genre: SMUT. DADDY. SPANKING. NEED I SAY MORE?
characters: Yoongi of BTS
word count: 1768 (please excuse any errors i didn’t even edit this)
a/n: okAY THIS HAD ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING DIRECTION WHATSOEVER SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF ITS SHITTY AF I WAS JUST OVERRUN BY YOONGI FEELS TODAY OTL I HAVE TO CLEANSE MY SOUL AFTER WRITING THIS IM SORRY IF ITS REALLY TERRIBLE!!!
You were pushed against the wall, completely unfazed by the coldness because as of this moment, you felt as though your entire body was on fire. Yoongi stared down at you, eyes hooded and half-lidded, his left hand brushing your hair away from your face. Your body was rigid; you have no idea what he had in mind. How the hell did we end up like this?