yoongi drabble

anonymous asked:

Number 46 with Taehyung. (some smut would be nice thank you~)

46. “Are you up? I can’t sleep.”

Word Count: 1,598

Warning: smut doggy style but in a cute way, profanities

A/N: I’m so tired as I typed this :’)

It was inconvenient for you. Having to deal with restless night and college the next day was not a simple task to do. All you desperately needed was at least six hours of sleep. 

A full eight-hour power nap would seem too unrealistic and greedy for your priorities–which did need some sorting out.

“Ah fuck my back hurts.” You murmured, straightening out your posture at the paper-filled table. So much work needed to be done and your focus was elsewhere. 

Your soft mattress engulfing you in its warmth, the fluff of your pillow anchoring your head in the right angle. It would surely be nice, except you still wouldn’t be able to fall asleep without the comfort of someone next to you.

Of course, you didn’t always need someone to cuddle with in order to fall asleep, but you did get used to it. You used to have pillows surrounding your figure to have a good nights rest. 

But you just had to get yourself in a relationship with someone who wouldn’t let go of you in the bed. Soon became somewhat of a habit to sleep with someone holding on you. Especially if they were your high school sweetheart.

Then you broke it off with him and ever since that happened a few days ago, the only thing you could manage was an occasional wink of sleep.

It may seem like a childish thing to say that you prefer to cuddle someone in the night, but you didn’t really give a shit.

“You should just go home and sleep if you’re so tired.” Your friend commented when she saw your literal eyebags peak over the standing textbook you were using to cover your face.

You rubbed the bits of sleep from your eyes and knocked down your textbook.

“Oh boy, you know I really wish I could do that,” You replied sarcastically. “But I have to finish this today.”

Your friend sucked her teeth at you. “It ain’t that serious. Go home and I’ll help you with it tomorrow.”

Your eyes went wide at her sudden kindness. She was probably in a good mood.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’m almost done with it anyway.” She shrugged as if it was nothing.

“You’re too nice for this world, bye!” You gave her a quick side hug before rushing out the building with your new found energy.

Didn’t last long because you’re dragging yourself to find out where you parked your car. “Shit.” It took you five minutes to find it in the fleet of other parked cars.

Not long later you barged through your shared apartment with your bestie. Kim Taehyung.

He was lounging on the couch, watching Netflix with a bowl of ice cream. You wished you could relate, but right now all you worried about was forcing yourself to sleep.

“Oh, hey Y/N-”

“No time to talk, need sleep.” You declared before he could finish. Taehyun understood your sleep struggles and decided to leave you to it.

You made it to your room in seconds, tossing your keys on the dresser, and flopping on your mattress. “Just try and sleep.” You thought out loud, clutching a spare pillow on your side.

Hours had passed and yet, you weren’t unconscious. Despite your eyes being closed and in a comfortable position, your mind was awake as ever. You groaned sitting up. The clock on your right read 10:38 pm.

You still had a couple hours to spare. However, you weren’t going to make any progress if you lied there. So you rolled out and headed straight for the kitchen.

When you reached the kitchen, you instantly opened the fridge. You tried the theory with warm milk and it did not work. Then you tested eating chocolate chip cookies with it which was still a failure.

Now you were just leaning against the island table with milk in one hand and cookie in the other. “I could just chill with Tae until I fall asleep.” You told yourself, seeing how you had no other clever ideas.

So you did just that. Knocking at first of course. You didn’t wait for an answer though, just taking it upon yourself to crack the door open slowly. You pop your head through.

“Tae?~” You call out his name.

Then you fully stepped inside to see his tall figure sitting up against the headboard. He didn’t mind you coming in his room late at night since he always did exactly that.

You inched closer to his bedside, unsure if his eyes were open or not. “Hey…Tae…you sleeping or nah?” You asked, gently shaking his leg. He groaned, stretching and then turned towards you.

“Nah I’m wide awake.” His sarcasm caused you to roll your eyes.

“Do you mind if I sleep here? I can’t in my room.”

Taehyung didn’t say anything. He just patted a spot on his left for you to join. Delightedly, you crawled on the bed, making yourself comfortable under the comforter. You faced opposite of Taehyung, curling up and ignoring the medium volume of the tv in the room.

You kept turning and shifting beside Taehyung which he noticed and found to be annoying. You then spoke up.

“Are you up? I can’t sleep.”

Taehyung let out a sigh. He turned towards you, looking deep in your eyes. “Please go to bed.”

“I can’t.” You admitted, looking away from his gaze.

“And why not?” He sat up a little, his hand propping up his head. His curiosity was piqued. You shrugged and mumbled an ‘I don’t know’. A lie.

It got quiet for a few seconds so you looked back to see him still staring at you. Kind of caught you off guard of how he intensely took in your features.

“What?”

“Want me to help you sleep?” His tone altered from annoyed to what seemed to be sly. Your lips pouted a little when you asked how.

“Simple. We could fuck.”

You sniffle a laugh. He couldn’t have been serious, right? His expression stayed still except for the corner of his lips which wanted to go up. He was holding back a smirk.

“Don’t joke.”

“I’m serious, it works all the time.”

You gave him the ‘stop playing with me’ face. Yeah, you knew it would help a lot, but to do it with him seemed like a joke. Taehyung is hot as hell for sure, however, you two for just friends, not fuck buddies.

“Okay then, I bet I’d have you knock out in twenty minutes or less.”

You snickered at his confidence. “Fine.”

His smirk went up. He proceeded to hover over your body, his hands by your head supported his weight. Taehyung studied your appearance, licking his lips in anticipation. 

