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Misery

Pairings: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst

Warning: Top!Jungkook, bottom!reader, unprotected sex (condoms are made for a reason you know), cursing, many mentions of breakup and flashbacks, dirty talking, did I mention dirty talking, oral (female receiving), grinding, spanking, hair pulling, edging, fingering, teasing, degrading name calling towards reader (slut, whore, etc.), very sad Jungkook :(, probably definitely forgetting other things

Word Count: 4130

Summary: You and Jungkook had just broken off, leaving him, and yourself, in shambles. It had to be done, with your far away job and Jungkook not being able to move, it left you no choice. You didn’t know if you could handle long distance- so you chose to end things, as much as it hurt. But, Jungkook wasn’t done with you yet. And you weren’t done with him either.

A/N: I honestly almost cried writing this (I cry at almost everything tbh so it’s not surprising-). I left no room for fluff, so be prepared for some hot, sad breakup smut. Also, I’m on mobile, so I can’t do the “keep reading” thing. I’m sorry :( I hope it’s not too annoying.

You thanked your friend for driving you to your former home, giving her a nervous smile. “I’ll be back to pick you up in a little bit. Be safe.” She smiled at you as you closed the door and nodded, “Of course. You too.”

Watching her drive off, you sighed- facing the familiar house. In and out, you’ll be gone before you know it. You wished Jungkook was gone for this- you already knew he was absolutely heartbroken.

You assumed he’d beg for you to come back to him- but it’s not like you could. You were bad at long distance, and he couldn’t move with you. So it was only natural to break what you had with him off. As much as it hurt you.

You loved Jungkook to death. He’s.. was, your soulmate. But sometimes that’s just not enough. He’d find someone else. You’d find someone else.

You nervously shuffled your feet, terrified to witness Jungkook on his knees, begging for you to stay. But when you opened the door, it was everything but you expected.

He was casually watching TV from the kitchen, chopping vegetables. But as soon as he heard the door, his head snapped in your direction.

His gaze hardened as soon as he saw you. “What do you want?” He sounded so disgusted with you- it almost made you cry. “Jungkook, please-“ “I already packed your bags for you.” He pointed to the living room with two suitcases with the knife in his hand.

“Don’t be mad at me,” you sniffed, looking at him with teary eyes. “You’re leaving me for a job. How could I not be?” He set the sharp utensil down and crossed his arms, “Get your things and go.” He nodded his head to the door. “You’re supposed to be happy for me!” You cried, stomping your foot.

His eyebrows furrowed, “Happy for you? You want me to be happy that you’re breaking up with me? To be happy you’re leaving for a job you’re going to hate? Yeah, no thanks Y/N. Have fun regretting your decisions.” He rolled his eyes and picked the knife back up to continue chopping the food.

“Stop being so rude..” you mumbled and walked over to your luggage. “I’m trying to help you! Keep you from doing something fucking stupid!” He slammed the knife into the cutting board, making you flinch.

“Jungkook!” You scolded, “You know I don’t like it when you curse!”

“Aww, you think I give a shit? You can’t tell me to do anything- you dumped me!” He shouted, stepping closer with a glare. “We had something, Y/N! And you threw it away!”

“I’m doing what’s best for me!” You argued, grabbing the handles of both suitcases. “What about us?! What’s best for us?!” Jungkook approached you with a frown, “Rethink this!”

“There is no us.” You backed up away from him towards the door. He laughed, shaking his head, “I wish I never met you.”

You pressed your lips together and turned around- opening the door to exit. You were stopped however, by a hand latching to your arm. “You’re really gonna fucking leave just like that?” You heard him growl in your ear. You faced him in anger and confusion, “Don’t you want me to?”

“You’re probably going out to fuck someone else,” he tightened his grip, “am I not good enough?”

You stared at him in surprise, “Jungkook.. what are you talking about?” You shoved him away, “I have to go, now, before my friend gets here.”

“You gonna go back to your fling?” His hand once again placed a hold on your arm. “Stop it! I would never cheat on you!” You ripped your arm away from him, slapping him clean across the face.

His head snapped to the side, and stayed there for a moment- until he began to laugh. “You slut.” He said through his teeth, facing you with the deadliest look you’ve ever seen. You placed your hand on the doorknob slowly.

