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Here is a collection of fanfics that all take place in the same universe, with all the members falling in love one after the other.

☆summary:  Being the biggest boy band in the world can make it hard to find love. But in time, everyone finds the one that they were meant to find, the person that was forever theirs to begin with. Even the Bangtan boys aren’t an exception to that most simple rule of the universe, as they fall in love in the most unexpected places

☆rating: 18+

☆genre: snippets of life, idol!au

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Band AU : Cheiloproclitic (JJK.)

“Will it be a sin if I want to taste that mouth of yours?”

WARNING : This story contain a theme of religous believe(a lil bit).I’m not try to be offended with people believe,just use for entertainment in the story only.Nothing that I write can be confirmed as real (reference from horror movie that I watched here and there so I don’t really know).Anyway don’t take it serious and please,enjoy.

Author POV.

In the room around the corner of the dark alley,the music can be heard loudly in there.The rock tune was in the air.7 boys was practicing their songs and the clock was ticking.Minutes turned into an hour,they noticed the time on the wall.

“That’s for today guys.I hope our live tomorrow gonna be lit!”

“Yeah hyung,I hope so.”

“Gotta go guys,we need to visit our mom first before we go home.Uhh well actually his mom.”

“Yeah just practice a bit individual alright?”

Everyone noded their head.Then the leader dismissed every member in the band.Everyone bidded each other a good bye before they went out.2 out of 7 were left in the room quietly.

“Don’t you need to go and find that girl?”The leader asked his guitr player.He was indeed youngest but,the best player that he could find.

“No hyung,I don’t think she will want to see my face.”His brother felt upset about it,he can sense that.Of course,Jungkook’s look was a bit scary.However,he was such a marshmellow,soft and lovely when it comes to his personalities.Namjoon alwasys knew that fact.

“But you never talked to her,don’t assume things.”Namjoon tried his best to convince his little brother to meet the girl.He actually didn’t know who she was, but he knew that this girl wasn’t an ordinary one if she could shake Jungkook’s heart.

“Try to talk to her once,if it didn’t work then we’ll find the way.”jungkook sighed and finally accepted his hyung’s advice.Sooner or later he would need to talk to her anyway.

He packed up everything and left the room.Carrying his guitar on his back,he walked straight to the old castle up on the hill.There was a garden before he would arrive the castle and that was his target.

“Breathe in and g,you can do this Kook.”He mumble with himself.He walked into the garden and tried to find the (his) girl.Strolling along the borderless yard,he found a petite figure on the tree.Hanging one leg down to help her body balance. She was reading like always,but her sense told her someone was watching.She looked down and saw him.

“Oh there,hi.”She greeted him with a smile.He froze in place.Trying to figure out how to return that bright smile.“Uuuhh,uuummm,hi.”He greeted you back with a smile(which he tried to).

“I’ve never seen you before,are you a new worker here?”She asked him.He shook his head.“I’m a neighbor and I saw this garden was so beautiful that I needed to stop by.”

Gosh,how can he create that lie.First,his house was way too far to notice this castle.Second,He stopped by because of her.“It is right?I grow everything in here by myself.”She smiled again and his heart skipped few beats.

Although the conversation didn’t start smooothly at first,it was in the end which brought a second and third.Every time he finished practicing,he would stop by and talk to her.

Their conversations made them become closer and closer.It was like one of their routine in every day.Atleast if they didn’t talk,they would greet each other with a smile when Jungkook passes the garden.

“I want to watch your band live.”Y/N told Jungkook.Every time he finished the practice,he would always tell a story or two about his band.She really wished she could meet them all.

“Tomorrow be prepare then.”Jungkook replied which littted the spark in your eyes up.You was so excited about it that made him chuckle.“Easy marmalade, you gonna fall down the tree.”The nickname ‘marmalade’ made you turn red.The crimson color brushed over your white skin and it became darker and darker.

Y/N POV.

I finally get to see Jungkook’s band.He always tell me different stories about it and now it’s my chance.I never get permission to go outside,but this time I want to go.I want to see what’s outside this castle region.I walk into my step dad room and talk about it with him.

“But I never get a chance to go out.I have no one even a friend.”

“You are mine and don’t dare to disobey me!”

He shout in my face.Roaring out his anger toward me.I run out and cry along the way to my room.Why I need to stuck with him,just why.Why my mother need to give me to this person who didn’t even love me as his daughter.

He treat me like a slave.Although he is a pope,he is actually an evil inside this pope look of his.I hate him.“I will escape some day.”I mumble with myself and cry myself to sleep.

The sun nearly rise from the horizon and I am aware of that.I quietly step out of the castle and then walk along the street.I don’t want to live there anymore,not with that person in the castle.I remember that Jungkook talk about his practice room around the orner of alley.I follow the street signs until I arrive.

I push the bell.The bell ring one time and no response from anyone.I ring it the second and third until the door open.“I swear if you guys fucking p- huh?”A tall guy swear out loudly and stop at the middle of his sentence.“Who are you?”

“Hi...I uuhh Jungkook’s friend.”I tell him while facing the concrete floor.“Oh you must be the ‘girl’ he talked about,come in.”He let me in without hesitation.Wait, did say Jungkook talk about me?Gosh that embarrasse me.

“Hyung,who arrive thi- huh?”Another guy who wear only boxer walk down the stairs.I squeel and close my eyes with my hands.“Oh shit sorry,sorry.”He run upstairs and disappear.

