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Theres Just Something About The Whole Friends/roommates To Lovers Thats I Just Love This Was Written

There’s just something about the whole friends/roommates to lovers that’s I just love 💕 this was written so well and lived the member appearances and the way jk immediately dropped his plans to comfort OC just 🥹

BTS Jungkook- Roomates

I had only just gone to bed when I heard the front door unlock, I continued to climb into bed knowing it was probably just Jungkook coming home from his night out. I heard a crashing sound, glass shattering on the ground and I was up and out of the bed. I pulled on my fluffy robe and walked out of my room towards the kitchen. Jungkook's back was towards me, and at his feet was broken glass, and his shirt was gone. "Kook? Are you okay?" I asked reaching out to touch him, but he shrugged me off, looking over his shoulder at me "Stay back, there's glass," he slurred clearly he was drunk. I sighed "Turn around," I said and he shook his head "No," he replied and I rolled my eyes "You're being weird about nothing. I've seen you shirtless before," I told him.

"That doesn't mean you need to see it again," he said with a pout on his lips, I can't help but smile a little. "What?" he demands "What's so funny?" he added and I shrugged my shoulders "You just don't seem like the kind of person who would be self-conscious about something like this," I said. Jungkook spend a few hours every morning at the gym, there's no denying that it had clearly paid off. "I'm not." and I nodded "Obviously," I teased before walking around the island to be in front of him. "Please, just go back to bed," he said while watching me walk around the island, "I'm wide awake," I answered and he sighed "It's not my problem," he muttered and that's when I saw he had his black shirt wrapped around his left hand.

I furrowed my eyebrows "What did you do?... Are you in pain?" I asked while walking towards him, "Hey-stop, glass," he reminded me. I sighed before walking around the island and he turned around to face me "I set the cup down too hard on the counter? It shattered in my hand," he explained pulling off the shirt to show his bloody hand. I grab his wrist and drag his hand to the sink. He stood behind me as I run warm water over it, carefully using my nails to pull out any shards of glass. "You're too strong for your own good," I scolded him, I knelt down to pull out the first aid kit from under the sink.

I dap some alcohol against his palm and he hisses, it stings but it's better than being infected. His right hand comes to the other side of me, boxing me in between his body and the sink. I carefully gauze his hand, and taping it so it doesn't come undone while he sleeps. "There," I said releasing his hand, and he took a deep breath before letting it go. "Why do you smell so good?" he asked, I turn around in his arms to face him and he's smirking. He leans back against the island, no longer caging me in "I've been stealing your soap." I told him, crossing my arms over my chest. He raised his eyebrow at me and I feel heat climbing up my neck "Sorry... I ran out of mine," I explained. "Don't feel bad." he was suddenly serious, "You can have anything of mine you want. All of it even."

I'm caught off guard. He was so sincere, I couldn't help but feel a little touched "Thanks." I tuck my hair behind my ears "I do love that soap." he grinned at me before heading off towards the hall "Goodnight," he called over his shoulder. I heard the bathroom door shut and finally I willed myself to carry my body back to my bedroom. Once behind my closed doors, I reach up to place my hand over my chest. My heart was racing. It was hard to fall asleep

Jungkook falls down on the opposite end of the couch and I tried to keep my eyes anywhere but him. If I looked into those dark brown eyes, it would be all downhill from there. "I'm going out later, on a date, just so you know," Jungkook said and apparently that was it. As a strangled sob tears out of my mouth, I attempt a frantic scramble off the couch. But his arms come out and he catches me, using my own momentum to trip me and fall into his lap. I tried to get up right away, but his arms tighten around me, one hand tangling in my hair to bring my head closer. I bury my face in his neck, trembling wildly as tears slide down my cheeks in salty waves.

"Hey, come on, don't cry," he begged "It breaks my fucking heart to hear you cry." I can't stop. I gulp for air and shudder in his arms, and he strokes my hair and makes rough, soothing noises that only make me cry harder. "I won't go." I shook my head against his neck, it wasn't fair to him. "I'm fine." my voice muffled against his neck, but I hear his voice loud and clear. "You're more important." I cursed him in my mind. He doesn't even realize the things his words can do to my heart. I cling onto him "I'm broken." and he shook his head no "your not broken Y/n. I promise." I sniffled "Then help me prove it." He gently pulled my head up. I meet his gaze and find nothing but raw emotion and shining sincerity. "Okay," he whispered back. Then lets out a long unsteady breath. "Okay. I will."

