#Stalker jungkook
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Night After Night
Established relationship au
Pairing: Fuckboy bf! Jungkook x Reader
MINORS DNI
Genre: lovers to exes to exes to lovers, Mostly crack, fluff, and smut but a little bit of angst because I'm a bitch.
Words : 17.6k
Summary: "Show you what devotion is, deeper than the ocean is".... You broke up with your boyfriend because he couldn't let go of his fuckboy antiques now he's gonna win you back whatever it takes.
Warnings: Toxic relationships, Jungkook is the biggest red flag but we love him, SMUT [ ITS FILTHYYY, FINGERING, ORAL SEX (Both receiving), PENETRATIVE SEX ( Vaginal), UNPROTECTED SEX (Don't be stupid like Jungkook, please)].
A/n: This is unedited, no proof reading done.
*******
For the thousandth time this evening, you couldn't help but roll your eyes as you witnessed your boyfriend, once again, openly flirting with another girl in your presence. It wasn't as if he was unaware of your presence, and he wasn't doing it secretly behind your back either. He knew very well that you were right there, and the irony was that he was supposed to fetch you a drink when he stumbled upon a pair of boobs on the way.
'Baby, it will be fun,' he had said when he insisted on taking you to this party. Yet now, you found yourself sitting awkwardly on a filthy couch, uncomfortably witnessing two guys passionately making out while your so-called boyfriend indulged in flirting with the brunette, who had her hands all over his biceps. You could bet a million dollars that he was flexing them right now.
When you first met Jungkook in your college, he had the title of the biggest fuckboy of the campus and a snap score of 3 million, yes 3 million and if that's not the biggest red flag then what is? But despite the fuckboy behaviour he was a decent person. After trying (and succeeding) to get in your pants at the frat party you first met, he asked you out on a date. And of course you said yes. He gave you the full date experience, in fact it was one of the best dates you had in a while.
He took you to the movies and was respectful, keeping his hands to himself throughout the outing. During the date, he took care of you, ensuring you were well-fed and enjoyed yourself. Afterward, he even made the extra effort to drive you home in his own car, instead of that death ride he usually brings to college. He was so determined to show you that it wasn't just about sex that he didn't even insist on kissing you at your door, it was you who dragged him inside by his collar to fuck you senseless.
Jungkook surprised you, everyone else and himself when he asked you to be his girlfriend only after three dates. And he was really really sweet so you said yes. To show you how devoted he was to you and how he only had eyes for you he didn't even look at other girls let alone flirt with. But that only lasted for two months. Yes, once a fuckboy always a fuckboy. Although Jungkook remained faithful and never slept with anyone else or outright cheated on you, he still indulged in flirting and entertaining any other woman he found even remotely attractive.
Initially, you tried to dismiss it as harmless flirting, but as time went on, the situation became increasingly unbearable. The only thing preventing you from ending the relationship was the fact that he genuinely loved you. Jungkook proclaimed his love for you just three months into the relationship, whereas it took you more than six months to reciprocate those feelings.
You knew Jungkook loved you because he never failed to show you. God, the extremities that boy has gone to show you how much he loves you. One time he ran 12 miles to get to you because you sprained your ankle and was in the hospital and his car was stuck in traffic. Later he ended up fainting from exertion and you found yourself taking care of him instead. It was still really sweet gesture from him.
Once Jungkook managed to free himself from the other girl's company and arrived with a big smile and your favorite beer in hand, you promptly got up and headed towards the front door, leaving your boyfriend behind in confusion.
"Where are you going?" Jungkook asked, following you outside.
"Home." You were already ordering an uber.
"We are leaving already?"
"No, Jungkook. I am leaving already."
"But why? We were having fun."
"Again, no. You were having fun, I was just asked by two guys if I wanted to have a threesome."
"What guys?" Oh the hypocrisy.
"That's not the point JK," you finally snapped, turning to confront your boyfriend. "You're the one who dragged me to this pathetic party, and instead of being there with me, you spent 20 minutes flirting with some random chick."
"Baby, you know that was harmless."
"Again with that FUCKING EXCUSE."
"I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry, ok? You know I only have eyes for you. I don't even remember her name."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better? I'm leaving."
"Let me take you home, ok?"
"I already booked a ride."
"No, those things are dangerous at night. I'm not letting you leave in a cab," he insisted, without waiting for your reply he led you to the parking lot where his Harley was parked. Without any further protests, you let him firmly place your helmet on your head. Within just a month of dating, Jungkook had already arranged customised helmets for both of you as a couple. Though it might have seemed a bit tacky to some, it was his way of expressing a significant commitment, almost like a symbol of marriage in his eyes.
The ride was silent. Only him rubbing your thighs once in a while. You had time to think the whole ride. Contemplate every situation till now that has led up to this moment. Every time that he had flirted with other women and made you feel like shit, invisible. Every time he says 'oh but baby, at the end of the day I come back to you.' You have decided. You were done feeling like shit.
As the motorcycle came to a halt, you realized he had brought you to his place instead of your own. While you hadn't officially moved in together, it felt like you practically had, given the amount of time you spent there and the belongings you had at his place. The fact that he took you there didn't even surprise you; it was a place that felt like 'home' to both of you.
"Jungkook why'd you take me to your place. I said take me home."
"This is home, baby." He said helping you off his bike and taking off both of your helmets. "Let's just go upstairs and talk this out, then I'll make you cum and we'll go to sleep."
The short elevator ride to the upstairs apartment felt much longer, with neither of you uttering a word. As you entered and took off your jackets, you let out a sigh. The impending conversation was something you had been dreading, but you knew there was no other option; it had to be done. The atmosphere was heavy with tension as you prepared to address the issues that had been bothering you.
"Jungkook."
"Baby." He mocked your tone.
"Sit down." You pointed at the couch.
"Is this an intervention?" He asked with a grin.
"Just sit." He followed your order and stared at you with those big doe eyes that stopped you from breaking up with him until now. "I love this POV. Your tits look amazing."
"Jungkook, be serious."
"Why, do you keep calling me Jungkook. It's Koo and Baby for you."
Ignoring the comment you continued with your speech.
"Jungkook... I, I don't think this is working anymore." You said.
"What is not working? Baby, we're fine."
"No we're not. I've been waiting for you to grow out of this...fuckboy phase but it's been three years, Jungkook and you still haven't changed. It's even worse now."
"Come on, is this about Ally?"
"So you do remember her name."
"Does it matter? It was just some harmless flirting, I swear. I even told her I have a girlfriend."
"Oh, I'm so flattered," you retorted, the sarcasm evident in your voice, which seemed to annoy him slightly. Your frustration and displeasure were clear, as you couldn't overlook the impact of his behavior on your feelings.
"Look, what am I supposed to do? Stop talking to women? Is that what you want?"
"Oh my god, do you not see?" you exclaimed, your emotions pouring out. "You entertain them and flirt with them, and it makes me feel terrible, Jungkook. I'm your girlfriend, yet you don't even bother to introduce me to these women. And you call it harmless flirting? What about this?" You pulled out a piece of paper from his front pocket, confronting him with evidence of his actions.
"I had no idea she slipped it in my pocket."
"I saw you take it from her."
"But I was not going to call. I swear, baby. You know I would never. I only took that so-"
"So what? So she would wait around the whole night for you to call? That's even worse."
"Babe, look. I'm sorry. I'll do anything you want me to do. I made a mistake and I won't do it again, I promise. I swear on it."
"You don't have to. You can call her if you want to. We are done here," you declared firmly, your decision made. His eyes widened in response to your decisive words, realizing the gravity of the situation.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that I'm breaking up with you, Jungkook. It's just not working for me anymore. I'm so tired of your behavior," you expressed with a heavy heart. He was now on his knees before you, tears welling up in his eyes but not yet streaming down his cheeks. Despite the pain, you knew that ending the relationship was the best decision for your well-being and emotional health.
"No no, baby, no. We are not breaking up."
"No. Jungkook we're done."
"No."
"What do you mean no? This is not how it works."
"I'll be better, ok? I promise. Please don't break up with me. I can't live without you. Please. I'll do anything you want. I'll prove it to you." The tears were falling down now. And as much as it hurt to watch him cry you were going to stand firm on your decision. "Let me make it up to you, baby. Please." When his shaking lips made contact with yours you couldn't push him away. One last time wouldn't hurt right? Maybe you'll give him this one last time. God knows he needed this. You needed this.
So you let him. Didn't stop him when he picked you up and took you to yo- his bedroom, Laid you down on his bed, undressed you. You didn't stop him when he kissed down your body, brought you to your high with his mouth. You let him love you one last time.
******
Breaking up with Jungkook had been difficult, and it's been a week since then. The impact of the breakup weighed heavily on you as well, despite your decision being the right one. You cared deeply for him, though maybe not to the same extreme extent as he did for you, it seemed his love for you bordered on being overly intense and possibly unhealthy.
The breakup had also left you feeling deeply saddened and missing him greatly. However, the impact on Jungkook was even more profound, and describing it as devastating would be an understatement. The next day, as you began getting ready to leave, you noticed Jungkook gazing at you with a lost and vulnerable expression, like a bewildered bunny. It was heartbreaking to witness, and you had to gently remind him that you had broken up with him the night before. The pain of the breakup was evident in his eyes, and it made the situation even more challenging for both of you.
"But, baby we had sex."
"Sex doesn't fix everything, Jungkook. I'm still breaking up with you. It was goodbye sex."
Jungkook was frantic when he realised you were serious about the breakup. Begged you to stay but you had already made up your mind.
Seeing the overwhelming number of missed calls and text messages from your ex-boyfriend, you let out a sigh. Despite the breakup, he was persistently trying to reach out to you, with all the messages saying almost the same thing. While you believed that blocking someone was immature and didn't want to stoop to that level, his relentless badgering was becoming too much to handle. If he continued this behavior, you might eventually have no choice but to block him on your contacts and social media platforms.
As your phone blared for the 58th time, your coworkers shot glares in your direction, clearly annoyed by the constant interruptions. Feeling apologetic, you flashed them a smile and finally picked up the phone.
"I swear to god, Jungkook. I will block you if you don't stop calling me."
"Baby-"
"No, Jungkook. No baby. We broke up remember?"
"You broke up with me, I never accepted it. You're still my baby."
"Jungkook I'm serious. Stop calling me. I will block you."
"You won't."
"Try me."
"Come outside?"
"What? Kook, I'm not home."
"I know. I'm outside your office. They won't let me in."
"Yes I told them not to. What are you doing here? Jungkook you have a job too, you know that right?"
"I know. But it's not important right now."
"Not important right now? That's your only source of income." You reminded him, resting your forehead on your hand.
"I don't care. What will I do with the money if you're not with me?"
"Pay your bills?"
"Come outside. I wanna see you."
"I can't. I already had my lunch break. Look, Jungkook, just go back home, ok? Don't do this to yourself. I'm hanging up. Don't call me again or I will block you." You ended the call without waiting for a reply, and the calls finally stopped, but the messages persisted. Deciding it was necessary for your peace of mind, you muted his contact to temporarily shield yourself from the continuous messages.
It was 4 hours later you were exiting the office building with your coworkers when one of them pointed something out.
"Is that Jungkook?" Sherry said and you turned your attention to where she was pointing, and to your surprise, there was Jungkook sitting on one of the benches just outside the building. He stood up with a hopeful smile and waved at you as you approached. His unexpected appearance caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions at seeing him again after the breakup.
"You guys go. I'll talk to him."
As your coworkers questioned if you were okay, you gave a simple nod to reassure them. However, you couldn't hide the glare in your eyes as Jungkook approached you. The mix of emotions inside you was evident, but you tried your best to maintain composure in front of your colleagues.
"What are you still doing here, Kook?"
"Well you told me not to call you again and your guard wouldn't let me in so I had no other option."
"Yes you did. You had the option to go home."
"But I wanted to see you." Oh god it was frustrating. You are not even surprised that he's acting like a child. He has always been like this, nagging and pestering until you give him what he wants. You are actually more surprised by the fact that he waited a whole week before showing up at your workplace.
"So what you just wait here for 4 hours?"
"No .. 8 hours. I've been here since morning."
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"
"No. Ask your guards. We are friends now." You closed your eyes to calm yourself.
You spoke with concern in your voice, realizing that Jungkook's actions were not healthy for him. "Jungkook, this is not healthy… Why are you doing this to yourself?" you asked, genuinely worried about the toll the breakup was taking on him. You understood that he was struggling with the situation, but his continuous attempts to contact you were not helping anybody.
"Baby, I'll do anything to prove to you that I want you back."
You expressed firmly, "That's not going to change anything. We are not getting back together." You reiterated your stance, hoping he would come to accept it and eventually find a way to move forward.
"You're saying that now."
"No. My answer is not going to change." He looked unconvinced. "At least tell me you ate something?" a small smile crept across your face as you heard his stomach loudly grumble in response to your question. You decided to set aside your differences momentarily and focus on making sure he was okay in the present moment.
"You still care about me?" Of course you still cared about him. You didn't break up with him because you don't love him anymore, you broke up because he was an asshole and you realised he was never going to change. And you have to keep reminding yourself that. He's never going to change.
"Where's your bike?"
"I didn't bring it. I don't like riding without you holding me."
"Did you bring your car at least?"
"I walked."
"You walked?"
"I figured that when you come back to me, we'd have to deal with the hassle of taking both of our cars back home and riding separately, which I didn't want to go through. So, I decided to walk instead."
"You're unbelievable." He just smiled at you as if it was a compliment. All you wanted was to go home, miss him to death and cry yourself to sleep while holding his old shirt. Was it too much to ask?
His stomach grumbled again. As if asking you to feed him. Jungkook knew he was not only torturing himself but you as well. Was this his strategy? Annoy you back in his arms?
"Fine. Let's go?"
"Are you taking me home?"
"No. I'm taking you to eat something."
"Then you're taking me home so I can fuck some sense into you and we can get past this?"
"You know what? I'm leaving. Die starving."
"No I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please feed me."
Despite your current feelings of frustration and hurt towards Jungkook, you chose to bring him to your home that night. It wasn't for any romantic reasons or to give in to his demands. Instead, you prepared a home-cooked meal for him, knowing that he likely hadn't been eating well, surviving on ramen, cereal, and a whole lot of alcohol. And you couldn't let him go to sleep hungry, so you set aside your emotions and cared for him, making sure he had a satisfying and enjoyable meal.
*******
"You know you can't take him back right? He's very toxic for you."
On that Sunday evening, you and your best friend, Jimin, had a movie night planned to lift your spirits. The hot topic of discussion was none other than Jeon Jungkook. Unlike the rest of your friends from college who always cheered for your relationship with Jungkook, Jimin was the only one who never rooted for you two. He had always expressed his concerns about Jungkook, labeling him as toxic, and reminding you that you deserved better. Back in college, you used to get upset with him, feeling he was always negative. Ironically, as time passed, you realized that Jimin was the only one who consistently stuck by your side, while your other friends became distant.
"I know I know. But you should have seen his face, Jimin. I felt like I kicked a puppy."
"So you just took him back to your place?"
"Only to feed him, I kicked him out after, I swear."
"Really?" Jimin asked, keenly observing the guilty expression on your face. He had an uncanny ability to detect when you were lying, almost like a human lie detector. You knew you couldn't hide anything from him, and in this moment, you couldn't escape his discerning gaze.
"Ok, fine, He did stay longer than I initially said," you admitted, knowing that Jimin could see through your attempt to hide the whole truth. His raised eyebrow made it clear that he was onto you. You confessed, knowing you couldn't keep anything from your perceptive friend. "We might have had sex on the kitchen counter... And the couch... And my bedroom. But I swear that's it. I'm not lying, I kicked him out and told him it was a mistake right after. Didn't even wait till morning."
The way Jimin said your name almost made you hide out of shame. "You can't retaliate. What happened to 'we are never getting back together'? Taylor Swift will be very disappointed in you."
"I know. I know, it was wrong. It was just a moment of weakness. I swear to god it won't happen again."
Feeling guilty and conflicted after Jungkook left, you realized he might have misunderstood, thinking there was still a chance but you were still determined to not give him another one. You knew you shouldn't have done what you did that night but God did it feel good. You knew for a fact that Jungkook had already ruined you sexually for any other men or your hands or even your vibrator. You tried doing it three times after breaking up with him but not once could you bring yourself to orgasm. You just gave up after the third time, just accepted the fact that you're not going to have an orgasm ever again. People live without having orgasms right?
That is why, when Jungkook stood so close to you last night, your body seemed to betray your intentions, and you found it hard to resist him. The lingering emotions and history between you both created a pull that was difficult to ignore.
As you cleaned up the kitchen after feeding Jungkook, you hoped he would leave soon. Knowing his tendencies, you knew he would try to sneak into your bed if you went to sleep while he was still there. So, you waited for the right moment to gather enough courage to kick him out. However, Jungkook had different plans in mind. Sneaking up behind you, he cornered you against the kitchen island, catching you by surprise. The close proximity left you heavy breathed and questioning your own decision.
In the heat of the moment, everything felt like a blur, and you couldn't recall who initiated the first move or who kissed whom first. It all happened so quickly. One second he was thanking you for the dinner, and the next, he was kissing you passionately, pulling you into the moment so deeply that you momentarily forgot about the complexities of your situation. You only remember how you were so desperate that neither of you even bothered undressing completely before he thrusted deep into you on that kitchen counter. You only remember cumming as he carried you to the couch and you rode him there. You only remember him slowly laying you down on your bed and making love to you.
"You're right, Jimin. I need to be stronger. I can't let him get to me like this. You know what? Next time, I'm not even going to look at his way if he shows up."
"Yes, that's the spirit. Ignore him like all those times he ignored you while flirting with that girl from the boba place." The expression of your face immediately turned sour after hearing his words. "I'm sorry. Too soon?" You only nodded in response.
"I can't believe I kept giving him chances after chances for so long. I should've listened to you in the first place; guys like Jungkook never change," you admitted, feeling regretful for not heeding Jimin's advice earlier. Reflecting on the past, you realized that you had been hopeful that Jungkook would change, but now you understood that some people's behaviors remain consistent despite the chances they are given.
"It's still not too late." As if on cue, there were a series of knocks on your front door, and you knew all too well who it was. The familiarity of Jungkook's knocking left you feeling a mix of emotions. Gosh, was it pathetic that you could tell Jungkook from the way he knocks? "Did you order something?" Jimin asked, raising an eyebrow as he noticed the look on your face.
"No. It's Jungkook."
"How do you know."
"I know." The knocks grew more impatient.
"Should we not open the door?"
"No. Let's ignore him." You said turning up the volume of your tv.
"Baby, did you change the locks? My key's not working." Instead of asking Jungkook to give back your keys you had settled for the less agonizing option and got your locks changed.
"Let's just pretend that we're not home," you suggested to your best friend. Hoping to avoid any confrontation, you both waited until the knocks finally stopped after what seemed like five minutes. Relieved, you thought your plan had worked, and you both resumed watching the movie. Unbeknownst to you, your ex-boyfriend had other plans and was determined to come inside some other way if you didn't let him in.
Jungkook had never been one to give up easily, whether it was in sports, academics, or winning back his girlfriend. He was determined to do whatever it took to have you back in his arms. Realizing his mistakes, he was now ready to redeem himself. Jungkook had heard about grand romantic gestures that people used to prove their love, and he was determined to do the same for you. Some people run through airports to stop the love of their life, while others write a hundred letters to confess their love. In Jungkook's case, he was willing to risk his life and climb seven floors to reach you, showing the depth of his determination to make things right.
Both you and Jimin were startled as the silence was broken by loud knocks on your bedroom window. The sudden sound startled both you and Jimin as you looked at each other thinking the other might have the answer.
"Is that-?" Jimin couldn't even finish his sentence before you swiftly got up and ran towards your bedroom. It was indeed Jungkook hanging outside your bedroom window.
"Oh my god, Jungkook, are you fucking kidding me?" You quickly opened the windows, concerned that he might fall and get seriously hurt. Jimin followed you to your bedroom and raised his eyebrows at the scene in front of him. You were screaming at Jungkook while he tried to explain himself, hanging from the window.
"This is what I've always been talking about," you continued in frustration, "You always act like a fucking child, doing ridiculous things to get your way. It's just ridiculous. You can't always get whatever you want by pulling stunts like this. You could seriously get injured, you seem to have no regard for yourself or anyone else. I'm so fuc-"
"Dude, what the hell are you doing?"
"None of your business. I want to talk to my girlfriend."
"Ex girlfriend."
"I said none of your business."
"Seriously, what the hell are you doing?" This time it was you asking, exasperated, as Jungkook continued to hang from the flimsy pipe outside your window. The precarious situation he put himself in only added to your frustration and concern.
"You weren't opening the door, what was I supposed to do?"
"NOT CLIMB UP THE FUCKING WALL LIKE A CREEP?"
"Can I please come in now? I don't think I can hold on to this pipe much longer." You and Jimin quickly helped the boy inside.
"Chim, can you please wait outside? I need to talk to him," you requested, and Jimin obliged, but not before warning Jungkook not to try anything or he would kick his ass. Jimin might have been smaller than your ex in size but damn that man can fight. With Jimin gone, you turned your attention back to Jungkook, ready to confront him about his reckless behavior and demand some answers.
"Care to explain yourself?"
"Baby, I miss you. So fucking much. You have no idea."
"This is insane. You have to know you're crossing a line, Jungkook. Not only are you acting like a fucking child, you're also putting your own life in danger."
"I know, I know I'm acting crazy. But how else do I show you how much you mean to me."
"Jungkook, if I meant to you that much you wouldn't make me feel like a shit in the first place."
"And I am sorry about that. I promise to be better, I wouldn't look at another woman ever again."
"Do you realize how many times we've had this conversation? It's too many, Jungkook," you expressed, "You always say the same things, but then you repeat the same mistakes all over again. I can't keep going back to you; it's just not healthy for either of us," you firmly stated, making it clear that you were determined to break this cycle and move on from the relationship.