“Sorry,Tae can be uumm weird sometimes.I’m Namjoon by the way,the leader.” He introduce himself and I introduce mine.We then arrive in the kitchen in no time.“I was tryint to make breakfast but well you arrived.” “I’m sorry if I interrupt you.”

“No it’s fine.You save the kitchen believe me.I tend to burn down a lot of things in here before I get a breakfast.”I chuckle with his reply why scratching his nape.I offer to help him and we both start our session.

“Smell really good,you really im- oh,is this the girl you talk about?”Both of us turn back with everything set in the plates.“Hi,I’m Jhope and this dude is my step brother,Taehyung.”Taehyung guy hide behind and peak his face out from the back a little.

We all start getting to know each other while eating the breakfast.After awhile,the others arrive with Jungkook as well.“How can you be here?”Jungkook ask with confusion write all over his face.“I remember the direction you give to me.”

“This is Jungkook’s girl?”The pale guy ask and everyone start to tease him.My face turn red all of sudden.“Stop hyung uhhhhh.”He settle his stuff down and walk to the living room.“Seems like out bunny boy upset.”The guy whose height nearly the same as Namjoon speak.“I’m Jin,the oldest and this is Yoongi and Jimin.”

“Hi..uuuhhh Y/N.”I reply nervously.They all look tough to be honest.That really scare me.“Hi”Jimin and Yoongi greet me.“I think you go get Jungkook to eat breakfast,tell him we’ll all discus about the live as well.”

I nod and walk out of the kitchen.Walking straight toward the living room.I call Jungkook who is now setting up his guitar.“Namjoon need you in there,they all gonna have a meeting.”He nod and walk pass you,directly to the kitchen.

“Why do I feel like he is angry,is it because of me?”The question run in my head and I start being upset.

Time skip : After the live finish ; Author POV.

After the live,she went straight back home without telling anyone.When she walked into the dark old castle,the danger reached to her in a blink of an eye.The evil stood on the top floor,stared down toward her fragile body and prepared to do something.When she saw it,her eyes widen and tried to run.

“Jungkook,did you do something to upset her?”Jhope asked his to make sure his brother didn’t done something inappropriate.“No I really did nothing hyung.”The boy was so confuse and upset right now.You never once left him without bid a good bye.

“Maybe is it because you’re avioding her?”Taehyung spoke.“Yeah that might be the reason.Are you afraid of us teasing you kook?”Jimin also agreed with his buddy.

Jungkook only noddded which make everyone sighed out a loud breath.“You don’t need to be afraid of that.We sorry that we might have gone to far.If you really like her why don’t you confess her properly?”Jin suggested while the other tried to encourage their youngest brother.“I don’t know if she li-”

“God damn,don’t make it look like a hard thing.You can clearly see she likes you.If not why she walk to Namjoon house?Didn’t you say that her house and our base is like from edge to edge of this city?”Yoongi stated out with an annoying feeling in his tone.

“Don’t be too harsh hyung.”Namjoon replied.“And for you buddy,why don’t you go after her and propose her right away.If it doesn’t work,at least you know why she was so upset that went out with no good bye?”He suggested the idea and everyone agreed.Looking (more like staring) at the youngest for the answer.

“Alright I’ll go tomorrow.Today I’m too tired and you guys as well.We need to have some rest before our next live.”

The next day,Jungkook went to the garden.He prepared flowers and other things he thought you’ll like it with him.When he arrived,there was no familiar figure on the tree or anywhere near the garden.He sighed and walked back home with broken heart.

Another day began and he did the same,still he couldn’t see the figure that he really missed.He always walked back home with broken heart but didn’t want to stop trying. That change until...

“I think this is wierd.”Taehyung stated.“She won’t be that upset to the point stop hanging around you.”Jin then continued.“Yeah,from what we knew after that day,she isn’t that kind of person for sure.”

“Hyung,I think something happened inside the castle.”All of sudden,Namjoon spoke and got everyone’s attention.“I heard story from neighborhood.They were talking about how they heard screaming came from the castle every single night.”

“We must find out,hyung please help me.”Jungkook literally had tear streaming down.He felt like Y/N was in danger.With the hyungs’ decission,they all started to go inside the castle.

In deepest floor of the castle,the chains’ sound can be heard everywhere.The screaming voice didn’t stop for hours.Her throat started to become dry.She wanted to get out of here so much but couldn’t.

“You belong to me and why you act like a whore?”Crash sound then came afterward.The blood was running down toward the cold concrete beneath her body. Despite that,she didn’t feel the pain anymore.She only feel numb and cold.

“Answer me!”Another crash hit her back.It triggered the red liquid to run out even more.She couldn’t focus now,too much blood was seeping out of her body and creating a pool under her feet.

“If you can’t obey me,then I’ll use the hard way.”He started to mumble something,chanted and stared into her eyes.Her body that weak already became weaker and weaker.She felt like she might pass out any second.The pope started his ritual.Brought out everything he’s been prepared for 3 days.He chanted something in an old language and made a mark on the floor.

“This is her house.”Jungkook spoke while the others stared in disbelief.“You sure this is her....place?”Jimin gulped loudly while Jhope clinged his life on Jin.“No time to be cowards you idiot.We needed to help this boy remember?”Yoongi curse and they all enter the castle.

