#bangtan request

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The lights were bright and warm. It was almost as if they were engulfing your figure while you stood in front of the camera. As a part time job, you often worked in modeling. It was how you paid for most of your college experience, considering that you didn’t get any scholarships. Around that time, you met with your now boyfriend Kim Taehyung. He was precious to say the least. His voice was deep, his figure beautiful, and his mind delicious. He could think of many possible positions to put you in. Often leaving your sex life something you craved for daily.

He was bright and dangerous. His mind could easily tempt you into anything, but it could also help you in a crisis. You would never forget the first time you saw him. Everything seemed to vanish and you were left sitting there only focusing on his eyes. They were dark, focused and beautiful. His hair was long and wavy, his clothes stuck to him. You were frightened when he glanced your way, but welcomed it. He offered to talk, lending you a listening ear.

From that day forwards you found yourself always coming back to that place. Awaiting his return. One thing lead to another and now you called him your boyfriend. He offered to take you places, even offering you to stay at his place. Things started to get complicated when he started working more often, but you didn’t let things get too bad. Instead, you focused on your relationship with him. Offering to make compromises that could lead to a better future. 

“Cut!” The director shouts sending you out of your thoughts. You blinked the lights away, shifting your position upwards. As you walk, your eyes were focused on your boss. It seemed as if he wanted to speak with you, considering he yelled for production to stop. One of the T.A’s rushed over towards you. Their name was Jenny and had become one of your friends. 

She often gave you great advise on who to steer clear from. Since this was your first month working under a new company. The way she acted around you seemed as if she wanted to butter you up. Betray you almost immediately, but you weren’t going to openly ask her. Instead, you played along.  Civility was really the only way you would survive. 

“What’s going on?” You question thanking Jenny for the bottle. His eyes narrowed in your direction, the light in them darkening. It seemed as if you were asking the wrong questions. Or it seemed as if he didn’t like your free spirit and wanted to ultimately crush it. Instead, you took a step back, making sure there was some sort of space between you two. 

“I want to try that scene again.” He starts crossing his arms. He moves himself over towards his seat, sitting down and snapping his fingers. The camera man turns around to show off some pictures. You move yourself in, looking over his shoulders as you saw yourself. 

It was a beach scene so everything was bright and sunny. You seemed to be enjoying yourself, but in reality the lights were too bright. It wasn’t as if an outsider could notice it, instead it was something that you kept in the back of your mind. The picture itself was beautiful. You questioned why he wanted to redo something that looked wonderful. 

“Okay, so why did you ask me over here?” You question then quickly fixing your answer so you didn’t sound bitchy. “I’m just curious is all.” pausing then looking back in his direction. “I personally thought the picture looked fine.” Your boss went on to describe that the scene wasn’t beautiful. The pose was horrendous and the lighting was off. 

It was almost as if he was driving a knife into you. In fear of losing your job, you didn’t fight back. Instead you nod, allowing his knife to dig deeper. You finish your second gulp of water, then proceed to move forwards. Taking the pictures once again to satisfy your bosses hunger. At the end of the day, you were making a hefty check but that didn’t justify his actions. 

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It was already past eight and your feet were tired. Everything about today sucked and you wanted to curl up into a ball. With that being mentioned, you had to cook yourself something to eat. You didn’t feel like getting up, nor did you feel like traveling all the way to your kitchen. Even with the checks you were making, your apartment wasn’t the best. 

Taehyung offered to rent one out, but you decided against his offer. Instead, you enjoyed your cozy apartment. It made walking over to the fridge easier when you only had to stroll for less than thirty seconds. You didn’t need something so huge because you weren’t materialistic. Instead, you needed something to fit your needs. 

Your hands moved to grab your laptop nesting on the coffee table. You opened it, logged in and started to browse. Noting that a few emails were sitting in your mailbox and a few notifications from social media strolled in. You didn’t spend much time browsing since you shouldn’t be up so late. You had to walk in earlier this time, making your bedtime earlier than your usual. 

In the mist of your browsing, the door swung open. There your dashingly handsome boyfriend stood with take out and his hair cascading over a Gucci bandanna. He still wore makeup from work, his eyes bigger due to how the makeup was set. His features were soft and his five o’clock shadow hidden under his foundation. 

He wore a button up tucked into his ripped jeans. It seemed as if he had come over from the studio without changing. You casually turn your head back to your laptop, shifting yourself on the couch. With the lack of attention Taehyung was receiving, he pouts. Ultimately moving himself inwards, shutting the door with his foot. It seemed as if he wanted to get a reaction from you, but since you weren’t giving it to him, he pouts. 

“I got your favorite~” Taehyung sings strolling himself over towards you. Your head turns back towards him, watching Taehyung swiftly move himself inwards. Since you weren’t hungry, it wasn’t appealing. You didn’t have a great day which meant you wanted to curl up in a ball. Taehyung noticed the atmosphere and decided not to ask. 

He knew how you got and wouldn’t pressure you into saying anything. Instead, he set the bags down shifting himself on the couch. Taehyung moves inwards, the whiff of his cologne hitting your senses. Your body shivers, his touch cold due to the windy weather. You sink yourself into his embrace, his hands slowly moving up and down. 

Silence engulfed you as your mind began to race. His cologne was starting to make you hungry..hungry for him. You could already feel yourself getting wet, your core throbbing for his touch. You thought about how his tongue would press against your throbbing clit, your legs shaking. You squeezed your thighs together, trying to make the thought disappear. 

It didn’t help that Taehyung seemed oblivious. Considering he moved his hand downwards, pressing it at the base of your waist. His long fingers drumming against your skin, each touch sending jitters across your skin. You couldn’t take anymore of this. Your body automatically shifts itself onto his lap, pressing your ass against him.

You wrap your hands into his shirt, pressing the fabric in between your fingers. Taehyung looks at you, the expression of hunger laced within your eyes. He seemed to smile at such a dirty look, his fingers crawling their way up your shirt. You shiver and groan, his smile still apparent. 

“You want me baby?” Taehyung questions snapping the band of your bra against your skin. 

“Of course.” pausing for a second only to move inwards and press a kiss along the column of his neck. “Whatever your wearing today is driving me insane.” a throaty laugh escaping his lips. His chest rises and falls as he does so, your breasts pressing against him. 

Taehyung doesn’t say anything as he seemed to be laced in his own thoughts. His head moves to the side since your kisses trail upwards. He seems to be enjoying your sucking because he lets out low grunts of approval. His fingers still teasing you. Snapping your band still against your skin, making you jump almost every single time. 

“Baby girl,” Taehyung purrs that nickname causing your heart to flutter. “I have an idea for tonight.” shifting himself up to flip your positions. He presses you against your couch, your body shifting once he pulled away. Taehyung moves up, searching your apartment for whatever he thought of. When Taehyung came back, he held your camera in his hand. 

“You want to take pictures of me?” You assumed moving yourself upwards to rest against the arm rest. 

“If that’s alright with you.” pausing for a second you tilted your head to the side. You were glad he was asking for your consent. You hadn’t really taken dirty pictures before, so this was extremely exciting. Instead of giving him a verbal answer, you nod your head. Taehyung gives a devilish grin, his body instantly moving over towards you. 

He turns the camera on and you start to strip. Slowly removing the loose fabric of your sweats and shirt off. Leaving you to your lacy black underwear and bra. Taehyung growls at the sight, his hand reaching out only to get smacked away. You were taking control here tonight, not him. He notices this and gives an approving smile. 

Your hands move their way up to your breasts. Palming the muscle as the soft click of the camera could be heard. You bring your lower lip in, biting it gently as your eyes lid. You locked eye contact with the camera, a groan escaping Taehyung. It was torture for him to watch you. He wanted his hands all over your body. Scratching, pulling and smacking you. 

You twist your nipples under your bra, groaning in response as you took everything slow. Making sure to put on a show for him because that was your main objective. One hand makes its way down your torso, your fingers drumming against your skin. 

You tilt your head to the right, watching Taehyung’s expression as you snuck a finger in between your folds. You were already wet from before, but touching yourself caused more liquids to pour out. You run your finger up and down, lathering your juices up. 

“Baby please take your underwear off.” Taehyung begs his eyes dark behind the camera. Since you were in control, you took his beg into consideration. Moving your hand back up, only to tease him by revealing some of your skin. You brought your wet index finger up to your lips, pressing it as you smelt your arousal. 

Slowly pushing your finger in to received another impatient groan from Taehyung. You give another sly smile, sucking your arousal off and popping your finger out of your mouth. Once again, you tease him by sliding your underwear off slightly. Another flash and click of the camera. You push the fabric down further, revealing your wetness to him. 

“Oh f-uck baby.” Taehyung groans swiping his tongue across his lower lip. It was almost as if he was at his breaking point. 

“You like what you see?” a silent nod from your boyfriend. You grin, teasing him further by pulling it back up. Taehyung whimpers, setting the camera down as he placed it in video mode. He told you soon afterwards, but it didn’t matter to you. You were too horny to care. 

Taehyung moves forwards, smacking your hands away from your waist. He pulls your underwear down again, spreading your legs. Then, grabs the camera, moving it to focus more of your cunt. You didn’t wait for him, instead you pushed a finger inside, your folds taking you almost too easily. 

“Mm, I’m nice and wet for you.” Taehyung growls shifting himself as he pushes his own inside along yours. Stretching you out whilst watching more of your arousal coat his finger. As your finger and his starts to move, it becomes apparent how wet you are. 

Taehyung eventually sets the camera down again, moving his head in to press his tongue against your clit. Just as you predicted, your legs start to shake. Your finger removing itself and quickly bringing back up to your mouth. You bit down gently on it, tasting your juices against the pad of your finger. Taehyung’s finger turned into multiple. He pumps them quickly, curling them upwards to hit your nerves. 

“T-Tae!” You praise pushing your hips back against him. He was merciless. Sucking, licking and grazing his teeth against you. Your body quivers at his touch, black splotches begin to form. Taehyung pumps you into your orgasm, your back arching. Your body was already sensitive beforehand, now after your orgasm it was twice as much. 

Taehyung always knew to make you cum before fucking you. He knew you liked how sensitive you could get, especially when he wanted to put on a show. Taehyung grabs the camera again, his fingers licked clean of your cum. He quickly undoes his jeans, pushing his boxers down. Since you were on the pill, he could rock your world raw. 

He spreads your legs, pushing his dick inwards. His cock filling you, his length hitting your senses. He groans at your warmth, his eyes shutting in bliss. He slowly pulls out, then thrusts back in. One arm wrapping around your waist to shift your hips upwards. Your head was now on the cushions as Taehyung was on his knees. 

Your breasts bounce back and forth, hitting your face due to the position you were in. Taehyung shifts the camera’s position back up to you. Making sure he was watching you. “Fuck Y/N,” Taehyung groans his pace still agonizingly slow. “Look at your pretty pussy. Fuck you’re so tight.” his dirty talk making you moan. 

Your hips rolled against him, silently begging for Taehyung to move. He wasn’t going to, as in fact, he was going to continue to tease him. It was his way of repaying you for your small show. He sets the camera down, only to get a better hold of you. This time, he winds his hand back, then forwards to smack your ass. 

The sound of skin against skin filling your ears, then shortly after your moans. This pace was starting to drive you insane. You wanted more, no you needed more. “F-Faster baby. Oh g-od please!” 

“Oh?” Taehyung purrs smacking your ass again. “Does this little slut want me to move faster?” he teases snapping his hips in particularly hard. You groan out, only receiving another smack. “Use your big girl words.” 

“P-Please Taehyung! Oh please move faster,” you beg your hands fisting the cushions. Almost immediately, Taehyung snaps his hips quicker. His arm recoiling back to hold your hip as the other does so. His toes dig into the cushions, using now his abdomen as his strength and quickness. Due to the angle he had you in, his cock was hitting your nerves dead on. 

You praised him louder. Your body still quivering as drool began to accumulate at the corners of your mouth. You could feel yourself starting to get closer. Your walls squeezing against his length. “Fuck fuck fuck Y/N!” Taehyung groans digging his nails into your sink. 

“I-I’m going to -” 

“Cum for me you little slut.” Taehyung growls his words sending you over your body spazzing under him. He continues his quick pace, his cock throbbing against your tight walls. He pulls himself out, pressing his length against your abdomen as he spills himself. His cum hits your stomach, your skin jumping at the sudden warmth. 

The only thing that filled your ears was Taehyung’s deep breaths. He shifts himself backwards, letting your legs fall onto his lap. As he does so, he reaches over to grab your camera. Stopping the recording so he could look back at it. You took the time to calm down, your hand covering your heart. Satisfaction was pure. 

“We should do this again baby.” Taehyung offers looking at the pictures. He flips the camera over, showing off your previous arousal. You flush at the sight, turning your head to the side. 

With a groan you awkwardly folded the map so that your first destination was on the front square and turned to head further down the street you were on. A million times you’d wanted to ask someone for directions, but people had either scurried away from you or given you dirty looks when you’d even glanced at them. You wouldn’t be surprised if they simply ignored you when asked. You made sure to search the faces that passed you, though, hoping to find someone that looked nice enough to give you directions. You only had three days left in Korea. You’d be heartbroken if you had come all the way here and not gone to see any of the places you planned to go when you first got here.

Not to mention it wouldn’t look good to your professor.

You were so busy agonizing over your lack of direction and possible failure that you didn’t spot your savior until it was too late. You’d been so lost in thought that when he hit you, you’d had no mind to try and balance or catch yourself before your fell. So here you were on your hands and knees, a grunt leaving your lips from the impact and your map falling to the pavement below you. It took you a couple of seconds to grasp what had just happened, the burn down your arm numbing your mind. It stung even as it cooled.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, are you okay?”

You immediately felt hands on you, your head turning and looking up to spot what you swore was some kind of god incarnate. The sun shining above gave him the most ethereal glow and for a long few moments you were lost. You tried desperately to bumble out words as your eyes drank in his beautifully sun kissed skin and full lips. He looked concerned and you wondered for a split second why. What would cause such a beautiful creature to look so solemn? Oh right, he’d run into you.

“I-I-I’m fine,” you finally got out a smile blooming onto his face that nearly stretched from ear to ear. His teeth were big and bright, his smile practically giving off light all on its own. He also had dimples that could probably save you in any life or death situation.

“Oh good! I’m really sorry, I spilled my coffee all over you too. I hope I didn’t burn you.”

You watched him bend down to pick up your map for you, still too much in a daze to realize you’d dropped anything. You slowly looked to your arm when he mentioned spilling coffee, finally feeling the sting of the heat from it again. It had cooled mostly now, but it had soaked your sleeve and side quickly not losing enough heat to keep from hurting before it touched your skin. You didn’t think any real damage had been done, though.

“Oh, yeah,” you said slowly, turning your gaze back to him as he straightened and handed you the map.

“Does it hurt? Did I burn you? We should look at it.”

“It doesn’t hurt,” you half-lied. It hurt, just not enough to be concerned.

“Still, I just got that coffee… It was still steaming. You should look at it to make sure it didn’t burn you too bad.”

“Okay, I will,” you said finally just giving into him. Finally you took the map from his hands, a thought striking you.

“Ah! Actually, can you help me?”

He hadn’t even turned away yet, too busy looking you over in concern. As if he were trying to search for anymore injuries.

“Yeah, what do you need?”

“I,” you paused, looking down at your map for a long moment before looking back up to him.

“I’ve been lost all day. I’m trying to get to Namsangol, but I can’t even find any bus stations to get me there. If you could maybe point me in the right direction or-“

“Of course! It’s the least I could do. I’m heading in the direction of one now. I could walk with you, but you should really change first. Are you staying nearby?”

“Ah! Not too far!”

If you could find your way to one place it was your hotel. You quickly made a game plan that he would wait in the lobby for you while you quickly changed. You were very grateful that he had insisted you do it. While you weren’t worried about your clothes or how you looked, you didn’t want to be walking around with a wet side for half the day. You changed as quickly as you could and rushed your way back down to the lobby, not wanting to make the stranger wait too long. When you spotted him standing awkwardly near a pillar, bowing slightly and smiling to those that passed by and looked at him, you trotted over.

“Hey sorry! I just realized on my way down that I don’t know your name,” you said, panting slightly from the rush.

“Oh, yeah, I’m Namjoon. Kim Namjoon,” he bowed to you as he spoke, formally introducing himself.

“I’m (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you,” you replied, bowing in return.

“Okay, now that we’re formally introduced let’s head out. I’ll show you to the nearest bus station.”

You nodded, grinning eagerly. Heat dusted your cheeks when he grinned back before turning and leading the way. Finally you would be able to get to your destination and finish your assignment. You followed him only a step behind, excited though feeling slightly awkward. You’d never been good around strangers. A few times you’d opened your mouth to say something before closing it again, looking much like a fish in just the span of him leading you out of the hotel. Thankfully he began speaking to you once you reached the sunlight of outside, though.

“So you said you’re a student?”

“Yeah! I’m in my second year.”

“Oh? In high school?” He asked in shock.

“No, university,” you said chuckling.

“Oh, I was going to say. You look older than a high schooler. So that makes you… 20?”

 “Yeah.”

“Ah, okay. That makes you younger than me by a few years then.”

