Make It Right

 Make it right

YOONMIN SMUT

A/n: There isn’t alot of Yoonmin x reader smut on here, so I decided I’d become a source hehe. Especially since they’re both my biases. So here I am with this. I can make this a series if anyone is interested, just let me know.

Pairing: Yoonmin x reader

Warnings: (Alot) TW!! Sexual abuse, physical abuse, PTSD, panic attacks, dom Yoonmin, sub reader, derogatory speech, use of slut, pet, etc. Reader is freaky but is scared to show it, oral (m&f receiving)

Abuse is NOT done by Yoonmin.

Masterlist.

FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME.

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Movie nights with your two best friends were always something you looked forward to. The feeling of the fluffiest blanket you could find wrapped around you three, as you huddled close to each other on the couch of whoever was hosting, an impressive array of snacks on the coffee table in front of you, the lights dim and the vibes immaculate.

It didn’t really matter who hosted either, since it felt like their homes were yours and both Yoongi and Jimin were quite comfortable in your home too.

What surprised third parties was that despite only having known them for about a year and a half, there had been undeniable chemistry between you three, and you had readily become close to each other, to the point that now, you and Jimin were often hanging out at Yoongi’s restaurant, waiting for his shift to end so you could hang out together for a little while. On other days, you and Yoongi found yourself roaming the park outside the preschool Jimin taught at, waiting for him to be done for the day so you three could go for lunch, or simply have a picnic in the park, an activity that was routine and mundane to you by now, but in your heart of hearts you knew it was extremely cheesy, 

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Fake Love - Chapter 1: In Love With the Bartender

Pairing: jungkookx reader (f)

Genre: Smut, angst, fake relationships, slow burn, friends to lovers au, bartender!jungkook, fuckboy!jungkook

Rating: M - NSFW

Word Count: 6,148

Warnings: rebound sex,  Jungkook has nipple piercings and folds you up against a wall, blow job in a car, public fingering, shower sex, oral (m&f receiving) unprotected sex, Jungkook has a reputation, one night stand expected, friends with benefits possible.

Disclaimers: this is just fiction and not my true view of anyone

Summary: After a rough breakup, you seek solace in the arms of one very hot bartender.

You couldn’t help but stare. Who could blame you? Anyone who looked at him would get lost in his eyes too.

The man was gorgeous with his neatly styled short black hair, his big doe eyes, that smirk….

You swayed in your seat with a sigh.

Even the way he had rolled the sleeves of his black dress shirt up to his elbows to expose his arms full of tattoos made you weak.

He'd gotten color done recently, which had enhanced the shape of his muscles as he uncorked a champagne bottle to the cheers of the small crowd before him.

You sighed again as your mind floated away as you imagined him stalking up to you with his big shoulders rolling with every step until he was so close, you could smell his peppery cologne. He’d look down into your eyes with that grin and….

“You know he’s just trouble, right?” A voice from your right broke you from your reverie.

“Huh?”

“Please Eun-Young.” A voice from your left scoffed. "Don't act like you've never thought about hooking up with him. Everyone who has come into contact with Jeon Jungkook wants to fuck him."

“That’s exactly my point, Tanaaz!"

You went back to your drink and fazed your friends out as you took a pull from the small black straw. The light glinted off of Jungkook’s eyebrow piercing as he grinned at a woman on the other side of the bar from him. His eyes narrowed playfully with a smirk on his lips as he looked up at one of the strobe lights, pretending to think something over while the woman, who was rather pretty, tall and slender, continued to talk to him as though she were trying to convince him.

What would it feel like to kiss those full lips with his lip ring? Would it be warm like his body or a little cool?

Boldly, she reached out and took his hand, stroking the back of it with her thumbs. He glanced down and looked back up at her, his gaze contorted into disappointment. 

He shook his head, much to the dismay of the woman who pulled away to fish in her purse. She extracted several bills and dropped them on the counter then spun on her heel and hurried away, leaving the pink drink on the bar. Jungkook watched after her for a moment before gathering the money with a shrug and tossing the drink in the sink behind him.

It was only when you had assumed the woman’s former spot and had Jungkook’s eyes on you that you realized you had ever stood and walked at all.

“Hey.” Jungkook called out over the thrumming music that you could feel palpating your heart and crossed his arms on the bar. He leaned over to look at you with a grin. “What can I get started for you?”

What you were drinking already had been absolutely delightful and was good enough to tempt you to order a new one, if only you could figure out what it was. You glanced up at the menu over his perfectly sculpted hair and searched quickly for the drink, embarrassment warming your cheeks while he waited patiently. Tanaaz was the one who had ordered the last round. You tried to peel the flavors apart to figure out what it was. A bit rosy, a touch of raspberry….

Ah screw it.

You leaned forward with a shrug. “Surprise me!”

“What?” He cupped his ear and leaned forward.

You lifted yourself up onto your tiptoes and laid your upper torso on the bar. “Surprise me!”

“What?”

Why was he grinning like that? 

He leaned forward at the same time you did so that he was close enough now that you could feel his warm breath on your ear. “Surprise me.”

He pulled back with a smirk and playful eyes that dropped down for a moment before his brows wagged. "Playful and adventurous. I like it! Coming right up, baby."

He turned away from you to make your drink, leaving you to realize that the fabric of your dress had been pinned between your body and the bar at some point and had gotten pulled down to reveal a scandalous amount of cleavage. Thank goodness you had worn a cute bra, but still…

Oops.

You adjusted your dress and glanced around you. Sure, you could watch the people around you. There was a dance off happening to your right and a fight happening behind you between two girls. But you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his shoulders. The way they rippled under his shirt while he scooped ice into a shaker was hypnotizing. 

After a few moments of pouring and shaking, he dressed the glass with a curled lemon peel and turned back towards you, his lips pouting when he realized you had covered yourself again.

That look should be illegal.

You automatically squeezed your thighs together as he handed you the drink, smirking when his warm, soft fingers grazed over yours. “Thank you!”

“No problem. Hope you like it.” He watched you take a draw from the straw and let his smile grow when your eyes went wide and you nodded enthusiastically.

“This is really good! What is it?”

“What’s your name?”

Your name? Had you heard him correctly? You leaned forward and tilted your head as you watched his eyes inch their way down your body to your bosom. 

Did you accidentally on purpose let your dress get pulled down again? 

Maybe. So what? You liked the way he looked at you. It was so nice to feel attractive again. If anyone had gone through what you had, they couldn't blame you for being a bit reckless. “What?”

“What’s your name?”

“Y/N.” You quirked a brow up, taking another drink. “What is this?”

“Cute. It’s called Y/N. Sweet, mysterious….” He grinned, his eyes narrowing flirtatiously as he leaned on the bar and swept the corner of his lips and with his tongue, while his eyes drifted down to your chest. His brow rose as he smirked. “Gorgeous.”

Your cheeks went warm and you dipped your face away as you screamed mentally. How could he say such a thing after all these other women you thought were exponentially more attractive than yourself had thrown themselves at him? 

A fire burst alive in you. 

You felt the all too familiar ache between your legs and fidgeted as you tried to press your thighs together tight enough. 

He'd called you gorgeous and checked you out unabashedly! What did it mean? What was happening?

Had he sensed the disappointment and sadness that had hung heavy on your shoulders the last few days? He was a bartender who seemed to have quite a few fans. He was probably good at reading people.

You tried to reason with yourself. Tried to convince yourself he was just flirting for a good tip.

But it seemed to be hopeless.

Well, wonderful. You were all turned on with no hope of relief with another human being tonight. Thank goodness the new vibratory you'd gifted to yourself was freshly charged.

It wouldn't be the same, but it would have to do.

He laughed and bit his bottom lip before checking his watch.

"You're shy. It's cute."

You took a deep breath and shyly looked up at him from under your lashes. “Thank you. How much do I owe you?”

“I get off in 10.” He shimmied his shoulders against their resting place on the bar. 

Was the music really so loud he couldn't hear you.

"What?" You leaned across the bar again and turned your ear to hear him better as he leaned in closer to you.

“Let me take you home.”

You pulled back, eyes wide and your mouth agape.

Jeon Jungkook wanted to take you home? To his home?

For sex?

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t almost drop your drink as you became a puddle on the floor. Had he really just said that? What was happening? “Seriously?”

“Only if you want me to. There’s no pressure.” He held his hands up then pointed the drink. “It’s on the house either way.”

You blinked. How was this happening? Had you gone through a portal and found yourself inside a drama? You took another long drink as you stared at him. The sweet burn made your head light for a moment. 

Well… why not? 

You hadn’t heard the best things about him, but never that he was abusive. So why not while you had some liquid courage coursing through your veins?

Tanaaz had been encouraging you to get back onto the saddle. Maybe this was exactly what you needed to get over your ex. 

Yeah! Have a quick fling with the sexiest man you knew, regain some confidence and then get back into dating.

“Okay.”

“Yeah, you want to?” His eyes went wide as his smile grew. You nodded, beaming at his excitement. 

Who knew someone as devastatingly handsome as Jungkook would want to lay you down. Maybe you had been too hard on yourself. Maybe you really were beautiful. Maybe your ex really was an undeserving asshat.

This was like being in a fairytale. 

You grinned over at your friends who were watching you curiously. Tanaaz held her hands up in the universal sign of ‘what is going on?’ and shook her head with a shrug. 

Jungkook tapped his fist on the bar with a broad smile you were convinced could power a small country and chucked his thumb over his shoulder. “Alright. I’ll meet you at the rear entrance. My car’s back that way.”

“Okay!” You were breathless as you went back to your friends, finishing your drink in one more long pull as you went. You felt the fire of the alcohol warm your stomach as you sank down in your seat between Tanaaz and Eun-Young, letting go of a heavy breath you hadn't realized you were holding and broke into a fit of laughter.

“What happened? Are you okay?” Eun-Young’s cold hand was on your right shoulder. “Why are you so warm? Are you getting sick?”

“I’m going home with him.” You let out a breathy laugh and pulled a lock of hair behind your ear as you pressed your thighs together again. The need to be touched was crawling up your body and swimming in your veins. You crossed your legs tightly, shifting in your seat to satiate the need for friction while you had to wait.

