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Mini Wal-Mart haul 👌
Noise canceling headphones, a Doctor Who tee, mint green nail polish, and a new notebook. We also got some things for my dad’s workplace, a Tacocat shirt for @wolfiewinston (along with Bai coconut water we picked up at the Dollar store), and some ducttape.

I wanted black nail polish (black goes with literally anything) but my dad refused, so I picked up a mint green one instead, cuz I like mint green a fuckin bunch.

Mint Green (M)

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Member: Min Yoongi

Words: 4224 Probably the longest smut I have ever written tho omfg


Anonymous requested:  Do you accept smut ?if you do could you do a yoongi smut ? Anything smutty would be nice * i’m a sinner*

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On a certain day at the coffee shop, you met a young, special fellow who had your favorite color as his haircolor. What you didn’t know, is that this guy’s only wish was to become YOUR special fellow.

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You absolutely had no doubts about it. Mint green was officially your favorite color.

Why?

Just because of several reasons.

You liked how the color mint green looked so refreshing. The color literally gave life to your life. Currently, mint green was the color of your nailpolish, the color of your phonecase (which was already getting damaged because the case was protecting your precious phone every single day) and ofcourse the color of the walls in your lovely, cozy apartment.

But that was not the main reason you liked mint green.

It was because of a certain young fellow, who happened to have the color of, surprise, surprise, mint green hair.

The name of this young fellow was Min Yoongi. Being the teasing brat you were, you sometimes even called him Mint Yoongi, finding the nickname quite hilarious. However Yoongi thought the opposite of it, so everytime you’d call him Mint Yoongi, he’d scoff at the nickname and stare at you in disbelief.

Being a coffee barista in a small coffee shop was not that exciting. Most of the time, you were just standing behind the cash register, taking orders of customers who desperately wanted their morning coffee so that they could survive their morning without being tired and sleepy.  

Every customer was the same, or so you thought it was. It would be mostly around 10 AM, when the first grumpy customer would enter the coffee shop and order a strong cup of cappuccino. Sometimes customers would be even making fun of your mint green nail polish, saying that the color was too bright to fit the color of your skin. Or that the color was too bright for your deadpanned face.

But when Min Yoongi entered the small coffee shop for the first time in his life, ordering a frappuccino as he looked at you with those lovely small brown orbs and complimented the color of your nail polish, you were fully convinced that not all the customers were the same as you thought.

Amongst all those flowers that looked exactly the same, there would be always that special flower that would stand out.

Min Yoongi was that special flower.

After your first encounter with the mint green haired boy, you found him regularly visiting the coffee shop, ordering his Frappuccino as usually. You learned that he moved into town to finish his Arts major at the Seoul National University, specializing in photography. He simply admired you when you told him that you were majoring in Law, specializing to be an advocate, also at the same university as Yoongi’s.

You soon became friends with Yoongi, to the point that he would visit your apartment often. When he made his first visit, he was really amazed at the color of your walls (which was mint green ofcourse). When Yoongi was looking at your family pictures that were hanging on the mint green walls of your living room, you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at the mint green haired boy, amazed by his facial features. You adored his jawline, which was not too sharp but also not too squishy. That small pout on his lips and the little frown he had when he was looking at the 9-years old you on the family photo that was the most precious to you. And not to forget, his mint green hair that was sparkling the grey surroundings of Seoul whenever he’d walk on the streets. You loved his mint green hair the most.

There was a moment when you wondered why he died his hair mint green. Although mint green was your favorite color, you would never die your hair in that color. When you finally asked Yoongi why he died his hair mint green, he just chuckled and looked at you with his gummy smile, while saying,

“Just because. I like to stand out in a simple way”.

After that, you adored him even more.

Soon, you found yourself falling for him. Slowly, but deeply. However, you did not want to sacrifice your friendship just because of your silly crush, so you decided to keep quiet. Besides, Yoongi did not even like you back, so what is the point of telling him?

That’s what you thought, ofcourse.

