Immersion

Taehyung x Reader Imagine

Genre: Angst, smut, fluff

Warnings: unprotected sex, oral sex (reader receiving)

Author’s Note: Happy Birthday to one of the most sweetest, caring, and talented people in the world (along with the rest of Bangtan lol), Kim Taehyung!

You opened the lid of the jewelry box and gently picked up the silver hair comb. You then moved back over towards your best friend, Ji-yoo, and gently pushed the tails of the comb into her perfectly molded bun.

“Thank you so much Y/N,” Ji-yoo smiled as she looked at you through the reflection in the mirror. You set yours hands on her shoulders and leaned towards her so that your cheek was up against hers.

“No need to thank me Ji,” you said. “I can’t believe you and Min Jun are finally tying the knot.”

“Yeah, it only took him six years to propose,” she muttered, making you giggle. You patted her shoulders once before stepping away to grab both of your bouquets. Ji-yoo stepped away from the mirror and met you halfway as you held her bouquet out to her.

“Are you sure you’re alright with him coming today?” Ji-yoo asked and you froze. The ‘him’ that she was referring to was your ex-boyfriend, Taehyung. You two had met a few years ago at a Christmas party that Ji-yoo and Min Jun had thrown. Your relationship had been great, amazing even, but with him being an idol, there was always too little time and too little attention.

“Yeah. It’s completely fine,” you shrugged, looking down and picking at the banding on your bouquet.

“Y/N,” Ji-yoo called and you looked back up at her to see her arching her eyebrow. “It’s ok if you’re not. It hasn’t even been six months since the breakup and-”

“Ji-yoo,” you shook your head, stopping her head. “Today isn’t about me, or Taehyung. It’s about you and Min Jun and that’s all that matters. Ok?” She nodded reluctantly and you slapped an insincere smile on your face to make her feel better. 

“Let’s go get you married, yeah?” You grinned and she copied you, nodding excitedly before you both walked out of the room.

………….

The instrumental music began to play, the sound of violins and pianos filling the small room. The double doors in front of you opened and you glanced back at Ji-yoo one last time, giving her a small wink before turning back to face front. You began to step in time to the music as you ambled further into the room. You smiled widely, nodding slightly at the people in the crowd who you recognized as you paced down the aisle. 

As you moved closer to the altar, where Min Jun was standing, your breath hitched in your throat once you saw who was standing right next to him. Taehyung, in all of his glory, wearing a brown turtleneck and black suit jacket and matching slacks. Once the two of you locked eyes, he smiled slightly and you had the intense urge to turn away and run back up the aisle. However, since that wasn’t an option, you averted your gaze from his and continued your trek until you reached the altar. Thankfully, your place to stand was on the opposite side of Min Jun and Taehyung.

Watching your best friend walk down the aisle was such a beautiful thing to witness. It probably would’ve been a little bit better though, had you not been able to sense Taehyung’s eyes on you the entire time. Once Ji-yoo had made it to the aisle and intertwined her hands with Min Jun’s, you couldn’t help but to be slightly jealous. When you and Taehyung had been dating, you were almost positive that the two of you would be in this position some day. 

While Ji-yoo and Min Jun exchanged vows, you decided to take a chance and look up. When you did, you immediately met Taehyung’s gaze again. Only this time, he wasn’t smiling. It almost looked as if he wanted to…cry? You looked back down once again and didn’t look up until the end of the ceremony.

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863 Tokyo Centre

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Type: Drabble, smut

Plot: Not much of one, just Taehyung fingering you on a bus at 2am

Warning(s): fingering, dirty talk, public 

Note: Listen to 505 by the Arctic Monkeys whilst you are reading

Admin IC

Stiff plastic seats and yellow railings lined the bus. A colour palette of washed-out blue and vibrant yellow. The streets were dull as fog hung in the night sky. The bus driver blasting music which was dulled out at the back of the bus.

Two seats tucked away in the very corner of the bus was claimed by you both, adorning the window seat was you. Taehyung’s hand gripping your crotch through your jeans as you fought to control your breathing.

The red lights of car tail lights blinded you as you stared out at passing cars. His lips illuminated by the yellow lights of the city as you glanced. The bus read out every block in an automated voice the street, but it was soon drowned out by the husky voice he presented you with.

