What Is Love? - Myg (drabble)

what is love? - myg (drabble)

pairing: min yoongi x female reader

genre: best friends to lovers au

warning: none

authors note: i have been writing a lot of jjk stuff and i swear i love all 7 members so i’m determined to put out all my works with all members to prove it 😩😩😩 enjoy this work that i started in october 💀

“yoongi, what is love?” you ask him. his body physically freezes, his muscles visibly tense with the random question. you felt bad for asking, thinking you might’ve upset him in some way, when, in reality, it was the furthest from the truth.

“why do you ask?” he refutes, trying to purposely derail the conversation away from him as best as he could.

you and yoongi were nestled in the warmth of his studio: him currently working on a project and you working on a project of your own. you were a writer, a published and successful one at that, and you found that a lot of your novels have come from motivation from within your own life. scenarios that played out differently had YOU done something differently. your life wasn’t nearly as interesting as the characters you created, but you wished that the things you’ve conjured up for each person had actually happened to you.

you were a hopeless romantic, and it seemed to be a viral curse that came with being an author of certain genres (your mind instantly wandered to all the penelope douglas novels you’ve binge read overnight). you have written out beautiful stories about finding love in the most curious of places. however, you’ve never experienced it for yourself.

or maybe you have and you don’t really care to admit that you have fallen under the “best friends to lovers” trope you always lean to when you plan out your stories.

you loved yoongi, simple as that.

but what is it to him?

“i’m trying to gather a male’s perspective of love and you’re the only male i trust. plus, you have such a poetic way with words, with you being a lyricist and all, that maybe you could give me something to use,” you state. it was true, you were currently tackling a new project. you have never written a story where the male has fallen in love before the female.

you’ve seen many dramas with it but you wanted something different but familiar in a sense. it wasn’t like you to ask for help, usually entrapping yourself in your office space at home for weeks at a time. usually it would be yoongi who would stop by every day to assure you’ve showered and eaten at some point. hell, he’s even wrestled you to a flat surface of some sort and forced your eyes shut just so you could get some type of rest.

“and you think i’ve been in love before?” he asks incredulously. you roll your eyes and then narrow them at him, hinting the fact that you know he has.

and he has.

he’s told you all about his first love: the piano. he wrote an entire song about it. although that wasn’t the type of love you were going for, love is love. you needed something to get you out of this writer’s block you were quicksanded into.

“what about first love? a song about your literal first love?” you chide, folding your legs underneath you to sit on them.

“it was about a piano,” he lied, snorting in response.

yes, he lied. to the world and especially, to you.

first love was never about his piano. well.. not entirely. sure, his first passion was the piano. but his first love? it was you. it still is. it always will be.

you and yoongi have achieved the good ol’ “childhood bestfriends” badge when you guys met at a ripe age of 6. you had moved in from the states and were forced to integrate into a korean-speaking classroom. you were shy and reserved, opting to play alone. yoongi noticed you and he also noticed the way the kids started to belittle your ethnic differences. he found you amusing. not in a childlike sense, but in a fatuation kind of way. he found your differences to be a breath of fresh air, staring at you to drink in as much as he could. it took all the courage in the world to speak to you at last, hoping you didn’t revert back into yourself, isolating away completely.

but he should’ve known better. when you first noticed him approaching you, you offered a gentle smile. you offered the first exchange of words, initiating a conversation. yoongi and you played together all day, basking in each others presence. yoongi couldn’t wait for the day to end so it could be tomorrow and he could see you all over again.

when he asked his mother why he was always so excited to see you, she jokingly told him it was young love. when he still felt this way a decade later, he knew it was more than that.

he loved you in a way he couldn’t describe with words. yoongi had always been an “actions speak louder than words” kind of guy. but you were a linguist. you valued words more than actions. so he tried to love you in your own language and wrote first love.

he didn’t think much of the song other than as an outlet. he told his members he wasn’t even considering to use the song as his solo piece for the album. but the more he listened to it, the more he couldn’t deny how good it felt to hear his voice say all that he wanted. he wanted nothing more than to show you it. and he did.

