[mature]Eighteen-year-old Eunha was expecting nothing more than the ordinary: drunken parties, organized socials, dreadful classes, and consuming study schedules. Who she didn't expect was Professor Kim Taehyung. »»-----　♚　-----«« She resembles a being who he cannot resist; an art form who is fragile to the touch, a delicate angel of promiscuous tragedies and sinful nightmares. She didn't want to wake up. He persuades her with his intimidation; a look beyond the surface of what she thought she knew. She was reaching for air but he was weighing down her soul. He couldn't grasp it. How could the temptation of his passions evade her? »»-----　♔　-----«« ❝My blood, sweat and tears My last dance Take it away My blood, sweat and tears My cold breath Take it away❞ (피 땀 눈물) -방탄소년단 [Mature Content and Themes] professor!tae

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

"I am Mr. Min Yoongi, but call me Mr. Min, I will be your new teacher in Mathematics" I'll never be absent again

"I need you to strip naked. For...research purposes." Jeon Jungkook is an aspiring boxer. One day, Han Soa witnesses his tournament on the internet, that led her to enroll in the same sports school as him- only that it was an all boys school. And even more shockingly, she's roommates with a senior of the school....none other than Jeon Jungkook himself. Plot inspired by To The Beautiful You Edited material, story, video trailers by Tzuyan [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

"Hate me, hurt me, betray me. The more pain you make me feel, the more tempting you become." Taehyung Dark Royal a.u. MATURE & explicit sexual content 18+ Cover by me: @CallMeByYourName97

The single father next door is what made me fall deeply in love with him. © domguks on wattpad

Everything you have done has always been about surviving life and raising your child on your own. Having someone else caring about you was the last thing you had expected. Especially when that someone is the same man you have watched performing every night on stage and secretly admired. But will he run the moment he finds out about your little secret waiting at home? ⇢ Character | Jimin x reader ⇢ Genre | Stripper!au, Stripper!Jimin, Bartender!reader, Single parent!au, Smut, Angst, Mature theme Ranks: #1 IN BTSSERIES - August 17th, 2019 #1 IN PARKJIMINXREADER - March 2020

-"Engaged?" Yoongi laughed, not believing what Haru was telling him. -"What was I supposed to do Yoongi? Wait for you?" -"Yes, wait! Because I did this for us!" He replied angrily. -"No, you became an idol for you! I was fine with the delivery boy I could see more than once every couple of years!" Yoongi thought he could have it all. He thought he could hold onto his career while also holding onto the love of his life from a far. But the physical and emotional distance was far too great to withstand the pull. Eight years. That's how long it had been since he'd seen Haru. Yet, here she stood in his best friends living room. A different version of Haru but his Haru nonetheless. When feelings they thought were gone resurface, they must decide if they want to continue with their current lives or finally fight for what they once had.

UNFINISHED + DISCONTINUED "you're all mine; the hair, the lips, the body, it's all mine." highest previous rankings: - #1 in jimin - #1 in pjm - #1 in btsfanfic cover by: @TheChristianChimChim on Wattpad

"H-Hi." "Who are you?" the little boy questioned. "I'm," Hoseok struggled, "I uh, I'm your A-Appa..." - Watching the little boy drifting off to sleep, your eyes slowly darted over all of his face. His slightly puffy cheeks being the most adorable things ever. Petting at his hair, when his breathing evened, you tried not to think of the similarities between the boy and his father. ...the father that abandoned the both of you when he promised he'd stay. The popular dancer and BTS Member, Jung Hoseok. He's the father. - 1/4 - first book of the four; "Hyung-line series."