“Oh?” You questioned, wanting to ask just how much older, but not wanting to be rude.

“I’m 24… Well 23 internationally.”

“I guess that means I should call you oppa,” you said with a smile, not really realizing what you’d said until it was already out. Your cheeks and ears heated as you suddenly realized what had come out of your mouth, only peeking up to see his reaction. He wasn’t looking at you, but you swore his cheeks where a little darker. It could just be heat stroke from embarrassment on your part as well.

“Y-Yeah, I mean… If you want.”

You nodded silently, focusing back on your shoes as you walked. It was awkwardly silent for longer than you would’ve like as you two walked. It wasn’t until you mentioned how far the bus station was that you guys started talking more easily again. He mentioned that you had to find a tour bus station in order to get to Namsangol and while there were quite a few in the city you had somehow picked a hotel that wasn’t near any of them.

“I guess I know how to pick ‘em, then.”

“Apparently,” he chuckled out, the tension between the two of you immediately easing.

“There should be one just around this corner. We’ll have to buy tickets.”

We? You blinked up at him a couple of times, but refused to question it. While he was a stranger, you had no qualms about spending more time with him. So if he wanted to tag along all the way to Namsangol, you would not deny him. Besides, he might be able to give you more information for your assignment, which was always welcome.

As he said, just around the corner was a tour bus station with a small line of mostly foreigners waiting to buy tickets. Next to the station were a couple of tour buses parked and ready to load up. Your excitement was starting to rise now, your goal before you and finally real. Plus if you were lucky you’d get a handsome companion/tour guide to come along with you. You practically skipped after Namjoon as he took a spot in line, standing half behind him, half next to him with a grin on your face.

“Thank you so much for this, you don’t know how much this helps,” you said, practically bouncing on the balls of your feet.

“You’re pretty eager for this,” he chuckled.

“Was this the whole purpose of your trip?”

“Sort of. It’s part of an assignment I’ll be doing.”

“Really? What’s the assignment?”

You explained the assignment to him, telling him you’d brought a camera along for photos even. The more information you could get the better, so when he offered to tell you what he knew you were all too eager to ask him to come all the way to Namsangol with you. He agreed without hesitation and now here you were wandering through the streets at a leisurely pace as he told you what history he knew. He would wait back patiently while you took photos, even taking a few of you standing in front of various buildings for you. You’d been wandering along in comfortable silence when you suddenly stopped.

“What is it?”

You smiled at him, pointing to a particular building.

“Go stand over there. Look distant.”

“Huh?”

“Go stand over in front of that building. I want to photograph you,” you chuckled.

“How’s that going to look on your assignment? Having some random guy in your photos.”

You laughed a bit as he made his way over to the spot you indicated, chuckling himself.

“It’ll look fine- more authentic. Besides, I have to credit some of my sources, right?”

He grinned, dropping his gaze to his shoes for a split second before turning his head to look off to one side. You took a couple of pictures, showing them to him when prompted before moving on to the next location. When he wasn’t giving you information you two were talking about anything from your favorite subject to your favorite hobby, the conversation flowing rather easily despite you two having met just that day. You two even stopped for a snack on your way back to the bus station, Namjoon paying for you despite your protests.

“Man this is so good. You really didn’t have to pay for me, you know.”

“It’s no problem, I’m the older one after all. Besides, I feel a little proud treating you to a specialty of my country.”

You snorted and laughed a bit, making sure to cover your mouth so you didn’t spit food everywhere.

“So how was it today,” he questioned, watching you as you walked next to him, zoned in on your food.

“It was great, thank you! You really helped me out so much, I don’t know how to thank you enough. I hope you didn’t have any other plans today. I just now thought about that, I’m so sorry!”

You suddenly looked panic-stricken turning to face him fully with wide eyes. He smiled and chuckled at you, shaking his head.

“No, I didn’t have anything planned today. Your enthusiasm to learn is refreshing, so I had fun myself.”

He was looking at you with such warm eyes that you couldn’t hold his gaze, turning to watch the pavement in front of you with heat blossoming across your cheeks. It was silent for a few minutes, your thoughts so jumbled that you were struggling to come up with something else to say.

“If I’m being honest,” he paused for a long moment, the silence causing you to look up at him shyly. He wasn’t looking at you instead staring off ahead of himself, his cheeks a shade darker.

“I’m sort of glad I ran into you today. I enjoyed helping you… Our time together.”

The heat spread from your cheeks all the way to your ears and down your neck. You immediately looked back to your shoes, you heart beating hard in your chest and making the blood pumping through your ears the only thing you could hear. It took you a while to fully register his words and for your mind to start making coherent thoughts again. If you were also being honest, you were glad he’d run into you too. Without him you would’ve never gotten here, let alone enjoyed it as much as you had. Not only had he brought you to the one place you’d wanted to go, but he’d stayed with you to help give you information for your assignment. You would be eternally grateful to Kim Namjoon.

“So,” he started, pausing again as he hesitated.

“How long are you here for?”

“I was meant to be here for a couple of weeks, but I only have three days left,” you replied, suddenly feeling a little solemn at the thought.

“Ah, well… If there was anywhere else you wanted to go… Maybe tomorrow or the day after… I could show you around… If you wanted someone to tag along with you that is… If…” He trailed off, his awkwardly broken sentences causing you to smile through your hastily beating heart. You were so elated that you had to make sure not to start jumping around and accidentally hug him or something.

“I would love that!” You said a little louder than you’d meant to, some of the residents that were out for a leisurely stroll giving you two various disapproving looks.

“That would mean so much to me, I would love to have you come along with me to all the rest of the places I need to visit! If… If you don’t mind coming to all of them with me, of course,” you finished, your voice dropping off with embarrassment at assuming he’d go everywhere with you.

“I would love to show you around, (Y/N)-ssi.”

You’d practically skipped all the way back to the tour bus, letting a comfortable silence fall between the two of you on the ride back. You two were practically passed out on each other when the bus finally pulled to a stop back in the city, all the other tourists around you rising from their seats. Somehow you’d accidentally let your head fall to rest on Namjoon’s shoulder, his head falling to rest on yours so that you two were snuggled close together in your seats. With heated cheeks you gently lifted your head, Namjoon breathing deeply as he sat straighter and then stretched a bit. You smiled sheepishly at him, not being able to find your voice enough to apologize before he was standing and turning to help you up.

He ended up carrying your bag for you all the way back to your hotel, neither of you saying much as the sun set serenely off to one side. It had been a fulfilling day for you and you couldn’t really remember a time when you’d enjoyed yourself more. As you two came up to the door of the lobby he passed over your bag, smiling shyly and shoving his hands into his pockets. Again an awkward silence settled over the two of you, not sure what to say to break it. You could always just say good bye, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Suddenly a thought occurred to you.

“Oh! You’ll need my phone information if we’re going to travel again tomorrow!”

“Oh yeah,” he said, pulling his phone out of his pocket just as you did yours. You exchanged information before sliding your phone back into your pocket, smiling shyly at him just as he did to you.

“Thank you again for today, you really saved me.”

He shook his head, his cheeks dusting a shade darker.

“It was really no problem. So, uh… I’ll text you tomorrow when I’m free?”

“Yes, definitely. Thanks so much for this.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, night!”

He held a hand up, waving it ever so slightly as he turned and headed off back to wherever it was he stayed. You mimicked him, raising your hand a bit as well and smiling bashfully as you watched him go. You didn’t move from your spot until he was completely out of sight, but just before he’d gotten too far you’d  managed to whisper out a-

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“You’re honestly considering this?” You questioned, your boyfriend leaning against the breakfast counter. You shot him a look that was a mixture of confusion and desire. He was stripped to nothing but his tight boxers that hugged his thighs. He, much to your amusement and annoyance started to work out more often. Giving him more of a reason for you to fondle over him as every day, he grew more into a masterpiece. 

Carter shrugged his shoulders at you. His dyed blond hair sweeping across his eyes as he continued to shove his peanut butter and toast into his mouth. This conversation you were having was brought up by your devilishly handsome boyfriend. He suggested to invite his friend over for a threesome, but you didn’t particularly enjoy sharing him. 

He said that it could make the bedroom life hotter and maybe even try new things out. Carter wasn’t much of the possessive type; honestly, he was the exact opposite. He could care less who you hung out with because your heart belongs solely to him. He was the type of man you had been looking for your entire life, and now he was starting to suggest things that you were interested yet terrified with. 

“I mean, I don’t think Hobi would object.” If Carter could see you now, he would ultimately start laughing. Out of all the people he could have considered, it had to be Hoseok. The talented, handsome dancer who, if it weren’t for you dating Carter, you would fall in between his sheets. He stood just a little taller than your boyfriend and had beautiful brown eyes. 

