Why I Love How The First Movie Dealt With Hiccstrid

Why I love how the first movie dealt with Hiccstrid

Early on in the first movie, it becomes clear that Hiccup has feelings for Astrid, although he never directly says so. His actions and the way he looks at her speaks for itself.

Hiccup also says that he hopes that by hunting dragons, he might find himself a girlfriend, but he never specifies that it is Astrid he’s interested in.

Still, Hiccup's crush on Astrid is not the main focus of the story, in fact, romance is brought up very little. While he attempts to impress her and the others during training and flirts with her once, he never becomes blinded by his feelings for her, not even after their romantic flight which leads to his feelings for her being requited.

He doesn’t do this

This

Or even this

To impress her.

Even though Hiccup initially had a crush on Astrid and later developed deep feelings for her, his motivation to become a hero was never driven by his feelings for her, and that’s not something you can say about all protagonist in movies.

Okay these tags on this post reminded me of a HoO/TOA thing that I complain about a lot but I don’t think i’ve ever elaborated on here:

[Image ID: Tags from @fr0zenpepsi​ reading - “#and jason fUCKING DIES before he even get fixed like #you dont know how excited i was when the diorama thing was mentioned like #make him artistic too!! make him be into architecture too! #and he plays lacrosse???? #like his character has sooo much potential yet hes just a boring white guy :< #thats prolly why his death is pretty lame #it meant a lot to the plot but like do we even know who we lost?? #more than half of the fandom doesnt even like him bc hes just so plain :/ #also hazel is a queen and i love her shes literally the best” /end ID.]

One of the big issues I take with both HoO and TOA is that literally every death in both series feels cheap because death has lost consequence. For the majority of HoO it’s at least somewhat still of a risk, but even things like Tartarus feel extremely lackluster when we actually encounter them - Tartarus especially after we saw how much it affected Nico, but then Percy and Annabeth’s plot armor kind of negates all of the threat and it feels like they don’t actually experience much more than their usual threats down there or that it has any lasting effect on them. And after Leo’s “death” we’re basically solidified into “Death has no consequence” because we just finished a series with at least SIX INSTANCES of major or minor protagonist-aligned characters notably directly cheating or miraculously avoiding death (Jason, Hazel, Gwen, Frank, Jason again, Leo), not including also miscellaneous minor antagonists. Which is aggravating because you can make a “Hey, these characters can’t die!” plot work, especially if that’s the root problem they’re trying to solve! It does work in TLH and SoN! And we’ve even seen it before in Battle of the Labyrinth when Percy fights his half-brother!

But HoO basically nullifies all consequence the characters face from MoA onwards and post-BoO “death” carries no weight, because by this point we have so many excuses to get around it or avoid it or come back from it that who cares! And this continues to be a thing post-TOA! Even just in the plot summary of Chalice Of The Gods we’re introduced to YET ANOTHER “Cheat death!” item! And I’d bet we’re gonna get one in TSATS too cause we’re almost guaranteed to see Damasen again, and the like one singular myth that exists referencing Damasen also specifically mentions an herb called “the flower of Zeus” that can revive things from the dead.

And it’s extra annoying because in TOA we keep getting character deaths shoved in our faces and told we should care about them, but either they’re characters we have little to no emotional connection to (such as, like, All Of Camp Jupiter in Tyrant’s Tomb when the camp is threatened and we’re told we should care, but we’ve barely seen the camp at all besides beginning of Son of Neptune and beginning of Mark of Athena, and the only living characters we get to actually see in Camp Jupiter from before TOA are Gwen, Dakota, Don the Faun, and our HoO protagonists.)

And Jason’s death is particularly annoying because a.) He’s essentially cheated death twice already [Piper bringing him back from either death or near-death when he accidentally witnessed Hera’s true form, and then his whole spear injury that was slowly killing him but was healed with [checks notes] the power of friendship], and b.) the scene DIRECTLY PARALLELS HIS FIGHT WITH MIDAS. Which, you know, he WON. VERY EASILY. And you can’t even argue “oh but this time Piper and Apollo were right there so he couldn’t have done the same thing!” because PIPER AND LEO WERE THERE WITH MIDAS. Heck, so was Lit! Who also survives and comes back in TOA! So not only is there no excuse for Jason to have not somehow miraculously avoided death (alongside every other TOA character, basically), but he SHOULDN’T HAVE DIED IN THE FIRST PLACE because THAT’S NOT A FIGHT HE SHOULD HAVE LOST! Him losing that fight is directly contrary to what we know about his character! And “he shouldn’t have lost that fight and died” doesn’t feel tragic here, it’s just aggravating! It’s just bad writing! And there’s no way around it because nobody cares about characters dying by that point in the series anyways because it doesn’t mean anything! We’ve had too much random death fodder in HoO (like the Hunters) directly alongside characters experiencing little to no consequence when they should from their experiences (Percy & Annabeth in Tartarus, literally every character nearly dying, etc.). The only characters we do see experience any kind of lasting consequences from near-death experiences are Hazel having blackouts in Son of Neptune (which are magically erased by Mark of Athena) and Nico being heavily implied to be permanently physically disabled after Tartarus (which is half-ignored when not plot relevant in TOA and completely ignored in the short story Un Natale Mezzosangue, which gives me reason to suspect it will also be ignored in TSATS). Not to mention Frank’s curse is also randomly erased in Tyrant’s Tomb, which is extra stupid because by following the logic of that scene his curse should have been lost back in Son of Neptune when he freed Thanatos, because he was using his curse for the same exact reasons with the same exact mindset. He literally did his character arc twice. Whatever.

HoO and TOA are just such a mess writing-wise of Rick trying to haphazardly incorporate as many myths as he can with zero attempts at cohesiveness that it doesn’t make any sense (I invite you all to read just the Team Statue chapters of BoO and take a moment to process how absolutely nonsensical it is) and he fails to consider the consequences of including certain myths, both in terms of how their aspects will impact the larger plot and also the historical context behind those myths and if how they’re being applied is offensive.

TL:DR: Jason’s death is stupid from literally every angle and HoO and TOA have a problem with literally any kind of narrative consequence.

ok ok I know this long overdue (but in my defense, I am a college student currently drowning in midterms and definitely not writing this while procrastinating my anthropology essay) but here it finally is: my analysis of The Lost Hero

first, I think the decision to remove percy from the first book and instead introduce three new characters was extremely necessary. we already know and love percy but by including him the first book it would have caused us to pay less attention to the new central characters. heroes of olympus is not about percy. its about seven different characters who all have different motivations and responsibilities, of which percy is one of them. by starting with different characters, it is clear from the beginning that other characters will be just as important as percy in the this series. the new characters also allowed for a more seamless shift between first person and third person rotating narration. having percy go from first person to third person without any introduction would have been too jarring and would have probably alienated a lot readers. rick was also really smart for not including percy in the first book because it generated even more anticipation and excitement for the son of neptune.

secondly, jason gets too much hate. or at least for his character in the lost hero. while the amnesia plot line is recycled with percy in the next book, I think the lost hero does it more effectively with jason. for starters, we already know percy and his history, and yes, it is still very interesting to watch percy figure out life without his memories. but jason is entirely new character, and to introduce a new character while also not being to provide a character history is a much better use of the amnesia trope. it makes the readers more invested in the character because we are also trying to piece together his past along with him.

and I think it was a very ballsy move on rick's part because amnesia in a new character means the author really has to focus on showing vs telling jason's character traits because the readers have no context to explain why he is the way he is. and I think that rick really did pull it off because it is very clear from the beginning that jason is a natural leader who knows when and how to support those on his team. especially when compared to percy whose obliviousness often prevents him from noticing when others are upset. this not to say that percy is not a caring guy, I just think jason is more observant and this helps him lead effectively.

piper is always been a really appealing character for me. her powers are more subtle than the others and one of my favorite parts of heroes of olympus is watching her develop her abilities and grow more powerful. and the daughter of aphrodite turned rebellious tomboy who could care less about her looks definitely works for her character. and I really like that despite her attempts to hide her beauty, every character still acknowledges how attractive she is. (also, piper, please, ur too good for jason. you should be with me instead <3). I can't wait to read more of piper and im especially excited to see her interact more with annabeth.

ok now on to my baby leo valdez. I would do anything to be able to wrap him in large blanket and bake him some edibles (leo high would be hilarious and I would pay so much money to see that). and I adore how rick alludes to leo having a potty mouth. it fits his character perfectly and its shame we don't get to hear him say "god damn it" or "motherfucker" every other sentence but I'll settle for little lines that imply that he does. I mean, this is a kid's book.

leo also is a very important character to me because I can relate to him on many levels. as a hispanic american with severe adhd that causes me to talk too much and results in social mistakes that when corrected, I perceive as rejection (gotta love that rejection sensitivity dysphoria). this being said, while I definitely agree that leo has adhd, I cannot ignore how heavily he is autistically-coded. His sense of isolation goes beyond his perceived social rejections. He struggles with identifying how people feel and becomes uncomfortable when he is expected to comfort him. He also mentions several times that he prefers being alone with his projects to avoid and recharge from social situations. And while he is still a son of hephaestus, he seems to be more invested and finds more meaning his work than his siblings. One could even say that it is his special interest. His creations are also the only way he connects with his peers and often relates and describes them using terms associated with machines (like abed from community with tv shows). im disappointed that rick never touches on leo's autistic traits because I don't think you can write a book celebrating neurodivergence and then not make an effort to include autistic people (especially when they are already present and just ignored)

however, as much as I love leo, the lost hero is not his best book. it might even be his worst. compared to jason and piper (especially as this book follows the development of their relationship), leo just kinda takes a backseat and doesn't show as much of the personality that I've come to love. sure, he's fixes festus but then festus almost immediately gets destroyed. and then he really only supports jason and piper as they go along their own journeys. im very much looking forward to leo take a more important role in the rest of the series and become the glue that keeps the seven running. and im very interested in watching him evolve from goofy prankster to hero who understands that the future of humanity is in his hands. in both great prophecies, the fate of the battle rests in singular choice made by a singular hero (first, percy. second, leo) but in pjo, percy only carried that weight of this responsibility for a week before it resolved. on the other hand, leo finds out at the beginning of his journey and it strongly impacts the emotional development of his character.