He stands up with me in his arms and carried me to my bedroom. He places me down on my bed before walking around my room as if he owned it himself. He walked over to my wall and pointed at my college degree next to my high school diploma "First to go to college," He said and I smile slightly. He motioned to the wall of art I had done "Art," he said and then looked at my desk before picking up a picture frame, inside it's of my parents "They would've been so proud of the woman you become." He hands me the photo and I look over my parents faces. "I'm sorry I forgot," he said suddenly. I looked up at him but his gaze was at his feet, "It's your parents anniversary today," he said before looking up at me with a sad smile. But it wasn't his responsibility to know that "It's okay."

He shook his head before sitting next to me on my bed, "I'm your best friend," he said putting his arm around me "I'm not going on my date tonight, she'll get it," he added. I highly doubted the girl he asked out would understand that he is standing her up for a girl who he claims is his best friend, but I didn't say anything. "Thank you Jungkook," I whispered leaning into him, "Maybe we can get all the boys together," he said rubbing his hand up and down my arm and I nodded my head in agreement. He pulled out his phone with his other hand and opened the group chat he had with his friends, who also became my friends. The most recent texts was them teasing him about his date, I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of her, but than again he was ditching her for me.

He sent out a text that said change of plans, that we should all meet at Jin's hotel. "Kook-ah that's far for us," I complained and he shook his head "It's the weekend, besides Hyung will give us a room," he answered before getting up and going to my closet. I watched as he delicately packed my things for me into a duffle bag, "You don't have to try so hard to make me feel better," I said as he was heading towards the door but he just shot my a grin "If I was trying hard you'd know," he teased before going across the hall to his room. "Put your make up on!" he called and I rolled my eyes, but if we were going to see the other members it made me feel more confident. They were all handsome men and if I didn't try a little bit I was going to look like a hobbit next to them.

Jungkook threw both of our bags in the back of his car "Let's go," he said waving for me to get into the passenger side. I climbed into his car at the same time as him "I've got a playlist, we can stop for food on the way, and then the boys will meet us for drinks," he explained the plan. Although I wasn't in the mood, I knew that spending enough time doing things, I would be forced to be in the present instead of in my head. I watch Jungkook turn on the shuffle before backing out into the driveway. It hadn't occurred to me until exactly this moment that I might want something like this. But now that I'm thinking about it, I know that I do. Jungkook is exactly what I want. But it would never work. I'm his best friend, and he's always going on dates with other girls.

I push the thought from my mind and focus on singing along to the songs Jungkook had chosen. He went to my favorite fast food place and ordered my favorite, even paying for it because he's a 'good friend'. I was starting to feel better and when we arrived all the boys greeted us at the front door. Taehyung hugging me and spinning me around, Jimin kissing my cheek, Namjoon and the older boys hugging me. Taehyung looped his arm through mine and led me into the fancy hotel. It still amazed me that Jin's father owned this hotel, among several others, but this one was his, and he was the manager of it. We went into the bar and Jin led us towards the VIP section that was more private.

Taehyung was clingy to me, probably because he knows what it's like so miss someone who has passed on. His grandparents who raised him no longer are with us, and every now and then his heart breaks. "To them," Taehyung said holding his shot up, and we all clinked our glasses against his and all downing our shot. The boys caught me up on what they were doing. Namjoon and Yoongi had been producing new music, Hobi was on a dance team, working towards entering a competition, Jimin was doing contemporary dance for a theater nearby and Taehyung was modeling new clothes for a fashion company. They were all doing such spectacular things, I couldn't help but feel like I was falling behind.

I felt someone's hand on top of my head, giving me a gentle pat. I looked to see it was Jungkook "You're not falling behind or running late," he whispered into my ear, and he pulled back to look me in the eye "You're the baby of us all," he teased ruffling my hair before removing his hand. "I'm not a baby," I mumbled before taking another drink, eventually everyone was beginning to feel the alcohol, Jungkook and Jimin had gotten up to start dancing, trying to impress Hobi who was critically watching both of them. I could hardly hold my head up, instead leaning it against Taehyung's shoulder. "We should call it a night," Yoongi said, being the only one who wasn't completely wasted, a few of us complained, but we also knew he was right. It was almost one in the morning now. Jin handed me a room key "For you and Jungkook." he then handed a different one "For you and Jimin."

