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“kiss me hard before you go, summertime sadness *ੈ✩‧₊˚” PART I

fade into you by @nmjoo-n

cruel intentions by @explicit-tae

bad influence by @noteguk

guys my age by @kooktrash

polarity by @darkestcorners

the present by @btssmutgalore

literally every fic by @joonberriess

crybaby by @lavishedinjimin

dilf jk series by @venusiangguk

every breathe you take by @junqkook

keen by @venusiangguk

inevitable by @ahundredtimesover

imagine by @chryblossomjjk

Room 109 by @lavishedinjimin

Risqué by @mercurygguk

thank you baby by @scribblemetae

brother’s best friend by @lavishedinjimin

hickeys 101 by @lavishedinjimin

campus affair by @kooktrash

cabin in the woods by @girl8890

aftermath by @whatifyoulivelikethat

caged bird by @borathae

gunplay by @borathae

kaiho by @99liners

ARK 45 by @whoretan

thereaper by @deepdarkdelights

10 seconds series by @deepdarkdelights

EGO DRIVE (m) | JJK

SYNOPSIS:

In the glamorous world of fashion, where egos run wild and money talks, who'd have thought that one arrogant model by the name of Jeon Jungkook would shake up your life?

"No. This was Jeon Jungkook, and at the end of the day, no one cared about the damn clothes."

PAIRING: Model Jeon Jungkook x Reader

RATING: 18+

GENRE: STRANGERS TO LOVERS, ENEMIES TO LOVERS, MODEL AU, FASHION AU, FLUFF SMUT ANGST

WORD COUNT: 11K

A/N: Part 1s always appear to be the most difficult for me to write, so here goes nothing🤭. This bitch worked hard on it, so please offer some love in the comments or let me know if you enjoyed it. PSA!!!!! I know Jks is a jerk in this, but trust me, it will all make sense as you go on! As for Oc, her background will be described in greater detail next part. This ones more jk focused. Last scene is inspired by his DAZED cover hihi🤭

Big thank you to @kooktrash for helping me with the plot and @erica2283 for beta-ing for me🫶🩵

For fucks sake, Jungkook was probably the worst person you've ever had the pleasure of working with...–aside from that time that famous actress tossed her scalding hot latte at you because you didnt know the shade pink didnt suit her. It wasn't your fault! You had no idea who she was to begin with-

A good shade of pink–whether light or dark– suits everyone-

I digress

Back to the assho- Jungkook. Back to Jeon motherfucking Jungkook.

It was a sweltering summer morning, and you'd just finished your first week as a stylist and makeup artist for Calvin Klein the day before. It was all a dream. People were mostly friendly, and if they weren't, they just ignored you rather than gossiping about you behind your back. You weren't a high-level executive–you were easily replaceable. But you did the job, and for the time being, thats all that mattered

The fashion industry was and still is tough, but you snuck your way into one of the top, most trendy labels to this day. It wasnt easy–on the contrary. The rules and regulations were merciless, and your application was disregarded for a couple of months before they even emailed you–you weren't their first choice, thats for sure. But, in the end, they hired you, so you shouldn't feel horrible about yourself and sulk. At least you try not to.

Theres times you gaze out the window of your pricey, run-down downtown apartment. Watching cars and bikes pass by, as the same people who lived nearby walked in and out of the shabby 7/11. You liked making up little stories about their lives in your head while sipping your morning tea or eating your dinner after work–which generally consisted of a 99ct ramen cup from the same 7/11 mentioned earlier

You liked the idea that these people had the same mundane daily live as you–it made you feel better about yourself in some way

But again, I digress

Your morning has gone weirdly well–you didn't trip over that nearly non existent step in front of the entrance door this morning, as you usually do 97% of the time; the barista at the local café got your coffee order right–as they should anyway, in your opinion, because...you're spending $7 for your tripple shot piping hot americano every morning, for heavens sake!

Nevertheless, your mornings going great. Everything is fine-

That is, at least, until you are cleaning your cosmetics palette, humming a radio-hit melody to yourself, that everyone falls silent, at which point you hear faint whispering and chattering as a door creaks open

You don't pay much attention, you knew some hot shot model was planned to be on set today. You assumed he was the one everyone was ogling/giggling about

You do nothing more than lift your head, catching a glimpse of the scenario a few feet away–the way there are roughly 7 bodyguards around him, the way camera flashes become fewer as the door closes behind them, eventually disappearing and staying outside rather than being permitted in

You watch as the set director, who also happens to be your boss, approaches him with excitement–his far too tight shirt showed off his beer belly, and those pants; just no. If this man didn't have a buzzcut, you couldnt imagine he'd be good at even styling his hair–how did he end up as a set director for CK?

Connections, most likely... you answer your own question

Everything nowadays was about connections, not talent. If you knew someone, you were almost certainly going to be hired for a job you weren't even qualified for. Denying opportunities to ppl who were prepared to do the job–who studied hard to do the goddamn job-

Mr. Hardis was a pain to work with; "y/n go get me a coffee", "y/n clean the set up". Those weren't your responsibilities, for God's sake. Mr. Hardis was the epitome of an ass-kissing jerk.

But as long as he paid you on time...well, theres really nothing that you should be complaining about

- 15 hours before the shoot; Incheon airport Seoul South Korea -

"Thats him! Oh my god!"

"Jungkook! can i get an autograph-"

"Jk, why did you break up with Aisha?!"

"What are you wearing?!"

"One picture please-"

He shouldn't be rolling his eyes at his fans in public, especially with so many cameras around him. He never grasped the airport arrival or departure thing–when photographers and fans would camp out for hours simply to see him come into or out of the terminal for a mere 5 minutes or less

He only shakes his head, biting his lip, which is hidden by his black facemask. Actually, you can hardly see his face at all.

Jungkook liked his privacy, or at least the little bit that's left of it anyway

The purple beany obscured the majority of his hair and face. "Back off," one of his bodyguards says as a girl approaches, holding her phone in his face–Jungkook just looks forward, disregarding her

He was used to this

The good news is that he is relatively quickly inside, while most of his fans are forced to remain behind–yelling his name, begging for him to look back one last time. But he doesnt. Why would he?

It was quieter in here, although some people were still pointing their phone cameras at him without any shame. He shakes his head.

He observes as they mutter to each other, catching the faint words "jeon" and "parents" as well as comments like "what an ignorant boy" and "he should be ashamed, leaving his fans hanging like that" from old ladies who most likely read the tabloids about him in their spare time, cup of tea in one hand and piece of cake neatly placed on their terrace tables as they people watched and gossiped

He scoffs once more, glancing ahead and holding his passport up to the staff in front of him. It was a woman, maybe in her early 30s, with nice skin, a nice figure, and shining eyes. He lowers his mask for her to confirm his identification but before drawing it back up. He flashes her a smirk before passing by her

He hears the last camera flashes as he steps into his private zone at the airport, eager to relax and wait for his jet. At least he didn't have to deal with other people while travelling. Aside from his bodyguards and assistants, who were already on board the plane, preparing for his arrival and departure to LAX.

He despises it. The spotlight, the cameras, the...attention. It was ironic, really, since he was a model, and he didn't mind being recorded at work.

But when he was in private or when he didn't want to be watched? It sucked. Welcome to the world of a celebrities son.

A so-called nepo baby or whatnot, someone who apparently got everything handed to him on a silver platter. It made him scoff just thinking about it

He takes a second to grab his phone, tapping on it to look at the time. 10am. Underneath it, a message catches his eye

Mom: be careful today, me and dad tried to make sure your arrival in LA will be as calm as possible

Mom: make sure to text me when you arrive💖

He types a quick "okay" before humming to himself as he looked outside the window

It's not that he doesn't love appearing for the camera–as a creative director and part of many projects, he gets to determine what side of him ends up on the covers of magazines like Vogue, W, or Dazed. The only thing that fucking annoyed him was the gossip and the lack of privacy.

If you haven't guessed, Jungkook hated his parents' celebrity status and the fact that he didn't get to choose whether or not he wanted to be in the spotlight–he was born into it

Fuck fame, fuck money–at the age of 25, he still had no idea who he was. And that one time he tried to see a therapist? His information was leaked, letting the entire media know what he was going through at the time. He removed most of his social media accounts shortly after that, not wanting to see the stupid remarks, the hate.

He basically vanished for an entire year, staying under the radar. But that was now 7 years ago, he was 18 at that time and didn't know any better. So, after a year of trying to find out how to move on with his life, he just figured that if he didn't show his emotions, if he didn't let people close to him, they wouldn't be able to hurt him.

Jungkook mastered the art of pretening

Pretend to be friends with them

Pretend to be interested in their life

Pretend to listen when they talk

Pretend to care

Pretend pretend pretend

Jungkook could count his friends on one hand, those friends being Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi, whom he grew up with and considered as his older brothers

Everyone else you saw him partying with or leaving clubs with on the news or on Twitter were nobodies who thought they knew him while exploiting him for fame and money. 'Why pay when kooks here?' He'd heard it much too often.

He often left with girls. Jungkook wasn't a picky man. If they caught his attention and he sort of tolerated them, he would gladly accept their invites to their homes for the night

He didn't love the girls he dated–he pretended to but never meant it.

Especially after sex, the way hed swinf his arms around them while they smiled and traced his tattoos. Playing with the hem of his boxers as they kissed along his jaw

"Do you love me?" They'd ask, hopeful eyes looking up at him, wishing they'd be the ones on the cover of magazines the next day titled as Jeon Jungkooks next love. Jungkook would just chuckle, take a drag of his post sex cigarette, and look them in the eyes, lying, "of course I love you."

Love...love was something he used ti think would solve everything. A girl who liked him for him. Jungkook. Not Jeon Jungkook, son of Jeon Seona and Jeon Jungshik.

But when she left, she took a piece of him with her, breaking him.

She, who hed thought would stay with him. She who hed thought would never hurt him

She shattered him.

No

Love shattered him

Fuck love

-----

You sigh and return to your now clean palette. You used to get excited when meeting celebs like him, but after a few interactions with people like them, you realised they're all just human at the end of the day–who don't care about people like you.

What was that saying again? Never meet your heroes? Yeah...

Next to you is a sheet, the identical one that was emailed to you and everyone else on set a few days ago–it was the shoot description and theme.

"I'd rather be dead than cool."

You couldn't deny that it piqued your curiosity when you initially opened the doc that night. Hot cup of coffee in your hand, ready for an all nighter to research makeup looks that would fit the vibe

You didnt get selected for styling today. Rather for makeup duty. That's why you were cleaning the palette in the first place–grey, blue, and soft green tones neatly arranged on the table beside you

You'd studied his face a bit–just to get to know what you were going to work with, and, as much as you hated to admit it, he was attractive in every aspect

You knew it would be an easy day at work with a face like his, since his features were perfect to work with; his sharp jaw attracted your attention initially, and it would be simple to match his foundation tone with the remains of his body. Then there was his nose, round and slightly bigger, but with a sharp twist that would be easy to apply makeup on. His dark and piercing eyes were ideal for applying eyeliner and a smidge of shadow–maybe some darker grey or hints of blue. His lips were lovely, not big but not thin–the ideal in-between.

You'd worked with models before, particularly attractive ones, but never with someone of this status. If you weren't mistaken he's the kind of celebrity people on the internet loved to refer to as nepo baby

His parents were well known actors in the 1980s, so you didn't know if you'd recognise them if you saw them walking down the street or in a grocery store. You'd be sure to ask your parents when you got home–if you didn't forget, anyway.

All you knew was that the man who had just entered the studio was important, important enough not to mess up his makeup even once

Dont talk to him y/n, cause god forbid you say something cringy

Ugh, just thinking about it makes you want to slap your forehead

"I can't believe he chose our location out of all the options he had." Lia, the petite blonde girl you've grown to like, practically squeaks next to you in delight

You give her a little smile and nod, adding, "I know, right?" As you check the makeup desk to see if you have everything prepared for later

Clean brushes? Check

Cotton Swabs and Pads? Check

Clean mirror? Check

Make up remover? Check

Neat setup? Double check

You and Lia were little more than work besties, as she referred to you two. She'd been a hairstylist here for over a year now, and you were pretty sure she'd seen many bigger celebs than him, but you liked seeing her excited–you loved how you could actually sense how much she adored her job

It made you happy too

"I heard he chose LA for the weather and laid back vibes!" She continues, your gaze fixed on the time on your phone before looking at her and nodding along "He must be tired, though...heard he just arrived from the airport...didn't get any rest whatsoever," she somewhat pouts, and you laugh slightly amused–if you had to name one person who has the most empathy for people, it would have to be her

"Its his job now, isnt it?" You shrug, "just like we have pull all nighters sometimes and only get 2 hours of sleep-" you chew on your bottom lip "-he has to head to work right after a what? 15 hour flight? Thats life" fiddling with one of the cosmetics brushes, you glance around the set, photographers hustling around, preparing their cameras while other staff members setup the set

It was basic, a black old-timer parked in the middle–if your eyes didn't deceive you, it was a Lamborghini Miura 1966–you didn't know much about cars, but your father had a photo of one hanging in the garage since you were a kid

You made a mental note to snap a picture to send to him later

One thing was certain–Jungkook had taste–expensive taste, at that–but that was to be expected from a man of his wealth. What was he again? highest paid male model in 2022?

