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f4iryjeons · 2 years

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At your own risk 🎃 (M)

BAD BOY! JEONGGUK X READER

Established Au (I'm so weak for these man...)

WARNINGZ: this is literally PWP, rough sex, unprotected, ass eating and oral sex (f receives), semi public, degrading, spitting, lowkey town bully jk, jk carries a switchblade, jk is mean, he's really a bitch in this one, jk says he’d pull out but he lied, Jk is REALLY ROUGH .I think that's it idk.

an: I just wanted to practice writing smut... that’s it. THIS IS VERY UNEDITED I've edited it.

word count: 3.7k

The echoes of the past lingered in the present, like ghosts watching the living from the sidelines. The air was cold and harsh against your skin. You wished they’d close the windows already. Your heart was as heavy as the leaves plummeting from trees, and your mind appeared to be cloudy, much like the grey cloud filled sky. You were bored out of your mind. The winds were harsh, and the roads were empty, like a ghost town. Nobody could be seen for miles. Fall had come quicker than you’d thought, and while most were dressing up and going to parties, you were not. Instead, you were sitting in the empty diner your grandparents owned. “You’re still waiting for Jeongguk?” Your sister asked. She didn’t bat an eye when you didn’t reply, as she knew the answer. Instead, she just smiles and continues to whistle along to Monster Mash. “I’m closing up, so… go home reasonably. Don’t wait here all day. Make sure you lock everything back.” She says as she makes her way to the back. You’re still looking out the window, waiting for him. Jeongguk wasn’t the on time type, you knew better than to expect him to be on time. It was currently four pm. He’s always late to everything the two of you plan and you’ve learned to stop letting it bother you.

You’re straightening out your little red riding hood costume after putting it on. Your are kind of glad Jeongguk is very late. If he arrived earlier, you wouldn't have time to put on your costume. With your sister gone, you don’t have to worry about the judging statements from her, and ultimately your mother. You tighten the corset around your waist and attempt to pull the short dress down. It only stops at your upper thigh. No worries, your black lacy thigh socks cover a bit more skin than the dress itself. And finally, knee-high boots, laced up neatly, adorn your feet. You couldn’t wait to see Jeongguk’s reaction. He’s always said he wanted to see you in skimpy clothing, always wants to show you off.

It’s six pm when you hear the howling laughter of your boyfriend’s friends along with the screeching of his tires. Jeongguk is already out of the car by the time you come out of the diner, locking the diner up. His eyes are widening and there’s an excited grin on his face. One similar to that of a child in a candy store. Or, a kid opening a gift on Christmas Day. “I am sorry I’m late…” he trails off, looking you up and down shamelessly. He takes the cherry lollipop out of his lips as he leans down to kiss you. “Little red..” He mumbles against your lips. The two of you are pulled out of your trance when you hear his friend’s whistle. “Goddamn Yn!” One of them exclaims from the back seat of Jeongguk’s 1968 mustang. Jeongguk rolls his eyes, placing the lollipop back in his mouth, further staining his plush bottom lip a deep cherry red. He runs his hands through his gelled hair, “Shall we?” He invites, leading you to the passenger’s side, and opening the door for you. You cannot get over how hot he looks. He’s dressed like a greaser, and although it’s how he dresses any other day. Looking good in nothing but jeans, a black leather jacket, and a white t-shirt, it’s so on brand for him. The car only adds to his costume’s aesthetic, and it’s taking your mind for quite the ride. As you’re driving down the now filled streets, his friends are getting rowdier and rowdier. Oh, how you hated Jimin and Taehyung sometimes. “Is that Nick Watson?” Taehyung exclaims, poking his finger out of the window. You look at Jeongguk with an annoyed look. He just returns an apologetic grin. You knew what was coming next. Jeongguk isn’t exactly a model citizen, nor student. With your senior year of High School almost up, he’d made quite a name for himself. He was the typical bad boy, carried switchblades, wore leather jackets, ditched, and most importantly, loved to pick on underclassmen. He drives closer to the boy, slowing down to match his pace. “Hi Nicky..” Taehyung waves at the boy with a teasing smile. The boy looks at the car and groans. “What do you guys want?” He asks, visibly upset at the sight of your boyfriend and his friends. “Where the fuck is my English essay?” Taehyung asks, tone becoming dark at an alarmingly fast rate. The boy sighs, “I didn’t do it.” He shrugs, a shiver in his voice showing he’s scared. The boys don’t miss it. Jimin lets out an obnoxious giggle. “You sound like you’re about to piss yourself Nick!” The boys laugh out. Jeongguk doesn’t speak, eyes never leaving Nick’s form as he continues to walk. You hate when Jeongguk does this; he knows that too. Hence his silence. What’s even worse is you feel bad. You used to babysit his younger brother. You lean up so he could see you through Jeongguk’s window. “Hey Nick.” You wave at him, a very futile attempt to lighten the situation. The boy looks at you with a dazed look, mouth falling agape. “H-hi Yn, you look pretty.” He stumbles over his words a bit, eyes drinking in the few bits of skin visible from the passenger’s seat. Jeongguk doesn’t like flustered the boy becomes looking at you. He slams his foot on the brake; you yelp at the suddenness of his action. He pulls the switchblade from his pocket and points it out of the window. It’s pointed toward the young boy, and the look in Jeongguk’s eye cut deeper more than the blade could. The volatile illusion created by the darkness and the street lamps make him absolutely insane. The boy’s feet become stuck in their position as his eyes widen. “Listen to me… the Essay better be done by Monday, and I’m not fucking joking, do you understand?” The car goes quiet, and all is heard is crickets and echoes of laughter from the suddenly vacant streets.

Trembling, he nods. Jeongguk rolls the window up before driving off, leaving the boy behind in the smoke emitting from his exhaust.

Taehyung and Jimin bellow with laughter. Sounding similar to hyenas. You look at Jeongguk with disbelief and he ignores your look. He doesn’t enjoy disappointing you; he doesn’t even want to think about it. You huff in annoyance, turning your head to look at the bustling sidewalks.

When the two of you arrive at an abandoned house that was alive with loud, drunk young adults. You’re standing in front of the gates that are falling apart, and Jeongguk is right behind you, sensing your irritation. “An abandoned house?” you question, raising your eyebrow. Jeongguk gazes at you with an indecipherable expression before he pulls you aside. “You guys go ahead. We’ll meet you inside.” Jeongguk directs his statement to Taehyung and Jimin who are lingering on the steps of the house, but his eyes are looking into yours. You can tell be his locked jaw and the thick swallows he takes, he’s annoyed. “The fuck is your problem?” He inquiries, whipping out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. As he’s lighting it, you’re sighing, stepping back. “I really wish you didn’t do that.” You suspire. “Yeah, well, you wish I didn’t do a lot of things. Take it or fucking leave it, and drop the attitude.” It took a person with an abundance of patience to deal with Jeongguk. The boy was cruel, and it took someone who could look past these qualities to love him. You cannot do that right now. He is smoking a death stick and cursing at you. You cannot sit and have a conversation with him. You decide to walk away to let him cool down. He really doesn’t like that. He grips your wrist tightly. “Don’t fucking walk away from me while I’m talking to you.” He spits, letting you go.

He trusts you wouldn’t walk away. You were obedient, rarely defiant. And just as he thought, you stayed in place, crossing your arms as you look at the grassy ground beneath you. He sighs, “You know I hate that.” He states, putting the cigarette out, and stepping closer to you. The air that hits your skin is far from comforting, and the lump in your throat grows bigger. You knew Jeongguk would never hurt you physically, but he was still too rough with you. He doesn’t see an issue with how he speaks to you when he gets upset, his only excuse being ‘you deserved it.’ or ‘ you pissed me off.’. It’s taking a toll on you. He always expected you to listen to him, consider his concerns and fix things he didn’t like. But how you felt never mattered. If that’s how things are going to be, you should just end things.

“Don’t you dare.” He says. It’s sharp, but he doesn’t mean for it to sound that way. “Do not cry Yn.” He mumbles, trying to keep his tone in check. Your lip quivers and you turn away from him so he couldn’t see the tear that slips down your cheek. He sighs, wrapping his arms around your waist. The hug is awkward as he’s holding you from the side, and you refuse to look at him. He doesn’t care though, he just rests his chin on your head. “Really, you’re a fucking idiot.” He murmurs. He doesn’t mean it. It’s really like a term of endearment, and he trusts you to know that. “Come on.” He tilts his head toward the yard of the large estate. You mindlessly follow him, his hand holding yours. The trees are tall, and the house becomes a distant memory as he leads you past it.

The trees. Woodsy, it only adds to your melancholy, as you know you think of how unfair he is toward you. He stops walking, but he only pulls you closer to him. You take in your surroundings; he led you deep into the woods that sat dauntingly behind the dated house. “Why are we out here?” You sniffle, wiping the few tears from your face. “‘Cause no one will hear us here.” You pause, “What do you mean?” He pauses briefly before grabbing you by the chin and stopping you from moving. He still doesn’t answer you as his hands fall to your back. He leans against a tree and his head falls into your neck. “Here you are… looking so sexy, so good, and you’re crying.” He states, shaking his head disapprovingly. He pecks your neck a few times, taking in your scent.

You’re frigid in his hold, allowing him to do whatever. His hands creep down to your ass, the dress eagerly riding up underneath his palms. You whisper his name with a warning, and Jeongguk ignores it. He pulls your body impossibly closer to his body and allows you to feel the erection in his jeans. “Kookie, no! What if someone catches us?” He cringes at the nickname but ignores it. “No one will catch us. Stop worrying and trust me.” He whispers against your neck, warm breath tickling your skin and leaving goosebumps in its radius. You can’t contain the moan building in your throat when his hands slip into your underwear. He’s just toying with the fabric, leaving ghost like touches on your inner thighs. “We can’t.” You try placing your hands on his wrists, but you can’t bring yourself to stop him. “Why?” He gently runs his finger of your moistening slit. You whimper, head falling into his neck. “We don’t have condoms.” You state. It’s impossible to look at him, not like this. You’ll crumble. He continues playing with the increasing amount of slick dripping on his fingers and spreading over your inner thighs. “I could pull out..” He offers. Alarms in your head are going off, and you’re about to lecture him about the irresponsible suggestion he made when he removes his hands from your underwear. You whine at the removal, and whine much louder when he brings his wet fingertips to his lips, sucking on them with tumultuous, lewd groans. “So fuckin’ good.” He mumbles, fingers still in his mouth.

