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Tear You Apart
Pairing: Cha Eunwoo x Black Reader
Song: Tear You Apart by She Wants Revenge
Warnings: smut, angst, and slightly suggestive, p in v, lots of praise but slight degradation, use of the pet names: sweet girl, baby, and doll for the reader and baby for Eunwoo ([plz let me know if i missed something)
Word Count: 1,245
request(?): this is a request by the lovely @blowingcookies
Disclaimers: I do NOT own any of these picture credits to the owners and this is PURE FICTION ALSO UNEDITED
Tag list: @cookiesdiaryx @penny44224 @heeyboooo
“Who was that?” he questioned cold as ice pushing into you slowly making sure that you felt every inch of him. “I- mmmmmm fuck~” you stammered. “Come on sweet girl I know your trying to save him, but you need to fess up.” He said as he began pounding into your desperate cunt, trying to get as much information out of you. What information? you might ask, well A few nights ago you decide to go out partying just to see if you can find someone to mess around with for the night seeing as you got dumped by Eunwoo about 2 months ago.
The club was loud and packed which meant you could definitely find some one that would be ok with a one-night stand or even a sneaky link while you begin to settle into the single life. After smoking the scenery out someone caught your eye, he’s tall, and his eyes are so pretty. The next thing you knew he was kissing you in the middle of the club. “Let me take you somewhere private” he insisted you nodded and let him know that you guys can go to your place because it close. He nodded and few minutes later you guys were out the door.
The next morning you woke up for breakfast and you and him talked about arrangement’s moving forward. You guys were going to strictly fuck and nothing else. Now before anything he wasn’t near as good as Eunwoo, but you need someone just as of right now and he was the closest and prettiest option. He agreed then finished his food while you made the call to Eunwoo asking for some weed since you knew he sold it on the side just for pocket money. He said sure and that he was in the way.
Your link let you know that he had to leave so you walked him out. You guys got each other’s number, and he kissed your cheek as a goodbye. While he was pulling away you noticed a black car parked in front of your place and Eunwoo smoking out of his car window with annoyance practically written on his forehead. You shooed your boy toy away and as soon as he took off you got into Eunwoo’s car.
You know by the way he looked at you that he was fuming you let him burn holes into the side of your head. You didn’t want to look at him because you knew that you wouldn’t leave this car walking straight if you did. He took at breath and let it out while telling you to price he wanted, and you grabbed your wallet spit of your hoodie pocket and gave him the cash. After handing you the bag you reached for the door “Hold it” he demanded you sat back down in the passenger seat mentally cursing to yourself.
“Here” he handed you a pre roll “Share this with me” he said voice laced with guilt, but you could hear something else in there it sounded like longing. You thought about it and decided to share it with him. Maybe you guys could have closure for your relationship. He lit it taking a nice strong hit then passed it to you. After a few more hits and him talking to you about how guilty he felt about leaving you and why he did it. He said that he didn’t want to hurt you with his side hustle and things were getting a little crazy.
You understood completely you knew what you were getting into when you started dating him and he always told you that when shit goes south, he doesn’t want you connect to him in any way. You told him that you were only upset because he didn’t communicate that that was the reason he wanted to break up with you and that you would have understood then and that you understand now. He grabbed your hand caressing it with his thumb and that was the start of everything.
Before you even said the word, he was slamming your house door shut locking it while kissing you like he missed you because he did. He grabbed your hair tugging it to make you look up at him “You know you’re in trouble, right?” He said bluntly you nodded a little confused but pushed all of that aside, you needed him. “Good now jump.” He instructed and you did what you were told. He carried you to your bedroom leaving hickeys wherever he could put them. You bit your lip holding back the moans that were desperate to escape.
Once he laid you down gently, he caressed your throat with his thumb “do you remember your safe word pretty?” he asked with a small bit of concern. “Yeah, I remember it butterflies.” You said reiterating it to him he grinned at you “good girl I’m so proud of you honey.” He praised. You felt a whole zoo in your stomach as you watched him kiss down your body. You squirmed under him, hands running through his hair watching him get lower and lower. “Are you gonna be good and take what I give you?” he questioned and you nodded vigorously “please I need it so bad~” you begged pleading with your eyes.
He smirked that damn smirk that made the hairs on your body stand attention. You knew you were in for a long night and boy were you right. He’d been edging you for about 2 hours now your were babbling but you knew that he wasn’t going to let you cum until he got a name. “What the name doll? I’m not gonna let you sum until I get his name” he insisted slowing down his strokes mentally giving you a few minutes to answer him. “devon, his name is devon now please let me cum” you pleaded and he started speeding up “Did he know that you like you like your right hand behind your head when you fuck because it hits your favorite spot? Huh?”
He asked putting your leg behind your head fucking you deeper and deeper with each stroke “You’re mine do you hear me? I don’t care how many times he made you cum last night you belong to me.” Your face twisted with the overwhelming pleasure running through your body. You shook your head “no shit baby please don’t stop~” you cried “good, god baby I missed you so much” he groaned. You grabbed him slamming his lips on to yours you pulled away arching your back off of the bed “I’m gonna cum baby” your breathing got faster and faster as he sped up “I’m gonna cum too pretty where do you want it?” he asked putting he forehead to your so he could get a better angle of you taking him “inside please~”
He groaned watching your face as you came all over him moaning his name over and over again. That was enough for him, and he came coating your insides with his seed. While he was catching his breath he wouldn’t stop whispering praises to you. Once you caught yours you snuggled up to him “Just promise me something, okay?” you said grabbing his attention “anything” he answered with out a second thought “just promise me you won’t leave me like that again” you said while yawning snuggling further closing your eyes “I promise” he answered.
A/N (before official post): this is a request by the lovely @blowingcookies thank you so so much mwahhh
A/N (after official post): i honestly didn't want to post this in the poor of condition i feel like it needs more work but let me know i just want to make sure i do this justice i hope you like it @blowingcookies ok byeeeee~
dividers cred: @saradika-graphics and @anitalenia
#cha eun woo#cha eunwoo x black reader#eunwoo x black reader#eunwoo#eunwoo x y/n#kpop x black reader#cha eunwoo smut#x black reader
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Hey gurrl I'm new to your blog I absolutely love you stories and was wondering if I could ask one for cha eunwoo I can find an blk female book on him and it frustrating 😭😭
Well the company there are in is hybe
Cha eunwoo is a well established idol and actor while yn is still a trainee that eunwoo fell in love with and as been flirting with but she is an oblivions person so until he told her before she knew. Cha eunwoo age same as current while since yn is a trainee I would say 18
Soo sorry for the long ass quest😘🙏🏾
a/n: omg sorry it took me forever to freaking get to this! Please forgive me. I wrote this in one night so I didn't have much time to check for grammar so I'm deeply sorry for any mistakes.
Eunwoo waits for you after practice. Every day. Always at the door. He waits. The other trainees would playfully poke fun singing KISSING the nursery rhyme as they walk out giggling passing the older male. You're sweaty, your limbs feel like jelly and a tired smile smoothes onto your face every time you see Eunwoo. And damn he loves your smile. It reminds him of the early days of summer when the weather still felt a little nicer.
Sometimes you and Eunwoo didn't need to speak. There was that silent talk that said more. When his eyes said more too but you never notice the way he looked at you. The little pleading behind his dark eyes for you to look at him a little longer and the little hint of love hidden in his irises for you to find.
There's a close enough space between you and Eunwoo as you walk beside him. He intentionally lets the back of his hand brush against yours, just that brief moment of skin-to-skin contact was enough for him though he craved more than that.
“Practice go well?”
“I kept getting the steps wrong again and the teacher scolded me.” you pouted.
Eunwoo pets your head. “Do you want to practice with me?”
He knew the dance by heart. He sometimes watched in on you and other trainees to see how you were progressing.
“Oh...No I know you're super busy preparing for your new drama. I don't want to bother you."
“You won't be,” he said. “You just need someone to fully break everything down to you.”
“Thanks. I'd really appreciate that.”
For you, Eunwoo doesn't mind doing things like this even if his schedule is going to be super busy. He can always make the time for you.
Eunwoo took you to your favorite cafe, down the street from the company's building. Instead of you ordering for yourself, Eunwoo orders for you, knowing your drink combo by heart.
You never had any real friends growing up, even with the other trainees you've been with for almost a year, you still weren't sure if you could consider them friends. But with Eunwoo, you consider him to be your best friend. You and he did the things best friends do, talk in the way best friends do, send TikTok videos back and forth, with “Lol this reminds me of you.” or “This is so us.”
Eunwoo pays for your drink like he always does. And you would shove your money at him to take it. He never does. He's a good friend.
It's when you're both sitting outside the cafe, enjoying the nice weather that Eunwoo is staring at you, watching you drink from your cup. He's staring so long that you become a little insecure.
You choke on a laugh asking, “W-Why are you staring?”
“Staring?” Eunwoo's thick dark brown cock's up.
“Yeah...At me.”
“I'm not starting.”
“You're doing it now.”
“I'm not.” Then he looks away down at his drink while folding the corners of a white paper napkin that's under his cup. “You, um... You look really pretty today.”
You laughed. He expected that. Your voice carries with the slight breeze that pushes by. “I'm not.” You said. “And after sweating all day, I'm surprised you don't think I smell.”
You raise your arm to get a whiff of yourself. Not so bad.
Eunwoo lets himself look at you. But don't full-blown stare at you. He tries to focus on the small things on you; like the yellow mustard stain on the front of your baby blue crop top that you tried your hardest to clean after lunch, then he looks at the lavender scrunchie on your wrist that he gave you back in April, you always wore it as good luck. He looks at the baby hairs on your arm. Then lastly, at the scar on your chin, you had gotten when you were five from your older cousin.
“Even after practice, you're still pretty,” he said.
Now that you think about it. This was Eunwoo's first time calling you pretty and you weren't sure why that coming from him made you feel like you were dancing on your tippy toes.
“You never called me pretty before.”
But he has a billion times in his head.
“Y/n, just accept my compliment.” he smiles. Of course he wanted to move along with the whole pretty thing because damn he wouldn't be able to explain why he thought you were pretty.
Or maybe he could. Or maybe he couldn't.
If someone were to ask him to name the five things he thought were pretty about you, he'd say, “Five isn't enough.”
“Why am I suddenly pretty?” You pressed him playfully.
Eunwoo rips the corner of the napkin under his drink, balls it in a tiny ball, and throws it at your face.
“Did I say pretty?”
“You did.”
“Hmm, I think you misheard me.”
“I didn't.”
“I think you did.” he laughs.
“Why are you denying it now?”
“Denying what?”
“That you called me pretty?”
“Did I call you pretty?”
“Eunwoo, stop messing with me,” you whined.
He winks at you getting up from the table and grabbing his cup and napkin. “I always thought you were pretty. I just never dared to actually say it out loud.” he walks away from the table.
You hop up grabbing your cup as you rush alongside Eunwoo. Slapping your hand out over his forehead, you checked for a fever.
“No fever,” you mumbled. Your hand fell away. “Do friends usually find their friends pretty?”
“Yeah, all the time,” Eunwoo said.
Yeah, but calling your friend pretty while you were in love with them was a different kind of pretty.
“Oh,” you said. You threw your cup in a trash can and so did Eunwoo.
“I think you're just as pretty.”
Eunwoo's face warms up. “D–Don't say that.”
“It's true though. Like your visuals are killer.” You gushed over him and damn, that made him want to stop walking and kiss you.
The walk back to the company was short. Your day wasn't over yet since you had vocal practice in the evening that lasted way later than you wanted to. You and Eunwoo linger in the company's lobby for a few minutes, just talking.
“I want to tell you something before you go,” Eunwoo said.
“Oh, What is it?”
Eunwoo looks around at the few people walking through the lobby, he grabs your hand pulling you to a more private area without listening ears. His heart beats a little faster. His hands get a little sweaty. His words are a little stuck now.
“I like being your friend.”
“Eunowoo, I like being your friend too!” you smiled up at him. And that man could have melted in his shoes.
“Being friends is nice, but I don't think I want to be friends anymore,” he said quietly.
“Did I do something wrong?” There's a creak in your voice.
Eunwoo cups your face with his warm hands that burn at your cheeks. “Of course not, Y/n.”
“Then why don't you wanna be friends anymore?”
“Because....” he paused. “I want something more with you than just a friendship.”
“What do you mean?”
Eunwoo playfully rolled his eyes. “I want us to be together.”
“We're together now.”
He laughs. “No, like I want us to be together together.”
“As in....” You trailed off.
“Boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Ooooh like that.” you smiled warmly.
“Yeah. Like that,” he said. “I've always been in love with you.” it's the way he says it that felt like a soft landing.
“You have?”
You nod. “Yeah.”
“Since when?”
“The first time you smiled and said hello to me.”
Falling in love with you had been easy. You made it easy for him without even knowing it.
“Oh, god, not that time when I had a milk mustache.” You made a funny face that made Eunwoo laugh.
“Yeah, that time.” That was his favorite little memory of you.
You took Eunwoo by surprise when you stood on your tippy toes and kissed him. Your kiss felt like heaven, like it was the sweetest thing, your lips perfect against his, and he could kiss you every day for hours, if that's even possible.
He kissed you back, his lips moving with urgency, like if he didn't kiss you enough or make it deeper enough you would just disappear. You feel his lips pulled into a smile.
“I love you, Y/n.”
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hush hush; m | jjk
pairing: jungkook x reader
word count: 1.5k
rating: 18+
genre: hockeyplayer!jungkook, richgirlie!oc, brother’s best friend, college!au, fwb
warnings: koo is a menace!! aka horny, dick pic, masturbating (m&f), spitting, dirty talk, pic of tummy covered in cum </3, jelly jk & oc, jungkook asks for a more committed relationship 😳 & oc dips immediately 👊
summary: pov: you receive a dick pic from jungkook while you're out on a family dinner.
a/n: teehee just a little silly something cause it's my birthday n i rlly love this couple <3 🫂
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Jungkook
can u send me a pic of your boobies
It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes, on rare occasions, Jungkook manages to catch you off guard.
You
?
you know that i'm out with my family
Jungkook
why are u on your phone then
is your date boring
You
he's not my date you goof
but no
he's actually very nice
very pretty too
You steal a glance at Minho, who is sitting across from you. Clad in a black Burberry shirt, he sends a charming smile your way. You return it with a shy smile, gripping the phone you’re hiding underneath the table a little harder.
Jungkook
why are u texting me then
go enjoy yourself
You
you texted me first?
Jungkook
thought maybe you needed a distraction
You
no i'm fine
i mean it is kinda boring sometimes but
minhos brother is pretty funny
without him this dinner wouldn’t have been nearly as fun
Jungkook
wdym
he has a brother?
You
yeah he studies abroad but is back in seoul for a couple months
Jungkook
what's his name
You
eunwoo
taehyung knows him
they used to play hockey when they were little
maybe you know him too?
Jungkook
send me a pic of him?
You
jungkook 🙄
oh my god
you don’t need a pic of everything
Jungkook
yes i do
especially after you promised me to take a pic of your fit?
i’m still waiting
You
didn’t have timee
Jungkook
you always have time for me
You
no
you just always catch me at a time when i’m free 🙄
Jungkook
if that makes you sleep at night
ego too big to admit that you’re obsessed with me
You
me????
obsessed with you???
you’re silly jungkook
Jungkook
that’s bold coming from a girl who was screaming for more around my dick last night
Your head snaps up. Flusteredly searching the table for eyes who might have caught your sudden reaction.
“Is Jungkook texting you?” Taehyung asks, nodding to your phone in your hands.
You swallow. Hard.
“Yeah. Apparently he’s really bored at home,” you explain. “Doesn’t know what to do, so he texted me.”
“Tell him I might come to the party later,” your brother says.
You nod your head until Taehyung’s attention is no longer on you.
You
how dare you
Jungkook
???
just stating the truth
You
tae saw you texting me
Jungkook
oopss
You
he didn’t see what you texted
thank god
he said he might go to the party later
are you going?
Jungkook
hmm
don’t know
the only girl i wanna fuck rn is you
are you going?
You
no
parties are no fun when tae is around
Jungkook
watchu wearing btw
You
black dress
from miu miu
Jungkook
is it short
You
yes
Jungkook
fuck
And that’s when Jungkook surprises you a second time that night.
He sends you a pic of the hard-on he sports. He has wrapped his palm around the base, tilting his veiny length against his chiselled abdomen. His pretty mushroom tip lies above his belly button.
You instantly close your phone.
You peek at Taehyung, but he is in a deep conversation with Eunwoo.
“I need to use the restroom real quick,” you excuse yourself.
On your way there you dial Jungkook’s number.
“If I had known it is that easy to get you on the phone, I’d have done it way earlier,” Jungkook says the second he picks up.
When you enter the restroom, you’re lucky no one is in there. You hurriedly slip into a bathroom stall.
“What were you thinking?” you hiss in a whisper, the door shutting behind you.
“Thinking of you, clearly.”
“I’m sitting right next to Tae, you moron.”
“I was hoping you’d be next to that funny dude.”
You roll your eyes. “Quit being petty.”
“Just relax for five minutes,” Jungkook says, voice all deep and smooth. “Slip your fingers into your panties and have some fun with me, yeah?”
