bts sweet dreams


You try to comfort Yoongi after he gets injured

So, after hearing the news about Yoongi today, I felt the need to write this. For those of you that didn’t hear, or that heard the misinformation that’s been spread around, Yoongi tripped over a door frame and hurt the outside his ear. He doesn’t need surgery, and it doesn’t seem to be serious, but he has to sit out of the next few performances. And, if any of you are newer ARMYs or don’t know what happened, the mention of Kobe in the text refers to last year when Yoongi got sick and wasn’t allowed to perform in Kobe. He ended up tweeting an apology, feeling like he’d let everyone down and asking fans to forgive him.

Kinda feel like writing a scenario to go with this, but I’m not sure. If you guys want it, I’ll do it. I’ll also try to get more requests out soon, I promise, but - as you can probably see - I got a new phone! And at first, all of my texts and calls were going to my Dad’s phone as well for some reason, so I couldn’t do fake texts… Finally got it figured out today though I hope so I should be able to start working on requests once again~

My Love for You Is Bigger Than the Moon

For @might–just–die:

Imagine a pocket-sized you petting the damp face of Taehyung as you lay next to him. Both of you were tired, but Taehyung was too scared to fall back asleep so this is where you are.

You slept in your dollhouse that night, but a tap on your roof woke you out of your dream. Rubbing your tired eyes, you sat there wondering if you dreamed it, but there was another tap and a very low shaky whisper of your name from outside. Getting out of bed, you walked over to the window to see who it was. When you saw his state, your heart instantly wanted to cry with him. Trying not to make matters worse for him, you kept yourself from crying and walked outside of your house to ask Taehyung what was wrong. Sitting in his trembling palms, he told you about the terrifying nightmare he had. He told you that in the dream everyone hated him; his family, his fans, the boys and you. The tears that were threatened to fall finally did. Feeling your heart break, you stood up and held your hands up from him to bring you closer. Hugging his nose, you told you loved him. Everyone loved him and that nothing would change.

It took a lot of convincing and telling him you would stay up with him (he apologized a million times for waking you, but you didn’t mind) until he went to bed. You tried everything to get him to sleep. Telling him stories, watching anime, even playing a couple videos games on silent. If Seokjin found you two up this late playing video games, he wouldn’t have been so happy and would’ve given you two a lecture. That’s when you get an idea. Already lying close to his ear with your handkerchief pulled up to your chest, you start to lightly stroke his face and softly sing to him.

I’m lying on the moon….

The sigh from him is a sign to you that he’s finally relaxing, but you continue to sing.

There’s no thing I’d keep from you….

Stopping, you whisper Taehyung’s name to see if he’s still awake. When you don’t receive a response, you sit up to see that his eyes are shut. Laying back down, you snuggle back into the pillow, pull your blanket up to your chin, and finish the song before you doze off yourself.

Making sure that I’m okay and we’re a million miles away.

Sweet Dreams (1)

Rating: T(At least for now)
Pair: Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook (poly relationship)
Word count: 1,027

Part two ; Part three ; Part four ; Part five ; Part six ; Part seven ; Part eight ;

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April 3rd. Your 6 month anniversary with Kim Taehyung, or V, from BTS

You can still remember the day that he had asked you out like it was yesterday. You had been best friends since middle school, and were very close. A few months before he’d debuted, he’d confronted you, saying that he couldn’t debut without knowing how you felt. When you’d gone to ask what he meant, instead of giving an answer, he kissed you. Your friends told you all the time about how romantic it was, and how obvious it was to everyone but the two of you, but you tried not to listen.

Their debut had come around, and you’d of course started seeing less of him, and you also stopped being able to be affectionate with him in public. But it was to be expected, so you never complained.

If anything, it made moments like this even sweeter. When he was in town, snuggled into you, whether it be holding you half in his lap or laying on the couch with his head in your lap, talking about whatever came to mind or watching movies. 