I honestly can't say much about the plot of the lost hero. it follows the same script as previous percy jackson books though with the uniqueness of the new characters. the characterization is what really stands out in this book but again, piper and leo still are better characters in other books in the series. overall, not a bad book, definitely necessary and a decent introduction to the series.

anyways, this is way longer than I thought it was going to be and I very desperately need to go back to my anthropology essay (seriously, its due tonight). But I did say that I would be analyzing the heroes of olympus more closely and what kinda of person would I be if I didn't keep my word. I have no idea when I will be able to finish son of neptune or when I will be posting my analysis of it but stay tuned because it is definitely coming.

oh, and one more thing, thank you for all the notes and reblogs on my posts. it truly means a lot and im happy to find more percy jackson lovers

tldr: the lost hero is a good book, jason gets too much hate, piper is amazing, leo just needs a hug and some soup, and I need to write a goddamn essay

F*ck Off (Heart.PNG) | JJK

PAIRING: Boyfriend!Jungkook x Fem!reader

RATING/GENRE: 18+, college AU, established relationship, angst, smut, fluff

WC: 8k

WARNINGS: Alrightyy; overprotective af Jungkook, boyfriend material Jungkook x100, Bun, nipple play, sorta toxic bf Jungkook, CALVIN KLEIN JK, doggystyle, spanking, Jungkook cums on Ocs p*ssy, sub!reader dom!Jk, creampie??, “What's it baby? Huh? Too much?”, he got a tattoo for her😭

SYNOPSIS: When Jungkook finally decided to take the leap and act on his idea that he has been contemplating for months now; getting a tattoo dedicated to you.

A/N: OMG, I can't even begin to express how absolutely cute and delightful it was to write this piece! It was like a breath of fresh air, a burst of sunshine on a cloudy day lmao idkk. I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear the entire time. It was just the perfect combination of fun and creativity, and I can't wait to read you guys' comments!

"I will walk towards you, step by step

Still with you"

Hearts.

Hearts are everywhere when Jungkook is around you. He loves the way you decorate your pillows with heart patterns and how you set your phone wallpaper to a heart-warming picture of the two of you. He even loves the little hearts on your underwear.

Jungkook simply adores your cute side, which is why he was always drawn to girls who had that adorable quality. While his hyungs were into women who exuded sexiness, Jungkook found himself more attracted to girls who had a sweet and innocent aura. That being said, you definitely have a sexy side as well, but it only showed in rare moments when the two of you were alone.

Jungkook loves you for who you are, and the different sides of you that he gets to see. But your cute side? Yeah he's definitely much for that one.

That's why when he enters your room one night with you lying on the bed—wearing his shirt and a cute pair of pink panties—His breath hitches as he takes in your beauty. Jungkoook can't help but feel a sense of warmth and love as he approaches you, laying down beside you, his head nestled between your neck and face, breathing in your scent.

He feels a sense of calm wash over him as he wraps his arms around you, holding you close. He exhales a deep sigh, feeling relieved to finally be home after a long day of work, cherishing the feeling of your body pressed against his. "Bun," he murmurs, "I missed you so much.”

As soon as you saw Jungkook's tired face, you knew that work had been tough on him today. "Missed you too," you pout, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before lying on your back and facing him. "How was work?". Despite knowing that Jungkook was exhausted, you wanted to hear more about his day.

Jungkook let out a sigh, and you could tell that he was overwhelmed. As he leaned back into your embrace on the bed, you couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness over him.

Covering each other with the sheets, even though he was still in his outside clothes—Which was usually a big no-no for you, but you were willing to let it slide this time since he seemed too tired to change—Jungkook kisses your cheek.

"I've had a shit day, tell me about yours" he practically begs, doe eyes staring into yours.

You shrug as you recount your day, "Spent most of it in the chem lab." You feel a sense of boredom wash over you just thinking about it. "Then, Jennie and I decided to grab a bite to eat at a cute little cafe," you say, letting out a small smile at the memory. "We had a late lunch, and I must say, the food was delicious." You pause for a moment, then sit up suddenly. "Oh! I almost forgot to tell you," You start but then interrupt yourself, knowing it's probably for the best if you didn't tell Jungkook that some guy hit on you. "No nevermind"

Laying back down, you close your eyes as you finish, "Anyway, that's about it. It was a pretty uneventful day overall.” playing with one of the hairties on his wrist.

But Jungkook stops smiling, his lips fading into a scowl as he's the one to sit up now, looking intently at you, "No, no, what did you want to say?"

He begins to fidget with his lipring, twisting it back and forth between his tongue. His eyebrows are furrowed in concentration, and a small crease forms on his forehead. "Y/n," He asks, his voice low and serious.

"Kook, it's nothing," you say, smiling reassuringly as you take his hand in yours and kiss it. "Some guys were hitting on me, but I turned them down immediately. There's really nothing to worry about."

Jungkook's expression softens a bit as he hears this, but he still cracks his knuckles nervously. "I just get so protective of you," he admits. "I can't help it."

You understand where he's coming from, but you still can't help feeling a bit frustrated. "I appreciate the sentiment, Kook, but I'm a grown woman. I can handle myself."

He nods, but you can tell he's still not entirely convinced. "Just promise me you'll tell me right away if anything like this happens again," he says.

You nod, "Of course, Kook. I'll always be honest with you."

"Good," he nods and sighs. "Okay,"

"Okay," you giggle. "Now let's get ready for bed. I have class tomorrow"

-

When you enter Jungkooks apartment, the smell of axe deodorant and his signature boss perfume fills your nose. A scent you can't help but love whenever you're near him.

Looking around, you notice a small notebook lying on Jungkook's bed and walking closer, you see that it's filled with small, differently-shaped hearts. The pages are filled with elaborate doodles and scribbles, funnily making it seem like Jungkook may secretly be living the life of a teenage girl in a romance movie.

You knew he had a creative side, coming that he's a photography major, but you've never seen him draw.

Maybe it's just a quirky hobby that he enjoys in his free time. Regardless, it's cute to see that even someone like him would indulge in such a cute pastime like art.

As you sit in the room, you notice that there is a piece of a page missing from the notebook. You wonder how it got lost but decide not to question it, waiting patiently for Jungkook to arrive with some takeout after feeding Bam.

When Jungkook walks in, he greets you with a sing-songy "Oh my oh my," causing you to audibly laugh and then doing the iconic NewJeans "omg" dance move, sending the two of you into a small fit of laughter.

"Okay, okay," you say, standing up, grabbing the food out of his hand. "Let's feast. I swear last time I ate was this morning, and I'm starving," you complain.

Jungkook sighed as he sat down beside you. "Eat, woman," he said, taking a big bite of pizza and making a mess. "I hate it when you don't." You looked at him and rolled your eyes. He always had to be so dramatic. "Can't you just grab something quick between lessons?" he asked, his voice stern. You thought about it for a moment and then responded, "I could, but the cafeteria is so far away. You know the chemistry lab is three stories below it. And besides, I don't want to get lost on the way back."

Jungkook shook his head, clearly frustrated. "You need to take better care of yourself," he said. "Skipping meals is not healthy." You knew he was right, but you couldn't help feeling annoyed. You were perfectly capable of deciding when and what to eat. But then again, it was nice to know that he cared. You smiled at him and took a bite of your own pizza, making sure to make eyecontact with him and then poking your tongue out.

“So what's this little notebook, huh?” You say, sitting back and nodding towards the small black book on his bed.

“Oh just” he shrugs “nothing.”

You want to ask more questions, but you notice the way he's avoiding your gaze. You decide to change the subject.

“Hey, how was the exam today? You never told me” you ask, hoping to get him talking.

He smiles widely, doe eyes lighting up. “It was tough, but I think I did well. There was a lot of material to cover. I'm just glad it's over now,” he says, rubbing his full tummy and groaning. "Man I love pizza"

You nod in agreement, happy to see him so pleased with himself. “You should be proud, Kook. You worked really hard for this,” you tell him, smiling.

He grins back at you, clearly enjoying the praise. “Thanks, it means a lot coming from you, Bun”. He sits up, happy face now looking disappointed. “Are you sure you have to go to that class trip tomorrow?” he asks, his voice hopeful.

