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♪ All of these are just stories and drabbles I have in my drafts. I don't know if I'm ever gonna finish all of them or when. ♪

Guide: alright so, obviously I'm longer with some wips than others, so therefore a guide will be good. Draft - An idea which popped into my head, haven't started at all, may not ever get finished. Project - Have started, In actual progress. (If a series, have posted a few chapters, but still not done.) Outlining - Almost done, just finishing touches.

♪ Seven | J.JK - Project ♪ Tongue On Tongue | J.JK - Project ♪ Friend? | P.JM - Draft ♪ Girl In New York | K.NJ - Draft

♪ Circus | L.FL - Project (on break) ♪ Villain | H.HJ, L.MH, L.FL (Not a ship) - Draft ♪ He Doesn't Wanna Be My Baby | L. MH - Draft

Summery: Tuesday arrives, and Jungkook takes it a step further. He promises that it gets better and wilder the further you go, but right now? He just loves to make you all flustered. Paring: Jungkook x Reader Lyric: "I take my hands and trace your lines..." Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Smut. Fluff. Word Count: 4.5 K Chapter Guide: Tuesday Previous / Next - Coming Soon Warnings: Female Reader. Mature themes. Explicit Words. Making out. Smut. Jungkook x reader. Naked reader. Naked Jungkook. Fingering, F!recieving. Sɛx. Dry humping. Very very little voyeurism. Mentions of ropes, ball gag and crops. Brat Reader. Dirty Talk. Female on the pill. No condom sɛx. Friends having sɛx. Not a couple. Friends 2 lovers. Jimin as readers friend. Jimin loving drama. Mentions of past feelings.

Tuesday arrives and you're actually looking forward to whatever Jungkook has planned.

The whole deal is still new to you, and the fact that you're having sex with Jungkook is even newer. But you can't find it in you to complain. You have always wondered what it would be like, that it's greater than you had imagined is your own fault.

Monday had been lovely. You and Jungkook had fallen asleep on either side of the bed, and when you woke it was to the morning sun warming you like a soft blanket. You had spent the morning making breakfast together and dancing to the beats of quiet R&B.

The morning felt like any other whenever you and Jungkook had sleepovers, and that made you feel relieved. Nothing has changed between you, you're still just Y/N and Jungkook.

"Y/N?! Hallo, are you even listening?" Jimin says and waves a hand in front of you.

Jimin sits besides you on your baby green couch, the exact same place where Jungkook sat just this morning.

It's late morning, Jungkook left not even two hours ago. You had totally forgotten the breakfast deal you had made with Jimin and it was only when he knocked at your door that you remembered that the pretty man is visiting.

You come out of your daydream and look at Jimin. "Hm? Yea, sorry what did you say?" Jimin watches as you shake your head and rub a hand against your head.

It's clear to Jimin that you're acting weirder than usual, he just can't figure out why or if it’s a good thing. "Is something wrong Y/N? You seem like you're in another world." He says and you have to keep your laugh.

If only he knew what you and Jungkook have been doing he would understand right away, but you're hesitant on telling him.

He won't understand the situation, he’d just assume you and Kook are in a relationship, even though that certainly is not the case.

"It's nothing Jimin, just work." You say knowing damn well that's a lie. You do feel bad for lying to your friend, but you would feel even worse if he teased you about something that isn’t true.

"Oh yea! How is it going with that book?" He asks and you smile. "It's going well, I just have to figure out how to write the best character growth, and I have no inspiration." You say and Jimin looks at you with empathic eyes.

He knows all about not having inspiration, if he isn't inspired when dancing it usually isn't a good dance.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out, just give it some time." He says and you're about to answer when a sudden noise of your phone has you checking what it could be.

Kookie 🍪🐰:

{ - Come to my place at 18:00 tomorrow?

Y/N:

{ - Sure (; Eat from home? Or no?

Kookie 🍪🐰:

{ - No. Eat dinner here.

{ - Looking forward to seeing you Goddess.

The smile that covers your lips are shocking to Jimin. The way you giggle as you text back a reply to whoever texted you can only mean one thing.

You hear a gasp come from Jimin as he turns his entire body towards you and takes the phone from you. You're about to protest when he again gasps and claps a hand over his mouth.

"Don't tell me you and Jungkook are finally together." He says and you snatch the phone back from him. "What!? No! Why would I and Jungkook be together?" You say and already dread what you know is about to happen.

“I knew it! Fuck Taehyung owes me 15 bucks, I have to tell him.” Jimin says “You guys betted on us?” You ask, you would’ve tried to stop Jimin if it wasn’t because you knew there is no stopping your drama loving friend.

“Of course we did.” He says his gaze fixed on the phone in his hands, “Honestly Y/N you two are very obvious. Again why are you guys not together?”

You sigh knowing you’ll have to explain yourself again for the 100th time. “Jungkook needs his freedom and I do too. We can’t commit.” You say but the sad tone in your voice is not unnoticed by Jimin.

He knew there was a time when you were totally obsessed with Jungkook. You hung him on the moon and stargazed after him every day. Jimin never knew when or why you stopped loving him.

And to be honest he didn’t dare ask. There was just something so sad and unsettling surrounding it that he couldn’t get himself mixed up in.

Jimin stayed with you the rest of Monday, even when you had to work he stayed in the living room stealing your food and binging tv shows. Jimin has always been like this, especially with you. There are times you think he may have separation anxiety, but you know he really just likes to be together with people.

He leaves when the time hits 10 pm and you can finally get your well deserved sleep.

The next day at 6 pm you stand in front of Jungkooks door. The whole day you have had butterflies storming around in your stomach. Jungkook had texted with you all day and you swear you have never gotten so much attention from anyone before.

He had written good morning, and asked how work was, he had written he was looking forward to seeing you, and much more.

As the door opens and the man finally shows himself in front of you all the butterflies makes a twirl. You know it's not even been 24 hours since you last saw him, but the new deal between you two is still so exciting.

"You look good." Jungkook says as you enter and give him a hug.

You smile before saying “You don’t look too bad yourself.” He laughs and walks into the apartment. His white tshirt is not hiding much, the see through material makes it so easy for you eyes to peek at all the tattoos adoring his body.

Jungkook is a walking sin in your eyes, but maybe that’s just the idea of what’s going to happen later that’s making you feel like this.

The new feelings around Jungkook are so foreign, you’ve never felt like this ever.

Sex and the world around it isn’t a stranger for you, but you’ve never been this far off into the world.

You’ve never been this excited about sex.

You walk in Jungkook's heals all the way into his luxurious kitchen. His apartment have always been your favorite, not even your own could compare with the comfort and style Jungkook's has.

“I would say I hope you like spaghetti, but I know you do so I’m not going to say that.” He laughs and it infects you too.

The silence afterwards as Jungkook cooks dinner and you admire the smell of Jungkooks famous spaghetti, is nice and easy.

In the background you hear notes of Frank Ocean, and outside the sun is settling down.

But the curiosity which fills your limbs are too strong and you break the silence. “So what do you have planned for us after dinner?”

On Jungkooks face the little mischievous smile shows on his face again and he shrugs leaving you in the dark.

“What do you want to happen?” He asks daring and stirs in the spaghetti without looking at you.

“You know…-“ you walk closer to him, you stand behind his back and go up on your tippy toes to reach his ear. “Maybe I want a bit more this time.”

The reaction is instantly, he turns around leaving the stove, and presses his lips to yours. If it hadn’t been because of the stove he would've lifted you up on it and taken you right there.

But the stove is on, and he only just manages to get his tongue in when the clock goes off and you have to break free from each other.

It’s hard to let go of him and his arousing body, but you’re also looking forward to that spaghetti, and if he accidently overcooked it you would be very mad.

A minute or two later he's leading you into the dinning area together with the hot pan. As you reach the table a gasp reaches your lips. The table is covered with a red tablecloth, burning lights are placed between two white plates and wine glasses are standing proud on the table.

It's very beautiful... and maybe a little too romantic?

A weird feeling bubbles up inside you and you can't decipher it. It's a mixture of awe and yuck. Old feelings comes to the surface, but you quickly pushes them down again.

Jungkook's happy face and hoping eyes makes you hesitate on telling him how weird you feel about this, and instead you go with it.

You hurry over to a chair before he can pull it out for you, and you sit down with a more than a forced smile. Jungkook doesn't notice though as he places the hot stove in front of you and sit down before you.

From the window behind him you see how dark the night is getting and small lights from the city shines behind him, it looks as if he's surrounded by stars. You pull your eyes away quickly as the word 'beautiful' crosses your mind.

"This is so pretty Jungkook, I can't believe you've done this. How long did it take?" You ask to ease the nauseas feeling mixing with something really old.

"Not too long, I just thought I'd do something nice for you, y'know as a way to show you that I'm grateful you accepted my offer." He says and that eases some of the heavy feelings which swept over you.

"Well you sure did do something very nice." You don't mean to make it sound like it does, like you're ungrateful, but just as the words leave your mouth and his face falters slightly you know it's too late.

"You think it's too much?" He asks and the insecurities shines through, all of those you have spent hours talking with him about.

"No! Not at all Jungkook, I was a little frightened at first why it was so romantic, but it's very nice I love it." You sugarcoat the words a lot and make sure to not hurt him again, you hate hurting Jungkook.

Jungkook has always seemed tough, he says things like he thinks them, but he has so many emotions that one would never think about.

You do though, but that’s just your person, you think.

The two of you eats after that awkward moment and you quickly forget about it as the food touches your mouth.

Jungkook's spaghetti truly is the best!

He laughs as your face converts into a look of overwhelming joy. His secret weapon to get to you is food, it has always been food.

As the plates slowly gets emptier and emptier your anticipation rises, so does goosebumps on your arms as Jungkook's leg roams yours under the table.

His poker face is too good, not even the slightest hint of a smile on his face as he talks on about a funny encounter he had with Namjoon a day ago.

You don’t hear anything he says, all you hear is your own heartbeat, and his breathing.

You can’t look away from his lips even when you try your hardest. It’s frustrating to lose control like this, but you’ll admit that it’s also exciting.

Jungkook stops talking as he notices where your attention lies. A look plays on your face, a look he’s slowly getting very familiar with.

“Are you listening Y/N?” He asks, and you shake your head no, too allured to pronounce words.

It’s just the entirety of him that’s way too enchanting.

Suddenly he gets up and you sit still in your chair as he walks beside the table and over to you.

His right hand takes a hold on the backrest, and his left on your thigh, then he gets closer, lower. You both hear the gulp you make. Your cheeks are burning with the heat from Jungkook.

It’s the same feelings as yesterday, excitement and lust.

When he finally connects his lips to yours it’s in a hungry kiss. He doesn’t waist any time today and opens your mouth and lets his tongue in.

The game has started and you can feel it quickly escalating. The both of you stands up and Jungkook immediately starts undoing your pants and rips the shirt over your head.

You’re left in underwear, which you feel is very unfair, but as you pull the white thee off Jungkook's body and his tattoos shows up it isn’t as bad.

You don’t know what it is about his tattoos, but they turn you on so much that you get the thought you want to lick every dot and line of them.

His arms wraps around the back of your thigh and he pulls you up. You wrap them around his waist, and it surprises you how thin his waist is. Yesterday you were too overwhelmed with other parts of his body to notice his waist, but damn did you miss that beautiful waist.

You kiss him harder and press yourself deeper into him, and down by your womanhood you can feel Jungkook growing.

Before you even notice Jungkook has walked you into his bedroom, where purple led lights are shining and making him glow.

You’re in awe at how handsome he is and you stop for just a second to appreciate him.

“What is it?” He asks very lustily and very gently.

“You’re just very beautiful right now.” You answer honest and almost cringe at how that sounded. Normally you would never say something like that, but whatever it’s just one time.

In the corner of his mouth a small smile rises, but he hides it by kissing you again.

Small and light kisses all over your face, and it makes you laugh. He slowly goes over to the bed and lays you down carefully.

You love rough sex more than anything, but this right now is not bad, it’s different, and you need to get used too it, but it’s sure feels amazing.

Then the happy hour breaks as you remember this isn’t forever, and you shouldn’t get used too it. And old feelings play through your mind. You push them away.

When you’re finally laying on the bed, Jungkook crawls up from the foot end to where you’re sat at the top. His back muscles flex and unflex, and his tattoos dances across the skin.

You don't understand the attraction between you two, it's so strong, yet still too weak. But you don't need tro understand it to act on it.

His sweatpants are still on, but you can clearly see the bulge he's hiding in them. It’s big and ready for your touch.

As if it was a lifeline you grab onto his cock and Jungkook’s response is instant. A moan, a grunt and then he manhandles you up over his lap.

He softly guides your trembling hips over his crotch, and the pleasure extends over both your faces. Jungkook's fingertips traces the line of your panties and he smiles at the cute small bow.

So extremely sinful, yet that little bow just makes him look at you with the tenderest grin. Not that you notice you're too hypnotized by the work of his crotch and his cock hitting you. Even thought it's covered by clothes, you can imagine the way it would slide into your pussy.

Jungkook can see a wet spot on top of his sweatpants, which makes him pant harder. Your thighs around his hips makes him hard, and you feel that, as his dick pushes up underneath you.

You make sure to sway your hips extremely careful and precise over it, Jungkook's face trembles into pleasure.

“Hmm, you like it when my hips are on top of yours like this?” You ask and press harder.

Jungkook knows what he must look like, but right now he doesn’t care.

Until he suddenly does, and something between you switches. The little dominance you had overtaken shifts and Jungkook pushes you onto your stomach.

His hand stays on your lower back, pushing your cunt into the madras, and making sure you feel the friction, and it’s obvious that you’re feeling the friction, your moans are loud and clear, and very begging.

“Jungkook! Jungkook please, please do something!” You say and Jungkook only mocks you by pushing you deeper onto the madras.

"What? Hm? What was it again that you chanted yesterday?.. Something about my dick?" His voice is deeper than usual, much like it was yesterday, and you can feel him at the shell of your ear, breathing into it.

"Mhm! Yes, yes!" You stutter and hump into the madras. Jungkook chuckles looking down yours and his body. You're laying flat on your stomach and he on top of you.

His dick is uncomfortably hard, laying flat across your ass. The power he has over you right now is unbearable, he's sure he could suggest anything right now, ropes, crops, ball gag, he could pull up the weirdest shit and you would jump in with both feet.

But he has a plan that he wants to follow by, and even if the thought of you gagged up and bound, is very intriguing he has to wait, just a little longer.

“Mhm, well then you’ll have to be a good girl for me.” Jungkook says and his lips drags across the skin on your neck. You only whimper which is enough signal for Jungkook to go on.

“Let me watch as you touch yourself,” He says and kisses behind the shell of your ear, “Show me how you please yourself.”

The image of you touching yourself with Jungkook's eyes watching your every movement is both sensual and anxious. Will he be satisfied with only watching?

Of course he won’t. Jungkook plans on burying his cock deep inside your pussy and drown it in your juices. But he has always had a deep desire to see you touch yourself, ever since the day you spoke to him. Were you chanting his name when your fingers graced your pussy? Or were you thinking of his body?

He needs answers to that question.

You moan as Jungkook humps over you, a little warning hump, on what’s going to happen afterwards.

Your hands reach down quickly and it’s a little difficult getting under your stomach and down to your clit as Jungkook’s weight also pushes down over you. But once your hands finally touches the fabric of your panties, you hump down over your hand.

Jungkook’s name immediately leave your lips, as if it was him who did it. And you do it again and imagine his long fingers doing it, just like yesterday.

Watching you like this, all fucked out and needy does things to Jungkook. He felt it yesterday, but it has come back today.

“Yea just like that baby.” Jungkook groan, and his hand finds it way down to yours. As his hand takes over the speed involves and you can feel yourself falling into a deep aroused hole, which you’re not sure you can come out of.

While all this happens and Jungkook adds two fingers into your pussy, he plants small kisses of affection all over your neck and upper back.

"More... More Kookie." You moan, and Jungkook can't control his smirk. "More Yea? Then turn around." He says as he raises himself off you and pulls his hand away.

The missing action makes you want to pull him back, but the thought of Jungkooks dick finally entering you is so much more appealing, so you control yourself and turn around like Jungkook had told you to.

Jungkook waits until you're finally laying down, head against his pillows which he knows is going to smell like you tomorrow. When your big eyes all needy for him looks up at him like this, he is reminded why he asked for this deal in the first place.

You're very beautiful in his eyes, and never being able to just tell you is killing him. But at least he can show you now.

Jungkook unties the straps of his sweatpants and your eyes follows every move. It's sensual and sinful watching the buff man peal off his clothes for you.

And when he finally pulls his boxers off as well and his cock jumps up to his abdomen, you're panting and rubbing your thighs against each other. Jungkook notices and that only feeds his ego.

"Take your underwear off, Y/N." He says, adorable smile playing on his lips, in contrast to his angry dick.

You immediately follow suit and pull your bra and panties off. You stay like that for a minute appreciating each other bodies. The erotic picture of Jungkook naked in front of you makes the sheets wet under you.

"Shit, Y/N, you look so good right now-" He says, but you cut him off by pulling him down and kissing him.

The way your lips move against each other is a new feeling. The both of you have gotten used to how the other kisses, and it gets better and better for every time you do it.

Between kisses Jungkook whispers all sorts of dirty things while he closes in on your body. "Mhm, I bet you're wet enough for the neighbors to hear it through the wall." "My sweet little baby, all needy and whiney for me." "I'm gonna coat you in my cum."

All these sorts of things leaves his mouth, and if you weren't this turned on it would probably have been gross, but his words only adds to the pleasure between your legs.

It's you who breaks the kiss. You lock eyes with him, they shine purple in the shadow of the led lights. Your hand slides over his cock, giving him a few pumps, and Jungkook moan in surprise.

"I want you. Right now." You say and Jungkook sees how serious you're trying to be with this. "I'm all yours Y/N." He says and line his dick up with your pussy, and finally you moan in union as he slips into you.

You've had sex many times with different people, but there's something totally different and even more intimate about this. The sounds you both let out are loud, and Jungkook moves fast from the beginning grinding into you with force. "Ah.. Fuck Y/N."

Your legs close in to get even more pleasure, but Jungkook rips them apart and pushes each of your knees down to the madras. "Shi- it." You say in response and Jungkook smiles down at you and bends to kiss your forehead. Your hands on Jungkook's back scratches as his dick hits your g-spot and his pelvis hits your clit. "Kookie.." You moan and turn your head, too deep into the pleasure to keep up. It doesn't take long before you feel your orgasm build up. Your whole body is glistering with sweat and so is Jungkook's. The white sheets are wrinkled up underneath you. Jungkook's hands leave your knees and instead takes a hard grip around your waist.

"I'm gonna try something baby, tap me twice if you want me to stop, okay?" You can't answer, no words will leave your mouth so you only nod.

When Jungkook said he wanted to try something you had not imagined that meant turning you over and onto all fours.

You're placed on all fours and Jungkook knows exactly what he's doing. He knows this is your favorite position, and you also happen to know it's his.

Jungkook's dick is still inside you, but he slowly pulls it out leaving only the tip. "Lay down for me goddess." Jungkook says and pushes on your upper back. With the little energy you have left you fall down, and only your ass is in the air now.

His hands hold tightly around your waist, and suddenly Jungkook hammers his dick into you with a force that has you nearly banging your head into the headboard. "Shit...!" You yell and are aware that the neighbors have full access to the noise you’re making.

His dick slide in and out of you and Jungkook can feel your walls tightening around him. It only adds to his desire and makes him push into you with even more force. His hands on your waist are giving electric shocks, and he lowers himself over your back and whisper into your ears.

“Do you feel that huh? How my cock is fitting so good into your pussy. Such a pretty little pussy, so tight and ready for me.” He says and that plus a very good hit in your g-spot is what tips you over.

Your orgasm hits, your back arches and it’s Jungkook’s weight over you that keeps you pressed down into the bed. You walls clench so much that Jungkook’s grinds slows down and it’s not long after you feel him twitch inside you and he pulls out and cums on your back. "FU- U- CK, Y/N..." He says.

He collapse on top of you and the white stripes of his cum mixes in between you. Not that you care, you’re both basking in the silence and satisfaction after the sex.

It fees magical, this moment. His body warmth is like a blanket, you want to keep him around you forever.

But after a few minutes he rises and the sticky noise form his cum fills your ears. He kisses you, “let’s get you cleaned up.” his arms sneaks around you and lifts you up.

Carrying you through the house and over to his bathroom he places you in the bathtub and fills it with water. There’s not once where he turns his back to you or his attention away, and you feel like a wanted person.

The water is hot and suites into your muscles loosing them up.

“So what happens afterwards?” You ask when you sit in the bathtub, asking yourself if he would kick you out now or not.

“You stay the night and we wake up together tomorrow, sounds good?” His hands play around with the water from your bath. His eyes are locked with yours and it’s weird seeing Jungkook this affectionate.

Usually when you see him with other girls, it’s sex and goodbye. You never knew Jungkook could be such a gentleman.

A smile plays on your lips, “That sounds good.” You say and try to hide how giddy you feel.

After the bath Jungkook carries you back to the bed. A movie is rolling in the background as you lay cuddled up by Jungkook’s side. You’re mostly watching the movie, but Jungkook just can’t pull his eyes from the small creature which is you laying in his arms.

When you fall asleep Jungkook turns off the movie and he too falls asleep next to you, with you pulled tightly into him.

Next morning you wake up first. Your legs are sore and your hair is a nest. But even so you lie smiling looking at Jungkook taking small puffs of air and clinging onto you like a little child.

You wouldn’t change this morning for anything in the world. This deal is the best thing you’ve ever agreed to.

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Summery: Jungkook and you makes a deal, that he gets to do whatever he wants, the next week. Monday he starts out slow. Paring: Jungkook x Brat!Reader Lyric: "Show you what devotion is..." Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Smut, Fluff Word Count: 4.3K Chapter Guide: Monday Previous / Next Warnings: Female reader. Explicit words. Kissing. Making out. Shirtless Jungkook. Naked reader. f2l. Friends having oral sɛx. Fingering, f!receiving. Oral sɛx, f!receiving, m!receiving. 69. Face riding. Brat!Reader. Dirty talk. Deep throating. Jk kinda shoving readers head over his d!ck. Unprotected intercourse. Reader and Jungkook is not a couple. Taehyung is their friend. Parties at Tae's place. ‣ A/N: Frist one in the series. Seven is the best thing to ever happen, and I mean it. I love it so much, I got so inspired that I had to write. Let's see how this turned out, hope you like it!

Jungkook's and your relationship is hard to put words on. You are not a couple, not friends with benefits, you are simply just Jungkook and Y/N.

Your mutual friends have asked each one of you when it's time to put a title on you, but neither of you can give a pleasing answer.

But there's a good reason to it being like this. A reason which makes it impossible for you to commit to a serious relationship with him. The both of you are really bad at commitment.

Even if you wanted to be in a relationship with him, you fear that you can't stay with only him, and you aren’t one for an open relationship.

You have kissed before, at Taehyung's parties. You have made out in front of all your friends at an dare which Jimin had given you. You flirted wherever you went.

And yet it has never evolved to more than that, not when you both like to keep the cards open.

