you're so desperate for my dick, you can have it. but you're gonna have to wait for me to fuck you" he focuses on the paper and continues to write.

shocked at what he said you wait for him to say he was joking "wait you're serious"

he ignores me and continues to write. you can feel how your walls clench around him making him twitch inside you, you whisper is name as you try to stay still " namjoon please just touch me" my forehead leaning on his chest

he just chuckles and now you feel irritated "i swear namjoon" i whimper

i hear as he scratches something out again, he's completely focused on his writing

not wanting anymore of this torture i move my hips. he clenches his jaw, but continues to write

i did it again, but faster, making his tip poke me in a weird spot making me moan out his name. he lets go of the pen as he holds your hips "stop moving or i'm not gonna let you go home today" he says

you gulp at his angry tone and just nod

"shit.. i need to get you a sex toy or something" he chuckles

not being able to answer him you just lay your head on his chest, trying to calm down

about a minute passes before he slightly moves causing him to thrust into you. you whine once again "sorry babe, i didn't mean to move" i feel the smirk on his lips as he gives me a small kiss on my neck. and it sends chills down my spin

"namjoon i'm gonna get off" i hold onto his shoulders, but he thrusts upwards making you weak on your legs so you can't get up

"your not listening today" he says as he puts the pen down "i'm done" he grabs your ass as he gets up.  laying you on the bed he spreads your legs resting in the middle he grinds against you. "is this what you wanted huh" you nod quickly, tears streaming down your cheeks. he pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor. his face inches from mine 

"wait"

"what" he says, I could hear he was getting impatient. I reach up to his face, and take off his glasses. 

he leans down to kiss my jaw, tracing kisses down to my neck. he thrusts his hips into me roughly, my mouth agape. i dig my nails into his back.

namjoon thrusts his hard and thick length into you, despite your cries of telling him to go slower "isn't this what you wanted" he grunts and your walls clench around him. he pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it on the side of the bed. 

"your walls clenching around me isn't helping you" he grips your waist as his pace fastens.

he continues to roughly thrust into you, knocking the breath out of your lungs, your nails digging into his back makes him groan but he only felt pleasure from it.

he grabs the end of your dress, and shirt, taking it off your body to toss it somewhere else "shit did you dress up for me too" he smirks as he looks at your lingerie

you can't keep your eyes open anymore, at this point as you call out his name. as your walls tighten around him he knows your close, he lifts your hips even more as he fastens his pace. you feel the knot in your stomach. namjoon continues to pound into you, desperate to make himself feel more. he wants to fuck you raw.

"fuck, y/n" he groans, his brows pinch as he thinks of fucking your raw.

"did. did you just get b-bigger" i cover my face with my hand

"i can't fucking help it, your just so fucking good" and that was the end for me, the knot in my stomach releases, face burying into the crook of my neck he continues to thrusts into me

he continues to fuck you through your orgasm with deep thrusts as you hear him let out little breathes of frustration

"y/n lift your hips" and you do as he says, placing a pillow under you he grabs your waist as he thrusts into you sharper and deeper than earlier

you start to kiss him, moving your hips as you try to help him reach his orgasm.

namjoon growls as he finally comes inside the condom.

"y/n let me fuck you raw one day yea" his face buried in the crook of your neck

"raw?" you ask, catching your breathe

"no condom babe" he sits back, pulling out from you making you whine. his brows pinch as he pulls out.

"as long as you get on birth control we'll be fine" he says as he ties the condom disposing it at the bin

"how do i get that"

"i'll take you to a clinic, but i don't want you to feel pressured to have sex without a condom alright" he stares at me with a serious face

"we will only ever do what you want"

but the idea of feeling him without the condom excited you. you nod, he gives you kiss

"we can always just get the pill jimin gave you the other day along with the birth control" he opens his drawer taking out the opened box of condoms

"wait what are you"

"didn't you just say i like to do it more than once" he smirks, looking down to his cock, you look down and see he's fully erected

"wait no i'm sore"

"nope, i'm gonna tire you out so you let me finish the song" rolling on the condom down his length he grabs your leg pulling you closer to him "now spread your legs for me babe"

let's just say, he finished the damn song and i ended up staying over.

Dear Namjoon | 09

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"ok then, i'll see you soon" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"yeah you're right" jimin clicks his tongue 

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

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

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

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

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

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

"hey" 

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

"how did you come here without my brother following" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he waves as he opens the door walking out. 

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

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

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

after all he was imperturbable.   

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

"what about jimin"

"what about him?"

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

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

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

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

still unbothered 

"whatever" taehyung looks at the floor 

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

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

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

he remained unbothered the entire conversation 

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

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

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

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

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

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

jimin needs a life. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"namjoon" i hold his arm 

"let go, or you'll make it obvious" 

"b-but"

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

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

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

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

"my classmates told me to write them" 

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

"and what did you write to them" 

"words of encouragement"  I answer quickly 

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

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

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

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

he pumped his finger in and out continuously 

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

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

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

I had an effect on Kim Namjoon. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

he didn't look my way. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"but i'm still sore from yesterday" 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"kiss me" I breathe out 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"i know"

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

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

"you sure?" 

"yes"

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

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

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Imperturbable - unable to be upset or excited; calm

Dear Namjoon | 10

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dear Namjoon,

Do you think I have panties right now?

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

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

Jungkook,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"what? why!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"i'll tell jimin"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"no, i'll tell jimin"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"what?"

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

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

"y/n.." i shut the locker

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

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

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

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

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

why did he have to have such a heavy hand.

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

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

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

"hello?"

"y/n?"

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

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

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

"can you please come pick me up"

"what? where's jimin"

"in class, please don't call him"

"y/n i-"

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

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

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

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

Wouldn't I just be the problem.

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

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

"thanks dad"

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

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

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

"i don't wanna go home"

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

"no"

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

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

I fell asleep as he drove to  who knows where.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dear Namjoon | 11

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

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Once we got home, jimin wasn't there yet. They had practice today. After having my dad question me over and over if I was alright, I finally got away and went upstairs to shower.

My ass had a hand mark and it irritated me, now I had to avoid having sex with namjoon until it went away. Or else he'll end up fighting jungkook. way I was gonna have my period soon. Laying in bed I check my phone, there was over 50 messages from jimin and missed calls too. His last message told me to call him the moment I got home. Namjoon also called and texted me.

I was planning to call, but I fell asleep.

once jimin got home he asked his dad where they went and he didn't say anything in response. but there was a shell on his desk.

he walked into her room, right away hearing her little snores as she slept. Jimin didn't know what to say to you, he did the only thing he could think of and it was to just get into the bed and snuggle with you. he felt like this was more than just you missing your mom. maybe he has been a bit harsh with you lately about the whole boyfriend situation. He wanted you to know that he didn't care who you dated as long as you were happy, even if he didn't like the guy he'd shut up and smile.

he knew you weren't the best at making friends, so maybe you might have trouble with kids but since your his sister everyone would want to be your friend. he couldn't think of anyone who'd bully you, I mean who would have that death wish. Jimin and his six friends would beat them into a pulp.

Like taehyung says, his hands are bisexual. he'll beat a girl if he had to. jimin chuckles at his own thoughts, as he brushes his hand against your hair.

"don't be so sad, please" he whispers, giving y/n a kiss to your forehead.

I woke up to a huge muscular man hugging me, aka jimin.

I wanted to kick him off the bed, cause his body is a walking heater and i hate when it's hot like this. But I knew he came here because I cried earlier.

instead I licked my index finger and stuck it in his ear just as he did to me the other day. His eyes shot open and he grabbed my hand "Really? thats the first thing you do when you wake up" He was totally judging me with that stupid look on his face

"oh shut up, you did that to me first" he chuckles

"how are you feeling?"

"better"

"i'm surprised you called dad"

"I just didn't wanna be at school, and well you had stuff to do anyways"

"you know i'd stop anything if it was fo-"

"i don't wanna put you in a situation like that, anyways there's also dad so" i shrug, he just stared at me. but another reason I didn't tell him anything was because I didn't wanna put more in the hot plate with jungkook and me. I knew that had practice today, me making him leave would only make jungkook more annoyed.

"do you wanna call mom?" I he picks up the covers, looking for his phone that got lost in the bed

"she's probably still sleeping, we shouldn't....i'll talk to her this weekend anyways" he looks at his phone.

"i may have told the guys you left and they were all worried" he shows me his phone, I looked at the chat and I see a lot of messages from the three youngest but namjoon who of course like always tried to seem uninterested

even jungkook was asking how was, fucking hypocrite.

"wanna eat something?"

"like what?"

"what do you want?"

"whatever you make"

"alright, i'll go make something. i'll call you when it's ready"

he gets off the bed and walks towards the door but I call out his name, making him look at me again , smiling brightly.

I wanted to tell him, right there and then. About Namjoon and even about what happened with Jungkook.

he'd be more pissed at jungkook for hitting me, than namjoon for dating me.

but that fucking smile, I couldn't do it

"nothing never mind" I smile back at him.

"ok, i'll call you soon"

Once he left, I knew how deep I was in this shit.

Namjoon texted me saying If I didn't call him he was gonna come to the house. So I had no choice but to call him.

"Look who finally decides to answer" he was mad at me, I could hear it in his voice.

"I was asleep"

"jimin said that, but why didn't you answer me at all"

"I was with my dad"

"what's with all the dry answers, did something happened when you left with jungkook?" his voice hinted as if he knew something. Did jungkook tell him?

"what do you mean?" I hear him sigh "Jungkook heard us the day we came over" Namjoon knew that jungkook heard and he didn't even tell me....Do it tell him what happened today?

"did he say anything rude to you?" forget what he fucking said, he fucking touched me...

"what did he tell you? about that day" I ask him

"he told me I needed to tell jimin about us, or he would"

Fucking dick, he told me to break up with you.

"y/n? something happened didn't it. fucking jungkook I told him not to fucking say nothing to you"

I kept silent, I couldn't tell him what he said or what he did. I was scared.

"y/n, what did he say?"

what if I just told him? he'd Probably just go to Jungkook's place to hit him.

"he didn't say anything...just that we needed to tell jimin" I bite my inner cheek

"that's it?"

"yea.."

"ok" he sighs in relief "If he bothers you about it again, just tell me"

I guess the bitch got a hold on me, cause I couldn't tell jimin or namjoon about what happened today. I felt like crying again.

"namjoon..."

"yeah?"

I wanna see you but I can't..not right now.

I was saved by jimin calling out my name, telling me to come down to eat

"i'm sorry, I have to go eat"

"wait y/n, what if I come over"

"jimin and my dad are home"

"i'll sneak in"

but the hand mark...

"no sex, i'm serious" I tell him with a stern voice

"ok"

"promise?"

"i promise" he laughs

"I don't like having sex when I can't hear you call out my name so I don't mind"

"your annoying" I laugh at his answer

"but you love it"

"yeah yeah, i'm gonna go now"

jimin was already in bed when namjoon got here. he parked his bike away from our house, so jimin wouldn't see it.

my dad was in his office when I went to open the door.

"hey" he smiles

"shhh" i pinch his arm "my dad is in his office, shut up" his brow raises as he looks at me "pinch me again and i'll go back on my promise" holding onto his shoes we walk up to my room, locking the door behind us.

namjoon places his shoes and bag down, pulling his shirt over his head.

"what the fuck are you doing" i yell quietly, covering my eyes. I hear him chuckle "babe, why are you covering your eyes. you've seen way more" he grabs your hands putting them down

"namjoon i'm serious no sex!"

"alright alright, i wasn't planning on making a move on you. calm down"

"then put your shirt back on" i smack his chest

"i sleep without a shirt, and keep touching me i dare you" he grabs my hands.

there he stood in front of me with just grey joggers on "fine, lets go to sleep" I walk past him turning off the lights. I could hear him getting into the bed, as I make my way to the bed in the dark.

As I cover myself with the blanket he pulls me into a hug. we lay there silently for a good three minutes before he speaks up "this is nice, just laying here with you in my arms" he smiles

"I was actually planning to punish you for ignoring my calls all day, but you spent the day with your dad so i'll let it go" he palms your ass, making you flinch.

"namjoon"

"yeah?" If I tell him, will he leave and go beat up jungkook? or will he tell me to just ignore him. this is my fault for wanting him.

namjoon starts to give me multiple kisses on my face "you really thinking of something else while i'm in front of you" he pouts, making me smile "sorry, i just had a bad day"

"what made you upset" I shrug as if I didn't have an answer but I did. Just not a the answer that would do any good for him.

"it's fine, we all have those types of days"

I nod as he talked, I didn't know how I was gonna act in front of jungkook tomorrow. Honestly it bothered me the idea of being near him.

"namjoon, can we meet at the room tomorrow?"

"sure" he mumbles, already dozing off.

"namjoon.." he hums as I call his name

"good night"

"good night babe"

He fell asleep before me, I stared at his resting face as he slept. trying to see memorize everything. I was thinking of jungkook's threat. I have till the end of the month to break up with namjoon or he'll tell jimin.

for it to not get bad, it'll be better if I tell jimin. sitting him down and talking to him.

moving the hair from namjoon's eyes, I knew I couldn't break up with him. I would miss him too much, I don't know what i'd do without him.

once morning came, namjoon was holding me hostage in the bed. telling me he didn't wanna get up.

"namjoon we have school" I pinch his arms "but it's so comfortable being here with you" he whines

"come on, we have to leave before jimin notices" I try to get out of his embrace, only to fail when he hovers over me. his hands on my thighs, he pulls me closer to him "i'll get up after you help me with something" he rubs his erection against my clothed heat "you've got to be kidding me" he has a smug look on his face "no namjoon, i said no sex" i whine, his hands caressing my thighs "are you sure" he grinds against me once more, making me bite my bottom lip "yes"

he hums, his hands going from my thighs to the hem of my shorts, he brushes his thumb on my skin "namjo-"

"y/n?" jimin knocks on the door, "why is your door locked"

namjoon looks at the door and then you, still having his stupid smug look "I'm getting dressed" I say loudly

smacking namjoon's hands away i try to get up but he pushes me down, kissing my neck. I place my hands on his shoulders "namjoon don't you dare" i whisper

"what's taking you so long" jimin says annoyed, he knocks on the door once more

"your brother is very impatient, lets have a quickie" he whispers next to my ear before he continues to leave kisses on my neck

"sorry" i say to jimin, namjoon begins to suck on my skin.

"are you gonna want me to take you to school?" jimin speaks once again

"no., i'll go on my own"

"are you ok?" he says concerned

"jimin, i'm on my period. i'm in pain, i'll be going a bit late today"

"oh...i can't do anything for you? want me to get you anything?" namjoon slides his hand into your shorts and rubs his fingers against your heat "your a little liar, you aren't on your period" he makes you gasp as he pinches your folds

"no, i'm alright. you should go or you'll be late" i hold onto namjoon's hand, trying to stop him from moving it "namjoon please stop" i whisper

"alright then, ill see you at school" he walks away, heading down stairs

"namjoon what the fuck, what if he caught us" he raises his brow, slipping one of his fingers into my entrance making me gasp

"namjoon..no"

"i don't know why your cursing at me. but i don't like it"

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry" i whine, he takes out his finger only to thrust it into me again "i don't like how you gave up so quickly

"you keep saying no sex but yet you get wet so easily, look at how your pussy takes my finger so easily"

I cover my mouth trying to stop myself from making any noise, he smirks at the view underneath him "but i'll do as you said" he smiles, slipping out his finger from inside me making me whine at the emptiness

"namjoon" i pout

"what babe, you said no sex" he licks his fingers before wiping them on his joggers "get up we have to go to school don't we" he smirks, as he gets off of you.

what a bitch you thought, you were horny and he knew it. this was his revenge. two can play this game.

Dear Namjoon | 12

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

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Once you arrived at school, you saw that the rooftop was empty. You couldn't even find jimin. No one was answering your calls. So you went to the only people who basically knew everything about them.

Their fans.

since my brother and his friends were the pride and joy of the school, they allowed the fans to have a club room. along with allowing the whole letter exchange situation.

entering the classroom, i find boys and girls all together looking at their phones. walking up to the crowd of clearly very excited people I see the girl who always hands me the envelopes the period before lunch.

"Oh my god y/n" she screams and everyone turns to look at me. they all begin to walk towards me and are jumping as they scream

"w-what?" startled by the sudden mob

"you don't know? Your brother and the rest of the members signed under Big Hit Entertainment!" handing no more like forcing her phone into my hand I look at the article.

HEADLINES:

"THE NEW BEST THING: BIG HIT SIGNS 'BTS' "

Bang PD stated in the interview that he was astonished by the enthusiasm and surge of talent he witnessed during one of the their performances in XXX Club in last weeks show. The seven prodigies call themselves BTS, their leader is Kim Namjoon. Bang PD says that there is much potential in BTS. Probably debuting won't be a problem?

My jaw was touching the ground, Jimin got signed up?! I screamed on the top of my lungs as the excitement their fans were feeling was rubbing on me.

"if we write them their letters can you please give it to them?" the girl grabs on to your arm with pleading eyes, nodding at their request. they all rush to the desks grabbing envelopes and writing on the cards.

taking out your phone you text jimin, letting him know how proud you were. Opening namjoon's message something stops you before you begin to type. For some reason, jungkook's words played in your head. since trainee's sometimes aren't allowed to date, is your relationship with namjoon gonna cause a problem?

closing the chat, you walk to the table of girls as they begin to fill up a box with cards. "but how come they aren't here" I ask the fan club leader.

"they got a call and all left early" she smiles, putting another letter in the box.

after a long time of waiting you are standing in front of your locker with a huge box in your hands. jimin texted you to go home after school and didn't answer any message after that.

as for namjoon, you couldn't get in contact with him at all. It makes sense that he wouldn't be able to answer but you were kinda sad about it as well.

once you got home you took the box to your room, leaving it on the desk. the girls had given you, the same envelopes as always so you could write them letters too.

sitting at the desk, you stare at the empty cards. but for some reason. You couldn't bring yourself to write anything to none of them, not even namjoon.

The moment I heard my dad yell from downstairs that jimin was home, i jumped off the bed and ran downstairs screaming his name. as he entered the door I jumped into his arms

"look at you! i knew you could do it" hugging me tightly he whispers a thanks, jimin was nervous to be cut from the group or to not be taken all together. finally I pay attention to all the other boys entering through the front door, and my eyes wander to namjoon who was also looking at me. jimin puts me down, and pats my head.

as jimin walks to the living room I feel someones stare behind me, turning around I make eye contact with jungkook who looked displeased with me. Ignoring his stares I ended up talking to yoongi.

I was sitting on the floor in front of jimin as I listened to namjoon explain to my dad and me what happened at the meeting.

dad wasn't really happy with the whole idol idea but he was supporting jimin through it all. did he get lectured for playing at the club, yes he did. But he wasn't harsh on him since all the other guys were here too.

namjoon mentioned something about a letter, and it reminded me about the fan mail.

"oh right, you're fans heard about what happened and they wrote you guys letters today too. they asked me to hand them to you" getting up from the floor you walk upstairs to get the box of letters.

entering your room you grab the box, heading downstairs with the box in your hand.

hoseok was excited to see the letters. opening the box you see that they were all organized with rubber bands so you walked around handing everyone their pile of letters. once you got to jungkook, you didn't even look at him. namjoon slightly touched your hand as you handed the pile of letters to him, but you didn't react. you didn't want anyone else to find out about the two of you. you already had enough with jungkook.

they all went through their letters, and right after namjoon finished his pile he looked up at you confused. well why wouldn't he be, there was no letter from you.

this time you ignored his stares.

they ordered food after dad went to his office, wanting to give them space you went to your room. locking the door, you didn't want namjoon to walk in and cause someone else to find out. grabbing your phone you text namjoon telling him not to come upstairs into your room.

namjoon's phone rings in his pocket and he looks at it real quick, and discreetly. and as if you had read his mind, telling him not to come up when he was planning to get away right now. He was confused of why you were acting like that.

first no letter, now you tell him not to come up to your room.

putting his phone down, he tries to get back to the conversation. trying to find a good time to ask jimin if there was something wrong with you he waits a bit more.

"look at this letter" jin shows yoongi, and yoongi looks at him with a rested face "you've shown me the same letter over five times already" he says as he pushes the card away from his face. making jin pout.

"jimin, what's up with your sister?" namjoon asked nonchalantly he takes a sip from his drink.

"Nothing? why you ask?" jimin was confused as to why namjoon asked, he thought you were fine.

"oh i don't know, she left to her room right away. and she wasn't as talkative as before" he shrugs

jimin sighs "she acts like a child sometimes" but what he really wanted to say is that your an emotional mess when your period comes.

"that child could beat your ass if she head you say that" yoongi says, jin then says he'll bet five dollars that jimin would beat y/n's ass. everyone then continued to talk about it, while namjoon sat there uncomfortable.

he wondered if you were mad about him not answering you all day, but as the leader he had a lot to do compared to the rest. he stared at his phone, look at the messages between the both of you. wondering if he should just ask you whats wrong.

the idea of you ignoring him or avoiding him annoyed him. instead of messaging you he decided to leave you on seen. letting his ego take over, he wanted you to message him first.

what he didn't know was that you had already fallen asleep, and by not messaging you and by you not explaining why he couldn't come to your room. there is now a misunderstanding from his side.

once you woke up, you looked at your phone. expecting namjoon to have texted you but he didn't. not thinking much about it you got ready for school.

jimin now rides with you in your car, something about the company saying they should avoid riding their bikes due to the possibility of injuries or it just being dangerous in general.

you slept in the car as jimin drove to school.

you had to return the box to the club room. after saying goodbye to jimin you headed there.

