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Author: Admin Jazzi

Word count: 879 (sorry it’s so short.😭it’s just an intro)

⚠️warning ⚠️: language

Chapter one: Meeting

Jungguk met his mommy, Kris, in a bar one night. They didn’t hook up but he got her number. He was hella confident when he checked her out too. She was curvy, he liked that, her skin color that resembled toasted almonds(so pretty), a cute fro that was dyed red.

Her make up was beautiful.

She was wearing a gorgeous red dress that hugged her beautiful body and she probably wasn’t wearing panties cuz her booty was jiggling, it almost made him drool. When he approached her he confidently got close to her, whispering her ear that she was pretty.

He didn’t expect it but she shut him down ahaha. She told him to back up off her while she was trying to dance. He went back to his table where His friends were sitting and laughing at his failure.

“Maybe she’s too much woman for you! I’ll give it a try. ” Namjoon said with a confident smirk. He started to get up; but guk pushed him down. “Don’t you dare.”

Jungguk grabbed his drink and downed it.

He strutted back over to her.

“Excuse me would you like to dance?” He asked her. She agreed.

They started dancing intimidating. His body pressed against her. Her ass pressed against his crotch.

It was sending him.

“I’m kookie.“he whispered into her ear.

 “Kris.” She answered, grinding against him.

His breath hitched audibly, making her giggle.

As he danced so close, he could smell her. She smelled like vanilla and honey, with only the faint smell of alcohol.

The song ended and she started walking away.

“wait!” He grabbed her hand.

She looked back at him covering a cute laugh.

“You don’t wanna get out of here?” He asked. He was kinda nervous.

She shook her head no. He felt so disappointed.

“You can have my number though. We can get some coffee” she said.

“Y-Yes!” He said.

With a smirk on her face she reached into his front pocket and took his phone out. He thought he was gonna die. The way she held his belt while her other hand dug into his pocket. And her nails lightly brushing against his dick.

He blushed. He could feel himself getting hard.

He tried to think of anything to stop it. But looking at her, he was gonna die of embarrassment.

She typed her number into his phone, and she slowly pushed it back into his pocket.

“See you later big boy.” She placed a gently kiss on his cheek. Just close enough to his mouth to make it twitch. And she walked away.

To be honest he texted her as soon as he left the club (well after he relieved the hard on she gave him).

It was honestly the most beautiful late night conversation he had ever had.

He texted her all night. He actually got to know her. She was angelic and sassy as hell. It made him smile like crazy.

She was so interested in him. No one asked him his dreams but she did.

He liked her so much it made him nervous.

He wanted to ask her out. And he probably made it really obvious.

Before he could get up the nerve to ask her she hit him with

Qt: “I’m going to bed”

He groaned loudly about to sling his phone across the room when his phone vibrated he looked at it

QT: “Lets get coffee tomorrow at 12 😘 goodnight”

He couldn’t type yes fast enough.

The next morning he spent most of it nervously trying to pick out an outfit.

He honestly just picked a pair of jeans, a black shirt and jeans. He tucked in the shirt and put on a black bomber jacket, and a beanie.

But he didn’t know if his dick was hard or his heart stopped but when he got to the coffee shop and saw her wearing a black Tshirt, black bomber jacket, ripped jeans, and timbs a new feeling rushed over him.

The conversation was wonderful…and honestly he liked her so much.

They went on a few dates, they texted and face timed every single day.

He liked her so much.

One day they were walking in the park. Holding hands, not really talking but clearly enjoying their time.

He stopped her. Looked her straight in the eyes, well down into her eyes cuz he was much taller than her, and asked “Will you be my girlfriend?”

She smiled, and kissed his chin.

“it’s about damn time. I thought I’d have to ask you.” She said.

He blushed and kissed her very passionately.

6 months later, they’d moved in together, well they had two other roommates. His friend Yoongi and his boyfriend Hoseok.

Kris had found a cute house and she fell for it even though they could only afford an apartment at the time.

So, since she was now good friends with Yoongi, she asked him to move in.

So the four of them shared a four bedroom house.

2 bedrooms and they used the spare bedrooms for Yoongi’s studio and a home gym they set up using things they found on sale.

It was a blissful sweet life.

Could Jungguk ask for anything more?

A/N: Okay so I want to do some Jungkook mommy kink and stuff. So I’m gonna write some chapters and if y'all have any questions for Jungkook or kris, send them to our ask box and I’ll answer them with a chapter. Send anything you want to know about Kris and Jungguk’s life together . 😊 

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Word count: 1800

Author: admin Jazzi

Warning: angst (I’m sorry)

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You laid there in Taehyung’s arms, thinking about what he said to you. His lips  pressed against your shoulder and his warm breathe tickling your neck. He slept peacefully having you in his arms. It was easy to trust Taehyung. He was innocent and sweet. His intentions seemed pure; but if you were being honest with yourself, you were waiting for Hoseok to take responsibility  for his family. A little part of your heart told you that there was hope. You wanted so bad for him to see his daughter calling another man her father , and take responsibility for her, but he didn’t seem to care.

you knew he wouldn’t step up and be that person for her; but you couldn’t stop yourself  from hoping.

You looked at Taehyung’s sweet face, a soft smile across it.

You knew he couldn’t hurt you; so that’s who you chose. You found yourself falling for him over time.

The way he devoted himself to being Avery’s dad and even working to make you fall for him. It worked so well. You had fallen for him, and after a year you were married.

On your one year wedding anniversary Tae through a big surprise party. He invited the friends and family, and even flew your mother to Korea just to celebrate. 

            You watched Tae lovingly as he played with Avery and all the other kids.

He was that type, instead of drinking and mingling with the adults he made sure the children were entertained. You were entertained just watching him. He was so happy, and so were you until you saw Hoseok strolling through the door, a girl in a tight dress clinging to his right arm.

You frowned. He walked in and immediately caught everyone’s attention. He seemed different, he had a big smile on his face; but…it didn’t seem like him. His face was sunken in and his eyes had large bags under them, like he had been up for a few days. He seemed intoxicated.

 You looked around the room. Everyone looked unhappy.

“there’s rumor’s he’s been doing drugs.” One of Taehyung’s cousins whispered into you ear.

You looked at Hoseok again, he was bending down and greeting Avery. She seemed upset, and clung to taehyung’s leg.

You stood up, “Tae, the kids should go to the backyard, I’m sure Avery would like to show them her trampoline.” He nodded slowly, asking one of his younger cousin’s to take them out.

            When all the kids left, you walked over to Hoseok. You said hello to his date, politely shaking her hand. She was obviously on something too.

You heard Hoseok snickering, “Don’t pretend like you’re glad she’s here, Y/N. It looks fake.” He said pulling her hand away from yours.

“Hoseok, what’s wrong with you?” you asked softly.

“What’s wrong with you, celebrating a fake marriage?” he asked loudly.

You tried to stay calm with him, he was already making a scene, you didn’t want to make it worse.

“Hobi, I think you need to calm down, take a seat and I’ll bring you both some food.” You said.

“You want me to calm down, why Taehyung takes what’s mine?” he said even louder.

“I think I we should all leave now.” You heard your mother speak up behind you. Everyone agreed with her. Parents took their kids. You stood there as the house quickly emptied. Your mother even took Avery to spend the night at her hotel.

Hoseok’s date had walked off and sat down in the living room. The three of you stood in silence for a while.

“Hyung…why did you come?” Taehyung spoke up.

“Who are you to ask me questions? I came to see MY child.” He said.

“she hasn’t been yours her whole life, and now you want to see her?” you said. You glared at him, your fist balled tightly. Rage was certainly building up, and you didn’t know how much you could take before you hit him.

“Hyung,’’ Taehyung interrupted, “You should go lay down in our guest room, you can see Avery after you rest a bit. You have bags under your eyes, you’ll scare her.”

He seemed cheerful, and he spoke calmly; but his fist was also clenched tightly.

You looked at him in shock, you couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

            He spoke so much about how he didn’t want Hoseok near Avery. He cherished his older brother deeply, he always made that clear to you; but he wouldn’t let him hurt you or Avery anymore.

So why was he suddenly letting Hoseok stay.

“Tae?” you asked, trying to get his attention; but he lead Hoseok to the guest room, his date had already passed out on your couch.

You couldn’t believe this mess. Tae should have kicked him out; but instead he was being nice and welcoming. After all Hoseok had put you through, and Taehyung was letting him sleep off  his high in your home.

The rage kept building. When Tae came out, smiling, you exploded.

“why didn’t you kick him out? He came into our house while we had guest, and caused a scene!” you yelled .

“let’s go get Avery from your mom, she texted me earlier and said she was scared.” He said calmly, walking to the door and putting on his shoes.

You grabbed his arm, “I’m not bringing my daughter here. Hoseok is high off his ass and you let him stay!”

He walked out of the door. You followed him still yelling at him.

You didn’t know if it was him you were angry with exactly; but you needed to get your frustrations out some how.

“You didn’t even ask me if I was comfortable with him staying here!” you were now screaming as Taehyung drove to your mom’s  hotel.

“He’s my Hyung. I can’t turn him away when he just wants to visit her!” he finally yelled back.

He looked at you furiously, as he yelled at you for not trusting his decisions.

He wasn’t paying attention to his driving. You were both screaming at each other. No one was paying attention when he ran the red light. But you saw the huge lights of the truck. You screamed and then everything went black. It was cold and dark. You could only hear the sirens.

You wanted to call you to see if Taehyung was okay; but you couldn’t speak.

Then, you couldn’t hear the sirens anymore.

You felt like you weren’t even in your own body.

When you woke up you could hear the beeping, the mask on your face, helping you breathe.

you glanced over Namjoon and your mother were sitting by your side.

You lifted your hand as much as you could. Your mom stood up quickly and took your hand.

“I’ll go get the doctor.” Namjoon walked off.

You took your mask off, “where’s Taehyung?” you asked weakly.

Your mom shut her eyes, gently patting your hand; but she didn’t answer you.

“Mom? Where’s Tae?” you asked, you  tried to sit up, your body was too weak.

You looked down, one of your legs was in a cast.

Tears swelled in your eyes when you looked at your mother who was trying to control her own tears.

The doctor came in, his face looked pale.

“Mrs. Kim…You’re going to be okay. Your leg is broken; but it will heal Quickly. Did you know that you were pregnant?” she said.

You were flustered, “N-no…I didn’t know…Where is my husband. Can someone tell me Which room he’s in?” you asked, finally able to sit up.

You tried to get out of the bed; but Namjoon and your mother made you lay back down.

You started crying. “Someone, please tell me.”

“Mrs. Kim…Your husband didn’t survive the accident. The truck hit him, and he passed away before the medics arrived.” She said.

Your heart dropped to your stomach.

Hearing that was more than just heartbreaking. Your heart ached.

You didn’t eat anything for days. You didn’t get out of bed, you just laid, facing the wall of your hospital room.

You were discharged after a week.

Everything flew past quickly. The day of Taehyungs funeral, you wished you could leave with him.

People expected so much from you. His fans wanted you to comfort them, his family expected you to host them, and taking of his parents, who had moved into your home to help take care of Avery and the baby that was on it’s way.

But you could only think of your heart break. The last time you ever saw Taehyung, you were arguing with him, over something petty.

Months passed but you couldn’t get passed but you could escape the heart break.

You lost your smile, and your job. If it wasn’t for Tae’s parents and his life insurance Your family would be on the street.

You tried; but you didn’t have the will to be happy, like you used to; after loosing Tae you didn’t think you could smile again.

Until you had your baby. A beautiful baby boy. He looked like Tae. You named him Monroe. Holding him in your arms you felt like you were able to smile and when you saw Avery and how excited she was, you smiled even more.

Tears formed again. You felt sorry towards Avery. Because all this time you haven’t given her the love she deserves; because you felt guilty.

Your mother-in-law took Avery so that you could get some rest.

You found yourself thinking about how much you missed Taehyung again; but it wasn’t sad.

You missed him dearly; but you had all his warm memories. His smile not only in your memory but on your son.

Looking at Monroe made you realize that Taehyung wasn’t completely gone, because the son you shared was a smiling and glowing child from birth.

Monroe oozed the same happy feeling that Tae gave off.

You held him close and you watched him sleep.

