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Stay Gold; Yoongi fanfiction

You sit inside a run down house, it’s leaking and smells of rotting wood. The world is submerged in blackness. it’s a time just before sunrise. The world is drowned in the darkness of the night, it feels almost heavy; the air is moist, it has been raining. No stars peek out on this night. As you feel the hopelessness weigh down on you; the urge to cry suddenly becomes very strong. That’s when you hear the soft fall of footsteps. A familiar face steps into the faint glow that lights up your world; your best friend Yoongi walks in. He doesn’t say anything but reaches out and gently takes your hands, you relish the feeling of his roughened hands against yours, the pads of his hands are ever so slightly roughened because of typing, playing piano and work. Though, no amount of work could make his touch ungentle. 

You both walk out the front of the door, savouring the quiet and peace as you climb a little hill. You stand for a while, enjoying the breeze. Yoongi takes out his headphones and hands you a bud, the sun peeks over and gives the earth a rosy flush. You both stay there for a long while, savouring the music, enjoying each other’s companionship and leaning into each other as you feel the warmth radiating off each other’s bodies. 

Maybe life hurts sometimes, maybe it brought you down. But here, in your little spot would be where a small part of you always belonged. Yes, you thought as you watched to sun turn gold in the sky, life can be rough but having a best frined really helps. On cue, Yoongi turns around and smiles, just a small soft and genuine smile you return the smile, your worries and stress fading away as you think. “Yes, there is no where else I’d rather be”.

let me show you, myg

you and yoongi has been in a relationship for two years but you are still a virgin because of how innocent you are, however, yoongi always having a hard time when you wear cute sexy outfits just for him plus whenever you wear his shirt.

⇥ pairing : yoongi x f.reader

⇥ genre : smut, fluff (a bit)

⇥ words : 4.5k

⇥ reference : explicit

⇥ warnings : dom!yoongi, bigcock!yoongi, sub!reader, innocent!reader, virgin!reader, rough-sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, overstimulation, oral (m.receiver), fingering, penetrate, thigh riding, breath play, biting, hair pulling, hickeys, nipple play, doggy style, public sex, established relationship

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You spent your holiday somewhere far from the busy town with your boyfriend, Min Yoongi. You were shocked when he scheduled a holiday for five days, four nights despite his busy schedules. You were thrilled to be with him on vacation as it has been approximately two years since you and yoongi in a relationship and it was your first time to go on holiday just both of you. Yoongi was your first and ever boyfriend and your first love you might say.

He was so perfect, up to the toe, you were always felt like a dream when you are with him. He was the first man who makes you felt worth it and respected you as a woman and his girlfriend. There was no time he made you felt unfit intentionally or not, your past somehow took a toll on you but it was changing after you met him.

You rarely wore cute outfits even despite you had a body that girls would die for, you were uncomfortable to show too much of your skin. You grew up like that, however when you were with yoongi you changed so much from your bland and unassertive personal style to a more feminine look but only in front of yoongi since whenever you were with him you gained self-confidence.

You had moved together with yoongi six months ago after you finally decided your decision as you had been contemplated it for quite of time. You would occasionally were a mini dress, summer dress, off-shoulder dress, mini skirt, tank top or any kind of girly outfits that you always dreamed to wear.

Yoongi without fail would praise how cute you looked and didn't want to go to his studio because he wanted to stay with you but you will never allow him to ditch his work just because of his childish excuses. Nonetheless, you couldn't lie how your heart thumped so fast and how you flushed in red whenever he pulled you into a tight hug, showered you with kisses.

When you meet yoongi for the first time, he was very quiet and didn't like to talk much, exactly your type but you could see his effort when he tried to get to know you. Maybe that was why you fall for him.

You in awed as you took in the massive, luxurious suite with a vast glass window with spectacular views of the seascape. You admired the scenery so much that you were shocked when a pair of arms circles your waist, “do you like it, baby?”

There your heart went all crazy just for the nickname, “yes, i love it.” You smiled softly as you put your palm on top of your boyfriend’s hand. You shuddered when yoongi sucked slowly your neck, glided his tongue over it. His palms roamed over your body as his left hand sneaked in your tee. You titled your head nonchalantly as yoongi can’t sucking. “What are you doing, oppa?” And he abruptly stopped.

As if he didn't aware of what he was doing earlier. “W-what- I will order us food, you go change first.” That was what he said before pulled his arms away from your body and went out with his phone.

You felt so weird and tingles all over your body, you didn't exactly know why but you were speechless when yoongi sucked your neck as if he wanted to do something that you cant pulled out what but when his palms roamed over your tummy. It was kinda felt nice and it was eerie you wanted him to caress his palms all over your body. You didn't fail to discern something hard and big poked behind your back.

Yoongi on the other side had a hard times, he shouldn't step in the boundaries. He knew you were so innocent and clueless when it comes to sex or anything particular with it. He tried. He had made an effort to hold himself but how can he when you were so fragile and so small that he couldn't help but want to lay his fingers on.

Yoongi looked down at his cock that grew bigger and hard each second, he squinted his eyes hard tried to think of another thing beside you but he failed so and it just worsens even more. Yoongi quickly made an order for dinner from the Chinese restaurant as he knew you that was your favorite.

Yoongi decided to wait at the hotel lobby to take the food and wanted to calm down himself before he did something he wasn't supposed to do. After quite of time, he had waited finally got the food and on his way to the suite.

