These are the series that I include from my Tumblr page:
-Sexy BTS
(scenes between reader x a member of BTS)
-BTS Short Imagines
(can be random stories that include either all the members, some of the members and sometimes the reader)
-BTS Personal...
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**Graphic Yoonmin smut // 16+
Jimin groans out of ultimate boredom as he rolls around on his bed. He was restless and there was nothing he could do to chase it away. For some reason, anxiety pulsed in his veins, pulling him away from a peaceful sleep. He could feel the exhaustion weighing down on his eyelids but he couldn't keep them shut for more than a minute. He lets out a frustrated sigh when he was suddenly hit in the face by a pillow.
"Shut up, oh my god! I'm trying to sleep," Jungkook whines angrily before stuffing his face in his pillow.
Jimin scowled at the sleeping beast. "Rude," he mumbled as he throws back the pillow.
He sits up on the edge of his bed, contemplating on what he was going to do when he notices the dim light peeking through the small crack beneath the door. His heart quickens at the thought of having one of the members to accompany this sleepless night.
Jimin scoured the dim living room with his eyes before settling on a figure sitting on the balcony. He walks over and pokes his head out.
"Oh, Suga-hyung," Jimin said, grinning at the older member. He took a seat before Suga could protest.
It startled him to see Jimin coming out into the balcony. He was having a quiet time to himself, watching the stars fade in and out when the bubbly dongsaeng came. He averted his eyes away after realising that it had wandered down to Jimin's boxers. Suga cursed to himself as he takes a swig from the bottle of beer he had. He was supposed to have some alone time to calm himself down but now that Jimin was here, it got him flustered from.
"Why are you out here alone?" Jimin asked with his innocent voice. "Can't sleep?"
Suga took a moment, deciding whether to address his presence. He took a quick glance at his new company and shook his head. "Just...out here. Having a drink." He shook the bottle of beer in his hands to back up his reason.
That was when Jimin notices the carton of beer laid by Suga's feet. It was still full, save for the 3 empty bottles that decorated the tiled floor of the balcony. He offered himself a bottle, popping open the metal cap. Jimin wasn't much of a drinker but he decided to let loose that night since the anxiety wouldn't let him sleep.
Suga watches intently as Jimin raises the bottle to his lips. God, those beautiful lips, so pink and luscious. His mouth went dry as his eyes stayed glued to Jimin's lips surrounding the top of the bottle. If only those lips were around something else. A smirk twitched at the dirty thought. Then his eyes trailed down to Jimin's neck. Seeing his Adam's apple bob as he swallows the drink made Suga fantasise about having his own lips on Jimin's neck.
"Fuck," Suga groaned angrily. He frustratedly tore his eyes away, cursing at himself for having those dirty thoughts on an innocent, pure boy. Suga kept his eyes forward, afraid to look at Jimin.
