#bestfriend!jungkook
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Reward (JJK X Reader)
Summary - Loving Jungkook secretly is what you have been doing for years. Your best friend never left your side, and neither did you. You received the e-mail, you two were waiting for. Granted, you don't wanna leave his side, not now, not ever. So, concluding to give this heart-clenching news to Jungkook, you're here standing right outside his glass window, however, what's in front of your eyes isn't what you expected from him, not today at least.
Guess what worst could happen? When he finds you, drooling behind the glass window? Wrong timings, poor you. You were here to surprise him, except the reward he offers you isn't in the way you desired it to be, however, you can't deny it.
Warnings - explicit sexual content, dom!jk, hair pulling, choking, fingering, spanking, breast play, dirty talk, rough sex, without protection, aftercare, praise, clit spank (a lot of spanking actually) (I'm sorry)
Genre - best friends to lovers
Pairing - Jungkook / reader
Rating - 18+ ( MINORS DNI 🔞)
Word count - 10k+
Masterlist || Wattpad || ao3
You're so heartwarmingly cheery to fill his not only ears with the news but lips with a bright beam that only lightens your day and soul, but the same news shrinks your heart at the same time, why??
Going to University, sure that's what you dreamt of for so long before your heart agreed that the affection you feel for your best friend is not just some care or friendship but - love, but forthwith your dream which you fed with your love, your sweat, your tears, your hard work, and your time is in your hand right now, on your mail.
You certainly want to share it with him, but you aren't sure about it, whether you should or not, surely he'll be the happiest and maybe more than you, and thats what shakes your soul, questioning you.
Are you really prepared for going to the new place where you won't even get a sight of him the way you get right now?
Every day?
The answer is a million times - No!
Are you ready for that? Certainly not!
Will you survive? Not even a heartbeat!
In your heart, you two are together in there living happily ever after with your best friend, who's living next to your apartment, except that there's a wall between your apartments. A bridge of stones between two souls, a dam between two hearts overflowing with love for one another, two friends who are wildly in love with each other yet oblivious.
You two are like one body and two souls, never alone. People know if they saw one of you at parties there's no shadow of a doubt that the second ain't there. Jealous filthy whores, burn on smolder of their burning hearts with envy, on seeing you with the sexiest yet kindest guy at your university, and you ain't less than a fucking bitch, clinging to Jungkook's arms around them made your blood tainted with serene reach to all the ends of your body.
You two, unhesitatingly and tirelessly stood by each other - through every thick and thin, shared every emotion, every little secret which was meant to be buried was ever buried between you two, defending each other not merely in front of douchebags but also, in front of your teachers, and parents too if all else fails.
This is what you treasured since kindergarten, you two had an unbreakable bond. Then why won't anyone be jealous of you two?
But this guy had an issue with you whenever you were in a relationship with someone, Jungkook never let you breathe in peace.
"You've changed",
"you're my best friend first then his girlfriend",
"I have all rights reserved on you, you were, are, and forever will be mine",
But your favorite to date - those words that still pool the heartwarming rush of warmth between your legs "leave him, we both are enough for one another" and whatnot.
Save for the fact, this guy won't let you stay here after knowing what this really means to you, but he doesn't know this about your mind, you left that dream, the day your drunk neighbor - your best friend confessed what your heart's been alarming you.
That - "I love you, since the day you came in my life y/n when we were friends, then you followed me", he took a sip of wine from his cup, " all the way from Busan to Seattle," he chuckles, "with-- your bags in one hand and the keys in another to the apartment next to mine, since then my-- my life--".
This is what he whisperingly confessed in your ear and all the drunkenness you wooed from boozing six cups of wine all that headed to the hills at those three words. Hereafter, your soul screams at those unsatisfactorily unfinished words and now you curse your bestie Yoongi every fucking night for bringing another cup of alcohol that led him to eat those words back again. You don't get it why is Jungkook has been treasuring those words? My life - what my life, you want to know what all he has in his heart. Those three words, I love you - seeped into your soul, have been living there with your love for him, since then.
But the heart-shattering truth - that asshole doesn't remember at all.
That sometimes soothes you but 99.999% time heats your soul, your skin, and your body to the nuclear level.
Jungkook, still waiting for the news of you being accepted to the University with receiving a full-tuition scholarship, was only making him quiz you every fucking day. This was not solely yours but now his dream too as if he wants you out of his sight or mayhaps... mayhaps is waiting for what you have been waiting and it's better to put an end to those questions.
And the reason why you decide to jump from your balcony to his is that's what you two always do. At any time of the day, whether day or night, though you don't intend to interfere in either's privacy you two haven't learned anything than being the irksome element in either's life. Not banging the doors to meet the other, you two jump from your balcony to the other and bang the windows of either room.
Whenever you peep inside through the window, you either find him eating or playing fucktons of games on his mobile. Presently, you were going to hammer the window to make him know who's here, but, today, it's different, you retreive your hand back as your mouth forms an O, and by different, this is not what you expected him to do.
A fever of epiphany laced with ardor cruised through your skin vibrating all your senses to the core as your eyes couldn't believe what they are beholding, they yearned to see for so long.
Jungkook lying on the bed, his eye shut, his breaths rushing at high speed, his teeth grinding, as you absorb the dark shadow of his jaw and the defined curves of his cheeks. Groans vibrate in his chest as moans claws out of his lips, the way you want to consume them inside you.
His bare chest makes you drool every time you eye him to no length, heaving breathlessly, and his hand... His hand is what your eyes are hungrily fixed at.
His - hand - on - his - groin, actively on a job you dream to do for him every day but beyond that, it's for you. "Oh, boy let me do that for you", you murmur under your hitched breath, choking on your spit.
And seeing him like that, only so much makes you imagine yourself getting wall-banged by your best friend. That look on his face is making you touch yourself as the heat between your legs is pooling your heartbeats that are floating, there's always a but and it is at present too, you're probably standing outside of his bedroom you have two choices either bang his door and ride it.
Or,
Turn around, and follow the path that leads you here, make your way to your room and do what you have been doing for years since you learned about your feelings for him.
Yes . Go . Back . And . Toss . Yourself . Off. Is what going on in your head!!!
Your hand ached to be where his hand was, touch it, put it in your mouth and suck it --- "JESUS, enough", you hiss, was that loud? Retrieving your hand which was between your thighs a second ago "I need to learn, whatever this is, it's from my side, probably he doesn't see me more than his friend."
You're not around him, but you can feel his proximity like an electric hum. Just seeing him masturbating, flares a firestorm inside you heating your reproductive organs, making them hungry for him touch, for his mouth.
Oh, that mouth, you saw gasping minutes ago, the same mouth that laughs with you, kisses you sometimes but makes you want to kiss them every time you're with him, his head dropped back and those unholy lips roar your name like no other person ever could, laced with honey syrup, but not right now, presently, not lacing your name with honey but the darkness in his voice, hearing your name from those lips sends a shiver through you. The potency of your name on his lips, his heavy breaths, and his moans rile you up, sending waves of heat down to your core. You feel the dampness between your legs.
Jungkook jacking off his meat, eyes shut, and his lips summoning your name in a countless filthily unholy way. . . decimating the pictures of his innocence from your mind and voices of him calling you awfully sweetly.
But what you just saw cools down the fire to zero and can't be misunderstood because that was the last thing you wanted to happen amongst every other stuff.
"Oh, fuck, did he just see me", taking a step back, you murmur, because face this, your JESUS, enough actually slipped through this glass window across the room to his ears. You wonder why didn't he react, waiting for an honest answer to that question, looking back at him you find him zipping up with one hand, and picking up his phone with another.
Your phone rings in your hand, and you glance at it, dread seeping through your wide alarmed eyes. You look at him, then your eyes fall back on your ringing phone and back at him again.
He's eyeing you, does this call means he knows I saw him jerking off? Holy shit. That heart-stopping grin on his face, tells you nothing more than a yes in return for what you asked.
You meet your eyes on the glass, reflecting the enormous expression of shock in them. The only glass creating a distance between you two, the only thing that kept him from your filthy drooling mouth minutes ago or might change those words to - the only glass that let you watch him like that.
You blink your eyes twice looking directly into his seductively dark eyes through a glass window, that unfamiliar darkness in those brown eyes, his furrowed brows, is alien to you, as you're friendly enough with his puppy eyes. The ringing phone in your hand channels you back. He's still watching your every moment biting his pierced lips, and motioning you over with his fore and middle fingers. God, I want them deep inside me. Shut the fuck up.
You open the door and force your shivering feet into his room, "hey", strengthening your usual way of meeting him like you both usually do, with a bang on his door, letting him know about the storm you are, is at his place to suck away his peace for the rest of the day. But you hate the quiver in your voice.
Today you're every other synonym of dumb, every other name for vulnerable, and every coy term for being terrified as you notice your shaky voice, yet you kept walking towards him, your damp thighs rubbing together transporting you right behind the glass window and your lustful eyes are to be blamed for what is going to happen next, you do want this but never like this, you didn't wish - for this - like this, never.
His eyes track your path to him watching your exposed thighs as you're wearing nothing but his shirt which you took without his permission, last week to be precise, "Ugh, I -- I--", you wave your hand holding the phone, unintentionally showing off the mail, displayed on your phone's screen, gripping it hard to dear life, this is the only moment to let him know why you were here in the first place, "this uh Jungkookie I got--".
"Call me, Jungkook", his voice is rough, as he stands in front of you, holding your unblinking gaze, but that seductiveness you saw earlier is picking up the pace.
Oh shit, is he angry. You don't want this. Speak up you bitch, spill spill spill, god dammit. Sweat trickles down your spine, and you can feel it running down the lane.
Is this his heat-raising gooseflesh on my skin, or his eyes that are poking holes into my soul, or his deep throaty voice to call him Jungkook? But why, he's your friend, it's up to you whatever you please to, you can.
"Jungkook, I can explain, I'm sorry I didn't mean to--"
He saw your phone and probably understood the reason why you were here in the first place, raising his hand between you both motioning you to place your phone in his hand.
I won't, moreover, I don't have to do this, he's probably going nuts, let him be. I'll do what pleases me.
You rather like this Jungkook, pissing him off is now your favorite thing to do every day. You cross your arms around your chest keeping your phone from his sight, you certainly dropped your brain at his doorstep before entering.
"I won't repeat." His voice is above par right now, "Your phone. Right now. On my hands."
"But you'll have to listen to me first Kook, don't assume fucking shit when you actually dont know the real--"
He motions himself closer to you, just an inch away, he leans his face close to your ears, "I said call me Jungkook, and assume? Really Y/N, you wanna know about my assumptions about what I saw, or let's talk about your sight?"
Closing the distance between you two, he moves closer to you, leans and his breathy words melt away all valor from your body turning it into sweat dripping from your forehead, gliding down to your cheeks. He rubs it away with a demonic grin on his pierced lips, "don't get nervous, and don't make me make you go all wet, from head to all the way down your spine, to your pretty toes, princess", he looks deep into your eyes, then his gaze falls on your lips, he grazes your lower lips with his thumb, "now, give your phone."
Without wasting another second you do what he expects. You hold your breath and avert your eyes, "I got selected Jungkookie I--", your voice shivers and you press your eyes shut, just to open them, "I mean Jungkook--"
"I know, and when did you get this?", lifting his eyes from your phone in his hand to your face, his face glowing in the heat of lust you haven't seen earlier - bedroom eyes, drowning in hunger and sin. This is the look I saw when he was in the throes of orgasms -- jerking off, luscious and wild.
"Can't recall", you try to calm your voice, "probably an hour or a few maybe", noticing a wicked glint liting his eyes makes your blood heat and your cheeks daubed in the pink flush and warmth oozing through his body.
Closing the distance between you two, he slowly ominously directed his footsteps towards you. Setting one foot before the other on the move. You abstractedly backpedal, whilst he didn't break the pace, he pursued you.
Touching the ground of your friendship, chasing you - whenever you get angry or trying to invest more of your time in your stupid exes. Since day one, he never let you stay off.
He possesses the power over you, habitually, the language of his eyes is only known to your eyes, he doesn't need to drop the words out of his luscious lips, your eyes are better at unriddling those unavowed words. The main cause of jealousy growing roots and venomous flowers into the sour heart of all the girls out there who are crushing on your best friend, your love, is seeing - the intimacy between your eyes, between you and Jungkook.
You kept backtracking, and he never ceased to advance, his features stern and somber, a heart-halting grin on his pierced lips and his tendons hiding his dark eyes hindering your sight, to eye those sinful gazes.
You swear to god, you saw an emotion you have never seen in his pristine and flawless features, ardor in his lustful gaze.
Bang, your back hit the door to the cage you break into, you gasp, and your hands obliviously uprise in defense. He seizes them and pins them right atop your head.
In an eyeblink, he spins you away. You wiggle with your back to him and your sweaty palms with the heat between you two are flat on the wooden door, "Jungkookie--", you only manage to utter his name before he shushes you.
You feel his chest vibrating against your back breathing roughly heatedly, his lips meet your right ear as a shiver runs down to the south. He blows out a breath lashing at your neck. When he speaks in his deep husky voice, "I said call me Jungkook. You lost dominance of calling me Jungkookie from", his free hand travels from the south of your body to the north - your lips, by tracing them with his thumb, "these precious little lips", you feel his rich baritone vibrating in his chest sipping out and ingress into yours through the seam tangling your body with his.
"I. . . I'm sorry Jungkook, listen to me on--"
He hushes you again, as he leans his face deep, "it's not the correct time to call me Jungkook, either", he commands in his gruffly sexy voice making you lock your legs to keep them from wobbling, "call me what pleases me."
"I. . . don't know, your girlfriend might be familiar with what pleases you, call her to fill yourself with all your needs, Jungkook."
His free hand swims back to your thighs gathering the hem of his plaid shirt around your thighs in his fist, heaving it up just above the waistband of your black thongs, bunching around your waist. "I know, but what if I'm bored with her, her presence, what if I want," he grabs your ass and pinches it, "this, right now", he rubs his lips against your ears, "what if I want every word from your lips."
His hands travel back between your plump thighs caressing your cotton-like skin, his gentle nuzzles are barely a caress, unleashing the beast you locked in you.
Drawing circles between your now damp thighs. Each seam of contact between your skin is nothing more than a hot melting wax on your skin, with just a mere touch it just not burns but bruises, a bruise you want to savor every second of your day, you want to earn from only him.
An unendurable yet satiating pressure pinching inside you, simmering, tingling, intimidating to burst. As you clench your thighs together, wriggling with urgency,"Kook, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt y--"
"You should have thought this before covering this body with my shirt", he leans, as he whispers, "before watching me jerking off", he presses his body against your back, meaning to remind you of your deeds, "stop calling me that, I warn you for the last time", he grabs your ass, "I'm throwing off two options in front of you", he presses his body hard this time, harder for you to ignore, "either daddy or sir, whichever works for you." Words puff out of his mouth laced with a warmish breath that ruffles your hair brushing against your skin.
Your eyes widen at the mere word daddy because you love to call him daddy when you touch yourself. The word sends waves of heat across your ass.
His fingers curl around your waist, touching your skin like it's sacred for him to touch, hooking into the waistband of your thongs but this time you give him what you craved for so long as you yank your butt tight against his thick erection. Your body instantly reacts to his body even though his starched pants failed to separate you two. Heating, pulsing, thumping desperately waiting to explode. You arch your spine, pressing your hips against his cock.
His left hand on your wrist atop your head snakes down your arms, unhurriedly, rising chill bumps to wherever he touches as he grabs your hips. Your flat palm on the door, warm and sweaty, you tightly close your fist, fingernails biting into your palms. You yank open, as your fingernails burry into the wooden door making a shrieking sound.
His mouth goes back to your ear, tracing it with his tongue, sailing down to your neck, teasing and kissing sensitive skin, rousing you with the rush of his heated breath, "told you millions of times before, this is probably the last, feed this in your head - there's nothing between me and Hana."
Tilting your head for him to earn his kisses on every inch of your neck, "your room smells like her", your eyes shut, as you murmur, unable to conceal the ache in your voice, "Probably she'd be on her way."
"She's getting engaged to Minjun next month, don't bring her name right now," he continues kissing and licking your sensitive skin below your lobe, his groans filling his room.
"Mhm"
"So what did you decide," he whispers and the next thing makes you moan as he bites your lobe.
"Kook... Fuck." You breathe heavily as he presses a kiss on the blade of your shoulder, "did you... Did you just say something?"
"Daddy or sir?" His warm breaths tingle your skin.
"Da-- daddy"
"Good girl", his commanding voice vibrates the air around you two.
"Koo--, Dadd--", you submissively shut your eyes biting your lips, he hums resting his chin on your shoulder, briefing you to continue, "Daddy, I-- I'm nervous", you whisper.
"Oh," he bites onto your shoulder blade, "you should be, princess", he kisses you.
Standing right behind you, body-to-body, his chest to your back, his hard dick pressing against your ass and you wish nothing more but to feel - skin-to-skin for his shirt is the only barrier separating you two. He unbuttons his shirt on your skin, motioning from south to north, from the last button around your waist, then the second last, in an unrushed motion. "Y/N", he whispers into your ear.
And you hum, eyes still shut, you don't want this to fade away it looks like nothing but a dream to you.
"Do you wanna know what am gonna do with you", barely the first three buttons left for him to unbutton.
"Ye-- Yes", you choke on your breath.
He halts his motion of unfastening the buttons, sliding his veiny tattoed hand inside your shirt with a thought to unhook your bra, but your bare breast makes him flinch, very unexpectedly.
"I'm gonna tear your pussy in half," his voice raging with heat, lust, and sin.
You groan, trying to hide it you hold your breaths.
"Breathe, princess. Breathe", he whispers into your ear and you do as he says, you take a deep audible breath that makes him rub his dick against your ass.
The next thing is unexplainable, you didn't expect him to do this... Just minutes ago you felt he was doing nothing but playing with you, his usual touching, kissing you on every exposed part that's in front of him, but this... His huge veiny tattoed hand sank into your thongs, Jesus Christ his cold fingers... Fuck his cold fingers slide over your warm clit pressing into your folds, "yesss", you moan shutting your eyes. Your fingers curl harder, messing up for you to stand on your toes.
Coating his cold fingers with your warm wetness as he pulls out his hand, "fucking wet, because of me jerking off?", moving it beneath your shirt, he grabs your soft nipples, between his fore and mid-finger concealing your bud with the wetness he just daubed his fingers into, "Jungkook, fuckkk."
His other hand grabs your throat, yanking your head back to his shoulder, "say daddy". All the while his mouth continues nipping your skin, biting below your lobe, and licking the bruises to calm the delicately sensitive spot beneath your ear.
"Daddy", an unholy grin on your lips, as if calling him daddy satiates you above par.
He's jarring his unseen dark side to your senses, briefing you with all the dark concealed secrets of him, stored in a box and locked, kept deep inside his soul.
"Do you wanna know why?"
"Yes",
He presses his hard groin against your ass, "say, yes daddy," he hisses.
"Ye-- Yes, Daddy", you mirror his words submissively, very unlawful of you.
"You did a great job princess, got selected, and made me proud, so you need to be rewarded and your desires to be satiated. So this is your reward, princess. A reward, I was hungrily waiting to leave on your body, mark on your skin, bury inside your soul and bruise your skin for you to relive every time you feel them on your skin."
"But Jungkook, I don't want to leave this place, leave you here", you are awfully sad about the fact that you won't get a sight of him, after leaving this place, but right now the unworldly lust, thirst, and hunger for him has taken you over from all the other-worldly reasons of you not being with him, only making you focus what you're getting right at this moment.
He hushes you, "be with me right here, right now, I'm not leaving you anytime soon, Princess." He kisses your shoulder, his words akin to your heart, and this time you not only feel the care in his words but a promise, an unbreakable promise.
He flattens your spine against him, his hand leaving your swollen nipple and sinking his hand under your thong slowly teasing you, working his veiny hands and expert fingers on your pretty little swollen pussy, you soak up your damn thongs, as he plays with your slit and teases your opening.
"soaking up your panties, princess", he groans against your hair.
The palm on your throat now feels warm on your skin, keeping your head tucked against his shoulder.
Playing with your dousing clit, you squirm abstractedly as you're bumbling to stand on your toes, his body and the door are the foremost help for your body. Noticing your struggle, he makes it arduous for you to lean onto him as he pushes two stiff yet cold fingers inside you.
Jesus, Your heart halts, vision blurs, knees gave out, and your lungs - cave in.
You have never felt more alive. You wonder if this is a really real heaven.
He's invading you, assaulting you, crashing into you with his heat, stroking you with his touch, his digits sinking through flesh and his thirst consuming your whole being.
The next what he does makes your senses active as he shoves your thongs to your thighs as soon as the cool air around you two hits your warm pussy drenched with all the wetness, he fingers you making you whimper, flooding his pink neon-lit room with your moans and heavy breaths. You ache to look into his beautiful eyes, and you see nothing but the wooden door in front of your lewd eyes, "Jungkook, please", you moan for release this time.
But your please halts his every motion, his breath as you feel his heavy chest paused at your mere please as if waiting to release it, and you know, you know if weakness had another name it would be, please for him at least. Not just right now, but whenever you want something from this guy you just need to utter please as whisperingly as you can.
Then he uncovers your barely covered body heeding to your please, shivers, quivers, shakes, trembles, flutters, you felt everything every fucking thing you ever read in books that made you feel all of the same, right now, Jungkook your best friend gave you every shiver, every quiver, every shock, every flutter by just uncovering your body, a yes sounded more like a moan, escapes through your lips giving him all the thumbs up he wanted right now from you.
He sank his hand back between your legs, teasing you, provoking you for you don't know what. Collecting every drop around his fingers as if he isn't in the mood to waste a dripping drop.
Quivering and naked, in front of your best friend - Jungkook!!! You always had your kind side, helpful heart, and been a friend you never have been to someone else - for him, you never reckoned this, but to be honest, you sure yearned for his touch however, this will come so soon to you is in itself a huge shock.
Throbbing heart or pussy or call it your heart is in your pussy right now, thumping dangerously. You grip the doorknob, staring out of the glass window, allowing the street light to pass through it as the light fills up and mixes with pink neon in his room beside the door. The room in neon sounds wild and looks romantic.
"Fuck, Is this real?" You moan, rocking your hips, riding the thurst of his now warm fingers inside you.
"Looks like a dream to me," he presses his body to let you know everything between you two is for real, "don't wanna wake up from this beautiful dream", he whispers into your ear, "do you?"
"Never, but the most beautiful thing is, this isn't a dream kook," you press hard on the doorknob mirroring his motions inside your pussy. His breaths are heady and savory and spicy to your skin as they burn your skin wherever they touch.
He surrounds you. Arms, hands, lips, and his masculine need, his every touch channels your every sense warning you about him everywhere all at once. Your body reacting to him as though you're made for his touch, for him, for Jungkook, your childhood best friend.
Everything he is doing, every kiss, every caress, is a long exhausting ride in the game of torturing, teasing, and seduction. Meanwhilst, you're craving for him to throw you onto his bed that smells of her, you between his fluffy bed and his warm body, and fuck you in every fucking position right away.
You try to hurry him along, but he ain't allowing it. He pins your hands when you touch his hard dick. Instantly smacking your ass as you ground against him. You want to kiss his lips which are right beside your ears, but he isn't going to give them to you, yet. Man won't let you turn around.
Making you filthy little whore for him, desperate to surrender to his will. So standing still, with holding onto the doorknob with dear life, your feet spread apart, and spine arching back at his pull, licking you, kissing you and torturing every inch square of your naked body.
Dropping your head back on his chest, the support of his arms around your body. He cups and knead your breasts and your breath turns heavier with his every kneading, you always wanted him to touch you perhaps this is awfully better than your visions. He pinches your nipples, outlines your breastbone, and strokes the curve of your neck, "they fit perfectly in mine", his hands fuck yes they are! He says seductively into your skin as you feel his words sinking into your skin.
His steely jaw bruises your temples, while he's resting his fingers on your throat and outlining your lips with his thumb. Your head lay back on him, neck stretching back and exposing the valley between your delicate breast as your mouth opens adjusting heavy breaths.
Whatever he is doing, you're basking at this moment, and whatever he wants to do to you you're happily inviting him. He's gliding his feather-light fingers across your cheeks, into your hairline, and around your throat, and back into your hairline he pauses "tell me how much you want this".
"As much as you,"
He yanks you back with his tight grip on your head, "what did you just say?"
"As much as you," you grin knowing what he wants to listen to however, pisssing him off is your game right now.
"You want daddy to play this game hard on you, no?"
"Da-- daddy", you choke on your spit this time, "as much as you want, Daddy", tears escaping from the corner of your eyes.
"Love these tears on your pretty face," he kisses the corner of your eyes, drinking away your tears.
The collar of his hand around your neck, bruising your skin, the only mark of him declaring that you're his. They ain't hurt you but soothe your skin, sliding over your mouth and cheeks again, and suddenly he yanks you back, as you're now backpedaling, he throws you onto his bed, holy shit as his look at his face expression dark with passion.
Climbing onto the bed, his eyes never leave yours. His tongue pokes inside his cheeks. Thirst dripping through his dark brown eyes and you wonder were they really this dark earlier. The bed dips with his weight on it.
Does sensuality, lewdness, lust, and love shifts the color, or is it just you mayhaps you never looked deeper into his eyes earlier, however, you doubt yourself because even in dreams you know every curve, every outline of not only his eyes but his face and now his body and his every other part.
He straddles your thighs. His erection, oh good lord, his erection right between your thighs, you feel like it's poking a hole through his gray sweatpants, that are soaked up with his precum.
You grin, mouth dries up as if that's what you want to quench your thirst.
He mirrors your eyes, as he looks at his soaked pant, leaning closer to your face he grabs your jaw, "what's so funny about it?"
You're still grinning, "you're all soaked up... I'm thinking about your punishment", you arch an eyebrow, "What could it be? What about girlfriend finds out her boyfriend filling his best frie--"
His grip tightens on your jaw, cocking head, leans to your face, and bites your bottom lip, "shut your fucking mouth, don't make me force my cock into your filthy mouth, is that understood?"
You nod.
He doesn't free his leaking cock nor look at it, his eyes voyage from your exposed wet swollen pussy to your eyes then travels back to your bullet-like nipples and back to your lips. He's currently eye fucking you, and you doubt if he is the same Jungkook who was horny like minutes ago. A shiver runs across your exposed body as the air around you suddenly feels icier than before, and his gaze is desirably hot.
His lips separate with the force of his heavy breaths, eyes drifting over you like a vast ocean, heavy and deep, sinking you in lewdness.
"You can't imagine, how many times I've imagined this past few years, you on my bed naked and beautiful, every time I saw you in that yellow dress of yours, I only controlled myself from not ripping it off and grabbing these precious breasts right away," your hands clench hard by just envisioning what he disclosed on the sheets below your body, he leans forward his hand travels from your waist to your breast pinching your nipples a little hard this time, "I wondered what they would feel like, taste like, how would they look with all the hickeys I wanna give, how pretty they'll look all red and bruised up, or how will they look between my teeth", he leans down taking your right nipple between his lips sucking it for few seconds before biting it to the point, to leave a mark, his mark on your nipple.
"Daddyy", your eyes tear up, arousal between your legs torturing you.
He looks right into your eyes, grinning "I love those tears, on your face, for me, get used to it Princess", his chin just above your breast, he continues, "I was envious of your exes, they touched you when I should have", he places a feather-light kiss on your nipple, unknowingly you moan as your thighs clench beneath him he notices but doesn't flinch a bit. "You're mine, princess."
"I've imagined you, too daddy." You finally blurt out, expecting a reaction from him but he gave none. Lifting your hand to reach for his hard length straining his gray pants.
He catches your wrist and lunges forward, his breath hits your skin, his chest hovering on yours and his voice hoarse, "if you touch me, it's all over. I'm barely hanging on." You chuckle, looking at him switching from daddy to your kook within a heartbeat.
His shaky breaths, but cold hand, traces the outer edge of your breast. His other hand traps in your hair as he leans, his eyes on your lips and yours on his, then he tastes your lips.
Gliding his tongue inside your mouth, voyaging every corner of your mouth and you let him, mirroring the motions of his filthy tongue, but you get nothing, but the flavor of his tongue is familiar, you recall while kissing him as he hunts down your tongue catching it and tangling it with his. You follow him, hands on his head, moaning into his mouth licking your taste from his.
The bed frame creeks as he kisses you deeper this time, pulling you closer, seeking you with his fingers, tongue, teeth, and breaths like you are nothing more than his oxygen, silently demanding you take everything he's giving you like you two have been waiting.
"Dang, you actually know how to kiss", you say breathlessly between your kiss, as he pulls back, "now I'm envious of your exes, who tasted you as I should have already."
He chuckles, and just the sound of his chuckle vibrates your body, lighting your body with the rush of love hidden behind your heart all these years.
He leans back grabs your tits and places another kiss, a soft kiss on your lips.
"You taste like strawberries, daddy" your words invite an evil-like grin on his lips.
"Now I taste like you", his words swarm your stomach with thousands of bees.
He places kisses right below your ear, taking a lungful of your cologne, then on your neck deeply breathing in your scent on your skin, your moans fill up his room, and your hands gently roam on his back to his shoulder, achingly wanting to feel his bare back and the other on his head pressing him into your skin. And suddenly, his kisses turn into licking and then biting on your soft skin, unconsciously you dig your nails into his covered shoulder, and your other hand pulls his hair, "daddy, fuckkk, Jungkook", you whine, at the awfully rousing pain, he just gave you. Your arousal drips out of your cunt, warm.
"I need you, Daddy." Tears flood your eyes, as the words tumble out of your quivering lips breathy and unbidden.
"you have me, princess" he softly says into your skin as you feel his warm breath hitting your neck.
He lowers his head and bites your nipple, you yelp, devoured with pain, shaking against unseeable manacles and heading nowhere.
He chuckles and bites again, pulling on the bud with his unholy teeth until it stretches out of shape.
When he moves to the next one, you hold your breath and shake your head clueing him up to not repeat his demonic act. A grin conceals his kindness, as his lips graze your nipple, torturing and his eyes find your eyes with so much need floating in his dark brown eyes.
"Breathe, princess."
The minute you do as he says, he sinks his teeth. You shriek in ache and agony as you buck your hips. You feel his teeth tearing into your sensitive skin, sucking on it harder and boiling your already heated body to the nuclear level.
"Daddy, sto--, stopp Jungkookie. Fuck", your voice shrieker and breathes heavier than before.
Rolling his tongue, he licks the ungodly, unearthly, unholy burn, his voice rasps, "you really want me to stop, Princess."
You shake your head, because you know this, you wanted this for so long and can't deny the fact only from him.
Tears flood your eyes, body achingly shivers. He leans closer to your face and bares his teeth, "say it, and I'll stop."
You suck on your bottom lip and look down on his covered chest, wishing nothing but to tug his t-shirt out of his body.
God forbid, it feels like he sliced your nipples off, but they're right whole on their position, huge, motherfucking hard and rose red. With no drop of blood, he knows what he's doing.
"Where's my little bratty princess from just minutes ago?"
"You bit my poor boobs!" you whine still in incurable pain.
"You just increased your punishment," his thumb rubs on your cheeks softly, "so, take that upon yourself, if I decide on going hard on you, is that understood?"
Jungkook slides off your thighs, to lie beside you, facing you, and kisses you passionately. The heat between your thighs, makes you squirm and the pain in your bruised nipples transports you back to his sinful deed.
