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"Y-Yoongi-" He whined then, rutting desperately against the soft sheets of his own bed. A louder cry was pulled from his throat as the man above him raised a hand to smack the exposed flesh of his backside.
"That's not my name." A gruff, amused voice replied back, Seokjin's ears barely picking up the hushed reply. His face and chest were already flushed with red, the tips of his ears burning. Under normal circumstances, they would've found relief in a brief, rushed meeting in one of the backrooms at the company, but Yoongi had, surprisingly, dragged the older man back to their apartment while the others stayed behind.
All Seokjin could process at the moment was that he was currently pressed against his bed, wrists secured above his head, his pants and boxers long gone. His ass burnt but Yoongi had been rougher with him before.
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Yoongi didn't mean to come back to the dorm at five in the morning. One minute it was barely twelve, his inspiration suddenly catching after hearing a new beat, his mind wandering to a place that he often visited in his daydreams- by the time the clock at the bottom of his screen caught his attention, it was almost four thirty.
He had blinked his eyes and stretched after saving the part that he had been working on. He was no longer surprised after coming back to reality after his sudden dives through lyrics and tempos; that had passed years ago. He had come to expect them, especially late at night. All of them were night owls, thankfully, but Yoongi sometimes felt that his insomnia was the worst of the bunch.
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Yoongi comes home late (early) to find a certain someone in his bed.
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Break In(to My Heart) by Iridescentpulse for lulublue1234
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
05 Sep 2017
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His genius plan had been to duck into a random stranger’s apartment for just a few minutes, the door had been left cracked open even, long enough to hopefully elude his crazy, stalker ex-girlfriend but luck was just not on his side that day at all- He had been waiting just inside the doorway, hadn’t even bothered looking around much after the initial quick sweep with his eyes to make sure no one had been in the immediate area of the kitchen or the living area.
He had collapsed against the wall, breathing hard and heavy from the sudden weight of the situation he was in, and how it couldn’t possibly get any worse. After a few moments, he had heard bags rustling just outside the door, and he had darted into the hallway closet as fast as he could, barely closing the door in time to see a man walk into the apartment and close the door behind him with his foot, arms still struggling to hold all of his bags of groceries.
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You snuck into my apartment to avoid your ex while my door was open for groceries and I got so scared I spilled the milk everywhere?
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“Hey, let him go!” He had yelled, but about half way in they had already deposited half of the man’s body into the van, leaving two of them to turn around sharply, clearly startled.
The look in their eyes had told him he had made a grave mistake- His hand had reached to grab his cell phone from his pocket as he turned to run, but two strong arms had come around his waist, the taller man effortlessly picking him up and slinging him back toward the van, another had grabbed his arm harshly, shaking the phone from his grip. He kicked his legs but only met air- The last thing he had remembered was the surprised look from the stranger in the van, before he had felt a stinging pain from a blow to his head and his vision had gone dark.
Now, he struggled to sit up from the seat, trying to string his thoughts together. One of the men from earlier hovered over him, a sinister look in his eyes.
“The boss isn’t going to be happy you decided to tag along.”
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Seokjin hadn't expected to stumble across an abduction and get taken himself- and he certainly hadn't expected the person he had been trying to help to be a secret agent.
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Seokjin’s eyes swept the table before placing his chips in the space before him, smiling as the dealer flicked a card in his direction, and then another as they cycled through.
An ace was revealed first, and then a two.
The count was now +18.
Luck would be on his side that night, he could feel it. He sent a small smirk in Namjoon’s direction as he slid two red chips to sit below his cards. He was dressed expensively; no one would bat an eye at his one thousand dollar in- his disguise as a wealthy, millionaire’s bored son worked back then and it would work the same now.
Unknowingly to him, someone was watching-
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Seokjin just wants to card count at a new casino but a certain someone gets in his way.
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Jeongguk really loves all the hot, desperate noises that Seokjin makes during sex. For whatever reason though, Seokjin has a hard time letting himself be vocal— maybe it's shyness and embarrassment, or maybe it's that streak of brattiness Seokjin has that often reveals itself when he's trying to be submissive. Either way, he doesn't know what makes him hold back; but it doesn't really matter, because Jeongguk is a master at choking those pretty little noises out of Seokjin's gorgeous throat.
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Riding in Cars with Boys by Dalankar for Iridescentpulse
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
07 May 2017
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Jin likes pretty boys and fast cars. So does Jungkook. But of course there is a little bit more to it than that.