A/N: This fic is based on the book of the same name by Kazuo Ishiguro.
You stood at the river’s edge and stared out across the black water. Your eyes caught in a daze wondering what your life was like if you had just been born like everyone else. What your life would be like if you had come from a womb instead of test tube. You had always dreamed of crossing the other side, to see what life was like outside of the city you were placed in. But as you thumbed the folded piece of paper in your pocket you knew that you would never get the chance.
You slipped the paper from the confines of your pocket and re-read it for the 55th time. Your first donation was scheduled a week from tomorrow. You had to report to the hospital in 5 days for preparations and blood work to make sure that your perfectly created body was still perfect.
Jungkook’s smile flashed before your eyes and a lump caught in your throat making it hard to hold back the sobs that were trying to escape your lips. He was waiting for you back at the hospital. It was after all the eve of his second donation. Even though you had been through this process almost a hundred times before, it still made your whole body shake with nerves.
And now it was your turn.
You looked at the paper in your hand and over to the black water lapping at your feet. You adjusted your feet against the chain link fence, the only barrier between you and the unknown, and leaned forward. You watched as the paper floated on the surface of the water but it wouldn’t sink. You gripped one hand on the railing and the other reached forward.
The silver bracelet on your wrist suddenly came alive as your hand hit the floating paper. The cold water stung your fingertips as the alarm from you our wrist went off. You pulled back and planted your feet back on the earth beneath you. The bracelet continued to sound an alarm through the silent night, a red light blinking where the metal had been sealed into one.
It wasn’t long before the sound of tires pulled up behind you. You didn’t turn around as their footsteps approached, you being the target. It wasn’t until one of them cleared their throat that you gave them the satisfaction of turning around. “It’s time to go, Y/N. Jungkook is going to be worried about you” the man told you.
You cocked your head to the side and scoffed, “So the rumors are true, watchers do exist”
An intelligent boy who was a bit wiser than his age and sees the world in many perspectives. With his poetic words, he conveyed his messages through music and rap. This is him now:
His name is Kim Seokjin.
A boy who dreamed of expressing his emotions on screen–someone who finds passion in acting. It was an encounter by fate, he wasn’t expecting for it–he’s not searching for music, but music found him. This is him now:
His name is Min Yoongi.
He’s a boy who suffered from his inner demons, causing him to leave his love for music, but as he was walking this uneven road, he found his way back. Along the path, he realised that there were seven of them and he wasn’t alone. This is him now:
His name is Jung Hoseok.
A boy who was made for dancing, a boy who wanted to express his emotions with his body. His light had never flickered once for he believed that his voice is gonna reach his hopes and dreams. This is him now:
His name is Park Jimin.
A boy who passionately moves his body with the music. He fought his insecurities with his movements and his voice, and so he became more ambitious and gained confidence. This is him now:
His name is Kim Taehyung.
An innocent boy who was satisfied with the love he receives from his family and friends. He has simple dreams, but then he realised that he wanted more–to be on stage and show everyone what he can do. This is him now:
His name is Jeon Jungkook.
A quiet boy who feared of opening up to people and showing his real emotions. An introvert who surprisingly has a burning passion for music. With the help of his six brothers, he let his new found voice be heard. This is him now:
Their name is Bangtan.
Brought together by fate, they established their friendship and brotherhood. They experienced struggles and criticisms, laughs and bliss, depression and disappointment, sadness and frustration. Many people didn’t believe in them, and so they fulfilled the hopes of the few people who had faith in them.
And this is them now:
“We hope that our stage,our performances, and our music could be the hopes and dreams of many people in the world.” -Kim Namjoon, 2016
“Wear that outfit I like tonight. You know the one.” “I never want to see you talking to them again.” “I can’t stop thinking about you.” “I’ve tried to move on, to think about someone else, but you’re always on my mind.” “I’m obsessed with you.” “You looked so precious in your sleep last night.” “Don’t look at me like that; like you’re afraid of me.” “Where were you? You’re thirty minutes late!” “Tell me where you’re going and how long you’ll be gone.” “You’re not leaving the house dressed like that.” “It doesn’t matter where you go. I’ll follow you.” “I can be everything you need if you’ll just give me a chance.” “They’re no good for you.” “I don’t like them. Stay away from them.” “You’ll realize soon enough that no one appreciates you like I do.” “I just want you to love me like I love you.” “Look me in the eyes when I talk to you.” “I see the way you look at them.” “I want you to say you love me. Say it and mean it.” “If you leave me, I don’t know what I’ll do.” “I’m done hiding in the shadows.” “We’re going to be together forever. Just you and me.” “Leave them. Leave them and be with me instead.” “Every time I see you talking to them, it makes my blood boil.” “Are you just trying to make me angry?!” “If you’re on your best behavior, I’ll treat you well.” “Did you find the gifts I’ve been leaving you?” “I was in your room last night. You looked so peaceful.” “I’m sorry I stole your shirt. It still smells like you.” “No one will ever love you as much as I love you.” “If I can’t have you, no one can have you.” “No! Shh, shh, don’t yell!” “I don’t care what your friends have planned, you’re not leaving the house tonight.”
Comment: Just like with the first part of Greed, it came out so much longer than I expected it to! Still, I hope you guys are able to get through it an enjoy it <3
Seven men helped shape you into who you are. Some lovers, some friends, some
enemies, all of them left a long lasting mark on your life, for better or for
were too lost in thought to notice that Jimin had begun to move closer to you,
shifting in his seat to close the distance, close enough that you could feel
his breath on your cheek. You turned your head to find his face inches from
yours, causing you to flinch back against the door.
eyes bore down into yours with determination, his face serious and alluring.
You felt something begin to form in your body, a twitch of a hot feeling waking
up inside you. Your heart began to race against your chest, your hands
beginning to shake on your lap. He moved his eyes from your eyes to your mouth,
letting his intentions out in the open. He moved his hand to your knee, his
fingertips barely brushing against your skin as he moved his way upwards. He
took it slow, giving you the opportunity to reject him if you wanted to.
smirked as he reached the hem of your dress, cocking his head to the side as
his fingers continued to slide past it. Your mind went blank, focusing on the
feeling of his hand on your thigh and the way we was looking at you.
breath hitched in your throat as he leaned in, moving his lips to your ear.