“Spread your legs for me like the good little slut you are,”

It was not a request nor a demand, rather, a challenge. And so your knees grew distance between one another as your pants zipper slowly reached towards the ground. Your breathing was heavy yet steady. Heart rate felt within your cheeks as his eyes bored into yours.

The eye contact was intense as you fought to look anywhere but his blown-out pupils. His chocolate bangs, shaped brows, honey-milk skin. Yet, his chocolate eyes captured you as one slender finger drew a line down your slit.

A harsh breath was taken in which left a gasp-like sound in the bus. The bus was unsteady as it bumped and rolled rigidly along the roads. The sound of such a heavy engine accelerating and breaking filling up the atmosphere.

His breath smelt of mint and whiskey. He delved within your velvet confines, reaching for your own bliss. Your lips parted and jaw dropped with a whisper of a moan. He edged you on, swallowing your moans greedily with his ears as he fought to listen. Fought to hear more.

The scent of your laboured breathing against his nose as he dipped in to place a gentle kiss against it left him intoxicated. The smell of your arousal collecting on his hand from within your jeans wafted softly in the surrounding air.

“You make it so fucking difficult for me to not want to fuck you with every breathing second we share together, Y/N,”

His lips husked against the shell of your ear as you let out a whisper of a whine. He swallowed a moan of his own as he felt you contract and clench around his singular digit. The warmth of his finger burned a beautiful contrast to your hungry walls as he created momentum in his wrist.

“I want you to cum all over my hand, and you will because that’s the good little slut you are,”

Back In Time

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader Words: ~1200 Genre: Fluff  Warnings: none

gif credit: @defsbeom

The sun was slowly setting behind the higher buildings of Seoul, the street lights not yet turned on leaving the road ahead of you glowing in a soft, warm orange light. There weren’t too many people walking around this part of town, which surely was a reason why the two of you decided to come here every so often, but you had always loved the atmosphere. The stores around you always felt lively, no big brands around to take away the action… just a bunch of folks who had made their dreams of being independent and having a place filled with the things they love come true. 

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Jungkook - Day Off

Jungkook jolts awake harshly and internally screams. Looking at the clock opposite the bed, it says 9am and his schedules always start at 7am which means he’s running late! Namjoon’s going to gut him and hang him for this and he probably has a million missed calls.

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bts scenario: cooking

bangtanprincesss??? posting??? what is this sorcery??? lmao but hello everyone i am back! school has ended and graduation is coming up and my schedule will finally be completely open! i know a lot of people wanted smut, but i feel like it’s a good time for some fluff yknow? everything is so sexual now a day i feel like we need a break with some heart warming fluff. also, please make sure to like/reblog!! enjoy! xx

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jin: “grab the flour for me?” you asked as your eyes scanned the recipe in front of you. “already got it,” jin said from behind you, sliding his arms around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder, “i’ve made this before, babe.” you rolled your eyes, “i know i know, jin, you’re the best cook in the whole world.” you said with slight sarcasm as you measured the flour. “better than gordon ramsay?” he asked. “well…” you trailed off. “y/n!” 

yoongi: “why is this so annoyingly difficult?” yoongi asked while grumbling over the cake batter. you couldn’t help the smile that pulled at your lips, “yoongi it really isn’t that hard.” yoongi huffed and crossed his arms in a childlike manner. “aww baby…” you cooed and moved over to kiss his pouty lips. “i just wanted to make this cake for you,” he groaned. “it’s alright baby, we can finish it together and then we can cuddle all night, deal?” yoongi nodded happily. 

hoseok: “jung hoseok?!” you yelled as you entered the kitchen. hoseok stared at you wide eyed with flour covering his hands, the floor, and the kitchen counters, “…yes?” you huffed and crossed your arms, “what on earth were you doing?” hoseok pointed to the cook book on the counter, “baking.” his plain answers made a chuckle form in your throat, all anger suddenly gone. “god i love you so much,” you said and pulled him into a kiss. “…does this mean i’m not in trouble?”