Something like that

"Mh, i guess youre right"

Lia's voice draws your attention back to her, and you notice her fiddling with her fingers, just like you were doing with the makeup brush. You could tell you were both nervous right now, her possibly more than you, which was strange given she had been working here longer

Perhaps it was the fact that he was more than just a celebrity working with the brand; he was the global ambassador. "Should we get lunch after-" Lia speaks up, only to be cut off by the director himself, "right everyone!" He claps his hands together to attract everyone's attention, "well be starting the shoot at point 10am, which is in exactly an hour-" his voice fades into the distance as lia tugs on your arm, catching your attention back to her

"Whats up?"

"Im kinda nervous now, what if i fuck up" Lia chew on her bottom lip as she turns to gather her things, making sure everything is set before she starts working on his hair soon

You smile at her, mimicking her movements as you go over your supplies one last time. The last thing you want is for a product to miss and halt the entire shoot. That would almost certainly get you fired. And bye bye to your lovely dream of making it big in the industry

"He's already got the looks, so even if you mess up, it won't be too noticeable," you joke, crossing your arms as you lean against the table, "but I'm curious if he's got anything else going for him," you snort, causing Lia's eyes widen in surprise as she looks at you–or rather behind you

"I can hear you, you know"

The sudden voice makes a chill run down your spine as you slowly turn around

As he stares at you, the man you've certainly come to know as Jeon Jungkook stands there in all his handsome glory–arms crossed, tongue poking the inside of his cheek

Fuck, did you really just insult one of the most important people at your job? What a way to leave a first impression...

One of the first things you notice about him are his numerous piercings, which dknt take away from the attractiveness of his face but rather enhance it. You first notice his double pierced lip–jeez that must have hurt–maybe you'll ask him about it later for some small talk

Next, your gaze is drawn to his ears, which are both fully pierced and adorned with small hoops. Finally, you come to a halt at his brow, the small but lovely charm that pierces through it, adding a harshness to his gentle face

He smelt of expensive perfume and cigarettes, maybe even weed-but who were you to judge?–as Lia had said; 'he must be exhausted'. So the fact that he might have hit it once or twice before arriving shouldn't surprise you

The outfit he initially arrived at the set with is simple yet fashionable, a black oversized shirt paired with some equally as oversized pants

Somehow, you could still tell the man was ripped underneath all that clothing

You smile and laugh nervously, "Well, at least you've got one thing going for you" you try to lighten the mood by cracking a joke, only to be met with a hard stare

Great y/n, this is exactly why you don't speak to clients–the global ambassador for the brand which your life depends on–at that

"Right," he scoffs, looking you up and down, blatantly judging your outfit. You weren't wearing anything special. Your job didn't require you to wear a uniform–the only condition was that everyone who worked here wore at least one piece of the brand's apparel

You got a big employee discount of 50%, so going out shopping the day you got hired wasn't too pricey. You were dressed in a simple white CK shirt and black flared CK jeans

The rest were some thrifted half-broken Converse highs you bought when you were 16, as well as a similarly thrifted Zara jacket you bought last year–you weren't wearing that one, but it hung nicely over your chair. In a way, it was reasonable to say you didnt look like a fashion major–you did know how to style properly, but putting clothing on other people was easier than putting clothes on yourself. You wouldn't be a skilled stylist if you didn't understand what you were doing

Looking down at yourself, your cheeks heat up as you stare at the same coffee stain on your shirt as he was

What were the consequences of simply running out the venue now? Because, to be frank, you'd love to sink into the ground right this moment

Thankfully, his assistant arrives a few moments later with an iced americno–you wondered how many shots someone as busy as him needed this early in the morning, was it 2? Or 3 like yourself?–in one hand and a clipboard with what you imagined was his schedule in the other. You let out a breath of relief, which Jungkook seemed to notice but dismiss, setting himself down on the black chair with his name written on the back and waiting for you to start your job. Your eyes widen "right", and you let out a nervous breath, beginning with figuring out his foundation shade

You decide not to ask him about his piercings after all

You wanted to maintain some dignity and professionalism. Sitting down in your little swivel chair you began applying concealer with a fresh beauty blender, trying not to touch his face too much and keeping the tapping to a minimum

You're relieved when Jungkook begins chatting with his assistant, and you try your best not to eavesdrop–but you can't just turn off your ears, can you?

"You have to leave the shoot at point 12," she points out, noting something on the small clipboard in her manicured hand

"Were only shooting for 2 hours?" He asks nonchalantly, sounding much nicer than he did when he talked to you

Maybe it's because of your stupid ass joke y/n, you reason. Thatd explain everything.

"Yes, two hours," she nods again, "will that be an issue? I can call Vogue and tell them you'll be late for the interview-."

"Ah no," he says pleasantly, waving his hand. "That won't be a problem, I was just wondering because my shoots usually take longer," he adds, toying with his liprings as he concentrates his gaze on you, whos mostly focused on diping a brush into the black eyeshadow and carefully tapping part of the pigment off afterwards

Ah, an interview huh?

You'll look him up again during your break. Sure, he was a model, but why would he need to be interviewed by one of the most popular magazines? What was so intriguing about Jeon Jungkook aside his parents or his connection with CK?

You bite your bottom lip, deep in thought, as you lean back and tell him to close his eyes. That he does. With a light touch, you sweep the brush over his lid, applying just a smidge of colour before diving back into the palette for a shade of blue

You weren't a curious person, but rather a bored one with nothing better to do. Sure, it wasn't the wisest move in the world, and it was a little strange to search up a client on Google while he was still on set. You felt strange even thinking about looking him up. Mh.

Well, you were just a bored girl at work–isn't it what everyone in your situation would do? Maybe instead of googling, you could ask Lia about him–she seemed to be a fan

Talking about her-

With a smile and a tool bag in hand, she approaches the 3 or 5 of you–if you include the bulky bodyguards a few feet away from you.

"Hello," she says, lightly bowing as she introduces herself as his hairstylist for the day–you're too deep in concentration and thought on his makeup and about what you'll be having for lunch later to even listen properly

However, from what you can discern, he happens to be a lot friendlier to her than he was to you. That joke was a tragedy

You frown, which Jungkook notices as he glances at you while you apply a small amount of liptint on his lips

As you apply it with a small brush, you observe the way he purses his lips a little. This was certainly not new to him. However, the fact that he knew what to do with each makeup step and that you didn't have to tell him was reassuring

Even well known models and artists who deal with makeup on a regular basis don't always know when to do what

Stop praising him for the bare minimum y/n

"Shoot starts in 15," the set director says over the loudspeaker, pacing around the set as if he owned it–which, technically, he did. You hum to yourself and casually nod. You were nearly finished with his makeup–or lack thereof; Jungkook didn't require much retouching to his already flawless face

Again, stop praising him

Lia didn't have as much work to do either, as the theme of tpday's shoot required her to leave his hair a little messy–rebellious. So, after combing it and drowning it with hairspray while running her hand over his hair, she was finished

"All right, Jungkook, follow me," Sana, one of the stylists in charge of his clothing–aside from him, of course, as he was also the creative director for today's shoot–brings him to his wardrobe.

Sana was...mh...a couple years older than you. You weren't sure by how much, but it had to be three or four years. She must have been in her mid-late twenties while you were 22. You didn't talk much to her–she showed you around on your first day at work, but that was about it

She was, as you could think, pleasant. Her hair was blonde, but not like Lias'. While her hair was a yellowish blonde, Sana's was almost white. She had a nice smile, which she had probably perfected over the years to show clients as she nodded mindlessly while they talked

Her style was unlike anything you'd ever seen before–the flared pants she wore today complemented the yellow shirt she wore flawlessly. Its like she took on a new persona everyday. One day she looked like your nice neighbour girl, the other like someone out of a 80s movie–her job definitely fit her.

You liked her jewellery; the gold bands on her wrist caught your eye as soon as you stepped into the set this morning.

You watch Jungkook get up from the seat in front of you, check himself up in the mirror, then adjust his shirt and walk away with her. You let out a breath you hadn't realised you'd been holding, locking eyes with Lia in a knowing way. You both laugh

"You think hell hold a grudge?" You teasingly ask, crossing your arms and leaning back against the makeup counter, chewing on your lip, one brow raised

"No way," Lia laughs, "don't even think he'll remember us when he comes back tomorrow."

You give a nod.

Right. The shoot was meant to last a week, so you'll probably have to deal with him again tomorrow. Oh crap

-

"Look directly into the camera." Jake, another work friend of yours, says barely above a whisper, talking to Jungkook who is basically doing whatever he wants. The photos turn out beautiful, but modelling involves working together rather than doing whatever you want

You bite your lower lip, keeping a close eye on them

Jake has been working here for quite some time now, was it 2? Or three years? You can't remember, hed just briefly mentioned it. From what you've seen in the week you've been here, he was good at his job–the photos he shot were unique and difficult to replicate. He had a distinct styls, and you could see him rise to the top in the industry over time. Who knows? Maybe one day you'll be able to say you worked with the Jake Abrahams.

Somehow, there seems to be tension between him and Jungkook though

You shake your head. Youre just seeing things y/n. The lack of sleep you got tonight made you huffy and irritated

"Hold that pose." Jake pokes his tongue out lightly in concentration while he snaps some more pictures, Jungkook's intense gaze switching between the camera and...you? Why's he looking at you? But just as quickly as he focuses on you, he's back to the camera

That was weird

As you watch the shoot, you fumble with the hem of your shirt. It had been about 20 minutes since it started, and Jungkook was doing an excellent job. Maybe not at cooperating with the photographer but he knew how to operate the camera, making the cameraman's job nearly too easy. You watch as he bites his lower lip, turns around, and runs his hand through his hair. He was born to do this.

You may not like him, but you had to give credit where credit is due

"Let's take a short break to look at the pictures and then try a different angle and the next outfit" Mr. Hardis claps his hands together making Jake place down his camera with an irritated frown before stepping over to the monitor and scrolling through the images.

Jungkook relaxes and cracks his neck before following suit, his steps long and dangerous as if he was walking a catwalk. He knew all eyes were on him, and he seemed to like the attention

Ugh, celebrities and ther egos

You take a second to look besides you at Lia, whos just oggling over the guy. You hold back a laugh

"I think we need to touch up his makeup a little," Jake says as he glances at the images, zooming closer to his face and already colour correcting some of them. He makes sure the lightings good, and everything is perfectly centered

His face turns back at you. Giving you an apologetic smile

You nod understanding and head over, taking a couple brushes and concealer with you

Jungkook looks up at you once, then back down at the monitor, frowning a little. Someones not happy

You roll your eyes, sighing under your breath. Maybe if he listened to what Jake had to say-

Jungkook doesn't move much, only stepping back from the monitor to allow you to sneak in front of him and adjust his makeup while he continues to analyse the images without even looking at you

"I think these two are the ones," Jake says as he shows the two photos he's referring to. Mr. Hardis nods, his horrible fake smile returning to Jungkook to see what he thinks

You frown as you fight the urge to roll your eyes again at the fakeness of it all

Once more Jungkook doesnt fail to notice

He only hums, clenching his jaw as he stares down at you, your eyes locking. You gulp

What did he want?

"What do you think?" he asks you.That asshole. What was he up to?

"Uhm...me?" Your eyes widen as you look between him and a equality as confused looking Mr Hardis. His brows shoot high in surprise as he clears his throat but decides not to say anything

"Yeah, youre part of the shoot." Jungkook grins and crosses his arms, muscles bulking out, tattoos begging to be admired by you. And as much as you want to- you dont. "What do you-" he tilts his head "-think?" he asks

Oh, someone please hold your hand back because you were about to lose your job by wiping that smug grin off his face.

You turn your head to the monitor, eyes scanning over the two pictures displayed. He looked flawless without any editing, and the pictures looked perfect, taking a step back and briefly looking over at Jake, who was suppressing a chuckle, his arms crossed over his platted shirt, you smile "Mh" you hum seeing Mr. Hardis' jaw clench from your peripheral view "i dont know..." you look back at Jungkook, whose eyes pierce into yours. "They look a little...emotionless," you shrug, "that's just my opinion though, you're the model," you smile. But you're both aware that it's not genuine.

