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Why the hell didnt they release Hyungwon’s solo version of Wildfire????? WE NEED IT❤️‍🔥😩

대취타 :Daechwita

Chapter 2: 둘

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Yonghwan sits in his seat beside the king, slouching childishly and sipping from his chalice as they overlook the subjects of the kingdom.

The celebration is in full swing with dragon dancers, festive music, wine and food in abundance, and hundreds of happy faces filling the main common area of the kingdom.

"Son...at least act like you're enjoying the festivities." King Yongnum claps enthusiastically as he watches Yoongi and another graduate goes head to head in a battle of clean swordsmanship.

Yoongi twirls the stem of his blade effortlessly through his fingers, tossing it up in the air and catching it between his fingers.

Onlookers cheer with amazement and Namjoon bows in defeat, smiling broadly as he approached his friend with zero traces of animosity in his expression.

Yonghwan scoffs and spits a stream of wine between his teeth off to the side of his seat, not caring whether he hits anyone passing by the platform below.

The king looks over at Yonghwan with annoyance.

"Why are you pouting son?" He asks reluctantly.

"Oh? I'm surprised you noticed me, father. Seeing as how you rarely acknowledge my presence unless my mood is sour" Yonghwan blubbers childishly.

"Well, the stench of your attitude is rather pungent. I doubt anyone could go without noticing it or you." The king responds smoothly.

Anger blooms in the prince's eyes and staggers himself upright in his seat.

"Why did you end the commencement before I could challenge Yoongi? " he blurts out louder than intended.

"You already know that answer to that " King Yongnum cuts his eyes sideways in faint acknowledgment, making his son's nostrils flare in the offense.

"If you deem me so inadequate, why leave the thrown to me?" He narrows his eyes.

The King sighs in exasperation.

"I never said you were an inadequate son. You are the firstborn and my rightful heir. There is no denying that."

"You thought he would defeat me. You wanted to save me the embarrassment of being bested by my younger brother." Yonghwan snaps.

"Yonghwan.." the king mutters, a warning in his tone.

"You believe Yoongi is superior. You favor him. You always have. Ever since we were children your love shined brighter through his eyes than they ever did through mine. "

"Yonghwan......." the king mutters again, his frustration growing.

"You favor him so much that won't even tell him about what you and Han have been planning since our adolescence. You fear it will break his naive little heart to know that the woman he's so shamelessly beguiled with is owed to me..."

The king slams an angered fist down hard against the armrest of his throne, trembling the entire platform.

He turns to look at his son.

"Mind your tongue Yonghwan. Your eyes are set very low, deep within the bottom of your chalice and you're spewing nonsense. Find your wits or I'll see to it that you enjoy the remainder of the night hauling sacks of rice."

The king's less than idle threat silences Yonghwan instantly, but the prince doesn't hide his scowl of resentment as he backed down.

"...nonsense..." the prince repeats bitterly, slumping back into the cushion of his throne as he continued to scan the crowd.

His eyes set on a woman, the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen as she weaved through the crowd.

Yonghwans eyes narrow when he notes her adoring gaze, following its path which led straight to Yoongi and he smirks when a sinister idea is born in his mind.

As if possessed, he's propelled from his seat and sets out to stumble down from the platform to fall into the crowd, draining his drink and tossing the chalice carelessly as he goes.

"You really are a show-off, you know that right?"

Areum approaches Yoongi with hooded eyes that scanned over the young and fit prince. He wore all black, his silken robe draped over a plain black shirt cut a few inches at the dip of the collar, giving peaks of his chiseled chest in the evening breeze. His long platinum hair pulled back from his face and falling over his sharp shoulders as he stalked in Areum's direction.

"Well, what is the point in having a specific skill set if you cant show it off from time to time?" He smirks when he reaches the princess.

The two pause when within inches of each other, both glancing around self consciously at the people surrounding them.

Yoongi longed to touch her, to reach out and pull her towards his chest and kiss her tenderly. To smell her hair and whisper forbidden thoughts in her ear.

To tell her how beautiful she looked in her thin-strapped gown the dark blue shade of the dusk.

