A Jeon Jungkook Fanfic, By Jeonggukkiss.

A Jeon Jungkook fanfic, by jeonggukkiss.

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"E-excuse me, have you seen a little girl? 6 years old, about this tall, wearing a coat with candy canes on it? She also has a lady bug umbrella?" Y/N stumbles on her words, frantic gestures and running tears made of her as she talks to the elderly couple on the street.

"Sorry dear, but we'll be on the look out for her." They nod at Y/N, making her smile briefly before bowing. She then turns around and walks fast, looking everywhere for the little girl.

"Nari! Cha Nari!" She screams through the clear sidewalk, squinting around and asking people that pass by if they had seen her girl.

Passersby send her a pitiful look, not even knowing if they could handle missing their own child in the middle of Seoul.

She cries harder as rain started to slowly pour down, a bad day to wear a fabric coat and not a waterproof one as it soaks through, her skin drenched in translucent cold paint. But she wasn't bothered, she couldn't be even if she wanted to.

Her daughter was missing.

"Nari! Please! Baby, mommy needs you!" She runs to the playground near her, talking to herself as she looks through the playhouses, subtly trying to shelter herself inside the small house.

She sat onto her knees before pulling out her cellphone, it was the only waterproof item Y/N has on her. She fumbles on the screen trying to type in the emergency number before soft small hands cover her eyes.

Y/N freezes.

"Eomma, guess who!" A soft kid's voice echoes through her ears.

She slowly took off the child's hands before turning around.

Lo and behold, Nari stands behind her with a smile on her face, one of her pigtails came undone with her raincoat hood over her little head.

Y/N lets out a small cry before putting her arms around the smaller one, crying onto the child's shoulder as relief floods inside her.

"Oh God, baby, my baby." Y/N shakes as she hugged Nari tightly, afraid that she'll run off again.

"Eomma, ahjussi helped me find you!" She pushes her mother’s head with her two small hands, holding her cheeks delicately before pointing towards the man behind her, outside the playhouse holding a big black umbrella and Nari's lady bug one.

Y/N looks up, meeting eyes with the man that brought back her daughter to safety. He stands alone in the pouring rain as he holds the umbrella above him and her daughter.

She feels her body freeze for the second time again.

The man in question smiles softly before opening his lips and,

"Cha Y/N, you never told me I have a daughter." He steps closer before kneeling beside Nari. Their almost identical faces making Y/N cross her eyes as she looks at both at them in bewilderment. Nari laughs before squeezing her mother’s cheeks once again.

"Eomma’s face, so funny." She says in giggles. She carefully took off her daughter’s hands off her face before saying with jittery knees,

"W-what?"

You as Cha Y/N

Jeon Jungkook as himself

Kim Taehyung as himself

Park Jimin as himself

Jung Hoseok as himself

Min Yoongi as himself

Kim Seokjin as himself

Kim Namjoon as himself

for Tough, a Jeon Jungkook FanFiction

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how happy (cyberslut christmas) | myg

⤑  series: cyberslut ⤑ pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader ⤑ genre: angst, fluff… and lots of smut! ⤑ rating: explicit ⤑ word count: 12.2K // unedited. ⤑ warnings: cursing, dirty talk, hickeys, oral sex (m), slight somnophilia, mentions of riding, shitty parents, yoongi and yn are lowkey the same, unprotected sex (stay safe, y’all!), fingering, nipple play, a new kink for yoongi, cum inside, creampie, subtle cock warming…  ⤑ A/N: this made me miss them lmao :( nd this was a lot of fun to write - pls let me know what you think ! x 

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i wanna do a the time travelers wife concept with jk or namjoon but i cant stand the likeness of it being 100% angsty… what yall think?… i need opinions

—christmas cream(pie) ; (m.)

⟶ pairing: jeon jungkook/reader

⟶ genre: established relationship, smut, fluff

⟶ word count: 3.6k

⟶ summary:  a day before christmas dinner with your boyfriend’s parents, you discover another alternative way to use the chocolate cream you’re making. jungkook is more than willing to indulge in your little fantasy.

⟶ warnings: explicit sexual content, food play, finger-sucking, spit kink, dirty talk, oral (f) receiving, slight choking but nothing too extreme, unprotected sex, creampie, jungkook being the sweetest boyfriend on the earth and your emotional support, tooth-rooting domestic fluff:(

a/n: hi!! this is my little christmas present for you. hope you enjoy what my brain came up with yesterday<3 ps. i also dont know what kind of fic title this is.

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how many chapters are there to tough? so excited for chapter 2 !!!!!

Not sure yet, but i dont want it to be too long to the point where the plot is just dragged out or too short where the plot is really squished and rushed. So far, I’ve already written up to chapter 6 so we’ll see how long this au would be!

any way you want it | kth | m

— summary; in which your best friend, Taehyung, finds out about your unsatisfying sexual experiences and decides to put an end to that track record himself. 

— contents and warnings; smut, childhood best friends, Taehyung x reader, bigdick!tae, breast play, oral (f receiving), dry grinding, dirty talk, tae has a praise kink, unprotected sex (be responsible!!), rough sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, Taehyung takes things personally but he has good intentions, this is what happens when mutual thirst gets suppressed for years of friendship 

— words; 6.6k

— author’s note; i have no idea why but this fic was so fucking hard to put down into words??? I felt mentally constipated the entire time but it’s finally here 

Taehyung wasn’t the slightest bit surprised when you called him at almost two in the morning, complaining about your newest nightmarish date and practically begging to come over. Like the good friend that he was, he made sure to tell you that you would be more than welcome to join him in his newest documentary marathon about aliens, and wondered if you could bring him some takeout on your way over there. Like the bad friend that you were, you said no. 

To be fair, the nearest takeout place was across the city from his apartment (about thirty minutes away and in a bad neighborhood), and you were already having a horrible night as it was. Besides, you refused to take part in Taehyung’s search for a high blood pressure and cholesterol levels, arguing that it wasn’t the right time to stuff his face full of hypercaloric noodles. 

But you did pity him enough to comply with his second request: a big pot of vanilla ice cream, which you were sure you’d end up consuming too. You were in a crisis.

As if to prove that the gods above were laughing at you, during the walk of shame to Taehyung’s apartment, it had started to rain (because of course it did), and your umbrella was only able to save you from the shoulders up before it crumbled and flew away from your gasp, rolling on the asphalt like a ball of dirt in a Wild West movie. By the time that you dragged yourself to his front door, you were completely soaked (and not in the way you had planned for that night to end), and about to break down crying. 

Taehyung, like the angel that he was, helped you with your heavy coat and talked you into taking a warm shower before you got sick. He took the supermarket bag from you (where the ice cream had probably already melted) and walked you to this bathroom, excusing himself so he could grab you some dry clothes — and you only saw the ones he had picked when you got out of the shower. 

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