from a distance.

he emailed you the song (despite violating literally every lawful stipulation held against him by his company) and asked you for an honest review.

of course you loved it. you loved every piece of work that yoongi put out. you knew that his love language was actions, so when he spoke with words it never seized to amaze you with how much he actually wanted to say. and when you told him that, he felt his heart clench with absolute pride and joy.

he wanted to tell you the inspiration behind the song. my god, did he want to tell you. but he’s read your novels and he knows what your characters meant when they say “i could never confess for the fear of losing you is greater than the fear of never having loved you at all.” (btw, he nearly got that tattooed on him after he read the line in your first book because it was so painstakingly relatable.)

so when he glanced over to the keyboard nestled against the wall of his studio, he mustered up the best lie as humanly possible.

“it’s about my piano,” he told you. you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, not quite understanding how in the hell this song was about an inanimate object but you shrugged and continued nonetheless.

needless to say, he changed the lyrics into the song it is today. to prevent further embarrassment than what he’d already endured. and he stuck with the story about his first love always being his piano. and he stuck with hiding and withholding his emotions from you.

“love is love, gi. i really just need some sort of inspiration. i feel like my head is going to burst,” you groan, your head rolling back from exhaustion. yoongi chuckled at your actions, spinning around to look at you. he noted the fact that you discarded your shoes, probably long ago. your glasses sat perched on the keyboard of your laptop, scattered sheets of paper overtaking the coffee table. you felt comfortable here, in his safe space. that made his heart race a bit, those small actions meaning more to him than you’ll ever know.

“well, what specifically did you want to know?” he asks, feeding into your curiosity. you heave a deep sigh before picking your head back up. you reach for your glasses, sliding them onto your face before you gather your notepad and pencil.

“how did you know you were in love?” you asked, scribbling down the question. yoongi grew silent, trying to pre-select the proper words to avoid detection.

“uhm… i guess it was when i realized how codependent i was. i couldn’t live, breath, eat or sleep without my piano. whenever i was away. i wished time would speed up so i could see it again. when i was playing, i felt like nothing else mattered. because nothing else did,” yoongi smiled, your face and the memories of your childhood floating in his head as he spoke. he could hear the scribbling of your pencil as you took note of what he said. he watched you with pure adoration.

he wanted to tell you. now would’ve been the perfectly romantic time to do so. but he wasn’t so sure how. he knew you needed words. but how do you tell a love story novelist the right words to explain how he felt? you have written every word in a million different ways to perfectly describe how a confession should go. an omission to how you would want it to go. how could he give that to you?

“if your piano was a girl, she would be the luckiest woman in the world,” you chuckle, a tinge of jealousy underlying in your tone. yoongi, ever the oblivious one, missed it. all he could hang onto was the fact that you said what you had said. you would only have to consider one lucky if it’s something you would want for yourself. did you want to be loved by him?

no, no, no. he couldn’t allow his mind to wander that way. he didn’t want to break his own heart by filling it up with unnecessary hope. but he had to know.

“what do you mean?” he asks, adding in a playful to chuckle to lighten the severity of the question.

it was do or die time for you. either you could be honest and tell him how you really felt, or you could cower away and continue to vicariously live through your characters. you wished you had more time to outweigh each outcome before making such a critical decision. but this wasn’t a novel and you weren’t fictional. this was real and you had to put on your big girl panties and make a choice. god, did you hope you weren’t making a consequential mistake.

“any woman would be lucky to be loved by you yoongi,” you shrug. further scribbling down your conversation onto your notepad.

“even you?” he asked. your eyes widened and the pencil slipped from your grip, a soft clattering sound echoing in the silence. was this happening? was this actually happening? are both of you really panicking at the moment?

“i mean, yeah of course. i’ve always told you i would be better off with you than with any of my shitty exes,” you joke. yes, a joke. that should ease the tension right? that should make the tension less palpable and the air less stiff.