“Oh shit!” Tanaaz laughed and clapped her hands as she turned towards you. “You are gonna have to teach me how you did that! I’ve been trying to get him for so long.”

Eun-Young huffed and tugged on your elbow to regain your attention. “You don’t even know him, Y/N!”

“I know of him and you two know him. If something happens, then you know where to start looking.” You subconsciously ran your hands over your hair, smoothing it down before opening your purse and searching for your compact. 

“The point is to not be putting yourself in that predicament! You just went through a bad break up, sweetheart. Don't rebound with a one night stand. It's not going to help."

"Let her have her fun! She's been through so much." Tanaaz watched you pat powder over your nose as discreetly as you could while she smiled proudly at you with her hands clasped dramatically by her face. “My baby’s all grown up and having one night stands. Remember to have him wrap it up.” 

“Tanaaz!”

"What?"

"You're such a bad influence sometimes. How could you encourage her to take such a risk? It's irresponsible and dangerous."

"Jungkook isn't going to hurt her."

Eun-Young scoffed and crossed her arms and legs, glowering at Jungkook with a shake of her head. "Maybe not physically."

"It's just a one night stand. I know that, Eun-Young. I won't get attached to him, but thank you for looking out for me." You shoved the compact back in your purse and checked the time on your phone. You offered her a grin you hoped was comforting despite your alcohol flushed cheeks. You put a hand on her arm and shuffled close to her. "You're a good friend "

"Just not good enough for you to listen to." She huffed again, but didn't pull away from you, instead twisting her foot to hook around the back of her calf. "Go have fun then. I hope I'm wrong about him."

"One night." You grinned and laid your head on her shoulder in a makeshift hug. "One and done. It'll be fine. I'll be fine."

"Yeah… sure, Y/N." She sighed but rested her cheek against your brow as the DJ announced the bar was shutting down. "Well, come on, T. I’ll drive. And you…," She sighed for the hundredth time and squished your cheeks between her thumb and forefinger until your lips puckered as she stared into your eyes, "be careful and have fun. Call me in the morning or whenever you get home. If I don't answer, leave me a message so I know you're okay."

You nodded and pulled away. “Yes, I will.”

"Have fun!" Tanaaz hugged you with a giggle when you stood then hooked arms with Eun-Young. 

You looked towards the bar and saw Jungkook leaning a hip against the bar with his arms crossed.

How was this possible? He was possibly the hottest guy in Seoul. He could have anyone in the world he wanted, but he'd chosen you without any flirting on your part. 

You'd just wanted a drink.

Within the next few moments that had spun by in a blur, Jungkook had you pinned up against a wall in the back of the club with his plush lips hard on yours. He took your wrists in his large, warm hands that were so soft it was like being touched by a flower petal then pinned them to the wall and pushed his knee between your legs until you felt him against your core. You moaned against his lips as you writhed against his muscular thigh, grateful to finally be touched.

"Damn baby, you’re all ready to go, aren’t you? I bet I could fuck you in my car right now, couldn’t I?" He looked down into your eyes with a raised brow and grinned when you nodded dumbly, your eyes unfocused with lust. "Good. Come on."

He pulled you along with him to a silver Mercedes and opened the door for you. A moment later, he was in the driver's seat, pulling you in for another kiss as his hand engulfed your breast and squeezed it until you moaned. He took your hand and ran it down his chest and stomach, allowing you to feel the well defined muscles that lay hidden beneath.

It was like you were touching a clothed brick wall. 

He continued moving your hand down until you brushed against his cock and gasped.

He was already so hard, you could run your hand along the entire length of him. You stared down at the outline of his cock and felt your mouth water as your pussy screamed for stimulation. You squirmed in your seat as Jungkook chuckled. 

"You like that, baby?"

"Yeah." You were breathless as you mindlessly stroked him through his pants.

"Want to play while I drive?" He brushed your hair over your ear and grinned when you nodded as you leaned forward to unbuckle his black leather belt and unfasten the button. He brought the car to life and twisted in his seat to look over his shoulder as you pulled the zipper down and snaked your trembling hand into his pants. He gasped when you gripped his cock and pulled it out.

"God you're huge!" 

He shifted in his seat and ran a hand over your head as he chuckled. "Can you handle it?"

You stroked your hand up and down the length, letting your palm rove over the tip to gather the precum budding there to use as lube as you stroked him again. You licked your lips and swallowed hard. "I'll try."

"Good girl." He stopped the car and gathered your hair up into one hand. "Gimme that mouth, baby."

Your breath was heavy and shaky as you obliged, nervously licking the tip of him before the sudden acceleration forced your body to jerk and you to take his head in your mouth with a muffled yelp. 

"Good girl." He pulled on your hair and guided you to bob your head on his tip as you hollowed your cheeks and wrapped your tongue around him the best you could. "Feels so fucking good. I should have known a mouth that sweet would be this skilled. It’s always the good girls…"

You had never really got a lot of feedback on your sexual talents. The guys you had been with were all finished within the span of five minutes and that had been the end of it. You figured you must have done something right if it didn’t take long.

It was nice to be told you were good at this. It spurred you on to bob faster and he rewarded you further with a soft moan of appreciation.

Jungkook's hand left your hair and slipped around your ribs to squeeze your breast until you groaned around him.

"Shit baby, just like that. Feels so good.” His voice was high as he whimpered and thrusted his hips up a little, panting as he did. “Can you take all of me?"

You slowly lowered your head down, fighting against your gag reflex when you heard his low groan.

"Come on baby. You can do it. Just relax." He squeezed your breast again and found your nipple, pinching it until you moaned around him as he slid in further. "Such a good girl. Take that cock all the way down your throat."

You pushed yourself to go as low as you could, groaning triumphantly when you felt his soft curls tickle your nose before hitting his warm skin.

"That's all of it babe." He sounded proud, if not a little winded, as you pulled back a little to breathe normally again. You gasped then giggled when he smacked your ass and grabbed it firmly. "Such a good fucking girl taking me all the way. Fuck. I want to pull over and fuck you right now."

You couldn't help but lift up, releasing him with a pop. You wiped your bottom lip and giggled lowly, your voice rough from your efforts. "Really?"

"Oh yeah. Almost home. I’m gonna fuck you so good." His hand pushed into your hair and guided you into a steady rhythm as soon as you tried to tease his tip with kitten licks.

You hummed around him and swallowed each time his tip hit the back of your throat. He stopped the car again and gripped the steering wheel with both hands as he thumped his head against the headrest with a high whimper.

"Fuck that feels incredible." The car slowed and came to a stop. "We're here. Let's go."

You giggled as you sat up and looked around, not recognizing where you were. You could see downtown Seoul shining to the left and admired it for a brief moment before he hopped out of the car, doing up his pants as he went.

He helped you out of the car, closed the door and pinned you against it, thrusting his hips hard against yours so you could feel the effect you had on him as he kissed you roughly. He moved one hand from your hip and slipped it under your skirt, allowing his fingertips to dance up your thighs until he found your pussy. He pressed his fingers against you and massaged you quickly, grinning when you gasped against him. He eased his fingers under the material of your panties and cursed under his breath when he slipped his middle finger into your hot folds and stroked your hard clit slowly, watching with parted lips when your eyes squeezed shut and your legs closed tightly around him in response. You gripped his biceps as he continued to caress you.

"Oh, babe, you're so wet and soft and hot. I need to fuck you." He bit your bottom lip with a low growl. "Come on."

He took your wrist and hurried you up a few flights of stairs and down a brightly lit hall before stopping in front of a door. He punched in a code and pulled you inside.

If someone had told you six months ago that Jeon Jungkook would nearly rip your dress when he pulled it off of you or that a loose string on his shirt would get stuck on one of his nipple piercings as he disrobed quickly so he could finally have you, you wouldn’t have believed them.

But there you were, watching him break the string to free his shirt from the silver piercing before wrapping his arms around your thighs and hauling you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. You panted as he pushed you up against the wall, your pussy clenching at nothing as you both looked down to watch as he sank his cock into you. You braced yourself against the dresser and cried out, tipping your head back and knocking it on the wall. 

"Fuck Jungkook, fuck! So big!" You whimpered and arched your back as he let out a growl when your nails dug into his biceps. “So big.”

"You're so tight." He clenched his teeth and furrowed his brow as he focused the way your face contorted with each stroke. "I'm gonna wreck this fucking cunt. Gonna ruin you."

"Oh god." You stared up at the ceiling as he continued to pummel you hard and fast with his cock. It was getting hard to breathe as he moved his arms under your knees and pushed them up to your shoulders and stepped closer, nearly folding you entirely in half, but the way he stretched and filled you just to the brink of pain was intoxicating.

He pulled you away from the wall, took two long steps to the left and dropped you unceremoniously onto the bed. You shuddered when your body hit the cold sheets and gripped your painfully hard nipples as he moved your legs to cross at the ankle and held them against his shoulder before he buried himself back into you. 

Sweat beaded on his brow and slipped down his cheeks as he gripped your thighs and held them against his shoulders, the tips of his fingers sinking deep into your flesh as he chased his climax, accentuating his thrusts with groans that gave way to whimpers.

You massaged your breasts in your hands as you watched him throw his head back, his climax caught deep in his throat as he struggled to smother the sounds you longed to hear.

He dropped down on top of you, panting hard against your shoulder, whimpering as he came down from his high and slowly pulled himself from you before sitting back up on his heels.

"Did you like that, baby?" He panted after tossing your legs to one side and falling to the other. You nodded dumbly as your pussy ached from his girth and the fact that you had been so close. So incredibly close it had taken you by surprise. "Good. Wanna stay or should I get you an Uber?"

You felt your heart sink as bliss quickly faded out into regret. 

Right. 

One and done.

It had sounded like such a fun time at the bar. You thought you could handle it. You'd imagined you'd have felt like a new woman afterwards and would waltz out of his apartment with a smile.

But there you were, abandoned again.

Maybe you should have listened to Eun-Young. 

Well, at least the sex had been good and scratched an itch you'd had for far too long.

Maybe you'd sign up for a photography or drawing class when you got home. Maybe you needed a break from relationships for a while.

You couldn't put your heart through this kind of pain again.

