Ride Or Die - Chapter 6 (M)

Ride Or Die - Chapter 6 (M)

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader

— word c | 11,044

— genre | Mafia au!, angst , Smut.

— summary |  He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang.And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him..

— warnings/tags | Adult content, Violence, drugs, alcoholic beverages, explicit sex, low slang words.

— disclaimer | myself and this fic DOES NOT condone violence, abuse, use of drugs, alcohol or any kind of crimes. This is a fanfic, an alternative reality, I have no intention of offending anyone. If that makes you feel bad, please do not read. In this fanfic the character is not abusive to the reader, and remember, what Jungkook does in this fanfic is not what he does in real life. Myself or this fanfic does not have any type of connection with BTS, Jungkook or Bighit. Hope you like it.

— Ride Or Die - Character Biography.

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The next day, Jungkook woke up missing something. Still drowsy, he stretched his arm to the side on the bed and felt that his side was empty, he turned to the side and realized you were not lying next to him. He blinked a few times and looked around the bedroom. Seeing that the door was open, he called for you, but he had no answer. He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, looking at the clock that marked nine-thirty in the morning. He pushed the blanket aside, showing his half-naked body with only a pair of underwear. He stretched and stood up, scratching the back of his neck, and walking toward the exit of the room still sleepy, bumping into the wall next to the door, cursing.

He walked down the hall looking for you. The door to Hoseok's room was closed and there was no noise inside. The other hallway door, the bathroom door, was open, he checked, and you were not there. Down the stairs, he passed the living room and headed toward the kitchen, but you weren’t there either. Jungkook frowned, beginning to wonder where you might be. He went up to the porch but didn’t find you. He went to the garage because he knew that sometimes you liked to sit in the car and listen to music, but there was no sign of you there either. You never go out without telling him, so he thought that was strange.

Jungkook went back to the bedroom and picked up the phone on the table beside the bed, thinking that you could have left a message on his cell phone to not wake him, but there was nothing, no messages or calls from you. He frowned, and let his head drop slightly to the side. Where had you gone? He couldn’t remember anything you said you needed to do so early that day.

"I can see that you're thinking really hard, there's almost smoke coming out of your head.” Hoseok's voice caught his eye, causing him to turn with one eyebrow arched to his friend with messy hair and sleepy face that was propped up on the doorway. “I know that expression. What happened?”

“Did you see (Y/N) leaving this morning?”

"No. I just got up, why?" He asked yawning, rubbing his hand over his face, trying to stave off sleep.

“She never goes out without telling me.” He said by dialing your phone number. “Her cell phone's off.”

"She may have gone for a walk.”

“She is as lazy as I am in the mornings, she doesn’t go out for morning walks.”

Several theories began to form in Jungkook's head. What if you had cried at last night's sex because it was a good-bye sex and you were going to leave him? What if you had decided that you didn’t want to stay with him and went to your parents' house to ask to go back to live with them? And if you had gone to the police to tell everything that had happened in the pub? This was not even the worst thought he had, for him the worst thing that could happen, it was not the police knocking on his door with an arrest warrant. The worst thing for him was losing you. He was addicted to you, obsessed with you, he loved you as he was never able to love anyone, not even his own parents. He was the most confident man on earth, but when it came to you, nothing in the world seemed enough to him and he felt insecure all the time. Jungkook's head was spinning as Hoseok's voice caught his attention.

“What are you thinking, Jeon?” He turned to Jung, with clenched jaw.

“If she doesn’t come back in two hours, I want everyone from Century looking for her.”

In the meantime, you were drinking soda in a coffee shop table while you were waiting for your friends. Your head was full of things and needs to cool down before you went crazy. The fact that Taehyung had hurt himself and Jungkook didn’t seem to care was bothering you. You wanted to think it was because he was probably accustomed to such situations, but the truth was he didn’t really care. Things were still very fresh in your memory, so every time you remembered the blood running through Taehyung’s fingers and his screams of pain, made you shiver and feel even worse when you imagined it could be Jungkook instead. You wanted to talk to him, clarify everything, understand what had happened in that pub by his words. but at the same time, you didn’t want to know what he had done in there, because you knew he didn’t do anything good.

"So what is the purpose of the meeting at this hour of the morning, the day before graduation?" Suhee asked, leaning her arms on the table. You made your best face of indignation. “We need to sleep very well the 48 hours before the event, so we don’t have dark circles.”

"I'm fucked up then. I didn’t sleep well tonight."

"Did you and Jungkook spend the night committing crimes again? Or were you fucking like two animals in heat? Again.” Suhee laughed and got slapped from Becca.

“Can’t you see she's worried, Suhee?” Becca scolded her before turning to you. "Why didn’t you sleep well last night? Did you and Jungkook fight?”

“Yes, but this time it was a different fight ... We reconciled and everything, but, I don’t know. It seems that something is wrong.” You said uncertainly, looking at the people walking in the mall courtyard, through the coffee shop window. “It seems to lack something. I don’t know.”

"Have you talked to him about it?" Suhee asked and you denied it.

“I left before he woke up. I don’t know if I'm ready to talk to him about it.” You scratched your head, feeling your neurons burn. “I just want one day with my friends. Without Men. Just us. We're going to graduate tomorrow, and we don’t even match what we're going to do after graduation”

“Of course, you don’t step away from Jungkook. I know he has something we don’t have, but I think we deserve a little more attention.” Becca whimpered making you laugh. She was right, the last few weeks, you were spending more time with Jungkook and his friends than with yours. They missed you and you them, Jeon could wait. “What do you think about going shopping? I need clothes for the end of the year, my parents want to spend Christmas with my sister in ...”

And you three went walking through the mall, talking, laughing and joking. You needed that time for you, to forget some of the crazy life that Jungkook had.

"Are not you going back to your parents' house?" Suhee asked as your and she waited for Becca to bring the popcorn. After having lunch together, you decided that you would watch a movie together. The two of you were standing at the entrance to the room, propped against the wall. You looked at her and shrugged.

