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girlygguk · 1 year

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denial ; jjk | part two (18+)

➵ summary; your brother, taehyung, doesn't know how to properly handle yours & jungkook's.. agreement. you go over to his place to fix your relationship with him and eat a lot of chinese food. you end up getting a little more than that from his roommate during your visit.

this is part two to denial - part one and i highly recommend reading it first as u won’t understand most of the storyline!! xx

➵ pairing ; idol!jk x (f)actress!reader

➵ word count ; 7.1k

➵ rating ; 18+ minors dni

➵ content ; a bit of fluff, a bit of angst & a whole lotta smut. jk & reader are dumb sluts that will do anything besides admit their feelings for each other, tae is an amazing lil brother, jk & reader fight, jelly & whipped kook as always, stupid reader (sorry)

➵ warnings ; teasing, swearing, grinding, kissing, fingering, spitting, dom!jk, oral sex (f rec.), multiple orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap it UP! xx), aftercare, cream pie, sexy stuff starts quite late so pwp.

a/n ; holy SHIT. i did not expect the love & reactions on part one of this... thank you so so much. as a token of my gratitude, here is a part 2!!!

"Cut! Well done, guys, that's a wrap!" Your director's voice booms through the studio as the crew applauds. You join in, clapping and returning the bows of everybody you see as you make your way off-set. A teary thirty minutes follow as you say your thankyous and goodbyes to your co-stars and staff, promising to stay in touch during the season break.

You're locking your trailer door when suddenly, your phone buzzes in your pocket. Pulling it out of your jacket eagerly, you tap the screen, hoping to see your brother's name at the top of the notification. You can't help the small wave of disappointment that washes over you as you read the text from your co-star Hee-Jin, saying she's almost at your trailer.

It's been a little over two months since the night that you discovered Taehyung knew about you and Jungkook.

71 DAYS EARLIER...

Your hands run over your face, Jungkook's facewash foamy on your fingers as you rub the cleanser harshly into your skin, almost as if the last 10 minutes of your life will rinse down the drain of the shower along with the overpriced skincare product. You didn't want to wash away the Jungkook part, because as you stood in his shower with jelly legs and a shy soreness between your thighs, you knew that no matter how fucked up it was that your younger brother potentially heard everything, you wouldn't take it back.

So Jungkook was forced to sit patiently on his bed while you took over his bathroom. He wanted to go into the lounge and talk to his best mate, and he really wanted a slice of pizza because sex always makes him hungry, but he knew to let you speak to Taehyung first.

Sure, slamming the door of Jungkook's bedroom shut after seeing your brother in the living room acting as normal as could be probably wasn't the best idea. And then ignoring Jungkook's soft tone as he asked if you were alright, shrugging him off you gently before walking into his ensuite and locking the door... Also not one of your best moments.

You and Jungkook were close friends before your relationship developed sexually. He knew what you wanted to eat before you even did. You knew the punchlines to all of his stupid jokes before he got to it, adding a twist to the end and making him double over in laughter, swearing you tell the joke better than he ever could. You were thankful for that bond right now because Jungkook knew from the moment you walked away that you just needed a minute to collect yourself. He watched silently when you disappeared into his bathroom to shower, not even making a cheeky offer to join you, which is very out of character for him.

He listened as the sound of running water came to a halt and looked up as you emerged from the bathroom a few moments later, the towel he had prepared for himself wrapped around your body. He bit back a smile as he remained on the edge of his bed, watching as you crept towards him, your eyes trailing down to the pile of clothes folded next to him. He had one of his hoodies that you always complimented whenever he wore and a pair of sweatpants perched next to him. His eyes followed your train of sight before flicking back up to your face, "for you," he confirmed your suspicions, his eyes tracing every inch of your doleful expression.

Patting the pile of clothes, he pushed off his knees and stood up before walking to meet you in the middle of his room. You shake your head in awe, standing on the tips of your toes when he reaches you before connecting your lips with his. The kiss is soft and slow, much more wholesome than your usual messy kisses. Jungkook breaks away slightly, his hands running over your towel-covered back before resting on your butt and patting it gently.

"Go talk to him, baby," he says softly, lips lifting slightly to press against your forehead. You nod with a heavy sigh as he makes his way into the bathroom, his turn to shower now.

You can't leave your mind as you pull Jungkook's clothes onto your body. Your brother wasn't even fazed when he saw you in Jungkook's room. And you know for a fact you weren't exactly quiet, so he definitely heard something. God, the thought makes your feel nauseated as you grab one of the hair ties you leave on Jungkook's dresser to throw your hair up into a low bun, ignoring your wet hair hitting the back of your neck as you head for his door.

TODAY...

"So what did he say?" Hee-Jin's voice pulled you from your inner thoughts, causing you to let out a dazed hum in response before she continued. "Taehyung, how did he react?"

You look over at the girl on your left as you walk through the parking lot, two bouquets of flowers clutched in your hands as you both reach your car. "He already knew. I can't believe he already knew," your voice was strained as you shook your head in embarrassment. Hee-Jin's lips pulled into her mouth, and her eyes squinted slightly; you knew she was conflicted on whether to laugh or cry with you.

"You're such a bitch. It's not funny." You pouted before your body betrayed you, an airy laugh blowing through your lips and swatting at the girl with occupied arms as best as you could.

She giggled at your attempt, leaning against your car with you, her own flowers resting in her arms as well. "So he's okay with it?"

Your eyes lift from the ground, turning slightly to face her, "I can't tell," you say honestly, "he barely even reacted even when I tried to talk to him. I think he doesn't even want to think about it."

Hee-Jin nodded with a sorry look after seeing your sullen expression. "I mean, how would you react if you found out your sister was getting fucked by your best friend? I wouldn't want to think about it either."

Her brutally honest remark caught you off guard, pulling a low snort out of you before you fished your keys out of your jacket pocket to unlock your car. "Get off my car. I've had enough of you." Hee-Jin pokes her tongue at you before pushing off the side of your vehicle and heading to her own.

"Love you! You know I'm right!" She smiles as she waddles away, ignoring the eye roll you throw her as you shove the bouquets onto your passenger seat.

"Love you," is the last thing you grumble back before jumping into your car and slamming the door.

Your phone vibrates from your jacket pocket as you're halfway through buckling your seatbelt. Pulling it out, you bite your lip and send a quick response before shoving the key into your car's ignition. Then, ignoring the bubbles brewing in the pit of your stomach, you pull out of the parking lot and head for the destination your friend awaits.

Jungkook is hot. It's the boys' day off today, and he just finished up in the gym, his arms throbbing a little more than usual. He went a little harder during this session because he's planning on skipping a couple of upcoming days to chill. It has nothing to do with the fact that he knows you've wrapped up filming for the season and are heading home today. Not at all.

Twisting the cap onto the water bottle he just devoured in seconds, he throws it in the trash can before leaving the kitchen. He's almost at his bedroom before his eyes roll to the back of his head, retreating sluggishly to the garbage can before fishing the bottle back out. A low scoff leaves him as he tosses the bottle into the recycling bin instead, your sarcastic little comment plaguing his inner thoughts. You're not even here, and he's doing what you say. He's fucking whipped, and he knows it.

Reaching his bedroom successfully this time, he grabs a set of clean clothes from his drawers and throws them on his bed for when he's out of the shower. Then, heading towards his ensuite, he catches his phone on top of his dresser and stares at it for a second.

"Hi, Koo." You answer after two rings, and he sits on the foot of his bed when he hears your voice.

"Hi," he replies after a beat, fighting the side of his mouth as it tries to lift when he hears his nickname flow effortlessly from your mouth. "Watcha doin'?"

He hears you shuffle a little.

Closing the magazine you were browsing before you got the call, you smile at Jungkook's voice, your eyes scanning the room to ensure you didn't miss getting called up. "I'm actually at Modify."

His eyebrows furrow, "my tattoo place?"

"Yeah, but I'm not getting a tattoo—just a piercing with a friend. I asked for Riki, just like you said to. He's really nice."

"Yeah, he's the best. Did you chuck it on my account?" He nods, pulling at the thread of his towel absentmindedly.

"No," you chuckle, "but thank you. You're cute for offering."

He feels his eyes roll back again, a habit he picked up from you, "you should. I have some account credit I have to use before it expires," he lies, and you bite back a smile knowing that he's full of shit.

"You're back earlier than I thought." Jungkook changes the subject, and you lean back into the couch's cushion before answering.

"Yeah, I just got back into Seoul like an hour ago. Decided to get it done here rather than Gwacheon so I can go home and rest afterwards."

You're thankful for Jungkook's random call to be honest. His voice calmed down your nerves exponentially; you forgot how jittery you were. "What are you getting pierced?" He asks, pulling you back to reality.

You feel your face getting hotter, and you pull your bottom lip between your teeth, chewing on it for a moment too long because his hum into your phone speaker breaks the extended silence. "Um," your lips are pursed now, wondering if you should be telling him over the phone.

Jungkook's eyebrows raise, and he shuffles back a little more on the edge of his bed before continuing, "Are you getting a piercing down there?"

Your laugh flows through the phone, returning that feeling to his stomach. "No, perv." You sigh through a smile, "My nipples."

You hear him blow out a low breath before he chuckles, "Jesus. Happy birthday to me."

You're quick to roll your eyes and fail to wipe the smile off your face before giggling at his reaction. You see Riki pop his head out the door of his booth before he waves at you, indicating it's your turn to go up. Nodding back at him, you signal that you're just wrapping up your phone call, and he gives you a thumbs-up before ducking away.

"It's my turn. I have to go, Kook." You say into your phone, standing from the couch and fixing the cushions that fell as you stood.

Jungkook nods on the other end of the line before clearing his throat slightly and running a hand through his sweaty hair. "Hey, _____?"

"Yeah?" You respond as you walk towards Riki's room, watching as he finishes up with his previous customer.

"What friend are you with?"

A moment passes as Jungkook's question lingers in the air, stopping you in your tracks. You're standing just before the entrance of Riki's suite, and you glance down at your shoes for a second before sighing. "Kook—"

Jae's confused look causes you to stop talking as he climbs off the studio chair-bed, approaching you. "You okay?"

Jungkook heard Jae's voice through the phone. You know he did because when he abruptly ends the call, muttering something about "I have to go shower," you're pulling your phone back and seeing the disconnected symbol flashback at you from the device's screen.

The chime of your door accepting the access code fills your ears as you push down on the handle with your elbow, a little shove from your hip pushing the door open enough to slide inside. After locking the door, you drop the wilting flowers on the kitchen island and head to the sink to grab some water, hoping to try and cling to the little life they look to have left.

Your phone dings while you're filling up a random dish with water, as you don't actually own a vase. A cringed laugh leaves your lips when you pull the flowers out of the paper encasing and dump them into the sad container of water. "I should've just let you die. This is just sad." You mumble, walking to the chair where you chucked your jacket and phone.

Tae

Miss you. Heard you're home. Dinner tn?

You blink away the tears stinging in your waterline, sending back an of course and snorting when he spams you with a bunch of random excited emojis. You haven't talked much since the night at his a few months ago, and it's been eating away at you ever since. You have always been close with your siblings. Taehyung, especially since you both left home to pursue your careers in similar industries. You were quick to leave his apartment when it was clear he didn't exactly want to talk, and you didn't blame him.

You

just gonna shower then i'll pop over

The shower was quick; you only cut yourself slightly at the bottom of your knee when shaving your legs. That's what you call success. As you pull on your shirt, you're trying not to catch your new piercings on the fabric when your eyes flutter to the bulletin board of Polaroids of you and your friends. Your eyes automatically go to the stupid one smack bang in the middle.

You're both sitting on the floor of your living room in the picture, a big cheesy grin covering Jungkook's face while you lean next to him with your tongue poking out. Jungkook turned to you as soon as you finished taking the photo, poking his tongue at you before letting his impulsive thoughts take over and licking a fat stripe over your cheek. You remember screeching and trying to push him away in a fit of giggles before conceding and allowing him to continue his attack.

Such a dork, you think as you're pulling your jeans over your legs. But, as much as you like to try and convince yourself you're not helplessly infatuated with him, you can't help but hope he's at dinner tonight.

Your brother is warm as he engulfs you in a bear hug when you enter the apartment. Smiling as you break away, you hit his shoulder playfully and laugh as he holds the injured area with a dramatic whine. "I should hit you harder than that for ignoring my texts."

"I'm sorry. I was just in a mood," Taehyung responds with a regretful smile.

"I know. I'm sorry too." You nod understandingly, pulling your jacket off and hanging it over one of the stools near the kitchen bar.

His low chuckle follows you as you both head to the living room. You roll your eyes at the spread of Chinese takeaway covering the large coffee table in front of the TV. "You guys have a huge kitchen and dining area, but I've never seen you actually eat in there."

"Food tastes better in front of the TV." He says simply, jumping onto the couch and patting the spot next to him.

You make your way to the couch and flop next to your brother, the smell of the spread in front of you making you hum in delight. You're both about to tuck in when he curses under his breath, climbing off the sofa with a promise to return with chopsticks. You lean forward and grab a dumpling with your fingers before dipping it in one of the sauces Taehyung laid out. It's almost in your mouth when the door to Jungkook's bedroom creaks slightly, causing you to put the dumpling back down and stare as he enters the lounge. He's dressed in a plain black shirt and sweats, and you drink in his figure shamelessly when he comes into view.

He spots you instantly as he walks further into the room, and you notice his eyes drop slightly to your chest, a short laugh blowing through your lips when you realise he's trying to see the imprint of the nipple piercings you said you were getting done today. "Hi, Koo—"

Your brother's voice cuts you off when he enters the living room again, "Kook! You hungry? There's heaps."

You take a pair of chopsticks when Tae hands you them, returning to your earlier action and grabbing the dumpling but successfully shoving it in your mouth this time. Your gaze lifts back to Jungkook as you chew, watching curiously as he looks at the food, looks at you, and then looks back to your brother. "Nah, bro, not hungry." He replies lowly before turning around and heading back into his room.

"Why did he come out then?" Taehyung snickers, leaning forward and slurping up a mouthful of noodles. You cough out a laugh, grabbing another dumpling and stuffing it into your mouth to avoid having to say anything. You knew why Jungkook was in a grump, and you also knew that he was definitely hungry. He's always hungry. You continue eating and internally decide that you will fix both of those problems before leaving the apartment tonight.

You and Taehyung talked for an hour and a half after you finished your dinner. It started on the topic of work—how your drama was going and how his shows were going. Then it got to the huge fucking Jungkook-shaped elephant in the room. You cried and apologised non-stop, and he kept telling you to cut it out, hugging you into his chest and telling you he wasn't mad. That life happens, and you can't help it." I'm supposed to be your big sister." You remember crying as he chuckled while patting your back like one would a newborn.

"How l-long did you know?" You hiccupped after breaking away from the embrace, reaching for your cup of water on the coffee table.

"Well, a few times, I caught him smiling at his phone and saw your name on the screen as I walked past. Or when he would shamelessly check you out whenever you'd come over. I thought he was just a horny douche," Tae laughed as you rolled your teary eyes, "but one night really caught me off guard. We were watching the first episode of your new drama when it dropped, and when the flashback kissing scene came on, he went dead quiet. Wouldn't talk for the rest of the episode and then went to his room when it finished."

"Jungkook," you say as you knock on his bedroom door, "I made you a plate. Can I come in?"

On the other side, Jungkook is lying on his bed, arm resting against the headboard behind his head, and tongue poking the inside of his cheek when he hears you call him by his actual name instead of a nickname like you usually do. He stays quiet and continues to scroll through a random social media app on his phone; he can't even tell you which one at this point. He's just trying not to give in. Call you in and shower your dumb face in kisses like he wants to. Pull your shirt up and see your newly pierced nipples because it's all he's been thinking about since you told him.

"I'm coming in, okay? Cover up!" You warn snarkily and smile in satisfaction when you hear him snort as you push the door open and step inside.

Jungkook's eyes flutter to you as you shut the door with your foot and shuffle over to his bed. His phone locks from inactivity, and he lets it slip from his hand as he watches you sit on the side of his bed, a plate of Chinese held in your hands as you poke his thigh with the chopsticks. "Eat."

He stares at your face for a second when you speak, his gaze lifting to your puffy eyes, making him sit up a little against the headboard. "Have you been crying?"

"Nothing gets past you, Sherlock." You mutter jokingly, leaning forward and placing the plate of food on his lap. "I know you're hungry. Hurry up and eat before I start feeding you."

He takes hold of the chopsticks when you wriggle them into his hand. Then, before you can pull your hand back, he grabs ahold of your palm, lifting it to his lips and placing a soft kiss on the top of your hand. "Thank you." He mumbles softly, grabbing some of the rice with the chopsticks before shoving it in his mouth.

"What are your plans tomorrow? I've got an interview on Thursday, but I don't have anything on tomorrow and was wondering if—"

"Why don't you go and do something with Jae?" He says after swallowing his mouthful, causing the words to cut off in your throat. Your eyebrows furrow as you stare at him in shock.

"Really?" You spit with a laugh, watching as he swirls the food around on his plate, his appetite suddenly vanishing.

"Yeah," he replies with a shrug, "we both agreed that we don't have the time to date. But you sure do go out on a lot of dates with him."

"This is about the piercings, right?" You can't help the tone of your voice rising, but you're slowly getting more pissed off by the second.

"The piercings, the concert, the ice cream. I'm sure there's a fuck tonne I don't know about too." He chuckles sorely, leaning over to his bedside table and setting down the barely touched plate of food.

"He's my co-worker. We are the leads in a show together; it's good for viewership for us to be seen together!" You stand from the bed, your voice getting even louder now, and you have to remind yourself to calm down so you don't bother your brother a few doors down.

"For viewership," he nods sarcastically, "getting your nipples pierced with your co-worker is good for viewership?" He can't help but laugh, his throat getting that familiar scratchy feeling as he imagines that fucker being in the room with you while you got them done.

"I've been planning them for a long time. You knew I wanted to get them done."

"Why with him, ___?" Your nickname slipped venomously through his lips, "Why'd you go with him?" Jungkook's tone is low, almost defeated, as he refuses to make eye contact with you.

"He overheard me saying to Hee-Jin that I was going to do it today. He said he was planning on getting his nose pierced and offered to go with me," Jungkook is shaking his head now, his tongue rolling against the inside of his cheek as he tries not to think about it.

"Yeah, alright, _____. I'm tired, so—"

"Don't do that." You spit, cutting him off, and he raises his head to meet your eyes finally.

"Do what?"

"Don't shut me out. I hate it when you do that." You sigh, a hand lifting to run through your hair in frustration. Jungkook is quiet as he watches your chest heave while you calm down from yelling. He can't help his eyes falling to your tits, and you watch his eyebrows crease when he tries to find the imprint of the piercings.

"I didn't do it." You jab, and Jungkook's eyes lift to your face in pure confusion. At that moment, his stare drifts to your left ear and then your right, noticing the second addition to your lobes that he didn't see before. "Some lunatic called me before I got them done. He sounded pretty pissed, so I just got my ears done again." You snark, your eyes rolling back when you notice Jungkook's cheeky fucking smirk reappear on his lips.

You're close enough to the bed for him to gently lean forward and grab your arm. Before you have the chance to shrug him off, he's pulling you towards him, and you don't fight it as you fall onto the bed. Before you know it, he's ushering you onto his lap, his lip caught slightly between his teeth, and you have to stop yourself from leaning forward and kissing him. He's so pretty.

"I like when you do things for me." He mumbles, his thumbs rubbing a soothing pattern on your hips as your shirt rises up slightly with your movement.

A soft hum escapes you as you allow more of your weight to press into him. The fabric of your jeans is rough against his crotch, and you can feel your lower body getting warmer by the second. "I know," you whisper, giving in and moving forward to press your mouth against his.

Jungkook's hands slide from your hips to your lower back when you lean forward, and he cheekily drops them to your ass, grabbing a greedy handful as you deepen the kiss. Your jaw slacks slightly when you feel him squeeze your ass, and he takes the opportunity to delve his tongue through your lips. His tongue brushes with your own, and he swallows the breathy moan that escapes as you allow him deeper into your mouth. Your hips move on their own accord, grinding harder into his lap, and he groans when you press down harshly, the denim of your jeans brushing him roughly through his pants.

"Shit." He moans as he breaks away from your lips. His hands don't leave your ass; if anything, he grips tighter before pressing you harder against him. You can feel him getting stiffer beneath you, making you whine at the feeling of him going from soft to hard between your legs.

"You're not hungry anymore?" You breathe as he flips you over so he's on top of you, his hands hastily working on the buttons of your jeans.

"No, I am." His voice is low as he makes his way down your body, pressing a soft kiss to the skin of your belly that reveals as your shirt rides up. Jungkook's lips move to your hipbone as he drags your zipper down, your jeans loose enough the slip off, and he drags them down, chucking them onto his floor without another thought.

He pats the side of your left thigh with his hand, and your knees come up instantly, understanding his wordless demand. "Really hungry," he mumbles, leaning down and attaching his mouth to your pussy through your panties. A whine leaves your lips instantly, hips involuntarily bucking into his face as he licks at your clit through the fabric. Your hands reach down to grab onto him, but you come up a little short. Jungkook notices and shuffles up a bit, letting you tangle your fingers through his hair, a satisfied hum leaving him when you tug at the strands harshly. He hooks a finger in the waistband of your underwear before sliding them down your legs, grunting at the sight of your glistening cunt. "So pretty."

"My pussy is pretty?" You choke through a moan as he lets a line of spit drip from his mouth onto you.

"Really pretty," he confirms before leaning down and burying his mouth into your cunt. Your eyes roll back as his lips wrap around your clit, his tongue peaking through to flick the nub as he sucks.

"F-Fuck," You groan as his right-hand grips your thigh, reassuringly squeezing as if coaxing you through it. Your eyes are squeezed shut; the wet, messy sounds of him devouring you are all you can hear. All you can feel.

Your eyes open as Jungkook pulls away, and you watch through hooded lids as he leans back a little before taking his middle and ring finger into his mouth. He coats them in as much saliva as possible before leaning down and placing a quick, sweet kiss on your clit. You let a giggle slip at the action before a high-pitched moan blows through your lips. He pushes both of his fingers fully into you, not stopping until he hits knuckle. "Holy shiiiiiiiit," you seethe, fingers untangling from his hair to rest at the back of his head.

Once his fingers are buried in you, he returns to your cunt, tongue lapping at your clit with vigour. He pulls the throbbing bud into his mouth, groaning when you push the back of his head further into you. He's nodding into your pussy, telling you to push harder without saying a word. "Kook." You whine, your fingers shakily entangling into his hair again and pulling him into you like he wants. His fingers haven't left you at all, and he curls them up, toying with that rigid spongey part. The tips of his fingers push at it teasingly, and it causes you to clench tightly around him, wanting to keep his hand trapped there forever.

He feels you start to shake, and his mouth moves with you, lips refusing to let go of your clit. "Fuck my tongue," he says as he pulls away slightly for air, "right now. Fuck my face."

"Oh my fucking god," you moan at his words, head falling back into his pillow as he goes back down again. His nose is buried in you now; the sloppy sounds of him slurping on your cunt spread goosebumps over your body. His fingers finally leave your hole before he leans a little lower, shoving his tongue into you. "Babyyyy, shit!" Your words come out as a mixture between a cry and a moan as he pistons his tongue into your hole, his fingers coated in your slick sliding up to circle your clit.

"Fuck. My tongue." You can barely make out his demand as he doesn't relent his torture on your cunt, his words coming out muffled. Finally, you heave out a strangled moan before letting go and grinding your hips into his face. He moans in satisfaction, vibrating straight through your core, and you feel your legs begin to tremble.

"Come on, baby," Jungkook's words come out almost unintelligible again as his tongue continues to fuck into you, pulling a pornographic whine from your lips. "Good girl," he hums. His fingers are swirling against your swollen clit, maintaining a steady but ferocious pace, and it's blurring your vision. You can't stop yourself from bucking up into his face, earning a low groan when his tongue curves just right in your hole, and you push him into you so hard he can't breathe. Your right-hand slips out of his hair, slamming down onto his bed, your first unclenching to pull at his sheets with a trembling hand. His fingers lift off your clit for a second, and it's like you almost don't even notice it because his tongue takes its place, slurping your bud into his mouth. You hear shuffling and look up to see him pull his cock out of his sweats. You can't see it properly because he's kneeling at the edge of the bed, but you've witnessed the action enough to know when it's happening.