You laugh, nodding your head. “Yeah, I'm afraid so. But it's only for a day baby, ill be back at around midnight”

Jungkook nods, his smile returning. “Okay, sleep here today, then?" He asks nervously, hoping to prolong the time he gets to spend with you. "You know cause... we won't see each other tomorrow and all that" he tries to remain cool but is blushing at his request internally.

"Of course," you smile, pinching his cheek. "You're so cute," you laugh, shaking your head.

Jungkook frowns as he protests, "I'm not cute, you know—underneath this shirt," he says lifting up his Calvin Klein shirt "I have some serious muscles that I've worked hard to build up." He flexes his biceps as he speaks, showing off the toned arms that he's proud of.

"Sure, Kook," you nod, hands brushing over his tattooed arm. "You're so so scary," you tease.

"But I am!" Jungkook argues, his tongue poking his cheek as he stares you down, the mood completely shifting into something more sensual. "You know I am," he smirks, pressing his body against yours on the bed.

You feel your heart start to race, can't deny the attraction you feel towards him at all times and the electricity that seems to be crackling between the two of you right now. You try to resist, but it's no use. You give in to the passion that you both share, and soon the two of you are lost in the moment, making out on his bed.

"Are you?" you chuckle as you look into his eyes, feeling the tension. You can't help but smile as he pulls you in for another kiss, your fingers tangled in his hair. "Don't be a brat," he groans out, his hand sneaking under your shirt and caressing your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

You feel his touch as he grabs your breast and gives it a gentle squeeze, making you moan softly in pleasure. You close your eyes and let yourself get lost in the moment, enjoying the feeling of his body against yours.

As he presses his lips against your neck, leaving a trail of love bites, he pauses to ask, "You're mine, aren't you?"

When you don't answer, he growls out the question again. At that moment, you feel both the intensity of his passion and the weight of his expectation. You know that your answer is 'yes' but you love to tease him.

"Bun-".

"Yes" You eagerly respond to his remark, removing your shirt in a hurry and tossing it aside. You want him so badly that you can hardly wait another moment.

Stripping off the rest of your clothes, feeling a sudden rush of heat as you lay down on his bed, face down, and ready for him to take you.

"Fuckin' love you" he mutters before removing his own clothes and positioning himself behind you.

You can feel his breath on your neck, warm and inviting as he prepares to enter you. You close your eyes, savoring the moment, and let out a soft sigh when he presses into you slowly, filling you with his warmth and tenderness.

“Oh my-” you moan, looking behind you and biting your lip. Your body tenses up as you feel him entering you, taking you to new heights of pleasure. You arch your back and give a soft sigh. “Kook-” you groan as he continues, slowly and deliberately, his hands traveling up and down your sides.

You let out a low, throaty sound as he parts your cheeks to give him a better view of you. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks as he chuckles, enjoying the sight of you fully under his control. “You're so slutty when you're with me,” he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear, and you can't help but shiver with anticipation.

His palm makes contact with your ass a few times before you complain and he chuckles softly. “What's it baby? Huh? Too much?” He teases, hitting that same spot again and again before you manage to sit up and press your back against his chest so he had no way to touch your ass. “Stop” you laugh in pain, ass wiggling against his pelvis now.

As you settle into your new position, you can feel his breath on your neck as he leans in, his hands now resting on your hips. You can't help but feel a sense of comfort, of being held in his strong embrace. The room is quiet except for the occasional sound of a passing car outside or the slapping of skin, and the only thing you can focus on is the way he feels inside you.

You take a deep breath and close your eyes, savouring the sweet pleasure of the moment. Your body is tense with anticipation as you begin to move again, slowly at first, feeling the warm, firm presence of Jungkook behind you.

You can sense his gaze on you, watching your every move as you grind yourself against him. The pleasure builds slowly, steadily, until it's almost too much to bear. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling with desire.

But just as you think you can't take it any longer, Jungkook pulls you back down onto the mattress, his hands gripping your hips tightly, beginning to move with a fierce intensity, his every thrust sending waves of pleasure through your body. You can't help but moan and cry out as he takes you to new heights of ecstasy.

"Fuck"

And when you finally reach your peak, it's like nothing you've ever felt before. You scream his name out loud, your body writhing in ecstasy as you come undone.

"My pretty bunny" Jungkook moans when he feels you pulse around him, pulling out slowly, his eyes fixed on your pulsing heat as he makes himself cum.

When you feel his warm seed spurt onto your pussy—as he continues to stroke himself, bringing himself to a shuddering finish, you can't help but let out a moan as you feel the warmth of his cum on your skin, the sensation making you wetter than ever. Literally

Jungkook looks down at you, a satisfied smirk on his face, as he leans in to kiss you deeply. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer as the two of you bask in the afterglow.

"So what is that notebook all about?" You ask him, panting, as you play with his hair.

He chuckles and pinches your nipple playfully before responding, "Well, wouldn't you like to know."

You groan and ask, "Yes, I'd like to know." You giggle and continue teasingly, "What's got you painting hundreds of hearts in a notebook like a 14-year-old teen girl?" Jungkook looks up from his phone and smiles sheepishly. "You,"

You feel your cheeks flush with heat as you try to process his words. "Me?" you ask, incredulously. "Yes, you," he repeats, his voice growing more confident. "I know it's a bit silly," he says, "but... whatever you'll see"

-

Pookie🩶: my dick misses you :(

Pookie🩶: I***

Today 11:23 am

You: not funny :(

You: I miss you more

Today 12:02 pm

Pookie🩶: any guys bothering you?

You: not at all, just lots of chem stuff I don't understand

You: were learning about environmental pollution

Pookie🩶: what?

You: exactly.

Today 12:04 pm

Staring at the screen, playing with the idea of whether you should just ditch the trip and go back into the motel where you and your class were staying for the day to talk to Jungkook, you bite your lip.

It's not like anyone would notice, you were more than 50 students after all, but you just happened to be little Miss Lee's favorite student, so she would definitely notice if you were absent.

On one hand, you could stay in the motel, relax, and enjoy some much-needed alone time. On the other hand, you really needed this for your upcoming final.

You remember how excited you were when you first heard about the trip, and how much you were looking forward to it last week—but now? You just miss your boyfriend.

You decide to push the thought of staying back in the motel out of your mind, send Jungkook a quick bye text;

You: I'll talk to you when we have lunch

You: don't miss me too much 🤭

Pookie🩶: I see where your priorities lie 🤨

And with a chuckle, you join your classmates.

“Who's got you smiling like that?” Hanni, one of your classmates nudges your shoulder playfully. You roll your eyes with a smile and reply, “My boyfriend.”

Mrs. Lee continues her lecture on plants and air and whatever—you werent listening.

Rather, you take a moment to reflect on the beauty of nature and how it brings you peace. You remember a camping trip you took with Jungkook and your friends last summer, where you both marveled at the stars and the serenity of the wilderness.

“What's up L/n?” Felix said as he approached you. He was one of your classmates and someone you've gotten to know to be quite extroverted.

Placing his arm over your shoulder, he gives you a wink but feeling uncomfortable, you pushed him aside lightly.

“Hey Felix, I thought you were ditching?” You chuckled, making him smirk. “Well, I couldn't miss the opportunity to see my favourite girl,” he said, winking at you again and causing you to feel even more awkward. You were in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by other students who were chatting, laughing, and eating lunch.

Wondering why Felix had singled you out among all the other people there, you bite your lip nervously. Were you wearing something that caught his attention? Did you accidentally look into his direction, making him assume you wanted to chat?

"So this thing with Jungkook," Felix cleared his throat, trying to appear cool as he leaned against a bush, but then accidentally tripped, which made you have to hide a laugh. "Uhm yeah? What about Jungkook?" you asked once he regained his composure. "It's nothing serious, right?" he said, making. You frown, sensing that he was prying. "Well, actually, he's my boyfriend," you said, hoping to put an end to the conversation.

Did he like you? No way, he had a girlfriend just last week!

Or was he just curious? You decided to change the subject. "Anyway, did you-"

"Break is over!" Mrs Lee thankfully interrupted you, making you apologise and go back to your classmates.

-

Jungkook looks at his phone for the hundredth time, as he checks for any message from you. "She has not called yet even though she promised to call me when they were having lunch, hyung," he says as he sinks down on Taehyung's couch. "It's already 4 PM. What if something happened? She's not even responding to my texts!" Worried, he continues to check his phone.

Taehyung, who was busy playing some shooter game on his PlayStation, was getting annoyed with Jungkook's constant worrying. Finally, he throws a pillow at Jungkook and says, "You're being overdramatic. Y/n is on a field trip, and she's probably busy learning about bees or some shit. You know how these trips go, they are always packed with activities and lectures. Besides, she will call or text you as soon as she gets a chance."

Jungkook, still worried, decides to distract himself by making some snacks. He knows that he won't be able to relax until he hears from you, but he also trusts that you're safe and sound and that you'll be in calling him soon.

After a long day, you finally arrive back at the motel, exhausted and yearning for a good rest. You take a moment to appreciate the comfort of the bed you will soon be taking a nap in before you have to leave again.

