#jungkook nswf
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when i'm quiet on the other side, know that i'm loving you
w.c. around 12k 🤭
pairing. Namjoon x female!reader (also Jungkook & reader used to be together)
genre. Smut. friends to lovers-ish, pwp, angst (bc it wouldn't be me if there wasn't angst lmao), more pwp, AND FLUFF OFC
a/n. NSFW MDNI !!! curse words, alcohol mention, sexual content (fingering, unprotected vaginal penetration, oral m&f!receiving, creampie) ENJOY, let me know if I missed anything okay? <3
You couldn’t help but wonder how different things might have been if you had made a different choice that night so many months ago.
“Did you go out tonight?”
“I didn’t, you?”
“Nah, it’s way too cold tonight, lol,” “I want us to go for a drink though”
“Last week was way colder than tonight lmao”, “when?”
“Tomorrow, is that okay?”
“Yeah tomorrow works, I’m free after 5”
“Pick you up at 7 then.”
Seven moons waxed and waned, each night bearing the weight of a silent longing that lingered in the spaces between heartbeats. In the quiet of those months, the echoes of your last conversation with Jungkook reverberated like whispered secrets carried on the wind, haunting yet distant. Despite growing even closer with Namjoon, part of you remained tethered to the memories of what could have been.
You didn’t remember how this started. Until you honestly stopped to think about it, that is.
You met Namjoon through some mutual friends. Every time you went out with them, he seemed to be there. At first, you didn’t think much of him. He was a cool guy, and all your friends were in love with him, but to you, he was just Namjoon.
Your heart was set on someone else, that being one of the main reasons for your way of thinking.
You thought that Jungkook was finally out of your life. After all those months where he kept you hoping that you’d be together, you opened your eyes and understood that being with him was taking you nowhere.
It wasn’t after two years of being on and off with Jungkook that this mess started to happen. But this isn’t about him anymore. It’s what has been happening ever since.
Several months passed, and you had a trip coming up to Barcelona. Not even a day passed when you found out Namjoon and another one of your mutual friends were in the exact same city as you, at the same time.
You were with some of your college friends. You’d been here for about two days, and all your expectations from this week were below average—until that text came to you.
“I want to see you.”
As Namjoon’s text message flashed on your phone screen, a wave of mixed emotions coursed through you. Memories of seeing him at mutual gatherings, his magnetic charisma, and the undeniable chemistry you both shared suddenly flooded your mind. You couldn’t deny the thrill that his message brought. So, you agreed to meet, not really knowing what to expect.
That night in Barcelona, you and Namjoon decided to explore the city’s vibrant nightlife. The streets were alive with the energy of locals and tourists alike, and the possibilities seemed endless. As you walked through the illuminated streets, the conversation flowed effortlessly.
Namjoon turned to you with a playful glint in his eye. “Barcelona sure knows how to stay alive at night, right?”
You nodded, taking in the enchanting atmosphere. “It does, another city that never sleeps.”
That particular night in Barcelona, you and Namjoon didn’t dwell on the complexities of your dynamic. Instead, you focused on the here and now, indulging in the city’s vibrant nightlife. The streets were alive with the pulsating rhythms of music, and the possibilities for adventure seemed endless.
As you hopped from one lively club to another, the music enveloped you, and you both let loose. You danced together, swaying to the intoxicating beats with occasional laughter and shared glances that needed no words. Namjoon’s occasional hand on your waist or his deep voice softly spoken into your ear amidst the music created a sense of electric chemistry.
In the middle of it all, you reached a state of drunken bliss where the world seemed to blur, and nothing else mattered but the man in front of you. The two of you laughed uncontrollably at inside jokes that would be etched in your mind forever.
It was a night of liberation. The beauty of Barcelona’s nightlife and the intoxication of the moment allowed you to escape into a realm of pure joy.
As the night peaked, the connection between you and Namjoon became more intimate. The night transitioned seamlessly from the vibrant energy of the city to the warmth and comfort of Namjoon’s room.
As you stood on the balcony of Namjoon’s room, overlooking the twinkling city lights below, you felt the warmth of his body radiating towards you. You leaned back against the railing, your heart pounding as you looked up at him. He was so close, yet so far away.
Namjoon’s gaze locked onto you, and he could see the desire burning within your eyes. He felt his own heart quicken, his breath hitching in his throat as he moved closer to you. He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, his touch sending shivers down your spine.
“Namjoon,” you whispered, your voice trembling with need.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a gentle kiss. You melted into him, your arms wrapping around his neck as you deepened the kiss. You could feel his heart pounding in time with your own, bodies pressed together in a dance as old as time.
As you broke apart, gasping for breath, Namjoon trailed his fingers down your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. He could feel the heat radiating off your body, and he knew that you wanted him just as much as he wanted you.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
You nodded, eyes shining with desire. “Yes,” you said, voice barely above a whisper. “I want this. I want you.”
Namjoon’s heart skipped a beat at your words. He leaned in again, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. His hands roamed over your body, exploring every inch of you for the first time. You couldn’t help but moan softly, your body trembling with desire.
He pulled away from the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps. “Fuck,” he whispered, his voice filled with both awe and desperation.
He guided you back to his bed. You looked up at him through hooded eyes, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you tried to catch your breath. “Please,” you begged in a soft voice. “I need you.”
That was all it took to push Namjoon over the edge. He cupped your face in his hands and kissed you fiercely, pouring every ounce of pent-up desire into the kiss.
His hands moved down to the hem of your shirt, and he lifted it over your head in one swift motion, tossing it aside without a second thought. His gaze roamed your exposed skin hungrily, like a starving man who had just been presented with a feast.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with genuine appreciation as he traced the outline of your bra with his fingertips. “You’ve always been so, so beautiful.”
You found yourselves pausing your hunger for a few minutes, basking in each other’s presence. You ended up leaning into the comfort of Namjoon’s arms. Both halted the intensity of the abrupt contact, with comfortable silences filling the gaps as you both lost yourself in the city sounds playing softly in the background. The dim light from the room cast a warm glow on Namjoon’s face, highlighting his features and making him even more irresistible.
Feeling a sudden rush of boldness, you moved closer to him, your body instinctively seeking his warmth. His eyes met yours, a silent question lingering in them. He pulled you even closer into his embrace, your bodies molding together as if they were two pieces of a puzzle.
His scent enveloped you, a mix of his cologne and something uniquely him. Your heart pounded in your chest as you felt his breath tickling the skin of your neck. His fingers traced lazy patterns on your back, causing a shiver to run down your spine. This was new, yet it felt so right.
With a soft sigh, you let your head fall back, exposing the long line of your neck. Namjoon’s lips found that sensitive skin, tracing a path down to the hollow of your throat. His fingers continued their exploration, now sliding through your thighs.
You shivered at his touch, your body begging for more. “Namjoon,” you whispered, your voice husky with desire.
He looked up at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and tenderness. “Yes, y/n?”
“I want you to fuck me,” you confessed. Feeling bolder this time, you thought it was your turn to take your hands downtown. You dipped your hand into the hollow of his stomach before going down to trail kisses along the waistband of his pants. Namjoon groaned as he realized where this was headed.
Before he could protest, not that he would, you made quick work of undoing his belt to remove both it and his pants. Namjoon helped you undo them, his breath hitching as you wrapped your hand around his length. He was hard and ready, just as you were. Now fully exposed before you, he shifted uncomfortably under your gaze.
Catching onto his hesitation, you reassured him with a smile. “Don’t worry,” you said softly. “I think I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
Namjoon’s eyes softened as he reached out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. “I’ve thought about you, too,” he confessed. “You have no idea.”
With a swift motion, you stepped out of your own jeans, too, kicking them aside.
You reached behind yourself to unclasp the bra and let it fall to the floor before pulling Namjoon’s shirt over his head and discarding it as well.
Now, almost completely naked, there you stood before him, your bodies mere inches apart. Namjoon’s hands rested on your hips, pulling you closer. His thumb traced circles on your hip bone, sending waves of pleasure through you.
Namjoon’s breath hitched in his throat. A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips at the reaction you were able to elicit from him.
Time seemed to slow down as I took in the sight before me – this was real; he wanted me just as much as I wanted him now.
You went down on him and took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip before taking him deeper. Namjoon tangled his fingers in your hair, guiding you as you moved up and down on his length. The sight of you on your knees before him, taking him so willingly, was almost too much for him to handle.
“Shit,” he grunted, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily. “I’m gonna come too soon if you keep that up.”
You pulled away with a wicked smile, pressing yourself against Namjoon’s body. He could feel how wet you were even through the fabric of your panties, and he groaned in frustration.
“Why are we still wearing these?” he asked, his voice filled with need as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties and pulled them down your legs.
Once you were both naked, Namjoon’s hand trailed downwards until it found its way between your legs. He ran a finger along your folds teasingly before slipping it inside of you.
You moaned softly at the feeling of being stretched by his finger. “I’m sure we can do more than that,” you begged in a needy voice.
Namjoon added a second finger, pumping them in and out of you at a steady pace. He curled his fingers upwards, searching for that sweet spot deep inside of you.
“God,” he groaned as he felt your walls clench around his fingers. “You’re so fucking tight.”
He continued to work his fingers inside of you until he felt your body start to shake with the first layer of your orgasm. Your back arched off the bed, and a loud moan escaped from your lips as pleasure made your body tremble.
Namjoon removed his fingers from your dripping wet core and brought them up to his mouth, sucking on them eagerly as he tasted your essence.
“You taste so good,” he said, his voice filled with genuine appreciation before moving downwards until he was positioned between your legs.
He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your inner thigh before trailing a path of kisses up toward your throbbing center. His tongue flicked out and ran along your folds teasingly before zeroing in on your clit.
You gasped at the sensation of Namjoon’s warm tongue against your sensitive bud. He circled it slowly at first, the pressure increasing with every stroke. The combination of his skilled tongue and the way his hands were gripping the flesh of your thighs was driving you absolutely wild.
“Namjoon, stop,” you moaned, the sound of his name on your lips like a prayer. “I’m gonna cum again,”
Namjoon hummed against you in response, sending vibrations coursing through your body that pushed you right to the edge. His tongue moved faster and more insistently against your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.
With one final flick of his tongue, you shattered into a million pieces beneath him. Your body convulsed with pleasure as wave after wave of bliss washed over you.
Namjoon lapped up every drop of your release, not wanting to miss a single drop of you. Once you had come down from your high, he climbed back up the bed and pulled you into his arms.
You buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent as you basked in the afterglow of your passion. “You’re really good at that,” you said softly.
Namjoon pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. “You taste amazing. I couldn’t help myself,” he replied, his voice filled with genuine affection. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
You looked up at him with a smile and brushed a strand of hair away from his face. There was so much more that you wanted to say, but words were unnecessary at that moment.
Instead, you let your actions speak for themselves as you pulled Namjoon closer and kissed him deeply. The taste of yourself on his lips only served to fuel the fire that was still burning between you.
As the kiss deepened, Namjoon’s hand trailed downwards once again until it found its way between your legs. He could feel how wet you still were, and a surge of desire shot through him like electricity.
He positioned himself at your entrance and looked into your eyes for confirmation before slowly pushing inside of you. You moaned softly at the feeling of being stretched around him once again, nails digging into his shoulders as he filled every inch of you.
Namjoon began to move slowly at first, savoring every sensation as he thrust in and out of your dripping wet core. With each movement, he felt himself getting lost in an ocean that only the two of you could create together.
The rhythm quickly escalated. Your hips bucked against him, meeting each thrust with one of your own. The room was filled with the sounds of the bed creaking beneath you, skin slapping against skin, and moans mingling with whispers. It felt like time had ceased to exist as the world narrowed down to just the two of you, connected in every possible way.
The pace quickened as your bodies moved in perfect sync, building towards a shared climax that was just within reach. Namjoon’s thrusts became more urgent and desperate, like a man on the edge of sanity who was about to lose himself completely.
You could feel your walls clenching around him as an overwhelming sense of pleasure began to build deep within your core. “Namjoon,” you moaned, his name like a prayer on your lips. “I’m cu-”
With one final thrust, you both went hurtling over the edge together; your bodies shuddered and shook with the force of your release.
Eventually, the bliss receded, and you found yourselves once again floating back down to reality. Namjoon collapsed beside you and pulled you into his arms, holding onto you tightly as he tried to catch his breath.
“That was...” he trailed off, searching for the right words to describe what had just happened between you.
“Really fucking hot,” you supplied with a smile.
Hours after being together, you and Namjoon shared a cozy meal on his hotel room balcony, savoring Barcelona’s cuisine. With the city’s magic still lingering in the air, you both settled into a deep conversation about your shared passion for music.
As the minutes passed, you found yourselves planning to attend several concerts together in the coming weeks and months. The anticipation of sharing those experiences added another layer of intimacy to your thing.
You both lay intertwined in each other’s arms, cuddled in the dimly lit room. Fingers traced gentle patterns on each other’s skin, and you shared soft kisses that spoke volumes in their tenderness. That night was filled with smooth, whispered conversations, with playful moments of playing with each other’s hair.
Your time with Namjoon had an electric undercurrent that couldn’t be ignored. While not a romantic undertone, it was clear that there was a magnetic attraction between you two. You shared passionate moments, intimate conversations, and nights filled with desire that went beyond being ‘just friends.’
As you returned home, you both acknowledged the nature of your connection. A “friends with benefits” arrangement that allowed you to explore your feelings without the pressure of defining a full-blown relationship. The connection was intense, yet you hesitated to leap into something more serious.
You’d meet up when schedules allowed, enjoying each other’s company in and out of the bedroom. Your feelings for Namjoon were confusing, and you knew he felt the same way, so neither of you was ready to put a label on it.
As time passed, the relationship continued to evolve. It was a constant push and pull, a dance of desire and restraint. You shared everything with him, but the commitment to a traditional relationship still felt elusive.
Your life continued to grow more complex with each passing day. Not only were you navigating this with Namjoon and what you started doing after Barcelona, but you also had a history with Jungkook, and there already was a connection between these two men.
Jungkook, your on-again, off-again for the past two years, had been a source of both love and, of course, heartache in your life. It was a tumultuous relationship, filled with moments of intense connection followed by periods of emotional distance. He kept you dancing around the idea of commitment, yet he seemed reluctant to fully embrace it.
What made the situation even more difficult was the fact that Jungkook and Namjoon were very close friends. Your social circles had overlapped, and you couldn’t help but wonder if Jungkook had any inkling of your growing connection with Namjoon.
As you delved into the ‘benefits’ dynamic with Namjoon, it added a layer of secrecy to your life.
Your feelings for Jungkook have always been intense and genuine. He was the one you had envisioned a future with, and you longed for a committed, loving relationship. But Jungkook’s reluctance to settle down left you in a state of constant disappointment. He wanted the freedom to explore other options, yet he always kept you within arm’s reach, knowing he could turn to you whenever he pleased.
This cycle was taking a toll on you, causing not only the never-ending heartbreak but also a growing sense of frustration and exhaustion. It was clear to everyone, including your mutual friends, that you were deeply in love with Jungkook, but they also saw the toll it was taking on your well-being.
Namjoon, always so observant and compassionate, saw a glimmer of an opportunity. He understood the depths of your affection for Jungkook and sensed your growing disillusionment. He didn’t plan to interfere but couldn’t help but be drawn to your unique energy and the connection you two shared.
The situation was not of your making. Both Jungkook and Namjoon actively sought you out, and you, despite your love for Jungkook, found it challenging to resist the magnetic pull of your connection with Namjoon.
Jimin’s birthday was a pivotal moment. At that time, you and Jungkook had been mad at each other, tensions simmering beneath the surface. When you arrived at the bar to celebrate, you greeted everyone but Jungkook. The air was thick with unspoken words, and the distance between you was palpable.
Feeling the need for a moment of respite, you slipped away for a cigarette break, seeking solace in the night’s breeze. During this break, you found Taehyung, one of your close friends, who helped you calm down for the night.
Eventually, the group decided to move to another bar, and the atmosphere lightened as everyone indulged in the evening. The drinks flowed, and laughter filled the air. All was good again.
As the night drew to a close, Namjoon kindly offered to drive everyone home in his car. The group piled in, and it was cramped, to say the least. Amid the chaos, you found yourself sitting in Jungkook’s lap, something that was not your choice.
It was during this car ride that Jungkook’s emotional side emerged, fueled by alcohol. He revealed that he was leaving for another country for six months, a fact he had kept hidden from you. You were blindsided by this news and felt a surge of anger and frustration. How could he not have shared this with you before?
Throughout the evening, Namjoon had been watching you closely. He observed how you barely interacted with Jungkook since your arrival and acknowledged the underlying tension. However, he couldn’t deny the surge of anger he felt when you ended up in Jungkook’s lap, even if it was out of necessity.
In the aftermath of Jimin’s birthday, Jungkook planned a farewell dinner for the group on the following Friday. The dinner was heartwarming, even in those conditions. Afterward, you all decided to go for drinks, further complicating everything.
The bar you hit up after dinner turned into a bit of a downer for you. While Jungkook was busy having a blast with everyone else, he seemed to be totally ignoring you. And then, to top it off, he started cozying up to his best friend on the dance floor – talk about a buzzkill. You tried to play it cool, but deep down, it was eating you up inside. Your head was saying, I won’t get jealous, I won’t get jealous, but he kept laughing with her and holding her close to him.
You tried to distract yourself by keeping yourself glued to Taehyung and Jimin, but it was tough to keep up with their conversation when your mind was in a whirl. Chiming in occasionally was getting more complicated, so you let a bitter laugh at the ceiling, excusing yourself to go to the bathroom for a bit, asking your friends to keep your drink safe. Staring at yourself in the mirror, trying to get rid of your pathetic, sad eyes, you felt like you were stuck in some cheesy rom-com.
You couldn’t bear yourself anymore. You knew it wasn’t the girl’s fault, but you couldn’t shake the feeling of what if something was happening between them. You began spiraling, knowing you had to leave the place.
At the risk of seeing Jungkook’s silhouette on your way back to the table, you decided it was time to make a quick exit. Grabbing your purse, you muttered to your friends, “I’ll be right back,” under the pretense of needing some air, and dashed off before anyone could stop you.
Namjoon saw the whole picture. He was aware of your every move and how quick you left the bar. He worried at the thought of your utter goodbye for the night.
In the past days leading up to tonight, Namjoon found himself wrestling with conflicting emotions. On one hand, he longed to be closer to you, to break through the walls you had built around your heart. Yet, on the other hand, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt at the thought of finding happiness in Jungkook’s absence.
When you stepped outside, the weight of the night’s events hit you like a ton of bricks. You stood there on the sidewalk, feeling lost and overwhelmed. You instantly knew it was too much to actually leave like that. Pulling out your lighter and a cigarette, you took a moment to gather your thoughts. It was one of those times when you wished to call your mom and ask her, “can you pick me up?” but I guess ‘we’re too old for that.’ The air around you wasn’t even cold, but everything felt unbearably heavy.
As you stood there, lost in your thoughts, hard to believe that the asshole you love is having the time of his life. Good for him. You kept rambling. Are you really that detestable? How could he be having the time of his life while you were left feeling so insignificant? It stung to realize that he hadn’t even bothered to tell you about his plans to go for half a year. It was like a slap in the face, a painful reminder of how little you seemed to matter to him.
And the fucking icing on the cake is that tonight, you don’t even exist in his world.
As you were spiraling into a whirlwind of more negative emotions, your phone suddenly rang, jolting you out of your thoughts. Glancing at the screen, you saw ‘Joonie’ flashing back at you. With a sigh, you extinguished your cigarette and answered the call.
“Hello?” you greeted, your voice tinged with a hint of frustration.
From the background noise, you could tell that Namjoon was evidently still at the bar. “Care to tell me why you left?” he asked, his tone laced with concern.
You couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh. “I didn’t leave. I’m just outside having a chat with my cig,” you replied sarcastically.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Namjoon spoke again. “And you didn’t think to include me? I’ve been meaning to talk to that guy,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.
As Namjoon’s voice filled your ears, a mixture of relief and surprise washed over you. You hadn’t expected him to call, let alone humor you in your self-imposed exile outside the bar.
“I didn’t realize you were such good friends with cigarettes,” you replied, a hint of amusement creeping into your voice despite the heaviness of the situation.
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Namjoon chuckled softly. “Well, you know me. Always looking to fraternize,” he quipped, his tone warm and lighthearted.