The door slowly creaked open and Hoseok walked in. You hadn’t seen him since the funeral. It was a shock to seem him there.

“T-the other members are coming up, they just stopped at the gift shop.” He said sheepishly.

You smiled softly, signaling him to come in completely.

“What you weren’t gonna bring me anything?” you asked.

He grabbed the door knob anxiously “You’re right. I should go back and get you some flowers or something.” He laughed nervously.

You chuckled, “sit down Hoseok You’re gonna wake the baby.”

He slowly sat down in the seat beside your bed.

“I’m sorry for everything I put you through y/n, I-“ he started rambling but you quickly cut him off.

“that’s all the past now.” You said, giving him an assuring smile.

While you were thinking about Tae you decided that he would want you to forgive Hoseok, for Avery at least. You had no idea what it would lead to; but it was a start

Hoseok promised he’d be good to Avery, and make up for all the time he hurt her.

That was where you were right then. Forgiving Hoseok and yourself , and being good parents.

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part 1 | 2 | 3

Warning: angst

Fluff

Word Count: 2564

Author: Author Jazzi

Tae shut the door in Hoseok’s face, staring right at you, a bit of sadness in his eyes.

“Don’t think about leaving, just because he wants you to.” He told you, his jaw clenched tightly.

You nodded slowly, “I wasn’t going to accept it, Tae.”

He hitched his breath, “I’m Avery’s dad. You have no reason to meet with him. “ he warned.

You nodded once more, looking into Taehyung’s eyes.

He smile warmly, “Let’s make her breakfast!” He said excitedly, as he skipped into the kitchen. You took a deep breathe before following after him.

He had already taken everything he could out of the fridge. You sighed with a giggle, “Tae we don’t need all this stuff to make her breakfast.”

You’d never actually seen him cook. He was obviously confused.

“You still haven’t learned how to cook?” You asked him as you started putting things you didn’t need to make pancakes.

“How hard can it be?” He asked.

You laughed “Avery is picky.”

“I’m her dad Y/N, she’ll love what I make her.” He said confidently.

You laughed again and nodded, “Sure she will.”

He smiled widely.

He attempted to make her a full breakfast with side dishes; but burned it all. All that was left was eggs and rice.

“How about we just go out to eat

You didn’t attempt helping him, he wanted to make Avery breakfast on his own. Plus it was just funny to watch him struggle through it. He was working so hard to be a good dad to Avery already. You knew it was a good decision to take him up on his offer. She didn’t just need to know her father, she needed to know that her father cared for her. It was apparent that Hoseok didn’t care about her at all.

He wanted to make sure she never came up in his life.

“Mommy!” You heard Avery call out, and you went to her bedroom. Wrapping her up in your arms you hugged her tightly, before sitting down on a chair. It was time to explain Taehyung to her. You knew she’d be excited and a bit confused.

“Ave do you remember when I told you that your daddy, couldn’t see you yet because he was going around the world with his music?” You asked her.

She wasn’t paying much attention, just playing with your hair.

“Avery, honey, The man that babysit you yesterday…did you like him?” You asked her.

She nodded before rambling on about how fun he was and how he played with her all day long.

You smile, listening to her talk about how much she liked Tae. She giggled with a wide grin as she spoke.

“Baby, that’s your daddy.” You told her, gently petting her hair. She looked at you with a bit of shock. “Really mommy?” She asked, “He came to see me?”

You nodded softly, giving her gentle smile. She jumped down and started dancing. “I have a daddy!!” She sang and giggled.

You laughed, “He wants to take us out to breakfast. Do you want to get dressed?”

She nodded, catching her breathe from the dancing. “Mommy can you pick out my dress?” She asked, jumping up on your lap.

You dressed her in her favorite pink knit jumper, jeans and boots.

When you finished dressing her Taehyung came through the door, he was redressed in jeans, a white shirt and a jean jacket. He knelt down and placed a bear face mask over her face. He giggled, “Wow you look cute.” He said gently pinching her cheeks.

He also handed you one that matched hers, and his. “Why do we need these?” Avery asked.

He picked her up, “Because, I’m a big star. Since a lot of people will try to take your picture, you should wear this mask.” He laughed when she hugged him.

“But I like getting my picture taken, daddy.” Avery said.

You smiled widely. She called him daddy so naturally. It made you even more excited.

You snuck off while he was explaining the mask to her, you excitedly got dressed. Your outfit slightly matching a pink knit cardigan, white shirt, and high heel booties.

Tae walked into your bedroom with Avery on his back.

“Our daughter is starving. We better get going.” He walked over to you. You put on your mask and you all headed out.

Tae was right, when you first walked out together, there were only a few people following. Fans that recognized him, and wanted pictures. But when he took your hand, everything picked up. Reporters gathered around the restaurant.

Avery sat on his lap, wearing his shades so the camera flashes wouldn’t hurt her eyes.

He happily fed her, acting as if the cameras weren’t there at all.

You couldn’t ignore them though. You sat turned away from the large window.

You didn’t really want anyone to see your face.

All at once Taehyung’s phone started ringing. Even though he ignored it, they called over and over and over again.

You glanced at his phone and saw that he had missed calls from his manager, even his CEO was calling.

You looked at Taehyung, worried about what you’d gotten him into. It was a good idea when he proposed it; but now that you were started, you didn’t know if it was going to be okay.

“Your Korean is so good, Avery. You must be really smart, like your daddy.” He complimented Avery.

She giggled in response, happily eating what he fed her.

“Taehyung, your phone keeps ringing.” You said softly.

He looked at you with a soft smile; but you couldn’t find it in yourself to smile back.

“Let’s not worry about that today. I wanna enjoy my first day with Avery.” He said with a comforting voice.

After breakfast he took you to the park. He kept the both of you close, people surrounded the area he was playing with Avery in.

“Who is that?” You heard a reporter yell as Tae pushed Avery on a swing.  You froze, looking at him. The joy never left his face. His sweet smile still stretched across his face. He was just excited to be there with Avery.

“She’s my daughter and this is her mother.” He answered suddenly.

You looked at him in shock. You didn’t think he’d just blurt it out like that. Suddenly the camera flashes doubled, along with the noise. All the reporters were talking and you knew the news had to be across the world as soon as he said it.

You picked Avery up off the swing, he pushed her on.

“Taehyung…I think we should get going now. It’s too much noise.” You said.

He nodded taking your hand, “Fine. I needed to see namjoon anyways.”

He walked with you away from the crowd. Some followed you, until he hailed a cab. The car ride was long, and Avery fell fast asleep.

You stayed quiet, the only thing breaking what would have been an awkward silence, was the radio announcer. He was talking about Taehyung. “BTS’ V’s secret daughter and her mother were revealed today while they played in a park together. Will this be the end of his career?” The announcer said. You quickly looked at him. He shook his head and raised his hands to his lips, pointing down at sleeping Avery in your arms he asked you to be quiet.

Your heart raced, was Tae meeting namjoon so that he could be fired?

You didn’t think about how selfish your decision was. Tae wasn’t thinking about himself, you should have.

That’s all you could think about, the entire ride to his company.

You stared at his seemingly calm face. He didn’t seem to be phased by his current situation.

He was facing big consequences and he didn’t seem to care.

The cab slowly came to a stop as you approached the company.

You all got out, “Don’t interfere no matter what is said or no matter what happens.”

His face was now serious. He took your hand and walked into the building. Past nearly a hundred reporters, snapping your and Avery’s pictures.

You got into the company and he lead you to the elevator. It was a nerve wracking ride up and you held tightly to Tae’s hand. Avery played with your hair, oblivious to what was going on.

When the elevator stopped and you all walked out, you immediately calmed you. Jin was waiting in the hallway.

He looked at you with comforting eyes.

He patted Taehyung on the head, “You two give me Avery and go inside.” Jin said picking Avery up out of your arms. Tae grabbed your hand walking into the meeting room.

The other five members sat at the table with two managers. You didn’t make eye contact with Hoseok. Jimin suddenly wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug. “Don’t worry Y/N. None of us are angry with you. We all support you.” He said rubbing your back.  “Yeah Noona! We support you all no matter what.” Jungkook stated with a cute and charming smile.

You smiled softly and looked down. You were surprised and a bit ashamed for putting them in that situation.

Namjoon stood up “We decided as a group to follow Taehyung’s lead. If they want to get rid of him then they don’t want any of us.” He said. The others agreed with him.

Tae giggled running over to hug Namjoon. “Ah Hyung! You really love me!” He said.

Namjoon gently patted his shoulder agreeing with his outburst.

You looked up to see Hoseok glaring at Tae.  Tae ran back to your side his arm wrapped around your shoulder.

One of the managers explained that the company didn’t want to kick him out of the group, they just wanted him to make an official statement. They wanted to spin the headlines, so that it didn’t seem like he was hiding you and Avery; but protecting you both from the spot light.

You knew now why Taehyung wasn’t phased by all the attention. He knew the other boys would have his back. You just wish he’d told you that.

Hoseok stood up, “Taehyung and Y/N let’s go talk somewhere.”

He walked out of the room without another word. You looked at Tae as he lead you behind Hoseok. You walked into another meeting room. It was just three of you.

Before you could stop anything, Hoseok’s fist connected with Taehyung’s eye. He fell to the floor.

You covered your mouth immediately running to Taehyung’s aid.

You glared at Hoseok. “What’s your problem?!” you yelled.

“What do you mean, He’s claiming my fucking daughter as his! What’s wrong with both of you.” He yelled.

You stood up. “Taehyung was good enough to stay by my side when you wanted to get rid of us! You should thank him! Now you don’t have to worry about us!” You responded.

“She’s mine…you’re m-”  he started; but you suddenly screamed.

“When you decided to ask me to leave, you gave us to him. Don’t claim us as yours and don’t touch him again. He’s her dad now; because you didn’t want her bad enough. This isn’t about me or You. It’s about Avery.” You said.

You grabbed Tae’s hand, helping him up off the ground.

Jin met you in the hallway. “Why don’t you take him to your house and the other boys and I will look after Avery for the night.” He insisted.

Before you could disagree, Avery excitedly expressed that she wanted to stay with Jin.

You agreed, placing Taehyung’s mask and sunglasses on, along with your own. A manger snuck you out the back and into a car and they drove you back to your apartment.

You thought the whole ride, on how to apologize to him. He was suffering because of your choice in man. He was such a loyal friend that he was going to help you by going this far. He was being incredible.

When inside your apartment you sat him down on the couch and grabbed the first aid kit. Standing in front of him, you carefully and gently applied medicine to the cut on his eye.

“Taehyung~ I’m sorry that he hit you.” You said softly.

Your voice trembled slightly, your hand shook as you touched his eye.

He gently grabbed your wrist. “None of his actions are your fault Y/N. I know he’s just upset right now. It isn’t the first time he’s hit me or the last and it’s not like I’m not gonna get a few in back. We’re brothers.  Things happen and we fight.” He explained.

“But nothing like this,” you sighed, “it was a mistake to make you do this.”

You looked away from him. You knew the face he was making. He probably wasn’t happy with your apology.

“I don’t regret doing this, so don’t you dare try to regret it. We’re in this together.” He said.

You looked down at him, and he was smiling.

you looked deeply into his eyes, trying to see more than just the outside. Did he really feel this way? Was he really going to be this good to Avery?

“Why are you doing this for us.” You asked.

He laughed softly, “I’ve been in love with you since you dated Hoseok Y/N. Why wouldn’t I want to take care of you after he broke your heart?”

You looked at him, in shock at his sudden confession.

He smiled at you, pulling you close until you were straddling his lap.

“If you still love him, just say so; but give me a chance to love you the way I want to.” He said

“Taehyung I-” he cut you off with a sudden kiss. You were hesitant but you kissed him back. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pushing yourself closer to him.

His hands smoothly traveled down your body, and to your thighs. He caressed them lovingly as he laid you back.

He broke the kiss for a moment, looking at your body under him; before pulling off his shirt. He dived back in, kissing your neck sweetly. Lightly nibbling at your skin as he pressed himself against you.

You gently ran your fingers through his hair, soft moans coming from you.  You brought your hips up to meet his.

You tried thinking about what he’d said; but every thought left your mind when his tongue met with your skin, lapping at the hickeys he’d made.

You ground up against him, trying to create friction. You felt him unbuttoning your jeans and swiftly take them off.