“I know what I can give
you,” he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. Your hand shot down over
his, but instead of removing it like your mind told you to you squeezed it. You
felt his teeth capture your ear lobe, tugging at it lightly before peppering
small kisses down your jaw. You closed your eyes as you felt his lips against
your skin, staying still as he continued his kissed down to your chin. You knew
you could stop him there, push him off and curse him out for making a move on
you, but you didn’t. Instead you felt yourself lean into him.
When he reached your
chin he slid his way back up your jaw, his tongue trailing against your skin.
“Let me make you feel
good,” he whispered, his voice deep and husky. You exhaled sharply, his words
and tone making the heat between your thighs grow. You didn’t move away or try
to reply, unsure of what your voice might sound like. You wanted him to
continue, wanted to tell him yes, but you knew what you were doing was wrong.
You kept quiet as he tangled his hand in your hair, pulling your head to the
side harshly to allow him access to your neck.
His lips moved down to
your throat, his kisses sending electricity down your body. He began to tug at
the skin under your jaw softly with his teeth, alternating between biting and
sucking. His tongue trailed patterns down your neck, your body weakening
underneath his mouth. You moaned as he reached the area between your shoulder
and neck, your body flinching away from him as he reached your weak spot. His
hands kept you in place, his mouth staying still as it hovered over you. You
could almost hear him smile, his lips brushing softly against the area again as
you tried to squirm from his touch, your hands moving to his chest to push him
away. He obliged, pulling back to look at you.
“I know it takes up a
lot of time, but I need you stay,” he pleaded, your eyes on his lips as he
spoke. You looked up at him with a look of apology, knowing that despite what
was transpiring between you two you would never be able to stay. He could see
your answer painted on your face, his features going from pleading to
intimidating. You could see his eyes darken as he changed tactics; realizing
asking nicely wasn’t going to get him what he wanted.
Your eyes darted from
his eyes to his mouth as he moved his face down to brush his lips teasingly
against your own. Your lips parted in anticipation, expecting him to kiss you.
You could only barely feel them brush against you, his lips like feathers on
“Don’t you like working
for me baby?” He whispered. He repeated his motion, darting his tongue out to
swipe against the bottom of your lip. Your tongue reached out to his,
attempting to feel him but coming out too late. He chuckled, his thumb rubbing
soft circles into your jaw.
Your head was swimming,
lost in the feeling of his skin against yours as his lips continued to brush
against yours. He kissed the corner of your mouth, moving closer to you to mold
his body against your side. You could feel his toned chest against your shoulder,
his body much closer to you that it had ever been. His hot breath was on your
neck, letting you feel the unevenness of his breathing. He rolled his hips
against your side, letting his head fall back with a moan as his hardness
rubbed against you through your clothing. You gasped at the feeling of him,
aroused by his body and by the sounds escaping his throat. You could see a
thick vein pulsing up his neck as he threw his head back, your mind going wild
as a million different thoughts crossed your mind. Fuck, did he look hot.
His eyes came back to meet
yours, his lids hooded and his pupils blown wide. You stared at him in
amazement as he stared at you with a desire you had never witnessed from anyone
“Answer me,” he
demanded, dragging out his words slowly, as if to bid you caution.
Wait, what had he asked
you? Your mind was blank as you began to search desperately through your head
in hopes of remembering. Just as your answer was going to roll of your tongue
he rolled his hips against you, your mind returning to its previous state.
His hand went to the
back of your neck, tightening his grip against you as he began to lose his
patience. In one sudden movement he was on top of you, one of his thighs
sinking into the seat in between your own, his arms moving to either side of
your head. You shrunk down in the seat under him, the feeling of danger making
its way back into the air. Despite how intimidated he made you feel it only
made you more excited and you couldn’t ignore the way your panties had started
to stick to you, wet with your arousal. You looked away to avoid his eyes, his
patience finally snapping as he grabbed onto your jaw harshly and forced you to
look up at him.
“How many times do I
have to ask?” he hissed through his teeth. His question resurfaced in your
brain and you answered without hesitating, the answer leaving your body so
quickly it felt like a god given truth. You were tempted to not answer, wondering
what he would do if you stayed silent, but you could tell it wasn’t the time to
try to play with him.
“I love working for you,”
you let out in a whine. He hummed approvingly, the corner of his lips twitching
up. You thought that maybe with your answer he would reward you with a kiss,
that he would do something more than tease you. You squirmed slightly
underneath him, the movement causing your core to rub against his thigh. You
tensed as a feeling of pleasure ran through your body, making you weaken
underneath him. Instead of pulling himself away from you he moved his thigh
higher up in between yours, pressing it against your heat. Your hips buckled in
response, rubbing yourself against the fabric of his slacks and moaning when
you felt the hard muscle of his thigh as it twitched in between yours. He
smirked, watching you as you rubbed against him.
“Then why would you go
running off to Hoseok, hmm? Would you prefer working for him over me?” he asked
suggestively, moving one of his hands down to your hips to encourage your
movements. You moaned, feeling your juices soak through your panties and onto
him. You shook your head quickly, unable to remember the reason you wanted to
leave in the first place.
“No, I only want to
work for you,” you moaned, arching your back as you rode his thigh.
“Good girl,” he cooed,
running his hands down your body until they reached the end of your dress. He
pulled it up past your hips, revealing the lacey black panties you wore
underneath. He pulled his thigh away from you, a whine escaping your lips that
was quickly replaced by a moan as he slide a finger in between your lips
through the fabric, feeling the wetness that you had rubbed into them.
“I want you to prove it
to me,” he purred, pulling his hand away from you and getting off of you all
together. The warmth of his body left yours, the cold of the car enveloping
your skin. He sat back into the seat, relaxing his back against it. He rubbed
himself through his slacks, your mouth almost watering in response as he let
his head fall against the seat of the car, a shaky breath leaving him.
“Prove to me how sorry
you are,” he whispered, looking over at your expectantly.
It was your turn now. He had done most of the
work up until this point, allowing you to be passive and feel as if you weren’t
responsible for the situation. Now you had to initiate, but by doing so you
knew you were digging your own grave. Your eyes darted down to the bulge in his
pants, twitching underneath the fabric as you looked at him.