You couldn’t help but smile at his attempt to lighten the mood, grateful for his presence even from a distance. “Thanks for calling Joonie,” you said, the affectionate nickname slipping from your lips without a second thought.
“Anytime,” Namjoon replied, his voice softening with sincerity. “But jokes aside, are you okay?”
The concern in Namjoon’s voice tugged at your heartstrings, reminding you once again of the depth of his care for you. “I’ll be fine,” you reassured him, although the words felt hollow even to your own ears.
There was another moment of silence, punctuated only by the distant strains of music drifting from the bar. “Do you want me to come out there?” Namjoon asked, his voice laced with anxiety.
As much as you wanted to say yes, to feel the comfort of Namjoon’s presence beside you, you couldn’t bring yourself to burden him with your own shit. “No, it’s okay,” you replied, forcing a note of conviction into your voice. “I just needed some air.”
Namjoon didn’t press the issue. He knew what was happening and understood the meaning of your words. Instead, he simply said, “Alright, but get back inside already. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
Even during your turmoil, Namjoon was there for you. “Okaaaaayyyy dad,” you replied, full of sarcasm.
Namjoon laughed softly, his voice carrying a warmth that eased the ache in your chest. “I’ll be here whenever you’re ready to come back in.”
As you made your way back inside the bar to the table where Jimin and Taehyung were seated, their expressions were a mixture of sympathy and awareness. “Are you okay?” Jimin asked, his voice soft but filled with genuine worry.
You forced a smile, attempting to mask the turmoil raging inside you. “Yeah, I’m fine,” you replied, taking your long-forgotten and watered-down drink in one go, waving your hand dismissively. But they could see through the facade, sensing the underlying chaos that threatened to consume you.
Without a word, Namjoon approached the table. He placed his hand at the small of your back, offering silent support and understanding. In that moment, you felt grateful for his unwavering presence amidst your own drama.
You leaned against Namjoon’s torso and rubbed his chest before excusing yourself from the table once more. This time, however, you didn’t head for the exit. Instead, you made your way to the bar to order a considerable amount of drinks, already determined to stop feeling this level of shitty.
As you stood at the bar, ordering your drinks, you couldn’t shake the unease lingering within you. The noise of the crowded bar seemed to fade into the background as you wrestled with your thoughts, your mind consumed by the events of the evening.
On the other hand, Namjoon was careful to avoid the watchful eyes of your friends, who were scattered throughout the crowded bar. He trailed after you with a sense of purpose, his steps deliberate yet discreet. When he saw you at the bar, he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around your waist from behind.
At that moment, Namjoon’s heart swelled. Part of him wanted to console you for your evident emotional state. But another part couldn’t deny the selfish desire to hold you close, to revel in the warmth of your presence, even as you struggled with your own demons.
Leaning in, Namjoon gently kissed your right cheek, a silent offering of reassurance and understanding. To his relief, you sighed softly, your eyes closing as you leaned into his embrace, resting your head against his shoulder without a second thought.
“You look way too hot tonight to be feeling like this,” he whispered softly, his words a tender acknowledgment of your heartache. Despite the seriousness of the situation, his tone showed a hint of playful sincerity.
A voice interrupted the moment, cutting through the noise like a knife. Neither of you noticed Jungkook’s approach until it was too late. Drunk and unsteady on his feet, Jungkook stumbled over to the bar, his eyes widening in disbelief as he caught sight of the two of you together.
"Y/N?" The voice was slurred, unmistakably Jungkook’s. You tensed in Namjoon’s arms, your heart pounding in your chest as you turned to see Jungkook standing a few feet away, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief.
“Jungkook,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady despite the tumult of emotions swirling inside you.
Namjoon tensed beside you, his grip on your waist tightening almost imperceptibly, his expression unreadable.
“Well, well, well, look what we have here,” Jungkook slurred, his words dripping with sarcasm as he stared at you and Namjoon. “Didn’t know you were into my friends, Y/N. Guess you’ll take anyone who gives an ounce of attention, huh?”
The words hit you like a punch to the gut, leaving you momentarily speechless as you recoiled from the unexpected attack. Namjoon, however, was quick to react, his protective instincts kicking into overdrive as he stepped forward to confront Jungkook.
“Hey, that’s enough, man,” Namjoon said firmly, his voice cutting through the air as he placed himself between you and Jungkook.
You felt a pang of regret at what you had inadvertently caused, knowing that Jungkook had every right to feel hurt by seeing you with his friend.
“Y/N... and Namjoon,” Jungkook slurred, his words laced with a hint of mockery. “I never would’ve guessed.”
Namjoon’s jaw clenched in frustration. “Come on, man, you’re drunk, and you’re out of line.” Jungkook scoffed, flickering between you and Namjoon with a mixture of disbelief and anger. “Out of line?” he echoed, his tone dripping with sarcasm. I’m just stating the obvious, aren’t I, Y/N?”
Namjoon placed a calming hand on his shoulder, his touch reassuringly. “Let’s not make a scene,” he said quietly, warning Jungkook. “You’re not yourself right now. We’ll talk about this later.”
For a moment, Jungkook seemed to waver, his drunken facade faltering. But then, with a bitter laugh, he turned and stumbled away.
Turning back to you with a look of concern. “Are you okay?” he asked softly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of distress.
You nodded, offering him a shaky smile as you tried to push aside the hurtful words that lingered in the air. “Yeah, I’m fine,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s just get out of here, please.”
The next day dawned with a sense of unease, the previous night’s events still fresh in your mind. As you woke to the harsh light of day filtering through your curtains, you couldn’t shake the discomfort that settled over you like a heavy blanket.
Dragging yourself out of bed, you checked your phone to find a message from Jungkook, his words a stark reminder of the events that had unfolded the night before. “Hey, did you come to the bar last night?” he wrote, his tone casual as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “I can’t remember a thing, lmao.”
On one hand, his casual tone and obliviousness to the events of the previous night grated on your nerves, but on the other hand, there was a sense of relief knowing that he seemed unaware of the tension that had hung between you, at least for now.
With a heavy sigh, you composed a response, your fingers tapping out a brief reply. “Yeah, I was there,” you wrote, your words tinged with a hint of bitterness you couldn’t shake. “What a night, huh? I’m glad you had fun.”
Meanwhile, on Namjoon’s end, the morning brought a sense of apprehension as he grappled with the aftermath of the confrontation with Jungkook. Despite his best efforts to put on a brave front, he couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt that gnawed at him from within.
Throughout the day, he debated whether or not to touch the subject with Jungkook. Still, his resolve faltered each time he tried to gather the courage. How could he confront his friend about his behavior without risking losing you?
As the hours passed, it became increasingly clear that Jungkook had no recollection of the events that had transpired the night before. His mind was fogged by the haze of alcohol, and he seemed oblivious to your exchange, leaving Namjoon at a loss for how to proceed.
After the farewell dinner passed, Namjoon became aware of your persistent efforts to see Jungkook one last time before his departure. He observed as you reached out to Jungkook, only to be met with excuses. Jungkook definitely didn’t want to make the effort to see you.
In the middle of the week, all the guys went out to grab some food; Namjoon sat in the backseat of the car alongside Jungkook, Jimin in the passenger seat, and Taehyung at the wheel. He noticed Jungkook’s phone light up with your name on the screen. It was already dark outside, so the glow from the phone illuminated Jungkook’s face, and Namjoon clearly saw your name on the screen.
It wasn’t a silent ride, so Namjoon didn’t know how the hell he could hear your voice so well as you spoke to Jungkook. Your desperation was palpable, each word carrying the weight of your emotions as you questioned Jungkook about what he had been up to and if he hadn’t gotten the chance to see any of your texts. Namjoon felt a pang of sympathy as he listened, knowing all too well the pain you were feeling.
Jungkook’s response was vague, and his attitude spoke volumes during the conversation.
It was a moment of rawness, the culmination of all your emotions laid bare in a single question. “Can’t you see I was in love with you?” As you spoke, your voice trembled with emotion, the words hanging heavy in the air. “I never asked you for anything,” you continued, your tone tinged with desperation. “nothing, Jungkook, not for you to move in with me or marry me; I just wanted to be with you.” Each word was punctuated by the ache of unfulfilled longing, a plea for understanding in the face of uncertainty. “I don’t get why we can’t be together,” you confessed, the weight of your heartache evident in your voice.
As Namjoon listened to your heartfelt plea, his heart sank with the weight of your words. He felt the tension in the air, a palpable reminder of the turmoil brewing beneath the surface. Unsure of what to do, he found himself fidgeting with his phone, his fingers tracing aimless patterns on the screen. He glanced briefly at Jungkook, whose expression remained unreadable, before clearing his throat in an attempt to dispel the heavy silence that hung over them. “Should we try that new restaurant that just opened up downtown?” Namjoon suggested his voice as carefully neutral as possible. He knew that your words had struck a chord in his friend.
As Jungkook struggled to find the right way to respond to your words, his mind raced with conflicting emotions. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. His silence hanging heavy in the air.
Sensing his hesitation, you felt a surge of tears welling up inside. Without waiting for him to finally say something, you abruptly ended the call, your actions driven more by the need to release your pent-up emotions than a desire to hear Jungkook’s explanation. The line went silent, leaving Jungkook alone with his thoughts, grappling with the weight of your words and his own inability to answer.
Jungkook’s feelings for you remained ambiguous. It was evident that there was a deep connection between you and him. He knew he loved the attention you gave him without fully understanding your feelings. To be completely honest, you caught him off guard tonight.
He never expected your affection to run so deeply, and the words you just revealed to him left him feeling surprised and perhaps a bit overwhelmed. Jungkook may have underestimated the extent of your emotions and failed to recognize the depth of what he had with you until now.
Namjoon picked you up at the hour he promised. He didn’t waste time and started asking you about what you had been up to. He said he wanted to know how you liked the last music festival you went to, how work had been, and barely five minutes had passed.
“So, where do you want to go?” “I was thinking we could go to one of the bars near my place; what do you think?”
“Sure, I haven’t gone out at all lately”, “did you have one in mind?”
“Wait, tell me first, did you already have dinner?”
You shook your head.
“Good because I haven’t either.” What do you say if we go home and have dinner instead?”
“I’d like that”, “what about some takeout?”
On your way to get food and to his house, he didn’t stop talking for the whole ride; he kept asking all these things about you. And it’s not like you’ve not seen this side of him, but it felt nice that someone was interested enough to ask about your life lately.
The conversation flowed effortlessly as you sat on his bed, eating and watching a movie. You talked about books and films and even asked if you’d considered having children someday. The atmosphere between you was electric, as always, and Namjoon couldn’t help but be swept up in it.
Getting your containers out of the way, he gently hugged you closer, feeling the warmth of your body against his. Your heart raced at his touch, you could never deny the connection between you. “Aren’t you cold?” He began to kiss your neck, sending shivers down your spine as his lips explored your sensitive skin.
The movie played in the background, but you barely noticed as Namjoon pressed you closer, his body molding against yours. “Not anymore,” and then he kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hands roamed your body.
The heat between you was undeniable as Namjoon lifted you onto his lap, your legs straddling him as he rutted into you. You moaned with pleasure, your bodies moving in a rhythm that felt both new and familiar.
Your hands tangled in his hair as you kissed him passionately, lost in the moment. Namjoon’s hands roamed over your body, tracing every curve and leaving a fire trail in their wake. The air around you was thick with desire as you both gave in to the electricity that pulsed between you.
His lips moved from your mouth to your neck, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin, marking you as his. Each touch sent jolts of pleasure straight to your core, causing your breath to hitch and your body to arch against him.
“Namjoon,” you moaned his name softly, the sound music to his ears. He lifted you effortlessly, laying you down on the bed so that he could hover above you. His eyes held a mixture of hunger and adoration as he took in the sight before him.
“You’re so hot,” he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. You felt a blush creep onto your cheeks at his words, but before you could respond, his lips were on yours again.
The kiss was deep and passionate, igniting a fire within you that threatened to consume everything in its path. Namjoon’s hands explored every inch of your body, leaving no skin untouched. The soft fabric of your clothes became an obstacle that needed to be removed. With nimble fingers, he began undressing you.
When all barriers were gone, he took a moment to admire the sight before him - your naked body spread out beneath him like it was the first time his eyes ever saw you. You squirmed under his gaze.
Get a grip. This is not the first time this has happened.
He leaned down and captured one of your nipples between his lips while his hand massaged the other breast. The sensation was overwhelming as pleasure coursed through every nerve ending in your body.
Your back arched as you moaned his name loudly into the room. Namjoon continued to lavish attention on your breasts, alternating between gentle sucking and teasing flicks of his tongue.
His lips traveled a path of hot kisses down your stomach, leaving a fire trail in their wake. He peppered your skin with soft bites and licks as he made his way to the apex of your thighs.
The anticipation built within you as you felt his warm breath against your core. When his tongue finally made contact with your sensitive bud, a moan ripped from your throat. It was intense, almost too much to handle, as he expertly swirled his tongue around your clit.
Your hips bucked involuntarily as waves of ecstasy crashed over you like an earthquake. Namjoon held onto your thighs, keeping you in place as he continued to devour you with his mouth. His hands were firm yet gentle as they held onto you, grounding you in the sea of pleasure that threatened to sweep you away.
As the intensity grew, so did the need for more. You tugged at Namjoon’s hair, urging him to come up to kiss you. He complied, moving up your body until his lips met yours once again.
You flipped him over so that now you were straddling him again. Your hands roamed over his muscular chest and abdomen before trailing lower to remove his pants.
The familiar sight before you took your breath away - Namjoon completely naked and at your mercy. His length stood proudly at your attention, begging for your touch. You wrapped one hand around him firmly while using the other to tease his balls.
The anticipation built within him as he felt your warm breath against his neck. You peppered his skin with soft bites and kisses as you made your way to the apex of his thighs.
When you finally took him in your mouth, all coherent thought fled from Namjoon’s mind. The sensation was indescribable - a mixture of wet heat and suction that threatened to push him over the edge before he even had a chance to enjoy it fully.
Your tongue swirled around the tip of his length. At the same time, you maintained eye contact with him, the sight alone nearly enough to send him hurling into oblivion.
As if reading his mind, you hollowed out your cheeks and took him in deeper, maintaining eye contact the entire time. Namjoon’s hips bucked involuntarily as pleasure surged through every fiber of his being.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned loudly, the sound reverberating throughout the room. Encouraged by his reaction, you continued to work him with your mouth, alternating between long strokes and teasing flicks of your tongue.
Namjoon’s hands found their way into your hair, holding onto you for dear life as he rode out the electric charges coursing through his veins. The feeling was almost too much to bear, in the best possible way.
He could feel the pressure building within him as he neared the point of no return. With one final thrust of his hips and a low groan that quickly turned into a string of curses, Namjoon came undone.
His release flooded your mouth in hot spurts, the taste always so addictive. You swallowed him down eagerly. When he finally finished, and his body went limp with pleasure, you released him from your mouth.
Namjoon’s head fell back against the pillow and a groan escaped his lips. The sound was like music to your ears as it signaled that you drove him just as wild as he was driving you.
You leaned forward and captured one of his nipples between your lips, sucking gently. Namjoon’s hands found their way to your hips, holding you in place as he thrust upwards, seeking more friction, not giving room to his own overstimulation.
The combined sensations were overwhelming as pleasure surged through every fiber of your being. You continued to grind slowly, relishing in the way his breath hitched and his body reacted to your touch.
“Fuck, I need to be inside,” Namjoon groaned, his voice filled with desperation. The words sent a surge of heat straight to your core as you felt the wetness between your thighs increase.
You positioned yourself over him, lining him up with your entrance before slowly sinking down onto his length. You never got used to the exquisite feeling of fullness he gave you when he filled you completely, stretching you in all the right ways.
Namjoon’s hands gripped onto your hips tightly as you began to move, riding him at a pace that left both of you breathless. His eyes never left yours as he watched all of your emotions play out on your face.
The sounds of skin slapping were intoxicating. Every movement brought you closer and closer to the edge until you finally felt yourself teetering on the edge.
“I’m coming,” you managed to gasp out between moans. Namjoon nodded in understanding, his own release rapidly approaching. He reached between your bodies and began rubbing circles on your clit, pushing you over the edge.
Stars exploded behind your eyelids as a powerful orgasm crashed over you. You clamped down on Namjoon’s length as pleasure pulsed through every nerve ending in your body.
The sight was enough to send Namjoon rushing into his own orgasm. With a loud groan, he spilled himself inside of you, filling you up and leaving you all warm and pliant.
He collapsed beside you, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. You rested your head against him, your thoughts suddenly swirling with confusion and desire.
Another movie on TV played in the background, but once again, it went unnoticed as Namjoon pressed soft kisses against your forehead.
As you lay in Namjoon’s chest, your body still warm from his touch, you began questioning your decisions. The weight of the moment pressed against your chest as you listened to the rhythm of his heart. It was a stark reminder that you were here with him, tangled in the sheets, while Jungkook remained out of reach.
It was the pain of missing someone so unattainable.
“I’m so glad we talked,” he playfully whispered against your skin. You looked up at him, and Namjoon sensed the shift in your demeanor. He propped himself up on one elbow, his gaze tracing over the contours of your face. “Are you okay?” he asked softly, concern lacing his voice.
You turned your head to meet his gaze and offered a small smile. “Yeah,” you replied, though uncertainty lingered in your words. “Just...thinking.”
He reached out a hand to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering against the curve of your jaw. Namjoon’s dark eyes held an intensity that made your breath catch in your throat. “About what?” he inquired.
You hesitated for a moment before deciding to be honest with him. After all, he had been nothing but open and sincere with you since your dynamic began to form. “Suddenly, I just started wondering...what am I doing” you admitted, searching for the right words to explain yourself.
Namjoon’s expression softened as he took in your words, understanding blooming across his features. He shifted closer to you, closing the remaining distance between your bodies and cupping your face in his hands. “You’re here doing this with me because we both want this,” he said firmly yet gently.
His thumb traced circles along your cheekbone as he continued speaking. “I know it’s complicated,” Namjoon acknowledged, his voice filled with empathy. “But we've built something mind-blowing—we can’t deny that.”
Your heart swelled at his words. Namjoon saw past the physical desire, recognizing the emotional entanglement that had brought you to this moment.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against your forehead in a tender gesture. “I don’t want you to overthink this,” Namjoon murmured. “Just let yourself feel, and we’ll figure it out somewhere along the way.”
His words resonated with you, easing the whirlwind of thoughts spinning through your mind. In this quiet and intimate moment, Namjoon had provided the reassurance and grounding that you needed.
You wrapped your arms around him, in awe of what he just told you. His body melded with yours, offering warmth and solace in a way that no one else had. Here, in the sanctuary of his arms, you allowed yourself to surrender to his intoxicating hugs.
The weight of uncertainty began to lift as passion replaced doubt. Namjoon’s touch ignited a fire within you—one that burned away insecurities and hesitations.
With a newfound sense of clarity, you tilted your head up to capture his lips with yours in a searing kiss. It was a silent admittance—a shared understanding.
Namjoon responded eagerly, his lips moving hungrily against yours as desire flared between you. The air grew thick with anticipation as the heat intensified, driving all rational thought from your mind.
In this moment—this raw and unfiltered desire—you were able to set aside the complexities of love and longing. It was just the two of you, bodies entwined.
You ground your hips against him, aching for more of his touch. The friction between you was intoxicating, and the hunger in Namjoon’s eyes mirrored your own.
With one hand gripping your waist, he used the other to trace a path down your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
Needing to feel more of him, you tugged at his torso, silently urging him to get closer. Namjoon obliged.
Unable to resist any longer, you leaned in to press a kiss against his collarbone. Slowly, you worked your way across his chest, nipping and sucking at his skin along the way. Each moan that escaped from Namjoon’s lips only spurred you on.
Namjoon’s hands roamed over your body, creating an inferno wherever they touched. Desire pooled low in your stomach as his fingers traced patterns on your skin, igniting a fire that hadn’t been extinguished earlier.
Unable to wait longer, you straddled him again, aligning your bodies so perfectly that it felt like coming home. The heat radiating from his hard length made you gasp in anticipation; you needed him desperately once again.
Namjoon’s hands found their way to the small of your back as he pulled you impossibly closer until there was no space left between. Every ridge and plane of your bodies met and melded together as if they were always meant to be this way.
Your eyes locked in before he finally entered you, inch by glorious inch. A moan escaped both your lips at this new sensation; it hasn't felt like this before. It was clear that brand new emotion was being assimilated in your bodies.