“She’s freaking rich.”This time Tae spoke with astonished voice.Namjoon asked Jungkook how will they start searching for her.“AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”All of sudden,Jimin and Jin screamed.

“What’s wrong with you guys?”Jungkook asked them with annoyance in his tone. “W..we...see ghost!”They shouted while pointing at a figure not so far away from them.“Oh,you’re the boy that my lady talked about.”

The figure ran straight to Jungkook.“Please,sir,can you help my lady.She stuck under this castle in the dungeon.You need to help her befrore he kill her.” Jungkook eyes widen,Namjoon knew his brother well and asked few questions before let the lady in front of them led the way.

“I..I go grab the key.”She ran and picked the chunk of keys.She immediately led them to the dungeon.While they were walking,she told every single thing about what happened and gave Jungkook something.

“My lady want to see you but she can’t.She only hope to give you this.”Jungkook read the letter.Everything was clear for him now,he didn’t afraid anymore.She love him and now he needed to save

Time skip : 2 months after the incident

Who knows that this pope was actually the true evil all along.He finally ended up in jail now with the charge of murdured your mother which you have no idea about it and the other crime he did like sexual harrasment,robbery etc.

For you ang Jungkook,everything fell into its own places.You became the official member of their band well you knew the position.The boys accepted you as one of their family member which make you more than happy.

The castle also officially yours.You told the boys to come and live here instead of Namjoon hide out.At first they didn’t dare,but at last they entered in.Namjoon finally had home,the real one.He told you he would go when he’s able to find a new house himself.

“Cheers to the 2 month annivarsary of our kookie.”Jimin gulped down the champagne in one shot,Yoongi took time to enjoy it and sipped down,everyone except Tae chucked down the champagne into their throat.

“I hate alcohol.”TAe spoke and sip his cola,everyone then laughed.“I know right.” I joined him and he nodded while smiled at me.“At least I have you as my cola buddy.”

“Not so fast hyung.”Jungkook immediately cling on your shoulder.The hyung lines chucklled with how clingy Jungkook was with you.You didn’t mind though as it made you felt safe.

“Excuse us hyung,I have something to do.”He grabed you with him and exit the living room.“Kids be careful/Wear condom dude/Gentle Okay?”They were shouting while you both left.

You both walked into the room,guest room.You were impress with the decoration which you couldn’t recall you have.He gestured you toward the table.When you took a seat,he then blindfolded you.

“What was all of this for?”You asked.“Just amoment and you’ll get to see it.”You felt something tinglish on your wrist.When he finished,he took the blindfold out and you saw a braclet in your wrist.

“I never get the chance to ask you properly,will you be mine?”That was it.You jumped up and hugged him.You were so thankful of how kind he was and how lucky you were to meet him.You both released each other and just stared into each other soul. 

“Will it be a sin if I want to taste that mouth of yours?”

“No,not at all.”

He kiss you gently,caress you like you were a glass that was so fragile.Each of you exchange the love and passion through kiss.

Aye guys,I’m back for a bit.I just got a random thought.This was inspire by one of the tweet in twitter @kucinggendut​ .I hope you guys enjoy this one.Until then,see you next time,thank you for reading.

Pillow Talk (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

Disclaimers: I don’t own the image I used for my header 😁 I do own the edit of the header.

A Note from Kutemouse: Basically I need to drink some Hobi water and take a freezing cold shower after writing this. This is an idea that’s been living rent-free in my head for a while. Welp, time for it to pay up 😂

(Basically Unedited)

Rating: R (18+ only)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Holy shiz, okay, here we go… Mutual masturbation, awkward conversations in the nude, oral (female receiving), hickies, biting, Y/n is the softest dom and Hoseok is her sweet baby boy, making out described in exquisite detail, I use sexual words and swears.

Word Count: There are words

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Pillow Talk (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

You unlocked the door, bobbing to the beat resonating in your headphones, before heading inside your apartment. You tossed your bag on a chair and opened the fridge. Empty. Fuck. Oh well. You grabbed a bottle of water and took a few gulps, sashaying your hips as your favorite song played.

“Smooth like butter,” you sang under your breath, opening a few cupboards. Also empty. Damn. Take-out for dinner tonight for sure.

It was then you heard it. A noise so strange you whipped off your headphones just to make sure it was real. You froze, still on your tiptoes, listening hard. There it was again. It sounded like… like some type of mewling.

“Hobi?” you asked the empty room tentatively. Jung Hoseok was your roommate that you had lived with for the past two years, but you’d never heard that kind of sound from him.

You quietly grabbed a steak knife from a drawer and crept down the hall, intent on catching the intruder. You followed the sound, which seemed to be coming from your room. The door was barely cracked, but you could see someone moving around. When you finally got close enough to peer inside, you gasped, slapped your hand over your mouth, and dropped the knife. Luckily, it fell on the thick carpet, muffling any sound it would have made otherwise.

None other than your roommate and best friend, Jung Hoseok, was straddling one of your expensive, memory-foam pillows, stark naked from head to toe. His eyes fluttered closed, his mouth hanging open in ecstasy as he slid his hard length along the fabric of your purple pillowcase over and over, moaning loudly. The longer side of your bed faced the doorway, so you had a full view of the show. You raked your gaze down Hoseok’s beautiful body, his golden skin dewy with sweat, his abs contracting as his hips rutted against your pillow. Your eyes finally wandered down to his cock, and you felt your core clench. It was the most gorgeous cock you had ever seen. Long, thick, and slightly curved, just the sight of it made your mouth water.

