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jungk0oksthighs · 2 years
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Over The Odds Collection *completed*
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ceo!jungkook, sugardaddy!jungkook, smut, angst, fluff, S2L
All chapters & drabbles will be updated in chronological order (banner created by the multitalented @opaljm THANK U SM)
Teaser | 1.6k 
In which you first encounter billionaire Jungkook and his best friend Taehyung.
Terms and Conditions | 5k
Jungkook makes you an offer you’d be a fool to refuse 
The Contract | 4.k
Being different to his usual sugar baby, you convince Jungkook to make some changes to his contract
➳ Drabble 1 | Blank Cheque | 1.2k jk pov ➳ Drabble 2 | Best Friend | 1.4k jk pov
Publicity | 4.4k
You and Jungkook go on your first official date 
➳  Drabble 3 | Unrequited | 1.5k jk pov ➳  Drabble 4 | Regrets | 3k  
Do Your Worst | 6k
You and Jungkook go on a trip
➳ Drabble 5 | Best Friend pt.2 | 1.9k jk pov
The Confession | 5.5k
Jungkook reacts badly when you bump into your ex in the club
➳ Drabble 6 | Best Friend pt.3 | 1.6k jk pov  ➳ Drabble 7 | 134340 | 1.2k
파트너 | 6k
In which you meet Jungkook’s parents
➳  Drabble 8 | Fallout | 3k jk pov ➳  Drabble 9 | Outside | 1.4k ➳  Drabble 10 | The Argument | 1.4k
Between Us | 4.4k 
You drunkenly admit how you really feel about Jungkook to your best friend Jimin
➳  Drabble 11 | Weird | 2.3k ➳  Drabble 12 | Regrets Pt.2 | 2.5k ➳  Drabble 13 | Slow Down | 4k jk pov ➳  Drabble 14 | Ruthless | 1.8k jk pov
Celebration | 4.6k
Your family host a welcome home party for Ruth
➳  Drabble 15 | Relevance | 1.8k ➳  Drabble 16 | Best Friend pt.4 | 1.9k jkpov
The Pretender | 6k
The series of events that lead to the leak
➳ Drabble 17 | Denial | 2.5k ➳  Drabble 18 | Sick | 1.5k jk pov
Family | 3.2k
Blood doesn’t always define a family
Surprise | 5.7k
You’re offered the opportunity of a lifetime
Decisions | 3.5k
You struggle to find the right thing to do
To The Future | 6k
You look forward to what the future holds
! OVER THE ODDS HAS BEEN READ/DISCUSSED/REVIEWED ON A KPOP PODCAST ! listen to @kpoppillowtalk ‘s podcast here, their whole first series has been dedicated to this fic. I would just like to take another moment to thank the hosts for approaching me about reading oto on their pod once again 💜💜💜
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dearly-somber · 5 months
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sharp teeth | m.list
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pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)
sum. Jungkook—a love struck puppy pining for Y/N’s affection. Y/N—an oblivious, hard-headed tsundere too thick to realize a shifter likes her. What could go wrong?
genre. slow burn, unrequited pining, mutual pining, eventual romance, shifter/werewolf!au, eventual smut, i2l (idiots-to-lovers), f2l (friends-to-lovers), fluff, humor, drama, angst, found family, established relationship, high school!au, university!au
total w/c. 16,441 (including drabbles)
overall rating. 13+
collection. mini-series
a/n. Main Series and Drabbles are finally in chronological order, woo-hoo! This fic is also available to read on AO3!
Listen to the <Sharp Teeth> playlist on Spotify!
© dearly-somber 2022–
started. June 30th, 2022. finished.