As Namjoon began moving inside you with slow yet deliberate thrusts that had you seeing stars with each delicious stroke, your lips found each other once again. The kiss was a perfect blend of passion and desire that left you both gasping for breath.
Your nails dug into his shoulders as you clung to him for dear life, your body rocked by the force of his movements. Each thrust brought you closer to the edge, the intensity building with every passing second.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Namjoon groaned against your lips, his voice laced with a rawness that sent shivers down your spine. It was all you could do to hold on as you quivered; there wasn’t even a point in counting how many times he’s made you cum tonight.
You moved together in perfect sync, lost in a world where only your bodies and the overwhelming need for one another existed in this room. Time ceased to have any meaning as you chased your releases.
When it finally hit— that earth-shattering peak that left you gasping for air— it was as if everything fell into place. At that moment, there were no doubts or uncertainties; it was just you and Namjoon and the undeniable infatuation you shared.
As the world slowly came back into focus and your breathing returned to normal, you rested your forehead against Namjoon’s, staring deep into his eyes. You didn’t need words to convey what you were both thinking; this had just been the most incredible sex any of you have had since you started seeing each other.
The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow in the room. Namjoon stirred beside you, his sleepy gaze meeting yours. You exchanged a knowing look, but the weight of unspoken questions hung in the air.
As you both got dressed and prepared to leave, the atmosphere between you grew slightly tense. The intimacy you had shared was undeniable, but the implications were yet to be understood. You couldn’t ignore the lingering question of whether this was still a momentary escape for you or something that blossomed out last night.
As Namjoon drove you home, the usual comfortable conversation flowed between you, easing some of the tension that had built up within you. His presence was a source of familiarity and reassurance, and you couldn’t help but wonder what exactly the dynamic between the two of you was turning into.
You had always considered Namjoon a nice guy, someone you could rely on, someone who took on the role to care of you in every way. Lately, things have taken a more intimate turn, blurring the lines between friendship and something more. The physical encounter you had just shared added a layer of complexity to your relationship, leaving you with whole lot of questions.
As he pulled up in front of your house, you turned to face him, contemplating your next move. You appreciated him taking you home, but you wanted to retreat to the familiarity of your own space as soon as possible, where you could process the events of the past night.
As you stepped out of the car, you thanked Namjoon once again for everything. The unresolved tension hung in the air, unspoken words and uncharted territory lingering between you. It was clear that there was more to explore, but you also recognized the importance of introspection in this situation.
Walking away from the car, you couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for you and Namjoon. Would you continue to explore this newfound connection, or would you both retreat back to the safety of being just an acquaintance, brushing off the intensity of the previous night as a momentary lapse?
As you entered your home, uncertainty weighed on your mind, and the echoes of the night still resonated within you. One thing was sure, though—this unexpected encounter had left a strong mark, forcing you to confront your fears.
As you continued to navigate your emotions, you couldn’t help but wonder. Would you eventually find the clarity? Or were you destined to be caught in this eternal struggle between the familiar but tumultuous past and the electrifying but uncertain present?
I don’t even know what I’m getting myself into.
A week later, as the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of pink and orange across the sky, you found yourself lost in thought. It had been weeks since Jungkook had finally come back and texted you, so fate had a way of bringing you back together when you least expected it.
It started innocently enough. You were on your way to meet a few friends for dinner when you spotted him across the street. The sight of Jungkook after all this time sent a jolt of electricity through your veins, stirring emotions you had tried so hard to bury.
Caught off guard, you hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to proceed. Should you approach him and acknowledge his presence, or should you pretend not to see him and continue on your way?
Before you could decide, Jungkook turned and locked eyes with you. Time seemed to stand still as you stared at each other, the air thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension.
Taking a deep breath, you summoned some courage you didn’t know you still had. “Jungkook,” you called out softly, your voice barely above a whisper.
Facing you, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty flickering in his eyes. “Y/N,” he replied, his voice equally soft.
For a moment, neither of you spoke, the weight of the past hanging heavy between you.
“I didn’t expect to see you so soon,�� Jungkook finally broke the silence, his tone tinged with a hint of sadness.
“I could say the same,” you replied, countless emotions swirling inside you.
There was a pause as you both searched for the right words, the distance between you feeling both vast and infinitesimal.
“How have you been?” Jungkook asked, his voice filled with genuine curiosity.
You shrugged, unsure of how to answer. “I’ve been... okay,” you replied hesitantly. “And you?”
Jungkook nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. “I’ve been keeping busy,” he said cryptically.
More silence followed as you both struggled to find common ground, the awkwardness of the situation palpable.
“I should get going,” you finally said, breaking the tension. “It was... nice seeing you, Jungkook.”
He nodded, unable to meet your gaze. “Yeah, you too,” he replied softly.
Just as you turned to leave, Jungkook found himself unable to resist the urge to speak up. “Wait,” he called out, voice barely above a whisper.
You turned back to face him, curiosity flickering in your eyes. “yes?” you asked, your tone gentle.
He hesitated for a moment, the words catching in his throat. “Can we get together and talk sometime?” Jungkook finally asked, his voice trembling slightly.
Your expression softened. “About what?” you replied, your voice barely audible over the city’s din.
It was quiet for a minute. “Forget it,” Jungkook said quickly, his smile faltering. “It’s nothing.”
But you couldn’t let it go. “No, Jungkook,” you insisted, stepping closer to him. “What do you need to talk about?”
For a moment, Jungkook seemed taken aback by your question, his eyes widening in surprise. And then, with a slight smile, he stepped closer to you.
He cleared his throat, leaning in slightly as if sharing a secret. “I mean,” he started, his voice barely above a whisper as though he was afraid of the words themselves. He paused, taking a moment to collect his thoughts before continuing. “It’s not like I need to, but...”
You listened intently, the gravity of Jungkook’s words sinking in. It was as if he was voicing the thoughts swirling in your mind, the unspoken desires and lingering emotions that you had both been grappling with for so long.
“We’ve always made it complicated, I know,” Jungkook continued, his eyes searching yours for understanding. “But I can’t help but wonder if maybe—just maybe—there’s a chance for us to figure out what we had.”
For a moment, you were both suspended in time; your shared moments and potential futures flashed through your eyes. Jungkook’s question had stirred something within you, a complicated mix of nostalgia, longing, and confusion. The echoes of your past relationship with him were interwoven with the exciting and passionate dynamic you had recently discovered with Namjoon. You knew you had to make a decision, not only for yourself but also for them.
As you looked into Jungkook’s hopeful eyes, you felt deep regret, not for the moments you had shared, but for the ones that never were and would never be. You realized you had been clinging to the hope that may never come. You knew in your heart that it was time to let go and move forward.
With a deep breath, you broke the silence. ‘Jungkook,’ you began, your voice steady, ‘I think it’s best if we don’t…’ Your words trailed off, but you hoped your message was clear.
Lost in your thoughts, you continued to meet your friends, the weight of shutting out someone who hurt you in the past, heavy on your shoulders. As you sat down to dinner, the events of the evening played over and over in your mind, leaving you drained of emotion.
Later that evening, after that particularly confusing and unplanned encounter with Jungkook, you found yourself sitting on the balcony of your apartment, staring out at the city lights. The soothing sound of one of your jazz playlists playing in the background served as a backdrop to your contemplation.
Just then, your phone buzzed, and it was Namjoon. He had sent you a text that read, “I don’t want to be the cause of your pain, but I can’t help how I feel. It’s complicated, I know. Just know that I’m here for you, no matter what you want to do.”
His message struck a chord deep within you. You realized that Namjoon carved himself a special place in your heart, and it was time to tell him your choice.
With Namjoon, you felt a different kind of connection. His understanding and acceptance of your complicated situation were comforting. The passion between you was undeniable, but more than that, you felt seen, valued, and respected in a way that you hadn’t with Jungkook.
As dawn breaks, you find yourself comfortably sheltered on your balcony with a steaming cup of coffee in your hands. The richness of its aroma fills your senses, providing a comforting solitude as you are lost in a sea of thoughts that you have been pondering since the early hours. Your surroundings are quiet, the world below still hushed in the early morning slumber.
Suddenly, this serene silence is broken by a familiar voice echoing from below. The unexpected shout of your name startles you, causing you to rise abruptly from your chair, your heart skipping a beat with the suddenness of it. Curiosity instantly piques within you, a compelling urge to discover the source of this voice calling you.
When you leaned over the balcony railing to peer down, much to your surprise and a slight sense of disbelief, you saw Namjoon. There he was, standing on the lonely street beneath your balcony, his posture exuding an aura of determination. The sight of him there, seemingly out of the blue, took you aback. You hadn’t expected to see him, not at this hour, not here.
“Namjoon, what are you doing here?” you managed to ask him, your voice barely a whisper against the morning chill. Your heart was racing, pounding in your chest at the unexpected sight of him. “Come on up!” You invited him in with a giggle, your mind spinning, thinking, oh my god, he’s here. A surge of laughter bubbled within you as you retreated from the balcony, giving him the time to go up to the first floor.
Without uttering a single word in response, Namjoon quickly made his way up the stairs leading to your apartment. As soon as he stepped through the door, his presence filled the room, bringing a sense of warmth and familiarity you hadn’t realized was missing until now.
The silence that had ensued was once again broken by Namjoon’s voice. His voice was softer and gentler this time, but his determination was no less. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, Y/N,” he confessed, his eyes directly meeting yours in a gaze that held you captive. “I needed to see you, talk to you.”
“You drive me crazy in the best possible way,” Namjoon started. “Every stolen glance, every lingering touch, it’s like electricity coursing through my veins, igniting a fire that I can’t control.”
“From the moment I met you, I’ve been consumed by the thought of you, your touch, your scent, your laughter.” Namjoon continued. “I couldn’t resist your pull on me, drawing me in like a moth.”
“You make me feel alive, Y/N,” Namjoon confessed, his eyes burning with desire. “And I never want to let that go. I want to explore every inch of you, body and soul, to lose myself in the passion we share.”
“I want you to go out for drinks with your friends,” Namjoon expressed, his voice still soft. “So when you feel hungover the next day, you’ll ask me to come see you because you want to have me in your arms and cuddle you.”
“I want us to talk in the mornings, still in bed, about all types of things,” Namjoon continued, a fond smile playing on his lips. “But sometimes in the afternoons, too, I want us to be able to do whatever we want during the day.”
“I want you to tell me about the nights you go out with your friends,” Namjoon confessed, his eyes filled with warmth. “And tell me about the guy at the bar who was trying to flirt with you all night. I want you to text me when you’re drunk with your friends just to tell me dumb things because you want to be sure that I’m also thinking about you.”
“I want us to laugh while we’re making love,” Namjoon declared, full of yearning. “To start laughing because we’re trying something new, and it doesn’t make any sense. I want us to be with our friends so you can take my hand and drag me to the other room because you can’t hold back anymore, and you want us to make love right there. I want to make you try to stay quiet because there are people outside, and they might hear us.”
“I want to eat with you all the time,” Namjoon continued. “And I want you to make me talk about myself and for you to talk about everything that’s on your mind. I want us to discuss which is best, the north coast or the south coast, the west or the east. I want to imagine our dream home, still aware that we might never live together.”
“I want to tell you about my plans, the ones that make no sense whatsoever,” Namjoon confessed, his voice filled with excitement. “I want to surprise you by saying, ‘Take your passport, we’re leaving.’ I want to be afraid with you. Do things I wouldn’t do with anyone else because you make me feel safe. Come back home drunk after a night out with my friends, and for you to take my face in your hands, kiss me, and keep me close to you the whole night.”
“I want you to have your life,” Namjoon continued, his tone sincere. “So you can decide to take a few weeks off to go on a trip just because you want to. So you leave me wishing to see you through FaceTime, but all it makes me do is miss you more.”
“I don’t want us to be joined at the hip all the time,” Namjoon admitted, a smile playing on his lips. “That way, we can hang out the next day. You can tell me about your night, and I can tell you about mine.”
“I want something simple yet complicated,” Namjoon declared, his eyes locking with you. “Something that often makes me question myself, but the moment I’m in the same room with you, all my doubts disappear. I want to tell everyone you’re gorgeous, and I want to be proud to say we’re together. I want to tell you that I love you, and most importantly, I want you to be able to say that you love me, too.”
“I want to make plans with you,” Namjoon continued, his voice filled with hope. “Unaware if we’ll make them come true. I want you to have a relationship where you know where you stand. I want to be someone who you love to be with. I want us to still have the desire to fool around at times because we’re still young.”
“I want to be the one you make love to and then fall asleep with,” Namjoon confessed, his voice barely above a whisper, his hand now caressing your cheek. “The one who gives you your space and loves when you get lost in your playlists. I want to have a single life with you because our relationship would be just like that, but together.”
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i really need him to fuck the life out of me, like tear my hole up.
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𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 𐙚╰┈➤𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙘𝙩 ‘𝙘𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙡’ 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙?
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𝘞𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘈𝘔𝘚 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴, 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 2𝘱𝘮, 𝘚𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭— ‘𝘋𝘐𝘕𝘎’ 𝘈 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ‘𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢!’ ‘𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨’ 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 adjusting 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 “𝘽𝙖𝙢 𝙃𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚“ 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮’ 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 ‘𝘉𝘡𝘡𝘡’ 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯 “𝖥𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗈𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻” 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 ’𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬’ 𝘎𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳. “𝖧𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗎𝗉, 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗒/—𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?”- 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 “𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚?” “𝖨’𝗆 Solar, 𝖬𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾?”
𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯. “𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚, 𝙄’𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.” “𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎—𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇?” 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵ed 𝘢𝘳𝘮 “𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠..𝙬𝙝𝙮?” “𝖣𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖸/𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋?” “𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙨𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙬𝙝𝙮?” “𝖭𝖮 𝖥𝖴𝖢𝖪𝖭 𝖶𝖠𝖸𝖸𝖸!” 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳. “𝖮𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍!” “𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩?” “𝖸/𝗇, 𝗌𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾” ” 𝙤𝙝..” 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, ”Y𝖾𝖺𝗁-𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 15 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋-“ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘠/𝘯´𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 “-𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖡𝖸𝖤𝖤𝖤!” 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘠/𝘯´𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 ‘𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’ ´𝙎𝙞𝙜𝙝´ 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩?... 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 …
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𝙔/𝙉 𝙋𝙊𝙑 𐙚
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𐙚 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𐙚
𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾, 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝖿𝖿, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 .
“𝑯𝒆𝒚”
“𝐇𝐢, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈’𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧”
“𝑶𝒉, 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎”
“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭?”
“𝑰’𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌, 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆…”
“𝐎𝐡 𝐨𝐤- 𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓?!” Looking at his round colored chocolate chip eyes, Trying to Process what he had just said ,He’s just smiling, why is he smiling like am I the only one realizing this?! I didn’t even let him respond before walking out of the room and into my own room across from his, ‘lock’ I look around making sure that I understand the reality of this situation throwing my heels down along with my purse on my desk seeing my jacket on my chair "𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲..." heading to the restroom looking at my messy hair, raccoon eyes and smudged lipstick from last night... I turned on the shower while finished brushing my teeth ‘ Ding’ hearing the lobby notification I get my phone out my purse realizing I have to walk to the kitchen I check the lobby, I open my door slightly seeing jungkook infront of the monitor buzzing them upstairs he now has on light wash loosen pants and a white -Tee and the same denim Calvin Klein jacket in Hand from last night and hair still a little damp from his shower. ‘ Knock knock knock’ I heard from the front door, “JAYYKAYYYYY” I heard a guy speak along with another man they walked towards the living room with my roommate behind, while trying to listen into the conversation I opened my door wider -BARK” the doberman running towards me ”𝗔𝗛𝗛!” I slam the door shut locking it again, hearing laughing from the living room and behind my locked door while I leaned into it. “𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚..” I didn’t answer walking back to my restroom to finally take my shower.
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𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙆𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙋𝙊𝙑 𐙚
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𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 “𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘨” -𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 “𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸” - 𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 “𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣’𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙” “𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳” -𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 “𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬?”-𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 “𝙪𝙝𝙝 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩…” “𝘈𝘩..𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦?” -𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 “𝙄 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.” “𝘞𝘖𝘞𝘞 𝘖𝘕𝘓𝘠 𝘑𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘒𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘞𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝘏𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘚 𝘛𝘖 𝘋𝘖 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛” -𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 “𝘴𝘩𝘩𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶” -𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘥 “𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚.” “𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵?” - 𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 “𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬? 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙? 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮.” “𝘚𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵”-𝘑𝘪𝘯 “𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮, 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙” 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘱 “𝘋𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵” -𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 “𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘶𝘱” -𝘠𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 “𝘼𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩… 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧..” 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 , “𝙄’𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 ” 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 “𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 ..𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿” 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬.
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𝙔/𝙉 𝙋𝙊𝙑 𐙚
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“ That’s not that bad “ -Hwasa confessed “ 𝗡𝗼 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮𝘄𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄” “Guys are simple just pretend nothing happened go with the flow” -Hwasa. “𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗜 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀” “Soooo” -Hwasa gets comfortable on the couch as she continues when I give her a questioning look “How was it though?!” “𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀…𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀” I giggled remembering the events from the night before “AHHH, How big?” “𝗧𝘄𝗼 𝗛𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗴” I demonstrated “AHHHH, but the REAL question is would you do it again?” “𝗙𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼, 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲?” I responded honestly “Ok? Wait explain?” “𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗵, 𝗡𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗲’𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀” “ But what if it happens again, and again..” “𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝗗𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀” The question having me smiling at the thought. “roommates with benefits?” "𝗡𝗼𝗼𝗼, 𝗗𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀" I corrected her. “Call it what you want, just don’t attached.“ “𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧-𝗪𝗼𝗪, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗜 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿?” “I’m just saying because you’re roommates it’s different then a link, you LIVE with him!” “𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁’𝘀 𝗼𝗸 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀” “Okayy I’m just making sure you understand what could happened” “𝗬𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗮’𝗮𝗺” I salute her as she laughs “So when did he leave?” “𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗲..- I checked my phone -3 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼” “Alright it’s almost dark are you going to change before we go“ “𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗴𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼” “𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗯𝗯𝘆” “ok cool” giving her the bags the girls left last night and opening the door for her, running back to my room to change before heading out.
“𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁?” “Mr Kim’s bbq.” -Hwasa said “𝗦𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲?” “Yeah I think Moonbyul called earlier for the balcony.” “𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱 , 𝗜’𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴” “ you didn’t eat?” “𝗡𝗼, 𝗼𝗻𝗲’𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗜 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿.” “oh well since you had a shity day I’ll pay today” “𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝘆.” I laughed at the face she made “Brat.” “𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗼, 𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻”
Arriving at Mr Kim’s restaurant we greeted the family owned restaurant and Mr kim as he lead us to our table outside. “𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗠𝗿. 𝗞𝗶𝗺?” “I’m doing amazing as always, business has picked up since Solars review she left a few weeks ago I’m so grateful for her and her friends she told about” He looked towards Solar sitting across. “Mr Kim I’m glad things are looking up” -Solar “thank you, Are you all getting the usual?” “Yes please and can you add 3 bottles of soju please and 5 beers”-Moonbyul asked. He smiles as he walks through the kitchen. “ohh celebrating?” Mrs Kim adds “Yes we are, Y/n finally finished her training which means she’ll be starting her photography with bigger brands next month.” -Wheein replied “Oh that’s grate hunn I’m so glad you are doing what you’ve been Wanting for so long” -Mrs Kim adds “𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗜’𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱” “Hunny help me get the people up front!” - Mr. Kim calls “Oops I’ll be back with your drinks in a minute ok.” We assured her to take her time as she helped people coming in. “SO WHAT HAPPENED THIS MORNING”- Solar Exitedly said “Wait what happened?” -Moonbyul questioned “OMG YES!! TELL US EVERYTHING!” -Wheein added “Why am I always the last to know?” -Moonbyul “You where sleeping, And I wanted to check on Y/n so I went over and her roommate was there…” -Solar started her Point of view while I finished the encounters of this afternoon.
“Wow that’s awkward “ -Moonbyul “That’s amazing, only Y/n would get herself in such situations” -Wheein laughed turning the meat on the grill “𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗜 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡’𝗧 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪!” -You bickered “It’s not that bad guys I told her to just act like it never happened “ -Hwasa said “Yeah just do that, Do you think I could catch this if you throw it at me?” Wheein asked holding the piace of meat up “let’s try it” -Moonbyul hurried her, getting up to try “YA, YA don’t make a mess.” -Hwasa scold “Y/n catch this one” -Solar held up a peace “𝗡𝗼𝗼, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴.“ “No look just from your chair, but back up a bit.” -Solar reassured you “𝗢𝗸 𝗛𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗼 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗠𝗿 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀. ” “OKAY 1…2..3 go! ” Hwasa starts seeing Solar terrible throw, the piace of meat landing on my hair “𝗔𝗛𝗛 𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗔𝗥” -I screamed “AHHAHAHA” they all started laughing while I shake my head dropping the piece of meat making it land on the floor, we watch as a tall dog start eating it besides my shoes.