“So, what do you want to do on your rare free day off?”, Yoongi asked you, absentmindedly stroking your soft hair while you were laying down on his lap. It was an early Saturday evening and you guys were just being lazy in your living room, watching this variety show called ‘We Got Married’, and sometimes you couldn’t help but cringe at the clingy celebrities.

“I don’t know. Doing this is just fine actually”, you answered Yoongi as you looked up to him, your heart skipping a beat as you saw his beautiful orbs looking down on you. Honestly for you, it did not really matter. As long as Yoongi was by your side, you were fine. Even if that meant watching We Got Married together. Yay.

“Are you sure? Because you’re cringing every two seconds watching this show”, Yoongi laughed, revealing his gummy smile that you really loved seeing. You just shrugged your shoulders.

“I have to admit that I’m not really fond of this show. But you apparently love watching it so it’s fine to me”, you said, giving him a soft smile.

“It’s interesting to see how idols are behaving when they are in a married relationship…”, Yoongi mumbled to himself, but it was loud enough for you to hear. You raised both your brows, and you suddenly had this urge to ask him about it.

And so you did.

“When the time comes, do you want to marry that special someone you’ll love?”, you asked him with a soft voice, making him look down on you again, but this time he was the one with his brows raised.

Yoongi then furrowed his brows a little, which he always did when he was thinking seriously about something. Before you could stop yourself, you were already observing his facial features again. You found him strangely hot whenever he would think about something seriously, with his brows raised and his nose cringed up.

“I think I would… Yes.”, Yoongi finally said after a few seconds of good thinking, and you couldn’t help but smile at the thought of having Yoongi as  your husband, and perhaps, the father of your children. Although being sassy and grumpy was his favorite hobby, you also knew that he had a very caring heart. And that he had this strange love for Kumamon deep inside of him.

“Why are you smiling like that?”, the mint green haired boy suddenly asked, and you could feel your cheeks slowly getting hot all of a sudden. Crap.

“O-oh. It’s nothing!”, you answered him, a little bit too fast you assumed, by seeing the way he was looking at you. “I was just thinking about you being a husband and a father”, you said as you could feel yourself smile again. “You’d be a nice husband and a father, Yoongi”.

Yoongi looked at you in awe. He wasn’t expecting those words coming out of your mouth, considering the fact that you were a teasing bitch 90% of the time he spent with you.

“You’d think so?”, Yoongi asked you, still surprised by those words you said a few seconds ago. You nodded with a wide grin as you sat up, eying him as you settled yourself next to him.

“Ofcourse! Why are you so surprised?”, you scoffed as you hit him lightly on his arm. Yoongi chuckled softly, rubbing the spot where you hit him as he looked down with a smile.

“It’s just because you always tease me and never give me compliments like that. I have to get used to that.”

Your smile faded as you heard him saying those words, realizing that you have been hiding your affection and adoration for him all along. Or well, teasing him was your way of showing that you liked him. Not only as a friend, it was so much more than that. You liked him so much, it was hurting you in all places.

No. You didn’t like Yoongi. You loved him. You loved him so much.

You suddenly cupped both of his cheeks in your palms, lifting his head so he was looking at you straight in the eyes. You then caressed his cheeks, and you couldn’t help but enjoy feeling the soft skin of his pale cheeks against your palms.

“Yoongi, please don’t misunderstand. You are the greatest person I have ever met on this damn planet. From the day you stepped into that coffee shop, you’re fascinating me in many ways a person can be fascinated. You’re literally the only person of which I actually enjoy being with. And you know how I normally don’t like the presence of people.

You are the first one who complimented my mint green colored nail polish. Fuck, you are the first one who adores my love for the color mint green, while before people used to laugh at me for loving that color.

You are the first one who actually complimented the 9 years old me on that family picture, while my other friends, can I even call them my friends, laughed at me because I looked silly in that mint green bathing suit on the beach. Not to mention that my fore teeth were missing”.