You sat up and covered yourself with your hands as you began to scan the room for your clothes, stopping with a gasp when you felt Jungkook’s warm hand on your back gently. You looked over your shoulder at him and waited for him patiently. 

What was this, then? 

He dipped his head and sniggered then kissed your shoulder before whispering against your skin. "You're supposed to say 'oh Jungkookie, I really don't want to leave, but I really need to shower,’ in case you forgot." 

You laughed in relief, shuddering at the feel of his lip ring caressing your skin. Maybe it was just a one and done but at least he'd decided to end it playfully instead of kicking you immediately to the curb. You leaned back against him, letting the heat of his skin sear yours.

"Jungkookie?"

"Yes. Jungkookie. Only you can call me that." He chuckled against your back then pressed another kiss to the top of your shoulder and wrapped his arms around you. "Then I'd say 'come shower with me' Then I'd carry you to the shower and wash every inch of you until you felt like a new woman and then we'd go to bed where I hold you all night long and wake you up with some breakfast. I'm thinking.…" He rolled his eyes to the ceiling as he puckered his lips and hummed with a grin, "stew. It's a really good recipe that I mastered. It's the best damn stew you'll ever have."

When was the last time someone had cooked for you other than your mother when you went home to visit? If you were being honest, you couldn't recall anyone cooking for you. You smiled and looked over at Jungkook, when he shuffled to your side. You carded your fingers through his hair that laid in a messy array over his brow. "Stew is good. It’d be a nice way to warm up in the morning."

"I'm gonna go ahead and take that low hanging fruit." He chuckled and scooped you up into his arms as he walked to the washroom. "There are other ways to warm up in the morning."

You laughed as he sat you down and turned the shower on.

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The next morning, you woke to the feeling of a soft, warm hand sliding up the inside of your thigh, lifting it and turning you on to your back. 

You breathed in deeply and let your eyes slowly open when you felt Jungkook’s weight shift between your legs. You pushed yourself up onto your elbows and watched his big form move beneath the covers as he sank down onto his stomach and kissed your lower stomach. You hummed a moan and let your head lull back and closed your eyes. 

He kissed his way down your mound and slipped his tongue between your folds, chuckling against you when you whimpered as his tongue eased across your swelling clit. You pushed your hands into his thick hair as he moved your legs to rest on his shoulders. 

This was a nice way to wake up. 

Tanaaz had once boasted about one of her incredible lovers who had woken her up like this. You had believed that things like this only happened to people like her: stunning, exotic, sensual, seductive. You had always considered yourself… normal. In your experience outrageously good sex didn't happen to normal people. At least it didn't in the movies. Tanaaz could be a movie star. You'd be credited as Barista #1.

"Do you not like this?" Jungkook's voice broke you from your thoughts and you looked down to find him staring at you with his face framed by the soft white sheets he'd gathered back. 

"Huh? No, I love this." You brushed his hair away from his eyes. "You feel great. I just can't believe this is happening to me."

He grinned and climbed up to you, hovering over you as your legs settled around his muscular waist. "Better get used to it, baby."

Get used to it?

As in this would become a regular thing?

He dipped his head down and kissed your neck as he pressed his cock into you, pushing slowly as you accommodated his size. 

"What do you mean? You want to be friends with benefits?"

He shuffled up onto his knees with a groan as you pulsate the muscles that held him tightly then started peppering kisses down to your collarbone as he went, inch by inch then kissed along the tops of your breasts. You arched your back with a series of whimpers as you felt the burn turn to pleasure once he began to stroke his hips against yours.

"So wet for me." He whispered against your ear and rested his weight against you. You raked your nails up his back, appreciating each ripple of muscle beneath your fingers and moaning at the feel of his growl against your neck.

It made your head swim in lust and your eyes grow hazy. 

He was gentler this time, going slower and not nearly as deep. It almost felt like lazy, sleepy sex. 

It didn't take long until he was grunting, his movements suddenly jerky then stilling as he collapsed on top of you, crushing wind from your lungs. 

You grinned to yourself proudly. You had done that. Your body had brought him such pleasure, he didn't have the strength to move off of you. 

Big, muscular Jungkook had been brought to exhaustion by your own little body.

"Damn baby." He huffed in your ear as he brought himself up on to his forearms. He rested his brow against your collarbone and sighed. "That pussy is addictive."

"Really?" You covered your face as you giggled, your face flushing as he removed himself from between your legs and off the bed then scooped you up into his arms, carrying you easily into the washroom.

"I might be able to do a second round in the shower, it's that addictive."

"What? Twice?" You'd heard people talk about multiple rounds of sex, but thought they'd been lying to boost their egos or lure gullible partners to bed with the hopes of impossibly good sex.

If it was actually possible, you were happy to be humbled.

Sure enough, while Jungkook was massaging shampoo onto your scalp with those strong fingers, he pressed his length against you with a chuckle. You gasped in disbelief as you reached behind you and tentatively rested your fingertips on him as though your touch would ruin the magic.

You slowly wrapped your hand around him and stroked him gently until he put his hand on your shoulder and pushed you over. You bent until the side of your face was pressed against the cold tiles. You held your breath as Jungkook positioned himself at your core and put a steadying hand on your hip as he pushed into your swollen and aching cunt. You whimpered at the stretch only releasing your breath when you felt the tops of his thighs against you.

"You're such a good girl." He put his other hand on your shoulder and began thrusting in quick bursts. "You're taking all of me like a…." 

He stopped and stood still when his phone rang loudly from the other room.. 

"Damn it. I'm late for work." He muttered and heaved a sigh before digging his fingers into the soft flesh of your hips and thrust quickly again.

It didn't take him long to finish with a growl, tipping over to rest his head against your back. The feel of his breath puffing against your warm wet shoulder made goosebumps flow down your arms and core. He stayed that way for a moment then pulled himself from you and turned you towards him, pinning you against the wall and kissing you hard, his lip ring sinking into your lip.

"No breakfast this time. I gotta fly." He shrugged and looked at you sheepishly then took his loofah from a hook around the shower head and drizzled grapefruit scented soap onto it. 

This time…. 

"That's okay."

He held the bottle out and squirted soap into your hand. 

Washing yourselves this time was awkward. Quiet and fast.  

"Are you going to be okay getting home?” He handed you a towel after shutting the shower off and stepping out. “Or wherever you're going?" 

You nodded, taking the towel and beginning to dry off. "Yeah, I'll be fine." Something nagged inside of you. Like there was something unspoken in the deafening silence. "This was fun. I mean, I liked… uhh…"

You covered your face to shield your embarrassment with the towel as Jungkook looked over at you curiously. His wet hair hung over his brow, skirting his lashes while his piercing peeked through. 

Why were you being so weird? Why couldn’t you just stay calm and be quiet? This was done. Once you walked through the door and said your farewells, that’d be it. When you saw him at the club, maybe you’d share a smile. Maybe Tanaaz or Eun-Young would need to order you your drinks for a little while until you stopped feeling awkward around him. You didn’t trust yourself to not fall for him anymore. 

Not after last night and this morning.

"Hello?"

You blinked and realized Jungkook was waving his hand before your face, a smirk lighting up his face and showing off his adorable bunny teeth. You flushed and shook your head as you bowed bashfully.

He chuckled and dropped his towel on the bar behind you.

"Cutie. I asked if you were going to the club later? I'm working there again tonight and I wanna see you again."

"Wait, what? This wasn't just a one and done thing?"

"Do you want it to be?" He watched you with a growing smirk as your mouth parted and you stared at him dumbly. "You don't know? I'm offended."

His tone was teasing as he turned and walked away, letting you watch his well sculpted back and ass sway as though it was perfectly normal to walk around naked in front of people.

Well, he had just fucked you… three times.

You blinked again and shook your head before following him into the bedroom. "I don't mean that. I want it again. Like really bad." He chuckled from the closet while you plucked up your clothes from the floor. "This is just… new to me. I thought…"

"There are a lot of rumors out there about me. I may not be as squeaky clean as my mom likes to think," he walked out of the closet fastening the cuffs of a white dress shirt that was neatly tucked into black slacks, "but I'm not a total cad."

"Why me then?"

He smoothed a hand over your cheek, cupped the back of your neck and stared down into your eyes. "Why not you? Why aren't you good enough?"

Your mind went blank at the question. You hadn't realized you thought so little of yourself.

He shook his head and pulled you in for a kiss. You melted against him, allowing your towel to fall to the ground as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

He held you close and pushed his tongue between your lips, allowing it to dance with yours before his phone vibrated again. He pulled away with a sigh and stared down at your breasts, grinning as he shook his head and pinched a nipple. "Fuck, I wish I could have you again right now. You gotta get dressed quick. Sorry to rush you, but my boss is gonna beat my ass if I don’t run."

You nodded and tugged on your clothes as quickly as you could then followed him out to the door where you stepped into your shoes that had been tossed hastily on the tile of the entryway next to your purse. He watched you bend your leg back as you pulled your shoes on and tilted his head while the tip of his tongue skirted his bottom lip.

You slipped out the door when he opened it for you and turned back to him as he locked up and regarded you with a grin. "I'll see you tonight." 

You watched him hurry to the stairs with long strides, your eyes glued to that marvelous ass that made his slacks tight.

Once he disappeared, you drew a deep breath and made your way to the elevator, hugging your purse to you as you leaned against the wall and processed what had happened.

The girls weren’t going to believe this.

So! What did we think? I've never written a series before, so I'd love to know your thoughts. This one has been a long time in the making. I don't know how often I can update it, BUT, I have some of the next part written and a good idea of where this is going.

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Let Me Have A Taste | PJM

🍸 pairing : dancer!jimin x female reader

🍸 genre : strangers to lovers, non idol au, fluff and smut.

🍸 summary : when your friends take you out for a night out, the night prior to your birthday, never did you imagine meeting a gorgeous man named Jimin and neither did you imagine for it to be one of the best birthdays of your life.

🍸 warnings : 18+, minors dni, oral (m receiving) gagging, deepthroating, daddy kink, dirty talk, cum swallowing.

a/n : Hello! 💜 So here goes my first fic and post on tumblr, please let me know what you think and I would really appreciate some feedback, thank you and enjoy reading. 💜

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This is definitely not how you imagined your birthday to go, when your friends dragged you out for a night out to celebrate because according to them, all work and no play was making you into a very dull girl, they meant dancing, drinks, good food and easy conversations, not with you on your knees in one of the club restrooms as the man above you pulls his zipper down, while you tug on your lower lip, swollen from the kisses you two shared mere moments ago.

