#jeon jungkook crush
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for what it's worth [1/4] (jjk)
pairing: jeon jungkook x reader
genre: angst, fluff (this comes in a bit later), light smut, college student!reader x crush!jungkook
summary: you make an awful revelation about your crush of two years.
word count: 3k
warnings: none! except for the fact that this might read a teeny tiny bit creepy to some.
note: hello, here is me trying to give you this story before i scrap it because who knows? maybe some of you might not hate it! i need to edit it a little more but that happens later :) please tell me what you think! don't be silent! even if you think it's bad, i'd really love to know about it!
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“You know, this may sound delusional but I think he’s kind of into me,” you blush, hiding half of your blushing face behind your fingers.
“Oh?” Jia smiles at you.
“Yeah, I mean, I think so?”
“What makes you say that?” Jia tilts her head, asking out of curiosity.
“Well, during the whole ‘Antonio is homosexual’ discourse, he sided with me and he sat next to me for the third time this week--” you pause to take a sip out of your cranberry and lychee juice box, “And he drew in my journal. Roses and bunnies. There’s nothing he can’t do.”
Jia reached forward to play with your braided hair, “_____, is he, like, single?”
Anxiously biting at the paper straw that the café gave you, your response was immediate.
“I think so. Nothing on his social media indicates that he’s, you know, not single. He barely posts!” you pout. “Jungkook’s so pretty, he could easily be a model. Super photogenic.”
“Hm, that’s true.” Jia bit her lip. “But what if he was dating someone? It would change things for you,” - “I mean, yeah sure, but I still think I want to confess when I have the chance to.”
“Even if he wasn’t single? Isn’t that kind of an asshole move?” Jia snapped.
Your eyes momentarily widen at her sudden outburst. What had gotten into her?
You grimace at her. “Um, yes. I wouldn’t-” you shrug, “if he has a girlfriend, I will not try anything, of course. But he doesn’t.”
Jia gave you a pointed look, “It was just hypothetical.”
“I know.” You frown.
It’s been a while since you first set your eyes on Jeon Jungkook. But never has the thought of him having a girlfriend ever crossed your mind. He just seemed like a solo rider. It felt safe to crush on him.
The first time you laid your eyes on Jungkook was at a mutual friend’s freshman mixer. You’d like to think you hit it off but couldn’t figure out how to proceed, with your schedules overlapping. Neither of you made the effort to switch around or make it work. So, you don’t feel too bad about it. You have never really crossed paths after that before he was out in the same class as you this semester.
Most people know him as the secret weapon of the music theory and software development thingy departments. He’s easily the most beautiful man on campus and his smarts and personality somehow match up.
You’re pretty sure if this was some shitty, unoriginal, K-drama, he could be the perfect second lead who never gets the girl he wants.
Naturally, after the night of the mixer, you couldn’t help but garner a small, minuscule, almost insignificant crush on the man; which has grown astronomically since then.
You can’t seem to understand what made Jia even ask you something like that. Unless---
“Why would you ask me that out of nowhere? Have you heard otherwise?” You suddenly interrogate her, startling her. She visibly flinches.
“What? No.” You hear her scoff. “I just realised we never discussed it before, ever.”
She laughed it off while you stared at her, unconvinced.
“I told you. Hypothetical.” She reminds you after taking note of your curious and somewhat frazzled state.
Jia was usually never interested in anything you had to say about Jungkook.
Although, you’re able to catch on to some cues slowly. Jia gets annoyed when you blabber about Jungkook. It’s understandable though. You speak of him almost every single day. If Jia were to gush about someone to you the same way, you couldn’t promise you’d receive it any better than she does.
Attempting to change the subject, you offer her a bite of your red velvet pastry, “I think they’ve stopped using the off-brand cream cheese.”
She opens her mouth, waiting for you to feed her.
You spoon a proper amount of cake to icing ratio and wave it in front of her nose.
“It does smell better,” she hums with a pleased expression on her face. “But, the overly sweet cake and bitter matcha combo was charming in its own way.”
An animated, pink, heart-shaped light bulb goes off in your head.
“Do you think Jungkook would like it if I brought him matcha or another drink? It’s a… you know, a gesture. Might put me on his radar.”
So much for wanting to stop discussing him.
You stare at her, eagerly waiting for her take on your little idea.
She snickered, but you swore it could be mistaken for a scoff, “Just leave him be.”
You quiet down but internally make a note to yourself to buy two cranberry lychee juice boxes instead of one tomorrow. Boys like cranberry, right?
Recently, you’ve been finding Jia more irritable. Not just when you blab about some guy but even in general. You swore you could feel her distancing herself from you and that’s a chance you don’t want to take.
Jia isn’t the only one on the receiving end of your love-foolish chatter.
By now, you’ve most definitely discussed it with almost every friend of yours, excluding the mutual ones you share with Jungkook. Even the friends who don’t go to the same university as you know of your crush on Jungkook. Although, they’re a tad more receptive to your endless chatter than Jia.
It’s embarrassing only if you really, really think about it. But, you generally brush the humiliation off as a secondary, less important issue.
Jia and your relationship started and ended right where it began--- at university. She’s your only friend in university with whom you share most of your classes, precisely six out of nine in total.
During your first year, you decided to stick together out of convenience, sharing a fashion designing and styling major and whatnot. It’s easier to latch onto each other when you’re expected to work in a group than find someone new and socialize at this level. The competition is pretty cutthroat, you wouldn’t want to risk working alongside someone you have no chemistry with. It’s too late for experimentation.
Jia, unlike you, lives off-campus and her bus arrives almost twenty minutes before your college shuttle that goes directly from the cafe to your dorm gate. So, you accompany her to the bus station and wander off for a while.
Remembering to run a small errand, you stop at a stationary store to buy ribbons and envelopes. Just in case.
It was a fifteen-minute walk to the store and back. You swing your fluffy, white bag and trot to your favourite place within a five-mile radius of your campus.
You liked to envision your relationships. It’s most certainly not healthy but Jungkook is just oh, so dreamy, you couldn’t help it even if you tried.
You stare off into the sky, daydreaming of your non-existent relationship with him.
You would write him love notes and letters frequently and decorate them with fresh, red, or pink lipstick stain kisses, maybe a few doodles and stickers as well. And when he’d buy you flowers, you’d do your best to dry them and preserve them so that you can look back at your relationship and swoon.
Maybe he’d take you to watch plays or concerts or maybe he’s the type to win you a stuffed toy at the carnival or to dress up for a theme party. And you could save the tickets and wristbands from those events.
You can’t even bear the thought of actually being able to go to a regular college party with him, being his date, the one who gets to dance on him, hold him and kiss him--- that’d disappoint quite a lot of people, you reckon. He is well-liked. A tiny bit private too. Maybe you could be his little secret. The thought of being his secret girlfriend turns you redder than a plum. Imagining yourself being his anything makes your heart pump blood twice as hard as the normal rate.
“Hey?”
Sigh.
“_____?”
Involuntarily, you respond to your name being called, “Huh?”
“Hey, you’re holding up the line.”
Your eyes focus on the familiar-faced cashier. An embarrassed giggle escapes your lips. You quietly apologised to the customers behind you.
“Joon. Hi, sorry. Spaced out.” You blush. As if he knows what you’re thinking about, he smiles fondly, “I don’t know if it’s cute or creepy that you think of him this often.”
Furrowing your brows, “It’s innocent! I’m not, like, harassing him or sexualizing him or anything.”
Namjoon scans your ribbons and the packet of off-white envelopes, “I’m only messing with you, cloud.”
You hum knowingly. “See you in class.”
You wave him off.
'Cloud' is one of the nicknames lovingly given to you by your seniors, Namjoon and Yoongi.
Yoongi says that you think miles ahead and higher than anyone else he knows and Namjoon agrees. But, you’ve always thought it was because you’ve got your head up in the clouds most of the time. It’s like a permanent state of consciousness. It is your only indulgence. Time goes by way too fast, you’re busy all the time. The only ‘escape’ is your silly little daydreams.
While people find your crush on Jungkook cute, sometimes you can’t help but put yourself in his shoes.
You wouldn’t want someone like you crushing on you, so why would he? It’s one of the things that has stopped you from actually asking him out, or talking to him at all in the past.
Now, on the other hand, you’re nearing the end of the semester and the beginning of your winter break. Soon, you’ll have all the time in the world.
This time, you refuse to get too ahead of yourself and fantasize about your prementioned relationship. Perhaps, it’s ambitious or even egoistical to call it a premonition.
You’re on your way back to the shuttle pick up point when you notice another oddly familiar figure.
Jungkook!
You shake your nerves and walk as casually as you possibly can, to where he stood.
Secretly clearing your throat, you greet him with a shy smile, “Hi.”
When he doesn’t respond, you debate on shifting even closer, but that would be an awkward move and a serious invasion of his personal space. His dark hoodie seemed to interfere with his peripheral vision, too.
So, you tap him gently on the arm. His head swiftly faces yours, making you take a step or two back.
“Hi,” You owlishly stare at him.
Jungkook scrunches his brows, a little embarrassed that he doesn’t recognise you.
“Hey… how are you?” He recovers. “Good! A little cold.” You smile.
It smelt like snow, but you wouldn’t want to creep him out with your odd senses.
Where did he know you from? He’s positive he has seen you before.
“Right, yeah. It smells like snow,” he responds.
t that, your mouth almost drops open. That’s what you were going to say too!
Your enthusiasm shows as you explain, “It does! I thought I’d scare you if I said something like that.”
The corners of Jungkook’s eyes crinkle, complimenting the huge smile that adorned his face.
“I’m Jungkook. Or JK. What’s your name?”
Oh?
Ow, you internally clench your heart.
Your face momentarily falls deep down into the ground, but you almost instantaneously pick it right back up.
The object of your secret affection doesn’t :) even :) know :) you.
“_____.” You shyly brush your hair off your shoulder to your back, “We’re in literary theory studies with-” - “Carmichael? Right! You’re Jia’s _____.”
You falter but register what he just said to you.
Whose what now?
He nods, “I knew I saw your face before! I remember your elocution thing about Woolf. It left a mark on me!” He pats you on the shoulder. Like you would a child.
But, more importantly, Jia’s _____?
You knew the girl had godly looks and an angelic personality, but- “Hey, is everything okay? I swear I meant it in the best way possible. I didn’t have much interest in literature. But ever since that speech, I’ve been focusing more on figuring out books by myself rather than depending on what the author tries to convey. It’s fun to be rebellious.” Jungkook elaborates when he sees your eyes dim.
You fail to register his compliments for a bit. A million thoughts are racing in your mind at thousands of miles an hour.
“_____?” Jungkook slightly bends his knees to get a better look at you.
“Mhm, right. The correct term is intentional fallacy,” you mutter with a ghost of a smile. “And, thanks.”
Although Jungkook’s a little confused, he nods anyway. “Yeah! I-”
Tilting your head to the side, you blurt, “How do you know Jia?”
Jungkook stares at you.
“Sorry, I mean, I don’t know. She has never… mentioned you before?” you offer.
“Oh. Well, I’m- Jia’s my girlfriend. She has talked about you a few times. Enough to know you’re good friends,” he blushes.
“Oh!” You squeak.
You clutched the bag of accessories tighter. You’re sure your nails have made little, crescent injunctions on your palm because of how tightly you gripped the handle.
“Yeah. She didn’t tell you it was me…?” Jungkook was starting to look worried.
“Huh? No, yeah.” You nervously laugh, “I must’ve glossed over it, I mean- you know.”
You’ve never stuttered so hard in your entire twenty years of living.
“Actually, yes, I believe she did talk about you. The- uh, the candles?” You suddenly, vaguely remembered Jia talking about making candles with an ‘almost boyfriend’ friend.
Talk about quick reflexes.
Just like that, Jungkook lets out a sigh of relief, “Oh, good! You looked like you were about to start crying. Because- well, she tells me about this girl she's friends with who has some kind of a creepy, schoolgirl crush on me or something. And for a hot second, I thought that’d be you.”
You raised a brow. Way too many revelations are being made against your will. And your mind is empty. Null. Nada. Not a thought in that pretty little head of yours.
“Yeah. I know it sounds strange, turns out I don’t even know this girl.” Jungkook looked down at his phone, “The bus is later than usual.”
It’s hard to make sense of everything. Why would he suddenly assume you were the girl even though you’re Jia’s friend?
You press your lips together. “Do you think it’s creepy?”
“The- what?” He looks up from his phone, with his full attention on you.
“The girl. Who crushes on you or whatever.” You reiterate, “Do you find that creepy?”
Jungkook pauses. He tilted his head from side to side, deep in thought.
“Honestly?” He leans in closer to you and raises a brow, “Maybe a little. I mean, I don’t even know her. But, Jia does. They’re friends. Then again, maybe, creepy is an overstatement.”
You hum and stare at your feet.
Sadness and cold do not go well together. This time, actual tears threaten to slide down your cheeks. You shift your weight from one foot to another.
“Why’d you ask?” Jungkook senses a shift in mood.
“Oh, just out of curiosity.” You flash him a small smile. It didn’t reach your eyes. Jungkook slowly nods and goes back to checking his phone for updates.
Part of you wants to admit to him that it was you because suddenly, Jia’s questions from earlier that day made sense.
But then, you don’t want him to think of you as some creepy girl with a creepy crush.
You weren’t creepy.
People would’ve told you off if that were to be the case. They mostly encouraged you or at least didn’t stop you.
With the exception of Jia, of course. Even then, she wasn’t entirely vocal about it.
Is it pity or sadism?
Was everyone hiding this from you? Did everyone but you know about it?
You doubt that Sieun, a mutual friend of yours and Jia, would keep something like this from you if she knew.
But then again, you never expected Jia to turn out to be so… sneaky.
Your sadness outweighs your embarrassment.
“Are you waiting for the shuttle too?” he questions you with a raised brow.
You open your mouth for a second or two before settling on nodding.
“I don’t think the bus will get here anytime soon. It’s already snowed in on the fifth.” Jungkook turns the bright screen towards you. “We can Uber out of here before the snow sets in here. Unless you want to wait?”