His soft voice nearly has you melting away – everything sounds so simple coming from his lips.
“What if someone comes in?” you voice your concern.
“You can be quiet. I taught you well.”
You bite your lip at the thought of your secret late-night calls when one of you two couldn’t resist – mostly Jungkook though – and it was incredibly difficult to stay quiet while Taehyung slept in the room next to yours.
You tug your panties down, middle finger running along your pussy.
“I have, like, three minutes,” you tell him.
You can hear Jungkook spitting on his cock. “I can work with that.” The faint noises of him pumping his lubed cock fill your ears and your finger starts circling around your clit.
“Been wanting you all day long;” Jungkook groans with a strained voice. “Fuck, I need you so bad.”
His desperate words are honey to your ears. You love him wanting you. Your finger moves faster, adding a little more pressure on your sensitive bud.
“Already missing me after just one day?” you giggle. “That’s not good, Koo. I can’t always sneak out for you.”
“Just love your pussy so much.” He spits again and your eyes roll at the sound.
“Can’t believe what you’re making me do.”
“What? I’m just saving you from a boring dinner.”
“It’s not that boring,” you defend.
“But you’re still having more fun with me,” Jungkook points out. “Don’t you?” he presses.
You bite your lip. “Mayhaps.”
“Fuck– if you were here, I’d shove my cock down your throat. Make those pretty eyes cry for me.”
Your brows furrow in pleasure. Your pussy is dripping with arousal for him.
“God, I hate you.”
“No, you don’t.” You hear the smile in his voice – can exactly picture the subtle hint of a smirk on his face.
Your head falls back, a breathless moan flying past your mouth. “That’s the problem.”
“That’s not considered a problem.” Jungkook huffs. “Girls just like me. That’s the standard.”
“You need to stop talking or I’ll hang up.”
Your ears fill with the sweetest laughter from him. “I’m sorry, princess. I forgot you don’t like when I talk about other girls.”
Actually, you feel like throwing up whenever he mentions other girls, but he doesn’t need to know that. It’s not like you’re not with other guys as well. You just hate hearing about girls that Jungkook hooked up with when he’s with you.
“I don’t care,” you say, aiming for an indifferent undertone. “But you need to shut up and moan more, or I won’t cum.”
Jungkook’s chuckles deeply. “Would love to fill you up right now.”
A whine escapes you. “Jungkook.”
“You want that? Want your pussy filled my cum?”
“Always,” you moan, starting to move your hips along your hand movements.
"Wanna see you," Jungkook mumbles.
"Can't take pictures. I don't have time."
Jungkook’s moans get louder and you can’t help yourself but utter a few whimpers as well.
“I’m close.” Your tummy tingles – just a few more flicks over your clit and you’re cumming.
“Cum with me.” Jungkook’s tone takes on a husky note. “Fuck, princess, I’m gonna cum.”
Breathy moans reach your left ear while you shakily whine his name. Pleasure rushes through your entire body and your eyes screw shut.
“Shit,” he curses. “Wanna see how much I came?”
You laugh foolishly, a little light-headed. “Sure.”
Jungkook sends you a picture of his toned tummy covered with streaks of cum. His cock his still hard, resting near his belly button, the tip all swollen.
“Oh,” you marvel. “Pretty.”
“We could change that, you know?”
You swallow, still feeling dizzy. “Change what?” You tug your panties up, after cleaning yourself.
“Me talking about other girls?” he reminds you. “If you want it to be just me and you, we could arrange that. That’s fine by me.”
Your eyes widen a little. Jungkook is offering to be in a committed situationship and your brain short-circuits.
“But what about all the girls throwing themselves at you?” you reply in mock pity. “You can’t do that to them.” Jungkook is one of the most popular hockey players on his team. Every girl is thirsting for him. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him alone at parties, he always has someone by his side.
“I don’t care about them.”
“You’re a meanie.” You huff. “Uhm, I think I should head back. I think I have dessert waiting for me.”
“You’re coming over?” he asks.
“You’re goofy, Jungkook.” You roll your eyes with a soft smile forming on your mouth. “Can we talk later?”
“Yeah, sure,” he replies, but doesn’t sound as bubbly as before.
You hang up, let out the longest sigh ever and leave the restroom.
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With hot cheeks you return to the table.
“You okay?” your mum asks as you walk past her to your seat.
“Uh-huh.”
When you still feel her glance on you, you say, “Nothing's wrong.“ and add a little smile afterwards.
While you were gone, they served your table dessert. A mango parfait with coconut sorbet is just what you’re in need for.
“Eunwoo also comes to the party later,” Taehyung says when you sit down. “You wanna join us?”
“Sure,” you reply absent-mindedly.
You can’t focus on anything, Jungkook’s words are on loop in your mind.
You should tell him that his offer is a stupid idea. A very stupid one.
The way your heart flutters at the thought of being the only girl he fucks should tell you enough.
But that is exactly why you want it so bad.
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Wait, Little Rabbit! (Part 5)
fluff, angst, smut
Bunny Hybrid (Fem) Reader x Human Seokjin x Dog Hybrids Jimin and Hoseok x Cat Hybrid Yoongi x Wolf Hybrids Namjoon, Taehyung, & Jungkook
NSFW. 18+
Part 1 > Part 2 > Part 3 > Part 4 > Part 5 > Part 6
Summary: You, a meek little bunny hybrid, find family amongst six predator hybrids and their lovely human caretaker.
Warnings: group sex but like they are all taking turns with y/n, y/n goes into heat, heats hurt until they are taken care of, a little bit of crying, mentions of birth control methods, vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration, throatfucking, Joon’s control kink, heavy d/s dynamics, slight breeding kink even though y/n is on birth control, slight voyeurism, predator/prey dynamics in a sexual context, abandonment issues
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The morning is calm, with Seokjin teaching you how to make coffee with the new drip coffee maker he bought. You focus in on his hand movements, watching with fascination as the coffee filters down into the pot. As much as you wish you liked the taste of black coffee, like all the men in the house do, you know that you’ll be pouring your weight in sugar and creamer into your cup.
“My heat is coming up” the words come out shy and unsure. Telling Seokjin such a private matter feels very different than telling your former eighty-four-year-old female caretaker. It can’t be helped that your cheeks turn red, even while your eyes are on the coffee. His movements have stopped though, as he’s put the kettle down to give you full attention.
“How close?”
“Two days”
“How would you like to spend it?”
“I was thinking of asking Jimin and Hobi” you grow redder with each response, but the man just gives a casual nod.
“That’s what I would’ve suggested as well. Do you have any preferences on birth control? I’ve never cared for a female hybrid before, so I’m not sure what to prepare.”
“I, um, I have a chip in my arm” you notice his surprise, “my old caretaker helped me get it.”
“Well, then that’s taken care of. Anything else you need? If you give me a list of your favorite snacks and drinks I can stock them up in the outside room. I like to make sure you guys have enough to recharge during your heats.”
Your heart swells up at just how attentive Jin can be. You could’ve never imagined having a male caretaker in the past; every female hybrid you knew had one bad experience or another with them. Even the most decent ones didn’t feel approachable for such topics—but here you were, with the nicest human male you’ve ever had the fortune of meeting. You can’t help but jump up for a hug, your previous shyness fading away. He chuckles as he holds you in place, heart hurting because of your adorableness.
As the day goes by, you notice the hybrids acting different around you. It starts off subtle, with them zoning out when you come near or eyes lingering on certain body parts that they’ve been too much of gentlemen to stare at before. Namjoon’s the one that addresses the atmosphere first, “y/n…by any chance, is your heat tonight?”
You look at the wolf with confusion, “No, it’s the day after tomorrow.”
They all look at each other, eyebrows raised. “Your pheromones are going crazy bun, are you one hundred percent sure it’s that far away? Maybe you should sleep in the extra room starting tonight.”
To everyone’s surprise, you don’t obediently nod to the Alpha. Instead, you thump your feet and puff out your chest as stubbornly as you know how. “But it’s not for another two days! That’s unfair! I think I know my heats better than anyone else.”
Now, with any other hybrid in the house, Namjoon would be standing firm with his suggestion. However, he’s extra cautious when it comes to you—not wanting to seem like he’s once again belittling your autonomy as a prey hybrid. So, he concedes.
“Okay bun, you know what’s best for you.”
___
“What’s with him?” Taehyung asks upon seeing his usually-laid-back Yoongi hyung visibly tense.
“Eunwoo’s back in town. He’s asked to have dinner with Yoongi and I. He’s just a bit nervous but he’ll be alright. Right Yoongs?”
The cat hybrid lets out an unconvincing yes, brows still furrowed in worry.
“Eunwoo?” You inquire, and Jungkook fills in the gaps.
“Eunwoo hyung is Yoongi’s former caretaker. He was friends with Jin hyung in college and asked him to take Yoongi in when he joined the military.”
“He’s back for a couple days before he’s deployed again.” Jin further explains.
You nod, still a little confused on why Yoongi looks so on edge but deciding it best to not prod further.
“Joonie, take this” Jin says, handing the wolf a credit card, “since both Yoongi and I will be gone, and we can’t be sure the kitchen won’t burn down with just you guys. Order whatever you like.” Namjoon rolls his eyes at the remark, smiling nonetheless.
“I vote tacos” Jimin enthusiastically chimes in. His hybrid counterpart, Hoseok, laughs along, tuning into the conversation while keeping his main focus on Yoongi—stroking the cat hybrid’s back gently the entire time. Yoongi leans into the touch, grateful for Hoseok’s calming presence. Hoseok doesn’t leave Yoongi’s side until the moment Jin has to separate them to get Yoongi out the door, even then the dog hybrid doesn’t miss the chance to help Yoongi put his collar on.
With the two of them alone for the car ride, Jin attempts to soothe the cat’s nerves.
“He really misses you, you know that? The first thing he asked me was how you were doing.”
“Well if he cared that much, he shouldn’t have left.”
The rest of the ride is silent and stiff. Before long, Yoongi finds himself sitting opposite of the man he dreaded seeing. At the very least, Jin is still beside him, holding his hand under the table. Yoongi attempts to hide behind the restaurant menu, but Eunwoo earnestly speaks up.
“What about the ravioli for you, Yoongi? You love ravioli, don’t you?”
The cat hybrid doesn’t dare make eye contact, but his tone is ice cold. “Not anymore. Grew out of it.”
Jin nervously cracks a joke to ease the tension but hurt is evident on Eunwoo’s face. The dinner continues on with the two humans catching up while the cat hybrid picks at his meal. It’s when Jin excuses himself to go to the restroom when the tension is at an all-time high.
“Yoongi, will you please at least look at me? I know I’m not your caretaker anymore, but I’m still trying my best to be a part of your life. Please don’t shut me out.”
It’s the first time that night that Yoongi meets eyes with the man.
“You don’t get to be a part of my life after you dumped me onto someone else.”
Eunwoo’s heart further cracks at the biting remark, coming from the hybrid who used to look at him with hearts in his eyes.
“Leaving you was the hardest decision I’ve ever made”
“Then why’d you do it?”
“Because I had to! Because I was lost Yoongi, and everyday you were with me I was reminded of how I couldn’t do anything for you. You were behind on vaccines because I couldn’t afford them! You couldn’t go to hybrid parks because I didn’t have time to take you! My life was a mess and I felt so selfish for making you go through all of that because of me. The army really straightened me out, gave me the direction I so badly needed—but you and I both know how miserable the hybrids on base are. This is the best thing I could possibly do for you.”
“But I missed you.” Yoongi tries to hold back a choked sob, but tears roll down his cheeks at a faster pace than he can wipe them off. Without a second to spare, his old caretaker is taking the seat besides him, wiping away the tears.
“I missed you too. I’m so sorry it turned out this way, but you’re happy, aren’t you? Jin and all those hybrids, they make you happy, right?”
He nods through the tears, too many emotions all being felt at once.
___
This time the ride back home is much lighter, on both Yoongi and Seokjin.
“You know I like being with you, right hyung? I was never upset that he left me with you.”
“I know Yoongs, you don’t have to worry about me. I know you love us. You also love him, though, and you don’t have to pretend like you’re okay all the time when I can tell you miss him.”
“I just—I thought he’d always be by my side. And then one day he wasn’t. The part that sucks the most is that I am happy now, but I’m worried that this is all temporary too.” He looks out the window, not wanting to voice his fears while looking in Jin’s direction.
“It’s completely valid to have those fears, but I’m not going anywhere Yoongi. Neither are the others. Eunwoo can’t take care of you, but he loves you enough to trust you with someone who can. Someone who will take care of you for the rest of your life.”
Yoongi steals a glance at his caretaker, letting himself believe the words for now. It’s when he’s relaxed more into the seat does the hybrid realize this isn’t the way back home.
“Um Jin, where are we going?”
The man cracks a mischievous smile, eyes still transfixed on the road. “Somewhere that you’ll really like.”
The roads are curvy and uphill, causing the two to swerve with the car on occasion. Yoongi observes the passing buildings with perplexity, not recognizing this as any part of town he’s ever been to. Seokjin keeps his playful air of mystery, looking on amusedly as Yoongi tries to make sense of his surroundings. The car stops into an unfamiliar driveway, the driveway of a house that leans miles high over them—tall and wide frame dauntingly casting a shadow.
“C’mon kitty” is all the older man says before getting out the door and walking to the front door, all while Yoongi sprawls to not be left behind.
“Hyung, can you tell me now?”
“Look” he points to a sign with bold black letters reading ESTATE SALE.
“You brought me to an estate sale?”
“Yup. I want to spruce up the house but I have no idea where to start. That’s where you, our designated interior design expert, come in.”
Yoongi’s heart jumps in excitement, hands already itching to examine every piece of furniture in the ginormous house. Things up until now have been an emotional roller-coaster, but a few hours here is just what Yoongi needs to decompress—and his caretaker is well aware of that.
___
You’re okay. You keep telling everyone around you that you’re okay. You keep telling yourself that you’re okay. Because frankly, you’ve made too much of a scene not to be. The pride you felt when you stood your ground about your heat cycle is still fresh in your mind. But maybe—just maybe—you’ve been too prideful. Maybe Namjoon has a point. Because right now, as you’re in a cuddle puddle with the dog hybrids and Jungkook in the living room, something snaps. It snaps so roughly, so deliciously, that you feel the wind being knocked out of your lungs. Air feels like a secondary need, second to the pleasure you need to be feeling right now. Everything hurts, your core aches, and you know the universe is mocking you right now. You’ve been so adamant about your heat schedule that you entirely ignored the possibility of going into it early—a common occurrence of when a prey hybrid experiences high stress between cycles. It’s never happened to you before, but it happening now makes perfect sense considering your whole life has been twisted inside out since your last heat. You don’t want to draw attention to it, but the intensity building up inside you has tears threatening to pour. The hybrids with you notice immediately, the scent of the air turning unmistakably more pungent. The salty scent of desire, undeniable pheromones of lust swirling around you—too strong for any of them to act indifferent to.
It's Jimin that takes your face into his hands first, startled expression as he sees the pain in your eyes. “Bun…you’re in heat…” His voice is on edge, not expecting this nor knowing what to do. His rational brain would take you to the outside room immediately, but your pheromones are hazing that rationality in all three hybrids. Yoongi was the only hybrid that’s ever helped a prey through heat—the others are nowhere near equipped to handle just how strongly the heat pheromones affect predator hybrids in particular.
“Please help” you cry out, voice breaking in the process.
The words mixed with your scent send the dog hybrids into a primal frenzy. Jimin kisses you hard, sucking on your lips in a manner that’ll no doubt leave them bruised after. Hoseok is tearing your clothes off, as well as losing his own. The youngest hybrid is the only one who stills in hesitance. The dog hybrids are no strangers to taking care of your needs, but Jungkook has never had you in that way before. As high as your scent has him, he still keeps a distance, unsure if you even want him to help you through your heat. He feels guilty even looking—no, ogling—at your nude form right now. The curve of your perky ass, the stiff peaked nipples that top your breasts, your already glistening cunt; every detail he tries to commit to memory, scared he’ll never be able to see it again. He watches with tense posture as Hoseok slides two fingers into your cunt with ease, with you begging for more. He continues watching as Hoseok fucks three long digits all the way into your cunt while Jimin takes your mouth with equal ferocity. You’re beyond the point of forming coherent sentences, heat making you cock dumb and only able to beg. It’s when one of your hands reach towards Jungkook that he stops being just a spectator; Jimin’s cock has you unable to talk, but your eyes and hand motions do well to plead the wolf hybrid to join.
“A-are you sure bun?”
You let go of Jimin’s cock with a pop sound, taking a moment to catch your breath before answering.
“Please Kook…need you…need your cock…please” The words “please” keep falling from your lips like a mantra, in rhythm with Hoseok’s fingers pumping you good.
The oldest dog hybrid is used to taking charge, which makes things a lot easier for everyone in this moment. “You heard her Kook. Our desperate little bun needs your cock. Are you going to deny a poor bunny in heat?”
The wolf shakes his head instantly, doing well to strip out of his all-black clothing. He stands bare, cock straight up and yearning to be inside of you, but even your exquisite pheromones can’t make Jungkook forget his pack hierarchy.
“Joon hyung…I need his permission.”
