Blows My Mind I Love In The Same Day And Age As Them Fr

blows my mind i love in the same day and age as them fr

one thing i like to think of in this hiatus is the more we get individual members content and success the closer we are to having tannies come back,, they will come back to be honest they’re not leaving,, they’re just showing us who they can be beyond the group and reminding us all of how talented and breath taking each of them are and reminding us how much power the seven of them really hold. i cant wait to see everything they have in store for us,, not for anyone but bts and armies,, and we’re so lucky to see these projects they’ve been working so hard on 💞

cuties!!!

thank god for plot twists like you, jjk <3

pairing black fem y/n x dilf jk

genre fluff smut slight angst?

word count 15.7k ( im sorry i know, but i’ve been gatekeeping this fic since boxing day ) 

warnings age gap ( five years ), smut in the form of : hair pulling, ass / pussy slapping, overstimulation, squirting, nipple play, dirty talk, tummy bulge kinda?? cum eating, fingering, basically lots of filth, jungkook has a sir kink :/ but!!! also lovey dovey soft sweet sex that has both jk & y/n emosh because i’m a sucker for sweet nothings in intimate positions , sarang is the cutest 2 year old everrrrrr!!!! shitty attempt at angst or turmoil ig?? don’t come for me bestiess!!! i cannot tap into sadness when sarang exists to make me smile <333

summary sarangie loves the jungle gym and jungkook loves sarang. so it’s simple he brings her there at least twice a month. but the one month he misses out because poor sarangie caught a cold and his schedule got packed up is when you were hired. so imagine this dilf’s surprise when a girl no less than 5 years younger than him greets him at the reception and ushers him in.

so let me reiterate, sarangie loves the jungle gym and jungkook loves sarang. you however, are the perfect add on <3.

authors note yall i got a job…as a soft play assistant…and now my feet are gonna fall off…but here is this!!! work that bestie y/n does is from my own experiences, everything else is fiction? [ some characters may be loosely inspired by my co-workers ], any names aren’t meant to represent the actions of any idols/actors/models that share the name!! ( update it is 5 months later and i quit but here’s this fic!! )

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“Play! Dadda play!” Sarang screeched in his ear as they walked into the entrance of the jungle gym. The bright red sign reading “Sky High!”, nearly on the verge of slipping off, bristled slightly in the wind above them, making Jungkook pick up the pace before it flattened him and his daughter.

It was the second play session of the day which Jungkook also knew to be the busiest, which meant he was probably going home with parent complaints against Sarang. 

It wasn’t that his daughter was a bully, no. She just got a little rough when picked on and didn’t know the true essence of “being the bigger person”.

Of course it’s a trait she got from her mother. Absolutely nothing to do with Jungkook or his parenting.

“Okay remember when we go in, no biting, no hair pulling, no slapping and no mean words.” He paid no attention to where he was going, the pathway becoming all too familiar to him and looked down at his back pocket, struggling to get his phone out.

“Mhm dadda.” Sarang hummed mindlessly, her eyes already filled with mirth seeing the LED illuminated ball pit. They joined the line, waiting for no more than 3 minutes expecting to see the face of the lovely Jiung, the university student who had managed to steal his daughter's heart but instead….there was you.

“Hi, welcome to Sky High, do you have a booking with us today?” You smiled up at him, eyes flickering to his daughter who babbled at you. Scrunching your nose in her direction you turned back to who you presumed was her father, idly waiting for him to return back to earth.

“Sir?”

“Oh yeah, sorry um yes! Yes I do. It’s under Jeon. 1 adult and 1, 2-4 year old.” The title made him flush, guilt quickly creeping up after.

“Ah found you! Okay that’s all set, since she is 2 she is allowed to play on both the Toddler Frame and the Main Frame, please make sure to keep socks on at all times, hand sanitise before you come in. Your session today will end at 2:30 and the kitchen will close at 1:45pm. Enjoy your stay.”

“Baiiii!” Sarang waved up at you as Jungkook pushed open the gate, giving you one last smile before taking Sarang to find a table. “Bye sweetheart!” You called her before tending to another customer.

“I can't believe I just stared at her like an idiot,” Jungkook grumbled as he placed his baby on the table and took off her earrings slowly.

Sarang giggled, before mimicking his earlier position, his mouth in an “O” shape.

“Baby quit it,” He chuckled. “I didn’t look that stupid did I?” He picked her up and placed her down on the floor, taking his own shoes off in the process.

Sarang said nothing but nodded her head, her attention quickly being drawn to the new twisting slide that she had become addicted to. Without looking back she immediately raced off, out of the seating area and towards the Main Frame, not looking where she was going and soon collided into a pair of tall legs.

“Ah,” She pouted, landing on her butt.

“Oh no Sarang, I’m so sorry!” A voice shrieked as the legs bent down in front of her and soon Jiung’s face came into view. “I should’ve seen you coming, are you okay?”

It was as if it was magic the way she immediately forgot about the ache in her butt. She stood up, placing both hands on the floor first before standing up on her legs as if she was in a “downward dog” yoga position before fully straightening up.

Her eyes met his worried ones and the baby stepped forward smiling wide and continuing to toddle off to the slide.

Jiung watched her, adored by her presence before turning around and shrieking once again. There stood Jungkook behind him glaring down at the boy. “Did you push her?”

“No, No! S-Sarang fell on her butt and I was just,” He cleared his throat. “Just making sure to see she was okay that’s all!”

Jungkook stayed silent, hoping his stare was enough to intimidate the boy before brushing past him. “Thanks.” 

When Jiung was sure Jungkook was far enough he let out a long breath, his whole body relaxing and dragged himself over to the cafe counter, pushing open the bar gate and melting into you, trapping you against the counter.

“Jiung!” You exclaimed, giggling at his pouty behaviour. “Get off, I need to wipe this down.” When you realised he wouldn’t budge, you started to swat him with your damp cloth which seemed to get his attention only when it finally hit his face.

“Y/n ew!” He spluttered, grabbing a serviette and wiping his mouth, weirdly also patting down his tongue. You stared at him unimpressed, folding your cloth once more and continuing wiping down the table.

“What’s got you in a mood anyway?” You asked him, glancing over occasionally.

“So you remember that adorable little girl, Sarang, that I told you about?” You nodded your head.

“Well she bumped into me today and fell on her butt so of course I made sure she was okay, which she was! She’s strong you know,” He said admirably. “And when she ran off I turned back around and there was her dad just GLARING at me and I literally froze.”

“He. Is. SO SCARY.” Jiung got right up in your face for emphasis. You pushed him away with your hips, bringing down a basket filled with chocolates and dumping it in his arms so you could wipe underneath.

“Okay, and how long has he been terrorising you?” You joked.

“Since like August, a friend of his had a birthday party here, and mind you his wife was HOT-” You slapped him on the arm for that. “And then he started coming like twice a month.”

“And in all honesty it’s not my fault his daughter is in love with me? How can I help it if I’m appealing?” He scoffed, placing the basket back and taking two racks of baby snacks in each hand.

“Yeah to toddlers,” You snorted. “It’s giving predator more than victim Jiungie.” He kicked you in the leg for that. You both carried on down the bar, Jiung grabbing things down for you to wipe the space underneath until you were all finished. Walking back you asked Jiung to point him out to you but there was no need as immediately he squeaked seeing both Jeon Sarang and Jeon Jungkook walking towards the counter.

“I’m going to go out back and see if Geum-hi needs any help.”

“Hey! But what if I need you to- Nope he’s gone.” You sighed turning back to the counter seeing Jungkook with his baby on his hip. You smiled up at him, making the flush in his stomach return tenfold.

“What can I get you sir?” Fuck you said it again.

“Well can I get a latte with vanilla syrup and one babyccino for my baby,” He tickled Sarangie’s stomach making her arms flail with laughter. “Also one packet of veggie crisps and apple juice please?”

“Of course, is that all?”

“For now, yes.”

You nodded, tapping away at the tablet. Jungkook studied your face, internally melting when you stuck your tongue out a little and furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “Aha,” You smiled, finding the babyccino option you seemingly lost.

“Okay so in total that’ll be 7.67.” You typed it into the card machine, holding it out for him to scan. He pulled out his wallet, looking up at his daughter who reached her hand out expectantly for his credit card.

“Oh are you going to swipe it, little miss?” You cooed, holding it out to her instead. Sarang nodded her head, incoherently babbling to get her dad to hurry up.

“Okay okay baby, here you are.” He laughed. Sarang plucked it out of his hand, placed it down on the screen and smiled triumphantly when it beeped, all four green lights showing up.

“Well done angel. Here’s your veggie chips and apple juice,” You pushed the two towards them. “And your drinks will be waiting on the side for you.”

That being said, you turned around, walking over to the coffee machine to start on the latte. While humming along at the toddler tunes being played, Jungkook watched you bob your head as you compressed the coffee, hooking the portafilter into the machine and waiting for the espresso to brew.

He also couldn’t help raking his eyes down your body as you bent down to the bottom of the fridge, pulling out a milk carton to steam and froth the milk. Jungkook concluded you took your job very seriously and did it well. 

“Ji-ji!” Baby unexpectedly shrieked seeing Jiung enter from the kitchen. He looked around wide eyed before his eyes landed on an excited Sarang and a very focused Jungkook. He followed Jungkook’s line of sight till it landed on you seriously focused on making a babyccino.

I think somebody is interested in somebody else. Jiung smirked to himself before walking closer to the counter to talk with Sarang. The baby leaned forward out of Jungkook’s grip and only the second she was about to fall did he manage to grab her and place her standing up on the counter. “Jeon Sarang! How many times have I told you not to do that?” He gave her a hard stare to which she looked back at him doe eyed and slightly glistening.