“Oh god, Y/n,” Hoseok murmured. “That feels so good.”

You had to stifle another gasp. He was thinking of you while he did this? You sidled up to the door as close as you dared, glad he hadn’t heard you. Then again, he was moaning pretty loud. Is this what he did when you were out and about? Now that you thought about it, you weren’t supposed to be home for another hour. You were covering for a coworker, and your boss had offered to let you go home early as a thank-you for volunteering to help out.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Hoseok’s moans getting higher in pitch as he neared his climax. Oh god. He was so gorgeous, with those pretty noises spilling from his cherry-red lips, matching his flushed cheeks. And that cock… With a weeping tip and prominent veins, you didn’t know how you were going to stop thinking about it. You bit your lip, tugging at the edge of your skirt as you rubbed your thighs together. You never imagined you could get so turned on at the sight of your best friend humping your pillow.

Hoseok sped up his pace, rubbing his beautiful cock over every inch of that pillow, his moans getting louder and louder. “Yes, Y/n, just like that, don’t stop,” he whined.

Fuck. Without any more hesitation, you slid your fingers down the waistband of your skirt, moving the fabric of your panties aside to rub the pad of your middle finger along your moist folds. Hoseok’s hips stuttered as he got closer and closer to orgasm, his moans coming out more like gasps. You rubbed your clit in time with his hips, faster and faster until you were sure you were going to orgasm right there in the hallway.

“Y/n, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Hoseok groaned lowly just before white spurted all over your pillowcase, spreading like creamy icing over a hot cinnamon roll. If you were wet before, you were positively soaked now. Hoseok fell back onto your bed, panting. You quickly stepped away from the door, afraid he would see you peeping at him, or worse, see the hand you still had down your panties. You pressed your back against the wall, trying to control your breathing as your impending orgasm slipped away.

You heard rustling noises then footsteps heading toward you, and before you could move, Hoseok opened the door, still completely naked, holding your cum-stained pillow over his crotch. His eyes were on the ground, so you had a second to compose yourself before stepping in front of him. “Hi Hobi.”

You had never seen him jump so hard. “Y/n!” he yelped. “Wh-What are you doing here?!”

“I live here.”

You glanced down Hoseok’s body, his hand clutching the pillow so tight you could see the white of his knuckles. “Whatcha doing, roomie?”

“I was just… just…”

You crossed your arms. “Arranging my pillows for me?”

Hoseok’s eyes darted from side to side. “Uh… yes?”

You cocked an eyebrow. “In the nude?”

“I-I-I was j-just-”

“Save it.”

You reached over and tugged the pillow away from him, clicking your tongue at the wet stains littering the fabric. “Hobi, do you know how much these pillows cost? Not to mention my 800 thread count Egyptian cotton pillowcases!”

Hoseok stared at you in shock, covering his cock with his hands. “I-I’m so sorry Y/n, I was just on my way to washing it-”

“Wash it? Oh baby, you’ll clean more than just my pillowcase,” you said, your voice dangerously low.

You stepped toward him, smirking when he blushed deeply at your close proximity to his naked body. You gently removed his hands and began to stroke his softening length, standing on your tiptoes and putting your lips to his ear. “You’re going to also clean up the mess you made in my panties,” you whispered, relishing in the way he shivered as your breath fanned over his skin. “With your tongue.”

Hoseok gulped before nodding. “O-Okay.”

You crashed your lips into his, shoving your tongue down his cavern, completely dominating his mouth with yours. You hungrily devoured his soft, red lips, enjoying the way he moaned when you bit down on his bottom lip and gently sucked on it. Hoseok slid his palms towards your ass, massaging it roughly before you slapped his hands away. “No, no, no,” you teased, beckoning him into your room with a finger. “No touching until you’ve made me cum with that tongue of yours. You already got to cum, so it’s only fair.”

Hoseok grinned sheepishly, running a hand through his dark, mussed hair. “Yeah, about that…”

You clicked your tongue. “Later. I need you to eat me out, now.”

You lay back on the bed, giving Hoseok plenty to look at as you slid your panties down your thighs, using your foot to toss them elsewhere. “Holy fucking shit,” he murmured, kneeling on the ground in front of you. He didn’t dare touch, just stared at your pussy like it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“Hands behind your back,” you commanded, glee zipping through you when he obeyed without question.

Hoseok leaned in, leaving wet kisses along the insides of your thighs, working his way up to your core. Your muscles were already trembling from the anticipation, but nevertheless, you stayed propped up on your elbows so you could see every bit of the action. Finally, he licked a long strip up your center, causing you to let out a loud groan.

“Fuck, baby, just like that,” you hissed.

He did it over and over again, his tongue dragging from your perineum to your clit, like he was trying to memorize your taste. Without warning, he shoved his tongue inside of you then withdrew it, flicking it back in and out of your pussy, fucking you in a way you’d never been fucked before. “Oh god, Hobi,” you moaned, grabbing a fistful of his silky hair. “More, more, please more.”

You felt him smirk against your folds before he put that tongue back to work, dragging it over your clit before he wrapped his lips around it and sucked, hard. “Fuck!” you cried out. “Hoseok, I’m gonna… I’m gonna, fuck!”

He finished his assault on your clit and went back to tongue-fucking you, lapping up the gush from your orgasm, not letting a drop go to waste.