This is why it surprises you as much as it does when one Sunday morning Jungkook comes knocking at your door.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?" You ask with a miserable tone. The hungover from last nights party is still evident.

Jungkook walks past you, inviting himself in, and plumps himself down on your baby green couch.

"Well I came to see you." He answer and smile. "How are you after last night?"

"Great." You say with sarcasm overflowing your voice. "No, I'm totally hungover. What about you? You seem fine."

"I am, I held again with the drinks, I know I can't handle them, unlike others." He looks at you with a sly look.

"Yea yea, I know, I can't handle all those drinks, but seriously a girl my age has to enjoy and live life." You defend, you don’t know why you have the need to explain yourself, maybe it's simply because it's Jungkook.

"I know" says Jungkook, "But there's another reason for why I held again yesterday."

"And why is that?" You ask and plump down on the couch in front of Jungkook.

Jungkook hesitates a bit, biting his lips as he usually does. Your eyes stay on his lips longer than you want them to.

"Jungkook, what is it?" You ask again.

"I want to have sex with you." The smirk that is covered on Jungkooks face lets you believe at first that it's a joke, and you reply with a hysterical laughter.

"Ahhh... You're so funny Jungkook." You say as you calm down, but as you look over at Jungkook and see the dead serious expression on his face you shrink in on yourself.

"Wait what, you're for real?" "Of course I'm for real." Jungkook replies looking rather offended. You don't know what to say, your friend, who has been that since your college times is standing in your home and revealing that he wants to have sex with you.

It's not like it's a big shocker for you, you've always known that Jungkook and you has a weird friendship on the edge of being more. And you will never forget how much this boy loves sex. You've never known anyone with as big a dirty mind as Jungkook. But even so it surprises you, where he found the courage to make a stunt like this with you.

Silence follows after, and your thoughts are running wild. Not only are you questioning why he all of a sudden does this, you're also considering his words and imagining if you two really did have sex.

Would it be as good as you've always expected? Or would it just be weird to have sex with a friend?

It's Jungkooks groan that breaks the silence as he throws himself back into the couch.

"Alright let me try again, because this is kinda awkward." He says all flustered and gets up from his seat only to walk over to you.

He towers over you. "I have a proposal for you, Y/N. We know we both want to have sex with each other" You’re about to interrupt him, but he shushes you. "Don't try to lie to me, you clearly don't remember, but you ranted to me yesterday about how good i looked, and that you wanted to have me in your bed, and-" "Okay I got it." You say as you finally understand why he is doing all of this now.

It's your own fault. Your memory opens up for one particular memory that happened last night.

Jungkook has always looked good in black, but his outfit tonight is something else. You walk up to him and he smiles as he sees you. "Y/N! Hey what's up?" Your eyes are focused on his lips and Jungkook notices this right before you get on your tippy toes and pulls him into a heated kiss. He doesn't resists, to be honest he had hoped something like this would happen when Taehyung asked him to come to the party. "Want you Jungkook." Your drunk self whispers in his ear. It makes him shiver and if you weren't this drunk he would've taken you right now.

"What's the proposal?" You sigh and rub over your face. The embarrassment you feel is not invisible to Jungkook and he smirks as he proceeds,

"This next week, I get to do with you whatever I want. You know my kinks and turn ons better than anyone, and I know yours, I wont do anything which I know is uncomfortable to you. After the week we go back to what we are now." He says it like it's so simple, like it makes perfect sense to do something like this.

"So what? You want me to be your play toy for a week?" Jungkook shrugs, "If that's what you want to call it, I would say lover, but hey! That's just the romantic part in me speaking."

There is a look in Jungkooks eyes filled with all the different ideas he has for the week, a dark sinister look.

Your own body starts heating up thinking of all the things Jungkook could do with you. He was right when he said no one knows your kinks better than him, how many times haven't you talked with Jungkook about kinks and turn-ons.

It’s a miracle that you haven’t had sex yet.

Even with your thoughts flying, considering if it would be weird after, or if it would change everything between you and Jungkook, you know there is no other answer than yes.

But you won't give in that easily, the brat in you can't allow that.

"I don't know Jungkook, I'm not sure you could satisfy me." Jungkook catches the sarcasm in your voice, and he feels relieved that you are slowly agreeing to his crazy idea. He wasn't sure you would say yes, and even if he hide it well, the nervousness would not leave his body before now.

His eyes darkens at your comment, they're hypnotic to you whenever they do that. "Oh you don't think so?" He asks walking closer to you and taking your chin in a strong hold.

"No I really don't." You say. "I'll have to show you then."

He squats down in front of you only to take your lips in a heated powerful kiss. You moan into the kiss as his hands explores your thighs and hips, lastly finding their spot on your waist.

Your own hands tangles in his hair, and pushes him forward into you.

As fast as it starts as quickly it ends and Jungkook pulls back.

"Ah ah," He say as if scolding a little baby "The deal starts tomorrow, not today, I asked for a week so that's what I'll get."

You whine, but get an idea.

"Why don't you just stay here then?" You ask and you lean back on the couch.

"Stay here? What?" Jungkook takes his place beside you and swings an arm around you.

"Yeah, the deal starts tomorrow, and tomorrow starts at midnight. You could stay for dinner and movies, and then when midnight hits, we could finally start our deal." You say and hug Jungkooks arm closer to you.

"I don't see any problem with that, I don't have work tomorrow anyways, but what about your work?" He ask. "I work from home tomorrow."

And like that the deal is settled. The whole day you walk with butterflies in your stomach thinking about the deal. You and Jungkook uses most of the day binging series you've already watched and making food.

Taehyung came over shortly to drop off a coat you had forgotten the day before. To say that he was surprised as he saw Jungkook there was an understatement, but he didn't question it knowing that your relationship is impossible to understand.

As dinner is over and everything cleaned you two walk back to your room, talking about all and nothing, about the party, about your common interests.

You’re in the middle of conversing about drawing and which pencils you like to use the most when your alarm goes off and the clock hits midnight.

"You sat an alarm?" Jungkook laughs as you hurry to turn it off.

"Don't tease me! I just wanted to be sure when it was midnight." You say, but still Jungkook jokes about it. "Oh yea, eager much?"

"I'm not eager! I just wanted to be sure." You say and finally turn the alarm off.

"Mhm, and I just wanted to sit and do nothing when I made you that offer." He jokes a smug look on his face as he moves himself closer to you.

The air around you suddenly changes, there is no more laughter or sarcasm, instead the room fills with sexual desire.

Jungkook now moves very close to you. His tatted hand comes up to get a strand of hair out of your face.

His hand rests where your neck and jaw meets, and you feel yourself slowly turn into a puddle at the anticipation. "You and I would be the perfect couple y'know?" He says. "How so?" You ask with a hitched breath.

Jungkook pushes you softly back into the bed and slowly crawls up over your body. There he stays as he starts explaining himself.

"We both have the same interests, and we're similar in the way we joke around, yet we're not too much alike to bore each other. And of course there's the sexual aspect of it all." He say, smirking as his eyes scans over your face.

Jungkook moves down to kiss you which you happily agrees to, the kiss is not heated in the same way it had been earlier the day, it’s softer, slower.

"We're also both not into commitment." You say between kisses, "It would never work."

Jungkook smiles into the kiss, "Let's see about that."

None of you say anything after that, nothing is left to say. All that is left is the pleasure, the kisses, Jungkooks hands wandering all over you.

There is an eagerness over Jungkook which you can connect to the many times Jungkook has moved a little too close, a little too friendly compared to other friends.

This is his time to feel you, and you him.

He thrust down into you, soft and experimental. He tries again only to figure you out, how your body reacts, where you're most sensitive, all those things he still needs to learn about you. Third time he does it he hits something good enough to make you moan into his mouth.

He smiles succeeding into the kisses which are becoming rougher for every minute, and he thrusts again.

His hands wrap around your thighs, pulls you down aggressively and proceeds to wrap them around his own waist, all while the thrusts keeps going.

You whine as he breaks off the kisses and stops his movements down at your crotch. He looks at you with a smirk that you don’t like, and he says “We're gonna start out slow. No dick tonight."

You who can’t think straight makes a big fuss out of it. How can he rob you from that? How can he make you so flustered and then not give his cock to you?

"Ah, ah. No complaints." Jungkook says as his hand massage your thigh.

"But how am I gonna be satisfied if I can't get your dick tonight?" You sigh. Jungkook looks at you with a raised brow and a playful smile.

"I can make you scream for me to stop without using my dick. And that's a promise." You scuff.

You know he's right, but the brat in you will never admit to that.

"You don't believe me?" He ask. His eyes are filled with desire, his hand on your thigh goes lower and rougher.

"No, I don't" You say, and even though Jungkook can see right through you he jumps into the play.

"Well then I gotta prove it. Shirt and pants of, now." He commands as he lifts himself up from you. He watches with eyes that could be devastated as you lift your shirt off and button your pants down you are left in only underwear.

Jungkook attaches himself to your neck, kissing and sucking, the sounds he can make on your neck are sinful.

He helps you with the rest of your clothes, unclasping your bra, and pulling down your panties.

Only when you lay totally naked in front of him does he come of your neck to take a good look at you.

You're like a goddess to him, your body shines in front of him as if the sun is radiating off of you. The curves of your body and the rise of your chests are all like sweet pleasures in his eyes. Even though Jungkook had often wondered what you looked like this is nothing to compare to his imagines.

You shy in front of him, but he makes it his mission to make you comfortable when he crawls over your body and places himself between your legs, his hand goes through every curve and every dip, feeling them all up, feeling you up.

“You look so fucking alluring like this Y/N.” His lips trace the shell of your ear. Shivers goes down your spine, with how Jungkook makes you feel.

Your hands wander down to where his shirt tucks into his pants and you yank at the material nearly ripping it. He helps you slide the shirt off his body. As the shirt is off you nearly drool with red lustful eyes.

How was he this sexy, you knew Jungkook was trained and buff, but holy god, he's not just buff, it's the way his waist is formed, his shoulders broad and one covered in tattoos.

It's everything about him.

He uses the time of your admiration to slowly creep his hands up your thighs, and as he reach his desired destination he attacks it with skilled hands. Your mouth forms into an 'o' and your head falls back.

His long slim finger is circling around your clit, slow and easy, but the friction is enough to make you yelp into the arm you had thrown over your head. He lowers himself down to where his hands are, and you can only lay and feel as his breath fans over your throbbing pussy.

You were wet long before your clothes were off, but this only doubles the arousal and that is evident in the sounds it makes as his middle finger opens your folds and makes a long stripe down.

"Goddess, you're soaking, tell me it's all for me." He says and you shutter at the nickname. "Ah-! It's all for you Jungkook..." You manage to moan out and as you do his finger finally enters you.

The intrusion of his finger is unforgiving, and just a few pumps in and out later he adds another finger. He looks up at you while doing so and to say that you’re a hot mess is an understatement.

You’re grunting and begging, and the fact that you’re so fucked out only gives Jungkook more confidence as he curls his fingers inside you and hits your g-spot.

Why you are so obsessed already is a mystery, maybe it’s because you’re sex deprived, it had been months since your last hook up, or maybe it’s just because Jungkook is that good. To be fair you and Jungkook had build a sexual attention for years, now the bomb exploded.

You make eye contact with him. His eyes as lustful as your own. You can't think of anything else than the pleasure happening between your legs which only makes you messier in every movement you make.

Your hips curve against Jungkooks fingers and he adds a third finger. The stretch is perfect and you feel your orgasm move closer. "God! Jung- Jungkook please!" You yelp out and your hands yanks in the bed sheets. Jungkook smirks and the pace quickens as he feels your walls clench around his fingers. "What? You gonna cum?" He asks and blows onto your clit. "Mhm!" You whine out, you're not able to make any words in this moment.

"Need some help?" He asks and before you can even understand what he means his tongue attacks your clit. He laps at your clit swallowing all of your ambrosial juices, he moans when your hand intertwines with his hair and the friction makes your stomach clench.

As his teeth comes out to nip at your clit the water finally overflows and your body goes into overdrive, humping into his fingers and your legs practically locks around his head. Jungkook slurps all of your sweet arousal, every last drop he can get to and you have to peel him off you as it gets too much.

But as he looks up at you with an unsatisfied look, you know that he isn't done yet.

His hands grab onto your thighs hard, he turns you both around so he's lying on his back right under your cunt, and you're sitting on top of him.

"No Jungkook, it's too much." You say and sit lower on his stomach. "So you want me to stop?" Normally Jungkook would've backed away the minute you told him too, but he had made a promise, and he intended to keep it.

You remembered back to his words not too long ago, 'I can make you scream for me to stop and that's a promise.' and you know you can't stop now. You won't let him win this easily.

A daring expression covers your face and Jungkook doesn't hide his smirk. If there was one thing he had dreamed about doing with you it was face riding.

He wraps his hands around your thighs that are resting on either side of his head. The view of your cunt dripping with your previous arousal makes his dick grow in his pants and he knows he'll have to take care of it later.

It's Jungkook who yanks you down onto his face and before you can ask if he's okay, he's licking a big stripe over your entrance. You fall slightly back, your hands rests on his thighs and you lean on them to give Jungkook better access.

He takes his time licking and slurping, taking it slower this time than the first. You can already feel the overstimulation, your body is begging you to pull back, but you push it back and slowly a new pleasure overtakes.

"Fuck.. You taste like candy, I won't ever get tired of this." Jungkook mumbles into your cunt and you push down just a little with a smirk. "You like it that much, huh?" It's the first time Jungkook hears your voice normal after your high, and something in him gets turned on at your dirty talk.

Jungkooks dick grows enough to graze your arm on his thigh. You look back to see the bulge in his sweats, it's big and needy and you just have to turn your focus to it.

He chases your pussy as you get up. "What the fuck are you doing, get back onto my face." He says. You laugh at his comment, but also feel your walls clench. "Are you really this needy for my pussy?" You ask.

Before he can answer you turn around over his face, shifting spots between your right thigh and left thigh, and before he realizes what you're doing, you are again on top of his face.

He doesn't question the new position, he's too hungry for your honey like juices and his tongue does not take anything slow this time. His tongue goes in and out of you and his hands presses you further down to reach deeper into you. Every movement of yours halt at the familiar feeling of loosing every independent thought, you're lightheaded from the speed of Jungkooks tongue.

There is one thought that stays in your mind though, and you like a starved dog, rips Jungkooks sweats down and knead at his boxers where you feel his bulge.

He didn't expect it, he hadn't seen it coming when you turned around just moments before, but oh! He is not complaining. His eyes roll back and he thrust up into your hands. His tongue quickens the pace even more and he grunts as your pace too quickens.

This was not supposed to happen, you should have told him to stop by now, but he's so glad you didn't. This is better than anything he had planned for this night, and when you pull his boxers down and put his cock in your mouth Jungkook totally malfunctions.

Moaning and grunting into your pussy, mumbling something with "Ah- Fuck!", his tongue halts a bit, but never stops, and he actually can't believe that he are doing 69 with you right now. You can't either, but then again there is no thoughts going through your brain other than the pleasure.

You bob your head up and down as good and as precise as you can in this moment, but how good that is you have no idea. It's only cause of Jungkooks grunts and pleases that you think it's going well for you. But it's not enough for you, your head screams for you to take his cock deeper, so you do.

You deep throat him, pushing yourself onto him, and Jungkook looses it completely. His tongue stops the assaults at your pussy and instead he uses his energy to fuck into your mouth. "Oh Shit! Y/N, ye- yea like that." His hands come on top of your head and he pushes just slightly. Gagging around his cock, tears swell in your eyes, Jungkook would've stopped if it wasn't because he knows you like it.

You've always told him you like to be manhandled, to be pushed a bit further than others limits, and this is what you meant.

"Fuuuck, You take it so well, fuck yea! So good for me." He says and a drop of your arousal falls onto his mouth reminding him of what he had been doing before you so sneakily started sucking him off.

It's when Jungkooks tongue picks up where it left with the same pace that you falter. You hump onto his face while he fucks into yours. It's a cycle of pleasure going over you two, and it's just a matter of fact who cum first.

You're not in doubt that it is going to be you. You're already clenching and humping like a mad woman, and Jungkook has in some way regained his mind.

As Jungkooks fingers finds your clit your orgasm finally explodes. Jungkooks dick pops out of your mouth and slaps against your cheek as you fall forwards against his stomach. "Fuck! Jungkook, I'm cumming!" You yell and press yourself as deep onto him as you can. When your high is over Jungkook again insists on you staying, and he holds you over his face as his tongue keeps assaulting your pussy. You know it's still because of the promise, but you are too proud and too stubborn to give in, so instead you find another way to stop him.

Your head once again bobs up and down over his cock. You wrap your tongue around the head of his dick and lick up the precum. Your lips feels pillow soft against his dick, and as you had hoped Jungkook stops the lick at your pussy and instead chases his own high.

His cock twitch inside your mouth and you know it's a question of seconds. Your hands find his balls, you squeeze them softly and lick up the vein on his cock. And just like you Jungkooks orgasm starts. "Fuuuu- uuck." He moans and hammer into your mouth.

His cum coats the back of your throat, your tongue, the inside of your cheeks. It's salty, and sweet and you agree with yourself that you love the combo. As he finishes and finally collapse on the bed, you turn around and lay on top of him.

He is covered in your cum, but he doesn't seem to mind as he smiles up at you and moves a piece of hair from your face.

Jungkook watches as you open your mouth, his cum is everywhere. He gets surprised though when you close your mouth again and swallow with the dirty sound of a loud gulp.

An arm covers his face as he can't hide his smile. You are so good at making him shy.

"That was the best head I've ever had." Jungkook says as he finds the courage to look at you again.

You smile at the compliment. "Thank you, you weren't so bad yourself."

It's so weird to you that you're not feeling weird about what just happened. It's quite peaceful, and there's no awkwardness as there should be when two friends have sex. The only thing that does confuse you is what you and Jungkook are.

You're still not best friends, you're not a couple, you're not just a hook up or friends with benefits, so what the hell are you?

What the hell you guys! My story Late Night Drive have over a 1000 notes! I can’t believe this has actually happened! I’m so so happy right now, thank you so much for all the support.

This is the first time one of my stories have gotten so much attention, I love all of you so much and I will continue working hard on writing good stories for y’all.

Currently I’m laying sick in bed, but as soon as that’s over I’ll continue writing. I’m working on some stories with Jungkook, and I really hope I can finish them soon.

Summery: You and your boyfriend take a late night drive through the city where you met, it starts out with love, ends with a round of fuck and love. Paring: Jungkook x F!Reader | Est. Relationship Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Fluff, Smut Word Count: 2.2k Warnings: Mentions of attempted r*pe. Boyfriend Jungkook. Making out. Smut. Sex. Unprotected Sex. N*pple play. I would say the smut part is quite vanilla. ‣ A/N: Sooo, Jungkook again. Finally finished this, it actually wasn't planned to be smut, but I got carried away, have you guys seen the new video from CK with Jungkook?! Jungkook in a tanktop is my new favorite, and omg I haven't even mentioned seven on the blog yet, but shit I'm dying. I'm working on something with seven, but you know me, I'm not sure when I'll be able to finish it, and it's a pretty big project, so we'll see what happens. Anyway enjoy the fic! (:

"Catch!" You yell to your boyfriend, throwing the keys to his black Mercedes. Jungkook caught them, standing on the other side of the car.

He looks from the keys in his hand to you opening the door to the passenger seat. He opens the door and asks "You don't wanna drive tonight?"

"Nah, I wanna admire the city and my beautiful boyfriend tonight." You say as you click yourself in. Jungkook smiles his cute bunny smile before he too clicks himself in.

When Jungkook turns the keys, the car comes to life with a roar. The lights in the car, LED purple and blue, turns on together with the roar.

He takes the car out of park mode and starts to drive out of the very filled parking lot.

The roads are lightened up by the streetlights in contrast to the parking lot which was completely dark, only the lights from your apartment's windows shined across the dark parking lot.

The leather seats in the car are reflecting purple and blue light onto Jungkooks face. He’s concentrated on the road giving you lots of time to admire him.

His hair newly washed still damp, the strands too reflected the lights. Both hands placed on the steering wheel, one cowered in tattoos. His legs clenching the faster he drives. His shirt hugging his strong figure.

His lips lifts in a smirk, he feels your eyes on him in a longer period of time. Jungkook has always loved your attention, you are one of the few were he doesn’t turn shy.

With you it’s confidence all the way, because he knows you, and loves you.

“Like what you see?” He asks all cocky.

“Nope not at all.” You say playfully making a small pout form on Jungkooks lips. It isn’t long though before he gets an idea.

His tatted hand slowly creeps down the steering wheel, over the gear lever, and over to your thigh where it rests comfortably.

A shiver goes over your spine as you feel Jungkook’s hand caress your thigh with utter love.

Unable to hide your smile you look out the window to the moving city, remembering all of the old memories you built with Jungkook.

Your first tattoo, the time you met each other’s parents, the day Jungkook asked you to be his partner.

One strong memory keeps popping up into your head, and you decide to share it with Jungkook as you think he never actually heard your feelings on the story.

“Do you know when I started loving you?” You ask quietly. He looks over at you, trying to catch your eyes, but you keep them on the moving city outside.

He gives you a soft squeeze with the hand on your thigh, and he sees how comfortable and content you seem in this moment. As if everything is just good right now. “No I don’t think I know that.”

“Well, do you remember our third date or something, that one were I thought it would’ve been a good idea for us to go to a club.” You ask looking back to Jungkook with anticipating eyes.

He gives you another squeeze, remembering exactly which night you’re referring to. “I would rather want to forget that night, but yea I do.” He manages to chuckle it out, not as much for his own sake as for yours.

That night had been a real nightmare for you. He gets shivers just thinking back to your trembling body walking out of the restroom with a dress torn in the side and mascara running down your face.

You ran into his arms that night even though you still didn’t know each other that well.

You explained how a guy had tried to do things to you while on the way to the restroom. He had almost succeeded before you got your hands in your pepper spray and you ran out of there.

Two minutes passed where Jungkook tried to calm not only you but also himself. How he wanted to smack that guy's face into the floor and kick him unconscious.

But he could sense that you needed something steady and strong in that moment, not someone who couldn’t control their anger. So he stood with you and hugged you.

“That night was both the worst and the best night ever.” You say. Jungkook looks at you with a frown not catching on to how it could’ve been a good night.

“I’m not following.” He says looking back to the road as one lonely car passes by.

You smile fiddling with your hands. “The moment the guy came running out from the restroom and walked up to us, I knew you wanted to fight him.” Jungkook clenches his jaw, hand tightens around the steering wheel.

This shows just how right you are, somewhere in his eyes there’s a look of regret, for not having punched the guy.

“Of course I wanted to fight him. I wanted to punch him so hard that he wouldn’t be able to walk again.” He says, and he gets surprised by your answer.

“I’m glad you didn’t.” You clear your throat and Jungkook looks over at you, your face like his illuminated in purple.

“I felt how angry you were, but you calmed yourself for me, do you have any idea how rare that is? I needed you to let him go, and you did. That made me feel so safe, you have no idea how good I felt in your arms when we got home. I never felt so at ease before, as if there was nothing in the world that could hurt me, because I had you.” He doesn’t know how to reply in this moment, he is speechless.