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Main Series
It’s An Affectionate Thing | Jun 30th, 2022
Naked | Jun 18th, 2022
Yours | Jun 30th, 2022
Warm | Jun 30th, 2022
Purr | Nov 8th, 2023
RBF | Oct 30th, 2023
Because It’s Soft | Feb 26th, 2023
stand still (i’m sniffing you) | Feb 19th, 2024
Twister | Sept 16th, 2023
Haircut | Nov 30th, 2023
Heat Stroke | Jun 10th, 2023
Body Art |
What’s The Prob? Dog. |
Oh No! |
I Like Me Better |
The Moon Will Sing |
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Drabbles
Sharp Teeth | Jun 30th, 2022
Feel The Burn |
In My Bed |
20/20 Vision | Jan 28th, 2024
Jungkook staying at Y/N’s house |
Girl Talk |
Whine, Whimper, Weep | Sept 26th, 2023
Graduation |
Drugs, Sex, and Alcohol |
Soft Blankets, Cold Days |
All The Right Ways |
Do It Again |
Cuddling With Your Partner |
Y/N meeting Jungkook’s parents |
Y/N’s parents meeting the pack |
Love You Like That |
‘cause your love, is my drug |
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taeyungie · 2 years
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chaos driven birthday live ♡
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jeonjcngkook · 6 months
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the colourised versions has me on my knees
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shadowkoo · 8 months
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♡ girl dinner ♡
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kithtaehyung · 2 years
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BTS IG SERIES (’13 - ’22): 전 정국 
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borathae · 4 months
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I found this last night (‼️NSFW LINK‼️) and istfg it 🥴🥴🥴
TW: pegging with horse cock dildo
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thv-jk97 · 3 months
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LAYOVER x GOLDEN PCs
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Anyone else’s wallet suffering with PC collecting? 😅
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aricastmblr · 8 months
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taegularities · 8 months
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actually brave of him to think he could come live naked and the whole ass site wouldn't start lagging, much like our brains rn
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jungk0oksthighs · 2 years
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Ride Or Die | The Past
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mafia!jungkook, druglord!jungkook, angst, unhealthy co-dependant relationship, smut
Word Count - 3.5k
Jungkook has a rough day trying to piece together the puzzle of your near-death experience. Warnings: swearing, drinking, drug use, relapse, violence, threats, guns. toxic relationship. mentions of alcoholism & past ab0rti0n. Important note: I do not condone nor enable this kind of behaviour or relationship. This is fiction
MINISERIES COLLECTION
“Good to see you’re finally in a good mood.” Jimin chuckles, mindlessly running silver decorated fingers through his thick blonde hair.
Jungkook smirks, memories of the last few days replaying in his mind. He is in a good mood. You’re back home, living under his roof. Sucking his cock, bending over every surface and letting him fuck you senseless. Waking up next to him every morning, whining when he has to leave. Which is exactly what happened this afternoon when Jimin called him into head quarters stating he had some information about Mono. You tried to get him to stay, using everything in your power to get him from leaving the apartment. Twice. And he almost caved, right before he remembered that one of those assholes tried to kill you last week.
Mono need to pay for that.
“Y/N’s back, obviously I’m in a good mood.” Jungkook sighs with a knowing grin, sitting across from his right hand man and best friend.
Headquarters looks as anybody would imagine it to look. Secret bookshelves containing guns and other weaponry hidden in the depths of a vintage gentleman’s study. A huge manor house far back in a gated community, not that the gates do much for their privacy. Everybody in the area knows who they are of course.
And what they do.
Kook's gang BTS have been active for around ten years now, he hasn’t always been their leader though. That was a decision made four years ago, when it was discovered that their old leader Namjoon had been selling vital information to their biggest rival gang in all of Seoul. Mono. Turned out Namjoon had a number of shady businesses on the side, but he deleted any trace of information that could give the other insight to what they were.
It wasn’t long before Namjoon fled and rumour has it he’s actually the leader of Mono now, though Jungkook doesn’t know how true that is. Namjoon is an expert at hiding, in fact nobody has seen him since he left BTS and Kook was forced to take the reins. Given that he has the most experience in certain gory domains.
Directly below Jungkook is Jimin, arguably the best drug dealer and underground fighter in the whole country. Should anything happen to the current leader he would trust Jimin to take over, since he’s the most loyal member. Even his violent outbursts come in handy sometimes, their enemies never dare to pick a fight if he’s around.