“𝘽𝘼𝙈 𝙉𝙊𝙊, 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮.” I turned when recognizing the voice "𝙊𝙝, 𝙔/𝙣" -He said surprised "𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸, 𝗵𝗲𝘆"
“—Are you girls ok with the company? These gentlemen have a dog so I thought they would like to be outside.“ Mr. Kim perfectly interrupts the awkward moment "𝗬𝗲𝘀, 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗺." I added as I sat back down wiping the mess off my hair “OH HUNNY COME HELP Y/N SHE HAS SOMETHING ON HER HAIR” -Mr Kim yelled as he got me some more napkins from the other table. “Oh, she’s fine Mr.Kim, she just got meat juice on her hair very normal for her.”-Wheein jokes as the rest laugh seeing Mr.Kim’s confused look “YAA DONT SAY THINGS LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF YOUR ELDERS “ -Moonbyul scolds her "𝙃𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙨." -Jungkook hands me some after Mr and Mis Kim left " 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 " -I turned to clean my mess “that’s him right .” -Hwasa whispers as she leaned into the table "𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵." “awww look his dog is next to you!” -Solar, I turned seeing bam sniffing my shoes for some leftovers meat juice form a few minutes ago "𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗿." -I smiled petting his head. "𝘽𝙖𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚." -he called bam back only for him to lay next to my chair, I laughed seeing Jungkook baffled look "𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗸 𝗶 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆." -I say as I pet him “Bam, you trader” -His friend Taehyung as i recall said, making the rest of them laughed “Yah Taehyung, you know that bams like his father, he-will leave anything for a pretty girl”- Namjoon teased as jungkook sent a glare, making us laugh to ourselfs at the interaction. "OHH, Y/n close your eyess!" -Solar said as she stood behind you covering your eyes. "𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆? 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻?" “YAA, WHAT FRIENDS WOULD WE BE IF WE DIDNT CELEBRATE YOUR PROMOTION!” -Wheein yelled Solar removed her hands letting me open the cake Hwasa prepared. "𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲, "𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗸!´" -I laughed as she gasped and replaced the cake with one that said ‘CONGRATULATIONS, LETS GET DRUNK’ “I NEVER DOUBTED YOU IT WAS MOONBYUL IDEA!” She defended herself “YAHH YOU AGREED, and it was just in case!” We laughed “So what do we do with the other cake?” -Wheein asked “Y/n give it to your roommate” -Hwasa added "𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗳, 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵" “NOSEGOSE” -Hwasa yells “NO I WASNT READY THAT DOSENT COUNT” - Moonbyul yells while I hand her the cake dragging her along. "𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗲!" -I smiled as they all turned towards me "𝙍𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘽𝙖𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮?" -He smiled seeing bam lean on my legs. "𝗗𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁." -I laughed petting bams head My friends ordered an extra cake, wanted to know if you wanted it “What flavor?” His friend asked “Red velvet” - Moonbyul answered “Then yes we will take that, I’m SeokJin.” He adds as he bowled “Im Moonbyul” -She replied bowling back "𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙔/𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙔/𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙅𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣, 𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜, 𝙔𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞, 𝙉𝙖𝙢𝙟𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙃𝙚𝙤𝙨𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙅𝙞𝙣." -He introduced us. "𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼, 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻, 𝗛𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿" -thay all waved at each other. “Why does the cake say-” -Namjoon started. “Oh we don’t talk about it, it’s all in the past.” -Moonbyul try’s to reassure them "𝗟𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻´𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗲." -I laughed looking at her “I WAS, NO WEEE- WHERE BEING SAFE !“-She pointed at the girls a they all pretend to no hear a thing laughing "𝗔𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗻, 𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿." I asked as he turned back to me "𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤? 𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚." "𝗦𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲." -I smiled with him get up and excusing himself "𝙄𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙧." -He followed when I lead the way , handing me Bams leash. "𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧!" -I called slowing down at the exit “BYE HUNN, HAVE A GREAT NIGHT” -thay waved at us.
"𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨?" He asked " 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝘄 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆." "𝙊𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮?" "𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝘀𝗼 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲." -I added "𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨?" -He continues "𝗢𝗵 𝗗𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆, 𝘄𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲, 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂?" "𝙅𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡, 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚." " 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗹." "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙?" -He questioned again "𝗪𝗵𝗼?" -Turning to glance at him, frowning my brows a little confused, "𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙮, 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙗" -He chuckled shamelessly explaining further, turning to face me he walked backwards looking down on me. "𝙊𝙝, 𝘼𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨." -I answered, looking up at him, stoping infront of my car. "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙?" "𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵?- “ “Y/n here are your keys I forgot to give them back!” -Hwasa ran towards us "𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀, 𝗜 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁, 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄?" -I said hugging her "For sure, Bye nice meeting you Jungkook!” -She bowed as she ran back. "𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙢, 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠?" He asked taking Bams leash. "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲." I said unlocking and started the car "𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?" to behave right?” He said helping bam sit. "𝗜´𝗺 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲´𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." I reassured him "𝙔𝙤𝙪´𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?” He chuckled at my expression, walking back to the restaurant…
‘CLICK CLICK’ "𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗕𝗮𝗺, 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲." I open the door for bam as we walked inside, locking the door behind us ’LOCK’ … "𝙔𝙤𝙪´𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?" I remembered his words ‘Sigh’ I took off my shoes and replaced them with my slipons the shoe rack cared. "𝗕𝗮𝗺, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗵𝗺𝗺?" I said as I removed him leash and collar and hung them besides my keys on the rack. Eating his food by the living room balcony, before we headed to my room to get myself ready to shower bam layed on my bed as gathered my clothes, not long after I closed the restroom to shower.
Getting out the shower to Change I heard The lobby notification on my phone, I quickly change and head to the monitor seeing a woman with short light blonde hair and a black tight dress leaning into the camera “I iiia-nnnn lEtT mE inN-n” she spoke seaming drunk from her slerd words ´Ian?´ pressing the talk button I spoke “𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼, 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲." She looked confused getting closer to the camera “hE sAid tHis waS hIs NEw PlAce Or iS it-OHhhH sOrRY I mEant JUngkOok” -she replied laughing trying to open the lobby door "𝗢𝗵, 𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁, 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆?" -I spoke as she leaned on the door “No. CaNn yOu juSt Let Me iN?” -She spoke again "𝗜´𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻´𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝗳 𝗶 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁...𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?" -I spoke honestly, " i wOnt hURt yOu." -she rocked in place before stumbling back and falling into a bush "𝗛𝗘𝗬! 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆?!" “iAAnnN, iTs yoUr fuLT!“ My eyes widened at her sudden cry of words, with that I put my shoes on and close the door behind me as I ran to the elevator .. I get to the lobby opening the door to help her up and picking up the broken heels that had fallen off. "𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝘂𝗽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸,𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆?" She didn’t say anything just walked past me, wiping her tears in the elevator. When we got inside Bam ran passed me and onto her “BAMMM my BabY whEre’S YoUr dAD” -She said laughed as he jumped excitedly “AMA ShOwR!” She spoke running into the hall “wItCh oNes hIs?” -she asked "𝗟𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗿." -I said sitting her broken heels on the shoe rack "𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀?" -I asked, the shower started running not hearing anything back I went to my room getting a shirt and shorts for her and leaving it on Jungkooks bed "𝗜 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂!" “okkk! aLmoSt doNe!” -She finally spoke back. Going back to the living room trying to remember where I had left my phone, heading back to my room, I see it on my bed ready to text Jungkook about this drunk girl, that has made her way to desperately see him at 1 in the morning. Suddenly hearing the door open and Bam runing out my room, had me relieved hearing his voice. Walking out my room to being slightly cutoff “BABE!” she ran and jumping into his arms, bringing her lips on his as he held her up to his waist, seeing her wearing an oversized shirt, most likely his, i walk into the living room again
"𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙯𝙞𝙚 ..?"
"HI baby, i missed you.."
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𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙣𝙤�� 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙬 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙤! 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙢 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙨!💖 
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pairing: seokjin x jungkook x namjoon
genre: camboys au (within canon)
word count: 10.4k
fic tags: voyeurism, vibrators, masturbation, overstimulation, daddy kink, double penetration, crying during sex, under-negotiated kink, spanking, threesome
seokjin and namjoon find a new way to spice up their sex life.
jungkook wants to relieve some stress, when he comes across an eerily familiar couple on a porn site.
read it at ao3.
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Welcome one welcome all! I hope you all enjoy this humble blog Dreaming With BTS
Individual or ot7 dreams are a click away 💜
F-Fluff S-Suggestive NSFW A-Angst M-Mature (not NSWF)
BTS
Jin
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Jimin
Taehyung
Jungkook
Ot7 - reactions & headcannons
💜 BTS reaction to BF smoking after quitting
💜BTS reaction to being jealous of your ex
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Pull Me Close and Set Me Free AO3
Hopekook | Koobi
NSWF
8.4k part 1 of series
dystopian au
hybrid au | bunny hybrid jungkook | owner Hoseok | found family | hurt/comfort | angst
“You are very lucky with your timing Hoseok-nim, bunny hybrids are in extremely high demand, the person after you on the list had actually requested hybrid J97MBS right when you arrived. We always give priority to our algorithm chosen matches, so you are in luck today! Would you like to read his profile as we get him ready?” The receptionist asks, pulling Hoseok’s attention back to her.
The haze that has clouded his mind sits heavy in his ears, but he manages to catch her words.
At the end of the day it is the law; it isn’t what Hoseok wants. Owning a hybrid was something he never wanted.
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❥ Pairing: Babyboy!jungkook Sub!jungkook x F reader
❥ Genre: smut 18+M
❥ Warnings: bratty kook, edging, orgasm denial, cock ring, dom!reader, sub!koo, Oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, ejaculation, telling Jungkook what a bad boy he’s been over and over, dirty talk, noona kink, a smidge of fluff, penetration, anal teasing...etc.
❥ A/N: I know I’m on a mini-hiatus, but I had this, so here. Enjoy.<3 Here’s to Koo being a bad boy and getting punished for it.
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“You’ve got a dirty mouth on you baby. Perhaps I should remind you who’s in charge.”
Stilling your hand on his cock, Jungkook whines a pathetic cry. He was so close, right on the edge, and you had stolen it from him once again. His body was tired, achy and sore, but he loved it. It was only right that he felt this way after the way he behaved earlier. He had earned himself this lesson in patience, which was pushing past an hour now, and he was on the verge of losing his mind.
Apparently Jungkook didn’t understand what it meant to be patient because he showed up at your job like a needy puppy wanting your immediate attention. It was the first time he dared be that brave, but it seemed you had denied him too many times over text. He knew better, but the brat in him thought that if he showed up at your work it would magically cause you to give in. Oh, how severely mistaken he was. The audacity of him coming to your workplace all nonchalant declaring himself your boyfriend to the receptionist, and then walking into your office wearing nothing but gray sweats sent you off the edge.
You had pulled him into your space, locking the door behind him to ensure that nobody heard the words that came flying out of your pristine little mouth. Pressing him against the door, you placed your face inches from his own so that only he could hear. “How fucking dare you, baby boy? Did I not tell you to wait for me at home? And why are you here wearing this?”
Running a hand over his crotch and giving him the most disgusted look you could muster, you wait for his reply. Jungkook shrunk into himself, eyes not daring to make contact with your own. He stuttered an explanation in the tiniest voice.
“But...I missed you...I thought you didn’t want me.”
Already overwhelmed with his scent and presence, the moment he speaks breaks you completely. God, he was so adorable and it made you mad. How were you supposed to maintain an angry facade when he made you so weak?
“Is that soo, baby? Well. I want you to get your ass back home this very instant. When you get there, I want you naked and tied to the chair in the dining room. Is that understood?”
Getting even closer to him, you slipped a hand into his pants and over the erection that was clearly visible before cupping his balls. His throat struggled to suppress a whimper from spilling out as he nodded in obedience.
That was four hours ago. Two hours ago you got home finding him exactly where you had told him, and now kneeling before him you wait until he catches his breath. “See, baby, this is what happens to bad boys. You should always listen to your noona.” Standing up, you turn to walk away leaving Jungkook delirious and confused. Like a good boy he sat there, hands tied behind his back, chest heaving uncontrollably. It took him a while to tie the knots just right, but he wanted to do it perfectly just for you. It was all worth it to see the look on your face when you walked in.
When you come back, Jungkook groans and visibly swallows. “B--but, noona. I’ve been a good boy, please ...I pr--promise.”
“You are a good boy, you’re just not a good listener. Be still.”
His thighs tremble when you come close again. He wants your touch so badly, but the cock-ring in your hand makes him rethink it. Bending down, you grab his chin, forcing his face to look up at you. Moving in slowly you line up his lips with yours until you can feel his breath on your skin.
“If you’re good for me, I promise to let you come, angel. Can you be good for me? Huh?”
You kiss his nose sweetly before looking down at his pink plump mouth. Unable to hold back you turn your head and take his lips in a soft kiss. You don’t push him too fast, simply dragging your tongue over his teeth. He doesn’t move, letting you make the choice as to whether or not he should be responsive. You were already upset, and he didn’t want to make it worse.
“So sweet.” At your compliment, Jungkook’s cheeks blaze with fire. His lips tremble attempting to hold back a smile from the compliment you’ve just given him. He loved to be praised, and you loved to give him what he wanted. One sweet peck on the lips distracts him enough from what you’re about to do. Kneeling between his legs, you spread them wide, fitting yourself perfectly between them. Your eyes flick back up to see Jungkook staring down the bridge of his nose anxiously. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it better.”, you tease.
With those words you take his cock in your hands and sink your mouth down his full length, tongue pressing against the thick vein firmly. He keens forward, stomach contracting in reaction to the way your sweet mouth took him so perfectly. He’s been on the edge for so long, and your tongue feels heavenly on his hot angry cock.
“Noona, pleaseee..” he begs, voice cracking and knees shaking.
Smirking with half his length inside your mouth, you come up and twirl his wide tip once with your tongue before spitting on it. Dragging the spit down with your fingertip, you guide it to his back opening. When the tip of your finger grazes over his rim, Jungkook rolls his eyes and drops his head back. He clenches his jaw when you press against him teasingly.
“So tight, so soft….all mine..”
While he’s distracted with the light touches to his most sensitive areas, you slide the cock-ring down his length quickly. Jungkook’s eyes shoot open abruptly, head coming up fast to show you how upset he is.
“No, nooo...please...noona ..please.” He begs you with eyes glistening, teetering on the edge, so close to snapping.
“Now, now...this will be over as soon as you learn your lesson.”
“...please don’t. I wanna to come so bad.”
“And you will, if you behave.”
Your never went back on a promise and so he complies, silently watching you take his length into your mouth again. Hollowing your cheeks, you bring him all the way to the back of your throat, and then back up again. His hips buck involuntarily, too consumed with the sensations.
Going back down you stop halfway and then pull up to suck on his head salaciously. His tangy pre-cum flows out of his tip, coating your tongue completely.
Deciding to torture him more, you begin to bob your head up and down quicker, using your lips to pull his velvety flesh tighter into your warm mouth. Your hand wraps around the rest of his length as your jerk him in time with the other ministrations you’re busy flooding his senses with.
Popping your mouth off, you begin to twist and turn his cock in your hand moving faster and faster until Jungkook becomes a broken mess. Tears fall over his precious cheeks as you bring him to the edge once again. Just as he is about to come, you let him go and watch how his cock twitches in orgasm, nothing coming out of the tip. He cries out in frustration, small swears slipping past his lips, but you ignore them. It wasn’t his fault that he always missed you and that he wanted to be with you.
“I’m sorry, baby. You’re just too cute when you’re frustrated.” Jungkook’s head drops forward, hanging heavily on his shoulders. His brow is drenched in sweat, and so are his abs. Taking off the ring, you throw it across the room before standing to straddle him on the chair. Shocked, he looks up, a smile tugging at his lips...but he’s too weak to let it show completely. “You want my pussy, baby? You wanna come in noona’s pussy?”
He whines out, unable to speak. He’s beyond exhausted, but he wants you so much. Grabbing his hair, you pull his head up only to see his glazed over eyes; you didn't need more. Moving your hips closer, you line him up with your entrance, and then slowly sink down inch my glorious inch. Unable to take it anymore, his head falls onto your shoulder, pathetic whimpers flowing out of his mouth. “So...good...soo..good...nooona..” he chants over and over.
Rolling your hips, you fill yourself fully of his length, enjoying how his tip hits the deepest parts of your core so perfectly. Up and down you rock against him, using the back of the chair for leverage. His hands tied behind his back are useless, and he wishes now he hadn’t tied them that way.
“Fuck, baby. I’m gonna come...ahh...oh...you going to come with me, huh? Yeah?”
Your words are exactly what he’s been waiting to hear, having held back for so long already.
As soon as he feels your walls clench against his cock, he loses it, load spurting into you...filling you to the brim. He can’t stop coming, hot ropes of come painting every inch of your walls. He sounds sweet in your ear, vulnerable and all yours. “Such a good boyyy..”
Grabbing the nape of his neck, you tug at his hair gently as you work him through his orgasm. Yours was just as good, knocking the breath out of your lungs. Untying his arms, he quickly brings them around to wrap around your body.
“I love you, noona.”
“I love you too, angel.”
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Mouth at work ~ Jungkook
EXPLICIT CONTENT ~ MUST BE 18 OR OLDER TO READ
After a terribly exhausting work day, you're finally about to log off from your computer and head out. A feeling of excitement taking over, you smile to yourself as you're looking forward to the fancy Italian dinner Jungkook's planned for the two of you tonight.
An unexpected knock on your office door quickly shakes you out of your happy thoughts though.
"Come on in!"
The door swings open and your colleague Keya walks in, a look of pain very evident on her face as she frowns at you. Your brows furrow while you questioningly look at her, not sure what she's about to tell you, but you're undoubtedly getting a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach.
"Our manager just sent back these revised docs and he said we have to finalize this proposal today itself before we go home. I'm so sorry y/n! I know it's your anniversary with your boyfriend."
Your heart immediately sinks from how upset you're feeling now, but you have no other option than to suck it up and deal with this.
"It's not your fault!" you smile at Keya. "Here, give me the docs. I'll call you when I'm done so you can check it and send out the report."
After Keya apologetically hands you the folder and closes the door shut behind her, you let out a deep sigh as you flop back down in your chair. You decide to call Jungkook right away and update him on the situation.
"Hey Koo" you start off soft, mumbling out of the guilt you're feeling. "I'm really sorry but it looks like we'll have to cancel our plans for tonight. My boss just dumped work on me so I won't be able to make it to the restaurant in time for our reservation."
"Ah... ok" he replies. You can tell he's disappointed from his tone but he's trying his best to sound cheerful as he motivates you. "Please don't worry, I understand. Make sure you stay focused on your work instead of worrying about this, ok?"
"Hm thanks for that, really. What would I do without you?" you smile, heart warming up at his reassuring words.
"You certainly wouldn't be able to moan the way you do when I fuck you good" he casually chuckles, and now you can pretty much imagine him smirking on the other end of the line.
"Jeon Jungkook!" you exclaim, fully blushing, as you're completely caught off guard by his blunt statement.
Your boyfriend can be the sweetest guy one min and then turn into a tempting devil the next. It's almost overwhelming to be with him sometimes as the constant butterflies in your stomach never cease to exist. He's too dangerous for your heart but you know you can never get enough of him.
Dirty thoughts about Jungkook float in your mind even after you've said your goodbyes and ended the call, but you force yourself to shake them out as you need to complete your work.
About an hour later, you let out a yawn while rubbing your eyes in an attempt to stay alert. You're certainly starting to get tired and losing your focus, but your ears perk up as you hear a knock on your door again. Thinking it's Keya coming back with a question, you say "Come in!" while straightening up your slouching body in the chair.
Your eyes grow wide with shock and your lips instantly shoot up in a grin as your eyes fall on Jungkook, whose pushing open the door with his back as both his hands are occupied by the two cups he's holding.