“Daaa..” She whimpered, making grabby hands for his shoulder while Jungkook shook his head, placing them back down at her sides gently, without breaking his stare. Baby, feeling utterly hopeless, started to sniffle a little and before you knew it small little raindrops were pooling on her waterline and swimming down her cheeks.

Jungkook broke his resolve, picking her back up and cradling her against his chest. “There there baby,” He rubbed up and down her back as she stuffed her face in his neck. “No need for tears, okay, it’s only because I don’t want to see you get hurt.” He walked the two of them off to the side while Jiung quietly stepped away and thanked the lord when a customer came over to order.

Sarang said nothing but another broken “Daaa..” gripping onto his shirt and snuggled even closer to him. “I know, baby. I’m sorry”

“Um sir?” You winced once he looked over. “I’m sorry but would you like me to bring the drinks to your table so it’s easier.”

“Yes, yes please that would be great.” Jungkook glanced at you before returning his attention to the small human in his arms. He waited for you to come over, pushing the bar gate open for you to pass and the two of you walked side by side. He whispered constantly “I love you’s” and “I’m sorry’s” to his daughter.

Once reaching the table Jungkook slid into the booth seat, placing Sarang sideways on his lap. You waited before he was comfortable, placing the tray with drinks down in front of them and turning to walk away. 

“Nuu,” You heard a whimper behind you, looking back to see Sarang perked up, her arm outstretched towards you. She made grabby hands and because you couldn’t resist, you walked back over to her crouching down and enveloping her hand in yours. 

“I’m here honey,” You whispered, afraid she was too delicate right now to speak any louder. “Are you feeling any better?”

Sarangie said nothing but cautiously leaned forward before stopping herself and looking back at her dad. “Go on, it’s okay. How about I move up so Y/n can sit next to me huh?” Baby nodded, watching as you stood up and slid in next to Jungkook, facing him with one leg up so your shin was pressed against the side of his thigh. Sarang soon clambered onto your lap, standing up on your leg making you wince a little but brush it off. 

You came face to face with her flushed cheeks and button nose, your eyes and heart melting at the sight of her. You watched carefully as she reached behind you, pulling at your scrunchie and letting your curls bounce around your face. At the sight of your bouncy curls, Baby giggled, sticking her hand in the mass of soft hair, entranced by the intricate coils. 

“Thank god she’s smiling again.” Jungkook sighed, his hand resting on your knee. You felt your heart start to race but didn’t say anything, continuing to entertain the baby. Soon enough the constant pressure of Sarang’s foot on your leg made you give in and pick her up slightly so you could free your leg. “You could put them over my lap if you’d like? The booths are kinda narrow so you won’t get much leg room. Plus you’ll end up squishing my baby against the table and that’s the last thing we need.”

“O-okay, if that’s best.” You bit back a triumphant grin as Jungkook grabbed both of your legs and strung them across his lap, allowing Sarang to sit on top of your thighs. While she sat you grabbed her still warm babyccino and straw, passing it to her to sip. “You like it?”

Instead of replying the toddler wouldn’t let up from the drink unless she absolutely was in dire need to breathe and once she got two or three breaths in she was back to inhaling the drink like crazy. You giggled and watched her, holding the small pink baby cup from the bottom and brushed some of her hair back that had come loose from her ponytail.

Once done she let up, patting an outstretched hand on her tummy but soon felt it wasn’t good enough and lifted up her shirt to get to her skin. She then whined when it didn’t work, looking back at her dad who rolled his eyes smiling, picking her up and patted her back lightly to burp her. “Aren’t you going to drink your latte? I'm afraid it could be a bit cold now.”

“Oh I completely forgot,” He quickly went to grab for the mug, taking a sip. His face contorted into something unpleasant but quickly masked it with a smile taking another gulp.

“Stop stop,” You laughed pulling the mug away from his mouth. “Jungkook stop! It’s okay, I'll make you a new one.”

He smiled at you, froth coating his upper lip and shook his head. “But it's fine?”

“You sure about that Sir?” You joked, taking a serviette and wiping off his upper lip for him. You watched as his eyes followed your movements, turning darker by the second. Your stomach instantly filled with butterflies, feeling small under his lustful gaze. At least you hoped it was lustful and you hadn’t done anything to upset him.

“I’ll just go and make another,” You smiled, pulling the empty baby cup and his latte toward you. “Hey lovie, is it okay if I get up?” You cooed at Sarang who giggled, her cheeks jiggling adorably as she nodded. Jungkook lifted him up to make space for your legs to move and in doing so felt so much colder than before.

“I’ll be back in a bit but I’m afraid I can’t stay,” You mock pouted. “I have a mean boss who requires me to work work work.” With each word you went in and tickled her stomach.

As you took both the mugs, you smiled one last time at Jungkook and turned to walk away. “I’ll be right back.” You winked at Jungkook, eyes filled with mirth. He looked back at you, cocking an eyebrow and nodded, just once, his eyes trailing up and down your body before his attention was stolen by the bundle of giggles in his lap.

“Do you forgive dada for earlier Sarangie? I’m sorry for being mean, I shouldn’t of stopped you from apologising so quick.” He had her stand on his thighs, supporting her by the waist. Baby grabbed both of his cheeks and pressed her open mouth to his, mimicking a sloppy kiss which made Jungkook melt with adoration. If there’s one thing in this world he would never take for granted it would be having a baby who adores him just as much as he adores her.

“Okay how about we continue playing huh?”

Sometimes you can’t believe one of your biggest teenage dreams was getting a car. Other times you feel like the ultimate girlboss driving around in a car that you bought ( albeit yes, you had a great big help from your parents ). Today, as a matter of fact, is car wash day, which is hands-down one of the best days of the month. Your normal routine consisted of marvelling at the sight of the special LED’s the owner put up as your car was soaped up and sprayed and then promptly engaging in a very intimate concert with only one guest. You.

Today however, to your horror, you saw a new policy had been put up requiring customers to sit in the so-called waiting room instead of being inside the car. “Appa just installed a ramp you see,” Heesung, the owner’s son, reasoned. “So the cars can be moved swiftly one by one. And I’m sorry but we can't risk the extra weight of multiple people in their cars as the ramp moves them.”

“Heesung you’ve ruined my life,” You pouted at him. “I was really looking forward to blasting music and having my personal concert.”

“I know I was too, you’re so funny to watch.”

“Wait you can see me-” Heesung dipped to the back before you had a chance to lunge at him. You huffed, pulling up your jeans as you felt them get a little loose around your thighs. 

“What’s got you huffing and pouting Y/n?” A voice chuckled from behind you. “You look like Sarangie when she has to take a bath.” Your eyes widened as you turned around to see Jungkook with his baby on his hip. Said baby was scrunching her face in displeasure at the thought of bath time before her eyes landed on you and cocked her head to the side as if she was trying to figure out why you were seemingly familiar. 

“You remember Y/nie right? From the play place?” Sarang owlishly blinked at her father and blinked at you. You noticed how Jungkook tore his eyes away from your butt and thighs and you smirked, happy to know he was still hooked.

“It’s okay, she probably has to see me more than once to remember my face right?” You joked, stepping closer to them. The three of you stood in silence for a little moment before you pointed at the seats. Jungkook’s eyes widened in recognition and let you lead the way to the back of the room where there was hardly anyone near. God knows why you chose to be so private but you’d rather this than being sat near that lady and her twin sons and dog who couldn’t stop wrestling each other. 

“So what brings you to the car wash?” You asked Jungkook as you sat down.

“Um…I’m washing my car? What about you?”

“Same,” You shrugged, looking around the room before looking back at him. The second the two of you made eye contact you burst out laughing, so much so you felt your stomach start to ache as you threw your head back and bellowed.

“Ahhh,” Jungkook wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. “You’re so awkward it’s cute.”

“Can we brush past that, I have no clue why I thought that was a good conversation starter.”

“Yeah yeah sure, swiftly brushing past. So how old are you?”

You cocked one eyebrow up, looking at him teasingly. “And why would you want to know?”

“I think you already have a good idea of why, darling.” Here they go again those stupid butterflies.

“Well if you must know, I’m 22 years old.”

Watching Jungkook carefully, you noticed how his whole body seemed to melt, he was so much more at ease knowing that you were at least over 20.

“Well I’m 27. 28 in around 4 months time.” He smiled. “When’s your birthday?”

“August 3rd, what about you?”

“September 1st.”

You hadn’t noticed before but he brought a backpack with him. Noticing how restless Sarangie was getting he put her on the floor beside his feet, bringing out a colouring book and crayons for her to draw with.

“Dada, kitty.” She pointed to the book, displaying a half coloured in cat. Jungkook nodded, the both of you applauding her masterpiece and allowed her to continue drawing.

“So what is it you do?” Jungkook looked back at you, scooting his chair noticeably closer to yours.

“I have a degree in Fashion and Marketing and on weekdays I work as an apprentice to a magazine called ‘Reckless’, you might’ve heard of it and on the odd day I work as a soft play assistant.” 

“That’s amazing, so many girls would die for your job.”

You puffed out your chest, brushing the imaginary dust off of your shoulders, “Yeah but I don’t like to brag.”

“I hate you already.”

You boldly blew him a kiss to which Sarang saw and did one back to you.

“Oh my! Thank you lovie, I’ll treasure that one forever.” You cupped her chubby cheek, blowing even more kisses towards her.

“So then what about you?”

“Well I’m the CEO of a….small company. You might have heard of it, it’s called Jeon Corp.”

You stood up, bending down to cover baby’s ears who stayed unaffected and whisper shouted “Shut the fuck up!! No way you're that Jeon Jungkook? You’re like GQ Man Of The Year!”

“What can I say? Chicks dig the whole single dilf thing.” You bit your lip, holding back a smile as you sat back down once again. Can’t deny that they do You agreed silently.