At the moment, you were laying on the couch with him between you and the back of the couch, ear pressed to your stomach. The brunette looked up at you, tapping your side to get your attention. “By the way, one of the boys are gonna be stopping by, I accidentally took his sweatshirt and I promised to give it back.”

You tilted your head with a small smile. “Which one?” You’d known of the boys, of course you had seen them on TV when you’d watched something that Taehyung was on, but you’d never met any of them.

He gave you a big, boxy grin. “Jungkookie! I told him to stop by around four,” he said, sitting up and stretching, looking at the clock.


You noticed it as well, sitting up more as well. Taehyung turned to look at you. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, if he shows up, the sweatshirts by the door.” And with that, he disappeared down the hall.

You glanced at the clock once more before groaning. You hoped that the maknae would come show up after Tae was done in the bathroom, not wanting to have to face him on your own. Out of all the members(besides the certain one already in your house), Jungkook was the one who interested you the most. He seemed cute, particularly bunny-like. 

You let yourself dwell on it for a moment before being snapped out of it by the doorbell ringing. A feeling of nervousness filled you when you realized Taehyung still wasnt out, so you had to give it yourself.

You scrambled off the couch, giving yourself a quick once over and adjusting your clothes(If you’re being honest with yourself, your ideal apparel to meet your boyfriends bandmates was definitely not a tank top and shorts, but it would have to do) before quickly rushing to the door and opening it. 

There stood Jungkook, his black hair rustled from fussing with it and his eyes rimmed with eyeliner. He looked up from the ground, about to speak but stopped when he realized it was you. He had been expecting the brunette to have answered the door. 

Once you realized he seemed to not want to talk, you gave him a smile. “You came for this, right?” you asked, grabbing the sweatshirt from the stand beside the door, holding it up.

He quickly nodded and took it. “Thank you…you’re Y/N, right?” he asked, glancing at the floor again. You fought back a small giggle, he really was awkward around girls.

You nodded slowly and tilted your head. “I am, he talks about me?” you asked, giving a soft smile. If you looked closely, you could’ve sworn his cheeks turned a bit red.

Jungkook opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, an arm snuck around your waist and a chin rested on your shoulder. “Yup! I tell them all the time about how I have the most beautiful girlfriend on the planet. Don’t you think so, Kookie?” Taehyung asked, having finally gotten back

The younger seemed caught off guard by the question, his widening slightly. “What? Is she..I mean, I guess, yeah..” he said, looking away.

You blushed a bit yourself, Taehyung unknown to it as he started laughing, telling Jungkook that he was adorable.

Jungkook mumbled something about needing to get back to the dorm before waving a quick goodbye and rushing down the hall. 

The both of you took your place back in the living room after he demanded more cuddles, settling back into your earlier position, this time with you turned more so you could play with his soft hair.

He looked up at you with a grin. “So, what did you think of him? Really shy, huh?” You nodded in response. “He’s like that though, I’m trying to help him open up more. Maybe you can help him open up more too, huh?”

You shrugged and combed your fingers through the strands. “I guess? I’d probably want to get to know him first though.” you mumbled, brushing his bangs from his eyes, which were watching you intently as you talked to him.

Taehyung sat up more, hand behind you to hold himself up. “So I can bring him over more! We can be like the three amigos! You can replace Jimin hyung in our trio, he’ll be so jealous!” he said with a laugh.

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face at his excitement, sighing softly. “Sure, if he’s willing to, then he can start coming over more” Taehyung opened his mouth, about to speak when you cut him off again “-and that means verbally and physically willing, Kim Taehyung, None of that ‘I know he wants to deep down’ stuff”

Taehyung pouted and let out a small huff, looking away. “Aww, Y/N you’re no fun. Fiiine, I’ll get him to join the nice way…I’ll ask him when I go to the dorm tomorrow, okay?” he looked up at you once again.

You nodded slowly, although unable to push away the feeling that you might regret saying that later.

I’m so sorry that this is so short, I really am. The next few chapters should be a lot longer, I just needed to set the mood a little bit. 