“ya know, when i was first writing first love, i almost didn’t do it…” yoongi trails off. you furrow your eyebrows at the sudden topic change, but decided to roll with it.

“why? it’s such a good song. it’s actually one of my favorite songs written by you,” you confess. this makes yoongi smile to himself.

“it wasn’t about a piano at first. it was about a girl i had learned to fall in love with over time,” yoongi says, absentmindedly speaking out loud. you clung to his words, hoping that it didn’t lead to heartache in the end.

“her love language differs from mine greatly. she prefers words over actions. she needs them. and not words of validation because she practices self validation in her own way, which only makes me love her more. but the kind of words she prefers are poetic ones, ones where metaphors show the extravagance of its significance. she basks in the way words warm her spirit and her soul. she prefers words like alluring and pulchritudinous over cute and beautiful. but that doesn’t mean beautiful doesn’t make her heart race. i don’t even know how to spell pulchritudinous,” yoongi chuckles softly. you were teared up at this point, the tears dancing on your waterline as they wait for the right moment to fall uninterrupted.

“and god i hope she loves me back. i’ve built up some sense of hope because she knows my love language is the opposite of hers. she shows she cares for me in the way that she silently sits next to me in the mornings as i mull over my day. i know she always has a million questions but she lets me sit and stew in my emotions before communicating in the way that we do. it’s the way that she keeps me company from a distance. because even though i value alone time, i prefer being alone with her. while she does her thing and i do mine. it’s the way she knows i love acts of service. whether that be her grocery shopping for me or cooking the food itself. or when she knows how tired i get that cleaning my room is the lowest priority on my list but she still comes to my house and cleans my room for me so i can just go straight to sleep. i know she’s a linguist and words are her entire being and way of life. but when she loves me with her actions, in a language i understand and value, it makes me want to read the god damn dictionary just so i can shower her in whatever words she loves most.”

my god you’ve never cried this much. the tears couldn’t stop, even if you begged them to. you were so overwhelmed with love for this man that you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

“i’ve never really thought to tell her. despite my showering her in her love language, i could never find the proper words to say to explain how i felt at the time. then she wrote her first book. i remember she stayed up all night stressing about the outcome. and when she finished and she published it, i remember feeling this overwhelming joy for her. i felt so proud of her and the story itself. i stood in line when it first came out and was the first one to buy it. i think i finished the book in a span of two hours. and then i read it again and again and i still read it now, even after all this time. i read it so i could get the same feeling i did when i read my favorite line,” yoongi continues.

“what was your favorite line?” you sob. yoongi smiled at you and pulled himself closer to, sitting on the opposite side of the table.

“actually, there’s two. the first one was ‘i could never confess for the fear of losing you is greater than the fear of never having loved you at all.’ it resonated so well with me because i loved her so fucking much. she was the only person in the world that i wanted around me all the time. everyone always says that its better to have loved and lost than better to have never loved at all. but they’re so fucking wrong. because although loving her would be the greatest privilege known to man, the fear of losing her is so much greater because i would rather die than to not have her in my life,” he murmurs, fingers fiddling with one another. you gulp in anticipation, clinging onto every second that passes between you two.

“and the second quote?” you ask hesitantly.

“the second quote? it’s from her first book too. the girl finally confesses to the guy and the guy says to her ‘i have never known a love greater than yours for it has taught me the power of loving myself by loving you’. you have made me a better man. a better artist. a better friend, yn. and if i'm alone in this, tell me now. because, god, i love you," yoongi breathes out. it felt as all time has stopped and that the world was frozen. and for you, that would be alright because then you would get to be here with him, forever.

“have i ever left you alone when you needed me most?” you reply. and to yoongi, that was better than anything you could’ve ever said. because you haven’t. even when the darkness of the night demanded it’s attention and imposed loneliness, you were the light that cut through it all, insisting that your presence was brighter than any light the moon could’ve casted. and what did that mean? yoongi didn’t need anything else. he didn’t need the loneliness and he didn’t need to ever be alone. he had you. and it seemed to him that you were saying that he always will.

and to him? well.. isn’t that what love was?