“Single?” You questioned, trying your best to look innocent.

“Mhm, me and Jihyo switch every two weeks.” He nodded. “She’s leaving me today so I had to get the car washed just to make sure eomma knows who she’s messing with.”

“Rightttt…and who may that be exactly?”

“You’re just asking to get taught a lesson aren’t you.” Jungkook leaned on the arm of the chair, bringing his face closer to hers.

“Depends, you got time for me Mr CEO?” You mimicked his actions, leaning close to the point that you could feel small puffs of air fanning your lips.

“I can definitely fit you in somewhere.”

The urge to plant your lips on his was evident, but you couldn’t let Sarang see that. So painfully you pulled away, instead opting to lean in as if you were going for the kiss but planted your lips on his cheek instead, taking his phone from his pocket and unlocking it with a quick scan of his stunned face.

You made yourself a little home in his contact, quickly snapping a contact photo of the two of you before handing it back to him. “Text me when you want to schedule that lesson okay? I’m ready when you are.” You peeked at his phone screen for a split second and saw he saved your contact as darling. Oh how you wanted to ravish this man.

And with that you bent down, giving Sarang one last hug before standing up to go retrieve your car. Jungkook watched the sway in your hips as you walked away, his mind already racing with everything he wanted to do to you.

jungkook

you mind coming to this address on sunday at 12pm?

darling

depends…how bad do you want me?

jungkook

i don’t want you angel

i need you to come on sunday @ 12, can you do that for me?

darling

yes sir, i’ll be there

jungkook

you really have to stop calling me that

You squealed, looking down at your phone with the largest smile. You promptly went on to text Jiung explicit details of the high chances you had of getting dicked down on Sunday. He then went on to tell you that you were insane for getting involved with him.

y/nie😽

just because your scared of him asshole 🙄🙄

jiungie😹

that man has been terrorising me for MONTHS! 

i have the right to be 

y/nie😽

aghhhh i’m so excited you have no idea!! i’m so happy i booked my nail appointment for tomorrow and fuck it im going to wash my hair a day early too because he deserves it <3333 

jiungie😹

more like your excited for his dick

y/nie😽

same difference 🙄🙄

Sunday rolled around pretty quick and soon enough you found yourself parking in the driveway of a very beautiful 5 bedroom house ( you guessed ), way too big for a man and his 2 year old daughter. 

Your outfit today consisted of a yellow and white milkmaid dress that accentuated your bust and fell to about mid-thigh, white wedges heels on your feet, a bow highlighting your newly manicured toes. Your nails matched the pattern of your dress, white with swirls of yellow ( which had you giddy just thinking about them gripping onto his forearms or broad shoulders ) and to top it all off a yellow headband pulling your luscious curls back with a few framing your face. 

You looked like a day dream, the yellow making your skin standout compared to the dull muted colours of spring. Walking up to the door with your small bag in your hands, you rung the doorbell twice, rocking on the balls of your feet. 

“Hey…oh wow.” Jungkook opened the door with a smile that faltered seeing you. “You look beautiful,”

You pressed a hand to his chest, smiling up at him as a ‘thank you’ before walking into the house. “Yeah, I thought why not dress up for this special occasion.” 

“And what are we celebrating, may I ask?” Jungkook walked up and admired your wonder as you marvelled at the high ceiling, a chandelier that’s glass reflected onto the floor and broke into a disarray of colours. 

“I don’t know,” You peeked over at him, eyes trailing over the colours shining on his face. God he was so beautiful, so unbelievably attractive you couldn’t help but feel hot with desire. You wondered how he felt about you. You wondered if you looked just as pretty under these reflections as he did. “You tell me…sir.” You smiled coyly, placing a hand on his bicep. 

“Well, darling, I think we should celebrate a quiet home with no distractions.” He wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you closer. In doing so he grabbed your bag, placing it on the vanity table next to his own sleek leather briefcase. 

“So you mean to say your daughter is a distraction then?” You slowly unbuttoned more of his silk shirt, just until the last two buttons before it tucked into his trousers. 

“Yes darling, as much as I love her, she is my biggest priority therefore my biggest distraction.” He breathed, tilting your head up so your lips were a centimetre away from each other. 

“Then I guess it’s time to celebrate.” 

Jungkook placed a kiss on the very corner of your mouth before taking your hand in his and leading you further into the house. You both reached an open room, sliding glass doors taking up one whole wall with billowing white curtains acting as a flimsy barrier to the outside world. It was breathtakingly beautiful; extended plush couches lining the walls of the small space, another smaller, yet still ever glistening, chandelier hanging from the ceiling and a small round table filled with deserts and wine. 

Walking over you bent down towards the profiteroles arranged delectably onto the plate and brought it to your lips to take a bite. That was before you felt the back of your dress being lifted up to expose your bare butt to the eyes of the walking sin behind you. “Carry on darling,” He bent over you, pressing the side of his mouth to your ear. “Just taking a quick look.”

You gulped obediently taking a bite of the treat and moaning as the pastry burst into cream with tinges of chocolate. “I wonder what it would take for me to make you moan like that?” Jungkook’s hands roamed your lower back, smoothing over the globes of your cheeks and cupping them at the bottom. He tested the weight of them both in his hands, jiggling them slightly to make you giggle ( and it did ) before he let them go. As still as stone you waited for his next move, your back started to ache because of the bent position so you tried to stand up, just to relieve some pain, but the thought quickly diminished as a sharp slap was planted on your left cheek. “Nu uh uh, did you ask if you could get up?’ You bit your lip and shook your head. “Well then what do you say?”

“I’m sorry for not asking,” 

“Who? Who are you asking sweetheart?” He egged you on, stepping closer so you could faintly feel his cock pressed against your upper thigh. 

Gasping not only at the feeling but the way his hand trailed up your spine and buried itself in your hair, pulling you up so he was pressed flat against you. “Mhmm, sir, I’m asking you…sir?” 

“That’s right,” He hummed, pulling on your hair just a tad while he gave both of your cheeks a slap, earning a sweet gasp escaping your lips. 

“P-please..” You begged. Jungkook only laughed, reaching one hand around to your front and pulling your dress down to reveal your breasts to the cold air. He teased you a little, you quickly realised he loved playing games, brushing his palm against your nipple as you felt them get harder each time. “Sir please, I want- I, agh” You felt your knees buckle as Jungkook spontaneously grinded down against your pussy, a moment of self indulgence, steadying himself on your lower back before spinning you around. 

His arms encircled your waist as he studied the debauched look on your face, he could just about make out a red tinge on your cheekbones and smirked as you let your tongue hang out ever so slightly in attempts to calm yourself down. “Sir you’re mean,” You mumbled, pulling his shirt out of his jeans, not bothering to unbutton the last few and just pulled it apart till they broke. You pressed your warm breasts against his cold chest, moaning at the feeling as Jungkook grabbed both your wrists, pulling you down so you sat, cowgirl, on his lap. 

“I’m sorry for teasing you pretty girl, I just can't help it.” He toyed with your nipples, pulling them towards him one by one, as if he was milking a cow. “You look so cute writhing around while I explore your godly body.” He meant it, truly he did. The rush he felt knowing in this moment he had just enough power to make such a divine woman like you beg for him to help you reach that floaty, warm state of mind. Jungkook wanted nothing more than to do so. All you had to do was ask him, ask for him, for his hands, his mouth, anything and gladly he would surrender himself to be a slave to your sexual desires. He’d teased you enough and considering it’s been at least 7 months since he last had sex, he was needy too. 

What tore him out of his thoughts was feeling your pussy grinding down against him, his eyes zeroed in on the movements of your hips, his fingers teasing the fabric of your dress before he finally gave in and pushed it back to reveal your soaked lacy underwear to him. “Baby you're drenched,” He gasped, ogling the way the white underwear moulded against your chubby lips. “You need me that bad huh?”

“Yes! Want you, want your fingers please-please give them to me sir I need it.” 

“You might as well not even bother to wear any underwear at all today,” Yes, he knows he promised to stop teasing but he couldn’t help it! With the image of your head thrown back, breasts bouncing with every thrust against his covered cock, your watery eyes as you pleaded with him, it was too easy to toy with you for a little longer. “You already came without a bra, so kind of you to let me see your pretty tits.” His hands gripped your hips, stalling them and silenced your whines with a kiss. 

“I'm sorry,” He whispered between repeated pecks. “I know, I know sir’s mean and I promise I’ll stop now okay sweetheart. I’m sorry for playing with you okay? You want my fingers, you'll get them,” He manoeuvred your body so you lay against the armrest of the couch. “You’ll get them and my mouth okay baby, I’ll please you don’t worry. Give you every part of me you're crying for,” Your soaked panties came next, sadly being discarded on the floor along with his silk button up.  

Jungkook slithered down till he came face to face with your pussy, giggled as he lightly swatted your chubby lips and watched them deliciously jiggle. “No don’t laugh,” You pouted, closing a hand over your pussy and pushing your legs shut. 

“No no no, I wasn’t laughing at your pussy baby. How could I? it’s so fuckin perfect.” Jungkook slowly pushed your legs apart, until they spread open once again. “It’s so cute and chubby, I love it. Will you let me see again?” He kissed your knuckles as a way to ease them up. “Please, wanna play with your pretty pussy baby. Wanna make you cry because I kiss it so sweet.” 

You moaned, staggered pants escaping your lips as you let your hands fall away. Jungkook wasted no time parting your lips in a ‘V’ and planting a kiss on your clit before flattening his tongue against your sweet hole and lapping at it. “Sir, oh thank you sir, thank you.” Your hands found home in his hair, gripping it tight as you grinded down against his face, panting in pleasure when you felt his two fingers start to scissor you. 