"Baby, pl-" he walked closer to you only for you to back away.
"And you need to stop acting like this. You can't always act on impulse, you could've seriously hurt yourself."
"It's nothing. It's not that high anyway."
"It's seven floors."
"Actually, 8. I miscalculated, and well, you might wanna avoid Mrs. Katz for a while," Jungkook admitted with a hint of amusement in his voice. Despite the seriousness of the situation, you couldn't help but laugh a little at his confession. Oh how much he had missed your laugh, he has always told you that you have the most beautiful laugh he has ever heard and to go without hearing it for more than a week? It's just torture.
"You have to leave."
"At least let-"
"No. Jungkook please, I can't do this. Not right now. You have to go," you said running your hands through your hair. "I miss you too, I really do. You have to understand that this is hard for me as well. And you doing all these things is not making anything easier. So please, for me, just leave." A single drop of tear fell down your left eye, you didn't have it in you anymore to back away as he walked toward you.
"Fine, I'll go now. But I won't stop," he declared, stopping right in front of you. "I won't stop until you realize that you're the one that I want. I won't stop until I convince you that you're the one for me, and I love you more than anything in this world. I'm not giving up on you, on us, baby. I don't care how long it takes, I'll beg you every day if I have to, but I won't stop until you come back to me."
His words were sincere, and you could see the determination in his eyes. A part of you desperately wanted to give in, to feel his embrace again, but you were also afraid. Afraid of going through the same cycle, afraid of getting hurt again. The conflict between your heart and mind was tearing you apart as you stood there, facing the man you still loved, but uncertain of what to do next.
He leaned closer, and you instinctively closed your eyes, expecting a kiss, but instead, you felt a light brush of his lips against your forehead. His touch was gentle, his thumbs wiping away your tears, and his lips seemingly kissing the tension away. He stayed like that for a few seconds, leaving you with mixed emotions as he showered you with affection. And with that, he left, not sparing a glance at the man in your living room. As he walked away, you couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions, torn between the love you still held for him and the need to protect yourself from potential heartache.
Like a good friend, Park Jimin didn't ask you any questions. He simply held you close, providing a comforting embrace as you sniffed against his chest all night.
*******
It's been almost a week since that conversation you had with Jungkook in your bedroom, and it's now apparent that you have a stalker. He's been following you around like a lost puppy for the better part of the week. At first, it was annoying, and you had frequent arguments with him about his behavior. But as the days passed, you've grown somewhat accustomed to his presence. Now, you mostly ignore him as he follows you around the city, giving him only the occasional side-eye before continuing with your daily routine.
Jungkook's constant presence has become both annoying and puzzling. You're not sure how he manages to track your every move or who leaked your information to him, but he seems to be everywhere. If you were riding the subway he was there sitting across you, if you were in a bar with your friends he was there scaring away all the guys that approached you, even when you were on office lunches he was sitting two tables away smiling at you. If it was anyone else it would have been creepy and you would hand them to the police but with Jungkook, sure it was annoying but also... Cute?
Sometimes he approaches you to say something or brings you flowers, while other times he simply waves at you from a distance or quietly observes you while you talk to your friends at a restaurant, much like he is doing now.
"Not to alarm you or anything but there's a really really hot but kinda creepy guy has been following us for 20 minutes now, I'm guessing more but I have only noticed him for 20," Mia was new in the city and in your office, she was also one of your only colleagues who has never seen Jungkook or didn't know who he was. Today you have taken Mia out for lunch and to show her around the city like she so politely asked you a few days ago.
"Don't look right now, but he's standing across the street, and he's looking right at you," Mia whispered, her tone laced with concern. "Should we lead him to the police station?"
Her words of concern brought a chuckle from you, which seemed to confuse Mia. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on you, as Jungkook's persistent presence had become a bizarre and somewhat amusing part of your daily life. While Mia saw him as a potential threat, you couldn't help but find his actions, however creepy they might be, somewhat endearing. You assured Mia that you could handle the situation and that there was no need to involve the police.
You turned around to see Jungkook holding a roughly wrapped bundle of sunflowers and waving at you as soon as your eyes met. Of course you didn't bother to wave back.
"Don't worry, he's... he's harmless."
"Do you know that guy?"
"Yeah... Well it wouldn't sound very good if I say it. He's my ex boyfriend."
"Oh my god. Is he stalking you? Shouldn't you report him or something?"
"Oh no, no. Like I said, Jungkook is very harmless. To others… Very harmful for himself, though," you added with a mix of concern and amusement as Jungkook clumsily ran to cross the street, narrowly avoiding getting hit by a car in the process.
As you and Mia continued walking, she looked back and forth between you and Jungkook, clearly unsure of how to react in this unusual situation. You could understand her confusion, as dealing with Jungkook's persistent presence was not something you had ever expected to be a part of your daily routine.
Jungkook finally spoke up when he got closer, saying, "I know you saw me."
"Then you must know that I'm ignoring you."
"You look gorgeous." The simple compliment caused a blush to creep up from your neck, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter of warmth in response to Jungkook's words.
"I know."
"Babe, talk to me. Then I won't bother you the whole day. I promise." Jungkook's plea made you stop in your tracks, and even the girl beside you seemed surprised by your response, as you decided to give him a moment to talk.
"Fine. Talk," you said, crossing your arms over your chest, clearly signaling your skepticism but still willing to hear him out.
"Uhhh..." Jungkook hesitated, caught off guard by your willingness to listen. He struggled to find the right words, unsure of what to say beyond the usual apologies and expressions of missing you.
"These are for you." He said offering you the sunflowers. "You love them."
"You remember that?" It was surprising honestly, you weren't expecting Jungkook to remember some minute detail you mentioned in the passing.
What's more surprising is that Jungkook's eyes not once has drifted to the girl standing awkwardly beside you. To simply say that Mia was beautiful would be the understatement of the century. She was one of the most gorgeous women you've ever laid eyes on and had the body of a goddess. Honestly she made you doubt your sexuality for a second so the fact that Jungkook didn't even spare a glance at her was really surprising. Probably because he knows you'd be watching him like a hawk if he did but still, it's progress right?
"I do."
"By the way, this is Mia. My new colleague. Mia, this is Jungkook, my boyfrie...ex-boyfriend," you corrected yourself, catching Jungkook's reaction as his face seemed to brighten momentarily at your slip.
"I would say nice to meet you if you weren't being creepy and stalking us."
"He wasn't stalking us," you said, feeling a sudden urge to defend Jungkook, even though you were trying to keep your distance from him. "Stalking is a form of harassment, and I do not feel even slightly harassed by this man. He knows me and he wanted to talk to me, so he followed me here. You have no right to call him a stalker." Both Jungkook and Mia seemed taken aback by your strong defense of him.
"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't know-"
"It's okay. Actually, there's the restaurant. I already made a reservation under my name. You should go in; I'll catch up with you in a sec," you said and Mia gave you a polite smile before walking towards the restaurant. As she left, you turned back to Jungkook and noticed his gaze fixed on you. There was no ogling of her ass as she walked away. Progress, you thought to yourself.
"What are you smiling at?"
"I love you." He said giving you those lovestruck puppy eyes.
"Shut up."
"You really do look gorgeous today," Jungkook said, and you couldn't help but look down at your simple outfit—a plain beige shirt and brown work pants. He thinks you look gorgeous in this boring ass outfit? You didn't think there was anything special about it. "You really do," he insisted. "I'm not just saying it to kiss up to you."
"What do you wanted to talk about?" you asked, brushing off his compliment and getting back to the point.
"You left some stuff at the apartment. They seem important. If you want I can bring them back to your place... or you can come by. Anytime." Your heart did drop a little. He wants you to pick your stuff up from his apartment? What happened to I'll try as long as it takes? Sure you're planning on getting those back anyway but hearing him say that... hurts a little.
"I can come pick them up. If you're around tonight. I'll also bring your key, I still have it." Why did saying it felt so official?
"Yeah cool..."
*******
Oh god it was so not cool. Jungkook was freaking the fuck out. The reality was sinking in, and it was not cool at all. You were going to pick up your stuff, and it felt like the official end was approaching. Until now, it felt like a temporary fight, where he could apologize and you'd come back to him. But now, it felt like a real breakup, and it was hitting him hard.
"Why the fuck did I have to say that? WHY THE FUCK? I'm such a fucking tool. I could have said anything, literally anything and what did I say? Pick your stuff up from my apartment. Why the fuck didn't I just get hit by that damn car instead?"
"Kook, calm down."
"What the fuck you mean calm down? She's gonna be here in two hours or something and she's gonna take the last pieces of her from this apartment and my miserable life and then she's gonna move on while I'll probably die alone because I can't ever love anybody as much as I love her." By the end of his rant all three of his hyungs were looking at him with mouth hung open.
"Bro, you've got issues."
"You think?" Jungkook sarcastically asked as he paused his pacing around the living room for a moment. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok, Jungkook's best friends, were gathered around him in the living room as the youngest ranted to them for an hour. Jungkook had called them as soon as he got back to his apartment, seeking their help to salvage the remaining pieces of his love life. True to their friendship, they all showed up within an hour. However, so far, none of them had been even slightly helpful, and Jungkook was now two bottles of wine down.
"Here's an idea," Hoseok offered. "Don't open the door when she comes here, she's gonna think you invited her and forgot, hence she can't take her stuff." All three men looked at Hoseok.
"Yes, Kook. And punch her dog while you're at it." Namjoon scoffed.
"At least I'm giving some advice. You guys are useless."
"Yes, Hobi hyung. And I appreciate that. But she already has a key she's just gonna get in and take her stuff and leave."
Yoongi finally broke his silence, offering his perspective. "You know what, JK? If she can't already see the efforts, maybe she's not worth it. You already spent a week following her around like a puppy, and she doesn't have the decency to acknowledge your efforts?" His words held a hint of frustration, clearly disappointed in your lack of response to Jungkook's attempts to win you back.
"She has every right to be mad at me. I was a horrible boyfriend. A week is nothing, even if it takes a year I'm still gonna try to do everything I can. And what efforts? All I've done is stalk her around, probably even made her uncomfortable."
"I agree with Yoongi, Jungkook. Maybe it's a sign that you should consider moving on," Namjoon gently suggested, feeling sympathy for his young friend. He had never seen Jungkook so frustrated and heartbroken before; usually, he has always been the life of the party, bringing joy to everyone around him. Witnessing him like this was truly disheartening.
"No, you guys don't understand. I love her. You know why I was always carefree about the future? Because I always knew it was her, I don't care what I do or what I am as long as its with her. She's it for me and I want her by my side for my whole life. I want to be hers more than I want to be anything. I want children, I want a dog, I want a marriage, I want everything with her and if she's not in the future I don't know what I am anymore. I don't know who I am without her." Jungkook's monologue has left everyone speechless and in awe.
"Dude you wanna get married? I never pegged you to be the one to get married?"
"Not right away but in the future, yes. Only if it's to her tho. I don't want anyone else."
"Wow... Never thought Jeon Jungkook would have children in his future." Yoongi knew him the longest and all through his fuckboy phase so it was hardest to digest for Yoongi.
"Well not anymore. The mother of my children wants a divorce."
"Did you say all that to her?" asked Namjoon.
"What?"
"That little speech you just gave? Does she know all that?"
"No... I guess we never got to talk about all those things. I realised all this after the break up anyway."
"Then tell her. Tell her everything you just said, exactly how you said it."
It was easier said than done. You arrived with a knock on his door an hour after the boys left. An hour which Jungkook spent cleaning every surface of his apartment so you wouldn't notice how pathetic his life has gotten after you left.
Upon seeing you walk into his apartment, Jungkook's mouth went dry. He couldn't help but notice how effortlessly beautiful you looked, even in the simplest of outfits. He still has no idea how you manage to look so beautiful in the dullest outfits ever. Your dress modestly covered your legs, and your top had a conservative neckline, not even a hint of cleavage was seen yet you still managed to radiate a captivating charm.
You were also wearing little to no makeup. He did not want to be one of those boyfriends who bragged about their girlfriends looking pretty without makeup but if it was a compitition he'd win. If situations was different he would have made a joke about you going to the church but he stops himself.
"You want some wine?" Jungkook asked.
"Sure. Did you clean the place?"
"Uh...oh yeah. Just a little." He replied pouring wine in two glasses and brought them out to you. You had to mentally remind yourself that this wasn't a romantic date; you were just here to pick up your belongings. Being back in his apartment after such a long time stirred up mixed emotions, and you couldn't help but feel your heart racing.
You took a sip of the wine, only to find it tasted terrible, and you immediately spit it out, making a disgusted face.
"Oh my god, is this the wine we tried making at home?"
"Yes."
"It's awful," you said, both of you bursting into laughter. "Oh my god, why do you still have this? Throw it out, it's literally trash."
"Nah… I like it sometimes… it goes well with that cheese you tried making," he said with a playful grin, recalling a failed culinary experiment from your past. The two of you shared a knowing look, the memories of your shared moments flooding back.
"Noooo that's disgusting... I can't believe you still eat that." You continued laughing. Ok focus, you're not here to have fun.
"Only sometimes... when I miss you." He said and your laughs stopped. "Baby I-"
"So? Where is all my thing?" You ask, completely ignoring the nickname.
"I'm sorry I didn't pack anything." Because I don't want to let you go. "Some of your clothes are still in the laundry room. We can start there." You headed to the compact laundry room, which was conveniently connected to his bathroom. Jungkook trailed behind you in silence as you began sifting through the sizable laundry baskets, searching for your clothes among the various items.
The atmosphere was a mix of awkwardness and nostalgia. Memories of the times you spent together flooded your mind as you touched the familiar fabrics. You tried your best to focus on the task at hand and not get lost in emotions that might cloud your judgment.
"Koo, you mixed up the dirty and clean basket again," you said, using the old nickname almost instinctively. Jungkook's ears perked up, and he couldn't help but notice the fondness in your voice as you gently pointed out his little mistake.
"Did I?"
"Yeah. Blue one is for the dirty laundry, and the white one is for the washed clothes. You mixed them all up, and now you'll have to wash 'em again," you said, teasingly holding up a definitely used Calvin Klein underwear from the clean laundry basket. It felt oddly domestic, and a sense of nostalgia washed over you. Part of you wanted to spend a little more time just doing this with him, the way you used to when you were together.
"Did you try washing my clothes?" You asked picking up your white, well now pink t shirt with your hands.
"I wanted to do something nice."
"That's sweet of you, but there's a reason I told you not to do the laundries. I do the laundries and you do…" You paused, catching yourself before you continued talking as if you were still a couple. It was a slip, and you needed to remind yourself of the reality. You were here to pack your clothes and leave, not to discuss how to divide chores between couples.
"Well you're not here anymore. So I do the laundries and I do the dishes."
"Right... I'll seperate my clothes and then pack them." As you started sorting through the clothes, memories flooded back when your hands grabbed a certain grey t-shirt. Tears welled up in your eyes, that t-shirt held significant meaning in your relationship. It was the first time you stayed at Jungkook's place, and he had given you that t-shirt to wear. You loved it so fucking much that you still wore it often. It represented a sweet and intimate moment between the two of you. Despite the emotions it stirred, you simply placed the t-shirt in his pile of clothes.
"What are you doing? That's your t shirt." He picked it up to put it back in your pile.
"No, it's yours."
"Yes but I gave it to you because you love it."
"Well we're not a couple anymore so I'm giving it back. How are we supposed to move on if-"
"Why are you so fixated on that?"
"On what?"
"On moving on." This was the first time after the break up you were seeing a glimmer of anger in Jungkook's eyes as he walked around the counter to come to your side.
"Well we have to move on, don't we? We can't keep living in the past."
"It's not the past yet. I still love you and you still love me. And don't you fucking say that you don't. Because you do."
"Well it doesn't matter. Love is not enough to work a relationship, Jungkook. We are not compatible."
"And who decided that? You? You suddenly know everything about compatibility?"
"Can't you see? We are fucking fighting over a fucking t shirt."
"No it's not about a t-shirt, we are fighting over the fact that you're giving up on our 3 years relationship so easily like it meant nothing to you."
"Easily? Do you think any of this is easy for me, Jungkook? Do you think I just want to fucking break your heart because I just want to give up? Do you have any idea how much courage it took for me to fucking walk into this apartment just to walk out for your life?"
"Well you could have fooled me. It sure as hell look like you don't give a flying fuck about us right now?"
"I don't give a fuck? How dare you say that? I have given the most fucks about this relationship out of the two of us." Your voices raised in intensity as you found yourselves in close proximity, chests nearly touching, and only a few inches of space between your faces. Despite the heated argument, you couldn't help but notice how his chest was heaving from all the emotions, and how strikingly handsome he looked tonight.
Jungkook was so angry that he had no idea what he was saying anymore. He was just venting his frustration and shouting whatever came to mind in the heat of the moment. But your mind had drifted away from deciphering his words. Instead, you found yourself fixated on his lips, the way the little freckle moved up and down with his lips, and how his hands gestured frantically as he tried to make his point. The intensity of the moment seemed to fade away, and you were lost in the small details that had once been so familiar to you.
"You know what? You're such a hypocrite. You've nagged me all this time for not making efforts, and now you don't even acknowledge any of them. Do you have any idea how cruel you are-?" Unlike last time, this time you remember who made the first move. You took him by surprise, grabbing his gray hoodie to pull him closer. It was you who pulled him down and pressed his lips against your own. The kiss was intense, filled with a mixture of frustration, love, and longing. In that moment, all the pent-up emotions seemed to find release, and you found yourself melting into each other's embrace, at least for a brief moment.
Jungkook doesn't know what the hell took over you, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining. No. It only took him a mere second to acknowledge the situation, but once he did, his arms were already around your waist, pulling you closer than physically possible. The intensity of the moment, the rush of emotions, it all felt overwhelming and right at the same time. The world seemed to fade away as you both embraced, holding on tightly to each other as if afraid to let go. It was a moment of surrender, a moment of pure vulnerability, and for that moment, everything else ceased to exist.
The silent laundry room filled up with the sound of lips smacking each other. And both of you trying to breath between your kisses. Kissing Jungkook has always been a treat in itself, you have had your fair share of lovers before Jungkook but none of them had ever kissed you like he did. Kissing with them was always sort of a task that you would have to go through until both of your clothes were off but not with him. With him kissing itself was such an amazing experience, you could and you had spent hours just kissing those lips, that's how good of a kisser Jungkook was.
Jungkook didn't only kiss with his lips; he kissed with his whole body. His hands explored every inch of your skin that was available to him. One hand was tracing the curve of your hips while the other moved up your back, sending shivers down your spine. The gentle squeeze of his hand on your ass elicited soft moans from you, and you felt your body responding to his touch in all the ways it used to when you were together. The physical connection between you two was undeniable, and it was as if no time had passed since your last intimate encounter.
Without breaking your kisses for a second, Jungkook swiftly picked you up and placed you on the counter, not caring that the laundry baskets fell to the floor. The kisses became more desperate and fervent, his tongue demanding authority inside your mouth. It was as if all the pent-up emotions and desires from the past week were being unleashed in this passionate moment, and neither of you could resist the pull of each other's lips and bodies.
"Wait, wait," You pulled away, panting with droopy eyes from the intensity of the moment. Your small hands gently pushed against his chest when he tried to lean in again. "What are we doing?" you asked, seeking clarity amidst the intoxicating rush of emotions and desire.
"I think, I think we are making out."
"No I mean... I'm not here to do this. This is not right."
"Who cares?" Jungkook shrugged, capturing your lips in another kiss. One much shorter than the previous.
"I do."
"Do you want this?"
"I do...but-" you were cut off by his plump lips.
"Let's talk about it later then... I miss you."
"I miss you too," you whispered, giving in to the overwhelming emotions and desires that filled the air between you both. With those words, you granted Jungkook the permission he needed to take things further. In that moment, you embraced the vulnerability of being human, unable to resist the pull of his charm and the way his body ignited your own.
His hands eagerly roamed along your back, searching for the zipper that must be hidden somewhere on the dress. His touch sent shivers down your spine, and your breath hitched as you felt his fingers deftly find the zipper's pull. The anticipation of what was to come next filled the air, and time seemed to slow down as he slowly, teasingly, pulled the zipper down.
"How was the meeting with the reverend?" He finally made the joke he had been dying to say all evening, making you smack his chest slightly
"Shut up. I thought if I didn't look hot, I'd make it easy on you." you playfully responded, justifying your choice of the dark green dress that covered most of your body.
"Are you kidding me? You can never not look hot. You are feeding my sexy liberarian fantasies." Ignoring his comment you started unzipping his gray hoodie revealing the white wife beater underneath.
"Meals you can skip, gym you can't?" You commented admiring the muscles adorning his shoulders chest and biceps. You shivered when his hand suddenly reached under your dress to caress your bare thighs. Close to your core which you were sure was practically drenched now.
"Can I take this off?" All you could do was nod in response and he ripped your dress off of you in mere seconds. "Gosh, baby, you're so beautiful." Jungkook whispered looking at your mismatched pair of cotton underwear. "Look at you... dripping already. You got this wet just with my kisses?" You shook your head in agreement as he gaped at your clothed pussy. A very noticeable and big patch of wetness covering your panties right at the centre. "I missed playing with your pussy so much. Did it miss me too, Baby?" Once again all you could do was nod when his fingers slowly started tracing shape on your clit. "Words, sweetheart."
"Yes... it missed you. Please do something, Koo." The way you mewled out the words sent blood rushing towards his already hard cock. That was all the encouragement he needed to push your panties to the side. His face lit up at the sight of your dewy folds. Slick dripping between the slit.
"What do you want first?"
"Fingers. I want your fingers." Jungkook quickly moved to take off his rings but you stopped him. "Fuck me with them." Jungkook almost came at your words, you never told him before that you liked getting off with his rings.