The hand on your hair clenches tighter, and his lips stay with yours, each bite of his teeth and roll of his tongue drops an electric shiver to your tongue traveling down to your heated core, making your hands run between your thighs, as you start circling your clit drenched with cum before you go any further he grabs your wrist harder this time and you know it's going to bruise black and blue.
He yanks your hand, with his placing between your swollen lips, you moan into his mouth, and your moan vibrates in his chest. Your fingers grasping at his shoulder.
The station of his thumb stuns you, and your clit throbs against the fiendish pressure he rubs against it. He sinks one, then two fingers inside you, and you squirm against his hand, "Jesus, Jungkook", he loves to remind you, what you need to call him, as he does by pulling out his forefinger, and pinching your clit between his thumb and forefinger, the second finger still inside your warmness.
"Fucking say my name again, say", his finger moving in and out.
"Daddy," you whisper but sounds like a whimper, your skin hot, sensitive, and bare beneath his sinister-like gaze.
"Good lord, you're so wet," he kisses your jawline, slowly placing butterfly kisses on your neck licking your skin softly to your breast as his lips graze above your nipples you jolt with shock noticing you shake, his heart-stopping grin laces his face beautifully, his fingers never rolling out your pussy.
Your hands slip down to reach for his tee. Daring to uncover him, and he didn't fight you this time. His fingers tickles, dancing over your skin, inching every corner of your skin. He leans closer to your lips sucking at your bottom lip, his breaths into your mouth, and you want him now, you want him more than you'd ever wanted anything in your life, more than every intake of oxygen.
He break away and you moan.
"Please, no daddy," your breath hitched, tears escaping your eyes and disappearing between your hairline, "please don't stop."
You fumble at the hem of his tee, clingingly desperate and wild to see him, but he calms your rushing fingers, taking your hand in his, he places a gentle kiss on your knuckles and guide your hand away. Your stomach turned upside down until you realize his grin.
He hushes you, "I'm going to make you mine."
"Make me yours", slipping your hands down to his erection, trying to stab a hole through his pants, "I want to see... You."
"Soon, princess", he says, kissing his way down to your belly, plucking away from your clingy grip, his fingers dancing around your skin.
Sucking your breath like the last drop of water as his fingers snake around your belly, unhurriedly slipping down your thighs, wittingly snubbing your swollen pussy, his mouth atop your wet pussy wilfully hitting his warm breaths on your hot skin, and your stomach twists with his wet kisses on your left thigh.
He leans closer to your pussy, watching the closeness of his mouth around your vagina your hands move into his hairline grabbing them, "I can smell you, princess. So wet." You moan, when his words slip out of his lips.
"Only for you, Daddy."
Your thighs are hot and clammy. You shake when his finger outlines the slit of your pussy, raising cold shivers across your body. Teasing your sweet pussy with nothing but his breaths, pressing his palms against your thighs, caressing and coaxing you wide for him to inhaling deep lungfuls of your wet.
"Swollen and all wet for me," he spreads you with his fingers. His hands caressing your skin, and yours nuzzling his hair.
Your tender pussy glistens with the pink neon lights and appears in all shades of pink.
Teasing you, like no one, running his thumb around your heated vagina, so gently, touching everywhere but your clit and your ragged breaths feeding him, boosting his lust.
"Daddy, please..." Your whisper.
"I always imagined your pussy, thought it was pretty but this in front of me is beautiful, princess."
"Jungko--... Daddy touch me."
He runs his tongue along your wetness giving your clit the faintest stroke. You shiver, and shock conceals your expression as your hands reach down and hold him to yourself.
And now he won't stop, he kisses you, sucking your wet dripping out as he's moving his tongue up and down, from side to side, in every direction every inch square of your swollen pink clit giving you jolts of currents that climbs your spine, and you arch. His tongue gives wet strokes until you're moving with him.
Jungkook's wet his finger and pushed one inside, but your tight pussy, clenches. You catch your breath. "Relax, princess", he whispers to soothe you. He looks up at you, your eyes are shut.
"Princess, look at me", you slowly open your eyes and met his breathtaking dark brown eyes. And you wish nothing but him to be yours.
"Just relax", he soothes you again, "enjoy this."
He works his fingers so slowly, teasing another inside, but you're so tight he couldn't push it in. He uses his mouth, tickling and sucking in a smooth rhythm until all the tension leaves you.
You begin to grind at his face, however, he continues at the same pace, keeping his moments steady enough for you to enjoy and for him to feel you taste your sweetest offering and the feel of your tender skin.
You crest without dramatics, your whispers, your gasps of breaths, your tensing muscles, and you could feel the tightness in your belly.
You twitch and arch your back, your feet curling and pressing against his back. He pauses and moves away.
Jungkook's hands are on his waistband, sliding his gray pants shaded with pre cum down his thighs.
Your eyes grow wide drowning in thirst to taste him, as you feel his huge cock against your skin. This is gonna be a painful ride.
"Are you on birth control?" He questions.
"No, why would I be?"
"But now you'll have to, princess."
"Yes, daddy," you teasingly innocently blink your eyes.
"Put your hands above your head, eyes on me."
You nod.
"Good girl",
You're nothing but a desperate little cunt for your best friend, wriggling, moaning, wobbling, squirming and aching for him.
A wild mess of hormones with pussy aching for his dick.
And it is heaven.
A demonic heaven, just yours and his.
You're his angel and he's your devil.
"Spread your legs. Daddy needs to fuck that pretty little cunt of yours, spread them," he slaps your thighs, opening your thighs wide for him you're bare to him, beautiful pussy glistening in wetness, you look into his eyes they sure are drowning in lust but there something more in those eyes.
"My submissive little princess, daddy needs to spank your drenching pussy with his hard dick, you have been nothing but an impious wilful brat",
You nod, his words make your eyes flood with tears.
"Take it like my princess."
Jungkook spanks your pussy with his hard dick, one two three and you lose count, as you can't recall the spanks you just received, shivers running across your skin, and breaths are just ragged with thirst.
His touches, his skin rubbing against your skin isn't new, feeling him deeper inside you is unusual.
And when your eyes are shut, he imperiously forces his cock inside your tight pussy. Your eyes are now wide open, "Fuck, daddy I can't take this", you shut your eyes at the pain, "kook,"
Jungkook takes his dick out, "eyes on me princess", he whispers, "calm down, relax princess. We can stop if you want me to, I can't see you like this." Without another word, he starts pulling out ever so slightly.
You look into his deep dark eyes, "No, I want you, I'm ready", you hold his wrist, stopping him before he pull out, you have hungrily waited for this.
"Are you sure? We have a lot of time for this I just need you to enjoy this moment, you get me?"
"Yes one hundred percent," you say with a nod.
He slowly, pushes his thick hard cock inside your hole, your dripping pussy clench around him, and you know your orgasm is near.
"Fuck, y/n relax, don't cum until I say, understood?"
You nod.
He pushes it at a slow pace, slowly in and slowly out. Reading your expression that is calmer than before. He increases his thrusts.
Jungkook presses himself against you, you feel him rub himself back and forth inside you teasing and pushing. It hurt for a moment, and you feel yourself open up. He leans to your neck, and his breath is quick and warm, "That's it, princess. You're taking it well."
You grab his shoulder, nails sinking into his skin.
He moves his hips and pushes against you again, and it hurt again, but then he stops.
You clench and wriggle around him, "Don't stop, Jungkook."
Tears won't stop escaping your eyes, "let me wipe away those precious tears off, for you to look into my eyes", he wipes away your tears and kisses your cheeks, "my princess."
Your pussy squeezes around him, with his words, "you are taking it so well, y/n", he groans, "I'm not finishing until you're red and puffy with pussy dripping out my cum."
You clench around him at the thought of his cum inside your pussy.
"You like the idea of your pussy filled up with my cum?" he murmurs with his breathy raspy voice.
His hips circle, small motions in and out, so gently, opening you up just to push deeper, and he stops again when you flinch.
"Fuck, Jungkook don't stop please, don't", you beg in your raspy voice.
You reach for him, pulling him close, letting him know how much you want him inside you.
"Take me," you breathe.
He kisses you on the lips and pushes. He pushes harder, and it hurts. He thrust again and again, deeper inside to feel you, it hurt but you want it so much, you don't want him to stop not now not ever, "YESSS".
"My princess..." you both are on the edge he can feel you clenching around him. You feel the warmth of his body against your bare skin, you are full of him, you feel him everywhere inside you.
You feel everything, clenching around him as he kisses your forehead. And it felt like heaven, your dream come true, Jungkook - on top of you was all you imagined every single night.
"Fuck," he hisses. "You feel so fucking amazing." He moves his hips and it feels whole inside, your heart filled with love, eyes flooded with his frame, your pussy with his hard dick, hard enough that you hold your breath, but you're so wet, you could hear it. You hear the noises as he slides in and out of your pussy.
You tightly wrap your legs around him and make yourself move, your sore body feeling incredibly weird and really intense but you're on cloud nine, euphoric.
Jungkook kisses your forehead sinking into you as you groan. You look up at him, his dark eyes burning with seductiveness. You gasp as he thrust in harder, but now you don't feel pain, his thick cock is adjusting inside your tight pussy, making your pussy his home, not painful enough like it had been, just him and you, heavy breaths and cock deeper inside you.
A beautifully slow rhythm that is making a home in your heart. He moves and you move with him. You feel him, feel him everywhere, and his everything - his breaths, his kisses, his heartbeats, his skin against yours, and his cock deeper in you.
You feel his breath on your lips, his eyes on yours, and the tension in his legs as he's pushing in and out of you. You feel so close to him, closer than you ever felt not even when you shared secrets that were meant to be buried inside your heart.
He kisses you like you're the only person, like his girlfriend, his lover, a real lover, like he wants you more than anyone else in this universe.
He tilts his hips and that's it. You suck in your breath and feel a flutter inside, and it aches a good pain until it didn't hurt at all.
He grunts and pushes hard, and the rhythm is faster than before. You hear his skin, slapping against yours, a delicious sound, and you can't stop squirming.
"I'm going to cum, princess", he whispers into your ears.
You nod, nod into his neck, pouring a wet kiss on his neck, letting him know that you're ready, his body shudders and jolts, slapping against yours. He hisses out his breath, shoving all the way in and you feel his heartbeat against your chest, and it's mirroring yours, faster.
One push and,
He shoots his come inside you.
You feel him, his warmth, his excitement. You feel the way he needs you, the way he loses control, the way he wants you, and everything between you two.
His breaths are heavy and his skin is hot and sweaty and the weight of his body pins you to bed. He is still inside you, feeling him makes you feel complete.
You are throbbing around him, and he too. You cum with him still inside you. The idea of him cum mixed with yours inside you, tingles you.
He kisses your lips and cheeks and your eyes - heavy with sleep.
He kisses all of you.
He slowly pulls out, carefully, covered with your cum mixed with his, dripping down his dick.
His hot cum starts to drip down your thighs mixed with yours and you're at the peak of vulnerability.
He picks up some wipes beside his bed, carefully wiping you off. You hold his wrist, "it's embarrassing kook, I can do this."
He hushes you, and he inches his body closer to you, tucking you and himself under the covers.
He keeps an arm around your belly as he lay beside you, kissing your shoulders and pulling you closer to him.
"I love you, with everything I am, Y/N", he hugs you and drifts into sleep.
"Kook we need to talk", exhaustion weighs heavily on your eyes.
"Not until tomorrow, right now you need to sleep, y/n,"
"But",
"No buts and ifs, you want daddy to spank you, mhmm", he whispers, a grin plastered on his lips.
"Yes", you mirror his expression.
"I really can, but looking at you seems you're breathing sleep. Sleep, princess."
"Mhmm", you nod.
He tugs you under the blanket.
Waking up at the midnight, with his cold fingers on your bare skin, you look at the side of his bed only to find what time of the night you're suddenly awake. It's 3:30 in the morning, taking a deep breath that shakes your body a little, you try to go back into a deep sleep until you feel his thumb and forefinger drawing your attention to the motion on your abused nipple, pinching it between his tattoed fingers, turning your soft buds to sharp and hard bullets.
You both had an exhausting yet unquenchable night in the history of your life. Body - worn out, pussy - swollen, cock - squishy and limp. To satiate your hearts and soul, maybe this life isn't enough for you two your hunger, probably the next life and even the next of the next might not be enough to quench your thirst.
Your breath hitches, making him wobble, "Has he been doing this for hours." Even though he's in deep sleep, his fingers don't halt for a second. You wonder if you're going to be living with him, you'll have to get acquainted with this habit of his.
Sleep did wonders, and as of now, you're ready for another round with your daddy. You trace his tattoed fingers over your nipples and this time he pinches hard as you gasp for air. Heat oozing out of your pussy maybe summoning his name as you feel him hard against your ass.
Jungkook's warm and tingly breath touches your cold cheeks, giving you chill bumps while prickles run down your spine, reaching to your swollen yet abused pussy for taking him for hours is still thirsty for his unholy touch, for his biting mouth and venomous tongue and more of his filthy hard cock waiting for a quenchable fuck.
Sure you're still a bit drowsy but not enough to not invite another exhaustingly painful sex, with the man you have only loved for years. A roughly sleepy groan vibrates inside his chest, as his tattooed arm on your breast pulls you back against the warmth of his chest. He bites your ear, placing soft kisses down on your shoulder, "why are you still awake?" His hoarse voice sends chills across your skin.
"I just woke up, and now I can't sleep." You breathlessly answer him.
"Why?" He pulls you tight against him, taking a deep lungful scent from your hair, and making you feel every inch square of his body.
You turn around to face him, to look at his sleepy yet flawless face because what you're going to say next you need to drink him in, his cosmos of emotions, which he never lets out. "When you wake up tomorrow, I'll be already gone. So I was just savoring this moment of you being by my side, your warm breaths against my skin, your touch, your everything, Jungkook", you thumb caressing the scar on his cheek.
"How dare you think, that you'll stay there by yourself and breathe peacefully," he pulls you closer, pushing his leg between yours as he places a kiss on your forehead, "I won't let you breathe, princess. Like we always do." His words throw you back into the pool of love you both felt hours ago making your pussy clench at the mere image of being fucked by him for hours begging for release yet enjoying the denial.
"Are you coming with me?" You question his.
"I'll come but not before you come."
"Jungkook", you slap his arm softly, and a giggle slips out of your lips swollen with his hungry kisses.
"I love you, princess"
"I love you, daddy", paying heed to these unholy words from your lips makes him press his lips against your lips and this is only the beginning of another unquenchable round.
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maybe in another universe | jjk | chapter 1: finally
💌 summary: It’s a complicated relationship. You love Jung Kook and Jung Kook loves you, but there are times that you don’t love him. The hardest part? He has never stopped loving you. Still, he lets you go and when you come running back, he welcomes you with open arms.
What happens when he reaches his breaking point? Will you ever realize what he has done for you?
💌 listen to: Butterfly
💌 pairing: Jung Kook x MC
💌 warning: cute teen fluff, a bit of angst, more in the succeeding chapters
💌 word count: 2.9k
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“How many wrist ballers do you have?” Jimin asks.
“To be honest, I’m surprised your blood circulation isn’t cut off.” Suki snickers.
“Hey! I happen to like these! Domo-kun is popular. Look!!! Kookie likes them.” you turn to Jung Kook and dangle your arm in his face.
“Yeah, they’re cute.” he smiles shyly.
“Hey Awesome Faction!” Alco greets you with Taehyung following closely behind her.
“Sorry, we’re late. Class finished late because the teacher had to scold the whole class.” Taehyung scoffs.
Awesome Faction, that’s what you decided to call your small circle of friends. You didn’t go to school with them. Jung Kook, Jimin, and Suki were 3 years higher than you and went to a more prestigious private school while Taehyung and Alco were 2 years older than you and both went to a “school for awesome geniuses” as he would call it. You all met them 5 years ago through a mutual friend, Jin, he was the one with a vast social circle. He introduced you to the group but being 6 years older, he was never there to hang out with you all the time, but you appreciate this friendship circle you’ve created. You always hang out together after school. Everyone packs afternoon snacks to share and talk about things that happened at school and at home. This was a daily routine for Awesome Faction or AF.
“Do you like the kimbap, Y/N?” Jung Kook says lowly as he scoots near you.
“I do, Kookie! Did you make them? Did Mrs. Kim make them?” you ask with puffed cheeks, happily chewing the kimbap you’ve just devoured.
“She did. She made this one for you. She said you’d like them and she put extra wasabi for you.” Jung Kook lies, it was him who said to put wasabi on your roll because he knows that even at a young age, you liked wasabi way too much.
Your wide eyes disappeared and were replaced with two crescent lines flashing him with a toothy grin. What you don’t see is Jung Kook’s pink cheeks, he’s all flushed feeling happy that you approve of his kimbap. He helped make them, asking his nann to make snacks to share for this afternoon’s picnic. He even prepared strawberries for you, but the moment Jimin saw them he reached out leaving Jung Kook no time to say that these were for you. You don’t mind though, even though strawberries are your favourite, you don’t mind sharing them with your friends.
“What would you like as a snack tomorrow, Kookie?” you ask him which catches Jung Kook off guard.
“What?”
“I asked you what would you like as a snack tomorrow. I’ll make you a special one.”
“W-what? You don’t need to! Y/n, I-I…”
“Boop!” you flick his nose.
“You’re so cute and shy.” you tell him which makes Jung Kook’s cheeks pink again.
You notice how he turns pink and covers half of his face with his hands looking left and right while covering the shy smile forming in his lips. He likes you, he likes you so much but as far as he knows you only see him as an older brother. He can’t be blushing because of his friend who’s like a little sister to her.
“I-I… I like banana milk. You know that.” he finally responds, eyes looking down and avoiding yours.
“No special requests? What about something to eat? Hmm?” you inch closer to his face which instantly makes him blush even more.
You pull back and reach for your backpack opening the zipper and looking for something shoved at the very bottom.
“Good for you I already bought banana milk today! Tadah!” you present the yellow bottle in front of him and his eyes instantly sparkle. But he’s looking straight into yours, not even staring at the banana milk you hold. His heart feels warm and his stomach is full of butterflies. He’d cry if he could. You’re always like this. You make him fall in love every day.
“Yaaah! Y/n I like banana milk too!” Alco chimes in.
“Uuuhhh, I have a few more.” You lie, you only brought two more with you but they were all supposed to be for Jung Kook.
You give one to Alco and another to Jimin. You grab the last straw and stick it into the bottle top and offer it to Jung Kook. He’s hesitant to take it. His mind is thinking of a thousand thoughts simultaneously, each one about you. Still, he takes it and wraps his lips around the straw with eyes peeking at you. You give him your butterfly-inducing smile that makes his blood rush to his cheeks for the 10th time of the day.
Jung Kook will always cherish these days. His high school days will always be the best because he made friends and most especially, he met you. He wouldn’t trade this for anything, this was the only thing that made him feel safer than he did at home. If he can even call that space home. His friends were his home. They made him feel loved, appreciated, protected, and visible.
What Jung Kook knew was how he and his friends made you feel special and loved. All of them are precious to you, of course, he was more than special to you but you’ll never let him know that. Not after what you heard the other day.
*flashback*
“Oh, c’mon Jung Kook! I know you like her. I’ve seen the way you look at her. It's as if we aren’t even there.” Jimin pesters Jung Kook. The teens were tasked to buy beverages for the group in the vending machine. You decided to follow them to see what’s taking too long.
“I do not. She’s my friend. I.. don’t. Yeah I don’t.” Jung Kook tries to deny his feelings.
“Alco sees it too.”
“What?! Is it that obvious?” Jung Kook is stunned. Did his friends really know? Was he 100% obvious?
“Hey! What’s taking you guys so long?” you come out and surprise them. Jung Kook is the first one to react with wide eyes. He’s nervous wondering if you heard the conversation you cut-off.
“Ooohhooo, Jung Kookie was taking too long. Here take this y/n. I give Prince Taehyung his drink so he can choke on it.” Jimin gives you two more bottles and bolts back to your picnic’s direction.
“TAAAAEEEEHHYUUUNGGG-AAAAHHHH!”
“JIIIMMMIIINNN-AAAAHHH!”
The two scream back at each other with laughter echoing from Alco and Suki. You giggle at them not noticing the wide-eyed Jung Kook staring at you. He’s nervous as hell. Did you hear him? Do you know?
“Y/n.” he whispers
“Hmm?”
“Did you hear?” he asks while looking at the ground. He’s suddenly embraced with nervousness and sadness. He can’t explain the feeling, he feels so anxious. As if any second now he’s going to burst.
“Hear what? That you like Alco?” you try to tease him to hide the bitterness in your words. You didn’t hear much, just “you like her” and Alco’s name being tossed in the conversation. Your brain instantly tries to piece up the conversation.
“What? Alco? I don’t like Alco.” he’s quick to deny himself. Heck, he likes you. He doesn’t like Alco. It’s you. Yet his mouth can’t say it.
“Don’t worry Jung Kook, I won't say a word.” you say and do a zipper gesture to your mouth.
“C’mon Kookie, I’m starving. I want snacks.”
“I-I, slow down y/n.” you grab his wrists and tug on him to run towards your group. He can no longer form words. Just staring at your hand wrapped around his wrists and a smile forming on his face is enough for him to dismiss the conversation.
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“Kookie?”
You’ve been inside the convenience store for 30 minutes. Rain’s pouring heavily outside and you need to take shelter because your friends were late and they decided to cancel today’s picnic due to the weather. You and Jung Kook arrived 45 minutes early before the rain. Now you’re both sitting inside the store eating ramyeon.
“Yes?”
“How’s it going with Alco?” the question has been itching inside of you for the last two weeks. Ever since you heard the conversation between him and Jimin, you can’t shake it off. You’ve always liked Jung Kook. He’s nice, a certified softy, funny, artistic, and has a cute nose you like to boop.
The question makes the gears in Jung Kook’s head turn. He recounts the conversation you had a few weeks ago. He had let it go, thinking that denying it on the spot convinced you, but it didn’t.
“I already told you. I don’t like her,” he starts
“I like someone else.” he whispers but you still catch it
“Whaaaat? Whooo?” you whisper and scream so as to not startle other people inside the store although you’re 150% sure it's just you, Jung Kook, and the clerk at this point.
“I don’t like Alco. She’s just a friend.” he clears
“Oh, I thought. Ok, nevermind. I guess I heard wrong.” you continue, embarrassingly slurping your cup noodles.
“What about you Y/N? Do you like someone?” he finally had the guts to ask.
You choke on the soup. The spicy broth instantly goes to your nose making Jung Kook panic and reach for the napkins to hand over to you.
“Oh my, I’m sorry, sorry. Are you okay?” he rambles
You cough to clear your throat, feeling the heat burn through your throat and nostrils. You did not expect him to ask that. Nope, never in a million years, but you definitely knew the answer to his question. The answer was sitting beside you after all.
“I’m okay. I’m okay.” You reassure him by taking the napkins and patting your lips and nose as Jung Kook takes more napkins to clean the spilled soup on the table. God, that’s embarrassing.
“Here have some water. I’m sorry. Are you good?” he asks again, not wanting to bring the question up again.
“I’m good. Thank you, Kookie.” you finally compose yourself.
There’s an awkward pause after that. Just you drinking water and him finishing the last drop of his ramyeon. You both stare outside still waiting for the rain to stop.
“I do.”
“What?” he turns to you confused
“I do like someone but you don’t know him.” Lie.
“Oh, is that so? Is he from your school?” Jung Kook can’t keep himself from answering.
“Um-hmm.” Lie again.
“I see.” he replies much to his dismay.
“Does he know?” he’s already losing hope
“No.” at least there’s some truth to your answer.
Jung Kook is quiet again. Neither of you speaks for the rest of the afternoon. He offers to walk you home, but you decline and say he’ll get home even late if he decides to walk you home. Jung Kook doesn’t mind, he never does but this time he doesn’t push you. Something in him stirs after your conversation. He feels… broken? Sad? Disappointed? He can’t say which one but he still gives you a smile before parting ways.
“Get home safely, Kookie.”
“You too Y/N.”
“Bye-bye!”
And he walks in the opposite direction oblivious to the pout you’re hiding. You were so close to spilling him the beans, so close to confessing to him but you couldn’t after he saw you choking on soup. That’s not cute at all. NOT. AT. ALL.
On the other hand, Jung kook feels down even after he had reached his home. He plops on the sofa and grunts. His parents aren’t there.
“Oh, Jung Kookie, you’re home. I’m making beef stew for dinner. It’ll just be us tonight.”
“What’s new?” he whispers to himself
“Wash up, I’ll get dinner ready within the hour.”
He groans again and walks upstairs to his room leaving Mrs. Kim with a confused expression on her face. He’s usually not like this, not after your daily picnic. Not after he spent his afternoon with his Y/N, she’ll just ask him after dinner.
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“You’re gonna do well, baby. You always do.” he smiles through the camera.
“I’m so afraid to meet new people. What if I actually suck if my taste in art is actually bad?” you ask him back.
“Nah, you’re the best. I’ll teach you.” Jung Kook flashes his bunny grin, clearly shuffling around the house to get his stuff before going to university.
“What? Are you gonna teach me Psychology and Art?” you raise a brow at him.
“I can. Watch me. Hey, isn’t your first class in like… 10 minutes?”
“Yeah, I’m already outside the lecture hall. See?” you turn your camera around to give him a good view of your surroundings.
“I’ll see you later, yeah?” Jungkook assures
“Uh-huh. Let’s have lunch?” you nod
“Bye, baby.” he hums
You ignore the backflips your tummy is giving you and respond to him that’s almost always so cute for him.
“Bye, Kookie.”
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“Hey, Kookie here!” You raise your hand and callout to Jung Kook. It’s 4pm and you’re done with classes for the day. Jung Kook being the bestest friend that he claims to be is here to pick-up you up. You're in your freshman year of college. You being a Psychology major and him taking the same course in a different university.
“Hello, Princess! How was your day?” he greets you with a soft peck on your temple as he lovingly rubs your middle. You blush at his touch but play it cool but cough and return the question to him.
“Just got better.” you don’t miss the way his doe eyes disappear as he smiles looking down at you.
“C’mon, the group’s waiting for us.”
Alco was sent back to Japan for her studies, it’s just Jimin, Taehyung, and Suki with you now. Awesome Faction still meets up at the park thrice a week to catch-up and you’re running late now.
“Do you think it’s going to rain Jungkookie?”
He responds with a hum as Jung Kook looks straight while driving.
Of course, within minutes the rain does start pouring and your phone quickly rings.
“YAH! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?”
“IT’S RAINING SO HARD HERE.”
“We’re so soooooorrrrryyyy!!!” you and Jung Kook both call out.
“Tae’s going to take us home! Can’t risk getting sick!”
“Rain check?”
“Yeah, sure. See you tomorrow perhaps?”
“Byeee—- OI KIM TAEHYUNG COME BA—”
You giggle at the goofiness of your friends.
“You want to go somewhere else?” Jung Kook suddenly asks
“Hmmm, maybe, where though? Where to?” you ask tapping your cheeks.
“Would you maybe want to get Doenjang-jjigae?”
“AAAAAHHHH YESSSS! Let’s go! Let’s go! I remember you have a favourite place! Let’s go!”
Your sweet voice filled with enthusiasm causes him to smile lovingly once again. He thinks it's the right time. He’s waited so long for this. Maybe he should’ve done this before, during the same rainy afternoon.
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“Do you think it will ever stop raining tonight?”
“I doubt that. I just hope I can get you home on time, Y/N.”
“Ah, tsk tsk tsk. I live alone now, remember? No more curfew for Little Ms. Me now.”
“Oh, yeah.” Jung Kook is oddly quiet. As if he’s been in deep thought ever since you entered his favourite shop. You think maybe it's because of the weather. He always seems down when it rains.
“Kookie?”
“Yeah?” he glances at you and just at the right moment you snap a photo of him, cheeks full and pink with warmth, and eyes so round and sparkly.
“Aha! I got yah!” you smile at him, the creases at each end of your eyes tell him it's a genuine one. It makes him fall in love with you even more, if that’s even possible. Maybe this is it, he thinks.
“Y/N?”
“Hmm?” you respond looking down at your phone trying to think of a caption for the photo of Jung Kook you’re posting on insta.
“Y/N.” Jung Kook repeats but this time reaching out to hold your wrist and placing your hand on his chest.
You feel it right there. His heart beating frantically, you look into his eyes and see his familiar doe eyes staring directly at you. You reciprocate the look he’s giving you as you turn on your swivel chair to fully face him.
Your heart is beating loudly too as if it’s threatening to leap out of your body. Is this it?
“Jung Kook?” you say his name first unsure what to say next. You stare at his eyes and then his lips, waiting for them to move and say something. It takes a few more seconds before he does.
“Y/N… I-..” Jung Kook hesitates but he thinks he’s not going to have a time like this again.
His eyes sparkle with adoration, shyness, and a bit of calmness even though your hand which rests directly on top of his heart says a completely different story. Jung Kook takes one gulp before opening his lips again.
“I like you, Y/N.” he finally lets out.
A warm little smile makes its way to your lips. You both stare into each other’s eyes before you eyes trail down to his chest. You tug back your hand but not before you grab his wrist and place it on your cheeks. The movement takes Jung Kook in shock but the delicate gesture doesn’t faze him. His heart stops as you melt into his touch. He waits and waits and waits for you to say something…
then you do.
“Jung Kook, I like you too.”
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💌 author’s note: Chapter 1 is here! I really hope everyone enjoys miau. Please please let me know what you think. This is the first story I’m writing and I’m very much excited for you to read miau as you get to enjoy Y/N and JK’s story. 💗
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꒰ every time I miss you ꒱ #bts #bangtan
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be my mistake | jjk
Pairing : Jeon Jungkook × Reader
Genre : bestfriends! au, hurt! au, angst
Summary : Jungkook was comfort personified. Your safe haven. Until you uttered the three words that ruined everything.
Song Companions :
Be My Mistake by The 1975
Warnings : none, except bad writing lol.
Word Count : 1.6k
Author's Note : This is my work since a very long time. It's quite similar to the one drabble I wrote last time, but there's just something about Jungkook and comfort that it keeps on inspiring me to write similar scenarios over and over again.
Please excuse the writing since it's been a while since I last wrote anything.
Beyond your windows, the lightning threatened to clatter to the ground. You watched it, the light almost blinding, before it went out all too quick. Counting the seconds, you waited so that you would feel the impact of it. And surely, it followed soon after. The ground reverberated with it - the cackling energy that it was hit with through the thunder.
The clouds piled high in the sky, moving with a rhythm along with the wind, which howled furiously into the lonely night.
You wondered, in this stormy weather, why did you only feel the presence of a haunting silence that filled your room?
It was the absence of a warm presence—the remnants of a resounding laughter—that you felt in your very bones. The eyes - which were the home of a galaxy of stars - were nowhere to be found.
All because of you. All because of your stupid mistake.
The mistake that now wouldn't let you get even a wink of sleep. The mistake that would follow you through your nightmares and the endless hours of the prolonging nights. It would sit with you, up until your very last breath - until you set it right, in this lifetime or the next. Which you doubted was possible.
The tears threatened to fall again, but you blinked them back. Was there even a point in lamenting further?
But the hollowness in your chest said otherwise, because it had consumed your entire being. You were nothing but a shell of all that had been - a shell of all the possibilities you had ruined.
Your sole confidant was out of your reach, and you had to wallow in your misery all by yourself. It was quite lonely this way without him - for he had been there for everything. Everytime you hit rock bottom, he was there. Everytime you celebrated your tiniest achievement, he was there. For the good and the bad, he had stood with you like a rock - comforting you always by just his mere presence.
