Namjoon is an art himself. Shame that he's forbidden - he's your brother's best friend. And your colleague. ⏤𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn disclaimer: please, be aware this series contains mature content such as strong language and smut namjoon x reader, brother's best friend au

in which life for you and your best friend Namjoon doesn't go to plan. ❁ short story | short chapters ❁ fluff, angst, smut, bffs to lovers ❁ completed 09.07.2023 ©️ bangtanbagels ~ 2023

Why does everyone hate me so much? Am I not talented enough to deserve love - Namjoon . . . Thank you so much for teaching me to love myself Namjoon. Now let me teach you how to love yourself. Ranks💜- #5-Rm at 15/06/21 #14-Rm at 26/06/21 #9-Rm at 02/07/21 #11-Rm at 07/07/21 #25-Bangtan at 01/07/21 #2-Jhope at 10/09/21 #1-Jhope at 13/09/21 #3- RM at 23/09/21 PS: story cover by @dabiloverxxxx

Once a warrior bathed in blood, now an artist lost in colors, she painted the same faceless figure over and over. The battlefield had faded, but its shadows lingered in every stroke. Who was he? Why did his presence haunt her hands? As crimson stains turned to ink, she wondered-had she truly left the past behind, or was she still searching for something lost to time? The Dedication: "To the warriors of past and present-those who have fought battles unseen, carried wounds unspoken, and painted their stories in shades of blood and longing. May your memories find a voice, and may your art reveal the faces you once lost."

FORBIDDEN ROMANCE- AGE GAP "Spread your legs for me, baby" "Namjoon..." I breathed out, my voice barely above a whisper, my entire body tensing at his words. His grip on my waist tightened, his lips hovering over my ear as he groaned again, voice dripping with hunger. "You heard me, sweetheart... Spread your legs for me." I gasped, my fingers clenching onto his shirt as if to ground myself, but the way his deep, commanding voice sent shivers down my spine made it impossible to think straight.