When he dared to look up, he was surprised to see Yoongi was smirking. "What?" He asked, defensive. "You think you could handle it if I was rough with you all the time?" The dom raised an eyebrow. Namjoon snorted, settling back in his seat. "I handled it better than you did. Who was the one who got himself untied and unchained after you collapsed? Who got us both upstairs and made you a drink to raise your sugar levels? Who laid you down and got you cleaned?" "Who was the one who got overpowered and bitched in the red room?" Yoongi countered. "Who was the one whose watch spiked in fear when that knife came into play? Who was the one that got turned into a slut for cock with cum on his face? Who was the one who came multiple times after being reduced to a stupid, useless cum dumpster? Who was the one that got spanked, gagged, tied up, blindfolded and spat on? Who was the one who did all of that to you, and still treated your scratches afterwards?" "What's your point?" Namjoon scowled, arousal stirring in his lower abdomen as he remembered the details of that night. "You survived one night, I'll give you that." Yoongi unwrapped his burger and took a bite. "But you wouldn't last a week if I did that to you every day." "You're the one that wouldn't last!" Namjoon exclaimed, genuinely shocked. "You're the one who dropped after all that- not me!" "I felt guilty because I wrongly believed you were a precious, innocent baby." Yoongi sipped his drink. "Now that I know what a selfish whore you are, that won't be a problem." He smirked at Namjoon's shocked expression. "I could totally and easily wreck you, Namjoon. And I would thoroughly enjoy doing so." "Wanna bet?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

"Six hearts. One leader. Zero chance of letting go." Namjoon was always the glue of BTS - their leader, their strength, their home. But behind every touch, every glance, every late-night laugh... lurked a secret. They weren't just loyal. They were *in love* - obsessively, desperately, silently. And when the truth finally breaks free? Namjoon has to make an impossible choice. Or maybe... he doesn't choose at all. 💔 slow burn 💋 polyamory 🔥 angst + smut 🫂 found family turned lovers - Release date: September 6th Weekend update This story is a work of fiction and does not reflect the real lives or opinions of the individuals portrayed. All characters and situations are products of the author's imagination. Please do not take anything in this story as factual or representative of the real BTS members

"Five steps behind. Never trust them. Never let the scent in." Kim Namjoon is a mountain of cold granite and tactical precision. As an elite Alpha bodyguard, he lives by one rule: total detachment. To him, Omegas aren't just a different rank-they are a walking reminder of the vulnerability he spent years trying to kill within himself. He despises their softness; he hates their scent. Then he's assigned to Park Jimin. The "Fragile Heir" of a dying empire, Jimin is everything Namjoon loathes. He smells of sun-ripened peaches and artificial sweetness-a porcelain doll expected to bow and be sold. Namjoon was hired to be a shield, but Jimin feels like a trigger. He thinks he's protecting a liability. He thinks he's immune to the "weakness" Jimin represents. But in a world of predators, the most dangerous lie isn't the one you tell others-it's the one you tell yourself. Because behind the peach scent and the soft smiles, a sovereign power is waking up. And this time, the Alpha isn't the one in control. **"In the hierarchy of the Apex, some don't seek protection. They seek submission."** --- --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. The story contains mature themes, so reader discretion is advised.

In a world of business empires and hostile mergers, two powerful legacies collide-not by war, but by an arranged marriage. But where Yoongi sees a cold contract, Namjoon brings warmth he never expected. In this emotional tale of healing, power, and love rediscovered, two worlds blend-and maybe, two hearts can too. --- This story is a work of fiction and does not reflect the real lives or opinions of the individuals portrayed. All characters and situations are products of the author's imagination. Please do not take anything in this story as factual or representative of the real BTS members.

One doesn't speak English. The other doesn't speak Korean. And somehow... they're married. Kim Taehyung is a powerful CEO who hides behind control... and behind a language he cannot speak. Namjoon is the only one who sees him-not the CEO, not the mask, not the fear. A forced marriage. A shared silence. A love that grows between broken words and whispered gestures. Can two souls, divided by worlds and language, find a way to understand each other... and themselves? Two men. Two languages. One heart. A slow-burn, emotionally charged story about trust, healing, and finally choosing love. Genre: Romance / Angst / Psychological Drama Tropes: Arranged Marriage, Language ---

Namjoon is for Jimin. Everyone needs to realize that. [Kinda dark.]

As a prank, Namjoon's friends sign him up for private sessions with a professional dominant. Namjoon is a strong, defiant, stubborn alpha male, who absolutely refuses to give in to anything- especially not this pervert who says Namjoon will call him 'Dom'. - Yoongi has never had a client like Namjoon before. Usually, everyone who hires his services does so to let him take control so they can relax and destress. But this fiesty little high school student is the total opposite of anyone Yoongi has ever dommed before, and he quickly becomes Yoongi's favorite. - Namjoon leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk, his gaze intense. "I'll be your client for one month. One hour a day. For that time, if you can actually break me in and make me a sub, I'll become your sub forever. I'll give up my future and dedicate my life to being your pet; a real BDSM lifestyle." Yoongi's pants tightened at the thought. "That's a big case to make sub, how will I hold you to that statement?" "We'll write up an affidavit." Namjoon said, his gaze intense. "And have it notarized in front of a judge, so neither of us can break it. We'll both have agreed to its terms, so it's all consented to." "Interesting." Yoongi loved the idea of keeping the boy all to himself, dressing him up and playing with him whenever and however he wanted. "And what is it that you want if you win?" Namjoon smirked. "If you lose and I stay myself, you have to give up sex completely. You'll quit this job and will wear a cock cage for the rest of your life. You won't be able to touch yourself ever again, and will never have another orgasm for as long as you'll live." He held his hand out. "Deal?" Yoongi paused, letting the full weight of the students words settle in his mind. Would he really bet his income, his biggest love, his hobby, his everything, just for this bratty little high school student? Yoongi's smirk matched Namjoon's, and he held his hand out, grabbing Namjoon's. "Deal."

In this 21st century, monarchy triumphs while democracy diminishes. Kings and queens rule over various lands, form allies, and engage in wars. In the kingdom of Seoul, there lives Prince Namjoon who has suffered heavily from past betrayal and as a result, no longer wishes to wed. That all ends when he is met with three princes who have fallen in love with him. Although this will cause a lot of problems for these princes as all three are in a competition to wed princess Nari, Namjoon's younger sister.

(rewriting) (slow updates) what happens when things start going downhill for Kim Namjoon? will he ever be able to accept his scars? Started: 02/12/2020 Ended: 24/06/2021

Yoongi wants Bts's leader.