Jungkook helped me up and Jimin threw Taehyung's arm over his shoulder "We will see you in the morning," I said bidding them goodnight. We stumbled our way to our room and checked it out. "Our bags," I sighed and Jungkook let out a dramatic sigh "I wanted to keep drinking too," he complained and I shook my head "You've had enough," I said pointing at him. He ran his fingers through his hair "Because..." he pauses "Because you were having more fun with Taehyung," he said with a pout. I rolled my eyes, Jungkook always gets like this when we hang out with the group of boys. If I pay more attention to one of them than him, he gets jealous. "It was your idea to hang out with them," I reminded him a little more hostile than I meant to. I turn to head to the door, I was going to go get our bags from the car.

He grabbed my wrist as soon as my hand touches the door and I turned to look at him "Are you mad at me?" he slurred, his eyes shifting around, "I'm annoyed, not mad. I don't like when you get jealous," I explained and he nodded "I know." I felt bad at how sad he sounded. "Was your date mad you bailed?" I asked trying to change the subject "How was your date with Taehyung?" I paused looking at him in disbelief after hearing his bitter tone. "I was here with all of you, not just Taehyung," I said trying get it through his thick skull, but talking to drunk Jungkook was like talking to a wall. He was fidgeting with the gauze on his hand that I should've changed before we left "You guys were just awfully close tonight. Your head on his shoulder." he pointed out and I wanted to scream at him that I was literally in his lap, crying into his neck this morning but I knew it was useless. "Kook-ah you're so drunk."

"Not drunk enough to not notice you two." I didn't know what to tell him, I did have a great time with Taehyung, because I felt like he could understand how I was feeling, but that didn't mean I appreciated being with him over the others. "I know he likes you... He's told me many times," he said and I felt my cheeks burn, I hadn't had an idea, Taehyung is very touchy with everyone "Okay...?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I didn't think he'd do anything because everyone knows how close we are..." and I furrowed my eyebrows "And why would that stop him?" I questioned and he let out a fake laugh. "Y/n, why do you think my girlfriends don't last long?" he asked, I wasn't stupid, I know that they were intimidated of my friendship with Jungkook, which is a similar reason as to why I never had boyfriends. Guys don't like you living wit your guy best friend.

I take a deep breath, not knowing how to respond. I never thought about my part in all his relationships, mostly because he was always dating. I just assumed he was trying to find someone he liked. "I would never trade you for anyone who didn't value you, as much as I do." I think about the girls he's been with "but.." his intense stare silent me "I only go have to keep dating because of you." I raised an eyebrow "What do you mean?" I questioned, my drunk mind trying to keep up with him "It doesn't matter. But every girl I give up on is because she's jealous of you." I felt speechless. "I'm not telling you this to make you feel guilty for my failed relationships, but I need to start being honest with how I feel." I swallow thickly "And that is?"

I can tell he is nervous because he released my wrist and rubbed both of his palms on his pants. "You're the most permanent thing in my life Y/n, of that I am sure." I couldn't help but smile at him "So are you in mine," I assured him, trying to relieve his jealousy. He chuckled shaking his head "I don't think you understand what I mean..." he slurred waving his hand as if to remove my confused thoughts. "What I mean is...I want you permanently. In my life." I rubbed my forehead "Jungkook for the sake of my head, you need to be more clear," I said feeling a mild pound begin. "I will be. From now on, I'll prove to you just how much you mean to me." he brushes his fingers against my cheek, tucking hair behind my ear. I was speechless at his gentle touch. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I pull it out to check I had a message from Jimin asking if we made it back okay, and if I wanted to make them ramen.