Bad Dreams (you’re okay)

Word Count: 1476

Pairing: Jikook

Summary: Jungkook is having bad dreams and Jimin is there to tell him he’s okay.

Jungkook blinked slowly, trying to clear the sleep from his eyes as he peered through the darkness at a face that was slowly becoming clearer. “Jimin-hyung?” He mumbled it half under his breath while struggling to sit up.

Jimin’s hand was already on his shoulder, helping him. When his sight was clear, as clear as it was going to be for the semi-darkness that still hung in the room, he saw that the other’s face was looking at him in that sort of worried, sort of loving, distinctly Jimin kind of caring expression. Jungkook wondered why he’d be worried and his thoughts drifted back to what he was doing before he was awake.

Meaning, what he was doing while he was sleeping, which was dreaming. And the dream had been…unpleasant, to say the least. He shuddered inwardly, remembering exactly what had disturbed him so. Had he cried out loud, or just been incredibly restless? Either way, Jungkook felt rather embarrassed, but Jimin was still looking at him in that beautifully caring way and he instantly felt so much better. 

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#005: eyes

01. seokjin

They tell stories stolen from a million scenes from places you’ve never been, and when he smiles, they speak to you in words that trace along your dreams and the first time you see them, the first time your eyes meet, they tell you that it’s meant to be. And you’ve never really believed in fate or fortune or that kind of thing but with him, looking into his eyes, you can’t help letting your walls fall down far enough for him to reach in, cup your heart between his hands, and kiss it like your heart was meant to be kissed. Meant to be kiss by him and no one else. He tells you that if he could pick one thing to look at for the rest of his life it would be your eyes, because through them, he sees a world more beautiful than anything he’s ever seen; he calls your eyes the looking glass to his dreams.

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J-Hope Scenario: Sweet Dreams

  • Genre: Smut
  • Word Count: 842

After months of trying to get your schedules in line, you can finally bring Hoseok over to meet your family during the holidays. Thankfully, he meshed well with everyone and become the life of the party. In fact, he was loved so much that every single one of your relatives wanted to drink with him so halfway through the night he was dazzling everyone with his drunken dance moves. Trying to keep your boyfriend standing you lost track of time until it became too late to go home. Instead your aunt, the owner of the house, insist that you both, as well as many of your other drunk relatives, stay the night. Knowing you couldn’t argue, you lead Hoseok into a spare bedroom on the top floor. As you enter the room you begin cursing your choice, It was being used as storage, so full that from the doorway you could barely see the head of the bed. Making your way through the maze, you get Hoseok onto the bed and tuck him in without protest.

Afterwards, you help clean up the hurricane your boyfriend was at the centre of and put your younger cousins to bed. Taking a while to calm the chaos, you finally head upstair to join your boyfriend for some much needed rest. He seems to be fully asleep so you carefully nuzzle into his neck, trying to get comfortable without disturbing him. However, things quickly take a turn, you two begin to kiss each other passionately. Hoseok then takes the initiative and goes below the sheets; lifting your shirt and planting kisses everywhere on his way down. He continues past your hips and begins to kiss and squeeze your thighs before using his teeth to slowly slide down your underwear.

Just as he begins to plant kisses exactly where you need them, there’s a knock on the door. Then you see your aunt’s head pop through. “Where’s your boyfriend, Hoseok?” she asked. You tap Hoseok, who is still completely cover by the sheets resting on your lap, signalling him to stop. Realizing that she can’t see him you instead feel him smirk as he becomes rougher with his tongue. You have no idea what to do, pleasure and panic mixing in your mind.

Fighting through your high you respond as best you could. “Just-uh-on the other side of the bed, i think he had to much fun. He’s out like a light.” You laugh nervously, hoping she doesn’t notice your vice-grip on the sheets or irregular breathing. “I’m glad you brought him. He’s so good with the kids, helped set up things when he got here and was great entertainment. Everyone loves him,” she said approvingly. Indeed, while she praised him all you could think about was how good Hoseok was and the way his fingers had found their way to your clit. Almost breathless, you end the small talk with your aunt with a “goodnight,” that was more air than sound.    

