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Tangled Lights || KSJ

Summary: Christmas time is a time of celebration and love. Not for battling head to head with the neighbor across the street in the brightest light show the town has ever seen. When push comes to shove, you’ll do everything you can to keep your family tradition alive—even if that means sabotaging the spirit of Christmas and the chance of making a new friend, or more.

Pairing: Seokjin x F!Reader (with a few cameos. can you find them all? ;) )

Word Count: 23k

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Suggestive, Non-Idol AU, Strangers to Lovers, Holiday Rom-Com, Small Town USA (does that really count? lol)

Rating: PG15

Warnings: a few swears, heavy makeout, some suggestive themes (but no actual smut), small talk about death, VERY awkward and VERY cheesy at points, it’s quite literally a romantic comedy with Jin, what’s not to expect?

Notes: I had so much fun writing this! Honestly, I surprised myself with how much I wrote, but I don’t regret it lol. If you didn’t read the notes on my teaser, this is a part of Cookies and Christmas Chaos of the Christmas in July collab! (hosted by @kookdiaries​ (who also made the amazing banner and divider), @xiaokoo, and @kithtaehyung​) This is based on the movie ‘Deck the Halls’. I hope you all enjoy it!! And please if you haven’t checked out the rest of the fics, take a look! They’re all so good!!

Teaser | Masterlist

“Good morning, Mr. Kim!”

His smile widens as the sheriff greets him. Seokjin waves to the burly man, a slight skip to his step as he walks down the town’s main street.

It’s that time of year again; when the snow glistens as the sun shines down on the freshly covered grass, a brighter air around the townsfolk, and the joyful music being played everywhere you go. December has only just begun, but that doesn’t stop anyone in Wolfpine from starting the holiday cheer.

“How’s your morning so far, Sheriff?” Seokjin calls out.

The man huffs out a light chuckle.

“Quiet. A nice way to start the Christmas season.” He pauses, leaning up against his truck. He stuffs his hands in his thick coat pockets, glancing around the area. “There isn’t much that happens in this town, so I’m hoping that something exciting happens soon.”

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warm this winter ⤑ ksj | m.

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 spending the winter vacation with an ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend was not something anyone would ever consider doing. spending the winter vacation with both an ex-boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and the one night stand you’d used to try to get over him, well that was a whole other situation that anyone sane would have fled from. and yet, here you are. caught between your best friend (and consequently your ex-boyfriend), and the very same man who you’d fallen into bed with after a night of wallowing in self pity. all while stuck in the picturesquely beautiful - and cruelly romantic - austrian alps. well. at least you can say you had an interesting christmas. 〞vacation au. christmas au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader ft. ex-boyfriend jungkook

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst ∝ fluff ∝ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 51.6k 🗿

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mentions of alcohol, depictions of drunk one night stands, the angst at the start is real god be w ye, pining, on god so much pining, seokjin is a fucking tease and i’m going to fight him, jungkook is both a dumbass and an asshole and i’m going to fight him too, hard dom!seokjin, big cock!seokjin, possessive!seokjin, sub!reader, making out, biting, slight pain kink but nothing major, marking, stripping, teasing, body worship, rough breast/nipple play, nipple biting, fingering, dirty talk, pinning i.e. seokjin pins u down, degradation, wet and messy sex, finger sucking, seokjin is an authoritative pussy tease, begging, pussy eating, hair pulling, pussy spanking, clit sucking/biting, orgasm control, orgasm denial, gagging with underwear, tongue fucking, face riding, edging/delayed orgasm, overstimulation, lowkey clit torture, squirting, cum eating, cum spitting, minor male masturbation, spitting, a dick slapping and rubbing against coochie, size kink, one again seokjin’s cock is monstrous, pussy stretching, unprotected sex, sex by a fireplace on a faux sheepskin rug god bless, praise, deep dicking, cockwarming, rough sex this was not supposed to be rough this was supposed to be tender feral at most, scratching, spanking, choking, breath play, mirror sex, voyeurism, mild impreg/breeding kink, crying, multiple orgasms, creampie, aftercare, koobie redemption arc but we’re still gonna scrap

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: hahaha THIS IS FUCKING LATE BUT YEEHAW AT LEAST ITS DONE,,, anyways another seokjin au? ur damn right! i need to make up for the lack of jinnie fics on my masterlist and i love my winter prince a lot 🥰. additional notes: no i didn’t except the smut to be this long and no i definitely didn’t expect to write all those warnings into this fic but yolo i’m absolutely pussy whipped for seokjin

⤑ edited by the wonderful @guktro​ // beta read by: @yeoldontknow​, @sunshinekims​, @inthecrescentmoonight​, @nottodayjjk​, @nervouskiwi​, @vari8tions​, @jeonsjiddies​, @nightshadevinter​

⏤ written for the ‘Secret Santa’ collab hosted by miss maggie aka @kimtaehyunq​

Conscientious gaze fixated onto the window of the taxi, you focus your attention on the wintry, alpine landscape that blurs past you. Evergreen of fir and pine, their branches still burgeoning verdant leaves of murky jade, intersperse with deciduous trees of birch and chestnut, the latter whose skeletons boast barren bones of umber. A heavy sheath of snow encapsulates the entire ground, from the snow-capped mountains looming in the distance, to the ligneous frames of the trees: whether their foliage still flourishes, or whether it had already abscised. Above you, the sky is a pale shade of beryl, and with nary a wisp of a cloud in sight, the unobscured daylight rains upon the niveous ground, causing the soft sheets of powdered snow to reflect the stark light.

With a muted sigh, you press your head against the glass. The sharp sensation of the gelid surface has a shiver shooting down your spine, causing you to burrow further into your puffy winter jacket. Having only arrived a few hours ago, you can’t say you’ve seen much of Austria yet; most of your experience consists of your exit from the airport, and then the lengthy drive towards the Austrian Alps. Still, from what you’ve seen from outside the window, you can tell it’s a beautiful country, and ordinarily, this would be a holiday destination you would have once jumped at the opportunity to visit. Yet, as you stare out at the midwinter scenery, all you can feel are the beginning ripples of dread sinking into the very foundation of your bones.

And for no other reason than the fact that you’d be spending this particular holiday with your ex-boyfriend.

And his new girlfriend.

