Hes So Hot Go Cry About It

he’s so hot go cry about it

park jimin in black swan

cr: dwellingsouls

Daddy asf

JUNGKOOK from PTD ON STAGE

perfectly wrong | masterlist

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f. receiving), hickeys, mentions of unhealthy relationships, cussing / mature language, dirty talking, mentions of insecurities, jealousy, fighting, alcohol consumption, smoking, unrequited love kind of stuffs, tae is a fuckboy and says whatever the hell he wants to say sometimes, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

notes: title taken from shawn mendes’ perfectly wrong. this is cross-published on my wattpad account (nikkitynaakks) and there are currently more chapters published there than here, but there may be some slight editing to each chapter since i’m always down to revise/improve things!

intro

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

chapter fifteen (final)

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long way home 03 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 1.5k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers

rating: pg

warnings: jealous jk, drunk oc

summary: the one were you had a little too much to drink and, oops, your lips are pressed against someone else's.

a/n: enjoy sad dilf jk hours <3

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03

masterlist | long way home masterlist

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When Jungkook got texts from you saying "hiiiii" - "are u still up?" - "i could call a cab but id like to save money" - "hi?" - "lemme call u" - "oh youre online" - "hiii" - "pls take me home?" - "<3" he knew that you had one or two - who was he shitting - probably more than five drinks too much.

It's past 3 am and he's driving through empty streets with Nabi sleeping in the backseat in her little baby seat.

When Jungkook parks right in front of the bar he immediately catches sight of you. And you do too because your legs start walking toward his car and Jungkook can't keep his eyes from gawking at your beautiful body. Your exposed legs, your thighs, your cleavage and that glowing smile curving your lips make Jungkook's heart beat a little faster. You're stunning. And he'll never get over how stunning you are.

Jungkook would have helped you getting into his car but apparently he spent too much time staring at your gorgeous beauty. You stumbled into the passenger's seat before he even had the chance to get out of the car and assist you.

"Kookie," you greet him, way too enthusiastically. You throw your arms around his neck and pull him in for a hug. "Hii," you say against his neck.

He has to bite back a smile as he hugs you back. "Hey, baby." Jungkook makes sure to put your seat belt on when you lean back again.

When you notice Nabi in the back you halt for a moment. "I shouldn't be too loud." Jungkook nods, driving the car from the parking lot and heading home.

"Had fun tonight?"

"Mhmm," you smile. "A lot, actually."

"Where was Seulgi?"

"She's still there with Jimin. Dunno how they're not exhausted yet." You play with Jungkook's tattooed fingers when he has his hand around the gear shift.

It seems like you're in deep thoughts when you suddenly speak again. "Hey, remember when you were almost two hours late at picking up Nabi last week? That was not nice of you."

"I know, it'll never happen again. I'm sorry." He sighs, sounding disappointed. Jungkook still cringes whenever he thinks of that night and he feels bad for treating you like that.

"It's okay. I do stupid things too sometimes."

"No you don't," he denies. "You never do."

"I did something very stupid today," you confess.

Jungkook sends a quick glance to your side. He can't figure out if you really mean that or if it's just your intoxicated brain over dramatising an insignificant occurrence. You're drunk, you could have done anything, really.

"Mind to tell me or is this gonna be another one of your secrets that you'll hoard for the rest of your life?" He still gets amused just by the fact of quoting your high-school self when Jungkook was in your bedroom after school and was looking through your stuff on the desk and found your diary. He teased you and you ran after him and he held the diary up in the air and laughed when you tried to jump to reach it. You told him that all the pages were full of you crushing on a boy and Jungkook got so curious because he never experienced you having a crush on any boy in school. Eventually he gave the diary back to you because he wasn't an ass and because he respected your privacy and maybe because Jungkook didn't know how he'd feel once he would know on which boy you were having a crush on. Not happy, he knew that for sure.

His thoughts get ripped away when he hears you whispering your confession.

"I kissed Jimin tonight."

"You - what?" He expected a lot. But not that.

"I don't know - we, we were dancing and then I turned around and then he was there and his hands were on my body and it felt nice so I leaned closer and had a better view on his lips - his lips look so beautiful, Jungkook. Like, I couldn't stop myself because they just looked so kissable. And then it just happened but not for too long...well, if I think about it - maybe it was long, I don't know."

You slump back on the seat. "I just - we work together and, and I don't want this to be messy. I mean, I don't even know if I have feelings for him. He's just - kind and sweet and he makes me feel good."

You whine. "Jungkook."

He's glad that he has to stop at a red light because now he can look at you and doesn't have to watch you ramble and getting frustrated with understanding your emotions through the corner of his eye.

"I'm confused," you pout.