You’re embarrassed at the amount of wetness that gushes out of you at the action. He knows you’re weak for him, and he knows he’ll get what he wants. “Get against the tree and bend over.” He whispers against the shell of your ear. He lets you go, and he stands behind you. You scramble to follow his instructions; you place your hands on the tree, bending over. He hums to himself. You can’t see him as you’re face to face with the bark of the tree. He moves closely behind you, his clothed erection touching your ass. He wastes no time pulling your panties down to your knees. “Fuck..” He whispers. You can hear the impact of something hitting the floor, and soon you can feel his hands gripping your ass cheeks and spreading them. His warm breath hits the plump cheeks. You gasp at the foreign feel of his tongue flat on your pussy. He drinks your growing wetness in contently, sighing every new and then. You cry out brazenly. His tongue dips inside of you teasingly before he pulls away. You whine, begging for him not to stop. There are a few silent beats before his grip on your ass cheeks tighten and you wince at his fingernails digging into your skin. You yelp loudly when you feel his tongue prodding at your tight, untouched hole. It’s new. He’d never done that before. He drags his tongue down to your core, slurping the juices that have gathered for him. With another pornographic drag of his tongue, he’s back, poking at your asshole. You rest your forehead on the tree, moans spilling out of you in surprise and pleasure.

His tongue is back on your pussy. He pushes his head further between your ass. He’s able to reach your clit. Your pussy was dripping. Juices were falling into his mouth as he poked at it. It’s so dirty, so perverted, the thought of your slick dripping into his mouth and him thirstily waiting. The way he drinks from your core like your juices were a nectar from the juiciest fruit in a magical forest. It shouldn’t make you so kindled. “You gonna cum?” He asks against your slit, his mouth not allowing you to reply as he keeps pulling moans from you. He slurps, every so often bringing the wetness up to your asshole. He pulls back for a moment, leaving you awaiting what he’ll do to you next. You stand by, cold air hitting your hot skin. It’s not enough to cool you down. You shiver, but it’s not because of the chill of the night. You sigh loudly when you feel his fingers; he rubs your clit. He is dragging you closer and closer to orgasm. You can’t shake the feeling of possibly being caught. The thought is licentious as you grow hotter. You can still hear the loud music screaming from the house through the woods. It allows you to become comfortable with your volume, not a care in the world as you cry out at every little thing he does. His fingers dip into your pussy, just for a moment. It’s so sweet, so fucking good, so euphoric for a small minute. He takes it from you. He was a cruel profligate. You want to turn around, yell at him, and you almost do until you feel his finger dancing around your virgin hole. You mumble his name, shakily, nervous. This was the first time you had done this. He was diving into new, deep waters. You wouldn’t stop him. It would be a lie to say you weren’t intrigued. “You like this, don’t you?” He asks, from behind you, he’s still on his knees. You can only nod, embarrassed at your obscene behavior. He lets out a hoarse chuckle, and it causes more juice to trickle down your thighs. “Such a slut… you wanna be fucked in the ass?” He hums, his finger smoothly pushing inside. It’s alien, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t feel uncomfortable, it just feels weird. It feels like you’re being stuffed, like there’s something occupying your hole, and it’s weirdly making your pussy clench. You want more. You don’t have to ask though. He’s pushing in another finger so you’re filled by two. The stretch becomes uncomfortable, but it’s bearable, and you like it. You can’t stop whining, and you can’t stop clenching around nothing. Your pussy starts spasming when he fingers your ass, his fingers moving at a tolerable pace. “Look how wet you’re getting… you’re fucking disgusting.” He says. You cry out, shamelessly nodding at his words. He leans in, tongue out to collect your nectar straight from the tap. His fingers and his tongue speed up a few moments later. He’s energetically lapping up what you have to give as he continues to finger-fuck your ass at a now merciless pace. You can’t hold yourself up much long, legs and arms giving out as you cum harder than you’ve ever came before. He’s quick to catch you. His fingers are pulled out of your ass, and he’s standing, holding you up by your waist. Your back against his chest as you're trying to catch your breath. “Fuck… you squirted from that?” He teases, kissing your reddened cheek. He wipes the sweat from your forehead with the back of his hand. The sweet moment falls short as he roughly turns you around to face him and pushes you against the tree. Your head will kill you after this, but you can’t bring it yourself to care. He doesn’t break eye contact as he undoes his belt and pulls his pants along with his underwear down. There’s a quiet mewl caught in your throat when you see the red leaking tip of his cock. You swear you could feel your mouth water; you want to devour him. But you know he won’t let you. With his cock so hard, and desperate to be held tightly by your divine walls, he wouldn’t think of doing anything besides fucking you. He lifts one of your legs up, hooking it under his arm. Your leg dangles loosely over his forearm as you watch him stroke himself with his free hand. He leans in to kiss you, his cock sliding under your exposed slit. The kiss is wet and desperate. You cut yourself when your teeth scrape together, feeling swollen and desperate as your tongues tussle. Your grip on his hair is bruising, and he’s pushing you against the tree so hard you’re worried you’ll get splinters when the two of you are done. You arch your body, letting your pussy drape over his cock as he grinds over your slick folds. Your pussy lips cling to his cock, rivulets of excitement swelling as he changes direction, pushing the entire shaft in. You scream in surprise and pain. You whimper at the bittersweet feeling of his cock stretching you. “Baby, it hurts.” You whimper, your head falling limp against the tree. He just grunts, pushing into you until he bottoms out. “Does it hurt, baby?” He asks, feigning concern. You nod, whining at the vigorous stretch. “You wanna act like a fucking brat? You get treated like one.” He hisses, grabbing your jaw pitilessly. He leaves his hand on your face, pressing your head into the tree, you whimper pitifully. You hate how much you love It. He’s fucking like you were an inanimate object, as if you were there for solely his pleasure. You hate how loud you grow at his remorseless pace. You hate how he grips too tight, bruises you with too much force. You hate how in control he is. You hate how you want it to stay that way. He groans loudly when he feels you gushing around him, smirking at you. Your eyes fall into the back of your head as your mouth feels pried open to let the lewd noises travel through the woods. You close your eyes and envelop yourself in the blanket of pleasure, groaning, mindfucked into another dimension. He feels a sudden rush of adrenaline as he approaches his high. Roughly, he grabs your face, forcing you to give him your attention. He shamelessly spits in your mouth, “Jump.” He grunts, bending down and placing your leg underneath his other arm. You cry, doing as he says, although its not as easy as it seemed. Your legs were like jelly and jumping felt like the hardest thing to do. You keep attempting to jump as he grows impatient, condescending chuckle leaving his mouth. “You’re so fucking stupid, you know that?” He lifts you almost effortlessly against the tree. He continues fucking into you for the lone purpose of cumming. You cum, but he ignores it, he continues even with your tightening walls. You’re fucked into oblivion at this point, body spasming with each thrust. His upper body pulses correspondingly with each thrust, and you feel his seed bursting into you. You yelp as he’s falling against the tree, exhausted. “That was pretty intense.” For some reason, you can’t seem to speak. You just swallow and nod. He gently lets you down, you feet touching the floor but giving out from under you. You grip his shoulders for support. “We fucked each other up…” he trails off, chest heaving with each breath. After a short while of looking at each other, saying nothing, the fiery glare is fading.

“You do know I love you, right?” You just nod, your body falling into his as the two of you walk back to his car. He smiles, draping his arm around your neck and bringing you closer. You reach your hand up and check the side of his cheek. Gently, you stroke his face. “I’m exhausted..” you mumble, climbing into the passenger’s seat. He gets into his side, fastening his belt. “I have to take you back home.” You groan, getting comfortable in the leather seats. “Why don’t you just come in with me? You can leave in the morning.”

And he does. He sneaks into your house in the dead of night to hold you tight as the two of you drift off. You’re the first to wake up, but for once in your life, you don ’t do anything about it. That was by far your favorite Halloween.

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izfims · 9 months

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sugarcoat — profile one

synopsis: as a way to fix her image, jimin's team decides to host an event where one lucky fan gets to go on a date with the idol to show the world that she's a good person. since y/n's younger sister happens to be one of her biggest fans but unfortunately falls under the age limit, she decides to sign her older sibling up instead. there's no way she actually gets chosen.. right?

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GET YN A GF!

YN — ‘00 liner, possibly the hardest person to ever get to open up, campus heartthrob but always rejects everyone’s confessions, her little sister is her pride and joy.

CHAEWON — ‘00 liner, another campus heartthrob but actually tries to get to know a person, always seen by yn’s side like a guard chihuahua, way too oblivious sometimes.

YUNJIN — ‘01 liner, (un)funniest person to exist, her youtube channel is really starting to take off, people always have their attention on her but she only really wants it from one specific person.

SAKURA — ‘98 liner, mostly known for her gaming streams of fortnite and the horror genre, just wants to stay home but her friends are always dragging her out, the renowned #sugarmama.

KAZUHA — ‘03 liner, honestly just here to smile and have fun, never knows what’s going on half the time but still enjoys it nonetheless, the absolute happiest when she sees her friends show up to her ballet performances.

EUNCHAE — ‘06 liner, uses her cuteness to her advantage because she knows yn will do anything for her, biggest karina stan in the whole wide world, has information on quite literally everyone.

TAGLIST

@yoontoonwhs @imahallucination11 @slayc9 @nasyu-kookies @leyleypad @mightymyo @runawaymazola @jimanie @awkwardtoafault

#aespa karina #yu jimin #aespa #aespa smau #karina smau #karina x reader #aespa x reader #girl group #sugarcoat smau

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kooktrash · 1 year

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How would “love lies” jk would react if one of yn's old boyfriend suddenly come into picture and wants her back? 🍄

oooo ok so this was more scary jk, like imagine him being all intimidating and ready to throw hands for you whenever he feels the need to. like he would not take you being disrespected well, assss we already know. also I’m writing these so fast bc I literally have nothing better to do 🥹

omg I bet y/n isn’t used to someone sticking up for her

love lies | jeon jungkook

REQUESTS OPEN

warnings: none, just jk being scary. 1k words

“Jungkook, are you listening?”

“No,” he was at least honest, lifting his drink to his lips, chugging its content before crushing the plastic cup in a fist. “You see that guy over there?” He asked Jimin and Hoseok who had joined him for a night of drinking. Of course he would’ve preferred if you came with but you rejected him since you had to work late tonight. You told him to go out with his friends so they wouldn’t think you’re keeping him from them but he would have rather waited for you. How weird right? A guy more interested in hanging out with his girlfriend than the guys.

“That one?” Hobi asked, pointing to a guy in a navy blue t-shirt, “What about him?”

“He’s Y/n’s ex. He’s been sending Y/n all these texts trying to get her to go out with him again,” Jungkook said, eyes trained on the man hanging out with another guy. Jimin’s brows furrowed, “Him? That guy’s got nothing on you.”

“Doesn’t matter, he doesn’t leave Y/n alone, that’s the problem.”

“So what are you gonna do?” Hoseok asked him to watch Jungkook keep his gaze on the guy. He took a couple steps forward, “Gonna go have a talk with him. I’ll be back.”

The guy seemed to be leaving and that’s when Jungkook acted. The two stared at each other as Jungkook walked away, and it took a mere second for them to go after him so he didn’t do anything stupid alone.

Jungkook placed his hand on the guy’s shoulder, clearly catching him off guard and making him turn to face him. He had followed them outside, watching them head toward the alley leading to the back parking lot. He flashed a tight, charming smile, “Hey man.”

“Um, do I know you?” The guy asked, shaking Jungkook’s grip off before looking at his friend in equal confusion. Jimin and Hoseok now stood behind Jungkook looking all the intimidating as he did. The guy was getting bad vibes as Jungkook said, “No but I think you should.”