He gently ran his fingers over your pantie lines. You looked up at him. He looked over your body hungrily, biting his lips as he touched your skin.

He ran his fingers over your clothed core, that was soaking in anticipation.

“I can really love you better than he can, Y/N,” He looked into your eyes, “Give me a chance.”

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part: 1 | 2 | 3

warning: angst and smut 

word count: 3415

author: admin Jazzi 

Hoseok was easy to date. He made every day life exciting and romantic. He would invite you to the practice room or the studio, if he was working long hours and didn’t see you all day. He always called you to let to make sure you were eating well, even when he was away.

So when things suddenly changed it was really out of nowhere. Hobi suddenly didn’t call you at all, nor did he look excited to see you. If you tried to surprise him at work, he’d tell you to leave.

It was like he was forcing himself to stay with you. But you just couldn’t understand why he started being this way in the first place. It went on for a month before you decided confronting him would be best. He was being cold towards you, and you needed to know why. You couldn’t even remember the last time he said he’d loved you. You couldn’t take it anymore.

You asked him to meet you for dinner. You hadn’t been out together in, and you thought he was going to turn you down, again. It was like he didn’t want to spend any time with you at all.

As you sat across from him, your heart was broken into a million pieces. He wouldn’t even look up at you. He didn’t even try to talk to you. When you tried to speak he wouldn’t respond.

“Hoseok what’s wrong?” You asked him. Again there was silence. He didn’t even look up at you. He was ignoring you, with a cold expressed.

“Let’s break up then.” You said softly, putting down your fork and standing up.

You walked out that day and he didn’t even try to stop you.

You were so angry and you wanted to cry. You and Hoseok had been together for a year and the last month of it was hell for you. You didn’t know what prompted him to act this way.

Three weeks later you found out that you were pregnant and You nearly lost your mind. Everything came at out so quickly, it was hard for you to think properly. You wanted to tell Hoseok but he wouldn’t answer your calls or texts. You told him it was important and he still left you on read.

You were forced to do it on your own. You made the decision to keep your baby. You couldn’t stand Hoseok now, you had no love from him in your heart, because he obviously had none for you. He stopped caring before the night you broke up. He didn’t want anything to do with you and you came to accept that.  It hurt at a lot in the beginning but you came to accept it. You didn’t want to be sad all the time. It wasn’t good for your health or your baby’s  health.

You accepted that your life wasn’t about you and it was about being a mom.

When you saw your little girl, your heart was filled with sunshine. You named her Avery.

She was beautiful with curly black hair, light brown skin and cute little dimples just like Hoseok’s. She also had his eyes. She may have had your skin color but she looked just like Hobi and it was honestly precious.

She was a handful though, she wouldn’t sleep at night unless you played rap music, mostly J.Cole. She was the funniest new born on earth. The little queen of facial expressions. She was the love of your life.

Since it was just the two of you, even though things were difficult, you worked hard to provide for her. You didn’t have time to think about Hoseok’s absence in your lives. You worked all day at came home just in time to give her a bath and put her to bed. By her fifth birthday you decided to take her back to Korea. You wanted her to experience school life there.

You could afford to send her to a good school. It brought you joy to you to see her smiling and in awe when she got on the plane. You loved hearing her questions about the new place she’d be living in. She was bright, smart and very talkative. Listening to her describe things were vivid and adorable.

You wanted to take her all around Korea, just like you’d done your country.

Honestly, Avery was your best friend. She made every day joyful with her smiles, and you were even grateful for her tantrums.  Because she was being a kid. Watching her grow was your greatest joy. Avery made you incredibly happy.

Avery loves parks so the first place you took her when you landed and settled in, was the park. A nice walk made her happy. You held her in your arms, watching her beautiful smiling face.

“A birdie, mommy!!” She giggled at a pigeon. You nodded, “Yep ave that’s a bird.” You giggled kissing her cheeks.

“mommy?” You heard from behind you.

You turned to see SeokJin, Taehyung, and Hoseok.

You turned Avery so she couldn’t look at them and nodded in response.

“Hi guys!” You forced a smile. You didn’t look in Hoseok’s direction. You hadn’t seen him since your break up. Even though years had passed and you got used to seeing him on tv, you didn’t want to face him in person. It especially hurt knowing that Avery was so close to her father and didn’t know it.

“How old is she, Y/N?” Tae and Jin asked as they crowded around you trying to get a peek at her face. Just like the sunshine she was, she feed on the attention. She reached for Tae with a smile.

“She turned five today” you said softly as you let Tae hold her.

She immediately took to him. He was so good with kids it was crazy. They always loved him as soon as they met him. He was great around them.

“What’s her name?” Tae asked excitedly as he walked holding her in his arms. You found yourself walking with them. Tae and Jin kept the distance between you and Hoseok. Hoseok didn’t speak and it was obviously awkward between you.

“How long have you been back in Korea?” Jin asked you, he was always really sweet and comforting. You made friends with him easily when you and Hoseok began dating.

You regretted not telling him that you were leaving; but when you decided to leave, you also decided not to rely on Hoseok. You didn’t need him to raise Avery, so he didn’t need to know about her being his.

“I got here a few weeks ago. I thought it would be good for Avery to go to a Korean school, since she’s already experienced American kindergarten.” You found yourself explaining to Jin ( Taehyung and  Hoseok ) your plan to expose Avery to her other culture.

“So her father is Korean?” Jin spat out.

You softly nodded, wondering if you had said too much.

Your eyes trailed over to Hoseok. He wasn’t looking your way; but Jin and Taehyung were staring right at you.

It looked like Jin was about to ask you something, something you probably couldn’t answer.

You quickly grabbed Avery from Tae. Even though she begged to go back to him you made up an excuse to leave. Of course it wasn’t very believable, but it got you out; But not without a curious Jin following you.

He called your name and it was hard to pretend you didn’t hear him, with Avery reaching for him.

“Y/N? Hey I’m calling you. “Jin said as he grabbed your arm.

“Oppa, please don’t ask questions about Avery, okay?” You looked at him desperately.

Jin knew you well, he was able to figure out when you had a secret, and he had probably done the math.

You never got things past him and this certainly wasn’t one you’d pull over his eyes.

He looked at you, as if he didn’t know what to do.

You didn’t know what to do either. Everything felt so rushed. You knew that you wouldn’t be avoid Hoseok’s existence; but you didn’t expect to meet him, or meet him with Avery right in your arms.

It angered you that he didn’t figure things out as fast as SeokJin did. You spent a year with him, he was your first everything.  

You were trying your best to get over him completely and it was hard enough living with Avery, his spitting image.

Jin let you go, without any other questions, only making you promise to meet him for dinner.

Later that night you find yourself remembering your first time with Hoseok.

You and Hoseok always met up at his dorm (since he wasn’t allowed to date). For the month since you’d started dating you spent the night with him nearly every weekend. He’d trick you into watching movies all night and he wouldn’t let you go home, because he wouldn’t let you walk home.

One night, after a Disney movie binge, he cuddled you in his bed. The rest of the boys were away or sleeping.

You actually made the first move. You’d told him you’d surprise him when you felt you were ready. You rolled around onto his lap, looking down at his bright smile. He seemed to find it cute that you were being forward and spontaneous.

He lightly caressed your sides, “Are you sure, baby girl?” He asked you, the excited look never left his face though. He sat up carefully, wrapping his arms around your waist, squeezing you lightly.

He carefully laid you down onto your back. His eyes carefully studying your body, as his hands explored it.

He leaned in, gently kissing your neck. He left soft kisses up and down your neck, a soft moan escaped your lips. He pressed himself against you, and you could feel his erection through his shorts.

“Tell me if I hurt you, baby.” He whispered into your ear. His voice was low, but soft. He slipped of your shorts and panties in one quick movement. You looked over and watched them hit the ground. Your lower half was completely exposed to him. His eyes were lustful and he was biting down on his lip, as he ground himself against you. A louder moan fell from your lips. You felt the warmth pooling at your core. Suddenly, Hoseok began rubbing circles against your clit. With his other hand he grabbed a condom, from the nightstand.

You pulled up his shirt, leaning up and gently kissing his chest. He let out a low groan, as your ran your hands down his body and over the bulge in his shorts.

You took the condom from between his lips, as you pulled down his shorts.

You really didn’t want to wait any longer. You carefully helped him slip it on. You could feel the soft pulse of his member in your hand.

Hoseok buried his face in your neck as aligned himself with your entrance. You quickly gripped the sheets, bracing yourself for what was to come. He rubbed himself between your folds, his free hand gripping your ass. You let out a soft gasp as he pressed the tip inside you. He slowly guided his length inside you, being careful to give you time to adjust.

He slowly started moving his hips, with long thrusts deep inside you. You gripped the sheets tightly, the slight pain was quickly flooded by pleasure, as he rubbed your clit. His thumb rubbing a circular motion on your sensitive area.

You moaned out his name, your eyes shutting tightly. He gradually picked up speed. You wanted to scream his name as he started thrusting harder inside you; but you remembered the sleeping boys.

You felt yourself clenching around him, as you neared your climax. Hoseok moaned out a string of profanities, he thrusts became harder. He was gripping your hips tightly as he pounded into you. Your back arched off the bed and your nails into his arm. Hoseok moaned your name into your skin.

Hoseok, hungrily, kissed up and down your neck. You felt your climax suddenly, your eyes rolled back and your toes curled. Your body shook from the pleasure, your legs suddenly feeling weak.

Hoseok soon followed your climax, filling up the condom.

He carefully slipped himself from inside of you. He threw the condom away and he pulled on his shorts. He re-dressed. For the rest of the night he showered you with kisses and praises. Neither of you could sleep. Just being next to each other after that made you excited. You spent the night in a mixture of giggle fits and more rounds of sex.

Tears formed in your eyes thinking about that night.  Hoseok told you he loved you so many times that night.

You still loved him,even after the time that passed; But something happened and he didn’t feel the same, if he ever did.

You were snatched from your day dreaming by the sound of Avery calling for you. She often had bad dreams. She wouldn’t be able to sleep for the rest of the night.

You usually say up and watched a Disney movie. Her favorite was ‘The Princess and The frog’

The next night you left Avery with Taehyung while you went to dinner with Jin. You honestly worried about what Jin would say to you. You wondered what he would tell you.

He was quiet for a bit, mostly stuffing food into his mouth. Then he suddenly blurted out.

“Is Hoseok your baby’s father?”

You stuffed your face, obviously ignoring his question.

He didn’t let it go, not even a little. He asked you again at least six time sighing 10 minutes.

“Yes! He is, now can you stop asking me questions it’s ruining my appetite.” You stuffed your face with more food.

“Y/N? You should tell Hoseok.” He said.

You looked down at your food. “I’m not telling him anything. Avery is none of his business.” You told him.

“How is she none of my business?” You heard from behind you. You didn’t bother looking back; because you knew Hoseok’s voice.

He walked into your view, staring down at you. “How is she none of my business if you say she’s mine?” He asked you.

You glared up at him. The first time he’s spoken to you in years and he’s scolding you instead of apologizing for the way things ended.

You stood up, “I’m raising her. If you answered my phone calls instead of just leaving me with no explanation maybe things would be different. But instead you chose to treat me like crap and ignore me. “

You tried to keep your voice calm since you were in public.

“It wasn’t like that Y/N the company told me to break up with you.” He finally admitted.

You stared at him, it finally came out.

“So you dropped me for your career without even letting me know, fuck you Hoseok.” You said as you gathered your purse.

You knew he wouldn’t come after you. There were too many people around and he wouldn’t cause a scene.

The cab ride home was difficult. You tried to hold back your tears but they fell anyways.

You would never want him to choose you over his career. It wasn’t important to you that he lived his dream; but he chose to break your heart, like you wouldn’t understand him.

A year of dating and he didn’t know you any better, and he decided to tell you as if that would make your current situation any better.

You got yourself together when you got to your door. Walking into your house, everything seemed peaceful. It was unusual, since this was the time of night Avery would be up crying because of her nightmares.

The light of the tv glowed from the living room. You made your way inside to see Taehyung and Avery , peacefully, sleeping on the couch.

You smiled softly, she seemed to be having a peaceful and happy dream. You carefully picked her up and took her to bed, tucking her in warmly.