He is too. Not because he doesn't understand his feelings toward someone he kissed at a bar. But because he thought that he managed to storage that weird emotion of bitterness away that always came up soaring his body when you talked about another guy. He thought he had it under control. But yet here he was, struggling to prevent his hands to form fists around the steering wheel.

You return his gaze with big eyes, like he has all the answers to all the questions in the world. Like he could catch all the desirable stars from the night sky and give them to you.

"You're drunk, baby. Your thoughts are a mess right now anyways, so don't overthink it. Tomorrow you can think about it with a clearer mind, yeah?"

"Don't call me that."

"Hm?" Jungkook asks. He's called you baby a thousand times before.

"It makes my heart feel so...dunno...soft? It feels strange, Koo. I don't know if my heart should be feeling like that." You close your eyes and frown. You should have stopped drinking hours ago, Jungkook can see that. But he makes a mental note to call you baby more often because just the thought of your heart feeling soft whenever he calls you that makes his own one grow softer as well.

"You need sleep," he comments.

"I need cuddles."

"You can get them once we're at my place."

"Mh no, not your cuddles."

"Huh?" Now Jungkook is the one twisting his face into a confused frown. But when you're suddenly turn and bend over the small space between the driver's seat and the passenger's seat Jungkook understands who's cuddles you are in need for.

"Y/n, no you can't-" Both his hands are on your waist. Luckily the seat belt it stopping you from going any further. Your already short dress is hiking up the more you resist his grasp. He doesn't look but - okay, maybe he looked at your cute bum for a split second but it's really not his fault because it was there, right in front of his eyes and he just took a short glimpse at it.

You huff and give in, allowing Jungkook to push you back to your seat. The traffic lights turn green again the second you're properly sitting again.

"Nabi's sleeping right now and I doubt she'll be happy being woken up right now - even if it's for cuddles."

You massage your temple with closed eyes. Your little stunt probably got you a little dizzy.

"These shoes are killing me," you groan, taking your heels off.

"You do the same shit every time," Jungkook says, watching how you rub your sore feet against each other.

"But see how cute they look?" you defend, pointing at your heels.

And right after you say that Jungkook parks his car in front of his apartment building. Within a few seconds Jungkook opens up the door at your side and grabs you by the waist to throw you over his shoulder. You squeak surprised but don't protest. It's not like this is the first time he has done this. He pulls your dress down so now weirdo that lurks around the street can see anything.

Jungkook doesn't forget to get your shoes from the car, letting them dangle on his fingers tips. He manages to get Nabi out of the car too, careful not to cause too much movement to not wake her from her deep sleep.

After Jungkook helped you changing into some comfy clothes that you left at his place for moments like this you insist on letting Nabi sleep between Jungkook and you in his bed. Jungkook gives in, knowing that arguing with you while you're drunk isn't going to lead anywhere.

So he lays on his side and watched Nabi and you sleep. Jungkook still can't get Jimin out of his mind. But he forces himself not to think about too much. It's just a kiss. And you even said that you weren't sure if you had feelings for him. You were probably just drunk. That's all.

He bops Nabi's small nose with a little smile on his lips and then proceeds to gently brush you hair behind your ear. You mumble something incoherent and snuggle into his palm that he rested against your cheek.

Forever, Jungkook thought. He could go to bed like this forever. Watch over his most precious girls and fall asleep to that beautiful view.

But those thoughts were just dreams and Jungkook stopped believing in dreams coming true a long time ago.

The Wedding Date (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x f. reader, minjoon

Genre: fake!dating au, some angst, fluff, and smut

Wc: 16.3k

Warnings: cursing, soft!Jungkook, JK has one tattoo, petnames, oc has divorced parents, oc calls her actual father daddy, daddy kink joke & mention in passing (JK), making out, dry humping, marking (scratching, biting, hickeys), nipple play, spanking, hair pulling, slight possessiveness, JK has a big dick, oral sex (f. giving and receiving), fingering (f. receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie

A/n: a commissioned piece for my amazing friend @cherryjungkookie​!  I’m sorry it took so long but thank you for waiting and being so understanding  ♡ ♡ ♡

Date: January 7, 2020

Saturday afternoons were reserved for your errands, at least when you had errands. You dreaded having to go to the store to buy groceries, hated having to put gas in your car, and most of all, you hated when your best friends would cancel on you. Namjoon always made doing your errands more fun, if anything, you enjoyed his company when you had to do such mundane things.

Surprisingly enough, Jimin had also told you he would be busy that afternoon so even he was unable to accompany you. You knew Jimin liked doing errands as much as you did, so you weren’t too surprised when he shut you down but promised to see you later in the evening for your movie night with Namjoon at your apartment.

You grumbled as you strapped your crossbody bag over your shoulder, checking to make sure you had your phone, wallet, and keys inside it before you stepped out of the apartment. You locked your door, raising a brow when you heard grunting from beside you.

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