That’s when a low snicker intrudes the moment between the four of you. You all turn your heads to the wolves’ bedroom door, where Namjoon and Taehyung are standing with hyperfocused vision.
“My little beta never forgets his manners, does he?” The Alpha quips, looking proud. The other beta watches with lust-filled pupils, hiding behind his Alpha as if your scent is something dangerous.
“please…need all of you…it hurts” your trying your best to plead, but Jimin’s assault on your throat makes the words come out raspy. Speaking of the youngest dog hybrid and his cock, he pushes it right back down your throat again. This isn’t like the other time he’s been in your mouth, when he was gentle and had all the patience in the world—right now, he’s a creature of instinct, and his instinct is to breed your mouth.
Namjoon makes his way to the loveseat adjacent from the couch, getting the perfect view of everything. Taehyung follows close by but stops at the couch rather than the loveseat: your scent intoxicating him.
“Go on, I want to see both of my betas stuff that tight little cunt.”
Taehyung’s eyes go wide, and Jungkook thanks his lucky stars that his Alpha is not in a denying mood. If Namjoon is affected by your pheromones, he’s doing a damn good job showing restraint—opting instead to sit back in a commandeering position with his large hand palming over his sweats.
Hoseok helps the Alpha’s command come to fruition, taking his fingers out and gripping your thighs open as invitation for the betas. Jungkook doesn’t waste a single second, plunging into your heat like a possessed man. You gag around Jimin at the sudden intrusion, and the dog hybrid takes himself out to let you adjust for a second. Just for a second, though, because he’s back in your mouth in no time. Jungkook’s head is thrown back in ecstasy, guttural moans spilling with each heavenly thrust inside of you. No one can tell exactly when Taehyung loses all of his clothes, but it’s not long before the other beta is holding his cock in hand, waiting impatiently to feel you.
“Kook, don’t be greedy. Let Tae have a turn.”
“Yes Alpha” his words are readily obedient, but it takes the wolf a lot of willpower to keep from diving back into you.
Taehyung takes full advantage of his turn, getting fully lost in both your cunt and your scent. That’s why he’s also struggling when Namjoon orders another switch. The two betas fuck you like that for a while, taking turns controlled by their Alpha as Hoseok keeps your legs open and Jimin keeps your mouth busy.
It doesn’t help that every time Jimin lets you breathe, you use the time to beg the words “harder” and “more.” The words only egg Jimin on, making him fuck you even harder until he’s emptied his seed deep down your throat.
Jungkook is the first to fill your cunt up, and Taehyung is second (both with the Alphas permission, of course). Hoseok succumbs to temptation and sinks into your cum-filled folds too, leaving his big load in there as well. Without your mouth occupied, screams of pleasure fill the house in no time. It’s during Hoseok’s turn when you get your first orgasm, no doubt because of his skilled movements on your clit. Your high hits as fast and hard as your heat, making every cell in your body ascend in pleasure. It takes a minute for the aftershocks to subside, your legs gradually slowing down in their shaking—as well as the rest of your body. It’s all too much and not nearly enough at the same time: the orgasm leaving you breathless, but your libido still crying out for more. You look at the Alpha, still showing immense restraint, eyes picking you apart alone. His gaze is taunting, and you’ve lost all pride to not give in.
“Joon, please fuck me” it’s the most coherent you’ve been since your heat hit, but you know you need to string a sentence or two together to get the Alpha’s approval. “need you so bad Alpha. Need your cock so bad it hurts.”
He doesn’t say anything back, just cocks an eyebrow at you like he’s expecting something. Like you should know what to do right now. Your mind is cluttered and horny and your grasping at straws to figure out what he’s expecting. You’ve already begged…oh. You’ve only begged. His words from before ring clear in your otherwise hazy mind.
“If you want me, you’ll have to kneel and beg first.”
With no explanation to the other hybrids, you half-fall-half-crawl off the couch, away from their hands on you. They all watch the mixture of cum drip down your thighs, cunt practically slobbering over the couch and carpet as you make your way down. You look right into the Alpha’s eyes, knowing this is what he’s asking for as you crawl over—unable to walk even if you wanted to. It’s when your right in front of the loveseat do you stop, giving him one last pleading look before ducking your head to meet his feet. You let your head fall onto his feet in complete submission.
“Please fuck me Alpha” you get out in your most desperate tone yet.
The Alpha’s smirk grows tenfold.
“Gladly, little prey.”
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A/N: Thank you guys for waiting patiently as my health recovered and I could put this part out! As always, I’m overwhelmed in the best way with your enthusiasm for the series. The people that comment and reblog especially make me so motivated to write!! As of right now, the next part is planned to be the final. What I have planned for it feels like a natural conclusion to the series. It will be out much quicker than this one for sure!
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Hey, one with jk, he attends a red carpet and saw for the first time to his idol ( this world wide famous singer) and starts fanboying her, and they spend time together, and he asks for his number
i was surprised at how quickly i wrote this since my writing pace has been so incredibly slow and also since i’ve never written idol!jungkook like this before or idol!reader. now i keep resisting the urge to hold it in my drafts and add to it and make it longer >.< i feel like i might be able to maybe continue it?? but idk. thank you sm for requesting, anon!! i hope you like it!
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she’s here? | jjk
jungkook arrives at another tedious brand event… only to see his celebrity crush
wc: ~1.8k
tags: idol!jungkook x idol!reader (afab reader) / fluff / one-shot / first meeting / clean except swearing / featuring: kim mingyu of seventeen / mentions: IU and cha eunwoo of astro
The flashing lights appeared before the car had even come to a full stop, and Jungkook was bored already. Sat fiddling with his styled outfit and brand-gifted jewelry, as he began to hear distant yells of his name, he wondered how soon he could leave the event. It wasn’t personal, just another tedious event.
“It’s good you decided to come here,” his manager, Do-yun, says beside him as if reading his thoughts. “It’s been a while since you made a public appearance, you’re contracted to show off your brand ambassadorship and promote the jewelry, and most of all, your album is coming up. This’ll be good.”
“Mhmm,” Jungkook murmurs, ready to disassociate for the next couple of hours while putting on his best smile. All he wanted at that moment was samgyeopsal, karaoke, and beers with Mingyu and Eunwoo… but duty calls. “Is Mingyu going to be here?”
“The PLEDIS team hasn’t answered my text,” Do-yun says. “You’re up.”
The van’s jet-black door slides open and Jungkook is almost immediately blinded by the lights of the cameras going off right in front of him. He’d forgotten just how bright they could be, but thankfully remembered his failsafe sensory-overload tactic: covering up his face with his hands. It was the only way Jungkook could cope, and for once, he thanked his youthful appearance and reputation for making him seem adorable above all else. He adjusts soon enough, as always, strutting down the carpet and showing off his charm, outfit, and accessories. He was able to pick up on one or two of the paparazzi and press’ requests, showing off a finger-heart pose and playfully touching his abs over his outfit, but in an instant, their loud voices fade, and time slows. He can’t hear anything. He can’t see anything… but the beautiful smile he's started to dream of, right behind the clear double doors of the event. Was that really….
“Jungkook!”
He hears that - a call right beside his ears coming from the familiar, booming voice of his own manager, now grabbing his elbow. “Snap out of it. You’re supposed to be in by now.”
Looking around, Jungkook realizes he’d been holding up a line, with a dozen other celebrities waiting for his moment to be over, while the paparazzi continued to cheer, capture, and fawn over him, eating up his ‘adorable spacing out moment.’
“I apologize!” Jungkook smiles, bowing to the celebrities beside him as well as the hundreds of photographers ahead of him, his heart racing as Do-yun and his security team lead him to the double doors. When they’re pulled open, his bubbling anticipation subsides, for rather than the heavenly hallucination he must've had, he sees Mingyu standing before him.
“Gyu!” Jungkook yelps, hugging his best friend, who greets him with the same enthusiasm. “Samgyeopsal and karaoke afterwards?”
“Please, sunbaenim,” Mingyu giggles quietly. “I’m bored out of my fucking mind. I’ve been here for an hour already.”
Unable to wait even a minute, Jungkook brings in both his manager and his best friend into a huddle. “Hey, am I dreaming, or was that _____ I saw in here?”
“She is here, simp,” Mingyu smiles, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively before sticking out his tongue between his teeth.
“Do-yun, you didn’t tell me she would be here tonight,” Jungkook says in a panic.
“I didn’t know. Seems she decided at the last minute, just like you did.”
“Soulmates,” Jungkook whispers under his breath, ignoring the two men rolling their eyes before him. “This is fate. We keep missing each other at these things…. I have to meet her.”
“I’ll make it happen, Kook-ah,” Mingyu smirks, expecting the light shove Jungkook gives him afterward. “For you, I promise. You know we don’t have the same taste in girls. Do-yun, do you know that I never even crushed on IU?”
“You fucking idiot - you know you’re the only idol who hasn’t, right?” Jungkook says. “Anyways, IU was a boyhood crush. This…. she… she’s even better.”
“Oh, shit. Do-yun-nim. This is serious. We need to do something.”
“I don’t know where your team is, Kim Mingyu, but I’m dragging the both of you to meet everyone you actually have to meet here. Then, sit in a corner and chat about pork or singalongs, or mingle with safe people. Men - or female staff only. You know the drill,” Do-yun says sternly. “Best to stay safe even though you don’t really have to worry about sneaky photos - security is tight, and they took all our phones. The only people with their phones are idols and brand ambassadors such as yourselves. Got it?”
The boys nod reluctantly. “Now we know why he keeps missing her at these things,” Mingyu scoffs, and at that, Do-yun quickly places a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder.
“I’ll make it happen, Jungkook-ssi.”
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It’d been close to an hour since Do-yun scurried away and mere minutes since Mingyu silently left Jungkook to fend for himself and wish his other members had been invited. He was so used to being glued to his hyungs at the hip, and now he found himself scanning the crowded room for a familiar face.
“Jungkook!” Mingyu’s familiar voice boomed, and Jungkook finds his best friend farther than he’d expected, close to the other side of the room with a wide smirk on his face. Knowing his friend was just as menacing as he was sweet, Jungkook made his way there without any thoughts…
"For your own benefit, I took a page from your book and stopped waiting around for the company’s approval... You're my bad influence, so you are my first bad idea. Thank me or scold me later."
One can never be sure when it comes to Mingyu, so Jungkook nods and allows his friend to grab him by the hand…. silently leading him through the crowded room... to you.
"Do-yun-nim was taking too long. Found her much hotter friend first, and ta-da,” Mingyu quickly whispers into his ear.
In a moment of panic, Jungkook’s idol-wired brain took over, quickly scanning the room for any warning signs - untrustworthy staff or sketchy fellow idols, hidden cameras. It seemed… safe. It was just an innocent meeting, tucked away in a corner of the room… No biggie.
“BTS Jungkook…”
Jungkook couldn’t believe it. Your voice was as sweet as it was in your interviews… But you were far, far more beautiful in real life.
“____!” he cheers. “It’s really nice to meet you.”
“Me? Coming from BTS’ Jeon Jungkook, wah, I guess I’ve made it then.”
Holy shit, how do you blush so adorably?
“You have made it,” Jungkook says, “And with your own blood, sweat, and tears, too. It’s insanely admirable.”
“You flatter me too much. You paved the way! I hope to one day get to the level where I can quote my own songs too.”
“That… was unintentional,” Jungkook blushes, regretting his choice of words. “But your lyrics are… some of the most beautiful I’ve come across in all my years as an idol. Your latest single brought me to tears.”
“It’s true. It was embarrassing,” Mingyu confirms, ignoring Jungkook’s glare.
“Oh, no, that touches my heart. It makes me feel like an honest artist and a bit proud, actually - not that I made you cry! But that my experience translated into the song like that… I cried every second I worked on the song, actually.”
“Oh no. I hope you never cry a day in your life, _____,” Jungkook blurts. “Don’t get hurt, please.”
“Thank you, Jungkook,” you say with a heartwarming giggle. “I have to, though, don’t I? I’ll take care of my health, but I have to live. To live is to cry every now and then.”
“That’s true. Namjoon-hyung says that too - you know he’s the main songwriter in our group, right?”
“Of course.”
“Beautiful lyrics can only come from beautiful people.”
In a failed attempt to hide his scoff, Mingyu scurries off. “Simp," he quickly mutters under his breath. "I’ll go find your friend, ____.”
“Kim Mingyu, treat her well!” you call out with a ferocity that ignites another fire in Jungkook’s heart.
“Jungkook-ssi…. Maybe we can write together sometime?”
“I’m not really a writer,” Jungkook says, not knowing the reason why. A failed display of honesty, perhaps? He has written in the past, of course, for both his own discography as well as BTS’…. A surge of regret floods his system in a second.
“You’re a beautiful person, Jungkook, so by your logic, you must be able to write some beautiful lyrics as well.”
Stunned, Jungkook is unable to respond. Did you just call him beautiful?
“You really are as cute as they say… as cute as I imagined,” you smile. “What do you say?”
Jungkook nods, happily giving you his phone when you ask for it before typing in his number in yours.
“So I can call you?” Jungkook asks, brushing his hair away from his face.
“I hope you do.”
You turn your back, ready to make your way back into the event and probably find your friend, but the moment you’d turned your back, Jungkook realizes he hadn’t said enough.
“____?” It takes another moment for Jungkook to muster up the courage to go on once he sees your face again, so he spills out his words the moment they come to him. “I just want to tell you that I… I really respect you as an artist. I always have, and I always will. I can’t say the same for so many of our peers these days, unfortunately, so I felt like I needed to say that.”
“I...... I needed to hear that more than anything else, Jungkook-ssi... Thank you,” you say quietly.
“Thank you," you repeat in a whisper. “I’m also thanking whatever force or higher power made you say that just now.”
“I mean it myself, though,” Jungkook reiterates.
“I know, but it feels like fate that you’d told me that tonight. I’ll tell you the story one day - why I so badly needed to hear that tonight.”
Jungkook nods, exhaling in an effort to hide his astonishment as you walk away in a rush, hiding whatever emotion you were feeling too.
One day.
He’ll hold you - and fate - up to that.
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Cn u do eunwoo smut x female reader?
this is my second request y'all, hope you enjoyed it, also english isn't my fist language so if there's a grammatical mistake i'm sorry, i accept constructive criticism and more request 😁☝🏼.
backstage fun⭐
summary: it's been a while since you have alone time with your boyfriend eunwoo, but he's ready to make it all for you. even if it's a little bit risky.
warning: unprotected sex, that's it lol
you been traveling around the world with your eunwoo on his tour for a few months even though you with him all the time, accompanied him, you barely have alone time, and it makes you a little bit sad and frustrated.
"whats the matter honey?" eunwoo asked
you knew about his busy schedule but didn't wanna complain, you know it was his job and that he loved doing that. but he knows you so well and that you can't hide your emotions away.
just a little bit tired baby, nothing to worry about .
i know i been so busy i barely dedicated you some time, you know, i miss you a lot, i miss your presence, your hugs, your body, and all of you.
i have 45 minutes before the show starts, wanna have fun time? he said.
baby!!! i would love that but anyone can enter the room and see us!!!
so? that makes it 10 times better and fun
ok but. he didn't let you finish talking and quickly grab you by the waist and pull you closer to his body.
you both started kissing each other like it was no tomorrow, his desperate kisses drive you insane, the feeling of him being neady for you makes you weak.
all you can hear in the room was hot wet kisses and heavy breathing.
one thing about eunwoo is that he was so touchy when it comes to kissing, he was all over your neck, your waist and slowly coming down to ur ass, as the kissing intensifies he was grabbing your ass tighter, making you moan a little.
by this time you already soaking wet and can feel his bulge near your cunt.
baby I'm so needy for you, eunwoo said to your ear.
hearing those words instantly makes you ripped his black shirt, all you wanted was to be closer to him, feel the warm of his body, his hands and wet kisses.
eunwoo without any effort carries you to the closest sofa and makes you sit on his lap, slowly he touches your breast with his big hands and starts kissing and bitting one of them, making your shirt wet, he can see your nipples tru the shirt, he takes it out, exposing your nice breast on his face, with his hands on your hips he keeps kissing all over your body.
dongmin, baby, that's feels really nice
with your hands on top of his shoulder you started to massage his naked skin, you loved the way his chest was big and strong, you loved his arms and the way he carries you with them, giving them wet kisses all over his neck, chest and arms.
eunwoo pull his head back and let you do your thing, he loved kisses on his neck.
honey you making me crazy, don't stop.
while you were working on his neck, he then lifted you skirt and started touching your wet cunt.
he laughed a bit, i didn't knew some kisses will makes you this wet honey
you now everything you do makes me wet baby, I'm always ready for you.
you knew what it means saying those words to your boyfriend, it instantly drive him crazy.
he lifted you again, and sat you on the table, quickly put your panties to the side, and started making out with your cunt, his tongue was up and down on you, making wet noises, he was eating you out like his life dependent on it.
oh my god, baby, keep doing that please o wanna cum on your face.
not yet honey, not yet. he responded
after a few minutes of enjoying his tongue between your legs you wanted more, you wanted him inside you.
baby that's enough, please i want you to fuck me, i need you so bad.
without thinking twice he pulled his dick out started fucking you, his thust were deep and fast, his hand on your hips, then your breast, he was going all in.
all you can hear was his moans and your wetness against his dick, it was music to your ears.
oh baby you don't know how much i missed you, i want you everyday, all the time, I'm always thinking about you, you make me feel so good all the time.
with sweat all over your body, you both reach climax.
that was amazing my love, you said laughing
its always amazing with you honey, now i have to get dressed and get ready for the concert
you both get dressed up and enjoyed the rest of the night.
inspo pic because he looks soooo sexy in here!!