"I see" Jungkook hums, pretending to take your opinion to heart as he looks next to you at Mr. Hardis "i was thinking the same"

Hah!- wait, what now?

What does he mean by "i was thinking he same"?! He wasnt supposed to agree!

Mr. Hardis looks at Jake for a split second before clearing his throat and glaring at his ugly and way too expensive watch. "Well, technically, we could shoot this part a bit longer" he starts "right Jake?" He grits through his teeth

"Sure," Jake shrugs, picking up his camera and fiddling with the settings while Mr Hardis takes a cigarette break before returning to the set as everyone else prepares

This leaves you and Jungkook alone at the monitor. Theres an awkward silence for a second before you look down at your–definetly, ready to throw away–shoes. Sighing you speak up "Listen, I'm sorry for basically calling you stupid earlier, I didn't mean it," you admit, glancing up only to see him walk away from you, as if he hadn't heard anything. Oh, but you know he had. You scowl, "actually, now that I think about it, I take everything back" you murmur under your breath, "asshole"

-

"No way"

"Way," you mutter, munching on the ramen you bought right after leaving work. The 7/11 trip you made every night after work to get dinner was a small dose of enjoyment.

You're sitting on the small seat by your window, the view allowing you a small glimpse of the entire nightlife of your normally quiet suburb. "He was-" you grunt as you take another bite, "-such an ass" you continue, your mouth still full. "Cant believe its always the assholes that get famous" you add

"Well you did call him stupid-" Hoseok, your best friend of seven years, answers on the other side of the phone while eating his own food. Hobi was your little ray of sunshine, not that you needed it–you weren't a grumpy person in general, though you could be just now. Unfortunately, he didn't live anywhere near you, his home being in your hometown back in NYC, so seeing each other was difficult–thankfully, phones existed

"I did," you nod along with him, "but not in a bad way!" you take a sip of your soda. "I was obviously joking!" You shake your head, "ugh no-" you fling your head back, "I hate him"

"And when i tried to apologise to him, you know what he did?" You roll your eyes poking the inside of your cheek "he just walked away!"

"No way!"

"Way!" You thow your hands up in defeat

"Anyway," Hobi says over the phone, pausing for a second, "but he's hot, right?" He asks just to make sure youre talking about the same Jeon Jungkook

"He's a big celeb back in Korea, more than in the US," he says, adding, "my cousin almost lost it when I told her you'll be working with him-"

"You know that was confidential information I told you, right?" you ask through your phone, laughing but trying to stay serious. "No ones supposed to know about the shoot until it is released," you remind him, but he simply brushes you off, waving his hand "yeah yeah, anyway, what am trying to say is" he wiggles his brows "you need money, and he has plenty of it-."

There is a brief moment of silence before you respond. "You want me to rob him...?-"

"What? No!" He interrupts you with a chuckle, shaking his head, "goddammit y/n, you're hot, hes hot..." He attempts to persuade you to connect the dots, but when you don't, he simply sighs and shakes his head, "you should try to get close to him!" Finally, he explains.

Your eyes grow wide, and you make a disgusted face, dropping your chopsticks "ew! No!"

- 2nd Shoot Day -

"What do you mean Sana is sick?" Mr. Hardis scowls on the phone as he steps outside the shooting location, cigarette in hand, brow furrowed, shaking his head in disbelief. The time was 9:15 am, and the shoot was set to begin in 45 minutes, with Jungkook arriving in 15. However, without the head stylist on hand to supervise the clothes and styling, things might get...complicated, delaying the entire shoot by hours, if not days

Who would alter his outfit, which might be too large or small for him? Who would mend, cut, or sew things together? You were doomed in the absence of Sana. It was as easy as that

If you were sick? No problem, they have a replacement. If Lia got sick, there was a replacement. But, no Sana meant-, oh no...

"Whats all the commotion?" Jake asks as he walks over to you, drying his hands from helping staff clean up the set from yesterday, "whys Mr. Ass-kisser look like he got fired and divorsed at the same time?" He adds laughing

You chuckle as you take the towel from him and place it in the dirty clothes basket next to you. "Apparently Sanas sick," you can't help but bite your lip and rub your hands together nervously. The fact that this was one of your first significant shoots didn't help matters–why couldn't this have happened a few months from now, when you'd learnt how to deal with stress like this? Why now?

"Oh shit," Jake says, rubbing a hand over his, you asumed freshly shaved, beard, "what now?" He asks, as if you knew any better

You look around the place, its only now that you notice everyone getting more nervous by the minute

"I really don't know," you cross your arms over your light blue oversized hoodie–a limited edition CK one that lia sneaked out for you from the back–frowning as you now both watched Mr. Hardis run circles on set. You side eye Jake and he does the same, making the two of you break out in laughter

The situation wasnt funny, but the way youd never seen Mr. Hardis this nervous was sort of amusing

"Okay," you giggle, gazing down at your phone before switching it off again. "I need to start preparing for makeup," you tell Jake, lightly touching his arm as you turn to face him. "His Majesty's about to arrive," you joke before leaving

"Dont forget to kiss his feet when he arrives!" Jake calls after you, and all you do is raise your thumb saying, "Will do!"

- 9 am, 2nd shoot day JUNGKOOK -

A knock on his hotel room door wipes Jungkook out of his daydream as he now stares at himself in the mirror. Hed just taken a shower, the mirror still lightly foggy as the reflexion revealed him

Jungkook hasnt felt like himself in years

No matter how hard he tries

No matter how hard he works on his body

He looks great, no doubt

But when he looks at his reflection, he doesnt see himself

Sure he sees his body, the way his abs ripple without him trying, the towel losely hanging around his waist threatening to fall off by any small movement. His necklace, the angelwing charm hanging from it, the memories that stick to it...its all too much.

But he doesnt see himself–just a version of him that carries him through his day

With a shake of his head he runs a hand through his dripping wet hair. "Jungkook, we leave in 15" his assistant speaks from outside the door, making him nod even if she couldnt hear. She leaves soon after, knowing well hed heard

His clothing was chosen for him the night before by a stylist his assistant took care of hiring for his stay in LA

A light blue flowy jacket and a white tank top. Looking down, he finds a pair of baggy jeans and Converse. Enough to make it to the shoot.

His gaze returns to the necklace from earlier, which is now neatly laying on his nightsand. Jungkooks eyes dart away, only to return a split second later. He nibbles on the bottom of his lip before tossing his head back and poking the inside of his cheek. "Goddammit," he exclaims before walking up and looking down at the jewellery in his hand

"Fuck," he mumbles, his hand forming a fist and clenching it tightly. "Damnit," he hisses as he throws his head back, frowning and tossing the necklace somewhere in the room

He turns away, about to leave, when he comes to a halt and glances back. Shaking his head, he walks over and picks it up again, this time placing it in his back pocket

-

"I need a coffee, let's stop somewhere," Jungkook says 5 minutes into the journey to the shooting location, his gaze never leaving his phone as he texts Namjoon and Yoongi

The black van is empty, with just his two managers sitting opposite him, arranging today's schedule before sending it to his assistant, who had arrived at the set after being told a staff member's sick.

Being Jungkook's assistant meant not just dealing with his fuck ups, but also dealing with those of others around him. He'd had five in the previous four years, and this one was holding up rather well

Yet he tried not to get too attached. Not that he had to try hard anyway

"We can do that," one of them says, before telling the driver, who makes a fast right turn

Groupchat: 🐰🐨🐱

Joon: hows LA Man

Today 9:20 am

Joon: paparazzi followed you till your hotel yet?

Today 9:20 am

Jungkook rolls his eyes at his friends sarcastic messages

Jungkook: fuck off man

Today 9:21 am

Jungkook: you know my parents pay them enough to stay off my back when im off duty

Today 9:21 am

Namjoon: yet you still think youre not spoiled

Today 9:22 am

Namjoon: money cant buy happiness kookie

Today 9:22 am

Jungkook: dont call me that

Today 9:23 am

Jungkook: yes it can

Today 9:23 am

Namjoon: well, im happy and and I've never once regretted not taking on my dads company and marrying Jini instead

Today 9:24 am

Jungkook: so you tell me every single time we talk about this

Today 9:24 am

Namjoon: cause its true! Being rich is great, i believe that, but love man?

Today 9:25 am

Jungkook: im gonna stop you right there

Today 9:25 am

Namjoon: yet youre still carrying that damn charm with you right now, arent you?

Today 9:26 am

When Jungkook doesnt answer, Namjoon types again

Namjoon: exactly

Today 9:26 am

Yoongi: cant yall text in fucking private

Today 9:27 am

Yoongi: im trying to sleep

Today 9:27 am

Jungkook: isnt it like 5pm over there?

Today 9:28 am

Joon: yeah.

Today 9:28 am

Yoongi: yeah

Today 9:30 am

For a moment, no one texts, so Jungkook turns his phone off to look outside the black tinted window. Too many thoughts running around in his pretty head

Yoongi: Also, Jungkook, get over her already, she broke your heart 7 years ago. Time to move on

Today 9:35 am

- Flashback–7 years ago–JUNGKOOK -

"I got it for you," he says, tilting his head to gaze at Mina, who only raises her brow at him

"A charm...?" She asks, a little surprised, as she fiddles with the gift in her hand

Jungkook's grin fades slightly, "I mean yeah? So you can think of me when you miss me," he says, burying his face in her neck, smile returning "you know I'll be gone for 2 months baby."

"I know," she says, rolling her eyes as she looks down at the angelwing pendant, "but this? It's not necessary. If I miss you, I can call you," she laughs

"You can," he shrugs, drawing her in closer, tugging a stray blonde hair strand out her face "or you can be a little romantic and look at it when you miss me."

- End of Flashback -

Jungkook's arrival at the venue is anything but quiet and on the low, as cameras swarm his car before he can even get out. He curses the people who continually reveal his location to the paparazzi, making his day even more difficult

"Jk, over here!"

"Who are you wearing?"

"Do you care about anything besides fame and money? What do you aspire to be?"

"What do you think about your supposed fans leaking private videos of yourself?"

"Was your 2018 public breakup a PR stunt?" Tell us!"

After his security men clear the path, he puts on his black facemask and steps out of the van. It is short. Only a 20-foot walk till he was safely inside the set location

He sighs, his gaze meeting that of the countless cameramen vying for his attention. Big cameras covering most ofbtheir faces–at least they got a good quality shot of him

He refuses to back down as he maintains eye contact, clearly annoyed by the invasion of his privacy. "Come on this way," one of his bodyguards guides him inside, and once the door closes behind them, he lets out a sigh of relief, looking back up as he removes his mask–tattooed hand on full display. Anyone who didnt recognise him before, did now.

That famous ink covered hand

He made quite a stir when he reappeared after a year of disappearance from the public eye. They used to know him as an 18 year old who had just graduated from high school. But when he returned, he looked drastically different, with tattoos and piercings all over. He was definitely not the same person they thought they knew oh so well

And maybe that was for the better

What he doesn't expect is to make eye contact with you, who happens to be looking up from the loud noise he caused, once he lifts his head

Did you do your makeup differently today? He didn't remember you looking this dolled up yestedsay

You did, in fact, apply more makeup today. Only to appear presentable, and totally not because Hobi kept you up all night convincing you that you would look more professional if you, as the makeup artist, actually wore make up. Who would have guessed?

But you can't help but think hobi had ulterior motives...like attempting to get you and Jungkook to click

That would never happen, of course, because he is a celebrity with millions upon millions of fans. And you were, well, you. That wasn't a negative thing–you enjoyed yourself the way you were and would never want to be the one in the spotlight

But you couldn't deny that there was a difference between you and Jungkook

Not that you thought about him and you together while taking a nice selfcare bath yesterday. You totally didnt!

Fine, maybe you thought about it a little, but not for more than 5 minutes anyway...

Ugh, who could blame you? The man was smoking hot! But that didnt chance the fact that he was a total dick

So as you keep staring at him, not wanting to be the first to give up, Lia suddenly taps you on the shoulder, and you're compelled to.

"Uhm," she starts, biting her lower lip, making you anxious as you shift your whole focus to her.

Somethings up

Her blonde hair was longer than yesterday, you did remember her telling you she was getting extensions. They looked good. Her smile was usually contagious, but this time it looked...nervous–terrified

"Listen, don't be mad at me because I wasn't the one who suggested this, but-" she begins rambling, making you place your hands down on both her hsoulders

"calm down," you interrupt, a chuckle escaping your mouth, "what's wrong Lia?"

"They want you to replace Sana..." Lia exhales deeply. "For the whole rest of the week"

Your eyes widen in surprise as Lia's words hang in the air.

What...?

