Glass Cage

Jin as Husband Material 💍🤴🏻

Having him serenade you everyday

obviously he was the chef in the relationship

He always loved talking about how amazing your relationship is

texting each other 24/7

Being exercise buddies

going on expensive holidays together

Of course he reminded you how handsome he is everyday

going shopping together was your favourite thing to do! Jin loves picking out outfits for you

He loved embarrassing you in public as he loved seeing you blush and go all shy

having to look after him 24/7 as you knew he gets scared of a lot of things

"Because I still love you."~ Kim Taehyung

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Genre: ANGST

Requested by: This lovely person whom I can't seem to tag hehe

Summary: Taehyung breaks up with you with a promise to come back.

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"Tae?"

A soft smile grew on Taehyung's face at the gentle whisper that reached his ears. A satisfied hum buzzed out of his chest as he wriggled around in the confined space of the couch to face you. With swollen, red eyes that were dazed with sleep, Taehyung blinked a few times so that he could focus on the gentle glow of the kitchen light that kissed your cheek golden.

"Was I snoring?" he teased you, raising a hand to push your hair out of your face before fondly stroking the side of your head. You shook your head, resting your hand against his bare chest and sighing deeply.

"I just missed you."

"I'm right here baby," he frowned. "Did you have a bad dream?"

"I was just thinking," you whispered, your eyes scrunching shut at the quiver in your voice that betrayed your strong façade. Before he could catch sight of the tears shining in your eyes, you swiftly lodged your face into the curve of his shoulder, holding him close against you.

"What were you thinking about?" he let his lips rest over your ear.

"About how much I love you?" you short titter escaped when he traced his finger over the outline of your back. "Stop, that tickles."

"I know it does," he smirked but stopped his actions nonetheless. "Do you know what I was dreaming of?"

You shook your head, "What?"

With an amused sound, he gently pushed you back to take a look at you. "I had a dream that we had two kids, a girl, and a boy. Our girl was tall and she had your smile, and she was carrying our son in her arms. You know who she reminded me of?" he spoke quietly, his eyes following every place his finger traveled.

"Me?" you wondered. He nodded instantly, a wide smile taking over his expression. "Yes, you." He pinched your nose lovingly.

"She looked so responsible, with her gorgeous brown hair up until her shoulders. She had the kindest eyes, but what made me feel the happiest was the way she was caring for her brother. She held him so carefully, so delicately, she looked over him with the fondest eyes, and I just knew that even if I had to die at that very moment, she would never forsake her baby brother, she would always make sure that there would never come a day he goes hungry," Taehyung's eyes glistened under the dull light that came from the kitchen, looking down at you proudly.

"That was the very first time I had a dream about our future. Our children. And it makes me fall in love with you even more."

"Tae," you whispered. He nodded, brushing away the tear that rolled its way down your cheek. "We'll get there, sweetheart," he assured you, placing a firm kiss on your forehead.

"I'm afraid," you mumbled under your breath, holding onto him tighter in fear that he would disappear any moment. He frowned again, this time catching your face properly in his palms.

"Why?" he asked you, his voice low and gentle.

"I don't know," you let out a shaky breath, lowering your gaze.

"Hey, talk to me," he urged.

"Taehyung," you sighed, sitting up and turning away from him. He followed soon, but he stayed behind you, his hands pulling you back against his chest. "What if we don't make it?"

"Don't say such things, love. Why won't we make it?" you could hear the frown in his voice.

When you didn't reply, he lay his head upon your shoulder, reaching for your hands and intertwining them together with his own. "I love you, I need you to know that, okay?"

He sighed in relief when he felt you nod. "I love you too."

"Tell me what you feel," he muttered against the fabric of your t-shirt.

You looked down at his fingers that had enveloped your hands within his. Brushing his thumb tenderly with your own, you leaned into his embrace.

"I'm afraid I'll lose you."

Taehyung nodded, and you felt the ghost of a smile tug at your lips when he pulled you impossibly closer to his chest. His head was still lowered, a technique of getting you to open up without the fear of being pressured by someone's gaze. "You won't."

"I am scared of things going wrong if people find out about us."

He nodded again, lifting his head just a little so that he could kiss your shoulder blade. "We will face it together."

"I'm afraid you will leave me," you finally whispered, a teardrop falling onto his wrist. Taehyung froze behind you, his own eyes filling with tears at the fear that laced your voice. He had never seen you so afraid, so vulnerable, so broken before him.

"I won't," he mumbled against your skin, keeping his lips attached to you as he whispered it again. When you bent forward and began to cry, he moved with you, keeping you right against his heart and crying with you. "I won't leave you, baby. I won't."