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White Pearl | Yandere JJK x Reader
Summary: You’ve been working as a stripper for a month until billionaire Jeon Jungkook suddenly takes an interest in you, actually maybe too much of an interest…
Word count: 4k
Genre: Yandere, sugar daddy au
Pairing: CEO Sugar daddy Jungkook x stripper sugar baby reader, short mentions of Cha Eunwoo & Jung Jaehyun.
Warnings: Yandere, stalking, obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, abuse of power, fight scene, non consensual touching, mentions of a dead father.
Disclaimer: This type of content is not suitable for all audiences and I do not condone any of the presented behaviours. This is purely for entertainment and fictional purposes and I don’t think any BTS member would act like this.
Authors note: Okay I’m really proud of how this turned out! I really hope you enjoy reading it and share feedback!☺️💜
In three days, Jeon Jungkook will become the heir of his deceased father’s successful real estate company. Jungkooks fate was written from the moment he was born, it was only a matter of time before it happened. The old man had it coming, drinking aged scotch and smoking the finest Cuban cigars since he could remember.
Jungkook has never been close with his parents. He despised them. His parents wanted nothing to do with him, his only purpose was to take over his father’s company, and Jungkook knew that. That’s why he wasted no time trying to get closer to his parents. It was no use. They made that very clear when they sent 7-year-old Jungkook to a prestigious boarding school with other rich snobs.
Although, being an only child, rich and privileged. All he had to do was to snap his fingers and he’d get what he wanted almost immediately.
The newest expensive car? Check.
Private jets? Check.
Luxury real estate? Check.
You could say he had it all, at least the materialistic stuff.
“I’m sorry for your loss Ms. Jeon,” Eunwoo said, greeting Jungkook’s mother.
“Thank you Eunwoo, Jungkook’s in there.” She said, slightly smiling. Not seeming bothered by her husband's death.
“Hey Kook, how are you holding up? Your mom seems fine.” Jaehyun said, putting his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder in a comforting manner.
Jaehyun along with Eunwoo have been his only friends since boarding school. All 3 shared similar backgrounds, it was obvious that they were gonna be good friends.
“I’m fine, I think she’s okay too.”
It was true, his father’s death didn’t affect them emotionally as much as it should’ve. It’s messed up really, and he knew it too.
“So how much did you inherit exactly?” Eunwoo asked.
“A lot.” Jungkook laughed, “Hey how about I treat you guys to a drink.”
“Sure, or we could go to the club? There’s this new strip club, who knows what the girls will do for just a few bucks.” Jaehyun asked, raising his eyebrow.
“You want me to go to a strip club the same day my father’s funeral was held?” Jungkook asked, offended.
“I’m in.” He quickly agreed.
“Alright! Be there by 11 and bring a lot of cash.” Eunwoo cheered, grabbing Jaehyun on his way out.
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“You're late.” Your co-worker Bora said, reapplying her cherry red lipstick.
“Yeah, I had to send in my assignment early today.” You said, taking off your jacket and stripping down.
It’s been a month since you started working as a stripper at Black Pearl Club. You had originally applied to work as a bartender at the club but didn’t get the job. So to pay off your student debt faster and the rent this month, you decided that temporarily working as a stripper wouldn’t be so bad. Just until you graduate college you thought.
“Okay well hurry up and get ready, it’s getting really busy out there.”
“I know I’m almost done. Just need five minutes.” You said putting on your pink glitter stripper heels and quickly doing your makeup.
“Omg!!”
“What?!” You yelled at Bora, startled by her sudden shouting.
“It’s freaking Jeon Jungkook.” She said, peeping out the door.
“Who?” You asked, genuinely confused about who she's talking about.
“You can't be serious? Jeon Jungkook, the heir to Jeon Real Estate.” She said, pushing down her top a bit to show more cleavage.
“Look! He brought Cha Eunwoo and Jung Jaehyun. Okay, I’m going out there and you better hurry before the girls claim them.” She said, leaving to approach both of the two guys she mentioned.
Successfully snatching both of them. Wow, the power of Bora you thought.
Taking a last glance at yourself in the mirror, you walk out of the dressing room and start dancing to the music playing. Still being very new at this, you don’t attract a lot of attention. Intimidated by the other strippers, you try to stay low. Meaning sitting on people's lap, feeding them shots, letting them feed you shots. You’d occasionally go on the pole, but on busy days like this, you tend to stay away and let the pros do their thing.
“How did you even become a stripper?” A voice spoke out, loud enough for you to hear.
“Excuse me?” You said, turning around to the bastard that said that.
“I mean, look at you. You don’t belong here.” He said, smirking while eyeing you up and down.
“Listen, sir, I don’t know what kind of sick role play you’re into. But I’m leaving.” You spat, rolling your eyes at the freak.
“Wait, hold on.” He said, stopping in front of you.
“What?”
“I’ll pay 100 bucks in you sit on my lap.”
“Only by sitting on your lap?” You asked, skeptical by his offer.
“Just like I said, Princess.” He said, holding his hand out, waiting for you to grab it.
You reach your hand out to hold his as he leads you to a private VIP room. The room is very well decorated, the walls are painted in a matt black color, the velvet furniture, chandler, red led lights, and the strip pole in the middle of the room give it a very seductive and a sensual vibe.
No wonder why the room is so expensive, you have to preorder it days before. Now knowing he’s loaded because he just offered 100 bucks for you to sit on his lap. You started to think maybe you should’ve been nicer to him before.
He sits down on the velvet armchair, making himself comfortable as he sits you down on his lap. Puts his one hand on your right thigh and the other on your waist. Not knowing what to do with your arms, you gently wrap both of them around his neck. Takes a second to admire his features. He wasn’t ugly he was rather handsome. His tattoos and piercings make him look a bit imitating at first, but taking a closer look at his face, all you could see are those pretty doe-looking eyes and his cupid bow-shaped light pink lips.
“Like what you see.” He said, smirking. Knowing damn well you did.
Embarrassed that he caught you staring at him.
“It’s not ugly.” You admitted. He slightly grinned at your comment, “So, what brought you to work as a stripper?” He asked, scrunching his eyebrows together and tilting his head to the side.
“You’re seriously asking me that?” You sighed. “The rent is not gonna pay on its own, and neither will the student debt.” You said avoiding his eyes and biting your bottom lip. A habit you’ve always had when you get nervous.
You couldn’t see it, but you felt his aroused stare on you. You felt a slight shiver down your spine as you glanced down at your hands, thinking how much longer you must sit on his lap.
“You’re more of a white pearl.” He finally spoke up, changing the topic all of the sudden.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that you remind me of innocence, purity, and beauty.” He explained in a charming tone, pulling you closer to himself as he brought his hand underneath your chin, slightly tilting your face up to meet his.
“I watched you the whole time you know, clearly you’re not cut out for this.” He said grinning.
“Give me a break, I've been here for a week.” You lied, feeling embarrassed.
“Hmm right, how about I make you an offer you can’t refuse.”
“What would that offer be?”
“Be my escort.”
“Okay bye,” You said trying to get up from his lap but his hand on your waist prevented you from being even able to get up.
“Easy baby. Don’t worry, I’m not talking about that kind of escort. Think of it more like a sugar baby.” He said, caressing your thigh.
“I’ll take you to parties, spoil you with gifts. I’ll even pay you a thousand dollars for each hour you spend with me.”
“Why would you want to do that?”
“Something tells me you’d seem fun to spoil.”
Thinking of the condition you’re in, it couldn’t get any worse. You already have another part-time job at the cafe that’s been kicking your ass as well. Sure it wouldn’t hurt to go to a few parties with him…
“Fine, but I’m not doing anything more than what I’m doing now.”
“Very well, I’ll pick you up by 5 tomorrow to discuss some rules that I have of my own.”
“Rules? What rules?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
He said, taking a card out from his front pocket, it seems to be some kind of business card along with a 100-dollar bill. He gently squeezed your thigh, “Just as I promised, see you, tomorrow princess.” He said, giving you the card with the bill, taking a last look at you before leaving you in the room feeling dumbfounded. You look at the card, it was black with gold engravings, along with his contact information. You read the name on the card, “Jeon Jungkook,” you muttered. No freaking way, the guy Bora was talking about earlier?
Now, this was your chance, if he’s loaded like Bora mentioned, then you could easily get your life together and not live in debt. Sure it’s not ideal, but it’s better than any other solution you had left.
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You had just finished your lecture and were ready to leave campus to your home building. Feeling tired from not getting enough sleep from your busy work and school schedules. You rub your eye with your palm to try to stay awake, as soon as your vision sets you spot a black Bugatti parking in the nearby campus parking lot. The person getting out was none other than Jeon Jungkook. He looked a bit more casual than he did yesterday, yesterday he was wearing a classic suit with a tie. Today he wore a black silk-like blouse tucked into his pants with a black blazer, and to top it off, some silver piercings and a chain around his neck.
He walked up the stairs and greeted you with a smile “You ready?”
“How’d you know where I go to school?” You wondered.
“I have my ways” he smirked, reaching his hand out for you the second time this week. Rolling your eyes at his reply, you grab his tattooed hand. You could feel people staring at you, and for once in your life, you didn’t feel embarrassed, uncomfortable, or anxious. You felt safe. Still holding your hand, Jungkook opened the car's front door, helping you get in.
Yeah, you could get used to this.
The car ride was mostly quiet, thankfully he had put the radio on for you. It wasn’t long until you reached the destination, you knew it the moment you saw a huge tall building, one you couldn’t even imagine existed.
He parks the car and helps you out, next thing you know you’re standing next to Jungkook as he types in the code to enter his apartment. You couldn’t help but mildly widen your eyes when he opened the door to his penthouse. Amazed by how beautiful and big his apartment was, “Like what you see so far?” He smiled amused, putting his hand on your back and guiding you to what looked to be his office. You sit down on the other side of the desk, “So, where were we, baby?” He said taking out some paperwork from a file.
“You said you had some rules?”
“Right, they’re not hard to follow so it should be okay princess.” He said, giving you a paper with the rules written on it.
Rule number 1:
Until the contract expires, you’ll be living with Jungkook.
“What?!”
“Hm? What’s a wrong babe?”
“I can’t live here!”
“Why not?”
“I have my apartment, and it’s too far away from school and my jobs.”
“About that, you no longer work there. I mailed both the cafe and strip club, you quit a few hours ago.”
This bastard-
“And you have a chauffeur from now on. You didn’t think you’d be working there while being with me? It would be too stressful for you so I took care of it.” He simply said like it was no big deal, further pissing you off.
“Yes but…ugh never mind. But I’m sleeping on my bed.” You demanded.
“Whatever you say, baby.”
Rule number 2:
Jungkook will pick out your clothing.
“Really? Rule number 2.” You said, not slightly amused.
“Well, I have to make sure I take good care of you don’t I.” He said, grinning.
Fair enough, you thought.
Rule number 3
Always let Jungkook where you are at all times.
Reading all the rules, which was 3 in total. It didn’t seem so bad. So you agreed, signing the contract in a heartbeat. Later, Jungkook showed you around the penthouse, after all, your stuff arrives at his house, you unpack and get settled into your current home.
Jungkook had told you about a party tomorrow night. It was a celebration because he would take over his deceased father’s company.
And now, you’re currently sitting at the dining table, with Jungkook sitting at the other end as you guys eat dinner cooked by a professional chef. You weren’t gonna lie, it was the best meal you’ve ever eaten. Devouring almost all of your food, you finally dared to ask him about his father.
“You said something about your father passing away? I’m sorry, it must’ve been tough.” You said, giving him a weak smile.
His expression changed almost immediately as he stopped chewing for a moment, he had this cold look in his eyes. Almost like I had mentioned an enemy. He takes a sip of the red wine before speaking. “Don’t be, the old man had it coming.” He said in an emotionless tone. Clearing up his throat, “We should get ready for bed, we’ll have a long day tomorrow.” He said, whipping his mouth with the napkin. Not needing to ask further questions, you quickly understood what kind of relationship he had with his father. Almost feeling bad for him, you agreed and went to wash up in your room.
“Princess, may I come in?” Jungkook asked,
“Yeah it’s fine, come in!” You shouted from the bathroom as you turned off the hairdryer.
“I brought you a gift.” He said, placing the large gift box on the dresser.
Excited to see what his first gift was, you pull the string of the white ribbon and open the box. Not sure of what it is, you take it out.
It was the most stunning red dress you’ve ever seen, you couldn’t help but to slightly open your jaw, amazed by how beautiful it was.
“I’m guessing you like it?”
“I love it.”
“There’s more.” He said excitedly, taking out a small jewelry box, you opened the box in his hands, and inside it was a simple yet stunning white pearl necklace.
He gently grabs your waist, turning you to the mirror as he moves your hair to the side, keeping eye contact with you through the mirror, he successfully puts on the necklace. He doesn’t let go, instead, he just stands there, still holding you as he admires all of you.
“Fuck you’re so beautiful.” He whispered in your ear.
You swallow harshly before speaking up. “We should go to bed.” You said in a low voice. As soon as you said that, he slowly let go of you, “You’re right, tell me if you need anything.” He said, looking almost embarrassed, wishing you a good night before closing the bedroom door.
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Weeks had gone by, and everything was going great. Jungkook kept his word and he even sent you more money than he had promised you, plus the expensive gifts you’ve been receiving every day.
He was also getting less of a jerk compared to the night you first met. As each day went by, he was getting more and more caring and affectionate. For example, he’d visit you from his busy schedule during your school breaks to have lunch together to make sure you ate, and he’d often compliment you on how astonishing and pretty you are. He’d spend more quality time with you alone and not with other people, preferring to spend time with only you doing various fun activities you never thought you’d have the chance to. Turns out you had some things in common, you both preferred to stay home, watching old movies and stuffing your faces with food.
You arrive at Jungkook's penthouse late from school, and you see another gift placed on your bed. You squeal, excited to see what he had gotten you this time. You open the gift and inside is another dress to die for, but also a small white note.
Wear this tonight Beautiful and be ready by 7.
- Love, Jungkook
Putting the breathtaking dress on, you stop to look at yourself in the mirror and wonder what Jungkook exactly sees in you to think that you’re so beautiful. Taking a last glance, you can’t help but think how different everything would’ve been if you hadn’t worked as a stripper 2 months ago and met Jungkook. Trying to find the right heels for your dress, you heard knocking on the door. “Come in,” you say whilst sitting on the bed to put your shoes on.
“Are you ready? Oh here let me help.” He said, taking the shoes from your hand. Kneeling, he put your foot on his thigh as he gently slid on one heel after the other.
”Come on baby, I have a surprise.” He said opening the door for you. As mentioned before, Jungkook had become more affectionate. The whole car ride, Jungkook had put one hand on your thigh while driving, caressing it soothingly and delicately. You didn’t mind as it made you feel calm and safe.
Arriving at the location, it seemed like it was a dinner surprise at a very fancy restaurant. Standing outside of the building, you start to feel a little unsettled, Jungkook notices and walks next to you offering you his arm which you gladly take as you walk in together.
“This is very nice, thank you Jungkook.”
“It is my pleasure, expect more of these in the future Princess.”
“Welcome to Jungsik, I’ll be taking your order tonight.” The waiter said, turning to you as he smiled waiting for you to order.
“Thank you, I’ll have the-“
“Wait, I’m sorry, you look familiar?”
“Oh, I do?” You said anxiously.
You could see Jungkook trying to hold back, poking his tongue into his cheek, slowly curling his hand into a fist.
“Right! You’re one of the strippers at Black Pearl Club! Shit you looked so hot in-“
“Okay, that’s it!” Jungkook yelled, grabbing the guy by his collar, ready to grow the punch “Jungkook stop!” You yelled, looking at him terrified.
Jungkook turned his head to stare at you, breathing heavily through his nose, aggressively letting go of the trembling guy that was trying to catch his breath.
“Come on baby we’re leaving.” He quickly said grabbing your wrist while shooting daggers with his eyes at the waiter.
You were shit scared, never have you seen him like this. Sure he could be a teasing jerk sometimes but on no occasion have you seen him like this. It was as if he wasn’t there at all, if you hadn’t stopped him from beating that guy up things could’ve ended badly. The car ride back home was silent, he was driving home so fast you were surprised the cops didn’t stop you guys.
“I have some paperwork to take care of. You can get ready for bed, okay princess.” He said, smiling weakly.
Not knowing what to say and frankly too shaken up from the incident, you just nod. Done preparing, you sit in your pajamas not wanting the night to end the way it did. After all that happened today, you wanted to make sure that Jungkook was at least okay. You tiptoe on the cold tile, ready to knock on the slightly ajar door.
“Yes, Son Jiho, at Jungsik restaurant. Take care of it, I want him gone for good.” Jungkook said, speaking through gritted teeth. Hanging up, a cruel smug smile formed on his face as he took a deep breath in, chuckling at the thought of that man’s death.