You didn’t notice the tears streaming down your cheeks until Yoongi brushed them away with this thumbs. However, that did not stop you from talking further.

“When I literally lost hope in humanity, you came in my life by walking through the front door of the coffee shop. You’re so special you know that? When I saw your beautiful photographs for the first time in your apartment, I adored you for having such a passion like that. Like, I can’t imagine myself having such a passion about something so beautiful and special like that.

You’re so damn special Yoongi. I love you so much.

But, you probably don’t feel the same about me, so I-“

“Idiot. You fucking idiot”, Yoongi interrupted you, caressing your cheek with one hand as he placed the other at the back of your neck, bringing you closer to him, the gap between you and him closing.

“How long I waited for you to say those three damn words, fuck Y/N…”, he whispered against your lips, before fully planting his on yours.

You widened your eyes as you felt his lips moving against yours, your heart beating like crazy while your mind was in a complete chaos. Your lips were frozen against his for a few seconds, but soon afterwards you found yourself closing your eyes, automatically putting your arms around his neck, your hands slightly brushing his mint green hair. Feeling Yoongi’s lips melting against yours like this, it felt like you were on cloud 9, and you wanted to make this blissful feeling last forever.

Somehow the kiss became more heated now, as you felt Yoongi’s hands moving up and down your waist, and you strangely found yourself enjoying the feeling of his hands on you. Yoongi suddenly let go of your lips, and you whined against the loss of his lips, making him chuckle softly as he pinched the side of your waist, making you shriek.

“That was for keeping your feelings a secret, baby”, Yoongi whispered in your ear, before moving his lips from your earlobe to your jawline, and then to your neck, peppering it with little butterfly kisses.  Your eyes immediately closed as you felt his soft lips pressing on the sweet spots of your neck, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as he sucked on that particular spot.

Your hands unconsciously moved to his soft hair, grabbing it as you still felt his lips peppering your neck with deep kisses. You made a mental note to yourself that you had to wear a turtleneck to work the next morning, because you were sure that those hickeys won’t be disappearing tomorrow.

“This… thing. It’s in the way”, Yoongi mumbled in your neck as he tucked on your white plain t-shirt. You giggled at his eagerness, letting him go out of your embrace as you grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, dropping it to the floor afterwards.

The next thing you saw was Yoongi literally scanning the naked upper half of your body with predator-like eyes, and you assumed he was probably surprised of the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath your shirt.

“Are you serious, Y/N? No bra?”

“I never wear bras when I’m home. They’re a little bit uncomfortable if I wear them too long”, you simply answered as you shrugged. Yoongi gave you a small smirk, scooting closer to you while licking his pink lips.

“Good. As from now, you won’t need them anyways”, he winked at you, before putting his arms underneath your waist and legs, picking you up in bride style, taking you by surprise.

As Yoongi carried you to your bedroom in bridal style, you found yourself looking at his facial features again. However this time, your eyes were filled with only lust, and you couldn’t wait to have Yoongi hovering over your body, making you scream his name like a mantra over and over again.

Hell yeah, you were definitely ready for it.

He softly put you on the bed, treating you like a porcelain doll that could break any moment. Seeing him looking down at you with loving eyes, you couldn’t help but smile at him, your adoration for him growing even more. And here you thought your adoration for Yoongi couldn’t get bigger. Guess you were wrong.

However, before you could get to the ‘real deal’ with Yoongi now (which basically was getting laid by him), you needed to know something. Just to be sure. So before he could go down on you again, you asked the question that was burning on your tongue ever since he kissed you on the couch.

“How long, Yoongi? How long have you been liking me?”

Yoongi pouted his lips and furrowed his brows, and you knew that he was thinking of an answer to your question.

“Hmm, who knows? I’m not entirely sure…”, Yoongi softly whispered as he bumped his nose against yours, which made you giggle cutely.

“But the thing that I definitely know for sure is that when I stepped into that coffee shop for the first time, you were the most beautiful coffee barista that I had ever seen”.