But with so many eyes on the two royals, Yoongi knew better than to shame Areum's image.

Despite their chemistry being so potent.

"Hmmm well, humility is much more impressive in my opinion." Shes rebuttals.

"Do tell me then Princess, in what ways can I impress you?" Yoongi says lowly for only her ears, the fire in his eyes so unburdened it makes Areum squirm under his handsome gaze.

Their moment is interrupted when Yonghwan approaches the two clapping his hands obnoxiously and drawing the attention of everyone nearby.

"That was brilliant little brother. You put on quite a show. Congratulations." He remarks with a hint of sarcasm.

Areum regards him with a frown but Yoongi is unfazed by his brother's antics. He knew Yonghwan hated not being the center of attention.

"I should extend the same to you as well brother. Today is for all of us." Yoongi shrugs his shoulder.

"Perhaps... it's a shame though really. Father ending the commencement before you and I could have our bout in the square..." Yonghwan begins to circle Yoongi and Areum, widening the gap between them and the people shamelessly eavesdropping nearest to the group.

"Is it?" Yoongi quirks his brow.

Yonghwan sniffs to stifle the words he really wished to say before continuing.

"Don't you think they would have liked to see how adequate both of the King's sons have proven to be in combat?"

Yonghwan eyes Areum appreciatively as he passed her.

"I doubt anyone here would question your majesties adequacy " Areum averts her eyes, avoiding Yonghwan's completely, making him smirk with satisfaction.

Despite her affections being biased to one brother, the sheer attractiveness of his older twin was still daunting.

Yonghwan makes a full circle and stops in front of his brother who doesn't even blink or shy away from his proximity.

"Even so...I still think the people deserve a real show of royal adequacy." Yonghwan tilts his head.

"What do you suggest?" Yoongi responds, still completely unfazed.

"A friendly joust, is all." Yonghwan shrugs.

"And what will this prove?" Yoongi chuckles.

"That I'm the better of the two. " Yonghwan slurs rather loudly.

An audible gasp rippled over the crowd, the music coming to a silent halt at the bold statement.

Yoongi narrows his eyes at his brother, taking note in his glazed overexpression and swaying posture.

"I'll pass," Yoongi says, his expression hardening.

"You won't fight me? Why? Because you think you're the superior one or afraid that you actually aren't. Afraid that I'll move ranks and be the one wearing your stripe...wielding your sword." Yonghwan leans in closer as he antagonized Yoongi.

Yoongi wrinkles his nose at the strong scent of fermented elixirs wafting from his brother's mouth and takes a small step back.

"No. I won't fight you or any man who isn't in his own mind." Yoongi continues to back away.

Yonghwans' eyes widen.

"So you forfeit? You refuse my challenge?" He staggers forward.

"Whichever one brings you the most peace brother.."Yoongi shrugs as he turned to walk away.

Rage engulfs Yonghwan as he lunges for the sword dangling at Namjoons hip from where he stood nearby defensively.

He attempts to evade the prince's advance but reacts too slow and is relieved of his weapon.

Yonghwan holds the reflective blade out from his body with both hands, pointing it at his brothers back.

"Do not turn your back on me! I am the rightful heir to the Holangi throne. Your superior! And I demand that you face me!"

Yoongi stops only to speak over his shoulder.

"Perhaps when you are sober, your highness.." He says smoothly before continuing to leave.

With a loud yell of fury, Yonghwan leaps forward with his sword slicing quickly through the air and towards a seemingly defenseless Yoongi.

Areum's eyes widen with fear at the sight but are relieved shortly after when in a flash of movement quicker than the eye can see, Yoongi unsheathes his sword, whirls around and blocks Yonghwan's attack.

The clink of the blades clashing together creates a sounds so intimidating, the people looking on from nearby all take calculated steps back to widen the playing field.

With the exception of Namjoon and Areum, who watch in horror and shock at Yoongi's speed.

Yonghwan schools his features that almost portrayed his surprise as he forced his sword forward again, raining down on Yoongi with an impressive combination of attacks.