You stammer, unable to find the appropriate words...unable to think straight "wha-" you open your lps to speak, only to let out a little laugh. "You-"

"haha! You're messing with me!" You softly hit her delicate shoulder, shaking your head, some strands of hair falling out your bun "really lia you had me there for a second i really though-" you pause to laugh again, clutching your stomach, your manicured finger nails digging into the soft fabric of your hoodie "-i really thought you were for real for a second there" you laugh, scrunching up your nose, waiting for her to laugh as well. Clear up the joke and laugh with you.

But when she doesn't, her face staying serious, maybe even more nervous, your smile fades. "Youre fucking with me...right?" You repeat more, solemnly just for the purpose of giving her a last chance "Right?!" Panic starts to creep in.

Oh no

Oh no no no

You weren't about to jump in for Sana as the head stylist for one of your company's most critical shoots of the year.

This felt like your worst nightmare, you were dreaming right? That would make sense! You were dreaming! You were-

"Y/n" Lias voice brings you back to reality

Your gaze is drawn away from hers as she rests a reassuring hand on your shoulder, as if to say, 'you'll be OK,' but you aren't. And you werent going to be

"Listen, Sana is not stupid, you know how she loves to be prepared, I'm sure there's a sort of notebook in Jungkook's changing room with notes on the outfits for today," Lia tries to be as helpful as she can in order to calm you down. Qnd as you breathe and nod, she does a little

You were a confident person–you usually were! But having to be in charge of a whole shoot just might have sounded like your worst nightmare

"Oh my god," you say, your voice barely audible, filled with a mix of shock and horror. Your heart races as you try to find the words to explain the overwhelming feeling that has taken hold of you. Once again. It was like a cycle

"What?" Lia asks, her voice filled with concern, as if it weren't evident from your expression, and the current situation.

You take a deep breath, feeling your stomach turn with unease. "I think I'm going to throw up-" you manage to utter, your voice trembling. In a desperate attempt to shield Lia from whatever catastrophe may be about to come out your mouth, you quickly turn around, but in your motion, you face plant with something solid. Or, more precisely, someone.

"Are we ready for the shoot?"

Oh shit. What were the consequences of simply running out the venue now? Because, to be frank, you'd love to sink into the ground right this instant–once again

-

Opening your eyes, you're met with complete darkness. That's it. You've died. Your body couldn't handle it and gave up on you.

Dying of nervousness was not the way you imagined your life to end but-

However, as the person standing in front of you takes a step back, you finally get a chance to look up. Of course its other than Jeon Jungkook. "I asked if we're ready to start," he asks again, clearly annoyed, as he pokes the inside of his cheek–his piercings even more noticeable that way. Ah, stop it. Stop staring at him, y/n. You need to focus on the task at hand.

"W-were," you stammer, glancing at Lia, who merely nods frantically, her glasses almost falling off her face

"We- we have to wait for sana" you say looking back at lia, her brows raising as she shakes her head immediately. "I cant do this" you whisper

Sighing lia places her hand on your shoulder as she addresses Jungkook, whos already more than annoyed as he crosses his arms

"How about you get dressed first, and we do your makeup lastly?" she proposes clapping her hands together as she looks between the two of you. Jungkook merely nods "whatever" as he checks his phone. They needed to find another makeup artist right away, which wasn't difficult given that Lia had previously majored in it. Thank goodness for Lia. And thank God for Jake, who comes over and hands you a bottle of water as she leaves

You mouth a quick thank you, opening the bottle, smiling at him. Your hands are slightly trembling, which Jungkook notices. In fact, he never fails to notice any minor annoyance or perk you have. He takes note of every facial expression, every sigh, and murmur. It's as if he can tell and sense how you feel from a mile away. He doesn't know why–maybe its the fact that you called him an idiot that still bothers him, so you're all he can think about from the moment he arrives on set until he leaves. That makes perfect sense. Without a doubt. For. Sure.

Jungkook's gaze darts between you two, becoming darker by the second. You should be guiding him to the dressing room and assisting him by now. Not chatting with some wannabe photographer who couldnt get his angles righg

"I don't have all day," Jungkook says again, almost getting between you two, "let's go"

You stare at his back as he walks away, then at Jake, who sighs shaking his head "good luck" and grins sympathetically

"Thank you," you bite your bottom lip, nodding, "I'll need it."

-

You were about to give up only a few minutes ago, but now you merely shrug, swallowing those emotions–your pride and holding back those tears as you make your way behind Jungkook to his dressing room

He obviously got the big one, the one with the bright lights on the mirror and the luxury leather couch inside. Sometimes, you wish you could just fall asleep on it cause it looked quite cosy–it even had a heating option. Heaven

The room was designed for celebrities like him, not nameless models whose sole purpose was to showcase a new collection. No. This was Jeon Jungkook, and at the end of the day, no one cared about the damn clothes.

"Have you ever been in here?" He asks cynically, not really caring if you were or weren't, but his sigh at the end of the sentence told you everything you needed to know-he was irritated.

You tried not to care because at the end of the day you were only the stylist for the time being. And the remainder of the week. "I have," you simply respond after taking a deep breath and glancing around for some form of direction.

You thank the heavens when you spot Sana's all-too-familiar note book, opening it in relief. "Well," you nod, keeping two pages open and placing it on the dresser. "Shall we start?" You put on a fake smile as your gaze meets his. Yet falls when you catch him on his phone, as uninterested as ever.

You clear your throat again. "Shall we start-"

"I got it the first time, no need to catch an attitude." he adds as he throws his phone on the previously mentioned couch, where it bounces once and lands at the edge–almost falling. And while you might have been concerned that it would break, Jungkook couldn't care less.

Of course not, he could easily afford ten of them. One of the benefits of having an insane amount of money was being able to buy things without worrying about them leaving a denk in your bank account

Lucky fucker

You couldn't even imagine what it would be like to have even half of what he has. It would be nice. To be able to afford a flat in a better neighbourhood than your current one. But then again, youd would miss the nightly convenience store runs.

Your attention returns to him from the couch after you roll your eyes. What you don't expect is Jungkook to stand in front of the mirror–shirtless. "Well?"

Your gaze instinctively moves to his chest, taking in the sight of the chains covering his neck and the incredibly well defined muscles. When you move your eyes down, you can't help but notice his insanely perfect sculpted abs. You never meant to ogle, but there's no denying that this man has a very close built of a what youd imagine a greek god to look like. In fact, you find yourself easily believing he is one.

"Right," you mumble as you look behind him, your sight fixed on the heap of clothes. Your gaze is drawn to the black leather jacket that Sana had neatly sketched in her notebook. Bingo.

You stride towards it with confident steps, picking it from the pile and handing it to him without saying anything. "Now, let's see about what to wear underneath," you say, your fingers running over the large rack of clothes. "What are you thinking?" A bunch of colourful pieces attract your attention, but it makes no difference what you choose

Prioritising the client's desires was one of the first lessons you learned during fashion school. Your option is second, if not third.

You don't hesitate to hand him the leather slacks he's supposed to wear when you find them a little farther down the rack. You weren't a big fan of leather, on yourself or anyone else. So it's a good thing he wore those today. In some way, it might make you gag rather than attracted...right?

Maybe gag is a strong word

Moving on

Even if you looked unbothered or nonchalant, you were still nervous. There was a burning fire deep within the depts of your mind. If someone could look into your mind right now, it would seem like a scene from a horror movie, with people frantically racing about, yelling, and screaming

It's amusing that you look so cool on the surface, yet in realith, you were on the edge of crumbling at the smallest inconvenience. For example, the sheer thought of Jungkook dropping his pants would have been enough to drive you into a coma-

Wait

As you stare at him, your eyes widen. Stay calm. Keep cool. Maintain your professionalism.

Live, laugh, love

This is normal–how else would he be able to put on the pants youd just given him?

Jungkook chuckles. When he notices your humiliated face looking away, he fucking laughs.

However he decides not to tease you just yet. As he looks in the full length mirror, he admires his nearly finished outfit. "I'm supposed to wear boots with this," he says in a casual tone, not mocking you. Thank God.

"Right," you respond as you swallow and walk to the small cupboard where he placed his old clothes, stooping down to look for his boots before handing them to him. But before you can do any of that, your sight is drawn to the smalles flicker in the corner beneath it, and you frown. You slyly grab it–it probably belonged to Sana or someone else who left it here

The boots are chuncky and black and have some silver elements to it. Yup, definitely something hed wear–given that hed be a walking rockstar if he were to have chosen the muisc route

Jungkook adjusts his jacket in front of the mirror once he gets up–now looking a little taller than before. He nods once, sighing as he clicks his tongue and looks at you through the mirror–your gazes dont meet immediately as he catches you looking down at your hand. Your hair effortlessly falls into your face, covering most of it, but he can still catch the way your lips purse

Your gaze is drawn down to the little charm you just picked up. Small but significant–at least, that's what you'd like to believe. It was a pair of wings. They couldn't be a birds–they were too big, but they could be angels. That sounded a lot better. Angelwings.

You'd leave it in the lost and found before you left work today, whoever lost it must be looking for it.

For a little while, you consider...No. It couldn't have been his. It was completely unlike him.

Then again, you shouldn't be acting like you knew him

With a shrug of your shoulders you place it in your back pocket before looking up

You give a genuine smile this time. "I was thinking for your shirt we could-" you begin, looking around the room for the top that caught your eye earlier, but Jungkook interrupts

"I'm not wearing a shirt."

"Uhm," you turn to him, bewildered, fiddling with your fingers, "youre not?" You ask almost whispering, and this was the perfect time to slap your forehead.

What did this man do for you to suddenly be so quiet?

Blame it on the stress

You expect him to make fun of you, but all he does is shake his head. "This is good," he adds again as he adjusts his hair–black locks already looking perfect, there was simply no need to style it. But of course they would have to anyway "this is exactly what I hoped for."

got scammed on twt for $300 for torontos eras tour @taylorswift concert 😭😭 really crying cuz I can’t go and got scammed omll

JUNGKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS(4)๑‿︵‿୨

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✿ When She Loved Me | CEO!JK X Reader | One-Shot | @jungkookstatts

✿ Sleepaway | Yandere!JK X Reader | Series | @flowesona

✿ Mine | Jungkook x Demon! Female Reader | One-shot | @playmetheclassics

✿ Your eyes tell | Yandere!JK X Reader | Twins AU | @angellgguk

✿ Noir | Daddy!JK x Little!Reader | @bonny-kookoo

✿ Love Is a Game: For Political Enemies | JK X Reader | @lleldey

✿ petals with luv | Emporer!Jungkook x PalaceWoman!Reader | Hanahaki AU | @hisunshiine

✿ a lover’s bond | jungkook x female reader | greek mythology! AU | @latetaektalk

✿ love in the dark | Ceo!JK X Reader | One-Shot | @spideyjimin

✿ Like I’m Famous | Idol!JK X Reader | One-Shot | long distance au | @softyoongiionly

✿ I’ll Be Home for Christmas | Pilot Jungkook x female OC | One-Shot | @bluewhale52

✿ Falling | jungkook x female reader | Soulmate AU | @starshapedkookie

✿ Pick Your Fighter | gamer!jk X gamer!reader | @jikookiekosmos

✿ angels like you | Jungkook X Reader | S2L | One-Shot | @aquagustd

✿ Killing me softly with his touch | JK X Reader | One-Shot | @borathae

✿ Bad Man | Badboy!JK X Reader | @bonny-kookoo

✿ The Monster in the Dark | yandere!sleep paralysisdemon!jjk X fem!Reader | One-Shot | @themochiverse

✿ S O U L M A T E S | Crackhead!Jk X Reader | Series | @smaubts

✿ bad romance | badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader | One-Shot | @noteguk

✿ No Guardian Angel | The Crow!Jungkook X Reader | @jiminstonic

✿ Love Letters | Prince!Jungkook × Maid!Reader | @bonny-kookoo

✿ LESSON I | YandereTeacher!jungkook x bully student fem!reader | Three-Shot | @redsaurrce

✿ RED | demon!jk x fem!reader | Series | @armpirate

✿ Follow the White Rabbit | idol! jungkook x idol! reader | @youthguk

✿ Ｎｕｍｂ ｔｏ Ｔｈｅ Ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ | Dark! Shitty! Yandere! Jeon Jungkook x Fem!Reader | One-Shot | @pynkgothicka

✿ Delivery Date | pizzadeliveryboy!jungkook x reader | One-Shot | @dntaewithluv

✿ Who is in control? | jk x reader | Drabble AU | @ctrlsht

✿ sweetest apparition | nerd!jungkook x popular!female reader | @jeonfiles

✿ m y s t r a n g e a d d i c t i o n | professor!jk X student!Reader | One-Shot | @joonberriess

✿ to err is to love | dilf!jk /ex husband!jk / ceo!jk x afab reader | Series | @jungkookschin

