i had to make this before bed

decisions

summary; shawn is forced to choose between you and his girlfriend

a/n; seven pages of angst and drama all in one – my fav ;))

MASTERLIST || REQUEST


“Where’s Shawn?” Matt and your friends asked you for what must’ve been the tenth time tonight. 

You finished setting the last blanket over the couch as you claimed your favorite pillows for the night ahead of you. 

“Not sure,” You answered. “I’ve tried texting him for the past 15 minutes. The boy never checks his texts,” You laugh it off as you head to the kitchen to bring the two bowls of popcorn into the living room.

Shawn, Geoff, Ian, and Matt had been in town from Shawn’s tour for the last few days, and the five of you finally found a time to hang out again. You had all missed each other and since the tour had just wrapped up, everyone found tonight as the perfect opportunity to catch up. You had met the four boys through Shawn and although you had only known them for a few years, they felt like your brothers. They looked out for you and talked to you almost every day.

Shawn on the other hand, had been your best friend since middle school. The two of you met in English class in seventh grade and quickly bonded over each other’s love for Harry Potter and music. Although neither of you were the most popular in school, you and Shawn always had each other’s back through the years. He had brought smiles on your face during your worst moments, stayed up late with you during nights you couldn’t sleep, and given you advice that has stuck with you throughout the years. In turn, you supported Shawn’s music when the other kids at school didn’t, listened to his first song that he wrote, and cheered with him when he found out that he had just gotten his first major award show nomination. Now here you guys were, one year out of high school, and still partners in crime. You couldn’t of asked for anyone better to fill in the position as your best friend.

Everyone had gathered at Ian and Geoff’s place for a traditional movie night, but your best friend had been a no-show for the past half hour. Everyone including yourself was beginning to become impatient as everyone began making a dent into the stash of snacks before the first movie even played. You didn’t want to begin the night without him, but he had showed no signs of arriving any time soon.

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Everything Has Changed

Requested: Yes. (I’ve combined two requests)


Y/N and Bill used to be fine.

They always used to make time for each other,always made sure to kiss each other and spurt out ‘I love you’ before leaving the house,always made sure they had a evening especially just for them - a date night.

But over time,the date nights stopped.

And so did everything else.

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and now, finally,,  shiro in a nice!! skirt!

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8/100 days of productivity ▪️ 3/10/2017

- a day in the life

☁️ woke up at 8:30 which was a bit later than I wanted to
☁ had coffee and toast with raspberry jam for breakfast
☁ studied civil law
☁ went to the gym. I’ve been loving a combined yoga, tai chi and pilates class
☁ had tofu, avocado, cucumber, spinach and basmati rice for lunch (one of my favorite combos)
☁ went to the library to study civil law. I am currently making my study guides
☁ had cheerios when I got home (I usually have something more nutritious like oatmeal but today I was craving cheerios) and watched a little bit of gilmore girls
☁ revised civil law before dinner
☁ had a vegan lasagna for dinner while watching peaky blinders with my boyfriend. Went to bed at 23:30.

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Wanna One Go 7월 17일, Wanna One 티저무비가 여러분을 찾아갑니다! 170803 EP.0

BTS Reaction | Ejaculating quickly

Request; bts reaction to cumming fast when they have sex raw without a condom for the first time. 

Kim Namjoon

Namjoon had set out to take things slowly, not wanting to cum so soon like he did. The moment he pushed himself inside you he knew he wasn’t going to last as long as he usually would. His hands would be on your hips, fingers digging into your skin harder when he released.

“O-oh f-fuck Y/N”

“Baby girl you felt so good I couldn’t help myself”

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin wouldn’t be ashamed of himself that he had cum so soon, but he would feel bad that he didn’t get to pleasure you just as much as you did him. Pulling you into his arms he’d smother your face with light pecks, letting you know just how good you made him feel.

“I’m sorry princess”

“I’ll make you feel good too, I promise”

Min Yoongi

Yoongi would let out a strangled groan of your name when he came inside you. Seeing white as a wave of intense pleasure washed through his body. He would fall back onto the bed, letting out a small sigh, annoyed that he had cum so soon.

“I really didn’t expect to cum that soon”

“It felt so good to be inside you raw and I just lost myself, I’m sorry baby girl”

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok wouldn’t be able to hold himself back, despite how much he tried. The new feeling had him cumming quicker than he usually would. He’d place a few lazy kisses to your lips before pulling out and plopping down on the bed beside you, panting.

“I’m sorry baby girl, I didn’t think I’d cum that quick”

“Just give me a moment and I’ll make  you feel good too”

Park Jimin

Jimin would feel a shiver run down his spine as he came, collapsing on top of you. His body covered in a sheen layer of sweat, face buried into the crook of your neck as he panted heavily, placing a  few light pecks to the side of your neck.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer princess”

“It felt too good, I’ll be good to go again soon just give me time to catch my breath”

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung’s hands would grip your waist tighter than normal, completely lost in the new feeling. His face would be buried in the crook of your neck, lips attached to your neck, groaning as his hips snapped into your own.  Before he knew it his release would hit him.

“Y-Y/N” 

“F-fuck Y/N I’m cumming”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would be unable to control himself as he thrust up into you. The new feeling of being raw inside of you was overwhelming to him. He’d feel his release building quickly, only just being able to warn you before releasing inside of you with a groan.

“F-fuck Y/N”

“Oh my god, s-shit that felt so good”

BTS Reaction | Asking to Call Them Daddy

Request: idk if this is astrology related, but can you tell how they’d react when you ask to call them daddy? thank you!

This is totally astrology related! I based this on their sun, mars, lilith/eros and other various aspects. Hope you enjoy~ (Mature content ahead)

Jin

Your confession was the turning point for him. Before, he tried so hard be a gentleman and control himself, to not give into your irresistible aura. Now, he could finally unleash the beast he had been caging for far too long.

“Fuck, I thought you’d never ask. Come here princess, Daddy’s gonna make you feel so good.”

Originally posted by fawnave

Yoongi

Previously, he was surprisingly soft and gentle in bed. He never tried to bring in something new or push you to your limits: as long as you were happy, he was happy. Until now. His wicked side is out to play.

“Daddy? [he chuckles darkly, the dark tone sending chills down your spine] How unoriginal of you. It’s sir to you darling. On your knees. Now.”

Originally posted by 1oyalty

Hoseok

This had been on his “to do” list for a long time, so he’s ecstatic when you bring it up first. He can’t agree so easily, though, there has to be some teasing. He wants you to work for it.

“Daddy huh? Wahhh, my baby girl is so much naughtier than I thought. I ought to punish you for hiding this so long. Bend over my lap, sweetheart.”