"You like the cold metal?" You couldn't answer the question as he started playing with the bundle of nerves, pinching it occasionally. All your words turned into whimpers. "Look your pussy baby. Begging of my fingers." He smirked before slowly entering your folds with his middle fingers.
"Ah... baby." You shakily reach out with your hand to bring his face near your chest. He seemed to understand the assignment as he quickly started nibbling at the skin of your breast, pulling down the cups to release your nipples which were now hard like pebbles.
Jungkook had a way of eliciting reactions from you as if it were the first time every time, despite having experienced it countless times over the past three years. It amazed you how he could still have such an impact on you after all this time.
"I missed having your tits on my face." Jungkook murmured before quickly taking one in his mouth. You moaned out incoherent words when his ring finger joined his middle finger inside your cunt. Thumb rubbing slow circles on your clit. Your hands found solace in Jungkook's hair as he continued leaving kisses all across your chest.
You let out a tiny whimper in protest when his fingers pulled out from you. He brought them up to his lips and gave them a suck, eyes looking deeply in your half closed once.
"Shhh don't worry, baby. I just want more access." You understood what he meant when he pulled you up easily with one hand to take off your panties and throwing it somewhere in the laundry room. "You know, you taste just as sweet as day one." He picked up some of your slick on his fingers and brought them closer to your lips. "Taste baby, taste how devine you are." You took his fingers in your mouth and sucked them clean. Jungkook's cock was now as hard as a rock. He quickly took one of your hands and guided them to his clothed boner in order to get some relief. Like muscle memory your your hands quickly started working on his crotch. Squeezing it just the right amount.
"Wanna suck your cock." You quickly said.
"Later. Let me have this cunt for now." He quickly bent down on his knees to swipe his tongue up your slit pulling out a sudden loud moan from you. "Yes baby. Keep screaming." He said before leaning forward and getting to work, lapping at your juices like a dog dying from thirst.
His two long fingers went back inside your seeping hole as his tongue started flicking your clit. His free hand grabbed your thigh and put it on his shoulder. You were halfway hanging from the counter and practically sitting on Jungkook's face. Jungkook on the other hand was in his heaven right now. Imagine two of the most favourite things to mankind, ass and pussy and then imagine being buried in them, Jungkook thought if he died right now right here, it would be the best death.
Your hips started moving in circular motion as you ground your pussy against his face. Hands tugging at his raven locks. His nose occasionally bumped against your clit. You looked down at the scene in front of you, Jungkook's eyes looking up at you and his mouth ate away at your pussy. The look of his face trapped between your thighs was so filthy that you almost came from it only.
His tongue had now replaced your fingers in poking and prodding inside your walls. His hand came around your hips to rub at your clit.
Jungkook loved eating your pussy and it showed. The way his eyes closed in pleasure only by bringing you close to your orgasm. He was a very selfless lover, he found pleasure in pleasing you and he could spend days licking your juices and playing with your pussy. Right now his goal was to make you cum, if you squirt then it would be a bonus.
"I'm close, Koo. Lick my clit please." And like the always obedient lover, he did. Fingers parting your pussy lips and tongue getting back to licking the bundle of nerves, lips wrapping around it to give it a suck now and then. The sounds you were making were pornographic to say the least. You were sure you sounded like one of those girls making high pitched noises in the porn videos but you couldn't help it. Jungkook made you behave like a whore and you loved it. You loved screaming his name and you loved making these obscene sounds, and Jungkook loved it even more.
"Koo, I'm cumming." You cried out. He started licking even faster at your words, helping you reach the high faster. His heart jumped with joy when he saw the juices coming out of you. He did it, he made you squirt. Your legs quivered around him as you came down from his high. He didn't stop there. He licked you until you were clean and drank every single droplet of your arousal. You were shaking from the orgasm and the oversensitivity you felt in your pussy.
With one last kiss to the hood of your clit Jungkook came up and you immediately pulled him in for a kiss. You were determined to pleasure him like he did you. Shaking hands fidgeting with his clothes as you tugged at his lip ring with your teeth.
"Slow down baby." He helped you take of his wife beater.
"Can't. Want your cock." You were once again drunk on arousal. Your hands worked as quick as they could after that earth shattering orgasm to pull out his cock from his sweatpants. Mouth watering at the sight once it finally did.
Jungkook had the most beautiful and delicious cock you have ever seen. It was long and thick with just the perfect mushroom tip, which was now swollen and red and leaking from precum. The veins in his cock were imitating the veins on his arms, ready to pop any minute. Your thumb already started doing its job by spreading the precum all over his tip.
The groan he let out as your hand played with his cock was very loud. Almost as if giving you a warning.
"Is baby a cockslut?" He asked, reaching out to trace your lips with his tumba. The same thumb that was rubbing your clit only a minute ago.
"Only for you."
"Yes. Only mine."
"Wanna suck your cock." You pleaded once again.
"Go ahead, babygirl. Do whatever you want." You took that as permission to sink down on your knees and come face to face with his throbbing penis which was begging for your attention. Your hands stroked him slowly up and down and tongue came out to tease the top. "Don't tease, baby." You giggles once he used his heavy tip slap you slightly.
You looked up at him, making the most innocent face as you collected some spit in your mouth and then spit on his cock to lather it up with some slick. You slowly took the warm tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it like a lollipop.
"Just like that, babe." Jungkook sighed out and his words arrange you to take him in inch by inch until he was in your throat. One of your hands came up to play with his balls. His moans were now louder working as your inspiration to please him more. You loved the way he said your name. Moaned your name like you were some goddess that he was praying to.
Your head started bobbing up and down as you took him in and out of your mouth. Tongue continuously playing with the warm slit on tip of his cock.
"Fuck my mouth." You said once you took him out completely.
"You sure?" You only responded with a nod and that was all the answer that he needed to grab the back of your head and start thrusting in your mouth. You angled your teeth in a way you knew he loved. In a way that they grazed his shaft enough to feel but not enough to hurt. His tip was bumping at the back of your throat as one of your hand kept playing with his balls.
He pulled out of your mouth too soon to your liking and you gave him a questioning look.
"I'll cum if we kept going. I wanna cum in your pussy." Jungkook did not take one more second to pull you up and bend you against the counter. Fingers once again playing with your entrence to make sure you were wet enough to enter. "Look at you. You are wet again already, baby. Such a fucking whore." Although his words might have offended you naturally but right now they just added to your arousal. "My little whore wants to get fucked?" His hands digging in the flesh of your ass, slapping it to make it jiggle.
"Yes, Kookie. Please, fuck me." You begged, splayed out on your front on the cold counter. His cock was running along your pussy, poking in your slit but not really entering. "Stop teasing me you, asshole." You screamed earning a chuckle from the man behind you.
"This is what you get for being so mean to me." The loud smack that came at the flesh of your ass was very unexpected. "Tell me you forgive me and I'll fuck you." He bargained.
"No." Another smack making you yelp out from pleasure and pain. Your cunt once again was dripping from your arousal and this asshole was doing absolutely nothing about it. Wasn't he turned on too?
"Say or I won't fuck you."
"You're an asshole"
"That's not the answer."
"Fine. I forgive you. Just fuck me, please." Jungkook laughed at the way you begged.
"See. It wasn't that hard." He finally sink into you. A synchronised moan escaped the both of you once he was completely inside. "So warm and tight, baby. The best pussy ever."
"Jungkook, faster." You moaned and he obliged instantly. Your ass jiggling as he started snapping into you in a fast rhythm. His cock was hitting you in all the right places, he had found your g-spot instantly. One of his hands sneaked to the front to rub your clit as the other pulled you back and held you against his chest.
You hiked one of your legs up on the counter to get better angle and feel all of him in all the right places. Jungkook kept grunting in your ear, letting out words of encouragement, telling you how good you were holding up and how wonderful your pussy was.
Your breast bounced up and down as he pulled out of you and pushed in with equal force. His fingers kept rubbing and flicking your clit side to side and soon you were close to your climax.
"Jungkook I'm close."
"Hold it."
"Can't," you were cut off by your own moan at another hit against your g spot. "Can't hold it for long."
"Just for a little, baby. I'm close too." His hand turns your jaw sideways to capture your lips, drinking all of your moans. Just a few thrusts of his later he was almost there. "On the count of 3, ok baby?" You nodded against his lips.
"One." He slapped your clit, earning a loud moan from you.
"Two." His hand tucked and pinched at your nipples.
"Three." With one final thrust the both of you came down from your climax with a loud scream.
"Oh god I love you. I love you so much baby." Jungkook said as his seeds filled your pussy up to the brim.
*******
"What are you doing?" Jungkook looked at you confusingly as you pulled on your clothes 15 minutes after having sex with him. Although he did clean you up there was still some of his cum inside you right now.
"I can't go out naked."
"Why do you have to go out?"
"Because I don't live here? We are still broken up, Jungkook." Your words hit him like a ton of bricks.
"What? But we... we just had sex... you said you forgave me."
"Don't act like you never said anything to get whatever you want." You said looking for your panties. "Where the fuck are my panties?"
"What do you m- did you just say that to have sex with me?" He said as you looked for another pair of panties in the laundry basket. "I feel so used right now."
"Don't be dramatic."
"But baby... I thought we made up. Please don't leave now."
"Jungkook... You want to win me back? Do it without sex. The sex was amazing but I'm sorry it did not solve anything. I still feel the same and you still haven't gave me any assurance."
"So we're still broken up?"
"Yes. I'll pickup my things some other time. I'm leaving." He sighed knowing there was no point in arguing. You were nothing if not stubborn.
"At least let me drop you off. It's getting late."
"It's ok. I called Taehyung when you were in the bathroom. He's already outside probably." You said, checking the time in you wrist watch.
"Fucking Taehyung." Jungkook muttered under his breath.
"Bye, Jungkook. Don't torture yourself, please."
*******
"Oh the walk of shame." Taehyung teased you when you walked out of a certain apartment building to his awaiting car.
"Shut up, Tae. If I wanted to be judged, I'd have called Jimin." Taehyung was your other best friend, and although you hadn't known each other for long, he quickly warmed his way into your heart. Ironically, you met Taehyung through Jungkook; he was Namjoon's cousin. However, now he was closer to you and Jimin than he was to Jungkook. You first met Taehyung at a club where Jungkook had dragged you with his office friends. Despite hitting on you initially, he politely backed off when you declined, and you both ended up spending the rest of the night talking and bonding over feeling neglected by the people who dragged you to the club.
"He's going to have field day with this." Taehyung chuckled as he drove away from the building.
"That's why we're not telling him."
"Fine by me, if you think you can lie to him."
"Oh god. What did I do?"
"Look, babe. I don't know what to say, you clearly still love him and he's clearly still obsessed with you. You are only torturing yourself by trying to stay away from him."
"I just... It's not enough you know. I know he loves me, more than anything but if I get back with him who's to say a week later he just won't go back to his usual self? I'm just scared Taehyung, I just don't want to get hurt. I don't want to be one of those women in the future who just sits at home and waits for her husband while he's out their flirting with a waitress or something."
"I just hope you'd stop hurting. Nothing else." He gave you a sympathetic smile and held your hand for the whole drive.
*******
Life can be cruel, and it seemed like the universe wasn't on your side. You want something so much and when you'd finally have it, you don't want it anymore. You had wanted space from Jungkook and asked for it repeatedly, but now that he had given you that space for the past six days, you couldn't shake the feeling that something significant was missing from your life. It was as if a big piece of your heart was absent, and you found yourself longing for his presence once again.
Six days had passed since you left Jungkook's place in Taehyung's car, and during that time, he hadn't reached out to you even once. There were no phone calls, no text messages, and no unexpected appearances at random places. It felt strange and unfamiliar not having him actively pursuing you, and it only added to the confusion and uncertainty swirling in your mind.
Every time you made a turn or entered a cafe, a part of you half-expected Jungkook to be there, waving at you with that familiar, endearing smile on his face. But each time, you found yourself disappointed as there was no sign of him. The absence of his constant presence was both a relief and a pang of longing, leaving you torn between wanting to move on and wanting him to come back into your life.
Wasn't this what you wanted? For him to stop obsessing over you and move on with his life? However, now that he had seemingly taken a step back, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. A part of you wanted him to fight for you, to prove that he was willing to change and make things work. Another part of you longed for his familiar presence and the comfort that came with it.
"Did you hear any of the words I just said?" Mia asked you and you gave her a guilty smile.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little preoccupied today."
"Is this about Jungkook again?"
"I'm so sorry... I think this is a very bad idea. I really don't want to disrespect your friend." When Mia suggested the double date with her boyfriend and their friend a few days ago you were very skeptical about it. You didn't want to get into anything right now with the mess that your head was but after discussing it with Jimin and Taehyung, they convinced you that you should go, to take your mind off of things for a bit. Double dates are nothing serious, it was just a way to lighten up your mood. Although now you were regretting the whole ordeal. You shouldn't have come here. Not only was your mood very sour but it was also very evident on your face.
"Oh no. You wouldn't. Trust me. Actually the thing is Chris is going through a bad breakup as well and Jisung and I thought you could, you know help each other out or something."
"That's very sweet of you, Mia. But you sure I wouldn't ruin the whole thing?"
"Oh don't worry at all. And even if it does not go well nothing will be ruined between us. We'll laugh about it later." You gave her a grateful smile when she rubbed your hands.
A few seconds later, the bell of the restaurant rang, and two very attractive men walked in. As the woman beside you stood up, you realized that they were your dates. Mia quickly introduced you to her boyfriend Jisung and your date Chris. You were relieved that Chris wasn't at least horrible looking, and you hoped you could get through this one date.
"Wow, they did not mention how beautiful you are," Chris said as he shook your hand and took the seat in front of you. You couldn't help but wonder how many times he used this line, but then you reminded yourself that not every guy is a player. For all you know, Chris could be a very sweet guy who was genuinely complimenting you.
"Thank you, that's very kind of you," you replied with a polite smile. "You don't look so bad yourself."
As the conversation flowed, you found yourself getting more comfortable around Chris. He was easy to talk to, which helped lighten your mood. But despite being a genuinely sweet guy, you couldn't help but compare Chris to Jungkook. Whether it was the way he spoke, sat, or even called for the waiter, Chris lacked the same level of confidence that Jungkook possessed. Even on your first date, Jungkook had a way of making you feel like you had known him forever.
You observed that Chris couldn't hold a candle to Jungkook when it came to a sense of humor. While Jungkook was effortlessly funny, Chris tended to build up to a joke too much, and it often fell flat, leaving you with no choice but to give him pity laughs.
You had to consciously remind yourself to stop comparing this man to your ex boyfriend. Chris might not be as funny, or confident, or curious, or smart, or handsome, or cute, or witty, or energetic, or adventurous, or a good wine orderer as Jungkook but he was still a decent person. Perhaps, if you gave him a chance, things could potentially go well. It was essential to keep an open mind and not let your past experiences cloud your judgment.
The mention of your name from the man in front of you snapped you out of your train of thoughts. "So, tell me something about yourself," he said, and you suddenly realized that all three pairs of eyes were expectantly on you. Not knowing exactly what to say, you started talking about your work. With Jungkook, this was never an issue; conversation always flowed effortlessly, even in the early stages of your relationship.
"Oh… um well, I recently got promoted to a junior copywriter in our advertising company," you replied, giving him a small smile.
"No none of the boring work stuff. Tell me about yourself. What are your interests?" he asked, and you were slightly surprised by his directness. Didn't Mia mention he was going through a breakup as well? Must have been one happy breakup if he was still so cheerful.
"I... I like horror movies."
"Oh, I can't stand horror movies," Chris replied. Jungkook, on the other hand, loved horror movies. Every weekend, the two of you would go watch horror films or shows and then mock the scary scenes together. He adored seeing you jump at the jump scares and relished the opportunity to hold you close in his arms to "console" you.
"Then what kind of movies do you like?"
"I'm more into non-fiction and political cinema, and occasionally documentaries," he said. His response didn't exactly excite you, and you wondered if he was just trying to impress you or if his taste in movies was genuinely that dull. If it was the former he was doing a very bad job.
"Prude," Mia's boyfriend, Jisung, let out a cough, and it actually made you laugh, realizing it might be the first time you've genuinely laughed during this date. Normally, Jungkook would have already… No, no more thinking about Jungkook.
"I think it's adorable that Chris gets his jollies from 'our planet'." You laughed again, finding some amusement in the conversation. This date might end up being a little more bearable after all.
Finding an opening, you slipped into a conversation with Mia and Jisung instead of focusing solely on Chris. You couldn't help but awe at how adorable of a couple Mia and Jisung were. They recently celebrated their 1-year anniversary. Jisung was much younger but despite the age difference, they seemed so happy and in love. They reminded you so much of you and Jungkook. While Jungkook might not have been younger than you, he was definitely the more mischievous and playful one in the relationship, while you tended to be more responsible and level-headed.
"Do you happen to know the guy sitting behind you? Because he has been glaring at me like I just stole his kids and traded them for wool," Chris said, catching Mia's attention first. She turned around, and you followed suit, curious to see who was giving Chris such a fierce look.
To your surprise, it was none other than Jeon Jungkook sitting at the table behind you, and he wasn't alone. Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon were with him. Your heart skipped a beat when your eyes met his, and a myriad of emotions surged through you, but one was the most overwhelming of them all. Guilt.
Regret washed over you as you realized the impact your decision to go on this date had on Jungkook. His hurt expression tugged at your heartstrings, and you couldn't help but feel guilty for putting yourself in this situation. It was clear that this double date was a mistake, and you were left grappling with your emotions and the consequences of your choices.
Feeling overwhelmed and needing a moment alone, you excused yourself from the table without waiting for any response from the others. You rushed through the restaurant, trying to find a washroom where you could collect your thoughts and emotions. The encounter with Jungkook had caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but wonder if he had intentionally come here like he did that past week or if it was just actually a coincidence.
"So we're dating other people now?" He sounded hurt when he stepped in behind you in the restroom.
"Kook, this is not what it looks like."
"I'm not mad. I'm just surprised."
"You're not?"
"Maybe a little."
"Where were you for the past six days?" You turned the question on him.
"So I disappear for a week and you start dating someone else. Thought it would take at least 30 days to move on from a 3 year relationship." His remark was bitter but you knew where he came from.
"Kook, it's not what it looks like," you said, stepping closer to him, feeling the need to explain yourself even though you knew you didn't owe him anything. After all, you were not together anymore, and it had been almost three weeks since the breakup.
"By the way I didn't disappear because I was giving up on us. I was just trying to give you some space. Our friends forced me to give you some space," He said "I wouldn't have if I knew..."
"Jungkook,"
"What's his name?"
"Don't do this to yourself."
"What does he do? I mean we can still be friends right? I know it-" you cut of his words by pressing your lips against his in a very soft kiss.
"Koo, you presence was not so insignificant in my life that I'd forget you in a week." Your words brought a hint of smile on his lips. He let out a sigh in relief.
"Oh thank God, I thought I lost you to that leprechaun."
"Hey," you scolded him. "I swear to god if you pick a fight with him on the way out, I'll whoop your ass."
"That would be so hot." There he was. Your precious Jungkook.
"But we're still not back together." The smile left his face as soon as it came. "Kook... I'm still not yours but... Make me. I'm willing to give you another chance but... You have to assure me that it will be worth it. Win me back and I'm yours."
"I will, baby. I'll show you how devoted I am." With one last kiss on your lips he left the restroom.
As Jungkook left the restroom with a newfound sense of hope and determination, you couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. It was like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and he was ready to face the challenge of winning you back with all his heart.
As you returned to the table, Mia and Chris looked at you curiously. "Is everything okay?" Mia asked with concern.
You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. "Yeah, everything's fine. Just had a little chat."
Chris raised an eyebrow playfully. "A little chat, huh? Well, I hope it was a good one."
You glanced back at the restroom door, feeling a mix of emotions inside you. "Yeah, it was," you replied, your heart a little lighter than before.
*******
And the cycle began anew on the following day. The affectionate text messages resumed, starting from the sweet 'good morning' greetings to heartfelt 'I love you's. You received a bouquet of a 100 sunflowers on your desk with a note that only read 'because roses are cliche'. He sent boba at your office because you hated coffee and he sent you sushi's from your favourite restaurant.
It was like a cycle. Once again he was following you around the city but this time you didn't roll your eyes at him, didn't cuss him out or ask him to leave you alone. You even heard from Jimin and Taehyung that Jungkook deleted his Snapchat and Instagram. Jimin was the most shocked one at the news. 'Oh my god is Jungkook actually trying to redeem himself?'
You laughed as Jungkook ran after your subway because he was a minute too late and couldn't get in as it left the station. But like the lovely ex-girlfriend you were you decided to get off on the next station to wait for him. And like you expected 10 minutes later a you saw Jungkook running down the stairs, eyes looking for you. Quickly running up to you when he found you.
"Did you run here?" He didn't answer you but only because he was too busy catching his breath.
"There are trains only two minutes apart."
"I...I know that" He said between catching his breath. "But that... would not... have been very romantic."
"And what if I didn't get off at this station."
"I would run to your office."
"You're crazy."
"Only for you."
One more week goes by with Jungkook showing you in every way how much you mean to him. You were finally starting to get the assurance and security that you have always craved for your relationship. You were finally starting to see the depths of Jungkook's devotion. The smile on your face now was just a constant. And there were only two reasons for it, Jungkook and thoughts of Jungkook.
"So, how's everything going with your crazy stalker ex?" One night Jimin playfully commented when you him and Taehyung were spending it at your place.
"Don't call him crazy."
"Fine. How's your completely sane stalker ex?" You only roll your eyes but soon started smiling widely. "Oh my god guys... He's the sweetest. I don't think I've seen him putting this much efforts in to anything like ever."
"Yeah, Namjoon says he's so whipped for you that it's disgusting." Taehyung's comment makes you blush. "So? When are you getting back together with him."
"I don't know. I mean I know. But, I don't know, should I initiate it? Should I wait for him to ask me again? Should I ask him to ask me again?"