He clenched his jaw and just stared at you, unmoving and eerie almost- you didn’t recognize the man standing in front of you. He never acted out like this. “You threw everything we had away.. for a job.” He slowly closed the distance in between you- cornering you against him and the door.

“Jungkook..” you whisper meekly, placing your hands on his chest. Growling, he slammed your wrists to the sides of your head- holding them there. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

“Let me go!” You repeated his name and tried to push him back- but he didn’t even flinch, nor did he move at all. “Not until you actually fucking think about what you’re doing!” He yelled in your face. Tears started to fall down your cheeks, “I know what I’m doing!” You screamed, “I’ve thought about this for a long time, and I’ve realized- I should do what’s best for me! Not you!”

“No! You’re setting yourself up for a terrible life! You’ll be miserable!” He replied. “You’re going to be miserable, not me!” You retaliated with a small sob.

“You can’t- I can’t- live without you! Stay, goddamn it, stay!” He pleaded, increasingly getting more angry by the minute. “No! I’m sorry, but no! I’m leaving whether you like it or not, Jungkook!” You shouted at him, struggling against his tightening grasp.

“You’re such a fucking bitch!” He lifted your wrists only to shove them back onto the wall, smashing his lips against yours. You let out a squeak in surprise, allowing him to deepen the kiss even more, running his tongue wherever he could reach.

You let out a low moan, balling your hands up into fists as he continued to assault your mouth.

“You only,”

He kissed you,

“care for,”

Another kiss.

“yourself.”

He kissed you one more time, his lips completely enveloping yours as he moved against your mouth- you didn’t kiss back, but you didn’t resist. You weren’t sure what to think. Should you be mad? Excited? He was never like this in bed when you were together.

“You like that, don’t you, whore?” He panted, grinning at you with his lips parted.

You stayed silent; you didn’t move, you didn’t even rip your gaze away from his. “I hate you.” You whispered with a scowl. “Yeah, you hate me? How much? I’ll fuck it right out of you.” He hissed with a scowl of his own.

“What’s stopping you?” You whispered, leaning your head closer to his- you expected him to shrink back, apologize, but he just gave you a simper, “Nothing.”

Your mind was hazy, clouded with arousal, you couldn’t think straight. This felt- no, was, wrong. This wasn’t for love- this was for anger. Anger for the lonesome nights, the heated arguments, the breakup, everything. It hurt you both deep down, but you were better at hiding it.

You needed to stay strong. But, with him being all over your neck as of now- his hands massaging your wrists as he held them against the wall, his leg wedging itself in between yours, you found it very difficult.

“Jungkook, wait, my friend is coming to pick me up-“ you choked on your words as he bit down on your neck with a grunt. “Fuck, when will she be here?” “In thirty minutes.”

He nodded, “Easy. I’ll make you come in two.”

You expected him to immediately delve into your pants, but instead, two of his fingers prodded your lips. “Suck.” Before you could open your mouth and protest, he shoved his digits inside. You moaned, wrapping your tongue around his middle finger and sucked graciously.

“Good girl.” He ran his other hand through your hair and grabbed a good amount of it, “Only for me, right?” You hummed and nodded your head, crying out as he pulled your hair, “You better not be lying, bitch.” He growled, “Keep sucking.”

You complied and closed your eyes, secretly loving this side of Jungkook that you’ve never seen. He didn’t make you stop until his fingers were completely coated in your saliva- and as they departed from your lips, they left a string of spit.

For some reason, shit like this would make Jungkook go completely wild, whenever you drooled during sex he would praise you like a puppy.

He groaned at the sight, stuffing his hand down into your pants. “You’re such a fucking tease,” he whispered in a husk voice, “I can’t wait to have you around me.”

Ugh, you could practically melt. You’d never get tired of Jungkook-

Stop it, Y/N! You’ve broken up. This is your last chance to get out all the frustration he’s caused. It’s best you stop thinking about the past.. full of vanilla, sweet- no! Focus on right now.

You moaned as his fingers touched everywhere except where you needed them most. “You’re dripping,” Jungkook muttered, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. “You really want my fingers deep inside you that bad huh? I thought you hated me?”

“I can go and fuck one of your friends if you keep this up.” You lied, obviously, but it made Jungkook’s nostrils flare. “They won’t be as good as me.”