Originally posted by parkjewook

Namjoon 

*already unbuckling his belt* 

Originally posted by forever-young-got7

Jimin

He hid his kinky side at the beginning of the relationship, fearing it would change your view on the innocent boy he appears to be. When u tell him of your desires, he’s flustered, but so so eager.

“Mmm really princess? When do you want to try it out? Tomorrow? Tonight? Right now? Daddy is always ready for you.”

Originally posted by jikookshandshake

Taehyung

He doesn’t quite understand at first; thinks the nickname is a bit silly. He’s always willing to please and compromise, but he’s also hooked on the way “Tae!” tumbles out of your mouth in broken whimpers during passionate moments.

“Why though? I think you sound so much prettier moaning out my name, kitten.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jungkook

He’s young, inexperienced, and gets a kick from being submissive. Due to that, he’s never really seen himself in the role you want him to play. But like everything he’s faced with, he takes it as a challenge; something new for him to perfect. And trust me, he will.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into, baby girl?”

The Boxer Part Two

Pairing: Y/N and Harry

Word Count: 5K

WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: MENTIONS OF MISCARRIAGE AND PHYSICAL FIGHTS.

Prompt: 

“You’re supposed to be in the hospital gown, it’s why we laid it out for you,” Y/N stated, pointing the pen in her hand at the white gown by his feet.

“I’m not wearing that paper shit,” Harry grumbled, “and I’m perfectly fine to leave.”

“That cut says otherwise,” Y/N says.

Harry watches as she sets down the clipboard and turns on the sink to wash her hands, she’s cute. She’s nothing like the kind Harry would go for. His usual prey would be at the bar, lonely, maybe going through a breakup, but he knew for sure that by the end of the night she would be in his bed. Y/N on the other hand looked like too pure for him, and he hated that look.

From his experience Harry had learned that girls like Y/N believed that they were too good for a guy like him. Girls like Y/N, with an innocent smile, soft skin, and soft voices, tended to only use him for one thing, to make their parents upset. Harry had seen it time and time again, it was only a matter of weeks before the girl would crush his heart and move on to someone better.

“I don’t feel anything,” Harry stated.

Harry had grown numb to just about everything. He couldn’t feel the punches thrown at him, he couldn’t feel his emotions, it all just seemed gone to him. He didn’t mind though, no emotions meant he couldn’t get hurt, and no pain meant he was unstoppable.

or

Boxer Harry Styles highers, incredibly perky Y/N as his on-call nurse.

Part One


Harry wasn’t sure which he hated the most, expression his emotions, or having to handle them.

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#pining!draco #parseltongue #quidditch

Prompts: @yxxn-g1
Author: @queenofthyme

There may have been fourteen players on the field but Draco only had eyes for one. Fast, lean, focused, Potter was like a bullet the way he shot across the Quidditch pitch. The other seeker didn’t stand a chance. 

“No wonder you didn’t want me to come,” Blaise said from beside Draco, breaking him from his trance.

It was true – he didn’t want Blaise to come. Some of the eighth years had set up their own Quidditch club. Draco wasn’t a part of it, of course, but that didn’t mean he didn’t wake up ridiculously early every morning so he could watch them, well, Potter, play.

Draco, of course – he had the worst luck, made the mistake of stepping on that creaking floorboard by Blaise’s bed – he usually avoided it but the early starts had started to make his brain a little foggy.

Blaise hadn’t been too happy at being awoken before the sun itself, but the more Draco pushed for him to go back to sleep, the more curious he had become. In the end, he insisted Draco take him with him.

Draco forced his eyes to land on another player before replying. "What do you mean by that?“

Blaise snorted. "Come on, Draco, it’s pretty obvious why you’re here.”

Draco kept his face straight ahead, avoiding Blaise’s knowing eyes. “I enjoy Quidditch.”

“Maybe you enjoy it a little too much.”

Draco averted his eyes as Potter flew into his line of vision. That was hardly his fault. He turned to Blaise. “I don’t know what you mean.”

Blaise smirked. “I think you know exactly what I mean.” Blaise jerked his head out to the field. “Heads up, lover boy.”

Draco turned back to find Potter hurtling towards them, the snitch at the edge of the pitch where they sat in the stands. With his Quidditch robes flying behind him and a fierce determination in his eyes, Potter looked like a dream. In fact, Draco had had this very dream, maybe with a few minor adjustments to the rest of Potter’s clothing. (What clothing?)

Potter’s hand closed around the snitch – close enough that Draco could have leaned forward and snatched it up himself – and a low hissing sound escaped his mouth. Draco felt the sound in his entire body.

Potter twisted his broom with ease, avoiding impact with the stand, and flew back to his team, his hand raised high, showing off his win.

Draco slumped back – he had somehow found himself at the very tip of his seat, leaning into the pitch. His heart pounded against his chest, as if it wished to escape.

“What was that?” Blaise asked.

Draco waved a hand dismissively, focusing on calming his heartbeat. “It’s parseltongue. Potter use to – does speak it.”

“That’s not what I –“ Blaise paused. His voice grew mocking. “Oh no.”

Draco looked over to Blaise, alarmed. “What?”

Blaise smiled – it stretched over his face slowly. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

“No, I didn’t!” Draco crossed his legs nervously. He immediately regretted it when Blaise’s eyes were drawn to the action, widening at the implication.

“You did!” Blaise clapped his hands together. He was enjoying this. “You pervert! Potter’s snake tongue has got you all hot and bothered.”

“You’re being ridiculous,” Draco insisted. “Why would – “ Draco spotted Potter flying back up to the stand and his voice faltered. The snitch was nowhere to be seen.

Blaise leaned into Draco to whisper: “Better keep your legs crossed.”

Draco blushed. “I AM NOT HA - Potter!” Draco yelled as Potter approached. “Good catch.” Great form. Amazing body.

Potter dismounted his broom, considerably less gracefully then he flew. “Thanks, Malfoy” he said, one hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. “I didn’t know you were - I mean, did you want to play? Is that why you’re here? Because I can – “

“I’m fine,” Draco interrupted. He didn’t fancy making a fool of himself.

“Draco prefers to watch,” Blaise added. Draco shot him a murderous look. Blaise. Was. Dead.

Luckily, Potter didn’t catch on to the meaning. He shuffled on the spot. “Oh, okay then. If you change your mind, let – “

“Why do you - when you - why do you do that?” Draco blurted out before Potter could leave.

Potter tilted his head, staring at Draco intently with puckered eyebrows, confusion clear on his face.

“He means why do you speaks parseltongue when you catch the snitch,” Blaise translated.