You can’t contain your emotions tonight, they shine on your face with every smile and breath. Especially the smile you have now is showing Jungkook more than anything else could.

“That’s how I still feel. I feel safe with you Jungkook, at home. And I very much believe that is how love feels. I started loving you in that moment, and never stopped.” You say.

Both of you watch as the light from the same club’s sign shine through your windows and adorns the car in turquoise blue.

Jungkook pulls over not too long after and turns to you with his whole body. Like he had seen emotions in your eyes, you see emotions in his.

The small unsheat tears at the corners of his eyes, and the lifted shape of his eyes from the smile he adorned.

To you he is as euphoric as the heart of a field filled with pink and white flowers.

He feels like the luckiest guy in the entire world sitting in front of you like this and showing his emotions without being scared of what you would think.

No words are needed between you two, the love for each other is evident for both of you. All that are needed is to let silence do its part and sit long enough for the emotions to lick up your body and embrace you in a warm hug.

It's you who makes the first move, crawling over the gear lever, and straddling Jungkooks lap. He smiles looking up at you and you wipe the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I love you more than words could ever describe." He says and leans into your hands.

You bend down and kiss him, pressing your lips hard against his, just to try and show all the affection. Jungkook returns the kiss just as passionate as you, opening your mouth, and licking his way into your mouth.

You start grinding down into his lap, pressing against his dick. Jungkook moans into your mouth, loving the way you move on top of him. His hands wander down your sides and lay over your hips were he guides them.

You sit like that for quite a while, making out, Jungkooks dick grows hard under you and for every time your cunt presses against him you have to hold your moan.

Even with his small whispers that he wanted to hear you, and you shouldn't hold back with the sounds, you have to keep some in to not seem too desperate.

Suddenly Jungkook gets enough of your 'holding in your moan policy' and he stops you.

You whine quietly, but he shushes you as he starts leaning the seat back. When the seat is as leaned back as it can get he switches places and pulls his shirt over his head.

You almost drool, looking over his abs and feeling them over.

He smirks down at you as you too get rid of your shirt and your shorts, leaving you in only panties. You left the bra at home. He is over you in an instant, grabbing and twisting your nipples in between his fingers.

You're in bliss, Jungkook switches one of his hands out with his mouth, and the noise his sucking and licking makes is sinful, you don't even notice Jungkook getting rid of his own pants.

It's first when his bare thighs tangle against your own that you notice the lack of clothes from his side as well as yours.

From there it all seems to go a bit quicker, you getting rid of your underwear and Jungkooks his. He bends your legs up so your thighs are resting over you. He pumps himself a few times before he lines his cock up with your pussy entrance.

Your eyes meet, and again no words is needed as the love and sexual seduction shows itself.

It's almost as if your moan and Jungkooks groan harmonizes, both coming out equally loud as he pushes his dick into you.

You lay still for a few seconds as your pussy adapts to Jungkooks seize. He kisses you, and whispers sweet nothings between small kisses.

It's first when you tap his abdomen twice he starts to move, just like you had agreed.

He starts out slow, still letting you adapt to his seize, but slowly as your moans gets louder and the windows gets more fogged the pace quickens.

It doesn't take long before Jungkook is hammering into you, pulling the filthiest moans from your mouth, and making the seat beneath you squeak as if it's in pain.

Your wet sounds are not half as attractive as Jungkooks grunts and whimpers. His cock hitting into your g-spot, plus him whimpering with his whiniest voice "Fuck yea." is so filthy, so dirty and nasty that you feel your orgasm bulid up in turbo mode.

"Ah, Jungkook I'm so close." You whimper with closed eyes and tears in the brim. He looks down at your beautiful squinted face, sweat on your forehead as well as your inner knees were his grip is starting to slip.

His own sweat drips from his neck down to your neck where the two substances mixes. The windows are unable to be seen through.

"Fuck, ah!, you look so good, a mess all because of my dick. Are you gonna cum on my dick huh? Is that what you want? To milk it into your cum?" His words is as sinful as the car you're in, and you whimper a series of 'yes'.

Jungkook quickens the pace. If his pace was fast before this is rapid. It's almost animalistic how he grunts and fucks into you, even you feel how your walls clench harder around him. Your nails dig into his back, you don't scratch scared you'll actually scratch through his skin. "Oh- my- go- od, Jungkook!!" You manage to get out through each thrust.

Your orgasm hits you like a train, running all over you as your body spasm. Jungkook doesn't slow down, he keeps the same unforgiving pace through the whole of your orgasm. You feel used in the best way as your orgasm is over. Jungkook is still not finished, but you feel his dick twitch inside you.

You help him on the way, you have to make him cum so you can get a break. You do the thing Jungkook loves the most, and dirty talk to him. "Shit, my cum is all over you cock, it's on the seat. You're gonna get stained by my pussy juice when you drive." You say and Jungkook has to rest his head on you as he falls weak for your voice.

"You're covered in my cum kookie, you have to cover me too. Cum inside me baby. Paint my pussy white with your cum, kookie." You moan. It doesn't take long from there till Jungkook is loosing his grip and cumming into your tight pussy. "Fuuuuck! Yea, ah." He moans as his load shoots into you and mixes with your own sticky cum.

You almost get another orgasm just by how good it feels to get coated by Jungkook, how good it feels when his body takes over and he has no control of how he hammers into you.

When he is done he collapses on top of you, dick still wrapped in your warm walls. "I love you Y/N." He says as he feels your fingers run through his hair.

"And I love you Kookie." You say and smile as Jungkooks arms sneaks under you and he hugs you with his face nuzzled into your neck.

Summery: On a trip to Spain you had never imagined that one dreadful night could turn into such a beautiful thing. Paring: Jungkook x f!Reader | S2L Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Fluff Word Count: 2.2k Warnings: A little amount of cheating. Just imagine that Jungkook has lived his whole life in Spain. Spotify Playlist: Here ‣ A/N: Okay you guys, I don't even know how, but this is written in one day, and it's an idea I've had for YEARS. I just don't get how I can write this in one day, but can't finish any of my drafts. I don't know if there's some cultural things I got wrong (I don't think so), I wasn't as focused on that as I may should've been, but please if something comes up write a comment and I promise to check on it. When that is said I hope you like it. (:

You came to halt when you heard the soft hits of a conga drum, strokes of a guitar, the latin music filled you ears.

Your legs carried you closer to the alley where tons of lights, colors and music came from.

You and your boyfriend had decided to travel to Spain to celebrate your 5th anniversary year. Today he had dragged you to a club you did not want to go to. When you went to the restroom, he had left you and as you came out from the restroom he was kissing a random girl and dancing his night away.

You had stormed out of there with tears in your eyes. You hadn't wanted to go back to the hotel so instead you walked to god knows where, and ended up here.

The end of the alley where a sight you had never seen before, women in dresses and men in different pants and dress shirts. There's a band not far away in the corner playing all sorts of instruments. People are dancing salsa, laughing freely and having the times of their lives.

You clearly see these people aren't tourists like yourself, these are people living here, knowing the culture and living in it, you don't understand a word of what they're saying.

You defiantly see two people who works at your hotel, and you contemplate going over to them to have someone to talk too, but you quickly go away from that thought again.

You feel like you're intruding something dreamish, you feel out of place, too tourist-looking to be here. Yet when people see you walking around and admiring it all, they don't seem to mind, waving at you and smiling.

They're too happy to be mad at anything.

Just as you think nothing gets better, you see him. He doesn't look like he belongs here by his facial appearance, yet you clearly see with the way he dresses, the way he talks, walks, everything, that he belongs here more than anyone else.

Every women he walks by greets him and giggle as he winks and takes their hand to kiss. Every man greets him with a clap on his back and big smiles, saying something you don't understand.

He walks over to the band interacting with them as well.

You find yourself utterly curious, more than you've ever felt before.

Then everything stops as he turns around and locks eyes with you. Something in them is playful and open, it intrigues you enough to make you blush. You look away again, too shy to keep his eyes in the same line as yours.

You try walking away again, the feeling of not belonging still present, as if you're some ugly intruder.

When you're almost at the alley again someone pulls you back with a strong hold around your wrist.

You collide back into a firm chest. A hot voice hits your ears from behind.

"Now tell me, what is a beautiful women like you, doing at a party like this?" You don't turn around immediately.

Maybe you really did trespass, maybe they were all uncomfortable with someone like you here.

"I- I didn't mean to trespass, I was just leaving." You say and try to walk away, but the stranger only turns you around in a quick spin and catches you by the waist.

It's the handsome stranger, the one you had ran away from. He looks even better from up close, his hands are rough, yet his face is smooth and perfect.

"Trespass? This is an open party guapa. There's room for everyone." He says with a grin.

You sense the way he flirts with you, the nickname (even though you had no idea what it meant) the way he holds your waist, his smirks and smiles.

And maybe if you weren't heartbroken you would've turned him down, but you are heartbroken, and you desperately need a distraction.

"What's your name?" You ask, making him smile as he pulls you closer, your interest in him is adoring to him.

"Jungkook." He says.

"My name is-" He interrupts you with a finger over your lips, "If I know the name of such beautiful a woman, I'll find your hotel tomorrow and stay by your side like an annoying parasite." You smile at that, what a flirt.

"Y/N." You say it anyway knowing very well he just warned you. He lifts a daring eyebrow at you.

"You wanna dance Y/N?" And just as you thought he would never ask, he does, and you're the one to smirk.

What Jungkook doesn't know is that you work as a professional dancer, you can dance rumba, salsa, tango, even do a little jive.

"I would love to." You say.

Jungkook pulls you with him, and you hear more people cheer as he steps foot into the dancing area. It's funny to you how men and women step aside as Jungkook walks into the center of the dance.

It's attractive.

Different people all turn around to watch, more of them gives you claps on the back and winks, clearly thinking you're just another hopeless tourist who can't dance their dances, you're so ready to show them.

As Jungkook reach the center and takes your hand in his right hand and your waist in his left, the music that had before been relaxed, stops.

Jungkook gives the band a wink and suddenly the familiar tunes of the song 'Bamboleo' plays. A smirk comes to your face. You know the song from start to finish, you have danced to it countless of times.

Jungkook whispers a small, 'Are you ready?' before he pulls you through the dance floor.

You see the shock on his and everyone's faces as you turn and walk with the right sways in your hips.

Your legs are straight and on point, your hands are waving through the air. You're beautiful in Jungkooks eyes, like a little hummingbird flying with quick elegant moves.

In such dances as these it's the male leading, so you do your best following Jungkook's tempo.

It doesn't feel forced, it doesn't feel wrong, with Jungkook leading you over the dance floor it feels carefree and right.

He turns you and let go, you do your own thing and he his, yet both of you can't keep your eyes off the other.

Jungkook isn't a professionel dancer, but there is something so experienced and free in his dancing that it captures everyone's eye. Your dancing is professional, but you can't help letting go of the perfections. It didn't have to be perfect to be fantastic.

You almost forgot how fun it could be to dance without a reason to dance.

As you and Jungkook meet again he immediately takes your hips and sways them. "You didn't tell me you could dance this well guapa." He whispers in your ear.

"Are you afraid that I'm gonna steal all the attention?" You ask with a glint in your eye that Jungkook finds all too attractive.

"You already did." He says with his body as close to yours as it can get.

When the song finally stops you and Jungkook take a finishing position, his chest against your back, his head hidden in your neck, and your head high as your arms.

Everyone who had been watching starts to clap and cheer. Jungkook turns you around a big laugh on his face, you're suddenly unburdened by the sadness you felt before, and feel carefree as you too laugh.

It is happiness all around.

As the noise quiets down Jungkook asks "Can I ask for dance number two Y/N?" his hand is outstretch to yours, you gulp and lock eyes with him. As you lay your hand in his he gives it a squeeze, and licks his lips.

Your night passes away like that, when the dance is over and everyone is clapping at not only you and Jungkook, but at everyone, Jungkook asks you for another dance and you shyly accept.

It wasn't only salsas being danced, all sorts of dances were danced.

Rumba, Flamenco, Tango, Cha Cha Cha, Jive, Paso Doble. There's too many dances to count. And Jungkook carries you through them all.

Though you don't professionally know the steps to all of the dances, it doesn't matter, the thing is that you and Jungkook makes an exceptional pair, and you've never laughed so much in your entire life.

As the time hit around 6 am and the sun is slowly rising up again, it's only you and Jungkook left, together with the band who still admires the two of you.

They know Jungkook, and they've seen night after night how he mesmerizes women, and flirts with them. They've never seen him dance with only one woman the entire night, and stay with her till early morning.

You and Jungkook are slow-dancing, only taking small steps from side to side, both yours and his feet hurt too much to do anything else.

Your heels too were long gone.

"How long are you staying?" Jungkook asks you. You look up from where your head had rested on his chest.

"Two weeks yet. I arrived a week ago." The song changes to another one, a slower song, and more romantic.

"Which hotel are you staying at?" "At Red Carnation... Together with my boyfriend." Jungkook stops and takes two steps away from you.

You can't meet his eyes. You know you should've told him hours ago that you had a boyfriend, but every time you thought about it the moment was too good to break.

As you finally gather courage to look up into his eyes guilt fills you to the brim. He looks offended, sad in a way, but you also see how he blames himself. You feel like you've used Jungkook, and that's a feeling you certainly don't like.

"Wait- y- you have a boyfriend?" He asks. Even if he's surprised, maybe even a little offended, he knows he doesn't have the right to feel like that.

You're just a stranger he has danced with, he came up to you, not the other way around, and it wasn't like he hadn't done worse before, the thing that annoys him is the fact that it's you.

"No I- it's complicated." You say. Jungkook feels the guilt wash off you in waves, he doesn't want you to feel like that, so he calms himself.

When he smiles at you it's as if a rock is lifted from your shoulders. It scares you how one man's opinion and feelings means so much to you when you've only known him for a night.

"Why don't we sit down and you explain it to me? If you need to cry, my shoulder is a very good cry pillow." You accept, and you two walk over to the lounge area not too far.

The band is just a gentle tone in the background now. From where you two sit you can see the ocean, and how the sun starts to lighten everything up.

None of you says anything for a good minute. It's you who breaks the silence. Jungkook turns to face you. "So... yes, I do have a boyfriend right now, and we've been together for 5 years. I booked this trip in hopes that maybe he would propose, or something would happen that made it all better, because our relationship was going down a hill."

Jungkook listens very attentively, you see him nod every few second, it's nice, having someone actually listening to you.

"The whole week we've been here all I've seen him do was flirt with waitresses, or sit on his phone, he never talks to me, never listens to me, and then yesterday, would it be now, he asked me to go clubbing with him." You stop for a moment, your face in a frown "No actually he forced me to go clubbing with him."

Jungkook shifts in his seat. He can almost figure out the rest, but he doesn't want to make assumptions before you tell him.

"I was gone in the restroom for two minutes, and when I came out I found him kissing another woman. I walked up to him, asked him what the hell was wrong with him, and told him he was too drunk and that we would talk in the morning. Then I walked away and I found this place," You look up from the spot in the ground you had been looking at, up to Jungkooks eyes which is filled with sympathy. "I found someone who listens to me, and has made me laugh more than I've ever done before, someone who made my night magical. So thank you, thank you so much Jungkook. I can understand if you want nothi-"

You're shut up by Jungkook gently taking your chin and leading in forth, making your lips meet in a passionate sweet kiss.

You know you should feel bad for kissing someone when you have a boyfriend, you know it should feel wrong, but oh how right it feels in this moment to kiss Jungkook.

Summery: In an interrogation room they ask you about him, but do they even know who you are? Paring: Han Jisung x F!Reader | Est. Relationship Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Fluff, Criminal AU Word Count: 1k Warnings: stealing, kissing, interrogation.

“And how would you describe him?”

“How would I describe him? Where do I even start?”

“What about you start from the beginning?”

“But the fact is there was no real beginning, he was just suddenly there.”

“Y/N I need you to cooperate, if you don’t we’ll have to keep you here for working together with a wanted criminal.” The officer in front of you said.

There was a sharp light pointed towards your face, and a cold coffee in front of you.

Maybe they were trying to make it comfortable with the pillow on your chair, but it was bumpy and hard to sit on.

“You want me to describe Han Jisung for you?” You asked leaning forward and increased your voice.

“Yes thank you.” The officer said with an inch of hope in his blank eyes.

You nodded and then said, “Fine I’ll describe him for you. Han Jisung is 66,5 inches, 1,69 in cm. He’s blonde but likes to color his hair. He’s funny, always makes it a priority to make people around him smile. He has anxiety, which sometimes attacks and makes him look down on himself. He smells like old books, lotus flowers and light coffee.” You took an artistic break looking to both officers in the dark interrogation room before closing it up “and he would never hurt a soul.”

The officer before you sighed and shook his head knowing he wouldn’t get more information out of you.

“Take her to the register and order Ms. Susan to write her name under people of interest.” The officer said to his assisting officer, the assisting officer turned to you and waited by the door for you.

The chair’s legs scratched against the floor making an irritable noise when you got up. Echoes of your own victory were left in the air as you walked away.

As you were lead through the halls of the station, people turned their heads to glance at the officer’s hand on your shoulder.

They looked at the hand then up at you and away with a roll of their eyes. You wanted to laugh.

Your eyes turned to a woman you had seen before on a front page of a magazine, she was standing before a terrified young lady whom looked to be rather new. The woman was clearly frustrated over something making a big scene with threats to the poor girl.

“Are you saying I can’t get my money back?!” Her voice was pitched, cutting into your ears.

The officer tried to lead you past her in a hurry, but you stopped right beside her.

“I’m sorry Mam. I didn’t want to interrupt, but I’m a huge fan of what you’ve done with the clothes industry!” You said excited.

The woman turned to you, looked you up and down like the others and rolled her eyes.

“Don’t you see I’m in the middle of something?! What do you want?” She yelled and the girl before you looked to be relieved that she was getting a break from the yelling woman.

Her yell forced its way into your brain cutting cells in half.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, I was just wondering if I could get an autograph?” You asked and the officer behind you was getting impatient so was the sun out in the freedom, but you were still waiting.

The woman sighed before finding a pen and paper out. “What’s your name?” She asked now more calmly.

You walked towards her and whispered the name into her ears. The pen in her hand started writing, letter by letter, you looked down at the woman’s coat, all red with big pockets. When it was done she handed the paper to you.

The officer tucked you with him, and you left the woman behind and walked out with a hidden smirk. Behind you, you could hear her start screaming again.

The doors opened as you walked out of the station, and the burning sun greated you.

The officer went out with you informing you of a few things before he went into the station again. You laughed when you still heard the yells of the angry woman, too angry to notice you.

“That took long enough.” A voice beside you said. You smirked when you heard him.

“Sorry Darling, just had to make a pitch stop.” You said and pulled a wallet up from you pocket together with the keys to a beautiful dark green Chevrolet Corvette.

You looked back to the women still inside the station and scoffed. You had no clue who she was, but she did have good taste in cars.

“You never stop impressing, do you?”

You turned around to find the man right behind you. “Only for you Jisung.”

Jisungs hands found your waist, he pulled you towards himself and pressed his lips to yours engaging in a heated almost forbidden kiss.

You smiled and let yourself fall into him. His blue hair touched your face, his nose bumped into yours, and his tongue played inside your mouth as if you were his favorite toy.

Suddenly he smirked and pulled out of the kiss.

“I’m still more impressive though.” He said and dangled the keys, which was supposed to lay in your pocket, in front of your face.

You laughed and watched as Jisung walked over to the car and opened the door to the passenger seat.

He turned to you before asking “Will you come with me on this journey, my Bonnie?"

Your heals clicked against the ground as you walked over to him. Your hand slipped up to his nape and you pulled him down giving him a small and hard kiss.

“Always, my Clyde.” And you sat inside the car.

Jisung closed the door and walked over to a hidden alley, when he came out there was a big gym back in his hands. After he dropped the back in the passenger seat behind you, he made his way to the drivers seat. You pulled up the small piece of paper the woman gave you, and looked down at the name.

Setting the paper in the corner of the car screen, you greeted Jisung again as he sat beside you and started the car with one hand placed on your thigh.

You looked up in the rear mirror and observed how the thousands of dollar bills moved around in the open bag as Jisung drove away from the station.

You looked over to the paper again.

The paper was a proof, a promise to the journey you were taking with the man whom smelled like the old books at the library were you first met him, like the lotus flowers in your bathtub were you first made out, and like the light coffee your mother used to make him because he was too polite to tell her that he didn’t like coffee.

On the paper was written six letters each concealed with that promise.

~ 𝐵𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒾𝑒

Summery: The infamous playboy tries to ask you, the good girl, on a date. Paring: Playboy! Jungkook x GoodGirl! Reader Genre: Fanfiction, Romance | Fluff, Angst? Word Count: 1 k Warnings: kissing, mentions of loneliness, Jungkook is a mild playboy. But seriously this one is pretty soft.

"No thank you." You said, your head buried in the book which sat comfortably in your hands.

"Come on, good girl, one date." Jungkook asked again, with the same cocky smile as he was bound to keep, the nickname he was fixed on calling you by, only further annoyed you.

"Not interested." You said again with the same voice still not looking at Jungkook. This annoyed him further, he wasn't used to this, being turned down wasn't in his vocabulary. Yet you seemed to be dedicated to exactly that.

When in anger Jungkook could hardly control himself, maybe that was the explanation to why he took the book from your hands and threw it to the floor successfully ripping a few pages out - not a very good explanation though.

Jungkook didn't mean anything with it, he only wanted your attention - funny enough, when thinking about how you two were like north and south. But when he saw the look on your face as you looked down at your favorite book torn in the old and worn pages, he knew he had fucked up.

How many times haven't you turned these pages with the most careful fingers and a mug of tea placed besides you? The answer was many times.

You had to take a deep breath to compose yourself before you looked up at Jungkook. "As you yourself called me I'm a 'good girl' right? Let's say I went out with you, I had sex with you, and then you became uninterested in me and found someone else as you always do, and I, the good girl, would still be thinking about you while you wouldn't spare me a second thought. Do you really think I want that? That I want to fall in love with you only to be thrown away?" You said.

It scared Jungkook how you kept composed in front of him like this when he saw angry tears in your eyes just two seconds ago - not a twist on your eyebrows or a break in your voice, just you who calmly explained your thoughts to him.

"And what makes you think you would fall in love with me?" Jungkook asked in the quietest of voices you had ever heard from him.

"Everyone can fall in love with anyone, if you try hard enough Jeon." You said and gathered the destroyed book from the floor together with the rest of your things. "I always try my hardest, Jeon." You said before you walked away.

"I can't." Jungkook whispered behind you thinking you wouldn't hear. You stopped with your back still facing Jungkook.

"Yes you can, you're just too scared to try." You whispered back and walked away.

The next couple of days you didn't see Jeon. Somewhere inside you it disappointed you that he actually gave up, especially because he had once promised you he wouldn't ever give up.

He had been going around you for quite some time keeping you company and even reading with you. You thought he was serious with you, but apparently you were wrong.