You crawled closer to
him, your hands shaky as they reached out to touch his thigh. You squeezed his
leg, a sigh leaving your body as you did something you had only ever fantasized
about. You ran your hand upwards, skimming his bulge and moving straight to his
belt. You kept your eyes on the task at hand, undoing his belt and then his
pants. You hooked your fingers under his briefs, grabbing hold of them and his
slacks to pull them down together. He lifted up off the seat, letting you pull
them down to his knees. His cock sprung out and bobbed in the air eagerly, thicker
than you had imagined. A bead of precum tailed down his shaft, begging for you.
You stared at his body in shock, both at how hot he looked and at the fact you
were even doing this.
You grasped him in your
hand, placing it at his shaft and pumping him slowly. He hummed in approval,
placing his hand on your hair and petting your head approvingly. You licked up
his cock, feeling the warmth of his skin against your tongue until you reached
the saltiness of his head. He moaned, his cock twitching against your tongue.
“I’ve always wanted to
feel your moth around my cock,” he whispered, tightening his grip on your hair
and encouraging you to take it further. You licked his head before placing your
lips around him, swirling your tongue before slowly inching yourself down. You
took it slow, taking care in not scraping your teeth against him. You slid back
up, taking more into your mouth each time you went back down.
“Look at me while you
suck me off,” he commanded, your heart beating dangerously fast against your
chest. You looked up, your eyes met with his beautiful face. His blonde hair
had become disheveled from running his hands through it, and his lips were
parted, glossy from his spit. You felt naked as your stared into his eyes, the
contact making every movement more intimate. You could see him as he studied
you, his eyes focused on his member as it disappeared in and out of you. You
hollowed your checks, ignoring the embarrassment that came with the lude sounds
of air that escaped between your mouth and his cock. You let one hand rest
against his thigh, caressing him softly while the other went to cup his balls.
movements stopped when you heard a quaking sound.
crashed back onto you, the familiar ringtone sending a bolt of anxiety down the
pit of your stomach. If it had been any other sound you might have ignored it,
but you couldn’t.
was Jin’s ringtone.
How could you forget about him? How could you do this to him?
began to pull your mouth off of him, attempting to step back and remove
yourself from the situation and stop yourself before it went any further. Jimin
held onto you tightly, pushing you down onto his dick until it hit the back of
your throat. You let out a complaint, your voice sending vibrations up his
clicked his tongue, shaking his head at your attempt to get away.
do you think you’re going?” he hissed, raising an eyebrow, looking down at you
darkly. You made another muffled protest despite knowing full well you couldn’t
answer him while he was stuffed down your throat.
still haven’t showed me how sorry you are baby,” he reminded you, holding onto
your hair tightly as he forced you to return to your movements. You had forgotten
about Jin up until this point, but somehow with him in mind you grew more
excited. It felt wrong on so many levels, but the situation you were in now
felt even sexier as you realized how absolutely terrible it was. Jimin slapped
your check lightly, reminding you to look up to him.
tried to ignore the sound of the ringtone, focusing on your mouth around his
shaft with a new determination, wanting to get him off as quickly as possible.
He groaned appreciatively, rubbing your shoulder as you sucked him off. When
the ringtone started up for the third time Jimin let out an annoyed grunt,
finding your phone in your bag and bringing it to his face. He chuckled when he
read the name on the screen.
must really be missing you, and I guess I can see why. I wonder how he would
feel if he knew you were here sucking me off instead of him,” he whispered menacingly,
the clicking sound of your phone going off as he unlocked it. Panic rose in
your stomach, but just as before he held you down.
you want him to know what’s going on, keep sucking baby,” he whispered in
amusement, his finger swiping against the screen as it answered the incoming
no, no, what the hell is he doing?!
looked up at him with wide eyes, taking him as deep in your throat as you
could. Despite how messed up it all felt, it only made you more aroused. You
moved your hand down to your slit, spreading your juices to rub at your clit.
He looked down in amazement, watching as you touched yourself. His hips bucked
upwards, thrusting himself into your mouth harshly.
Jin,” he answered in between a thrust. You almost groaned, wondering how
obvious the whole situation sounded.
yes sorry, it’s Jimin. She left her phone in the office but she should be home
soon. Sorry for keeping her so late,” he replied into the phone, his breathing
heavy but otherwise not giving away any indication of what was happening on his
a nice night,” he whispered before hanging up with a satisfied laugh.
like sucking me off while your boyfriend listens?” he questioned, moaning as
like that baby, I’m gonna cum,” he grunted, his dick hardening even further in
your mouth as his cum began to pump into your throat. You swallowed all of it
greedily until he was cringing away in pain with a laugh.
sat back up, fixing your dress and grabbing your phone from him. Your thoughts
were racing, unable to stay fixed on one point. How long have you wanted Jimin?
When did you become someone capable of cheating? At what point did it begin to
pulled his pants back up and tucked his shirt back in with a satisfied smile.
You looked out the tinted windows, surprised to see you were already outside
your apartment building.
pulled you back from the window to face him, not noticing until his lips were
pressed against yours that you hadn’t kissed all night. His lips were soft and
plump against yours, moving against yours with a softness’s you hadn’t expected.
He caressed your cheek softly with his thumb, smiling against your mouth before
breaking away. You stared at him dizzily, unsure of what to make of everything
that happened before you.
see you at work tomorrow, right?” He asked, a normal question that meant more
than what was on the surface. It also meant You
aren’t quitting, right?
You stared at
him, looking at his beautiful face and the way his eyes begged for you. Your
face fell, looking at the picture of Jin you had as your lock screen. You
sighed, shaking your head.
“Jimin, we shouldn’t
have done that. I need to go. I can’t stay,” you blurted out, your eyes
beginning to water in regret. Your breath was coming in pants, the arousal that
clouded your head beginning to clear. How fucking stupid were you? How in the
world could you let it get this far? His jaw locking in place as anger began to
appear on his features again.
You enjoyed what
happened with Jimin, but it was twisted. If Jin ever found out it would crush
him. And what kind of person did this make you? The kind that gives her boss
head while he makes excuses for her on the phone? The kind that forgets about
her boyfriend the moment someone else gives her attention?
need you to stay with me,” he commanded. He moved his hands down to your waist,
rubbing at your skin in an attempt to make you give in. He brought his lips
down to your neck, sucking harshly underneath your jaw. His teeth pinched at
your skin, marking you as a reminder of what you had done. Your body gave in
for a moment as it pressed against his, melting as you felt the warmth of his
mouth against you. His tongue began to swirl in patterns over your skin,
alternating between sucking and licking. You pulled yourself off of him
quickly, holding on to your sanity before he took it away. You grabbed a hold
of your purse with one hand while the other began to push him off.
please get off. I need to go home,” you pleaded, scooting out from under him in
a rush as he released you in defeat. You wanted to say more, to talk about what
had just happened, but you knew if you stayed in the car you would end up doing
everything but talking.
