(Finally done !!! Gosh that Page what kinda intense to draw as I redid the last panel… idk how many time just to get the result I wanted. I decided to leaved Papyrus aside instead of including him but gosh I’m getting excited !)
[ Only did the hyung-line for now since I really couldn’t come up with anymore ideas that wouldn’t be repetitive to the previous, so until then this is all I could give :( but thanks so much for requesting @xxred-vengeancexx !! hope you enjoy it nonetheless :) ]
“Jagi, come on! We were supposed to leave six minutes ago!”
Jin didn’t see it, his focus being on the stairs, but his hyungs all rolled their eyes at his exactness with time. It’s not like they were in a hurry - but Jin being the mom that he is couldn’t stand the thought of being late, not even to this simple event.
“I’m coming, I’m coming!”
Now it being his turn to roll his eyes, he couldn’t help but scoff. You said that same phrase twice already - and look who still has yet to come down. You. Turning his back from the stairs and gazing down at his watch, he mentally counted the seconds that went by. It was until finally the clicking of your heels could be heard that brought his attention right back.
“Oh, thank go-…”
He went to give you a sassy remark, playfully mind you, only for the words to get caught in his throat at the mere sight of what you were wearing. The dress itself wasn’t all that bad, it was just…the v-cut cleavage that it portrayed. Jin could feel his mouth turn dry, gulping down to moisten his throat again, but failing when you finally made it to the bottom. Doing a little twirl, you raised an eyebrow to silently ask him how you looked.
Silence was all you got as well, him only staring at you with his mouth wide open. It wasn’t until the boys actually caught sight of you from where they sat - basically mimicking their elder’s expression.
“Holy shit…” Jungkook voiced first, mummers of agreement following after.
Jin had finally snapped from his trance when he heard him speak, quickly blocking you from being seen by the others. Clearing his throat, he calmly asked them to meet the two of you in the car.
Not needing any other persuasion, the rest of BTS quickly raced out of the door, leaving the two of you behind. Jin now looked at you with darkened eyes, his mouth now closed and words finally pieced together.
“Have you lost your mind, jagi?”
“What ever do you mean, Jinny? Don’t you like my dress?” You spoke in a soft, taunting voice, yet again doing another twirl. Suddenly being grabbed by your waist, he pulled you in close to where you could practically feel him through his dress pants.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” He slowly glared down at you, the smirk on your lips only deepening. “You think this is funny?”
“Since you were rushing me every five minutes, I decided to have a little fun with my outfit. No harm done. I’m ready now, like you wanted - so let’s go.” You went to pull away, only to be yanked right back. Letting out a small squeak in surprise, you stare up a Jin with no longer a smirk, but now in confusion. “Jin..?”
Once again staring in silence, Namjoon had returned to see what was taking the two of you so long - as if he didn’t have a pretty good idea. “Hey, we leaving or what?”
Not even a second later did Jin toss the keys toward the leader, not even bothering to look in his direction. After Namjoon clumsily caught them, by the looks of things - you two were definitely not making it to the party.
➸ Going out for a drink was his idea. He just didn’t think he would regret it.
Yoongi was sitting in the secluded area with his members, now no longer in the mood to drink as his hyungs practically ogled you from afar. They thought he wouldn’t notice, but his mind was sharp. He noticed the minute you stepped out of your car.
But, he certainly couldn’t blame them. Tonight, you had needed a night out just as much as they did - with all the stress of school, and work - life in general. So going out to the club was something you looked forward to. And what better way of celebrating your one night of freedom than a black skin-tight cocktail dress and platform pumps to match? You were looking like a whole meal; and any guy with eyes and a dick could see that.
Unfortunately, that’s what broke the camel’s back for Yoongi. The fact you were catching attention from not only his hyungs - but also other men. You had left to grab yourself another drink, turning him down multiple times, saying how ‘you got it, it’s fine.’ That was 10 minutes ago. Once the beat of your favorite song hit your ear drums, off you went to shake what your mama gave you. And onward came the stares from other men.