You tugged on his hair, dragging him up to face you before you rewarded him with kisses, tasting yourself as you sucked on his gorgeous tongue.

You felt Hoseok’s hard length against your thighs, but he didn’t dare try anything without your permission. “Hobi,” you murmured, staring deeply into his dark eyes. “Fuck me.”

He wasted no time in unbuttoning your blouse, leaving deep purple hickies along your cleavage as he fumbled with the clasp on your bra. “Awww, baby having trouble?” you giggled, undoing it for him.

Hoseok blushed, shyly turning away from your exposed chest. “It’s okay,” you murmured as you unzipped your skirt and slid it off your body. “You can look at me.”

He took a deep breath before turning toward you, his mouth falling open at the sight of your naked form. You smirked, straddling him. “Your cock is so pretty,” you moaned as you felt his tip prod your entrance.

Hoseok held back a groan, biting down on his bottom lip. You slowly took him inside of you, relishing in the stretch, the curve of his cock hitting your g-spot perfectly. “Oh my god, Hobi,” you whimpered. “If I’d known what you had hidden down here, I would’ve tried to get in your pants forever ago.”

You began to move, slowly sliding up his cock until it was almost out before sliding back down it again. Hoseok moved with you, fucking up into you, making you gasp. Oh yeah. You were gonna be sore tomorrow. You increased your pace, slapping sounds filling the air. You could tell Hoseok was holding back, trying not to get too turned on, biting back his moans as best he could.

“C’mon baby, I wanna hear you,” you said, trying to encourage him to let go.

“Can’t,” he grunted. “I’ll cum.”

At that, you increased your pace even more. “You better not,” you teased, panting. “You’ve gotta satisfy me first.”

You took him as deep as you possibly could before circling your hips, savoring the way his cock felt inside of you. Hoseok kneaded the flesh of your ass, biting down on your shoulder. “Fuck Y/n,” he murmured, soothing the bites with wet kisses. “You’re better than I imagined.”

Motivated by his praise, you kissed him, hard, before bouncing up and down on his cock once more. Hoseok gripped your ass, helping you move as your muscles began to tremble. His dick was hitting all the right spots, the curve of his shaft rubbing perfectly against your g-spot. “Hobi, I think I’m going to-” you moaned, but you couldn’t even finish your sentence before your orgasm washed over you in a tidal wave of pleasure.

You moaned loudly, one hand wound in his soft, dark hair, the other pulling his torso flush against yours as you rode out your orgasm. But you weren’t done yet. Determined to make Hosoek feel as good as you did, you began to move your hips once more, your ass jiggling as you rode him.

“Fuck, Y/n!” he cried out. “You’re gonna make me cum if you keep this up.”

You tugged on his earlobe with your teeth. “That’s the point,” you panted. “Cum for me, baby.”

His moans got higher in pitch and louder, and you knew it was time. Just before he came, you hopped off him and shoved his beautiful cock down your throat, swallowing down every bit of his orgasm. Glee zipped through you, giving you goosebumps, at the sight of his shaking thighs. “Holy shit, that was amazing,” he panted, flopping back on your bed.

“Holy shit, indeed,” you agreed, laying down and snuggling up to him.

He wrapped an arm around you and drew you close. The two of you stayed like that for a long while, almost falling asleep, before you asked the question that had been nagging at the back of your mind. “So… how long have you been befouling my poor pillows?”

Hoseok chuckled nervously. “Bout a month now.”

You sat up. “A whole month?!”

“Uh… yes. Since the party at Namjoon’s.”

You pursed your lips. “What changed? You’ve never shown any signs of wanting me before.”

“You did,” Hoseok said, sitting up as well and touching his nose to yours. “Remember when we played ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven?’”

You rubbed your forehead. “Not really. I had a lot to drink that night.”

“Oh, well… you got paired up with me, and when we got inside the bedroom, w-we made out.”

“I vaguely remember this,” you said, frowning. “But was it really so good, it made you want me?”

“I already kind of wanted you,” Hoseok admitted. “We’ve lived together for two years now, so I’ve caught glimpses into your sex life. A thong here, a flash of your ass there. But it wasn’t until then that I realized just how much I wanted to fuck you.”

Hoseok rolled over you, nudging your legs apart with a thigh. “And then some.”

“So… you wanted to fuck me so badly, you came in here and defiled my pillows instead?”

A smile tugged one side of his mouth upward. “Something like that. At first, it was just me jerking off to the thought of you, but then I began to want more. And your pillows? They smell like you. They were the next best thing to having the real you.”

Warmth coursed through your veins at his words. You rolled over, taking him with you, until you were straddling him once more. “That’s hot,” you murmured, kissing him sensually.

You pulled away from him abruptly, making his eyes flutter open. “But Hobi?” you said. “If you feel the need to hump something that smells like me again, just come find me. I’ll be happy to oblige.”

Hoseok smirked. “I look forward to it.”

I Missed You

Disclaimers: I don’t own the gift I used for my header 😁 Creator is credited.

Original Request: “Hi there! A request. Maybe you will do or maybe you wont' but still, can you do a imagine where hobi is a sugar daddy, and he spoils the reader annd you know what happens next😅”

A Note from Kutemouse: Well hello there kutie pie! You’re the first requester I’ve had in so long, thank you so much for sending this in! When I read your request, my first thought was, “Oh hell yes.” I’ve been feeling Hobi lately (hence “Pillow Talk” 😂), but I haven’t written a dom Hoseok fic yet. Thank you, dear kutie, for allowing me to write this. It was honestly such a pleasure.