You couldn’t imagine you looked your best. With your frizzled hair, small eyebags, and well, your natural features. You didn’t see yourself as an attractive person at all, but Taehyung thought differently whenever he saw you.

He finally dipped his head down to connect his lips with yours. The kiss was lazy, slow, but sweet. Sweet in the sense of how tender it felt to have his lips pressed against yours. He tasted like fresh mint.

Taehyung moved most of his weight down to his legs for balance, which sank the bed a bit. His surprisingly warm hands caressed the skin under your pajama top. It was a soothing feeling, his natural body heat alone was making you feel good in the drafty room.

His lips left small kisses from your neck to your chest then he suddenly pulled away. It confused you until you heard him shuffling items in the drawer by his bedside. Taehyung closed the drawer shut, a bottle of lube in one hand and a condom he held with his teeth. You rolled your eyes playfully when you saw his smirk.

Taehyung grabbed his extra pillow. “Turn around.” You did as he asked and he placed his pillow under your stomach. It helped for you to fully relax and arch your back. 

He spread your legs and pulled down your shorts with your underwear to pool at one of your ankles. He came closer before he took his length out through the hole in his boxer shorts. 

Stroking himself a few times, the black-haired male then squeezed a bit of lube over his hard-on and added some over your entrance. After he rolled the condom on, he aligned himself with you, barely touching your walls until you grew frustrated.

“Tae just fuck me so I can sle-” Your sentence cut short in a gasp when he entered you fully. His thrusts started so slow but went deep. You didn’t expect this from him.

“T-Tae…” You stuttered out profanities before muffling your moans in your pillow. Taehyung heard the vibrations you were making and took pride in it. Wanting to hear you get louder, he added a hand to rub and pinch your clit while going faster. All these sensations with his soft breathing by your ear were such a turn on.

You surely did not last much longer. Pleasure washed over you in such satisfying waves your body jolted under him.

“Fuck…” Taehyung let out a moan when his released come shortly after yours.

Well, he was right. You did feel sleepy. After Taehyung discarded the condom, he helped you fix your clothes and brought you into his chest for a tight embrace. His arms secured you and he whispered in your ear. “You owe me.”

“Yeah yeah.” You responded, closing your eyes and for once, getting some good fucking sleep.

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Nice Guys Break Hearts | Min Yoongi დ part eleven

  • status: ongoing
  • pairing: Yoongi x Reader (F); side!Namjin
  • genre: romance, fluff, angst
  • triggers: n/a
  • plot: You’ve known Yoongi for a couple of years and finally mustered up enough courage to ask him to hang out, one on one. Definitely not a date right? Well, things get a little rocky when things don’t go as planned when the “nice guy”—Yoongi—starts breaking a couple of hearts.
  • part 11 / masterlist

a/n: like & reblog !

So you know how Hoseok has that little freckle on his upper lip? What if one day Yoongi plants a kiss over it and Hoseok is so confused because he’s like ‘did this dork really just miss my mouth’ and Yoongi has to shyly explain how he finds his lip freckle adorablely endearing. ​And what if afterward he finds every oportunity to place soft little kisses over it….

Memory Lane ft. Yoongi

Originally posted by allforbts

Drabble game #100: “I adore you.” 

grumpy husband yoongi au aka lots of fluff (mentions of sex)
→ 1.7k words,
part 2

A/N: I recently had a realization that the way my blog is structured doesn’t really give me a great leeway to express my creativity and feels for the members at random. So this is the start to a really short series of drabbles for all of the members in super short (less than 2k) drabbles! To be continued! :) Hope you guys like it. 

more from this au: here, more drabbles: here


“You’ve got a wonderful wife there, son.”

Yoongi gives the elderly man a small smile and nods in agreement, clinking his beer can against his and tipping back the cold liquor into his throats with his eyes trained on you, a feat that happens quite often.

Often Yoongi finds himself just staring at you, in awe of how someone like you ended up with someone like him.

Your friends would describe you as sweet, bubbly, kind, selfless, and bright. His friends would describe you as “the light that shined in Min Yoongi’s horribly dreadful bitch ass life.” And although he always gives them a glare or just brushes their comments off with an eye roll it’s moments like these when he feels like the six dickwads’ words can never be any more accurate.

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Nice Guys Break Hearts | Min Yoongi დ part thirteen

  • status: ongoing
  • pairing: Yoongi x Reader (F); side!Namjin
  • genre: romance, fluff, angst
  • triggers: n/a
  • plot: You’ve known Yoongi for a couple of years and finally mustered up enough courage to ask him to hang out, one on one. Definitely not a date right? Well, things get a little rocky when things don’t go as planned when the “nice guy”—Yoongi—starts breaking a couple of hearts.
  • part 13 / masterlist

a/n: like & reblog !

stages | myg

⇒ summary: from neighbors, to locker buddies, to college classmates, you and min yoongi never seem to leave each other alone.

⇒ {neighbors!au, enemies to lovers!au (sort of??), bad boy!yoongi}

⇒ pairing: min yoongi x female reader
⇒ word count: 3k
⇒ genre: fluff
⇒ warnings: n/a
⇒ a/n: surprise!!! i needed a break from twp and this was the first thing that happened. it’s kinda short and kinda doesn’t have a plot, but whatever!!!

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Drabbles

as a thank you for reaching 5K followers i asked you guys to send me drabble requests based on this post for 24 hours; i will be posting all of these drabbles but please bare with me as it could take me a while! also some drabbles have more than one part (so they’ve turned into a mini series) because people requested the same member and au, it’s just to make things a bit easier for me! 

PSA: please don’t ask for specific upload dates!

