Empty Space (02) | JJK

Empty Space (02) | JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x (f.) Reader

Genre/Tags: undercover Police Officer Jungkook; angst, smut

Warnings: Blood and injury, minor character death, mentions of drug dealing, mentions of a raid, mentions of break-ins, stalking (nothing too intense), foul language, sexual content (oral, unprotected penetrative sex [please be safe!]), sex dreams, sort of ex-fwbs, police officer kink

Word count: 11.4k (twc: 19.7k)

Summary: It started as friendship, turned to a casual fuck, then ended in heartbreak. Turns out, he wasn’t who he said he was, and years later he enters your life again, forcing you to face all the emotions you’d been trying to bury.

OR Officer Jeon looks really hot in his uniform and you wish you didn’t hate him as much as you do.

A/N: I wanted to write a cop au bc I’ve been thirsting for police officer jk but my brain had to make it angst, too. So please enjoy (although my coochie may have written some parts of this fic).

Part 01, Part 02 (completed)

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It felt like an out-of-body experience - hearing the truth, taking the 3-hour train ride back to Seoul, commuting home. You don’t even know if you’ve blinked in the past 5 hours or so. 

But you’re back at your apartment, arms hugging your folded legs as you bury yourself under the covers on your couch. You’re not even crying anymore; there’s nothing left of you. 

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The Taste of Wedding Cakes (M) JJK

Baker Jungkook x Reader Final Chapter of the Gingerbread Man Series 4.8K ⋆ Smut, Slice of life, Happy Ending ⋆ Oral and penetrative sex

“How would you feel about watching Jude for a few hours?”

It was the question you thought Jungkook might never ask. Your friends sit around twiddling fingers, waiting to be asked on a date or to be a bride, but you were waiting for the big one, the invitation to babysit.

“I was wondering when you’d ask.”

“So you could help, or so you could have a gentle decline prepared?” he questions with enough lightness to play off doubt.

“So I could help, goose.” Trust was the critical ingredient for a good and lasting relationship, and no higher trust exists to Jungkook than to look after Jude.

Relief and then a new set of worries washes through Jungkook. “I took an order for a wedding cake, and I need to get it decorated. Couple hours, thought I’d check with you first.” His nervous smile comes through over the phone.

Jungkook knows it’s in the best interest of everyone to rely on Hyun and Hana less for Jude’s care. Jungkook carries a great deal of guilt over how he raises Jude, even though he does so much right and loves him more than anything in the world. You’re going to help, and he’ll have worries about that too, but right now the text sent from the bride of the lace on the bodice of her dress is too blurry for him to work from and he’s trying to work up the courage to ask her to try for a clearer one. Jungkook is going to recreate its design over the cake’s middle tier.

Getting started, Jungkook was known for his wedding cakes. They looked and tasted good, which is more difficult to find than you’d expect. Brides and guests, so impressed, said they could taste the love in it. Jungkook was pretty sure it was his trick of using a mix of boiling water and coffee last minute in the batter to deepen flavors, but he was always willing to give a nod and smile along with a fond thought for Em in his mind.

It’s why he stopped taking orders for them after she passed, afraid his bitterness would come through. It’s a big step for Jungkook to start making wedding cakes again, but it’s time, good money, and he’s in love.

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Boo! // Kim Taehyung

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the prompt: When you have time, could I request a ghost!AU with Taehyung of BTS? Where you move into a new apartment but don’t know that it’s haunted. And ghost!Tae is so ready to scare you off by pulling some horrific haunting stunt, but wait, you’re actually really cute?? And nice?? Pretty soon, you discover his existence (which explains all the weird things that have happened), so he takes to teasing you from the shadows and making your life difficult and just generally being a loveable nuisance~ Humorous everyday scenarios between you two ensue… Possibly ending with a love confession from Tae?

words: 3474

category: fluff + comedy

author note: i researched poltergeists for this and it was really scary •_• also, i want ghost!taehyung to be my best friend. enjoy!

- destinee

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Gingerbread Man (M)

An unexpected large order at Jungkook’s bakery goes a long way towards making the holidays merry and bright.