The guy scoffed defensively, “Listen man, I don’t know who you think you are but I’m trying to get out of here. So if you don’t mind backing the fuck off that’d be great.”

Jungkook smiled in amusement, “But you know my girlfriend.”

“Huh?” The guy asked.

“Y/n, my girlfriend that you keep desperately trying to talk to?”

“So? Give it another two weeks and Y/n will be in my bed—“ the guy groaned as Jungkook’s hand tugged on the collar of his t-shirt, twisting it in his grip and tightening it until it constrained his neck. The guy’s friend took a step forward but stopped when Hoseok moved in front of him.

“Tell him to back off,” The guy said to Jimin who was the only one who looked to be standing down. Jimin just smiled, “I don’t know man, you’re being awfully disrespectful right now.”

“Y/n asked you to stop texting her,” Jungkook said, twisting the shirt even more, thankful for the dark alley that kept the confrontation concealed. “And you didn’t. Do you know what that means?”

The guy gripped at Jungkook’s tatted hand trying to get him to let go but he didn’t want to use force. Jungkook looked stronger than he did, and the look in his eyes was intimidating.

“What does it mean, Kook?” Hobi asked with a grin knowing that the guys were both looking a bit scared now. The guy didn’t ask and Hobi wanted to play the instigator for an interesting night. Jungkook looked the guy dead in the eye, “It means that I have to step in and get it through this guy’s head that Y/n doesn’t want him, and Y/n won’t ever leave me for him.”

“Ooo, and how do you plan on doing that?” Jimin asked joining in on the fun as he stood in front of the other guy next to Hoseok, a clear line that read ‘Try to step in and you’re ours.’

“That depends, I wanted to do it the easy way,” Jungkook said with feigned contemplation, “But you see, now you’ve disrespected me and Y/n thinking she’ll leave me in two weeks. And I don’t take things lightly when it comes to Y/n.”

“Look, I don’t want any trouble, I didn’t even know—“

“Oh I think you do know, it’s not like I’m all over her socials, right?” Jungkook chuckled, pushing the guy against the wall, “So tell me now, are you going to keep bothering Y/n or do I really have to put my hands on you for you to get it?”

“Men, is everything alright over here?”

Everyone but Jungkook looked down the alley at the two police officers patrolling the downtown nightlife. He kept his eyes trained on the guy as he spoke, “Everything’s great, officer.”

He released the guy’s shirt, smoothing his hand over the creases he caused as he patted the guys chest, “Everything's understood, right?”

“Sir?” The officer asked him but he only watched Jungkook as the three of them backed away. “Everything’s good.”

Jungkook gave a smile, turning to his friends, “Let’s go, I’m ready to go home.”

The three of them left the alley, Jungkook locked eyes with one of the officers who he recognized from a few charity events his father held. The man recognized him too as he said, “Be safe, Mr. Jeon.”

He smiled his charming smile, “Of course sir, I’ll let my father know you say hi.” He sent one more look to your ex, giving a wink and left.

“Do you know who that is?” The guy’s friend asked when Jungkook, Hobi, and Jimin left. He shook his head, “No?”

“That’s Jeon Jungkook, his dad’s one of the richest guys in the country. He’s close with the chief of police.”

“How do you know?” The guy asked and his friend sighed, “My dad’s a cop.”

“Kook!” You yelled when he made it to your apartment. You’d just gotten out of the shower after a long shift and you thought he’d want to go home after the club but he showed up at your door instead. He pulled you into a tight hug, “I missed you, it was no fun without you.”

“You’re so dramatic,” you laughed as he hugged you from behind following you into your bedroom. “Oh and your ex? He won’t be bothering you anymore, and if he does, let me know.”

“Why? What’d you do?”

“I just talked to him.”

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novajeon · 2 years

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Hii! Could you make a Jungkook smut imagine where him & yn are having sex like day and they're basically all up on each other just before the last Busan concert and we get a pov from him after ? SORRY IF IT DON'T MAKE SENSE 😭😭💜

First, I want to apologize that this was late. Secondly, I know this isn’t what you may of wanted, but I had some setbacks. My beloved Guinea Pig passed away unexpectedly and I have been dealing with the sadness of not having him here with me. I was going to make JK’s POV after the smut scene, but as you already know… the worst happened. I will redo this if you want me too or I can add his POV if you’d like? Just let me know and I will do it! Again, my sincere apologies. I know this isn’t my best.

Member - Jungkook

Genre - Smut

Warnings - oral sex (male receiving) deepthroating, y/n swallowed because she’s a legend, teasing.

❐❦➫✘✝︎☯︎♋︎♡⚡︎☽☹︎➂❣︎✰ ❐❦➫✘✝︎☯︎♋︎♡⚡︎☽☹︎➂❣︎✰ ❐❦➫✘✝︎

It was the last day of the Busan concert and the boys couldn’t be more stressed. Well, some of the boys. Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok were all in sound check while Jin, Jimin and Taehyung were learning some last minute choreography. Where’s Jungkook, you ask? He was in his dressing room receiving some last minute “stress relief” before going out on stage. The other boys unaware of the sinful acts going on backstage as they warm up while Jungkook sluts himself out for good measures. “They’re gonna hear us if you don’t keep quiet, baby,” you tease. Jungkook was sprawled out on the couch as you sat between his legs sucking him off. The sight couldn’t have been more of a blessing to you seeing Jungkook with his messy hair and his hands above his head while his lips were slightly parted due to the pleasure he was receiving.

You knew you were doing something right when you had to tell him to be quiet. “Sorry baby… just feels so good,” he smirks, “you take me so well,” he says, his hand cupping your cheek as you swallow him whole, bobbing your head up and down. The tip of his cock hits the back of your throat making your eyes water and causes saliva to pool at your lips. Jungkook liked it just as sloppy as you did so you didn’t bother to stop the globs of spit as they fell from your mouth onto his length. “G-god, fuck, you’re doing so well!” He exclaims. You smirk, knowing all too well that he’s close. His abs are clenching, legs shaking and both hands made their way to your hair pushing your head down on him forcing you further on his cock.

The messiest sounds surrounded you. Gagging, slurping, moaning and whining. All sounds drawing him closer and closer to the edge as you continue taking him deep. Your mouth so full of him that you breath out of your nose to try and forget the fact that the air is literally being removed from your lungs right now. But the look on Jungkook’s face is far more worth the air you breathe. “I’m gonna fucking cum,” he warns. Hips shuttering as he his hands force your head still on his cock so he can fuck your mouth steady. Your tongue lays flat on the back of his cock while your mouth is open wide for his pleasure. “Uhhh fuck,” he groans, releasing into the back of your throat. You pull off of him, swallowing his load as his tired body hits the back of the couch. You open your mouth to show him that you had swallowed which brought a huge smile to his face.

“So good to me,” he pulls you by your hips for a kiss, moaning when he tastes himself on your tongue. “You should probably get going now,” you remind him. He did have a concert to attend after all! “I probably should… or I could fuck you instead,” he smirks, running his hands down your sides. “As much as I would love that, I’m not so sure the rest of the boys would! But you can definitely hold that thought until we get back to our hotel room,” you reassure him with another kiss and a teasing rub to his softened length. “Mmm fuck, you’re right. I’ll wait, but I’m not gonna be happy about it! I’m gonna think about fucking you the whole time I’m on stage,” he smirks, pulling his pants up and readjusting himself back inside his jeans.

You were trying your best to ignore the heartbeat in your kitty as you watched him, but Jungkook being Jungkook it was hard not to get turned on from just the sight of him. “You know I’m going to end up touching myself before the concert is over right?” You plop down on the couch as you spread your legs widely. One arm flew behind your head as the other made its way over the front of your clothed center. Jungkook chuckled as he watched your little fingers rub circles over the thin material of your panties. Walking towards you, he stopped in front of your wide opened figure leaning down and placing his forehead to yours.

“That’s fine, baby girl… just don’t come.”

•end•

This sucks and I’m sorry.

#bts x reader #bts #bts smut #jungkook smut #jungkook #request #thanks anon!

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soobpricity · 8 months

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anti romantic - choi yeonjun

synopsis : anti romantic, college student choi yeonjun who thinks he’s seen everything in a relationship, promising himself that he won’t go through another relationship ever again to prevent himself from going through another heartbreak. that was until he sees yn, a classmate, chasing his heart. will his walls be enough to scare yn away, or will they continue chasing yeonjun with all they have ?

choi yeonjun and im yn

priv accounts >3<

choi yeonjun - 22 years old, majoring in fashion design, does dance as a side hustle, teaches dance to kids of all different ages, even a few adults. friends with choi beomgyu, kang taehyun, and huening kai.

im yn - has the biggest crush on choi yeonjun, does not try to hide it. has been chasing yeonjun since high school, but he doesn’t even remember their name. in college to start a fashion brand. friends with choi soobin, yoo jimin, and kim minjeong.

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taglist : @soobadooba @beoms-sugar @yxnjvnnie @myahfig4 @sato-chan-2709 @grayscorner

an; saurrrrrrr i know i haven’t posted in a LONG time… but hear me out pls… after making the first two posts about this smau, i went to mexico, and once i got back, i was kinda just taking a break…. then i went to chicago for lolla 🤭🤭 once i got back home, my classes were starting up again and i already have an english essay due in like two weeks, my math professor speaks fast and he has an accent and he literally calls on us 😔😔 i don’t understand anything but here i am pretending to understand. it’s literally the introduction to topics and suddenly i’m in 2nd grade failing math again 😔 BUT i will try to constantly update, im actually working on chapter three so pls be patient with me 🙏 also my family has covid so like pls be patient 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

#tomorrow x together #txt #txt imagines #txt fluff #txt beomgyu #txt yeonjun #txt soobin #txt taehyun #tomorrow x together imagine #txt x reader

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princesslachimolala · 6 months

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The Bangtan GC 📱

3. Who’s your bias? 🤔

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Synopsis: you (yn 🦊) are in a members-only group chat with BTS 💜

Pairings: platonic! ot7 x gn! reader

Warnings: slight angst

A/n: reader is gn (gender neutral) so read honorific’s as they apply to you, just my interpretation of who I think would bias who in this 8th member fic world, just meant to be fun not serious at all! Enjoy!

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🦊: I’m bored someone entertain me

🐻: can you not just leave your room and talk to us? we’re literally right next door?

🦊: but what’s the fun in that? then we can have these texts forever till we’re old and grey🥰

🐹: speak for yourself baby petal I may be getting old but I’m aging like fine wine 🍷

🐨: no one says that about themselves Jin hyung…

🐱: Jin hyung does

🐿: want me to spam the gc with old pictures of us yn-ie? we can reminisce the trainee days…😄

🐥: don’t dare Hobi hyung!! I don’t wanna to see my old hair…

🐰: I second that…

🦊: ughhhhhh

🐰: I felt that in my soul

🐥: ooh I have a fun question

🐱: ??

🐥: it has all the ingredients to properly entertain yn-ie… suspense, intrigue, drama…

🦊: oohh what’s the question minnie??