After Jimin there are other members who fall in line, all equipped with their own unique set of skills. Hoseok, or as Jungkook likes to call him – the perfect disposal man. Not one of his victims have been found by law enforcement to date. Nobody knows how he does it, or what he does with the bodies, but they disappear into thin air with a cliché runaway note so nobody bats an eyelid.
Taehyung, Jungkook’s eyes and ears. Taehyung is in charge of all surveillance and security systems. He studied IT abroad and boy has that proven useful to the gang, there’s not a security system or video feed the man can’t hack into.
Yoongi is the man who lays low throughout their illegal activities, watching, observing. And yet he’s the man responsible for kidnapping and questioning their enemies when necessary. His torture methods have proved very… effective to say the least.
And finally on the team of men Jungkook would describe as slightly below him there’s Seokjin, a man so handsome that he’s ideal for undercover investigations. Nobody ever suspects him, not even you did the night you and Jungkook first met.
“Mmm.” Jimin deadpans, plump lips pursed in a thin line disapprovingly, “How did you find her after all this time? What did you do?”
“If I tell you I’d have to kill you.” Kook smirks, spreading his thighs wide when he gets comfy on the black leather arm chair, knees knocking into the dark wooden desk, “So what do you know?”
Thankfully Jimin seems to know his place and drops the subject completely, engaging in small talk about things Jungkook was already aware of.
Truthfully Jungkook knew exactly where you were every second you were away from him, thanks to your sentimental ass never throwing away the Rolex he gifted you for your first anniversary. It contains a small tracking device, sending coordinates to Jungkook’s phone every time you move from area to area. Some people would call that scary and controlling behaviour, but he likes to think of it as the only thing that saved your life last week.
“—And Namjoon was spotted near the hotel Y/N was staying at, looks like he did the clean up after your little display of affection, or whatever that was.” Jimin’s voice is quiet when he grabs surveillance screenshots that Taehyung printed off from his desk drawer, sliding them over to his boss.
“You mean saving my girl’s life? Hmm.” Jungkook frowns, inked fingers separating the pages to get a closer look. That’s definitely Namjoon alright, standing outside the same hotel room you were almost killed in.
How does Joon even know who you are? You’d met Jungkook a whole year after his sudden departure from BTS. Has Namjoon secretly being keeping tabs on his old gang? Why? Jungkook’s blood boils. Was Namjoon responsible for the guy who came after you? His thick brows remain pinched together with equal parts rage and confusion.
“I don’t need to tell you that’s the first anyone’s seen of him since he left us. Either he got sloppy or—”
“Or he wants us to know that he’s watching us.” Jungkook interrupts Jimin, clicking his tongue to the roof of his mouth. “Why would he wait four months before going after Y/N? How does he even know who she is to me?”
At this Jimin pauses, sinking back into his seat with a small head shake, “No idea. Was hoping you’d be able to shed some light onto the situation. Has Y/N ever met him? Maybe before you guys got together? Did they ever… I mean was she his—”
“Don't be fucking ridiculous.” Jungkook scoffs, cockily rolling his eyes, “I was her first boyfriend.”
“Yeah but her background is a little shady—”
“Don’t.” Your boyfriend bites between clenched teeth as a warning. He’s fully aware of who you were before he saved you from that life. What you did for a living, how you paid the bills. He doesn’t need his friend to remind him of that time, a time when you’d flaunt your body and dance round tall metal poles for money.
Jimin swallows uncomfortably before readjusting his posture a fraction, “I’m just saying… Maybe he was one of her clients before. It is possible.”
Jungkook can’t help but scoff humourlessly, bored looking when he unhooks the black handgun from his belt. He slams his favourite murder weapon down to the desk in a huff, being sure to lock his dark eyes with the other man when he speaks.
“I did every check on her under the sun when we met, she doesn’t know him.”
“He seems to know her,” Jimin shrugs, curious gaze flickering between his boss and the gun sitting atop his paperwork, “Or at the very least he knew the guy who tried to kill her.”
That’s true. Begrudgingly Jungkook nods after rolling his eyes into the back of his skull. Namjoon is involved in this somehow, which makes him one thing and one thing only to him and his gang.
