small bts imagines/reactions

-kim seokjin-

jin is in the kitchen at the dining table, he has been there reading a book for god knows how long.

“jinnie~, are you almost done?″

you whine walking up to him and sitting on his lap.

″yeah, just about. let me read it to you.”

he places his head on your shoulder and begins to read.

““What is it like in that brain of yours? I’m thinking it’s really, really crowded in there.” He pauses, then adds, “In a cool way.””

he turns the page, ‘how could he be so interested? this is boring’, you think.

he’s been reading to you for about 20min’s.

“She represents every girl who’s trained herself that being good at being fat means avoi- ahh~”

you grind against his lap, ‘trying to adjust yourself’. he moves one hand from the book to your waist. he takes a grip and continues reading.

“avoiding every possibility for criticis- y/n...”

he sturggles to hold down a grunted moan.

“yeah?”

“can you s- stop doing that?”

“doing what?”

you ask innocently looking up at him with doe eyes, he shakes his head.

“uh, never mind.”

he continues to read.

“she- ahh~ Y/n, stop.”

he calmly repeats trying not to get angered.

“stop what? your lap is uncomfortable!”

“then why did you come and sit on it?!”

“because i want you to read to me.”

“okay just... stop moving.”

he begins to read, the bulge slowly growing in his pants. you lean foward and grab a fruit before plopping back down in his lap.

“AHH~”

“you okay?”

“i told you to stop! bedroom... now!”

he picks you off his lap and place you to the floor on your feet, you scatter tot he shared room upstairs.

(what im saying is he wouldnt be able hold much in)

min yoongi-

“done yet?”

you ask from the door of his studio, he shakes his head.

he has headphones on but nothing is playing... yet. he starts to turn on some of the back tracks he worked on, trying to find a beat for his new song.

“need help?”

“yeah... listen to these for me.”

you sit on his lap, taking the headphones and placing it on your head, over your ears. its night, so the only light that illuminates the room is his computer.

he places his chin on your shoulder with his hands wrapped around your waist. you click on some files and listen.

“they all sound good.”

“i know, but i have to find one that fits the lyrics.”

he hands you a piece of paper and allows you to read it, you shift in his lap, your back leaning on his chest.

a quiet sigh echoes from his mouth.

you begin clicking again, quietly rapping the lyrics to yourself as you go through the files to see which matches. as you rap you bob side to side with your whole body. your hips moving with the flow of the beats you listen to.

a couple of sighs come from yoongi’s mouth again, his eye lashes fluttering, then a heave of his chest when you lean back.

“i think this one is good.”

“lemme see.”

he removes the headphones and places them on his head.

“good taste.”

he sweetly smiles at you, you smile back.

after a while, he is still working and you fell asleep, straddling his lap.

(can contain himself)

jung hoseok-

hoseok is in the dance studio, practicing with jimin and jungkook.

“okay, you two can take a break!”

hobi told them before returning to his seat on the floor, they dont stop the music and let it continue to play.

“hobi!”

you run up to him, you had came to surprise him.

“hey, baby!”

he says taking you into a hug after standing up. you straighten your face.

“you know i dont like that name!”

“sorry......... babygirl.”

he whispers into your ear, you giggle and hit his chest. he laughs, returning to his seat. you sit on his lap.

“hey, y/n.”

“hi, jungkook!”

“hey, y/n.”

“hi, namdongsaeng!"

jimin's mouth falls open.

"you know im older than you! you call me hyung!"

"fine, hyung!"

everyone laughs. you are jimins younger sister, not by much though (by 10 hours). you are twins, but he came first. you are also hobi's girlfriend (pretty obvious).

"hows your day been?"

he says in your ear since the loud music still booms in the background. you shiver a little as his breath hits your ear.

"good, and yours?"

you turn around to straddle his lap, he smiles.

"great, now that your here."

he places a peck on your lips, your arms fall on his shoulders and his on your waist.

"i love you."

he says, looking down at your lips, obvious that he wants a kiss and not a peck.

"i love you, too."

he pulls you forward, more into him. your close enough for your noses to rub against each other.

trying to feel closer, you scoot forward. all it does is cause friction, it seemed as if you did it on purpose, in which you didn't. he lets his head fall back, a moan or more of a grunt, stuck in his throat.

"sorry."

"do it again."

"what?"

"do it... again."

"are you stupid? jimin is right there!"

you whisper yell at him, he nods cocking a brow, his face reads 'i know and i dont care'.

you shake your head.

"what if we get caught?"

"we wont."

he drapes a nearby jacket over the two of you like a blanket. he nods giving you the signal to go.

you take a worried glance at jimin, he is facing his back to you, talking to jungkook about something inaudible.

you turn back to hobi, he gives you a smirk and a nod. you rock you hips back and forth like 3 time, he gives your butt a deep squeeze.

"ahhh~"

a parched grunt leaves his chapped lips, he licks over his lips, leaving a trail of shiny saliva.

"good girl."

he pecks your lips.