"I'm scared Taehyung," you cried softly, his heart breaking at the feel of your tears falling onto his hand. He nodded, pulling you back so that you could lean against his shoulder.

"Hey, hey, listen to me, sweetheart, please," Taehyung mumbled, kissing away your tears and resting his face against yours. "There are so many people who already know about us, right? The boys have supported us from the very beginning, the company gave us a green signal too, do you remember how much we fought so that they could let us stay together? We can fight the world, as long as we stay together."

You let Taehyung hold you, one hand keeping both of yours in his grasp while the other wrapped around your chest, firmly attaching you to him.

"And our parents know about us too, sweetheart. Remember how my mum almost got us married when we went to meet her for the first time?" he giggled at the memory, his heart fluttering at the soft laugh that escaped your lips. "That was wild."

"Right? And I wouldn't want to brag but I know I impressed your dad with the very first conversation I had with him."

"All you said was, 'It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir,' and he fell for you," you chuckled softly, tilting your head towards him as he kissed your temple.

"I know he did, but my favorite part was when he told me that I was the best boyfriend he could have ever asked for his daughter." He whispered, squeezing your hand in assurance.

"We have so many people who love us, and most of all, we love each other. It's one of the strongest weapons to use when we have to fight the world, baby."

"I know," you pulled his arm closer to you. "I guess I was just overthinking."

"I won't ever leave you, Jagiya. Not happening. Imma kick it with a big fat 'NO', just like our dance move in Dynamite," the two of you began to laugh softly, a glimpse of the morning sun peeking through the windows.

"You promise?"

He finally turned you around in his arms, leaning forward to hold your lips with his in an embrace of its own.

"I promise."

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Promises.

Dreams.

A future.

Love.

When did such things begin to play hide and seek? You needed to know because these very words finally decided to play games with you.

A very cruel, heart-wrenching game.

You struggled to stay connected, your fists clenched and lips trembling as you watched the man who once comforted you with his words turn into a monster. A monster whose face turned a deeper shade of red with rage, droplets of spit spurting out of his lips with each word that he spat at you, the same lips that would kiss away your pain every single time. The same lips that mouthed the words that made you think it would've been better for him to just take a knife and stab you right in the chest.

It hurt. It hurt more than words could ever express as you stood in front of the man you struggled to stay connected with. Gone was the man who dreamt of a future with you. Gone was the man who promised to never leave you. Gone was the man who wished to fight the world hand-in-hand with you. No matter how much you tried to look for that very man, it was as if he ceased to exist. All you could see was a monster, a liar, a heartless, cold man who blamed you for things you were once most afraid of.

It made you feel ashamed to even bring his name to your tongue, it made you want to dig a hole in the ground and disappear, because his dark gaze made you feel so small. Yet you stood upright, with your eyes connected to his. When all else fails, you are the only person who can stand up for you, right? You are the only person who can make sure your head is held high, you are the only one who could save up enough energy to just stand, and face it like the woman that you were...right?

"Leave."

"What?"

"Did I stutter?" you asked him calmly, even though your tears were on a trip of their own. "Leave my house, right now."

"Why are you acting like this is my fault?" Taehyung's voice suddenly lost its punch, lowering down to a milder tone.

"I'm sorry Taehyung. It's my fault. Everything is my fault, okay? Are you satisfied now?" you sighed in defeat, your eyes burning with tiredness.

"Do you even realize what you have done?" he questioned you.

Unable to believe the audacity of the man in front of you, your jaw clenched in pain. "Yes. In fact, I do, do you need me to write it down for you so that you can stop shoving it into my face?" you yelled.

"I know I made a mistake Taehyung! I should've been more careful. I made a mistake that I've always been afraid of making but for the stupidest of reasons, I let my guard down because YOU," you pointed an accusing finger right at him, "You promised me that no matter what happens, we would fight this together. You held me that day and told me that you would never leave me and you ask me if I realize what I have done?"

He stood silently, his own eyes beginning to water at your words, which made you laugh in disbelief. "You do not have the right to be crying Taehyung. You walk in here after not contacting me for a week! And you break up with me because I simply wanted to hold your hand in the godforsaken park that you took me to?"

"Stop," he warned you, shutting his eyes.

"Really Taehyung? Really? I let you speak and take out all your anger on me because yes, whatever happened has negatively impacted your career, but didn't I always tell you that this day would come? And now you want me to stop?" you cried out, pulling at your hair as you watched him cover his face.

"Okay," you sniffled, wiping your tears away and pushing your hair behind your ears. "Let me tell you what is about to happen. You walk out the door and go fix whatever issue it was that led you to break the one woman who trusted you with her life. Go and apologize to your 'fans' and tell them you're sorry for dating someone without asking for their permission. Go and ask for forgiveness from the company that you slog day in and day out for, only because you wanted to be human for once."