Jungkook also saw my text and I could see the sadness behind his eyes, "Umm Jimin and Taehyung are hungry and I told them about how we packed ramen..." I hated his sad nod "I could make you some too before I go," I offered heading into the kitchenette in our room. "Just go get the ramen," I told him pulling a pot out filling it up with water. "Y/n." I walk to the stove, setting it down on one of the burners. I felt an arm over my shoulder, across my collar bone, hand holding onto the other shoulder, the other wrapping around my middle. I felt my back pressed against his firm chest, and my heart skipped a beat. "Please don't go," Jungkook whispered into my shoulder "Koo..." I reach my hand up towards his, intention with removing it, but as soon as my fingers brush against skin, I find my hand linger over his.

I slid my fingers between his, holding onto him. He brushed his lips against my neck "don't go, stay with me." he begged. It felt good to be wrapped in his strong arms. "I won't go. Let me text them back." I pull out of his arms and pick my phone up from the counter, texting Jimin that I was too tired and that I was just going to go to bed. "There." He grabbed both my wrists and I still. He tugged me forward until I'm nestled against his chest. His arms fall around me carefully, as if he's telling me I can pull away, that he'll understand, that it's my choice. But I felt so safe, so warm, so devastatingly content that I can't seem to come up with a single reason why I shouldn't enjoy this moment. I press closer, hiding my face in the soft fabric of his sweater, and his arms wrapped more tightly around me, his chest rising and falling. My hands come up to rest against his stomach, his hard muscles tense under my touch, My left hand slips around his ribs, up his back. Jungkook freezes, his heart racing under my ear. My eyes fall closed just as I feel him try to inhale.

I try to remain perfectly still. I try not to make a sound. But my mind won't stop racing and my heart won't stop hammering against my chest. I lift my head to look at him, wondering just how far I could go, "You can do whatever you want." It was as if he was reading my mind. I hope he couldn't. I reach up to tangle my fingers in his dark locks, feeling the curled strands fall through my fingers, I pause there a moment. "This okay?" I asked and he nodded "Yeah, you're good." I allowed one had to drift down past his shoulders, chest and finally ending on his abs. The material of his sweater was sill between us, but I ran my fingers over the hard ridges there. "You're playing with fire," he warned and then dropped his forehead to mine. It made me feel delicate and protected- but also I felt powerful for getting this kind of reaction out of him.

I lean up and press my lips to his. I stiffled his gasp, his fingers curling into my skin, pulling me against him. His lips are soft. Achingly soft. He takes the lead in a matter of milliseconds, my mouth parting for him, welcoming him into my mouth. Jungkook's hands travel over the curve of my ass, to the back of my thighs, lifting me up onto the counter, his warm body between my legs. My heart was beating so fast at the possibilities of where this could go? Would it be awkward? Would there be eyerolling and reluctant touching? But those thoughts disappear as his hands travel everywhere, his mouth desperate against mine. I didn't think that he could elicit such sensations with just his hands and mouth.

His hands trail fire in their wake, siding down my side to pull me to the edge of the counter, so I could feel his hard body against mine. I wrap my arms around him, my legs squeezing him tightly. A small, displeased moan falls from my lips when he pulled away, breathlessly. His hair was a mess, one I didn't even remember doing, and his lips were kiss swollen. "Y/n," his hands run over my thighs, and I tried to pull him back towards me, the need for his lips against mine taking over. But he doges my mouth, lips skimming against my jaw, kissing my neck below my ear "Are you sure?" he panted and I swear I shiver "Once we- If we-" he swallowed "It's not going to be the same between us," he whispered, but I was drunk on him, "I don't care. I want you." I boldly pull my shirt over my head and tossing it on the ground somewhere in the hotel room.

He resumes kissing me, down my collar bone, over my breasts. My head is spinning. I can barely concentrate on what is happening, too focused on the fact that this is Jungkook I'm making out with. This is Jungkook making my back arch into him. this is Jungkook making me moan in desire. And somehow it all makes sense. His body molds into mine like we are two pieces of the same puzzle. No other guy felt this good against me, this right, it's as if he was meant to be there. I thought maybe it would be awkward, but instead I wished this was something we had done long ago. By this point my skirt is pooled around my waist, his shirt is off and lying on the floor next to mine.