You stepped out of the car, pulling your dress
down when you realized it was still high up on your hips. Your eyes shot around
nervously, knowing that anyone watching would clearly be able to understand the
situation. Thankfully there didn’t seem to be anyone around. You closed the
door behind you without looking back, walking up the sidewalk to the apartment
see you in the office tomorrow!” Jimin called out the window, but you just kept
you reached your apartment you went straight to your room to change, picking
out a large oversized shirt and a pair of shorts, throwing the dress into the
depths of your closet. You didn’t want to look at your phone and face him yet,
wondering how you were going to get through tomorrow. How were you going to
enjoy your time with him and act normal when you knew you had betrayed him?
sat on the couch and stared at the blank screen of the TV, the same words
running through your head on repeat.
Cheater. Cheater. Cheater.
It was so easy,
so simple to do. You had been cheated on before and never understood it. You
had always wondered, if they wanted to be with someone else why didn’t they
just break up? How could someone say “it just happened”? You leaned your elbows
against you knees and buried your head in your hands as a loud knock met your
Did Jimin come to find you? You considered not
getting up and pretending no one was home, but when the knocking continued for
a couple of minutes you knew you had to confront him. You opened the door
without checking the peephole, opening in with a frustrated sigh expecting to
find Jimin on the other side. Maybe now that you weren’t overcome with lust you
could reject him properly and get your life back in order. Maybe this whole
night can be forgotten and you can find a way to be redeemed.
stared wide eyed into the eyes of your boyfriend, his presence towering over
you ominously. He walked past you and into your apartment, his clumsy walk
revealing his current state. He was drunk.
closed the door behind him, unsure as to what he was doing. You had already
made plans to see him the morning after, so what was he doing at your apartment
“Jin, how did you get
over here? Why would you go out this drunk?” You asked him, your voice colored
in concern. Not just concern over him, but concern over yourself. You hadn’t
taken any time to look at yourself in the mirror. Did you look at distraught as
you felt? Would he be able to tell?
kept thinking about you and I wanted to see you,” he slurred out, walking over
to sit on the couch. Your heart softened as his words, some of the tension
leaving your body that was quickly replaced with guilt. He thought about you
while you hadn’t thought much of him.
me a second babe, I’ll go get you some water,” you told him, walking over to
the kitchen. You grabbed a cold water from the fridge and some juice for
yourself before heading over to sit across from him. His eyes were closed, his
head against the back of the coach. You stayed quiet for a moment, wondering if
he had fallen asleep. Seeing him drunk wasn’t an unusual sight. In the past
month he had probably called you drunk more often than he did sober.
Thankfully, he seemed to be calmer this time.
it was good that he was drunk because if he wasn’t he might be able to read the
thoughts that flew through your head as they revealed themselves on your face.
He was already good at reading you, at understanding what you were thinking
without you having to say anything. Hopefully he was drunk enough that he
wouldn’t notice a thing.
smirked suddenly, opening his eyes to look over at you.
tried to go about my night,” he began, placing his elbows on his knees, his
hands now supporting his chin as he leaned in closer. “But for some fucking
reason, you wouldn’t leave my mind.”
stared at him quietly, your lungs freezing up as they processed his tone.
you know what I realized? If you actually made me happy, maybe my nights
wouldn’t be like this,” he said, shaking his head.
I was with a girl I really loved, she would be able to pull me out of this.”
didn’t move. He hadn’t moved an inch, but his words felt like a slap to the
face. The anxiety in your stomach felt heavy, swirling around in your stomach
like butterflies. You opened your mouth to say something, but words wouldn’t
putting his drinking habits on me? You thought, trying to wrap your head around
what he meant.
don’t even try to help. You just turn the other way and pretend it’s not
happening,” he continued after you failed to respond. You closed your eyes,
letting the guilt that you always pushed away envelope you as it mixed with the
guilt of what you had done that night.
you even care about me? About us?” He asked, raising his voice. His words no
longer slurred, but sharp and serious. Your eyes shot around the room at his
words, projecting them onto a situation he wasn’t even aware of.
course I care about you, Jin. But what am I supposed to do? I can’t control what
you do when you get home,” you replied, opening your eyes to meet his. You
tried hard to keep eye contact despite the jittery feeling that filled you that
wanted you to dart your eyes everywhere besides him.
shook his head, chuckling to himself.
he said, his anger creeping into his voice. “You’re fucking useless. You can’t
help me and you can’t help yourself. No wonder Namjoon—” You rose from your
seat, quick to cut off his words.
better stop right there!” You shouted, shocked that he would bring him up.
rose as well, taking two steps forward to close the space in between you two.
You stared at his beautiful face and messy hair, wondering how he managed to
look so good even when he said such hurtful things.
leaned his head closer to you as if to kiss you, his lips coming dangerously
close to yours. Like your heart, you stayed still.
understand why he went looking for more,” he whispered, his eyes roaming over
your face and body. You’re eyes began to water, but not because of his mention
of Namjoon or the harshness of his tone, but because you did to Jin what
Namjoon did to you. A tear fell down your cheek as you realized that he was
right. In this relationship, you were useless. He stood up straighter as he
observed you, taking a step back and crossing his arms across his chest.
were you tonight?” he asked suddenly. Your eyes widened at his question, unable
to hide your emotions. You wiped your tears away as your eyes darted to the
doorway, unable to resist the urge to look away from him.
had to stay late at work, remember?” you replied defensively as you shifted you
weight from one foot to the other. His face was hard, his eyes staring down
into yours with accusations.
did you get home?” he continued, standing his ground.
you trying to change the subject? Why are you interrogating me?” you deflected,
aware of how you sounded. Normally he didn’t ask these kinds of questions, but
normally you wouldn’t respond this way either. You could hear yourself get
defensive, your arms crossing themselves across your chest to mimic his stance.
answer me,” he grimaced, looking down at you.
minutes ago,” you answered honestly, trying to weave as much truth as you could
into the lie that would end up being tonight. For a moment you had considered
telling him, and maybe one day you would, but tonight was not the time.
had to work that late into the night? What were you doing?” he questioned,
cocking his head. You stared at him for a moment, watching as something swam
behind his eyes. Your heart contacted in pain, wondering if he had somehow
figured it out but you knew it was impossible. It was probably just jealousy.
told you, I was working,” you sighed, walking over to plop down on the couch.