You reach for your phone to plug it in and recharge, but realize that it had died somewhere along the way. Probably due to the immense heat. Frustrated, you attempt to charge it, but the connections seem to be broken. After several attempts, you feel a glimmer of hope as the phone begins to slowly turn on again.

A sudden influx of messages from Jungkook fills your screen, each one more surprising than the last.

Pookie🩶: is it lunch yet?

Pookie🩶: call me when you're free

Today 3 pm

Pookie🩶: bun?

Today 3:43 pm

Pookie🩶: baby?

Today 4 pm

Pookie🩶: babe I'm starting to worry

Today 5 pm

Pookie🩶: call me

Today 5:15 pm

Immediately clicking on the phone icon on the top right corner, you feel a rush of nervousness. You start biting your lip, wondering if Jungkook would be mad.

If only you had known that your phone was running low on battery, you would have asked someone for a charger!

You hear Jungkook's voice on the other side, and you let out a small sigh of relief. "Hey babe," he says, and you pout a bit, replying, "I'm sorry, my phone ran out of battery, and I didn't even notice." You start, Jungkook listening intently, nodding even if you couldn't see.

“Don't worry love, I was just really worried,” Jungkook said reassuringly, brushing back his hair. He gave Taehyung a quick nod when he asked if that was you on the phone.

“I'm really sorry,” you chuckled. “Honestly, I didn't know you could get worried about me that easily,” you teased.

Jungkook smiled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course I worry about you. You mean everything to me," he replied warmly. "I just want to make sure you're safe."

You felt a warmth spread through your chest at his words, grateful for his concern. "I know, and I appreciate it. But you don't have to worry so much," you said, kicking your feet in bed, internally making heart eyes at him like in the Cartoons "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself."

Jungkook nodded, but wasn't completely convinced. "I know you can, but I still want to be there for you," he said earnestly.

-

The tattoo studio was surprisingly calm this day, a stark contrast from its usual bustling atmosphere. The walls of the studio were adorned with vibrant tattoo designs, each one telling a unique story. As Jungkook and Taehyung waited, the thought of having a permanent piece of art just for you on his body was both exciting and nerve-wracking.

"Do you think it's gonna hurt?" Taehyung asked, looking over at Jungkook.

Tae had agreed to come along for emotional support.

Jungkook sighed and facepalmed himself. "Taehyung," he said, "Do you see my arm? I have about 40 tattoos on there. This small one is not going to be much worse."

"I'll be fine. Just relax and enjoy the experience. Who knows, you might even end up getting one after this." Jungkook teased his best friend who just chuckled nervously, but he felt a little better knowing that Jungkook had been through it many times before.

After what felt like an eternity, the tattoo artist finally called Jungkook's name. “Mr. Jeon Jungkook?”. Standing up slowly, Jungkook nods and walks towards the artist, with Taehyung following close behind.

The artist greets him with a smile "Well you look like it's not your first time here so no need to explain how all of this works"

Jungkook smiles and nods, sitting down on the chair, ready to go.

"What kind of tattoo would you like to get?" Jungkook takes a deep breath and tries to explain the idea he had in mind; "I want something that would represent my love for my girlfriend." The artist nods. "Something simple, maybe? I was thinking maybe a heart, but if that's too cheesy-"

"A heart is good, might sound crazy but we dont get that many simple requests like these," the artist laughs

"People usually want a butterfly or some sort of animal, i think a heart is cute for your girlfriend." He finishes and suggests a few designs. After a few minutes of discussion and sketching, they finally settled on a design that both Jungkook and the artist were happy with.

Turns out that a simple heart was actually the best way to describe your relationship. Easy, it just felt natural.

While they wait for the artist to prepare his tools, Taehyung looks around the shop and starts to contemplate getting a tattoo himself. He has always been intrigued by the idea of getting inked, but he never had the courage to do it. Jungkook notices his friend's curiosity and encourages him to go for it.

“Yeah? But before you do anything crazy like getting a 69 tattoo on your forehead, you better check with Jihyo first. You know her," Jungkook laughs. "She's not one to mess with when it comes to that kind of thing. In fact, inst, she's pretty strict about tattoos in general? Maybe you should talk to her about it and see what she thinks before making any decisions?” Taehyung nods and starts to browse midnlessly through the artist's portfolio.

Finally, the artist is ready, and Jungkook takes a seat. He braces himself for the needle, but he's also excited to see the idea he's had for months now come to life on his skin.

Once the needle touches the skin of his middle, he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, letting his mind wander. He thinks about all the moments with you in his life that led him to this point and how this tattoo will be a constant reminder of his love and care for you. He watches in awe as the design takes shape, and before he knows it its done.

Jungkook holds his hand in front of his face, eyes wide not believing he actually went through with his silly idea, admiring the new addition to his body.

Jungkook's feels a sense of accomplishment and pride, knowing that this tattoo will be a part of him forever now.

You: I'm leaving now, I'll be at your place in like 10 minutes is that fine?

Jungkook smiles as he reads your message, internally already picturing how you'd react to his newest addition on his skin.

Pookie🩶: perfect

Pookie🩶: I'm home in about 5

-

"Helloo" You happily sing-song the word as you enter Jungkook's home using the spare key he gave you.

When Bam notices your arrival, he greets you with a friendly bark, making you almost melt on the spot if it weren't for your boyfriends arms opening wide as he sees you, embracing you tightly and planting a gentle kiss on your head. "Missed you," he murmurs, his voice filled with affection.

You can't help but chuckle at his reaction. "I was only gone for a day, you know," you playfully tease him. "I know, but it felt like an eternity," he whines with a grin on his face, clearly happy to have you back in his arms.

You feel at ease in his company and take a moment to catch up on the boring stuff you did on the one day field trip.

You take a sip of water before continuing. "Oh, and there's Felix. You know, that weird guy from my class. He's always trying to flirt with me." You pause and chuckle, unaware of the way Jungkook's expression changes. "But I made it clear to him that I'm taken. I have a boyfriend, after all." You cross your arms and smile, feeling pretty proud of yourself for being so cool and collected in the face of unwanted advances.

“Who? Felix?” Jungkook asks to make sure he got the name right, standing up and grabbing his keys. He was visibly agitated and seemed ready to confront the person who had made his girlfriend uncomfortable.

“What's his dorm number? I swear to fucking-” he continued, his voice rising with each passing word. You quickly stepped in, hoping to prevent any unnecessary conflict.

“Jungkook, please,” you said, placing a hand on his arm. “Hey, it was a 2 minute interaction. Sure, I was uncomfortable, but it's fine. I told him I wasn't interested.”

Jungkook looked at you with concern, his anger slowly dissipating. “Are you sure you're okay?” he asked, lowering his voice. "Cause ill break his nose, you know tha-"

You nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for looking out for me, though.”

Jungkook smiled, still a bit tense but clearly relieved to hear that you were okay. “Of course,” he said, giving you a reassuring pat on the butt.

Sitting on his bed together, you rest your head on his chest.

“I feel like there's something different about you today,” you say, raising an eyebrow. “I can't quite put my finger on it, but I know that something is off.” You play with his sweater, trying to think it through. Suddenly, you notice the little plastic wrap around his middle finger.

You take a deep breath and look him in the eyes. "What's this?" you ask, trying to keep your voice steady. He hesitates for a moment, but then the words come tumbling out.

"I've been working on a thing," he says, his voice low. "A thing?" You feel a mix of emotions - fear, confusion - but mostly confusion.

“It's a tattoo,” he smiles, wiggling his finger around so you couldn't quite see the design.

Feeling curious about what he has gotten inked on his skin, you grab his wrist, but Jungkook seems hesitant to show it to you. You smile, holding his arm still so you could see it, but Jungkook protests. “No wait I wanted to make this all cute and special-” he says.

Did he get the tattoo for a special occasion? Or did he get it as a symbol of something important to him? As you ponder these questions, you feel a surge of affection for this man who always manages to keep you on your toes.

“Jungkook, just show me,” you whine, unable to contain your curiosity any longer.

“Fine,” he says with a bashful smile, “but don't laugh.” He slowly removes the plastic wrap from his finger and offers his hand towards you. “This wasn't really how I wanted you to see it, but I guess it will do for now.”

As you take in the tattoo, you notice the simplicity of it and the way it catches your eye immediately. You turn his hand over, admiring it alongside his other tattoos.

“Did you design this?” you ask, impressed. "Is this why you've been doodling in that sketchbook like an idiot?" You giggle, still in awe

He nods, a hint of pride in his eyes. “Yeah, I wanted to give you something special. Something that you would remember me by.”

"Wait," you tilt your head. "What do you mean by that?"

"It's for you, Bun" he says, his nose nuzzling against yours before he pecks your lips. You can feel his love radiating off of him as he pulls away slightly, gazing deeply into your eyes. "It's something I can look at whenever I miss you," he continues, his voice soft and tender. You can see the love in his eyes as he speaks and can't help but feel your heart fluttering in response.

As you take in the details of his tattoo, you can't help but feel a sense of pride and love for this man, knowing that you are forever a part of him and his life now.