Btw, doesn’t this amazing gif SCREAM daddy Hoseok? 🥵

(Like half of this is unedited)

Rating: R (18+ only)

Genre: Smutty Smut

Warnings: Sugar daddy Hoseok, sugar baby Y/n, a shit ton of making out described in detail, sexual descriptions and words, oral (m receiving), Daddy/Baby Girl relationship and kink, Hobi softly collars Y/n, dom Hoseok (f*ck yes), swears to the max, bit o’ fluff.

Word Count: There are words.

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I Missed You (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

Jung Hoseok sighed as he unlocked the door to your apartment. It had been a long few weeks, full of non-stop travel, interviews, photoshoots, and of course, live performances. Now that the pandemic seemed to be ebbing, BTS’ schedule was busier than ever. But this weekend? This weekend would be dedicated to you.

He hadn’t seen you in nearly a month, and except for the occasional text and video chat, you seemed to be keeping busy as well. You joined a pilates class and threw yourself into doing well at university. Your last paper had received resounding praise from your professor, thanks to the hours of research you had poured into it. The truth was, you were keeping yourself occupied so you wouldn’t have time to miss, or even think about, Hobi.

The arrangement the two of you had was unique, that was for sure. Hoseok knew he barely had any time to date, along with the fact that he was constantly in the public eye, and the last thing he wanted was to have to sneak around and subject his partner to possible hate and humiliation. With that mindset, Hoseok kept his eye out for a girl who he could share a few days here and there with, who wouldn’t mind hardly ever seeing him, and who wouldn’t need the type of commitment he knew he could never give.

The pandemic allowed Hoseok to easily go out without being recognized, and one morning he donned a mask and baseball cap to pick up coffee at the cafe down the block. You were nearly at the end of your first shift on the job, thank god. A number of wealthy snobs lived around the area and were extremely particular about their order and service, plus you still had your second job to get to.

You caught Hoseok’s eye the second he walked in. “Hi there, welcome,” you greeted, turning from a table you were wiping down. “What can I get you?”

For Hoseok, there was no going back after that. He visited the cafe as often as he could, always in disguise and always hoping for a brief conversation with you. He enjoyed the way your soft, pink lips would turn up in a small smile whenever you saw him and the way your cheeks flushed whenever he flirted with you. If only he could get you alone.

He finally got his chance. You were taking the trash out to the dumpster behind the building when he approached you. You felt like a mess, what with coffee stains littering the front of your apron and your hair falling out of its bun, but he would’ve taken you right then and there if he could. “Hi Y/n,” he said, lowering his mask to reveal himself at last. You started. “O-Oh! Hey there! Um, this is actually the back entrance, but if you come in through the front, I’ll start on your order right-”

“I wanted to speak to you, actually,” he said.

You stood there, holding onto the garbage bags like they were your lifeline, a flush already creeping up your cheeks. “A-About what?” you stammered, nervous in the presence of such a handsome guy.

“I know this may seem strange, but I’d like to take you on a date. It can’t be anywhere public, though. Would you be willing to meet me at this address?” He lifted the strap of your apron and slid a business card underneath it, staring deeply into your eyes as he bit down on his bottom lip.

Your face was so red it might as well have been on fire. “A d-date? With me?”

Hoseok nodded. “My phone number is also on that card. Text me if you can’t make it. Wear something nice. See you at eight.”

Without giving you any time to protest, he spun on his heel and left. Later that day, the latest BTS song, “Life Goes On,” played over your cafe’s radio. As Hoseok’s heart-warming, mellow voice came through the speakers, you dropped the mug you were holding, ceramic shards flying everywhere. Your coworker asked if you were okay but you couldn’t answer. You couldn’t tell her you’d been asked out on a private date with Jung Hoseok, and you hadn’t even recognized who he was until that moment.

You showed up for your date much too early, wearing a halter-neckline peach-colored dress underneath a black coat. It turned out the address was in a large, ornate apartment building. You had to get through a gate where a security officer checked your ID to make sure it matched a name on a list, as well as be issued a visitor’s keycard that would allow you access to the elevator for one night only. You knocked softly on the door, pulling down your mask so you could be recognized through the peephole. Hoseok opened the door, wearing a custom-tailored suit jacket over a white shirt, the top few buttons undone to show off his caramel-toned skin.

“Thanks for coming,” he said as he slipped off your coat, admiring the soft skin of your shoulders. He couldn’t wait to taste it.

The date went well. Hoseok had ordered the most exquisite food and a few bottles of wine. After a glass, you loosened up a bit. You had questions, of course. Hoseok answered them all before presenting the idea that had been filling his head since he first laid eyes on you. He said that he wanted the two of you to keep seeing each other but with conditions. You would move to this apartment, only mere minutes away from the apartment complex BTS lived in, and Hoseok would pay all your living expenses. He knew the reason you worked two jobs was to try and save up to go to university, but if you agreed to the arrangement, he’d pay your tuition and fees in full. The only thing he asked in return is that you would essentially be his girlfriend whenever he was in town, providing him a respite from being one of the world’s biggest pop stars. You’d have to sign an NDA contract, of course, but other than that, you were free to come and go as you pleased, free to pursue whatever course of study you wanted at university, and free to live your life without worrying about money.