"Y/n?"
Your eyes widened. No, that couldn't be. That must have been a figment of your imagination, for he couldn't be here now. Not after all that you had said.
As if on cue, you then heard soft footsteps approaching, dimmed by the pattering of the rain. You knew the rhythm of them by heart but couldn't comprehend why they were towards your crouched form on the bed - your chest hugging your knees. So, he really was here.
After everything, he still sought after you.
But then again, you were his best friend. It was not in his nature to leave you alone - not when he knew there was a storm of hurt raging inside you.
You couldn't stay still. Wanting to see that your brain had not been playing tricks, you risked a glance, not caring that he would glimpse your eyes that were puffy with sorrow and see that grief had consumed your entire form. You never had to care - not when it came to him. Because he would already know, for he understood you like nobody else.
"J-Jungkook?"
There it was. The sound of his name that felt all too familiar on your tongue. It was oh so sweet, and too painful to say at the moment.
Jungkook stood there at the edge of your bed. His form was barely illuminated in the darkness of your room, but you could still make out his face. His hair was dripping wet from the rain. You could see his clenched jaw, the curve of his soft lips, the slope of his nose, and his eyes. They were dimmed of their usual light, but they shone with a storm of incomprehensible emotions - all seeming to contradict each other. His hands were fisted at his sides, as if he had to put effort into refraining himself from doing something. Perhaps comforting you, like he always had.
Jeon Jungkook, your human form of comfort and warmth, stood right before you. Yet, never had he felt so distant, so out of limits as he did in this moment, regarding you with guarded eyes.
"Jungkook?" You called out again, not sure what to do. There was a heated debate of your body - which needed him to hold you impossibly close, with your mind - which was trying to knock some sense into you, that he possibly wouldn't even want to stay in any proximity with you.
He sighed in response.
The faint smell of rain and Jungkook wafted through the room—a scent that had been your favourite all these years, and calmed you like nothing else.
"Come here, Y/n."
In his voice, you found reluctance - a hint of hesitance as his eyes flitted from your damp cheeks to your wet lashes. They emphasized the very mess you were.
You merely shook my head. "I-I cannot possibly d-do that, Jungkook."
"Y/n, please." The desperation in this voice slipped through, and you saw the raw pain painted across those black orbs.
"You know that we are in no position to be in each other's company at the moment, Kook." It was the very truth that you had been refusing to accept the past few hours.
It was this truth present amidst the both of you that had put the distance between you two. It had created this rift between the two of you. You could see it in the way Jungkook refrained from doing his usual thing with you.
The newfound distance only twisted the knife of pain and dug into your wounds further.
But ignoring all of it, Jungkook continued to communicate his request silently , holding your deterring gaze.
"No, Jungkook. I-I cannot." You cowered into yourself as a fresh wave of sorrow flooded through you. You were responsible for this mess you had put the both of you in.
Your stupid, messy feelings.
Stupid emotions that overtook all your senses, and the stupid stutter of your heart everytime he looked into your eyes. This utterly stupid love that you had for him, that consumed your entire being every second that you breathed.
"Y/n, you don't have to do this to yourself. We are fine - we'll continue and stand through this together, like we always have."
"No, Jungkook, we can't," you argued.
"Why not?" His brows furrowed, forming that tiny knot between them. You brushed aside the desire to kiss it away.
"It's not fair to me nor you. You know that very well."
There was no point in carrying this any further - not when Jungkook would always be careful with you now that he knew. The very essence of your dynamic was lost the moment you said those three words. The pair of you were meant to be platonic, and nothing further. Only because of that did Jungkook communicate so freely, and laid his heart bare before you.
"It's only continuing what we have always had. I need you, Y/n." His voice inched towards breaking, and you knew you were pushing him towards the edge.
"Don't say that." Your voice was just above a whisper.
Jungkook looked utterly stricken. All the colour drained from his face, as he gazed at you with widened eyes.
The thunder struck in the distance once more, and the room shook a little as an aftereffect.
"Y/n, do you mean to say that we can't continue this any longer? Do you mean to say that-" He took a sharp breath.
You smiled wrly. The damage had already been done. What could a little more hurting do?
"Yes, Kook." You looked up at him, then. Beautiful—that's what he was. He stole your breath even now, and the hollowness in your chest felt more prominent as you weighed the possibility of not seeing him again that happened to linger in the air - in his unspoken words. "I can't do this any longer."
"Y/n, you can't - you won't just give up on this, right?" Jungkook leaned towards you as desperation gnawed at all his clean-cut edges to tear him apart - ripping his heart into pieces. "Don't make that mistake, Y/n. You-you can't do this."
It was all evident in his eyes: the losing battle that he was fighting - the one you wanted him to win. But that would only result in your eventual doom and put you back into that place of agony as you had experienced all these years.
"What you are asking of me is very selfish, Jungkook. I can't stand a second more with the fact that you are not mine, that we will always be just friends."
There. There you put out your most innermost thoughts for Jungkook to see. You laid your heart bare before him, once again.
He looked conflicted then, that battle from before still evident. But there was a defeated slouch to his shoulders, because he knew then that there was nothing he could say to tackle this.
That your decade long friendship was going to end, just like that.
"I understand." He looked into your eyes and held your gaze.
You raked your eyes throughout his face and memorized every detail of him. You committed the faint soapy, laundry-like smell of his to your memory, knowing it would never invade your senses after this.
"Goodbye, Kook." You managed a smile.
He looked at you then - really looked at you, as if seeing you for the very first time and perhaps the last time. He didn't return your goodbye nor your smile, but merely acknowledged it with a nod and just walked out of your door - out of your life.
And as he went, he left you as an empty shell. Leaving you with nothing but the fragments of him that you would make sure to cling onto all the years that would follow.
The remnants of the smell of rain and Jungkook lingered in the room, that without him, made this room all the more suffocating.
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Dear Namjoon | KNJ
✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content
✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn
✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?
a/n: when I first started writing Dear Namjoon I was writing short chapters :DDD
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crossposted: wattpad / main chapters AO3 / mini chapters AO3
drabbles lists
Mini chapters (in order)
⇢ Chapter 1:It's a sign
⇢ Chapter 2:Pink Dior Box
⇢ Chapter 3:Jungkook
⇢ Chapter 4:The Party
⇢ Chapter 5:The Spy
⇢ Chapter 6:Night out
⇢ Chapter 7:Pride
⇢ Chapter 8:Yoongi Knows
Before he knew
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The aftermath
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Behind Those Connection | bestfriend!jungkook au 01
⭢ pairing: jungkook x reader
⭢ genre: fluff, bestfriend!jungkook, friends to lovers
⭢ warnings: introvert jk, future family problems, jk prefers to be alone
⭢ word count: 2.7k
summary: in which you are the only friend that jungkook has
parts: 1
“Do you know hoseok, gguk?” You asked as you bite your bread while sitting at Jungkook's bed resting your back on the headboard.
He glanced at you for a second and returned his attention to the book that he’s reading.
“Nope.” He answered sitting at the small single couch near the bed.
“He’s throwing a party for his birthday and he’s inviting all the engineering students and a few friends and acquaintances from our batch.” You swallow your bread before you continue. “You’re an engineering student so technically, you’re invited.”
He doesn’t even give you a single glance for what you just said indicating that he’s not interested. You rolled your eyes before you got off of his bed and walked towards him. You sit next to him on the couch even though you both don’t fit and he frowned at you. You just chuckled at his reaction.
“What the hell, y/n.” He commented, still looking at you with irritation.
“I’m one of his acquaintances that he invited and I want you to also be there.” You said with a wide smile while cuddling his left arm.
Frankly, you only know hoseok by his name and popularity although, sometimes, you’ve seen him during parties that you both attend. You don’t remember yourself having a proper conversation with him except for a short greeting so you are not really expecting to be invited to his party. Well, good for you since you love free drinks and nightlife. Which is an activity that Jungkook hates.
“I don’t even know him.” He returned his gaze in the book.
“Oh come on. You don’t want free drinks?” You brought your face to him and but he avoided you because of irritation.
“I can afford buying my own.” He replied that made you roll your eyes and remove your hand from his arm.
“I know but he invited you. Why don’t you try coming so that at least you can unwind?”
“I’m not interested.” He speaks with finality not even looking at you. You rolled your eyes and returned to the bed.
You are not surprised that Jungkook doesn’t want to come to the party since it wasn’t his thing. He prefers to stay at home and read his books or play computer games. You are his opposite and people find it fascinating on how both of you became close but to be honest, it isn’t a big story to tell. Given the fact that both of your parents are friends, Jungkook isn't fond of making friends while you like to stay close to him.
“Who’s coming with you?” He asked not to give you a glance.
“Probably with Jennie and her friends. Nayeon isn’t really invited so I’m going with Jennie.”
Nayeon is one of your close friends among your friend group and your other friends aren't studying in the same university as you except for Nayeon therefore, they don’t know most of the people in your university. In Nayeon’s case, she and hoseok don't really know each other and the reason why she isn’t invited to his birthday.
Jungkook suddenly looked at you and he looked like he didn't like your idea.
“Jennie Kim?” Of course he knows her because she’s his blockmate. You also know the reason why he doesn’t like your idea of tagging with her and her friends. You want to change his mind because Jennie isn’t what he really thinks she is.
“She’s not good to be with, y/n. I know her.”
“And I also know her. She isn't really what you think she is. She’s—
“She’s not good for you. I know a lot of issues from her and those issues are not nice to hear. She might leave you alone at the party.”
Jennie Kim is known to have a lot of issues like betraying her friends and hooking up with a lot of men but you’ve known her since kindergarten. Everything she does has a reason and you know that she won’t betray you of all people. People might judge her from what they see but you know better.
You looked at Jungkook and he still looks irritated but you understand why he has that reaction. However, you also want him to understand that Jennie is harmless to you.
“I’ll be fine, gguk. Don’t worry. Or if you want me to stay safe, be there.” You gave him a knowing smile. He once again rolled his eyes.
“Whatever.”
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You are spacing out while your last class is ongoing. It was history class and it was a subject that you find boring. You were looking at the wall clock as you received a message from your bestfriend, Jungkook.
From: Jungkook
I’m at the cafeteria. Just go here after your class.
You replied “ok” before you put down your phone. Most of the time, you and Jungkook go home together not only because he has a car but it is something that both of you regularly do. When you were in middle school, you always hopped in his car uninvited when he used to have a driver and he couldn't do anything about it. At first, he was really furious whenever you hop in his car. One time, when you were about to open the door, he ordered his driver to drive fast so that you won’t be able to ride and that is something that he regrets because you became cold and ignored him for the whole week. He felt guilty for what he did since you sulked. You suddenly stop nagging and annoying him and Jungkook should be happy about it, however, his conscience grew in him.
When the bell rang, you immediately fixed your things and left the room. You go straight to the cafeteria but before you even reach where jungkook is, you hear Jennie calling you.
“Y/N!” When you looked behind, you saw her walking towards you with a big smile on her face. She kissed your cheeks before she spoke.
“We’ll go to hoseok's party together, right?” She said and you nod while smiling.
“Of course! I’ll just fetch you to your house. How about Lisa and your other friends?”
“They’re just going on their own. They’ll see us at the party.” She answered. “Wanna stay at my place before we head to the club?” She continued. She probably wants to hang out with you before the party starts and have a catch up but you’re afraid you can’t.
Before you got the chance to answer, you heard Jungkook’s voice behind you.
“y/n.” You looked behind and you saw him seriously looking at you. As you looked behind, you saw him seriously looking at you.
“I’ll just fetch you later at your house. Probably around 8pm?” You looked at Jennie smiling at Jungkook who just arrived.
“Oh of course. I’ll see you later?” You nodded before you both said goodbyes.
Your eyes follow Jennie before you face your bestfriend “What?” You looked at Jungkook who’s still looking at you with dagger eyes.
“You’re fetching her?” He sounds like he can’t believe what he heard.
“You just heard it.” You stated the fact. You started to walk and he walked along with you.
“Are you seriously befriending her?” He asked while you both were walking.
“We’re already friends. What are you saying?”
He’s explaining why you can’t be friends with her while walking until you reach the car and you look so done with his words. You closed your eyes before you faced him.
“Jungkook, can you listen to me?” You said when you are now inside the car.
“What?” He looked at you as he closed his car door. You clench your jaw before you speak.
“I know that you’re just concerned about me but I've known Jennie since we were 6. We've been friends ever since and I know what kind of person she really is.” You looked at him but he didn't respond so you continued. “She might appear as plastic but trust me, she’s just doing that to protect herself. She had a traumatic experience during her childhood that explains why she does the things that might not sound appropriate. But I know that when it comes to me, she’s the Jennie Kim I’ve known since kindergarten.”
He was stunned to speak and looked down. He’s playing with the car keys and silence grew between the two of you. You’re right, you’ve known Jennie more than he has known her but he just doesn’t want you to be involved with Jennie’s issues. You were his only friend and the last thing that he wants to happen is you getting hurt.
Jungkook stayed silent until he decided to drive away.
Both of you were silent during the ride and you were used to his silence. Whenever you both had an argument or a discussion that one of you didn’t agree with, he stayed silent afterwards.
“Wanna stay?” You asked when you reached your house.
“No, I’ll go.” He responded not even giving you a glance and you just nod before leaving his car.
He followed you with his eyes until you closed your door and he sighs. He doesn’t remember the last time that both of you had this argument and its weight on his chest. He stayed there for a couple of minutes before he decided to leave.
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“Happy birthday, hoseok!” You greeted when you saw him and he gave you and Jennie a drink and you gladly took it.
“Thank you, ladies! Lisa and the other girls have arrived though I’m not sure where they are right now.” hoseok responded close to you and Jennie because the music was too loud. Both of you and Jennie talked to hoseok for a while before hoseok met with the other visitors and you started to enjoy the night.
Hours passed since you arrived at the club. You’ve met a lot of people and had a lot of drinks and you’re now starting to get drunk. Excusing yourself from the crowd, you walk towards your table however, before you even reach there, someone blocked you.
“y/n!” You looked at Jimin who’s in front of you while smiling. You returned his smile.
“Hi, Min. How are you? I haven’t seen you the whole night.” You respond and compose yourself because you know to yourself that you’re already drunk and you're embarrassed to show it to him.
“I just arrived minutes ago and it seems that you’ve already enjoyed the night.” You chuckled at his remarks.
Jimin is actually a high school classmate and one of hoseok’s close friends but he’s from another university. Though you don’t really know how he and hoseok became friends, you just found out when you’re attending previous college parties. Jimin also happens to be your highschool happy crush and honestly, he’s still your happy crush up until now. Majority of your friends know that since you don’t really keep it a secret. Probably Jimin got the message since rumors have wings and it flies high. However, you find it strange that he’s not hitting on you. Not to sound too high of yourself but there are a lot of men who admire you and you are aware of that. But the thought that Jimin doesn't see you differently makes you even whats him more.
“Where are you heading?” You asked.
“I was with a few friends when I saw you. I just came to say hi.” You bite your lower lip to prevent yourself from smiling because you know for sure that you got butterflies on your stomach.
“Missed me?” And you don’t really know where that came from.
He chucked before he answered. “Of course. I haven’t seen you since the last time we attended the same party.”
“Yeah, we only see each other during parties.” You were about to hit another line on Jimin when you caught the eye of your bestfriend. The music is blasting and the lights are dancing which gives you a headache. You weren’t sure if it was actually him since your sight was already blurred and it was dark. You looked at Jimin before you excused yourself but before you walked away, he grabbed your wrist.
“y/n.” You looked at him. “I hope we can hang out some other time.” He added and you smile genuinely.
“Of course we can.” He nodded before he let you go and walk away. You spaced out for a couple of seconds realizing that Jimin wants to hang out with you. You smirk but then you remember that the person you just saw might be your bestfriend. You looked at the directions where you saw him and gladly, he’s still there. You walk towards where he is standing and you laugh when you confirm that he is really your bestfriend. You hit his upper arm but you lose your balance and before you even kiss the ground, Jungkook catches you.
“God, y/n. You’re drunk.” He said while holding your waist and you keep on laughing. He rolled his eyes and you kept your composure.
“What’s funny?” He asked, looking at you with annoyance and picked up the glass of drink in the counter bar.
“I thought you’re not interested in the party?” You said and snatched his drink before you took a sip. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the glass.
“You’re drunk already.” He stated the fact.
The DJ got a nice mix out there and you started to sway your hips together with the beat. You get a drink from the bar while dancing through the music and your bestfriend’s eyes are staring at you looking so done.
“C’mon gguk! Let’s dance!” You pulled his wrist using your right hand while drinking your glass. Everyone is now jumping and having fun but your bestfriend is just standing while you’re dancing along with the crowd.
It was getting wild so you put your hand on your bestfriend’s shoulder while dancing and you’re having so much fun not really minding him.
Jungkook watches you dance until you get tired and totally get drunk. He stayed while watching you having the best night until you got wasted. The party isn’t over but you can’t join anymore. Jungkook’s hand is in your waist assisting you to walk to the parking lot and he’s really having a hard time.
“Gguk, what the hell! Let’s go back!” You said while hitting him.
“Stop being stubborn. You’re already drunk.” He responds while walking you.
“One more glass please!” You keep on resisting to walk and Jungkook had enough. He lifted you up and you shouted. You keep on shouting at him and he acts as if he didn’t hear it until he reached the car.
He lays you down in the backseat and you’re already wasted to even protest. You’ve been talking to yourself and Jungkook can’t really understand it.
“I’ll get you home.” He said but you were blabbering words.
“No— not.”
“Goodness, y/n” Jungkook whispered. You keep on talking until you finally get tired.
When you reach your home, Jungkook carries you up to your room and lays you down on your bed. He was wondering why your parents are not at home but he remembered that most of the time, they are going abroad for business and maybe that is the reason why they are not around.
He stares at you while you’re peacefully sleeping and he smug at the thought of how worst your hangover would be. He removed your platform heels and laid you properly before he tucked the blanket in. He walks into your vanity mirror and picks up a cotton and a bottle of make up remover before he sits next to you and gently removes your makeup. He’s been doing this a lot of times and he already mastered what to do whenever you’re wasted.
He keeps on staring at your baby face while removing your makeup. He caressed your face and he remembered how you swayed your hips while you placed your hands on his shoulder. His heartbeat suddenly increased and he looked away. He puts down the bottle of makeup remover and stands up. He was about to walk away when you grabbed his hand.
“Stay.” You whispered while your eyes were still closed.
“I’ll head home. It's already late, y/n.” He responded.
“That's why… stay.”
He stared at you for a moment before he caressed your hands.
“I’ll be here tomorrow. Don’t worry.” He kissed your forehead before he finally left your room.
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author’s note: Hello! This is my first time posting a jungkook au here and I’ve been exploring how to use this app properly for my future post. Also, english is not my first language so I hope you guys can still understand my writings ^^
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hey i was wondering if you know the name of this fic. jungkook is oc’s best friend’s boyfriend but he’s in love with oc and asks for a 3some for his bday. i dont really remember much 😭 btw thank you for everything u do 🫶
🌷It’s similar to this and this! (unless it’s not lol, then feel free to share more details 🥰).
btw thank you for everything u do 🫶 - thank you, too! you’re very kind and I appreciate it 🥺
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Friendly Marriage. JJK [m]
bestfriend!JK x reader
Genre: smut; romance; bestfriend!Jungkook, babydaddy/exhusband!Jungkook (non-idol Jungkook)
Words: 19k
Synopsis: No one can really understand your relationship with your best friend. You are not in love but you did get married and you did have a son. It was just a friendly marriage, wasn't it?
Warnings: unprotected sex; breeding kink; oral sex (m. & f. receiving); In The Soop 2 JK (it's a warning)
Drabble 1
You can't believe Junghee is already three. It feels like he was born yesterday and yet, the big red 'Three' decorating his birthday cake tells otherwise. You want to keep him a baby all his life because he is so freaking cute! Sometimes you wish he'd look more like you but you're actually glad he looks just like his dad: that means he'll be really, really handsome. To be true, Jungkook is the most attractive man you know with his raven hair and his doe eyes. And let's not talk about his body... so damn hot with perfect muscles and a full tattooed sleeve. However, he is your best friend, not your husband. Or not anymore to be precise.
Things with Jungkook have always been weird for other people. You have been best friends since you were eight and your parents and friends were convinced that you two could end up together. Maybe the fact that you got married sent them mixed signals... But it was just for fun, there was no love involved. No romantic love. Sure, you love Jungkook and he loves you but not like that. No one can really understand how you feel for each other because it's way more than a four letter word.
You've always felt safe with your best friend. You know that if everyone around abandons you, Jungkook won't. Ever. And you're sure that you can't love someone more than him, except your cute little son of course.
So, at twenty-two, getting married together seemed fun. You were joking around about some friends asking you for the millionth times if you were dating and then, Jungkook said 'Let's get married'. You laughed and said yes. And you got married. It was just you and him and it was perfect. You remember Jungkook saying his vows 'You are supposed to marry the person you love the most, and it's you Y/N'. You could understand what he meant because you felt just the same.
And living together was nice too. Especially because you were already roommates. Nothing really changed between you, despite the rings on your fingers. But your family and friends were completely lost: you were married but not dating. You weren't even kissing! The only time your lips touched was at your wedding and you couldn't stop laughing.
After one year of a happy friendly marriage, Jungkook asked you if you wanted to have kids. You told him that you sure wanted to but you were not sure to meet someone as loving and caring as him to be the father of your baby. And there came the other craziest idea of your best friend: having a baby together. Which meant confusing your family and friends even more.
The baby making process was so weird. It was the first time you saw each other naked, even though you got peaks of Jungkook's perfect chest and abs a lot of times. Just like your first kiss, you didn't stop laughing, resulting in Jungkook scolding you: 'Could you stop laughing? I'm trying to concentrate here!'. And you laughed even more. He did make you cum though, so it was not so bad.
And then, your beautiful baby boy arrived. You couldn't dream of a more perfect family. Jungkook is the best person you know and your kid was made out of love, even if it's an unconventional one. Jungkook and you felt in love with Junghee the very first second you saw his puffy face and tiny fingers. The fact that he looks just like Jungkook makes you happy because he is such a great father. Honestly, he is the perfect man, except he is not your man.
You decided to get divorced one year ago without a real reason. It was just about time to end the joke and to confuse your loved ones one more time. Things haven't changed so much though. Jungkook still spends most of his time with Junghee and you. Well, maybe things have changed a little since Harin, Jungkook's girlfriend. Your best friend has to split his free time now but Harin is really nice. Junghee seems to like her too so it's all what matter to you.
"Daddy!" Junghee screams when Jungkook appears in the park where your family and a few friends have gathered
Jungkook immediately takes his son into his arms and hugs him.
"Wow, you looks so big! How old are you? Twelve already?" Jungkook jokes, making Junghee proud because your son is always trying to look older — unfortunately for you
"No! Three" Junghee replies, holding two fingers up
"Where's mama?"
"With grandma, I think she is baking the cake"
Junghee hides his face in Jungkook's neck. He missed his dad. He is not used to be without him for more than three days.
"Baking the cake in the park?" Jungkook chuckles before grabbing Harin's hand, still holding his son with one arm
Jungkook's smile brightens when he sees you. The simple jeans and white top you're wearing look perfect on you. You are indeed with your mother and you do have a cake next to you, but it's already baked. His son was right about most things.
Your mother's eyes leaving you to stare at something behind you make you curious. When you turn around and witness your son in his father's arms, your heart melts. It's such a perfect picture. There is so much love between the three of you that you could cry.
"Kook!" You greet him before waving at Harin
"Hi, baby mama!" He gives you a bunny smile but it fades a little bit when he notices the picnic blanket with so many food on it already set up "You should have called me to help you"
"She shouldn't have to ask, Jungkook" Your mother replies
You give her some strong look to ask her to stop. Your parents do love Jungkook, especially because he gave you the most perfect son. But it's true that something's changed since you mentioned your best friend having a girlfriend. Maybe they don't believe you when you tell them that you weren't in love and that you're happy for him. Or maybe they're a little annoyed that Jungkook has less time for Junghee.
"It's okay, Kook, it was not very hard to do. I'm glad you two came" You reassure him
"I want to play" Your son speaks up when he notices some of his friends coming closer
Jungkook drops him down and Junghee is running so fast that some dirt flies up. You watch your son hugging his friends and you wave at one of the dads. He is actually your colleague too and your sons go to the same kindergarten. It's not rare that Yoongi and you have lunch together and talk about your children. He is a nice guy, even though he doesn't talk much — you do much of the talking. He surprises you when he walks to you. You know that he is not a social butterfly.
"Hi, Y/N, how are you?" He asks you softly
"I'm fine" You answer with a sweet smile "Do you want to stay for the cake?"
"I'd love that" He replies, a little bit embarrassed, with a slight blush on his white cheeks
"Hi" Jungkook steps in the conversation "I'm Jungkook, Junghee's father"
Your best friend reaches out for Yoongi's hand and you can't help noticing how much alike and different they are. They have the same black hair and the same natural attractive aura. But they're so different for everything else. Jungkook is taller and brawnier while Yoongi is thiner and more delicate. His skin is pure white, even more when his veiny hand is close to Jungkook's inked skin.
"Yoongi. I work with Y/N"
Jungkook seems surprised but he doesn't have time to say anything because he can feel something squeezing his other hand. He now remembers that Harin is standing next to him.
"This is Harin, my girlfriend" Jungkook explains and Yoongi nods
Your colleague and you exchange a well intended look. You've talked about Harin before. You didn't say anything bad about her, of course, but you did mention that she was pretty and a little younger than you. In Yoongi's head, he just can't understand how Jungkook could prefer Harin to you. You're kind, smart and funny. You're a great mother. Yes, he just can't understand... But he is glad though.
"Daddy! Come push me" Seung asks Yoongi
"Mama, me too" Your son steps in
You chuckle and start walking to the swings. Yoongi and you make sure to bring your sons high in order to hear more of their happy cheers.
"Jungkook seems to be a nice guy. Good handshake, too" Yoongi says
"Sorry" You wince, clearly understanding that your best friend might have crashed your colleague's hand "He is just protective. But he is great. I hope you'll get to know each other"
You look into Yoongi's intense and dark eyes and you both know what your words mean. Yoongi is a great guy and spending time with him made you develop a little crush on him. You know he is not married and that the relationship with his ex-wife is a little complicated — not everyone has the chance to have Jungkook as an ex — so you don't want to make things harder for him. But you do hope that things evolve between you. You haven't been with a man since before you got married and it's been a long time since you felt those butterflies in your stomach.
"Me too" He replies simply, no other words are necessary to say what you want to say
A few hours later, everyone is around your son to sing the Happy Birthday song. He claps his tiny hands with enthusiasm and laughs. It makes you so happy to see Junghee happy. You love your son so, so much that your eyes water. He is growing up so fast and you're scared to miss some moments of it.
"Don't cry, mama" Jungkook teases you, pulling you to his side, and then whispers into your ear "We can have another baby if you want"
You gasp and smack his buff chest.
"Let's take a photo" He says "Yoongi, right? Can you?"
Your best friend hands his phone to your colleague and you grab Junghee into your arms. You three pose next to the cake. You absolutely love taking photos of your family, it brings so many memories when you look at them later. Jungkook brings you closer and looks straight. Not into the camera but into Yoongi's eyes. He paints a genuine smile on his face but his eyes are sparkling with challenge.
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"You look so pretty, mama"
"Aw, thanks baby" Your heart melts at the compliment
You apply at last layer of gloss on your lips and turn around to hug your son. You feel a little stressed: it's the first date you have in almost five years. And you're not used to wear such elegant clothes. But you really wanted to feel like a woman tonight and not only a mom. So you chose a tight but not too short black dress. The square cleavage and the thin straps makes it simple enough to feel comfortable.
You take a last look in the mirror to fix a strand of hair that managed to escape your low ponytail. You look like an adult and it feels weird. However, you do like how you look.
"I'm home!" A well-known voice comes from the entrance door
Junghee jumps off your bed and rushes to hug his dad. You follow him and you notice that Jungkook's jaw almost falls on the ground. You chuckle and make a turn.
"What do you think?" You ask Jungkook with redden cheeks
"You're beautiful"
Jungkook's deep voice makes you shiver. You try to look into his doe eyes to detect any sign of teasing but there is not. There is only sincerity in them.
"So, you're going out with Yoongi?" Jungkook asks, a little tensed
"Yeah. We'll see. I haven't been on a date for ages" You joke and bite on your lower lip
"It's gonna be fine, Y/N" Your best friend reassures you "You're gonna have fun and you can call me if you need anything"
One of the reasons you love Jungkook so much is because of how supportive he is. You know he is as stressed as you are and that he is super protective toward you but he also roots for you. You give him a tender smile while your son is almost climbing on you because he wants to be held.
"So, what's up for you guys?" You ask, kissing Junghee's chubby cheek and leaving a stain of gloss
"There is a water show at Banpo Bridge so we'll have fun too, right buddy?" Jungkook cheers with his big bunny grin and scrunched noise
Your son mimics him without even meaning to and suddenly you feel bad to miss a nice moment with your family. The truth is that you're never happier than when you see your son smiling and having fun with his mom and dad.
"Hey, don't make that face" Jungkook tells you, rubbing your bare shoulder with his big and rough hand due to his boxing "We can go back another day with you"
You nod, appreciating how well your best friend knows you. With heavy heart, you hug Junghee and kiss Jungkook on the cheek, and finally leave your apartment to meet Yoongi.
Yoongi has chosen a fancy restaurant with a very sophisticated atmosphere. The place is really nice and the food is delicious. Yet, all you can think about is sitting on the grass on the Han River banks and watching a water show from a bridge. Yoongi's hand patting yours brings you back to reality.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry, I was thinking about Junghee. I'm not used to be away from him" You reply, head down in embarrassment
Yoongi is very thoughtful and he is great company. You feel bad to make it look like he is not.
"Don't apologize. I know how you feel. I miss Seung every time he is staying at his mom's" He reassures you "If you want to go, I won't be mad"
You smile at him. God, he is such a great guy. He is the kind of guy you want, the kind who would never blame you for putting your son first because he would do the same for Seung. The thought drives you a little crazy and you begin to fantasize about a future with him, Junghee and Seung. A house full of laughs from your boys. It's a beautiful dream and it deserves a shot. Yoongi deserves a shot.
"I'm sure he is fine for the night" You say with a shy smile, squeezing Yoongi's hand a little and appreciating his cute gummy smile
"I miss mama" Junghee tells his father with watery eyes
Jungkook brings him on his lap to soothe him. Actually, your best friend misses you too but you deserve to be taken on a date. You deserve the flowers, the fancy wine and all the attentions a man should have on a date with you. And Jungkook is happy for you. Ever since Junghee's birth, all you have done was taking care of him. You're a great mother but sometimes Jungkook is afraid that you give up on other parts of your identity.
"I know, buddy" He gives his son a peck on his head "But look at show! Isn't it great? Don't you like the music and the water jets?"
Junghee looks up and even if he is young, he appreciates the beautiful night view of Seoul reflecting in Han River. The atmosphere is cheerful with the music, the blue and purple spots illuminating Banpo Bridge. And Junghee loves water too so he does find the water jets cool. But it doesn't prevent him from crying. Jungkook is trying to comfort him but your son just repeats that he wants you. Desperate, Jungkook pulls off his phone and dials your number.