Okay, that was it. You decided that his answer was fair enough, so you eagerly put your arms around his neck and pulled him down, his lips dangerously close to yours. However, you decided not to kiss him fully on his pink lips, but you kissed the corner of his mouth, moving your lips to his earlobe, giving it a soft bite before whispering a little “show me how much you love me” in his ear. As you felt him shudder at your whispering voice against his ear shelf, you smirked out of victory.

Sadly, that smirk of victory soon disappeared as he ground his hips against yours, feeling his hardened member in his pants touching your semi-dripped clothed core. Getting rid of those damn clothes was your next mission, you decided.

You eagerly moved your hands to the hem of his shirt, tugging at it with a little whine. He immediately understood your signal, so he pulled his shirt over his head in a swift motion and threw it on the floor when it was completely off. You were totally in awe, your mouth hanging slightly agape as you saw his slightly toned abs and his smooth, flawless pale skin on his naked upper half.

Yoongi gave you an evil smirk as he saw you observing the naked upper half of his body. “Like what you see, babe?”, he winked at you, and you couldn’t help but scoff at his cockiness, before actually pulling him back down again and rolling over so that you were on top of him now. You straddled his lap as you slowly touched the soft skin on his chest, drawing invisible circles on it and bringing your lips to it. You then kissed and sucked the fuck out of his chest, making dark purple and red hickeys on his snow white skin.

When you heard Yoongi’s soft moans, you decided that those moans were the most beautiful sound you had ever heard in your whole damn life.

After peppering his chest and stomach with little butterfly kisses, you lowered your lips to that specific area, hearing Yoongi’s breath becoming more uneven as you became dangerously close to the area where he wanted you the most. You looked up at him and give him a little wink before unbuckling the belt of his pants and opening the zipper. Within a few seconds, his pants were completely off, leaving the mint green haired guy only in his black boxers. You licked your lips at the sight of him, laying down vulnerable with just one little piece of clothing on.

You suddenly felt the urge to be the dominant one in this game. But little did you know, that Yoongi had other plans with you.

So before you could even realize it, Yoongi already had you pinned down on the mattress, so that you were now underneath him. It was now his time to wink at you, before kissing his way down to your dropping core, which was actually still clothed because you still had your pants on. You moved your hands to the zipper of your jeans, wanting to take the piece of clothing off as soon as possible. However, before you could lower down your zipper, Yoongi grabbed your hand as he shook his head softly with a smirk plastered on his face.

“No no no. Don’t be so eager. We’re going slowly. Just the way you like”.

What? How does he know that-

Oh. You remember.

Like, how could you forget the fact that Yoongi once barged into your house with his mint green head all drunk of the soju, wanting to do you right there on the spot. And ofcourse, the only words you were able to let out were,

No Yoongi. Not like this. I like to take things slow”.

Well, right now, you started to slowly regret saying those words. Seeing Yoongi pulling down your pants in the slowest way possible was really torturous. Especially if you were literally leaking right there on the spot.

You sighed out of relief when those damn pants were finally off of you, enjoying the feeling of the cold surface of your sheets against your hot skin. However, you couldn’t enjoy it for a long time, as you could feel Yoongi opening both of your legs, sneaking between them as he reached for the spot where you needed him the most.

He touched your clothed core with his pale fingers, snickering as he heard you let out a breathy moan at his touch, proving how sensitive you were right now.

“Wow baby, you’re already dripping wet and I haven’t even touched you properly yet”, Yoongi remarked as he looked up to you, that damn smirk still plastered on his face.

You literally groaned as you grabbed his mint green hair and pushed his head towards your aching core. You were so done with his teasing attitude.

“Then make work of it. Like, right now Yoongi”, you groaned, not giving a damn anymore about how desperate you were being right now. Right now, the only thing you wanted was Yoongi making you feel good. Nothing more, nothing less.

And you thanked the heavens when he finally obliged, feeling Yoongi pulling your panties down as he softly kissed the insides of your thighs. He also took his own boxers off while he was at it, sighing as he felt the cold air of your bedroom against his sensitive hardened member.

