March 26th 2010-2017: 7 years today since your audition & look where you are; performing your first song in front of a huge crowd at Ultra last night! I’m so proud to see how much you have grown & how much more confident you are in your voice & your talent. You are nowhere near done.
andrewyou_: Amazing show tonight!! I had so much fun! Really proud of these guys, amazing entertainers but most importantly really great guys. Also Thailand your Energy is amazing! So loud the entire night 😝🙏 #GOT7
◦ a/n: This is the result of my post-concert depression and there will probably be more of these before I go back to my requests because I’m in too much pain to think about anything or anyone else at the moment. (!teeny tiny bit of angst at the end!)
He lit up when you walked out of the bathroom, flashing you the cheekiest smile. His pink lips pressed together and turned upwards, his eyes heavy as he fought the sleep that blanketed itself around him comfortably. You couldn’t help but smile at his reaction to you. His eyebrows rose with excitement as you shook your damp hair out, raking through it with your fingers before walking towards the edge of the bed where he sat now.
“The show was amazing tonight.” You said it quietly, as though he were already drifting off and you had to whisper so as to not wake him up.
“I liked the rainbow ocean,” Tae spoke gently, thinking fondly back to the night’s concert. He was bright again; sleep could hardly touch him. “Our Rainbow ARMYs do so much for us,” he smiled to himself. The show was indeed flawless, but then again, everything he ever did was flawless in your eyes. He blinked slowly, his eyes dragging with fatigue. You wanted so badly to just wrap him in a blanket and rock him to bed. It wouldn’t take much. You had been jumping and screaming throughout the night and you were ready to fall asleep standing up. Then, there was Tae. He had been the one doing the actual performing and singing and he was steadily fighting off sleep like a champion.
“Come,” Taehyung patted his thighs with another drowsy smile, leaning back against the headboard. The loose black t-shirt that fell around his body bore too much of his neck and chest for you too resist. You smiled and gently climbed on top of him, straddling him. You rested your arms on his shoulders, idly fingering the hem of his neckline. He looked at you for a while, simply staring in silence as he took in your features. Your skin was fresh, your hair falling around your face neatly, water still dripping from your strands. You smelled like grapefruit, which always made him scrunch up his nose, adjusting to the tart scent. He looked cute when he did that.
Tae slipped his hands beneath your shirt, his hands cold against your freshly showered, warm skin. You inhaled sharply at the contact, your fingers instinctively scratching at his shoulders. “Tae…” you breathed. Your stomach tightened at the thought of where this was going.
“Please?” He said, leaning forward. His grey knit beanie brushed against your neck softly as he lifted his hands, letting the air brush across your skin as he ran his tongue up your cleavage. Your head fell back weakly.
a/n: it’s jena’s birthday :)))) happy birthday!!! this fic is based on bruno mars’ song “versace on the floor” you can listen here if you want thanks that’s all have a good time
The glittering fabric falls gently over your frame and you smooth it over your hips. There are slivers of the material that are sheer, fragments of your figure peeking through. You slip on a pair of simple stilettos and grab your clutch, heading out of the dressing room and down the staircase toward the back door. “[Y/N],” Daveed breathes, staring up at you as you descend the stairs. “Wow.” You smile at his awestruck expression and take your best friend’s arm as it’s offered out to you. He holds an imaginary microphone up to your face, “[Y/N], who are you wearing?” “Versace,” you gesture your hand in a long line down your body, giggling.