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bts yoongi x reader one of my favorite drabbles omg it's sO gOod wtf I'm literally ascending to heaven rn The ending made me soft af :<

Jungkook: Deep Breath (3)

In which Junction really hates your microwave.

Tags/warnings: Alien!Jungkook part 9643 I guess, human!Reader, futuristic, Angst, Fluff, strangers to lovers, eventual smut, jungkook is VERY touchy, Alien shenanigans and scary human things

Additional Chapter Warnings: scary home appliances, some angst, kook has it bad for mc

Chapter Length: mid/long

<-Previous | Next ->

At this point, you've learned that while you're both similar in some things, there's a lot of things Jungkook has never seen before.

He'd just started to work nowadays; finally settling in, a routine slowly forming around the two of you. It's oddly nice to not be home alone the entire time anymore- your own job giving you the ability to work from home, at your own pace, as long as you met the deadlines.

And when Jungkook is home, you try and give him a bit of quiet time, so you do all thw loud household chores while he's at work. You don't know why you're like this- you're normally not this considerate with anyone.

You've been told by a friend who has a Kumya in his apartment too, that some of the things he does aren't just simply quirks of his kind that meant nothing more than being friendly- like how he keeps asking if you'd like to sleep in his room for some made up reasons like 'there's a storm outside, what if the power goes out?' or 'maybe I'm scared..', or how he stays close to you even if he's tired and you're just working on some boring software he knows all about.

But you deny any of that- he's just especially kind, nothing more.

"I like this." He says, making you jump up in shock as he stands behind you with his empty cereal bowl- his eyes widening and brows raising to show his concern. "I'm sorry- I always forget you humans don't have very good senses." He tells you, and you laugh it off, shaking your head as you lean against your kitchen counter.

"No no, it's more-" you look at him, and his bright eyes, before you're smiling reassuringly. "Its more the whole.. talking inside my head thing that startles me." You explain, and he nods.

"Ah, I see." He answers. "I'll.. I can-" He starts, looking troubled, before you put a hand on his shoulder, making him stare at it.

"Dont worry jungkook." You tell him, referring to his mask still covering half his face. "What did I say yesterday?" You ask, and he sighs out physically, before his voice is back in your head.

"Everything at my pace." He says, before he leans his head on your hand still on his shoulder affectionately- another thing about his kind that you still have to get used to. His constant cuddling, his puppy dog eyes when you'd told him you'd sleep in different rooms at the beginning of the week, the overall physical affection he shows like second nature- it's all a little different to him than to you, considering that its as natural as shaking hands for him.

And so you can't help how your heart beats faster as you watch the moment unfold, before he looks at you again with happy eyes, holding out his empty bowl. "Can I have some more cereal?"

"yeah yeah! Sure, you don't have to ask." you chuckle, before you part from him, microwave suddenly beeping to signal that your food was ready.

It all happens so quickly.

You can see how Jungkooks typically white pupils suddenly turn into cat-like slits, before you're held close to his chest, both of you on the ground. there's an almost growling sound coming from him before you notice him.. Trembling?

"kook?" you ask hesitantly, looking up to see him stare down your microwave with eyes like daggers. He's still holding you, until you slowly move around. "hey, it's just the microwave-?" you wonder, before he suddenly hides his face in your shoulder, and.. Cries? "hey hey, nothing happened, I'm sorry if that scared you-"

"no no it's.." he starts, but he needs a moment to collect himself it seems. "it.. I thought it would, you know.." he starts, but you just run a hand over his back, reassuring him. "sorry. I'll get used to it soon." he echoes in your thoughts.

"thank you." you say instead, making him move a bit to look at you, eyes all round and glossy. "for protecting me you know? Thanks." you say with a smile, and he starts to grin proudly at that, quickly becoming a bit bashful even.

If you only knew what you're doing, he thinks to himself.

