top! Yoongi

"He could get used to sitting next to Yoongi like this. To have him around. To have the band around. To smile and feel happy. To see Yoongi sitting in front of an instrument and having him play just for him. 'If this was my happy ending,' Jimin thinks, resisting the urge to lean his head on Yoongi's shoulder, 'if I wasn't who I am, I'd just let you have me whenever you want. You could have me anytime.'" As spring turns into summer, school band Cotton Candy unexpectedly loses its singer and the members are forced to look for a new vocalist. Six boys find one in the form of the promiscuous pink haired boy Park Jimin who makes a home in their hearts and finally finds a place he belongs.

Movie night with the band usually means a lazy evening watching some dull western flick while eating unhealthy amounts of popcorn, but every now and then, when it’s Jeongguk’s turn to pick, it means gory horror movies that has Jimin burying his face in the crook of his boyfriend’s neck to not scream in terror at every single jumpscare. And Yoongi? Well, Yoongi finds a new way to distract him. (kill me. please.)

In which Yoongi, after having his evening completely ruined by a drunk asshole on his way home from a rough day at the studio, decides he himself needs to get drunk and wanders into an old-fashioned pub. He may or may not find his bad mood washed away by the cute bartender, and he may or may not end up completely and utterly smitten when said bartender gets on the small stage and starts singing in the most angelic, beautiful, seductive voice he's ever heard in all his life. “You play the piano?” “I... yeah, I do, actually. How'd you know?” The bartender's smile is shy and confident all at once, and Yoongi's heart lurches in confusion. “Just a feeling,” Jimin says softly, busying himself with drying a glass. “Your hands are beautiful. They look like they were made to play an instrument.”

Park Jimin was a model quickly rising to fame. Min Yoongi was a rich music producer. They met through mutual friends and had been casually sleeping together, nothing too serious - until Jimin accidentally got pregnant.

Min Yoongi's family are judgmental and unsupportive of his lifestyle and his mother won't stop nagging him about how he's still single. When he finds Park Jimin on Craigslist offering to pose as someone's fake date to mess with their family, Yoongi can't help himself. What starts as a prank on Yoongi's family turns into something more when the two of them quickly develop feelings for each other. Will Yoongi, who doesn't know how to handle feelings, let his chance at love slip away, or will he go after the silver-haired boy and hold onto him forever? Inspired by this tumblr post

"Jimin presses his lips into a thin line, swallowing dryly, his heart clenching with love and adoration for Yoongi who has built him a veritable fortress – one made out of blankets and cushions and bed sheets." Yoongi builds Jimin a sanctuary to spend his heat in.

“Me: So, are you going to send me a selca now or not? Jimin is getting a little impatient now. He needs that picture, and he needs it now. Me: hyung hyung hyung Me: pretty please? Yoongi hyung: Later, Jimin. I’m still at work and I really want to continue earning money by talking about sex toys on the phone with you Yoongi hyung: And I have a feeling you enjoy those conversations as well.” Yoongi is working for an online sex toy shop hotline. Jimin is calling said hotline. Many many times.

“‘Hyung, can you—, can you help me?’ Jimin whimpers and Yoongi's mouth runs dry. He can hear Jeongguk's breath hitch in his throat and feels how the younger alpha’s body tenses. Yoongi glances at him briefly before he returns his gaze to Jimin who is still standing there in his drenched, white tank top, damp pastel pink strands of hair sticking to his forehead, looking so sinful and lost, Yoongi wants to bite his own drooling tongue off.” When Jimin goes into his first heat, Yoongi and Jeongguk are there to help.

"'Wanna try it?' 'Huh?' Jimin's eyes snap up to look at his mate's and he stutters before Yoongi continues. 'I'd let you do it. I trust you. You're the only omega I'd ever let me have this way. And I mean—, I'm curious. It does sound kinda hot.' 'Well, I'm your mate, I damn well hope I'm the only omega to have you like that,' Jimin grumbles and he can feel Yoongi's cheeks bunch up against his tummy with a smile, "but I'm glad you're curious about it, too.'" Jimin is an omega. That doesn't mean he can't try out new things with his alpha mate, Yoongi, during his next rut. The catchphrase on a magazine cover is all he needs to get the ball rolling.

Yoongi’s trying to come to terms with his crush. Jimin’s trying to come to terms with his sexuality. The underground club InvisibleColors promises an outlet for both. Two handsome strangers meet in the anonymous setting of the bright and loud club to find a release in each other somewhere the public eye will never find them –– only for the two handsome strangers to end up not being strangers at all.

When Seokjin picks up the Omega with the mint hair from the club, he couldn't have ever expected what happened afterward Or: Omega!Yoongi is a top, and Alpha!Seokjin is a bottom.

“ad·just·ment - settlement of a debt or claim” ________________ Taehyung felt his stomach drop at the realisation. They were taking him to their fucking den. Or: When a hiking trip goes terribly wrong, Taehyung and his friends unexpectedly come across a pack of werewolves, and Taehyung comes to the realisation that there is indeed a fate worse than death.

“When Jimin leaves after two days full of love and breathless moments, Yoongi enters his bathroom only to find Jimin's toothbrush still sitting in the toothbrush holder next to Yoongi's. He calls Jimin immediately. ‘You forgot your toothbrush, Jimin-ah.’ ‘No, I didn't. I left it there.’” Yoongi realises that Jimin is all over him. Sequel to our fic Honey’s Secret.

In which Jimin is a Prince, and Yoongi is his personal bodyguard that would do anything for him.

Just a few minutes ago Jimin was trying to get drunk, downing one drink after the other because of his ex. Next thing he knows he's being fucked open by his boyfriend's tongue in a toilet stall.

Mr 'fuck me into the mattress' and Mr 'I could make you cum from only choking' are a thing here. (Aka: what am I even doing? This isn't really a story. I just wanted to write this smut and and bit plot is involved)