Seeming to have sobered a bit from his brother's first line of defense, Yonghwan used every bit of skill and knowledge he gained from his training as he attempted to knock the weapon from his brother's grip.

But despite his best and very skilled efforts...

He was no match for Yoongi, who swiftly blocked and evaded every swing of his brother's blade, meeting each with the sharpest edge of his own.

For a moment Yoongi actually grows bored of the situation and finally switches his tactics from defense to offense.

He forces Yonghwan back with each heavy throw of his sword down against his until he stumbles backward over his feet and hits the ground with a loud thud.

Another gasp ripples over the crowd and Yonghwan is left panting and staring at the end of Yoongis sword, as black as the night sky above them.

He looks to a spot on the ground to the left of him and notices Namjoons sword laying in the dirt.

He looks back up at Yoongi, breathing heavily and holding his brother at a point with a steady hand. His intense eyes widen slightly as he slowly lowers his sword and takes note in all of the eyes now fixed on the two of them.

One pair in particular, of which burned with anger and disappointment at the sight of what he already knew to be true.

The king sighs and stands from his throne, turning away from the scene to retire to his quarters.

Yoongi watches his father leave and wilts in sadness at the way he averted his eyes, too ashamed to have witnessed the next king being knocked on his back by his younger brother.

The realization hits Yoongi and he's instantly filled with regret.

Unbeknownst to him and everyone watching the king leave, Yonghwan takes this opportunity to glide his fingers across the dirt towards the forgotten sword.

Just as Yoongi lowers his blade all the way and is about to straighten his stance, Yonghwan grabs the sword and swipes the blade upwards.

"Ah!!!" Yoongi exclaims as he stumbles back, dropping his sword to cup his bleeding face with both hands.

Areum and Namjoon run to Yoongis side immediately as Yonghwan stumbles to his feet drunkenly with his sword still pointed toward his now wounded brother.

A drop of blood falls from the tip of the sword, making Yonghwan realize immediately what he had done.

"Are you mad???" Areum snaps at him as reaches up to caress Yoongis hand gently in an attempt to comfort him as he hissed in pain.

Yonghwan blinks in surprise, his eyes jumping from the sword to his younger brothers bloodstained hands hovering over his right eye.

He drops the sword and pants heavily as he scanned the disapproving expressions of everyone surrounding them.

Namjoon pulls Yoongis hand away from his face gently to assess the damage then looks back towards Prince Yonghwan with serious eyes.

"I think its best for his majesty to retire for the evening." Namjoon looks to two men approaching the prince from either side, Hoseok and another member of the royal guard.

"Your highness.." Hoseok says calmly.

"We will escort you..." the other says sternly, not a hinge of permission in his tone.

Yonghwan looks to both men then across the way at his younger brother with concern.

Yoongi meets his gaze and lowers his hand from his face, revealing a deep vertical gash over his eye that thankfully appeared to be superficial.

Blood ran down his face as he regarded his older brother, not with anger or vengeance, but pity.

Yonghwan was ashamed. Too ashamed to say a word. Too ashamed to apologize or plead his case.

Too ashamed to acknowledge that he was defeated and acted rashly, almost killing his twin in the process.

With regretful eyes, Yonghwan turns on his heels and stalks in the opposite direction, parting the crowd with Hoseok and the other soldier following close behind.

Yoongi is filled with sorrow and looks towards the ground.

"Yoongi..." Areum says softly.

"Come...let me tend to your wound..." she says, taking him by the hand and pulling him away, the crown parting for them to pass as well.

Namjoon stoops to pick up both swords, his and Yoongis, and turns to follow the two.