“I miss them, but I know if i go back to their house, they'll start the same story that Jungkook is not good enough for me, we're going to fight, and it will continue like this for the rest of our lives. And I don’t wanna this.”

“Don’t you think that was too fast, (Y/N)? You are not even a year together ...” You just sighed and shrugged, not having much to say. Becca came with the popcorn and so you went into the movie theater.

Jungkook was pacing the room with his cell phone in his ear, trying for the thousandth time to talk to you, but your cell phone was still off.  It was past four o'clock and you still had not given any sign of life. The theories in his head were beginning to materialize, and the only thing he could think of was that you had left him. And that couldn’t happen, he loved you, he needed you, you were being his curb, and even if he sometimes thought it unnecessary, without you, he would lose control. He had told the others to go out into the city and look for you, and he would stay there in case you came back, but he just couldn’t stand the wait. The roar of the clock was making him angry, making him even more anxious. then he grabbed his leather jacket, stuffed his cell phone in his pocket, and took the keys from the car, heading out of the house like a hurricane, into the car and out into the city.

Jeon visited every place he had taken you, went to bars, pubs, parks, snack bars. He went to school to see if you were with the graduation organization team, but no sign of you. He went to Becca and Suhee's house, but there was no one home, he went to your parents' house, but there was no one either. He started to roam the streets near the places you used to like to go, but he still couldn’t find you. He cursed and punched the steering wheel every time the theories came back to haunt him.

After 6 in the afternoon, he returned home only to find the four boys with empty hands. He kicked the coffee table in the living room and began pacing back and forth, tugging at his hair nervously. Hoseok was leaning against the wall, his head hanging down and his arms crossed, his gaze following Jungkook under his lashes, visibly irritated by his friend's useless despair. He was sure you'd just go around to cool your head because of everything that had happened, and the fact that Jungkook was out of control was precisely because you were his trigger. Without you, he would lose control of his emotions and actions.

Hoseok had the same kind of sociopathy as Jeon, but it was a million times more controlled and I was finding it pathetic, but on one hand he could understand, you was important to all of them and he didn’t want you to go away.  And that intrigued him a lot.

“She can’t be missing out on this fucking town.” Jungkook shouted when Namjoon said he had not found you anywhere. “I need to find her, she can’t leave me.”

“Maybe she's just hanging out with her friends, man. Last night was too hard for her, she deserves to cool her head.” Taehyung said and Jungkook stared at him, his eyes burning with fury. He moved toward the boy and grabbed him by the collar of his T-shirt.

“It's all your fault.” Jungkook snarled near the boy's face, which frowned. “If you weren’t so stupid and distracted, you wouldn’t have been shot and she would not have been mad at me for you having hurt yourself. She left because of you.”

“It's not his fault, Jungkook.” Hoseok said intervening, walking over them. “He couldn’t predict what would happen. None of us could”

"But you should.” He growled, pushing Taehyung back hard.

“And we don’t know if she's gone. (Y/N) wouldn’t do that.” Yoongi said. “Let's take a walk around the city again and look some more.”

“Jin said that he called all the police stations in the city, but (Y/N) didn’t appear in any of them.” Namjoon said coming back from the kitchen after answering his friend's call. "She didn’t report us."

"She wouldn’t do that." Hoseok said with a weary sigh. "And you should know that, Jungkook."

"Do you think I care if she tells the police or not? I want my girl here, by my side, or heads will roll in this town." Jungkook yelled, punching the wall. The boys looked at each other tiredly, but obeyed the leader's command, leaving the house one by one until only Jeon and Jung were inside. Hoseok stared at Jungkook for a moment until he turned to face each other. Hoseok was the only one who was never intimidated by Jungkook's dark gaze.

"What if she doesn’t want to be on your side? What if she really ran away?”

"I want to hear it from her mouth. Then she can go wherever she wants.” Jungkook said walking toward the door.

"Are not you going to try to arrest her here or something?"

“I FUCKING LOVE HER, DAMN IT.” Jeon shouted, turning around to face Hoseok. “I would never touch that girl to hurt her, she's the only person in the world that I would never think of hurting. I just want to hear from her mouth that we had no chance of being together. I just want her to look me in my eyes and say it's all over. And then I'll leave her alone.”

It was past seven at night. You and your friends were walking the streets lit by streetlights. You were singing and dancing a song that the three of you worshiped, it's been a long time since you've been together for so long. You'd even forgotten about Jungkook and what had happened last night.

"Guys, are you having the feeling that we're being followed?" Becca asked and you looked up from the sidewalk to look at her looking sideways, you did the same. “I'm feeling it since we left the mall.”

"Me too." SuHee answered and you frowned. Had Jungkook put one of his friends to follow you? No, he wouldn’t do that. It was not possible that he would do something like that. You glanced around for some familiar face, but you just saw a hooded man walking a few yards behind you. You wondered if you should question him, to see if he was really following you, but it would be very strange to come to someone randomly on the street and ask such a question. You hugged your friends by the shoulders and began to pull them with you, deciding to just walk faster. Sometimes you would glance back coverfully to see if the man was still there and every time you looked, you had the feeling that he was getting closer and closer. That was weird. Not wanting to risk it, you waved to a taxi in the street. The driver stopped and you three went into the backseat.

You decided it was time to go home. It was almost eight at night, and all three were tired, the next day would be the graduation ceremony and they all wanted to be rested. You left the girls in their homes first before heading to yours. When you got there, you noticed that the cars of Yoongi, Taehyung and Jin were there. They must be doing some meeting. You thought.

Walking at a normal pace, you reached the porch and opened the door to enter the living room. As you turn to head for the ladder, after closing the door behind you, you have come upon some eyes on you. Yoongi and Taehyung were sitting on the couch while Hoseok was propped against the wall next to the kitchen door. Jin was sitting in the armchair beside the sofa and Namjoon sitting in front of the center table of the room, with a notebook on his lap and his back propped up on the couch. They all looked surprised and relieved to see you.