Jungkook had always been a tough nut to crack, he kept his emotions to himself and shared his talents with the world. But with the observant eyes you had, you had him all figured out.

He always had to be center for attention, a new girl on his arm every other day, and a reputation everyone knew, yet when no one looked Jungkook often had gloom in his eyes, a lonely blank stare, he would often watch over his latest girl for a day or two to see how she was holding up.

Jungkook was simply lonely.

After school you walked to the bus station with your backpack heavy from the dripping rain. Before you reached even halfway though, you heard the familiar sound of a bike behind you.

When you turned you saw Jungkook step off his motorbike and run towards you with a helmet holding it out to you.

"Just take it Y/N, the bus is coming in thirty minutes and with no shelter you'll catch a cold, at least let me get you home before you catch a cold." He said and gave you the helmet which you accepted after some consideration.

On the ride you could feel Jungkook breathe heavily with your hands wrapped around his torso. This wasn't the first ride you have had on his bike, but it felt just as good as it did the first time.

When you were home and about to walk into the house for cover Jungkook grabbed your wrist and turned you around. He held eye-contact with you before handing over a blue tote bag, "I'm sorry I destroyed your old one, I- I really didn't mean to do that Y/N. I've spent the last couple days searching for this, it's a first edition with a signature from the author, I found out my dad was friends with them." He explained.

Both of you were drenched in the unforgivable weather yet no one moved to a dry place. You gulped looking down at the bag in your hands. You knew it was the book he had destroyed. No one had ever cared this much, not as much as Jungkook.

No one you knew off would ever take the time to get a first edition of a book if it wasn't for love.

"Y'know, You said you can't fall in love because you don't try hard enough... but I think you're doing pretty amazing with the tries." You said looking into his ebony colored eyes.

Jungkook couldn't help his hand wandering up to your cheek filled with sticking hair and raindrops. How could you always find the perfect words?

"I wanna try, for you." He said and pulled you down to him in a sweet kiss which you accepted. His hands held your jaw to angle you right, yours were grabbing into his wet hair. Lips dancing against each other you smiled forgetting all about the book, the rain and your parents who were probably watching from the kitchen window.

There by Jungkooks motorbike it was only you and him frozen in a moment where everything was perfect.

⇢ Keypoints:

S - Smut - MDNI F - fluff A - angst

BTS

Jhope

Oneshots:

- Getting It Your Way | S, F, A

Summery: Your best friend, Hoseok, have just released his new album and you couldn’t be more proud. But with a new album comes a listening party where he for the first time invites you. You being a supportive friend couldn’t say no to him, but did he realize that it would be the first time for you to meet the members?  Word Count: 14.6 k

Jimin

Oneshots:

- Kingdom And Wars | A, F

Summery: You always thought it was your fault what happened that night, but when you find out what really happened and that something much bigger is going on it brings you closer to the one you thought you lost.  Word Count: 16 k

Taehyung

Requested:

- Distance Between Us | A, F

Summery: Your insecurities rise as your boyfriend becomes more and more distant. Maybe he just needs some space? Word Count: 2.6 k

Jungkook

Oneshots:

- Try | F, A?

Summery: The infamous playboy tries to ask you, the good girl, on a date. Word Count: 1 k

- Dancing With A Stranger | F

Summery: On a trip to Spain you had never imagined that one dreadful night could turn into such a beautiful thing. Word Count: 2.2 k

- Late Night Drive | F, S

Summery: You and your boyfriend take a late night drive through the city where you met, it starts out with love, ends with a round of fuck and love. Word Count: 2.2k

Series:

- Seven | S, F | Friends 2 Lovers Part: One, Two, Three - coming soon.

Summery: Jungkook and you are perfect for each other, everyone sees that. But what do you do when two best friends flirts all the time, but can't commit? You make a deal with them.

Stray Kids

Felix

Oneshots:

- Eleutheromania | A, F

Summery: Love and hate come from around the corner. You may not see it at first sight, but the next second it’s already there. Your hate was strong, but who was it pointed towards?  Word Count: 3.9 k

Series:

- Circus | A, F

Part: One, Two, Three - On a break

Summery: When all your life starts to crumble and you just want to get everything over with, you find a way to forget your pain and live your dreams

Han Jisung

Oneshots:

- The Smell Of You | F, Criminal AU

Summery: In an interrogation room they ask you about him, but do they even know who you are? Word Count: 1k

Tomorrow x Together

Taehyun

Oneshots:

- MMM | A, F

Summery: They always say what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, so you're not sure you ever want to leave Vegas and the handsome stranger and magician, who has a weirdly comforting effect on you. Word Count: 5.7 k

♡ Last Updated: 27-09-23 ♡

Summery: They always says what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, so you're not sure you ever want to leave Vegas and the handsome stranger and magician, who has a weirdly comforting effect on you. Paring: Kang Taehyun x f!reader Genre: Fanfiction, Romance || Fluff, Angst | S2L Word Count: 5.7 k Warnings: Mentions of cheating, manipulative mother, kissing. ‣ A/N: Okay so you've ever seen Shin Lim? The card magician? Well I was deeply inspired by him and his performances, and I wanted to write a Taehyun ff now that I'm starting to stan txt. If you haven't watched Shin Lims performance I think it would be a good idea to watch just a short one for inspiration.

Magic had always fascinated Taehyun to such extent that he decided to go for it as more than a hobby. He had used it as a way to escape his hectic childhood, with being unpopular in school and parents who expected him to sweep the rest of the world of their feet.

He never wanted to become a person who the world knew, all he wanted was to have fun and live his life to the fullest.

His parents didn’t understand that. His mother a veteran model, and father a surgeon, they had a life filled with schemes and scheduling.

Taehyun didn’t want that.

Look at him now, years later, he had the life he dreamed of. Some would call him a street artist. His income at the moment was walking around in the streets and amazing people who was interested.

Vegas had always been filled with people who was willing to pay lots of money for not so necessary things, but that they were willing to pay him enough for him to live in a top suite with view of the beautiful city was a questioning thing for him.

His magic was good, the best in Vegas, yet it was only tricks and quick hand movements.

Tonight was another good night.

The streets were filled with people willing to pay him for his inhumane magic tricks. Some of his customers even told him that he apparently was famous - “You’re the mystic magic man everyone is talking about!”

A smirk painted across his face. To think that he was famed in the streets as the mystic magic man… He liked the name.

“Are you a magician?” A women asked, she looked to be around late 30 or so.

“I am indeed Mam.” He answered an attractive smile on his lips. It was all about pulling the customers in, he needed to work like a siren.

Taehyun reached out to the women and made a beautiful blue flower appear in his hand, giving it to her.

The women laughed a feminine laugh, before she shook her head almost in disbelief.

“Are you willing to get hired for a small job?” She asked and smiled once again. Taehyun felt her being overly sweet, not that it was making him uncomfortable, he was used to it.

He had tried girls trying to seduce him, and men yelling at him that they could do his tricks without blinking.

“It depends, what job? And how will you pay?”

As the women explained how she had given this trip to Vegas to her daughter who loved magic as a distraction from the heartbreak she had just been through Taehyun wanted to yawn.

It was a sweet story, and this mother even sweeter for doing this for her daughter, but he didn’t do stuff like this. He didn’t do hirings or sweet family stuff.

That was at least until he heard how much this women was willing to pay.

1.000$, for one performance.

He had to be a fool for not saying yes to that offer, so that was how he found himself here.

On his first big stage in one of the most well know hotels in Vegas. This hotel was one of those business people rent. There was no ordinary person who could afford places like this.

He had been told that he had all the freedom as when he was on the streets, no one would try and interfere with his magic as long as it was good.

Taehyun was standing backstage. He had already prepared a sequence in his head of how he would pursue with the show. One of his favorite tricks was in store.

People had gathered in front of the stage to wait for him. It was the first time he was performing for such big an audience. Somewhere in him it scared him, but he knew as soon as he had started with the tricks it would be better.

He sighed when he saw the same women. She stood on the stage with a smile welcoming the whole crowd who appeared to be her friends and family.

“Welcome everyone, it’s so good to see all of you once again. I invited you all here, because I had the pleasure of stumbling upon a very intriguing young man, who would like to give you all a show you’ll never forget. But first I want to say something to my beautiful daughter Y/N. You are my sun, so please continue to shine.”

“And now to the night’s performance, he is known as MMM! The mystic magic man!”

As Taehyun walked onto the stage with a big smile and soft waves to the audience he immediately noticed one girl in the middle of the audience with the rest crowding around her in a circle.

She was shy, not looking up at him too long, hiding behind her oversized hoodie. A smile played on his lips looking down at her face buried into her hands.

You felt like the biggest idiot down there in the middle of your family and friends. They had completely caught you off guard as they had sat a chair in the middle of nothing and placed you in it.

Every one of them knew the sad story of your failed relationship. How you had found your boyfriend of 5 long years cheating on you with his childhood friend.

How did they know? Thanks to your mother.

She loved to gossip, as a rich person she had to love gossiping, rich ladies weren't rich ladies if they didn't gossip. Yet you were surprised when the next day of you telling your mother what happened that you got tons of messages telling you everything would be okay.

The anger you felt towards your mother was indescribable. You were heartbroken and she had to share that with everyone. You just wanted to deal with it yourself - you defiantly did not want to take a trip to Vegas with your whole family.

But oh well, here you were, sat on a chair in front of a magician because you had always loved magicians - or you loved them when you were twelve, but hey! It's the thought that counts right?

You finally gathered your courage and looked up at the mystic magic man, what name was that even?

His mocking smile was the first thing greeting you making you want to run away, but then you were caught by the rest of his striking features.

What in the heavenly magic was this? Whoever made this man had blessed him. Everything - his nose, hands, mouth, eyes. They were all like diamonds reflection beauty into your view.

There was something innocent in his features, but the way he looked down at you with those mystified eyes was anything but innocent.

You now more than ever wanted to run away, but this time because of the intense presence of the magician in front of you.

Taehyun started his tricks the moment the lights damped like he had instructed the crew.

Most of the tricks were with cards - he loved cards. He had to practice his hand movements and speed when he was younger to get good at shuffling and moving the cards around.

You had watched many magicians as young, yet there was none of them that gave you the same feeling as this man on the stage right here.

Not that the tricks was so difficult or totally unique, but there was a whole other passion for his work. You could see it in his eyes - how he concentrated.

This man up on the stage with the damped lights and cards flowing around from hand to hand was a whole other performer than the ones you had seen as a kid.

Were the kid magicians had been funny, loud and more talkative, this magician was the complete opposite. Serious, all silent, and much more captivating.

You didn't even understand what your eyes were seeing as he kept going with his tricks, there was just too much - yet not enough.

As if a moment had passed the show was over, it was only later you discovered that he had been going for an hour and many of the people around you who weren't as interested as you had left to get cake.

You had sat through the whole performance your arms wrapped around your lifted knees and your eyes round in wonder. Taehyun couldn't help laughing as the lights came back to normal and you were still left in complete admiration.

He wasn't used to get such a good reaction out of people, your reaction had to be the best he had ever seen.

Whereas he had thought he would be forgotten on the stage by all the rich people and he would be bored doing his tricks, it was the total opposite. You had been the best audience he had ever had.

You two were alone in the big hall, all the others had left, but you were still too stunned over the performance.

You had forgotten everything about your ex-boyfriend, your family and your mother with just one performance. The weight of these things which had pushed you to the ground before felt like they were floating away right here in front of this man.

Taehyun found himself curious of you. There had been emotions in your eyes before the performance had begun that he saw from backstage, an annoyance - that annoyance were all gone now.

He walked over to the edge of the stage and sat down letting his legs dangle.

"Enjoyed the show?" He asked a soft smile on his lips.

You stayed silent for what felt like an eternity, yet when it started to become awkward you were quick to respond the first thing coming to your mind.

"Yea, well I haven't been into magic since I was twelve." You said and wanted to facepalm yourself afterwards. You just unintentionally disrespected his field.

"B- but uhm, you were pretty cool up there." You quickly added, and let go of your knees.

Taehyun again got a playful smirk on his face. It was just too funny how he affected you. But somewhere inside him he felt a flutter at your compliment, a flutter which was new to him.

Again silence fell over the two of you, only this time it wasn't uncomfortable. It was as if both of you had to test the waters, get a look at each other.

After a while Taehyun jumped down from the stage and with wide steps walked over to you sitting on the chair.

You were surprised when he reached out his hand for a shake and said.

"I'm Taehyun, nice to meet you." You shook his hand with your own sweaty one.

"Y/N." You mumbled.

"I figured." He replied with a smile and then turned around to walk away in all his mysterious manner.

As if on instinct your body jolted forward off the chair to follow him. You didn't want him to leave, there was something about this man which was new and catching.

"Hey, where are you going?" You asked and walked a few steps before stopping yourself. Why were you this affected by this guy?

"Well, my job is done here, so I'm going to head out." He said as he turned towards you once again a few steps before you. Taehyun felt a drop in him when he looked over at your sad figure when he told you he was going.

"Oh... u-uhm well then I should-" You started with a fake smile and took a few steps back pointing over your shoulder to the rest of your snobby family.

"I mean if you wanna ditch this party-thing, then I'm down to show you some of my favorite places in Vegas."

And here you were, walking around in Vegas with a man you barely knew and still feeling completely safe.

Taehyun had showed you his favorite cafe, his favorite casino and now you were going some place new. The sunny day had turned to a dark night, no stars on the sky because of the city lights.

Your mother had called you at least 50 times when you had sent her a text saying

- "Heading out with MMM, don't be worried, I'm fine."

But of course she worried, she worried so much that you had turned off your phone because you were scared she would track you. You were sickly tired off your mother. She was sweet, and only trying to protect you, but she still treated you like a 15 year old girl and not a 20 year old woman.

Your mother had you at the early age of 19, even then she never seemed to understand you. She was really protective off you, and yet distant.

"You okay?" Taehyun asked as he noticed how you quieted down.

"Yea I'm fine, it's just my mother." You said not looking into his eyes.

You two were walking down a big street with dozens of people, drunk girls, angry men, tourists - every category was there.

You still had a hot cappuccino in hand from the cafe, Taehyun had finished his a long time ago.

"What's up?" He asked looking over at you who were already looking at him.

"I don't wanna ruin the mood with my sad story." You said in a laugh and sipped on the now cold coffee.

You two had such a good vibe going, there was laughing, talking, getting to know each other, it just felt good. If you were to ruin that now you wouldn't forgive yourself.

"But you won't ruin the mood, I'm a good listener trust me." He argued.

Taehyun turned you with him into a smaller and darker alleyway. It was packed with cardboard boxes and big bins. You walked just behind him.

"I do trust you, if I didn't I wouldn't be here." You laughed making him chuckle too.

A little longer into the alleyway he crouched down to one of the cardboard boxes and opened it showing multiple spray cans, cards, and other stuff you didn't know what was.

"Nobody ever botheres to clean these boxes, so it's the perfect hiding spot." He explained taking the spray cans and your hand.

You shivered beside him when he took your hand and lead you with him.

When you reached a staircase in metal going all the way up to the roof of the building you felt excitement go through you. You had never tried things like this, walking around in a city you didn't know and trying things out.

It was fun, an experience you were thankful for.

Taehyun and you walked up through the staircase. The spray cans in his hand rattling.

When you reached the top he let go of your hand letting you walk in front of him.

You were marveled when you reached the top. From the top of this roof there was the perfect view over the city, signs were shining, street lights were blinking and small whispers of shouts could be heard.

Yet there was a quietness up here you didn't know you needed.

On the ground of the roof were multiple graffiti paintings which you knew Taehyun had made.

Behind you Taehyun was standing just as marveled as you, but not because of the city view.

You two had been together for one night and now he for the first time felt like he was at peace. The trouble he had with his parents not wanting him to become a magician was all forgotten when your smile showed.

He wanted you to stay with him.

He didn't know anything about you yet, but for him that was only a part of the good feeling. He had everything to learn about you, what you liked, what your problems was about - everything.

He would never forget when you stumbled over your feet with your newly bought coffee and spilled everything on the ground. He would never forget when you were all star struck when a fan came up to him and asked for a magic trick.

He would never forget now - your hair flowing in the soft waves of the wind, your face lightened up by the view he enjoyed so much, and your eyes sparkeling like the pacific ocean.

"It's so beautiful up here Taehyun." You said and silence again fell over you like a comforting blanket.

When you finally pulled yourself away from the amazing view you went over to the spray cans, taking one up you smiled over to Taehyun.

"Should we make one?" You asked making Taehyun nod with small laugh and shake of his head.

Two minutes later you were on the ground your knees dirty from the dust and gravel, in your hands were a pink spray can. Taehyun was sat beside you a blue spray can in his hands.

"No but seriously I would never ever kiss Jimin from bts." You said with a laugh.

"Why not?! He's handsome." Taehyun argued and sprayed some of the blue besides your pink.

"I guess he's just not my type." You said shrugging your shoulders. Nobody said anything after that as both of you concentrated on the graffiti.

After a while Taehyun broke the silence as he got up to get another color.

"If Jimin is not your type, then what is your type?" He asked and turned away from you as he looked for the right can.

You looked over at him.

"I don't really know... M- maybe dark brown hair, brown deep eyes, sharp features which makes the softest smiles..." You said.

If he knew you were descripting him he didn't show it.

"That does sound like a good type, what about the personality?" He asked still with his back facing you.

"Well, he needs to be loyal first of all, I have had a boyfriend cheat on me that's not going to happen again. Then he needs to be honest, like I want someone to be straightforward honest... Maybe... No I'm not going to say anymore." You said.

"No what were you gonna say as the third thing?" Taehyun asked as he finally found the right spray can.

"It doesn't matter." You said and Taehyun let it go as he sat beside you this time closer.

An hour or two later the painting was finished, and the two of you were standing at the edge of the roof side by side looking over the view of the city. The time had just reached 01:00 am.

"I would never get tired looking at this view." You said as you leaned on the chest-high wall before you.

"Me neither." Taehyun said as he looked at you.

He had never felt this emotion with anyone, the want to know you and be together with you. He have had a lot of beautiful girls come up to him, but no one of them could compare to your beauty.

The way you shined without doing anything.

It angered him to think that the reason you were here was because of a breakup. Whoever the dude was he had been the stupidest to let you go, now you were here with Taehyun, and he wasn't sure he was ever gonna let you go.

You couldn't believe that this was real, this moment with Taehyun - a complete stranger, but a person you were feeling completely safe with as if you had known each other always.

There was just a mystic magical bond between you two.

Even when it was time for you to go back to your hotel you couldn't help hoping he would kiss you goodbye. Just an itcy bitcy tiny kiss, that would really end this night and give it the tittle of your best most emotional-confusing night ever.

Yet when the both of you stood before the hotel, half of your faces cowered by it's shining lights nothing like that happened.

You were about to say something when you were interrupted.

"I really enj-"

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOUNG LADY?!" Your mothers loud voice called as she came racing with big angry steps, it was as if you were a 13 year old girl sneaking out.

You and Taehyun both got shocked as you saw your whole family in the lobby, and your mother in her pyjamas running over to you.

It was clear to anyone that the family inside was whispering about you as they couldn't stop taking judging glances over at you and Taehyun.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW CLOSE I WAS AT CALLING THE POLICE?! HA? ANSWER ME!" She yelled into your face as she tightly grabbed your wrist and pulled you with her to the lobby.

Even as you tried pulling away from her you couldn't, her grib was as tight as a snake's. There was nothing you could do as you were pulled away from Taehyun.

You could hear him yell after you trying to run up to you, but as you turned he was stopped by your mother's guards and before you knew it you were separated.

When your mother finally stopped in her hotel room your wrist had red hand marks on it, and your eyes had glistering tears in them.

"Oh would you stop crying! What the hell were you thinking?! To run away from a gathering made for you, with- with a magician! A scum!" She roared as you went further into the room refusing too look at your mother.

"Not only did you have me worried sick! But for you to be together with such a person! What if the media had found my daughter with a street dog?! What wouldn't that do for my company?! Did you even think?!" She continued as you walked even further away from her with your hands on your head.

You ran over to the roof-high windows to see if you could spot Taehyun down there, after little to no searching you found him by the curbstones. Your mother continued.

"How many times do I have to separate you from low-life scumbags-"

"Wait what...?" You interrupted.

As the realization hit both of you there was complete silence.

Your mother had just confessed something you think she never wanted to confess.

You realized that it was her fault you found your boyfriend cheating on you, probably bribery, she was good at that. It was her who had caused you this pain in the beginning.

And the worst part was that you didn't doubt that it was true, she really had done that, she really had prioritized her idealized perfect life over you and your feelings.

And she would do it again.

"Wait, Y/N, I- I didn't- no, you don't really believe that... that I...?" She stumbled on her words just as she stumbled on her feet when she walked towards you with her hands stretched out.

You took two steps back as you kept your gaze to the ground. Even now you didn't want your mother to see the anger, pain, sadness she had caused you, cause you didn't want her to know anything about your emotions anymore.

"Y/N...-" Her voice broke.

"You're going to let me leave this room. You're not going to call me, and you're not going to call the police after me." The voice that came from your mouth was unfamiliarly cold.

You had to get down to Taehyun, he knew this city better than anyone you knew, maybe he could find you a good hotel which was not too expensive.

"What Y/N? You're ridicules, just stop for a secon-" She said in a laugh, but that only triggered your anger.

"YOU'RE GOING TO LET ME LEAVE THIS ROOM, AND YOU'RE NOT GOING TO CALL ME, ARE WE CLEAR?!" You roared with hatred shuting her up.

She didn't answer and you didn't give her time to as you walked past her and out of the room smacking the door shut.

Out of her presence the emotions you were keeping back finally bursted from you, but still you ran through the hallways decorated in ugly expensive things which had no other function that to look expensive.

When you reached the lobby there was still family members all looking at you with the same judging eyes.

A few 'Y/N are you okay?' was heard as you ran past them as well.

Maybe it was foolish to run away like this, to run away instead of solving your problems, but to be honest you didn't care. You didn't care about solving them, you didn't care if it was foolish or childish, all you cared about was to get back to the stranger you had been with the whole night and make sure he was okay.

When you had him in your blurred view your lips automatically lifted as if they weren't turned down with the weight of your mothers words.

Taehyun was sitting on the curbstone, his face turned down and his arms on his knees.

He was so concerned for you. He hadn't gotten the impression that your mom was so strict. When he talked to her she seemed sweet and balanced, how quickly that impression changed when he saw how her fingers bore into your wrists.

"Taehyun!"

His head shot up as he heard what he swore was your voice.

He stood up the moment he caught you in his view once again. His concern grew when he saw your stained cheeks.

You ran right into his arms and cuddled into him as you cried.

On the street of Vegas you were standing with Taehyun and crying your eyes out as he pressed you into him for comfort. His hand were calmly stroking your hair as the other was placed on your back.

"I'm so s- sorry I dragged you into this mess." You said but he only shushed you down as he started rocking you left and right as a calming wave.

"Don't apologize. It's not your fault. Y/N you're an adult you can make your own decision. This is your mothers fault for not realizing." He said.

You nodded listening to his words. It was true what he said.