"(Y/n)-"

"I'm not finished," you stated firmly, instantly silencing him.

"Once you leave, you better accept the fact that we are done. For good. Because there is no way in hell that I would be able to live with a man who broke me the way you did today."

To distract yourself from the clenching pain in your chest, you sat back down on the couch. The exact same couch that held memories that made you want to cry all over again.

"(Y/n), can you give it some time, please?" he pleaded, kneeling in front of you and holding your hands in his. You looked at him with tear-filled eyes, watching him as a pained look overtook his expression. "Let it settle for a while, please baby."

"Are you really asking me this? After all the things you told me today? You blamed me for the way your fan count decreased Taehyung, you blamed me for the insults that they never forget to bombard me with every single day. You told me that our relationship was the reason why people have stopped listening to your music?"

"No, no...please," he begged you, resting his head on your lap. You simply looked at him, your head beginning to throb. "Please, I'll come back to you, I swear, just give me some time. I'm sorry."

"It's not okay," you shook your head, pushing him away gently and looking him straight in the eye. There were tears falling from them, and you sat back and wondered how it was possible for him to be crying right now.

"I don't want you to come back to me, Taehyung. I cannot be with you. You hurt me, more than anyone has ever hurt me. You broke me to pieces today," you whispered, finally breaking down in front of him. Taehyung shook his head, sitting back down on the floor and crying into his hands, soft sobs causing his body to shudder as he heard you cry before him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." he blubbered messily, "Please, let me sort everything out. Give me one more chance, baby, please. Let me come back to you."

Taehyung suddenly jolted upright, leaping towards you on his knees, grabbing your hands and holding them tenderly to his lips. With sorrowful eyes, he looked up at you, utterly broken at the pain he could see on your face. "I"m sorry, I'm sorry for not fighting for you. I'm sorry I gave up on you, but please, give me a chance to make things right. Please. I can't lose you, that was never my intention."

You sighed, shaking your head and releasing your hands from his grip. "You lost me the moment you gave up on me, Taehyung."

"No," he cried, standing up with you and stopping you from walking away. "I said I'm sorry, please give me a chance to convince them, I'll come back to you, I'll hold your hand and take you out for a date with no shame and nothing to hide. I'll show the world that I'm in love and one day when we get married I wil-"

"Taehyung, stop," you whispered, suddenly overwhelmed as you held your palm to his cheek. He began to cry instantly, leaning into your touch with his eyes shut. "What's the point in fighting for me now?"

His eyes opened, reaching up to grab your face within his warm hands. You inhaled sharply, your heart still leaping at his touch.

"Because I still love you."

Why would he say that?

Why did he have the power to break down all the walls you built up just to protect yourself?

Why was it so real?

It hurt so much to hear him say that. It broke you even more than it did when he yelled at you a few hours ago, yet you didn't stop him when he pulled you against him. You didn't push him back when he kissed you like there was no tomorrow, you couldn't stop your hands from desperately grabbing onto his collar as his fingers pulled your head closer to him. You couldn't. Even though you tried, you just couldn't.

Because you still loved him too.

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WHY DID IT HURT SO MUCH

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↳ Index [Chapter 18 - Desperation]

Pairing: Taehyung x f.Reader 

Warnings: switch!Taehyung, morning sex, desperate & passionate sex, oral (f.recieving), body worshipping, handjob, edging (m.recieving), bondage with a tie, use of vibrators, multiple orgasms (f.recieving), overstimulation, he is being very goddamn needy (he has his fangs out *screeches*), dirty talk, creampie, the aftercare *sobs*, emotional pillowtalk & Taehyung being so in love

Wordcount: 10.9k

a/n: *throws chair against a wall but it bounces back and hits me in the face and knocks me tf out*

The next morning you get woken up by a painful cry. You jolt up from being startled, feeling confused for a moment until a quiet sob next to you calls your attention. Taehyung is still deep asleep, his whole body is shaking and his eyebrows are furrowed. He must be having a bad dream, judging by his tearstained cheeks and the way his fingers grip the blanket. He had even gotten rid of his shirt in his sleep, but despite being shirtless his skin is covered in a thin layer of sweat, making his hair stick to his forehead.

“Taehyung, wake up”, you tell him, shaking him softly.

He doesn’t budge, the nightmare still has its grip on him, making him writhe on the mattress and forcing whimpers out between his gritted teeth.

“Taehyung, wake up”, you try again a little louder than before, shaking him again.