You answer at the first tone, worried.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, Junghee just wants to talk to you"
Jungkook feels bad for ruining your date — well, only a little bad. He gives his phone to his son and a shaky voice reaches your ear.
"I miss you mama"
Your heart squeezes painfully in your chest. Will you ever be able to spend a night without your son and not feel guilty? Especially now that you hear his cry.
"Oh, honey, I miss you too. I promise I'll be there soon. And I'll read you a story, okay?" You can't see it but Junghee nods, wiping his big rounded tears from his cheeks "Try to enjoy the show with daddy, okay?" Once again, your son nods
You hung up and look at Yoongi with sorry eyes.
"It's okay, Y/N. I told I wouldn't be mad" Yoongi gives you a sweet smile and it makes you even more sorry
"Well, if you are really not mad, maybe we could do that again another time?" You attempt, shyness painting your cheeks red
"That would be great"
Your last bold move of the night is a peck on Yoongi's cheek, right before you jump in your car and drive to Banpo Bridge. You spot Jungkook and Junghee almost immediately. Well, it's not very hard, you just have to follow the little whisperings of women who are commenting how hot your best friend looks, especially with a toddler in his arms. And you can only agree. His black oversized clothes, his eyebrow piercing and his tattoos make him look like a bad boy but the tenderness he is giving to Junghee is a dangerous weapon for hearts, including your weak one.
You try to approach as discreetly as possible and jump in front of them while shouting 'Surprise!'. Junghee chuckles and hugs you, so happy to finally see you. Jungkook's big dark eyes seem to be illuminated with all the stars of the galaxy and his bunny smile is wide and genuine.
"What are you doing here?" Jungkook asks, happily surprised, making some room for you next to him on the blanket
"I missed my boys" You simply answer
You shiver a little because of the light breeze and your best friend notices it. He wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you against his chest. You hum at his warmth. You are feeling so happy right now: Junghee is happy, Jungkook is happy and you are together. You can't dream about something more perfect than that.
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Jungkook has just opened his eyes that he knows it's going to be a long day. Not because he has a lot of things to do for his boxing school but because Harin has dropped a bomb and the conversation can only end badly.
"Would you want to get married?" She asked
And now, Jungkook doesn't know how to answer. He means, they've only been dating for a few months. Isn't it way too soon for this kind of commitment? Does he even want this kind of commitment, at all?
"I don't think I'm ready" Jungkook chooses to settle with
"But you already got married" Harin argues, crossing her arms on her chest, which makes Jungkook wince
"Yeah but it was like a joke"
He doesn't add that the joke doesn't mean it wasn't serious or it didn't involve love. He can't say that, no one but you can understand what he means. It's just like he said in his vows: you marry the person you love the most in the whole word and this person is you. He knows he can't love someone more than you because you're not his lover, you're his best friend. The person who knows him better than anyone, the person who knows all his flaws and still wants him. And god, he loves you even more since you give birth to Junghee. You gave Jungkook the most beautiful thing in the whole world and nothing could overcomes that.
"You had a kid, Jungkook" Harin spurs, reproach in her voice
And once again, it was serious. Junghee is truly a baby you wanted both and you conceived with love, maybe the purest love that exists. But he still can't say that to Harin. All his girlfriend sees is the fact that you've slept together and pretend you're not attracted to each other. Your best friend sighs, running his hand into his raven locks. God, it's going to be a long day...
"Listen, I got married with Y/N because we were young and foolish. I don't think I'm husband material"
Harin scoffs. She knows damn well how good of a husband he was to you. All your friends talk about it when Jungkook and her are hanging out with them. Except that you were married only on paper and that what made Jungkook a good husband was that he was actually your best friend and not your husband.
"Listen, babe" Jungkook tries to ease the tension "It's just too soon and Junghee is still going through the whole process of me being in a relationship. And now, his mom is also setting into a relationship so I guess he is a little bit lo—" He is cut off by Harin sudden bright eyes
"Wait! Y/N is dating?" She oddly sounds happy about it
"Uhm... Yes? I think, I don't know. But it's not the point, the point is—"
"It's okay!" Harin kisses him on the cheek "You're right, we have time to think about marriage and kids"
With that, she jumps off the bed, leaving Jungkook completely lost. When did they pass from marriage to having children? This is not good for Jungkook. He doesn't even want to talk about that. Not with Harin, anyway. She is fun and cute but Jungkook doesn't love her that much. He growls and puts a pillow upon his face wondering when his life went wrong.
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Junghee is drawing on your coffee table while you're taking care of your laundry. It's a very hot day and you're so glad that Jungkook has insisted in setting an air conditioner at your place. Speaking of the devil, the door opens and lets appearing a very handsome black-haired man. A smile grows naturally on your face. Your best friends walks to Junghee to rub his hair and then comes to you.
"Wow, is it Hot Moms Day?" He teases you, pecking your cheek
Jungkook actually only half-jokes because he's always had a soft spot for you wearing large loungewear pants and styling your hair in a bun secured with a hair grip. Maybe Jungkook has some kind of housewife or baby mama kink but he's not sure because it only makes him horny when it's you. Watching you taking care of Junghee makes him hard someway. Maybe it's because the only time he fucked you was when you conceived your son. Not to mention that you were gorgeous when you were pregnant and seeing your big belly full of his baby provided a great feeling of pride in Jungkook's chest.
"Don't you have boxing classes today, baby daddy?" You tease back
"Nope so..." Your best friend makes a dramatic pause to enhance your natural curiosity and it works, according to your questioning eye "I was thinking we could go to Busan. We could go to the beach and crash at my parent's. Junghee hasn't seen them in a long time"
"Yah!" Your son cheers, already running to you
You have no doubt that the word 'beach' attracted him. You're kind of worry because Busan is far away but the smile on your son face is enough to convince you. Jungkook takes Junghee in his arms and you know damn well what they are trying to do. They are looking at you with their big doe eyes to charm you and it works every single time.
"So, what do you say, baby mama?"
"Okay, let's go" You sigh, just for the appearance because deep down you feel pretty excited too
After packing some clothes for the weekend, you three took Jungkook's car and drove to Busan. Jungkook and Junghee sang so loud that you had to put your hands on your ears but you were actually happy.
Despite your best friend's exhaustion, he is cheerful while dining with his parents and you. It's been a long time since you saw them and they are like your second parents. Moreover, Junghee is really excited. Especially since his grandparents spoil him with so many toys you're not sure they'll fit in the car. It just feels good to be around your family and spending simple moments that mean everything.
Junghee is already asleep in Jungkook's old room between you and his dad. Your best friend is looking at you in the dark while you're patting your son's black hair. It's as smooth as his dad's.
"Are you happy?" He asks quietly
"Yes, I am. Kook, I'm always happy when I'm with you and Junghee"
Jungkook rubs your cheek with his thumb. The softness of his gesture makes you hum and you grab his hand to kiss it.
"I won't ever love someone more than you. You and Junghee will always mean everything to me" He confesses
"You're not really a good boyfriend" You joke, referring to Harin who obviously doesn't have a lot of room in Jungkook's life
"I'm not" Jungkook agrees with a sigh "I'm too busy being a dad and your best friend. And before you argue, I don't want to change that"
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The next day, you go to Haeundae Beach with Jungkook and Junghee. As you has anticipated, you're not the only one who wanted to enjoy the ocean on this hot weather. The beach is full of families, groups of friends or couples and your little family blends perfectly in the landscape. Your son has his bunny smile on his chubby face, which makes him so damn cute. Jungkook settles your beach towels and parasol while you're applying sunscreen on Junghee. It doesn't take long for him to beg Jungkook for a swim. You watch in awe your two men walking hand in hand towards the water. Your son looks so small next to Jungkook's muscular body. However, you grow a little bitter when you notice some women looking at them too. You know damn well how hot your best friend is, especially at the beach where his brawny chest is at full display along with his sexy tattooed arm. But it makes you uneasy when women try to flirt with him in front of you.
It's a weird feeling. You're jealous but an odd type of jealous. Jungkook is your best friend, but also the father of your son. When you think about him having another child with someone else, it really bothers you. However, you're not fool enough to deny the possibility of it. And you have no doubt that Jungkook will always be there for Junghee but you can't help wondering 'what about me?'. Things won't be the same if he gets married or has a child. You love your little family and, as selfish as it might be, you don't want it to change, even if you won't ever admit it out loud...
You sigh and decide to occupy your brain by applying sunscreen on your own body this time. When you look up, you see two black-haired boys close to the shore, building sandcastles. A tender smile appears naturally and grows wider when your son lifts up his head and waves at you. You wave back and pull out your phone to snap a photo. Jungkook notices it and waves at you too.
"Isn't mama so pretty?" He asks his son and Junghee vigorously nods
"I love mama"
"I love mama too" Jungkook chuckles before bringing his attention back to his sand creation
Your smile disappears in no time when a — you hate to say it — hot woman approaches Jungkook and Junghee. An unpleasant, yet familiar feeling fills up your chest: possessiveness. If you didn't have to take care of your belongings, you would already be running towards them. You watch the woman shamelessly flirting with your best friend in front of your son! You scoff and roll your eyes.
Jungkook, on the other hand, tries to be polite but he doesn't really acknowledge the stranger's beauty. For him, no one can compare to you. So he says a few words but his tone makes it clear that he is not interested. However, the young woman doesn't seem to get the message so Jungkook, not so subtly, mentions you as his wife. God, he wishes he'd kept his ring... To hide the fact, he carefully keeps his left hand buried in the wet sand. Thankfully, the woman decides to leave and Jungkook releases a relieved sigh. Junghee is cheerfully clapping at his castle and Jungkook smiles at him with tender eyes. His son is growing up so fast. Maybe he should have another baby, just like he teased you on Junghee's birthday.
"I want to drink apple juice" Junghee states with a confident voice, just like if he has make a life-changing decision
He doesn't wait for any respond and runs to you. You giggle at your son clumsily heading in your direction. He jumps on you, almost kicking the air out of your lungs: he is getting a little too big to jump on you without hurting you but you can't care because the gesture is just full of love. Even more when he pecks your cheek. Jungkook loves witnessing these scenes. He joins you and grabs a brick of juice for your son before settling down on his own towel.
"I'll go for a swim" You notify them
As you're mindlessly walking to the ocean, Jungkook's fists clench a little when he sees some men eyeing at your perfect ass. Fuck, he knows how hot you are but he doesn't like the way strangers are looking at you. How ironic that he is in the same place you were a few minutes ago. He strategically lays on his stomach to hide his boner. You look good in your navy bikini. Your bare thighs look inviting and your swinging butt is to die for. He quite praises himself for your full breasts because you took an extra bra cup after your son's birth. Your whole body looks delicious with sexy curves. The thought of you being his baby mama clearly makes him horny. He loves being the one who got you pregnant — geez, him and his fucking weird kinks when it comes to you... Jungkook wishes he could mark your bare skin to keep men away but he knows he can't.
"Daddy, what does 'slutty' mean?" Junghee asks with his big innocent eyes
Your best friend almost chokes on his spit. What the hell?!
"Where did you hear that?" He tries to shirk
"The man next to us said that mama was slutty" Your son explains, unaware of the anger building in his dad
"Which one?" He asks with gritted teeth
Junghee points with his little finger a man, probably about the same age as Jungkook, hanging out with his friends, a beer in his hand. Jungkook pokes his tongue on his cheek before standing up and asking his son to stay here.
"Having fun?" Jungkook asks with a harsh tone that matches his dark eyes
The group of men lifts up their heads, quite surprised.
"Yeah, it's a nice day" The little fucker who called you 'slutty' answers with a proud smirk
"Checking out hot chicks?" Jungkook hoaxes
"Yeah, why?" The same one replies, growing frustrated
"You see the one with the navy swimsuit over there?" Jungkook points towards you with a head motion but doesn't wait for any respond "That's my wife. If you call her slutty again or anything at all, I can guarantee that you'll not have fun anymore. You don't talk about her, you don't even look at her, is that clear?" He adds with a threatening tone, trying not to think about the fact that he has lied twice today by calling you his wife — in his defense, you actually were not so long ago
If the other men nod, the one who seems to be dumb has a big ego. He is not going to let someone speak to him like that. He stands up and gives a harsh eye to Jungkook.
"What can I say? Your wife is slutty" He snaps back with a smirk, full of provocation
Well, the provocation doesn't set well with Jungkook since his fist meets the man's face in no time. However, the stranger fights back and the mess going around catches people's attention. On your way back, you see some people looking and gasping at something. You step closer and gasp when you see your best friend, panting, with bruised knuckles and death stare. He looks down at a man with a bloody face laying on the floor and growling of pain.
You quickly check on your son before joining your baby daddy.
"You need to stop, you could lose your boxing licence" You whisper in his ear
Jungkook is looking at you and it takes him a few seconds to get rid off his harsh dark eyes as the anger slowly decreases. He nods and steps back, not without wrapping an arm around your waist in a protective and possessive manner. Jungkook is angry and maybe he is afraid of loosing you in someway so he needs to feel you close to him. You grab an ice block from your cooler and pull it on Jungkook's hand.
"What happened?" You ask
You see Jungkook avoiding your eyes and you frown.
"The man called you slutty, but I don't know what it means" Your son answers
Your mouth snaps open out of shock. Did Jungkook punch a guy for your honor? You don't know if you want to yell at him or to hug him.
"Kook! You shouldn't have said anything!" You scold him
"I can't do that!" Jungkook defends himself "I can't stay here when someone is disrespecting you. Wouldn't you do the same if you were in my shoes?"
You look into his doe eyes and you find nothing to reply because it's true: you would react if someone said horrible things about your best friend.
"No more fighting, please. I don't want you to get hurt" You end up saying
"He didn't punch me" Your best friend replies with a stupid cocky grin and you slap his shoulder
"Daddy is like superman!" Junghee shouts, which makes you sigh
Now, you'll have to explain to your three-year son that he cannot beat people like his dad.
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In front of his parents' house, Jungkook kneels in front of his son who is looking at him with a question mark in his big doe eyes.
"Look, buddy, how about you keep secret about what happened at the beach? I don't want grandpa and grandma Jeon to worry" He says, embarrassed
You can only smile at this big and strong man being afraid to get scolded by his parents. But you understand. Jungkook's parents are not big fan of their son's job and being a mother yourself, you perfectly get how worry it makes them. You often wonder if Junghee will want to fight for a living and the thought of him getting hurt squeezes your heart in a painful way.
"Okay!" Your son replies, not really understanding why his dad doesn't want to say he is a hero "Pinky promise!"
"Pinky promise" Your best friend repeats with a sweet voice, wrapping his finger around Junghee's tiny one
As you are applying a thin layer of mascara to get ready for diner in the backyard of Jungkook's parents, your best friend enters his childhood bedroom. You're surprised to see him wearing a black shirt, looking well dressed up for a casual diner at home.
"Going somewhere?" You ask with a lifted eyebrow
"Indeed, with you" He answers with a playful grin "It's been a long time since we've spent time together, I mean just you and me. So, I asked my parents to watch out for Junghee and I booked at table for us" Jungkook proudly announces
You are amazed by the place your best friend has chosen. It's fancy yet cozy but above all, you really appreciate spending time with him. You've missed those moments with your best friend. You sip on your wine while chatting with Jungkook. As usual, the talk goes smoothly and it seems like you never run out of topics. However, Jungkook's next line makes you freeze.
"I would like another baby"
You gulp with difficulty. You didn't know that Harin and him were already at this stage. A weight is crushing on your chest and it's hard to pretend like you're not broken at the idea. Yes, you're happy for your best friend and you know he'll be a great dad for this second child but like you explained, things won't be the same between the two of you. You'll need time to get at the idea.
"Oh" Is all you manage to respond
You don't even know what to say to him.
"I know it's quite sudden but Junghee is already three and this afternoon he asked me about a sibling... I don't think it's completely unimaginable" Jungkook explains
He is looking into your eyes to get an hint of your thoughts but you can't understand them yourself.
"So, what do you think?" He asks, stress making his heart beating fast in his chest
"I-I think it's great" You lie with a chocked throat that spurs you to finish your glass "It'll definitely take your relationship with Harin on another level"
Jungkook frowns immediately.
"No, I meant having another baby together, Y/N" He clarifies, gesturing between you and him
"Oh!" You say, once again, surprise more than noticeable on your features
"I already told you, I can't imagine having a family with someone other than you"
Your cheeks take a light pinkish color and you bite your lower lip. You also have thought about having another baby recently. And you can't imagine someone other than Jungkook for the father but what about your friendship? Being a mom is the most beautiful gift in the world for you and to be honest, you miss being pregnant. You miss feeling your baby moving in your belly. You miss feeling Jungkook inside y— Wait, what? No, you don't! You shake your head to get rid off this ridiculous thought.
"I think I need time to think about it" You whisper, eyes down in shame of your filthy ideas
"Sure, take your time. Don't pressure yourself, it's okay if you don't want to, I won't be less happy with Junghee and you" Jungkook reassures you, grabbing your hand
You are still a little bit lost when Jungkook parks his car in his parents' garage. You wonder how your life would be if you decide to have a new little member in your family. You'd surely be beyond happy but how would be things with Jungkook? You had the feeling that your relationship was a little confusing when you were married and when you decided to have Junghee in someway. Now, you're divorced, parents but still best friends. Things got back to normal. Having another child might rattle everything...
If you stopped lying to yourself for one second, you'll admit that it's not having another baby that scares you. It's being intimate with Jungkook again. He is so perfect, so caring. It's quite hard to not fall for him. So far, you manage to avoid it by clearly delimited your relationship as friends. Things almost got out of control when you conceived Junghee and you can't deny that your heart was doing some weird tricks in your chest for a few months — which you easily convinced yourself that it was the hormones talking. But now, there is no hormones and your heart does it again...
"Hey, are you okay?" Jungkook softly asks you, cupping your face with one of his big and warm palm "You've been quiet all along"
"Yeah, I'm okay. I guess I was just deep in thoughts" You confess in a whisper
"Like I said, don't pressure yourself. It was just an idea" Your best friend reassures you
God, he looks so handsome right now in the dimmed light, the room only lightens by the pale moon coming from the window. He looks unreal. His eyes are as shiny as ever, his cute bubble nose makes you smile and his lips... You should stop looking at them. It's bad. It's really bad. Jungkook is your best friend, he has a girlfriend and you have Yoongi — even though your relationship is quite undetermined — and most of all, he is Junghee's father! Only bad things would follow if you let your desires control you.
Wait a minute.
What desires? You don't have desire for Jungkook! You don't! Impossible. That's completely ridiculous and crazy and impossible. Not to mention impossible. Have you already say impossible? Because it is impossible for god's sake.
So why are you scooting closer to him and kiss him? Your brain is not responding to any of your pleas and your lips press deeper against Jungkook's ones. It gets even crazier when he kisses you back! What in the world is happening? You can't really think about it because it feels too good.
The kiss is passionate, your hands making a mess in Jungkook's black hair and his tongue is entering your mouth. Your moans are swallowed by him and your panties get soaked. It's the first time you two share such an amazing kiss. The most amazing kiss ever.
You clumsily reach his seat to sit on his lap. The lack of room makes the position quite awkward and you have no choice but to press your boobs against his firm chest. Your hands caress his biceps through the fabric of his shirt and your pussy clenches around nothing when you feel his muscles flexing underneath your touch. Jungkook's hands don't stay steady either: one goes up to grab your hair and pushes you deeper against his lips while the other one squeezes your ass through your dress.
When he leaves your swollen lips to drift away to your throat, your hips start to grin on his crotch and you can feel his boner despite the layers of clothing. Your moans intensify and you have to secure your arm around Jungkook's head not to fall into the abyss of pleasure. The friction applied on your covered clit is great but you need more. A sneaky hand finds its way between your bodies and starts unzipping his jeans. You whimper when you feel your best friend hard in his underwear. You caress him as well as you can despite the uneasy position and Jungkook lifts up your dress to get access at your bare ass skin. He growls when he roughly grabs your juicy flesh, sending a wave of arousal to your already wet cunt.
You finally free him from his briefs and manage to push aside your soaked panties. You grab his thick length at the base and impaled yourself on his cock. Your wetness and his pre cum make it easy to enter, even with your tightness. You hide your face on his neck to mutter your loud moans caused by the stretching. Fuck, he is big. Especially since you haven't had sex for years! But you're too high on arousal to care about the slight pain and start riding him like a freak. Maybe the man from the beach was right, you are slutty with Jungkook right now. You don't even recognize yourself. It's even the first time you fuck somewhere other than a bed!
Jungkook helps you by placing his hands under your ass. The whole car is filled with moans from both sides. You kiss Jungkook's throat messily, leaving wet stains of saliva on his thin skin. He runs one of his hands up and settles it in the back of your neck to make you take him deeper and harder. He is so deep inside you that you swear you can feel him in your stomach. Animalistic growls escape his lips and he urges you to kiss him again. Your groans mix with your tongues and salivas in a real messy and sloppy kiss.
You can feel your orgasm building up in you despite the aching feeling growing in your legs. You're out of breathe but you don't seem to be able to stop. You're completely controlled by your arousal and you wish you could fuck him all night. The way you're riding Jungkook's big cock tells enough about your desires. Your walls clench, making his dick throb inside you and you know that you are both close. A few more jumps are enough to feel his cum shots painting your walls, sending you on the edge too. His seeds mix with your juices, creating a pool of arousal between your legs.
You're both panting and you rest your sticky forehead against Jungkook's one. He is keeping you tight in his arms, gently caressing your back. You are slowly coming down from your high and your eyes snap open. What have you done?! You fucked Jungkook, your best friend! You have risked years of friendship for a quickie in his fucking car! While your son and his parents are sleeping in this very same house. Panic fills your body and you gasp at the realization.
You jump out of the car, only pulling down your dress to cover the mess between your legs and run in shame. You lock yourself in the bathroom, unable to think straight. All you can do is crying for hours, despite Jungkook gently knocking on the door and asking you to open the door — which you never do.
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You ended up discreetly sneaking into Jungkook's bedroom late in the night, praying for him to be asleep or at least pretend to be. You didn't sleep at all and by the absence of light snoring, you know that Jungkook didn't either. You don't really know what to say to him despite you're sorry: for having sex with him and for running away right after it. If the shoe was on the other foot, you know how hurt you would be. But you're ashamed and embarrassed to face him just yet...
If Junghee is way too young to get the tensed air between his mom and dad, Jungkook's parents can clearly feel it. And it does nothing to ease you. You try to focus on your son during breakfast, doing everything you can to avoid Jungkook's eyes that you easily imagine on you. At some point, your best friend grows sick of it, sighs loudly and grabs his plate to escape the room. When his mom joins him in the kitchen, she can't hold her worry and questions her son.
"I told Y/N I wanted another child" Jungkook confesses with a low voice and a defeated look
His mom is not as surprised as he thought she would be.
"How did she react?" She asks with a comforting hand on her son's large shoulder
"She said that she needed to think about it. I mean, I understand but just look at Junghee. We have been so happy since he was born, I don't think another child would fuck things up between us" Jungkook growls in frustration, running his tattooed hand in his hair
His mother doesn't scolds him on his bad language and rather asks:
"Is that why things are tensed this morning?"
"Maybe. Actually... Something happened" Jungkook winces, embarrassed to talk about his sexual life with his mom "I didn't see the problem before Y/N ran away. And now she doesn't even look at me! I don't know what to do"
"Do you regret it?"
Your best friend takes a few seconds to think. Does he? Maybe he wishes that your second time together were in a more romantic atmosphere but he doesn't regret one bit. He missed your touch, he missed your body. He missed feeling physically connected to you. Sex with you is so different, way more powerful and emotional because he cares about you. He fucking loves you. And honestly, it breaks his heart that you shut him down after sharing a bed — or his car seat to be precise.
"No. I mean, I wanted to but I don't want to hurt her, you know?" Jungkook replies with blushed cheeks
"Y/N has always had a special place in your life, Jungkook. You've known each other for a long time. Maybe the idea of things changing between you scares her. But never doubt her love for you. She deeply cares about you and you'll always be the father of her child. I know you'll figure things out" His mom reassures him with a tender smile but a hint of worry in her eyes
A little knock on the kitchen door drives Mrs. Jeon's and Jungkook's eyes on you. Your red cheeks clearly notify how embarrassed you are. Even quite mad — against you or him or anything else because he can't quite decide —, your best friend finds you cute.
"Can I talk to you?" You shyly ask him and he nods before leading you to his bedroom for privacy
Your eye is everywhere except on him as you gather your courage to speak.
"I'm so sorry, Kook" You apologize
"For what?" His voice is a little bit cold but you can't resent him
"For everything?" You try and sigh "I think I was a little overwhelmed about what happened but I want you to know that you didn't do anything wrong, it was entirely my fault"
Your eyes water and your chin is shaking in a dangerous way. Despite his frustration, Jungkook pulls you into a hug.
"I get it. Please, don't cry. Let's put that aside for now, okay? We can talk about it when you're ready" Jungkook comforts you, pecking the top of your head
Fuck, why does your best friend have to be this great? He should be mad. You would in his shoes. But he is comforting you instead! And it makes you feel even worst. You keep repeating that you're sorry while you're crying in his arms.
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It has been one week since your trip to Busan and things have been back to normal. In appearance only but your mind is a real mess. You blush every time your best friend gets close to you and your heart beats heretically whenever he touches you. You feel like you're going insane. You need you convince yourself that you don't love Jungkook and that it's just a side effect of your roll in the hay.
That's why you've called your mom to babysit Junghee and went on a date with Yoongi. After all, he is a fine man and he is available. You feel terrible when you think about Harin and you still don't know how you'll be able to look at her in the eyes... The thought makes you stress. You try not to think about it and concentrate on the movie you're watching with Yoongi.
Why don't you feel any butterfly anymore when he grabs your hand? It's not good for you or your heart. Yoongi is really great so why don't you love him? You kind of like him and you find him attractive but he doesn't fill your mind like Jungkook does. And it's not fair for Yoongi. He deserves to be someone's first choice, not some consolation.
At the end of the movie, you tell the truth to Yoongi and you hope not to hurt him too much. He tells you that he understands and that he is a little bit sad because you're a great woman — which makes you feel worst. You feel nothing like a great person lately, quite the opposite actually.
In another part of Seoul, Harin has brought the marriage topic on the table. Again. Maybe she feels threatened after the weekend you've spent together. And Jungkook doesn't know how to escape it because he really doesn't want to marry Harin. Or any other woman but you.
"I think it could be great to be a real family, you and me and our babies" Harin states, a dreamy smile on her face
"Sorry to remind you but I have a family" Jungkook replies with irritation in his voice
"Yeah, yeah, I know that Junghee will always be part of your life but he'll get along with our children. Oh, and for the wedding, I was thinking about..."
Harin explains her theme and everything she wants to have for her big day but Jungkook stops listening. His mind drives him back to you. He remembers your wedding and how simple and perfect it was. Full of authenticity. It was a perfect day. His second best day after Junghee's birth. Which leads him to remember it. How scared he was for you but also how impressed he was. How you grabbed and firmly squeezed his hand until hurting him — not that he cared anyway — when you were pushing. How he encouraged you and told how amazing you were. He remembers your tired yet wide smile when you held your son for the first time. He remembers how he felt when he held Junghee for the first time. His body was so small he was afraid to break it. And he remembers the promise he made to himself that day: to always protect you and your son and to love you even after his last breathe. Nothing could be stronger than the bound you share. Maybe it's cruel but Harin would never compete against you. There is no choice to make because you are the only one for him.
But judging how panicked you reacted one week ago, Jungkook doesn't think he is even an option for you. So he lets his girlfriend blather on her fantasies of wedding and children.
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Jungkook is picking up Junghee at the kindergarten because you have a meeting for your job. While he is happy to spend time with his son, your best friend's body tenses a little when he spots Yoongi in the crowd. Should he greet him? It's so awkward because Jungkook fucked you while you are in some kind of relationship with the man. Did you tell him? Did you see him after that? Did you sleep with him? Gosh, he hopes not... He would rather get punched for having sex with you than having his heart broken for you having sex with someone else. He can't help but feel hypocrite when he had sex with Harin this week even though he didn't really want to. What reassures him a little is that he always wears condoms.
Wait a minute.
He hasn't with you. Do you take the pill? He is pretty sure you don't. Oh god, the whole situation is getting out of control. Yes, he wants a baby with you but he doesn't want to trap you into the situation. Anxiety is eating him alive and he doesn't even see Yoongi approaching until he is right in front of him.
"Hi" The man greets him
"Hi, how are you?" Jungkook tries to hide his panic and his guilt behind a smile
"Fine" Yoongi lies, his heart is still a little broken but he doesn't resent you — you can't control your feelings and he knows it damn well "Seung's birthday is next weekend and I'm checking on the parents to see who'll come at the party. Can I count Junghee in?"
"Sure, he'll be more than happy" Jungkook releases a sigh, glad that he won't be punched after all
A little boy with black hair and a bunny smile runs to him, waiting for his dad to hold him in his arms. Jungkook's heart melts at his son and he can't help but wonder if Junghee will soon have a little sister or brother. He tries not to think too much about it and walks to his car.
The drive to his boxing school doesn't take long and he mentally thanks you for that: you have insisted for him to choose a building in a district close to all kinds of educative establishments, mainly because it'd be great for his business, but also because it'd be handier when he would be a dad.
Junghee is always excited to see his dad boxing. He loves imitating him, throwing his little fists in the air. Your best friend has started giving him lessons and he loves the fact that he can deepen his relationship with his child this way. He also hopes that his son will be able to defend himself if he gets in trouble or defend you because you're way too stubborn to listen to Jungkook and take boxing lessons... On the other hand, he pretty likes being the one to save you.
Jungkook is kneeled down in front of Junghee and keeps his palms up so your son can punch them. Jungkook can't help a chuckle at the cute pout adoring the toddler's focused face. His son smiles proudly whenever Jungkook praises him. Your best friend has no doubt that you would look at them with awe eyes if you were there.
However, the little lesson has to end when some students enter for their class. It's not the first time Junghee sees them but he grows shy and hides behind his father's leg. Surely, the little group of teenagers impresses him. Your best friend smiles tenderly at Junghee and rubs his tattooed hand into the sleek hair of his child to soothe him. He tells him to sit on the bench and grabs an apple juice for him before heading to his students and giving instructions.
You rush out of the building to take your son home. You gasp when you see some teenage boys punching each others on the ring. You don't like Junghee to see violence. You know that Jungkook couldn't do otherwise but it doesn't please you. Definitely, you had a long day... You're sure Junghee will have nightmares tonight.
"Hey, can I talk to you?" Jungkook asks when he spots you
You nod, quite surprised by his embarrassment and follow him to his office. You frown when he closes the door. What's so serious?
"I need to ask you something'"Jungkook looks down a moment before returning his eyes into yours "Are you on the pill?"
Your eyes widen. You really didn't expect this question. And it's another reminder of how stupid it was to fuck your best friend.
"I am" You answer
Now, it's Jungkook's turn to be surprised. He thought you weren't. You always told him that you didn't want to intoxicated your body with unnecessary doses of hormones if you're not in a relationship. Does that mean that Yoongi and you have turned a corner? His heart is squeezing painfully in his chest.