You could hardly speak after all that, let alone provide him with an answer. He’d pay for everything? Everything? And all you had to do is act the devoted girlfriend whenever he happened to have time off? But Hoseok was clear. This wouldn’t be a typical relationship. He’d be gone for weeks, if not months, at a time, and he’d only have a few days a year to spend with you. You couldn’t get clingy or demand more from him, otherwise, he’d cut ties and let you go. He didn’t have time for arguments or drama.

After a couple days went by with nothing else on your mind, you texted him to tell him you concurred with the arrangement. After all, you really wanted to go to university and study medicine. A medical student’s schedule was extremely busy, so you wouldn’t have time for love anyway. The two of you seemed meant to be.

A year went by without incident, but you found with each visit, you began to miss Hoseok more and more. You missed talking to him, missed his contagious laughter, his bright smile, his jokes. You missed the nights spent tangled up in the sheets, his heated kisses, and the marks he left all over your body. And he, in return, began to miss you as well. He chose to show his affection with gifts, however, trying to hide how he really felt behind showering you with designer clothing and accessories.

This time, he showed up with a bouquet of purple tulips, your favorite, and a scarlet velvet box. “Y/n?” Hoseok called out.

“In here!”

He stepped into the kitchen, where you were stirring a pot over the stove. You wore a white apron over your blouse and skirt, your hair held up in a clip as you cooked. It was enough to ramp up the needy desire for you Hoseok had been feeling into overdrive. He wrapped his arms around you, hands sliding up to grope your breasts, grinding his hips against your backside. “Baby girl,” he murmured against your skin as he nuzzled your neck, taking the clip out of your hair and letting it fall down your back. He began to leave hungry, wet kisses along your jaw.

You groaned, your eyes fluttering closed. “H-Hobi, wait, I’m in the middle of making dinner.”

Even as the sentence came out of your mouth, you knew your protest was only half-hearted. Truth was, you couldn’t wait to get him in bed.

“Let it simmer,” Hoseok growled, reaching over the stove to turn down the heat. “And give me what I’m really hungry for.”

You turned, eyes wide. “Wh-What are you hungry for?”

He smirked. “You.”

Hoseok lifted you on the counter, his palms sliding up your skirt and teasing the edge of your thigh-high stockings as he eagerly devoured your lips. You allowed him to dominate your mouth, moaning as his tongue twirled around yours.

He separated from you, leaving you with eyes closed and breathless, before slowly peeling off each of your stockings, trailing kisses along your inner thighs as he did so. With a sly grin, he sat in one of the kitchen chairs, spreading his legs apart to show off how hard you made him. “Daddy’s had a long week, baby girl,” he murmured. “Why don’t you come over here and make me feel better?”

His words had you slipping off the counter to your knees, crawling eagerly towards him until you got close enough to undo his belt buckle and lower his zipper. Eyes locked on his, you took out his rock-hard length, your mouth watering at the sight. It was, to this day, the most gorgeous cock you had ever seen. Long, thick, with a perfect curve that served to hit all the right spots inside of you, it was safe to say you were addicted.

You licked a long strip up to the soft skin of the head, which you sucked gently like it was the most delectable lollipop. Hoseok hissed in appreciation, his fingertips scraping along your scalp until he gathered your hair in a fist and shoved his cock fully in your mouth. “Fuck,” he groaned, holding himself deep down your throat as you swallowed around him.

Hoseok didn’t let you breathe until you tapped his thigh, causing him to slide his cock out of your mouth all at once before shoving it in again. You let him fuck your mouth, grunting as he set a brutal pace. Occasionally, he let out a moan that sent heat straight down to your core, finding pleasure in his gratification.

He withdrew his cock from your mouth for the last time, panting as you coughed and sputtered. He took a napkin and bent down, gently wiping your mouth and cheeks until the only evidence of your debauchery left was the flush of your skin. “I have a gift for you,” he said, helping you stand.

“You do?”

“Mmhmm.”

Hoseok took your hand and led you down the hall until you both stood in front of the full-length mirror in your bathroom. He drew the velvet box from his pocket, smiling as you gasped. “Oh, Hobi, you didn’t have to.”

“Hush,” he said, stepping behind you.

This gift, unlike his others, was simple yet expensive. It was a gold necklace with a thin chain and a small, emerald-encrusted pendant that read, “Hoseok” in gold lettering.

He put it around your neck, smoothing your hair out of the way. “Do you like it?”

“I actually love it,” you said, touching the pendant in disbelief. “But you didn’t have to get me anything.”

Hoseok met your eyes in the mirror. “This will remind you of me when I’m gone. It even has my favorite color gemstone. Green, the color of hope.”

You smiled. “I noticed.”

He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “I’ll wait in the bedroom. I want you wearing nothing but the necklace.”

You nodded, shivers running down your spine. He left you to undress as he also undressed, tossing his clothes in a corner and stroking himself as he sat on the bed to wait. You came in shortly, completely naked except for the necklace as told. Hoseok grasped your hips and yanked you close, twirling his tongue around each of your nipples as you gasped, running your fingers through his dark, silky hair. He nipped at the flesh of your breasts, occasionally sucking and leaving deep purple marks. “Turn around,” he ordered softly.