“Sure,” you plainly reply.
“Is that a yes to the waiting or?” Jungkook chuckled.
“No. No more waiting. Uber’s good.” you softly spoke.
“Great, I’m on it!” He affirms.
It’s still unsettling for you to have no natural, outward reaction to indirectly being called a creep by someone you admired for so long.
Suddenly, your embarrassment skyrockets.
You can’t comprehend your emotions; you feel like you’ve been punched in the throat with a stone brick.
There are dead butterflies in your tummy--- moths. The wind feels colder, and you shudder.
You stare at the chipped nail polish on your thumb.
A warm jacket suddenly dons on your shoulders. “You need it way more than I do.” Jungkook frowns, “Are you okay?”
You abruptly turn to him, thanking him gently for his jacket, “I was just cold.”
You softly scoff, “You’re awfully kind.”
Jungkook pats you on the shoulder before he says, “Any friend of my girlfriend is a friend of mine! Plus, you’re cute.”
He’s really cheesy. Even though the single mention of Jia struck very thick, large needles in your tummy, you couldn’t help but smile at his words.
Au contraire to your expression, for the first time in a while, you’re not in the clouds but the complete opposite--- grounded, perhaps a more accurate term would be ‘devastated’. You’re absolutely, completely floored. Underground. Downright stumped. Confused. Definitely angry.
You vowed to push your emotions away for the duration of your travel with Jungkook.
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Welcome Back.JJK [m]
bestfriend!Jungkook x female Reader
Genre: drabble; smut (basically just porn)
Words: 3.6k
Synopsis: After almost two years of military service, you finally meet your best friend again. While you have planned a cosy night, his plans are a little bit on the physical side.
Warnings: oral sex (f. receiving); dom!jk/sub!reader; unprotected sex; rough sex; praising kink; big dick jk; hair pulling; spanking; crying of how good sex is; choking
18 months.
You've waited 18 months to see him again. You diligently mark each day on your calendar, waiting for him. The few weekends he was allowed in the civil life weren't enough to do everything you wanted and honestly, he was so tired that most of the time he just ate and slept.
But today it's different. Because Jungkook is finally free from service. You finally have your best friend back.
You've planned everything for your encounter: cake, embarrassing sign saying 'I CAN TAKE MY BUNNY HOME' and a whole night of snacks, games and movies, just like you used to do before Jungkook got into the army.
You're not the only one waiting for a loved one. A small group of friends and family have gathered in front of the military base, waiting for the soldiers to get off duty for good.
You are clearly feeling impatient, bouncing on one foot to the other. When some squeaks are heard from the crowd, you try to get a visual on the men coming outside by standing on your tiptoes but it's in vain. The only thing you see is a bunch of shaved heads...
It's only when some reunions decide to step aside that you finally see him. And gosh, you are so happy that you could fly. A big fat smile paints your face and Jungkook mimics you when he notices you and your sign.
He looks a little bit tired but he looks good anyway. The months he has spent in the army got him buffer — even though he was already a gym rat — and his military uniform just increases that. His hair is definitely short but he clearly let it grow a little. Honestly, he looks like a kiwi. A cute kiwi.
And his bunny smile is just the same: sweet and feeling like home.
When Jungkook walks to you and hugs you tight, you can't help but shed a tear.
"I missed you so much" You whisper, tightening your arms around his neck — you don't care if you're strangling him at this point
"Missed you too" He whispers back
"And..." You say as you are scooting away to grab the box you left on the ground "I got you a cake!"
Your excitement peaks through your voice, making Jungkook chuckles.
-----
It really feels like old times.
Jungkook's apartment hasn't changed at all. Well, you've been there a few times just to make sure that there wasn't any leaks from the upper flat, or to open the windows to change the air. But you missed it with Jungkook inside. It's like the whole place takes his energy.
As Jungkook takes care of his bag in his room, you settle everything you have prepared on his coffee table: cake and games. Several times a week, you were spending evenings together and you really want to find back this atmosphere.
You happily clap in your hands when your best friend appears in the living room. You light up the candles on the cake and start singing — not so good but you don't care — 'Welcome back, Kookie'.
Jungkook blows the candles and sits next to you on the couch. He has changed his clothes, opting for a style you know very well: baggy black t-shirt and oversized black sweatpants. He must feel good to finally dress as he wants.
"So" You start, already excited about this night "I have UNO, Monopoly, Cluedo but we can also play something on your Switch or we can watch a movie. I heard that the new one with Ryan Gosling is very n—"
"Y/N" Jungkook stops you
You can see he is a little embarrassed at the way he scratches his neck.
"Yes? Tell me" You encourage him, your usual sweet smile on your lips
"I don't want to be rude or anything, because it's super sweet what you've done but..." Your best friend chews on his lower lip — he used to chew his lip rings but they're gone "It's just that... I haven't done it for almost two years and I was expected to, you know, do it tonight"
Jungkook has a light blush on his cheeks that indicates that he is not as relaxed as his manspreading on the couch lets think.
But you're a little confused. You don't understand what he is trying to say.
"You don't want to play the games?" You try and Jungkook shakes his head lightly but doesn't dare to look at you "And you want to 'do it'? You mean going live on Twitch?"
Jungkook growls in frustration. It's so weird to talk about that with you. You're his best friend, it's not really the kind of conservations you two have.
"No!" He whines "God, Y/N, I want to fuck!"
You're speechless. And blushed. Because gosh, you never talk about that and you're also embarrassed not to have thought about it. You totally get that Jungkook wants to... blow off some steam.
You just didn't realize that he might have called one of the numerous girls that were crushing on him before he went to the army and asked her to join him tonight.
"Oh" You manage to say "I—" You clear your throat "I'll get going then. You can call me tomorrow or whenever"
You quickly stand up and try to hide the redness of your face. But Jungkook grabs your hand and pulls you down. You clumsily land on his lap, setting your knees on both sides of his hips last second to avoid hurting him.
Your heart stops at the intimate position. Never in a billion years you could have imagined being like this with your best friend. Your breathing stops too as you get to see Jungkook's face so close, maybe for the first time in your four years of friendship. He is handsome, always has been, so you don't know where to look: his eyes — not in their usual doe shape but way more intense —, his cute bubble nose or his lips. Yeah, your eyes definitely settle on them, especially when he slyly licks them and coats them with a thin and shiny layer of saliva.
You gulp and don't really know what to do. Yet, it seems very easy for Jungkook because his big and warm hands caress your waist, sending shivers down your spine.
"Let me fuck you. Please"
You don't know if he is begging or ordering because his voice is so hoarse. It's really, really hard to resist. And maybe his hot breathe caressing your face makes you a little high because you nod.
You fucking nod at your best friend asking if he can fuck you.
Worse, you feel aroused by the idea if you consider how your pussy is getting wet.
In just one second, Jungkook's lips are on yours. The kiss is not sweet at all, it's rough and urging. You're never witnessed this side of Jungkook and you already can tell that he loves being in control. He always has been the nice and caring friend but right now, he is like a starved man. His inked hand settles at the back of your neck, preventing you from escaping but you have absolutely no willing to do so.
His mouth literally owns yours, pressing his lips so hard that your teeth clink but it's not like you really care — this awesome kiss fogs your brain with horniness. He slides his tongue between your lips and you hum at his velvet muscle against yours.
His hands tightens their grip, bringing you closer to him. Your boobs are pressed against his torso and there is no another place for your arms but around his neck. His short hair tickles your fingers but it feels so soft at the same time. Too bad the kiss completely occupies your brain that you can't appreciate the sensation in your fingertips.
As Jungkook abandons your swollen lips for your neck, his hands are traveling down to rest on your hips as they urge you to grind on his hardening cock. You roll your hips, pressing your core against his crotch and gosh, it feels good. You are so, so glad you've chosen leggings today because you can feel his bulge. You press harder and harder against it, trying to satisfy the need of friction your throbbing clit demands. You are so, so wet that it's embarrassing.
You can't help a sweet moan from escaping your lip and it seems to make Jungkook crazy. He lifts up your body to make you lay on your back and grabs the hem of your leggings, tugging on them and your panties at the same time. You're surprised that he doesn't slide your clothes all the way down but stops mid-thighs, just enough to get a full view of your cunt, already glistening with arousal.
You don't even have time to grow embarrassed at the idea of your best friend looking at your pussy because Jungkook is in a rush.
"Pretty" He whispers with a hot smirk right before he dives into it
His hands strongly maintain your legs up against your chest while his tongue rolls around your clit. It feels so fucking good that you can't think straight. Maybe that's why you can't have enough sense to mutter your loud moans.
Jungkook changes his pattern by taking a big fat lap from your entrance, gathering on his tongue your arousal that was starting to drop through your hole. Your head rolls back and your hips buckle up just to feel more of him.
"Taste fucking sweet" He praises and you don't know why you feel so proud of it
The wet sounds of his mouth on your cunt are sinful and at this point, you don't know if your pussy is covered by your arousal or Jungkook's spit but you don't care. It's even hotter than he is eating you out so messily. The sloppy sounds are scandalous but it arouses so much that you feel like going crazy.
When he harshly sucks on your sensitive bud, you gasp and shut your eyes close. Your hands desperately try to hold on something but there is nothing to help you down the path of this pleasure.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god" You keep moaning
You're close, you know it. Your pussy keeps clenching around nothing and Jungkook's tongue doesn't slow down. His hands grips the flesh of your thighs harder, surely marking you with bruises, so you don't escape from the unbearable pleasure. And then, Jungkook decides to bring you straight to Heaven when his wet muscle enters you as deep as possible, making his nose bump into your clit. Your restrained legs due to your leggings and his grip only add to your arousal. You've never felt so overwhelmed by pleasure before but here you are: being eaten out by your best friend.
"Kookie, wait, I'm gonna— I'm gonna—" But you never finish your sentence
You scream something that sounds like his name as your legs shake in his grip and you cum on your best friend's face. Your walls clench around his vicious tongue that happily gathers your arousal pouring from your hole. You even feel him smirking against your cunt while he takes a final lap.
"Sweet juicy pussy" He says, making your blush "You're cute when you cum on my tongue, baby"
You don't really have time to catch your breathe because Jungkook grabs your waist and tosses you around so you're on your knees. He makes sure to bring your ass up, landing a harsh spank on your flesh. The stinging pain brings tears to your eyes but wetness to your pussy.
You rest your head on your couch, obediently waiting for Jungkook to pursue his needs.
"You're so fucking cute like that, your pussy full on display for me only, right?" He praises and claims you and doesn't miss how you clench
You both didn't know you had a praising kink but Jungkook will sure use it.
"You're gonna be a good girl and let me fuck you dumb, aren't you?"
You can feel the heat on your cheeks and you grow impatient to feel him inside you. Jungkook's hot, that's a fact. And the way he is acting right now makes you know that you won't be disappointed in his sex skills — not really surprising since Jungkook is good at everything.
You nod to answer, afraid to moan rather than to form words but it doesn't satisfy Jungkook. Another spank, way rougher than the first one, lands on your asscheek, making your jolt. A red mark in the shape of his palm instantly appears on your plump skin in the hottest way possible for your best friend. A sob leaves your mouth but you don't have time to realize it because Jungkook's tattooed hand goes up to gently caress your cheek, swiping away the tears.
"Talk when I ask you to"
His tone is quite severe and you're surprised how sexy you find it. You're never witnessed the dominant side of your best friend before, since you always saw him as a cute bunny.
"Yes" You reply, so politely, so innocently while your ass is up for your fucking best friend
"Good girl"
You hear some rustling of clothes, a sign that Jungkook is getting rid off of his shirt and slides down his sweatpants and briefs mid-thighs too.
You turn your head just enough to watch him pumping his absolutely huge cock. Your eyes widen as you wonder if you'll be able to take him. You haven't had a lot of partners but they surely can't compare with Jungkook's size.
The slight fear on your face is delightful for your best friend. He can see your pussy is tight and he can't wait to stretch your hole like it deserves to be. Honestly, he didn't plan to fuck you tonight. He thought he was going to text a random girl but after all, you're his best friend and you're the one who has planned a welcoming party.
Grabbing his thick dick at its base, Jungkook pats your sensitive clit with his tip. You jolt but moan, instinctively pushing your hips towards him. Some sticky links connect your pussy and his member in the most sinful way. Jungkook teases you again, rubbing his angry tip against your clit just to hear you groan his name.
However, he knows he won't last long and he has waited too long for a teasing game.
His free hand roughly grabs your asscheek, spreading it so he can fully see your beautiful cunt clenching. He lets a blob of spit slide along your puckered hole and down your pussy so he can penetrate you easily — actually, you are wet enough for that but your best friend just likes it messy.
He brings his cock to your entrance and pushes in. The tip is enough to stretch you out so much that the air is kicked out of your lungs. Your mouth opens, unable to make any sound, and your hand desperately grabs his forearm.
"You're so big" You gasp, another tear rolling down your cheek
It doesn't help that you're in this position: you can feel him better like this, aware of every since inch inside you.
"Too much?" Jungkook asks, genuinely worried
Despite how horny he is, he doesn't want to hurt you. If you tell him right now to stop, he'll do. Even though the way your walls throb are so fucking good, and he has just put the tip.
"No, it's okay. Just—" You take a deep breathe "Just wait a sec" You say
Jungkook nods and draws some soothing circles on your asscheek. And it works: he can feel you relaxing which allows him to slide more inches of his cock into your tight cunt.
You won't lie: the stretch is almost unbearable but the sensation of being so full makes you high. Way beyond clouds. You're feeling completely euphoric of your best friend's dick inside you.
"Fuck, you fill me up so good" You can't help but confess
"You're such a good girl, baby, taking me all" He smirks, rewarded you with a nice spank on your already red ass
When all his length is swallowed by your dripping cunt, you feel him deep, deep inside. You need a minute to get used to his size but it's damn hard for Jungkook to stay still when he has been waiting for so long and when you poor dripping cunt squeezes him so tightly. He can't control how his dick twitches, making you moan and clench tighter.