Once his cock is free, he stands from his knee, his hand wasting no time before reattaching to your clit. You can't take it anymore, your head turning to bury itself into his pillow to muffle your scream. The smell of his shampoo is embedded into the pillowcase, making your heart beat even faster, which you thought was simply impossible right now. Your toes curl as his thumb massages your clit, your hand lifting to grip the pillowcase tightly in your fist. "Gguk, I'm gonna—"

"I know, baby," he nods, his unoccupied hand reaching down to grasp his shaft in his hand before leaning forward and pushing into you. That's it. You're done for.

"Oh! Oh, my fuck!" You scream as Jungkook shoves every inch of his cock into you, his balls flush against your entrance when he hits the base. He doesn't move. His thumb continues the torture on your clit, and he feels your walls tighten sorely around him as your back arches slightly off the bed. Your ears are ringing; eyes rolled to the back of your head as your chin points to the ceiling.

"That's it, baby. Cream my fucking cockkkkk." He praises as you shake around him, your orgasm hitting you in a sudden wave. You think you're crying; you can't actually tell. Jungkook's eyebrows are furrowed as he stares in awe at your pussy convulse around him, watching your puffed clit pulse as you cum. "Shit," he whispers as he slowly slides his dick out of you for the first time since he entered you.

He doesn't let it fully slip out, instead pulling back until your lips are swallowing just the tip. He almost fucking growls when he sees his cock emerge sticky and wet, listening to you whine when he inches it gently back inside. "Are you trying to fucking kill me?" you groan, your hand coming up to rest against his chest. The side of his mouth pulls upwards as you let your hand slide under his shirt, nails tracing softly against his toned stomach. Your touch doesn't do anything to stop him, though, his gentle thrusts continuing as he watches your face for any sign of serious pain.

"God, you are," your words come out strangled, followed by a few shallow breaths as your pussy lets out a loud squelch every time he sinks back in.

"You can take it, right, baby?" Jungkook's tone is low and sinful. His gaze drops back to where you two are connected, his hips speeding up a little on each thrust. He watches as your eyes squeeze shut again, your hand that's under his shirt balling into a fist as you slam it against his chest. The shaky sensitivity in your pussy is strong, choked breaths slip from your mouth like a second language as you fight the overstimulation. "You always. Take it. So. Well." He's praising you between thrusts, and they're becoming more brutal with each one. Jungkook's head falls back a little as you squeeze around him slightly, listening to the sloppy noise of your cunt mixed with your moans. It's euphoric.

Suddenly, it's like a switch flicked in your brain because the pain turns to absolute pleasure, and your jaw slacks in pure ecstasy. Jungkook notices the transition and kneels on the bed, hooking his arms under the backs of your knees and pulling you down so you're flush against him. Your hand falls from his chest and next to you limply. You don't even have the power to move it as Jungkook slides his cock out of you before slamming it back in harder, then harder, then harder. He doesn't pull out until he's filled you to the brim, waiting to feel his balls hit your ass before pulling back and repeating the motion. You go to moan, though nothing comes out but an airy screech, your throat feeling raw and abused, just like your poor vagina right now.

"Slut," he mumbles sweetly, leaning down and pressing his lips against yours. You giggle against his mouth, using all the energy you have left to lift your hands and run them through his dishevelled hair before pulling him down to lay on you.

You feel Jungkook start to shake slightly, his usual giveaway that he's close. Breaking away from the kiss, your legs wrap around his butt and pull him into you as deeply as you can. "Mhm," you moan with a fucked out look on your face, hair sprawled out on his pillow, and he swears it's the prettiest he's ever seen you.

"There?" He grunts, the tip of his cock hitting that rigid spongey bit as he plows into you.

"Mhm!" Your moan sounds distressed and crazed, but you can't even bring yourself to care. Your hands rack through Jungkook's hair, trailing down his back, and your nails dig into his skin as he slams his hips back, mercilessly fucking you into the bed. "There. There. Fucking thereeeeee!" You scream as his cock hits a part inside you that you didn't even know existed.

"Shit," he groans as your walls tighten around him, "I'm gonna fucking cum. Clench again, baby. Please. Please fuckk," He's begging, and your eyes roll to the back of your head at his whiny tone. His face falls to the crook of your neck as you give him what he needs, clenching your walls around him, and you hear him choke out a pained moan before he pushes into you with a final trembled thrust. He spills himself inside of you, painting the walls of your cunt, and you relish in the feeling.

You're so close; the feeling of his cum inside of you only makes you even more aroused. "Keep going," your voice is hurried and hoarse, "Baby, please. Keep going. Keep goinggg. I'm close." You cry, your hand patting against his back in a pleading motion.

Jungkook can't do anything but growl into your neck as he pulls his hips back; the loud noise of his cum stuffed into you, squelching around his cock as he draws back, is fucking sinful. He ignores the burning feeling of sensitivity. He ignores the fact that his cock is softening by the second. Instead, he focuses on your moans of pleasure, pulling his face from your neck to watch your face contort in bliss. You can't take it anymore when his hand falls between you, thumb finding your clit without even fucking looking. "I'm. Gonna. Cum." You're shaking as he pounds into you, his thumb relentless on your clit.

"Yeah?" He leans down, spitting harshly onto your cunt. "Fucking cum then," he taunts, his thumb sliding against your clit furiously.

You can't speak. You can't open your eyes. You can't even breathe. You're surprised a strangled whimper finds its way from your throat, a blinding white flashing as your orgasm hits you. It washes over you like a tidal wave, and your back arches off the bed as you cum. Jungkook curses at the feeling of you pulsating around him and works you through your orgasm with a pained shudder.

As soon as you cower away from his touch, your pussy not able to handle the pressure on your clit any longer, he retracts his hand and heaves out a shaky breath. His hand pulls at the neckline of his shirt, slipping it off him and exposing his gorgeous abs. You can't even enjoy the sight properly, slumped against his pillow, harsh breaths blowing from your lips as you try to grasp back on reality. Jungkook lays the shirt under your butt, a low groan escaping him when he slips out of you, his cum drooling out of you and pooling onto his shirt. You look at him through squinted eyes as he stares at his seed dripping out of your hole, admiring it like a priceless piece of art. You watch as he bites his lip before tilting his head towards you with a cheeky smile.

Your eyes widen at his silent question, mouth opening in shock as you lift a shaky leg to swat at him with your foot. "If you try putting your dick anywhere near me right now, I'll fucking castrate you," you threaten as he chuckles at your reaction, letting his shirt capture the excess leakage before hobbling off to the bathroom to get a cloth.

You've managed to calm your breathing while listening to the bathroom tap squeak as Jungkook runs a washcloth under the water. He returns a few moments later, leaning down to press a quick kiss against your belly before he cleans you up. He's pulled his sweatpants back up now, but he's still shirtless, and you admire the way the muscles in his back tense as he goes to throw the dirty laundry in his hamper. He also grabs the plate of food that he abandoned on his bedside table before jogging it out to the kitchen. A comfortable silence washes over you both as he returns, and you just enjoy staring at his figure as he makes his way back to bed. Jungkook hands you back your panties before sitting on the side of the bed. He watches you tiredly sit up to wriggle them on before sliding back down and slamming your head onto the pillow.

"You're staying the night?" He asks in shock. You're always so quick to leave his place after sex; he does the same when it's at your place.

"We've had sleepovers before," you mumble into his pillow, snuggling deeper into his blanket.

He hums, slipping into the bed himself, and your warm arm moves under the blanket to drape over his chest. "Not after sex."

"Do you want me to go?" You reply quietly after a beat, your finger tracing light patterns on his upper chest.

Jungkook looks down at your hand, then your face. Your eyes meet his, and he just shakes his head, making you give him a soft smile in return. Your eyes flutter shut as he shuffles closer to you before he grabs your leg and drapes it over his waist. Jungkook follows suit, eyes closing as his breathing evens out. He's almost asleep, feeling your warm skin pressed against him, acting as the best sleeping pill money could buy. That is, until your voice breaks the silence.

"You would look so good with a lip ring."

His heavy eyelids peel open as he glances down at you. Your matted hair frames your face; eyes still shut. Your cheek is pressed against his chest; he could feel your lips move against him as you spoke.

"You're so random," Jungkook mumbles with a chuckle before closing his eyes again. He feels your lips pucker slightly, pressing a feathery, light kiss against his nipple as you let sleep take over you. The feeling is soothing, and all he can think about as the darkness engulfs him is getting a fucking lip ring.

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bangtaninborderland · 8 months

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JJK-SEVEN

Summary: you know it isn't healthy, you know you should leave, but you can’t and neither can he.

Genre: hurt/comfort, angst.

A/N: self indulge from my own experiences

BTS MASTERLIST.

JK POV

You get home a little past 6 pm, Jungkook isn’t there, he is always busy though so that’s normal. You set your bags down, slip your shoes off and head straight to change into some comfy clothes. You loved the confidence you felt ready for the day, the way you felt a little braver as you applied a hint of concealer under your eyes, masking the lack of sleep you’d had but your favourite time of the day was the moment you could come home and remove it all.

It doesn’t take you long to dress down and situate yourself on the couch. You eye your phone a few times, debating whether or not to call Jungkook ultimately deciding against it. He would probably be upset if you called in the middle of a schedule especially if he was in a meeting or something. You settled for a simple text:

You: I’m home, will you be here for dinner?

J🩶: No, working late, don’t wait up.

You: Okay, Love you.

Message Read 6:48PM

The message is left unread but that’s okay, Jungkook is a busy person with things to do. You don’t take what you have for granted so instead of mourning the time you don’t have you focus on the time you do have. Which albeit isn’t much, even when he isn’t working he finds better things to do.

You’d never stop him though, he worked hard, and he deserved that time for himself. You couldn’t be a burden.

You settle on ordering takeout for dinner, it was pointless cooking a meal that would never get finished. The leftovers from three days ago are still in the refrigerator, untouched, despite the note you’d left telling your boyfriend that they were there.

The food arrived an hour later, you turned on the TV and tucked in, letting yourself be drawn into the world of another sappy drama but not even that could keep your mind from wandering, from thinking about how everything got so messed up.

You’d started out years ago, two young kids just wanting some affection and care. Jungkook had just left another relationship, being three years older than you it was safe to say you’d had significantly less experience in the dating department but you fell hard and fast. You’d call all the time, things were busy then but never as busy as now, he would often wait up until late at night when everyone else was asleep to call you from the shared Bangtan dorm room, even if it meant he was a little more tired the next day. He would write you sweet messages whenever he had time, a few words that you would cherish and reread anytime you missed him.

Sure there were rough patches, fights, disagreements, the distance was hard whenever he was on tour and even though it hurt you, really hurt you, there was something always holding you in place so you never left, you couldn’t even imagine it, the few times Jungkook had proposed a break-up or a break you’d denied, argued against it, plead your case as though you were on trial because you couldn’t lose him. He was all you had.

You had friends sure but none that you were actually close to, family wasn’t something you found comfort in, and the arguments that came with being around them were something you’d rather not experience so you stayed away, stayed alone. Maybe that’s why it was so easy to adapt to everything Jungkook was, there hadn’t been a single thing you’d done without him in mind.

You’d been his place to let out everything he felt, most of his emotions bottling up until it came out as a wave of evil anger, words that lacked truth still tearing you apart piece by piece. Still, his apologies were sweet, warm, and soft, they gave you comfort. So you smiled and said it was okay, smiled and tried to ignore the list of names and backhanded comments you’d heard.

Besides, the next day everything was okay, everything would always be okay eventually.

You’re still sitting on the couch when Jungkook gets home, he walks straight into the bedroom, ignoring your presence as though you don’t exist but you remind yourself it’s dark, you didn’t have the lights on so he probably didn’t see you.

“Marco?” He called out and you couldn’t help but smile at the silly American game he had taught you a few years ago.

“Polo.” You called back, unable to hide your grin.

As he came closer you smelt the soju on his breath. “I thought you were working late?”

He groaned, slumping against you on the couch. “Yeah, well we finished around 7 so Mingyu asked if I wanted to get drinks.” He shrugged. “Don’t get all mad.”

“I’m not mad Kook.” You were thankful no lights had been turned off, although you could cover up the shake in your voice the sadness in your eyes was significantly harder to rid yourself of. “I just missed you.”

“Fuck I know okay, I know but I don’t need you putting pressure on me too I’m already working hard twenty-four seven, you want me to come home and be the perfect boyfriend to you but where is my time? Where is the time for me? It’s selfish of you to always put your wants first.”

“No I just meant that I missed you I didn’t-“ you sighed, the argument dying on your tongue. “I’m sorry.”

“You always say that. You just ruined a good day…god” he huffed, a hand running through his hair. “I’m going to shower and then I’ll sleep.” With that he was gone, his footsteps retreating.

A coldness settled over you, an unspeakable pain simmering in your chest. He had misunderstood, the words you’d said with honest intentions had been taken out of context and twisted to portray you as a selfish person.

As much as you loved Jungkook he had one flaw, he failed to see what wasn’t directly In front of him. He wouldn’t ever be able to realise or understand the extent to which you’d given up everything of yourself to be with him. The friends you couldn’t have because you felt awful having such an important secret that you couldn’t share with them, the fact Jungkook was…Jungkook meant the relationship you had couldn’t exactly be paraded around, your own paranoia preventing you from having friends in case they found out and shared it with the media. You’d hidden your own dark days whenever something was troubling him, you chose your words carefully to prevent him from worrying too much. You’d always hold off discussing things that had been awkward or uncomfortable until it was suitable for him and by then those feelings and situations were too far gone to bring back up.

It all piled up and then what was once a small ball of insecurity, sadness and longing had grown into a boulder, one that you carried around on your shoulders every day, the weight crushing you slowly.

Still, you didn’t pick a fight, you let it be. Tomorrow would be better, you wouldn’t talk about it, not seriously, you never did.

You waited until you heard the shower switch off, giving him time to fall asleep before joining him in bed.

Maybe it was just habit, something that you’d both done for so long it happened involuntarily but Jungkook reached out for you, tucking your body under his as he whispered a soft “I love you” with a kiss to your head.

The next day things were better, Surprisingly you found him at the stove, singing along to some slow song, probably something Taehyung had sent to him. “Good morning baby.”

You smiled at the term of endearment. “Good morning.”

“Come here.” He called out to you, turning the stove down before opening his arms for you. “I’m sorry about last night.”

Your heart ached at the reminder of his anger the night before, his misunderstanding of your words, his lack of understanding of how you felt. “It’s okay.”

He pushes you back a little, observing your face. “Is it really? Do you forgive me?”

“Always, I’ll always forgive you.” You smiled back and it wasn’t a lie. You would always forgive him, regardless of what he did, or how he hurt you, you would always forgive him because you simply could t live without him.

You both knew it wasn’t healthy, knew it wasn’t okay to act this way, to brush over the misunderstandings you dealt with daily but you couldn’t help it. Facing just how bad things were between you, facing just how poor your communication and trust was meant facing the reality that there was no way to fix it.

The only fix would be to separate and you knew, you knew without a doubt you wouldn’t take that step and neither would he.

So you both held on, ignoring the boulder because you couldn’t let go, even if it was just attachment, you’d let yourself be safe here in the familiarity of everything you shared together for a little longer, even if the boulder was killing you.

You held onto the false reality you’ve created between yourselves, you were sure you always would even if it was insincere because the pain of being the person who took every negative emotion out on was nothing compared to the pain and emptiness you’d feel if he wasn’t there with you, if you no longer had him to hold you and brush your tears away.

“I’m in love with you.” He leaned down to kiss you, tilting your head upwards for easier access.

“I’ll love you for the rest of my life.”

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7ndipity · 8 months

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Idol Dating Headcanons pt.2

Jungkook x Idol Reader

Warnings: teeny bit suggestive

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! As I said in the pt.1 hcs, I really love this duo sm, I just think they’re so much fun!

Masterlist

Requests are open

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Cameos in each others MVs(like Tae in Hobi's Daydream and More MVs)

Really impromptu duet cover videos that are recorded in your bathroom or the stairwell at music shows because the acoustics are just *chefs kiss

Which only make your fans all the more antsy for an official collab.

Which is coming, eventually. Y’all are just perfectionists who want the song to have just the right vibe.

Proudly carries you photocard in his phonecase for everyong to see.

I could see you going on varity shows together and it’s super cute and sweet, untill the games start. And then y’all get waay too competitive waay too fast.

(I honestly don’t know which would be worse: you vs him, or you and him vs everyone else.*shudders)

On the upside, the fan edits were top notch👍

Oh yeah, watching fan videos together, like try not to laughs, on live would be a semi-regular thing.

“You just laughed! He laughed, right?” “No, I didn’t! I was clearing my throat!”

You regularly post pics of him and Bam with captions like “LOML(jk’s cute too)”

He won’t admit it, but he gets a little jealous when you do collabs, especially if it’s with any of his friends.👀 (You might turn up at rehersals with a few extra hickeys just to remind everyone you’re taken, but that’s bfkgnbgbfjklgn)

Naturally, you’d end up being somewhat close with all the members, but for some reason, I feel like you’d end up being besties with Jin? Cause, of course, you need someone to pick on him with.

Like, y’all hit it off immediately, and Jk’s just sitting there like “Oh God, there’s two of them.”

Misses you so much when either of you are traveling/touring. You absolutely have to video call each other everynight or else he won't go to sleep.

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youthguk · 1 year

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Follow the White Rabbit | jjk (m)

pairing: idol! jungkook x idol! reader

genre: smut, idols au.

words: 8.2k

summary: Jungkook never involves with other idols, valuing his reputation above everything else. That's until he learns about you. But when his attempt to get closer to you falls short because of false rumors, you're determined to make it up to him.

author’s note: all characters are 18+(!); this is a stand alone story. however, i do have some ideas for more parts, so let me know if anyone would be interested in more parts ♡

“Every adventure requires a first step.”

Jungkook was known for his pristine reputation amongst other idols. And that came with certain drawbacks.

Being an idol meant being watched. Always. He had to learn it the hard way. But he learned his lesson long ago and now no one would ever catch Jungkook’s pretty shiny eyes darting even with the slightest interest in other groups' direction, especially girl groups. He was sick of that and decided to protect his peace by playing by the rules of the idol industry and fans, scrutinizing his every move, and craving to know more about his personal life.

Jungkook distanced himself from everything that could disturb his peace. Surely, he is showing up to events, music shows, and year-end award shows with his group, eyes only on members and fans. He is here to do his job, and enjoy performance; he is here for music, not for drama. Jungkook is now called “heartless” and “brat” by his peers; every time some newly debuted idols approach him backstage — he politely bows back to them, not willing to maintain a conversation. Jeon Jungkook is pretty content with his reputation, they may call him “arrogant” or even “spoiled maknea”, he is not here to be liked.

He is not here to make any new friends, he doesn’t need them, it's as simple as that. Jungkook doesn’t remember when was the last time that he even bothered to check the new groups. Well, of course, that was until the popularity of your group “Bunnies” became so big that it was just impossible for him to escape from you.

“Hyung, what’s the deal with…what was their name…Bunnies?” Finally, Jungkook gives in and decides to refer to Namjoon who, unlike him, always keeps up with new trends and faces in their industry. “Obnoxious name for a group, by the way,” he adds.

“Are you asking because of ____ ?” Namjoon teases his favorite maknae.

“What? No…Who’s that?” Jungkook regrets asking as soon as the words flew out of his mouth. He is, insensibly to himself, crossing the line that he drew himself. Of course, he doesn’t care who you are, he was just curious about your group for a moment.

“Oh, well, she’s the leader of Bunnies,” Jungkook doesn’t know you (and has no desire to get acquainted with you) and yet he can’t help but pity you. Leader of Bunnies. That must be hard for you. He chuckles at his thoughts which don’t go unnoticed by his own leader, “What’s so funny?”

“Sorry, hyung, but the name is ridiculous,” he shrugs and when met with a disapproving stare from his leader, Jungkook compliantly adds, “But hey, good for them, right? They even caught my attention. Well, it was impossible to not notice, I mean, their song was playing in every damn convenience store that I entered this past few months.”

“You should check the credits to the song.”

Jungkook doesn’t ask why and simply follows Namjoon’s suggestion. His eyes wander on his screen, gaze drawn to the same name repeated both in “Lyrics by” and “Composed by”.

“That’s the leader…You were talking about her, ____, right?” And when Namjoon nods, Jungkook’s eyebrows are drawn together in confusion. “Why did you think I was interested because of her in particular?”

Namjoon heavily sighs, stretching his arms wearily, “Of course, our Jungkookie is all grown-up now and no one deserves his attention,” he playfully pats Jungkook’s head, knowing very well how annoying their golden maknae finds that. “She just mentioned you in one of their interviews and now it went viral, just like everything that Bunnies do.”

Yet again Jungkook cringes at the mention of your group’s name and, for some obscure reason, takes a mental note to check out that interview.

_________

You were the oldest in your group and the most experienced one. When agreeing to debut in Bunnies you were promised by the company that you will simply be able to do what you already love the most — writing and composing songs while being able to perform. You never liked the public attention and criticism that comes with the territory, but as your producers and PR agents assured you, all that unwanted public attention will go past you. After all, you were the oldest and not the center of the group. Which was supposed to guarantee you a somewhat calm and untroubled career (as much as it was possible in this case, of course).

“Welcome Bunnies!” The host of a variety show addresses your group excitedly. Nowadays, it was pure luck for any TV program to get your group to visit them, you were booked and busy. Literally. You don’t remember with what exact mindset you were getting yourself into this and what were you expecting from your group, but this level of success was unexpected, even for your company.

Thanks to your introverted nature, your beloved members, who in a span of just a few months were all like little sisters to you, took most of the talking responsibility on themselves, leaving you only serious and tricky questions for discussion.

“So, who would you call your celebrity crush or even ideal type?” The interviewer asks and all the eyes of your members fall on you, pleading for help.

“Wow, no one has ever asked us that before!” You chuckle as the audience conformably bursts into laughter and you try to stall some more time before you come up with an appropriate and least provoking answer. “Well, I’d say it’s Jeon Jungkook sunbaenim, right?” You turn to your members, looking for support. But you know you already gave the wrong answer when you decided to respond with honesty. “He’s very talented and achieved so much, I always looked up to him, and still after our debut, there’s so much to learn from him.” You blurt it all at once out, not sure why you even went with so many details on your long-term crush on one of the most untouchable idols. You heavily exhale in relief, expecting a change of topic.

“So, you would date him?” The interviewer decides to not give you an easy time. Surprise.

“Well, your question was on ideal type,” you flash the audience with your elegant smile which they return with applause and you finally feel free when the next question has nothing to do with crushes and dating.

That day you come back to your shared dorm with members, tiredly plopping on your favorite couch.

“How bad was that, be honest,” you almost threaten Rinjea with your discerning stare.

“It was just fine, stop it, unnie,” you are pretty sure you’ve heard that for the 10th time but it still doesn’t feel like the truth. “Plus, Jungkook is like the most unbothered and arrogant person, he probably will never even hear about this interview.” She brushes you off, again, but this time it works and you loosen up a little.

The worst that can happen is being made fun of by your friends and that was the last thing on your mind. You scoff to yourself, were you really worried about Jeon Jungkook watching your interview?

As time goes by, the worries vanish into thin air. Even though your secret crush is not so secret anymore, the general public discusses that with tenderness on how bold you were to confess that.

Besides, there were no chances of you randomly bumping into Jungkook as BTS stopped performing on music shows. The only place for you to meet him is the upcoming year-end award shows, but by the time you start attending them with your group, your little awkward moment in the interview is long forgotten by you.

However, the whole “being teased by your peers” thing happens anyway as on one of your very rare days off you find time to finally catch up with your only friend in this industry (besides your members, of course), Harin, who was not only a member of a group that debuted a year before you and a great artist but also a part-time personal provider of gossips on K-pop industry for you.

“No, but why on earth you mentioned Jeon Jungkook out of all people!” She exclaims and you almost jump in your seat looking around you. It’s a Sunday morning; the cafe that you both decided to meet at is almost empty but you still feel unnerved mentioning any names.

“Why not? I always liked him,” as you say that you are reminded by the disbelief on Harin’s face that you’ve never actually mentioned that to her before. “And nothing controversial about appreciating other musicians’ talent.”