“Yes that’s right baby,” Jungkook moaned against your relentless pussy. “Just like that. Use me to make you cum go on,” He was enraptured by your clit, the small pulsing nub begging for attention. His mouth watered and immediately wrapped his mouth around it, grazing his teeth over the spots that pitched your moans and kissing it ever so gently as he sped up the pace of his fingers. 

“Oh sir I think I’m gonna- Oh!” You sped up the pace of your hips against his face, gasping louder as his nose swiped against your clit multiple times.

“Cum for me then sweetheart, you can do it.”

“Jungkook, oh my! Jungkook please I need you please,” You were delirious, the pleasure you were feeling was unmatched. The heat in your cheeks, the burn in your thighs, the electricity in your clit. It was all too much, too great, you couldn’t handle it. 

“I’m right here, pretty baby,” He leaned over you, fingers still pounding into your pussy, but cupping your cheek ever so gently. He bent his head down into your neck, easing you into your high with sweet kisses lining your throat before coming to your lips. “Can I come with you pretty? Is that okay? Can I get my cock out and slide it against your sweet pussy?”

“Yes yes! Want sir to cum too,” Your hands frantically found his slacks, unzipping them and fishing his cock out of his boxers. Jungkook did his best to slip them both off but ended with his boxers still hanging off of his ankle. He removed his hand from your pussy, hushing you with pecks against your cheeks as he used his slick hand to lube up his cock. One, two, three times he slapped the heavy weight of his cock onto your clit making you cry out in pleasure. “Sir please, need to feel your cock against me, inside me please.”

“Not inside, pretty baby, I’m not ready for that just yet.” You nodded silently, instead spreading out your pussy lips and beckoning for him to place his cock there. And he did. Your moans released in tandem as he fell forward, caging you in as he rocked against your pussy. 

“I w-won’t last, Jungkook, it’s too good.”

“Yeah? Does my sweet baby like it when my cock bullies her clit? Does she like it when I kiss her so sweet for being so pretty? Hm? Do you like it when I tease you so much just to unwind your pretty body into tears and moans? All because of me right?”

You nodded, drinking in his words as your high came nearer. If it wasn’t for his dirty dirty mouth spurring you on, it was definitely the pulsing of his cock as the bulbous head battered your clit. “I have to- have to tell you,”

Jungkook grunted, tearing his eyes away from the lewd image of his cock against your pussy. “What sweet girl?” 

“I- I’m probably going to sq-” Jungkook was nearing his edge, so close to falling again after 7 months he forgot about what you were saying and sped up to a pace that was almost animalistic. 

“Jungkook!” You shrieked. “I’m gonna fucking cum oh my god,” You’re eyes rolled to the back of your head as your arms blindly searched for somewhere, anywhere to place your hands until one landed on his bicep and the other on his shoulder. “Jungkook please come with me sir, please I don’t wanna go alone.”

“You won’t baby, just hang on a little second longer for me okay?” He flattened down against you, your hips working in an antagonistic pair, thrusting up into each other roughly in tandem. You could feel his balls slapping against your butt, getting thicker with each second.

“Jungkook,” You moaned his name as Jungkook brought his arms up to cup the back of your head, fingers pulling on your curls. 

“Yes, say my name baby,” He panted, kissing from your lips and down the stretched column of your neck. “Scream it, it’s yours.” 

Jungkook can’t remember what made him lose it, maybe it was your flushed cheeks or eyes begging for a release. It could’ve been the grip on him that you had and seeing how he made your eyes roll to the back of your head. One thing he does remember though, is seeing little squirts escape you before you pressed up against him hard and screamed his name. 

It was wet, your pussy gushing so much Jungkook felt his orgasm attack him with no warning as he felt himself completely collapse onto you, pumping out cum onto your spent cunt, while he gently continued to thrust against your pussy.

“Thank you,” You mumbled, overwhelmed with pleasure. “Jungkook, thank you so much, oh my god you're amazing.”

“No you are baby, fuckin’ perfect body, perfect pussy, perfect face.” He kissed up and down your throat before he reached your lips and lazily made out with you. You moaned against his mouth, your heart bursting with undeniable affection. 

“I can’t believe you squirted oh my fucking god that was so hot.” Jungkook laughed, pulling your messy curls behind your ears to free your face. You merely smirked, telling him you tried to warn him but he made you forget. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t fuck you like you wanted,” Jungkook spoke up after a while. “It’s just I didn’t have a condom on hand and I didn’t trust I would pull out in time. That and the fact that intimacy is kinda hard after the divorce, let’s just say my ex-wife has a lot to say about my ‘game’.”

“Well she’s delusional because one your stroke game must be fucking amazing if she had the most adorable baby with you and not to mention you just made me squirt without even properly fucking me.” 

“You were perfect Jungkook, honestly my pussy is sore but I’m still wet at the thought of you properly fucking me one day.” The man cocked one eyebrow at you, trailing on hand down to dip into your pussy to confirm your theory, making you gasp.

“Next time baby, next time I’ll fuck you so good both of us are crying.” You slapped his chest as you laughed out loud, closing your legs around his hand to trap it there. 

“I'm holding you to that. Now carry me to the shower please, I really don’t think I can at all walk with the way you finished me.” Jungkook smiled triumphantly, standing up to hook one arm under your knees and the other under you back and lifted you up bridal style, looking at you then your lips and deciding fuck it and planted one last kiss there before carrying you to the shower. 

( He lied, he got into the bathtub with you and kissed you so much you were giggling the entire time <3 ) 

It had been a couple of months of you and Jungkook’s blissful situationship and you couldn’t genuinely feel any better. You found the dull aches of horniness cured within hours, you found yourself waking up with a smile etched onto your face and most importantly you had your overdose of cute baby giggles to send you off to work.

To be fair, Jungkook was wary of letting you hang around Sarang so often, the nagging voice in the back of his mind reminding him you were probably only temporary. He didn’t want to get the three of you too attached to each other before you inevitably left. Who was he kidding? You were a fresh new budding magazine editor just waiting for her big break. He was a boring CEO of a company who happened to have the cutest baby in the world. It was doomed. 

However it didn’t feel so. 

Every smile, every touch, each giggle and each glance swelled his heart all the more. Seeing Sarang reach for you when she got excited, kick her chubby legs in the charming way babies do when the shriek out of pure happiness was enough to have Jungkook, on the off-chance, wish what you could be was more.

For now he would stay silent, basking in the little bubble your trio had created each Friday night, Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon. He resented any thought of the bubble bursting and clung onto the sugary sweetness he felt pooling in his stomach whenever he saw Sarang leave open mouthed kisses on your cheeks and lips. He clung even harder whenever he saw your heart shaped eyes staring back at her. 

It was a warm Friday morning, it being your last official day at Sky High, heart cinched at the prospect of seeing both Jungkook and Sarang tonight. It was time to watch Encanto, the film the three of you were trying your absolute hardest not to watch to experience the phenomenon all together. Disney movies were always and will always be your guilty pleasure but since Sarang had discovered them it was the perfect bonding moment for the two of you. 

The first time she had watched Moana was a Sunday afternoon around two weeks ago, when you mentioned to Jungkook if she had a favourite Disney character.

“I have no clue. She doesn’t really watch Disney.” He shrugged, leaning forward with Sarang’s favourite pink baby spoon to feed her.

“You mean to tell me you’ve been depriving your daughter of the one essential part of nearly every little one's childhood? You’re an evil man Jeon Jungkook.” You shook your head, standing up from your chair across from him and bending down to Baby. 

“My love, do you want to watch a Disney film with me?” You gave her your best doe eyes. Sarangie smiled, bringing her hands to your cheeks and babbling. “Of course you do.” You picked her up, placing her on your hip, her chubby legs clinging onto your sloped waist comfortably.

“Your hips are such a perfect baby seat,” Jungkook brought his hands up, tracing the curve of your waist absentmindedly. 

“A perfect Sarangie seat more like,” You tickled her tummy, walking into the spacious living room with her. 

You placed Baby on the floor while searching for the TV remote, “Jungkook do you have Disney+ ?” 

“What is that?” He called back over the sound of rushing water. You rolled your eyes, not bothering to reply and started to create an account. When the card details showed up on the screen, you paused for a second. 

Was it okay just to take the card and sign up? 

Or should I ask first? 

You bit your lip, looking down at Sarang for help. “I should just ask, right? Saves me any invasion of privacy…It’s not like we're that close anyway.” You mumbled to her and yourself. Your feet carried you to the kitchen were you leaned across the counter, furthest away from Jungkook, feeling it would be best to let any embarrassment dissipate through the air after you were so surely going to be rejected. 

“Um, Jungkook?”

“Yes darling,” 

“Is it okay if I use your card to sign up for the subscription?” 

He took off his washing up gloves, walked around to the ceramic plate that held his wallet and multiple car keys and took his card out handing it to you. “Don’t worry about asking next time, okay?” He pulled you in by your waist, pecking you on the lips. “I’ll spend all my money to make my girls happy,” 

You pushed him away from you, biting back a smile. “I’m your girl?” 

“Damn right you are.” 

A sudden wail from Sarang made the two of you snap out of your flirty reverie and rush to the living room where she was taking wobbly steps, fat tears rolling down her chubby cheeks. “Oh my baby, were you scared?” You cooed, scooping her up and kissing away her pout. “I’m so sorry I should’ve been quicker,” You rested her head on your shoulder, whispering your apologies as she tangled her sausage fingers in your curls. 

“Da,” She pouted up at Jungkook, reaching the other hand towards him. He stepped in behind you, pressing kisses to her palm and hugging the two of you from behind. 

“You’re so perfect,” He said to the both of you. “My pretty perfect girls.” He turned his kisses to small little bites down Sarang’s arm till he reached her cheeks and kissed her till she was squealing and pushing him away. 