Since he was still sleeping you carefully placed a blanket over Taehyung.

You looked over his face. He hadn’t changed much in five years. He still slept with his mouth open and his personality was still bright.

“Y/N? How’d dinner go?” You heard Tae ask. He held onto your hand.

“Hoseok showed up,he found out that Avery was his.” You placed your chin on your hands, forcing a smile.

“How did he respond?” He asked. You sighed deeply sitting down completely on the floor.

“It doesn’t really matter. He may have helped me create her but Avery is my daughter.” You told him.

Taehyung stared at you for a while. He seemed to be thinking about something deeply.

“Avery needs a dad.” He said

You chuckled softly. “Hoseok won’t do anything that might hurt his career. He wouldn’t suddenly say he has a five year old child. She needs a dad that wants to be with her in public

He hesitated for just a moment, probably unsure as of how you’d respond.

Your eyes widened as he said  “I’ll do it.”

You were too shocked to say anything. “Tae…”

“I’m not asking your for a relationship, or to marry me Y/N. Just let me share Avery. Let me be her dad. I’m willing to risk it if she can grow up happy.” A pure smile across his face as he continued explaining how he thought about it well, and he thought it would be a great idea.

“You won’t need to worry about her growing up without her dad. You said it yourself Hoseok won’t say she is his.” He sat up, staring into your eyes as you thought it over.

You didn’t think Hoseok would be public with her, and if you told her he was her dad, would that help anything, if he’d hide her?  

“Deal.” You looked up at him.

“Let’s give Avery an amazing childhood.” He smiled brightly.

After a long talk, mostly about what to expect from fans, and how you’d raise her, you settled into bed.

Your thoughts couldn’t leave Hoseok though. As if you weren’t heart broken still, he came back in and crushed it into a thousand pieces.

Your face became wet with tears once more.

You didn’t hold back, forgetting Tae was even around, you let out your cry.

Your head under the blankets you cursed yourself for letting him hear you say that, You cursed Jin for not telling you he was behind you cursed Hoseok for breaking your heart.

“Aigoo, you’re going to wake Avery.” You felt Taehyung slip into the bed and under the blankets.

“I’m…okay.” You said between sniffs.

“it’s okay to cry, just don’t do it alone.” He said wrapping his arms around you. You relaxed into his arms.

“Alright let it out so we can go to sleep. We have a big day in the morning. I wanna take Avery to the amusement park.” He said.

You laughed through your tears, “Tae she’s too young for that.”

He chuckled, “ I guess I’m getting too excited huh?”

You both laughed at him.

He told you tons of things he wanted to do with Avery, and then you took out the things she was too young to do. He agreed to just take her to the playground whenever he could, as a start.

You felt better after laughing at Taehyung, so you soon fell asleep. Only to be awakened by the sound of knocking and the doorbell.

You carefully slipped away from Tae, stopping to check on Avery, then opening the door.

Hoseok stood in front of you, stared at for him for a moment. He was silent for a while before handing you an envelope.

“What’s this?” You asked as you opened it. The envelope was filled with money.

“A baby isn’t a secret I can reveal. Can’t you go back?” He said, “you told me it was none of my business, then-”

The envelope was snatched out of your hand. You looked to see Taehyung glaring at Hoseok.

A tension filled silence, came over the three of you, before Taehyung said “You’re right, hyung, she did say it’s none of your business. So don’t worry about either of them anymore. They’re my business now.”

Daddy Woo x Reader 

Word Count: 4442

Warning: Smut 

Author: Admin Jae 

“These are the last papers to sign,“ the owner said. 

“Thank you. It was a pleasure doing business with you.”

“Of course when you start making money” he slyly said. 

“And I will” you guaranteed. 

“Thank you for your time,“ he said. You happily shook his hand. 

You looked around the entire place envisioning everyone enjoying themselves with food, chefs hard at work, hosting various themed events and gaining celebrity attention. You smelled the fresh cool air of the new rental space that will turn into your very own soul food restaurant. 

3 Weeks Later. 

“Dang it where is everyone at?” you scoffed to yourself. “Am I doing something wrong?” 

“No, you’re still doing a good job as always.” Chel said. Chel is one of your closest friends. You two met in college as roommates and were inseparable ever since. You wouldn’t trade her for the world. She was your first investor to your restaurant. You promised to pay her back in full. She flew out to Korea to see you and help run the business with you. 

“Thanks Chel.” you smiled. “I couldn’t have done this without you.” 

“Girl, it’s no problem at all. I would do anything for you.” Chel said. 

You stood at the front entrance with your arms folded, you were worried. 

“We’re near one of the most populated areas in Seoul and no one hasn’t come in” you stressed. 

“Here have a glass of wine.” Chel tried to hand it to you. 

“Chel, I love you but this is not the time nor the place to drink while the restaurant is opened!” you scolded. 

“What?! you worry too much. I’m just trying to help.” Chel said drinking the glass herself. 

You continue to stare out the window with people steadily walking past. 

“Where is everyone?” Minhyuk peeped his head out the kitchen door. Minhyuk has been with you two since the business opened. He walked in asking to be your cook after seeing your ad online. 

“I don’t know,” you said.

Minhyuk came from behind the door teasing “What did you do? Scare everyone off?”

“Maybe your food was terrible" you teased back. Minhyuk made a playful sad face then laughed. 

“I wish it was that easy, then I must be really ugly.” you chuckled. 

“Far from it” Minhyuk complimented. 

You smiled. “Your food is terrific by the way. I just wished people would COME in so they could see for themselves.” 

“I’ve got an idea.” you said. 

“What?” Chel asked, pouring another glass of wine. 

“What if we gave people flyers of the restaurant?” you suggested. 

“I’m down with that.” she agreed. 

You head to the office to create festive flyers. You came out feeling proud of yourself. 

You handed out a handful. 

“Are you sure it’ll work?” Minhyuk said. 

“It has to.” you insisted. “I’m running out of options.” An idea sparked again. “Or better yet…. what if we gave out samples of items on our menu?” 

“Let’s do it,“ Chel supported. “People will know how good our food is.” 

“Exactly” you agreed. “It’s worth a shoot.”

“What kind of samples should we make?” you mumbled flipping through the entire menu. You scanned the menu in seconds, analyzing what would be a popular item. “Any ideas?” Minhyuk questioned. 

“Yeah, a few” you mumbled. “Ok, here’s what we’re going to do.” 

Everyone stood at attention. 

“We are going to create appetizer samples of fried chicken poppers as well as a small cup of homemade mac and cheese.” 

“Alright, on it!” Minhyuk heads to the kitchen to get started. 

“You think we can pull this off. Rent is due at the end of the week.” Chel asked. 

“Hey, I thought I was the one that was supposed to be worried.” you corrected.

“You’re right.” Chel smiled heading to the kitchen with Minhyuk. 

“I hope you’re not too drunk to help out.” you called out. 

“Of course not.” Chel giggled. 

You flipped the sign to the front door ‘CLOSED’ it wouldn’t make much difference since no one came in. 

“So exactly how many samples do you want to make?” Minhyuk started to cook. 

“At least a hundred samples maybe” you speculated. 

“A hundred sounds good,“ Chel nodded, handing you an apron. 

You three spent the next hour and half fixing samples for the locals. You covered the food in wrapping paper. You rolled out a little food cart with an umbrella attached to the top. You guys walked over to a crowded shopping area with a small one way road cars slowly passed through. 

You three reached an intersection. “Should we get started?” Minhyuk asked. 

“Yep.” you said as you finished the final touches to the stand. 

Minhyuk began randomly walking up to people handing out samples and flyers on his tray. He even went out his way pointing in the general direction of the restaurant. 

You and Chel did the same. 

You had people reject your offer, they were in a rush to their next destination. Luckily, you guys ran into some tourists. You hoped they would stop by eventually while they were in Korea. 

After giving away samples and flyers, Chel and Minhyuk took the remaining samples and headed back. You stayed behind cleaning the cart off. You heard a motorcycle in the distance, but you didn’t pay it any mind. 

You reached a small intersection around the corner from the restaurant. The motorcycle became louder. You looked both ways in the crosswalk. You saw a guy on the motorcycle, he was far back, so you figured you’ll have ample time to cross. As you walked, one of the wheels got caught in the small pothole in the street. 

You looked up at the motorcycle coming closer and closer. You tried your hardest to push the cart but it wouldn’t budge. Your heart was racing, you were about to panic. The motorcycle sped closer. 

This is it. I’m going to die. 

The motorcycle made a sudden stop and swerved in front of you and managed to reach a stopping point on the sidewalk. 

A guy stepped off the motorcycle. His dark was slicked back with a fade on each side. His entire outfit was black with just a sliver chain hanging from his jeans. He had the most intimidating look on his face and to add his height made you feel smaller. 

“What the hell is your problem?” he spoke in a rough deep voice that stirred you up. 

“What the hell is yours? You could have hit me” you retaliated. 

“Couldn’t you have waited until I passed?” he asked. 

“I thought I would make it in time until one of the wheels on the cart got caught in the pothole, so if you’ll excuse me” you continued struggling. 

He looked underneath the cart to see for himself. 

“Let me help.” he said. You both grabbed each side of the cart pushed as hard as you could. The wheel broke free. 

“Thank you.” you said. 

“No problem.” he said, smirking “What do you sell?” 

“I wasn’t selling anything. I was giving samples away.” you answered while pushing the cart away onto the sidewalk. 

“Samples of what? Hair products, make-up, facial masks….” he guessed. 

“For your information, it was food. I own a restaurant nearby.” you corrected him. 

“Let me push it for you.” he offered. 

“No, I’m fine.” you denied. “But thank you, I’m not far from here.” you continued walking. 

“Umm….who’s watching your motorcycle?” you cautioned hoping he would leave.

“No one’s going to touch it.” he replied and continued to walk beside you. He kept his eyes on you, studying you. You couldn’t clearly look him in the face without feeling embarrassed yet you felt completely comfortable. You were smitten. 

“Again thank you for your help!” you said

“No problem, maybe I can give you a ride sometime,” he asked. You froze in place. 

“You never rode a motorcycle before?” he asked. 

“No.” you shyly laughed. 

“Maybe, I can change that,” he smirked. Your eyes slightly widen, thinking eroticly. 

“Mmm. I’ll think about it.” you said as you both stepped in front of the restaurant. “Well, here I am.” 

“This is your restaurant?” he asked. You spotted Chel and Minhyuk spying on you. 

He looked up and noticed something. “I like how you played with the words,” he remarked. As you pushed the cart into the restaurant. You noticed he was looking up at the title. Se(ou)l Food. 

“Thanks, I hope to one day bring a little soul into Seoul” you winked at him. Omg, did I just wink at him. Christ. 

“That’s a plus. I could use a little soul myself. “ he winked back smiling at you . You shyly smiled. 

“Yep. I just opened about three weeks ago.” you answered. “ Listen, well thank you for not killing me, how could I ever repay you?” you spoke in a mockingly girly voice. 

“A ride” he answered. You nearly choked to his request. “A what?” you gasped. “Take a ride with me on my motorcycle". He smirked. “What did you think I mean?”

“Uhhhh…mmm” you hesitated. “Listen I’ll see you around.” He winked before walking off. 

You stumbled back in the restaurant, flustered. “Girl, who was that?” Chel asked. 

“Someone who could have hit me” you answered. 

“I guess he didn’t hit it hard enough,” Chel suggested. “CHEL NO!” you shrieked. “What? We both know you could use some. You’re so tense. ” Chel smiled.

“Omg, not now. I have a business to run and I’m praying we can make some progress and actually get customers in here soon” you sighed.  

Within the next week, business started to come along and business picked up on Friday nights. Koreans and Tourists alike. Customers really enjoyed your food and posted their reviews on social media. 

As business continues, you never thought you’d see him again. 

………

Distracted, “What can I get you?” you stared down at the notepad ready for an order. A familiar voice spoke, “I guess those samples really did pay off, Uh?”  

“Oh God” you mumbled to yourself. You took your eyes off your notepad to see him smiling at you. “What are you doing here?” you seethed. 

“What else am I here for?” he replied. 

“I don’t know, why don’t you tell me?” you insisted. 

“Relax, Baby Girl, I’m here to eat with my friend here. You looked across the table to see a gentleman politely wave. “Hi, you must be the girl, Woo was talking about.” 