You relaxed against it, grabbing the remote to the TV. You patted the seat next
to you, hoping he would join you. He didn’t move an inch.
him?” he asked. You rolled my eyes, turning the TV on to a random movie. You
wanted to be nicer, wanted to not be such a bitch, but for some reason you couldn’t
I was working with Jimin. If you forget, he’s kind of my boss,” you scoffed,
keeping your attention on the TV. After a couple of awkward seconds Jin came to
sit next to you, starting at you until you turned to look at him. You raised an
eyebrow, smelling the alcohol that wafted from his breath.
smell nice. Why’d you put on so much perfume? I thought you didn’t like it?” He
asked with a lazy grin, sniffing the air around you. You cringed away from him,
patting yourself off as if you could get rid of it.
I didn’t realize I put on so much. I was just trying it out,” you mumbled,
scooting away. He was observant even when he was drunk.
you always wear so much make up when you go to work? Your lip stick looks a
little smeared,” he commented, an accusation in his voice. You chuckled, trying
to shake off the feeling that had made its way into the air.
your head,” he commanded his face serious. You kept your head in the same
position, freezing when you realized you had totally forgotten about the
hickey. Jin was much taller than you and wasn’t at an angle to see it clearly,
but if you lifted your head he sure would.
you asked, playing stupid. You didn’t know how to get out of this, had no idea
what you could say that would stop him from seeing.
heard me. Lift your head,” he repeated. You stayed still, staring up at him
pleadingly. Should you start apologizing already? Spill it out, ask him to
forgive you? Did you want forgiveness?
Jin grabbed your chin,
lifting your face up to make your neck visible to him.
what the hell are you doing?” you screeched, covering your neck with your hands
a second too late. He pushed your face away harshly in disgust, lifting off the
couch to tower over you. The suspicion in his eyes was now confirmed, now a
fucking new it! How fucking long has this been going on for, huh? Is this what
takes up all of your time, fucking your boss?” he roared, griping the roots of
his hair as if to rip them out. He squeezed his eyes shut, unable to look at
your face. He began to walk away towards the door, stopping to look at the pink
picture frame that held a picture of both of you one of your first dates. He
picked it up, staring at its contents for a moment before shattering it on the
floor. You went after him, grabbing onto the sleeve of his sweater.
Jin, please! Nothing ever happened besides tonight, it was the first and only
time. I’m so sorry, I don’t know why I did it!” you confessed, trying to move
in front of him to get him to look you in the eye. He grabbed onto your wrist
and pulled your hand off of him, shoving past you.
that makes it any better!” he hissed, a single sob leaving his body as tears
began rolling down his face. He looked at you in disgust, the pain so clear on
his face it tore at your heart. You reached for him, wanting to ease to pain
that you had caused. He took a step back, shaking his head.
“I can’t believe you would do this to
me. I never want to see you again,” he cried, his voice clear. You could hear
it in his voice, you could see it on his face; he meant what he was saying.
Your vision became blurry as the tears began to steak down your face, hot and
unforgiving. You knew that what you had done was wrong, you knew that it would
hurt him, but you never realized it would really be the end of your
relationship. You thought you could get away with it, whether or not you
continued to mess around with Jimin. You didn’t think this would be the last
time you would see him. You weren’t ready, but it didn’t matter.
sorry Jin, please let us talk about it,” You sobbed as he stormed out the door,
following him out into the hall. You could feel the sobs that shook through
your body, hear the cries that left you in the form of his name, begging him to
come back. Your hands reached out to him but were met with nothing, nothing but
the emptiness that you had caused.
He never turned around, and eventually you
made your way back home. Your tears had yet to stop, and the feelings were all
becoming too much. The love you had, the memories you made, all forgotten in a
single moment of lust. You did this, to him and to yourself.
After calling Jin’s phone for the hundredth
time you abandoned the phone on your bed, leaving your apartment before you
could change your mind.
This says a lot about
you, doesn’t? You would think that after the events of tonight you would know
better, or that maybe you would be outside Jin’s house begging for forgiveness,
or crying in a sad heap in your bedroom. But that wasn’t what you were doing,
and it wasn’t his door you were knocking on.
“Y/n?” he answered as
he opened the door, letting the light and warmth from the inside of the house
greet you. You almost turned on your heel when you saw him, considering turning
back from where you came. His blonde hair was dripping water down to the tiles
below, a soft red robe tied around his body. You could see parts of his chest
that peaked out of the low v of the robe, his skin soft above his muscles. You
took your eyes off of his form to meet his cocky expression causing the anger
to come up again. You pushed past him, making your way into his living room.
“Come back so soon?” He
chuckled, closing the door softly behind you. You turned to face him, a glare
set on your puffy eyes as your hands balled into fits. You could feel them
shaking at your sides but you didn’t try to hide how you felt. His flirtiness
quickly turned to concern as he looked at you, taking in your red rimmed eyes
and desperate expression.
“What’s wrong, what
happened?” he questioned, moving towards you to comfort you. You raised
your hand up quickly, trying to keep space in between you too. You didn’t want
him to comfort you, the very person that caused all of this. He caused it,
right? Not you? He came on to you, not the other way around!
“Jin found out, that’s what
happened,” you snapped, taking a step away from him. He kept his distance,
understanding the situation. He smiled sadly, running his hand through his hair
to get it out of his face. The water dripped from his locks down to his jaw,
cold against his skin. You looked away quickly before he could notice, trying
to keep your eyes on his.
“How’d he find out?” he
asked curiously, his voice soft and alluring. It wasn’t a good idea to come
here. Why did you every think it was a good idea? You weren’t able to resist
him earlier when you were sober, what made you think that you wouldn’t be drawn
to him when you were drunk? Your anger began to falter, all the words and blame
you had planned to throw at him out the window.