"A heart for my heart"

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thinking about percy and annbeths dynamic in botl is always interesting, but it really boils down to how differently they view relationships.

annabeth has understood love to be conditional. things with her father are good when she doesn't attract that many monsters. her mother only acknowledges her when she accomplishes something good. her other examples of love come from grover, thalia, and luke, who all prioritize someone or something above her, and she understands that as she's not good enough for them.

meanwhile, percy's understanding of love comes from his relationship with sally, who made it known that even if she has to work a lot or send him to boarding school or marry a guy he doesn't like, she loves him. grover searching, and tyson going to live with posiden doesn't phase him because he knows they aren't doing those things because he isn't enough.

that contrast is why botl was so hard. because annabeth still thinks that percy would abandon her if he finds someone or something better, and percy doesn't think to reassure her because he thinks that she understands it's a given that if he goes away, he'll always come back for her. he doesn't know what she needs assurance of.

she thinks she's losing percy to rachel the way she 'lost' thalia to the hunters, grover to searching, and luke to kronos. it doesn't cross percy's mind that she thinks he might leave, because the thought of leaving never occurred to him.

your power | BOSS jeon jungkook au

summary | the new boss at your company is hot, tatted, young, and you seem to be just his type

warnings | idk, smut, fluff, office romance, Director!jungkook x office worker! Y/n, fingering, doggy, ass slap (lowkey an ass man but he loves both), grinding, dry humping, oral (f), he wears a condom, rough, pet names

“Please be sure to welcome our newest and youngest Director of the company, Director Jeon!”

You clapped along with everyone else. You checked the time on your watch again for the billionth time in the last ten minutes. Why did there need to be a welcoming ceremony? You barely paid attention to the man as he took stage and gave his own introduction.

“Oh God I could just sit on his face.” You turned quickly, your coworkers chatting away over the new President. One of them met your eye and shrugged, “I’m just saying, he’s not what I had in mind when they said we’d be getting a new boss.”

You looked away from her, Jisoo, and to the front finally getting a good look at him. He was tall, broad and tatted. You could see hints of tattoos on his hand that he very obviously didn’t care enough to cover. That wasn’t all, he had facial piercings too and so many hoop earrings adorning his ears.

“Maybe I should turn in a project late so he could scold me,” Jisoo continued making the three of you laugh. Jimin, who had been sitting between you two leaned into your side, “I guess your appearance doesn’t matter when you’re the Chairman’s only son.”

Everything past the ceremony dragged on, you were cooped up at your desk doing some final adjustments on some project and everything from this morning was suddenly forgotten.

For the first week with a new boss there weren’t really any changes. You haven’t even seen Director Jeon since the ceremony so you really didn’t even think you’d be personally affected by the change in authority. You checked your phone again, your friend’s name displayed.

hobi: dinner tonight? on me

A smile came to your face along with a slight blush as you hurried to respond and get back to work. Your department manager had an important meeting this week with the other managers and Director so she’s asked you to write the presentation for her. You spent almost all afternoon finishing up the final draft and you were the last to leave the office that afternoon. You pushed on the elevator button repeatedly until the doors began to open. It was late and you were hoping there weren’t that many people here anymore. You needed to rush home, put your things away and then meet up with your friend.

Your eyes widened for a moment as you quickly bowed and stood in the corner of the elevator pushing the first floor. You avoided staring back at the Director but fuck was he even hotter in person. Jisoo and Jimin haven’t left your ears gossiping about anything and everything they’ve heard about him.

‘Apparently he has six cars and a house in Tokyo!’

‘I heard he has a woman for every day of the week.’

‘Rumor has it that’s he’s already let go of four employees just because they didn’t greet him.’

You jumped, phone almost slipping from your hands as you rushed to answer, a low whisper as if you’d get in trouble for being on the phone even if you were off, “Hello?”

“Hey! I just got home, I’ll be at the restaurant in about 30, are you off yet?” Your friend asked you through the phone as you glanced to the side finding Director Jeon staring blankly ahead.

“Yeah, I just have to go home and change and then I’ll meet you there, okay?” You whispered hanging up with a goodbye. You could hear someone clearing their throat behind you and when you turned your new boss was staring at you.

Director Jeon wasn’t dumb, he knows all about the rumors that have been circulating around him, some true some false. He didn’t care enough to address them so he just let them be. He’s had too much on his plate his first week to worry about what his employees thought about him. And not to sound arrogant or anything but he didn’t give a damn what they had to think of him. He will admit that he has never been opposed to a relationship with an employee but nobody has ever captured his attention. They were all too eager or too forward, mostly to probably get a raise and he didn’t like that. He liked the chase.

He tried to keep his gaze forward but the reflection of an employee on the elevator doors was a little too tempting to ignore. He glanced over to you, fitted skirt, heels, thin blouse. Your legs looked long, he could see a bit of your calf muscle tensed as you spoke on the phone. A boyfriend, maybe? He’s not sure, what he does know is that you were an attractive woman and what was the reason for you being at work so late? Usually only him and some managers stayed behind but from the looks of your name tag you couldn’t be more than a regular associate.

“Sir,” his assistant cleared his throat as the elevator dinged opening the doors. You walked out before him giving him a good view of the away of your hips with each step you took. He let his assistant lead him in the opposite direction and that was it. You were a nice little treat for his eyes this afternoon.

The next time he saw you he was a little taken by surprise. This was just supposed to be a meeting between him and the department leaders for a new project in play. He was surprised when department leader, Soomin said one of her associates would be leading the presentation. And imagine the look on his face when the woman from the elevator stood in front of him looking delicious.

“So, why is she doing a presentation I asked you to do?” He couldn’t help himself, the look of distress that flashed in your eyes at the end of your presentation when he addressed Soomin. The department leader looked flustered or embarrassed but Jungkook didn’t back down, “Don’t tell me she was more competent than you.”

He stood up fixing his suit as he walked to the front, eyes locked on yours. You were pretty, no, you were hot. Really fucking hot and if this was a movie he’d be pushing you onto the conference table and taking you right there. He stuck his hand out to you as you shook it nervously while he met Soomin’s gaze before looking back to you not letting go of your hand, “What’s your name again?”

It was Y/n L/n, employee number 009036, in the researched department team B. He remembered reading your name tag just a couple days before in the elevator where he asked to figure out who you were. He just wanted to hear you talk to him directly.

“Y/n L/n, Mr. Director. Sir.” He couldn’t help but smile over how clearly flustered you were and released your hand. He looked to Soomin, “I’m going to be borrowing Ms. L/n for the Vante project, clearly she’s done the research for you and will know the most about the venue.”

Or he was choosing her because he thought she was hot, either or, and or. It didn’t matter you clearly knew what you were doing and maybe having a pretty face was just a plus for him.

“This is good for you!” Jimin had basically squeaked at your desk when he heard the news, “This could mean a promotion if you do good. And on top of that you’re going to get to work front and center with Director Jeon!”

“What? When does the Director ever work on these sort of things?” You asked him. He was sitting on your desk flipping through the folder you had presented with, “Apparently this Vante artist is a close friend of his so he’ll be overseeing everything.”

The next day you arrived to a file on your desk. Your name printed neatly in pretty gold font on the cover of the black leather folder and when you opened it inside was everything you’d need to know for this project.

“Ms L/n?” When you looked up you found the Director’s assistant standing before you, “The Director has requested a meeting before lunch today to discuss the Vante exhibit with everyone on the team. You will meet at 11:15 and after the meeting will attend a group lunch.”

He left before you could ask any questions. When you left for the meeting later in the day you were surprised to find place cards for everyone, and you were unfortunately fortunate enough to be seated to the right of Director Jeon.

Jungkook wasn’t even paying attention. How could he when you were looking so pretty with the end of your G2 pen tapping against your plump lips red from biting down on them. He tried to listen to whichever team member spoke but he couldn’t help it. “And what do you think, Ms L/n?” He asked looking over to you as you tried to be quiet and ignored in your seat, “Do you like the color scheme Mr. Choi has picked?”

“Yes, I, yeah,” you looked down at your own notes and Jungkook went ahead and took them away from you, “It looks like you have something else in mind. Go ahead and share.”

“Well,” you licked your lips looking at everyone, “I just think we should avoid using any pop of color in the exhibit just because Vante’s art pieces tend to use primary and secondary colors. I think a simple white and black will help make his pieces pop.”

“Yes I agree,” Jungkook cleared his throat, “A black and white contemporary look will look great. Good job, Miss L/n.”

The lunch wasn’t as awful as you thought it’d be. Since there wasn’t assigned seating this time around you took the liberty in sitting the farthest from the Director as your table allowed and spent more time on your phone than anything else. At one point you disappeared into the bathroom to answer a call when you overheard something you wished you hadn’t.

“God, did you see the way that rookie on team B was basically begging for the Director’s attention? What was her name again, Y/n?”

“She probably slept with him, how else would she be put on the project if this is his close friend. Our leader said only the most experienced associates were assigned to this.”

You opened the stall door, looking at your own reflection as the women that had just been talking about you greeted you with a stutter. You washed your hands ignoring them as they hurried to leave.

“If you’re insecure about your own work progress just say that,” you mumbled as you passed them again on your way to the table, “Or at least don’t try and spread rumors around just because you’re incompetent.”

“D-Director Jeon!”

Fuck. Did he just hear you or are they playing a prank on you.