 “What was that?!” you demand, anger mixing with enjoyment. Hoseok emerges from the sheets still fully clothed and goes over to the door, locking it. “I’m just getting started,” he responds, all evidence of his goofy drunk self gone. He strides forward towards the bed and rips the sheets away, exposing your soaked core. Your body shudders at the draft but you eyes are too distracted by the man stripping in front of you. Slowly, he removes each article, revealing his toned body. His arms, abs, legs; you drink in every detail about him. As he climbed on top of you he taunted “If you’re cold down there, I can fix that.” Rolling on a condom he positioned himself at your entrance. Slowly he pushes in, teasing you because he knows how riled up you are from before.

Frustrated, you reach up to pull him closer and force him to fully enter you. The sudden fullness caused you to contract, driving Hoseok crazy and you can see his eyes shift as he takes full control. Planting his arms on either side of you he begins to thrust. Not bothering to start off slow he instead goes full speed. His grunts are low, trying to keep his volume down so no one could hear. You grab onto his arms, digging your nails into him to try and prevent yourself from screaming with pleasure but his sounds were to much for you to handle and a deep moan escaped from your lips. Soon after the bliss resulted in you both climaxing, forgetting about the rest of the house and exclaiming in satisfaction.

Only after Hoseok rolls over beside you do you both realize what just happened. Blushing, you hope everyone was too drunk and fast asleep to hear or even care about the sounds you two had made. “Let’s worry about it in the morning, sweet dreams,” he mumbled lovingly as he pushed the hair in your face behind your ear. Reassured by his words you drift off to sleep, wishing you could live in this dream forever.    

Sweet Dreams (Jungkook, Angst)

Originally posted by yourbiaslikesitrough

So this happened. @novel-tee thanks

Words: 1,541

There was a sudden tap on your front door, interrupting you from your computer screen as you typed away on it. Getting up, you frowned at the time on the clock. Why was it so late? You had been working for hours on end. Who was knocking on your door at 9:30 PM?

Going over to the door, you leaned against it quietly. Looking from the peephole, you noticed Jungkook standing there, hood over his head and eyes staring at the ground. You pulled the chain off the door, raking it open quickly. He hardly showed up without asking first.

Unless something was wrong?

As soon as you opened the door, you noticed that Jungkook was silent, the life seemingly drained out of him as he looked up. His eyes were rimmed with red and lip quivering. You opened the door wider, pulling him in from the small downpour that had begun just half an hour before.

“Jungkook?” You wondered, voice soft. He had been crying, that was obvious enough by the way he wobbled. The calm before the storm, was it?

“Can I stay the night?” He mumbled, voice cracking slightly despite trying his best to cover it up. You nodded, closing the door and locking it. Jungkook clutched his overnight bag, dropping it off at the front door as he pulled off his jacket and hung it up.

“Do you want some hot chocolate?” You wondered, guiding him with your hand on the small of his back. He nodded stiffly, going ahead of you to the living room where he spent most of his time, anyway.

As you made hot chocolate for Jungkook and yourself, you couldn’t hear the channels being flipped as usual, which concerned you more than anything. What could be wrong? It was as if he was an entirely different person just then, and it upset you to see him that way.

You walked slowly into the living room placing the steaming cup in front of him until he took it. Jungkook sat there, slouched over on your sofa, sipping hot chocolate sadly. What a sight to see.

“Hey,” you murmured, sitting close to him. Placing a hand on his knee, Jungkook flinched under your gentle touch, before looking at you. He placed the cup down on your coffee table, probably thinking he would drop it. You pulled the hood off of his face from his sweater, cupping both of his cheeks. “What’s wrong, Jungkook?”

He was trying his hardest not to cry, but you still saw the sparkle of tears in in his eyes even in the dim lighting. His nose scrunched up, breath hitching to keep from crying so hard. He gripped both of your wrists, pulling you closer to him.

