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Summary: Unaware that Jimin's gummy multivitamins aren't actually multivitamins, Jungkook treats himself to a generous dose of them. It results in a problem—a huge one. And you, being the good friend you are, insist on helping him with his problem.

Pairing: roommate/bestfriend Jungkook x female reader Genre: PWP WC: 6.4k Rating: 18+, minors are not welcomed on this blog and will be blocked Warnings: everything is consensual, soft dom!jk sub!reader, oral (m receiving), use of protection, humping, accidental use of aphrodisiacs, endless grinding, they're extremely fond of eachother:(,a healthy dose of fluff

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Being Jungkook's roommate is no easy task.

You can't claim you expected sharing a living space with a 25-year old, single man who games for a living to be easy. That would be foolish. Well—in all fairness, you didn't expect living with Jungkook to be easy anyway.

To a decent extent, he's not messy, quite the contrary. He's a very clean person with a habit of ensuring the space smells like lilies and roses 24/7. There are more scented candles decorating the coffee table than probably needed, and an even larger stock of air-refreshers sitting neatly on-top of every flat surface in your home.

Unfortunately, Jungkook is just as noisy as he is clean. That's exactly where the problem lies. That man is loud. Insanely loud. Headache-inducing kind of loud.

It didn't help that the walls separating your room from Jungkook's are thin. Most of the time, it's the reason why you find yourselves deep in an argument because of the noise coming from his room late at night. Ranging from periodic yelling and shouting at people to get in position to straight-up screaming. You're convinced someday he's going to peel the paint off the walls with how he screeches for Jimin to make sure he's loaded.

Being a non-gamer yourself, you're not entirely sure you understand what he means when he yells out those things. Being a girl in a male-dominated friend group, you're not sure you want to.

Jungkook loved gaming, he does it for a living for god's sake. Once he's in the zone, you can hardly peel him off his gaming chair or remove those ridiculously cute pink cat-headphones off him. Some good sleep? Actually getting rest? That's nonexistent. You gave up on those essentials long time ago when you signed that lease.

Ever since you moved in, your biggest wish was to spend a night falling asleep without having to shove your head beneath several pillows and blankets to block out the noise. Tonight, it seems like your wish is being granted. But you're not sure rest is what you're feeling right now.

Usually during this time of the night, the noise coming from Jungkook's room would be successfully keeping you from sleeping. You'd be busy tossing and turning, trying to achieve a perfect angle of noise-blocking beneath the covers that also allows for you to breathe. However, tonight, it's eerily quiet in your apartment. And as much as you're glad there's calm in your house at night for once, you can't help feeling slightly weirded out.

As you lay underneath the covers, surrounded by total darkness in your room and so-ready to devour the chance of finally getting some quality sleep, you find yourself failing to keep your eyes closed for more than two minutes. A voice in your head keeps you up, tells you something is not right with Jungkook, that there's a reason behind the silence filling up your house and it's probably not a good one.

He'd came back from Jimin's almost two hours ago and went straight into his room. Usually he'd come tell you goodnight, or bother you a bit till you kick him out of your room and he begins his little gaming escapade. That's exactly when your suspicion arose, but you ignored it thinking he may be a bit tired. Maybe he got into a fight with Jimin? Maybe he's just tired? Maybe something's wrong with his PC?

How is your brain not capitalizing on this once in a lifetime opportunity to relish in the quietness surrounding you? Did Jungkook accidentally get you used to noise at night that you can't sleep without it anymore?

You sigh. Maybe you should just go see him. You're definitely not going to get any sleep with that many questions on your mind.

Shoving your covers off your body, you sit up and quickly slide your feet into your slippers. and oh shit. it may have sounded like that there was pure silence when you had your covers draped over your face, but that's definitely not the case.

An uneasy feeling settles in your belly as you make your way out your bedroom door. Fuck, is Jungkook crying? You can instantly hear sobbing sounds coming from his room although somewhat muffled. You can't be imagining this, there are definitely sounds coming from his bedroom.

You feel a pang in your chest instantly, shoulders sagging in dismay. You can't help feeling like you're a terrible friend. Something bad must've happened to him and he was all alone. You should've noticed right away, how did you ignore his strange behavior tonight?

You're frozen in place only for a few moments, not knowing how to act when hearing the little muffled whimpers inside his room. A particularly loud gasp causes you to snap back to reality and jump into action. You knock on the door gently and call out his name.

"Kook? Can I come in?"

The room grows completely silent, and even after you wait for a few moments you get no response. Well fuck. What if he's mad at you too? He could be. Maybe he thought that you ignored him, since you know he's always been too shy to approach you when he needed help or to talk. It didn't matter you'd been best friends and roommates for so long, he never grew out of that shyness.

"Kook, I know you're not sleeping." you persist, knocking again on his door a bit louder this time.

Yet again, no response. Complete silence.

You sigh out, shifting on your feet before you lean a little on the door. "Are you mad at me? Did I do something wrong?"

You finally hear movement inside his room. You suppose it's him getting up and walking over to the door. Good, he may not be that angry with you if he's finally going to talk to you. You wait patiently for him to open but that never happens.

"I-I feel tired now,___. I'll talk to you in the morning."

Jungkook's voice is low, broken. Like he has a sore throat. You can tell he tried to keep his stutter subtle but you noticed right away. How long has he been crying? Has he been in this state ever since he came back home? For two hours now?

"No, please. let me talk to you now. Please, Kook."

You try your hardest to not surrender to the urge of just bargaining into his room. Usually he wouldn't mind, he keeps his room unlocked most of the time, so the fact that he closed his door tonight means he needs some privacy and you can't just disregard that. However, you wouldn't be able to get an ounce of rest knowing he's not alright, and it's just not right for you to leave your best friend like this even if he asked. Jungkook doesn't like to be left alone when feeling down, despite his conservative nature when it comes to asking for help.

"I'm not mad at you but I really can't now. I'm so-orry- fuck."

He's not angry with you which is good. you figure that's why he responded to you after all, so you wouldn't think you're at fault. But that didn't mean you were going to let any of this go, especially now that you know for certain something is wrong with him.

"Just let me in, okay? It'll be just for a few moments."

'I can-n't..." He breaks out in a sob, and you can no longer contain your impulses. "Please."

Fuck that.

"I'm not doing that, Jungkook."

There's no way you'd leave your bestfriend when he sounds so down, so hurt. How did he even expect you to just walk away and leave him in this state? He's crying alone in his room. You ignore his pleas, shaking your head as you grab the knob and twist it, opening the door.

"Fuck!" you exclaim once you fully see him, stepping inside his room. "What happened to you?"

Jungkook looks like a mess.

His dark, disheveled locks are some parts wet, sticking to his creased forehead while the back of his hair is dry and all fluffed up like he'd been tossing and turning on his pillow for hours. Sweat glistens on his skin, dripping down his neck and his bare chest which causes you to notice just how flustered his skin looks. His face is pale all over, except for the redness in his cheeks and nose and the swollenness in his pink lips.

You don't let your eyes wander any more than they should, considering he's practically standing naked except for his black Calvin's which are still way too short and skin-tight to be considered actual clothing.

This may not be an appropriate time to admire his beauty, his un-real physique. If you hadn't heard him earlier, you would've thought this was just an extensive midnight workout session but you know Jungkook has long let go of those, saying he didn't like how sore he felt in the morning.

You ignore the heat travelling up to your cheeks when you accidentally glance at his V-line, you don't allow your eyes to look down any further, darting them to his face and those thoughts quickly vanish once you see how pained he looks.

"Are you fucking dying? What happened to you?"

The panic in your voice is clear. How is he sweating this much when it's pretty much freezing outside? He has not been working out, that much you're sure of. How can he stand almost completely naked in this weather? And also sweat?

Jungkook looked frightened when you basically forced your way inside the room. Doe eyes almost popping out of their socket as he bends down to grab one of the pillows that are— uncharacteristic of his organized nature— thrown on the ground and placing it over his stomach, as a mean of covering up his entire abdomen.

"It-it's nothing, I'm just having a fever." he hastily explains, panic evident in his voice "I'll be fine in the morning, you can—"

"That's not just a fever, Kook." You refute right away, stepping closer to him and placing your hand over his cheeks, trying to see just how warm his temperature is. You don't notice how he jumps at the contact, or the little hitch in his breath. All you notice is his skin burning up.

"Fuck, you call this a fever?" you push his hair away from his face, ignoring the wetness you feel on your palm. "Lemme get you dressed, we should go to the ER—"

"No!" he instantly yells out, seemingly frightened at the mere suggestion. "It will go away! I'll just sleep it off." Jungkook scurries to his bed, never letting go of the pillow and not meeting your eyes but you don't focus too much on that detail. He's underneath the covers in no time, pulling it all the way to his back as he decides to lay on his stomach.

"You're literally gonna melt off, Jungkook." You're getting frustrated, a slight growl in your voice shows it. "Why won't you just listen to me? This is scary!"

"No, why don't you just listen to me,___?" He whines, face inches away from his pillows.

"Because I'm not the one who's body is sat on fire and is refusing help." You walk over to his bed, "Look at me when I'm talking to you, Jungkook. Why are you acting like this?"

"I can't look at you. Please leave."

He's muttering so lowly you almost don't hear a thing. And you didn't really, not clearly. So you ask him again. "What? What did you just say?"

"I can't,___. Please go to your room." He buries his face into his pillows, trying to shut you out.

"I'm not going." you insist, showing just how much you'll stay true to your words by grabbing the sheets, trying to peel them off him but he instantly takes hold of the material. With how warm he is, he shouldn't be sleeping beneath such a heavy blanket. His thought process is driving you nuts. "No! Get up, we're going to the hospital!"

"Stop!" he pleads again, not wanting to let go of the sheets as he desperately grabs onto them. You don't let go either, both hands now pulling at the covers trying to get them off him as your knees dip into the mattress beside him. He turns on his back when he feels them slipping off his body, gaining a better grip when he's facing you. "Please! Stop, please!"

Jungkook's stronger than you, and you have no idea how you even thought you could possibly tear the covers away from his grip. But the end result of your pulling game is the worst case scenario for Jungkook.

By pure accident, he pulls extra hard at the covers while both your hands are holding onto it. Unbeknownst to him, your fully body strength relied on that position. And you did use up all your strength, which wasn't a lot compared to his, finally managing to peel it just a bit off his body. Panicked, he snatched it back to cover his body, not realizing he was snatching your body along with it.

A surprised yelp escapes your lips, the world spinning around you and it doesn't still until you find yourself right on top of Jungkook, straddling his abdomen.

Jungkook groans, or maybe that's what the sound that left his mouth sounded to you. You felt something poking and touching you, but it was so brief your brain just dismissed it. You quickly remove yourself off his lap to land beside him on the bed, quickly yelling out apologies as you watch him loll his head back and forth, eyes closed shut.

"Kook, I'm sorry! Please let's just go to the hospital, I can call Jimin to come with us if you want."

"It hurts so bad," he whimpers, ignoring what you were saying, "I can't get rid of it, fuck."

"I know!" you're quick to agree, thankful that he seems to be finally surrendering to your pleas, "That's why we need to go to the—"

"I'm not going to no fucking hospitals,___!" he cries out, finally looking at you. "This shit is embarrassing! I'll literally never step a foot out this room in my life again!"

You still for a moment. And to say you were confused is an understatement. You examine his state, trying to make sense out of his irrational reaction to being sick. "What's embarrassing about having a fever? That's one of the most common occurring illness in the wo—Woah what the fuck is that Sauroposeidon?!"

"Oh my fucking god." Jungkook mutters, throwing his head back into the pillow, hands coming up to cover his face when he sees where you're looking.

You did not expect this.

You're quick to look away from the obvious protrusion showing beneath the white covers. Everything now finally making sense, somewhat. Not completely. Whatever the situation turned out to be, you strongly believe you're the one who should never leave her room again.

Truthfully, you didn't expect this to be Jungkook's problem. He has a boner, so what? He's an adult, he's a man, of-course he gets boners. You're certain you've seen him sporting some before in the mornings, although he's decent enough to cover them with his baggy clothing.

Do men begin to melt off when they get boners? That can't be scientifically accurate. I can't get rid of it. His earlier cry-out comes to your mind instantly. Has Jungkook been cursed? Maybe those tales about incubuses are true? No—those are males. Jungkook would be cursed by a succubus. Probably. Maybe he'd like incubuses better? Can he choose? How does that magic even work?

"I'm sorry,___. I tried to make you leave before you see...this." he mutters, "I didn't want to weird you out, It's just o-out of my control, I'm s-sorry."

You gulp, cough and clear your throat. Having no goddamn idea what you're supposed to say or do in this situation. Should you just walk out and let him handle his business? Probably. But Jungkook looks like he's dying of embarrassment. And while you are yourself a little embarrassed, you're not weirded out by him. He actually looks to be suffering, and you have no idea why.

"Kook, It's okay." you try to comfort him, "It's my fault, I should've...gotten the memo?" it comes out sounding like a question because there's no way you would've actually figured this out on your own, but you lie to make him feel better anyway.

"Don't try to console me when you're feeling uncomfortable by me. I should've stayed out tonight. It was dumb of me to come home, but I... I thought I can just sleep it off...or something. Fuck— man." He scoffs at himself when he feels like he'd given away too much information, doing his best to avoid your gaze now.

You're quick to shake your head. You're being honest when you deny what he's saying. "I'm not uncomfortable. This happens, Kook. It's natural, you have nothing to be—"

"I know you may not know how this works, but this is not natural." he interjects.

Ha! So it was a curse. Called it.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Jungkook stays silent and you understand this is still embarrassing for him. It is quite the peculiar situation you both found yourself in. However, you were being truthful when you said you're not uncomfortable, and it's probably just because it's Jungkook and that man doesn't carry a single bad bone in his body. And maybe, it's because you love him to death that you can't feel anything beside genuine worry for him.

"It's alright, I genuinely just want to make sure you're okay. I can just leave and we'll talk later if you're not-"

"Jimin," he interrupts you, sucking in a breath before the story spills from his mouth with ease, "He had this bottle of multi-vitamins on his bedside table. Like those gummy ones, you know? I should've asked him before I shoved like... three of them down my throat. But that was the recommended amount on the bottle! How would I have known they were fucking aphrodisiacs? When did they even start making them in gummy form?"

Jungkook had unknowingly ingested a more-than-recommended amount of aphrodisiacs thinking they were hair vitamins.

You press your lips together, trying your best to keep your face straight as you look ahead, away from him. Not blinking. This is not the best time to burst into laughter. Your best friend is in an awful situation, he gobbled down three aphrodisiacs unknowingly. And they were gummies as well. Probably bear-shaped.

"W-were they bear shaped?"

"For fuck's sake,___." He scolds playfully, breaking into laughter himself. "I know you wanna laugh. You can laugh. It's funny."

"I don't wanna laugh." you slowly shake your head, pressing your lips together tighter. "I don't want to."

"Yes, you do."

"No, you're hurt. I don't want to laugh." you almost wheeze as you utter out the sentence, eyes slightly tearing up.

"That's exactly why you wanna laugh."