Baker Jungkook x Female Reader Smut, Fluff, Angst ⋆ 7.8K ⋆ Oral and penetrative sex, food play, reader gets glazed, JK is a widower and single dad 25 Days of Christmas: A BTS Anthology Masterlist Gingerbread Man Masterlist

Jungkook had just locked the doors when you rushed them. Your sad eyes and balled fists pressed to the glass he’ll have to reclean while mouthing “Please?” combined with how you remind him of someone causes him to reopen just for you.

“Thank you!” Storming in, you take off your slouched beanie wet with fresh snow and unwrap the long, buttery-soft cashmere scarf wound around your neck. His store smells delicious, like a good cup of coffee and fresh gingerbread.

Finding your words defrosted, you ask, “Are you the gingerbread man?” 

Jungkook’s face twists, never hearing himself referred to as that but loving it, “I guess I am.”

Jungkook makes the best in town. His recipe journal, never more than a few feet away, has pages on pages where he reworks the amounts of brown sugar and molasses to get the crispiest edges with a soft center and tests different baking times and oven temperatures down to the minute and degree. (It’s lower than you’d think, but a secret.) He keeps the gingerbread tender with a splash of vinegar in the batter and knows to never reroll the dough, planning his cookie-cutter shape strategy like a puzzle on parchment paper ahead of time. Jungkook likes to plan.

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Talk. Pt.1

Summary: Finals week is kicking your ass, thank goodness you have a friend to help you relieve some stress. It’s a great arrangement, as long as no one finds out… as long as you don’t catch feelings. What could go wrong?

Rating: MATUREEEEE 18+

Pairings: Reader/Taehyung (well…they’ll get there. Eventually) Seokjin/OC”Rae” Hoseok/OC”Mina”, appearances by all our precious boys of course. 

Genre: Angst-Smut-Fluff, Idiots to Lovers, College AU, slow burn

Warnings: Swearing, sex stuff, oral (female receiving) doggy style, creampie if you squint, a very awkward fist bump.

Word Count: 2,924

A/N: This is my first multi-chapter fic, I’m really excited about it. I’m working on part 2 and I’ll try to have that up sometime this week. There will probably be 5 or 6 parts, whatever I’m still fleshing it out, fuck. Don’t @ me. OR do because I’d love to hear from you. Stay thirsty, my friends. 

Whoever had this dumb idea to gather all 10 of you together for a late night study session was an idiot. It was probably Namjoon. He’s always trying to get everyone in the same room, it’s been hard as of late with all the different majors and finals coming up. You appreciate his dedication to keeping the group together, but it’s nearing midnight, you’ve got an 8 AM exam, and let’s be real, none of you are studying. You’re arguing with Yoongi, who is a psychology major, over whether or not Freud was full of shit, and you’re starting to get legitimately annoyed; you’re not sure whether it’s from hunger, exhaustion, or just the stress that you know you’re gonna fail that exam, you’re not sure, but you’re annoyed nonetheless. Jungkook is falling asleep having worked a double bartending. Your best friend Rae and her boyfriend Jin are just making goo goo eyes at each other (you can’t blame them, Jin just got back from a 3 month internship across the country). Hobi is cooking something in the kitchen with his new girlfriend, Mina, who you hope sticks around because she’s a good match for him and gets along with you and Rae pretty well. Namjoon and Taehyung are bent over a laptop editing photos, and Jimin is laying on the floor with his legs extended up the wall totally immersed in your argument with Yoongi.

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Mafia! BTS - The Morning After

Jin

You woke up to the smell of rose blossom and oranges. Stretching your arms and legs, you slowly opened your eyes. A tray laden with breakfast pancakes, juice and roses lay on the nightstand beside you.

"Good morning," said your boyfriend before he kissed your temple. A smile crept on your lips as the tips of his hair tickled your face. You turned around, looking up into Jin's dark eyes.

He kissed your lips, his index and thumb propping your chin. You tangled your fingers in his hair, gently pulling him closer.

"What's this?" you asked quietly after you broke free. You referred to the tray of food on the nightstand.

"It's breakfast," Jin whispered in between kisses.

"Did you make it?" you smiled, appreciating his little efforts.

"Of course," he said affectionately, "Anything for my princess."

You took one of the roses and brought it to your nose. The sweet smell filled your nostrils as the velvety petals caressed your lips.