✿ polarity | BestFriendBF!JK X Reader | Series | @darkestcorners

✿ KILL TO KISS YOU | Yandere!Jungkook x Prostitute!Reader | One-Shot | @chummywchimmy

✿ Ode To The Nature Of Romance | Jungkook x Reader | @yeoldontknow

✿ Cabin in The Woods | Werewolf!Jungkook x Human!Reader | One-Shot | @girl8890

✿ Nothing was gonna stop me | Jeon Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot | @wildestdreamsblog

✿ Teacher’s Pet | professor/dilf!jungkook x student!reader | Series | @axigailxo

✿ prima nocta | king!jungkook, virgin!reader | royalty au | One-Shot | @yoon2k

✿ End of Time | Jungkook x Reader | Series | @deepdarkdelights

✿ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 | Yandere!JK X Reader | @euphoricfilter

✿ Paint | painter!jungkookxassistant!reader | @hongjoongscafe

✿ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 & 𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒔 | environmentalist! jungkook x college student! reader | @miraclesatnightfall

✿ The Broken Vow | Husband!JK X Reader | One-Shot | @lleldey

✿ Euphoria | bad boy jungkook x librarian yn | @btsydtrash

✿ White Pearl | CEO Sugar daddy Jungkook x stripper sugar baby reader | @lovelyspring7

✿ just a little bit of your heart | JK X Reader | @chemicalpink

✿ imminent danger | jungkook x reader | @whatifyoulivelikethat

✿ Knockout | boxer!dad!jungkook x pregnant!reader | Drabble | @jvngkook97

✿ Please Love Me! | Frat President Jungkook x Succubus Reader | @icedmatchatae

✿ The Boyfriend Experience | Escort!Jungkook x Fem!Reader | @shina913

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Butterfly Effect: part 2 || Jeon Jungkook x fem Reader

♡ Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x fem reader

♡ Word count: 10.5k

♡ Genre: Angst (m), different timelines travel, smut.

♡ summary:

There is Yn who thought that she had her shit together until there’s a dead body in her boyfriend’s basement.

Everything crumbled in a second, but wait…ummm Why she is back when she met Jungkook a year before this happened? Is time travel a real thing?

Oh so we are changing strategies now: let’s be a total b.i.t.c.h, that way Jungkook the serial killer would be as far as possible from yn, right?

Or maybe is this her chance to save the victim before Jungkook can commit that terrible crime?

Yn did not expect to drag herself into the infinite possible timelines that the fabric of the universe has, in between her adventure she might change more lives than her own.

♡ TW: homophobia, violence, mature contents.

♡ part 1 here

♡ a/n: i'm working on part 3, for now i hope you like this 💜

You were throwed back and forth, your consciousness fighting to recover. And as soon as you could make up what was happening, you realized that you were revisiting your memory.

Everything seemed, smelled, felt so real that you couldn’t doubt your senses.

Suddenly you were 8 years old again in that park. Jungkook shaking hand holding tight to yours.

The summer breeze blowing your hair, the squeals of the children just like the last time.

But now Yn is fully aware what is going on, she is here to mend that fatal mistake.

She turns around desperately looking for Jungkook’s mom hiding site, she spots her a few seconds later.

Then with her other hand she takes her mother’s hand and runs as fast as her feet allow her.

Taking both her mom and Jungkook’s by surprise. The woman doesn’t scape she is shedding a few tears but doesn’t panic when you arrive right Infront of her. You took Jungkook and with the little strength that you had you push him towards her. The woman holds to Jungkook immediately and he does the same.

She and your mom exchange a few words while you look at Jungkook, he still looks frightened but at the same time he seems thankful.

Before you go you wave goodbye at him and he does the same, then his mother picked him up and disappear at a fast pace.

Then

An incredibly hard force pulled you again.

You had no control. No say.

Your consciousness wondered feeling the most absolute energy flow.

You were sulking again in another new reality and the welcoming was quite intense.

You were laying on your back feeling all sorts of pleasuring sensations. Your body going back and forth. Your hips moving in motions.

From your mouth grasping moans that echoed the entire room.

A very muscular body on top of yours, affirming his power.

The force of his motion was ruthless, going so deep and intense that made you loose your breath and it was difficult to focus more than the instinctive pleasure that you were feeling at that instant.

Then you came to realize in the middle of the enjoyable confusion that you were fucking.

You could not stop yourself, going crazy at the sensual skills of the man on top of you.

His hand grabbed the back of your head and pull you closer to him for a kiss. Both your hot sticky tongues exploring and twisting inside your mouths. You moaned louder.

Opening your eyes slightly you detailed this man’s face.

His hair dark and long, his features in this focused expression, his pierced lips slightly opened. Soon enough you recognized Jungkook’s face.

You could not think much of it, you could not think at all.

“You are so fucking close, are you?” he exclaimed breathing heavily. “You are so tight around my cock”

You could not respond, instead you closed your eyes tightly when you felt that sharp wave of pleasure in your lower stomach.

“You are good for me, huh?” he asked you closing his eyes “mmm” he mumbled.

Soon enough both of you accelerated the pace seeking the last drop of extasy that came harder that you expected.

The sweat was wetting your bodies and made them sticky, you both tiredly lied beside each other breathing loudly trying to calm down.

Jungkook pulled her body closer him and kissed her elbow.

“Mmm baby girl, did I told you that I love you already?” he said to you with a sweet smile.

“I love you, too” you responded, what else could you say? That was the natural response after making love with your lover.

You looked at him and you had to resist the urge to drop your jaw.

Yes it was Jungkook, just that is a very different Jungkook.

His body is full of tattoos and more bulked up. His face had piercings and his hair was a little longer.

You were on his room, in his house, sharing his bed with this completely new version of him.

What the fuck is going on?

The notification alert made you come back from your mind. It was coming from, you assumed your phone, since Jungkook did not picked it up and seemed a little annoyed.

You reach for the device but Jungkook stopped you.

“Honey you can stay tonight” Jungkook said softly.

“Huh?”

“My mom is visiting my grandma so you can stay here tonight” he added looking at you with his big dark eyes.

“Umm…” before you could reply another notification ringed, you gave him an apologetic look before grabbing your phone and clicking the message.

Hajoon: Hey you probably are with that thug which is lame

Hajoon: but let’s have some drinks

Hajoon: andddd you can’t refuse this time

Hajoon: you owe me one, remember?

You were friends with Hajoon? The last time you saw her she was slapping the shit out of you.

You suddenly came again to your senses and felt incredibly disoriented.

It has happened again.

In what fucking quantic loop have you fallen into?

What kind of simulation are you participating?

But more immediate answers would be in handy, like for example: why does Jungkook look like a completely different person?

If Hajoon was your friend, she surely knows what’s up with your life, you needed info.

There’s also the fact that you just had sex with Jungkook, very hard and raw type of sex.

One intense experience after another in the polar opposites kind of way made your head spin with all the mixed emotions.

Space that’s what you needed right now to figure all this shit out.

You texted Hajoon a quick reply.

Turning back to Jungkook, he hasn’t stopped staring at you.

“I’m sorry, I got plans” you said to him putting some strands of his hair behind his ear, then he took your hand and places a kiss on it.

“Tell them that you are not going” Jungkook instructed.

“Can’t do that, I promised” you said with pleading eyes, he seems annoyed at your response.

“Yn…”

“I’m sorry, but I got to go now” you stoop up quickly, the weakness of your legs made you almost to sit down in the bed, Jungkook smiled.

“I fucked you real good that you can’t even stand up” he stated proudly, you didn’t responded while you stoop up again looking for your clothes and hurrying up to the bathroom to get yourself ready.

You arrived to the bar, looking for Hajoon among the people there. She look vastly different but her face remained the same, when you approached her you notice that she wasn’t alone, another girl was sitting next to her. You wondered if you supposed to know each other or she is just Hajoon’s friend. The girl had her eyes on you since you arrived.

“Hi” you said to both girls before taking a seat.

“Babe this is my friend, Yn” Hajoon introduced you “and Yn, this is my girlfriend, Suyeon”

You did feel a little surprised by the news but tried your best to not show it while shaking Suyeon’s hand, a strange warm sensation when your hands connected took you back a little bit.

“My pleasure” you said to her and Suyeon nodded.

“it is mine, too” she replied.

“So you finally know each other, yay!” said Hajoon with excitement

“I hope you don’t mind, but Hajoonie always tells me all your drama and I was kinda curious to meet you” Suyeon said with a shy smile.

“Oh did she?” you look at Hajoon “Like what?”

Perfect opportunity to get some background.

“Oh c’mon you know all the juicy stuff you tell me is about Jungkook” Hajoon said serving three shots of soju.

“I hope she hasn’t told you something too juicy” you said with a raspy voice after drinking the shot.

“For a couple that is almost three years together you have very exciting stories” Hajoon added.

Three fucking years

You had to act like it was nothing. Like it was not big news that now you encountered yourself travelling to the past and future, like now you apparently have this mystic ability, a gift, a superpower.

How this shit was possible.

The news was like an iced water bucket unannounced.

But you played your part like a bloody Oscar awarded actress.

“What can I tell you, he has been so good to me lately” you said like nothing.

“Really? So, he apologized?” Hajoon asked serving some more liquor. What Jungkook did to you? You wondered.

“We talked things out” you said quickly without having any idea of the context.

“I don’t understand straights” Suyeon commented making Hajoon laugh.

“You know I sometimes wonder why did you picked him, he can be a little tough and takes too much liberties in the way that he talks to you, but girl beating up Chanyeol like that!? He could get you expelled!” Hajoon added “I’m just saying watch out”

“Yeah, be careful” Suyeon added while she opened another bottle and serve you another round.

You started drinking and talking about anything, trying to catch up and also having a good time with Hajoon and her girlfriend, they turned out to be witty, funny and just incredible people.

At some point into the night with enough alcohol in your system to make you bubbly and happy your phone screen lighted up with notifications, Jungkook’s messages arrived one after another.

Babe: babyyyy

Babe: miss you lotss

Babe: Yoongi’s party is so boring rn

Babe: I want u

Babe: babyyy I like your boobs so much

Babe: send pic plzz

You smiled as you are drunk as well, and started typing.

You: you r really cute

You: but I will not send u anything

You: I have a boyfriend

You closed the chat and started looking thru your phone, you went to the photo gallery and it displayed a variety of photos, yourself of course but mostly you and Jungkook.

You looked in love in fact.

There were tons of photos of you on a date, intimate photos, only Jungkook, him sleeping, him eating, him smiling.

There were photos with his mom, with your mom, photos of you traveling to beach destinations. It seemed pretty solid your relationship.

But still the sense of uncertainty was bigger that any amazement at what your personal life has become in this apparent timeline.

Ultimately it felt like you didn’t really belong in your own life, which was a bitter realization.

Chugging some more alcohol and feeling intoxicated enough, you leave the bar in the company of Hajoon and Suyeon.

The three girls stumbled through the streets of Seoul happily chatting and singing whatever song comes to mind. Suyeon suggested eating some fried chicken and everyone agreed unanimously.

When the girls were passing by this particular street, a man saw them at corner of his eye.

As intoxicated as they were, he walked on them, his appearance was not looking good.

If unemployment was a person, it would look like him.

Clearly in his 50s, a cigarette between his fingers.

“So you do that gay shit?” he slurred to Hajoon and Suyeon that were holding hands, they looked like a deer in the headlights, they uncomfortably let go of their hands.

“Why don’t you get in your business?” you scoffed at him rolling your eyes.

“You goddamn foreigner bitch, better shut the fuck up!” The man screamed out of nowhere making the three girls flinch.

“Yn we better just…”Hajoon started speaking but the man screamed again.

“You better answer when your elder ask you a question” the man said referring to Hajoon “who is the one that fuck and who is the bitch?” the man smiled his teeth not in good conditions, you felt repulsed by his whole presence clearly your friends felt the same.

“Shut up, old fuck!” you screamed at him having enough of his disgusting behavior.

“You fucking foreigner bring that gay shit to this country, the only thing you are good for is sucking dick” the man said to you opening his eyes making you flinch again because you actually recognize him.

A little older and more fucked up but if the memory doesn’t fail you, that was Jungkook’s father.

“Let’s go” Suyeon said serious, so you slowly start to walk away from that creep.

Big mistake.

You did not react quickly enough when the man out of nowhere pushed Hajoon making her fall to the grown, then he goes for you this time you hit with force a wall behind you, then with the bottle he was previously drinking he threw it just a few centimeters away from your face, the shattered glass exploding everywhere. You ear started hearing a beeping sound, you closed your eyes tightly then again that strange feeling as your consciousness slipping away starts occurring, you can’t focus or think.

