you are my soulmate

You honestly hadn’t expected a rough, brutal fucking session to ensue this evening. It was a regular night; dinner, chatting, laughing, doing the dishes, shower and getting ready for bed. It was even fueled with some soft, tender kisses as you both stood at the sink to do your nighttime routine. If anything, you expected some slow love making to take place if sexy time was to be included.

So as seokjin kissed on your neck and slipped the strap of the nightgown you had on down your shoulder, you mentally prepared yourself for sensual night filled with love confessions and breathy moans, burning buildups and whispered words, desperate kisses and deep grinding.

Instead, you were getting folded in half at the edge of the bed as seokjin made it his purpose to push as deep and hard as he can into your swollen cunt, grunting and huffing as he drilled you into the poor mattress, your body shuffling further and further up the bed as you uncontrollably writhed beneath him.

“Fuck!” You cry was hoarse and choked because of the intense position, legs draped over his wide shoulders and constantly squeezing as he pushed the weight of his torso onto you to fuck deeper. “G-god fuck,,hngh—“

“So wet,” he huffed, adjusting his knees onto the mattress for a second and gripping onto your thighs harder, fingers bruising into your skin as he continued to drill into you and you felt like you were about to fall off the bed but you braved yourself agains the wall. You all but sailed as seokjin increased his pace, the wet sound of his balls slapping against your ass borderline pornographic as you pushed against the wall to keep yourself from shifting too far off the edge because clearly, seokjin was too busy fucking your brains out to notice that he might actually push you off.

“Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck—argh fuck yeah,” he gives a few more hard thrusts, jostling your body along the way as you cried into your orgasm, relishing the feeling of warmth as he spilled into you. His torso leaned against your bent legs, pushing your legs further apart and pushing even deeper and you felt like he was about to be broke apart but it felt so good with his cum dripping out of you.

He kissed your forehead as you both calmed down before releasing your legs and allowing you to shift up the bed before taking you in his sweaty arms and pulling you into his body as you giggled tiredly.

“What’re you laughing at?” He chuckled, squeezing your ass.

one | two

pairing: kim seokjin x reader

rating:  m (18+)

genre:  angst | smut | some fluff + humor towards the end | established relationship!au

summary:  It takes a foolishly trivial incident to unravel how astonishingly little you and Seokjin actually understand each other. It has you questioning your relationship, and him? Well, he’s questioning his whole life.

warnings:  swearing + implied alcohol consumption + realistic relationship problems + mentions of insecurities, jealousy, complicated mental dispositions + emotional distress + sexual situations (unprotected penetrative sex, slightly rough sex, sex in a semi-public place, dirty talking, a bit of manhandling, fingering, maybe like…two spanks? idk) + mentions of masturbation + a ton of miscommunication (refer to the summary smh) + seokjin’s volatile anger at ppl calling his girlfriend “noona” lol

word count:  12.9 k

note:  y’all. this fic has been a long as heck journey. and i’ve proofread it so many frickin times, i’m seriously tired of it😩 but i’ve poured my heart and soul into it, y’all, i hope you like it~ 🥺💜

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“Yah! Jung Hoseok! Get up!” Seokjin barks, kicking the sleepy redhead’s bum with his foot. “You promised me grocery shopping!”

“Hyung?”

Seokjin turns around to find Yoongi standing at the door to Hoseok’s room, looking at him with barely open eyes. “What?” he, quite unnecessarily, snaps.

“Just so you know, he went to bed at six,” Yoongi says around a yawn.

Seokjin raises an eyebrow. “And? Is that supposed to mean something to me?”

Yoongi blinks at him. “If you’re a human being, yes, hyung. Let the poor guy sleep, I’ll go grocery shopping with you.”

Seokjin vehemently shakes his head. “No, Yoongs. These kids should learn that their actions have consequences! And that promises that they make to me, mean something.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes, very elaborately. “Please, hyung. It’s been more than six years. Stop teaching them lessons. Also, Hobi is a senior at college now. They’re hardly kids anymore!”

“Well, until they’re earning, they’ll be kids in my eyes.” Seokjin turns his nose up at Yoongi.

“This isn’t how you should be venting, but you do you, I guess.” Yoongi presses his lips together and shakes his head. “If he picks up leeks in place of spinach, it’s on you.”

jungkook with his hair tucked behind his ear for anon ♡