"Don't think too much about it. If you wanna be with him, be with him." Taehyung being the ever level headed one said.
"I say make him work some more. That man had you going crazy for three years, the least jail time he deserves is three months." Jimin said sipping on his margarita.
"Don't listen to, Jimin. In fact call him right now."
"No, don't call him right now. This is our night. Don't be a simp."
"Did you guys bet against me and Jungkook?" You asked looking between both of your friends who looked like deers caught in a headlight. "Who else?"
"Just Jimin and I... and Namjoon and Yoongi and Hoseok." You gasped dramatically at your unbelievable friends.
"If either of you win, I want my cut."
The next day you were surprised to not see the usual series of morning texts that you get from Jungkook. There were no flowers outside your doorstep or your desk. Nobody sent you boba or lunch and you could say that you were having a very Jungkook less day today. The lack of your cute stalker ex has taken a toll on your mood and you found yourself becoming increasingly snappy and cranky with others, unable to shake off the disappointment and longing for his attention. This made you realise how much accustomed you have become to Jungkook.
You looked longingly at your phone but there was nothing, still no text, no calls. You could always be the mature one and call him to see what was the matter but a part of you hesitated, not wanting to appear too eager or like you were desperately missing him. After all, he had been the one pursuing you, and you didn't want to reverse those roles.
Soon it was time to get off from work, and with a series of goodbyes and good evenings you quickly left your office, You couldn't help but wonder if Jungkook would be waiting for you outside, just like he used to do. However, as you stepped out, there was no sign of him, and the reality sank in that he wasn't there. Still holding onto a glimmer of hope, you decided to wait for a little while, thinking he might show up a bit late. You stood there, keeping an eye out for any sign of him, and time seemed to slow down. Every passing minute felt like an eternity, and you were torn between staying and leaving.
Soon the guard to the building adviced you to leave saying that their was a big storm on the way. You quickly looked up the weather forecast to realise that he was right indeed. You looked up at the sky to see the angry black clouds had started to gather around.
Searching for his contact you finally decided to give him a call. You were seriously getting worried about Jungkook now. As the call went straight to voicemail, your worry for Jungkook intensified.
Deciding it was the only choice, you headed towards Jungkook's place instead of your own, opting for a cab over the subway to reach him quickly.
Your excitement soared when your phone finally rang after a long day of silence. But, it quickly turned to disappointment as you noticed an unknown number instead of the one you had been eagerly waiting for. Despite the uncertainty, you chose to answer the call, just in case it was something important.
The voice asking for you on the other side was definitely unknown.
"Yes this is she." You replied.
"I'm speaking from Hope Memorial Hospital. You are listed as an emergency contact for a Jeon Jungkook. He has been involved in a motorcycle crash, and it's a very serious accident. We urgently need a guardian. Are you able to assist, or could you direct us to someone else?" The voice on the other end was serious and panicked, but you found it hard to accept the gravity of the situation. Your heart pounded in your chest, and tears streamed down your face, hoping that it wasn't as critical as it sounded.
"No, it's okay. I'll be there in... 10 minutes," you replied, your voice shaky but determined. You swiftly instructed the cab driver to change the route, urging him to go faster as you anxiously bit your nails in anticipation.
During the ride, you tried to stay strong and reassure yourself that it might not be as critical as you feared. Your mind couldn't help but drift to the worst-case scenario. What if he was already... No, no, no, you couldn't bear to think that way. You pushed those thoughts aside, trying to stay positive and hopeful as you rushed towards the hospital.
The driver observed you with sympathy as you quietly wept in the back seat. Regret filled your heart as you realized you should have called him. You blamed yourself, thinking that it was all your fault, and if anything happened to him, it would be on you.
As the car came to a stop, you hastily tossed all the remaining cash at the driver and rushed inside the hospital. Your must have looked frantic as you ran around, sobbing and calling out Jungkook's name. Thankfully, a compassionate nurse came to your aid and calmly checked the hospital charts for the name you managed to utter amidst your sobs.
"Come with me, dear. He's in the ER," you swiftly followed the nurse to a bustling room. As the nurse drew back the curtain, you braced yourself for the worst—expecting to see Jungkook badly injured, bleeding, or worse. However, what you did not anticipate was finding Jungkook sitting there, looking.... perfectly fine?
You stared at the man sitting there, feeling a mix of confusion and relief. He was laughing at something the blond girl standing beside him had said. It was unexpected, given the seriousness of the call you received earlier. You couldn't help but wonder if there had been a mistake or if he had recovered miraculously.
"Baby, you came." His eyes lit up as soon as he saw you, there was not even a single scratch on Jeon Jungkook, maybe beside the scratched leather jacket. Now not to get you wrong, you were very happy that he was okay. You were just very confused. What was happening? You had stopped sobbing breathlessly but the tears were still flowing.
"I don't understand... Somebody called, they said... That something happened and it was serious." You tried explaining.
"I did get into a crash but it was nothing. They thought it was internal bleeding but that wasn't the case either. That's why I was here all afternoon, doing tests an all. But now I'm fine."
"Then why did they say that?"
"It was just a prank. I'm sorry it was Sua's Idea." He said pointing at the blond girl standing there. Your blood was boiling so fucking much that you didn't even care asking who this bitch even was let alone what she was doing with your boyfriend.
"A prank? You think this is funny?" Jungkook finally grasped the seriousness of the situation when he saw the mortified look on your face, realizing the impact of the prank. Your makeup was ruined from all the crying, and you looked exhausted.
"Baby, calm down it was just a joke." His hands came forward but you slapped it away.
"Do not Fucking touch me." You glared at him. "Do you seriously think that was funny? I almost had a heart attack, Jungkook. Do you know how fucking scared I was?" Jungkook didn't like when your voice did that. He could handle you yelling, screaming, and even calling him names, but seeing you speak with that dead serious look on your face was something he couldn't bear. It made him feel like he wanted to disappear. Jungkook wanted to jump off a cliff.
"You know what? I can't believe I even thought about giving you another chance. We are seriously done this time." You didn't even look back as you walked away as Jungkook struggled to get that IV out of his hand and run after you.
"Baby, stop I'm sorry. It was Sua's Idea, I swear."
The thunderstorm had finally hit your city with full blast. It was raining cats and dogs. In the midst of it all, everyone ran to sought shelter. However, that didn't stop you from sprinting out of the hospital. The storm didn't concern you; what mattered most was that you couldn't even bare the thought of being near Jeon Jungkook at that moment.
As you dwelled on everything that had happened, your anger intensified. You felt a surge of anger directed at Jungkook, the thunderstorm, and that stupid blond woman who played the prank. But, the strongest force of anger was aimed at yourself, for even thinking that he can take anything seriously. Why did you even bother believing he could change? He was and will always be a man-child.
"Babe, it's really dangerous outside."
"THEN STOP FOLLOWING ME."
"I'm not leaving you alone," he insisted, stepping out into the heavy rain to follow you. As you walked, you had no clear destination or plan in mind. All you knew was that you were so angry with Jeon Jungkook that you couldn't bear to look at his face.
After just a few minutes of walking in the worst thunderstorm you've experienced in years, you came to the realization that this was a reckless idea. Your emotions had driven you to act impulsively, and now you saw the potential danger not only for yourself but for the idiot following you as well. While you knew Jungkook seemed to have little to no regard for his own life and safety, you cared about him.
Recognizing the need to be level-headed and responsible, you decided to find shelter, a place where both of you could wait out the thunderstorm safely. You understood that even in moments of anger, you needed to prioritize the safety of both of you. You began searching for a suitable place where you could find refuge from the harsh weather.
Ignoring the constant pleas from the man behind to listen to him, you led him to a nearby subway station. The station provided shelter from the heavy rain and the strong winds that accompanied the thunderstorm. Inside, the noise of the rain was muffled, creating a more peaceful atmosphere.
"Babe, I'm so sorry, please talk to me," seeing your silence he continued "I messed up, and I'm really sorry. I should have never gone along with that prank."
"Yes you shouldn't have." you snapped making him jump a little. Taking a deep breath to calm your anger and clear your thoughts, you finally addressed the question that had been gnawing at you. "Who was that woman anyway?"
"Just some girl, she was in the bed beside mine and we got to talking but I swear to god, I did not flirt with her once. When I told her about you she came up with the prank and I should not have gone along with it. I'm sorry."
"I just feel that you can't take anything seriously. It's like everything is a joke to you. How do I know that you'll take me seriously? That you'll take this relationship seriously?"
"No... I know I've been a little childish," watching you raise an eyebrow he corrected himself "A lot childish. But I swear, babe. This is the most serious thing in my life. I've made many mistakes in the past but I swear I'll start redeeming everything. I'll prove how serious I am about us. You are everything for me, baby. Everything. You're it for me. I want to spend my whole life with you, __." The way he said your name sent shivers down your body. The way he looked at your eyes eased your mind a little. "I want to have a future with you. I want to marry you, I want to have a home with you, I want to grow old with you, that's how serious I am. I love you more than anything in this entire world and I'll prove it to you." You only realised that you were crying when he wiped a year from your eyes.
"You mean it?"
"Every word."
"Fine then. Let's go." You held out your and he quickly grabbed it. When you dragged him out of the subway station you realised that the storm had stopped. The universe was on your side for once.
Jungkook did not utter another word the whole way that you led him to your house. The silence was thick when you closed the door behind you. He still didn't know what it meant for you both, your silence did not give him any answer and he was scared to ask.
"I swear to god, Jeon Jungkook" You finally began after the painful silence and his heart skipped a beat in anticipation. "If I see you entertaining another women ever again, I'm walking out of your life. And this time it would be for good. I will not come back no matter how much you beg me to." It took him a couple seconds to take in your words.
"Does that mean-"
"Yes. I'm giving you another chance. But you mess it up and I'm dumping your ass." The next thing you know Jungkook is showering your whole face in kisses and he finally let go of the tears. Crying happily as he held you close.
"Thank you, baby. Thank you so much. I will not disappoint you, I promise."
"I hope so too." The both of you stood in the middle of your living room, soaking into each other's warmth.
"Now let me fuck you right." He said, making you yelp as he picked you up all of a sudden and rushed toward your bedroom. Your kisses soon turned heated and desperate. Both of you panting as he started taking off your wet clothes.
You were wet in more ways than one. His kisses traveled down your face along with each piece of garment he removed from you. Lips not sparing a single inch of skin as he spent the whole night showing you how much he loves you.
The next morning your wakeup call was none other than Jungkook's tongue swiping away at your center. You woke up with a gasp when the sun was yet to come out. You glanced down to find the mop of raven hair between your thighs.
"Oh god, koo yes." You moaned out loud when his plump lips wrapped around your clit and started sucking. His hands pushing down on your hips, keeping them from arching up on the bed.
His tongue swiped up from your opening as your juices trickled down to your posterior hole. It was too early for your head to comprehend whatever was happening. Your finger started tugging on his curls when he pulled you close to your orgasm. Agressively lapping at your pussy. The pleasure you felt was tremendous. Too much to handle.
Jungkook ate you out like he had rent to pay and this was his job. His tongue playing with you as you came down from your high screaming his name louder than ever. After pulling two more orgasms from you in the next 15 minutes Jungkook was finally satisfied and he kissed up his way to your lips.
"Jungkook, we had sex like, 7 times last night. It wasn't enough?" You giggled when you felt his hard boner pressing against your ass.
"It's never enough with you. Seven times is nothing, baby," he said as he slowly entered you, pulling out a moan from your lips. "I wanna fuck you seven days a week." He added between his lazy thrusts. "Every hour." He lands a gentle kiss on your lips. "Every minute." Fingers intertwining with your own. "Every second."
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⊶ pairing : jungkook x venom x reader. (f)
⊶ Warnings : cw: 18+ , alien sex? Not technically lol, unprotected sex, creampies, size difference, size kink, belly bulge, stalking, mention of eating people.. Yikes *, overstimulation.
⊶ Word count : 1.4k
" Jungkook and venom really likes you. "
⊶ A/N : venom is scary. Isn't he? 👀
⊶ A/N2 : don't ask me why I wrote this I mean i was just watching an edit of jk x venom and in the next few moment I started writing this. Hehe :)
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Jungkook and his alien buddy aka venom doesn't know if that is love.
They only know that you make their heart beats fast every time they see you; they know that their palms start to sweat when they watch you smile at men who are not them; they both know why their stomach stops growling when your eyes meet by sheer coincidence and they know their cocks gets hard when they silently watch you sleep, hiding in the darkness of your bedroom.
Even though jungkook's body accepted the symbiote but still venom needed permission from his higher ups to stay here a bit longer.
You won't believe how strongly jungkook and the symbiote had built their relationship over a short period of time. They were one after all.
They both followed you around town while you ran errands in that nice short sundress and picturing how you were wearing nothing underneath. They would learned the streets and routes you took when you went out shopping with your friends, the stores you liked best, the dishes you preferred to eat when you went out to lunch with them, the drinks you loved to sip on warm afternoons. They watched as you turned away men who approached you on the way home, the ones who whistled at you - and wasn't it quite mysterious why those men disappeared the next day?
And there's no way you would know that the symbiote ate them alive after you left. Right? :)
And they weren't always this crazy about you. They weren't even aware of your existence until that day. The day when you were going home back and you were drunk, some old perverts tried to molest you. You surely did not remember them, but the moment jungkook laid his eyes on you he lost it, and so did venom. They helped you did not they? Venom munched on their livers in front of you and you weren't even scared of that..!! That's how they knew you were the one.
But jungkook did not wanted to take risk so he asked venom not to do something stupid, which might scare you away.
But then why in the middle of the night you feel yourself being dragged out of your bed by a strange presence??? It must be your dreams, those filthy dreams which can not be converted into reality right? But the grip on your hips were too strong to be a dream.
Jungkook sometimes fail to resist you, he's a human after all! and venom would only ignite his filthy thoughts about you , so they both sneak in your room and sometimes he let venom take control.....!!!!
Jungkook easily lifts you by the waist. he rips off your panties with his thick fingers, his chest is hard as he pulls you toward him, and a thick cock begins to rub between your folds.
"we're gonna make you feel so good princess. " Venom speaks inside jungkook's mind and jungkook mumbled a ' yes. '
" She's ours gguk, make her ours. " Venom growls over jungkook's shoulders, jungkook nodded his head, " She's mine, she's ours. "
it certainly can't be a dream, right? not when your cunt is completely soaked and jungkook starts hissing in frustration when his thick cock doesn't fit your tight slit.
your head falls back as the thick tip of his cock rubs between your slick folds and brushed against your nub.
" Just fuck her goddam kid. " Venom grumbles impatiently.
" Shut up V. We don't want to wake her up now. It's too risky. " Jungkook warned venom.
" Then let her see us, feel us. Let me out I'll take her. " Venom said impatiently inside jungkook's head. Jungkook knew you would not be able to take the symbiote for sure, he would have to prep you for that first.
" No we can't do that right now, fuck fine wait. " Jungkook frowned and he slammed his inside you making you whimper in your sleep. You arched your back and opened your mouth slightly.
"feels good, doesn't it, pretty baby?" Jungkook asks clutching your hips and using you like a fleshlight.
your sloppy cunt makes obscene noises as you are rocked back and forth, your nails scratch his thick arms, and as you reach the edge you gush onto his long shaft.
his chest slowly rises and falls, Beel feels so frustrated. your sweet cunt is too tight for his monstrous cock - damn it, by dint of grinding his head into your slit he'll end up cumming even before he has tasted your smooth walls.
" Ahh. Sto-p." you sob, looking between your thighs, with blurry eyes, slick of pre-cum mixed with your cream coats his huge cock, sliding over your thighs and down your legs.
" Don't stop gguk she's desperate for us. You cannot stop. " Jungkook nods and bites lower lip as started thrusting faster inside you.
Venom increased jungkook's dick size inside you and you can't get enough of it. Your eyes we're teary you could clearly make the difference between a dream and reality but you couldn't utter any word. You weren't pushing him away either and that made jungkook confused
Jungkook holds you firmly under your knees before spreading your legs wide and taking a deep breath. "you smell good and i'm sure you taste even better," he licks his lips before lining you up on his cock.
"Yes she smells divine jeon, the next time I'm eating her out till she faints. " Venom said over jungkook's shoulder. Jungkook only laughed at that.
his cock bullies its way into your slit. he stretches and spreads your cunt inch by inch. you cream when he's half inside, making his job easier.
You moan and cry out as his big hands hold you firmly, . his fat cock throbs inside your slit - in the darkness of the room you can glimpse the outline of his cock in your belly. it makes you feel dirty and aroused, being used as a toy by that creature or human as if you were made just to satisfy those huge, hungry beasts.
Jungkook knows venom is making his dick too big for you, but nothing can stop him, not now that your pretty pussy tightens around his fat girth. his cock throbs as he thrusts deep into it, his balls finally hitting your ass as he begins to bounce you on his veiny shaft.
he tosses you up and down on his veiny cock clutching you behind your knees, holding you wide open as you scream and cum - and he thrusts even deeper, making you come again and again.
" She's such a good girl," Venom murmurs in jungkook's ear as your legs dangle over his forearms. you could cum again just from the position, you're sure.
you become a doll in jungkook's arms as he uses you, bounces you up and down, licks and sucks your neck, murmurs in your ear before filling your belly with his sticky seed
there's so much of it. more and more, there seems to be no end. fills your belly and overflows from your cunt. his cum gushes from your slit even though his thick cock plugs it inside.
when he pulls it out, a pop echoes in your room.
your mixed cum slides out of you and he casually drops you on the mattress. shocked and still shaking you try to catch your breath, your spread pussy is aching, and your limbs are flabby as you slump onto the pillow and fall asleep exhausted.
They both admire the view huffing, venom would fuck you the next time he already made that decision.
They kissed you and cleaned you, though venom was persistent on leaving you like this so you could remember this but jungkook cleaned you nevertheless. He's a good guy isn't he?
Jungkook tucked you under the blanket and left with venom.
maybe you'll have a different dream this time or maybe you'll dream them again. Because, it was a dream after all, wasn't it?
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In The Night | jjk
pairing: stalker!jungkook + fem/afab!reader
word count: 2.3k
genre: smut, yandere, thriller
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, stalking, male masturbation, female masturbation, obsessive thoughts, yandere behavior, mention of filming without consent, vibrator use, body worship, breaking and entering, use of “princess”, it’s hot
— synopsis: When you find out that the shy tech guy has been watching you at night, you take matters into your own hands.
Eleven P.M. on the dot. It’s almost time. Excitement bubbles in your stomach, nerves flowing from your toes to your fingertips. Immediately, you open your window just enough to leave a crack. Then, you sift through your dresser for something just right. Walking around in a bra and panties would be too obvious—you have to keep up the clueless act as best you can, but still be a tease.
So, you fish out an old shirt you had accidentally made into a too-short-to-wear-to-the-grocery-store crop tee, the graphic on the front more than halfway cut off. It’s perfect to show off the expanse of your stomach, which is key for what’s to come. Perhaps you can go with only that and panties—no doubt it would be game-changing, but you still grab for your heart pattern sleep shorts that do wonders for the shape of your ass. It’s perfect, and just in time.
Eleven-Ten P.M. He’s here. Adrenaline pumps through you at a speed incomprehensible, putting your heart to the test as you can practically hear it pounding. Remember, play it cool. You’re not supposed to know that he’s watching.
Yes, the hot, nerdy tech guy that seems to lose all collectiveness around you watches you through your window every single night. And honestly, you love it.
Of course, you’ve had the inner monologue about how it’s supposed to creep you the fuck out and that you probably should have called the cops by now. But that just wouldn’t be any fun, now would it?
You remember the first time you’d noticed him watching you. He was only on the rooftop of the neighboring building, sitting with his tripod set just over the cement railing, pointed straight into your bedroom window. That was about three weeks ago. Now, though…he’s gotten bold. Instead of being atop the next building, he now sits right outside your window on the fire escape, just out of sight. Although, he tends to become sloppy with staying hidden when he can’t keep from stroking himself faster and faster at the sight of you.
The feeling of eyes on you is unbelievably strong, especially now that you know his routine. It only fuels your actions further.
Laying flat on your bed with your right leg propped, you pretend to channel surf on your tv that’s mounted high on the wall facing your bed. As your left hand is occupied with pressing buttons on the remote, your right is lightly tracing over your stomach and fidgeting with your naval ring every now and then. Starting at your sternum, the tips of your fingers ghost over your skin, all the way down the waistband of your shorts, and back up; never breaking pace. You can practically feel his eyes following every movement, and you’re positive you’re not the only one wishing it was his fingers on you instead.
Audibly sighing, you feign boredom and act as if you couldn’t find a channel to settle on, so you just power off the television and toss the remote to the side. This is where the fun truly begins.
You look down at your stomach, pretending to ponder, as you rest your hand against your skin. Slowly, you begin to move your hand further down your stomach and under the waistband of your shorts. From there, you press your fingers slightly onto your mound where your clit lies right between your folds, feeling the small phantom of sensation. It’s nothing much at all, but you want to take this slow to leave him anticipating your every move.
Your chest caves with an exhale, then making sure to exaggerate your inhale and puff out your chest, nipples more than visible under the thin material of your crop top. This has to be driving him absolutely insane.
And is it ever. Jungkook’s back is pressed against the brick wall of the building, his neck twisted almost painfully in order to see through your bedroom window that he’s sitting right next to. His legs are folded against his chest in an effort to stay concealed from view, mainly from you since he could give a shit less if anyone else sees him. He only cares about you. He only cares about what you think. You are the only one he craves. And goddamn do you look ravenous right now.
He could almost feel your skin under his fingertips with everything you’re putting on display. The way your breasts move up and down with your deep breaths, he could almost hear your gasps. If he tries hard enough, he just actually might be able to. It was impossible to miss the small opening in your window. His eyes are glued to where your fingers are circling in between your thighs. It’s almost as if you want him to see with the way your leg closest to the window is lying flat on your bed, giving him a front row seat of your clothed cunt.