Your best friend attempts a faint dick stroke, earning a gasp or a moan from you, he can't define but the bliss on your face is unmistakable. This spurs him to pull out more, until just his tip is caged between your walls, and to slam back inside completely.
"Fuck, Kookie" You moan
"You like that, uh?" You nod frenetically, especially when Jungkook provides a rough cock stroke "Who knew you were such a good slut"
You don't quite know what to respond when Jungkook fucks you so good that your brain can't work. You just moan loudly, not caring one bit about Mrs. Kim, his 83 year-old neighbor.
The strength of Jungkook's poundings makes you jolt and if he wasn't holding you tight by digging his nails into the flesh of your ass, you'd be completely resting on your stomach by now. Even though his grip will surely bruise you, you absolutely don't give a fuck, not when you have such a good dick inside you.
"Fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby" He hisses when you clench around him
You're not sure you'll last long. And maybe your body is not connected to your head anymore because it only seems to seek for your release. You start to bounce back on Jungkook's cock, slapping your ass against his lap each time.
Your best friend watches in awe how naughty you become despite your usual innocence and he just wants to see your fucked up face more. For that, he grabs a good amount of your hair and tugs on it. Your back is so fucking arched that it feels like you're going to break in two but you don't care. The only thing you can feel is this good cock in you.
"Kookie, I'm so close" You whine
Jungkook might have the same goal as you: making you cum, because he wraps his other arm around your chest and lifts up against his torso. He makes sure to have a strong hold on you and forcefully provides you his amazing dick strokes.
The new angle is the perfect one, his cock hitting your sweet spot repeatedily and you have no other choice than to gasp. You've never been fucked this good and you don't even know how to breathe correctly anymore.
Jungkook's growls of pleasure as he buries his face in the crook of your neck and the sound of your skins clapping fog your brain. You grab his tattooed hand and place it around your throat. Jungkook gets the message and chokes you.
"You're such a naughty girl" He teases you, bitting your skin as he gives you powerful poundings "I'm sure that you like being fucked dumb, right baby?"
"Yes!" You scream despite your blocked throat
You're high on sex and low on oxygen: the perfect mix to bring you on cloud nine. It's like Jungkook already knows all the things you love about sex. But he is your best friend, he knows everything else so why not that? And if he is so good with you, then you don't mind sharing all your secrets with him.
"You're gonna come for me?"
You nod at that but almost bend over when Jungkook's vicious fingers find your clit despise your tied legs. He is circling it so fast that your legs shiver. Thankfully, his large palm around your air column prevents you from escaping his delightful treatment.
"Fuck, Kookie" You sob, shaking in his hold
"Cum for me, cum on my cock" He urges you "I know that you're a good girl and good girls cum when they are told to do so"
The specific knot builds inside you, and you don't know what you are saying anymore. You are not even aware of your tears on your cheeks and the drool at the edge of your mouth anymore. Your toes curl and you dig your nails in his forearms when you reach your high. White dots paint your vision, even though your eyes are closed.
You might be screaming Jungkook's name but you're not sure. You are just too far gone.
You fall miserably on your couch, trying your best to keep your ass up because your best friend hasn't stopped nor slowed down one bit. He has pushed you all the way through your orgasm and even beyond, so much that it's almost barely impossible for you to take him anymore. His dick is just too big, stretching your walls that are begging to clench.
"Please, Kookie" You beg, tears of overstimulation appearing on your face "Come now, I can't— I can't anymore"
"I'm almost there, hold on for me" Jungkook reassures you, his voice a little softer
He knows that you are taking more than you can right now: the way your body shakes is a clear sign. He is close too and a last slap on your abused ass helps him.
He pulls out suddenly, leaving your hole gaping and stupidly empty, and pumps his soaked with your juices cock to cum on your ass. The contrast between your red asscheeks and his thick white seeds is perfect. Jungkook pants while he looks at his masterpiece, a satisfied smirked on his lips.
Exhausted, you fall on his couch, almost falling asleep right after.
"You're okay?" He worries
"Uhm, uhm" You nod
"It's the best welcome party ever" He brightly smiles at your tired face and you can't help but give his smile back "Thank you so much, Y/N"
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college crush - 4
summary : college au l when the frontier between a crush and an obsession blurs, how can you draw the line?
pairing : shy n clingy bf! jk × black fem! reader
genre : fluff, soft yandere | headcanons
word count : 3980, on going story
warnings : a bit angsty in the beginning with very harsh self-talk, description of self-neglect and implication of suicidal thoughts because Jungkook has low self-esteem
author's note : thank you so much @armydgirl for commenting “I need more of this” under the last chapter because it motivated me to finish this in like 2 days when I’ve been stuck on this for months. I’m really thankful for everyone who’s been reading this story so far ! There is one last chapter left. What do you think will happen ? (∩˃o˂∩) enjoy my loves and as always, all comments are well appreciated ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა ₊˚⊹♡
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4/ when imagination and reality combines, your dreams come true
- No-thing : there is no good or bad
The morning after you received the apology letter from your secret admirer, and now intruder, you were feeling pretty excited
It’s like their morbid obsession rubbed off on you and you were kind of starting to feel the same ? towards them ?
Was it ok though… to feel this way. You didn’t know
Anyways !
Even though it sounds like you are not making much sense, you’ve had a very fulfilling sleep actually
And it is now time to tackle the daily tasks your world awaits from you : attend classes, study and work
Before leaving you remember to put up the little surprise for your admirer
You already prepared the note in response to their apology letter the night before, so you just install it evidently in the middle of your main table with a glass of water
(you figured since you want them to clean your place they will be thirsty afterwards — hence the water)
Then you attended to your occupations
With an intrigued heart beating hard in your chest from anticipation, and a slight smile on your face
- Any-thing : signs follow, they do not precede
Because Jungkook didn’t have class this morning but he knew you did, he decided to pay you a visit
This visit is special : it is the first one in a few weeks, right after the apology letter
For some context…. it was not looking good for him. Like, he’s been going through a very tough period
When he took the hoodie with him on his last visit, he felt so proud of himself for having the courage to take a piece of you and bring it back to his home
He has never felt this euphoric
He would put the hoodie up to his nose and smell it to ingrain your body odor in his brain
He would wear it to bed and hug himself imagining it was you cuddling him with your arms circling around his waist and messaging his back to soothe him
The euphoria lasted a few days
He didn’t even go back to your place or send letters in the meantime like,,, he was fully satiated
Then your sent started to fade away progressively and he figured he needed to go back to your place
But he realized that… you were kind of actively using this hoodie. You must have noticed it was gone
What if you knew it was him ? What if you were hating him for stealing something from you ?
In his defense, it wasn’t exactly stealing because he planned on putting it back
He wanted to put his scent on it and give it back to you, so you could get intoxicated about him the same way he was about you
But his doubts and insecurities started eating him alive
“What if she thinks you stink ? She would never accept back a hoodie from a dirty man.”
“Scratch that : she would never accept the hoodie back from you at all, because she hates you.”
“You broke into her home so many times and stole from her. Don’t you think there’s consequences to your actions ?
“Karma exists and she’s out to get you”
“Don’t even think you have a chance with her anymore. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t love you and never will again.”
“Hell, I’m sure she forgot you since you don’t even send letters anymore.”
“You’re nothing but a fleeting bad memory, plaguing her brain.”
“Stay away from her, you monster.”
The mental self-harm was so harsh, he absolutly didn’t leave his room anymore
Not to study, not to work — not even to eat
He didn’t go to photography class anymore because he couldn’t even have the guts to face you after all this
He felt so so bad for so long
At some point, he was truly starting to decay and felt like he wanted to see you one last time before dying.
So, he showered for the first time in like a week
Dressed up in all black, popped on a large black bob
And went out, looking for you
It was something like 2 PM on a Wednesday
According to your schedule, you were supposed to be at the campus library studying a bit before your afternoon classes
And like clockwork, right after entering the library, he spotted you from afar
You were at the very end of the long hall, sitting alone with your books and your computer.
Your back was facing him so you couldn’t notice him staring at you with tears in his eyes
How could he let himself rot away when you were the light he needed in his life ?
How could he leave you this way when you needed him to protect, love and provide for you ?
It was inconceivable that he wasn’t taking care of you anymore, and that he even entertained the idea of never doing it ever again
He needed to bounce back immediately.
So, he sprinted back to his place,
Shuffled through his desk to grab a piece of paper and a pen,
And got to work.
He was still crying uncontrollably while trying to put his thoughts onto the paper
After 3 crappy letters and lots of crossed-out sentences, he figured he needed to calm down in order to properly deliver the best piece of literature ever
The one letter that could melt the heart of a statue and that will recover your relationship, without a doubt.
That’s when he came up with the apology letter you received.
Shortly after writing it, he decided on an express delivery to your place,
So you could read it and contemplate on his fate during the night or whatever
And while you do that, he would come the next day bearing gifts :
a brand new hoodie to replace the old one, a flower bouquet to decorate your house and give you a piece of himself and some of your favorite fruits to nourish your tummy and your soul
Their job was to make you realize that he was very serious about this relationship with you.
To remove any doubts about taking him back into your life
This was his plan, and to him it was infaillible.
Fast forward to today
There he was, in front of your door, with his arms full of gifts for you, and on the verge of throwing up and pissing himself on the spot
He waited there a good 10 minutes until someone across the corridor unlocked their door to come out of their room.
Since the last thing he wanted to do was get caught, he hurried inside your place.
He closed his eyes, and almost started to hyperventilate but he managed to calm himself down.
One — inhale… exhale
Two — inhale… exhale
Three — inhale….
On the exhale, he slowly opened his eyes and was greeted by the silence and stillness of your room.
He felt so at ease, so happy to be back — where he belongs.
After a few more seconds in contentment, he decided to install his things and get back out
But as he emptied his arms onto the table, he noticed you left a note on it
He wasn’t sure if it was for yourself or for him, so he took it out of pure curiosity
Upon reading it, his heart almost jumped out of his chest
It was your answer to the apology letter.
You responded to him !!!!
Oh my God.
You finally acknowledged him
AND you deliberately wanted him to alter your living space to clean and order your things
He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
This was a gift from God
He was so happy, he fell down on his knees and held the note right over his heart
After getting down from the high, he arranged his gifts onto your table and got to work.
He never cleaned a place this meticulously in his entire life
This was almost cathartic
Like he was cleaning his sins away and prepping for a squeaky clean new slate for your relationship to start again from
When he was done he felt very proud of himself and was so happy to have been able to tremendously help you for something you needed
He didn’t plan on writing anything because he didn’t expect you to answer to him ;
But since you did, and he executed your request, he took a piece of paper and one of your cute bullet pens to write back to you :
“I cleaned your whole entire place just as you asked, my princess. I will always do absolutely everything that you ever request from me, with immeasurable joy and love every single time. I can’t wait until I can permanently take care of you and provide for you at all times. I can’t wait until the day I can hold you close in my arms, look straight into your gorgeous sparkling irises and tell you that I live for you, for you are my entire life. I bought you a new hoodie as I promised. I also bought some beautiful scented flowers and your favorite fruits. Please accept all of this as a proof of my endless unconditional love for you. Take care of yourself my angel, and never forget that you are the light that guides me through darkness. If you ever need me again, I’ll always be right here. — your secret admirer”
He has to physically contain himself from taking anything before leaving
But it’s less difficult than last time, because he never felt so fulfilled in his entire life
He realized that he feels the most joyful and alive when he does things for you.
He is now convinced that he truly lives for you, and that you are promised to him.
After a long and exhausting day, you finally went home.
The excitement and curiosity was eating you alive.
Did they come today ? Did they notice the little note ? Did they clean the house ?
You were truly hoping that they did come, and that if they did, they didn’t ignore you, because that would be sad.
As you open the door, you immediately notice how your room smells fresh and fruity
A quick look around reveals that your room is very much clean, as if it had been ran over by a cleaning crew
But the most surprising thing is the pile of stuff on your table
There were : a new and very cool hoodie, apples raisins and peaches, and a large bouquet of flowers with a very sweet scent.
You were filled with glee and contentment
This is the confirmation that this really isn’t a prank by your friends, but that there is truly someone out there that is invested in you
That is so cute ?!
You are so caught up with all of these gifts and new realizations that you almost don’t notice the letter
A new letter from your secret admirer !!!
This is a gift from God
After reading it… you feel like crying.
Nobody ever made you feel this way. Nobody ever went out of their way to make sure that you were good, that you had everything you needed, that you were taking care of yourself.
To have someone you don’t even know care that much…. is something indescribable.
You couldn’t not develop some feelings back for them, even if you wanted to
They were becoming a constant presence in your life and you truly didn’t want it to stop.
This night, you both fell asleep under the same sky, and asking the same stars to reunite you, for you belonged together.
- Some-thing : flowers bloom, even in concrete
The next morning, Jungkook is going to the local cafe for his occasional dose of caffeine, when he sees something that makes him stop dead in his tracks.
You are walking around the campus, with the brand new hoodie he gave you just the day before.
You must have felt his eyes bore holes into your sides, because you turn around and look right into his eyes.
Realizing you’ve met eyes with the cute nerdy guy from photography class, you politely smile and wave your hand at him
Then, you keep going your way, oblivious about what you’ve caused
He could only instinctively wave back at you with a shy smile
He keeps staring at you walking with a bouncy and bright demeanor until you are out of sight
This whole encounter is so overwhelming to him that he has to rush to the nearest campus toilet
He just saw the literal [love of his life] walk around outside with something he choose specifically for her and smile at him.
You were accepting and proudly using his gifts for you. His proof of his love for you.
It is the absolute and ultimate proof that you are also totally in love with him
He could not contain his emotions even if he tried to. It was too much
So, he locks himself inside a toilet to hide his boner and cry from joy
He is as hard as he is happy. This is everything to him.
Literally all of his dreams are coming true.
So, he decides that from now on, he’ll send you more gifts and love letters than ever
Because he just cannot get over the fact that he can send you stuff and you will just… use them ??