Potter’s face relaxed; he laughed sheepishly. “You heard that? It’s just something that happens when I’m not concentrating on what I’m saying.” Potter paused to think about it. “You know, when I’m reacting instinctively.”

“Reacting instinctively hmm?” Blaise repeated, his whole face alight. “That must happen quite a bit huh, Potter?” Blaise said with a painfully obvious wink, nudging Draco as he did.

“Yeah, actually, it’s – “ Blaise’s implication must have hit Potter a second too late. He fumbled over his words. “What are you - Oh I didn’t mean - that’s not - I mean, you don’t need to - um.” Potter closed his mouth firmly, a blush creeping over his cheeks. Draco could see the cogs in Potter’s mind working overtime, trying to find an escape. Draco felt quite the same way. Blaise was worse than dead.

“I should get back to the team,” Potter said, after a telling pause, mounting his broom.

“Bye, Potter,” Blaise said sweetly. “Draco looks forward to the opportunity to hear your parseltongue once more.”

Potter hissed again, low and breathy. Draco didn’t require a translation to know Potter was swearing.

“He means during Quidditch,” Draco quickly covered up, crossing his legs tighter and internally vowing to destroy Blaise for the most mortifying experience of his life.

“No I – “

Draco clapped a hand over Blaise’s mouth before he could ruin Draco’s day further. Draco tried to smile at Potter, his face burning.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” Potter said, his face just as aflame as Draco’s. “Our next Quidditch meet,” he explained when Draco remained silent.

Draco nodded a little too enthusiastically once he understood Potter’s meaning, already anticipating the next time he might hear Potter make that hissing sound again. “Yeah, see you tomorrow, Potter.”

more like this l @queenofthyme

Well, That’s Embarrassing (Pennywise oneshot)

Request by @agespenst: An imagine where Penny walks in on you masturbating and moaning and he runs to you thinking you’re hurting yourself, and you embarrassingly have to explain bc he doesn’t know the shit humans do


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You were home alone for the night. Pennywise would usually hang around from time, but there were no signs of him tonight, you figured that he must be out doing other things. You put the thought to the side as you laid there in bed, you sighed, putting down the book that you were currently reading. You weren’t able to focus on it anymore, for the whole day you had been achingly aroused for no apparent reason. You shifted around on the mattress a few more times before letting out a frustrated grunt. You let your hand fall down to your thigh, your fingers roaming over the bareskin skin in no specific pattern below the shorts you were wearing. You shivered as it made chills run up into spin, goosebumps gathering up on your skin. Your sex had started to ache so much that you could feel your heartbeat settling in it.


“Fuck it.” You whispered to yourself. You brought your hands back up your body, stopping quickly at the edge of your shorts to unbutton them. You spread your legs apart enough so you could easily slip your hands into them. You bit your lip as your hands brushed against your exposed mound, you laid your head back into the pillow, closing your eyes, letting your fingers explore your own body. You let your middle finger settle gently into your folds, teasing yourself as you felt how wet you were becoming. A soft sigh escaped your lips as you let a finger seep in deeper into your core, your brought your other hand down into your shorts, running a finger over your swollen clit this time as you began to pump your fingers in and out of yourself. You let your hips grind into your hands as your sounds started to get louder. You moaned, letting yourself drift away in the ecstasy of you upcoming release. This is what you had been craving all day. Your back began to arch off the bed.


You moaned out, letting your fingers sink in deeper as you thrust in and out of yourself, while rubbing circles into your clit diligently. You gasped feeling yourself getting close to the edge. “Oh, fuck..” You whimpered. Your eyes were shut tight as you were completely oblivious to any of your surrounding. You were reach your peak as you felt the first few slivers of orgasm washing over you, you were so close.


Just when you felt yourself begging to come, breathe grew faster as you moaned brokenly out into your room. But your orgasm was cut short by a jarring shake to the side of to bed. Your eyes snapped open to Pennywise standing over you, looking down at you in a very quizzical way as he investigated the scene. You helped out in shock and ripped your hands for your shorts. “Holy shit!” You yelled.


“Why were you screaming?” His face scrunched, looking at you. “Are you hurt?”


You covered your face. You could feel yourself getting red in embarrassment, not know Im how I’m the fix to explain this to him. He wasn’t well versed in human behavior and all. It was also most comical as the thought of having the sex talk with a clown crossed your mind. Jesus, you thought to yourself. You took in a breathe and sat up, bringing your legs up to your chest as you glanced up at him. “I’m not hurting.. I was just doing something that humans do.. To relieve stress.”


“Screaming makes you feel better?” He said curling his lip as lowered himself into the bed.


Your cheeks turned a bright scarlet, “No. Uhm..” You took in a breathe not even believing this conversation. “Look. It’s something called masturbation. Let’s leave it at that.” You said quickly, feeling weird about explaining.


He like at you dumbfound as his eyes studied you. He squinted, “What is it’s purpose?”


You chewed your lip, you brought your hands up to your face to pinch the beidge of your nose. “It feels.. Good.”


“I’ve never seen someone scream because they felt good.” He said curiously, his eyes trailed down to where your hands had been previously.


You noticed him looking and swallowed hard. “It’s possible.” You said nervously.


His gaze shot back up to yours, a dark look in his eyes. He began to reach out towards your shorts, making your heart slip a beat. “And if I did it..?”


Your hands dig into the bed as you tried to keep your breathing steady, but it wasn’t any use, surely he could already sense your rapidly growing heart rate. “I.. I.” Was all you could muster. Before you said another word, his hands had already pulled your shorts halfway down as it inched closer to your sex. He let his hand brush against it, testing your reaction. He didn’t seem disappointed by the gasp that left you as he continues dragging his hand down your slit. Running his tongue over his lips, he pulled his hand back to his mouth, ripping half of the glove away to expose his fingers. It was the first time you hand ever seen his actual hand. Most of the time the gloves were only off after his anger had caused his claws to rip through them. His hands were a pale, off-white color, just like his face paint. You moved one of your legs, spreading them a bit wider to give him the access that he wanted.


He lowered his hand slowly again, letting his bare fingers run against you, you moaned when he hovered over your clit, barely touching it. Your hand held his in place over your clit as you grinded into his hand, being grateful for the delightful friction. “There.. Right there.. Please.” You moaned, pushing his fingers down to your entrance. He breathed out, grunting as he slide in fingers into you. You bit down on your lip, lifting yourself up to get better leverage as you rocked yourself back and forth. He smiled, his teeth peeking through his lips as he watched you in pure curiosity and satisfaction as you moaned, writhing against his hand to pleasure yourself.


“Shit, I’m gonna come.” You frowned out as one of your hands wrapped around his arm.