The same warmth you felt before makes you conscious again.

 you come back to the here and now.

“Yn are you okay?” Suyeon asked you with a worried tone, her hands resting on your shoulder, you nodded and she helped you stand up.

The police quickly came and arrested the creep, someone passing by called the cops on him.

 They ended up in ER, Hajoon had badly scratched her knees and you had some small cuts on your face and fragments of glass in your arm.

A cold sensation travel down your spine when you remembered Jungkook’s father expression and demeanor, he shared a lot of features with his son.

The wickedness in his eyes was the same of Jungkook in that past life.

When the nurse was finished, Yn looked out for her friends, they were talking to the cops.

“I think that would be all, I’ll leave you my number to formalize the press of charges, okay?” the girls nodded “take care” the cop left.

In that moment your phone started ringing, it was Jungkook so you pick up the call.

“Where are you, baby?” Jungkook’s voice did not sound drunk at all, you overheard some other voices in the background, he seemed to be chewing something.

“i…umm.. I’m on the hospital” you confessed embarrassed at your situation.

“What?!” Jungkook’s tone was loud enough to make you put the phone away from your ear.

“Some drunk man was causing trouble, nothing serious really” you said resting importance.

“Yn, what the fuck, I’m trying to find my shit as fast as I can” you heard some moving and more noise “where are you?”

“nonono you don’t need to come, it’s nothing really” you tried to convince him.

“as if” he mocked “I made a question” you heard an engine turning on.

“I’ll text you the details”

“kay’ bye” he hanged up the call

You told the girls that Jungkook would pick you up and then said goodbye to them, 20 minutes later you received a text from Jungkook to wait outside. A motorcycle raced in the front of the hospital, Jungkook got down and took off his helmet.

He immediately grabbed your face and saw the little cuts with a worried expression that turned to anger.

“That fucking bastard is dead” he said completely serious

“Just leave it, I’m okay” you said to him afraid of what he could do.

“When I found out who he is I’m gonna…”

“Jungkook let’s just go” you looked at him tired, he gently grabbed your face and kissed you short and sweet.

Virtually it was your first ride on a motorcycle, so it was a whole experience, feeling the speed, the wind in your face, Jungkook’s hard body against yours, it was really stimulating ride to Jungkook’s house.

“I know it’s late but I really want to bath with you” Jungkook said softly to you smiling. Well, it wasn’t a bad idea at all.

“I can’t resist that proposition” you smiled back to him.

He run a bath for the both of you, Jungkook undressed himself without an ounce of shame, although you were more shy you followed his lead, then he entered the bathtub helping you get on top of him.

The warm water and the bubbles relaxed you which was exactly what you needed.

Jungkook’s hands travel through your back making you squirm.

“You are so sexy” Jungkook said looking at your body with those big dark eyes.

You started to detail his body, his tattoos, his muscles.

What does it mean?

“Yn, kiss me now “Jungkook ordered and without hesitation you did as he told.

You kissed him passionately, with urge.

And he reciprocated like a hungry predator, soon enough his erection pressed the back of your ass.

“Mmm honey I need you” Jungkook slurred while he kissed you, you moaned when you felt his finger entering your pussy preparing you for his cock.

While you both kissed the motion of his fingers was doing enough to send you.

You whined when he stopped fingering you, but then he proceeded to put the tip of his cock on your entrance. You slowly sat making Jungkook’s dick enter deeper into you, you felt so full. He took your hips and began to rock back and forth, you moaned louder.

“Yes, honey, take it” he said heavily breathing, then when you hit a certain spot he soft moaned, making you melt.

“Jungkook” you slurred his name

“I fucking love you so much” he said to you before kissing you again, you came soon after that.

Later when you both went to bed, you found yourself cuddling with Jungkook as if your life depended on it, you found comfort in his arms, even if was only for the night, that was more than enough.

…………..

Jungkook cooked her breakfast the next morning, something very simple but she appreciated the gesture. He was shirtless, so you got a good look of his bulky figure and his tattoos scattered across his whole body. Jungkook looked very hot but it simply was too different of what he used to be in other timelines.

“Honey, I invited the boys over” he said to you munching his toast

“ah really? Do you think I should stay or…?”

“Yeah like it’s not a business reunion or anything, we just going to be chilling” Jungkook added you nodded in response.

“Then I better get ready” you said standing up the table, Jungkook gaze on your body remembering the night before.

“Boys are coming over, dress accordingly” he sentenced while you went away from the kitchen. You did not like the tone that he used in his last sentence.

You took a quick shower and looked around for some clothes to wear in the drawers in Jungkook’s room, there were no much of your items, trying in another drawer you opened your eyes in surprise when you found a gun and some good sum of money in cash. You closed the drawer immediately in shock.

The old Jungkook, the new Jungkook they were all the same, always involved in some shady shit.

The questions started to accumulate in your head once again, but you shut them down and simply got ready for whatever was going to happen today.

A few hours later Jungkook called you downstairs. You were not ready to encounter the scene before your eyes.

Jungkook friends all tattoed head to toe, looking intimidating as hell, drinking some beer and discussing some matters but without really looking relaxed. Of course, there also women present, some tattoed some don’t, they looked a lot less intimidating, they even seemed more approachable than the guys.

They all turned around as you entered the living room and quickly parted the view a few seconds later.

You spotted Jungkook in one of the sofas you took a seat beside him, he pulled you closer and offered you a beer which you accepted. Then he came back talking with his friends, you stay quiet trying to gain some insight.

“there’s some motherfuckers in Itaewon that haven’t pay the total amount yet” commented one tall guy in serious tone, your questions were forming once again.

“I guess that Jungkookie and I have some plans for tomorrow then” added other guy smiling ironically, he had a big smile and his hair was bleached blonde. Jungkook nodded like he knew what he was referring to.

“I’ll do it if you say so, boss” Jungkook said to the tall guy without hesitation. Boss? What the hell was this? The tall guy nodded without saying a word.

“The next big order is on Saturday, we need to collect the money as soon as possible” commented another guy, he was the least intimidating looking but still tattoed everywhere and dressed in black.

“I gladly remind you that I know the location of JP’s hiding, we just need to get rid of the completion and would love to take charge of that, boss” other guy said, his hair was longer and he was the best dressed, his long fingers were covered in rings.

“No, It’s too soon, I’m trying to not be too risky when a big order is near” the tall guy said “I’m trying to manage my business not initiating a war” he added.

A gang. Jungkook belonged to a gang, which makes sense for all the tattoos across his body and the gun with cash in the drawer.

Jungkook was criminal, Yn thought with an anxious sensation in her chest.

Her cellphone ringed interrupting the conversation after apologizing you took the call.

“Am I here with Yln Yn?”the monotonous tone of a feminine voice asked you.

“Yes, that’s me” you responded.

“It’s the police department, we wanted to inform you that we need you as soon as possible to take your declaration as a victim, for the case you filled against Jeon Jeonsuk”

You looked around to check if Jungkook was listening to you, when you saw him absorbed in the conversation with the others you proceed to answer:

“I don’t know about that, ma’am” you said trying to not raise your voice too much

“It’s crucial for you to collaborate with us, we need you to come the police station as soon as possible” the woman said.

“why don’t you text me the details, I can’t really talk right now-“

“Honey can you show Areum where the bathroom is she’s not looking so good” Jungkook  interrupted you making you exalted for a second while you hanged up the call.

 You turned to look at the girl clearly intoxicated and did not looked in good condition, an irritated Jungkook’s friend was holding her so she didn’t stumbled.

“Sure” you responded, rushing to her side and guiding her to the bathroom. The poor girl emptied her stomach in the toilet while you held back her hair, then you helped her to wash up, asked her if she felt like coming back to the party, she shook her head and said that she was leaving.

“Do you want to wait for your taxi on the living room or…? “You asked her

“Nah, I’m out Yoongi me treats like trash and I’m not here to be his puppygirl” the girl said while quickly putting on her jacket and leaving the house. Even though you didn’t know her you felt proud of her.

When you came back everyone seemed to be pissed off and all the eyes were on you, and the ambience felt very heavy, Jungkook was being held sit down by two of the guys.

“What happened?” you asked trying to hide the nervousness in your tone, the tall guy that the other guys called boss said to you:

“You fucking bitch rat on us” his voice demanding and intimidating you stepped back instinctively.

“Namjoon, I think…”one of the subordinates started to say.

“Shut up, Jimin” Namjoon said and Jimin did not protest “Jungkook you better fucking explain why your bitch snitch on us, right now” he almost screamed. Jungkook had undecipherable expression, his jaw tense and he was not resisting the guys that were holding him down.

“I don’t understand-“

“Quiet bitch” Namjoon said to you “Hoseok bring her here” he instructed. You panicked when Hoseok who was already stood up came by your side and took your arm with great force and pulled you. You were like a rag doll, it was so easy for him to grab you and push you around, that made Jungkook resist the guys holding him down.

“Better fucking watch out, Hoseok” Jungkook said to him, his voice as low and intimidating. “If you left any bruises I will-“

“Answer the fucking question!” Namjoon screamed at him.

“She did not snitch on us, boss” Jungkook answered not looking at Namjoon.

“oh really, so let’s see” Namjoon mocked and then snapped his fingers to one of the guys who was holding Jungkook down, the guy passed Namjoon your cellphone and went back to Jungkook, you felt your blood running cold. “Then what the fuck is this” then he showed you the message that the police left you giving you all the instructions and indications.

“Answer him” Hoseok said to you, his hot breath on the side of your ear. You felt so helpless.

“I can explain” you said almost vomiting the words.

“Yeah, you better” Namjoon responded “it’s not like you have any other option”

“Babe talk” Jungkook said you in a neutral tone.

You tried to form a sentence but the words fail to come out, your anxiety levels where at their highest.

“That’s what you got for committing to a bitch” one of the guys holding him down said to him, Jungkook send a death stare to him.

When you finally could speak the words stumbled and your voice was shaky.

“I-I was attacked on the street yesterday and the police got involved and they want me to…identify the attacker” you trying to sound collected and calm trying to prove your innocence but it come out more a desperate attempt to help your case. A few of the guys scoffed with an arrogant smile.

“And how do I know that’s true? Huh?” Namjoon questioned with a mocking tone.

“Uh?” you replied out of nervousness. He did not liked that, he took a gun out, you could not see where did he kept it, and then before your eyes there was the pistol pointing at you, you felt your soul left your body at that moment.

“Boss!” Jungkook exclaimed more desperate. “Boss!”

“Shut him up” Namjoon demanded and then the two subordinates punch Jungkook on his stomach a few times, you started to cry.

“I asked you a fucking question, didn’t I?” Namjoon said unaffected by your state.

“I swear, please!” you begged “I was in the hospital, Jungkook even picked me up, that’s the truth!” all you could do is beg, Namjoon got closer to you and you felt like your heart skipped a beat when he showed you again the gun but then you felt the relief when he put it away. Your relief did not last long because he then grab your face with force, his rings sinking in your skin, you closed your eyes, you could simply not handle the demonic gaze that Namjoon had.

“If you did not snitch on us why didn’t you run away when the police arrived? You think I’m stupid? you know this shit” he said to you  making you flinch.

“Boss please, that is the truth!” Jungkook begged amidst his pain.

“He broke a glass bottle near me, I was on the ground!” you overcame your anxiety and look at him in the eye, no emotion in him was found, he did not even blink “I swear, please, I’ll never betray Jungkook or you!” you struggled at Hoseok’s grip.

“She has cuts all over her face, boss!” Jungkook added trying to help your case.

Namjoon scoffed and grabbed your face once again examining it, a drop of sweat descended from your temple, he looked at you and you saw how the edges of his lips went up in subtle way, he was enjoying how distressing this was for you.

“Alright, Jungkook you better control your bitch” he warned pointing in his direction “As for you” he looked at you up and down “Call the cops again and we’ll be getting rid of you” he made a sign to Hoseok and he let Yn go.

Yn started to walk away but Namjoon grabs her arm making her to look at him.

“I will not slap your face to teach you a lesson, that would be Jungkook’s job” he whispered to you before letting you go.

Yn looked around heavily breathing then walked to the door grabbing her coat and going out, soon after Jungkook went to her side he turned her to look at him.

“Do you realize the shit that you put us in?!” Jungkook exclaimed “Why the fuck you didn’t just called me, when that shit happened to you? huh?!”  he was talking fast and was also very distressed, you look into his eyes and sobbed, he seemed to soften a little

“I’m sorry, okay!” you exclaimed trying to calm down “I did not intent to cause all of this!”

Jungkook got nearer and in his eyes, there was compassion but also a bit of darkness. He grabbed your now swollen face.