“Jungkook..?” You tried again, letting your hands slide down from his cheeks to his shoulders, pulling him against your warm body. He hated crying in front of you, that much you knew. It was inevitable, as he had already begun, so the most you could do was pretend you didn’t see anything.

His forehead hit your shoulder, arms snaking around your body to pull you closer to him. Jungkook took a fistful of your sweater, inhaling a shaky breath.

“You don’t want to talk about it?” You breathed, running your hand down his back to sooth him. He shook his head, pulling you even closer with as much strength he could.

He was sobbing, now, but you didn’t know what to do besides hold him closely and promise him that everything would turn out his way soon enough.

“Do you want to sleep with me tonight?” You suggested. It had been months since you and Jungkook had begun to date, but it was rare for him to actually agree sleeping in the same bed as you, as he was a sort of gentlemen.

Jungkook looked up from your shoulder, swallowing a build up of saliva and nodding his head once. You dragged your thumbs under his eyes, drying the outburst of tears. It didn’t help one bit, as more tumbled down his cheeks.

You slowly rose from where you sat, helping him to his feet. Jungkook wrapped his arms around you tightly, holding you for support.

“You’re…the only one I could talk too. I hate this.” He sniffed, keeping his arm firmly around you. Walking towards your bedroom, you helped Jungkook discard his damp sweater, letting him wear his jeans and a simple t-shirt to bed.

You kept the light off, save for the single lamp in the corner of the room as you climbed under the covers with him. He wrapped both arms around you, burrowing against your chest as tightly as possible. Jungkook’s breathing was still slightly off, but you were glad that his tears were finally halting.

“Your shirt is covered in my tears…sorry…” He mumbled, apologizing over and over until you had no choice but to shush him with words.

“Don’t worry, there’s such a thing as washing machines for a reason. Just sleep if you’re tired. Tomorrow I can make pancakes, if you want.”

It was quiet for a moment, the room filled with Jungkook’s uneven breathing. “You’re just letting me stay here without me even telling you what’s wrong?” He wondered, and you nodded, pressing your lips against his forehead.

“I don’t need to know things you don’t want to tell me. I’ll be here forever, Jungkook.” You whispered, and Jungkook whimpered under his breath.

“I ruined everything…I ruin everything…I hate myself…” He shot back, trying to keep his breathing level but failing.

“What did you ruin?” You wondered, combing your fingers through his hair softly. He pulled the blankets up higher over his shivering body, and you cuddled closer to keep him warm.

“I got into a fight with Jimin because he kept telling me not to go out late. I left without telling any of the hyung’s where I went and when I came back they all started to yell at me. I’m so frustrated…I can’t even face them…”

You sighed, realizing just why he came over. Jungkook always tried his hardest to deal with his own problems, but when he couldn’t he’d confide in Namjoon, or perhaps Yoongi, but that couldn’t be the case tonight. Of course this was frustrating, having all of the boys turn against him over something that seemed like a trivial matter. Yet, you could understand their point of view as well.

“You know what I’m going to say,” you reasoned, brushing your hands along his cheek softly.

“I can’t apologize! I was so mad. Not to mention it’s Yoongi hyung’s birthday as well. I kept telling them that I wasn’t a kid anymore. Why do they treat me like one?”

“They grew up with you. Jungkook those boys practically raised you, of course they’ll worry about you. Don’t misinterpret their worry for something bad, okay? Tomorrow when you feel a little more levelheaded we can go back to your place to talk.”

“No. I’m staying here forever.” He was probably pouting, and you couldn’t help but grin at the stubborn Jungkook you knew and loved.

“You can’t stay here forever.” You stated simply, pulling away to see his face. The both of you laid on a single pillow, and Jungkook turned his body so you could wrap your arms around him. You kissed the back of his neck, gripping his hands tightly in yours.

“They hate me.”

“They don’t. How could they ever hate you? I’ll go with you tomorrow, alright?”

It was silent for a moment, before Jungkook turned his head to look at you from the corner of his eye. “Promise?”

“I promise I’ll help you beat the shit out of them if they try to keep fighting.”