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knotty or nice | ksj

synopsis: you only see seokjin once a year, so you have to make sure your visit counts.

p: seokjin x reader

wc: 6.8k

genre/rating/au: 18+ | sugar daddy, est. rel. au | smut, fluff

warnings: dom seokjin, sub & bratty reader, pwp, dildos, masturbation, voyeur, size kink, there's a camera involved, lots of dirty talk, deep throat, hand kink, unprotected sex, overstimulation, breast play?, blindfold, light bondage, breathing control (asphyxiation), jin has a potty mouth and he's mean :(, lots of name calling :), multiple orgasms, multiple sex scenes, rough sex, delayed orgasm, facial, cum eating, creampies (yum), aftercare, the ending is mushy and cute :)

a/n: happy birthday to the love of my life ♥ thank you so much to @chelsea-chee for helping me out ;;

posted: 9 dec 2021

m.list | ao3

Every year around the holidays, without fail, you and Seokjin would meet up for a Christmas Rendezvous. It's the only time the two of you can see each other since he's so busy running his million-dollar business while you're busy doing… stuff. Not only was this a moment you've been waiting all year for, but you're determined to convince him to purchase a property in your city so he can drop in any time he wants without needing to rent a hotel.

This year, for your meeting, he’s chosen a fancy hotel by the mountains for you to enjoy the sights, though you doubt you’ll have time to check out any of the fancy amenities listed on the website. You and Seokjin tend to overplan, only for the both of you to never leave the comfort of your rooms because you're too busy tangled up in each other's arms.

When you arrived at the hotel, the concierge mentioned that there’s something waiting for you in the room, and sure enough, upon you walking in, you’re greeted by a giant stuffed teddy bear resting against the headboard on the bed with a note tucked between its paws. It’s black, plastic eyes shine in the dim winter sun, and it stares at you like it knows what horrors it's about to witness.

“Ready to play?” the note read in Seokjin’s bubble-like handwriting.

You bite back the smile of excitement. He mentioned in your texts leading up to the event to expect something special, because there’s an additional cause for celebration that’s not just his birthday plus the holidays.

You wanted to let him know that you’ve arrived, so you decide to send him a text that includes a photo of you and your gift. The problem is… the teddy bear is so big that you have a hard time fitting it in the frame for your picture. After a few tries, the only decent picture that comes out is one of you lying on the bear’s soft brown stomach with its nose peeking from the corner. Well, you’re sure Seokjin will get the ‘picture.’

You: I’m here ♥ Thanks for the bear.

It hasn’t even been a few seconds until you see that your message has been read, and the emergence of the three little dots that’s indicative of his reply.

SJ: Good. In the top drawer of your nightstand, you’ll find a blindfold. SJ: I expect that when I come into the room, you’ll be nice and ready for me.

Turning towards the nightstand, you open the first drawer per Seokjin’s instruction and you find the familiar black satin fabric. You begin to discard your clothing and loop the blindfold around your head, but just before you place it over your eyes, you pause. Seokjin didn’t mention when it was he’s coming over. He just expected you to wait.

Well, that's not fun! Based on the website of the hotel, apparently there’s a hot spring somewhere in the lower levels that you wanted to dip your toes in. Since you can’t leave the room unless you’re looking for punishment, you decide to explore the room you’ll be occupying instead.

Judging from the large window in the bedroom that overlooks a crystal blue lake, this seems to be the “scenic room”, and you can’t help but stare in awe at the rippling water that looks like diamonds in the setting winter sun. To the right of the lake lies a mountain range, and you can see the few brave skiers going down the slopes, looking like miniature figurines in a diorama.

There's also a breakfast nook on the other end of the room. You don't recognize the lush flowers they've provided in the gorgeous dark green vase, but you can smell the sweet floral notes from where you're standing.

You hum as you walk towards the large door you saw on your way in. Behind the door is a bathroom, and it is already bigger than the living room in your apartment back home. A black marble bathtub lies in the centre of the tile floor, and not only does it look like it costs more than your one year of rent combined; it's big enough to fit the two of you with plenty of space to spare.

You have no doubt that he spent a pretty coin to reserve this room. But what surprises you most is how Seokjin found this area in the first place. From what you can tell, when he told you where you’ll be staying together, the town doesn’t seem to be listed in any map, which was why he had you picked up in a limousine that was filled with your favourite snacks and drinks for the lengthy trip.

As you make your way back to the bed, the realization hits you.

You forget who it is you’re dealing with! There's a good chance that Seokjin’s family owns this place, and not just the hotel either, but the entire area surrounding it. You definitely wouldn’t be surprised if that’s the case. That slim black card in his wallet was his father's gift to him when Seokjin was only 10, and it has paid for a number of things in your life: from something as “trivial” as your college tuition, the expensive outfits and lingerie you brought with you, and down to this gigantic bear in your hotel room that takes up half of the king size bed.

Currently, you’re debating whether you should move all your outfits from your suitcase atop the chaise lounge to the antique wooden wardrobe on the other side of the room. Seokjin did mention that you’re going to be here for at least a week, although judging from your previous escapades, you’ll probably spend New Year’s wrapped up in his arms again.

You just started to unzip your suitcase when your phone chimes. It’s another message from Seokjin!

SJ: Shame. You’re not ready to play.

“Wait… what?” You stare at your phone at the weird message. You're decoding the meaning behind the text when you receive another one.

SJ: I won’t repeat myself for a second time. Get ready. Now.

Well, there’s no sense in arguing, though you are interested as to where Seokjin might be watching from. It’s not until you undo the last few buttons of your blouse that your eyes land on the bear. What are the odds that those beady eyes are actually camera lenses?

You quickly stripped yourself of your clothes until only the red lingerie is all you’re left in. Then, placing the loop of the blindfold between your lips, you crawl on the bed on all fours until you’re staring eye-to-eye with the bear. You squint at what you thought were soulless plastic beads. After closer inspection, you find it; the faintest blink of red that disappears as quickly as it comes. You were right. There is a camera hidden behind the left eye of your gift.

Two can play at this game. And if Seokjin wants a show, who are you to deny him one? Smirking, you tower over the plush before planting a kiss on the lens.

“Can you hear me, baby?” you test.

The ding of a message from your phone is proof that he could.

The smirk you wear stretches wider across your cherry-tinted lips. Time to enact your plan. You pull the bear by its legs so it lies horizontally on the bed. Shifting up, you straddle its face before lowering your hips until your clothed core meets the cold tip of its nose.

Oh. That feels good.

“Baby…” Throwing the lens a smirk, you secure the blindfold around your eyes. “I don’t want to wait," you pout, "So, I'm going to play right now."