namjoon: namjoon’s firm hands led you to the table while your hands covered your eyes. “joonie,” you said. “shh it’s a surprise. you’re gonna love it.” you curled your fingers in anticipation when you heard namjoon set something in front of you. “open up,” namjoon said while pressing something gently against your lips. you obliged and chewed the food he had put inside of your mouth. “holy shit,” you said and opened your eyes, “this is amazing.” namjoon blushed, “i made it for you babe.” you pulled him into a kiss, “thank you baby, i love it.” 

jimin: “are you sure it’s safe?” jimin asked while holding the mixer in his hand with wide eyes. “yes jimin it’s perfectly safe,” you replied. “help me?” he asked with a pouty look, you took his hand in yours and guided his movements as he mixed the batter. “this is like a romcom scene,” jimin said with a smirk. you rolled your eyes and let go of jimin’s hand. “no wait come back!” he yelled while trying to figure out how to turn off the mixer. you unplugged it and walked back over to him, taking a swipe of the batter and spreading it across his cheek. 

taehyung: “but babeeeeeee” taehyung whined, “i’m bad at baking.” “we know taehyung, but you promised you would help me make this for the boys.” you said while grabbing all of the ingredients. “how come they get a whole cake and you never make one for me?” he whined again. “i’m pretty sure you get a whole lot more sugar from me than they do,” you winked. taehyung’s cheeks burned a bright red and he pulled you into his arms, “that’s right, i definitely do.” he pulled you into a searing kiss, making you drop the spoon you were holding onto the floor in order to deepen the kiss.

jungkook: “there!” jungkook said with a proud smile as he finished putting the decorations on the cupcakes. “wow kook, they look amazing,” you said with wide eyes, not expecting the cupcakes to look so amazing. “you really are the golden maknae, can even bake better than those chefs on tv.” you leaned down to place a kiss on his cheek. “i did good?” he asked with a bright smile. you nodded, “really really good, kook. amazing even.” he happily clapped his hands and picked one up for you to taste.

All of these American interviewers like “Suga is definitely the bad boy of the group. Aloof. Not paying attention to anything. Only smiles for the cameras because that’s what bands who are trying to take over America do.” First of all, he’s fucking tired. He just had a whole ass comeback and wrote/recorded songs while on a world tour and he tries so hard to stay positive for his fans and support everyone. He came to america from korea and was probably jet lagged like hell. Don’t come for him.

And I’ve seen new fans like “He looks like the least interested in what he’s doing. He doesn’t seem grateful.” Are you kidding? This man had to choose between eating and getting public transportation to the studio and shit. He grew up poor. His parents did not support his dream and he still went for it with everything he had in him. He pushed himself and pushed himself. He has been through depression so bad that he considered suicide. He has social anxiety and gets fidgety in interviews and only speaks in them when he is somewhat comfortable. He makes music so that people feel the passion behind it and feel that they are not alone. He supports everyone. When asked what he likes in a girl and given the choices ‘face’ and 'body’ he wrote another option and put 'personality’. He said his type is not limited to a woman. When asked how much he wanted his significant other to weigh? He wrote down a ridiculous number. You know why? Because he doesn’t care about that superficial shit. He’s the kind of person that just wants to know somebody and love them with his heart and soul. He is so incredibly sweet and kind. He spoke out on issues even when Namjoon tried to shut the question down. He wrote INDIVIDUAL notes and got gifts for fans on HIS birthday and got emotional when there weren’t enough for everyone.

He WORKED for this. He EARNED this. And you better realize that.

Why do people assume that just because Yoongi isn’t this cheery person that smiles all the time, that makes him an asshole? He is an AMAZING human being. Talented and smart and humble and just perfect the way that he is. Don’t you dare make him feel bad for that. Ever.

BTS as your bestfriends. Pt1 ; Jungkook

Wonho as your boyfriend

A/N - The first of the Monsta X boyfriend headcanons! Actually so excited to get into these. I was going to do the members in age order but I love Wonho too much to not do him first. I’m complete and utter trash for him which’ll probably become pretty evident in this headcanon 😂 Anyway, I hope you all enjoy and do keep sending in your requests! 