You were about to ask what was going on, when your attention was called to the loud, heavy steps that Jungkook had down the stairs and went like a hurricane, screaming at you.

“But where the fuck were you, (Y/N)?” He screamed with red face and veins of neck jumping. You involuntarily took a step back, banging your back on the front door, wide-eyed, startled by the scream.

“Wow! Slow down, badboy!" You said raising your hands in innocence. "I was with Becca and Suhee.”

“And why the hell don’t you answer that fucking phone? Do you know how worried I was with you? We run the whole city looking for you.” He screamed again, throwing his hands up, taking a few steps away from you, taking a deep breath. You raised your eyebrows, confused as to why they were looking for you. You just spent the day off, it was not like you ran away ... And that thought lit a light in your head.

“Did you think I'd run away?” You asked, and all eyes fell on you, including the dark, enraged eyes of Jungkook, who was now with his hands on his waist, breathing deeply several times. You laughed and shook your head in disbelief, having thoughts confirmed by them. "Why would I run away? Just because you are a gang and my boyfriend is the leader?”

"Honestly? That's exactly why." Jin replied, making you laugh again.

“I knew where I was getting myself when I accepted what Jungkook does. I would not run away.” You said looking back at Jungkook who did not take his eyes off you. He still had a frown, and his gaze was still full of doubt. “I'm hungry, Hoseok, can you order a pizza for us?" You asked, turning to the guy next to you who had been silent until then. He shook his head nodding, and waving at them you went up the stairs. You needed a shower. As soon as you entered your room, Jungkook came in behind you and slammed the door, making you let out a sigh of irritation. “Seriously, Jungkook. Calm down. The door didn’t do anything to you.”

“Do you have a notion of the fear I had of you having left me, (Y/N)?” He asked in a low voice, even more angry. You turned to him, shaking your head.

“I have friends too. And I needed to get away from your life for just one day, or I would go crazy. And I'm glad you felt the pain of almost losing who you love, because I felt exactly like that yesterday.” You said with sarcasm, sitting on the bed and taking off your boots.

"Why was your phone turned off?"

“Because the battery is dead.”

"And why didn’t you wake me up to say you were going out?"

"Because I didn’t want to.”

“Have you thought about running away?” He asked, and that made you stop untying the boot. You sighed and looked up at him, his hands on his waist, bent over one foot, clenched jaw, his eyebrows lowered. No, you hadn’t thought of that possibility.

“What if I have thought it?” You asked, and his eyes widened slightly, his breathing was getting heavy and the blood dripped from his face. You hadn’t thought of running away or reporting him to the police, but you had to know what he would do if you had tried. “What would you have done?”

“I would have killed myself.” He answered without thinking twice, staring at you with deep eyes, without blinking, without any hesitation in his voice. That surprised you, to the point you flinch to the sounds of his words. "That's what I would have done, because I found purpose in you, (Y/N). Yeah, that sounds like the biggest cliché shit of all time and I never imagined myself saying that shit, but you're the most important thing I have. So, if you had run away, yelled at me to stay away from you, if you kick me out of your life and run to a police station to report me, I would kill anyone who could harm you and then I would die, because I would have no more for what to live. I always lived in black and white, (Y/N), you brought color to my life.” He finished speaking softly, calmly.

You had nothing to say, you were shocked by what he had said. Would he kill himself? Suicide? You blinked a few times, it was like a shot in the middle of your chest, right in your heart. The intensity of those words, instead of leaving you in pure comfort, knowing that he loved you unconditionally, those words made you feel bad, to think that he could hurt himself because of you. You lowered your head, still processing his words.

“Why did you cry yesterday?” He asked in a broken voice, making you look back at him, seeing his eyes filled with water. Oh God, he was going to cry? You've never seen Jungkook cry. “It was because of me? Did I do something that hurt you? Did I hurt you, (Y/N)? Do you want to leave? You want to leave me? Was sex yesterday a farewell? Are you thinking of running away while I'm sleeping or something?”

You could hear the desperation in his voice, and you were sure he could collapse at any minute. You wanted him to feel what you felt, but not that way. You never wanted to see him cry. Seeing the man you love, the one who was not affected by feelings, in that state was making your heart ache even more. How could someone with sociopathy have that kind of reaction? He didn’t even shake when you fought over Taehyung being shot, so how was he shaken by the thought of you running away? Maybe you had to seek professional help to understand it better, but at that moment, you needed to calm the heart of your man.

You got out of your thoughts and looked back at Jungkook who was still in the same position as before. You reached out to him and he blinked a few times, walking toward you, kneeling and crawling up to your thighs where he rested his head, embracing your legs. You had never seen him so vulnerable. He was always so strong and full of himself, so confident, but at that moment he just looked like an ordinary man, afraid of losing the woman he loves.

“I cried because the fear I felt of losing you yesterday, coupled with the euphoria I feel every time I'm with you and I couldn’t hold back the tears. A lot happened yesterday, and I was shaken.” You said, stroking his hair with one hand while with the other, you stroked his back. “I didn’t cry because you hurt me or because it was a good-bye sex, Jungkook. I love you. And I didn’t think of leaving you, I just went for a walk with the girls, I needed to go out with my friends.”

"You promise?" He asked. He raised his head and looked at you, the black eyes now cleared of any bad feeling, just shining with your image, with a bunny smile so full of innocence that made you gasp and smile at how childlike and pure he was being at that moment. “Promise you will not leave me, ever?”

You shook your head, nodding and bent, kissing him.

“I promise. I want to take a shower. I've been walking all day and I'm a mess.”

“Can I go with you?” He asked sitting on his heels, propping his hands on your thighs, excited. You nodded, watching him get up and start undressing, before grabbing your arm and pulling you out of the room, running only in his underwear down the hall, toward the bathroom, making you laugh.

"My God, you made up quickly." Namjoon's voice said, drawing your attention to the other side of the hall at the top of the stairs. He was standing there, laughing.

"She loves Me." Jungkook said smiling, before pulling you inside and slamming the door, pulling you into a kiss. The bath would not be quick.