"here's the box" you smile, handing it over to the leader.

"thank you for giving them the letters" she smiles.

bowing your head, you begin to walk towards the door, "wait...can i ask you something" stopping to her voice you turn to look at her

"uh..sure?" you sit down and she sits in front of you

"i don't know if you get questions like this everyday....but could you maybe get jimin to give you an autograph...for me?"

I was lost at words, I didn't know what to say. Jimin said their company told them something about giving autographs or taking photos with people. but you were too busy staring at namjoon's face that you don't remember.

"uh..sorry, but I don't really like um..asking my brother for things like that" your lips go into a thin line. trying to predict how she'll react.

"that's selfish"

"excuse me?" your eyes widen at her quick change of attitude. she scoffed and crossed her arms "i'm just asking for an autograph not his number or anything else"

"right...and I said no" you speak up at the same tone.

"hey, i gathered the letters." another girl walks in with the box that's always placed in the hallway. "do you think we should read the letters?"

"read the letters?" you ask confused, but anxious because you write...interesting letters to namjoon.

"we found out haters are writing letters to them too now. good thing we noticed someone who only badmouths them drop a letter into the box. thankfully we only deliver blank envelopes to does who sign up"

she picks up a envelope "the hater turned in a whole different type of envelope than the one we provide. we were able to take it out before giving the rest of the letters to you"

"what did they write" i look at the leader and she just sighed "nothing nice"

"so are you gonna read the letters?" i ask

"no, i'm thinking of getting a customized stamp. and only the envelopes with the stamp and those who are members of the club can enter letters"

maybe this girl does deserve a autograph....but I didn't like her attitude...

"just leave the letters here, let everyone know todays letters will not be delivered or any to be exact till we get the stamp"

the girl nods, leaving the box at the counter before walking out.

"thank you" you say

"for what?"

"looking out for the boys very carefully"

"people can have their own opinion, but it doesn't give them the right to make others feel bad about them selves"

you agreed with her and nodded "but you called me selfish" you chuckled

"i'm sorry..i guess that was mean"

"what's your name"

"eunsook"

"nice to meet you eunsook, i don't know about that autograph but i'll see what i can do" you smile as you get up from the chair "i have to go to class, so i'll be leaving first" she smiles brightly at you "thank you!"

you missed your chance to see namjoon in the morning so you headed to class since you were close to being late.

you didn't know not texting namjoon that morning was only throwing more wood into the fire.

once lunch came, just as eunsook said. there were no letters. getting lunch you walk to the rooftop, meeting everyone else there.

and a very very very angry namjoon.

you didn't give it much thought. thinking that maybe he was tired , he didn't glance your way and you were used to it because well. you were both trying not to make it obvious.

sometimes you couldn't help it but look at him, but today you felt like it was fine.

but to him, he felt like you were mad at him.

"there was no letters today" jimin says

"yeah, i didn't even see the box" taehyung talks with his mouth full, receiving a disgusted look from jimin

"they have to do some adjustments to the letters after what happened. before doing it again...don't expect any letters for a couple of days" you tell them as if it was nothing

"what happened??" jimin's asked concerned

"oh.." you couldn't bring yourself to tell them that people were already hating on them. and not even that but people were already starting to write hateful things to them.

"oh uh....they wanna make the envelopes cuter...something about labeling..i'm not sure honestly I wasn't paying attention" you stuff tteokbokki into your mouth.

"you know a lot about our fans huh" taehyung asks with his mouth full. "uh i spent some time with them yesterday and today..."uh by the way, are you guys able to write autographs?" you ask jimin

"not really..why?"

"oh..just asking" you smile at him

they all just stared at you confused, you were making no sense. none of your questions or what you were saying made sense.

"uh anyways.." hoseok speaks up

"we are gonna start practicing at our company from now on"

"really? that's awesome"

"you can come watch whenever you want" jimin smiles

"i'll make sure to visit"

you didn't get the chance to talk to namjoon all day, and not even to try and talk to him after school. jimin said they all had to go and practice. starting tomorrow they would be missing their last two classes to go train.

not wanting to bother namjoon or jimin, you decided not to text neither of them.

as you did your homework you kept thinking of namjoon, and how he looked down all day. maybe it was cause of everything that has been happening. your phone then rings, and picking it up you thought it'd be namjoon or jimin but it was a new number.

UNKNOWN

Hey, I hope you don't mind but I got your number from the survey you took. it's Eunsook btw.

CHANGE  UNKNOWN  TO  EUNSOOK

NO OR  YES

Y/N

I don't mind

Eunsook

I just wanted to ask you to not tell BTS about the letters.

Y/n

oh, don't worry about it. I didn't tell them they did ask about why there weren't any letters but all I said was that you guys were changing somethings.

Eunsook

Thank you! You were trying to figure out a way to tell her that jimin can't give her an autograph. you tapped your fingers on the table as you tried to think of how to even make a conversation. your introvert ass was horrible at this.

Y/n

I can't get the autograph for you... they aren't allowed to do those things

Eunsook

I figured they wouldn't... thanks for trying. I hope we can be friends.

Y/n

sure :)

how do you solve a conflict you had no idea was happening. namjoon was upset with you. you could sense how he'd stare at you as you sat the opposite side of him during lunch. neither of you had texted the other, you were going to call him yesterday but once jimin arrived home he was so tired you could only guess namjoon was too

you didn't know why he was upset with you, but all you knew was that jimin said he had been in a bad mood all day yesterday.

he was even distracted during the practice and got in trouble a couple of times.

you wanted to ask him what was wrong, and you wanted to ask him to meet you were you always did but you were nervous to get caught by someone else. especially now that they are one step closer to what they've always wanted.

jungkook's words were taking a toll on you. it was bothering you, everything.

if there is one thing you hated about yourself, it was the fact that you are an emotional mess when your period is coming. like anything can make you cry. and seeing that namjoon was upset with you didn't help.

once school ended, jimin invited you to the studio. said it would be fine if you just sat there and watched. apparently it was namjoon's idea.

something about, you telling them if they improved or not. and well, you honestly wanted to go home, but he was already mad so you didn't wanna give him another reason.

you watched them practice for a hour before they had a break.

"what do you think?" jimin says as he collapses next to you, handing him a towel and bottle of water "you guys look amazing, of course with hoseok as your your coach in dancing why wouldn't you look good" you giggle, hoseok who was laying on the floor shoots a thumbs up at you

"can you get us some more bottles" yoongi says to you, he's also laying on the floor. you look at all the members and all of them look out of it. they were out of breathe. even the mirror was foggy.

"sure"

"i'll help" namjoon gets up from the floor, as he walk to the door he grabs his bag. you were surprised, but followed him through the small narrowed halls silently.

he opens the door to a dark room, you walk in trying to look for the light switch. and just as you were gonna turn on the light, namjoon shuts the door, grabbing your arm he pushes you against the wall. his body pressing against yours. you could smell the Cologne mixed with sweat.

"namjoon?" you gasp once you feel his knee pressed against your heat.

"why have you been ignoring me" he's still holding onto your arm, as his other hand is on your waist "w-what?" you were completely shocked.

he puts more pressure on you with his knee "you're really gonna act like you don't know" you could feel butterflies in your stomach

you had no idea why he was upset. but he was hot.

"namjoon, i have no idea what your talki-"

"you don't text me anymore, you said no to go to your room, and you didn't even write a letter" he didn't know if you were just being bold acting as if you didn't know or if you were just that dense

moving your hair aside he begins to suck on your skin, harshly

"n-namjoon hold on" you try to push him away but he holds your wrist with on hand, holding them over your head "what" he says with a attitude

"i haven't been ignoring you, i just thought you would be tired after training" you hiss at the pain as he sucks on your skin harder "i didn't write a letter cause your fans might read the letters"

he stops sucking on your skin and looks at you confused "and why would they read the letters"

"just..because"

"what? that makes no sense" looking away you were mentally cursing yourself for even trying to use that as an excuse

"what aren't you telling me"

"nothing.."

"y/n, i swear" he growls

"nothing" you tell him again, he lets go of your hands and walks to the table where he had tossed his bag "why did you tell me not to go to your room"

"because we should be more careful to not get caught"

"why would they read the letters" you bite your bottom lip , trying to come up with an excuse but namjoon was just getting annoyed by your silence.

"fine" opening his bag he looks through it till he finds something. the room was dark, you couldn't see much, especially what ever he had taken out of his bag

"namjoon?"

"why would they read the letters?" he didn't believe that was your excused he thinks there's something more to it.

"why does it matter, i'll write you letters and just hand them to you instead"

"no, i wanna know why" he walks towards you, the little light that entered the room let you see he was smirking

you kept quiet, the moment he was near you. he makes you look at him as he lifts your chin "do you know how much of a toll you've had on me these past days. making me think you were mad at me"

"i didn-"

"shh" he brushes his thumb over your lips

"stop talking"his hand was caressing your thigh, and you knew what that meant.

"namjoon we cant have se-"

"didn't i tell you to stop talking" he grabs your chin harshly. you stare at him with widen eyes

"you need to get punished, for how you made me feel. and for keeping secrets"

"what secrets, i'm telli-" you squeal as namjoon slaps your ass suddenly "didn't i say something" he grabs your arm "come here" pulling you to the table he makes your sit on it, spreading your legs

you cover your mouth with your hand once you see him get on his knees. you wanted to tell him right now wasn't the time for this but he told you to be quiet.

pushing your skirt up, he right away moves your underwear to the side. he begins to leave long licks on your clit, making you bite onto your lip to try and not let out any noise. his hands gripping onto your thighs.

a few more licks and his tongue enters you causing you to squirm, his grip on your thighs tightening

just as you felt like you were about to cum he stops.

you stare at him in disbelief, mad that he didn't let you finish.

"don't pout like that babe" he smirks, satisfied with your reaction.

you stare at him, the way he was sweaty from the practice to how he was just eating you out made you more wet.

"i got something for you" you sit up, watching him taking something out of his pocket.

"what's that?" you ask as a small black thing but couldn't see clearly what it was. he chuckles, always amused at how this was all new to you.

"it's a vibrator"

"namjoon no" you knew damn well what that fucking was

"after what you've made me go through the past few days, this is your punishment" you close your thighs tightly, trying to think of a way to run away. but he gets up quickly holding onto your waist, keeping you on the table "y/n"

"no namjoon"

"y/n" he says your name with a husky voice, leaning in for a kiss but he only brushes his lips against yours. his hands move to your knees "no" you whisper against his lips

"y/n" he says once more before he kisses you, instantly slipping his tongue into your mouth. you missed his lips against yours. he slowly opened your legs as you both kissed. you just couldn't say no to him.

"namjoon but"

"shhh, just trust me ok"

he turns on the vibrator with the control, as he rubs it against your clothed heat making you flinch at the sudden vibration

"that's the lowest setting" he chuckles

"i can't do it" you tell him

"yes, you can" turning it off he he sticks his finger into you "look at you, taking my finger so well, you're ready"

without even letting you answer he sticks the vibrator into you, your hands grip the sides of the desk, nervous at the thought of him turning it on.

"tell me y/n, why would they read the letters" he asked as he tugs the string into your underwear. he puts your skirt down, leaning on the table with both hands beside your thighs. his left hand had the control.

i'm sorry eunsook..."they found people writing hateful things, they mentioned something about reading them before giving them to you"

he didn't look happy about what you said, but he also didn't look surprised "couldn't you just say that"

"i promised i wouldn't.." he chuckles at how scared you looked as you glanced at the controller

"why did you avoid me"

"i told you, i thought you'd be tired"

"not good enough of an excuse"

"you know the phone works both ways, why didn't you text m-" you squeal as he turns on the vibrator, making you hold on to his shoulders

"i don't like your attitude"

"i'm sorr-ry" it wasn't high, but it caught you by surprise, he turns it off.

"we've taken long, lets go" he stands up, picking up his bag

"namjoon take it out" you whine, standing up. you felt weird.

"nope, this is your punishment. keep arguing with me and i'll turn it on" you follow him as he walks to the dinning area down the hall. he grabs some bottles of water. handing other ones to you. "when i turn it on, if you make noise i'll raise the level"

"what?" you were anxious

"lets go sweetheart" he walks out the dinning area and begin to walk to the practice room "think of an excuse" he says before opening the door, to let you go in first

"what took you so long!" yoongi yells, still tired from the training "sorry i went the bathroom.." you answer quickly, not wanting namjoon to turn it on.

you place the bottles on the table, rushing to sit on the couch on the other side of the room. it felt weird. or maybe you were just too conscious of it.

they all get ready to start practicing again, as they get to their formation you feel it turn on making you gasp loudly.

jimin turns to look at you "what"

you shake your head quickly, "nothing nothing" you stare at namjoon who's brow was raised. you feel the vibrator go faster and you just knew he kept his word and raised the level.

you press your thighs together, as you sat there trying to concentrate on watching them dance. but it wasn't helping. the feeling was new. and you were weak.

you felt how you were getting excessively wet making you press your thighs together even more.

as they dance, namjoon moves to the side waiting for his turn. watching you the whole time with a stupid smile.

you wanted to curse him out, but you felt a familiar knot in your stomach. and as if namjoon could read your facial expressions he turns it off before stepping out to dance his part. you sigh as you feet it stop.

you were drained, you wanted to take it out. getting up from the couch, you were gonna go to the bathroom but you sat instantly the moment you felt it turn on in a higher power. you lean on the side of the couch as you cover your mouth.

as for the guys they were too focused to pay attention to you, other than namjoon no one else was glancing your way.

you wanted to throw the bag at namjoon at this point

you just tried to make sure you wouldn't make any noise, the music that played loudly helped cover your heavy breathing

the music stops and you try to keep your composure. namjoon walks over to you, he had left the bottle by you. as he stands next to you. he has a stupid smug look, his hand in his pocket clearly holding the controller "namjoon i'm gonna go take it out" you were about to get up but you feel it go faster and it made to whimper loudly

namjoon choked at the water since he couldn't hold back his laugh. your underwear was soaked.

the practice finally ended and he hadn't turned it on. the guys mentioned going out to eat but namjoon decided to stay back "i'll clean up, you guys go ahead" you tell jimin you'll help namjoon, which was a lie. you just couldn't stand, your legs were too weak to walk. the moment everyone left to go eat you glare at namjoon who was leaning against the mirror.

"don't look at me like that, my finger might slip" he shows you the control, teasing you.

"please take it out" you whine holding onto the couch side with your life. "fine, you got punished enough" he walks to the door, locking it to make sure no one enters.

as he walks towards you, you spread your legs. you could've just yanked it out yourself but you were afraid to hurt your self.

he sees how soaked your underwear is and he looked at you "liked it that much?"

you wanted to tell him to shut up, but didn't want him to change his mind and not take it out, the moment he pulls on the string and takes the vibrator out slowly. you were exhausted, you body leaning back on the sofa .

your eyes were shut, you hear him opening his bag "i'm gonna put these on you, just tell jimin you bleed through" and as you sat there on the sofa, namjoon helped you put on his joggers, taking off your skirt and putting it in your bag.

everyone had gone to eat at a near by restaurant, you texted jimin saying you were tired and that namjoon was gonna take you home.

he insisted on taking you but ended up convincing him to stay.

"you're horrible" you mean mug him making him laugh "don't make me pull over and fuck you in the back seat"

"i'll seriously be mad at you if you do" he just chuckles, "did you hate it that bad"

you pout looking out the window "alright, i'm sorry" he puts his hand on your thigh giving it a small squeeze

"i don't wanna use it again"

"damn, really babe?" he gives you another squeeze

"yes really" you slap his hand, he glances at you as if saying 'did you just hit me'

"one more time, and if you don't like it after that then we won't use toys"

crossing your arms you stare out the window instead of answering him

"alright alright, we won't use it"

"fine we can, but you can't use it how you did today" you make sure to glare at him

"what ever you want" grabbing your hand, he gives it a kiss before interwinding his fingers with yours.

Dear Namjoon | 13

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

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"You should see him mom, when he dances it's like...words can't even describe it, you just gotta see it" you're in awe as you think about your brother. 

"i know sweetie, I wish I could go and see him" jimin was practicing late into the night at the company, he asked you to give him some company. once your mom called you stepped out to not distract him. 

"but tell me, you said there wasn't something you wanted to tell me" 

"oh right.." you look at the double doors that entered to the practice room. going further down the hall you take a deep breath. "i'm dating someone.."

you hear your mom gasp on the other side, "oh, is he good looking? well i would expect he is due to your taste" she laughs 

"yeah...he is" 

"does jimin know him?"

"yeah..."

"why don't you sound excited?" she was confused as to why you weren't happy telling her. 

"what if me being with him would cause more harm than good?" you bite on your bottom lip, waiting for your moms response. 

"y/n, you are only in high school. what harm can a relationship do? what? is he some old man or something?" she sounded more alarmed in the end of her sentence 

"no mom...he's in high school" you sigh 

"then?"

"it's complicated" you rub your temples, walking into the dinning area to take a seat. "complicated how?"

"it's just that...i feel that maybe i should just break up with him.." you slouch on the chair, looking at the clock on the wall. jimin will be done in 20 mins or so. "i'm not understanding...is there more to the situation you aren't telling me?"

yeah there is...

"no, not really" you hear a chair being pulled out, she was clearly sitting down. 

"ok well, i don't know what's happening. i hope you'll open up to me when you need my advice. but if being with this boy is gonna cause more harm than good, and you can't see a good outcome when it comes to being with this boy then maybe it's a good idea to end it"

you nod your head as you listen. 

"but why would you give up so easily? there is never one ending to a situation, there are multiple" 

"tell me, who's this boy?"

if there was one person you could trust, it was your mom to keep her mouth shut. 

"it's one of ji-" 

and as if it was a sign. The one and only asshole walked in, Jungkook. "sorry mom, i'll call you back later" you hear your mom calling your name as you hang up on the phone. 

if there was one thing you took from the day of the shed incident, it was that you had to be wary around jungkook and the bastard knew how you felt. 

he chuckles at your behavior as he walks towards the refrigerator. he was practicing his part with their choreographer in a separate room. only reason why you agreed with jimin to even come, you thought there wouldn't be a chance to see him. 

"calm down, I understand I was out of place that day" he takes out two bottles from the fridge and walks over to the table you were sitting at. keeping a stern look, you made sure not to let him know he had a affect on you. that you felt like you had run every time you saw him. 

he hovers over you as he places a bottle of orange juice in front of you. as you look up, you see the grin on his face, and you knew you failed. 

"how's the task going by the way" he pulls out a chair, making you uncomfortable as he sits next to you. 

you stare at him for split second before answering "it's none of your business" 

he scoffs at your words "are you still mad at me? I said I was sorry" you couldn't believe that when you meet this guy, you thought he was sweet. 

"if the word sorry fixed everything, i wouldn't bother being mad at you" he nods, agreeing with you 

"fine, then what do you want from me. To forgive me?"

"I don't wanna see you"

"It's not possible, we have mutual friends. we'll always have to see each other...and then ther's jimin so" he's right...

"then leave me and namjoo-"

"No, what I told you was not just for me but for the good of the group"

"jungkook why are you such a bi-"

"it's only gonna get harder" he cuts me off 

"what?"

"it's only gonna get harder from here. the relationships, the getting to see each other. you're gonna be a distraction to him" 

you both stare at each other, waiting for the next word to be targeted at each other. but the battle was set for another day as jimin walks into the dinning area, exhausted 

"that's where you guys were" he walks to the two of you, slouching on the chair to your right. you grab the bottle jungkook had put in front of you. opening it, you hand it to jimin. 

"thanks sis, damn that was harder than I thought. but I finally got it" he takes gulps of the water as he tries to control his breathing. 

"hoseok got it right away, it's what you'd except from him for sure" jungkook changes his tone completely. 

"how did it go for you?" 

"i feel like my legs are burning" they both laugh 

"shit, i bet your tired y/n. let me just feel my legs again and we can go home. i don't even know how i made it over here. I felt like I was gonna collapse right when the music ended" he chuckles 

"don't worry about it jimin, rest a bit" you smile. 

jungkook wasn't wrong, they started to attend school for half of the day. you'd see them in the morning but once lunch came, they were gone. 

seeing how you didn't have any friends, and really didn't bother making any. you decided to just hang out with the only people who you kinda felt comfortable with. 