“Really? I’ve heard that Jimin has a big-“ you gasped as his two fingers stretched you out, and didn’t waste any time to start fucking you. You cursed loudly, moving your hips with his fingers as you threw your head back.

Jungkook watched you with half-lidded eyes, observing how your mouth opened to make a variety of noises- but sometimes it only came out as a silent moan. “Fuck, Jimin-“ you moaned out on purpose, peeking one eye open to see his reaction.

His eyes narrowed at you, speeding up the pace of his fingers, causing you to hear how wet you were. You let another noise of pleasure, shutting your eyes tight.

Full of satisfaction, he added another finger. “Thirty seconds.” He mumbled. “W-What-“ you could barely register anything he said, before he curled his fingers. “T-There!” You moaned, feeling your climax approaching quickly. You grabbed his shoulders and buried your face in his neck- but he immediately pulled your head back to where he could see you once more,

“I wanna see you come.”

The previous times you had sex- you didn’t like for anyone to see how you looked when you came, and Jungkook accepted that. Until now.

You bit your lip and decided you had no other choice, focusing on how good his fingers felt. You were a writhing mess, moaning and squirming as he watched you with a straight face.

Finally, you came, clinging onto Jungkook as your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head, your mouth open to let a mute cry escape. “Shit, that felt so good.” you moaned out. “Fuck.” He cursed quietly, looking up at the clock displayed above the door.

“You came just at the two minute mark.”

You panted and looked at him, “You were counting down?” You raised an eyebrow. He gave you a smirk and pulled his fingers out of your pants, popping them into his mouth. Not once did he break eye contact- you were almost ready for another session right after.

“Where was this Jungkook when we were together?” You asked, grabbing his wrist to get a taste of yourself as well. As you suckled on his digits, he only glared at you.

You hummed and took his fingers out of your mouth, “Well-“ “Can you shut the fuck up about it?” He interrupted you. You sighed and pressed your lips together, “Bedroom?”

He grabbed your wrist without a reply, dragging to your once shared bedroom. It didn’t change much since you took your belongings out of it- but there was a gaming console hooked up to the TV. You almost rolled your eyes, you don’t know how many times you had caught him up at night gaming.

“Jungkook, you have work tomorrow!” You’d smack him upside the head- to which he’d grunt, “Just one more game and I’ll come to bed.” You would pout and lightly pull his ear, “Jungkoooook,” you’d draw out. He’d sigh loudly, “Babyyyyyyyy,” you would wrap your arms around his neck, placing your chin on top of his head- “Please come to bed.” And of course, he would always, always, give in. Most of the time. He’d give you a small smile, “Okay, fine. Just one more game-“ “Jungkook!”

“Answer me, pretty gir-“ he cleared his throat, “Slut.”

You adored that nickname. Whenever he praised you, he’d always add a “pretty girl” to the end of it. It gave you butterflies every time.

“Sorry, I was thinking.” You admitted, allowing him to grab you like you were a disobedient child. He tossed you onto the bed, landing on your hands and knees. Before you could turn to lay on your back, you felt his large hands grip your waist. “Stay like this.”

Biting your lip, you lied your head down onto the pillows- ass in the air. “There you go,” he praised you softly, causing you to almost forget this was only a stress reliever. Almost.

He slammed a hand down to meet your butt, grunting as you cried out. “You like that, filthy bitch?” He whispered, pulling your lower half flush against his clothed pelvis. “Yes,” you moaned, wiggling against him. He groaned and served you another spank, grinding against you.

He bit his lip, “I didn’t know you liked to be degraded so much, brat.”

You hummed in delight, burying your face in the sheets at the euphoric feeling of Jungkook getting himself off. Even though you didn’t get much pleasure from this, the fact that your ex was constantly letting out grunts and moans, because of you- it made your stomach churn in the most satisfying way.

“Mm, fuck, gonna cum.” He growled out, almost whimpering, quickly pulling his hips away from you. “You.. you can-“

“Don’t tell me you’re trying to get out of this so fast,” he hissed, pulling down your pants. “N-No-“ you cried out as he spanked you, “I’ve already came-“

“I wanna fuck you.” He deadpanned, “I’m not doing all this shit and then not be able to fuck you senseless.”