During the shower, after you had sex, Jungkook told you that the day after graduation, he would take you to look at some houses, to buy a bigger one for you to live in. After the pizza and everything was properly explained, and after the boys were calmer, they decided to leave. In the middle of the night, you were still rolling in bed, unable to sleep anxiously for the next day. You stood up, and walked out of the bedroom, not wanting to stay in bed and wake Jungkook. When you reached the top of the stairs, you noticed that the kitchen light was on. Someone had forgotten to turn it off or Hoseok was there.

The second option was confirmed when upon reaching the door, you observed Hoseok sitting in the chair, leaning on the back of the chair and with his feet on the table. He was shirtless, and you noticed a tattoo of a black skull on his chest, and you could be sure that the skull had a macabre smile. There was a sentence in a language you didn’t understand, written around the drawing. You never know he had a tattoo. He had a bottle of beer in one hand and his cell phone was in the other, making him distracted. The black hair was messy, like he's just woken up. There was an ashtray on the table, and a cigarette that still burned rested inside, with smoke coming out of it. When did he start smoking? You asked mentally.

Hoseok lifted the beer bottle for another sip, but as soon as the bottle spout was on his lips, his senses warned him of something and his eyes left the screen of the phone and slid to you making him freeze his actions and stare you. He looked you slowly from top to bottom, his eyes darkened, noting that you were wearing only one of Jungkook's black blouses, showing your thighs and wearing bunny-like socks on your feet. He looked back into your eyes, intrigued. For him you were beautiful, sexy, smart, funny full of emotions and innocent, so what were you doing there between two drug-dealing murderers who liked to see blood dripping? Why the hell did he have the feeling that you were breaking into his mind and destroying him? It was strange, he did not feel anything for you, but he liked your company. He look at you and see a person he should despise, so pathetic and innocent with all those feelings involving your soul and your heart. You were a lamb between two lions. So easy to manipulate. A perfect prey for him. But there was something that kept him from doing something against you. Not the fact that you were Jeon's girl, but it was something else that kept him from being the evil man he liked to be. Maybe you were his trigger too. And if that were true, he would be totally fucked.

"Like what you see?" He asked when he saw you still staring at him. You widened your eyes and your cheeks reddened, making him laugh. So inocent. He thought. You opened his mouth to answer, but frowned when you realized what he had just done.

"Are you trying to flirt with me?"

"I wouldn’t dare.” He pointed to the chair next to him, so you could sit down. So you did. You sat down beside him and leaned your arms on the table. “Can’t sleep?”

“No, I'm looking forward to graduation. I've waited for it my whole life, but now I feel like I'm going to miss school. I don't know.” You said biting your lips. Hoseok just nodded and offered the bottle of beer. You took a sip as he took a drag on his cigarette. “Since when do you smoke?”

“Since Jungkook and I founded Century.” He replied, throwing his head back and blowing the smoke out of his mouth. “I don’t usually smoke near others, I like doing this when I'm alone or after work. It's comforting.”

“It's toxic and can kill you.” You said grimacing. Hoseok laughed sarcastically and looked at you. “What?”

“I'm from a gang that sells drugs and uses fists and violence to get what they want, (Y/N). If I still haven’t died with a bullet in my forehead, it will not be a cigarette that will knock me over.” He said taking another drag and releasing the smoke on your face, making you cough and wag the front of your face with your hand, dispersing the smoke and seeing an amused smile coming out of his lips.

“What is the meaning of the tattoo?” You asked, pointing to his chest. He stared at his chest before glaring at you.

“When we die, the only thing left is our bones. I did this to remind myself that people are nothing more than a bag of bones covered in red meat and blood.”  He replied with darkening eyes again, making your body shiver with the coldness in his words.

"And what does the phrase say?"

"There is no salvation for those who don’t want to be saved." He replied, and you swallowed. His eyes were so clouded with something you couldn’t identify. Hoseok was so mysterious sometimes, so gloomy. And sometimes his eyes cause you chills, like they were empty. As if he were empty. His eyes were so different from Jungkook's eyes that were always full of intentions, while Jung's eyes were almost always empty, as if he felt nothing, free of feelings or internal conflicts.

“What does that mean?” You asked, not sure if you wanted to hear the answer. Hoseok studied you for a few seconds before smiling with the corner of his mouth.

“One day you will find out, little one.”  He swallowed his cigarette again, and you frowned, lowering your head. Why did you feel as if those words were a kind of warning to you?

“Hoseok, can you explain something to me?” You asked and he looked at you again, nodding. “How does your mind and the Jungkook's mind work?” He raised an eyebrow, not understanding the question. “I mean, how do you control sociopathy? You said that it is a rare syndrome that few sociopaths have, that these few can control their feelings. How does it work?”

“Why are you asking me this now? You didn’t seem to care about that before.” He said, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. You shrugged.

“It's just ... I'm confused. Jungkook doesn’t care about many things. Yesterday he didn’t care about Taehyung being shot, and sometimes he really shows that nothing is important, but ...”

“But when it comes to you, he seems to conflict with all the feelings he has for you.” He completed your sentence, saying exactly what you were thinking, making you eye-popping. Hoseok laughed and dropped his cigarette in the ashtray. He took his feet off the table and turned his body to you. "You're his trigger."

“What does that mean?”

“Triggers on guns are used to fire. Emotional triggers have the same definition, but instead of bullets, they trigger reactions, trigger emotions. Sociopaths don’t feel things like love and compassion because our triggers are technically inactive, but sociopaths with emotional syndrome, like me and Jungkook, can connect to a person which functions as a button to turn on our inactive triggers. And that person becomes the only thing we care about. When we attach to that person, our feelings for her are true and intense, and we would do everything for her, we would do everything to see her happy and safe, but our emotions are limited to her alone. With the rest of the world, we still don’t care.” He say without taking his eyes off you and you could feel the intensity of the words while linking Jungkook's actions to all that. “Jungkook began to try his best to care for other people, after meeting you, even if he finds it unnecessary, he tries because of you, because that would make you feel happy, seeing that he has friendship for other people. Because you're his trigger. You're the only one who can take good things from him. And you're the only one who can hurt him emotionally. You're the only one who can destroy him from the inside.”