🐥: oh wouldn’t you like to know

🐰: they just said they did hyung?!

🐻: I want to know Minnie!!!! Ask me!!!!

🐥: if we each were part of army… who would be our bias?

🐨: oh here we go…

🐹: I’d bias myself

🐰: you can’t bias yourself hyung

🐹: that wasn’t a rule kookie

🦊: cmon oppa/hyung we know you’d be a joonie bias

🐥: hmm I think Jin hyung would be a yn bias

🐱: of course he would be

🐰: Yoongi hyung would also be a yn bias… maybe I am too

🦊: don’t be so dramatic guys, we all know Yoongi is a jimin bias

🦊: and kookie you’re 100% a namjoon bias, be so for real…

🐰: why you gotta out me like that

🐿: you don’t keep it quiet koo hahahaha

🐰: Hobi hyung is such a jimin bias too

🐥: he gives Jungkook bias vibes too though

🐻: who’s biasing me?😅

🐥: who do you think Tae? Me and yn obvs…

🐨: did you just admit Tae is your favourite Jimin?

🐻: wow thanks minnie🥹

🐻: feeling the love just waiting for my little one to admit it now

🦊: hope your not talking about me

🐻: who else is my little one? Jk is literally taller than me…

🦊: I would be an ot8 guys sorry, couldn’t pick

🐿: aw yn-ie that’s such a boring answer ✋🏻

🦊: Hobi!!!😭

🐿: I mean it’s sweet but… where’s the drama??

🐰: noona/hyung, you are kinda screaming Tae bias but also Jin bias??

🦊: but I love you all😭

🐱: wow a confession

🐨: we love you too baby petal🫶🏻

🐹: yah just accept your Jin bias status baby petal

🦊: but you don’t even bias me back oppa/hyung…

🐹: I did neither confirm nor deny little one

🦊: so that’s a yes?

🐹: …

🐹: it’s not a no…

🐿: AH-HA JIN HYUNG IS AN YN BIAS

🐱: okay so yn is a Jin bias, Jin is a yn bias, Tae and Minnie are obvs each other’s bias, Kook is a Joon bias… does that mean Joon is a kook bias?

🐨: I would bias the golden maknae for sure

🐰: sobbing

🐨: can you sob over my plants they need more watering?

🦊: Yoongi oppa/hyung you kinda give Hobi bias vibes

🐱: I’ll take that

🐿: thank you hyunggggg

🐿: I’ll bias you back hyung!!!

🐥: wow we’re all being so wholesome, this is not the drama I expected?

🦊: now let’s decide bias wreckers 😈

🐱: 🤦🏻

🐻: I’m a yn bias wrecker… there I said it

🦊: omg I was gonna say the same thing Tae 🥹

🐻: that you bias wreck yourself?

🦊: no- you, silly 🙄

🐻: ah- well thank you 🙄

🦊: you’re welcome 🙄

🐻: you’re stinky 🙄

🦊: back at your bro 🙄

🐻: double back at you, second brightest light in my life 🙄

🦊: wow- heartfelt or what 🙄

🐻: what?

🦊: what?

🐻: I asked you what

🦊: but I’m confused

🐻: it couldn’t be a simpler question

🐨: are yous gonna be a while or?

🐥: I love watching my babies argue 🥹

🐰: I hate watching my noona and hyung/hyungs argue 😔

🐱: we’ve reached chaos again

🐿: I’m gonna admit I’m a jimin bias wrecker hahahah

🐥: awww hyung!!! I’m a Hobi bias wrecker fr!!!

🐰: but I want Hobi as my bias wrecker 😔

🐥: you can still have him koo, there’s plenty of sunshine to go around…

🐱: I might be a Jin bias wrecker if we had to pick…

🐹: I’m a jk bias wrecker and proud

🦊: joonie?

🐨: uh- Suga hyung I guess

🦊: you okay joonie?

🐨: all fine, yn-ie

🐻: no bc no one picked Joon bias wrecker!!

🐻: sorry hyung!! I’ll bias wreck you!!

🐰: that means yn noona/hyung isn’t bias wrecked🥹

🦊: aw it’s just a game guys

🐰: but it’s not fair 😪

🐨: hyung’s okay koo, I just got in my head

🦊: aw joonie 🥺

🐱: we’re all undercover rap monster stans anyways

🐥: BIAS THE LEADER

🐰: NAMJOON IS MY PRESIDENT

🐻: NAMJOON IS MY KING

🦊: NAMJOONING IS MY LIFESTYLE

🐿: awwww look at all your dongsaengie’s joonie 🫶🏻

🐨: thanks guys

🐥: that conversation got more sentimental that I thought wow

🐹: ig we’re all ot8 army’s anyway right

🐿: yes yes 🫶🏻🫶🏻

🐰: I bias you all fr

🐱: this is so cheesy

🐱: but fr I love you all we’re tied by the red string of fate anyway

🐨: hyung- your obsessed with this red string of fate

🐱: because it’s true

🦊: thanks for entertaining me guys I’m sleepy now, goodnight!

🐰: noona/hyung! You can’t just dip like that it’s too early! Come play games with us in the game room🥺

🐥: we’re playing Fall Guys yn-ie 😏✋🏻

🐻: and I have snacks…

🐿: I’m coming to supervise

🐹: me too

🐨: coming too!

🐱: fine I’m omw…

🦊: say no more… it’s game night!! hehehe

🐰: hurry noona/hyung, Tae just stole player one from me🥺

🦊: Tae…

🐻: kookie always gets player one but✋🏻

🦊: I’m coming to sort this out…

🐥: yay ot8 game night!!!

•••

A/n: I have no idea if this made sense or how to end this text thread but it preludes the next proper 8th member fic… it’s game night with Bangtan🫶🏻 hope you thought it was fun!

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sageistrii · 16 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/sageistrii/746110604728844288/apart-from-the-whole-fantasy-of-shipping-armys?source=share

I always always wonder what has jungkook ever done till this date for shippers and armys to think he's gay?? Like they don't call him bi but they're sure he's gay? In what world? Did i missed something? When you ask them these loosers will tell you he's never shown attraction towards women and he's never been near them blah blah like i mean he's shy introvert and the whole Fiasco of 2019 with tattoe girl did happen what makes them think he'll ever tell or show anything towards women when the fandom acts like he personally cheated on them? Acting like they have seen him off cam with women or something.

Also a question for you, do you think taehyung's album was queer coded? Have seen many people say it. And now with friends they say he gives queer vibes do you think so too??

I mean armys have managed to create this "tiny babygirl" persona thing for him when he's anything but. When an artist has a lot of yn stans, this is always the outcome.

You have some pjms who obviously hate the idea of Jimin being the way he is and make cringe tweets about him being "buff🥵" when he literally isn't and then you have people who are attracted to jk and so use other male idols as self inserts because they'd rather he be gay than be with a woman, this forced queer coded thing they're trying impose on him to make themselves feel better when he's anything but queer coded. Ask the average Kpop Stan to give you a list of idols they think are queer coded and jk wouldn't even be in the top 50.

Saying jk is queer coded is like saying Justin Bieber or Chris brown type men are queer coded.

Also everyone wants their fave to be unique and they think being queer, depressed or autistic makes them unique. Sometimes your fave is just the average guy and that's ok.

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latriii · 1 year

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*. ⋆ ( 808 ) ONE FAVOR! — yjw x f!reader ★

ONE FAVOR that yang jungwon owed sato yn. one favor he had to obey by no matter what. jungwon and yn are childhood friends that grew up in front of the media due to their famous parents. luckily for them, they were both talented singers so, they naturally became idols. but, one day jungwon embarrassed yn real bad on live television when they were younger, he owed her big time—no questions asked.

MYOCAT members !

sato yn — lead vocalist. jungwon’s number 1 hater. very sarcastic and humble. hates when people follow her around since thats all people have done since she was young. beomgyu LOVER LITERALLY OBSESSED WITH HIM.

kang haerin — vocalist and lead dancer (+maknae). very shy, cannot hold a convo for shit. obsessed with saying sato yn’s name for no reason. has a little crushy crush on riki.

yoo jimin — vocalist and lead rapper. literally the mother of the group. haerin defender! ice spice NUMBER ONE defender. hates when people say DUPE.

ning yizhuo — vocalist. very social, friends with any idol you mention. will literally argue with people on the main twitter page. obsessed with herself.

kim chaewon — leader and vocalist. extremely nice. babies the fuck out of haerin. in a relationship with the boyz sunwoo. uplifts everyone, anyone, anything.

huh yunjin — main vocalist. social AS HELL. always messes with her friends. loves sending feet pics to the groupchat. HATES mark from nct. (her ex boyfriee)

m.list profiles — enhypen ! yn’s furries !

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muniimyg · 1 year

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40 | muse ✒️

series m.list

taglist: @kakixaku @boraength @4ksj @pamzn @jinsearth @fancycollectormoon @weasleyswizarding-wheezes @fan-ati--c @kthlvr30 @ellesalazar @taeees-world @sukunasrealgf @firesighgirl @jeonninja @bloopkook @butterymin @pinkseokchim @joonsjuice

warning: it’s a club scene y’all. ur typical fanfic yn getting hit on by someone else nd the love interests being 👊🏽😡 … take it as u will … implied violence (punch & a mini threat the guy deserves), angst angst aNGST 🤭

note: FRIENDS !!! this ch is the sole purpose of paraluman… i literally built an entire plot over this mere idea of conflict 😃 i hope u enj ,, as i will be taking a short break to update my other ongoing fics prewrite for the finale 🤡👍🏼 as always, ur thots nd reblogs are always appreciated <3 see u guys later

“No fucking way,” Taehyung gasps.

Taehyung is stressed—almost irritated with how you look tonight. He is in disbelief with how you walk in like you don’t know everyone is looking at you. Since Taehyung has always been a man of standards, evidently so, he doesn’t waste his time with people who don’t meet them. Tonight, it seems that you’ve exceeded them. As the sight of you settles in, he begins to get it. He finally understands why Jin and Jungkook are so obsessed with you.

Case in point: you look good.

You look good and everyone here knows it. Nevermind that the club is filled, getting through the crowd doesn’t seem to be an issue for you. As people clear a way for you to walk through, you gently thank them. Now, everyone has their eyes on you for sure. It’s like a grand entrance of a rom com.

As the music blasts and the lights flash around the nightclub, your friends seem to have no problem fixating on you. You continue to make your way through the clearing crowd and stand before them with a warm smile. They are all gathered around a reserved lounge seating with drinks in their hands. It’s so nice to see everyone together. Of course, Yoongi isn’t here but this is as close to competition as your friend group can get.

Taehyung, who is already standing, greets you as he hands you a drink. You thank him sweetly and just as you’re about to sit down next to Nam Joon and Hoseok, Jimin purses his lips and makes a face at you.

“What is it?” you demand, folding your arms together. You aren’t sure if he’s giving you that face because you disgust him or impress him. It’s really either or. “Something wrong with the way I look, Mr. Park—”

“No, you look beautiful,” Jimin admits smoothly before turning towards the direction of Jungkook and Jin. Jungkook and Jin raise their glasses to you, nodding nonchalantly. You tilt your head at them, unsure what to make of this image. You aren’t sure if they’re playing a trick on you or not.. They look awfully close tonight.

You’ve never really seen them get along. Aside from somewhat friendly and vague exchanges prior to your relationship with Jin, the two were never really friends. They were merely roommates whose families have always been acquainted with one another. Their friendship was out of respect for their families. Living together was just a coincidence and practical decision in terms of location and connection. Meeting you and being caught in the middle of it was just… Life.

Therefore, this an unlikely picture to see.

The two men sitting next to each other? Odd.

In a way, you’ve waited and wondered when this time would come—rather, if it would ever come. When have these two ever willingly been this civil? Even before your relationship with Jin was out in the open, Jungkook often presented himself passive and rude to Jin. Jin would always reply coldly and in a way, challenging to Jungkook... So what now?

Tonight they were buddies?

You begin to create possible reasons as to why they’re acting this way in your head. Perhaps its the drink in their hands and the multiple pre-drink shots in their stomachs. Perhaps it’s because everyone was here and they knew they had to be on their best behaviour.

Perhaps it’s because the two, in a way, have already lost.

Nevertheless, you take a breath in.

As you breathe in, you remind yourself that taking a break from the both of them has been an effective and practical decision so far. It’s been a little weird to live life so quietly. Even if it’s only been a few days, it’s been nice to be alone. Like, alone alone. No texts, no calls, no surprise show up’s at your door. Being alone isn’t as scary you initially thought it would be. Yet, your anxious feelings don’t fade away that quickly. Though you’re slowly but surely feeling more at peace, you know this won’t last forever. Soon enough, you three will have to have at it.

Until then, it is what it is.

Space. Time. Reflection.

“Aight, this is exactly why one of you guys should’ve picked her up!” Jimin stresses. You look down and don’t catch on. Is it the dress? “She goes out looking like this? You guys let ___ go out looking like this?!” Jimin then gestures at your figure before facing Jin and Jungkook.

“What is the big deal? She didn’t wanna be picked up. They just respected her decision of getting here by herself. Which, I think, is a good start. Baby steps, right?” Hoseok interjects, tugging you to sit down next to him. You smile and greet him.

“Hi, Hoseok. Thank you for coming home.”

Sure, you and Hoseok are okay now. You two have texted in the days between then and now, but there’s a part of your friendship that still feels like it’s recovering. That’s just life though, isn’t it? Sometimes we get hurt and we say sorry to one another. It doesn’t mean everything is okay tomorrow, but it’s better than yesterday.

“Hi, ___,” he smiles, opening his arms for you to crash into. “No more playing dumb?”

In his embrace, you laugh and shake your head. “Sorry for making you lose a few braincells while I find mine.” Your apology is unnecessary but nice to hear. Even if it’s a little unserious, he knows where your heart is.

“I have a surprise for you,” Hoseok nudges you as you pull away. He looks excited a insanely suspicious.

“What is it?” you wonder.

“You’ll see.”

You open your mouth but Jimin cuts you off before you can push your curiosity any further. Jimin huffs, articulating his following words. “No, shut up you two. Seriously? Everyone here is looking at ___! How could you two—”

“She can wear what she wants,” Jin interrupts Jimin. He says it slow and calm, it’s completely intimidating. It must’ve been even scarier to receive the comment and not just hear it. Jimin’s lips twitch, fully knowing he’s swimming in dangerous water.

Your eyes meet Jin’s. It’s sudden and no part of you felt ready for this. So, you stay still, practically holding your breath as his eyes trace your body. You feel the way he’s looking at you and how much it hurts to be looked at him like this and not be able to have him.

Yes, the break is good but holy shit.

Sometimes, you forget about the way Jin looks at you and how easy it feels to drop everything for him to stop looking at you the way he does. You want him to do something. Hold your hand, take you away from everyone, kiss you… You know him.

That glint.

That hunger.

That look.

You brush your thoughts off as the chills down your spine begin to calm. You can’t say you saw this next part coming though. Jin blinks away to Jungkook’s direction and nods at him politely. To which, Jungkook crosses his arms and checks you out too. Instead of feeling nervous, you shoot Jungkook a glare in response because he just ruined a moment between you and Jin. You open your mouth to—

“Yeah,” Jungkook agrees. “What Jin said.”

Jimin almost spits out his drink. “W-what? Oh my god. Did I just hear that right? Did you two just agree on something—?”

Jin clears his throat, “Jimin, if you’re so hot and bothered with the way ___ looks then don’t look at her.” His warning sounds conflicting because he says it so sweetly. It’s the undertone that everyone can identify. Jin is maddened. “Actually, I am bothered. Don’t look at her.”

Jimin gulps. He closes his eyes and turns around, avoiding your direction.

Rashly, Jungkook downs his drink and clears his throat. It’s like the alcohol doesn’t burn his throat. It goes down like water and you can’t help but watch the way Jungkook wipes his lips with the back of his hand.

Suddenly, you recall the way they felt against yours.

Fuck.

You shut your eyes, dismissing that thought. You open your eyes to Jungkook shoving his empty glass to Jimin’s chest. Jungkook catches the way you look at him. You look nervous—the kind like your heart was just racing.

It was.

Jungkook sends you a suggestive look. He’s playful about it and you hate how easy it is to read you. The way you flush is an easy tell.

You squint at him, poking your tongue out in return. Jungkook rolls his eyes before smirking. He winks. At least, you think he does. You aren’t too sure. It’s so fast you aren’t even completely sure if he just did that, yet with the way Jungkook lowers his gaze, you become sure.

“Doesn’t matter what she wears. I can fight.” Jungkook discloses, causing Jin to scoff and the rest of the boys to boo him.

As for you, you wonder why your heart hasn’t stopped racing.

Jin doesn’t like dancing.

Jungkook said he would catch up and dance with you later.

They insist you dance with Hoseok and Jimin or literally anyone else in the friend group but for them. Regardless of how much they like you, maybe there are some things you can’t convince them to do.

Honestly, it’s okay.

Dancing with them would’ve probably turned into a whole thing. This is for the best. At all costs, your goal for tonight is to make it through without any more misfortune. You figure this is an easy out. Spending less time with either one of them can save this night from foreseen disaster.

Jungkook and Jin stay at the lounge area, standing and watching over the floor. From time to time, they laugh and point at you and Hoseok dancing together. While they drink their scotch, they bond like the three of you aren’t walking on thin ice.

It’s not like you’re in the position to assume anything at this point. No way were you going to be nosy and ruin a good thing. However, it just feels so... Different. This is the first time in months—actually, ever—that you’ve seen the two get along.

What can you do?

What do you want to do?

Confront them and tell them this is weird? Isn’t this on you? Insisting on the break because you haven’t drawn a clear conclusion on how to keep both men in different ways? This is on you. This is the bed you made, therefore you must lay in it.

As the night goes on, the dance floor gets more and more packed. You were dancing with Hoseok for the most part while Taehyung and Jimin floated elsewhere. Nam Joon was taking a break, sitting down in the lounge area, chatting up some girl. From the sidelines, Jin and Jungkook are still watching over you. It feels weird—watching them get along. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to this feeling. It’s almost frightening. You’ve thought about it multiple times and even mentioned it to Hoseok probably a million more times, but as much as it is alarming, it’s just as radiant.

It’s interesting.

“Wanna get out of here?” The stranger's voice interrupts your thoughts. It doesn’t belong to anyone you recognize.

As you turn to put the voice and face together, you see Hoseok practically being shoved away by two other men. While the main one, who you assume voice belongs to, smiles down at you. Immediately, you feel timid and confused. Why is Hoseok being pulled away from you? You can sense Hoseok’s blood instantly boil even as he’s parting ways from you.

You never doubted Hoseok in anything. Advice, his ability to be a food friend—yet, it shocks you how secretly strong he is. He pushes through the two men that block him and cut between you and the man towering over.

“Woah—those your friends, man?” Hosoek bites, pushing their hands off his body. “The fuck is your problem?”

You’ve never seen Hoseok get angry or cause trouble. Hell, this man is a saint. His friends growing up were probably angels and when he passes, he’ll probably become one as well. A horrible feeling kicks in when you notice Hoseok’s fists curled. He takes a step toward the taller guy.

“This your girl?” the man spits.

Hoseok hesitates and the man studies the way Hoseok does so. He laughs, drawing the conclusion himself.

“Not your girl, not your problem,” the stranger insits, smirking as he gestures his friends to dismiss Hoseok.

It happens so quick.

Before you know it, he takes a step toward you. In response, you take a step back. He’s a lot taller than you and it makes you realize just how small you are. It makes you feel so small and ultimately uncomfortable. “What’s your name—”

You scan for Hoseok. The two men have already pushed him away from arms reach again and it looks like Hoseok is starting an argument with them. He’s too far gone. You scan for Taehyung or Jimin.

No where to be seen.

Abruptly, you turn towards the direction of Jungkook and Jin.

Fuck.

They left their spot?

Shit.

You’re alone.

A lump in your throat starts to build up. You want to feel courageous and swiftly get away from here, but you think of nothing but for—

“I have a boyfriend,” you blurt.

Maybe you said that a little too fast because the man doesn’t buy it.

He offers you a half assed smile. It’s like he’s entertained by your distress. He pouts at you and it makes your stomach ache. It’s the sarcastic kind that only makes everything feel so much more uneasy. It’s like he’s tormenting you. In reality, you want to remind yourself that this is just a man that basks in preying on people’s fears. If you feed into them, he’ll have you just where he wants you.

You hate this predicament.

“That guy?” he points at Hoseok, who is struggling to get back to you. The crowd practically swallowed him. “Not him. Don’t lie to me.”

You gulp, taking your time to regulate your feelings. Yes, you’re overwhelmed and this is utterly uncomfortable, but you know you have to stick this one through. You may despise this moment, but you need to act bigger than it in order to get through it.

“Y-yeah, he is my friend. He’s not my boyfriend,” you clarify, as you attempt to back away. As you so do, you accidentally step on a pair of passing feet. You stumble and the man lunges forward, catching you. It’s not like you were going to fall entirely, but his catch was still of aid. You hate that it was. His hands are on your waist as the other wraps around your wrist. Your breath shakes as he takes the opportunity to close in on you.

“Careful with your excuses,” he advises. “Just say no and I’ll listen.”

“No,” you say sternly, finding your balance and getting back on your feet. Before you can turn around to walk away, he grabs your upper arm and pulls you towards him. He chuckles, his breath hot with heavy with alcohol.

“Pretty girl, my bad. Forgot to mention I’m not the listening type.” Before you know it, he lifts his hand to your face. You turn your cheek, not wanting to look at him. He brushes the strands of your hair that have fallen on your face. Tucking your hair to the side, he then gathers your hair and moves it back. With a clear view of your neck, he leans in to kiss it.

Before he can, you struggle in his arms.

“My boyfriend is watching,” you utter. “Get off me. Now.”

Cockily, he whimpers to your ear, “boo fucking hoo, bitch.”

You begin to sink in the struggling feeling. Yet, a part of you knew there was no way your friends were here and this would go any further. You hold it together a little more. “Last chance,” you repeat, this time with a firmer tone. “My boyfriend is watching. Get off me. Now. I’m not asking you a third time.”

With an unamused tone, he asks, “who? Show me and I might believe you.”

“Let go of me and I’ll show you.”

Perhaps because he’s drunk and you’re entertaining him, he listens. He lets you go and you take a breath in as you get on your feet. Now what? Push through everyone and hide in the bathroom? Scream so loud and make a scene that everyone on the dance floor can kick him out? Or do it? Make a fucking choice and get this bullshit over with.

Jungkook or Jin.

That’s it.

You scan the club once again with your fingers crossed. You shut your eyes for a moment, hoping that when you open them they’ll be either. You know Jungkook and Jin have left their original spot. You know that Hoseok is pushing through whoever to find you. You know Nam Joon must know about this somehow because he’s Nam Joon and Taehyung and Jimin, in their own way, will rescue you too.

You open your eyes and immediately feel relief.

The sight of Jin and Jungkook stomping their way over to you relieves your nerves. The weight of your fear and anxiety lighten with every step they take closer to you.

You don’t condone wrathful behaviour, therefore violence is out of the equation. But you can’t help but feel so much fucking happiness as you recognize their facial expressions. You’ve known the two long enough to be able to read them to an extent.

It’s too late.

It’s too late for this guy because the Jin and or Jungkook do not look pleased.

Jungkook’s fists are curled and Jin has never looked more than ready for anything in his life. Jungkook is pushing his tongue around his cheek, directing disgusted looks towards the man beside you. Jin’s eyes pierce through and it’s like the crowd you’ve been pushing and shoving through all night is clearing a way for them.

It’s then when you see it clearly. It’s not the extent of anger their that brings you to believing you’ll be okay.

It’s him.

It hits you.

This is the moment.

You blink and feel the need to rub your eyes.

In the midst of it all, Jin and Jungkook are still childish boys fighting over the pretty girl to pick between them and you do so. It happens so fast they almost trip over their own feet.

As the two approach you and the man, Jin and Jungkook’s heart continues to pound. Partly because of the adrenaline and anger as they watched you being hit on this entire time and partly because they knew what you were doing. They knew this was the typical “that’s my boyfriend,” play. Their anger fractures for a millisecond.

The man hisses, feeling impatient. “Cats got your tongue? Where’s your boyfriend, bitch—”

Before you can even stop yourself, you point toward the direction of Jin and Jungkook.

Jungkook or Jin.

You point towards their direction. The man bends his knees slightly and squints to see no one.

“Are you fucking with me?” he growls. “You were pointing at the two fucking guys—”

“She was pointing at me, you dumb fuck.”

Stepping out from behind Jin and Jungkook, he reveals himself.

It’s him.

He’s here.

He steps forward and the familiar voice brings you absolute security. You’re going to be okay. There’s nothing bad that could happen now. Focused on you and your boyfriend, Jin and Jungkook circle behind the man without being noticed.

Drunkenly, the man huffs. “You? You’re her boyfriend?”

You nod at the sight, heart racing as he exchanges a warm smile with you. He extends his hand and you take it. Standing by his side, you burry yourself into his embrace. He smells so good.

He smells like home.

“Yeah, fucker, I am. What the fuck were you doing touching her like that?”

Just as the stranger is about to put up a fight, a hand taps him on the shoulder. Sluggishly turning the stranger is met with a punch to the face. It’s a big hit. The kind where you watch his face turn and you wouldn’t be surprised if he would be missing a tooth or two. Falling on the floor, you gasp as Jin is revealed to be standing there.

Jin is the one that threw the punch?

Jungkook laughs, congratulating Jin. “Nice hit,” Jungkook then before he bends over the man lying on the floor. he picks him up by the collar of his shirt and shakes him.

“Don’t ever fucking touch anyone like that ever again,” Jungkook says flatly, “because I’ll kill you next time.”

Jin rolls his eyes and grabs Jungkook by the back of his shirt. Jin pulls Jungkook back up and swears, “he’s not fucking worth it.”

“Says you,” Jungkook remarks, smacking Jin’s soon to be bruised knuckles. Jin flinches and hisses at the initiating pain.

In the blur of the moment, perhaps it was the adrenaline; you feel ecstatic. The two look like brothers when they get along. You think to yourself, maybe it’s not that peculiar after all...

You see security guards come in and take the man on the floor away. Jin and Jungkook talk to the security guards before directing them to Hoseok. Hoseok leads the way, pointing out the other guys that were acquainted with the man hitting on you. Jimin, Taehyung, and Nam Joon follow along.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” you admit, processing it all. “Thanks, boyfriend.”

He pats your head, his gaze softening as he leans in and teases, “whatever you say, my love.”

He offers you a shy smile and you can’t help but get watery eyes. You’re so thankful. You’re so heartbroken at the same time. Seeing him again after all these years; you never expected to feel this way. It’s a relief to see him. It makes your heart feel heavy as you notice how his hair grew, how his style changed, but the way he looks at you hasn’t.

You know it in your heart it hasn’t as Yoongi, your first love, reaches for your hand and kisses it.

You’re sitting in the lounge with Jungkook. He’s listening to you give your perspective on what happened. He’s tucking your hair behind your ear and leaning closer and closer every time you pause and look at him with wide eyes. Jin knows you aren’t flirting. He knows you’re used to going to Jungkook for comfort and given the events of tonight, you’re right to.

Jin watches you two, completely unaware of Yoongi approaching him.

“Looks like it’s swelling already,” Yoongi offers an ice pack and another drink with his other hand. Jin thanks him, taking the ice pack and placing it on his knuckles.

“I don’t know how Jungkook fights all the time,” Jin confesses. “I get that he boxes and shit but this is gonna be annoying to deal with as it heals.”

“She’s worth it,” Yoongi comments. “The fights. The heartache.. I think she is.”

Yoongi’s words catch Jin off guard. He clears his throat and pulls his attention away from you and Jungkook to Yoongi. Jin leans on the ramp and looks at his hand.

He knows Yoongi is right.

It aches though.

It ached when you thanked the two and immediately lectured Jin about hitting people. How you congratulated Jungkook for using his words like you were a preschool teacher dealing with children. It ached when you took Jungkook’s hand and let him guide you out of the crowd and to the lounge. Where you two have been sitting together for the past fifteen minutes, talking and simply being together. Shouldn’t that be him? He was the one to throw the punch.

Jin isn’t even sure how it ended up being him that threw the punch. Jungkook was more than ready and willing to do so. It was more of an in the moment thing anyway.

“... So it’s nice to meet you. I’m Yoongi,” he says. “___’s ex... And you are?”

Jin’s thoughts halt. He awkwardly laughs and nods his head, apologizing for being so disoriented. “Nice to meet you. I’m Jin. ___’s something.” Jin extend his good hand for Yoongi to shake. Yoongi shakes it, chuckling at Jin’s introduction. Jin takes that as a hint.

“So you know..”

Yoongi nudges Jin to scoot over. Jin does so. Standing side by side, they both watch you and Jungkook continue to bond. Like little kids, you two laugh and tease each other. Yoongi sighs, “Hoseok updates me every now and then. I usually don’t like talking about my ex on a daily bases so I try not to know too much.”

Jin snickers in response. “So, you’re not up to date then?”

Yoongi shakes his head. “Should I be? Feels a little like high school drama. Couldn’t stand that shit when I was high school, what makes you think I’d care about it now?”

“Because it’s about ___.”

“I digress,” Yoongi chuckles, cheersing Jin. Together, they both take a sip.

In the silence, Jin can’t help but feel like his whole heart is sinking. He wonders if Yoongi feels the same in regards to how Jungkook and you are like together. He recalls asking Jungkook what Yoongi and you were like and having that conversation last less than a minute. Jin decides to bite.

“Why’d you two break up?” Jin almost strutters, afraid he’s crossing a line. It’s unknown territory. He’s unfamiliar with Yoongi.

“Ah,” Yoongi gives in. “Work was—”

“I know about work,” Jin implies. “I don’t know about you and ___.”

Yoongi pauses, smirking at Jin’s cleverness. He likes that’s straight to the point. Immediately feeling like this must have been an aftermath to your circus of disaster. It’s then that Yoongi has a quick realization of how much you’ve changed without him by your side and in contrast how much you’ve stayed the same. “She didn’t want me enough.”

“Lies,” Jin claims. “If it’s not Jungkook or I, it’s you.”

With that, Yoongi shrugs in response. “Then it’s either you or Jungkook. If she wanted me, she would’ve kept me.”

Both men hold each other’s gaze, not knowing what to say next. Ultimately, Jin drops it and turns back to you and Jungkook.

The conversation grows cold.

Jin begins to wonder what interest you had in Yoongi back then if he can hardly hold a conversation now. It’s a little funny because Yoongi seems to be quite the opposite of what he was expecting. Sure, he knew Yoongi was going to be the quiet type and a little mysterious, but Jin never registered the possibility of Yoongi being hard to read.

“Childish for me to ask, but whose side are you on?” Jin confides in Yoongi, breaking the silence. “You know enough—you must.”

Jin couldn’t help himself. Something about Yoongi felt so easy. Like you could tell him anything and everything you say is kept safe.

He wonders if Yoongi’s opinion would do anything.

If Yoongi’s opinion would shift the way he sees Jungkook and if after hearing it, it would be easier for him to understand. Understand anything. Jin has been nothing but confused and hurt by you over and over again. Which, is ironic. Ever since he came into your life, that’s all he’s done to you as well.

Yet, he can’t help but wonder why it doesn’t feel like you two are going in circles. Though the challenges feel repetitive, the actions and growth beneath it all are not. Each choice, each step forward together has ultimately changed the way he continues to love you.

“Hers.”

Jin acknowledges Yoongi’s answer yet decides to push it. “But—”

“The most difficult lesson I had to learn is that not everything you love is meant for you. I’ve made my peace with ___. I don’t think you should.”

“What does that even mean?” Jin laughs as he takes a sip of his drink. Of course he understands what Yoongi means.

You.

He’s siding with you and your choice. Whoever you choose is his choice because whoever you choose must be the one that makes you happiest. That realization stings and spears into Jin’s heart as he watches you laugh, throwing you head back and enjoying your time with Jungkook. He can’t help but keep noting: you look happy with Jungkook.

Do you smile like that when he’s around you?

Yoongi inhales sharply, tilting his head at Jin. Jin feels Yoongi’s gaze and turns to him. Offers a weak smile, he looks at Yoongi with pleading eyes.

“Tell me something,” Jin begs, voice on the verge of cracking. Maybe he’s had too much to drink. “Tell me anything.”

Yoongi’s eyes shift towards your direction and his gaze softens. He downs the rest of his drink and goes through a quick dilemma in his head. How much should he share? He knew he would bump into Jin and have a conversation along these lines... But he didn’t expect it to be so out in the open. In a way, Jin surprises Yoongi.

“She loves Jungkook—there’s no denying that. She always has and always will. Hell, even I can’t compete with him. I had and have no interest either… I think that Jungkook does well in tending to her needs in every way possible and by doing so, it heals the brokenness in him too. He’s always felt out of place and ___ has always been the person to make him feel needed,” Yoongi pauses and thinks for a moment. “...Like he belonged to her—which, some may argue but I beg to differ; I think it’s fair. They went through so much together. It would be a ridiculous expectation to have them move on from one another just because she fell in love with someone else.”

Yoongi wasn’t talking about Jin.

He was talking about himself and the short comings he felt towards you when he was your boyfriend. Though Jungkook wasn’t around for majority of it, he well understood the difference when Jungkook was.

“Jungkook mended a heart he didn’t break. He hurts for her, he fumes for her, he loves for her and don’t get me wrong; I think they’re a great team. Jungkook protects her like she’s his entire heart and ___ has a way with him no one else does. At one point, a little before ___ and I broke up, I asked them individually if they ever had feelings for each other. Jungkook confessed to me and begged for forgiveness as if if was a sin to love someone. ___ shook her head and smiled politely at me saying she loves me. I told her, “that’s not what I’m asking. Answer properly,” and then she did.”

Jin’s ears turn red. “Well, what did she say?”

“She said I’m her first love. Jungkook is her greatest.”

“What does that mean?”

“Figure it out,” Yoongi teases Jin. Jin shoots Yoongi a glare and groans stressfully. It amuses Yoongi. “I’m just fucking with you, Jin! Lighten up! God, you’re so tense.”

Yoongi puts his hands up in surrender as Jin listens and tries to relax. He can’t help it! It feels like he’s losing you and like he’s never really known you at all. Everything he learns about you is simply an extension of Jungkook. He isn’t sure how he can process that.

Jin once promised you the stars but it feels like he’s the fallen.

“As childish and cliché as it sounds, it’s means you’re her true love. Regardless of how honest and pure her love is for Jungkook and I—we both lack something. A part of ___ never fully gave in and neither one of us have her entirely. Considering the way she’s been stealing glances all night, how she pretended not to care for your hurt hand—even avoided being the one to get you ice.. And not to mention the fact that she has mustered up so much strength and courage to refrain from crying and calling me up about you when she was having a hard time… Yeah, pretty sure she loves you. Sure, love is timing and chemistry, but what it orbits around is choice.”

“She chooses Jungkook a lot though,” Jin croaks, partly disregarding everything Yoongi had said. Yoongi’s mouth drops open, unable to comprehend how sensitive Jin was acting. He must really care for you. “I don’t know how to deal with it. I don’t know how to draw boundaries or keep Jungkook in our lives if he continues to act the way he does. She always goes back to him regardless of how much of myself I offer.”

“You don’t have to figure it all out at once... I mean, who would she be if she just woke up one day and didn’t need Jungkook?”

Jin nods along, taking everything Yoongi says in.

“Think of it this way: Jungkook and ___ are opposite ends of the same string...” Yoongi nods along to his own words, confident and ever so insightful. “___ and Jungkook both hate losing. They’re competitive and impulsive in the same sense they’re anxious and let life pass them by. To be completely honest with you, they’re soulmates but they’re not lovers. At least, not in this life. As much as Jungkook tries to convince you they are; I will convince you otherwise. Plus, maybe you’d know that if you stopped focusing on Jungkook and started paying more attention with the way she chooses you—”

“Yeah, but—”

“Dude, she broke up with me.”

“What?” Jin’s eyes almost fall out of his head. “Everyone says it was you—”

“Well, she didn’t break up with me break up with me,” Yoongi quotes. “I did that. I dumped her… But she’s the one that told me to go. I would’ve stayed if she asked me to but she never did. Fuck, I would’ve married her if she wanted me to. That’s why I asked her and Jungkook if they had feelings for one another. That’s also when I realized something important...”

“Realize what?”

“What do you think you are to her? A practice round?” Yoongi returns Jin’s question with his own. “If Jungkook has always been her safe space and I’m her past, what do you think you are to her? She tries with you. Sad attempts but she does try. I can’t and don’t want to speak for her or for her feelings, but I’ve known her long enough to understand the way she handles things. I’ve never seen her so eager to grow when it comes to you.”

Jin freezes. He’s never really thought about that.

“Paraluman,” Yoongi beings, “it means muse. Have you noticed that everything you and ___ go through, good and bad, have brought you two make better decisions for yourself and each other? She has a tendency to wish for parts of Jungkook to change. With Jungkook, she shifts back to this dependent and catered princess. Whereas for you.. She’s loved every part of you since the moment she laid her eyes on you and has constantly been finding ways to better your lives together. Even if she had moments where she fucked up, which I’m sure she has; she is choosing to change.”

“She has changed a lot.” Jin agrees.

“I think you have too. You must have,” Yoongi guesses. “And for what it’s worth, I think it’s you. You’re her muse.”

Jin is lost for words. What is he supposed to say? In a way, this conversation brought clarity but in others... Jin is more than confused.

“What if it’s not ___ and I in the end? W-what if it’s not.. What if it’s not me?” Jin stutters, hating each word that came out of his mouth. “Every day I try to convince myself that she’s not the love of my life… But she is. She proves that over and over again just by being her… How am I supposed to get over this? How did you get over her? Because I don’t think I can do it.”

Yoongi doesn’t know how to answer Jin. He isn’t sure if Jin is genuinely insecure even after all the encouraging words Yoongi exchanged with him or if Jin has plans on forfeiting. Yoongi decides to be honest. What does he have to lose?

Yoongi has already lost you.

“I didn’t.”

As the night comes to an end, everyone is outside waiting for their Ubers. Jungkook and Jin are inside paying the bill. Taehyung and Jimin burst through the exit and light a joint. You cringe at the sight, hating the smell. Meanwhile, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Nam Joon will be staying at your place for a couple of days and you’re all waiting for your Uber.

It’s never been like this. It’s always been Hoseok and Nam Joon coming to visit. Yoongi never comes with.

You don’t know if it’s your drunken thoughts or the way Yoongi just naturally captivates you, but your words spill out of your mouth faster than you can stop them.

“I missed you.”

“I missed you too—“

“I’m happy you’re here, but… Yoongi, w-why are you here? You never come back.”

Yoongi pouts shaking his head at you, “you know why, ___.”

“N-no—” you refuse. “I don’t know why.”

“Yes, you do.”

“Is it—“

He nods.

“Are y-you.. How did you find out?”

The guilt sobers you up. You wish you didn’t know what he was talking about. Yoongi takes a hold of your forearm as you stumble towards him. You find balance and when you do, it’s useless as Yoongi’s words make you dizzy all over again.

“You won’t listen to them, so I need to you to listen to me. My love, you have to make a decision. Do you think you can hide this forever? They’re going to find out. ___, you can’t keep this from Jungkook or Jin anymore.”

The choice becomes bitter in your mouth. The same way it’s Jungkook or Jin, it’s leave or stay.

#bts angst #bts fanfic #bts party #bts smau #jin x yn #jin x reader #jin x oc #jin scenario #jungkook scenario #jungkook imagine #yoongi angst #yoongi scenario #yoongi fic #jin fwb #yoongi exes au #jungkook f2l

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me begging for you to write one of those works that's like a youtube compilation moments of aespyn standing on business..😭 CAN WE PLEAASE SEE HER EATING PEOPLE UP.. need to see her fight back at SMTH😭.. poor girl is in the worst situations hip of all time

-🎏

aespa!yn is literally a loser….. thats what shes known for bae like she eats people up in her mind but not out loud she’ll only act like that with her family😭 she also fights back emotionally its pretty obvious jimin hurts her with words and mentally and yn hurts jimin by doing things she knows bothers jimin she just silently does these things

#aespa!yn #🎏anon

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Mimi hie...people are so mad about JK inviting Easter and I honestly do not see a problem with what he did. Like why are they so mad?? How do you make you new friends then? And what better what better way than to do so at a camp where everyone else would be. I will not lie I love YN so much and she is my Queen but she blew things out of proportion. She sometimes just doesn't know when to step down during arguments and try understand JKs side. Which always results in how things ended 👩‍🦯

But it's just clear that you have a knack for drama and what more to do than put MIN Yoongi in the mixing pot. I cannot wait for the next chapter and take your time because I just live for the drama too

I’m glad you mentioned it! Jk has brought a lot of commotion, so let me talk about it a bit more. I’m not gonna talk about anything you guys don’t already know, I’ll focus on describing it more generally.

So where the issue started was jk saying he invited Ester, right? What we know about her, is that she doesn’t have a lot of friends and jk became one of them. They worked together and they hung out together. In previous chapters, Jimin mentioned something about why not inviting her when the four of them hung out. So what happened now, was that she wanted to hang out with him but he already had plans. We don’t know the exact situation but I’m sure everyone’s imagination will do. From jk’s perspective, he did feel bad for turning her down and before he knew it, he invited her because he thought “what’s the big deal?”. And really, it’s not a big deal at all. It’s not some exclusive camping trip where no one else is allowed. They’re very chill as a group and literally, no one would have any issue with anyone bringing a plus one. After all, some of them know Ester so it’s not like they’re completely unfamiliar with her and even if they were, I don’t see any problem with them meeting her and getting to know her. She’s not the enemy here. Jk meant well and again, Jimin & Taehyung were fine with her coming along.

The issue started when y/n voiced her irritation which we know is based on emotions. The situation escalated when jk talked back to her, basically having Ester’s back. He didn’t understand why she is suddenly so against her when Ester has been nothing but a nice girl. We know she’s shy and has a hard time making new friends. She’s also a foreigner and in a way, she’s very similar to y/n and when she first got to Seoul. He just couldn’t wrap his head around why she’s suddenly so strict about “friends only” trip. He got frustrated and he pointed out a few things in a heat of the moment. I’m not saying it was right because it wasn’t, but both of them should be held accountable. Both of them are idiots for behaving like kids.

Jk said some things back because y/n wasn’t backing down. In the end she got petty and said what she said, she obviously wanted to piss jk off knowing he doesn’t like Yoongi. Whether you like it or not, he was right when he said she did it on purpose. Because she did and she even admitted it.

I get it, everyone’s mad at him for not being so nice to y/n and you’re right. He got frustrated too and that made him react. Literally all of this could’ve been avoided if y/n wasn’t so vocal about not wanting Ester there. It really depends whose pov you look at it from. Both of them were wrong.

We read it from her pov, so I think it’s natural we get her more. But let me tell you, if it was anyone else inviting someone, she wouldn’t have any problem with it. She only used the whole “we never invited anyone and that’s so random” excuse because of her jealousy. I mean yes, she was right. It was random and it didn’t make sense but there was no need for such a reaction.