Yoongi took some time and a deep breath as he attempted to regain his strength and control his body before he faced you. He opened the door but gasped when you were out of the shower with a small towel that barely covered your body and water droplets dropped from your wet hair.

“Fuck,” Yoongi muttered beneath his deep voice, fisted his palms as he closed the door and his eyes never left you. You didn't notice him at first until you heard the door closed. “Oppa, you got the food,”

You smiled brightly when you saw your boyfriend brought Chinese food. “Yes, I am.” You raised your eyebrows slightly as you perceive the way yoongi’s restrained voice. You can’t help but worry that he might fell sick. You grabbed yoongi’s white tee in his luggage and throw it over yourself you already wore your white lace bra and panties beforehand, you hand your towel before you walked closer to yoongi as he busy take out each meal and serve it on the table.

“Oppa, are you okay?” Yoongi turned sideways to you as you planted your palms on his broad shoulder. Yoongi sucked in a deep breath as he observed you up to the toe, with only his baggy white tee. Yoongi gritted his teeth, felt himself get turned on even more than he thought.

“No, i’m not.” Yoongi honestly mumbled. His eyes still peered on you like a predator but to no avail, you were unaware of it. It surprised him to find that you were in his clothes would arouse him so damn much. You looked up to your boyfriend in concern, “Why? What can I do?”

Yoongi’s heart skipped a beat when your soft voice asked him as you glided both your palms on his chest, stalked closer to him. Little did you know, there was a lot you can do to him. A lot.

Control yourself, Min Yoongi. She doesn't know anything about this. You would ruined her innocence. Yoongi thought.

He fluttered his eyes before gazed at you that still looked so worried the way he got so worked out.

It's much better than another guy that's not you ruined her innocence.

“Fuck it.” Yoongi cursed before he grabbed both sides of your face and planted his lips on top of yours. You gasped inside your boyfriend’s mouth at how aggressive he became, his kiss got intense as his palms traveled down to your ass and gripped it so hard. You were shocked with new sensations that you never felt before.

You fisted your palms over yoongi’s chest and tried to push him with all your might but he was twice stronger than you and not a bit moved with your strength. Yoongi left the kiss as he tried to take a breath after that long intense kiss he gave to you. You were gasping for breath, you could feel his breath on your skin. It felt so weird but you were electrified with what yoongi did to you.

“Do you want me to teach you?”

His question left you numerous thoughts. What was your boyfriend want to teach you? You didn't bother to answer as you looked up at him.

“Let me show it to you, baby. Let me show you what is an adult should know, how it feels to feel pleasure, lust. I know you will love it seeing how your body reacted just with my little touch.”

“I-It’s s-sex?” Yoongi let out a deep chuckle when you softly asked him as if you would break if you inquired that. “So you know what sex is?” Yoongi gripped around your waist tighten, you gasped when he pulled you closer to him made both of your sizeable boobies slammed on his broad, hard chest.

“I-I don't know what it is but I-I overhead some of the girls at the college talked about it... and they did it w-with their boyfriend-”

“You want to do it with me?” Yoongi tried his luck as he slammed his face on your exposed neck because of the collar of yoongi’s shirt was so big for you and once again you felt something tingles inside your body, you felt something rushed like a fluid down your private part. You shifted uncomfortably as yoongi sucked and nibbled your neck. “W-would that will make you okay?”

Yoongi halted for a sec and raised his face to look at you. “Yes baby, absolutely.” You were thrilled to hear that you would make your boyfriend happy if you do sex with him. So, you eagerly nodded. His cock got harder each second, he swallowed a big gulp of his saliva as he gazed at you with desire and lust.

Yoongi loosens up his grip over your waist, guiding you towards the king-size bed. He sat you on the bed, “strip, baby girl,”

You were hesitant at first since you never went bare in front of your boyfriend but you trust him enough to do things to you. You fiddled the hem of yoongi’s tee on you before you slowly pulled them up from your body, leaving you in your white lacey bra and panties.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. So damn beautiful.” Yoongi softly whispered at you as he caressed your cheeks and gave you a peck on your lips before once again took in your nudeness in front of him. He was always been fantasies of you in a dirty way and now you were willing to give it to him awoken something beneath him. However, he couldn't lie he felt somewhat guilty to break your innocence but he couldn't help himself anymore.

You tried your best to compose yourself, your lips trembled as you became nervous. You didn't dare to look back at Yoongi after he walked away and left you alone on the bed. You flinched when he approached you from your back before he plopped himself down behind you. “Look up baby,”

You shuddered when Yoongi whispered to you as he nibbled your earlobe. You let out a loud gasped when you saw your reflection in the massive glass mirror. Yoongi let out a rich, throaty chuckle as he perceived how uneasy you were in front of him at that moment which was completely understanding. However, it drove him insane to know he will be wrecked your innocence, here and there.

“Why are you so nervous baby?”

You gulped your saliva, you drew in a quick breath when yoongi placed his veiny, large hand over your upper thighs, his lips were still worked on your neck. “You smell so good, i want to eat you so bad.”

You bit your lower lips when Yoongi opened his eyes and look straight at you in the mirror. You hold his gaze before averted your eyes on his hands adorned with a couple of his silver rings. His fingers trailed down from your cheeks down to your throat, to the valley of your boobs. He let his fingers lingered on your boobs, made imaginary circles on your chest while looking at you as if he wanted to see how would you react to his touch.