After some time when you had calmed down you let go of the hug and dried your eyes. You laughed at the situation making Taehyun shake his head with a light chuckle too.

"I hate to burden you, but you don't happen to know a cheap hotel I can stay at do you?" You asked hesitatingly.

Taehyun smiled before he walked in a direction and gestured for you to go with him.

"You can stay with me."

He said so casually that you thought you heard wrong, but when you asked again to make sure he just chuckled and nodded.

The travel to Taehyuns hotel wasn't long, in fact it was rather short. Suddenly there was just silence between you two as you stood inside his hotel room.

In ways it looked like the one you had ran away from, the same view over the city, the same design, yet this was in some way homely and much more sincere.

But maybe that was just because Taehyun was in here with you.

As he showed you around a long yawn left you making the man in front of you chuckle once again.

"Tired? You can take the bed, I'll sleep on the couch." He said.

"Thank you, could I borrow a shirt? Like to sleep in?" You asked as you looked down at your own clothes.

When he had found a shirt for you and you had put it on, choosing to only wear that and your underwear, you two spent the last time of the night outside on the balcony talking.

Talking freely and sincerely with each other like you had done the whole night.

The next three weeks went by quicker than you had expected after all that had happened with your mother. You knew it was thanks to Taehyun.

Taehyun had really been there for you in ways you wouldn't ever have expected from a stranger. He always made sure to talk to you, laugh with you so you wouldn't get into your head. He noticed how you often did that - overthought.

You were slowly noticing things about him as well. How he always seemed to want the truth more than anything else, or how he was often serious yet so childish.

Taehyun was a good guy, a really good guy, a guy which you couldn't get out of your head. Especially after you saw him boxing in the hotels fitness.

Holy god, that wasn't a boy, Taehyun was a man with actual skills at boxing.

You knew today was the day that your family was going home, it was planned that you were to go with them, but last night you called one of your trusted aunties and told her you wouldn't be going.

That auntie was the only one you knew you could trust. She had always been a hopeless romantic, always asking you when you would find your Romeo.

Now that you were with an actual guy who didn't cheat on you, she would be more than pleased to help you.

She was coming with your bags and suitcase today, then afterwards you would have to figure something out, one thing was for sure though - you were not going back home with your mother.

You were in the kitchen making some late lunch when the door ringed. Taehyun was out. He said he wanted to clear his head before you had to go. Both of you had been affected by the fact that you would have to go.

You had yet to tell him you would be staying, you wanted to surprise him.

"Hey auntie." You said lightly as you opened the door. She walked in with your suitcase a big smirk on her face.

"Y/N! How are you? Doing good with little Mr. magician?" She asked a knowing smile on her face. Not only was she the romantic in your family, she was also the youngest of your aunties, only eleven years older than you.

You had always loved talking with her, now was no exception.

"Auntie! He's so great!" You squealed finally letting your emotions regarding Taehyun run wild.

"Tell me everything!" She said as you two went over to the couch after you helped her place your suitcase in your room.

And you two talked for almost two hours before she had to leave to reach the plane.

Taehyun was still not home, you were questioning if he was even planning on saying goodbye to you.

Or maybe he was caught up in something and couldn't make it. No matter what, it was a bit disappointing to watch as the hands of the clock clicked on.

When Taehyun finally came home the time was 11 pm, and you were almost sleeping on the couch.

Yet when you heard the door open and close and a big heavy sigh being let out you felt clear as light.

From the hallway you could hear small sobs, and there you knew that this thing between you and him was maybe not just one-sided.

Taehyun was sincerely sad that you were going, not that he hadn't told you that, but he was actually crying for you.

You couldn't wait anymore.

"Taehyun?" You asked carefully from the couch.

The hallway dropped to dead silence - you couldn't even hear him breathe. Then all of a sudden you could hear him run to the living room while saying your name, almost in destress.

"Y/N?.. Y/N? Is that you?!"

You stood up from the couch the moment he reached the living room. Taehyun looked so beautiful standing there in front of you.

"Wh- I thought you were... How?" He said in relief as he took big steps towards you.

Taehyun opened his arms and ran into you spinning you around and almost triping on his feet. Hearing you laugh into his ear was so comforting when he just thought he lost you.

After the spinning around Taehyun hugged you into him.

"I decided that there was more for me here than there, so I'm staying. I'm staying with you, if you want that?" You stated.

Taehyun knew his smile looked like he was totally baffled, because he was, in the best way ever.

"If I want you to stay... ? I always want you to stay, I want to know everything about you Y/N, I want to make the best memories with you, I want to love you." He said overwhelmed by emotions he wasn't used to.

Never had he felt so home, as when he was with you. You were comfort, honesty, safety - everything.

And he only knew you for three weeks. Whenever that was three years he would look back to this moment, just to reflect on how much you two accomplished together.

You two weren't hugging anymore, yet none of you let go of the other, Taehyuns hands were around your waist and your hands around his nape.

Your eyes shined in the darkness, reflecting every emotion and giving them color.

He couldn't stop his eyes from looking down at your lips, those soft pillows - he wanted to taste them, to guide them.

Taehyun lowered his head to you. Your lips met on the halfway, finally connecting them you grabbed his nape tighter pushing him down to you.

Your lips played a game, a game called love. He was soft, letting you set the pace, yet his way of kissing you was so passionate.

You could feel the hands on your waist go up to your cheeks, holding you closer to him.

His soft lips playing against yours was like a perfect puzzle finally making the whole picture make sense.

When you two broke away from each other to catch your breaths it was with chuckles of euphoria. He connected his forehead to yours and looked into your eyes.

"I don't ever want you to leave me Y/N. I need you with me." His words came out as desperate rasps.

"I won't leave, not ever." You answered back.

He pulled you into him again, kissing you with even more passion this time a bit stronger as well.

When he pulled away it was only to hug you, and you accepted, you would always accept when it came to this handsome non-stranger, cause you knew that Taehyun wasn't just a stranger anymore.

He was the mystic magic man.

Summery: Your insecurities rise as your boyfriend becomes more and more distant. Maybe he just needs some space? Paring: Boyfriend!Kim Taehyung x Reader Genre: Fanfiction, Romance || Angst, fluff. | est relationship Word Count: 2.6 k Warning: Little angsty, insecurities about the relationship. ‣ A/N: My first request, let's see how this goes, hope you like it (:

Your beating heart would always no matter what beat just a tad bit faster whenever your boyfriend walked past you.

His brown eyes the worlds prettiest art in your opinion. You just loved how they always looked at everything with a new take. He saw the world through another filter, which you deeply loved.

Yet it seemed that same eyes never looked to long in your direction.

You had tried everything there was to try in the ‘how to be a good girlfriend’ book and it didn’t work.

You had tried cooking his favorite dishes, get him to talk about his hobbies, Hell! you even tried dressing up! Dressing in a floral dress which you knew Taehyung would like even though you didn’t like it on your body.

He was still not communicating with you.

And you felt it, each late afternoon when he got home from work whereas you had been home studying for your final year in university. He never greeted you like you greeted him. He always walked past you right into your shared bedroom where he would sleep with his back facing you.

You’ll admit that Taehyung hasn’t always been the most clingy boyfriend or most talkative guy, but it had gotten worse over time.

And now you had reached a point where you were starting to doubt if he even loved you.

Over the phone:

“I just don’t know what to do anymore Jimin, he’s always so cold, he never says anything always just walks past me as if I’m not here.”

- “Y/N, listen to me. Taehyung loves you, trust me. It’s probably just work, you know he takes his photography very seriously.”

“But still Jimin... What if I did something wrong? Maybe I insulted him in some way? Or what if- what if he doesn’t love me anymore?” You voice quivered into the phone making the man on the other side sigh.

- “Y/n just trust me okay? Taehyung does love you. I’m sure he didn’t mean to seem distant. Just go talk to him instead of ranting to me.”

Were you ranting? Was Jimin being tired of you too? You’re sure Jimin didn’t mean it like that, yet in your already vulnerable state you couldn’t help the thought going through your head.

“Yea you’re right Jimin, I’ll go now. See you later.” And you ended the call before he could answer back.

You were sitting in yours and Taes blue couch, a Kdrama in the background and the plush blanket your mother had gifted you in your lap.

Old pictures of you and Taehyung decorated the soft green walls of your apartment. You two looked so happy on those old photos, just like every new couple who were still in that puppy love phase.

You were all finished with your studies for the day so that gave you lots of time to overthink every little thing.

Taehyung and you met each other back in high school. You had seen him at a party and in your drunken confidence walked up to him and gotten his number.

The next day you had invited him to a coffee date where you discovered that he didn't even like coffee.

That seemed like it was decades ago.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard the door open and a tired Taehyung came in.

“You’re home early.” You stated with a smile as you pulled the blanket off your lap and got up to greet him.

“Mhm. Got done early.” He said not looking at you and walked past your outstretched arms.

You wanted to cry as you were left in a puddle of your own loneliness, but you kept it cool.

“What do you want for dinner? I was thinking an easy kimchi ste-“ you started and turned back to your boyfriend, but Taehyung interrupted you.

“Don’t bother, I’ll just take an instant ramen." He said and went to the kitchen leaving you with sunken shoulders once again.

You sat down, wrapping the soft blanket even closer to your body in an attempt to comfort yourself. It worked in some sense, yet it would have been so much better with your boyfriends strong arms around you and his fingers tracing your arms.

The drama in front of you was at this point only confusing you with all the missing things you hadn't watched.

You could hear Taehyung mumble to himself from the kitchen. You stood up and walked towards the kitchen, you didn't like being alone.

It the relationship you had always been the clingy one, it was often you who started conversations or kissed him. Whenever he started something you would jump in excitement.

Were you truly getting to clingy for him? Maybe he was suffocating in the relationship. That was the last thing you wanted.

When you reached the small kitchen you immediately went to Taehyung back-hugging him. He didn't lean into you, he didn't shake you away, there was just no reaction from him.

You let go and walked in front of him placing yourself in between him and the kitchen counter.

Taehyung was looking down at his phone with a deep frown placed between his eyebrows, and his jaw scrunched in a tight hold. It was clear that he was angry.

You softly tickled him with a chuckle trying to cheer him up, but he wafted you away without looking up from that damn phone. You both heard the ding from the kettle - this time with Taehyung looking up and walking over to his food.

And then again he left you as he had finished the making of his food.

It was certain now. He was really showing you every sign there was to show, he didn't want to be with you. He didn’t even try to hide the obvious.

You didn't know what to do with this information. You couldn't give up on your relationship, you simply loved him too much and was way to selfish for that.

But staying like this was too hurtful. Your heart couldn't take any more rejections.

Then an idea popped into your head. If Taehyung really was strangled by your clingy behavior then you would have to give him space.

Maybe with space he would come back to himself. And with that thought in mind you made a rule for yourself. You couldn't be as touchy and sticky as you have been, Tae needed air to breathe, and you would give him the air.

Days later nothing had changed between you two. There was still a growing distance, as the earth sliding away from the sun.

You had really tried your hardest to give your boyfriend the space he needed. You stopped texting him every minute and stopped jumping onto him whenever you saw him.

It didn't seem to work, you doubted he even noticed your attempts at making things work out.

Taehyung had in fact noticed your change in behavior. You didn't greet him when he came home from work, never asked what he wanted to eat, and you didn't hug or kiss him as much.

He wondered what had happened since you stopped. Yet he had a feeling it was his fault. Taehyung had never been as good as you to express his feelings - he knew that.

But he had never thought that his lack of expression would make you turn into exactly that - expressionless.

He didn't like the way your relationship were going, or how you were starting to change yourself. He knew it was his fault, yet he didn't know what he could do to get you back to yourself.

Currently you two were sat on each side of the couch seeing some drama you had put on before he came home. It wasn't awkward between you, yet it wasn't comfortable either.

Once again his phone buzzed, and you watched as a new deep frown was put on his face.

The next few days was the same. That weird atmosphere in the air between you.

Taehyung now really missed the old you. There was no light to his day if he didn't have your hugs to look forward to, or your concern for him, or your resecuring smiles.

He wanted you to tell him it was okay, that everything would be good.

Taehyung was the only one of you with an income at the moment which he didn't have any problem with, he knew it was hard to finish university, he could see that on the bags under your eyes.

But sometimes he was really stressed knowing he was responsible if the rent wasn't paid. Or if there wasn't food on the table.

At the same time there was so much drama at his work. There was a new boss who was a pain in the ass, always trying to tell him how to take his pictures, and always trying to make him work when he was officially off.

That was why he just wanted to come home to your hugs. To your beautiful soul pulling him into the universe called you.

You on the other hand was almost dying by the hand of your own doubt. Was he really done with you? He hadn't done anything to get your attention, you don't even think he noticed how you tried to please him.

Tonight you had gone to bed early. You couldn't stop thinking about Taehyung.

Why was it so hard for you when you were partners? It shouldn't be like this.

Maybe he just wanted to end it, but was pitying you to much to actually do it.

With these thoughts running around in your head you were so certain that they were true when you heard Taehyungs voice for what felt like the first time in months.

"Y/N... We need to talk." He spoke softly as you turned around to face him and sat up on the bed.

You couldn't look up in his eyes, not when you knew he was annoyed by you and wanted to end your relationship, not when your own eyes were filled with emotions you'd rather want saved for yourself.

"W- what do you wanna talk about?" You stammered out playing with your fingers.

You could feel and hear him walk closer to the bed. He sat down in front of you on the purple bed covers.

"Y/N, look at me plea- please." His voice broke making your eyes turn upwards to look at him.

When you saw his eyes too filled with emotions you wanted to cry out. For the first time in a while you could read him, you could make out his words without him having to tell you.

His fingers sneaked over your hands and took them into a tight hold.

"We need to talk about us." He said immediately causing anxiety to rush through your blood.

"U- us? What do you mean?" You didn't want to make assumptions, but it sounded just like what you had feared these past few days.

You looked down once again, this time with your eyes retreating with tears in them. You really didn't want to lose Taehyung. He was the star showing you the way, without him there was nothing.

Taehyung even though a little withdrawn had always been a big support, always telling you to go for what you wanted. It was his fault that you hadn't ended up working on a tankstation, but actually found something to do with your life.

"I mean that there's been this t-tension between us, a- and I feel like that's my fault." He said which made you look up.

When he saw the tears in your eyes he understood that it defiantly was his fault. As if second nature he moved closer to you and took your frame into his strong hold.

It only caused more tears to fall when he finally showed the emotions you had been longing for. Finally there was comfort from your boyfriend.

"I- it's not your fault Taehyung. I k-know that you're not t- too fond of deep emotions and I've b- been too clingy.-" Your sobbing voice stopped when you were interrupted by Taehyung.

"Y/n stop. You have never been too clingy, I've been too distant, and I'm sorry. I never meant to make you doubt yourself. Y/N, your hugs, your greetings, everything you do is the things that keeps me going." He expressed making you fall silent in his arms, listening to him as he caressed the soft crown of your head.

"I've never been good with feelings, or with expressing them. But I do know that the feelings I feel towards you is the strongest and best things I've ever felt. Please, don't distance yourself from me." There was a new desperation in his voice, which you hadn't heard from him before. Yet it was nice to know that it existed.

"Tae... I only distanced myself because I thought that was what you would want." You admitted softly smiling as you suddenly realized that everything was going to be okay.

"Now why would you do that? I need you as you are! Nothing less." He laughed softly stroking your hair.

"It was just... You stopped hugging me back and whenever I would ask what you wanted to eat you would take an instant ramen instead. It hurt. So I thought you needed some space." You said as you could feel Taehyung slow his movements.

He didn't look at you knowing you were right, he had been more distant that usually, but he never realized it himself. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been for taking your care for granted.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I don't know why I've been so distant, I think it could be because of work, I have this new boss and he's so awful. Whenever I came home I was still too angry to hug you and I didn't want to burden you with making food to me when you've been studying." He explained.

You looked up at him with serious eyes hugging his arms closer to you and falling back into his stomach.

"Tae you need to say things like that! I'm your girlfriend, if you wanna rant to be about your shitty boss then you do that! Don't think too much about my studies, I'm home all day anyways so my life gets quite boring, I could use the drama." You scolded with a smile on your face, a smile which was contagious as Taehyung too softly laughed pulling both of you down to the soft mattress.

"Besides I love cooking for you. Don't think it's a burden for me, I really-... do enjoy it." You said a yawn rudely interrupting you.

Taehyung scoffed looking down at your form.

"Tired?" He asked as he tangled his legs with yours. You would've made a big thing out of it, if you weren't so tired.

"Yeah..." You said your eyes softly closing and opening.

"Nap-time?" His voice dropped a few octaves only lulling your further into dreamland, with him being the main character in your world.

"Mhm... sounds like the perfect idea."

You felt his arms letting go only to pull the plushy covers over you and himself, when they again found their spot on your waist he pulled you closer burring his head into your neck.

It would have surprised you how touchy he was, normally you would be doing these things, but you were too tired, too worn out by the rush of anxiety you had felt during yours and Taehyungs conversation to notice the surprise.

Fairly before your eyes closed and your mind wandered off you heard Taehyungs soft whispers.

"Sorry I was so distant, I love you Y/N."

Hi! Finally, finally got to post again! It's been so long and I am really thankful and sorry for you who waited patiently. I love to write so much and I was so afraid in a period because I lost all strength to write. But isn't that just life sometimes?

I have some good news, I'm starting to look more into txt. I remember when they first came out I actually at that time tried getting into them, but failed as I myself was really new to kpop at that time and I was already hooked on Nct, which I dare say is a really big group with lots to keep track of.

Now that Bts is going to take a small break and all that I have more time to other things as well as them, so I decided it was time to really give txt a chance. I haven't really talked about bts taking a break, but at first I was so much in denial that I couldn't even talk about it with myself. I've come to accept it now and I'm so happy that the guys are confident enough in us to actually take this break and know we will still be there when they come back.

Now another thing that I can't believe. Astros Moonbin. I didn't follow Astro very much, but I am so sorry on every Arohas way. It is a tragedy and I was so shocked when I saw the news I started crying. I can't imagine what Arohas are going through right now. I hope Moonbin rest in peace, and I wish his family, his members and all of his fans the best.

If there are anyone who wants to just rant about anything, about Moonbin, about Bts, about anything - doesn't need to be about kpop or music, it can be about anything, then my dms are open. I will listen to everything.

And that was it for today, a happy and very sorrowful update. I hope all of you have the best time. <3

Summary; You always thought it was your fault what happened that night, but when you find out what really happened and that something much bigger is going on it brings you closer to the one you thought you lost. 

Paring: Panther shapeshifter Jimin X Peregrine falcon shapeshifter f!reader. | E2L

Genre: Fanfiction, romance, Fantasy. || Angst, Fluff. | ROYAL AU

Word count: 16k

Warnings: It’s a war, so lots of fighting - also against Jimin. Mentions of blood, killing, torturing, manipulating. We’re talking wounds to the bones here. Very chaotic in a way. Reader is a confused mess, yet strong lady. Jimin is pretty mean at the beginning.  

Spotify Playlist: Here. 

‣ A/N: Hi, so I’ve had this story in my drafts for soooo... long! I picked up on it a while ago and it took me some time to find out which way I wanted to go with it. But here we are! I want to be honest with you and say that I’m not very good at keeping a blog, and it takes me some time, lots of time actually to write stories, but I’m practicing to write faster and better. With that being said I’m always up for a chat, and I hope you like this story!  Love from the author. <3

This was the moment.

Your moment.

Your soldiers moment.

The moment you had spent months on planning. Every detail was set and the thirst for victory had never been stronger.

It was strange, a war between two different shape-shifting races.

One being birds of prey; your kind.

The other being all cat animals you could think of. From the smallest lynx to the biggest lion; Jimins kind.

Shapeshifters were always friendly, keeping to themselves in the background. Compared to other creatures as dragons and elves shapeshifters were very calm.

But this field only showed that there were layers to things.

Jimin stood at least 40 meters away from you, his black triangle ears ever so slightly moving at small sounds you couldn’t hear.

Even if he was that far away you could still see every detail of him. His black strands of hair, his nose twisting, his golden skin, his lips…

Every detail on him was clear for your sight to see, cause even if he had the best smell and hearing of the two of you, your kind had amazing sight.

This moment was the silence before the storm. The only thing to be heard was the howling wind impatiently telling you to attack.

You turned your eyes to the right side seeing your soldiers start to shift into all sorts of birds, hawks, eagles even owls. They were bigger than normal birds with the human genes in their dna.

You sighed as you too shifted into your animal. With your big wings you calmly flew higher into the sky were you had the advantage.  

You could feel all the cat eyes follow you like shadows follow at your feet. It was somehow giving you more confidence, you couldn’t help the smirk that reached your lips.

You soon made eye contact with the one and only Jimin. He had too changed form into his mighty black panther. 

Your good sight caught everything about him - the muscles underneath his fur, how they clenched and unclenched, his claws poking through his heavy fur layered paws, his eyes trying to catch up with what you were seeing, how his pupils extended just the slightest when he realized the eye contact.  

He was overwhelming. 

It was a rare sight, black panther shifters are rare and also extremely powerful, you didn’t linger on why Jimin was king of the cats.

But you were powerful yourself.

When you hovered about 24 meters in the air you howled and spread your abnormal big wings. 

When Jimin saw your peregrine falcon in the air he began hissing soon turning to growling. The other cats followed him.

Not even a second after their growls you howled and dove towards the ground. Your claws were out, ready to grab one of the cats and rib them apart.

The birds had a big advantage. They could start the attack. Jimin and his cats wouldn’t be able to reach you in the air, the only thing they could was to defend themselves and try to snap out after you.

When you reached the cats, claws out, you had the first cat in your grab. A cheetah at that - cheetahs were very hard to catch as they were extremely fast.

The cheetah snapped after your claws, wings, everything that would result in you letting go, but it couldn’t reach you.

You bended down to bite at its neck, you knew exactly which nerve to bite to let it faint in your grasp.

You didn’t enjoy killing, never had, therefore you agreed with your soldiers to only knock them out.

Dropping the cheetah to the ground you took a look at how it went for your soldiers. There were some down trying to fight them on the ground, you were worried for them. They didn’t have the advantage.

You dove into the fight faster than the eyes could travel with you, no one saw it coming. You let out a squeak.

Your bird enjoyed setting her claws in flesh. You didn’t hunt often which annoyed her very much.

You got a grip at two cats one being smaller and a regular cat, the other being a white tiger. Wait, you knew that tiger.

Jimins right hand man. Taehyung.

You could also feel the struggle with the tiger knowing he would be much more trained than the others.

You were quick to let the cat become unconscious and drop it, it was another story with the tiger.

The tiger snapped much more than the others and nearly got you many times. He was wriggling so much in your grab that it was becoming difficult for you to keep a straight phase, you nearly hit the ground many times.

You knew there was no good ending to this, you were too close to the ground and Taehyung wouldn’t let you bite into his neck.

You were about to drop him and find another prey when you felt it.

You let out a defeating howl knowing this wasn’t good. Sharp claws were boring into your back pulling you down and smashing you to the ground.

The moment you hit the ground you heard your birds howl for you. You could hear them losing. This wasn’t good, you needed to win it meant everything.

The only way was to take out the leader.