“Oh, so you’ve been talking about me?” you raised an eyebrow. 

“I mean what can I say” he smirked as he shrugged his shoulders. 

“Well if it’s any consolation, I’m happy you came to see how good the food is yourself” you smiled. 

“No problem” he skimmed the menu. “Let me have a cheeseburger, fries, and a beer. He slowly closed the menu and looked at his friend to say his order. “Yeah, let me have fried chicken, with a side of mac and cheese and collard greens”. 

“Sure, not a problem, I’ll get those orders for you”. You smiled while collecting their menus. You felt him staring at you as you walked away. You walked quickly into the kitchen so he wouldn’t see your reaction. 

“Girl, did you see a ghost?” Chel asked as she was preparing to hand plates of food out the door. 

You swallowed and spoke, “I’m fine, but he’s here”. Chel eyes widen in excitement. “He came back” Chel peeped through the kitchen double doors and saw him sitting with his friend. “Omg, girl, yeah he likes you. He wants to see you”. 

“Now is not the time for all of this, we need to focus and provide everyone with a good experience” you remained calm. 

“Minhyuk, I have another order for you for booth 3” you placed the ticket on tab grabber. “Got it,” he shouted. “Let me know when you need a break, I’ll jump in and cook” you shouted back. I’m taking a break in about 5 minutes, so if you can take over then” he mentioned as he dumped a new batch of chicken into the fryer and placed french fries into another fryer. “I gotcha” you said. 

“Chel, if you can remain a waitress for me while I cook” you asked. “No problem girl, I got it” she left the kitchen to tend to the table. 

You didn’t know which was hotter, seeing him or being in the kitchen cooking. You grabbed the hamburger from the massive fridge and placed it on the grill and continued to monitor the chicken frying. One thing you knew: collard greens and mac and cheese were popular side dishes, each day you keep these pots filled with hot food.  You started to create side dishes. You cooked both sides of the burger perfectly and placed a slice of cheese, it slowly started to melt. You hurried and grabbed two brioche buns and buttered them and placed on the grill for one minute. The chicken and fries finished cooking, you placed them both in individual racks to drain. You created his plate and lightly seasoned his fries with sea salt, created his cheeseburger with every topping. It was massive. I hope he’ll be able to eat all of this. You created his friend’s dish, you prepared to give him a thigh, leg and wing with collards and mac and cheese served in individual stone bowls. You also included a small basket of hush puppies. Chel burst through the doors, you jumped so hard. “Another order”. Minhyuk came back prepared to work again. “Thank you for covering me,” he said. 

“No problem” you said. “Hey Chel, take these orders out to booth 3 for me, I didn’t realize how much time passed” you remarked. 

You noticed every time you cooked, you were always in a daze, time always slipped away from you. 

“Minhyuk, Chel came back with another order” you said. 

“No problem” he said as you walked out the kitchen doors. You and Chel continued to wait tables. Each moment, you could get you glanced over at him eating. He was holding a piece of the burger with a fork. He was almost done with his food. Each bite he took, he savored. He licked his lips. 

You went over to his table. “How’s everything?” you asked. 

“So far, it’s really good,” he said as he wiped his hands and mouth with a napkin. His friend nodded in agreement. 

“I’m Woo by the way” he introduced himself. “This is my friend Tres." 

"Hi, nice to meet you” you smiled. “I’ll take your plates if you’re finished” stacking their plates together. 

“Thank you”. You smiled and hurried to the kitchen. 

You staked the plates in the dishwasher. You looked down at your watch only to see an hour and half left in time till closing. 

You stepped out of the kitchen to say good-bye to him. 

He was gone. 

You stepped to his table to see he left a $50 dollar tip. Tips aren’t necessary in Korea. You continued to collect the remaining dishes on the table and wiped the tables and seats for more customers to be seated.

The next hour and half flew by. After Chel escorted the last customers out. You, Chel and Minhyuk collapsed into the chairs. Exhausted, you went back into the kitchen and gave Minhyuk and Chel a bottle of water to cool down. 

“Well, you guys we did it!” you exclaimed. “It was successful for sure" 

"Alright let’s clean up a bit, you guys go home and get some rest” you said. 

Minkyuk and Chel took care of the kitchen while you took care of the dining area. You started stacking the chairs onto the tables. And began swiping the floor. 

You went to the register and started counting the money and creating the deposit. You took what was left and paid Chel and Minhyuk. Agreement was met with them being paid on the weekly basis. 

“We’re done with the kitchen, the food is set in the fridge, we cleaned the fryers, and everything else” Minkyuk reported. 

“Thank you, I appreciate it,” you said. 

“Should we wait for you?” Chel asked. 

“No, you two go ahead. I need to mop the floor” you said. “I’ll see y'all tomorrow” you smiled. 

Minhyuk and Chel waved good-bye and left. 

You locked the doors behind them. 

You went back into the kitchen and grabbed the mop bucket cart and began to mop the floors. You were almost finished mopping the floor near the entrance. 

Lost in thought, you didn’t care for the slight knock at the door. The sign says closed. 

The knock continues. 

“We’re closed!” you shouted. The knock continues. You finally look up to see him standing at the door. 

You walked to the entrance to unlock the door, he’s smiling at you. 

You opened, “Can I help you?" 

"Can I come in?” he asked. 

“For what?” you asked. 

“To talk,” he replied. 

You sighed and let him in. 

As you walked towards the mop bucket, you advised him. “Watch your step, I just mopped the floor. So don’t fall”. 

He stepped carefully into the restaurant, you motioned him to follow you into the kitchen. You placed the mop bucket into the back room and came out. He was standing there observing the kitchen and the set up. “This is nice,” he said. 

“Thank you” you smiled. 

“You left in quite a hurry earlier” you remembered. 

“Yeah, I did. I had all the more reason to come back” he responded. 

“Why?” you asked. 

“Because I didn’t even ask you for your name,” he answered. He stepped closer to you. His presence was overwhelming you. 

“It’s ummm…. Y/N” you swallowed. The cologne he was wearing, heightened your senses. Damn, he smells good. 

“Are you afraid of me?” he asked. 

“No why?" 

"I have a tendency to make people feel intimidated”. You were a little nervous. However, you definitely didn’t want him to notice. You kept calm. 

"I was at first when you were about to hit me with your motorcycle” you smirked. 

“I told you I wasn’t going to hit you, honest to God” he chuckled. 

“If you say so” you reckoned. 

“So why are you here exactly?” you asked. “I know you didn’t come all this way just for my name” you folded your arms. 

“No, not just for your name. How about that ride?” he asked. 

“Not today, I had a long day as you saw. Tell you what let’s postpone it for another time, deal?” you proposed.

“Deal” he said. “You know the face you made when I said ride when we first met?” he asked. 

Shit, he saw. 

“I…don’t know what you’re talking about” you denied. 

“I believe you do,” he stepped closer. 

You were backed against the kitchen counter. You felt his aura engulfing yours. You started breathing slightly heavier. 

“I know you wanted to see me too,” he whispered. “That’s why I came back, to be alone with you”. He continued “…..let me taste you”. He stared into your eyes. 

You closed your eyes and you both leaned in for a kiss. His plump lips were soft and smooth. You pulled yourself closer to him. His arms wrapped around you, you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer for more. You felt yourself become lighter and pulled away to breathe. 

You both looked at each other. It was clear, you both wanted more than a kiss. 

You both dove in for another kiss. This time, he picked you up in his arms and sat you down on the kitchen counter. He was all over you. You wanted it that way. 

You both frivolously removed every layer of clothing. His arms and lower torso were covered in tattoos. His kisses were becoming more passionate and intense. You moaned in his mouth. He kissed your neck, working his way down. He was so warm. 

You slowly parted your legs open. 

“Are you sure?" 

"Yes" 

“I may not go easy” 

“Neither will I,” you smirked. 

He stroked his swollen girth, while licking his lips. He wants to tear you apart. He leaned for another kiss as he slowly slid inside your pulsing warmth. You immersed yourself fully into his presence as he stretched you. 

He groaned in your ear. “Fuck baby girl.” 

You gasped as he pulled you closer to him, you felt all of him. He steadily snapped his hips into you. You felt yourself becoming more wet with each tug and pull to your tight pink walls. 

His pace increased with each passing moment. You tilted your head back savoring every moment. 

“Hold on to me,” he said. He scooped you in his arms, holding onto him he lifted you off the kitchen counter, he held your legs in place and proceeded to plummet into you, your juices spilled out of you. You started to whimper out loud. “I love how well you take this dick,” he whispered. You hung onto him tightly, you scratched his back. You were drowning in his sex. He kissed you harder as bounced on his dick, you moaned into his mouth. “Woo”. You felt yourself losing control, your body was his. He made sure it was. 

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He placed you back on the kitchen counter, he lifted your legs over his shoulders.“I’m not going anywhere” he whispered, softly kissing you, his pace became deep and sensual. “Cum all over this dick,” he groaned. 

He started deep into your eyes, as he kept his pace. He wanted to see your reaction as he quickened. Your face said it all. All he needed was confirmation, you were enjoying yourself, you were enjoying him. Your core began to tighten, you were ready to release, shivers ran throughout your body. You were barely able to hang on at this point. Woo saw you were about to reach your max. He gripped your sides to hold you in place as he rapidly tore you to pieces. He was becoming too much, you tried to push him off but you were too weak. 

“I can’t hold it any longer!” you moaned loudly. He immediately felt your warm liquids squirted out your stretched pussy. He pulled away, as you climaxed in front of him. You trembled in place until your orgasm  stopped. You saw him staring at you. You wanted to hide, you were embarrassed. 

Still stroking his hardened member, he rubbed it against your sensitive pussy wanting to see more juices sprinkle out. 

Your eyes widened in astonishment as you cried out in pleasure, more juices came out of you. You felt your body being numb. You didn’t know how much more you would take from him. You realized he wasn’t finished with you yet. You slowly assumed into position, with your feet touching the floor, your legs widened for him again. Your breast touched the warm surface of the kitchen counter where your back was on. He approached from behind, slid his dick inside once more. Your back arched for him to touch the most vulnerable parts of your wet dripping pussy. He gazed in awe as he tapped your ass from behind. Your skin collided with his, clapping in unison as he took control again. You continuously moaned his name out loud as you felt yourself slipping in a daze. He landed heavy slaps on both of your cheeks, making his hand print on your skin. 

He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back a little as he kept his pace. You turned to face him, he kissed you. He placed his hand on your right breast, rubbing your nipple. 

“Fuck” he groaned. “You feel amazing Y/N” 

“So do you” you whispered. He pounded and pounded and pounded into you until his thrusts started to become more sloppy, he was reaching his max. “Woo, it’s alright” you said. You figured he knew what you meant. 

He slipped out of consciousness as he came inside of you. His length released more cum than you had anticipated. He held onto you. He was breathing deeply. He remained inside of you for a few more minutes before pulling out. His thick cum seeped out of you. He hurried and grabbed a towel to clean up both of your messes. 

He walked up to you and kissed you some more. He held you in your arms. “Are you ok? Did I hurt you?” he asked. 

“No, I’m fine” you smiled. “It’s just been a while”  

You looked down at your watch. It’s getting late. 

As you both began to get dressed. “Let me take you home,” he offered. “I know it’s late, the trains don’t run at this time. Taxi Drivers aren’t the best at this time either”. He had a point. 

You nodded your head. “Sure, thank you.” 

You wondered if that would be it between the two of you. Just a one night stand. 

You cleaned the kitchen counter off and turned all the lights off. Woo followed you out as you locked the door. 

His car was parked right outside the restaurant. “What happened to your motorcycle?” you asked. 

“Nothing, I figured to bring my car” he said as he opened the door for you. You got inside the passenger seat. “Where to?” he asked. 

“I live in Gangnam” you said “I’ll tell you where to go” you instructed him to your apartment when needed. 

However, the ride was awkward, you didn’t know what to say to him. You twiddle your thumbs. 

He found your apartment, placed the car into park. You both sat there silently for a couple minutes. “Listen, thank you for tonight”. 

“Anytime” he smiled. “Listen, Y/N, I know we barely know each other, I wanted to ask you if you would like to go out on a date with me?” he asked. 