Their fans. 

you had to set boundaries...like telling them not ask for autographs, or people saying they wanted to come over to your house. they would ask for videos or photos of them practicing. it was rather bothersome. but they began to treat you as a normal human by the third day. 

you would call and text namjoon frequently but it took him a while to answer your messages. but you are a understanding girlfriend. you wanted to proof to jungkook that he was wrong. you ended up goin on the clinic on your own to get birth control, namjoon said he'd go with you but you felt like this was something you wanted to do alone. 

as if he knew you were thinking of him, the man of your dreams called (lol)

"hey" you smile widely 

"hey babe, what are you doing" namjoon says out of breath 

"nothing, out for a walk. you're done practicing?" you ask

"yeah, I finished already. I got the part quickly" he chuckles 

"i'm glad, jimin tells me how hard it is. he says he wants to practice more often"

"yeah.." he sounded off 

"did i say something wrong?" 

"no, you didn't. what if we hang out today? what do you think?" 

"yeah! let me just tell jimin" 

"alright, i'll see you later" you both say goodbye before hanging up

you tell jimin that you'll be hanging out with your boyfriend to day, at first he said to not go and to spend time with him instead. you tell him, that you see him all the time and barely see your boyfriend. with this excuse he gave up saying he was tired and would just sleep once he gets home. 

you told your dad you'll be staying out with some friends. 

once school ended you waited at a cafe near their company. namjoon said he'll pick you up there. 

you got him a drink, making sure it was something he could drink since he put himself on a diet. you didn't wait long till you saw a very tall figure walking into the cafe, sunglasses, hood up, mask. yup that's namjoon you chuckle. 

"sorry i took long didn't I" he sighs, as he walks up to you 

"no, I just got here" you smile, it was a lie. 

in face you got here really early. you didn't wanna keep him waiting. if it was namjoon, you'd wait hours if you had to. 

"lets go then..i wanna get home and shower" he picks up your bag from the side chair, taking your hand in his free hand. being with namjoon felt right. 

you insisted on driving home, namjoon too tired to fight with you he just sat on the passenger seat. resting. 

pulling up in front of his house you poke him, waking him up. "do you wan't me to go home? so you can rest?"

he chuckles "no, don't leave. i need you" he gets out the car to open your door. taking your hand once more you both walk inside the house that was empty as always. 

"i thought you'd go home to change" he says as he eyes you, bent over taking off your shoes. 

"what for? I can just wear your clothes" you captivate his attention with your bold statements. "you're right" he gives your ass a small slap as he wraps his hands around you from behind, giving the crown of your head a kiss 

"you really are the only thing i need, for me to get through the day" he says as his face is buried in your neck, he leaves small kisses everywhere. 

"you should shower" you tell him slowly, trying not to fall into the temptation of letting him have you right here. 

"why?" he chuckles "do i stink" 

you giggle as he squeezes his arms around you "no, but you can rest if we don't waste time" 

"anytime i spend with you is never a waste" releasing yourself from his grip, you take his hands and guide him upstairs to his room

 "come on let's shower" 

he raises a brow "lets?" 

"yeah...not waste time, right?" 

"right" he laughs at your boldness, but swiftly carries you bridal style into the bathroom. placing you on the sink, he steps out and comes back with the box of condoms in his hand 

"nope" you say as you take the box, his eyes widen. you open the box taking only one out. tossing the box outside the door "only one time today" you wave the foil in front of him. 

 he cups your cheek as his lips are pressed onto yours. this euphoric feeling could never get old. the sparks you feel in your tummy every time he touches you. 

you tug on his shirt, as he continues to kiss you but your lips part as you slip his shirt over his head. "i know you're a kisser, but you're wasting time" you giggle 

your hands touched his skin that felt hot to your fingertips. "as i dance in that room, all i can think about is you" he unbuttons your shirt pulling it down your arms as he leaves kisses on your collarbones. 

"maybe you should focus" you joke

"maybe" he chuckles 

"but right now i'll focus on you" you let his hands roam your body. both of you were undressed as you entered the shower, without leaving your lips. he pushes you towards the wall, he turns on the water lukewarm. 

the water ran was running down my skin, my nipples hardened as he touched my breasts. his warm hand reaches for my waist, pulling me towards him I could feel his hard length up against my stomach. I wanted to look at it, but his eyes stared at me, and I was lost in his. 

i feel as his hand goes down to my pussy and he strokes my clit, I arch my back as he touches me. I use my right hand to feel his cock, stroking it. he kisses me passionately. 

"aren't we just wasting time" you smirk, grabbing the foil. I get on my knees as I slide the condom down his shaft. 

looking up at him, his eyes followed my every move. wanting to tease him I kiss his tip, I keep eye contact the whole time. "babe, stop playing" his raspy voice made me rub my thighs together. 

"ok" standing up, hand on his cock I move close enough to tease him by putting his cock against my clit, rubbing myself on him. Frustrated he picks me up, Wrapping my legs around him he slips into me without any trouble, both of us moaning each others name

pinning me against the wall he slid into me deeper, filling me up inch by inch. "namjoon" you whisper his name, his eyes were shut as he was bitting onto his bottom lip. his brows were frowned with the immense pleasure he was feeling. 

"let me just have you" he says before taking my nipple into his mouth, thrusting into me harder each time, I could feel how sensitive i was becoming, I felt like I was going to cum soon "namjoon" you moan his name more louder, making him get even harder inside you "fuck, once won't be enough" slipping out of you, he turns you around. bending you over as your pressed against the wall. instantly he enters you from behind, thrusting into you. hitting your sweet spot each time. 

his grip on my hips as he pounded into me, his hand traveled to my nipples as he tugged on them and massaged the other one. the sound of the water couldn't cover his groans. The knot in my stomach released and my legs were shaking but he wasn't done, he kept thrusting into me. kissing and sucking on my back. 

he was close, but wanted to make it last longer, he began to thrust slowly into me. the burn of how slow he thrusted into me made me crazy. 

"fuck, it's like i'm being sucked in, I don't wanna stop, I just wanna keep going" you whine as he pulls out only to thrust his hips into your harder than he was. 

a few more seconds and he was done, filling up the condom. he held you up as you both calmed down. "fuck, your lucky to have thrown out the box. or i'd fuck you senseless right now" grabbing your chin, you look at him as he kisses you. 

after you both finished washing yourselves you laid in the bed in his embrace under the sheets. All you had on was one of his huge shirts.  

it was silent in the room until you giggled 

"what's funny" he asks, his eyes were close, but he was awake. 

"you know what the girls say about your chest"

"my chest?" he laughs 

"yeah, they call it namtiddies" you laugh 

"you need to stop hanging out with them" he chuckles, they weren't wrong. if he would become a model. he'd put everyone else on the runway to shame. his broad shoulders and fined chest could bring anybody to their knees. 

you begin to make little circles on his chest, you look at his perfect face thats decorated with  countless moles. 

"aren't you tired" he asks as he pats your butt 

"nope" 

"i am"

"lets sleep then" you smile 

"but you aren't tired, i don't want you to stay up alone" he yawns 

"i mean, you could tire me out" you smirk, he just laughs 

"babe, i'm seriously tired. I don't think I can" 

"I was joking, don't worry. I sleep easily in your arms" 

he nods slowly, definitely dozing off. 

"goodnight" he  whispers 

"goodnight" 

when morning came, you woke up with you back up against namjoon's chest. his hand was inside your shirt as he groped one of your breasts. 

you thought he was awake and was just trying to be sly enough to have a little action in the morning. but he wasn't, you could hear his little snores from behind you. 

too tired to wake him up you just laid there, and eventually fell asleep. 

you both made it to school on time, barely. since everyone else was at school namjoon was able to give you a drive without the risk of getting caught. he gave you a quick kiss before you  rushed inside, he was gonna enter a few minutes after you. 

you rush to your locker, putting everything you don't need away. heading to the rooftop, you saw namjoon was already there, jimin was especially giving you the eyes. 

"about time my little sister decides to show up" he clicks his tongue in disappointment. you hug him from behind as he sits on the chair "don't be mad" he just laughs at how cutely you speak to him. 

"at least you aren't looking like if leeches were all over you" he teases you in front of his friends who also joined in. everyone wasn't as energetic as usual, taehyung who is usually the one running around was laying on the floor with a notebook covering his face. 

"sis, do you wanna come watch today? we're gonna have our second practice together" 

"sure" you smile. 

the bell rings and they all groan, their legs were aching so much they didn't wanna move. you look at namjoon, he was slouched back on his chair. even tho he slept a good amount last night he was still tired. 

wrapping your arm around jimin's you help him up his chair "don't worry i'll help you get to class" you smile, making your eyes disappear. 

"that's not fair, we all need a y/n" hoseok whines 

you carry jimin's bag for him, walking to class with him as you both talk about your day. 

"when am I gonna meet the guy?" 

"hmm...soon?" you shrug 

"i'm curious to why he doesn't wanna meet your family if he's so into you" he scoffs 

"it's me"

"what" you hand him the bag since you stop in front of his class

"it's me that doesn't want you to meet him, not yet at least" you smile at jimin, as he stares at you with widened eyes. shocked. 

"wow, i've been thinking this guy is bad and it's you being a bad kid" he whacks your arm, shaking his head "go to class you little shit" 

so, their fans adjusted their schedule to the boys. now they hand out letters before the first class and collect them during passing period before lunch. to have them ready by lunch time. 

eunsook is diligent. 

you stare at the empty card, wondering what to write. 

Dear Namjoon, 

I miss your smile.

I miss your laugh. 

I miss the way you make me feel, but most of all...

I miss you inside me. 

you snicker as you close the card. 

school ended and you walked to meet the guys. The weather was decent, so the walk wasn't so bad. 

walking in you could hear the music, so being as discrete as you could be. you sneak in and just sit on the couch you were on the first time you came. you sat there, recording little bits of jimin and sending them to your mom. 

you admired them all, even the dumb bitch of jungkook. they looked tired but kept going. not only did they have to practice the choreography but they also had to record today. 

"how do you see them" the choreographer stands next to you, he was staring at them as they danced. 

"sorry?"

"how do you think they are doing?" he looked mean, but you could tell it was just him being really serious 

"uh...well.." you look at the guys, complementing them won't do any good, he'll think your opinion is stupid 

"they have good formation...but my brother is kinda slow to start.." you whisper 

"your brother?"

"yeah..jimin" he stares at me for a good minute before smiling "and the rest?"

"uh..well i don't really think i should be talking since i don't know how to dance myself but jungkook looks like he doubts himself when it's his turn to be in the front. he's proabably thinking am i doing enough or not am i doing too much" the man just nods as he stares at the guys who are dancing 

"you pointed out everything i was thinking, thank you" you nod, relived you didn't seem like a push over 

"do you think they need more help?" 

"help?"

"practice"

"i feel like they got it....it's just. the confidence. they need confidence like hoseok" you smile, satisfied with your answer he signals the man standing by the computer and he turns the music off

"so after talking to this lovely lady here, i feel justified to what i'm about to say" he walks to the guys who were catching their breath 

"last time we all gathered and had a meeting we mentioned things that would be more beneficial to you guys" 

jimin's eyes widen, quickly turning to look at you. "uh wait, can we ta-" he steps out to walk towards you but the man lifts his hand

"don't interupt me jimin" the man's voice sounds stern 

jimin steps back to  his spot and just stares at you, with worried eyes. 

your brows scrunch in confusion, asking why he's freaking out suddenly. both of you just stare at each other.  the man clears his throat, in the last meeting we talked about you guys moving into a dormitory together" your eyes snap at the man who was talking 

move into a dormitory?

what?

"y/n also noticed that you guys could use more practice, of course she humbled herself saying she herself can't even dance. but everything she mentioned I had already thought" clasping his hands together he smiles "if you guys live together, maybe traits from the other members can rub off on you too. i know you guys are friends since childhood but there are boundaries even in those terms. living together is like breaking down all does walls. completely vulnerable" 

wait hold the fuck up, jimin's moving? you're staring at jimin in disbelif, who's head is hung low. 

why didn't he tell you? your gonna stay home alone. with dad. 

wait and namjoon, he didn't say anything either. 

your head snaps to jungkook, who was looking at you with a stupid grin. 

he literally told you that it was only gonna get harder from here on. to think that from everyone that little bastard is the one that told you. 

"you all talked to your parents and it was all approved so by this weekend you should be moved in, remember the rules. no one can come to the dormitory except for jimin's sister since he insisted on making it his only condition" turning to look at you the man smiles "but i don't mind, she might be a good piece in making this work, her criticism is spot on and unbiased" 

"anyways, that's it for today. does who need to learn the next part meet me in the other room. everyone else has permission  to leave" 

you sat on the sofa in disbelief, jimin is gonna leave you all alone. 

"y/n" jimin says your name as he rushes over to you, kneeling in front of you "i'm sorry, i wanted to tell you myself but you left yesterday"

"jimin what the hell, you're leaving me in that house alone?"

"alone? dad's gonna be there"

"dad? seriously dad? he's never home and we were suppose to be together" crossing your arms you look away, clearly bothered. 

"come on don't be mad, this is the norm for trainees" 

"stop being a pain for your brother" jin walks up to the both of you, shaking his head. he whacks jimin's head "and you should've told her before she found out from someone else"

you stare at jin, stop being a pain?

a pain?

"don't fucking tel-" you were about to curse out jin but hobi jumps up 

"alright alright, everyone calm down" hobi speaks up 

"i hope you understand y/n, this is necessary" he gives you a sympathetic smile. 

getting up from the sofa, you grab your bag and walk out the double doors. ignoring jimin calling your name. 

you felt like crying

Dear Namjoon | 14

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

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The ride back home was just filled with thoughts, I came here to be with jimin and dad. Now he's leaving to a dorm. And the worst part is that he didn't tell me about it? How are you suppose to stay home with someone who still has a hard time talking to you during breakfast?

stopping in front of a park you just sit in your car, not wanting to go home but also not knowing where to go. You didn't wanna talk to jimin right now and namjoon. He was with you yesterday and didn't say anything...your thoughts are interrupted when your phone rings and the man you were just thinking of just happens to be calling.

turning your phone on silent you wait till the call ends to call your dad.

"hey y/n, I'm at the office still. do you need something?" he says with urgency

"oh..no i just wanted to tell you i'm gonna stay with some friends tonight"

"alright, let me know when you get there" saying goodbye you both hang up the phone and you sit there..wondering...where the hell are you gonna go.

Meanwhile....

"what happened? " namjoon asks as he enters the dinning room where all the boys gathered after practice to talk about tomorrows plans. once he entered he found a frustrated jimin holding his phone up to his ear saying "pick up the damn phone"

hoseok had his hand on his shoulder, comforting him. looking around I don't see y/n, and I just knew what had happened. You probably left after you heard what happened. "y/n got mad about the whole dorm situation and stormed off" jin scoffs.

"it's my fault..I should've told her the moment they brought it up" he presses your number once more, the room was so silent everyone could hear the phone ringing but there was no answer.

tossing his phone on the table he slouches, as he folds his arms cursing out his little sister "I bet she ran off to her fucking boyfriend, cause I know damn well she's gonna be so dramatic and not go home"

You're wrong namjoon thought to himself as he looked at jimin, stepping out the dinning room he takes out his phone to see no messages from you. he dials your number but you don't answer him either, letting out a sigh he sits on the benches thinking of what to text you.

"HEY!" your greeted by a very excited and joyful voice as the door opens. You had no where to go, and well you don't have friends. so you contacted the one person you had maybe sorta kinda became friends with.....Eunsook.

"hey" you smile, she steps aside as you walk in.

"i was surprised when you called, where you with the guys before coming?" she spoke so quickly but you understood her. you couldn't help but stare at her for a bit.

"oh sorry...i'm just so curious...about them" she laughs awkwardly

"yeah, i was with my brother. he was practicing" you chuckle, she nods as she guides you upstairs after her parents greeted you.

standing in front of her door she turns to look at you

"i really really really need you to know that this behavior is not of a stalker" she says with pleading eyes as if she was begging you to understand her.

laughing at her reaction you couldn't help but tease "what do you have photos of my brother everywhere" and you wish you hadn't said anything. the moment she opened the door you see a good size of a frame hanged on the wall with a photo of her and jimin.

you just couldn't help yourself from laughing. her face was totally red, and she was ready to kick you out of the room "don't laugh" she squeals as she covers her face.

"oh this is amazing" you say as you catch your breath, wiping the tears from your eyes. stepping into the room you walk up to the photo and smile at how happy jimin looked

"that photo was taken at the talent show...I told them that I would be their fan no matter what..even tho they were just beginning to have the idea of being a idol group" you nod as she explains.

your phone then vibrates, looking at it you frown. It was namjoon again.

"your brother?"

"no..my boyfriend" you shrug as you shove the phone back into your pocket

"you're not gonna answer?" she was confused as to why you would ignore your boyfriend

"i'm mad at him"

"oh..." she sits on her bed "get revenge for him pissing you off" she smirks

"how?" you sit on her desk chair.

getting up her bed she walks to her closet, "tell me you got him on social media?" you says as she rummages in her closet

"yeah, why?"

"here it is" she grabs a black dress that would definitely be tight on my body. there's a slit on the stomach. the dip of the back of the dress was low.

"wear this" she tosses the dress towards me

"uh why" i pick up the dress, examining it

"we're gonna go to a party" she chuckles

"a party? i don't kno-"

"don't worry, you just follow me okay! I wasn't planning to go but let me ask some other friend if they are still going" she smiles as she picks of her phone after finding a blue two piece outfit for herself.

"do you really want me to wear your dress?" you ask, unsure if it was okay to wear her clothes.

"yes! now put it on" she points at the bathroom as she continues to talk on the phone

bad

this is bad

you've never gone to parties or other places without jimin. now that you were thinking about it, why are you even mad? you should've seen this coming, trainees...of course they have to stay in a dorm to dedicate their time to their debut.

you were sitting in the backseat of eunsook's purple convertible beetle. she picked up two of her other friends who you had seen in the clubroom.

"jimin's sister" one of the girls points out "you sure your brother won't get mad you're going to a party without him" she smiles as she talks to you

"i heard he's really protective" the one sitting in the passengers seat speaks up

"actually, he doesn't know..." both girls stared at you as they were surprised, they'd do anything to have jimin chasing them as he chases after you. "that's fine, who cares. we need time away from our brothers anyways" the girl next to you shrugged

getting to the party eunsook parks the car, turning to look at you. "alright time to post where you're at and have your boyfriend come after you" she had a mischievous look on her face

"oooh, her boyfriend?"

"yeah, he pissed her off. this is us getting him to notice what he might lose" you gulp at her words...I think i'll be the one losing more than him..

they all get out of the car as they keep trying to convince you to get out of the car. tired of them pulling on your arm you get out of the car, pushing down the dress that was hiking up your thighs

"girl you got a ass" one of them says making you blush as you shut the door "can we just go in"

it didn't take long for you to be immersed with the crowd. you did post some photos since they basically pushed you to do it, but you had blocked namjoon and jimin from seeing your story.

what you didn't expect was for them to be friends with mostly everyone here on social medias.

"aye jimin isn't this your sister" hoseok says as he shoves the phone in jimin's face. all the guys ended up staying at your house, after jimin insisting that he wanted to wait there and see if you got home.

"this idiot" jimin says as he sits up, snatching the phone from his hand. namjoon looks at jimin, confused.

"this idiot! can you believe she went to that party we were invited to" he gives hoseok the phone back as he gets up. "where are you going?" hoseok calls out

"to drag her ass back here, did you see what she's wearing? she doesn't buy shit like that! I bet it was her fucking boyfriend"

Why is he attacking me so much today, namjoon thought. getting up he walks to hoseok as he looks over his shoulder. his eyes almost popped out his sockets as he saw you in that dress. excusing himself to the bathroom he calls you about three times and you didn't answer which only pissed him off even more.

you were walking around, looking for the rest room when someone stopped you by placing their hand on your shoulder. turning around you notice it's someone from your first class.

what was his name again...

"hey" he says causally

"hi.." you smile awkwardly, he must be dense cause he didn't catch on at all. stepping to the side you cause for his hand to fall off your shoulder.

"you're jimin's sister right?"

"yeah" he nods, taking a sip from his red cup

"you alone?" shaking your head, you point at your friends. "ah i see.." he puts the cup down on the table in the hall next to a lamp as he eyes your curves making you feel uncomfortable

this was a bad idea...

"wanna dance?" he bites his bottom lip as he smiles

"No, I have a boyfriend" you say and turn to walk away but he grabs onto your waist "I don't see him" he whispers as he leans into your ear. "If you were mine, I wouldn't let you go out dressed like that without me" he chuckles as his gives your waist a small squeeze.

you stood there like an idiot, thinking of what to do. he pulls you closer against him, wrapping his arm around you. "let's go have fun, your boyfriend doesn't have to know" he drags the word boyfriend out as a way to intimidate me.

"I said No" you jab his stomach as you step forward once he lets go of you.

"y/n!" you hear a familiar voice yell your name, turning around you see eunsook pointing at the hall. oh did you wish you weren't wearing heels. coming towards you was a very angry jimin and right behind him was a pissed off namjoon.

"what the fuck" jimin snaps as he pulls you to the side, staring straight at the man who was holding you.

"so it's you huh" he pushes him back as he pokes his chest "your the fucking boyfriend" your eyes widen as you stare at jimin who completely misunderstood the situation, they must've seen him holding you...you glance at namjoon who was glaring at you but he kept staring at the guy more than you.