“Talent my ass,” Harin scoffs, shaking her head. “You really know nothing about him, ____? ”

“I don’t understand.”

“Of course, our little naive ____,” she lets out a long sigh of pity, leaving you absolutely puzzled at this whole situation. “Let’s put it that way, he’s known for his promiscuous ways, if you know what I mean.”

“I don’t understand,” you reiterate yourself, drawing your brows together, growing angry with your friend. You never idealized your favorite artists, but this sounded more like some cheap gossip, and you couldn’t stand that. “If anything, I’ve heard the opposite about him and his members.”

“Well, that’s all a facade,” she folds her arms across her chest sensing the lack of trust. “And if I told you that I experienced that first-hand, you wouldn’t believe that either?” She snorts.

“You’ve slept with Jungkook?” Something between a high-pitched squeal and a whisper leaves your mouth. You could’ve never imagined this conversation would lead to this. And you hate the little prickle of jealousy and disappointment from this unwanted discovery.

“Hah, he wishes,” your friend scoffs, pure amusement lingering on her face now that you are more invested in this conversation. “He tried to get into my pants, but I totally turned him down. I mean it’s like an indicator of no self-worth if you get involved with dudes like him.” You process Harin’s words wide-eyed, all of that still sounds as if about someone else, but you can’t naively deny that. “I guess they’re just like everyone else, using their status to get to girls and then run their mouths about them, ruining poor naive girls’ reputations.”

And that was your last straw. You knew you didn’t have the right to judge other people’s personal life but if Harin’s words were true, that was terribly disappointing for you.

“I can’t believe that… that’s atrocious,” this conversation leaves a bitter taste of disappointment on your tongue that you’re not sure will be able to get rid of any time soon. “And I’ve never even heard about it!”

“You’re lucky you know me and can count on me warning you about douchebags like him.”

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Jungkook doesn’t remember when exactly he started falling into that rabbit hole. First, he watched the infamous interview, chuckling to himself smugly. Next, he listened to your group’s debut mini-album, replaying with special attentiveness songs in which you participated in the creation process.

It’s been two weeks now, and his “for you” page was flooding with you. It was almost unbearable, and Jungkook would gladly get mad at someone if he wasn’t the one to blame. Well, your songs were good, to say the least. And in every performance, his gaze was automatically searching for you. There was something about you that was exceptionally enthralling to Jungkook; maybe it was how poised you always were, carrying yourself with elegance, while your younger members were always wild and loud. They could afford to be reckless and careless, as you were taking a lot of responsibilities on yourself.

Jungkook was suddenly intrigued by you, wondering what type of person you actually were, as you never gave in any details about yourself except for your love for music and performing. He couldn’t explain it, but he had this confidence that you two would easily get along.

“I bet our Jungkookie knows all Bunnies’ songs by heart now,” Jimin teases him while taking a break from practicing, noticing the song that is currently on repeat in Jungkook’s headphones.

Jungkook closes his eyes, trying to ease exhaustion from hours and hours of practice for the upcoming big performance that they’re preparing for the award show. As he immerses into the song in his headphones (which is by pure coincidence written by you), he suddenly lights up with a genius, almost cute, idea (in his opinion). What if he approaches you tomorrow backstage and says hi? It wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? He hasn’t done that since… he can’t even remember, but surely he could try to get to know you and thank you for your kind words and even profess his own new-found love for your music. He is so intrigued by that idea and thrilled with the anticipation of your reaction, that he feels a sudden rush of energy.

Oh, he can’t wait to see.

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To Jungkook’s frustration, his plan utterly fails during the first day of the award ceremony; for some reason, you are always out of his sight and when he can finally approach you — your members are right by your side. The same pattern follows the next day, and the day after that.

Jungkook starts growing impatient with you, even though he knows it’s out of your control — you are a leader, after all, and you can’t let your group be on their own. And you are absolutely oblivious to the fact that Jungkook wants to have a tete-a-tete moment with you. At some point, he even wonders if there’s a chance that you’re deliberately avoiding him, as he can’t catch even a fleeting glance from you. Maybe you’re just shy and careful, he calms himself, and in that case, he must meet you in person and reassure you that everything is fine.

It seems that luck was in his favor this time, as your group members were asked to leave the ceremony early for the reasons unknown to him, leaving you all alone. Jungkook can only pray that all his secretive peeking at you wasn’t captured by any fan cams. And when the ceremony is coming to an end, he notices how you start leaving earlier, not waiting for the usual curtain call where everyone gets on stage and says final goodbyes to the audience.

Maybe you were anxious about big crowds, especially now, when you were all by yourself. Oh, how Jungkook wishes he would have been able to keep you company. While you walk through the seats, Jungkook manages to steal a glance at you without the usual precautions, as everyone’s attention is on you now anyway.

You look beautiful, as always, he thinks to himself. Something devilish in that white short dress that you are confidently rocking tonight. He could watch you and the way you elegantly carry yourself all day, attentively studying your enchanting features. Oh, how Jungkook wishes he could stare at you freely but as soon as you walk behind the stage, he forces himself to shift his attention back to the stage, nervously shaking his leg.

After you, a couple of other idols are following your example, rushing backstage before the official closing of the ceremony and Jungkook deems that’s a perfect opportunity. He throws something about promising to return soon behind him, to his members, and races backstage. His heart frantically hammering against his chest left him wondering when was the last time that he felt so free and alive.

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You enter the waiting room of your group, but as the girls had to leave earlier, you are left in solitude which you, quite frankly, don’t mind. It’s the last event of this year that you had to attend. December was insanely filled with work; you would have never imagined that this one day could have been your life. You still can’t grasp if debuting was the right decision; it was hard being a trainee and life was getting only harder and harder now. Well, this is just life and work that you chose for yourself.

While you were caught in your thoughts, the sound of opening a door goes almost unnoticed by you. But then it is followed immediately by some coughing, almost begging for your attention. You frown at the sudden intrusion and turn around.

There he was. Jeon Jungkook himself awkwardly standing in your group’s waiting room, nervously pulling at the back of his neck. What the hell? You have never seen him this up close, and god was he the most beautiful human being that you’ve ever seen? Easily. You can’t take your eyes off him, mesmerized by the way his in-life beauty makes you think that photos don’t do him justice by failing to capture his true beauty.

“Hello…I guess?” he’s searching for your eyes but instead, you grant him a respectful bow, which makes him chuckle with a clear disappointed undertone to it. “No need for that, please.”

At first, when his nervousness took over him, you were caught off guard — that wasn’t aligning with all the rumors that you heard about him. Maybe this was his way to charm you? How many girls has he tricked with that slick image of shyness?

You froze at your place, perplexed by his words. Well, what is he here for then? “Sorry, Jungkook sunbaenim.”

“Just call me Jungkook,” he heavily sighs, eyes wandering around the room.

“You can take a seat… Jungkook,” you tentatively motion to him; the awkward silence fills the room.

You try to suppress all your emotions. You can only hope that your stiffness comes across to him as tranquility. It took a lot of self-control, after all, it was still Jeon Jungkook in front of you. It will take some time for you to fully drift his image in your head to the one that adheres to the disappointing reality.

Jungkook scoffs, a little bit irritated with your covert indifference to him. “You weren’t this shy dropping my name in interviews,” he casually states matter-of-factly.

Your eyes widen at his sudden passive aggression. Whatever he was expecting from you, you disappointed him. But if anything, you believe that you are the one who has a right to be angry at him after discovering frustrating details about his personal life.

“And I truly meant that,” you habitually slightly bow your head which irritates him a little bit. Yet you still don’t understand what he’s so upset about.

“Doesn’t seem like that,” he is still standing by the door, now confidently leaning on it. “More like just another attention-seeker, using our group’s name to promote yourself.”

His cruel and baseless accusation strikes you painfully.

“I’m sorry but you have no right to blame me like that,” you pause for a second, trying to catch your breath as you hear your voice cracking from despair, “and I don’t understand why you are being so mean.”

You see Jungkook’s tensed features soften slightly, a look of concern flourishing on his face from your shaky voice. “Fine, sorry, don’t know what’s gotten into me,” his voice now calming and soothing which resembles more his angelic singing voice that you adore so much. “I was very excited to see you in person, couldn’t wait for the right moment… so I decided to not wait any longer.”

His sudden confession and change of tone leave you utterly perplexed, why would Jeon Jungkook want to meet you? If anything, it should’ve been the other way around. “Me?” You point at yourself, still baffled by his words. “Why would you…”

“I somehow became a big fan, I guess,” you quirk an eyebrow at his “somehow” in dismay, but don’t interrupt. “You are a great artist, your songs…can’t stop listening to them,” he blurts it all out at once, a shade of nervousness back in his voice.

You look at him shocked, how is he telling you all these nice words that you dreamed of telling him? The world seems unreal now.

“I don’t know what to say…I just…thank you very much,” you bow again despite his previous plea. “And I can’t believe that you are saying this because what I said during that interview, I truly meant that. You are one of the reasons why I decided to pursue singing.”

Professing your gratitude to Jungkook and BTS was one of your dreams and you couldn’t miss this opportunity. However, the familiar tension and awkwardness were back between you two.

It’s clear to you now how Jungkook was trying to get rid of that, but you were too resistant to talk casually with him. Not only because of respect: whether he liked it or not, he still was your senior and it was not easy to just treat him as your equal. But as much as you tried, Harin’s words about him were getting to your head. If everything Harin’s said was true, then he definitely wasn’t the best person to get close to. You would never want to do anything that could somehow damage your group’s reputation. It wouldn’t be fair to girls.

Of course, you don’t even assume that he would be interested in you in that way, but that wasn’t particularly your concern. You knew yourself, and you knew very well that if he tried to make a move on you, you simply couldn’t resist him. And that was scaring you the most. So the least you can do is to stop whatever he’s trying to initiate before it’s too late.

“_____, please, I really appreciate your words but I was hoping we could drop all these formalities,” his lips are lightly curled in a smile and your heart skips a beat at that sight.

You cast a glance at his lightened up face, his doe eyes sparkling with sincerity. Your heart aches, how could Jungkook standing in front of you be the same person who Harin warned you about? After all, maybe he is genuine with you now and has no ulterior motives.

“If it’s because of the setting,” he points around, “then we could meet in more casual circumstances,” your eyes widen in shock, anticipating his next words. “We can hang out when both of our schedules match,” he suggests innocently and you feel your heart shrinking. Harin was right.

“You can’t be serious,” you mutter, shaking your head. “I can’t believe that.”

Jungkook looks at you worriedly, taking a step closer to you. “I don’t understand, what’s wrong?”

You chuckle at his deceiving concern, whatever role he’s playing now, he’s too good, you almost feel ashamed for accusing him of having bad intentions, but you have to set aside your naivety and face the truth. “I can’t believe I am a fan of someone like you.”

“What’s wrong, I don’t understand. You said on national TV that you liked me, and now you act like me suggesting to get to know each other is a crime,” he raises his voice, and you can clearly hear that he’s hurt.

“And you thought it was an open invitation?” You cross your hands. Only a month ago you would give anything for a little conversation with Jungkook, and now, you were arguing with him, fully enraged. “Besides, that was before I learned about your true nature.”

“Oh…that’s interesting,” Jungkook teasingly claims, making himself comfortable while plopping on the only couch in your dressing room. “Tell me more about it,” to your surprise, he became uplifted for no particular reason, his full attention dedicated to you only.

“I know that you…” you’re startled by his attentive gaze, eyeing you up and down. And how are you supposed to formulate why exactly you’re upset with him? “I know you unabashedly use your status to get to…to use girls and then spread misinformation that ruins their reputation,” you pause to catch a breath. “You’re insane if you think I would ever get involved with someone like you.”

To your astonishment, he starts laughing leaving you dumbfounded. Jungkook leans his head back, not able to contain the laughter. “This one is definitely entertaining.”

“What do you mean ‘this one’?”

“The nonsense that you just told me, was quite amusing. Haven’t heard that type of thing in a long time,” he reproaches you while tilting his head to the side.

“Nothing funny about treating other people so disgracefully,” you still stand your ground. “I’ve heard it from a reliable source,” you sound ridiculous to yourself but you don’t think it would be wise to say Harin’s name. What if he is actually dangerous?

“As a fan you surely have little faith in me” he chuckles bitterly. “I shouldn’t have come here,” he mumbles to himself, the disappointment and pain in his voice almost breaking you. He tightens his lips together, jaw clenched. You know confronting him was the right thing to do. But why does it still hurt so badly?

“If that was your intention all along, then yes. This was a mistake. ”

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The bitter aftertaste of meeting Jungkook doesn’t leave you even after a week. You’re torn inside, feeling both guilty for causing him pain and angry for deceiving you and other millions of fans that he’s a nice person. Of course, he didn't owe anyone anything but it still made you cry yourself to sleep for several nights. You were constantly rewinding your conversation with him before sleep, trying to hold on to every little detail in your memory.

Harin turned out to be right — not that you doubted your friend’s words for a second — but still, Jungkook’s genuine disappointment with you felt more personal than just a guy being turned down from getting laid. And it was driving you insane, making you question your decision more and more. A torturing feeling that there was some missing part to this whole story that you couldn’t get hold of.

You desperately needed to discuss it with someone; your members never found out about what happened that day, and you weren’t ready to reveal his true nature to more people.

Fortunately, during New Year’s week off, your schedule matched with Harin’s and you decided to invite her to your dorm, making it easier to discuss everything without filtering your conversations.

“How were your holidays, tell me all about it,” you ask, as you both sit on the floor in your room, a bunch of food and snacks presented in front of you that you barely managed to save from your younger members’ eyes.

“Well…” Harin starts grinning happily, making you excited for the upcoming story. “Guess who actually got to kiss someone special on Midnight.”

Your eyes widen, finally, some good news to talk about!

“Girl, good for you!” You nudge your friend teasingly. “But with whom?”

“Seojun from XTQ1,” she squeals from excitement and you try to seem delighted to match her energy. That name doesn’t ring a bell, and you’re not sure if you have ever heard about that group either.

“I mean, who would have thought, right?” She continues to introduce you to her love story and you were truly happy for Harin.“Only a week before that I embarrassingly tried to hit on the one and only Jeon Jungkook,” Harin chuckles as if not believing that she actually did that.

Her little remark doesn’t catch you immediately. And when the meaning of her words finally hits you, your heart sinks to your stomach. “Wait, what?” You almost whisper, eyes reverted on your friend.

“But everything happens for a reason, see? Seojun is such a nice guy, I’m so lucky,” Harin is quick to appease you.

“No-no, what you said about Jungkook,” you look at her carefully, scared to hear the truth. “You said he was trying to get to hit on you. What happened to that story?”

“Oh, about that…”Harin’sbody tensed immediately at your question. You see her contemplating in her head, as she presses her lips together. “Sorry, I don’t know why I decided to blatantly lie…” She finally gives in and you're left petrified. This is exactly what’s been troubling you since meeting Jungkook in person. “I guess, my ego got bruised by his rejection so badly that I wanted to put him in a bad light,” a nervous laugh escapes her mouth.

“Harin! But how could you?” You almost scream, looking at your friend bug-eyed. “It’s not just bad-mouthing, you made it sound like it was the absolute truth…it could have caused a lot of trouble if you said that to someone else!”

“I mean, I still wasn’t that careless, right?” She forces a laugh while met with disbelief plastered on your face. “I ranted to you out of all people, because I knew you are not the one to gossip around and you are only friends with me,” she says proudly as if that makes this whole situation better. “My delusional nonsense is always safe with you,” still no hint of remorse in her voice.

Somehow, Harin finds this situation awfully funny and it only makes you even more furious. How could she be so reckless with her words?

“Oh, come on! Don’t be so angry with me,” your friend pleads, growing impatient with the sudden mood change of your conversation that was threatening to ruin your sleepover. “No one would even believe me, everyone knows these dudes are crazy careful, and wouldn’t approach anyone even at gunpoint to not cause even a little rumor.”

Her words cut you, a wave of guilt and shame taking over you. There’s a prick of betrayal as you realize how easily you trusted your only friend in this industry. And it scares you how naturally she lied to you and how facilely you’ve let that lie take over you and hurt Jungkook’s feelings. Now his reaction was making sense to you. And it breaks your heart to know that it was your reaction to his genuine attempt to get to know you.

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Jungkook was no stranger to ridiculous rumors and false accusations; both he and his group members have faced that since their careers started taking off. But then you, the person who he was approaching with nothing but sincerity, blamed him for things that he never did, and his heart broke a little. Your disappointment and frustration with him were his last straw. Again, he didn’t know exactly what he was expecting from that meeting with you. Maybe just a nice conversation that could have led to a good friendship and then, maybe, to something more.

His personal life was almost non-existent at this point. Not only for the sake of maintaining this whole clean and noble reputation. Jungkook was not very fond of one-night stands and was a hopeless romantic, waiting for his one true love. Maybe it was childish but no one could keep him from believing in that. But his relationships could never withstand the crashing waves of his insanely busy schedule and lifestyle. Not something that he could hold against his ex-girlfriends, no matter how many times anyone claimed with their whole chest to be understanding and assuring him that they knew what they were getting into, no one could be prepared for this. He understands that.

It’s a little bit embarrassing for him to admit to himself that he might have had some hopes for you. He felt like you two could have clicked and understood each other like no one else. Maybe he just fell victim to some idea of you and now he was just feeling the same disappointment as you’ve felt when discovering the stupid rumors about him?

What’s even worse, Jungkook got reminded, once again, that people liked talking behind his back for no reason, villainizing him at any given chance. After a week, he forced himself to go back to listening to your music. It was still reminding him about sorrowful wasted chances, but he learned to brush it off. After all, it was neither his nor your fault. You didn’t know him personally and weren’t obliged to blindly trust him.

Just when Jungkook feels like the wound doesn’t hurt him anymore, he receives a strange notice from his manager which invokes a sudden fluttering in his stomach.

“Her company suggested for you two to film a short collab video with their dance,” his manager stated leaving Jungkook in pure shock. “It was ridiculous how bold they were to even propose this, but then we thought it might be beneficial for everyone. Of course, you don’t need this but Bunnies are super trendy in Korea right now, so it won’t hurt you and your group in general for sure.”

“No, I’m not interested,” Jungkook is quick to answer. He knows this must be your company’s idea, desperately trying to monetize on our innocent statement regarding your ‘crush’ on him. He will spare you with his presence.

“Right,” his manager nods understandingly. “I actually declined the offer the first time, but the second time their group’s leader, ____, got on the phone herself, convincing me to give her a chance,” the manager shakes his head, remembering your desperate attempt.

Jungkook freezes at the last words, not believing. And trying his best to not give away his sudden rush of excitement, he’s quick to add. “I think you are right, it won’t hurt me,” and he actually means it. Whatever is the reason behind your unexpected desire to meet with him, it surely can’t make things worse at this point. “Schedule a meeting at my practice room.”

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You fidget on your seat while waiting for Jungkook in the practice room at Hybe’s building. Getting here made a lot of fuss, and your managers did a lot of work to get you permission to enter the building as a guest. You were almost sorry to them adding all that stress to their already heavy workload. But you didn’t see any other way for you to apologize to Jungkook. You were determined to do that in person and this excuse of filming a video seemed handy right now. Maybe he will bring an operator or a manager, it would still give you a chance to stay alone with him for some time.

The sound of the door being closed brings you out of your thoughts and you flinch at your seat. Jungkook was standing still at the door, reminding you of your first unfortunate encounter with him. It’s fine, you think to yourself. You will do your best to apologize to him.

You get up from your seat, nervously standing. “Hi,” you raise your hand to wave at him. “Thank you for not turning down this meeting.”

You see him scoff, lips pressed together. He’s hesitant. “I’m just slightly intrigued. Why would you want to meet up with someone like me, again?” He quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Jungkook, I’m very sorry,” you plead, pulling the palms of your hands together. “I shouldn’t have said such stupid things to you. If I could, I’d take that back.”

You didn’t want to mention Harin as it still was your own choice to not only believe those rumors but also accuse Jungkook of them while meeting him for the very first time. But as you watch him fold his arms across his wide chest, you start contemplating. Maybe it was still worth mentioning…

“It doesn’t make things any better but, just so you know, I’ve heard that from a very close friend, I just couldn’t imagine that she would straight up lie to me,” you blurted hoping to see any change in him.

But he only sneers at you, nibbling at his lower lip. “Well, maybe it was all true, then what?”

You are startled by his question but still, make a step towards him. “I know none of that is true, I’m sorry,” you try to emphasize each of your words.

“What if some of it was true?” Jungkook makes several steps forward, reducing the distance between you two drastically.

“What do you mean? I know it’s not,” puzzled with his determination to prove you wrong, you search for his eyes. His gaze now has darkened, doe eyes filled with blazing anticipation.

“What if I told you that your stupid and untrustworthy friend was right about one thing?” He steps forward again, your bodies suddenly at a dangerously short distance from each other.

You sigh feeling the overflowing warmth of his body. What was he doing now? Is this some wicked way of trying to scare you off? You try to retreat, taking a step back but you almost tumble on the sofa behind you but Jungkook quickly catches you, grabbing your forearms.

You feel the heat rushing to your cheeks, hating that it must be so obvious to him how nervous you’re. And well, almost falling on the couch (that you were very well aware of) is probably not making you look confident either.

“Are you scared now?” He smirks, hands still on your arms even though you’re not planning to fall anymore

“Stop asking so many questions,” you snap at him to your own surprise. “I came to apologize but now you decide to live up to my stupid accusation? This is ridiculous.”

“Oh, look how brave you are now,” he dramatically sighs in amusement. “But I said there was one truth to your claims. Can you guess it?” He leans down to you, making it impossible for you to escape his warmth.

“No,” you say blinking up at him, head not thinking straight anymore. “I have no idea what you’re insinuating,” you say honestly. Of course, there’s a stupid hope growing inside of you that he’s interested in you but you try to not let it get to your head. Jeon Jungkook is interested in you? It even sounds ridiculous.

“You were right. I wanted to get to know you because I liked you,” the sharpness of his gaze cuts through the electricity filling the room. You raise your eyebrows, unable to look away from him. “Does that scare you?” His honey-laced voice is like music to your ears, how could you resist?

“No,” you are startled by the firmness in your own voice. He's taken aback by your response just as much as you are, searching for a hint of doubt in your eyes. And you know that there’s none when you feel his thumb caressing your arm; a simple gesture to which you feel your stomach tightening.

“Really?” He raises an eyebrow at you, but you know he doesn’t need an answer anymore. “Is that because now you know that it all was only for you?” He leans closer to your face, his warm breath brushing your skin making you crave more. “That I only got my eyes on you?” He looks at you one more time, a smug grin plastered on his enthralling lips.

You nod, biting on your lower lip, having no idea where this whole situation is leading to. “Yes.”

Jungkook’s lips finally meet the skin of your jaw, and you let out a sigh from this long-awaited closeness. His hands fall on your hips while his lips leave a trail of kisses from your jaw to your neck. You lean your head back trying to give him more space at which he chuckles satisfied. “Good girl,” his whisper hits your neck and you feel warmth flooding your body. Your hands slide around his neck, pulling him closer as you desperately need more of him.

Jungkook doesn’t need to be asked twice and he buries his face in your neck, leaving wet kisses making you close your eyes in pleasure.

“Jungkook, please,” you whimper, needing to finally feel him on your lips. “Kiss me,” you beg him.

Your eyes shut open when you’re hit with coldness after his lips leave your neck. But then you are met with Jungkook’s eyes, looking at you in anticipation. You can see he’s needy just like you, licking his lower lip.

“Come here,” he rasps and you finally feel his breath hitting your lips while his fingers dig deeper into your hips.

You never even dared to imagine what it would be like to kiss Jungkook, but when his lips meet yours you feel an unknown sensational feeling filling every inch of your body. How is he so good? You let out a quiet moan as his soft tongue pokes out, desperately entering your mouth.

Kissing Jungkook felt natural, so perfect, you weren’t sure you could ever get enough of that. He was taking his time exploring you, attentive to every response of your body to his actions.

You brush your hand through his silky hair, pulling him even closer to you, needing to dive deeper into the kiss. Jungkook groans into your mouth, feeling your confident touches on him. His hands start traveling up from your hips, discovering every curve of your body. You arch your back towards his touches, hands on his chest.