“Where are you going?” He growled.


A small smirk left your lips. “No.. no. That’s not what I-Oh!” Your sentence was interrupted by your climax. You threw your head back, grinding harder against his fingers as you could feel them rubbing against your G-spot. “Fuck, Penny!” You rode your orgasm out until you finally came to a slow moving stop. You took a deep breath, allowing yourself to come back to your sense before you leaned your head back up. Penny was wide eyed as he pulled his fingers out of you, he lifted them back up to his face to inspect why they were wet. His tongue slide fro between his lips as he dragged it across his fingers, getting a taste of you.


You bit your lip as you watched him, getting turned on all over again by the sight. “Does that explain?” You giggled.


He smiled with a blink. “I’ve never made a human scream for a good reason before.”


You licked your lips as leaned up into him. “Wanna do it again?” You said with a wicked smirk.

Possible Future

Summary: In the middle of the night, Bucky shows up in your house with his son in his arms looking for someone to talk to.

This is my submission for @whotheeffisbucky AU Writing Challenge! . My choice was single parent au

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words:1775

Warnings: Fluffy, so much fluff.

Thank you @drinkfantasy for beta this for me you are amazing. 

credits to the gif owners

Originally posted by sebstanslaugh

It is a beautiful Saturday night, the weather is warm, the stars are shining and your apartment smells like fresh baked cookies. What else could a girl want? You are almost falling asleep on your couch when you hear your doorbell ring. Who would visit you at 8 p.m on a Saturday night without previous notice?

When you open the door, you are not surprised to see Bucky with his son, Grant, in his arms on the other side. If someone was going to show up at your house without being invited this someone would be Bucky Barnes. Not that you mind, you loved to spend time with him and his little boy.

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Soulmate AU idea

So I had this stupid idea, idk if it’s been done already but here we go:

Soulmate AU where, everytime your soulmate is listening to a song/music (It also counts if they’re the one making the music, if that makes sense), you can hear it too. This leads to a bunch of situations, for example:

“Wtf they’re listening to this again? It’s been like 20 times today!”

Being almost asleep and suddenly, DEATH METAL OF DOOM 

Or, on a more pleasant note, hearing your soulmate sing before you go to bed every night and then one day the singing just stops

Trying to be productive while your soulmate is listening to some ass loud music, and so you try to cover the noise by putting your own music over them. War ensues

Being on the bus with only one earbud in, listening to a song not very well-known, when suddenly the person next to you starts humming the exact same thing you’re listening to

Growing up, hearing your soulmate sing almost everyday, until one day you see them on TV and they’ve become famous

Noticing that your soulmate is listening to depressing/sad music these days and trying to cheer em’ up by putting on your favorite songs

A lot of people trying to meet their soulmates at concerts of an artist they know the other likes

Soulmates who have found each other making little playlists for when they’re away from one another

Not hearing anything because your soulmate is deaf

Living your life with an almost constant soundtrack, because your soulmate really loves music

And of course, trying to communicate with your soulmate via songs and music, which is harder than it seems

Little Beautifuls

All the little beautiful things you notice Tom does~

• When he packs for his trips he rolls everything up instead of folding because he thinks it saves space

• If he’s eating mashed potato and peas in a meal he always mixes the peas in with the mashed potato because he can’t stand them, so he finds them easier to eat that way

• The way he wiggles his nose side to side when he’s bored

• He’ll always sort of wrap his fingers around your elbow when you’re laying against him on the couch, drawing circles with his index finger

• The way he puts gel in his hair and combs it through. You can just see the focus on his face.

• When he’s thinking about something, he always scratches the back of his ear

• The brief moment just before he wakes up properly where he puts his arm out to touch you. It’s his little ‘good morning’. He does it every day. So if you’ve gotten up early for whatever reason he’ll call and ask you where you are and if you’re okay.

• Every now and then he’ll whip out his guitar and ask you “any requests my darlin?”

• He puts lemon in his water now because “everyone does it love”

• He always keeps a teaspoon in his tea because he just loves stirring it, he says it keep his mind occupied

• When he’s just got out of the shower, with a clean tshirt and clean sweatpants on, he always leaves his hair a little bit damp and you love that so much

• Every morning, when he puts his chain on, he tells you to kiss it because it gives him luck apparently

• He gets you to keep a lint roller in your handbag because he likes to keep his jeans clean

• The way he kisses your temples when you hug him

• If you have a bath together, every now and then he asks if he can lay back on you instead of you on him.

• The little head nudge he does on your shoulder when he wants your attention

• He brings you a coffee and an apple every morning. It’s your little tradition.

• The way he closes his eyes for a second when you put your hand on the back of his neck

• On your drives together he’ll put your window up if he even sees you shiver just a little

• The little sleepy hold of his chest he does when he starts drifting to sleep on the couch

• He’s always humming little tunes in the mornings

• If you’re laying in his lap, and you’ve had a long day, he strokes your nose with his thumb, lulling you to sleep

• He sometimes twists your hair around his fingers, even doing little braids, and you find it so soothing.

• “I love you, my love.”

• He always makes sure you eat before he does, he sees that as very gentlemanly

• “Your heart is my favourite thing.”

• The big grin he gives you when you show him how you’ve done your makeup. He loves it when you’re feeling confident.

• The respect he has for your parents

• He’ll always fluff your pillow for you before you get into bed

• The way he lingers around your neck when he’s kissing it just so he can smell your perfume

• If you’re getting changed, he’ll sit on the bed, admiring you, taking you all in

• Knuckle kisses

• The knee squeezes he gives you when you’re upset, and holding your head against his chest

• Kissing your eyelids in the morning, to wake you up

• And the little wink he gives you when he closes the apartment door, every time he leaves to work for the next few months, the last little beautiful gesture you see for a while

BTS Reactions | He finds out you love him

Not sure how to go about this, just hang tight ARMY, constructive criticism welcome ♡ 

MASTERLISTS

Jin 

Originally posted by bwiseoks

You shoved Jungkook as he continued to tease you about your crush on Jin. It was pretty embarrassing, apparently you had spit the detail out to him the night before, when you were drunk. “Kookie” you whined and pouted, hoping it would make him shut up. “Look Noona” Kook said, raising his brows to mention towards the elder member walking into the dorm with his cell phone at hand. You glared at Kook before you punched his shoulder and tried to get away from him. “Ow Noona!” he groaned, causing Jin to look up, confused. “Y/N, why are you hitting Jungkook?” he asked as he sat down beside you. You opened your mouth to respond but Kookie beat you to it. “She’s upset cause I’ve been teasing her about being in love with you hyung” Kook said casually. Jin’s cheeks turned pink and yours did as well. “I’m so sorr-” Jin cut you off with a shy smile. “I love you too y/n” he confessed. 