"Oh, okay then, I was worried about nothing" Your best friend says, his hand messing his hair up
"About that..." You start, embarrassed too "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about what happened" Jungkook opens his mouth to argue but you stop him "I shouldn't have reacted like that, especially when I'm the one who initiated things. I feel terrible towards you and towards Harin. I really hope that I didn't make things tensed between you" The idea of it makes you wince and you hide your face in your hands "God, I'm such a horrible person"
"Hey, don't say that" Jungkook grabs your hands to look at your face with affection in his doe eyes "I could have stopped you and I didn't because I wanted it too. Please, don't blame yourself. To be honest, I liked it"
Jungkook's words make you blush and you look away to prevent yourself from jumping on him once again. Your best friend pulls you to his side to hug you before letting you go. Jungkook kisses Junghee's chubby cheek to tell him goodbye and you grab you son in your arms to bring him home.
In his bed, after you've read him a book, your son surprises you. Or more like breaks your heart.
"What?" You say because maybe you haven't heard well and gosh, you wish you haven't
"Daddy and Harin are getting married" He repeats
All blood leaves your face and you feel like your heart has stopped.
"Why do you say that?" You ask with a white voice
"Harin told me"
You might be completely broken at the news but you need to know how your son feels like because it's the most important thing for you.
"What do you feel about it?"
"I'm okay. I like Harin, she makes good pancakes" Junghee replies innocently
You nod and kiss his forehead before escaping his room to cry in your bed. You made Jungkook cheat on his future wife! You're so horrible! Worst, your heart is broken while you should be happy for your best friend. Why didn't Jungkook tell you? Is it because you had sex? You knew that you've fucked things up! Now your best friend isn't confiding to you anymore, even for something as important as a fucking wedding! You feel bad. Terrible. You're the one who provoked what you absolutely wanted to avoid: things has changed between Jungkook and you.
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Junghee is playing with the new toys his grandparents gave him in Busan. You look at him with a distracted look because your attention is set on the news channel. It's not the first time Seoul has to go through a typhoon, however, you're a little worried because the TV keeps repeating that this one is especially violent. You try to keep calm for Junghee but the dark sky and the pouring rain don't help. It's the first time you have to face such a weather condition without Jungkook. You mentally note the advises the anchors give: preparing some candles or flashlights in case of blackout, making sure to stay away from the windows and closing the blinds if possible. You sigh and join your son, innocent as usual, only caring about the little imaginary world he has created in his mind. It helps to soothe you, even though you wonder if your best friend is okay.
"Where are you going?" Harin asks with an irritated tone when she witnesses Jungkook grabbing his car key
Jungkook stops his movements and looks at his girlfriend like it was evident. They have just listened to the same news as you and Jungkook immediately reached the entry of his apartment — where Harin seems to spend more and more time each day.
"I'm worried about Junghee and Y/N" He explains
"They're fine!" Harin scoffs "And look outside, it's pouring! You can't go out"
Jungkook is growing frustrated. He is worried, he doesn't want to leave you two alone. His heart is beating so fast in his chest because of the stress. His whole body is begging him to go and make sure you're safe. Why can't Harin understand that? You're his family! Anger is starting to build inside him and he can't help but yelling at Harin because she has been acting like a crazy woman lately and Jungkook is sick of it.
"I can't leave my kid and my wife alone!"
"Your wife?!" Harin snaps "Really Jungkook?" Her voice is nothing sweet and it's full of grudge
"You know what I mean" Jungkook replies with a roll of eyes
"No, I don't actually. You are not married! And I am your girlfriend" Harin reminds him
It's true. Jungkook knows it. But he can't help feeling upset at that thought. He is still seeing himself as your husband, maybe because for him it's complicated to separate that from being Junghee's father. His instinct is always to protect you and your toddler. When he pictures his family, it's you, Junghee and him. Harin is never in the picture to be honest. What he wants is to be with you. Right now, he can't even remember why he agreed to sign those stupid divorce papers.
"I need to go" Jungkook settles to say, his voice a little softer than before
"If you pass that door, it's over" Harin says with confidence, her arms crossed on her chest
Your best friend has never liked ultimatums and this one is by far the worst. He scoffs before opening the door and leaving. He doesn't even give a last look to Harin.
The rain might be pouring, the wind might be going wild, nothing could prevent Jungkook from reaching you. Actually, the hostile weather convinces him that being with you was the right decision. He just can't imagine not being there for you while he knows that you are worried and alone with your son. He is not scared about the road but about leaving you alone. It's all he can think about while driving toward you and Junghee.
The door opening makes you jolt. The familiar face with soaked, dark hair appearing provokes a weird trick in your chest.
"Kook?" The surprise is evident on your face and in your voice but everything disappears when your best friend gives you the most tender smile ever "What are you doing here? Are you crazy? You could have had an accident!" You scold him even though you're so glad he is here
"I was worried about you" Jungkook simply replies
Your mouth mimics a silent 'Thank you' and Jungkook joins Junghee at the coffee table. Your son has given up his toys to get down on one of his favorite hobbies: drawing. He chuckles when he spots his dad and almost immediately tries to climb on him. It doesn't take long for him to use his pens on Jungkook's tattooed sleeves. From time to time, Junghee nods proudly at his art piece, filling with color some patterns of the tattoos or adding completely new drawings.
"I want to have drawings on my arm like daddy" Your son suddenly states
"Wow, not until eighteen, right mama?" Jungkook laughs, imagining his three-year old toddler with tattoos
"You mean not until at least forty" You correct him, half-joking half-panicking at your little boy covered in ink
Junghee pouts but focuses again on his pens. You and Jungkook are looking at him with love eyes. He is so cute! His doe eyes are wide open and his little mouth is slightly open. You love how immersed he gets when he is doing something. He doesn't care one bit about the weather raging outside, he is in his little bubble and he has trapped your best friend and you in it.
"Mama, come help me"
You chuckle and grab a pen yourself. You scoot closer to Jungkook, feeling the warmth of his body. While Junghee is sitting on Jungkook's lap, you're against your best friend's side. One hand rests on his shoulder to stay steady while you're drawing a little flower on his hand. Jungkook hums at your touch. It feels good. The simple moment with his son and you fills up his chest with joy, he feels like he is the happiest and luckiest man on Earth. He can't help himself and grabs your small hand in his, not caring about the pen between your fingers. You lift up your head in surprise, trying to understand why he has done that but you find yourself unable to say anything.
Jungkook's handsomeness and closeness just cut your breathe. He is so pretty and the way is looking at you, like you're the most precious thing in his life, is destabilizing. You're two seconds away from kissing his pulp lips that attract you. Thankfully, you get back to your senses, shake your head and remove your hand from his grip.
"I, uhm, I'll go take some milk for Junghee" You stutter, cheeks completely blushed
You escape as fast as you can and welcome the cold air coming from the fridge on your burning face. You need to focus. You need to stop thinking about your best friend this way. You hate how hot, handsome and caring he is right now. Last time you did something stupid, you almost ended up pregnant and destroy Jungkook's future wedding. You have to stop! You need to keep your distance with Jungkook. He is only here for Junghee.
Your baby had hidden in Jungkook's arms when the typhoon was at its climax. Thankfully, your building was far enough not to suffer from big damages and the city went back to normal only a few hours later. All the emotions of the day pushed your son in a sound sleep. You watch in awe your best friend putting Junghee in his bed. You close the door as softly as you can and you face an embarrassing silence between Jungkook and you.
"So, what's the date?" You ask after clearing your throat
You hope that bringing the wedding topic with a light tone will spur Jungkook to see that you are still his confidant. You don't want to let the incident in his car ruining your friendship. In fact, things have to be even smoother than before if you want your growing family to work.
However, Jungkook is frowning and looking at you with a confused face.
"The date for what?"
"Kook" You sigh, a little hurt that he doesn't trust you "You can tell me, it's okay. Actually, I would have rather liked hearing it from you and from our three-year old son. But I get it, things have been... strange lately. Nevertheless, I want you to know that I am sincerely happy for you and Harin" You manage to give him a small smile
"I'm sorry but I really don't know what you are talking about" Jungkook replies, working his brain out to get a clue
"Your wedding, Jungkook!" You clarify, frustration noticeable in your voice
"My what?!" Your best friend shouts, completely taken aback
"Did you think that I wouldn't know?" You ask, trying to make sense of his genuine incredulity
"Y/N, I am not getting married! Don't you think that I would tell you? Where did you get that idea?"
It's your turn to frown. What's going on?
"Junghee told me that you were getting married... Maybe he didn't get it right?"
"I've never told him anything like that, like never. I don't want to marry Harin for fuck's sake" Jungkook says
You purse your lips because what you are thinking about is way too crazy to be the truth. Did Harin lie to your son? Why? That's just horrible! It can't be...
"What?" Jungkook spurs you to speak up "What did you think about? And don't lie, I know that face"
"I don't want to create problems" You finally decide to say "Maybe... maybe you should talk to Harin and clarify the situation because I think it's just a big misunderstanding"
Jungkook is feeling his anger growing inside his bones. What did Harin do? After promising he'll be back soon, he drives back to his apartment. His fists are so tightly clenched around his wheel that his knuckles are white. He wants some explanations now. Did she dare messing up with his family? With his son? With you? Jungkook is fucking pissed. He storms in and hardly contains his wrath.
"What did you say to Junghee?"
His angry tone makes Harin jolt. Her eyes widen in fear because she has never seen him this angry.
"I-I don't know what you are talking about..." She lies
"Speak now!" Jungkook shouts, his eyes even darker than usual
"I, uhm, told him that we were talking about marriage?" She tries with a small voice and Jungkook almost looses it
"You were talking about marriage!" He rectifies "Do you have any idea of what you've done?! Are you fucking insane? He is my son! You can't tell him something like that! Don't come near me or my family ever again. Now, get the fuck out!"
Witnessing Jungkook's fury, Harin doesn't argue and leaves as fast as she can. Jungkook needs a couple of minutes to calm down. He needs to let go of his anger and there is no better way than boxing for him. For the third time of the day, he steps in his car to head to his boxing school. He doesn't even know how many hours he hits the punching bag. He can't believe that Harin almost destroyed his relationship with his son and with you! He can't imagine what was in your pretty head when you thought he was getting married while he told you hundred of times that you were the only one for him. He makes a pact with himself: he will put a ring on your and his fingers so no one will ever make you feel like you're not the love of his life.
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It's already three am and you still haven't heard about Jungkook. You're way too worried to sleep and you're walking back and forth in your living room. You've tried to call him but gained no response. He told you he would be back but he hasn't. And he left pretty pissed off. Furious, actually. You're scared something has happened to him. Did he get into a fight with Harin? Did they make up? Did he have an accident? There are so many different scenarios possible and you don't know which one is the truth. If you didn't have to watch Junghee, you would already be in your car, looking all around Seoul for him.
When you're about to officially lose your sanity, the door opens. You run to Jungkook and hug him out of relief. Thank god, he is okay. You step back just enough to look at him: he is sweaty and tired and his clenched jaws are a clear sign of how tensed he is.
"I was so worried" You whisper, not to wake up your son "Is everything okay? Did you talk to Harin?"
Your best friend scoffs at the name. He still feels angry but less since you've hugged him. Your touch has always had some kind of magical power when it comes to soothe him.
"She told Junghee that we were getting married. I can't believe she lied to our son. You don't know how mad I am right now. I ended things with her"
You nod, trying to integrate the news. Despite being completely taken aback by Harin's actions, you feel terrible to have doubted Jungkook. He is your best friend, your baby daddy, the man you trust the most in the entire world. You should have known that he would never hide something this huge.
"I'm sorry" You tell him because they really are the words that sum up pretty much everything you want to say
"Don't be. I'm not sad because of her. But I am sad because I feel like I almost lost you" He explains with sincerity and it breaks your heart
"Kook, you will never lose me" You put a delicate hand on his jaw "I love you so much, you have no idea. I'll always be there for you. You're an amazing man. An amazing dad and the best best friend ever and I don't think you know it"
Emotion fills the air between you two. Jungkook's heart melts at your words and you can see it in his eyes becoming tenderer. He deserves the whole world. And suddenly, an idea comes to your mind and your look changes. Jungkook must misinterpret it because there is no way you're looking at him with lust right now. It must be the fatigue from his boxing.
His heart stops and he gulps loudly when he watches you kneeling down. He wishes his dick wasn't hardening by seeing you down in front of him and lifting up your pretty face to look into his eyes. The sight is sinful and he can't let his fantasies controlling him because he would do unspeakable things to your mouth. However, he doesn't have time to question you that your hands are already working on his sweatpants to take it down. You caress him through the fabric of his briefs and it makes his cock almost completely hard in no time.
"Y/N" He whispers with a chocked and raspy voice "What are you doing?"
"I want to thank you for everything you've done for me. Don't you want it?"
The innocence and insecurity in your voice mixed with the way your eyes seem bigger when you look up at him prevent him from thinking straight. He can only nod, waiting for your next move. A wave of arousal goes straight between your legs when you grab the hem of his underwear and push it down, freeing his hard cock. Your mouth waters at the sight and you realize that it's the first time you get to really admire his dick. It's thick and big and you know how much pleasure it brings. But you are a little worried at the size of it and you wonder if you'll be able to take him entirely in your mouth.
The drop of pre cum escaping his tip is way too tempting so you poke your tongue out to lick it. Both Jungkook and you moan. He tastes sweet and you want more. You rest your hand at his base while you start kissing and taking fat laps of his head. Jungkook can't take his eyes off of you because it's too good to be real. Your lips are soft against his velvet skin and the wet strains you leave with your mouth and tongue are driving him insane. He has to control himself not to fuck your throat like a maniac.
When his tip is glistening with a mix of your saliva and his pre cum, you open your mouth wide, stick your tongue out and take him in. It feels good to have Jungkook's cock filling your mouth. You have never been fond of blowjobs and yet, sucking your best friend's dick arouses you more than you want to admit. The sweet moans and growls from Jungkook spur you to fasten your pace. You take him quicker and deeper each time, creating some sloppy and sinful sounds. Your tongue caresses his vein and the sweet spot connecting his tip to his length. Your hand frees his base and heads south to cup his balls while you push deeper, making you gag when his tip hits the back of your throat.
"Oh fuck" Jungkook moans in pure ecstasy "Your mouth is so fucking good"
His praise makes you proud and you want to give him even more pleasure. Your free hand that was resting on his hip grabs his to put it in your hair. You look at him through your wet lashes and Jungkook gets the message. You're so perfect, he thinks while he intertwine his fingers with your strands. You open your mouth a little wider and lets him settle the pace and the deepness of his thrusts. You can't help a few tears when he deep-throats you but you actually love chocking on his cock. The wetness of your pussy is a clear sign of it.
"Fuck, baby" He hisses when he pushes deep and rests a little to feel your throat contracting around his dick
He pulls out to let you breathe and enjoys the line of saliva connecting your swollen lips to his member. You're so fucking hot like that. He wishes he could take a picture of you right now to keep the memory because he knows it's a once in a lifetime thing.
"Cum in my mouth" You tell him with a oh-so-sweet voice and he can't believe it's true
He rubs his soaked tip against the pillow of your lips, making a glistening mess that turns him on so bad and pushes his cock right back in. Your hand is deliciously cupping his heavy balls and Jungkook growls while throwing his head back with delight. Feeling your wet and warm mouth around him is really, really good. He fucks your mouth like there is no tomorrow, bringing more tears to your eyes. Your other hand caresses his firm abs and the flexing muscles underneath your fingertips provoke a sweet moan from you. It vibrates on Jungkook's cock and he can feel how close he is. His thrusts are not soft but you know he tries to hold himself back.
You pray for the sinful sounds not to wake up Junghee and you push your head further, your nose almost touching his pubic.
"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum'"Jungkook informs you
You hum to notify him that it's okay and you feel his grab tightening in your hair. You think that Jungkook is going to go a little wilder but he surprises you when his other hand gently settles on your cheeks to caress you with his thumb.
"Look at me" He asks but his voice is so weak that it's more like a plea
You do as he says and meet your best friend's frowning and fucked up face with a slight open mouth. He is damn hot. Your eyes are shiny because of your tears but you are so gorgeous. He can't believe how lucky he is. You're so fucking sexy and the fact that he is the one to see this side of you makes his dick throb. You're usually his very sweet baby mama — which also makes him horny to be true — but right now, you are like a goddess coming straight from his wildest sexual dreams. You are looking at each other with your usual affection eye but there is a sparkle of lust too that sends him on the edge. He is fully focused on you: your tongue, your hands on him, the sleek of your hair tangled in his fist, your soft skin underneath his thumb and your fucking beautiful eyes that he would like to look at forever. Jungkook cums on your tongue with soft growls.
Your cheeks are burning red when Jungkook steps in the bathroom to clean himself. You can't believe you've just done that. However, it's not panic that takes over you like the last time but a sweet feeling and a huge wave of arousal. It just felt right. Maybe the fact that you are both single eases you too. You sigh in content as you drop onto your couch, blushing when you replay the filthy scene that just took place in your living room.
"Shit" Jungkook curses when he drops the towel down after washing his hands
He bends over to reach it but his eyes get attracted by something in your bathroom bin. His body freezes for a second and his hand is shaky when he grabs the little box. Carefully, he opens it and pulls out the pregnancy test. It's negative.
Jungkook doesn't know if he is relieved or sad about it. But you're on the pill so did you take the test just to be sure? Did you think you were pregnant? Is it after you had sex or is it because you've slept with Yoongi too? There are so many questions in his mind right now and the only way to answer them is to ask you directly.
Your best friend finds you on the couch, a gentle smile on your face. The room is quite dark, only enlightens by the moon so you don't see that Jungkook has the test in his hand. He sits next to you and he clears his throat.
"I found this in your bin" He says as softly as he can
He doesn't want you to feel accused. He just wants to know and he knows you: you must have your reasons not to tell him.
Your eyes widen and your heart starts beating fast.
"It's negative" You say with a chocked voice
"I know. Did you think you were pregnant?" Jungkook asks and you bite your lower lip — there is no point in lying since everything is fine
"Maybe?" You reply "I wanted to be sure because, you know, we had sex" You explain with blushed cheeks
"But you're on the pill" Your best friend tries to understand
"I... I'm not. I lied because I didn't want you to panic and you were with Harin. I already felt so guilty. And then, the test came back negative so I didn't see the point of telling you. I would have had if it were positive" You explain
"Is that weird that I wish it was positive?"
You look up at Jungkook and shake your head: you have wished too in someway. You know damn well that he is confessing that because you've come clear too. He always tells you a secret when you share one of yours. He has been doing that since you were eight and you love it. There are so many things you love about him actually.
"Come here, baby daddy" You whisper, opening your arms for him to scoot closer
You rest your head on his shoulder while he wraps you into his embrace. You both enjoy the peaceful silence and you close your eyes when Jungkook gently rubs your side.
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Jungkook is watching you getting ready for Yoongi's son birthday party. He doesn't know if he should enjoy how good you look in the dress he has bought you — an ankle-long tight black dress with long sleeves from the lounge wear collection of Skims that really pleases him because you're like the perfect hot mom — or if he should grow grumpy because you might put efforts for another man. The way the dress hugs your curves is insane: your boobs and your ass are perfectly accentuated and you are fucking sexy. Jungkook can't hold himself and hugs you from behind. Despite looking like one of your usual friend hugs, he presses his crotch a little further against your ass and you can't deny that a wave of arousal washes over you.
"You look good, baby mama" Jungkook says with a voice a little raspy
"You do too, Kook" You reply with blushed cheeks as you're eyeing his white shirt perfectly holding his buff chest and his strong thighs covered by his black jeans
You can feel your best friend's inked hand slowly rubbing your stomach before going up and stopping right under your boobs. Your breathe is cut off and all you can think about is feeling Jungkook everywhere on your body. Your eyes cling on each other through the mirror. You notice how Jungkook's eyes are even darker than usual and the way they look hungry. He tilts his head and lightly kisses the thin and sensitive skin straight below your earlobe, which makes you shiver. It's so erotic how slowly and delicately yet sensually Jungkook moves. You press your thighs against each other because your panties are more than wet now, which causes a smirk on Jungkook's face. His hand is about to finally grab your tit when a little boy jumps on your bed.
You immediately put some distance between your bodies.
"Come on, we're gonna be late!" Junghee whines
You know he has been waiting all day for his friend's birthday. You pick him up in your arms and Jungkook takes care of the present and your bag. Your best friend smiles at the scene: you're a beautiful family. A tender smile paints his face when he sees his son tightening his little arms around your neck to hug you. The amount of love he is feeling right now is indescribable.
Your son is immediately running to Seung when you arrive at the party. You're feeling a little embarrassed to face Yoongi after what happened. You have managed to avoid him at work but there is no way to escape now. Your colleague spots out and gives you a nod to which you reply with a smile. Jungkook is watching the interaction between you and he frowns. Why are you not talking to him? Why is the atmosphere tensed? He can't say that he is not happy about it because to be honest, he was a little stressed to be the fifth wheel with Yoongi and you. It would have broke his heart to witness some sweet gestures between the two of you, especially since your best friend and you have been intimate.
"What happened?" Jungkook discreetly asks in your ear, unable to keep his curiosity away any longer
"Yoongi is really great" You start with a sigh and the compliment makes Jungkook jealous "But I just think that there is not enough place for another man in my life right now"
"Well, you know I'm the only man for you" Your best friend teases you, wrapping an arm around your waist to press you into his side with possessiveness
"Actually, Junghee is the only man for me, he fills up all my dreams" You reply and stick out your tongue in a playful way
"Then we have to make a little baby girl to be even" Jungkook says lowly, squeezing your flesh a little which makes you blush
You are helping to set the food on the table while Jungkook is giving a spontaneous boxing lesson to the children after Junghee has bragged about his dad being a superhero, resulting in all the kids wanting to be one too. Your eyes are sparking with affection when you watch the scene. Jungkook is really good with kids and he is a great father to Junghee. The idea of having a baby hasn't seemed too crazy lately. Having a little girl or a little boy with him fills your chest with happiness. Maybe you should do it. The only thing that holds you back is your relationship with Jungkook. You're not sure you want to have a baby with your best friend anymore... You wish you could have a baby with your husband. You miss the ring on your finger, you miss Jungkook as your hubby.
You're not stupid enough to not have noticed that your relationship has slightly evolved recently but marriage is a big step. However, it's the twenty-first century so if you want to be married, you don't have to wait for the proposal: you can ask him yourself, for real this time. Perhaps, after all, your friends and family were right all along: you were bound to fall in love with your best friend.
You don't know when you fell in love with Jungkook. Was it after having Junghee? When you got married? Or have you actually being in love with him since you were eight? Maybe you didn't know that your love for him was actually a romantic love because it's all you've ever known. It doesn't really matter though because now you know. You love him. As your best friend, as your baby daddy and as the best man you've ever met. You just love him, as a person, all of him.
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Your son wanted to stay for Seung's sleepover so you went back home with Jungkook only. Your heart is beating like crazy. You try to imagine how your best friend will react when you ask him to marry and the stress is filling your whole body. You can't look at him in the eyes.
"I can't believe Junghee is old enough to go to sleepovers" Jungkook jokes "He'll soon have his first girlfriend"
"Don't you think it's a little bit young for a girlfriend?" You say with a sigh because your baby can't grow up so fast
"I had my first one at three" He proudly informs you but you're too tensed to laugh
You keep avoiding his glance and you fiddle with your fingers as the anxiety directs your blood to your feet to run away.
"Is everything okay?" Jungkook asks, worried
"Yes. Can you... wait here please?" You reply, escaping the living room as fast as you can
You breath deeply before looking into your nightstand. The sliver ring is immediately noticeable with the way it shines under the light. A light smile appears on your face when you remember putting the ring on your best friend's finger a few years ago. After your divorce, you agreed on keeping Jungkook's ring and him yours. It was a way to always have a small part of each other as spouses. You are so glad to have it right now, even though you can feel the stress filling up your body. Are you really going to ask him to marry you? Yes, you are. The thought could make you giggle if the possibility of rejection didn't make you nauseous.
When you enter the living room, you find Jungkook sitting patiently on the couch. He immediately stands up because he can sense your uneasiness. He frowns and opens his mouth to speak but you stop him by showing the ring. Confusion is clear on your best friend's face.
"I know that it might sound crazy" You start, gathering all your courage for your confession and grabbing his left hand at the same time, the contact of your skins smooths you a bit "But you and I have shared so many things. I've never been happier than when we were married. It took me years to finally notice that..." You gulp, the next words being the most important yet scary words "I love you, Kook. I truly, deeply love you. So, will you marry me? Again?"
You end up your proposal with a hitch pitch tone that fakes chill while you're going crazy because you have just opened your heart and you feel vulnerable. You look at him and the few seconds of silence are killing you.
"No"
"No?" Your heart stops, breaks, burns or maybe everything at the same time
You feel stupid. It was so stupid to think that Jungkook would marry you or love you the way you do. You agreed on being friends years ago, why did you think something has changed? Because of the few loving eyes you shared? Because you had sex? Because he said you were the only one for him? You can't believe you've interpreted it all wrong. You want to cry but you fight the tears to maintain your dignity. And even if Jungkook doesn't want to marry you, it doesn't mean he doesn't love you because you know he does. Maybe just not the same as you do.
Jungkook starts to panic when he notices the hurt on your face. He steps closer and cups your face with his big palms.
"No, no, no, it's not what I wanted to say!" He adds quickly "I want to marry you!" The confession makes your heart jumps in your chest "God, you don't know how much I want it but you can't ask me to marry you" Now, you're the one confused and your heartbeats are going wild but you don't even know why "You can't ask me because I want to ask you. So your proposal is going to mess up all my plan to set up a very romantic diner with flowers and all that shit"
You can't help a giggle.
"I don't care about that, Kook. Our wedding was perfect as simple as it was and I don't need anything more than you and Junghee. So please, marry me?" You ask again, tears — of joy? — in your eyes
"Yes!" He exclaims, right before kissing you
The kiss is good. So damn good. You release all the stress you've accumulated and Jungkook's lips have never felt so sweet. It's addictive and you're not sure you can live without them anymore. You pull away just enough to put the ring on his finger and it fits perfectly. Not only because it was his ring before but because it belongs here. His hand seems empty without it and his life is not complete without you as his wife. The strong emotion of the moment brings tears to your eyes: it's so much love that it can't contain in your body.
"I love you" He whispers, his shiny doe eyes even brighter than usual
You are going to marry your best friend. Again. But this time, for real — but can you really say that the last time was not real? All these years, you were blind or maybe too afraid to notice that you actually were in love with him. It's in fact impossible not to when Jungkook is perfect. He is your family and not only because he is your baby daddy. He feels like home. His strong arms are your shelter and gosh, you love him so much.
"There is another thing I want to do with you" He announces, his voice deep and thick with emotion "I want to make love with you" Those words send delightful shivers down your spine "And I want another baby. Maybe not now if you're not ready, but someday"
"I'm ready" You softly reply "I've been thinking about it for a few months now and I don't want anyone else but you"
Jungkook's heart jumps in his chest and his euphoria takes control of his body. He wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you up. You gasp and laugh while you instinctively circles his hips with your legs. You put your lips on his again, craving for his touch everywhere on you. Butterflies fill your stomach when he walks to your bedroom. He delicately lands you on your bed and lifts up your dress to access your covered pussy. His eyes shines with lust and you bit your lower lip. He circles your clit with his thumb through the thin fabric, making your head roll back and your panties wetter. You wish he could just take if off already to feel him skin to skin.
He places himself between your open legs and slowly drag down your underwear. He is amazed by your glistening cunt, so appetizing. He kisses your inner thighs, which causes you to jolt a little so your future husband has to hold your legs open for him — thinking about Jungkook as that creates a fog of delicious delirium around your brain, or maybe it's just the way he touches you?
"Can I taste you?" He asks with eagerness and you blush hard
You nod and bit your lip with anticipation, and Jungkook doesn't waste time. He takes a fat lap of your arousal and hums at your sweet taste. He then gives a quick and tender kiss on your clit before diving into it shamelessly. His expert tongue rolls around your sensitive bud and you can't help tugging on his black hair. You moan, a harmonious melody to his ears. His mouth gets rougher, taking sinful gulps from your dripping pussy.
Jungkook notices your walls clenching around nothing and rectifies it by entering you with his tongue. It feels so fucking good, especially when his nose bumps against your clit.
"Oh god!" You moan, your cunt throbbing around his wet muscle
Your back arches because you want to feel him more. It's paradoxical because you don't know if you can take any more pleasure. He settles his inked hand flat on your lower tummy, appreciating the softness of your skin and willing to protect the place where his second child will develop — he hopes — soon, and takes it as an opportunity to rub your clit with his thumb. Your pussy is so wet with your arousal and his saliva that your fiancé's mouth is making sloppy yet so arousing sounds. Jungkook's hums echo into you, driving you completely crazy.
"I want you" You groan as you tug on his hair to bring his handsome yet ruined face to yours
You kiss him passionately and you taste yourself on his tongue. It feels so sinful yet so arousing. To be honest, you could have cummed just with his tongue but you want to do it around his big fat cock. And now that you know that you're going to spend the rest of your life with Jungkook, you know you can use his mouth on your cunt another time. Every time you want.
Your hands impatiently grab the hem of his shirt, urging Jungkook to reveal his perfect body to you. And he does. Your breathe gets cut. He is gorgeous. His bare torso is even more beautiful in the sunset light coming from your window, or maybe it's love that taints your vision. Your hand caresses his skin and you feel his muscles flexing under your touch. You run your hand on his biceps and abs and finally reach his own hand. You squeeze it tenderly and look at Jungkook in the eyes. The time seems to stop for a second. There is no words needed because you both know what you want to say: you love each other.
Jungkook brings your hand to his lips and kisses it before helping you to take off your dress and your bra. It's weird to be all naked in front of him because, even through it's only the second time, you feel comfortable. And you know it's because it's him. You feel his doe eyes traveling on your body, making you blush.
"You're beautiful" He tells you
"You're beautiful, too" You whispers back
Jungkook feels like he loves you even more. Every time he hears your sweet voice, every time he sees your face, every time he looks at Junghee, he loves you more. He wonders how it's even possible since his love for you is already endless.
He grabs a pillow and places it under your head to make you comfortable since he intends to make love to you all night long. His breathe aches when your hands unbutton his jeans. His own hands join yours to peel himself naked. Your thumb spreads a drop of pre cum on his tip, making Jungkook moans softly yet huskily.
He brings your legs to your chest to admire your pussy once again. He can't wait to enter you, especially when he sees your hole clenching. Fuck, it's so hot, it's like your cunt is craving for his cock. With two fingers, he penetrates you, just enough to gather enough of your juices to lube his hard length.
When his dick is shining with your essence, he grabs the base of it and brings it closer to your pussy. He looks at you another time, silently asking you if it's okay and you vigorously nod, owning a smirk from Jungkook. Your mouth falls open and your eyes shut close when the tip passes over your entrance. He goes slow, making you feel every single inch of his cock. It's so big that it stretches you in the best way possible. When he is entirely in you, you let go the air you were keeping in your lungs.
"Fuck, it's big" You moan, filling Jungkook's chest with pride
You might have had sex not so long along, the position and the no-rush of the situation makes you feel him more. Last time, you didn't really take time to appreciate how well he opens your cunt and how fucking good it feels.
"You're the one who makes me this hard" He teases but bends over to kiss you and soothes a little of your discomfort — which is not, it's pure pleasure
You want to move your legs but the inked man has other plans. He keeps them close to your chest by holding the back of your knees and starts humping into you. His pelvis snaps against your pussy and ass, making your head foggy with delight. You have to put a hand on your mouth to cover your loud moans but Jungkook doesn't like it. He frees your legs, which automatically wrap around his waist, and intertwines yours fingers with his, placing both hands next to your head.