Your body tenses as you feel him beckoning you to the couch behind you, still not breaking the kiss. You are both nervous and thrilled at this. Are you really doing this with Jungkook at his workplace? You must be out of your mind, for sure. But it was hard to be your usual restrained self around Jungkook.

When he carefully places you on the sofa, you almost whimper in despair as he breaks the kiss to stand up. But then you see him teasingly smile at you as he reaches for your shorts, sliding them down your legs, every touch of his hands with your body sends shivers down your spine. You start feeling an unbearable pulsation between your legs when Jungkook, hovering above you, studies every part of your body that’s exposed to him now. His hungry gaze traveled up and down, teeth biting down on his lips.

He reaches for the hem of your shirt, determined to get rid of it as well. But you put your hand over his, stopping him. You’re frustrated with that as much as he is, but it’s probably the last remnant of consciousness kicking in now.

“Next time?” He arches an eyebrow at you. Is there gonna be next time? But you just nod, questions later.

Jungkook seems content with the deal as his hand immediately trails down, leaving his attempt to take off your shirt. Finally, he dives back to you, your lips meeting again, in a more passionate and needy kiss, mouths melting together. When Jungkook places himself between your legs, you feel the weight of his body perfectly pressed against yours.

“I want to feel you, Jungkook,” he catches the moan escaping your lips. You frown, angry at the clothes separating you from feeling the warmth of his skin fully. But not here, next time, you remind yourself.

“Oh, don’t worry about that, baby,” he grants you a mischievous smile. And then his hand slides down, reaching your wetness. Jungkook’s gaze fixed on you, enjoying how your eyelids flutter closed.

You feel Jungkook’s body shudder as he dips his fingers inside of you and you squeeze your eyes shut, groaning. “So wet, and it’s all for me, baby?”

“Yes, for you, Jungkook,” you whine as he goes back to your neck, leaving there wet kisses as he continues to slide his fingers inside you all the way in and back out a few times, taking his time with his long strokes. You hear his raspy growl as he’s getting used to how tight and soft your pussy is.

You arch your back, rolling your hips towards him, trying to meet him and get deeper and deeper. Jungkook moves his fingers up, rubbing your clit.

“Jungkook, I can’t,” you let out a whimper, wanting more of him, spreading your legs wider for him.

“Oh, baby, but you can, you are perfectly made for this,” his low voice makes you shiver around his fingers. Jungkook doesn’t intend to slow down, as his fingers continue to pump you in a deep and steady pace, coming out only to swirl around your clit.

“I want to feel you, please,” you pant lustfully. Since when you were so brave?

You don’t expect Jungkook to obey your words immediately, but this time he doesn’t make you suffer any longer. You watch as he rises up, reaching for the backpack right next to the sofa, fumbling in the pocket. He starts to grow impatient as he can’t seemingly find what he’s looking for, which also kills you. And then he finally pulls out a condom, tearing it open with his teeth. You watch him in awe, turned on by his eagerness.

He lowers his sweatpants and you heavily sigh as he pulls out his big and hard cock. Your heart pounders against your chest as you watch him roll the condom on. Jungkook breathes hard, and you feel his body finally back on yours. He pushes aside your panties, rubbing his tip against you and you throw your head back, not sure how you’ll be able to wait any longer for him. Your pussy throbbing as he reaches for your lips again in a kiss, only to break it again a moment later, to watch your face when he places his cock between your legs.

He slowly enters you, watching how you let out a moan. He’s thrusting his hips steadily, and you stretch around him. Jungkook sinks deeper into you, twisting his arm around your waist. You feel your nipples harden against the fabric of your bra and curse to yourself again for not taking it off earlier.

Jungkook frowns as he buries himself deeper and deeper into you. “Fuck, ____,” he mumbles to your ears and you spread your legs wider, letting him pull out his full length and thrust back in, stretching you.

You gasp at the feeling of his cock filling you, rolling your hips towards him each time, craving for more and more. “Jungkook, it’s so good,” you lick his neck, trailing it with kisses while your body shivers under him.

Jungkook starts fastening his pace and you close your eyes shut, sliding your hands down his thighs, gripping his ass, and pressing him even closer to you as he thrusts harder and rougher now.

You feel his hand behind your back, cupping your ass to nestle in his dick deeper, you hear him panting as he quickens his thrusts, and lewd noises shamelessly filling the practice room. His cock nudges you deep inside and you cry out, pussy clenching around Jungkook as you break loose.

“Oh, God, Jungkook!” You throw your head back, pulling Jungkook into a deep, passionate kiss as he continues to fuck you faster.

Jungkook watches how you drown in pleasure, your body trembling under him. He pushes in and out one more time and you see how he shuts his eyes, groaning in your mouth as he stops, body shuddering. He relaxes on top of you, as you trail your hands up and down his back, both of you heavy breathing.

You lay like that for some time more, both of you adamant to let go of each other. Why would you ever want to leave his arms when it felt so right, so perfect to be cuddled with each other?

Jungkook places small kisses on your face and you let out jolly giggles and then reality hits you. You froze, eyes glaring at him horrified. “ What if someone heard us? Fuck, I totally forgot about that!”

You pushed him from yourself, forcing him to stand up. Jungkook watches you hurriedly put on your shorts, brushing your hair while looking at the mirror, hoping to make yourself presentable again. He drawly pulls back his sweatpants. “Come on, it’s a practice room. It has some soundproof thing to it, don’t worry.”

“Gosh, Jungkook, we didn’t even bother to put on some music,” you sigh desperately, grabbing your head, thinking back to everything that happened.

“Well, we obviously had more important things to worry about, right?” Jungkook smirks, approaching from behind, giving you a back hug, hands firmly on your waist.

You look at both of your reflections in the mirror and almost gasp. Who would have thought that you would end up like this?

You have no time to rack your brain on that any longer as you hear loud raps on the door. You look back at both of you, to make sure you both look decent. Well, your hair is a mess, your cheeks are blazing red, and Jungkook is not any better.

You stare in panic at Jungkook but he just smiles, calmly opening the door and letting in the intruder. Well, at least, it seems like the door was locked, you think to yourself as your blood runs cold realizing that you didn’t even worry about shutting the door before getting on the couch with Jungkook.

“Are you done with the dancing video?” A man enters the room and you recognize his voice. You talked with him on the phone, begging him to let you come here.

“Yes!” You scream, surprising both Jungkook and his manager. “I believe we are done,” you say calmly, lowering your voice.

“Are you sure you've finished?” Jungkook looks at you innocently, and you feel your cheeks burning red again. “I’m sure we can still make better takes, don’t you think so, ____ ?”

Oh, right. The dancing video, the reason why you came here in the first place. You almost forgot about your excuse. You breathe out in relief but then met with Jungkook’s hazed eyes and a cocky grin, you realize his question isn’t so innocent after all.

“Yeah, you’re right. We can definitely do some more takes.”

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hongcherry · 9 months

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Hi author ! I just got to know you've opened your request thing. But before that I would like to say, I'M OBSESSED WITH YOUR WRITING. I love all your stories <3 So here's a little idea but then as always it's your wish if you wanna accept it or not.

Jungkook and reader (makeup artist), teasing, dirty talks, reader's insecurity coz she thinks she's not pretty (after concert/show), fluff without smut !!!!

Thank you again and hope you're having a good day. Take care 🫶

How I See You || j.jk

💄 Pairing: idol!Jungkook x MUA!Reader (gn)

💄 Rating/Genres/AUs: NC-17; Angst, fluff, suggestive content; Idol au, established relationship

💄 Warnings: Reader's insecure (appearance), alludes to sexy time, gn tho reader is called beautiful and pretty

💄 Word Count: 751

💄 Author's Note: Ahhhdlfbkj it's so nice to know someone likes my writing this much. Thank you for the love 🥺 I hope you've been well and ty for the request! (:

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“What did you just say?”

Jungkook stares at you incredulously, pierced-eyebrow raising in question.

You stare at the makeup brush in your hand. It’s easier to look at it than his face as you reply.

“It was nothing,” you sigh. “Can I just finish your makeup so that I can attend to the others?”

Jungkook grabs the brush from your hands and tilts your chin so you’re looking at him. His lips are dipped in a frown.

You try to reach for the item as you need to stay on schedule, but Jungkook moves it out of your reach.

“Babe, you belong here.”

“It’s hard not to think that way when we’re surrounded by flawless faces and bodies,” you explain and retrieve the stolen makeup brush.

You recall all the gorgeous and handsome faces you had passed as you made your way to BTS’ room earlier. Award show season has always chipped away at your confidence. It was still difficult to believe Jungkook chose you out of the sea of models.

You grab an eyeshadow palette and resume the eye look on the man before you. This time, he lets you continue your work.

“No one’s flawless,” he says.

“You are,” you argue.

Jungkook peeks an eye open.

“Tell that to my pimple,” he teases.

Your lips curl in a small smile, and Jungkook grins at your reaction.

“I think you’re just as beautiful as those idols out there,” he states firmly. “You’re everything I ever wanted.”

Your movements pause at his words. He spoke lowly so the other staff couldn’t hear, but you heard him clearly.

Both of Jungkook’s eyes are open now, staring at you fondly with his famous bunny smile.

“Everyone has their own vision of beauty. You’re mine. You’re the definition of beauty to me.”

You stand silently. You’re unsure how to reply, but it doesn’t matter to Jungkook.

Jungkook reaches up and brings your face down for a quick peck. Your eyes widen as you glance around the room. Although all the staff knows about your relationship, you still try to keep it at a minimum.

“You don’t believe me?” he questions with a hint of a smirk on his lips.

“It just takes time,” you reply and gesture for him to close his eyes. He does, but you can tell his mind is still rolling with thoughts. Though, you pay no mind to it as you finish his makeup.

Jungkook leaves with another quick kiss on your lips. There’s something mischievous about his expression, but you can’t put your fingers on it and eventually, you forget about it as you work on the other members.

Jungkook returns to the dressing room to find it empty except for you. He wonders where everyone else is, but doesn’t sit on the thought for long. He knows he doesn’t have long.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” you ask, startled to see him when he should be seated for the awards.

Jungkook walks to you and pulls you close.

“I can’t wait to show you just how beautiful you are,” he whispers, sending shivers down your spine at how close he is. His hands are kneading your sides. It’s hard to focus with his chest pressed against yours.

All of a sudden, you’re spun around, face-to-face with yourself in the mirror. Your eyes shift to Jungkook behind you. He’s raising the hem of your shirt ever so slightly.

The several footsteps outside become background noise as Jungkook squeezes your body.

“I’ll show you just like this,” he murmurs against the shell of your ear. His lips connect with the skin just beneath your earlobe.

“Jungkook,” you gasp in warning. Your body warms at the thought of him taking you in front of the mirror in your bedroom later tonight.

“I’m going to help you see how beautiful you are,” he says. “You deserve to see how I see you.”

“Average?” you say as a half-joke.

Jungkook pinches your sides as a mini punishment for your self-deprecating comment. You whine and move away, though you don’t get far because he holds you tighter.

“Breathtaking.”

Jungkook places a kiss on your neck and lips before pulling away. He sends you a playful wink, then slips out of the room.

You watch as he disappears as quickly as he came, a little baffled about what just happened. Turning around, you look at yourself in the mirror.

Jungkook’s words echo in your head as you take in your appearance.

You already feel prettier than before.

A/N: Okay, now everyone say one thing you like about yourself 🥰 #selflove (u don't need to comment or tell me, just tell yourself ^-^)

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kookiecrumb · 2 years

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i heard you're taking requests 😳

i love ur fics sm 💌💌 !!!!!

can u do one idol jk x fan/groupie reader, where reader just wants to suck jungkook's dick and he says yes and he gives her the best night of her life or something 🤪💘 (it turns into sex)

also i would love if you would make kook really cocky and arrogant and reader really sweet and subservient !!

yes. I can do that for you.

JJK || In For It

warnings: smut (18+), oral (m&f receiving), rough fucking, degradation, fingering, some praise, alcohol consumption, fucking in a bar bathroom, bigdick!jungkook, cocky!jungkook, a lot of dirtytalk, a little ass smackin', hair grabbin', explicit language, mention of possible pregnancy, unprotected sex* (don't do this)

You didn't expect him to actually say yes.

I mean, you felt guilty even asking the question, but you met him at a casual location, you talked normally for a bit, and you established trust with him.

He knew who you were* by the third time he saw you at that particular spot. It was a semi-formal, affluent bar located in Cheongdam-dong.

"I like your guts," he chuckles softly upon you asking. "You really want to know what it feels like to take an idol in your throat?" He says, a bit quieter since you're in public.

"Mhm, I can do it well. I know I can," you say, looking him dead-on.

Jungkook breaks out in an astounded smile at your confidence. "Are you sure you're not shooting tequila?" He asks, jokingly.

You roll your eyes cutely at the question. "No! I just want to be good for you, Jungkook...so good..."

He bites his lip, leaning into his seat a bit. "I wonder how we can get out of here so the media doesn't get up my ass..." he hisses, looking around.

You look beyond him to a family bathroom off to the side. An idea sparks in your viscious mind.

The family room is for making families after all, right?

"Maybe we don't have to get out of here..."

Minutes later, you're perched on the sink, vigorously kissing and sucking Jungkooks lips as he frantically strips his jacket.

He tilts your head up a bit to deepen the chaste kisses you're giving him. Then, he roughly pulls your waist to his body. "Cocksucker," he growls, crowning you his toy.

"Mm~" you mew, your arms thrown over his shoulders and your legs clinging to his hips.

"I want this hot mouth on my fat cock. I'm going to use you like a fleshlight, so you need to do exactly what I want you to..." he mumbles.

"Ohhh fuck, please do~ please~" you gasp, leaning into his every touch.

Jungkook grabs a handful of your ass and kneads you. He releases you from his hold and smacks you playfully. "Mmmh, mmh," he smirks. "If you let me stuff your throat with my dick, then I'll slut you out like a good girl," he buzzes against your lips. "Get on your knees."

You drop down immediately, with big eyes as he caresses your jaw softly. "It's really big. You're gonna choke on it a few times but remember to breathe through your nose. I'm going to destroy your throat."

It doesn't matter. More than anything you want to be used by him like this. You'd ruin yourself for him, and he knows it by the way your big eyes are staring up at him releasing his cock for you.

You drool at the sight of it. It's the biggest you've ever seen. Just looking at it, your pussy is pooling. He looks uncomfortably hard, his tip already producing milky cum for your tasting.

Once Jungkook decides you've had enough time to admire his dick, he forces your mouth on it, filling your throat and causing you to roll your eyes back.

You sharply inhale. Your lips are flush against the base of his cock as he thrusts his hips into your heat. Your eyes begin to water at the intrusion almost immediately, but the view is unbelievable.

Jungkook's strong hands guide your mouth on him, his tattooed fingers grabbing your hair impetuously.

He rips out a deep groan, breaking out into a devilish smile as he feels you swallowing around it. "Your idol's in your throat. Look at how lucky you are, slut," his voice shakes as he fucks you.

You spread your tongue and hollow your cheeks for him to deepen his thrusts like a good fleshlight.

His pace quickens as you spread your thighs out on the floor to keep yourself from creaming at the feeling of his dick stretching your throat.

You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel his thrust stagger, anticipating a big glob of his cum to stream down your throat.

He quietly whimpers as he firmly holds your mouth down on his monster cock and paints it white with his cum.

You let off immediately, contemplating his slightly salty taste. You don't even notice it but your clit is throbbing inside your pants right now. Nevertheless, you're so glad you were able to please him.

Jungkook pants softly, observing you. His eyes transform as he realizes he needs more of you. You were an angel, and good girls get rewards.

"Let me eat you." He demands.

"But--"

"Get up on the counter, spread your legs, throw away your panties, and let me eat you," he commands.

The position is vulnerable, your swollen cunt is being studied by Jungkook's curious eyes as they fill with lust.

He dives in, sucking your bud with vigor.

"Hh-- ahhh-" you gasp, closing your legs around his face. He furrows his eyebrows and sucks harder, his unrelenting grip pinning you down to the cold surface beneath you.

His tongue flirts with your folds, rigorously lapping them as he stares up at you.

Two of his fingers sink into your needy cunt, causing you to whine and clench around them as he makes a mess beneath you.

Then, he releases your clit and spreads his tongue on your slit.

Your thighs tremble beneath him as you feel his fingers reaching your cervix. "Ohhh fuck, Jungkook please...." you cry.

He doesn't relent. Instead, he points his tongue and presses it to your clit as his middle and his ring finger wriggle inside of you. Your eyes roll back as you ride him unconsciously.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum if you don't stop, Jungkook, please--" you whine.

Jungkook lifts himself from your drenched cunt and kisses you passionately. "Do you wanna cum around your idol's dick? Is that what will sedate your wildest fantasies? Or would it just make you crave me more?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes," you whimper. "Fuck me, use me, I want to feel you, please,"

Jungkook pulls you down to his cock until you can feel him through your gut. "Holy fuck--" you moan, your back arching involuntarily.

You're so full of him you can't feel your legs, pinned up next to your face as he swirls his hips into your cunt and pounds you. With your mouth gaped open, you whimper with every hard thrust against your abused cervix.

His hands travel up your body and grab you casually, squeezing and touching you as if he were your property. You are.

You're so close-- you're impossibly close, your body tenses at the haphazard approach of your orgasm.

His lips form into a cocky smirk. A single word forms on them. "Cum."

You pulse around him violently, your body releasing all over your idol. It triggers his second orgasm, crowning you with his hot cum. It's a much earned reward, so you don't waste a drop of it.

He kisses your lips softly, smiling. "If you get pregnant, call me. I'd be a good dad, I think."

Your cheeks get hot. "With what number?"

You help each other clean up, carefully erasing all clear evidence that you'd been ruthlessly fucking in a bar bathroom and exit one at a time.

You leave first, and then he does.

Back at your seats, Jungkook orders one more round for you both and writes down his number on a napkin in black pen. "You know..." he breathes.

"You could also call me...just because," he shrugs.

"Just because?" You laugh. "Like to go out?"

Jungkook looks around to see if anyone is watching and nods softly. "We have good sex and I like hearing you talk. I'm sure we could figure something out."

Just then, your heart skips a beat.

You're in for it.

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as it was. || jjk.

⇢ summary: on a sweet autumn noon with you in his lap and his heart in your palm, jungkook thinks he might finally have it all.

⇢ genre: all but one f’s. feelings and fluff. slice of life & things get poetic because ofc they do i am me how could they not? angsty for frosting? but also not coz kookie-dookie is a certified lover boy ♡

⇢ pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader

⇢ word count: 1.5k

⇢ a/n: if you miss jungkook the way i do and feel an inexplicable longing for our favourite baby boy this is for you. a very cathartic, cute, soft, comforting little thing delivered to you along with a world of hugs, kisses and marriage proposals for @hoebii who i am dedicating this fic to coz of the way this woman single-handedly lifted me out of my block. she is the sweetest soul & i recc everything she writes. big fan. huge.

Jungkook thinks your laughter sounds like wind chimes. Comforts him like a breeze, calms him down, grounds his soul. It’s unique, familiar, and warm, and he wonders how lost he would be if he couldn’t hear it.

The sun caresses your skin like it caresses the sea on a warm afternoon, making you shimmer under the touch of its soft rays, and then you grin, and it’s full—soft, the ends of it curled high, and something in his chest clenches at the sight of it.

The uneven ground is digging into his back from where he is splayed with your head on his lap, strands of grass tickling the peeking skin from where his shirt has risen, but he can’t bring himself to move. He doesn’t want to shift and break this spell, this peace and lull that he has somehow fallen into because it’s so rare. So agonisingly rare for him to be able to spend time with you like this, uninterrupted and quiet, and somehow so unbearably fulfilling that it has the back of his throat tightening. The hollow in his heart expanding to accommodate all of the ever-growing love he has for you.

The strands of your hair flutter with the soft, cool breeze and tickle his face, and he has to bite the inside of his cheeks to stop the smile before he realises that in the recess of his heart and home, away from the flashes and vultures, it’s okay.

It’s okay to smile, to laugh, to grin and say that he loves you. That he has loved you since the day he met you and will love you till the end of eternity because, as cliché as it sounds, you’re the love of his life, and he can’t imagine a life without you. Without your soft exasperated sighs every time he leaves the open milk carton outside, or your lithe little fingers tickling him and leaving him squealing, gasping for breath every time he purposely sleeps on your end of the bed, refusing to move.

In the past, he would wonder if he’d ever have the chance to be just Jeon Jeongguk, not Jeon Jungkook–the golden maknae, but just Jeongguk, the man who never quite got the chance to be a teenager, the one who never quite got the chance to be a man in his twenties either. He never had the chance to hook up with strangers in dark alleyways and whisper his dreams to them until the break of dawn. The entirety of his teen years were spent under the razor-sharp focus of millions of eyes and cameras, cataloguing his every breath, every twitch, and somehow he had believed that to be his reality.

You win some, you lose some; he had believed it was the price he was going to have to pay. His fans had put him on a pedestal; they were the ones who had turned his dreams into his reality, giving him all the money and fame anybody could ever want. And how could he have asked for more? He had it all.

Or so he had thought.

Looking back, he reckons he never quite had it all. Despite being surrounded by his hyungs, every day, for years on end, he had always felt amiss. This hollow in his life, where instead of love, there was a vacuum. He couldn’t believe it then because wasn’t he loved by millions? His hyungs, his family, and the millions of others who listened to the band’s music, were touched by their message and, in return, awarded them with what sometimes felt like an undeserving amount of love and support.

Yet despite it all, there was always this all-consuming vacuum that he had done his best to ignore, tried not to think about again and again, because wasn’t love the price he had chosen to pay? He was an idol, a blank slate, a perfectly white canvas ready to be coloured in by those who desired to picture him. ‘Don’t talk about your family, don’t talk about your friends, don’t talk about anybody else but your fans.’—a mantra he had diligently followed.

But now? After years of grunt work and painfully low days but many, many more highs, they were successful. Unparalleled, he was no longer held to the previous expectations.

Suddenly, he was expected to be human.

He muses wryly over the irony behind that sentiment. For years all he had known was to be the clay that could be moulded by others and all at once, everyone now wanted him to be himself, the real man behind who donned the ‘Golden Maknae’ cloak.

Be the change that the industry needs, be the one who sets the new standards, be this – no wait – be that. More human. More idol. His days were weighed by a constant barrage of demands.

For someone whose growing years were spent running away from a solid identity, Jungkook was suddenly at a loss. Years spent being a part of documentaries and movies, talking about his struggles, years spent writing songs about finding his identity, making up for what he had lost and yet nothing ever filled the gaping hole in his heart.

Until you, that is.

In a whirlwind of flailing limbs and accidental smacks against his face, your first impression was burned into his brain. Hurriedly muttered apologies slipped past your lips as you frantically moved to pass him by, but Jungkook was no longer an unsure teen, and if there was one thing that his fame had changed for good, it was his shyness.

Hand reaching out to grip your forearm, he stopped you before you could leave him behind. He still remembers the furrow of your brow and the initial confusion in your gaze as you turned to look back, but he also saw it in your eyes–the second you recognised him. They widened, a silent gasp falling from distractingly glossy lips.

However, life was never easy on Jungkook and the second you realised who he actually was, you twisted on your heels and proceeded to high tail out of there and away from him.

Baffled, it had taken him a few seconds to realise what had actually happened, and then without thinking twice, he ran after you. Looking back, he can smile over the memory, but he remembers what it had felt like in the moment too, the clawing desperation closing his windpipe and making it hard to breathe.

The burn in his calves as he ran around the train station trying to find you, bumping into far too many people than was safe and wondering why the same action with you was so different. Why were you running away? Why was he seeking you out? Why did he care?

From the corner of his eyes, he remembers seeing a blur of red which was the same shade as the coat you were wearing and him zoning in on it like his life depended on it. Like he would never have another chance if it turned out to be you and he lets you pass.

In the end, luck was on his side and the messy blur of red and thigh-high boots and too-long heels was the woman he was seeking.

“Koo?”

Blinking back memories that still make his heart race—god he will never survive losing you—he looks down. Long unruly hair splayed all over his lap, eyes that rival and make his seem lacklustre with their brilliant shine, lips that he never stops aching to kiss, the tiny mole in front of your left ear that only he knows of after having tucked your hair countless times, the barely there bump on your nose from when you were a child filled with endless energy and equipped with the same hopelessly adorable clumsiness. He looks at it all, registers and burns a picture of you in his memory, etches behind his lids the gentle slope of your lips when you look at him like this, so in love, so at peace.