“Would you let me touch you even further, princess?” His voice became a husky, erotic whisper to you. You fluttered your eyes before slowly nodding to him. “Oh you want me to touch you?” Yoongi’s lips curved up to a mischievous smirk. He didn’t expect you would nod to his question.

“What do feel when I touch you like this baby?”

Your breath rasped in your throat, pondered the right answer for the question. “I-It f-felt weird,” You muttered, looked down on the floor. “And?” Yoongi asked again as he hold your chin firmly forced you looked back on yourself in the mirror. You clenched your thighs together as you started to feel something tingles on your private part.

“It f-felt good too.” Your answer somehow left Yoongi’s bulge grew bigger and you could feel it from your behind. You wanted to ask him what was that but you were too shy to do so.

You let out a soft moan when your boyfriend grazed his fingers over your nipple against your bra. You closed your eyes when he groped your boobs while playing with your nipples. You felt so dizzy and leaned backward to him. “Let out your voice, let me hear it.” He cooed.

You opened your eyes to see what Yoongi did to you and your heart thumped so fast when he pulled down your bra and let out your boobs out, completely bare for him. “Baby, they are so soft.” Yoongi was too into playing with your chest that his eyes just focused on your boobs. He suddenly groped your boobs harder made you let out a loud moan as you whimpered, “Oppa,”

Yoongi felt his heart about to bursted when you called him like that with out of breath. “Yes baby.” He kissed your neck and fondled your boobs. He thought he had fallen in love with your boobs, he captivated with the way it fits his hand. The way your nipples got hard the moment he touched it made him aroused.

Yoongi traveled his hands down to the place he was always being craved for, your pussy. Your breath hard when yoongi grazed his finger on your panties. “Oppa,” Yoongi bites his lips as his eyes scanned your lewd expression in the mirror, you were so cute yet so sexy. Yoongi bite your neck softly as he nibbled through your skin, his hand made their ways into your panties.

Your mouth hangs opened when he did that but you didn’t stop him. You didn't why but it feels so good, his fingers played inside your pussy, you didn't know what he did or how but when he touched a particular part inside of your private part and his another fingers shoved inside of yoh, you shuddered before something rushed out from you. “You cum, baby?”

Yoongi chuckled as he continued to play with your clit with his thumb and shoved his two fingers inside your hole. You gasped for air, you hold his biceps, “W-what is cum?” You asked him, innocently.

“It is when you reached your orgasm, princess.” He replied, didn't even make yourself embarrassed for not knowing it. “It’s okay, you didn’t have to feel guilty, I’m happier if you reached your orgasm multiple when you did this with me.”

You arched your back when Yoongi fiddled your clit and curled his fingers just at the right spot while his other hand fondled your boobs, which had made her drowsy. Your hands fall from yoongi's biceps and accidentally dropped on the hard things that had been poked your back. Sometimes you felt it too when yoongi hugged you. You can't help but want to fist it but halted your action when yoongi left your right breast and hold your wrist. “Don’t, y/n.”

You sucked in deep breath when yoongi’s stern voice warned you. “I want to touch it,”

Even you replied so quietly but it was loud enough for Yoongi to hear it and your response made Yoongi nearly choked his saliva, you didn't even shutter when you said it. “What?”

You turned your head back to your boyfriend to take a good look at his face. “You touch mine.” You pouted. Yoongi burst to smile when you looked at him with puppy eyes. “You can’t, princess. I don't think I can hold myself if you did that.”

“Why? You dont need to hold yourself,” you whispered as you fiddled your hand.

“If I dont hold myself than I will be fucking you the next second.”

The word ‘fucking’ gained your attention, “What is that?” You looked up to yoongi but his eyes on your boobs, you can't help but want to cover it but yoongi hold your hands as he planted a kiss on your pouty lips.

“It means, I will insert this...” Yoongi answered as his eyes looked down at his massive bulge and the same goes for your eyes. “...inside your hole baby,”

Then, the feelings of Yoongi’s fingers inside of you came to your mind. If it feels as good as it then you want to try it. “I-I want that, oppa.”

Once again, you shocked him. Your face read innocence but not your words. You slowly put your small palm on the bulge under Yoongi’s boxer. “Oh shit-” Yoongi cursed and squinted his eyes shut before he looked at you again.

“Are you sure, baby?” Yoongi wasnt hesitate at all until there he somehow thought if he should be doing this. “Yes.” You were so confirm that you wanted him, your boyfriend to teach you about adult stuff. You wanted him to do it with you.

“On your knees, princess.”

His command paused your thought but you deliberately still followed him and raised from the bed to the floor. Your boobs bounced as you plopped yourself down and Yoongi swears he could just go crazy by looking at that full boobs of yours. Yoongi stood up as he pulled his boxer and let his massive cock sprung out proudly right in front of your face.

You were shocked to see how big he looked. The tip of it came out with white fluid, Yoongi sat back on the bed and looked down at you. “Here, suck this baby.” Yoongi grabbed the base of his cock as he nudged them near your lips.

You were so anxious about the fact you don't know how to suck it. Yoongi noticed your apprehensive, “it’s okay, princess. I will guide you.” You looked up to yoongi, guided both of your palms on his massive cock. Yoongi hissed due to the contact, you looked up, afraid you were hurting him. “No, princess. I like it, take them in your hands, and just rub it up and down” Your eyes never left his cock, your mind was wondering if was the actually normal size for man. You captivated the white-almost clear liquid coming out from the slit of his tip, the shaft was red and veiny. 