"Let me hear you" He cockily says and you immediately groan louder — you can't really do otherwise when he is pounding harsher
"Oh god, Kook!"
You squeeze his hands harder to hold onto something, the pleasure way too big not to loose your sanity. Immediately, Jungkook's eyes are attracted by your bare finger and he frowns. He doesn't like it. With a swift move, he slides his own ring on your left forefinger. Despite the ring being too big for you, his chest is filled with happiness and pride. Your small hand adorned with his ring next to his tattooed skin is so beautiful and romantic and means everything to him that he wishes he could take a picture — he would if he wasn't ball deep inside you right now. It feels right yet extraordinary. Loving you was never a choice he made but if he had to, he would. A hundred times, in a hundred different lives.
"Look at me" He asks you gently, slowing his dick strokes a little
His pace is more passionate and romantic now, rolling his hips deep against you. Your eyes are drawn into his black irises full of love. You free your right hand and cup his face. Jungkook presses his cheek against your palm and slightly turns his head to settle a soft kiss on it. The gesture is sweet and attacks your heart.
"My beautiful man" You whisper, your eyes getting watery by the emotion even though it's hard to believe that Jungkook is now yours because you can't be this lucky
You can feel his tip brushing against your g-spot from time to time. Your fiancé gets a clue of it since your walls tighten around him. It's so fucking good and your bouncing boobs are like a challenge for him: he wants to fuck you harder to make them jolt more. So he does, the low and deep pace long forgotten to set a quick yet still deep rhythm. He grabs one tit and pinches your nipple quite hard.
"Kook!" You whine
"Sorry, I couldn't resist, I love your boobs" He apologies but still keeps his hand around your breasts
He digs his knees firmly into the mattress and straightens up to pound into you harder. He places one of your legs on his shoulder and wraps his strong arms around it to keep you in place. The change of angle sends his cock directly to your sweet spot.
"Oh, god, right here! I'm gonna come!" You notify Jungkook and he nods
"Go on, baby, make me see your pretty fucked face" He replies with grinned teeth due to the effort
The sound of your clapping skins is hot and all your senses are filled by Jungkook. Your room even smells like sex. And what a great sex... You've never felt this good while fucking because it's more than just the physical aspect, it's also the emotional side.
Your left hand reaches for one of his and your fiancé tenderly smiles at the silver band around your finger shining with the light. You feel real close to the edge. Your cunt becomes tight and Jungkook hisses with pleasure. He leads your hand to your pussy so he can use his thumb on your clit. It's what you needed to feel the wave of arousal washing over you. You loudly moan his name while you're cumming, creaming Jungkook's fat cock. He helps you reach your high with his poundings and the delicious circles he draws on your sensitive bud.
You're out of breathe when you come back to Earth and the tattooed man has slowed down his pace but he hasn't come yet. That's something you need to fix. You push on his pec to make him rest on his back. You're quick to sit on his lap, knees on both sides of his perfect and sexy body, especially with a thin layer of sweat and a heavily breathing chest. You hold his dick up to impale yourself on it.
Jungkook settles his hands on your hips and guides you to find the good rhythm. You take support on his strong chest and smile at the ring. You can't wait to have your own.
You ride him like a maniac despite your exhaustion. Your hair sticks to your forehead and to the back of your neck but you don't care. You take him deep, so deep that your clit brushes to his pelvis every time.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good" He growls, his eyes set on your bouncing tits
He gives you a quick slap on his ass, provoking a squeak of surprise from you, soon replaced by arousal. There is a pool of mess between your legs and Jungkook can feel your juices dripping down his balls.
"I want to fill you so bad" He continues "I can't wait to see pregnant again"
His words make your heart jump and your pussy clench. Why does pregnancy turn you on so much?
"My gorgeous baby mama" He whispers, more to himself than to you but you hear him nonetheless
"If having a baby make you this hard, then we should have more than two kids" You tease him
"You make me hard and it's having a baby with you that makes me happy" He rectifies, your cheeks taking a darker shade of red
The butterflies coming from his confession spur you to faster your pace. Your ass slaps against his thighs, filling the room with sinful sounds. Jungkook squeezes your asscheeks and controls your moves by pulling you harsher on his cock.
"Fuck, you ride me so well, baby"
Your moan are louder as you feel another orgasm approaching. Your moves get unsteady and Jungkook takes over by lifting his hips and thrusting into your throbbing cunt. Your head rolls back, making your groans raspier and your hands fitting into fists on his chest.
"Kook.." You try to say between dick strokes "I'm close"
"Me too, baby" He growls
Your body shakes, your toes curl and you fall on his torso as you cum again. White dots paints your vision and you feel like in another world. Jungkook's arms wraps around your frame to hold you in place as he chases his own high. You settle some kisses in his sweaty neck and your hands run through his black hair.
"Cum inside me" You plea, driving your fiancé crazy
"Oh, fuck..." He moans as he releases his hot shots of seeds
You are both panting and none of you wants to move. So you stay like that, sweaty and exhausted but cuddling. You hum when he caresses your back and kisses your temple.
"I love you" You whisper, your head beyond the clouds because of your orgasms and your happiness
"I love you, too" He replies gently before jokingly adding "If that doesn't make you pregnant, I'll be happy to try again"
A tired laugh escapes your lips. You are happy. So, so happy right now in your best friend/baby daddy/fiancé's arms. All the things he is for you reflect how much he means in your life. Now, you can't wait to be married with him again and you add another baby to your family. Jungkook told you he wanted a girl and you find the idea very pleasing, even though a cute little boy like Junghee would be perfectly fine too.
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2 years later
You are stressed. More than stressed actually but you can't show it to Junghee while he is so excited. You kneel in front of your five-year old — already — son. You make sure to fix his equipment again, not wanting him to get hurt.
"Are you sure it's not dangerous?" You ask your husband for the hundredth time, making him roll his eyes
"Babe, it's a children competition. They are not even allowed to hit each other except than on the chest protection" Jungkook tries to reassure you
You nod but you don't feel better. Why did you agree with your son taking boxing classes? Yeah, of course you remember: Junghee has begged you for it, wanting to be 'as cool as his dad'. With heavy heart, you let him join his friends and you head to the coach corner where your husband gives the last instructions to his students.
It's quite funny to see your big and strong husband talking with such seriousness to a bunch of children. Especially when he has a baby-carrier on his chest with your baby girl in it. Your 15 month-old daughter seems calm, sucking on her pacifier while looking with big eyes at her dad. Her cuteness makes you slowly lose your sanity every day. You step closer, not even caring about the questioning look Jungkook is sending you and you kiss your daughter on her chubby cheeks, which makes her giggle.
"Hum, babe, I'm trying to give important explanations here" He catches your attention and only then you realize that all the children are looking at you
"Oh, sorry" You apologies with blushed cheeks — but how could you resist your adorable baby?
You stay close to Jungkook the whole competition, cheering for his students. Your heart stops and you grab his hand when your son steps on the ring. He looks confident and the fierce in his eyes is similar to his dad's one before a fight. It's painful to watch Junghee getting hit, even if it's just on his chest and if he has a whole equipment to protect his small body.
When the bell rings and Junghee wins because he has given more hits than his opponent, you jump of joy — and relief.
"Mommy!" Junghee exclaims, running to you with a big bunny smile
You take him in your arms and kiss his cheeks, even though you're kissing his protection helmet more than his skin.
"You did so good, baby!" You praise him
"Gaaaaaw!" Your daughter shouts against Jungkook's chest
She certainly wants to congratulate her big brother.
"I won for you, Jiwon" Junghee proudly announces and your heart melts instantly
"I see, now you can protect your sister and mama, right?" Jungkook asks and his son nods
"Can we have pizzas for diner, please?"
You can't resist his big doe eyes. You can't believe Junghee is already five. You can even less believe that Jiwon was born almost a year and a half ago. It's just that happiness makes time pass quicker. You look at Jungkook and your smile grows wilder. You love the man, and you love even more the family he gave you.
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NEED TO KNOW — j.jk
★Pairing: jeon jungkook + f!reader
★genre: smut
★: older!jk, dads bestfriend!jk , oral (giving and receiving ) , unprotected sex , reader has a crush on jk, bachelor!jk, big dick jk, size kink kinda, hair pulling, gagging, slapping, pervert jk , dry humping , anal play , degradation, name calling, nicknames - lmk if i missed any!
★W/C: 4,395
A/N: remember that time I mentioned a jk fic that i was writing? This is that fic. Literally put this on hold for 2 months and finished writing it last night 😭 anyways enjoy!!
☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★
“But i dont wannnnaaaaa goooooo!..” you whined as you declined your dad’s offer to go to his big company party. “Sweetheart this is a huge deal for me …” your dad countered. “… more over, mr.jeon is going to be there ..!” Your ears perked up at the mention of Mr. Jeon. The tall, tatted bachelor with his piercings and built body, who has been your dad’s best friend since his college days.
Since you were a teenager, you have had the biggest crush on him. He was perfect in every way. He was older. More wiser. Handsome. Just your type. The initial infatuation was small, but as you grew into your adult years, it grew stronger.
You were starting to dream about him. Not even the usual kind. Wet dreams.
He grew older like fine wine. Body covered in beautiful art. Built like an actual Greek god.
Surprisingly, he was not yet married, even though he was well off in his late 40s. He used to say 'no woman has ever caught my attention' when someone mentioned him still being single at his age—from what you've heard.
Your dad and him, being business partners, frequently bring him to your home. Always hanging out at the bar or in your dad’s study. You capitalized on these small visits and began attempting to attract his attention. Whenever he came over, you started hanging out at the bar. Offering to make him special drinks. Talking about his interests , which you found out through intense stalking just to impress him. wearing revealing clothes, buying him his favorite food and snacks whenever you visit his office to pick up something for your father. You got very close to him. Your obsession with him became stronger because he seemed so nonchalant about your little tactics. The worst thing you have ever done was hire someone to break off one of his relationships. Only you were meant for him. No one else.
Hearing your father say that he would be there was another opportunity to impress him. You shot up. “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY THIS BEFORE???” You say as you rummage into your closet for the perfect dress. Your father believed that your attraction to Jungkook was innocent and similar to that of a child. You had always said you hated the smell of alcohol, so he thought it was strange for you to start hanging out at the bar. Despite noticing many changes, he dismissed them as 'innocence', so he expected you to join him if he mentioned Jungkook. He left your room with a satisfied smile on his lips. You finally found the dress. A satin spaghetti strap dress in black, his favorite color, with a dangerously low open back. The dress was revealing when you put it on; the side of your boob was peeking out, but it hugged your curves perfectly. As the time got closer, you finished up spraying on your most expensive perfume, taking a final look at yourself before leaving.
The party was classy. A huge venue with what appeared to be millions of waiters with champagne. Upon entering the venue with your family, your eyes immediately searched for Jungkook. It wasn't long before you spotted him in the middle of a small group. He seemed to notice your family and hurried towards all of you without delay. As he got closer, your heart was beating fast. “Hey hey! My man!” He said taking your dad into a tight hug. “You could have come a bit more later!” He said sarcastically, taking a jab at your dad’s late-coming habit. “Don't blame me! This one took too long!” Your dad exclaimed, hugging you by your side. Jungkook’s eyes landed on you. He stared you down. Taking in each and every curve, his eyes eventually landed on your chest before he looked at your face and smiled. “So glad you came! You look gorgeous tonight.” He said, taking in your hand and kissing the back of your palm slowly, in a sensual way, while deeply staring into your eyes. He pulled away and rubbed the skin with his thumb before giving you a smirk. You felt your insides melt and your brain malfunction at his simple gesture. You were frozen in place and didn’t know what to do. You shyly backed away and looked down , trying to hide your wide smile with your bangs, which Jungkook took notes on.
Time flew by as you watched Jungkook speak in front of the huge crowd with charisma and confidence. One of his best traits. He always caught everyone’s attention with his choice of words and tone. It was embarrassing for you to admit that, but it turned you on. Your legs were crossed, rubbing your thighs together from time to time, and no one seemed to notice, except for Jungkook, of course. He eyed you every time you made a small movement.
All the speeches and boring talks concluded, which made you run out onto the balcony for some fresh air. You stared off into the distance, thinking about what Jungkook had done to you earlier. Was it platonic? Was he just being nice? Does he have feeli- “did all those old men bore you out?” Jungkook was behind you. His voice husky. His lip and eyebrow piercing, shining under the moonlight. You were caught off guard and turned around to see ‘your man', “mr.jeon! Ugh you scared me!” You said dramatically, placing a hand on your chest. He gets closer with a charming smile on his face and hands in his pockets. “My apologies. I didn't mean to scare you!” He let out a soft chuckle. “How is your night going?” He asked you. “Hm? Oh good i guess, it’s kinda boring, but i would do anything for my father..” He chuckled and gave you a side eye. “For your father? Really?” it seemed like he knew the real reason why you were here in the first place. “Wdym really? I love my dad!” You said in a playful, offended tone. He chuckled once again. “Fine fine! I know how much you adore him.” You sighed softly and smiled.
“I like that dress on you. It suits you a lot.” He said while eyeing you. You blushed at his compliment, looking down and fiddling with your acrylic nails. “Thank you..” you mumbled under your breath. You feel him getting closer to you. “Sorry? I didn’t hear you, sweetheart.” His hands were on your hips, squeezing them softly. You froze in place. Heart beating faster. Your legs threatening to fall. His hands creeped towards your ass. Groping it softly, not wanting to seem too pushy. “Mr.jeon…-“ you let out a shaky whimper at his touch. “It’s jungkook for you, doll.” He said leaning in closer to your ears. He took a huge sniff of your neck and hair. “Thierry mugler alien eau de parfum? You have good taste.” He said while softly chuckling in your ears before pulling away. He lifted your chin so you can look at him. Your eyebrows were slightly furrowed as you stared into his intoxicating eyes. “What did you want to say earlier?” You gulped before speaking up. “Thank you… jungkook.” He smiled at you before placing a kiss on your forehead. His hands went under your ears, caressing the soft skin gently. Your eyes widened, and you just stood there. “I’ll see you around okay?” He said smiling before he left. You were standing put, like a statue, your limbs refusing to move.
A few days went by, and you were still processing whatever happened with jungkook that night. His kiss. The way his hands caressed your body. His little nicknames. It was just too much to process. You didn’t see or hear much from jungkook since that day. There were small interactions, but he seemed to ignore you each time. You were starting to get worried. What happened? What did you do wrong? Did you fuck up? Does he hate you?. You never stopped overthinking.
One morning, you heard the familiar voice of Jungkook from the kitchen, laughing and giggling with your father. You quickly put on your clothes and dolled up, still hoping to impress him, before you went downstairs. “Ah! She’s finally awake! We were just talking about you!” Your father exclaimed. You observed jungkook as he sat on the kitchen island and ate what appeared to be lucky charms. His favorite cereal. He glanced at you briefly before turning away. You felt your heart shatter. After all that he did? Is this the way he treats you? . You walked past him and got yourself a glass of orange juice. “Did you sleepwell princess?” Your father inquired. Jungkook was still not looking at you. His gaze was fixed on the newspaper in front of him. “Yeah yeah i did.” You said putting on a fake smile. “Oh!” Your father exclaimed as he heard his phone ring. “Excuse me.” He said before rushing out of the kitchen.
You glared at jungkook and gulped down your orange juice before dropping the glass onto the table. Jungkook noticed your action, which made him put his newspaper aside and walk towards you. “What’s wrong?” He inquired, leaning onto the island. “Hmph!” You huffed, turning around. He let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “Come onnn! Tell me.” He said while hugging your waist from the back. You let out a heavy sigh before turning back around. “What did I do wrong? Why do you keep doing this to me?” You asked. “Doing what?” “Are you seriously going to act like you don’t know?” You said folding your arms. Jungkook had a confused look on his face. “You are ignoring me damn it!” “Ohhhhh! About that! I just didn’t have anything to say.” He said shrugging. You rolled your eyes at him. “Admit it, Jungkook, you just want to play with my feelings. You don’t care about me. You never did.” You let it all out. It was weird for you to act like this, but you couldn’t help yourself. Jungkooks eyes darkened, and he stared at you. You gulp. “You think I don’t care about you? Me? Not caring about you? You think i come to your house almost every other day for your father?” He said while pushing you down onto the island. He turned you around and hugged you close to his body; you could feel his clothed hard dick on your pussy. You shudder when he slowly grinds his hips into your behind. “Ya feel that doll? Thats how you got me everyday..” he said whispering into your ears. His free hand found your right tit before he gave it a squeeze. Tugging the thin white fabric of your crop top down to expose your hardened nipple. You hear him darkly chuckle in your ear before giving the sensitive bud a squeeze. His hips never seemed to stop as he continued dry-humping you. You felt yourself involuntarily lowering yourself on the island, pushing your ass back into him for more stimulation. He immediately pulls away, leaving you weak and clenching around absolutely nothing. You whined, turning around to face him with pleading eyes. “What?” He scoffed at how desperate you were. He got closer and fixed your shirt. He didn’t say anything and just rubbed your shoulders down before walking away.
A while later, you were napping in your bedroom. It was not uncommon for you to take naps in between the day since you were basically unemployed and didn’t have much to do, and you also needed one after what happened with jungkook.
All the blinds were shut, leaving the room completely dark. It was silent; the only sound that was heard was the faint noise of the air conditioner. You were in deep sleep and didn’t notice or hear Jungkook entering your room. You felt the bed sink next to you before you felt a cold hand on your hip. His hands, kneading the soft flesh of your ass before it grazed around your desperate cunt. You whine when you feel his fingers touch and draw circles on your sensitive part. “Shh..” he shushed you before pressing onto your pussy. He chuckles at how quickly you got wet. Your mouth was agape, soft grunts escaping every second. He slowly pushed you onto your stomach, climbing on top of you before pulling your pink panties to the side.
It was dark, and he couldn’t see much, but he could feel how soaked you were. He spread your cheeks and lowered his mouth down onto your cunt, sucking on it. Your eyes shot open, heavy breathing as you turned around to see the man of your dreams eat you out from behind. “Ju-jungkook..?” He shut you up by lapping his tongue over your dripping cunt. You let out a loud moan, your head falling sideways, already drooling even though he barely started. He lifted your ass up using his strong hands, making you arch your back. He dropped his head lower and started sucking on your clit, his big nose pressing into your soaking pussy. You grabbed a handful of his hair from behind and pushed him closer. He hummed into your pussy, making you gasp for air. Loud slurping and squelching sounds, along with his groans and your moans, echoed throughout the room. You were seeing stars. The way his mouth ate you out and the feeling of his cold lip ring on your pussy were beyond comprehensible. Your heart started beating faster as you felt your body warm up, and a knot formed in your abdomen. Jungkook took notes on your body language and pulled away. You cried out when you lost contact.
He leaned in and switched on one of your bed lights, finally giving the room some light. He observed your body. Your ass was still up, your pussy glistening with his spit and your arousal. It was clenching and unclenching around nothing. He let out a scoff before turning you around. Your face already looked fucked out. Tears painted your cheeks, and drool was all over your mouth. He hovered over you, placing a hand on the headboard. He used his other hand to wipe your face clean. “We have gotten ourselves a good hour; better make this quick, alright?” You nodded softly and wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him into a soft and tender kiss. He kissed you back and hugged you closely to his body. His hands went under your tee, squeezing your tit. You whined into the kiss. “You are so sensitive, sweetheart…” he mumbled. You break off the kiss and cup his face. “Jungkook… want more..” He tilted his head to the side and stared at you. He put on a smirk before standing at the foot of the bed.
He took off his pullover, revealing his tatted arms and toned abs and pecs. The soft bed light that was illuminating the room was able to capture every detail of his body. You stare. Hand in between your legs, squeezed shut. You bit your lip softly before your eyes met his. He gestured for you to come closer, which made you crawl to him. Your face was now right in front of his hard dick. You could see the bulge growing. His hand went behind your head, grasping your hair gently. You looked up at him with your doe eyes, which instantly made him fold, but he kept his composure. He gave you a nod, pushing your head closer to his crotch. Your nose nudged the bulge before your greedy fingers hastily unzipped his pants. Your eyes widened when his cock sprung out and hit his stomach. He was big. Girthy. The tip was red, and you could see his precum peaking from the slit. Without wasting time, you took a stripe from the base of his dick until the tip before you sucked on it. He hissed at the feeling of your plump lips sucking on his sensitive tip. He was starting to get impatient and pushed your head down, filling your mouth even though he was only half way in. You looked at him with teary eyes as you choked around his girth. He almost lost it when you looked up at him with those eyes of yours. His other hand caressed your cheek, pushing himself further down your throat. You could feel him. Your jaws were hurting, and you grabbed onto his hips for stability. Your throat spasmed around his cock. He noticed how you were kinda struggling. “Better make me feel good, okay? I want that throat to show me what it got.” With that, he started thrusting into your mouth. You started choking and gagging around his length, which just turned him on even more.
He yanked your head off of his cock. A string of pre cum and saliva connected your lips and his cock head. You looked up at him and whined, wanting his dick to stuff your mouth again. He bent down to your level before licking your chin clean, swallowing the mixture before speaking to you. “On your knees and hands, baby girl." You obliged immediately, taking off your flimsy tee before throwing your ass in the air and arching your back for him. You felt the bed dip behind you, and jungkooks long dick landed on your ass, slowly grinding through the sheer panties.His wet cock making it translucent. You whimpered, already feeling yourself getting hotter. “You are such a dumbslut.” He lowly chuckled.
“You think it wasn’t obvious?” He removed your skirt and ripped your panties. You gasp at his sudden action. “All these skimpy skirts and tops.. and just when I'm around? Were you that desperate, princess ?” He said while pushing his cockhead into your sopping hole.
You let out a loud moan; his tip was enough to stretch you out. “Not gonna lie… i was very flattered” gripping your ass cheeks as he slowly pushed further, letting you adjust to his size. He continued. “I only kept my cool because you were my best friend's daughter, but—holy shit-“ he gets cut off as you clench around his length, tears already dripping down your face. Your mind fogging up. You were constantly letting out soft moans and whimpers as he slowly bottomed down into you. “Woah there-“ he chuckled. “im not even half way in sweetheart” he said while grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling your head back. You looked at him with teary eyes. Lips quivering. He smirked before kissing your cheek. He let go of your hair and pushed your head down into the pillow using his hand. The other hand was on your hip as he finally pushed all the way in. “Since you are begging for it— ” you let out a loud scream as he filled you to the brim.
Although it was painful, the pleasure made you forget about the pain. you felt warm spit fall on your pussy as he starts moving. “Gon’ fuck you silly, alright? Isn’t that what you wanted? Getting dicked down by your father's friend? What a whore…” You nodded incoherently. A loud cry left your lips as his hips thrust into you harshly. His pace was slow, but the way he thrust in was so... Your body was moving forward with every thrust. Sounds of wet skin slapping echoed through your room. You were not able to focus on anything. His pace increased, and so did the harshness of his thrust. You clenched around him, making him fall forward. He caged your tiny body under his larger one. “Fuck babygirl.. you are gonna rip my dick off..” he chuckled. “Jungk-kook… feels too good…” you managed to blabber out as he fucked into you like a madman. “Yeah? you like that? You liked getting fucked by older men, dont you sweatheart?” You whined as his large hands gripped your hair.
This was wrong. Very wrong. This man has seen you grow up. He has been there since you were a baby.
“Let me hear those pretty sounds…” he said while landing a tight slap on your ass, reddening the area almost immediately. You gasped and whimpered, letting out a loud pornographic moan as Jungkook hit a specific spot. His other hand found your swollen clit and started drawing rough circles on it. Pinching and tugging the abused nub. Your legs trembled, and your moans got louder. “F-fuck! Jungkook…don’t s-stop! Feels so good!” You babbled. Jungkooks eyes were focused on your pussy. The way you took in his length. Your milky white cream coated his entire length, collecting at the base of his cock.
He stopped thrusting in you for a moment. You whined as you felt him suddenly stop. Jungkook smirked before leaning over and whispering in your ears. “Fuck yourself on me, doll.” You cried in defeat. Jungkook placed his hands on his hips, waiting for you to start moving. You gulped before slowly rocking your body forward and backward. You could feel his every inch penetrating the insides of your gummy walls. His large tip hitting your cervix over and over again. “Thats all you can do? Wow.. so pathetic..” he scoffed. You shook your head furiously and started going faster. Jungkook let out a satisfied groan as he watched your ass ripple. “Play with that little clit of yours.” He commanded. You reached down in between your legs, finding the sensitive nub almost immediately. You slowly rubbed your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You moaned out as the stimulation of your pussy and clit was getting overwhelming. You fucked yourself faster on his cock. Mouth in a soft ‘o’ shape and eyes crossed as his cock hit your gspot every time you moved in and out. Jungkook was in a different world. His eyebrows were furrowed, and sweat dripped down his neck. He was close to cumming just by seeing you fuck yourself on him.
His hands spread your ass cheeks, before a glob of spit landed on your asshole. You shuddered and panicked, stopping for a moment. “J-jungko-?” “Just focus on fucking yourself; everything is going to be alright…” he reassured you. You nodded before going back. His long fingers toyed with your rim. You grunt when you feel his fingers prod into your asshole. “Shh- shh.. youre safe .. jus’ wan’ try something new..” You gulped and shut your eyes tightly as his fingers ventured further into your asshole. He shoved three of his fingers into you, making you moan out loud. “Fuckkkkk- so tight…” he whispered. You melt and crumble when you feel his fingers move inside of you. You buried your head in your pillow, muffling out any unholy noise.
Your pussy and asshole clenched around his fingers and dick, making him groan. “So damn sensitive… has any guy fucked you, this good princess?” You shake your head. “N-no sir …” Jungkook shot up at the name. His fingers increasing in speed. You let out choked-out moans and cries as his fingers curled inside your asshole. “Say that again, will ya?” His other hand found your hips and started stretching your pussy out again. “Please.. f-fuck me harder… sir.” That was all it took to make Jungkook go feral. His cock left your pussy and was immediately shoved inside your sensitive ass. Your eyes shot out, and you couldn’t make any noise as you looked back at jungkook with tears rolling down your cheeks. He pinned your wrists behind your back before moving in and out. He struggled, initially. curse him for not stretching you out more, but his cream-coated cock provided enough lube for him to start pounding into you smoothly. “Shits so fucking tight- gah-“ your lips quivered and legs trembled as Jungkook fucked into you with great strength.
You screamed out, finally getting your voice back after he fully plunged his cock into you. Your cunt was leaking arousal, dripping down your thighs. Jungkook didnt seem to stop. His heavy, cum-filled balls were slapping against your pussy. “Jungkoook…- its too- too much!” You cried out. “Take it. You are a big girl. Take it like a big girl. I know you fucking can. Look at your little ass sucking me in. So good. So fucking good.” He pulled your body back and pounded into you. Your face was a mess. You cried and moaned like a bitch in heat every time he filled you to the brim. You felt your orgasm approaching as the feeling of the familiar knot in your stomach began growing. “Jung-jungkook- gon’ cum…” you whined. “Go on princess… be a good girl and cum all over me..” you nodded weakly, focusing on reaching your high. Jungkook flipped you over, laying you down on your back. His hands pushed your legs up against your chest. You were in ecstasy as the new position had you seeing stars. You observed Jungkook's sweaty body and fucked-out face.
A slap was landed on your glistening, sopping pussy before two fingers were shoved inside them. His thumb stimulating your clit. “Ngh- oh fuck- jungkook m’ so close…!” Your eyebrows were knit together, and sweat dripped down your face. The overstimulation getting too intense. Both his hips and hands increased their pace, determined to help you reach your high. You saw white as Jungkook pressed down on your sensitive bud. Clear liquid gushed out of your pussy and landed on his abdomen. You screamed as he continued fucking you through your orgasm. “Yeah.. just like that.. so dirty.. you are such a dirty little girl..” Jungkook's movements got sloppier. Your orgasm turned him on by a mile, and he was close to cumming himself. You twitched under him, still not over your intense orgasm, not noticing that he had slipped out of you and was furiously jerking himself off. His head was thrown back, and soft moans left his mouth. His breath hitched when a load of his milky white cum shot out all over your body. Coating your stomach and your boobs. You moan as you feel his hot cum land on your body, taking the mixture in your shaky fingers and licking it off while staring into his eyes. Jungkook smirked at you with half-lidded eyes.
“My dirty little girl."
A/N: HEHE THANK YEWWW 4 READINGGG! how was it tho? This would have been a stepcest fic but i changed my mind in the middle 🙁💔 im currently writing fics from my inbox! You can send in your rqs <3
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AGING FINE LIKE WINE | JJK x Reader
summary - It's your best friend's, no no no, your boyfriend's birthday and you slated a surprise for him, bestowing him with what he asked you eight months ago. But a simple beach date under the starry sky, on his birthday, was something which he least expected, you make his twenty-fifth birthday one hell of a souvenir.
Pairing - Jungkook x Reader
Warnings - 18+, a beach date, sex in the car, nipple play, explicit smut, pierced nipple kink, pregnancy mention, unprotected sex, lots of hickeys, breast kink.
Genre - childhood best friend au, childhood best friend to lovers, fluff, smut.
Word Count - 7k
A/N- It's a drabble of Home is where the heart is but could be read standalone. The first chapter of this series is - the present scenario and this drabble carries you to the past, and yes! there was no silhouette of Taehyung.
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*Alarm blares* you abruptly quiver, as if the blaring sound of the machine beside you, is drilling a hole in your head. You shut the machine abruptly like a shot it's half past four, and you turn your head to watch the man beside you, sleeping soundly. You rise a little and lean towards him, drinking in the sharp features that make him look ethereal diurnal, you smile when his lips turn up a little with your gentle touch and you love to see him smile and faint crinkles near his eyes, whilst he's in deep slumber.
You plant a soft and long kiss on his forehead, "Happiest Birthday the sweetest kookie of my life, I ever had and will forever have until I die, the best gift of my life, I could have ever asked in this lifetime, love of my life. May that smile shall remain forever on your lips and I would be grateful if I would be the reason for your smile, my love", you whisper in your very much raspy voice with blurry tears in your eyes, as you trace the left cheek scar with your thumb before placing a soft kiss.
If your memory serves you, it would be his fifteenth birthday with you as a friend, but as your boyfriend - it's fourth, to be exact. You have been subjected to a lot of conversation, rambling about why he does not like to celebrate his birthday but rather loves to stay at home, beside you binging your favourite cookies together he loves to bake for you, whilst playing video games and making you lose the game by distracting you in all the filthy way he could.
You silently slide off the blanket, but stop, leaning closer to him you peck a soft kiss on his lips, "happiest birthday baby, I hope to make this day the best birthday of your life ", you see him licking his cold piercing on his lips after you kissed. You slide the blanket and rise on your toes. You pick up your phone and strut out of the room. First black coffee, you can't even walk without this elixir, you parade to your kitchen to prepare the early morning cup of your black coffee, albeit routinely it starts after eight in the morning but today, for a day you call yourself a morning bird. It's his birthday, twenty-fifth to be precise, you are wide awake to pack some of the gifts, which are left unpacked.
Last night you hibernated after one in the morning faking that you got some office work as Jungkook yelled at you for not seizing proper rest even after returning home from the office, though he slept after waiting for you for an hour, whilst reading books on different recipes he loves to try, in reality, you were baking the salted peanuts butter cookies for your kookie - his favourite.
Often you have been subjected to a conversation, rambling about his favourite cookies, when his mother baked salted peanut butter cookies, how he shoved them all at once and mentally prepared himself for the scoldings he'll get from his mother. YES! You never foresaw yourself baking cookies, but for him, you can do anything, even cook if he asks!
