KimFergus
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BTS Fanfiction (Smut Part 1):
안녕하세요 (hello) and welcome (back),
Here is the regular version of the BTS Fanfictions:
J-Hope Part 2 is coming soon!
Smut
Part 1/?
contains cussing and sexual content
Word count: 1220
'Who knew that a fan could become this close to their favorite idols? I was so confused to how I had gotten here in the first place. It all started with a trip to Korea, it was a business trip. I work for a marketing company and one of our clients was over sea in Korea, Big Hit entertainment. I was going to be working with one of my favorite idol groups, BTS. Their new CD was coming out soon so I was the one in charge of promoting it in America. '
*One year earlier*
I’m was finally at the airport in Seoul and looking for my ride to Big Hit entertainment. There was a man in a suit holding a sign with my name on. I greeted him with a smile and walked his way. He was handsome, but a quite older than me. “Ms. Smith?” He asked in English. “That’s me,” I reply in my best Korean. I had studied Korean for about three years before I had come here. I didn’t want to look like an amateur when it comes to my job. You can say I take my job very seriously. “It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Smith. I’m Mr. Kim. I hope your flight was good,” He had said in Korean as we walked to the car sitting outside and he opened the door for me. “Thank you, and my fight was great,” I replied. “I’m am here to be your translator if you need it. Which considering how good your Korean, I think I will be useless.” He said with a chuckle.
“Thank you, but I might need you if I don’t understand a few words,” I reassured him. He climbed into the back of the car with me and started to go over the business schedule as the driver took us to Big Hit entertainment. When we had arrived I was taken to the third floor where a few conference rooms. A few minutes later a group of men walked in. “Boys, ready?” Namjoon asked BTS “Hello, we are BTS,” all seven men bow at waist. “Hello, I’m Kimberly Smith,” they looked surprised as I spoke to them. “You speak Korean?” Hoseok asked with a curious face. I nodded in agreement and the meeting started. We talked about how the market was in America verse the one in Korea and how changes should be made for when they release their cd’s in America based off of American culture, etc. When I was sitting at the table I kept feeling someone’s leg against mine. I was sitting next to Yoongi, so ignored it and moved my leg away from his.
A few minutes later I felt his hand on my thigh, I looked over to him and he smiled. He was always very charming with that shit eating grin of his face. I looked away from him, removed his hand from my thigh by picking it up and place it on his own. I looked over to him again and his smirk was gone and he looked a little pissed. Even though I was a 21-year-old virgin I still didn’t like to play games. If a guy wanted me, he was going to have to work for it. Even if it was an idol that I admired. The meeting went on as planned and there were no other interruptions from Yoongi, which kind of felt a little disappointing. Mr. Kim had taken me to my room in the dorm. It was the same dorm as the boy’s, but I was on the guest floor. It was a private room with a desk, bed, kitchenette, and bathroom. The covers on the bed were an egg shell color and the walls were a baby blue
I kicked off my work high heels, let down my hair, took off my glasses and unbuttoned the top couple of buttons on my shirt so that I could relax.
I flopped on the bed. I was exhausted from the long airplane ride here and then I had to work. I closed my eyes for a brief second before I heard a knocking on the door. I sat up like a zombie and began to walk over to the door. The knocking became more extreme as I slowly made my way to there. “Hold on, I’m coming,” I replied in Korean to the pounding on the door. I stopped when I said that. I was so confused and still in a bit of a daze as I grabbed my glasses off the night stand. I opened the door slowly as I was putting my glasses back on to see who was at the door. To my surprise, I see Yoongi’s smirking face as he leaned on the door frame, and looked me up and down. “What are you doing here?” I asked realizing what state I was in and crossed my arms to cover my cleavage. “So this is what the real Ms. Smith?” “I asked you a question,” I retorted. “Can I come in?” “No!” I go to slam the door in his face, but his foot was in the way and he let himself in.
“What do you think you’re doing?” If he wasn’t one of my favorite idols, he would probably would have his ass beat by just looking at me the way he did earlier. Somehow he’s found my weakness towards him. He just keeps on jabbing at my weakest spot to see if he can get under my skin and so far, he’s succeeding at it. I have to get him under control before this gets out of control. I turned towards his direction and he was in my face. He smiled that stupid grin of his. I backed up so that I could gain my breath back, my heart was beating a million miles a minute. “You afraid of me, Ms. Smith.” “No, why would I be afraid of you?” I shot back at him. He came closer and I stepped back even more. His smirk turned into an evil grin and before I knew it he had me back into a corner.
I couldn’t look him in his intoxicating brown eyes or I was going to lose the war that I was fighting in my mind. I kept my head down along with my eyes. He grabbed me by the neck and wrapped his hand around it just enough to keep me in place. His other hand was against the wall next to my head and forced my head to look up so that I would be looking into his eyes. All I could think was game over. “Do you want me to let you go?” I hesitated with my answer. “I didn’t think so…” He leaned in and started to kiss my neck. He was being so tinder I was surprised. His lips made its way to my collar bone and I let out a small moan. He took it as ‘keep going’ so his hands started to unbutton my shirt. His hands caressed my bare sides as his lips moved to my lips. My hands were in his hair, a few seconds later he picked me up, and through me on the bed. I laid there and watched as he striped his shirt off...
Thanks for reading,
Luna Fergus
P.s. don't forget to comment if you want to be tagged, untagged or not. I'm doing all of the BTS members separately for the regular fanfiction and if you want to be just tagged for certain ones let me know.
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please tag me
a year ago·Reply
a year ago·Reply
ahhh!!! on to the next
a year ago·Reply
Could you plz tag me for all of them and wow 😳 I'm breathing like crazy right now and it just got hot in here Yoongi is my bias and let's just say I pictured myself as the main character 😏😏 and I liked it hahaha
a year ago·Reply
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Yes plz can you
10 months ago
please tag me alsoooo 💕
10 months ago·Reply
sure no problem
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