The erection between his legs pushes against his dark skinny jeans, something he fears may become painful if he gets any harder. And with the direction you’re taking things, he most likely will. So, to relieve some of the pressure, he unbuttons his jeans and lets the zipper slowly slide down on its own. Afraid to miss something, he turns back to look at you, only to see that you’re practically mimicking his actions by sliding down your own shorts. The sight of it moving gracefully down your legs only to fly off of your ankle and onto the floor makes him wish more than anything that he were the one undressing you.
For now, he’s more than grateful to be able to see you like this, in one of your most vulnerable states, thinking that you’re all alone. The tip of his dick peeks out from his waistband, precum smearing onto his stomach as he watches you slowly grinding on your own fingers. You’re teasing him, you know you are. It’s the whole reason why you’re still rubbing yourself over your underwear and not directly on your pussy. That and the thin cloth gliding against your clit coupled with the feeling of a certain pair of dark eyes on you is electrifying. You’re starting to have a hard time not losing yourself in what you started.
Fuck it, you think as you twist around and reach to your bedside table where your pink vibrator lies. It’s a few inches long and not exactly thick, but the vibration does wonders every time. Once it’s in your grasp, you make yourself comfortable over the duvet with your back propped up against the pillows. It takes everything in you not to look out your window and meet his eyes as you slide your underwear down your legs. He still thinks I don’t know he’s watching, I have to keep going. With your underwear at the foot of your bed, you bend your legs and let your knees fall to either side of you, giving him a perfect view of your glistening pussy with your legs wide open. You wonder if he knows that you’re this way for him—because of him.
At this point, Jungkook’s cock is already out and in his hand. His pumps are slow while he simultaneously tries to focus on you and relieving his problem that you caused. His eyes are glued to your form, heart practically jumping out of his chest when he watches as you grab the vibrator. He’s torturing himself with the lagging movements of his hand, fingers only gently brushing that sweet spot just under his tip. It’s all driving him crazy. You’re driving him crazy. It’s as if he’s in a lustful frenzy with the way his chest rises and falls rapidly with deep breaths. His body is on fire.
And then, your legs open like the doors to heaven. His breath hitches, dick throbbing violently in his tight grip as a drop of precum trickles over his thumb and down his length. His pupils are blown wide as he looks on at your glistening, glowing cunt for the very first time. God has he dreamt of this. And you’ve beyond exceeded his expectations. Of course, he knew your pussy would be pretty, how could it not when it’s on your ethereal body? But this…it’s perfect. His mouth waters as he could practically feel your clit on his tongue, the taste of your juices so sweet and so you. Fuck, he thinks as he tears his gaze away to look down at his length, having to harshly pinch his tip in order to not cum just from looking at you. He wants to feel good with you, and he’ll be damned if anything’s going to ruin it.
Once he turns his head toward you again, you’re already gliding the pink vibrator against your bare clit. With that, he resumes his strokes on his now insanely hard dick. As his hand goes up, he closes it around his tip and twists lightly, only to go back down, smearing precum over his length. The sight of you watching where the toy makes contact with your pussy does so many things to him, he doesn’t know how much longer he can take it.
That is until your jaw drops slightly—lips parting with a gasp he wishes to hear—as you slowly push the vibrator into your cunt. He can’t help but jerk himself with a now bruising pace. You’re practically giving him a visual aid of what it’d be like to fuck you. Him inside of you. He’s toyed with the fantasy often…very often, but always dismissed it thinking that he doesn’t deserve to feel the soft walls of your pussy around him. Yet, there isn’t anyone else that deserves to either.
You’re definitely enjoying this more than you’d originally thought. Originally, you weren’t even going to go this far, but now you’re in too deep, and you have to see it through. You’re also not complaining. You don’t even have the breath to do so when all that passes your lips are moans and groans from the euphoria flowing from your core. A thin layer of sweat coats your chest, giving you the perfect opportunity to lift your top, revealing your breasts. Your nipples immediately harden from being exposed to the cool air of your room, only enhancing the feeling when your fingertips smooth over one of them. With one hand on your cunt and the other toying with your nipple, a jolt of pleasure shoots through your body as your back arches and your head falls back onto the pillows. The otherwise quiet room is filled with your noises and all you can think about is him and what he might be doing to himself right now. You must be sick to be getting off to your stalker, but you don’t want any medicine either. It’s the best high you’ve had in a long while.
Your walls clamp around the vibrator as you move it in and out of you at a steady pace. For the first time you can feel the vibrations on your clit from inside, and it’s ecstasy. You’ve tried it before, yet your attempts were futile. It has to be him doing this to you; the effect he has on you is dangerous, but it feels so good.
Meanwhile, Jungkook is having a hard time not reaching his climax before you. He feels blissed out, both from his own motions and just looking on at your form. If he could only replace the hand on your breast with his, and the vibrator with his cock—oh, he’d stretch you out so fucking good, he just knows it. And while he hadn’t heard your moans before, he sure as hell hears them now. Your sweet, pleasured noises make his head spin and he is absolutely feral. The things he would do, the people he’d kill to put his mouth on your skin, on your pussy, on your lips. Oh, those lips of yours would look so pretty around his cock.
Suddenly, he sees your chest heaving, eyebrows furrowing, and mouth opening wider as you move the vibrator in and out of you at a faster rate. He mimics the pace on his own length, the feeling getting stronger and stronger and he knows—you’re about to cum together. He doesn’t stop, just as you don’t, and his eyes are practically superglued to your pussy, watching it suck in the toy every time you pull it out. Shit, you must be so tight and—
Simultaneously, your body jolts right as cum shoots from his tip. You ride out your orgasm on the vibrator as Jungkook milks his throbbing cock with gasps in the night. In his mind, all of his cum is shooting deep into you, so much so that it would leak from your cunt. It’s much better than the reality, which is all of it landing onto the fire escape and even over the railing.
You push the vibrator into you one last time before turning it off and pulling it out. Your walls spasm at the friction, extremely overstimulated, and you hiss at the feeling.
Unbeknownst to the both of you, the same thought runs through both of your minds: That’s the hardest I’ve ever came.
And you’re satisfied with yourself, confident that you put on a good show for him. And who knows, you might even do it again sometime. You know for sure he’ll be back after tonight.
But right now, you’re spent, completely exhausted to the point that you don’t even bother putting your clothes back on and just pull the duvet over your form. With the last bit of energy, you reach over and pull the string to your lamp, blanketing your room in darkness as your heavy eyelids fall to a close.
You’re just on the edge of slumber when you feel a dip in your bed. Finally, your cat Minx came to lay with you for the rest of the night. With that thought, you let yourself fall asleep once again.
Until you remember that Minx never jumps on your bed by herself.
Your eyes snap open to find Jungkook’s dark and bulky form crawling onto your bed, now much closer as his face is mere inches from yours. The smirk on his lips is sinister, striking fear into your soul.
“You didn’t think we were done just yet, did you, princess?”
© jiminstonic June 2022
a/n: this is my first time writing smut so go easy on me pls! this was originally in my drafts forever and i finally got the will to finish it, and im so glad i did. i hadn’t initially planned on releasing it this early, but decided to for the follower milestone because that is more than i could ever ask for. the support is amazing and im so thankful <333
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You | Masterlist
Summary: There's an itch you've been scratching all semester: digging into your Professors, boss, friends, and relative's lives. You know everything, their dirtiest secrets, their weird fetishes, the stupid shit they like to waste their paychecks on, what the last thing they used their credit cards for. But, when you hack Park Jimin and his fraternity brothers everyone except one comes blank. You can't help but dig deeper, getting yourself into a mess you can't code yourself out of.
Genre: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Tags: breaking of fourth wall, reading is not mentally okay (DID disorder, etc), neither is jk, college setting, hackers/hacking, world-crime, lots of crime and dealing with 'a bigger picture', essentially get yourself into some deep shit, lots of sex (eventual) to help cope?, unhealthy relationships/toxic, obsessive behavior, everyone is unreliable, do not trust anyone, and have a good time trying to figure out what the fuck is happening
Current WC (Updated): 10.4k
Authors note: I want to preface that this fiction is a psychological thriller before it's a romance. Although there are romantic themes, and the main characters will eventually end up together, the whole point of it is to confuse you. I want you to think about every interaction, every person, every decision, and lastly do not trust everything the reader thinks she sees.
Is also available on AO3 with the original pairing. Taekook ver TBA.
chap1_jk970.txt
Summary: Jeongguk was supposed to be like the rest, easily hackable with a selection of dirty little secrets he'd like to keep hidden from the rest of the world: the typical weird kinks, fetishes, scams, evasion of taxes, lying on academic records. However, when you dig deeper it turns out that Jeongguk's secrets run, much, much deeper.
WC: 4.6k
Link: TXT
chap2_trojan.exe
Summary: What should've been an easy pick-up ends up being one of the worst nights of your life.
WC: 3.2k
Link: EXE
chap3_r3d.mp4
Summary: Jeongguk fills you in on what’s going on, and you realize you’ve gotten yourself into a mess much bigger than you’ll ever be.
WC: 2.5k
Link: MP4
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Delusional - Jungkook
>> Jungkook x Reader
>> 18+ (Yandere)
>> stalking, dirty thoughts(smut), threats.
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“I got the coffees” you smiled
“Two sugars one cream?” Director Lee spoke
“Yes” you smiled placing it down
You handed the coffees to the others, smiling as you did. They smiled and gave you more work to do. As an intern you had many errands to run for the company.
“Y/N, go to the basement and get the Halloween decorations for the set” Director Lee ordered
“Isn’t the shoot tomorrow?” One of the workers spoke
“Yes but I need her to set it up now, that way we won’t have to rush tomorrow… Jungkook go ahead and help her” she said
“Okay” Jungkook spoke and got up
You smiled brightly at him, thankful you’d have someone help you. Usually you did all this on your own but thanks to the worker who spoke up you wouldn’t have to work alone.
It was a little awkward though, you didn’t know much about Jungkook but he seemed nice. You’d notice the girls asking him out and wondered why he never gave them a chance.
“Let me help you with that, I don’t want you getting hurt” he winked
“Oh it’s okay, it’s not really heavy” you laughed as you walked away
As you turned the corner you missed the first step of the stairs falling on the decorations. You heard a small “pop” and gasped. Jungkook rushed to your side, kneeling before you.
“Let me see” he whispered examining your knee.
“Ow… it’s okay” you spoke getting up not wanting any misunderstandings to happen as he was far too close to you.
“Can you walk upstairs? I can carry you?” He suggested
“No! I’m okay” you smiled taking the box once again.
“That’s my girl” he whispered to himself with a smile.
You began setting up the set, as Jungkook kept bringing boxes. When he brought the last one he began helping you, smiling and staring in awe every now and then.
How pretty was his girlfriend? Such delicate soft features, lips he wanted to kiss. Hips he wanted to hold and push against his own. A coworker watched for a second smiling to herself.
“They are definitely dating” she whispered rushing to tell the others
“You think?” Director Lee laughed
“He looks at her with so much love!” She spoke
“According to Jungkook they are dating but want to keep it on the down low since they work together… don’t bring it up you’ll make them uncomfortable. I just hope they aren’t doing anything indecent here, I gave her the opportunity to work with us and I don’t want to regret it” Director Lee sighed
Jungkook envisioned it, pressing you against the wall with the camera capturing your beauty. His hands would roam your body, making you beg for more. Ripping your shirt apart, kissing and sucking on your soft breasts. But most importantly stripping you from your jeans.
The way he could feel your heat pulsate with anticipation for him. You wanted him as much as he wanted you right? You were begging for him to make you his, to fuck you nice and hard. He’d do anything to hear his name drop from your sweet honey lips.
“I think we’re done… Jungkook?” You spoke making him come back to reality.
“Hone- y/n you did a good job. Let’s go back up” he smiled.
“I mean I didn’t do it on my own, thank you Jungkook” you smiled placing your hand on his arm softly before walking away.
“Done already? Good why don’t we all go get dinner. It’s on me tonight” Director Lee said as she grabbed her things
You sat across Jungkook on a smaller table, they couldn’t or rather didn’t want to pull another table for you two. It’s not like you had a problem with this but Jungkook kept reaching over accidentally touching your hand several times.
He served you a couple of drinks which you didn’t deny, this was the best part. You didn’t have work tomorrow and you could let loose, you even had a couple of beers and so did Jungkook. You both were red at the cheeks, laughing and making jokes but that’s just how you were.
“Thank you for the food but I gotta go now. It’s getting dark” you spoke excusing yourself
Jungkook got up as well, 3 minutes after you left that was. He rushed out and ran all the way to you but stayed a couple of feet behind you. He noticed you grabbing your headphones. He’d done this almost everyday. Walking you home, making sure you were safe and sound. But on this night… he was hoping you’d let him finally have you.
He couldn’t take it, rushing to you and poking your shoulder. You both walked along an empty road so of course you’d shout in terror. Turning only to see a dumbfounded Jungkook.
“Oh my gosh! You scared me!” You sighed, placing your hand against your heart.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to.” He spoke
“Um, are you following me?” You whispered
“What? No I live 5 blocks down” he smiled
“Me too” you mumbled
“Cool let’s walk together” he said
You nodded and walked along side with him. He spoke about the night sky amongst other things. You weren’t really paying attention to what he was saying. That was till you got to your building and he got into the elevator with you. You pressed floor 7 and he didn’t press any buttons.
“No way you live on the seventh floor too?” He chuckled
“You too? I’ve never noticed” you spoke
“Yea apartment 3B” he laughed
“No way, I live across from you” you smiled softly
Jungkook smiled and bit his lip, watching you from behind. He turned to his door but heard you softly call for him. Inviting him into your home for one more beer.
“You Sure?” He asked
“Of course, I’ve never had a friend live so close by” you laughed letting him enter
You opened the fridge and handed him a beer, sitting on your bed as you drank a bit more. You looked over at Jungkook and blushed. Jungkook couldn’t take it, leaning in for a kiss. You both were a bit drunk, which was why you probably didn’t push him away. How long had it been?
“Jungkook… I don’t know if we should do this” you whispered as he laid you back onto the bed
“Why not? We both want it right? If you want I can stop and go home?” He spoke as he took your jeans off, his fingers slipping past your underwear making contact with your soaked pussy.
“I- ah” you whined
“See, you’re enjoying yourself aren’t you” he asked
“Yes” you whispered kissing him passionately
This is what Jungkook craved, for over 5 months he dreamt of this day. To have you, to make you his. He stripped and got between your legs, you had already taken your under off. He smirked and began pressing his tip onto your entrance.
“Condom” you whispered
“I’m already wearing one” he lied
You whined as he pushed himself inside, moving in and out of you slowly. You both let out a loud moan, Jungkook was stretching you the way no man had and never had Jungkook felt such pleasure before.
“Fuck you feel so good” he groaned
“Faster please, make me yours” you begged
“You mean it?” He asked
“Yes… I’m so desperate for your touch” you whined loudly
…
You were they type of person to have insomnia, so every night you took a pill to help you fall asleep. Yes you had drank a bit but with the food you had eaten you no longer felt drunk. It didn’t take long for it to kick in, you laid there thinking of how weird Jungkook was. He was so drunk… you had to help him get to his apartment.
He kept mumbling your name, you thought that was odd but you didn’t bother to stick around. Only taking his shoes off and helping him to bed before looking back. He was moaning and that was your cue to leave him alone.
Jungkook was aware of your insomnia, he would wait till midnight before entering your apartment. Showering there and slipping into the bed with you. He would smiled and kiss your neck softly before falling asleep, at around 4 am he would wake up and go back to his apartment. He liked sleeping by your side, taking pictures and admiring your body. That was his habit.
He enjoyed every second he spent with you. Whether you were aware of it or not. And in his mind you two were consummating the relationship.
Days went by and Jungkook noticed you were distant, he wondered what went on in your head. Did you not enjoy yourself with him the other night? Did he not satisfy you? You had slept together so why were you ignoring him.
The reason you were distant was because you had heard the rumors of you two dating. You let them know it wasn’t true but once you heard Jungkook himself had confirmed those rumors you wanted to confront him. So you waited all day thinking of what to say.
“Hey, we need to talk” you spoke
“Sure, what’s going on?” He asked with a smile
The building was pretty much empty at this point, even Director Lee had left. It was just you and Jungkook. And maybe the janitor but you hadn’t seen him just yet.
“Why are you telling people we’re dating?” You spoke
“Because we are, what do you mean?” He asked
“What? Are you delusional or something. When did you ask you me out? Huh?” You hissed
“Please don’t upset me darling, on our first day here you smiled at me, you ate dinner with me, we’ve gone on movie dates, I walk you home every night… we talk for hours on end, you smile at me everyday, we even have pictures together” he whispered the last part
“You are delusional… I smile at you because I’m nice not because I like you, we’ve only eaten dinner at work, you walk me home because you live across from me… dates? Movies? You and I have never been on a date before” you spoke in anger
“What about the other night? We slept together you begged me to keep going to make you mine!” He yelled
“What? Slept together? Fuck me, you’re insane. I’ve never slept with you” you chuckled
“Enough, I don’t want to hear this. I don’t want to get mad at you, I don’t want to hurt you darling so please. Take my hand and let’s go home” he spoke softly
“Ha! Ya Jeon Jungkook, do you hear yourself? I don’t want you anywhere near me. Don’t make me go to the police” you rolled your eyes and turned to walk away
“Your sister still in middle school right and your mom still runs that Black bean noodle restaurant? Barely making ends meet… it would be a shame if that little old run down place burned to the ground, what would happen to your mom and sister if they were to find themselves trapped in there?” He asked
“What did you just say?” You uttered
“You heard me the first time, I really like you, love you even. But if you push me away one more time your little family will die before the cops get to me do you hear me. You and I belong together and I won’t let anyone get in the way of that. If you go to the police now you can report me sure but let’s be honest. I have money, I have status and with the power I hold they won’t do anything. Haven’t you learned anything from the news? Men have the preference oh how can we ruin this young man’s future, how do we know she’s telling the truth? She’s just mad because he broke up with her and so on” he chuckled
A chill ran down your spine, you looked at him with anger. Tears streamed down your cheeks as he came closer, he lifted your chin up and leaned down to kiss you. His hands began roaming your body, pressing you against the wall. You could feel him getting hard. He pulled away and chuckled.
“So, do you still want to report me? Go ahead” he smiled handing you his phone
You stared at him for what felt like hours before you whipped your face, you took his hand and walked out of the building with him. Jungkook was attractive and if he would of asked you out earlier you would have said yes. If he would have made an effort to get to know you like a normal person you would have been interested.
But he chose to be a stalker, he chose to threaten you. He chose to watch you from afar, to sneak into your place, to take pictures of you. He could have been different. And now you had to live with it, you would die if anything ever happened to your mother or little sister because of your choices. It was true what he said. The police were corrupt and even if they weren’t it would be hard to prove you never dated him, the she said he said blame was never taken seriously. It’s the sad truth about the world we live in.
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I need some Jungkook smut…(if your comfortable) I want some light bdsm. Maybe he ties her to the bed and uses toys on her. It can be short, but I need something like this ! oml 😭
Peep Show
You were Jungkook's favorite person to watch when he was outside your window. This time, he's determined to have a closer look.
Word Count: 2.141
Warning: mentions of stalking, light bdsm, gagged reader, bound reader, slight yandere tendancies, mentions of unsolicited voyeurism, masturbating (m & f), dom jungkook, submissive reader, sex toy, unprotected sex, oral (f), creampie, impregnation kink,
“Can’t you see what you do to me, baby?” Jungkook asks, trailing his hand across your face. “You make me act so crazy.”
Jungkook’s eyes dart to your heaving chest - up and down, in and out - breathing rapidly. He hums, eyes darting back up to your face - so beautiful, he thinks, mouth wide open but gagged.
“You know what you do to me, Y/N. You knew I was watching you.”
Your wrist begins to throb with how tight Jungkook - you had finally learned his name - had tied you.
You wouldn’t say you met Jungkook months ago because this was his first time speaking with you officially. But as Jungkook said, you knew he was watching you. You had gotten the feeling as you walked home that someone was watching you and it wasn’t as if Jungkook ever made his presence a secret.
However, you never sensed a threat from the man. Maybe that was an issue on your end - Jungkook wasn’t the stereotypical…stalker? He didn’t hide behind bushes or linger in the dark often. He wasn’t someone you would consider a stalker to be - frightening and threatening to your safety. Maybe it was how handsome he was.
Jungkook is a handsome man and that was why you didn’t take the situation as seriously as it was - or is, seeing as you are bound and gagged. And even now, after the man had broken into your home, you cannot find yourself being frightened by him; only aroused.
You could feel eyes on you everywhere you went - from work to home, from home to the grocery store; to cafe’s and everywhere you went, Jungkook was there.
The first time you made direct eye contact with Jungkook was the time you touched yourself. You had left your window ajar slightly and dimmed the lights. Your bed faced the window perfectly and Jungkook had a direct view of your naked figure. It was insane, he thinks, to watch you freely out in the open, but he didn’t care and obviously, neither did you.
You opened your legs wide for Jungkook to see how wet your pussy was. Your fingers play with your clit while your other hand grips your breast, fingers twirling and pinching your erect nipples. His mouth salivates at the filthy sight of you, so much so that he cannot help but do the same as you.
Jungkook contemplated if he should be doing this out in the open in the middle of the night. This was intimate, he thinks. However, your eyes then opened and looked directly at him in the shadows and he knew right in that moment that you knew he was there watching you. You were doing this for him - and Jungkook loses all shame he once had.
Jungkook had never came as hard as he did right there outside your window. He focuses his eyes on your wet pussy and the sweet sounds of your moans; drawing higher and higher as you were nearing your own high. He adds a bit of his own saliva to his hand so he can imagine that it’s you - your warm pussy wrapped firmly around him.
“You were never going to invite me in so I had to take matters into my own hands. I hope you don’t mind.”