Here you're in your kitchen, preparing a huge cup of black coffee for yourself at half past four in the morning! And there are still a few left for you to pack.
Pouring the hot black coffee in the cup, whilst thinking about Jungkook, the way he yelled at you god, how you deterred yourself from kissing him, how hopeless and frustrated you were, watching him so bothered about you, yea that was desirable enough to strip him off then and there in your kitchen. Sex in the kitchen! sounds divinely pleasing.
Thinking about sex - a hot cup of coffee in hand - and your nasty brain as you took a sip of blazing hot coffee because you were feeling about hot steamy sex in the kitchen hah!!!
Oh good god-- what an incredible start of the day.... your holy mucky senses. Your burnt tongue is a remembrance of your brain rich in filth. You make your path to the coffee table in front of the couch, you pick up the fresh red roses as you parade lazily to your home library.
As you stride in your eyes trip to the table with the five gift boxes that you already sealed with brown paper and written tinges on white paper as you labelled over the crown of each box. You shut the door behind you, as you check the boxes, and mumble - touch, smell, sight, taste, sound. Whole!
You draw out rose petals and plop them on the tray. Pleasant my babe's gonna love the surprise, I'm optimistic.
Now the lone thing left is - the elegant tiny letters. Your favourite and the toughest role, the foremost rationale why you saved this task tardy on your plan.
On the table beside the gifts, last night you maintained some short paper tiny letters - for writing your heart out on each of them. You tug the notes in hand and the bottle of his favourite cologne of yours and you drizzle on each note before writing on them. The short paper notes are creamy in texture and thick like a card. Some short papers are plain red - others are more baroquely designed with cute little candle doodles in red, blue, yellow, pink, and purple colours, in the corners of some notes, or pretty rose petals in Persian red on others, some with cute pink lips doodles, and a few with heart eyes emoticons, without ruining any more time you jump to take the red marker to write on each of the notes because it's quarter past five and a lot of work is left to be done.
Placed the notes on the same tray of rose petals, with scotch tape and scissors. You move to your shared room to adorn it before he wakes up, unhurriedly open the door and on tiptoes, you saunter towards your bed, place the tray and move to the library to pick up the remainder and return to the room.
Subsequently, fifty minutes after adorning your room with everything you had, it's quarter past six, and you do the latter work, before striding out of your shared apartment.
The slight leak between the curtains, lets the sunshine through the wide glass windows, earning him to rub his eyes as it tumbles promptly on Jungkook's face, however his eyes are still shut. Taking a lungful of your essence on sheets jumbled with the intense and spicy fragrance of roses earns him a smile.
In reflex, his hand trick to your side of the bed, sensing the sheets cold carves his eyebrows furrow, but what earns his eyebrows knit together are the rose petals which he feels under his skin, "y/n" he calls you, voice raspy and eyes still shut.
"y/n?" Kookie whines like an infant, whilst rubbing his eyes.
And when he infers, you are not around him in this room and not actually in the apartment because if you would be here, he would just .... know. It's your tradition to wake him up in the morn with a cup of black coffee in your hand. However today he feels odd. He swivels over, picks up his phone, and from the side of his pillow, he unrolls his eyes to check the time... Oh, I woke up early.
He feels odd on his forehead, and in reflex, his hand moves to his forehead.
A note is taped on his forehead, as he plucks it out to check it with a scowl on his face, but that frown doesn't prevail long, "I can feel you callin' my name babe!!! ", and it turns to a smile when he read your note, he turns the note around, "Happy birthday to my lifeline, I desire you all the love, harmony and joy in your life... By the way, there's a lot besides, text me as you read this love, your princess ".
He kisses the note with a grin, and he takes a lungful of the pally and friendly essence of the note, as he shuts his eyes whilst drowning in the pool of this divine whiff jogging his remembrance, as he soon reckons about you. The perfume nudges him about you.
Kookie 7:30 am: Good morning princess, I'm awake, where are you?
He glimpses at your image on his phone screen wallpaper, 'I miss you, princess, doubtless the first morning in four years without you beside me, and I do not appreciate this y/n'. He glances around the room, and his eyebrows shoot up, LV keepall bag on the table, rose petals and balloons all over the floor, and he whirls his head to find rose petals with a wine bottle of Vigor Sangiovese and five boxes of gifts with titles which he dominated. She did all of this but when?
Your phone jingles and you're retreating to your home. You browse your phone, oh he wakened. You smash reply.
You 7:35 am Happy Birthday My Love, I LOVE YOU. And I'm on my way. Did you get my note?
Kookie 7:38 am: Of course I got it. My princess taped it to my head.
You're cackling uproariously in the morning on the road, like crazy. You implemented this, and you can foresee the sight of him frowning at the taped note on his forehead.
He picks up the bottle of red wine, "Woah, Vigor Sangiovese.... She's amazing", and picks out the little note with heart eyes emoticons on the fences, "AGING FINE LIKE WINE ", he snorts, as he rubs the back of his neck with another hand, oh god this girl, he cackles.
Retaining the bottle back on the bed he bends forward to the gifts as he grabs the box, marked touch. He unwraps it. There's an orange Louise Vuitton box, inside it is a - LV Baroque Ranger Boot - colour black.
His eyes glow up, and his smile is brighter than the Sirius. His eyes meander straight to the boots but something hooks his eyes - the lid of the box, a note taped on it too, "The start of every new journey entails a new pair of shoes, and I am dying to start one with you, so here are your shoes and tie your shoes strongly I don't want you falling for anyone else! And yes thank you for knot running away from me, staying with me in all the stormy situations, my love... Happy Birthday." A tear escaped from his eyes, after reading the note.
And the boots - he was eyeing for months and couldn't buy because foremost - because of its unavailability and additional - when it was attainable, you interrupted him from buying, telling him, "Babe, we'll go to LV store this weekend, you could buy then?", and that weekend never reached you two. So naive of him he paid heed to what you swore and since then it's been four months. Now, he understood why you stopped him.
The ensuing box is labelled as sight. It's tiny and featherlight as if filled with cotton. He unwraps it and there's a folded pink sheet. Unravelling the sheet, it seems it's a letter and yes he's not wrong. You wrote a letter to him -
"I hope you know that you're not the one who loves the most, this letter is for you to let you know that I love you the most here. Got it!! I'm not intimidating you today, and I won't intimidate you today I promise, but can't promise about tomorrow or the day after or the future.
Getting to know you after being with you, is different like I never knew you. And it's like my life is changed. My heart was barren and it absorbed me, but you filled my heart with your love and your smile. I can see my future more clearly now cause you're the light in my light. You overlooked my flaws.
When the entire world was sombre, covered with dark clouds. I found myself to be bound in an endless winter, and you brought the rainbow to my life, the warmth beside you felt like the sun in the cold morning.
Jungkook I love you, I didn't know I would ever love someone again or be loved by someone. But you proved me wrong and I'm grateful that I have you by my side whether the whole world averses me, I know I have you beside me, my home, my rainbow, my light in the darkness.
When I look into your eyes, your colourful eyes glistening with love for me, I see a reflection of my soul in them. And in your arms - there's no place on earth that could ever give me the serenity, warmth, comfort, safety, that I would rather be.
I can't stay away from you and can't imagine my life without you, my love. I hope you feel the same.
I love you,
Your princess."
The blurry vision, whilst reading your letter could tell he feel the same for you. You're the one, he wants to cherish in his lifetime. Their love for you grows twofold because he's so grateful for you.
The love you both have in your heart is immeasurable. He brushes out the tears.
Picks up another box, labelled as sound. This mini box is as light as the earlier one. He marvels, at what it could be. He brings the box close to his ear and jiggles it, but there's nothing to be heard. He presses his lips into a thin line as he unwraps it, ohhh concert tickets for two--
You 8:15 am: I'm hoping that you must be getting ready... If not then scoot and take a nice shower... I'm coming.
Kookie 8:17 am: come on, I'm waiting princess.
The butterflies blossoming into the pits of your stomach by just reading princess, honestly not reading you could hear him say.
He takes the yield of another one - labelled as smell. This one's heavier though. He unwraps the box, there are two gifts 2nd one isn't a gift but regardless, that allures him. It's your thong, yes! Thanks to your mucky brain. His eyebrows shoot up, and oh boy you should catch that lopsided grin on his face like it's the best gift you gave.
Kookie 8:25 am: The box labelled as smell, has my favourite stuff in it.
He takes your thong close to his nose, taking a brief lungful of your flavour, and the urge to fuck you right now is eating him. As he looks over to his phone, waiting for your reply. He checks the other stuff in the same box, a Flaconnier with three sets of perfumes from Louis Vuitton. And you should see the smile on his face, he was eyeing this set for months and now it's in his hands, but the thong remains fixed at first on the list.
The last one - taste... He knows this one for sure because you have been doing this on his birthday for four years. He open the lid of the box, and yes he was right. It's his favourite salted peanuts and butter cookies. This is the only box without a note.
He slides away the blanket, really wanting to know, what is she up to. make his way towards the door. There’s one more tiny wrapped box. He picks it up, unwraps it… open the box, and again there's a note, "what if I tell you, your wish is my command. The wish you wanted to come true... It's happening - so get ready."
Kookie 8:30 am is the number of gifts I have unwrapped today since morning, hypothetically will end up stripping you off tonight.
You 8:33 am: oh love you don’t know how much I have been waiting for this.
Kookie 8:35 am: Then why wait for the night princess, come home.
Jungkook took a fresh warm bath, now he's waiting for you with his cup of black coffee in one hand and the cookie you made in the other. His eyes flicker back to the front door.
There's a creak of the door heard, you're ultimately back, with a huge rose bouquet. You dug into the flower stores for the flawless bouquet for 2 hours and found it at last.
He positions the cup on the kitchen counter and parades towards you, he did miss you. The corner of his mouth turned up from ear to ear, as if you both met after a long time, "princess" he chimes seeing you home, he picks you up and spins you around.
"Jungkook, happy birthdayyyy... Kookiieeee I'm scaredddd," your breathless laugh echos around your apartment, and his heart swells with love for you... Your laugh is harmonious to his ears. "Thank you, princess, for the gifts and everything but the most precious gift for me is you and that's never gonna change," his palms are cupping your cheeks as he presses a kiss on your forehead.
He kisses you, long and relentless. His arms hug you tightly around your waist, as he buries his head at the crook of your neck and plants butterfly kisses from your shoulder and stops below your ear.
He leans closer to you, as he softly outlines your hair, his hand slides down to your cheeks and you lean your face on his palm, "My princess, I'm gonna just appreciate you right now... The cookie is divine--"
"Babe let's go, there's a surprise for you, a hint - it's a beach date", you park a gentle kiss on his palm.
"One more? And beach date? Did you read my bucket list?" His eyebrows shoot up, and he leans forward and parks a kiss on your forehead, "princess, the likelihood of the rain is increased threefold," he looks outside the window, "perhaps it could rain anytime soon" as he tucks your hair behind your ear.
"Truthfully I want that... But by judging the weather it won't rain until tonight so come onnn", you whine and rise on your tiptoes to place a soft peck on his lips. He chuckles at your childlike excitement, "my precious baby,", and he kisses you back.
"I'm stunned already with all those gifts and my favourites are the cookies", his eyes glinting with contentment and delight.
"Ouch, here I thought those lacy black thongs would be your favourite... Aahh poor me", you bite your chuckle, looking everywhere but him. You push him aside he parks his ass on the couch. You stroll back to your bedroom.
He grabs your wrist and drags you back and your hips are plopped on his lap, his dark eyes peeking deep into your soul and grin braided with lechery, making cold shivers run down to the south, and you feel your core twitch.
"That was delicious, princess" he whispers.
"Ya-- yaah! time trickled down now, do not make up, I got it cookies were favourite. Now, let that ass work a little and pick up the bag and let's move to your next surprise--"
He kissed you hungrily, his hands travelling to your back, holding you close whilst kissing you, as you throw your arms around hugging him, your hands grabbing the nape of his neck.
He breaks the kiss yet your lips touch each other, "Princess I wish I could freeze this time right now, and be in this moment with you forevermore." His hoarse whispers into your mouth.
He kisses you on the angle of your nose and chuckles, "the same baby", your eyes travel from his lips to his eyes, a frown between your eyebrows.
You rise from his lap, as he grabs your wrist again to stop you, softly rubbing your ass, "Jungkooookiie--", he smacks your ass hard, "ouch", you yelp, and you can imagine the burning imprint of his heavy hand.
"This is what I wanted to listen to," he smoothly slides his hands to soothe your now scarlet skin. "I'm taking the bag with me, waiting for you in the parking lot, princess," as he picks up the bag and struts out of the apartment.
You rub the area where he smacked you a few minutes ago. It stings.
This is the day to yourselves, more often than not.
You're wearing a black drop shoulder rib knit tee paired with shorts, something comfy for long car drives.
You saw him in the parking lot leaning to the car, talking to someone over a phone call. You silently on tiptoes make your way to him. Wait, Mr Jeon.
You stand behind him, groping his ass, as he turns around and you rub his ass to stop him from turning, "R E V E N G E", placing a kiss on his back. He chuckles as he put the phone aside.
"Oh, I love this revenge, princess." He grabs your hand and turns back.
"Whattt?" You whine as you slide your hands into your pockets. His eyes drink in your features.
"Why don't we go back home and continue what you left right--"
"Shut up," you hiss.
"did you just say 'shirt up', oh anything for my princess," he grabbed the hem of his double sleeves black Balenciaga t-shirt, stripping it off.
You place your hand on his trying to stop him, "YOU! Kookie I know you heard what I just said," you narrow your eyes on him, and you see a ghost of a smile that melts away as you notice, "get inside!"
He's laughing seeing you all flustered scarlet cheeks with his mere act. He opens the door for you, "mi lady", you nod and give him a small peck before entering.
"are you going to wear those cute heart-shaped sunglasses" he chuckles loudly.
"yes!!" You declare, crossing your arms around your chest.
"where's mine then?"
"You too want this??" His question shooks you, is he serious or just chaffing?
"Both of us in black... The sunglasses should also be the same!"
"Good for you I do have one more in blue hah!" How proud you are!
He enters and starts the car to venture to your destination.
Your heart rate is higher than the speed of the car, and the thoughts haunt you, what if he does the same as you did, like you did eight months back, staying silent at the sudden question that tumbled out of his quivering lips, on the snowy Christmas night. But all your thoughts fade away when you hear him singing, his sweet dulcet tumbling out of his lips along the song whilst driving filling the car with his melodies satiating your soul, your favourite part in long drives.
You look at him, with all the warmth in your eyes, your heart is so full of love for him.
"don't just look at me princess, come on sing along", his eyes are on the road and doesn't even spare a glance at you.
"Baby you can, ride it ooh yeah, bring it over to my place, and you be like," he sings as he gestures you to sing.
"Baby who cares?", you let your body flow with the beats, oh you just love this.
"But I know you care, bring it over to my place", he sings, side-eyeing you, smirking. His eyes roam around your body, bite his lips, circling on the cold metal piercing with his tongue and pulling it into his mouth, teeth biting the metal.
"I can feel you staring at me," you say in a song-like voice, and he chuckles that you got it right. "Oh I love this line - tie it up, put a chain on it,... It should be my cut that it - tie me up, put a chain on me," placing your hand on his thighs, and you feel him twitch under your touch yet he doesn't spare a glance.
"Oh, you want that right,"
"Oh YESSS", your hands just so close to his crotch.
"y/n, I'm driving", he claims shifting the gears, as he huffs out a breath.
"Sorry sir.."
The weather is windy kind of stormy, with dark heavy clouds hiding the sun behind them. You secretly wish it to rain today. You leave the busy streets of the city behind, as you are on the way to the beach.
Strangely, there's no one to be seen here, but you are grateful for that. Perhaps it's the magic of the stormy weather. After a long drive to the beach. You look up to the sky the dark clouds cover the sky. It's 7 pm, the weather as said.
You both unlock the door and move out of the car. "Princess are you sure, you want to stay here... I mean we could go back home."
"Uh no no.. it's actually perfect"
He holds your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours, as you both move towards the ocean. "It's been years since I visited this place" his face lighting with joy, taking in the view with his sparkling eyes and cheerful smile making him glow in this cold weather. You watch him smile and that smile makes the pits of your stomach bloom with butterflies, you adore the man beside you. You want to make this birthday the special one, the one that will be engraved in his memory. You want to make every second of this day special for him. You bring your hand intertwined with his and place a kiss on the back of his hand. He looks at you with his starry eyes, mirroring your eyes.
You both are silent beside each other, taking in the sound of waves that is giving peace to your soul. The breeze smells so fresh like the ocean water, the wrinkling waves touching the shoreline, the rhythmic sound of the waves, drawing you and Jungkook to sit down. As you both sit, the curling waves touch your feet, tingling your feet.
You lean your head on his shoulder as he scoots you closer to him, his thumb drawing circles at the small of your waist.
This is what you were waiting for, rain. It suddenly started raining Jungkook rises from the sand. "Come on love, we should stay in the car."
"No", you rise, you move closer to him, "hold me tight and never let me go", as you place your hands on his chest, you faintly press the hard metal on his pierced nipples. "Never! at least not in this lifetime" his arms hugs around your waist, you place butterfly kisses on his collarbone, to the jaw as he moan "y/n", you rise on tiptoes, "NO let me", looking at his warm and plump lips as you lick your lips and kiss them and he let you, your mouth on his, the rhythmic sound of the waves faints. You slide your tongue into his mouth and he let you. His hold tightens onto your small waist making you clingy. The lovely scrimmage of your tongue over his tongue, the dominant moments of your tongue make his member behind a veil of his pants.
He breaks the kiss, taking a lungful of O2, panting so painfully sexily, looking into your eyes, his dark gaze giving you shivers down to your spine. His chest heaving sorely.
His hands wander across your curves, "Princess, the hell you are so-- soaking wet!" he yells between his shaking breaths. "come on, let's move inside the car!"
"A b-- big NOOOOOO", you jump in excitement.
"you’re goi-- going to get sick." his voice shakes.
"It's ok-- okay. My baby boy, you’ll take a-- care of me anyway, come on! Join me, love."
He crosses his arms and watches you with his dark eyes, giving you cold stares.
"What babe it's your birthday enjoy it like a brimful." You chortle.
He still is looking at you, and you blink your eyes owlishly, you roll your eyes.
"Do Not ROLL YOUR EYES"
You blink nervously you didn't intend to roll your eyes. He stretches out his hand and as you hold, you both run towards the car. You both are sitting in the back of the Mercedes.
You pick the towel, and rub his head to dry out his hair as you sneeze, "see, I told yo--" he sneezes, and you chuckle, "Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that", you side-eye him, and points your finger to the place you two were, moments ago.
"Yea I did but see --" you both sneeze in unison.
"repeat after me that was a ridiculous idea", taking hold of the towel from your hands.
"I know." You utter under your breath, eyes wandering out watching the junction of the waves and the raindrop meeting like him and you, and you lick your lips at the image popping at the picture frame inside your head.
"Then why did you do it?", as he gently wipes your face and hands.
"So that you’ll do it with me." You murmur under your breath.
"Was that the only reason?" He softly traces your lips with his thumb.
"your bucket list," you bite your bottom lip, looking everywhere but him. An exaggerating sigh vacates his pierced lips, parking his palms on your cheeks, you whirl your head to face him and he places a kiss on your lips. A strange feeling bubbling in the pits of your stomach.
He places his hand with a few cold rings on your bare thighs giving you chills that crawl to your spine, sliding smoothly under your shorts. His fingers are gently rubbing your clit, "Bare pussy I love that, princess. I'm loving all the surprises." He whispers into your ears, warm breath hitting the crook of your neck and bites your lobe before leaning back.
"you need to get rid of these wet clothes, you know?" Contrary to his honeyed voice, his boorish hands are at odds.
"You too", with the space of a minute, as you couldn't compel your hunger. Your body under the influence of your filthy brain, unbuttoning his tee, a slight smirk on your face. Tossing his tee away from your sight, you take his pierced nipples between your fingers and pull them peeking deeply into his dark eyes, unveiling your dominance over him as a groan left his lips making your chest swell in the lord. Do you need to stop salivating over his pierced nipples? Isn't it obvious hah?
You were fine with him, rilling you up with his lingering touches on your thighs until his fingers drew circles on your clit. The other hand is hoisting slowly your loose tee, whilst kissing you, oh no no not just kissing biting, sucking, in whole... eating you up! with just a kiss? He's hungry, baby! for you, to be exact. Satiating his thirst is what you love the most. Your breathy moan gets lost in his mouth.
The next minute he's overshadowing you, whilst you are uncomfortably lying in the backseat of your car. As if you are so wet is not enough, his deep dark gaze on you makes you weak on your knees. The sweat trickles down shining in the dim light like diamonds on your skin, with his oh-so-intense look.
Your fingers pull his pierced nipples, while his one hand is now on your waist holding you tightly. The other is on your ass tapping it gently, gesturing you to follow his lead as he's hoisting your loose tee up, placing kisses on your neck to your lobe. A moan slips out of your lips, with your bare skin under his gaze when he throws your tee at the back which hit the window and slides down.
You both quickly slip out of your remaining clothes.
"Eyes on me, princess", he says his hands find purchase on your ass and grab them. His nipples are still between your fingers, caressing them.
He pulls you as your legs wrap around his waist, his member just an inch away, he leans down, "enough played with mine," he takes your nipples between his teeth, "now I'll play with yours", with his muffled voice. How would he not? Probably his favourite business. Biting your nipples, plucking them out as your moans give him two p's - peace and pleasure. Your moans overshadowed the rhythmic dulcet of waves and the rain.
Your back arches off the uncomfortable seat as he pulls your nipples with his teeth and your moans escape, flooding up the car. He holds his thick veiny dick, rubbing the precum all over his member before shoving it inside you. He traces your slit softly with his other hand. He uses his fingers to part your lips careful to not startle you, as if uncovering the food cloche from his favourite dish. He pulls your clitoris keeping it between his index and middle finger, pulling it hard, and looking intently at you, you arch your back. Moans only louder this time.
He runs his shaft between your folds, teasing you but never sliding it in.
"JUNGKOOK..." you whine,
"You sound desperate" he whispers.
Without many words... Fucking under the sky is making him crazy just like you... Is what you think?
He slides his thick veiny member inside your opening, even in the dark he knows where it is... knows every inch of your skin. He's balls deep inside you, you gasp for breath before he cuts you off and slides his tongue into your mouth navigating every corner of your mouth. But he never stops ramming his dick into your tight pussy.
"You're so fu-- ckin tight princess", he says between kisses his words getting lost in your mouth.
Your hands on his back scratching his skin, and just the way you scratch him is enough to let him know how good is he fucking you. His member diving deep inside of you. The grip of your legs tightens around his waist. He's biting every inch of your neck, and you could already envision the marks on your neck that he's going to adore on the drive back to your home. He's rocking his hips deeply into you.
He adores how your tumbles out from your lips and you lick your dry lips over and over again. He's ramming his cock deep inside your pussy. He hits the sweet spot for the seventh time if your memory serves you and your back arches back, a moan escapes your lips filling the car with your sonorous sensuous moans.
"Fuck you feel so good around me," he hisses.
"Baby I can't hold it anymore" you whimper between your moans as he hit that soft spot for the eighth time. Your eyes shuts taking every drop of the pleasure he's offering you.
Your pussy clenching around his dick and cries only growing louder flowing out of your mouth just to fill his heart and the car. His grip around your waist tightens at the clenching of your pussy around him, as he shuts his eyes.
"Fuck, cum princess." He can feel you on the edge now. He groaned looking deeply with his dark eyes into your eyes which are barely open, "eyes on me princess."
You open your eyes like a shot and the clenching of your pussy only tightens. His hips ramming deeply, couldn't contain, "cum".
"Jungkooook, aaahh fuck" you let go, your nails dipping into his back.
"Are you ready princess," his breathy whispers are no less than the waves dulcet.
You nod, "Yes baby fill me up", panting hard after you realise.
Paying heed to your green flag, he cums inside of you, filling you up with his warm cum. Your walls clenching around his member. As he dips his head at the crook of your neck blanketing your body with his - his warm breath tingles your skin. Your hand softly brushes his dark hair.
"Now that's a first", you chuckle into his ear.
"What princess?" His voice mixed with exhaustion and beseech.
"Sex in the car,"
Sex in every possibly uncomfortable position, that's a norm.
"soon planning for the second trip... This was on my bucket list, sex under the sky, kiss in rain--" he pauses and leans back, a vague look on his face "DID YOU READ MY BUCKET LIST!" His voice increased two folds.
"N-- Noo" you stutter.
He looks at the peak of your bud, and pulls it between his fingers, "really? Princess" you move a little with his touch.
"Yea I did.."
He leans down placing a gentle kiss on your lips as he chuckles. He picks his shirt from the bag. "Get up princess wear this, and let's move out." He places a kiss on your forehead, and you nod.
He moves out only in his tropical print waist shorts, hands in his pocket taking a lungful of the ocean breeze.
Wearing his shirt which ends a little above your knees and your thongs. You move out, taking the most special gift for his birthday with you, hiding it behind just not to let him know until the right time. You look up at the now clear sky. You admire the junction of the ocean and the moon.
The never-ending ocean seems like the love in your heart for him - never-ending. The beating sound of waves is calming your soul. The rain stopped a few hours ago. Probably when you two were wrapped around each other. Looking at the sky it seems eight in the evening.
You two make your way to the place where you ... Kissed, sitting down beside each other, your head leaning on his shoulder. You both intently look at the moon. Your heart pounding inside your chest, thinking about how to do it... You did everything so smoothly today but this one... This one is special for you both.
"You made my day special y/n..."
"Kookie. I have some-- something for you"
You pick the box from your left, open it up in front of him picking out the ring. You look at him, his now teary eyes on you looking at you with so much love in them.
"Jungkook, do you remember... Uh just go back to the Christmas night-- you proposed to me? asked me to spend the rest of my life with you. That you do not want to introduce me to your friends as your girlfriend but as your wife....." You pause tears burning your eyes, containing them only burning your throat, "I apologize I didn't answer you then, though my heart was yelling at me to just utter a yes my lips were frozen... I apologize kookie though it took me longer to build up the courage to say a Yes to spending my life forevermore beside my best friend... I'm so so fortunate I guess that I have you by my side... My love, my best friend"....your voice quaver, his eyes never leaving you, "I apologize for the blunder I did then, but now I'm very much clear, and now I'm here with you beside the ocean, under the starry sky with the moon as our witness... promising you that I'll stay with you in every stormy and cloudless situation of our life..." you harrumph, hands shivering, "Will You Marry Me Mr. Jeon Jungkook.." your heart is going to explode any minute now... He's not saying a word since you started speaking. A tear escapes your eyes falling on your cheeks, he quickly wipes them off with his thumb.
"Yes yes yes hundreds of times yes if you'd ask me, now I'm speechless... I know why you were when I asked" he chuckles.
You take his hand in yours and put a ring on his ring finger. He takes your hand and places a peck on it.
"kookie wait here I'm coming" you rise up and quickly stroll towards the car.
Retreating with a bottle of Vigor Sangiovese in one hand and a cupcake with a cute candle on the crown of it.
You sit beside him, keeping the bottle down, and you light up the candle. "Make a wish kookiiee" you chuckle. Taking your hand in his, closing his eyes, "my only wish since I fell in love with you, is to marry you and start our little family together", and he blows the candle. Your heart skipped beating after beating as if it stopped beating after his confession.
After having the cupcake and wine. You both lie down under the starry sky on the dry sand as the cool waves tickle your feet. Your head on his tattooed arms, stargazing is one of your favourite hobbies you two always wanted to do.
"Hey, I have never asked you this," his eyes were still in the sky as if counting the stars.
"Uhh hmm," placing your palm on his chest feeling his heartbeats.
"What do you think of having our-- our baby you know in future?" He stutters
"What--"
"No no nothing nevermind I'm being --"
"Noo kookie please continue I always wanted us to talk about this if you ask me." You look into his eyes
"y/n aahh, I'm scared though i don't know how will you react over this, never ever we discussed about the idea of us being pregnant, having our own baby... Like do you want to have kids or --"
"oh my love ever since I accepted you, accepted you as my partner, ever since then, I have two dreams one to marry you and two to have our kids" you chuckle the excitement in your eyes only mirroring your heart.
"Oh y/n really! Let's do this like right now,"
"Kookie your next birthday, you'll enjoy it beside me and your daughter" your chest bubbles with love for the picture at the back of your head.
"Not your ours, princess." He places a gentle kiss on your hair.
"I'm already picturing you changing a lot of dirty diapers shortly." You chuckle uproariously teasing him to the core.
"yaah I won't mind that though", he brushes your lips with his thumb and kisses you on them.
He leans back, eyebrows furrow, "Do you think I'll make a good father?"
"The best, kookie who'll ruin our kids by baking the cookies cupcakes for them."
© 𝐥𝟎𝐦𝐥𝐣𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 - 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲/ 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭/ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞. All rights reserved.
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a collection of my fics from april 2022 onwards. all writing has 18+ content, minors dni. pre 2022 fics can be found here on my old masterlist. banners by the very talented @koorie - thank u so much!
TAG LIST INFORMATION
Jeon Jungkook x Reader Series
Over The Odds | ceo!jungkook, sugardaddy!jungkook
smut, angst, fluff, drama, rich au, series completed
Against The Odds | ceo!jungkook, attorney!taehyung
smut, angst, fluff, drama, love triangle, ongoing
Stay With Me | exhusband!jungkook, singledad!jungkook
angst, fluff, smut, drama, co parenting au, completed
Her | bestfriend!jungkook, tattooatrist!jungkook
angst, fluff, smut, drama, friends to lovers au, ongoing
Ride Or Die | mafiaboss!jungkook, slightyandere!jungkook
smut, angst, fluff, drama, toxic relationship au, ongoing
To Be Damned | demon!jungkook, witch!reader
smut, angst, fluff, drama, fantasy au, college au, temp hiatus
Pi Gasu | vampire!jungkook, blooddonor!reader
smut, angst, fluff, drama, fantasy au, ongoing
Jeon Jungkook X Reader Oneshots
Happy Birthday Loser | roommate!jungkook, 8k [M]
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☆♡ JUNGKOOK FIC RECS ♡☆
this is a list of my favorite jungkook fics! most of these contain smut so no minors allowed. please show your love to all these amazing authors :) !!
a - angst f - fluff s - smut
SERIES
Birds by @missbickerbocker a f s strangers to lovers au (Doctor!Jungkook x TravelBlogger!Reader)
Summary - In Jungkook's world stability is key. He knows what exactly is expected of him as head doctor of Seoul's ER Unit. But when an unfortunate collision lands him at your bedside in his own ER unit, his stable world starts to shift. — the angst, the sexual tension, everything about this is just perfect!! doctor jk 😭🙌🏻
Gradation by @shina913 a f s bestfriend to lovers au fwb slow burn (Bestfriend!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - On your wedding day your fiancé leaves you at the altar. While reeling from embarrassment and heartbreak, your bestfriend, Jungkook, wants to do everything that he can to help you heal. — i remember coming back to this fic again and again because the entire storyline in itself was so comforting, everyone around oc was so caring and jungkook especially made my heart burst in this one!
