the gatherer || bts

45 - happiness

oh we're doing a timeskip timeskip 0.o
hehe lowkey ending this i'm so sorry but i lost all motivation for it 🤧 i wasn't going to post this, but i decided you all need an ending, even if it's a shit one 🤍

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two years later

"Taehyung, stop!" You choked out between breaths. "Keep your hands to yourself."

"Why?" Tae smirked, doing the exact opposite of what you said. "How am I supposed to stop when you're giving me this kind of reaction?" You rolled your eyes and tried to push him off you.

"I mean it! Stop tickling me."

"Stop tickling her, Tae," Yoongi said bluntly, his eyes trained to the television in front of you. "I can't sit peacefully while she's kicking you away." Tae scoffed, but finally retracted, helping you up as you smoothed down your clothes and hair.

"Sorry, Yoongi," you say, giving the vampire the sweetest smile you could possibly muster. He rolls his eyes but reaches over to ruffle your hair affectionately. "Hey!" You cried, trying to swat his hand away. "I just tried to fix that."

He shrugs, but you don't miss the smirk on his face and the tip of his pointed fang poking out between his lips.

"Stop it, Yoongi," Jin called out from the kitchen. "I think we can all sense what you're thinking right now."

"He wants to bite her," Jimin said casually as he strolled into the living room. He took a seat next to the vampire who faked pouncing on the angel as if he was going to take a bite from him. "Hey!" He swatted Yoongi away. "Stop."

"Stop exposing me then," Yoongi hissed, poking the angel in his side. "Or I will bite you instead."

You let out a quiet giggle as Jimin's face turned bright red. "He obviously wants you to do that, Yoongs." Now it was your turn to get pounced on, but by Jimin this time.

"For someone who can't read thoughts," he said, pretending to strangle you, "you sure seem to know what I'm thinking."

"All she has to do is think horny, Jimin," Tae added with a casual shrug. "To think like me." He sent you a wink and you kicked your leg at him, the incubus grabbing your ankle before you made contact.

"Tae," you warned. He dropped your ankle, pouting.

"But I just wanna touch you." You giggled at his dramatic reaction, putting on exaggerated sniffs. You pressed a kiss to his cheek and booped his nose, not failing to notice the way his cheeks dusted pink.

"Smells good, Jin," you said, walking into the kitchen. You and the boys had finally gotten away from all the drama and found a place that could fit everyone with enough space to also cater for everyone's hobbies. This new town was welcoming and most of you had even gotten jobs. You had eyed the town's bakery upon arrival, but couldn't stop the small ounce of fear that raked through you when you stared at it.

"Thanks, cutie," Jin replied, stirring his sauce as he sent you a smile. "I'm just glad we'll finally be able to have a dinner where everyone is present." You nodded, bouncing slightly on your toes.

"Is Joon finishing work early?" Jimin asked, coming into the kitchen, white wings hanging lazily behind him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, his chest against your back as he buried his face into your neck.

"Yes!" You said, trying not to laugh as his breath tickled your neck. "You'd think that him being the boss would mean he could make his own hours, but—"