His hair was usually styled over his eyebrows, but sometimes was drawn up and exposing his forehead. When he danced, it was like he was drawing everyone’s attention in and keeping it there. The way his body would move to the beats often made you fantasize about him. Before Carter could move to face you, your jaw shut instantly. Cheeks blazing with heat as you glanced down at your fingers. 

Ultimately fumbling with them as you didn’t really understand where he was going with this. Carter had mentioned that if you weren’t comfortable with having someone else in bed that he wouldn’t pressure you into doing so. Nor would he bring it up ever again. Instead, Carter just wanted to get your opinion on this and see where it would land him. 

“C’ mon [Y/n],” he spoke, turning around, finally facing you. Bits of crumbs hung to the corners of his mouth as his devilish smirk still rested upon his lips. “Just think about it okay?” he finished swiftly moving himself over and bringing a hand under his chin. You dart your gaze away from his beautiful sea-green eyes, unable to look at them directly. 

He could get you to agree to anything with just one sorrowful glance. You huffed again, crossing your arms over your chest as your cheeks puffed out. How Carter loved seeing as it made you look younger than you usually wear. He gave a little smirk, leaning in and kissing your forehead as you silently answered him. 

You knew if Carter got his way, you wouldn’t hear the end of it... 

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In the end, your boyfriend eventually got the end of it. How he somehow convinced you that everything would be alright and you would have fun was honestly a mystery. You scowled at yourself, thinking the situation was a little out of your comfort zone. 

But you couldn’t really deny that you were interested in it. Instead, you were surprised that Hoseok agreed to it at all in the first place. It wasn’t like he was coming in and destroying your relationship. Instead, he was coming in and making things a little more interesting in the bedroom between you two. Not that Carter didn’t do well in bed, but you both wanted to try something new. 

And Carter so happened to be interested in having another person in bed. You bit your lower lip, careful not to smug the already perfect lipstick painted on. Your eyes flickered towards the mirror again, taking your painted mask once again. Foundation mixed with other products lied carefully on your face. Highlighter illuminated the places that you needed it the most as your eyes were done in neutral colors. 

Bringing out your naturally beautiful eyes. Tonight, you decided to wear your hair down, letting some of the natural waves gracefully fall over your shoulders. Turning in your chair, you crossed your legs as you looked down at the netting sprawled across your thighs. Out of all the things Carter could have chosen, it had to be the fishnets. 

The wrapped around your flesh, ending at your feet. Some even torn from how Carter had handled them before. You flushed at the thought, your makeup making it harder to see your pink cheeks under. Standing, you fixed his baggy button-up, making sure everything was in place. Carter had gone down to grab Hoseok, explaining to him exactly what he had you not too long ago. 

“This is all going to be consensual,” Carter explains, pressing a few kisses on your forehead. He knew how your anxiety worked when new things were placed in front of you. It didn’t help that you were already over-worrying about tonight’s events and how it would shape your relationship with Hoseok. “If you don’t feel comfortable throughout the entire process, we will stop at once. Okay, pumpkin?” he whispers squeezing your arm before releasing as you once again gave him a silent answer. 

You scratched the top of your head now. Mind still buzzing from the recent conversation you had with Carter. When Hoseok got here, it would be awkward at first as you didn’t exactly know how to start one of these. Then, you began pacing back and forth before hearing your apartment, doorknob twist. Craning your head to the sound, you quickly scrambled out of your bedroom. 

Since your apartment wasn’t too large, it meant that certain sounds traveled faster. And it also said that getting from point a to point b was rather quick for you as you now stood in your living room. Hoseok was the first to walk in, his heart shape smile spread as he was laughing with his friend.

Tonight, Hoseok wore a light tee that had a rather large v-neck. It ended at the tops of his collar, revealing some of his beautiful olive skin underneath. His jeans were tight-fitted, and he wore some rings his right hand. They looked expensive from where you stood, but you didn’t want to ask him. 

He quickly shoved his oxfords off, then pushed back his bangs. You sucked in air, head-turning to the side as you hadn’t realized how affected you were by him. Yes, you had always thought Hoseok was beautifully handsome, but you weren’t really bothered by him before. Now that you were going to be sharing the same sheets with him, your dirty fantasies come to life. 

Oh, how you always wondered how his lips would feel against your skin. How his plump lips and dirty tongue would touch in places, they shouldn’t have. Just the thought of it made you start to throb in between your legs. Especially so when he finally turned his attention, and his eyebrows rose. 

“You’ve got her out here like a sitting duck eh Car?” Hoseok teases pushing on his friend’s arm as he shuts and locks the door. Carter grunts, you imagined that he rolled his eyes but had a faint smile on his lips. Once more, you brought your mouth back into your teeth, biting gently as you shifted your weight onto one side. 

“I haven’t been waiting for long,” you muse sweeping your foot behind you, making your body shift again. Both men watched as the shirt pulled and changed in your small movements. They noticed how now, your nipples started to harden and poke through the fabric just a little. You watched as their eyes darkened and they both looked like they wanted to devour you. 

“How are we going to do this?” Carter questions, his voice dropping into a low murmur, one that made your stomach turn into knots. 

“I think we should both have a turn at pleasing her,” Hoseok suggests tipping his head to the side. “Make her orgasm as much as possible before the real fun begins.” at the word “fun” Hoseok’s eyes brightened and widened before going back to what they usually were. You quickly turned your head towards Carter, the idea of making his grin turn deadlier. 

“I like that,” pausing for a split second. “Very much.” his tongue sweeping across his lower lip as both men approach you. 

You took a step back as they approached, putting your hands up. They ultimately stopped, both men curious as to what you had to say. But, you really didn’t have much to say in the first place. They hadn’t decided who was going first and preferred to know who was going to make you orgasm. When they saw some kind of look in your eye, that’s when Hoseok turned to face Carter now. It seemed like the two of them were having a silent conversation with their eyes before breaking and approaching you again. 

Carter moves just slightly to the side, Hoseok reaching out to take your hand. He guides you close, Carter watching him like a hawk. You soon realized that it was Hoseok who was going first, and you started to shake just a little. It wasn’t until you felt a sturdy pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling you to his body. 

“Everything is going to be alright,” he whispers, leaning in to close the space between you. Hoseok’s kiss was tender at first. Allowing you to adjust to his presence before it becomes feverish. Pressing you harder against his chest as his hands were wandering into places you had only thought about in your dreams. 

His slim fingers trickled down your back, sending sparks wherever they touched. You shivered, arching yourself into them as you felt a sharpness against your lower lip. He was biting you, and oh gods, did you enjoy it. Hoseok soon broke your feverish kiss. Pulling back to swipe his tongue disconnecting the string between you two. He attacks your skin against your jaw. Sending kisses and bites across the smooth surface. 

Distracting you from his goal, which was between your legs. He grunts, head pulling back to shifting to look now at Carter. “You never told me she was this wet,” he muses, pressing the pad of his finger into your soaked underwear. 

“She usually gets pretty excited even before I begin to touch her.” Carter answers. Since your back was towards him, you could only imagine that he was shrugging at his friend. That nonchalance attitude of his was really going to land him with - 

“Oh gods!” you murmur feeling Hoseok push the fabric to the side and slip one finger inside. He wiggles it, your limbs shaking as your grip upon his shirt tightened. He grunts once again, removing the digit to swiftly move your legs around his waist. 

“I think it would be much easier in the bedroom, don’t you Car?” already moving past his friend and into your shared room. Carter once again shrugs, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Your eyes drifted down to him since your head was popping up over Hoseok’s shoulders now. 

You could see that he was aroused. Just by how his expression grew and even the pinched tent in between his legs. Before you were lying on the bed, you saw Carter swing his leg over his office chair that sat in the corner. He pressed his chest to the back end, leaning himself against it in a position that you found oddly charming. 

“Eyes on me,” Hoseok mentions setting you down and hot fingers climbing up your thighs. You give a whimper, watching as Hoseok comes dangerously close to your folds. He smirks once again, spreading your legs as he continues his previous statement. “I don’t particularly enjoy when all the attention isn’t on me,” he mumbles, his breath hitting your skin as goosebumps being to claw to the surface. 

Without another word, Hoseok lowers his head. He removes your underwear with quick grace, it makes you wonder who he learned it from, or how he learned it in the first place. He doesn’t even bring it down all the way before attacking you once again. Peppering kisses against your skin, even on your thighs as he bites down. 

His tongue pokes out at one point, sending chills up your spine as he drags it in between your folds and up to your clit. Where he spends the most time-devouring you. Licking each and every inch as your body and mind explode in heat and lust. Each moan was muffled by your hands, only to soon be released as Carter was next to you. 