Yoongi trembled with excitement when you wrapped your hands around his cock, slowly cockwarming it. You looked up to him and smiled as you perceived the faintest of flushes creeping up his face and his reaction explained how much he liked it even when you barely started.

Yoongi drew in a quick breath, even you just barely touched him. He didnt think it will impact him so much. You saw how yoongi reacted to your touch, it was the same as you, he fisted his palms, tried to fight the urge to grabbed the back of your head and just fucked your pretty mouth senselessly. “here suck this baby”

You recalled that Yoongi asked you to suck it earlier but now he wanted you to just rub it. You thought maybe he tried to hold himself as he said, you mindlessly as you licked the white liquid that comes off from the tip. “oh! shit-” Yoongi felt his stomach coiling, his cock twitched in her palms. He didnt thought you will give him kitten lick even he didnt ask. When Yoongi looked down, he can see the tip of his cock disappearing in your mouth that was already full. You struggled to bob her head up and down, his cock hitting the back of your throat, you gagged in return.

Yoongi ran his fingers through your hair, grasped a handful of your hair. Yoongi threw his head back, grunted. “Yes… Yes, princess… Keep doing that… Keep doing that to me.” His breathing was getting heavy, panting almost. “You have no idea what you do to me, baby…” Yoongi bit his lips, trying to suppress himself from bending you over the bed, craved to fuck your sweet pussy from behind.

“Am I doing good, oppa?” You stopped sucking, but your hands keep pumping his shaft. You looked up with you pretty eyes that were enough to make him cum right then and there.

“Yes baby you did it so good, it feels so good, baby... You such a good girl.” Yoongi praised you, caressed your head with fondness despite how sinful you looked at the moment. Yoongi noticed how you clenched your legs and it hit him. You liked to be praised.

"You looked so beautiful sucking my cock like that," he breathes while thrusting his hips on your mouth roughly. You teared up as yoongi kept hitting the back of your mouth. He breathes rather fast, in shallow pants. He stopped thrust his hips for a good second in her warm throat, gagged her. You desperately squeezed yoongi's thigh so that he pulled away as you gasped for breath. Your saliva covered his throbbing cock as it trailed down to your chin. Yoongi looked down on you, rubbed your cheeks tenderly, he had to make sure he will remember how wrecked and messed up you looked after took his cock.

You once again took his big cock in your mouth while playing with his balls. “F-fuck” Your mouth was slobbery from all the spit and pre-cum dripping down your chin. “Shit! Fuck! Baby… Baby, I’m going to cum! Fuck!”

You opened your mouth wide, pumped his cock rapidly,sprinted his orgasm. “Fuck!” Yoongi groaned wildly, his cum spraying all over your face and some in her mouth. You hollowed her cheeks, whimpered every time Yoongi thrusted his hips with his hands gripped your hair firmly to keep you with his pace. You pulled away just to give his cock a sloppy kiss with your saliva covered your lips, trailed down to her chin. Yoongi supported his upper body with his elbow, you looked up to him and his lewd expression caused moans to slip past your throat.

Yoongi jerked his cock a couple more times, milking all of it out. His shoulders heaved as he panted, you took a second to glance up at Yoongi and damn he looked so fucking hot, absolutely fucked out. You dropped your hands from his cock and stuck out your tongue, gave him your innocent eyes.

Yoongi stood up from the bed before he pulled you up from the floor and pushed you on the bed. “Oppa-” You were cut off with Yoongi’s lips on yours, his hand roamed over your tits, pinched and twisted your nipple. You moaned against the kiss, without warning Yoongi shoved his tongue inside of your mouth. The kiss got passionate and sloppy each second, it was completely different than how you both used to kiss.

Yoongi ceased the kiss, rested his forehead with yours. You opened your eyes to see his handsome face stared down at you, he raised from your body before tugging down your panties. You avoided Yoongi’s gaze on you when he eyed your panties that were covered with a big pool of your wetness. “Look at me, y/n.”

Instantly, you obeyed him. You let out a loud moaned when Yoongi shoved his fingers inside your hole, unnoticed. You wriggled under his touch but Yoongi holds your thighs firmly to stop you. “I need to prep you first baby,” You gasped when yoongi pushed his finger out and inside of you. Your walls so wet and slick and it was so easy for Yoongi to slip his fingers inside your pussy.

Yoongi eyed you, look so wrecked with messy hair and your face glistening under the dim lights. Yoongi guided his tip against the lips of your pussy, teased you. You opened your eyes as you looked down, you scared yet so excited to have Yoongi’s big cock inside of you but you want to cum again. You somehow love the feeling and when yoongi stared at you, you can't help but want more.

You whimpered when Yoongi finally pushed the tip of his member inside of you. It was even half but you felt so full. "Baby, shhh, shhh, it's okay, hm?" Yoongi whispered near your ear, persuaded you as he stroked your cheek with tenderness, wipe away the fallen tears as he slowly pushed his cock into your tight pussy. The way it stretched was so painful, way more painful, and the fact his dick was so fucking thick didn't sit right on you.

"Yoongi," you cried, pleaded at him. You grabbed him closer as his broad chest met your swollen boobs, your nipples grazed slowly to Yoongi’s chest made him let out groans. "Y-You're--aahh! You're too big!"