IMMA FIGHT A HOE

WHOEVER DOESNT CHEER FOR KIM NAMJOON YOUR MOM IS A HOE! HOW CAN YOU JUST NOT CHEER FOR THE MAN WHO SPENT HIS TIME LEARNING ENGLISH FROM FRIENDS AND TEACHING OTHER MEMBERS ENGLISH? HE DEDICATED HIS TIME AND HEALTH TO FEED ARMY AND THIS IS THE FUCKING RESPECT HE GETS? KIM NAMJOON IS PRECIOUS HUMAN BEING AND HE DESERVES AS MUCH LOVE AS THE OTHER MEMBERS. I’m tired of seeing all of these videos of no one cheering for him and then everyone cheers loud as hell for the rest of BTS….

fairytail | pjm

⇒ summary: you have a particular disdain for the beach. jimin is here to change that. oh! and he’s also a merman. so there’s that, too. 

⇒ merman au with beauty and the beast inspired elements

⇒ word count: 19k

⇒ genre: fluff and a little angst, but just a smidge!

⇒ warnings: minor alcohol consumption and disgusting human boys

⇒ a/n: finally, out of my slump! my exams are over now so i can get back on my writing game for the summer, so get ready! as for now, here’s a little pre comeback gift for all of you, featuring the au i have been desperate to write for a while now. 

[!] also, this fic is a beast so i 1) recommend reading it in your browser if you’re on mobile and 2) i am sorry that the keep reading feature is trash and that you have to scroll through this whole ass thing. i really am. 

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do you ever have those bloggers that you know by a nickname you kinda just gave them and you get excited to see them on your dash even though you’ve barely/never spoken to them ever

reblog if it’s okay for ur followers to come into your inbox and tell you what they nicknamed u

First Kiss with Taehyung

A/N: Thank you, lovely! I haven’t properly written in so long, I’m sorry! I forgot how much fun it is, especially things this fluffy, I cri. Anyhow sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoy~!

“Hey, come and taste this, would you?”

The deep hum of your boyfriend’s voice called you to the kitchen. He had been slaving away for the past four hours attempting to perfect a recipe Seokjin had told him about—it just so happened to be your favorite meal, as well. Your feet padded gently against the cushioned carpeting of your apartment as you made your way to the kitchen doorway. There you saw him, wearing an apron dirtied with spilled sauces and what looked like an entire jar of peanut butter. With a hidden smile you walked up to the boy before musing, “it looks like you’re wearing more food than you’ve managed to prepare, Tae.”

“I didn’t ask you to come in here to judge me. Just the food.” His tone sounded serious, but the goofy smile plastered on his face gave his facade away.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Let me see,” you spoke, dipping your finger into the wet batter and lifting it to your lips, eyes widening as you tasted it.

“Babe, this is amazing!” You exclaimed honestly, yet all Taehyung could do was let out a small giggle.

“I’m serious!” You defended.

“I know you are, it’s not that,” the boy trailed off with eyes fixated on your lips, “you have something on your face.”

You blushed slightly, rubbing your sleeve around your chin trying to rid yourself of the stain. Taehyung’s smile only deepened at your actions.

“It’s still there! Here, I’ll get it.”

His hand lifted your chin so you faced him. Your eyes locked for a single moment as he inched closer, gently placing his lips against yours. A tsunami of heat washed over your face, and you knew it was burning red. Your body went stiff in shock, yet as he deepened the kiss you molded with him comfortably. You had always imagined your first kiss with Taehyung would be awkward or feel off in some way; which is most likely the reason you had been so apprehensive to have it. Yet this right here, it was natural—almost like second-nature—as your lips danced against one another’s in perfect harmony.

Eventually, he separated from you, bringing your mind back to reality. You pulled the other in for a tight embrace as your heart pounded against his, and neither of you could contain your smiles.

“That was… perfect,” you breathed, breaking the comfortable silence.

“You are perfect,” he corrected and you buried your face in his chest.

“Unlike your food, you’re too cheesy.”

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BTS Reaction To You (Their Crush) As Their Lockscreen

Anonymous said to b-tsfanfic-tion:

Can you do a bts reaction where you (their crush) sees their home screen from their phone and it’s a picture of you. So you confront him and then says I like it, it’s cute. 🧡🧡🧡 you’re everything

Jin

“I lost my phone, could you call it?” Jin asked you.