“You amaze me.” He says, out loud and out of context, knowing it to be the truth he will never go back on.

With a roll of your eyes and snort, you brush off his compliment, never realising how matter of fact it is for him, but still blush heavily under the sun. The heat of your cheeks rivaling the rays that are bathing you two.

Squinting, you tilt his head down, hand creeping from the collar of his tee to behind his neck and mindlessly scratching it.

“I love you.” You confess all casual and routine as you close your eyes with a sigh of contentment.

Leaning forward more, he waits for his hair to curtain you off into shade and halts. The shadow of his silhouette is an outline on your skin, and it's enough to seize his breath.

Blood warm in his veins, skin hot where you touch him, chest tight and breathless, he concedes, “I love you forever.”

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ctrlsht · 2 years

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Through the Stars | idol!jungkook one-shot au

→ pairing: idol!jungkook x idol!reader → genre: idol au → warnings: reader is always nervous when jk is around → word count: 15.1k

summary: Every fan’s dream is for their idol to notice them therefore you had a sole reason when you entered the music industry. For Jeongguk to hear your music.

Disclaimer: I do not have enough knowledge in the music industry so if I made a mistake, I’m vv sorry!

“Oh my god, y/n! You won’t believe the news I’ve got!” You stop scrolling through your phone to take a glance at Christine who just entered your room.

“What?” You bluntly asked. Your manager immediately walked towards you revealing her wide smile.

“You wouldn’t believe it!” She squeals in her excitement. “You’re nominated in BBMA for a top streaming song!”

Your jaw suddenly dropped along with the phone you’re holding. You immediately stand up to hug Christine before jumping in excitement.

“Oh my god! Is that for real?!” You screamed.

“Of course! But here’s the twist!” She paused and held both of your upper arms. “Jeongguk is also nominated! Male artist of the year!”

And there’s where you lose it.

Having an interaction with Jeongguk is your most favorite part of your career. In fact, it is the sole reason why you take this path. You’ve strived until you reach your goal. It may sound crazy, but your goal is for him to notice you. Not just as his fan but someone who shares the same talent as him.

Before you even get to know him, music is already your passion. You wrote thousands of songs and recorded tons of song covers but the only difference between the both of you is everything you’re passionate about is only for yourself. Whenever you compose a poem that turns into a song lyric, you do it under the tree. Whenever you make a song cover, you do it in the corner of your room. And whenever you play a guitar, you play it while sitting on your bed.

You’re already satisfied even though the only person who hears and reads your music is yourself. But when you meet Jeongguk, you suddenly want the opposite for yourself.

“There’s no guarantee that you will win the award since there are albums who have numerous streams. Regardless, we want you to attend the award show.” Mr. Kim Seokjin, the CEO of your company, discussed. You nod as you look at your manager hoping that she understands your eyes.

She clears her throat to get the attention on Mr. Kim. “Y/N is looking forward to attending the award show. Is she going by herself along with the team orrr… Is she going with… Others?”

“She’s going with the team but who are you implying as ‘others?” Mr. Kim tilts his head.

“Perhaps… Jeon Jeongguk from bighit entertainment?” You suddenly want to pull the hair of your manager for telling an embarrassing answer. You looked down as you felt humiliated.

“No, he’s not going with y/n. I doubt if he’ll attend.”

“Nonetheless, they are the only Korean artists who get to be nominated in BBMA and I hope they both win the nomination.”

Mr. Kim hummed in agreement. “Hopefully. It will be an honor. Korea’s music will keep on sailing if there’s another artist to win the America’s award.”

Entering the music industry is the hardest thing you’ve ever done in your 25 years of life. When you decide to enter it, you’ve expected the worst, however, the worse you’ve thought is not even the worst. It’s more than that. You had to go through the eye of the needle before you even became a music artist.

But you really want to achieve your goal. You want him to get to know you and your music. It may sound stupid, but you want him to know the story behind every song you’ve written and share your understanding in music. You want him to know you not just as his fan but someone he can explore the art of music.

Jeongguk’s music is playing in the background while you’ve been having deep thoughts. You swing your swivel chair towards Christine who’s having her coffee on the sofa of the studio and before you even bump her, she kicks you away.

“What the hell?” You frown.

“Y/n, I know I’m more than your manager and as your friend, I’ll advise you to lessen your obsession with Jeongguk.” She sips her coffee after.

“I’m not obsessed! I’m just being a fan, unnie.” You answered as you rolled your eyes.

“You telling me that your reason why you wasted your time on becoming an artist is because of Jeongguk and that is the most ‘fan’ thing to do.” She said sarcastically.

You’re in the passenger seat while your mom drives you home when Jeongguk’s song plays on the radio. It was the first time you’ve heard his music. when you needed it the most. His calm and soft voice comforts your broken heart. It was the day your father died from lung cancer.

His music became your blanket that comforts you every night as you remember your deceased father. His music was your motivation to face another day. And his music is the reason why you became alive.

His meet and greet is the most exciting part of being his fan. You’ve got to meet him personally and have a quick conversation. You’ve also had a chance to meet other people. That meet and greet event is where you’ve got the idea of becoming someone like him for you to reach him. It was only wishful thinking, and you don’t really have the plans to take it seriously until you do.

You wanted him to hear your music, for him to see your talent and share the art you had. It was the craziest thing you’ve ever thought of but where does it get you right now? You’re nominated in Billboard music awards along with him.

The room is filled with staff and stylists rushing in preparing with you. There are numerous hands that touch your face, hands that style your hair and hands that help you wear your outfit.

“1 minute, Y/N!” The stage director shouted.

You’re about to perform the last part of your performance in a korean award show. You’ve heard the screams of the crowd that boost your confidence more. After preparing, you now went to the gates where it will lead you to the stage. You don’t forget to put on your biggest smile before facing the crowd.

When you debuted as a solo artist, it was where the serious business started. You thought that your training days were the hardest part however, you’ve thought wrong.

It takes you 2 years after your debut before you actually meet Jeongguk in the same place. You’ve imagined countless scenarios where you meet him. It was well organized in your head. But they say to expect the unexpected.

“I have to use the bathroom.”

Christine stands up upon your statement.

“The commercial is about to end, y/n. Can’t you hold your piss until later?” You instantly shook your head. You’ve been drinking a lot of water to help you ease your anxiety and you’ve been in the music show for hours already. It wasn’t your first time attending a music show, but this is your first time to be nominated in a category. You felt anxious about the possible result because you wanted to have your first win. You’re already being in this industry for 2 years, yet you haven’t won even for once.

“I’ll be quick.” You didn’t wait for Christine to allow you and you already proceeded on walking backstage. Leaving the crowd helps you to loosen up a bit.

You immediately left the bathroom after you heard the voices of the host signaling that the commercial is over. You’ll be going up on the stage any time soon for the result of the votes. It makes your heartbeat increase rapidly.

You were half running going back to your seat but before you got the chance to leave backstage, you didn’t notice the person in front of you. You bumped in his hard chest, and you immediately take a step backward.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” You apologized as you picked up the three pieces of paper, he’s holding that’s now scattered on the floor. He also helped you and when you made eye contact with him, you dropped your jaw and you felt that your heart suddenly jumped out of your chest. You instantly stand up forgetting the papers you suppose to pick up.

He keeps saying that it’s okay as he continues to pick up the papers before he stands up. He looked at you as he smiled and there you were, standing in front of him looking so stupid. You were looking up because you’re so small compared to his height and his perfume slowly filled your noise.

You haven’t seen him this close after 5 years. The last time you saw him is in his meet and greet where you got to face him to have a quick conversation as he signed your album. In those 5 years, you can identify how he physically changed. He’s a lot bigger and bolder now. You can also notice the muscles underneath those sleeves. He matured a lot, yet he still looked eternal.

“Uh, y/n?”

He knows my name. You thought.

You’re now shaking, and you take a deep breath to calm yourself.

“Y-you… Remember me?” You can’t help but to stutter.

“Yeah, you’re y/n. From Bangtan Ent?” His voice sounded confused, and it hit you.

Oh great. I’m now an artist. How can he remember me as his fan? Duh.

“O-oh… Yeah. I’m sorry for… bumping you. I was actually heading back.” You tried your best to speak properly but you can’t stop stuttering. You’re in fact blocked out.

“It’s okay, I understand.” He smiles before he glances at the hallway. “You should go back. They might call you on stage anytime soon.” His voice is literally music to your ears as it also gives you butterflies.

That day is the most memorable day for you, and you’ve memorized every moment that happened. You bumped into Jeongguk and you’ve also finally won first place at a music showcase. Although you regret your action in front of him by looking so stupid, you eventually recover and couldn’t care less.

It’s exactly two weeks before the Billboard music awards happens and you’re at the comfort of your bed while scrolling on your twitter account to see what’s happening.

“Mass voting at 10PM KST for Y/N! We have to widen the gap of the votes! We shouldn’t be chilling because it’s easy for the other artists to catch up!”

“ISTG, if Y/N win this category and mfck be celebrating with us without voting at least once, y'all should just return to your momma’s stomach.”

“Idek how many accounts I've created so I can vote multiple times for Y/N. This is her first western nomination, and I don’t want her to be disappointed.”

You can help but smile as you read those tweets. Except for Jeongguk, your fans are the reason why you keep going with your career. They are the reason why you survive despite all the hardship you’ve encountered. You’ve endured everything for them, and you will always have no regrets when it comes to them. You’ve never experienced receiving so much love from the people who don't know you personally so you will do everything for them.

Before you entered this industry, you thought that people should listen to your music for Jeongguk to listen to you. However, as you've entered, you never imagined how much happiness you will feel when people start to love your music. Except for music and Jeongguk, your fans are your world.

You suddenly remember yourself 5 years ago when you could show your love for Jeongguk and his music freely and when you can show up in his events where people do not know who you are. You missed the feeling of being a regular fan of his. But since you’re no longer a regular citizen, your actions as his fan are also limited. The only people who know that you’re a Jeongguk fan are your family and your manager, Christine. Before you even debuted as a solo artist, Christine strictly reminds you that people shouldn’t know that you’re a big fan of Jeongguk as it will result in unwanted issues.

Being a silent fan is harder than you thought, however, there are still advantages since you’re now in the industry that he’s in. You can admire him personally as you’ve seen him occasionally. It’s your favorite perks of being an artist and also his fan at the same time.

You switch from your main account to your stan account on twitter. Of course, you also have a stan account for Jeongguk and you've been using it ever since you’ve started stanning him. Christine ordered you to get rid of your stan account, but you didn’t do it. If you ever got to choose between your main account as an artist and your stan account, you’d choose the latter without hesitation. Your stan account is the only way you can be yourself without any judgment. It’s your safe space.

“Why am I not surprised that JK owns the majority of the votes in his category that he’s nominated at?” You tweeted before you closed your phone.

—

You grabbed Christine’s wrist and raised it before you faced her aggressively. Your wide eyes kind of freak Christine the hell out of her.

“Why didn’t you tell me that we’re flying with Jeongguk?” You scream silently.

“I also have no idea! As if I owned the airline for me to know who the other passengers are!” She immediately removed her wrist from you as she rolled her eyes.

You are breathing heavily as you bite your lower lips. You closed your eyes as you decided to secretly peek behind you where Jeongguk is seated. He’s reclining on his seat, eyes closed. He looks so peaceful and you in fact want to capture him at this moment, but you wouldn’t do that as it felt like you’re invading his privacy.

You don’t even know how long you’re staring at him when he slowly opens his eyes as he catches you staring. You immediately looked away and held Christine’s shoulder before you screamed silently.

“He caught me looking at him!” You buried your face in her shoulder as you felt so embarrassed. You remind yourself not to stare at him too much. God knows how many times he caught you staring. Whenever you’re at the same place, you’d stare at him and sometimes, you’re not aware that you’re staring so much until he caught you multiple times.

“Y/N, I’d literally throw you outside if you wouldn’t stop!”

You’re on your way in Las Vegas for the Billboard Music Awards that will happen in two days. You weren’t expecting that you’ll have the same flight as Jeongguk because Mr. Kim stated that you’re only going with the team, and he never mentioned that there are possibilities where you’ll be flying with Jeongguk.

Oh, as if you’re flying in a private plane.

You figured out that you’ll be flying with him for more than 11hrs which means, you’re with him in those hours. That thought alone already drives you crazy. 3 hrs is the longest time that you’re at the same place with him and those hours are already too much to handle. You don’t know if you can survive this flight without combusting your heart and without being so stupid.

The whole flight was too quiet and the only thing you can hear is the engine of the plane and the voice of the pilot whenever they have to announce something. The business class seats are taken by people in your team and people you’re unfamiliar with, which you might guess they are with Jeongguk.

Your dinner is served by the cabin crew. However, you haven’t eaten half of your meal because your mind is filled with the whole situation, you’re in. Your heart won’t stop beating rapidly and ever since you found out that Jeongguk is around, it drives you nuts. You’ve been having difficulty sitting still and you can’t stop looking around.

Even Christine noticed how you behave which she found annoying. Hence, you try your best to loosen up. You distracted yourself by using your phone but unfortunately, Jeongguk won’t just leave you. As you open your social media, your mind suddenly blows as you see your newsfeed bombarded with photos of you walking inside the airport along with Jeongguk. Your eyes are moving quickly as you keep scrolling on your social media. You immediately check out the trends and you are flabbergasted as you read your name and Jeongguk’s name under the trend.

You were about to explode but you remember that Jeongguk is behind you. As you check out the photos from your social media, you were actually relieved that you didn’t notice him since there is a large amount of security and staff around the both of you. If ever you saw him that time, you’re probably doomed as you might suddenly burst out.

When you finally arrived in Las Vegas, you felt like you’re about to fall all of a sudden. You’ve realized that you haven’t had the chance to sleep or to even relax from the flight. You want to arrive at the hotel as soon as possible.

“What happened to you?” Christine asked as she noticed your appearance.

“Tired.” You responded while walking towards the exit.

“Next time, I’ll try to find out if you have the same flight as Jeongguk so I can reschedule. You look like a mess. Seriously speaking.”

As the limousine you’re riding arrives at the venue, your body starts to shake, and you are able to hear the loud sound of your heartbeat. Seeing the number of famous celebrities outside made you more anxious. It wasn’t your first time attending an award show, but this is different since you’re not in your country. This is America. Far from your hometown. You’re different from them.

Then you remember that this is a music award show where there is no language barrier when it comes to music.

You’ve passed the red carpet and interviews and so far, everything is smooth. It was only nervous at first but when you’re there already, you learned that it wasn’t bad after all. In fact, you hadn’t noticed that you’re already enjoying it.

Before you finally went to the main venue, you subconsciously looked around hoping to see the person you wanted to see but unfortunately, he’s not yet around.

You already expect to have some fun this evening, but you didn’t imagine that it was this fun. You’re vibing in the music and every performance of a different artist is phenomenal. You’ve met a lot of famous musicians and artists and they were friendly as if you’ve known them ever since.

Winning the “Top Streaming Song” of the year highlighted your night. You didn’t anticipate winning since it was your first nomination and there are a lot of great artists but here you are on stage, facing millions of people as you receive your award and deliver a speech. You can’t help but to shed a tear.

Of course, this night won’t end not until Jeongguk wins. Even though you expected him to win the Male Artist of the year, it was still different when the announcer called his name. You instantly stand up and applaud. You were smiling from ear to ear as he delivered his speech, and you can’t hide how much you’re so proud of him.

But when you saw your face in the giant LED screen after his speech, your jaw dropped. And to make it worse, you covered your mouth when you saw your horrible reaction on the screen.

You suddenly want the floor to eat you alive.

After the show, you’re invited to the after party. You don’t really have the plans to join but then you found out that your idol is coming. As his fan, you’d love to also celebrate his victory even though you’re fully aware that you’re not close to anyone. As much as you want to drag Christine into the party, she’s not allowed. Maybe being lonely at a party won’t be that bad as long as Jeongguk is present.

And if you were thinking that there is nothing more surprising than receiving an award, well you’ve thought wrong because right now, you can see that Jeongguk is walking towards you. And when he’s now finally in front of you, you were too stunned to speak. You weren’t prepared for this. You’re suddenly out of breath and you might faint any moment now.

“Your reaction a while ago was hilarious.” He speaks as he smiles. You didn’t respond right away as you were fascinated by his present in front of you.

You immediately recover when you realize that you’re making a fool out of yourself in front of him, again.

“I-it was embarrassing.” You mentally slap yourself for stuttering and you remind yourself to act normal.

“Maybe for you, but I find it adorable.” He sips at his champagne, and you can absolutely confirm that you’re turning red. But thanks to the dim light, your tomato cheeks aren’t visible.

You awkwardly smiled and you were trying to think of something to talk about but before you even came up with an idea, he spoke.

“Congratulations for winning the top streaming song.” He’s looking directly into your eyes as he smiles genuinely.

“Thank you. Congratulations to you as well. You deserve it.” And finally, you learned how to smile properly without looking like an idiot.

“You also deserve it.”

It was when you realized that this was your first time having a casual conversation with him. This is different from the quick conversation you had during his meet and greet 6 years ago and most definitely different from the unexpected interaction in a music show back then.

You remember the sole reason why you entered this industry and now that you're in front of him, you should grab the opportunity to make him know who you really are.

“How are you feeling right now?” You asked.

“I feel so grateful for everything. This is my second western nomination, but this is the first time I actually won and the first time I performed in a western award show.” He takes a deep breath before he smiles.

Him talking about his thoughts and achievements made your heart warm.

“You’ve captured a lot of hearts as they find comfort from your music. People are also grateful to have you in their lives, Jeongguk." You smile before you take a sip of your champagne.

You watched the other artists as they enjoyed the night while having a drink conversing with each other. You were at the corner of the room away from the crowd and you prefer it this way. You don’t really know how to start a meaningful conversation with others. Besides, the only reason why you join this party is because of the person in front of you.

You didn’t notice that Jeongguk was gazing so when you looked at him, you were taken aback.

"You know what, you remind me of someone familiar." He tilted his head while smiling. "But I don’t actually remember that person, yet it felt like I sensed familiarity with you."

You don’t know how or what to respond. You’ve lost your words. Even though his words were vague, it touches your heart. You don’t want to assume things, but your heart says that he somehow remembers you. Not as the person who just won the top streaming song but as someone who's always present in his events 6 years ago.

“I really like ‘eternal’,” He says, referring to your song entitled ‘eternal’ that received an award as a top streaming song. “It’s beautiful.” He continues.

You bite the inside of your cheeks to prevent yourself from smiling so wide. Your heart is jumping in happiness because the song eternal is inspired from how you see him.

When you were writing that song, you weren’t actually aware that he’s the person you’re describing, the person that fills your heart. Then as you wrote the bridge, you finally realized that the song is all about him.

“I’m glad that you like it. Thank you.”

Eternal came from you. You wanted to add.

“But my favorite album of yours is ‘as the flower blooms.’ It made me realize that I’m more than who I am.”

You were dazed by what he said. He never fails to surprise you.

“Are you going to believe that I wrote some of the songs in that album when I was in middle school?” You can’t help but to smile.

He stood looking at you with his mouth agape.

“No way. I didn’t know about that.” You chuckled at his surprise reaction.

You started writing that album when you were 11 years old. It was the time when you found out that you were into composing a song. You were just filling up your diary and you ended up creating a tone out of it.

‘As the Flower Bloom’ is composed of songs about you. How you see yourself when you were young and how you see yourself right now. You included the songs you’ve written when you were 11 years old to the album because you want to tell a story that every person has an ability to find happiness in their own way.

“I’ve listened to every single song you had.” You admitted. “But my favorite is ‘seesaw’.” He shows a bashful smile before he looked down at his champagne.

“You listen to my song.” He said, fascinated by the fact that you listen to his song.

“Of course, I do! Who wouldn’t.”

“Seesaw is an old song. Why is it your favorite?” You wanted to say that it’s the first song you’ve listened to and the song that made you a fan but of course, you cannot say that.

“I know it's a love song, but I’ve interpreted it in another way. Just like a seesaw, our life can go from up to down. But it will eventually rise again.”

The song ‘seesaw’ is all about two people in a relationship where it’s not all about happiness and butterflies. Relationships are more than that. You will eventually face a lot of problems and misunderstandings and that is also how life works.

“I also love how you perform it. You looked so in love.” You added. It was actually true. Although he doesn't perform it anymore, you can still remember how he sang it with all his heart.

You were about to say one more thing when you saw him staring in fascination. You looked away as you took a sip of your champagne.

“Uh sorry.” You smile awkwardly.

“Why are you apologizing?” He asked in his confusion.

“For saying a lot. Sorry.” You answered as you grimace.

“No, you don’t have to apologize.”

You stood there with an awkward silence because you didn't know what to say and he was staring. You were starting to overthink as he might find you weird or what. But before you lose your mind, he spoke again.

“Thank you for looking beyond my song. It meant a lot to me.” He said as you had crimson cheeks.

That night, you ended up sleeping with a smile on your face. It is so perfect that you can’t believe all of it happens in one night. You didn’t forget to live stream for you to show your appreciation to your fans as you love to celebrate your success with them. You almost tell them everything that happened but of course, you leave the part with your conversation with Jeongguk.

You left LA after three days because you still have a lot of work to do. As for Jeongguk, he’s staying for a week because he got invited in multiple interviews and talk shows. Of course, you’d know his activities since you’re always on your stan account.

You also got invited to a talk show and you’ve already shoot it yesterday and the other day therefore, your business here is done.

As you landed back in Seoul, you’ve received multiple invites from a talk show as their guest. You were overwhelmed with the recognition and invites you had but Christine managed to organize everything.

You were beyond happy and grateful for everything; however, you aren’t used to drastic changes in your schedule. Before you even went to LA, Christine had already prepared your upcoming events and schedule once you returned but because of all the invites, it had a major change of plans.

You haven’t had a proper sleep and you’ve been exhausted. Christine felt guilty for not thinking that there’s a chance for you to have an overloaded schedule, but you cannot blame her because even you didn’t anticipate it.

The last interview of the day ended, and you were at the backseat of your car leaning in the window as you looked outside.

You’re about to go home and you haven’t eaten your dinner. It’s already past 11.

“What do you want to eat?” Christine asked beside you.

“Something that can fill up my stomach.” You answer as you look outside the window.

“Pork belly? Kimchi fried rice?” She suggested and you just agreed because you don’t have the energy to think.

Before you went straight home, you stopped by at a restaurant for Christine to buy you a takeout.

You were too busy eating your dinner while Christine is sitting at the sofa of your apartment. She’s also busy with reading her emails. She decided to stay for the night since it’s already late.

You instantly looked at Christine when she suddenly gasped. You were waiting for her to speak but she’s too stunned to speak.

“What is it?” You asked even though your mouth is full because you’re too curious about what she just found out.

“You wouldn’t believe this!” She said as she slowly looked at you.

“Whaaaat?” You already sound irritated since she doesn’t want to tell you right away.

“Jung Hoseok from Good evening, Korea invited you to be his guest,” she started. “And guess what?”

“What?”

“Jeongguk is invited along with you!” You suddenly choked from the food you’re eating as she dropped the bomb. You were out of breath, so you immediately drank a glass of water.

“Oh my god!” The first thing you said. You stand up as you teleport beside her to read what’s in her email.

Your heartbeat increased rapidly as you read the email that Christine received. Jeongguk already confirmed that he’s going, and they are just waiting for your response. You were suddenly filled with enthusiasm and can’t help but to jump as you feel the excitement all over you.

The talk show will happen next week and you're sure that you won't be having a proper sleep. Although you haven't had a proper sleep ever since you arrived, you'd properly won't stop thinking about the things that can happen during the show.

It's been two weeks since the BBMA happened and since the last time you saw Jeongguk. You haven't recovered from it and now, you'll have to see him again. You will be on the same screen as the two of you talking about the things that happened during the event. This is your first ever interview with him!

And then suddenly, it hit you. They will actually interview you along with Jeongguk yet you find it hard to act normal in front of him alone but then, millions of people will watch you interact with him.

The enthusiasm you have immediately disappeared. You're doomed.

—

You're on your way to the studio and you're having trouble behaving yourself. You've been shaking and drinking your bottled water and you occasionally curse.