Changkyun & Joohoney of Monsta X for VOGUE Magazine 2020

03 - You up? (m)

"Shut up and ride me, yeah?"

pairing: best friend Jungkook x inexperienced reader

genre: fwb, f2l, smut, angst and fluff

w/c: 3.8k

warning: phew well... teasing, netflix and chill y'k?, mentions of his tattooes, mentioned about the movie 'after' for once, mention of infidelity (I mean Jk's ex!), mention of a threesome🙊,overstimulation, fingering, sucking, reverse cowgirl oops, protected sex (jk uses protection, jk is smart, be like jk), marking, cum play?, use of vibrator👀, ✨SQUIRTING✨, everything is very wet wet, praises and kisses😍, intimacy!!!, crying (out of pleasure), little argument, JK is a soft dom because soft!dom supremacy!! and that's it, I think, also it's not edited!

a/n: okay so, I have found a very similar video of there first smut scene here, when he was fingering her. I wanted to share it with you guys. I was hesitant at first but with all of your votes being positive, I have the courage to do it, I think.

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When Jungkook asked you to hang out with him, you knew how it was going to be.

You under him, or in some cases, him under you.

In both cases, his dick would be buried deep inside of you.

When you got the massage ‘you up?’ it was inevitable what was the intention behind that. Still, your oblivious self made you sit here on his bed and scroll through hundreds of series in Netflix to choose which one to watch. You liked to make yourself dumb and naïve intentionally.

Ignorance is pure bliss. Indeed.

It wasn’t something out of the ordinary for you to found Jungkook’s hand caressing your naked thighs as his hands soon travels all over your exposed skin, before they found their shelter in between your legs.

Classic Netflix and chill version.

At first, it was just an ordinary evening where two friends hang out and watch some movies together, but your relationship with Jungkook wasn’t ordinary. What kind of relationship you had with him, anyways? Fuck buddies? Friends with benefits? Situation ship?

Nah. You both made it clear that you guys will remain friends no matter what, even though you heart wanted something more than that, you buried that desire deep inside of your head.

The movie ‘after’ played in his laptop, as you made yourself comfortable and took a seat in-between his legs, leaning your back on his chest.

Everything was good until the male protagonist started eating the female protagonist out in the movie, that scene made you shift uncomfortably in his hold.

Jungkook’s hand, which was rested on your thighs previously started rubbing soothing circle there, his face too close to your neck, almost nestling in it.

You breath hitched when his hands travelled up towards your torso, lifting your shirt a little to feel the soft skin there.

You whimpered a little, unexpectedly, when he twisted your nipple in between his fingers, rolling and squeezing the soft flesh and ravishing in the euphoric feeling.

He always loved your tits. Even though they were not as huge as every other boy fantasized about, they were enough. They were real. Whenever you expressed your slight insecurity about them, he was quick to comfort you, complementing about their shapes and how soft and perfect they were or how they always brought comfort to him. You found the later one, quite odd.

“What are you doing–,” Your voice was faint, merely able to held back the moan before it escaped from your throat because of the luscious touches of him.

He chuckled at your innocence or better, false innocence and brought your body closer to him, “Just want to touch you, may I?” His lips brushed against your earlobe before gently sucked on it.

You felt arousal coming out and ruining your panties further. The damage was already done, nothing to do about that.

You nodded and he didn’t waste any time and lifted your shirt up until your tits came to his vision, made it harder for the men behind you to breath.

One of his hand sneaking its way into your shorts, flickering your sensitive bud over your panties.

“W-we were supposed to watch the movie.” You cleared your throat and tried to act nonchalant but the quaver in your voice indicated otherwise.

He chuckled again, knowing very well the effect he had on you. “Is that so? But, I want you –,” He turned your face towards him, with his dark yet full of stars in his eyes, stared right back at you, “Now.”

His eyes flickered to your lips as his own tongue swiped over his lower one, licking your lips in the process before going back to your eyes.

You felt overwhelmed, with the amount of intensity he held in his eyes, at the way he touched you with his hands. Sinistery yet heavenly.

His lips crashed on yours, lips moving in sync, like they were made for each other, made to kiss and fold like this for forever.

You lips reminds him of the delicate caresses of a brush on canvas, where vibrant hues adorn the surface, creating it as beautiful and whole.

His fingers kept on pinching your nipples and massaging your tits at the same time. You couldn’t help but whimper in his hold, turning your face to moan which you were holding back. “Look at that, how wet you are.”