And just as the thought crossed you saw a big black paw pinning you to the ground you were so awfully lying on.

Your weakness showed when you turned back into human, some of your animal features still present, such as the long claws on your hand, and feathers broke through your skin here and there.

When a shifter couldn’t keep their shift it was because they were tried, which was weakness.

You felt his breath on your neck feathers. Only a bite and you would be dead, it was so fascinating to him.

Jimin was arrogant not believing in your power. He never had believed in your power, not since childhood. He hadn’t even made a real plan for this fight knowing he would win.

But arrogance kill.

In the blink of an eye you had gathered all your energy and you made an attack.

Flipping around, your sharp claws tore over his face. You saw blood drip from his chin when he roared and threw himself away from you.

Taehyung beside you didn’t hesitate before jumping in, but you outsmarted him and dodged away from him with ease before letting your claws sink into his leg.

He roared too kicking you away from him.

Your own back was hurting. The ten claw marks on your back had opened up for blood and you could feel it drip down from your back.

You could see that Taehyung was hurting surely not coming back for more, it was another story with the panther in front of you.

He growled, eyes filled with hate and blood as he began circling around you.

“Come on Jimin..” you whispered waiting for his attack.

The air was filled with anticipation, this was the final battle between you two, a battle which had been going on for a decade. If he lost it would mean victory, but if you lost it would mean death.

Jimin let out an amused growl hearing you whisper at him. He liked being the one to start the attack.

“Come on Jimin..” You said again this time with more annoyance in your tone.

You were literally getting dizzy turing around yourself like this… but maybe that was his plan?

You stopped turning with him instead using all of your senses:

Hearing, smelling, felling, tasting and seeing.

You were strongest in seeing, but a second place would be feeling, you could feel every movement around you, also Jimins. 

So it didn’t surprise you when he finally launched out to attack your back.

You dodged by turning to your right and Jimin was left with nothing between his claws as he had hoped.

It made him growl feeling the emptiness in his paws.

It didn’t take two seconds before he again launched at you, this time in front of you.

You dodged with ease again almost bursting into laughter seeing his struggles.

It was as if you were playing with a kitten. It was annoying him how little care you gave into it, but still managed to dodge him, and it made his anger stronger.

Anger which he used precious energy on.

This time when he jumped at you again claws out and teeth sharp you only fell to the ground and watched as he jumped right over you.

But playtime was over.

Instead of not attacking back this time you let your claws sink into him while he jumped over you resulting in them cutting him open.

His growl turned weak, but still the anger was now keeping him up as the only thing.

He attacked again but with all the weakness in his body for tiring himself you didn’t even need to dodge.

Taking a grip around his paw you smashed him to the ground. He didn’t resist, he couldn’t find the energy.

You ended it by letting you claw find the place where he would faint and the moment he did, his cats stopped fighting and your birds won.

“Your majesty!”

You looked up to see your medical doctor who was also your really good friend run over to you.

He had noticed the claw marks on your back and was already trying his best to stitch them up before you would pass out from the loss of blood.

“Hoseok! Glad you’re here.”

“Yea yea, but I can’t help much if we don’t get you back to the castle.” 

Hoseok and you had grown up together on the castle. Hoseok had been a village boy who worked his way up as he was studying medical records, and as he was only a few years older than you a friendship quickly bloomed between you.

He too was a shapeshifter like all who lived in your kingdom, his bird being a hawk.

“We’ll take Jimin with us, the rest will be handled by Seokjin. I need to try and get some informations from Jimin before we deliver him to Seokjin.” You commanded.

Before you knew it, you were back to your own beloved kingdom. You and your soldiers walked in the little village just before the castle, you saw many familiar faces greet you with respect.

Everyone was relieved that you had won, cause if not it would have meant destruction for your part of the shapeshifting country, and that was something you couldn’t bear.

The war had been going on between you and Jimin for many years. Jimin hated you and you hated Jimin, he was arrogant, selfish and whenever you met he would insult you.

As the queen of the bird-shifters you weren’t used to insults and you didn’t take them easily. 

But this battle was not just about Jimin stepping over line by disrespecting your part of the shapeshifting realm, Jimin was starting to interfere with vampires. This was alarming, and not only to you, but to the other shapeshifters as well. 

Vampires and shapeshifters had been in war for over centuries, people often thought of the war between vampires and werewolves, and werewolves so happened to be part off shapeshifters. 

Shapeshifters no matter the race had always been against vampires and their ways of being extreme in torturing, manipulating and killing. You yourself loathed vampires, they had taken more of your people than any other race had. Whenever you thought of vampires it would bring back memories you were trying your hardest to forget. 

This was why it had alarmed the shapeshifter community that one of their own was starting to interact with vampires. It was documented with spies that Jimin had talked with vampires on shapeshifter ground, and that was very illegal. 

You were alarmed, because you didn’t understand his motives behind it, Jimin was the last person who would be interfering with them.

 A meeting had been held between your kingdoms, there were five in all with Jimins. But the meeting had been held with only four kingdoms.  

Your kingdom, Felan. The sea creatures kingdom, Havini. The reptile kingdom, Josumi. And then the biggest kingdom known as Tefany, the biggest cause it was really just a mix of creatures. 

Tefany had races from every corner of the world, and they made sure to brag about that, but you didn’t blame them for that, you blamed their king, Seokjin, he always loved to brag about his kingdom.  

The meeting had been held in Tefany without Jimins or his kingdom’s, Valsinto, knowledge. It was Seokjin who had called all of you for he saw just like you how Jimin was starting to rule. 

“I have called you all here because we need to discuss Valsinto’s status.” He had started as you all were seated at a round table. 

“Is something happening with Valsinto?” Selina, the queen of Havini had asked, her voice small compared to her fierce killer whale shapeshift. You had witnessed how her anger could burst out of her making her one of the most dangerous shapeshifters in water. 

She besides you was the only women to rule over a kingdom. 

 “I’m afraid Jimin is starting to become a threat to all of us.” Seokjin had stated. 

“What do you mean? Jimin is only a threat towards Felan.” The ruler of Josumi, Yoongi, had remarked his split eyes looking over at your form. 

“I’m afraid that is not the case anymore.” Seokjin had replied with a sigh. 

“Jimin is interfering with vampires.” When Seokjin stated that the two others gasped with fierce looks in their eyes. No one was allowed to meddle with vampires, that was the law of peace between the shapeshifter kingdoms. 

You were the only one not surprised, not scared, when Seokjin had stated the meetings reason. The other two turned to you and it was Yoongi who stood up and raised his voice. 

“You knew about this, Ms. Y/N?!” His eyes shifting color as his split tongue came out in a sneer. 

Your own nails grew relentlessly as your anger took over. You and your race had always been treated with little to no respect from the other kingdoms. They had never liked the way your kind observed instead of talked, unlike Jimin and his kind, his talking and charming person had convinced the others. 

The cats and birds had been at war since your teenage years, there had never been any help from the other shapeshifters. 

“As you yourself pointed out Mr. Namjoon, Valsinto has always been a threat to Felan, you can only expect me to have spies on Jimin.” Even in your anger you kept your cool, there was a slight venom in your tongue, but nothing which would rile the situation up even more.  

“But why didn’t you share your information with us, Ms. Y/N?” Again Selinas small voice quivered. 

“I don’t see why Felan should bow for your kingdoms when there has never been respect for our kingdom as deserved.” You answered shuting them all. 

It was Seokjin who broke the silence. 

“Ms. Y/N is right.” His voice broke as he looked down from you gaze. 

“We have never had respect, none of us has had respect for any of the five Kingdoms, especially Felan has been treated poorly. I want to give you my deepest apologizes, and thereby offer my cooperation. We need to stop Jimin from being manipulated by the vampires, and we need to do it fast.” 

At the meeting it had been decided that your kingdom would lead the fight against Valsinto as it was your people who had experience at fighting against the cat shapeshifters. 

There were more reasons to it, you had requested to lead the fight because you had to figure out Jimins motives, his planning. You were in war with Jimin, but you knew him, he wouldn’t meddle with vampires at his own will. but also because you felt as if you had something to prove, your kingdom, and you as a leader had to prove that your people were strong. 

You needed to prove to the others that you had earned enough respect. 

As you walked the hallways of your castle you felt yourself getting dizzy. The bandgade Hoseok had made was drenched in your blood. You felt yourself fumble as you took a turn in the hallways. 

“Your majesty!” Hoseok immediately ran up to you and held your arm in support. 

“Take Jimin to the dungeon... Hoseok will lead me to the nursering hall.” You muttered to the guards behind you.

They walked past you as you leaned on Hoseok. Not even a step further you felt yourself faint from the lose of blood and a whisper of Hoseoks voice could be heard in the back of your mind.  

When you awoke it was to the sun shining through the window at the furthest wall in the room. At first you felt no pain, but that quickly changed as you tried to sit up. 

“You need to be careful Y/N.” Hoseok said as he pushed you down again. 

“Your wounds are healing well, but you lost a lot of blood it will take some time for your system to adapt to that.” He explained while mixing herbs in a mortar.   

“And Jimin? Did he awake yet?” 

“Yes, he woke up the day before yesterday.” Hoseok answered making you flinch, how long had you been out?

“How long have I been sleeping?” You asked turning towards Hoseok who was still fidgeting with the herbs.

“Three days.” He mumbled. 

“Three days?! I have to get up, the others will want Jimin in their custody.” You exclaimed as you stood up, for a moment the world spun around you and you fell to the bed again. 

“Y/N! You have to stay in bed and let your body heal!” 

“Hoseok, I agreed with Seokjin and the others that Jimin would be transferred to Josumi, 6 days after we got him. I have to see him.” You sighed and ruffled your already messy hair. 

“And? Isn’t that good then we don’t have to worry about him.” Hoseok stated as his herbs were finally done. He turned you so your back was facing him, and started smearing the mix onto your wounds. You almost moaned when the cold mix touched your skin immediately relaxing it. 

“Hoseok you know Josumi’s ways with people they deem traitors, they tortur them. If Jimin goes to Josumi it would mean even more chaos. Jimin would feel betrayed and he would make sure a war would start. I can’t let him go to Josumi.” You muttered in a small voice. You felt Hoseok slow his movements behind you. A sigh left you when you knew what Hoseok was going to say.

“Don’t tell me... Y/N? Do you still have feelings for the guy?” He asked his voice quiet.

You stayed quiet before Hoseok, not knowing how to answer. Did you have feelings for Jimin? You didn’t know, all you knew was that Jimin would not be going to Josumi. Josumi was a warm place filled with deserts of sand, and no places to hide. Jimins kind was not meant to be in an environment like that. Further more Yoongi was known to be a fair yet ruthless ruler, if he deemed someone unworthy of his time or trust he would make sure to find that persons weakest link and use it against them.

Even though Jimin had disrespected your kind, your pride and your feelings, you never wanted the things going on in Josumi to happen to him.  

“Y/N, he betrayed you, he used your feelings against you! How can you still care about him when he doesn't deserve you?!” Hoseok ranted behind you while fuming around in the room. 

You couldn’t blame Hoseok for being angry with you. It had been him who had seen you the queen of birds of prey at your worst, he had comforted you the night Jimin had made sure to tear you apart. 

Jimin and you had known each other much longer than most people knew about. Your fathers had been good friends when you were younger. They often met in Tefany where they would put you and Jimin together to practice your training skills. You grew up each summer in Tefany with Jimin by your side. And each summer each of you bloomed even more. You were always so impatient for the summer break where your father would take you to Tefany and you could see your beloved friend, and crush. 

You remember the long summer days with practice in the rose filled garden, and Jimins loving smiles. And the nights where you two would shift to your animals and run wild in the beautiful nature. 

You also remember the summer where everything crashed, you were 17 then, Jimin 18. 

“Jimin! What’s happening?!” You asked as you ran up to the fuming boy. The guards from the palace had woken you up and hurried you out of the castles walls. They had dragged you to the garden filled with roses of different colors where you found Jimin racing around. 

“You let them right to us!!” Jimin roared at you his eyes turning yellow in the evenings darkness. 

“W- what are you talking about?” Your voice quivered. You had never seen Jimin this upset before, his hair messy and his eyes filled hate. You would be lying if you said you weren’t scared. 

“The vampires! They are inside now! You let them to us when you insisted on taking that evening walk!!” Jimin shouted walking up to you and pushing you into a rose bush. Their thorns bore into your skin, you whimpered in pain and quickly fiddled out of the bush.

“What..? But we always take evening walks. I- I-” Childish tears of broken love rushed to the surface of your eyes and spilled on your blood kissed cheeks. 

“I told you we should stay at the castle tonight! That there have been rurmors of vampires! And now look what you have done!!” Jimin had never looked at you like that, hate filed eyes just like the thorns in your skin. 

“Y/N!” You heard your father’s secure voice yell as he came running from the castle with a few guards. You ran to his embrace crying into his shoulder. He didn’t know the true reason for your tears, only you and Jimin knew. 

“My father?!” Jimin begged, and you felt your father’s embrace loosen as he looked over at the young boy’s hoping eyes.

“Jimin... H- he didn’t make it.” 

That summer changed everything between you two, and your kingdoms. Jimins hatred towards you started wars. He was the new king of Valsinto, and only two years later when your father died you became queen of Felan. 

Your pasts were unknown to the people, but between you two it was the reason for the wars between your kingdoms. The other rulers never understood what had started the obstacles between two well held kingdoms, suddenly there were just two rulers who hated each other. 

Your biggest fear was for people to discover your past. That you were the reason for a kings death. And even if you had been told to not believe those words you could not stop believing in them. 

It was your fault that Jimins soul was broken, and you were afraid to try and do anything about it. You hated him, and you hated yourself.

He had made sure to let the other kingdoms know that the reason behind the wars was you. He never told them anything about the night, only that you were the reason for it all. 

You were done believing that you were at fault. And you were even more done being afraid of your past, it was time to embrace it. 

On the nursing bed your tears spilled from your eyes just like that night so many years ago. 

Hoseok sat down beside you and patted your arms. His anger always vanished when he saw his friend’s tears. 

You had spent many years believing Jimins words, because you cared for him. It was that care that broke you over and over again. 

He was blinded by his anger, he needed something to punch, and you so happened to be his punching bag. 

but you were done being a punching bag, you were a proud creature, you weren’t weak anymore.

“Y/N, if you really love Jimin, you need to wake him up from his anger. You can’t keep standing by and let him hurt you.” 

You knew that, but how were you supposed to make him realize what he was doing? 

The day after you found yourself circling the entrance to the dungeons where you knew Jimin would be. 

You had always played a big game in front of Jimin, never letting him see how his words hurt you. You may have feelings for the man, but you were first of all the queen of the kingdom Felan. If you showed your weakness to any of the four rulers it could have been used against you. 

Now things had changed. If you didn’t show your weakness now, it could be catastrophic. Yoongi would be here tomorrow to pick up Jimin, and you had to figure out what Jimins plan was before he was taken away.

You knew he wouldn’t meddle with vampires no matter what, but you also knew that there in fact had been vampires on shapeshifter teoritory. 

When you finally walked down the cold corridor you wanted to run up again. Yet you felt yourself move forward with a determination you didn’t know you had. 

“Your majesty.” The cold hall was filled with guards by each of the cells housing the worst kinds of traitors and killers. As you walked by each of the guards bowed their head in respect, filling your heart with confidence. 

The prisoners each yelled when they saw you who was the reason for their capturing. They rushed to the doors trying to break free and get the enjoyment of killing you. The look in their eyes frightened you deep down, but the royal blood which floated in your core forced you to lock eyes with them. Your eyes would never show the fear you had for them. 

Fear for yourself had never reached you, it was the fear for others that really terrified you enough to show. 

You reached the door at the end of the hallway too quickly for your own liking, you knew behind that door was your greatest everything in one person, your greatest war, greatest insecurity, greatest love, and all was placed in Jimin. 

The door was opened for you by one of the guards and the sight behind it wasn’t idyllic. 

Jimin was hung up by his hands, his head lulled forward and his legs barely standing. You could faintly hear drops of blood hit the floor. In the living light hung beside him his skin was painted in warm colors.  

When you looked over the claw marks from your own hand you felt a pang of guilt, yet it was overwhelmed by the sadness he had caused you.

“Get a doctor. Take your time.” You said to the guard who had opened the door.  

You stepped towards him with echoes following your high heels. 

“Come here to mock?” You slowed as you heard his voice. It was deprived of water, yet there was still poison in his mouth. 

You said nothing as you walked closer to his cage. When you were stood in front of him you waited till he lifted his head and looked at you. You weren’t sure how you looked in his eyes, if you look scared, sad or full of pity, all you knew was that finally for the first time you were truly angry at Jimin for the pain he had caused you. 

All the anger you had never felt came rushing to you when you looked at him like this. All his punches had been for nothing? His malicious words was in vain, he had lost this battle. 

And the worst thing: he lost the battle not to you, but to himself when he started engaging with vampires. 

“Why...?” You hesitated, as if to keep your anger to yourself. 

Jimin didn’t say anything, all he did was lift his weak lips into a smirk. The claw marks from his jaw to his cheek dripped blood to the smirk painting it in red.

“Why Jimin?!” You punched the bars in front of him, yet he didn’t flinch. 

Jimins smirk faltered just the slightest, something you noted into your mind for later.

His head once again lulled down to hang from his shoulders, as if he didn’t want to carry the weights on his shoulders anymore. In your anger you opened the door in front of you and fumed over to him. Griping him by his jaw you heard him hiss, a thing which would have slowed you before, yet you kept pressing into his skin making him look into your eyes. 

“why...” You whispered. The black in his pupils crumbled before you as the hurt in your eyes showed itself for the first time. 

There was an unspoken understanding between you two, an understanding you had only ever felt 10 years ago. This new yet old connection between you two made a seed of hope bloom inside you, maybe he was still there. 

Yet you didn’t know if it would change anything between you two, the damage was too big and your kingdoms had suffered because of your childish behavior, people had died. 

You couldn’t allow yourself as the queen of your kingdom to fall for the man who had caused parents to die.

You sighed as you threw his face out of your hold. 

“Why did you engage with vampires Jimin?” You demanded but like before he stayed silent before you. It irritated you.

“Look I am trying to help you here, tomorrow Yoongi will come to take you and we both know that his ways of getting information is much more remorseless than mine.” Your heels clicked for each step you took on the stone covered floor. 

Jimin was dressed in clothes from the battle as he didn’t get a chance to change. 

“Why should I believe you want to help me?” His raspy voice groaned as his shackles rattled. He tried to stand, but you saw how his legs gave up under him. 

Suddenly you regretted saying the guard could take his time. 

You walked up to him by his side and placed your arm on his back lifting some of his weight from the ground. 

“Because I don’t hate you like you hate me. And unlike you I remember the times before that night.” You expressed making him look at you. 

The two of you held the eye contact. His black ears atop his ebony filled hair twisted ever slightly. 

“Y/N I didn-” 

“Your majesty the doctor is here.” The guard interrupted making you sigh. You almost had him hooked around your finger, one more minute and you could have learned about his plans. 

You knew Jimin didn’t corporate with vampires. But what he was doing with them was a mystery.

After you had let go of Jimin the doctor went up to the weak man and started tending his wounds. You stayed in the room together with the guard, keeping an eye on the panther.

Jimin had often made it clear he hated bird shifters, he didn’t deserve your trust yet. 

You could see the struggles from the doctor when he had to tend the big wounds on Jimins stomach. His clothes was made of amor, something which was placed tightly to his body. 

“I’m sorry, but I can’t get his shirt off without taking the shackles off your majesty.” He said with a bow. 

“Take the shackles off.” You said to the guard beside you. The guard turned to you with a bewildered expression. 

“But your majesty he could try to-” 

“I said Take. Them. Off.” You commanded locking eyes with the guard who immediately followed your orders and walked over to release Jimin. 

Jimin fell to the ground with a thud. He groaned as he took ahold of his sore wrists and massaged them. They were red with bruises all around from the shackles. You almost felt sorry. Almost.   

“Hurry and stabilize him before he loses to much blood.” You said to the doctor and sat down on a small chair placed in the corner of the room. 

Your own wounds were starting to feel sore, you would have to find Hoseok after and get some of that magical herb mix he had made. When you looked at Jimin and the way he twisted on the floor you considered lending him some of the mix as well. 

When the doctor was finished Jimin had fallen asleep on the floor, his body shivering from the pain and the cold. 

“His wounds doesn’t look to good, your majesty. I will have to keep check on him for a week or two too see if the medicin is working.” He said after cleaning the blood of his hands. 

You cursed yourself for not having given him a doctor instantly after the fight, yet Jimin had given you no reason to care for him and he still hadn’t. But with Yoongi arriving tomorrow and Jimin being in such a bad condition, you knew there was a risk of him not making it through his visit in Josumi. 

“We don’t even have two days doctor, mr. Yoongi will be arriving tomorrow to take him. Isn’t there something we can do now?” You urged. But the look on the doctors face said it all. Jimin would be dead if he didn’t get the right treatment, and it would be because of you. 

“Hoseok what should I do?!” 

After the incident you had gone straight to Hoseok searching his perspective on the situation. You needed a hawks eyes on this matter. 

“First you need to calm down, you’re stressing your body with all this marching around.” He emphasized. His eyes followed your moving form marching around in his room. 

You groaned as you took a seat on his bed. 

“I still don’t understand why it’s so important to you. Jimin has done nothing to deserve your distress.” He said.

“I know.”

“Then why are you stressing so much over it?!” Hoseok exclaimed standing up from his old armchair making the legs of it squeak against the floor.  

“Because Jimin knows something!!” You screamed at Hoseok as you too stood up facing him.

You saw how his anger slowly retreated and his shoulders relaxed. His eyes looked over your face- scrunched in absolute chaos, sadness, confusion, anger, confidence, determination, there were to many emotions on your face which Hoseok rarely saw, it scared him in a way.  

You composed yourself, letting your hands sweep over your face and down your dress, after seeing your friend sigh. 

“Hoseok I know you think I’m only this distressed because it’s Jimin, and we have a past...” You frowned remembering back to a few nights before you got to know of Jimins vampire business. 

“But Jimin really does know something.” 

Hoseok who had turned away from you frowned hearing your words. They sounded so serious, and in a moment he got the idea that there was something you weren’t telling him. 

“What do you mean ‘Jimin knows something’? Is there something you’re not telling me Y/N?” He said still not looking at you but crossing his arms over his chest. It was clear he was hurt by you yelling at him.

“... There is.” You finally admitted making him spin towards you. His face was scrunched up, skepticism visible. 

“You mean to say to me that there are informations you didn’t tell me?! For how long have you been keeping secrets?” 

“Hoseok I’m not keeping secrets, you can trust me.” You walked towards him, but he walked backwards. 

“You clearly have been keeping secrets if there are things you haven’t told me.” He yammered.

“I had to! Hoseok believe me when I say that the things going on right now is dangerous! It’s bigger than you, me, even Jimin! I was trying to protect you and Naia!” You begged fumbling towards your most trusted friend.

Hoseok and you had been friends ever since you could remember, your past went back to the same time as yours and Jimins. Hoseok had stood by your side through thick and thin, yet you knew that the one thing Hoseok hated was dishonesty, and right now it looked like you were the dishonest one. 