Absolutely crazy and groundbreaking.
The next few weeks, on top of following you everywhere and taking pictures of you, he started stalking you on social media
If he felt like a pretty discrete and laid back admirer before, he definitely feels like a total stalker now
But he isn’t a creep, and you’re receptive to his moves. So it’s not bad, right ?
Anyways
He was mainly in search of a potential wishlist you posted or some posts where you expressed your interest in something
He has bookmarked almost all your “I want this 😖” & “I wish 😿” tweets
Each time he would find a post of you wanting anything, ranging from :
New clothes or cute jewelry to plushies plants and books,
He would buy it and deliver it to your place with an affirming love note attached
Saying stuff like :
“you deserve everything that you ever want and need my love”
or :
“as long as I’m alive, rest easy and know that you will always be taken care of”
But, he also had his own wishlist of stuff he wanted to offer to you
Recently, he bought a cute platted skirt that would would perfectly hug your waist and make your legs stand out — in his opinion — just because he thought it would fit your style
(and it did)
He had tons of carts scattered everywhere on the internet, even on lingerie websites,
Not because he wanted to see you in them but because he wanted you to feel good, comfortable and valued in your own body
Ok he’s obsessed with you but. He’s still an asexual
Talking about that, he is not worried about his sexuality, in fact he is so grateful he fell for you because your were so open and accepting
He overheard you talking about never feeling like anyone would love you just for you, and being scared of being used for your body and never finding true love
That there are multiple ways to love others, and that a relationship shouldn’t revolve around sex
He knew that he had all of his chances and he was the absolute best candidate that met all your standards and that could please and fulfill you in the right way.
Also, he doubled the amount of time he spent at your place
(behind your back, as always)
With each visit, he brings your favorite fruits and sometimes restocks your fridge and cupboards if he sees you’re running out of everything
How does he even manage to finance this lifestyle, you ask ?
Well, do you remember: he is a talented photographer.
He was booked and busy before, but retired when he started college due to lack of time and the loss of all the passion and drive necessary to keep up that kind of side hustle
Now that his passion and drive was back — all thanks to you — He started selling his services as a photographer and as a video editor again.
And he was making bank !
You are such a blessing in his life, he will never be thankful enough for your existence.
You were creating all these opportunities for his to grow as a person and improve his life, it was crazy how he changed so much in so little time.
And to recap the state of The Plan ™️ : he’s making Big Moves.
He was slowly but steadily becoming a known and stable occurrence in your life
Half of the plushies you owned were bought by him.
Some of the coolest clothes and shoes and jewelry : bought by him.
The books that you were obsessed about recently ? You guessed it, bought by him.
Even the only pieces of lingerie you had were bought by him.
He was nourishing your body and nurturing your heart.
Seeing you walk around campus proudly while constantly wearing the very outfits Jungkook once daydreamed about has been an insane experience
Knowing that you were eating the food he bought for you and consuming the letters he kept writing and gifting to you….
(he still checked your bins regularly to make sure you were still accepting him)
It made him feel immense pride and contentment.
He was at his peak in terms of interaction in his life right now.
He never made it this far in a relationship
And he knew he wanted more ; but he didn’t want to burn his wings by flying too high too fast.
He knew that patience was key
And he was right because eventually, you were the one to cross the bridge.
- Every-thing : no matter what happens, the universe expands and time flows
One day, you left a note asking for the number of your secret admirer.
It was random, truly, because you usually never answer to their letters directly.
Sure, you would stick a post-it sometimes suggesting a new type of fruit for them to bring to your place for you to try
Or expressing appreciation for an item they bought you recently and that you really enjoy
But it was still very scattered and anecdotical
So much that Jungkook cherished each and every note of yours in a special binder — and if he could frame them he would.
All that to say : that day was different.
You felt it in the air
It’s been 3 months now since the secret admirer thing has started to be pretty serious… with the admiration.
But at this point, you wanted more.
Did you want attention ? distraction ?… love ?
You couldn’t pinpoint a specific need, and you didn’t know exactly what were your motivations ; but you knew something was missing.
Also you needed an answer to your never ending questions
Who are they ? What are they passionate about ? How do they envision their future ?
…Why you ?
Interrogations and curiosity bubbled in your mind like a bottle of sparkling water
You pondered for quite some time about the way you would go to reach your goal
Should you :
ask them to take you on a date, or
invite them over for dinner at your place, or
go to the cinemas with them, or
have a picnic in a park with them, or…..??
The thing is : every option seemed dangerous, especially because you actually didn’t know a single thing about them
Sure, as of now they’ve never attempted to hurt you and they claim to love you much more than life itself
But. You weren’t reckless nonetheless and you’ve watched too much true crime documentaries to even entertain these ideas
So you settled on a post-it note with “can I have the number of my secret admirer, so I can admire them too ?” written on it
Simple is king !
You went to sleep that night with a knot in your stomach and your heart beating loud in your chest as if it were the day before a final exem
The next day, Jungkook entered your place bearing gifts as always without expecting a thing
While checking around as usual, he noticed the post-it on the door of your fridge asking for his number
… Huh ?!
He literally froze in disbelief and read it over and over again to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.
How come you were asking for his number. His. number.
The plan was working like a charm in such a way that he would’ve never expected in a million years
This was so much more than what he could’ve ever asked for
He did try to think about how to make a move to get closer to you ; but he didn’t feel ready yet and wanted to wait more
And now, you’re the one who decided to take matters into your own hands and accelerate everything
It was absolutely crazy
You. wanted. HIM.
Well… not really exactly him
In fact, he noticed you used non-gendered pronouns to address him and realized that you barely knew anything about him
Progressively, he got down from his high and he wiped the tears that fell from his eyes unbeknownst to him
He did want to give you his number, but… the group project in photography class was coming sooner or later and he didn’t want you to connect the dots just yet
He decided to buy a new SIM card from which he will text you
So, he wrote you back immediatly, telling you to wait for him to be ready for you and that he’ll give it to you soon.
A few days later, he came back and instead of delivering the usual LLOTD [love letter of the day] he wrote a note specifically to answer the number question
"Looking at the crescent moon, I see your face in its bright pure aura. Knowing that eventually its going to become a full moon lighting up the sky during the night, like your beautiful face lights up my life each time I look at you, makes me realize I love looking forward to the future only when I know you're going to be in it."
At the end of the poem, he wrote his special number with a heart next to his usual "— your secret admirer" signature
He went back to his place being very much full of glee, and eager to get a response from you.
When you got home from class, you saw his note and your belly immediately filled up with butterflies
Finally, it was time.
Seeing your emotional reaction to their answer you knew you did the right thing
You were going to get your answers to the many questions you've been asking yourself
But, more importantly, you were going to get closer to them.
You pondered for a long time before decinding on what to text them
You wanted to try and write a poem for them too but you felt like you couldn't match their skill and profoundence of their words just yet
You settled on :
"Hey ^^ this is [y/n]. Thank you for giving me your number ! I can't wait to get to know more about you"
Little did you know that… the best was yet to come.
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Beaches and Vlives I JJK
A/N: Hello! After writing Stroke Game, I decided to continue the theme of writing stories around posts, videos, and lives of the members. The concept of these were inspired by @kimnjss clips with context series! You should definitely check them out!
I will be taking requests for other things that people would like a story written around so feel free to send those in!
Summary: The events leading up to Jungkook’s impromptu Vlive and what happened after.
Warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, brief mentions of pregnancy kink, good ole missionary, nothing too crayz
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Ever since your car had passed the sea on the drive up to the campsite, Jungkook had been itching to get on live and talk to Army. You had watched from the passenger seat as he went silent and fell into his thoughts, while he tried to simultaneously admire the sea and keep his eyes on the road. After gentle prompting from you, he finally confessed how much the sea reminds him of Army. Heart melting a little bit at the revelation, you ask him to tell you more, but he doesn’t.
After a few minutes, you see him glancing back and forth between the sea and the road almost anxiously, and then you watch as he pulls his lip between his teeth and starts biting the skin there.
You’ve known Jungkook long enough to know, there’s something on his mind, but he’s overthinking. Reaching across the center console, your thumb gently tugs on his bottom lip to rescue it from his anxious biting. His eyes quickly dart to you and then back to the road. You card your fingers lightly through his hair, hand falling down to give a quick tug on his earring before breaking the comfortable silence in the car,
‘What’s on your mind handsome?’ You ask quietly so as not to startle him.
He seems to mull over his thoughts for a moment before speaking up,
‘I really want to talk to Army right now after looking at the sea.’ He says it quietly, and an embarrassed laugh follows almost as if he thinks it’s ridiculous. You can see his eyes flit back and forth, trying to gauge your reaction.
‘So why don’t you?’ You hum.
You watch as he cutely tilts his head to the side, eyebrows furrowed lightly,
‘This is our trip, Jagi, before things are busy with our comeback.’ He’s overthinking even more, and it’s written all over his face. The way his eyes are bouncing, his fingers are jittery, and his lip is back between his teeth.
‘Koo,’ you start, ‘If you wanna go live, then go live. You know I don’t care.’ You reassure him.
He thinks for a moment before responding, ‘I can’t even go live because I don’t have my laptop and there aren’t any staff and I’m not supposed to-’
‘Kook’ you cut him off ‘You can use my laptop, and you can call the staff ahead of time and let them know’ You place your hand on his thigh and give a light squeeze to reassure him.
He looks over at you,
‘You really don’t mind?’ He asks timidly.
‘Of course I don’t.’ You smile at him.
. . .
You watch in admiration as Jungkook, a little more uncoordinated after the drink (or two) he had, fumbles to set up everything he needs for his live. Deciding to wait until after you had dinner and for some staff to arrive just to be safe seemed like a good idea at first but now he’s antsy. He’s rushing in excitement, and along the way he’s knocking cups and the camera over. You watch as Jungkook is switching between sitting down and checking the camera angle and then getting back up to rearrange the chair so the camera has a slight view of the fire. Then he sits again before deciding once more that the angle isn’t to his liking. He’s bouncing back and forth between sitting and standing, dimming the lights, at one point, he even grabs his car keys and moves his car since ‘too much of it is in the frame.’
Jungkook has always been a perfectionist. That much isn’t new, but when he’s particularly nervous or excited for something, those tendencies are even more pronounced than usual. Especially since his excitement for the live is combined with the nerves for his comeback. He’d been spending extra hours in the studio perfecting his vocals, and every free moment he had was spent walking around singing the new songs. He was in the gym constantly trying to look his best, and he even made sure to get the new tattoo he’s been wanting ahead of time so it would be healed for the new performances.
He finally gets everything set up just perfect and after adjusting his hair in the camera he looks up at you,
‘I’m ready.’ He says with a cute smile on his face. You laugh at him in response,
‘I’ve been ready. You were the one posing the car and the fire in the background.’
He rolls his eyes at you,
‘You have to set the scene, Jagi.’ He pouts. Instead of saying anything else you just gesture toward your laptop, and he shoots you a handsome smile and pressing a finger against his lips in a ‘shh’ motion before starting the live.
You’ve been around him enough to know that any movement of yours can be perceived as staff, but the biggest rule is to not say anything.
You busy yourself with trying to quietly clean things up while Jungkook begins to talk to the camera. Throwing away bits of trash and food scraps, you listen to your boyfriend's ramblings in the background. A quick glance over your shoulder reveals that he’s already more relaxed than he was in the beginning. He’s curled up comfortably in his chair, a sweet smile on his face.
There’s a specific shine that Jungkook gets in his eyes when he’s at his happiest. You’ve noticed it time and time again when he’s on stage, doing lives, or telling you about something that Army did, whether it be a birthday present or a project that they’ve organized. He’s constantly in awe of the people that make his job worth it.
After cleaning up a bit, you lean up against a wall and turn to just watch him. The rain adds perfect background noise to his voice. Watching the gestures of his hands, the way he throws his head back in laughter, and the slight pout he gets to his lips when he’s telling the fans a story, almost as if he thinks they won’t believe him. He gets more animated as he goes on, and in doing so he sees you in his peripheral vision from where you’re propped against the wall. You smile at him and watch as he becomes shy before surprisingly addressing you,
‘You’re just gonna stand there and watch me?’ He asks before seemingly catching his slip up. Before you can even begin to panic he’s smoothing it over and turning to the staff who had driven up once he said he was going to do a live. Before anything can happen he looks back to the camera,
‘The staff seem to think I’m gonna spoil something on the live.’ he giggles, ‘They’re all just watching me.’ You admire how quickly he covered up talking to you.
He looks around once more before glancing at the camera,
‘I’m gonna tell you a secret,’ He peers behind to mock checking his surroundings,
‘I had a drink and I feel good now.’ He scrunches up his nose, and you have to cover your mouth to keep from laughing at his cute gesture. You decide to sit back down and just watch him for the remaining time. It’s impossible to miss how incredibly happy he is right now, telling stories and making jokes. You can already hear his hyungs laughing at him about how he’s supposed to be on vacation but instead he’s live, the same way they teased him about his two hour long livestream.
. . .
Jungkook sighs as he closes the computer, a content smile on his face,
‘Do you feel better?’ You ask him. He simply smiles in response and then winks at you. Jungkook stands up and goes to talk to the staff and thank them for driving up for his impromptu live.
You had left your phone inside while Jungkook was live, not wanting the iPhone ringtones getting him in trouble. Walking inside to grab your phone, you see Jungkook’s sitting next to yours, and the notifications on the screen show missed calls from most of the members. The top notification is a text from Jimin.
From Jiminie hyungie
Good luck Jungkookie :)
You laugh at seeing a text wishing Jungkook luck for his live. You can’t help but think this is his hyung’s way of teasing him for the whole situation. Looking at your phone, you see Jimin called you as well. Hearing the door open behind you, you decide to call him back later and spend time with Jungkook now that he’s done.
He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. You can’t help but close your eyes and lean into the comfort of his embrace. He presses the lightest kiss against the shell of your ear,
‘Thank you.’ He murmurs into your ear.