"Thought I'd surprise you with your favorite strawberry acai refresher for a boost of energy" Jungkook smiles at you, his doe eyes twinkling with love as he places both cups down on your desk before coming over to you.
"Aww I'm so happy to see you" you can't help but gush, now standing up and instantly wrapping your arms around his torso.
Jungkook looks perfect as always as he looks down at you and flashes his cute bunny smile, those pretty wrinkles forming around the corners of his eyes. He smells like crisp fresh laundry while he's comfy in a matching dark gray sweat set, his black hair wavy and slightly messy as it's getting quite long.
"Happy anniversary babe" he smiles into the kiss while cupping your cheeks with the palms of his hands, making a loud mwah sound as he smooches your lips.
"Happy anniversary, Kook. I'm sorry it couldn't be perfect" you say in a low voice, still feeling bad about how your special night had turned out to be, all because of you.
"Hey shhh!" he adorably groans while placing a finger on your lips to hush you up. "Now stop it. It's perfect as long as we're together. Cool if I chill out here while you finish your work?"
Jungkook gets settled on the couch in your office, turning on his iPad and browsing through his usual favorite videos to watch, most of them being boxing or workout routines and cooking recipes. He never fails to amuse you. It's like he can do it all.
You keep getting distracted from your task as your eyes drift towards Jungkook,his irresistible sight captivating you against your own will. He's lazily laying there on the couch and all you want to do is run over to him and cuddle up next to him. He catches you staring as he looks over his screen at the same time, a smirk immediately forming on his face as he raises a brow.
"Whatcha lookin' at?"
"Oh you know, just my sexy boyfriend."
"Well why don't you take a break and spend some time with him?"
The enticing look he's giving you now makes your heart skip a beat. He's already thrown his iPad to the side and gotten up, walking over to you as you sit there refusing to break your eye contact with him.
"No stay seated" he orders you when you try to stand up and get closer to him.
"Kook- my God! What're you doing?!" you gasp as you see him slowly get down on his knees in front of you, his eyes hungrily fixed on your skirt that looks even shorter than it is as it's scrunched up from the way you've been sitting for hours.
"Having dessert before dinner" he smiles, quickly glancing up at you while his hands start pushing your skirt up to reveal your black lace panties underneath. "Now just relax."
He doesn't even give you a chance to speak, his fingers now hooking onto your panties before he slides them off. His wet mouth is already pressed against your lower lips, his tongue licking a strip over your folds as he gets a taste of you.
"Mmm" he hums against your sensitive skin "I could never have enough of you."
You're whimpering from the pleasure, his mouth fully at work as he circles his tongue over your clit, then kissing it after. He keeps eating you out, making your legs shake from how good he's making you feel. He crawls a bit closer, now holding your legs down with his hands to stop you from squirming around.
Just then, your office door swings open and Keya walks in without warning, already starting to talk with you.
"Hey y/n... what do you think about this section? uh... are you ok?"
You're lucky Jungkook is covered behind your desk and Keya can't see what the fuck you're both up to in the office. Your face is no doubt strained as you're trying to hide the fact that Jungkook's tongue is playing around with your clit while your clueless colleague is directly staring you in the face.
"Yup I'm just... great. Can I call you in later? Got to deal with.... something. Ah... uh first" you struggle to speak, Jungkook no doubt enjoying this moment as he picks up the pace of his tongue to make you shudder even more. He's literally the devil.
Keya suspiciously nods at you before she leaves the room, you finally being able to let out a big breath as your chest rapidly heaves from the fast approaching orgasm that Jungkook's mouth is giving you. A simple "fuck" escapes you as your body tenses up and you cum onto his mouth, him happily licking you clean before his head peeks back out from under your skirt.
"Feeling relaxed?" he smirks, getting up on his feet and leaning into your face, making you taste yourself as he kisses you.
"We almost got caught!" you laugh at the way he's unafraid.
"What's life without a little bit of thrill?"
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i have two hole for a reason.
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𝑀𝓎 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈
⤑ Paring: Jungkook x reader (with a little bit Namjoon x reader and Taehyung x reader)
⤑ Genre: wolf!au, soulmate!au, collage!au
⤑ Summary: y/n has been feeling a certain darkness ever since she got her period. Something was calling her and one day that ‘light’ came into vision. You’d never thought however, that it would be a werewolf.
⤑ Rating: 18+
⤑ Warnings: mentions of rape, depression, smut, oral sex, window-sex, shower-sex, knotting, marking and animalistic behaviour.
⤑ Wordcount: 9.5k
⤑ A/n: hey!! This will be my first story on this account. I used to run another tumblr account, but I felt like I needed a new start hehe. Hope you enjoyed this one!
‘why is it so dark?’, you ask yourself as you try to see, but nonetheless fail to do so. It’s too dark. You can’t understand what you feel, but it has been the darkest feeling you have had in your whole life, though you might not yet be that old. It is creeping up on you, like a tiger or some other creature. It might’ve always been there, but never this strong. Never since this very moment. A white ray stands tall in front of you, all too sudden but not unwelcome. You feel like you need to be there, like this might be the place that brings you the peace you have been seeking. You know the feeling, the dark feeling, ends with this light. It all fits too well…
You take a step forward, but when you look down to see where you are walking on, you don’t see your feet. It’s only you, like a floating conscious. Even though it got you distracted for the smallest second, you knew this wasn’t important enough. The only thing worth doing right now is taking another step towards this warm and sunny light. Another step was taken and you feel your body heating up. Even though the light is your answer, you are still reacting to it in all the negative ways. ‘Is this what I need? It’s probably better than that horrifying darkness around us. Around me and this light’.
So without another thought, you take three more steps. There it is, right in front of you. You can feel your whole body reacting in heath, but you still feel save somehow. It’s resisting and it feels unnatural, but you haven’t felt as connected in so long with such a simple thing. You want it. No, you need it. And it also needs you. Two sides, two consciousnesses needing one another. But it doesn’t feel enough. You need more. You need to be closer. You need hi-.
‘Y/n? You are burning up! Are you okay? Wake up!’.
The sudden voice wakes you up in one simple snap. Your eyes spring wide open as you look scared towards your friend, who just as well returns that look. Namjoon puts his hand on your forehead. You flinch as he retracts his hand as fast as lighting, making a gesture as if your forehead is about a 100 degrees. ‘Damn y/n, that should be illegal. It’s way too hot. Please go to the nurses office’, he exclaims.
You put your hand on your heart, feeling how fast it’s beating. It’s so fast that you can feel it in your whole body. You are trying to recall your dream, but you only seem to remember that you felt a dark feeling. It must’ve been a nightmare. You check out your surroundings as you felt quite out of place, but you soon notice you are still in the comfort of your school’s library. You let out a breath, shaking off that weird experience and you try to calm down your body. ‘I think I had some kind of nightmare’, you inform Namjoon before picking up your pencil.
You have been working all night with your classmate. You were assigned to work together on a project. Since the both of you had a hard time to find a good spot in your agendas to work together, you found that only today you could really work on it. So you both took the chance and ended up working all night. You pull out your phone and you notice it’s already 11 pm. Your eyes widen. ‘Namjoon, why didn’t you wake me up? We really need to get going. Can we still get out of the building?’. He chuckles and shrugs. ‘Thought you could use some rest, you’ve only been gone for twenty minutes, so don’t worry. But you’re right. We should go home’. You let out a small sigh before clearing out your desk. He didn’t mean it bad, so you let it go. You both pack your things and go home.
As you walk your way to your dorm, you can’t help but feel that same creeping feeling. You feel that darkness. It’s not uncommon for you anymore. It has been a few years already, the moment you had your period. You have felt it ever since that moment. You can still remember the first dream about it. It was like just now, dark and alone. As if there was something or someone missing from your life. Your mother showed her concern about it and took you to a doctor, who gave you a number of a psychologist. There we thorough experiments, but no one could really tell what it was and how to get rid of it. At some point you found yourself at a more spiritual room. That was even more traumatic, as she just looked at you in fear and told you to leave within a few seconds. It got you thinking. Are you some kind of devil? Some kind of lost soul from another world, what certainly isn’t holy? This time though, this last dream, it was different. Different from your other dreams. You did feel the darkness, but there was something else. It felt refreshing and warm, something you haven’t felt in so long. Whatever it is, you hope that same feeling will return to you. And this time you won’t be woken up. This time it will stay with you.
It’s the following day. Last night hasn’t been easy on you. The darkness has been closing in on you. This time it really seems too real and too attentive. Like it’s watching you. You feel it all over your body. It keeps you heavy and almost a depressed feeling washes over your body. The amount of strength it took you today to get out of bed, get ready and walk to your classes was just too much. You could barely keep your eyes open as your professor tries to explain the laws of physics to you. You must be really sick this time, your body just keeps on heating itself up. Your brain almost feels fried. It’s only a matter of time before you pass out. You can feel it, the life just wanting to seep out of your body. You can feel it pulling. You need it. You need that light right now. You need him.
And exact on that moment, all the lights turned off. Your body had completely given up.
His ears perk up as he felt a weird feeling passing through his body. He sits up straight, looking around his new apartment complex as he looks for some kind of clue. It’s some type of feeling he can’t describe, but it’s very strong, but still goes unnoticed if it wasn’t for his wolf-senses. Something was wrong. But with what or whom, he couldn’t figure out. He sets his eyes on his alarm, reading 10 am. His class will be starting in about an hour. He normally wakes up in 15 minutes, but he is up already. It had been a busy night with the pack. Since they had to move because of a inner-circle rivalry, Jungkook had decided the pack would split in two. It’s for the best this way and he felt like he needed a new start. But ever since he had come here, he felt like something was coming. And not only he has felt it, his closest beta friend Jimin also felt it. ‘I don’t know what it is boss, but your vibes has changed. I can’t put my finger on it’, Jimin said to him. Today, however, the feeling had dubbeled itself. It felt dangerous.
He got out of his bed, walking towards his bathroom. He takes a moment to show his desire towards his surroundings. His pack really put effort in this one. Since the pack had been living on for generations, they have a lot of old money to spend. So when he instructed Jimin to pick out a luxurious appartment for him, he had the best one in mind. He really appreciates his mates and treats them like equals. He has always believed in that. Although Jungkook did have the last word in everything, he never ignores his pack. Dreadfully, Taehyung had a different idea. He wanted to have the upper hand in the pack and run it with an iron fist. Some others within the pack felt like they needed that, to have such a leader. It took 1 month of fighting, arguing and just too much stress to figure the situation out. Which was: to go our separate ways. The whole pack found this the best way and now Jungkook is here, with his most trusted set of wolves. He finally feels happy again.
He puts off his clothing as he gets under the shower. He lets out a deep breath as he feels the warmth flower on his skin. He thinks about his following classes. He is so happy he decided to start with school again. With a new start in a new city, it’s only fitting to start a new career. He wants to learn, maybe be a bit more human-like. Of course he understands he could never be a human, but he just loves how every human has kinda their own purpose. A deeper meaning than just hunting and surviving. Their lives aren’t about surviving anymore, it’s about really living. He wants that for him and his pack. To just feel…. Normal.
His thoughts run wild before he notices something strange. His body is heating up. He shrugs it off, thinking it’s probably just the shower heat. But it doesn’t stop. He begins to breathe louder and his heart is picking up a faster pace. He starts to panic as he immediately turns off his shower. What’s going on?
He feels something suddenly so strong. Something wild, something very primitive. An instinct. He only feels this way when there is a full moon. He runs to the windows in his apartment, but it’s clear daylight. He also knows it shouldn’t be a full moon for at least 2 weeks. So what’s going on? ‘Just follow your instinct then’, he tells himself as he rushes to put on his clothing. He needs to find out and he has a feeling it has to do with that weird feeling from this morning. It must be, it’s the only thing that’s different and has been throwing him off. It could’ve be a heath, but it somehow feels like that. Only, he can still very much control what he does. Jungkook takes a breath as he closes his eyes, trying to gather his thoughts before taking any actions. ‘Okay, it’s definitely something you haven’t felt before, it’s new, but it feels very wolf-ish. So it couldn’t be wrong or bad. Just follow it then’. So he followed it.
You wake up, light piercing through the creeks of your eyelids. You noticed a black ceiling before your senses took over. There was a very manly smell hanging around the air, some type of heavy shampoo. It soothed your mind somehow. You could still remember how you blacked out because you felt very ill, but that ill feeling found it’s way out of your body.
You sit up in a fast motion as your heartbeat begin to quicken again. You can’t seem to recognize you surroundings. You are somewhere unfamiliar. The panic comes back into your body like a train, because for all you know you’ve been kidnapped. How the fuck did you end up here?
‘So you’re the one who has been giving my boss a hard time today hmm?’, someone in the corner of the room speaks out. You quickly turn your head as you lock your eyes with the stranger. You notice his features are silky, almost beautiful as you began to stare in awe. He is handsome, but he can’t be trusted. Because now you are in a strange room with an unfamiliar face, talking about some boss. Is this some kind of dream? Because this can’t be real. The stranger sighs before leaning off the wall and making his way towards a door. ‘Whatever, just don’t break his heart. And oh, welcome to the family sweetheart’, he says before leaving the room.
You frown, not understanding a single word this man just blabbered on to you. ‘Welcome to the family?’, you repeat his words, as if you could maybe make sense of it. You decide to take a moment to inspect your surroundings. You notice you are in some type of bedroom, which is beautifully decorated in all kinds of beautiful earthy-tones. The drapes of the room are closed, but you can clearly see the windows are huge and you must be in an apartment. Well, escaping through the backyard won’t be an option then. You move your legs to the side of the bed, wanting to stand up before you notice in what uniform you are in. You are pretty much only wearing a long button-up shirt with only your panties and bra under it. It shocks you, flashing bad images through your head, scared you might’ve been raped. The possibility isn’t small, as someone had undressed you.
And suddenly something pierces right through your body, making you to let out a small yelp. It was everything but what you expected to feel right now. But somehow it made you calm, it made you feel safe and you knew you aren’t somewhere dangerous. You feel your body heating up again, but this time you don’t feel the darkness, like in your dreams. This time you only feel that light which you have felt in the past few dreams you have experienced. It’s that ray of warmth that has been keeping you safe from the empty feeling.
Without skipping another heartbeat, your door swung open. There you are met with a new set of eyes. His eyes are wide, drained with concern as he looks just as sweaty as you are right now. You look one another in the eyes as you slowly realize he is the one. He is that light. Because suddenly everything finally fits. Everything seems right and he has come for you. He won’t leave this time, he is real and he will be with you for a long time. You can feel it and you can’t help to let out a small moan. Your eyelids lower, just as his does while both of your feelings mash into one. He closes the door behind him before sitting down on his knees in front of you, staring at you in awe. He adores you, the way you look, the way you make him feel. His heart burns for you and he must do anything to protect this kind of purity in his life.
You scan his appearance and he is everything that you ever wanted. His hair as black as night, his eyes shine almost yellow, like a beast looking for its pray. Only you are his pray, in all the most delicious way you can think of. His muscles shine through his button up, showing how capable he is of protecting you. Which has never been a priority in your relationships, but is somehow extremely import now. You notice his strong legs and tall figure, you can almost not hold yourself back from just feeling this man closer to you. That was, until you notice something you didn’t yet see. On top of his head there are two very fluffy ears standing out, as if he is playing some type of cosplay. You squint your eyes, trying to see it more clearly.
‘You are more than I thought you would be’, the guy suddenly sighs. Your eyes fixate back on his, making you melt all over again. You can feel your body fill with love, but you can’t shake the idea that this guy is way more than the eye meets. The first sign is the way he makes you feel, but besides that, he has a lot of animal-like features. You need to know what’s going on.
‘I- we need to talk first. I need to understand, first’, you tell him. It feels like whatever it is that’s different about him ,you will not mind. You have felt different your whole life, you know there must’ve been more than just the ordinary. He closes his eyes for a second, knowing full wel what you mean as he nods his head. He stands up, this time looking down at your figure, which he likes even more. You look so fragile and cute. He wants to have a taste, he can barely contain himself. His urges to claim you are so big. But he knows humans don’t work that way, this is all too unfamiliar. But he has to admit, this is pretty new to him too.
He sits down beside you on the bed, making himself clearer in the light. His features are so beautiful, so tender yet so sexy. You swoon over him, as if your entire body is waiting for him. Wanting him to touch you. He needs to claim you. He grunts, closing his eyes as his head falls back a little, showing his pretty neck. He can smell your body, he can smell that you are becoming aroused. He knew you would react like this, your body is hardwired to seduce him in every way possible. Such a good puppy for me.
You press your legs together, heat spreading through your core by hearing him groan. It’s now that you can see his ears more clearly. They look so cute from up close, but you got thrown off when you see them move. They move. As if, it’s a part of his body. They react with his body. His ears were going sideways in a very calm way. You can kind of guess what he must be, but your conscious still feels uneased. It’s still hard to believe this when you have been living in a world where werewolves, vampires and all those kind of creatures just didn’t exist. Your brain is going against your instinct. Can you trust such a creature? Is this all a prank or am I going to live in fear from now on?
‘Baby, I am what you suspect I am. I however am not what society thinks I am’, he exclaims while looking into your eyes. His expression has gone serious and somehow his eyes have turned black, like a normal human being. He must have sensed you felt uneasy.
‘So what can I expect from all of this? What is my purpose here and what is this… feeling I get…’, you ask, hopefully looking at him and praying for a good answer. An answer you can be happy with and feel comfortable with. Everything but that darkness.
‘Well, where to begin? As a werewolf I live in a pack of 10. We all recently gone to this area. You right now are in a combined apartment-‘, he begins to explain, but you cut him off. ‘That is not what I meant. I mean more related to us…’. It’s the only thing that matters right now. You will get to know the others, but this man in front of you… it’s like you’ve waited for him your whole life. You can’t wait to know more, to feel more. He bites his lip as if he hears your thoughts, feels your body. He probably can. You can also notice he felt a bit annoyed when you cut him off, is he that sensitive?
‘Well, as it seems, we are soulmates. Although wolves rarely find their soulmates, since the world is just too big, an alpha’s soulmate have it a bit tougher. My wolf is just stronger in every way, also my connection to you is therefore stronger. I don’t know if you can relate to that in any way. Maybe the feeling that you talked about…’, he questions and you nod. ‘Yeh, I think that might be it. I’ve felt a darkness around me the moment I became fertile…’. He nods ‘Yeh, its like nature calling you to come to me’, he tells you.
You have to process this information for a second. It all sound way too crazy and you should be freaked out because of this. But somehow you aren’t. It’s like he said, Mother Nature has prepared you for this your whole life. It’s hardwired in your head not to be scared for this man. Because he is emotionally and physically yours to have and to keep. And that also counts the other way around.
‘So, how do we proceed?’, you ask, your eyes falling on his ears again. You are beginning to love them, they are literally so cute. ‘Well, that’s kind of complicated. You have been out for two weeks. The moment I got to you, your body went through a lot of stages of sickness. You were too weak to wake up, but I stayed by your side’, he informs you. Your eyes widen by shock. You have been gone for so long. You missed a lot of school and your friends and family must be livid. You look around for your phone and notice it on the nightstand. Luckily it was charged and you could check the messages. Weirdly enough you didn’t get any, which made you a bit sad. Has really nobody missed me during these two weeks?
You get pulled out of your thoughts when you here the man chuckling. ‘Don’t worry, we took care of everything. We have some special guys in the pack who can manipulate other’s… minds? I don’t know how to describe it.’ He tries to explain, what got you nodding. Not like you understand it though, but what do you really understand of this situation.
‘For the rest of it, I was planning to mark you as soon as you woke up. But it’s full moon tonight and I don’t think you could handle that. You’re still a human and all-‘, he says, but you cut him off again. ‘Sorry, Mark? Full moon?’, you ask. This time his face changed darker as his annoyance at your disrespect kicks in. ‘Don’t cut me off when I am close to full moon, my alpha comes up way faster and will find a way to shut you up’, he says with a stern tone of voice. You gulp, but still feel aroused by the way he is bossing you around. Like this is the way it’s supposed to be. He is the alpha and he has the control over you. He is your mate.
‘But to answer your question, I have to mark you to kind of make our bond final. It’s like marriage but just way more intimate. And I don’t know how much you know about werewolves, but full moons make us full-wolf. Meaning, it’s the closest I get to being as primitive as I can be. During the transition, which takes about 1 hour, my uhm… sexual beast comes forward and I will fuck anything that comes in my way. So I have to tie myself up. And you being around, i will look for you and you will probably not survive’, his words are fast, but the information lays heavy on you. Somehow you don’t really care for the part where he might kill you. Only flashes of imaginary images of him fucking you like an animal runs through your mind and it might just be the thing you want the most.