He is breathtakingly beautiful even in the ugly glowering yellow lights of the restroom, his black hair falling on his forehead in soft bangs, glossy plump lips ~ you remember watching him on the dancefloor as he moved to the seductive beats of the song, like watching poetry in motion until you realized that you might've been downright staring for one of his friends, snaked a tattooed arm around his neck and whispered something in his ear, to which the latter laughed, poked his friend playfully in the side and then strode off the floor towards you.

You look away, focusing on your drink instead as he seats himself on the barstool next to yours.

"Hi, I'm Jimin." He introduces himself with an easy smile which takes you by surprise, cause no way a man like him, so stunning and so sexy would talk to you right? Right? But yet he was and you choked on your drink, breaking into a fit of coughs.

Jimin immediately stands up, offering you tissues and gently patting your back till the coughing subsides.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, thank you." You nod, wiping your mouth, "Hi Jimin, as you can see I'm clumsy."

His laugh is beautiful just like him, sweet airy giggles as he falls forward, one hand gripping the counter for support while he covers his mouth with the other and you've been told that you have a good sense of humor but in this moment you're so proud of yourself for making Jimin laugh.

Conversation flows easily from there on as you both talk about anything and everything, your jobs, families, friends. You learn that Jimin is a trained contemporary dancer who owns his dance studio downtown and is planning to open more while his friend Jungkook, who is now dancing with a handsome man, his tattooed arm wrapped around the guy's waist, is a gym trainer.

"That explains how effortlessly and beautifully you were dancing." You reply, taking a sip of your martini.

"Yeah, I had a feeling you liked it, I could feel your eyes on me." Jimin replies, circling his index finger on the rim of his whiskey glass, warm chocolate brown eyes locked on yours.

"I– I–" You gulp, heart hammering in your chest, trying to think of a reply.

"It's okay, I like being watched." He whispers as his gaze falls down to your lips.

Fast forward to some hot makeout in the deserted club hallway as you hold onto his sequined denim jacket for dear life while his mouth devours you, his hands gently cupping your breasts through the fabric of your dress.

"Not gonna lie, I've been thinking about your lips all night long, been wanting to kiss you so bad." Jimin mumbles softly between the heated kisses.

"Me too." You mumble, breathing uneven.

His mouth then moves down to your neck, nipping your pulse point. The moans leaving your mouth are needy but you really don't care at this point as your hands run over his chest, fingertips feeling his smooth skin and abs through the netted fabric of his vest and you catch a glimpse of his tattoo, Nevermind inked on his ribs.

You pull him up for a kiss, your fingers tangling themselves in his soft hairs, his tongue diving into your mouth for a taste hungrily, his lips tasting of whiskey and strawberries and you just can't have enough of it, gently biting on his plush lower lip as Jimin groans and presses you harder against the wall, evidence of his arousal pressing against your stomach as he pins your hands above your head, deepening the kiss.

His hands rake over your voluptuous body, memorizing every curve and dip, your head feels like it's stuffed with cotton as you whisper, "wanna taste you so bad."

You both pull back from the need of oxygen in your lungs, breathing in deeply and Jimin gently touches your cheek, his chocolate orbs locked into yours.

"You're sure? Please know that we don't have to do anything. And it's your birthday, you should be the one receiving pleasure, baby."

You touch his hand that's resting on your cheek with a soft smile, basking in the warmth of his touch. The deserted hallway is a bit cold but Jimin keeps you warm.

"Yes, I am sure. Now please, let me suck your cock." You innocently bat your eyelashes at him and he pulls you to himself, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, all teeth and tongue.

And here you are, on your knees in a club restroom while above you, Jimin pulls the zipper of his jeans down and help him pull it down all the way to his ankles, from the obvious bulge in his snug briefs he's already half hard and bucks slightly when you palm him.

"Already so worked up for me hm?"

Reaching out for his briefs, you pull them down as well, his cock springing free and nothing in this world could have prepared you for this.

Jimin is huge, both in length and girth. His cock stands half mast and is already covering half of your face, the mushroom tip is flushed red, precum pearling at the slit, veins running down the thick circumference.

Your mouth is already watering at the sight of him yet you want to savor it, to take your own time, your palm wraps around his length giving it a few experimental strokes and it swells under your touch. Curious and eager for his taste, your tongue flicks around the slit, tasting his salty slightly bitter precum as Jimin's hips buck again.

Leaning in, you gently pull the fabric of his vest up and press a kiss to his stomach as Jimin takes in a shaky breath, your lips trail down his stomach to his cock leaving feather-like kisses, reaching the tip and kissing it too.

You look up at him, the need to be stuffed full of his cock raging inside you, "Don't hold back." As your lips part and you take the head of his cock inside your mouth, his taste filling up your taste buds.

Jimin curses as the warmth of your mouth envelopes him, it's been a while.

You suckle at the head gently at first, testing waters, trying to gauge what he likes and the way his head falls back on the wall with a soft thud, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he curses breathily, he's clearly liking it a LOT.

You've always preferred your partners to be as vocal during sex as you are and Jimin is exactly that, you suck him in harder, licking a thick stripe from the base to tip as you feel him hardening in response to your simulation.

But you wanted more. More, more, more, until your mouth is stuffed full of his cock, until the only taste you remember is his, loosening your jaw, you swallow more of him, bobbing your head, taking him in deeper each time and relaxing your throat when you feel him hit the back, a moan falling out from your lips, Jimin is now fully erect.

Your head dips forward needily, until his whole cock is enveloped in your mouth, saliva dribbling down your chin and tears starting to pool in the corner of your eyes. His whole body stiffens momentarily, labored breaths giving away to breathy moans, "Baby.." his fingers enclose around your hair and you feel the first tug.

It spurs you on, desire crashing in your veins as you pull halfway back on his length and then inch forward again, lips wrapping around his mushroom tip, sucking harshly as Jimin's hold tightens in your hair while your tongue laps greedily at his slit, tasting him.

Rhythmically you bob your head, tongue flattening and curling along the underside of his shaft, licking the tip. Now the soft breathy moans tapered away to loud ones rolling from Jimin, his body reacting beautifully to you, fluid and exquisite like water.

The tenderness with which Jimin holds the side of your face makes your heart skip a beat, his fingers gently wiping off the drool around your chin, thumbing away the tears in your eyes. His hand then moves to the back of your head right beside his other hand and grips a fistful of hair, this tug harder than the previous one.

You moan as Jimin tugs at your hair again with the other hand this time, his hips buck and he slowly pushes halfway in before pulling back out, finding a rhythm, your eyes lock with Jimin's as he watches you through half lidded eyes, brown irises swirling with want.

Hollowing your cheeks, you continue taking him deep as his hips pick a faster pace, "Ffuucckk…" Jimin curses, tugging at your hair harder causing you to whimper. You pull back from his cock with a lewd pop and now use your hands, one to stroke his length and the other to massage his balls, all the while your lips suckle at the tip.

"Babyy.. fuuckkk.." He moans again.

"This feels so.. so fucking good.."

"Yeah?" You smirk, "So glad you're loving it, Daddy."

You freeze realizing what you've just said, Jimin obviously heard it too from the way his eyes flick with confusion. Well, you've always had a tiny little daddy kink, oh who are you kidding? You've always had daddy kink being the power bottom that you are, some of your partners liked it, some of them not so much and you definitely hadn't intended to call Jimin, Daddy on your very first encounter but it just happened, seeing how much your hands and mouth drove him to pleasure, his beautiful features contorted in arousal, him calling you baby, the word sounding so sinful and sweet from his lips.

"What did you just call me?"

"I– I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable–" You aren't able to complete as Jimin speaks again.

"What did you just call me, babygirl?"

"Da– Daddy…" a thrill runs through your body.

The next moment you feel his fingers tightening around your hair, guiding your mouth back to his cock and you comply, taking him in. The thrust of his hips is harsher this time and you feel him hit the back of your throat as he holds you there, making you gag around him.

"So beautiful.." Jimin's voice drops to a rich, husky note as he gently caresses the bulge of your cheek from deepthroating his cock, he releases his grip on your hair a little and thrusts up again, his hips moving in a faster, rougher pace.

Whimpers escape your throat, vibrating around his length and you stable yourself by gripping his muscular thighs, tears falling down your cheeks.

"Doing so good babygirl. Wanna fuck that pretty mouth of yours all night long." Jimin praises you, watching his spit slick dick disappear into the warm cavern of your mouth as he fucks your throat, his words and the jolt of pleasure running straight to your core causing you to mewl around his cock.

"You like that don't you? You like when Daddy fucks that pretty mouth of yours?" Jimin growls through clenched teeth and you nod, teary eyed.

"Your mouth feels so.. so fucking good baby..." Jimin continues burying his length in deep, harder and then pulls back from your mouth, a thin trail of spit connecting his cock head to your lips and it pops as he strokes his length.

"Want me to cum on you?" He asks, bottom lip trapped between his teeth, siren eyes laced with desire as he strokes himself faster, his orgasm approaching, you nod, licking your lips.

"Where do you want my load babygirl? On your boobies or on your tongue?"

You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out, "Shit. Shit. Shiittt.." he curses.

Two or three more strokes are all it takes for Jimin to tip over the edge, head falling back, plump lips part open as his hot cum spurts from the tip and you take it all in, his salty, slightly bitter, sweet taste enveloping your taste buds, some of it gets on your face and some drips down from the corners of your mouth but you lick it all clean and open your mouth again to show him his seed before swallowing it.

"That was the best birthday gift I've ever had, thank you Daddy." You manage to speak, your voice hoarse from all the fucking and moaning as you place a kiss on the tip of Jimin's cock and tuck him back in.

Jimin's strong arms wrap around you, picking you up as his lips meet yours in a passionate kiss and he groans, licking into your mouth, tasting himself on you.

He then places soft kisses on your cheeks, nose, eyes and finally forehead as he places you on the washroom countertop, moving away a bit to grab tissues for the both of you.