"jimin" you grab his arm pulling him back "he's not my boyfriend" jimin turns to look at you confused "then why the fuck were yo- was he touc-" he stood their staring at you

"just leave it, let's go" you pull his arm, and look at namjoon while whispering "it's not what it looks like.." you could see how his jaw was clenched as he looked at your outfit. jimin flicks off the man before stomping out as he yells at you to get your ass outside.

you stood next to namjoon as he stared at the boy "next time she says no, it means fucking no" your hands against his chest as you stand in front of him. "namjoon please" you whine as you try to push him back but he doesn't budge.

putting his hand on your lower back he guides you out of the house, no one really paid attention to you guys other than the ones who were close to where the whole commotion happened.

"namjoon, I have to tell euns-"

"if you don't shut up, i'm gonna tell jimin we're dating right here. right now so i can take you home and how you what happens when you let another man touch you" he grips your waist as he stands behind you .

opening the door you see hobi sitting on the passenger seat, while jimin is gonna drive. getting in the cramped car you are squished by namjoon's thighs as he gives you no personal space. you could see how angry he was, the veins on his neck were so defined that maybe in another situation it would be a turn on.

what am i saying

seeing him angry like this is a fucking turn on

"is this how you are gonna act every single time you don't get you way" jimin looks at you from the rear mirror, glaring at you.

he lectured you for so long, and you just realized how far this place was from home. "jimin, i said i was sorry" you sigh

"so if that wasn't your boyfriend, how do you think he's gonna feel when he sees you out without him"

glancing at namjoon as he was looking out the window with his arms crossed, i look back at jimin "he'll be really mad"

"i would hope so" jimin smacks his lips. he didn't talk to me at all after that instead he played music, not short after namjoon finally moved his thighs over and stopped pressing them against me.

I thought he had calmed down but just as I was looking out my window i feel him place his hand on my knee.

snapping my head to the right i look at him "namjoon" i whisper as i place my hand on his. he doesn't look at me but rather at my exposed thighs as the dress was a little bundled up from how i was sitting.

he began to dip his hand in between my thighs as he kept moving up. I pressed my legs together as I held onto his hand but it was no use. leaning towards me he whispers "i'm more than mad, sweetie" groping my thigh he pushes it to the side, making me spread my legs "you know you're mine. but yet you let everyone see you like that" you look at jimin nervous he would look back but he was focused on driving, hobi on the other hand was asleep.

"i'm sorry" i whisper, he rubs two fingers against my clothed heat making me bite my lower lip "that's not good enough, seeing you in that dress. made me wanna fuck you in the spot" he chuckles lowly as he pushes aside the underwear only to enter a digit into me. you gasp at the feeling, causing jimin to look back "what"

"n-nothing" you say as you smile at him, namjoon was looking out the window with a smirk on his lips as he enters another digit.

"spread those beautiful thighs for me, yeah?" he raises his brow as he asks you. and as if everything he would ask you, you'd grant. you spread your legs even more causing him to thrust his fingers into you. your heart beating against your chest as you look at jimin, making sure he doesn't look back.

"why were you throwing a tantrum huh" he whispers as he stops moving

"i-i wasn't" you manage to respond. he scoffs as he begins to move his finger again. leaning on the window you cover your mouth as you try to make it look like your looking outside.

he didn't stop thrusting his fingers into you, using his thumb to rub your clit. you were so close to your orgasm when he pulls his fingers out. causing you to whine at the feeling of emptiness.

"namjoon" you try to catch your breath

"we're here" jimin says bringing you back to the world where it wasn't just you and namjoon anymore.

"i'm fucking tired, let's sleep" hobi says as he gets out the car. your legs were shaking from almost reaching your high. everyone gets out the car as namjoon gives you his hand. the moment you stand you felt your knees weak.

looking at namjoon who closes the door of the car and looks at you with a smug look on his face. you roll your eyes at him as you walk behind jimin and hobi. walking up the steps you feel how close behind namjoon is.

"i want you..." you whisper only for him to hear, as he hears your desperation he chuckles "should've thought that before you went out like that" and with that he gropes your ass as he walks ahead of you entering the house after his younger friends.

frustrated you ignored everyone else who was in the living room and walked straight to your room. shutting your door rather loudly to make sure namjoon heard. you enter the bathroom and shower.

"remind me to not have daughters" jimin rubs his temple as he sits on the couch

"i think you'd be a great father" taehyung smiles

"i'm just sorry for whoever marries her" yoongi shakes his head as he eats another strawberry

They talked for another good hour before they all went to separate rooms, other slept in the same rooms but nonetheless they all went to sleep.

but unlike them, you couldn't sleep. you were still frustrated, horny for what namjoon had done in the car. you would go look for him, but you didn't know what room he was in or if he was even alone.

you had no other choice but to open your drawer and take out the one thing you thought you'd never use.

taking off your clothes, you remember how he looked at you earlier and how his fingers felt inside of you that it made you get a feeling in between your legs. your felt awkward, you had never touched yourself, this would be new.

you did the exact same thing namjoon did when he first used the vibrator on you, after turning it on you spread your legs placing it on your clit as you bite your bottom lip. wasting no time you stick it inside you. the moans that left your parted lips were soft

"fuck, i need more" tightly closing your eyes you begin to pinch your nipple "fuck this isn't the same"

you were so focused in not making noise you didn't notice the figure standing near the entrance, putting the level higher your arch your back just as you turn to look towards the entrance only to find namjoon standing there.

"you look sexy, keep going" he says as he licks his bottom lip. staring at your naked body laying on the bed.

"i..i don't know what to do" you say, not feeling half the pleasure he gives you. hearing him chuckle you feel even more aroused as you look at his face.

you could feel how your body was burning from wanting him to touch you, and he could see how frustrated you were. walking up to the bed he pulls his shirt off from over his head, tossing it onto the ground.

he pushes your knee to the side as he looks in between your legs "you're more than ready for me" he says as he undresses completely.

he fixes himself between your legs as he presses the vibrator deeper into you. "was my girlfriend that horny she couldn't wait for me to have fun?" he asks as he lifts his finger to his mouth, licking the juices.

"please" you whine, holding onto the string he pulls the vibrator out. tossing it to the other side of the bed "we don't need that" he smirks, lifting you up he sits you on his lap as he begins to suck on your erected nipples. "namjoon" you moan his name as he sticks his finger into you making a moan escape your mouth as you threw your head back

"shhh, babe. we don't want them to hear right?" he states before sucking on your skin.

"i cant anymore... i want you" you bite on your bottom lip embarrassed.

"what do you want" he says as he lays you on your stomach, making you clench on the sheets as he leaves kisses down your back

"you.."

"you already got me" he chuckles

"no..." you gasp as he sucks on your skin

"what do you want y/n" he says again

"i want you to fuck me" with that he lifts my ass up, and teases my entrance with the head of his fully erected cock.

"i want to fuck you raw so bad" he groans "but not right now, I don't think i'd stop after one round" he gives your ass a slap before rolling a condom down this length.

without any warning he thrusts into me, my head buried into the mattress more as i try to not make noise "fuck your so tight" he groans as he grips my waist. in a steady pace be begins to move his hips, leaving kisses and hickeys on my back.

with each second and each thrust he started getting rougher. I moved my hips along with his movements which caused him to growl as he thrusted harder into me.

"i shouldn't even give you what you want" he says as he hits my sweet spot making me a mess

"after pulling what you did today" he scoffs, "I should've fucked you raw" pulling out he thrusts into you in one swift move and hitting your sweet spot directly. not being able to stop yourself you were a mess as your moans were becoming louder.

wrapping his arms around your waist he lifts you up, your back against his chest as he turns your head. connecting your lips with his. "cum for me" he whispers softly with his raspy voice that only through you of edge even more. the arm that was wrapped around you goes down to your clit as he rubs his finger over it, stimulating you.

it was addicting, the slow burn you felt as the pleasure created this feeling in your stomach. he begins to kiss your neck as he you tilt your head to give him more space. your eyes were shut as you were in total bliss.

you focus on the soft moans that left his lips, the occasional times he'd call your name as if your name was treasure.

"this pussy is fucking mine" he thrusts upwards one last time as you walls clench around him right before you cum all over his cock.

"i'm not done yet" he says as he pulls out, making you straddle him "ride me" he says

this was your first time in this position, and you were so out of it. you clenched onto his shoulder as you head was against his chest "i-i can't move" you tell him

lifting your chin he kisses your passionately. holding your waist he begins to move your hips in a circular motion. "just let me finish" he grunts as he thrusts upwards, kissing you roughly.

he kept thrusting and thrusting into me until he he finally lets out a deep and long growl and moan of pleasure as he found his own high.

the moment he stops moving you fall onto him, weak.

your sweaty bodies against each other, your heart beats in rhyme. "that was amazing" you laugh

"i know....i needed this.." he grins

Dear Namjoon | 15

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

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It was the same routine. Go to school, see everyone in the morning but go home alone. Talking about home, being alone with dad wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. but I did miss jimin being around.

I didn't see jimin nor the boys as often as I did but when I was able to see them, I watched them practice, and I sure as hell knew I could never do half of what they do. very little times were namjoon and me able to sneak away and be alone together.

I would like to say we talked and caught up with each other but if we weren't making out we were pulling a quickie.

we went weeks without seeing each other. and the little calls we'd have every other day when he was going to sleep weren't enough. I'd always end the call making it short since I knew he was tired. plus he'll wait till jimin would stop talking to me on the phone.

"you guys clean up" jimin got up from his seat pulling the towel that was wrapped around his neck up to his face to wipe the sweat. "are you gonna come watch?" his tired face looks over at you as he opened the door to leave the small cramped room.

"i'll go home, you guys seem busy" you smile getting up to give him a hug.

"i'm all sweaty"

"who cares, I rarely see you" after hugging him you tease him by saying he stinks only for him to whack you with the towel as he laughed.

"namjoon you're gonna be at the studio right?" he swings the door as to fan himself as he watches namjoon just nod.

once you both were in the clear and alone you turn to look at the man who was exposing his broad shoulders as the thin shirt would expose his muscular chest. you clean up quickly not wanting to waste any time alone with him.

"how have you been" he massages his neck, as he stretches.

"i've been fine. you?" it's been three weeks since the last time you both were together. and just like him you were eager for more than just talk.

he shrugs before chuckling "i'm great now that i got to see you" getting up from the floor he grabs onto your arm gently as you both discreetly walk down a wide hallway.

"they gave me my own studio" he was excited and you could tell. pressing in his code on the door he ushered you inside. shutting the door he gave you no time before you felt his lips collide with yours as he pushed your body against the wall with his.

he pushed our bodies together as his hands gently held your waist. reaching for his face your fingers gently brushed his cheeks as you deepened the kiss.

"fuck, i've missed you" kissing you made him feel better, but he wasn't planning on stopping there. he needed his fill for the past weeks he hasn't seen you.

gripping her thighs he picks her up as she wraps her legs around him without stopping the passionate kiss. walking to the couch he places her down as if she could break if he was harsh, hovering over her.

she felt goosebumps with every touch, wanting more.

the sound of a knock makes both their bodies jump as they both turn to look at the door.

"namjoon?" yoongi calls out as he knocks again

"fuck" namjoon mutters before sitting up, pushing his hair back. getting off the couch he presses a button on his computer before walking over to the door as you quickly sit up fixing your appearance

"i want to show you this" yoongi lets himself in as he passes namjoon giving no attention to anything else, not you, not the music playing.

"i've been working on this since yest-" looking up he sees you siting on the couch and he raises his brow in confusion while turning to look at namjoon

"uh? what's she doing in here?"

"she wanted to look around" he shrugs as he sits on his chair. you stand up awkwardly glancing at namjoon before looking at yoongi "uh i'll go you guys seem busy"

you say your goodbyes before walking to the exit.

"wait" yoongi stops you before you leave, turning around you wondered if he can see how your eye twitched from how nervous you had gotten.

"you forgot something"

looking over to what he was pointing at your bag that had been tossed to the ground at some point through out the whole make out session.

you give him a smile before grabbing your bag and dashing out of there.

yoongi looks at namjoon with a questioning look only to receive a grin along with a shrug.

"what do you mean you can't send letters no more?"

"they said we couldn't do it and they didn't explain it ma- UGH I DON'T FUCKING KNOW" Eunsook yells as she throws the basket of stamps onto the ground. I came to look for eunsook, ever since the guys been leaving early i've been hanging out with their fans.

ironic right

"i'll talk to jimin, i bet there was a mistake"

you try to comfort her, but that has never been one of your best talents. you made sure to call jimin that afternoon and ask what was going on.

"just leave it, don't get involved"

????

"i'm asking because eunsook is upset"

"what did she expect, we aren't the same as before now theres rules and its more professional now"

"what the fuck jimin at least they could've explained it better"

"seriously y/n why is this even bothering you. just fucking leave it"

"why are you being such a grouchy bitch" you snap at him, not liking his attitude

"i'm fucking tired, and this conversation is stupid. all they said was that they would take care of everything. they'll still be able to send letters just that they can't control it like before"

"well couldn't have they fucking told her that"

"they fucking did, look can we just drop this conversation"

"actually why don't we hang up. you're tired"

"y/n seriously" he sighs, frustrated with you.

you hang up not giving him another chance to talk. he dials back but you ignore his call. namjoon called right after and the conversation with him wasn't any good either. just like jimin he told you to just leave it alone.

and you felt like you should leave it alone, it's not that serious and it doesn't concern you. but it pissed you off that eunsook was ignored when she called to ask for the reason why they couldn't send things until they had their shit together.

eunsook started a war between jimin and you.

"i don't know why you're in such a bitchy mood. go see your boyfriend or something" jimin snaps at you through the other line.

"look you little shit, it's not my fault you can't get the steps right in your damn choreography" you yell back.

jimin and you were arguing during his break, he had called you and for some reason a argument broke out.

"dude it's been a week" taehyung rolls his eyes as he watches jimin who's standing in front of the mirror as he spoke..no, more like yelled into the phone.

"they've been fighting for the dumbest shit" jungkook rubs his temples, done with both your  childish behavior.

jimin hangs up the call and walks over to the guys sitting right next to taehyung as he takes the bowl of grapes he was eating on his own.

"she can be so fucking annoying at times"

"why are you guys fighting anyways" hoseok speaks up

"she started it, i didn't even do shit. not my fault she hasn't gotten laid" he shoves two grapes into his chubby cheeks

namjoon found the whole situation amusing, both siblings kept talking shit about each other to namjoon and of course he didn't take side but he wanted to laugh cause honesty he just wanted to tell them they were both stupid and wrong.

"it's been a week since she's been here" jin steals a grape from the very upset jimin. they were all surprised that the brother who once adored his sister and wanted to be with her at every second plus never cursed at her or anything has completely turned around.

"she's a fucking child"

"he's so fucking full of himself" y/n throws her hands up showing how angry she was, eunsook had came over to the house. the two had become best friends, close enough to go over to each others house.

of course you made sure to keep jimin's room locked and not let her take photos of any family photos that were around the house.

thankfully eunsook wasn't a weirdo.

"i didn't take jimin as that type of person" her eyes widen in shock as you talked shit about your brother. letting out a frustrated sigh you shake your head "he's just being an asshole, he's not usually like that"

"they opened a youtube account and twitter" eunsook speaks up, trying to talk about something else but unfortunately it was still related to them.

Not much time passed before we made up, but now they were busier than ever. months were passing and the calls were getting shorter and less often.

Namjoon and me were becoming complete strangers.

"today's the big day" your dad packs the bags into the trunk. the boys had moved somewhere farther. and today was the day the world found out who BTS is.

you hadn't seen them for over three months and you didn't even receive calls anymore.

at first you were understanding, but now you felt different.

for some reason you just kept thinking about what jungkook told you that day. it made you tense up and feel nauseous, the anxiety of seeing namjoon today.

you were planning to stay with them over the weekend since dad was going to have to leave earlier.

to even say the least, the moment we arrived there was no chance to meet them. everyone was running everywhere and we were escorted to our seats right away. the moment came when the lights dimmed down and all the new groups came out to perform, and i realized something the moment BTS stepped out and got into place

The people on stage, I didn't know them.

the moment the music starte-

(A/N: OKAY I JUST LAUGHED AT THIS BECAUSE I REMEMBERED BTS FROM WHEN THEY DEBUTED AND I COULDN'T LMAOOO NAMJOONS HAIR. YALL REMEMBER WHEN THEY SANG NO MORE DREAM AGAIN IN 2017. YEAH THINK OF THAT..OK AND ALSO WTF AM I WRITING I REALLY DON'T LIKE THIS. I FEEL LIKE I'VE LOST MY TOUCHDIFWJNSPIGNWPGOM)

The crowd chanted their names along with other lines and you looked around feeling out of place. you have been around these boys before they were signed and you were the only one in this room who felt distant.

as jungkook stepped up towards the front, both of you made eye contact and he smirks (2:36- 2:40 in the 2017 bts dna comeback video.....i'ma go throw myself out my window i hate this hahaha)

switching spots with jimin who then lifts his shirt making everyone in the room scream you couldn't help but laugh knowing damn well he was screaming in the inside, dying because of what he just did.

just how the performance started it ended just as quick, the crowd never stopped chanting their names as you made it through the crowd trying to get to backstage with your dad. "here, you give them to jimin" he hands you a bouquet of flowers.

once they allowed you guys to enter their dressing room you are welcomed by jimin screaming your name as he runs up to you "what did you think" he gives you a huge smile as he clutches onto the water bottle in his hands.

"i loved it, especially the shirt lifting. everyone went nuts" you tease him as you hand over the flowers.

"shut up" he thanks you both.

looking at all the other guys who were standing around the screen watching their performance some looked devastated as if they didn't like it.

"you guys did great, i loved it and for sure everyone out there loved it too" you assure them.

there were interviews after their performance so you waited for them in their dressing room.

"did you watch it?" you tell your mom who was on the other end of the call

"yes, i loved it. tell jimin i'm proud of him"

"i will, they've been gone for a while" you glance at your watch.

the door then suddenly opens but to your surprise it was a women with a BTS crew shirt on, she came to tell you the guys had left just now and that there was another car waiting for you since your dad had to leave.

even though you are jimin sister they didn't want anyone at least for now to see you guys leaving together.

leaving through the back door was new to you. as you entered the car, a call came in from jimin.

but your toxic ass felt bitter and decided not to answer.

You kept thinking about jungkook's words.

they kept repeating in your head, how you could ruin everything.

as you sat among them who were celebrating the fact that they finally debuted your insides were twisting with anxiety.

Dear Namjoon | 16

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

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As his strong arms held onto me, we began to play the game we knew too well. As his lips touched mine making me yearn for more than these simple touches I knew that I had reached a point of no return. I wouldn't be able to push these feelings down, jungkook's words meant nothing to me because I wasn't willing to let him go. 

and just like me he wasn't capable of stopping himself either, kissing the smile that was only for me made me scream inside. 

stumbling onto the bed he pulls away to pull his shirt over his head, I took the chance to tell  my heart to get a grip. this wasn't the time to have sex, we needed to talk. but instead of doing that, I gawked at his chest. stared at his broad shoulders and muscular arms. 

reason was no longer here.  dangerous thoughts flooded my mind, traveling to the bottom of my stomach. when our eyes finally met I could see the same reckless thoughts were displayed on his face too. his hands travelled up my thigh as his fingers gently gazed on my exposed skin. 

these hands. a simple touch sent bolts of electricity up my legs straight to my lower belly, you needed him to touch you.

"relax" he could feel my body tense up. brushing his thumb on my thigh he gives me a sweet smile, his dimples put me in a daze each time. "do you have something to say? You've been quiet all afternoon as if something was bothering you?"

this was your chance to tell him you thought, you're lips parted but nothing came out. 

"babe, you can tell me. what's wrong?"

babe,  oh how every time he calls me that my body screams for him. 

"I'm not expecting anything from you today, I just wanted to help you calm down. you seemed stressed over something" his back straightened as he got off the bed "let me get you something for you to sleep in" and there it was. the urge. my body moving on it's own as I reached out for his hand only to gently touch it. 

our gazes meeting again his features were soft but filled with concern. getting on your knees you reached out placing your hands on the nape of his neck. pulling him towards you in attempt to bring him closer, he follows you, leaving our faces inches away from each other.

"don't leave" you whisper 

"tell me what's wrong"

"nothing" 

"then?"

"i just want..." bitting your bottom lip has him glancing at your lips before bringing his hand up to your lips brushing his thumb against your bottom lip "what do you want" 

your fingertips pull on the strands of his black locks as you whisper to him "you" 

"i didn't hear you" 

"i want you" 

"i'm already yours" he pulled me to him, holding onto my ass as he made his way back on the bed. without breaking the kiss or his hold on my body he pushes me down onto the bed and positions me exactly where i wanted to be, sending a twirl of pleasure onto every inch of my body as his hardness nestled between my thighs. the warmth of his hands radiated through the clothing of my dress. 

he wasted no time to rock against my burning heat breaking a whimper from my throat. pushing his hips into me his hands let go of my ass as he touches my breasts "does this feel good baby" he rasped 

you don't answer but rather arch your back making him grin. gazing his thumb against the fabric that covered my nipples. he felt as if he had to be easy on you today for some reason, stopping himself from shredding the dress of your body. 

but you wanted him to pull the dress off, you want his hands to touch you not  indirectly as he currently was.  "namjoon" you call his name and as if he read your mind he taps on your hips making you automatically lift them as he pulled your spring like dress up your thighs "sit up for me babe" doing as he said he unties the knot holding the straps behind your neck undone. with one swift move you were left with nothing but your lingerie. 

his fingers snuck underneath the lace fabric of your underwear as he fingers reach your wet folds making your legs weak at his touch. he'd press gently before rubbing his finger against you. my lips parted letting a moan escape. 

