Convince Me to Fvck U (BTS)

"Convince me."

Yina dared Karen, who was her colleague as a software engineer. Karen would just never shut up about BTS, their music, their looks, their personality, how they heal through their music or just how one look from them could get someone pregnant. It was that much and so she's had it to the brim.

She finally succumbs to her curious side, fulfilling the utmost desire of Karen that developed when Yina told her she doesn't listen to kpop at all, and doesn't plan on doing it anytime soon. So Karen took matters into her own hand and has been attempting every-fucking-day to make Yina see the refreshing side of life called Bangtan Sonyeondan for the past one month.

And Yina just wanted to be able to breathe without Karen going off in her ears so early in the morning when she needed all the concentration in the world to code and develop. She craved her privacy again even if it was just a wooden divider separating her and her K-pop lover colleague at their workstation.

"Oh my God! Yes!" Karen shouted gaining attention from everyone at the cafeteria. But she gave no fuck as she continued her jubilation by dancing in her K-pop style. "I did it! I fucking did it!" She sang excitedly.

Yina watched her friend/colleague embarrass herself in the company's cafeteria, she sipped on her cappuccino then scrolled through nothing on her phone just to not be counted into the craziness Karen was currently displaying.

"You know what's perfect?" Karen asked breathlessly, sitting down after dancing to no music but her excited off-key singing.

"I honestly don't." Yina replied.

"You definitely don't but I'll tell you." Karen laughed, "You and I have our one month leave next week, so we can travel down to South Korea and be a part of their upcoming concert in Busan, I'll get the ticket at all cost. I am extremely sure about that. So all you need to do is pack for a two weeks vacation to Korea and get your ass ready as I'll be picking you up for the airport on Sunday morning. You will be experiencing the best moment of your life and will you be finally convinced?...abso-fucking-lutely." Karen boasted, a satisfied grin on her face like she has just won the jackpot.

But Yina couldn't understand what it means to get a non-kpop lover to board the K-pop world train. Even if she's not all in yet, this was the beginning of her falling into the rabbit hole called BTS.

"Alright Madam. We'll see if I finally get convinced." Yina says, smiling to her friend's excitement.

"You will be, trust me." Karen said confidently knowing that experiencing a BTS concert is the ultimate way of getting someone to love them. Seeing them in their natural elements, performing with their all for their fans and having fun all through it. That was the BTS to fall for.

The BTS to Stan.

"But what if I don't?" Yina queried teasingly.

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"So what were those last five words you uttered last week?" Karen teased seeing the awestruck expression of Yina, she knew it was five words, because she intended to ask this exact question tonight. They got the front row seat, seeing everything without the help of the big screen.

Yina saw everything see-able.

Her mouth has been opening and closing like that of a fish. Everything was moving painfully slow yet fast for her, each choreography they did with their awesome songs blew her mind off the roof. She couldn't believe this was all the goodies and goodness her life has been missing. She felt like a big fool for not accepting Karen words since, she would have been able to experience the sweetness and softness their voices provided all this while.

But there was something else she hasn't been able to stop thinking...their hip thrust.

Oh God, did this men know how to get women on their knees? They absolutely do. She couldn't count how many times her mouth watered, or when her knees got weak like she just got fucked in a doggy style, or when her core tingled as she witnessed their sweaty state. It was so close up especially when they ran around the edge she was standing close to, subconsciously waving the army bomb in her hand at them.

She was so turned on that when they started a new song Karen pointed out as Run BTS, she had to take a seat amidst all the chaos every other fan like Karen was creating with their loud cheers and confessions. She felt like she couldn't breathe properly, the way their body moved so hard to the song teleported her mind to recreate the dance scenes to them moving so hard on her from behind, holding on to her waist as they rammed into her behind.

Fuck! I shouldn't be thinking this.

"That's Daddy Joon right there," Karen leaned down to speak loud into her ear, pointing at the buffy sweaty man, Yina swallowed her saliva, nodding for Karen to go on, "He's the leader of BTS and he is my bias. Girl, I'll let that man do anything and everything he wants with me." Karen chirped excitedly into her ear.

She wasn't helping Yina's situation.

At all.

"That one is Jimin, fuck Yina! That man is the epitome of sexiness, can you see what I see?" Karen asked pointing at Jimin's figure, she couldn't agree more with Karen, and their voices still singing and rapping was adding to the sensual effect.

"I see it Karen. I see it." She replied, speaking loud, gazing at a dancing Jimin exuding that sexiness Karen just mentioned.

"That one is Taehyung, or you can call him V. His gaze will pierce through your soul. I usually call him One Stare, One Die." She explained, her body slightly moving to beat of the intense song.