You stood there frozen with your eyes widened, your heart started beating fast and your chest felt tight. You finally took a step back, trying to recollect yourself. You quickly hurry back into your room, standing there for a second before quickly packing your old back bag. You had enough cash to get away from that crazy bastard. Packing all the necessities, you quickly got changed into some of the other clothes you still had left from before. Slightly opening the bedroom door, you peek to see if he was there. The lights were all turned off which meant he had gone to bed, carefully closing the door, you tiptoed to the front door. You type in the code but it won't open, you blame the dark so you try to type it again.
“Princess?” You heard his voice call through the dark. You slowly turn around to face him.
“Where are you off to so late at night?” He asked, walking closer to you.
“I forgot my book at the library the other day and I need it.” You said, trying to sound as casual and calm as possible.
“Oh really? So you didn’t happen to overhear me in the office earlier.”
He knows.
He started walking even closer to you, trapping you in the corner of the room.
You could feel his breathing down your neck. Swallowing harshly before speaking up. “W- what happened to him?”
“Oh you don't have to worry about that baby” he cooed, “but if you must know.” He said, looking into your eyes, as he gently stroked your cheek.
“He’s in a better place now.” He said, smirking.
Too scared to move away, you closed your eyes trembling out of fear. How did you get yourself into this mess?
“Enough about him. You weren’t leaving me, now were you baby?”
“No.” You whisper, lying through your teeth.
He exhaled out, relieved, “Oh thank god, my good girl wouldn’t leave me, not that you could anyways.” He said smiling, holding your face with both his hands, admiring your features.
“What?”
“The moment you signed that contract you were officially mine.”
Your heart skipped a beat, trying to get away from him, “What? No Jungkook I-“
“I’m the only one that can look after you! Hell, I was the only one who helped you when you needed it the most! You need me!” He yelled as he got frustrated.
He tried to take a deep breath in, trying to calm himself down. “All, you need to know is that you’re mine, I’m not ever letting you go ever and the sooner you accept that, the better it will be for you.” He said, forcing a smile.
“Do you understand?” He asked.
You slowly nodded.
“I’m sorry I didn’t hear you?” He asked again, trying to catch your gaze.
“I understand.” You choked out.
“Ohh there’s my good girl.” He softened, tucking your hair behind your ear.
“You must be tired huh baby?” He said frowning, letting go of your face as he held your hand instead.
“Come on baby, let’s go to our room and get ready for the night.”
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you're mine noona - pt 1 - cha eunwoo x reader - day 13
Warning: smut (18+ only)
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You had killed his mother. That's what everybody thought, at least, including Cha Eunwoo.
His dark eyes bored into your own as he strode down the long hallway in your father's mansion. You couldn't help but feel the electricity between you two that was always firing, but it felt especially inappropriate on the day of your step mother's funeral.
All you did was walk in on her stashing cash in her big Louis Vuitton purse from your father's desk last weekend, and she had a heart attack then and there. But she had cursed you out as you tried to tell the ambulance crew, your father, and Eunwoo what was happening, and the rest was history. Your father had married this woman just last year, yet somehow he believed her over you every single time.
Your breath then hitched as you could feel the other mourners' judgemental stares land on you. You turned abruptly, and reached for the door closest to you. It turned out to be the laundry room.
You breathed out and in while resting your forearms against the cold glass of the lastest washing machine. The gentle rhythm of the wash the housekeeper had put on soothed you. Your too-tight black dress felt tight, especially in the chesr area. You could feel a sense of panic starting to rise in you.
The door opened behind you with a snick, and you felt a large presence at your back.
'What are you doing here, Noona?' His words q4were innocent enough, but his voice held barely controlled anger.
Before you could turn around, his arms grabbed you around your torso. One big hand splayed out over your slightly rounded abdomen, while the other held your shoulder in a loose grip.
'Eunwoo, we can’t do this again! Not here, not now,' you whisper-yelled as best as you could.
Suddenly, you were airborne, pantyless, and sitting on the rocking washing machine. Eunwoo's gaze never left yours, and you were mesmerized as he pulled down the front of your dress and pulled out both breasts.
'Youre breathing hard, Noona. Looks like you're ready for a ride.' Eunwoo's rough voice held dark promise.
'I'm not-' You lost my train of though as Eunwoo bit your ear lobe and massaged your breast. ''I, I'm not your noona.' You breathed out. One of your hands that was initially halfheartedly pushing him away was now somehow caressing his shoulder.
Your words and gentle touch for whatever reason calmed him down. 'Noona, I'm going to enter you now, okay?'
Your eyes met his, and the decision was made. 'Okay,' you breathed out.
You closed your eyes, expecting him to continue with breakneck speed. But now all you felt was the rocking of that damned washing machine you were sitting on.
Only when you opened your eyes, did you see Cha Eunwoo was now at an arm's length away. 'Oh Noona, looks like we have a lot of room to play.' He drawled, then with a withering smirk, turned on his heel and walked away.
You looked down at your half naked self, and for the first time, felt a deep sense of anger. You won't let them keep pushing you around, you vowed to yourself.
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Pt 2: https://www.tumblr.com/blowingcookies/747331518085693440/youre-mine-noona-pt-2-cha-eunwoo-x-reader?source=share
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I accomplished the following today!:
✔️ 2.5 questions done (out of 120 to do, total); >5 emails so I could get my PSG done
✔️stuck to my diet, did a long walk, cleaned and organised my room
If I get 30 questions done tomorrow, write an email for my accomodation, and am able to organise my desk, I'll write a pt 2 😁
Thanks for reading and being part of my motivation!!!
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Call Me Crazy Long As You Call Back
Pairing: Cha Eunwoo x Black Reader
Song: Crazy By ALX
Warnings: fluff and angst but suggestive 😉, use of the pet name baby
word count: 1,788
Request(?): this was a request by the lovely @penny44224 🩵
Disclaimers: I do NOT own any of these picture credits to the owners and this is PURE FICTION ALSO UNEDITED
Tag list: @cookiesdiaryx @penny44224 @heeyboooo
” I have a surprise for you so be ready.”
You couldn’t stop looking at the text message he sent you. Trying to contain your nervousness you paced your living room waiting for your best friend Eunwoo to come pick you up. You guys haven’t been able to hang out recently do to his job and your job but you guys texted every day especially now.
“I’m outside”
Your phone dinging scared you, but you read the message, grabbed your keys, and grabbed the closest tote bag to you walking out of the door. As soon as you got outside and adjusted your eyes to the sun light you saw him leaning against his car with the passenger door open waiting for you to get in. you smiled jogging over to him with open arms. “Hi” you beamed as you melted into his body. He pulled you closer to him taking in your scent. “Hey” he blushed pulling away. “You look gorgeous” he kissed your forehead.
You guys sat there looking into each other’s eyes letting the comfortable silence between you both do all the talking. He broke the silence and the eye contact when he looked away from you at the street and said “come on we don’t want to be late” he insisted so you hopped into the car, and he closed the car door for you. After he got in the driver side, he started the car and you guys made the drive to his surprise.
When he let you out of the car you realized that you were at a beach. You heart sored and you ran to him grabbing his hand without paying attention practically dragging him on the beach. As soon as your feet touched the sand you ran out to the water. Something about the beach always gave you a sense of freedom. You turned to look back at Eunwoo who’s still standing watching you play in the water with all of the love in his eyes.
“You stay over there I’ll be right over once I finish putting our blanket down ok?” you nodded your head at him as you began to think. The thing is you’ve liked Eunwoo for so long and you have no idea how to tell him what if I told him today you though looking down at your feet in the water. Not paying any attention whatsoever to where you were walking you bumped into to someone
“Oh, shit I’m sorry I should have watched where I was going” you apologized while raising your head to look at the man. “No, its fine” the man reassured you smiling from ear to ear. “I’m Julian by the way” he smirked looking you up and down “I’m Y/N nice to meet you” you said a bit uncomfortable with the way he was looking at you. “So, are you here alone?” he asked your mouth open but before words could fall you felt a hand grab yours.
“No, she’s with me” Eunwoo answered for you, you swear he can read your mind sometimes. “You sure you know this guy” Julian asked looking annoyed that Eunwoo was intruding into the conversation. You nodded “yep he’s my boyfriend” you blurted out not realizing fuuuuuccckk you thought until Eunwoo looked over at you grabbing your chin turning your face to look at him. “Did he make you uncomfortable baby? I’m sorry it took me so long to get out blanket down.”
He turned his head to look the man in front of the both of you scowling. He straightened his back to show how much muscle and height he had over the frail creature who decided to try to harass you today “Do you have a problem?” Eunwoo asked his voice deepening to put the icing on the I-am-and-will-always-be-a-better-man-then-you cake. It makes your heart jump and before you knew it a second heartbeat came from some where else you ignored it and continued listening. “Nah man my bad” Julian put his hands up in defeat looking over at you before he walked away. When you guys were about hallway to the blankets you heard a voice yell out” When shit goes south you can always find me here”
You let his word sink in. When shit goes south then your brain starts to remember every single time the people around you made you feel like you weren’t lovable. Just last year you broke up with a guy who was only using you for your body you were so ashamed of yourself. You felt so stupid, so you did what any normal person did after a breakup…. You rewatched Bridgerton while crying your eyes out. Then you got a text that made your whole night “I’m coming over lets watch a movie together” about half an hour later you cuddled up with your best friend while he fed you ice cream in the most comfortable silence realizing that you had a crush on him.
And since then, your love for him has only grown, you kept thinking that he could never like you and what would the media think THE Cha Eun Woo with a black woman. You could already hear the negativity that would be flooding on to your Instagram as if there wasn’t any already just from being friends with him. Eunwoo could feel the sadness radiating off of you so he hugged in hopes that he can take just a little bit of that sadness with him when he pulled away. “Hey let’s eat yeah? I got your favorite I cream” he said doing a little dance with the half a pint that he had in his hands. Just like that all of your worries left you and you grabbed it from him and sat down on the blanket.
After eating and talking for a little bit the sun began to set and it was the perfect time to go swimming. After taking off your shorts you stood up and extended your hand to him, he grabbed it and the both of you ran like kids into the clear blue water. You guys played around for a few minuets before you guys decided to float for a while. You turned to look at him “do you want to play a game?” you asked, and he nodded “yeah what game?” he answered. “we both go under water and we try to figure out what the other is saying” you explained “yeah let’s do” after you both agreed that you would go first you started it off easy.
You yelled the word goldfish which he got on the first try surprisingly. Then it was his turn and you guys went under you were trying to decipher what he yelled but then you heard it I love you immediately went up for air with so many emotions. “What did I say?” he asked as if he didn’t just say the one thing that you’ve wanted to say like forever. “Now you can tell me if I’m wrong but was it I love you?” you asked heart leaping out of your chest he looked everywhere but into your eyes “yeah I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while but I never got the chance but I like you a lot” he confessed
Tears streamed from your face as you realized the gravity of what just happened. He immediately began to apologize like the gentleman he is but you reassured him that it was ok “I like you too” he exhaled and chuckled, “wow” was all he could say for a minute as the reality sunk in for him as well. “Let swim back I want to be out of the water when I tell you how I feel” you said he agreed with you and swam back to shore. When you guys got to the blanket and your towels you looked at him admiring how perfect he was in every sense of the word. He was so kind and amazing when it came to caring for you it just made you feel like you mattered and all was right in the world.
When you guys sat down and got comfortable you told him about your feeling toward him and what you were scared or and all he did was listen to you. It was the first time in a long time that anyone had listened to you. After you said your peace he grabbed your hands bringing then to his lips giving each of your fingers soft kisses “I know that you’re worried and trust me I am too but when I’m with you all of that worry goes out of the window and I’m at peace here with you. What I’m trying to say Is be my girlfriend. Not some random guy who doesn’t know that you prefer mitch match socks because you thing their more comfortable, not that asshole who can’t take a hint even if you shoved it up his ass, MY girlfriend.”
He took a minute to breath because he was getting worked up thinking of the idea that you could be with someone else. Once calmed down he grabbed your face caressing your cheek you looked at him in awe “Just mine?” he pleaded. You nodded vigorously pulling him closer to you rushing in and kissing him. He immediately kissed back exploring your mouth with his tongue. You moaned into his mouth which only made you want him more. Pulling away with hooded eyes you placed your forehead onto his “only yours” you answered.
When he pulled up to your apartment, he got out immediately to open your door once you got out, he walked you to your door. You turned around and kissed him again just because you knew you would miss him tonight. You walked in and watched him walk to his car “BYE BOYFRIEND” you yelled out to him “BYE GIRLFRIEND” he yelled back then he got into his car. You closed the door behind you but you already missed him, his touch, his words, his kiss… you needed more you opened the door to go outside and convince him to spend the night but a soon as it opened there he was. You both stood there for a minute having a conversation just with your eyes.
Before you could say anything, his lips were on yours and he was slamming your apartment door shut. “I want to make you mine officially tonight is that okay?” you immediately let out a “yes” and that was the start of your lives together. Let’s just say you definitely didn’t show up for your morning shift the next morning.
A/N (before official post): Again this was a request by the lovely @penny44224 it might be out tonight it might be out tomorrow who knows.
A/N (after official post): i hope you love it as much as i love you @penny44224 ok byyyeeeeeeee~
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♬ Summary: Y/N has met Jungkook’s members but she hasn’t met his friends. To be more specific, the 97 line and tonight is the night for that to change.
♬ Pairing: Established relationship; Jungkook x reader
♬ Rating: PG - 14
♬Genre: Established relationship and fluff
♬ Warnings: Jealousy and swearing
♬ Part of, ‘ I fell In Love With A Girl Group Stan; The After Story
Jungkook watched from his side of the room with a worried look as Y/N kept changing her hairstyle. She went from braids to a bun and now she has her hair down. He walked up to her and took the brush out of her hand when he saw her aggressively brushing. She looked up at him and he raised his eyebrow, “Y/N, that’s not good for your scalp.”
She puffed out her cheeks and looked away from him, “It was helping my nerves...”
“Doesn’t mean it's good for you. Baby, why are you so nervous?”
“Are you really asking me that!? These are your best friends! Of course I’m going to be nervous.”
He let out a laugh and she gave him a small glare through the mirror, “You met my members and they love you. I feel like I have to fight Jin and Yoongi for you sometimes...Also, don’t yell at me or you’ll be punished.”
Her face turned red and looked away from his teasing smirk, “I-I’m just nervous to be around them...It’s different from your members.”
“You do realize you melted Yoongi’s heart right? That’s like the hardest thing to do. I think you got this babe.”
“I’m not sure...I’m really nervous to meet Eunwoo.”
Jungkook raised his eyebrow at this and crossed his arms over his chest, “Why?”
“I’ve watched so many drama’s with him in it...it's crazy to meet him.”
He pouted at this and Y/N let out a small laugh, “You watched his dramas?”
“Mae showed me a couple, don’t be jealous.”
“I-I’m not!”
The couple made their way to his car as Jungkook pouted at the thought of Y/N watching his friend. The car ride was filled with Jungkook explaining who was going to be there, Yugyeom, Bam Bam and Eunwoo. She was more nervous to meet Yugyeom because that was Jungkook’s best friend. He parked the car as she stared at the restaurant with a nervous look. Jungkook saw this and grabbed her hand gently, “Baby, it's going to be okay.”
“I-I know...I just don’t know if they would like me.”
“Again, you melted Yoongi’s heart, you're going to be fine.” He glanced down at her outfit smiling to himself. She was wearing one of his black shirts with a pink cardigan on top with black pants. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her cheek making her eyes go wide, “I forgot to tell you, you look cute.”
“Jung-Jungkook!”
The two walked in the restaurant with masks on, hiding their identities from the world. She knew it was necessary and she honestly loves no one knowing who she was. It made her feel protected. He showed the waiter his ID and they nodded their head at him. They walked towards the back with Jungkook holding her hand tightly, something that always gave her comfort. The door opened as her eyes widened a bit when she saw Bam Bam singing into a spoon while Yugyeom filmed him all while Eunwoo continued to eat his soup. Jungkook bowed his head at the waiter pulling down his mask letting out a loud cough. This caused everyone to look at them and this made Y/N hide behind Jungkook, “We’re here. You guys already started drinking?”
Eunwoo wiped his mouth and let out a small laugh, “They only had water, don’t tempt them.”
Bam Bam frowned at Eunwoo and then turned his attention towards Jungkook, “I thought you said you were bringing your girlfriend.”
“What are you talking about? I-” He turned his head to see that spot next to him was empty and let out a small laugh. He moved to the side and Y/N was in view of everyone, “I did.”
She blinked her eyes at them pulling down her mask. She quickly bowed at them, happy that she was hiding her red face, “P-Pleasure to meet you.”
When she came back up, Jungkook wrapped his arm over her shoulders, “This is my girlfriend, L/N Y/N.”
She gave them a small wave and hid her face into Jungkook’s side. Bam Bam leaned forward with his chin resting on his palm with a small smirk, “Yah, Kook, she's cute. Too cute for you.”
Jungkook glared at his friend and kissed the top of Y/N’s head, “She’s mine, back off.”