Your naked skin, so soft and gentle to the touch that Jungkook visibly shudders at the feeling of touching you. You smell so heavenly - like warm vanilla. His pants grow tighter as the seconds drag on.
“I’m not going to lie, baby. I thought about what I would do when I finally had the moment to speak with you.”
Jungkook walks around the bed towards your nightstand - where he knew his gift was at. He had left it right outside your window one morning for you to find - you told yourself it was a request.
Jungkook opens the nightstand drawer and finds it; the pink vibrator he had gifted you that you had since used every night for his eyes to see. This time, he wanted to be there when you came and he prayed that you’d squirt all over him instead of your bedsheets.
“I thought that our first meeting would be me having the courage to ask you out on a date.” Jungkook admits, a light dust on his cheeks. “I would bring you flowers and tell you how beautiful I thought you were…”
Jungkook places the vibrator against your chest, lightly rubbing circles around on your skin.
“...But then I realized, baby, that you didn’t want that. If you did, you would have stopped me in public. You would have spoken to me…”
Jungkook presses the button to the vibrator, his eyes on your reaction.
Your breathing increases as Jungkook slowly twirls the vibrator against your nipples.
“Instead, baby, you kept your windows open every night and gave me a show.” Jungkook snickers when he hears muffled whimpers. “You wanted me to see how wet your pussy was. How much you enjoyed my gift…”
Jungkook turns off the vibrator and lowers himself to your breast. He could no longer help himself. He wraps your erect nipple into his mouth and begins to suckle on it. His breathing increases and the experience alone has Jungkook feeling as if he’s floating.
Your whimpers increase and your back arching. Jungkook licks and pinches at your nipples, large hands fully grasping your breasts in his own so tightly that they’re seeping through the gaps of his fingers.
Jungkook manages to stop himself, leaning away from you forcefully. Your nipples are hard and wet, glistening with his saliva.
“So wet.” Jungkook hums when his eyes flicker to your pussy. “So willing. Tell me, baby, do you wanna cum all over me?”
Your eyes are wide when Jungkook adverts his attention to you, dark eyes staring right into yours.
Hesitantly, you nod your head, embarrassed by just how much you liked the idea of allowing someone else to make you cum. There’s a rush going through you that maybe should be alarms going off - Jungkook was a stranger. You knew nothing of this man besides the fact that he’s been watching you. He knows your day to day routine and where you work and live.
But yet, somehow, all you can think about was this man - an attractive man with such dark hair and arms full of tattoos - making you cum.
“My sweet, Y/N. Such a good little whore…” Jungkook places a firm hand against your thigh.
The sound of the vibrator is heard loud in your ears. Goosebumps liter your skin when Jungkook inches it closer and closer to your open legs.
Your back arches when you finally feel the vibrator against your clit. Your thighs quiver at how firm it’s held against you - Jungkook is truly determined to see you cum right before his eyes.
Jungkook licks his lips, your whimpers in the background of it all. However, he cannot take his eyes off of your clit - so wet and swollen, fully taking the power of the vibrator.
You don’t know when’s the last time you’ve been with a man - you focused on yourself and solely yourself. Your body yearns for Jungkook to come closer to you - to touch you. It yearns for Jungkook to completely take control of you like he is now; to completely dominate you in ways you cannot imagine.
“That’s it, baby.” Jungkook groans as your hips buckle against the vibrator. “Make yourself cum for me.”
The vibrator is loud - louder than your muffled moans. It dances off the wall of your room with a loud buzzing sound.
“Wanna taste…” Jungkook trails off and doesn’t give warning when he leans down besides the vibrator and his tongue begins to lap your already swollen clit, vibrator not moving an inch.
Now your toes are curling and your eyes are fluttering. Your pussy is clenching and unclenching and this does not go unnoticed by Jungkook. His mind wanders to the thought of taking you right here - you’d let him, wouldn’t you?
Of course you would, Jungkook thinks, tongue plugging itself so needily against your clit. Your juices hit his tongue, sweet arousal coating his taste buds and clouding his senses.
Of course you would Jungkook fuck you; use you. He wants you in every position imaginable - all for himself. Like a little doll, he thinks, just for him. You can stay tied up in his home and wait for him to return. He would fuck you as much as it took to get you to cum all over him.
Jungkook’s tongue reaches your pussy, his tongue dipping into the entrance needily. He presses the vibrator harder against your clit, his own moans releasing from his throat.
“You’d let me fuck you, right, baby?” Jungkook asks, leaning up to look at you. His lips are covered in your arousal, dripping in it completely. “You’d let me? You can cum all over me like you did the other night. You remember how much you came all alone…?”
Your response is muffled, but Jungkook knows you want him to. Your legs are quivering and your hips are buckling for him.
How Jungkook manages to remove half of his pants and underwear without taking the vibrator off of you is a mystery. What you do know is Jungkook’s cock is pretty - soft pink tip and veiny length.
“It must’ve been so long since you’ve been fucked good.” Jungkook chuckles with a shake of his head. He grasps his cock and inches it closer to your entrance. “That’s what you wanted all along. To be fucked good. I know, baby.”
Jungkook enters you fully - you're so full of him.
Jungkook wanted this for months - to be covered in your sticky arousal and to feel your embrace. So milky, he thinks, pounding into you with such speed that it could be considered unimaginable. His eyes are unsure what to focus on - your pussy gripping him so lovingly. Maybe the way your breast bounces with the rhythm of his thrusts - or your beautiful tear-stained face where you’re whimpering and gagging, a bit of drool trickling down your chin.
Your eyes are fluttering, trying hard to remain open. Your body is vibrating fully - Jungkook’s hold on the vibrator only pressing deeper onto your clit. You never felt such pleasure before in your life and it was all thanks to Jungkook, the man you didn’t know in the slightest. If your mother knew you’d allowed a stranger to climb through your window and fuck you, she’d be greatly disappointed.
“I feel you, baby. Milking me so well.” Jungkook groans. “So pretty, taking my cock like a little whore. I knew you wanted me, baby.”
There’s a churning in your stomach that has your breathing hitching. Your eyes are clenched shut and through the restraints of your wrists, your hands clench together.
“I feel it, baby. Let go.” Jungkook presses the vibrator even deeper - how? You’re unsure. What you did know was that you were going to cum the hardest you’ve ever had.
Jungkook is satisfied when you do, arousal shooting right into his abdomen. He allows the vibrator to fall besides him, not bothering to turn it off. Instead, he places both hands onto your hips and hoists you up to fuck you into an even deeper angle.
Your body is twitching with overstimulation and you’re positive that after this, you would never let Jungkook go. Your mind is blank and you’re truly wrapped in lust and arousal.
Jungkook’s thrust is sloppy and he’s determined to cum deep inside of you - so deep that there was no way any of his cum could be dropped.
Jungkook’s nails dig tightly into your skin, eyes firmly on your figure - he wants to do this with you day by day; fuck into you until you’re creaming his cock so lovingly. Fuck into you until he’s cumming - and the possibility of breeding you as if you’re his own…
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jungkook, after a few more sloppy thrusts, releases inside of you. He tries to catch his breath for a moment, not releasing himself from inside of you until he’s fully soft.
It takes Jungkook another 10 minutes to come back to his senses. He grasps the vibrator and turns it off. His heavy eyelids look at you to find that you’re sleeping peacefully.
“My pretty Y/N…” Jungkook coos. He removes the gag from your mouth and places you against your pillow. He goes to undo the restraints on your wrist, a part of him saddened when he realizes the marks on your wrist. “...sleep well.” he murmurs, tucking you firmly into bed.
Jungkook takes his leave, pondering when you woke up if you’d think that it was all a dream or remember the events that transpire between the two of you.
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Ｄｏｏｒ Ｌｏｃｋ
pairing; f.m reader x jungkook (ft. ryujin from itzy)
genre; yandere, thriller, guessing game
summary; ever since you had an encounter with a creepy man at your job, you started waking up feeling like things were off, after some time you start suspecting that you're not alone at night in your apartment, but the man from your job isn't the only one with questionable motives, can you guess who your stalker is?
warnings; yandere themes, stalking, obsessive / unhealthy love, drugging, swearing, drinking, paranoia
wc; 6k
note; based on the movie Door Lock (although not all events are exactly the same) - I wanted to try writing smth a little different than usual
'' Do you want me to walk you home? ''
'' Oh, come on! '' you sighed and rolled your eyes. '' I'm not a kid, my apartment's just around the corner. ''
Your friend, Ryujin, didn't look very happy with your answer. Her lips pursed, causing a dissatisfied look to form on her face. She crossed her arms and shook her head.
'' You're always so stubborn. ''
Ryujin only received a shrug in response as you had already started turning away from her, making up your mind a long time ago. She'd always say these things after the two of you had a late night out drinking.
And she'd always get turned down by her friend who thought she worried too much. Every time, you would arrive safely at your apartment, without anyone even following you or giving you a glance.
'' It went fine last week, Ryujin. Nothing will happen to me, it never does. ''
She scoffed dryly, '' I swear one day you're going to regret saying that, y/n. ''
'' Maybe, but not today! '' you cheerfully shouted to her when you had created some distance.
'' Text me when you get home at least! ''
You waved her off. The walk home was short because Ryujin always chose restaurants or bars near your apartment. It was around the corner and up the long stairs.
You always complained loudly about the stairs. Arriving home drenched in sweat and panting wasn't exactly ideal. But it was by far the least horrid thing about the route to your apartment.
The reason your friend was worried every time you walked home alone was mainly because the hill had no lights; it was pitch black, except for small splotches of light that came from the hill houses' outdoor lights.
It also had no CCTV so if anyone were to try something in the dark, no one would likely notice.
However, you had long accepted it. It was almost a given when the rent was so cheap, and you couldn't complain about the view. Since it was at the top of the hill, it faced downtown and often had beautiful sunsets.
On this night there wasn't a sunset in sight because it had long passed. The city was asleep, with only cicadas echoing up the hill.
About halfway up, you stopped to squint. Was that someone standing at the top? No - you must've imagined it.
You kept walking but occasionally glanced at the top from time to time. What you thought you saw had disappeared and when you finally reached the spot it was in, you were fully convinced your mind had played tricks on you.
The security guard greeted you when he saw you entering the building. You gave him a curt nod and hurried on, desperate to sleep in the comfort of your bed.
At your door, something felt off. Your eyebrows knit together as you crouched to look at the keypad. Had you really forgotten to close it this morning? You could've sworn you did.
You pressed the code and then wiped the screen with the sleeve of your shirt. It soon became forgotten when you stepped inside your apartment. The alcohol seemed to have clouded your mind on top of your senses.
With a yawn, you flopped down on the bed and fell fast asleep without changing, brushing your teeth, or getting under the covers.
You woke up with a terrible headache pounding your head. A groan slipped past your dry lips as you forced yourself to get up. Your whole world started spinning and you had to sit down to ground yourself.
Bile rose in your throat. You ran to the bathroom and managed to open the seat just in time for last night's pleasures to come out.
You felt confused again. Was it age that was starting to creep up on you? You didn't get hangovers very often, no matter how much you drank.
Resting against the tile wall behind, you let the cold cool your scorching skin. You knew you still had to go to work since you couldn't risk getting fired.
Slowly you peeled yourself off from the wall and started heading out after getting dressed. It was still relatively dark out, the winter sun rising on the horizon, but it was nowhere near as terrifying as when going home in the complete dark at night. That was a different type of darkness, a lonely one, which seemed to bring out the worst kinds of people lurking in the dark.
At work, your nice colleague greeted you with her usual cheery smile. She whispered that she had covered for you being late so no one had noticed.
With a grateful smile, you sat down in your spot and got ready to meet customers. Lately, you had noticed that your colleagues who were extra nice; smiling and almost touching the customers, would have more people go to their booths; so today, you were determined to put on your best fake polite smile and maybe you could get a permanent contract.
'' Number 29, please come to booth 4. ''
You saw a man stir in the crowd, hesitating, which made you internally sigh. You hadn't been very lucky with your booth number, that was yet another reason your performance always got criticized by your boss.
Sternly you leaned over the mic again, '' Number 29, please come forward. ''
The man finally gave up and walked over. When he sat down he looked both nervous and slightly uncomfortable. However, your warm smile made him loosen up.
'' Welcome. How can I help you today? ''
'' I would like to create an account. ''
You nodded and typed in the information. While working, you noticed his eyes on you, so you decided to strike up some small talk.
'' You live in Seongnam too? ''
The man's eyes widened, '' Yes...Do you live there? ''
'' I do, '' you chuckled, looking him right in the eyes now.
The intimate eye contact, coupled with your smile made him blush visibly. He looked away. Silence filled the space as you finished the last few things and showed him the screen. You gave him some necessary information, before handing him back his ID.
'' Maybe we can go out for coffee sometime? '' he mumbled after you were done talking and were ready to call the next customer.
He was handsome, there was no denying that, and he was definitely your type, with a bad boy appearance. He reminded you of your manager that you'd been crushing on and the cute new security guard at your apartment.
But it was unprofessional and you felt rather creeped out to be asked on a date at your job, especially in such an upfront way after you talked about where you lived.
'' Sorry, I can't do that. I'm working right now. ''
The man's smile faded, his eyes darkened and narrowed as he tilted his head, like he was unsure if he'd heard you correctly. '' I can take you out after. ''
Staring at him speechless, you wondered if the shy act he'd put on earlier was just that - an act. The man in front of you now didn't show any signs of being shy, quiet, nervous, or polite. He screamed of danger.
'' I- ''
'' You fucking whore! '' he cut you off screaming and catching the attention of everyone in the bank.
'' You flirted with me first, '' he started to his feet and began banging on the protective shield.
You jumped back, heart in your throat as you stammered. You couldn't get out a single word.
He tried reaching his arm in through the small gap and managed to pull you towards the shield. A scream ripped from your throat.
'' Security! '' you heard your manager shout.
You felt your arm be released just a few seconds later and you pulled away, breathing heavily. Even as he was being escorted away he kept screaming the same things, and creepily never taking his eyes off of you.
Red marks had formed where you were grabbed and you groaned when rubbing them. In the corner of your eye, you saw your manager approach so you quickly tried putting your arm under the table.
He saw it and grabbed it before you could do so. With a disappointed tick of his tongue, he inspected it and then freed you.
'' What a crazy asshole. ''
The shock had slowly started dissipating, '' Thank you. ''
'' No need to thank me, just call on me whenever you need. ''
You smiled awkwardly and bowed. Your manager left and the rest of the day went smooth sailing. Midday, you went for lunch with your coworker and Ryujin but you had a strange feeling in your stomach, like you were being watched.
It gnawed inside you, making it impossible to eat again. You put down your chopsticks and went back to work. Thankfully, after that, the thought was forced to the back of your mind due to how busy it was. You were pretty successful during the afternoon; making many customers satisfied as well as your boss, so you walked out at the end of the day with a small smile playing on your lips, despite the incident during the early hours.
'' Hey. ''
You froze in your steps. That voice, it sounded a lot like the man from before. You turned around very slowly, praying that you'd been mistaken.
The color drained off of your face when you faced him, it had been like you thought. The man from earlier was standing there, leaning back against the bus stop with a shit-eating grin on his face.
'' You have no idea how long I've waited for you. ''
Words got stuck in your dry throat. Your eyes started searching for help, but no one was around. Meanwhile, you could see how the man had started stalking towards you.
'' Why aren't you responding? You rude bit- ''
His hand caught your wrist in that painfully strong grip again and you yelped, flinging your arms around to escape him which had no effect at all; he just pulled you towards him, whipped you around, and hugged you from behind.
Suddenly, the grip loosened and you were pushed out of the way, almost knocking you over. You raised your head slowly.
The man was caught in a chokehold by your manager and couldn't get a word out, despite trying very hard to when he saw you move in the background.
You stared back at him, but after a few seconds, your eyes started flicking towards your manager's back instead. The man seemed to be losing consciousness and you started to feel anxious; this much violence wasn't necessary at all.
Without a word, you pulled your manager's hands away from the man who fell to the ground clutching his throat and coughing weakly.
'' I'm okay, '' you blurted out when he turned to you with a puzzled, almost angry look.
His frown disappeared and he seemingly accepted your answer. You let yourself be led towards his car and got in as you felt like your manager was someone you could trust. He had saved you twice now after all.
The whole ride, he talked about self-defense techniques; urging you to go to classes in the city and telling you about different weapons you could use. He also told you firmly that he'd file a police report for harassment and stalking since it was his job as a manager to keep his employees safe.
You only half-heartedly listened, feeling more zoned out the closer you got to the apartment building. The long day had made you incredibly tired, causing you to look forward to just going to sleep.
'' Take this, '' he concluded the rant right when the car pulled into the parking lot.
'' What is it? ''
'' It's a small pocket knife. ''
You frowned, '' That's illegal. ''
'' So? You'll be sorry if you get attacked and don't have it. ''
You hesitated for another moment. He grabbed your wrist and put it into your hand, closing it as if to say there'd be no further protest about the matter.
With a sigh, you gave up. Your manager parked the car and stepped out at the same time you did. He watched you as you went towards the entrance with one hand propped up on the roof of the car.
'' Do you need a ride tomorrow? ''
'' I'll be fine. Thank you, again, for- everything. ''
'' No problem, always glad to help. ''
And with that, he got back in the car and started it just as you opened the entrance door. You basked in the warmth that embraced you as soon as you entered the lobby.
The security guard who usually sat at the desk was nowhere to be seen. A smile shot to your lips. He was probably carrying up packages for the residents again, even though he wasn't allowed up there.
You glanced at his desk and something caught your attention. A very large package sat right on the edge of it, looking homemade with its messy taping and rough surface.
It intrigued you so you got closer. Your hand brushed along the material, eyes following it up all the way to the top where a small, white, paper square had been taped on.
' For: y/n '
You let out a small gasp. There was nothing else on the note, no other name or even address. Whoever sent it must've gone straight here instead of sending it through the mail.
With shaky hands, you used a cardboard knife cutter that was on the desk to cut the package open. Inside you saw a lone, small teddy bear. It was new, untouched, and had perfectly spot-free white fur.
You noticed it was holding a broken heart and it had a gloomy, melancholy expression on its face. While shoving your hand in to try and find if there was anything under the styrofoam, a sudden sound behind you made you jump.
'' Hey. ''
Recognizing the voice and placing it as belonging to the security guard, you visibly relaxed and turned around to face him.
'' You scared me. ''
'' Sorry about that. Ah, '' his eyes shifted to the package. '' you've opened it already. What was in it? ''
You waved the teddy bear in the air. '' Not much. Did you see who dropped it off? ''
'' It was just a regular delivery driver. He told me he'd been given it by some man the day before. ''
'' That's weird, '' you trailed off, mind already trying to come up with possible suspects.
For some reason, the dark staircase intruded your thoughts and in an instant, your focus shifted. Slowly your feet moved on their own until you were outside the building again.
The wind kissed your cheek and went past you, swirling down the steps. Your head turned with it. Just like the day before, it was dark, with only the scarce, dimly lit lamps illuminating spots here and there.
You weren't sure why you came out here. Had you expected to somehow spot the perpetrator in the dark, lurking while waiting for your reaction to opening the package?
One thing was for sure though, the gut feeling from before returned once again when you were at the staircase. That ominous, unexplainable feeling, of being watched.
The chill in the wind made you get back in as goosebumps littered your skin.
'' Did you see someone? ''
'' No, it's just...nothing. ''
You didn't feel like you were in the mood to explain and the security guard was thankfully exceptionally good at reading people, so he only smiled and bid goodnight.
In the dark of your own apartment, you lay for only a few minutes, aimlessly staring into the ceiling before it was interrupted by a rapt knock on your door. The sleepiness from before had disappeared since the new mystery had almost put you in a vigilant and paranoid state so you sprung up on your feet and opened it without any hesitation.
'' Sorry. You forgot this, '' it was your manager again, waving your wallet in the air.
'' Oh my god, I'm sorry. I feel like a burden now. ''
He laughed, '' It's fine. I noticed it almost right away. ''
You still felt bad even though he shook it off. Maybe you could invite him inside and offer tea or coffee for politeness; it was something you'd always seen your mom do when work on the house took a lot longer and the servicemen looked tired.
'' Would you like to come inside for a moment? I have coffee and tea. ''
'' I think I can spare a few minutes tea would be nice, '' he said, flashing a charming smile.
You returned it and then stepped aside so he could come in. He took a seat at your table next while you put the kettle on. An attempt at small talk was then made after silence briefly filled the space.
'' That guy will be banned from the bank, I'll see to it myself. You'll never have to worry about him again. ''
You sighed, '' Thank you, I don't know how I could ever pay you back, sir. ''
His eyes twinkled. Standing up he approached the door to the bathroom and pointed to it.
'' Can I use your bathroom? ''
'' Of course. ''
You went over to the kettle to see if it was almost ready. The sound of its hissing filled your ears. He took a long time in there and gave you room for your mind to wander off again.
He had found you quite quickly after you dropped your wallet and left the car. You stared at the door. Just as the door lock to the bathroom clicked, another thought struck you, this one much worse - How did he know where you lived?
Click
The door pushed open dramatically slow. Your manager stepped out and immediately locked eyes with you, he must've sensed something was wrong because he frowned.
His lips separated, but no words came out. He was left standing there, baffled, when you sprinted out of the apartment. You didn't stop until you reached the front desk.
'' Please call the police! ''
The security guard was startled by your entrance and jumped on his feet. '' What! Why? ''
'' My stalker is here, '' you waved your hands around, '' The one who gave me that package. ''
Things seemed to click in his head. He didn't question you further, instead calling the police and pulling you towards him protectively while you waited.
They arrived a lot quicker than you'd anticipated, which meant that only a few minutes had passed when your manager made his way downstairs after the shock had settled.
'' Why did you run? '' he questioned you.
You didn't answer and turned your head as if he was invisible. The security guard placed himself between you and your manager while the police led him out. He hadn't even been surprised they got called, it was like he was expecting them. You watched as they drove away with him in the back and sighed in relief.