“How long have you felt this way?” he asked.

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4 O’Clock || pjm

TREAT

Pairing: JIMIN X READER

Summary: Your roommate keeps bringing boys over and you have thin walls. but that gives you a good excuse to go nap in your crush’s dorm.

Genre: fluff, college au

Length: 0.9k

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIMIN!! also i totally didnt write a thing because i knew this would be the perfect gif nope

Originally posted by herthealbum

Mornings were Jimin’s favourite time of the day, the morning chorus would begin with a few birds at first, always singing a new tune with a sky streaked with pinks and purples as a background. But all of it was broken when he heard the door to his dorm slam open, turning in alarm to watch you rush in with your cheeks a dark shade of red.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” He asked turning on his balcony to face you with his arms crossed, the thin white curtains fluttered slightly in the wind and Jimin tried to suppress any feelings of happiness form showing on his face as he tried to make you explain the reason why you had barged into his dorm so early.

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angry/jealous sex

jin

“god. I cant believe you jin!” you yelled as the two of you stormed into your shared apartment, jin slaming the door behind him.

“well i cant believe you either y/n!” he retorted back at your, practically throwing his shoes off.

the two of you went to a dinner that night with the other members. the whole car ride to the fancy restaurant was strangely quiet, but you didnt ask jin about it. when you guys got the restaurant, he barely spoke a word to you. 

you were talking to jungkook beside you when  you heard jin speak, “yah! namjoon, i know y/n looks like a slut tonight but keep your eyes up here.” your eyes bulged out of your head as he finished his sentence. you looked down at your dress, sure, your boobs were kind of showing, but you wouldnt call yourself a slut. 

you angrily stood up and walked out of the resturant, hearing jin groan from behind you as he excused you two from the table for the night. 

so now, the two of you stood facing eachother, eyes narrowed at each other, breathing heavely. 

“i cant believe you would call me a slut in front of your friends.” you groaned, your hand coming to rest on your forehead. 

instantly, something clicked in jin. his head turned to the side a bit, and his eyes scanned your entire body. “ well that’s just what you are isnt y/n? a slut.”

you were about to snap at him, but was cut off by him pushing you up agaisnt the wall behind you. 

“ you like the feeling of all these peoples’ eyes on you dont you?” he spoke lowly into your ear as his hands roamed your entire body. “ you like knowing that all those little boys were imagining doing things to you- dirty things.” your breath hitched in your throat at his words. his lips sucking on your jaw and neck as his hands moved underneath your dress. “those are just little boys though y/n, let me show you what a man can do to please you.” 

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suga

there your boyfriend was, sitting on the couch that you left him on earlier that day. by just standing in the doorway you could tell that he didnt do any of the chores you told him to do. 

“so yoongi, is all of the cleaning done?” you asked him as you took off your shoes, causing him to jump a little due to not hearing you come in. 

“uh no.” he responded, taking his feet off the coffee table. 

you sighed, “of course you didn’t, im the only one who needs to clean.” you walked into the kitchen and saw the pile of dirty dishes in the sink. 

now you heard yoongi stand up from his position and come into the kitchen.”what?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“i said that i’m the only one who ever cleans around here.” you repeated yourself, preparing for the fight that was about to begin. 

“i clean around here.” he stated, coming closer to you.

“really when? because i havent noticed.”  

he then pushed you against the kitchen counter, his hands on the counter behind  you so you couldn’t move. “i do the laundry, i clean the bathroom and i sweep. so i do clean around here.”

the closeness between  youtwo, made you almost forget what you were fighting about as he spoke those words. “fine, you do help a little, but not doing the chorse i tell you t-” you were cut off by him basically smashing his lips onto your own. 

“shut up and let me fuck you now yeah?” he said as he pulled back quickly, you only gettign enough time to nod before he’s ripping both of your clothes off and fucking you abruptly on the kitchen counter. it was messy, and it really did not help get your apartment any cleaner. 

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jhope

he was furious. beyond angry. he wasnt your normal sunshine that you and everyone else has come to love. his face was blushed red from yelling. veins in his neck were very prominent. his eyebrows were furrowed and he looked extremely hot. sure, you didn’t like him being mad at you but, he just looked so damn good. 

he sighed, “i cant keep yelling anymore y/n.” he said and sat down on the couch, his head in his hands. 

“then dont.” you smirked, coming closer to your boyfriend.

“what?” he looked up at you.

“fuck me instead.” now the both of you were smirking, the fight leaving your guys’ minds as you climbed onto his lap. his hands immediately gripped onto your waist, and you starting to grind down onto his member. his lips attached themselves onto your neck, biting harshly, making sure to leave marks. soft moans fell from your lips as your tilted your head back and closed your eyes. his hands now letting go of your hips and starting to rip off your clothing instead. 

your breaths mixed together for the rest of the night. his roughs, still kinda angry thrusts made you forget everything that happened a few hours before. 

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rap monster

you have never seen him like this before. his nosrils flaring, his chest moving fast from heavy breathing and his eyes narrowed at you. his hands were even flinching at his sides. 

you guys had been fighting for almost a hour now, over somethng that didnt even matter anymore. you were furious at him, you wanted to keep fighting with him, but as his previous actions faded away and turned into lust, you knew it was over.

“come here baby girl.” he demanded, anger still laced in his voice. you followed his command and walked the few steps towards him until you were directly infront of him. “i think youve been quite mean to daddy tonight, maybe you should make it up to him, and he might do the same to you.” you nodded in response, his words fading your anger away and filling it with lust. “good. now strip.”

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jimin

jimin rarely got mad, but he did get jealous- extremely jealous. so, when he was pushing you back into his bedroom and away from the boys, you werent really surprised. 

“jimin, what is it now?” you asked, your arms crossing over your chest. 

his eyes scanned your body before responding, “look what youre wearing.” 

your head and eyes looked down to see your outfit; your sleeping shorts, that you guess are pretty short, and a tank top. 

“all of the boys were looking at you, biting their lips, scanning your body.” he spoke as he walked closer to you, pulling your hips into his. thats when you felt it, his hard member poking into your hip. “they want you baby, but they cant have you since youre mine. only mine.” 

“yes jimin, i’m only yours.” you smirked at him, loving where this was going. 

he smashed his lips onto yours and pushed you down onto the bed, him landing softly on top of you. his hands went up the sides of your body roughly, and his hips grinded into your own. 

“i want you to be extra loud this time, make the others remember who you belong to.” he whispered into your ear before biting down onto your neck, a loud moan leaving your lips instantly, “thats it baby, be loud.” 