He whispered into your ear, warm breath hitting the side of your face as he started kissing your jawline, making his way to your neck. Alternating between kissing and gently sucking, he ensured that by the end, your body was adorned with an array of colors, colors of him, creating a vivid and captivating masterpiece.

“You’ve been grinding against me, so, isn’t it obvious?” Futile attempt to be sassy at that moment, especially when you couldn’t help but moan at every flicker of his finger on your clit.

“So you’re admitting it that I made you this wet, hmm?” You could see the cocky smile on his face even though your eyes were shut from the pleaser he was giving you.

Jungkook was good at many things but, knew it even better when it comes to using his fingers on you. He was familiar with your body as if it were the back of his hand.

He instructed you to lift your hips and pulled of your shorts along with your panties.

You heard him cursed under his breath when you spread your legs wide for him, gave him a glimpses of your glistening pussy.

He moaned into your neck when his finger slipped easily into your pussy, feeling more of your essence leaking on his finger. Your drenched pussy stuffed with his finger, “You’ve got a pretty little cunt, baby.”

The way your cheeks heat up was embarrassing, but you didn’t care the slightest and let the moans out freely.

Your eyes rolled back when he started pumping his finger without any mercy, your cunt clenched around his thick fingers adorned in various tattoos, stretching you out perfectly.

He groaned breathily into your ear at the squelching sounds, echoing through out his room. Your rested on his shoulder, eyes shut from the overwhelming sensation when he curled his fingers and hit the right spot.

“Oh fuck! K-keep going please –,” You pleaded, voice cracked as you weren’t even able to form a complete sentence.

“Please what, baby?” He still had time to tease when you were squirming and twisting under his hold, you wanted to smack him hard on his head but you decided to play it smart. Because, getting your release was more important than letting your ego win, especially when the men was so hot and called you ‘baby’. Wait…does he called you baby?

“Stop teasing and let me cum, Kook.” The way you called him that… should be illegal. You knew how he liked being called ‘kook’ and you used that to your advantage.

He grumbled and thrusted his fingers along with his thumb on your clit, giving hard flicks on the bundle of nerves, made your legs tremble.

“oh fuck –,” you moaned, biting on your bottom lip as your hips thrusted upwards on its own, chasing your release.

Your slick dripped down your thighs as you held onto Jungkook’s shoulder for your dear life, wrinkling up his t-shirt in your tight grasp.

“You look so fucking pretty when you cum, y’k?” He smirked at you and you just returned a glare before closing your eyes again and tried to catch your breath.

You felt him moving and when you looked around and saw him reaching down to the nightstand beside his bed and pulled out a condom along with something like…hold on!... Is that–

“Jungkook! What the fuck?” The disbelief in your eyes made him smirk even more, he found amusement in your little gasp, “Saved it for special occasions.” He said while grinning at his supposed comedic statement.

“Special occasions? Since when you had a vibrator with you?” You gave him a hard glare which was supposed to indicate that you were pissed but he laughed at that. He fuckin’ laughed.

“Bought it because, I thought…,” His moved his fingers, the same ones which was buried deep into your cunt and still had your cum on it, brushed it over your lower lip, “You’d like it.” Then shoved the same finger into his mouth.

He was a fucking maniac for moaning around his own finger, as if he was tasting world’s most delicious food or something. The fingers came out of his mouth clean and now, coated with his saliva this time.

The slow buzz of the vibrator behind you made you shiver in his hold, you felt his hands on your hips, slowly dragging them up and down until he reached your ass. Squeezing your ass cheeks firmly, he landed a slap on it out of the blue and it made you squeal on his lap.

Leaning forward, Jungkook again, started peppering kisses on your back, sucking on any area he can and licking it afterwards as he continued this, made your breath hitched.

His lips were irresistible. He was irresistible. As much as you hate to admit it, it was the truth. Even though, he was your best friend and you guys were on the strict rule of FWB, The men sucking on your skin made you this wet like no one else and made you feel things you’ve never felt for anyone else.

It was dangerous what ever it was happening between you two. You knew it but, does it made you stop? No.

The way you shameless let out the loudest moan when he brought that cute little soft pink magic wand to your clit made you slap your hand on your mouth and your legs to immediately shut.