You turned your head to look at him, a teasing glint in your eyes, “I thought you hated me.” You pouted. “You think I don’t?” He glared at you, shoving your head into the pillows. “I hate you more than anything right now. You’re breaking my heart.”

You frowned, attempting to ‘lighten’ the mood, “I’m not surprised you almost came. You never lasted long.”

Hearing nothing come from him, you knew to be prepared for anything. You heard him quickly unzip his pants, but what you didn’t expect, was a droplet of water landing on your ass. “Jungkook- ah!” You moaned as he pressed against you, this time, without any fabric to separate the two of you.

“You’re so ready for me, bitch.” He said, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “Good luck walking to your friends car. She’s gonna know what you did with me.” He hummed in your ear. “She’s gonna know I fucked you until you were begging.”

You whined out, moving your head to get away from his whispering. You were unsuccessful, shivering as he licked the shell of your ear, “I’m gonna fuck you so good, slut. You won’t remember anything except my name.”

You moaned at his words, pushing back against him, “Just do it already.”

You heard him grumble something, making you recall all of the occasions he’d mumble under his breath. It was an annoying habit he could never drop, and it made you want to rip his hair out. Though, you couldn’t deny it was a bit cute.

Not that you could think about that, he had already began to succumb to what you both needed most.

“You’re gonna be stuffed full of my cock baby.” He groaned, gripping your hips as you wriggled around. “You know no one fucks you as good as I can.”

You nodded and held the sheets, yelping as he spanked you. “When I talk, I expect a response.”

“Sorry,” you mumbled and shut your eyes- feeling him hit a spot that made you crumble. “You took in all of me so well, whore, why am I not surprised?”

You whimpered, barely managing to get out, “Because I’m a slut.”

“A cockslut.” He corrected, “You’re so tight around me, you’re loving this.” You moaned in response, nodding. “I-I am,”

“I expected you to be loose- but here you are,” he groaned, “fucking squeezing me, begging for my cum.” He licked his lips and began to fuck you at a quick pace. “Don’t worry bitch, you’re gonna get it.”

“Yes, yes,” your voice went up an octave, barely audible over the sound of his skin meeting yours. You felt like you were in the clouds, ascending to heaven. But you knew you’d be pulled straight to hell for doing this.

“How does it feel?” He asked simply, as if he wasn’t affected by the intercourse you two were engaging in. “S-So-“ you squeaked, “so good.” You answered him, burying your face into the pillows.

“Can Jimin fuck you as good as I can? Huh?” He slammed his hips against yours, shoving your face up against the pillows. A muffled moan erupted from you as a response to him, but he didn’t take it for an acceptable reply.

“I said,” he spanked your ass, causing you to yelp, “can he fuck you as good as I can?”

You took a shaky breath and turned to face him, “Yes, he can.” You glared at him. Rage sparked in Jungkook’s eyes- but you could barely notice as he shoved your face back into the pillows, amping up his pace, and power as he fucked you. The only thing you could do was moan, and moan.

He groaned and spanked you once more, “You like being my little fuck toy? Yeah?”

You whined and writhed, practically crying for more. “Mm, that’s it, fuck me back baby,” he placed a hand on your back as your hips rocked against him. You moaned and about teared the sheets, feeling him hit your g-spot over and over again.

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna come already, slut,” he grunted, closing his eyes. “you better fucking hold it.” He said through his teeth, groping your ass as he gave you an especially hard slam. You sobbed in pleasure, drooling at the euphoric feeling.

As he continued to use you; countless times, you’ve held back from coming. To the point where you were shaking. And he knew, and only went harder. You moaned his name, making him grin. “There it is. Who’s Jimin now?”

You tried to formulate a sentence, but you gave up and once again called out his name. He chuckled, being interrupted by his own groan. “You feel amazing, cockslut.”

You drew out a moan, sticking out your tongue as you panted for much needed air. “Fuck, I wish I could see your expression.” He growled- leaning further over your back to suck on your ear.

You trembled and turned your head to the side, catching a glance of his damp hair. “Jungkook,” you whimpered out, receiving a low grunt from him. “C-Can’t- ah- hold it.” You choked on a moan.

“What?” He teased, “Can you repeat that?”

You groaned and attempted to glare at him. But he just grinned at you, running his hand up your back. “I can’t understand you.” He said ‘truthfully’. “I’m sure if you say it again, I’ll understand.”