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he was pinning you onto the bed, his whole weight on you so you couldnt move. you had made him mad, so you were expecting this. 

“youve made me very mad kitten. i think you should be punished.” his raspy voice spoke. 

almost instantly, you were stripped from your clothes and sprawled over his lap on your stomach. his hands roamed your ass before giving your right ass cheek a quick slap. the fabric of his jeans rubbing against your stomach since he was still fully dressed. “count every spanking or i start over. understand kitten?” he asked. 

“yes daddy.” you responded. 

your punishment went for another 19 spankings, your ass red as hell and tears streaming down your face in pleasure and pain- a feeling  you loved. 

“youve taken your punishment very well kitten. i think its time for your reward,” taehyung said, a smile spreading across his face as his long fingers started to play with the lips of your pussy. you bit your lip, trying to hold in your moans from the pleasure he was giving you. suddenly, a hand came down on your sore ass cheek, causing you to yelp out. “stop holding back, let me hear your pretty moans y/n.” 

with that, for the rest of the night, all that was heard were your moans and screams of pleasure and other erotic noises. 

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jungkook

he glared at you from across the club, not believing what you were doing. you knew he was watching, it was all apart of your plan. angry jealous sex is what you have been craving recently, so that is what you will get. 

you were standing infront of jimin, your hands running up and down his thighs as you leaned over a little, trying to push your boobs into his face.

“uh y/n, i dont know what youre doing, but i think you should stop.” jimin spoke to you, a bit taken a back and frightened. he saw the way jungkook was looking at the two of you and it was not good. 

“nono jimin, its all part of my plan. i need really good sex tonight.” you reassured jimin, a smirk almost instantly spreading across his face, 

“well i think its working because hes coming over here now, and he does not look happy.” suddenly, you felt a warm hand grip your wrist and spin you around.

“y/n. its time to go.” jungkook spoke calmly, but you could see the way his eyes pierced into yours, and how his jaw was clenched, that he was beyond pissed. you nodded to him and followed behind him as he started walking towards the exit, but not before smirking and winking back at jimin. 

as soon as you were outside, jungkook pushed you up against the brick wall outside the club. 

“you should know how i feel when men look at the way jimin hyung was looking at you like that y/n.” jungkook growled lowly into your ear, his hands griping your hips. “you’re mine. no one looks at whats mine like that.” you were about to respond until his warm mouth bite down on your neck, the cold fall breeze instantly cooling it. “im going to have to mark you everywhere so everyone knows whats mine.” 

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anonymous asked:

can you do one where harry comes into st mungos where draco works all injured and stuff and they like reconnect?

bit cliche soz


“Okay Mr. Potter, Healer Malfoy will be with you in a second.” Harry thanked the nurse and she left. He only realized what she said once she was gone. His eyes widened as the door opened to reveal platinum blonde hair that he was so familiar with.

“Okay, what seems to be the-” Malfoy paused abruptly. “Potter?” Harry sat up quickly and groaned at the white hot pain that shot through his body. “You probably shouldn’t move.” He commented in an amused voice. Harry offered him a sarcastic smile. “So, what happened?” Asked Malfoy, waving his wand over Harry’s body.

“I was working a case and I got hexed and I… fell down a hill.” Draco started to smile. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand. “A little unprofessional to laugh at a patient, isn’t it?” Said Harry, starting to grin.

Draco shook his head. “Sorry.” He tried to say through the laughter. “You have a broken rib and it looks like you sprained your ankle. Other than that it’s just cuts and bruises, but those I can fix easily.” He stated as he ran his thumb over a cut on Harry’s cheek.

Malfoy moved his wand slowly over Harry. “So you’re a healer now?” Asked Harry.

Draco nodded. “Yeah. It feels good to actually help people. I guess I felt like I needed to put some good out into the world. Probably just been spending too much time with Luna.”

Harry chuckled. “I think it’s admirable. Besides, Luna’s always right about these types of things.”

“What types of things?”

“About us. About who we are as people. I remember when I first got my job as an Auror she told me that I wouldn’t like it very much.”

“Well, she was wrong about that wasn’t she?” Draco had healed all his minor injuries and started looking through the cabinets for something to fix up the major ones.

“I don’t think she was. I’m kinda done with the whole ‘hero’ thing.” Harry told him truthfully.

Draco chuckled (which definitely did not make Harry’s heart skip a beat) and walked back over to bed where Harry laid. “I should think so. You saved the Wizarding World, I think it’s okay for you to take a break. Drink this.” He said, handing him a potion that Harry had no clue what it did.

He scrunched up his face in disgust which made Draco smile. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile before.” Draco blushed as he poured out another potion. “It suits you.”

“Shut up and drink this.” He shoved the cup toward him though there was no real malice in his voice. “This may sting a bit.” With a wave of his wand, Harry felt his ankle crack back into place.

“Oh, that didn’t hurt at a- OW!” Draco smiled amusingly. “I’m guessing my rib is fixed.” Draco started laughing quietly. He muttered an apology which Harry graciously accepted.

“You’re all better now. Just try not to do anything too strenuous and take some days off from work.” He helped Harry sit up. “You need a break.”

Harry smiled at him. “Thanks.” He stood up so that he was eye to eye with Draco. “It was nice talking to you.”

Draco nodded. “And you, Potter.” Harry held out his hand for Draco to shake and he took it. Harry sighed and opened the door to leave. Draco stood there, smiling to himself when the door opened again.

“Hey, Draco.”

Draco grinned at the use of his first name. “Yes?”

“Do you want to go out with me sometime?”

“Like on a date?”

Harry smirked and nodded. “Yeah, like on a date. Does that scare you?”

Draco scoffed. “You wish.”

The Arrangement  (pt 8)

The next few weeks were truly the happiest you had been in a long, long time. You were falling more in love with Jimin as each day passed by and he never hesitated to tell you that he too felt the same. 

You two were practically inseperable. He would even come surprise you at work for lunch every now and then and he loved the way your face lit up when he walked through your office door with lunch in hand. 

One day, you heard a knock on your door a few minutes before lunch and you smiled, guessing it was your loving husband. But to your surprise, it was your father and another male behind him who you recognized as Taehyung, one of Jimin’s best friends.

“Appa, hi!” you squealed as you got out of your chair and practically ran to hug your father. 

“Hi Y/N” he chuckles. 

“Hello Taehyung!” you say to Taehyung as he flashes you a smile. “Both of you, come sit!”