"So.." He says as he gently cleans your face with a tissue, "how about we ditch this place, go back to my apartment and watch a cute rom-com with some snacks, instant ramen and hot chocolate? We'll cuddle, share slow, lingering kisses."

"Sounds perfect. But I might need to get a change of clothes from my apartment." You smile, running your fingers through his hair.

"You can wear mine, I have a spare set of hoodie and pajamas, then tomorrow we'll celebrate your birthday, I'll take you out on a date."

"I would love that."

You lips find Jimin's as he holds your face in his hands, the kiss tender and sweet.

"Think you can fuck my tits next?" You ask as you both walk out of the club, hand in hand after saying your goodbyes to your friends.

Jimin looks at you, wide eyed and flushed cheeks, making you giggle as you lean in to kiss his cheek, when he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around your waist, lips mere inches away from each other.

"Yes babygirl, I can. But before that, your birthday present awaits." He replies huskily, fingers stealthily tiptoeing around your arousal.

"Happy Birthday Baby."

©jooniescaffe

drown in your body; m | jjk

pairing: werewolf!jungkook x human!reader

rating: 18+

word count: 6.1k

genre: alpha!jk, werewolf au, smut, friends to lovers

warnings: dom!jk, sub!reader, dirty talk, groping, spanking, name calling (bitch) fingering, oral (f receiving), impreg/breeding kink, possessiveness, jk is massive, knotting, multiple orgasms, slight choking

summary: You're ovulating - and oblivious to it - and Jungkook, the best friend he is, wants to protect you. But because you're a brat and never listen anyway, you do the exact opposition of what Jungkook advised you to do... And somehow it all ends up with Jungkook fucking you.

a/n: i may have listened to 'drown' by baekhyun while writing this heheee 🤭

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Jungkook is your best friend.

But as much as you love your best friend, sometimes - maybe a little bit more than only sometimes - your love is equally freighted with hate.

You just don't know why he's acting so haughty sometimes and thinks that whatever nonsense spills out of his mouth is the best and right thing to do. Well, he is a werewolf - an alpha werewolf to state it correctly - but still, it's not like Jungkook and you aren't friends since you both were little, so Jungkook is undoubtedly aware of that you don't care whatever alpha male shit he is confronting you with.

Take for example this situation right now - Jungkook is pulling that stupid alpha shit on you, behaving like he knows everything better and has to take care of you like you're his younger sister and ew, that perception is just  gross.

,,But I want to come with you," you pout, eyebrows stubbornly furrowed.

,,I don't care," Jungkook simply answers, pushing your hand away that you stretched out to straighten his bangs.

You huff at his annoyed attitude and turn around to open your dorm room with your keys. ,,Why can't I come?" you ask, still not understanding why he doesn't want you to come to the party.

Jungkook picked you up from your late afternoon class and walked you to your dorm. When you asked him if he had something planned for today he said he was going to the party later and of course you asked if you could join him, but to your surprise he rejected you. Without a reason. Jungkook thinks he's being all protective - over what you don't know, because you've been with him to a lot of parties already - but to you he talked gibberish for the past ten minutes while you walked to your dorm and not one single reasonable sentence came out of him.

You turn around when the door opens, pushing the it wider so Jungkook can come in, but he is just standing in front of the entrance, not indicating to follow you inside.

,,You're not coming inside?"

,,I told you that I would go over to the frat house," Jungkook retorts, perplexing you.

,,The party won't start until a few hours though."

,,I know, but the boys and I are gonna meet there now."

,,Okay, then I'll come over later."

Jungkook flares his nostrils, trying to calm himself with taking a deep breath. ,,Why is it so hard for you to just obey me when I tell you something?"

,,What the hell, Jungkook? I'm not your bitch that you can boss around." Normally Jungkook had more patience with you than he has now - though you're behaving like a brat for the most of times - and doesn't let his anger overcome him.

,,It's better for you if you stay home today, y/n," he says calmer, your reaction telling him that he may have been too rough with you.

You roll your eyes. ,,What kind of bullshit is that? You know, just- just tell me if you don't want to have me around, Jungkook."

,,When did I say that? Stop putting words into my mouth, y/n."

,,It certainly feels that way."

,,But really, do you think just because we're best friends we have to be with each other all the time?"

,,So you're admitting that the only reason you don't want me to come is because you don't want me around because you want some alone time with your friends? Am I too clingy for you?" You arch an eyebrow, pretending to sound accusatory, but inside you're supposition that you have of your friendship is crumbling under uncertainty as you take Jungkook's words into consideration.

Are you really clingy? Are you not letting him have time with his friends, because your practically occupying his whole free time? You never thought about this, it never hit your mind that Jungkook could find your annoying or clingy, because he never implied anything when he was with you. You both grew up like this though, always being with each other, literally almost always spending the night over at each others places.

However, right now everything seems quite the opposite.

,,I didn't say that," Jungkook tries to clarify, but it doesn't sound convincing.

,,Sure you didn't."

Jungkook is visibly piqued at your persistent doubts that you exhibit towards him, but you don't care about how your words are affecting him, because your focus is on defending yourself and not letting him treat you like this - he's your best friend after all, he shouldn't be out here treating you like your his bitch that he can command.

,,Stop fucking acting like this," Jungkook says, clenching his jaw.

,,Yeah your right, sorry for wanting to spent some time with you. Your friends are probably waiting for you," you retort pertly. You don't give him a chance to reply anything to you as you shut the door right in front of his face. A triumphant feeling bubbles inside of you, though it might seem a bit childish, but you don't care.

,,Y/n," he growls from the other side, but you just turn on your heels and enter your kitchen to eat something. Food seems much more important than an annoying Jungkook who can't keep his stupid alpha behaviour under control.

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A few hours later you're at the frat house.

Though Jungkook told you to not visit, his reasons - were there even any reasons? - were inscrutable, so you didn't give a damn about what he said to you and decided to come over anyways.

You're not aware of where Jungkook is, but that shouldn't matter because you're not here because of him. You're here to have fun and no to meet Jungkook.

After you get yourself a drink there's already a guy - named Hoseok - who approached you and starts a conversation with you. You know that he's a werewolf, he's in a few of your classes but you never really talked to him. Most werewolfs get scared off by the heavy alpha smell that always lingers on you - the outcome of being with Jungkook 24/7. The students here didn't dare to hit on you-sometimes even too afraid of approaching you to just talk to you. They either smell the alpha scent on you or they're aware of Jungkook and you being close, so they decide for the safer option and don't reach out to you. You have some friends, most of them female though, and making new friends was getting harder every day.

However, you're surprised that the usual keeping distance from you doesn't apply for today, because lots of people approach you and try to get your attention.

You're currently in the middle of talking to Jimin, when someone clears his throat beside you. You gasp in shock and turn your head to be met with Jungkook's brown orbs, already staring at you. A perfectly shaped eyebrow is arched and his buff arms are folded in front of him.

Jungkook seems to be...angry. And to call his impression to be angry was an understatement. He looked...Yeah, you don't even know how to describe it, because Jungkook never looked at you like that. He never seemed to be angry at you - well, yes, sometimes over petty things, but not to that extent - and you simply are at loss of words.

His tongue is prodding at the insides of his mouth and if it wasn't for the furious expression he grants you with, you would have concentrated on his hotness and fantasised about what else his tongue is able to do. Jungkook looks so utterly beguiling when he is angry, but not when his rage is pointed at you.

It didn't take long for Jungkook to notice that you're somewhere in this dwelling - despite him explicitly telling you not to come, but of course you still came over since your whole entity exudes brattiness so it's no wonder that you didn't listen to his demand - and it also didn't take a lot of time for him to make out your exact location - the house is practically getting drowned in your scent.

,,What are you doing here?" Jungkook asks, his gaze fully locked on yours and not even sparing a glance at Jimin - who's slowly taking little steps to the side to get away from Jungkook and the scene that's about to unravel...

,,I don't think that's any of your business."

Jungkook scoffs, shaking his head.

,,You are so stupid, aren't you?"

,,Just leave me alone. I'm not even here with you, so have fun with your friends," you say and want to brush him off and walk to the living room, but Jungkook grabs your wrist and doesn't let you go.

,,Where do you think you're going?" he asks with his deep voice.

,,Away from you," you answer and try to wiggle his hand off your wrist, but he doesn't budge.

,,Being with me is probably gonna be the safest now," he grumbles and suddenly he starts walking, dragging you along with him.

You're out of the frat house, walking down the street and you're so confused as to why he reacted like that. Sure, you ignored his words from earlier, but dragging you out of the fucking frat house? That was too much.

,,What is wrong with you Jungkook?!"

He turns around, eyes big and full with anger.

,,What's wrong with me? Really?"

You knit your eyebrows together. ,,You're fucking towing me out of the party like I'm some five year old kid. Get your shit together, Jungkook!" you almost scream at him and your thankful that nobody is around.

,,Why don't you get your shit together? Why are you fucking blaming me?!"

,,What are you taking about?" you ask confused, Jungkook makes absolutely no sense today.

,,Didn't your parents teach you this, y/n?" Jungkook hisses, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.

,,Teach me what?" you obliviously ask.

,,That you shouldn't be walking around horny frat boy werewolfs with no care in the world when you are fucking fertile!"

Blink.

...

Lips parting you try to get a coherent sentence out of you, but no words spill out of your mouth - just silence hanging between the two of you, his chide completely threw you off.

You absolutely did not expect this. How could you though? (Perhaps if you would keep track of your fertility, but documenting your period on the app on your phone was already annoying enough so you never cared about anything else. Stupid you.)

,,I- I didn't know...," you say abashed.

,,Of course you didn't know." Jungkook's voice is still laced with irritation, he tries to suppress the growing anger inside him, but it doesn't work. Your intoxicating smell is fully wrapped around him, even stronger than when he picked you up from your classes earlier this day. And the fact that you didn't listen to him - didn't listen to his demand though the only purpose of everything he does is to protect you - infuriates him so much.

Sometimes Jungkook really asked himself how he was able to stay with you for so long, because your impish attitude gave him a hard time for hundredths of times already. But the simply answer to that is love. His love that is allocated for you ebbs every annoying thing away, lets it crumble into something meaningless and reminds him about his deep feelings for you, because no matter how tough it is with you sometimes - Jungkook would do everything for you. He'd do everything to meet all of your desires and arouse that sweet little smile that you flash him every time you're fond of his actions.