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I LOVE IT jungkook x reader I can only recommend reading this! Hehe it's so cuuuuute I'm a simp for him :3 It's definitely going to be one of my favorite series ahhhhh how can someone be this cute?! It's a trap tho you'll die for sure it's that sweet oof jungkook killed me

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flowerprincejin

3 years ago

of honey and cinnamon | jjk

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader

⇢ genre: fluff, one shot, slice of life au, enemies to lovers, musician!jungkook

⇢ word count: 14k

⇢ warnings: explicit language, mentions of terminal illness, mentions of death, themes of grief, slight plot twist, a surprising consumption of sugar, enough cheesiness to last you a lifetime

⇢ summary: what makes a three-day train ride back to your hometown anything but dull and dreadfully long? the answer, and your salvation from a boring trip home, was being stuck in the same cart as jeon jungkook for the entire ride there. unknown to you, he would turn this mundane trip into an unexpected adventure.

♪ playlist: dream a little dream of me - ella fitzgerald, departure - joe hisaishi, a journey (a dream of flight) - joe hisaishi, longing for mother’s return - satoshi takebe, the sixth station - joe hisaishi, a town with an ocean view - joe hisaishi, you’re in love - joe hisaishi, one summer’s day - joe hisaishi ♪

a/n: this was honestly one of my favorite fics to write! ever! it was heavily inspired by studio ghibli movies hence the playlist because i recently binged a bunch of ghibli films (and i do not regret it) so, i tried to replicate the vibes from the movies i watched as best as i could!! :)) i hope you lovely readers enjoy!

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fic rec i cried IM IN LOVE WITH THIS god this fic is a masterpiece beautiful and soft

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flowerprincejin

3 years ago

Aim For The Heart | Chapter 15: Someone Like You

Pairing: hitman!jungkook x female reader

Genre: romance, drama, angst, fluff

WC: 7.7k

Warnings for this chapter: strong language, smoking, mentions of stalking, talk of past illegal drug dealing,

summary; Jeon Jungkook is an infamous hitman, known for his inability to fail at whatever job is thrown his way. At least, up until now. Y/n, a kind-hearted and full of life teacher, is his newest target. Jeon isn’t sure who would put a hit on this seemingly innocent girl, but fortunately, that isn’t his problem. All he has to do is pull the trigger.

Previous > Next

You’ve called him seven times today.

Seven times and he hasn’t answered yet.

You’re sitting on your couch, worrying your bottom lip as you send him yet another text message.

jungkook are you okay? please just tell me you’re alright.

You haven’t seen him or heard from him since yesterday after he left your place.

The police officers outside came to your door yesterday evening and told you that they had found Kihyun.

But he was dead.

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flowerprincejin

3 years ago

Between the Lines | JJK (02)

summary: Jungkook Ackerman was humanity’s strongest soldier. He could do everything, especially if it had something to do with killing those gigantic monsters called titans. Rumor had it that the only thing he couldn’t do was say “no” to Namjoon Smith, the commander of Survey Corps.

What would happen when the said commander introduced you, his daughter who he had been hiding for eighteen years, to Jungkook?

Jungkook was never good at meeting new people.

He was exceptionally not good at dealing with brats, just like you.

Did meeting you finally taught Jungkook to draw a line at saying “yes” to Namjoon?

Or would he just deal with you, also known as the commander’s daughter who had been raised by those filthy military police?

content / warnings: aot universe, fluff, angst, fantasy au, jungkook ackerman, bts as aot characters, arson, heart attack.

pairing: captain!jungkook x reader

word count: 3.8k (chapter 02 - don’t cross the line)

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“Are you sure?” Namjoon’s face lit up when Jungkook accepted the request. “You’re not going to change your mind?”

The captain lazily rolled his eyes at that. He looked bored when he folded his arms across his chest and said, “let me meet her before I change my mind.”