“He said if I left him, he ... he would kill himself.” You whispered, looking down at your hands. Hoseok sighed and shrugged, shaking his head. “Was he serious?”

“Yes." Hoseok remarked, making you look back at him. “Without a trigger, a weapon is inactive, a bomb cannot explode, feelings become numb. When a sociopath with emotional syndrome loses his trigger, we didn’t get back to having an inactive trigger, because in fact the trigger breaks. A broken trigger means that the weapon can continue shooting until the ammunition runs out, and in relation to feelings, they go out of control. All human beings have a mental barrier, a blockage. a protection that keeps us from trying to kill ourselves. People with depression, people who cut themselves, who attempt suicide, they have this damaged barrier. But the sociopaths with emotional syndrome, when our trigger breaks, our mental barrier completely collapses. And feelings take control of our body, they fill our heads with the thought and feeling that we cannot live without that person, without our trigger. So, we simply have no purpose or what to live for. And our only option becomes death.”

You should not have asked. That was what you thought at the moment, feeling your eyes fill with tears at the thought that if something happened to you, Jungkook would not live his life normally.

But soon another thought took over your mind. How did Hoseok know that much?

“You ... Have you been through this?” You asked and Hoseok smiled, denying.

“I'm still alive, aren’t I?” He said, and you nodded. He took a deep breath and bit his lip before looking at the clock on his cell phone screen. “It's late, you better go to sleep, little one. If you have more questions tomorrow, I promise I'll answer.”

You nodded again, rising from the chair as he turned his attention to his cell phone, and walked toward the door. Before leaving, you turned to him and smile gratefully.

“Hoseok." You called him, and he turned his eyes from the screen to you. "Thank you for telling me this."

He looked you up and down again and nodded.

“Good night, (Y/N).”

“Good night, Sunshine.”

The Graduation was scheduled to begin at 6 pm, but you had woken up at 10 a.m. to start organizing. You'd fix your hair at home and then go to Becca's house where SuHee would be too, and you were going to put on your makeup and together you would go to the ceremony. You planned this from your freshman year of high school and finally that day was coming.

This was another step towards adulthood. So many things had happened in those years of school and now you were sitting in the armchair of the bedroom you shared with Jungkook, wearing only your panties and one of the only white social shirts he had in his wardrobe. A year ago you would never have imagined any of this happening to you, absolutely none of it. What would have happened to you if you had not taken that ride? What if you had refused his invitation to take you to that party? Would he have insisted or would not you be together today?

“I can’t find any plausible explanation for you to be there and not here by my side.” Your man's voice brought you out of your thoughts and now he was lying on his side in bed, facing you, only with the blanket covering the rest of his naked body.

“What would have happened if I had not taken your ride? You would have insisted or would have given up?” You asked and he bit his lip corner, letting out a heavy sigh. He sat on the bed and stood up, letting the blanket fall on the floor and reveal his naked body, showing his morning erection.

He walked over to you and knelt in front of you, laying his hands on your thighs.

“I would have insisted.” He said using his hands to open his legs slowly. “I would have insisted until you told me to go to hell and stay away from you, or until give me a chance to make you feel good.” He said grabbing your calves and pulling you a little forward, making you almost lie down in the armchair. He placed your legs propped up on the arms of the armchair and you smiled biting your lips. “Not wanting to be cliché, but you were the only girl that made me want to spend the rest of my life with.” He said caressing you over the panties. “And it's certainly the only one that can make me want to stay inside you all day long.” He pulled your panties aside and began to caress your clit with his tongue, making you moan and bring your hand up to his hair. “You're like a drug to me, the most delicious in the whole world, and after I've tasted you, I've become addicted and now I cannot live without you because I'm totally dependent on you.” He whispered against your pussy, and started to suck you again, causing you to arch back and moan loudly, biting your lips.

Jungkook stroked your entrance with his forefinger before penetrating you and feeling you tighten around him, making him groan as he didn’t take his eyes off you. He loved to see how you liked him down there. He loved to taste you, to feel you pulsing around him, begging for an orgasm. But he literally loved it when you rubbed your pussy in his mouth, wanting more. He added another finger and you pressed his hair between your fingers and he laughed increasing the pressure of his tongue on your clit and the speed of his fingers that came in and out of you with force.

“Shit Jungkook, fuck me hard. Now." You moaned, leaving his hair and holding the sides of the armchair. He wasted no time and stood up, positioning his cock in your entrance and slowly penetrating you. Panting and biting his li. Seconds later he was in and out of you quickly and hard, the way you two liked.

“I love the way you pulsates around me, baby.” He groaned, his forehead pressed against yours, his hips moving toward yours. You grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down, kissing him to stifle the moans.

It was not long before you were both cumming and exhausted.

“I can’t believe we’re finally getting rid of that hell.” Suhee said as Becca put makeup on her eyes. The three were getting ready in Becca’s room and would soon be heading toward the school where the graduation ceremony would happen.

“I don’t know why so much celebration, next year we will be studying again.” You said putting the lipstick to your lips, sitting in front of Becca’s dressing table.

“Yeah, but next year, we’re going to be gorgeous, hot fledglings among a bunch of hot, veteran hot guys. The college has a lot better than the school, we can make our schedules, have the fraternities parties, we can leave class when we want, have a lot of cat and smart man.” Becca said.

“Or donkeys and rich.” Suhee completed making you laugh. “You should have chosen a better course, (Y/N). Physics classes should not have many profitable men.”

“I’m not going to college to look for men, I already have mine and I’m very happy with him.”

“Did you and he make up?”

“Yeah, we talked yesterday and it’s okay. Luckily I do not regret being with him.” You said turning in the chair and facing the bed, looking at your friends.

“Girls, are you ready?” Becca’s mother yelled downstairs. “It’s picture time.”