“Baby, are you ready to watch Tangled with me?” 

Sarang gave an adorable confused sound, tilting her head to the side. 

“Yeah okay, me and Daddy are going to blow your mind…Well I am.” You squinted over at Jungkook. 

“Yeah because all I’m useful for is my credit card.” He huffed, sitting down and cuddling next to the two of you. 

You walked up to the glass door, pushing one open in your stride but to your embarrassment it didn’t open. Right, it’s the left one. You sheepishly walked in, ignoring Jiung’s laughter as he buzzed you through the gate. “You’ve been working here, what, 6 weeks now?” 

“It didn’t happen, you didn’t see a thing!” You called out, walking to the staff changing rooms to get ready for the day. 

The centre was in full swing by noon, and now it was already nearing the end of the second session. You grabbed your phone from underneath the counter, seeing a text from Jungkook that read, 

koo

just as a heads up, me and sarang are coming

darling

that’s great!!! i missed her :((

koo

um…what about me??darling i guess i missed you too…

koo

also jihyo is tagging alongshe wants to see the play place baby loves so much 

darling

oh cool i wont be speaking to her tho right?

koo 

no no, nothing your not comfortable with 

darling 

i’ll see you then <3

koo 

see you pretty <3

You smiled down at your phone, wishing you could strike it with the love hearts pooling in your eyes. He used my love heart, you internally squealed. How could you not be completely and utterly obsessed with him? Now all you had to do was count down the seconds till you saw two of your favourite people. 

You headed into the kitchen, leaning against the wall with an airy smile on your face. 

“And why are you smiling like that? You don’t deserve it when you're leaving us all tomorrow!” Geum-hi, the cook, walked from the very back of the kitchen, tugging oven mitts off of her hands and dramatically slapping them down on the worktable. 

“Stop, you know I’m just as sad about leaving.” You frowned. “Jungkook and Sarang are coming in soon, that’s why I’m smiling.”

“Ahh your boyfriend.” 

“Hey!” You gasped, “He is not my boyfriend…yet”

“Honey I’m 51 years old, I know when I see a love sick puppy. And to be fair, both of you make me sick. Why can’t you just take eachother home and fuck it out?” 

“We already do, well we haven’t fucked yet but still…he makes me cum enough.” As you spoke Jiung walked into the kitchen with an empty cupcake stand, pausing in his tracks to retch. 

“This is a fucking kitchen Y/n, why are you talking about your sexcapades?” 

You rolled your eyes, hearing your manager call out for someone to start sweeping underneath the tables. You stuck your tongue out an Jiung one last time before heading out with a dustpan and brush. You paused as you walked, taking in the mess of crumbs and other bits and bobs all over the floor and felt your shoulders sink. I hate this job so much, you groaned, thankful when you saw Jiung walk over to the other side to start on the tables. 

Once finished it was about 5 minutes till opening time, you headed back around the cafe to the check in area, double tapping the spacebar to wake up the desktop. While scrolling through the check in, an excited squeal drew your eyes to the door and your heart instantly lifted. Both Jungkook and Sarang’s bunny smiles were staring right at you. You smiled back just as wide, waving to her as she kicked her legs in excitement. 

“Looks like someone’s happy to be here,” Your manager laughed, watching the interaction as she tinkered with the slushy machine. “Those two do seem to love you.” 

You smiled bashfully, “Well, they are my favourite customers. She’s the cutest and he’s so sweet.” 

“Well, you two do make a very cute couple.” She noticed the hitch in your breath, “Darling I’m not blind, everyone can see how smitten the two of you are.” She finished up, walking to the doors to unlock them. “I need you on tills today and once the initial rush is over can you start on fridge rotation, then set up for the party. Report back to me when you’re done, I’m not letting you slack because it’s your last day.” She winked as you pouted, watching as she welcomed everyone and directed them towards you. 

Your eyes drifted back to Jungkook and Sarang multiple times, your leg coming up to habitually scratch at the back of your calf to calm your jitters. One by one the line shortened until it finally reached them.

“Hi Sir, do you have a booking with us today?” You smiled, trying your best to not hold eye contact for too long. Jungkook smirked back although it was obvious his cheeks were starting to gain a reddish hue.  Sarang waved her pudgy hand at you and your resolve melted for just a few seconds, cooing at the adorable baby. 

“Yeah it’s under Jeon, 2 adults and 1 2-4 year old.” Two adults? Your eyebrows furrowed looking at the screen. Huh? Your eyes wandered up and realisation settled in. Jeon Jihyo- well Ex-Jeon Jihyo stared back at you with a stiff smile. You tried your best to reciprocate it, checking the three of them in. 

“Well I’m sure you’re familiar with the rules, right? Sarangie please make sure to keep your socks on today okay?” Baby nodded her head, her pineapple ponytail bobbing along with her. “Have fun.” 

“Excuse me,” Jihyo’s voice called out. You turned your head in her direction, holding your breath as she levelled you with an intimidating stare. “Do you sell good coffee here?”

“Yes of course, we wouldn’t want to poison our customers.” You lightly joked. 

“Hmm,” She raised an eyebrow before turning to Jungkook. “You would think such a place wouldn’t hire children to do adult work. That boy is struggling on his own.” 

Your eyes flickered over to Jungkook, who averted his gaze, pursing his lips and whispering in Jihyo’s ear making her sigh exasperatedly. You noted the familiarity of his hand finding her lower back, a faint tug forming in your stomach but you pushed it away. 

“Quite uptight that one seems,” The next customer smiled at you. 

“Yeah, hopefully we’re to her respectable standard.” He chuckled with you, introducing himself as Cha Eunwoo and his son Minhyuk. 

Jungkook watched your interaction with a hard stare, jealousy creeping up inside him but he pushed it down. First Eunwoo makes Minhyuk the object of Sarang’s desire at their baby play group and now he’s taking his other favourite girl and making her laugh. “I hate baby play groups.” Jungkook pouted, squinting his eyes as Eunwoo made you throw your head back with laughter one last time before he waved goodbye. 

“What was that?” Jihyo looked over at him, sighing once more out of boredom. 

“Nothing,” Jungkook sat up, clearing his throat. “Would you like a coffee?” 

“Sure, I’ll come with you. Anything beats sitting and listening to screeching kids.” 

“Your baby is one of those screeching kids Jihyo,” Jungkook reprimanded, his voice clippy as he looked through the many credit cards in his wallet. 

“Yes I know, her screeching is the only kind I enjoy.” She rubbed her hand against Jungkook’s tensed arm, smiling softly at him. “Sorry if that came out wrong.” 

Jungkook shrugged her arm off, “It’s fine Ji,” he said smiling at her back before leading her to the cafe.

Jiung stood with his back to them, sweeping up spilt coffee on the ground. Jungkook cleared his throat making the young boy stand up and when he realised who it was, threw the broom to one side, wincing as it clattered against the ground. “What can I get you Mr and Mrs Jeon?” He smiled, strained in his posture. 

“I would like-”

“Ms Choi,” Jungkook cut her off. “This…isn’t my wife.” 

Jihyo’s eyes widened slightly, her neck flushing red with embarrassment. She looked at Jungkook who made no effort to gauge eye contact with her and then back at Jiung. The humiliation started to creep up the back of her neck.

“Yes,” She cleared her throat. “I think I’m going to check up on Sarang, you know my order.” Jihyo turned her back, heels hurriedly clicking off. Jiung let out a low whistle, the tension in the air making it hard for him to look Jungkook in the eye without wanting to burst into laughter. He was so unnecessarily unserious at times like this. 

Jungkook paid and stood off to the side silently brooding as he mulled over the events in his head. He didn’t feel guilty for what he had done, frankly he couldn’t care less. What he did hate however, was the fact that since checking in you hadn’t looked over, not even once, too busy stocking up drinks in the fridge. Jungkook felt like pouting, whining even, remembering just how whiny you make him. Remembering the way your hands wrapped around the base of his cock or the way you kitten licked his drooling tip or the way–

“Your drinks Mr Jeon?” Jiung cut off his reverie, and with a shake of his head he thanked him, taking both mugs. His eyes flitted over to you, just for one last glance, but met your own, smirking back at him with a knowing look. Jungkook simply shrugged, you couldn’t blame him. He was weak when it came to you, so irresistibly weak it was unfathomable. 

Jungkook walked back over to the table, seeing Jihyo cooing at Sarang as she giggled, smiling up at her beloved mother with sparkly eyes. He made sure to sit opposite her rather than next to her this time, sliding into his seat and waving to his baby. From then on the trio sat in silence, the occasional sip of drinks and Sarang’s babbling with the answer of the two doting parents, slipping in to ease the sickly tension. 

“Why did you embarrass me like that earlier?” Jihyo spoke up finally, making sure to act busy with re-tying Sarang’s ponytail. 

“It wasn’t intentional Ji,” He sighed. “And I could’ve said it much nicer, I know.” 

“But was it necessary to correct him? I mean he is just a soft play worker, what does our status matter to him?” She asked him in a small voice. Jungkook scoffed

Typical. It was so typical of Jihyo to act this way. Their divorce had been finalised 10 months ago, but she couldn’t seem to grasp that. What was even more confusing was that she fought for this divorce, fought for their separation because she felt too suffocated. Jihyo had felt that Jungkook's love was too suffocating yet she couldn’t fathom that love being shared with anyone else. Jungkook knew all the lies she spewed was just so her friends wouldn’t try anything with him. But of course they did, not to be cocky but he was Jeon Jungkook and back on the market. Some friends they were. 

Frankly Jungkook was sick and tired of Jihyo thinking she still had a claim over him, which is why he raised his eyebrows at her and said this. 