“I-I-“ you let out a loud gasp and his hand tangled into your hair, yanking your head back. “Tsk tsk tsk. You’ll never get it out at this point.”

Whining in protest, you felt your climax quickly approaching. Your moans were quickly becoming a higher pitch- which was enough to let Jungkook know. “Looks like you’re coming.” He tried to chuckle, but it only came out as a groan. “Good thing I’m close too.”

Crying out in relief, you finally let go. Tears ran down your face as you finally came, your whole body shaking as you felt Jungkook ride your high out. He came soon after you, making sure not a drop landed on the bedsheets.

“Fuck.” Was the only sound he made- followed by the lowest moan you’ve heard from him.

Before you could even process everything, Jungkook pulled out of you and flipped you over onto your back. You could finally see his complete face, and damn. Sweat had coated the roots of his hair, and made his skin glisten. “You weren’t too bad, whore.” He panted out with a smile.

You bit your lip and didn’t answer him, realizing what the two of you had just done. Your thoughts were interrupted though, by the sight of him dipping down to kiss you. Not one to deny his kisses, you closed your eyes and let it happen. But.. it didn’t. You didn’t feel anything grace upon your lips. Peeking to see what halted him, you were met with a teary-eyed Jungkook.

“I thought this would help..” he whispered, pushing himself off of you. “What?” You immediately sat up and gave him a confused look. “You’re still leaving.” He mumbled with a sigh. “This was supposed to help me get over you.”

You watched as his hands balled up into fists, “It only made me love you more.”

Shocked, you scooted closer. “Jungkook...” You began. “Please stay.” He begged and looked at you with a tear-stricken face. “You know I can’t-“

“Please.” His bottom lip trembled- grabbing your hand with both of his. “I can’t.. I can’t be without you.” He told you softly. You lowered your head, unable to maintain eye contact. “I have to go.” You murmured and stood up.

“Y/N..” he pleaded, still latched onto your hand. “I’m sorry, Jungkook.” You pried away from him, gathering your clothes to dress yourself appropriately. “I have to do this.” You pulled on your undergarments- as well as your shirt and pants.

Jungkook put on his boxers; silent tears running down his face. “I promise I’ll come back.” You told him, wiping his tears. “Don’t lie.” He whispered to you, grabbing your wrists.

You sighed and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you for loving me for all those years. I’ll never forget it.”

“I wish I could.” He replied, letting go of you, both mentally, and physically. Giving him a sad smile, you left him. Both mentally, and physically.

And he cried.

Extra:

You smacked your hands onto the desk, fed up with what this book was trying to tell you. “You’re telling me quantum physics doesn’t just include atoms?!” You slammed the book shut, sitting back down as you hugged your head. “This class is gonna be the end of me.” You groaned, before being shushed by the other students in the library.

Eyes wide, you pressed your lips together. “Shoot, I forgot I was in the library.” You whispered to yourself.

“Quantum physics, huh?” You heard a voice from behind you. Turning around, you saw the most handsome man you had ever seen. He wore a beautiful smile, and the, exceptionally groomed, school uniform. “Yes.” You muttered, crossing your arms. “I don’t know shit about it.”

“I took it last year,” he said, sitting down at the table beside you. “So you can help me?!” You leaned close to him excitedly, eyes sparkling.

“Oh, no. I failed.” He laughed, “They immediately kicked me out of it because I got a ten on the first test.”

You snorted, “Are you serious?”

“Serious as I can be.” He set his bag on the floor, pulling out a set of books. “You’re taking biology?” You asked, scooting closer to view the books. He looked at you with a nervous smile, “Yeah. I’m failing.”

“That is the easiest-“ you sighed, “I can help you.”

“Really?!” His eyes lit up, “You’d do that?!” You nodded and grabbed one of his books. “Yes, but only to help you study-“

He shoved all the books towards you, sliding over a stack of paper. “Can you get notes from all the books? I have to do like ten assignments for my other classes.”

You narrowed your eyes, “I don’t even know you that well.” He gave you a simple grin, leaning closer to you. “My name is Jungkook. Is that enough?”

You blinked, smiling slowly. “Y/N.”

“Again, thanks for helping.”

“Yeah, I’ll make sure you get a five on the next test you take.”

“... You’re kidding, right? I hope you’re kidding.”

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