“We're going, Mother.” The girl screamed and the three went down to the living room, gathering in front of the sofa to take the long-awaited graduation photo. None of you could explain in words the feeling of finally being formed, of finally taking a turn in your lives, and finally doing it together, as you always dreamed.

“What the fuck, I'm going to be late.” Jungkook grunted as he slipped his tie around his neck, staring at the bathroom mirror. He had been so busy with some things he had to do that day, that he had lost his time and now if he didn’t rush to get ready, he would be late for the graduation ceremony. He was not at all excited about all this, he hated the people at school and had no desire to participate, but you almost begged him to be there, and he couldn’t say no to you, even because he rarely said no to you. “Shit. (Y/N) will kill me.”

“You aren't afraid to fight guys twice your size, but you're afraid to be late for an event because of (Y/N)?” Hoseok stopped at the bathroom door, laughing at his friend. "You've gone from big bad wolf to little puppy."

“That's what a woman does to a man. If I'm late for this crap, she'll be able to stay for a month without having sex with me.” They both laughed. “How is the situation of the houses?”

“The Realtor said they are ready for visitors. Both have a basement that has the structure to make the panic room like the one we have here. It will probably be more spacious than here and will be able to store more weapons and more products. But you know she's going to find it, don’t you?”

Jeon was about to answer when he felt the cell vibrating in the pocket of his pants.

"Shit.” He mumbled picking up the phone in his pocket as Hoseok turned his back, walking towards the stairs, knowing that from then on, Jungkook rather be alone.

Jeon frowned as he saw a text message on his cell phone, from an unknown number. "Can you protect your girl from everything?" The blood drained from his face, and he dropped the tie around his neck, dialing your number and beginning to call you, as he turned away from the bathroom and yelled for Hoseok.

“Come on, shit!”

“What's up man?” Jung, who was still at the top of the stairs, stopped and turned back, seeing Jeon beginning to turn red and his eyes slightly wide.

“Something will happen with (Y/N).” Jungkook said trying to call you one more time. “An unknown number sent a message to my cell phone, I think she's in danger...”

"Yes, baby?" Your voice said across the line, making him sigh with relief.

“Damn, where are you?” He asked, pulling on his tie and throwing it into the hallway as he walked toward the stairs with Hoseok in front of him.

“What do you mean, where am I? At school. Where are you? The ceremony starts in 15 minutes ...”

“Listen to me, stay close to the people, don’t get away from the other students, get it?” He ordered, walking toward the front door. “If you feel in danger, yell as loud as you can, okay?”

“Yeah, but what's going on?” You asked confused.

“Just do what I'm saying, (Y/N). I'll be there in a few minutes.” He said leaving the house, going towards the car.

“All right.”

He hung up.

“Call the others and send them to school.” He ordered Hoseok as soon as they had entered the Dodge. He shook hands on the wheel and drove exceeding 100 hours, passing a red light, causing a mess in traffic. At the moment he was not worried about fines or the police, but thinking of a thousand ways to torture and kill whoever had sent that message and threatened the life of his girl.

“Is everything alright?” Suhee asked as soon as she saw that you had hung up the phone and had a question mark almost drawn on your forehead. You turned to her with a frown.

“Yes, it was Jungkook ... He was strange ...”

“Come on  (Y/N), let's agree that your boyfriend is not the most normal guy you ever met, right?”

“(Y/N).” Becca approached. "Your parents are sitting near the stage, they were asking about you. I think you should go talk to them, they seemed to be sad.”

“I’ll go there. If Jungkook arrives, tell him where I am.” You said turning away and walking through the field, where the stage was set. Walking through the chairs, you reached the side of the parents and relatives, where you saw their seated in the first two chairs of the second row. You bit your lips and walked toward them. It's been a while since you've talked to either of them. Since leaving home, you had not yet contacted them and was not really sure they would be there that day, but you were glad they were there. "Hi." You said and they both looked at you. Your mother instantly covered her mouth with both hands, beginning to cry. “Mom, what ...”

“You look so beautiful in this outfit, my dear.” She said hugging her and crying compulsively. You smiled and hugged her back. You looked at your father standing there, just watching you two with a sad look on his face. You just smiled at him, reaching out for him, calling him into the embrace. Having a family hug. He also cried. The last time you saw him crying, it was when your sister decided to move.

“I'm sorry for everything, (Y / N). We miss you.” He said.

"It's all right, Daddy. I miss you too.”

"Then come back home, my dear." Your mother said after you undo the hug. You took a deep breath and gave them a comforting smile. You didn’t want to fight with them, again. “I cannot stand the anguish of not knowing if you're doing well or not.”

"I'm fine, I swear, Jungkook is taking good care of me, I'm happy."

"And where is he?" Your mother asked and your father became serious. Even admitting that he was wrong to slap you and even miss you, he hadn’t forgotten that he didn’t like the boy.

"He's coming, he's only a little late ..."

"Everyone at your seats, please, the ceremony begins in 5 minutes ..." The speaker said into the microphone, and suddenly with the nervousness, you felt a great urge to go to the bathroom.

“I'm going to the bathroom before the ceremony starts, maybe after we can go out for dinner, maybe you can give Jungkook a try.” You asked with a hopeful smile on your face.

“Sure. We can try.” Your father said, pulling a gigantic smile from your face who waved and began to run to the lockiing room in the field where there was a ladies' room that you could use.

After using the toilet, you stopped in front of the mirror and took a deep breath after washing your hands. You were forming, literally going into adulthood. You'd soon start working and college. And you were happy, glad you accepted that ride Jungkook offered you. You were definitely happy with him despite some things that happened over the weeks, but you were sure that everything would get better, you just had to have faith.

You took off the cap and fixed your hair. Through the mirror, you saw the door being opened and a man who was twice your size came in. He was wearing a janitor's uniform, but you had never seen him there. You decided to ignore it, turning your attention to your hair, but when you saw that the man had not moved, you turned to him, waiting for him to say what he wanted.