After sitting down on the couches in your office, you suddenly wonder why Taehyung was there in the first place. You had seen him a few times after the wedding and Jimin had told you that he was one of his closest friends, but you didn’t really know much else about Taehyung, other than the fact that his family was also into a similar business.

“Y/N, you’re probably wondering why I’ve brough Taehyung here today” your father says as you nod your head. “Our companies will be starting a new project this week. I’ve sent the details to your email just recently but I would like if you could take this project on in my place dear. Taehyung’s father would like for him to lead the project as well” he said.

“Oh, I think I just opened up that email. Don’t worry appa, whatever project it is, I’m sure me and Taehyung can handle it” you say confidently. This wasn’t the first time your father had thrown a project out of the blue for you, but you loved the challenge and always exceeded his expectations. He was confident in handing over the entire business to you.

“Yes sir, like Y/N said, I’m confident that we can succeed in this project. This will be great for both our companies” Taehyung said.

“I’m really glad to hear it, kids. We’re leaving this entire thing to you both, so need to get our approval for anything, ok? With that said, Y/N, Taehyung will be temporarily working here in this building with some of his staff for the duration of this project. However long it takes for you finish.” your father said.

“Oh of course, that will make things easier! We have more than enough space for you, Taehyung” you say with a warm smile.

“Thank you for having us!” Taehyung said.


When Jimin found out that you and Tae were going to be working on a new project at work, he was happy. Two very important in his life were getting the chance to know eachother. He was trying to figure out a way to get you and his friends to hang out more and maybe even get introduced to your friends, but there wasn’t really much time. Plus, he wanted you all to himself.

Unfortunately though, this project was just extra work for both you and Tae on top of the work you normally had, so you spent more and more time at work. Jimin would often come home to an empty house which would remain empty for a few hours. You would walk in, tired from a long day and he missed spending time with you. 

You too had missed coming home on time and spending time with Jimin. He woud still surprise you with lunch every now and then, but Taehyung was also there too. But things were going really well you thought. You were having fun with this project and Taehyung was fun to work with. He told you lots of stories about Jimin and that always put a smile on your face. And you thought you relationship with Jimin was getting stronger despite not seeing eachother as much. You even celebrated your first anniversary together. One year ago, you would have disregarded this day and cursed it. But your anniversary now actually meant something to the both of you. 


One Saturday morning, you woke up to an empty bed. Usually you woke up in Jimins arms, but he was no where to be seen. You quickly got out of bed to head to the bathroom, but you suddenly felt dizzy and had to steady yourself. You thought nothing of it and freshened up in the bathroom before heading out to find you husband. You had walked out of your shared room only to find Jimin cooking away in the kitchen. 

You stood there, just watching him as he stuggled to make whatever it was he was trying to make. Jimin looked up to find you with a big smile on your face. “Morning wifey! I’m making us breakfast! Did I wake you? I’m sorry. I’m not entirely done, but look I finished the stew!” he said as he walked to the table which was mostly set. You walked closer and to be honest, you were quite impressed. 

Jimin opened the lid to the stew and that’s when it all hit you at once. The smell from all the food overwhelmed you and you threw your hands to cover your mouth as you ran to the bathroom. Jimin got scared when he saw you run out of the kitchen. Was the food that bad? He ran after you seconds later and he found you on the bathroom floor, throwing up into the toilet. He held your hair up and he felt so bad. He didn’t mean for you to throw up. He even tried the food and he thought it tasted somewhat decent. “Sweetheart I’m so sorry, I didn’t think the food was that bad” he said.

Despite leaning over the toilet, you couldn’t help but laugh at how cute he was being. You knew it wasn’t because of the food. “Sweets, can you please hand me my phone?” you say, as you flush the toilet, feeling somewhat better. Jimin runs out and returns a few seconds later with a water bottle and phone in hand. You immediately open up your period tracker and to your surprise you’re…almost 3 weeks late. You were surprised to say the least. You had just been so busy these last few weeks that you didn’t even realize. 

Jimin peaks over your shoulder and soon, he too registers what you were looking at. He immediately opened one of the bathroom drawers and shoves a box of pregnancy tests into your hands.

“What the hell? Where’d you get these from?” you ask in disbelief.

“I just figured we would need it at some point in the future so I picked it up a few weeks ago. Thats not important though, just do it already!” he says, excitedly. He walks out of the bathroom and closes the door behind him. “I’ll be right outside Y/N! Take your time” he says. 

Jimins mind started to race. You two had been married for about a little over a year now, and he really just liked the way his life was right now. Did you both even have time for a kid? But at the same time, the thought of having mini you’s or mini hims around the house, his heart swelled. As for you, you knew you always wanted to be a mother. You loved kids and have wanted one for youself when the time came. But was this the time? You and Jimin had discussed having kids, but for the future. Although you felt like it was soon, you couldn’t help but tear up when you thought about holding a baby of your own in your arms. 

Jimin paced around the bathroom door for what felt like hours. He was practically shaking from anticipation. He ran his hands through his hair nervously and tried to take deep breaths to calm himself down. As he paced, he heard the door open behind him. He had never turned around so quickly in his life. He looked at you wide eyed, trying to find the answer in your eyes. You eyes were slightly glazed and he noticed you had not one, but three tests in your hands. 

“I’m…I’m pregnant” you say as a tear falls from your eyes and you smile. Jimin just stares at you for a moment, letting your announcement sink in. And once it does, he practically runs to you and pulls you into a tight hug as he spins you around. 

You both are laughing and giggling and crying all at once. He places you down and kisses you tenderly. “Y/N, you have no idea how happy I am right now” he says. 

“So, we’re doing this? We’re going to be parents?” you ask, smiling through the tears. 

“We’re going to be parents” he confirms, as he kisses you again


A few weeks after you took the test, you also confirmed it with a doctor and she set your mind at ease when she said the baby seemed healthy so far. Soon after, you and Jimin went to the store and bough 2 pairs of baby shoes and gifted them to your parents, who were more than happy that they all practically cried. 

However, the media had found out about your little trip to the store and soon picture were leaked with you and baby shoes in hand. You had no choice but to confirm the news and urged the media to give you your space for the duration of the pregnancy. Soon, it seemed like the whole country was congratulating you. 


You walked into work the following Monday when a bouqet of flowers was quite literally shoved into your face as you entered your office. You grabbed onto the flowers and peaked behind them to see Taehyung behind them. 

“CONGRATS Y/N!” he practically yells.

“oh my gosh, tae you scared me! Thank you, these are gorgeous” you say as you look at the flowers. Over the course of the project, you and Taehyung had got quite close and even resorted to nicknames.

“How far along are you? Is it a boy or girl? I’m the godfather right? of course I am.” he said, excitedly. “omg is it kicking already?”