As you looked at his member, with half-lidded eyes, you had to admit that he was actually bigger than you originally thought.

The mint green haired guy then hovered over your tiny body, spreading your legs so that he could have better access to your dripping core. You put your arm around his half-sweaty neck, softly moaning in his ear as you grinded your hips against his, teasing yourself with the feeling of his member grinding against your wet lips.

“Yoongi, please. I need you. Right now.”

As you said those words, you could hear Yoongi let out a soft groan, softly feeling up down there to check if you were wet enough. But you were so worked up that you did not even need the foreplay anymore. And seeing how hard Yoongi was right now, he probably did not need it either.

So the moment was now right here. The mint green haired boy, on whom you had a crush for 4 months long, was now hovering over your naked, sweaty body in your bedroom, and you couldn’t help but laugh at the actual irony.

“Why the fuck are you laughing when I’m about to slam my dick in you now?”, Yoongi asked with a hoarse voice, and you swore that you could feel yourself even getting wetter after hearing his voice in that tone.

“I’ll tell you later. Now slam it into me, Yoongi”, you whispered seductively in his ear.

Who was Yoongi to reject such a beautiful request?

So he did. He finally thrusted his member into your core, and you both moaned at the overwhelming feeling of this connection. You realized that this was the closest to Yoongi that you could ever get. Him hovering over you with his member in you, his fingers intertwining with yours as he was looking at you with half-lidded eyes that were nonetheless still filled with love, and you still could feel your heart skip a beat while looking at his beautiful eyes. Even in a situation like this.

He slowly thrusted his member in and out of you, and you moaned at this amazing feeling that you felt in the pit of your stomach. It has been a while since your last time having sex, so this feeling of ecstasy had you feeling like you were on cloud 9. As the seconds went by, Yoongi’s thrust became more irregular, and you knew that he was closer to his orgasm right now by the way he groaned, gripping your hips so tightly that you already knew that those bruises would stay there for a good three days.

Seeing him thrusting in and out of you like that, sensually moving his hips back and forth while those tiny, little drops of sweat fell down from his slightly dampened mint green hair was enough to get you very close to your high. So when he moved his fingers to your swollen clit, rubbing circles on it as inside of you, he hit your special spot with his member, you couldn’t take it anymore. By then, you literally screamed out his name, scratching his perfectly pale back, which was now not so perfectly pale anymore because of your sharp scratches.

After a few more thrusts, you finally reached your high, and it was the best orgasm you ever had in your whole life. You screamed out his name in full bliss, closing your eyes tightly with your toes all curled up as you let the feeling of ecstasy overwhelm you.

A few seconds later, you felt Yoongi spurting his substance in you with one last thrust, groaning loudly with your name coming out of his lips, riding his orgasm out before finally collapsing on you with all of his weight, his member still in you. He was a little bit heavy, but you were too tired to nudge him away.

After two minutes of regaining your breaths, Yoongi pulled out of you and rolled off of you, laying down on his back as he eyed the white ceiling of your bedroom with a sheepish smile. And ofcourse, seeing him smiling sheepishly like that, you couldn’t help but smile too. His smiles always worked contagious, no matter in what situation.

“So, Y/N…”, Yoongi murmured as he grabbed your waist with his arm, scooting you closer to him, and you happily nuzzled your face in his chest that was now covered in small, but dark hickeys. “Tell me now, why were you laughing just now?”, he whispered in your ear before planting a soft kiss on the top of your head, and you could feel your smile getting bigger.

“Just because… A few hours ago, I didn’t even dare to think of you being in my bed like this”. You could hear Yoongi chuckle at your answer as he tugged you even closer in his arms.

“Well, I surely didn’t dare to think of it either…”, he laughed tiredly as he stroked your hair lazily, and you slightly enjoyed the feeling.

The four words Yoongi then said afterwards were probably the cause that made you fall asleep with a huge smile plastered on your face.

I love you too, Y/N”.