"Thank you," you whispered with a smile, your gaze locking with Jin's. For but a moment, the time seemed to pause. The gleam of utter adoration settled in your boyfriend's eyes. He took the rose from your hand and found your lips once again, kissing you lovingly.

Namjoon

Although it had been the best night's sleep you have ever had, Namjoon dared not shut his eyes. He feared that if he closed his eyes, you might disappear. It was not an understatement to say that your boyfriend was an undaunted man. But when it came to you, he found himself feeling quite the opposite of fearless. He watched your stir and moan in your sleep, petrified that if he does go to sleep, you will disappear like the sweetest of dreams.

Yet as he wrapped his arms around your delicate body, he could not help but let sleep overpower him.

He woke with your hands finding their way across his chest in search of warmth. His eyes snapped awake as he turned to your side of your bed. Anxiety filled his heart but the sight of you with your messy hair and relaxed features put him at ease. He turned on his side and kissed your forehead, stirring you awake by accident.

Your eyes slowly fluttered open just enough to find his own.

"How are you?" he asked due to the intensity of last night's actions. The thought of hurting you made him want to cut out his heart. Little did he realize, it was the most wonderful night of your life.

"Positively heavenly," you murmured, still half asleep as you snuggled closer to him and shut your eyes.

"Are you sure?" asked Namjoon, drawing circles into your back. Upon sensing the concern in the usually all-powerful tone of voice, your eyes opened once again. Sleep vanished from your body as you rose your head, your gazes locking.

"Of course," you whispered, caressing his cheek reassuringly. Namjoon studied your reaction for a moment. "It was the most beautiful night of my life," you admitted, blushing.

Hearing you say those words, your boyfriend's lips brushed against yours, kissing you delicately but with all the passion one could possess.

Yoongi

You were sound asleep. The dawn was barely cracking through the opened windows, the soft morning breeze ruffling the silken curtains. The sheets hugged nothing but your hips as you lay nude in bed.

Yoongi's fingers traced your back and your shoulders. Although he usually slept until late hours when he had the chance, he could not help but wake early. Watching you sleep proved to be better than the most wonderful of dreams.

You stirred in your sleep as cold wind made goose-bumps appear on your arms and legs. Yoongi pulled the covers over your body, kissing your neck and shoulders. The feel of his soft lips against your skin brought back memories of last night, painting a smile on your face.

"Hey," you whispered sleepily and brought Yoongi's hand to your chest. You kissed his knuckles, hugging his hand as if it were a stuffed toy.

"Hey," he spoke quietly, his groggy morning tone making you smile. Butterflies remained in your stomach from the night before and your boyfriend's voice must have woken them.

"How did you sleep?" he asked with his nose buried in the back of your neck.

"Never better, you?" you murmured. Yoongi didn't respond. Instead he took his hand from your hold and turned to the other side. You whined, yearning for his touch.

He opened the bedside drawer, picked something out and closed it again. The bed shifted as Yoongi wrapped his arms around you once again, kissing the top of your bare shoulder.

"Open your eyes, jagi," he spoke softly, tracing the kisses from your shoulder to the crook of your neck.

Your eyes fluttered open, adapting to the first rays of sunshine. But sunrise was not what your boyfriend wanted you to see. It was the small but elongated velvet box laying on the bed before you. Your lips parted as you rose your head.

"What's this?" you asked in a small voice.

"It's for you," he said, waiting patiently for you to find the courage to open it. A diamond bracelet lay inside the velvet box, shimmering in the golden sunlight. You let out a gasp, struggling to find the words to say.

"Y-Yoongi, w-what..." you stuttered as you turned around and looked him in the eye.

"I love you," he spoke softly and pressed a soft kiss on your lips. If the jewelry and the kiss did not take your breath away, those three words coming out of his mouth certainly did. You knew that if he spoke them, formidable as he was in personality, they were not in vain.

"I love you too," you whispered as if out of breath. A mysterious glint shimmered in Yoongi's eyes; a glint you rarely had the privilege to witness - happiness.

Hoseok

You rested your head on his chest, Hoseok's fingers tangled in your hair. You both lay nude, your intimate parts covered in nothing but pearly white sheets.

It was late in the morning but neither of you had spoken a word yet. The touches and affections spoke for themselves. Showering each other's bodies in kisses and delicate caresses, you decided to spend an entire day in bed.