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Originally posted by nochuie

⚤= smut | ♞= angst | ☁= fluff

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‘Be Quiet’ - Yoongi (M)

Word count: 2.5K

Warnings: Oral sex (male receiving)

Part of the ‘Be Quiet’ mini drabble/reaction series.

Seokjin / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jungkook 

Being Min Yoongi’s girlfriend may not be easy, but at least it comes with a hell of a lot of perks.  

Hidden from view, tucked away in the wings, you’re blessed with a next to perfect view of the BTS rapline as they swagger to and fro on the stage with mics pressed to their lips, spitting lyrics with well-practised ease.   

You know you’d be the envy of many an ARMY if they ever got wind of your existence or knew just how many times you’ve been blessed with seeing these guys perform on such an up-close and personal basis.   Even now you sometimes have to pinch yourself to check that this is all real - that you’ve not just slipped into some kind of wonderful fever dream from which you hope you’ll never wake up.  

You can’t help but softly chuckle at the way Hoseok’s extra-long belt trails along the floor as he hops along, gesticulating along to the beat, mentally praying to yourself that he won’t inadvertently trip over it and hurt himself as he goes.  Their stylists haven’t gotten their hands on them yet or had a chance to tone down some of their more ‘eccentric’ fashion choices, but you’ve always thought they look their best this way; raw and unpolished, free to dress as they please.  

There’s no need for Namjoon’s signature shades or the long, billowing coats they so often wear when reciting their diss-tracks just yet - this is only a soundcheck, after all -  but you can tell all three members have still made a conscious effort to look their best for the fans who’ve paid so highly to sit in on the rehearsals preceding tonight’s concert.  Anything for their beloved ARMY.

Yoongi comes to the forefront of the group as his verse begins, and the small crowd lets out a host of screams as he bends down on one knee right at the edge of the stage to rap directly to them, his mouth twisting into that delicious little smirk he always wears when he’s really enjoying himself.  Honestly, it’s all you can do to keep from screaming right along with them, your two hands clutched together and pressed excitedly to your chest, bottom lip bitten between your teeth.  Namjoon and Hoseok may both be excellent at what they do - just as talented and as handsome as every other member of BTS - but no one will ever come close to your Yoongi - not for you.  

It doesn’t matter how many times you watch him perform or how many times you may hear the same verse, it still affects you just as profoundly now as it did three years ago when you first met.  Giddy with the butterflies that are swirling in your stomach you’re unable to drag your eyes away, greedily drinking in every inch of the man you’re so blessed to be able to call yours.   He’s a force to be reckoned with on stage - both intimidating and powerful - and as he pauses mid-sentence, eyes heavy-lidded and sweat dripping down his brow, you can’t help but compare the expression on his face now to the one he wears when he’s nestled so deep between your legs, his pelvis rocking into yours.

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yoongi scenario | a vampire’s kiss

Originally posted by boo-t-s

prompt: I’m a vampire, and you’re a human who’s prone to getting hurt. Please take better care of yourself, or I might not be able to control myself!

pairing: vampire yoongi x reader

requested by anon | 900 words | fluff


Yoongi always panics when he sees you wielding a knife. Knowing how clumsy you are, he’s come to realise that you plus cooking is a bad combination – particularly with his stomach being empty and your blood always smelling so good.

So when he comes home to find you in the kitchen, humming to yourself as you chop tomatoes his first instinct is to yell, “Stop!”

Which in hindsight was a bad idea.

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anonymous asked:

57 with fluff ending?

Her (Yoongi x Reader Angst/Fluff)

Prompt request: “You don’t understand, you never do!”

Summary: Yoongi is still close with his most recent ex. He doesn’t think much of it, and he’s told you many times that he doesn’t have any feelings for her. But when they dated for years, and you’ve only been in the picture for a few weeks, you can’t help but feel a little insecure. 

Word count: 1.7k words

Originally posted by jeonbase

You yawned quietly, snuggling into Yoongi’s lap. The movie playing in front of you was boring, and it already hours past midnight. As you fought the urge to fall asleep, you turned your head to see how your boyfriend was faring.

Above you, Yoongi’s face was illuminated by the bright screen of his phone. He was typing away, completely engrossed in whatever he was doing. Every now and then, his lips would quirk into a smile or he would laugh breathily.

“What are you doing?” you asked, your voice slurring slightly due to your exhaustion. Yoongi glanced down at you, his eyes wide with surprise as if he had forgotten you were there. “I’m getting sleepy.

“Oh, I’m just texting Eunha,” Yoongi replied, glancing at the clock hanging on the wall above his television. You couldn’t help but frown at the mention of Yoongi’s ex-girlfriend, and the fact he was talking to her while you were supposed to be spending time together. “Yeah, it’s getting late. I didn’t even notice. You gonna head to your dorm?”

You sat up quickly and grabbed the remote that was beside you. You turned off the TV and stood up. “Yeah,” you answered curtly. “I’ll see you later.”

“Y/N, don’t be like that,” Yoongi sighed, running a hand over his face tired. He stood up, too, and tucked his phone into his back pocket. “You know that we’re just friends. There aren’t any feelings between us. Besides, we were friends before we dated, I’m not just gonna cut her out of my life.”

“Yeah, I know,” you said resignedly, looking at your feet instead of Yoongi. “There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just me.”

“Hey, don’t be like that,” Yoongi said softly, and you could hear the smile in his voice. “I’m dating you because I like you, not anyone else. Don’t worry about stuff like that, okay?”

“Okay,” you replied, returning your boyfriend’s smile with a small one of your own. Yoongi pressed a gentle kiss against your forehead.