"What if I fucked up?" You spoke.

"You'll be fine." Christine answered bluntly.

"Maybe I should just back out? I'll just say that I had a serious injury? Or something came up for the people not to worry?"

You were saying a lot of things and it felt like your brain was literally damaged. You can't control yourself and you were seriously thinking of backing out.

"For fuck's sake, y/n! Can you please calm the fuck down?!" You are suddenly stunned as your manager lash out.

"Or maybe, it's better for you to back out. We've been talking about this every day, yet you don't even consider calming down!" She then glared at you. She's seriously mad right now.

"I know you're a huge fan of Jeongguk and it's natural to be excited and anxious at the same time but also think about the career you have! You're also an artist just like him! Try to be professional for once!"

Silence filled the car after she bawled. You suddenly fear Christine and it shut you out.

Her sudden madness made you stop with your nervousness. You started to calm down as you are afraid of Christine to blow up once again.

You were quiet the whole ride and when you arrived, your heart started to throb once again.

Gather yourself, y/n!

You haven't seen Jeongguk since you arrived, which is a good idea, you believe. The team didn't waste any time as they started to prepare you for the show. You were reviewing the possible question that they can ask you so you gather the answer that you can say.

You were on your phone when Jung Hoseok, the host of the show, entered the dressing room.

"You look so lovely, y/n!" He starts. You immediately stand up from your seat to bow and shake his hand. You were smiling from ear to ear as you greeted him but then you got taken aback when you saw the person behind him.

"Hello y/n!" Jeongguk greets with a smile on his face as he bows his head. You then caught the glaring eyes of your manager which terrifies you, so you immediately bowed.

"I-it's good to see you." You stuttered.

The space of your dressing room is in fact large enough for several people to fit in. You weren’t aware that Hoseok will brief you in here as you weren't prepared.

While Hoseok is briefing you and Jeongguk for what's going to happen in the show, you were trying to avoid glancing at Jeongguk and keeping your composure. You can see in your peripheral vision that Christine is staring at you. You were more than terrified at Christine rather than anxious in front of Jeongguk and Hoseok. You don't want to mess around.

After the briefing, Hoseok tells you to proceed on the stage but before you walk out of the room, Christine calls you.

"I apologize for lashing out a while ago. I just want you to gather yourself." She then held both of your hands. "You can do it. You can slay this interview. Forget the y/n who's so head over heels with Jeongguk for the meantime. You’re only y/n at this moment. The y/n who just received a trophy in a Billboard music awards." She caressed both of your cheeks before she hugged you.

You're steps ahead of your main goal, for Jeongguk to get to know you and your music. You've worked so hard for it to finally happen, and you don't want to mess up. You've entered this industry with a goal but as you keep going, there's more important things you have to deal with. And delivering yourself properly in front of a million viewers as you conduct an interview with him is one of the things you must handle.

"What exactly do you feel that the two of you are the only korean artists who got nominated in Billboard Music Awards? The whole Korea is celebrating your success!" The crowd applauded what Hoseok said. You also applaud along with them. Jeongguk looked at you signaling that you can answer first.

"I'm beyond happy. I still can't believe it. I know it's been a week since it happened, but it hasn't been processed yet. I'm so grateful to my fans as they were the reason for my success.” You looked at the audiences with a smile on your face and they clapped once again.

“I also feel grateful for winning the nomination for the first time. I got nominated last year but unfortunately, I didn’t win. I don’t actually expect to be nominated for the second time and I definitely didn’t expect to win. To all the people who believe in me, thank you so much.” Jeongguk answered. He put his palms together and he slightly bowed.

“What can you say that y/n is also nominated? And she also won the award! Did you guys see each other at the event?” You were surprised at the following questions of Hoseok. Jeongguk gave you a glance and you suddenly felt the tightness of your heart. He smiled slightly before he spoke.

“I’m so proud of her.” He started while he’s looking at you. “In fact, I wasn’t surprised when she got nominated because her music is something else. They can take you anywhere and you can experience a lot of emotion by just listening to it.” He didn’t look away as he grins. “And yes, we talked about a lot of good stuff during the after party.”

You were astonished by what he said, and you immediately pressed down your lips to prevent yourself from smiling. However, you cannot control the sudden heat you feel on your face. Hopefully, they didn’t notice it.

“Wow, that was deep.” Hoseok commented as he looked preoccupied by what Jeongguk said.

The interview lasted for about an hour, and you tried your best to focus until the end since Jeongguk’s compliments clouded your mind.

The episode for today will be aired next week and you seriously want to check the video to see how it turned out. You tried your best to act naturally in front of the camera, but you were not sure if it turned out that way.

Can you review the whole video? Can you request to cut clips where it’s obvious that you’re literally smitten by Jeongguk? You were overthinking again.

“Y/N.” You were startled when Jeongguk called you. You’re still on the side of the stage contemplating whether you can actually review the interview. It’s probably a dumb idea.

“Jeongguk.” You tried your best not to look so tense.

“You did a great job there.” He complimented.

“You also did. I appreciate what you said about my music.” You gave a genuine smile. Jeongguk was about to say something when Christine appeared at your side. She grinned at Jeongguk before she shot you a concerned look.

“We have a problem.”

“What is it?”

She looked at Jeongguk before she spoke.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your conversation but I need to talk to her.” She then pulled you in the corner.

“What happened?” You can’t help but to worry.

“The battery of the car died!” She then massages her temple.

“The one we have right now?”

“Yes! It won’t start! I just found it out when I was about to get something in the car. The driver forgot to turn off the taillight and the battery broke.”

“Where’s the driver?” You suddenly asked.

“I sent him home. I was planning to drive you home since it’s too late already.” She already sounds so frustrated. “I tried to call the company but there’s no driver on duty.” She added.

You take a deep breath as you look at the time. It’s freaking past midnight. Who can you call at this hour?

“I’ll go get change. We’ll figure it out.”

While you are changing your clothes and thinking of someone you can call, Christine is also trying to contact someone. Your mom is probably asleep, and you are not sure if the only friend you have is available.

Even though you’re not sure if your mom is still awake, you tried to call her but as expected, she didn’t answer the call. You tried to call your friend Miya and after a few rings, she answered.

“Miya!” You called her.

“Y/n! What’s up?”

“Can you fetch me right now cause the battery of the car I'm using just died.” You bit your nails.

“Oh my god, y/n! Where the hell are you?! I’m in Jeju and I won’t be home till next week!” You sighed in disappointment as you took a seat.

You’ve told Miya about the situation you’re in and she cannot do anything since she’s away. Although she suggested calling an uber which you immediately suggested to Christine.

“You’re not allowed to call an uber! Are you nuts?!” She outbursts.

“We don’t have a choice! Besides, it’s midnight—

“Oh y/n, you’ve been in this industry for 6 years! You should already know how the paparazzi works! Besides, uber is not safe for you!” She walked back and forth as she held her phone.

You were about to say something when someone suddenly knocked on the open door. Jeongguk is standing outside as he looks worried. You immediately looked away because you were not yet used to his presence. You cannot admire him in this situation because Christine will kill you.

“I thought you already went home, but I heard you guys.” He spoke. “You seem to have a problem.” He continued.

“The car’s battery died." Christine bluntly responds as she’s busy trying to find help on her phone.

“What happened?” He asked as he walked in.

“Christine sent home the driver, but he forgot to turn off the taillight, which is the cause of a dead battery.” You explained.

“Oh no. The car won’t start unless you replace the battery.”

You sigh not knowing what to do. You scroll on your phone to see if there is someone who you can call but unfortunately, the company staff are the majority of your contacts.

“I can give you a ride if you’re okay with that.” You instantly turned your head to his offer. “I’m on my way home. I can drop you off.”

Before it even sinks into you, Christine immediately came to him.

“Oh, thank god! Would it be okay with you? Wouldn’t you mind?” You immediately pulled Christine’s arm and you glared at her, but she didn’t mind you as she removed your hands in her arm.

“I don’t mind. If you really have no one to call, I can give you a lift.”

“Oh my god, thank you so much! We owe you one! We already called several people, but no one was available!” Christine rubbed both of her hands and she bowed multiple times. While you’re there, who wants to suddenly disappear because of embarrassment.

You were trembling while you're walking towards the parking lot. You still can't believe that Jeongguk offered you a ride home! You will be riding his car and he's going to find out where you live! You seriously wanted to faint. You swear that you won't survive this ride!

When Christine said that she's taking the backseat, you already know that you must take the passenger's seat. You wouldn’t want Jeongguk to look like a driver if you're going to sit in the back as well.

Before you even have the chance to open the car door, Jeongguk already did it for you and you were actually praying for your life because he's inches away from you. When you see him smile, you immediately enter the car before you even combust.

"Shit, unnie! I'm seriously going to die right now!" You said in panic after Jeongguk closed your door.

"I can see that, but you seriously need to hold it if you still want to live!"

You take a deep breath before he enters the car. You saw him looking at you, so you glanced at him. He's smiling.

"Are you okay? You look so tense." You wanted to kill yourself when he asked you that.

"She's probably tired. Don’t worry." Christine immediately answers for you.

"Yeah." You said, almost whispering before he drove away.

"Well, it's past midnight. Have you already taken your dinner?"

"We did." You answer right away because you know that Christine will probably say no. You really haven't taken your dinner, but you don't want him to think that you want to stop over to grab food. Giving you a ride is already enough.

You didn't think that his house is in the opposite direction from yours. You feel bad that he has to drive you home when it's far away from where he lives. Even though he assured you that he didn't mind, you were still embarrassed.

The whole ride feels like you're holding your breath. You want to stay comfortable, but you just can't. It's Jeongguk who's beside you. You want to turn off the air conditioner of the car because it only makes you tremble more. The music is playing which is better to lessen the awkwardness. Christine attempts to build a conversation and the two of them are the only one conversing. Jeongguk always tries to join you in the conversation however, you only end up answering a word or two. Which is actually fucked up. Christine even messages you that you have to collect yourself and she even reminds you that this is a onetime opportunity.

You tried your best to pour everything you've got just to have a proper conversation with him. You were listening properly so you can also answer properly.

It's so stupid that this is what you wanted to happen yet you're wasting your time. You’ve realized that it's harder than you thought because it's hard for you to control yourself and your emotions. You probably look so pathetic.

"Yoongi was supposed to be in bangtan ent. But then bighit called him first so he ended up there." He's talking about the producer Min Yoongi in his company because you've mentioned that he's one of your favourite music producers who's not working under the same company as you.

"Oh, that's too unfortunate. We can be a great team." You said as you grinned.

"Too bad, we're already the best team." He joked.

You already forgot the presence of your manager in the back because she's not speaking anymore and when you look back, she's already sleeping her ass off. You won't blame her since she has so much stress.

After a 20-minute ride, you've already arrived at your home. You even had a hard time waking up Christine. You were astonished once again when Jeongguk got out of his car to open your door. Christine already left the car first and entered your house leaving you alone with him.

"Thank you for the ride, gguk. We really owe you one." You said as you stepped out of the car.

"You're very much welcome." He responded as he put on a smile. "You kinda remind me of my fans when you call me 'gguk'."

You were taken aback by what he said. You were getting comfortable, and you totally forgot that the majority of his fans call him, gguk or ggukie. Even you, yourself call him that except when you’re in front of him. You should be extra careful when you're with him because he doesn't even know that the person in front of him is a huge fan of his. You're doomed when he finds out.

"Oh yeah. Sorry, I kinda used hearing people calling you that." You responded, embarrassed.

"You don't have to apologize." He said as he grins. "I don't mind you calling me gguk or whatever you're comfortable with."

You've lost your thought as you stare at him. You can't stop admiring his beauty. With his doe eyes that you will probably drown yourself if you stare at them, his soft, thin lips, rosy cheeks and delicate skin. How can this perfect man exist?

"Okay then, gguk." He chuckled at your smirk.

"I uh... have to go." He pointed out his car with his thumb and you remember that he’s still going home.

"Oh, yeah. It's too late already. Thank you so much, once again." You said as he got in his car.

"You're welcome once again, y/n. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." You finally said before he closed his door and drove away. You watched him drive until his car disappeared and you immediately ran inside your house.

You saw Christine lying down on your couch and you jumped at her.

"Oh my fucking god!" You were constantly shaking Christine as you screamed after a second, she threw a pillow straight to your face.

"Shut the fuck up and let me sleep for once."

You ordered food for yourself and for Christine but she didn’t want to wake up so you just let her be. Just like you, she’s been exhausted and stressed for weeks. If there is an opportunity to sleep, you must grab it. You were supposed to sleep right now from an exhausting day yet you’re on your phone, scrolling through your stan account while you recall everything that happens today. You’re on the urge to tweet everything but of course, you can’t just do that.

You were biting your pizza when a notification popped up on your phone. Your eyes instantly turn wide, and you suddenly drop your phone. When you picked it up, you immediately covered your mouth in shock.

Jeongguk followed you on instagram.

You visited his account to make sure that you weren’t hallucinating but it’s real. He actually followed you.

You haven't recovered, yet you receive another message notification in your instagram coming from him.

“Hello, y/n. I’m sorry to bother you at this hour but there’s a purse I saw on the ground of my car, and I believe that it’s yours.”

He also sends a picture, but you haven’t opened the message, so it wasn’t visible in your notification center.

You don’t know how long you’ve been standing while you stare at your phone. Your hands are still over your mouth and the whole thing hasn’t sunk in.

“Holy shit!” You immediately throw your phone on the couch of your living room as you walk back and forth.

Christine suddenly wakes up and she looks so irritated. She stands up and glares at you.

“I should’ve stayed in your guest room if I only knew how loud you can be at this hour.” She rolled her eyes before she walked out to enter in a room.

You didn’t have the chance to apologize because you were still in a state of shock.

After a few moments, you decide to open his message and there, you see a picture of your purse where you put your cords, powerbank and airpods.

You try to recall how your purse ended up in the ground. You didn’t use them during the whole ride. You didn’t even open your bag.

And then realization came. You don’t usually zip your bag and maybe when you get out of his car, it fell.

You’ve left him on read for a couple of minutes now and you don’t know how to respond. Should you go and get it from him? How are you going to get it from him? You don’t know!

You don’t really need that purse for now because you’ve got extra cords and airpods here at your home. You can also buy a new one if you’d like.

Are you just going to say that he can get rid of it?

Freaking no! Even though it was okay to get rid of it, you have to get it from him.

You never know when you will be able to see him again. And now, there’s another opportunity to meet him again.

Even though your schedule is packed, and you can just send someone to get it for you, you still want to personally claim it from him.

“Hi! It must’ve fallen. Sorry! I don’t actually need it right now. Is it okay if you keep it for the meantime? I’ll get it one of these days.”

It took you forever to finally send it. You bite your nails as you wait for his reply.

When he finally reads it, you start to panic again. It only took him a few seconds before he sent a response.

“It’s okay! :) Yes, I can keep it for the meantime.” he said.

You were about to say, ‘thank you’, when he sent another message.

“You’re not sleeping yet? It’s almost 3 o’clock XD”

He’s starting a conversation! You can’t get rid of your smile as you type. You’re being extra careful as you compose a message to avoid doing something stupid.

“I’m about to. Haha how ‘bout you? Why are you still up?”

You’re actually having your mental block and you’ve been overthinking if your answers were okay. Then you realized that you should respond naturally.

“I’m actually on my bed rn. But I remember your purse so before I totally forget about it, I message you already haha”

You were thinking if you’re going to ask further questions, but you ended up saying your goodnight since you figured that he’s about to sleep.

You’ve been reading the messages you share with him over and over again and you can’t help but to scream from time to time. You’re now convinced that you went insane.

Before your transfer to your bedroom, you checked his profile for the last time. There’s a ‘follow back’ button that indicates you don’t follow him. When you create your official instagram account, the company says that the only accounts you can follow are the same artists in the organization. You’ve been following their rules until now, but you decided to disobey them for once as you hit the ‘follow back’ button.

Adding 1 account on your following won’t hurt, right? Especially when it’s Jeon Jeongguk.

—

“Your popularity has increased a lot since the BBMA, y/n. 34% in specific.” Mr. Kim Seokjin discussed as he looked at the chart presented in front of the conference room.

“Yes, Sir. In fact, that 34% was only from BBMA but after the episode from ‘Good Morning, Korea’ aired, she’s been trending for 5 consecutive days. She was with Jeongguk in that episode, Sir.” You looked at Christine as she’s discussing everything with Mr. Kim Seokjin. He nodded before he spoke.

“I was wondering if it’s a good decision if you collaborate with him on your next album. Have you ever considered that, y/n?” You were startled when he called you. You were looking around thinking of a proper answer to say.

“Yes.” The only thing you can say.

“Of course, I also consider both of your genres and if your voices are matched with one another and I personally think that it’s a good idea.”

As they just said, your name is the talk on social media. More people start to stream your music and you’ve received a lot of partnerships ever since BBMA happened. Apart from that, the interview with Jeongguk is a trending topic on social media. You’d lie if you say that you didn’t receive hate comments because of the interview but the majority of the feedback from netizens are good.

The truth is, you’ve been anxious about everything that’s happening. Ever since the episode aired, you try your best to stay away from social media especially from twitter. Honestly, if this isn’t Jeongguk, you wouldn’t be this anxious from the whole situation. In fact, you’d address everything in a positive way. However, Jeongguk is involved.

From the first time, you were involved with Jeongguk and people talked about your music. You’ve hit two birds with one stone. Your dream is about to come true. But there is one thing you’d love to do. The thing that will complete your dream as his fan and as a music artist.

To have a collaboration with him.

Of course, you’ve dreamed about that, but you weren’t expecting it to happen any time soon. You were actually satisfied with having a conversation with him about your music. About how you love his music and how you were actually inspired with his music.

But then the CEO himself already suggested it so who are you to refuse?

After the meeting, you stayed at the conference room to discuss your further schedule with Christine. You’re glad when you found out that your schedule for the following week won’t involve interviews or reality shows because to be honest, it drains you.

In the middle of your discussion with Christine alone, you suddenly received a message notification from instagram and you weren’t planning to check it out until you saw Jeongguk’s name. You immediately picked up your phone from the table to read his message.

“Hey! I’m actually around your company building. I can drop off your purse if you want :) are you perhaps in the company?”

“For fuck's sake, drop your phone and listen to me!” You got startled as Christine called you out. You immediately let go of your phone to look at her and you apologized.

She continues her discussion and you lowkey peek at your phone to compose a reply for him.

“Yes, I’m in the company. You can stop by :)”

As you hit the send button, you again put down your phone to listen to Christine. Smile lingers in your face but as Christine raises her eyebrow, you immediately press your lips.

The last time you saw him was 1 week ago when he drove you home. That’s also the last conversation you had on instagram and there’s nothing more so you were surprised when he suddenly messaged you right now.

As the discussion ends, Jeongguk sends a message that he’s in the lobby and you immediately call the front desk to let him enter. You were looking at the mirror for the last time while waiting for his arrival. You instructed the front desk to accompany him up until the conference room where you’re at the moment. You were pretending to read the files in front of you to look like you’re busy and as he entered, you closed the files and stood up before you gave him a smile. You didn’t let Christine know that Jeongguk is coming and obviously, she looked like she saw a famous celebrity. Well, she in fact saw a famous celebrity.

“Hi.” Jeongguk greeted you while wearing a smile. You looked down at your purse he’s holding.

“Hello…” You tried not to smile widely but you know you failed.

“I didn’t know you’re busy. I’m so—

“No, I was just checking something. Sorry.” You immediately cut him off. He looked around as he walked towards you. “Uh, do you want anything? Juice, coffee?” You offered. You glance at Christine who’s still stunned to speak, and you just awkwardly smile at her.

“I’d like some juice, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course, I don’t. You take your time going here.” You looked at Christine hoping she’d get what you wanted, and she rolled her eyes before she went out.

“It’s actually my first time going in here,” he said as he looked around. “It’s fascinating.”

“I’m sure your company is much more fascinating.” You chuckled.

You have a feeling that it’ll be awkward at any moment, so you try to think of anything to talk about.

“Please sit.” You offered him to sit in front of you and he did. “What are you doing around here, by the way?” You tried to hit a conversation.

“I was shooting a reality show nearby, so I was thinking that maybe you’re also around.” He then reached out the purse to you. “I didn’t take it out of the car.”

You take the purse from him as you put it inside your bag.

“Thank you for stopping by. Don’t you have another schedule for today?” You asked.

The double door opened, and two assistants entered as they were holding a glass of juice and pastries. They all put it in front of you as they immediately leave the room.

“It was actually my last schedule of the day. How ‘bout you? You must be busy.” You immediately shook your head.

“No. My meeting just ended. That’s also my last schedule of the day.”

He picked up his glass of orange juice as he took a sip. You were staring and you found him mesmerizing. You even want to wipe away the small amount of juice in the side of his lips.

You’ve seen him multiple times this month, but you were still astonished by his beauty. He doesn’t look intimidating however, he can shake your whole system by just sitting in front of him. You cannot be used to his presence and that’s for sure.

“Uh, y/n, I would like to thank your fans for the positive feedback I’ve received during the ‘good morning, Korea’ show.” You don’t know that you’re already staring at him this long. You were just back in your thoughts when he spoke.

“Oh, no! I should be the one thanking you and your fans. I received so much recognition because of them. And of course, because of you.”

Even though there is negative feedback, the majority of the people are fond in your interview with Jeongguk because people got to see the stories behind both of your music.

You heard an unexpected knock and both of you looked at the door. You were about the get up to open it but before it even happens, the door opens, and you saw Mr. Kim Seokjin as he enters.

“I heard that Jeongguk is around. You didn’t tell me, y/n.” He started. Jeongguk stand up as he bowed and as well as Mr. Seokjin.

“Oh, I just stopped by to give y/n her purse.” Jeongguk answered. “It’s an honor to meet you, Sir.” He added as he shakes Mr. Seokjin’s hand.

“It’s also a pleasure to meet you, Jeongguk.”

Mr. Seokjin sits next to you as he and Jeongguk continue to greet each other. When they got to sit comfortably, Mr. Seokjin created a conversation with Jeongguk and you were just looking at them as they talked. You actually want to leave the room already, but you don’t know how, and you don’t want to be rude.

“Y/n was also having a hard time shooting in a reality show especially when she’s still a rookie but eventually, she learned.”

They were talking about the reality show where Jeongguk is invited and also how you had a hard time with it back then. You didn’t even bother to didn't intervene in the conversation.

When they are already talking about music, Mr. Seokjin mentioned to Jeongguk the thing that he asked you a while ago which you immediately looked at him.

“Actually, y/n is planning to have a collaboration on her next album, and she wanted to have a collaboration with you.” Mr. Seokjin looked at you as he spoke.

Your eyes widen with his statement, and you know that Jeongguk is also looking at you.

“y/n?” Mr. Seokjin calls you out to speak but there are no words coming out from your mouth as you feel embarrassed.

You were really planning to invite Jeongguk for a collaboration, but you didn’t expect for Mr. Seokjin to do it for you. And especially not on random days like this.

“U-uhm…” You slowly looked at Jeongguk. “Y-yes, I am planning to have a collaboration in my next album.” You started. You’re playing with your fingers to avoid stuttering and nervousness. “And I was thinking of inviting you… for s collaboration.” You looked down as you finished your sentence.

There’s a long pause before he finally responds.

“Of course.” You immediately looked at him and you saw him smile. “I would love to.”

You never did any collaboration in your 5 years in the industry. Mr. Seokjin hasn't asked you to collaborate with anyone yet, not until now. You don’t have any experience in collaborating with someone, but you know it’s exciting.

The only person you ever want to collaborate with is Jeongguk and no one else. Of course, there are other artists you might want to work with however you haven’t really thought of it.

And now Jeongguk just agreed to collaborate with you. A thing you never know will happen so soon. You then go back to your main goal when you entered the music industry. You just wanted your music to be heard by Jeongguk. For Jeongguk to see deep through your music because he was the reason why you choose this path. The reason why you choose to be a music artist. You wanted to be heard.

You never felt so confident, motivated and happiest because he agreed to collaborate with you. Jeon Jeongguk. One of the most famous and biggest male artists in Korea agreed to collaborate with you.

“Did you seriously buy a cake in celebration of your soon to have a collab with your idol?” Christine looked so done with you as you sliced the cake you bought.