"if i slide my fingers inside your pussy, i'm going to loose control" 

"i want more" satisfied with your answer he chuckles. 

"alright" one of his fingers slid inside me in one swift motion, he kept thrusting inside. wasting no time to in adding a second finger. 

"fuck, i could feel your pussy gripping my fingers" he thrusted his fingers inside, fast, slow. moaning and whimpering senseless words mixed with his name as i came. 

touching his chest, i make my way down his torso. my fingertips memorized every inch of his body. reaching the button of his pants, i look up to find his gaze mixed with hunger and pleading look. wanting more of a reaction of of him, my fingertips brushed lower, feeling him thick and hot through he fabric of his pants. 

he grunted, pushing his hips up into my hand as his jaw clenched. as my hands unbutton his pants i freeze. 

this isn't why i asked him to meet me here, we were suppose to talk, looking up into his eyes i felt my inside twist with anxiety again. his soft caring eyes looked back at me, wondering what was wrong with me. holding onto my hands he places them on his chest

"do you feel that" 

"feel what.."

"my heart, it's beating so fucking loud for you" nodding i help him undress as he helped me

before tossing the jeans aside he reaches inside the back pocket where he had put a condom incase of anything. 

"no" you are shocked at how the words left your mouth

"what?"

"i'm on the pill, let's not use a...condom" you whisper the last part. 

"are you sure" you nod quickly 

putting the condom beside the pillow he looks over at you "just incase you change your mind" bringing his hand to his hard cock he gave himself one hard pump. 

"fuck, i don't know how i'm going to be able to take this slow" giving himself another rough and hard thrust with his fist. 

"then don't" you couldn't help it when your hand made it's way to your wet folds making him grunt at the sight of you touching yourself. before you both could continue touching yourself he decided to take control as he hovered over you his mouth devouring yours. positioned between your hips once more. 

"please" i breathed, pushing myself onto him. feeling his throbbing cock rub against me. placing a kiss on my breasts his hand grabs a hold of my waist as he aligns himself to my entrance finally entering me. one slow deep thrust made me loose my breath. 

"oh fuck" our foreheads against each other as i held onto his shoulders. I could feel everything, I could feel him without anything. a cry of pleasure leaving my throat as his hips rocked against me, only to retreat and thrust back into me, deeper, filling me completely. 

my nails marking  his back as he continued to thrust into me leaving me a mess as i call out his name in between the cry's of pleasure making him loose all restraint. as he thrusts into me another time harder than before my whole body moving up. 

"faster" you begged with tears in your eyes 

holding onto the headboard he thrusts into you once more, making your back arch. 

"i need you to make me yours" you cry out, breaking the thin thread of sanity he was holding onto. he lost all sense of rhythm, as he began to thrust into you harder, faster, deeper. letting go of the headboard he lifts your hips higher as thrusts into you deeper. 

wrapping my arms around his neck as he pulled me up i could feel my high near. lifting my hips, pressing me into him. the sound of our skins meeting and the noises that came out of his plum lips made me feel hotter. hornier. 

increasing the rhythm of my hips, he held onto my hips as he jerked me onto his cock. his hand making his way in between us, his fingers landing above the spot where we were connected. he began to rubbing and circling leaving me breathless as i come all over his cock. 

"fuck" his head falls back as he feels his high coming, the tightening of my walls around him. "y/n get off" he grunts as he lifts my hips only to have me push myself down again "y/n" he calls my name again "inside" you whimper

"but" his breath becoming heavier 

"please" you begin to kiss his neck, leaving him no time to think. as his hips continued to thrust upward, holding onto your waist as you pushed yourself into him each time. his face burrowed in my neck with parted lips. fingers digging into your waist as his hips came to a stop, you feel him shoot inside you as he growls into the nape of your neck. 

your sweaty bodies up against each other, you could feel the beating of your hearts against each other as you both tried to catch your breath. 

lifting your hips he pulls you off of him, letting the white liquid drip down between your thighs. something inside him twitched at the sight of you being filled by him. as you laid down he rubbed his throbbing head onto your folds as he smeared the liquid all around "fuck" he hissed as he felt himself getting hard again. 

getting on all fours, his eyes stare at you as you reach for his length only to push your self into him once more. "fucking ruin me please" pushing yourself into his hips behind you move in a circler motion. his hand resting on your lower back as he begins to thrust into you again. 

"namjoon"

"yes" his fingers caresses your naked back as you were pressed up against his chest. "are you happy" 

"yes?" he laughs "what's with the questions" 

"i meant are you happy here, doing music and all" 

"yes..why?" 

taking in a deep breath you sit up "i think we should break up..." bitting your inner cheek you stare at namjoon who's eyes widen.

"what?" sitting up he looks at you confused 

"we can't see each other as we used to and if jimin finds out it could ruin everything for you" you eyes teared up. his hand reaching up to your face as his thumb wipes your tears "y/n thats why i told you we should've told him" he lets out a frustrated sigh 

"don't worry about this shit, i'll talk to jimin don't worry about that" he pulls you into a hug as he holds you tightly "just don't ever say that again" 

"namjoon, we can't" pushing yourself away from him, you quickly get off the bed as you pick up your clothes getting dressed. "y/n, are you serious?" 

you stay silent as you toss your dress on tying the knot around your neck. "please" you feel his arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you onto his chest "y/n please don't" turning you around, as you stare into his eyes who just like yours were tearing up. you cup his face gently before kissing him. 

what felt like the most beautiful thing all the time became painful. trying to pull you back into the bed you don't let him as you get out of his grip. making your way towards the door you don't turn back as he calls your name. you hear him get off the bed only to quickly make your way out the room. 

"wake up" you shake jimin's arm. 

"why" he whines, slapping your hand away. 

"i'm going home, thats why asshole" you return the slap 

sitting up, half asleep "why? i thought you were staying during the promotion period" he yawns throwing the blanket off of him as he stands up 

"i got some things to do back home.." 

"alright, let me at least take you to the bus station" he gets his shirt from the chair putting it on. "why are you still wearing your dress? did you not sleep at all" he questions you as he picks up his phone to look at the time "bitch it's 5am, can't we just go to sleep. i'll take you once we wake up and that way you can say bye to everyone"

"no" you answer quickly, only making him more curious as to why you wanted to leave so fast 

"fine fine, give me a minute" he mumbles as he walks to the bathroom. your phone kept vibrating inside your purse, and you knew it was namjoon who kept calling ever since you left. 

"call me once you get home" jimin gives you a hug before you board the bus. 

Dear Namjoon | 17

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

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"why are you telling me this" jungkook pushes his way past taehyung who keeps blocking him as they make their way to the practice room. 

"stop pulling my leg, i know you know t-" he looks around before holding onto his shoulder pulling him closer to him as he whispers the next words "i know you know they are a thing" 

rolling his eyes he pushes taehyung's hand away walking to the board room as he opens the door as he gives taehyung a signal to go in. locking the door they both check if anyone is inside "fine hurry up, tell me what happened"

"okay, i was minding my own busines-"

"hard to believe" jungkook chuckles only to have taehyung glare at him as he crosses his arms "do you want me to tell you or not"

"i could care less, but go on"

"what ever then i'm leaving" he tries to push jungkook who was standing in front of the door but he didn't budge "i'm joking, go on"

"fine...i was talking to my dad on the phone when all i see is y/n leaving his room. and then namjoon came out shirtless calling out her name. i waited for a while before i made my way to my room which i was sharing with jimin and guess what"

"taehyung get to the point please, we're going to be late to practice" jungkook sighs frustrated with him for dragging his sentences out. 

"fine fine, i hear her telling jimin that she wanted to leave, jimin was telling her to wait till morning to say good bye but she said she didn't want to. she ended up leaving and guess what. he's been calling her all morning and she doesn't answer. he even asked to borrow my phone, cause well he knows i know and i asked him what happened and he said" he stops to catch his breath in a exaggerated way 

"he said what taehyung!"

"he said they broke up" 

"oh shit"

he nods as jungkook stands there in shock, he didn't think you'd break up with him. He is actually baffled with what taehyung told you. at first when he woke up he thought you had left cause you didn't want to deal with him or you maybe you two got into some fight. but breaking up? that was interesting...

"did she answer when he used your phone" 

"see the thi-" they both jolt as someone pulls on the door only to have them knock right after "taehyung, jungkook you both better not be sneaking something to eat in there. get out already" startled by namjoon both boys open the door slowly "we weren't eating" jungkook says as he steps out 

"even though that would've been a good idea" taehyung pouts. 

"you guys are late, i had to come get you. cause of the both of you we have to do a hour extra of practice" the two younger members stared at namjoon who wasn't looking his great, he was paler than usual and looked exhausted. 

"hyung, are you okay?" taehyung asks as he reaches out to poke his cheek only to have namjoon slap his hand away "i'm fine, i would be better if you guys would just be on time to practice. i'm the one getting in trouble cause of all of you. now lets go" 

"I arrived safely jimin, i told you to not worry" laying on your bed you received a call from jimin who was worried since you went back on your own. 

"are you going to tell me why you left so early" jimin continues to do his stretches as he talks on the phone. they were going to start but since the youngest members weren't there and namjoon had to go find them, he knew that it was gonna take long. might as well not waste time and call you. 

"i just had to come back...don't worry about it" 

"i know but you loo- damn he found them faster than i thought. i have to go. i'll call you back later" without giving you time to respond you heard the beep which ended the call. sitting up you find tissues all over your bed and on the floor, your nose stuffy from all the crying. you needed to clean and wash up before your dad found you in this state. 

you also had school. 

"you got it wrong again" the choreographer yells at namjoon who messed up steps again "what is wrong?" hobi turned to look at namjoon, annoyed. they have been going at this for hours and he's seemed out of focus since the starts it's putting everyone in a bad mood. the two younger members turned to look at each other aware of what's really going on they sympathize with namjoon. 

 "we're tired" jungkook steps up "how can you want us to do it right if we haven't had any breaks" taehyung follows the younger's lead. 

the choreographer sighs in annoyance as he looks up at the clock on the wall. "get here tomorrow at 7am sharp" turning to look at the bold boys who spoke up he points at them "and don't be late, or you'll do extra" taking his bag he marches out the room. everyone watching him as the double doors slam only for everyones body to fall to the ground as they laid on their backs catching their breath. 

"this is not what i signed up for" yoongi yells as he wipes the sweat off his face "namjoon get your head outta your ass what's with you today" the boys began to have a conversation as they laid in on the floor. 

"should we just stay here? I don't think I can move" jimin speaks up, reaching for the water bottle across from him. 

"no, we have to go to the dorm or we won't hear the end of it." jin speaks up 

"she broke up with me" namjoon mutters but everyone heard. 

everything went silent 

"what?" yoongi sits up, leaning against the mirror "who did?"

"my girlfriend idiot"

"don't get your panties in a twist, i was just asking" he flicks him off only to have namjoon chuckle. the rest of the members sit up and look at namjoon who stayed on the ground with his arm covering his eyes "i'm just having a shitty day and caused you guys to have one too" 

"we're a team aren't we. we do everything together" hoseok speaks up patting namjoon's thigh "who's the girl, you gonna tell us now?" jimin breaks the question some of them wanted to ask 

"no" 

"why no-"

"because..i can't" getting off the ground he doesn't bother gathering his things and just storms out the practice room. taehyung gets up, gathering both their things and chases after him. "who ever she is, what a bitchy move" yoongi says as he shakes his head.

"it was crazy" eunsook and the rest of the girls yell. they're rewatching the debut performance while talking about it, those who went of course. 

you had no where else to go so you stayed here and heard them go on about it for the whole hour. "what's with you? you don't look well. i thought you were staying with jimin and the boys longer"

"nah, I needed to come back you know" you lift the book that's suppose to read this semester, the book report was due soon "oh please if i was in your shoes i'd give zero fucks about homework" you roll your eyes as you hit her arm with the book...gently of course. 

"are you lonely now that jimin really is gone"

"yeah, dad's home a lot more but it's still awkward" you laugh remembering how he was acting in the morning "i feel like it's not even me anymore it's just him"

"it's not bad awkward, its just funny now"

You couldn't avoid jimin and the boys for too long. after their promotion time, jimin asked you to come over, you had no choice. it had been two weeks since you last saw him. 

"you saw the most weirdest things during interviews" you laugh at jimin who was hiding behind the pillow as they were playing their interviews on the t.v 

"it's what the public wants" he yells in his defense but everyone teased him about it. you thought it would be weird, being around namjoon but just like before he ignored you only saying hello and small things here and there. you did see taehyung and jungkook staring at you a lot more often and it creeped you out. 

but taehyung had the eyes of someone who wanted to tell you something, either way it freaked you out. going to the small fridge to get a bottle of water taehyung follows close behind "girl"

looking at him, he has his arms crossed and he didn't look happy

"boy" you answer sarcastically 

" why?"

"why what?" shutting the fridge you sigh "use full sentences will you" 

"why did you break up with him? and just when we had our debut" you could feel your heart in your throat as he had no care in the world if someone would hear him, pulling him to the other room you pinch his arm "why the fuck did you say it so loud"

"sorry" 

"i'm not gonna talk about this with you so lets go" sliding the door you gasp as you come face to face with the one person you wanted to avoid. 

"namjoon" you say as he eyes you, he inhales before clearing his throat  "can you move?" 

"oh..yeah" getting out of the way you see him saying goodbye to everyone. the way he treats you, you're grateful he didn't tell jimin but it leaves you a bitter taste. walking past you once more he mutters a goodbye without giving you a glance. 

no one cared to notice how the interactions between the both of you was any different. only two of them did. taehyung who was annoyed by the both of you. and jungkook who had a unreadable expression on his face. 

looking at jungkook you felt anger. you wanted to curse at him. Namjoon thought you were going to stay longer but he was wrong you wanted to leave the moment you got here. "i'm also going to leave, it's getting late" those two snotty brats kept staring at you. "i'm going home" you emphasize trying to get through  their thick ugly skulls

confused at your tone jimin gives you the side eye before giving you a hug "you sure you don't wanna stay? i can kick out taehyung" 

"hey!"

"no i should get home" you smile. 

you say goodbye quickly as you rush down the hall towards the dorms. trying to see if you could talk to namjoon even if it was for a little bit. you don't find him there, standing there dumbfounded you remember the studio he showed you before you two broke up. running up the stairs you make it to the floor, you find namjoon standing in front of the door entering his pin to the door. 

you call out his name at the end of the hallway. out of breath. looking up from the pin pad he looks at you and immediately his expression falls, turning into a frown. "what do you want y/n" 

hearing him call your name doesn't give you a euphoric feeling, you yearn for him to call you babe again anything but the way he says your name now. "can we please talk" you make your way in front of him. his stare makes your body burn, he's only inches from you but you couldn't hug him. 

"please we haven't talked since that nig-"

"because you left, you didn't even want to talk then. so why should we now" 

"please" your hand reaches out for his, only for him to push it away. frustrated he enters the last numbers to the pin pad opening the door "hurry up" 

entering the studio you notice nothing has changed, everything is the same since you last came. he pushes past you as he enters. sitting on the chair you look at the couch. 

the last time we came here we almost...you could feel your ears heat up. yes there was something else you also missed and wanted. 

"what did you want to say" his voice brings you back to reality as he stares at you, standing at the entrance. 

 His jaw was clenched his arms were crossed as he was leaned back against his chair, you could see how he was annoyed by you being in here.

"I'm sorry"

"no, don't start saying sorry and all that other shit" he rolls his eyes as he sits up "seriously y/n, you said we couldn't be together anymore. You said we should put distance between each other" he scoffs

"but yet here you are, trying to talk" he drags the last work out sarcastically. "I just don't want us to be on bad terms..namjoon you knew this could've happen-" you get startled as he stands up abruptly "no, I didn't ever imagine us breaking up. Unlike you I was ready to face the consequences of our relationship and I was ready to face jimin"

you both stare into each others eyes, namjoon begins to walk towards you. Holding your waist he pulls you closer to him, his hand caresses your cheek "but I could never make you do something you don't want" 

Dear Namjoon | 18

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

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How did we end up doing this again, you couldn't bring your thoughts to place as he kissed your lips. holding onto your waist as he makes you back up onto the couch. "we can't" you manage to say as he leaves a trail of kisses down your neck. 

"why not" he sucks on your skin making you bite down on your lower lip.

"you keep saying we can't but what I want to know is if you want to" he stops, staring into your eyes as he waits for a answer. 

lifting your lower half onto him he grinds against your heat. "tell me you want to" he caresses your thighs. his fingers traced his way to the hem of your shorts as he pulls them down with your panties. "hmmm tell me to stop" tossing them aside he hovers over you as he kisses your lips occasionally sucking on them one hand cupping your chest and his other carefully pushing his finger into your tight entrance. 

when a slight groan escaped your mouth he couldn't help it anymore and his pent up feelings were let out. undoing his pants he spreads her wetness with his fingers some more before grabbing her waist and aligning his member to her entrance, giving her no warning he thrusts into her covering her mouth with his lips to stop her from making any loud noise. 

"fuck, look how you take me so well" he groans as he thrusts his hips into you once more. he missed your lips, your body, your touch. he missed hearing your little moans leave your lips as you called his name. your pussy was throbbing for more as you unconsciously began to rock your hips forward making him. "y/n he slows down his pace giving you a slow burn as his hips thrusted into you "You won't ever get over me will you" 

there was this ego he felt. his pride was hurt by you not so long ago. a part of him wanted to hold you and say everything was going to be okay. another part wanted to fuck you senseless and leave you asking for more. 

pulling out of you, he feels satisfied as he hears you whine feeling the emptiness without him inside you. "y/n if you want it so badly, you'll have to do it yourself" sitting back on the couch he sits there staring at your naked figure in display for him. he was cocky, he wanted you to beg for it. 

you wanted him deep inside you, you wanted him to hold you and kiss you but you knew if you fell for his traps today it'll never end. next time you see him you'll fall for it again and end up in the same situation. 

but when it came to him. you had no common sense or self control at all.

sitting up as your pussy was dripping and throbbing for more. you straddle him, his hand resting on the sides you stared into his eyes. the smug look on his face made your insides twist with excitement. 

you grab onto his cock as you align it to your entrance. about to lower yourself on it, he stops you as he presses two fingers onto your clit making you let out a soft moan. "namjoon please" your voice would barely come out as he rubbed his fingers against your clit. letting them slip in as he teases you. "what do you want" he says as he slowly glides his fingers some more. 

he played the teasing game a little more before he pulled you down on to his hard cock himself. thrusting his hips upward as he helped guide your hips. you were a mess, physically and emotionally. you wanted to tell him everything that happened between you and jungkook in hopes for him to take you back. but you kept remembering how they looked on the stage and couldn't bring yourself to say anything.

"inside or out" he grunts as you bounce on his cock, your nipple in his mouth as he bites down, leaving marks everywhere. "doesn't matter"

he nods before pushing your body down on the sofa, after a few thrusts you both came together, the fluid leaking out from where you were both completely joined did not stop him. rather, his hand made its way to her clit as he thumbed her "i can't no more" you managed to say between your pleas

"did you forget, once isn't enough" rubbing the tip of his cock against my clit as he rubbed the juices against it as if he was painting he wastes no time to enter you again 

you began to cry out due to the intense stimulation but only suppressed sounds of yes and moans came out of you mouth. as he gripped your trembling thighs as he push you to your side he rammed into you as if to fill you completely. your leg hung over his shoulder as your other leg was pinned between his thigh and couch  

you had never experienced this position and it was driving you insane. he gave you no time to even think of anything but him as he pulls himself out completely before slamming back in hard. he kissed your lips swallowing your moans lowering your thigh he guides them to wrap around his waist. 

namjoon lifted your hips as his thrusts increased to an unthinkably rapid pace. pushing himself in as far as he could and hitting the deepest parts of your insides repeatedly. you came not shortly after but he kept going. you both stared at each other until you saw the look of satisfaction on namjoon's face as he pulled out once he completely emptied his load inside you. 

"fuck, that was something" he says, grabbing the tissue from the desk to clean himself before putting his soften dick in his pants. he turns to look at you as your chest rose and fell from you trying to catch your breathe "here" he says as he hands you a towel. 

oh..i know how we got to this you thought as you watch him sit on his desk, putting on the headphones and giving you his back. 

- earlier-

"but I could never make you do what you don't want" holding on to his hand you stare into his eyes "we can't date anymore..we can't do anything anymore" 

"then why do you keep looking at me like that" he says as he holds onto your waist "why do you keep giving me those eyes, asking me to touch you" 

"We can't date anymore, so we should do this" you try to push him away 

"date?" he scoffs "if dating is such a problem, then lets just deal with our needs" 

"what?" 