As soon as you finish your sentence, your phone on your nightstand beeps again. Something tells you that hidden inside that text notification is a command for you to stop whatever you’re doing, but since he’s not here…

You rock your hips forward experimentally, shuddering when the bear’s nose bumps your clit. “Oh fuck…”

With quiet pants, you repeat the action, back and forth. Back and forth. The candy-cane patterned panties you’re wearing gradually grows wetter, your arousal seeping into the cream muzzle of the bear.

In response to your rebellion, the buzzing from your phone increases to a point where it vibrates itself off the nightstand. Still, you don’t stop, and instead, it fuels you to grind faster, harder, until you feel the telltale tingling in your spine.

Your hands grip the sides of the bear, using its ears as leverage to steady the head. You hope he's enjoying the view. “Seokjin, baby, are you watching?” you smirk.

The thrill of potentially disobeying him is exhilarating. Within the realms of technicality, you’re not breaking any rules. Seokjin just said to put the blindfold on and wait, which is exactly what you’re doing right now… just with the added bonus of possibly making yourself orgasm.

The embers quickly spread across your body, and the grip you have around the bear grows tighter. You can’t stop your moans, and they tumble out with careless abandon, growing louder and louder as your orgasm approaches.

“C-Can you hear me? I’m… ah, so fucking close! Baby, baby…” Your body is a forest fire. All your senses are heightened to that one specific point in your body. The world no longer exists, just you and a taut string, ready to snap at a moment’s notice. You’re close… so close. “I’m gonna—”

“Stop.”

The rocking of your hips freeze instantly at the familiar command that often haunts your dreams. In your blinded state, you swivel your head this way and that, trying to pinpoint where his voice is coming from. There’s no way he’s in the room… is there?

“S-Seokjin?” you call out meekly.

His voice sounded so cold, so furious.

At the silence that greets you, you try again. “Jin? Baby? Are you here with me?”

You don’t dare move, or even breathe, as you wait. Then it comes, the unmistakable click of his tongue, followed by the dull thump of his expensive leather shoes against the carpeted floor of the room. Shit.

"O-Oh, when did you get here?" You smile at the direction you think he's coming for.

He ignores your question. “What do we have here?” Seokjin asks instead. Though his words sound amused, you have a feeling he’s anything but.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you attempt a cheery attitude. “B-Baby… I’ve missed you so much! Are you finally here to play?”

Seokjin chuckles, but it’s not the high-pitched laughter you’re used to. No, it’s the one he reserves for when he’s disappointed in your antics; like he can’t believe your audacity.

You gasp when the familiar curl of his fingers wrap around your throat, his forefinger and thumb tilting your chin to the side. His other hand lands on your thigh, drumming his fingers on your skin.

“Bad girl,” he tuts, trailing his lips from the nape of your neck to your shoulder. “I told you explicitly what to do, and here you are disobeying me. What's worse is that you ignored my calls and texts with the phone I gave you.”

The hand on your thigh trails up and up, skirting around the lace edges of your underwear. “What should I do with a baby that can’t even listen to simple instructions, huh?”

You stay completely silent, a small hint of fear diluting your excitement.

Seokjin grazes his teeth along the shell of your ear. “What’s going on now, pet? Too scared to say anything? You were so loud before. Answer me. What shall I do with you tonight?”

“Wanna see you…” you whimper instead of answering his question.

Seokjin laughs in disbelief. “What makes you think you deserve to see me? No no. Not after that stunt you pulled that forced me out of my meeting. Decide on your punishment, baby; I’m giving you this chance because it’s Christmas, but also because I don’t think you’ll appreciate what I have planned for you.”

You attempt to quiet down the loud pounding of your heart with an inhale. It’s mercy, especially from him. “Spank m-me,” you manage to utter.

He hums against your skin. “Spanking? Isn’t that too boring? We’ve done that plenty of times before and it’s clear you don’t learn your lesson from it.” Seokjin pauses, and when you don’t object, he continues. “Well, since you don’t seem to have any other ideas, let’s go with my plan then.”

The cold air whooshes around you when Seokjin departs from your back, and upon release, you slump forward onto the bear. Whatever it was he has planned, you’re not sure you’ll survive.

When he returns, not long after you hear him sticking something to the floor, Seokjin removes the blindfold carefully, making sure it doesn’t tangle with your hair. You can’t help but smile, even when he’s upset with you, he’s still trying to make sure you’re unharmed.

“Okay, angel, seeing as you’re so eager to cum, get on the floor and show me.”

It takes you a few moments to adjust to the bright light. When the room no longer blinds you with white, you find yourself face-to-face with Seokjin. There's a flush of red across his cheeks and ears, a beautiful contrast to the navy vest he wears over his white shirt. God. You must look completely disheveled compared to him.

Seokjin's lips curl into a feline smile. He tucks your hair behind your ear as he whispers, "Are you done staring? Don't forget what you're supposed to do, pet."

Embarrassed, you pretend to not hear him, and instead your eyes find a dildo placed on the floor.

You purse your lips as you survey the toy. It looks pretty standard, although it’s a bit bigger than the normal dildos you’ve seen in sex shops. You’re not too keen on the silicone’s bright neon pink shaft, and the veins protruding along the sides look more comical than anything. But this is the task that Seokjin has assigned you to and even with your hesitance, you’re not about to say ‘no’.

After removing your panties, you take another glance at Seokjin, who smirks at you, before positioning your hips so that the tip of the dildo kisses your hole.

“Come on, get on with it.” Seokjin taps his foot impatiently on the carpet. “Put on a good show for me.”

After taking a deep breath, you slowly lower yourself onto the silicone toy. As the toy disappears inside you, a gasp leaves your lips at the slight burn from the stretch. Yeah, this was way bigger than any of the dildos you’ve tried previously; and maybe it’s because of your position, but the tip reaches further than what you’re used to as well.

“Oh… god…”

You’re filled to the brim, and you’ve barely taken up half of the toy. Thankfully, the cold silicone begins to warm up to your body’s temperature, and you moan as the first bursts of pleasure erupt in your head. You’re moving slow, allowing yourself to get used to the girth, but Seokjin seems displeased, his mouth turned downwards at your efforts.

With a click of his tongue, he rises from the bed to sit behind you on the floor, bunching the black satin fabric in his hands. Your vision disappears when he secures the blindfold over your head again.

After he makes sure that the blindfold won't come loose, he moves your hair to the side and plants a kiss on the nape of your neck, murmuring, "Do you love me?"