You smiled. “I would love to” 

“Good, it’s a date then” 

You both exchanged phone numbers. “I’ll text you later today,” he promised. 

You both looked at each other again. You couldn’t stop staring at him. He placed his hand on your cheek and pulled you in for a gentle kiss. You both smiled and pulled away. You bit your bottom lip. 

“I guess I’ll see you later then” you said exiting his car. 

“You will” he smiled as he rolled down the window. He waited for you to enter the building before pulling off. 

You entered the elevator to your apartment excited about the beginning of a new chapter in your life.

I hope you guys enjoyed this. I’ve been writing this for a long time. I guess you can say I’m back. I miss you guys, I hope everyone is doing well and being safe. 

Part Three

Author: Admin Jazzi

Warning: Smut, strong language

Word count: Aprox 1.7k

Yoongi took a big breath, pushing you behind him. He looked back at you more bothered than frightened. He raised his arms up

“Hey man calm down!” yoongi chuckled nervously. “You lied to us mother fucker!” a bald man said, pointing his gun into yoongi’s face. “Listen, i didn’t die, she is my girl,aint that right babe?” he looked at you. You nodded quickly, unable to take your eyes off him, because that would mean looking at the scary men with guns. “See guys, its all good.” a slick smile stretched across his face. You were amazed, how could he talk himself in and out of these any situation. A man like that could be really dangerous. They all slowly dropped their guns. “Yeah man, It’s all good.” the bald man said. Another man stepped up, “next time don’t bring her here.” he threatened. Yoongi smirked over at you, before saying “honestly, she gets off on shit like this. I’m trying to get those panties.” yoongi said, sleazy as ever. You clenched your fist hearing them all of them cheering yoongi on. One of the men, who was wearing a ponytail, grabbed your arm and pulled you close to him. “He’s just a delivery boy, if you want something real exciting, hit me up.” he kissed your neck. You tried getting out of his grip but he was strong. Yoongi stepped in before you could curse him up and down. “Hyung, i think she’s scared enough. You don’t have to scare her with your ugly face too.” yoongi said pulling you away. The whole room laughed. Yoongi grabbed your arm, bowing his head to who you assumed was the leader and he pulled you out. On the way out a woman handed him a thick brown envelope. She was flirting with him; but he didn’t even look her way. He quickly got back to the car. “You almost got us killed.” he lit a cigarette. “You idiot if it was so bad for me to go why did you take me?” you asked rolling down your window to filter out the smoke that was choking the daylight out of you. “Cuz i knew you couldn’t keep your mouth shut when they started hitting on you. I thought it would be funny to see your face when they pulled guns on you.” “Asshole.” you said punching him in the arm. Yoongi laughed, and started the car. You stared at him. He pissed you off but this was more fun than you had ever had. You knew all this was wrong. You knew it was dangerous and fucked up. Yoongi wasn’t going to be your romeo; but he wasn’t as bad as you first thought he’d be. None of this was your idea of what would happen when you came on this trip. Driving back to the house was quiet. You didn’t feel like talking and Yoongi isn’t making conversation. When you got into the drive way, you gathered your phone and reached for the handle. “Yo.” yoongi got your attention. You turned around to face him, raising your eyebrows questionably. He smirked, pulling out the envelope. “Damn were you so spooked you almost forgot our deal?” He counted out half the money and gave it to you. “You’re really gonna give me this for walking in there with you?” “No i don’t even like you that much.” he gave you the money, “I helped you make an introduction with our boss. He likes you, i can tell. No one is suspect a foreign girl of pushing.” Your jaw dropped. “You used me.” He shrugged. “I can tell you like this life. One taste of it and you are obsessed.” “How would you know anything about me?” you rolled your eyes. Yoongi took a long drag from the cigarette he lit. “The look in your eyes. How easily you wanted to let go. Even how easily you followed me knowing what i was doing,” he said, “baby girl you’re hooked, and i’m just trying to help us both.” Before you could say more he got out of the car. You watched him walking up the driveway, flicking his cigarette out as he got to the door. You looked down at the money in your hand. It was at least two thousand bucks. Your jaw dropped as you re-counted it a few times. Yoongi was crazy but maybe he could be right. Maybe it was really easy for you to get swept up in his lifestyle. Maybe you were desperate to cut loose and this was your way. The next week went by rather quickly. You had started classes and made a few friends; but you also haven’t slept for a week. It had been a constant party with yoongi and his friends. In the mornings you would shower and get dressed, making sure to look nice, before snorting a few lines to stay awake through classes. And you were wide awake. You went through classes like a breeze. You did a line or two with yoongi when you got home. His parents were working, it was easy to do the coke, among other things that you and Yoongi got into. after eating dinner with his parents and trying not to seem spaced out, you’d go up to your room and catch only a few hours of sleep, when yoongi woke you up to make a delivery with him. two grand everytime you went along with him. you saved it all because Yoongi always paid for everything, coke, weed and drinks. And anything he didn’t buy his friends would open their wallets for. You’d met all his friends by the end of the week. Jimin and Taehyung who were a bit older than you. You got along well because they babied you for the most part. They treated you like a little sister (which was too bad they were hot too, you’d love to get your hands on them). There was jungkook who was your age. He was annoying but boy could he give head. Hoseok was older than you and even tho you had plenty of opportunity you didn’t try for him. He and yoongi were particularly close. Seokjin was the oldest and tho he was tempting you stirred away from him. Seokjin was romantic and sweet. It wasn’t what you were looking for right then. You were all about fun. You managed to keep your responsibilities at the back of your mind and you wanted to be free. You had yoongi to thank you for this freedom, he introduced you to this world. This whole new era in your life, which up to this point had been smothering. You remembered that’s what you were doing that day. Being free. Being free with namjoon and jungkook, in jungkook’s room..at his parent’s house. It started off “innocently”. You were watching jungkook play games while you and Namjoon did a few lines, along with the blunt you passed between the three of you. True to his mischievous nature, soon jungkook had you pinned onto his bed as he kissed down your body. As soon as his head was between your legs, namjoon was pressing his cock against your lips. He squeezed and massaged your breasts carefully. You parted your lips slightly, he pushed himself deep into your mouth, holding your head still. Meanwhile Jungkook made your legs tremble with pleasure. He gripped your ass tightly, because by this time he knew you wouldn’t be able to be still. Your hands ran through his hair, gripping lightly to encourage him. Your hips bucked slowly,against his face, as you felt yourself coming close to your orgasm. You tried your hardest to focus on the cock that was fucking your face so ruthlessly that you teared up; but you were so were pushed over the edge. You leaned your head back. That’s how you saw yoongi, watching the scene. You sat up quickly, the other two noticing the older man just seconds after you. They knew the last thing you wanted was yoongi to find out. There was nothing between the two of you, you just thought he’d be mad. Yoongi smirked and chuckled before turning around to walk away. You pulled down your clothes as fast as you could, casually waving bye to the other two as you ran after yoongi. He walked do the street, not particularly fast; but he wasn’t waiting for you As you caught up to him you grabbed his arm. He pulled out of your group. “Go back to them dude. I have nothing to say to you.” he said harshly. “Are you that mad?” you asked. He looked back at you and chuckled coldly. That’s when you saw the hurt in his eyes. Your heart could have stopped it hurt so bad. “Y-Yoongi I didn’t know you’d care.” you tried to explain. He stopped “Then why did you keep it a secret? Did you think i’d be mad that you were fucking my friends?” he glared at you. You couldn’t speak with his intense glare. You hung your head. “Get in the car” he instructed. You looked and saw his car parked next to you. “Yoongi please don’t be mad? I’m sorry.” you tried to say. Yoongi grabbed the door handle and pulled the door open. You slowly got in and carefully watched as he closed the door behind you. He didn’t say anything at all. Even though you tried to talk he drove silently. After about two hours of driving, you recognized where he’d taken you. To the hotel that you first slept together. You looked at him curiously. “What are we doing here?” you asked him. He sat back in the seat and played with the lighter in his hands for a bit before lighting his cigarette. “Do you remember anything we did in here?” he asked. “i was kinda blacked out you know that yoongi.” you said. “When i put that tattoo on your thigh i told Namjoon not to touch you, i didn’t want you to get involved in what was gonna happen between us.” “What? What’s going on between you and joon?” you asked. He smirked devilishly. “Namjoon has been stealing not just from me but from our boss. And he found out.” Your eyes widened. “Do you have Feelings for him?” he asked coldly despite the question. “N-No; but yoongi what are they gonna d-”he interrupted you. His face was dead serious. No other emotions surfaced.

“I’m Gonna kill him.”

A/N: Thank you for reading

Part two :

You knew Min Yoongi would break your heart if you let him into it.

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Author: Admin Jazzi

Warning: Smut, Drug use

Word count: 1.5k

You gathered yourself together and showered.

You put on fresh clothes. You were still so hung over and so confused. Your thigh throbbed. You couldn’t believe you had done any of the stuff you did. You sat in the car trying to remember just what happened. You thought long and hard. It was a blur. But you remembered doing a few lines sitting on Namjoon’s lap, then suddenly he was gone. Through the blur you saw Yoongi. His lips were all over your body. You closed your eyes the picture was so clear. Yoongi grabbed your waist, pushing you on the bed. He left sloppy kisses down your neck and chest. You grabbed his hair, running your fingers through it, grinding yourself against him. He quickly stripped you of your clothes, leaving you naked underneath him. Before moving forward he gave you a bit more Coke to sniff. He did some himself. He kissed you roughly, licking your lips, pressing his clothed body against you. “Are you ready for this?” He pinned your arms above your head as he unzipped his pants. The grip on your arms was tight. His body was pressed close to yours. “I asked you a question.” He squeezed your arms. You Nodded quickly. In one swift motion he thrusted inside you. Slowly thrusting at first, his tongue tracing circles around your skin. He lightly bit down on your neck, sucking and nibbling. It was all a sweet pain. He thrusted faster, gripping your hips and biting down harder on your neck. You moaned his name over and over, throwing your head back. Yoongi sat up, lifting and spreading your legs. He thrusted deeper, gripping your thighs. Your eyes rolled back and you screamed his name. He smirked down at you. You arched your back grinding against him. You were getting closer. His thrusts were deep and hit your g spot with precision. You came undone. You gripped his arms, coming hard. Your body shook. Yoongi came after you. You’d fallen asleep. You realized thinking back made you tear up. You opened your eyes. Yoongi was staring at you. The car had stopped. “We’re here.” He said. He looked confused. You were confused on just what happened. You just knew you never wanted to lose your virginity to someone you just met. It was a bad enough choice to do the drugs. But at least you had fun. It was an experience you’d never thought you’d have. But your virginity was precious to you. You didn’t even like Yoongi as a person. But you gave him your virginity. You quickly got out of the car and grabbed your bag from the backseat before he could ask you any questions. Meeting his parents was a blur. You were too distracted. You were to angry with yourself. Later that night you laid on your bed. You’d locked your door and cuddled in the warm blankets. Apparently they’d given you Yoongi’s room and moved him into another room. You took a nap and woke up late that night. You looked next to you. A tray was laying on the desk with a cover. You could see through the mesh it was pizza, chicken, and some juices. You decided to eat after you showered. You still felt like crap, and honestly you needed a way to relax. You gathered your clothes and slowly opened the door. Looking down both ends of the hall, the house was dark. You used your phone light and quietly walked to the bathroom. You put one hand on the door knob when it opened. Yoongi walked out. He was drying his hair, holding his towel in place with the other hand. You looked away waiting for him to pass. But he just moved closer to you.