Friday nights and takeout by @ahundredtimesover a f s strangers to friends to lovers (Idol!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - You meet pop star/idol Jeon Jungkook at the café, you get close, and as Hyejin says, you’re like friends with benefits without the sex. But you’re bad at feelings and so is he — i love love love cute happy endings. there was a lot of scolding eachother but their dynamic itself was just endearing 🤧💖 @ahundredtimesover 's other works are also wonderful! you won't be disappointed checking them out!
Lost Stars by @yoongiofmine a f s strangers to friends to lovers au slow burn (Idol!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - Jungkook was lost. He didn’t know who he was anymore, so he decided to leave and find himself. But he wasn’t expecting to find you along the way, an island girl who has no idea who he is. Jungkook has a secret. But so do you. — i read this in one sitting because it was so interesting! the twists in this story kept me engaged, i felt like i was in a movie.
Coquet by @shina913 a f s fake dating au strangers to lovers (Escort!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - On your brother's wedding, you dread traveling to see your family–whom you have successfully avoided for over a year after moving across the country for work. In an effort to save face, you hire an escort to get them off your back and perhaps even make your ex–who happens to be the best man–a little jealous. — another one by @shina913 because i can't get enough of their writing! the angst, fluff, smut everything was balanced so well. top notch literally. sexy escort jungkook made me get on my knees no joke 🙌🏻🤧
Once You Realize by @kooala a f s friends to lovers idol au (Idol!Jungkook x Idol!Reader)
Summary - Seeing your friend regularly turned out to be difficult because of your colliding schedules, but seeing him again after a couple of months something about the way you thought about Jungkook seemed to have shifted. If only you wouldn’t have started getting close with someone else before you had realized how you felt about your best friend — this indeed is the cutest falling in love story! it's a slowburn but not overwhelming. sjdhjsjs it's just adorable 🥲
ONESHOTS
In which drabble series by @onlyswan a f s established relationship au (Idol!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - this is the cutest collection drabbles of boyfriend jungkook!! i recommend all of the installments, the writing is perfect, it's packed with perfectly illustrated details and vivid emotions and you can feel the love radiate from them 🥹 Art is by far my favorite writer on here 🙌🏻 these are a few of my personal favs from the installments -
in which jungkook comes home drunk but bam can’t speak f wc: 2.6k
— no because drunk jk is a menace and we all know it. this was so chaotic and fluffy it made me want to scream!!!
in which jungkook stumbles with his new pair of eyes f wc: 2.8k
— jungkook with glasses. my weakness. but this was so cute and fluffy! it's his little journey figuring out how to handle his glasses with oc!
in which jungkook is giving up on you but you have so much love left to give a f s wc: 8.3k
— this is actually a angsty one but it shows their ups and downs as a couple and gives more insight into their relationship!
The Boy with Galaxies in his Eyes by @oddinary4bts a f s wc: 52.9k strangers to fwb to lovers au (Idol!Jungkook x TattooArtist!Reader)
Summary - you had never thought the night sky could be found in someone’s eyes. That is, until you met Jeon Jungkook and his gravity pulled you in. Will he crush you with the galaxies in his eyes, or will you learn to explore his worlds and make them yours? — this has a LOT of angst, i won't lie i cried a few times reading this too. the character growth in this was just so phenomenonal. i go back a lot to this and read it again and again just to re-live the story. and ofc the smut is an amazing add on toooo 😭🙌🏻
My babysitters a quarterback by @ohpretty-baby a f wc: 30k enemies to lovers high-school au (Quarterback/Babysitter!Jungkook x Cheerleader!Reader)
Summary - after getting cheated on by the star of the hockey team, park jimin, your life (as expected) goes downhill. what you don’t expect is your parents being skeptical of whether or not you’re a good older sibling for your sister. you also don’t expect them to call jeon jungkook—the person you hate most—to babysit the two of you.
or, alternatively: jungkook babysits you even though the two of you are the same age. — i love this so much oh my goshhhhh this is one of the fics which will make you laugh and cry at the same time. it's fluffy and their dynamic is absolutely adorable. it's sooooo beautifully written!! :))
Spring will come again by @baepsaesbae a f s wc: 10.9k strangers to lovers au (Photographer!Jungkook x Baker!Reader)
Summary - Springtime generally brings new beginnings, but being stuck in a small town all your life means nothing ever changes. Finally, something, or rather, someone, stumbles into your life. Can this shy boy manage to change your life forever? — everything in this just feels so warm and comforting and jk is so sweet and so precious in here. there's angst but a very cute happy ending. the writing was so well done and so well articulated!! <333
Safety Net by @pradaksj (TWO-SHOT) a f s enemies to friends to lovers roommates au (Boxer!Jungkook x Reader)
Summary - On new year’s eve, you and jungkook reflect on each other’s entire year together. — this is one of my favorite fics ever. it's hilarious and emotional at the same time. both are literally the definition of dumb and dumber 😭 @pradaksj did a lovely job at illustrating their relationship progression. boxer jk just has my entire heart 😵💫🙌🏻
Be-Ghoul-Ment by @dokyeomin f wc: 10.1k idiots to lovers university au (Blonde!Jungkook × Reader)
Summary - [beguilement (noun): an entertainment that provokes pleased interest and distracts you from worries and vexations] --- You hate haunted houses more than you’ve ever hated anything. You don’t understand the appeal. But this Halloween, you decide you might hate Kim Taehyung even more. — the cutest fic ever! jk and oc both being a nervous wreck in this was so relatable 😭, and I loved the side friendships with Taehyung and Hobi. It was so sweetly crafted and left me feeling happy inside.
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!bestfriend Jungkook that buys you snacks at the nearest convenience store when he knows you’re feeling under the weather because of course he does. He won’t even hesitate to grab every single snack in an aisle if it means turning your frown into a smile <3
!bestfriend Jungkook that walks to your apartment daily after practice no matter how late/early it is because he knows with even your presence he’ll be fully energized all over again
!bestfriend Jungkook that follows right behind you when your friends ask you to go to the club with them. They’re not even surprised when they spot you walking towards them with Jungkook to your right. He follows to keep you safe and sound. Or so he says.
!bestfriend Jungkook that watches your every move when his hyung walks into the studio to make sure you’re attention to Eunwoo isn’t more than he’d like. His love for Eunwoo is endearing and he’d do almost anything for his brother. Key word: almost. Jungkook doesn’t need to lose you to Eunwoo so when he walks in, greeting you as Jungkook is finishing up recording, Jungkook grabs all his items in record time along with your hand and guides the two of you out of the building and to your apartment.
!bestfriend Jungkook that doesn’t know how to react when you talk to him about your coworker that has had a crush on you since you first applied to the job. The feeling in his chest confused him in the sense that he doesn’t exactly know why it hurts when his name is brought up.
“Can we change the subject?”
“Oh sure is something wrong?” You ask with concern all over your face.
Shaking his head he replies, “No I just want to move on from this subject,”
You nod before cuddling back into him and resuming the movie you were both previously watching before you interrupted with your story.
!bestfriend Jungkook that doesn’t know he’s in love with you and that his feelings are reciprocated.
“You’re pretty,” he watched you walk out of the dressing room into the private room he booked a few weeks ago wearing a pink dress you've had your eye on for who knows how long.
Jungkook would have bought it for you had you not straight up threatened him to not speak to him for a week because the dress is expensive.
"...and you're a liar,"
"What? How am I lying?" he replies staring at your smile that was simply for him before it fades.
"I don't know if I like it anymore," you frown a bit looking in the mirror not really liking the way it wraps around your body.
"What do you mean? You look beautiful, Y/N," he replies staring at you through the mirror.
You stare back at him for a split second before shaking your head slightly and making your way back to the dressing room before a hand wraps around wrist.
"You look absolutely gorgeous and I will remind you of that every day if I have to," his hands are now on your shoulders and his face is closer than ever.
You stare at his eyes that you've admired every chance you get and his lips you always wanted to feel.
He begins to lean in closer to the point that you feel his warm breath when he exhales.
"Is there anything needed in here?" you hear before you back away staring at the floor.
Jungkook remains where he was with a smirk on his face before looking at the consultant.
"We'll take this dress. Just put it on my card," he says
"Absolutely I'll be back in a minute to pack it up for you," she smiles and pulls the curtain back to the way it was before. You hear her heels fade further and further away.
You clear your throat, "I'm going to change," you say walking back to the dressing room.
Jungkook smiled watching you walk away and realizing you completely did not notice he would be the one purchasing the dress for you.
I guess now he would just have to hope you would still speak to him.
#jungkook imagine#jungkook fluff#jeon jungkook#jungkook fic#jungkook x reader#jungkook x oc#jeon jungkook x reader
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Dear Namjoon | 10
✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content
✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,slow burn
✧ synopsis; You're sent to live with your father and older brother. only that your older brother is in a band called BTS. you meet jimin's friends and automatically get tangled with one of his band members. you're relationship has to be kept a secret but for how long can you keep it that way?
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Jimin didn't forget to give me an earful when the guys left. Talking about serial killers, and how I was pretty enough to get kidnapped.
I was a hundred percent if I got kidnapped this brother of mine would probably find me no matter what. so that's the least of my worries.
Once the guys said they were leaving, I went to say goodbye and it was weird.
Everyone was cheerful but jungkook. He didn't even say bye, he just stared at me. I began to feel nervous, he did walk in when we were upstairs...did he hear us? But he would've said something to jimin. I know he would. but then again I might just be over thinking it.
I could feel how the day where jimin would find out about namjoon and me was getting close.
the next day at school, my assumptions were correct. Jungkook would stare at namjoon and me constantly. but his glare towards me was harsher than the one towards namjoon. and namjoon was totally oblivious to his glares.
it was fucking annoying. leaving the rooftop earlier than I would, was the only option I had and I think that brat was going aiming for that.
"y/n, are you writing more letters too?" the girls from last time walk up to me. box full of envelopes this time too
"uh sure.." they handed me green ones this time. putting them away, I sat on my desk listening to the teacher talk.
taking out an envelope I open it and take the card out.
Dear Namjoon,
Do you think I have panties right now?
chuckling at my note I slide the card back in the envelope and write babe on the front as always and addressing it to namjoon.
I write cards for the other members as well, making sure to write words of encouragement. I wrote a separate one to jungkook. I tried to talk to him in the morning but he totally blew me off.
Jungkook,
Why are you mad at me? Did I do something to upset you?
closing the envelope I write Amiga meaning friend in Spanish. After class I walked to the same station and dropped the letters into the box.
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"There's more and more letters each time" hoseok says the desk got over flowed by letters addressed to him.
"i know, isn't it exciting" jimin smiles as he opens another letter
"i'm gonna save these again, and give it to the others later" namjoon wraps rubber bands around yoongi's and seokjin's letters, putting them in his bag
I look at jungkook as he picks up the a green letter, he reads it with an excited face so i knew damn well it wasn't mine.
"there's a talent show here, in three weeks we should perform as a way of thanking everyone" namjoon speaks up. everyone agreed.
i kept glancing between namjoon and jungkook waiting for either one of them to grab my letter. my wait finally ended when namjoon grabbed the last green card from his pile. he turns it around and reads babe, not missing it this time.
he looks up at me, before turning the card to open it. he reads it and raises a brow, clearly intrigued. he looks at my thighs and grins.
my dumb ass got all excited and I became a smiling idiot. that i completely forgot all about jungkook. The moment i turn to look at him, he had my card in his hand. his brows frowned and he looks up. I stopped smiling, he was angry. and his looked confirmed he was angry at me.
namjoon must've not seen him since he reached for his bag to put the card away.
jungkook gets up from the desk and walks over to me "y/n, i need help with my homework"
"oh? um.." i look at everyone and see how they were all talking amongst themselves. "ok..what's the homew-"
"i left it in my locker, will you come with me?" i nod, getting up from my seat. I follow him without saying anything else because he was already mad at me.
as we walked to the door namjoon turned to look at us, but he didn't get up to follow us.
we kept walking for a good while "jungkook we're away from the lockers, we aren't even in the school anymore" I tell him as we pass the field. I continued to follow him but I was starting to feel weird.
"we're going somewhere no one can hear us, the supply shed should be fine" and that made me stop walking
"why?" I look behind him, the supply shed wasn't far from us.
he stops walking to turn and look at me, he eyed me before staring into my eyes. he was so angry it radiated from his body, i could feel it. "to talk about how namjoon is fucking you and you're letting him knowing you can ruin everything we've worked so hard on"
my breath hitched Once he finished his sentence, I was shocked to hearing him talk to me like that.
"I don't see why it involves you , i'm leaving" My goal was to walk away, but this asshole grabbed my arm gripping onto my wrist "it involves me because i'm in the group. I thought you knew you're brother well"
"i do know my brother" i try to shake him off but his grip was strong
"then you know he holds grudges and never looks back."
"jungkook you're overreacting, nothing is going to happen to the group. when he finds out, he'll laugh about it I swear" My eyes were tearing up from the pressure on my wrist. "lets talk over there, people are coming"
"no, i don't want to. let me go"
"you made me do this, keep that in mind" pulling me towards him he lifts me up over his shoulder, he grips my thighs as i hang off his shoulder
"Jungkook are you fucking crazy?! put me down" I yell at him, hitting his back as he starts walking to the shed. I keep yelling his name until I felt a slap on my ass making me gasp.
"what the fuck, touch me again like that and i'm telling namjoon" i pull his hair
"then shut the fuck up and stay still" he uses his other hand to open the door to the shed, closing it behind him. he finally puts me down, I stumble on my own and fall backwards. "what the fuck jungkook, you can't just pick people up how ever the fuck you want only cause you can" I can feel how my cheeks are hot, The bitch caught me off guard, how dare he smack my ass.
he brushes his hair back, and stares at me. "break up with namjoon, make it as if it never happened"
"what? why!"
"i thought you were smart, yet you keep asking the same shit" he reaches down towards me, grabbing my arms he puts me on my feet but holding me in place "once you break up with him he'll get over it. he always does, he's dated half the girls from his grade level and yours"
pushing his arms away I put a distance between us "i don't fucking care who he's dated, grow up jungkook. a small fucking fight between the group isn't gonna destroy it" I slap his hands away from me
"you don't fucking understand, we aren't just a group of friends. we want to debut together. we actually have a meaning and future. not like you. a virgin who finally had sex and is obsessed with the first guy who fucked her. jimin said he told you why not to get with namjoon, especially him, and you clearly ignored it" he was angry, I could see how the vein from his forehead was forming as he talked harsh to me. He walked towards me, I kept taking steps back
"touch me again and i'm seriously gonna tell namjoon" I point at him, my voice betrayed me as it cracked while i spoked, making him scoff at my threats
my back hits the wall, he cages me there as his hand is against the wall right next to my face "have sex with someone else, you'll see there isn't anything special about it. stop being a wall in the way of our success" my heart was beating against my chest, as my eyes teared up "get the fuck away from me" I manage to say.
"you have till the end of the month to break up with namjoon"
"you won't do shit anyways" I was cursing at myself for crying right now, tears stained my cheeks. I was looking weak in front of his bitch.
"i'll tell jimin"
"that's bullshit on a stick" he scoffs at my words "really? you think it is"
"yes, you wouldn't say shit because you just said it'll ruin everything" he smirks at my words
"i'm so fucking tired of you, you know that. why don't you ever just shut up huh"
"i'm not gonna ask you again after this, Get The Fuck Away From Me" I push my hands against his chest but he doesn't budge
"I wonder how namjoon deals with you, he hates when people are fucking cocky" he chuckles "but then again he can just shut your pretty little mouth a different way huh" his hand gets close to my face, making me flinch. I shut my eyes, all I feel is him wipe my tears. he leans his face towards my ear "if you need someone else to show you that sex isn't fucking special then just tell me and i'll show you"
raising my hand I slap him across his face "talk to me like that again, touch me without my permission and i'll tel-"
"you'll tell namjoon, i know" he steps back, unbothered by the stinging on his cheek
"no, i'll tell jimin"
the stupid grin on his face fell "really? and are you gonna tell him why I brought you here to begin with"
"i'll tell him everything, I don't give a fuck. touch me or talk to me in any way that's disrespectful and he's gonna kick your ass" pushing him to the side I walk to the door, pulling it to the side I walk out. I look at my wrist, seeing how it was a bit red, and I could feel the stinging on my ass. stupid bastard hit me hard.
I walk towards the building, trying to stop myself from crying even more. The bells rang and I was aggravated, my shit was in my locker and I left my phone with jimin.
I walk to my locker, and jimin was there leaning against it "hey, where were you....why are you crying?" he gets off my locker, cupping my cheeks "what's wrong, where did you go? where's jungkook"
"it's nothing" i open my locker, taking my bag out
"where's jungkook? I saw you leave with him"
"i helped him with his homework, and then he left" stupid bastard you're lucky i can't tell him right now
"what?"
"i wanted to be alone" i grab my phone from his hand "wait but that doesn't explain why your crying"
"I miss mom okay" I yell at him, catching him off guard
"y/n.." i shut the locker
"we'll talk at home alright" and I walk away from him leaving him worried by my locker
Jimin told everyone or just namjoon that I was crying because he texted me not long after the next class had started.
he asked me if I was alright, and if i wanted to ditch class and meet where we always did. but I honestly just wanted to be alone.
jungkook the kid who looked like he was so fucking friendly turned to be a bitch, I felt disrespected. I had done nothing wrong. And the way he treated me made me feel like shit. I was ready to have a whole break down here in class.
I tried to pay attention to the teacher but my ass hurts as I sit where he hit me.
why did he have to have such a heavy hand.
I grab my bag and close my book. getting up from the desk, i walk out the room. ignoring the calls from my teacher.
I walk down the hall, going towards the exit that faced the parking lot. I take out my phone and call the one person i never thought I would need
"hello?" my dad was confused, why wouldn't he be. I've never called him. I was quiet, not knowing what to say.
"hello?"
"y/n?"
"y/n? what's wrong? why aren't you answering"
i covered my mouth as tears flowed out my eyes "dad" my voice cracks and he hears that i'm crying
"y/n what's wrong?" his voice filled with worry
"can you please come pick me up"
"what? where's jimin"
"in class, please don't call him"
"y/n i-"
"dad please just do this for me, please come get me I'm fucking shaking"
Growing up I never had a dad to pick me up when I fell, I didn't have anyone to go to when I was getting bullied. My mom was always busy and this man wanted nothing to do with me. During events my mom would show up but everyone else had a dad. I was a outcast.
All does things were childish, falling down. I learned I could get up on my own. When someone bullied me, I learned how to fight back. When someone called me names, I learned to turn the other cheek. I didn't have to hold anyones hand to cross the street. And i learned to treasure myself.
but how do I learn to let go when someone disrespects me the way jungkook did. telling namjoon would just start a fight, telling jimin wouldn't make a difference. ]
Wouldn't I just be the problem.
If I had listened to jimin none of this would've happened.
"i'm coming alright" his voice brought me back from my pathetic thoughts
"thanks dad"
he didn't take long to get to school. once i got in the car he texts jimin, letting him know that he picked me up.
jimin calls him right after he sees the message but my dad didn't answer. putting his phone on the cup holder on silent. I did the same thing.
"home?" he asks as he kept his eyes on the road
"i don't wanna go home"
"then we don't go home..have you eaten?"
"no"
"do you want to eat?" i stared out my window "no"
"i'll take you somewhere, that i hope helps you feel better"
I fell asleep as he drove to who knows where.
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"wake up" he taps my shoulder, I look up. squinting my eyes as the sudden light makes them sting.
And the sound of water makes me sit up. He brought me to the beach. "we brought you here when you learned to walk. around this time of the year, the turtles come out to do their nest and lay eggs"
I pull the door handle, stepping out of the car. the beach was empty. it was just my dad and me hearing the sound of the waves hit the shore.
"when you were small, you ran around chasing the crabs. we told you not to touch them and you didn't listen. you grabbed it and threw the crab at jimin" he laughs "your mom said you were gonna be troublesome"
" I didn't interpret that from your actions, I just thought you were gonna be fearless" I stare at my dad as he looks at the water "I don't know what upset you this bad, but you shouldn't run from it"
"you can tell me, and i'll fix it" he looks at me, and i've never seen him more serious than now. even when he tells me to go cover up more when he doesn't like my outfits.
"I had a project once, they asked me to say a special moment i had with my dad in front of the class. and bring some thing that reminded me of it" I take my shoes off leaving them in the car, I walk to water.
"y/n the water is cold" he calls out
the water covers my feet as I get to the shore, I look around and find two shells that looked the same. walking back to my dad i grab his hand, putting one of the shells on his palm
"i didn't have something back then, i'm glad I do now" we stayed quiet for the rest of the time we were there. He helped me rinse my feet of the sand. And I just sat on the hood of the car. looking out at the water, jungkook didn't cross my mind once.
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Behind Those Connection | bestfriend!jungkook au 05
⭢ pairing: jungkook x reader
⭢ genre: fluff, bestfriend!jungkook
⭢ warnings: introvert jk, future family problems, jk prefers to be alone
⭢ word count: 2.4k
summary: in which you are the only friend that jungkook has
parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4
You've been staring at the window as the sun rises. You have also experienced light-headedness even before the sun has risen and you tried to close your eyes to endure it. Last night was one hell of a sleepless night and the only thing that keeps running in your head was what happened between you and Jungkook. Jungkook hasn't returned since last night and honestly, you wanted to follow him because you're worried sick but before you even do that, Namjoon messaged you asking why Jungkook is sleeping in their room. After a few moments, you heard the doorbell ring and you were expecting it to be Jungkook but you heard Namjoon calling your name. You slowly stood up and looked at the wall clock. It's still 7 in the morning.
"Good morning." Namjoon greeted as he entered the room while plastering his smile but you do not have the energy to smile back because you felt so sick. "Did you even sleep?" He asked as he entered your room and you sat on the side of the bed.
"Can't sleep." You answered as you covered your face with your palm.
"So what did you and Jungkook fight about?" He asked and you didn't even bother to reply. Because of your dizziness, you decided to lie down covering yourself with the comforter.
"We should be having our breakfast right now so we can leave at 8am but with your state, I don't think we'll be following the original plan." He said. "Everyone is asleep though."
"Why are you even up so early?" Your voice is husky.
"I follow the scheduled plan." As you expect him to say because he's basically Kim Namjoon.
"Where's Jungkook?" You slightly removed the cover of the comforter in your face so you can see Namjoon and he's in front of the sliding door going to the veranda adoring the view that’s in front.
"Sleeping. He knocks in the middle of the night asking if he can sleep with us. Seokjin was already sleeping so I was the only one awake." He glanced at you before he walked to the countertop to brew a coffee. "Do you want some coffee?"
"No. I'll try to sleep." And you faced the opposite side.
"Aren't you going to tell me what happened? Jungkook also didn't even want to tell me the reason."
"Just wake me up if we're about to leave. My head felt like cracking. I fucking need to sleep."
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You don't know how you will approach your best friend and now you don't know how to handle the awkwardness between the two of you. When you wake up from your sleep, it's already 10 in the morning and as you open your eyes, the first thing you see is the back of Jungkook who's arranging his things. You don't know how to start a conversation with him hence, both of you ended up not saying a word which is awkward but it's much better than saying something you'd actually regret.
The thing that made it worse is when your friends notice the tension and distance between the two of you. You don't want to put him in the spotlight where your friends nag him but it’s something you can't control which made you decide to approach him before the day ends. You wanted to fix things between the two of you and hopefully, he also does. But you had a little grudge against him for not even giving you a single glance and completely ignoring you but you've realized that it's partly your fault.
You and your friends left Cebu City going to Bantayan Island at 1 o'clock in the afternoon. It was not a good plan to travel from the city to the island in the afternoon because there is no available boat or ship to ride and everyone is having their lunch time so you've waited for almost two hours before there is an available ride.
Reaching Bantayan Island is breathtaking because of its wonderful scenery and crystal clear ocean and it somehow gives you a peace of mind. The sun is too bright and the weather is too hot but it didn't stop your friends from running into the water as soon as they had the chance. You were at the cottage while your friends were having a dip under the sun. And your best friend? He's nowhere to be found.
You were laying down in the beach lounger and you decided to get up. You're wearing your bikini and as you stand up, you cover your waist with the scarf that you have. You wanted to enjoy the day but there's the thing in your mind that prevents it and you know the reason why.
You immediately walk towards the cabin you rented and silence greeted you. No one was in the living room so you decided to check out the room but before you even went upstairs, you bumped at the stone chest of someone and when you looked up, you saw Jungkook holding a can of… beer? In the afternoon?
You didn't realize that both of you were having a staring contest until he looked down at your body before he looked away. You suddenly feel conscious of your body and you realize that your outfit is not the appropriate attire for the situation.
He passed you and before he even walked away, you spoke. "H-hey."
You looked behind and he stopped walking but he didn't look back. You bite your lower lip and brush your palm on your right upper arm. You take a deep breath because your heart starts to beat rapidly.
"Can… Can we talk? About last night?" You speak softly because you weren't sure if you're doing it right, however, the next thing that he did made your heart sink.
"Namjoon is actually waiting for me." He didn't even look behind to see you before he finally walked away.
You became blank when he left you. You don't know how long you've been standing and you've been processing what just happened.
You didn't expect him to approach you with warm hugs but you also didn't expect him to leave like that either.
Before you can even recover, you heard footsteps entering the cabin.
"y/n, Jimin's been calling you a hundred times and I don't want to answer it so I just went here." Namjoon said while holding your phone.
You slowly grab your phone from him and when you press the power button, there's a lot of messages coming from Jimin and a few missed calls including from yesterday. You didn't notice his messages and calls because you're actually preoccupied up until now.
"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked softly when he stared at you but you didn't respond and proceeded to read Jimin's messages.
From Jimin:
I stopped by at the cafe where we went before I go home hahaha
Kinda miss you tbh
y/n???
:/
I hope you're enjoying your day!
Hey?
Those are just messages from yesterday and there are more. You wanted to call him back but you were not in the mood so you just left a simple message.
To Jimin:
Hi Jimin! Sorry for not replying to all of your messages and answering your calls.
We just encountered a problem so I haven't used my phone often. But everything's fine. You don't have to worry.
I'm sorry that I can't call you right now because the wifi signal is poor
TTYL :)))
You threw your phone at the couch in the living room and you let yourself fall there before you sigh.
"y/n, you can tell me your problem. You've been like this since yesterday. Seriously, what's wrong?" Namjoon sat beside you before you looked at him.
"I thought you'd been waiting for Jungkook?"
"Uhh yeah? He said he's going to get some beer so I said to also get me one. Ice cold beer is perfect for the weather." You suddenly rolled your eyes.
"Namjoon, it's freaking 30 degrees out there. Beer will only warm you up."
"Yeah but it's cold." He raises his can.
You didn't respond. The whole situation is frustrating you and you just wanted to have some fun from this mini vacation but guess what? It only fucked you up.
"C'mon y/n. Is this about Jungkook?"
"I don't know. I tried to talk to him but he just walk the fuck out!" Your voice raised and you covered your face from frustration.
"You can tell me the problem."
You told Namjoon everything that happened yesterday and he actually listened to everything you say. You don't know what to do after Jungkook left you dumbfounded again just like last night and you honestly don't want to approach him for the second time because it will only get on your nerves if he walks out again.
"Maybe it's better if you give him space. He may not be ready to talk to you." He said.
"That's easy to do but we're in a vacation for fuck's sake. Everyone will be affected if we keep on avoiding each other. I just want this to be over." You covered your face using both of your palms.
"You will only make it worse. When you approach him and he walks out again, you'll just end up being more frustrated. I'll tell you."
"Giving each other space is the only option here for the meantime. You cannot hide from him but you cannot also force him to talk to you. Try to set aside your frustration and think about the days that we only left. You don't want this vacation to be wasted, am I right?"
He stands up to get a can of beer inside the fridge and walks back to give it to you.
"Drinking cold beer on a sunny day isn't really bad. Come on and try." You don't have a choice but to take it. After opening the can of beer, he gave you a toast and sat back.
"Does Jungkook have a girlfriend or someone he likes?" He suddenly asked.
"Naaah. He doesn't mention anyone." You take a sip after you answer.
"But do you think he likes someone?"
"I don't think so. He doesn't have other shits to do except playing his video games or reading his book in his free time."
It was actually true though. Except for school and studying, the only thing he does is the thing you've mentioned. He doesn't even go out if it's unnecessary. Sometimes, you use his phone and you haven't seen any suspicious person popping up in his notifications.
"Have you ever crossed your mind that what if he likes you?" You suddenly choked as you were drinking your beer. Namjoon taps your back to prevent you from coughing. After you wipe your mouth, you suddenly laugh.
"What?" Namjoon asked.
"Are you out of your mind?" You said while chuckling.
"What? There's nothing impossible, y/n! Just come think about it. What do you think is the reason why Jungkook is too stunned to speak when he sees Jimin's messages and when he suddenly explodes when Jimin calls you in the middle of your argument with him?"
"You don't understand, joonie–
"He's basically jealous, y/n!" He cut you off.
"That's not it!"
"Then what?"
You didn't respond immediately and you collected yourself before you answered.
"I am the only one he trusts and the only friend he's comfortable with at all times." You started. "He may appear as a straightforward person and says what comes in his mind but when it comes to his true feelings, he prefers not to say it. The only way that I can keep up with what he truly feels is by my observations."
"This is actually the first time he became honest with me about his feelings. You see, I am the only one that he has. You all may be treating him as your friend but he's still building his courage to feel comfortable with all of you. Sometimes, he feels left out and I, as his best friend who’s supposed to be with him on this whole trip, is busy talking to someone else." You sigh.
The thing that you always keep in your mind is, you're the only person he truly trusts and he has no one else except you. You don't want to reach the point where he trusts nobody, even you.
It was a long moment of silence for the both of you before he nodded.
"I get it." He said and finished his can of beer. "But I still believe that his actions scream jealousy." He chuckled.
"Namjoon!"
Before you even have another argument with him, you hear the loud voices entering the cabin.
"Oh my god." You and Namjoon looked behind and you saw your friends as they entered.
"What are you guys doing?" Giselle asked with full of malice.
"Are you two supposed to make out or what?" After Seokjin said that, everyone laughed except Jungkook who's behind your friends.
That's when you realize where those malicious thoughts are coming from. You're still wearing your bikini and the only thing covering you is the scarf around your waist.
"We're actually having a bible study." Namjoon said sarcastically before standing up, getting another can of beer in the fridge.
"So what's the bible verse of the day?"
"Fuck yourself."
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The rest of the day is spent in the cozy cabin where everyone's resting and on their phone. It's been three days since you've arrived in Cebu and you still have two days before going back to Seoul. You'll be spending the next two days here in Bantayan Island doing a lot of water activities. And for now, you'll be resting to prepare for island hopping for tomorrow.
When the night came, you and your friends went to a restaurant to eat your dinner while spending the night by the seashore with a bonfire. Everyone is talking about random stuff and capturing photos to post in their Instagram stories.
You're all sitting in the sand circling the bonfire and Jungkook is in front of you. You got the chance to stare at him because he doesn't give you a single glance and it makes you pout. It looks like he really doesn't care. You took your phone and took a shot of him.
The weight in you is reduced after you've talked to Namjoon and it's good to atleast have someone to listen to you. It seems that Namjoon understands the whole situation so he finds a way to distance the both of you. He's with Jungkook the whole time and he makes sure that he's not left out.
This will be extra special if you have your best friend by your side and create the best moments but unfortunately, things happen.
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heyy, theres this jungkook fic where oc’s bestfriend is dating jungkook but its nthn serious, and then jungkook wishes for a threesome with oc and her bestf on his birthday,, could you help me find it
🌷 I think you’re talking about The Present by @btssmutgalore
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