You sigh happily, leaning towards his touch. "You know I do. What's up with the question?"

Seokjin chuckles. "Oh, nothing at all." His large hands take hold of your hips, massaging you gently. You squeak when his grip turns forceful, his dull nails digging into your skin, but it doesn't compare to the scream you let out when Seokjin slams you down to the hilt.

“Fuck! Seokjin!” Your walls clench at the sudden intrusion, pinpricks of tears collecting in your eyes when he yanks you up. Your legs shake so badly that if it weren't for the tight hold he has over your hips, you'll surely buckle forward.

Seokjin seizes your jaw, his fingers digging into the flesh of your neck as he rasps harshly, “Didn’t I tell you to put on a show? Huh? Fucking hell. Are you too stupid to understand simple instructions now?”

"N-No…" you sob. "S-Seokjin… I can do it myself."

Using your hips, he pushes you back down onto the dildo, ignoring your whimpers and pleas. "I don't think so," he coos mockingly when your hands scratch over his palms as you beg him to stop. "I think after a year apart, my baby is too stupid to do anything without my help."

Seokjin doesn't need both hands to force you to ride the dildo, and he spits out taunt after taunt, each one meaner than the last. The other hand on your neck holds your head in place, and your neck is surely riddled with half-moon indents by the power of his grip. You’re left speechless as you're made to ride the dildo, there are only half-syllables of his name escaping every so often with how mushy your brain’s turning. With the brutal pace he sets, the burn from your walls stretching open takes a bit to fade into pleasure, but when it does, you're moaning loudly, slamming your hips down repeatedly on your own.

“That’s better,” Seokjin praises, removing his hand from your body to smooth out your hair. You whine when his large hand presses on your upper back, pushing you forward until your chest is parallel to the floor. “Okay, angel, keep riding that dildo and give me your hands. Don’t stop. Good girl.”

Seokjin secures your wrists behind you with a long piece of cloth. You continue to move per his instructions, but at this point your thighs are burning, especially without the support from your arms.

That dreaded click of his tongue reaches your ear again, and so you try to keep up with the momentum, but it’s only for a few more seconds until you falter again.

The grip around your hip tightens again, his nails digging into your skin. “Aww… what’s wrong, baby? Didn’t you want to cum?” Pleased with the results after testing the knot a few times, Seokjin picks you back up from the floor like a rag doll, and begins to move your body for you again.

Your limbs are screaming, the soreness spreading from your thighs, down your legs, turning them numb. Yet you follow his heed, bucking your hips with Seokjin as your conductor. “G-God… Too big…” you whine.

Seokjin sushes your complaints by slipping two of his fingers past your lips. “You can take it. That’s it. Good girl. Keep going.” he praises, kissing your shoulder. Saliva drips from your lips and down your chest as you swirl your tongue around his digits.

Without warning, Seokjin’s hand leaves your hip to draw circles on your clit, his praises unending as you move faster. You garble his name as your eyes flutter shut under the blindfold. The soreness in your thighs is forgotten as you chase your high, climbing higher and higher with each second that passes you by.

Seokjin rips his fingers away from your mouth to unclasp the bra you’re wearing. His wet digits swirl around your nipple, rolling the sensitive bud between his forefinger and thumb, and your spine curves from the dull pain.

“Look at these gorgeous tits,” he groans, pinching your nipple not unkindly. “Your nipples are so fucking hard. Do you feel good, baby?”

“Very… good,” you gasp. “I’m close—”

Everything inside of you is hot – an unchecked flame spreading like wildfire as you keep edging to the brink of madness. The tingling in your spine returns; a delicious warning to your downfall.

“Cum for me, baby. Soak this carpet, yeah?”

“Fuckfuckfuck, Seokjin!” you screech.

Your body shakes with the force of the orgasm, the spine tingling sensation causing your head to swim like you’re thrown into another dimension. Yet the blinding light doesn’t cease because Seokjin’s still going; his hand returning to your hips as he forces you to pick up the pace again.

“Shit… Seokjin… I can’t…”

He laughs aloud at your words. “You can’t? My little fucking brat… Didn’t you say you wanted to cum? I’m giving it to you right now and you’re telling me you can’t?”

No, no, no. Not like this. You’re going to break if he keeps going. Yet your body continues to absorb every brutal impact; every drag of the toy against your walls, and soon the familiar knot returns to your stomach.

“Fuuuck!” you scream. Your bound hands shake behind you in an attempt to break free, but Seokjin’s rope tricks keep the knot from getting undone.

It’s a little bit faster now, the way in which the light blinds your vision. Within a few more moments, you’re soaking the carpet below you again, your high cresting over you and reaching its peak. You think you screamed his name as you came, but you can’t be too sure – not when the world is spinning, and your blood roars loudly in your ears.

You’re whimpering as you come down from the intensity. You’ve tried everything under the sun with Seokjin, but you’ve never had two orgasms in a row – not at the same degree. Seokjin’s large hands cup your face as he removes the blindfold from you, kissing your hair and murmuring sweet praises in the process. With heavy lids, you look up at his handsome face, and you smile at the pride that shines in his eyes. Looks like you did good.

How long have you been leaning on him? You quickly scramble away from his chest, but your body feels like it weighs a thousand pounds, so you simply flail before landing back on his sculpted chest with a thump.

With a quiet chuckle, Seokjin massages your back as he gently removes the dildo from underneath you.

“Ah… fuck…” you hiss at the soreness that’s beginning to settle.

“Was it good?”

“Very,” you hum, kissing him along his jaw. “Is that all you have planned for me tonight?”

Seokjin scoffs as he gathers you from the floor and lifts you up. “Of course not. That's just the beginning. Are you ready for more though?”

“Always. What do you take me for?”

“That’s my girl.”

He lays you gently on your tummy after discarding the stuffed bear to the floor. His hands massage your palms, making sure he hasn’t cut off any blood flow. “How are your hands?”

“Sore, but okay.”

“Would you like me to take them off?”

“Not at all. It’s the only way for you to keep me still, right?”

“I guess so,” he chuckles. “I’m going to move you to the headboard, unless of course… you can do it yourself?”

You take the challenge with a firm nod, and though your legs are jelly from your adventures on the floor, you manage to lift yourself up and crawl to the headboard before dropping your weight onto the mountain of pillows. It wasn’t graceful by any means, but it got the job done.