I couldn't agree more.

"Ahhh that's J-hope. When you are looking for a profound duality, he's the perfect man for that. Sunshine smile one second, Killer smirk the next." Karen explained, pointing at a guy with longer hair and streaks of blonde mixed in his dark curls.

Yina felt the urge of running her hand through it before tugging at it.

Fuck.

"That's Yoongi. I believe he's the type to surprise you, that ambush that will make your heart skip a beat just like now, look at him Yina, look at how his body is moving opposite to his facial expression." Karen pointed to another man Yina could see very clearly, his aura was subtle yet dominating. This front row seats has its pros and cons.

One of the cons is that, she's getting really aroused and Karen was not doing a good job by letting her cool down as she explained on and on about them to her.

"That's the Golden Maknae, everything about him is golden, I'm sure his dick is golden too if we check it. He's the youngest but I believe he's the wildest." Karen pointed at a younger looking man, eating the choreography like he's slurping on a bowl of hot noodles. The sweats his body is emitting and the intense look on his face made it an amazing sight to witness.

"And that's the oldest, Kim Seokjin. Oh man, he's the soft exterior, hard interior guy. I feel he's that man that will feed you well just so he could use up all the energy the food gave you by fucking the shit out of you. And now you know why I said one look from them will get one pregnant. They are a whole meal. The complete package, all-round perfect." Karen made an okay sign (👌) finishing her style of introduction.



"I would talk about their vocals but I guess that part already speaks for itself." Karen added then goes back to vibing, chanting along with other Armys while Yina was sat, eyes trained on their aggressive moving figure, letting everything about them sink into her needy system –their beauty, their amazing vocals, their awesome songs, their sexiness, their boldness, their dope fashion, their smiles, the sways and bounces of their lustre hair.

They looked and sounded fire.

And she knew she was done for.

Yina could feel the sweats beading her forehead, she felt the salty liquid drip from her neck, sliding down to her cleavage, she could feel the heart rising in her and that hotness was spreading around her body, transporting through her blood stream, making her hormones rush with joy and sending a tingling sensation to her aching core.

The growls...it made her head light.

She felt like passing out due to the immenseness of their performance overall.

They are talented. That fact was clear and clear, and she began to wonder exactly what kind of rock she had been living under for not knowing about them all these years. She wondered if the rock was so massive that it hardened her heart from accepting Karen's words all this while.

Why had she been stubborn?

"Oh my God." She breathed, needing air. She fanned herself with her right hand as she let out an oof, everything around her slowly melted away in her vision, leaving only the seven of them before her. She was so zoned in on them that she lost the fastness of time, but also was able to enjoy each and every performance. Each song was different even if she didn't understand most, but she had so much fun when at some point she was able to push down the horniness. And during all of these, something was implanting in her system, the more she watched them do their thing flawlessly, it was establishing massively within her and it was making her need for them rise higher.

"How do you feel now?" Karen sat by her side, heaving breaths.

"I feel like a fool, an horny fool." She confessed to Karen but her gaze never left the stage for one second.

"You're such a mess Yina." Karen laughed, understanding Yina only a bit, not aware of the implantation of needy seeds within her soul that was making her crave these men in the most sinful ways ever.

"I am a glorious mess." Yina nodded. "But I loved every moment of these."

"It will be over soon, this is the part that gets emotional, the ending ments." Karen tells her, "I'm so happy I finally got to see them again, since 2018, during their tours then. Don't be surprised if I start to bawl." Karen joked, but feeling emotional nonetheless.

"I have handkerchiefs, three, I'll give you two." Yina answered, her mind was only half with her friend while the other half was tranced by Bangtan.

She was a goner.

"Thank you." Karen nudged her shoulders with hers, her focus back on the stage. Both girls gazing at them with vastly different thoughts going through them.

The concert was so much fun, everything was balanced and it was fulfilling. And at this moment, as they sang Yet To Come, Yina was touched, their songs definitely broke the language barrier and next to her was her friend bawling her eyes out.

Yina looked around her and saw everyone in the moment, waving their Army Bombs, her eyes was back on them and the thing that was implanted in her finally took refuge, settling within her.

Intense crave for them.

She wanted them. She needed them. She wants to touch them and want them to touch her, in any way possible. She didn't know if this was love or lust but she didn't really care which is it because as a goal setter, what truly matters to her now is how she will get to meet them.

And so she made her decision. She set her new goal. She began to make plans in her head as she watched them, letting the fresh ideas seep in and it all revolved around them...

...the seven members of BTS.