“You and I are over. Finished. Because that’s what you wanted. Yes it was necessary because, with all due respect, I don’t want people thinking I’m still married to a woman who ruined our love because she felt too suffocated…I don’t want people thinking I’m married to a woman who spreads vile rumours about me or attempts to ruin any prospective relationship I make.”

“Jihyo I don’t want people thinking I’m married to you. Not when you so easily threw me aside because you didn’t actually want to be married to me.” 

He stood up, beckoning at a confused Sarang who reached out to him and walked away from her, cooling off his anger in the form of babbles and baby giggles. While walking Jungkook caught a glimpse of you walking into the party room with two heavy crates stacked on eachother, and making sure your manager was around and noting Jihyo being occupied with angrily talking on the phone, he slipped in after you. 

“Hey,” He called, watching as you jumped, turning around to look at him with wide eyes. He cackled as he closed the door, backing away when you punched him. 

Sarang smiled happily, leaning into you and you scooped her up, spinning around and you got your early dose of baby cuddles. “I missed you two,” You pouted, walking back to Jungkook and pressing yourself against his chest. Your eyes met his as you looked up and Jungkook knew he had to kiss you, knew it was the only way he would truly let his anger fall off of him. He captured your lips in a sweet kiss, one you smiled into, standing on your tippy toes to press against him fully but pulled away once you felt Sarang start to unbutton your shirt. “Sarangie!” You gasped, looking down at her with a sweet smile. 

Baby giggled, looking around to be put down and once you did you headed back over to your crates to set up for tomorrow’s birthday party. “Need some help?” Jungkook walked up beside you, taking the top crate filled with party bags and started to open them up. 

“Mhm, party mum wants a pack of sweets and 2 mini chocolates in each bag.” You handed him the confectionary. “Thank you,” You smiled, pulling him down by his shoulder to kiss him on the cheek.

“Of course.” 

The three of you worked in comfortable silence, Jungkook mastering the party bags as you set up the long table, banners and lunchboxes. When it came time to fill the boxes up Sarang being the little angel she is, placed clementines, cheesy strings and small pudding pots in each lunch box perfectly as you handed each to her. “Ah thank you sweet sweet girl! You’re so smart my love,” You cooed while kissing her cheeks. Jungkook smiled at the two of you, walking behind and placing his chin on your head in adoration. 

He was serious about you He denounced. He had no clue how to tell you, how to even speak that into existence but all Jungkook cared about, right now, was seeing how happy and pretty you looked being a part of them. The perfect puzzle piece, slotted in between Jungkook’s arms. 

“What the fuck is this?” Both you and Jungkook’s heads shot up to see Jihyo stood in the doorway, staring you down. “And why is she holding my baby?”

You two sprung apart, Jungkook mimicking a deer caught in headlights. He started to stutter, looking at you for answers to which you turned to Jihyo and gave a very strained smile. “I’m Y/n, I’m Jungkook’s-”

“We’re… seeing each other,” He walked closer to you, placing a comforting arm on the small of your back. You looked up at him, a weak smile painting your lips, as you relaxed into him. 

Jihyo sighed exasperatedly, walking up to you with her hands stretched out cooing at her daughter. “Come to Eomma Sarangie, that’s a good girl.” Sarang looked up at her mother wide-eyed, refusing to lean over into her mothers arms, instead clinging onto your shirt and looking away. You watched as Jihyo’s face morphed into shock, coughing slightly. “We need to talk.” She looked at her ex-husband, gesturing to him to come outside with her eyes. 

“So what? Are you seriously planning on dating this…girl?” Jihyo glared at him, not bothering to close the door. “Jungkook,” She walked slightly closer to him, placing a hand on his abdomen. “She’s too young…I don’t feel comfortable knowing– I mean come on, she’s practically a child! Do you even love her? Why would you bring Sarang around her if whatever this is, isn’t serious?” 

Every word felt like a stab in the gut. Why did it matter whether he loved you or not? 

There was a coating of irritation, sheathed over the knife Jihyo used against you. Why did she have such a problem with your age too? You were old enough, you knew what you were getting yourself into and you wanted to stay. You hovered next to the door for a while, noting how they moved further away so now you couldn’t hear a thing. “Bubba?” Sarang cooed at you, pushing her hands against your cheeks as a way to make you smile. 

“Hi baby,” You nuzzled her cheek, walking over to the bench and sitting down with her in your lap. You watched her mindlessly tinker with the charms on your bracelet and slowly you realised the bundle of joy sitting in your lap was someone you couldn’t pass up. You wanted to be there for her, you knew it wasn’t easy and certainly not a decision to make on a whim but..you simply wanted her, in whatever way Jungkook would let you. “Sarangie, do you want me too?” You picked her up by her armpits, balancing her sock-clad feet on your thighs. She simply stared before, leaning forward and placing a small kiss to the corner of your mouth. You positively melted, hugging her close to your body and smiling against the chub of her arm.  

“...H-how do you know she will be there for Sarang when she needs it? Does she even know how to properly take care of her? Are you going to let her discipline our child the way she wants to!?” Jihyo was red in the face, her eyes frantic as she felt displaced. You were slowly taking over her position as the first woman in Jungkook's life. You were entering his course of action, his vision, his obsession, pushing her aside to be his bitter ex-wife. She was losing control and she hated it. Jihyo’s voice started to raise in pitch as Jungkook removed her arms from him and placed them down by her sides. 

“Jihyo…what happened to you?” Jungkook asked her softly. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. This wasn’t the girl he knew and loved. “I get it, it’s hard to let me go but you’re going to learn to have to. I did. This isn’t coming from a place of concern for our child and you know that.” 

“I’m serious about Y/n Jihyo, I want her to be a part of my daily life and when it comes to Sarang she’s doing perfectly fine taking care of her for now,” He silenced Jihyo just as she opened her mouth to speak. “Me and Y/n are going to talk okay? I let her know about whatever boundaries you have and figure out what her intentions are for our future.”

“I think it’s best if you go now,” He spoke softly. “Just so we can clear our heads.”

“Oh so you’re choosing her over me now? Is that what this is?” 

“Jihyo please! Stop trying to make everything an argument. I’m not choosing Y/n over you, you don’t have a position in my life that gives me the option to choose. You are the mother of my child and I will always love you for that, but Y/n is my hopeful future. Besides…you didn’t choose me,” His voice faltered slightly. “Even when I begged you to.”  

Jungkook walked back into the party room, Jihyo in tow. You stood up quickly seeing the both of them, Sarang twisting her head to smile at her mother. She reached out for her and you passed her on, watching and Jihyo walked out of the room, apologising to the sweet girl for raising her voice around her. 

You quietly turned your head to see Jungkook already watching you, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. You hovered awkwardly, your right leg coming up to scratch the back of your left calf out of nerves. 

“C’mere,” Jungkook opened up his arms for you to walk into. You smiled, thankful there was no tension and circled your arms around his waist, resting your chin on his sternum. 

“Everything okay?” You asked him.

Jungkook sighed, stepping back slightly to rest his forehead against yours. “Can we talk later? About us? After we put Sarang to bed.” He noticed your eyebrows furrowing and the corners on your lips droop down in worry, “It’s nothing bad I promise. I just want to know where your head’s at…” His voice dropped into a whisper, “Just so I know if you’re serious about this, like me.”

“You're serious about me?” You screeched, not bothering to hide your wide smile. “Jungkook! Oh my– thank god I was about to cry. I thought you didn’t want me in your life anymore.” 

“No baby,” Jungkook laughed lightly, brushing your curls behind your ear. “I’m fighting for this, for us. I just want to know you’ll fight for me and Sarang too.” You nodded your head fiercely, so much so your foreheads bumped against one another. 

“We should talk more later,” You decided, but not before capturing our lips against his. “I completely forgot I’m at work right now.” 

“Ah yes, well I walk about before you just so we don’t look suspicious.” 

You rolled your eyes at him for that, “Everyone already knows you bother me with kisses when you’re here.”

Jungkook simply smirked, pressing one last kiss to your lips before he walked out. “Me and Sarang will be waiting at 7 like always.” 

That they were. 

You walked up to Sarang’s window and knocked lightly seeing her look up shocked but instantly squealed when she recognised. Jungkook shrieked along with her but it wasn’t out of excitement to see you. You sat down in the car, pulling the door closed and turned to look at him. “I think I pissed myself.” He glared at you. 

“Oh, do you want me to grab a nappy from the boot?” You made way to open the door before looking back at him laughing.

“Ha ha ha so funny. Sarang’s nappies wouldn’t fit me anyway.” He grumbled, earning him a weird look. 

“Jungkook what-?”

“I don’t know, ignore that.”

“Dutifully ignored.” You nodded, turning back to entertain Sarang with mindless chatter. She babbled along, showing you the pretty bracelet Jungkook bought for her.

“Oh my, Sarangie it’s so pretty,” You gently held her wrist looking at the silver chain with a bunny and heart charm hanging off of it. Baby giggled, shaking her head with a little ‘Nuu’ and thrusted out her other wrist instead. This one adorned a bright pink princess bracelet with a yellow star smack bang in the middle that lit up when pressed, which Sarang kindly demonstrated for you. 

“She got that one in a stupid magazine,” Jungkook rolled his eyes looking at the two of you through the rearview mirror. “It comes with that tiara which Miss Sarang didn’t need because she already has at least six at home.” He raised his voice to capture her attention. 

Sarang blew raspberries back in response to his goading. 

“Are you ready for Encanto my love,” You tickled her feet. Sarang kicked her feet in retaliation, giggling so much that she started to hiccup slightly. “Ah baby’s excited!!” You turned your head back to see Jungkook’s reaction but already caught him staring at the two of you. He turned his focus back onto the road, sticking his tongue out slightly as he made a left turn into their quiet neighbourhood. 