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i love this aot I'm an anime Lover it's soooooooo good omg Jungkook is intimidating but hot

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flowerprincejin

4 years ago

Ahhhh well idk xD It was really relaxing and fun doing this, soooo thanks for tagging meeeee :)))))

Hmm welp I guess I'll tag @taerseok and @guwukie for this one. I'm curious whut you both will get x3 💕

I was tagged by both @ditttiii and @cassiavioletblue to do this

What a beautiful, inspiring and calming test to do. The graphics and sound were so pretty and calming ☺️

here's the link: 🌹

I tag: @dimpled-gukkie @purpleful @dollwithluv @taelepathic @taelepathysroom @queenkenderella @rins-simp @spiritualotaku @iknowsongbutidontknowsongname @writemywaytoyourheart @rosita7703 @taeandpuppies @taichoushadow @beomgyutie @jemgrl81 @melonkooky

💜

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tag thingy idk what to tag uh ah ha ha

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flowerprincejin

3 years ago

Ahhhhh thank you for tagging me @writemywaytoyourheart 🥺🤍

My Result:

Hobicore

ur hobicore!!! u remind me of bright colours, and bold, fun and very cutesy looks ! ur a very fun and outspoken person :)

Well I didn't expect it, but tbh it kinda fits 😂💕 I'm definitely happy with the result >:3

Thanks again for tagginge me, it was much fun to do! I'll tag: @taerseok @scribblemetae and @guwukie (if they haven't done it yet) and my other friends that I'm too lazy to tag 😂 sorry not sorry :)

bts core

This is so cute!! Thank you to the lovely @ccypher3 for tagging me!!

take the quiz here!

taecore

ur taecore! u remind me of warm colours, art and comfy earth toned clothes! u are an artistic and cozy person

I’m kind of shocked and this is definitely not what I was expecting but I don’t hate it! I guess I give off taehyung vibes?? 👀

this is too cute and I loved taking this quiz! @btsbias @applehairjin @kooksmos @taegiseok @taetheking @moonchild1 @xjoonchildx @sweetpjm @gguksgalaxy @taemeout – I would love to see what y'all get!!

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tagging game I still don't know what I'm doing hobicore I like the result

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flowerprincejin

4 years ago

omg haha @writemywaytoyourheart gUrl... that could be us lmao...I just know 😂🍋

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3 years ago

I gasp once, and in that breath, I accept you in | Epilogue

🏵️ Wordcount: 3k 🏵️ Genre: Fluff/angst/smut | From strangers to lovers!AU • FWB!AU 🏵️ Jungkook x Reader 🏵️ Description: In which Jungkook arrives to your small town to spend the holidays, and you slowly let go of all the ghosts of your past 🏵️ Warnings: age difference (10 years gap, both characters are adults); mention of panic attack; characters death (not the main protagonists); 🏵️ A/N: if you follow me for a little while, you know I’m having a hard time with writing and sharing my works since I’ve posted this story -especially on Tumblr. I didn’t feel like sitting down and complete the epilogue -but I pushed myself hard to finish it, so here it is. This goes to all the lovely people who read the first two parts and let me know their opinion; and to the lovely people who always had/have a kind word toward me and my stories. Consider it my present for you, because you deserve a nice ending. Probably gonna take a small break from writing because I don’t have the right mind to dedicate so many hours to it, see you around 🐰

If someone would’ve told you that you’d end up spending your days far away from the blinding lights of a big city, you’d have surely laughed at the top of your lungs.

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like seriously jungkook x reader I'm on cloud 9 i found another great story! i love the poem scene it's super sweet the ending makes me feel all warm i can only recommend reading this masterpiece!

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flowerprincejin

4 years ago

Since I Got Tagged By My Little Soulmate @writemywaytoyourheart 🖤 I Had To Do It Hehe~

Since I got tagged by my little Soulmate @writemywaytoyourheart 🖤 I had to do it hehe~

I'm gonna tag my other friends @tigertaehyunq ❤️ and @guwukie 💜 Idk if they already got tagged, but oh well :') Have fun you both~

Google Aesthetic Tag

rules: google/search your name + your favorite color + the word ‘aesthetic’. take the first 4 (non collage) photos and voila you have your aesthetic moodboard! then tag your friends and moots to join.