Yoongi kissed you as he tried to distract you from the pain. However he didnt say if he dont felt proud of how you said his cock was too big for you. Yoongi bites his lip as he went deeper, felt your pussy clench around his member tighter. "Yeah? My cock is too big for you, huh?" Yoongi chuckled. “I know you can handle it, princess. You are my good girl."

Squirming at his words, Yoongi saw you rolled your eyes, awaken something beneath him. Without any warning at all, he shoved his whole length in, making your legs shuddered. "Ah--!"

Yoongi starts to thrust in and out of your pussy at a nice, normal pace while scrutinizing your reaction. "Look at me baby, look at me," he whispered, taking your chin on his fingers as he tilted your head up. He aroused and thrilled when his eyes locked with your big, desperate ones. Your face flushed, your legs began to shake, your lips were swollen with all of the lip bites.

"Oh, baby you're so fucking pretty," Yoongi muttered, pulling his cock all the way out before shoving it back in, making you moan loudly. Your pussy involuntarily clenched by his action, occurred in him growled. "Fuck," he cursed, closing his eyes for a brief minute, "Clench your pussy like that one more time around me and watch..."

You were so aroused by his low tone voices and his words somehow provoked you, even more, disregarded his warning, you tightened your pussy around his cock, squeezing him with all your might.

Yoongi gasped, he bit his lips hard, stimulated by your action, his eyes changed darker as his whole demeanor switched. Yoongi pulled out and wrapped his arms around your waist before flipping your body over from the missionary position. "Yoongi-"

"I warned you." he groaned, making you moaned when he shoved his whole length in without warning. He plunged deeper in you, feeling his tip continuously hit the sensitive places inside your walls. He hits your g-spot so nonstop, you turned light-headed as you can’t conceal your loud and whiny moans.

He gave a harsh spank on your ass, a whimper escaping out from your lips. "You want to act like that, hmm? That's how you wanna play? Even it is your first time?" Yoongi chuckled as he stared at your body trembled under him, indicated that you were still not used to his size.

"I'm not going to go easy on you, princess" Yoongi leaned down, gave you a harsh, deep thrust that you can feel right up in your stomach. "Take my big cock like a good girl, yeah? Before I destroy this perfect little pussy until you can't take it no more."

“ Love is in the Studio”

WARNING: Fluff, pregnancy?

Min Yoongi x wife! Pregnant! Reader

Female! Reader

SCENARIO: y/n is spending a day with Yoongi in the studio.

Word count : 812

its my first time writing a fic. so if there is any mistakes please forgive me. borahae

It was a cold autumn evening. Cold wind was blowing and leaves were falling.

Y/n entered the genius lab by pressing the pass code. As she entered she saw Yoongi who was sitting near the desk working on his new track. Yoongi heard the shuffling and angrily turned to look who was interrupting his peace. But all his anger melted away as he saw her, his wife, walking into his studio wearing a long coat and his sweater which was too big for her to cover herself and her 6 month old baby bump from the harsh winds outside. Usually when he was working on songs he wouldn’t get out the studio other than going home at midnight and coming back at dawn and sometimes not going home at all. She had taken it to herself to bring him food and change of clothes all those days he spent in the studio.

But all of it changed, him overworking himself, spending weeks in his studio without a break, after she announced that they were going to have a mini ‘Min’. He would text her every hour inquiring about her and the baby. If she had mentioned about her craving something even if it was weird he would rush to get her whatever she wants even when he was in an important meeting or at midnight. He would come home every night to have dinner and cuddle the soon to be mother of his kids either in complete silence or while watching some random shows.

Today she had came to the studio with food for him and her, because she knew he would forget about having food if she didn’t bring him some or reminded him. Yoongi welcomed his wife by trapping her in a big hug, and then taking the food and helping her remove her coat. He was very caring about her even when they had just started dating, but his caring nature only increased by tenth folds when she became pregnant with his child.

They both happily had their dinner by the small table in the studio, feeding each other, content with each other’s presence, telling their significant other about how their day went. Soon Yoongi got back to his work and y/n was sitting in the couch reading a book she had borrowed from Namjoon earlier that week.

Soon Yoongi was immersed in his work with the new waves of inspiration hitting him by having his wife by his side. He was so into his work that he didn’t even realize how much time had passed. When he came back to his senses he turned to look at his wife , who he didn't give any attention to for a long period of time. He saw her half lying on the couch with the long forgotten book on top of her eyes, and her cute 6 month bump protruding outwards. He could swear that he was falling in love with her all over again. After clicking a few pictures in his phone he went near her to make her lie down properly because he knew she would be regret sleeping there when wakes up.

He brought a table and his equipments to the couch so that he could work and be with her at the same time. He took the book from her hands and placed it on a nearby table. And then slowly woke her up with his soft voice and his even softer kisses. He could feel his heart skipping a beat because of how adorable she looked. The both settled down again, Yoongi sitting half up comfortably with her head snuggling into his torso and a soft blanket covering them from the cold. While combing his fingers though her hair he couldn't believe how he could have such a perfect life, him living his dreams as a successful artist, his supportive and beautiful wife and a baby on the way, correction his baby on the way. His hands slowly moved down towards her bump, where lies his child whom he couldn’t wait to meet. He could feel his child moving even though it was very light. Yoongi's face was adorned with a sweet smile filled with love for his wife and his child.

If someone had said all this to the past struggling version of him he wouldn't believe that and would've said that they were joking. But now his heart was full of love.