A dead man.
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Just when you thought Jungkook was capable of change, he has to prove you wrong and dip back into his old ways. It’s almost 5AM when he comes home the next morning. Nose blocked, knuckles bloody and bruised. You can smell the whiskey staining his clothes before you even open your eyes, his weight on the bed stirring your slumber.
“Kook…?” You mumble, rolling over to face him.
“Mmm.” He’s staring at the ceiling, lost in a dangerous train of thought. There’s no physical evidence of drug use but you’ve known him long enough to know that he’s under the influence right now, doe-eyes round and wide fixated on the light above him. When he breathes he sounds congested, another tell-tale sign.
You sigh in frustration, which seems to get his attention because he snaps his head to face you. Like a deer caught in Class A headlights.
“How much did you do this time?” Your voice is laced with venom, you yourself feel wide awake now too. The honeymoon phase lasted all of what… One week this time? That’s got to be a new record, even for him.
His tongue cockily glides over his teeth before he speaks, “Dunno what you’re talking about.” He shrugs, slipping out of his dress shirt and jeans next to you.
“Your nose is blocked.”
“I have a cold.”
“You didn’t have a cold this afternoon. Or should I say yesterday afternoon since it’s almost five.” You argue with him, sitting up in bed before covering your naked body with the thin burgundy sheets.
At this Jungkook smirks, gaze hungrily exploring the shape of your curves hidden beneath the fabric. “Must be hay fever then.”
“Jungkook.” You exhale, infuriated that he has the audacity to lay here and lie to you when what he’s done is as clear as the daylight outside. “You said you stopped—”
“Does the name Kim Namjoon ring a bell to you?” He deflects, because of course he does. Propping himself up with one tattooed elbow in a huff. He looks visibly angry, which only puts you on edge giving he has quite the temper at the best of times, never mind after a heavy night of doing god knows what.
You’re shaking your head, one hand covering your chest the other soothingly massaging your tense neck. “No. Should it?”
“Sure he wasn’t one of your… yknow, back in the day.”
Your eyes widen, brows hiked so far up your forehead in surprise that you’re sure you must look hilarious right now. “Excuse me?”
“You do know what I mean, right?” Jungkook scoffs, sitting up on the bed beside you. He’s wearing grey boxer shorts and a look of disgust when he edges closer, knees grazing yours when he crosses his legs. “I’m talking about when you were a stripper.”
At this you tongue your cheek, exhaling slowly to calm yourself down. “No. The name Kim Namjoon doesn’t ring a bell to me. If he did come to the club he must’ve used a different name.”
Your boyfriend sits directly in front of you, hooded eyes boring into your soul as if to see if you’re telling the truth. Of course you’re telling the truth, you’ve no reason to lie to him, you have no clue who Kim Namjoon is or why he’s relevant right now. Jungkook’s hair is messy, damp and shiny. Your eyes drop to his nose where you can make out the faintest sprinkling of white dust decorating his septum. His knuckles are heavily bruised and sore, his breathing thick and somewhat erratic considering he’s sitting still.
Frankly you’ve heard enough of what he has to say.
“Get some sleep, I’ll speak to you later.” You spit, heart plummeting into the depths of your stomach. He hasn’t changed. He’ll never fucking change. That’s what leads you to throw the covers off your frame and head for the closet, you’d rather nap on the sofa than be in the same room as him right now.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” He laughs when he stands, making his way over to where you’re stood throwing one of his t shirts over your bare body.
“We’re not doing this right now. Go to sleep.” You try to push past him to get to the door but he’s stronger than you, keeping you in place with big hands on your shoulders and a wicked grin.
“So I do a little bit of coke and you’re gonna run off again is that it?” His thick brows are raised expectantly, grip on you tightening when you don’t respond straight away.
You shake your head in disbelief, features nothing but serious and angry, “I thought you had a cold?”
“You’re many things but you’re not stupid Y/N.”
“Why try to lie in the first place then?”
"Didn't want to argue with you."
You scoff, folding your arms over your chest, "How's that working out for you?"