‘So I won’t be seeing you today then?’, you ask him and he shakes his head. It got you saddened, but you understand. He wouldn’t want to hurt you, you are literally the most important thing he has in his life. So he had already bought extra chains and rented an abandoned house so he wouldn’t be able to touch a hair of you. He needed this to go perfectly. He would be leaving in an hour and his wolf senses aren’t as high yet, so him being with you in the room is just right. But it wouldn’t be smart to touch you yet, that would make him more needy for you.
‘What’s your name by the way’, you suddenly ask, remembering you didn’t have that piece of information yet. He chuckles before answering, looking as pretty as ever while doing so. ‘My name is Jeon Jungkook’.
After about 30 minutes of catching up, telling each other about your lives, Jungkook felt ready to introduce you to the pack. As they all heard the news you had woken up, they came rushing to the pack’s apartment, a place for their meetings and just random chillings. Jungkook felt it would be safest to keep you there, since there are always other wolves to protect you if something went wrong. Maybe an enemy or an imposter. He trusts his pack with his whole life, so he trusts them with you. Today only three members were there to support Jungkook during the full moon. Other wolves had to chain up themselves or had some business to attend to. He didn’t mind only three being there since you weren’t yet used to wolves in general. So to begin with three first should be the right move.
He opens the door and you immediately curiously look around. You notice that the apartment is very big, beautifully decorated. You notice three other men being there in the room with you. You can recognize one, the person who was by your side when you woke up. He is already looking at you, having a light smile on his face as he looks a bit more friendly now. The other two also looked at you in curiosity, sniffing the air to see who you are. Jimin showed Jungkook a quick smirk, knowing full well you have been on edge the whole time. Smelling your arousal got Jungkook a bit boiled up. He didn’t want other wolves to smell you and the urge to push you back into the room became immense big. But, he still knew how to contain himself, as he knew you had to get to know his pack.
‘We have already met, I am Jimin. Jungkook’s closest friend and second in rank of the pack’, he exclaims proudly while walking up to you. You can hear a very low-toned growl coming from Jungkook, warning Jimin to not get any closer. You look up to him, trying to guess what is going on right now. You figured it must be some kind of power-play. It’s something you shouldn’t pay your mind to, it’s a wolf-thing. It’s their thing and you are going to respect that. ‘Nice to meet you Jimin’, you say while looking away. You want to show Jungkook that you are going to obey him today. You want to be his good puppy.
‘The one on the right is Hoseok and the other one is jin’, he says before he already wants to leave the room, needing you for himself. The others only had the briefest moment of waving to you before you were already disappearing behind the door you came from.
‘Okay I’m going to be honest with you. I am very protective of you right now. I can’t have you too close to the others, it will drive me mad. You drive me mad’, he says in a rush as he has you pinned against the door. He is suddenly so close and it’s the only thing you can focus on. His refreshing smells fill the air and you see his eyes flashing yellow again. You can’t help but to get fluttered by him, he is just so immensely handsome. You just need a little taste, you want to feel him.
He growls at you, warning you not to touch him. But you can’t help yourself. How can he expect for you to not touch him when you have longed for him. At has taken you years to finally feel free. He is the one you want. Your hand makes his way up to his cheek, carefully watching his being while doing so. If he becomes too angry, you will stop. But you don’t see him changing, you just see him closing his eyes, enjoying the smallest touch. You glide your thump over his cheek, it’s so soft and milky. Your hand traces the features of his face before making your way to his ears. You have been wanting to touch them since the moment you saw them. They move around a lot, indicating he is a bit nervous en unsure. He looks into your eyes as you touch his ear carefully, petting it softly and you hear him growl once again. His body falters forward a little bit, coming closer to you and only leaving little space between your neck and his mouth. He wants to have a taste of you so bad, but he’s scared he will ruin it. He needs to protect you… but just a small taste… he can have a small taste right? He isn’t that far gone yet right?
He pulls your body away from the door before slowly leading you toward the bed by your hips. He lays you down before hovering his body on top of yours. Your legs open for him like some type of instinct, and he happily complies. He grunts again, loving the way you look under him. You are so pretty, so delicate. He can feel himself being as hard as a rock, knowing full well that his body is ready to claim you. He really wants to, maybe he should. Your eyes are hooded while you look into his. You wrap your legs around his hips while pulling him against your pussy. You are so wet and you want him to feel it, you want to make him feel what he does to you.
‘Hmmm baby, you’re making it so difficult for me. You are so wet for me, my pack could smell it from a mile away’, he says while nudging his nose into your neck, savoring the smell. You smell so sweet. You gasp as he roles his hips into your, making known how big his member is. You let out a small moan as you want to feel more. You want him to be inside You. ‘Please Jungkook’, you yelp out, hoping for some type of release. He groans again, his breath picking up a pace because he feels it too. He has to claim you as fast as possible. He has to fill you up.
‘I can’t, I shouldn’t. I can’t be trusted right now’, he sighed into your neck, letting his body fall on top of you in defeat. He pulls himself up on his elbows, looking into your eyes and admiring them. ‘Tomorrow I will make you mine. It’s one night. We got this’, he says with encouraging words. You show him a small smile before bringing your forehead against him. ‘Be quick, I need you’, you tell him. With that he gets off you and makes his way towards the door. ‘I don’t want you out of this room tonight. Don’t talk to my pack. You are mine and no one can claim you before I do’, he says with a firm tone of voice. ‘Okay, hurry then’, you tell him with a wink and he let out a small frustrated groan before leaving the room.
You check the clock. It must’ve been the thousandth time, because you really can’t wait to see him again. It’s 10 pm. You know by now, he has been tied up. Another hour and he will be full wolf. The others in the pack have been sliding you food through the creak of the door, which you are very grateful for.
You suddenly hear the front door opening. Curious to know who it is, you sit beside the door, waiting to hear any tea from the other side. One of the wolves walk their way up to the door and immediately the air changes around you the moment that door opens.
‘Tae, what the fuck are you doing here?’, you hear Jin asking. ‘I heard your alpha has a new toy? He surely wouldn't hide it here right?’, you hear the ‘Tae’-guy asking. You frown. Are they talking about me? ‘What is that of importance for you?’, Jin asks and you can hear the other wolves walking towards the front door. You know something is very wrong. Jungkook had told you their pack had split up because of a rebellious member. Is this that person? ‘You really can’t be here right now, you know it’s full moon. We’re all on edge and I can barely keep up with my own suppressants. You’re an alpha, are you out of your mind being outside right now?’, you hear Jimin almost yelling. He sounds very angry. You can feel the air shifting even more when Tae’s displeased growl fills the air. ‘You’re wrong Jimin. This is the perfect night to come here’.
Those were the last words before the room got filled with a lot of angry growls, punches and claws. It seems there are way more people in the appartment than before, indicating Tae brought more people than you thought. Your heart starts to race and you feel panic infiltrating your body. You need to get out of here. You quickly find your way towards your closet, hoping to hide there, but before you knew the door swung open. A tall guy stands before you, eyes orange and teeth standing Proudly. He eyes you up and down. You curse yourself for staying in that button-up from Jungkook, because you practically stand pretty much nude in front of this wolf. He smirks, slowly walking up to you after closing the door behind him.
‘We haven’t met yet, I’m Kim Taehyung, alpha male of my pack. Whatever I am going to do to you tonight will partly be because you are such a delicious meal, but also because Jungkook can’t have you. He can’t have happiness, not after abandoning me… us’, he says calmly while closing the gab between your bodies. You try to back away, but he has grabbed your sides, slinging you around to the bed. Your heart pounds like crazy, not able to control your feelings. You are feeling so scared and if anything, this man represents the darkness you have been feeling.
Taehyung doesn’t wait before he has you pinned down on the bed, his body hovering above you as he looks lushness at your body. You cringe under him, looking away. You try to yell for help, but the other wolves are still trying to find their own battles. This can’t happen. I would be save here.
‘Don’t worry kitten’, he says as he rips open all your buttons, exposing your bra to him. ‘This won’t take long. I just need to claim you’, he informs you while also breaking you bra and panties off. You yell because of the sting against your body. He is very strong, you don’t stand any chance against him. Even though you do try. You wiggle around, trying to make it harder for him, but it’s impossible. ‘Please don’t do this’, you beg, fighting your tears. You are fully naked under him. He will rape you tonight. This is it.
That’s when you hear a loud growl outside. Your body shivers as you know all to well who that might be. Taehyung ears immediately perk up and fear enters his body. He knew, if he wanted to live, he’d have to make a run for it now. Jungkook on his Heath during the full moon while you are trying to mark his soulmate? Yep, no chance. So he gets off you immediately, walks out of the door. You hear a whistle, calling his pack to retrieve. It didn’t take them long before you could hear them running outside, only to be met with Jungkook and a few other members of his pack. He wanted to look out of the window, wanting to know if Jungkook was alright. But you couldn’t move. You felt too disgusted to even do anything right now. You only felt like you wanted to shower. To get that creeping smell off your body. Jungkook is strong, he can handle it.
You slowly make your way towards the bathroom. You feel weak as you walk and you can still hear the faint noises of an immense battle going on outside. You get under the warm stream. You let the soap cover your body, cleaning and washing away that horrible person. You got lost in your tracks as you didn’t want to leave the shower. You just want to be clean.
10 minutes later, the bathroom door opened. You immediately sprung out of your trance and got met with the eyes of your soulmate. He looks broken, covered in dirt and scratches. You can see that he is still panting from the battle. He somehow looks bigger than normal, his ears are bigger, his claws too. That’s when you remembered he was still transitioning that night.
Jungkook stripped himself from his clothes, eyes firmly on your body. He gets under the shower with you and pulls his arms around you. He was so scared. The moment it went wrong in the apartment, he could feel it. He felt how scared you suddenly became. He felt that you needed him, so he came immediately. It didn’t take him any effort to break those chains. He ran as fast as he could while he called out for his pack to come join him. He didn’t know what he would find, but it couldn’t be good. He had a feeling it might’ve been because of Taehyung and he was right. Taehyung was still mad, but Jungkook would’ve never guessed Tae would go this far.
‘Sorry for leaving you y/n…’, he sighs into your ear. You slipped a smile while relaxing in his arms. You feel like you can finally breathe again. ‘No don’t say that. You were trying to protect me…’, you comfort him. He sighs into your neck as you enjoy one another’s company. There was a comfortable silence, just the water streaming down your bodies as you can finally hold each other. Before you woke up today, you didn’t know this person excited. But a life without him now seems impossible.
‘Y/n…’, he groans into your ear. You can feel his body coming even closer than it was before. His body rubs on you, slowly backing you up against the bathroom tiles. You feel an icy sting hitting your back as Jungkook breathes onto your shoulder. You know he is in Heath and you know he will not be able to stop it this time. But frankly, you don’t care anymore. You need him to claim you. You have now seen how dangerous it is for you at this point, he needs to be able to protect you fully.
‘Jungkook… I really want you… I need you to be mine’, you breathe into his air. He groans loudly at that, his eyes are now shining with yellow as he looks into yours eyes, looking to make sure. You feel his erection poking against your belly, he feels so big. You nod at him and give him a reassuring nod before your hand makes its way to his torso. You feel all his muscles tensing under your touch, fuck you have so much power over him. He plants his hands beside you on the tiles, wanting you to make him feel good. Your hand makes its way down, right towards where his member is standing tall against your stomach. As your eyes are still locked with his, you let yourself get down to your knees and now being face to face with the huge dick you’ve been wanting to feel for about the whole day.
‘Fuck y/n, I won’t be able to hold back much longer’, he says as he jerks his hips forward out of desperation. Your hand finds his member, feeling how thick and heavy it feels in your hand. You already know you haven’t had this big of a cock inside of you, hopefully you can take it. You give his dick a few bumps and you hear him groan in response. You love the way he is so vocal. You bring your mouth closer, circling your tongue around the tip a few times before taking it into your mouth. You take it slow first, wanting build up the sensation. He thrusts his hips with the movement of your mouth. His member feels so big in your mouth and he tastes delicious. It’s as if you can’t get enough, this is what you needed all along.
‘Stop, get up’, he says while pulling his dick out of your mouth. You let out a small whine, wanting to make him cum with your mouth. ‘Why…’, coo at him, standing up. You pout at him, but you were met with the most darkest of looks. He stared right into your soul with his yellow eyes, shocking a wave of heath through your body. ‘You are dripping all on the tiles, it’s a waste’, he grunted as his body closes in on you again. His hand finds it’s way down your belly, right to your core. He teases you, circling his fingers on the outside of you folds, making you shiver by the feeling.
‘I bet the whole building can smell your cunt right now. Hmmm… how they would want to have a taste… but only I can have it’, he says as his fingers now found their way between your folds. He slides it up and down, gathering all your juices before bringing it up to his mouth, licking it off and moaning while he does so. ‘I want more baby. I need to fuck you, taste you and make you my bitch’, he groans, laying his forehead onto your shoulder.
You hesitate for a second before replying: ‘then do so. Make me yours. I can handle it’.
He didn’t need any more confirmation. Maybe in a different moment, he would make more sure that you were okay with this. But his wolf could’ve resist anymore. This is his soulmate. Someone tried to take that away from him tonight, he can’t risk that again. He needs to seal the deal in the most delicious of ways.
He pulls you off of the ground, making you straddle him in the air. He turns off the shower before making his way to the bathroom. The way he did this all so easily made you swoon, making you more wet than you already were. That made him chuckle. ‘Hmm never had such a strong man taking care of you hm?’, he joked and you could only shake your head. He let you slide down a little while he made his way over to the bed, making contact between you pussy and his member. You couldn’t help but to wiggle your hips around, needing to feel some type of release. He grunts as he feels your intentions and instead throws you down on the bed.
‘Careful baby, I might really destroy you when you are being naughty like that’, he exclaims, smirking down at your small figure. You lay down comfortably for him as he makes his way on top of you. You again instictly open your legs for him, showing just how much he is turning you on. His wolf-instinct immediately kicks in as he follows his nose directly to your pussy. You sniffs a few times before licking making line on the outside of your folds. Your body sniffers in response, letting out a small moan as you do so.
Jungkook loves your smell. You are so sweet and flower-ish. It drives him crazy. Your smell is to him like catnip is to cats. He can’t help but to indulge himself in that smell. With that thought, he digs in. His tongue makes long strokes through your folds, licking up all your juices. Your body reacts immediately, your hands finding his hands that were places right beside your hips. He looks up to you in lust, loving how you look right now. You are completely and utterly submissive to him. He is in control and he will make sure you will have the best time. He also is still trying to prep you, because he knows that the moment he will be inside of you, he won’t be able to hold back. He will destroy that pussy.
His tongue glides a few more times between your folds before settling on you small nub. He knows his way around it, you notice, since he starts to lick uncontrollably. Making circles and letting your body react to it in shocky movement. Your legs are really having their own life as Jungkook keeps on hitting the right spot, not even missing it once. ‘Jungkookkk….’, you moan as you are coated with his warmth on your clit. He growls against your pussy, sending shockwaves through your body. The pleasure is almost too much to handle and like some type of cue, he start focusing on another part of your cunt.
His tongue glides down again, sucking up all your juices, before settling on your entrance. As he does so, he grabs your calves and bends your legs towards your stomach. He has better access to your entrance that way. He takes a look first, admiring how pretty you look under him like that, before going down on you again. While one hand holds you legs down, the other holding his own weight, his tongue finds its way into your pussy. You let out a loud moan, indicating that you are loving his movements on you. His tongue begins to pump inside of you, licking and sucking all the wetness out of you. You go crazy as he does so. You have never been pleasured like this before.
‘Hmmmm it’s so good Jungkook, please don’t stop’, you moan. And he doesn’t. He needs to taste more of you, you need to get more wet. Like a wild dog he starts to aggressively bump two fingers with his tongue inside you. Another finger starts to stimulate your asshole, giving you that extra edge you have been needing to start building up your height. Your body starts to warm up as that familiar feeling grows stronger. It’s almost like your body goes numb as he keeps on bumping into you, making you moan and wet. He loves the sounds you make while he makes you feel this pleasure. He will want to hear this for the rest of his life.
‘Almost…’, you moan as you feel yourself entering the final stage. With that He burrows his face closer against your pussy, putting his nose against you clit as he jerks his head side to side. This trick really got your body jerking in pleasure, head swinging back as you can help but to grab his hair tightly into your hand. It only took a short amount of time before the building heath exploded and your climax runs through your body like a burning fire. He notices that you came and slowed down his movements, making sure he doesn’t overstimulate you.
He lets go of your body before settling his hips between your legs, tight against you as he curiously looks at your worn-out state. Your eyes were closed due to the intense moment, but when you open them again, you meet a cute, but still dark face in front of you. You know it isn’t over yet and you wouldn’t want it any different. He needs to make you his first and you still crave for him to be inside of you.
‘You okay?’, he asks. You nod as your body is finally calming down. Your heart is slowly coming back to a normal pace and you let out a deep breath. You can’t help but to stare at his blump lips which you haven’t kissed yet.
‘Hmm good idea’, he says, as if he could read your thoughts. He slowly closes in on your lips, the touch finally finding yours. You can still taste yourself on him, but it only made it that much hotter. He takes it slow at first, grabbing your face into his hand, tenderly showing his affection to you. Your legs instinctively find their way around his torso, needing him closer to you. He moans a little in the kiss as his member slides between your folds and he can’t help but to jerk his hips forward a little. The kiss deepens and your tongues find their ways I’m each other’s mouths. Your are both just taking your time to feel each other and getting to know one another’s body. His member slides easily between your folds since it’s still wet from his tongue and your juices.
You can’t help but to jerk your hips up a little, letting his dick slide in your entrance just the tiniest bit. He growls into your mouth, eyes locked on yours. ‘Y/n…’, he says with a warning tone. You shake your head. ‘I don’t care Jungkook, fuck me already’, you say. That is all it took for Jungkook to let go of his human side and fully commit to his primitive wolf.
His face changes within a second to a very dark expression, teeth growing inside his mouth as his ears perk up. His whole body seems to tense up and a loud groan leaves his body. He didn’t waste any more seconds as his hips bump into you with one swift move, his member now fully in you. You let out a Yelp, flustered by the sudden sensation. You could feel it sting, but you didn’t care. The way Jungkook is looking at you is the most manly and horny thing you’ve ever seen.
He grabs your legs again, pulling them flat against your stomach before pulling his dick out and right back in again. His thrusts are hard, full of power. He immediately picks up a steady pace while he uncontrollably growls over your moans. His member fills you up in the most positive ways. Not a littlest space is left in your gut. With this position he can also go so deep, you can almost feel it in you stomach.
‘Such a good bitch for me… so pretty and small. No one can have you’, you can hear Jungkook mutter under his breath while his strokes don’t fail to send shocks through your body. You moan loudly by his words, loving how he is so dominant over you. You have never felt this way before.
Suddenly he pulls out and flips your body over on your stomach. Like you shared the same mind, you immediately lift your ass in the air as your legs are still closed. He puts his legs on both sides of your legs as he bends over your, sliding his dick right between your Ass cheeks and finding your entrance again. He did it all n such an easy movement, you could help but moan when he entered you again. In this position your walls are stretched to the max, it makes you go crazy. You can hear him growl as he makes a fast pace onto you. His dick slides in and out. His body falters onto your back, grabbing your neck as he tries to suffocate you a little. You love the pressure and moan even louder, feeling a heath building up in your core again. He fastens his pace onto your pussy, knowing damn well that you are close again. He doesn’t show any mercy and starts to nip on your neck, giving you goosebumps. He needs you to cum again for him.
His pace is becoming so fast that you are barely able to think. Everything that he does right now is just too much. It only took you a few seconds before the same burning sensation washes through your body again. Shocking motions leave your body as Jungkook sees you cumming right under him. He doesn’t stop though this time, his pace keeps on going as he now seeks his own height. He can’t control himself, he needs to claim you now. He turns you around again, detaching his member before standing up off the bed. The drags you with him before finding the big window in the room. He roughly pulls off the drapes, not caring that they are probably unrepairable now. He lifts your body up and you immediately bring your legs around his hips. You are now both bare naked pushed up against a window and you both don’t care.