A few hours later Namjoon was going to the genius lab to ask Yoongi whether the demo was completed or not. But instead of a working Yoongi what he saw was an adorable Yoongi and y/n cuddling on the couch. It was so adorable that he couldn’t resist taking a picture and sending it to the group chat even though he knew Yoongi was going to kill him once he sees this when he wakes up.

Sweet Morning

Fandom: BTS Pairing: Min Yoongi x Female Reader

It seemed like I had one of the worst weeks possible. With loads of work on hand, I barely spend any time with Yoongi for the past few days. Being a workaholic, he didn’t have time for me either.

I was having disturbed sleeps. I would keep waking up every now and then hearing the slightest noise. And again, work for the whole day at a stretch without much scope for a nap.

Today, it was different. I was finally able to had a nice long sleep at night. The one that make you feel refreshed and I dare say, happy afterwards. But the most beautiful part of my morning was waking up. Opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was Yoongi’s smile.

“Slept well?” he asked while gently resting his hand on my head.

I nodded sleepily, an automatic smile coming to my face as his hand ran down to my cheek.

“I was watching you for a while. You were sleeping like a baby.”

“Yeah,” I said, “It was a good one after quite some time.”

“Now, get up quickly. I made breakfast.”

Leaving a soft kiss on my forehead, Yoongi went straight to the kitchen.

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Boy With Luv

Note: I found this prompt on Pinterest and it sounded promising. The first person that came to my mind was Yoongi. So I wrote a fan fiction about him. A little reminder that it is totally fictional. The character I made has nothing to do with the real Min Yoongi. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Fandom: BTS Pairing: Min Yoongi x Female reader Genre: Fluff and Angst Warning: Implication of self-harm, slight swearing, little drinking. Word Count: 3k Words

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“WHAT? It’s already 8:45?” I needed to hurry or I’d miss my 9 a.m. English class. I jumped out of my bed and changed my clothes as quickly as I could. I sprinted out of my house checking my watch to found that it was already 9.

A trip from the bus stand to my college took almost 15 more minutes. I started to run once I got down from the bus. I was breathing heavily when I opened the door to my class.

“We’ve already discussed about our new project, dear. Since, you’re late, your partner will explain it to you. Mr. Min Yoongi, as you’re the only one left without a partner, you two may pair up.” The professor announced.

I was too shocked to give any reaction while Yoongi just nodded. Every other seats were already taken. So I had to go sit on the back with this guy called Min Yoongi. The whole class went on in a blur. I glanced at my partner twice. He seemed to be really absorbed at whatever he was writing on his notes.

First, let me put some words about Min Yoongi. He was majoring in Music and we only had English course together. He looked very intimidating. I never saw him talk with anyone unless it was necessary. The only time he talked to me was when I was with my best friend discussing about our plans for a sleepover and he told me I was being too loud to be on the library. Since then, I tried to avoid him at all cost.

But now, he was my partner for the English project, whatever it was. I was already too nervous to approach him about the matter.

Once the class was over, he said to me, while packing his bag, “We have to write ‘Daily Words of Affirmation’ to each other for the next five days.”

“Huh?” was the only thing that came out of my mouth.

“The group project?” he raised his eyebrows.

“Oh right,” I said, “the group project. So, I have to write something positive to you from when exactly?”

“From today.” He headed to the door. “And also,” he turned back, “You can write a hand written note or send me via email, whatever way you’re comfortable with.” And he was gone.

“So, that’s it?” I thought to myself, “No other instructions? Can’t he just sit and talk like a normal person do when they do group projects?” I was getting really annoyed at this guy by then. What could I possibly write when I couldn’t even find anything good about him?

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My hair looked like a mess as I repeatedly ran my hand through them. “Oh, come on! Think like a mature person. Everybody has some good aspects about them.” I forced myself to think of something nice. The fact that by the end of the week we had to submit our interaction to our professor was more frustrating.

As I didn’t know him very well, I thought about writing something about his appearance instead. What was I going to write anyway? It wasn’t like I found him very attractive or something.

I closed my eyes and tried to imagine his face. For some reason he looked like a cat to me. I smiled to myself, “Fine! I’ll write that.” I hoped he’d take that as a compliment.

“You look like a cat.” I typed on my laptop. It sounded too rude. I tried to think of a creative way to put it. I typed again.

“Though lazy, cats are really skillful in hunting. Somehow, your face reminds me of a cat. Can’t wait to find out what you’re good at!”

I was really satisfied with whatever I wrote. Before I could send it, I got an email from Yoongi first.

“With or without glasses, your eyes are the most appealing bit on your face (that’s my personal opinion).”

I was taken aback. I couldn’t picture Min Yoongi writing me that. Also, his message sounded better as a Words-of-Affirmation than mine. I still couldn’t think of a decent thing to say. So without working myself up I sent my message.

Before going to bed I went to the bathroom to wash my face as a part of the night routine. I took off my glasses and stared into my eyes in the mirror. The last time someone told me that my eyes were beautiful was in grade 8. That was before I started wearing glasses.

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I was prepared to talk to Min Yoongi the next day. I needed to find out something to write this time. It was so frustrating last night that I finally built up my courage to get acquainted with this seemingly rude guy.

We didn’t have English class that day. So I texted him to meet me at the cafeteria whenever he could. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity he texted back, “Come to the library.”

“Oh God! That library again. Does this guy even think about other people’s conveniences?” But it seemed like I had no other choice. I was determined to ace that English course no matter what. So, burying my ego I went to the library.