Seokjin whistles at your feat as tosses his vest away and undoes the first few buttons of his shirt, and you have a sinking suspicion that the missing tie in his ensemble is the exact same one that has bound your wrists together. And judging from how his hands return to his sides, it seems like you’re the only one that’s going to be naked tonight. Darn.

“Eyes up here, baby.”

To be honest, you hadn’t realized you had thrown all your focus on the sliver of honeyed-skin, but at his words, your eyes jerk up to meet his, and you find yourself staring at that irritating half-smirk you’ve come to love.

“Wasn’t staring,” you mumble.

There’s a hardness in Seokjin’s gaze, causing the air to still. “I don’t remember teaching my baby to lie.” Even though he spoke in a whisper, there’s a hidden threat underneath the words.

Shit.

“I mean… I didn’t…” you fumble.

“No, no, you clearly did.” Seokjin shifts to loom above you before pressing his thumb on your bottom lip. “This filthy fucking mouth,” he growls.

You start to mumble, but Seokjin pushes his digit past your lips and hooks his thumb on the inside of your cheek, causing it to bulge and force you into silence. His other hand reaches over to unzip his pants, freeing his girth of its confines. You’re transfixed, unable to take your eyes off the leaking head. He pumps his length a few times, and your mouth begins to salivate at the thought of his taste again. Oh, how you’ve missed him.

Without removing his thumb, he stands over you and jerks himself in front of your face, the tip of his dick bumping your cheek every so often. You struggle against your binds, your mouth wrapping itself around his thumb as you whine around it.

“You're making a mess of my finger,” he groans. “Are you that hungry for my cock, baby?”

You nod fervently without looking up from the sight of his purple-ish head.

“Okay then, open up.”

Just after your lips part as you release his thumb, Seokjin rams his dick all the way inside, knocking your head backwards against the headboard. But the dull pain on your head is nothing like the burn in your throat. Seokjin’s big, and your small throat has a hard time accomodating to his girth.

“Shit… so fucking tight. Just for me.”

His cock sits heavy on your tongue, your jaw aching from having to keep your mouth open. You try to breathe but the air seems intent on not entering you. Oh god, did he get bigger?

“Ah, isn’t this much nicer?" His voice distracts you from your predicament. "You’re so much quieter with a cock in your mouth.”

Seokjin tangles his fingers in your hair, angling your head slightly upwards so he can easily thrust into your throat. Even though he’s going slow, tears begin to collect in your eyes as you struggle to breathe.

He then wraps his fingers around your throat, squeezing hard enough that it cuts off your air flow. As you choke and gag around him, Seokjin groans loudly above you. “Fuuuck, I love how tight you got. I can feel the outline of my dick around your throat. Is it hard to breathe, baby? Huh?”

“Mmph!” you whine around him. Your fingernails dig into your palms as lights begin to dance in front of your eyes. Just as you think you’re about to tap out from the lack of oxygen, Seokjin removes himself from your throat, relieving you of much needed air as you sputter and choke.

You’re inhaling lungfuls of air, until your heart is no longer running like you just finished a marathon.

“Fuck,” you cry weakly.

Seokjin tips your chin up with his finger. “Still want more?”

“Please,” is all you can muster.

With a whispered ‘okay’, Seokjin returns to straddle you and places the tip of his cock on your lips. You open your mouth dutifully, maintaining eye contact as you go down on his length. He waits patiently until your nose brushes against the dark hairs on the base before he begins moving.

Seokjin tangles his fingers in your hair to keep you steady, and so you don’t knock your head against the headboard. When you give him the slightest nod, he’s merciless; driving his hips forward, and groaning loudly every time you swallow around his length. Though there’s a curtain of tears that block your vision, you can still make out the twist in Seokjin’s face as he loses himself in bliss.

His balls slap against your jaw and you want nothing more than to play with them, but you’re only left wanting, with your hands unable to hold on to anything aside from the sheets below you. You focus on hollowing your cheeks, and with it you’ve earned yourself a deep thrust and Seokjin’s loud grunt of your name.

“Baby, baby,” he hisses. Seokjin’s close; you can tell by the way he falters in his thrusts. “Shit…”

Just before he explodes, he yanks your head back to unsheathe himself. His other hand wraps around his length, his body jerking as his orgasm overtakes him. You barely manage to close your eyes before the first spurts hit you; the warm fluid decorating your forehead and cheeks in white. As Seokjin’s ragged breathing slows down, you peek when you don't feel anymore spurts on your face, but you shut your eyes immediately when it turns out he hasn't spared them.

“You – ah – look so pretty with my cum all over you like this,” he smiles through quick inhales of air.

You attempt to lick at the drops that land on your cheeks, but they’re unfortunately too far from your tongue. “Wanna taste…” you pout.

“Dirty girl.”

You can’t help but grin at the pride in his voice. Seokjin scoops up his cum with his fingers as he mutters, “Open wide.” You stick your tongue out and he presses his cum-stained fingers to your mouth, and your lips close around his digits automatically as you begin to suck. When his digits are clean, Seokjin wipes the cum from your eyes with what you assume is a handkerchief he retrieved from his pockets.

“Such a beautiful cumslut,” he hums as he cleans your face. “Would you let just anyone make a mess of you?”

“No,” you mumble, opening your eyes when he's done. “Just you,” you whisper absentmindedly, staring in awe at his dick that hasn’t lost its rigidity.

Seokjin follows your gaze and beams when he realizes what it is you’re staring at. Gripping the base of his dick, he taps the tip of his dick on your lips. “Do you still want more? Are two orgasms not enough for you?”

You nod enthusiastically, spreading your legs outward to prove your point. “I don’t think one is enough for you either,” you tease.

“You're absolutely right,” he beams. Seokjin traces your cheek absentmindedly, and there's a strange tone in his voice when he murmurs, “My cock-hungry whore. Is that what you are?”

That’s a new one, and you’re surprised to find how much you love it.

“I am. I’m your cock-hungry whore,” you pant, your eyes falling to his length again. Perhaps it’s the trick of the light, but you swear– no, you know for sure that he’s bigger than before.

Seokjin grabs your legs and kneels down between them, situating the tip over your entrance. But instead of entering, he purposefully slides up, bumping into your clit and causing you to shiver.

“How much do you want me? It seems like you’ll do just fine with the dildo. Should I just bring that back?”

As you chase after his length with your hips, you let out a high-pitch whine, your cunt leaking more juices with every drag of his fat cock against your swollen folds.

“A- A lot… I want it,” you beg.

“Oh?” Seokjin whispers. “I don’t know… it doesn’t seem like you want me that much,” he teases.