“He was suspicious and saw the
hickey on my neck,” you whispered, your chest heavy as your recalled the
memory. You could still see the look on his face, the moment his features
twisted in hurt and disgust. You tried to shoo the memories away as you felt
tears falling down your cheeks, laughing nervously as you wiped them away.
sorry Y/n, I should have been more careful,” he apologized, moving forward to
cup your face. You were close enough to feel his robe brush against you but not
his body, the warmth of his presence washing over you. You relaxed under his
touch, moving your hand up to rest above his.
didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want him to leave,” you confessed to him,
closing your eyes. Jimin kept rubbing small circles into your cheeks, letting
you enjoy his touch.
did you expect would happen, Y/n? That you would keep it from him forever?” he
asked, moving your face up to look at him. There was a tenderness swimming in
his eyes, your mind trying to piece together his feelings with your own. You
looked down at his lips, wet and parted. You could almost feel their softness
against yours, moving in rhythm with you. You hadn’t noticed how long you had
spent staring at them until he licked his bottom lip, biting it softly. You
felt a pang of longing in your body, taking a step away from him, the back of
your knees meeting the couch. You fell against it, staring up at him as he rubbed
himself through his robe.
I—I… that’s not what I came here for,” you stuttered. He took a step closer,
smiling at your response. You propped yourself up on your elbows, your eyes
trained on him. If you had the strength to look away you would have, but right
now you were lacking.
Then what did you come, baby?” he chuckled, leaning down to run his hand under
your shirt. His hand made small movements, moving from your waist to your hip
and then back again. You kept eye contact with him as you spoke, letting him
wanted to tell you about Jin,” you whispered, watching as his hand moved
higher, his fingertips barely touching the bottom of your breast. He nodded,
standing up and removing all contact between you two. You though for a moment
that it was over, that he was pulling away like you had asked. You watched him
walk down the hall, turning to face you when he reached the door to his
could have called me instead. If that’s really all you want, be sure to lock
the door behind you, I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow,” he said sternly,
nodding over at the door. Your stomach dropped in disappointment, realizing in
that moment that he was had been right. You had wanted him. You stood up
slowly, nodding your head in embarrassment.
if you came for more,” he continued, turning his back to you to face the
doorway to his room, pulling at the tie around his waist until it came loose,
“feel free to join me.”
You watched as his
disappeared through the door, the rope not doing you any favors as it continued
to hide his body from you. You listened as you heard him turn on the water, realizing
you had interrupted his shower. You looked around the room aimlessly, hoping an
answer would pop out at you.
walked slowly along the tile, keeping your steps as quiet as possible. You
could hear as he hummed to himself, a deep and beautiful song you couldn’t
recognize. Your hands began to shake as you reached the doorway, peering into
the familiar room. He left the door open, letting you see him before he could
see you. The doors to his shower were made of glass, the steam of the water fogging
them up and hiding his body from your sight. You could see his figure, his back
to you as he ran product through his hair. You could make out the muscles in
his arms, watching his movements as he dipped his head under the stream of
water. You took the opportunity to walk into the bathroom, pulling your shirt
over your head. His humming drowned out the sound of you undoing your pants,
taking everything off until you were in the same state as he was.
saying anything you slid the door open, stepping onto the warm tile and letting
the steam crawl over you. He kept his eyes closed as the water ran down his
face, smiling as he heard you slide the door close. You stared at the muscles
on his back, watching as they moved underneath his skin as the water relaxed
them. Your eyes moved down to his ass and thighs, staring at them
appreciatively as you closed the distance between your bodies, placing your
hand gently on his back. You felt as he sighed, turning around to face you.
moved forward until he had you pressed against the wall, his warm and wet body
molding into yours. He pressed his lips against yours urgently, running his
hands down your body to touch your naked flesh. You tangled your hands in his
hair, arching your back off of the wall to press your body as close to his as
you possibly could. You shivered as the cold air of the room hit you,
contrasting with the hot temperature of his body. He kissed down your neck,
making his way down your chest to catch your nipples between with teeth. You
gasped at the pain, his tongue swirling around your bud as he moved his hand
down to your slit, spreading your juices against yourself. You moaned, grabbing
onto his arm as he rubbed his fingers against you, moving his face up so you
could kiss him again. You could feel him smile against your lips as he took his
hand away, wrapping both of his arms around your waste.
glad you decided to stay. Would have been a sad night if I didn’t get to fuck
your beautiful body,” he whispered against your mouth, the anticipation in your
body growing. You could feel the ache for him, the need in your body to have
him inside you. You hummed in agreement against his mouth, moving your hand
down to stroke him.
around baby. I want to fuck you from behind,” he commanded. You nodded, turning
your back to him and placing your palms against the wall. He put his hand on
your shoulder, bending you over until your ass was sticking out and pressed
against his cock, keeping still as he rubbed it against your skin with a moan.
know how many times I’ve imaged you spread out like this against my desk? Maybe
that’s how we should spend our lunches from now on,” he mused, rubbing the arch
of your back. His words only make you more excited, causing your to rub your
ass against him in hopes of him continuing. He chuckled, moving back to slap
your ass. You stayed in the position but turned your head to look back at him,
aroused but confused.
be too excited baby,” he began, his voice full of lust. He gripped one of your
hips in his hand, the other on his cock as he pumped at it slowly, guiding his
tip to your entrance. He moved his other arm to your hip before slamming into
you in one sharp movement, a cry leaving your body as he filled you
unexpectedly. The stretch was a little painful but was everything you wanted,
whines forming on your lips as he stayed still inside you.
I’ll be the only one cumming tonight,” he whispered as pushed you closer to the
wall, bringing you to a more upright position as your breasts pressed against
the cool tile, his lips against your neck. A panic formed in you at his words,
unable to let any of them out as he began to slam mercilessly against you, the
sound of his skin meeting yours echoing off the walls. You kept your ass out
for him as he fucked you, your cheek pressed against the tile as your breasts
bounced against the wall. The sounds of his moans filled your ears, adding to
the tension that was building in your stomach. He pressed your back against his
chest and brought his hand up to pinch at your nipple, his breath against your
ear. You moaned as his cock continued to thrust inside of you, closing your
eyes as you felt your high approaching.
close baby?” he asked, placing a kiss on your neck as you nodded helplessly.
You heard his laugh ring against the tile before he removed himself from you,
your legs shaky as he left you empty and longing for your orgasm. You tried to
control your heavy breathing as you turned to glare at him, his back turned to
you as he turned off the water.
already told you baby, you aren’t cumming,” he smirked, opening the glass door
and stepping out past you. You looked at his cock as it bounced against his
stomach, its head moist with your juices and his precum. He grabbed a towel off
the rack to dry himself off, dragging it roughly through his hair.