“Suga, can you believe the moves on that woman,” Taehyung commented, clearly drunk off his ass. “Y/n has the whole club watching her - I always knew she turned heads~”
“In that dress, hell yeah.” Hoseok chimed in.
Yoongi could practically feel his blood boiling, he was so angry. He knew they would only say those things to get under his skin for kicks - and of course it worked - but didn’t mean he wanted to admit it. And what he really hated was that he had no plausible reason to be angry with you for wearing such clothing. You were your own person, it was your body, you could wear whatever you felt comfortable in.
He just couldn’t help to feel possessive.
“I mean, the legs on that girl. They could go on for miles in that dress. How come you don’t invite her more often, hyung?” Jimin grins in his direction, enjoying to see him squirm.
Finally he sighs, “You assholes know I love her - watching someone you can’t have be stared at like she’s nothing but tits and ass is frustrating enough. The comments aren’t really fucking helping, either.”
With that being said, Yoongi stands. Not saying another word - or even giving them a single glance - he leaves. Whether you noticed or not that he was gone, he didn’t want to ruin your fun.
➸“What the hell are you wearing?”
Namjoon couldn’t believe his eyes - his baby sister dressed in nothing but a bathing suit, with a flimsy crop top and shorts. You had appeared into the living room with that on, nearly making poor Jimin choke on his popcorn.
“Kim Y/n, I asked you a question: what the actual fuck?!”
“Calm down, Joonie, I’ve decided that we’re going out tonight. There’s this swimming area that a friend of mine told me about, and recommended to go at night. So, obviously, I came down here to take you guys with me.”
All eyes remained on you, some not even on your eyes anymore. Once noticing that, since it was oddly silent between the boys all of the sudden, Namjoon completely loses his shit. “Yah! Eyes up, you perverts! This is my little sister!”
“She’s not so little anymore~” Hoseok teased, his tongue sticking out just to spite the leader. “Plus, night swimming sounds fun! This night’s been nothing but dead so far - this is the excitement we need!”
“I’m sure Jungkook is excited enough,” Taehyung giggles, pointing in the direction where the maknae now sat with a throw-pillow covering his lower-half.
“Shut up!” He hisses, clearly embarrassed.
“Oh, that’s it!” Namjoon quickly stands up, taking you by the arm and practically dragging you into another room. “You’re all banned from even looking in my sister’s direction, or prepare to have a foot up your ass!”
To your dismay, he drug you in the direction of his room where he would lend you his clothing to wear, that was definitely large enough to cover every inch of your skin that he felt would trigger any suggestive thoughts.
That left behind the conflicted members to sit in the living room with the image of you in a bathing suit burned into their minds - daydreaming about ‘what could have been, but never was.’
It wasn’t until Jin broke the silence by clearing his throat.
“So does this mean no swimming?”
➸ The costume party was banging - everyone was having a great time. It was just a little something to celebrate Hobi’s fire-ass hixtape finally being released, and he thought it be great to just dress up - sort of like an early Halloween. Everyone was there - from his hyungs, to his manager, his producer, co-workers, friends, the whole shabang. The only think that was missing was you.
You had told him you wouldn’t be able to make the party do to complications at work, and forcing you to work the night shift. Of course he was crushed his number one supporter couldn’t make it, but when you told him that after work, he could have you all to himself, that brought that sunshine smile of his right back in no time.
Wandering around the party, greeting and thanking the guests for coming, Jimin was quick to zig-zag through the crowd to come and catch him by the arm. Seeming to have been looking for Hoseok all around the house, Jimin was a little winded. “H-Hyung…you are the luckiest man…in the whole entire world.”
Raising his eyebrow in confusion, Hobi nods anyway. “Thanks, I worked really hard on the-”
“No, no, not that. I’m talking about-” Soon, Jungkook was next to join the two of them, also appearing to be a little winded from running all around the house.
“You are so getting laid tonight!”