I take in his torso and swallow, those hours at the gym really paid off. I run my hands over his strong shoulder, down his pecks, tracing my fingers over the lines in his abs. Jungkook presses his lips to mine again, and I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling his lower half flesh with mine. My mind went unfocused. His tongue slid passed my lips, his fingers removing any clothing that was left on my body. I was completely naked in front of him, and he didn't waste any time exploring the skin I had always kept hidden. He lowers his head kissing down my neck, over my chest, teasingly flicking his tongue over one of my nipples, before continuing his descent down my abdomen. "Relax," he cooed pushing my thighs further apart, he settled his head between them, his breath fanning over my sex.

I stiffle a moan as his tongue lapped over my cunt. He wasted no time, causing my eyes to flutter shut. I've done things like this with other guys, but none of them were like Jungkook. He actually knew what he was doing and my eyes fluttered shut. His tongue is gentle and teasing, coaxing shudders from my body. I arch my back to press more into him, and his tongue begins to draw circles, faster and tighter than before. I could feel my thighs begin to shake and then he stopped. My eyes fly open and I'm ready to scold him, but when I see the look on his face, all protest dies. He tugged his boxers down, is member springing up and my eyes widen, he had to be the largest I've ever been with.

He gently stepped between my legs, his hands soothingly running over my waist, his mouth brushing over my neck. He was driving me crazy, I swear if he didn't do something in the next few moments I was going to lose it. I was quivering beneath him. His traces patterns over my body until I'm panting, and gasping at the touch of his hand. I pull him closer to me, grinding my hips against his erect cock. "Koo," I whimpered and only then does he position himself at my entrance, teasingly running his tip between my folds before pushing inside. The first thrust is only an inch before he stops. I take a deep breath, feeling him, it had been a while since the last man I was with. I wrap my legs tighter around him, forcing him in a little deeper. He takes the message, moving his hips forwards and backwards, inching his way inside.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders and bury my lips against his skin. I moan against his skin, even though he was large, he was gentle, hands coasting over my body. I could hear him breathing hard, his pulse against my lips pounding. I hold onto him as he completely fill me, I never felt so full, or good. I shift closer to the edge of the counter and Jungkook groans, clutching my thigh, he then starts pulling out and sinking very slowly into me again. "Oh, fuck," I whimper against his neck. I start pressing sloppy kisses to his neck, my teeth grazing his skin, I nip at him and he hisses and then I run my tongue over it to soothe the pain. Jungkook moves quicker, I could feel the entire length of him, rubbing against my walls over and over.

He hits the spot in the back nearly every time, causing me to see stars. My body tightens around him, my nails digging into his back and my lips attack his neck. One of his hands sneaks between the two of us, his thumb circling around my clit causing me to moan. I gasp, clenching tightly around him when my orgasm shattered through me. I come apart, moaning his name and Jungkook cursed doing his best to help me ride my orgasm out before pulling out. He jerked himself off only a couple times before orgasming himself right into the sink. "Really? Jin won't appreciate that," I said with a teasing undertone "Jin can get fucked," he replied breathlessly. Something washes over me, a creeping sadness, that can only be cured by the feeling of Jungkook beneath my palms.

I reach out towards him but then stop as he pulls up his boxers, his back towards me. I wasn't sure what it was going to be like now. He was right about things changing in our relationship, it couldn't be the same. He turned to look at me and he stepped into my hand that I didn't realize was reaching out still. He stepped back between my legs and I wrap my limbs around him, resting my head on is chest. The looming ache disappearing, "We should sleep, eh?" he said running his hands up and down my sides. My eyes glance at the beds and suddenly I'm wishing that Jin had accidently gave us a room with one bed. He lift me up and carries me across the room and sits me down on one of the beds. I grabbed his arm and he looked at me with a questioning eyebrow.

"I..." I what? Am speechless? Confused? Scared? I don't know what to say, or what I want. We're friends. Good friends. Who just had sex. We were supposed to sleep in separate beds? "Sorry," I mumbled releasing him from my grip "What do you want?" he asked and suddenly I felt embarrassed. "Nothing," I answered before climbing under the covers so my back was towards him and he just chuckled. I felt the bed indent behind me and suddenly Jungkook was behind me, pulling me towards his chest, his strong arms wrapping around my body. "Better?" he asked into the back of my head and I nodded my head up and down. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep in his arms. Only I didn't wake up in them.

