BTS || A Smut Collection

Escape // Yoongi

Warnings: soft au, fluff, smut. Smut includes: oral (male and female receiving), lots of making out, unprotected sex (pls for the love of god wrap it before you tap it, lads)

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The soft breeze of a mid-summer drive whisked through your hair in warm flurries, your eyes fluttering shut as you leaned on your arm out of the car window. Soft and gentile music played quietly from the radio, drifting into the backseat while you hummed along. Already you felt like you had left the stresses of your everyday life in Seoul, escaping for some much-needed alone time; time used to focus on nothing but the job at hand and your own self-healing.

"Almost there, miss. Lovely views out here," the driver – an elderly man with quite the impressive white goatee – announced to you. Your eyes flitted open, taking in your surroundings. Your ride was coming to an end, but the scenery before you in absolutely every direction was astoundingly beautiful.

Large mountains covered in lush green trees. The dirt road you were on, parallel to the riverside where the blue skies reflected on the water's surface. The break in the mountains marking out the sun's decent route. The large and open lake that pooled in the bottom of them, so inviting as if calling you to swim.

But the best part? No civilisation for miles around.

Truly, the valley was divine. You could think of nowhere better to come and work for the summer in-between your studies. And whilst you wouldn't be living in the large house on the lakeside whilst you were contracted to maintain it, you would be living in the smaller apartment a little closer to the base of the mountainside with more or less the same stunning views to wake up to each morning.

You instructed your driver to please drop you off in front of the smaller building that you knew to be your summer residence and insisted that you be the one to lift the bags from the trunk of the car, in fear of putting his frail self in any potential danger. As he did his three-point turn – which frankly, turned into a 14 point turn thanks to his elderly caution – you punched the code from the emails into the key box to allow you access to the ring of keys that allowed you entry to all of the buildings on the site.

The apartment was small and quaint – modern in style with white walls and white and grey furniture, a dash of colour in the way of throw cushions and abstract paintings on the walls. Immediately to your left was the kitchen, further in the small living space and a door you assumed would lead to the bedroom, bathroom buried deep inside of it.

For just you, it was ideal. More than ideal, even. You felt like you were staying in such luxury compared to your own small student apartment in the city centre. Despite being here for work, you were aware of the vacation vibe that the job gave off and lord knows you needed that.

On the countertop at the edge of the kitchen sat a thick, hard-back book with a note slid under the elastic keeping the pages together. You dropped your shoulder bag next to your case at the door, slid off your shoes and stepped closer to investigate.
Dear ________,

We appreciate your commitment to this maintenance role, and would like to make you comfortable in your time spent here in Gangwon Province. There are simply a few things to be aware of.

There are several bookings through the summer, all of which you can find pencilled in the book we have left for you. Each have a down time of around 2-3 days for you to be able to maintain and roam around the area freely with no disturbance.

Most of our guests in the lakehouse are polite and pleasant people, but do not feel obliged to be their butler! You, my dear, are simply there for maintenance and they are more than capable of cleaning up after themselves. We are simply asking you to do the following: