#jungkook bf au
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Upskirt
♡ pairing: jungkook x chubby poc!original character (not a reader insert)
♡ genre: established relationship, fluff, smut [18+]
♡ summary: Jungkook has been riled up by his girlfriend wearing a skirt all evening on their outing, so upon their return home, he shows her what she’s been missing.
♡ wc: 7.3k
♡ warnings: upskirt (consensual with a mirror and phone), public indecency, dom!jungkook, brat!oc, mention of punishment, groping, fishnet stockings, stomping (light), shoe fetish, lots of spit, shoe licking, daddy kink, pierced!kook, tattooed!kook, BD!kook, degradation, some dumbification, marking (scratching, bruises, hickeys), manhandling, use of the color system (stoplight method), hair pulling, spanking, mention of some insecurities, choking, fingering (f. receiving), oral sex, unprotected sex, creampie, cum eating
♡ a/n: this is my first original character in such a long time and it’s been something I’ve been wanting to do for ages and I’m glad I finally did so! I had so much fun writing this self-indulgent fic and I hope y’all will like it as well <3
♡ date: September 1, 2022
Teasing Jungkook never ended well for Alejandra. Much less when she was out in public wearing her favorite skirt with her favorite pair of panties.
When his girlfriend had asked to go to the mall, Jungkook had reluctantly agreed, not wanting to spend his Saturday night in a crowded facility but when Alejandra came out of the bedroom in a skirt, twirling for him so he could see her panties, he couldn’t resist coming along.
Hours had passed since then, and as the two got ready to head home, Alejandra decided to give Jungkook one last tease.
Jungkook’s laugh follows Alejandra as she climbs the stairs, her skirt swaying from side to side and boots stomping, echoing on the concrete steps. She bites back a smile that tugs at her lips, holding the rail as she goes up step by step.
This does not differ from their other outings. The only difference today was Jungkook using his phone to look up Alejandra’s skirt as opposed to the little pink compact mirror he’d snatched from her purse the last time.
Ale’s giggles were muffled under her manicured hand, her necklaces bouncing on her chest as she sped up, gripping the hem of her skirt to obscure her boyfriend’s view.
Jungkook’s gaze meets Alejandra’s as he looks up at her through his black hair. His tongue pokes his cheek, jaw taut, and Ale knows she’s in for it when they get home. However, all Alejandra does is giggle as she reaches the top of the stairs with Jungkook growling as he chases her, his heavy boots stomping beneath him as he quickened his pace.
Squealing, Alejandra moves forward, looking for somewhere to hide while avoiding everyone. Jungkook catches her anyway, his arms wrapped around her waist to pull her close.
“Mm, and here I thought you were going to be good for me, love.” His voice makes her mind swirl, feeling herself melt as his thumbs dig into her skin, rubbing slow circles through the thin black top. Jungkook rests his forehead on Alejandra’s, his eyes locked on the peephole of her shirt where he can see the top of her breasts. His mouth waters at the sight. He can’t wait to strip his girlfriend and take her breasts into his mouth.
“Koo,” Alejandra whines as his hand slips under her skirt to grope her round ass.
“Hmm,” he hums, distracted by the warmth of her skin. “You said you’d be good, baby girl.”
With a smirk, she answers, “I lied.”
Being on her knees for Jungkook was nothing new to Alejandra. She loved looking up at him, the hem of her skirt high on her thighs, showing an ample amount of her fishnet stockings that she bought specifically for tonight. Her combat boots dug into the meat of her ass, almost uncomfortable, but she ignored it as Jungkook looked down at her, his black sunglasses low on his nose as he raised a brow. His long hair fell over his glasses until he finally took them off and set them on the bedside table.
Leaning back on the bed, Jungkook rests his weight on his palms as he crosses one leg over the other. His black cargo pants are tucked into his Terror Walker 2s, and Ale nearly drooled. Licking her lips, she tears her eyes away from his boots to look at him.
Sighing, Jungkook shakes his head before he’s summoning Alejandra closer with his finger. She crawls forward and his cock throbs. She was just so pretty and eager waiting for his command. It almost made him smile.
Without a word, Jungkook pressed the sole of his shoe on her full chest. Alejandra bites back a moan as she bats her pretty lashes, breathing already ragged as he adds pressure. “Color?”
“Green,” she clears her throat, mind growing foggy as she looks down at her boyfriend’s boot. He presses it harder and she whimpers at the feeling, thrusting her chest out. Jungkook chuckles darkly, tutting.
“Can’t be a good girl and take what I give you, huh? You always have to be a brat,” he rolls his eyes, but they hold no malice, just teasing that dampens her panties.
Alejandra doesn’t answer.
Jungkook smirks. “What if I just laid you down and stepped on you? What then?”
“Please,” Ale pleads, eyes wide as she begs, nearly bouncing on her knees in her excited state.
Jungkook cackles, his head thrown back as his body shakes with laughter. “You little slut. Of course, you’d like that. I should have known.”
Jungkook shakes his head, his foot moving down to press on Alejandra’s thighs and she almost wishes he would step all over her. Alejandra is nearly panting at the thought, thighs pressed together as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip to keep from begging him to do just that.
Quietly, Jungkook admires Ale’s body. He notes the way her breathing has changed, the way her hands gripped her skirt tightly, eyes bright and curious. Smiling mischievously, Jungkook raises his foot off Alejandra’s thigh, moving it to her face, and she feels the top of his shoe press against her cheek.
“Kook,” Alejandra moans, and his eyes darken.
“Is that how you address me in private?”
Alejandra shakes her head, heat rushing to her face. “No, daddy.”
“Much better,” he says as he moves his boot to her chest once again. Alejandra looks down at it, feeling the slightest bit of pressure on her chest. She licks her lips, drooling on the boot.
“Lick it up,” Jungkook demands. Alejandra nods, her body thrumming as she leans down to lick up her drool. Cursing, Jungkook watches as she kitten-licks his boot repeatedly to clean up the mess she made, but she’s just making an even bigger mess.
“Thank you, baby. That’s enough,” Jungkook finally says.
Alejandra pulls off, looking up at him as he adds a little pressure to her breasts until she whines. He stops, grinning before he’s removing his foot to set it on her thigh.
Silently, Jungkook moves his boot down Alejandra’s body, kicking her skirt out of the way. His dark eyes are nearly black, filled with arousal as he spreads her legs with his foot.
“Fuck yourself on my shoe,” he commands.
Nodding, Ale licks her lips as she sits up on her elbows, eyes trained on him as she slowly moves her hips off the floor. Ale’s panties cling to her as she rolls her hips against the thick sole of his boot, the pressure making her eyes flutter shut.
Jungkook smirks, cheeks flushed as he watches Ale intently. He doesn’t doubt she’d cum from this if he let her. However, he lets Alejandra continue, paying attention to all her harmonious sounds as they grow higher in pitch, ripping his foot away from her when he notes she’s getting a little too close to orgasm.
“Daddy,” Ale whines, pouting as he raises a dark brow, tongue poking the inside of his cheek.
“Princess,” he rolls his eyes, and she straightens up immediately. He tuts, shaking his head. Has she forgotten her manners?
“Take your shirt off,” he instructs.
With hurried hands, she untucked her top from her black skirt. Alejandra tugs the long sleeve off one arm and then the other before pulling it over her head to discard into a corner of the bedroom. Alejandra is left in a black lace bra and necklaces. One sits just above her tawny breasts, a shiny silver J.
Dropping his foot from Ale’s thigh, Jungkook pats his lap. “Come here, love.”
“Yes, daddy,” she answers obediently, scrambling off her knees to get on his lap. Jungkook welcomes her with open arms and silly sloppy kisses on her cheek.
“Ah,” She giggles when he kisses her cheek, nipping it after. It blooms a pretty pink, turning a deep red when he’s done.
His large hands grip her tits, licking his lips as he makes them jiggle in his hold. He curses, whispering her name as he pulls her closer.
“Are you my girl?” he asks in the raspy tone that makes Alejandra’s head swim.
“Yes,” She answers easily, feeling the sloppy kiss he presses to her lips in his eagerness to feel her. Jungkook felt like the most fortunate man in the world to have her, to be deserving of her love.
And Jungkook loved her. He loved her dark hair that was as dark as the night sky, but upon closer look, her hair wasn’t just black like he’d thought. No, her hair was a gorgeous dark brown with reddish undertones that shone beautifully when the sun hit them just right.
Her obsidian eyes glimmer in the sunlight like beautiful pools of melted milk chocolate that rival his own.
And her cheeks were round and beautiful. A rosy hue overcame them when she’d get shy, a little embarrassed, and he loved it. He loved when she turned as red as a rose after she got caught staring at him, admiring his beauty while he did the same to her. And he loved her. He loved her; he loved her; he loved her.
“I love you,” he states right after, kissing Ale again, hand embedded in her hair as he loses himself to the taste of her supple lips.
Alejandra’s lips are lost on his, moans soon drawn out as he kisses his way to her neck, nuzzling into the soft skin as his hands grip her thick thighs, squeezing them hard enough to bruise as his teeth scrape against the column of her sensitive throat.
“Jungkook,” she rasps, her eyes filled with lust. Her hand grips his thick black hair as she kisses him hungrily.
Jungkook groans, teeth nipping her plush bottom lip. His hands squeeze her thighs, yearning to be smothered by them, dimples and all.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans as she rocks her hips on his. Jungkook’s tattooed fingers grab a handful of her hair, usually curly, straightened for their date. He loves the silky feeling of it as he runs his fingers through it before tugging it and making her gasp.
“Open up for me, love,” he commands in his smooth voice. Alejandra does as she’s told, opening wide as Jungkook leans over her and spits in her mouth. He shuts it after, watching her intently with heated eyes.
“Swallow.” Alejandra does. Nerves don’t eat her up like the first time they were intimate. She had always been a little nervous, and a tad hesitant to strip for her new lover, but Jungkook had eased her worries with loving kisses, candied words, and gentle touches. It’s not that Alejandra was insecure about her body. She loved the way she looked, and she loved the hunger that would spark in Jungkook’s eyes whenever he’d look at her.
She loved her body just as it was, and she loved to dress it as she pleased. Jungkook encouraged her to wear what she wanted, assuring her he could fight anyone that had anything sour to say about it. Jungkook had a rough exterior, but he was the softest of boys when it came to her. He loved that he towered over her, even in her platform boots that matched his. He loved how people cowered in terror when he’d caught them staring at his girlfriend for too long, but he also loved when people admired the goddess that was his girlfriend because she was his just as he was hers.
After all, it was his initial she wore around her neck.
“So pretty,” he murmurs in between kisses, his large hands cupping her chubby cheeks. She giggles, blushing and warming his palms. Her honeyed skin blooms scarlet, a sure sign that she’s toeing the line between flattered and embarrassed.
“Daddy,” she breathes, blinking owlishly. “Stop.”
Jungkook grins, leaning in for another toe-curling kiss as his hand moves from her face down her back until his fingers are undoing the pesky clasp of her bra. Alejandra sighs in relief, groaning as the bra falls from her figure and pools in her arms. Jungkook traces the bra's indents on her body before biting his lip.
“You don’t have to wear these if you don’t want to,” he assures her, but she shakes her head.
“And have people stare at my tits even more? I don’t think so,” she rolls her eyes.
Jungkook chuckles, pressing his forehead to hers for a moment before he kisses her nose. He then trails kisses from her lips down the slope of her neck, to her collarbone, and lower until his face is right between her breasts.
Jungkook’s hands are guided to the top of her skirt. Ale likes wearing them at her navel for two reasons, 1) it gives her some coverage for her B belly, and 2) it makes her skirt shorter and allows Jungkook a better view.
“You drive me insane,” Jungkook mutters as his lips wrap around a pert dark brown nipple.
Alejandra’s fingers grip his hair and with a smirk, she says, “It’s all part of the plan, daddy.”
“Diabolical,” he chuckles. Jungkook easily maneuvers Alejandra off his lap to lay her on the bed. His lips remain on her breast and his teeth bite gently onto her nipple. His hair is being pulled and tugged by her manicured hands, making him groan and curse into her flushed skin.
“Daddy,” his girlfriend whines, arching into him as he settles between her thick thighs. He moves his hands to her thighs, feeling the softness that spills through the netting of her tights.
“These are cute, baby, but they’ve gotta go,” Jungkook announces. Alejandra nods, not caring in the slightest. She has a drawer full of fishnets just like it. In fact, Jungkook buys them just as fast as he destroys them. Insatiable.
The tearing of the tights is loud in the otherwise silent room. Alejandra gasps in surprise despite this being a frequent occurrence. Jungkook tears at the crotch of the fishnet stockings, his fingers toying with the thin material. He loves the way Ale’s thighs look in the stockings. They seem to make her short legs look longer.
“You’re a menace, daddy,” Alejandra giggles as Jungkook settles himself between her.
He raises a dark brow in question, eyebrow piercing glinting. “Am I?”
Alejandra is left breathless, nodding in response as she cups her boyfriend’s face. Jungkook leans down to press his lips against hers, his hands gripping her waist and placing her on top of him.
Alejandra’s laughter fills the space between them as he sits up with her knees on either side of his slim hips.
“You have an obsession with me being on top.” she rolls her eyes as she tugs on his shirt to undress him. Jungkook raises his arms over his head as she tugs the shirt upward, mindful of his piercings. She places her hands on his muscular body, admiring his perfect physique. He’s delectable.
“I love you on top,” Jungkook admits with a smirk. And it was the honest truth. He loved having Alejandra on top of him, on his lap, on his face, and on his dick. He loved having the love of his life beside him at all times.
“And why is that?” Alejandra asks as her hands run over the ridges of his abs. While Jungkook loved being in the gym, Ale didn’t care for it as much. Sure, sometimes she’d make an appearance if she wanted to, but she preferred to take long walks at the park instead, not too keen on the atmosphere in the gym. Often, Jungkook would join her on her walks. Sometimes the two of them would end up kissing throughout until they ended up rushing home to peel their clothes off and Jungkook was buried deep inside her, his lips right against her ear as he whispered all the nasty things he was going to do to her.
Jungkook smirks. “Did I lose you, love? Already fucked stupid? Or are you just a dumb baby when you see me shirtless? You haven’t even seen my cock yet.”
“Kook,” Alejandra blushes, hiding her face in his neck. Jungkook brings his palm on her ass and she curses, teeth sinking into the sensitive skin of his neck. Her tongue traces the 7 behind his ear and he trembles.
“Cock tease,” he mutters as he lifts her easily. Jungkook built up his body to effortlessly pick up Alejandra ‘cause he loved to have her sit on his lap. None of this “what if I hurt you? I’m heavy” bull shit she had said on their first date. Jungkook wouldn’t give her a reason to feel like she was too heavy for him. It was his responsibility (in his eyes) to be strong enough for his girl. Besides, he enjoyed spending time in the gym anyway, so what’s one more reason to be strong than to toss your girl around like a rag doll? Besides, he loves the giggles and laughs that escape her lips when he throws her over his shoulder.
Alejandra doesn’t say a word, choosing to move her hand between their bodies and grip Jungkook over his pants, cursing when she feels his cock throb in her hand. Jungkook curses, onyx eyes mirroring her own, pretty lashes dusting the apple of his cheeks.
“It’s not about me tonight,” he says in a low tone that leaves Alejandra breathless. Jungkook’s hands give her breasts a parting squeeze before he’s moving down her belly, kissing it before he’s gripping the skirt and tearing it from the zipper.
“Jungkook!”
Jungkook raises a dark brow and tuts. “It was in the way.”
Alejandra rolls his eyes. “You always think my clothes are in the way.”
Jungkook chuckles. “I like you naked. You’re beautiful.”
Alejandra blushes, cheeks burning with heat as she kisses him again. Jungkook presses his tongue against the seam of her lips, deepening the kiss when she welcomes him in. His tattooed hand grips her ass, and the other strokes her side as he falls back onto the bed with her on top of him.
Ale can’t help herself. She grinds her hips on him, panting as her lips trail kisses down to his neck. He groans, eyes shut as she takes her time kissing down his body, teeth scraping along his skin and her love bites decorating his pretty chest.
“Baby,” he rasps, cursing as she grips his belt buckle and undoes it. Expertly, she removes his belt, unbuttoning his pants right after, and the zipper comes down as his cock throbs.
“Come here,” he demands, and she listens. Jungkook grips the back of her neck with his large hand, pulling her into a kiss that’s all teeth and tongue.
Alejandra’s mind is whittling. All her thoughts are of her loving boyfriend. She wants him desperately, can’t think of anything but him fucking her until she can’t walk, can’t think. Wants him to fuck her stupid, choke her until she comes wrapped around his fat cock.
“I need you, Kook.” Alejandra moans when Jungkook kisses her again, tugging her hair and biting her bottom lip, sucking it before releasing it with a wet pop. “Daddy, please.”
“Tell daddy what you want and maybe I’ll give it to you,” Jungkook kisses her again before she can answer, but he catches the small gasp that escapes her. Alejandra’s thighs tremble and Jungkook sits up, spreading his legs further and in turn spreading hers wider.
“Want to cum on your cock,” she answers hurriedly, hoping he’ll get right to it. Today has been nothing but foreplay. Running upstairs, climbing flights and flights of stairs just for Jungkook to look up her skirt had riled both of them up. Knowing Jungkook wanted to look up her skirt and knowing she could tease him by spreading her legs, crossing one leg over the other while in public (though never in the view of anyone else) made her pussy pulsate.
Alejandra had a habit of wearing the tiniest skirts. Sometimes she’d bend over in front of Jungkook and show him her lack of panties before they went out for an errand, and his hand would end up between her warm thighs. Other times, Jungkook would fuck her on his tattooed fingers, get her to orgasm, and soak his passenger seat before they arrived at their destination, her sinful moans the soundtrack.
“But are you ready to take my cock, hmm?” Jungkook asks seriously before he’s gripping his girlfriend’s thigh. With ease, he lays her on the bed and she responds with a soft nod. “Yes.”
“Let’s see then,” he smirks as he moves his hand past the ripped fishnets, pushing her (soaked) black panties out of the way. Easily, Jungkook slips two of his fingers inside, cursing when he feels how wet and warm she is. So Ale wasn’t lying?
“Daddy,” Alejandra gasps as he curls his fingers, his thumb rubbing her clit. Jungkook smirks, his eyes locked on hers as he continues. He knows exactly what his girlfriend likes, what gets her to cream his fingers just like she would his cock. Her sweet sounds fill the room, growing more and more uncontrollably as he flicks his wrist. With a sinister grin, Jungkook spits on her cunt, his eyes focused on it mixing with her arousal.
“Shit!” He grits when Ale’s fingers pull on his hair, cursing him out as his tongue flicks her clit.
Alejandra is a mess above him. Her hips are bucking upward, moans incoherent pleas for him to keep going as her eyes flutter shut. Her skin is warm and her body is turning into a puddle as he continues to fuck her with his fingers and tongue.
“That’s it, princess. Come for me,” he encourages in a deep tone that leaves Alejandra breathless. “Be a good girl and come.”
Alejandra whines, biting on her plush bottom lip as she nods quickly. Pleasure courses through her veins, heat flooding her body and her breathing heavy. Thick thighs tremble in his hands as Alejandra finally lets go and comes hard. Tears spring to her eyes as she screams her relief and begs for her boyfriend, calling him daddy again and again until she’s falling boneless into the mattress.
Jungkook chuckles as he watches her come undone. Pride fills his chest as he sees Alejandra shaking, her thighs clamping on his hand and head.
“Good girl,” he praises, turning his head to sink his teeth into the meat of her thigh. He sucks his mark on it before easily escaping the prison of her thighs. He slows Alejandra to catch her breath as he lazily thrusts his fingers into her before finally pulling them out.
They’re completely soaked.
“Here, have a taste.” Jungkook licks his lips as he presses his wet fingers to her plush lips. Alejandra opens them slowly, eyes locked on her boyfriend as she feels them sit on her tongue. Jungkook doesn’t break eye contact as he watches her run her tongue over them, closing her mouth to suck them clean, tongue sliding in between his fingers to get every bit.
Jungkook’s cock twitches. He’s very familiar with her mouth and the way she can suck his cock dry. Fuck, he wants that. Desperately.
However, he needs to be buried inside his girlfriend more than he needs her to suck him dry. Fuck, he wants to eat her out. He wants Alejandra smothering him. He wants to grab hold of her thick thighs, bury his face in between, and have her writhing above him, soaking his fucking face when she cums… because she will cum.
“Fuck,” Jungkook rasps. “You drive me insane.”
Alejandra whines as he grips her cheeks with his hands and makes her look up at him. His lips slot over hers as he kisses her sloppily. Jungkook smirks when he pulls away, licking his lips.
Alejandra does her best to catch her breath, sparkling eyes set on her boyfriend’s. Jungkook ignores the fluttering of his heart as he grabs a handful of her pretty hair and captures her lips with his once again. Ale’s moans are muffled against his, her tongue teasing his lip ring before she bites his bottom lip. Jungkook growls, his hand gripping her thigh roughly as he hikes it over his hip and hovers over her.
“Be a good girl, baby. You’re already on thin ice,” Jungkook warns, but Alejandra just moans in response as her pussy pulsates. Chuckling, Jungkook kisses her again, loving the subtle taste of her essence still on her tongue.
Jungkook pulls the leftover scraps of her skirt out of the way. He knows he’s being impatient, but he can’t wait any longer. His girlfriend is too mouth-watering, making his brain short-circuit whenever she smiles or moans his name. That’s probably why he rips her panties to shreds and apologizes after.
Alejandra giggles, squealing when he does so. Another show of his strength, something she loves to see and makes her clench around nothing. She wants to feel Jungkook’s cock deep inside her, hitting her cervix, and feel him in her stomach as he fucks her stupid.
Jungkook kicks his pants off, palming his cock over his boxers. Alejandra licks her lips as she watches him, meeting his gaze with her own as he pushes his boxers down his meaty thighs until they’re pooling at his ankles for him to kick away.
Jungkook’s cock is long and hard, dribbling with pre-cum that he uses to make the glide of his fist easier. His girlfriend’s name rolls off his tongue in a deep rumble as his eyes flutter shut for a moment, his cock throbbing in his hand as he gives himself a few more strokes.
Alejandra leans back, spreading her legs as she watches her boyfriend. Her hand moves between her legs, her finger circling her clit as she waits for Jungkook to make a move.
“How do you want it, baby?” Jungkook questions, asking if she has a preference before he ends up devouring her whole. Jungkook bites back a moan as he watches Alejandra use her arousal to rub her clit, her moans barely audible as her thighs quiver.
Alejandra can’t think of a response, just spreads her legs wider for Jungkook.
Jungkook huffs a breath. He lines his cock at her entrance, rubbing the head between her folds to collect her wetness and pushing upward to rub her clit. Jungkook takes both her hands and pins them over her head with one of his. His veins are very prominent in his arm, and it drives Alejandra wild. Jungkook chuckles, pressing a haste kiss to her lips, tongue tracing them before he’s pushing into her.
“Fuck, baby,” Jungkook grunts.
“Jungkook, go slow,” Alejandra whispers as his thick cock pushes further and her body welcomes him in. Jungkook nods, leaning down to capture her lips with his own.
Slowly, the two of them kiss until Jungkook bottoms out and his teeth nip at her bottom lip, tugging it and sucking on it before releasing it. “Open that pretty mouth for me, princess.”
Alejandra does so eagerly. Her eyes are curious, but she knows what to expect when Jungkook holds her face steady and lines his mouth over hers. Spit falls from his lips into her mouth and she swallows.
Smirking, Jungkook does it again before he’s grinding his hips on her. Alejandra’s legs wrap around his hips tightly as Jungkook places his hand beneath her, grinning when she gasps and she ends up on top with her hands firmly planted on his chest.
“Kook!” Alejandra yelps.
“What?” he laughs. “I love when you’re on top.”
Alejandra playfully rolls her eyes as she drags her nails down his chest, loving the red streaks left behind. She wants to mark him up and make him remember her with each kiss, scratch, and love bite.
Jungkook raises a thick brow in question. Alejandra says nothing as she leans forward, teeth sinking into his honeyed skin.
“Shit,” Jungkook groans, the pain of her bite making his cock throb as she bites his shoulder harder.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, Jungkook pulls her face to his. He kisses her deeply, tongue tangled, and moans smothered between their lips.
“Ride me, baby,” Jungkook pleads gently in between kisses as he smacks her ass to get her moving. Alejandra giggles, slowly raising her hips before dropping them back down. A sigh escapes Jungkook, giving his girlfriend a moment to get a rhythm going.
He sits up, lips planted on her beautiful golden skin. His marks decorate her neck down to the valley of her heavy breasts. He prides himself in his work as he leans forward, taking the J initial of her necklace into his mouth to tug her forward.
“Daddy!” she gasps in surprise.
“Just Kook, doll. I need you moaning my name,” he states firmly upon releasing the necklace. Alejandra nods, as the metal falls back onto her chest.
Alejandra places her hands on Jungkook’s broad shoulders, finding purchase as she rides him, grinding her hips as she feels him deep inside her, filling her to the brim. Jungkook smiles lovingly at her as he kisses his way down her chest until his fiery tongue is swirling around a pert bud. Teeth tugging and nipping make Alejandra groan, losing her train of thought as Jungkook takes her breast into his mouth, his hand rolling the nipple of the other. Her manicured hands card through his hair, teasingly tugging at it to make him curse against her skin. A smack on her ass is a warning as he switches breasts, cursing when Alejandra picks up the speed, fucking herself on his cock.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck yourself on my dick. Use me for your pleasure,” Jungkook demands, biting his lip as he watches his girl fuck herself silly until her thighs shake and her movements slow.
Jungkook runs his hands over her body slowly, sensually caressing every curve within reach. “You have a gorgeous body. I love every bit of it.”
Alejandra hears Jungkook’s whispered words, almost as if he meant to keep them to himself, but her cheeks flush with color regardless, her body lighting like a flame as heat spreads through her veins.
Jungkook meets her gaze. His large hand grips the back of her neck as he brings her in for a kiss. A teasing smile appears on his pretty pink lips as he asks cockily, “need some help, my love?”
Alejandra scoffs. “Yes. My thighs hurt.”
Say less.
Jungkook is on his back a second later, one hand holding his girl’s hip and the other reaching behind him to drag pillows under his head as he tells his girlfriend to hold on tight.
Alejandra squeals, her laughter filling the air as Jungkook holds her hips tight in his hands, his fingers bruising her skin, a reminder of where he’s been.
“Hold on, baby,” Jungkook smiles smugly as he digs his heels into the mattress, giving Alejandra a second to grip his chest before he juts his hips upward. The first erotic cry that escapes his girlfriend leaves him breathless, a growl escaping him from deep inside as he repeats his action if only to hear more of the dulcet sounds his girlfriend can make.
“Fuck, right there! Jungkook, fuck me,” Alejandra pleads in between breaths as her eyes flutter shut. Her eyeliner has smeared from the tears that have pooled in her eyes. Jungkook fills with pride at how fucked out he’s made her and he’s only just getting started.
Alejandra’s tits bounce as Jungkook grips her tightly. His eyes are glued to her face as he memorizes every expression that crosses her face and every sinful cry that slips from her lips.
Jungkook swallows thickly as he bounces her on his dick, hitting deep and groaning when he feels her arousal soaking every inch of his thick cock, squeezing him for all he’s worth as he throws his head back and releases a guttural groan that makes Alejandra whine in response. Without thinking, she grinds on him, clit stimulated from his pelvis as he fucks her, his strong thighs flexing beneath her as she smacks against them. Jungkook spanks her, once, twice, thrice just to hear her shout his name with each pleasurable, painful smack.
“Jungkook! Jungkook!” Alejandra can barely scream his name, pussy pulsating and dripping wet as it takes Jungkook’s cock, milking it for all its worth and then some.
“Fuck, baby. You take my cock so well,” Jungkook is losing himself. The loud smacks of their bodies joining fill the room as he speeds up, smiling to himself when her breasts bounce, and he leans forward to take a nipple into his mouth and suck. Alejandra trembles, her hand tangling in the messy locks of her boyfriend’s head as she holds him in place, pleasure filling her body. Her heated skin is making her sweat, but she ignores the sticky feeling as she feels Jungkook’s teeth tug on her nipple as he fucks her.
“Oh, fuck.” Alejandra’s eyes squeeze shut as Jungkook’s fingers rub her clit. She’s close, and he knows it, can feel it in the way she’s clenching around his thick cock. Alejandra can’t even speak now, feeling his cock so deep it feels like it’s in her stomach and she moans, saying so.
Jungkook chuckles darkly, his large tattooed hand on her lower abdomen. “You feel that? That’s my fat cock fucking you full. Why don’t you go ahead and cum on my cock, love? Leave it soaking wet before I put you on your hands and knees and take you from behind.”
“Jungkook, please,” Ale begs, head empty as her thighs shake and she feels her orgasm build. Her hands dig into Jungkook’s chest, earning a low grunt that goes straight to her cunt. She knows the power of Jungkook’s heavenly sounds can make her cum. Often, she’d found herself on the phone with nothing but his candied words in her ear to bring her to orgasm.
“Go on, baby. Cum for me,” Jungkook encourages as his tongue toys with his lip ring. His fingers add pressure to her clit and Alejandra’s body is overwhelmed by his touch as she feels the rapid build-up of pleasure hit her hard.
“Kook!” she sobs, body thrumming with euphoria as he clenches around Jungkook’s dick. Near tears, Alejandra comes profusely, her wetness soaking Jungkook further.
“Shit, you’re quite the gusher,” Jungkook giggles. Alejandra pinches his nipple weakly as she tries to catch her breath.
“I’m gonna be feeling that tomorrow,” Alejandra groans as she rubs her thigh. Jungkook grins, pressing a kiss on her cheek before he’s kissing her. Alejandra places her hand on his cheek as the kiss deepens, her tongue pushing past his lips as his hands grab handfuls of her ass, kneading it as they continue to kiss.
“I’m gonna marry the fuck out of you,” Jungkook murmurs in between kisses. His words have Alejandra blushing, her heart skipping a beat as her boyfriend kisses her again, hand gripping her hair once again as the kiss grows messy, all teeth and tongues.
“That’s my girl,” Jungkook praises Alejandra when they separate and she’s licking her lips. Groaning, Jungkook fists his cock, eyes roaming over his girlfriend’s banging body. Every curve calling out for his hands and lips, begging for love marks on every inch.
“Kook,” Ale pouts, wanting to kiss him again.
Jungkook looks at her, licking his lips before he’s kissing her just as messy as before. He’s pulling away with a loud smack of his lips as he eyes her hungrily, stroking his cock as he leans forward and sticks his tongue out to lick her from her chin to her lips.
A pleasant sigh escapes her, pussy pulsating as she reaches for his cock, pushing his hand out of the way. Jungkook grunts, eyes closed as her lips wrap around the head. She looks up at him through her long lashes. Jungkook raises his hips, pushing his cock further.
“Fuck, just like that, love. Suck my cock before I fuck your wet little cunt again,” Jungkook licks his lips, biting them after as he watches her take him further until she’s meeting his pelvis and he’s moaning her name. Alejandra bobs up and down, gagging when he goes too far, and he’s taking pity on her as he pulls her off his cock. There’s a bridge of saliva that connects Ale’s lips to his cock, and he finds it erotic as he fights the urge to cum on her face, needing to fuck her one more time before he allows himself to cum.
“Come here,” he commands as he moves to the side and adjusts the pillows to make her comfortable while she gets on her hands and knees, arching for him.
“Eager?” Jungkook hums as his palm runs over Alejandra’s smooth skin between her shoulders and down her spine.
“Jungkook, don’t tease,” Alejandra pleads.
Jungkook chuckles.
“Oh? I’m the tease?” Jungkook shakes his hair out of his eyes. “Was it me who misbehaved on our outing?”
“Fuck,” Alejandra huffs. “No.”
“You’ve been good so far, taking your spankings and my cock. Can I get one more orgasm from you, baby? After all, wasn’t that what you were after at the mall today? Needed me and my cock so bad that you were willing to flash your panties and cunt every time you went up a flight of stairs?”
Alejandra nods with a whine. “Yes, please.”
“Keep your back arched,” Jungkook orders as he takes his hard cock in his hand, stroking himself a few times before he spreads her wet folds with the fat head. Alejandra bites back a moan as she feels his dick collect her arousal, slipping over her clit to tease her before he’s pressing against her entrance.
“Jungkook, fuck me,” Alejandra begs, back arched and body moving back to tempt him.
Jungkook licks his lips, grabs a round cheek in hand, and spreads her open.
Alejandra’s face is hot with embarrassment, very aware that Jungkook can see every bit of her, and yet it makes her clench in anticipation, eager to be speared open again and stuffed full of his fat cock. If it were up to her, she’d have it in her throat, sobbing about how good it is in between breaths as he calls her his good slut and cums on her face.
Perhaps next time.
“Such a wet cunt,” Jungkook curses as his dick pushes in, this time with less resistance than the first time. Alejandra’s guttural moan leaves him panting as he bottoms out. He grips her hips tightly, grinding his hips against her ass.
“Kook,” Alejandra sighs as she looks at him from over her shoulder. She’s balancing herself with one hand, the other between her thighs, rubbing her clit as Jungkook pulls back, leaving just the head of his cock inside her before he’s slamming back in.
“Oh fuck, yeah!” Jungkook exclaims, wiping the sweat from his brows with the back of his tattooed arm. “You’re so fucking wet, baby. Squeezing my cock, fuck. I can never get enough of this pussy. It’s all mine, fuck .”
Breathless, Alejandra tries to grind against Jungkook but he keeps her still before he’s fucking her for all he’s worth. The smacking of their bodies is obscene as Jungkook pistons in and out of her cunt, smacking her ass as he watches it jiggle. Alejandra meets his thrusts, her head buried in the pillow, teeth tugging on the pillowcase; a pitiful attempt to quiet her pleasurable sounds.
Jungkook is mesmerized by the way her ass shakes with each rough thrust. His hips slam against her ass, again and again, filling her so deeply. Cursing, he throws his head back as he’s overcome with the warmth and wetness of her pussy tightening around him to coax him into an orgasm.
Alejandra’s moans grow in octaves, a warning of her impending orgasm. Jungkook wraps a muscular arm around her waist to pull her upright, his hand wrapping around her throat after.
“Cum with me, pretty girl,” he whispers as he feels her thighs tremble. Alejandra nods as Jungkook releases her throat and moves her hand off her clit to replace it with his own as he keeps his rhythm steady, lips pressed to her shoulder as he moans her name with each thrust.
“Jungkook,” Alejandra whimpers his name, pleasure coursing through her body, feeling like she’s on Cloud Nine as her eyes flutter shut and she orgasms harder than the first time.
“Fuck, that’s my girl. Just like that, baby. Cream my cock like the good girl you are,” Jungkook hisses, teeth sinking into Ale’s shoulder as a deep groan leaves him and he falls apart when another wave overcomes Alejandra and she’s soaking his cock and her thighs.
“Kook! Koo,” Alejandra’s digging her hands into his thigh, moaning as she cums again and falls forward despite Jungkook’s efforts to keep her upright and pressed against his chest.
Jungkook chuckles as he rolls his hips once, twice, as he feels Alejandra’s cunt still trying to milk him dry. Cursing when it becomes too much, and he’s pulling out with a giddy sigh.
“Fuck,” he laughs as he lies beside Alejandra, panting. “That was so good. I think I can go again in like ten minutes and a water break.”
Alejandra laughs, rolling her eyes. Her thighs ache as well as her pussy. The netting of her fishnets is barely hanging onto her thick thighs, ripped to pieces with Jungkook’s manhandling.
“I think I’m gonna need more than ten minutes, Koo,” she sits up, but Jungkook wraps her up in his arms, and pulls her to his chest. She winces when she feels his sweaty chest.
“Stay here,” he begs with a pout. Alejandra is a sucker for his doe eyes and cute little lips, so she stays in his arms as his tattooed hand moves down her body, spreading her legs a tiny bit.
“Kook, what are you doing?” Alejandra raises a brow in question, confused.
Jungkook collects their mixed orgasms on his fingers and brings them to his lips, smirking. “Just getting a taste.”
“Oh?” Alejandra stares at his fingers, licking her lips. Jungkook breathes a laugh as he dips back in deeper, bringing his fingers to Alejandra’s mouth, where she welcomes them hungrily while maintaining eye contact. Jungkook feels his cock twitch, growing to half-mast when Ale licks his fingers clean, tongue running over every fingertip and in between.
“You’re a menace,” Jungkook groans as he lets his head fall back into the pillows. Alejandra giggles as she climbs over him, and Jungkook smiles when he feels the warmth of her body on his. He really could go for another round if she wanted to.
“You love me,” Alejandra teases, sticking her tongue out.
Jungkook leans forward to capture her tongue with his teeth, earning a toe-curling moan from his girl.
“Kook,” she whines incoherently.
Jungkook releases her tongue and giggles. “I love you, baby. You’re my girl.”
Alejandra locks eyes with Jungkook, her heart fluttering as she presses her lips to his, hands twining as they hold each other close. Jungkook cups her face gently, sharing a languid kiss.
When they break apart, Jungkook’s fingers are toying with the J on her necklace, a bright smile on his lips. “I love you so much, Alejandra.”
Alejandra notes the serious tone in her boyfriend’s tone and responds accordingly; knowing it’s reassurance that he’s seeking. “I love you, Jungkook.”
Jungkook’s chest fills with warmth as he kisses Alejandra again, lips moving in sync as his fingers lace in her hair. His forehead rests against hers, fingers twined as he looks her in the eyes, “Forever.”
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in my eyes | jjk
pairing. jungkook x reader
genre. fluff, established relationship au
w.c. -2k
summary. Jungkook is tired of the way you look at yourself and decides to draw out exactly how he sees you in his eyes, in the end making you second guess your self-image entirely and fall in love with him all over again.
contains. a bittt of angst, jk’s drawing skills, insecure oc, a drunk-in-love/supportive jk (🥺), oc hates her appearance and jk wants to fix that, everyone needs a jk like this in their life 😕
concept was inspired by @bebejungkook's gym bunny :) lovey-dovey/suportive jungkook has me in a chokehold lately…
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“Stop staring, Jungkook.”
Throwing his hands up in surrender, he travels his eyes up to yours through the mirror with a smirk growing on his face, his taller figure standing tall and proud behind you.
“I can’t even look at my beautiful girlfriend now?”
His hand goes to wrap around your waist from behind, but you quickly grab his wrist in an effort to stop him.
“It’s different when I’m practically naked.”
“I’ve seen your body so many times before, I know you remember those times…”
You lightly hit his chest at the implication, turning away from the mirror to grab your shirt off the bed and put it back on.
You didn’t expect Jungkook to barge in as you were examining your figure in the standing mirror, but he did and his gaze has been all over you since. You were wearing just panties and a dainty sports bra, your breasts overflowing out of the top, which is hot to Jungkook but tight and ridiculously uncomfy to you. You would size up but then it wouldn’t give you the right support. However, you sadly don’t blame the ridiculous manufacturers any more than you blame yourself.
In a way, you’re somewhat glad Jungkook walked in because if he hadn’t distracted you, the cruel thoughts that were brewing into something a tad more intense would’ve carried on. The more you stared into that mirror, the more that damned self-hatred grew.
You know he loves you and your body, but you still can’t help feeling this way. Especially when he's right there to see for himself, no matter how different his thoughts are compared to your own. You still hate what you see and subconsciously fear that he might too.
“You know I honestly don’t get it.” Jungkook perks up while throwing himself on the bed beside you, the bed shaking at the sudden impact.
“You wouldn’t.”
His aura becomes a little bit more serious at your comment, and he furrows his brow in gesture for you to elaborate.
“It’s just… you don’t look like this,” you motion your hands to your frame, “you're like a literal god… it’s kinda fucked up y’know.”
He can’t help the boom of laughter that he let out upon your statement, his hand landing on his chest in playful offense.
“Fucked up how?! And just so you know, everyone has something they don’t like about themselves, it’s normal… even for 'gods' like me.”
You throw the nearest pillow in reach at his face, causing another one of his mischievous giggles.
In a way, he’s right. In an obvious, literal way he may be somewhat onto something. But when he speaks for the majority, you somehow don’t feel as if you’re eligible to fall into that ‘majority’. Sure, everyone is insecure one way or another, but when you feel as if you simply cannot accept yourself, it’s not the majority that’s on your mind, it’s only you. You and your problems, the problems that feel too big to let go of just because others might feel the same about themselves. To put it simply: your too caught up in this complex and bitter perspective to care about how common and normal it may be.
So, because you don’t completely agree with Jungkook’s encouraging words, you simply skip pass them.
“I don’t mean to like… pester you, by the way. I know you’re fed up with me always talking about it by now.”
He swears he feels a piece of his heart break off when he notices how upset you genuinely are about your appearance and now how you feel guilty for hating it. He’s ran out of words to say, because it’s not a far stretch for him to draw the conclusion that you don’t take much thought into them anyway. He knows you appreciate him, but appreciation and actually accepting his help are two very different things. Two different things that are usually associated with each other, but there’s no association here given you won’t let him help you. Your mind is set and he loves you dearly, but damn you’re stubborn when it comes to this. And it’s killing him not being able to help.
So this is it. He can’t keep seeing you like this. Time to resort to the last option.
“You’re right, I am fed up.”
Your heart sinks at his words, expecting him to say something completely different. Drench you in kisses, tell you not to say things like that. So his agreement startles you in a way. Not that you would have listened. But still, his new, unfamiliar words are enough to shock you.
“I— Oh. Okay, well I’m sorry for that I didn’t-”
You cut yourself off when he gets up from the bed, leaving the room in the in the matter of seconds and leaving you sat there against the headboard, beyond confused.
You attempt to think over the brief conversation you just had, only puzzling yourself further when you don’t see anything too wrong with it. What could you have possibly said that hit a nerve?
You stay frozen, not really capable of doing otherwise, and right when the idea of calling out for him comes to mind- he walks in again. Except this time he has his sketchpad and pencil in hand.
He’s fed up so… he’s going to draw? You can’t tell if you’re confused or fond of how adorable that is.
“What are you doing?” You ask in a small voice, still taken aback by this new behavior of his.
“I’m drawing.”
You resist the urge to say “no…” in an overly exaggerated, sarcastic tone, though you resist. Joking may result in pushing it further. Instead, your head tilts and your eyes squint, not understanding your adorable yet very random boyfriend at all.
“Okay… Um, what are you drawing?”
He tilts the sketch pad down to show you his dumbfounded face.
“You, duh.”
Oh.
“Jungkook, baby, that’s cute but -“
“But nothing. I’m gonna let you finally see what I see, just trust the process and stay right there.”
You groan at his tactics, genuinely flattered at how much he cares but you know one drawing won’t change years worth of self hate. Again, you appreciate him. So, so much. And you’re happy to see how determined he is when it comes to your self-acceptance, but things like this don’t heal overnight. Jungkook knows that deep down, but it never hurts to just try.
“It's gonna take you so long to finish, plus I'm tired.”
“Then take a nap.”
You throw another pillow at him, biting back a giggle after he glares at you. A bubbly feeling of genuine contentment and relief given he’s not actually mad washes over you. You’re happy that the mood shifted. It’s Jungkook, the light of your life and reason for existence, after all, of course you feel bubbly.
“Don’t you need my eyes to be open?”
He doesn’t look up when he speaks, his full attention on the pencil that’s sketching lightly against the paper.
“Jagi,” he starts in a matter-of-fact tone, “I know your eyes like the back of my hand, probably even better to be honest.”
Your heart can’t help but to feel all mushy like a teenager in love at your boyfriend’s statement, and you put actual effort into not smiling.
“Yeah, yeah,” you attempt to shrug off, eyes falling shut as you get comfortable in your spot, “just hurry up.”
…
You didn’t intend to actually fall asleep.
But the tranquility of laying besides Jungkook, comfortable silence running throughout the room and being accompanied by the delicate noise of the pencil streaking softly against the paper, as well as Jungkook’s slow, concentrated breathing, it was more than enough to make you to doze off.
Hazy eyes fluttering open, you gulp to cure your dry mouth as you instinctively turn your head to see your boyfriend, only to discover he’s not there. You also take note of the time displayed on the digital clock propped on his nightstand, your brows creasing as you slowly sit up.
It’s three in the morning, and the lights are off, candles blown out, and the door is closed. Jungkook must have turned everything off for the night, and that leads you back to wondering where he could be.
You kick the heavy comforter off your legs, slipping out of bed and reaching over a bit to tug the lamp on.
You glance at the hallway of your master bedroom, assuming to see him in the bathroom but the lights there are off too.
“Jungkook?”
Your voice is hoarse due to the deep, rather good, sleep you just had. So your efforts to call for him was a fail.
However, glancing in the direction of the bathroom, you notice his sketchpad is wide open and strategically propped against your lamp with a ripped out page laying in front of it.
You try your best not to peak at the displayed page before reading the small note that reads ‘love u, hope this makes u love u too. ur pretty cool or whatever so I think ur missing out. -the boyfie’.
The note itself was enough to make your heart turn to mush, so when your eyes met the page of the sketchpad, it just about melted.
On the small page laid a sketch of something capable of capturing your whole heart, engraving itself into it and making you feel as if you are in the clouds. It’s a drawing of you, that part is unmistakable, but something is different about it.
You think it’s… beautiful.
Of course doubts start to rain on your short lasting self-love parade. You can help but wonder is this drawing just an exaggeration? Does he really see you like this in his eyes? Do you really look like this? This is you after all… so why do you like what you see? How are you liking what you see?
“Holy fuck, Jungkook.” Are the words that come out upon a deep exhale, realization hitting you harder than ever before.
You almost want to cry. Not only do you really like this drawing of yourself and for once you see yourself as beautiful, but he drew it. Jungkook, put in effort to draw out exactly what he thinks you look like, all because he wanted you to feel this euphoric, relieving feeling. He didn’t give up on making sure you love his favorite person as much as he loves her. That person being none other than you.
God, you love that man.
Standing up, sketchpad in hand, you make your way to the standing mirror. Your eyes repeatedly go from the paper to the mirror, and your heart feels as if it’s teleported away and is currently surfing on the moon. Odd explanation, but the most accurate analogy. You can’t pinpoint what it is about the drawing. There’s no exaggerations now that you’re comparing it to your real body, but something about the drawing is so exquisite.
It’s like an illusion of some sort. The more you compare your real reflection to the page, the more your real body becomes dead on with the drawing. Like the drawing is unlocking a different perspective and leaving you with no choice but to understand that just like the sketch, you’re beautiful.
A tear wells up into your eye, and you decide that’s your cue to get ahold of yourself and find Jungkook so you can try your best to express even a fraction of the love you have for him.
Opening the door, the scent of… something catches your senses. Looking into the kitchen, your boyfriend’s back is to you as he continues to work in the dim light of the kitchen, stove on as he stirs something in the pan that’s on top of it.
It’s like you love him even more after that whole thing, which you didn’t even know was possible given how in love you were with him prior to. But here you are, almost nervous to speak as you continue to gawk across the room at Jungkook. You settle on clearing your throat to draw his attention. You had a lump in it anyway.
Turning around swiftly, his bunny smile makes an appearance and the corners of your mouth dip down in a fond way. You can’t help yourself when you stride over to him, collapsing yourself into his arms (which you do end up regretting when he stumbles) and trying your best to show him a physical gesture of ‘I love you’.
He picks up quickly, embracing you tight with his arms wrapped around you like he doesn’t plan to ever release. His lips find sanctuary on the top of your head, absentmindedly swaying your bodies side to side as you continue to stand there and just hold each other for a moment.
“I saw the sketch.” Your muffled voice speaks against his bicep that’s currently flexed due to how tight his hold on you is.
He lets out an airy chuckle against the top of your head, some stray hairs of yours fluttering at the abrupt breeze.
“Never would have guessed,” he jokes, “did it work? Do you love you now?”
You can’t help but to laugh at his purity and innocence, tugging away slightly so that he can release his hold and you stare up into his eyes, hands cupping his cheeks.
“Not as much as I love you, but really close.”
His eyes spark with a look of admiration. He knew you were capable of at least trying, so knowing that he took part in that first step of your self-love process, the fact that his drawing is what kickstarted that very process, it warms his heart and he’s glad to be in your life.
“That works for me.”
You rise on the balls of your feet to capture his lips in a hunger-fueled way, passion engraved in your intentions and lacing its way onto his plump and just-as-eager lips.
If he weren’t in the middle of cooking, you would have been more than okay with standing there, kissing him all night. So pulling away, you nod over to the stove that was left unattended to.
He turns around as if you reminded him, quickly turning the nobs off and sighing of relief when he uncovers the lid of the pan to discover he didn’t ruin whatever was inside.
“It’s three in the morning, why are you cooking?”
Your tone was soft, still hazy as you weren’t fully back down from cloud nine yet.
He grabs two plates from the cabinet, falling silent for a good moment or two as he continues his task, finally turning to face you as he answers, this time with two plates of carbonara in his hand.
“I’ve noticed you’ve been sleeping early lately to avoid dinner…”
His tone was too soft and very timid, like he felt bad for calling you out but he knew he couldn’t just not address it. Your eyes flick to the ground.
“Hey, I’m not disappointed or anything. Today can be the start of changing those old habits, okay?”
Again, you find yourself on the verge of tears. Happy tears. The effort he’s putting into maintaining your well-being is so overwhelmingly comforting and you find yourself understanding why it is you fell in love with him in the first place. You can’t picture a life without him.
“I…” As soon as your eyes flick up to meet his, you break. Not too badly, but soft tears do begin to stream rather quickly down your face.
He reaches over to place the plates on the counter in front of the barstool chairs, latching his arms back around you as soon as he gets the chance.
“It’s all a process, and I’ll be here with you every step of it.”
His words are so utterly genuine and you can tell how it’s real and coming straight from his heart. You can tell how much he just wants to be there for you if you’d just let him.
And for the first time, you’re letting him.
“I love you, Jungkook. So fucking much.”
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A/N: ahhhh my first fluff one shot!!! I hope it wasn’t underwhelming 😭 I’ve had writers block for a minute but I rly wanted to finally just finish this one up. anyways, stay tuned for more stuff :) i just need to get over this writers block first lol… oh and i have a series on the way??? get ready for dilf/professor jk everyone 🫠
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can we get even closer? ; jeon jungkook
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pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: friends with benefits, mentions of smoking weed, y/n is grumpy, college!au (in my mind), jk comforting y/n, they have feelings for each other but haven’t confessed :0, insecurities, fluff
word count: 1,549
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you’re both on your backs, laying side by side, with barely any space in between you both
you’re in your small one bedroom apartment tonight, in a relatively small sized bed, and well here you are…
you’re both crammed next to each other and although you’ll both never admit it, the both of you enjoy being like this
the bed creaked loudly when jungkook shifted slightly closer to you
it was sometime in the middle of the day, and you were both still breathing heavily from the second time you had sex
the room was getting hot and the sunshine kept creeping in, even through the curtains
part of it was due to the fact that you had your blinds open before he arrived to your apartment
you thought about getting up, but ultimately decided against it
you felt so calm and relaxed, and with everything going on in your life, you almost forgot what that felt like
the breathing beside you had slowed down, and when you turn your head to the side, you find jungkook asleep
you lay there for a while, hoping to fall asleep but it fails
so…..
you blindly decided to reach over towards the rolled joint that jungkook had placed on your nightstand
however, you accidentally end up smacking the alarm clock that you have onto the floor
you can’t help but curse quietly
“what are you doing?” you hear jungkook’s voice
you clear your throat lightly
“waking you up obviously” you mumbled back to him
you grab the joint successfully, and light the end of it, inhaling it and passing it over to a half-asleep jungkook as you exhaled
“what time is it?” he turns to face you after blowing the smoke out of his mouth, passing it back to you
“i have no idea” you glanced down at your clock on the floor, seeing a few pieces scattered on the floor “i’m pretty sure i just broke my fucking clock.”
the rooms remains quiet as you and jungkook share the joint a few more times
“y/n” jungkook begins, “there are other ways you could’ve woken me up rather than breaking your clock”
you rolled your eyes and turn to face him
he continues, “you should have tried whispering something sweet in my ear….” he pauses, “like a compliment, and i probably would’ve been so shocked that i would’ve fell to the floor instead of your clock”
he teases you and smiles
you stare at him for what seems like forever before you turn away or you’d catch yourself smiling back at him
it happened more frequently where you found yourself smiling like an idiot at jungkook or where you both stared at each other longer than necessary
you had brought up the idea of being friends with benefits to jungkook months after you had broken up with your then boyfriend
to which of course, jungkook agreed
you wanted to avoid the aspects of a romantic relationships and yet…..
here you are….
jungkook was doing all these things to you and making you feel so many things
it kinda pissed you off the way he slowly made you fall for him
but you enjoyed the way you felt with him, it was familiar, like home
you smacked your lips together, “why would i even want to wake you up? it was quiet and peaceful up until now”
you turn to look over at him again, “plus you don’t annoy me half as much when you’re asleep”
and when jungkook pokes you on the side of your rib, you’re grinning and laughing
jungkook yawns and stretches his arms out and they accidentally brush against your own
“you would explode into pieces if you actually said something nice to someone”
you turn to look at him with a shocked face before he lets out a chuckle
“let’s see…” you begin, taking time to examine his face
“should i say something like oh my god jungkook, you have the most beautiful eyes i have ever seen?”
you nod your head slightly before looking away from him
“yeah but you have to actually mean it. otherwise it doesn’t work-”
you scoffed, “did it sound like i was joking?”
“wait… you actually meant that?” jungkook propped himself up to look at you
you shrug your shoulders
then you feel him poking you…. multiple times
“who are you and what have you done with the real y/n?” he says in between in each poke
“oh shut up!” you playfully smack him in the arm
and jungkook lays next to you again and smacks his lips together, “ah, there you are”
the two of you pass the remaining joint between each other until you decide to put it out
then you both fall into a comfortable silence, and you close your eyes to help you feel more relaxed
it’s not long until jungkook turned his head to face you, and now it’s his turn to study your face
and he thinks back to when you first decided to sleep with each other,
he thinks back to when you expressed to him the idea of having sex without kissing, claiming that it was “too intimate” and how that wasn’t what you were looking for
and well jungkook respected you so he doesn’t
but all he can focus on is your kissable lips
and he really wanted to kiss you
and if you were being completely honest, you have wanted to kiss jungkook for a while now
even in this moment, as you lay with your eyes closed and you can feel his eyes on you
you still want to kiss him
but kissing meant intimacy and closeness, and that’s what scared you
if you kissed jungkook the way you wanted to, then you couldn’t avoid how you felt for him
not too long goes by before you open your eyes and look over at jungkook, “what?”
jungkook clears his throat, “nothing. i’m just looking at you”
he keeps his mouth open, as if he’s debating on continuing his sentence, “i think i like you”
“and why would you do that?” you look back at him
to be quiet honest, you weren’t sure why jungkook stuck around with you
you weren’t dumb, you knew jungkook could find someone better to spend his days with
but he spends them with you, and yeah, sex is always amazing but you do more than that
you enjoy each others company, even if it’s doing the most random thing, like ordering in or watching movies with awful cgi
“you really don’t know?” jungkook asks you and he props himself on his elbows again and faces you
“well… let’s see, first of all, you ha-”
jungkook widens his eye when we feels your index finger pressed against his lips
you shake your head, “nope”
jungkook moves his head away from your finger, and shakes his head, “yeah i should’ve seen that coming”
“coming? oh you’ve seen that many times”
when you look at jungkook, he has a deadpanned face on his look and you can’t help but laugh
in the midst of your laughing outburst, jungkook speaks up
“no y/n, i was gonna say you have a big heart-“
his eyes are staring right at yours and you swear you can feel your heart begin to beat even faster than normal
“- and i know you put up this mean and grumpy front with other people but you can be really sweet when you want to and…even though you’ll never admit it, i know you care. you care about people. you care about me.”
he pauses, and you can tell he’s thinking of the right words to say
“you’re the only person that thinks the worst of yourself, y/n. and i just wish i could let you see yourself the way that i see you.”
………..
oh……..
you were truly at a loss for words.
his words affected you more than you would have wanted to admit
for a second, you had thought it was because he was high from the weed you both smoked but
you felt the sincerity in his voice
like he truly meant it.
and to be honest, you didn’t know how to respond back to him
jungkook seemed to have sense how you felt so he said nothing as well and laid back down next to you
the quietness that filled the room was what you need to gather your thoughts and process what you were gonna do next
jungkook began to wonder if he had did something wrong
“i’m sorry i shouldn’t have said anything, i can leave”
you can feel his side of the bed moving, but you sit up and place your hand on his chest, keeping him from moving
“don’t…. don’t go.” you whisper
“okay” he mumbled, and he placed his hand on yours
and you both stare at each other for what seems like eternity
before jungkook looks like he’s about to speak up again, you lift your leg over his body and straddle him
and you lean down to kiss him
he places one hand on your waist and the other one cups your faces as you fall into a deep and tender kiss
you could feel the kiss through your entire body
you pulled away first and looked at jungkook
and you looked at him in a way that made his heart skip a beat
you went to go lay back down next to jungkook, your fingers intertwining with his
jungkook speaks up, “we have to stop smoking so much weed.”
and you chuckle, “no we shouldn’t”
#bts writing#bts x reader#bts#bts au#jungkook imagines#jeon jungkook#jungkook x you#jungkook fanfic#jeon jungkook x reader#jungkook angst#jungkook au#jungkook fluff#jungkook drabble#jungkook x reader#jungkook#jungkook fic recs#bf!jungkook
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Gifts Welcome & Unwelcome | jjk
Gifts Welcome & Unwelcome
— Birthdays are quite troublesome, if you do say so yourself.
Word Count: 1,400
Content/s: romance, fluff so sweet (diabetics beware lol), happy birthday things (this was meant for HIS birthday but since that passed I had to make changes lol T-T), vampire gf enduring shit for her fav human, vaguely historical setting (1500s, Joseon), jk is an ambitious brat, hint of angst bc someone makes a brooding cliffhanger appearance in the end lol, Vampire AU
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader
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A/N: I CoME BACK FROM THE GRAVE TO GIVE Y’ALL THIS ONE!!! I had a massive burnout and one after the other, problems came coming in T-T buT ENOUGH EXCUSES, here’s the best I can cook up right now (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ I hope you guys enjoy!
𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓿 ◁ || ▷ 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽
Birthdays are quite troublesome, if you do say so yourself. Feasts, gifts, and invitations have to be taken in mind to make the special day worthwhile.
You stopped celebrating your name day decades ago, coming to an understanding that there was no point in celebrating such things when you've been given the curse of eternity. No more feasts, gifts, nor dressing up could get you to ever think of birthdays the same way, and an old acquaintance of yours found that notion agreeable.
“We're near untouchable now,” he had told you then. “Birthdays are for those who fear Death's visit at any moment.”
The faint feeling is still there in your mind though. Somewhere in the deep recesses of your memories lies the anticipation and excitement over life—memories collecting dust and housing cobwebs of wistful nostalgia.
You suppose your fellow vampire was right—the fleeting, much finite time of humans have always made them yearn for the littlest of festivities, made them huddle together just a little bit closer to fend off the cold cruelty of fate, and made them forget such fears for even just a fraction of a moment.
Now that you've subjected yourself to be among them, it couldn't be helped to indulge in the trouble, you suppose. This indulging, however, would not be for the village that was currently celebrating another birthday that had aligned with yours—the only son of the local scholar you heard. Some hunters had passed by your area the other day to catch a boar for a feast in his honor, forcing you to make haste in hiding the deer you had slain earlier in the morning.
You doubt they knew much else about you other than your name anyways.
Rather, you were doing it for him.
“Happy Birthday, jagi.”
Jeon Jungkook's smile would've made your heart skip a beat if it hadn't been undead for the past seventy years.
This damned boy.
The only one who had known about your birthday had gone to your door early in the morning, claiming he had a little surprise. You were forced to run to your room under the excuse of getting ready, slipping on a more decent change of clothes and, more importantly, an old ring your old acquaintance gave you to feel that faint rush of old, dark magic wash over you. Though still stinging, the sun that now shines down on your skin hurt a lot less than without the help of the ring on your finger.
Now, where were we?
Ah, his surprise.
It came in the form of a picnic, as it had turned out—one that showed a stunning view of the vast murky sea, the town not so far in the distance as well. The two of you eventually sit by the many boulders littered along the shoreline, among the worn blanket he had laid out and beneath the shade of clouds. You look at the human beside you. “You're the first person who's wished me that in a long time,” you idly tell Jungkook, smiling at him with a genuine fondness. Though birthdays still don't quite feel the same, it was the thought and effort that was stirring something within you. “Thank you, really.”
From your praise and smiles, Jungkook preens with pride of himself. “That's not all,” he then says as he leaned in with a grin barely masking his secretive mischief. “I got you something else, too!”
“Do you now?” you muse, in spite of knowing well. Of course, he always does.
The man fished something from his pocket, eager as ever. Not long after, a simple necklace of leather cord and cheap polished stone was revealed to you. It was a reddish stone with streaks of grey and white, barely the size of a coin yet a capsule of time all the same.
Watching as you look at the object you gingerly took from his hands, your lover flusters red. “It's not much, I know,” Jungkook is quick to say, sheepish and almost embarrassed of himself. “I'll get you a better one next time.”
At his words, your lips curve upwards. Ever the overachiever this one.
You've had your fair share of diamonds and other jewels tucked away somewhere of what is known to be Europe, many more riches kept by your kindred. In truth, you doubt that Jungkook will ever get his hands on anything better with his sailor salary, but the notion of his determination and devotion spurred your heart more than any other treasure could.
You lean forward and place a thankful kiss against his lips, hands coming forth to cup his cheeks. You feel him flinch at your cold touch but he soon settles to have his hands come and gently snake around your wrist. “You needn't have to get me anything more than you can get,” you tell him, moving to catch his gaze when he stubbornly looks away from you. “I love this all the same.”
His thumb draw circles on your skin, as his lips draw into a pout. “I want to give you the world,” he ardently declares, his bold ambition earning himself a light-hearted scoff.
Wanting was unnecessary, especially when the object of desire would be something that can't be done in such a short lifetime. “I don't want the world,” you affirm, sweetly bumping your cool forehead onto his and letting it rest there. “I want nothing else but peace and quiet,” you tell him, peering through your lashes with a smile. “And you.”
Such words were a praise that shot right through his very being but he recovers enough to pull you fully into his arms in a tight embrace. You nearly giggle at the feel of his veins pumping more blood to match the quickened pace of his heart.
Staying in Jungkook's arms by the cliffside felt simple enough, but it brought you more peace of mind than you could ever have without him. You stand by what you told him—peace, quiet, and Jungkook. Nothing more. Nothing less.
“Now,” you hear him clear his throat, “why don't we test the waters?”
Before you could fathom what exactly his words meant, you were hoisted in the air with the brute holding you running steadfast towards the crashing waves.
“Jungkook!”
Your squeals turned to laughter as you managed to cling onto him tight enough to make him catch himself amidst losing balance and second guess his plans of throwing you to sea, lest both of you get soaked to the bone. “You reckless oaf,” you tell him, arms still wound around his neck.
Jungkook simply grins down at you, the sea breeze blowing his locks to and fro. “Your reckless oaf,” he grins, let go of you and earning a shriek from your lips.
You manage to catch yourself, landing on your feet as Jungkook’s arms were at the ready of helping you balance. The water is cold as it laps at your calf, the skirt of your handbok now soaked and swaying with the waves.
Your half-hearted glare is met with a jovial grin, Jungkook’s arms circling around your waist to hold you close to him, and perhaps not splash the water his way. “Is it safe to say I’ve surprised you today?” he instead muses, making you playfully roll your eyes as the smile on your lips betray you.
It was then you saw it.
A figure in the distance, clad in black that nearly disappeared amidst the rocks and forest. In that instant, chills ran down your spine—not because of the cold, but because you knew exactly who it is.
Your acquaintance.
Your kindred.
Your old friend.
Kim Seokjin.
His name nearly fell from your lips in a hush dread, mouthed instead as if saying it aloud would bring upon some curse.
“What?”
Brought back to reality, you see Jungkook look in confusion. He didn’t seem to catch what you said, something you were quick to use to your advantage. “It’s nothing,” you assure him, glancing back to see Seokjin gone. “Today’s been pleasant,” you then say, to get both of your minds off of that little moment. “Thank you for everything.”
“Happy birthday,” Jungkook says, pressing a kiss between your brows you hadn’t noticed were still slightly furrowed. Under his touch, you let your eyes flutter close.
Happy Birthday—you hope it stays that way.
𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓿 ◁ || ▷ 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽
𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 : @mwitsmejk @dreamamubarak @bloodline1632 @younhakim29
#back at it again with vamp gf x human bf things#bts au#bts vampire au#bts writing#bts imagines#bts drabbles#bts angst#bts fluff#jeon jungkook x reader#bts jeon jungkook x reader#jeon jungkook imagines#jeon jungkook vampire au
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🐨🐰me before you au
#except nj didn't d-word#and jk doesn't have a bf#and they lived happily ever after#namkook#namkook fanart#namkook fic#namkook au#jungkook fanart#namjoon fanart#jeon jungkook#kim namjoon#illustration#anime#art#drawing#digital art#bts#bts ships#me before you#au#fanart
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Night After Night
Established relationship au
Pairing: Fuckboy bf! Jungkook x Reader
MINORS DNI
Genre: lovers to exes to exes to lovers, Mostly crack, fluff, and smut but a little bit of angst because I'm a bitch.
Words : 17.6k
Summary: "Show you what devotion is, deeper than the ocean is".... You broke up with your boyfriend because he couldn't let go of his fuckboy antiques now he's gonna win you back whatever it takes.
Warnings: Toxic relationships, Jungkook is the biggest red flag but we love him, SMUT [ ITS FILTHYYY, FINGERING, ORAL SEX (Both receiving), PENETRATIVE SEX ( Vaginal), UNPROTECTED SEX (Don't be stupid like Jungkook, please)].
A/n: This is unedited, no proof reading done.
*******
For the thousandth time this evening, you couldn't help but roll your eyes as you witnessed your boyfriend, once again, openly flirting with another girl in your presence. It wasn't as if he was unaware of your presence, and he wasn't doing it secretly behind your back either. He knew very well that you were right there, and the irony was that he was supposed to fetch you a drink when he stumbled upon a pair of boobs on the way.
'Baby, it will be fun,' he had said when he insisted on taking you to this party. Yet now, you found yourself sitting awkwardly on a filthy couch, uncomfortably witnessing two guys passionately making out while your so-called boyfriend indulged in flirting with the brunette, who had her hands all over his biceps. You could bet a million dollars that he was flexing them right now.
When you first met Jungkook in your college, he had the title of the biggest fuckboy of the campus and a snap score of 3 million, yes 3 million and if that's not the biggest red flag then what is? But despite the fuckboy behaviour he was a decent person. After trying (and succeeding) to get in your pants at the frat party you first met, he asked you out on a date. And of course you said yes. He gave you the full date experience, in fact it was one of the best dates you had in a while.
He took you to the movies and was respectful, keeping his hands to himself throughout the outing. During the date, he took care of you, ensuring you were well-fed and enjoyed yourself. Afterward, he even made the extra effort to drive you home in his own car, instead of that death ride he usually brings to college. He was so determined to show you that it wasn't just about sex that he didn't even insist on kissing you at your door, it was you who dragged him inside by his collar to fuck you senseless.
Jungkook surprised you, everyone else and himself when he asked you to be his girlfriend only after three dates. And he was really really sweet so you said yes. To show you how devoted he was to you and how he only had eyes for you he didn't even look at other girls let alone flirt with. But that only lasted for two months. Yes, once a fuckboy always a fuckboy. Although Jungkook remained faithful and never slept with anyone else or outright cheated on you, he still indulged in flirting and entertaining any other woman he found even remotely attractive.
Initially, you tried to dismiss it as harmless flirting, but as time went on, the situation became increasingly unbearable. The only thing preventing you from ending the relationship was the fact that he genuinely loved you. Jungkook proclaimed his love for you just three months into the relationship, whereas it took you more than six months to reciprocate those feelings.
You knew Jungkook loved you because he never failed to show you. God, the extremities that boy has gone to show you how much he loves you. One time he ran 12 miles to get to you because you sprained your ankle and was in the hospital and his car was stuck in traffic. Later he ended up fainting from exertion and you found yourself taking care of him instead. It was still really sweet gesture from him.
Once Jungkook managed to free himself from the other girl's company and arrived with a big smile and your favorite beer in hand, you promptly got up and headed towards the front door, leaving your boyfriend behind in confusion.
"Where are you going?" Jungkook asked, following you outside.
"Home." You were already ordering an uber.
"We are leaving already?"
"No, Jungkook. I am leaving already."
"But why? We were having fun."
"Again, no. You were having fun, I was just asked by two guys if I wanted to have a threesome."
"What guys?" Oh the hypocrisy.
"That's not the point JK," you finally snapped, turning to confront your boyfriend. "You're the one who dragged me to this pathetic party, and instead of being there with me, you spent 20 minutes flirting with some random chick."
"Baby, you know that was harmless."
"Again with that FUCKING EXCUSE."
"I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry, ok? You know I only have eyes for you. I don't even remember her name."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better? I'm leaving."
"Let me take you home, ok?"
"I already booked a ride."
"No, those things are dangerous at night. I'm not letting you leave in a cab," he insisted, without waiting for your reply he led you to the parking lot where his Harley was parked. Without any further protests, you let him firmly place your helmet on your head. Within just a month of dating, Jungkook had already arranged customised helmets for both of you as a couple. Though it might have seemed a bit tacky to some, it was his way of expressing a significant commitment, almost like a symbol of marriage in his eyes.
The ride was silent. Only him rubbing your thighs once in a while. You had time to think the whole ride. Contemplate every situation till now that has led up to this moment. Every time that he had flirted with other women and made you feel like shit, invisible. Every time he says 'oh but baby, at the end of the day I come back to you.' You have decided. You were done feeling like shit.
As the motorcycle came to a halt, you realized he had brought you to his place instead of your own. While you hadn't officially moved in together, it felt like you practically had, given the amount of time you spent there and the belongings you had at his place. The fact that he took you there didn't even surprise you; it was a place that felt like 'home' to both of you.
"Jungkook why'd you take me to your place. I said take me home."
"This is home, baby." He said helping you off his bike and taking off both of your helmets. "Let's just go upstairs and talk this out, then I'll make you cum and we'll go to sleep."
The short elevator ride to the upstairs apartment felt much longer, with neither of you uttering a word. As you entered and took off your jackets, you let out a sigh. The impending conversation was something you had been dreading, but you knew there was no other option; it had to be done. The atmosphere was heavy with tension as you prepared to address the issues that had been bothering you.
"Jungkook."
"Baby." He mocked your tone.
"Sit down." You pointed at the couch.
"Is this an intervention?" He asked with a grin.
"Just sit." He followed your order and stared at you with those big doe eyes that stopped you from breaking up with him until now. "I love this POV. Your tits look amazing."
"Jungkook, be serious."
"Why, do you keep calling me Jungkook. It's Koo and Baby for you."
Ignoring the comment you continued with your speech.
"Jungkook... I, I don't think this is working anymore." You said.
"What is not working? Baby, we're fine."
"No we're not. I've been waiting for you to grow out of this...fuckboy phase but it's been three years, Jungkook and you still haven't changed. It's even worse now."
"Come on, is this about Ally?"
"So you do remember her name."
"Does it matter? It was just some harmless flirting, I swear. I even told her I have a girlfriend."
"Oh, I'm so flattered," you retorted, the sarcasm evident in your voice, which seemed to annoy him slightly. Your frustration and displeasure were clear, as you couldn't overlook the impact of his behavior on your feelings.
"Look, what am I supposed to do? Stop talking to women? Is that what you want?"
"Oh my god, do you not see?" you exclaimed, your emotions pouring out. "You entertain them and flirt with them, and it makes me feel terrible, Jungkook. I'm your girlfriend, yet you don't even bother to introduce me to these women. And you call it harmless flirting? What about this?" You pulled out a piece of paper from his front pocket, confronting him with evidence of his actions.
"I had no idea she slipped it in my pocket."
"I saw you take it from her."
"But I was not going to call. I swear, baby. You know I would never. I only took that so-"
"So what? So she would wait around the whole night for you to call? That's even worse."
"Babe, look. I'm sorry. I'll do anything you want me to do. I made a mistake and I won't do it again, I promise. I swear on it."
"You don't have to. You can call her if you want to. We are done here," you declared firmly, your decision made. His eyes widened in response to your decisive words, realizing the gravity of the situation.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that I'm breaking up with you, Jungkook. It's just not working for me anymore. I'm so tired of your behavior," you expressed with a heavy heart. He was now on his knees before you, tears welling up in his eyes but not yet streaming down his cheeks. Despite the pain, you knew that ending the relationship was the best decision for your well-being and emotional health.
"No no, baby, no. We are not breaking up."
"No. Jungkook we're done."
"No."
"What do you mean no? This is not how it works."
"I'll be better, ok? I promise. Please don't break up with me. I can't live without you. Please. I'll do anything you want. I'll prove it to you." The tears were falling down now. And as much as it hurt to watch him cry you were going to stand firm on your decision. "Let me make it up to you, baby. Please." When his shaking lips made contact with yours you couldn't push him away. One last time wouldn't hurt right? Maybe you'll give him this one last time. God knows he needed this. You needed this.
So you let him. Didn't stop him when he picked you up and took you to yo- his bedroom, Laid you down on his bed, undressed you. You didn't stop him when he kissed down your body, brought you to your high with his mouth. You let him love you one last time.
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Breaking up with Jungkook had been difficult, and it's been a week since then. The impact of the breakup weighed heavily on you as well, despite your decision being the right one. You cared deeply for him, though maybe not to the same extreme extent as he did for you, it seemed his love for you bordered on being overly intense and possibly unhealthy.
The breakup had also left you feeling deeply saddened and missing him greatly. However, the impact on Jungkook was even more profound, and describing it as devastating would be an understatement. The next day, as you began getting ready to leave, you noticed Jungkook gazing at you with a lost and vulnerable expression, like a bewildered bunny. It was heartbreaking to witness, and you had to gently remind him that you had broken up with him the night before. The pain of the breakup was evident in his eyes, and it made the situation even more challenging for both of you.
"But, baby we had sex."
"Sex doesn't fix everything, Jungkook. I'm still breaking up with you. It was goodbye sex."
Jungkook was frantic when he realised you were serious about the breakup. Begged you to stay but you had already made up your mind.
Seeing the overwhelming number of missed calls and text messages from your ex-boyfriend, you let out a sigh. Despite the breakup, he was persistently trying to reach out to you, with all the messages saying almost the same thing. While you believed that blocking someone was immature and didn't want to stoop to that level, his relentless badgering was becoming too much to handle. If he continued this behavior, you might eventually have no choice but to block him on your contacts and social media platforms.
As your phone blared for the 58th time, your coworkers shot glares in your direction, clearly annoyed by the constant interruptions. Feeling apologetic, you flashed them a smile and finally picked up the phone.
"I swear to god, Jungkook. I will block you if you don't stop calling me."
"Baby-"
"No, Jungkook. No baby. We broke up remember?"
"You broke up with me, I never accepted it. You're still my baby."
"Jungkook I'm serious. Stop calling me. I will block you."
"You won't."
"Try me."
"Come outside?"
"What? Kook, I'm not home."
"I know. I'm outside your office. They won't let me in."
"Yes I told them not to. What are you doing here? Jungkook you have a job too, you know that right?"
"I know. But it's not important right now."
"Not important right now? That's your only source of income." You reminded him, resting your forehead on your hand.
"I don't care. What will I do with the money if you're not with me?"
"Pay your bills?"
"Come outside. I wanna see you."
"I can't. I already had my lunch break. Look, Jungkook, just go back home, ok? Don't do this to yourself. I'm hanging up. Don't call me again or I will block you." You ended the call without waiting for a reply, and the calls finally stopped, but the messages persisted. Deciding it was necessary for your peace of mind, you muted his contact to temporarily shield yourself from the continuous messages.
It was 4 hours later you were exiting the office building with your coworkers when one of them pointed something out.
"Is that Jungkook?" Sherry said and you turned your attention to where she was pointing, and to your surprise, there was Jungkook sitting on one of the benches just outside the building. He stood up with a hopeful smile and waved at you as you approached. His unexpected appearance caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions at seeing him again after the breakup.
"You guys go. I'll talk to him."
As your coworkers questioned if you were okay, you gave a simple nod to reassure them. However, you couldn't hide the glare in your eyes as Jungkook approached you. The mix of emotions inside you was evident, but you tried your best to maintain composure in front of your colleagues.
"What are you still doing here, Kook?"
"Well you told me not to call you again and your guard wouldn't let me in so I had no other option."
"Yes you did. You had the option to go home."
"But I wanted to see you." Oh god it was frustrating. You are not even surprised that he's acting like a child. He has always been like this, nagging and pestering until you give him what he wants. You are actually more surprised by the fact that he waited a whole week before showing up at your workplace.
"So what you just wait here for 4 hours?"
"No .. 8 hours. I've been here since morning."
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"
"No. Ask your guards. We are friends now." You closed your eyes to calm yourself.
You spoke with concern in your voice, realizing that Jungkook's actions were not healthy for him. "Jungkook, this is not healthy… Why are you doing this to yourself?" you asked, genuinely worried about the toll the breakup was taking on him. You understood that he was struggling with the situation, but his continuous attempts to contact you were not helping anybody.
"Baby, I'll do anything to prove to you that I want you back."
You expressed firmly, "That's not going to change anything. We are not getting back together." You reiterated your stance, hoping he would come to accept it and eventually find a way to move forward.
"You're saying that now."
"No. My answer is not going to change." He looked unconvinced. "At least tell me you ate something?" a small smile crept across your face as you heard his stomach loudly grumble in response to your question. You decided to set aside your differences momentarily and focus on making sure he was okay in the present moment.
"You still care about me?" Of course you still cared about him. You didn't break up with him because you don't love him anymore, you broke up because he was an asshole and you realised he was never going to change. And you have to keep reminding yourself that. He's never going to change.
"Where's your bike?"
"I didn't bring it. I don't like riding without you holding me."
"Did you bring your car at least?"
"I walked."
"You walked?"
"I figured that when you come back to me, we'd have to deal with the hassle of taking both of our cars back home and riding separately, which I didn't want to go through. So, I decided to walk instead."
"You're unbelievable." He just smiled at you as if it was a compliment. All you wanted was to go home, miss him to death and cry yourself to sleep while holding his old shirt. Was it too much to ask?
His stomach grumbled again. As if asking you to feed him. Jungkook knew he was not only torturing himself but you as well. Was this his strategy? Annoy you back in his arms?
"Fine. Let's go?"
"Are you taking me home?"
"No. I'm taking you to eat something."
"Then you're taking me home so I can fuck some sense into you and we can get past this?"
"You know what? I'm leaving. Die starving."
"No I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please feed me."
Despite your current feelings of frustration and hurt towards Jungkook, you chose to bring him to your home that night. It wasn't for any romantic reasons or to give in to his demands. Instead, you prepared a home-cooked meal for him, knowing that he likely hadn't been eating well, surviving on ramen, cereal, and a whole lot of alcohol. And you couldn't let him go to sleep hungry, so you set aside your emotions and cared for him, making sure he had a satisfying and enjoyable meal.
*******
"You know you can't take him back right? He's very toxic for you."
On that Sunday evening, you and your best friend, Jimin, had a movie night planned to lift your spirits. The hot topic of discussion was none other than Jeon Jungkook. Unlike the rest of your friends from college who always cheered for your relationship with Jungkook, Jimin was the only one who never rooted for you two. He had always expressed his concerns about Jungkook, labeling him as toxic, and reminding you that you deserved better. Back in college, you used to get upset with him, feeling he was always negative. Ironically, as time passed, you realized that Jimin was the only one who consistently stuck by your side, while your other friends became distant.
"I know I know. But you should have seen his face, Jimin. I felt like I kicked a puppy."
"So you just took him back to your place?"
"Only to feed him, I kicked him out after, I swear."
"Really?" Jimin asked, keenly observing the guilty expression on your face. He had an uncanny ability to detect when you were lying, almost like a human lie detector. You knew you couldn't hide anything from him, and in this moment, you couldn't escape his discerning gaze.
"Ok, fine, He did stay longer than I initially said," you admitted, knowing that Jimin could see through your attempt to hide the whole truth. His raised eyebrow made it clear that he was onto you. You confessed, knowing you couldn't keep anything from your perceptive friend. "We might have had sex on the kitchen counter... And the couch... And my bedroom. But I swear that's it. I'm not lying, I kicked him out and told him it was a mistake right after. Didn't even wait till morning."
The way Jimin said your name almost made you hide out of shame. "You can't retaliate. What happened to 'we are never getting back together'? Taylor Swift will be very disappointed in you."
"I know. I know, it was wrong. It was just a moment of weakness. I swear to god it won't happen again."
Feeling guilty and conflicted after Jungkook left, you realized he might have misunderstood, thinking there was still a chance but you were still determined to not give him another one. You knew you shouldn't have done what you did that night but God did it feel good. You knew for a fact that Jungkook had already ruined you sexually for any other men or your hands or even your vibrator. You tried doing it three times after breaking up with him but not once could you bring yourself to orgasm. You just gave up after the third time, just accepted the fact that you're not going to have an orgasm ever again. People live without having orgasms right?
That is why, when Jungkook stood so close to you last night, your body seemed to betray your intentions, and you found it hard to resist him. The lingering emotions and history between you both created a pull that was difficult to ignore.
As you cleaned up the kitchen after feeding Jungkook, you hoped he would leave soon. Knowing his tendencies, you knew he would try to sneak into your bed if you went to sleep while he was still there. So, you waited for the right moment to gather enough courage to kick him out. However, Jungkook had different plans in mind. Sneaking up behind you, he cornered you against the kitchen island, catching you by surprise. The close proximity left you heavy breathed and questioning your own decision.
In the heat of the moment, everything felt like a blur, and you couldn't recall who initiated the first move or who kissed whom first. It all happened so quickly. One second he was thanking you for the dinner, and the next, he was kissing you passionately, pulling you into the moment so deeply that you momentarily forgot about the complexities of your situation. You only remember how you were so desperate that neither of you even bothered undressing completely before he thrusted deep into you on that kitchen counter. You only remember cumming as he carried you to the couch and you rode him there. You only remember him slowly laying you down on your bed and making love to you.
"You're right, Jimin. I need to be stronger. I can't let him get to me like this. You know what? Next time, I'm not even going to look at his way if he shows up."
"Yes, that's the spirit. Ignore him like all those times he ignored you while flirting with that girl from the boba place." The expression of your face immediately turned sour after hearing his words. "I'm sorry. Too soon?" You only nodded in response.
"I can't believe I kept giving him chances after chances for so long. I should've listened to you in the first place; guys like Jungkook never change," you admitted, feeling regretful for not heeding Jimin's advice earlier. Reflecting on the past, you realized that you had been hopeful that Jungkook would change, but now you understood that some people's behaviors remain consistent despite the chances they are given.
"It's still not too late." As if on cue, there were a series of knocks on your front door, and you knew all too well who it was. The familiarity of Jungkook's knocking left you feeling a mix of emotions. Gosh, was it pathetic that you could tell Jungkook from the way he knocks? "Did you order something?" Jimin asked, raising an eyebrow as he noticed the look on your face.
"No. It's Jungkook."
"How do you know."
"I know." The knocks grew more impatient.
"Should we not open the door?"
"No. Let's ignore him." You said turning up the volume of your tv.
"Baby, did you change the locks? My key's not working." Instead of asking Jungkook to give back your keys you had settled for the less agonizing option and got your locks changed.
"Let's just pretend that we're not home," you suggested to your best friend. Hoping to avoid any confrontation, you both waited until the knocks finally stopped after what seemed like five minutes. Relieved, you thought your plan had worked, and you both resumed watching the movie. Unbeknownst to you, your ex-boyfriend had other plans and was determined to come inside some other way if you didn't let him in.
Jungkook had never been one to give up easily, whether it was in sports, academics, or winning back his girlfriend. He was determined to do whatever it took to have you back in his arms. Realizing his mistakes, he was now ready to redeem himself. Jungkook had heard about grand romantic gestures that people used to prove their love, and he was determined to do the same for you. Some people run through airports to stop the love of their life, while others write a hundred letters to confess their love. In Jungkook's case, he was willing to risk his life and climb seven floors to reach you, showing the depth of his determination to make things right.
Both you and Jimin were startled as the silence was broken by loud knocks on your bedroom window. The sudden sound startled both you and Jimin as you looked at each other thinking the other might have the answer.
"Is that-?" Jimin couldn't even finish his sentence before you swiftly got up and ran towards your bedroom. It was indeed Jungkook hanging outside your bedroom window.
"Oh my god, Jungkook, are you fucking kidding me?" You quickly opened the windows, concerned that he might fall and get seriously hurt. Jimin followed you to your bedroom and raised his eyebrows at the scene in front of him. You were screaming at Jungkook while he tried to explain himself, hanging from the window.
"This is what I've always been talking about," you continued in frustration, "You always act like a fucking child, doing ridiculous things to get your way. It's just ridiculous. You can't always get whatever you want by pulling stunts like this. You could seriously get injured, you seem to have no regard for yourself or anyone else. I'm so fuc-"
"Dude, what the hell are you doing?"
"None of your business. I want to talk to my girlfriend."
"Ex girlfriend."
"I said none of your business."
"Seriously, what the hell are you doing?" This time it was you asking, exasperated, as Jungkook continued to hang from the flimsy pipe outside your window. The precarious situation he put himself in only added to your frustration and concern.
"You weren't opening the door, what was I supposed to do?"
"NOT CLIMB UP THE FUCKING WALL LIKE A CREEP?"
"Can I please come in now? I don't think I can hold on to this pipe much longer." You and Jimin quickly helped the boy inside.
"Chim, can you please wait outside? I need to talk to him," you requested, and Jimin obliged, but not before warning Jungkook not to try anything or he would kick his ass. Jimin might have been smaller than your ex in size but damn that man can fight. With Jimin gone, you turned your attention back to Jungkook, ready to confront him about his reckless behavior and demand some answers.
"Care to explain yourself?"
"Baby, I miss you. So fucking much. You have no idea."
"This is insane. You have to know you're crossing a line, Jungkook. Not only are you acting like a fucking child, you're also putting your own life in danger."
"I know, I know I'm acting crazy. But how else do I show you how much you mean to me."
"Jungkook, if I meant to you that much you wouldn't make me feel like a shit in the first place."
"And I am sorry about that. I promise to be better, I wouldn't look at another woman ever again."
"Do you realize how many times we've had this conversation? It's too many, Jungkook," you expressed, "You always say the same things, but then you repeat the same mistakes all over again. I can't keep going back to you; it's just not healthy for either of us," you firmly stated, making it clear that you were determined to break this cycle and move on from the relationship.
"Baby, pl-" he walked closer to you only for you to back away.
"And you need to stop acting like this. You can't always act on impulse, you could've seriously hurt yourself."
"It's nothing. It's not that high anyway."
"It's seven floors."
"Actually, 8. I miscalculated, and well, you might wanna avoid Mrs. Katz for a while," Jungkook admitted with a hint of amusement in his voice. Despite the seriousness of the situation, you couldn't help but laugh a little at his confession. Oh how much he had missed your laugh, he has always told you that you have the most beautiful laugh he has ever heard and to go without hearing it for more than a week? It's just torture.
"You have to leave."
"At least let-"
"No. Jungkook please, I can't do this. Not right now. You have to go," you said running your hands through your hair. "I miss you too, I really do. You have to understand that this is hard for me as well. And you doing all these things is not making anything easier. So please, for me, just leave." A single drop of tear fell down your left eye, you didn't have it in you anymore to back away as he walked toward you.
"Fine, I'll go now. But I won't stop," he declared, stopping right in front of you. "I won't stop until you realize that you're the one that I want. I won't stop until I convince you that you're the one for me, and I love you more than anything in this world. I'm not giving up on you, on us, baby. I don't care how long it takes, I'll beg you every day if I have to, but I won't stop until you come back to me."
His words were sincere, and you could see the determination in his eyes. A part of you desperately wanted to give in, to feel his embrace again, but you were also afraid. Afraid of going through the same cycle, afraid of getting hurt again. The conflict between your heart and mind was tearing you apart as you stood there, facing the man you still loved, but uncertain of what to do next.
He leaned closer, and you instinctively closed your eyes, expecting a kiss, but instead, you felt a light brush of his lips against your forehead. His touch was gentle, his thumbs wiping away your tears, and his lips seemingly kissing the tension away. He stayed like that for a few seconds, leaving you with mixed emotions as he showered you with affection. And with that, he left, not sparing a glance at the man in your living room. As he walked away, you couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions, torn between the love you still held for him and the need to protect yourself from potential heartache.
Like a good friend, Park Jimin didn't ask you any questions. He simply held you close, providing a comforting embrace as you sniffed against his chest all night.
*******
It's been almost a week since that conversation you had with Jungkook in your bedroom, and it's now apparent that you have a stalker. He's been following you around like a lost puppy for the better part of the week. At first, it was annoying, and you had frequent arguments with him about his behavior. But as the days passed, you've grown somewhat accustomed to his presence. Now, you mostly ignore him as he follows you around the city, giving him only the occasional side-eye before continuing with your daily routine.
Jungkook's constant presence has become both annoying and puzzling. You're not sure how he manages to track your every move or who leaked your information to him, but he seems to be everywhere. If you were riding the subway he was there sitting across you, if you were in a bar with your friends he was there scaring away all the guys that approached you, even when you were on office lunches he was sitting two tables away smiling at you. If it was anyone else it would have been creepy and you would hand them to the police but with Jungkook, sure it was annoying but also... Cute?
Sometimes he approaches you to say something or brings you flowers, while other times he simply waves at you from a distance or quietly observes you while you talk to your friends at a restaurant, much like he is doing now.
"Not to alarm you or anything but there's a really really hot but kinda creepy guy has been following us for 20 minutes now, I'm guessing more but I have only noticed him for 20," Mia was new in the city and in your office, she was also one of your only colleagues who has never seen Jungkook or didn't know who he was. Today you have taken Mia out for lunch and to show her around the city like she so politely asked you a few days ago.
"Don't look right now, but he's standing across the street, and he's looking right at you," Mia whispered, her tone laced with concern. "Should we lead him to the police station?"
Her words of concern brought a chuckle from you, which seemed to confuse Mia. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on you, as Jungkook's persistent presence had become a bizarre and somewhat amusing part of your daily life. While Mia saw him as a potential threat, you couldn't help but find his actions, however creepy they might be, somewhat endearing. You assured Mia that you could handle the situation and that there was no need to involve the police.
You turned around to see Jungkook holding a roughly wrapped bundle of sunflowers and waving at you as soon as your eyes met. Of course you didn't bother to wave back.
"Don't worry, he's... he's harmless."
"Do you know that guy?"
"Yeah... Well it wouldn't sound very good if I say it. He's my ex boyfriend."
"Oh my god. Is he stalking you? Shouldn't you report him or something?"
"Oh no, no. Like I said, Jungkook is very harmless. To others… Very harmful for himself, though," you added with a mix of concern and amusement as Jungkook clumsily ran to cross the street, narrowly avoiding getting hit by a car in the process.
As you and Mia continued walking, she looked back and forth between you and Jungkook, clearly unsure of how to react in this unusual situation. You could understand her confusion, as dealing with Jungkook's persistent presence was not something you had ever expected to be a part of your daily routine.
Jungkook finally spoke up when he got closer, saying, "I know you saw me."
"Then you must know that I'm ignoring you."
"You look gorgeous." The simple compliment caused a blush to creep up from your neck, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter of warmth in response to Jungkook's words.
"I know."
"Babe, talk to me. Then I won't bother you the whole day. I promise." Jungkook's plea made you stop in your tracks, and even the girl beside you seemed surprised by your response, as you decided to give him a moment to talk.
"Fine. Talk," you said, crossing your arms over your chest, clearly signaling your skepticism but still willing to hear him out.
"Uhhh..." Jungkook hesitated, caught off guard by your willingness to listen. He struggled to find the right words, unsure of what to say beyond the usual apologies and expressions of missing you.
"These are for you." He said offering you the sunflowers. "You love them."
"You remember that?" It was surprising honestly, you weren't expecting Jungkook to remember some minute detail you mentioned in the passing.
What's more surprising is that Jungkook's eyes not once has drifted to the girl standing awkwardly beside you. To simply say that Mia was beautiful would be the understatement of the century. She was one of the most gorgeous women you've ever laid eyes on and had the body of a goddess. Honestly she made you doubt your sexuality for a second so the fact that Jungkook didn't even spare a glance at her was really surprising. Probably because he knows you'd be watching him like a hawk if he did but still, it's progress right?
"I do."
"By the way, this is Mia. My new colleague. Mia, this is Jungkook, my boyfrie...ex-boyfriend," you corrected yourself, catching Jungkook's reaction as his face seemed to brighten momentarily at your slip.
"I would say nice to meet you if you weren't being creepy and stalking us."
"He wasn't stalking us," you said, feeling a sudden urge to defend Jungkook, even though you were trying to keep your distance from him. "Stalking is a form of harassment, and I do not feel even slightly harassed by this man. He knows me and he wanted to talk to me, so he followed me here. You have no right to call him a stalker." Both Jungkook and Mia seemed taken aback by your strong defense of him.
"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't know-"
"It's okay. Actually, there's the restaurant. I already made a reservation under my name. You should go in; I'll catch up with you in a sec," you said and Mia gave you a polite smile before walking towards the restaurant. As she left, you turned back to Jungkook and noticed his gaze fixed on you. There was no ogling of her ass as she walked away. Progress, you thought to yourself.
"What are you smiling at?"
"I love you." He said giving you those lovestruck puppy eyes.
"Shut up."
"You really do look gorgeous today," Jungkook said, and you couldn't help but look down at your simple outfit—a plain beige shirt and brown work pants. He thinks you look gorgeous in this boring ass outfit? You didn't think there was anything special about it. "You really do," he insisted. "I'm not just saying it to kiss up to you."
"What do you wanted to talk about?" you asked, brushing off his compliment and getting back to the point.
"You left some stuff at the apartment. They seem important. If you want I can bring them back to your place... or you can come by. Anytime." Your heart did drop a little. He wants you to pick your stuff up from his apartment? What happened to I'll try as long as it takes? Sure you're planning on getting those back anyway but hearing him say that... hurts a little.
"I can come pick them up. If you're around tonight. I'll also bring your key, I still have it." Why did saying it felt so official?
"Yeah cool..."
*******
Oh god it was so not cool. Jungkook was freaking the fuck out. The reality was sinking in, and it was not cool at all. You were going to pick up your stuff, and it felt like the official end was approaching. Until now, it felt like a temporary fight, where he could apologize and you'd come back to him. But now, it felt like a real breakup, and it was hitting him hard.
"Why the fuck did I have to say that? WHY THE FUCK? I'm such a fucking tool. I could have said anything, literally anything and what did I say? Pick your stuff up from my apartment. Why the fuck didn't I just get hit by that damn car instead?"
"Kook, calm down."
"What the fuck you mean calm down? She's gonna be here in two hours or something and she's gonna take the last pieces of her from this apartment and my miserable life and then she's gonna move on while I'll probably die alone because I can't ever love anybody as much as I love her." By the end of his rant all three of his hyungs were looking at him with mouth hung open.
"Bro, you've got issues."
"You think?" Jungkook sarcastically asked as he paused his pacing around the living room for a moment. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok, Jungkook's best friends, were gathered around him in the living room as the youngest ranted to them for an hour. Jungkook had called them as soon as he got back to his apartment, seeking their help to salvage the remaining pieces of his love life. True to their friendship, they all showed up within an hour. However, so far, none of them had been even slightly helpful, and Jungkook was now two bottles of wine down.
"Here's an idea," Hoseok offered. "Don't open the door when she comes here, she's gonna think you invited her and forgot, hence she can't take her stuff." All three men looked at Hoseok.
"Yes, Kook. And punch her dog while you're at it." Namjoon scoffed.
"At least I'm giving some advice. You guys are useless."
"Yes, Hobi hyung. And I appreciate that. But she already has a key she's just gonna get in and take her stuff and leave."
Yoongi finally broke his silence, offering his perspective. "You know what, JK? If she can't already see the efforts, maybe she's not worth it. You already spent a week following her around like a puppy, and she doesn't have the decency to acknowledge your efforts?" His words held a hint of frustration, clearly disappointed in your lack of response to Jungkook's attempts to win you back.
"She has every right to be mad at me. I was a horrible boyfriend. A week is nothing, even if it takes a year I'm still gonna try to do everything I can. And what efforts? All I've done is stalk her around, probably even made her uncomfortable."
"I agree with Yoongi, Jungkook. Maybe it's a sign that you should consider moving on," Namjoon gently suggested, feeling sympathy for his young friend. He had never seen Jungkook so frustrated and heartbroken before; usually, he has always been the life of the party, bringing joy to everyone around him. Witnessing him like this was truly disheartening.
"No, you guys don't understand. I love her. You know why I was always carefree about the future? Because I always knew it was her, I don't care what I do or what I am as long as its with her. She's it for me and I want her by my side for my whole life. I want to be hers more than I want to be anything. I want children, I want a dog, I want a marriage, I want everything with her and if she's not in the future I don't know what I am anymore. I don't know who I am without her." Jungkook's monologue has left everyone speechless and in awe.
"Dude you wanna get married? I never pegged you to be the one to get married?"
"Not right away but in the future, yes. Only if it's to her tho. I don't want anyone else."
"Wow... Never thought Jeon Jungkook would have children in his future." Yoongi knew him the longest and all through his fuckboy phase so it was hardest to digest for Yoongi.
"Well not anymore. The mother of my children wants a divorce."
"Did you say all that to her?" asked Namjoon.
"What?"
"That little speech you just gave? Does she know all that?"
"No... I guess we never got to talk about all those things. I realised all this after the break up anyway."
"Then tell her. Tell her everything you just said, exactly how you said it."
It was easier said than done. You arrived with a knock on his door an hour after the boys left. An hour which Jungkook spent cleaning every surface of his apartment so you wouldn't notice how pathetic his life has gotten after you left.
Upon seeing you walk into his apartment, Jungkook's mouth went dry. He couldn't help but notice how effortlessly beautiful you looked, even in the simplest of outfits. He still has no idea how you manage to look so beautiful in the dullest outfits ever. Your dress modestly covered your legs, and your top had a conservative neckline, not even a hint of cleavage was seen yet you still managed to radiate a captivating charm.
You were also wearing little to no makeup. He did not want to be one of those boyfriends who bragged about their girlfriends looking pretty without makeup but if it was a compitition he'd win. If situations was different he would have made a joke about you going to the church but he stops himself.
"You want some wine?" Jungkook asked.
"Sure. Did you clean the place?"
"Uh...oh yeah. Just a little." He replied pouring wine in two glasses and brought them out to you. You had to mentally remind yourself that this wasn't a romantic date; you were just here to pick up your belongings. Being back in his apartment after such a long time stirred up mixed emotions, and you couldn't help but feel your heart racing.
You took a sip of the wine, only to find it tasted terrible, and you immediately spit it out, making a disgusted face.
"Oh my god, is this the wine we tried making at home?"
"Yes."
"It's awful," you said, both of you bursting into laughter. "Oh my god, why do you still have this? Throw it out, it's literally trash."
"Nah… I like it sometimes… it goes well with that cheese you tried making," he said with a playful grin, recalling a failed culinary experiment from your past. The two of you shared a knowing look, the memories of your shared moments flooding back.
"Noooo that's disgusting... I can't believe you still eat that." You continued laughing. Ok focus, you're not here to have fun.
"Only sometimes... when I miss you." He said and your laughs stopped. "Baby I-"
"So? Where is all my thing?" You ask, completely ignoring the nickname.
"I'm sorry I didn't pack anything." Because I don't want to let you go. "Some of your clothes are still in the laundry room. We can start there." You headed to the compact laundry room, which was conveniently connected to his bathroom. Jungkook trailed behind you in silence as you began sifting through the sizable laundry baskets, searching for your clothes among the various items.
The atmosphere was a mix of awkwardness and nostalgia. Memories of the times you spent together flooded your mind as you touched the familiar fabrics. You tried your best to focus on the task at hand and not get lost in emotions that might cloud your judgment.
"Koo, you mixed up the dirty and clean basket again," you said, using the old nickname almost instinctively. Jungkook's ears perked up, and he couldn't help but notice the fondness in your voice as you gently pointed out his little mistake.
"Did I?"
"Yeah. Blue one is for the dirty laundry, and the white one is for the washed clothes. You mixed them all up, and now you'll have to wash 'em again," you said, teasingly holding up a definitely used Calvin Klein underwear from the clean laundry basket. It felt oddly domestic, and a sense of nostalgia washed over you. Part of you wanted to spend a little more time just doing this with him, the way you used to when you were together.
"Did you try washing my clothes?" You asked picking up your white, well now pink t shirt with your hands.
"I wanted to do something nice."
"That's sweet of you, but there's a reason I told you not to do the laundries. I do the laundries and you do…" You paused, catching yourself before you continued talking as if you were still a couple. It was a slip, and you needed to remind yourself of the reality. You were here to pack your clothes and leave, not to discuss how to divide chores between couples.
"Well you're not here anymore. So I do the laundries and I do the dishes."
"Right... I'll seperate my clothes and then pack them." As you started sorting through the clothes, memories flooded back when your hands grabbed a certain grey t-shirt. Tears welled up in your eyes, that t-shirt held significant meaning in your relationship. It was the first time you stayed at Jungkook's place, and he had given you that t-shirt to wear. You loved it so fucking much that you still wore it often. It represented a sweet and intimate moment between the two of you. Despite the emotions it stirred, you simply placed the t-shirt in his pile of clothes.
"What are you doing? That's your t shirt." He picked it up to put it back in your pile.
"No, it's yours."
"Yes but I gave it to you because you love it."
"Well we're not a couple anymore so I'm giving it back. How are we supposed to move on if-"
"Why are you so fixated on that?"
"On what?"
"On moving on." This was the first time after the break up you were seeing a glimmer of anger in Jungkook's eyes as he walked around the counter to come to your side.
"Well we have to move on, don't we? We can't keep living in the past."
"It's not the past yet. I still love you and you still love me. And don't you fucking say that you don't. Because you do."
"Well it doesn't matter. Love is not enough to work a relationship, Jungkook. We are not compatible."
"And who decided that? You? You suddenly know everything about compatibility?"
"Can't you see? We are fucking fighting over a fucking t shirt."
"No it's not about a t-shirt, we are fighting over the fact that you're giving up on our 3 years relationship so easily like it meant nothing to you."
"Easily? Do you think any of this is easy for me, Jungkook? Do you think I just want to fucking break your heart because I just want to give up? Do you have any idea how much courage it took for me to fucking walk into this apartment just to walk out for your life?"
"Well you could have fooled me. It sure as hell look like you don't give a flying fuck about us right now?"
"I don't give a fuck? How dare you say that? I have given the most fucks about this relationship out of the two of us." Your voices raised in intensity as you found yourselves in close proximity, chests nearly touching, and only a few inches of space between your faces. Despite the heated argument, you couldn't help but notice how his chest was heaving from all the emotions, and how strikingly handsome he looked tonight.
Jungkook was so angry that he had no idea what he was saying anymore. He was just venting his frustration and shouting whatever came to mind in the heat of the moment. But your mind had drifted away from deciphering his words. Instead, you found yourself fixated on his lips, the way the little freckle moved up and down with his lips, and how his hands gestured frantically as he tried to make his point. The intensity of the moment seemed to fade away, and you were lost in the small details that had once been so familiar to you.
"You know what? You're such a hypocrite. You've nagged me all this time for not making efforts, and now you don't even acknowledge any of them. Do you have any idea how cruel you are-?" Unlike last time, this time you remember who made the first move. You took him by surprise, grabbing his gray hoodie to pull him closer. It was you who pulled him down and pressed his lips against your own. The kiss was intense, filled with a mixture of frustration, love, and longing. In that moment, all the pent-up emotions seemed to find release, and you found yourself melting into each other's embrace, at least for a brief moment.
Jungkook doesn't know what the hell took over you, but he sure as hell wasn't complaining. No. It only took him a mere second to acknowledge the situation, but once he did, his arms were already around your waist, pulling you closer than physically possible. The intensity of the moment, the rush of emotions, it all felt overwhelming and right at the same time. The world seemed to fade away as you both embraced, holding on tightly to each other as if afraid to let go. It was a moment of surrender, a moment of pure vulnerability, and for that moment, everything else ceased to exist.
The silent laundry room filled up with the sound of lips smacking each other. And both of you trying to breath between your kisses. Kissing Jungkook has always been a treat in itself, you have had your fair share of lovers before Jungkook but none of them had ever kissed you like he did. Kissing with them was always sort of a task that you would have to go through until both of your clothes were off but not with him. With him kissing itself was such an amazing experience, you could and you had spent hours just kissing those lips, that's how good of a kisser Jungkook was.
Jungkook didn't only kiss with his lips; he kissed with his whole body. His hands explored every inch of your skin that was available to him. One hand was tracing the curve of your hips while the other moved up your back, sending shivers down your spine. The gentle squeeze of his hand on your ass elicited soft moans from you, and you felt your body responding to his touch in all the ways it used to when you were together. The physical connection between you two was undeniable, and it was as if no time had passed since your last intimate encounter.
Without breaking your kisses for a second, Jungkook swiftly picked you up and placed you on the counter, not caring that the laundry baskets fell to the floor. The kisses became more desperate and fervent, his tongue demanding authority inside your mouth. It was as if all the pent-up emotions and desires from the past week were being unleashed in this passionate moment, and neither of you could resist the pull of each other's lips and bodies.
"Wait, wait," You pulled away, panting with droopy eyes from the intensity of the moment. Your small hands gently pushed against his chest when he tried to lean in again. "What are we doing?" you asked, seeking clarity amidst the intoxicating rush of emotions and desire.
"I think, I think we are making out."
"No I mean... I'm not here to do this. This is not right."
"Who cares?" Jungkook shrugged, capturing your lips in another kiss. One much shorter than the previous.
"I do."
"Do you want this?"
"I do...but-" you were cut off by his plump lips.
"Let's talk about it later then... I miss you."
"I miss you too," you whispered, giving in to the overwhelming emotions and desires that filled the air between you both. With those words, you granted Jungkook the permission he needed to take things further. In that moment, you embraced the vulnerability of being human, unable to resist the pull of his charm and the way his body ignited your own.
His hands eagerly roamed along your back, searching for the zipper that must be hidden somewhere on the dress. His touch sent shivers down your spine, and your breath hitched as you felt his fingers deftly find the zipper's pull. The anticipation of what was to come next filled the air, and time seemed to slow down as he slowly, teasingly, pulled the zipper down.
"How was the meeting with the reverend?" He finally made the joke he had been dying to say all evening, making you smack his chest slightly
"Shut up. I thought if I didn't look hot, I'd make it easy on you." you playfully responded, justifying your choice of the dark green dress that covered most of your body.
"Are you kidding me? You can never not look hot. You are feeding my sexy liberarian fantasies." Ignoring his comment you started unzipping his gray hoodie revealing the white wife beater underneath.
"Meals you can skip, gym you can't?" You commented admiring the muscles adorning his shoulders chest and biceps. You shivered when his hand suddenly reached under your dress to caress your bare thighs. Close to your core which you were sure was practically drenched now.
"Can I take this off?" All you could do was nod in response and he ripped your dress off of you in mere seconds. "Gosh, baby, you're so beautiful." Jungkook whispered looking at your mismatched pair of cotton underwear. "Look at you... dripping already. You got this wet just with my kisses?" You shook your head in agreement as he gaped at your clothed pussy. A very noticeable and big patch of wetness covering your panties right at the centre. "I missed playing with your pussy so much. Did it miss me too, Baby?" Once again all you could do was nod when his fingers slowly started tracing shape on your clit. "Words, sweetheart."
"Yes... it missed you. Please do something, Koo." The way you mewled out the words sent blood rushing towards his already hard cock. That was all the encouragement he needed to push your panties to the side. His face lit up at the sight of your dewy folds. Slick dripping between the slit.
"What do you want first?"
"Fingers. I want your fingers." Jungkook quickly moved to take off his rings but you stopped him. "Fuck me with them." Jungkook almost came at your words, you never told him before that you liked getting off with his rings.
"You like the cold metal?" You couldn't answer the question as he started playing with the bundle of nerves, pinching it occasionally. All your words turned into whimpers. "Look your pussy baby. Begging of my fingers." He smirked before slowly entering your folds with his middle fingers.
"Ah... baby." You shakily reach out with your hand to bring his face near your chest. He seemed to understand the assignment as he quickly started nibbling at the skin of your breast, pulling down the cups to release your nipples which were now hard like pebbles.
Jungkook had a way of eliciting reactions from you as if it were the first time every time, despite having experienced it countless times over the past three years. It amazed you how he could still have such an impact on you after all this time.
"I missed having your tits on my face." Jungkook murmured before quickly taking one in his mouth. You moaned out incoherent words when his ring finger joined his middle finger inside your cunt. Thumb rubbing slow circles on your clit. Your hands found solace in Jungkook's hair as he continued leaving kisses all across your chest.
You let out a tiny whimper in protest when his fingers pulled out from you. He brought them up to his lips and gave them a suck, eyes looking deeply in your half closed once.
"Shhh don't worry, baby. I just want more access." You understood what he meant when he pulled you up easily with one hand to take off your panties and throwing it somewhere in the laundry room. "You know, you taste just as sweet as day one." He picked up some of your slick on his fingers and brought them closer to your lips. "Taste baby, taste how devine you are." You took his fingers in your mouth and sucked them clean. Jungkook's cock was now as hard as a rock. He quickly took one of your hands and guided them to his clothed boner in order to get some relief. Like muscle memory your your hands quickly started working on his crotch. Squeezing it just the right amount.
"Wanna suck your cock." You quickly said.
"Later. Let me have this cunt for now." He quickly bent down on his knees to swipe his tongue up your slit pulling out a sudden loud moan from you. "Yes baby. Keep screaming." He said before leaning forward and getting to work, lapping at your juices like a dog dying from thirst.
His two long fingers went back inside your seeping hole as his tongue started flicking your clit. His free hand grabbed your thigh and put it on his shoulder. You were halfway hanging from the counter and practically sitting on Jungkook's face. Jungkook on the other hand was in his heaven right now. Imagine two of the most favourite things to mankind, ass and pussy and then imagine being buried in them, Jungkook thought if he died right now right here, it would be the best death.
Your hips started moving in circular motion as you ground your pussy against his face. Hands tugging at his raven locks. His nose occasionally bumped against your clit. You looked down at the scene in front of you, Jungkook's eyes looking up at you and his mouth ate away at your pussy. The look of his face trapped between your thighs was so filthy that you almost came from it only.
His tongue had now replaced your fingers in poking and prodding inside your walls. His hand came around your hips to rub at your clit.
Jungkook loved eating your pussy and it showed. The way his eyes closed in pleasure only by bringing you close to your orgasm. He was a very selfless lover, he found pleasure in pleasing you and he could spend days licking your juices and playing with your pussy. Right now his goal was to make you cum, if you squirt then it would be a bonus.
"I'm close, Koo. Lick my clit please." And like the always obedient lover, he did. Fingers parting your pussy lips and tongue getting back to licking the bundle of nerves, lips wrapping around it to give it a suck now and then. The sounds you were making were pornographic to say the least. You were sure you sounded like one of those girls making high pitched noises in the porn videos but you couldn't help it. Jungkook made you behave like a whore and you loved it. You loved screaming his name and you loved making these obscene sounds, and Jungkook loved it even more.
"Koo, I'm cumming." You cried out. He started licking even faster at your words, helping you reach the high faster. His heart jumped with joy when he saw the juices coming out of you. He did it, he made you squirt. Your legs quivered around him as you came down from his high. He didn't stop there. He licked you until you were clean and drank every single droplet of your arousal. You were shaking from the orgasm and the oversensitivity you felt in your pussy.
With one last kiss to the hood of your clit Jungkook came up and you immediately pulled him in for a kiss. You were determined to pleasure him like he did you. Shaking hands fidgeting with his clothes as you tugged at his lip ring with your teeth.
"Slow down baby." He helped you take of his wife beater.
"Can't. Want your cock." You were once again drunk on arousal. Your hands worked as quick as they could after that earth shattering orgasm to pull out his cock from his sweatpants. Mouth watering at the sight once it finally did.
Jungkook had the most beautiful and delicious cock you have ever seen. It was long and thick with just the perfect mushroom tip, which was now swollen and red and leaking from precum. The veins in his cock were imitating the veins on his arms, ready to pop any minute. Your thumb already started doing its job by spreading the precum all over his tip.
The groan he let out as your hand played with his cock was very loud. Almost as if giving you a warning.
"Is baby a cockslut?" He asked, reaching out to trace your lips with his tumba. The same thumb that was rubbing your clit only a minute ago.
"Only for you."
"Yes. Only mine."
"Wanna suck your cock." You pleaded once again.
"Go ahead, babygirl. Do whatever you want." You took that as permission to sink down on your knees and come face to face with his throbbing penis which was begging for your attention. Your hands stroked him slowly up and down and tongue came out to tease the top. "Don't tease, baby." You giggles once he used his heavy tip slap you slightly.
You looked up at him, making the most innocent face as you collected some spit in your mouth and then spit on his cock to lather it up with some slick. You slowly took the warm tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it like a lollipop.
"Just like that, babe." Jungkook sighed out and his words arrange you to take him in inch by inch until he was in your throat. One of your hands came up to play with his balls. His moans were now louder working as your inspiration to please him more. You loved the way he said your name. Moaned your name like you were some goddess that he was praying to.
Your head started bobbing up and down as you took him in and out of your mouth. Tongue continuously playing with the warm slit on tip of his cock.
"Fuck my mouth." You said once you took him out completely.
"You sure?" You only responded with a nod and that was all the answer that he needed to grab the back of your head and start thrusting in your mouth. You angled your teeth in a way you knew he loved. In a way that they grazed his shaft enough to feel but not enough to hurt. His tip was bumping at the back of your throat as one of your hand kept playing with his balls.
He pulled out of your mouth too soon to your liking and you gave him a questioning look.
"I'll cum if we kept going. I wanna cum in your pussy." Jungkook did not take one more second to pull you up and bend you against the counter. Fingers once again playing with your entrence to make sure you were wet enough to enter. "Look at you. You are wet again already, baby. Such a fucking whore." Although his words might have offended you naturally but right now they just added to your arousal. "My little whore wants to get fucked?" His hands digging in the flesh of your ass, slapping it to make it jiggle.
"Yes, Kookie. Please, fuck me." You begged, splayed out on your front on the cold counter. His cock was running along your pussy, poking in your slit but not really entering. "Stop teasing me you, asshole." You screamed earning a chuckle from the man behind you.
"This is what you get for being so mean to me." The loud smack that came at the flesh of your ass was very unexpected. "Tell me you forgive me and I'll fuck you." He bargained.
"No." Another smack making you yelp out from pleasure and pain. Your cunt once again was dripping from your arousal and this asshole was doing absolutely nothing about it. Wasn't he turned on too?
"Say or I won't fuck you."
"You're an asshole"
"That's not the answer."
"Fine. I forgive you. Just fuck me, please." Jungkook laughed at the way you begged.
"See. It wasn't that hard." He finally sink into you. A synchronised moan escaped the both of you once he was completely inside. "So warm and tight, baby. The best pussy ever."
"Jungkook, faster." You moaned and he obliged instantly. Your ass jiggling as he started snapping into you in a fast rhythm. His cock was hitting you in all the right places, he had found your g-spot instantly. One of his hands sneaked to the front to rub your clit as the other pulled you back and held you against his chest.
You hiked one of your legs up on the counter to get better angle and feel all of him in all the right places. Jungkook kept grunting in your ear, letting out words of encouragement, telling you how good you were holding up and how wonderful your pussy was.
Your breast bounced up and down as he pulled out of you and pushed in with equal force. His fingers kept rubbing and flicking your clit side to side and soon you were close to your climax.
"Jungkook I'm close."
"Hold it."
"Can't," you were cut off by your own moan at another hit against your g spot. "Can't hold it for long."
"Just for a little, baby. I'm close too." His hand turns your jaw sideways to capture your lips, drinking all of your moans. Just a few thrusts of his later he was almost there. "On the count of 3, ok baby?" You nodded against his lips.
"One." He slapped your clit, earning a loud moan from you.
"Two." His hand tucked and pinched at your nipples.
"Three." With one final thrust the both of you came down from your climax with a loud scream.
"Oh god I love you. I love you so much baby." Jungkook said as his seeds filled your pussy up to the brim.
*******
"What are you doing?" Jungkook looked at you confusingly as you pulled on your clothes 15 minutes after having sex with him. Although he did clean you up there was still some of his cum inside you right now.
"I can't go out naked."
"Why do you have to go out?"
"Because I don't live here? We are still broken up, Jungkook." Your words hit him like a ton of bricks.
"What? But we... we just had sex... you said you forgave me."
"Don't act like you never said anything to get whatever you want." You said looking for your panties. "Where the fuck are my panties?"
"What do you m- did you just say that to have sex with me?" He said as you looked for another pair of panties in the laundry basket. "I feel so used right now."
"Don't be dramatic."
"But baby... I thought we made up. Please don't leave now."
"Jungkook... You want to win me back? Do it without sex. The sex was amazing but I'm sorry it did not solve anything. I still feel the same and you still haven't gave me any assurance."
"So we're still broken up?"
"Yes. I'll pickup my things some other time. I'm leaving." He sighed knowing there was no point in arguing. You were nothing if not stubborn.
"At least let me drop you off. It's getting late."
"It's ok. I called Taehyung when you were in the bathroom. He's already outside probably." You said, checking the time in you wrist watch.
"Fucking Taehyung." Jungkook muttered under his breath.
"Bye, Jungkook. Don't torture yourself, please."
*******
"Oh the walk of shame." Taehyung teased you when you walked out of a certain apartment building to his awaiting car.
"Shut up, Tae. If I wanted to be judged, I'd have called Jimin." Taehyung was your other best friend, and although you hadn't known each other for long, he quickly warmed his way into your heart. Ironically, you met Taehyung through Jungkook; he was Namjoon's cousin. However, now he was closer to you and Jimin than he was to Jungkook. You first met Taehyung at a club where Jungkook had dragged you with his office friends. Despite hitting on you initially, he politely backed off when you declined, and you both ended up spending the rest of the night talking and bonding over feeling neglected by the people who dragged you to the club.
"He's going to have field day with this." Taehyung chuckled as he drove away from the building.
"That's why we're not telling him."
"Fine by me, if you think you can lie to him."
"Oh god. What did I do?"
"Look, babe. I don't know what to say, you clearly still love him and he's clearly still obsessed with you. You are only torturing yourself by trying to stay away from him."
"I just... It's not enough you know. I know he loves me, more than anything but if I get back with him who's to say a week later he just won't go back to his usual self? I'm just scared Taehyung, I just don't want to get hurt. I don't want to be one of those women in the future who just sits at home and waits for her husband while he's out their flirting with a waitress or something."
"I just hope you'd stop hurting. Nothing else." He gave you a sympathetic smile and held your hand for the whole drive.
*******
Life can be cruel, and it seemed like the universe wasn't on your side. You want something so much and when you'd finally have it, you don't want it anymore. You had wanted space from Jungkook and asked for it repeatedly, but now that he had given you that space for the past six days, you couldn't shake the feeling that something significant was missing from your life. It was as if a big piece of your heart was absent, and you found yourself longing for his presence once again.
Six days had passed since you left Jungkook's place in Taehyung's car, and during that time, he hadn't reached out to you even once. There were no phone calls, no text messages, and no unexpected appearances at random places. It felt strange and unfamiliar not having him actively pursuing you, and it only added to the confusion and uncertainty swirling in your mind.
Every time you made a turn or entered a cafe, a part of you half-expected Jungkook to be there, waving at you with that familiar, endearing smile on his face. But each time, you found yourself disappointed as there was no sign of him. The absence of his constant presence was both a relief and a pang of longing, leaving you torn between wanting to move on and wanting him to come back into your life.
Wasn't this what you wanted? For him to stop obsessing over you and move on with his life? However, now that he had seemingly taken a step back, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. A part of you wanted him to fight for you, to prove that he was willing to change and make things work. Another part of you longed for his familiar presence and the comfort that came with it.
"Did you hear any of the words I just said?" Mia asked you and you gave her a guilty smile.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little preoccupied today."
"Is this about Jungkook again?"
"I'm so sorry... I think this is a very bad idea. I really don't want to disrespect your friend." When Mia suggested the double date with her boyfriend and their friend a few days ago you were very skeptical about it. You didn't want to get into anything right now with the mess that your head was but after discussing it with Jimin and Taehyung, they convinced you that you should go, to take your mind off of things for a bit. Double dates are nothing serious, it was just a way to lighten up your mood. Although now you were regretting the whole ordeal. You shouldn't have come here. Not only was your mood very sour but it was also very evident on your face.
"Oh no. You wouldn't. Trust me. Actually the thing is Chris is going through a bad breakup as well and Jisung and I thought you could, you know help each other out or something."
"That's very sweet of you, Mia. But you sure I wouldn't ruin the whole thing?"
"Oh don't worry at all. And even if it does not go well nothing will be ruined between us. We'll laugh about it later." You gave her a grateful smile when she rubbed your hands.
A few seconds later, the bell of the restaurant rang, and two very attractive men walked in. As the woman beside you stood up, you realized that they were your dates. Mia quickly introduced you to her boyfriend Jisung and your date Chris. You were relieved that Chris wasn't at least horrible looking, and you hoped you could get through this one date.
"Wow, they did not mention how beautiful you are," Chris said as he shook your hand and took the seat in front of you. You couldn't help but wonder how many times he used this line, but then you reminded yourself that not every guy is a player. For all you know, Chris could be a very sweet guy who was genuinely complimenting you.
"Thank you, that's very kind of you," you replied with a polite smile. "You don't look so bad yourself."
As the conversation flowed, you found yourself getting more comfortable around Chris. He was easy to talk to, which helped lighten your mood. But despite being a genuinely sweet guy, you couldn't help but compare Chris to Jungkook. Whether it was the way he spoke, sat, or even called for the waiter, Chris lacked the same level of confidence that Jungkook possessed. Even on your first date, Jungkook had a way of making you feel like you had known him forever.
You observed that Chris couldn't hold a candle to Jungkook when it came to a sense of humor. While Jungkook was effortlessly funny, Chris tended to build up to a joke too much, and it often fell flat, leaving you with no choice but to give him pity laughs.
You had to consciously remind yourself to stop comparing this man to your ex boyfriend. Chris might not be as funny, or confident, or curious, or smart, or handsome, or cute, or witty, or energetic, or adventurous, or a good wine orderer as Jungkook but he was still a decent person. Perhaps, if you gave him a chance, things could potentially go well. It was essential to keep an open mind and not let your past experiences cloud your judgment.
The mention of your name from the man in front of you snapped you out of your train of thoughts. "So, tell me something about yourself," he said, and you suddenly realized that all three pairs of eyes were expectantly on you. Not knowing exactly what to say, you started talking about your work. With Jungkook, this was never an issue; conversation always flowed effortlessly, even in the early stages of your relationship.
"Oh… um well, I recently got promoted to a junior copywriter in our advertising company," you replied, giving him a small smile.
"No none of the boring work stuff. Tell me about yourself. What are your interests?" he asked, and you were slightly surprised by his directness. Didn't Mia mention he was going through a breakup as well? Must have been one happy breakup if he was still so cheerful.
"I... I like horror movies."
"Oh, I can't stand horror movies," Chris replied. Jungkook, on the other hand, loved horror movies. Every weekend, the two of you would go watch horror films or shows and then mock the scary scenes together. He adored seeing you jump at the jump scares and relished the opportunity to hold you close in his arms to "console" you.
"Then what kind of movies do you like?"
"I'm more into non-fiction and political cinema, and occasionally documentaries," he said. His response didn't exactly excite you, and you wondered if he was just trying to impress you or if his taste in movies was genuinely that dull. If it was the former he was doing a very bad job.
"Prude," Mia's boyfriend, Jisung, let out a cough, and it actually made you laugh, realizing it might be the first time you've genuinely laughed during this date. Normally, Jungkook would have already… No, no more thinking about Jungkook.
"I think it's adorable that Chris gets his jollies from 'our planet'." You laughed again, finding some amusement in the conversation. This date might end up being a little more bearable after all.
Finding an opening, you slipped into a conversation with Mia and Jisung instead of focusing solely on Chris. You couldn't help but awe at how adorable of a couple Mia and Jisung were. They recently celebrated their 1-year anniversary. Jisung was much younger but despite the age difference, they seemed so happy and in love. They reminded you so much of you and Jungkook. While Jungkook might not have been younger than you, he was definitely the more mischievous and playful one in the relationship, while you tended to be more responsible and level-headed.
"Do you happen to know the guy sitting behind you? Because he has been glaring at me like I just stole his kids and traded them for wool," Chris said, catching Mia's attention first. She turned around, and you followed suit, curious to see who was giving Chris such a fierce look.
To your surprise, it was none other than Jeon Jungkook sitting at the table behind you, and he wasn't alone. Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon were with him. Your heart skipped a beat when your eyes met his, and a myriad of emotions surged through you, but one was the most overwhelming of them all. Guilt.
Regret washed over you as you realized the impact your decision to go on this date had on Jungkook. His hurt expression tugged at your heartstrings, and you couldn't help but feel guilty for putting yourself in this situation. It was clear that this double date was a mistake, and you were left grappling with your emotions and the consequences of your choices.
Feeling overwhelmed and needing a moment alone, you excused yourself from the table without waiting for any response from the others. You rushed through the restaurant, trying to find a washroom where you could collect your thoughts and emotions. The encounter with Jungkook had caught you off guard, and you couldn't help but wonder if he had intentionally come here like he did that past week or if it was just actually a coincidence.
"So we're dating other people now?" He sounded hurt when he stepped in behind you in the restroom.
"Kook, this is not what it looks like."
"I'm not mad. I'm just surprised."
"You're not?"
"Maybe a little."
"Where were you for the past six days?" You turned the question on him.
"So I disappear for a week and you start dating someone else. Thought it would take at least 30 days to move on from a 3 year relationship." His remark was bitter but you knew where he came from.
"Kook, it's not what it looks like," you said, stepping closer to him, feeling the need to explain yourself even though you knew you didn't owe him anything. After all, you were not together anymore, and it had been almost three weeks since the breakup.
"By the way I didn't disappear because I was giving up on us. I was just trying to give you some space. Our friends forced me to give you some space," He said "I wouldn't have if I knew..."
"Jungkook,"
"What's his name?"
"Don't do this to yourself."
"What does he do? I mean we can still be friends right? I know it-" you cut of his words by pressing your lips against his in a very soft kiss.
"Koo, you presence was not so insignificant in my life that I'd forget you in a week." Your words brought a hint of smile on his lips. He let out a sigh in relief.
"Oh thank God, I thought I lost you to that leprechaun."
"Hey," you scolded him. "I swear to god if you pick a fight with him on the way out, I'll whoop your ass."
"That would be so hot." There he was. Your precious Jungkook.
"But we're still not back together." The smile left his face as soon as it came. "Kook... I'm still not yours but... Make me. I'm willing to give you another chance but... You have to assure me that it will be worth it. Win me back and I'm yours."
"I will, baby. I'll show you how devoted I am." With one last kiss on your lips he left the restroom.
As Jungkook left the restroom with a newfound sense of hope and determination, you couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. It was like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and he was ready to face the challenge of winning you back with all his heart.
As you returned to the table, Mia and Chris looked at you curiously. "Is everything okay?" Mia asked with concern.
You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. "Yeah, everything's fine. Just had a little chat."
Chris raised an eyebrow playfully. "A little chat, huh? Well, I hope it was a good one."
You glanced back at the restroom door, feeling a mix of emotions inside you. "Yeah, it was," you replied, your heart a little lighter than before.
*******
And the cycle began anew on the following day. The affectionate text messages resumed, starting from the sweet 'good morning' greetings to heartfelt 'I love you's. You received a bouquet of a 100 sunflowers on your desk with a note that only read 'because roses are cliche'. He sent boba at your office because you hated coffee and he sent you sushi's from your favourite restaurant.
It was like a cycle. Once again he was following you around the city but this time you didn't roll your eyes at him, didn't cuss him out or ask him to leave you alone. You even heard from Jimin and Taehyung that Jungkook deleted his Snapchat and Instagram. Jimin was the most shocked one at the news. 'Oh my god is Jungkook actually trying to redeem himself?'
You laughed as Jungkook ran after your subway because he was a minute too late and couldn't get in as it left the station. But like the lovely ex-girlfriend you were you decided to get off on the next station to wait for him. And like you expected 10 minutes later a you saw Jungkook running down the stairs, eyes looking for you. Quickly running up to you when he found you.
"Did you run here?" He didn't answer you but only because he was too busy catching his breath.
"There are trains only two minutes apart."
"I...I know that" He said between catching his breath. "But that... would not... have been very romantic."
"And what if I didn't get off at this station."
"I would run to your office."
"You're crazy."
"Only for you."
One more week goes by with Jungkook showing you in every way how much you mean to him. You were finally starting to get the assurance and security that you have always craved for your relationship. You were finally starting to see the depths of Jungkook's devotion. The smile on your face now was just a constant. And there were only two reasons for it, Jungkook and thoughts of Jungkook.
"So, how's everything going with your crazy stalker ex?" One night Jimin playfully commented when you him and Taehyung were spending it at your place.
"Don't call him crazy."
"Fine. How's your completely sane stalker ex?" You only roll your eyes but soon started smiling widely. "Oh my god guys... He's the sweetest. I don't think I've seen him putting this much efforts in to anything like ever."
"Yeah, Namjoon says he's so whipped for you that it's disgusting." Taehyung's comment makes you blush. "So? When are you getting back together with him."
"I don't know. I mean I know. But, I don't know, should I initiate it? Should I wait for him to ask me again? Should I ask him to ask me again?"
"Don't think too much about it. If you wanna be with him, be with him." Taehyung being the ever level headed one said.
"I say make him work some more. That man had you going crazy for three years, the least jail time he deserves is three months." Jimin said sipping on his margarita.
"Don't listen to, Jimin. In fact call him right now."
"No, don't call him right now. This is our night. Don't be a simp."
"Did you guys bet against me and Jungkook?" You asked looking between both of your friends who looked like deers caught in a headlight. "Who else?"
"Just Jimin and I... and Namjoon and Yoongi and Hoseok." You gasped dramatically at your unbelievable friends.
"If either of you win, I want my cut."
The next day you were surprised to not see the usual series of morning texts that you get from Jungkook. There were no flowers outside your doorstep or your desk. Nobody sent you boba or lunch and you could say that you were having a very Jungkook less day today. The lack of your cute stalker ex has taken a toll on your mood and you found yourself becoming increasingly snappy and cranky with others, unable to shake off the disappointment and longing for his attention. This made you realise how much accustomed you have become to Jungkook.
You looked longingly at your phone but there was nothing, still no text, no calls. You could always be the mature one and call him to see what was the matter but a part of you hesitated, not wanting to appear too eager or like you were desperately missing him. After all, he had been the one pursuing you, and you didn't want to reverse those roles.
Soon it was time to get off from work, and with a series of goodbyes and good evenings you quickly left your office, You couldn't help but wonder if Jungkook would be waiting for you outside, just like he used to do. However, as you stepped out, there was no sign of him, and the reality sank in that he wasn't there. Still holding onto a glimmer of hope, you decided to wait for a little while, thinking he might show up a bit late. You stood there, keeping an eye out for any sign of him, and time seemed to slow down. Every passing minute felt like an eternity, and you were torn between staying and leaving.
Soon the guard to the building adviced you to leave saying that their was a big storm on the way. You quickly looked up the weather forecast to realise that he was right indeed. You looked up at the sky to see the angry black clouds had started to gather around.
Searching for his contact you finally decided to give him a call. You were seriously getting worried about Jungkook now. As the call went straight to voicemail, your worry for Jungkook intensified.
Deciding it was the only choice, you headed towards Jungkook's place instead of your own, opting for a cab over the subway to reach him quickly.
Your excitement soared when your phone finally rang after a long day of silence. But, it quickly turned to disappointment as you noticed an unknown number instead of the one you had been eagerly waiting for. Despite the uncertainty, you chose to answer the call, just in case it was something important.
The voice asking for you on the other side was definitely unknown.
"Yes this is she." You replied.
"I'm speaking from Hope Memorial Hospital. You are listed as an emergency contact for a Jeon Jungkook. He has been involved in a motorcycle crash, and it's a very serious accident. We urgently need a guardian. Are you able to assist, or could you direct us to someone else?" The voice on the other end was serious and panicked, but you found it hard to accept the gravity of the situation. Your heart pounded in your chest, and tears streamed down your face, hoping that it wasn't as critical as it sounded.
"No, it's okay. I'll be there in... 10 minutes," you replied, your voice shaky but determined. You swiftly instructed the cab driver to change the route, urging him to go faster as you anxiously bit your nails in anticipation.
During the ride, you tried to stay strong and reassure yourself that it might not be as critical as you feared. Your mind couldn't help but drift to the worst-case scenario. What if he was already... No, no, no, you couldn't bear to think that way. You pushed those thoughts aside, trying to stay positive and hopeful as you rushed towards the hospital.
The driver observed you with sympathy as you quietly wept in the back seat. Regret filled your heart as you realized you should have called him. You blamed yourself, thinking that it was all your fault, and if anything happened to him, it would be on you.
As the car came to a stop, you hastily tossed all the remaining cash at the driver and rushed inside the hospital. Your must have looked frantic as you ran around, sobbing and calling out Jungkook's name. Thankfully, a compassionate nurse came to your aid and calmly checked the hospital charts for the name you managed to utter amidst your sobs.
"Come with me, dear. He's in the ER," you swiftly followed the nurse to a bustling room. As the nurse drew back the curtain, you braced yourself for the worst—expecting to see Jungkook badly injured, bleeding, or worse. However, what you did not anticipate was finding Jungkook sitting there, looking.... perfectly fine?
You stared at the man sitting there, feeling a mix of confusion and relief. He was laughing at something the blond girl standing beside him had said. It was unexpected, given the seriousness of the call you received earlier. You couldn't help but wonder if there had been a mistake or if he had recovered miraculously.
"Baby, you came." His eyes lit up as soon as he saw you, there was not even a single scratch on Jeon Jungkook, maybe beside the scratched leather jacket. Now not to get you wrong, you were very happy that he was okay. You were just very confused. What was happening? You had stopped sobbing breathlessly but the tears were still flowing.
"I don't understand... Somebody called, they said... That something happened and it was serious." You tried explaining.
"I did get into a crash but it was nothing. They thought it was internal bleeding but that wasn't the case either. That's why I was here all afternoon, doing tests an all. But now I'm fine."
"Then why did they say that?"
"It was just a prank. I'm sorry it was Sua's Idea." He said pointing at the blond girl standing there. Your blood was boiling so fucking much that you didn't even care asking who this bitch even was let alone what she was doing with your boyfriend.
"A prank? You think this is funny?" Jungkook finally grasped the seriousness of the situation when he saw the mortified look on your face, realizing the impact of the prank. Your makeup was ruined from all the crying, and you looked exhausted.
"Baby, calm down it was just a joke." His hands came forward but you slapped it away.
"Do not Fucking touch me." You glared at him. "Do you seriously think that was funny? I almost had a heart attack, Jungkook. Do you know how fucking scared I was?" Jungkook didn't like when your voice did that. He could handle you yelling, screaming, and even calling him names, but seeing you speak with that dead serious look on your face was something he couldn't bear. It made him feel like he wanted to disappear. Jungkook wanted to jump off a cliff.
"You know what? I can't believe I even thought about giving you another chance. We are seriously done this time." You didn't even look back as you walked away as Jungkook struggled to get that IV out of his hand and run after you.
"Baby, stop I'm sorry. It was Sua's Idea, I swear."
The thunderstorm had finally hit your city with full blast. It was raining cats and dogs. In the midst of it all, everyone ran to sought shelter. However, that didn't stop you from sprinting out of the hospital. The storm didn't concern you; what mattered most was that you couldn't even bare the thought of being near Jeon Jungkook at that moment.
As you dwelled on everything that had happened, your anger intensified. You felt a surge of anger directed at Jungkook, the thunderstorm, and that stupid blond woman who played the prank. But, the strongest force of anger was aimed at yourself, for even thinking that he can take anything seriously. Why did you even bother believing he could change? He was and will always be a man-child.
"Babe, it's really dangerous outside."
"THEN STOP FOLLOWING ME."
"I'm not leaving you alone," he insisted, stepping out into the heavy rain to follow you. As you walked, you had no clear destination or plan in mind. All you knew was that you were so angry with Jeon Jungkook that you couldn't bear to look at his face.
After just a few minutes of walking in the worst thunderstorm you've experienced in years, you came to the realization that this was a reckless idea. Your emotions had driven you to act impulsively, and now you saw the potential danger not only for yourself but for the idiot following you as well. While you knew Jungkook seemed to have little to no regard for his own life and safety, you cared about him.
Recognizing the need to be level-headed and responsible, you decided to find shelter, a place where both of you could wait out the thunderstorm safely. You understood that even in moments of anger, you needed to prioritize the safety of both of you. You began searching for a suitable place where you could find refuge from the harsh weather.
Ignoring the constant pleas from the man behind to listen to him, you led him to a nearby subway station. The station provided shelter from the heavy rain and the strong winds that accompanied the thunderstorm. Inside, the noise of the rain was muffled, creating a more peaceful atmosphere.
"Babe, I'm so sorry, please talk to me," seeing your silence he continued "I messed up, and I'm really sorry. I should have never gone along with that prank."
"Yes you shouldn't have." you snapped making him jump a little. Taking a deep breath to calm your anger and clear your thoughts, you finally addressed the question that had been gnawing at you. "Who was that woman anyway?"
"Just some girl, she was in the bed beside mine and we got to talking but I swear to god, I did not flirt with her once. When I told her about you she came up with the prank and I should not have gone along with it. I'm sorry."
"I just feel that you can't take anything seriously. It's like everything is a joke to you. How do I know that you'll take me seriously? That you'll take this relationship seriously?"
"No... I know I've been a little childish," watching you raise an eyebrow he corrected himself "A lot childish. But I swear, babe. This is the most serious thing in my life. I've made many mistakes in the past but I swear I'll start redeeming everything. I'll prove how serious I am about us. You are everything for me, baby. Everything. You're it for me. I want to spend my whole life with you, __." The way he said your name sent shivers down your body. The way he looked at your eyes eased your mind a little. "I want to have a future with you. I want to marry you, I want to have a home with you, I want to grow old with you, that's how serious I am. I love you more than anything in this entire world and I'll prove it to you." You only realised that you were crying when he wiped a year from your eyes.
"You mean it?"
"Every word."
"Fine then. Let's go." You held out your and he quickly grabbed it. When you dragged him out of the subway station you realised that the storm had stopped. The universe was on your side for once.
Jungkook did not utter another word the whole way that you led him to your house. The silence was thick when you closed the door behind you. He still didn't know what it meant for you both, your silence did not give him any answer and he was scared to ask.
"I swear to god, Jeon Jungkook" You finally began after the painful silence and his heart skipped a beat in anticipation. "If I see you entertaining another women ever again, I'm walking out of your life. And this time it would be for good. I will not come back no matter how much you beg me to." It took him a couple seconds to take in your words.
"Does that mean-"
"Yes. I'm giving you another chance. But you mess it up and I'm dumping your ass." The next thing you know Jungkook is showering your whole face in kisses and he finally let go of the tears. Crying happily as he held you close.
"Thank you, baby. Thank you so much. I will not disappoint you, I promise."
"I hope so too." The both of you stood in the middle of your living room, soaking into each other's warmth.
"Now let me fuck you right." He said, making you yelp as he picked you up all of a sudden and rushed toward your bedroom. Your kisses soon turned heated and desperate. Both of you panting as he started taking off your wet clothes.
You were wet in more ways than one. His kisses traveled down your face along with each piece of garment he removed from you. Lips not sparing a single inch of skin as he spent the whole night showing you how much he loves you.
The next morning your wakeup call was none other than Jungkook's tongue swiping away at your center. You woke up with a gasp when the sun was yet to come out. You glanced down to find the mop of raven hair between your thighs.
"Oh god, koo yes." You moaned out loud when his plump lips wrapped around your clit and started sucking. His hands pushing down on your hips, keeping them from arching up on the bed.
His tongue swiped up from your opening as your juices trickled down to your posterior hole. It was too early for your head to comprehend whatever was happening. Your finger started tugging on his curls when he pulled you close to your orgasm. Agressively lapping at your pussy. The pleasure you felt was tremendous. Too much to handle.
Jungkook ate you out like he had rent to pay and this was his job. His tongue playing with you as you came down from your high screaming his name louder than ever. After pulling two more orgasms from you in the next 15 minutes Jungkook was finally satisfied and he kissed up his way to your lips.
"Jungkook, we had sex like, 7 times last night. It wasn't enough?" You giggled when you felt his hard boner pressing against your ass.
"It's never enough with you. Seven times is nothing, baby," he said as he slowly entered you, pulling out a moan from your lips. "I wanna fuck you seven days a week." He added between his lazy thrusts. "Every hour." He lands a gentle kiss on your lips. "Every minute." Fingers intertwining with your own. "Every second."
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#jeon jeongkook#jungkook x reader#jungkook seven#jeon jungkook x reader#jungkook smut#Boyfriend jungkook#Jeon Jungkook x reader#Stalker jungkook#Bts#BTS x reader#Jungkook bts#Jk x reader#Boyfriend jk#Fuckboy jungkook#seven#seven jungkook
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JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATION(9)⛓
⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
❤︎ seonbaenim! | Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @trivia-yandere
❤︎ number: unknown | Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @aft3rhrs
❤︎ definition of love | Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @sparklingchim
❤︎ 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙚 | Racer!Jungkook X Reader | Series | @bonny-kookoo
❤︎ Inevitable | Jungkook x (f.) Reader | Exes AU | Series | @ahundredtimesover
❤︎ sweet apple biscuits | jungkook x reader | OneShot | @rosaetae
❤︎ Primrose | Emperor Jungkook x Empress Y/N | @mingshits
❤︎ Answer My Calls | possessive jk X Reader | OneShot | @74jeon
❤︎ Red and Gold | Iron Man!Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @thedefinitionofbts
❤︎ The Offer | CEO!JK X Reader | Series | @nanamilkandbrownies
❤︎ SATIVA. | husband!Jungkook x fem!reader | OneShot | @2hightocare
❤︎ the underwear thief | jungkook x female reader | OneShot | @gukyi
❤︎ METAMORPHOSE | postmilitaryracer!jungkook x she | Series | @hoseoksluna
❤︎ and my man, thank you to my man | dealer!jeon jungkook x (f)reader | Series | @darklingjeon
❤︎ All Over Again | Dad!JK X Reader | OneShot | @jungkookstatts
❤︎ Nine to five, Five to Nine | side chick dancer female reader x boxer jungkook | OneShot | @thvlouvre
❤︎ peppermint gum | jungkook x reader | TwoShot | @whatifyoulivelikethat
❤︎ Come Back to You | Reader x Soldier Jungkook | OneShot | @ahgasegotarmy116
❤︎ Endless Summer | jock!Jungkook x nerd!reader | OneShot | @koostattoos
❤︎ By your side always and forever | jungkook X fem!reader | OneShot | @le3worl
❤︎ Birthday Cake | Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @blueberryarchive
❤︎ Lucifer | demon jungkook x (f) reader | @elijeon
❤︎ KNOCK OUT | Jungkook × reader | OneShot | @btsbrat
❤︎ Daddy Daycare | Technician! Jungkook x Teacher's Assistant! Reader | @miraclesatnightfall
❤︎ Semantic Error | Techie inexperienced fem!reader x Artist fuck boy Jungkook | Series | @ahgasegotarmy116
❤︎ LOVE. | pinkcoquette/Sanriolover!oc x bf!jk | OneShot | @sayokodiary
❤︎ Aşk-ı Memnu | non idol! Jungkook x fem! married! Reader | @sweetcarrotsandroses97
❤︎ new beginnings | ceo!jungkook x figureskater!oc | OneShot | @nochukoo97
❤︎ timing | Ex!JK X Reader | Series | @spideyjimin
⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
#bts ff#bts imagine#jungkook fic#bts masterlist#bangtan#bts#namjoon#jungkook x reader#jimin#bts jimin#jeon jungkook#jungkook#jeon jungkoooook#jk 3d#bts jk#jk#jk icons#bts jungkook#taehyung#jungkook rec#jungkook reaction#jungkook recs#jungkook reader#jk recommendations#jeon jeongguk#jungkook bts#jungkook icons#jungkook smut#jungkook layouts#run bts
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fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023
♤ in pursuit of wedded bliss by @fantasyescapes17
regency au, each members has his own story, but they're interconnected
choi seungcheol
◇ push it down (sooner or later it all comes out) by @dontflailmenow
camboy!seungcheol, ex's best friend!seungcheol, enemies to lovers
♧ down bad (so so bad) by @lovelyhan
idol!seungcheol x pet sitter!reader
☆ always only you by @honeyhotteoks
brother's best friend!seungcheol, friends to lovers
♤ caught in a trap by @cheolism
brother's best friend to lovers au
kim mingyu
☆ a sheep in wolf's clothing by @rubyreduji
virgin!mingyu x experienced reader
♤ creep by @smileysuh
serial killer!ghost!mingyu, touch starved!mingyu, halloween fic
ot8
◇ skz drabble by @leviackermanscleaningbuddy
a/b/o, cnc, primal play
♧ sharing = caring by @cbini
bf!chan sharing you
☆ camcorder by @tasteracha
bf!minho x reader x chan, a little pervy chan
♤ five for five by @bh-archive
chan x hyunjin x hongjoong x san x juyeon x reader
◇ some things are better left unknown by @roseykat
chan x felix x reader, threesome
lee minho
♧ dilf!minho by @cinhomi
dilf!minho x baby sitter!reader, breeding kink, pregnancy talk
bang chan
☆ bad idea by @hyunsvngs
step dad!chan, getting together, infidelity
hwang hyunjin
♤ dressing down by @jl-micasea-fics
best friends to lovers, mutual pining
lee felix
◇ best friend felix by @ddyskz
best friends to lovers, fluffy smut
♧ felix + thigh riding by @straykeedz
☆ cockwarming by @dreaming-medium
coworkers au, secretary!felix, office sex
ot7
♤ shadows we trust by @remedyx
supernatural au, mystical creatures!bts, dark circus au
◇ masked miracles by @remedyx
hybrid!bts, detective!reader
♧ stay alive by @staytinyville
mythical creatures!bts, supernatural au
☆ trouvaille by @spookyserenades
hybrid!bts, witch!reader, supernatural au, some horror themes
♤ eternally theirs by @imnotlauriane
dragon!bts, soulmates au, knights au
◇ the lucky seven by @riphobisbraces
hybrid!bts, princess!human!reader
♤ emerald gem by @sweetlyskz
hybrid!bts, reader has a farm, strangers to lovers
♧ oh, little red by @jincherie
wolf!yoongi x reader x wolf!jimin, red riding hood au
min yoongi
☆ celestial ruin by @remedyx
fallen angel!yoongi x angel!reader, corruption arc
♤ fxck a fxckboy by @yoongifis
fuckboy!yoongi x smartass!reader
kim taehyung
◇ isn't that what brothers do? by @aris-ink
step brother!taehyung, forbidden romance, dub con
♧ black swan by @aris-ink
step dad!taehyung, manipulation, corruption, cheating
☆new flame by @gimmethatagustd
alpha!taehyung x omega!reader, heat sex
jeon jungkook
♤ family secrets by @aris-ink
step brother!jungkook, dry humping
◇ icarus by @aris-ink
step brother!jungkook, risky/sneaky sex
♧ close by @aft3rhrs
step brother!jungkook, forbidden romance
choi soobin
☆ let's play a game by @anyamaris
soobin x reader x yeosang (ateez), friends to lovers, primal play
♤ closed doors by @last-words-ofashootingstar
soobin x reader x hongjoong, idol au, obsessed!soobin
◇ super shy! by @fairyofshampgyu
shy virgin baker!soobin x experienced reader
♧ i <3 nerds by @enha-cafe
nerdy!soobin secretly a sex god au
multiple members
☆ drippin' by @ncteez
'00 line x reader, friends to lovers, birthday orgy
♤ cookie jar by @neopuppy
step brothers!jeno and jaemin x reader, stuck in a dryer au
♧ sos by @neopuppy
a/b/o, sex pollen au, pollen induced heat/rut
lee jeno
☆ shameless by @neopuppy
step son!jeno x step mom!reader, infidelity, very dub con
♤ hand kink by @jaylaxies
roommates au, hand kink
lee mark
◇ i can help by @recklessmark
step dad!mark, corruption, manipulation, infidelity
ATEEZ rec list pt. 1 | pt. 2
#kpop fic recs#seventeen fic recs#seventeen fic#seventeen smut#seungcheol fic#seungcheol smut#mingyu fic#mingyu smut#seventeen x reader#svt fic#svt smut#stray kids fic recs#stray kids fic#stray kids smut#stray kids fluff#stray kids angst#ot8 x reader#poly skz#bts fic recs#bts fic#bts smut#bts fluff#yoongi fic#yoongi smut#taehyung fic#taehyung smut#jungkook fic#jungkook smut
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Jungkook- ff recs masterlist 🔞
So here's my fav Jungkook ffs of all time plus a MUST READ compilation 💌.
All the recommended ffs are 18+ so MDNI!!
S: smut | A: angst | F: fluff | ❤️: extreme favs
(fics are not ordered in any specific order of preference and neither do they entertain infidelity or any major triggering themes 🙃)
Starting off with the 2 most "SEVEN" mv inspired one shots I've read till now -
■ Night after night by @brown-bi-beautiful ❤️ ( S, A, F )
■ Devoted to trouble by @jeonsweetpea (S, slight A, F)
Seven days a week by @jjkeverlast (S, slight A, F)
Thirteen rounds by @moni-logues (S)
Slow motion by @rerefundslocals(S, A, F)
@personasintro 's masterlist ❤️
Legit ALL her ffs are TOP NOTCH. So here's link to her entire masterlist. Fav author for a reason 💜
Ps - Mutual help & Away from you are Ultimate lovee!
Stay with me by @jungk0oksthighs ❤️(S, A, F)
Reminder by @dollfaceksj ❤️ (S, A, F)
Over wine (Ongoing) by @koocycle (S, A)
There's no way by @redjoonie (S, slight A, F)
Seven ways to sunday (Ongoing) by @jeonjcngkook (S)
Bad Omega, Sweet Omega JJK by @helenazbmrskai (S, A)
Drabble collection by @onlyswan (F)
Office break by @vminizzle (S)
Two point five by @bratkook (S, F)
My you by @wnderkoo (S, slight A, F)
This is how we break by @ahundredtimesover (S, A)
Unplanned night by @vminizzle ❤️ (S)
Rolling stone by @kooktrash (S, A)
4-7-8 by @jiminrings (S, heavy A, F)
Sleepless nights by @wnderkoo (S, F)
Backstage quickies by @btsqualityy ❤️ (S)
So good by @ggukiepie ❤️ (S)
Lost on you by @letjungcoook7 (S)
Cramped quarters by @btsqualityy (S)
Kink series by @btsqualityy ❤️ (S)
Bts reactions by @cheolhub (S)
Early riser by @moni-logues (S)
Bf!Jk drabble by @letjungcoook7 (S)
Standing next to you by @back2bluesidex (S)
On my mind by @angelguk ❤️ (S)
Ceo!Jk one shot by @letjungcoook7 (S, slight A)
All over again by @jungkookstatts ❤️ (S, F)
Return the favor by @back2bluesidex (S, F)
Jk!drabble by @borathae (S)
The bet by @letjungcoook7 (S)
Bf!Jk (kinda break up au) by @letjungcoook7 (S, A)
Bf!Jungkook by @jungkookstatts ❤️ (S, F)
Cherry flavored by @jungkookstatts ❤️ (S, F)
Black dye by @mercurygguk (S, F)
When the end comes by @oddinary4bts ❤️ (S, F, huge A) happy ending tho
Down on you by @ki-yomii ❤️ (S)
I want you to stay by @ahundredtimesover (Ongoing)
Birthday boy by @jeonfics (S)
Wishing for you by @kookiestarlight (S, A, F)
Guilty Pleasures (Ongoing) by @kookslastbutton (S, A)
The violence of the dog days by @youarewhatyoulove-blog ❤️ (S, F)
#jungkook#jungkook smut#bts#bts jungkook#ff recs#masterlist#jungkook masterlist#smut#bts jk#jk#jk smut#jimin#namjoon#yoongi#taehyung#jhope#angst#fluff#exes to lovers#strangers to lovers#married au#friends to lovers#fwb to lovers#updated#New faves#jungkook recs#jungkook x reader
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Soft, romantic and drunk bf Yoongi waking you up by going down on you when he gets in late after a night of drink (with OT7/ after suchwita/ whatever) in which he could not stop thinking about you and your pussy.
I can even give inspo: tu mbl r.co m/poutyniall/714256286018142208/tongue-technology
yeah hey hi hello thanks for sending this. after only receiving PG requests this really sent me into a spiral.
crescendo
pairing: yoongi x reader (no pronouns used, but gendered terms are used for genitalia)
genre: established relationship au; smut, fluff
warnings: alcohol, swearing, yoongi is tipsy and just a horny pining disaster, previously discussed and consenting somnophilia, oral sex, unedited.
rating: explicit. minors do not interact.
wordcount: 1k
listen to: middle of the night by elley duhé
Amongst his group of friends, Yoongi is the only one who gets like this when he’s drunk.
Some people regress and act half their age (Seokjn). Some people are overly-affectionate and stumble over compliments (Jimin). Some people try to pick philosophical debates over the point at which bread ceases to be bread and becomes toast (Namjoon). Some people bypass the philosophical entirely and go straight to the conspiratorial (Taehyung). Some people take one sip and slump over in the booth, moaning that they’re half-dead (Hoseok). Finally, some people don’t even bother to show up, because they’re too busy staying home and playing Overwatch to check their texts (Jungkook).
Yoongi, though—Yoongi gets horny.
The kind of horny that has him looking away each time someone’s tongue darts out to catch a stray drop of alcohol. The kind of horny that has him doing complex mathematical equations in his head to determine if he could conceivably lock himself in a bathroom stall and get it out of his system before anyone becomes suspicious. The kind of horny that has him sending you half-legible text messages under the table, detailing every dirty thing he wants to do to you, despite the fact you told him hours ago you were going to shower and go to sleep.
Fuck. He needs to get out of here.
“Aw, look at Yoongi-hyung,” Jimin teases, and everyone except Hoseok creates a chorus of laughter. Yoongi’s cheeks burn, made worse by the garish yellow-red lights of this bar. “I can’t decide if I should be jealous or concerned.”
Namjoon scoffs. “Why would you be concerned, Jimin-ah? Sex is a normal, beautiful thing, and it’s absolute bullshit that people use it as a point of shame—”
“Yeah, okay, that’s my cue,” Seokjin says around a fake gag. “Who had the tab tonight? Just send me a request—”
“You had the tab, you fucker—”
Seokjin hears none of it. Just says, “Mm, bye,” and then he’s gone. Which is Yoongi’s cue too, because he’s the second-oldest and therefore second in command, and the rest of them won’t even hesitate to stick him with the bill because it happens every single time it’s Seokjin’s turn to pay.
So he lies. Says, “Hyung will pay it in a minute. Gotta piss first,” and stumbles out the back.
He’ll hear about it later, if not from his four dongsaengs then certainly his ancestors, but he needs to be home. Needs to feel you spread out beneath him—your sleep-warmed skin, still soft from your shower, the scent of your body wash stubbornly clinging on. Needs to press his lips to every inch of it. Needs the smell and taste of you overwhelming him. Needs to hear all those little sounds you make.
The longer this taxi ride drags on, the more paranoid he becomes. Can the driver tell how fucked up he is in his backseat? Can he see the way Yoongi’s fingers are gripping the worn leather? How desperately he’s trying to keep quiet every time something explicit plays in his memory? He’d understand, Yoongi thinks; he’d understand if he knew you, saw you. He wouldn’t be able to blame Yoongi at all.
Seoul passes by in a blur, all neon reds and blues and whites. Everything is still so alive, even at this god-forsaken hour, and it makes him dizzy. Has his head spinning. He’s drunk and he’s horny and he just wants to be next to you.
Somehow, he manages to dig his phone out of his pocket despite how tight they’ve grown over the last hour. Goes straight to his texts, pointedly ignores all the ones in the groupchat yelling at him and Seokjin, and presses on your name. He’s less drunk now than he was before, but the messages still don’t make sense. Yoongi groans, throws his head back against the seat. Next time he’s just going to skip the bullshit and send you pictures. No use speaking in tongues when hieroglyphics could work much better.
The next five minutes play out like this: the taxi stops outside your building, Yoongi hands over a stack of money that’s undoubtedly too thick, he stumbles up the steps two at a time, so close yet still too far away.
And then there’s the door.
“This okay, baby?”
A nip of teeth at the junction of your thigh. Hands gripping at your waist, fingers dimpling your skin. Warm breath ghosting over your wet cunt. Yoongi’s head between your thighs as he kneels on the bed. You’re unsure if you’re conscious or not, but as you tangle your hands in Yoongi’s soft hair, you decide it doesn’t matter.
So you nod, angle your hips closer to Yoongi’s face. A whisper-soft gasp when he presses a kiss to your thigh, one to your clit; a strangled moan when you feel him smile against you before flattening his tongue and licking a stripe up your slit.
“Fuck,” he groans, doing it again, pulling away only long enough to say, “thought about this pussy all fucking night. You taste so good.”
Yoongi indulges in your body the way other people indulge in vices: incessantly, obsessively. But you aren’t a vice, are you? You’re not something to be ashamed of; not something wicked. As Yoongi continues working you over with his mouth, so sloppy and overeager you can feel it dampening the sheets beneath you, it feels like reverence.
It isn’t long before the heat starts simmering in your belly. Not long before everything starts feeling overwhelming; before your visions starts blurring at the edges. “Yoong, I’m—”
He hums against your core. Sucks hard once at your clit, and then you’re tumbling over the edge. “Goddamn, I love you,” Yoongi says into your skin. “That’s it, give it to me, baby, I love you.”
It feels predestined.
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h o m i e h o p p e r
p a i r i n g : JK, HSK, NJ x reader
g e n r e : college au.
t a g s : homie hopping (the title duhhh), bang chan makes an appearance as your bf, he’s being cucked, vaginal sex, blow jobs, cunnilingus, sex tapes, sexual objectification (on reader), dirty talk, degradation, hook-ups, voyeurism, reader is really pretty (she’s a sweetie pls), poly!relationship undertones, chan refuses to even believe the rumors, sexual innuendos and jokes, the boys are assHOLES, low-key toxic, joon and them are fuckin mean, car sex, chan's POV, surprise for u at the end, chan goes thru it a lot, everyone is bad here LMAO
w o r d c o u n t : 6.3 k
s u m m a r y : the rumors weren’t true… or were they?
When Chan first heard the rumors he was absolutely furious, how could anyone ever talk about someone like that? Never mind that, WHY would anyone talk about his girlfriend point blank period. It pissed him off that anyone he talked to always had to bring you up with the same damn question over and over again.
“Oh you’re dating now? I thought she was fucking Jungkook?”
“I heard Namjoon and her hooked up at the party last night, is that true?”
“No way dude, you’re going out with Seok’s girl? He was telling me the other night how he and Joon took turns.”
Sure he knew you got around a lot but he didn’t care that was your business, the more important thing was you were with him now and he was sure you weren’t capable of cheating. How could you? Not when you were the sweetest thing on this earth, you wouldn’t even harm a fly let alone think about being unfaithful. Chan learned to ignore the comments thrown at him, he knew you better than anyone else.
You seemed to be very popular, often attracting attention left and right because of your nice personality and your pretty face. Chan honestly felt like he had lucked out with you, you liked some things he liked, you shared some hobbies, and you listened to a few genres Chan liked. He was stuck in the honeymoon phase and he never wanted to wake up from it.
Chan however did find it a bit weird how..touchy and friendly his housemates seemed to be you. Yes he did know about the rumors of you and his housemates but he kind of didn’t believe them to be true. Maybe they were exaggerating? His housemates didn’t seem to say anything about the situation so maybe people had it all mixed up.. Right?
He starts observing how you interact with them whenever you come over. His eyes are watchful as you greet Hoseok at the door with a sweet smile on your face and a handful of cookies you baked. Chan stares at the seemingly innocent interaction, only getting up to intervene when he sees something odd.
“Hi Seokie,” you softly smile, “I baked some cookies for everyone, Channie told me you guys have been really stressed out from exams ‘n stuff.”
Hoseok grins, “Well aren’t you a sweetheart? Isn’t Chan so lucky to have someone like you? I mean your cookies aren’t the only sweet thing I like to eat.” He shoots a wink and reaches down to grab one, biting into it with a pleased hum.
You reach up to gently wipe the corner of Hoseok’s lips with your thumb, “Thank you sweetheart.” Hoseok slowly licks his lips.
Chan watches in pure silence, a little put off about the strange show of affection he’s seeing. “Okay Seok, me ‘n y/n are gonna head off now, you remember it’s movie night don’t you baby?” He gently pulls you by your waist to his side, wanting you as far away from Hoseok as possible.
“Oh yes! We’re gonna have a Scream marathon!” You excitedly buzz, “Bye Seokie,” you wave and let Chan guide you up the stairs with a possessive hand laid over your back. Chan glances one last time at Hoseok, finding him staring very intently, specifically your ass which sits so perfectly in your leggings. Hoseok actually fucking winks at him as Chan disappears upstairs.
The second time he realizes things aren’t right is the morning after you stay the night, no one is home except for Namjoon. Chan wakes up to a note on his nightstand telling him you’re downstairs making breakfast. The little hearts you drew make his heart flutter as he sleepily smiles and rolls out of bed.
As he makes his way down and around the corner he can hear those cute little giggles of yours. Reality shatters the moment and snaps him out of his daze when he hears Namjoon’s deep baritone voice.
Namjoon…?
Chan curiously peeks into the kitchen only to find you standing there in his oversized shirt he gave you the night before. If memory served him correctly, you went to bed in his shirt and with ONLY panties underneath.. His eyes widened, shocked to see Namjoon standing directly behind you pressed so closely as he opened the cabinet to reach for something high up on the shelf.
“Careful now shortie, don’t want you falling and hurting yourself.” Namjoon lazily smirks, passing the bowls you had asked him for, “Especially with you bouncing all over the place.” He hums, reaching down to smack your ass as he walks over to the fridge.
You voice your complaints with an angry pout, turning to say something when you see Chan. “Channie! You’re up, I made some pancakes and a fruit bowl.” You cheerfully say, “Sit, sit I’m just about to finish,” you say.
“You good there Channie?” Namjoon draws out with a tiny smirk, leaning up against the fridge with his arms crossed. “You look like you just saw a ghost or something.” His eyes briefly break contact to trail after you when you pass by him.
Chan nods, “I’m good,” he shoots you a tiny smile before looking back at Namjoon blankly, “all good.”
Something is definitely wrong by the third time he realizes there’s more than what meets the eye. It’s what people have to say about Jungkook when the little bubble he’s been cooped up in finally bursts. Chan doesn’t wanna hear it but he knows his brain will be nagging about it later on if he doesn’t clear things up once and for all.
“Jungkook? You mean the footballer you live with?” Hyunjin raises a brow in confusion, “Why do you wanna know about him and your girlfriend? Unless you’re like into that sorta stuff man.”
Chan sighs in exasperation, “No I’m not trying to say anything right now, I’m curious that’s all. Jungkook’s never mentioned any girl before and I’m wondering if he and y/n had history together or some shit, that’s all.”
Hyunjin has this look on his face like he doesn’t truly believe it, but lucky for Chan he doesn’t comment about it. “I heard a couple of things. Two semesters ago someone caught Jeon in his car fucking someone, no one was sure who it was but we all had a feeling it had to be y/n because he posted a like selfie with some girl’s hand in the frame and then y/n posted a pic of her inside someone’s car, it looked like JK’s so we all knew it was them two.” He shrugs.
“Ohh really?” Chan nods slowly, now that he thinks about it Jungkook did mention once or twice of a girl he was fucking on the low, said something about her being “the best piece of ass” he’s ever gotten. Thinking about it now makes Chan’s stomach curl in disgust and other unpleasant feelings.
“Yeah, but that was ages ago man you don’t really have anything to worry about now.” With that Chan’s left alone to wallow in his own thoughts.
The girl he’s been with for the past two months really fucked his friends before she landed on him.. He can’t exactly say he’s happy with the idea but if nothing was going on right now, he was fine. The past was past, you were with him now and nothing was going to change that fact.
He hopes.