When hearing your words and swallowing what you were saying Hoseok forced himself to calm down. He knew you wouldn’t try to hurt him on purpose. 

“...Tell me what’s going on Y/N and I will help you figure out what to do.” He reasoned and sat down again. You could still see the anger in the twists of his eyebrows and the fiddling of his hands, but your happily took what he offered of peace. 

You sat down in front of him on his bed. 

“You remember two weeks before the news of Jimin interfering with vampires?” 

Hoseok shook his head and looked to you with a questioning look. 

“No, what does that have to do with anything?” 

“Everything.” 

In a fresh night of spring laughter could be heard from a small cottage placed in the outskirts of the village placed in the kingdom Felan. It was you, Hoseok and his wife Naia who finally found time to get together and enjoy wine over a meal. 

“So you’re telling me, my husband flew straight into a tree when you played catch?” Naias light voice said making a laugh spring from your mouth. 

“Yes! He was so into the game that he flew straight into the trunk.” You exclaimed making Naia roll over with her wineglass in hand. 

“Hey! To my defends we were only 14 and I wasn’t very good at maneuvering!” Hoseok defended, but it only made it worse for himself, as Naias laughter intensified. 

“Yea yea keep telling yourself that... Wait, is the time so many? I have to get back to the castle! They’ll be expecting me to a meeting at 9 o’clock.” You exclaimed getting up from your comfortable seat. 

Hoseok and Naia both complained, but none the less followed you to the door to say their goodbyes. 

That night you had on purpose let you horse stay back at the castle as you still loved your night walks. The night walks had followed you since you and Jimin had started doing them. 

Thinking of him would always make your heart clench with sorrow. You never understood how he could get so angry at you, keep you at such a big distance, had he never felt anything for you?

You had walked through the woods in your own thoughts being totally lost in your head, when you had heard a weird sound. The sound didn’t only awake you from your thoughts it made hairs rise on your arms.

The sound had sounded like a vampires teeth sinking into flesh, a sound which had all your senses alert.   

Though scared you walked towards the sound, you weren’t queen for nothing and if one of your citizens were in danger you would sacrifice your life. 

“...what do you mean you don’t know?...” A voice you had never heard before said. It was a horrid voice, high pitched, only a vampire could have such voice. 

“I mean I don’t know! The person won’t reveal themself, they write there’s too much at risk.” Another more well known voice whispered. You felt your nails grow when you heard the voice of your own royal adviser and how he was whispering together with the vampire. 

The adviser had been in your family for years, he had served your father before yourself. You couldn’t understand what he was doing with a vampire. 

The voices became louder as you came closer to the culprits. Your dress was lifted in your hands to not make a sound. You would’ve shifted into your falcon if it wasn’t because they would hear you.

“Find out who it is! I need more information! The last piece and we got them.” The voice spat.

You tried to get closer to get a look of the vampire, but it was limited how close you could get before the vampire would smell your blood.

“All our planning for years will finally be fulfilled. We just need him dead.” The vampire whispered before eventually it was gone in the blink of an eye. You couldn’t feel the presence of it anymore. 

“Wait! What does this even mean Y/N?” Hoseok wondered out. Even though he understood the words coming from your mouth he couldn’t connect the dots. 

You sighed sitting on the edge of the bed with your fists full of hair. 

“Don’t you understand Hoseok?! There are spies everywhere giving information to the vampires! Hell we didn’t even realize Jasper was on their side, yet he has been giving information to them always!” You whisper-shouted at your best friend. 

It was as if a light opened in Hoseoks eyes when you put it that way.  

“They have been planning for years Hoseok... Every little attack which has happened was planned, every detail in our meetings they know, they know everything about every of our kingdoms.” You whispered your voice hopeless. 

Hoseok walked over to sit beside you and you felt his arm give you a squish into him.

“When I found out about Jasper I took him and a few trusted guards with me to a safe house no one but I knew the location of... There I got him to talk.” You explained. 

The memories of Jasper in that house still filled you with horror. The things you made yourself do to get information out of him disgusted you, but you knew it had to be done, he couldn’t be trusted. 

“Did you know that the attack all those years ago was planned? The attack back in Tefany...” You said and Hoseok quickly caught up to your words. 

“Wait... but that means-” 

“It wasn’t my fault. Me and Jimin didn’t lead any vampires back with us to the castle, they already had everything planned. It wasn’t me who killed Jimins father. That’s why I’ve been so chaotic- Everything I believed was false, I don’t know if I hate Jimin, love him, or if i hate myself, love myself. I just don’t know anymore.” You said tears finally prickling underneath your eyes. 

To think that you had blamed yourself for so many years, that Jimin blamed you, and finding out it wasn’t your fault made all the weights on your shoulders float away. It was as if someone pulled you up from overflooding water and made you breath again, but then they dumped you in all the chaos. 

“Well this is both terrific and good.” Hoseok said and you could only chuckle in agreement. Good for you that it wasn’t you who was at fault, terrific because if it wasn’t an accident it meant something bigger was roaming around. Something messed up in the royal activities.

“You said the vampire mentioned someone having information, I assume a traitor or spy? But wasn’t there also another person they wanted dead? Someone who knew too much maybe?” Hoseok asked whereas you nodded. 

“Do you know who any of them is?” He asked. 

“No... Jasper didn’t know who the traitor was and he wouldn’t tell me who the vampires wanted to kill... I did get- get some kinds of hints though.” You said uncertainty in your tone. 

“Now listen to me Jasper... We can do this the easy way or the hard way. As far as I’m concerned the easy way isn’t as hard to clean up afterwards, but you decide.” You explained making the old man before you gulp. 

“You don’t scare me Ms. Y/N. I’ve known you since you were a baby, you won’t hurt me.” Jasper said his trembling telling you of his hypocrisy. 

“Tell me who is it that shares important information with the vampires?” You demanded, but Jasper stayed silent. 

You took ahold of his wrinkled hands tied to the chair, and there your nails grew to their full extent cutting into his skin slowly and painfully. His cries echoed in the room, making some of your soldiers turn away. 

“Let’s try again. Who shares our information with the vampires?” You again commanded this time your voice stronger and closer to his ear. 

“I don’t know who it is! I was trying to find out for the vampires so they could get some specific information they needed!” He whimpered making you retreat your nails from his hands. 

“Surely if you’ve tried to solve this, you must have a clue. Tell me.” This time you grabbed around his neck. Beneath your fingers his pulse was beating in the mercy of your hand, one cut and it was over for your old adviser. He whimpered louder than before.

“Alright! Alright! All I know is that it’s someone from high ranks! The information they had is top classified.”  He shouted. 

“How high ranks?” You asked letting your nails touch the thin skin on his neck.

“Ranks as in the kings and queens!” 

You had stopped there taking two steps back. Your soldiers had look confused of the snippets they were hearing. You had known this vampire thing were serious, yet that there was a chance at your own collogues being the culprits-  that took you by surprise. 

“There was someone who the vampires wanted to kill, who?” You continued. Jasper saw how your eyes darkened when he revealed that your royal friends weren’t as friendly as you originally thought. He saw the child he had known fade away in front of his eyes, and that frightened him. 

You never had mercy for traitors. 

“I- I won’t tell you.” He stammered. You slowly walked over to him and leaned your sleek form over him. If he wasn’t going to tell you, then you would make him. 

“If you don’t tell me... I will make sure to paint my white roses red with your blood, whereafter I will make the vampires lick the petals clean.” You said making a promise to him which you would not break. 

You would make his skin open like a zipper and watch the blood flow out of him, like classic vampire style. Only you didn’t do it for your own pleasure, you did it for your people. 

“You can do what you want, I fear the vampires more than I fear you. But it’s funny to know that you’ve already seen the cry of help, from him.” Jasper said a hysterical laughter running out of his mouth. 

“So, what does that mean? ‘You’ve already seen the cry for help from him’?” Hoseok phrased making you shrug.

“I’ve tried to figure that out for weeks now. Ever since the night I heard the vampire and Jasper I’ve been alert of the royals, I have my own spies in every kingdom, but they haven’t gotten anything.” You explained as you again started marching around in Hoseoks room. 

“Why didn’t you inform me of this sooner Y/N? You’ve been going around with this on your shoulders, it has been stressing you out.” Hoseok said as his eyes followed you.

“I didn’t want to drag you into this game. For them it’s all a big game of thrones which they laugh at when they play. For us it’s life or death. If the wrong people find out that we know this much it’s over. We don’t know who we can or can’t trust.” You explained.

“Let’s sum up what we know so far.” Hoseok said making you stop and nod in agreement. There was so much to keep track of.

“We know that the vampires is planning something, and that they have been planning for years. We know that Jasper was a spy for them, and he’s dead. We know that there are two people who is very important to us right now: One who is a traitor, and one who could have informations which might give us the win.” Hoseok listed one after another, you nodded for each thing he said.

“But I don’t understand what all of this has to do with Jimin, you said that he knows something.” Hoseok recalled. 

You walked over to his desk leaning your form on it and crossed your arms over your chest. 

“If I’m honest I don’t know if he knows something. But it was all just too suspicious, two weeks after I found out about Jasper and Jimin is found corporating with vampires. I know he would never work together with vampires. He hated me for thinking I lead a vampire to his father, he hates them even more for actually killing him.” You explained not looking into his eyes. You knew Hoseok would be skeptical of your reasoning, but he hadn’t known Jimin like you had. 

Jimin was a man of honor, even if he had hurt you in ways you couldn’t forgive he still had dignity. He wouldn’t ever corporate with vampires.  

“Y/N did you ever consider that maybe Jimin is the one giving informations to the vampires?” Hoseok asked. He noticed how your face frowned just the slightest bit. 

“Think about it, maybe he blames you so much that in his hatred towards you he forgot who the real enemy is. He could have been the one leaking informations.” Hoseok explained trying to convince you. You shook your head refusing to believe what he was saying.  

“No because I think that’s what they wants us to believe.” You argued, but you could already see that none of you were giving up.

You were about to give another argue when a light bubble lit up in your mind thinking back to your words. 

If you were right and the vampires wanted you and the other royals to believe that Jimin was the villain, then maybe it was truly because he was the victim.

You stopped yourself from continuing making Hoseok frown. He could see on your face that you thought of something, as if something important flashed in your head.

“Hoseok I just got an idea.” You implied. You walked with determined steps over to his chamber door and was about to walk out when he stopped you. 

“Wow, hey stop! What are you thinking Y/N? Tell me!” He grabbed your arm and made you turn towards him. 

“Hoseok I swear I will tell you, but I need to find out if my theory is true. I’ll come back in an hour or two.” You said as you wriggled out of his hold and ran out of his door. 

Hoseok stood quietly and looked after you as your dress flowed after your retreating form. A curse left his lips when he realized that you were slowly slipping out of his reach to save.

After the episode with Hoseok you ran straight to your own room to find the letter Jimin had send you not too long ago. 

After it had been discovered that Jimin and the vampires were working together and it had been settled that you would go to war against Jimin, he had send you a very hateful letter.

At that time you had been confused with all that was going on, you hadn’t known what to believe. 

Now that you finally figured out what to believe and what not to believe you understood the words of Jasper. ‘You’ve already seen the cry of help, from him’ 

If Jimin really was the victim, and you had seen a cry of help from him, then maybe this letter was more than just hateful words. You hoped that there was a message in it you hadn’t seen before, a message like you and Jimin used to make when you would send each other letters after each summer. 

If there was that would mean you were right, and Jimin was targeted to die because he had discovered something he shouldn’t have. 

You ran around your room throwing your drawers open to find the letter. You knew you had kept it, you kept everything Jimin send you. 

After the third drawer you finally found the letter. You remember the first time you read it. It had been in the silence of the night with only one candlelight to keep you company. At first you had screamed in anger while throwing it away. A little later you found yourself biting into your thumb to keep your sobs to yourself. 

As you read through it again there was still the same hurting feelings somewhere, yet they were hidden by your determination. 

To miss Y/N, ruler of Felan. 

.I curse your name to the devil every time I .need to hear it. .Your kind has always been a disgust. Always begging others for .help. And it is you, .Y/N, who rules over that race. 

.I .am sickened by your .innocent act. .Please, it was you who killed my father, and that the others .trust you is a mystery to .me. 

.Don’t think that I will ever .trust you again. .Anyone .else could hurt you and I wouldn’t care. 

- .Jimin. 

When you were done reading the letter a laughter escaped you. How could you not have seen the message? 

I need your help, Y/N. I am innocent. Please trust me. Don’t trust anyone else. - Jimin.  

Knowing Jimin was the person the vampires wanted dead terrified you. Right now Jimin was set to go to Josumi tomorrow, he had some heavy injuries because of you, and everyone in the five kingdoms was suspecting him. 

You couldn’t prove him innocent. Only if you found the true traitor who had been giving the vampires clues about royal affairs, if you found that person, then it could prove Jimins innocence. 

You ran with the letter in your hand down through the big empty hallways of your castle. The guards who usually would stand and keep and eye of the castle weren’t anywhere to see. You knew something was wrong, someone had ordered the guards away from their posts. 

When you reached the dungeons you felt shivers hit your skin, the coldness from down there seemed to be more relentless than before. 

Your steps echohed in the corridors, just as before there were prisoners shouting at you, you hurried past them finally reaching Jimins door and when you pulled it open you were about to greet him, but stopped suddenly. 

“Hoseok? What are you doing here?” You asked in the doorway. Hoseok was standing in front of Jimins cage his back turned to you. 

But when he turned there was a smile on his lips, the same loving look in his eyes and sigh leaving his mouth. 

“I was just checking if you were down here. I couldn’t understand why you suddenly left before, but I knew it had something to do with Jimin.” He said.

You looked at your best friend, he was the same as always nothing suspicious about him, yet the feeling in your gut told every of your senses to run.  

“Yea, well you were right Hoseok. I was blinded by my past with Jimin to see that it’s him who is leaking our informations. I should have listened to you, I’m sorry.” You lied as you walked over to him and gave him a hug which he happily welcomed. 

“I will let Yoongi take him tomorrow, they will know what to do with him.” You said looking at Jimin who’s face was a little swollen from the scars you had given him. 

His eyes begged you not to do it. You could see it clear as day in him how his fright shined through. Jimin was weak and dying in that cell.

“Please... Y/N...” Jimin whimpered, but you were pulled out of the room by Hoseok who shook his head. 

“He really thinks he can manipulate you with his tears.” He said walking with you out of the dungeons hand in arm. 

“Yea... What a fool.” You said with hurt in your eyes, but instead of it being for Jimin, this time it was for the friendship you knew you were losing as you looked over at the same old Hoseok.

You stayed up wandering around in your room till 12 at midnight wondering if it really could be true.  

“What do you mean ‘Jimin knows something’? Is there something you’re not telling me Y/N?”

“Why didn’t you inform me of this sooner Y/N? You’ve been going around with this on your shoulders, it has been stressing you out.”

“Think about it, maybe he blames you so much that in his hatred towards you he forgot who the real enemy is. He could have been the one leaking informations.” 

Could Hoseok really be a spy? 

You didn’t want to believe it, he had always been there for you, always listened to you. Always managed to make you laugh. And then what about Naia? Was she a spy too? 

But with every excuse you made it only confirmed the lie. When you really thought about it you remembered all his victorious smirks when you told him of news in the royal affairs, you remember how he was always overly sweet as if it was forced. 

Naia too had always smirked evilly in the shadows of your eyesight. 

Again your heart shattered because of the war, but this heart wasn’t going to come back, you knew you had lost your best friend - a best friend you never had in the beginning.  

Hoseok was a spy, and he knew you were close to the truth, too close to the truth. If you didn’t run now you were just as dead as Jimin. 

That was why you walked down to the dungeons one last time this night. Jimin and you had to get out of the castle. As Jimin wrote there wasn’t anyone else you could trust, you couldn’t even trust your own friends.

Your breath was quietly panting as you moved down the stairs of the dungeon. All the prisoners were sleeping, making it easy for you to slip past them.

At the end of the hall a guard stood guarding Jimins room. You walked over to him your chin high.

“Your majesty what are you doing here at this time?” He asked a surprised look on his face. 

“That’s truly none of your concern, but if you want to know then Mr. Seokjin asked me to take Jimin to Josumi myself. I leave with him tonight.” You said and luckily it worked because the guard stepped aside and let you get through. 

When the doors opened Jimin was already looking over at you confused. He had heard you two out there using his exceptional good hearing. He frowned looking at you running over to his door and realising his handcuffs. 

“Y/N? What is happening?” He asked looking at your serious features. He knew you had been lying to that guard, but what your true intentions were was still unknown.

“No time for questions Jimin, we have to get out of here.” You said and hooked his arms around your shoulder which he happily complied to. You lifted him with all your strength.

“When we’re out of Felan you can shift to your panther once again and heal. Then we’ll run, you’ll have to follow me.” You explained as you together walked out of the dungeons. The guard kept looking after you, but he didn’t ask questions that wasn’t his job after all. 

You could feel how Jimin was holdning onto you tightly almost begging you not to let him go. His ears atop of his head twisted in every way listening if there was anyone after you two. 

“I hear Hoseok talking to someone in the hallway over there.” Jimin whispered and pointed to a hallway behind you two which you knew let to your chamber. Your eyes widened realizing that Hoseok was probably going to your room to kill you. 

“We have to hurry Jimin. Hoseok can-” 

“can’t be trusted I know.” He finished for you. 

Jimin walked faster rushing the way you were leading him. He could feel how the stiches your doctor had made were popping up one after another, he wanted to scream in pain yet he had to stay quiet in order to not get attention. 

You were almost running along with Jimin, your legs were throbbing from caring his weight, but you kept going. 

You had just reached outside of the castle when you heard guards shouting orders around. You and Jimin locked eyes both knowing they had discovered your disappearance.  

Both you and Jimin upped the speed to a new level. Even with your training as a soldier you were exhausted, there was a major wound on your back, which was still extremally painful and there was a moisty taste of iron in your mouth. When you looked over at Jimin he wasn’t doing much better.

The wound from his jaw was bleeding, and there was salvia hanging from his mouth. He looked as if he would faint in any moment. 

You saw the edge of the somber forest just as Jimin informed you that the guards had found you. 

“They have found us Y/N, they’re talking about how they can see us.” He said with his ears twisted backwards. 

You looked behind yourself and Jimin and true enough, with your good sight you could see the guards some meters away from you. You couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it was clear that some of them shifted into their birds to fly after you. 

“You have to run Jimin! When you reach the forest you can shift and heal. I’ll keep them occupied.” You yelled pushing him forward and stopping yourself. 

When you turned back feathers broke out from your skin and your mouth grew into a beak. It took seconds for you to shift. 

Those seconds were enough for the first guards to reach you.

When the first one came they tried to dug under you to get to Jimin, but you blocked them and with your claws tore through one of the wings. The bird howled and crashed into the harsh ground with a bang.

You didn’t enjoy hurting your own guards, but there was nothing else to do but fight. 

When the second guard came they took the fight with you instead of trying to get to Jimin. 

The guard plunged into you with the strength of their harpy eagle and thereby flung you around in the air. When you finally recomposed he was already on his way to Jimin and more was coming towards you. 

Jimin wouldn’t make it in time to the forest before the harpy eagle, so you quickly flew up into the sky and there dove down to the harpy eagle. 

Your peregrine falcon was the fastest bird in the world, so with the dive you reached the eagle on seconds and with your claws ready to attack you took the harpy eagle out. 

Jimin who had heard the fight not far behind him turned to see what was happening. Your feathers were splattered with blood as you tossed another bird away from you resulting in it crashing to the ground. 

You kept fighting them one by one buying Jimin time, but more kept coming and you were getting tired. New scars had been made by the guards and the old one was slowly popping up in the stitches. 

When you were at you lowest and there was a group consisting of 6 birds coming towards you all birds bigger than yourself you knew fleeing was the only option. 

But as you turned a black stribe shot forward picking up the fight where you left it. You watched on the sideline as Jimin fought against the birds in his large panther. 

His hind legs consisted of an incredible muscle, which made him able to reach absurd heights. 

He would jump into the air and grib onto one of the birds while they tried to get some damage done, but it was impossible for them to take the panther down. 

You on the other hand wasn’t doing as well as Jimin. Your body was giving up because of tiredness resulting in you changing back to human. 

Jimin heard you hit the ground behind him with a thud. He looked back to your form lying lifelessly of the ground smudged in blood from your old and new wounds. 

Worry filled his body when he saw you there on the ground, so when he had fought the last soldier of the big group he ran towards you and raised you onto his back. 

Soldiers were shouting behind him as they tried to reach him, but he ran off into the woods with you on his back and a beating heart in his throat.

The sun streaming in through dusty windows and the smell of freshly baked buns woke you from a sleep you weren’t aware you were in. Your body were clothed in new more comfortable clothes than the ones you had on yesterday. 

When you realized you didn’t know the place you were in panic erupted in you. You managed to get out of bed and take a few steps around before you remembered last night. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” A voice sounded behind you, when you turned it was to Jimins worried face. He was clothed in trousers and a beige earthly shirt. He looked good standing with the sun hitting his eyes coloring them light brown, his hair was damp with drops still dripping to the ground. 

“W- where are we?” You asked ignoring Jimins question. 

The room you were in seemed to be a living room with connected kitchen. Every corner was decorated with plants of different greens and small nips you usually would see in a witch cottage. The colors were earthly and balanced. 

Wherever you two were it was homely and light, it made you feel good. 

“It’s my mothers old cottage.” Jimin explained. 

You had never met Jimins mother, it had always been his father with him in Tefany, but when you were younger Jimin would often mention her. He used to tell you stories of her cottage and how her genes made him available to heal extremally fast whenever he was shifted to his panther. 

Now that you stood in the cottage you understood his joy for it. The home smelled like fresh flowers and buns which you could spot on top of the kitchen counter. 

Your stomach growled loudly making Jimins ears twist. A smile lifted to his face hearing your stomach, he walked over to the buns and threw one to you, softly yelling ‘catch’. 

You looked down on the bun in your hand, golden brown and still warm. 

When you teeth sunk into the soft bun and you felt the bread on your tongue a low moan of approval left you. The bun was surprisingly good. When you swallowed it was as if your pain went away, your back no longer hurting and your legs ready to run a marathon. 

“It’s my mothers recipe, it should cure scars and wounds of all kinds.” Jimin explained.  

You frowned going over to a mirror standing by the couch you checked to see your back, and true enough when you looked there was nothing. You heard Jimin sigh in relief - he didn’t want to be the cause of a deep scar on your back. 

Looking over at him there was a thankful expression on your face, Jimin melted just the slightest bit seeing your adorable cheeks full of the bread he had baked. When he looked at you like this remembering back to yesterday night he couldn’t understand how he ever could’ve caused you pain in the first place. 

You saved him last night.

And now you were so pretty almost flimsy in front of him. When he looked at you standing in his beloved mothers cottage in one of her old dresses he felt his heart beat a little faster for each blink of your eyes. 

“Did you find my message?... In the letter?” Jimin asked pulling himself out of the trance named you. 