You’re at your apartment with Christine and you called her to let her celebrate with you. You also bought food for the two of you and of course, a chocolate cake.

“Cake is something we buy for celebrating. We’re celebrating now!” You replied.

“I know. But I didn’t know you’re this extra.”

As soon as you saw Christine that day, you were jumping so hard. You even hold both of her hands as you jump. Of course, you let Jeongguk leave the building before you jump in excitement, but Christine is still clueless about what is happening because all you did was scream and jump.

It’s been days since Jeongguk agreed to collaborate with you and you weren’t over it. You even message him on instagram to apologize because Mr. Seokjin suddenly mentioned it out of the blue. Jeongguk is fine with it. You were enthusiastic for days and you didn’t stress out during your work which is something your team finds unusual. As much as you wanted to tell why, you just can’t.

Months have passed and you are now working on your next album. You work on the company as you conceptualize your next album. For you, this is the most difficult part when starting a new album because you cannot just compose music and drop it. You have to conceptualize the whole album before working on the music itself.

Christine formally sent an invite to Jeongguk for a music collaboration, and he acknowledged it immediately. You were nervous about everything since this is your first time working with an idol– not only an idol, but your idol and you don’t want to fuck it up. You’ve been ready to write music with him for the rest of your life but when you’re in that moment, it feels like you do not have some knowledge regarding this field.

“I was actually planning to write a never-ending love for my fans, but I still want for people to relate in that song.” You explained. “A-and I also want to dedicate this song to your fans.” You’re at your studio with Jeongguk as you work with your collaboration. It's your first day working with him and you were trying your best to stay focused especially when he’s next to you.

He didn’t move his eyes away from you as he looked at you with adoration. You were looking at the pieces of paper in front of you and you weren’t aware of his stare. When you looked at him, you were taken aback by his stare. He smiled genuinely before he spoke.

“I love that.”

Working with Jeongguk for a new song was something you didn’t expect. You expect to experience mental block and you definitely expect to be nervous while working with him. However, the things you expect didn’t come through.

As you share your writings with him, he loves it. You don’t know if he really likes it but every time you let him review your works, the only thing that’s going out of his mouth is full of compliments. Sometimes, he adds something, but he loves your overall work which you cannot actually believe.

You also learned to be comfortable around him. You learned to stay calm whenever he’s near and honestly, he doesn’t even make you feel uncomfortable in general. You enjoy telling stories and you can also punch a joke. The trust is, what he shows in front of the camera and his fans are what he really is in reality. Nothing even changed.

“That faint voice of yours that grazed me

Please call my name one more time

I’m standing still under the frozen light, but

I will walk towards you, step by step

Still with you”

As you opened your eyes after you sang, you saw him staring at you. He’s there sitting in front of you, and he didn’t bother breaking his eye contact. He looked like he’s lost in his thoughts, so you called his name.

“What do you think?” You asked, a hopeful smile lingers in your face.

“I-it’s perfect.”

“Are you sure? You looked like you wanted to say something.” You chuckled.

“No, you’re amazing, y/n. You’re always amazing.” Genuine smile flashed on his face as your cheeks turned crimson. You immediately looked away before he saw your reaction.

“I think we’re ready to record this.” He said and you immediately shook your head.

“Wait! My notes aren’t perfect yet. I need a little more practice, honestly.” You proceed to read the lyrics in the paper you’re holding. You’ve been practicing with him for a week, and you feel like you haven’t mastered the song while Jeongguk did it perfectly during practice.

“Y/n, do you know how amazing of an artist you are?” You were taken aback by what he just said. “Ever since I’ve heard your music for the first time, I know in myself that you’ll eventually shine with the talent you have.” Jeongguk stood up from his seat and you were just staring at him. He came to you and took the paper you’re holding. “You can record this song on the spot, and I know that it will be a hit. That’s how amazing you are.” Heat suddenly fills your body, and you start to sweat in your forehead for how near Jeongguk is in front of you while holding the paper.

Being complimented by your idol is a big thing for you. From the moment you first had a proper conversation in the BBMA after party until now, he never stopped praising you. Every praise that comes out of his mouth makes your heart combust. And even though you’ve received multiple compliments from him, you still have the same reaction.

Despite Jeongguk saying that you don’t have to practice, he still let you take your time. When the recording day comes, you are sweating buckets and you try your best to calm down. Before the recording starts, you were surprised when Jeongguk suddenly caressed your right hand.

“You can do this. We can do this.” He smiled.

When the recording ended successfully, you immediately felt relief. You never felt so happy finishing a recording before. You just finish recording a song with the person you admire the most.

“You did a great job, y/n.” Jeongguk compliments as he smiles at you.

“You also did. Thank you for accepting this collaboration.”

“It’s my pleasure to be working with you.”

You weren’t planning on celebrating the success of the recording. At Least not with Jeongguk because you only celebrate things that are related to him with Christine. And yet he invited you for dinner along with the team. You felt bad because you were the one who was supposed to invite him but he’s the one who did it.

It would be perfect if you had a chance to eat outside the company but unfortunately, it’s too late already and dine-in are close so the only option is to have a delivery.

You expect it to be a quick dinner since it is late already, but Christine also ordered a can of beer. You thought that Jeongguk won’t drink but surprisingly, he did. They also encouraged you to drink since you don’t have a tight schedule.

You’re not a person who likes to drink but tonight, beer tastes so good. You thought that instead of buying cake in celebration of something, it’ll be much better to buy a can of beer to celebrate things.

Everyone was having so much fun and you were so focused on listening to their funny stories that you didn’t notice you were starting to get drunk. You don’t really remember the last time you drank, and you also don’t remember the last time you got drunk. It felt like you were experiencing it for the first time.

“Y/n, are you okay?” Christine asked beside you and you nod before smiling at her.

But honestly, you started to feel dizzy. The funny thing is, you suddenly felt so confident about everything.

“How about you, y/n? Who's the singer you looked up to when you were a kid?” You looked at Jay, one of the music producers of the company as he asked you. They were talking about music, and you didn’t notice that because you suddenly lost your thoughts.

You think of the singer you listened to when you were young. There are a lot, honestly.

“Adele and Mariah Carey. I love their songs and performances.” You answered while looking at the can of beer you’re holding. You then looked at Jeongguk sitting in front of you with a slight smile on his face.

“But do you know who I really looked up to?” You chug the can of beer before you speak again. “Jeon Jeongguk.”

Everyone suddenly looked at you and you startled when Christine pinched your side. When you look at her, she’s glaring at you. You’ve heard comments like ‘wow’ ‘ohh’ and such which tempts you to tell more.

“Do y’all want to know a secret?” Your voice becomes louder, and everyone is cheering at you while Christine is trying to stop you. “That I am the biggest fan of Jeon Jeongguk.” You pointed at the person in front of you. As they scream and cheer, Christine is fuming mad beside you, but you don’t care. Your eyes seem to look sleepy but you’re alive and enthusiastic.

“When did you start to become a fan?” Sungdeuk, the company choreographer asked.

“Seven years ago? He’s only in the music industry for a year at that time.” Sungdeuk shakes you because of his excitement. “Do y’all believe that I’ve been into his meet and greet events multiple times?!” As everyone’s shouting, you looked at Jeongguk in front of you. “I’m a full-time fan of yours before I became a full-time music artist.” You chuckled and Christine immediately pulled you out of your seat.

“Ouch!” You pulled your arm from Christine.

“Don’t be a killjoy! Let her enjoy, Christine!” Yohan, one of the music producers said.

“Yeah, let her enjoy. She isn’t so drunk.” Jay added.

“What?! Are you going to wait for her until she gets wasted?! Y’all stupid.” She shouts before she walks out with you.

You left the room minutes ago, but You didn’t leave Jeongguk’s mind even though the night was over.

Jeongguk is in the comfort of his bed as he recalls the things you’ve said a while ago and until now, he didn’t know if what you said earlier were true or not. But one thing for sure, he remembers you. Not the person he knows right now but the person he used to see before.

Jeongguk sense familiarity to you when you met him in BBMA. He felt like he had already met you before. Yes, he knows you and he has seen you numerous times but during the BBMA is the only time he had a chance to build a conversation with you. It turns out, he’s wrong. It wasn’t the first time he had a conversation with you.

He suddenly got up and went to his working desk and he immediately opened his laptop. As he opened his laptop, he immediately went to an old folder. He wasn’t sure if it was still there but fortunately, he found the folder he’s looking up.

‘1st year anniversary meets and greet’

He instantly clicked the file and tons of pictures were gathered in the folder. It was a picture of him celebrating his first-year anniversary with his fans and as he was browsing the photos for a while now, he hadn't seen the person who he wanted to see.

Maybe I was wrong. He thought.

But when he saw a certain image, he was stunned.

It was a stolen shot of you talking to him and when he clicked the next photo, it was a photo of the both of you smiling in the camera.

He’s been in front of his laptop as he browses more of the folders of his events from the same year. Fansigns, comeback stage, birthday, he saw you.

But when he checked the folders of the following year, you weren’t there anymore. He figured that you’re on your training that time.

“You’ve captured a lot of hearts as they find comfort from your music.”

He remembers you saying that to him during a fansign and you repeat the exact same words during BBMA.

—

“Unnie, what am I going to do! Oh my god I want to die!” You were at your bed crumbling in your comforter as you buried your face in the pillow.

“I was stopping you for god’s sake, but you don’t want to stop! If I only knew that’s how you’ll act, I won’t let you drink.”

“If you didn’t order tons of beer, it won’t turn out that way.” You cried.

“So, you’re blaming me now?!” You immediately shake your head when she raises her voice.

“I’m so doomed.”

“Don’t worry. They only think you’re joking around since you’re drunk.” Christine gets up from the couch and walks towards the bedside table to give you the glass of water. “Drink your water to stay hydrated.”

“I have to apologize to him or guilt’s going to eat me up alive.” You said as you take the glass and drink from it.

“Embarrassment already eats you alive, darling.”

When you heard your phone chimes on the top of your bedside table, you lazily reached it. But when you see who’s on your notification, your eyes immediately go wide.

You got a message from Jeongguk.

“Hey. How are you feeling? Hope you didn’t get a hangover haha”

“Oh my god.” You dropped your phone to the bed as you covered your whole face in embarrassment.

“You’re right. Embarrassment already eats me alive.”

Instead of being productive today, you stayed at your bed sulking in your situation. You exchanged a couple of conversations with Jeongguk and you already apologized for your actions last night. You were supposed to be happy because you’re now texting with him, yet you can’t help but to feel so embarrassed. The secret you’ve been hiding for years is now revealed and the worst thing is, you revealed it in front of him. Although you kinda guess that he doesn’t believe in your shits, there’s a probability that he’ll find you weird.

The following weeks, you’ve been working in preparation of your comeback album. You’ve already recorded the new song that’ll be included in the album and you’re now working in the music video. The title track in this album is entitled ‘under the blue sky’. You were looking forward to this music video because it was your second favorite song you’ve composed for this album. Of course, the first one will be the song you’ve collaborated with Jeongguk.

“And, cut! Okay, let’s have a break before we proceed to the next scene.” The director said.

Your assistant immediately came to you to give you your bottled water and napkin to wipe your sweats. You were taken aback while you were walking when you saw Jeongguk standing beside Christine. He’s wearing casual clothes while holding a paper bag while showing his perfect smile. You are suddenly stunned from where you are and can’t help but to stare. He’s standing tall and he looks so dreamy.

“Hello, y/n.” He greeted and even though he walked towards you, you were still preoccupied with his beauty. “I had nothing to do so I’ve thought of visiting you here today.” He handed you the paper bag he’s holding. You slowly take it and you glance inside of it. It's food.

Whispers and murmurs suddenly fill the place, and you know for sure that people are concluding something.

“T-thank you.” You stuttered. “You shouldn’t bother.” Your voice is soft and it’s almost a whisper, but he heard it.

“It’s okay. Besides, I insist. Wanted to check up on you.” He smiled and made your knees melt.

Having Jeongguk in the shoot is something you didn’t expect. You were extremely surprised when he visited you and to be honest, it affects your performance. You were tense the whole time he’s watching, and you wanted the grounds to eat you when the director called out your performance. You were delighted when Jeongguk visited you here but watching you do the shoot is different. 90% of the time that you’re with him, you’re always nervous and what more that he’s watching you? You weren’t prepared for this.

Before you shoot your next scene, Jeongguk informs you that he had to leave. You had a quick conversation before he finally left. You suddenly feel bad because you didn’t have the chance to talk more, and he even went here to visit you. But you’re at work and you can’t control your time right now.

For months, you’ve been so busy in preparation of your comeback album. It was exhausting yet fun. For months, the longest time you can sleep is 4 hours and you have to wake up early in the morning the next day. That’s who your routine happens to and honestly, this is your routine every comeback, so you weren’t surprised. As your comeback approaches, you start to feel anxious, yet you look forward to it.

This is the first time you’ll have someone in your album. Someone who works on a song with you. Someone you enjoyed composing and recording music with and someone who’s been special since day one. The thing that makes this album special is the fact that Jeongguk is in it. You were beyond grateful that you worked with the biggest male artist and the person who inspires you to choose this industry. You’ve been so grateful because Jeongguk made you do things you never know that’s possible. You were so grateful for Jeongguk and yet, you haven’t had a chance to say it to him.

A day before the release of your album, you were thinking of inviting Jeongguk for a dinner, but you were hesitant as he might be busy, or he simply declined. You wanted to show your genuine appreciation for him, however, you don’t really know how and the only thing you can think of is to invite him for something.

But you ended up messaging him. You decided to set aside the irrelevant things that’s running in your mind, and you just want to let your artist self to show your appreciation. Your dreams did come true, and it was indeed because of him.

You’ve been expecting two things when you invited him. It’s either he’ll decline, or he’ll accept but you never thought that he’ll say yes and he’s expecting it to happen now.

“I am actually near your apartment. I can come by if you want.”

You panicked at his message because you weren’t planning it to happen now and most definitely not in your chaotic apartment! You were walking back and forth, and you massage your temple as you think of what you’re going to reply. You expect him to at least tell you when he’s available so you both can adjust.

But he mentioned that he’s available right now.

Damn it.

“I was planning it for another day actually haha but if you want it now, I don’t mind :)”

You covered your face as you sent your response.

“Oh no I thought it was for today. I’m sorry haha”

You were staring at his response as your mind went blank. You have no idea what you’re going to say. Should you still invite him?

“But you can come over if you want.”

The next thing you know, you’re now cleaning your apartment as fast as possible. Your apartment is really messy because you didn’t get the chance to clean up since you’ve been so busy and now, you’re panicking that you forgot to order food. You were about to reach for your phone to order some food when you heard the bell ring.

Holy shit.

When the bell rang for the second time, you immediately went to open the door and there you see Jeongguk standing in front of you while holding a two paper bag.

“You’re so fast! I haven’t ordered anything yet!” He chuckled at what you said.

“You don’t have to. I already got takeouts.” He responded as he raised the paper bags he’s holding.

You suddenly felt conscious as he entered your apartment. He left his shoes beside the door and he’s looking around to check your home. You want to say something, but you don’t know what to say and your consciousness is killing you.

“I invite you so I should be the one buying food for us.” You said when he put down the paperbag on the table.

“You said, you haven’t ordered.” He smirked.

“Yes, but I can do it—

“This is enough for us, y/n. Unless you invite other people?” You immediately shook your head. “Then it’s enough.” He smiles at you.

He takes out the food inside the paper bag. They were different dishes. It has chicken, pork and soup. You walk towards him as you take away the container he’s holding.

“I can do this.” You spoke. “I’m sorry for inviting you at this hour. I even forgot to order food.”

“Y/n, it’s okay! I don’t mind.” You were stunned when he held your shoulder as he looked at you. You were suddenly out of air, so you instantly walked backward.

Having Jeon Jeongguk in your apartment is on a different level. He got to see part of you. What’s inside your apartment, things you displayed and see where you rest most of your time. It was an impulsive move to invite him in here, but you somehow enjoy his presence in your home.

Your dinner with him is wonderful. You do expect it to be uncomfortable, but it turns out so well. You had a wonderful conversation with him, and you were glad that he somehow shared things with you. Even though it’s personal. You had talked about music, a thing you love the most and you do take this opportunity to share what music is meant for you. You’ve been wanting to let him know this ever since. It was actually your goal. For you to share the same interests.

“It really hits you differently when you do the things you love. Even though you got tired, you still want to do it over and over again.” You take a sip of your wine as you speak. “That’s why I’m really thankful that I got to know you.” You smile genuinely.

Jeongguk can’t take his eyes off you as you were speaking. He was staring a lot yet you weren’t aware. There is something in you that he really likes but he can’t identify what it is. Maybe your personality, your beliefs and dedication or your beauty. You somehow can’t leave his mind and the longer he stares, the deeper he thinks he’ll fall.

“Were you really a fan of mine?” He asks softly. He already knows the answer, but he wanted it to come from you.

You were taken aback from his question, and you take a moment to pause. You looked away thinking of an answer. Should you just tell the truth? Should you just be honest?

You looked at him and you smiled awkwardly. “W-why did you ask?”

“When we were drinking with the team. You said you’re a big fan.” He smiles playfully and your whole face turns red.

“Honestly, yeah. I’m a big fan.” You tell the truth.

“Since when?”

“When I first heard you singing seesaw on the radio in our car.” You end up telling him how you became a fan of his. You were extremely embarrassed by admitting to him, but he won’t stop smiling as you speak.

You’ve told him your story of idolizing him. You’ve told him the ups and downs, you’ve told him the things you’ve experienced, you’ve told him how he inspires you; you’ve told him how his music heals you and you’ve told him that he was the person who influenced you on being someone you are right now. You don’t know how you got the courage to tell everything, but you speak as the person who adores him the most. You really wanted to make him feel how he makes you feel. You wanted to let him know that I am just one of the people who became his biggest inspiration.

You were crying. You can’t believe that you are crying by just expressing how you feel. You were crying because you got the chance to express yourself towards him in your own home. You were crying because he’s in front of you listening to the things you said. You were crying because your dream came true. Jeon Jeongguk finally listens to you. He finally knows your music. He finally knows who you are. Not just as a music artist, but someone who loves him the most.

#jungkook au #jungkook oneshot #jungkook x reader #jeongguk #jeonjk #bts #bts au #bts scenarios #jungkook scenarios #jungkook idol au #fluff #bts oneshot #through the stars

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Summary: While on tour, Jungkook gets a phone call from his girlfriend that turns his whole world upside down.

Author’s Note: This could easily be turned into a series but I haven’t decided if I will or not. I just started classes so I may not have time to write for a while, but I’ve had this story idea (this scenario in particular) in my head for a few months now and I wanted to put it out into the world so let me know what you think!

Warnings: Mentions of sex, stressful situations.

Tags: Angst, fluff (kinda? JK is sweet and supportive.)

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“Kookie… baby, I need to talk to you. Something happened.” You sniffled through your words, and you could’ve sworn you could hear Jungkook’s heart stop through the phone.

“Something happened? What’s going on, Y/N?” He asked.

He was in a hotel suite with Jimin and Taehyung when you called, and the question he asked you caused both of them to look up from their own phones with concerned faces. Jungkook paid them no mind, rushing into a private room with the door shut and locked.

You struggled to answer him, your lip quivering but not allowing the words to come out before you just broke down. You sobbed on the phone, and Jungkook’s heart broke knowing that he couldn’t be near you. He didn’t know what had happened and at that moment, he didn’t need to know. He just needed to hold you in his arms.

“Baby…” He said gently through the phone. “I don’t know what happened but you need to tell me, ok? Whatever it is, I’ll make it better. I’ll make it go away. But I can’t protect you if you don’t tell me.”

“Kookie, I’m so sorry.” You sobbed. “I’m so, so, so sorry, it was an accident. I don’t know how they got it, they hacked my phone or something and I don’t know how, and-“

“Hey, slow down baby.” He said though a veneer of calmness. “Let’s go slow, ok? Your phone was hacked, and someone got something? What did they get?”

There was a moment of pause for you to collect yourself, sniffling and wiping tears with your sleeve, gathering yourself enough to admit to him what was taken.

“The video.” You said quietly. “That video. From when I was visiting you in your hotel in New York a few weeks ago.”

Jungkook’s heart sank and his eyes widened, his stomach doing flips at the spike of anxiety. But he had to stay calm for you, he knew you needed him to be collected.

“Ok.” He said, nodding his head. “Did they take anything else from you baby?”

“No.” You whimpered. “They never took any texts or photos I sent you or anything, just the video.”

“Ok baby. Listen, I’m going to fix this, ok? I’ll make it better like I promised. You trust me, right?”

“Yeah, I do.” You said, your tears coming back. “I love you so much.” You cried.

“I love you too, baby.” He said, his heart shattering at the sound of you crying. “I love you so, so much. I’m on your team, ok? I’m in your corner, right here beside you. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Ok.” You whispered. “I’m so embarrassed, Kookie. That was just supposed to be for us, I don’t want anyone else seeing us like that.”

“I know, baby.” He said, his protective nature bubbling. “I’m going after whoever did this, and nobody else will see it, ok? I promise. When I find out who took that from you, I swear to God…”

There was a pause. A silence lingering in the air for a bit, broken up slightly by the sound of you trying to collect yourself. Jungkook wanted so badly to wrap you up in his arms and keep you close, acting as a shield to protect you from the ugliness of the situation. The thought of his girl, the love of his life, feeling humiliated and scared because someone else saw what only he should see was heart breaking and angering.

“Listen, baby,” He said softly. “I know you won’t want to do this… but I have to tell Namjoon.”

“Wait, what? Why?” You cried.

“When something goes wrong, we need to tell him so our management can deal with it.” Jungkook explained gently. “I know, baby. I know you don’t want anyone finding out. I don’t want anyone knowing what happened either, but a few people have to know so we can prevent this from getting bigger, ok?”

“Ok…” You said, hesitantly. “I’m so scared, Kookie.”

“Hey, hey. Don’t be scared.” He cooed. “I’m right here, I’ve got you. We’ll get through this, ok? Listen to me… I love you, Y/N. Don’t worry too much. We’ll be ok.”

“Ok… I love you too.” You said gently.

“I’m going to hang up now and talk to Namjoon, ok baby? Why don’t you try to get some sleep, it’s late.”

“I don’t know if I can sleep.” You laughed softly to yourself.

“I know, but just try to get some rest. I’ll talk to Namjoon about coming home soon to be with you. I miss you.”

“I miss you, too.” You whispered. “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.” He whispered back, before you both hung up the phone.

As soon as the call was over, he felt his blood boiling. The thought of you being scared, humiliated and sobbing over the phone to him was enough to set him off. Jungkook was always the protective boyfriend, even in small situations, but with a situation as big as this one? He felt like he was ready to go to war.

He marched out of the room to meet the stares of Jimin and Taehyung, their eyes big and puzzled. But he paid their “What was that?” questions no mind. He needed to find Namjoon.

He went down the hall to Namjoon’s room and knocked, waiting for his hyung to open the door. Before Namjoon could even open the door completely, Jungkook barged in and told him they needed to talk.

“Whoa, whoa. Ok.” Namjoon said. “What’s going on?”

“They took our video Namjoon-hyung. They fucking took it off of her phone, and she called me crying and she’s scared-“

“Hold on.” Namjoon cut him off. “They took what off of who’s phone?”

“Y/N’s phone.” Jungkook responded. “There’s a…. Uh… private video on there, of us… together… that was taken.”

“… Jungkook.” Namjoon said, looking at him sternly. “Exactly what type of video is it?”

There was a moment of silence before Jungkook could push his answer past his lips, as though even just murmuring the words to his hyung would end his career right then and there.

“A sex tape.” Jungkook said softly. “They stole our sex tape off Y/N’s phone.”

#jungkook x reader #jungkook angst #Jungkook fluff #bts x reader #bts fluff #bts angst #jungkook fanfic #Jungkook fanfics #jungkook idol au

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bangtaninborderland · 2 years

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JHS: Twisted feelings Series Masterlist

Summary: After working at an award show for 2 years everything had become normal, idols were no longer exciting to see, performances became dull and every day blended together, that was until an unexpected man asked for your help.

Warnings: eventual smut

Genre: idol au, strangers to lovers, angst, fluff, smut, ft ot7

Tag list: comment to be added!

Updates: 1 chapter a week!