Every time the tip of his cock bumps your clit, you’re permitted a small sliver of heaven, one so out of reach with the way he’s teasing you.

“Beg for it, baby. Or else I’ll really get the dildo and fuck you that way instead.”

You’re squirming; kicking the sheets underneath you. If he doesn't stop teasing you, you swear you're going to explode.

“Fuck! Fine! Seokjin, please. Pleasepleaseplease. I need your cock so bad,” you rasp. “Hurry up and fuck me!”

“As you wish.”

Seokjin sinks into your heat after your cry, and the both of you moan in unison when he fills you to the brim. If you thought the dildo was big, it was nothing compared to Seokjin. Every time he buries himself inside of you, it’s like you’re about to tear into two. Yet the usual burn from the stretch doesn’t last as long, and you’re soon thrown into the depths of pleasure.

“Fuck!” you hiss repeatedly.

“Oh, fuck,” he repeats, and he splays his hand on your stomach, pressing lightly at the slight outline of his cock. “I’m always amazed that this tiny pussy can take me so well. Can you feel how deep I am inside of you, angel?”

You claw at the sheets underneath you as he begins his punishing pace. “Yes, fuck! So deep…” You blink the tears away at the sight of Seokjin above you.

Even in the throes of pleasure, with sweat slicking his forehead, he looks like a god. It’s not fair that he’s still clothed; you want nothing more than anything to rip his shirt away. Once again, you attempt to free yourself from your bindings, and once again… you fail.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Seokjin asks with a teasing lilt.

“Want to touch you,” you whisper breathlessly.

With a chuckle, he shakes his head. “You don’t deserve to touch me. Just lie there and be a good hole for me.”

“Seokjin…” you wail. “Need to touch you.”

“Nope.” He proceeds to exit out of you and flip you over, so that you’re lying on your stomach again. “You’ve not been good today, pet. So you don’t get what you want.”

Seokjin grabs your bound wrists and yanks them upwards, bringing your body up into the air. With his knees, he pushes your legs out further. Without your hands supporting your weight, you’re relying heavily on your thighs and the hold that Seokjin has.

It hasn’t even been a few seconds and your thighs are already burning, but thankfully, that feeling quickly goes away, replaced by the pleasure that his cock brings upon entering you.

This time, his thrusts are slower, and he prioritises going deeper into your heat. It’s more intimate, a complete one-eighty to the rough pounding you just received, but you’re not certain that you can cum from this alone.

As if he’s reading your thoughts, Seokjin’s hand snakes around your waist to return to your clit, massaging the bundle of nerves gently with figure eights. You sigh, feeling so full and whole with him so deep inside you.

“I wanted to be mean, but you just looked so lovely,” he admits, his voice wistful and soft. “I don’t think I have it in me to go hard on you anymore.”

He doesn’t go any faster than he needs to, paying close attention to every sound you make and adjusting his speed then. It doesn’t take you long to reach the apex again, the climb much easier after you’ve experienced it once before, but still, it’s not enough to pull you over the edge.

“Jin… Jin… Need you faster," you wail.

“Yeah, baby, I got you,” he grunts.

He releases you from his hold and pushes your face to the bed, his thrusts punishing as he slams repeatedly into your cunt. You’re screaming his name, chanting it like a prayer, even though your throat is sore from overuse. This is what you need; the feel of Seokjin driving his dick deeper within you, pushing you over and over to the brink.

“Seokjin—” you cry, soaking the sheets below with your tears.

You’re so close, so so close.

“Cum for me, angel. One last time. Cream my cock, yeah?”

The orgasms you’ve had previously doesn’t compare to the one you’re experiencing now. This isn’t an ember, but a white blinding light, consuming you from the inside out as you come undone with a silent scream, your mind filled with a pleasant buzzing that renders you completely speechless. Yet Seokjin isn’t done, and he continues to pound into you, growing faster and deeper as he chases his own high.

“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna cum, gonna fuck you full of my seed.”

You whine at his brutal pace, raising your hips higher. "S-Seokjin!"

“That’s it, take all of me. Oh God… Shit—I’m cumming—"

Seokjin lets out a long moan as his orgasm takes over. His dark hair falls over his eyes, and he grabs your ass tightly as he fills you up with his warm seed.

Wholly overwhelmed, you only mumble something unintelligible when he slips away. The bed dips when Seokjin returns, and all you feel is a warm damp cloth between your legs. When he's done, he tosses the rag away before he gathers you in his arms. When Seokjin undoes the knots, you sigh, feeling pins and needles settling in, as Seokjin massages your wrists.

“I love you,” he mumbles as he lays you back down on the bed, bowing his head to claim your lips.

You return his kisses slowly, opening your lips to let his tongue glide inside. “I love you too,” you mumble back when you part. “I can’t believe it took you this long to kiss me.”

Seokjin laughs, the sound muted and quiet, but still warm. “What can I say? You were a total brat today. I told you one thing and you did the complete opposite.”

You scoff, bringing your hand to your chest. “Technically, I didn’t break any rules. You never said I couldn’t touch myself. I just had to sit pretty and wear a blindfold.”

“Yeah? Well, look at where that ‘technicality’ got you, brat.

Seokjin scoots you over to lie next to you, and you’re both silent except for the sound of your breathing. Turning over to your side, you slide over into his awaiting arms. “I have a question for you…”

“Shoot.”

“Was this anything like what you had planned today?”

You can feel his chest rumble as he laughs. “Nothing ever goes as planned when it comes to you.”

You chuckle along with him. “Not even the dildo?”

“Oh, that one was planned, although my original idea was to be a bit nicer to you. God, you bring out the 'mean' me,” Seokjin pouts.

“Speaking of, where did you get it anyway? I’ve never seen a hot pink dildo that big before. Holy shit, it’s almost as big as you.”

Seokjin doesn’t say anything, and after looking up from where you lie on the crook of his neck, you spy that he’s smirking. And the realization slowly dawns on you. “No fucking way…”

“You said you wanted my dick as a Christmas present, so here it is,” he shrugs.

“So, you’re telling me… you molded your dick and… wait what? How does that work?”

He laughs, filling the room with the sound of Christmas bells. “I think the words you’re looking for are ‘thank you’.”

You roll your eyes, knowing that he can’t see. “Thank you,” you repeat coyly after him.

“You’re welcome.” Seokjin squeezes you in his embrace. “One more thing? You’re moving in with me after this weekend. I’ve prepared an apartment for the two of us close to where you work so we don’t have to only meet once a year.”