“At first no, but later I did.” You answered. Jimin walked past you to sit in the couch, he turned to you signaling you over to the couch before him.

“You know we have a lot to talk about.” He said and you nodded in agreement, taking the seat he had offered the two of you fell into an easy yet heavy talk about the things you had found out, everything that you knew of the kingdoms and their rulers. 

There was still one ruler who worked together with vampires on the loose, and they had to be stopped. 

“What is it you know that they wanna kill you for?” You asked, maybe he knew more than you, yet you had an idea that Jimin knew just as much as you did, and if that was true your name was now too on the list of wanted dead.  

“I caught one of my servants getting a letter from a vampire, it smelled like death. When I read it there was written that their plans on destroying the kingdoms would soon begin. That was months ago. I stopped their plan by finding all the spyes they had in my kingdom and killing them for treachery. Without the spyes in my kingdom they couldn’t carry out their plans.” Jimin explained. 

You nodded hearing him talk, yet there was one thing which you had to know, there was one thing that was bugging you. 

“Did you know they planned that night? That night in Tefany 10 years ago?” You asked, Your eyes were plastered to your shaking hands, your breaths was heavy. Jimin could hear your breathing from his spot. 

When you saw Jimins own hands sneaking on top of yours and holding them tightly you felt sparks in your stomach. The heavy breathing slowed with his own and your eyes finally looked into his soft brown orbs. 

“I found out from one of my spyes a few months before they framed me for being in lead with vampires.” Jimin said. 

“Th- then why did you never write o- or see me? You never apologized!” You exclaimed distraught. You tried standing up to walk away from Jimin, but he grabbed your wrist forcing you to stay.

“Y/N listen to me. I am truly sorry over the way I’ve been treating you all these years... If I could take it back I- I would. I wanted to apologize- to hug you even, ever since I found out that it wasn’t our fault that night. It was never your fault, no matter if it had been an accident or not, it wasn’t your fault.” You could hear his voice break a few times and you could feel the small droplets hit your skin painting it with sorrow, yet you couldn’t turn around to look at him. 

You wanted to be angry at him, and to stay angry at him- him who had caused you so much pain and self-loath for the past 10 years. But there was no anger in you to be found, only regret that those years were spent like they were, in a lonely castle without a real reason for keep going.

“I would have written to you, but at that time I didn’t know who I could trust, maybe there was someone in your castle who would have read my letter and killed you for it. And then I was accused of working with vampires and I knew you would hate me. Besides it would be suspicious if I suddenly didn’t hate you anymore, maybe the vampires would have thought that I was working together with you. I- I couldn’t put you in that kind of danger.” Jimin continued. When you heard his reasoning his voice softly smoothing in through every cell in your body, you finally understood.

You understood that maybe you weren’t the only one with feelings for the other. You understood Jimin for the first time in your life. Because you and Jimin found each other there in the middle of a war surrounded by demons pulling and twisting you away from each other, but it wouldn’t succeed for them this time. 

You turned around with Jimins hand still holdning your wrist and his hair still damp and dripping drops of water onto you, and there you hugged him. He hugged you back, he hugged you back with an intensity you never had imagined. 

The suns waves were illuminating the two of you through the rose filled windows and making your shadows small under your feet. 

The next couple days were filled with laughter and healing. You and Jimin had decided to take some days off, no thinking about the war, no thinking about the kingdoms - only fun times with laughter and times of resting to get back energy. 

Today Jimin had insisted in introducing you to the forest around you. You had been curious to see the forest from inside which looked so enchanting from the windows of the cottage. 

You were on barefoot feeling the damp grass under your feet. You could smell all kinds of different flowers and animals.   

“Keep up Y/N!” He yelled from inside the forest. You stood outside of it admiring the pixels of dust there seemed to be soaring in the air. 

“I’m coming!” You yelled back and softly ran into the forest. 

When you spotted Jimin he was sat squatted down with his back to you. You walked up to him letting your hands rustle through his light hair, it was soft from the shower he took this morning. 

“See.” Was the only thing he said as he leaned back into your legs, giving you space to see what he was doing. 

Down in Jimins hands were a little beige colored rabbit, rubbing it’s head into his hands and making small sounds you could barely hear. You were surprised the rabbit was so comfortable with a predator like Jimin and yourself.

“How can it be so comfortable with you?” You asked looking at Jimin who was already smiling up at you. 

“I think it’s my mother it can sense in me. She used to be protector and feeder of these small guys- all of them actually.” Jimin said and pointed out over the forest where you suddenly could spot all kinds of forest animals. 

There were tons of rabbits jumping towards you and Jimin, there were dears walking around the trees, there were squirrels and foxes, and a variety of birds. The forest was full of life. 

Jimin looked at your stunned face with an awe in his eyes, he could see your excitement yet it was dulled down by nervousness.

“You wanna hold one of them?” He asked and gestured to another little white rabbit jumping towards you and sniffing the air. 

“Won’t they get scared of me? I don’t have your mother in my genes.” You explained making Jimin chuckle. He laid the rabbit he was holding down, picked the white rabbit up and held it out to you. You took a step back still scared you would stress the little thing in Jimins hands. 

“They won’t get scared of you Y/N, they can sense you’re no danger. It’s just like us when we’re in animal form. You don’t get scared of someone who doesn’t want to hurt you right?” He reasoned and you nodded softly at that. 

Feeling yourself relax you took a step forward again and held out your hands to welcome the little guy. When Jimin laid the rabbit in your hold, you couldn’t stop awe-ing over how small it was. 

The fur was soft and fluffy and it’s tail wacked. There were small noises coming from it as it began to make itself comfortable in your arms. 

When you looked up to Jimin to show him your excitement you were surprised to find him already going around and greeting the animals as if they were old friends. You had thought he stood by you all along and that that was the reason for the rabbit being so calm with you.

You sat down on the ground with the little rabbit in your hold and it wasn’t long before more rabbits came towards you. They overflooded your lap with small whacking tails and long ears. 

You laughed looking at them fighting for a good spot in your lap. When they calmed you looked up to see where Jimin was, he hadn’t walked far away knowing you would probably like if he was in sight.

Jimin was stood in front of a big deer bug, it’s antlers reached over his head. You eyes widen seeing such a royal looking animal- just like Jimin. Seeing them stand in front of each others like that almost doubled the awe you had for Jimin. 

You had always liked Jimin to an extent were you couldn’t forget about him even when it hurt you, but having been together with him these couple of days, seeing a new and softer side to Jimin was melting something away in you. 

Suddenly you never wanted to go back to your beloved castle and your people, you never wanted to be the queen of Felan and have respect from everyone. You wanted to stay in this cottage with your animal friends, baked buns in the morning and herbal tea in the afternoon, and most off all you wanted to wake up beside Jimin every morning to a smile making moons in his eyes and the sun shining down on you to warm up your bodies entwined with one another.  

That was what you wanted. 

And maybe someday you would have that. 

“Well I see there was nothing to worry about.” Jimin said laughing seeing your lap and arms full of fur balls in different colors and sizes. You smiled up at him and rubbed one of the rabbits behind it’s ear. 

“That’s Jungkook.” Jimin told you and pointed towards a black rabbit a bit bigger than the others sitting beside you.

“He’s a shifter too, he protects the rabbits from danger. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him in human form. Y’know it’s normal for some shifters to-” 

“To stay in their animal form their whole life.” You finished smiling up at Jimin. Sometimes he forgot you were a ruler too, knowing just as much as he did about shifters. 

“If this is Jungkook, then who was the deer bug?” You asked looking over to find the deer Jimin had talked with, but he was already gone. 

“That’s Namjoon. A shifter too as you may noticed. He’s the true protector of this forest. He lives in it and always makes sure to keep unwelcome guests out. Some call him the king of the forest.” Jimin explained with a smile as he sat down in front of you and caressed Jungkook behind one of his black ears.

A little time with comfortable silence passed before Jimin again spoke.   

“I was thinking if you’d wanna take a flight through the forest, then I’d be up for taking a run.” Jimin said making you look up at him with wide eyes. Was it really okay for you too shift when your animals were both predators? 

“Yes, it’s okay for us to shift even though we’re predators Y/N.” Jimin said reading your mind. An embarrassed smile crossed your face. 

You really did need to shift soon, you could feel your bird getting impatient to get some wind under the wings, and it would be nice to take a stroll with Jimin, like you used to. 

The rabbits each hopped down from you when they felt you stir and when the last was down you stood up.

“Well I could really use the flight.” You said a smile on your face. And just minutes after you and Jimin were shifting. 

Jimin watched as feathers broke through your skin, as you mouth formed into a beak and your arms grew into wings. It looked so painful, yet elegant. Your normal eye color splashed into jet black reminding him of his own fur.

He felt something homely every time you and him shifted together, it brought him back to the time before the war, to a time were you and him did everything together. 

The times back in Tefany were you would look at him with adorable admiration, because he always managed to protect you from the guards whenever you did something you weren’t supposed to. 

Childhood with you and him had been innocent and pure, the truest things he had felt in life was in his childhood with you. 

Jimin planted his large paws to the ground looking over at you with a glint in his eyes - then he ran. 

He was already far away when you shrieked and flew into the air. 

You reached him quickly. The jet black panther ran beneath you on the forest floor. His muscles clenched and unclenched as large roots laid underneath his paws. 

You couldn’t help but watch closely how his back muscles moved under that heavy fur. You wanted to paint your hands black with his fur. You wanted to get your hands through the fur and feel his skin. 

Your wings carried you down closer to Jimin, you could almost feel his fur with your claws like this. You reached down to his ear and nipped with your yellow beak making a purr erupt from the panther underneath you.

The forest around you was quiet. There was no animals in sight, only trees and bushes. 

After a while of running you could feel Jimin slow down underneath you. You looked down at him and saw his teeth out and his ears flipping around listening after something you couldn’t hear. 

You knew something was wrong. Jimin wouldn’t growl at other animals, and you yourself felt movement around the two of you. 

Jimin stopped under you and you found a spot in a tree to land. 

His chest was low, almost touching the ground. He was in attack stance. 

This wasn’t good. You couldn’t see anyone around, but you had a bad feeling, as if you were being watched from somewhere. 

“I gotta say it’s impressive, how you two managed to avoid getting caught back in Felan. But the games end here.” You wanted to howl when you heard the familiar feminin voice. 

Of the three rulers who stood back you had been sure it wasn’t Selina who was the traitor. She had always been to innocent, a little too sweet to ever be able to do such a thing, but apparently that had all been an act. 

You thought back to the meeting between four of five kingdoms were you had discussed Jimins fate. Selina had been so genuine concerned, asking you why you hadn’t shared your informations with the rest of the kingdoms. She was genuine concerned on her own behalf. 

“Y’know when Jimin found out that there was one of the rulers who couldn’t be trusted, I was so afraid if he knew it was me. I had to find a way quickly to get him out of the picture.“ Selina said as she finally revealed herself from a dark corner in the forest. 

“I never told the vampires or any of the spies who I was, exactly for this reason, so no one could ever find out it was me. But Jimin knew it was one out of four, so he could easily find out it was me. At first I sent a trusted spy, one you knew well Y/N. Jasper was obsessed with finding my true identity, so I promised him if he killed Jimin I would reveal my name.” Selina said with a smirk playing on her lips. 

She was confident, walking around without a weapon and she couldn’t shift without water. 

“But then Y/N- you overheard his little meeting with one of the vampires, and you prevented him from killing Jimin. I knew I had to be even more careful now, I needed you to believe it was Jimin who was the traitor, so I planted vampires in his castle and made everyone believe he was the betrayer.” Selina hissed with bitterness in her voice. 

She was aggressive in her stance, anger clear in her blue eyes. 

“Why didn’t you believe the evidence when you even had it yourself, you had spies telling you Jimin was with the vampires, yet you didn’t believe it, Why?!”

She glared up at you her teeth in her mouth growing sharp. 

You shrieked before flying down and landing beside Jimin. Your falcon was caring you now, taking over for you and forcing you to show her, to show yourself.

She nipped Jimin at his snout, kissing his cheek and leaning into his fur, which you had wanted to through the whole run, your bird did it for you showed everyone your true feelings for Jimin who purred beside you. 

“Ah... I see. You still have feelings for him. Him who betrayed you when my mother killed his father. Him who crushed you to the ground because he blamed you for the killing of his father.” Selina mused. She laughed loudly bending over and mocking you. 

You didn’t get hurt by it, but it was clear that Jimin beside you was getting angry. His teeth were out in a growl and his legs were clenching- ready to attack.

“Should I tell her about that night Jimin?” Selina asked with innocent eyes. He growled louder beside you, he took a step forth almost going for her throat, but you stopped him by jumping in front of him and turning to her.

You knew her words were poisonous, but one other thing about Selina- Her kind couldn’t lie. 

“That night 10 years ago when you broke Y/N’s heart! You know which night right?” She asked looking at you. You knew exactly which night. There was only that one night were Jimin really broke your heart.

“It’s your fault! Your fault that he died! I lost everything because of you and your childish behavior!”

“I hope I never have to see your ugly face again! And your stupid feelings! Did you really think I’d want you? You and your stupid bird. I want someone who can handle themselves, someone who’s beautiful, intelligent, funny! You will never be any of those things. You’ll always stay an ugly murderer!” 

“He really told you off didn’t he?” Selina laughed. Jimin jumped over you with a roar and launched out after her, but before he could even touch her Jimin was pulled away by a familiar bird.

“Ah Hoseok! Right on time!” Selina said and clapped her hands. Hoseok who too was in shift, carried Jimin away from Selina and with his claws held him to the ground. 

You squeaked and flapped your wings looking over at Jimin getting dirt in his face and blood flowing from Hoseoks claws.

You were about to fly over and attack Hoseok when Selina interrupted.

“Ah ah ah, I wouldn’t do that Y/N! You see if you as much as move one step towards Jimin Hoseok will rip his face apart! And you know he will!” Selina yelled looking over at Hoseok and smirking. 

You stayed put, not moving a feather as you looked with sad eyes over at Jimin. He was looking at you too, communicating with his eyes, telling you to run. But you couldn’t- you wouldn’t. 

“Were was I? Oh! That’s right, I was telling Y/N about out lovely night together Jimin! You remember it, right? How your fingers traced my breast, my hips down to my legs. Oh how you moaned that night! ‘Don’t stop! Keep going!” Selina laughed like a maniac when she looked over the two of you. 

You who had given up fighting only listening to her words while falling to the ground in deverstation, and Jimin who was roaring and scratching to get out of Hoseoks hold to rip herself into pieces.

Like the sun shining brightly and getting blocked by a million clouds filled with flowing sadness, that was how you felt when you heard that Jimin had gone to Selina that night 10 years ago. The words he had said was nothing compared to the thought of him being with anyone else. 

“And to think that you would actually die for this man. Him who has caused you nothing, but pain.” Selina continued this time pity in her voice, and her pity hugged your form like slimy sweat. 

“Y/N. Believe me or not when I say I don’t want to kill you. You and I... we’re the only women to rule over a kingdom, and those men has always looked down upon us! You deserve respect! We deserve respect! Join me and together we will rule all of the five kingdoms! We will, with the help from the vampires, throw the kings off their thrones and take them! You and me together is undefeatable!” 

You could hear in her voice she was confident that you would agree, she knew you were devastated, angry, and she was trying to use your emotions against everything you love?! Your people! Your fellow rulers! The peace! She was trying to make you betray that... She was trying to make you betray Jimin. 

Carefully you pulled your form up from the ground. Even with no scars on your body, it was hurting as if a million knifes were stabbed into you. But you stood up proudly like your animal.

There in front of Selina, in front of Hoseok- your former best friend, and in front of Jimin, the man who had made you like this- Proud, a fighter, loyal. He who in your childhood had showed you love like a soft rose being offered to you, and then ripping it away like the thorns on it’s stalk tearing through you, he had helped you to become the women you were. 

And even if he had hurt you before, you were not giving up on him, cause deep down you knew who Jimin was, and you knew he was worth fighting for like he was fighting for you right now. 

Selina screamed when you flew into her and bore your claws into her skin - lifting her up into the air you flew faster than you had ever done. You had to get her to Tefany.

Behind you there was sounds of squeaks and howls from different kinds off birds. Among them you could hear Hoseok. Beneath you on the forest floor there was a black stripe following you, and you were relieved to know that Hoseok hadn’t hurt Jimin when you took Selina. 

Selina tried her best to wriggle out of your claws, but the more she moved the tighter you made your hold, it wasn’t until you could feel her bone that she stopped moving.

When you reached out of the forest and onto Tefany territory, you could feel the birds behind you getting closer. 

You had the castle in sight yet you weren’t sure you could reach there in time. 

You just had to get to Jin. You had to complete your mission. 

Underneath you Jimin was running. He didn’t understand what you were doing or where you were going at first, but when he finally realized you were going to Tefany he sped up. 

You could spot him speeding up and running ahead to get to get help. 

“Ms. Y/N, Could I have a word with you?” You were shocked to see king Seokjin behind your chamber door after you opened it. 

Having just been to the meeting regarding Jimin and his kingdom Valsinto, you were tired and wanted to be alone after ripping up in old memories, but you lead Seokjin in as he was the ruler here, and the eldest of you.

“You said at the meeting you have spies in king Jimins castle, right?” Seokjin requested looking over your face with a serious air to him. Normally Seokjin was to the playful side, accept when the situation was deadly important.

“I do mr. Seokjin, why do you ask?” You could see in him the shift in his demeanor, as if he was distancing himself from you. 

“Because somebody here is lying. You know that, but the question is, is it you?” Seokjin said as he again took a step back from you, ready to shift into his lion.

You sighed knowing you’d have to give up your informations to save yourself, you still didn’t know if you could trust Seokjin, but you would have to for now.

After the explaining and you giving up your informations to Seokjin, he too had told you he had a clash with a spy who had tried to kill him cause a vampire had ordered him too do it. 

Seokjin had told you if it ever was necessary you could come to him for help, and if you found out who was behind you should come to him, and he would help you get rid of the traitor. 

You hadn’t trusted him enough to go to him without knowing who the real betrayer was, now you knew, you had to get Selina to Seokjin. He besides Jimin was the only one you could trust, there were still too many spies in yours and Jimins kingdoms. 

When you could spot Jimin coming back with an army behind him and Taehyung by his side you were almost howling in victory. Your wings couldn’t carry Selina and yourself much longer, and the birds behind you were getting closer and closer - you could almost feel their breaths in your nape. 

When the clash between Tefany’s warriors and the spies happened it send echoes through the kingdoms. There were bones breaking, blood flooding and screams ringing. 

It was like water and fire hitting together and making an explosion. You were the starting point. 

When you reached the warriors it resulted in Selina wrinkling herself free from your clasp and Hoseok diving down catching her. 

You were exhausted, your wings so weak that you fell to the ground. Jimin caught you - jumping in the air and catching you on his back. 

Deep inside you there was still the heartbreak of Selinas words, but you pushed it down. A war was not the time to cry about your love. 

You jumped off Jimins back and flew up into the air searching for Selina and Hoseok. You pushed the weakness of your wings away and fought through it. You had to find her, if she got away it would mean an even bigger war and this time with the vampires there too. 

When you caught the two they had already reached the treeline to the forest. You dove down to the forest reaching it in minutes with the speed of physics.

The forest was dark, the tress around you not letting you see much. Yet you could still see the figures of Hoseok and Selina. They weren’t far. 

Dodging tree after tree you caught up to them. You flew directly into Selina successfully knocking her to the ground. You made a sharp U-turn and again flew into them - this time not hitting any of them, but getting dragged to the ground by Hoseok. 

He turned himself into his hawk and squeaked. 

You and Selina were both up on your feet in seconds. Now you three stood opposite each other, waiting for someone to start the attack. You were outnumbered. 

It was Hoseok who decided to start - shooting into you. You dodged by the skin of your teeth and again dodged as Selina ran to you with her claws out. 

Now it was your turn - The two was lined up so you shot to them clawing Selinas arm, but missing Hoseok. 

Selina screamed out as you again succeeded to hurt her. The wound on her shoulders with your claw marks already hurting. It was embarrassing her how easy it was for you to hurt her.

Hoseok blasted to you just after you had hurt Selina, catching you off guard he bore his claws into your stomach. 

All the scratches, the tiredness, the weakness you felt, caught up to you when his claws ripped out of you again. 

With a final squeak you were the one to fall first - you had lost this battle. Hoseok changed back and with a laugh stalked up to your form which was ripping back into human. 

Selina came up behind him with a smirk and both looked down at your tired figure.    

“Too bad. You would have won if you accepted my invitation.” Selina said a laugh on her lips. 

She crouched down to you pressing her long nails into the fresh wound Hoseok had made. You screamed with the last energy you had. 

“Instead I have to watch you die, die in the losing end of the Kingdoms.” She said. 

Tears of pain came to your eyes as she pressed her fingers harder into the wound and laughed. But when she retreated her fingers in a rip and screamed you were the one to laugh. 

“The only one to die is you!” 

You wheezed in sorrowful happiness when you heard Jimins voice growl out in anger. 

Jimin carried Selina by her throat and banged her into a tree. Behind him Hoseok was fighting in the tight grip of Taehyung. 

 “J- Jimin. You don’t want to kill me, remember all the good times we had!” Selina begged her voice messed up by his hands tightening around her voice cords. 

“Oh but I do Selina. Ever since I discovered that it was your mother who killed my father, it was you who was the traitor and ever since you laid your hands on my mate! I’ve wanted to kill you for so long now.” He grunted through clasped teeth. 

And there on the grass you watched as Jimins hands finally ended Selina and her whole plan of finishing her mothers works. 

Jimin ran over to you, taking you in his arms he hugged you into him. You softly laughed when you finally felt his lips on you as he kissed your cheek. 

“My love, I am sorry for everything.” He said tears in his eyes and blood on his hands. 

“Don’t be. Everything will be good now.” You told him and held his cheek in your hand. 

Jimin leaned down to you, and instead of kissing your cheek, this time he took your lips and caressed them in the best kiss you had ever had. And there in his arms with his lips to yours, you awoke. 

When you woke up it was to a familiar feeling of sun in your face and sounds of various kinds of birds. The cottage. 

Your eyes opened to the most wonderous sight you had ever seen. 

In front of you was an angelic Jimin smiling down at you, and holding you in his arms. The sun was hitting his eyes making them sparkly.

He leaned down to you, catching your lips in a soft dance with his own. Your boyfriend had the softest lips you had ever felt - just like rose petals.    

“Slept well?” He asked his voice hoarse. 

“Better than ever.” You answered with a sweet smile. 

“What did you dream about?” He asked as his hands caressed your waist with soft strokes. 

Since it's my first time having a blog, I didn't really know what to do, should I have just continued and made bad stories, or should I take some time off tho I had just begun? So I stopped without informing anyone because I didn't have any followers at that time. I am starting to come back now tho, I've been writing on an old story and I hope I can finish it! The circus series will be put on a break, I feel like a series is too big for me rn, but I will try to make some one-shots, and a masterlist even tho there isn't much on it yet.

Thank you for being patient with me, I hope you can wait a little longer. I have a big assignment in my real life rn which I need to finish, but I promise after that I'll try to be more active. Love <3