𝙊𝙉𝙀 ⇒ 𝙏𝙒𝙊 ⇒ 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀 ⇒ FOUR ⇒ FIVE ⇒ SIX ⇒

SEVEN ⇒ EIGHT ⇒ NINE ⇒ TEN ⇒ ELEVEN ⇒

TWELVE ⇒ THIRTEEN ⇒ FOURTEEN ⇒

FIFTEEN ⇒ SIXTEEN ⇒ SEVENTEEN ⇒

EIGHTEEN ⇒ NINETEEN ⇒ TWENTY ⇒

TWENTY ONE ⇒ TWENTY TWO ⇒

TWENTY THREE ⇒ TWENTY FOUR ⇒

TWENTY FIVE ⇒ TWENTY SIX ⇒

TWENTY SEVEN ⇒ TWENTY EIGHT ⇒

TWENTY NINE ⇒ THIRTY ⇒ EPILOGUE

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7ndipity · 9 months

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Dating a fellow Idol headcanons

Jungkook x Idol!Reader

Warnings: none, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! I hope you like it!

Masterlist

Requests are open

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This concept makes me smile sm, because you know y'all would be such a chaotic duo, I love it.

I could see him being a little hesitant about dating within the industry due to hectic schedules and privacy issues, but as soon as you met, all that felt kinda irrelevant, because you both have to deal with that anyway, relationship or not.

As a result, you're an odd mix of chill and protective when it comes to your relationship going public. Because you're not really trying to hide it, but you're also not lending any info either.

Like, it's kinda one of the worst kept secrets atm, because it's not even a secret. Y'all are just living your lives, and if people catch on, then good for them.

But he also won't hesitate to call out any hate or shit talk when he sees it.

Similar to what I said about Tae, you two get soo much enjoyment out of doing things to freak everyone out.

Late night livestreams together that spiral into absolute chaos. "Oh yeah, and y/n's here too!" *Off camera* "👋Hi"

The fans love seeing you have fun together tho.

Your biggest hype man. Like, he's doing album unboxings, reacting to your MVs.

"Wah, y/n looks cool. Everyone, you're jealous, right?"

Still possessive tho

*reading comments* "please tell y/n I love them"? Noo, they're mine!"

You still tease each other all the time though. "What even is this concept? There is a literal apocalypse happening, why are you still trying to hook up with this girl?!"

So. Many. Tiktok. Dances.

Constantly teases about a collab, tho who knows if/when we'll get it.(we will, don't worry)

#jungkook reaction #jungkook imagine #jungkook scenarios #jungkook headcanons #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #jungkook x idol!reader #jungkook idol au #bts scenarios #bts reaction #bts reactions #bts requests #bts headcanons #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts x idol!reader #bts idol au #7ndipity

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Intervention I | Jaeyeon

Jae on tour and Mijung keeps pissing off Yoongi, a reluctant Jungkook talks to Jaeyoen

Words count: 4732

Waning: Mental abuse, eating disorder, Body image, cursing

Jaeyoen’s masterlist

August 2015

BigHit had finally agreed to make Jae’s and Namjoon’s request come true after years of them asking, it was finally the right time to do so. They had agreed to them working on a song together and releasing it, the duo of oldest friends were over the moon, Namjoon was one of the people Jae looked up to when it came to the craft of music making. The song was set to drop next month with no promotion, no nothing, just a collaboration between two artists from the same company.

Jaeyeon didn’t know that Jungkook had also asked to make a song with her, he’d brought it up with Jimin and Taehyung once, and both had egged him on to just ask their manager and see where it goes, and that had set things in motion, the company were thinking about it, and that was a step, but if they wanted to do it, they had to do it fast, since the last three months of the year was busy for Jaeyeon, she had a tour that’ll end a week before the start of awards season, so she had to practice her performances for those while she was on tour.

Once it was brought up to Jaeyeon Jungkook’s wishes she had jumped in and agreed to do so, she hadn’t done any collabs with anyone really so the opportunities were making her over the moon.

Working with other people was a whole other experience for the female idol so used to only working on her own. She loved not being in a group as she doesn’t think she’ll be able to fit in with other girls and have the freedom she has in her music but it did get lonely while performing on stage. That thought made Jaeyeon bring up the possibility of Jungkook and Namjoon performing their songs with her on stage whilst she’s on her tour.

Bang PD didn’t see what would be the problem and had agreed to her request, thus the rest of the year for Jaeyeon was filled to the brim, the female barely had time to breathe, but she made time to see MiJung as much as she could, it wasn’t as much as they used to be but it was something, he wasn’t complaining and wasn’t acting clingy but always made sure to check in on her. He always seemed to watch her show on Vlive and sent her feedback. Mostly on her weight and diet recommendation.

Her song with Namjoon was called Umbrella, while hers and Jungkook’s is called Watcha Doing. she was so excited for the surprise songs for her fans, she hoped they’d like it.

While everything was getting ready to be released, Jaeyeon had made a cover of Bangtan’s Butterfly and posted on YouTube, in a Vlive she told her fans she’ll try to do a cover of some of her favorite songs every once and a while, which filled her comments with song requests.

Once the songs dropped a few weeks after that, at first it gained a lot of attention from her fans, before someone came out with the rumor that it was all for attention, for BTS to get more fans. JaeYeon however, being known to not take hate directed at her friends well did a Vlive.

“I read some of Loves comments on my collab songs with Namjoonie and Jungkookie, and I don’t like you guys, Namjoon and I have known each other since before I even debuted, and we’ve been working towards a collab for a while now, and Jungkookie’s voice goes well with mine, you can’t even deny it, we’ve been friends for years. I promise you nothing bad is happening behind the scenes, and yes if Bangtan gets a little more fans from it, what’s wrong with that? ALL collabs make fans of two artists mush together it’s a worldwide fact, so remember my loves, spread love and positivity only, we’re all friend and want the best for each other, so be friends with ARMYs like I’m friends with Bangtan, let’s be siblings groups and fandoms.”

It’s safe to say that no Loves decided to say anything about the collabs, cause Jae’s stans just snapped back hard.

For her first day on tour, in Seoul, Jungkook will join her for her performance, Namjoon had another schedule that came up last minute making the set list change and have only Jungkook performing with her. Jaeyeon was just happy that Jungkook didn’t have anything planned for that day.

Seven songs in and it was time for Jungkook to come on stage, Hobi and Jin had also come to watch the concert backstage, Jaeyeon had already finished half of her setlist.

“I know you’re all expecting Little me as it’s turn on the set list, but since today is the first day on tour, I’ve a little surprise for you.'' With that the music started and the fans screamed, they weren’t expecting this at all, Jaeyeon started singing and Jungkook wasn’t on stage so the fans thought that maybe she’d do it all on her own or have a backing track with Jungkook’s voice. But when he was lifted into the middle of the stage the screams were louder than they had been that day. Jaeyeon was on the farthest point on stage from Jungkook, and as they sang they got closer and closer until they were in the middle looking at each other as they finished up the song. Both idols were smiling as much as they could while singing, the chemistry between the two was through the roof and their voices just mushed together, it just worked so good for them. The Fans were just amazed at the simple performance and how despite its simplicity it left an impact. Finishing the song while staring deeply into each others eyes, they stood there for a moment, under this lighting with all those fans in the audience, for some reason she found herself just realising that Jungkook isn't the 15 year old anymore and that he’s now 18. When did that happen?

Turning to the crowd, Jaeyeon gave them a gain trying to distract herself and focus on anything but Jungkook by her side who is now taller than herself, when did he grow up?

“Give it up to Jungkook!” Jaeyeon shouted to the crowd who clapped and screamed for the duet, Jungkook bowed to the crowd. “Thank you for joining me today.”

“No, no thank you Noona for having me.” Jungkook said in the mic, he glanced at the amount of fans in the arena. “This has been an amazing experience.”

“It has been amazing for me too, it's very rare for me to get to perform with other people, I got to say that I enjoyed it so much I might ask you to come back for more.” Jaeyeon said and the fans cheered for the proposition.

“Just tell me when.” Jungkook replied and Jaeyeon giggled with a nod.

“I’ll see you Loves, with our regularly scheduled setlist right after the break, don’t go anywhere.” Jaeyeon said cheekily to the fans, Jungkook waved to the fans as they left the stage, both were sweating form all the lights on from the stage, Jaeyeon was so tired, she barely ate anything all day, she was so nervous she literally couldn’t stomach ANYTHING. However she didn’t have time for anything, she had to change her outfit and get ready to get back out there. Once off stage she pulled Jungkook in for a surprising hug, the male idol quickly hugged her back, his arms wrapped around her waist, he frowned as he felt how thin she’s gotten, worry filled his thoughts, he tried to push it away for now, promising himself to focus on his Noona's eating habits from now on, just as they went to pull away, Jungkook found himself having to wrap his arms around her a bit tighter, Jaeyeon's weight fell onto him, the staff that was surrounding them acted as if they went through this many times and fans were directed to face her, she hasn’t lost consciousness but she was close to.

A staff member saw the panic in Jungkook's wide doe eyes and went up next to him.

“She’s conscious, she’s just tired, she’s probably dehydrated, it happens, just support her weight and don’t let her fall.”

“Okay.” Jungkook barely breathed out, Jaeyeon moved a little in his arms, her hands were around his neck from when they were hugging.

“Can you carry her to the dressing room?” a staff member asked and Jungkook nodded, in one quick movement he had her bridal style in his arms, her face moved from his neck where it had rested when she lost all strength in her body, her eyes were barely open, fans were on her as they moved quickly down hallways until they reached her dressing room. Once Jin and Hobi saw the scene in front of them they jumped up from the chairs they were sitting on, and tried to rush to Jaeyeons side but a word from a medical staff member had them halting and giving her space, Jungkoom laid her down on the sofa and ice was pressed to her body to help cool her down. A water bottle with a straw was pressed to her lips, and she automatically started taking small sips of water stopping every once and a while. It seemed she was regaining her strength, Jungkoom stood a step back to watch what's happening with wide eyes. He couldn’t believe what's happening in front of him and he wonders how many times has this happened before.

“Okay all males out, and everyone who doesn’t have a reason to be here out as well.” A female shouted and slowly the room emptied, they'll start on helping Jaeyeon change, she had ten minutes to retain her strength, change and get back on stage. Having her changed and ready would help speed the process. This had happened a couple times before on her last tour and the staff with her were all mainly the same, they knew the drill by now.

Four minutes later Jaeyeon was changed and in the makeup chair, she was almost back to her strength, she knew once on stage adrenaline would come through and she’ll be able to push through to the end of the concert, she had a couple of days before her concert in Tokyo do that’ll give her enough time to regain her full strength. With her make-up touched up and having eaten an energy bar and drank a couple water bottles, Jaeyeon came out of her dressing room. The three Bangtan members were all standing near the door, it was 3 minutes till Jaeyeon was back on stage.

“I’m alright.” She told them with a smile, they had all rushed near her once they saw her. “Just a bit tired, don’t worry.”

Before they could say anything she was rushed to get in position, and her three friends could do nothing but watch.

“It's only the first day.” Hobi said with a shake of his head, Jin placed a hand on Jungkook's shoulder as he saw the distress on his face.

“I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Seokjin said, trying to convince himself as well as the guys. Jaeyeon’s cousin was present the whole time, she wouldn’t let Jae do anything that'll harm her. He’ll have to bring it up with Yoongi.

“Come on Jungkook, let's watch the rest of the concert.” Hobi pulled the youngest after him, he had turned silent after what happened too lost in his thoughts.

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Two days later

Yoongi and Jae’s cousin had a long talk on the phone, after Jin and Hobi had told him what had happened at the concert, after he questioned Jungkook he went straight to her cousin, who in turn confirmed what was happening. They had agreed to talk to MiJung about what happened since she seemed to listen to him a lot these days, Yoongi wasn’t happy about that fact, he despised it, but her cousin was able to convince him, she spends the most time with Jae and she knows that he’ll have the most influence on Jae nowadays. So Yoongi called him up and the conversation went a little like this…

Y: Hi, this is Yoongi.

M: Uh Hi?

Y: I got your number from Jae’s cousin.

M: Okay, Why?

Y: Well, I wanted to talk to you.

M: Obviously *eye roll*

Y: Look it’s Jaeyeon, she almost passed out at her concert a few days ago, and it’s only her first concert.

M: I haven’t seen anything like that, she looked okay on stage and she sounded fine when I talked to her after.

Y: Obviously what goes behind the scenes is different, it's our jobs to keep it hidden and not let the fans see it… that’s not the point-

M: What is the point? I don’t see why you’re telling me this.

Yoongi was beyond confused at the nonchalant attitude MiJung was showing.

Y: W-What? To talk to her, as her boyfriend I expect you want what’s best for her.

M: Uh huh, okay well, I’ll see what I can do. bye.

Yoongi stared at his phone in exasperation, he has no idea what Jaeyeon sees in him, honestly she can do so much better than that douche. He needs to have a serious talk with her once she finishes the tour, this can’t go on for long.

Yoongi doubted MiJung would talk to Jaeyeon but he did talk to her, once he ended the call with Yoongi he called her, it took her a few moments before she picked up, she was heading in to practice, she had to go over a few songs for the tour and go over the routines she has for MAMA and MMA.

“Hey love.” Jaeyeon said in English, smiling when she saw his name, her cousin Sani looking up from her phone, she was driving Jaeyeon to the building.

“I just heard what happened at the concert a few days ago.” He went straight in, his tone wasn’t happy or light, like she's used to making her frown and her attitude and mood did a whole 180.

“You did?” She asked, sounding timid, making Sani raise an eyebrow and glance at her cousin.

“Yes, and I want to say I’m proud that despite you not eating and following the diets we’ve set up for you, you’ve been able to perform well.” Hearing his words made Jaeyeon smile to herself, and nod.

“I’m glad then.”

“Yeah, what I’m not happy about is your performance with Jungkook.” Jaeyeon bit her lip and frowned once more, her mood changing so fast since she picked up the phone call that it scared Sani. “I don’t like how you two looked at each other, is he even legal?”

“He’s 18.” Jaeyeon muttered, and looked out the window to try and distract herself a bit, she’s never heard MiJung talk like that before, and she doesn’t know how to feel about it. “But i don’t know wh-”

“That's not the point, I don’t want you to talk to him.” He huffed, Jae knew that there's no way she can stop talking to Jungkook even IF she wanted to.

“I-uh I can’t.” She stuttered, her eyes flickering nervously.

“Why the FUCK not?” His voice rose, Sani could even hear him now, her eyes went wide, almost pulling over to talk to the A-hole that was talking to her cousin. She couldn’t understand what he was saying but raising his voice is enough to piss her off.

“We’re in the same company and we’ve made a song together, I can’t not talk to him.” Jaeyeon defended herself frustrated, she doesn't understand how he could ask her that, he himself works with females and has to take some sexy photos with them. Her performance with Jungkook was anything but sexy.

“All I’m hearing is excuses, well have fun with that underaged GD wannabe.” With that he hung up on her, Jaeyeon pulled the phone from her ear and stared at it in shock.

“What just happened? Are you okay?” Sani asked as she turned the corner that would lead the two to BigHit.

“Nothing, I’m fine.” Jaeyeon said and leaned her head on the window, she held in her emotions, she had a long day ahead of her, she’s leaving early tomorrow to head to Tokyo and she can’t have this on the back of her mind, she has too much on her plate already.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

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November 2015

Jae was finally back from tour and had a couple of days off before she finished all her practice and final touches before the awards season.

Jaeyeon didn’t even realise there was a problem with her until she stood on the scale. When did she lose all the weight? She’s happy she lost it, don’t get that wrong. She has been extreme dieting for a while, wanting to lose all the weight that people hated on her so much, her dance practice often went longer than need be, she stayed way past the time all the staff left. She did pilates and went to the gym when she didn’t have a comeback, all that is a reason for her to lose weight, but the number just shocked her. She was once 58 Kg now she’s down to 46 Kg. It's not like she hadn’t noticed she was losing weight her clothes were becoming baggy and loose on her, her stage outfits were all downsized a couple of times but after avoiding the scale for a while, BigHit no longer required her to do a monthly weighting, the change is shocking. Did she want to change her weight? No she didn’t, she likes how her thigh gap is more permanent now and how her arms didn’t jiggle as much and her ribs showed more now. Her mind was convinced that no one noticed her extreme and unhealthy diets and working sessions, how could they, when she didn’t even notice, it wasn’t like she lost all that weight in a week or so, no its been months in the making, and she liked the results. Seeing how she got such results, it gave her motivation to keep going and not give up. Now that she started getting the shape she wanted, that everyone wanted.

BTS maknae line were the ones to first notice how Jaeyeon started skipping group meal time, since she often took them out for food and as time went on that became less of an event and when she did take them out she usually said she had a big lunch/breakfast and ate almost nothing. And so after one of those dinners, the maknae line all gathered in one of the bedrooms in their dorm to talk about what they all noticed.

“It's so weird.” Jimin stated as he took a pillow and placed it on his lap, all three of them all sat on one bed.

“Tell me about it.” Taehyubg agreed playing with the douve, his eyebrows frowned in concentration, as he tried to recall all the odd things their Noona has done lately. “When had Noona ever refused kimbap?”

“She’s been ordering weird stuff the last few times we’ve been out o eat.” Jungkook added he was facing his hyungs who were leaning back onto the headboard.

“Did you notice how much weight she lost?” Taehying asked and both his members confirmed that yes they had noticed.

“And what happened at the beginning of her tour at her first concert.” Jungkook added wincing at the memory, as much as he tried to forget it and only think about their performance, he just couldn’t.

“There’s that too.” Jimin sighed, he glanced at his two friends before saying. “I think either one of us will talk to her or we will tell Yoongi Hyung or Namjoon hyung.”

“Not Namjoon hyung, maybe we tell Yoongi hyung.” Jungkook said knowing that yes her and Nmajoon are close friends, but she’s close with all of them, Yoongi is the closest there's no questions asked when it came to those two.

“I think Jungkook, you should talk to her first.” Taehyung said deep in thought, he knows how his Noona adores the Maknae, and yes she’s closest to Yoongi but she can never refuse Jungkook ever, and she may explode on Yoongi but she won’t do it with Jungkook, when both Jungkook and Jimin ask him why, Taehyung tell them his reason. Jungkook wasn’t convinced but Jimin was already sold.

“That’s actually a smart idea.” Jimin praised the other ‘95 liner. “And it’s totally true, Jungkook, you should do it.”

“I still think Yoongi is better, he knows her the best, what about Sani Noona?”

“We’ll tell them if you aren’t able to get to her.” Jimin said and Taehyung took a hold of Jungkook’s shoulder, making the maknae look at him.

“Jungkook please think about it, we have to do everything we can.” Taehyung said with conviction, making Jungkook think about it for a moment before he exhaled and nodded, making Taehyung hug him and Jimin give him some encouraging words.

Now all he has to do is find the perfect time to talk to her about it.

A few days later

Jungkook was walking through BigHit building with Hobi when he saw a stream of dancers leaving the biggest dance practice room in the building, he knew instantly that this is where Jaeyeon is practising for her MAMA performance.

“Hyung, can I go talk to Jaeyeon Noona for a bit?” Jungkook asked his group dance manager, usually when there’s no dance instructor with them Hobi is the one responsible for guiding the members.

“Uh, yeah sure.” Hobi said, glancing at his phone. “Yoongi told me and Namjoon she hasn’t been doing too well, tell her to come by our room if she has time today.”

“Okay, thank you Hyung.” With that Jungkook jogged to the room to try and catch Jaeyeon before she left. However, he didn’t need to, because once he walked in he saw her going over the choreography in front of the mirror, Jaeyeon saw him right away and her tired face broke into a grin.

“Hey.” She said and walked to the computer they had in the corner and stopped the music, before she got a towel to wipe down the sweat.

“Hey Noona.” Jungkook greets her and walks up to her, it was obvious to Jaeyeon that he was nervous just from the way he walked, making her smile slip a little. “I uh, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Okay, let’s sit down.” Jaeyeon said and they both sat down on chairs that were next to each other.

“Noona, I don’t want you to get this the wrong way or anything…”

“Jungkook-ah, you don’t have to be nervous, I’ve known you for how many years now.” Jaeyeon said encouraging Jungkook, her voice taking a tone she only used with the maknae.

“Well, the thing is, I’m worried for you.” Jungkook got put before he paused to see her reaction, Jaeyeon was confused and it showed on her face.

“Worried? For me? Why?”

“I’ve noticed how you haven’t been eating well, and you’ve lost so much weight and with everything that happened at the concert… I’m just worried.” Jaeeyon blinked a few times trying to come to terms with what Jungkook was saying to her. She’s been in her own bubble when it came to her weight and she ignored everyone that had hinted or said anything about it online, but having Jungkook tell her that to her face it was a shock to her system.

“I uh, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said and sprang up from her chair, walking towards the mirror and started doing some stretches.

“Noona, please don’t take it the wrong way.” Jungkook begged walking up behind Jaeyeon, her back was to him but he was looking at her through the mirror making her avoid all eye contact.

“Jungkook-ah I’m fine, there’s no need for your worry, it's just stress with tour.” She said still not facing him, it hurt Jungkook having her avoiding looking at him, he felt like he did something wrong but he knew it was for her own good.

“Jaeyeon Noona, you’re not listening. What you’re doing to yourself is harmful and we don’t want to see you suffer.” Jungkook said, exacerbated, Jaeyeon turned around and glared at him.

“Yah! I said I’m okay, alright, now leave me alone, I don’t need your help.” She said and sent him one last look before she sidestepped him and left the room in quick and angry steps. Throwing his head back he knew he had to talk to Yoongi about it, if they won’t be able to do anything on their own then he’s willing to go Bang PD himself and tell him.

Jungkook threw his head back and breathed in, closing his eyes he sighed before leaving the room.

In the nearest women's bathroom, Jaeyeon was biting on her bottom lip to try and stop herself from crying, her body shook and tears gathered in her eyes, and she just tried to tell herself to not cry, she still had practice, she didn’t have time for this. Just remember what Mijung has been saying, just remember, remember. It was like a mantra repeating over and over again in her head. Fuck. She feels so broken right now and she just doesn’t know what to do.

Nighttime that day

The boys were finally at their dorm after a long day of practising, they were all tired and wished to do nothing but sleep before they had to do everything again the next day. However Jungkook had to do something else before he went to bed, he found himself knocking on Jin and Yoongi’s shared room door, the youngest called for Jungkook to enter, Jin was in shower giving Jungkook enough time to talk to Yoongi.

“Hyung you must be tired but I wanted to talk to you about something.” Jungkook said from the doorway and Yoongi who was laying on his bed motioned for Jungkook to come in, the maknae shuffled in and sat on Jin’s bed facing Yoongi. “I talked to Jaeyeon Noona today.”

“About what?” Yoongi asked, raising an eyebrow, it wasn’t weird for both Jk and Jae to talk, they’re close and they’ve done a song together, it was weird for Jungkook to talk to Yoongi about it.

“It’s just me and Jimin and Taehyung Hyungs, we’ve noticed that Noona hasn’t been eating a lot lately, and she’s lost a lot of weight, and with what happened at the concert we agreed that maybe I should talk to her, but hyung she-“

“She got pissed off, didn’t she?” Yoongi sighed and sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes. He has recently grown suspicious and Jae’s cousin Sani had noticed something going on with Jae, and it was all now making sense.

“Yeah, I’ve never seen her like that before, and I don’t know what to do, I don’t want Noona to get hurt.” Jungkook said, getting a bit teary eyed, he hated seeing any of his hyungs or Noona hurt, it hit him hard and he always took it worse than many others.

“I know Jungkook-ah, and I’m sure Jaeyeon knows you only talked to her because you care, but she isn’t in the best mental state right now.” Yoongi said sadly, he too hated seeing his friend hurting in this way and he’s 99 percent sure that the asshole of a boyfriend of hers has something to do with it.

“What do I do hyung?” Jungkook asked, his voice wavering.

“Nothing for now, nothing but show support, I’ll talk to Sani, and we’ll bring it to her team's attention, they’re with her more than we are nowadays.” Yoongi said already texting Sani, and he gave Jungkook a small smile to reassure him. “We’ll help her, don’t worry, we won’t let anything happen to her.”

“Okay.” Jungkook replied looking at his hands, clearly still stressed.

“You did good, Jungkook-ah.” Yoongi said, patting his shoulder in a comforting manner. “You did good.”

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