His hardness was poking on your lower back, he was in his boxer so it was easy to feel it through the thin layer of clothing. He remove the vibrator and in an instant, you shifted onto his lap properly, this time your pussy directly on his cock which made him gasped and groaned. The sounds he made was enough to grew the ache in between your legs, it made you needier for any kind of touch he could gave you.

Your slickness dripped on his clothed cock from your bare pussy as you grind on it. He shut hi eyes from the feeling of it, you felt him twitching.

“Fuck. Wait– baby, you planning on making me cum in my pants?” He chuckled breathily, pupils dilated with sheer lust as he said, “Let me take off my boxers.”

You shifted of his lap before he took it off. The idea of making him cum in his pants was arousing, you smiled as said while turning around to look at him, “Not a bad idea, though.”

You received a smack on your ass again along with the sound of his sweet chuckle. “Shut up and ride me, yeah?”

That considered yet dominating tone of his voice made your heart swell and your pussy clenched. The fact that he was making sure to made you feel comfortable, if you wanted the same thing or not even though it was the thing he wanted was appreciating. You knew, if you told him no and stopped, he wouldn’t even question you.

You smiled in return and kissed him, cupping his face while leaning on his shoulder, your back pressed against his chest and his cock brushed against your entrance, this time bare, direct skin to skin. It was enough to made you go crazy.

He squeezed your boobs and aligned his member at your entrance. Moaning into his mouth, you glided down on his length and took him in one-go.

He moaned along with you. Before you could start moving, he brought the vibrator to your clit and set it at the lowest mode, that was enough stimulation for you to roll your hips.

Jungkook held your waist, guided you on his cock while keeping the vibrator on your clit steadily.

“Yeah baby, ride it like that. Make yourself come on my cock.” He said through gritted teeth, groaning under his breath every time thrust back on him. His other hand pressed lightly on your lower belly where his bulge can be seen while he increased the speed of the vibrator a bit higher. Your thighs shakes from the overstimulation, tears formed in your eyes and your moans were uncontrollable.

“Fuck fuck, gonn– c-come,” You cried out, tears now freely running down your flushed cheeks, the squelching sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room.

“Shit, hold it for me.” You thrusts were becoming erratic, upon knowing that Jungkook immediately handed over the vibrator to you and held you by your waist, started thrusting back at you.

He lie down on the mattress, seeing how his cock disappeared inside you and reappeared made him twitch violently, “Yes baby, that’s it. You feels so fucking good,” He groaned.

His praises made you clenched around him, moaning from the pure pleasure, you throw your head back. Even though, the vibrator was making you overstimulate, you couldn’t brought yourself to remove it. Nails digging on his hand, leaving marks for him to remember just like the bruises which will be prominent on your waist later, because of the dead grip of his.

He was rougher than before, slamming into you without a care in the world, “Fuck, I can see everything from here, how your pussy is swallowing my cock, baby. S-shit –,” He didn’t missed a chance to hit that perfect spot inside of you, abusing it to the point that your walls spasm and you squirt all over his cock and the bed sheet beneath you.

Tears stream down your cheeks from the intense pleasure in your core, your whole body shakes, you immediately removed the toy from you but Jungkook never stopped, constantly slammed back at you.

“Fuck, J-jungkook,” More spurs of liquids gushes out of you every time his cock came out of you. You couldn’t handle the pleasure as your body gave out and you leaned back on his chest. He still continued while holding onto you.

“Oh fuck–,” Jungkook moaned, never stopping his movements. The way you squirt, the hot liquid coated his cock, how your drenched pussy felt so good was overwhelming for him. You made him overwhelmed.

“I-I’m coming –,” You shrieked, pussy gripping his cock almost painfully. Jungkook couldn’t think straight as your warm walls engulf his member completely.

“Come on, come for me, baby.” Your vision got blurry, the harsh thrusts and the overstimulation was too much for you. You moans choked out from your throat, you almost let out a scream but restrained yourself for the sake of his neighbors.

With a last thrust, he finally came. His eyes rolled back as he dick restlessly twitches inside of you before he spiller his seeds inside the condom.