His big hands wrapping around your wrists and pulling them back. “I don’t think it’s nice to hide such a pretty voice from us.” he purrs eyes brightening only to darken when you gasp. Hoseok pushes two fingers inside, stretching your walls. He opens them, then closes as he proceeds to curl them upwards. 

Pressing them into your sensitive nerves as he begins to pump so agonizingly slow. You arch your body, wiggle your hips, and plea with Hoseok to stop teasing you. His head lifts from in between your legs, another gasp leaves as the sight itself, making your body tremble again. Whenever Hoseok would smile, his lips would turn into a heart. Now, it turns into a crooked lustful grin a he got you right where he wanted. 

They both did as it seemed like they had this planned out from the beginning. “That’s cute darling,” Carter spoke tilting your head to face him as he bends down. Leaning his face in, he tips his head once again humming just a little. “Begging for another man...” he pauses Hoseok pressing a harsh bite to the inside of your thigh, causing you to drag out a moan. 

“She’s such a little slut now isn’t she?” he ponders to his friend who gives your clit quick attention with his tongue. His fingers still moving at the pace they were before, your lips trembling and hips always moving as you tried to find the right spot. 

“One of the biggest Car,” Hoseok answers now probing a third inside. “Look at her pussy, how it easily takes me.” The feeling of being filled makes you moan out again, pushing your breasts upwards for Carter to lean in and bite at your nipples. 

“You know Hoseok,” Carter mentions against your skin, planting a few more kisses as he then continues with his thought. “If her pussy is that loose, why don’t you try fisting her hm?” Your head whips up from where it was, eyes almost bulging out of your skull. Fisting?! You had once tried that with Carter, but since his fist was just a little too giant, he was afraid of hurting you. Hoseok had the same size fist, but his fingers were more extended and slimmer. You could imagine that he could possibly try, but you were just a little afraid. However, your fear didn’t stop you as you were more interested than anything else. 

Instead, Hoseok only grinned at your reaction and simply agreed with Carter. He removes his fingers, saying that he needed lube to do so since he didn’t want to hurt you. As Hoseok left, you whined slightly since your source of pleasure left. But that didn't stop your boyfriend from teasing and pulling at your nipples. 

You never did enjoy boob play before your boyfriend. But the way his lips danced across your skin, fingers twisting and pulling at your nipples, make you almost completely forget that Hoseok was watching. Your head bowed towards him, eyes glassy as you needed some kind of attention again. Carter purrs, noticing your reaction as one hand slipped in between your legs. 

Two digits pressed against your clit, moving them in a slow circle to keep you stimulated. Your hips bucked upwards, wanting to receive more attention from him. But at last, it wasn’t for long as it seemed both men tried to tease you as much as possible. Leaving you hanging on their every string as it became apparent that you could cum at any given moment. 

When Hoseok returned, he was all set to go. Slowly moving two fingers inside of you once again. You didn’t catch his gaze as Carter had held yours. Soon, the space between you two closed and he was kissing you. Stealing all your attention from the man in between your legs. But, the kiss wasn’t enough to distract you from the friction in between. 

Two turned into three, which turned into four. You felt your walls start to stretch as Hoseok gave his fingers and your body time to adjust to them. Your mind was swirling with such dirty thoughts that you could keep up when Hoseok murmured that he was going to push his fist in. You spread your legs almost instinctively, his fist moving in slowly. 

“Oh, fuck!” You groaned throwing your head back as you felt him inside. Your hips wiggled against him, dying for his fist to move inside of you. How could he make you feel so powerless but so good at the same time? 

“Yes, baby?” Carter whispers, pressing a deadly kiss against the corner of your mouth. Hoseok hums against your skin, the vibration of it all making you groan once again. 

“Look at this Car,” Hoseok murmurs, now taking your boyfriend’s attention away. Carter moves towards his friend, a high pitched hum escaping his lips as you pushed back on Hoseok’s fist once he started to move. Gods, you didn’t want him to leave, you didn’t want his fist to even move. The feeling was indescribable as it all came down to you want him. You need him, and now you begging both of them to stop teasing you. 

“Aw, what a pretty little bitch.” Hoseok purrs once again, his first turn inside as he pumps it extremely hard. You cry out, fists gripping the sheets your knuckles turning bright white. 

“I can’t believe she took you,” Carter says tutting. “She really is a little slut, isn’t she?” their conversation making your cheeks flush as you felt your lips tremble again. Carter’s hand came up to press against your clit, once again giving you slow circles as Hoseok’s fist, which was fast and hard, contrasted it. 

Your thighs began to tremble at the new sensation. Gods, they were going to drive out nuts if they - 

You thought process slowed as you get the knot in your stomach completely tear. Stars were beginning to cross your vision as you bucked into them. One hand released itself from its grip on the bed, ultimately covering your lips. You cried into it, eyes squeezing shut as you felt any and all energy escape from your body. Your orgasm was the biggest you had ever given anyone, and you could have sworn that you did more than just orgasm. 

You heard the boys murmuring something, but you couldn’t entirely understand it at first. When you came too again, you realized that they were now looking at you. Eyes darker than before and both hands and part of their shirts wet. You blinked a couple of times, noting that you had not only just orgasmed. 

You had squirted as well too. You quickly shifted yourself on the bed, pure embarrassment stuck to your face as their lips formed into a smirk. Carter started a deep laugh, one that came from his belly and created that oh so familiar knot in your stomach. 

“We’re not done with you yet kitten.” he purrs, reaching out to grasp your ankle, Hoseok taking the other and pulling you back. 

“Just because you had your fun doesn’t mean we get to have ours.” he protests the corners of his mouth hitting his eyelids. If this was just the beginning...what was the end going to be like? 

Kim Namjoon 

“Ah..you do realize that I’m not really good at teaching others how to dance right?” Namjoon questions bringing his hand back to rub his neck. You popped a hip out, leaning forwards only to bop his nose. You were tired of Namjoon putting himself down for something that he had grown excellent over the years. Yes, you could understand why he was nervous or why he wouldn’t want to teach something. 

“It doesn’t matter Joonie,” you mention pulling yourself upwards and placing your hands on your hips. You wanted him to teach you. No one else. He then proceeds to shrug his shoulders, then gets right beside you. With one swift motion, Namjoon wiggles his body then hip thrusts. Explaining to you that you have to use your back if you wanted more power. You off handily made a few jokes on how he would only do so just to make the fans squeal and scream. 

Namjoon shrugged his shoulders at your comment, turning to face you now. Giving you as much attention as he possibly could. Just so that he could correct you if you had made a mistake or not. Mimicking his movements, you did the same as before. His eyes watched you movements, his chin moving forwards since he was focusing. To say that he was impressed was an understatement. Watching your body easily move after showing you simple steps made his dimples come out. Namjoon was more than pleased with you, and you could see it in his face. Now that made you happy. 

Kim Seokjin 

“I don’t particularly think I’m a great dancer.” Seokjin starts moving himself over towards your sitting body. You tilted your head just a little to the side, curious as to what he meant by such. You knew that he was a great dancer because he practiced so hard. Whenever you were around him, you saw him. Noting that he was getting better over the years. So it surprised Seokjin when you asked him to help you learn baepsae. 

He went over the moves a couple of times, slowly showing you then eventually turning the music on to watch you. The one thing that you were a little iffy on was the hip thrusting, but he reassured you that it would come over time. Sighing, you eventually moved your resting body up and stood next to him. Going through the routine then eventually finding yourself alone. 

Seokjin watched you with awe. Finding how you easily picked up on moves and noting that you were progressing well. He paused the music, moving himself over in your direction and placing a hand on your shoulder. You gave him a thumbs up, grinning from ear to ear since you were extremely proud of yourself. Especially for making Seokjin smile as big as he did. 

Min Yoongi 

It took you forever just to convince Yoongi to teach you. It was a mixture of giving him food, buying him food, and even bringing him some new electronics to mess with. Yoongi was extremely stubborn when it came to showing people how to dance. Mostly because he wasn’t particularly confident in his moves, and he often said that he didn’t have much to offer. You sighed knowing that he put himself down like such because you didn’t want him to. Honestly, you wanted him to show you something simple. 

Even with something simple, Yoongi was still stubborn. With all that said in done, it landed you right outside his studio. Yoongi moved swiftly, showing you his hip thrusts. He mentioned off handly that “I’m not even in the center until the last part” which you rolled your eyes at. He was simply trying to undermine his potential. 

After such, you moved just as you saw Yoongi. His hands clapping at the end and tweaking a few things. Other than that, he simply unlocked his studio and moved in. Before of course offering you to walk in with him. “But there is still more to teach me!” You whined, Yoongi turning his head and simply shrugging his shoulders. 