"That's exactly why I wanna laugh." your body shakes suddenly before you finally break out into laughter, hands coming up to your face to somewhat control yourself. But to no avail.

Jungkook only rolls his eyes, before joining you and giggling a bit. He only realizes that since the past two hours of trying to distract himself, he could only do it now despite his issue being the topic of your conversation, thanks to you.

"W-why would Jimin switch the go-goddamn bottles?" you ask in-between laughter, continuing to lose it when you imagine the dumb-founded look on Jungkook's face when he realized what had happened. You'd give up a kidney just to witness that moment.

"I don't know, he's such a fucking menace. I ain't snooping around his shit ever again."

"Ay, maybe that was the plan all along." you wipe the small tears away from your eyes, face now all red from how hard you were laughing. "Are you sure we still shouldn't go to the hospital?"

"No, Jimin said I don't need to. And I can't really afford the embarrassment, you know? This is embarrassing enough."

You roll your eyes. Embarrassment doesn't matter if he's in pain, especially since he had no idea what he was ingesting. "But it hurts you, doesn't it?"

"It does. But there's nothing I can do about it, really." he sighs, rubbing his tired eyes. "I've tried. My hands never felt so fucking useless before."

"Oh." your mind slowly trails off. To places it probably shouldn't.

Was that why he was sobbing and whimpering earlier? Shit. Now that you really think about it, there may have been some kind of skin-slapping sounds your brain may have deliberately ignored. You've never thought about this in-depth before, but you're only human and right now, the image sits a little too comfortably clear in your head.

It's a bit dangerous considering how easily it elicits a certain reaction from your body it shouldn't. There's a lingering heat you feel between your legs, and you wish you could tame it.

Because yeah, Jungkook may look like a sin right now, all messy and sweaty and incredibly too hot for you to handle, but what your brain keeps proposing in it's state of being mesmerized by Jungkook is nothing short of disastrous. He may be horny as hell right now, but he has an excuse. You don't. That proposal your brain just came up with could only go two ways, and both of them carry a huge risk of making things undeniably awkward between you and Jungkook tomorrow morning.

You turn to face Jungkook only to find him staring right back at you. His lids are a little hooded, iris uncharacteristically dark with an unfamiliar spark in them. You assume it's because of the toll the last two hours might've taken on him and his body. But you've seen Jungkook when he's tired and overworked before, and you would like to think it's only your sick imagination making things up when you feel the bed shifts slightly as he subtly moves closer to you, but the side of his exposed thigh brushing against yours is a clear indication it's really happening.

"What are you thinking about?"

His voice sounds a few octaves lower and he still has that stupid look on his face you can't fully make out yet, but it provokes in ways that worsen your state.

You feel the nimble movements of fingertips ghosting over your knee-cap, then upward to your thigh, then a little bit closer to the inner region of your leg. It almost fixes you in place, makes you lose your ability to speak, but then, it evokes the words out of your mouth rather easily, as if you've gotten the encouragement you were waiting for.

"If you want, I can help you with it." you blurt out, almost mindlessly.

Jungkook's whole being stills, even the beats in his chest for a moment.

"Help me with what?"

Did he even hear you correctly? Is this his imagination getting worked up? This could very much be a side effect of those pills, he might be hallucinating. Are you somehow reading his mind? or is this his mind playing tricks on him.

"Your..." you trail off, your speech stammering when the nature of your proposal finally-- actually settling in and your chest begins thudding. How did you even utter that out loud? You may have just single-handedly ruin your friendship in the worst way pos--

Scratch that.

"My...Sauroposeidon?" Jungkook's question comes with a not-so-subtle caress of his hands in the area between your thighs. You feel like you want to clench your legs shut, the newfound warm between them is slowly becoming a bother.

Slowly, you nod your head and his eyes grow even darker. His touch becomes a bit firmer before his fingers ghost over your covered heat. Jungkook's breathing is now a bit rapid, and his eyes shamelessly fall down to your lips. "A-are you sure?"

"Yes," you affirm, shifting to move onto your knees as he removes his hand. Both his hands come to pull you onto his lap to straddle him, but you gently push them away. "Just let me take care of you, yeah?"

The bedsheets are thrown somewhere on the ground, along with the pillow that was once placed by his side. Jungkook's erection stands more visibly now with the last piece of barrier concealing it from your eyes. He gulps, seeing you eye his strained cock in a scene he can't claim he hadn't seen before. He'd pictured it many times before, but none of it was when he was awake, and a man couldn't possibly control what fuckery his subconscious dreaming mind comes up with.

Your hand massages over the bulge gently and it takes Jungkook just this much to begin withering beneath you. He's hard as a rock. You figured he'd already been edged so many times, being this hard for two hours must've been hell for him. So you decide to be as quick as you can. As your fingers hook over the band of his boxers, you look at him one final time for permission. Jungkook utters a weak, breathy, "Please."

You're still just a bit bashful as you take off his last piece of clothing, eyes gazing to the side and lips caught between your teeth as you completely rid him of his boxers. The item joins the mess on the floor, and you hear a faint smacking sound that you assume is his cock slapping against his abdomen.

Jungkook holds back his groans, seeing you this sheepish is not something he thought would be such a turn-on for him. Actually, this whole situation is something he doubts he'd recover from. The words let me take care of you spoken so softly, so tenderly, as you strip him down will haunt him for a while.

Tentatively, you look back at Jungkook to see his gaze is fixed on you, like he's committing every second of your ministrations to memory. You watch as a hiss leaves his mouth when your hand gently wraps around his length, eyes briefly darting upwards when you find a pace for your movements.

His cock feels so heavy in your hands, his swollen tip is leaking nonstop. You take the opportunity that his gaze is away from you to finally look at it, and fuck-- it looks so pretty, red mushroom head pretty and inviting. Your eyes trace the veins trailing down the base to his trimmed pubes.

"D-do you like it?" Jungkook asks in-between ragged breaths, and only now do you notice his eyes on you again.

That question has no necessity what-so-ever, but it does affect in ways more than one. Fucking Jeon Jungkook, pretty in every inch.

"Yeah," You redirect your attention on picking up the pace, jerking off his shaft a little faster, using the wetness from his tip to soak the rest of his length.

"Just like that," he utters, hands fisting the sheets, "S-spit on it."

You only hesitate for a second before you oblige. Jungkook groans out when your saliva runs down his length, your hands quick to spread it all over. "Good girl."

The words leave his mouth with no prior caution to what they were going to do to you. You simply clench your thighs, finding yourself some relief in the slight friction the action provides you.

"Put it in your mouth."

A moan almost escapes your mouth at his command-- or the way he said it. Jungkook watches carefully as you lower yourself down, he's so eager he's refraining from just thrusting his hips upwards. He can just imagine the warmth of your mouth, how it'll feel around his cock as you finally rid him of his predicament.

He's a whiny mess, relentless as you run your tongue over his cock from the base to the top, never abandoning your jerking motion. You ease him into your mouth once you reach the tip, placing a soft kiss on it that almost makes him squirm. He's so sensitive, there isn't a touch of yours that leaves him unaffected,

"Yes! Just like that," his stomach tenses as he rests on his elbow, watching you softly lick and swirl your tongue over his tip. Your lips wrap around it, sucking just the tip for a moment before you finally take him into your mouth, the warmth of your mouth engulfs his twitching cock.

"Ah! Good fucking girl, yes!" he cries out, desperate but successfully taming his neediness. Only a little, because he automatically finds one of his hands reaching for your head, pushing your hair away from your face and keeping it in his hold. He's not tugging on your hair, nor is he shoving you down his shaft as you bob your head up and down. Despite wanting to. He doesn't want to be greedy. "So fucking good"

It's as if you're reading his mind, truly meaning it when you said you'd take care of him. Because your next move leaves him with his mouth open and his eyes tightly shut, even his grip on your hair accidentally tightens.

His tip hits the back of your throat as you fully take him in your mouth. It's so warm and tight and wet-- and he doesn't ever want you to get off him. Drool coats his cock, Jungkook grinds into your mouth just slightly to feel how good you're chocking on his dick. Still, careful not to hurt you. "G-god stay there," he begs, cock twitching uncontrollably in your mouth as your movements halt.

You hold your position for a few moments, curses flow out of his mouth, his hips continue their subtle movements fucking into your mouth, deep into your tight throat. And before you could fight for air, Jungkook peels you off him. You take a second to catch your breath.

It's not long before his hands move from your hair to cupping your face. Jungkook's lips crash into yours in no time, whatever air you just inhaled abandon your lungs. Jungkook is also breathless, but the fact never lessens the hunger he devours your lips with.

Fuck- your mind is going insane. You might as well be hallucinating because never in a million years did you think this is how the quietest night in your house would go. Your chest is shaking with pure joy. You're kissing Jungkook —No, he kissed you. He's the one who went for it.

Your brain was still trying to comprehend what just happened when he made it go blank again.

"Want you," his fingers reach to wipe the few tears that strolled down your cheeks, "Want you so much."

Your breath hitches in your throat, his soft lips remain ghosting over yours. His eyes drop a little lower till they settle in-between your legs and it instantly causes a throb right there. "What about you let me takeover from here?" He asks, eyes meeting yours again.

"You want to f-fuck me?"

"Badly, actually."

"Wha—"

Before you could express your confusion, Jungkook had already grabbed you by the waist and flipped you on your back, switching positions with you. You yelp in surprise, "Jungkook what are you—"

"Do you want me to stop?"

"N-no? But I want to help you."

"This is gonna help me. Making you feel good is gonna help me."

What in the fuck—

With yet another surprising move, Jungkook is quick to pull down your sleeping shorts along with your panties all the way down your legs before throwing them on the ground. You don't even want to begin to imagine the mess on his bedroom floor.

And you don't have the time to, because Jungkook has position himself right between your legs before leaning down going back to attacking your lips with even more reverence than the last time. Your fingers run through his fluffy locks, letting him set his own pace now.

You moan at the contact of his twitching cock on your cunt. Jungkook begins humping you, with no shame what so ever. You notice how he easily glides between your folds, and you realize just how wet you are.

He does too. His thumb parts your sopping folds easily, teasing your clit. "You're so wet," he whispers against your lips, voice gruffy as he keeps grinding into you, "Did I make you this wet?"

It takes effort to respond to him. Nothing audible comes out of your mouth that is comprehendible, that is until he hears his name.

"Huh? What was that? Who made you this wet?"

"Y-you Jungko-ook!" You gasp, feeling his finger rub over your clit, "Jungkook!"

"That's fucking right."

Jungkook trails sloppy kisses down your neck, his hands move your shirt up exposing your chest and his mouth latches onto your nipple right away. You mewl helplessly, heart skipping beats at the sight of him hungrily sucking on one of your nipples while his large hand fondles the other.

He's looking right at you, sucking and hallowing his cheeks as he alternates between your boobs.

How did he manage for two hours? It's just over ten minutes and you can barely handle it.

"Jungkook, please!"

His mouth lets go of your flesh with a loud pop, "Tell me what you want." You can see the corners of his lips lift slightly, before he's back to sucking on your nipple

"M-make you f-feel good." you whimper, "Please"

"You're such a good girl for me, you know that?" One of his hands squeeze your breast, "You're making me greedy, baby."

Baby. He is going to be the death of you, no doubt about it.

Jungkook moves off of you slightly, hands reaching to the night stand where he opens a drawer and grabs a foil packet. You watch him like you're in a daze as he eagerly rolls the condom onto his shaft.

He teases your folds with his cock, parting them as he moves it up and down, watching you squeal beneath him needily. Your cunt convulses around nothing,

"You sure you want it, baby?" he asks again, getting desperate himself. "We can stop any time."

"I'm sure, kook."

Jungkook eases himself into your hole, the stretch causes you to moan and your fist clenches. His own hand moves to hold yours, fingers intertwining together. Your brain may be hazy with pleasure, but your heart doesn't fail to melt with overwhelming fondness.

He grasps your hip, continuing to push more of himself into you. "Good— feels so fucking good." He hugs your body closer to his, now fully nestled between your walls.

"Y-you're big," you whimper, "I'm so full, Kook."

"Yeah? So full?" he playfully taunts you, withdrawing himself out of you before sliding back in. "Is my Sauroposeidon making you feel good, you nerd?"

You snort out a laugh and he joins. This is definitely going to be one of your inside jokes when the fog clears.

Jungkook inhales your scent, he squeezes your flesh before nuzzling his face into your neck. He mumbles a quiet "so warm" while maintaining a gentle pace grinding into you. He keeps you glued to his body, lifting your leg over his torso as he drives himself deeper in you. His pace is so slow and gentle it makes your nerves go numb.

For someone who was extremely eager earlier, Jungkook seems to be taking his sweet ass time fucking you, if that is what you can call it. He's proceeding with so much caution you're worried it's only you who's getting pleasure out of this.

"Keep clenching around me like that." he grunts into your skin, and you can finally feel his pace pick up. He's still gentle, fucking you in a steady speed. His breathing gets hard. He practically pants into your neck, the hand he has on your hips almost bruising you with how tight its holding you.

Jungkook pushes inside you at a particular angle that hits a particular spot. It elicits a scream out of you, one that's too obscene for your liking. But it's nothing short of heavenly to Jungkook's ears.

He hums with content, placing a few kisses beneath your jaw with a grin on his face. "Found it."

Before you could question what he means, Jungkook completely abandons his pace, switching it with a punishing one instead. He gives you a few hard thrusts, awaiting for you to complain about the sudden shift but that never comes.

"Yes, fuck." You cry out encouragingly, and that's all it takes for him to fuck you properly.

Your bodies rock back and forth on the mattress. Even the bed follows a similar motion with how fast and hard he's going. Jungkook keeps hitting you there, letting go of any self-restraint.

You're certain your skin will be flushed red once he's done with you, the sounds of your contact is probably loud enough for your next door neighbors to hear, but that's the least of your concern right now.

No matter how much you squirm, he has you fixed in place. You notice how the hand he has in yours is now pinning it down. Jungkook has so easily trapped you in every way, shape and form.

"Kook" you mewl, eyes closing shut once you begin to feel the buildup in the pit of your stomach.

Your voice serves as a warning, which does nothing but drive him into fucking himself harder in you. He's about to making you come, he's going to make you feel so good you will be feeling the aftermath of it all for days. And those thoughts make him go feral.

His name seems to be the only word your brain can utter out loud, and it's not long until the wave hits you and you lose all ability to control your movements. Jungkook traps you in his arms, letting your body shake in its crazed state, fucking you through your high with reverence.

You're still trembling when your orgasm subsides, he doesn't seem to be that far behind you. His hips lose their rhythm more than once, and you know he has hit his peak once a loud, guttural moan of your name leaves his lips. Jungkook empties himself into the condom, giving you a few more sloppy thrusts.

Jungkook is spent, and so are you. He lets you catch your breath for a moment as he rids himself of the condom, then letting his body crash beside you.

You don't remember much after that, letting your eyes flutter shut as you succumb to sleep. Jungkook, however, stays up for a little longer. It's not by choice, he has a lot to contemplate.

It's only when your body nuzzles his seeking some warmth that he's brought out of his trance. Jungkook reaches for the blankets thrown on the ground and drapes it over your bodies. He pulls you close again. And only a few moments pass before he feels you embracing him back. Then, Jungkook learns all the answers to his questions.