He was sitting at the far corner, his usual place. I got closer and saw that he was reading ‘The Alchemist’ by Paulo Coelho. That caught my attention and I spoke up without hesitation, “I read that book last month.”

Yoongi glanced at me once and got back to reading again. I sat beside him. I tried to take the conversation further, “They say this book helps you to find your true destiny. But I guess I was too caught up with All-thing-is-one stuff to notice that.”

“Don’t worry.” He said turning a page, “Some people read with their eyes and not their minds.”

“Excuse me?” I felt offended, “did you just consider me as one of those people?’

He shrugged his shoulder while still keeping his eyes on the book. As a book lover his words felt like an insult to me. Why on earth did I end up being partnered up with a guy like him on a project like this?

I decided it was time to be frank, “Listen here, Mr. Min Yoongi. I wanted to talk to you only because I felt it was necessary to know you better. You know, for the project?”

“Yes, I know.” He shut his book close and stared at me. His eyes looked cold. It felt like he was daring me to say something more. Something I was desperately wanting to throw at him.

The next moment I saw something else in those eyes. But I couldn’t figure it out then. I turned to go away when I heard him say under his breath, “Because no one in their right mind would want to know me.”

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What could he mean by that? It ought to sound like a threat. But I felt like it was a cry for help. The more I got to know him, the more mysterious he was getting.

At least I was relieved. Because by then, I had already figured out what to write to him next.

“There’s hope for you because you read with your mind and not just the eyes.”

I wrote that thinking he was clever enough to see the sarcasm in it while our professor would have no clue, being unaware of the whole situation. I sent the message and went on about my day.

I got his email at midnight. I immediately opened it.

“You’re a natural optimistic, always seeing the beauty in the ugliest of places.”

I pondered over his words. If he really meant whatever he wrote, that would mean he had took enough time to put some serious thoughts about me.

“That’s for the project only, you silly!” I told myself.

As I went to bed, his face appeared in front of me. The way he looked at me when he said, “Yes, I know!” I felt like I knew the second expression on his face, “Was it, perhaps, sadness?”

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I texted him again the next morning, “Are you busy? If not, let’s meet again.” I had thought about his last message to me. It was rather a compliment. I was truly an optimist. My father once told me it was a strength to hold onto. So, I decided I would not let that go so easily just because some guy was trying to act tough.

I got a reply, “Actually yes, I’m kinda busy. Currently working on my new music.” After a second, another message popped up, “Sorry about it. Maybe we can meet at evening?”

It didn’t sound too bad this time. He was actually trying to be polite, whatever the reason might be. I didn’t write him back. Instead I went straight to the practice room.

It was a huge hall with different instruments here and there. I found him sitting at the very corner with a piano. So, he played piano? I always wanted to take piano lessons. For some reasons, I was never able to.

There was no one in the room. I moved closer to hear him play better. He was scribbling in his notes something I couldn’t see. I patiently waited without bothering him. Then, he started to play.

The music slowly started to build by the time. The sweet music turning into something, I dare say, emotional. I felt my heart getting heavy. My feet felt numb. I stayed motionless as I took in every stroke of the key within myself.

How could a person seemingly so cold, make music so touching?

Yoongi finished the whole piece and looked back at me, directly into my eyes, as if he knew I was standing there. A drop of tear fell from my eye. I suddenly realized my cheeks were wet.

“What did you name it?” I asked about the beautiful music he had created.

“First Love.”

We were sitting across the table in the café. I had a latte while he ordered an Americano. “Did you really make that?” I asked.

“Yeah.”

“It was so beautiful. I have never heard anyone playing a piano before. You sounded like a piano prodigy or something.”

“You’re saying that since you never heard anyone playing a piano before.”

A moment of silence, then I broke into a laugh. I was getting used to his kind of humor by then. Yoongi’s smile slowly built on his lip. His cheeks turned red as he said “thank you” in a low voice.

“What?” I said loudly, “I couldn’t hear you. Did you just come up with another savage reply of yours since the last one didn’t bother me?”

This time his smile widened to reach up to his eyes. That was a sight I never saw before. He looked so innocent with that gummy smile of his. I suddenly felt something inside my stomach twisting.

He felt like a boy I could love.

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Was it even possible? Could people really fall in love with someone so easily? Or maybe I was mistaking infatuation for love. Even if I wasn’t in love with him already, I was pretty sure I would be soon if I continued to get closer to him.

One thing was clear. Whatever the feeling might be, it was too strong to ignore. Never in my life had I felt something so deep.

“You are so full of love that you should cherish your ability of making such lively music.”

I didn’t hesitate to send him the message. This time, I waited eagerly for his reply. His words were reassuring. They made me feel alive. They made me realize, I had something in me. But again, that was exactly what the project was all about.

I waited and waited. At some point I fell asleep on my reading table. I woke up at about 10 p.m. I quickly checked my email. The message I was waiting for had already arrived.

“You’re a light in the darkest room, a bright star in the night sky. You’re someone’s hope in the time of complete despair.”

I knew I would keep thinking about it all night.

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10:43 p.m. I texted him, “Can’t sleep.”

“Me too.” A quick reply.

“Wanna meet?”

“Sure.”

11:04 p.m. We were sitting on the park bench. The night was surprisingly cold. I was grateful for the beer Yoongi brought with him. But I was getting high by the time.