The simplicity of love surprised him sometimes. The simple way of having such intense feeling for someone that bewitch him into not hesitating for anything he does for you, never spending a second thought about his actions - as long as it pertains your welfare he would do anything to make you happy. But that's what love does to you, Jungkook thinks. And if that's what being in love with you is like, Jungkook would never get tired of it. Making you happy is the equivalent to making Jungkook happy.

,,Let's just get you home. Your smell was giving everyone a hard time back there," Jungkook says, voice finally calm - though it sounded strained.

Usually when you're ovulating Jungkook tries to be as close to you as possible, allowing no other male person to have any intrusive thoughts and thinking about approaching you. He also makes sure to stay either at your or his place when your scent is the strongest. Throughout the whole procedure of keeping you away from horny werewolfs - whom primal insticts would get the better hand of them if it wasn't for Jungkook protecting you - it was excruciatingly painful to be with you when the aroma of your fertile pussy is flying in the air. But he always kept his itching finger away from you. As long as you don't have a partner to do this job for him, he would be the one keeping you safe. (Though you being in a relationship with someone would probably not change anything about his constant need of protecting you and making sure that you're okay.)

You still have a hard time adjusting to the fact that you came over to the frat house, getting surprised by all the boys suddenly approaching you, but now you know that they only hit you up because you are ovulating, which finally brings some sense into the atypical situation.

,,But let's keep some distance between us. It's hard to hold back," Jungkook confesses. He pondered about saying this, but he wants you to know that your ovulating indeed has consequences that are also affecting him.

You weren't prepared for his sudden admission - yes, he is a werewolf, you know that, but you didn't think he would openly confess that your current that effects him. Nevertheless, you like it. You like having the knowledge of him having a difficult time because of you. Because there's an elusive desire in him and you're the cause of it. It would be a lie if you would say that you didn't relish in the feeling of having that power over him, which also leads you to feel more confident, causing a questions to pop up inside your mind.

You take a step closer to Jungkook, reducing the desirable between you, despite of what Jungkook said a minute ago.

Your heart drums inside your chest, your lungs tightening and effecting your steady breathing. Desperately you try to calm your nerves, knowing that Jungkook can hear your heartbeat, is able to notice your whole change in your demeanour, but you don't succeed with your attempt and rather flood your body with more excitement.

Regardless of his skills and the knowledge of the obvious exhilaration that builds up in you, Jungkook stays quite and waits for your answer. He won't dare to cross a line and put you off - you're way too precious for him.

,,What if I don't want you to hold back?"

Your words add more tension in the already buzzing air, holding so much power in them.

,,What if I want you to fuck me?"

,,Y/n...," he warns.

Maybe you would've felt insecure after that insensible answer to your confession, but his lust filled eyes tell you enough to make you doubtless - facilitated even, because for how long did you hide your crush on Jungkook now? (you clearly remember the day when Jungkook joined the baseball team in school and suddenly his body became all buff and big, his usual adorable look vanishing and being replaced with something so manly and attractive that made all the girls in school gush over him. And maybe his bulkier body and the confidence he gained through all the attention that he got - though a lot of people already had a crush on him before that - provoked the crush you developed on him.)

,,I mean it, Jungkook."

,,You don't know what you're getting yourself into," he tries to alert you, wanting to let you know that once you both would get started he won't be able to urge his primal instincts back.

Again you step closer to him, wrapping your hands around his neck and trailing your eyes over his soft lips, the wait trail that his tongue left there a second ago glistening under the glow of the moon that is high up in the sky.

Jungkook can't stop himself, the close proximity of your body instantly drawing him to your neck and he nuzzles his face into your soft skin, your aroma hitting his nostrils and he growls against your skin.

,,I want you," you whisper.

Oh God. How long had Jungkook waited to hear these words from you? He wants you for so many years now, the desire to stuff you full of his cock has been inside him for too long.

And when you start placing soft little smooches on his neck, it's over for Jungkook. He won't be able to resist you this time.

,,You're absolutely sure?"

,,Aren't you literally able to smell how wet I am right now?"

,,No, because your fucking fertile cunt outweighs every other smell," Jungkook snarls, his eyes twinkling in a light red colour as his primal instincts to breed you right then and there get the better hand of him.

And that's how you end up in Jungkook's bed - both your bodies left with just your underwear - only a few minutes after.

He's pinning you down, his big and muscular body caging you under him, his lips hungrily moving against yours and tangling his tongue with you. It's messy and fast and uncoordinated, but as long as it's Jungkook, everything feels amazing.

While his mouth trails down to your jawline his hand cups your tit, squeezing the soft flesh before harshly tugging your bra down and tweaking your already hard nipple. You whine at the pleasurable plain, your whine turning into a moan when he starts sucking your neck and soon slightly sinks his teeth into your skin. Jungkook soothes his bites with his tongue, placing a few reassuring kisses before he moves on.

He fully neglects your tits as he ducks down, he would worship your body more, but right now there's just one place that he wants to be and that's your fertile little pussy. His whole mind is clouded just because of your addicting smell and he can't prolong his craving any longer.

He settles himself between your open legs, discarding your wet panties in one swift motions. Your leaking pussy is just a few centimetres away from his mouth. Jungkook sniffs at your pussy, taking long and deep breaths through his nose to devour the whiff of your fertility.

,,Fuck, you're pussy is so ready to get filled with cum, isn't it?" he asks, his index finger gliding over your cunt. Jungkook bites his lip when he takes the sight of your sticky arousal on his finger in, pulling his digit away to see how long the string of your arousal will go. ,,Fucking look at this." He's so mesmerised by your pussy, his eyes trained on your wetness. His other hand roughly squeezes your thigh, his fingers digging into you flesh. Jungkook sucks his digit clean before pushing both of your thighs up. ,,Hold them up," he instructs and you immediately comply, bending your legs and holding them to your chest.

Jungkook dives right in, his mouth sucking and slurping on your juices, completely surprising you with his tempo. His wicked tongue darts out, rapidly toying with your clit while moans and whimpers spill out of you. His ministrations only cause your pussy to get wetter and wetter, but Jungkook is quick to drink it all down, desperately searching for all your juices that you can offer him.

His hands sneak up to your tits, fondling with the straps of your bra before impatience overcomes him when he can't seem to get the fabric away to see your beautiful full breasts in their full splendour, so he rips your bra into two pieces, throwing both of them away.

,,What the fuck, Jungkook?" you manage to say, suppressing a moan.

,,I'll buy you a new one," he mumbles against your core. Though you're really mad at him, you can't pretend like Jungkook murmuring words against your pussy with his deep voice isn't turning you on.

,,Don't think you will tho," you retort, eyebrows furrowed as you feel the blood inside you sizzle in pleasure.

,,Want me to take you to Victoria Secret tomorrow? I'll get you everything you want, baby."

Oh fuck. Just the thought of Jungkook pampering you with sexy lingerie only excites you.

,,I'd fucking love to."

Jungkook hums against your core, the vibrations of his low tone sending another wave of arousal through you and you're so close to coming undone.

,,Now shush, I'm gonna make you cum now." His big hands knead your tits, fingers grazing over your buds before teasingly pulling them. You whine and moan and shake beneath Jungkook, everything he's doing feels so great.

His mouth latches onto your clit, sucking at your bundle of nerves at the same time as he plunges two fingers inside you. You moans when he starts moving his digits inside you, expertly crooking them and finding you sweet spot within seconds.

,,Oh!" you moan loud.

Jungkook looks up at you, enjoying the view of your beautiful face twisted into pure euphoria.

,,Gonna cum now," you warn him.

Jungkook hums again, the vibrations completely sending you off and throwing you into another dimension. You roll your eyes, your fingers digging into the back of your thighs. The motions of his fingers stop and your pussy starts grinding on its own on Jungkook's face, riding your high out as Jungkook cleans your cum smeared folds up, licking your sticky cunt clean before he withdraws himself and his fingers from it. You let go from the grip on your legs and they fall limb on Jungkook's bed.

,,That was so goddamn hot," he whispers kissing his way up to your face.

You're still panting crazily, but that doesn't stop you from wanting more.

,,You're gonna fuck me now?"

,,Such a fucking bitch," he curses. ,,You're really desperate to get bred by me, aren't you? You want me to fill you up so good and full of cum, huh?"

,,Shit, yes. Yes, Jungkook."

You notice his glance to your pussy and then to his night stander where his condoms probably are.

,,I have an IUD," you tell him before he's able to ask. He nods, and kisses you briefly before he pulls his briefs down, throwing the fabric across his room. Then he sits back on his heels, stroking his hard dick in slow movements.

Jungkook is huge. You'd already fantasised about his big size, but you never imagined it to be this massive.

You bite finger while your thought, captivated by his enormous length.

You're a bit intimidated by Jungkook's size and he immediately picks up on your hesitance, reassuring you with soft spoken words and loving strokes on your body.

,,We can stop right now, but once I get inside you I can't promise to be gentle," he truthfully informs you, giving you the opportunity to back out, but you're way too turned on right now to not allow Jungkook to fuck you hard and deep just like you need it.

,,No, I want this. Want your cock inside me and filling me with your cum. Please." Your voiced is laced in desperation and longing for his cock and Jungkook wouldn't let you pass another minute without his dick stuffed inside your tight pussy.

,,You want me to breed you so fucking bad, huh? You're so filthy." He bores his fingers into your hip, his mind fully misted over with your suffocated scent and his primal instincts to fuck his pups inside you. In the next second Jungkook flips you over, holding your hips up and you naturally steady yourself on your elbows, arching your back for him. 

He glides his cock over your slick folds, his tip gathering every bit of your juices that stick on your pussy. After he lubricated your entrance with your wetness, he nudges his tip slowly in, hands grazing over your sides to calm your senses as he plunges his length deeper inside you, leisurely sinking into your heat till he's fully buried in your warm core. You weren't aware of the breath you were holding in, but when his whole cock deep inside you, you let out a shaky wheeze.

,,What a beautiful bitch you are. Taking my cock so well," Jungkook praises and your insides flutter at his comment.