'' Finally '' you mumbled to yourself, '' It's over. ''
The security guard smiled warmly at you which reminded you that you needed to thank him for his kindness.
'' I don't know how I could ever repay you for everything you've done for me. ''
He laughed, '' Don't worry about it. It's my job, and I'm just happy that you're safe. ''
'' Still, if it weren't for you I- '' you stopped, feeling yourself choking on tears as your mind imagined all possible endings.
He gave your shoulder a squeeze and looked at you sympathetically. Sensing that you needed some time to yourself, he then left to go talk to one of the remaining officers.
Long after they had all left and the commotion from the clamoring, nosey neighbors had settled, the feeling remained. It was hard going to sleep that night with your mind racing so much.
Despite that, you got ready and forced yourself to sleep, knowing that after some time you'd fall asleep naturally. You closed your eyes and daydreamed, occasionally taking a sip of the bottle of water next to your bed until falling into a deep slumber.
The next morning, you awoke with a pounding head yet again. Sitting up slowly you groaned and clutched it while your eyes looked around your apartment.
Something felt off.
You blamed the headache on stress and it causing you to not drink enough water, but you couldn't shake the feeling that the paranoia arose in you, the suspicion that someone had been inside your apartment.
'' That's nonsense, '' you sleepily mumbled to yourself.
One more yawn later and you managed to stand up, although with some difficulty. Inside the bathroom, you began to start your usual morning routine when your suspicions got closer to being confirmed.
On top of the toilet stood the roll of toilet paper. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary at first, it was in the same space it always was. However, on further inspection, the material was wet with a slight imprint of fingers.
You couldn't shake this off as a mere coincidence. All logical explanations were immediately ruled out - you hadn't showered before going to bed and the mark was so new, it wouldn't even have been left if you did go to the bathroom during the night. That was the thing, you didn't.
Freaked out of your mind, you did the first thing you could think of - leave the apartment.
With trembling hands, you managed to get your phone out while stumbling down the stairs. You called Ryujin who picked up almost immediately.
'' Y/n, you're late again! The boss is freaking out. ''
'' Sorry, I- '' you shook your pulsating head.
It was making you feel disoriented so words were formed a lot slower as your mind worked twice as slow.
'' Can you cover for me? I don't think I can come to work today actually. ''
'' What why? '' when she heard the uneasy tone in your voice, she paused. '' Did something happen? ''
'' I'll tell you later. ''
'' Okay, '' she worriedly agreed.
You had originally planned on going to work, but the events from the day before; as well as you convincing yourself that your stalker was waiting for you outside, made you reconsider.
On the short walk back to your apartment after you went to buy some food, you bumped into the security guard again.
'' Are you okay? ''
You turned around, quickly fixing your expression when you realized you must've looked erratic. '' Huh? ''
'' Did...something happen? ''
'' No. I'm okay. ''
You hurried to move on and get to your apartment. The silence inside when the door locked was deafening. A few seconds passed, then you turned all the lights on.
A kitchen knife was the weapon of choice as you navigated yourself through the apartment, checking every crook in it. You opened the door to your bedroom and bathroom with some hesitancy, only to find it completely empty, and just as you'd left them.
No one was hiding in your closet either, or under your couch, so you relaxed as you fell back on your bed again, exhausted from the stress and paranoia that was eating you up inside.
It must have been midday when you woke up again. It felt like it had been a long time since you left the building and actually went further than the corner shop.
Aimlessly you walked with a slight hurry to your steps, down the steep staircase, and into the center of the square where you hailed a cab.
Since the day before, you felt like you wanted to visit the police station. You needed to make sure the stalker had been caught and that it was just your mind playing tricks on you because you'd been so shaken up.
Thankfully it wasn't busy so you managed to get a hold of an officer at the desk right away.
'' Hey. How can I help you? ''
'' I'm wondering about someone you have in custody. I'm looking for someone and I want to see them. ''
'' Are you a family member? ''
'' No, is that okay? ''
'' State your relation to the person and who you want to see. ''
You filled in a form and then followed the lady at the reception as she led you through the maze that was the police station. The manager's eyes widened when he spotted you, and despite being warned by the guard not to, he started on his feet and grabbed the bars.
'' Y/n! Please tell them it was a misunderstanding. ''
Your lips thinned. '' I can't, because I'm not so sure it is. ''
He stared at you bewilderedly while incoherent words left his mouth until he finally turned his attention to the guard as an idea popped into his disoriented head.
'' Are you allowed to show her that I filed a report? ''
'' No sir. I can only confirm. ''
'' So you confirm that I filed a police report last night against the actual stalker and harasser of this lady? ''
'' I confirm you filed a report, '' the officer grumbled.
'' Why? ''
Your manager sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
'' Because I'm not the man who has been stalking you! ''
'' How can I trust you? ''
For whatever reason, he hesitated which made alarm bells ring in your ears. You weren't sure you'd believe anything he'd say from then on, it all seemed very planned and rehearsed.
'' Look. I got your room number from the security guard, I asked him where you lived since I needed to give you the wallet back. ''
You shook your head and backed away from the bars. '' No, I don't believe you. Ever since I joined the company you've always been there, ready to protect me, coming out of nowhere to pretend to be my hero. But you're the one pulling the strings behind the scenes! You are my stalker. ''
You directed your attention to the officer again. '' Have you got enough evidence to keep him longer? ''
The ticking of the large clock right above your head made you aware of the fact that they'd have to release him out of custody unless they had compelling evidence.
'' No ma'am. The DNA test results will arrive in a week. ''
You released a shaky breath and raised both your hands as if trying to grasp something invisible to ground yourself.
'' Okay, okay, '' you mumbled under your breath.
'' The other possible suspect will be arrested tonight. If you'd like, we can escort you back home safely. ''
'' Yes please, I'd appreciate that. ''
If you stayed inside for a week, which was slightly inconvenient but manageable nonetheless, then maybe they'd have newer evidence as well as the DNA results from the gift box you gave them.
The kind officers escorted you home as promised and for the first time in a long time, you didn't feel paranoid and scared while waving goodbye to them. You went upstairs and checked every room again before falling asleep.
As you awoke the next day, the sun had risen a long time ago. Your work was the last thing on your mind. Instead of calling in sick again, despite the risk of being fired, you called your friend Ryujin.
There was a chance that your manager had been released so you didn't want to be alone.
She picked up after only a few rings, sounding out of breath and worried. '' Y/n? Where the fuck have you been? ''
You jumped back and winched at her loud voice. She was shouting so much that you could hear her perfectly fine even while holding the phone an arm's length away from your ear.
'' I was so worried! I thought something bad happened to you after that pervert at work caused a scene, and then you call me once to tell me to cover for you at work! ''
She did have a point. You didn't give her an explanation after basically going completely silent. No one at work must've had any clue what was going on in your private life and why you weren't there. But if anyone deserved to know it was Ryujin.
'' I'm sorry, '' you began, sighing heavily. '' I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately. ''
'' Like what? '' she spat back, although less angry and loud this time.
'' It's hard to explain. Ever since that day I've been feeling like someone's been watching me. ''
'' A stalker? ''
'' Yeah, something like that. ''
'' Why didn't you tell me sooner? ''
'' It was a lot I had to process and figure out on my own first. I think this...stalker has been breaking into my apartment. ''
'' What? ''
'' I don't have a lot of proof of it. Mostly, it's just a feeling. ''
She went quiet for a moment, then when she spoke again, her voice sounded thick with sympathy. '' I believe you. ''
'' Thank you, '' you smiled wholeheartedly even though she couldn't see you.
You didn't know how much you'd missed her until you heard her voice again.
'' Do you wanna come over? ''
'' Of course. I think you need someone right now, '' she half-joked. '' I have enough vacation days, so that won't be a problem. I'll be over in twenty! ''
'' Okay, bye see you! ''
'' Bye! ''
You spent the next twenty minutes pacing back and forth in your apartment, not daring to go check if the toilet roll had been used again. When the bell rang, you felt so relieved, you didn't even check who it was.
Thankfully, that time it was actually Ryujin and not someone else. You flung yourself into her arms and hugged her tightly.
'' Oh wow, someone's missed me. ''
'' Shut up, '' you gave her a grin despite your words, which she returned as she sat down.
'' So. Tell me everything. ''
*******
After hearing the whole story, your friend was more worried than ever. Her reaction was a lot stronger than the other people who knew about it and you felt relieved she shared your paranoia.
The two of you drove down to the station so you could see if they had released him yet. Luck seemed to finally be on your side as they told you they had extended the time and were questioning both of the suspects since the creep from your job had been brought in too.
The weight on your shoulders had lifted completely now. Unless they broke out or were freed not long after, you'd at least have a night of serene rest, finally worry-free.
'' We will contact you when we have more information, '' the kind lady at the desk told you while you were leaving again.
'' Maybe I can go back to work tomorrow. ''
Ryujin turned her head so fast she almost crashed the car.
'' Are you sure? Do you not feel scared anymore? ''
'' No, why would I? I think it'll be okay. Soon they will get the results and they can finally be charged and put away forever. ''
She hummed in response, deep in thought, but agreed in the end that it would be good for you to go back to routine. You would put the whole thing behind you.
'' Thank you for dropping me off, and for coming over today. ''
'' No need to thank me, I was going crazy thinking about all the things that could've happened to you. Promise me you'll never leave me in the dark like that again! '' she frowned.
You laughed loudly, '' Promise. ''
As she drove off you waved enthusiastically so she'd see you were fine, because she kept asking if you were sure you didn't want her to stay the night.
On the way up, you saw the security guard again. He noticed your bright smile and lit up when he saw you.
'' You seem to be in a good mood today. ''
'' Yes! I am. ''
He stepped into the elevator with you and raised a small package in his hand to show you he was doing a delivery.
'' Is there any reason in particular? ''
'' The whole thing has been solved...well, pretty much anyway. The two suspects were arrested so I will be sleeping well tonight. ''
'' That's great! ''
You nodded, '' What floor are you going to? ''
'' Same as you, the eight, '' he gestured to the buttons and you pressed it for him.
'' You're too nice, I keep saying it. Shouldn't people come get their own packages in the lobby? ''
'' They should, but they don't. I guess the positive thing is that it leads to better reviews, so higher prices, and then I get a higher salary, '' he winked.
'' Smart, playing the long game. ''
You stepped out of the elevator and started walking towards your apartment. Even from afar, you noticed something was wrong with the lock. It kept beeping and flashing an error message.
It was quite easily fixed so you tried to contain your irritation on the inside.
'' Are you okay over there? '' the security guard shouted from the other side of the hallway.
He had dropped off his package and came over, having heard the noises.
'' Damn it. That fucker must've been inside this morning. ''
'' I thought he was arrested. ''
You nodded and swallowed bitterly, a look of disdain struck across your features. '' He was, I guess he just had to do it one last time. ''
'' Will you be okay? '' his soft voice sounded even more gentle as it was laced with genuine concern, '' do you want me to check? ''
'' No. The danger's gone, he can't hurt me anymore. ''
You didn't know if it was him you were trying to convince or yourself.
'' You can sleep with me, '' he timidly added.
'' What? '' you whipped your head around, having been lost in your thoughts for a moment.
'' I meant sleep by me, '' he blushed, '' in the lobby, if you feel scared. ''
You knew he probably meant well, but it was hard to hide the expression your face changed into since you felt a little weirded out. To sleep near someone is to trust them completely.
'' Thank you. I'll remember that in case I change my mind. ''
It was said in a stern tone, finalizing the conversation. The security guard was observant and picked up on it, nodding curtly before leaving. You gave the lock one final irritated look, then closed the door behind you and hurried to turn the lights on.
One tour later where you found no one and you were yet again left to make the hours go by until it was time to fall asleep again. You were thankful for the water bottle that always stood on your nightstand then as you downed it thirstily.
It washed over you like a wave, the sleepiness, and like it was knocking you over, you found yourself falling back against the soft mattress and blinking hazily at the ceiling.
Mere minutes after, you couldn't fight against it any longer so you became engulfed in what had become a familiar darkness. The sun outside slowly started fading, there was no way to tell how long it had been since you laid down; its last golden-red beams illuminated against your window.
Your room which was now one with the darkness suddenly lit up briefly. The screen of a phone on the table lighting up as a message popped up.
It went unnoticed and so the room turned black again. But then more messages came in, just when it was about to go dark - another lit up the room.
00:13
Ryujin: y/n?
Ryujin: can you answer me? this is important
00:14
Ryujin: are you okay?
00:15
Missed call from Ryujin
00:15
Ryujin: if you don't pick up the phone I'm coming over, if you see this, make sure you lock your door and the windows, also make sure you check everywhere!
Ryujin: the DNA results came in
The sound of a door unlocking echoed in the apartment. A hooded man stalked towards your sleeping form and the bed dipped as he sat down on it to pet your head.
00:15
Ryujin: it's not them, it's someone else
You stirred in your sleep, blissfully unaware of the danger that lurked just above you.
'' Sorry about the drugs, sweetheart. It's the only way I could visit you at night. But now, we will be together forever, '' the man said, and as he carried you out, the reflection in the mirror showed your stalker - the security guard.
*******
(explanation; although I think most people will guess it right I'll explain why it was him. The reason all she did was sleep was because of the drugs, he put them in the water bottle and then snuck in after she fell asleep during his nightshift, he laid next to her & even used her things (such as the paper) because he played '' house '' or pretended he was her boyfriend; since he was the security guard he had the easiest access to her as they often have keys to every apartment & it's also why he said he didn't see anyone delivering the package to y/n, I guess your enemies are a lot closer than you'd think c: !! if u have any more questions feel free to send them <3
#yandere kpop#kpop yandere#yandere bts#yandere jungkook#kpop guessing game#kpop fanfic#jungkook x reader#jungkook stalker
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Lurker | jjk (sp)
pairing: jeon jungkook x reader
genre: college student!reader x stalker!jungkook, dark, angst, bsf!jungkook x reader, light smut, slight Taehyung x reader,
summary: jungkook has been your best friend since your first year of college. Things begin to turn weird when you start to feel eyes behind your back whenever he's not around.
word count:
warnings: stalking, mature themes, blood, manipulation, cursing, death, knifes, entitlement,
notes: this is my first ever fic on here and i'm so excited! hopefully you guys like it. i wrote down this concept a long time ago and now i'm finally writing it. <3
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You're sitting on your couch attempting to study for an upcoming math exam when you get a call from your best friend, jeon jungkook. You both met in your freshman year of college because you happened to sit next to him during class and he joined you for lunch in the dining hall. Ever since then you've been inseparable.
“Hey, are you busy?” Jungkook chirped through the phone.
“Unfortunately” you huffed. “I have this stupid algebra test next week that I need to study for”
“Just wing it like i always do, it works for me” he chuckled at your misery.
“Unlike you Jeon, I actually need good grades” you match his playful condescending tone.
You heard the creak of his bed as he got up. “Well, whatever, I'm coming over,” he announced, then hung up the call.
Even though you were supposed to be doing your school work, you couldn't help but smile at the fact that he's coming over to see you. You could use some time away from your computer and useless assignments. You lift yourself off the couch into the kitchen to go grab some snacks for when he gets here.
You and Jungkook are lying on the couch with your legs over his lap. You trace your forefinger over the outline of his tattoos while you watch the second season of The Summer I Turned Pretty.
“Seriously, who the fuck names their kid Belly?”
You smack him over the head with a pillow. “It's short for Isabel!”
“Then just call her that!” he laughed.
You guys begin to settle down and continue watching when your phone buzzes from your back pocket. You reach down and open a text from Tae, the guy you met on campus a couple weeks ago. He was a really attractive guy, almost majestic looking, with curled brown locks that contrasted jungkook's sleek raven mane.
Tae messaged you asking if you were free this Friday because he wanted to take you to a new kbbq restaurant down the street. As you start typing a reply, you see Jungkook take notice and lean towards the screen.
He reads the message and quirks up a questioning eyebrow. “Who's that?”
You can sense a strong worry sensation coming off from him. He's always been pretty protective of you and around guys who show interest. But you think it's due to him seeing you as the little sister he's never had. And it warmed your heart to think that he felt that way.
“Oh him? We met weeks ago and we started talking pretty soon after that” You smiled thinking about it.
“Cool” Jungkook replied dryly. He turned back toward the tv with a blank expression plastered on his face.
You wanted to console and reassure him that Taehyung was a really sweet guy who treats you like a princess, even though we're not even officially dating yet. But you decide otherwise and continue watching Belly fuck up for the millionth time.
Midnight comes and it's time for Jungkook to return home. His mood seemed to get progressively better as the night went on and he started talking to you like normal again.
“I wish I could spend the night, but I got class in the morning” He frowns standing in the doorway.
“Don't worry about it Jeon, get some sleep” you say, patting his cheek in a caring jest.
You both bid your goodnights and you began cleaning up the mess of blankets and cushions on the couch. You pick up all the stray popcorn that landed on the couch during your fits of laughter and tickle fights initiated by Jungkook. You made your way over to the kitchen sink to wash the dishes, attempting to scrub the butter off the clear bowl.
clink
The quietness of your apartment made the sound seem ten times louder. You turn around from the sink and peer around the room. You didn't see anything out of the ordinary so you return to cleaning, wiping down the countertops.
clink clink
You turned your head sharply towards the noise again. It was coming from the screen door. You silently cursed yourself for deciding to live on the first floor. As you continued staring at the door, for some unknown reason you felt a big wave of fear come over your body, as if you were being watched.
#jungkook#jjk x reader#bts#fanfic#fanfiction#jungkook x reader#taehyung#taehyun x reader#dark x reader#bangtan#bts x reader#jeon jungkook#stalker#sneek peak#spooktober#jjk smut#dark fic#kpop#jeon jungkook x reader
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➙ Your first date with them (yandere au)
PARING: Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung & Jeon Jungkook x female reader
WARNINGS: obsession behavior, stalking, religious themes, corruption kink, suggestive(?)
English isn't my native language so please excuse me if I make any grammatical errors and feel free to let me know.
A/N: guess i can say this is the start of a new series? i also have something planned for hyung line
MASTERLIST
After months of watching you from a distance, smelling your sweet scent just from the scent of your clothes that he stole on some of his visits to your house (the fact that your mother are always working and the maid who takes care of the house is a half-deaf old woman helped a lot facilitated things for him), and knowing your personal tastes based on what you posted on social media and what he heard about you, he finally mustered up the courage to talk to you and ask you to go on a date with him.
Such was his surprise when you smiled and replied that you would love to accompany him to the movies on Saturday night.
Although she was very nervous, Jungkook struggled to make the encounter nice for you. He fought not to ask too much questions because he did not want to make you uncomfortable to be very invasive, however, also struggled to not seem disinterested. He loved the fact that you seemed so comforting to share more about you with him.
Of course he already knew that your favorite ice cream flavor was vanilla, your favorite color is blue, you're a big fan of fantasy books and that you have a beautiful kitten called Suga. However, it was still so good to hear this from you.
He insisted that you would choose what they would watch and also a point of paying for tickets. During the film, you surprised him the second time as you lumped your head under his shoulder, probably having noticed that he was hesitant to pass his arm around your shoulders.
When you left the movie theater, it was Jungkook's turn to take action: he held your hand. You talked more during the course home, shared your opinions about what you watched and you laughed at the silly imitation that Jungkook made the protagonist.
You put a gentle kiss on his cheek when he parked in front of your dormitory and wished good night before you got off the vehicle, leaving Jungkook smiling foolishly.
[22:47] Jungkook: thank you for today! i hope we can repeat :)
[23:14] YOU: i can't wait;)
After almost being fired because of an idiot who does not know how to listen to a "no", your main rule with waitress became that you never never would go to a date with customers again.
However, Kim Taehyung became an exception.
You did not think anyone with the financial conditions he looked to have frequent places like which you worked. You mean, if he can afford to dress up in expensive brands, wear jewelry, and drive a badass car, he sure as hell can eat at a fancy place with expensive fare, but he's still a regular customer at the diner where you waitress. He was like more than the other guys. More daring, more beautiful, more insistent.
From Taehyung's point of view, you weren't really different from the other girls he was with, however, as cliché as it may sound, there was something different about you. He never believed that love-at-first-sight bullshit, but he could have sworn that's what happened when he saw you. He became obsessed, got personal information from you like where you were born, where you live, who your family is. Things like your favorite ice cream flavor and favorite book he left for you to tell him when you finally agreed to have dinner with him.
You were a big challenge for Kim Taehyung, but it wasn't like he was going to give up.
He picked you up at the agreed time and took you to a fancy restaurant, just as you imagined. Taehyung opted for a table in a more private area, where you could have the privacy you needed to get to know each other. Unlike what you thought, the conversation flowed normally, as if you had known each other for many years. He made you feel comfortable talking about yourself and showed interest in the most frivolous things. You had the same effect on him, for although he doesn't like to talk about himself, he has shared some things with you.
From Jimin's point of view, you met in the best-case scenario: church, because that's where the good girls are, ready to receive the first touches on their untouched bodies, eager to have their souls corrupted and hearts broken by a bad boy.
He liked you instantly, decided he wanted you as soon as he laid eyes on you for the first time. You looked so beautiful in that below-the-knee dress and he was curious what the excess cloth was hiding, your eyes conveyed purity. He knew it wouldn't be hard to have you, after all, who could resist the pastor's son?
Weaning a pretty sundress and carrying a backpack on your back, you walked gracefully towards him. Jimin couldn't help but smile at the sight, delighted at how beautiful you looked.
— You're so fucking beautiful.— were the first words he said when you were close enough to listen to him.
— Oh... hello, Jimin.— you smiled shyly, before sitting next to him on the colorful towel stretched out on the floor.
It was still strange for you to deal with this version of him, the version that speaks profanity and flirts with you ... but you liked it very much.