“You are (Y/N), right?” He asked as he slowly approached you, like a predator approaching its prey. You frowned and looked at him suspiciously, nodding right after.

"And you are?"

"I'm a friend of Jungkook." He said even closer, forcing you to take steps back.

“I know all of Jungkook's friends. You are not one of them. Get out of here.”

“Of course, but first ...” And he lunged at you, pushing you against the wall and cupping your nose and mouth with a damp cloth, giving you no chance to scream. You started to get dizzy until you passed out in that man's arms.

Jungkook made the tires of his car roar as he skidded into the entrance of the school parking lot. He stopped anyway, leaving the vehicle desperately, with Hoseok. Another car stopped there, and the other three boys left, followed Jeon who were running toward the soccer field behind the school building. When they got there, they saw that heap of people in the field, parents and students, teachers, and needed to find you, so he told the boys to divide and look for her in the crowd. The desperation of not being fast enough, and something to have happened to you, took control of your body and he cursed himself for still having feelings.

"Suhee!" He screamed as he saw your friend talking to some other students. He grabbed her arm, turning her at once, startling her. “Did you see (Y/N)?”

"Uh yes, she went to her parents. They are there in front ..." He did not let her finish speaking and ran through the crowd, bumping into some, but not bothering to apologize, like always, trying to get to the front of the seats where he spotted your parents sitting.

"Did you see (Y/N)?" He asked as he approached. The two who had previously talked among themselves looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, and ..."

"Where is she? Do you know where she went?" He asked again, interrupting them. He was visibly irritated and worried, and your parents realized that.

" Did something happen..."

"Just tell me where she went, damn it, I have no time for questions." He almost shrieked nervously.

"She went to the bathroom, I think in the locker room ..."

Jeon turned and saw Hoseok passing almost on the other side of him.

“Hoseok.” Jeon caught his attention as he turned toward him. “Locker room.” He shouted, pointing to the field dressing room. They both ran toward the locker room, Jungkook nearly ripped open the bathroom door. There was no one inside, but there was a cap over the sink.

“There is no one in the male either.” Hoseok said entering the room. Jungkook picked up the phone, already with his hands shaking and tried to call you, but the number just turned off.

“FUCK.” He shouted kicking the door of one of the cabins tightly. Hatred bubbled in his veins. The two of them left the locker room, meeting the other three boys who shook their heads. Jungkook clenched his hands in fist, pacing back and forth, thinking desperately about something, in any solution. Who was the son of a bitch who dared do that? He thought.

“What should we do now?” Taehyung asked. Jeon spotted your parents heading toward them and not having the patience to argue or quarrel, knowing he might be running out of time, he motioned for them to follow him back into the parking lot.

“Whoever kidnapped her must have taken her to some hiding place, Yoongi, call Jin and ask him to delve our contacts, see if anybody saw some suspicious acting in some rival gang. Taehyung, the school has cameras in the corridors, I want you to find a way to pick up the recordings of today and find (Y/N) and the son of a bitch who kidnapped her. Namjoon, I want you to try to trace her number and the number that sent me the message, try to find out which location it was used, then look around the area and see if there are sheds, closed industries, abandoned buildings and let me know.” They all nodded.

“They would not be dumb enough to use the phone near the hiding place, Jeon.” Taehyung said, and Hoseok let out a sarcastic laugh.

"If they were dumb enough to kidnap Jungkook's girlfriend, then make sure they're dumb to anything else."

At the same moment, Jungkook's phone vibrated in his pocket. As he picked it up, he saw it was another message, but this time it was a picture. You were lying in the backseat of a car, unconscious.

"That was the most shit idea anyone could have." He snarled. “I want the head of this bastard.”

When you started to open your eyes, your views were blurry. You were dizzy and felt sleepy. You wanted to raise your hand to rub your eyes, but you couldn’t. Looking down, you saw that your arms were tied around the arms of the uncomfortable wooden chair you were sitting on. Confused, you blinked a few times, shaking your head, trying to remember what had happened. With your senses coming back and your memories too, you began to panic as you remembered what had happened before you passed out, which made you start pulling your arms out of the brown leather handcuffs that held you. Straining to free your wrists.

Seeing you could not free yourself, you began to look around, trying to get a sense of where you were. It seemed to be a basement somewhere, you didn’t know for sure. In front of you was another chair. It had a giant iron machine on your left side that was dusty, and looked rusty. On your right side was a table and a few cardboard boxes around it. There were some papers on the table.

You couldn’t move your head to look back, so you couldn’t see what was behind you, but in front of you, behind the empty chair, there was an iron ladder leaning against the wall leading to a door, so maybe you were on one floor under another floor. It was really a basement. You were not desperate, yes, you were scared, but not to the point of being desperate with it, and you didn’t know why. Most people would start screaming and crying for help, hopelessly trying to let go, but you were clear-minded, trying to think of why you were there.

The first thing you remembered was the man who attacked you in the bathroom in the school locker room. You looked down and still had your scholarship. The second thing was Jungkook. The call he'd made to you, asking you not to get away from people, that's what he was talking about, he knew something would happen, And that man said he was Jungkook’s friend, which led to the third conclusion, they had kidnapped you because of him. You sighed and let your head fall forward, now you need to remain calm, but instead of calming down, you felt irritation.

“This is the result you getting involved with a drug dealer, (Y/N). Besides you being forced to see your friend bleeding for being shot, and nearly losing your boyfriend in the middle of this story, now you’re stuck in a fucking bad remake of The Godfather. Why couldn’t you fall in love with the school nerd? The most dangerous thing he could be doing right now was building a killer robot. But no, you had to fall in love with Jeon Jungkook.” You grunted through your teeth, sarcastically as you tried to release your arms by pulling hard, giving an angry grunt, lowering your head in frustration.