“Maybe after you buy me lamb skewers.” 

Jung Hoseok

You were surprised by how quickly Hoseok said yes. You thought that you were going to have to pick up a fight, but he easily caved in. Knowing such, you knew that you had to be careful in what you did. Aka how you presented yourself and making sure you didn’t mess up. Learning how to dance from Hoseok was a little intimidating. Mostly because you saw him give death glares at the others if they didn’t get a certain move right. 

Going into this, you thought he was going to be relentless. However, you soon realized that he was the exact opposite of what you thought. Hoseok wanted to make sure that you were doing alright, and even then he paused throughout the entire routine. He moves behind you, placing his hand on your waist once you got to that part. 

“You need to use your lower back strength in order to produce further power into your thrusts.” He mentions pressing his palm into your back. You nod your head, noting that Hoseok pulled back. You do as he suggests, your eyes moving back towards his. He looked extremely impressed and had a smile on his face. You knew that it was going to be rather exciting. Or amusing the rest of the time with him. 

Park Jimin 

Since Jimin was one of the lead dancers, he was thrilled when you asked him. A little bit of his ego swelled knowing that he was the first person you went to. With that being said, helped you stretch before beginning. As he quotes, he wanted to make sure that you didn’t pull anything. Even then, he wanted to sneak a few glances to see how flexible you were. Proceeding forwards, Jimin twists and turns his body. Making sure that you could see everything. 

Not only did he want to make sure that you were understanding, but he wanted to make sure that you had a clear picture. When he stops, Jimin turns around, facing you now and waiting for you to proceed. You were hesitant, taking a step forwards. Out of all of your friends, Jimin was someone you didn’t particularly want to dance in front of. Not because he had gone to school for it, but because you were just a nervous person in general. 

Even after showing you the infamous hip thrusts, you were still nervous. Twisting your body, then using your lower back to move. Jimin watches you, clapping his hands afterward. Telling you that you looked really good doing the routine, even suggesting that you didn’t need much practice from him. Even mentioning that -” You’re pretty awesome for a beginner.” 

Kim Taehyung 

In order to teach you baepsae, Taehyung wanted you to learn others. The reasoning behind his madness was because he figured that if you had more than one under your belt, that it would make things easier. Meaning that he was definitely going to not let you off the hook, no matter how hard you tried to run away from it. Exhaling, you moved towards the mirror. Pushing back some loose strands because it was finally the song you wanted to learn. 

You both were in the studio for over five hours now. Taking breaks every thirty to four minutes. Mostly because your body couldn’t handle how hard the dances were. However, you were extremely thankful when Taehyung was teaching you baepsae. Why? Because just as he had stated beforehand, it was one of the easier songs. Meaning that all the hard work you put in, made this seem like nothing. With that being said, you weren’t excited about the hip thrust. Certainly, because you knew that it had to be “sexy” and you weren’t good at “sexy dances.” 

But, Taehyung reassured you that you were really good. Stating over and over again that there was nothing to be afraid of. Even reassuring you that you were an excellent dancer and could easily overcome this. Once again, you exhaled, going straight into the routine. Taehyung standing back and watching, grinning when you certainly crushed the hip thrust. His boxy smile making your cheeks flush because you knew that he was more than proud. 

Jeon Jungkook 

Since Hoseok was with his family, he called Jungkook to help you. Now, he wasn’t your first choice because you were intimidated by his presences. Yes, Jungkook was your best friend, but when it came to dancing, you were afraid he was going to judge you. Mostly because you weren’t a good dancer, or you certainly believed you weren’t a good dancer. Jungkook came strolling in, moving closer to you. 

He had gone through the routine, pausing every so often so that you could ask questions. Of course, you asked about the hip thrust, certainly intimidated but it. Why? Because it was one of the more notable parts of the dance, and you didn’t want to mess it up. However, Jungkook reassured you that everything was going to be alright. Even if you didn’t believe it yourself. With that being said, you moved your body the way that Jungkook showed you. 

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Kim Namjoon

Namjoon notes that your were cool, eventually stuffing one hand in his coat pocket. He wasn’t going to allow you to shiver in the winter weather. Especially since his hometown was known to be slightly chilly. Being the gentleman he is, Namjoon grabbed both bags in one hand, then proceeds to follow after you. Your stomach growled at the smell of fried rice and other street foods. You rubbed your stomach, a small pout protruding. 

“Just wait another twenty minutes,” Namjoon whispers from behind. “My mom has the best kimichi fried rice. Trust me.” he reassures pressing a kiss onto the back of your head, proceeding to press his palm into your lower back. You indeed took his reassurance. Your stomach still empty and growling even after entering the taxi. 

The ride was long and painful. You often complaining in English since you didn’t want to seem rude or whiny. Namjoon noted you usually did this when you felt embarrassed or when you were tried of speaking in Korean. He didn’t say anything back, only gently patting your sides. When you did arrive, you were the first to jump out. As you did, Namjoon thanks the driver, grabs your things, then pays as he leaves. 

You glanced forwards, enjoying the simplicity of his parents house. They invited Namjoon over one weekend and he happened to bring you along. This time, the nerves started to hit you instead of Namjoon. This was the first relationship you were in and quite frankly, meeting your partners was making you nauseous. You watched as the front door opened, Namjoon’s mother stepping out. 

She held a proud smile and loving eyes. She glanced your direction, waving at you, then opening her arms. It was almost as if she wanted Namjoon to come running into them. He seemed to loosen at the sight of his mother, your nerves settling. Namjoon’s parents knew he was madly in love with you. They knew that the time you would spend for the weekend would be wonderful. 

“I’ve got food ready inside.” Her voice calm and yet her body language proving she was joyful. She spoke up when you two reached her, her hands behind her back. Namjoon introduced you to his mother, then his father shortly afterwards. Barking could be heard in the distance as Rapmon was happy to see his owner. You were the first to walk in, Namjoon after his mother. 

You knew that spending time with them was going to be fun. Even from hearing stories, you knew that this trip was going to be worth in the end. Namjoon’s mother pulled him aside, giving her son a great big hug. Then pressing her palm against his back. She whispers something along the lines of “She’s worth it” then moving herself back to drag you into the kitchen with her. 

Kim Seokjin 

Jin’s parents invited you over one evening. His father took Jin away, leaving you alone with his mother. It was the first night you were introduced to his parents. Obviously, the nervousness creeping up. You didn’t know exactly how to position yourself in front of them. Meaning, you didn’t want to seem rude, nor did you want to seem awful. Instead, you were mostly yourself, leaving some of it out of the picture. 

Jin’s mother offered to make you a glass of tea, you declining as you stood up. Instead, you told her that you wanted her to rest and make it for her. Noting that she was very surprised in how you treated your elders. Respect was keen for most families, well all families. You knew going in that you had to be on your best behavior. His mother walked with you into the kitchen. Chatting with you, eventually buttering you up. 

It lead you down into a conversation you never knew you’d have with her. Discussing how Jin went to Australia, his school life, even when he was offered a job as a trainee. Everything you had already learned previously, but getting another perspective on it. It was rather eye opening to hear Jin’s mother speak so highly of him.

“I appreciate you taking the time to see us,” she spoke taking the glass of tea in her palms. 

“It’s an honor Mrs.Kim,” you spoke flashing her a smile. She gave one back, her mind buzzing with different questions. She proceeds to move herself along, your body following after her. She moves into a sperate room where Jin’s Sugar Gliders were. You had seen multiple videos and pictures of them and you wanted to snuggle them. 

Mrs.Kim offered to open the cage to let you hold one, but you decided against it. Noting that you wanted Jin to be there to witness your first time with them. She turns to glance in your direction, her expression soft and kind. It seemed as if she wanted to say something, but the words weren’t coming to mind. Just as she was ready, the door opened down the hall. Jin’s laughter could be heard as he steps inwards. 

You excused yourself, turning back around heading down the hall. Mrs.Kim following afterwards. She wanted to pull Jin aside and tell him she approved of you. Mostly because she had never met someone as kind and respectful as you. However, just looking at her son, Mrs.Kim knew that he already had a that gut feeling. 

Min Yoongi 

“Hoooollllyyyy~” You purr scooping the cute poodle into your arms. Yoongi wanted to stop by his brothers apartment. Mostly because he wanted to get his brothers cooking once again. It was shortly after his birthday and Yoongi was missing his puppy. He brought you along because this was the first time you would meet Holly. 

The chocolate poodle bark and wagged his tail. He was a friendly puppy and extremely happy. Licking your face and wiggling around. It seemed as if Holly just wanted some kind of attention. You sat on the ground, toys surrounding your legs as Yoongi was leaning against the counter. He held a glass of water in his hand, his eyes fixated on you. 