“We are all ready to get going,” his voice was deep and directly behind you but you were too scared to turn around. What if he was going to scold you because he read it wrong? “You should get on your way as well,” he cleared his throat and in an instant the two were off to get their things. You turned around avoiding his gaze as you hurried to the table where your bag was. Had he followed you three? Why didn’t he just send his assistant to rally everyone up?

“I do hope your professionalism improves,” He said as he walked alongside you as you retrieved your things. God, so he did hear.

“Yes, of course, I apologize for my rudeness,” you pushed your hair behind your ears pretending like you couldn’t see the way he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

Jungkook played it cool for a couple days. His days were busy attending stupid banquets and parading around like his father intended him to. Even after the years he avoided him he was still forced into a life he didn’t want. The tattoos and piercings he wore so well were just a small sign of what he wished to do. He never wanted to take over the business but what choice did he have.

If this were up to him he’d be backpacking through Southeast Asia with a pretty girl, definitely not wasting his time at the company his father built. He wasn’t even that old, only 24 and his life was already all planned out for him. He was dragged back from his ‘gap year’ to work here and he had hated it. Except now he had something to look forward to. Call it an office crush but he liked you. Obviously he didn’t like you enough just yet but getting to see your face definitely brightened his mood. A lot of his female employees were attractive but there was something different about you. Something about the way you hated being so close to him, probably hated the attention it brought but he didn’t mind. He was an attractive man, he knew this just as well as anybody else, and by the couple times he’s caught you staring at his lip ring he was almost positive he intrigued you.

And yes, he knows he shouldn’t mix business with pleasure but he just couldn’t help it. You looked so pretty and innocent even though he was sure you weren’t. You were probably just shy and hated taking a leadership role. He spent way too much time looking over your application but at least he had some background on you. You were a couple years younger, a rookie in the company but your experience and education was good. He told himself he was going to ignore it and try and get work done but he couldn’t help but bring you along to the exhibit venue that following week.

“One of his statues will go here,” Jungkook listened closely as one of the workers tried explaining the warehouse and its layout. It was big and as white as snow. There were rectangular pillars and tables covered in white and when he looked at you he found you snapping pictures. He watched as you uploaded them to your tablet where you had stickers of V’s work so you could start laying out the floor plan. He couldn’t help but smile a little, he knew you’d be of use.

“Are we looking at a different venue?” You asked nervously as you sat in the back of the black car Jungkook was driven around in. This was a private matter today, something he could’ve easily done himself but he couldn’t help but want to spend time with you so he dragged you along with. He shook his head, “No, we’re going for lunch, on me for your hard work.”

It was awkward, or well no you were awkward. You couldn’t stop fidgeting in your seat but you couldn’t help it. He was looking at you so intently and you couldn’t understand why. Why was your new boss focusing on you? Surely he had women on speed dial and if he didn’t he’d probably have a girlfriend or fiancé he’s promised to so what’s the deal? You weren’t even the best employee so why was he wasting his time with a lowly associate like you?

“Are you always this quiet? Or do I make you nervous?” He asked with a slight chuckle as the waitress left with your orders. You shook your head pushing your hair behind your ear, “So, is the team going to wear company badges for the banquet, Director Jeon?”

He cleared his throat and pushed his slicked hair back again, “Speak casual with me when we’re alone.”

“Director Jungkook, I mean.”

“Just Jungkook,” he said pouring water into your glass despite your protests, “And what team?”

“What do you mean? Isn’t the entire team going to the banquet? A chance to meet Vante before the exhibit?” You asked. Earlier today before you left the venue Jungkook had informed you that you’d be going to a charity banquet at the end of the month where some of Vante’s pieces would be displayed. You had assumed you were being invited because the whole team would be invited.

“No, just you and just me,” he cleared his throat watching as you poured him some water, “Wouldn’t you like to meet the artist?”

“Of course but,” you frowned looking away from him and thanking the waitress as your food came. You looked down at the dish, definitely not what you ordered but whatever. Jungkook looked down at the mushroom pasta, completely different than the shrimp Alfredo you had ordered. He looked at the waitress as she set his meal in front of him with a polite smile on her face, “That’s not what she ordered. She asked for Alfredo Shrimp pasta.”

“It’s alright Director J—“ “Just Jungkook dear, and no it’s not fine. You asked for Alfredo Shrimp so please bring the right dish,” Jungkook handed the dumbstruck waitress nodding her head nervously as she ran back to the kitchen with the plate.

“I would’ve eaten whatever,” you mumbled to yourself not loud enough to confront him since he was still your boss. He also still hadn’t answered your question so you pressed forward again, “So why isn’t the rest of the team going to the banquet?”

“Because I wasn’t going to ask for more invitations when it’s unnecessary,” he cleared his throat crossing his arms over his chest, “Unless of course you’d like to give up your invite and give it to someone else, but I do think I’d find it more enjoyable if you were there.”

“Director Jeon, I don’t think,” you stopped. What were you even going to say? What did he mean by his last comment? Why was he being so forward, correcting your meal and inviting you only?

Your phone buzzed on the table as you rushed to turn it off. Jungkook was quick to take a peak, the name ‘Hobi <3’ written clearly. His jaw tended just slightly as the phone rang again, “Go ahead and answer. Your boyfriend wouldn’t like for you to keep him waiting.”

Okay, he could’ve been smoother than that. Usually he didn’t have to even question anything. A woman would attach themselves to his arm and all he’d have to do is give her attention. With you he’s working on getting closer to you but you’re only seeing this as a business proposal. You’re completely missing the point in his actions but that’s fine. As long as he’s sure you don’t have a boyfriend. When you didn’t deny his assumption and instead ran off to answer he could feel pressure on his chest.

“I’m having lunch with the Director, what is it?” You asked looking back to Jungkook who was thanking the waitress for bringing back your correct meal. You barely noticed that he hadn’t touched his food once and now you wondered if he was waiting for you so you could eat together.

“I have a date tonight by your place, if it doesn’t go fine do you think I can crash at yours so I don’t have to drive so late?” He asked you. Rolling your eyes you nodded your head and quickly agreed before saying goodbye and hanging up.

“Was he upset?” Jungkook asked when you returned to the table. You shook your head looking down at your plate, “No. He was just letting me know he was going to spend the night at my place.”

Jungkook’s tongue poked against his cheek as he raised his glass to his lips trying to ignore the sudden annoyance he was feeling, “How long have you two been seeing each other.”

“We’ve been friends for eight years,” you said completely unaware of the face he was giving you, “We’re not together. He’s just a friend, he was actually telling me he had a date tonight. He’s already planning on if it goes bad he’ll just crash at mine.”

Jungkook gave a tight smile, “Let’s finish lunch, Y/n, it’s getting late.”

“He 100% wants to fuck you,” Jimin chuckled as he looked around your apartment holding his wine glass carefully, “Why else is he giving you such special treatment?”

You invited Jimin and Jisoo over on the night of the charity banquet. Correction, they invited themselves. You didn’t mind though considering you needed some other perspectives. Jungkook had gotten your address from your application and today you received a package. It was a beautiful (expensive) champagne fitted dress and heels along with a note:

‘I hope you don’t mind, I’ve taken the liberty to find you a dress for tonight. I will come to pick you up at 7:00pm. —Jeon Jungkook’

“I’m telling you this is a date,” Jisoo said zipping up your dress as Jimin wolf whistled at you agreeing with her, “Oh my god this is so Fifty Shades of Gray!”

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes as you fixed some final pieces in your hair. Jimin shrugged, “I’m just saying. Either that or some What’s Wrong with Secretary Kim, I’m just saying he’s definitely into you.”

“He can have anyone he wants, I promise you he’s just doing this because he’s nice.”

“I just looked it up and he bought you a 2,300$ dress. If he’s this nice to everyone than I must be blind because anytime I see him at work he’s an asshole,” Jisoo shrugged, “I’m not kidding, the other day he made this girl cry because she ran into him and I don’t know what he said to her but she ran away crying.”

“He just fired Choi Sunghoon from the Food department because he gave him his meat well done when he asked for medium rare!” Jimin pointed out reminding you of your lunch the other day when he was quick to correct your order. You kept that to yourself though.

There were wrong and you sure as hell weren’t going to put your job in jeopardy by having a crush on your boss. You did not have the money to switch jobs if it got too uncomfortable. You were lucky enough that they wanted to hire a 21 year old fresh out of college.

“You look beautiful tonight,” Jungkook had said as he stood in front of your building. His black Mercedes Benz looked ridiculously out of place in your run down neighborhood but there was nothing to do about it. You thanked him looking down at his suit. He held the door open for you and rounded to his side quickly.

“Jungkook!” Someone called to him inside the hotel. It was full of people dressed in expensive suits and dresses and even though you looked the part you felt extremely out of place. Jungkook turned around, a smile on his face as he opened his arms, “V!”

“I’m glad you could make it, we just sold a piece to an ambassador from France,” V said looking over to you, eyes casting down your figure a little too obviously. You fidgeted behind Jungkook but he moved his hand to your lower back and led you forward. “This is Y/n L/n. She’s the one I was telling you about, the one who’s been in a big help in getting your exhibit ready for next month,” Jungkook introduced you and before you start with how much of a fan you were of this artist he was speaking.