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#bts #bts fanfction #bts smut #fanfic #jjkhz #jimin smut #bts x reader #jungkook #jungkook smut #bts jungkook #yoongi #min yoongi #yoongi smut #park jimin #pjm fanfic #myg fic

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Why cancelled? 😢

I have no idea how to continue it and to be honest, stories with so much angst are hard for me to write for some reason.

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SO GOOD

In the Dead of Night

banner courtesy of the wonderfully talented @dee-ehn !

Word Count: 14.5k

Pairing: Vampire!Jin x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, friends to lovers, smut, fluff

Warnings: dom!Jin, sub!Reader, non-gory blood and knife injury (it’s there, but mostly humorous and/or with very little specific description), biting (like actual biting), vampire compulsion (nothing concerning consent-wise), marking, hair pulling, grinding, size kink, spanking (hand), fingering, praise, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, aftercare

Rating: 18+

Summary: Courtesy of my roommate, who summarized my story much better than I ever could:

A/N: It’s finally here! I meant for this to be about half the length and be released more than a week or 2 ago, but as you very well know, things don’t exactly go as planned in 2020. Regardless, I enjoyed writing this fic a lot, so please let me know what you think!

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Saturdays at 3 am were supposed to be peaceful.

Well – at your apartment, that is. You couldn’t account for whoever elected to roam the streets of downtown at night.

But what was definitely not supposed to be happening was being awoken from your deep slumber by furious pounding on your front door.

Oh, for fuck’s sake.

When you glanced groggily over at your alarm clock and saw the time, you could have screamed.

Just as you reached for your phone to call the cops on whatever psychopath was probably waking up your entire floor, your screen lit up with a text.

Suckjin [03:19]: plz open ur door

Oh, for fuck’s sake.

Sliding out of bed, you hissed as your bare feet hit the cold hardwood.

This had better be fucking worth it.

Plodding out of your bedroom on tiptoes to avoid as much contact with the floor as possible, you made your way to the front door without even bothering to throw on shorts under your oversized t-shirt.

Whatever. You were sure that brat has seen thighs before.

While the knocks had thankfully quieted for a moment, he started up again just as you reached the door.

Before he could even dare bang his fist against the wood again, you were turning the deadbolt and whipping the door open, readying your fiercest glare for the broad man standing before you.

Right as you opened your mouth to start cussing him out, he sprung towards you, hands pushing you further inside your apartment and shutting the door before you could even blink.

When he turned to face you again, hands on his stomach, you prepared for the verbal onslaught you were about to send his way.

“Just what in the absolute hell do you think you’re-”

When your eyes naturally followed the path of his arms down to his stomach, what you saw there shut you up immediately.

Wide-eyed, you took a step back, eyes never leaving the sight before you. He-

As your breath quickened, a (miraculously clean) hand shot out to cover your mouth gently, though you were sure he was ready to clamp down at a moment’s notice.

“Please don’t scream.”

When you were finally able to break your gaze from his abdomen and look at his face instead, pleading eyes locked with yours, his skin paler than usual.

As frightened as you were, you calmed some when you processed the fact that he seemed to be standing before you just fine, albeit the fact that his eyes appeared somewhat unfocused.

You nodded, reaching a shaky hand up to remove his from your face, shivering at how cold and clammy he felt.

When you could speak again, you spent a few moments collecting your thoughts before you opened your mouth again.

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If it's not you, doll. [JJK]

pairing: Idol!Jungkook x female reader

words: 3,275

genre : established relationship, fluff, smut, slight angst, a tiny tiny bit of smau.

Age rank: 18+

summary: Being in an open relationship with Jungkook can make you insecure, getting hate comments daily. But one day it gets that bad you betray his trust, and he makes it all up for you.

warnings: jungkook so in love it's cute. cheating scare. mentions of stalker fans. engagement. aftercare. crying. jungkook is one annoying brat. fingering. oral[m receiving]. unprotected. marking. pussy slapping. cream pie. thigh slapping. dirty talk. ruined orgasm. jungkook pretty rough sometimes. teasing. some praising. cuddles and so so many kisses.

MASTERLIST.

Having an idol fiance was not easy, it was tiring even. But in the end it was worth it all for him. You both have been together for four years now, engaged since this year and you have never been happier. Even though the relationship had some ups and downs, you're grateful it went as it is. A year into the relationship, you both did a good job hiding the relationship until some paparazzi had to ruin a date and next thing you knew, dating news.

Jungkook stayed with you for days, not leaving your apartment while both of your phones went crazy. You were so scared that he will leave you and that you ruined a poor man's life, crying and shaking. But your boyfriend just clinged onto you while whispering softly "baby, everything will be fine, hm?". Everything did get better. It didn't take long before BigHit announced that Jungkook indeed was in a relationship and that the idol hoped that the fans will be happy for him.

There were mixed opinions, of course. It didn't take long before stalkers had found your address and phone number so Jungkook took you to live with him, moving out from his band dormitory for you. The new home was very secured and even the windows were tinted so no one could see or take pictures of the celebrity. Other fans though decided to do what Jungkook asked them to and tried to take you into the family, it didn't take long before you had fanpages and people called you the 8th member of bts. That all was kind of new to you but you tried to accept it and go with the flow until Jungkook seated you down and basically begged you to drop your current job because it was too dangerous. You weren't fine with it at the start, but when you thought of it more, he was right. So you dropped your work and stayed home for some time.

It didn't take long until you got interest in writing and started to write some books out of boredom. You also got requests for modelling which you said yes to. Your boyfriend at that time didn't mind as long as you were safe. You both were happy and so in love that it seemed to good to be true, so Jungkook seated you down under the pretty moon and stars before he gazed you, eyes soft and full of adoration as he got on one knee and soon you were a crying mess in his arms while repeating "yes" from your lips.

Articles floating around with the engagement rumours as army saw a diamond ring on your finger. You weren't sure if you could be open about it since BigHit and your soon to be husband were both quiet about it so you just shook it away for a bit, until your heart dropped.

"BTS, Jeon Jungkook spotted with another female idol" Your eyes went through the title again as you scrolled down reading some comments.

"Finally Jungkook got someone who is actually worth him"

"I knew he was a player but weren't he and his girlfriend engaged or something?"

"poor y/n"

You bit your bottom lip maybe too harshly, quickly scrolling back up to the picture. Jungkook grabbing onto some girls shoulders while mouth open but that pretty much was it. You groan as you place your phone away, onto the bed table. Sometimes you were a bit insecure, being a boring normal person dating an perfect idol to ever exist, really can do something to a person. You just stare down on your lap, looking at the beautiful ring your love gave you weeks ago.

You sigh and move your head up, gaze falling on the window as you watch the dark but busy city. It didn't take long before you felt warm tears on your cheeks, now sobbing onto your pillow while your ears ringed. Jungkook won't be home today since he was in Hong-Kong for a awards ceremony so you continued to cry your heart out onto the bed, pouring all your insecurities into it. Probably about half a hour later, you were still crying but not that hard as before, soft hiccups leaving from your throat. As you were about wipe your tears again, your hand froze, hearing the door opening beeping sounds. You quickly turn around, looking for your phone for the clock as you curse under your breath, shit.

It was already two am, which means you have definitely cried for more than just 30 minutes. as you were about to quickly wipe your teary cheek, a soft voice stopped your tracks. "Y/N? Baby, why are you still up?" You quickly turn your head, eyes widening softly at the sight of your fiance. He still had his makeup on and hair done from the ceremony, hair a bit messy from the sides. White big shirt hanging on his torso while wearing some plain comfy black pants. You shake your head quickly from the 'daydream' as you wipe your face clean, hoping that he didn't notice since the light wasn't the best due to the moon. Your heart drops quickly when you see his already confused and a bit worried stare turn into a plain worry and panicked one. He quickly walks over to you and sits beside you on the bed, taking your hands.

You move your eyes away from the male, as you try to hold your tears back, bottom lip slightly shivering. "Baby, what happened? Are you okay?" And that question is enough to make you into a sobbing mess again, trying to move away from him as you don't want him to see you like that because of dumb insecurities. That doesn't go as planned as he quickly takes your waist and hugs you, pressing soft kisses on your cheeks and on your temple. You relax to his touch as you cling onto him tightly, hiding your face onto his neck.

He gently starts to stroke your back, quietly singing a song onto your ear that he wrote for you a while ago, which you loved. Your sobs turn into quiet hiccups as he moves you away from his neck, taking your chin as he moves it up to make you meet his gaze. His eyes soften, as he moves his hand slowly to your cheek, caressing it with his thumb. "i hate seeing you like this" he says quietly but calm as he slides his other hand to your other cheek, now cupping your face softly.

"Princess, please tell me what's wrong" his eyes never leaving yours as you sigh, biting your bottom lip before saying "are… are you with someone else?". You whisper the last part as you try to move your gaze away from his, before you could, he pulls you closer and cups your face harder than before. His eyebrows jump up from confusion as he tilts his head "What do you mean?". You then hesitantly grab your phone as you give it to him, his hands leaving your cheeks as he takes the device from your soft hands. He then dials the code as his eyes are met with the bright light of the screen.

His eyes widen a bit as he moves his eyes from the title to the picture, a soft smirk appearing on his lips. "Damn they are fast" He says as he places your phone back to where it was, quickly taking your waist to pull you closer. You furrow your eyebrows as you just stare at him, mouth dry. He then looks at you as he leans closer to you, the playful smirk never leaving his lips. "That girl asked me out" he just says as your mouth opens slightly, ready to say something. "But i rejected her, and she was being a bitch about it so i told her that i have a beautiful fiancee home and kind of moved her away with her shoulders". You just blink your eyes repeatedly as you close your mouth before opening again "moved?" "pushed…" Jungkook looks away like a little boy as you chuckle.

You've had a talk about not fighting and pushing anyone for so many times in the past years so you just shook it off since there won't be a use for that again. You roll your eyes as you pout a bit. You, here, cried for hours like a baby for nothing. You should have known that he would never do something like that, you knew it but the insecurities got the best of you. As you were lost in your thought, you gasp as you feel a warm hand on your bare thigh, remembering that you only had wore his shirt and some panties since you were too lazy to put on some "fancy" pj's.

"Did you really thought i would cheat on you?" He asks you, voice suddenly a bit husky as you keep your eyes away from him, nervousness filling your veins. Your throat makes a quiet whimper as he grabs your neck, pulling your face towards his. Your eyes widen as your heart starts to pound, his lips inches away from yours as he has that dumb little smirk on his lips again. His veiny hand moves up your thigh, as your mouth opens slightly. "I would never think of another woman, touch another woman and glance at another woman if it's not you, doll" You breath now heavy as your eyes never leave his dark ones, lust all over them.

You gasp when he suddenly pushes you into the mattress, quickly hovering over you as he pins your hands on the bed with one hand. He then moves his other hand from your neck to your chest, to your stomach and to your dripping warmness, cupping your pussy. A low laugh leaves his lips as he moves his hand slightly, making you close your legs. "already this wet when I haven't even done anything?" Warmness moves to your cheeks as you try to hide your face, which is no use as he quickly brushes his nose against yours, his eyes on your lips. You lick your lips as you groan from frustration, trying to connect your lips with his as he moves his face away, making a tsk tsk tsk sound with his tongue.

"hm, doll, I don't think you deserve my kiss just yet, after you betrayed my trust like that" he says lowly as he chuckles after, rubbing your clothed cunt.

"Jungkook- it's not like that" You moan out as you close your eyes. He then slaps your inner thigh, his grip on your hands tightening. "Keep your eyes on me doll, you want to make me more pissed don't you?" You quickly open your eyes as you nod at him, biting your bottom lip. He just smiles slightly as he moves your underwear on the side and rubs his index finger up and down your folds. A moan slips from your lips as you try your hardest to keep still, holding his gaze. He then slides his middle finger in as he circles on your clit painfully slowly. "Jungkook, please.." You whine out as you hold yourself back from not closing your eyes. "Please what?" He tilts his head as he moves a third finger in, his speed increasing. You just moan as you squeeze you eyes quickly gasping when you feel him slapping your cunt. "words doll." he says slowly as he suddenly slides two fingers in your hole, a loud cry leaving your mouth.

"please fuck me, I'm all yours" he groans at that as he quickly presses his lips on yours, his hand starting to move faster into you as you moan loudly against his lips. He then slides his wet tongue in, you suck on it as you start to grind against his fingers, soft moans leaving your mouth. He pulls away from the kiss as he pecks your lips before moving his head to your neck, placing wet kisses on it. "Fuck" You groan out as you feel yourself getting closer, your lips leaving a whimper as he sucks on your neck. "Jungkook I'm-" Before you could finish, an annoyed groan leaves your lips as the male pulls his finger out of your hole, a playful smile on his face. You pout at the male as he only chuckles, connecting your lips with his for a quick kiss.

He then pulls away as he unbuttons his shirt, straddling you while keeping his gaze on you. You suck in a breath as your eyes move from his eyes to his abs, he chuckles as he quickly pecks your cheek, pulling your shirt off. His eyes widen a bit as he bites his lip, his gaze meeting with your boobs as he quickly leans towards them and kisses around your nipples. You whine out as you move your hand to his hair, looking down at him as he focuses on your chest. He then slides his other hand to play with your nipples, pinching them while sucking on them. Your breathing heavy as you moan, his hand sliding to your panties, pulling them off. He then places kisses on your stomach as you caress his cheek "Baby?". He hums at you as he keeps placing kisses on your stomach. "Wanna suck your cock."

He stops at that as he looks at you, squeezing your thigh before rolling beside you on the bed. You quickly kiss his temple as you pull his pants down, quickly meeting with a pre cum dripping massive cock as you move between his legs. He keeps his lust heavy eyes on you as you lean down on him, pressing a kitty lip on the tip. He groans quietly as you rub his tip, looking at him with a soft smirk. "You look so pretty like that" You say before moving down again, wrapping your lips around his pink tip. He groans at that as he slides his hand to your hair, playing with it softly. "Fuck y/n" he groans while throwing his head back, you sliding the whole member into your mouth. You then start to move your head faster, glancing up at him through your lashes.

Shit, the whole sight is enough to make you cum yourself. His head moved up, as his gaze was on you, his eyes sharp while he licked his lips. At that you start to move your head at a faster pace, rolling your tongue on his cock. He suddenly grabs your hair as he groans, starting to thrust into your mouth. You moan around his member as tears start to form in your eyes, looking up at him. "I wish i could fuck your little throat everyday like that" he groans out as his grip on your hair gets stronger. Tears are going down your face but you don't stop, loving this too much. You hear a loud groan as his thrusts get weak, closing his eyes while mouth open. "doll, can i cum in your mouth?" you just nod against his dick as he moans loudly, feeling the salty liquid in your throat.