“Yeah sure,” you said, and dialed his number. You both got up and started walking around the apartment to look for it. You walked into another room and found the phone under a hoodie. You ended the call and suddenly saw his lockscreen.

“Jin, what’s this?” you called, walking back to the room he was in.

“My phone! You found it,” he said, still not registering the fact you saw his home screen. That is, until you gave it back to him and he looked at the screen himself. Suddenly he snapped his head up to look at you, embarrassment etched on his face.

“Did you see?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah, I did. I like it, it’s cute,” you said with a simple shrug, deciding against teasing Jin since he was already acting flustered. He gave you a grateful smile while pocketing his phone.

Suga

“Y/n,” Yoongi said softly, giving your arm a gentle shake. He was trying to wake you up from your nap.

“Let me sleep,” you grumbled, trying to wave him off. You thought you heard him mumbled something about how cute you looked while sleeping, but you were half asleep, half awake so everything was a bit hazy.

“Come on, the boys are waiting,” he said. You sighed and sat up.

“What time is it?” you asked, and grabbed Yoongi’s phone before he could stop you. His lockscreen was you napping.

“Is this picture of me from a few seconds ago?” you asked with a laugh, and Yoongi gave you a gummy smile.

“I thought you looked really sweet all curled up like that,” he admitted and you nodded in agreement.

“I like it, it’s cute.”

RM

Namjoon showed you the picture of you he had just taken.

“I look bad, you should delete it,” you said, scrunching up your nose. Namjoon shook his head, exasperated by you. A few minutes later his phone lit up, and you saw that he made his lock screen the very picture you had told him to delete.

“Hey! I said to erase it! Did you accidentally make it your lock screen or something?” you asked. For a moment Namjoon considered agreeing with you and saying it was an accident, but he settled for the truth instead.

“No, I made it my lockscreen on purpose. I know you don’t like it, but I think you look really pretty in it,” he admitted, “I wish you did too.”

You sighed, and picked his phone up to get another look at the picture. After he had given you all those compliments you suddenly thought it didn’t look half bad.

“I like it, it’s cute,” you decided, which earned a dimpled grin from Namjoon.

Jhope

You were holding Hoseok’s phone and taking a video for him. He wanted a recording of the new dance he had finished choreographing. Suddenly the screen turned black.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry but you’ll have to start over. I just hit the power button and turned your phone off,” you apologized.

“Now you know why I usually ask Jimin to record my videos,” Hoseok commented, but his smile told you he wasn’t very serious.

“Okay, stand by,” you said, the phone finally on. That’s when you noticed his lockscreen.

“Why is there a picture of me as your lock screen?” you asked.

“I thought it was a nice picture, but here let me change it,” he said, trying to act casual. He starting to walk over to you, and your grip tightened around his phone in case he tried to take it.

“No, don’t! I like it, it’s cute,” you told him and he gave a relieved smile, “Alright, cue the music!”

Jimin

You and Jimin were sitting watching a movie together. Suddenly he got a text, which lit up the screen. When you glanced down you saw your own face gazing back at you.

“Is that me? Am I your lock screen?” you asked Jimin. He quickly picked his phone up and stuffed it in his pocket.

“No,” he answered, but his very red cheeks told a completely different story.

“Jimin,” you said with a cocked eyebrow.

“Okay, yes. I’m sorry. It’s just, you looked so pretty in the picture. But I’ll change it to something else,” he said. You shook your head no, resting your hand on his arm to stop him from getting his phone out.

“I don’t want you to change it. I like it, it’s cute,” you told him. After that, you turned back to watch the movie and didn’t notice Jimin was blushing even harder now.

V

You had already left Taehyung’s when you realized you had his phone instead of your own. When you first noticed you were surprised to see yourself as his lock screen, but that took the backseat while you tried to figured out how to get your phone back. Suddenly your number was splayed across Taehyung’s screen.

“Hi,” you answered, “We have each other’s phones”

“Yeah, I’ll be over in a minute,” he said before you both hung up. After a bit he showed up at your place and you both traded your phones. He was about to leave when you stopped him.