He didn’t wait and immediately slides his dick back into your entrance, making a fast pace against your body. You don’t have to put any effort him holding yourself up as he seems to keep your body steadily against the window. His eyes stare into yours, both hooded and sparkling yellow. At some point he stops holding one of your legs as he puts it beside you on the wall, making it way more easy for him to thrust forcefully into you. Your moans fill the roam and he can’t hold back his growls as well.
He pulls you off the window before laying you on the floor. ‘I’m gonna make you mine now’, he growls as his member again has an ungodly pace into your cunt. He brings his head forwards, lips finding the crook of your neck. He licks in a few times and suddenly you feel something growing in your gut. It’s as if Jungkook's dick is growing. You also notice it by his movements as he slows down, indicating his is tuck in some way. Whatever is going on, it can only be good.
Suddenly he stops moving while a loud growl erupts from his body. You only hold onto him with all your strength, wanting to be as close to him as possible while this moment happens. His teeth suddenly dig into your neck, a painful sensation running through your body as you jerk your head backwards. It was at this moment Jungkook jerks his hips even further into you, cumming in you as he marks you. You feel immense pleasure out of this, his cemen coating your walls and his teeth marking you as his. The feeling of light finally fully became yours and you have never felt so much at peace as now.
You hold onto him as he jerks a few more times with his hips, riding out his own height before detaching his teeth with your body. He let himself rest on top of your body, head resting beside yours while you both close your eyes for a small second. You cans till feel his dick inside of you, being blown up and stuck inside of you.
‘Hmmmmm… that was so delicious’, he mutters into your neck. You smile and nod. ‘Yeh… it was’.
You finally feel him softening and after a minute or so he finally is able to pull out without hurting you. He gets off of you before pulling you up in his arms, bringing you to the bed. He tucks you in and grabs you a towel to clean yourself. He really is a gentleman, even though we just had such a moment.
He lays beside you while looking at you cleaning yourself. ‘You are so beautiful. I could do all of that again for pretty much the whole night’, he says as his hand can’t help but to find it’s way to your boob. He lays closer to your, circling uproar nipple and putting his tongue on your other, teasing you. You sigh by the sensation, letting your head fall back.
‘But sadly my suppressants will work out in about 30 minutes. I will turn to a wolf then. It’s a wonder I haven’t destroyed you just now. I don’t know where hobi got these pills from, but they work wonders’, he mutters to himself while still admiring your boobs. You chuckle as you are in awe of how he is kind of precious even though he really just gave you the best sex you’ve ever had. You pet his head, tracing his ears again. They are really so pretty.
‘30 minutes is pretty long you know’, you exclaim. He looks up at you with a smirk before planting his lips on your breasts again, but this timing sucking hard on it. ‘Well looks like a second round then princess’, he says before turning you around again and giving you the best night of your life.
Thank you for reading!
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watching interesting stuff with your bestfriend (1/2)
pairing: jungkook × reader
genre: smut
summary: when you invited tour best friend to your house in the middle of the night and both of you found out how to have fun.
rating: 18+
warnings: nsfw, mention of sexual stuff
word count: 1,169
disclaimer: this is purely a fragment of imagination. lowercase intended for aesthetic purpose.
recommended song: friends // chase atlantic
enjoy.
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he knocks on the hard wooden door with his knuckles, producing strong tapping sounds. putting his hand back down as he let out a silent deep breath, waiting for response in the middle of the night.
the darkness of the night illuminates the sky as the chilly breeze faintly hits his skin. the sound of leaves being brushed shyly by the wind slows the world down as the padding of the jacket keeps his warmth to himself.
after a few seconds, sounds of footsteps can be heard coming from inside of the house.
"who is that?" a feminine voice says as she stands at the other side of the door, hand already on the doorknob as she is expecting a person.
"it's jungkook," jungkook replies to his best friend's sentence.
A clicking sound emits as she twists the doorknob, opening about inches wide for her eyes to playfully take a peek at the guy.
jungkook just watches the pair of eyes looking at him in a vertical line as her beautiful long black hair falls into the direction she leans her head on.
the tip of his lips minimally rising. "you don't know my voice now?"
on the other hand, y/n stand up properly as she straightens up her spine, opening the door wider than before.
"of course I don't, duh. we literally call almost everyday"
jungkook raises his eyebrows as his lips become pouty.
"that is a fair point."
a smile makes a way on her lips as she looks at his face. he even looks good in the night light.
his details can clearly be seen as the dim light of the night gives some touch of serenity and sensuality.
don't get it wrong. they are best friends and they don't really have feelings for each other.
it is just she knows something is pretty when she sees it.
and she is quite honest about it.
but of course she doesn't really tell jungkook because he will always brag about how beautiful he is.
"do you want to come in?" she asks as she lean on the door. "says the one who invited me to their house" he answers in one swift.
the reason y/n invited jungkook is one, she misses him, and two, y/n's parents are out to another state. this time they are probably going to be gone for some time since the quarantine is over and her country is proudly covid free.
she just let out a giggle as she moves to the side, giving him a space to walk in. he ambles his way into the house as y/n closes the door behind them, locking it safe.
both of them directly go for the stairs as it is where y/n's room is located.
"what are we going to do?" jungkook asks as his foot steps on another stair with y/n climbing the stairs behind him.
"i don't really know," she replies as her cardigan slips off one of her shoulders, exposing the spaghetti strap of her white top.
as jungkook reaches the top floor, he turns around to look at his friends who are steps away from him.
"want to watch 'interesting stuff' ?" he asks with a small sly smile as y/n's feet finally touch the wide aligned floor.
"what?" she says as her wrinkles form between her eyebrows. jungkook just turns his back to her, ignoring her meaningless questions as they walk straight to the on their left.
yeah, jungkook is definitely comfortable being in her house. they hang out together so much that each other's home feels like a second home.
their parents know their good friendship so they don't really mind either.
he pushes the gray wooden door, the smell of her room hits her nose. the room smells like strawberry, the scent that is stuck with y/n wherever she is.
the chilly air of the room hits his skin once again, but this time a bearable cool temperature.
looking around, nothing has really changed except for there are definitely more items in the room now.
well she told him she was online shopping a lot because of the quarantine.
he walks to her neat bed, throwing his front on the gray duvet as his legs are hanging on the side of the bed.
he takes a deep breath, needing more of the sweet calming scent.
y/n let out a chuckle as she watches his action, closing the door behind her as she walks closer to his figure.
she lifts up her hand, giving him a spank as her palm meets his bottom.
jungkook doesn't bother, instead he just closes his eyes, enjoying how good her bed feels.
his body bounces as y/n sits on the bed, crawling onto the other side. she rests her back on the headrest, finding a comfortable position as her gaze pinned on the laptop that is sitting on her bed.
she looks at the male beside her, stretching her hand out as she runs her fingers through his soft hair. repeating her action that seems to make him one hundred times relaxed than he already is, she opens up her mouth.
"what do you want to watch?"
hearing that sentence, he lifts his body up to sit properly on the bed. he crosses his legs as he sits besides her. reaching out for the laptop, he grabs the sides of the light metal which is cool due to the air conditioner.
he places the laptop between the two of them.
his fingers begin to do the work as she watches him, only for her eyebrows slanted inwards.
"why are you turning on the incognito mode?"
the tip of his lip rises as he lets out a smirk.
he begins typing in the search section as her eyes slowly open wide while her lips make an opening gaps.
pornhub.com
she taps on his arm as she looks at him with a surprised face, a part of her feeling how ludicrous the situation is.
jungkook moves his gaze onto her, a small chuckle making its way out of his mouth.
"so we are finally watching porn together?" y/n utters as both of them look at each other.
yup, they talked about this before. both of them are hella dirty minded.
plus, being besties that are way too comfortable with each other, of course they chatter about this kinda stuff.
"yes duh. we talked about it a lot of times before but we never got a chance to do it," he states, looking at her soft features.
this honestly feels illegal but at the same time it feels rebellious, giving them the adrenaline which drives them.
it is better when it feels wrong, doesn't it?
"go lock the door," she says as she looks at him. following her precaution, he stands up and locks the door by turning the small lock handle to the side.
he sits on the bed once again, placing his gaze on her. a mischievous smile forms on his lips.
"what kind of p*rn do you want to watch?"
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La Ocasión
kmj x lector x jjk
Estaba viendo uno de esos momentos donde te preguntas el típico "¿Qué estoy haciendo con mi vida?" ¿Yo de verdad estaba planteándome la posibilidad de aceptar ESA propuesta?
Mi celular sonó encima de la mesa sacándome de un empujón de mi estado. Lo miré un segundo de reojo… si, era ESA persona.
Atendí mientras me fijaba la hora en la barra superior del teléfono, eran las ocho…
— Eh..., hola —me apresuré a responder.
— ¿Qué hacías?
— Estaba por ver una película —mentí.
Del otro lado de la llamada se escuchó una pequeña risa acompañada de un: — Me estás mintiendo ¿verdad?
— ¿Necesitabas algo?
— Ah..., ya entendí. Estas pensando en lo que te propuse, ¿no?
— Te estoy diciendo que no... —dije tontamente.
— Dime lo que pensaste. Eso me excita. —y el tono en el que lo dijo, oscuro, grave y sensual, su voz era narcótica.
— Solo imagine una situación —le contesté.
— ¿Y te gustó la imagen?
— No sé.
— ¿Qué te imaginaste?
— Namjoon, ¿vos qué pensas que imaginé? ¿Que hacíamos una pijamada y nos pintábamos las uñas? —soné tan adolescente que quise darme un cabezazo contra la mesa.
— Estás muy a la defensiva, eso me dice que te gustó lo que imaginaste pero te da vergüenza. ¿Estoy en lo correcto? —inquirió.
— No —respondí.
— ¿No? No sé qué te imaginaste pero estoy seguro que te gustará cuando estés entre nosotros dos. Los dos cojiendote a la vez. Te lo podemos hacer despacio, a Jungkook le gusta así. —cerré los ojos. Todo mi cuerpo temblaba. Todo mi cuerpo ardía—. ¿Quieres hacerlo?
Parpadeé varias veces tratando de imaginar cómo gemirían en mi oído, cómo me sentiría estar en el medio, cómo... no.
— ¿Llamabas para algo en específico?
— Bueno, supongo que se acabó el juego telefónico.
— Sí. Se acabó. —me acomode mejor en mi cama—. Dime.
— Nada, te llamaba para decirte que en lugar de a las nueve y media, estés preparada a las diez. Paso a esa hora.
— Esa información la podrías haber mandado en un Whatsapp...
— Quería escuchar tu voz. No te toques demasiado pensando en nosotros…
Colgué con una sonrisa tonta en la boca y quedé mirando la pantalla apagada del celular. Me levanté con un suspiro y me fui hacia el baño.
Después de una larga ducha, me ondulé el cabello y me puse la mejor ropa interior que tenía mientras me convencía a mí misma de que solo era una cena con dos chicos….
Eran las diez en punto y ahí me encontraba, mirando por mi ventana a ver si aparecía quien tanto esperaba. Dije que no, podría haberle mandado un mensaje diciendo que no viniera a buscarme, incluso pensé en inventar una enfermedad para no ir a esa cena, pero ahí estaba… escuchando la bocina de su auto fuera de mi puerta.
Salí de mi casa mirando hacia todos lados por si por alguna casualidad de la vida, apareciese alguien conocido. Pero eso no pasó.
Llegué el Mercedes Benz GT63S de Namjoon, la puerta estaba abierta así que solo entre de inmediato en el asiento del copiloto.
— Estoy segura que me voy a volver loca. No sé por qué no estoy en mi casa en pijama comiendo una napolitana con papas fritas.
— Te perderías el show de Namjoon intentando cocinar y al final pidiendo rappi.
Me giré asustada para encontrar a Jungkook al volante, con esa mueca característica en su boca que no llegaba a ser una sonrisa.
Llevaba una remera negra, con una campera azul marino a cuadros que hacía conjunto con el pantalón y el cabello recogido en una coleta con pequeños mechones sueltos.
— Pensaba que...
— Vamos —dijo.
Asentí y me quedé callada. Él puso el coche en marcha y salimos de allí sin mediar palabra.
— ¿Puedo poner música? —pregunté.
— Si. Espera. —pulsó los mandos del sonido que tenía en el volante y comenzó a sonar La Ocasión.
— Me gusta.
— ¿Sí? —preguntó sin mirarme—. No te imaginaba escuchando esta música.
— ¿Y qué música te imaginabas que escucho?
— Y no sé. ¿Pop?
Me reí y él esbozó una media sonrisa de lado: — A veces escucho pop, pero no es mi género preferido —susurré—. Agregando que, podía haberme ido yo sola a su casa.
— No importa.
— No hablas mucho —comenté.
— Relájate. El silencio no es malo. Solo... relájate.
— Ya... —dije mirando por la ventanilla. Relajarse en aquella situación no era fácil.
— Namjoon puede llegar a ser muy confianzudo —comentó—. Pero al final vos mandas y nosotros solo tratamos de obedecer.
Y ese comentario terminó de dejarme fuera de órbita. ¿Pero estos chicos no conocían las conversaciones superficiales? Bueno, de introducir cosas me parece que sabían demasiado. Después de eso...
Jungkook bajó al garaje con una habilidad que seguro yo habría dejado el auto estampado contra alguna columna. Apagó el motor y salimos del auto.
— Bueno, ¿vamos?
Solo asentí y lo seguí fuera del coche. Pasos sobre el cemento del garaje. El zumbido del tubo fluorescente del ascensor. El silencio denso envolviéndolo todo. El sonido de llaves en el bolsillo de su pantalón... A la derecha una terraza, donde Namjoon trataba de terminar de preparar la mesa.
Todo estaba iluminado por una hilera de luces blancas y sobre la mesa ondeaban unas cuantas velas. Un poco de brisa me acarició el pelo y Jungkook me pidió que me sentara. En la mesa se podía ver un poco de ensalada con cortes diferentes de carne. Namjoon me trajo una copa de vino acompañado de una sonrisa como saludo y se sentó en la cabecera de la mesa, a mi lado. Frente a mí, Jungkook.
Era gracioso como desde el salón sonaba la misma canción que cuando veníamos en el auto con Jungkook.
— ¿El departamento es de ustedes? —pregunté para tratar de sacar algún tipo de conversación antes de empezar a comer.
— De Nam —respondió Jungkook al tiempo que alcanzaba el vino.
— Era de mis padres —aclaró el nombrado—. Era demasiado grande para mí. Cuando conocí a Kook, él estaba buscando un departamento y a mí me sobraba lugar. Aunque por aquel entonces no se parecía en nada a lo que es ahora.
— ¿El piso o Jungkook? —bromeé.
— Buena pregunta —apuntó—. Pero supongo que ninguno de los dos.
— El departamento estaba lleno de muebles viejos y ratas, y Kook llevaba el cabello corto y en ese entonces no le gustaba compartir pero aprendió.
— Namjoon llevaba rastas —contraatacó.
— Cuando yo empecé a trabajar me gasté parte en renovar el departamento y Jungkook ya era como de la casa. Somos amigos, nos llevamos bien y...
— Y les gusta compartir cosas... —dije antes de meterme un poco de ensalada en la boca.
— —Ni yo mismo lo hubiera definido tan bien —replicó Namjoon.
— ¿Vos vivís sola? —inquirió Jungkook.
— Sí. Prefiero vivir sola. Para mí es un lujo poder entrar y salir sin dar explicaciones a nadie.
— Tal cual. Así nadie te molesta cuando te pones a imaginar cosas —contestó Namjoon.
Kook empezó a reír y yo me sonrojé.
— Ah, sí, Nam ya me contó todo. Todo bien, ¿no? ¿Imaginaste cositas lindas conmigo? —me preguntó con una sonrisita insolente.
— Bueno, no era para tanto, ¿no? Solo éramos tres personas cenando, tres personas conociéndose un poco mejor. No pasaba nada.
— La ensalada está rica —apunté.
— Le incomodan los silencios —le aclaró Jungkook a Namjoon.
— ¿Te incomodan? Bueno, no te preocupes. Intentaremos llenarlos con sonidos —me guiñó un ojo.
Me atraganté con el vino y me puse a toser.
— Qué impresionable —exclamó Jungkook mirándome.
— Pero... —conseguí decir.
— No se vale poner en pedo.
— La cosa es que te relajes un poco, no que termines inconsciente —apuntó Jungkook con sorna.
— ¿Eso es todo lo que voy a hacer? ¿Tomar, relajarme y después...?
— En teoría… —respondieron los dos a la vez.
— Bueno, esto es raro.
— No lo es —afirmó Namjoon antes de meterse un pedazo de carne en la boca.
— ¿Qué hay de malo? —planteó Jungkook.
— ¿Qué hay de malo en qué exactamente? —pregunté haciéndome la tonta.
— En cojer los tres —respondió Jungkook.
— Bien. No se iban por las ramas...
— Mierda...
— Sí, mierda —se burló Namjoon.
— Es que, no sé muy bien cómo es esto. Porque, si no he entendido mal, la cuestión es que les gusta, bueno...
— Acostarnos con la misma mujer —puntualizó Namjoon.
— Y ¿qué hay de malo? Quiero decir..., cuando algo es moralmente reprochable de verdad es porque afecta de forma negativa a alguien, ¿no? ¿A quién hace daño que tú explores un poco dónde están los límites de tu propia sexualidad? —puntualizó Jungkook.
— ¿No debería hacernos daño a nosotros mismos? —señalé—. Quiero decir que, sumergirse en el vicio sexual es...
— ¿Vicio sexual? Bueno, cualquier acto sexual que no tenga fines reproductivos es vicio entonces. Eso solo son mentiras moralistas. Lo cierto es que hablamos de costumbre más que de moral. Alguien dijo que el sexo era de dos en dos y entre hombres y mujeres y nosotros parece que no tenemos los huevos suficientes para ponerlo en entredicho.
— Qué conversación más rara para una cena —suspiré—. Me parece raro o poco normal el cómo me lo plantearon. ¿Qué quieren que les diga?
— Esto va así. Fases: primero rechazo. Después curiosidad. Luego negación. Más tarde aceptación —dispuso Jungkook muy seguro de lo que decía.
— Tengo preguntas.
— Tiene preguntas —dijo en tono jocoso Jungkook.
— ¿Y si solo cenamos? —preguntó Namjoon—. Al menos por ahora...
Como bien había apuntado Jungkook, el silencio me molestaba, así que les pregunté acerca de sus trabajos y cosas banales. La conversación se volvió fluida, normal y divertida. Por debajo, la canción que sonaba en el parlante.
Una vez terminamos de cenar, mientras hablábamos sobre historias para no dormir, fuimos trasladando platos sucios a la cocina. Namjoon sacó unos pequeños cupcakes de chocolate de la nevera, los sirvió en un bonito plato rectangular y fue a buscar unos frutos rojos.
Jungkook estaba apoyado en la mesada y yo me encontraba frente a él. Namjoon dejó el plato con el postre encima de la encimera, y agarro uno de los cupcakes, que se desmoronó mostrando un líquido de chocolate salir de su interior. Sus dedos manchados de chocolate fueron directos hasta mis labios, que se entreabrieron de forma instintiva. Primero manchó la superficie y cuando mi lengua salió tímidamente para lamer las gotas, se introdujeron un poco dentro de mi boca.
— ¿Te gusta? —preguntó con ese tono oscuro y grave que le secuestraba la voz cuando la situación se encendía.
Asentí. Miré a Jungkook, que seguía atento los movimientos de mi boca. Namjoon se acercó y me susurró que lamiera bien sus dedos; al ver que yo tenía los ojos puestos en la tercera persona que ocupaba la cocina, me cogió la barbilla con la otra mano y me obligó a dirigir la vista hacia él.
— Mírame a mí.
Agarre su mano y pasé la lengua por sus dos dedos saboreando y succionando ligeramente. Cuando terminé y le solté, fue su boca la que se acercó a la mía.
— Tienes una boca de escándalo. Casi no puedo pensar en otra cosa.
La boca de él me recibió entreabierta; su lengua no tardó en adentrarse en busca de la mía y gemí de placer ante un beso tan contundente y demandante. Era el beso de un hombre que sabía lo que quería, en todos los sentidos. La atmósfera se cargó de electricidad cuando una especie de ronroneo salió de la garganta de Namjoon cuando mordí con cuidado su labio inferior. Sus manos acariciaron mis brazos y después, agarrándome de los hombros, me giró de cara a Jungkook, acomodando mi trasero apretado a su bragueta. Me apartó el pelo a un lado y su boca empezó a besarme el cuello, haciéndome gemir.