Yugyeom let out a laugh and took a sip of his water, “Aww Jungkook is being possessive. It’s cute.”
“Stop calling me cute!”
Y/N and Jungkook sat next to Eunwoo and she felt her face turn red when she glanced at his face. He was really handsome up close and it was clear he was an actor with his jawline. Jungkook placed some kimchi in a bowl for her when he caught her staring at Eunwoo. He felt his eyebrow twitch as he placed the bowl in front of her. He leaned forward and gently touched her inner thigh causing her to jump a little as he sent her a small smirk, “Your kimchi, baby.”
She picked up her chopsticks nodding her head. She took one bite when Yugyeom leaned forward giving her a small smile, “Neh, Y/N, when’s your birthday?”
“O-Oh, it's February twenty-first...”
Bam Bam wiped his mouth and Y/N was more nervous having more eyes on her, “Are you the same age as Jungkook?”
“I was born in 98...”
Yugyeom let out a small laugh and smacked Jungkook’s shoulder lightly, “You like them young?”
“Shut the fuck up.”
Y/N let out a small laugh and a deep voice next to her caused a shiver to go down her back, “What’s your occupation?”
“Eunwoo, you sound like a job interviewer.”
Y/N shook her head at them with her face being as red as the kimchi in front of her, “It-It’s okay. I’m training right now at the Royal Culture Vault but after that's done, I will be a historian.”
Eunwoo nodded his head at this and looked at Jungkook with a small smirk, “Cute and smart, you made a good choice, Kook.”
Y/N shook her head at this looking at Jungkook with a small smile, “Jungkook is also cute and smart...he’s everything I wanted in someone. If anything I made the best decision in my life by saying yes to him.”
Jungkook's eyes widened at this and looked down at Y/N, “R-Really?”
“Yes.”
Yugyeom looked between them and smiled to himself, happy that his friend found someone that truly loves him. Bam Bam on the other hand, grimaces at this and lets out a loud gag causing the couple to look at him, “That’s disgusting.”
Eunwoo rolled his eyes and smiled at Y/N, “I think it's sweet.”
Jungkook rolled his eyes at his friends and leaned down placing a quick kiss on her lips, “I think it's sweet too.”
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the scariest thing | kth
plot | You were invited to tell your story about the scariest thing you've ever done.
words | 3.6k
genres | angst, unrequited love au, one sided love au, best friends au
pairing | ceo!taehyung x reader
note | was this fic sitting in my drafts for almost a year now? yes. did i read it over and over again that i eventually forgot about it? yes. but here it is. i apologize it took so long. i hope you'll enjoy reading this. let me know your thoughts!
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“Please tell us something about yourself.”
You sat on a wooden stool chair in a middle of a plain white background. The bright studio lights both stood on each side of the camera, which made you a little blinded at first. But you got used to it since you arrive at this studio almost fifteen minutes ago. Your supposed interviewer, Nayeon, is a friend of a mutual friend who invited you to this project. She seemed like a really organized and creative woman. Earlier, when you arrived, she explained to you about their channel. She concluded that their production group has this YouTube channel where they posted videos about stories or opinions of many people. You found it strange at first but decided to join in since you have free time to spare. For now, only three staffs are in the room. The editor, the interviewer, and the cameraman.
“I am Y/N, currently in my early 30s.” you softly smiled after introducing yourself shortly.
Being the center of attention or staying in front of a camera is something you do not usually do. In fact, you usually avoided any kind of these situations ever since you were young and you don’t really have many photos in your apartment now. The one scrapbook you keep is filled with pictures of places you went to, family, and friends you were close to. Especially those you met in college.
“So you were invited here by our editor, Nina, who is your friend. Right?” Nayeon asked and you nodded in answer. “And she told us that you are commonly shy around cameras, what made you agree to come to join us for today?”
You giggled, “I kind of want to try something new.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, my life’s been pretty boring from childhood to graduate school.” you joked and you spotted Nina chuckling in the background.
You met Nina back in your sophomore year in college and she is well aware of how you prioritized your studies a lot before. She is the ex-girlfriend of one of your close friends from your first two years in college. You two managed to still communicate every now and then even after they broke off their short-lived romantic relationship.
“Oh, let’s see about that.” Nayeon smiled before looking down at her notebook with a black pen in her right hand. “I am going to ask a question and maybe you can tell us a story answering it. Will it be fine?”
“Okay,” you replied before a thought popped in. “Wait, how many questions? Nina told me that there going to be twenty of them, which made me a little freaked out.”
Nayeon laughed, “It’s only one main question! Then, some additional ones along the way just to clarify things.”
You rolled your eyes playfully at Nina, who is covering her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loud, “You liar.”
After a few more laughs and shared banter with Nina, which Nayeon joined in, the interview continued. The camera guy, Eunwoo, who you also met earlier was grinning hearing how you and your friend tease each other.
“What’s the main question again?” you asked before any banter start again.
“What is the scariest thing you have ever done?”
You crossed your leg over the other as you think of an answer. Looking back on three decades of your life, you only thought of three things.
“Oh, I have three answers. Probably cutting class one time in high school, opening my social media accounts, and…”
“Wait, opening a social media account?” Nayeon repeated, squinting. “How?”
“Well…” you clasped your hands. “I personally think that it’s a messy and toxic place. Many people can say something to someone just by their posts. They can already judge you a lot. So I am not really active on my socials, I only use them when needed. And I am a really private person, I don’t post a lot unless it’s necessary.”
Nayeon nodded at your explanation, “Okay, I get it. How about your third answer? What is it?”
“Oh, uhm…” you paused as you pursed your lips, having second thoughts if you should answer it. Whatever. You exhaled, “This is really cliché. But it’s when I confessed to a very close friend.”
“Can you tell us more about it?”
“Uhm, yeah. Sure.” you forced a smile. “I have been friends with this guy ever since elementary. He was a really good kid and a social butterfly! I, who was a very shy kid, somehow got to befriend him, who is a very extroverted boy. I remembered those times he would pull me into their playground games every single time. He always made sure I am never left out. That’s how we became close over many years. High school came, and he became really into sports and famous. Like, you know, those overused teen movies characters.”
You see Nayeon chuckled and you continued, “Nonetheless, we remained best of friends at those times. He still hasn’t changed. Me too. Gladly, unlike those nerdy movie characters, I was never bullied by the mean girls for being close with the popular guy.”
You raised your hands to put air quotes on certain words, emphasizing them with sarcasm in your tone.
“He was always invited to these parties and he would ask me to come with him. Then, I would remind him about the school activities we need to do. We were often partners in school projects. I think we balance each other back then. He would be the one focused on having fun while I would concentrate on our academics. It was kinda weird how we remained friends in high school since I know others grew apart.”
Stories of teens growing apart in high school were things you always read or hear from some of your patients as a psychiatrist. Somehow, you felt lucky that you and Taehyung managed to keep your friendship past high school.
“No matter how much I hate loud events, I always made sure to watch him play in his basketball games. Knowing that his scary dad does not really support him in that aspect, I hoped that having my presence there gave him the motivation to continue with his hobby. The first and only time I cut a class in high school was the time their team had a game at another school. I remember sneaking out with a friend and I was so terrified while my friend assured me that it was going to be fine since she was already used to cutting classes. Then fast forward, forty minutes later, we arrived at the other school’s gymnasium. We found an empty spot near their bench so he easily spots us in the middle of that game. He looked surprised but grinned widely that time and I remember my heart skipped a bit. It felt like cutting class was really worth it.” you laughed.
“Did he do that common mischievous wink before shooting the ball in the hoops?” Nayeon asked with a teasing tone.
You laughed again, shaking your head, “Fortunately, no. I would really find it corny if he did that. And I think we were both not a fan of public displays of affection. We prefer doing things in our own little worlds. Nonetheless, I never knew how he really show affection since we both didn’t date anyone back in high school or college, that I know of!”
Nayeon’s eyebrows raised when she heard your statement, “You never dated anyone in those years?”
“No.” you shake your head again. “Me, personally, do not really have plans in dating back in high school. Even though that was where my feelings began for my friend. In college, I set my eyes on doing my best in my course as I want to keep my scholarship. For my best friend, I don’t know if he dated anyone back in college since we lost it.”
“You lost it?” Nayeon pushed her glasses up as she repeated your words.
“Yeah, we kind of drifted apart during the first two years of college. We went to different universities, which includes me moving miles away since I got accepted to this really great school. Maybe this is where the growing apart phase happened. I met new friends, including Nina,” you smiled at your longtime friend. “And really improved my social life then. As I said, I rarely use social media so I do not really have any updates from my best friend. It was two years of just texting each other on phone occasionally. It’s really just a bunch of greetings to one another.”
“Then, what happened?”
You smiled as you can hear the mix of curiosity and excitement in her tone, “Then, junior year happened. Things were getting really pricey. An old roommate of mine moved out and that worsen my expenses for a couple of months. So I was about to look for a roommate on Craiglist– it was what my friends recommended– when I got a call from an old friend. The one I cut classes with before. She studies at the same university and told me that she saw my best friend around the campus. He even chatted with her a bit and shared that he is transferring.”
You remembered how surprised, worried, and a bit angry you were when you heard that from a mutual friend. You took some hours alone before calling Taehyung about it, wondering why he hasn’t told you about his transfer plans. Was he mad at you? Did something happen? Are we still friends?. The questions that all popped into your head were later asked when you called him. You remembered how he defensively denied that he have any negative emotions towards you, claiming that he was just ashamed of the unfortunate path he was walking on.
“So, I called him. I think I was too aggressive that time, throwing questions at him.” you laughed. “But I was really worried about what could possibly happen to him. Then, he shared that he was looking for an apartment near the campus and I immediately asked him to meet. After a quick catch-up, I offered my apartment because I trust that man with my life. So I don’t need any more talking just to get to know him!”
You emphasized how you trust Taehyung with the emotions and tone of your voice. You see Nina smiled. Although you’ve been friends since college, she, herself, never met your best friend. She moved to another country at the same time Taehyung moved in to be your roommate. Up until now, she probably doesn’t know who you were talking about.
“So, what happened?”
“He moved in later. I got to teach him things again just like back in middle school except it’s all about basic living needs. That guy doesn’t even know how to budget his allowance. In his first week, he bought a lot of unnecessary things and junk food with his dad’s money. And it only took him three days to finish it all! Ah, it was really unhealthy.” you shook your head while the image of Taehyung having his fourth donut of that day played inside your mind. “Gladly, he later learned how to cook, which I know helped us both a lot since I know I won’t be doing all the cooking alone and he will learn.”
“Wait, with all of these happening, do you still have the same feelings you had for him back in your high school years?” Nayeon wondered.
Your lips pursed as you think quietly, organizing your thoughts before speaking out.
“The thing is… it was never gone. The feelings are just always there… or here,” you told her as your hand unconsciously landed on your chest while you explained. “Back in high school, I can say that all I felt for him was possibly a tiny, tiny spark of crush. Then we drifted apart for two years and all the feels lie low, I guess. But I knew, it was still there. Because in every important event, I was like a little kid excitedly waiting for his messages.” you giggled at that memory.
“And when we got more time together in our last years in college, I could say that it grew into more than just a crush. Unfortunately.” you grimaced sarcastically. “He’s not hard to like… or even love.”
This time, you looked down as a soft, bitter smile stays on your lips. Your eyes remained on your shoes as you continue to talk, “He is a nice guy even though he said he messed up a lot in his first years in college. He always told me how he wants to be a better person than his dad and I think he is doing well now. He always thinks of himself as a jerk or something bad. But, he’s not... He is always willing to learn and good at accepting change. He is so much friendly with everyone that my college friends became his friends too after just a day of hanging out.”
Your friends first guessed that you two were dating before they visited your apartment and met Taehyung. It took them two months to move on and be convinced that you and your Taehyung are nothing but roommates and best of friends. But it never dies down, since there were times they tried setting you two with different people and without even talking to each other about it, both of you declined. There was a time that they suspected you of keeping your relationship a secret but you and Taehyung just laughed it off, calling it silly.
“So yeah, to make it short, the feelings I had grew. Especially when he began doing things that fed my adoration for him to grow more.”
Nayeon leaned in a bit, still out of the camera shot, “Things? What things?”
“Okay, first was he left these sweet mini chocolates that I really love in my stuff. He would place them near my textbooks on our dining table or even on my study desk. We never talked about it but I knew it was him. One time, he slipped one into my laptop bag. But it was later colonized by these annoying ants and I ranted about it during dinner for hours and it never happened again. I appreciate it nonetheless.” you chuckled. “The second was when he watched movies with me during my down days. There were times I am tired and would just wrap myself in a blanket for the whole day. And then there was this time, months after he moved in, he sat beside me to watch this really funny movie with me. Later on, we ended up cuddling. It ended up being a weekly event until our senior year. There were times we ended up sleeping like that. Just quiet and peaceful. And I swear, it warms my heart every time I think about it.”
“Until now?” Nayeon asked with a little hope and teasing in her voice.
You nodded, “Until now. The last one that I really kept with me is when he gifted me something handmade. I really loved it since I love handmade stuff! That was the most memorable thing I received ever. It was so awesome and beautiful. I think even ended up taking it on the bed with me at some point.”
“So, when or how did you confess?”
“Oh, it was sometime before we part ways after our college graduation.” you smiled as you remembered it like it just happened recently. But in fact, it all happened almost a decade ago. “I actually didn’t plan it, which is very not me. We were just talking alone, looking back to our years. Maybe because of the ambiance during that moment– I don’t know. But I just thought, fuck it! Just say it. So, I gathered courage through alcohol. And just said it right there.”
“And… how was it?” Nayeon asked.
Her tone was in the middle of the curiosity and care scale. A little awkward. She was careful as she don’t want to assume how your confession turned out. Even though, she hoped it headed to a good aftermath. But you inhaled sharply, your chest heaving before you exhaled the answer,
“Heartbreaking.” An awkward laugh follows. Then, you continued, “He rejected me and it was my first time. So yeah, it was heartbreaking and made me feel shit for like months. At the same time, I was also confused why because I thought we felt the same thing. But turns out, he didn’t. Maybe I just misunderstood everything…”
Your voice trailed off as you look back to that time. That rejection really caused you a lot of confusion and questions to yourself. It took you months to finally accept that you probably just misunderstood your best friend and his actions around you. But once in a while, you still wonder about why he rejected you since he never really explained it. Your eyes looked away from the camera for a few seconds before turning it back there again, forming a small smile.
“Guys, guys, guys! Don’t worry, I already moved on. It’s been years!” you lightheartedly laughed as you see the gloomy expression from Nina and Nayeon.
The latter pouted before asking another question, “What happened to you two after that?”
“We did not talk again after that. Even though we still lived in the same apartment for like a few days. But we were already preparing to move out at that time. To avoid awkward moments, I decided to pack early, secretly leave the place– much earlier than we planned, and stay back home in the meantime. I didn’t ghost him. I e-mailed him that I just had to go back home early for a cousin’s wedding. It’s an obvious lie. I know that he knew it. I think that was the only I addressed my confession to him and let him know that we are still friends. But we became acquaintances for years before we finally met again. Our friendship rekindled, I think, sometimes when I was in med school.” you shared.
Nayeon’s eyes widened, “So, you still talk now?”
“Of course, he is still my friend. We still hang out if we can. But due to our conflicting schedules and workloads, we rarely do anything together now except for video chatting or calls. We tried planning a dinner or something but there will always be something that would stop it. So, we just settled in virtual meets.” you chuckled. “So yeah, those are the scariest things I’ve done. The confession is, of course, the highest.”
“Okay… So let’s base it on the scariest one which was the confession. Our last question is… on a scale of 1 to 10, how scary was it?”
You poked your cheek with your tongue as you think of it. And answered, “Probably 10.”
“Why?”
“Other than it was really nerve-wracking…” you paused for a second and bit your lower lip. “I have more than 10 years of friendship with him to risk before making a decision to confess. It was a fun, crazy, decade-long platonic relationship and I love every nanosecond of it. And for me to decide to confess, I was aware that I had to make sure that all of it will not go to waste. So yeah, a big 10 for me.”
“Did I ever meet this guy?”
Nina walked you out of their studio after you finished your appearance for their video and said goodbye to their small team. You chuckled as you two entered the elevator.
“No, I doubt that you met him in college. You probably saw him in pictures though.”
She gasped and immediately pulled out her phone from her back pocket. You laughed.
“Good luck with finding him. You need to scroll back to years of your ex’s posts to spot the guy I talked about.”
It was a useless warning. Nina was unbothered and scrolled as you reached the ground floor for parking spaces. You easily spotted your car. Nina sighed, putting her phone back in her pants.
“I’ll look for him later.” she sneered. You just smiled. Nina spoke again, “But thank you for coming today, Y/N! I’m really happy to see you again after years.”
She hugged you and you hugged her back, “Me too. Thank you for inviting me.”
After more minutes of planning to meet again soon for drinks and bonding, Nina finally lets you go. You waved to her from your car before driving away. You took a glimpse at your phone that sat on the passenger seat, no messages. It was only six in the evening. Here you are heading straight home. You got nothing to do anyway. You don’t have any work schedule anymore, you already did them before the interview. You thought of going to a drive-thru for a burger and fries. But maybe you’ll just order online.