I was tagged by my beautiful @incorrect-kpop-mess ❤️ I'll go ahead and tag @rubinora @sayumeprism @xmagicxshopx @mel-gonzalez07 @adelina1299 have fun~~ 💘

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idk what im doing aesthetic white aesthetic I tried thO

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flowerprincejin

3 years ago

Make Me || pjm

➥Pairing: dom!jimin/sub!reader, ceo!jimin, boss!jimin/employee!reader

➥Summary: After a bad breakup, you decide to go out one night and drink your sorrows away - that is, until you see your now ex-boyfriend there with someone clinging to his arm. To get your mind off of things, you go back to your job after hours; what you don’t expect is for your boss and CEO of the company, Park Jimin, to show up and offer you help in ways you didn’t know you needed.

➥Genre: smut, fluff, slight angst, mutual pining

➥Rating: 18+

➥Words: ~15.3k

➥Content Warnings: mentions of cheating, making out, marking/biting, dirty talk, cursing, sub!reader, dom!jimin, some bdsm elements (reader’s hands are bound during parts of it), slight exhibitionism, hair pulling, safe word (jimin has a consent kink, we love to see it), oral (f. receiving), fingering, slight spanking, jimin has a sir kink, jimin calls the reader princess a lot, body worship (jimin really likes the reader’s thighs), multiple orgasms, slight handjob, slight oral (m. receiving), reader fawns over jimin’s tattoo (we all know the one), unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), rough sex, possessive!jimin, cumming inside, praise, aftercare, jimin is soft for the reader, they also banter and it’s cute, also let’s all have a moment of silence for jimin’s desk

A/N: ok so I had a little bit of a hard time finishing this one because I felt like I might be getting repetitive or boring, etc. and I was unhappy with how it was turning out for a while and thought I may not actually be able to complete it. BUT I finally finished it and I hope anyone who reads it enjoys it! Please let me know what you think, if you’d like~

As always, special thank you to @dntaewithluv for always supporting me and offering encouragement (being my biggest hype-person particularly for this work), and for also basically being my beta reader for everything. Especially helping me catch my typos, you are truly a blessing and I’m very grateful for you. ❤

➥Masterlist

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It was Thursday night. You typically didn’t go out except during the weekends, but you thought fuck it, you were heartbroken and needed some fun.

You had decided to go to the bar near where you worked, only a 10 minute or so drive away. Your old friend from college met you there, since you wanted to catch up with her.

Both of you were chatting and having a good time, and had been for about half an hour, before it happened. Across the room, you spotted the last person you wanted to see: your ex, as of very recently. And he wasn’t by himself; he had someone clinging to his arm, laughing obnoxiously loud at whatever he’d just said.

As he grinned down at the obviously drunken girl that was attached to him, you felt a dull pain in your chest. The two of you hadn’t even been broken up properly for a week and he was already off dating someone else. It didn’t surprise you, really, considering you broke up because he cheated on you in the first place, but still seeing it in person like this hurt.

You wasted almost a year of your life with this person only for him to go and betray you for more than half of your time together. He’d been mentally checked out of the relationship long before you ended it, and even though you saw it, you didn’t want to acknowledge it. You didn’t want to let go because you thought maybe he could change, maybe deep down he did love you like he said he did.

One person had tried to convince you otherwise, but you didn’t listen. Of all the people it could be, it was your boss who tried to talk some common sense into you.

Park Jimin, CEO of the Park & Jeon law firm. This man was your boss of 2 years now, and also the man you’d had the biggest crush on since you first laid eyes on him. It was, of course, an unrequited crush, and even if the feelings were mutual, dating someone you worked with – especially if that person is your boss – has always been a taboo sort of topic. So you never acted on it, you just kept it to yourself and swallowed down any feelings of hope whenever something might happen.

You briefly recalled something that had happened a few weeks ago at the office, one night when you decided to stay late after a fight with your – then – boyfriend.

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