You admired him, silently drooling over his veiny arms as they manoeuvred the wheel, his dark eyebrows making his eyes appear hooded and dangerous. Jungkook’s lips morphed into a smirk, a tell that you had been caught making you turn back to Sarang who had conveniently nodded off to sleep. 

You felt Jungkook’s hand slid in between your thighs, gripping it ever so slightly. “You all good there baby?” He asked, glancing over at you for a split second before returning his focus back on the road. 

“Mhmm,” You nodded, shifting ever so slightly. His hand started to creep higher ever so slightly making you hyper aware of the burning feeling left in its wake. “Jungkook,” You whined quietly, trapping his hand as it reached the very top of your thigh, too dangerously close to you know where.

“Yes darling,” He hummed, oblivious to the distress he was causing you. 

“Jungkook, please. Not now, I can’t handle it now.” You were begging him as his fingers pushed your thighs apart. He chuckled ever so slightly, removing his hand as he turned into the driveway of his house, pulling into the garage. 

“Your so sweet when you beg baby,” He turned off the ignition, turning to you. He leaned in close, taking both hands and cupping your cheeks. “My sweet whiny baby, I missed you so much this week.”

“I missed you too Koo,” You smiled. “You and Sarang.” 

His eyes flickered to his sleeping angel and they melted into hazel puddles of adoration. “I’ll wake her up and you get that film on yeah?” 

You nodded, “I’ll get changed first.” 

Getting back from changing you were met with a puffy-faced Sarang, sitting on Jungkook's lap with her back pressed against his chest. You sat down, cuddling into his side and nuzzled the top of Sarang’s head. “Sorry I took too long, my hair got caught in one of the buttons.”

“Ah, yeah we heard you yelp,” Jungkook hummed passing you the remote.

“And you didn’t think to check on me?” You gasped sitting up slightly. Jungkook smiled teasingly, wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing his lips onto yours. You huffed turning away at the last second so his lips landed on your cheek instead, grabbing the remote to start Encanto.

That ‘start’ lasted all but 15 minutes before both you and Sarang dozed off again, worn out from the day’s events. Jungkook smiled softly, peering down at the two of you, with a soft smile. “I’m so lucky.” 

He nudged you awake with kisses to your eyelids and pecks to your lips. You whined, of course, but let him stand up and guide you to Sarang’s nursery where you both lay her down, each kissing her forehead. You turned on her galaxy night light, before walking out with Jungkook and pulling the door slightly closed. Turning you saw him already staring at you with his palm outstretched. You took it, graciously, and let him sweep you up bridal style and carry you to his bedroom. “Jungkook!” You whisper shrieked, slapping his chest. 

He lay you down on his bed, turning to take both his shirt and sweatpants off and climb under the covers with you. 

“Movie didn’t last long at all huh?” You giggled, scooting closer and laying your head on his bare chest. 

“We can try again tomorrow when my girl’s aren’t worn out. How was your leaving party?” He asked.

“It was sad,” You hummed. “I got lots of presents though! Jiung even bought me a couple new silk ribbons for my hair and Geum-hi got me some pretty earring and-”

“You like silk ribbons?” Jungkook cut you off, absentmindedly massaging your head to which you keened, pressing up against his hand. 

“Yeah, they look pretty in my hair. I wore one–”

“The first time you came over yeah, I remember.” He smiled. 

“You have a habit of cutting me off don’t you Jeon?” 

“Mhm, I apologise darling.”

“You don’t seem sorry,” You noted, sitting up and observing his smug expression. He said nothing, simply cocking his eyebrow up and trailed his eyes down your body. You did the same, admiring his chiselled chest and the start of a sleeve on his right arm. It made you salivate thinking of that arm fully completed and touching you– wrapping itself around your waist, fingers in your hair as you knelt before him, wrapped snug around your throat or even making a mess of your pussy.

Slowly, you pushed the covers back, exposing his toned thighs and threw one leg over them so you were perched on top of his crotch. You leaned forward, imperceptibly close to his lips and smiled, “I guess I’ll just have to shut you up then.” before pressing your lips firmly against his. Jungkook moaned slightly, hips bucking up into you and catching you by surprise. The gasp that left you let him sneak in and play with your tongue. He battled with your own before moving back to take your bottom lip into your mouth and suck it lightly before leaving a teasing bite. His kisses travelled down your neck, pausing to nibble slightly in which you urged him to bite harder, craving the feel of his bruises as a reminder of now. 

“Jungkook,” You breathed out, his hands creeping under your shirt to pull it over your head in one swift motion. You breasts bounced free, large hands reaching up to cup them and lips pressing sweet kisses to your puffy nipples. 

“Pretty,” He hummed, looking back up at you with a smile. You rolled your eyes, pushing him back and shimmying down his body till you were face to face with his crotch. “What are you up to baby,” he cupped your chin, making your eyes meet as you toyed with the waistband of his boxers.

“Wanna suck your cock,” You murmured, high on lust and anticipation. “Want it in my mouth,” You pulled down his boxers, gasping in delight when it slapped up against his stomach. “Cum down my throat tonight? Please?” You pouted only staring at his pretty cock.

You heard no reply. 

Your eyes flickered over to him, meeting his heavy gaze. He slowly shook his head, using his left hand to tangle into your hair and guide you to his dick. You opened your mouth obediently, kitten licking the tip and savouring the oddly sweet taste of his precum on your tongue. “You said you wanted it in your mouth baby, go ahead….choke on sir’s cock or I won’t fuck you tonight.” 

Your eyes instantly brightened up, “You’re ready?” You beamed at him.

“Only if you’re a good girl and do as I say.” He tutted, taking his cock in his own hand and guiding your mouth onto it. It didn’t matter really, whether or not you were a ‘good girl’, you knew he wouldn’t be able to resist anyway. You sucked lightly, teeth grazing the tip of his bulbous head before fully wrapping your lips around him, bobbing your head up and down. You whined not being able to fit the full thing in your mouth and Jungkook chuckled, stroking your cheek as tears started to build up on your waterline. “You’ll learn, baby don’t worry.” He consoled you by bucking his hips up once so his cock kissed the back of your throat.

You moaned at the feeling, your hand moving up to grip his thigh while the other wrapped around the base of his cock and worked on what you couldn’t reach. 

“Such a good girl for me,” Jungkook hissed. “Such a darling sucking my fat cock. You like it baby? Wanna choke on my cock?” 

You nodded fiercely, lifting up to gasp “Yes sir, wanna choke on your pretty cock please, want you to cum down my throat sir,” You wasted no time, licking up the underside of his shaft before enveloping his cock with your lips once more. Jungkook moaned loudly, slapping a hand over his mouth as you gained momentum, his cock getting deeper with each thrust. You urged him to continue, whining and squirming as his hips worked his cock into your mouth time and time again. You could feel your pussy throbbing, rutting your needy hips against the frictionless air. 

“Keep going baby,” Jungkook gasped out, feeling himself start to lose control. He threw himself back, one arm thrown over his face with his teeth digging into it to conceal his moans. Hips thrusted up, you balancing yourself on your knees to keep your pace, refusing to let up until he was finished. 

“Perfect fucking little cumslut,” He groaned. “I’m gonna cum down your throat baby. I’ll make you gag with it all I promise just keep-fuck just like that.” 

His pants grew quicker in pace, his hands flying down to tangle in your hair as his fat cock pounded into your mouth. You looked up at him with teary eyes, mentally cringing at the drool smeared across your cheeks and couldn’t help but moan at the image before you. This glorious man was fucking your mouth, abs taut, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, eyebrows furrowed and the tips of his hair getting damp. The whines that left your mouth were uncontrollable, begging him to cum down your throat as one of your hands slid down to cup your pussy, trying to relieve tension. 

“I-I’m coming oh my god,” Jungkook groaned, forcing your head down so his cum had nowhere to go but down your throat. He lifted off after a few seconds, using your hair to pull your head back. “Show me baby,” and you opened your mouth letting him see the cum pooling in your mouth.

“Taste good?” He asked and you nodded, swallowing it down before showing him your empty mouth once more. 

“Thank you sir, thank you so much.” You smiled, moving closer to press your lips against his. Jungkook met you in the middle, gladly, pulling you up so you lay on the bed as he clambered over you, not once stopping his full kisses. 

“So pretty with my cum in your mouth baby,” His hands wasted no time sliding under the waistband of your panties. His fingers met with your engorged clit, rubbing it in slow tantalising circles, eyes trained on  your face as he watched your scrunched up eyes and lips part with small pants. 

“You look so pretty too,” You whispered, afraid raising your voice any louder would make the never-ending need between you vanish. “So sexy when you grabbed my head and fucked my mouth sir,” Jungkook hummed, urging you to continue as he pulled off your ruined underwear. “I love it when I make you lose control, when I make you cum,” You were squirming around, feeling Jungkook pressing kisses all around your face and his fingertips dipping into your honey before bringing it back up to rub your clit. 

“You drive me insane my darling,” Jungkook whispered in your ear and pressed a soft kiss against it. “I want you all the time, all I do is think about you, you, you. Did you know that? Do you know sir can’t stop thinking about how fucking sweet your cunt tastes or how tight it feels around me? I can’t concentrate on anything when I’m at work when all I want to do is pound your pussy till you’re crying,” 

His words quickened your pants, your hips bucking up trying to get his slithe fingers to dip into your hole but Jungkook knew you too well and used his arm to press your hips down. He worked his kisses down, making sure to pay extra attention to your nipples before he ordered you to play with them while he ate you out. 

“Hello my sweet girl,” Jungkook hummed, spreading your fat lips and pressing a kiss onto your throbbing clit. That kiss turned into forceful sucks, his lips closing in on your clit while his fingers found your hole once more and teasingly dipped in and out. You cried out a beg, pleading with him to fuck your with his hand making Jungkook let up with a smirk. “You want it that bad?” You nodded your head furiously, feeling like you might start sobbing if his fingers didn’t enter you soon. 