+
Chan doesn’t think about it as much as he did before, if anything it’s long forgotten because he rather focus on the present rather than the past. He got over it and made peace with the idea of nothing going on. He blamed it on his damn insecurities.
For about two weeks Chan is in pure bliss with you. Your little dates carry on and surprisingly the comments people made died down. Hell he didn’t notice any weird shit on behalf of his other housemates who seemed to barely be at home whenever Chan brought you over. Seeing this as an opportunity he brings you with him one night, knowing that the guys were out for the night.
Things lead to another and pretty soon you’re both getting down and dirty in his sheets, closed away in the privacy of his bedroom. The perks? You could be as loud as you wanted, and Chan didn’t have to worry about anyone hearing you two go at it through the paper thin walls.
Chan had you laid back on the comforter, thighs wrapped around his midsection and hips a little elevated to strike that spongy spot that drove you crazy all the time. Your head was thrown back on the pillow with your eyes shut in bliss and lips formed in a tiny ‘o’ as moans and whimpers left you.
“C-Chan,” you mewled out, desperately clawing and twisting at the sheets, “so good.” Your breath hitched, eyes fluttering open to stare up at him.
Chan groans under his breath and re-adjusts his grip on your hips, getting a good grip as he plows into your squelching pussy. The sounds of his balls smacking against your ass ring in his ears, the bed creaks audibly against the wooden floor of his bedroom. The sounds were so filthy they were porn worthy.
“Fuck, you gonna cum baby?” He murmurs darkly, face twisting in pleasure as he feels you cunt clench down tightly around his shaft, making his cock throb weakly in response. “Can feel your little pussy gettin’ tighter and tighter for me.”
You moaned lewdly at his words and nod frantically, “Gonna cum–oooh..! R-Right there..!” You writhe on the bed, hips pushing up and squirming around so much you almost slip off his cock.
“Go ahead baby,” Chan moans, “cum on my cock.” He pants heavily, leaning down to smother you in a passionate kiss as his pace speeds up.
You wrap your arms around his neck with a loud moan, teetering on the edge of an orgasm. Chan can feel you getting close, and right before he can reach down to rub at your swollen nub he hears the door click open and Jungkook’s loud laughter.
“Chan, you gotta check this shit out–” Jungkook looks up and his eyes widen, “Holy fuck man, my bad.” He laughs harder.
Any pleasure Chan was feeling moments prior is now gone, he feels his cock even soften from the sound of Jungkook entering. He quickly throws a blanket over your naked form, glad he had been too impatient to take his boxers off. “Jungkook–” he sighs, “Can you step out? Not fucking cool,” he shoots a glare at Jungkook, making sure to cover your smaller frame with his own body.
“Sure, Channie,” Jungkook mocks, “whatever you say.” He turns to walk back out, turning his head over his shoulder to shoot you a smirk, “So you wear lace now?” Chan’s face burns with both anger and embarrassment after Jungkook pointed out the panties set lying on his floor nearby the door. “Don’t get ya panties in a twist, I’m goin’.” Jungkook shuts the door behind him.
A long sigh leaves Chan and he turns to look over at you apologetically, “I forgot to lock the door dammit.” He rubs his face in frustration, irritated that he was reminded of the shit he didn’t want to be thinking about.
“It’s okay Channie,” you sit up, sheets around your body as you gently smooch his cheek, “I still enjoyed tonight with you.” You smile softly.
“Yeah… I did too,” Chan smiles back, trying not to look too dejected.
He confronts Jungkook a few days later. He’s sitting in the living room waiting for Jungkook to come home. He had sent a message and Jungkook simply replied that he’d be home in a few.
“You wanted to talk?” Jungkook says, tossing the keys into a bowl by the door as he sets his drink down, “What’s up?” He grunts, kicking his shoes off and going to sit in the living room across from Chan.
Chan notes the faint sweat on Jungkook’s face, shirt rolled up at the sleeves to show off his defined muscles which made the older look more intimidating. “The other night, you need to knock and I mean it Kook because you don’t know if I’m changing or y/n is not decent or anything and I don’t want shit to happen between us because what happened was fucking inappropriate and I didn’t like that shit. At all.” He folds his arms across his chest with a glare.
Jungkook hums, “Okay.”
“Okay? Is that all?” Chan raises a brow.
Jungkook shrugs, “You wanna know something Chan?” He says calmly and sits with his arms spread over the back of the couch, manspreading with a nonchalant attitude. “With a beautiful ass like that I wouldn’t dream of gatekeeping it from the entire world, I mean, it’s always a good feeling to show the others what they wished they had. So congrats on your win, not everyday someone lands a girl like y/n.”
“Jungkook what the fuck are you on?” Chan frowns.
“Nothing, I’m just being honest with you. I could care less if you’re feeling threatened by me or the guys. I see the way it kills you on the inside hearing all the shit they say about your precious y/n. Does that piss you off Channie? Thinking about how she fucked the three of us before she got to you?” He tilts his head to the side with mischief twinkling in his eyes.
Chan doesn’t think he can reply without having an outburst of some sort, he’s getting more pissed by the second. Any more of Jungkook’s crude talking and Chan thinks he’s going to explode from the anger…and he does NOT want to be the one to fight Jungkook, has anyone seen him in the gym?
“I’m gonna let you in on a little secret,” Jungkook smirks, taking a seat next to Chan, “there isn’t nothing about y/n that we haven’t seen already, so the next time you fuck her in the house, remember I once had my dick in there too.” He grins, “Tell her throat I said hi,” he chuckles quietly, getting off of the sofa and disappearing up the stairs.
Chan sits there with a blank stare, fists clenched tightly in his lap as he tries to control his breathing. In, out, in, out. He slumps in his seat, arm thrown over his face as he grumbles. That didn’t go as fucking planned, if anything Jungkook bitched him out without even having to try!
“Fuck,” he sighs longly, he decides he can’t wallow in self pity and rises off the couch.
Right as he steps outside of the house his phone buzzes. Curiously he unlocks his phone and opens the messages (which conveniently was from Jungkook). A thumbnail of a video sits innocently in the chat, Chan’s stomach drops because he knows what this is. His hands shake as he presses on the video.
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Jungkook was a really nice guy, he teased you a lot and was a bit cocky but it added to his charms. You meet through a mutual friend, who you feel sorry for because her plans to hook up with Jungkook seemed to fly out the window the moment he lays eyes on you. Jungkook makes it painfully obvious that the only person he was taking home was going to be you.
He fucked you so good you couldn’t even feel your legs afterwards, it was ten out of ten and you could see yourself coming back again. It turned into a little dick appointment situation, meeting up whenever either one of you wanted to fuck. Whether it be in the morning of afternoon or dead in the night it didn’t matter, somehow you guys always ended up fucking.
You felt comfortable enough with him to post about it without exactly letting anyone know it was Jungkook you were fucking. Jungkook did the same, often asking to record and take pictures while he was hitting it from the back or balls deep inside of you.
One night you will never forget is when Jungkook decides to record you in his car, the video itself is about forty minutes long, and that’s what he decided to capture (your fucking went on much longer than that). The first scene is shot with his phone propped up on the dashboard, facing the driver's seat.
You’re sitting in his lap grinding and rocking your hips in tiny circles around his throbbing wet cock. Jungkook had his arms wrapped tightly around your back as he held you close to him while you fucked yourself silly on his cock. Loud whimpers and little “uh’s” escaped your lips. The sound of your wet pussy drooling over his cock and the back of your thighs smacking into him resonated throughout the whole car.
Jungkook had one hand buried in your hair, gripping it tightly as he yanked your head back while you rode him. His eyes flickered past your shoulder and into the camera as he smirked darkly, toying with his lip ring while you frantically moved your hips.
“Mmm..! Ooh, right there,” you pant out in pleasure, eyes stinging from the pleasure and pleasant ache you feel from him yanking on your hair. Your hips slow down and swivel in small circles so you can feel his thick cock rub up against your walls in a delicious angle that has you seeing stars.
Jungkook focuses his attention right back to you and grunts softly, “There you go, good girl.” He uses his other hand to grip your hip as he helps you grind in smooth circles on his cock. “Shit,” he sighs, relaxing into the seat and letting his head roll back on the headrest.
Your arms come up to wrap around his neck, you hide yourself away in the crook of his neck and desperately roll your hips. Soft little moans and needy whines leave you every so often, the windows of the car have fogged up by now and the music playing from the radio is merely background noise.
Everytime you push your hips back you feel the soaked material of Jungkook’s sweats given that he hadn’t bothered with slipping them past his thighs. You shiver pleasantly when his hot breath hovers over your hardened nipples. He encloses one of the sensitive buds in his mouth, suckling gently and rolling his tongue around.
“Mmm..!” You arch your back even more, desperately chasing after the pleasure erupting in your chest area. Jungkook doesn’t seem to mind you pushing your soft tits in his face as he merely buries himself away in your chest while you ride him like your life depends on it.
After getting you to cum a couple of times he moves you two to the backseat. He’s holding his phone above you and recording the way your ass smacks against his hips. There’s a much louder slapping sound since he’s in control of the pace now, he wants you to feel this fucking for days to come.
“Greedy little thing you are, can’t seem to get enough of my cock can you?” Jungkook pants softly while slapping his hips against you, “Not gonna answer? Did I fuck you stupid already baby? Answer me,” he slaps your ass, “go on, tell me how good your ‘Jungkookie’ fucks you.” He grins, his laughter coming out breathless and dazed.
“ ‘s not enough, want it more–deeper, harder.” You gasp out, hands resting above you on the window to keep you grounded while he fucked your brains out, “Can feel it so deep inside,” you breathily moan, eyes slipping shut as his cock bumps into that spongy senstive spot inside of you, “mmmm–there–wanna cum again.” Your lips part, face scrunching cutely in pleasure as your body begins to go slack.
Jungkook softly moans and aims the camera down where you’re both connected. He increases the speed of his thrusts and angles his hips to keep hitting your sweet spot. He feels your pussy tighten and pulse around his cock, sending small shivers down his spine.
“Look up for me baby, say hi to the camera,” Jungkook licks his lips.
You tilt your head up with hooded and dazed eyes, moans tumbling from your lips and a little bit of drool slipping out the corner of your lips. Your breath hitches quietly, pouty lips parting once more as the noises you make increase in pitch. “There you go, show everyone what a slut you are for cock,” he smirks and reaches down with his tattooed hand to grab your chin and face you towards him.
“Oh fuck! Yes, yes..!” Chan sits there in his car with his jaw dropped, watching the now shaky video as Jungkook presumably fucks you into next week with how hard he’s going. Bitter humiliation sits in the pits of his belly.
+
Over the next few weeks Chan distances himself from everything really. He doesn’t know how he’s going to look at you now knowing the shit that happened with Jungkook. It was one thing to sit and listen to all these people talk about you two but it was a whole different story seeing it on video. Truly crushed his dignity and maybe his ego.
You of course had asked him if anything was wrong but Chan said the same thing, “No babe, just tired and burnt out from school stuff I got going.” And you bought it everytime. He felt bad yes but at the same time he felt like he just needed a little bit of space, he didn’t want to take his anger out on you because you didn’t deserve any of that.
Things back at the house seemed tense, Jungkook looked smug whenever he saw Chan and well, Chan didn’t have the energy to fight over shit like this. One would see it as him accepting that he was a bitch but Chan thought about it differently. Sure he felt extremely disrespected but what else could he do? He can’t reverse time and change the past.
Namjoon hadn’t bothered to comment much (the most he offered was “shit’s childish”) and Hoseok well he kind of tried to play mediator of the situation. He would make some jokes here and there to ease the tension in the room but Jungkook didn’t care. Jungkook was the most relaxed, and it irked Chan to no end how nonchalant he was about this, like if he didn’t show someone a video of him pounding their girlfriend.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Hoseok hums, shooting him that bright little smile he always gave everyone. “You’ve been oddly quiet for weeks now Chan.”
Chan looks at the elder with a quiet hum, “Nothing much Seok, just have a lot on my mind right now. And if you’re wondering, no I'm not upset with Jungkook or anything so you can rest easy. There won’t be a fight or anything like that.” He throws his head back and lets it hang off the couch, a long sigh escaping.
“Your face says otherwise.” Hoseok smirks.
“Listen, I don’t mean this in a bad way or anything but I’d appreciate it if you a) stop bringing this up about Jungkook and b) knock whatever weird fucking obsession you have with my girlfriend off. It’s fucking weird that you guys talk about her, make these smart ass comments, and eye fuck her when I’m right there. I get it, you guys fucked in the past but we’re in a relationship and I’d very much like for you to respect it.” He glares back, not realizing his voice rose with every word he spoke.
Hoseok stares at him for a few minutes with no expression on his face, and Chan at first thinks he fucked up but then the unexpected happens. The fucker laughs. He watches Hoseok throw his head back, shoulders shaking as he slaps his knee a couple of times.
“What the fuck is so funny?” Chan grits his teeth.
“Damn ‘Channie’ I thought you were better than this, you should feel happy she chose to be with you. You’re the mannnn,” he playfully hits Chan on the side, “I mean, she tastes as good as she looks.” He licks his lips, staring into Chan’s eyes unapologetically. “Does she still wear those pink panties of hers? You know which ones, little white bow and lacey trim…”
Chan knows exactly which ones he’s referring to. His fists clench in his lap tightly, he silently rages in his spot but it doesn't deter Hoseok. “I bet she still holds your head down right when she’s about to cum,” his voice drops to a husky whisper, “does this little thing with her hips, practically smothering you with her pussy.” Chan snaps his head towards Hoseok, watching as the usually playful man taunts and teases him.
“Oh I bet she does.” He grins, “Funny…she used to do the same with me.” He gets up and walks away with no other words. Chan stares ahead at the wall with a blank look and a fiery anger running through his veins.
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Hoseok was buried between your soft thighs, licking and sucking at your swollen clit with his fingers buried knuckle deep inside of your sopping wet pussy. Moans and whimpers tumbled freely from your lips, your head was thrown back with your lips parted and expression twisted into one of pure pleasure and bliss.
His fingers felt so good, stretching and filling your pussy to the brim. He stroked over your g-spot repeatedly, pairing his strokes with powerful sucks on your clit. It only had you dripping even more, thighs shaky and pussy leaking even more for him. “Seok,” you whimper, squirming around and lifting your hips as if you were offering your pussy up on a silver platter.
Hoseok took the bait, happily slurping away with his eyes closed as if he were in pleasure just being there between your soft thighs. Your cunt pulsed around his fingers, the pleasure sat hot in the pits of your belly. Hoseok was hellbent on getting you to gush because he wouldn’t let up on your g-spot.
“Fuck,” he softly pants against your soft pussy, “listen to you, absolutely fuckin’ soaked around my fingers.” He grins licking his lips, “You gonna squirt around my fingers like a good girl?”
His fingers start moving rapidly, the squelching noises get louder and tiny bits of slick spurt out from the sides of his fingers as he fucks them in and out. Your mouth falls open, you’re breathless as you weakly grip the bed sheets tightly. “Seok..!”
“That’s it, cum on my fingers and make a mess for me baby, gonna have you suck ‘em clean for me. ‘s what good girls do, isn’t that right?” He grins.
“Y-Yes..!” You gasp out.
Hoseok goes back down to take your clit in his mouth again, sucking harder than before. It sends a tremor down your spine and you cry out weakly, pussy squirting around his fingers. He moans for extra measure, causing you to weakly moan out for him to stop because it was getting to be too much.
“Good girl,” he pulls back and lifts his wet fingers, “now clean ‘em.”
.
Chan feels like he could fucking explode any minute now, everyone is walking around on eggshells in the damn house and of course Hoseok and Jungkook will stick together. Chan isn’t so sure about where Namjoon stands in all of this but he’s pretty certain he’ll side with his two friends on this one. Chan doesn’t care anymore, in fact he was already planning on leaving.
Call him a coward but he wasn’t going to waste his breath fighting, hell he wasn’t even sure y/n gave a shit about what was going on. Sometimes it made him feel like there was something he wasn’t seeing. Like this was some sort of test or a sick joke on their end, and as much as he didn’t wanna think about the possibility of you also playing sick games with him it was hard.
He hadn’t had much time to sit and talk with Namjoon given that there was tension in the house but Chan was pretty surprised to see Namjoon at home for once. These days it seemed like he was out more often to avoid the conflicts at home. It was even more surprising when Namjoon spoke to him.
“What’s up with you?” Namjoon nods his head at him, “Feels like we haven’t talked in a hot minute.”
Chan shrugs, “Been busy with work, school, you know how it is.” He replies back, busying himself with going through the fridge for his gatorade.
“You know this shit’s childish,” there it was, leave it to Namjoon to be the one to address the elephant in the room, “whatever the hell you got goin with Kook and Seok is gonna blow over pretty soon. I’m only saying this in case you guys hash it out in the yard and beat eachother up over something stupid.” He shrugs.
“And what would you classify as stupid? How is me calling them out for their weird ass behavior childish. No, you see I’m not stupid enough to fight over it but don’t you fucking think maybe I should speak up about it? It’s my fucking girlfriend we’re talking about, of course you would see me in the wrong because they’re your fucking friends.” He slams the fridge door a little harder then he intended to.
Namjoon raises a brow, “And what you gonna do about it?” He stands, rounding the table like a predator with narrowed eyes and an intense gaze, “Listen, the reality here is your girl fucked everyone in this house, simple as that. She’s been on Jungkook’s dick, Hoseok’s and mine. And if I fucking wanted to I’d have her hanging off my dick right here and right now in front of your face. And you wouldn’t do anything about it because you’re a little bitch who gets cucked in front of your damn face.” He stands in front of Chan now, staring down at him with his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.
Chan glares back, but Namjoon sets a hand on his shoulder, “Do me a favor and get some air, I can’t guarantee you things will be pretty if you stay. Unless you want me to show you just how well she takes my cock.”
.
You pull back from his cock with a low pop, tongue swirling and collecting the beads of precum around his tip. Namjoon’s grip tightens in your hair, cock weakly throbbing because the head of his cock was a sensitive area for him. You cheekily dig your tongue into his slit to get a reaction out of him.
“Oh fuck,” he gasps out, hips jumping once more in surprise, “just like that..” He moans.
You take his cock into your mouth once more and start bobbing your head. You use your hands to twist and stroke his shaft. His moans rise in volume as the hand in your hair starts guiding you up and down his cock. Your eyes water occasionally from the feeling of his cock hitting the back of your throat.
“Take it like a good girl baby, gonna cum down your throat.. You gonna swallow like a good girl?” He rasps out. You eagerly nod and reach down to cup his balls, massaging them gently while you try to suck the soul out of him.
Namjoon’s hips stutter in their movements when he gets closer to coming undone. He groans louder and holds your head still to fuck up into your mouth. “Fuck, fuck.” He moans out as he throws his head back. You feel his cock twitch and throb in your mouth and you cheekily moan to cause vibrations.
He comes undone, cum spilling down your throat, “Fuckkkkk,” he whispers out, “so good for me baby..” he strokes over your head and keeps your head down until he’s done coming. “Go on and clean the mess you made, I don’t want to see not one drop go to waste.”
.
Chan heads straight over to your place. On the way he tries to calm himself down but everytime he thinks about the conversation earlier he ends up heated all over again. “Fuck!” Chan yells in anger as he hits the steering wheel angrily.
“Chan?” Your sweet voice interrupts his thoughts, “I was asking if you wanted me to order some pizza and we can go pick it up?” You rub his back gently, comforting even, “Is everything okay?”
Chan shakes his head with a long sigh, burying his face in his hands as he looks over at you, “Some shit happened earlier but I’m fine now,” he waves you off, “call, call, I’m gonna use the restroom real quick.” He murmurs and gets up.
He felt even more pathetic that he couldn’t talk to you about what he was going through. Then again what could you do? You weren’t even their friends so it wasn’t like you could waltz in there and tell them off or something. You didn’t have a clue what was happening inside the house since Chan wasn’t bringing you around.
Chan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “You got this.” He whispered and freshened up a bit before heading back out to you.
“Channie, I ordered the pizza, it’s gonna be ready in about fifteen minutes or so I think.” You say from inside the kitchen where you’re pouring him a glass of water, “Here sit, sit, you look really tense and stuff.”
“Thanks baby,” He smiles softly, all tension leaving his body since he couldn’t really stay mad around you. “How was your day?”
You shrug cutely, “Nothing too special since I went to class and after I just worked on my paper with Jungkook.”
Chan pauses, “Jungkook?” when you nod he speaks again, “Why?”
“We have the same class.” You reply softly.
Chan grips the cup a bit tighter, “No.. I mean why are you hanging around him? I told you it made me uncomfortable that you hang out with him when I’m not around.” He’s about to pop a fucking vessel with how angry he is.
You look unfazed, “Jungkook and I are friends,” you simply say, “I didn’t realize you were on such bad terms with him or something? Did anything happen for you to not like him?”
“Did anything happen?! Oh I don’t know y/n I’ve been fucking getting ganged up on by him and the guys, they’re all telling me what a hot piece of ass I got as a girlfriend! You think that’s something to get angry over? Are you gonna fucking sit there and tell me not to worry because you’re just friends?” He blows up.
Your lips part in surprise, eyes widening in awe as you listen to him rant angrily. “I tolerated enough when it came to them and you, I get it you all fucked and you fucking liked so what?! What the hell do you want me to do about it? Give you a fucking cookie and say good job?!”
His chest rises up and down in anger as he comes down from the rush. He stares down at you with pleading eyes, he wants you to say something. Anything. He just wants to put everything past him now.. Your lips part and you go to say something when he suddenly hears clapping behind you. “What the.” Chan frowns.
He looks over your shoulder and his heart drops to his ass. Jungkook comes out with a smug little smile on his lips as he takes a seat on the coffee table next to where you’re standing. “What a show you put on,” Jungkook whistles in amusement as he slithers an arm around your legs and tugs you closer to him, “didn’t know it had you bothered like that.”
“y/n what the fuck is going on?” Chan seethes, “Why the fuck is he here? Are you cheating on me with him, is that it?”
You stare at him with those sweet little puppy eyes of yours, pout forming on your lips as you gently reach over to caress Jungkook’s hair, sending Chan into a state of disbelief. “No, I’m not cheating on you. I thought you would have noticed by now, seems like you don’t pay enough attention.”
“Notice what?” He grits his teeth.
Jungkook chuckles, “Why do you think people call her Hoseok’s girl? Or my girl? Or Joon’s?” He sits back with a smug smirk, “I know you noticed how friendly we all were with each other. Listen, Chan buddy, if you ever thought you had y/n you were dead wrong. You see we love our baby, and if she says she wants to fuck you then she’s gonna fuck you simple as that. We’ve always let our girl have her fun because at the end of the day she comes back to us.” He grins.
You hum softly, “It’s fair game Channie, I do what I want but I’m still theirs. Joonie and the boys like to mess around with the guys though.. Surprised you lasted this long.”
It dawns on him this was all a sick game between the four of you. Chan stares in horror and disbelief, “You guys are fucking psychos..” He whispers.
“We’ll see you around… Channie.” Jungkook smirks.
Chan turns to you but you’re more focused on brushing Jungkook’s hair, “Pity Kookie, I actually liked this one.” You murmur softly without offering a single glance at Chan.
Chan fucking hates his life.
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↳ SYNOPSIS › You never intended for any of this to happen! Thriving from the attention your step-daughter's boyfriend, you never meant for anything to go past the innocent flirting and soft-spoken comments. Jungkook, however, didn't think anything of it when he first met you but the more he got to know you, the more he knew he was falling. He knows this is wrong. You two shouldn't be sneaking around like this but once he finally gets a taste of what he truly desires, there was no turning back.
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» RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T]
» GENRE(S) › smut, angst
» AU › infidelity, (sort of) college, daughter's bf
» PAIRING(S) › jeon jungkook x f!reader
» SIDE PAIRING(S) › jeon jungkook x min yoonji, reader x (no name)male!oc
» TYPE › SERIES | 5 chapter(s)
» WORD(S) › 6.6k+
» CH. SYNOPSIS › You fall into bed with Jungkook. A mistake you will ultimately regret.
» SMUT WARNING(S) › sub!jungkook, domme!reader, noona!reader, college!jk (doesn't matter tbh), cheating [on both sides cause 🤷🏽], reader has nipple piercings cause 🤷🏽, dub-con, premature ejaculation, somnophilia, possessive behavior, pussy fingering, dirty talk, sexual coercion, orgasm denial, male masturbation, unprotected s*x, reader has a tattoo, & fingering [I believe that's everything].
» ORIGINAL POST DATE › 06/30/2019
» RE-POSTED DATE › 11/05/23
» A/N › Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)! Pictures are from Pinterest!
It was a mistake for Jungkook to fall into this rabbit hole.
The gentle smiles, the sincerity of your constant worrying, and the fact that you were someone he shouldn’t have found himself falling for.
Even your little ticks became engraved in his mind. It was a way for him to pinpoint how you were feeling in the moment. The way you’d pick at your arm when you were anxious to the way your giggles grew into fits of laughter the funnier you thought something was.
Over time his infatuation grew deeper and stronger and with that came the depravity. The desperation to be near you became almost unbearable.
To touch you.
To feel you.
He could go on and on but the truth is he has become obsessed with everything you did and the sad part?
You’re not even his. He’s ‘dating’ your step-daughter. He doesn't care about her. To him, she was disposable. The only really he's still here is because she's the only way to get to you. And you?
You have a… husband. A shitty one but you have one, nonetheless. He didn’t matter. The guy was a disposable piece of shit who did not deserve you.
Like his daughter.
Jungkook knew from the moment she introduced him to you that your husband does not deserve your kind soul. Your husband doesn’t deserve your love.
To fuck you.
Make love to you.
He doesn’t fucking deserve you.
From the outside looking in, your husband doesn't seem to be treating you right and based on what he has heard from Yoonji. And if he’s being honest, Jungkook thinks he’s cheating too BUT that’s a discussion for another time. He notices the way you cringe away from that… filth .
Did his touch feel tainted to you as well? Did it feel foreign? Or do you hate it as much as he hates him touching you?
Before meeting you, Jungkook had no idea what people meant when they said they were fated to meet someone.
You weren’t the woman of his dreams or anything but there was the certain pull he had toward you. Your kindness, your unfiltered loving nature.
Jungkook doesn’t want you to give that love away.
You shouldn’t because that should belong to him. Right?
If your husband knew the true reason why he was hanging around so much there would be so many issues.
Good thing he doesn’t.
He tried to fight his ever growing feelings but it all came to a head the moment he stopped fighting his feelings. He saw you in a distinctive light because you were no longer just Yoonji’s stepmother. You were you. A woman he knew he would do anything and everything for.
It’s another reason why he’s in your room kneeling by your marital bed without a care in the world.
If anyone were to see him here in this moment, they would swear he had floating hearts swarming around his head as he gaze lovingly at your exhausted figure.
Jungkook caresses the side of your face with the back of his hand and trails his fingers toward your dainty lips (which are currently in a pout).
He goes soft in the way you subconsciously snuggle into his hand.
He grins fondly.
He wants nothing more but to kiss you breathless. Show you how much better he is than that man.
But alas…
All he can do is admire.
Admire how beautiful you look dreaming away and currently unaware of how he’s eagerly admiring everything that is you in front of him. Your body, your face- nothing goes unnoticed.
It’s when he yanks the cover down, he groans. Almost a little too loud.
Your body shudders from the sudden chill that runs through your body as you instinctively turn from laying on your side to your stomach.
It’s then the clothes you're wearing catch his attention.
It’s not your usual sleepwear (he knows because he’s seen you walking around in clothes that are much tighter and scandalous )but Jungkook can appreciate it all the same.
Ironically, you have a sleeping panda on your shirt with the words ‘ don’t bother me ’ stitched above it. A tiny crop top shirt you made into an off-the-shoulder shirt.