I sat up and looked around the room, but he was nowhere to be found, not even a ghost of him. I felt the tears blur my vision before falling down in a cascade. I tried to wipe them away over and over, but they just kept coming. I heard the door to the room open and I turned my back towards it, not wanting whoever was coming in to see how much of a blubbering mess I was. "Hey, sleepy head," I heard Jungkook's voice, but I was embarrassed to look at him now. I feel his hand against my back and he forced me to look at him "Hey," he said in a sad voice, "Don't do that," I cried and he pulled me into a hug. "You can't have sex with me, sleep with me and then just be gone in the morning," I told him, his hand ran soothing up and down my back "I was just getting our bags from the car," he explained with a laugh.

I punched him off of me, glaring at him with a pout "Pretty baby, I'm sorry, but I wouldn't just leave you," he said wiping off my tears. "I'm in love with you. But that's not news. Not to me, and not to you, I don't think. Not if you're honest with yourself," he said. My eyes widen. I hadn't expected him to confess. I figured everything he said last night had to do with both of us being drunk and horny, but there's nothing hazy in his eyes. He chuckled before kissing my forehead "You're silly," he said before setting my bag down next to me "We should be getting home," he added. I dug through my bag and pulled on sweatpants and a large sweatshirt, "Let's go," I said pulling the strap of my bag over my shoulder.

The two of us leave the hotel room and head down to the lobby. "Breakfast?" he questioned pointing towards the breakfast buffet, I shook my head no but we walked over there because our friends were already sitting down. "You guys heading home?" Namjoon asked and I nodded my head, words apparently had left. They all got up and started hugging us. "Woah, Jungkook what happened?" Jimin asked poking his neck, I felt my entire face burn red, Jungkook may have had a few hickies on his neck. "There was a mosquito in our room last night," Jungkook replied with a smirk. Jimin looked at me before patting my head "A cute mosquito," he teased causing me to hid my face "I told you forcing them to share a room would result in this," Jin said proudly.

"Okay, okay we are leaving," Jungkook said waving off their teasing, he took my hand and lead me towards the door. We got into his car and suddenly it felt comfortable again. We drove home the exact way we had driven here, listening to music, chatting, like we never even had sex with each other last night. We walked towards the house and Jungkook unlocked the door but he let me in first. I walked inside and headed straight towards my room, throwing my duffle bag on the floor. "Fuck it," I whispered to myself, I walked over to my bed, ripping the covers off before I could grab my sheets. I carried the ball of fabric across the hall into Jungkook's room, where he was unpacking his overnight bag. He turned to look at me "What's up?" he asked and I felt my ears burn "I don't like sleeping without sheets," I answered before walking over to his bed, pulling the blankets and pillows off before putting my sheets over his bed.

I fixed his bed completely before looking at him. He had the biggest, stupidest grin on his lips, "Cool," he said as if that was completely normal. I marched back into my room and picked up my favorite pillow and my charger before going back into his room, picking whatever side I wanted because I knew he usually slept in the middle of the bed so he didn't have a preference. Stepping back I looked at the bed and I couldn't help but feel a little giddy, the bed was now a perfect blend of the two of us. I walk out of the room to find Jungkook in the living room and I couldn't gage how he felt about me just moving in. "Did you mean what you said this morning or did I just let the sex make my brain think more romantic things when they were platonic?" I asked walking up towards him.

"I love you," he said with a smile grabbing my hand "And I don't mean as my best friend either, although that's mixed in there. I mean it as the girl of my dreams who I can't get over no matter how hard I tried Last night only screwed me further and believe me when I say I almost danced for joy when I saw you moving your things into my room." By this point I was sitting in his lap and he pressed his lips against mine and I sighed at the sensation shooting through every limb. "I have a hunch you feel the same way but I need to hear it." His thumb tugs down on my bottom lip freeing it from the my teeth. "I need you to say the words out loud so I can stop thinking I'm crazy." This is it. Sink or swim. Run or stay.

When I look into his eyes all apprehension melts away and all I can see is him. Us. Our future. And I hate myself for all the time I wasted before I realized. I'm in love with my best friend. "I love you so much I'm not going to kill you for dating so many other girls than me." He smiled so wide it crinkles the corners of his eyes, making them sparkle the way they do when he's truly happy. "I love you enough to kiss you even though I know you probably haven't brushed your teeth since last night." I leaned in pressing my lips against his

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