“You are not allowed to call the cops again, understood?” he told you with a serious tone, you nodded with tears in your eyes hating the way that you have to submit to men, this was not you but you didn’t had other option, He cleaned the tears with his fingers and kissed your forehead. “Let’s finish this, already” he said to you and you nodded.

Both went on his bike to the police station, you identified Jungkook’s dad to the cops, sing some paperwork and came back to the backseat of his motorcycle, he turned the engine on and ride away from the station. The whole ride you horrified by how Jungkook and his dad are a reflection of one another. When you had to identify him, it gave you chills, you knew what he was capable of in other timelines, somehow you had to shook the sensation. Jungkook parked the bike in place that you both know too well: the place where you two met.

He took your hand and guide you to the bench just in front the butterfly statue, you both sat in silence for a few minute before Jungkook started to speak.

“So, who was the bastard?” he asked you arching his pierced eyebrow. You parted your lips in hesitation to tell him the truth, It was a very emotionally charge day already, and you were on the edge, but eventually he would find out so it was the best for him to know, nonetheless it was still challenging to reveal the information.

“Jungkook…I- “you cut yourself in the middle of the sentence “he…um” you tried to collect your words but failed, Jungkook was trying to be patient but he also had a long day.

“What?” he tried to pressure you.

“Don’t be mad, please” you said to him, making Jungkook bring his eyebrows together.

“Who is it, Yn?” he asked again, you look into his dark big eyes and then you look in another direction.

“It was your father” you simply said sighting, Jungkook tensed up immediately.

“What did you say?” Jungkook asked with a nervous tone, he heard clearly but still asked again trying to convince himself that you said something completely different.

“Your father was the one that attacked me” you repeated, Jungkook stood up and walked a few steps he exhaled and was clearly affected, all you could do was watch him, he returned to your side.

“This must be a fucking joke, right?” he asked more to himself “When I fucking manage to keep me sane, then he goes and does this” Jungkook scoffed “he is really begging me to be dead” he exclaimed making you turn to him with your eyes really open.

“Jungkook!” you exclaimed he looked at you, you saw the turmoil of emotions fighting inside of him.

“Yn, you know what a piece of shit he is” he told you trying to calm down, he exhaled again “Not only he made my life a living hell when he found out where me and mom where hiding but he also almost kills me when I was 14” he couldn’t look at your face, he played with his fingers and continued “I made a promise to myself, Yn, whenever I saw him again I would kill him so he can’t hurt me or mom ever again” he really mean it, and suddenly it made sense why he was this way.

The muscles, the tattoos, the rough exterior. Jungkook was trying to be tough, he needed to be strong so his father could never put a hand on him. He was in a gang because he was broken inside, so he was accepted and has a place to belong.

You put your hand in his back and start to caress him softly trying to give him support.

“Don’t do it, don’t be like him” you told him with a soft voice, Jungkook turned to look at you.

“I would never be like my dad” he said completely serious. “That’s why I’m getting rid of him”

“That would not make you feel less vulnerable, you know” you told him but he scoffed.

“Why you say that? What the fuck do you how it feels?” he asked ironically “And you say this in this place, the place where you saved me!” Jungkook exclaimed passing his hands thru his hair.

“I don’t care if he is dead, I worry about you getting caught!” you said to him worried, he looks at you and after a few seconds Jungkook leans on to give you a kiss.

“That would never happen, darling” he said with a smile then out of the sudden you were interrupted by someone standing before you, it was Suyeon.

“I hope I’m not interrupting something” she said with a little awkward smile.

“Suyeon!” you exclaimed with a smile and stood up to hug her, she hugged you back, Jungkook’s cellphone ringed and he excused himself.

“Yeah, nice to meet you too!” Suyeon exclaimed and then turned to you “He seems like a nice guy” she joked while you smiled.

“I was not expecting to found you here” you tell her still impressed to see her, she took a seat in the bench, in the previous Jungkook’s spot, you sat again.

“I just had a feeling that you would be here” Suyeon said mysterious “So I came and there you are, magic!” you look at her confused.

“You wanted to see me?” you ask, Suyeon nodded “What’s the matter?”

Jungkook came back from his call, he directed himself at you.

“Babe the boys called me, I have to handle some business” he said to you “Are you are going to stay here or do you want a ride home?” Jungkook asked.

“I’ll stay here with Suyeon” you responded, then you watched him take a few bills out of his wallet and hand then to you. “What’s that for?”

“For the taxi” he said before giving you a quick kiss and walking away.

“He is really a thug, isn’t he?” Suyeon stated more that asked, “Anyways, yes I wanted to talk to you about important issues and I will not beat around the bush and just say it how it is!” she exclaimed convinced.

“Well, go ahead” you said fully intrigued.

“I am a witch!” she just said “a gifted one, a person that knows the occult!” she said that in a funny way, she tried to not laugh at herself “ okay that sounded crazy, but I’m serious, I know some stuff” she ended.

“What?” you could only reply.

“And since I know some stuff, I know that you” she pointed at you “are not in your timeline are you?” she said arching an eyebrow, you just look at her completely surprised, did you heard, right? Does she…?”

“You are a little sneaky traveler, are you?” she questioned again with a smile.

“Oh my god, what is happening?” you asked desperate “I swore I was crazy!”

“I knew it!” Suyeon exclaimed a little too excited.

“Okay, so just to confirm, time travelling is a real thing?” you asked Suyeon, trying to make sense of what happened to you.

“No” she said serious “You really would have fucked up big time if time travel was real”

“Then?”

“Time travel is not a thing, but timeline jumping is as real as you and me” Suyeon made the distinction “That’s what you have been doing, without any real intention if I’m correct” she said to you testing the waters.

“People do this on purpose!?” you exclaimed

“And you are a natural also” she declared “whoah, you know the amount of preparation, of concentration, of energy it requires to do timeline jumping? And you did it accidentally?” Suyeon was really impressed “damn!”

“Multiple times”

“Multiple times?!”

“None of them on purpose, that I can assure you!” you looked at her demanding more explanations, she was smiling ear to ear.

“All that power requires some control, you don’t want to go on a trip again and then not being able to come back, right?” Suyeon look at you and you nodded still having no idea what she is talking about.  “We are energy, okay? Energy is everything, know that you know this, let’s say that you have a lot of it! Like a lot a lot!”

“Is that a good thing?” you asked still loss.

“Well, it can be if you control it!” Suyeon responded, and you opened your mouth to ask more questions but Suyeon hush you “I know that you have like a thousand questions, right know but I’m not really an expert in this topic” she sentenced.

“So cannot help me?” you could not hide your disappointment in your voice.

“I’m not the best to help you, all I know is that your energy that night when the drunk man attacked you, was escaping your physical body so fucking fast I had to stick it again. So that’s when I admitted to myself that I’m not really sure what happened there, but the good news is that I know someone that can have some answers for you” Suyeon said while you listened intrigued.

“Really? Great, I need to meet them asap” you said relieved that you finally found some answers.

“I’ll take you”

You looked at her impressed.

“Right now?” Suyeon nodded.

“He is expecting us” Suyeon revealed.

“He?”

“Kim Seokjin” Suyeon added “so, are you coming or not?”

The ride on the car was pretty fast as the heartbeats you felt on your chest, soon enough you will know why this is happening to you. When you arrived, Suyeon handed to you a notebook, when you opened it it was empty making you confused.

“it is empty” you told Suyeon

“I know” she simply said like it was the most obvious thing “You’ll need it later, okay?” you did not question anymore and just said goodbye to her while you got off the car.

“I’ll text you” you said while waving at her and watch the car leave, in front of you there was Kim Seokjin’s house, you walked to the entrance and before you could knock on the door it opened automatically, you filched a little bit. You had long day.

“Hello…?” you asked looking at your surroundings, it looked like a completely normal house. Out of nowhere Kim Seokjin itself presented before you taking you by surprise.

“Oh I didn’t meant to scare you” his voice sounded warm and welcoming ”I wanted to open the door for you ” he was holding a device in his hand “but here you are! Yn, right?” he asked you.

“Yes, that’s right, and you are Kim Seokjin?”

“Jin, call me Jin” he told you with a smile “Suyeon told me about your unique situation, so why don’t we go straight to the point” you nodded while he guided you to the sofa, you both took a seat.

“So, what is happening to me?” you asked.

“I assume that something very horrible happened to you” he said looking straight to your eyes, the memories instantly come to your mind and you looked to the ground overwhelmed by them. “Because that´s what happened to me” you raised your eyes again to meet his “I lost my sister in a very…traumatic way” he closed his eyes for a second and then continued “My dad took his own life because of that”

“That’s horrible, I’m very sorry” you said to him trying to imagine the pain he has been through.

“Those events changed me forever because I took some part in them” Jin sighted  “So I’m sure Suyeon told you that the amount of concentration and energy require for Timeline Jumping are extremely high” you nodded again “right, so in my experience there are 2 types of timeline jumping, one in where the ability is trained, and the other when you are just able to do it but since you aren’t trained you can’t quite control it” Jin explained “So in that case, a huge emotional commotion or a physical strong response would be enough to slide through another timeline which your case and mine” Jin proceeded “But here is why it happens, the purpose of timeline jumping is to correct and align past events  more harmonious so to say to the vibration of the universe” Jin smiled briefly and then continued “So you must be throw at some core event in your past to correct your future” Jin observed your reaction and continued “here’s the catch, when we are thrown back to the future we can’t really control how far long is it gonna be”

“We can’t?” you asked shocked Jin shook his head.

“We have to decide if this new life is the one that we want or we have to try again to a new one that might be worse” Jin warned you “But there are ways to know those things”

“Really?”

“Yes, for instance you’ll feel something inside you that will tell you that you’re on the right path” Jin responded “But for the more direct way to know is the records” Jin turned to you “Did you bring a notebook with you, perhaps?” You remembered the notebook that Suyeon gave you, so you look into your stuff and grabbed it.

“Here it is” you said holding the item in your hands.

“Right, the notebook is important because it can show you what you wrote about the timeline you are in, like is the future let’s say, although remember that you can always change. Nothing is written in stone” Jin stated.

“that’s the thing, nothing is written here, it’s just an empty notebook” you pointed out opening the blank pages.

“For now, you see, you need to start to channel those strong memories that brought you here write them down and read them feeling those emotions, if you start getting detach from reality then it worked!, the you of all timelines now knows this information is keeping an active record of all the important events of your life”   Jin explained like it was the most mundane thing.

“I really do not understand how that’s possible” you confessed with a confused look.

“Remember that the past, the present and the future are happening simultaneously” Jin draw a circle with his hands “we are just channeling what your future self is feeling though we cannot actually perceive that because we are trapped in the present moment”

“Alright I’m kinda understanding now” you smiled now knowing how everything worked.

“And also I’d discovered that intoxicating substances help a lot but you must be careful, I recommend you to try the safe way and then we can se the other options” Jin commented, you nodded while standing up.

“I could talk for hours about this, but I really had a very long day and there’s some information I need to digest first so please hand me your phone number” you said to Jin giving him your cellphone he started typing his number “I’ll invite you some dinner and then tell you about it”

“It would be me the one inviting you dinner” The way that Jin looked at you could only be described as flirty, you did not mind it.

“perhaps” you teased “I hope to see you soon” you took your stuff and walk to the door but at your surprise Jin put on his coat.

“Let me take you home, it’s late” Jin told you grabbing the keys of his car, you did not put any protest and let him drive you home.

The ride was quiet but not uncomfortable at all, you had to call Hajoon to ask her where did you live because you didn’t have any idea, when you arrived you thanked Jin and got inside the building.

You entered and look around trying to find any reminiscence of you, then on the living room there was the photos with your mom, some with friends and even one with Jungkook.

You opened the fridge and found your favorite beverages and food, that made it for you. Since you weren’t hungry you went to your room dying to get some good sleep but you almost had a heart attack when you found no other than Chanyeol sleeping in your bed like it was his own.

You covered your mouth to not shout.

What in the actual hell?

Chanyeol lip seamed to had a cut, in his cheek a small bruise. He was sleeping like a baby in your bed. You did not know why he was in your own apartment, if you remembered correctly Hajoon mentioned something about Jungkook beating him up. But you did not ask why Jungkook did such thing. He was in your home, in your room, the implications of that is that you are being unfaithful to Jungkook.

“You finally came” Chanyeol said in a groggy state “I thought that I would be spending the night on my own” he sat on the bed, he was shirtless.

You realized that you had to respond and actually address the situation that is happening in this moment.

“Is there something wrong? It must be really late” Chanyeol spoke again, you had no idea how to handle this.

“Didn’t Jungkook beating teach you a lesson?” you asked him trying to compose yourself, maybe acting tough can make him go away, whatever it is going on needs to end.

Chanyeol stood up, and thank god he was wearing shorts, you backed up.