“You let me fuck you; but you can’t see me with a towel on?” He asked. You glared at him. “I never meant for you to touch me. Don’t get full of yourself.” He leaned closer , whispering into your ear, “when you want to get full of me, my room is right next to yours. If you come tonight I’ll have a little blow waiting.” He said. You pushed past him and went into the bathroom, closing the door quickly. You leaned against the door, listening to him walk away. You didn’t if you were annoyed or if you wanted to hook up with him again; but your heart was racing. You wondered if he could tell. You didn’t want him to. Min Yoongi would break your heart and you knew it. When you got out of the shower, you slipped on a pair of shorts and a tank top. You didn’t bother with a bra. You pushed your hair up into a bun. You took your time putting cocoa butter on. It was so soothing. You nearly forgot he existed until you walked out and you saw him leaning against the wall. He was wearing plaid pants and a grey tee. He smiled at you, grabbing your waist and pulling you close. You tried pushing him away. “Yoongi let go of me!” You said. He raised his finger to your lips. “Shhh,” he whispered, “I have to make a run…will you come with me?” “Why would I do that?” You whispered back. “There’s money involved.” He said. You lifted an eyebrow. You didn’t need money, your mom gave you money for food and transportation; but you had to shop. “How do I know you won’t try anything.” You asked. “What makes you think I would.” He asked. You pointed out his hands that were currently all over your body. “Grab a sweater and some shoes, meet me downstairs in 10 minutes.” He said. He walked off from you. You checked your phone. It was nearly 1 am. Where could he be taking you? You sighed and went to your room. Your grabbed a big red sweater and put it on. It covered your shorts, and barely covered your new “tattoo”. You walked downstairs with your shoes. Yoongi was waiting. He’d changed into a jeans.

“Where are we going?” You asked putting on your shoes. He picked up his bag and handed it to you. “I have to drop these off. You’ll get half of what I’m getting if you just come along and pretend you don’t understand. Okay?” He explained. You nodded and peeked into the bags. There were around 20 bricks of coke. Your eyes widened. “You’re selling all of this?” You asked, maybe too loud; because he covered your mouth. “Shut up before you wake them up, I’ll explain the rest in the car.” He finished putting his shoes and lead you out. He got into his car and started it up. You got into the passenger seat and buckled up. “Why do you do this?” You asked. “I have to support my mom and dad. We took you in because we still needed money for my Dad’s debts.” He explained. You listened carefully to him explain his mom got sick and so they borrowed money. “A friend introduced me to this gang and now I run packages for them.” He said. “What do your parents think you do?” You asked. He laughed, “They think I’m a delivery man.” You both laughed. His parents were pretty naive; but they loved him dearly. He could tell by the way his mother worried about him as soon as he walked through the door that afternoon. It was a short drive through the city. You found yourself looking out of the window at the bright lights. You felt Yoongi’s hand on your thigh, you didn’t bother to tell him to move it. It was warm on your cold leg. His hand was rough against your smooth skin. You soon arrived at a club, Yoongi parked in the alley. He got out. You grabbed the bag and followed him. He ran over to your side and took the bag, grabbing your hand. “Remember to pretend you don’t understand what we’re saying.” He said. You agreed and followed him through the back door. There was a dimly lit hallway, Yoongi led you down it, keeping you pulled close.

He walked to a door and knocked three times. He held your hand tightly. When the door opened he lead you through. “Who is this?” One bald man asked. You tried not to react. “My girlfriend.” He said. He squeezed your hand tightly, warning you not to react. “Why the fuck would you bring her here?” He asked “We were out. Don’t worry. She doesn’t even speak Korean.” He lied. “Yoongi you’re lucky we trust you.” He said. Yoongi laughed and handed him the bag. The man checked it. They laughed and talked for a bit. You were doing good, not reacting, zoning out; until you heard, “is she a good lay, you should let get a go with her. We’ll give you a bonus.” The man said. Yoongi laughed Your eyes widened and you looked at Yoongi. “What the fuck no! Yoongi!” “I thought you said she couldn’t understand us!” The man yelled. Suddenly around 16 guns surrounded the two of you. “Shit.” Yoongi mumbled.

A/N: Admin Lucy made me stay up and write this. What possessed me to write a Yoongi fic smh.

❤️

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Author: Admin Jazzi

Word count: 1.2k

Warning: language, Drug use

Before meeting Min Yoongi? Before meeting Yoongi life was repetitive and boring.

Meeting Min Yoongi? Meeting Yoongi was a rush.

Being with Min Yoongi? Being with Min yoongi was a blur.

After Min Yoongi left? After Min Yoongi left your world crashed down. Your family had your entire life planned out for you. That’s how you ended up across the country. You wanted a simple fucking summer. It was your last summer before college and she sent you abroad to study Korean, because “the more languages you know, the better programs you’ll be qualified for in college y/n. This is an amazing opportunity to better yourself.” She’d made you learn 3 languages you didn’t have any interest in. Number for was Korean. She made you take classes throughout your senior year, it was only way you could get a new car. You knew she was looking after you; but you wished she’d given you a choice. You could admit you had a dumb romantic idea about this summer, about meeting a boy, falling for him, and finally having your first kiss, or more. You knew something like that only happened in movies and books; but you still dreamed. Your dreams were crashed down when your mother handed you your passport and a package. You’d be staying with an exchange family. An older couple that were being paid good money by your mom to take you in for the summer, and teach you Korean. There was no arguing with your mother on this one, plus she’d already paid. So, you said goodbye to your friends, and packed for South Korea. When you got off the plane in South Korea, you were met, outside, by someone holding a sign with your name written on it. A boy, wearing all black, with a black cap. He was smoking a cigarette. He didn’t even seem like he was looking for you. You walked up to him. He didn’t look up. You waved in front of his face. You saw him roll his eyes.

“Are you y/n,” he sighed, “I bet you can’t even speak Korean.” Your eyebrow lifted. You gripped your suitcase handle. “Excuse me? I’m here because I speak it! Who are you?”you went off. He smirked sitting up straight and flicking his cigarette away. Standing up straight, you were the same height, but his smirk made you feel small; but you still stood your ground. He seemed older than you by a bit. He grabbed your suitcase and started walking off. Hesitantly you followed along. In the parking lot he threw your suitcase into the truck. “Excuse me! Who are you?” You asked him again. He turned around and rolled his eyes. “Listen my parents asked me to pick you up from the airport. I have some important things to do, so I’m gonna need you to chill, since I’ll have to bring you along.” He said. He casually walked to the driver’s seat. You sigh loudly. This guy was going to be a handful. He didn’t even wait for you to get your seatbelt on before taking off. He drove like a lunatic. You gripped the door handle and braced yourself. He drove with music blasting, Tupac. If your mom knew you were listening to him she’d murder you. Despite being black, your mother didn’t embrace the culture. She thought hip hop was too violent. So you had to sneak it onto your phone. You couldn’t play it out loud. She’d flip. You turned down the music. “What’s your name?” You asked him. “Min Yoongi.” He said turning his music up to blasting once more. After about 20 mins of his wild driving,he stopped in front of a small building. He handed you some money. “Go over there and buy two coffees. I like mine black and sweet.” He said. “I’m not a coffee runner. What are we here for?” You asked.

“It’s none of your business. Just do what I asked you,” he gave you a bit more money, “get yourself a sandwich. Wait there until I come out.” He said. You did you sat in the coffee shop and waited, carefully watching the car. You took a few pictures, and played on your phone a bit. It took almost an hour, before he came out, laughing with a taller boy, with brown hair. You grabbed his coffee, making sure to pocket the extra money, for making you wait. You crossed the street, and handed him the coffee. “Hyung, Who’s this?” The taller one asked, looking you up and down. “Shut up and get in the car Namjoon.” Yoongi said. Namjoon laughed and winked at you. He walked over to the passenger side. “Get in the back Yoongi instructed.” You rolled your eyes and did so. You knew you wouldn’t get along with him. He was too bossy. “Where are we going?” You asked. “We’re running late for our meeting so I can’t drop you off. So just shut up and drink your coffee. It won’t take long.” Yoongi said. You huffed and buckled up. Namjoon laughed. “Do you think she’d try some?” He asked Yoongi. Yoongi laughed “Don’t be dumb she’s square.” You wanted to punch him in he back or the head. You sat back, falling asleep after awhile of driving. You woke up and noticed you had left the city. The sun was setting and there were trees everywhere. The car finally stopped after another hour, at a peer. Two men were standing there. One shorter boy, with red hair, and a taller one with blonde hair. “Stay in the car.” Yoongi said. Namjoon handed him a large bag and he got out. As soon as he left Namjoon turned around and faced you. Again he was looking you up and down. “Hey baby girl you want to have some fun?” He asked. You looked him up and down. “What do you mean fun?” You asked a little creeped out by his question. He shook his head. “no. Do you want to try something? It’ll make your first day here unforgettable. I’ve bet you never done it before.” He said. You watched him. He opened the glove box and pulled out a small bag of white powder. “What the fuck is that?” You asked. “Just try a little it won’t hurt you.” He said. He grabbed your finger and poured a little white powder on your finger. He did the same with himself. He raised it to his nose and sniffed. You held the powder on your finger. You didn’t know what to do. Just as you raised it to your nostril, Yoongi opened your door He grabbed your arm and pulled you out of the car, slamming you against the car. “What the fuck? Are you stupid. You don’t know what that stuff will do to you!” He said. You stared at him. Who did he think he was pushing around like that. You saw what was left on your finger. Only a little spilled. You brought it to your nose and sniffed it all up. You were so done being bossed around. A rush came to your head. You rolled your eyes back. Angry Yoongi pushed you in the car. He looked at a high Namjoon. “let’s just get a hotel.” Namjoon said. You laid on the back seat as you felt a buzz. “I can’t take her to my parents now.” Yoongi groaned. He started driving once more.

In the hotel, it was just the three of you. You sat on namjoon’s lap watching Yoongi line up three lines of the white powder on the table. Then he took a bill, rolled it up, and snorted up the substance. He handed the bill to you. He leaned back. All you could remember after that was snorting a long line yourself. When you woke up, you were naked, in yoongi’s arms, he was also not wearing clothes. Your head throbbed. Not only your head. You looked on your thigh and Saw MYG on your thigh. You looked over. There was a safety pen and ink. He tattooed you. You screamed. Yoongi rolled over. “Why are you screaming, stupid. Go take a shower. We need to go soon.” He said.

His eyes were closed but he was smirking. You looked around Namjoon was nowhere to be found.

“He left. Go shower.” He said. “W-What did we do last night?” You asked.

“Are you regretting hooking up with me or the coke?” He asked, sitting up and smirking at you, running his fingers through his mint hair. He traced his initials on your thigh. “This summer is gonna be fun.” He said.

A/N: I just thought of this at 3am idek.

Dating Yoongi

Surprise ft. Jimin!

Sex with Yoongi!

Love Spelled 7 Ways

Pusher Love 1 | 2!

Jealous

Dating Seokjin

Sex with Seokjin

Seokjin babyproofing the house

Falling for Kim Seokjin

Love Spelled 7 Ways

My Amazing Boyfriends

Mark:

Baby boy would try to hide out. He’d actually last a long bit. When the killer found him he tried to fight him off but….rip

Jaebum:

Jaebum would get killed trying to find and collect all the members and his cats. Let’s just say the cats were easiest to collect.

“Jackson LETS GO STOP SCREAMING!” Gets stabbed as he stuffs food in his bag.

Rip.

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung….he is the killer. He did all this because Yugyeom pranked him on live tv.

“I’ll teach him”

He did all this to kill Yugyeom, the others were just casualties to his plan.

Jackson:

The first to die. Screamed while hiding in the shower and a bug ran over his foot.

Rip.

Youngjae:

The only survivor. Honestly he would have died early on but he was away at the dog park with coco and then he took her to get a hair cut.

Who could kill him anyways?

Bambam and Yugyeom:

Dudes died together. Trying to protect each other. Well. They thought it was a joke and dabbed and danced around them Bambam got stabbed. Well then…Yugyeom jumped up to protect Bambam form a worse fate. He got stabbed too.

Rip

Jackson: jackson loved your body just the way it was. To him seeing you in a bikini was a religious experience. He choked when you walked out of the dressing room. He wanted to go swimming but he wasn’t expecting to be attacked. Like every curve was hitting just right. He had to tell himself to close his mouth.

God damn his girl was thick as honey and he had a sweet tooth.

When he saw you covering up he got sad.

He knew how you felt about your body when you wrapped your towel around yourself the look on your face said you were getting shy.

He ran over and hugged you so tight happily kissing your cheek.

He was so proud at you for taking that step.

Jaebum :  He wasn’t super excited when you had new clothes. You got them every week and you made him watch while you tried them on. But damn he wasn’t expecting that bikini. You had his full attention when you slowly creeped out of the bedroom. You were trying to cover yourself. He stood up and walked near you. He smirked walking around you and looking over your body.

“Damn baby! Can you get anymore gorgeous.”