‘For what, Kook?’ You ask. He pauses for a moment,
‘For loving me and supporting my career.’ He hums back.
You turn your head to look him in the eye, ‘I always will.’ He just stares for a moment before his eyes glance down to your lips. His index finger and thumb come up to grasp your chin and pull your head toward his. And then he gently kisses you, soft lips moving languidly against yours to convey all of his emotions.
The thing about loving Jungkook is that he isn’t good at putting his feelings into words. He’s better at showing his emotions through actions whether it’s giving gifts, soft touches, or passionate kisses that stop your heart in its tracks.
He breaks the tender kiss to start pressing kisses down your neck. Light, wet, open mouthed kisses until he reaches where your shoulder meets your neck. He sucks lightly leaving a mark. You’ve learned through the years that Jungkook is a possessive lover. Since he can’t outwardly show that you're his, he loves leaving marks everywhere that he can. Up and down your neck, collarbones, and all the way down your cleavage. One particularly long night after a small argument had ended in a trail of love bites all the way down to your hips.
‘I just love you so much’ he murmurs against your skin.
‘I love you more Kook’ You respond, turning your head to capture his lips with yours. You turn around fully and wrap your arms around his neck. He tugs your bottom lip between his teeth and reaches down to grab the backs of your thighs and hoist your legs around his waist. He picks you up and starts to move toward the bedroom when he bumps into the cabinet in the kitchen,
‘Oh my god that hurt’ you laugh, sensual atmosphere broken by Jungkook’s misstep.
‘Sorry Jagi’ He’s trying, but failing, to hold back his laughter, ‘I’m not used to the layout of the camper.’ He’s trying but failing to contain his laughter. You smack him lightly on the shoulder and urge him toward the bedroom. He’s still quietly laughing, and you opt to distract him by kissing along his jawline. His amusement is gone quickly as you feel goosebumps sprout on the nape of his neck. Kissing further down, your lips make their way toward his adam’s apple. Lightly taking the skin there between your teeth, and then easing the nip with a kiss and a trace of your tongue, you hear his breath hitch in his throat.
‘Jagi,’ he warns, but it doesn’t sound very forceful.
‘I know Kook. No marks.’ You respond, continuing the trail of your lips to ease his worry. All of the sudden his arms beneath you are gone, and you’re falling. You gasp out of surprise, eyes shooting open, and then your back meets the soft surface of the bed.
‘You’re a jerk. Could’ve warned me at least.’ You pout.
He smiles cheekily while crawling over you to meet your lips again, ‘No time for that, baby.’ He pulls your shirt over your head, and then his lips are back on yours. He’s kissing you slowly like he has no plans of going anywhere.
Jungkook isn’t a fan of quickies, always taking his time showing you how much he loves you. Jungkook is trailing kisses down your chest, making his way toward the waistband of your shorts. He nips the skin of your abdomen and then soothes over the mark with a swipe of his tongue and a quick kiss, his way of leaving marks that won’t last as long as love bites.
Above you Jungkook is struggling to keep it together. He’s trying his hardest not to combust from excitement and pure adortion. The way you were so accepting of his career and all that came with being an idol, including impromptu camping trips and even more impromptu lives, just makes him love you even more.
Before he met you, he’d come to accept the idea that he might never find someone he wanted to be with forever. It sounds dramatic, but past dating attempts have left him hopeless for future relationships. Girls were upset that he couldn’t always make time for them, or that he might be out of the country for months at a time. He knows he isn’t perfect and forgets anniversaries if schedules get too busy, and he might not always have the time to be there for birthdays.
You, however, have taken everything in stride. Accepting his flaws and the inconvenient aspects of his job with your head held high. You’re always there when he gets off of work at ungodly hours, and always ready to answer the phone in the middle of the night when he’s on the other side of the world. So, when he has time like today, he loves to just admire you, and show you how much with each and every kiss and touch.
Your shorts are long gone, and when he’s going to spread your legs to lay between them, you reach forward and tug the hem of his shirt over his head. You trail your hands down his pecs, tracing the lines and contours of his torso. After a moment of admiring his chest, you glance up to meet his eyes, and he’s smiling down at you. It’s not a cocky smile, just a sweet one.
‘Lay back, jagi.’ After following his orders, Jungkook lays on his stomach between your parted legs. He props your thighs up on his shoulders, and then he makes eye contact with you while he licks a slow stripe from your opening to your clit.
He watches you as you close your eyes and throw your arm out to grasp the sheets between your fingers. Jungkook loves nothing more than getting to just give you endless amounts of pleasure. He wraps his lips around your clit and his fingers make their way to your entrance. He slides two in, knowing you like a little bit of burn when he’s stretching you out.
‘So good for me baby.’ He’s tracing figure eights on your clit with the tip of his tongue and curling his fingers inside of you just right.
You’re overcome with the sensation of Jungkook between your legs. Reaching down to curl your fingers into his hair, you lightly grind your hips up into his face.
‘That’s right baby, fuck my face.’ He flattens his tongue and shakes his head back and forth, letting more spit fall from his mouth. The sounds he’s making are obscene, fingers squelching inside of you and spit-slicked tongue slurping obnoxiously against you.
Jungkook is out of his mind with the scene of you using his face to get off. The tightness in his pants is unbearable, and he’s started to grind against the bed below him, hips thrusting to provide some relief. He can feel that you're getting closer, the movements of your hips are getting jerkier and more desperate.
‘Go on baby, come on my tongue and fingers.’ The coil in the pit of your stomach is getting tighter and tighter, pleasure building to new heights. The combination of Jungkook’s mouth and fingers helps you approach the end quickly. It’s when you look down to see his eyes closed and hips grinding on the bed, harsh breaths leaving his chest, that the coil snaps. Your grip in his hair pushes his face into your pussy, bucking against him. Your hips move up so that your clit brushes against his nose, and the solid pressure in your most sensitive spot helps you ride out your climax. His fingers are still inside of you when you finish, gently helping you along, but they stop when the grip you have on his hair loosens and your hips stop moving. He lifts his head when your legs fall off of his shoulders to be met with you lying back, eyes closed, and chest moving rapidly.
When you open your eyes, you’re met with the sight of him staring at you.
‘What?’ You ask him. He starts to move up your body, but he pauses when he’s level with your chest.
‘I didn’t even get to play with these.’ he mumbles, leaning down to take your nipple into his mouth.
‘Yah, not so fast. Jesus you’re insatiable.’ You mumble after pushing his head away from your sensitive nipples. Your grip stays on his jaw, and your thumb traces his bottom lip and then pokes the mole underneath. Jungkook turns his head into your hand, enjoying your touch. Then, you pull him so his lips meet yours once more. His hips press against yours, and you can feel how hard he is for you beneath his pants. Your hands trace down his sides, and then meet at the button of his pants. Your fingers work quickly to undo the zipper and push them down his hips. Once his pants are off, boxers gone along with them, you push at his hip
‘Sit back Koo, I wanna suck you off.’ You hum, mouth watering at the thought of having him in your throat. He groans, ‘I really really want you to, but I won’t last jagi.’ He laughs slightly embarrassed.
‘What’s wrong with that Koo?’ You smirk at him, ‘I love when you cum down my throat.’
He groans again, pushing your face away with his hand and taking a deep breath, ‘You have to stop talking like that or I’m gonna cum in my pants.’ He laughs.
‘You’re not wearing any pants.’ You point out with a smirk.
‘You’re so funny’ He quips, unamused. He leans down and kisses you, halting your teasing, and you break away to whisper against his ear, ‘How do you want me, Koo?’ He groans, and his hips stutter against yours, and he decides against scolding you for your dirty talk and instead simply answers, ‘Hands and knees jagi.’
You laugh at his shy answer, ‘You’re such an ass man, Kook.’ Nonetheless you turn over getting into the position he requested. Apparently you’re too far up the bed because you let out a squeal as he wraps his hands around your waist to pull you toward the foot of the bed so he can stand behind you.
‘I’m so lucky, Jagi.’ Jungkook says under his breath. His hands are kneading your ass cheeks. Pulling and patting, watching them ripple back into place. You let him, knowing this is one of the rare occasions he’s bold enough to request one of his favorite positions.
You’re expecting him to start to ease into you when he flips you onto your back. You look up at him in surprise, ‘What happened to hands and knees?’ You ask him and give him a kiss to punctuate the question.
‘Changed my mind.’ He mumbles against your lips. ‘Wanna kiss you.’
It’s hard to ignore the way your stomach flips at the statement, and instead of saying anything, you give him what he wants.
He reaches down to grab the base of his cock. He gives himself a quick stroke, hips stuttering in sensitivity. He bites his lip at the feeling of friction against his cock. He lines up with your entrance, glancing up to make sure you’re still okay, before pushing in slowly.
You watch as his eyes roll into the back of his head at the sensation of your walls wrapped around his cock. He whines low in his throat, trying to keep the noises at bay but failing after being worked up for so long. He bottoms out, pelvis pressed flat against yours. You watch as he takes a deep breath, trying so hard to resist the urge to thrust into you recklessly.
You wrap your hips around his waist, pushing his hips impossibly tighter against yours.
‘You feel so good, Jagi.’ His voice is strained, and his cheeks are flushed, eyes closed and basking in the feeling.
Sex with Jungkook is one of the most amazing experiences, because he doesn’t just have sex. He gets so overwhelmed by the pleasure that it’s almost too much for him, and watching as he relaxes and lets himself feel good is one of the most attractive things to you.
He’s slowly fucking into you, taking time to enjoy the way you feel around him.
Reaching up to wrap one arm behind his neck, you prop yourself off the bed slightly with the other arm, and then you push your hips up into his to fuck yourself on his cock. The reaction from Jungkook is instantaneous. His hips stutter from their previous pace before pushing all the way into the hilt. Jungkook’s hands grab your hips to stop you from moving.
‘You can’t do that or this will be over way too soon.’ He laughs, but you can see how much he was affected. The muscles in his abdomen are quivering, and he’s bright red all over with sweat collecting along his hairline. After taking a breath, Jungkook slowly drags his cock back out and then slams back inside of you, pushing you up the bed with the force of his thrust. He hammers into you at a rapid pace the sound of his hips slapping against yours are only accompanied by his grunts and your babbling of his name. He leans over you, chest pressed against yours and kisses you, tongue tracing along your bottom lip and giving it a slight nip.
Jungkook knows you too well, and when your hips start to twitch against his, he reaches down and rubs your bundle of nerves with his thumb, helping you toward your orgasm.
‘Jungkook.’ you moan, hand reaching out to find purchase on his shoulder as you grow closer and closer to finishing.
‘Kook’ you mumble, ‘kiss’
He looks down at you and smiles, ‘Always gonna kiss my girl.’ And then his lips are meeting yours. His thrusts are getting hard, filling you up perfectly, and the combination of his fingers, cock, and lips push you over the edge. You cry out as your orgasm washes over you.
Jungkook is so close. He knows you could tell before, but the clenching of your walls around his cock is pushing him toward the edge. His pace falters as he tries to keep going, but his attempt is fruitless. He makes sure to fuck you through your orgasm before he starts up the brutal pace again.
‘I’m gonna cum babe.’ he pants out against your lips.
‘Gonna fill me up Kook?’ You ask him. Jungkook grunts back his response,
‘I’m gonna fill you up so good, maybe even fuck a baby into you.’ He’s too far gone to think about what he’s saying, and you’re momentarily surprised. This is the first time Jungkook has brought this up, but you can see how turned on he is, so you decided to go along with it.
‘Yeah? You’re gonna fuck a baby in me? Fuck me so good I get pregnant?’
That’s the final straw for Jungkook, the thoughts running through his head of you pregnant with his kid, tits swollen with milk have him too worked up, and with no warning he’s cumming. His hips stutter as the first few spurts come out, and the noises he’s letting out are mixtures of your name, groans, and ‘baby.’ He pushes into you one last time as hard as he can, shaking with the force of his orgasm before his arms promptly give out under him and he flops down on top of you.
You both sit quietly for a while, running your fingers through his hair and just enjoying each other’s presence.
‘I think I almost died.’ He says against your chest after a moment. He smiles when he feels you shaking with laughter underneath him.
‘So you wanna knock me up huh?’ He groans and buries his face deeper into your sternum, trying to avoid eye contact. You’re laughing even harder now.
‘Where’d that come from Kook?’ You nudge him from where he’s trying to hide.
His eyes meet yours, and he shrugs ‘Just a horny fantasy.’ He mumbles. ‘For now.’
‘Ok well you keep fantasizing while you let me up so I don’t get your cum all over the bed. We have to sleep here tonight.’ He rolls over onto his back next you so you can get up, and he watches you walk into the bathroom. His mind is no longer clouded by you, and now all he can think about is what he has been planning to do tonight.
. . .
Later after being live when Jungkook posts a picture of the beach, Army will never know that they helped him calm down for the biggest moment of his life. Because just next to where he drew hearts and letters into the sand, he got onto one knee and asked the most amazing and supportive girlfriend he’s ever had to be his wife.
And maybe, just maybe, he’s a few steps closer to that horny fantasy becoming reality.
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don’t leave me.
pairing: jungkook x fem!reader
genre: childhood friends to lovers, some angst, these bitches are bad at communicating, everybody is crying it’s a whole ass mess 😔, happy ending!!!
warnings: a couple f-words 😨
you knock on jungkook’s door. to your surprise, jimin answers the door and smiles brightly, “hey, y/n! i’m glad you finally made it! we’re only halfway through the movie. you didn’t miss much, we can catch you up.” he whispered, as to not disrupt the movie the boys were watching.
this caught you off guard. you didn’t hear anything about movie plans. in fact, jungkook hasn’t spoken to you in weeks. that’s why you decided to come over without telling him. if you asked, he would’ve made some lame ass excuse about his apartment being messy or how tired he was. you frown briefly before fixing your face into a smile.