At this Jungkook pauses for a beat, the Adam’s apple in his throat bobbing when he clears his palette to speak. All while staring you down with eyes you’ve seen one to many times before. Pupils blown wide out, barely blinking, the recognisable glimmer of panic. “Look I’m sorry, I’ve had a rough day and I caved, okay? I won’t do it again.”
“Let me go.” You whisper, just wanting to be away from him.
“Come on let’s cuddle in bed, yeah? You know I’m the best cuddler. I’ll even take you out tomorrow to make up for not coming—”
“I said let me go,” You inhale, using all your strength to shove him back until falls to the ground with a thud, “You don’t get to come back at 5AM coked up and ask for cuddles! Are you fucking serious?!” You’re raging, blood boiling, adrenaline coursing your veins, “I’m going to sleep on the sofa. We’ll talk about this when you wake up.”
Jungkook’s sat on the wooden floor of your shared bedroom, large body bouncing with silent laughter before he peels the gun from his discarded jeans on the ground. The expression he wears is terrifying when he messily aims it at you, drunkenly swaying the arm he tries to keep in place. “You’re not going anywhere.”
“Put the gun down.” Your voice is soft and calm, familiar and kind. But on the inside you’re screaming for help, heart racing in your chest, the sound of it crystal clear in your ears. “Baby… Put the gun down please.” You have no idea if it’s loaded, but knowing Jungkook and what he does for a living you’re not willing to take any chances.
“Baby…” He repeats quietly with a small genuine smile, but the murder weapon still points at you in his grip. “Not until you tell me how you know Kim Namjoon.”
Your mouth opens to speak but no words come out, especially when in one swift movement your boyfriend stands in front of you and presses the barrel of his gun to your chin, pushing your face back. You thought you’d seen him at his worst, at his most violent, but the times before this don’t even come close to how afraid you are right now. His teeth grind together, jaw swinging and tensing but he doesn’t look away from you. Not even once.
“Kook… I’m serious I don’t know who—”
“Well he knows you. He was seen at your hotel the night I brought you home. How does he know you?! Hm?! Answer me!!!”
You can’t focus on his words, all that’s registering in your brain is the gun pressed to your face. You’re panicking, breathing shakily and unsure of what to do next. You’re unsure of what he’s going to do next. You’re petrified.
And it’s obvious when your voice comes out even smaller than you feel, “I swear... I don’t know who that is.”
“Maybe a picture will help refresh your memory, hm?!”
With that he finally drops the gun to the floor to reach for his phone, and you kick the murder weapon under the bed on instinct alone. It’s a moment later when Jungkook is shoving his phone screen in your face, displaying a picture of a man standing outside the same room you were almost killed in last week. It looks like security camera footage, and you’d recognise those dimples anywhere.
“That’s…” Your eyes narrow when you get a closer look. No, it can’t be.
Jungkook’s frowning now, watching you carefully as though you’re one of the people he has to interrogate for information on a daily basis. His voice is dry and threatening when it drags from his throat, “Do you know him?”
“I… Yeah.” You swallow, just when you thought your life couldn’t get any more complicated. You do know the man in the picture, except when you knew him he didn’t go by Kim Namjoon – you only ever knew him as RM. He was your old boss back when you were dancing, the guy who saved your life more times than you can count. The only person in the world who knows your deepest, darkest secret.
“He’s my old boss, he owned the club I worked at… He went by RM.”
At this Kook nods, slowly taking in the new information, “Is there any reason he’d want you dead? Or a reason he'd want to see you?”
“No.” You’re quick to shake your head, but nausea and guilt erodes the lining of your stomach faster than the speed of a bullet.
"You're sure?"
"Yeah... I'm-, I'm gonna go sleep on the sofa." You brush past him in a hurry, and thankfully this time he doesn't stop you.
You can think of one reason why he’d want to see you, maybe even kill you, which just so happens to be the one thing Jungkook doesn’t know about your past – nor do you ever want him to find out.