Junki noted that Yoongi had changed since dating you. It wasn’t as if he was opening up more about his feelings, overall he was slowly changing because of his surroundings. You brought out a side that Junki hadn’t seen in him. It was refreshing to note that a person could do such an amazing thing. 

Yoongi turns around when his brother clears his throat. You didn’t hear him, because you were too obsessed with Holly. His ruffled fur and bright energy was taking all of your attention away. You noted that they were having a conversation, however you didn’t really care what they were saying. Holly was your top and only priority now. 

“She’s nice,” Junki starts moving the glass up to his lips. Yoongi furrows his eyebrows then tilts his head slightly. 

“Is that your way of telling me you like her?” 

“Maybe.” he mentions reaching out and patting the top of his brother’s head. He moves himself around the counter, setting his glass of water down then turning to look back at Yoongi. “I’m also saying that if you brought her around, I wouldn’t mind at all.” 

That bringing a small smile onto Yoongi’s face. He shook his head at his sibling, turning back to watch you roll onto your back. Holly sitting on your stomach as you were messing with his feet. The sight itself making Yoongi’s chest warm. 

Jung Hoseok 

“Are you sure Hoseok would be fine with this?” You question Jiwo her hand grasping your wrist tightly. This was your first time spending an afternoon with her and she was taking you shopping. She wanted to get to know you better and the outing was perfect. The sun was high, the weather was nice, and better yet you were shopping for Micky. 

Jiwo turns to wave off your question. Ultimately saying that everything was fine and there was no need to worry. Instead, she gives you a great big smile, moving herself along the asiles. “Anything that has to do with Micky,” she begins. “My brother ultimately doesn’t mind. He loves him so much.” she adds on nodding her head. 

You trusted her considering that Hoseok trusted her to take care of Micky. He was growing in age and you knew that Hoseok wasn’t able to spend much time with him. But that didn’t mean that Jiwo couldn’t surprise him with something. Micky was trotting along side you, trying to keep up with Jiwo and her pulling. Since you had brought Micky along, Jiwo wanted to get something for him. Then she suggested stopping at the studio because they weren’t that far. 

She had come earlier in the day, expressing that she wanted to take you out. One thing lead to another as previously mentioned, and now you were out and about. She told you how she ran her own store, even designed some clothes. You were extremely proud of her, despite not knowing her for very long. Jiwo knew exactly what she wanted and grabbed a cute little hot dog outfit for Micky. 

It seemed as if she didn’t have to check the size because she already knew it would fit. Then pulling you off with Micky panting behind you. This lead to you eventually bending down to scoop the little one in your arms. As you were doing so, Hoseok video called you. His eyes widened at the sight of Micky, then cooing loudly. 

Just by his reaction, you gave credit to where it deserved. Jiwo was right about Hoseok, and she was right about his decision. She enjoyed her time with you and wanted to learn more. Even noting that her brother had fallen madly in love with you. She couldn’t help but chime in after she was finished paying. Telling her brother to wait for them at the studio. You both had a surprise for him... 

Park Jimin 

The sun was high and the wind was blowing. Making your scarf flutter as you strolled behind Jimin. He was taking a video to save, mostly because you were out with Jihyun. Due to how close Jimin and his younger brother was, he wanted you to meet him first. You knew immediately that you were going to enjoy his company, because he seemed to be almost exactly like his brother. 

Kind, soft, and loveable. He also tended to pick on his eldest brother, which made everything enjoyable when Jimin fought back. Jihyun seemed to want to stroll on the beach, making things just a little cooler. Jimin often expressed going out to Busan’s beaches in the summer would be nice, but there would be a day when many aren’t around. 

You moved yourself around Jimin, humming a little as you walk further down the shoreline. They watch as you place your hands behind your back, your head turned to look at the sea meet land. Jihyun sneaks up behind his brother, patting his shoulder and nodding towards you. Jimin tilts his head a bit to the side, awaiting his brother’s response, or whatever was on his mind. 

“She seems nice.” he starts stuffing his hands into his pockets. Jimin brings his hand up to fix his hat, then push some of his hair out of his eyes. It was almost as if he was trying to find the words to say, but his brother stole them away. “I’ve noted that you’ve taken tons of videos since we’ve gotten here.” he mentions still not locking eye contact with his brother. “Are you trying to make something for her?” he ponders Jimin pushing at his younger brother. 

“I want to save memories with her.” 

“For what? Your wedding?” he starts then moving himself back. “Because it seems as if you want to make her yours already.” his teasing continues, sticking his tongue out. You turned around, noting that Jimin and Jihyun were pushing at each other. A smile broke loose at the sight of them, it was more than just precious. It was undescribale. 

Kim Taehyung 

Mrs.Kim moves inside with you. Her hand resting on yours then moving away. Taehyung dropped you off at his parents earlier in the morning, just because he wanted to spend sometime with his siblings. He was picking Yeontan up to bring him back to Seoul with you. The day was spent walking Tan, feeding Tan, discussing everything and anything with Mrs.Kim, and getting to know his family better. 

During this time, Mrs.Kim taught you a few tricks. It was simple dishes that she wanted to pass along, noting that she learned you knew how to cook. She was proud that you were dating her son, often expressing it by giving you something. She even invited you out to lunch with her and a few friends. It was a great honor to spend time with her, especially to hear all the juicy stories she would tell about Taehyung when he was younger. 

Now it was your turn to pick Taehyung up from his siblings place. His mother brought you along, because she wanted to see her children. She mentioned that it had been awhile since and she was really excited to see how long Taehyung grew his hair out. You were just excited to spend an entire weekend with Tan, but also to see his family for a little. 

You moved your way inside, moving your hand up so it looked like Tan was waving towards Taehyung. He smiles in your direction, his feet shuffling over towards you. It seemed extremely obvious that Taehyung was falling for you. His siblings and mother noted as such because he basically shuffled forwards. Right in your direction. He wanted to make it seem like he was just doing so because of how cute Yeontan was, but he was really doing it for you. 

“You have everything right?” 

“Of course she does,” his mother pipes in. “Remember, she was with me all day. Don’t worry your little tail feathers.” she mentions handing Tan’s bag over. Mrs.Kim gives a warm smile in his direction, silently telling her son that she absolutely loved spending time with you. In doing so, you couldn’t help but flash a smile in his direction either. Today was amazing. 

Jeon Jungkook

“Hyung!” Jungkook laughs pushing at his eldest brother’s arms. You sat on a park bench, your legs crossed at the knee. Jungkook thought it would be nice to spend time with Junghyun because it had been ages since he had last saw him. Their connection was a little rough, due to how much older he was and other aspects, but they got along fairly well. 

It was also apparent that Jungkook got his play fighting from his older brothers, not just in the group. The way he interacted with Junghyun was rather adorable. It was almost as if he was interacting with Jin due to how often he teased him. Junghyun hadn’t said much about you, but he enjoyed engaging in conversation with you. 

He even enjoyed teasing his little brother about minor details. It’s what landed him in the position he was in. His arm wrapped around his brother’s neck while Jungkook was attempting to escape. The sight itself made you wonder if his brother was the only force that was able to stop the golden maknae. Another aspect to note was how Junghyun put his glasses in his pocket. Making sure his brother wouldn’t grab them from his face. 

“Do you really think you’ll be able to stop me?” Junghyun proudly proclaims moving himself tighter around his brother. Jungkook grunts, his arms wrapping around his waist while his legs were attempting to distract him. As he does his, Junghyun bends downwards, whispering,”I like her, she’s cool.” 

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This wasn’t the first time this was brought up. There was plenty of other moments, however this was the first in which an answer was given. You weren’t sure how to feel about it and the words weren’t coming to mind. It was normal to watch Namjoon during his photo shoots for work, but to be a part of one, that was different. The conversation had started about a month ago, when Namjoon briefly brought up that he wanted to do a couple shoot.

You were contemplating on it because your relationship hadn’t been public. Meaning, Namjoon did a lot of sneaking around just to see you. You were okay with it of course, because you could understand where he was coming from. The constant fear of how his fans would react to it was starting to get the best of you.

One of the bigger reasons why you hadn’t said anything. The fear of the photos somehow getting leaked, ultimately ruining his career held a huge weight on your shoulders. It was the reality of sneaking around with an idol. Hell, you often went to Jimin for advice because you knew how sneaky he could be. When this conversation hit, the first person you’d seek advice for was your best friend. Jimin didn’t know what to make of it, but he wasn’t going to throw out.

Instead, he told you this one morning:

“I ultimately think you should do it.” Jimin stirring his coffee around with the tiny spoon they provided him. He wore colored contacts and hid his bleached hair in a beanie. “How much fun would that be?” he ponders closing his eyes just thinking about said topic.