“Kim Taehyung, I’m going to need you to calm down a little. I’m only about 2 months in. The baby is probably the size of a peanut and so no, I don’t know whether or not it’s a boy or girl. And we can talk godfather much, much later” you say as you walk to your desk. You don’t have to see him to know that he’s frowning. 

“But Tae, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something” you say as he sits down as well. “Jimin’s birthday is coming up and I wanted to plan a surprise party for him. Do you think you can help me coordinate things?” you ask. 

You had wanted to do something nice for your husband for his birthday since you couldn’t do anything for his last birthday. You had already found his gift, but you needed help with the party details. 

“Of course I’ll help. He’s my best friend!” he exclaims. 

So instead of work that day, you and taehyung sit and plan for a party two months away. 


Jimin knew something was going on. He noticed how you would fumble around, closing your browser when he was nearby. How you would hide your phone and eventually changed the passcode. But he knew who the texts were from. 

He noticed when sometimes you and taehyung would skip lunch to go do “business”. He noticed the secret glances you two shared whenever Taehyung was invited over. 

On one day that you claimed to be working late, Jimin was incredibly bored. He had invited Yoongi over to a local bar, but he ended up getting there early. The bar was one that he had frequented over the years. Jimin honestly just wanted to spend some time with you. Hell, he was just worried that you were over working yourself. And with the baby on the way? You should be working less!

As he drowned in his thoughts, he felt an arm slide up his back. It sent a shiver down his spine and he turned the face a unfortunate familiar face. “Jiah, what are you doing here?” he says, not even smiling. 

“oh come on minnie, we would come here often when we dated. I like this place too, you know” she said with a smirk on her face as she sat on in the seat next to you. 

“what do you want Jiah” Jimin said as he tried not to roll his eyes at his ex.

“Nothing. I’m just enjoying my evening” she said. “Shouldn’t you be spending time with the mom-to-be?” she asked, dryly. “oh wait, she’s out spending time with your best friend. Taehyung, was it?” she asked.

“How’d you know?” Jimin asks, suddenly annoyed.

“Those two frequent the mall I work at. They’re there at least once or twice a week. Oh…you didn’t know? Don’t tell me she’s out with him now? Oh right, this marriage was arranged right? It’s not like she’s obligated to love you, she’s free to love who she pleases. She has such a big smile around Taehyung. You know, that means you’re obligated to love whoever you want as well, Jimin” she says as she runs a finger along the outline of his face before she gets up and leaves. 

Yoongi walks in right at that moment, watching as Jiah walks out of the bar. “Hey, was that who I think it was? What the hell was she doing here? Did she sprout more nonsense?” Yoongi asks Jimin, sitting on the same seat that Jiah had just occupied. 

“What? no, she was just saying hi” Jimin said, not reallly paying attention. Because it had happened. The seed of doubt had been planted. 


The days turned into weeks and that seed of doubt was growing at full speed. Hell, it was practically a forest at this point. Jimin had started to increasingly doubt you, but you failed to notice. You were either busy with work, planning the party, or doctors appointments. 

Jimin wanted to believe you. He wanted so much to believe that you wouldn’t cheat on him. But literally everything seemd to prove that you were. He can’t remember the last time you two shared any physical affection and it seemed like you didn’t even care. The only time you put out for him was during your doctors appointments. 

So when you had suggested meeting for dinner at his favorite restaurant for his birthday, he agreed in a flash. He thought that maybe this dryspell would end and you two could go back to being normal. 

He had picked you up directly from work as per your orders and soon enough, you were sitting at one of the restaurants. He missed having alone time with you like this. 

“Happy Birthday, baby” you cooed as the waiter left after taking your order. It was crazy how much you could make his heart race with just those simple words. 

“Thank you, Y/N. Where’s my gift?” he asked, jokingly. You had blushed and stuttered a little. “It’s actually at home! I thought we could open it together later?” you asked. 

“Of course baby. You know you didn’t have to get me anything right?” he said with a warm smile. 

“I don’t care, I think you’ll really like it” you say. “Just try to gu-” you started, but were interrupted with a text. You grab your phone and as you read the text, you smile. You quickly type a reply and place the phone back on the table, smile still plastered on your face.

And just like that, the evening continued. Throughout dinner, your phone would buzz with texts and you always answered, even if you were interrupting Jimin in the middle of a conversation. You knew it was rude, but Taehyung was currently at home with some other people decorating the house and he kept asking you questions. You couldnt’ help but smile when thinking about how surprised Jimin was going to be. 

After you finished eating, you excused yourself to the bathroom, leaving your phone behind. Jimin was growing increasingly frustrated with you as you seemed to always be on your phone. Your phone buzzed again and Jimin wanted to take your phone and chuck it across the restaurant. Who the hell was texting you so much? He grabbed your phone and your phone lit up to the home screen.

Taehyung: Don’t worry Y/N, he won’t find out our secret


The car ride back home was very silent. The second you returned back to the table, you noticed the change in mood from Jimin. You were extremely uncomfortable with the silence and you wanted to lift his mood before his surprise party. As you pulled into your neighborhood, you gently placed your hands on Jimin’s hands that was on his lap and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Sweets, are you ok?” you ask, finally breaking the silence. 

But much to your surprise, he pushes your hand off. You were hurt to say the least. By now, Jimin had pulled into your garage. “Jimin.. “ you started.

“Just save it” he all but sneers at you. 

“Jimin.. what’s wrong?” you ask, extremely worried.

“JUST SHUT UP Y/N” he yells at you and you are genuinely scared. You shudder in fear. 

“B-Baby, what is it” you try again after a few moments. 

“I know about you and Taehyung” he says, moments later, anger clearly laced in his tone. 

“What?” you ask, confused. 

“Oh cut the act Y/N, I’m not stupid. Of all people to cheat on me with, it had to be with my best friend?” he says with venom in his voice. If looks could kill, you would be dead at the moment. 

“Baby, I think you’re misunderstanding something. I’m not cheating on you sweets” you say with a small smile, finally realizing why he was so upset. You try to grab his hand again but he pulls his hands away. 

“Don’t even pretend, you slut” he says, silentely, but loud enough for you to hear. You feel your heart start to crack.

“Jimin, calm down. I’m telling you the truth. And watch your words Jimin, don’t say something you will regret.” you warn.

“Regret? The only thing I regret is marrying you” he says. 

“Jim-” you try again but he interrupts you with one final blow. 

“Is the child even mine, Y/n?” 


A/N: OKAY SO i’ve been mia for like months now and I’m so incredibly sorry. Here is part 8. 
Please request for part 9~ AND PLS give me feedback!

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