The year before you met your boyfriend you fell pregnant while working as a dancer, due to a contraceptive failure. You went to the clinic and did what you knew was best, you weren’t ready to be a mother in any sense of the word and so you made the painfully hard decision to terminate the pregnancy.
Your boss RM didn’t take too kindly to the news for a number of reasons. You took time off work, you fell of the radar for a while; and when you eventually came back on the scene you were drinking yourself into oblivion almost every night to deal with the pain. But there was one thing that hurt him more than any of that, one thing that only he knew.
He was the father.
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dearly-somber · 5 months
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Sharp Teeth | j.jk
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-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)
-> genre. fluff, angst, unrequited love, pining, f2l (friends-to-lovers), high school!au
-> w/c. 1172
-> rating. 13+
-> a/n. Heavily inspired by the Sharp Teeth animatic on YouTube created by Dead Sound. The song I listened to while writing this was a song included in the animatic by Wes Hutchinson called One Down Dog. Give them a watch and a listen.
-> warnings. N/A
-> collection. mini-series
-> started. Wed., Jun. 30th, 2022 @ 18:18
-> fin. Wed., Jun. 30th, 2022 @ 19:18
-> edited. Mon., Jul. 18th, 2022 @ 23:35
-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn
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Jungkook’s mother let her son cuddle into her side as he so often did before bed, showing him the book cover. Jungkook’s eyes sparkled at the sight of a particularly intriguing and somewhat familiar sketch of what he recognized as wolf canines. The book was bound in burgundy leather, the image of the canine carved into the cover so when his fingers brushed over it, it sank before evening out again. His mother turned to the first page and Jungkook got transported into the story, imagining himself in an open field with grass growing green and a gentle summer breeze, somewhere quiet and calm.
The point of view shifted from the delicately flowing grass stems to a herd of sheep gathered by a river’s edge, grazing peacefully.
On the opposite side, however, an ewe laid; looking curiously at two lambs curled into her side.
Jungkook’s mother read, “‘Are you… mine?’”
The ewe blinked carefully at the little lamb who stood on four shaky feet, tail wiggling excitedly at its mother.
“Mother is confused. She’s looking for a sign.” Jungkook waited with bated breath for his mother to continue, looking on as the ewe stood up herself. She nuzzled into the limp lamb’s side before pulling away slowly. “The rest seem unmoved.”
On the next page, the ewe turned to the eager little lamb, nuzzling and licking it before pulling away. Jungkook’s mother continued narrating in a chipper voice.
“‘Yes, you are mine!’ The mother stated with glee. ‘You’re small, and round, and helpless, but I can tell; from your blunt teeth.’”
The lamb baaed in response. Jungkook tilted his head in slight confusion. Blunt teeth? He brought his hand up to touch his teeth experimentally. He pulled them back after feeling around his mouth. No, his teeth weren’t blunt. Sure, some of them were blunter than his canines, but they were significantly sharper than what was considered ‘normal’.
Mother sheep lead her lamb to the riverbank, an establishing shot showing other animals on the opposite side of the river, grazing and whatnot.
“‘Most outside are friendly—the swift’,” a group of deer. “‘The strong,’” a herd of horses. “‘Who fly.’” Swans overhead. “‘Being so close to ground, it’s nice—to have more eyes.’” The lamb looked at its mother timidly, its weak legs quivering with fear.
“‘Don’t worry!’” Its mother soothed at the same time Jungkook’s mother brushed a hand over his head. “‘Blunt teeth, and beaks, and four feet… none here have sharp teeth. Just stay close to me.’”
As Jungkook’s mother turned to the next page, the illustrations took an unsettling turn, zooming in on the animals opposite of the mother and her young. “The swift ones run away, the strong ones turn around—both with heightened senses, and stuck so close to ground.” The point of view shifted back to the mother and her lamb.
“Will make them run in fear? Mother is confused. An evil monster is near! Her young as she cannot lose.” The ewe stood defensively next to her lamb. Panic seized her heart.
“Mother is to defend—slow but tough and firm—her young one not so behind her, the young bones. Every twitch another monster mother is convinced! She’ll never leave her youngster, even monsters do exist!”