“Come on, it’s already late,” Yoongi said, grabbing your head and threading his fingers through yours. “I’ll walk you to your dorm.”

“It’s okay, Yoongi,” you laughed, trying to disentangle your hand from his. He wouldn’t let go. “Really, it’s fine. My residence is like, a five minute walk away.”

“So?” Yoongi asked, his eyebrow raised challenging. “It’s dark. Something might happen. And besides, I want to.”

“If you insist,” you conceded teasingly. The two of you slipped into your shoes and exited Yoongi’s small dorm, hand in hand and smiling the entire way back to your place.


A few days later, you and Yoongi were supposed to meet up at a quaint coffeeshop for brunch. You had planned the date a few weeks ago. Yoongi was fairly late, so you wondered if he had forgotten. You pulled out your phone to see no new messages. Sighing, you started to text Yoongi.

SENT 10:27 AM

Hey r u coming?

RECEIVED 10:32 AM

Yeah I’m OMW. Sorry about that.

SENT 10:33 AM

It’s cool. I’m gonna order so I don’t get kicked out tho

RECEIVED 10:36 AM

I just bumped into Eunha. She just got in from Daegu today. Do you mind if she comes along?

SENT 10:37 AM

Seriously Yoongi?

RECEIVED 10:40 AM

I know, I know. But she’s not gonna have any time to see me otherwise. I haven’t seen her in months, Y/N.

SENT 10:42 AM

Fine. Do what you want.

And when Yoongi and Eunha waltzed into the coffeeshop, eyes bright with laughter and huge smiles, you regretted texting that.

Yoongi spotted you quickly, and shot you an apologetic smile before leading Eunha to where you were sitting. You hated to admit it, but she was really pretty. Her and Yoongi probably made a great couple.

“Y/N, this is Eunha,” Yoongi introduced as they sat down in front of you. “Eunha, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.”

“Oh!” Eunha exclaimed, looking a little flustered once she realized she was interrupting a date. Still, she smiled dazzlingly at you. “It’s so nice to meet you. Me and Yoongi are old friends, and we haven’t seen each other in a long time. I didn’t know you were supposed to be on a date, though.”

“Nice to meet you, too!” you replied cheerfully, although your smile was not as genuine as you tried to make it. “And it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Damn, Yoongi,” Eunha laughed, shoving him in the shoulder. “You’re such a shitty boyfriend. I’m so glad I broke up with you.”

“Hey, she said it was fine!” Yoongi said defensively, though he was laughing. “And I broke up with you, for the record.”

“Whatever,” Eunha snorted, picking up the menu from the table. “We should order. This place looks really good. Oh! Yoongi, they have crêpes. Your favourite!”

“Oh, really? Awesome,” Yoongi smiled. You bit your bottom lip, frustrated that you didn’t know that, and even more frustrated that Eunha did. “I’ll have that then, I guess.”

The two friends conversed easily, catching up for lost time. Soon, they began talking about old friends–ones still living in Daegu that you hadn’t even heard of–and you stopped listening. The food arrived shortly after, and you slowly ate your Belgian waffles as Yoongi chatted away.

You watched him devour his chocolate crêpes, and then yell when Eunha snatched a piece with her fork. They looked like the couple, not you and Yoongi, But you bit your lip and said nothing, not wanting to make a scene.

In what felt like hours later, everyone had finally finished their food. Still, neither Yoongi nor Eunha looked like they had intentions of leaving anytime soon. The two of them hadn’t addressed you in the last few minutes, so you played idly on your phone.

“I’m gonna go to the washroom real quick,” Eunha announced, her chair scraping against the floor as she stood up. You winced at the sound. “Be right back!”

Eunha bounced away in search of the restroom. Once she was out of sight, Yoongi turned to you excitedly.

“So what do you think?” he asked. “She’s really fun, right? You should talk more, I think you two would make great friends.”

“Are you being serious, Yoongi?” you hissed, incredulous. “I’m sure she’s a great person, but really? We’re on a fucking date right now.”

“You said it was fine!” Yoongi exclaimed, his smile slipping away. “And I rarely get to see her. Forget that we dated–she’s one of my best friends. You know, it’s hard leaving half my life behind in Daegu. I’m sorry for wanting to see my friends and introduce them to you.”

“It’s not about that, you asshole,” you snapped, standing up. “You can be friends with whoever you want Yoongi. But think about this in my perspective, okay?”

You grabbed your thin jacket from behind your chair. Pulling a bill from your pocket, you threw it onto the table. “That should cover my food,” you said, turning to leave. “I’ll see you later. There’s no point in me staying.”

“Y/N, you’re being ridiculous,” Yoongi growled, his voice deepening angrily. “I don’t understand why you’re–”

“You don’t understand, you never do!” you interrupted. “We’ll talk about this later. Tell Eunha I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to say bye.” With that, you turned on your heel and walked out of the store.

Secretly, you were hoping Yoongi would come after you, but he didn’t.

With nothing to do, you wandered around aimlessly. Eventually, you came across a familiar landmark. There was a small park in the middle of the downtown area. You and Yoongi had been there several times together.

You walked slowly through the familiar setting, coming across a small pond. It was cool outside, so there weren’t as many animals as there were the last time you had came with Yoongi. There was a bench nearby, so you flopped onto it and stared at the blue sky above you, letting your mind wander to anywhere but Yoongi.

Still, you couldn’t help but think about the events that had just transpired. You were angry with Yoongi, but you were even angrier at yourself for being so insecure. Sighing, you pulled your jacket tighter around you and stood up, ready to leave.