“I don’t know what to talk about.”

“Don’t worry. I like silent company more.”

11:18 p.m. I could feel the alcohol was making me a little drowsy. But I didn’t want to go back just then. “What are you good at? Other than music?” I said trying to avoid the sleepiness.

“I used to play basketball in high school.”

11:35 p.m. I decided it was time to talk about some real shit, “I want to get a tattoo so bad.”

“Get it then.”

“My mother will kill me.”

Yoongi shrugged his shoulder. Then he unbuttoned his sleeve to show me his bare wrist. I spotted a faint white line there, “What is that?” As soon as I asked that, I knew I messed up.

“Shit.” I swore, “Sorry.”

“If you ever decide to get the tattoo, take me with you. I’ll get one here.” He raised his wrist again.

“Fine! Let’s get going then.”

11:49 p.m. Yoongi drove us to the tattoo parlor I always passed by and fantasized about getting in.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” I almost screamed in excitement. Yoongi smiled at me and my inside melted.

They were not allowing us to go inside since it was almost closing time. I practically begged them to let us in. After a minute or two, Yoongi stepped forward and said something to the guy I couldn’t hear properly.

Finally they let us in.

12:14 a.m. We were driving back from the parlor. “Don’t you want to see my tattoo?” I asked.

“You probably got it somewhere no one could see.”

I smirked, “I’ll show YOU though.” I lifted my shirt to show my waist where I got a little bow.

“What did you get?” I asked Yoongi, “Can I see it?”

He showed me his wrist. There was a small line drawn along which were the piano keys. It was so simple yet I knew how important it was to him.

He said, “Piano is my savior.”

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I woke up late with a headache. I quickly lifted my shirt to check my tattoo. It was there, fresh as new. I smiled to myself, “So it wasn’t a dream after all.”

I took a pain reliever and made myself some mango juice. I checked my email and found Yoongi’s message. Just the thought of reading it made my whole body squirmy.

“You’re a rebel at heart.”

It was such a compliment to me. All my life, I’d only had dreams. But I felt like a coward every time I stepped away from fulfilling them. I decided, as soon as my semester would be over, I’d start getting piano lessons as well.

“Maybe Yoongi can teach me.” I thought and smiled.

It was my turn to return the compliment.

“The courage you have to show the vulnerable side of yours, makes you stronger.”

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I texted Yoongi that I had three classes, so I would meet him at evening. I already missed more than half of the first class since I woke up late. During the other classes I kept checking my phone often to see if he had replied. There was none.

Once my last class was done, I called him. It sent me straight to voicemail, “Hey Yoongi, it’s me. Just called to know when you’re free so that we could hangout… Yeah! So, call me back when you can, okay?”

I was waiting anxiously all evening. But there was not a single text or call from Yoongi. I kept wondering what could be the reason.

“He’s probably busy, that’s all.” I tried to reassure myself. But there was a part of me which felt like something was not right.

Maybe my last message mentioning about his vulnerable side was too much. Maybe he never meant for me to see that, but he was drunk enough to let that slip.

It was already midnight. Yoongi hadn’t contact me for a whole damn day. I was really stressed at that point. I felt like I had messed up. I wanted to cry.

“Why do you have to be so clingy, you pathetic bitch?” I shouted out at myself. That didn’t help. Since there was nothing I could do, I finally fell asleep wishing that as soon as I woke up, everything would be okay.

I checked my phone the next day. There was still no reply. So, I felt like it was time I wrote my final Words-of-Affirmation to him.

“You are someone’s favorite person in the entire world.”

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Yoongi texted me that evening, “Meet me at the park.”

I saw Yoongi waiting for me beside the park bench we were sitting on two nights ago. I went to him and he looked up, his expression unreadable.

“Why didn’t you call me yesterday?” was the first thing that came out of me.

“It doesn’t matter.” He said, “Our project ends today.”

“Project?” I was too confused. What did he mean by that? Were we just hanging out because of that stupid project? I felt too numb to react to that.

Yoongi took some time before he said slowly, “It doesn’t feel right.”

“What?” I asked.

“We shouldn’t be hanging out.”

“And why is that?” I was getting a little angry at him.

“Everything’s happening too fast. I don’t think I’m ready to handle them.” He sounded as if he were scared.

“Yoongi, it’s okay! We all feel overwhelmed at times. It’ll pass. Just take it easy and see what comes next.”

“No!” he said, “Please, don’t try to get too close. We’ll both end up being hurt.”

“I’m sure that won’t happen.” I stepped forward. But Yoongi took a step back.

“But you don’t know me.”

“I want to know you.” I said, “At least give me a chance.”

Yoongi gave out a mocking laugh, “How can you do that when I don’t even know myself?”

That was it. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything else. I stood there in silence. Tears threatening me every moment to burst out.

“There is a lot I still need to figure out.” Yoongi said finally, “I need to find myself first in order to let people get close to me. I don’t want to lose any loved ones anymore.”

He came closer and took my hands. He gave me a folded paper and said, “It’s my last message to you. Forgive me for everything, will you?”

Then he walked away. Tears kept falling from my eyes as I didn’t stop them anymore. Crying was the only way I knew to deal with grief.

I opened the paper when I got home.

“You have so much potential in you that once you realize your destiny, no one can stop you from achieving it.”

Whatever the destiny was, I didn’t know it. All I knew was that what Yoongi needed was time. And I could surely gave him that. But I was not going to give up on him.

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