At that, he lets go of your hair slowly as you fall beside him, some cum still on your lips as you breathe heavily. He turns towards you as he hums deeply, moving on top of you. His eyes soften a bit as he caresses your cheeks, his gaze moving to your lips. He then presses them against yours as he slides his hand to your neck, squeezing it softly. You moan into the kiss as you move your hands to his hair. "You have been such a good girl, baby" he whispers against your lips, as he moves his hand to your breasts, squeezing them. You moan as he chuckles again, moving his face to your neck. He licks on it as you bite your lip, closing your eyes. "But i think i still have to fuck you, thinking i would cheat on you gorgeous" he scoffs quietly as he grabs his cock, bumping it a few times as he rubs it against your clit. You whine as you grab his shoulders, him quickly stopping you as he pins your arms back on the bed. He leans closer to your face as he scans it, pressing his cock harder against your cunt.

You groan as he only smirks at you, slapping your pussy with his member as you moan loudly. "Jungkook please…" You whine out while looking up at him. He then suddenly slides his cock in, a loud moan leaving your lips as he groans. "So fucking tight" he breathes out as he starts to move his hips slowly, keeping his eyes on yours. You pout softly as you groan "Faster, please". At that Jungkook starts to move slower which makes you whine, he chuckles as he presses a kiss on your nose before he starts to move his hips faster.

You're a moaning mess, mouth slightly open as you keep your eyes on the man. He curses as he kisses you hungrily, the kiss being full of lust and love. He slides his hand to your thigh, stroking it as he squeezes it. He breaks the kiss to look at you, pressing kisses all over your face "so gorgeous…" he whispers between the kisses as you hum. Feeling like you're floating from the pleasure as stars form in front of your eyes, his thrusts getting deeper. You moan out his name as you throw your head back, closing your eyes. Jungkook breathes heavily as he sucks on your neck and collarbone, leaving marks all over you. "Can i come inside, love?" He asks softly against your neck as you nod quickly, groaning. He then whimpers as he slides his hand to your chin, moving your face towards his. You look into his eyes as you forget everything around you both, his other hand leaving your arms as you pull him closer. Kissing his lips sloppily as he cups your face, groaning as you cum around his cock.

His thrusts get weak as he moans against your lips, filling your hole up. He does some last slow thrusts before carefully pulling his member out, pressing a soft kiss on your cheek as he quickly walks into the bathroom. Your chest moving up and down while you look up at the ceiling, smiling tiredly. Jungkook quickly comes back into the room with a towel as he climbs on the bed, cleaning you up he pecks your lips with a soft giggle. You keep your gaze at him as you chuckle at him, opening your arms so he could come back. He smiles as he throws the towel somewhere into the room as he slides into your hug. Pulling the sheets up while holding you close. He then pulls you against him as you rest your head against his chest, listening to his fast heartbeat as you smile to yourself.

"Did i tease you too much?" he asks quietly while stroking your bare back, hiding his face into your hair. "Maybe a little" you hum out as you snuggle closer to him, giggling softly. He smiles against your hair as he presses a kiss on your head, hugging you tightly. "I love you Jungkook" You say before pressing a few kisses on his chest and neck, breathing in his scent. "I love you too, y/n".

The first thing you saw in the morning, was BigHit's statement notification about the engagement.

i hope you all enjoyed, please let me know your opinions :)

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Hello, i hope everyone is doing great :).

I'm sorry for those sudden news but Flawless [Jungkook series] will be cancelled from now on. I have no idea how to continue it and to be honest, stories with so much angst are hard for me to write for some reason. But don't worry guys, i will make new series, one-shots, smuts, mini-series and more stuff soon!

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THIS IS A MASTERPIECE OMG

sweetest apparition │ jjk one shot (?)

pairings: nerd!jungkook x popular!female reader

genre: angst with a bit of fluff and a bittersweet ending (and the softest smut you’ve ever read)

synopsis: he admired you from a distance. everyone did. you're serene, words dance like ballerinas of your tongue, stars aligning when you laugh, the wind was made to sway with your hair, you were just too good for the world, and you would never know his name.

warnings: !! graphic deceptions of domestic abuse!! , jungkook is a little too in love, oc is kinda obsessed too, mentions of alcohol and drug abuse

wc: 12k oops

a/n: if you're triggered by domestic abuse pls don't read, i will write other stories without a single mention of it soon, im sorry i love you :( this story is just everything i wanted to write for so long and i hope you don't think its cliche lol

++ started writing this in 2021 and it took me so long to finish

masterlist │ my cc

14 days

A loud smack echoed in the dark living room, the smell of alcohol making him sick to his stomach, cheek red from the impact. He carefully held his palm up against his cheek as he prayed to god for someone to save him from this awful household, and his father's clutch.

Jungkook wasn't a crier, he had grown accustomed to the lack of parental love, yet it still stung a little when he heard his father curse at him, questioning why he even had kids. Dragging his feet down the wood-covered halls, Jungkook scrunched his nose in disgust as he saw mold growing on the walls, and he had no idea what to do with it.

His feet took him all the way to his room, dimly lit up with a little nightlight he had bought at the town's annual festival, and next to it was a birthday card from a few years back, which you had given him. He wasn't a stalker, it was just the only birthday card he had gotten from anyone. You were both 11 back then, and Jungkook had invited the whole grade to a party at his grandma's house.

No one showed up the first 20 minutes, and Jungkook cried in his grandma's arms until the doorbell rang, and a sniffling Jungkook opened the door to see you, smiling brightly, stretching out your birthday card with two ten thousand won bills paper-clipped inside.

Jungkook appreciated how you didn't pity him that day, how you didn't even ask about the other guests' absence. You just devoured the chocolate cake together, both laughing at each other and your glaze-stained faces. You never spoke to Jungkook afterward, yet you still left the biggest mark in his heart, and he would never, ever in his life forget you, and how you lit up a broken little boy's heart forever.

Tears prickling in his eyes, blinking them away, gone as fast as they came. He went to sleep early that night, knowing he would see you tomorrow, possibly the only thing keeping him from completely giving up. You were his everything, the light of his life, shimmer in his eyes, despite you not remembering his name. He didn't care, he would just continue fantasizing till it swallows him whole.

13 days

The front strands of your ponytail fell down in your face as you laughed joyously, bubbles brewing in his stomach as he tightened his grip on the book he was reading, The Lover by Marguerite Duras, a disturbing book, which he wasn't focusing on at all.

You were laying down in the grass, frilly pink skirt and a white top, summer breeze warm and comforting, as you giggled with two of your many friends, Jihan and Sooyoung.

The two last weeks of school before the summer break was your favorite, your report cards had been handed out and the school didn't require you to wear uniforms either, so you could wear all the pretty clothes you had bought, preparing for the hot weather.

A guy approached you, which Jungkook recognized as Kim Taehyung, your best friend, with who you were very comfortable, a bit too much for Jungkook's liking.

His whole stomach twisted into a harsh knot when he threw his arms playfully around her neck, quite literally, because he could feel his breakfast come up his throat as he gripped onto the bench, hurling onto the grass. In some ways, he knew it was coming. He had felt the weird feeling in his stomach since he woke up.

"Oh god... Look at Jungkook!" Jihan chuckled, a vicious tone in her laugh. A frown formed on your face, feeling bad for him, so you loosened yourself from Taehyung as you reached for your purse to approach him.

"Jihan." You gave her a cold stare, and she looked away awkwardly, "I'll be back soon." Already rushing over to the boy who was about to wipe his mouth with his hand.

"You shouldn't-!" You exclaim, and he freezes. He's still hanging, face facing the grass, huddled over the bench, saliva dripping from his mouth, probably an attempt to get rid of the gruesome taste.

Jungkook slowly turned his head to face you, and his whole body froze when he met your sympathetic gaze. Digging through your purse you found makeup wipes, holding one out for him to grab. He didn't take it, so you leaned forward to wipe his mouth yourself. "Yuck, this must've been horrible. Are you okay?" You smiled as the tissue met the corner of his mouth, with no trace of disgust on your face.

He didn't try to pull back either, he was so mesmerized by your face up close, he genuinely thought his fantasies had finally swallowed him whole.

Jungkook had an unreadable expression on his face, he was pale like milk, and you felt worried and contemplated calling for a teacher, but you realized they could probably not do any more than you could, considering you were outside of campus, in the park on the other side of town for another foolish class outing.

Placing the used wipe on the bench next to him, he winced and moved a little away from it, and you just felt relieved that he wasn't completely dead. You grabbed a water bottle from your purse, holding it for him so he could drink. It was a hot summer day, the scorching heat had probably gotten to him, lips dry like sandpaper.

He took a few sips, hesitating for a while until he kept drinking. "You must've been so lightheaded, you have to take care of yourself." He only nodded in response. You threw the wipes away and buttered up your hands in hand sanitizer and hand cream before getting comfortable on the bench next to Jungkook.

"Sorry if you don't want me next to you, but I don't think you should be alone like this. You have anyone who can pick you up?" He pondered on your question, only for a short while, until he realized, he had absolutely no one.

"No." He spoke dryly, voice weak and vulnerable. It made you want to protect him, but all you did was sit back in silence, placing your hand on Jungkook's knee, and he grimaced in pain, letting out a small whine.

"Shit, I´m so sorry!" You pulled your hand away, smiling apologetically. Your friends looked at you, questioning looks on their faces as to why you were sitting next to someone like Jungkook.

You brushed them off, and Jungkook crossed his arms protectively, and you felt a pang of guilt. He had only uttered a single word to you, as simple as "No."

When he lifted his arms up, you took it as an opportunity to let your eyes wander, noticing how frail the boy was, how his skin was light as day, and his bicep covered in a purple bruise on his arm, you couldn't help but think he had been sick for a while.

"Let's move out of the sun." You smiled, standing up and taking his hand, and he slowly got up, and you offered a second hand to help him get stable.

His legs were wobbly, the emotions were too much for him. He was holding your hand, you were caring for him, just like you did many years back. You hadn't changed, you were still an angel and not a product of his imagination.

The tears that had been welling up in his eyes last night finally came to the surface, endlessly rolling down his cheeks. You could nearly feel the sting as you heard his quiet sobbing and saw his cheeks turn splotchy red.

He looked embarrassed, mortified actually. You quickly placed his arm over your shoulder, as you started walking away from the open areas of the park. The bus station was close by, so you walked away from the park and your teachers, and none of you seemed to care.

A bus you took quite often luckily passed by, and you waved for it to stop, and of course, the bus driver stopped for you, a sight to behold, and you halted onto the bus with a sniffling Jungkook.

You both looked at each other, eyes widening when you realized that you had skipped school. Chuckling together, your heart warmed up, finally, he was smiling.

You wiped his tear with his thumb as you swore you would protect him from all danger. You both went separate ways that evening after you paid for some cheap mediocre sandwiches at the gas station, not talking much.

12 days left

The next time you see Jungkook, it's no different from the first, he's in yet another pitiful situation, nervously picking up all the books he had just dropped on the ground when crashing into Moonbin, another sleaze who has tried it with you.

"Watch your step dweeb," Moonbin growled, placing a foot on Jungkook's shoulder, pushing him down so his head hits the gravel.

Poor Jungkook groaned in agony, throbbing pain as he rushed to pick up the rest of his books, muttering sorry over and over again.

"Moonbin, what the fuck is your problem?" You stepped in, his saving angel. God had sent you to aid him, he was sure of it. "What has he ever done to you?" You spat, standing between the two boys.

Moonbin was a good 6'3, his height a little intimidating, yet you didn't budge. "Y/N-ah, seriously, stay out of it." His expression softened at the sight of you, and it only made you even angrier, stepping with full force on his foot, making him yell in agony, the little heel crushing his toes.

"Jungkook is my friend, and you don't mess with my friends." You smiled proudly, shooing Moonbin and his bruised ego away before you sat down on the ground with Jungkook, who looked at you like you possessed the world's greatest treasures.

You knew his name. You, Y/N Y/L/N, knew his name. He could squeal in happiness any second, luckily his throbbing headache kept him grounded, adoration glazing his pretty eyes. He had a little bruise on his forehead from the gravel, luckily no blood, and you didn't dare touch it, afraid Jungkook would cry out in pain again like he did two days ago.

You followed him to the bathroom, offering to hold his stuff for him, even his phone, case decorated in Undertale and Zelda stickers, and you laughed to yourself as you traced the stickers with your fingers. Out of a sudden, the buzzes from his phone wouldn't stop, and you flipped his phone around to see series of messages on his lock screen.

Dad 04:37pm

Where are you

You idior come home or i'l, throw your shit ouvt

Ungsteful brat no wonder your mom left tou

Heart dropping to the floor, you dismissed the messages and pretended you had never even seen them, scared Jungkook would close up again as he had finally started talking to you.

When he exited the bathroom, you pretended you hadn't seen anything, yet the lump in your stomach just grew bigger every time you looked at him. You started noticing, how his eyes were puffy, bags under his eyes, one cheek redder than the other, how skinny Jungkook was, and it made you shiver.

"A-are you.. alright?" He asked softly, and you only nodded, pressing your books up against your chest, trying to suppress whatever emotions you so desperately wanted to show.

He followed you home that evening, and you nearly cried out for him not to leave, not to go home to his dad who's texts had scared the living daylights out of you, so you reached for his hand.

"Stay for a while?" You pleaded, smiling, and he could see a little hurt in your eyes. He wanted to, so badly. Then he realized that he had a father at home, so he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, my dad wants me home." And you could hear the fear in his voice as he got ready to leave. His lips reduced into a thin line as you pouted.

"Give me your number at least." You smiled, despite being afraid, and he obliged, typing his number in on your phone, being extremely cautious because of the price of your new iPhone 12, while he was stuck with the iPhone 5.

He turned on his heel, and you couldn't stop him. He slipped out of your hands, your grip. You gulped, watching him walk till he was out of sight. You tossed and turned the whole night, which you never did, you always fell asleep in minutes. You were worried, a few dry cries probably left your mouth.

11 days left

He was present in class the next morning, a feeling of relief as you saw him with his nose down in another book, yet he looked even more defeated than yesterday. He ignored your smiles, he just looked at you with a dead expression and pushed his glasses up his nose, throwing his hoodie over his head, looking back down into his books.

Class ended, and you gracefully walked over to Jungkook's desk, because it seemed like he had no intention of getting up. "I made extra lunch this morning so we could share. You never eat during break so-"

"Y/N, leave." He pointed at the door, all the other students leaving, signaling for you to leave with them, you refused, and pulled out a chair to sit in front of him.

"You're all skin and bones, Jungkook. Let's enjoy this meal together, I can be silent if you want." You shrugged, grabbing two bento boxes from your backpack.

"Why do you care? Don't you have friends you should be spending time with?" Jungkook spat, not even willing to look you in the eyes.

You just kept smiling, opening the boxes carefully and handing him a pair of chopsticks, "You're my friend too, Kook-ah," and he accepted, a small grin appearing on his face.

He loves you, he absolutely loves you. He doesn't even mind that you feel nothing for him, you are so, so perfect. Jungkook could stare at you all day, letting your beauty sink in time and time again. He wants to hold you because you're so close to him, but he knows that you're two worlds apart, no matter the distance between you two.

You could hold him so tight he'd turn blue and you'd still be so god damn far away, you were so out of his league, as cliche as it sounds, it's completely true.