“Y/N,” Yoongi panted from behind you, his voice too familiar to miss. You spun around, mouth agape in surprise. “I had no idea where you went. Took me so long to find you.”

“I didn’t think you were going to follow me,” you replied, crossing your arms. Still, seeing Yoongi before you, breathless and sweating in his desperation to find you, dissipated your anger. Sighing, you spoke again. “Look, I’m sorry about earlier. You were wrong to do what you did, but I overreacted and I apologize for that.”

“You don’t need to apologize,” Yoongi said with a small smile, moving closer to you. “I realize now that I’ve been pretty shitty. Not just for bringing Eunha on our date, but because I even let you feel any type of jealousy over Eunha.”

“My feelings are my own,” you snorted, uncrossing your arms as Yoongi had a move to hold your hands. You let him, his warm hands completely engulfing your frigid ones. “They’re mine to deal with.”

“No,” Yoongi said, shaking his head. “I’m not good at talking about things like this. But it’s my fault for not telling you how much I love you and how much you mean to me. If I did, you would know that what I feel to you is incomparable to what I feel–or felt–for Eunha.”

“How much you love me?” you teased, although your heart was hammering in your chest. Yoongi had never said that before, and you didn’t either because you didn’t want to pressure him.

“Yes, how much I love you,” Yoongi repeated, his cheeks turning bright red. “I’m sorry I never told you before. But it’s true. I’m sorry I made you think that my feelings for you were anything less than that.”

“Well, you’re forgiven,” you laughed, pressing a quick peck against Yoongi’s lips. “And, for the record, I love you too.”

And, much later, you realized Yoongi had been right. You and Eunha made great friends, and Yoongi was beginning to regret ever introducing the two of you.

- Girl in Luv

Ok…so I was going to make this a Tutor!Yoongi thing, but I’m like 99% sure that’s not what any of the anons were requesting. But if you want a tutoring AU…like let me know. Thanks for requesting to all the people who did! I hope you enjoyed. As always, thanks for reading 💛

the little things | 1 | myg

⇒ summary: what happens when you combine friends with benefits, an accidental pregnancy, and a certain min yoongi? he falls in love.

or, a 100 ways for yoongi to say he loves you.

{fwb!au, friends to lovers au, expecting parents au}

word count: 2k

genre: fluff

warnings: n/a

a/n: hello all! long time no see! i’m actually very glad to get this out. this is a new lil’ drabble series that i’m beginning using the 100 ways to say i love you list! it’s basically just going to document yoongi n oc as they figure out how to be parents together in the form of 100 (relatively) short drabbles! shoutout to @minigguk and @workofteaguk for helping me pick mr min yoongi as the star of the show!

prompt: “Pull over. Let me drive for a while.”

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Little Bit ft. Yoongi

Originally posted by mn-yg

Drabble game #73. “You don’t have to stay.” 

grumpy policeman!yoongi au, childhoodfriends!au aka fluff, some angst
→ 2.7k words, dedicated to the one and only beautiful @dailydoseofdia! thanks for requesting bb <3 I hope you like it :’)

A/N: This is highly inspired by Strong Woman Do Bong Soon! Hope you like it! Request more here!  


“Um, so I’ll just take the couch.” 

He frowns at you, sending you a withering scowl that has you clutching the pillow closer to your chest. 

“Are you kidding? I’ll take the couch.” He rolls his eyes and sits down on his couch, making it a point to glare at every single pillow and magazine in the living room. 

You bite the inside of your lip, unsure of what to say. 

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yoongi scenario | third time’s a charm

Originally posted by my-eccentric-mind

prompt: There is a lockdown drill that’s lasting a really long time so we’re stuck in a dark room crammed under a desk together. Wanna talk about our feelings now?

pairing: yoongi x reader

requested by anon | 2.3k words | fluff, mild angst (maybe?)


Two times you tried and failed to confess to Min Yoongi.

But third time’s a charm.

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Purity & Sin - (M)

Genre; S i n 

Length; 1,000+ words

Kink(s); blasphemy, first time/virginity, Priest! Kink, etc. 

Originally posted by mvssmedia

“Meet me after mass, angel.” 
“I can tell there’s something on your mind, you’re more distracted than normal.”
 

He wasn’t wrong. 
Your mind had been elsewhere for weeks now- a lustful demon seemed to consume you and you couldn’t shake it. It only seemed to worsen the second you stepped into the church and your eyes fell on Father Min Yoongi. Attractive, even ethereal, weren’t enough to describe the young priest. He was godly, and all your mind seemed to think about during mass was him fucking you over the altar.

As mass ended, you said your goodbyes to the people you knew and wished them well before heading to Father Yoongi’s office. 
You thought maybe, just maybe, the religious artifacts that littered the hallways would deter the harlot inside you, but it was futile. Maybe you were cursed? Cursed with the undying need to commit a shameful sin with a holy man. 

Softly you knocked on his office door.
Knock, knock, knock.~ 

“Come in, angel.” The priest’s familiar voice penetrated through the door, ushering you in. His eyes immediately turned up from the paperwork before him and his gaze met yours.  His fingers intertwined with each other as his stare motioned for you to sit. “So, tell me. What has you so distant?” 

An indescribable mix of emotions flooded your mind as shied away from his eye contact. Your mind and body felt as if it were at war with one another- one wanted nothing more than to feel every part of him in the filthiest of ways while the other wanted to be at peace and be relieved from the hormones that whirled inside you. 

 A soft, exasperated sigh left you as your shoulders slumped, “Forgive me father..” You began, your tone sweetly apologetic as you continued, “..for what I am about to te- confess to you is less than appropriate.” 