“Call me Taehyung,” he smiled taking your hand in his as he brought it to his lips and peppering a kiss on your knuckles, “Jungkook didn’t tell me he had such beautiful employees working for him. I would’ve stopped by if I knew you were on the team.”

You couldn’t help the blush that ran to your cheeks at his words and Jungkook must’ve noticed because he was pulling you back, “Yes well, consider it an apprenticeship. I see a lot of potential in her.”

“Yes,” Taehyung licked his lips looking back to you, not caring for the glares Jungkook was shooting at him, “I think I see it too. Come Y/n, some of these pieces are going to be at the exhibit. Let me show you them, Jungkook, I believe Kim Namjoon is here somewhere if you’d prefer to chat with him. We won’t be far.”

Jungkook couldn’t even stop you before Taehyung was taking you away. It’s okay. It’s fine. He chugged his champagne as he went to follow after but a hand clasped down on his shoulder, “You’re gonna go without even saying hello?”

“Jin,” he sighed looking back to his friend, Namjoon standing next to him, “Who’s that you’re with? A date?”

“Well, sorta, she works for me,” Jungkook shrugged and Jin laughed, “Don’t they all start that way?” He had to resist the urge to roll his eyes as he searched for you. There was no way he was going to leave you alone with his artistic friend who had a reputation for finding his muse in beautiful young women.

“Look, I gotta go see where Taehyung ran off,” Jungkook excused himself ignoring their comments as he left in search for you. He found you laughing with Taehyung as his arm rested around your waist. He could feel his composure beginning to slip when he reached for your hand, “There you are.”

You looked back to him forcing a smile as you looked to Taehyung, “Director Jeon, I was wondering you went.” He had to stop himself from correcting you to use his first name but this was a business event. He looked to Taehyung, “I’ll be taking her back now, I’m sure you have other guests to entertain.”

“Where are we going?” You asked him as he pulled you through the large crowd. He led you outside, on a balcony overlooking the courtyard as he took a deep breath, “Sorry, these events can be a bit much so I figured you might enjoy a fresh breath of air.”

“Jungkook,” your hand was on his shoulder hesitantly but his breath hitched anyway, “Thank you for everything you’ve done.”

He only nodded clearing his throat as he looked away from you. You pulled your hand off when he didn’t answer and turned away a little embarrassed. Maybe you shouldn’t have touched him, but his hand had been on your waist almost all night.

“Y/n,” he swallowed the lump in his throat as he waited for you to turn to him again. He took a step closer, cautiously, “What do you think of me?”

“What?” You were confused, why was he asking this so suddenly?

“I know what they say about me around the office. That I’m the Devil’s Advocate or this sex crazed man abusing his power, so I want to know now if you think the same,” he cleared his throat crossing his arms in front of him in defeat.

“I don’t really pay attention to rumors,” you laughed thinking back to the time you caught those women talking shit about you. Your answer didn’t seem to cut through the tension, “I think rumors are just that and nothing more. I mean, from what I’ve seen, you’re not too bad. I actually think you’re kind and gentle but I don’t know how much I can say and keep it professional.”

Maybe the champagne you’d been drinking was getting to you because you were being a little too open with your boss right now. He took a step toward you but you didn’t cower back like you normal would have, “Then let’s throw away professionalism just tonight,” he said. You felt his hands go to your hips again, pulling you into him and before you could say anything your actions spoke for themselves.

Your arms flew around his neck as he dipped down enough for your lips to brush, testing the water if you will before fully giving himself to you in a soft kiss. You let yourself indulge for the night, the taste of champagne on your tongues as you kissed hungrily, only to be pulled apart at the sound of clapping. You looked to the covered glass doors, the speech was probably starting and you both headed back without another word.

The night ended quickly after, he dropped you off back at your place and neither one of you spoke another word.

He called you into his office Monday morning under the pretense of finishing up some bouquet orders. There was absolutely no talking between you two but it wasn’t awkward. Or maybe it was you were just trying really hard to avoid him.

“Would you like to discuss what happened on Saturday?” You jumped, clearly startled to find him standing behind you again.

“Director Jeon,” you turned to face him taking a small step back once you noticed your proximity, “Let me apologize for my behavior, I think the champagne had go—“

“Jungkook,” he took a step closer until you were pressing into the table behind you, your hands flew to it to keep you stable but he didn’t stop until he was grabbing you by your hips and pulling you into him, “The champagne?”

You nodded feeling the heat of his gaze as it raked down to your blouse and the small amount of cleavage he could see, “Yes, I can get a little impulsive when I drink and I know it was unpr—ngh,” you melted into his kiss again, finding your knees wanting to give in while he deepened the kiss upon your reciprocation.

You squealed when he picked you up effortlessly placing you back down on the table as he took his assault to your jaw ticking your ear with kisses as you pulled him into you, “Tell me to stop if you don’t want this.”

Fuck. You did want it. You wanted him but it didn’t feel right. You were his employee and even though he wasn’t forcing you to do this you can already tell this was going to put a strain on your professionalism. You didn’t want to be one of the female employees he beds, you didn’t want to believe the rumo—you froze. Jungkook moved away from you as jumped off the table turning away from the door. You both pretended to be interested in the variations of charcoal and obsidian textures.

“Didn’t I tell you to knock?” Jungkook spoke viciously to his assistant as they walked in. He set down the textile book and left your side. You took the opportunity to quickly put away your work and walk out knowing he wouldn’t stop you while his assistant was there.

Jungkook was confused. Clearly you wanted him, he could tell by the way you kissed him back but it’s like you didn’t want to want him. He wondered if you were worried because of your position. He wanted to tell you that it would be okay. That he’d take you out for dinner and then you two could discuss pursuing a relationship but he couldn’t tell if it was even something you would want. You seemed to care a lot about your job and if he was making it difficult for you to work he needed to know. But he also knew he wouldn’t be able to just let you go. At first he was simply attracted to you because of your beauty. But as time has passed he’s started to notice little things about you he enjoys as well. You were always hesitant to speak your mind even if you were right and he wanted to break you out of your shell the reason he’d been working with you separate from the team isn’t just because he was attracted to you. It’s because he’s heard some of the rumors speculating about you and he didn’t want you to have to work with a bunch of judgmental people just because they couldn’t stand the fact you knew how to do your job. And okay, obviously he wanted to spend time with you alone.

You rejected his advances for a week, even to meet and discuss the project you avoided him coming up with some excuse from your department leader. He didn’t like that, if you wanted nothing to do with him he was going to respect your wishes but he needed to hear you say them. So, he did what anyone would do and requested a meeting at his place after work if you were going to continue to avoid working with him he was going to make it difficult to ignore.

But he didn’t expect that he’d be the one struggling with you so close. It was getting hard for him to focus on any work with you sitting across from him.

His throat was dry, you looked so unbelievably delicious sitting across from him in a short fitted skirt and blouse. You’d been teasing him all day without even noticing it. He lied when he said it’d be easy to act like your shared kiss didn’t mean anything but it wasn’t true. He wanted to pull you into him and do more things than just kiss in his office again. He lifted his hand to his mouth, biting onto the end of his fist as discreetly as possible while you stood up to go to the bathroom.

He couldn’t help himself, he found himself running to his feet to go find you. When you opened the bathroom door and found him standing waiting for you your hand flew to your chest, “Director Jeon, I—“

He pulled you into him by your arms and maneuvered you against the wall, “Shhh, just one little kiss.”

You looked down at his lips nervously before blinking up again. He pressed his forehead against yours and pulled you in enough for your chests to be pressed against each other, “We’re not at the office anymore, nobody to catch us.”

He was right. Obviously he was right, you’d been having these thoughts all night. Just the two of you alone in his private spaces where no one other than the house cleaner to interior you. It had been all too tempting but could you really give in? He’s your boss, a wealthy powerful man and you weren’t anywhere near his league and yet he kept entertaining you like that wasn’t the case. You didn’t want to be some little chess piece that a powerful man can conquer and throw away.

“Director Jeon I think you have me mistaken,” you tried to sound calmer than you actually were, hands playing on his shoulders as he relaxed under your touch, “I’m here to finish this project and then get on my way. As you can see it’s very late and I’m sure you won’t have any difficulty ringing someone up to come take my place once I’m gone.”

It was an unprofessional jab but you couldn’t help yourself. After all, there were rumors about young company president being a womanizer and you didn’t care how powerful he was you weren’t going to be one of his many conquests. Even if it meant you’d lose your job. He only held you tighter, “Then you must have me mistaken, I thought I’ve made my intentions with you clear.”

His lips brushed against yours teasingly, never fully meeting yours but not moving away. It was you who closed the gap between you and stood on your tiptoes to press your lips together. It was all the consent he needed before pushing you against the wall and deepening the kiss, one hand on the wall, one tilting your chin up and a muscular thigh pressed between your legs keeping you anchored. Your hand fidgeted with the collar of his shirt and he moved the hand from the wall to grip yours and hold it up so you couldn’t move, not that you wanted to anyway.

You pulled back just enough to catch your breath, noses brushing against each other. Your mouth was slightly open trying to even out your heaving breathing when you slowly brought your tongue out to lick your lips. He took it as invitation and dragged your mouth back to his. He didn’t even have to say anything when his hands moved to grope your ass, skirt crumpling in his hands before he hoisted you up with ease and wrapped your legs around his tiny waist. You were starting to see, no feel, the shape of his body more clearly.