Again, both of them are idiots. Before you come at me, I’m not on jk’s side or anyone’s. They both are right and wrong at the same time (that’s how most arguments start in real life lol). I just wanted to talk about jk’s side more since everyone is coming for his neck 💀

#the moment jk is not all sweet suddenly everyone hates him 😭#poor guy he’s never good enough 😩😩💀#ask #ask: mutual help

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maiverie · 2 years

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MISCONDUCT ┊ LEE HEESEUNG SMAU — CHAPTER 4.

because scammers deserve a love story too 💔

SYNOPSIS! by day, you’re a broke college student. by night, you’re a kpop reseller who scams gullible people out of their money. business is good (great, even) until your next customer lee heeseung goes into a blind rage when he discovers the jimin photocard you’ve sold him is hella fake.

WARNINGS! lots of swearing, sexual & dirty jokes / crude humor, unhinged/unfiltered/unrealistic dumbassery, yn is a money whore, my horrible ass sense of humor, ignore timestamps pls, slow/irregular updates probably :<

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CHAPTER 4 ꗃ SUNGHOON MIGHT FUCK ME IM SCARED JAKE PLEASE

A/N.‏‏‎ ‎ characterising misconduct!sunghoon as one of the most vile people to have EVER walked this earth gives me an unimaginable joy 🥰🥰😋 but anyways … will heeseung ever get his jungkook/jimin photocard 💔💔💔 stay tuned to find out >:D also omg i’m so sorry for the dark/light mode… the messaging app i use literally doesn’t have dark mode so 😐😐😐

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2:30 series || the after - part 8

Summary: One too sure, the other not that much. One focused on the present, the other too stuck on the past and afraid of the future. Both of them in love with each other.

warnings: jealous and grumpy oc, 😠, teasingly JK, flirty Haru, flirty Jin 😏, bit of course words and of course, angst :)

A/N: I added a bit more in this chapter using an idea some lovely anon gave me about jk making oc jealous, thank you very much 😊 ☺️

also feedback is always appreciated! 🥰 feel free to reblog, comment or send me an ask at anytime 😊

haru to jin

jk to you

"It's so obvious... it's embarrassing..." you complain for the tenth time. Haru had no further comment to make on the conversation, but just calmly drank her beer.

"Just admit that you're jealous. It's not a crime, you know?", she's too busy looking for Jin to notice your frown.

Jungkook arrived a little later than the other members and you could see that he had gone home to change. His hair was way too neat for someone who had been dancing for hours. He was wearing his usual black outfit that looked way too good on him for your taste. The girl who had literally been following him literally since he arrived seemed to love his outfit as well, because she touched his chest at least four times since you started counting. You weren't jealous, of course. Of course I wasn't. Why would I be jealous? He's not your boyfriend anymore. It's just that this girl... she didn't seem like a pleasant person. She kept grabbing others' chests.

Jungkook didn't seem to mind her touch at all, though he could be seen looking around far too many times. What was he looking for? Could it be you? No. He was probably still mad at you, even more so after you texted him earlier to tell him to back off. Haru laughed because he liked the way you reacted to Jungkook and the girl. Maybe that could motivate you to do something other than cry when he wasn't around.

"I'm not jealous, Haru!"

"Yeah, tell that to your face," Haru patted your shoulder and stood up. "I'll go talk to Jin if you'll excuse me," she grins and fixes her clothes.

You're ready to say something about her and Jin, but you pause when you see Jungkook bow to the girl and reject the drink she offers him, pointing to his own. Always a gentleman. Fucking great, you think. After two shots, a beer and many glances at Jungkook and the bitchy girl, you're ready to go to bed when Jimin approaches you. You've missed him.

Jimin actually manages to distract you by telling you all the things you've missed since he last saw you. About the new songs, his collaborations and Namjoon's new project. He's a lovable guy, you think to yourself. Much more lovable than a certain boy who let anyone touch his chest for no reason. Jimin notices your glance in the corner and realises very quickly what's going on. He can't help but chuckle, amazed at your reaction and Jungkook's inability to pretend he doesn't like being stared at by you. Jimin actually heard the conversation between Jungkook and the girl. Jungkook was telling her about a friend who broke up with his girlfriend but was too in love to let her go. A funny story. Apparently too funny, since the girl kept laughing and touching him, and Jungkook didn't seem to mind. He had a plan and it worked. As you end your conversation with Jimin, he hugs you and assures you and Jungkook would be okay somehow, even though he didn't bring up the subject once in your conversation. Jimin is too good for his world, you're sure.

"YN?", you hear the voice you love the most call out behind you, and you turn around. Jungkook looked even better up close. And he smelled even better, too. But why is he smirking at you? "You look like you're about to bust a vein. You alright?", he points at your forehead and sits down where Jimin is sitting.

"Yup" you finish the rest of your drink and slam the cup down on the counter, startling Jungkook a little. "I'm fucking fine."

The girl continued to look at Jungkook from a distance, completely ignoring you standing right next to him. Wow. You look to Jungkook who is too busy admiring how pretty you look to pay attention to your dagger look at him.

"Good to see you could make it. You seem to be having a blast" you signal to the girl on the other side, who is annoyingly still looking at him. Jungkook looks in the direction you're drawing with a confused face.

"What do you mean?"

You chuckle and reach for another beer that's right in front of you. How many have you had? You really couldn't count.

"You're so oblivious. "

"Oh, come on. Don't worry about her. We're just friends," Jungkook gives you his bunny smile and tries to lighten the mood, but it's no use. "How can you be friends with her when I've never seen this girl once in my life, Jungkook?! Who is she?"

Jungkook laughed even harder, enjoying all your reactions. "Are you jealous of me? Seriously?", he can't control his laughter right now, but you don't see where the fun is. Jungkook pokes you in the side, making you yelp.

"Stop that! And you're naive if you think she just wants to be your friend," you bark back, giving her your scariest look, but Jungkook couldn't be less interested on her. To be honest, he didn't even remember the name the girl just said to him."

You're jealous, aren't you?"

"I am NOT jealous, Jungkook! I'm being absolutely reasonable. I just don't like the way she looks at you, that's all.", you stand up and get ready to leave.

"Where are you going?", he holds your hand and keeps you in your seat.

"I feel dizzy. Need air."

"I could make you feel better." Jungkook grins, stealing the color from your face and the air from your lungs. You must be hallucinating, or Jungkook had too much confidence in your ability to not jump him right there. Or maybe it was both.

"How much did you drink, Jungkook?" you looked at his cup, trying to defuse the situation, but Jungkook grinned, showing you his cup.

"This is soda." the look on your face is priceless. "I'm sober as a judge, babe."

Why did he do that? Why was he flirting like that? And why didn't you stop him? If you let Jungkook do this, things will only get worse. You've already hurt him enough to keep this back and forth going.

"How could I make you jealous, YN?" he asks genuelny. "I melt when you say my name."

Jungkook takes a step closer and lets you take the next step. He won't touch you unless you ask him to. There's only so much he can tease and so much he can take if you reject him again. You take a step closer, which makes his heart beat way too fast. So fast that Jungkook actually thinks you can feel it right above his shirt. He rests his forehead on yours and suddenly it's just the two of you. Just like it was before. The rest of the world ceases to exist. It's just you and him now. And it1s all he needs. Jungkook leans over, grabs your chin, and tilts his head to kiss you, but you pull back.

"I...we...", you shake your head, searching for the words, but they have disappeared with the rest of the world. "I can't do this.", you walk away and run out of the house. Jin and Haru are too busy talking and laughing to notice.

Jungkook quickly ponders whether to let you run away or chase after you. Before he could decide, he was already running out the door.

"Yah! Wait a minute," he chases after you. You're staying at Haru's house, where are you even going? Jungkook reaches you without any problem, holds your hand and brings you to a stop. "Wait.", he tries to catch his breath and prays that you don't run away again. "I'm sorry for trying to kiss you. It wasn't appropriate," he touches your shoulders and tries to get you to look at him. "I'm sorry."

You just want to hug him, but you hold back. This is what happens when you let things get out of control. And again, you're making Jungkook feel bad about something that isn't even his fault.

"None of this is your fault, Jungkook," your eyes fill with tears as you avoid his gaze.

"YN, what's going on?", Jungkook keeps his hands on your shoulders and holds you in place. "Tell me what's going on, babe," he pleads.

Where to start? There's something very strange and very dark about someone asking you what's wrong, and there are so many things you can start with. You think of so many approaches, so many ways to start the conversation, to start your confession, but you can't find one. There's no point. Nothing would change whether you told him or not. You'd only make it worse. You always do.

"I'm okay, don't worry," you look him in the eye and try to smile. "I'm just really tired... you don't have to worry, really," you wink at him, but Jungkook isn't convinced. You've done it again. Avoid. Running away. For a second, he thought you'd given up on that. Jungkook nods and lets go of your shoulders.

"You're still not used to normal, huh?" he says bitterly.

"Normal?"

"Yeah. Still not used to people caring about you." he stopped smiling. He just seemed... tired.

"Jungk..."

"No. It's okay, YN. I won't pressure you," he shrugs. "I just wanted to know if you were okay."

"I am.", you force yourself to smile again, but your cheeks are shaking so much that you can't hold it for long. "I'm sorry", you stare at the floor.

Jungkook says nothing for a while before deciding to break the silence. "For what? Why are you sorry?"

"For everything," you confess, "My default is self-destruct, Kook. And the most complicated part of your life was me... I'm sorry for everything. I feel like you wasted your time because of me. I owe you so much..."

"You don't owe me anything," he states firmly. What kind of way is that to talk? "Yeah, maybe your default is self-destruct and yeah, you are a little complicated," he laughs lightly, "but I liked the complicated parts too, you know?"

You lift your gaze from your feet and look at him.

"Really?"

Jungkook smiles at you again and nudges you lightly on the shoulder. "When have I ever lied to you?"

Jungkook looked so beautiful but sad at the same time. But he still gave you a warm smile. Why was he like that? Why couldn't he just hate you? That would make everything easier for him. For you. You close your eyes and try to hold back your tears, but you can't anymore. Your body starts to shake, overwhelmed by the fact that you tried to hold back the tears for so long. Jungkook doesn't say anything, he just moves closer to you and hugs you tightly. So tight that for a moment, you think you hear his heartbeat.

You don't know how much time passes, but it seems like a lot, because people on the street start to stare. Jungkook notices this too and holds you a little bit tight, just in case.

"I should really be going." he says softly, still not letting go of you. "I won't ask anything else tonight, I promise. But I need to ask you something," he waits for you to nod your head.

"I need you to be okay, YN. 'Cause I can't bear the thought of you not being." he holds you close and strokes your hair, scared you're gonna leave again. Scared you'll leave him. "Don't close yourself off to the world, okay? You and I know you tend to do that when you're sad... Even when things don't go the way you want them to. Don't cry alone, don't get sick alone, and take care of yourself. Can you do that for me?"

You nod again, unable to speak, as Jungkook gently lets go of you. He fixes his clothes and lets you dry your tears. He's ready to ask Jin if he was ready to go. He has no idea that Jin is too busy listing all his favorites recopies to Haru, who seems far too interested in the subject. Haru couldn't even boil an egg.

"Hey," Jungkook calls attention to himself once more before turning to leave. "You don't have to be jealous of her, you know. Or of anyone, for that matter. None of them can hold a candle to you."

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