You obeyed, presenting your ass to him. He sat you on his lap and spread your thighs apart before taking his middle finger and stroking your clit. You shuddered, gasping as he continued his ministrations, relishing in how wet you were for him. “You’re always so ready for Daddy, aren’t you baby girl?”

You nodded, leaning back into Hoseok’s chest as he sped up his pace. He dipped his finger inside of you and circled it around, the pad of his palm pressing against your clit. “Oh god,” you gasped, knowing you weren’t going to last much longer.

Without warning, Hoseok began to rub your clit again with the tips of his fingers, circling your sweet spot faster and faster until you were squirming in his hold. “D-Daddy, I’m going to-”

“Cum baby girl, c’mon, soak these fingers,” he growled.

You cried out as your orgasm washed over you and drowned you in pleasure, cum squirting out all over Hoseok’s fingers and his lap. He didn’t let up, continuing to rub your clit until you grabbed his hand, begging him to stop due to the overstimulation.

You whined when he took his fingers away, the open air flowing over your wet pussy making you shiver. Hoseok turned you around and licked his fingers, the sight of his lips wrapped around each digit driving you crazy. He kissed you then, letting you taste the sweetness of your pussy.

He maneuvered you onto the bed and grasped your hips once more, lifting them until they were level with his cock. “Ready, baby girl?” he asked, pressing a palm in the middle of your back.

You nodded. “Please Daddy, please fuck me.”

Hoseok growled. “I fucking love it when you beg.”

He shoved his cock into your dripping pussy, stretching you out until you didn’t think you could take any more. A whole year of getting fucked by Hoseok and you still could barely take the full length of his dick. He slid almost all the way out of you before shoving himself back in and repeating the action, causing your entire body to tremble with the force of his thrusts. Your legs buckled and began to slide down the sheets until you were practically lying on your stomach, which was just fine with Hoseok as he leaned over you and rammed himself into you even deeper than before.

You moaned into the mattress, grabbing at the sheets until your knuckles turned white, trying to keep yourself grounded as Hoseok fucked you so hard you saw white spots at the edges of your vision. His grunts got louder and higher in pitch, and you knew he was getting close. Just the thought of him painting your insides with his cum had you on the edge, crying out as he hit your g-spot.

“Cum for me baby, squeeze that pussy around my cock,” Hoseok panted, feeling you beginning to contract.

You moaned loudly. “Right there, Daddy, right there, oh my god, I’m gonna-” Your second orgasm hit you like a truck, causing your eyes to roll back in your head, your mouth parted open as your breath stopped, every muscle in your pussy constricting around Hoseok’s beautiful cock.

He couldn’t take it anymore and thrust into you one last time, shooting load after load into your tight hole with a loud groan. He lifted you up as his cock softened inside of you, pulling your sweaty back against his torso, rubbing your stomach affectionately. You rolled your head to the side to capture his lips in a kiss, pushing and pulling at lips with yours. “God, I missed you,” you murmured.

Hoseok tensed. Shit. You weren’t supposed to let him know you felt attached to him and missed him when he was gone. That was the type of commitment he swore he didn’t want in this relationship.

“I mean, I missed this,” you said, backtracking. The way his eyebrows were furrowed worried you.

“Yeah,” he muttered, pulling out of you and going inside the bathroom.

Damn it. You lay down, rubbing a hand over your forehead. Why the hell did you say that?

Hoseok came back with a washcloth and wiped down your body, erasing the mess he made from your body. He caught sight of the necklace bearing his name and smirked before laying down beside you, cuddling your body close.

“Hey,” he murmured, causing you to look up at him into those dark, sparkling eyes. One corner of his mouth turned up. “I missed you too.”

Warmth flooded your chest and you snuggled into his side. You didn’t know if he had feelings for you, and you didn’t know if you had feelings for him, but you did know that he cared about you enough to miss you, and that, for now, was enough.

BTS “BE” concept photos – curated by BTS

You can’t stop me loving myself~

Something Gross (M)

Summary: With the help of the boys, you and Hoseok finally move into your new apartment, but christening the new place leads to a snafu.

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 2304

TW: Fluffy sex, Like super fluffy, V vanilla

A/N: Wow my first post. Alright. Let’s do this! Just a quick cute drabble. It’s a little cheesy, but I had fun writing it, so I hope you enjoy!

The doorbell rings as you pull the last picture frame out of the now empty box at your feet.

“Can someone get that please?” You call out to the house.

“Got it!” You hear someone call back, it sounded like Jin.  A few seconds later you see a head of blonde hair rush past you to open the door, confirming your assumption.

As you place the picture frame on the mantelpiece, situating it perfectly in its place you hear a ‘thank you’ and the door closes next to you.  “Aish, the amount of money I spend on you people…”

“Perfect!” You call out, ignoring Jin’s muttering while you smile at your handiwork. “We’re finally finished!”

“We just finished setting up the bed too, so I guess we really are done.” Jin mentions. 

“I’ll pay you back for the food later Oppa.” You offer, the both of you walking to the kitchen, but he holds up his hand to halt your words.

“Guys, food!” He calls out, and you instantly hear several sets of feet rushing to meet you in the dining room.

As the six other boys enter, you can’t help but smile at their sweaty faces, grateful for the effort they had put in that day. Caught up in your thoughts, you don’t notice that someone snuck around behind you until a pair of arms wrap tightly around your waist. You turn your head and catch a glance of some red hair. 

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