This whole interview thing has worn you out a little but it felt refreshing at the same time. You’re probably from all the talking and limiting the things you could share. Nonetheless, it was nice to talk about the past. You get to relive that part of your life for a short while. High school, college, and all the memories you had with Taehyung.
It’s probably for the best.
That’s what you always thought when you found yourself reminiscing about the time he rejected you. You really had your hopes up before confessing to him, you always thought that there was something. But you had to learn you were wrong the hard way.
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❝ sunrise suffocation ❞
┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° synopsis
an unusual pair are called upon as the guardian angel of a small child but sour attitudes don’t last long.
┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° genre & tags
fluff / demon!minghao / angel!reader / enemies to lovers, supernatural edition / they can’t stand eachother at the start / mentions of blades/weaponry / tattoed hao
┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° pairing
minghao x afab!reader
┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° w.c
2.5k words
┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ ° author’s note
i will not state how many times i’ve watched this gif; fanfic name is lyrics from ‘plastic hearts’ by miley cyrus // also use of “甜心” (tián xīn) by minghao, translates to sweetheart (please correct if otherwise)
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Oh that red hair you oh-so despised. Why must it have been him you were paired with to watch over this child with? You would certainly speak with the higher powere about this situation when you returned to heaven.
“Why the sour face, 甜心?” he mocked, spinning the dagger between his fingers in some fancy trick, “not happy to see me?”
He pouted, jutting out his lower lip as he finished the question with a tilt of his head. You scowled, clicking your tongue as you folded your arms across your chest.
“Why the fuck would I ever be happy to see you?” You hissed back lowly, narrowing your eyes at the red head. Nothing would distract your eyes from falling to the black horns that curled out of his skull and parted that bright coloured hair a little or the piercingly blue eyes that stayed on your lithe form in front of him.
“Such harsh language when we’re assigned to a kid,” he tutted, creating a small ‘tsk’ sound as you both turned your head to watch the kid doing cartwheels on the grass not far away from you, “cheer up.”
“I’ll cheer up when this is over,” you mumbled, exhaling as you dropped your tense shoulders, “what are we even supposed to be doing with her?”
“Well,” Minghao spoke, stopping his dagger tricks suddenly, “we have to make sure she makes the right decisions until she turns 18 - oh and make sure she doesn’t get killed, that’s mainly your job.”
Your eyes fell on him with a glare, scoffing. Of course that was your job, you’d be taking the kid to the high gates of heaven if you didn’t do your job successfully - and frankly that was the last thing you wanted to do with your boss’ temper. The two of you stood there for a few more moments, metres apart as you refused to go any closer to him. The damned kid had just turned 6 and you had to work with this asshole as her guardian angel until she was 18? If you could you’d have jumped off a cliff, except you can’t die and therefore it would be futile.
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The sun decided to be particularly temperamental on this day, dashing to hide behind clouds and dulling the mood occasionally. Minghao and yourself was sat at a quaint table outside a coffee shop. Inside the coffee shop sat your assigned child - Shin-hye, who was now 16 on a date with a guy from her school.
Minghao drummed his fingers against the glass table, watching her through the window.
“She has awful taste in men.” He muttered, shaking his head before tilting his head back. You took the moment to admire the pale skin of his neck, littered in black ink. You clicked your tongue to object his opinion on the guy Shin-hye was seeing however a chime from your phones cut you off. Your gaze fell to the message: should Shin-hye kiss Eunwoo?
In a split second, the two of you scoffed, both echoing out loud an “absolutely not!” in sync. You stared at Minghao and Minghao stared back with the blue eyes that were growing on you - at least they were certainly less scary. Had you both just agreed on something for the first time in the past ten years you’d been working together on this assignment? Yes, yes you had - and in sync too, to make matters worse. The sound of the coffee shop’s bell chimed as the door opened, promptly closing afterwards as Eunwoo passed the table that Minghao and yourself sat at. Both of your stares watched him leave, the silence thick and suffocating as neither of you knew what to say in the moment.
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January
Five months left of this assignment, you reminded yourself as you watched the rain race down the windows, creating pretty patterns amongst their song. Shin-hye’s birthday was five months away, leaving you to grasp at the concept that you’d no longer have to cope with Minghao’s finger drumming or the sight of his - admirably pretty - detailed daggers.
Despite the way you felt at the beginning of this assignment, years ago on Sin-hye’s 6th birthday, the atmosphere had changed and attitudes had shifted, most certainly. What you lacked was the ability to see that it definitely felt the same way for Minghao too. He was already biting his nails at the thought that he wouldn’t get to stare at the way your feathered wings would move with your expressions anymore, or the way your halo began to glow as the sun set.
The situation left you both heavily conflicted, grasping to what time you had left together knowing you were beginning to walk on borrowed time. Angels and demons? In a relationship together? Certainly not in this lifetime, you’d be stripped of your wings and thrown back to the dirt of earth - and you didn’t quite know what would happen to Minghao. Yet there was something so luscious about the scent you carried, how your lips glistened from your lip gloss and the scoff you’d resonate when you noticed him staring. He couldn’t help it.
Neither could you, painting the memory of his pale skin heavily decorated in tattoos into your mind every chance you got or watching the way that his pierced tongue would dart out to wet his lips when he was concentrating on his dagger tricks - that you didn’t know he did specifically to try impress your sweet little angel heart. Both of you better than anyone else should understand life’s cruel, cruel ways and your slow slip into mutual obsession was one of them.
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February
A soft ‘tsk’ came from you as you were yet again bickering over one of Shin-hye’s decisions, after all these years. Your rare synchronised agreement two years ago was the only occasion of it, every other decision since ending up in a heated argument. Unbeknownst to you, Minghao felt something every time you managed end up in each other’s faces, yelling opinions blindly. It was the urge to kiss you, to just shut you up in the moment.
He contained himself well. He didn’t know how much of a rule following angel you was, unfortunately he couldn’t read minds to find out.
“Every excuse you throw out is useless,” you ridiculed him, your hands flying up in your frustration, “that’s why she’s in this position in the first place!”
Minghao scoffed, rolling his eyes as he stabbed the wooden table in between you with one of his decorated daggers that was carved on its hilt - you’d been unable to look at them close enough to discover what exactly was carved on them. You flinched at his action, staring at the blade anxiously as you figured you’d probably pushed the demon to his limit finally, after all these years.
“Don’t be so stupid, 甜心,” there he went with that stupid nickname again, causing your heart to do flips despite how terrified you seemed to be mentally, “you were the one who won the decision for her to quit school.”
“That’s what you think is the issue?” You asked bewildered, staring at him with furrowed brows, “not your decision to cut all of her family off with absolutely no reasons? Huh?”
Minghao admired the way that your brows had knitted, your mouth still open in confusion more than hate at that time. You had chewed your lips a little prior to the argument and he was now noticing how you’d made them bleed a little. He fought back the frown he was experiencing, looking away.
“Fine,” he muttered, rubbing his head, “have it your way.”
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March
Shin-hye had once again found another love interest that caused you both to have another special agreement. You thought the guy was handsome - and he liked dogs - and Minghao didn’t give his reasons for agreeing with Shin-hye’s decision. Truthfully, he recognised that time was running out with you - only two months left until the assignment was over and you’d be returned to your eternal homes respectively. He didn’t want to argue anymore and create more awful attitudes with so little left when he wanted to shoot his shot, so he’d taken to simply agreeing with your decisions - Shin-hye was almost 18, she’d live with whatever consequences his actions gave her.
Shin-hye picked up a lot of new habits and established a change in routine following her new partner’s appearance. One of them specifically was watching the sunset on the daily with him and ultimately, that lead to you and Minghao also basking in the orange glow.
“Two months left.” Minghao suddenly mumbled and you rose a brow, turning your gaze from the content couple further along the roof to the redhead beside you.
“Glad to be getting rid of me already?” You pursed your lips, not expecting Minghao to shake his head as his eyes stayed glued to the sunset. You blinked, unsure as to why he wasn’t teasing that sickly sweet nickname or taunting you in any way.
He continued to not speak, giving no more information as the conversation ceased to exist.
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April
“It’s almost like every sunset is one you’ve never seen before.” You whispered, your voice soft as Minghao stood behind where you was sat on the roof’s edge, dangling your legs freely. Shin-hye hadn’t given up the sunset routine, even a month later but you wasn’t complaining.
“Just like some people in this world.” Minghao spoke up. It’d been too long since the two of you last bickered, the atmosphere always weirdly comforting instead of tense and suffocating. You tapped your fingertips on the concrete you sat on.
“You never argue with me anymore,” you mumbled, looking over your shoulder at the tall demon, who had his hands shoved in his pockets, “it’s like you’ve gone soft.”
“You could say that,” Minghao chuckled in the slightest as he glanced at you, “some things changed is all.”
“Are you just going to leave it at that?” You huffed at the lack of information you was receiving from him when you poked to get some. You had hope, even in the slightest, that Minghao turning soft had to do with you.
“Mhm. Stop being nosey.” As serious as he may have attempted to come off as, you could hear that lingering taunting voice within it. Minghao had been like this for weeks now, avoiding most conversations with you. After this time, you were tired of it as the sunset illuminated both of your inhuman bodies.
“Kiss me.” You demanded in an oddly quick manner, catching both yourself and Minghao off guard as you swallowed your pride suddenly, those blue eyes finding your sitting form.
“Despite it literally being forbidden?” Minghao hummed, crouching beside you so you were on eye level. You gulped, unable to use your voice under his gaze as you simply nodded in response. He smirked momentarily before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours.
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May
Birthday month rolled around too quick for either of your liking, having to participate in Shin-hye’s big 18th birthday decisions despite the fact the two of you were clinging to your time together. Nothing could pause time or deter her birthday from happening - you knew that too well. Minghao’s fingers laced with yours as he grabbed your hand.
“You know I’ll stay in contact,” he hummed, his eyes on Shin-hye as she assisted with the balloons for her birthday, giggling with her friends, “we can sneak to earth whenever - we can keep watching these human sunsets.”
“Do you even get sunsets in hell?” You mused and he paused before shaking his head as his answer, followed by a ‘nope’ with the ‘p’ popped. You rose a brow, glancing at him to see how the hues of oranges and pinks reflected in his oddly coloured eyes. His gaze moved to yours, where he flashed a cheeky smile in your direction.
“Funny how you’re going to miss me now, 甜心.” He commented. Naturally, you rolled your eyes but you damn well knew he had a very strong point. It had taken twelve years of watching over some human child for the demon to grow on you, which when you’re immortal it is quite a quick amount of time. Minghao sighed, removing his hand from yours as he instead moved to wrap his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side.
He always carried the strong scent of ash and smouldering flames, like someone had a bonfire and the fire was dying out - just constantly. You didn’t think angels personally carried a scent, nobody had told you but then again you were usually only surrounded by other angels and perhaps angels cannot smell each other. To Minghao however, you carried a gentle scent of fresh roses that didn’t sting his nose when he inhaled it for too long. Sometimes he would smell lavender too and it’d take him back years, perhaps decades to a relationship he had with a mortal who used lavender spray to help her sleep.
Pulling away momentarily, his slim hands raised to unclasp the chain that sat around his neck day in and day out. You watched him, confused as to what he was doing now - especially when he wasn’t speaking.
“Lift your hair,” he whispered, watching you intently as you obeyed, allowing him to clasp his chain around your much more dainty neck, “this way I’m always with you.”
His intentions became clear and you caught yourself smiling to hide the embarrassed blush that was flushing your cheeks, leaning to give him a kiss. You hummed, glancing at your wings before - rather boldly - reaching to brush your fingers against the feathers. You grasped at a particular feather, wincing with a small whine as you tugged at it, pulling it from your wing. Minghao opened his mouth as you held it in front him, shaking your head.
“A piece of me.” You smiled, ignoring the tears that brimmed in your eyes. Minghao sighed.
“Literally.”
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You tapped your foot out of boredom as you watched a street performer further than the street to you. You believed he was tap dancing but you hadn’t a clue what the humans called it. They’d occasionally toss a coin into the fabric hat in front of him so perhaps he was good at what he was doing. The golden chain around your neck glittered in the sunlight as you stood on the bustling street. You were prepared to return to heaven by this point, although that idea quickly left your mind as the familiar bright red hair of a tall Chinese demon appeared amongst the heads of the crowds, your face lighting up.
He approached, getting closer as you ran to him, his arms wide as he laughed when you collided with his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around him. He pressed a kiss to your hair, avoiding your halo precisely.
“I missed you too,” he breathed into your ear as the two of you stayed glued together in a hug. You were about to argue that he was missing something before his voice spoke once more, “ 甜心.”
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SILVERY
genre ➳ fluff. rocky as a dad.
warnings ➳ none.
pairing ➳ husband!rocky x fem!reader.
wc ➳ 500.
a/n ➳ when I first started writing for astro (when rocky was my bias) I never thought it would take me this long to write smth for him... especially with everything that's happened with astro this year. god, it still feels a little weird to try to write for them but I'm trying my best still 💔
Minhyuk had texted you that there was a small break for him in the shooting of their new music video for ‘ONE’ and asked if your daughter, Yujin, wanted to stop by to look at the sets. You said you would be there, of course, since your daughter had been missing her father since this morning anyway.
You arrived at the filming location and greeted the staff, holding your daughter’s small hand and making sure she was well-behaved. You were always a bit scared that she might throw a tantrum and interrupt filming so you never took the risk of visiting the set when Minhyuk was needed.
You spotted your husband from across the room and walked over to him. He seemed to hear your footsteps as he broke the conversation he was having with Eunwoo and turned around. As soon as he saw his daughter, the biggest grin broke out on his face. He picked up the cute two-year-old, cooing at the small pigtails that you had put in her hair that morning.
It seemed like Yujin was also interested in hair at that moment. Her eyes were wide looking at her fathers hair, specifically the delicate silvery chains that were laced in amongst his black locks. She stared at them in awe, not focusing on anything else, and eventually tried to reach out to grab them.
Minhyuk chuckled once he realised why she was so focused and fascinated. He carefully tried to separate one of the strands of jewellery so she could look at it closer, but that was a hard task to complete while also holding her in his arms. You eventually stepped in to help, carefully piecing away one of them from the others and holding it closer so your daughter could touch it.
“Thanks, baby.” Minhyuk murmured with a goofy smile as he still looked at his daughter. She reached out to touch the chain and high-pitched giggles left her mouth when she did, creating a domino effect. Soon almost the whole set was laughing from her contagious moment of delight.
Unfortunately, the break was called to an end quickly, and it was time for you to leave again. Minhyuk kissed his daughter’s cheek and then her forehead, making her giggle more. She returned the favour, kissing his cheek in the most adorable way, making him pout.
“You're gonna be a good girl for mommy, right, princess?” He whispered, sparkling eyes mirroring Yujin’s. She nodded and hugged him as a final goodbye. “I love you.” He told her, eyes closing as he held the back of her head with one of his hands.
“I love you too, daddy.” She smiled.
Once he set her down, he turned to you, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before you both had to wave goodbye to him and the other members as they resumed their filming. When Minhyuk came back home late at night, he insisted that the little visit had made the filming go smoother.
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The Conqueror (VIII)
Synopsis: He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.
Pairings: Yandere!King Jungkook x Commoner!servant Reader (FT SANA from Twice and Cha Eunwoo From ASTRO.)
Disclaimer: proceed with caution, this can be triggering. This is purely fictional and this does not represent bts or jungkook irl. Do not romanticise this.
warnings: YANDERE, DARK THEMES, suci*al reader, OBSESSION, crazy!jungkook, mentions of mu*der, triggering themes, mature themes ahead.
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Jungkook sat on his golden throne, tapping on its handle impatiently. His body felt flustered, abnormally hot, his mind was hazy, only filled with the image of your teary face underneath him, Jungkook’s feet moved rhythmically as it was hard for him to focus when you were all he could think about,
It was obvious that he was aroused by the encounter with you earlier… weren’t you the most tempting thing on this disgusting planet, It was hard for him to contain himself.
God, you were so beautiful
How did he even manage to control himself when you were right underneath him, wiggling and constantly moving while transparent tears adorned your beautiful face, Unknowingly his fist clenched when his ears caught onto the sound of the throne room doors being opened.
He was distracted from his fever dream. Jungkook quickly inhaled a deep breath as he composed himself. His posture straightened and his aura had completely switched. “Come in.” He announced in his domineering deep voice. His black silk robe adorned his body as the heavy crown on his head shined as brightly as the stars in the black sky.
He radiated power and dominance, only for you he was vulnerable. His eyes focused on the female figure that walked gracefully with its head low into the large room. He watched her figure with calculating eyes. “My great king…”
the girl stopped right in front of his view, bowing down in respect and as he’d like to think of fear to him. Her voice was delicate just like her petite figure, “Lee Sana.” Jungkook cleared his throat, his eyes focused on the blonde girl. “Welcome.” He continued, his face was void of any emotion. “You called for me, Your majesty?” Her voice was like a mantra of seduction for men.
Weak men unlike Jungkook, who was only weak for you. “Yes, Consort Sana… there is something important we need to speak about.” Jungkook could feel his tongue turn sour as he called the girl his consort. “Look up into my eyes.” It was hard for jungkook to pretend like he was okay.