Ultimately - his opinion got the best of you. You instantly caved in, giving in because his words rung true. How fun would it be because there would be memories attached to it. You could ultimately keep it on a flash drive, stored away in your apartment.

In which it landed you in your bathroom, a towel wrapped around your figure. Namjoon was speaking with Jungkook. How he ended up here was another long discussion. Normally, there would be a hired photographer, but since your relationship was on the down low, that’s why Jungkook was present.

You were nervous because you would be showing your figure off to him. Yes, the goods would be covered with underwear and a bra, but it was still exposing. Everything about this was exposing and yet, there was a part of you that felt comfortable. Glancing around, you watched Namjoon quietly speaking to Jungkook.

His stance and expression were assertive. Everything about him was assertive as he was figuring out what to do. You found it rather hot, your heart thudding in your chest. How you didn’t take him right there was a question you probably wouldn’t get an answer to. Instead, you strolled forwards, sitting down on the edge of your tub.

“Y/N,” Namjoon spoke with a sincere tone to his voice. When he gazed upon you, that’s when you felt your heart against your rib cage speed up. Slowly, your eyebrow rose, indicating that you heard him. His half smirk was blessed upon you, the corner of his eyes crinkling slightly. “Do you mind taking the towel off?” pausing his footsteps coming closer. “We’re going to get started.” his hands unwrapping the towel from around his waist, reveling his underwear.

It occurred to you that this was not only exposing for you, but also Namjoon. However, Jungkook had already…no more than likely seen his hyung naked. They lived together; it was normal right? You glanced in the younger one’s direction, your lip coming under the grasp of your teeth. Namjoon noticed your worry, his eyebrows furrowing for a second.

He sets the towel aside, reaching over to place a hand on your cheek. Bending down, he was eye level now, his beautiful chocolate eyes turning into a light milky sensation. A warmth filled your chest just looking into them. He brushed his thumb against your skin, the sensation calming you down further. He was silently reassuring you that everything was going to be alright.

To his reassurance, you gave him a silence response. Simply nodding your head, moving yourself up and taking the towel off. Only revealing your backside to Jungkook. You felt the sun against your skin, the warmth making you feel fuzzy inside. Reaching in, you turned the shower on. First feeling the water, making sure it wasn’t too cold.

This was the first part of the photo shoot. Namjoon wanted some sexual pictures, then regular pictures. He figured getting the “uncomfortable” ones out of the way first because it would make the anticipation lessen. You had to agree with him, and you knew he was right. You just didn’t admit it to his face because his ego would swell.

“You guys ready?” Jungkook questions standing a way back, holding his Canon in hand. Just knowing that his eyes were on you still made this pit in your stomach grow. To describe it completely, was as if you were doing something out of your comfort zone. Not to say that you weren’t, but it had the same effect. Once the water was at a decent temperature, you moved in.

Getting wet was your priority, the posing second. Namjoon watched you brush the water from your face, then pushing it back down your head. The heaviness of wet clothes made you want to leave as soon as possible. You knew you had to turn around eventually, so you took a deep breath, then faced forwards.

Then you proceed to watch Namjoon. His eyes were dark, mind filling with sinful thoughts. You knew just by his expression that he was thinking of taking you. The look alone making you feel shy all over again. A deep flush emerged upon your cheeks, your eyes turning away from him. You couldn’t keep his contact; it was too much for you.

Clearly it was too much for Jungkook because he cleared his throat. It’s what brought you back eventually. Perking up, you locked eye contact with him. He seemed embarrassed, just by his expression alone. His stance was firm, but his eyes were trying to not wonder down. Jungkook was just trying to be a gentleman because it’s what Jin and the rest taught him to be.

Namjoon’s hand gently presses against your side. Silently asking you to move so he could get himself wet. He didn’t take as long as you did, mostly because he was too concerned on watching you. You could ultimately feel his dominance, your heart pounds.

Then the water hits your back. Namjoon adjusted the head, sending the water further out. To feel its warmth again sent shivers, Namjoon’s hand sneaking its way around your waist. Pulling you in against his flesh, his eyes still that dark chocolate. You gulp, glancing up and getting lost once again.

His other hand reaches down, taking yours to place on his chest. Right above his beating heart, to say the least. The sound of snaps in the background fades and you were left with just Namjoon. It was exactly how you pictured it turning out. Yes, the nervousness was still present, yet something about being lost in his eyes could diminish that completely.

The next several poses were nothing but exposing. Namjoon wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling your hand up to cup his cheek. You look directly into the camera with a sexual desire ridden in your expression. The water cascading down your backs, making the scene more desirable.

Another with your back pressed against his chest, Namjoon’s head tilted to bite your neck. Little did Jungkook know, Namjoon was giving you a hicky, the expression on your face twisted with desire still. Switching it up as you both stood side by side, Namjoon’s head resting on yours, his eyes closed while you were looking straight into the camera.

Due to the steam, Jungkook had to pause frequently. He wanted to make sure every picture was just as good as the last, making it rather fun for you to discuss further ideas. Namjoon reached out to take his towel, wrapping it around him while he steps out. Ultimately leaving you alone because the agreement also entailed single shots.

You had never done this before, so what were you going to do? Of course, you had seen different photo shoots, so there were a few ideas. You turned around once again, your arms reaching back to take your bra off. This was something that Namjoon hadn’t planned and yet he was certainly interested. Jungkook, well Jungkook was a little frightened.

He was going to bail if you turned around, but thankfully you didn’t. Once again, you knew how shy Jungkook got around the opposite sex, and you were not going to completely expose yourself. What was under your cloth would only be saved for Namjoon’s eyes.

Instead you held the garment close to your chest, exposing your tattoo under your bra strap. It was rather small, a heart that wasn’t connected. At the end it made it look like an arrow. This tattoo was symbolic to you because it was for your friend who passed away.

She meant the world to you, and in order to remember her, you got that small tattoo. It was one out of two that you had, the other just under your boob as it was a small elephant. The peaceful animal being your favorite.

You looked over your shoulder, your eyes lowered as you pose for Jungkook. Then seconds later your bra came on and you did a few others. Each not only impressing Namjoon but turning him on. You didn’t take many because you were embarrassed at the end. Instead, you grabbed your towel, switching places with Namjoon. He pauses, kisses you on the top of your head, Jungkook taking a quick snap.

To describe Namjoon was trying to describe perfection. When he went under, took all the air out of your lungs. You watched him, blinking a couple of times as you tried to steady your heart. The way he stood under the water; eyes shifted so they weren’t locked with yours.

Just the slight tilt of his head, everything was perfection. You wanted to reach out and touch him, but you didn’t want to ruin it. You stood, holding the towel close to your heart, noting that he was purposely doing this to you. He saw your reactions and wanted to keep them. He wanted to make you suffer for making him suffer.

What got you was when he glanced directly at the camera, the inner part of his lower lip coming under the grasp of his lower lip. Namjoon’s head tilted back just an inch, his eyes lidded. Jungkook got up close, snapped a picture and Namjoon turned normal.

“What the hell was that?” the words falling as you couldn’t catch them. Your boyfriend blinks, a breathy laugh escaping, and he just shook his head. Instead, he turns the water off, grabbing his towel. Wrapping it around his shoulders, then steps out to make his way over.

“That my dear,” he pauses standing in front of you. “Is for me to know and you to find out.” closing the space between to capture you lips in a lustful embrace. Jungkook noticed this as he packs his things and groans.

“This is my cue so goodbye and use a damn condom.” turning around to quickly leave your apartment. Namjoon flips the bird but continues to kiss you. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close, then up. Wrapping your legs around his waist, then breaking the kiss. He devours your skin, marking it as he mumbles under his breath.

You couldn’t catch what he was saying, but it sounded like he was upset with you. He moves towards the wall, pushing your back against it roughly. You gasp, your torso arching into his chest, then squeaking when he spanks you.

“You deserve to be punished,” he mumbles grazing his teeth against your collar. The words weren’t coming to you, this was taking you by complete surprise. Yes, you knew that Namjoon was horny, but you didn’t think he would act upon it right away. This dominance was only furthering your lust for him. He molds the muscle in his palms, pulling at it and eventually spanking you again.

A small moan escapes, his lips turning into a smile. He pulls back, that smile diminishing as he was sternly looking in your direction. Then, proceeds to bring his hand up to cup your cheeks in his grasp. Tightening to where your lips protrude out. “So? Should I?” his words dripping with lust. Your eyes dilated, your core throbbing.

“Yes, please daddy.” Your words coming out as a mumble because of his grasp. Namjoon pretends not to hear, only tightening as he silently tells you to repeat yourself. When you do, this time louder, he gives a low throaty laugh.