You pry yourself away from his arms. “Wait what?” Leave it to Seokjin to leave the details to something this extravagant at the last minute. You can’t believe what you’re hearing. Does that mean you don’t have to part with him at the end of your holiday? “For real?”

“Yeah,” he beams. “Surprise."

You look into his eyes, staring at the familiar warm irises for a few seconds before you bring his face in and smash your lips to his. Stupid, impulsive Seokjin. You still can't believe he bought an apartment for you so the two of you won't have to part.

"Is that the cause for celebration?" you mumble into his lips.

"Yep, that's the big surprise. There's no more after that."

"Got it," you whisper, pulling your weary body up to straddle his waist. "I promised you a show, didn't I?"

Seokjin raises his brow as your hands begin to undo the rest of the buttons. "Oh? Is there more?" he asks as you part the white fabric to his sides.

"Of course. That's just the beginning," you parrot with a wiggle of your eyebrows, leaning down to kiss his collarbone. He's finally exposed, thank god. "The question is…" your nail drags from the centre of his chest down his torso, "are you ready for more?"

Seokjin laughs from underneath you before flipping you over, his arms landing by the side of your head as he smirks down at you. He looks deep into your eyes, fitting your chin between his forefinger and thumb, and you see the mischievous fire blazing in his eyes.

With his lips curling into a smile, he whispers, voice so angelic to hide the sins he's about to commit–

"Always."

moon's notes: woooooo! i wrote this thinking about my biggest fantasy :) i hope you enjoyed it because i had a great time writing this :DD let me know what you think!

rekindle the spark | kim seokjin

➛ pairing: husband!seokjin x wife!reader

➛ genre(s): angst, fluff, smut, married au, non-idol au

➛ summary: you and seokjin were both desperate to rekindle the spark that your marriage once had. desperate enough to where you two even considered listening to your friend’s advice and seek comfort from strangers. will the spark in your marriage finally be rekindled, or will it be diminished completely beyond repair in the end?

➛ warning(s): smut (of course), angst, minor fluff, multiple sex scenes, dom!seokjin, sub!reader, infidelity (kinda?), oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex, kitchen and shower sex, multiple orgasms, riding, fingering, creampie, brief handjob, nipple and breast play, very brief mentions of divorce, (please let me know if i left anything out)

➛ word count: 8,170 words

➛ author’s notes: i’m terribly sorry that this took forever to get out. with covid and online schooling, med school has been terrible to do and hard to keep up so i haven’t had much time to write but hopefully i do now. anyway, here is a late christmas present from me, enjoy!

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chapter one: forgiveness, maybe

➛ pairing: taehyung x female reader

➛ genre: angst, eventual smut, college au, unrequited love au, friends to possible lovers au, fuckboy au, slow burn

➛ summary: taehyung attempts to apologize for last night—by taking you out on a romantic dinner.

➛ warnings: angst, swearing, possible jealous tae?, video sex (someone sends a video to tae), fingering, very brief daddy kink, tiny mention of friends with benefits relationship, taehyung is kinda a bad friend but is still trying

➛ word count: 1,620 words

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only you (01) | kim taehyung

chapter one: forgiveness, maybe

➛ pairing: taehyung x female reader

➛ genre: angst, eventual smut, college au, unrequited love au, friends to possible lovers au, fuckboy au, slow burn

➛ summary: taehyung attempts to apologize for last night—by taking you out on a romantic dinner.

➛ warnings: angst, swearing, possible jealous tae?, video sex (someone sends a video to tae), fingering, very brief daddy kink, tiny mention of friends with benefits relationship, taehyung is kinda a bad friend but is still trying

➛ word count: 1,620 words

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only you (00) | kim taehyung

prologue: the first time he leaves you hanging

➛ pairing: taehyung x female reader

➛ genre: angst, eventual smut, college au, unrequited love au, friends to possible lovers au, fuckboy au, slow burn

➛ summary: for the first time ever, your weekly movie night doesn’t end in smiles and laughs but instead in tears and betrayal.

➛ warnings: angst, sad reader, taehyung is a bad friend, very brief mentions of making out and neck kissing

➛ word count: 1,150 words

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The friendship you and Taehyung had was confusing.

When people first learn that you aren’t just friends, but best friends actually, they don’t understand how. You two are complete opposites.

He was the type of person who liked to stay out late and party, sleep around while you were the type who liked to stay inside, to yourself. While Taehyung had many friends, you only had him and one other person—a girl you met in your art class.

People always seem to ask either of you how you manage to be friends with the other, and you have given them the same answer every time. The two of you have grown up together, parents being college friends, getting married and having kids around the same time as each other, Taehyung being just a week older than you. That made celebrating birthdays much easier for your parents since they would make you share parties together when you were younger. But as you two grew older, most of the time you and Taehyung would just spend your guys’ birthday with each other, alone.

And through all the hardships, school, having different interests like Taehyung trying out for sports and making more friends, and you spending most of your time on art, and even fights you two have had, you both seem to always come back to each other.

Simply putting it, you two were inseparable, always around each other. If someone saw one of you, then the other would not be far behind.

Even after graduating from high school and attending the same college, the closeness you two share have never diminished. Even though Taehyung now spent most of his time with his other friends and partying, and you focusing more on school and your art, you both always seem to find a way to make some time for each other—whether that be weekly movie nights, shared short lunches between classes, or even surprise visits.

But as school went on, the time Taehyung would spend with you became shorter and shorter, which made the time he did spend with you more valuable. Because he was your best friend, and you miss him.

Even though you want to be something more.

But you knew he didn’t feel the same way for you, because you weren’t his type, at least that’s what you heard him say to his friends. So being just his friend was enough—it had to enough, because you don’t know if you have the strength remove him from your life, someone who has treated you with nothing but kindness and love. And it wasn’t like Taehyung was a terrible person or anything, he wasn’t even bad. You just couldn’t handle him treating you almost as if you were his girlfriend instead of a friend and then going off and fucking other girls.

Your heart couldn’t handle it anymore.

Glancing at the time, you saw that it was half past eight. Today was Friday so Taehyung should be here soon for your guys’ weekly movie night. You double checked to see if everything was ready—the popcorn was made, hot chocolate was prepared, and he will be bringing the sweets. And the movie you selected for tonight was The Notebook, despite him denying it you knew that it was his favorite movie.

Taehyung was such a romantic.