This only seemed to push Hoseok even further into the dark; what on earth were they talking about? Not even having to say the thought out loud, Yoongi appears right behind him to answer all of his questions with a simple statement.
“Your girlfriend’s here.”
Almost snapping his neck in two by how fast he started looking around, just those four words changed his mood from ‘Happy Sunshine,’ to “Hyperactive Hoseok.’ It wasn’t until he finally caught a glimpse of your face that sent him into full sprint mode - nearly knocking over people who were unfortunately in his path. But, when he finally did catch up to you…
“Oh, my god…”
The costume you had chosen was nothing but sinful. How the black lace complemented your skin, its tightness contouring your curves to perfection. Not to mention how straight up short it was; you were by far the sexiest french maid he has every laid eyes on. He felt kinda stupid now for dressing up as a bumble bee…
“Surprise! I got to leave early from work, so I thought I’d just throw on this old thing and come on down before it was too late!” All he did was stare with his mouth hanging open, but the way he was doing it looked as if he were horrified. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy to-”
Before you could even think about doubting his happiness, he didn’t hesitate to grab you by the hips, pull you in close, and just claim your lips as his. It was hot, passionate, and unexpected; you definitely flipped that switch within himself that only you got the privilege of seeing.
After a couple of minutes have passed, and the desperate need of air, you two pulled away. Breathing heavily, you both stared at each other with hooded eyes, now just standing there - holding each other.
“You have any idea what some of my hyungs said about you, jagi? I admit, you are a goddess, but this? What are you trying to do to me?” He traced your bottom lip with his thumb gently, a smirk slowly growing on his face. “They’re even staring at you right as we speak.”
Turning your head to the side, slightly, and you’ll be damned. There they were just mere meters away - eavesdropping. As soon as they’ve realized they’ve been discovered, they were quick to make it look like they were minding their own business. Chuckling slightly, you return your attention back to the man of the hour.
“Or maybe they’re just jealous that a grown man in a bumble bee costume gets to have a little fun with his sexy maid once this party is over~”
Hoseok hums at the proposal, hands traveling up and down your lower back slowly. “How exactly did you manage to leave work early?”
“For good behavior.” You couldn’t help but to make it sound more sensual than it really was. But, Hobi didn’t mind one bit.
“Is my baby gonna be able to keep that up for the rest of the night?”
Pretending to think about it, you decided to be a tease and pull away from his hold. Turning in the other direction, you threw one last sentence his way before walking in the other. “Get rid of all these people, and I just might.”
Every night it's laundry THIS, laundry THAT. Ain't nobody needs to wash clothes THAT MUCH!
But there so much clothes that need to be-
BITCH WHERE? EVER SINCE WE STARTED THIS TRIP YAH BEEN DOING LAUNDRY. YOU WASHED YOUR CLOTHES, OUR CLOTHES, THE STAFF CLOTHES, SHIT YOU EVEN WASHED OUR NEIGHBORS AND WE DONT EVEN KNOW THEM LIKE THAT!
There still some clothes that needs washing.
Like namjoon's pants, I noticed there was a stain there hyung.
NO, FUCK THIS SHIT! Yah are going to your room NOW! and if I hear sounds of "washing machines" from either one of you tonight you best believe imma come in there AND BEAT YOUR ASSES!
I just wanted to ask you if "the wings of freedom" were like an exclusive thing for ereri? In 98% of the fics they're associated with them and in a lot of edits and fanarts i see both of them with wings. Just curious that's all :3
I am really fucking glad you brought that up :’) Let me just put this simply.
Essentially, Levi and Eren are the Wings of Freedom.
Levi aka Humanity’s Strongest, is Strength, which is represented as the colors Blue and Black on the insignia.
Eren aka Humanity’s Last Hope is Hope which is represented as the color White on the insignia.
For whatever reason the colored version I made is more embarrassing to post, so I’ll just leave this sketch here and run :,3 I can’t handle my love for these two, like for real, I think they should hug, maybe hold hands.