"don't fucking lie to yourself, I know you want me to fuck you" 

you get dressed, as you watch him playing on the keyboard as he continues to do what ever he was doing. ignoring you completely. 

you figured out what this meant. now you guys weren't going to be anything but each others relief. everything jimin told you about him made your stomach twist at the thought of him treating you that way he treated all the other girls. 

you tap on his shoulder, having him take off the headphones to turn to look at you. he smirks as he sees all the markings you couldn't cover with the little clothes you had on "better go before jimin sees you" 

"namjoon we didn't tal-"

"there's no need, i think we sorted our shit out already. we fucked and made up. next time you come i'll be here too so if you want it you know where i'll be."

"wait.."

"what? we both got needs right"

"namjoon are you planning to just go with someone el-"

"no that's why you're here right" you could feel how your eyes were burning at how you wanted to just cry. why was he acting this way. 

"why are you being such a bitch" you snap at him, getting off the chair he grabs steps in front of you "because i'm so close to calling jimin in here and telling him i fuck his little sister so we can get this shit over with and i can have you when ever i want" pushing past you he opens the door, looking down the hall he sees its clear. 

"you need to go before someone sees you" 

walking past him he gives your ass a firm slap before shutting the door after you glare at him.

leaning against the door namjoon sighs "fuck, why did i say those things" 

Dear Namjoon | 19

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

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It had been over a month since you've last seen Jimin or ant of the boys to be precise. It's been a week since you last got a call from Jimin. You stopped yourself each day from calling him, you were used to having him around, But he wasn't the only person you would think of. There was days where you'd stare at namjoon's contact trying to make your thumb that was hovering over the phone icon to press down and call him.

There were days when you wanted to run to where he was and tell him how much you missed him and how you didn't care what jimin would think or say. Each time you gathered the courage you thought of the last things he said to you and how his face showed more disappointment than love.

There wasn't much for you to do back home, other than hang out with eunsook and the club. It was the weekend when you were laying in bed bored out of your mind, when you got the message.

jumping off the bed you looked out the window only to see namjoon getting out of the car (in this world he drives ig) looking down at your phone you see the message once more to read and make sure you weren't imagining things. you were alone at home and bored, this could be all in your head. But no matter how many times you read it over and over in your head you finally knocked out of it when the door bell rang.

JIMIN Namjoon is heading to our place, asshole won a contest and got the weekend off. I asked him to get something from my room! let him in please!!

you thought if you stayed quiet and didn't make any noise he'd think no one was home. either way you weren't near the front door or first floor. you instead stared at the screen of your phone which lit up due to another message coming in.

JIMIN are you not home?

chicken. Is all you could think about as you walked towards your door to close it very slowly. you stood against the wall as you contemplated if you should just go downstairs and let him in with some stupid excuse like, i was sleeping or i was taking a shit but it will already be awkward between the two of you.

JIMIN Well, I don't know where you are but just namjoon is gonna be at our place. I gave him my key I just thought you'd freak out if he entered.

if you could kill him through the phone you probably would. Seeing the message you rush to put your phone down on the desk farthest from your bed as you rush to get under the covers. once you finally stop moving you hear the front door open, namjoon talking out loud as to announce his presence incase of anyone being home. turning to look at the wall you hoped he wouldn't come check in your room.

why would he? there was nothing going on between you two...well at least officially. you could hear his footsteps as he walked up the stairs and passing your room. you held your breath, hearing your heart racing you wondered if he entered the room if he would hear it too. You began to pray he would just ignore you completely and leave.

You could hear how he closes jimin's door and heads towards the stairs, but just like everything else in your life as of lately nothing ever goes as planned. Your phone rings once more indicating jimin probably messaged you, stopping Namjoon at the hall outside your room. you hear him sigh as he walks towards your room, you hear how he stops in front of your door and knocks on the door gently.

but you ignore it, hiding more under the covers as you bring them over your head.

he didn't bother to knock again or say anything at all. instead you hear him head downstairs but never heard him leave the house.

you sat up, waiting to hear him leave. fuck it he already knows i'm here, you thought once getting off the bed to see what jimin or who ever it was had sent you.

JIMIN By the way, he'll be staying over for the weekend :P fucking jimin

"You asshole" jimin yells as he hits namjoon with the ball. The staff made them play a game, who ever won got the weekend off and could leave the dorms, but had to be back monday morning before practice.

namjoon, who had a very proud face right now stood tall as the other members were whining from their loss.

once they got back to the dorms he was packing his bag when he received a call from his parents saying he couldn't go home because it was getting remodeled. jimin who was still complaining about the fact he almost won overheard his conversation "you can just crash at my place" he says once you hang up.

Stay at your place? that was the last thing he wanted to do. y/n would be there, there was a tension every time you both met. It was as if you guys couldn't even sit down and talk without having sex and then ignoring each other right after. He knew it was him, he was the problem.

"it's fine i'll just stay here instead" you mumble, you open the gym back only to have jimin throw a pillow at you "then why the fuck did you win for? it's not like you could switch with one of us! just go, stay at my place. what's the problem?" jimin was frustrated. He wanted to get out of the dorm, and the everyday practice.

but we all knew he wouldn't be able to take a day off, he'd probably slip away to practice at some point during the day.

"fine"

parking a block away from the house he stares at y/n's contact. the name juicy thighs on his screen makes him think back to the day he decided that name. his finger hovering over the phone icon he can't help but hesitate - the last conversation you both had and the whole moment wasn't exactly pretty.

rubbing his forehead he goes back to his contacts and calls jimin instead, letting the phone ring as he gathers up his thoughts with a reason as to why he himself couldn't just go knock on the door.

"are you there? did she not answer?" jimin asks right away, out of breath. Namjoon could tell he was probably in the practice room dancing on his own. "no, I think she'll freak out if I just show up. Can't you call her and let her know" he says quickly, trying not to show how nervous he was.

"I gave you the key tho" he says clueless

"yeah even more reason to let her know, idiot"

"shit your right, I didn't even give you her number" he laughs- giving you her number as you pretend to be writing it down. "alright, let me call her then" namjoon ends the call, not saying anything else as he drives up to the drive through looking up at your window. letting out a sigh he gets out of the car and walks up to the front door.

he stood there for a good 10 minutes before jimin calls him back telling him you probably weren't home and that he could just enter and make himself at home. "sleep in my room, don't worry about anything" jimin says cheerfully "and don't forget to bring what I asked for!" namjoon begins to regret accepting the offer to crash at his place.

The thought of you not being home helped him relax a bit, shoving his phone to his back pocket he takes out the key and enters the house. "hello?" he says out loud, trying to see if anyone was home or not. after standing there for a good minute he takes off his shoes and makes his way upstairs.

as he reaches the top of the stairs he looks over to your room, the door closed- he wondered if you two were still together and in good terms if you had run down and greeted him. shaking his head as he pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind he walks into jimin's leaving his things there along with shoving the shit he wanted into a bag so he wouldn't forget.

about to leave the second floor namjoon stops in his steps when he hears a phone ring in y/n's room. looking at the door- a sour look appears on his face. "great" he mumbles under his breath, he looks down the stairs and back at your room debating if he should just get this over with and walk in there for the both of you to just talk. "fuck it" he says, ignoring every sensor in his body that's yelling to run away.

knocking on your door he waits to hear or have you say something- maybe come to the door but there was only silence on both sides of the door. reaching for the door knob he stops himself from entering your room, turning away from the door he heads downstairs.

"Don't worry about it, I'm happy to have you over" Mr. Park shakes namjoon hand as he greets him at the door. Jimin had called his dad to let him know namjoon would be staying over and he was more than delighted to keep him here for the weekend.

"Have you seen y/n" he asks, picking up his phone to order some take out. "No, when I got here no one was home" he shows a smile.

Mr. Park leaves Namjoon alone as he walks up to y/n's room. Knocking on the door he opens without waiting for a response- he finds you sitting on your desk doing some sort of work book "y/n, have you been here all day"

"sadly" you say rolling your eyes

"ok? Namjoon is downstairs he'll be staying all weekend. Come down so we could eat" without letting you decline the offer he walks out your room leaving the door wide open. Frustrated you grab a pillow, screaming into it as it muffles the noise.

grabbing your sweater you toss it on, making your way downstairs. act like you don't give a shit, you see namjoon sitting across from Mr.Park giving him those dimples that make you melt each time he would smile at you.

namjoon glances at you, his smile disappearing instantly as he fidgets in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. He didn't expect you to come down, maybe you'd give some excuse to go out or to just simply stay in your room.

"Hey" y/n says as she waves at him, he just nods his head without giving her a response- going back to talking with her dad. you are left speechless, standing by the staircase. Did he just - you look aroundseeing if there is anything you could throw at him.

There was grudge the both of them had against each other. one broke up with the other over stupid reason and the other basically proposed to just be fuck buddies.

both of them agreeing to these things, and simply letting them happen has them both at fault. Question is who's going to break first and apologize.

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"is it hard for jimin?" Mr.Park asks namjoon, passing the food out as you all sat down to eat. You wanted to escape to your room but he didn't let you, sitting down at the table with the two people you feel the most uncomfortable with- one being your dad who you haven't really bonded with and the other being your ex-boyfriend you broke up with.

"jimin has his own disadvantages, dance not being one of them. it's more of his confidence, he's probably practicing right now even though practice must've ended."

you listen in to the conversation, keeping quiet and making no eye contact what so ever as you pick on your food- i can't even eat .

"are you not hungry" your dad says as he's been watching you push around your food on the plate.

"not really" you say putting down your chopsticks, as you sit back on the chair looking at them both only slightly glancing at namjoon. who didn't bother to look up at you, he just continued to eat.

"eat some fruit then" he gets up making his way to the kitchen.

there's a awkward silence between the two of you once your dad leaves. you could see him in the kitchen from the counter space. There was no way you could speak a word to namjoon without your dad hearing what ever you both say.

"Does jimin eat well" you suddenly ask, catching him by surprise but he doesn't show it. "yeah, we're on diets here and then but he's alright"

"diet's as in?"

"chicken breasts" namjoon says nonchalant

"what?"

"that's all we eat, somedays at least" pushing back his seat he picks up his plate and walks to the kitchen "don't worry i'll wash dishes you say out loud as you see them both arguing on who was gonna wash the dishes.

"i'll be going to sleep, i've had a long day" he chuckles.

he walks to the staircase, you stare at him. Your mind screaming to just go and talk to him but you are too stubborn to do so.

"fuck it" you say as you jump off the chair and rush after him

"let's talk" namjoon was just about to enter jimin's room

"not today, i'm tired"

"then when" you stand next to him

"when I feel like it"

with those final words he shuts the door 

Dear Namjoon | 20

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

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He sat on jimin's chair as he watched my naked body laying on the bed. "Is this what you want" he says sternly, his eyes following every curve of your body as he had to use everything inside him to stop himself from pressing you down on the bed as he took you from behind. 

"namjoon" I whimper, my core throbbing for him. 

"tell me something y/n, why is it that even after you broke up with me. You always seem to end up at my door step begging me with those eyes to fuck you senseless" I turn my head to the side, hands gripping the sheets as my face heats up from his intense stares. 

"look at me" he speaks up but I couldn't look his way even if I wanted to, I wanted to just tell him everything that was going on in my mind. Tell him how I never wanted to break up but I felt pressured by his whole career not to include jimin who I felt the most guilty to. 

"why am I the only one naked" you look his way. "isn't this what you came in here for?" the distance in his voice made your heart ache each time, he sounded uninterested or displeased with you. "I wanted to talk" you respond with attitude only to have him chuckle as he pokes the side of his cheek with his tongue clearly done with you. 

"all i've done is look at you and you're dripping wet already" he says amused "but all you wanted to do was talk?" 

"you're one to talk, I can see how hard you are from here" you grin 

"tell me babe, how do you keep your horny ass under control when you don't have me here to pleasure you huh" he smirks as he watches you shift in your position, the name calling got you each time. pressing your thighs together made you whimper at the sudden friction. The affect he had on you made you angry, you wanted him to beg for once.  gathering the courage you could as you look at his dark brown eyes not letting him intimidate you. "you really wanna know"

there's a silence in the room, you began to feel embarrassed. It was your turn to eye his body. the toned arms that would hold onto you, you wanted him to just hold you again. 

spreading your legs, he raises a brow as he looks at you not breaking contact once. slowly dragging my hand down my body, as I reach my nipples. The small buds are hard and swelled up the slight touch making me squirm. closing my eyes I imagine the one touching me is him, I can feel like light kisses he would leave on my body, just as he's pulling and rubbing them. I harshly pinch my left one, imagining it's him taking a bite out of me like i'm some sort of delicious desert. 

Completely forgetting namjoon's presence in the room, ignoring how I could hear him clear his throat. the moment I slightly open my eyes catching a glimpse of him, I see how he doesn't look away even once. My body screaming for more pleasure made my hand unconsciously travel down as it reaches my pussy. And he was right, I was fucking soaked. My fingers slipped past my folds into my entrance wasting no time I immediately curl my fingers as i thrust them into myself. 

"what's fucking you right now, my fingers or my cock?" he smirks as he hears me whimper the moment he spoke up. His voice made my walls clench around my fingers. he hums as if waiting for a answer only making me arch my back as a moan slips my trembling lips. turning to look at him, he was in the same position as the last time I saw him. I needed him inside me, "fingers" you manage to say - only to earn a chuckle from him. 

"cause nothing can satisfy me like that thick juicy cock of yours" his smile disappears into a thin line. you didn't know the sight of you touching yourself, the little whimpers that left your throat as you tried to please yourself and every single thing you said was taking a toll on him. he clenches his jaw, and you knew it was game over. you won. 

"fuck" he growls as he gets off the chair making his way to the bed as he pulls the shirt over his head. Knee on the bed he pulls you up as his lips crash into yours, eagerly. You can't help but tangle your hands in his hair as you pull him down to hover over you, the feeling of butterflies erupting in your stomach making your lips tremble against his. bitting on your bottom lip trying to get you to let him in only to receive a laugh from you. 

"I thought you didn't want to" pulling on his dark strands he groans as he stares down at you. "don't fucking treat me like that again, or I won't be the one begging at a door step" pushing him off of you as you get up. picking up your clothes from the floor you don't turn back to look at him at all as you get dressed. 

Namjoon sat at the edge of the bed as he watched you get dressed. Fucking asshole, who does he think he is, he waits till you get to the door for him to get up and close it right when you had just seen outside. A strong force took a hold of your chin, "you started something, shouldn't you finish it" he says 

you glance down at his little problem and grin "i don't know, you don't really deserve it, now do you?" pushing his hand away, you pull on the door knob and quickly went down the hall to your room. locking the door. 

"how did you sleep" your dad asked namjoon, the three of you having breakfast together once again. "yeah did you rest well" you smile at namjoon, serving him orange juice. 

You could tell he was still pissed about last night. "I didn't sleep much, I was busy writing a song but got distracted...so I had to work till morning" he sits back as he takes the cup of juice you served him and gulps it down in one go. "if you excuse me, I have to finish composing it" giving you both his signature dimple smile he gets up, picking up his plate as he walks to the kitchen. "y/n try not to bother him, since he'll be working" 

"what makes you think i'll bother him?" 

"you kept asking about jimin yesterday, he'll be here for tomorrow and monday morning. let him work" he tells you as he gets up to leave 

"i thought he was on a little break" you mumble, looking at your plate of food. 

______ "how's it going" yoongi tells namjoon over the face time call. both decided to call and talk about how the lyrics were going as yoongi was producing the music. "I haven't gotten much done" namjoon groans. yoongi looks up at the computer as he sighs, "I knew it wasn't a good idea for you to go there" 

"what? why?" 

getting up from his seat he walks over to the door shutting it. "i'm not fucking stupid namjoon, I know you're dating y/n" namjoon looks up from his notepad, "you're wrong" 

yoongi's brow raises as he looks at namjoon "whatever just don't fuck up, we need this done in a week" 

"i'm serious we aren't dating...anymore"

"what did you two break up and that's why you've been distracted?" yoongi stops what he was doing, Maybe if namjoon just talked to someone about what happened then he'll let it go or move on, is what he thought. "i guess...i don't fucking know" 

"look namjoon, get off that fucking chair and go talk to her. i'll buy us more time, but when you get back from there on monday. You better be a hundred percent back" without giving him a chance to answer he hangs up the call.  the only thing yoongi caused was for him to get more irritated. 

"yes he's in your room, doesn't leave it at all to be honest" you tell jimin, who was calling namjoon to check in on him but he wasn't answering. "he's lame, the break was for him to go out and have fun. the fuck is he working for" he whines, still angry he didn't win. 

"shut up, you know you'd be practicing non-stop if you had won" shaking your head as you laugh. 

"yeah but I would've had you to distract me" and as if the most brillant idea had just came to him he gasped "y/n go distract him, don't let him work" 

"yeah i'd rather not" you shake your head 

"please" he tries a pathetic attempt at a puppy face causing you to fake gag "please stop, fine i'll go see what I can do" you hang up. 

"as if i'd go talk to him..after what happened last night" you roll your eyes, jumping into your bed to take a nap. 

Sleeping in the whole day, you finally step out into the world to see what there was to eat. getting to the staircase you could hear music coming from jimin's room, "unbelievable he really is working huh" shaking your head you go downstairs to make yourself something to eat. 

troubled. You stood at the kitchen counter staring at two sandwiches, debating if you should go in there and give him one. "I shouldn't let him starve" you mumble remembering that jimin told you when he gets into his writing he forgets to even eat. letting out a sigh you grab the plate and walk upstairs to jimin's room. 

the music was loud at the other side of the door, no matter how many times you knocked there was no answer. "This fucking idiot" you curse, turning the knob of the door you let yourself in. opening your mouth to tell namjoon you had been knocking you stop at the doorway. "y/n, i'm busy" namjoon says, clearly pissed at the moment as someone stops the music.

You couldn't even say something back "HEY Y/N" jimin yells, namjoon was face timing the guys since he finished a part of the lyrics and yoongi finished producing his part. "hey jimin..." you softly say. walking to the desk you give him the food you had made and the bottle you had brought with you "sorry I barged in, You didn't come down to eat so..." it was silent, namjoon kept looking at you with a face that said "can you leave" you could hear jimin giggling with taehyung and you stare at the screen, sticking your middle finger at him "fuck you jimin" 

not looking back at them you leave the room just how you had entered, slamming the door behind you. 

"fuck i do?" jimin keeps laughing 

"can we just get back to work already" namjoon speaks up. "i think this the best chorus we've done" yoongi starts to talk "let's stick to this and build around it, alright namjoon now you really can rest. thanks for working on this" 

"yeah what ever, i'm going to sleep now" 

"don't forget to eat" jin says 

looking at the food you had left on the desk he sighs "yeah sure"

Dear Namjoon| 21

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

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Clearly there was tension between us, dad was starting to catch up as he saw us being distant with each other.

"do you guys wanna go out later? i don't know watch a movie...what do you young kids do these days" he chuckles awkwardly.

"I can't right now, i started a new project. I don't think leaving it aside would be a good idea right now" namjoon speaks up, not giving you a glance at all. you felt irritated, he was suppose to be resting but he's working. Jimin told you he should relax and think about something other than work, and asked you for help to make it happen. but how could you when all he did was ignore you, at breakfast. even when you saw him as you passed each other in the hall.

"thank you for the food" he says, getting up from his seat he grabs his plate. looking up at him you expected at least some goodbye but he ignored your presence till the end.

what did you expect, you wanted this. you wanted to put some distance between the both of you to avoid destroying  what he had, in return you both are nothing. grabbing the rest of the dishes you walk to the kitchen, namjoon was drying his dishes. you stand beside him as you place the rest of the dishes in the sink. turning on the water you begin to wash the dishes, giving him the silent treatment as well.

"thank you" he says after a while of just staring at you, leaning against the sink as he looks out towards the dinning room where your dad was taking a call. "for what" you tell him nonchalant. "the food, but i'd appreciate it if you don't enter the room from now on"

"do I bother you that much" you place the last dish on the rack, turning your body to face him as his elbows are pressed against the sink. you stand in front of him as he stares at you. "or what? you can't control yourself when i'm around?" you're close, too close for his own sanity. clearing his throat he looks away and stands straight, placing his hands in his pockets. he looks over at your dad who had left the dinning room.

"you know y/n, isn't it funny how after you broke up with me. you've become so bold" his hands made their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him. you bite down on your bottom lip, trying to keep a straight face and not show how much effect he has on you.

"why?" he combs your hair back, placing it behind your ear "why is it that when you had me you we're scared but now" he chuckles, closing all space between the both of you he bends a little and leans in, his breath hitting your ear. "now you provoke me in your kitchen with your dad one room away...what? you aren't scared anymore?" you were about to answer but only let out a gasp as he bit on your ear lobe before pushing you away "it's my last day here, don't cause trouble and stay away. and don't come to my room unless you wanna get some" he says touching his crotch with a smug look.

ever since jimin left the house had been quiet, but the moment namjoon came to stay over there was music playing at every hour. you could hear how he'd walk out of the room and pace in the hallway. sitting in the living room with my dad we'd look up at the second floor when we heard him curse out loud or say it wasn't right.