Jungkook presses soft kisses over your spine, continuing to pamper your body with gentleness before he would start fucking you like he truly wants, but at the same time his affectionate gestures allow him to calm himself down, suppressing the zeal that is going to overtake his body once he makes sure of your wellbeing.

,,You can move now, Gguk," you say, a little moan escaping your mouth after feeling him shuffle behind you and his length mildly moving inside.

Jungkook bottoms out, only letting the tip in before he thrusts forward again, moaning in unison when your tight walls are wrapped around his thick member. Just when Jungkook gracefully moves into you, he knows that he won't be able to control his animalistic behaviour, your tight pussy feels too good to let him have a sober mind.

He has no patience to build up a fast rhythm by going slow at first, Jungkook has to fuck you hard and deep, he wants to make you both cum and spill his seed inside you and let everyone smell his cum on you. He wants everyone to know that your his and no one else's.

You whimper, his cock stretching you out so delicately and reaching spots that no one else ever touched.

,,You like getting fucked like this, don't you?" His condescending tone sends shivers down your spine, making your body scream for more. And Jungkook is good in giving you more, his pace evolves into a more rapid and ferocious one, letting you think of nothing but his cock ramming inside you. ,,Answer me, bitch," he demands.

,,Y-yes, love it. Love it so much, Jungkook," you mewl.

,,Who am I?" he asks though gritted teeth, intently waiting for your answer.

,,Jungkook." You know that this probably wasn't the answer he wanted to coax out of you, but your mind is too busy with dealing with the unceasing pleasure that rushes through.

,,Wrong," he tsks, his hand harshly landing on your ass. You hiss at the sting, mind searching for what Jungkook wants to hear, but you can't come up with something.

,,I'm your alpha, you hear me? I'm your fucking alpha and you're my little bitch." Jungkook spanks you again before gripping your ass with both his hands.

,,You're my alpha, I'm yours, I belong to you," you frantically pant and blurt these words out, but you really mean them - they're not just trivial words you say to make him feel better. You belong to Jungkook, it has never been otherwise.

,,That's right. Your alpha is gonna breed you, hm? I'm gonna shoot my cum into your womb and fuck you till your full with my pups. You would love that, wouldn't you?

,,Fuck, yes. Wanna carry your babies," you moan. Your elbows give in and you press your cheek against Jungkook's bed. He groans when the images of you being big and round fill his mind and Jungkook loves it, he adores the thought of everyone knowing that your his and he's yours so fucking much.

,,Everyone's gonna know that your mine, that your round and full with my pups," he growls lowly.

They already know that Jungkook and you belong to each other - and Jungkook is fully aware of that too because he purposefully scents you every time your both have to go somewhere without one another.

Jungkook leans over, nuzzling his face on the juncture between shoulder and neck.

,,Smell so fucking good," he mumbles, low pants filling your ears and clouding your mind.

The familiar knot magnifies inside you again and you clutch the sheets, knuckles going white because of the tight hold.

,,You're gonna cum, aren't you? You're gonna cum for your alpha." Jungkook draws back again, his gaze locked on you ass jiggling due to the harsh snaps of his hips and reveling in the sounds of your slick pussy getting pounded by his cock.

You nod hastily nod, the tight feeling inside high approaching fast and clogging your mind with thoughts of finally experienced your high that you seek for so desperately,

The constantly sprouting wave finally threatens to erupt with a sudden intensity. And when it ultimately does, it shatters your body into profound delectation, your whole body shuddering as it overflows with pleasure that you've never felt before.

Jungkook's boundless lunges into your pulsating heat let you see scintillating stars when your eyes screw shut, little whimpers and whines leaving your mouth.

,,Fuuckk, that's right. Cum on my cock like the good little bitch you are," he groans, watching how you nuzzles your face further into his mattress and muffling your loud moans. He slides his hands across your sides, giving you a few affectionate strokes.

Tears prick in your eyes, your head comfortable laying on the sheets and your cheek pressed snugly on it. Your heart thunders inside your chest. Your whole body felt drained and tired but at the same time you never felt so much delight and euphoria fill your body, your toes curling at all the overwhelming feelings that flooded your body all at once.

,,Shit, your pussy is so tight baby. So greedy to milk everything out of me," Jungkook curses and one hand crashes against your ass, coaxing a whine out of you. ,,I'm gonna breed you - fuck, I'm gonna fill you up with my cum."

Jungkook opts for really hard thrusts now, your body jolting forwards as he does, but he instantly pulls your back by your hips, having a secure grip on holding your body firmly on your spot.

,,You're my dirty little bitch aren't you? Only mine - you're my bitch, right?"

,,Uh-huh, I'm yours - I'm your bitch," you retort with a tired voice, but his current state rubs off on you, slowly coaxing you out of your little bubble and shooting fire inside you again.

Your answer gets Jungkook more of. He ducks down again, one hand wrapping around your throat and squeezing his fingers around your sweaty skin. Jungkook is lost inside your body, absolutely lost in the way your fertile cunt was spasming around him and trying to milk him out.

,,Want me to breed you? Do you want me to fuck my pups into you?" he pants, his digits pushing further into you throat.

,,Please Jungkook, please fill me up," you beg, tilting your head so you're able to look at him. And fuck, you've never seen him that gorgeous before. His dampened curly hair hangs on his forehead, his whole body covered in a layer of sweat, some droplets streaming down his neck and his temple. Eyebrows scrunched together and his lips secured in his teeth, his jolts get sloppier the closer he gets to his climax.

,,I'm so fucking close," he mutters and draws closer to slightly bites down your shoulder.

,,Breed me, Jungkook. Breed me till I'm swollen with your pups inside me."

Your words spur him on, a deep animalistic growl leaving his mouth before you feel him painting your clenching walls white, shooting his cum so deep inside you that you feel it spurting past your cervix. Jungkook's cock twitches inside you a few times and he lets out a deep moan, continuing slow strokes till he completely stops.

Not soon after that the base of his cock starts swelling, stretching your even wider as his size grows bigger. A few more spurts of his cum squirts inside you. You whine at the new feeling, squirming beneath him.

,,Shh, it's fine, baby," he soothes you, slowly guiding both your bodies on your sides when his knot infatuated to its full size.

A few tears roll down your cheeks and Jungkook quickly swipes them away with his thumb, cupping your cheek and placing a soft smooch on your nose.

,,You did so well, baby," Jungkook whispers, combing his fingers through your hair. ,,So well." His gentle voice pacifies you, lulling your pain away.

,,I love you." Your sudden confession makes him stop with his comforting strokes on your hair. He's searching for something in your eyes - he doesn't know that exactly he is looking for, but just something that indicates that your just playing with him and not meaning the three little words that you just said. But Jungkook finds nothing in your eyes, except for the mesmerising sparkle and the usual fondness that Jungkook always notices when you look at him.

Of course nothing had changed from the look of your eyes - you're gaze looks the same as ever, you were always looking at him with full love expressed in your eyes, because you are in love with Jungkook for years now.

,,I love you," Jungkook retorts, his tone soft.

You flesh him your cutest smile ever, nose lightly crunching up.

,,Say it again," he says.

,,I love you."

,,Again."

You giggle. ,,I love you."

Jungkook pulls himself closer to you, pressing his forehead against yours.

,,Again," he mumbles against your lips.

,,I lov-" before you can finish he captures your lips into a kiss, moving his lips in languid fashions over yours. Your tummy tickles, shivers run down your spine, mind clouded with his loving touches and his sweet confession.

The realisation that you got laid by your best friend sinks in only now. Your childhood friend - your long-time crush fucked you and on top of that he reciprocates your feelings. What a life. Is this what the main characters in books and movies feel like?

You both were so caught up in kissing each other that you both didn't notice how his cock slipped out of you and how a tiny mess of cum is now sticking on his bed sheets. You want Jungkook again, the sudden confessions and the passionate kisses are making you thirsty for him.

,,Again" - you push your upper body up, grazing his abs seductively - ,,Please fuck me again," your beautiful voice whispers.

Jungkook is bemused for a second, taking into consideration how your body must feel utterly fatigued after what you both have done - especially after Jungkook's untamed animalistic behaviour - it is absurd how fast you want to go again. He thought you were done for the night, but it seems like you have other plans.

Despite is concern about the condition of your body, Jungkook would do anything to satisfy you wishes. (and maybe he wouldn't deny your wish because he feels his softened cock growing into a boner again...)

However, before he starts getting into action again, there's one thing Jungkook wants to tell you again.

,,I love you," he repeats, watching how your eyes sparkle in delight at his confession.

,,I love you too," you beam and peck him on the lips. ,,But please make me see stars again, wanna feel you again, want you to fill me up again," you beg and bite your lip. Your ovulation is making you feel so horny and now that you have a naked Jungkook beside you it's not really helping to curb your hormones.

And with your lust filled pleads, Jungkook towers over you again and you two have lots of fun for the rest of the night, the moon accompanying you two with its glimmer shining into Jungkook's bedroom, encasing his room in a comfortable light and creating a cosy environment that envelops the both of you.

You both go for a second round and then a third round - the moonlight shining into Jungkook's bedroom a constant companion as you do the dirtiest things - and perhaps even a fourth - no, that would be too much, even for Jungkook...But maybe you did?? No, no, not possible...Or..?

Well, only Jungkook and you know everything that happened on his bed, on top of his dishevelled bed sheets, his glooming bedroom which you filled with the pent up love that you finally get to express just how you both dreamed of after hiding your admiration for so long.

Superstitions

summary: There is a superstitious belief where one can never go directly to one's home after attending a funeral unless they head elsewhere before doing so. Why? To avoid a lost soul from following you home.

pairing: ghost!jimin x fem!reader genre: spooky szn au lol, sad and fluff

warning: mentions of death

You were never one to believe in superstition or fortune telling. You always thought these were barriers set to limit an individual from doing the barest of all bare activities. You plotted it to the government trying to stop the traffic flow in the streets when officials were in a rush to attend whatever function they had to be at even if it wasn’t of any importance or simply the elders trying to control teenagers from doing bizarre shit that could embarrass the whole family.