The new position also gives him a very nice view of your ass. The gray booty shorts are riding up your ass because you move so much in your sleep.
It also gives him a view of the pretty lotus flower on the back of your thigh that he’s come to love. The words ‘Always a lover, Never a fighter ’ are in cursive underneath it.
He was amazed when you told him how and why you got it. The contrast of colors looks so pretty on your skin.
He runs his finger over it only to see your leg jerk in response. You’re so damn sensitive and loves it though, he knows he has to be careful.
The last thing he wants is to wake you up. At least, not yet.
The more he watches you, the more his mouth waters.
He wants to taste you but that would have to wait until your husband isn’t present.
He probably wouldn’t be allowed in the house ever again if the two of you were caught and that’s something he doesn’t want to happen.
Right now?
Patience is a virtue.
Jungkook settles for your step-daughter for now. Despite the differences, he knows that if he holds out long enough, he will have his chance. He’ll make sure of it.
It doesn’t help that when he’s fucking her, he’s thinking of you.
Your beautiful body. She doesn’t have breasts like yours. Your full lips. Your incredibly long, worshipable legs. Everything about you is to be worshiped like the Queen… the Goddess you are.
He could go on and on about how he would take you apart piece by piece. He would make you feel and love him. He would make you want him.
It will all happen in due time.
For now, he’ll sit and wait for his chance to unravel everything.
Just then Jungkook the moment the bed creaks under your husband's weight.
One opportunity occurs when your husband heads downstairs to get water.
He knows he should be in the guest room where you and Yoonji left him and he knows there’s no excuse for him to be in here but he couldn’t miss the chance to be next to you.
He gently moves you so you’re laid on your side and facing him. He climbs into your side of the bed, coming face to face as your breath tickles his neck.
Looking at your face, you deserve so much better. You deserve him.
…And he’s prepared to give you all of him. He wants you to know that he’s right here and he’s not going anywhere. He would never do that to you.
He shifts your leg over his hip and buries his face into your chest as his heart races at the thought of getting caught. Inhaling your natural scent mixed with the perfume you’re wearing, burning it into his memory.
As soon as he hears your husband is back, he shrinks into himself so he doesn’t get caught. Vibrating with the excitement of you being so close, he tries his best to hold still.
All he wants to do, however, is kiss you breathless. Caress your body like it deserves to be worshiped.
Your body is so. fucking. warm. He can still lay with you like this all the time, watching you rest peacefully in his arms is a treat in itself.
You look so stunning under the moonlight, he could have kissed you right then and there if every time he moved the bed didn’t squeak.
He goes to kiss the top of your breast as the door creaks from your husband trying to quietly shut the door (albeit poorly).
Jungkook hopes he rolls over, falls back asleep and ignores the very visible lump next to his wife but instead, he feels a hand (that clearly isn’t yours or his) jerk you so your back is laid against your husband's chest.
He even had the audacity to wrap his arm around your waist.
‘Fucking Dumb Ass…’ Jungkook grunts, hand twitching to peel his slimy hands off of you. Your hu- no, that filth doesn’t deserve to hold you.
He doesn’t know if your husband has fallen asleep or not but he’s missing your warmth.
Maybe if he knocks him out, it’ll get him to leave the two of you alone.
(Just a thought). Jungkook shakes his head though the thought still lingers.
Trust, if he could do it and get away with it, he would.
He doesn’t want to rouse the man so he waits in hopes to hear his snoring soon.
Growing impatient the more he has to wait because this could be his only chance to get to touch you like he wants to. And… this ass hole is ruining it.
It’s like he knows.
Maybe he does.
After waiting for damn near fifteen minutes, Jungkook takes another ten minutes to ensure dumb ass is asleep.
He tears you away from your husband, wanting to push him completely off the bed but that would, more than likely, startle him awake.
Instead, he replaces your husband’s arm with his own though he realizes he can’t move as much as he would like. As long as he can move his hand and arm, he’s fine.
He starts to reach inside your shorts only to realize you're not wearing underwear.
He entertains the thought of you knowing he was coming to bed with you and that you were readying yourself for him.
Because you want him too… right?
He starts rubbing circles into your clit, hearing you gasp at the slight coldness of his touch. Your hips buck into his as if you know. Even so, he knows you don't realize it's him touching you.
For all you know, your body thinks it’s your husband.
Oh, what he would give to be able to fuck you silly.
“Why couldn’t I have found you before you married him?” He ponders the ‘what if’, bypassing the fact that you were older than him.
It didn’t matter though. He would still love you all the same.
“I want you so bad I can taste it…” He picks up his pace, listening to you pant out moan after moan.
You're clueless, unknowing of the boy who’s currently taking advantage of you.
“So fucking hot…” He gently presses his lips to yours to test and see if you'll respond.
His body shivers at how soft they were against him.
He yanks the right side of your shirt down to expose your breast before gently taking your nipple into his mouth.
You let out a faded whimper. Your mind thinks it’s your husband but in reality…
“So sweet, Noona.”
You blink awake, trying to figure out what's going on. It takes you a minute to realize it.
As you try to wake up, your mind is in a state of disarray.
You don’t realize who you’re looking at until you take in his wide eyes and boyish grin. Something is amiss.
You flinch but he’s quick to shush you with a kiss. The metal in his lip is cold against yours and for a second you fight with the idea of fighting him off of you.
Remember he’s stronger than you are.
And the fact that you’re sure you would wake him up if you keep moving so much.
“What the hell are you doing?!” You grit through your teeth but he’s quick to place his hand over your mouth.
“I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“Wha-”
“I promise I won’t. Please don’t be scared, Noona.”
He’s hesitant to lean into you but when you stop fighting, he starts to nuzzle his nose against your jaw.
“I just want to lay with you.”
He can sense the panic written all over your face and the fact that your husband is behind you, doesn’t help either.
“W-Why?” You ask, head tilting as you’re completely bewildered at this.
You don’t remember him ever showing you interest and even if he did. He’s dating Yoonji and you’re fucking married.
“Jun-”
“It’s you.” You wither at his answer, unsure of what he means.
“Why?” You speak so softly, you’re unsure if Jungkook heard you.
Jungkook, on the other hand, shakes his head and you know he’s not going to tell you what you want to know.
At least, not right now. (Even if he’s elated at the turn of events) because to have a taste of you would be the sweetest treat anyone can grant him.
He leans closer to peck you on the lips again before smiling wider.
“We can save that talk for another time though. You were close to cumming, no?”
“We shouldn’t.”
“Why? I wanna make you feel good. Please let me! I know he’s not taking care of you.” Your breath hitches the moment you feel his lips against your pulse point, a chill running straight through your spine.
“Fuck-” You gasp, feeling his hand move over your stomach and down to the band of your shorts. He smiles at your resistance but he knows you won’t last much longer. “Jungkook… Wait.”
“Please don’t make me. I want you so fucking bad.”
“But what about-”
Jungkook moves away from you as if your words scorched the air around you. It’s only when you bring your hand to touch his cheek that you feel his jaw clench and unclench.
“He doesn’t matter. I can make you feel so much better.”
“Jungkook. You have to realize how ridiculous this is? You’re dating my daughter.”
“And?”
“What-”
As you glare into his eyes, you realize you should have seen this coming.
The little touches when your husband wasn’t looking.
How he’d hold you by your waist when you were alone (which was rare).
The kiss your cheek (something you’re sure someone wouldn’t do unless they felt something for said person).
The little remarks he made about how he would treat you if you were his. How he would love you, please you.
You chose to ignore all of this, thinking it was an innocent crush. He wouldn’t dare do anything.
Oh, how wrong you were.
You weren’t going to lie, Jungkook was a handsome young man but that’s what he was. A young man. You felt wrong. As if you were taking advantage of him but that’s not the case. Right?
“He doesn’t touch you like this anymore. Does he?”
You clasp your lips together to contain the whine threatening to release, knowing you can’t move around too much if you don’t want to alert your husband to what's going on.
Eyes closed, you take a deep breath.
Not wanting to think about much of anything as he toys with you by playing with the hem of your shorts.
He wants to dip his fingers inside. Your pussy was so warm as he felt you getting wetter the more he played with your clit.
He can’t wait to fill you the way you deserve, your pretty walls stretching around his cock like it should.
He hums, pulling your leg over his hip again. He’s loving this.
Your eyes well up with unshed tears and your irritation running rampant because what the fuck? Why were you on the verge of crying?
You don’t have to cheat but God, your body is screaming for you to let him take care of you like he wants to.
“You cry, Noona. I just wanna take care of you,” He mutters, placing his hand on your cheek to wipe the strays away. “I want to take care of you. I want you.” He bites his bottom lip before pulling you closer by your chin. “I know you want me too.”
“Jungkook…”
“Please?”
Fuck! Why did he look so damn fine begging for it?
You take a soft breath to calm your nerves as the weight of his words hit you. It makes you feel sick to your stomach.
“Jungkook. We can’t. You know we can’t… What about Yoonji?”
“Yoonji…” Jungkook scoffs the moment you frown, heart slamming against your chest as you want to know what the hell is going through his brain. You want to know what he’s thinking and why he’s being so damn bold all of a sudden.
When you search his face for a crack in his facade, you don’t find one.
“What about her?”
“She’s your girlfriend. You should be with her. N-”
“I can’t even think about being with her when you exist.”
He presses his lips to yours again as your brain is processing what's currently happening.
More like short circuiting.
The sensation of melting in his arms makes you pliant as he moves his lips against yours. It's hard to pinpoint your feelings.
The sensation of melting in his arms makes you pliant as he moves his lips against yours. It's hard to pinpoint your feelings
Your only awareness is the sensation of his lips against yours. You know you shouldn't kiss him back.
You should technically shove him off the bed but...
They feel so good against your own. He feels good. That you can't even deny your body the love it deserves.
A small spark grows the more you indulge in this fantasy.
While you know it's definitely not right, the fact that he’s expressed how much he wants you makes you feel something you shouldn’t.
“Jungkook…”
“Don’t fight it.”
He gazes into your eyes, enchanted with the way you hold back the whine within your throat.
He wants to satisfy you but also obey your every word.
He was willing to wait for the right time, wanting to make your first time with him special.
A simple date or two.
Getting you alone in his place or here in your home.
Telling you everything you want to hear and more and getting you to dump your loser husband.
The more he saw you with him, the more he grew impatient.
“You make this so hard for me,” He whispers against your lips, brushing away your tears before grasping your hand and bringing it down to his hardening cock. It’s straining against his sweats, begging to be let free. “In more ways than one.”
“J-”
“You do this to me, Noona. I can’t even fuck her without thinking about being buried in you. It's hard not to scream your name while I’m cumming in her.”
He ruts against your hand but you haven’t moved away either and you don’t even know why.
And why were you getting so turned on by this?
You’re supposed to be the adult here.
You’re supposed to be the one to push him away, tell him no.
Tell him how wrong this is. How fucked up it would be if either Yoonji or your husband found out.
B U T…
The thought of being touched by him and touching him was slowly clouding your judgment.
It’s not as if you didn’t find him attractive. The moment he walked through the front door you found yourself eyeing him but you didn’t think he saw you.
And at the end of the day, he was Yoonji’s boyfriend and you weren’t about to break up someone else's relationship.
Even if you wanted a good fuck.
You don’t even remember the last time you came while fucking your husband. He was losing his touch and well, you’ve been craving scratch that itch and you knew Jungkook was willing to give your body what it needed.
When Jungkook's hand travels underneath your shirt, his fingers caress your underbust and your brain completely malfunctions.
Your husband and Yoonji are long gone as he takes your bottom lip between his teeth to nip at it.
“I can make you feel so good, Noona. I’ll be your good boy.” He whispers his promises against your lips before pressing his lips against yours again. “I can make you cum so good.”
Maybe it was the fact that you haven’t felt wanted in a while, especially by your husband in a very long time that made you want to give it.
Or maybe it was the fact that you had this man in your bed claiming you were the one for him and that he didn’t need anyone else.
You don’t know what it was that had you giving into his advances, you only knew that your resolve was breaking.
And the crazy part?
You should feel… something? Right?
Anger. Remorse. Guilt at the fact you would be blatantly cheating on your husband while you’re lying in bed with him but right now, you feel nothing.
And you don’t know if you would ever feel anything about it.
Once you’re actively thinking about it you realize that maybe you have fallen out of love. But were you even in love in the first place?
Your husband barely looks at you anymore.
You’ve tried everything you could think of to get that spark back but nothing has worked.
You came to the conclusion that he wasn’t physically attracted to you anymore but understanding that fact hurts more than you let on.
“Please let me touch you more, Noona?” It comes off as a question, pleading with you to give in. And you do, nodding as he’s quick to grab your waist to pull you on top of him. He caresses your bare thighs, his eyes twinkling at the sight of you straddling his hips.
He’s dreamed of this moment and to have it come true, his heart is about to burst from the excitement.
He reaches up to pull you in for another kiss but you stop him with a finger to his lips.
He groans.
A little too loud for your liking but you know you have to be cautious.
You don’t want to wake the grinch.
Though you can’t believe you’re even doing this but you allow yourself to forget. Even if it’s just for a moment.
You forget the fact that this is your step-daughter’s boyfriend and the fact that they’ve been together for almost a year.
You forget that you have a husband and that he’s currently present in your bed until-
“Honey?”
“Y-Yeah? Yes, baby…?” Choking out a response, you get Jungkook to get out of the bed as you watch him blindly reach for you. You’re quicker to reach behind you to grab his hand, hoping he doesn’t wake in his quest to find you.
“Why’re you awake?”
“Bathroom.” You chuckle, not to give away how nervous you are but he doesn’t seem to notice. He hums, pulling you to turn you around to face him so he can nuzzle his face into your breast.
“Go to sleep.”
“You too.” You clear your throat, feeling the bed dip knowing Jungkook is crawling back into it after you told him not to. You can hear your husband soft snoring, knowing he’s settling into his new position.
(You were always amazed at how he was able to fall straight asleep).
You peel your body away from him to replace it with a pillow and wait, hoping to God he doesn’t reach over to figure out what the hell the two of you are getting up to.
With a sigh of relief, he doesn't.
You can breathe once he stops moving, taking the moment to shoo Jungkook out of the room. Only he doesn’t move.
“You need to go back to the guest room.” You push him toward the door but he still doesn’t budge, holding on to you tighter to prove his point.
“I’m not leaving without you.”
You sigh in frustration, knowing he is telling the truth. Nothing will stop him from having you, he's so close.
“Jungkook.”
He matches your energy and calling your name the same way but you’re unamused and irritated.
“Go!”
“No!”
You hadn't realized he switched spots, backing you into the bedroom door and squatting to pick you up. He wraps your legs around his waist and squishes you against the door with a loud thud.
You chastise him, harshly whispering for him to put you down but he doesn’t listen.
Instead, he’s quick to open the do and carry you kicking and screaming out of the room.
Not literally, of course. Although you realize that you've played right into his hands.
You can feel the tension between the two of you as you bury your face into his neck.
He knows you need some type of relief from the teasing he subjected you to earlier and he’s going to give it to you. His patience has run thin and so has yours.
Besides, you could do without your husband's mediocre performance.
“Jungkook…” You glance down but a heavy noise startles the both of you out of your reverie. He looks to see the light shining from Yoonji’s door.
Of course, she would be awake. It’s like they’re doing everything in their power to make sure he doesn’t get his way.
“Ju-” He cuts you off with a kiss, pushing you to hide in the bathroom as he tells you once he closes the door to make your way to the guest room. As you nod, you wonder if it really is worth the trouble but you are sopping wet and you need relief.
Even if it's self-help.
Jungkook is growing impatient as he watches Yoonji from the door. He watches her move about in her room, making a mental note to give her something to help her sleep next time. He cracks the door enough for him to hear you walk by before getting to work to get her to go to bed.
You know you shouldn’t be listening but you can hear the desperation in her voice when she whines for him to stay.
She even begs him to kiss her and for a second, you feel awful for what you’re literally about to do.
You stop in your tracks, pausing at the guest bedroom as you contemplate going back to your bedroom and just masturbating. Sighing your resolve, you turn to head back only to run right into Jungkook.
“Are you okay?” It literally took him close to ten minutes to get her to stop complaining. What happened within that time frame? “What’s wrong, baby?”
“Um-”
“What?” Jungkook panics, frantically reaching for your wrist to grasp. “Stay. Please stay, Noona. C’mon”
He’s quick to pull you toward the guest room and shut the door, spin around to pick you up before laying you down on the bed.
His hands caress everywhere he can as he worships your body. Particularly your thighs. He wouldn’t mind his head being crushed by them while he’s eating you out.
And your legs…
God, what he wouldn’t do to keep them wrapped tight along his waist.
“You can’t leave. We were just getting started. Can I?”
Despite your protests, he’s already yanked your shorts down your legs and started climbing between them with a groan.
He can’t wait to taste you but that will have to wait for another time.
You on your back and spread out like a full-course meal, his brain turns to mush instantly.
“Noona…” He mewls the instant he sinks into your warmth, nails digging into the bed as your walls tighten around his cock. God, why are you so damn tight? “So sweet. So perfect for me,” He whines.
Moments after he bottoms out, you moan, biting against your knuckle to remain silent. The last thing you need is for them to figure out where you are, what you’re doing, and who you’re doing it with.
Jungkook, however, holds onto you for dear life as he can feel you squeeze his cock, knowing if he moves…
He’s going to cum and he doesn’t want to do that. Not yet.
He wonders if you can feel the difference between him and your husband. Is he bigger? Thicker? Longer? He wants to know but he doesn’t want to seem insecure. (In which, he’s not. He just wants the validation).
“Fuck me...”
Instantly, Jungkook begins to curse when you run your fingers through his hair as he meets your gaze.
You can see the lust coursing through his eyes, knowing that this gaze was for you.
He wanted you. And right here at this moment, he has you.
“If I had known you’d feel this amazing I would have fucked you sooner. So fucking hot.”
“Yeah? You wanna move, baby boy? We don’t have much time.” Jungkook groans at the nickname as you glance toward the door worried one of them might waltz right in.
You don’t feel like explaining why you’re tangled up with him and you definitely don't feel like getting yourself off.
Call it selfish.
You don’t care because right now you’re focused on the now and that’s cumming your brains out.
“L-Let me savor this,” he complains but you know you don't have the time.
As he grasps the sheets around your head to ground himself, you roll your hips back into his. He wasn’t ready for you to take charge though he can’t deny that he likes it. In the end, he subconsciously goes with the rhythm.
“You can do that another time. C’mon.” You shove against his chest as Jungkook’s heart leaps against his chest at the thought of there being a next time. “Make me feel good, baby.”
“O-Okay.”
Jungkook starts off slow, watching as his cock enters in and then out. His brain breaks into a frenzy as after a few minutes, his soft thrusts turn into harsh pounding. It’s almost unnatural with how his hips move.
“Slow down, baby…”
Jungkook whines his distaste. However, from the way your nose is scrunched, he knows you’re not feeling as good as he knows he can make you feel.
You look as if you were in more pain than pleasure.
And we can’t have that, now can we?
He reaches down to stroke your clit, seeing you squirm in his hold. The way you moan his name is one of the sexiest things he’s heard.
Not even Yoonji can compare.
He wonders if you’ll let him record them for later.
“D-Does it feel good, now?” He’s apologetic but nervous to ask because well, he doesn’t want to disappoint on his first time.
“Angle your hips.”
He does as he’s told, holding onto your waist as he rocks harder. Going deeper than before. It makes you gasp, covering your mouth with your hands when he hits that spot that makes your toes curl.
A soft mewl releases as he starts to fuck you good.
“You’re so big.”
Jungkook’s hips stutter at the praise and only takes you seconds to realize the power your praises hold over him.
You bite your lip as you hold his gaze, finger underneath his chin.
For the life of him, he doesn’t know when the power dynamic changed but he’s so turned on, he doesn’t care.
He fucking loves it.
It’s so different from the sex that he has with Yoonji but it doesn’t change how he feels. If anything, it enhances it.
“Noona…” He tries to bury his face into your neck as you grip him by his hair to yank him back. “Fuck!”
“You like that?” You ask, pussy squeezing his cock as his eyes roll to the back of his head. “Hm?”
“Y-Yes!”
“Shhh.” You smirk at his desperation. “Quiet now. You don’t want to get caught, do you?”
“N-No. Oh, f-”
You stick your fingers in his mouth to feel him sucking on them, listening to him whimper in pleasure.
As much as you want to continue, you know if you go too long your husband will get suspicious and there’s no doubt Yoonji will be looking for him once she wakes again.
Plus if anyone were to walk by, they would think Jungkook was masturbating or something. They wouldn’t know that it was with you but wouldn’t that would be the surprise of the century.
“So good, baby. Fucking good…” He whines, pressing his lips to your neck as he continues to fuck you harder.
“Yeah?”
“Y-Yes. I want you all the time, Noona.”
“Mmm, that sounds like a treat.” You moan, head falling back as you rock your hips up for him to go deeper. “That’s it, baby.” You chuckle, your walls giving him a soft squeeze. He whines at the feeling, begging you to let him cum as he grips the sheets next to your head. His eyes closed, panting in an almost feverishly feral way. “Tell me… How long have you been wanting me?”
“Since she first introduced me to you. Your husband doesn’t deserve you, Noona.”
Jungkook's hips grow sloppier as time goes on and with the way you’re pushing back, he knows he won’t be able to hold on much longer.
“I-I’m gonna cum,” He gasps, massaging your belly. He wants to knock you up so bad but… He knows he can’t, not until your stupid husband is out of the picture but just thinking about you walking around, pregnant with his child. Turns him on…
so.
fucking.
Much.
“You’re so good for Noona, baby. You’re doing so well. Feels so good.” You grip Jungkook’s chin to stare him right in the eyes. “Cum for me, baby.”
It’s the lust filled fire that takes over your eyes, the way your pussy grips his cock and the way whisper some of the dirtiest shit he’s ever heard into his ear with that low, seductive voice of yours.
To be honest, you don't even have to try.
You don’t know what you do to him.
“Fuck!” Jungkook stops before he can, “No. No… Wait…”
Jungkook’s firm in his answer, hooking his arms underneath your legs to bend them back further. He leans over your body, leaving you face to face as he grinds into you.
You softly gasp, feeling him go deeper than he was before.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Jungkook groans when your nails drag down his back.
No doubt leaving red streaks in its wake.
“Mark me, Noona.” Jungkook whines, “Let everyone know I’m yours.”
He’s panting against your neck as he tries to hold on for much longer once you start to squeeze his dick harder.
“I wanna make you cum first.”
“You think you deserve to make me cum?” You’re even sassier than before and he fucking loves it.
“I do. P-Please let me! I can show you, Noona.”
In a fit of giggles, you stroke your thumb against his lips and in return, he sucks it into his mouth. The sensation is incredibly hot and Jungkook can feel his cock throb at the feeling.
“Ride me.” He says, blushing at the thought of watching in a very intimate state. “I-I can make you cum faster.”
You push Jungkook onto his back, allowing him to pull you into his lap.
To him, the view is unimaginable. The way you breast hangs out of your top to the way your pussy sucks him right in as you lower yourself onto it. You toss your head back with a groan, hands stationed on his chest as his hands travel from your thighs to your ass.
“You’re so fucking perfect.”
“G-God you feels so fucking deep, baby.”
He holds his hand out to intertwine with yours and when you accept it, it makes him feel like he’s on cloud nine. Making love to you instead of a quick fuck that he just so happened to initiate.
“Use me.”
You smirk, moving your hips with a newfound purpose. You want to give him what he wants.
“Is that what you want?”
“Fucking yes! Please!” At this point, you’re sure the both of you can be heard but Jungkook seems to not care. It’s only when you hear a couple of timid knocks against the door that your eyes grow wide.
You’re quick to place your hand over Jungkook’s mouth as he mirrors your expression. You can feel his heart drumming against his chest, whimpering when you try to get comfortable.
“Jungkook?”
Of course, it’s Yoonji. You roll your eyes before leaning over to whisper in his ear.
“Answer her.”
“Yes?”
“Are you awake?”
“I-um…” Jungkook had planned to play as if he was asleep but you forced him to answer. “I was falling asleep, actually.”
“Can I come in?”
You snarl, “Did you lock the door?”
“I t-think so.” Jungkook can’t remember. “I don’t remember. I’m so sorry.”
Usually, you would find him being shy so fucking adorable but right now, you can feel your orgasm simmering in the pit of your stomach and all you want to do is cum but you also want to strangle him too.
The doorknob rattle and both of you release the breath you were holding.
“Fuck me.” You mouth to him as he widens his eyes.
You're glad he understands quickly. You can’t help but love how desperate he is as he rocks his hips into you. God, he's so desperate for you.
“If you can stay quiet, I’ll let you cum.” You say in his ear and he’s quick to nod. He can feel you as you swivel your hips and lean in to whisper, “If you’re quiet enough she’ll go away.”
Jungkook holds you tight by the waist, his nails digging into your bare skin. Your pussy feels warm and wet. His cock fits perfectly inside and he doesn’t want to move.
You snap your fingers next to his ear as he blinks, coming back to his reality.
“Focus,” You grunt, going back to rolling your hips again. You set the pace for him to get the both of you off quicker. He even helps by licking his finger and playing with your clit.
You moan a little too loud but catch yourself before it gets louder.
You don’t know if your step daughter is still standing outside and waiting. All you know is your body feels like it’s on fire and you’re so close.
So, so close.
And by the way Jungkook’s cock is twitching, he’s ready too. With the shuffling of feet indicating that she’s gone back to her room, you keep riding him as he bites down on the blanket on the bed to control his moans.
Anything to take his mind off of what is going to come next.
“I’m about to cum… “ He warns and all it takes is more praise, a weak clench of your walls, and a hand full of breasts to get him to fall over the edge.
“Did you-”
Jungkook groans, “I-I didn’t mean to! You feel so… I- fuck… I’m sorry.” His chest heaves, glancing at you like a puppy who's been kicked. Puppy eyes on a hundred, he goes to grab your hand to hold but you shake him off to get up. “Just let me-”
“It’s alright, Jungkook.”
“But…” He pouts, “Y-You haven’t cum.”
“Sweetheart, it’s okay.” You lean over to kiss the corner of his lips but he soon turns his head to capture yours. The kiss is softer than it should be for the situation you’ve found yourself in and when you pull away, he frowns. You chuckle at his attitude. “Get some rest. I need to get back before he wakes up.”
“Please Noona? Let me finish you off. I promise I can. I ju-”
“Maybe next time.” Those are the last words you say before you get dressed and try to sneak back to your room.
As Jungkook lies back against the pillows, his brain goes into overdrive. He wonders when the next time will be.
“I’ll be ready next time.” Jungkook smiles as his thoughts swirl in a dream world.
Next time can’t come fast enough.
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Everyone wanted to be and live like jeon jungkook. rookie streamer that somehow got everything he wanted, he had the views, he had the fans, he had the best friends, but one thing he didn’t have was love. When one of his best friends introduces him to yn he absolutely hates her. Slowly both of them get closer and jungkook starts to feel like maybe he can get love after all.
Genre: enemies to lovers (kinda), slow burn, fluff, angst, streamer au, social media au,
Warning! there’s no smut written but there’s sexual jokes, cursing
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twitch l | twitch ll | the privates
1- lvr girl
2- clout chaser
3- nice girl
4- i’m sorry
5- WHAT
6- dinner
7- enemies to lovers?
8- arrested
9- besties
10- chill stream
11- amazing idea
12- planning…
13- uh oh
14- someone better
15- 10/10
16- drunk
17- finally
18- i’ll wait
19- pink
20- secret gf???
21- they knew
22- please
23- jimin goes crazy
24- funeral
25- the day twitter broke
26- #simp
27- another loss
28- falling
extras:
texts with streamer bf jungkook!
playful fight
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