“thanks jimin! i appreciate that.” you whispered, searching the dark living room. lo and behold, there he was. in the flesh. jungkook hadn’t noticed you entering the living room as he asked who was at the door, eyes glued to the screen. as frustrated as you were with him, you couldn’t help but find his absolute focus to be endearing. his dark eyes wide and shiny with anticipation. “it’s y/n!”
as jungkook hears your name, he chokes on the popcorn he was eating. his head whips to you and jimin. your eyes boring into his, arms crossed. his eyes widen and he shifts uncomfortably, face growing hot as your stare intensified.
“h-hey y/n… how are you?” you scoff, smiling as fake as you possibly could. “im doing great, jungkook.” you cut the conversation off quickly as the two other boys started to feel the growing tension. jimin side eyed taehyung, who looked back at jimin with an uncomfortable look.
“umm… we have to go actually. we need to get… groceries.” and just like that, the two boys were gone. leaving you and jungkook on opposite sides of the couch. jungkook refuses to look at you. eyes staring into the screen, movie still playing. you grab the remote, and turn off the TV. jungkook looks at you, frowning.
“hey! i was watching that!” he pouts and you roll your eyes. “and i’m trying to talk to you? i’ve actually been trying for weeks!” you spit out, sounding more harsh than you wanted. jungkook suddenly cant bear to look at you anymore; his gaze quickly shifting away from you. you notice how the tips of his ears reddened. your eyes soften and you scoot closer to him.
“look, i didn’t mean to snap at you. i’m just…” you trail off, sighing. you can see he’s looking at you through his peripheral vision, “why aren’t you talk to me? lately you’ve been acting like you hardly know me. we’ve been best friends since we were in middle school! i know you better than anyone, but right now i can’t tell what’s bothering you. did i do something wrong?” he said nothing, no longer looking at you through his peripheral vision either. you stare at him in silence for a minute more before you get up and storm out without another word. in the back of your mind, you secretly hope he’s chasing after you. you get to your car and realize he’s not following after you, nor is he eager to give his explanation. suddenly, tears start pouring out of your eyes. unable to stop, you break down into a sobbing mess.
it was the first day of middle school. lunch time. you usually sat at a table, away from the crowd. you were finishing up some homework when a soft voice caught your attention.
“c-could i sit with you..?” you look up, a boy with jet black hair that almost covered his eyes stood in front of you. he couldn’t look you in the eyes, and he was shifting his feet uncomfortably. you smile brightly and nod. “yeah of course! my name is y/n. what’s yours?” he responded, the tips of his ears turning bright red, “jungkook…”
and from that day on, you sat together at lunch everyday, for three whole years. even hanging out outside of class. studying, getting ice cream, listening to his singing. as you grew up, you got incredibly close. you knew all of each others secrets, fears, and even crushes. however, he stayed relatively shy. it wasn’t until you saw him with his six other best friends that you saw him unfold. this shy, bashful boy could be a giddy, laughing mess when he was around his friends. it was endearing watching his older friends help him blossom and grow.
when high school started, everything started changing. he went from your cute, baby-faced best friend and grew into a man. a very attractive man. you couldn’t lie, a crush started to form. and not just because of his looks. he was still respectful, kind, talented, and still so very shy. girls started paying attention to him, coyly giving him snacks and gifts.
one morning, you and jungkook are approached by a girl, “h-here you go, o-oppa… i got this for you…” she mumbled, looking at the group before running away. her friend group watching from afar, giggling loudly. you smirk and poke his arm, taking the item from his hand. it was some snack, one he absolutely hated. he was bright red with embarrassment shooing you away before you could tease him further.
“ohh~ jungkook oppa!~ please take this snack as a token of my love!” you dramatically handed him the snack, laughing at his reaction. “you’re the worst!” he groaned, before laughing.
the memory made you laugh, wiping away any left over tears that were left on your face. however, the tears returned once you thought about where this left your friendship. maybe he knew that you had a crush on him. maybe he caught you staring too much during dance practices or just when you guys got to hang out. maybe he was so uncomfortable around you that he felt y’all couldn’t continue your friendship. tears fell onto your cheeks once more, lips quivering as you tried to hold them back. “why didn’t he just tell me upfront? maybe it would’ve hurt less…” you thought, tears falling rapidly as you start to fall apart once more.
meanwhile, jungkook was having his own crying session in his apartment. he definitely just fucked up your whole friendship all because he was in denial about his massive crush on you. why didn’t he just say something? “i’m so fucking stupid! she’s gone and will never want to talk to me again. you’re so fucking stupid, jungkook! fuck!” he sobbed, looking over at his wall seeing your smiling face plastered all over it. cringy middle school pictures you begged him to take down, you guys smilingly brightly when you graduated middle school and high school. pictures of you guys at the beach, before and after concerts, and at home.
he was absolutely, undoubtedly in love with you. he had pictures of you in his wallet, a candid polaroid of you eating ramen. he was absolutely whipped. he was so scared of rejection that he did everything in his mind to get rid of that silly crush. he didn’t want to jeopardize your friendship by confessing to you, so he avoided you at all costs. your phone calls, your texts, the funny tik toks you sent him. he even made excuses to not have you over. the thought of your heartbreak when he was avoiding you made his stomach hurt.
“i- i have to do something. i have to fix this.” he mumbled breathlessly, grabbing his keys and running out of his apartment. but there your car was. right where you always park it. he ran up to your window and knocked. you jolted up, seeing your best friend. you noticed his eyes and nose were bright red. had he been crying?
you open the car door, stumbling out frazzled. he had definitely been crying, and you know he could tell you had been crying. he started shakily, tears still welled up in his eyes. “i- you- i’m… sob i’m so fucking sorry, y/n. i’m so sorry. i don’t want to lose you. you mean so much to me. i’m not gonna let you go so easily. i love you. i fucking love you, y/n. i’ve been in love with you since middle school. i was so scared of losing you that i thought this was the best way to fix my problem. i’m so sorry. please forgive me. i love you so much.”
and just then, he kissed you. with all the love, passion, and adoration he could muster in his body, he kissed you. one hand on your waist, the other buried into your hair. you could feel the tears that fell from his eyes. you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in closer, returning the kiss. it left you breathless, your body yearning for this for years. you kissed as if you were going to die tomorrow.
when you pulled away, you hugged him tighter than you ever had before. “i love you too, jungkook.”
the weight of the world had finally left your shoulders. you had your soulmate back. your lover, your partner-in-crime, your better half, your best friend, jungkook.
hey y’all!! this is my first post ever so bare with me lol. i hope you enjoyed because i had a lot of fun writing this!
all my love-
loveliesmoon ⭐️

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Optional bias x reader
genre: angst, fluff (pretty romantic in the end), smut
warnings: smut18+, dirty talk, blowjob, lots of cussing, praising, unprotected sex
summary: You're having a heated argument with your boyfriend. Again. But this time, little do you know you will end up in his bed, instead of not talking to him for a whole week.
"I'm done fucking talking to you." You spit making your way upstairs, leaving him bothered and hot. Angry, the veins on his neck showing and his breath hitching everytime you raise his voice at him.
"Come back here now! We're not done!" He demands, his voice loud as a shiver runs up your spine.
You don't listen, trying to calm down, walking inside your room, while he's following behind you.
"Why should I spend my time talking nonsense with you? Leave me alone!" You scream back.
"What if I don't wanna leave you alone? Huh?" He asks his voice deeper now.
You feel your cheeks heat up, but ignore the way he makes you feel. "So what are you gonna do?" You think for a moment, then you smirk. "Punish me?" Your voice is calmer and you turn around, facing him.
"What if I do?" He smirks dangerously making goosebumps show up on your whole body. You're sure he can sense you're agitated, but you try to clear your mind, gulping, breathing in.
"Oh yeah?" You get closer, challenging him.
"You won't do shit." Your voice is harsh, your doe eyes saying the opposite as they never leave his.
The eye contact says it all, it's getting too much for the both of you. So intense, mesmerizing...you start to feel dizzy, looking away, catching your breath.
Although you're not sure how convincing you sounded to him, deep inside, you always wanted to challenge him, see his reaction, see what he would do. This is making your insides so warm, that you can barely even breathe. The way he looks at you is enough to make your panties wet on the spot.
You know what he's capable of, that he could fuck you whenever he pleased to, could make you come in seconds with just one finger, could make your back arch until it hurts and your legs shake so that you can't walk the next morning.
You know all of those things. Yet you love the idea of pushing him over the edge with just your words, making him crave for you, with each second passing by, more and more.
The way you're dressed isn't helping him shake his dirty thoughts off. That dress, which was meant for the party you're not going to anymore, is way too short. And he feels like your tits are begging to be freed from the tightness.
"You know what? Why're you pushing it, when you know damn well what I could do to you right now? How do you doubt that I won't touch you right in the next moment...when you look like this?" He whispers lowly, his hands catching your waist, pulling you close to him.
"Look at you...this is driving me mad." His eyes leave your body, now finding your eyes, but the contact only lasts a second, because the next one his lips are already on yours. He's kissing you with all the emotions he held inside him.
And oh God, how he missed this. His hands in your hair, yours around his neck, welcoming him so well, motivating him to keep going, to give you more.
"You know I can't hold back. Not anymore..." He bites his lip, now almost growling.
"Please..." You find yourself speaking up. The loss of his lips and hands on you, makes you whine as you find his shirt, pulling him closer.
The feelings he wakes up in you are hard to describe, but your heart beats so fast and your blood rushes with adrenaline through your veins. You feel alive. You want more of this feeling.
"Please what, love? What do you want, hmm?" He says sweetly.
"Forget what I said I...I-" You begin, starting to lose all confidence you thought you had. All you want right now is him taking control of you.
"C'mon princess we both know you want this. Don't you, now?" He unbuckles his belt.
"Yes. Yes I do. We both know that, but how about you? Huh? You never talk about how you feel! How the fuck should I-"
"Shh." He puts his finger to your lips. "Don't waste your energy anymore, my love. I'll show you exactly how I feel." His voice is like paradise, but the things he says sinful. He pulls his pants down, along with his boxers as you gulp.
You decide to shut up, letting him win. Once again. Just this one more time....right?
He, now naked, unzips your dress, watching it fall to the floor.
He turns off the lights, the only source of light coming from the city lights outside of the big windows.
"Isn't the night view so pretty?" You loose track of your thoughts, not realizing you are daydreaming again.
"You're so much more beautiful. So much more prettier."
He comes up at you and you can only see his tall figure standing in front of you. You're feeling his hot breath on your face and you close your eyes, pulling his face closer to yours.
He kisses you soft and gentle, like it's the first time you kissed. Then it gets messy, needy, tongue involving and lip bitings. Your nails scratch his back as he sucks marks on your neck, following by your tits.
"You're mesmerizing." He wants to fuck you right there, right then in that blink, but he holds back, remembering what he has to do.
"Remember when you told me I won't do shit?"
He smirks. "Oh, I will."
Your eyes widen at his now even deeper voice. Just when you thought he couldn't get more seductive...
"Get on your knees, now." You do as he says, loving the way he is taking over you. This is all you wanted.
Once you're down you give him the most Innocent "fuck me" eyes he has ever seen. You don't do it on purpose... or do you?
"Don't fucking look at me like that." He sighs, wishing he could cum right in that moment, with you like that.
"This is what you're doing to me." He lets his dick jump out of his boxers and your mouth waters.
He has the most prettiest dick you've ever seen. Veiny, thick and long ...but you would never admit it out loud.
"Like what you see?" He asks through his teeth.
You can only moan in response.
"Pleasure me darlin'. Make me cum." He lets his head fall back on the wall, as your eyes never leave his face.
You find your cheeks heating up as your hands find their way to his dick, jerking him up and down a few times.
He groans, looking down at you from time to time, his eyebrows furried together.
"Baby." He moans then cussing out.
You take his tip into your mouth, tasting his precum. You're teasing him with your tongue only, before sucking and finally taking him into your mouth.
"Ohh love." The sounds he lets out are so shamelessly loud and deep, but he couldn't care less.
He focuses on the way your mouth is so hot and your tongue teasing him.
He focuses on the echoing noises heard in the room, coming from your actions and his moans.
He focuses on your eyes, now full of tears and the way you blink them away, giving your best to him, making sure you make him feel like no one else could make him feel.
Oh, you look so good like that, he's sure he'll imagine this moment all over again when he's alone.
"Y/n...I can't- I'll cum in your pretty mouth baby. Is that okay?" He whines the last words.
You moan in responce, sending vibrations through his dick and the feeling in his stomach builds up.
"Oh, oh fuck." He groans releasing into your mouth, down your throat.
Sweating, panting, you find the way to each other's lips again. You kiss him so desperately, and he understands what you need without words.
"You're amazing, you know that?" He praises.
You chuckle and he lies you down on the bed.
"How am I so lucky?" His eyes sparkle and you find yourself get lost in them.
He kisses you, deciding it's his favorite thing in the world to do. Everytime your tongue touches his, your stomach burns and you moan into his mouth.
"You should wear that dress more often." He whispers in your ear, goosebumps showing up on your body.
Your impatience takes the best of you, as you flip him over, getting on top of him.
He smirks, his eyes never leaving yours, his hands on your butt.
"But I like you better without it anyways." He decides, kissing your neck, your breasts in his mouth the next minute.
You pull his hair starting to feel dizzy, lust present in both of your eyes.
"Kiss me baby." He tells you, his voice so sexy you swear he didn't even finish the sentence before your lips were on his.
"I love you." He lets out his hands in your hair, on your chest, butt, everywhere.
"I love you." You say panting as you align with his dick.
He pushes the tip inside and you let out tiny whines, watching it slide into your wetness.
You soon let out all the cusses you can think off, riding him, faster and faster.
"That's it babe. Yeah, just like that." He groans, hugging your body close, your foreheads touching.
"Keep going, ohh." He hits that spot again and again in you, everytime you move down.
"I'm...close- fuck." You say a moaning mess.
Your head falls on his shoulder as you move up and down on him, so close to releasing.
"Look at me, look at me and c-cum for me." He demands, holding your hands in his.
His voice and the wet noises send you over the edge when you let out the longest, loudest moan, cumming all on his dick. Your eyes stay focused on his as he releases into you praising you with words of love.