As you sat down on the couch, you could hear yourself tapping your feet against the ground impatiently as you waited for him—he should be here in about half an hour. With you two both busy with your classes and other extracurricular activities, you barely had anytime for each other and this is the first time you have seen one another since last week. You couldn’t contain the excitement, you were excited to see him.

Your heart skipped a beat every time the clock moved forward one minute, knowing that it was a minute closer to seeing him. But when nine soon became ten after nine, your excitement slowly began to diminish.

He has never been late before, and you mean ever. Yes, he has shown up early but never late. And you know you shouldn’t assume anything, his fraternity is quite a distance away from your place and it’s the weekend so there might be traffic on the way here. But as ten minutes after nine soon became twenty then thirty, and then an hour, you couldn’t help but think you should text him to see if anything is wrong.

Taking your phone, you sent a quick message.

you: hey tae, it’s already ten and you aren’t here yet. is everything alright, are you okay?

You reread the message nearly a dozen times, making sure you weren’t sounding too clingy or nosy.

You waited for him, wondering if he was just caught up with something and was running late, very late. And you waited, and you waited, and you waited until midnight came, with not a single message from him.

That is when you gave up.

After cleaning up everything, emptying the untouched popcorn into the trash and pouring the full cups of now cold hot chocolates down the drain, you decided to just go to bed.

Lying down, phone in hand and scrolling through social media—Snapchat specifically, your heart fell into your stomach when seeing Taehyung’s icon on your screen. He uploaded something to his story. Your finger hovered over his profile picture, hesitant whether or not you should view it. But curiosity got the best of you and you clicked on it—and your heart dropped when seeing what he posted.

The first thing your eyes laid on was a video of him with his arm around a brunette girl and a red solo cup in hand, both of them singing along with the music playing in the background. The next thing was a photo of him kissing that same girl, and the next was more suggestive, showing his tongue literally going in her mouth.

The more you continued clicking through his story the more you felt your heart breaking.

Next thing you knew you were moving onto your—correction, his friends’ stories. First was Jimin, and the first thing you saw was a photo of just him but in the background you could see Taehyung sitting on a couch with the same girl, his lips on her neck and his hand up her shirt.

You didn’t realize you were crying until a sob suddenly came out of your mouth and a few droplets falling on your hand.

You turned off your phone completely and closed your eyes, hoping that sleep would take over but the image of Taehyung with that girl was practically burned into your mind.

That night you cried yourself to sleep.

Your best friend and the man you’re in love with would rather spend what was suppose to be your guys’ night with someone else.

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On The Ropes (KSJ x F!Reader)

pairing: ex-boxer!Seokjin x lawyer!reader (ft. boxer!Jungkook) genres/au/rating: angst, smut, infidelity!AU, 18+ summary: Kim Seokjin had been washed-up, run-down, and forgotten by the world of boxing. He’d settled on spending the rest of his life fading into obscurity. What he doesn’t count on is having a new trainee walk into his gym, and meeting you in the process. warnings: drinking, intoxication, flirting while in a relationship, boxing fights, blood and injuries, depressive thoughts and feelings, mentions of past infidelity, panic attack, Seokjin and Y/N are a mess, Jungkook is an angel, smut warnings: shower sex, oral (f. receiving), making out, dry humping, nipple play, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex (this fic deals with heavy themes, please be kind to yourself and respect your boundaries if these themes are not for you. your well-being is valued and important)

word count: 18,103 a/n: hi. let me introduce you to my baby, part of my soul, aka the story that existed in my head long before triviafics was born. thank you to Ryen @kithtaehyung for reading over the first part of this for me and encouraging me to continue. a big thank you also to Beezy @hobeemin​ for beta-reading over the whole thing and also for lending me her name to use in the fic (i hope you enjoyed your cameo)! also, thank you to Dee Dee @sugakookitty for the lovely banner and dividers!

disclaimer: this should go without saying, but this fic is not meant to glamorize infidelity in any way possible. it’s not fun, sexy times. it’s heartbreaking and it hurts and it’s never a fix for anything (please keep that in mind while reading).

Down in the twelfth, crimson streaks cloud Seokjin’s vision. He watches the mangled face of the opponent as Jeon lands another perfect blow, feeling the moment pass in slow motion as he holds his breath. One second passes. Then two. Then three. And then, everything is still. The other man hasn’t moved.

A whistle sounds, the referee’s hand goes up, and Jeon Jungkook, the league’s youngblood, is declared the new middleweight champion.

Bracing himself, Seokjin sucks in another deep breath, followed by the explosion of pain across his temples as the crowd erupts into pandemonium at his protegé’s victory. Time slows down again, his eyes meeting the savage glint in Jungkook’s own. It’s no longer the doe-eyed face glistening with red looking back at him. Chaos surrounds him, and Seokjin comes face to face with a ghost.

Bile rises in his throat as Jungkook’s animalistic victory screech echoes throughout the arena.

The lights go down, and everything moves too quickly. The opponent’s limp body is dragged from the ring, the rise and fall of his chest barely visible. Jungkook hops over the ropes and struts towards the locker room, giving Seokjin his cue to break out of his haze and trail after the younger man.

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“Moonchild is for those who like the night more; for those who are unable to breathe in the daylight”

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“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.” - Unknown

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❀ genre: angst/fluff; arranged marriage!au; f2l!au;

❀ pairing: jin x reader; 

❀ length: 23.0k;

❀ synopsis: college would’ve been unbearable if it weren’t for your wallowing sessions with your best friend jin over a shared “forever alone” woe, so it really was only a matter of time until the two of you sealed a shoddy promise to betroth the other at the age of 27. perhaps it was only a silly joke to you then, but you should’ve known better nonetheless; because when a wedding invitation arrives five years later down the road with his name signed next to another’s, feelings that were once buried begin to blossom once again.

“Don’t be a homewrecker.”

What was supposed to be a light-hearted tease over your fleeting glimpses in his direction bears much more weight than even reality should have; and unbeknownst to her, even if your friend’s commentary strikes a fear in you, a fear that has some creature eating away at you and a horrifying drop in the twisted pain of your chest, the daunting knowledge of a potential truth behind her words pale in comparison to the anguish brought upon by a familiar face of the past. 

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BTS X GQ 

HBD TAEHYUNG

“Thank you for being my reason to look forward to the next day.”

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“And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”

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“When someone makes you the happiest person and the saddest person at the same time, that’s when it’s real. That’s when it’s worth something.”

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“It sucks when the only person who can make you feel better is also the reason you always cry.”

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