Yoongi chuckled at your little statement, running his hand through his hair- flashing you this amused grin. 
“Miss Y/n, there’s nothing that you can tell me that’ll steer me away.” He playfully retorted, his eyes scanned your body. “Out with it, little one.” 

Nodding, you anxiously gulped. 
Your eyes slowly turned up meeting his once again. “I have been experiencing these… intrusive thoughts, Father.” As you began, something in him started to change as if he could already read the sin that presented itself. “These thoughts drive every part of me insane- they make me feel things that I’ve never felt before.” 

Raising a brow, Father Yoongi stood from his onyx colored chair, gracefully making his way around his desk- halting as he stood in front of you. 
Truthfully, he had his eye on you for a while now. He couldn’t help the attraction he felt every time he saw your angelic face- the way you seemed to be the innocent girl next door had his mind and body straying from the oath he took on his journey to priesthood. 

Keeping his daggerlike gaze on you, he tilted his head ever-so-slightly, “Tell me, child.” He sweetly hummed, near perfectly disguising the want in his tone. “What- or who- has been making you feel these things?” 

A peachy flush instantly covered your cheeks as you attempted to avoid his eyes, but you knew even if you lied your body’s reaction would give you away in an instant. 
“Ahh..” You sighed, shame and lust filled you simultaneously. “Father, I shouldn’t think of you- a holy man- in such a shameful way but I just can’t help it.” You started, worry laced your words as you nervously rambled on. spilling everything that littered your mind. “My body betrays my mind to the point of insanity every time we meet. My heart races and everything feels warm and-” 

Before you could finish your ranting, your little confession flipped a switch inside him.
 Father Yoongi seamlessly closed the space between the two of you. One hand gingerly cupped your face while he pressed his finger against your plush lips, “Sh, sh, angel.” He purred, licking his lips as he stared down at your delicate form. As he opened his mouth to speak again, you half expect him to either scold you or offer you some kind of solace, but instead the words that left him only worsened your state. 
“Do you know how badly I crave you, Y/n?” He asked, your name leaving his pink lips like silk. “I fight the urge to grab you buy your pretty hair-” He softly grumbled, his hand moving from your cheek to the back of your head before grabbing a fistful of your hair. “-and dragging you out of mass.. I fight the need to fill you up until I’m the only thing you can think about..”

Soft, need filled whimpers began to leave you as his grip in your hair tightened while his free hand slowly trailed its way down your neck- teasing your bare flesh for a moment before moving down your chest.
“Fa- Father..” You crooned as you felt the wetness between your legs drench your panties. “I- I..” You stuttered, your mind drawing blanks despite wanting to warn him of your virginity. 

“I know, little one-” He snickered, knowing full well that he would be your first if you allowed him to be. His hand ghosted over your breasts, lightly drawing circles around your nipples just watching how well you reacted to his attention before furthering downward. “Are you afraid to sin?” He added as his neared your core, “Are you afraid of being rid of your purity?- Or are you afraid of becoming a little fiend after I’m through with you?” 

Of course, you shook your head- again, despite your cautious mind your body ached for more of his touch. 
“Good girl,” He murmured, grinning as slowly pushed up your dress- dragging his blunt nails along your inner thighs, “And don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Sin with me, sweet girl.”

“Let’s fill each other with the ecstasy our bodies so badly crave.” 

“Allow yourself to indulge… Allow your lust to consume you entirely.”

Who’s Your Oppa? (charliesfairy)

Genre: Smut and a lil bit of angst but it’s barely even there my dudes

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader 

#14: “Take. It. Off.”

Requested By: @goddessofdestruction 

i’m still shit at titles,,someone pls help me,,but i’m such a slut for yoongi,,and that gif,,goddamn daddy,,yeah,,i’m going to hell,,bye

    It was never a good idea to tease Min Yoongi, but you never really had many ideas that didn’t land you in some kind of trouble so teasing him is almost an everyday occurrence, whether it be sexually or not.  Today, though, you were feeling unusually needy and desperately craved relief, but your boyfriend seemed to pay more attention to that damn microphone in his studio than to you.  You had a plan that would definitely change that.  There was no hiding the fact that Yoongi both loved and hated when you wore his clothes because it meant you’re trying to show that you’re his and he’s yours, but it, also, meant you got whatever you wanted because he just couldn’t say no. 

    Whether you simply steal one of his snapbacks or went as far as taking a whole lazy day outfit from him, it always got you exactly what you wanted.  With him being glued to his studio, it was going to take some drastic measures to get him to take his eyes off that stupid computer screen, but it wouldn’t be impossible.

    “Yoongi-yah,” you addressed him as you leaned against the door frame to his studio room, “Jimin-oppa said he’d come over and hang out with me since you  wo-”

    “You know how I feel about calling the other boys oppa.” he said sternly, not looking from the screen.

    “I know, but I don’t care right now because you won’t pay attention to me.  At least, Jimin-oppa will pay attention to me.” you retorted.

    You saw his jaw clench in anger, but he still didn’t look away from the screen.

    “I just wanted you to help me pick an outfit for when he comes over.”

    “Babe, I told you,” he huffed, “I’m very busy.  I don’t have time to help you pick out an outfit for your precious Jimin-oppa.”

    “Well, what do you think about this?”

    You had on nothing but one of his red flannels, completely unbuttoned.  You’re bottom half completely exposed, and your top half only partially covered by the fabric that moved every time you moved.  You knew he’d break as soon as he saw you, but he just wouldn’t look away from that computer screen.

    “I’m sure Jimin will love whatever you wear.  Now will you please-”

    “Goddammit, Min Yoongi, just look at me!” you screamed at him out of frustration.