A wolf rushed out of the shadows, snapping its jaws around the helpless little lamb.
“The young one cries out, but mother was too late. The evil monster lunged, and sealed the young one’s fate.” Jungkook instinctively held his mother close, lower lip quivering and tears glossing his vision. The ewe fell to her knees, panting fearfully by the river’s edge.
“Mother’s instincts shattered, scared. Confused of what became. So round and small and helpless, with only herself, to blame.” Jungkook sniffled, appreciating his own mother when she gave him a moment to recover. She paged over: a wide-shot of the wolf walking with a lifeless lamb hanging from its jaws.
“With this broken mother, seems the evil does no good. But the evil doesn’t eat—the young was not its food.” Jungkook frowns quizzically, his mother sparing him a glance and smiling fondly at his confused pout.
She turned the page a final time, opening the last two pages. “The evil, has it’s own young.” Jungkook’s mother brushed her thumb over the page with the wolf standing over a pair of pups, each small and round and helpless, with a whine slipping between their teeth. “Evil, could these be?”
Jungkook opened his mouth to protest when his mother closed the book gently, but hushed quickly when she brought him into her lap. She cupped her son’s face, thumb brushing over his cheekbones tenderly with a loving sparkle in her eyes.
“‘I think not,’ says their mother. ‘Simply born,’” Jungkook’s mother leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, “‘with sharp teeth.’”
Jungkook’s eyes closed unwillingly as she whispered the words into his skin. He pulled away to look at his dear, beloved mother with freshly stained cheeks, smiling adoringly before throwing himself forward in a tight embrace.
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Jungkook’s hearing slowly refocuses, two warm palms pressing against his cheeks.
“—hear me? It isn’t your fault you were born with sharp teeth, I promise I’m not ma—“
Y/N lets out a surprised yelp as Jungkook falls into her, nuzzling into the crook of her neck while weakly wrapping his arms around her waist. She stands in shock for a moment at his shaking shoulders, before she eventually maneuvers her hands around his torso, rubbing calming circles into his back.
Jungkook is unsure of exactly how long they stand there, but he pulls away when her scent starts to cloud his senses. She smells like daffodils and raisins—an addictive combination.
Cupping his cheeks again, Y/N brushes away rogue tears with the pads of her thumbs. “You alright?”
He smiles softly at her, nodding his head in a small motion. They stare at each other for a second—Y/N with a comforting half-grin and Jungkook admiring her thoughtlessly. He eventually brings a hand up from her waist to place it over the hand resting on his cheek, hesitantly pulling it away from his face to place a close-eyed kiss to her injured palm. He only realizes once his lips touch the fabric of the bandaid that she had wrapped it, guilt forcing him to leave his lips there a second longer than necessary.
When the shifter pulls away, he watches her staring mystified at her palm, light pink hue dusting her cheeks. “I really am sorry about your hand. I didn’t mean to snap at you.”
Y/N shakes her head, wrapping her arms around his neck to capture him in a hug. “I told you already that I forgive you, dummy. Like I said,” she smiles knowingly into his shoulder. “It’s not your fault you were born with sharp teeth.”
Jungkook allows a reminiscent smile to grace his features while he rests his chin on Y/N’s shoulder, holding her close. She smells so nice, he could probably just… fall asleep.
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taehyungfirst · 6 months
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So Scooter pushed and pressured for Jungkook’s album and BangPd accepted because he’s a greedy mf and only thinks about ways to make himself richer? They’re both basically using Jungkook as a tool, a trial to see if the plan works and I can’t help but laugh because in the same interview he said that his philosophy is to give autonomy to his artists.
And also how is bangpd not aware of Scooter reputation? He should be blacklisted and here he is working on Jungkook’s album. It’s crazy to me.
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adorbsstrawbs · 1 year
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one of my favourite photoshoots 💚❤️
jikook collection <3
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likeawildflower · 3 months
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milfgyuu · 3 months
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Merry Christmas 🎄 Even if you don’t celebrate, I hope your day is slow and sweet. Wishing everyone peace of mind, joy, and healing ✨
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