“Yn you are acting weird” Chanyeol said to you while arching his eyebrow “What happened?”

“Nothing happened, but I need you to leave” you sounded cold, Chanyeol scoffed.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that I was coming, but you told to not contact you for 3 days, what else can I do? You can’t leave me hanging in the air to make up my mind!” Chanyeol did not raised his voice but he was firm and confident.

“Ugh take a hint!” you played along without knowing the context “I know for a fact what Jungkook is capable of, if you care for your own life leave me alone” and that wasn’t a lie, you felt anxious for him.

“What?” Chanyeol exclaimed getting agitated “You told me that you were going to leave him, that you were very scared of him!” You tried to hide your surprise at his statements.

“I had change my mind, so please lea-“

“Yn, no!” Chanyeol interrupted you and took your hand “I can’t let you do that, I don’t care if you don’t want stay with me, but I can’t let you ruin yourself with that criminal” Chanyeol’s grab was gentle and warm, but you had to be firm and rejected his touch.

“Leave, Chanyeol, this is my life” the tears of overwhelm and overstimulation of all the events that happened this day made you break down, you could not handle all the things that were happening all at once.

“No, no!” He got closer and grabbed your face “I don’t care what happens to me, but I would not leave you alone with him” Chanyeol was trying to make eye contact with you but you looked away, he tried to wipe your tears but you took his hands and got away from his grasp.

“Chanyeol, I’m tired” you said with all honesty.

You are tired of everything.

“Darling let’s rest, let’s go to bed” Chanyeol suggested but you shook your head.

“I need you to leave, can you please do that for me?” You pleaded to him, Chanyeol sighted.

“Alright I’ll leave, because I listen to you unlike him” Chanyeol remarked “But I am serious about this, I will never let you chose him, he is destroying you, Yn, open your eyes” he said worried, he got close again and leaned to kiss you, it was a short peck on the lips, you were too slow to turn around your face.

Then he took his stuff but before he leave he look at your eyes.

“I love you, Yn, and I know that you haven’t admitted this to yourself but you love me too” Chanyeol said before finally leaving, you stared at him the entire time without saying a word.

With too much information to process, you changed your clothes to a more comfortable attire and went straight to sleep.

……………..

The next day you woke up way too early for your liking. Your body begging you for a few more hours of sleep but your phone was ringing like crazy, Jungkook was calling you.

You took the call, against your desire to keep sleeping.

“I’m trying to sleep” you sounded so tired that you almost did not recognize your voice.

“I can hear that” Jungkook on the other hand sounded energetic “I’m waiting for you at 5 in my house, my mom is making Jjigae”

You remembered the notebook and the Chanyeol situation, you needed mental peace, at least for today.

“I’m busy” you lied.

“What?” Jungkook said more like giving you a second chance to mend your mistake.

“I’m sorry, next time we can-“

“Yn, cut it off, I said I’ll see you at 5” Jungkook interrupted you, you did not like that tone.

“And I said that I’m not available today” you said rolling in your bed, the sleep already dissipating from your system, Jungkook clicked his tongue.

“I didn’t call you to fight”

“Me neither” you respond cold as ice.

“So why are you being so fucking difficult then?” Jungkook raised his voice a little bit.

“Jungkook yesterday was too much for me, I need a fucking rest, okay!?” you exclaimed frustrated.

“I said we have plans already so, rest after that!” Jungkook sentenced hanging the call, you almost throw your phone away.

You resisted the urge and breathed in and out to calm yourself.

You wondered why Jungkook was so different from the one you used to know, his circumstances are different sure, but he is a complete stranger to you, so far, he was the opposite from what you could accept and settle for a partner. Maybe Chanyeol is right.

Chanyeol was also something that took you by surprise, so you cheated Jungkook, that means that your relationship is not working, which is understandable, after what you had been through. It was very clear that Jungkook had a lot of problems and somehow you are entangled in this complicated situation.

There is no way you stay here, that would imply to break up with a gang member, or at least stay with him until you get your degree and then flee. But there is an instinct kicking inside your chest that insisted that more time that you keep this relationship going the more entangle you become, the more difficult is to leave.

You need to correct whatever the universe is asking you to correct, otherwise the next situation you will encounter could not be better than this one, that’s for sure.

Maybe asking Hajoon about Chanyeol situation, could give you some insight and context of how complicated are the things right now.

You typed her number and after a few seconds she responded with an enthusiastic attitude.

“Hi!” Hajoon greeted.

“Hello, I need your help” you said to her trying to not sound helpless.

“Yes?” Hajoon said with a confused tone.

“I know that I told you this, and is complicated, but can you explain to me what is happening with me and Chanyeol?” you did not mind sounding crazy, it is about knowing what cards are on the table.

Hajoon hesitated but she did not ask any questions and just responded:

“You fought a lot with Jungkook, that made you neglect uni a little bit” Hajoon explained sounding disappointed “You got in trouble with a professor, that’s how you met Chanyeol, then you started to talk a lot to him” Hajoon sighted “and got involved with him, but you weren’t breaking up with Jungkook either, so…”

“But did I told you that I was going to leave him?” you asked her biting your nail.

“You mention being exhausted while having to keep up with Jungkook” Hajoon responded “then I suggested that you should break up with him and you got defensive and left the restaurant early” she told you sighting once again.

“Did I look nervous?”

“You looked anxious, like you had no other option” Hajoon admitted with honesty.

“Okay, then why Jungkook beat up Chanyeol?” you asked her.

“He found you two having some drinks, you tried to cover up but it end up badly” Hajoon said “Chanyeol was lucky that they stopped Jungkook right away before he was seriously injured, I remember you were so mad”

“What did I do?”

“I remember you calling me crying and being so upset” Hajoon said serious “But it seemed like you are still with him so…”

“Oh god, I don’t know what to do” you said completely frustrated.

“Chanyeol was in my apartment yesterday” you confessed.

“Really?” Hajoon sounded surprised “isn’t he afraid of death?” she asked ironically.

“I thought the same, but he doesn’t want to let me go and I can’t deal with that” you told Hajoon.

“Oh Yn…” you heard her with a worried tone “everything is getting out of hand”

“I know, if he does something crazy and Jungkook finds out…” you said with horror, after all you saw with your own eyes with the kind of people he was surrounding himself, you suddenly put also your life in danger which gave you incredible anxiety.

“The one you have to cut ties with is Jungkook, forget about Chanyeol, he is not a threat. Jungkook is the one to worry about, break up with him” Hajoon suggested.

“We just got out of some complicated situation” You said to her remembering the Namjoon confrontation “It would not make sense to do it right now without him being suspicious.”

“Yn..”

“It’s true I swear…” you said to Hajoon “But maybe I will have not to deal with that” you said remembering your plans to leave this timeline  “ask Suyeon about it” you said.

“What are you talking about?” she asked confused.

“This is not right place for me, so I will leave soon” you say fast.

“You are leaving the country?” she asked

I’m leaving the reality – you thought.

“No, nothing of the sort, well…kind of, just ask Suyeon about it”

“Okay…?”

“Well, I need to hang up, okay?” you said to her.

“Right, this is the most confusing conversation I ever had, but I trust you” Hajoon said still not convinced.

“Me too, bye”

“bye” you hanged the call and you checked the time, you still had plenty of time before the dinner with Jungkook, so you stated to look for an outfit while you typed Jin’s number.

He took the call right away.

“Yn-ssi” His voice was warm just as the first time you met.

“I’m very sure that I don’t want to continue in this timeline” you said to him pacing through the room.

“Is that so? “He said with a understanding and supporting tone.

“When can you assist me to leave this reality?” you wanted out as soon as possible.

“You read your records?” Jin asked you.

“No, I haven’t even touched the notebook, I just know this is not the life I want for myself”

“I see “ Jin agreed “But you need your records, we need to simulate your emotions to channel your energy”

“So, I have to sit and write all down?”

“You sound stressed, it would better if you can make a little time to meditate and calm down and write all you’d been bottling up all this time since everything started” Jin’s voice sounded calm and collected.

“Jin I just want to get out of here” you confessed tired.

“You are going to block your way out” Jin severed “ You don’t want to get stuck in here, right? So don’t force it, you need concentration”

“How can I concentrate if my life is a fucking mess?” you raised your voice a little bit without realizing “I’m sorry, you are right, I’m very stressed”

“Yn I’m here to help you” Jin said to you being more understanding “I still owe you that dinner, don’t i? let me treat you so you can relax a little bit.”

“I have something today” you said remembering Jungkook’s plans “but please call me whenever you want, okay? I’ll try to write the records and then we can discuss the next step” you said to him sighting.

“Alright, that’s good” he said.

“Okay, then I’ll see you later” you hanged the call and started to get ready.

You told Jungkook you would take a taxi to his house, he resisted but after your refusal he let you do as you pleased.

You arrived once again to his house, feeling anxious as the last time you were there.

Jungkook’s mom answered the door, it was the first time you saw her after many years.

The last time you saw her she had fear in her eyes and was completely lost, in all sense.

Now looking a bit more mature, she seemed to has lost her spark, but that animalistic fear was gone.

She hugged you, so you did the same, she was very warm.

“Welcome, Yn” She told you with a tired smile, you saw Jungkook just behind her, he looked he just took a shower, his hair completely wet.

“I’m glad to see you again” you meant that fully, she smiled again.

“I hope you are hungry” She told you walking to the kitchen, you closed the door behind you, Jungkook took the opportunity to get close to you and kiss you quickly.

“Jungkook…your mom” you said between kisses, he smiled and then let you go. He smelled really fresh, his breath mint flavor.

“You look cute” Jungkook said to you still smiling. “Very different of how you sounded this morning”

“Jungkook, don’t” you said to him serious.

“I’ll let that pass, but don’t do it again” he took your hand and guided you to the table, his mom brought the food and serve you, you thanked her with a smile.

“So, what’s new, Yn?” Jungkook’s mom asked you while passing you a bowl of rice.

“Not much, I’m afraid” you said feeling shy all of the sudden.

“Last time we talked, you told me you’d be graduating soon” She mentioned.

“Oh I had a little inconvenience with a professor, hopefully I’ll resolve that issue soon enough” you told her, Jungkook looked at you with a confused expression.

“Really? I know that some professors act entitle sometimes”

You took a sip of the stew, it was delicious.

“Well that’s true, I’m mediating the whole thing with a counselor” Jungkook quickly turn from confusion to annoyance.

“That’s good” Jungkook’s mom said. “Well the sooner you graduate the sooner you two get married, right?”

You almost choked on the stew, you tried to hide it, Jungkook was not faced at all at her statement.

“Oh I think is too soon to talk about that” you said to her with an uncomfortable smile.

“Why?” Jungkook and his mom asked at the same time, you wanted to sulk in your seat.

“I don’t want to marry this young, I don’t even sure what I’ll do after the graduation” you said nervous, Jungkook’s mom felt confused.

“You’d been together for a couple of years now, I think marriage is proper” She stated looking at Jungkook.

“Mom we’ll marry, what Yn’s trying to say is that right now she is busy with other things” Jungkook explained to her unbothered.

“We did not talk about that, well, not too seriously” you said to her, Jungkook looked immediately at you raising his eyebrow.

“No? well it’s about time, doesn’t it?” She look at Jungkook “He is even planning to look for a place of his own”

“Well that’s amazing, but as I said, I haven’t set any plan after graduation”

“You need to focus on the things that are important” Jungkook’s mom severed.

“My career is important”

“Yn…” Jungkook warned. “Mom, I need to talk to Yn for a second” He excused himself standing form the table, you did the same and followed him to the living room.

“What hell was that?” Jungkook asked you annoyed.

“I have the same question” you said to him crossing your arms.

“You know my mom is traumatized for her divorce, you can’t say those things in front of her”

“I’m not lying to her either”

“That’s not a lie, at some point in time we will marry” Jungkook stated like it was a fact and the decision was made long ago, you did not like that at all.

“Things can change” you could only say.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Jungkook pressured.

“Jungkook don’t make plans about my future like is decided”

“You are acting like this relationship is some kind inconvenience, and I don’t like that”

You cellphone started to ring, you turned off, Jungkook rolled his eyes.

“Yn, you and I will end up marrying anyways so why you are acting difficult”

“You need to stop interfering with my life, I’ll decide if that happens or not”

Your phone ringed again, you saw it was Chanyeol’s number so you were going to decline the call but Jungkook took away the phone from your hands.

“Who is it?” Jungkook demanded with a serious expression.

“Jungkook, give it back!” you told him trying to grab your phone but Jungkook was taller than you.

“Who are you and why are you calling my girlfriend?” His tone was menacing. His body language was tense, the anger fuming through his eyes.

You swallow saliva feeling your anxiety go up as Jungkook’s expression worsened.

You are in trouble.

End of part 2.