“Wait,” you muttered against his lips as he began walking in the opposite direction of where your work was, “I—I don’t want to do anything I might regret. If this is going to be a quick fuck then I don’t want to, even if it means I’ll lose my job.”

He pulled away, holding you close with your legs still around him when his brows furrowed searching your face for answers, “I would never force you to do something you don’t want to.”

He leaned his forehead against yours forcing you to look him in the eye even in your position with him carrying you, “And I can assure you I have bigger plans than a quick fuck with you. Everything is in your power, remember that love.”

And you did. You let him take you to his room. You didn’t have time to admire the size of it, like a master hotel suite with a king sized bed in the middle. Everything was gray and black with gold hues of lights in forms of lamps. He set you down on his gray, silk sheets that easily caved under your weight and wrinkled with his roughness. He wasn’t patient, hands already flying to yank your shirt out of your skirt, callous hands running along your sides as he hovered between your legs kissing down your neck and into the dip in your collarbone.

Your legs bent with his hands drawing your knees up when he let his hands roam over your skirt covered ass and back of your thighs. He sat back on his haunches looking down at you with his lip between his teeth as he tried to catch his breath. The hair that had been so neatly slicked back was beginning to stick out in different directions giving him a ravishing delicious look. You sat up, grabbed the edge of his collar and yanked him back down over you, lips crashing into each other as the low groan he let out went straight to your core.

His hands wrapped around your rib cage, hoisting you up to sit without breaking the kiss. He tugged off the ends of your clothes until you got the hint and began yanking them off while he did the same, all while trying to keep his lips against yours. When he was undressed and you took too long unbuttoning your blouse he ripped it open, the sound of buttons hitting the dark wooden floor as he kicked the rest of his pants off.

He picked you up by your hips, turning you on your stomach and pulling your ass up. He was throwing you around like a doll and you couldn’t say you hated it. You barely had time to fully admire the glory of all his tattoos when his rough hands were pulling your black Lacy underwear further between your ass as they began to caress your cheeks. He licked his lips at the sight of the way your butt ate your underwear, the way he could quite literally grab a hold on your ass and watch it jiggle in his hands. He couldn’t help but being his hand back, smacking ever so lightly but still making you jolt forward in surprise. He rubbed where he just smacked and leaned over you, “Do you want to see if those rumors about my bedroom skills are true?”

You could feel his underwear clad bulge rut against your ass and you couldn’t help but push back against it for any sort of friction. He kissed down your back, mouth nipping at your bra until it was coming undone to your surprise. You took the rest of your bra off wanting to turn around but he pressed a firm hand on your back pushing you back down. He was shimmying down, jiggling your ass cheeks in his hands against his hard, stiff cock. Sweat was already starting to cover his forehead making certain hair strands stick to his forehead. He played with the hem of your underwear before pulling them down, an almost growl slipping from his lips at the sight of your arousal creating a line that connected your wet pussy to the patch on your underwear. “You’re this wet already?”

“I’ve been thinking about you all night,” you confessed about your earlier escape to imaginations, “I wanted to take your sick right there in the living room—Ah!” He was quick, he didn’t have time for teasing especially not after your confessions when he was thinking the exact same thing. His mouth was on your ass, sinking his teeth into the squishyness just enough for you to feel him but not enough for it to actually hurt. His palm was running over your clit feeling it harden under his touch as he coated it with your wetness. His kisses trailed down until he was sniffing at your pussy despite your protests and shimmying of your hips. He squeezed your ass cheek slapping it when it jiggled, “Tell me to stop if I go too far baby, I just can’t get enough of you.”

You nodded but he slapped your ass again just a little bit harder, “Words love or I stop.”

“Okay,” you wiggled your hips in his face making your ass clap in movement, “Just do something Mr. Jeon.” He hummed in approval finally granting himself the relief of tasting your pussy. Too many days had he spent imagining what was under your pretty skirts and he for sure wasn’t disappointed. “Fuck,” he groaned into your cunt lapping up as much as he could, pulling on your labia to give himself more room, “You taste so fucking sweet Angel. Wan you to cum on my mouth.”

You whined rutting against his face using your elbows to push into the mattress for support. He was in heaven deep in your pussy thrusting his long tongue as far in as it could as he squeezed your ass as an anchor for him. It didn’t take long for your legs to shake and he had told dig his nails into your ass to stop you from moving away from him just to make sure he could lap up your pussy like a dog thirsty for water. He waited until your hips had finally stopped shaking, letting you collapse onto the bed as he reached forward for his nightstand where he pulled a condom out. He’d love to take your pussy raw but he knew it was something you two would need to discuss in the future, and promise, he saw a future with you.

You’d be a perfect match. You seemed to understand him and you didn’t let what everyone else made of his reputation affect the way you saw him and he needed someone like that. And you needed someone who would speak up for you when you were too nervous to, and he’s sure you wouldn’t mind having someone spoil you which was something he would definitely do.

He winced as he slid the tight condom over his red cock, angry and past the point of teasing and fore play. All night he’d been picturing what you’d look like with his cock buried inside you taking him against the window, the wall, the kitchen counter, the shower. He wanted to take you in every square foot of his home and he was destined to do it over time. Like he said, a quick fuck wasn’t all he had planned for his precious employee turned lover.

He didn’t push his cock in even though he really wanted to. You were obviously spent and needed a second to get it together again and that was okay. “Is this okay?” He asked as he ran his cock between your swollen pussy lips. He could cum just like that, he could feel the slight twitch of them and your clit hit his tip so good. “Yes,” you breathed out beginning to grind back against his cock probably trying to get yourself ready again.

“I want you inside,” you whined after a couple minutes of grinding his cock against your pussy lips. He didn’t need to be told another time before he was lining your hips with his cock, pushing in just slightly as he felt his bulging tip press against the ring of your pussy. He worked himself in slowly waiting for you to beg him to do more knowing you won’t speak up unless he makes you.

“Tell me when baby,” he hissed struggling to hold himself back from just pounding into you. You nodded, “Now, fuck, fuck me now.” He smiled licking his dry lips as he took a deep breath and hollowed out. The moan you both let out meshed into a beautiful melody as he drew himself out slowly only to pushed back in.

You never expected to be doing doggy with your boss but fuck did you dream about it. So when the chance appeared you found yourself fucking back onto his cock feeling his balls hit your clit creating a slapping sound as he brought his pace to a harder, quicker, pounding, “Koo—“ you but into your lip to stop yourself but he shook his head.

He gripped your right leg that had been resting beside him and flipped you onto your side bringing the leg over his shoulder while the other was trapped under him. Your pussy opened wider for him and with this angle he was able fuck more of his cock into you, one hand gripped your leg and the other began to rot with your clit, stuck on making you cum just one more time before he did. Not only did you ass jiggle with even the slightest of movements but so did your tits, and he couldn’t help but trap your leg between his arm and neck to bring his hand down to grope your tits.

“Ah,” you whined trying to grind against him, he held you tit as he lowered himself, rutting into you as he leaned down enough to attempt at a kiss along your neck. You pushed yourself up to meet his affections but a whine was drawn out of you when he stilled inside you, grinding with his full length, “I’m g—gon—“

“Let go baby, wanna feel you cum around my cock, please,” he rubbed harder against your clit feeling your pussy tighten around him and in one go you were releasing on his member as he let go in the condom.

It took you both a few moments to collect yourselves, Jungkook peppered your hair with kisses as he slid himself out as careful as possible but you still hissed at the feeling. He jumped out of bed running to the bathroom and you found yourself looking around the room. Was that it? Was this his way of telling you to leave. You pushed your sex hair out of your face swallowing the growing lump in your throat as you sat up feeling a little sore. You looked around for your bra and underwear spotting your torn up blouse making you grip the bed sheet that you yanked off the bed to make a dress. You hurried to pick up your things unaware of the Director’s return.

“Get your cute butt back on the bed unless you want me to make you.”

You looked up at him watching him walked out with a towel that he wiped his flaccid member with. You sat on the edge watching him walk over to your side. He put the towel down between your spread legs wiping gently with the damp cloth looking into your eyes, “Lay down Angel, you’re not going anywhere. I told you this wasn’t going to be a quick fuck.”

You did as told laying back down as he rounded the corner to join you where he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into him. “So,” you bit your lips nervously too impatient and too curious to stop yourself from asking, “We are gonna keep this a secret at work, right?”

“You want to?” His brows furrowed looking down at you, “How am I supposed to go see you whenever if it’s a secret?”

“Well, it’s just, it’s going to look suspicious that the rookie you chose for an important project was sleeping with you too.”

“Okay,” he nodded kissing the tip of your nose, “But if I can’t kiss you during work hours then you better be available off the clock whenever. I’ve already got a date planned for us this weekend.”

You smiled snuggling into him in agreement letting his broad shoulder envelope you in his hold. He kissed your forehead as he reached for his lamp and turned the light off, “Goodnight love.”

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okkk lowkey/highkey inspired by A Business Proposal

But I made it kinda short and quick bc this is just a one shot that I would forget if I didn’t write it now.