He was not okay, this girl dreamed of your place in his heart and that angered him to no limits.
His gaze was quickly accompanied by her huge brown one. Her face was pure, beautiful even. It was flawless, shiny like the moon but she couldn’t even come close to you.
For jungkook, you were greater than any goddesses ever existed.
Jungkook forced himself to look into her eyes, and saw a dark emotion in them. “Sana…” he called her name out, watching thousands of emotions pass by in her shiny orbs.
That pleased Jungkook, this should definitely play out in his favour. He cleared his throat.
“Do you love me?” Jungkook was careful with his words. “Would you do anything for me?” He asked her again, his voice changed from deep to low. His eyebrow raised in curiosity as soon as the words left his mouth.
He was waiting for her response.
And after a few seconds, She finally decided to respond. And he was so pleased with it.
“Yes, my king! I love you… I love you so much… please tell me what I can do for you, I’ll do anything for you!” Jungkook almost smirked.
Confessions of her love for him spilled out of her mouth. With every single word that left her mouth, Jungkook’s satisfaction grew. He masked his smirk into a faux smile. “Really?” Jungkook wanted nothing more than to get this over with. “Yes my king! Please!” The girl was now on her knees, showing him her loyalty and devotion.
“I believe you, I need you to do something for me.” He breathed. “You’ll do anything right?” He smiled again at her, deceiving her with his faux smile. “My king… if you want, I can kill myself for you…”
That was convincing enough for Jungkook.
Jungkook stood up from his throne, crossing his arms against his chest as he took his steps towards the kneeling girl. “No no… I don’t want you to Kill yourself…” he smiled at her, his tone was calculated and calm.
Jungkook stood far from her, maintaining a distance. “Get up.” He ordered her, his eyes narrowing down on her figure as he stood up at his command.
There was insanity in her eyes. Jungkook could tell. “Just tell me what I have to do for you, I am willing to do anything to prove my love, my king.” The girl sounded confident, looking at him.
Jungkook nodded, faking amusement as he opened his mouth.
“I want you to kill Lee Dongmin for me.”
Jungkook’s words were engraved in your mind. You sat up from the bed immediately in panic as jungkook left the room hours ago, your body was frozen from the shock.
How could anyone know about your feelings? Who was su-a and why did she tell him? This was bad, you knew this was really bad. Tears filled your terrified eyes as the worst case scenario’s ran through your mind…
There was no doubt that jungkook would kill Dongmin in a heartbeat if he was sure about your secret crush on his spy. You closed your eyes hopelessly as the realisation hit you.
Dongmin was a spy, he was not what you had expected or saw.
He was one of the killers, he was a murderer too, he was just as cruel as Jungkook was. “Why why WHY!?!” You screamed at the top of your lungs, You were sure that your fate was filled with sorrows and heartbreaks. You could only pathetically sob in frustration.
It still hurt your heart.
Why him….
This palace was filled with dark secrets and countless betrayers. You hated yourself so much for being so dumb, how could you not realise…
How could you not realise that he was involved with Jungkook. “I-I hate everything!” Your face was numb with crying, your body was exhausted.
He was no better than Jungkook. Your heart twisted inside your chest as the thoughts ran across your mind.
You should’ve noticed it before, because that garden where you first saw him was in the wing of the women, yet a male that was him was there.
You’d heard from na-yeon that men were forbidden from the brown and red wing, except for the King himself but yet he was still there. He was still there in the garden…. You pulled on your hair.
God, if only you could kill yourself. sobs left your mouth… you wanted nothing more than to run away from him and never come back.
…yes.
You lift your head up as it clicked to you suddenly,
You quickly wiped your tears away as you stand up from Jungkook’s bed. This was the only opportunity, looking around you made sure that this time there was no one.
Finally when you felt sure, you began to take hasty careful steps with wiggly legs.
You didn’t look back once as you walked towards the huge wooden door.
This was the obstacle to your freedom, your eyes focused on the door as you inhaled a deep breath.
Okay Y/N you can do this!
and pulled at it with all your might, your heart thumped inside your chest just like in your nightmare earlier.
Except you wouldn’t fail now.
So you pulled at it again after inhaling some air into your lungs.
hana… dhul… sehtt.
Something clicked.
“O-Oh my god..” disbelief took over you as the door finally opened, you blinked twice in disbelief.
There was no way…
You quickly stole a few glances to look if anyone would notice you, and it was hard for you to believe that no one was present at the moment.
It was idle.
Yes, this was your time. You walked out of the room and started running as fast as you could,
Without looking back.
Jungkook was so pleased as he walked back to his room, to you… he was aching to see your face once again. It was only a matter of your time that you’ll be finally all his. He was going to make you his very soon, just a few obstacles needed to be taken care of.
And then you’ll be his, no one will be able to take you away from him. “Baby…” he hummed to himself, he was finally near his room, Jungkook had taken off his crown already, had taken a soothing bath.
He felt bad for making you wait… you must be bored and missing his company. His queen shouldn’t have to wait for her king.
He’d apologise to you.
Now he couldn’t wait to sleep with you in his arms. “Open.” Jungkook ordered the gatekeeper eunuch standing in front of his chamber door. The guard nodded in fear, the king watched his slow panicked moments, growing restless with each second, Jungkook was unable to wait as he opened it with ease himself without waiting for the eunuch as went inside his chamber.
“Y/N baby!!!” He called out for you as he heard the door close behind him, his heartbeat was rapid in excitement. He walked in excitement, he no longer could contain his happiness as he took his steps to the bedside,
Oh he was going to have the best sleep ever with you.
“Y/N baby?” Jungkook was surprised, his excitement was king gone as stared at the empty bed, his eyebrows knitted together in anger, his heart dropped to his stomach.
You were gone. Jungkook’s eyebrows raised in anger as he took out his shiny silver sword, red was all he saw in that moment as he called out in a growl,
You had escaped him…
“GUARDS! WHERE IS CHIEF CONSORT Y/N!!?”
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➵ nct mark x gender neutral reader, best friends to lovers, idiots in love, mutual pining, angst, fluff.
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➵ warnings: mentions of food and drinks (alcohol too), unedited.
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I. cappuccino.
The day everything changed, you were drinking a too bitter cappuccino. The taste was the first thing that made you decide you shouldn’t have gone somewhere other than your usual coffee shop, where cappuccinos were perfect and blueberry muffins had just the right amount of blue berries.
And baristas didn’t flirt with your best friend.
That was the second thing that made you swear eternal loyalty to “The Hot Cup”. The moment you saw the girl’s phone number scribbled right between Mark’s name and her own—Mina—you decided the universe was making you pay for your betrayal.
But it wasn’t supposed to matter. Of course drinking shitty coffee after having to pay for it justified around 25% of your foul mood. The other 75% had absolutely everything to do with Mark and Mina, but you didn’t want to admit to yourself you had pinpointed the exact reason why the moment your eyes had settled on the digits in black sharpie.
“Everything okay?” Mark questioned, making a circle with his index finger on the lid of his cup.
“This coffee sucks,” you murmured, pushing your cup towards him. “Is yours any better?”
“Mine is just fine,” he shrugged, “I’m sure we can ask for yours to be remade. The girl said–”
“I don’t want it.” You cut him off, “I don’t want it remade, though I’m sure if you asked she’d gladly remake it.”
Mark frowned, honestly unsure of what you meant. He’d noticed the phone number but he hadn’t said a thing, he was flattered sure, but he didn’t plan on doing anything about it.
“I can ask,” he offered then, making eye contact with the barista from across the room. It was true his coffee wasn’t exactly how he liked it but it wasn’t terrible. “Let me taste your coffee.”
He took a big gulp of your cappuccino, wincing slightly at the bitterness. You were right, it sucked.
“Come on, let’s get you another one. I won’t tell Kun we betrayed his shop if you won’t.” Mark grabbed both cups, both still half full, to toss them in the bin. “y/n?” He smiled.
“Are you sure you want to get rid of that?” You questioned, leaving your seat too, eyes fixated on Mark’s cup. “You might want to call her.”
“Huh?” Mark examined his cup with renewed interest. “Do you want me to?”
“Oh, I don’t care,” the words were out before you could bite your tongue. “I mean, if you want to–”
He didn’t say anything as he threw your wasted coffee away and kept his, giving one last glance in Mina’s direction before looking at you. “We’ll see, I guess.”
“I guess,” you muttered, wondering why you couldn’t keep your big mouth shut.
II. vodka cranberry
Mark wondered what had been the exact thing he’d done to have you figure him out. Not that it mattered at this point, anyway. He was your best friend, he should have figured out you weren’t interested in him in any other sense way before the cappuccino incident.
But now, it was late and he certainly was trying his best not to make it awkward. Which only meant he was doing the exact opposite.
“Hey, I thought you would get here with y/n,” Haechan greeted doing that bro half-hug men are used to doing around each other. “They got here a while ago oh– hi?”
Mark placed a hand on his new friend’s shoulder, pushing her a little further towards Haechan. “This is Mina,” he explained quickly, “Mina–Haechan, Haechan–Mina.”
“Pleasure to meet you,” the boy smiled gently, though he immediately gave Mark a suspicious side-eyed glare. “Drinks are all the way back and food is– everywhere, really.”
“Thanks.” Mina smiled back at him before looking at Mark, waiting for him to lead the way, which he gladly did, not ready to be interrogated by his other best friend on what the hell was going on between you two.
It didn’t take long for the two of you to cross paths, of course. And while he tried to play it cool, he was still aware enough that he was making a fool of himself.
“So, I guess you acted on that.” you said tipping your red solo cup in Mina’s direction, who was chatting happily with Jeno and Renjun.
“We’re just getting acquainted,” Mark took a sip of the drink you had fixed for him. Too much vodka, too little cranberry, per usual. “She’s nice, you should meet her.”
“Sure,” you chirped. Your own poorly mixed drink made you feel lighter, making you think for a moment that maybe, Mark getting ‘acquainted’ with a girl wasn’t so bad.
It was horrible.
“Jaemin and I are going out next week. You guys could come too.” You continued, gulping the remnants of your drink.
What an idiotic move. Jaemin and you were going to watch a stupid movie no one wanted to join him in, nothing out of this world really.
“I’ll let her know,” Mark answered, a forced smile making its way to his lips. “It’ll be fun.”
So much fun.
III. jaemin’s custom drink / ice americano.
Despite it being evident that Mina couldn’t make coffee to save her life, it wasn’t her fault that your drink was absolutely horrible this time.
Jaemin's personalized drink was by all means disgusting and Mark had warned you, yet in your poor attempt at impressing Jaemin and maybe–just maybe–pushing for a reaction from Mark,you had agreed to try it.
‘Here’ was all that Mark said before taking the cup on your hand and replacing it with his. A normal ice americano with light ice.
“Thanks,” you muttered, grateful that no one else saw you exchanging drinks. Jaemin and Mina were in their own little conversation about how she had loved every second of the movie.
“Ugh this is gross,” Mark murmured after one sip, giving you a side eye that made you regret once again even ordering the thing in the first place.
You drank from his ice americano, it was perfect.
“Do you want to go back and change it?”
“Let’s do that,” Mark nodded, waving at Jaemin and Mina to get their attention.
“We’ll be right back,” you announced, a nervous smile on your lips.
Both of your friends simply nodded, already back to their conversation.
Mark asked for the same americano you were holding after tossing Jaemin’s drink to the trash, and both of you waited in silence.
“She is nice,” you said, the straw between your teeth. “Mina, I mean.”
Mark shrugged, “She is.”
You hated being like this with him. It had been a while since you two had fought, and this wasn’t even a fight per se. A wall had come between you overnight and it seemed impossible to bring down.
⦿ ⦿ ⦿
“What are Mark and you fighting about?” Jaemin asked as you two made your way to his car so he could take you home.
“We’re not fighting,” you rolled your eyes.
Jaemin shrugged, giving you that ‘uh-huh’ look he’d mastered after knowing you for 8 months. “I appreciate you doing this, though.”
“It’s just a movie, Jaemin. Nothing to thank me for,”
Unlocking the car, Jaemin stared at you from the driver’s side. “I meant setting me up with Mina.”
Your hand dropped from the handle. “What?”
“We’re going on a date next week. We both figured you were trying to set us...” Jaemin frowned, “You weren’t?”
“Not that I was aware,”
Jaemin laughed then, and it made you clench your teeth. “Well since Mark and you are in love, there wasn’t really another possibility on our minds.”
“We’re not in love!” you hissed, finally letting yourself inside the car.
Jaemin smiled again, turning the car on. “So you say.”
IV. strawberry milkshake
Stawberry milkshakes always brought you and Mark together somehow. It was the way you made peace with each other whenever you had a petty fight and stopped talking for more than 48 hours. And although you didn’t consider this to be a ‘fight’ since you still talked to each other, things weren’t normal either.
“May I come in?” you smiled, lowering the white cups you carried with you as Mark opened the door to his aparment.
“Sure,” he moved out of the way, getting his cellphone out of the pocket of his sweats. It was 11 am. Quite early for you to pay him a visit.
“I brought you this. It’s starting to melt so uh, drink it fast.”
Mark smiled as he tasted the strawberry. He’d been ready to make peace with you since you’d left Mina’s café that day two weeks ago.
“Do you want to sit in the balcony?”
“Yeah, sure. Let’s get some air.”
You sipped your milkshakes silently at first, weirdly focused on the city’s noise as if honking cars and people talking were the most interesting thing you’d ever come across.
“Are we… back to normal?” You ventured, eyeing Mark sideways.
“Of course we are, you brought a peace offering.” Mark bumped your shoulder with his before pushing his cup against yours.
“Great because life without you is soooo boring,”
Mark chuckled, finishing his milkshake while you talked about what he’d missed the past few days, during which you hadn’t texted like you usually did.
“Like, I’m glad Jaemin and her are dating, or something like that, but I can’t believe he’d say we set them up because we’re in love with each other.” you laughed. After moving back inside, you’d agreed to watch a movie, Mark was browsing through the streaming catalogue absentmindedly. And you noticed how he remained silent as you chuckled.
“Would it be so bad, though?” he whispered, lowering the remote to the couch.
“What?”
“Would it be so bad, if I was in love with you?” Mark questioned, staring right into your eyes. “Would it?” he pressed, against your silence.
“But you’re not,” you cleared your throat, “So it doesn’t really matter.”
“You’re the person who knows me best in the world, and you can’t tell that I am?” Mark got up from the couch, regret hit him immediately after the let the words spill out. Your constant rejection and downplaying of the possibilty of you two being a couple should have been enough a signal that you were trying to let him down gently. “Forget about it, please.”
“You’re— you’re really not in love with me, are you?” you whispered, “Listen, Jaemin was just being silly...”
“I am in love with you, Jaemin is right,” he interrupted, “It—Look, I’m sorry for just telling you like this. Also it doesn’t have to change anything, I’ll buy you another milkshake and we’ll put this behind us. You’re my best friend.”
“Can you shut up for a second?”
Mark shut his mouth with enough force to hear his teeth clash against each other.
“I don’t want another milkshake, dumb ass. This isn’t a fight,” you took a deep breath, realizing your hands had started to present a slight shake. “I think I’m in love with you, too.”
“You think?”
“Look, I hated every second of thinking Mina and you together. Together and holding hands and kissing and— It’s not funny!” you gasped as Marked laughed.
“So you were jealous,”
“I’m really starting to regret telling you this,” you grumbled, crossing both arms on your chest.
Forgetting how nervous he was, Mark wrapped his arms around you in a playful tackle that led you back to the couch. “Oh no, please say it again,” he teased, holding your arms to your sides.
“That I’m in love with you, or that I was jealous?”
“Both,” he smirked, leaning down to kiss your cheek, way too close to your lips for it to be accidental.
“You’re going to have to force it out me.” you shrugged best as you could.
“Maybe later,” he leaned down again, and this time you led him straight to your lips.
V. ice lavender latte
"I’m not drinking that if you don’t like it,” Mark warned, eyeing your cup with disgust. The purplish look of it made his stomach turn.
“It’s not like you drink the stuff I don’t like anyway,” you accused, “But you’re going to have to give up yours.”
“Never in a million years,” he held the cappuccino against his chest.
You always agreed to try whatever new drinks Kun came up with for his café. And after he found out about your ‘betrayal’, you were the first one to offer trying the lavender drink he was planning to add to the menu.
You took the first sip, surprised at how much you actually liked the taste, and stuck your tongue out at Mark. “It’s delicious!”
Mark frowned, “I really do not believe you.”
“I really do not care,” you shrugged, linking your arm with his. “Do you want to try it?”
Mark seemed to consider it for a moment as you drank again. “Alright,”
You offered your cup to him, moving to the side of the street to let people pass you. “Come on, try it.”
Instead of taking the drink, Mark grabbed your chin, pulling you into a kiss. The fact that his tongue slid inside your mouth in a second seemed way indecent for a kiss in the middle of the street. But it was quick enough that it almost made you dizzy.
“Don’t do that!” you shrieked, hitting his arm with your free hand.
Mark boomed a laugh, attracting more attention with this than with the impromptu kiss he’d just given you. “It tasted sweet,”
“I hate you,” you grumbled, your face still warm from embarassment.
“I love you, too.”
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