    That was all it took for him to angrily push his chair back and lock his eyes with yours, his jaw clenched and his eyes darkened.

    “I am standing here almost completely naked for you, but you won’t even fucking turn around, you jackass!”

    The way you threw your arms exposed your chest for his staring eyes.

    “And now that you actually turned around, all you’re doing is staring at me!” you continued to yell, “Fucking say something!”

    “Take it off.” he stated.  He didn’t seem the least bit phased by your outburst.

    “No!” you refused and started to button up the shirt, “You’re lost your chance.”

    “I said: Take.  It.  Off.” he ordered again, “Or I’m going to come over there and rip it off you.“ 

    You looked from his angry eyes to his pursed lips and down to his hands which were balled up into fists, his nails digging into his palms.  You froze, your dominance diminishing as each second ticked by.  Then, you felt the cold wall hit your back, the red flannel thrown on the ground, and Yoongi’s warm body pressed against yours.  He had pushed you with such force you almost couldn’t breathe, but you had no trouble letting out a gasp of ‘Yoongi-oppa’ when he plush lips attacked your neck, licking, sucking, biting.  He stopped once he heard what you said.  

    “I thought Jimin was your oppa.” he smirked, but there was still anger in his voice.

    “He is.” you replied, deciding to tease him a bit more before you lost all control in the situation. 

    He thrusted his hips against yours, causing you to whimper loudly.

    “I’ll fucking show you who your oppa is.” he growled.

Just A Fan

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 682

Genre: Angst

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Originally posted by keepingupwithbts


“Next please!”

The minute you heard those words, you felt your heart beating hysterically against your rib cage, your weak legs climbing up the few stairs and kneeling down in front of the desk.

Only when you saw his face did you realize that everything was real. Only then did your realize that you were indeed at the BTS fansign, kneeling in front of the person you thought you would never be able to see in your life.

“Hey cutie, what’s your name?” Still mesmerized by his beauty, you observed every inch of his handsome face, smiling slightly when you saw how he stuck the tip of his tongue out while he signed your album.

“H-Hello, my name is Y/N.”

When he heard your name, he stopped and looked up again, smiling at you with his beautiful gummy smile. “Woah, that’s a beautiful name, just like you!”

Even though you knew that Yoongi liked to flirt with his fans from time to time, hearing those words made you feel warm inside without your control. Taking your bottom lip in between your teeth, you smiled shyly and averted your eyes down at your legs. “T-Thank you..”

Yoongi chuckled at your adorableness and took your hands in between his hands,  intertwining you fingers immediately. “So Y/N, tell me, who is your bias?”

Your head snapped up at that question, eyes widely open staring at his soft ones. “Ehm, I-I ehm..”

You saw how Yoongi’s smile grew wider as he observed your flustered face. Before you could realize what was happening, he let go of your hands and placed his on your cheeks, pulling your face near his before he whispered. “I already figured out, you don’t need to tell me.. It’s a good decision, I’m proud of you.”

The minute he leaned back a little bit, you exhaled the breath you didn’t know you were holding in, feeling your heartbeat all over your body.

Wait, since when was he so touchy?!

You blinked a few times, not knowing what to do. You had so many questions, why couldn’t you remember any of them?!

“Ah, you’re too cute!” Yoongi reached out for your hands again, placing his chin on them and looking at you with an expression you couldn’t really understand.

Lifting your eyebrows, you asked him hesitantly. “I-Is something wrong? Do I have something on my face?”

You tried to take your hand out of his grip in order to check your face but were stopped when Yoongi’s grip tightened. “No, there is nothing on your face. I just realized how beautiful you are..”

Shocked, you looked into his eyes without being able to say something. This was definitely a dream. This couldn’t be real.

Without saying anything, you looked into each other’s eyes for what felt like an eternity, his warm and soft hands still wrapped around your slightly trembling ones.

Observing your face again, he asked with a calm voice. “What are you thinking about?”

Taking a deep breath, you answered. “I’m just really happy that I was able to fulfill my dream before I-”

Just before you could end your sentence, the staff came to Yoongi’s side, motioning for you to continue moving so that the next fan could talk to him.

Nodding immediately, you started moving away but were stopped when Yoongi tightened his grip around your hands. With a questioning look, you looked at him.

Yoongi, on the other hand, was looking at you with a confused expression plastered on his face. “Before you what?”

Smiling sadly, you squeezed his hand once. “This was my first and last time seeing you Yoongi.. I only have a few months, maybe even few weeks left before I bid my goodbyes to this world..”

Yoongi’s whole body froze, his breath hitching as he felt like his heart stopped beating. “W-What?”

He watched how you replaced your sad smile with a happy one, your eyes never leaving his while you spoke.

“It’s okay, I’m just a fan. You won’t even realize that I’m gone..”

BTS reaction : their artist girlfriend having to film a dirty music video with another male artist

genre : angst, fluff

requested by : anon

author’s note : sorry for the wait, I’ve important exams this next two months so I don’t have a lot of time to write. also, thanks for the 809 followers, love ya.

written by : keila

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Originally posted by ksjknj

seokjin •

He understood it was for your career, a part of your job. He knew you did not have the choice, but he couldn’t enjoy the video when it was released. He was watching the screen carefully, feeling flustered. There wasn’t only one man, but two. Two men surrounding you. They were too close for Seokjin’s taste.

“Her manager is a fucking asshole. He knows she isn’t single.” he growled, ready to throw the phone against a wall, in pure rage.