You covered your face in embarrassment, still trying to cover your body. “Babe why are you covering yourself?” He’d ask “I’ve seen you with NO clothes on and it brings me to my knees”

bambam: he would hype you tf up. He knew you wearing a bikini to the beach was gonna be a big thing. He knew when you bought it you weren’t confident because you wouldn’t let him see it.

“I don’t want to come out.” You said behind the curtain from the changing booth.

“Babe! Get out here! I’m trying to show off my baby!” He said. Then he started cheering for you to come out. As you slowly came out he started screeching your name!

“You’re slaying my heart babe damn. “ he said.

Jinyoung: You wouldn’t get the chance to feel bad about yourself, because he’d be telling you how good you’re going to look as soon as he saw the string of your bikini under your top.

“Babe! Take the shirt off already!” He’d say.

When you shook your head from embarrassment he knew he would have to take a different approach.

He’d go on a intellectual rant about how beautiful you are and how there isn’t just one form of beauty. And you’d have to agree to take it off just to get him to shut up.

yugyeom: gyeomie would be sweet. He’d see you trying to cover up and looking around and he’d grab your hand. “You look so pretty today babe.” He’d whisper into your ear.

All day he’d whisper sweet compliments to you, while holding your hand. You couldn’t cover up if he was holding your hand.

He loved the smile on your face when he told you that you were beautiful.

Mark: Mark’s approach to the whole situation would be just to make you have so much fun you forget that you’re wearing a bikini. Even though he couldn’t keep his eyes off you because you looked spectacular he didn’t want you thinking about what you were wearing because he knew you’d feel insecure. He’d make sure you got on every ride there was in the park. When you were smiling genuinely he knew you were having the time of your life and that made him happy.

Youngjae: the little cinnamon roll genuinely can’t understand how someone as beautiful as you could hate the way they look. You in that pretty yellow bikini took his breath  away. He didn’t understand how you couldn’t see it. He had never saw your weight as an issue. When he realized that’s why you were trying so hard to cover up he felt sad. He knew no one was completely confident, including him. But since he hadn’t seen the way you look as an issue he had never considered that it would be one for you.

He felt like a bad boyfriend. But he knew he had to take your mind off it.

He did his best to help you have fun and he knew from then on he’d tell you how beautiful you were as much as possible.

A/N: i did my best. since I’m a bigger girl I thought of what i would want to hear and match with the member’s personalities.i hope yall like it <3

Members:

Jaebum Mark Jackson Jinyoung Youngjae BamBam Yugyeom

Collaborated Fics: With BTS 

No Halo 1 |

Other Material: 

Text Posts

Moodboards 

You fangirl at their concert as their girlfriend

(Hyung Line) Their daughter doesn’t want to be black

When you cheat

Girlfriend fangirl over GOT7

Their girlfriend getting a thigh tattoo

Being in a horror movie

Dark Skinned Girlfriend receiving hate

catching you masterbating

first time seeing you in a bonnet

making a sex tape

Seokjin

SeokJin wouldn’t know what to say it at first. He’d stare at the picture on the phone. He tried to stop the tears from forming but he was devastated. His heart ached. But he didn’t want to make a fuss. He calmly sat your phone. He didn’t want to pry any; he honestly didn’t think he could remain calm if he saw anymore. He waited until you got back into the room. He watched you check your messages and a smile creep across your face. His heart broke into a thousand pieces. The tears finally dropped.

“Hey!” Are you cheating on me??” He yelled.

You looked at him in shock. “N-No.” you stuttered out.

“I saw the messages y/n! Someone sent you a picture of their dick and you can’t keep the smile off your face.” He yelled.

You stared at him, not knowing what to say. You were caught. Even though Seokjin’s heart hurt; but he wanted the truth. All of it. Who it was, how long it has lasted, and especially he wanted to know if you loved him.

“Do you still love me?” He looked into your eyes, desperately.

“I do so much.” You answered quickly.

“They why did you cheat on me??” He asked.

You looked down unable to answer. You honestly didn’t love the other guy and you loved SeokJin with all your heart. You didn’t know why you cheated. “SeokJin I’m so so sorry.” You pleaded.

He grabbed you. Hugging you into his strong chest. You felt his tears dropping on your shoulders. You hugged him as tightly as possible.

“I need time to trust you again.” He said softly.

He let you go and walked into the bedroom.

You sat on the couch, it was silent, then, You could hear his soft cries from the other room.

Yoongi

Yoongi looked at you phone in his hand. He had picked it up on his way to the studio for the night , mistaking it for his own. He saw a message from “William” he didn’t know a William. He knew basically all your friends especially the male ones He typed in your code, it was changed, so he sat your phone down. He didn’t know why he was uneasy anyways. He trusted you, or he thought he did until a new message popped up. He read the preview on your lock screen

From William: “baby did you get my pic?”

“Baby?” Yoongi said to himself, as he grabbed your phone and started trying to figure out your code. Thank goodness he remembered your mom’s birthday since he was looking for a gift recently, wanting to impress her.

He looked through the messages. First seeing a photo of this William guy’s dick. Then, he found out this was going on for months.

Yoongi sat back in the chair. Gripping the phone as hard as he could. He wanted to throw it across the room so fast but he held himself back. He grabbed his bag and got his manager to take him home. When he got to the apartment you shared he heard you in the living room. He walked in slowly. And as he entered the room he saw a mess and you searching for.

“Looking for this?” He held it up.

You froze. “Yoongi you took my phone I’ve been looking for it.”

He stared at you with the deadliest glare.

“Were you afraid You’d miss William’s call?” He asked.

You choked.

His glare grew in intensity. “You wasted 3 years of us for a few months with a guy who just calls your a booty call?” He asked.

“Yoongi I-” you were interrupted by your phone crashing through one of the windows.

“Fuck you. Don’t try to explain it. I read all the messages. If you were gonna cheat on me your phone code shouldn’t have been your mother’s birthday.” He said.

He started walking off.

“Yoongi wait!” You tried calling for him.

“Don’t follow me! I’m done with you. Have your shit outta my apartment by tomorrow.” He said.

Yoongi was pissed because he hated being hurt this bad. His heart was ripped out and it made him angry.

He had never so much as yelled at you before this.

But you stomped on his heart.

Hoseok

of course Hoseok was pissed off.

He saw the name pop up on your phone. What was one of his friends doing texting you so late at night? So he went to see what was up.

When he saw the message, he thought his heart was being stomped on.

He sat in the bed silently waiting for you to get out of the shower. Tears ran down his face in hot streams.

“Fuck how could I be so stupid?” He sat there thinking about all the stuff he should have seen. Y'all were so close to each other. Always touchy feely.

He should have said something but he always ignored it.

He felt like it was his fault.

Did he not make you happy enough?

Was he not good enough?

He wanted to know what he did wrong for you to hurt him like this.

He didn’t know who he was angry at; but he was mad.

He shut his eyes and sat your phone down on the night stand. When you got out of the shower you saw him laying in bed, fully clothed, his back to you. You checked your messages and saw that it was read.

“H-Hobi did you have my phone?” You asked.

He didn’t speak. She shuffled over in the bed.

It worried you but you didn’t question it. You laid down and fell asleep. When you woke up Hoseok, and all his stuff was gone.

Namjoon

Namjoon was always the type to be suspicious. He couldn’t help himself. He didn’t want to be hurt in that way. He convinced himself to trust you even when he saw your coworker with his hands all over you at one party. He just let it be. Saying to himself he didn’t want to lose you because of his insecurities. He was able to admit he was insecure. But when he broke his phone and asked to use yours to call his manager, all his fears came to light. He couldn’t breathe. His gut kept telling him something was wrong. The proof was right in his hands. He saw all the texts.

Even though he was angry he wanted to handle this calmly. Breaking up would be easier. He couldn’t stay with you. He told himself that over and over until he saw you. He handed you your phone.

“Can we talk?” He asked. You both sat down and he looked into your eyes. And it broke him.

“I saw some messages in your phone. Can you be honest with me?” He asked

You shut your eyes and began telling him the truth. the whole truth.

He sat back in his chair with his eyes closed.

You stared at him. He didn’t say a word for a few minutes.

Then he said. “I’m not gonna lie. I knew something was wrong. I love you so much. I’m sorry you resorted to cheating on me.” It broke you heart that he was apologizing for your stupid mistake.

He grabbed your hand and kissed it. “Let’s break up. You’re not happy with me. I can tell by the messages you love him more.”

That was it. Of course your heart hurt to have this happen; but it was your fault.

Namjoon hugged you and kissed your forehead. Then he walked away from you.

Jimin 

Like Yoongi Jimin would be pissed. But even more than that his insecurities would take over.

He admitted he was snooping in your phone; but that was because he heard you talking to one of your friends.

Something about “ kissing” and “amazing nights”.

You hadn’t let him hit in months. You always came home late and you were too tired. So it just didn’t happen.

So the conversation made him suspicious.

He tried to tell himself over and over that you weren’t talking about what he thought. He even asked Namjoon about it; because he felt like he was just being insecure again. You and he had so many bad memories because he’d doubt you. Always wondering if he was good enough for you. Now he saw that he wasn’t enough.

After he saw your messages, he felt like someone stabbed him in the chest.

If y'all expected him to break up with you as soon as he found out you were wrong. he tried to hold on. Forget he ever saw it. He tried so hard to turn himself into the type of guy you would want; because he loves you so damn much.

But he couldn’t.

It was too much for him. He was overworking himself. paranoid because of your relationship with the other guy. “When is she gonna leave me?” He’d ask himself every time he’d see you smiling at your phone.

He just blew up.

He broke down.

“Why am I not enough for you?” He said in the middle of an argument.

“What are you talking about Jimin! You’re doing it again!” You yelled back.

He stepped back from you.

“So you’re gonna make me feel crazy when you’re cheating on me?” He yelled.

You froze. “Jimin. That’s-” he cut you off. “Y/N stop fucking lying to me! I saw your messages! You’ve been sleeping with that guy for months now. Probably longer!” He yelled storming out.

You didn’t see him again until he came for his things.

Taehyung

To say Tae wasn’t mad and sad would be crazy. But he wasn’t throwing phones or crying over it.

When he saw your messages he could only sit down and think.

Did I do something wrong as a boyfriend? Was I lacking? Then he’s think about all your arguments. He would be thinking about all your good times together as he listened to slow jazz and R&B

When you got home candles were burning. He was sitting in the dark with Mary J blige’s ‘Be without you’ playing. You slowly approached the couch.

“Tae what are you doing?” You asked.

He grabbed your hand.

“Do I make you happy anymore?” He asked. Looking up at you. Even though it was dark, the candles allowed you to see his eyes.

You were confused. “What’s going on? Why are you asking this?” That wasn’t the answer that could save your relationship.

He kissed your hand.

“I’m not happy anymore Y/N. it’s not your fault. I’m just not happy.” He said. You stared at him.

“Let’s break up.” You said, after a moment of silence.

You watched him stand up and leave for the bedroom. You sat on the couch. The house was silent.

Jungkook

Jungkook didn’t just see messages. You accidentally called the other man’s name during sex. He ignored it. He saw some not so friend like messages and he ignored it. It wasn’t until he saw you two kissing everything hit the fan.

He was crippled by sadness.

Tears ran down his face. He clutched his chest as he stared at the two of you.

It wasn’t until he dropped his phone, you noticed he walked in.

You immediately ran to him.

You tried to grab his hand and explain yourself but he didn’t want to hear it.

He hurried out. He put on his shoes and ran out.

He Immediately went to see Taehyung who called the other boys.

All 6 of his hyungs came to your shared apartment to collect His stuff. He obviously didn’t want to see you.

While they collected his stuff, despite the death stares from the boys you were trying to call Jungkook. You wanted to explain yourself. But he wouldn’t answer your calls or your texts.

After an hour of trying to get to him you noticed you had a missed call from Jungkook, with a voicemail.

“Y/N if you wanted to be with someone else you should have told me,” he said, “I was always a good boyfriend…or at least I tried to be. I don’t want to see you again. I don’t want to hear your apologies. Stop trying to get ahold of me. I asked my hyungs to get my things for a reason.” Then he hung up.

Tears ran down your face. Every single word sounded heartbroken.

You did that to him. For a random hook up. You ruined your good thing.

A/N: This is so sad ion know