Eating together in silence as you promised. Jungkook was completely engulfed in your sweet, silent beauty, how you resembled a wave that hits the shore with such ease, splashing everywhere, landing as simple drops of water, which couldn't hurt anyone.

You weren't loud and outrageous, you enjoy moments of silence, you love everything enclosed, safe and sound company, exactly like Jungkook.

"You wanna come to my house today?" You break the comfortable silence.

"I can't." He replies, sounding awfully sad.

You could ask why, but you chose not to. You didn't want to pick scabs off wounds you couldn't see, so you waited till he told you yourself. Hoping he would.

"Okay. You have my number though, can we text tonight?" You smile, knowing it's weird to ask someone to text you, but Jungkook was weird too, so it didn't matter.

He nodded and continued reading a book you knew nothing about. You appreciate a good book, classics like Catcher in the Rye, and How to kill a mocking bird, but it seemed like Jungkook had taken the next step into the world of literature.

He made you happy, his company felt good. Nothing could hurt you now, yet everything could hurt Jungkook, and you swore you felt nauseous just thinking about it. You knew what was happening in his home, but you needed him to tell you, trust you, before you could help him. Give him what he deserves, he just needs to hang in there for a little while longer.

"Can't we skip school tomorrow, we can do something then? It won't affect our report cards!" You shake him excitedly, yet carefully, like he's fragile

"They'll call home, my parents are already mad at me for a bad grade I got last week." Jungkook sighs, closing the book he was reading. He lets out a weak, quiet yawn.

You think he's pretty like this, eyes puffy and lips pouted, hair messy, glasses resting on his nose. Jungkook has the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen, and you swore to god you could drown in them.

10 days left

See tags for warnings.

He dragged his feet down the pavement of a busy street, trapping onto his heavy backpack. It was a long walk since he had missed the bus home from school. He was tired today, even worse than yesterday. The summer sun was frying him alive, forehead covered in drops of sweat, hair sticking to his forehead.

Wearing a sweater and jeans was probably not the most comfortable choice, but sure as hell the most secure one. He hated his legs, and his arms covered in purple and blue bruises, and how he wasn't fit at all, in fact, he had never entered a gym before.

Sometimes, he'd take the long way home. He tried to convince himself that it was for health reasons, that he needed the extra steps because all he did was stay in his room. Jungkook knew it was untrue. The only reason he took the long way home is because of his father and his unpredictable mood swings. Sometimes, he'd be in a good mood. He might even offer Jungkook the remote and the best spot in the sofa after a long school day.

Today, he was just so exhausted he even took a shortcut. He just needed a nap and something to eat. Opening the front door, he carefully stepped inside. His dad was on the back porch, smoking a cigarette and listening to the radio. Jungkook couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. When he went to get something to eat, the fridge was nearly empty. Just some cheese and a few jars of jam. Maybe he could find some crackers to eat it with.

Looking closer at the cheese, it was expired. There were no crackers in the cupboard either. He had to approach his dad and see what mood he was in. Slowly sliding the glass door open, he called out with his softest voice:

"Dad?" His voice quivered.

His father turned around abruptly, seeing his son in the doorway. "What do you want now? I can't drive you to school if that's what you're gonna ask me. If you missed the bus you can walk." Jungkook heard his voice getting more irritable towards the end of the sentence.

He had to be so so careful.

"Uh, no... I just got home from school." He stopped to think for a while and his dad raised his eyebrows. "There's no food in the fridge. I was just gonna remind you that you need to go to the grocery store."

Jungkook´s father stood up, pushing his chair back.

"Who are you to tell me what I need to do?" He came closer and Jungkook braced himself. "You're just like your useless mother. Can't do anything on your own." He hadn't raised his voice yet.

"Sorry... M´sorry..." Jungkook muttered underneath his breath. At some point in his life he stopped defending his mom. It was somewhat true. She was useless, at least to him. She had ran away from her husband, Jungkook´s father, and started a new family with a nice husband. She deserved all of that at the time and promised to come back for Jungkook once everything was settled a few weeks later.

She never came.

"I can't believe I messed my life up so bad. Look at your mother running away from her own son, to think that I married her! Even worse, look at the son that I raised. Such a weak and sad boy. I can't even call you a man." He was yelling and Jungkook knew he was only seconds away from hurting him again.

Jungkook couldn´t even bother replying before his head hit the porch floor. He was still conscious and his dad pulled him up by the collar for another round.

When he was done, Jungkook limped his way into his bedroom and his dad sunk back into his chair and turned up the music even louder. He sat down in his bed and slowly took his hood off, wincing from the pain. His mind drifted elsewhere and landed on the thought of you. How your kindness and care could have calmed him down in seconds.

He picked up his phone and looked at the text from you from last night.

Y/N 9:17 pm - Yesterday

Hi Jungkook, how are you? ❤️ I can see that you're reading these :( Read 9:19

Jungkook 5:45 pm

Sorry. Hi. To be honest I could be better. How about you?

Y/N 5:49 pm

Happy you replied and sad to hear that you're not doing well. I really want you to come to my house tomorrow 🙏 I even told my parents that I made a new friend who's not related to my current friend circle and they couldn't be happier!! Pretty pretty pleaseee

Jungkook hesitated for a while. Considering his dad couldn't even grasp that it was 4 pm when he came home and not 7 in the morning makes him believe that he won't notice his absence for a few hours tomorrow. And even if he did, it would be worth it.

Jungkook 5:57 pm

Fineee

Y/N 5:58 pm

Yayy I can't wait!!

For the first time in a while, Jungkook wasn't dreading waking up in the morning.

9 days left

Jungkook 1:22 pm

Should we meet a slight distance away from school or should I just go directly to your house?

Y/N 1:25 pm

What are u saying? Meet me by the main entrance and we'll walk together!!

And so he did. You walked out the main entrance with your entire friend group and you smiled brightly as your eyes met with his. He was caught off guard by your lack of shame. "See you guys tomorrow!" You smiled brightly, and all your friends stared back with a confused look as you skipped towards Jungkook.

"What are you doing?" Jihan exclaimed. You turned around to her and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "I´m gonna hang out with my friend!" All of your friends looked at you funny and you pushed Jungkook along.

"Sorry they're being such idiots to you. I try to make them stop but I think they have some deep rooted insecurities." You chuckled after a while of silence.

"It´s fine." Jungkook forced a smile and looked you in the eyes.

"No, it's really not fine and you need to stop saying that." You came to a halt and he turned to you. He didn't say anything and you couldn't read his facial expressions.

He knew he was dead silent and you probably thought it was weird. Only right now was he taking in how beautiful this side of town was. Large mansion style houses with three cars parked outside each house, modern communal parks and clean streets. You fit in so perfectly here.

If he closed his eyes real tight and concentrated very hard he could imagine himself as a family man in one of these stunning houses. Maybe he could own a Benz that he could take his kids to school in. They would never take the bus and they'd always come home to open arms and a homemade meal on the table.

Warm and lighthearted conversations at the dining table with his wife and children, everything his mom and dad couldn't give him. A pat on the back if they fail a test and not a slap in the face. That's what he wanted to give his children.

Jungkook was lost in thought and so were you. You were stood there thinking about how stunningly pretty Jungkook was. When you were close to him it was almost heartbreaking how it hasn't been appreciated more. How his face belonged on a canvas. That's what you thought of him. You aren't the type to stay silent when you really mean something. For some reason the words just don't come out the right way when you're with him.

"Are your parents home?" He questioned as you kept walking.

"My mom probably. My dad will be home for dinner."

The rest of the evening goes smoothly. Your mom loves Jungkook and constantly gushes about how well mannered he is. Your dad appreciates that he only speaks when he is spoken to and that he has realistic ambitions. You spend most of your time in the upstairs living room playing a stupid board game and watching a dumb sitcom.

It's quiet most of the time but the both of you can feel that you enjoy each others company. Just simply co-existing and not being alone feels nice for the both of you.

As Jungkook is putting his shoes on to leave, your mom walks in. "Jungkook-ah, why don't you come over for dinner tomorrow as well? You're such a pleasure to have as a guest." She proposes, and he nods.

"If Y/N wants to spend time with me two days in a row." He chuckles slightly.

"You know I do."

He smiles, you exchanged goodbyes and he shuts the door behind him. Both you and your mom stay silent for a while before she breaks the silence.

"I hope this boy isn't a pity project to you, honey. You can obviously see that he's struggling and you can't just leave him behind when you're bored of him. He needs you more than you need him." She places her cold hand on your shoulder as she leaves you standing in the hallway.

You're not so sure that he really needs you more than you need him, because you so desperately need a friend.

8 days left

"Jungkookie, can I tell you a secret?" You're situated on your queen bed with floral sheets, both sitting with your legs crossed like 5th grade girls. Jungkook looked up and raised an eyebrow curiously at you as he nodded slowly.

"I was hanging with the wrong crowd a while ago. Not that I'm hanging out with the right crowd now, but you get the expression." You chewed your bottom lip nervously before you continue. "You know when I left school for a month to go to the Caribbeans?"

He lifted his eyebrows and widened his eyes in a "Yes... And?" type of way.

"I wasn´t in the Caribbeans. I was in rehab. An old friend of mine overdosed and I had to get drug tested. I tested positive on coke and my parents shipped me straight off to rehab." His expression softened as he placed a hand on your knee just like you had done to him a few days earlier.

"I was so mad at the time, I wanted to get emancipated from my parents. Today, I'm grateful. Grateful that they helped me so I didn't have to suffer the same fate as my friend." You sigh so deeply you could feel tears stinging in your eyes, but you managed to keep them down.

"Why´d you do it? Take the drugs I mean?" Jungkook asked ever so carefully, and you knew he only meant well.

"I guess I wanted to feel something." You shrug. "I think that´s why everyone does drugs in one way or another. To either feel or not feel." You smile sheepishly.

"What's your secret?" Feeling a little vulnerable and naked, you divert the attention to him. Maybe you're hoping to hear something about his dad. If he hurts Jungkook. That's what you suspect by the clothes Jungkook wears in this hot weather. How he always tugs at his sleeves.

"I want to study nursing." You stare at him and he knows it not as interesting as what you told him. "I haven't told anyone, ever. Maybe it's not what you wanted to hear but to me it's a secret." He stared down in his lap, not meeting your gaze. Chipping at the loose skin around a sore on his hand.

"That's really cool Kook-ah. I'm happy I'm the first to know." He looks back up at you. "Where have you applied?"

"I applied to PNU but tuition wise I think INJE or Dong-A is more realistic."

All of the universities he has applied to are all in Busan and you swore you could hear your own heart shatter. "Busan, really?"

"My aunt lives there and offered to let me stay with her for the first years of my studies." He chimed happily. "I guess I don't have the best relationship with my dad."

You decided not to push it, not to ask any questions quite yet.

"How about you Y/N-ah?" You liked the way your name slipped of his tongue so gently.

"I´ve already accepted my spot at Yonsei. I'm gonna study dentistry, so I guess we'll be in the healthcare field together." You smile, but you can't help that you're looking quite disappointed. In some ways you were hoping for Jungkook to be your forever friend, not a friend you occasionally see whenever you're in each others cities.

"When are you leaving for Busan?" You question.

"After summer, I guess."

7 days left

The empty desk in the classroom makes your insides feel like they're gonna twist and turn and send your breakfast back up your throat. His empty desk.

The two of you had grown abnormally close over the past few days, texting all night and spending the daytime together in some kind of way. Maybe it's because neither of you know how healthy friendships are supposed to be paced, you feel like you've been friends forever.

The entire day went by and all you heard was the tuned out noise of your loud friends yelling across the lunch table with nothing interesting to say at all. Only shit talk and gossip. There's always a new guy or girl to talk shit about. Usually, you wouldn't participate in the chitchat, so they didn't notice your sullen mood today.

No matter how much you tried to paint yourself as a saint or a saviour, you only saw an accomplice when you looked in the mirror. You had the power to make them stop picking on so many people, in some way, they saw you as their leader. Maybe they'd abandon you at some point, but wouldn't it be worth it?

Despite the fact that you never encouraged it, you never stopped them either. So you weren't better than them in any way although you liked to believe so. You liked the validating feeling of them obeying the things you told them to do, and you guessed that´s why you're too scared to confront them. You're scared that they'll rebel against you and leave you behind.

Y/N 11:21 am

Kook-ah, where are u?

Jungkook 11:24 am

At home The walk back from your house gave me a cold I think

Y/N 11:25 am

Oh no :( Get well soon and text me tn!! <3

You knew he was lying and you could feel your heart hurting from lunch time till you were in bed staring at the ceiling. "Honey! Dinner is ready!" Your mom yelled from downstairs, and you barely heard it through your door.

"Not hungry!" You yelled back, continuing the intense stare-off with your ceiling. Your mind explored deep and dark places when you were alone. Letting your mind slip back to your past or the worst experiences throughout your life was very typical of you to do.

The text message you sent to Jungkook is left unread. Until it isn't anymore.

Jungkook 8:21 pm

I really need you right now

You started blankly at the screen, heart pounding in your chest whilst typing your message.

Y/N 8:21 pm

Ofc, where r u???

Jungkook shared his location with you for 1 hour

You raced down the stairs, and your parents looked at you confusedly as you rushed past them and put on your running shoes in the hallway. You so badly wished you had your license. Darting out the door and slamming the door behind you, you weren't thinking straight. The air was cold for a summer night, but it was still bright out.

Jungkook lived on the other side of Goyang, a city right outside Seoul that you both resided in. Walking would probably take you 45 minutes at least. You didn't care. The wind ran through your hair as your breath was pacing. You made awfully loud noises as it was starting to get tiring. You refused to stop running, you couldn't stop running. Your body wouldn't let you.

The location Jungkook sent you was a park, and you guessed it was close to his house. Sometimes you picked up your phone for directions but you never stopped running, you only slowed down to a jog. A faint iron taste was present in your mouth and you were heaving for air, but he needed you.

Someone finally needs you.

You ran across busy roads, cars honking and people yelling out their car windows after you. At some point you even fell and twisted your ankle, but it only slowed you down slightly. At some point you start thinking of other means of transportation you could've turned to to get to him. This felt more rewarding.

"He needs me!" You yelled out like a crazy woman to motivate yourself as you picked up your pace.

"Your destination is 1 minute away." Your phone said from your back pocket. You looked around, and a bench with a silhouette sitting on it caught your eye. You ran over, head banging and feet sore.

You stopped abruptly in front of him, trying to catch your breath. You met his gaze. His teary-eyed gaze. All you could do was throw your arms around him and hold him ever so tightly. He sniffled into your cardigan and held you close.

He was gonna be okay. You didn't ask any questions that night.

6 days left

You were nibbling on a mozzarella stick your mom had packed in your lunchbox. Everyone else was eating the cafeteria food, but you couldn't stand the nauseating creamy pasta they served every other week. All your friends were talking about something you couldn´t focus on. Suddenly a few girls rushed over and shouted your name.

"YN-ah!! They're fighting over you!" You recognised a few of the girls; Jisoo, Heejin and Soomin. They had math class with you, and god, they were loud. Loud but kind. They´d always include you in their conversations since none of your friends were in that class.