“Yes, y/m/n is aware of my relationship with you. The song was a collaboration, so it’s normal that the other singer is in the clip video.” you smiled slightly, laying next to him on the bed. You moved closer to him, your legs intertwined with his.  “Plus, you’re the only one who can make me feel pretty, stunning, seductive. The one that can touch my body all day.” you added, making him smirked.

Originally posted by cyyphr

yoongi •

At first, he told you to not do it. He was angry at your manager for making you film a sexy music video with someone who wasn’t him. He was your boyfriend, and knowing that another man was able to touch you the way he was the only one supposed to was hard for him. He might have gave you the silent treatment during the first day of filming.

“Yoongi, can you hand me the lipstick?” you asked him. He was focused on his phone, ignoring you. You placed your hand on his thigh waiting for a reaction. He did not move a bit. He was definitely against the idea of you almost making out with the other artist. “ Oh, I see. You are doing all of this for a music video. You know that it’s ridiculous.” you said, rolling your eyes. He sighed, looking you in the eyes.

“I’m not being ridiculous. Sorry if I don’t like the sight of a man touching your ass, your hips while I’ll stay backstage.” he replied quickly in a tempered voice. He did not want to argue with you.

“I know it may be hard for you, but you have to do with it. It means nothing to me. Now stop ignoring me and kiss me before I put my lipstick.” you declared, initiating the reconciliation.

Originally posted by agustdz

hoseok •

He was quite insecure when you told him another man was going to see you in lingerie. The lingerie hadn’t have a lot of tissue, he was sure the other man was going to enjoy all of this. It made him irritated, nonetheless, he didn’t tell you anything. He wanted you to be focus on the clip video, and not his feelings. He was sure you wouldn’t cross the line by kissing the male artist.

“ You’re pretty in this outfit.” he faked a smile, thinking you won’t remark it. He was wrong. You could see in his eyes distress and rage.

“ Thank you… Are you sure everything’s okay ?” you inquired, playing with the ring in your hand. He was taken aback by your question. Was he supposed to tell the truth at the risk of making you upset just before the scene was filmed?

“ We’ll talk ‘bout it later. Now go make your make-up or your manager is gonna kill you.” he chuckled, kissing your cheek quickly, letting you alone with a sensation of heat in the cheeks.

Originally posted by yoonseok

namjoon •

He was mature about it, understanding. However, when the artist started to make sexual comments about you, it all changed. He was keeping an eye on him, and he came on the set every single day of filming.

“This swimsuit makes you a hella hot body.” the other artist claimed, his mouth wide-opened. He was probably going to drool if Namjoon did not cough to remind that he was here.

“It’s really disrespectful. She has a boyfriend, who’s literally sitting in front of you. Keep your remarks in your head.” Namjoon barked in a harsh voice. It wasn’t the kind boy who was nice to people, but the possessive one. You walked in his direction, in order to sit on his lap.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

jimin •

If looks could kill, your dance partner would have been killed many times. The dance you were learning was very sexual, reminding some lyrics of your song. Jimin, of course, wanted to be the one to teach you all of this, and to be your partner. The way your partner’s hand was on your thigh made Jimin annoyed. When your break came, he was following you everywhere, making sure the man was fully aware that you weren’t single.

“Jiminie, why are you like this ? Not that I dislike it, it’s just new. Habitually, you’re shy in public, and now you’re hugging me from behind without being uncomfortable.

"What do you mean? I have always been touchy with you.” he objected, his head laying on your shoulder. You thought it was super nice from him to be here, but he was a bit strange lately. And you for sure knew why. You just wanted him to admit his jealousy.

“Don’t lie to me. You know better.” you rolled your eyes, facing him.

“He’s gonna touch you. His hands will be all over you. I simply dislike this.” he grimaced. You reassured him, making him understand that it was just a dance.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

taehyung •

Taehyung chooses to act as if nothing was happening. He avoided the subject of you filming a dirty scene with another male artist. It was a way for him to not be upset. Nevertheless, it wasn’t working well. The boys were teasing him constantly, and Jungkook thought it was really funny to question him about the music video every morning.

“The boys are horrible.” he mumbled, entering your shared apartment. He was here most of the time, even if he also lived in the dorm with the boys. “ One day, I’ll kill them all.” he continued, taking off his jacket.

“What did they do ?” you asked, surprising him. You weren’t supposed to be here.

“You’re already back ?” he frowned.

“The music video’s almost finished. My manager lets me leave earlier.” you explained, taking a drink of tea. “ What do they do to piss you off?” you inquired, amused.

“Jungkook always asks about your music video and how it’s going on, even if he knows I avoid this because of the dirty fucking scene where you have to make out with this f… man.” he complained, before realizing all he had said.

“You’re extra. It’s just a hug and cuddle with a man who isn’t you, for a m/v.” you laughed.

Originally posted by lemondroptae

jungkook •

The first thing he told you was ‘no, not even in your dreams’. It shocked you, it was the first time Jungkook was that protective of you. He would be jealous when a man was flirting with you, but wouldn’t do anything. He did not appreciate when you wore revealing clothes, but it was your body after all. And right now, he was opposed to the music video.

“What did you think ? If you thought I was going to let you make out with this fucking artist, you were wrong. His hands won’t touch your body, and your lips won’t meet his lips.” he stated, in a clear tone. He seemed to be determined, and ready to lock you in a room for days if it was necessary. Each time he imagined you, in the hack of a car, laying on another man was making him feel pissed and jealous.

“C’mon, it’s like four seconds of kiss. We won’t actually do anything else.” you defended your music video. You needed to do it, for your job. You had already signed for this.

“You’ll have to make it up to me.” he mumbled, sulking and looking away.