“Mm, ‘kay. I love you.” Was the last thing he murmured before the both of you fell asleep.

You woke up first, Jungkook almost hanging off the bed as he snored softly. His cheeks were tinted pink from the heat of the blanket and your bodies pressed together. He looked so much younger like this, sleeping so soundly in your bed.

As you had promised last night, you went out to the kitchen and began to put together a meal for the two of you. You doubted Jungkook ate anything healthy unless Jin made him, so you decided to cut up some fruits for the pancakes as a sort of bribe. It always worked, anyway.

As you were whisking the mix together, you heard Jungkook before you saw him. He entered the kitchen shirtless, belt hanging undone off his jeans and hair a mess. You couldn’t help but giggle at the way his eyes were almost glued shut from the puffiness.

“Morning.” You greeted airily, chest tightening when he wrapped his hands around your torso and laid his head on your shoulder.

“I love you, y’know?” He breathed against you, gently kissing your neck.

“Mm, what’s the catch?” You teased, turning around after laying the bowl down on the counter. You laid both hands on Jungkook’s shoulder, reaching up to kiss him on the tip of his nose.

The smile Jungkook wore was sheepish, and he hesitated until finally speaking up. “Can you….talk to the boys for me instead?”

Lazy Days

Jikook obvs. Short Fluff  For @jiminpoppins cuz she is legit bae <3 and I’m gonna miss her so much (weeps to myself)

On a quiet afternoon when promotions have ended, the seven boys finally had a break day. Rap Trinity, the hardworking bunch picked up their laptops and latest worn out notebooks.  J-hope and Rapmon are on their 5th one whereas Yoongi genius jjangjjangmenboongboong is on his 7th.  They grabbed their backpacks and   Taehyung and Jin head out on the streets to try out the infamous hamburger chain that recently opened up.  Tae linked arms with Jin and opened the door to leave.  Words of promised dinner at 7 were uttered out of umma Jin’s mouth before the couple left the house, which left Jimin and Jungkook home alone.  

“Jimin - ah, do you want to go out?”

“Mmnn I’m good with staying home, you?”

“Let’s just watch some dramas. I need to finish watching the last segment of Master’s Sun.”

“Wahh you haven’t finished it yet? It’s so good!! Tae Gong Sil and -”

“Shhhh, don’t spoil it for meee” Jungkook covered Jimin’s mouth with his large palm until he stopped mumbling the end plot summary.

“I’ll grab the popcorn and you turn on the episode you’re on. Oh, and extra butter right?”

“Yup”  Jimin popped the P loudly as he scrambled around the room for the remote that taehyung obviously forgot to put back.

Jimin returned with a bowl of popcorn that’s accustomed to Jungkook’s preference. He crashed on their shared bed and relaxed into the other’s comfort.  Jimin laid the popcorn between them and Jungkook started episode 15.  They watched it peacefully, sneaking kisses and feeding popcorn to each other.  Suddenly, in the screen, a ghost pops out from the water fountain.  Unsurprised, Jungkook continues to munch on the popcorn.  Jimin on the other hand, yelps for God and latches himself to his boyfriend.  His right leg intertwines around Jungkook’s legs and Jimin buries his face into Jungkook’s chest, whimpering.  

“Aww are you scared” Jungkook cooes at his adorable hyung.

Jimin lightly hits at Jungkook’s chest and Jungkook chuckles to himself.

He rubs circles into Jimin’s back,  smoothing out any tension in his back and kisses his hair.  Jimin finds comfort in the embrace of his lover and slowly begins to fall asleep.  As the episode comes to a finish, Jungkook notices his cute hyung asleep, lightly holding onto Jungkook’s shirt.  He puts the empty bowl onto the bedside table and sets his phone alarm to 6:30, for dinner.  Jungkook wipes off some drool on Jimin’s cheek, and brings their blankets up. He kisses at Jimin’s forehead, whispering, “Sweet dreams babe.” and they fall into deep slumber, dreaming of each other.