Tonight, you’re here in a memorial home to extend your condolences to your best friend who lost her cousin to a bad brawl that didn’t really concern him in the first place. It was a matter of the wrong person in the wrong situation. Sitting there beside her wailing figure, you guessed she had missed a number of days with sleep yet she never ran out of tears to cry. Apparently she was very close with him growing up. Unfortunately the two of you were never introduced to each other but here you are paying your respects.

“He had so much going on for him. He was always good at everything,” you friend utters as she wiped away her tears.

“I’m sure he’s in a good place now with no pain,” you tried to reassure her.

She sighs deeply and shakes her head, “I just..I wish it wasn’t him. It shouldn’t have been him in the first place. They got the wrong person, Y/N”

You didn’t exactly know her pain but you understood it having dealt with losses in your life as well. When she asked you if you wanted to come forward to the casket to have a glimpse, you politely declined. There were two things you were scared of – looking at caskets and ghosts. The fallacy of unfounded beliefs never scared you except for ghosts. No matter how crazy it is to explain how they’re not real you just can’t seem to get over that fact. It still scares you shitless.

“I’m heading home now. Let me know if you need anything and I’ll come back here, alright?” You gave your friend a tight hug.

“Okay, but go have coffee somewhere before going home”

“Why?”

“You know, so spirits don’t follow you,” she rubs at her arm knowing you wouldn’t buy it.

“I know you don’t believe in any of those things but just do it to be sure,” you nodded and made your leave.

Of course you didn’t follow her advice. You were too tired from work and only went straight here because you wanted to be there for her and her family and right now, beliefs have no space in your mind let alone energy to kill time you didn’t have for the day. As soon as you got home, you went straight to your bed and called it a day. Too sleepy to be bothered with taking a shower first. You had insomnia and found that exhausting yourself usually does the trick to catch on sleep.

You woke up earlier than your alarm clock so you decided to make yourself a cup of coffee to drink while you made your way to your condo’s balcony. Your peripheral vision caught on your new neighbor who was taking in the view with a smile.

‘So that’s what my neighbor looks like’ you thought.

He turns his head towards you, almost shocked that you were also staring at him. He nods coyly at you which you returned.

“Good morning,” you greeted him.

“Oh uh yeah, hi. Good morning,” he looked like he was stunned, his face painted a lot of emotions but mostly confusion.

“I’ve never seen you come out to your balcony,” you couldn’t help but say it. In your defense, you were kind of curious.

“I’m always outside, just not here,” he shrugs.

“I’m Jimin by the way”

“Y/N. Good to finally see you, neighbor,” you raise your cup of coffee at him.

You don’t know what was happening but ever since your small interaction with him, it became so frequent that it was almost as if part of your routine. On nights when your insomnia came to visit you again, you spent long hours talking to Jimin on the balcony. The space between your railings didn’t bother the both of you. It felt nice to have sensible conversations with a stranger. It’s also a plus that Jimin was funny. Tonight was one of those nights.

“Can’t sleep?” His voice catches your attention.

“Mmm, just insomnia things,” he chuckles at your response.

“I think you should see a sleep doctor for that”

“There’s no such thing as a sleep doctor, Jimin,” you laughed but he shrugs.

“Whatever they call it, you need to see one. Missing out on sleep is bad for your health”

“It’s fine I don’t plan on living forever anyways,” he frowns.

“Hey don’t say that. A lot of people still want to live, you know?”

You didn’t mean to make it sound so dark like that but you remembered your friend’s cousin who died tragically. Suddenly, you felt guilty with what you said.

“No, like, I meant living up to 60 years old or something”

“60 is a good number,” Jimin smiles at you.

“How about you?”

He didn’t answer quickly, he just stayed silent and looked sad. “I don’t really know where life takes me but I wish not too soon,” his voice was laced with sadness and uncertainty. “There are a lot of things I still wanna do.”

“Like what?” He hesitated to answer but you were all ears. “Come on, I’ve got plenty of time to listen if you wanna go through all of it one by one”

He sighs deeply, “I still want to travel with my friends or maybe go camping with them, I wanna have my own cafe, maybe get to know you even more if time permits”

You blushed at the last sentence, “We’ve got plenty of time, Jimin.”

Jimin just smiled at you, cherishing the memories of all the nights you both spent by the balcony. He was grateful that for once in his life he met someone as amazing as you. He even thought you’d make the perfect girlfriend if only things weren’t as complicated as they were.

“Good night, Y/N. It was lovely talking to you,” he smiles at you with sad eyes. “I’m gonna miss you when I move out.”

You frowned, “You’re moving out? When? Where?”

“I’m moving in there tomorrow. I found this new place but it's not as great as this one, there’s no talkative neighbors like you there,” he bitterly chuckles.

You wanted to cry because you had grown attached to him and all the conversations you’ve shared for the last four years. Not having Jimin waiting outside by his balcony to have another late night talk about the dumbest of things would feel like a huge shift in your everyday life.

“O-oh, okay. I hope you’ll like it there,” your lips trembled but quickly turned into shock when Jimin climbed up the railings to cross over to your side.

“Jimin–”

“Hi,” he flashes a boyish grin. He cups your face with both hands, his thumbs wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks. “Thank you for talking to me, Y/N. I’m gonna miss you”

You meet his gaze with eyes still glinting, “I..I’m gonna miss you too, Jimin.”

You wrapped your arms around his waist and held him tightly. Not once have you ever shook hands with him when you greeted him the first time or the rest of the nights where all you both did were raise glasses at each other, sometimes watching each other through squinted eyes as both of you danced like a bunch of goofs on a prom night – all your interactions with him were in a distance, within arms reach yet it still seemed too fat away from each other.

This is the first time you and Jimin have finally touched each other with no space in between the two of you. You pulled him closer, taking in his scent and warmth. Strangers come and go but Jimin was the only one who made a mark in your life. He wraps his arms around your waist and squeezes you, making you giggle.

“This feels nice,” he says almost in a whisper. He looks into your eyes once more, “I always knew your eyes were a different shade of hazel”

“A different shade?”

“Yeah, when the sun hits it’s golden. When the moon kisses your face, it’s coffee with a hint of milk,” you giggled.

“A hint of w-what...the fuck?” You both laughed, still not breaking the embrace. “Uhh Jimin?”

“Mmm?”

“Would you like to stay over for the night? We could, uhm, cuddle?”

There was a long pause before he replied. He thought about it carefully before giving his answer, “Sure, why not? But I’ll have to leave early tomorrow so I won’t wake you up anymore.”

‘Well that’s sad,’ you mentally sighed but nodded nonetheless.

You curled up in his arms on the couch all through the night, surfing through countless movies from a certain ‘Best Films of All Time’ list you found online but only ending up watching three at most before you dozed off in the middle of the third movie. Jimin watched your sleeping figure, tucking away the stray hairs that curtained your face. He kissed your forehead for the last time before he slowly pulled himself away. Before he makes his exit, he makes sure to leave a sticky note by your fridge for you to read so you wouldn’t be too sad when you wake up without any sight of him.

You woke up to the sound of shuffling from the Jimin’s unit, ‘They’re probably moving all his things out now’

You slowly made your way to your door to take a peek. Your curiosity turned to surprise when you saw your best friend standing outside Jimin’s unit’s doorway, “Hey, Are we neighbors now?”

It was a relief to have a friend living next door again. You cheekily grinned at your friend but it quickly faltered when she gave you a confused look.

“I wish we were but I’m just getting my cousin’s stuff,” you cocked a brow.

“Cousin?”

“Yeah, my cousin who died four years ago. The funeral you attended.”

You were still not getting it. All you knew was Jimin was moving out to settle in his new place he says is nicer than this one.

“This is my cousin Jimin’s unit. I’m just here to help pack away his things because his parents are putting it up for sale.”

You stood there frozen, still unable to digest the information you just heard. Jimin was the cousin your friend mourned. Jimin was your neighbor who held you close last night. Jimin’s dead and it’s been for four years but you could’ve sworn you spent the last four years sharing drinks and stories with him every single night.

“I– I’m sorry, I’ll head back inside for a bit.”

Legs wobbled as you took long strides back inside your unit. Your hand covered your mouth in utter disbelief. How can he be dead when he spent the night with you here? On top of that, he didn’t even feel like he was dead. He felt like any regular person would; warm and cuddly. Your hands held onto your fridge for support only to slip, making a note fall off.

You crouched down slowly to pick up the yellow sticky note to read what was on it. Written in black ink were: Hey Y/N, I’m sorry if I’m leaving so soon. I didn’t want to see you sad again before I go. Take care alright? Love you :) - J

You couldn’t help it anymore. You bawled your eyes out at a loss that was never yours. A loss that was an open ended ending for the both of you. Your best friend hears your cries and rushes to your door, knocking profusely.

“Y/N? It’s me! Open up!”

You got up and tried to wipe your tears but to no avail; your tears were like raindrops, constantly raining down on your face. With bloodshot eyes and heaving breath, you opened the door and quickly hugged your best friend tightly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Jimin he’s–” your friend looks at you worriedly until it finally hits her.

“Y/N?”

“Y-yes?” You sniffed.

“Have you been seeing ghosts again?” you shook your head.

There were two things you were scared of – looking at caskets and ghosts. The fallacy of unfounded beliefs never scared you except for ghosts. You were born with an open third eye and interacted with them as if they were amongst the living going on with their roundabouts like they did when they were still alive. You didn’t exactly know your friend’s pain when she lost a loved one but you understood the feeling of losing people; the ghosts you’ve been friends with.

When a lost spirit marks its fourth year anniversary of wandering the world of the living, their spirit just vanishes seemingly like another death. Out of all the lost souls that were once strangers to you but you befriended – all of them came and went by their fourth year – Jimin was the only one who made a mark in your life. Ghosts aren’t so bad especially when they’re the only friends you have left when everyone else is busy with their own lives but departing from them for good is what scares you constantly.

The day you tell anyone again you still see spirits will be the last time you’re seeing one ever again.

milk!

pairing: roommate!jungkook x f. reader

genre: roommate au, fwb au, smut [18+]

summary: all you really wanted was some milk for your cereal…

wc: 834

warnings: sensitive nipples? slight somnophilia (jk’s consented to nipple play tho), uh sleepy!koo ( a whole baby okay), lots of whining, unprotected sex

a/n: thank you to whoever requested this <3

date: March 16, 2022

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