You shook your head trying to come back to your senses. "Who is fighting over me?" You blurted out.

"Moonbin made the first punch but he punched back!" Heejin shook your shoulders and made you come with her. "Can you believe it?" She spoke yet again, dragging you down the hallway, your friends were right behind you.

"Who is the other guy?!" You refused to keep walking before they told you.

"Jungkook, obviously! He punched back!" They almost laughed in disbelief.

Jungkook. He was defending himself against Moonbin. The thought sent shivers down your spine. Moonbin was a self proclaimed professional in bathroom fighting. He'd fight anyone for any reason he could think of, just for the fun of it. He didn't leave Jungkook alone when you told him, in fact, it probably provoked him even more that you stood up against him a few days back.

The girls pulled you around the corner and into the mens bathroom. Moonbin had Jungkook by his collar, his nose was bleeding and there was blood on his blue shirt. He didn't look scared though. He looked completely and utterly numb. Moonbin turned around to see you in the doorway, and his face was pretty bruised up too considering the punch had only been thrown minutes ago.

"Moonbin, please stop!" You nearly screamed, choking on a sob. It only infuriated him more and he threw a gut punch at Jungkook. He winced in pain, and you let out a squeal as you could feel it slightly in your own stomach. The pain.

Taehyung came up behind you and you turned to him. "Please, for the love of god, stop them. For me." The tears were running down your face already, and he´d do anything for you if you asked. Taehyung rushed over and separated the two, and a few others who were watching helped hold Moonbin back. You followed close behind, and watched Jungkook slide down against the wall.

"Make them leave, please." You pleaded with Taehyung, and he obliged. He told everyone to get out as you fell to the floor next to Jungkook. You placed your hand on the cut on his lip and wiped the blood off.

"I´m so sorry. So god damn sorry." You sobbed uncontrollably at this point, and he was the one to comfort you when he was the one who was hurt. "Stop apologising." He held you this time.

"I keep making things worse for you. I act like some kind of saviour when I do the exact opposite." His gaze softens.

"It's worth it to me." He says, running his hands through your hair.

"You're worth it to me." You barely hear him saying it, but it's loud enough for you to hear. A soft, pained whisper.

"I think you're the best thing that ever happened to me." You reply.

5 days left

Jungkook was seated on the ottoman, his face covered in band aids and strips. You were twirling around outside the dressing room in a white summery maxi dress. "What about this one?" You question, doing an extra twirl.

"It's nice." He shrugs, letting his eyes wander down your body starting from the top. How the dress hugged you in the completely right places. Your hips and waist looked amazing, and he so badly wanted to touch you. Without the dress if he could, but he'd be more than satisfied with it on.

Your expression saddened as your mouth formed a frown. "Okay, should I be completely honest?" He asked seriously.

"Should I be scared?" You laughed. "Go ahead."

"I think it's beautiful. It's perfect. You're perfect." He said sheepishly. He meant it although he hesitated. You were so perfect. Jungkook hadn't been to the Louvre ever before, but he was sure that a painting of you would attract more attention than the Mona Lisa ever could.

He was sure people would travel from every corner of the world to see your face, even in a painting. Everyone who were lucky enough in person should be thanking the universe for blessing them with the opportunity.

"Really?" You beamed, heart pounding. "Is it okay for graduation?" You look down at yourself hesitantly, the cleavage of the dress maybe dipping down a bit too low.

"More than okay."

The sales assistant came to check up on you and her eyes lit up when she saw you in the dress. "It's gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. I think you need this."

"Honestly, I do too after such positive feedback." You giggled lightly. "Can you take his measurements and pick out a suit for him as well please?" You point at Jungkook seated on the green velour ottoman.

"Me?" He was flustered and looked you dead in the eyes.

"Yes, you silly." You smiled softly.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" He desperately pleaded with you with his eyes and pulled you aside.

"Y/N I can't afford this. I don´t know if you think that I have more money than I do but I seriously have to scrape together money for a new hoodie from H&M."

"No, god. I´m not making you pay when I dragged you all the way over here. Consider it a graduation gift. If not, salary for being my personal shopping assistant." You nudged his shoulder playfully.

"Look, I´ll wear some black pants that sort of look like suit pants and the school uniform shirt. I can't let you do this." He almost pushed you against the wall as he grasped both your shoulders. Unbothered, you pushed his hands off you.

"Can´t let my date wear something simple as that to graduation. My grandparents are gonna frame the pictures of me and you're gonna be in them. I want you to feel confident that day. You deserve it." You pull him in for a hug.

You walked back to the sales assistant. "Will you take him to get his measurements?" She nodded, and now it was your turn to sit on the ottoman. He ended up trying on a few suits, and you landed on one that the both of you really liked. You could see him sweat when looking at the price tag but you reassured him with your soft smile.

"Get changed and we'll go pay." He agreed and disappeared behind the curtain. You fiddled with your phone for a while before going to browse the store. Understandingly, a suit that was so perfect for his figure would take a while to get out off, but you went to check on him.

Between the crack of the curtain and the wall you saw him. His upper body undressed as he touched a wound. His whole back covered in purple, red and dark bruises. You had watched enough medical shows to know that they weren't from yesterday. He had more scars and bruises visible than skin.

He saw you in the mirror and turned around. He looked scared to death. Like you were gonna hurt him as well. "Y/N, what the fuck?" You stood frozen. You were scared too. All your suspicions confirmed. Sometimes, late at night, you'd comfort yourself thinking that you were overreacting.

He threw on his sweater and pushed you to get past. You almost stumbled. Before you knew it, you saw him outside the store window, nearly running to get away. Get away from you and your invasive self. He had hung his suit up carefully, and defeatedly you took it with you to the counter where your dress was laying.

"Can you get the suit delivered? I did something stupid and he's not gonna accept it if I turn up on his doorstep." The cashier understandingly nodded. You took your phone out as you waited for the cashier to finish adding up your total and bagging it up.

Y/N 3:12 pm

I´m so sorry I keep saying sorry but I really do mean it. I'm not gonna bring it up, ever. If you wanna talk I'm here but I´ll keep my mouth shut till you tell me to open it up. Please don´t close down on me.

"Excuse me, miss?" The cashier waved his hand as you had zoned out completely. "Sorry. Your total will be one point four million won." the cashier pointed to the terminal. (About a 1000 USD) "Delivery fees included." You swiped your card and he handed you a beautiful bag with gold writing.

Parts of you wishes that the suit was in the bag and Jungkook was walking nervously next to you.

You had to give him space.

3 days left

All of Sunday had passed without any replies from Jungkook. Your dad dropped you off outside school that morning. You weren't sure if Jungkook would be at school today, but you were dressed up pretty just in case. A pretty frilled blouse only for special occasions.

Like the gods had answered your prayers, you saw him. You met his eyes and he walked over to you. "Y/N-ah, I forgive you. I don't have time for anything else, I´m sorry."

"Time? What do you mean?"

"My aunt called yesterday. She needs help at her restaurant in Busan and asked me if I wanted a summer job and to move in earlier." He was studying your face to see your reaction.

"Jungkook-ah, no..." You whined.

"You of all people should know why I want to leave. Especially after what you saw." He tried to reason with you.

You threw your arms around him in the busy school hallway. "I know." You whispered. "It's okay."

"I just wished we had more time." You smiled bittersweetly as he pulled away. He wanted nothing more. He wanted nothing more than to stay with you forever.

"I got the suit." He changed the subject.

"Are you mad?" You gave him your best puppy eyes.

"Why would I be mad about a great graduation gift?" He laughed wholeheartedly, and his laugh filled your heart with warmth and gave you butterflies. He was making you all jittery.

Why?

2 days left

"Pour me another shot Jungkook-ah!" You held your shot glass in front of him as he smiled at you, pouring soju into your glass. You swung your arms around, singing to the music playing at the restaurant.

"Slow down." He said as he called for the waitress to take the soju away. "That's all for tonight, alright?" He patted your head. You liked the confidence boost the alcohol had given him. How he so openly flirted with you, and it satisfied some deep rooted needs of yours.

He paid for the drinks which you didn't notice in your state. "Let's walk home to sober up. We have school tomorrow."

"I think it's sad that we won't go to school together. We were totally acting like college students today and it was so fun. Drinking on a school night feels crazyyy..." You slurred and he pulled you closer as you almost stumbled over your own feet.

"Yeah, it is sad."

The rest of the walk was silent. Stopping outside your house, you felt a few raindrops hit your cheeks and head. Jungkook cursed under his breath. He had a forty minute walk home. "Do you have an umbrella I could borrow by any chance?" He asked shyly, retorting back to his humble, sober self for a second.

"No. Don´t wanna." You crossed your arms. "My parents are away for their anniversary. Won't be home until graduation." Tugging at his denim jacket sleeve, signalising for him to come inside.

"I shouldn't. I should go home." He refused.

"Sure, you should go home, but do you want to go home?" He looked so gut-wrenchingly sexy underneath the street lights, hair ruffled and a tired look on his face. Shirt unbuttoned so you could see his golden tanned chest.

"No." He replied, and you pulled him inside by his sleeve. You took off your shoes and for a few seconds you just stood looking at each other. Something was in the air. Something you had never felt with Jungkook before. It wasn't comfortable anymore, it was electric.

You needed him so bad and you were about to throw yourself at him. He beat you to it, he grabbed you and pinned you up against the wall. Your lips crashed and you didn't have time to catch a breath. You let out a few desperate moans to catch your breath as you both stumbled down the hallway over to the staircase.

As you were making your way up the stairs, you fell on your butt down on one of the steps and he got on top of you. You chuckled between the desperate kisses as he lifted you up the stairs. He was stronger than you thought.

He went down the upstairs hallway with you in his arms and into your bedroom with an open door. He threw you on the bed and wasted no time in trying to take off your shirt. "Kook-ah, I need you so so bad." You whimpered in despair, rutting your hips forward.

"I´ll make it worth it." He smirked as he kissed you. While kissing you he started unbuttoning your pants and you helped him. You were all exposed to him and he was completely clothed. You looked each other in the eye and slowed down. He started with his jacket. He hesitated with the shirt.

"Can I?" You looked up at him. He nodded slowly. You gently took his t-shirt off, and he felt incredibly exposed with all his bruises on display. You only smiled as you placed kisses on his chest, trailing down his stomach.

He took his pants off on his own and you handed him a condom. He slowed down again and you raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, a thought popped into your head.

"Kook-ah... Are you like.. a virgin?" you ask innocently.

He nods slowly again. "Don't treat me any differently than you would with an experienced guy. Some guidance might be nice but-" He says, panicked. You interrupt him. "So you want this?" You take his hand and you embrace it with your own.

"I want this more than anything." He kissed you again.

"I´ll take care of you." You bit the wrapper open and he put the pieces together as to how you're supposed to put it on.

"Aren't you supposed to do some sort of foreplay before?" He questioned awkwardly.

"It´s usually for the girls´ sake. I don't need that. I need you inside of me." You moaned, leading his body closer to yours. He let his hands slide up the side of your waist before carefully going inside you.

"Okay, do what you want with me." You smirk slyly as you whisper. "I'm yours."

"I know. And I will." He thrusts harder into you and your moans come out in unison. Tears start running down your cheeks and he checks up on you by stopping.

"Please don't stop." You cry out, placing your hands on his back. "Please."

He obliges and doesn´t stop until both your bodies give out. You fall asleep like that, bodies close and sweaty.

1 day left

This wasn't what you two planned at all. You both were pacing around your bedroom, refusing to met each others eyes. The alcohol had clearly gotten to you two yesterday and you the air was different. It wasn't comfortable like usual, or electric last night. It was uncomfortable. You felt like you shouldn't have let him yesterday. You wanted him to lose his virginity with someone he was in love with, not a friend he's been close to for 2 weeks at most.

Jungkook didn´t regret losing his virginity to you, not all. You were careful and tender, but you didn't treat him any differently like he asked you not to do. He was ashamed because he thought you would regret it. That he took advantage of you in your drunken state, and that you wouldn't touch him like that sober.

You threw yourself down on the bed and let out an exasperated sigh. He looked to you and it felt like he was almost choking on his own heartbeats.

"Do you regret sleeping with me?" He asked gently with a sullen tone, sitting down on the bed next to you. You sat up startled when you had processed what he said through your throbbing headache.

"What? No no no..." You cupped his face in your hands and stroked his cheek with your thumb. "I don't regret anything about last night, Kook-ah." You looked distraught, like you really meant it, like you were shocked by what he had said.

"Good. Cause I don't either." He placed his hand on yours. Jungkook took the hand you had placed on his face and placed it on his knee. He drew circles on your palms and made little hearts.

"Whatever this is.. Whatever we're doing right now; I don't want it to end." You smiled teary-eyed. He was leaving you and you didn't know what to do.

Jungkook wasn´t great with this kind of stuff. The touching, the loving and the expressions of love. All he did was nod quietly, and you knew by the look in his eyes that he felt the same.

You didn't know how to identify the feelings you felt for Jungkook. Throughout you've had boyfriends and best friends but none of them made you feel what you were feeling right now. Here, with him.

You had slept with a few guys before, and you've also slept with a best friend before. Taehyung, less than a year back. That felt weird, but not weird in the way Jungkook made you feel.

Not weird in a bad way.

"Y/N... I have to go. My dad´s at a meeting with the department of labor for a few hours and the moving trucks are coming in the meantime." He grimaced, wanting you to understand why he was leaving you high and dry at 6 am like this.

"Aren't you coming to school today?"

"No, I need to do this now or else I don't know how I´ll get out without him finding out." He put on his denim jacket and kissed you on the cheek. "I´ll see you tomorrow."

"If you're moving your stuff out today, where are you staying tonight?" You get up from the bed and you place yourself in front of him.

"Honestly, I'm not sure."

"Stay here." You propose, smiling warmly.

God, he loved that smile. He loved you.

That morning, after he left you with your own thoughts again, you walk to school with a skip in your step. Taehyung greets you by the entrance and asks you why you're so smiley and weird today. You tell him that it's just one of those days.

He knows why you're smiling and he hates it. It's because of him. Taehyung can do nothing but observe as you make it so clear to him that you are not his and he is not yours.

You spend the rest of the school day thinking. You had lunch in the cafeteria with your friends and spent most of the time chatting with Taehyung about trivial stuff. University, summer and graduation. He was also staying in Seoul for school and was attending SNU law. You were impressed, not knowing that Taehyung had been able to get his grades up to study law.

"My parents wanted to send me to Harvard but contrary to popular opinion, I think it sounds overrated. I like the idea of being a student in Seoul." Taehyung explained, making you nod your head in agreement.

"I get that. There's just something about Seoul." He smiled as he stole a spoonful of your seaweed soup.

"Hey!" You ruffled his hair, knowing he had spent all morning doing it as revenge. He flung a spoonful of rice at your face and you laughed almost hysterically as you managed to inhale a grain of rice.

After a while you're laughing calmed down and your friends had stopped giving you two a weird look. "Do you have an apartment yet or are you commuting back and forth from your house?" He inquires, stirring his food around as fidgeting.

"I was thinking of moving out but I just can't find the right apartment. There's an open house next week that I want to go to." You explain, and he nods along.