Jungkook se acercó un poco y yo, al atisbar movimiento, abrí los ojos asustada.
— Tranquila... —susurró.
Namjoon maniobró desde detrás hasta abrir el botón de mi pantalón y meter la mano dentro de la ropa interior. Sus dedos juguetearon sobre mi clítoris hasta arrancarme un gemido. Jungkook se acercó más. Le miré con los labios entreabiertos y las mejillas ardiendo cuando me acarició el pelo.
— ¿Siempre fuiste tan linda? —dijo con un hilo de voz.
Jungkook deslizó los nudillos y los dedos por mi cara y después por mis labios en particular. Los labios se me curvaron en una sonrisa tímida y, por fin, él me sonrió. Levanté las manos hasta hundirlas en su agradecido y desordenado cabello y enredé los dedos entre sus mechones. Él se inclinó hacia mí y, despacio, se acercó.
— ¿Puedo besarte? —me preguntó.
Los dedos de Namjoon seguían deslizándose terminando siempre el recorrido sobre mi clítoris. En un gemido ronco se dejó llevar hasta el fondo de mí y me penetró con dos dedos. Cuando los arqueó en mi interior, fui yo misma la que acercó a Jungkook hasta mi boca y nos fundimos en un beso. No me lo podía creer.
Aún notaba el sabor de la saliva de Namjoon cuando se mezcló con la de él. Jungkook besaba diferente, pero increíblemente bien. Había menos urgencia y algo mucho más caliente, como prohibido. Era lento, tortuoso y... algo tierno. Los movimientos de su lengua, lentos y decadentes, me arrancaron un ronroneo de placer.
— ¿Ves? —susurró Namjoon junto a mi oído—. Puedes tenernos cuando quieras y cuanto quieras.
Volví a acercar a Jungkook a mi boca y nos besamos hondamente. Empecé a gemir dentro de sus labios a medida que el movimiento de los dedos de Namjoon se aceleraba.
Jungkook se alejó un poco de mí y le dijo a Nam, con voz suave, que frenara.
— Se va a correr.
— No, todavía no... —reprochó Namjoon.
Asentí como pude y en cuanto Namjoon sacó la mano de dentro de mi ropa, Jungkook tiró de mí hasta envolverme entre sus brazos y besarme.
— ¿Me dejas llevarte a mi dormitorio? —me preguntó. No supe qué contestar. Estaba saturada de sensaciones—. Voy a besarte —añadió—. Y solo haré lo que tú quieras que haga. Pero tienes que saber que me muero por ver cómo te abandonas y te corres.
— Yo... no lo sé —dije.
— Pues averígualo...
Jungkook volvió a besarme y cerré los ojos; sus brazos me cargaron sobre él y anduvo hasta su dormitorio. Él era narcótico y combinaba a la perfección con el de Namjoon, que deslizaba sus manos por mis brazos. La boca de Kook se deslizó por mi barbilla, mi cuello y después por mi escote.
Eché la cabeza hacia atrás, apoyándola en el pecho de Namjoon, que trataba de subir mi blusa de tirantes. Me aparté de los labios de Jungkook y levanté los brazos para desprenderme de otra pieza de ropa. Me saque las zapatillas y Namjoon me ayudó a quitarme los pantalones vaqueros; después Jungkook me subió de nuevo a sus brazos en un solo ademán, como si no pasase nada, y se dejó caer suavemente sobre la cama conmigo debajo.
Namjoon se quitó la camiseta y se desabrochó los pantalones. Vi por el rabillo del ojo cómo terminaba de desnudarse, hasta quedar solo con la ropa interior. Se acercó a la sencilla mesita de noche y sacó dos preservativos del cajón. Aquello me aterrorizó. ¿Los dos dentro de mí...?
— Para... —le pidió Jungkook—. La estás asustando.
— Ey bebé, no te asustes —dijo en un susurro Namjoon.
Asentí y me costó horrores tragar saliva; tenía la boca seca y me di cuenta de que los dientes casi me castañeteaban.
Namjoon me giró hacia él y abordó mis labios, besándome a escasos centímetros de Jungkook, que se quitó la camiseta. Se levantó de la cama y Namjoon aprovechó para echarse a mi lado, agarrarme de la cintura y subirme encima de su cuerpo para así frotarme instintivamente sobre su erección a lo que él gimió.
— Eso es, deja que Kook lo vea.
Cerré los ojos al sentir unos labios en mi cuello y dos manos desabrochándome el sujetador. Mis pechos quedaron al descubierto y la lengua de Jungkook se deslizó por toda mi espalda como una enredadera para, finalmente, acomodarse de rodillas detrás de mí. Noté el bulto de su pene duro pegarse a mi trasero. Me moví y los dos se movieron conmigo, al unísono.
Tiré de la ropa interior de Namjoon hacia abajo hasta destapar su erección y Jungkook me levantó en para quitarme también la mía. El corazón empezó a bombearme fuertemente en el pecho.
— ¿Qué estoy haciendo? —musité.
— ¿Quieres parar? —susurró Jungkook en mi oído.
— No. No. Sigan.
Jungkook se recostó sobre mí y besó mi cuello con tantas ganas que estoy segura que dejo muchas marcas.
— Toma —dijo Namjoon pasándole un preservativo.
— ¿Quieres? —me preguntó Jungkook.
Ni siquiera lo pensé. Me incorporé y tiré a Jungkook en la cama, abrí el preservativo y se lo puse lo más rápido que pude.
Me subí sobre él y me introduje su erección, que fue entrando en mí lentamente a pesar de lo húmeda que estaba. Era gruesa y mi cuerpo tiraba para dilatarse y acomodarse a su tamaño.
Su gesto se contrajo de placer y se mordió con fuerza el labio inferior. Namjoon se apartó un poco, dejándonos hacer pero mirando de cerca. Yo moví las caderas encima de Jungkook con tantas ganas que le hice blasfemar.
Alargué las manos y le toqué el pecho, clavando la yema de los dedos en sus pectorales, sin dejar de moverme. Los muslos me ardían del esfuerzo, pero algo dentro de mí me suplicaba que no parara.
Namjoon terminó acercándose, sentí su boca en la nuca y uno de sus dedos jugar... detrás.
Me incliné hacia delante para besar a Jungkook, dejándome más accesible, y su dedo entró por completo para salir después.
— ¿Te gusta?—me preguntó.
— Sí —noté cómo me contraía, abrasada de calor por dentro.
Namjoon siguió penetrándome con su dedo a la vez que yo me introducía la erección de Jungkook.
— Para..., para un segundo —me pidió.
Tanto Jungkook como yo dejamos de movernos y Namjoon empujó hasta que la cabeza de su pene empezó a colarse dentro de mí. Me quejé y él paró entre jadeos; la sacó, la humedeció con saliva y volvió a intentarlo. Esta vez, de golpe, coló varios centímetros dentro de mí.
— ¡Ah! —volví a quejarme cuando una especie de rampa me partió por la mitad.
— Namjoon... —dijo con voz reprobatoria Jungkook.
— Ya está, ya está.
Los tres nos quedamos quietos durante unos segundos. Los sentí palpitando dentro de mí. Estaba incómoda pero tan excitada y tan caliente que no se me pasó por la cabeza la idea de parar. Jungkook movió la cadera y Namjoon aprovechó para colarse un poco más hondo.
Me apoyé en el pecho de Namjoon con los ojos cerrados.
— ¿Bien? —me preguntó en un susurro.
Asentí, dándoles permiso para seguir moviéndose, y fueron tomando ritmo. Uno hacia dentro, otro hacia fuera, primero con suavidad, después un poco más firmemente. No podría describir la sensación...
Estábamos empezando a tomar ritmo y yo me sentía tan colapsada de sensaciones que lo más probable era que el orgasmo me estuviera esperando agazapado en un rincón..., hasta que se escuchó un chasquido y Jungkook movió las manos con loco.
— La puta que me parió... —se quejó—. Para, para. —Nos quedamos quietos y él me obligó a levantarme—. Se rompió...
— Mierda... —gimió Namjoon, que debía de estar muy cerca.
Jungkook tiro de mí y saco parte del preservativo y después desenrolló la parte que había quedado en él para luego levantarse. Namjoon no se pudo contener y me embistió de nuevo. Sin tener a Jungkook dentro la penetración fue mucho más suave.
Seguimos moviéndonos y Jungkook gruñó frustrado mientras abría el cajón de la mesita de noche en busca de otro condón.
Estire una mano para agarrar a Jungkook por detrás de uno de sus muslos y cuando estaba a la altura de mi boca, me metí su erección dentro, sin darme opción a pensar más. Lanzó un grito contenido de placer y me encendí. Tenía un sabor dulzón y su piel olía de una manera deliciosa.
Las embestidas de Namjoon eran brutales y sentía la vibración de su pecho al contener sus gruñidos de placer.
Abrí la boca y acaricié despacio con mi lengua la piel suave de Jungkook para después succionar con cuidado. Su mano se puso sobre la mía y marcó un ritmo aún más rápido.
— Chúpamela un poco más.
— La recibí en mi boca húmeda y empujó con fuerza provocándome una arcada.
— Perdón.
— Le gusta duro... —dijo Namjoon, que seguía enterrándose dentro de mí. La piel chasqueaba al chocar y separarse y notaba todo mi cuerpo húmedo de sudor y de flujo—. ¿Verdad?
Miré a Jungkook a través de mis pestañas y asentí un poco. Él volvió a empujar fuerte y se agarró a mi pelo.
— ¿Puedo correrme en tu boca? —me pregunto.
Asentí. Se mordió el labio y los tres nos fundimos en unos gemidos intensos que empezaron a rebotar contra las cuatro paredes del dormitorio. La primera en correrme fui yo. Miré a los ojos a Jungkook mientras lo hacía.
Jungkook fue el siguiente en terminar, lanzando su orgasmo al fondo de mi garganta, la siguiente descarga cayó sobre mis labios, al igual que la que vino después. Después de eso él se desplomó sobre la cama.
Namjoon se agarró con fuerza a mis caderas y se dejó ir con dos estocadas más. La última hasta me dolió, pero era esa clase de dolor placentero por el que pasarías mil veces en la vida.
— Qué desastre... —musitó Jungkook.
Y a mí, que debería estar muerta de vergüenza, me entró la risa. Namjoon apoyó la frente en mi nuca y se echó a reír también. Jungkook nos miró sorprendido y también sonrió.
Namjoon me besó en la sien justo antes de levantarse y andar a oscuras hacia el cuarto de baño que había junto a su habitación. Yo también me puse de pie con cuidado de no manchar las sábanas y Jungkook se incorporó también.
Entró por delante de mí en el cuarto de baño, donde solo encendió una de las luces, me llamó en un gesto y los dos nos metimos en la ducha. Abrió el agua, que salió inmediatamente templada y con la palma de su mano fue ayudándome a limpiarme.
— Bueno.
Apoyé cansada la sien sobre su pectoral y sus dedos serpentearon sobre la piel de mi espalda mojada. Bajo su músculo sonaba rítmico el corazón, tranquilo, sereno, sosegado, constante.
— No puedo creer lo que acaba de pasar —susurré, empezando a ser consciente.
— Normalmente no es así. Suele salir bien. Te lo prometo; esto funciona.
— No es eso —musité—. ¿Cuál era la segunda fase del proceso?
— Curiosidad. —Se rio mirándome.
— ¿Y la tercera?
— Rechazo.
No dije nada. Jungkook miró la puerta entornada del baño y después me agarro en brazos, de manera que mis piernas rodearan su cadera y mis ojos quedaran a la altura de los suyos.
— Cada vez que creas que te arrepientes, llámame y te voy a hacer ver de por qué vale la pena arriesgarse a probar cosas nuevas.
#jeon jungkook#kim namjoon#namjoon x reader#jungkook x reader#jungkook smut#+18#namjoon smut#bts fic#bts nswf
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Yandere Au
Jungkook x Chubby Reader
Warning! Trash Writing and Nsfw
Vol. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7.
Honestly, There’s nobody to blame except yourself if you would’ve followed through with your first plan to ditch your previous identity in exchange for a new one maybe this goo-goo eyed loon would still be in Korea hopeless about your whereabouts.
Jungkook ogled at you as if you were his limited favorite snack, the last yummy twinkie on the shelf just for him. It's only been a few months, and you changed so much but in a good way. You have a little extra curve to your body; it's adorable and incredibly sexy.
He can practically already extrapolate the image of you bound in the lacy pink lingerie he bought in preparation for the honeymoon night. He so righteously deserves.
The sweet taste of you between his teeth. A craving. He been yearning for since his little carrot rudely upright and left without a trace.
Lost in his reverie, Jungkook's ears were chalked full of the sinful screams of his carrot begging and pleading for more.
Bunny harder! Faster! You're so strong, Kookie! Mr.Jeon, We can't do this-! I'm just a naughty little maid in dire need of a good spankin-
Oops, Maybe a little too far into his fantasies...Although-the slutty maid roleplay is poking an unknown kink of his-
” Jungkook!”
He blinked himself out of the daydream. ” hmm, ?” His chin rested in the palm of his hand, giving the love of his life his undivided attention.
” Where are you taking me ?”
Oh, that's simple. ” Home.” He cheered. ” Back to my beautiful hometown.”
Your eyes widen. ” Korea! But-But I don't have any clothes and we-we hardly know each other enough to live with together like how can you be able to afford a private jet-!”
Jungkook's chuckles transformed into bellyaching laughter.
” What's so funny?! I'm serious!”
His laughter died down, but his ears still stained hot pink for his amusement. ” It's funny-You said we hardly know each other to live together, but you're already my wife, and we had sex numerous times in one night. ”
Now, your cheeks match the tip of his ears. Jungkook has a valid point and from his bunny smile flashing you; He's well aware.
” And I will happily provide you with anything and everything you will ever need. What are husbands here for?..hmm?” Jungkook cood, gently yet forcefully pulling your weight on his lap.
” I-cant just mooch off you like that-”
Jungkook slipped his hands around your hips. ”Aw. Your so cute being caring. My wifey,” He pecked at your sweet spot.
Excited by your slight squeak, He suckled on the same spot harder enough to leave a pretty hickey. A cute mark to show who you belong too.
Might as well make more until the jet lands better than him sitting there acting like he doesn't want to take you on this booth.
”Ah! Jungkook, stop it.”
”I love it when you say my name. Say it again.”
You shoved and pushed to no avail; Back then, you could quickly slap him off, but the biceps tightening over your body now feel like they're made out of steel.
” Mr. Jeon, We will be landing by your house in a few moments-”
” Finally! You'll get to meet my brothers, Carrot!” like a small school child, Jungkook hopped out his seat and thanked the pilot kindly.
The pilot tipped his hat and waved goodbye as if his employer didn’t come back home with a woman hung his shoulder that wasn’t there before.
“ Jungkook! Put me down-“ Your voice echoed around the empty living room.
Jungkook tapped your behind, telling you to shush up. “ They must still out looking for me. Good; it gives me plenty of time to eat before I get punished. “
No seconds left to spare; The bunny gently tossed his lovely carrot on the kitchen counter in search of some food.
“Stay.” He commanded, pointing his index finger firmly at you.
The thought of escaping ran through your mind, but hell, it’s not like you can run back home-Your in a whole different continent!
By the looks of it, Jungkook has used his time wisely and started hitting the gym; There’s no way in hell, you can outrun him, but you’ll be damned if you don’t try.
You took off to the nearest exit as soon as Jungkook turned his back, giving you a decent headstart. However, headstarts are worthless if you don't watch where you're going!!
”Ah-!”
”Oww!”
Another devilishly handsome Korean man with sweet pale skin and darkened roots with blonde ends. It's hard to tell if his heated cheeks were from the fell or from you straddling his pelvis, but you had little time to find out.
” I'm very sorry.” You cried.
If you ever might meet him again; A proper apology is in order. It’s peculiar; there was no other sound of Jungkook in the distance. He should have noticed your disappearances due to the poor choice on your part for wearing heels.
Very peculiar indeed.
Little did you know, the bunny was well aware of your ‘ Escape,’ but the thing is his little silly carrot doesn’t know the passcode to the gate, and it’s too high to climb...for you that is-
However, He can’t help but feel the sense that he's forgotten something-something crucial.
” Ahhh!!!”
Jungkook's pupils blew wide. ” Carrot!?” Oh, the hole in the yard, he dugout on an odd impulse.
Jimin refused to hold his tongue after his baby brother, Jungkook Copperfield, here vanished into thin air and left his older brothers worried sick. Meanwhile, God knows where he is having the time of his life.
”Jeon Jungkook-!” The veins pulsed in Jimin’s neck.
Not minding his brother's anger at all, The bunny leaped to his carrot’s rescue, not before greeting his brother.’ Hello.’
” Hi, Hyung. One minute!”
Jungkook quickly swept you off your ground. You groaned into his chest, having no choice to cling to him for support. Your ankle is killing you, but watching the distance between freedom widen was salt in the wound.
” My poor carrot.” He cooed. ” Don't worry; I’ll fix you right up.”
#yandere jungkook#jungkook#JEON JUNGKOOOOOK#jjk fanfic#bts jung jungkook#jeon jungguk#bts series#bts fic#bts nswf#bts smut#bts yandere#BTS jimin#jeon jungkookie#bts jeongkook#yandere bts#jungkook yandere
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Hii, i have been gone for.. A year or even more now i think?
But here I am! I know that there aren't that many people who still roleplay but i hope this text reaches the few people left!
You can legit roleplay everything with me. I do everything :D.
And the best news -probably one of my dumbest ideas- is
I want to start writing!
Yeah, its as dumb as it sounds. If any of you knew my old drabbles i am sorry. They are horrific but i got older and i think better. I will probably write smut mostly and dark themes (yandere, psycho, and gore) since i am more comfortable with it than fluff.
I am going to write full reactions, drabbels, or oneshots. I don't think that series will be long (since i am a piece of shit and get bored easily) so yeah thats that. Ah and I almost forgot, English isn't my first or second language. Please don't judge or make fun of it. I am just having fun on here.
Sooo please just request anything and I swear i will getter from time to time!!
#bts nswf#bts#bts smut drabble#yandere bts#bts reactions#bts reactions smut#bts roleplay#bts angst#bts imagines#bts scenarios#btsxarmy#bts yoongi#bts namjoon#bts seokjin#bts jhope#bts taehyung#bts jimin#bts jungkook
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Hello!💗 maybe a lil College boyfriend Jungkook drabble?💞💞
College Boyfriend Jungkook~
Possessive boyfriend;
Wants your attention every minute;
Clingy as fuck;
You think this could be annoying, but he is too sweet to blame him;
Loves seeing you dressed in his jacket, not only to keep you warm but for others to see you are his;
He is a jealous type, he would be straight to point whenever he sees everyone around you;
You are his and his only;
He would give up on a night out with the boys only to come over and cuddle you;
Making out on couch is his favourite thing;
Loves having you on his lap so he can push his face between your breasts;
Acts like a baby when ever he wants something from you;
You can't say no to his puppy eyes;
He loves helping you with homework;
Golden maknae, he is good at everything, everyone loves him;
He doesn't mind any girl who shamelessly flirts with him, he only has eyes for you;
Leaves notes in your locker;
Flirts with you all day long, sometimes as a joke;
Playfully dork;
Stares at you in class and gets detention for not paying attention to the lesson;
Leaves a rose on your desk when you are late;
Makes up with you because he fell asleep last night and couldn't help you with that project by leaving your favourite StarBucks coffee on your desk;
~ NSFW •°☆°•
He slightly manipulates you;
Pouting and whinning, acting sad so you can give up on your plans with the girls and come over to watch a movie;
Movie nights are never movie nights;
They lead to making love on the couch;
He really loves that couch;
He loves it when you ride him and play in his hair;
He loves your moans the most;
He is a dom in bed or like...couch :)) ;
Would tease you the next day:
Loves having control over you;
This is why he loves picking up outfits for school so you will wear them for him;
Makes you wear short skirts only so he will punish you after classes into an empty class room, because a guy stared at your ass, as if it was your fault; 🙄
Loves being called daddy;
#bts#bts army#bts scenarios#bts jungkook#bts smut#bts nswf#daddy jungkook#dom jungkook#jungkook smut#jeon jungkook#jungkook#jungwoo#jungkook bunny#boyfriend jungkook#jungkook boyfriend#jungkook x reader#sub reader#bts × reader#bts college au#jungkook fluff#jungkook fiction#jungkook ff#jungkook fanfic#jungkook drabble#bts drabble
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