"You're so perfect. And you're mine." He smiles, pulling you into a slow kiss full of love.
"What a great combo." You let out laughing, hugging his big naked body.
He makes a note in his mind, that he should annoy you more if it comes to this, smiling uncontrollably as you're too tired to even move.
Pressing little kisses on his chest, you feel yourself get sleepy. He caresses your body, plays with your hair, quietly singing to you.
You feel peaceful, falling asleep and as he realizes, he feels happier than he has ever been, knowing he loves you more than he had ever loved somebody in his whole life.
"I love you so much." He whispers altought he knows you're sleeping. "My angel. I'll love you forever."
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hꪮᥒꫀᥡ ᥣꫀꪑꪮᥒ ᖯᥣᥲᥴk tꫀᥲ || jꫀꪮᥒ jᥙᥒgkꪮꪮk
방탄소년단 — jeon jungkook x black, female oc
It was a bright morning, almost nippy when the wind blew at a certain pace. The pavement glistened like a carpet of crushed diamonds in the early morning sunshine. Though, the few grey clouds that dotted the sky made a promise of rain later on in the day—and, if the weather report is reliable enough to go off of, that later would be sooner than noon.
However, despite those warnings, I decided to go on my Saturday morning walk to gain inspiration for my artwork.
I had been in a slump for months now and, if I’m being honest with myself, it’s mostly due to my poor life balance between school, work and my own sanity. So, maybe a long walk through campus will do me some good…hopefully.
“Kyoko? What’re you doing out here so early?”
A familiar voice and a pair of steps sounded from behind me. “Zenni and Chae Yeong? Hey!” I smiled as my two closest friends walked up to me in cropped hoodies and sweats. “I’m going on a walk, and you?” Zenni smiles back at me, “Same here.”
“It’s too pretty of a morning not to,” Chae Yeong finished, “How about we walk together?” I nod, “Yeah, that sounds fun.”
•
“So, have you seen him…?” Chae Yeong mumbles to us as if she’s telling the world’s darkest secret. I raise an eyebrow at her. “Seen who?” Zenni voices my thoughts.
“The new student? Jeon Jungkook?”
My eyes grow wide and I gasp, “No way. The Jeon Jungkook…? Nope…never heard of him.” I chuckle as Chae Yeong huffs and slaps my arm. “I’m being serious Kyoko!”
“Okay, so who’s this ‘Jeon Jungkook’ you speak of?” Zenni asks between amused snickers. Chae Yeong’s eyes sparkle as she begins to explain.
“I first met him in Professor Mae’s class. She was in the middle of explaining our social marketing project when he ran in panting and apologizing. And he sat down next to Bin Mi-Gyeong, lucky bitch. He has dark hair, a tattoo sleeve and wears all black. From what I gathered he’s a gamer on YouTube from Busan with over twelve million subscribers and eight million followers on Instagram. He curates at least one point two million likes between both platforms almost every day—Instagram, of course, gaining the most the fastest.”
Chae Yeong pulls out her phone and shoves it into our faces, my eyes forced to see a rather aesthetically pleasing Instagram page of an almost bunny looking, doe eyed boy.
“And he’s talented at everything he does. Just name it! Dance, singing, drawing, photography, boxing! He’s good at it all!”
I cross my arms. “And you just found out all of this…today?” The brunette only nods as she begins scrolling through the guy’s pictures—of which I’m sure she’s done a million times in the past hour.
“Come to think of it, I have heard of him,” Zenni starts, “Frankie Lennox was gossiping about him to her group of friends in class yesterday.”
“He just got here and he’s already making a fuss? I dunno if I’mma like this Jungkook guy,” I grumble. Chae Yeong just waves me off. “Oh, please, you say that now. But, wait until you see him. He missed most of his classes yesterday, but you share all of his morning courses.” Zenni laughs, “Be sure to say hi to him for me.” I roll my eyes, “Whatever.”
•
“Bak Yong, is that him? The one everyone’s been gawking over?” She sends me a dirty look but nods before returning back to her schoolwork.
Truthfully, I couldn’t help but to feel a bit curious. The boy had been the talk of the town lately. He and his friend, Bak Jimin, were rising in fame at the school rapidly. It was almost scary how far looks alone could get you. That’s definitely something I could never relate to. I sigh. “Someone like him would totally end up with someone like Zenni or Chae Yeong…maybe even Yoko.”
Yoko was my younger sister of two years. But, even so, I seemed like the youngest. She was more beautiful and more talented than I ever was. And it had always been that way. Though, I had never been jealous of her…I could only ever be proud of her accomplishments. Proud of the fact that she had never ended up like me.
In a weird way, I guess that makes me kind of pathetic.
•
Another day had passed and I found myself in my pajamas eating ramen with Zenni and Chae Yeong. “You saw him today, right?”
“For damn near five hours.”
“What was your reaction?” I sigh, “I only thought of how he would be a perfect match for Yoko.”
There was a long pause after that (the only sound cutting the silence was the slurping of my noodles).
“Yoko? Why do you think so highly of her?” Zenni questions, and I could hear the faint trace of frustration in her voice. I shrug. “I’m just proud of who she’s become. I am her older sister after all.” Chae Yeong growls, “You know she doesn’t think the same of you.” I only shrug again. “What does that matter? She’s better than me in every way…and that’s okay.”
“And do you really think that?” Zenni raises an eyebrow at me. I nod. “Of course, why wouldn’t it be?” I smile at her before looking down at the empty broth of my cup noodles.
It is okay, right?
•
“Now that I’ve explained your semi-finals project, I’ll be calling out the groups I chose. Since the class is uneven, there will be one team of three. Sītú Chan-juan and Kim Nabi, Ahn Min Jeong and Cha Ga Eul, Jeon Jungkook and Kangjeon Kyoko, Seok Nari and Asaki Luan—“
The world sat still for a moment. Everything went mute. And I could only focus on the fact that Professor Nam had just announced that Jeon Jungkook was my art project partner.
I could practically feel the hundreds of jealous eyes burning holes into every side of my head. I gulp.
I am so dead.
“Bak Yong, Bak Jimin and Seonghun Min. Please, go sit next to your partners. These will be your new assigned seats for the remainder of the year since you will have the same partners for the finals. Get started when you’re ready and remember to have fun, okay?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
The months of effort I put in to ignore him just so I could avoid a situation such as this one went down the drain as soon as Jungkook sat down in what was once Bak Yong’s seat. I groan, “What a disaster.”
“What’s a disaster?” He blinked at me with innocent eyes and a cheerful grin. “Hi, I’m Jungkook, nice to meet you.”
“Likewise,” I mumble. “Kyoko.”
“So, you’re Yoko’s older sister, huh?”
At the mention of Yoko’s name I sit up straight in my seat and turn all the way to face him. “You know Yoko?” He nods. “Yeah, we’re close friends. She told me that you think the world of her so, mentioning her would get me on your good side. You’re really scary and cold, did you know that?”
I glare at him. “How do you know Yoko?”
“She’s a really popular singer on YouTube these days. We met playing Among Us during a livestream with some mutual friends.” I purse my lips, “Well, if you’re good enough to be Yoko’s friend then, I guess you’re okay.”
“She said you’d say that, too…but, she doesn’t speak very highly of you.” I shrug. “So? Anyways, let’s get working on the project.”
•
A week. An entire week has past since I became Jungkook’s desk mate and project partner.
An entire week of threats and bullying. An entire week of bloody fights and teacher conferences.
An entire week of no motherfucking peace.
And yet Jungkook sat in front of me with the most carefree smile and, truly, wholeheartedly, I wanted to deck him in his pretty face so damn bad. But, instead, I grind my teeth together and continue searching for a reference for the portrait we decided to work on.
“Kyoko…?” His voice is soft as he murmurs my name. I glance up at him. “Yeah?”
“Can I…use you as reference for the portrait?” He’s shy as he asks. It really made me want to punch him even more.
“Why? Just use Yoko,” I reply dismissively.
“But, I—“
I glare at him.
“I wanna draw you.”
I sigh and sip my coffee. What the hell for? Though, as I continue to stare at him, I couldn’t bring myself to voice my thoughts. “Alright, fine, but don’t be upset with me when the painting gets ruined.”
And in turn his infamous bunny smile is directed at me as a faint blush dusts his cheeks. “Thanks.”
•
At some point honey lemon black tea—that and iced coffee—became my favorite drink to sip on while perfecting my art skills. And I had shared my newly found obsession with Chae Yeong, Zenni, Yoko and Jungkook.
It wasn’t long before him and I began sharing one cup with two straws of the sourly sweet flavored tea as he sketched me in his notebook more times than I cared to remember and as I sketched out different backgrounds for the easel.
“Y’know…you’re really pretty, Kyoko.”
“Stop mumbling nonsense.”
Jungkook had also become a lot more bolder and a lot more frequent when it came to voicing his nonsensical thoughts. Which, more or less, were compliments directed at me.
“But, it’s not nonsense. I really think so,” he continued confidently.
I put down my pencil with a sigh. “You don’t have to lie to me to get on my good side, Jungkook, I already like you.”
The ravenette blinks harshly at me before his nose scrunches up disapprovingly, “You can’t even tell a compliment from an insult. Does everyone really think that lowly of you?” I only shrug. “When you have the most perfect and beautiful younger sister, you’re kinda always compared. And…I’m okay with that.”
It’s silent for a moment too long, and I think the conversation is over, when he lets out a frustrated groan.
“I know we’ve known each other for barely a month now but, I’ve known your sister for two years and I think that—“ He cuts himself off, his face flushing a potent bright red. I raise an eyebrow at him, a gesture that he continue his sentence.
“…I think you’re more worth it than she is.”
“Worth what?” I breathed.
“Everything that she has and more.”
I glance up at him for a while. Trying to grasp onto every word he’s stated. I’m worth that much to him? That thought alone caused me to smile at him. “Whatever,” I chuckle, “Just get back to work.”
I pick up my pencil again, ready to begin drawing, when his next words caused me to drop it on the floor and abruptly stand up from my chair, “I like you, Kyoko.”
My fists begin to quiver as I glare down at him. “Alright, dude, you can stop now. Do you really think I’m that gullible? I can’t believe you.”
I hastily grab my things and rush out of the main campus library. “What an idiot,” I huff.
•
I didn’t see him for the next few days after that. We occasionally sent pictures of our progress to the project and some times, every now and then, he’d send a voice memo of him singing American slow jams.
Other than that…the weekend was quite boring.
“It hasn’t even been a month since we started talking to each other, do you think he actually likes me?” I voice my thoughts to Zenni as she smacked on some cereal she had ordered from abroad. Chae Yeong was in her room cussing out some poor fella on her team in Apex.
“Kyoko…he’s liked you far longer than that,” Zenni speaks as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “What the hell makes you say that?”
“He came up to us not too long before your project began, asking us if you hated him and if there was a way to make sure you two became partners. He said that Yoko gave him a misinterpreted version of yourself and that you’re the exact opposite of who she said you were.”
“It sounds as if Yoko is jealous of you,” Chae Yeong interjects. “She wanted to make sure Jungkook never liked you. Guess that backfired.”
Chae Yeong turns around from where she had been rummaging through the fridge. “So, are you gonna call him?” She takes a sip of her beer before heading back inside her room.
•
The phone rang once…twice…, “Hello? Kyoko?”
My breath hitches at the sound of his voice. This is the first time we’ve spoken on the phone. I clear my throat. “D’you wanna go to the gaming basement with me?”
I hear him take in a quick breath before humming. “Uh…yeah, sure. That sounds fun.”
“Yeah? Okay. Does around twelve sound good?”
He hums again. “Yeah, that’s fine. C’ya then.”
•
Somehow, in the middle of playing COD, his lips met mine after a well-deserved victory. “You didn’t push me away,” he breaths. I chuckle, “Don’t worry, I thought about.” I sit back in my seat and hum. “But, you’re a damn good kisser, Mr. Jeon.”
He blinks, shocked by my bluntly honest answer, “Really? Well—uh—thanks.”
I lean in close with a small grin, poking his nose, “Lemme kiss you again, okay?” Jungkook begins coughing with wide eyes and leans away. “Eh!? You can’t just say stuff like that Kyoko!” I laugh, “Why not? I liked it so, naturally, I’d wanna do it again.” I lay my head on the table and grab his hand.
“I kinda like you…I wanna kiss you more than once.” Being so honest was foreign to me, however, I didn’t mind it all that much.
After getting over his initial shock Jungkook laid his head down next to mine. “Then, do me a favor—“ he pecks my lips, “—become my girlfriend.” I hum. “Sure, why not? I’d be doing you a favor.” He chuckles and grips my hand back, “Yeah, you would be.”
•
“WHAT? He’s your boyfriend now!?” Chae Yeong yells in my face. She squeezes my shoulders. “The progress happened so quickly!”
“Yeah, it did,” I smile to myself.
It was a cloudy morning as Chae Yeong and I walked around campus. We were meeting up with Zenni and Jimin (who had began dating not too long ago) at our local coffee shop Honey Lemon. Kind of an ironic name. “Kyoko!”
I perk up at the voice that beckoned me. “Kookie.”
Chae Yeong waves happily at him as his steps sync with ours. “Heading to the cafe?” He grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. I nod. “Yeah.”
“Then, let’s go together.”
I grin, “Mmmm. Yeah, let’s go.”
“You guys are such love birds,” Chae Yeong cackles, “But, I totally called it.”
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Jungkook's POV:
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Random memes I made recently
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I AM NOT OKAY WHO TF DID THAT
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Crashing On Crush. JJK 5 [m]
crush!Jungkook x reader
Genre: smut; series; romance; angst
Words: 2.5k
Synopsis: What happens when your first encounter with your crush is Jungkook seeing your ass?
Warnings: angst; broken heart; crying
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You enter your apartment, take off your shoes and sit on your couch without turning the lights on, too stunned by what you'd witnessed. There must be an explanation. Maybe you didn't hear well? Or you didn't see well? Maybe Jungkook has a sister? A cousin? It can't be what you think it is, can it? As much as your heart hurts, you try to think straight. Jungkook didn't lie, he didn't use you to cheat, right? Maybe if you weren't this shocked, you'd cry. But your eyes remain dry as you pull off your phone from your pocket.