"Is Jungkook coming with you?" He asks, now fiddling with his own thumbs.

"Uh.. no." He looks up at you. "He's moving to Busan tomorrow." You elaborate, and a look of pity flashes across his face.

"Oh."

"Yeah..." Taehyung smiled awkwardly. "So I'm gonna have to go all alone." You were insinuating that he should come with.

"I´ll go with you." He suggests. "If you want me to."

You nod.

It was starting to get dark out when you were seated in your windowsill with the window open. The window from your room had direct view down to the street and your frontyard. As promised, he was there, outside your door, waving up at you.

The day of

Jungkook was trying to curl your hair. After a few burns and a little cursing, he was starting to get the hang of it. You were sitting in front of the vanity with him standing behind you and while he was curling your hair, you were doing your makeup. The two of you were both in bathrobes, your outfits laying neatly on your bed.

"This stuff is hard. I'm sweating in fear of burning myself again." He snickers, and you laugh along.

"I´ll blow on your burns when you're done." You smiled at him in the mirror and you saw his reflection blushing slightly. "When is your train leaving tonight?"

"I'm taking the KTX train around 8 pm so I´ll be in Busan before midnight." He announces, and you feel realisation creeping up on you. Sure, the train ride isn't that long with the speed trains, but he's still far away and you're both gonna be busy. Your parents booked you a graduation trip to Greece with them and then you´re flying straight to Aiya Napa with a few friends, including Taehyung.

"Okay." Is all you manage to utter with a sigh at the end.

"You'll come with me to the train station, right?" He questions.

"Of course." You smile.

He finishes curling your hair and you add the finishing touches to your makeup. "All done." Jungkook grins proudly.

"It´s really pretty, thank you." You shake out the curls to see them properly and run your fingers carefully through them to loosen them up.

"I´m gonna go change." He said, gesturing towards your bathroom.

"Okay, let me do your hair when you're done please!" You request, giving him the puppy eyes that you give everyone when you want something your way.

"Maybe." Jungkook shuts the door behind him.

A few minutes later he came back out, all dressed up. Except the tie that he was holding in his hand. "I can't tie a tie." He admitted ashamedly, letting a slight chuckle escape his lips.

You turn around to see him and you're stunned. He looked great in the white lights in the store dressing rooms, but in this light, he looked gorgeous. The morning summer sun shining in through your window, hitting Jungkook like a spotlight.

Getting up from your chair and walking over to him, your heart was pounding a hundred beats a second. You couldn't shake the weird unidentifiable feeling that you felt when you were close to him. You swung the tie around his neck and tied it tight, but not too tight.

"I´ll send you a video tutorial if you want to know later, but we're gonna run late if we don't hurry up." You smile, patting his shoulder., signaling that you´re all done.

You point your finger to the chair in front of the vanity and he sits down. "Let's see. Hand me your gel." Running your fingers through his hair, he closes his eyes in pleasure.

"It's really nice when you touch my hair." He hums in delight.

You alternate using the comb and your hands and soon you finish up. "You like?" You ask with a satisfied grin on your face.

"I love." He almost blurts out a "you." at the end but he manages to hold it in.

"Now I need to put my dress on." You let your bathrobe fall to the floor, now standing there in your white lace underwear. Jungkook rapidly turns away from you and you laugh.

"After what we've done you really don't need to turn around." You smirk confidently, knowing you're gonna make him flustered. He turns back around, almost shamelessly to watch you.

You slip into the dress and you struggle with the zipper in the back. He notices your struggle and gets up to help you. "Let me." He offers and you would never say no.

He turns you around so he's facing your bare back. He can't help but let his hands caress your back for a while, up and down, back and forth. Seductively, he pulls the zipper up slowly and you can feel his fingers brush up your back as the dress tightens.

Getting ready to leave, Jungkook grabs his little backpack of necessities since all his things are on their way to Busan. After you've celebrated for a while you'll follow him to the train station to say your goodbyes.

Your parents drive you to the ceremony and you both hurried over to get your cap and gowns. The ceremony went nicely, and both you and Jungkook stood posing in your parents photos with your diplomas in hand.

"Kiss her on the cheek Jungkook-ssi!" Your mom laughed and you looked to Jungkook who was looking at your dad with a frightened look on his face.

He placed a soft kiss on your cheek as your dad jokingly shook his head. "What a pretty picture." She fawned when she looked at her camera. "Jinho, come see." Your mother gestured at your father and his lips curled slightly upwards before he pulled himself together.

The whole moment felt bittersweet and went by like you were thinking back on a blurry memory. Giggles, smiles, hugs and joy were the most prominent things in the blur that you felt.

You and Jungkook collected a few of the people who hadn't left school yet and invited them out for drinks. You purposely picked people who you weren't close with, except for Taehyung.

You invited Jisoo, the girl from your math class, a boy you knew from Forensics club and a few others you hadn't spent that much time with. Stumbling down the street to a nearby restaurant, you meet many other classmates. You get situated at a table and you share embarrassing memories from high school.

"Jisoo, do you remember when you got that love letter from Sungkwan and you went around telling-" One of the guys at your table started before Jisoo interrupted.

"Stop! I've never been so embarrassed in my life!" She laughed as she reached across the table to give him a little smack on the cheek. You look over to Jungkook who's staring out into the air, ignoring the constant calls from his father.

You take his hand under the table and you stroke his knuckles with your thumb. His shoulders fall down a little from their tense position when you touch him.

The weird feeling gets you again.

You know that Jungkook doesn't share as many fond memories from school as the rest of you around the table do, but you try your best to include him in the conversations when you can.

"Can we go outside?" Jungkook requests. "I have a memory I want to share." You look at him with a questioning look but you oblige and follow him outside.

You're standing outside the restaurant, feeling the summer breeze blow through your hair and your dress billowed to the point where it looked like a fairytale gown.

He gulps. He has always thought you were the prettiest girl in the world, but standing in front of him now, you looked angelic. He silently thanked the universe with blessing him with your presence. That he had gotten the opportunity to touch you and to feel you like he had.

"Y/N. I want to share a fond memory of mine that involved you, many years back." He spoke so formally you almost laughed at him, but you controlled yourself and nodded along. "The year I turned eleven, I invited the whole class to my birthday party. I paced around the floor as the clock ticked past six and no one had showed." He pauses and looks at you.

"I had given up all hope that anyone was gonna show, until you knocked on the door with a birthday card. You were the only person that showed that night and I've never forgotten about it." He sighed and his chest heaved for air.

"I hope you don't think it's weird but I keep the card on my nightstand." He admits ashamedly.

You don´t say anything, you just pull him in for a hug. The two of you stay like that for a while before you go back inside. It's seven pm when you go back inside and your heart feels heavy when you see the time on your phone.

The conversation goes on but you're so deep in your thought that you don't participate. It's hitting you real hard. Jungkook nudges you and shows you his phone with a bus schedule on it. It leaves from the bus stop outside the restaurant in eight minutes. You start saying your goodbyes to everyone at your table before you walk outside.

It´s silent as you're waiting for the bus, silent when you're sitting on the bus to the train station and it's silent when you get off.

"Platform seventeen..." He mumbles to himself and points you both to the right. You could see the sign with the little seventeen on it from afar but you so desperately want to point him in the other direction. Make him miss the train so he has some extra time to think about leaving.

a/n: so sorry for interrupting but if u want u can read the next part listening to the song I listened to while writing (taking pictures of you - the kooks)

He grabs your wrist and leads the way when you hesitate. Platform seventeen is right in front of you now, and the train is already there. He's looking you straight in the eyes, dressed in a suit and hair done all neatly you swore you could pass out.

You knew it was over although it never really started. All you did was spend fourteen days together, moving extremely quickly forward from strangers to being in bed together. You liked those fourteen days, you loved those fourteen days and you hated those fourteen days.

"I have to go." His lips quivered and your eyes stung with tears prickling in your eyes. There came the weird feeling again. This time, it didn't creep up on you, it hit you like a wave hits you at the beach, the type that makes you lose your balance and swallow a whole lot of water, struggling to get a breath of air. The feeling was unfamiliar to you and it felt uncomfortable.

"I really liked these fourteen days." You smiled genuinely through your tears. He pulled you in for another hug, less stiff than the ones before. It felt good to hug him, to get that last inhale of his cologne and the scent of his shampoo.

"Me too. I loved them." He spoke into your hair as he took in your scent for the last time in a while as well. "Visit me, please Y/N."

"Of course. I´ll come toward the end of the summer." You pulled away from the embrace to look him in the eyes. Before you knew it, you were kissing. The conductor yelled out that the train was leaving and he was the one to pull away this time. You took his hand and as he walked away his hand slipped away from yours.

He stepped on the train and you saw him through the window, never losing eye contact. You stood still on the platform as you were reduced to tears. The dark mascara that was running down your cheeks were the perfect contrast to the gorgeous white dress you were wearing. His denim jacket draped over your shoulders and your strappy baby pink heels in your left hand.

You were straight out of a movie.

As the train started moving, the feeling grew stronger as it finally hit you. You knew what you were feeling, and you had been denying it for too long.

It was love.

You were in love with Jeon Jungkook and he was leaving.

a/n: honestly that's the end but if u want to read a sneak peek of a potential part 2 then scroll down a little!! join the taglist here if u want to be tagged in part 2. if i dont end up writing it then you should read the epilogue as an open ending.

The Epilogue

Day 1140

It was late at night and your friends had dragged you out of your apartment to go to some stupid club that had just opened in Gangnam. You weren't friends with any of your old friends anymore, just Taehyung.

You and Taehyung could be considered more than friends but less than lovers. It was complicated and not exclusive so you thought that you might as well find someone to spend the night with. He was sleeping with other women, so you felt like you should as well.

The music was blasting way too loud from the speakers and it was awfully crowded on the dance floor. You finally made your way to the ambient bar that was on the quieter side. Club standard quiet, of course. You ordered a gin and tonic to loosen up and have some fun.

The first year of university, you spent everyday partying and bringing new guys back to the apartment you shared with your best friend Hayoon. She eventually grew tired of it and so did you. You spent the second year dating, meeting new guys from Tinder or agreeing to blind dates that Hayoon arranged, and that didn't work out either.

By the time you started your third year you settled down with being Taehyung´s something. Sometimes, your mind would drift back to what you felt for Jungkook. You hadn't seen him in 3 years and you never visited him in Busan, but what you felt when you stood on platform seventeen is a feeling you'll never forget.

You cancelled your visit to Busan in the summer and promised to visit for fall break. By the time fall break came around, he wasn't picking up your calls. You kept calling for a few weeks and in anger and spite you blocked his number and never reached out again.

You asked the bartender for a straw just so you could stir the ice cubes around. Boredom washed over you after a while, so you moved seats to sit closer to the one window that wasn't shaded black. You saw the busy streets, girls with wobbly knees and high heels who held on to their boyfriends for support.

You were scouting the streets for something interesting to let your tired eyes focus on. Just like fate, like it was written in the stars, he was there. Jungkook was there. Rubbing your eyes and closing them for a few seconds didn't make him go away. You got off the barstool and picked up your bag, ready to rush out into the street.

You didn't know what to say or how to approach him, but you had to do something. Maybe take his hand and lead him away, let him say the first sentence and really let his voice soak in. Let his words surround you and his hands touch you.

You walked as fast as you could out the door in your own high heels. You were like those couples, he was missing the girl in high heels and you were missing the boy to support yourself on. You stood frozen on the sidewalk as he stood across the road from you. A girl leapt into his arms, dark raven curls bouncing as he caught her and pulled her in for a warm embrace.

Only now did you take your time to process how Jungkook looked. He was buff and muscular with a tattoo sleeve. Only in a t-shirt at night, his arms were free from any bruising. You were smiling like an idiot until you snapped back to reality and realised that he was holding someone else.

She kissed him,

and he kissed her.

fin.

(for now)

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Like Crazy (PJM)

pairing: Park Jimin x Reader

words: 540

Inspired by Jimin's Like Crazy lyrics and music video theory.

Age rank: 16+

MASTERLIST

Head and hands on the table, staring into the darkness while being in a deep thought. This is an everyday thing for him, wasting time arguing with his own feelings and thoughts. He was so scared, goosebumps all over his skin while wet tears left his eyes from the realization.

Now, I sink down, all alone away

Where am i?

A dark haze clouding up my eyes.

Here he is again, the mix of alcohol and sweat all over the room and him, jumping up and down to the beat. He is getting himself drunk from the drunkenness of your love, again. His eyes suddenly unfocus, looking around at the blinding lights.

I'd rather be

Lost in the lights, lost in the lights

I'm outta my mind.

Ears red, arms pinned beside your head, guilt all over you while he kisses you harshly. Tears coming from his eyes while he presses his plump lips more against yours. You try to move but he is quick to push you back against the cold club wall.

Can you help me numb the pain?

Each night, you spin me up high

Emotions on ice,

Let me have a taste.

Strange, that's what you are feeling right now. Standing in the middle of the dance floor while your boyfriend is far away from you, but his eyes are on yours. They are emotionless, but full of love. They are shining, but sad. He suddenly tilts his head, lowering his head while looking at you nothing like before but more seductively as he makes his way closer to you slowly.

This will break me

This is gonna break me

No, don't you wake me

I wanna stay in this dream.

"You know i love you, right?"

"if you do then why are you doing this?"

"doing what?" …

"Does it feel good, making me feel like a fool?"

"I'm sorry."

"if you are then don't leave, stay with me like this."

don't save me

Don't you try to save me

I need a way we

I need a way we can dream on.

Back resting on the dirty club bathroom, mind full of alcohol and confusion. It's quiet, only the music from the dance floor being heard slightly as he stares into nothing. Suddenly his eyes catch a black liquid on the ground, confusion full on his brown eyes as he stands up, stepping closer to the liquid. He sits on the ground, his body tense as the boy moves a finger towards it. As his skin makes contact with it, his eyes grow wide. The whole room turns into a pitch darkness as he looks around, running around the mysterious place before his ears catch a similar voice

"Trust me."

All my reflections, I

Can't even recognize

I'm feelin' so alive, wasting time.

Stepping into his small, cold apartment with his black stained boots, not caring about them as he sits down behind the table again. He then places his hand, which is dirty from the liquid on the table as rests his head on the wood again. His eyes tired and red as he doesn't even bother to cry anymore. Alone now, but it's not for the best.

Not again

What's the point?

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the chapter 3 of flawless will be moved to next week, I'm sorry to keep you guys waiting but i promise it will be worth it:(

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JJKHZ MASTERLIST.

OT7/BTS.

COMING SOON....

JJK/JEON JUNGKOOK.

If it's not you, doll. [oneshot] 3k

18+

genre: established relationship, fluff, smut, slight angst.

summary: Being in an open relationship with Jungkook can make you insecure, getting hate comments daily. But one day it gets that bad you betray his trust, and he makes it all up for you.

Flawless[ CANCELLED] 5k

18+

genre: angst

summary: In an alternate world, where everyone has a soulmate mark when they turn 18, it can be magical or not so much. Y/n has always wanted a soulmate, the thought of it makes her so happy! But when the day comes, everything in her life starts to change.

warnings: stalking, blood, alcohol, yandere, obsession, manipulation, death, smut, drugs, rape, blades, domestic violence, psychological issues, emotional abuse and more can occur.