“Please…please Jungkookie…I need you,” You pouted, making him lose his last straw. 

His tongue met with your sweet hole, lapping at the slick you were producing before the very tip moved back to circle around your clit. Slowly three of his fingers entered your pussy and without warning he curved them up and started his relentless thrusting. You grabbed the pillow next to your head, mindful of the sleeping baby down the hall and moaned, cried, screamed into it as Jungkook's fingertips searched tirelessly for that spongy spot that he knew would make you squirt for him. “There, there, right there please baby,” Your hips ground down onto his face, on hand gripping the back of his head as your pussy covered every inch of him in your slick. His nose met with your clit a couple times, coupled with the numerous nudges of your g-spot did you let the pillow fall and interlock both your hands at the back of his head.

“Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop,” You seethed, feeling your orgasm tetering on the very edge. You looked down not aware of what you were expecting but the sight made a whine leave your throat. Jungkook’s eyes were completely closed, utterly fixated on pleasing your cunt, his head bobbing up and down as he licked and sucked at your clit ( which with time you realised was his favourite thing ) but was threw you was the sight of his hips grinding down against the bed sheet and his cock peeking out its drooling tip every so slightly and Jungkook’s small whimpers every time his cock would spurt just a tiny amount of precum.

Your orgasm washed over you completely, managing to grab the pillow and scream into it just as gushes of cum erupted from you. Your bones felt like mush and your body resonated with pure love and desire as you let the pillow fall and your eyes locked onto your obsession. Jungkook sat back on his knees, admiring your creamy pussy with the lower half of his face, neck and chest soaking with your release. Your eyes however trailed down his chest to his love-red cock, so heavy it was hanging between his thighs and moaned at the sight. 

He noticed, of course he did. So naturally he gripped the base of his cock, hissing as he slid his hand up and down making sure to twist at the head slightly, just as you taught him to do, while using his pre-cum as lubricant. You spread your legs further, whimpering pleas for him to just fuck you like a whore- his whore. “Such a greedy baby…” Jungkook chuckled low, crawling closer to you, eyes on your dripping cunt, watching the cream slide down and make more of a mess. “I’m gonna fuck you now darling, do you know what that means?”

You shook your head.

“I fuck you now I keep you forever,” His cock met with your pussy, sliding it up and down, mixing his precum with your honey. “Are you ready for that?”

“Only if I get to keep you,” You tilted your head to the side, turning your body around and sticking your ass up in the air. 

“Fuck baby,” His hands gripped your ass cheeks pulling them apart. “I’m fucking yours.” He climbed over you, cock sliding between your asscheeks before taking a hold of it and pushing it into your hole. You weren’t entirely sure what you were expecting but the delicious burning stretch of his fat cock breaching your walls was a feeling you were going to commit to memory. The two of you moaned softly in tandem, Jungkook resting his forehead on your back as he slowly pushed in further, biting his bottom lip to stop himself from moaning out loud. 

“ ‘S so big,” You whined, clenching your pussy around him making Jungkook’s hips buck in. He yelped, sitting up to grab a hold of your hips and lightly swatted your asscheek.

“Don’t do that baby,” He hissed, “I don’t wanna cum just yet.” 

Using your hips as an anchor, Jungkook slowly thrusted in and out, building up a rhythm and soon he was fucking into you with vigour. You arms were shaky as they tried to hold your body up but as his thrusts started to quicken you fell forward into the pillow, resting your head to the side as you whined, dirty little “uh-uh’s” leaving your lips making Jungkook’s cock twitch inside.  “You’re a nasty little cockslut,” He hissed near your ear, “Is my cock making you stupid baby?” 

“Y-yes sir,” You moaned breathily, “Wanna be dirty for you if that’s what you like,” 

“I like you in every way,” His hands travelled to your breasts, gripping them and pulling your body up so your ass rested against his thighs, back to his chest, as he fucked up into you. “Like it when you're nasty, like it when you're bratty but I love it when you’re mine. My cockslut, my darling,” He punctuated his words with hard thrusts that nudged your g-spot making you slap a hand over your mouth to conceal your screams. His gruff voice panting in your ear made you dizzy with a forgien lust you couldn’t begin to explain. 

“Play with your tits baby, I want you to play with your nipples like I play with your clit. Can you do that? Can you follow me?” You nodded, your trembling hands cupping your breasts and cool fingers grazing over your puffy nipples. Your eyes closed as you threw your head back onto his shoulder, obsessed with the feeling of his hands on your body, sliding down as they reached your cunt. His fingers started to rub in circles on your clit, so you did the same with your nipples, the coupled feeling pushing you to a more sinful route of pleasure. You voiced how you felt, begging Jungkook to keep making you feel like this and he obliged, promising you that he was a slave to your pleasure.

Your orgasm was creeping up on you, your cunt clenching around Jungkook’s pussy uncontrollably was a give away. Knowing this, Jungkook pulled out of you and laid you down on your back, hushing your pitiful whimpers by sliding in once more. He lifted both your thighs so they wrapped around his waist and thank god for the gracious curve of his cock that hit your g-spot repeatedly making you thrash around in pleasure. “Jungkook I can’t,” You cried, tears dropping down your cheeks. “Can’t take it,” 

“Yes you can darling, you can. I told you I’m gonna fuck you till your crying and I intend to keep that promise.” 

“You’re gonna fuck me forever right,” You’re hazy mind thirsted for reassurance. “Because Jungkookie, if you leave me now I’ll…n-never be happy again,” You gasped out. “I want you always, and,” He thrusts slowed down as his eyes never left yours, listening attentively. “...everything that comes with you.”

“I have to be the only woman in your life, do you understand? And I’ll… I’ll stay.” You watched as his own eyes welled up with tears, his throat clogged up with emotion he was bursting to say. So instead he resumed his motions, lying his body on top of yours and buried his face into your neck as his hips never strayed away from yours for more than a couple seconds. 

“I’ll be better than Jihyo,” You sniffed, gripping onto him selfishly. “I’ll love you better, take care of you better…please you better.” Your hips fell into a rocking motion, back and forth you both went in tune with each other's bodies. 

“You’re already better than Jihyo,” He whispered. “Y/n you’re it for me. Fuck Jihyo, I couldn’t care less about her when I have you. I have you and fuck,” He started to pound into you relentlessly, taking one of his hands and bringing it down to clit and rubbing it furiously. “...I’m going to make cum, make sure this cunt can only fit me, cry for me, squirt for me,” He was delirious with want,  mumbling his desires while watching your face contort into one of extreme pleasure. 

“I’m going to fucking cum Jungkook,” You whined, already feeling squirts of cum escape your pussy. “Please make me cum, please, please make it yours.”

“That’s right baby, milk my cock come on, you can do it.” 

‘Y-you gonna cum inside?” 

“Gonna make a fucking mess of your insides and clean you up.” You clenched around him and that was it. Jungkook shoved his face into the pillow next to you, guttural groans leaving him as he slammed his hips into yours. You smiled feeling the warmth of his cum filling you up and brought a hand to your stomach, rolling your eyes back as you felt the tip of his dick pressing against your palm. 

“Dick’s so fucking big,” You slurred making Jungkook chuckle. His body convulsed for another few moments before he was sliding out of you, the both of you hissing at the feeling, and quickly made his way down and started to lick your cum all up. 

You whined as you sat  up to watch him, your spent cunt sensitive to his ministrations but Jungkook refused to stop until you came for him one last time. As you pushed out small globs of cum Jungkook immediately licked it up, making you moan at his lewd behaviour. “You’re gonna watch me make you cum okay baby? Don’t care how nasty it is. Pretty girls deserve to cum.”. He took four fingers, pushing them into your cunt and out again making sure you watched as strings of your cum mixed together followed his fingers. He did this again and again, you pushing out more and more of his cum and him licking it all up. 

“Prettier than Jihyo?” You whispered moments after. 

“Prettier face and prettier cunt than Jihyo baby,” He brought his head down to start lapping at your hole, while his fingers swiped over your clit repeatedly. It wasn’t long before you felt your orgasm creeping up on you and you only managed to gasp out a warning before you started to squirt, your trembling thighs closing in around his hand. Your body convulsed, Jungkook soothingly rubbing the side of your thighs, his lips never once leaving your pussy and covering it in kisses. 

Once you finally relaxed, your head lulled to the side, exhaustion taking over your body. Jungkook left for a few moments, your ears faintly picking up on running water before he came back and spread your legs open. You whined in protest but soon felt a cool rag wiping you down. Once finished Jungkook picked you up, walking to the bathroom and stepping into the bathtub with you on his lap. You hummed in delight, turning over so you were chest-to-chest and placed your head in the crook of his neck. “We didn’t have our talk.” You mumbled to him, eyes on the brink of closing. 

“It can wait, sleep for now. I know I tired you out.” He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. 

The next morning you were met with clean sheets and small hands squeezing your cheeks together. You opened your eyes to see Sarang and Jungkook staring back at you. You felt content with the three of you. Baby babbling “Good morning” while Jungkook asked what you wanted to eat. 

This was perfect, you thought to yourself, hugging the small girl to your chest. Mismatched, unexpected but perfect. 

hi hi!! thank you so much for reading if you got to the end of this fic <3 this has been my baby since december and it’s now april and it’s finally here !! 

if you would like any more from this trio please do let me know!! i have two other smaller ( i hope ) fics that i have planned to write 

i would love any feedback or comments, this is my first fic in a long time and i know i could do so much better so any feedback is appreciated

send me an ask if you miss this couple because they miss you too!!

lastly thank you to miss hannah [ @jiminrings​ ] the only person i’ve told about this fic on tumblr and irl for your patience and support!! mwah i love youuu 

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