I can’t cum, neither can you,” you threw back, knowing he wanted release as
badly as you did. He continued to dry off the rest of his body as you stood in
the shower, getting colder by the minute. He turned to face you, an amused look
on his face, unaffected by your challenge.
baby? You can resist me?” he chuckled, wrapping the towel around his waist
before grabbing another from the rack. He approached you slowly, your arms
lifting instinctively as he wrapped it around your body, pulling you towards
him harshly. Your hands pressed against his chest to steady yourself, his skin
warm and soft. You looked up at him without saying anything, knowing he was
right. But was he really not going to let you cum? Don’t most people like
pleasing the other person as well?
you bring a car? I can send you—
no, I didn’t mean that,” you said quickly, flustered and hurt that he would
send you away so quickly. He smiled sweetly, rubbing the towel against your back
before letting you grab hold of it and wrapping it around your own body. He
made his way back to the bedroom without another word with you right behind
him. He turned on the heater and let the room warm up as he went to sit on the
foot of the bed, letting the towel fall to his feet. He smiled at you as you
stared at him, beckoning you over to him. You walked over to stand in front of
him, your towel still wrapped around you. He grabbed the towel and pulled it
down softly, letting it join his on the ground.
really do have a beautiful body,” he praised, his hands going to your waist and
drawing you nearer. He kissed your skin softly, kissing up your stomach and to
your breasts, sweet kisses that went against the way he had handled you in the
shower. He nipped at your skin with his teeth, leaving little marks on your
body. You caressed the side of his head softly, closing your eyes as you
enjoyed the feeling of his mouth. He pulled you closer, your knees making their
way to either side of him to straddle his lap. Your hips rolled against his,
wanting to release some of the pressure he had caused you all night.
He brought his hand under you to grab hold of
his dick, placing it at your entrance as your hips went down to fully join his,
the feeling of him inside you making you throw your head back in relief,
rolling your ups against his in a steady pattern as he continues to kiss your
body. You could feel your breathes sync up, feel as his calmness broke as he
began to reach his high, his hips coming up harshly to meet yours. You could
see your orgasm not too far behind, listening as he began to grunt against your
please,” you panted, your body bouncing against his, “Let me cum, I’m so
close,” you begged, knowing that he was close to cumming. He smirked up at you,
letting the orgasm he was holding in loose as he released his hot cum inside of
you, throwing his head back against the bed and moaning loudly into the air.
You whined as he came, wishing he had held out a few moments longer to let you
cum as well.
you whined as he moved you off of him, a satisfied look on his face. He picked
up the towel from the floor to wipe the cum off from between your legs, placing
a small kiss on your hip.
come on baby don’t look at me like that I told you I wasn’t going to let you,”
he said sweetly, placing a small kiss on your forehead. You didn’t respond,
covering yourself up a little with your hands as you realized how naked you
were. You would probably be able to get him to let you cum later into the
night, or maybe next time, you thought to yourself. Even if you didn’t get to
cum the entire experience was exciting and it helped you forget about the more
negative parts of the night.
have some comfortable clothes I can lend you. Did you want to wear them or the
clothes you came here with?” he asked, pointing to the jeans and t-shirt that
were bundled on the floor in the bathroom. You sighed, replying that you would
prefer the clothes he was offering. He left the room, going to find them in one
of his other closets.
walked over to the side of the bed, lifting the cover and going under it in
order to shield some of your nakedness and to warm up. You looked over as his
phone as it buzzed against the night table, flashing a text message. You
normally handled most of his interactions and it wasn’t uncommon for you to use
his phone, and while normally you would never pick up his phone on off hours
you couldn’t resist as you recognized the number on the screen. He had yet to
save the number under a name, but he didn’t need to for you to recognize it.
You felt your heart stop as you read the preview of the message, the message
short enough that the phone gladly showed you all of it.
Thanks for telling me.
hands shook so hard you were afraid you might drop the phone, your fingers
typing in his password and opening the message. You scrolled up the
conversation, hoping with all of your heart that this was someone else
entirely, and that it had nothing to do with Jin.
Check her neck the next time you see her.
12:00What? Who’s this?
It’s Jimin. Y/n’s boss.
12:03Are you implying what I think you are?
See for yourself.
12:06 You seem like a nice guy, I just thought you
would like to know.
1:42Thanks for telling me.
The phone dropped back the night
stand with a loud clank, your tears falling down to the screen. A panicked sob
left your lips and you jumped off the bed, running to the bathroom to grab your
clothing. You put them on quickly, your hands trying to slow you down as the
nerves shook through you. It was Jimin. Jimin told him. He told him.
How could he?! Your relationship
with Jin was none of his business! You felt betrayed, the tears that left your
body being that of both pain and anger.
You ran out of the room, making a
b-line for the door, favoring quickness over quietness. Your mind was in too
many places, the sound of your heart taking over your senses. You felt Jimin’s
hand grab hold of your wrist and thrust you away from the door when you were
inches from it, moving forward to block it.
He didn’t ask any questions. He knew
why you were fleeing; he saw his phone unlocked in the room. He held his hands
up, lifting his hands up to stop you as you tried to rush past him.
“Y/n, listen, please!” he pleaded,
pushing you back away from the door. You hid your face in your arm, trying to
calm your tears in order to face him. You looked up at him, waiting for some
fort of explanation, waiting for him to say it and fully confirm that he had
outted you. The seconds ticked by with only silence.
“Why? Why the fuck would you tell
him?” you cried in anger, your voice coming out louder than you intended. He
ran his hand through his hair as he tried to piece his words together, the
desperation clear on his face. When he didn’t answer you began to walk towards
to door, ready to slap him out of the way.
“You weren’t going to stay with him
still around,” he said quickly, his reasoning stopping you in your tracks.
You stared at him in with a mixture of disbelief and
amazement. You knew he was selfish. You knew he was greedy. You saw it with the
way he treated his clients, how he treated his partners, how he treated his
family, in how he treated your time. But you never, ever thought he would take
it this far. Your tears stopped, your eyes drying surprisingly fast. You
straightened up, laughing as you brought your palm up to your forehead. You
closed your eyes, taking deep breaths as you thought back on your relationship
with him and about the events of the night. He really was something.