The idea of the picnic in the park was yours and his dirty mind could no longer like it. Tease you in a public place with subtle touches on your legs, long looks on your neckline, suggestive comments ... You seemed so attractive with the confusing face and then red by understanding what he really wanted to say.
Contrary to what he expected, he really had fun at his side. You proved to be a very interesting and funny girl. The afternoon was pleasant and he found himself wanting more and more of you, feeling almost unable to stay away after you got so close.
On the way home he fought the thoughts of anyone else doing to you what he intended to do, the rage nearly consuming him at the very fact that the possibility existed.
You are his now.
#yandere bts#yandere scenarios#bts yandere#yandere jungkook#bts scenarios#yandere taehyung#yandere jimin#yandere jungkook x reader#yandere jimin x reader#yandere taehyung x reader#yandere au#yandere bts reactions#bts reactions#corruption kink#stalker#jungkook headcanons#jimin headcanons#taehyung headcanons
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jungkook is truly a better person than me bc if it were me in his place i'd have put the access to bigshot lawyers and those boxing lessons to use ages ago
#u have to be an another level of a fool to think creepy stalking is gonna make someone appreciate u#they really think jk would eat food sent by stalkers??????? THE AUDACITY SMH#jungkook#bts text
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burning flames (or paradise) | jjk
title: burning flames (or paradise) | jjk (18+)
pairing: jeon jungkook x eader
genre: angst, drama, smut
word count: 1.8k
status: complete
synopsis: reader's never killed a man, until of course, she does.
warnings: unprotected sex, minor injuries, stalking, paranoid, implied self harm, readera and yoongi had a thing, minor character death
“do you know how to use a knife?”
she sees him through the fogged mirror.
her face is freshly washed, body shaven, and soft as silk.
“i chop my vegetables as good as the next girl.”
his hands rest where they always do, tattooed fingers disappearing in brushed knit.
“i wouldn’t go for the obvious cut,” the knot slowly comes undone. “if i were in your place, i'd want the fucker to bleed out—slow.”
his kiss is cruel.
“good thing you aren’t.”
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When X CALLS ME SHRIEKING ... The Sasaengs Are At It Again
So my phone went off at a quarter to ungodly because
These pictures are NOTHING LIKE what was perpetrated on Jeon Jungkook at JFK International Airport yesterday.
These pictures are okay. The press was told - WE were told - IN ADVANCE - that Jungkook would be flying out early. What day, very nearly what time, it was public knowledge and JeiKei is not upset. Video from his departure shows a bowing, happy, relaxed man.
See? He looks FINE.
But by the time he landed - not in Los Angeles, as we and the press had been told - but in New York, WHICH YOU WILL PLEASE NOTE I DID NOT DISCUSS ON THIS BLOG UNTIL NOW - the sasaengs were out in force.
I had not seen the photos or video at the time I started this post, although I have seen them now. Jungkook WAS NOT HAPPY IN THEM. My guy had his own security team but it apparently also took airport security to assist in getting him to his vehicle. And even then we don't know if he was followed.
What I am told happened, as nearly as anyone knows, is that some folks decided to track Jungkook's flight out of Incheon and beat him to JFK. It's not hard to track flight information and given that he was rumored to have been working on a track with Charlie Puth, who is currently also in New York, it doesn't take a lot of brainpower. OR MORAL FIBER OR ETHICS.
Worse, I am told, this knot of hemorrhoids was overheard TALKING ABOUT TAEKOOK. I don't know whether it was yelled at him or he overheard it personally but MAN WAS NOT HAPPY. It's not bad enough to try to follow Jungkook into his vehicle, but trying to look for evidence of a hidden Taehyung is a whole other level of inflammatory bullshit that these guys never asked for.
I was asked point blank if I had discussed any information regarding Jungkook's travel plans and I was very glad to be able to say that nope, not this lowly blogger, because EVEN IF I HAD PRIVATE INFORMATION I WOULD NEVER SHARE IT.
And this is why, kids. This is why.
So I woke my ass up from my late afternoon nap and went to the bird app to see what I could glean from it, given X's MASSIVE SCREAMING FIT and what I found was that my personal timeline had zero information. I had to go digging a bit and there it was, a bodyguard holding Koo's M&Ms while security was getting pretty annoyed and telling supposed "ARMY" to GET BACK OFF HIM.
Y'all. I saw his face and I wanted to cry. I maybe did.
Jungkook was angry. He was not the same smiling, finger-heart-waving man I had seen in Incheon just hours before. He was pissed and even frightened.
THIS IS NOT OKAY.
ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU IT IS OKAY TO CHASE DOWN SOMEONE AND PHYSICALLY HARASS THEM IS UNSTABLE AT BEST AND CRIMINAL AT SECOND BEST.
And based on what I heard last night, it's going to be awhile before solo travel is publicized at all. Because apparently it's not enough to obfuscate the destination, now they're going to have to fly private to a whole other airport and that's not even going to be enough to stop it. As one very prominent Twitter user has said, "it's public record and the taxpayers pay for air traffic control" LIKE THAT MAKES IT OKAY. IT'S NOT OKAY.
This is NOT OKAY (and it's happened more than once - this example is from last September but the same account published JK's photos yesterday. The stalker ones.)
It's one thing to photograph the guys when they are in public and have no reasonable expectation of privacy. From a distance. Without bothering them. But this time distinct efforts were made on Jungkook's behalf because HE DIDN'T WANT SPOILERS. FOR US.
And what did he get for it? Crowded, physically harassed and probably a rage-induced anxiety attack. Jungkook doesn't love being mobbed. He didn't want to travel with twelve security when he thought he only needed four.
He just wanted to show up and do some stuff without being stalked. Kinda like he did at home just days ago when he was out in a crowd and didn't get mobbed.
I'm sad and angry for Jungkook and his staff. I'm embarrassed for those of us who would never do things like this. And I'm PISSED OFF AT HOW WE LOOK AS A FANDOM RIGHT NOW.
It's time to stop giving sasaeng behavior a pass. It's time to stop giving high traffic accounts a pass when they move like this. And it's time to stop giving the bullshit this fandom ignores a pass.
I don't care if you have 300K+ followers and speak fluent Korean if you're an asshole who tracks flights and publishes that information but you can't remember Jimin's birthday.
I don't care if your rent gets paid by people who buy Taekooker bullshit so you need to keep 'em active to cover the bills.
I DON'T CARE. You act like this you are TRASH, and I am done with you, whether you consider yourself ARMY or not - because I don't.
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I think it's hilarious that Jimin may be all over the news but he has really mastered the art of sharing while not sharing. He posted this video on his Instagram the other day and everyone was like:
Trying to find crumbs of Jimin's humble abode lol
Jimin is the most private member of BTS. Every time he posts something on social media or has an interview, I smile because he barely reveals anything. He is a mystery. He cleverly withholds personal identifying information from us. Haters have nothing to grasp but the old crap that they rehash over and over. He's so smart. He wasn't class president for nothing. Don't give those haters anything to use against you. Nothing for stalkers to chase after.
Thinking about all the measures that Jimin takes to maintain his privacy brings me back to Jungkook's situation. My heart broke when he said, "I'm human too". I have a lot of different feelings about what he said during the wlive. I mean, he can do and say whatever he wants. But sadly, it won't change the fact that people will continue to invade his privacy. Normal fans already know to respect their privacy. The crazies justified their behavior with things like this is the price he pays for fame, he's in a public space, he smiled at me so he's okay with it, etc. When he addressed the stalking situation, I almost wished he hadn't because you know what goes on in the sasaeng's heads? "OMG he noticed me." Talking about them only encourages their behavior because bad attention is still attention.
A few days after his live, fans are still. sharing. photos of him doing private activities. It's really frustrating and there's nothing we can do to change it. The issue lies with the government and its inability to enforce privacy matters like anti-stalking laws.
Here is Jimin to remind everyone of an important lesson:
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Until Dawn | jjk [TEASER]
「sequel teaser to In The Night」
pairing: stalker!jungkook + fem/afab!reader
teaser word count: 312
(full fic) genre: smut, yandere, thriller if you squint
teaser warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, obsessive thoughts/behavior, dom!jk, sub!reader, use of “princess”, mentions of stalking, somnophilia, “cock” lol
a tag list will be added to the full fic
— synopsis: After putting on quite the show for your shy stalker, his resistance crumbles and he can’t fight the urge to take you any longer.
You’ve never been in this situation before; your stalker, so close that you can smell his musky scent mixed with the midnight air, could do anything to you right now. The thought makes your heart beat faster, louder, and you can’t tell if it’s out of fear or excitement. His hand suddenly grips your thigh over the duvet as he leans even closer, his breath softly fanning over your face.
“We’re going to finish what you started, huh princess? Or are you just going to leave me here, so hard and needy for you?” His sultry whisper in the otherwise silent room took you by surprise. And sure enough, when you peer down at his lap, there’s a prominent outline of his hardened cock through unbuttoned jeans.
Sure, Jungkook had just came in his hand outside of your window, but he needs more—so much more. His body needs yours, and there was no doubt about that. No way in hell was he going to just let you get away with teasing him with your pretty pussy. Not after he’s spent countless times dreaming, fantasizing about how your walls would feel around his length. Not after the numerous nights he’s had to stop himself from touching your oblivious, sleeping form.
As you tear your gaze away from the tent between his thighs, his lips are suddenly on yours. The force of his kiss is unmatched, with lips so soft and gliding effortlessly against your own. He’s quick to take control, guiding you to lay back as he kisses you with such dominance that you have no other choice than to comply. Or maybe you just don’t want to admit that you have a choice, a choice to push him away and yell at him to get out. No, you don’t want to do that at all. So, you surrender to him completely.
coming soon…
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You | Three
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Summary: Jeongguk fills you in on what’s going on, and you realize you’ve gotten yourself into a mess much bigger than you’ll ever be.
Pairing: Jeongguk x Reader
Genre: Eventual Smut, Psychological, Angst, Eventual Romance (Unhealthy and Obsessive)
Tags and Notes: dont trust anyone, breaking the fourth wall (reader has DID), sorry, reply to be added to taglist
WC: 2.5k
chap2_trojan.exe | chap3_r3d.mp4
“She’s not ready, Taehyung,” I say, shoving Jeongguk off of your body and to the seat beside me.
He lands with a soft groan and passes his phone to me. I happily grab the device, immediately putting Taehyung on speaker so we’re all on the same page.
“And why the fuck not?” Taehyung hisses into the phone, probably taking a drag of a joint since his capability of functioning like a normal human being is nearly impossible without weed.
I sigh because I’m surrounded by idiots who are only valuable when they code. “Well for one because Jeongguk over here just tried to dry hump her in the fuckin’ backseat of my car. And two because she’s being irrational. We have no idea how she’ll react to me and we can’t risk that until she’s fully on board.”
Jeongguk opens his mouth in defense, but I quickly place your hand out in front of his face, shutting him up. I’m already talking to one idiot, I don’t need another one ringing in my ear.
I don’t let Taehyung respond because I already know his answer is either going to give me a headache or be of no use at all.
I continue, “Jeongguk will fill her in when they’re at the Cafe. Do not mention me and if I find out you did, you’re out. Permanently, Taehyung.”
Taehyung blows air into the speaker. I do not threaten without reason, so, he’ll choose his words carefully to not piss me off any more than he already has.
When he doesn’t speak, I press the red button, hang up on him and toss the phone in Jeongguk’s direction where he catches the device mid-air.
“Are you gonna let her back out?” Jeongguk shoves his phone into his sweats, where he palms at the cloth and does a shit job of trying to hide his very evident hard-on.
I nod and contort my face, this is more than I’ve signed up for.
Jeongguk presses himself into the chair and looks out the window. A typical Jeongguk sign of ‘our conversation has come to an end.’
Now— I deal with you.
Yes, you.
You’ve been here this entire time, right? From when “you” met Taehyung, to about five minutes ago when Jeongguk was dry humping you in the backseat. You’ve been watching everything unfold like some overseeing narrator. Yeah. I know you’ve been here.
And you’re probably confused, too. Wondering, what? I thought I was the main character here?
And you are sort of, I mean as main as I allow it of course.
Besides, I can’t let the other you know about you, at least not yet. So for now, do a good little job and don’t intervene, no matter how irrational the other you gets. And trust me, she can become a handful. We’re part of something much bigger here. And if you mess with my plans, you’re out, too.
“I’ll let her out when we’re at the Cafe, don’t let her find out where we’re located you know it’ll cause problems.” I peer over at Jeongguk, who nods once, never tearing his gaze from the flashes of passing skyscrapers.
“And Jeongguk,” I place your hand on his thigh and the muscle tenses underneath my hold. “Be extra sweet to her, say what you have to say to get her to join. You know how she is when it comes to you,” I watch Jeongguk’s Adam’s Apple bob up and down and I smile.
He’s fucking terrified.
Light flashes in hues of white and yellow, and you wince from the blinding and scorching rays penetrating your eyes. Your arm rushes to the top of your eyes to cover them and you sigh in relief as blackness takes over your vision.
Jeongguk must’ve noticed you moving because he pushes the light away from your face and mutters, “Fuckin finally.”
Where the fuck are you?
You squeeze your eyes, taking off your arm shield and when they open flashes of red and yellow appear, then disappear and reappear until the blurriness disappears and you can see ahead of you.
“Where am I?” You lift yourself from the sofa.
Ahead of you are three tables, all full of computers. There are six per table, three on each side. From where you’re seated, you can’t find any windows and the only source of light are the four overhead lamps attached to the ceiling. The lamps are small and circular, but the bulb is bright. So bright, that you have to look away after a few seconds so your head doesn’t start spinning.
During your inspection of the room, Jeongguk’s walked over to one of the chairs, which has a set of six wheels attached to the bottom and rolls the chair near you. When you look at it and furrow your brows, he points and grits, “Sit.”
Someone woke up with his balls on the wrong side of the bed.
Still, you get up and plop onto the chair. Jeongguk doesn’t say anything, instead, he rolls you over to the desktop in the corner of the middle table.
The screen is lit, and on it is a code running a list of networks running within an IP address’s proximity. Okay, so he’s hacking into someone’s computer.
“What am I looking at?”
There’s warmth next to you, and you look over your shoulder to see Jeongguk’s leaning forward so your heads are aligned to one another. He nods his head at the screen and you look back to it, “I’ve exploited the network and I need to show you why.”
You suck your cheek in, continuing to watch until the script ends and Jeongguk enters the sudo password. He gets command line access to the machine, and types in the exploit to view the desktop of whoever he’s hacked.
The screen flashes and a white page opens.
You immediately recognize the platform, since you dabbled in the Dark Web your freshman year. What you don’t recognize is this type of page. Your eyes scan the upper corners and in red font, a title reads, “M&B Red”.
Your stomach churns and you look back to Jeongguk who’s already staring at you, “It’s a red room isn’t it?”
Jeongguk nods slowly, looking back to the screen, and you follow.
To the right is a chat log that reads ‘LIVE’ next to a flashing red circle. In the log are hundreds, if not thousands of users typing various messages which flow too fast for you to pick up on their contents.
The desktop user, who you and Jeongguk are watching the stream through moves his mouse and clicks on the empty box below the chat log.
You grip the edges of the seat, and Jeongguk nudges you, “Watch.”
And you do. You watch so intently it feels like you’re the one typing in the fucking chat. The person writes antagonizing slow, but you can’t tear your eyes from their words.
[Host] M&B: Let the show begin, donations are sent through the link attached to the email you were sent earlier today.
He hacked the host. Holy shit.
“H-how?” You want to turn from the screen, face Jeongguk and ask the question again. But, the black rectangle flashes red, and suddenly a woman tied to a chair, with her hands tied behind her back and her legs tapped together appears.
“You know who that is?” Jeongguk whispers in your ear. He’s moved from your side, to behind your back, engulfing you completely. He’s at the shell of your ear, but you feel his chest pressed to your back, his cheek on the bottom of your skull, and the warmth of his breath tickling your ear.
You shake your head, and Jeongguk wraps his arms around your shoulders.
In the stream, a man with a Bunny mask, and a rounded belly appears, moving toward the girl, who’s now fighting against the rope that binds her to the chair.
“Hello ladies and gentlemen, tonight we have Rene Jacobs with us. A Harvard student, studying software engineering. You probably heard about her disappearance last summer, the media made it a huge mess. Smart little girl, isn’t she?” The voice of the man has an added filter to distort his natural voice.
Rene? Your old roommate Rene? The same Rene that they said ran off after being caught selling drugs through the school’s network?
You attempt to push Jeongguk’s hands off you, to take access to the desktop and type in the chat log. To penetrate the Livestream and route the GEO location of where the stream is being held.
“Nuh-uh, baby. We can’t do that,” Jeongguk tightens his grip on you and you shake in the chair. “I need you to understand why we have to do this.”
Jeongguk presses a tender kiss to your cheek and you tilt to the other side, trying to deny him any access to your skin. He shoves you back to the center, flat on your ass.
A ping sounds from the computer. And a new, larger, red box with white text appears in flashing letters.
User IHEARTBADGIRLS has donated 3 Bitcoins to:
Request: Cut her nipple off.
Your throat tightens, and the breakfast taco you ate earlier tries to hurl out. You swallow the sour acid and fight against the steel grip Jeongguk has around your arms, “Jeongguk please, I need to save her, please.”
For a second, Jeongguk’s grip loosens, and you bolt out of it, going directly for the keyboard. He grabs the end of the chair and shoves it in the opposite direction, sending you flying.
You shriek as the chair collides with the left table, and you fall off of it, landing on all fours. From the middle table, the sound of keyboards clacking awakens something in you, and you look at Jeongguk. He’s hunched over the screen, typing something into the terminal.
A scream erupts from the speakers and you bolt upward, sprinting toward Jeongguk. By the time you’ve reached him, the Livestream flashes black, and the PC you were watching has been terminated.
“Are you fucking crazy?” You punch at Jeongguk’s back, landing a slew of hits you know have no real effect on him.
Jeongguk spins around, grabbing both of your wrists, and his eyes glisten against the light, “We can’t do fucking anything.”
You settle in the grip, watching as waters wells in the brim of Jeongguk’s lids. His eyes shake but he refuses to blink. He doesn’t want you to see him cry, so, you tear your gaze away from his and look to your left, at the grey, cracked floor.
“We- there’s a group of us working on stopping this. We’ve hacked their IP and have the locations but the problem is these aren’t regular people. They’re politicians, scientists, lawyers, even Presidents.”
Jeongguk lets go of your wrists, hands flying to grab the side of your face to push your face to face his. His cheeks have two streams of wet lines, and you inhale deeply.
You were wrong about him. He’s just like you.
“I-“
Jeongguk’s hands shake against your face, and as he speaks his voice croaks, “We’ve been, trying to recruit people who understand this type of code. And you’re— you’re a coding genius.”
You blink, Jeongguk blurs in your vision, and two, then three blurry versions of him rotate ahead of you. All three, lean in, but you feel the press of one forehead against yours.
“We need you,” Jeongguk’s warm breath tickles your lips, “I need you.”
There’s a rush of pulsing in your stomach, and you close your eyes because the dizziness is getting to you.
The side of Jeongguk’s nose glides against yours until he’s stopped by the barrier of your skin. Your breath hitches and Jeongguk presses his lips to yours, gliding his tongue against your bottom lip before sealing them.
Why is he kissing you? Why the hell is he kissing you? And more importantly, why are you kissing him back?
Jeongguk’s hand moves from the sides of your face to grip the back of your hair. The other falls to your side where he squeezes at the flesh of your hip.
Jeongguk briefly pulls away and groans, “Tell me you’re in.”
“I’m in.”
The words are shoved back into your mouth because Jeongguk slams his lips onto yours again. This time, he pushes his body completely flat against yours, taking a step forward, driving you backward.
He does this till the back of your calves hits something hard and Jeongguk pushes you down. You land on the cushion with a thud and Jeongguk places one hand on the top of the couch while the other rests by your face to steady himself.
He licks his lips and drives his knee between your legs, tearing them apart so he can position himself directly in between. When they’ve opened, he lifts his hips so they meet yours and you audibly moan as something hard grinds against the outer rim of your pussy.
Jeongguk’s near-mullet-length hair flashes short, and the piercings on his eyebrows disappear for a moment before reappearing. Your hand flies to his chest, and your mouth drops. Jeongguk clicks his tongue.
No, there’s no way he switched faces. Fuck, your therapist was right. You’re going clinically insane.
Jeongguk blinks, brows knitting together until realization settles and he sighs in irritation. The hand on the top of the couch lifts, and he pinches the bridge of his nose.
“Fuck.”
Jeongguk glitches in front of you, the face you’ve grown to recognize immediately transforms to one you’d never seen before in a series of flashes.
You begin to claw at the stranger in front of you, doing your best to lift your knee and kick them in the groin. You do anything possible to get them off of you: scream, kick, pull, but, they don't react.
The man tsks, and you sink into the couch, “Lights out for you, cupcake.”
You shriek when the man twists his hip and places both of his palms flat against the wall that the sofa is pressed on and suddenly slams his head against the wall. You're knocked out, cold.
Wow, look at us, meeting twice in one day.
I suspect you’re beginning to see the problem too, right?
Our little friend is unreliable, yet somehow everyone around us has put all of their trust in her. I mean, how are you and I supposed to run this operation when she can’t even keep it together while watching a live stream?
And before you say anything about my decision tonight, I did what had to be done. Jeongguk will be back in an hour and I'm sure he'll be beyond pissed at what I did. But, he'll convince her it was him. I’ll make sure of it.
In the meantime, keep an eye on her— or should I mean the other you— for me, will you? Jeongguk will need to be watched too, before—well, leave him up to me for now. Besides, that’s a different story for another day.
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JKs Weverse post today 😭
What is wrong with these people??? Why can´t they leave him alone? Why is it so many times JK being stalked and his privacy being invaded??
Can you leave him alone whoever you are?!! Know your boundaries as a fan!! They owe you nothing!
#freejkfromtoxicpeople
😮💨😮💨
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