"i got something for you when we get home."

he winks before standing up and placing you on the floor.

"c'mon, jimin and jungkook! we gotta finish this!"

(a mix of jin and yoongi, wants it)

kim namjoon-

he is in the kitchen cooking breakfast for you, not the best idea.

"AHHH!"

you hear a frightening shriek from the kitchen, you jumped out of bed and bolted to the kitchen.

"i knew i shouldnt have let him cook!"

you say to your self when you enter the kitchen.

"what happened?"

''i cut myself!"

he has his hand in his other hand, blood dripping from the gash.

"gosh, namjoon!"

you walk to the sink and grab the always used med-kit.

"i was trying to cook for my birthday girl."

"its okay, sit."

you motion to the chair, he sits and you sit on his lap for a better view. you start to pat on some alcohol, he hisses.

to ease the pain you rock back and forth singing his favorite song. but you dont hear him humming along, instead you hear heavy breathing.

you turn back to see him with his head thrown back, you stop moving and he looks up at you.

he lets out a awkward laugh.

you put a bandage on his hand and leave him to cooking.

park jimin-

jimin is in the bathroom, doing his skincare routine.

"hey, daddy.''

you slickly said, hopping on to the counter in front of him.

''hey, baby girl."

he places a peck on your lips and flashes a smirk. he rinses his face and pat drys it.

he returns in front of you, letting his hands fall to your butt. a light squeeze of his hand.

"i dont have to go to the company today, what are we doing on this fine morning?"

he ask coming closer and kissing you, after he releases from the kiss you speak.

"i dont know, wanna watch a movie?"

"yes!"

~you get the popcorn and he starts the movie~

"its starting, baby!"

"im coming!"

you shout running from the kitchen to the movie room. you sit on his lap, the bowl placed on your legs.

on this particular day you decided to wear one of jimin's shirts and shorts.

the movie starts, its a scary movie. you never been scared of scary movies, in fact you love them.

"im sure this one will scare you!"

"you said that last time, dooly."

the movie starts.

about 30 minutes in.

a demonic creature runs up to the screen, at that moment something in you and jimins house falls. you jump, sending yourself backwards on his lap.

"AHH!"

"mm~"

you hear a whine underneath you fix yourself.

"sorry, dooly."

"its okay."

the movie continues.

a jumpscare comes up, jimins loose grip on you tightens making you think something grabbed you. you jump in his lap.

"fuck..."

he breathes out a raspy moan.

"jimin, dont scare me like that!"

you shout hitting his chest.

"is this too scary?"

"maybe..."

you whisper.

"maybe we should do some extra curricular activities."

he winks, but a light blush shines over his face.

kim taehyung-

taehyung, jungkook, jimin and yoongi are playing basketball, your just watching.

"let me take a break!"

taehyung comes and sits by you, you straddle his lap.

"who's winning, baby?"

"me and yoongi!"

he flashes a charming, boxy smile at you.

"i knew you would!"

you both rock side to side, he smiles at you. you both kiss each other, not taking a second for a breath.

"tae!"

you both jump at yoongi's, your brothers, voice.

"what?"

"stop sucking my sisters face!"

"okay!"

he looks back at you and smirks.

"what?"

he lifts two hands in the air, your eyes widen knowing what he's about to do.

"tae, stop!"

he tickles you until your wiggling in his lap, soon your wiggling to much for him.

"s-shit...."

a throaty moan comes out of his mouth, both of you stop moving and your eyes widen.

"tae..."

"what?! you were moving too much!"

he whisper yells, yoongi approaches the both of you.

"what happened?"

he asks innocently curious, he picks up his bottle and takes a swig.

"n- nothing..."

he says rubbing the back of his neck, yoongi nods and walks off. you both sigh in relief.

jeon jungkook-

jungkook is in his game room playing games on his computer, you enter to see if you can grab his attention.

"hey, kook."

you sit on his lap, your wearing his shirt and undergarments (bra and panties(laced)).

"hey, bun."

he continues to play the game, not taking notice of your outfit. he doesnt say anything for awhile, you get bored and rock your hips against his.

"y- y/n... mmm~ stop!"

his grip on the mouse loosens for a second before he catches himself, you can hear jin and jimin basically barking at him when his character stops moving.

"sorry, hyung!"

he moves his character fast.

"what the fuck was that sound?"

"nothing!"

jungkook yells at jimin, he glares at you before returning his gaze back to the screen. you giggle, rocking your hips again.

he tightens his grip around the mouse, his eyes wanting to close but he refuses. you try to go faster.

"f- fuck!"

"jeon jungkook, what are you doing?!"

jin yells in the mic, jungkooks face turns a bright red.

"nothing, i hurt myself."

his hand is shaky on the mouse, you move faster and harder. you can hear him basically choking on his moans. still you don't stop, soon you feel 'it' twitch and you stop.

"c'mon, y/n! y did you stop?"

"i wanted to!"

you get off his lap, leaving him in the room with his problem and his games.

(sorry this is so long, apparently i couldn't make shorter sentences)