You got up to prepare some jasmine tea to sip in between the sheets. You picked up your underwear at the edge of the bed, about to get dressed.

"Don't," said your boyfriend as you were about to clothe yourself. He ran his fingers down the small of your back, causing goose-bumps to raise on your arms.

"Hoseok, I can't stay like this all day," you smiled, although blush crept to your cheeks beneath his revering gaze.

"Yes, you can," he insisted softly and kissed the side of your hip.

"What if I get cold?" you asked, biting your lip.

"I'll keep you warm," Hoseok grinned, bringing you in for a passionate kiss.

Jimin

Bodies tangled, legs intertwined, you breathed in the scent of Jimin's perfume. You had barely been asleep for a few hours but morning was already here. A divine exhaustion came over you from the tension of the night before. Your muscles were sore but your tummy was filled with butterflies and fluffy dandelions.

You brushed the tip of your nose against your boyfriend's chest, trying to hide from the morning chill.

"Sweetheart, you're cold," murmured Jimin, pulling you closer to him. His palm rested on the upper part of your thigh, rubbing shapes into your skin with his thumb.

"It's okay," you spoke softly.

"I love you," he whispered into your ear, brushing the hair from your neck.

"I love you too, Jimin," you said gently before he rose your chin to look into your eyes. He kissed your lips greedily as if you were to disappear from his arms any moment.

"You're mine," he whispered into the kiss, the grip on your body tightening. You gently caressed his cheek, watching his beautiful almond eyes.

"No one can ever have you. I'd kill them first."

Taehyung

You lay on your stomach, your boyfriend's arm resting on your side. To you, last night was perfect, but a part of you doubted if you had the same effect on him as he had on you.

Waking up early, you bit your lip as you turned round to face him. He appeared more like a fallen angel in the morning sunlight than a human. You pushed a lock of his hair from his forehead, suddenly feeling awful about yourself.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered open, his pupil dilating at the sight of you. He grinned lazily yet it disappeared as soon as he noticed the worry in your eyes.

"Jagi, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Tae, everything is alright," you smiled reassuringly but he could easily see through your mask.

"Are you hurt, jagi?" he hurried, caressing your cheek as he scanned your body with his gaze. You pulled the covers closer to your chest.

"No, n-no, I'm okay," you insisted.

"What is it that's making you sad then?"

"I just... Are you sure you... last night... enjoyed..." you mumbled embarrassed, "I know I'm not really... you know..." you blushed deeply as you looked down at your body, squeezing the sheets even closer to you.

Taehyung burst out laughing, your eyes widening at his reaction.

"Jagi, why are you making me laugh? You're so funny," he smiled into your lips, kissing you more and more until he realized you were not joking at all.

"You're not serious are you?" he asked darkly upon noticing your glossy eyes. You shrugged your shoulders, looking down. Tae propped up your chin and kissed you with such desire your chest was knocked out of breath.

Gasping as he pulled away, Tae grinned at the expression on your face. Blood rushed to your head, making you blush like mad.

"Better?" he asked cheekily. You nodded, biting your lip to keep from grinning like a fool.

You tried to get up to prepare the two of you some breakfast, but Tae caught your arm before you could even reach the end of the bed.

"Where are you going? We're not done yet," smirked Tae as he pulled you back to bed.

Jungkook

You lay on top of his body, Jungkook's arms secured safely around your body. The smell of your hair brought him comfort the same way his touch eased you.

Your body was sore and every muscle beneath your skin ached, although it was a pleasant ache. You did not want to move ever again, but simply stay in your boyfriend's arms forever.

Jungkook ran his fingers up and down your back, gently stirring you awake. You hid a yawn inside the covers, slowly turning on your back. You rose your arms behind you, stretching your achy body. Jungkook traced the tips of his fingers on the inside of your arm, tickling your skin unintentionally. You yanked your hand away, giggling softly as your eyes fluttered open.

He leaned his forehead against yours, kissing you again and again. Your palm rested on his bare chest, feeling his heartbeat pulse beneath it. As he opened his eyes, a different kind of darkness lay within his pupils. It was bright, although it remained obscure.

"I would burn the fucking world for you," he whispered against your lips, pulling you dangerous close to him.