You open the Instagram app and search for Jungkook's profile. If he has a sister or a cousin this close to him, he would have posted a photo of them together. You pray for having missed it the hundred of times you have checked his profile the past few months. But you go through all the pictures and no sign of this girl. A dragger is thrown to your broken heart but this can't be. You deny the facts.
Okay, let's search for an explanation because there must be one. You call Suzi and she answers the first ring.
"Hi, Y/N, whats up?"
She sounds so cheerful, like a thousand miles from your mood.
"Hi, is Taehyung here?" You ask with a white voice
"Sure" Just by the way she says that, you know your best friend frowns with worry. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, I just need to ask him something"
Suzi knows you well enough to not ask questions. She knows you'll tell her when you need.
"Hello?" Tae's deep voice flies to your ear through your phone
"Hi, uhm, I just wanted to know, does Jungkook have a sister? Or a cousin quite the same age?"
"No, he doesn't, why?"
You wish you could find the courage to ask 'does he have a girlfriend?' but you don't. Maybe you don't even want to know. It's better than to have the proof he's been lying to you. But has he really? You never talked about that, he never told you that he was single. However, you both shared something so special after having sex. At least, you thought. What are you doing to do? You don't even have the energy to think and you don't even want to because the stab in your heart, in your soul is too painful.
"Just to know, thanks"
You don't know how you managed to speak with such a dry throat but you hang up quickly to not have to do it again. You stay, in the dark, thinking about nothing for hours.
This only thing that keeps you from going crazy is the little sentence you repeat over and over again in your head: 'This can't be'.
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The next day, you have decided to put whatever you have seen aside. You are supposed to go to the Lotte aquarium with Jungkook. Maybe you could even ask about the girl during the day and he will tell you that you totally misunderstood the situation, laugh and then give you a rational explanation.
You knock on Jungkook's door at 2pm. You took the time to get ready this morning - it's not like you've slept anyway. However, you couldn't focus enough to be very sophisticated so you just put some jeans, a white t-shirt with a leather jacket on and a pair of Converses. You swipe your sweaty hands on yours jeans, waiting for Jungkook to open the door.
He does, just a few seconds later. You can say he is surprised to see you. And you are surprised too when you see him stepping outside his apartment and closing the door after him, even when he doesn't look like going out with his black sweatpants, oversize grey t-shirt and Nike slippers. This a painful sign that the girl has probably spent the night with him and is still there. You try your best not to wince at the physical pain in your heart.
"Hi, are you ready?" You ask, even if you know the answer but deny is still better than having your heart break, again.
"Hi, Y/N, I'm sorry I forgot to text you. I can't today"
"Oh, maybe we could go another day, then?"
"I don't think so"
You can't help but take a step back, just like if Jungkook has slapped you in the face. Because it does feel like it. Why does he sound so cold when he was so sweet just a few days ago? When he had sex with you?
"I-I thought..." You try to speak your thoughts but they are so all over the place you don't know what to say.
"You thought wrong" His words are as harsh as his tone. "Look, I never said I wanted something serious, sorry if I gave you this impression. It's better if we don't see each other again. You should go"
Just like that, without even giving you a glance, he enters his apartment. You stay in the hallway, speechless. It hurts so fucking bad. Your body, your heart, even your soul. Yesterday, you were ready to tell him that you loved him, and you'd fallen in love with him in just few days because he was so caring. Because of the way he looked at you with his sweet doe eyes. The way he has hugged you after you had sex. The same man who warmed up your heart with so much love has just crashed it down in a million pieces. And each piece seems to have been stabbed with his words.
You don't even know how you went home. But the second you pass the door, your legs fail you and you cry on the floor. This is so much pain because you have never loved someone that much. And the only person who can help you from drowning completely in the darkest soreness is your best friend. You dial her number but you can't speak, your throat hurts too much because of your sobs.
"Y/N?"
By only hearing your cries she already grabs her car keys.
"I'm coming, everything is gonna be okay"She tells you, quite a panic in her voice because you've never cried so much
You hope so, so much that she is right.
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You stay for hours in Suzi's arms, crying. You can't explain why you're crying because every time you relatively calm down and try to speak a word, the pain is too unbearable and you cry again. You're so tired by the tears shaking your body that you end up falling asleep in your best friend's arms.
You wake up with puffy eyes and you pray you'll have time to make yourself look better before going to work. You already know that it'll take all of your energy to pretend nothing happened when your heart is completely mashed up.
You are sad - even beyond sad - but so angry at the same time. At Jungkook for lying to you and making you hope something. At Suzi and Taehyung for introducing you to him. At you for your stupid crush on him. You wish you'd never seen his picture on Instagram, you'd never clicked on his profile, you'd never talked to him, kissed him and fallen in love with him.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Suzi asks gently while you are struggling with your make-up. "Is this about Jungkook?"
You freeze at the name, a noticeable pain striking your heart and you wish you didn't feel the pain physically.
"Yes, it's about him" You try to focus on the mirror but you feel your eyes filling with water, again. "He-He said he doesn't want to see me anymore"
"What?!"
You look at Suzi in the mirror, she looks angry and... so fucking surprised. You lift a brow in a silence question.
"This guy is so fucking crazy, I don't understand him" She finally says after recovering her voice.
"Tell me about it" You sigh
"No, Y/N, you don't understand. I heard him talking on the phone with Tae. He said he liked you, he wanted to spend time with you... I mean, it doesn't make sense saying that to his best friend and treating you like that"
You wish her words didn't soften your heart because you shouldn't feel anything about Jungkook, even if it's about him liking you. Or pretendedly liking you.
"Well, maybe it's because Tae is your boyfriend and you are my best friend so he said that to not be an ass"
"But he is an ass"
Suzi gets closer to you and hugs you tightly. You close your eyes, appreciating how her love wraps around you just like her fragile arms.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N. You don't deserve that. You are such a great person. I love you, you know that, right?"
"I love you, too Susu"
She kisses your cheeks and wipes a tear from your eye.
You are working more than usual, no taking any break and starting a new task as soon as you finish one. You have to keep yourself busy. It's the only way you'll not cry in front of everyone. That doesn't mean that your colleagues don't notice you look like shit but they are kind enough not to say anything.
You have decided you won't love ever again because it's way too painful. It's okay, you'll have a cat and you are sure Suzi or Jongseob will be kind enough to let you stay at their place when they'll be married with kids. You don't need to be loved, you just need to don't suffer like that ever again because you know you won't survive. You already know the name of the cat: Bam.
"Hi Y/N"
You startle at Namjoon's voice. You were so in your work that you didn't notice him coming at you.
"Hi" Your voice is less strong and cheerful that you hoped
"I was thinking of eating out tonight, do you want to join?" Namjoon kindly asks you.
Honestly, he has noticed how sad you were today and it did make his heart ache. Deep down, he suspects something about the guy who has eaten with you two the other day but he can't be sure and he doesn't want to push you. He is just wishing to cheer you up because yes, Namjoon is a great guy. The kind that won't hug another woman and tell her he loves her the next day after having sex with you.
In your head, an internal struggle takes place. Do you want to have dinner with Namjoon tonight? On the one hand, you know you won't be good company because you are not in a good mood to say the least. Are you selfish enough to accept when you know you will probably deprive him from a good evening after a long day of work? On the other hand, spending time with Namjoon means keeping your mind occupy and keeping your heart - relatively - sound for a few hours before going home and cry out, once again, all the tears from your body.
You decide to give him the choice because it's only fair to him.
"Are you sure? I won't be the funniest friend for the night" You try to joke but fail miserably when your laugh turns out to be more a weird snort
"I'm sure, I'll be funny for two"
You don't know what kind of magic holds Namjoon but he manages to draw a weak smile on your face. Once again, you wonder why you didn't fall in love with him rather than with Jungkook. You wouldn't be heartbroken.
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When you knocked on his door yesterday, Jungkook was surprised to see you. He completely forgot he was supposed to see you. Well, all his life has been shaken upside down when she came back.
When he moved to Seoul five years ago, he wanted to leave his old life behind. His old demons too. He wanted to be a better man and maybe, just maybe, be happy, just once. Honestly, he thought he could be with you. When Tae just told him about you, he was skeptical: it wasn't the first time his best friend tried to introduce him a woman. But you were different. You are different. He is not going to lie, your first encounter was quite something! He can't deny that when he first saw you - or your ass to be more precise - he found you so hot. But then, when he saw you shy around him, he felt flatted that such a great woman was interested in him. He'd never thought in a billion years that someone this beautiful, funny, smart and kind could want him. But you did.
When he fucked you on his dinner table, it wasn't just sex for him. When you hugged him after you both had reached your highs, he felt loved. He almost cried of how good it felt. So he thought that, maybe if he were lucky enough, one day you could love him like he was starting to love you. He might not have starting things right with you by fucking you on his table but he was willing to rectify it by going on a date and official asking you to be his girlfriend. His first real girlfriend. He was so stressed you would say no but you were worth at least trying.
But then, she came back.
Jungkook just wanted to see Tae and ask for advice for your date. She was waiting outside his building. He was so fucking surprised to see her. He hadn't see her in years. The last time was in Busan, before he moved to Seoul to start his new life. She asked for his help. What was he supposed to do? She was his best friend. At least, she used to be. He had left her once, he couldn't do it again. Maybe it was fate: just a reminder that he wasn't good enough for you and that he'll never be. You didn't know him, you didn't know what he had done. It was better to stop everything now before you break his heart when he'd tell you about his past because there was no way you'd want him if you knew.
It was so hard and so painful to talk to you like that. To lie by saying he didn't want to see you again and that you misunderstood the signs because you were fucking right. He wanted to be with you. The pain in your eyes was unbearable, he almost told you that it was all a lie and hugged you tight to ease the pain he caused you. That's why he didn't look at you. If he had, he knew he would have given up all his good resolutions and it was too selfish. He hold on on the idea that you couldn't love him yet, it was too soon, and that you would find someone better than him. Perhaps, this Namjoon guy who works with you. His heart and fists clenched at the thought you'd be in someone else's arms, that someone else's would make love to you. He wished so much it could be him. Maybe in another life. A life he could be a good man from the start so he could be with you.
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I think now is a good time to remind people that just because two people are in a fictional music video does not mean they're dating. just like how you see two actors kiss in a movie, it doesn't mean they're dating.
Why is this not common sense.
#bts#jungkook#i mean they could be dating but just bc u play a love interest doesn't confirm it#jeon jungkook#seven#why are people so fucking obsessed like#you are children who never learned what acting is#han so hee kicks ass in the entertainment industry#go watch her stuff!#i think she's starring in a sapphic drama too.... im excited#han so hee#i have a crush on her
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everyday i see hot men and women in their late twenties and i think to myself: no vera they're like ten years older than you, you're still technically a minor you SHOULDN'T—
#tp#the PAIN. my only comfort and source of delusion comes from my mom being six years younger than my dad so like......... 👉👈#jeon jungkook?? wong yukhei??? lee donghyuck?? 👉👈#hong jisoo the biggest heartbreak i have ever experienced</3#im still trying to get rid of my crush on my philosophy teacher too oml 😭😭 he has kids my age i canNOT 😭😭#if y'all knew him and saw him y'all would see my point 😭😭#i think i might have some additional issues im not fully aware of goodbye#ok idk if he actually has kids but that's not the point#i feel like im doing sth illegal bshdbd#i can feel the judgmental looks from miles away </3#no but HOW do i not feel this way????
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Ha ha ha ha ha 😃 the way I didn't need this rn
not me video btw
#fictional characters#fictional crushes#bts#bts fluff#jeon jungkook#kim taehyung#min yoongi#jung hoseok#park jimin#kim seokjin#kim namjoon
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multidxni masterlist
Hello! I decided I should start a masterlist for my works since I started writing sooo here I am. 🥰
My works include short/ long kpop idols imagines. (requests are always open)
You will find everything I write here. ❤️
Total works: 11
Optional bias x fem!reader:
safe in his arms - fluff
happier than ever - fluff
ending up in his bed again - angst, fluff, smut
Hwang Hyunjin x fem!reader:
but "just friends" don't look at each other like that - fluff, friends to lovers
Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader:
naps on rainy afternoons - fluff, established relationship
you’re all I need - fluff, established relationship
distraction - smut, established relationship
warm - fluff, established relationship
Suh Johnny x fem!reader:
hugs and kisses - fluff, established relationship
Hwang In Yeop x fem!reader:
The way I love you - fluff, established relationship
Wen Junhui x fem!reader:
comfort zone - fluff, established relationship
#masterlist#hwanghyunjin#drafts#masterlists#mymasterlist#hyunjin x reader#hyunjin#hyunjin fluff#optional bias x reader#smut#fluff#myworks#mywork#writer#hwang hyunjin imagines#crush imagines#imagines#nonamefic#crushxyou#optional bias smut#popular#more than friends#safewithhim#happier than ever#jungkook x reader#jeonjungkook#jeon jungkook imagine#jungkookfluff#jungkook#foryou
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《 We're Yours If You Want Us 》
➳ Taegikook
➳ Teen & Up | 3.2k | Oneshot
➳ Fluff & Angst, Love Confessions, Dorks In Love, Getting Together
Taehyung and Yoongi have been married for two wonderful years. They’ve dated and lived together since college and have two very cute dogs, Yeontan and Holly. They couldn’t be happier. Except, they both have a secret. They both have a crush on their best friend Jungkook, but neither of them knows the other has feelings for him. It’s very stressful for them both, you know? Questioning if they should feel this way about someone who isn’t their husband. Does that mean they don’t love the other as they thought? That they’re not happy?
➳ Link: AO3
#Taegikook#Kim Taehyung#Min Yoongi#Jeon Jungkook#Misunderstandings#Fluff and Angst#Getting Together#Love Confessions#Crushes#Established Relationship
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