“So I’m your lock screen,” you said. You were smiling, but Taehyung hadn’t noticed since he was looking at the ground in embarrassment.

“Somehow I wasn hoping you wouldn’t have seen,” he said quietly.

“Well obviously I was going to see,” you giggled. When he heard your laugh he finally looked up and saw you weren’t mad at all.

“So you don’t mind?” he double checked.

“Of course not. I like it, it’s cute!”

Jungkook

“Y/n, just give it back,” he called after you. You laughed, running down the hall to look for a hiding spot. You had successfully nabbed Jungkook’s phone. Usually he was too quick for you, but today he had been distracted by the fact you had just told him that you really liked him in the shirt he had on. You dived behind the couch, and held up the phone.

“What to do, what to do,” you hummed to yourself, turning it on. That’s when you saw yourself as his lock screen.

“Gotcha!” Jungkook yelled after sneaking up behind you, making you jump.

“Is this what you didn’t want me to see?” you asked, holding up the picture of you.

“Oh, you saw. Yeah, I guess I was worried,” he mumbled, rubbing his neck.

“Why? I like it, it’s cute,” you told him, and he smiled in surprise, “But I’m still not giving your phone back.”

BTS REACTION TO YOU GIVING THEM A BJ DURNING A VLIVE

Namjoon

Namjoon doesn’t even react as you wrap your lips around his thick length. He explains to ARMY how tired he’s been with all the new dances and shows lately, trying his best not to show any signs of what’s happening under the table. All the while you take his dick deep in your mouth, and he finally reacts, running his hands through your hair.

“Aahhh, I— I’m just really tired right now. I might have to end soon.”

Jin

Jin, as always, can barely contain himself. He’ll let out a loud moan at random moments durning EatJin. Playing it off as if his reactions are caused by the food. The thrill is exciting for you, but Jin becomes worried as you wrap your lips around him. He pauses the broadcast when he feels your tongue against his dick,

“Aishh jagiya, what are you doing to me?” 

Yoongi

Yoongi hardly even blinks in your general direction as you take him into your mouth. You flick your tongue over the tip, gradually taking his length in your mouth. You’re about half way down when he brings his hand up to rest on the top of your head. He gives you a quick pat as a signal for you to keep going. You oblige quickly sucking him whole. As your lips touch the base, you feel Yoongi’s hips jerk forwards slightly. You smile smugly when he rushes to end the live.

“You’re such a fucking tease. Now it’s my turn.”

Hoseok

Hobi pains slightly, quickly eyeing you as you lick up his shaft. Wthout looking away from the camera, he grabs the hand you’re using to stroke him, pleading you to stop. When you deep throat him, he pulls his bottom lip between teeth before continuing to talk about how excited he is to be releasing the album, stuttering over his words.

“Yeah, the new album is— ah, mmm, yes, the—the hixtape is.. you all l- l- like it?”

Jimin

Jimin puts on his poker face as you bob your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks as you work up to a faster speed. Letting our tongue trace the veins running up and down his thick length. He smiles at the camera, discretely glancing at you suck him off. After a while, he’s had enough. He quickly shuts down the broadcast and grabs you up by your arms, running his hand across your swolen lips.

“Ah, you spoil me too much beautiful.”

Taehyung

He runs his fingers through your hair while you run your tongue across dick, licking the slit of his tip. When Taehyung starts to feel himself getting close, he jerks his hips upwards, his legs begin to shake and his voice is breaking slightly as he continues talking to the camera. He does everything he can to distract himself from you deep throating his cock.

“Hmm, you want me to sing? Ah, r- right now?”

Jungkook

Jungkook tenses underneath your mouth as you suck up and down his dick. You lift your head, placing kitten licks over his tip. You sit your hands on his legs, grasping his thighs as he slightly jerks into your mouth. As you start to go down on him deeper, Jungkook’s voice shakes. He eats his ramen, slurping up the noodles as you slurp on his cock. He makes up an excuse about being sick and having a sore throat when fans comment, asking him to sing. As he get closer he rushes through and hurriedly ends the vlive. After, he glares, angry at you for being such a tease.

“It’s funny because after this, you’ll have more than just a sore throat.”