He jolts awake with a loud gasp, ripping his eyes open and looking around the room without focus. His hand is pressed to his chest as if he is trying to check if his heart is still there. He looks utterly confused, probably still half asleep. A single tear escapes his eye and runs down the side of his face.

“You were having a nightmare, weren’t you?” you ask softly, stroking the sweat-soaked strands of hair out of his face.

Relief washes over his face when the sound of your sweet voice rings in his ears and he can feel the touch of your warm fingers on his face. He can feel the weight fall from his shoulders, the painful ache in his chest is finally gone.

“You are here”, he croaks out, his voice still heavy from sleep.

“Of course I am”, you assure him, cupping his cheek, “what did you dream about?”

“Nothing, just-“, he touches your hand, “-doesn’t matter.”

He sits up to get eye to eye with you, kneeling on the bed. He holds your face in his hands, his eyes race over your body as if trying to look at everything at the same time. Your eyes, your lips, your hands, your stomach, your chest, your hair, your nose, your neck. Everything is here, real and warm. You are here, next to him. It was all a bad dream, you didn’t leave him all alone in this world as you moved on to your next life.

“You didn’t leave”, he whispers.

“Why shoul-“, you don’t get to finish your sentence before Taehyung’s lips come crashing down on yours. 

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Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: angst

warning: none

wc: 583

song rec: just a little bit of your heart - ariana grande

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I don’t ever ask you where you’ve been. I don’t feel the need to know who you're with.

Your eyes are locked on the tv when the front door opens. Jungkook once again comes home two hours later than he is supposed to. At this point it would’ve been a surprise if he came on time.

Once he takes off his jacket and shoes, he walks over to the couch to give you a kiss on the forehead. “Hi, baby.” He plops down next to you and puts arm around you, pulling you closer. “Hey.” You simply respond, hesitating before laying your head on his shoulder.

I can’t even think straight but I can tell that you were just with her. But I'll still be a fool, I'm a fool for you.

You bite your lip when you smell her perfume on his shirt. He didn’t even bother to hide the mark on his neck too. You wanna cry and scream but you feel numb. This has happened numerous times that you don’t feel anything when he comes home like this. Your friends have told you plenty of times that you should just leave him, but you just keep coming back to him.

Jungkook was your first ever actual relationship. You have never loved someone like you loved him. He is all you know.

You thought you were pathetic for not being able to leave him. For still loving him when he clearly didn’t love you anymore. You didn’t understand where it went wrong. The first year of your relationship was perfect.

I don’t ever tell you how I really feel. ‘Cause I can’t find the words to say what I feel.

He made sure you smiled everyday, comforted you on the days you were sad, went on little dates as much as possible and took you to the best restaurants every weekend. He was you everything and you were his. He would always make you feel special.

A month or two after your first anniversary together, Jungkook started to change. Getting annoyed at everything and picking fights with you. After every fight he would just shrug it off and blame it on frustration he built up from work.

Of course Jungkook didn’t act completely cold towards you. He would still bring you flowers and hold you until you fall asleep. But you two started going on fewer dates and he would act very distant at times. After a while he would get home from work late and instead of being with you on weekend’s, he’d go out drinking with his friends, at least that’s what he told you, and get home the next day.

And nothing’s ever easy, that’s what they say. I know i’m not your only but I’ll still be a fool, ‘cause i’m a fool for you.

At first you didn’t think anything of it but one night he came home with very visible marks on his neck. You went crazy as he confessed that he cheated. You told him that you never wanted to see him and he needed to get the hell out of your apartment. But two days later you were quick to let him in, thinking his apology was genuine.

The same scenario happened a few times before you just stopped reacting. You knew you could never let go of Jungkook, even if you wanted to.

I know I’m not your only, but atleast i’m one. I heard a little love is better than none.

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"you moved on. help me do the same."

i scoffed, who said i did?

thus it will become lovers to enemies to lovers au

LOVERS TO ENEMIES

• “Oh, come on, don’t glare at me like that. We’re enemies, not total strangers. Even with how much you wished we were.”

• “No. Don’t you dare. You know I would’ve burned down the entire world to earn another minute with you, and you couldn’t even be bothered to stay.”

• “I’m tired of this cat-and-mouse chase, and I can’t keep seeing your face knowing I can’t even hold you anymore.”

• “I care enough not to kill you, darling. But not enough to keep you safe.”

• “You moved on. Help me do the same.”

• “Please. Either you were lying to me this whole time, or you’re lying to yourself right now. I don’t know which hurts more.”

• “You can pretend you’re good/evil all you want, I know you. I loved you. And this is not who you are. It never was.”

“"Life is tough, and things don’t always work out well, but we should be brave and go on with our lives.”- BTS VOGUE KOREA

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