“Yeah,” Yoongi goes on. “So I’m suggesting—”
Namjoon suddenly catches on, tries to stop Yoongi in his tracks, even though he knows that would be impossible. If Yoongi had his mind set on something, there was no changing it. “No, no, you’re not suggesting—”
“—that we have sex with each other instead,” Yoongi finishes. Although he’s a bit pink in the face, he flashes Namjoon a smirk. Little shit is reveling in the fact that Namjoon couldn’t stop him from saying it.
Everyone goes quiet for what feels like a full minute. Then Taehyung lets out a loud laugh. Jimin soon joins in, leaning all over Taehyung, almost falling out of his chair. When all Yoongi does is stare at them with a straight face, Taehyung stops laughing and says, “Oh wait. You’re serious?”
“Uh, yeah, I’m serious,” Yoongi says, as if it’s obvious.
Bookmarked by Maniaak
02 Sep 2019
Jungkook knew he was a great escort. He had an incredible stamina thanks to his mermaid side, and most of all, he loved sex, and he loved the feeling of bone deep pleasure coursing through his veins every time a vampire fed on him.
Still, most agencies wouldn't send an escort who had less that a year of experience to be the escort of a vampire clan.
- Part 1 of vampire escort au
Bookmarked by Maniaak
01 Sep 2019
Designated by tattoos that swirled into existence on a human’s sixteenth birthday. Matched in size, color and location on their soulmate—or soulmates. Romantic or platonic. A trio of sisters sharing a spiral on their right ankles, a quartet of two boys and two girls with paw prints padding up their spines, a boy and a girl with a tiny matching heart behind their left ears, twin boys manifesting their parents' ankle bands on their sixteenth birthdays. The possibilities were endless. No human was ever alone again.
Unless they were Unmarked.
As an Unmarked, Jeon Jungkook was destined to live life alone. He accepted it, mostly. Until six boys came into his life and changed everything he had ever known.
For the better.
"...Does anyone even care we just probably started a gang war? No? Okay."
It's busy six weeks.
The universe always tries to fix its mistakes. Jeongguk is the son of the leader of Bangtan, one of the strongest gangs in the city. By mistake, his six other hyungs don't exist in his universe. Until the moment Jeongguk dies in theirs and they are moved to his own. Problem is, not everyone remembers what happened, or even each other. And now they got potential gang war on their hands.
The front door of the store was flung open and the little bell above the threshold rang aggressively. The cashier and Jungkook both snapped their gazes around in unison, eyes wide with shock. Three figures stood there, dressed in all black with dark facemasks covering everything below their noses. Each wore a dark beanie pulled so low on their heads that it completely obscured their hair.
Their eyes were cold and dark, and Jungkook would forever deny the spike of absolute terror that shot through his system at the atmosphere they brought inside with them.