"it must be hard" dad says as he shakes his head "not everyone can write music" i chuckle. he nods, but it was as if he had more to say "but at that age? you shouldn't be stressed like that" i agreed with him, reason why I broke up with him was because of all the stress i was afraid our relationship would cause. looking at his watch he gets up and grabs his coat "well i have to head out, try not to stress him out" he chuckles as you pouted.

taking out your phone you dial jimin's number, right away when he answers you complain to him how namjoon's only been working and just completely in a bad mood.

"he's currently on the phone with yoongi and hoseok...they're writing a song" jimin sighs "if i had gotten time off all i'd do is sleep" you roll your eyes "lies, you would've been dancing all night long with the worst anxiety" you tell him earning a guilty smile from him.

talking for a little longer you end up hanging up, after coming up with the plan to go and interrupt their conversation. while jimin on the other side will get taehyung to barge in on yoongi and hoseok.

walking up the stairs you hear the same song from yesterday, and you felt privileged to hear their music without it even being released. without knocking you enter once you hear yoongi call taehyung's name who barged into the room. namjoon turns to look at you, already annoyed. walking up to the table, you push his chair away as you take over his computer "bye guys, it's his last day here and he's going to actually rest and not work" with one click you cut the call before yoongi could curse at you.

"what the fuck, i told you i started a new project" he scoffs, brushing his hair back. you look at him, eyes drawn to his broad shoulders. his shirt tight on his arms showing off how muscular they are.

"come on, you should take a break, you're frustrated and how do you expect to make music that way"  he groans leaning his head back on the chair "what ever, just get out"

"don't you remember"

"remember what" he sighs, not caring to look at you as you talked. now it was you who was angry, he keeps making you feel as if you didn't matter to him, yes it was you who broke off the relationship but this wasn't fair, when is he gonna understand why you did it.

getting on your knees you place your hands on his thighs "you said not to enter unless i wanted something" he was shocked, looking down at you as you kneeled in front of him just the sight of it he was already getting hard.

reaching up for to his nape, you pull him down crashing your lips on his giving him no time to react. not letting you win he takes control over the kiss the moment his hands are tangled in your hair, as he tugs your head back to deepen the kiss. you waste no time, as you press on his harden length underneath his shorts making him groan. pulling away from the kiss, he presses his forehead against yours "y/n, where's your dad" he says out of breath

"he left" you respond, not giving his member any relief as you tease him. "fuck, you haven't changed, you're still a chicken" he chuckles "shut up and lift your hips" you tell him as you smack his hand away

without arguing he does as you say, pulling down his boxers revealing his long, thick veiny cock full of precum you look up at him, his eyes filled with lust "all the way baby girl" without arguing you obey, opening your mouth he slips himself inside my mouth his lower lip tucked between his teeth as the moan leaves his chest as your lips wrap around him.

you began to work on him as his head fell back "fuckk..that little mouth of yours" he grunts, not holding back as he bucks his hips forward forcing me to take more of him "you always have taken me well" the compliments you make you feel wet down there, you wanted him.

opening your mouth wider, he thrusts deeper until he feels his tip hit the back of my throat. swirling your tongue around his harden length. doing everything you could to hear him moan your name. his head leaned back, sweat running down his neck the view was perfect. he could feel that he was close, not wanting to finish he holds onto your hair as he himself out of you "shit...each time you give me head, you get better and better" he chuckles. lifting you up he sits you on his lap, one leg on each side.

immediately he kisses you. there was something different about this sex, the after sex. while you both were dating he was different, now there was a feeling.

it made you feel sick in your stomach

you gasp as you feel namjoon slip his index and ring finger into you "really? you're thinking about something else right now?" he growls "w-wait namjoon" you moan as he thrusts his digits into you not caring.  "have you been waiting for me to fuck you since i got here?"

"what" you can bearly speak out

"hmm"

"no..."

"liar, look how wet you are" he says pulling out his digits out, lifting you up he walks to the bed, lips connected. he lays you down without breaking the kiss. you begin to undress each other, the clothes ending up at some corner of the room. "are you sure you wanna do this, it' your brothers room" his face dips to your neck as he leaves trails of kisses "why bring him up right now of all times" you say sarcastically

irritated with your attitude he bites on your neck causing you to groan "cause that's all you care about, your brother" taking your nipple between his teeth he tugs on it before sucking on it "namjoon" you let out his name in a desperate tone "what?" you can't help but just whimper.

fixing himself between his legs, you waited for him to just enter you but he was only staring at you "namjoon" you say in a questioning tone "tell me you don't feel anything for me" he says, gripping your thighs "what?"

"tell me that after this we're over" and there you saw it, this was the feeling. you both we're clinging on to each other but trying to stay away at the same time "i would be lying if i said that" you respond, fingers tangled in his black locks as he hovered over you. "then kiss me" pulling him towards you, you lips met his for a slight kiss. "you're driving me crazy" he says

"just for tonight, can we forget about everything"  sitting up you reach over to jimins drawer, taking out a box of condoms "do they even work" namjoon says, taking the box as he checked to make sure "our luck, they do" i'm propped up on my elbows as i watch him slip it on, rubbing it on my folds before aligning himself to my entrance.

with a single hip movement he was inside me. the gasp that left my lips made him grin, "i missed being inside you" he groans, pulling my legs closer to him. gripping my thighs he chuckles "these juicy thick thighs will always be my favorite" giving you no time to answer he lifts your legs over his shoulders as he thrusted into you deeper than before causing the both of you to moan loudly. you wince at his size, since you both hadn't had sex for a while. he pulls out slightly and slammed his hips forward making you scream out.

"fuck...harder namjoon please" you screamed out digging your nails onto his forearms. wasting no time he carries on thrusting as fast and hard as he could, while watching your small fists  clench onto the sheets while you moaned his name at the feeling of him inside you. namjoon claimed your lips again, you lift your hips to change angle only to have him groan loudly. "shit y/n  hold on" he grunts as he reaches for a pillow, lifting your hips to place it underneath "shit" you whimper as his thrusts became more erratic, namjoon slammed his hips into you as you held onto his shoulders "fuck i'-" you couldn't finish your sentences from the euphoric feeling you felt inside your stomach as you came all over his cock.

"shit" he hissed, as your walls clenched all around him. thrusting into you through your orgasm he holds onto your waist giving you no attention as you cried out due to the over stimulation. his thrusts became sloppy before he released his orgasm. "good thing you're dad isn't home or else he would've heard that" he smirks

"pull out" you whimper, placing your hand on his lower stomach as you try to push him away. your eyes widen as you feel him getting big once again. "stop, are you serious?!" you panic. pulling out he takes off the condom. grabbing the box that was tossed at the end of the bed "there's three more. i don't think jimin will be coming back anytime soon" he takes another one out "wait we can't go again" you hit his chest as he hovers over you again "why not, you never had a problem with it before"

you're heart starts beating fast as you see him dip his head between your legs "these thighs girl, i think i'm addicted" he begins to suck on your thighs, leaving hickeys all over "w-wait i'm serious na-" you let out a moan when the tip of his warm tongue moves in a  circular motion against my clit, making shakes go to every part of my body. your hands right away going to his hair, he doesn't complain.

"namjoon, please" you cry out "i want you" lifting his head, he licks his lips "want to feel good?" he says, you nod right away

"turn around, and i'll make you feel great" doggy style, he loves it. but you love seeing his face as you make love.

"now" he smacks your thigh, causing you to yelp

leaving kisses on your back as you get on all fours "did you like that" he says landing another slap on your ass, your hands gripping the sheets "I guess we're still learning about this beautiful body of yours" he kisses your cheek, before spreading your ass as he enters you from behind

after the second time, it took you everything to stop him from going a third time. now you were straddling him with his shirt on. both making out. pulling away from the kiss, the both of you had the widest smiles on your faces. "feel better?" you tell him, earning a laugh "sex is the best stress reliever" you laugh as he wiggles his brows at you.

"but you aren't allowed to have anyone else" you wrap your arms around him. "i wouldn't want anyone else" he steals a kiss from you making you giggle. "y/n, please. lets just get back together" he pleads

"we ca-"

"do you know how much worse it'll be if jimin finds out we are just some fuck buddies, i think thats worse than finding out we're dating" turning your head to the side to avoid his gaze, cause you knew he was right. "babe please, i need you" grabbing your chin, he makes you face him

fine

who cares if jimin knows

i can't be without you

that's what you wanted to tell him. that's what was about to slip from your mouth. "namjoon-" both your heads snap towards the door as you hear a sudden knock "y/n, namjoon. both of you come downstairs" you're eyes widen in shock, your dad was back. for how long? what did he hear ? you stare at namjoon in shock as he swears under his breath before looking back at you, his hands caressing your waist as he kisses your forehead "it's going to be ok" helping you off of him, you both dress up.

"maybe it's better if you stayed up here, let me talk to him" you stop namjoon before he opens the door. "yeah no, it takes two to tango" throwing a arm around your waist he opens the door, pulling you with him.

your dad was sitting in the living room rubbing his forehead "dad.." you say softly

he sighs, before looking up. "sit down please"

there was a awkward tension in the air, namjoon though. he looked like he was proud to get caught by his girlfriends dad. he had no shame what so ever "do you at least use protection"

"yes" you respond

"are you both dating?" another question

no, was going to be your answer but namjoon beat you to it "yes"

"namjoon" you say his name quickly "what, want me to say we're fuck buddies or something to your old man?" he shakes his head, "we're dating, it's just complicated"

"why is it complicated" my dad speaks up

"because jimin doesn't know" and as if my dad right away caught on he rubbed his forehead "y/n..really"

"you see i'm starting to get irritated with this whole situation" namjoon speaks up "this obsession with his sister, that he doesn't even let her date who she wants. not even if he wants to date one of his friends. which in my opinion is better than some random guy" your jaw could touch the ground as you heard him "so tell me mr.park, do you disapprove of our relationship? you're the father here"

you glanced between the both of them, not knowing what to say or do

"no, you're a good kid. what reason do i have to interfere. the thing is jimin-"

"there we go again with jimin, who fucking cares. why can't y/n's happiness come first. maybe if he wasn't always so possessive of his friends and sister and would just accept it we wouldn't have to hide. i'm planning to tell him, not now but soon" he speaks up

"wait, you can't" you stand quickly making your chair fall back "do you want to be with me y/n?"

you stare at namjoon, tears in your eyes.

fuck you, for making me choose.

"no" turning away from him you make your way up the stairs, not looking back as they called your name.

Dear Namjoon| 22

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

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"this whole brother shit you got going on has to stop" namjoon chases after you as you made your way up to your room. wanting to shut the door before he could catch up but failed as he pushes the door open shutting it behind him. "y/n, i'm serious why are you being like this" he was angry you could tell by how he his eyes narrowed as he looked down at you. his jaw clenched, trying to control himself from yelling.

"you don't understand" you yell which made namjoon's brow lift "enlighten me"

"we can-" 

"y/n, if you come out with all the bullshit excuses you've been using then don't even open that mouth of yours" his voice loud at first before he lowers it, controlling himself. you mouth left agape since you had nothing to say. he was right you were starting to ask yourself why you had been having such a hard time just accepting everything that was happening and also just telling jimin. 

"you know what" his voice was filled with annoyance, he reaches for the door knob. leaving the door wide open "i'm just gonna be some fuck buddy y/n, it either you choose now. and let me tell you, it'll end here i'm not taking this shit anymore" you stare at him in disbelief, there he goes again making you choose. does he not care about his friendship with jimin? his loud voice and tone made you have goosebumps knowing that your dad was probably hearing this conversation as well. namjoon watched you as you stood there completely frozen and he felt as if he knew the answer. namjoon's scoffs "this isn't even about jimin anymore, it's just you. you're the problem" turning his back towards you he grabs the handle as he steps out the room ready to shut the door. 

but your feet moved on their own. one minute you were frozen lost in thought the other minute you fulled on the door handle and crashed into namjoon's chest hugging him as tight as you could "please don't go" you cried. 

"y/n-"

"no, listen ok..i'm sorry" you step back, but held onto his arms "I don't know why I'm scared of telling him, at first it was because of the whole group and your friendship. I didn't want to be the cause of you guys fighting" and then there was jungkook who made me even more worried. 

"if you think our friendship is so weak that something like this would make us stop being friends then you're seriously stupid" you were shocked. he'd never talk to you like that but you could still feel how angry he was. 

"you're right.."

"i'm going to tell him once I get back" he suddenly says, waiting to see your reaction. hearing does words leave his lips you stared at the ground. "can't we tell him together" 

"and wait another month? No i'm tired of waiting" he moves your hands away, walking into your room as he takes a seat at your desk. "You're just gonna run away from the whole situation again" he shakes his head, saying no to your request. you shut the door and sit on the bed "please, I promise next time the three of us are face to face i'll tell him" he just sighs, rubbing his temple "fine" 

"and the other gu-"

"most of them know" 

"what?" you gasp 

namjoon grins "well let me just tell you that maybe fucking you in a house filled with friends isn't the best idea" he laughs

"who knows" your face beet red

"Jungkook" you knew that...

"taehyung" he rolls his eyes, annoyed by the younger friend who would always give him the side eye when jimin would talk about you. "hobi and yoongi" he shrugs as if it was nothing. "you're lying" 

"no"

"and no one's told jimin..."

"it's none of their damn business" 

jimin's going to be pissed when he finds out everyone knew...that's for sure. 

saying there wasn't a sense of relief for you after hearing what namjoon had to say, would be a lie. here you were sitting next to him, head leaned against his shoulder as you watch him scribbling on his notepad. 

"is it harder for you guys?"

he stops writing on the notepad, placing it on his lap "more or less, not really worried enough to care. anyways having them with me makes it all easier. if it was just me then it'll be a different story for sure" he sighs resting his head back as he closes his eyes. 

you liftt your head of his shoulder, looking at him. he glances at you after the silence filled the room. fidgeting with your hands, as you stare at him guilty eyes. namjoon groans in annoyance, "babe, don't start or even of going off about how our relationship could ruin things." taking my hands in his he massages my hand that was left red due to my fidgeting. "but jimi-"

before you could continue he shuts you up by quickly taking your lips with his, biting down your bottom lip enough to make you whine. "next time you even think of mentioning him again, i'm going to call him and tell him without hesitation without caring about your opinion" he was annoyed. grabbing his notepad he makes his way upstairs. 

"namjoon-"

"i'm going to pack" you watch him head upstairs, not turning to look at you once. 

"make sure you take care of yourself, don't work so hard" your dad pats his shoulder before the two pull into a short hug "i'll keep that in mind"

"and watch over my son, he can be hard on himself at times" they laugh. then the silence filled the room again making your father turn to look at you and then namjoon before clasping his hands together "well then, i'll let you two say your good byes" he clears his throat, leaving to another room of the house. 

"i'm sorry"

"for"

you nibbles on you lower lip, feeling the bimp he had left there. his eyes fell on you lips as he watched, looking up to your eyes. 

"for mentioning it over and over after we already talked about it" he picks up his suitcase, steping towards you to kiss your forehead. "behave y/n, and make sure to come when i call you. the faster we get this done the faster I can hold you whenever I want and not have to hide" he gropes your ass, giving it a good slap before kiss your lips 

"will it be soon?"

"a month, we are getting ready for our next album. i think it's best to wait until after our release" you nod, he was right. right now there is more important things than their relationship. "but don't disappear completely come visit" 

"i will"

"good girl" he winks at me, pulling the front door open. "alright i have to go, go in" he smiles waving before stepping down the steps, shutting the door I pull the curtain back and watch him walk to his car. "a month" you felt goosebumps with just the thought of both of you telling jimin in a month. 

shoving his suitcase into the car he looks up as he shuts the door, he gives you his dimple smile before entering the car and driving away. 

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It had only been a week, and things were getting crazy. There was posters of BTS in the subways and bus stops. you'd enter the stores and their song was playing. They were doing good for rookies but then there was the media who like always liked to bring down people. Picking on the members 'flaws'. 

you'd comment under hate comments whenever you saw them on any BTS article. 

"y/n i'm doing fine" jimin laughs "they're just comments, I don't pay attention to them" he tries to convince you. But you knew that this was affecting him, for some reason people kept picking on him and he had become a huge target for haters. 

namjoon told you that he caught jimin crying one night outside the dorms, since he was trying to avoid any member from knowing but taehyung caught him and went for namjoon after the third night with tear filled eyes because he didn't know what to do anymore. 

Namjoon gathered the boys the next day and set the rule that only namjoon could monitor the comments, since not only jimin but also hobi became a target for hate namjoon stepped up and decided to take all the hits. 

"they don't even know you, those words don't matter alright!" you speak up, ignoring his words about him being fine and just trying to get him to understand.

"y/n, I get what your saying. But.."

"but what? just don't read the articles!" 

"it's easier for you to be on the phone and tell me this, but you aren't the one getting all those things said to you" he yells into the phone, shocking you and all the members around him. he was sitting on the opposite end of the practice room, since he was letting you do all the talking no one would know what the conversation was about and at this point making a numb face had become second nature to him. taehyung looks up and stares at jimin who right away caught his eyes and they stared at each other. 

"Jimin..I didn't mean to-"

getting up he brushes his hair back "just forget it, Put yourself in my shoes for once" that was the last thing you heard before the call ended. taehyung and jimin stared at each other before he walked out of the practice room with taehyung right behind him. 

"j-hope, if you need to have a outburst like that to feel better then do it" yoongi tells his friend who was watching jimin with pitiful eyes. "i'm doing fine, anyways he gets more hate then I do these days" he clears his throat, showing jin the next step to the choreography. Jin nods and quickly follows j-hope as to not make him explain it more then he needed to. 

"yeah but it's still happening to you, don't compare it to jimin. you're feelings matter too" getting off the floor yoongi walks past j-hope, patting his shoulder "get all the members together later on the roof, I want to do something" 

you walked into the classroom where you found all of BTS's fanbase watching their most recent interview. They began to fangirl over their biases and how cute they looked. glancing over eunsooks shoulder you look at the members but unlike them you knew how they really felt under those smiles. setting your back bag down you continue to watch the video with them. 

the crowd of army behind the boys were cheering and chanting their names, something that should make them feel at ease and relaxed but it was the opposite. Jimin of all the members felt the need to act more masculine and flirt with the fans. 

at some point the members decide to walk around and give some autographs to the fans who had photos or objects they could sign. jimin walks along the left side with jungkook, all the members trying to cover as much area as they could. Jungkook reaches over some girls to get a iron man action figure someone was trying to hand him over the crowd, jimin began to laugh at the maknae who was trying with all his might to reach it. but his smile disappeared  the moment someone in the crowd pulled on jungkook's arm and made him slam into the barricade. 

ignoring jungkook's painful scream people began to pull on him. there were no security present inside the circle that BTS were walking in. Jimin immediately grabs onto jungkook's arm that was being yanked by some girl who kept screaming his name. it became complete chaos the moment jimin gave them a chance to also grab his arm, namjoon and hoseok running to their section as fast as they could to pull them out of the grips of the fans. 

everyone in the room gasps, watching the struggle between the two members and the crowd who had no respect for them. your hands tighten into fist, as you watch. "where the fuck is the security" eunsook yells 

jimin manages to get jungkook free of crowd, pushing him back. but with all the thrashing someone hits jimin with a banner making him fall back tripping as he falls to the ground. jungkook rushes to him, grabbing his arm as he lifts him up. "hyung i'm sorry I didn't think they'd grab onto me" jimin looks behind jungkook seeing how namjoon was already on his way to them. 

"let's just move on to the other side" jimin whispers loud enough for only him to hear. bending down to get his hat that fell when the girl hit him with the banner, someone from the crowd decied to grab onto his shoulder once he got closer and that was when he lost it. 

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME" jimin yells on the top of his lungs, slapping her hand off of him, facing her as he yells. the crowd becomes silent, everyone watching jimin who just lashed out at someone. namjoon grabs jungkook whispering something into his ear, making the maknae run off to where jin was. "jimin" namjoon says his name in a stern voice, but the boy didn't move. He stared at the girl who not only touched him without permission but held onto jungkook and pulled him against the barricade. his breathing became fast, the girl just stared at him in shock. not knowing what to do since he clearly couldn't go anywhere and jimin was staring her down. 

"jimin" namjoon speaks up louder this time. with one last glare he turns to namjoon "i'm sorry" he mutters before walking past the leader and making his way to the other members. namjoon and j-hope went up to the crowd and was talking to them probably trying to fix what jimin just did. even if he had all the right to lash out at them he shouldn't have. 

"does it hurt" taehyung hands jungkook a water bottle. the maknae was sitting on the bench shirtless, a bruise covering his stomach from when he slammed against the barricade. "not really, i'm fine" there were scratches on his arm, jin was putting some medication on them. "is jimin alright? this wouldn't had happen if I didn't try to reach over for th-"

"jungkook stop. it wasn't your fault people shouldn't just grab onto you or anyone just because they want to" taehyung stops him before he could blame himself for what just happened. but it didn't stop him from feeling guilty. the door slams open and a pissed off namjoon walks in with jimin right behind him, the two arguing about how he could've handled the situation better. 