He slides out of you and your come oozed out of you, your body fall on top of him and he held you close to his chest. You could heard the soft beating of his heart, his slightly harsh breaths as he tried to recover from the intense session you two just shared.

You both lay down there in silent, hearing each other breaths and just…held onto each other like that in an intimate way.

Jungkook shifted in his place as he held onto you gently, carefully, not wanting to hurt you by any means as he places you beside him.

Your eyes were still closed when he cupped your face in his hands, when you finally looked at him you saw him staring back at you with his usual wide doe eyes. He didn’t said anything at first, just stared at you with something in his eyes you couldn’t decipher before he spoke, “Are you okay?”

His voice was as soft as his touches, there was slight hint of concern in his tone. This little things was the reason behind your growing feeling for him.

How caring and considerate he was with you, how he treated you as if he wanted you. Yes, he does wanted you but not in the way you wanted him. He was the first one to comfort you, he was always there for you. As a friends, he was perfect. And, as a boyfriend, he would be definitely better than your ex.

You smiled at him, “Yes, I’m absolutely okay.” You said that rather enthusiastically, making him chuckled in the process. He gave you a kiss on your forehead before despairing into his bathroom.

You thought, how it might be if you could tell him about the things you felt for him. It all started after he got cheated on by his ex.

He was devastated after that. You still remember the day when he cried in front of you. Jungkook was someone who wasn’t very good at expressing his emotions through words nor liked crying in front of other. So, when he did, you could imagine how hurt he might be at that moment.

Still, he gave her some time and came with an agreement that they both just needed space to figures out what they both wanted. Bullshit.

You never liked that idea. She literally cheated on him, even though she was kissing another girl on the lips, it still considered as cheating. Still, you supported Jungkook, because that’s what friends do.

Your chain of thoughts broke as Jungkook entered his room with a wet towel in his hand and a glass of water. You took it out of his hand and gulp down the water but he didn’t gave you the towel. He always does that, wiping your essence off of you every time. You stopped with your futile attempts of you can do that yourself long ago.

“Wait, let me take a shower.” You didn’t said anything, it was strange. Aftercare was important for him, you knew it. Usually, you two shower together or cuddled up on the bed, but, this time, he went alone. You found that odd before your focus shifted towards his phone.

The sound of a notification made your face turned towards the litted up screen. You scooted over it and the thing you saw made your blood boiled for unknown reasons.

You saw a notification from his ex-girlfriend. They weren’t in the talking situation so, why he got notifications from her. The suspicion and bitterness got the best of you and you quickly dressed to leave his apartment.

Just as you were about to head outside, he barged out of the bathroom, halting his movements for a second by your form standing in front of his door to leave, the automatic pout came onto his face out of confusion, he spoke, “Where are you going? Wait– why are you leaving?”

His brows pinched together a frown settled on his face, “Is everything okay?” There was seriousness in his voice. He tried to came closer but, he noticed the hesitation in your movements so he backed up, didn’t wanted to made you uncomfortable.

“I – just have something’s to do.” You lied, voice came out in an whisper as if you didn’t had any strength left in your body. Nothing wrong there, fucking Jungkook always made your body exhausted afterwards, but, your heart always felt content. Not this time.

Even if he sensed your lie, he didn’t question you. “Then, let me drop you there at least,” He went to grab his keys before you stopped him in the track.

“Do your still talk with Sana?” There was a few seconds of silence, not a sound of footsteps or even breathing. Utter silent. You heart beats increased with every second, holding onto your handbag, you waited for his reply.

“No… but, she followed me on Instagram yesterday.” He told you the truth, never wanted to lie to you. He just didn’t knew why he made this thing a secret. Not a secret, he just didn’t priorities it enough to discussed this with you.

“And?”

“And, I followed her back, then she sent a massage.” He said that so casually as if he was talking about a random person. It wasn’t any random person.

You turned around and looked at him. You didn’t understood why you felt a stinging pain in your heart when you saw him standing there oblivious. There was a slight worriedness in his eyes.