“You….,” you took a deep breath,
trying to calm the frustration in your voice, “You ruined my relationship
because you didn’t want me to quit? Are you fucking serious?!”
He laughed a little in response as
he began to get angry himself.
“It’s not like you stopped me! Don’t
act like this is all on me!” he yelled back, pointing his finger accusingly at
you. You shook your head like you shook off his words, ignoring that any of
this was your fault. It was too soon to admit, to early on to accept you had
fallen for a trap you helped create.
“You are a fucking greedy prick,
Jimin. If you don’t fucking change no one will stay by your side, not your
friends, your lovers, or your family. Now move, I quit,” you whispered, your
voice soft despite the anger that it held in it.
“Y/n, please, I did this for—
“You better not fucking say ‘us’ Jimin.
When the fuck do you do anything for someone besides yourself?” you snarled. He
let his hands fall limply to his sides, straightening up with his mouth in a
hard line. He nodded, looking down as he stepped to the side to let you out. You
stormed out, slamming the gate behind you as you made your way home. Your tears
flooded out of you as you realized you lost not one person, but two.
It wasn’t the last time you would
see Jimin, but it was the last day you would see him as a friend. It was also
the same day you realized the betrayal you were capable of, tainting you as a
cheater and a liar for the rest of your life.
“You are who you hang around with,”
people say, and you found it to be true. When you surround yourself with greed,
you are bound to become greedy yourself.
Now it was time to move on, to
forgive him and yourself.
“It will only be for some time,” you
promised, placing the last box on the counter. You brushed the sweat off of
your brow before sitting on the floor next to the couch, his body sprawled on
it half asleep.
“Mmm, I know, don’t worry about it,”
he murmured, placing his hand on top of your head. You smiled at him as you
turned to watch the TV, changing the channel as he began to close his eyes. You
had roomed with him once before, right out of high school, so the whole
experience of moving back in brought back a flood of nostalgia, warmth and
happiness spreading through your chest.
hi there!!! for the drabble can you please do 85 (Tell me a secret) for min yoongi~~ thank you
I hope you liked this! ♥
Pairing: Suga (Yoongi) x Reader
Word Count: 389
“Tell me a secret.”
“Tell me a secret.”
I’m in love with you.
You never leave my mind, you’re always there; mentally if not physically. It’s puzzling really, how I fell in love with you. You were always there for me even when my whole world was crumbling to pieces. You were the stability that I needed and I thank you for that, I love you so much for that. I’m in love with you and I only just realized that.
Love feels weird, it’s a feeling that always keeps me warm inside even when I can’t help but be cold. It’s a feeling that stretches all around, it makes me feel overwhelmed yet it completes me entirely. It’s dangerous yet it makes me feel so incredibly safe when in your arms. It feels as if a hole I never knew I had inside me was filled from top to bottom.
It’s unexpected - terrifying even how I can go from you being a complete stranger, to then being completely infatuated by you, needing you by my side at every waking moment and wondering how it ever was that I was able to live without you, because I sure as hell couldn’t imagine being without you now and that’s what makes this even scarier. The fact that this is all one sided, that I’m the only one that loves you and you can only see me as a friend, but your arm is wrapped around me as we lay on the couch watching your favorite movie.
I know we’re young and I may be naive to say that I’m in love with you, but it’s the truth. I’m hopelessly in love with you. I love you more than I love myself, I know this is as cheesy as it gets but I’m in love with my best friend, my anchor, the one who holds me down when I want to desperately flee from my problems.
His free hand wraps around yours, interlocking fingers. His eyes full of wonder and intrigue as to what you were thinking because of how long you hadn’t answered him.
“I love you.” The silence felt like hours to you when it was only a couple of seconds, you spoke up again before Yoongi could even utter a word. “I’m in love with you, that’s my secret.”
Request: An idea for the holidays. The reader hates christmas because something
bad happened last Christmas : friend died. Had to say goodbye to someone
really close. Something really important was stolen. She was attacked
and almost died.(sorry I love angst)
A/N: I regret nothing. The reader is like…early twenties. Italics are the readers thoughts.
You stood at the top of the bunker stairs taking in view; it had been exactly one year since you had stood in that same spot. Everything looked the same as it did that day. There were papers scattered along the war room map, a coffee cup sitting where someone, probably your uncle, had been doing research. The garland and holiday lights were still wrapped around the stair railing. It even smelled the same.
You slowly made your way down the stairs, listening to see if anyone was in the bunker. It was unlikely, nobody was expecting you to come home, not after what happened last year. Ugh last year.
Last Christmas had resulted in a fight between your father and yourself. You had done what Sam and him always wanted for you. You had gone to college. Been normal. However it wasn’t meant for you, it never was. You had always done it to make your family happy. You had decided last Christmas that you were done pretending to be someone you weren’t for your family and told your dad and uncle you wanted in.
Which resulted in the biggest blowout in Winchester family history; it was even bigger then when Sam left for Stanford.
The last words you had exchanged with your father was that he was a terrible father who pushed you to be someone you weren’t. The last thing he had told you was that you were too naive to understand and that he couldn’t wait until the day you came to him, telling him that he was right.
Letting out a sigh you continued your journey around the bunker.
Genre: Angst Words: 2,046 Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Rape mentions, hmmm possible cheating (pls don’t read if this will trigger anything & also i’m here to listen if anyone needs to talk) Summary: Bucky doesn’t know what to do when traumatizing events result in your witty remarks dying down to nothing.
You vaguely remembered Bucky helping you brush your teeth of the acid that had come up before putting you back to bed. The memory was hazy, but you could still see the hesitation in his movements as he draped the covers over you. As he was walking away, you had reached out and gripped his metal arm with a strength you didn’t know you still had. You barely saw his confused expression before you drifted off once again.
The next couple of days were very experimental. Bucky would attempt to touch you in the slightest and most innocent of ways, always respecting your boundaries in the process, and he would always observe your reaction. It took a while, but three days after the incident he realized why you had accepted his touch in the bathroom, and why you did it on certain occasions the past few days. It was the metal. While the touch of his flesh hand still made you jump and kick out at times, the metal relaxed you as soon as it touched your skin. Nothing about it could remind you of the days you spent in pain. It solely belonged to Bucky and solely reminded you of Bucky. It was a reminder of his safety and his presence.