KTH/KIM TAEHYUNG.

COMING SOON...

PJM/PARK JIMIN.

Like Crazy [Mini Story] 500

16+

genre: angst?

Inspired by Jimin's Like Crazy music video and lyrics.

KNJ/KIM NAMJOON.

COMING SOON...

JHS/JUNG HOSEOK.

COMING SOON...

MYG/MIN YOONGI.

COMING SOON...

KSJ/KIM SEOKJIN.

COMING SOON...

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[CANCELLED] Flawless (2)

pairing: Yandere JJK x f dancer reader

words: 3.2k

reading time: 25 minutes

warnings: stalking, blood, alcohol, yandere, obsession, manipulation, death, smut, drugs, rape, blades, domestic violence,

chapter warnings: death, sexual violence(just a bit), depression, domestic violence, stalking and psychological issues.

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The boys have always known something was off with Jungkook. When he finds something that he likes a lot, he gets intimidating. At first it wasn't a big deal and they just ignored it thinking that it's just his personality. But as the time went by, it got to the point where it was dangerous. When Jungkook was about 15, he got a small crush on a girl that he saw in his high school. He adored her so much that he started following her around. Everyday skipping plans just to walk behind her as she went home, shopping or to her friends house. The boys slowly started to notice that something was off as they tried to talk with him about it, but Jungkook just ignored them and walked away. As the boys kept trying to talk with the boy, nothing came out of it, so they made a plan to follow him. Obviously 6 pretty big boys following him will make him notice at some point so they picked Taehyung to follow him.

Next day after school he spotted the younger boy as he started to follow him, hiding behind walls from time to time so he won't notice his hyung. As Taehyung kept following him, his gaze spotted how the younger male stopped in front of a white house and started walking towards their garden. Taehyung was confused but decided to keep following the boy, stopping in front of the house as he tried to peek into the garden so he could spot Jungkook. Before he could see anything, a whine left his lips as he was punched into a wall. Falling on his back as he groans from the sudden pain, rubbing his head as he tries to focus his eyes on the one who hurt him. His eyes went wide as he saw Jungkook staring right down at him, his chest falling up and down from the heavy breathing as his gaze was dark, burning from the anger. His eyes quickly softened a little as he saw that it's his hyung. A feeling of guilt starts to appear in his thoughts as he quickly brushes it off. Why should he be guilty when Taehyung is trying to get his girl?

Jungkook kneels down as he grabs Taehyung's shirt harshly, trying to scan his eyes. Something in him was happy and proud from seeing that he made someone scared like that. "Why the fuck are you here!?" He says quietly while his grip on the olders shirt tightens, the anger in his eyes never seems to go away at this rate. "J-Jungkook, I was- no- we were worried about you, you kept ignoring us and and cancelling plans…" Taehyung says while biting his lip after, trying to hold his tears from the fear and shock. He has never seen Jungkook like that and Jungkook has never hit anyone. The confusion and a bottle of emotions are going crazy in his head as he doesn't recognise his best friend at all. Jungkook's hold on his friend's shirt slowly starts to fall as he doesn't move his eyes off of him. He sighs and falls beside Taehyung, his back leaning against the wall. The older boy's body starts to relax a bit as he quickly wipes his tears away, eyes focusing on the ground as everything goes quiet.

After that accident, they all sat Jungkook down and had a long talk. Jungkook got so guilty that he got a panic attack, he kept apologising to his friend even though Taehyung said that everything was okay. Shortly after that day, as he was following the girl again, secretly because his hyungs told him to stop, but he just…. can't. As he turned towards the house he saw a big sign in front of it "SOLD". Confused and panicking he quickly made his way towards the window, expecting to see a girl's room before his face dropped even more. The room was empty.

No this can't be right… He thought as he ran to the other window. Empty. He checked every room before he dropped on the ground, his body shaking as his eyes started to get wet. He feels more wet drops dropping on him as he looks up with his teary eyes, only to be met with heavy rain.

"Jungkook.. You haven't eaten anything in the past four days, please come out.." Yoongi hyung's soft and calm voice says as he knocks on the door again. He sighs and leaves the bag with food beside his door, other six bags on its side. His parents were worried a lot. Suddenly their shy and good son is locking himself into his room, ignoring everything and everyone. As days went by, so did Jungkook's depression. After about two weeks being locked in his room, he let his hyungs in, pulling them all harshly. "Jungkook are you okay-" Namjoon was about to say before he felt the younger boy hug his middle tightly, heavy tears leaving on his shirt. Namjoon didn't waste another second as he wrapped his arms around Jungkook. One by one more boys joined the hug, their mouths leaving worried questions and comforting words for the boy.

After about 5 minutes of hugging and comforting the younger, they all sat on his bed while keeping their worried eyes on the boy. Jungkook just kept his eyes on his sheets while soft hiccups left from his mouth from the amount of crying. Jin slowly moved his hand on Jungkook's shoulder, caressing it slowly to calm the other one's hiccups. "I- I'm sorry…" He said quietly while keeping his red, swollen eyes on the blanket still. "I d- don't know what got into me, b-but she was just so perfect and kind and- i just couldn't help it" His pouty lips said as he slowly moved his gaze on his friends and stopping on Taehyung's, biting his bottom lip as regret started giving in. "Jungkook, Everything is okay. We were just very worried about you." Jin said while giving a gentle squeeze on his shoulder. "We are glad that everything is okay, but Jungkook… This isn't right. You just can't follow people like that." Namjoon explained.

Jungkook's breath hitched as Jin felt the younger's body frozen. "But she is mine.." Jungkook breathed out as everyone felt the air getting heavier. "Jungkook… Did you even talk to her? I mean, you can't date someone like t-" "Maybe i didn't but that doesn't mean anything. I know her phone number, parents phone number, her grandparents addresses, her birthday, her phone code, her birth i-" "Jungkook stop." A smile he didn't even notice he had left his face, eyes on Jimin. "This is not normal…" Jimin replied, he was obviously uncomfortable by his body language so Jungkook chuckled. "This seems pretty normal to me. Shouldn't we all know everything about our lovers and take care of them? I love her so much that i would die for her"

The boys just stared at the boy in pure shock, no words leaving from their mouths, Jungkook smiled at that and closed his eyes, humming satisfied. "I will miss my sweetheart so much… my dear Y/N…"

"Oh my god Y/N!" Rina called your name out as Yerin quickly looked up, they both stood up from their seats as you pulled your best friends into a warm hug. "What happened? Why are you late? You are never late" Yerin said while slowly breaking the hug. You just smiled at them both, they know you so well. You are a person who keeps promises and is never late, last time you were late was years ago back in high school since you lost your necklace that was really special for you. You just turned fifteen and got a gift from your mother for your birthday, a silver necklace with a pink diamond inside. You loved it so much that you started to wear it everyday and everywhere, until one morning you found out that there was nothing around your neck. Panic growing in your eyes as you made the whole house a big mess, crying in your parents arms as your mom comforted you by stroking your hair.

Sadly three months later, your mom sadly passed away due to a car crash. Your life has never been the same. You didn't leave your dark room for days, spending all the days under your thick blanket. Your dad came to comfort you everyday, you loved it while hating it. How can he be so strong, it must be even harder for him but he keeps trying. "Y/N look what i found" you turned around in your bed, red swollen eyes looking at your father confused. He just smiled and took something from his pocket, bringing it in front of your face. The necklace? A big gasp left your mouth as you quickly but gently took it from his hands, tears begging to flow from your eyes. "Where did you find it?" You sobbed out, eyes closed while holding the necklace close to your chest. "It was behind the door". You were confused but by the time you didn't care much anymore, as long you have the pretty accessorise, everything is fine.

"Y/N?" You felt someone shake your shoulders as you quickly shook your head and looked at Rina. "Are you okay? Did something happen?" Now you were the confused one, you quickly shook your head as you sat down behind their table. "Everything is alright, i just- lost myself for a second '' smiling out at them both, only to be met with suspicious glares. "I'm perfectly okay guys!" "if you say so…" Yerin pointed out while the both girls sat back down behind the table. "So your birthday is already in a week, we were thinking making a big party for you!" Rina explained excited, her eyes moving from Yerin to yours quickly. A party..? "Parties are fun and all but we just got here and i don't have much friends yet" "Yeah but parties are great places to make friends, don't you think Yerin?" Rina pointed out while Yerin nodded quickly, looking as excited as Rina. You sighed, not wanting to upset the girls "I will think about it'' At that they both squealed out loudly, making some people in the library eye them annoyingly. They got quiet and focused on their school work to ignore everyone. Scoff left your lips as your phone vibrated in your pocket, pulling it out as you read the message.

Suho: Come back to the dorm right now.

You sighed heavily as you looked up your phone, standing up from the chair as the girls noticed. "Where are you going?" "I have to go back to dorms, Suho wants something" Yerin groaned at that information while having a bitter look on her face. "Don't go" Rina said with a pout, pulling your arm back to the table. "I'm sorry, let's see tomorrow, yeah?" You said before giving a sad smile at them both, waving at them as you took your bag and walked out of the library.

You unlocked your dorm door, opening the heavy thing as you got in. Closing it as you took your boots off, placing your bag on the kitchen counter. "Suho, I'm here!" You half-yelled as you made your way towards the sink grabbing a glass and filling it with the cold liquid. You placed it on your lips before you felt hands on your waist, you accidentally dropped the glass in the sink as you quickly turned around. Your eyes meeting with your roommate's as you quickly push him away, shocked. He almost falls on the ground before grabbing the counter, pushing himself back to stand as he fixes his gaze on you. "What are you doing…?" You ask him confused and scared, grabbing your shirt as you squeeze it. He just sighs and tilts his head to the other side, his gaze landing on your neck before he looks back at your eyes and just walks out of the kitchen. You were about to open your mouth before you heard a harsh slam of his room door. You stare at it for a minute before turning around, your eyes meeting with broken glass in the sink.

After cleaning everything up you take your bag and leave to your room, closing the door as your lay on your bed. Groaning while staring at the ceiling, today has been a long day. You can't help but to think about Suho, is everything okay with him? You can't help but to tense by the thought what he could've done if you hadn't punch him away before. You sigh as you pull your phone out from your pocket, clicking on Hoseok's number as you place your phone by your ear.

"Hey Y/N what's up?" You hear a cheerful voice from your phone as your lips form into a small smile. "Hey, everything is cool but i was thinking maybe you wanted to work on the choreography tomorrow?" You said while hearing a small hum from him "I would love to but i can't tomorrow, but I am in a studio right now with a friend so if you want to you can come right now!" He explained as you quickly sat up, looking at the clock on the wall. 5 pm, great! "Of course I can! Send me the location and I will come right away" You stand up and glance at your clothes, black pants, a white top and a black jumper. "Okay! See you then, Bye!" He said excitedly as he ended the call before you could say anything. You slide the little thing back to your pocket as you put your hair into a ponytail, pulling some bangs out in front. There's no use changing you thought as you leave your room, making your way towards the corridor as you take sneakers by the door and place them in a bag. You place the bag on the floor as you pull your black boots back on, your ears catching a door opening from the hallway as you quickly grab the bag and make your way out. "Y/N wait!" You heard a male voice say as you quickly closed the door, speed walking out the campus. You grab your phone as you see a message from Hoseok with his studio location as you start to walk towards it.

You walk into a black hallway, doors with small numbers on them being everywhere as you glance at your phone, "14" . You kept walking until you were met with a black door, a small fourteen being on it as well as some little flower stickers. You knocked on it and waited, looking around the hallway as you were about to knock again before the door opened in front of you. Your pupils quickly met with taller male's ones. Long black hair and bangs that slightly fall over his eyes, all kinds of piercings on his face and ears, forehead a little wet from sweat and those big, brown doe eyes that are starting right into yours. Everything went quiet around you as you kept your eyes on the boy, you have never seen such a beauty before. As you were focusing on his eyes, you noticed how his eyes grew bigger, quickly opening the door wider for you. You blink you eyes repeatedly as you shook your head. That was so rude, oh my god… What got into you girl?

You quickly look back up at him as you smile, stepping into the dance studio. You were met with Hoseok on the floor, sitting while drinking some water as his eyes quickly spotted you, smiling as he put the water bottle away. The pierced male closed the door, leaning his back on it while keeping his eyes on your back moving his gaze from Hoseok to you. "Y/N! Hey! How is everything?" The cheerful boy asked while stepping closer to you, smiling wide. You couldn't help but to smile back as you answered "Everything is fine, how about you?" You wish everything was fine, you wanted to tell someone about your uncomfortable roommate but you guys aren't that close yet to trauma dump so you just shake it off. "Same answer for me! Oh, this is Jungkook, he studies film!" Jhope smiles as he grabs Jungkook's arm, pulling him closer. You place your gaze on him as he bites his bottom lip slightly "Hi..!" He waves shyly as you chuckle, waving back at him. He is pretty cute, you thought as you eye more of him. Your eyes spot his all-black outfit and his black boots, he got some taste you thought before your gaze makes its way over his right arm. All kinds of tattoos on it as your mouth opens a bit, admiring the colourful sleeve.

The both boys seem to notice as Jungkook's lips turn into a small smirk. "Those are cool aren't they?" Hoseok points out as he grabs his friend's shoulder, holding it. You nod as you move your eyes back up, the smile never leaving your lips. "Jungkook just got them done some weeks ago, he has always wanted a sleeve tattoo since he was a teenager" You can't help but to smile even more, focusing your eyes from Hoseok to Jungkook, noticing that his eyes have never left you. "Shall we dance now?" You just nod at that and turn around, placing your bag on the ground as you open it, grabbing black sneakers. Your butt meets with the ground as you pull your boots off, switching them with the sneakers. You then place the boots by your bag as you are about to stand up, a hand meets your eyes. You quickly look up, meeting with the tattoo boy once again as he moves his hand closer to you. You smile and take it, standing up with his help. You quickly take your hand back as you feel your heartbeats getting harsher and louder, placing your hand on it. Jungkook's eyes widen as he places his hand on your back, leaning down to see you better. "Are you okay Y/N?" The panic in his voice seems to make Hoseok notice you both as he quickly comes by your side too. You move away a bit so Jungkook's hand leaves your back, your heart calming down a bit. "I'm okay, it's nothing" You breath out quietly as the boys look at eachother, you then fix yourself as you look up at them both. They don't seem to notice as their gaze gets stronger. "Let's dance now…?" You said while scratching behind your neck, the awkwardness leaving the room slowly. Hoseok quickly looks at you and his whole expression changes, smiling and pulling you in front of the mirror.

Jungkook makes his way over the wall as he sits on the floor, grabbing his phone as he keeps his eyes on you. He clicks his tongue on his cheek as spots the way Hoseok has to touch you for the sake of choreography, small anger building up in him as he starts to hear music through the studio speakers, moving his brown eyes back to you. He watches as your body moves with the beats, his body calming down a bit. He opens his phone and opens the camera application, moving his phone camera more up so he could spot you with it as he presses record.

I finally found you again.

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