“Jungkook…I don’t know what you were thinking but…why didn’t you tell me? Also, why are you talking to your ex?” Okay, not so smart question. You did admitted that. That’s his life, he could talk to anyone he wants, so asking him why he did that was stupid.

Still, he tried to explain, “I– sorry, I should’ve said this before, but I thought it wasn’t much important to discuss about,”

“Wasn’t much important to discuss with me, right?”

“What? No! ____, It’s not what you’re thinking –,”

“Then, what is it? Jungkook, she cheated on you –,” Those words slipped out of your mouth before you could stop yourself. You wished you didn’t said that because the way his eyes went wide and glossy, made your heart hurt.

“Lets not come to an conclusion yet, she said she need some time and I gave her that. Also, she did that after…her last encounter with us.” This time, you gasped. He was talking about the threesome you guys had a month ago before their break up.

It was a casual thing between the three of you, all of you gave your own concerns, all three of you wanted that. Now, why he brought that topic into this argument. The conclusion was far more worse. You brain immediately responded with he thinks she cheated on him because of me.

His ex wanted to explore her sexuality after her encounter with you during the threesome. It all came clear in your mind.

“Are you implying that…she cheated on you because of me?” Your voice slightly cracked at the end of the sentence and you cringed. Not wanting to stay even a second there, you barged out of his room without looking back.

“No no, ____ , listen. I never blamed you– fuck! I could never do that, baby.” He grabbed you arm, tried to calm you down. “Please, don’t misunderstood me.”

His voice held so much vulnerability, panic rushed over his eyes. You couldn’t brought yourself to look at him, because if you did, you would mold back into his arms instantly and you couldn’t let that happen.

He kept on pleading to you, standing at the doorway and you. You huffed at his stubbornness, “Jungkook, please I have to go, now. We can talk about this later.” You again lied.

Jungkook wouldn’t wanted to disrespect your decision or invade your personal space, he backed away from the door. He couldn't understand outburst but he did knew that you never liked it when someone hide something from you. he knew, he made you upset which he never wanted.

You could see his glistening eyes staring right at you, his brows furrowed as he kept on looking at you until you departed from his apartment.

Your tears, unrestrained, finally flowed freely, unable to be held back any longer.

That makes me so happy to hear youre feeling better and coming back around to yourself. No rush AT ALL on reading my shenanigans. Im honored you see me on here. 2023 and 22 was a real shit show wasnt it? Im hoping 2024 isnt and i feel as though it will be positive for those who need it most.

And gorl i cant fan girl enough when it comes to you and how you write. Ive revisit your work alot 🌚 for science lmao anywho. Love you lots! Enjoy your day and hope to hear lots from you soon❤️❤️❤️

Coming January 2023

Surprise! I’m awful and I just can’t help myself. I’m way, way, way too weak for Prince Hyungwon, so this happened just to spite me, I swear, so it’s time to throw another trashterpiece on the dumpster fire. Ya girl will be back in the new year with another multichapter romance. Admittedly, I kinda want to hate myself for the campy bodice-ripper vibe, but also, I don’t. Like, not at all lol. I’m stupid in love with this dumb, self-indulgent story, so yeah.

Cvr | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12

Anyway, a bit of a preview:

The Vibe: Lonely prince meets reluctant princess, the typical royal intrigue, beautiful costumes and lavish historical settings, friends with benefits-adjacent (though it’s more like royals with obligations), slow burn but also loads and loads of smut in between because arranged marriage, jealousy, angst, misunderstandings, confused feelings, falling in love with your husband, HAPPY ENDING BECAUSE FAIRYTALE DAMNIT

Synopsis: Naran has never fit the mold of a princess. She’s brash, disinterested, and nomadic at heart. It is only unlucky circumstance that has cast her as the sole hope of the Moghulikhan empire. With no brothers to secure the realm’s lineage, shaky borders ringing them from all sides, and a sister too young to understand any of that, peace only seems possible through an alliance, but that hasn’t stopped Naran from scheming up a way out. That is, until a handsome prince charming makes her an offer she simply can’t ignore.

Hope to see y’all in the new year!