"i fucking blew it alright, I know!" jimin yells at namjoon, he was frustrated. first the comments and now this? he was bound to blow up and namjoon knew this but he wasn't angry at jimin. he was angry at the people who pulled on jungkook, at the people who grabbed onto jimin, the people who wrote those mean comments to the members, the and himself because he felt like he could be doing better. 

yoongi walks up to them "namjoon, we can fix thi-" 

"can everyone just shut the fuck up!" namjoon yells throwing his phone, making it hit the mirror in the practice room causing it to shatter. everyone frightened by what just happened stare at namjoon, who was crouched over and covering his face. 

"i can't do this, i'm not good at this leader shit" 

no one knew what to do or say, they just stared at namjoon. 

"jimin, i'm not mad at what you did" jimin was now crying, jimin only nods as he looks at namjoon who just liked him was also crying "i just don't understand why people can be like this" 

yoongi kicks a shard of glass that had fallen by his foot. "everyone go to the roof top right now" he says, catching everyones attention as he continues to kick the shattered pieces into a pile. "NOW" he yells. jin stays behind with yoongi, the two oldest talking about something they had planned. 

jin and yoongi finally join the other members on the roof top "clearly shit is getting hard, and we all forgot that we are a team" jin speaks up 

"we started this together, we have to stick together" yoongi speaks up "jimin, hoseok. I understand that right now is a hard time and maybe you feel people won't understand how it feels. but you two aren't the only one getting hate comments we all are. yeah you two are huge targets to the hate but namjoon already took the pressure to monitor the comments." yoongi takes out the phone from his pocket, it was jimin's "but yet you continue to look at comments and read them, then what is namjoon doing all that for?"  jimin head drops as he wipes his tears "he wants to protect you from it and you don't even let him help you" 

"we are a team aren't we?" jin asks, everyone nods their head. "well we need to start acting like it, no more secrets. no more of this" yoongi lifts jimin's phones refrencing how he sneakily checked the comments and social media. 

"now everyone got to the ledge" the members turn to look at the ledge and looked back at yoongi with confused eyes. sighing the older member walks to the ledge and climbs up. "well are you guys gonna do it?" jin and hoseok follow, standing next to yoongi. who took their hands into his, the other members following them. 

"now on the count of three we are gonna yell, as loud as we can"

"1"

"2"

"3" 

all seven boys yelled into the night, tears in their eyes. 

"now we are gonna scream again, but this time we're gonna say. we are BTS and we will not let anyone tear us down. So fuck everyone who gets in our way" 

"1"

"2"

"3"

all seven boys yelled the phrase into the night, holding hands. 

"we are BTS. and we will get through this" namjoon speaks up "together" 

Dear Namjoon| 23

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

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Jimin has been avoiding my calls, and only exchanges dull messages. I  stopped texting him completely my last message was me telling him that I'm waiting for him to want to talk to me. 

Namjoon was also unreachable, it seemed as if everyone was too busy or bothered  to even acknowledge me. I were planning to visit this week but no one answered me in time to even plan the visit so it didn't happen. It was scary how the deadline namjoon had set to telling jimin was approaching and you weren't anywhere close to making up with him over this trivial matter. 

but this time it wasn't you who postponed telling jimin, but rather namjoon. "it's fine, it's not like I visit very often these days" you nibble on your bottom lip as your boyfriend tells you that jimin still isn't doing great and with the next album approaching it just didn't seem like it was a good idea. 

he was frustrated, with work and the backlash of what had happened had not quiet down at all. people are really good at reminding you of your worst moments. but everything he was saying was only adding to your reasons of ending this relationship with him. he was adding to the fire without knowing and the flames were getting to the point to where it will be impossible to tame. 

"namjoon, I-"

"Give it to jungkook" namjoon yells to jin from across the hall as he was sneakily talking to you. "sorry babe, we're just so busy...what were you going to say?" you felt bitter. 

"nothing, I have to go. let's talk later alright" you try to sound as cheerful as possible but it was in vain, his attention was somewhere else completely he didn't notice you weren't ok, or maybe your expectations are just to high. 

"alright" 

that's all he said before ending the call. 

Namjoon was laying on the floor of the practice room, he could not sleep and decide to just practice since he should do good with any free time he had. he stared at his phone screen, his finger hovering over your photo. glancing at the corner of his screen 3:30am, he lets out a sigh turning off his screen. 

You both haven't seen each other for a long time now, and he was feeling like a jerk about it.  He kept thinking about how you might've been right about ending it, but he didn't want that. He knew how much this relationship was stressing you and that you thought there were more cons than pros.....but he wanted you. 

sitting up he stared at himself in the mirror before looking down at his phone again. 

"fuck it" tapping on your photo the phone rings. 

and it rings

and it rings

and it rings

"hello?" her soft voice making his beating heart calm down as he exhales. 

"hey" he says slowly 

"are you alright?" he hears shuffling in the other end and knows you were sleeping but his selfishness didn't let him feel bad for waking you up. "sorry I woke you up" he lets out a chuckle.

"no it's alright, I was just surprised you called" 

"I know..I haven't been there for you a lot lately" 

"it's fine, i understand" 

laying back down on the floor he stares at the ceiling, so many thoughts flooded his mind and your silence didn't help him with keeping rational thoughts. he was starting to see what you meant, how this relationship right now could cause so much trouble and he thought he couldn't be as confident as he was before. 

"can you just...what have you been up to" his voice shakes, but you were too tired to notice.

shutting his eyes he holds his phone up to his ear and hears you talk about the stuff you've been doing, he wanted you to tell him everything you had not been able to these past weeks but what he really just wanted was to hear your voice.

before he could respond to you he hears the door to the practice room open automattically he sitting up he faces the man who walked in. 

"jimin" he says quietly, your voice freezing at his name

"what are you doing here" the younger member says, walking to him. 

"practicing"

"i see you on the phone" jimin laughs 

"yeah...it's y/n" namjoon says, eyes never leaving jimin. as if to read his reaction but jimin didn't do anything, he put down his bottle and stood in front of the mirror, looking at namjoon's reflection. 

"this late?" 

"yeah" 

jimin stared for a moment then reached for the control on the floor and turned on the music. his body moving to the choreography they learned earlier as he ignores namjoon's stares. "are you planning to never make up with her" namjoon speaks up. 

"that's none of your business" jimin continues to dance, jumping he lands on his left foot as he leans forward. 

everyone was silent, he tried to concentrate on the phone against his ear as he tried to hear you but noticed that you weren't saying anything either. 

"I'll just hang up now...it's late so" you're voice was small, his eyes never leaving jimin as he thought how much of a jerk he was for how he was treating you. 

"alright, i'll call you later" he says into the phone before hanging up. 

placing his phone in the bag that laid near him, he gets up and joins in on the choreography. it didn't last long before jimin who had the control in his pocket suddenly turns off the music. 

"since when are you close with my sister?"

wiping his front, his eye brows creased at the hostility in his voice, "we became friends ever since you introduced her to us" trying to avoid eye contact he walk over to the bench that had a 24 of water bottles. 

"yeah? just friends huh" he scoffs 

"yeah, just friends" 

"close enough to be calling this late?" 

"she had called me yesterday and I didn't see until now, you know how busy I am after what happened" 

"for what"

"to ask how her brother was doing" sitting on the bench he clenches the bottle in his hand as he talks to jimin, the real answer as to why he called you was at the tip of his tongue but he couldn't say it. the way jimin was treating you made him want to just tell him that you guys were dating.

"it's not her fault you know, and i'm not saying it's yours either but still. the way you're treating her isn't right" gathering his things, namjoon pats his shoulder as he makes his way out the practice room. 

"I didn't get to talk to her like i wanted" he mumbles. 

he was pacing in the dorm, his thumb nail between his teeth as he stared at the screen "jimin?" jungkook calls out his name 

"whats wrong?"

"my sister" is all his says but those two words still made jungkook feel his heart beat race "what about her?" 

"I've been acting like a dick and now I wanna call her but I don't even know what to say to her" he put his phone on the counter and takes a seat. jungkook stares at him before glancing at his phone "just call her, thats it"

"since when is namjoon close with her?" jimin looks at jungkook, after yesterday the whole conversation replayed in his head. "did you guys also get close?"

jungkook swallows before chuckling "your sister is a really friendly person. it's not like she isn't unlikeable" 

"yeah but...i don't know..forget it" he laughs making jungkook feel even more uneasy. 

a little over a month passed and the announcement was released for the next album. Namjoon and you talked more, since jimin had seen namjoon that night talk to you and he didn't say anything in the matter the two of you thought it would be fine. 

but you wouldn't say that everything was better, jimin still had not contacted you and well the secret was still there. Namjoon said that it'll be better to not say anything until we talked again but i'm not sure I want that. 

how can I tell him right after we make up, he'd stop talking to me all over again. 

but it didn't matter how much time I thought I had, I should've known with this luck of mine that nothing would've gone my way. 

entering the building you looked around trying to find someone you recognized but there was only one person in the lobby. 

bitting your lip you take a deep breath as you head for the elevators... it was his birthday, of course he wouldn't kick you out...would he? walking down the hall as you exited the elevator you stood in front of the familiar door. 

your hand hovered over the door bell as you hesitated to press and confront your brother. 

"what are you doing" startled by the voice behind you, you turn quickly looking at a more mature jungkook. holding your breath you bit on your lip "i'm here to see my brother" 

"then why not enter" his brow raises in question, stepping forward he leaves no space between the two of you as reaches next to you sliding up the cover to enter the code. you could smell his cologne from how close he was standing "he's in his room, exhausted from practice" he pulls the door open "even if he is your older brother, lecture him will you? he doesn't take care of himself as he should and if someone points it out he" frustrated just thinking about jimin's recent behavior he stares down at you "why aren't you entering"

"you're in my way" breaking eye contact he steps back and you enter the apartment "right" jungkook mutters behind you as he enters after you. 

"he stares at his phone a lot, debating if to call you or not. honestly I didn't think he could drag it out this long but then again the work he does doesn't give him the luxury  to sit around and call people" setting down the bags on the counter he turns to look at you with arms crossed against his chest "you could've also called instead of following his stupid childish tantrums...you both really are siblings" he rolls his eyes. 

"all you ever do is blame me for everything, brat" 

"yeah well" shrugging he begins to unpack the bags. you glare at his back for a second before walking down the hall towards his room. turning back you call out to him "hey, who else is here"

"if you're asking for..him. he's not here, he's at the studio recording" you give him a small nod, turning the door knob, the dark room gets a bit of light from the hall. 

closing the door you sneak up next to the bed, hearing his small snores you couldn't help but smile. the little light that manage to enter the room from the curtains let you see his face that just like jungkook's had changed significantly. 

so much was running through your head, how'd you try to make up with him. tell him about namjoon, and hope he doesn't kick you out in the spot or fight namjoon. but seeing him sleeping made you also realize how petty he had been towards you. who cares if what jungkook said was true, he was still being a dick towards you. 

so you did, the only thing you could've done as his sister. 

pulling on the sheet slowly, you climb onto the bed. grabbing a good grip on him you push him with all your force off the bed his body slamming to the ground made him yell. 

 "what the fuck" jimin curses, groaning as he held his head. 

sitting up he pulls at the curtain, the window not so far from his bed he lets light come in. "sleeping in this late? you're lazy" jimin who had been rubbing his eyes stops, and stares at you. "oh it's you" he mumbles as he lifts himself off the ground to sit on the bed next to you. "I'm not lazy, i've just been working hard" 

"i've heard" you roll your eyes as he tries to lay back down, pushing you as he gets comfortable. not wanting him to ignore you or feel awkward because of the distance that was obvious between the both of you. 

sighing you pull the covers up and lay next to him, the two of you are silent as you both stare at the ceiling. usually he would apologize first when ever there was a fight but he was silent and you thought he had fallen asleep. 

turning to face him he slightly looks your way before clearing his throat "what"

"are those wrinkles" you jokingly touch the corner of his eye, swatting your hand away 

"stop" he scowls 

"you have to stop stressing brother, it's starting to show. mom has a good anti-aging cream maybe if I ask her she'll send a ba-" sitting up he chuckles "you really are so annoying you know that" you smile at him and shrug your shoulders as if you did not care. 

"i'm sorry" you both say in unison 

"no, you shouldn't need to apologize. it was me who took my anger out on you" scratching his head he sighed "you were just there and I blew. I didn't know how to..."

"I understand, I was being rather annoying too wasn't I" shaking his head, you both smiled at each other awkwardly. 

"I should thank namjoon" 

"namjoon? why?"

"just for checking on you and well reminding me- doesn't matter...but you both are just friends right?"

he shuts his eyes, leaning against the head board as he yawns clearly still tired. opening his eyes he looks at you and raised a brow. 

"jimin-"

"yeah just friends" you felt your body jolt at the voice that came from behind you. turning around you see your boyfriend leaning against the door frame "as much as I'm happy you both finally reconciled the food is here and we're all hungry" walking into the room he stops beside the bed "and you know that if you're not fast enough there won't be any more food" placing his hand on your shoulder he smiles "how have you been?" 

you chuckle at his acting and stand up to hug him "good, and you" jimin who didn't give the action much thought makes his way to the door "well lets go then" you watch as jimin walks out the room with the two of you close behind him. you kept giving namjoon glances, inside you were screaming so happy to finally see him. 

leaning down he whispers into your ear discretely "i've missed you"

It's a sign | mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 7 side story ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: 323 words a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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Taehyung's pov

"seriously dude" jimin throws his arm up, as he yells at the phone

Taehyung continues to eat his sandwich as he looks at him hang up the phone, frustrated

"Now what happened" taehyung speaks up

"Nothing it's just I told namjoon to watch y/n, cause she's out with some guy and I just don't like it" he sighs as he ruffles his hair

"Bro you said your dad was being too controlling over her but look at how your acting. People might think you have a thing for your sister" taehyung wiggles his eyebrows as he snorts at what he just said

Jimin glares at him "shut up, I just don't want her to mess up or get taken advantage of"

"But why you yell at namjoon for?"

"He said he's out taking care of his needs" jimin scrunches his nose in disgust but taehyung just laughs "dude first your sister and now namjoon, maybe a sign that you need to get laid"

"Oh shut up"

"Shit who knows maybe it's your sister helping him with his needs" taehyung grins

"Ha ha very funny, I told him she's off limits. He wouldn't betray my trust like that" jimin rolls his eyes

"I don't know, your sister is hot" he shrugs "Shut the fuck up and gave me a bite" he gets up from his seat to take a bite out of his sandwich.

Taehyung just watches jimin, I saw how they looked at each other when he held her. That was definitely a look you give to someone you like or fucked. This is interesting.

Taehyung smiles at jimin.

Pink Dior Box | mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 7 side story pt.2 ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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after dropping off the letters to jin and yoongi i headed home. My parents were never home, so it was always just me alone. 

it's always just been the guys coming over, i never brought any girl here. until y/n. 

i open the front door. taking off my shoes i look at the closet from the side. i open it and look for a empty box. I find a pink Dior shoe box. grabbing it, I walk upstairs and head to my room. 

I grab the letter y/n sent me and  toss my back bag to the side of my desk after closing it . putting the box on the desk, i open it. i place her letter into the box, a huge smile plastered on my face 

"oh one more thing" i walk to the laundry basket by my door. rummaging through the unfolded clothes i finally find her underwear i had taken from her and the ones she left here. 

walking to the desk i toss them in the box chuckling as i think about how she went home like that. 

opening my closet i move my boxes from the top, putting it last i put everything else back to where it was.  "if she ever needs an underwear i'll just give her one. she's probably gonna die of embarrassment that i have them" closing the closet. 

i walk over to my desk, sitting down. 

BANGTAN CHAT 

hobi

let's all hang out this weekend yeah? 

* hobi starts a poll* 

hang out this weekend 

Yes or No 

SIX YES COUNTED  hobi

at namjoons place 

Namjoon

wait why mine 

*hobi starts a poll*

Hang out at namjoon's house

Yes or No 

FIVE YES COUNTED, ONE NO COUNTED

yoongi

majority wins 

Namjoon

that's bullshit on a stick 

jimin

you guys are hanging out too much with my sister

taehyung

some of us are ⁵ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ

tossing my phone on the desk, i change into joggers and a white t-shirt. laying in the bed i decided to get a small nap before starting to work on the new song. 

Jungkook | mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 9 side story ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

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I walked in to tell namjoon to come out, we were planning to play against each other but hobi didn't wanna play

"namjoon" I call out the moment i walk in but he wasn't in the living room 

I walk into the kitchen to get a bottle of water.  

"where did he go?" wiping my chin I clean the water that was dripping from how fast I was drinking. 

I walk to the living room, to find the game on. I see his jacket on the sofa so I knew he didn't leave. 

"maybe he went upstairs?" I walk towards the staircase, going up to see if he was there. But I got a phone call making me stand on the second step. 

"hello?"

"what's taking you so long" yoongi yells over the phone 

"sorry, namjoon is upstairs in the bathroom" or somewhere 

"damn bro, did the pizza do him bad" he sighs "ok just come out" hanging up I walk down the two steps I had taken 

I walk pass the couch, about to enter the hall to go to the back until I heard something I think I shouldn't have. 

 I look back at the stairs. "the only people that would be in here is namjoon and..." my eyes widen 

"no maybe i heard wrong" i shake my head, I was about to take a step to the stairs before I hear the door opening. I hear someone start going down the stairs, and I see namjoon fixing his hair. 

"hey bro, what happened" 

"uh, we need one more person to..play"

"alright let's go" he walks past me, walking down the hall

I stare at him in shock

"are you y/n's secret boyfriend jimin is always talking about?"  I meant to say that inside my head but instead I said it out loud 

he sighs before turning to look at me "yeah I am, and just as you said. it's a secret" and there it was, his cockiness was pissing me off

we stared at each other, both of us looking up when we hear as if something had fallen 

"I guess I was a bit harsh on her" he chuckles "jungkook it'd be better if you just forget about what happ-"

"what about our group" I cut him off 

he ruffles his hair "dammit what about it" he says annoyed

"jimin said n-"

"i know what jimin said alright, I was already into her way before jimin said anything. Look we are gonna tell jimin at some point alright. Just leave it until then"

I look at the stairs again 

"jungkook seriously don't be so damn curious about everything. fuck, at least not this" 

I didn't know what to say to him, the reason why I joined this group was because he heard me singing once as he passed the music room. he asked me to come to a practice and said I could join their group if i wanted. 

I watched them practice, I heard him rap. I joined because of him, but now he's doing something jimin warned us not to do. something that can destroy our group cause jimin is one to hold grudges. 

But i wasn't just angry at him, I was angry at y/n cause she knew that could happen but only cared about getting fucked by him. 

cause i know damn well the man standing in front of me is so fucking bad at relationships, there isn't anything he's good at but sex

"this just isn't right" i whisper and he just stared at me 

walking past him I grab my jacket that was on the chair and head to the front door 

"jungkook seriously? Wait!" I rush out the front door and get on my bike 

"Jungkook hold the fuck up, your making this more serious than it is" he runs beside my bike as i put my helmet on 

"i don't know namjoon, I think it's you who doesn't see how serious this is. jimin is trusting not just you, but all of us with his sister. taehyung once said that maybe you were the one who was the secret boyfriend but he responded saying he trusted you" 

"ok i understand but get off the bike yeah? i'm sorry I was inconsiderate of how you could take this all" he held onto my arm 

"tell jimin, right now"

"i can't" he groans 

"why not"

"because she said not to tell anyone, and i already have taehyung on my ass about all this"

"taehyung knew?" i take off my helmet, to look at him clearly 

"I didn't fucking tell him, you know how he is so fucking good at seeing shit" namjoon takes the helmet from me "now get off the fucking bike and lets just talk. don't take off like this"

putting my helmet down i stare at him "talk then" 

"I talked to her in the club before jimin introduced her"

"the time at the wall, where yoongi and I left her" he nods 

"the moment i met her, i kissed her and shit happened. I was already attracted to her before jimin came and said what he did, I wasn't gonna keep going after her but" he groans, he didn't want to tell jungkook that y/n texted him by taking his phone number from jimins phone. he didn't want jungkook to hate her even more. cause that's what he saw in his younger friend's eyes earlier, hate.  brushing his hair back "It just fucking happened ok, i know what you might be thinking alright, but i'm not doing this for the sex I actually like her, alright" 

"did you explain this to taehyung"

"fuck, no alright. I don't even know why i'm explaining it to you. You had this look in your eyes and I didn't like it" jungkook didn't know namjoon had a soft spot for him. if there was someone who could hurt namjoon, it was jungkook. 

"I'm sorry alright, I'll tell jimin soon. just come back inside yeah"

"y/n is wrong for wanting to keep this a secret" 

"i know, i know. but she had just gotten here. I have to admit it's my fault he found out. but she isn't to blame completely" 

"it's fucking stupid that jimin is being like this with his sister" namjoon was frustrated at this point 

"fine, but you have to tell him" 

"ok"