It was when the creak of the door that led to that ladder caught your attention, making you look up. You saw four men entering. Both wearing black trousers and white blouses, both with guns in their hands. Your heart raced and your breathing threatened to do the same, but you pulled the air and held it for a few seconds, before exhaling and clenched the jaw. Your body wanted to despair, your arms and legs wanted to shake and your eyes wanted to tear, but you forced your mind not to do so. Stay calm (Y / N). You told yourself. You have to be strong. They're very big weapons, but you'll be fine.

As those four men approached and formed a circle around you, another man came in and closed the door behind him. Before he went down he paused for a moment at the top of the stairs.

“Wow." You can hear him whisper over his breath. He was tall and dressed differently from the others who were there, and his aura was quite different as well. Should be the boss. You thought. He wore leather shoes and a suit with a soft fabric, probably of a very expensive brand. As he approached, he sat down in front of you, propping his back against the back of the chair and examining you. He wasn’t handsome, his eyes were green, but that didn’t mean he was charming or something. He had a goatee, his hair cut mullet style, already a little gray.

"So you're the famous (Y/N)?" He asked after a few more minutes staring. You arched a brow when the word "famous" came out of his lips.

“I'd love to say it's true, but no. I haven’t had my debut yet.” You answered, not even knowing where that courage had come from. The man in front of you smiled, looking pleased with your answer.

“Usually I'd be pissed off at such a naughty little girl like that, but I understand, you seem to be a long time with that little cocaine salesman that people call Jungkook, you must have taken his bad habits from being rude.”

“In fact I've always been like that, bad cradle creation.” You replied. But what the fuck are you doing? Do you want to die? Your subconscious screamed. That man put his hand on his chin, on his beard, watching you once more. “Can I know why I'm here?”

“Nothing important...”

“Come on! If it's not important, why would the so-called orchestrator of everything would be here in front of me? I don’t know how things work in real life, but in movies when things are not important, bosses don’t show their faces.”

He reached the body forward, supporting his arms on his legs, getting even more curious about you.

"How are you so sure I'm the boss?"

“Your clothes. Your suit is Slim, made of cold wool, thin wires, probably Italian. Your tie is a silk jacquard, maybe Salvatore Ferragamo if I'm not mistaken and your shoes are leather. My mother works with luxury clothes, so I know the products. Even if you were the second in command, I don’t think you'd use something expensive like that so I assume you're the boss, or at least it would be if this were a movie.”

“Your perception is impressive. Did you learn all this from the movies or did Jeon teach you about it?”

“It's not because my boyfriend is from a gang that I have to be the dumb and innocent girlfriend. The reason I'm here is him, right?”

“Yes, he irritated us a lot ... He took some things that were ours ... He destroyed one of my establishments, he and his gang killed my subordinates ... So, nothing better and more cliché than kidnapping the enemy gang leader's girlfriend, don’t you think?” He asked, leaning back in his chair again. The seizure. Was that his place? Did Jungkook really steal from someone? “Is not that what would happen in a movie?”

“Yes, but I don’t know if you know, but at the end of the movie, bad guys always get bad.”

And then he smiled rising and approaching you, and drawing his face closer to yours, which made you gasp and swallow.

“Glad we're in real life, right sweet?” He whispered close to your face, letting that hot breath hit your face, and even if you had held your breath, the scent of his mouth came through your nostrils and you wished you could vomit. "Put the camera in position." He ordered, moving away from you that allowed yourself to breathe again. Glancing to the side, where had those boxes, one of the men who were armed opened one of it, taking out a camera and a dismounted pedestal, putting everything next to the chair that the man was sitting on. "Are you recording?" He asked and henchman nodded, signaling yes. Despair began to pour through your veins, imagining what he was about to do, and whatever it was, you didn’t like anything about it. “You know (Y/N), I understand why Jungkook likes you, besides being very pretty, you had a smart mouth and God knows what you can do with it.” He said reaching out and holding your lip, pulling it and releasing it. “If you're a good girl by the end, I untie you and let you suck me while one of my men or maybe all, fuck your hot pussy.”

“How lucky for me to be a bad girl then." You said between your teeth, feeling disgusted at his words, just to make you smile again.

“Bad girls deserve to be punished, you know that, don’t you?” And he hit you with a strong slap on your face, making you groan with pain. You were sure that if you were an owl, your head would have made a full turn because of the force he used. You took a deep breath, holding back the tears of pain and looked back at him. “"Look at that angry little face." He said grabbing your chin tightly. “I'd love to see those eyes filled with rage and tearing as you choke on my cock in the back of your throat. Too bad I cannot do that right now.”

“Not now and not ever.” You snapped and at the same time received another slap, even stronger, making the urge to cry even harder.

“Sir." One of the men called.

“What?” He practically yelled at the boy who was almost next to you.

“I'm sorry, sir, but ... I do not think you should do this to her ...”

"Are you crazy? Are you fucking crazy?” Said the furious man advancing against the boy and grabbing him by the shirt. “Do you think you can handle me, bastard?”

” Sorry sir, no, but you heard what Jungkook did to that man who just hit upon her ...” You turned your attention totally to the two, confused. "He's not going to be happy to see what we're doing to her ..."

"What did he do?" You interrupted them, drawing their attention. "What did Jungkook do and with who did he do?"

“You didn’t know?” The boss asked and you shook your head in denial. “He beat him to the point of almost killing him with a crowbar.” And if you were not crying before for the pain, now the tears rolled down your cheeks with no control. “Why are you so surprised? Do not you know your boyfriend's fame, baby?”

“Don’t call me that." You said between your teeth, causing the chief to throw himself at you, holding your chin tightly and pulling your hair back, forcing you to throw your head back.

“Do you think you're in the position or in the mood to order something here, you whore? Hm? You claim to be the smart girlfriend but you're being stupid enough to be petulant with the guy who trapped you in that fucking chair. You have no voice here, bitch. I do whatever I want with you, and you have to accept it. If I tell you to shut up, you shut up, if I tell you to open your fucking legs so I can fuck you like the bitch you are, then you're going to do it, or I swear I cut your throat and throw you to the dogs, understood?”

You didn’t answer, just took a deep breath as he released you.

"Let's go back to where stopped." He said, taking a penknife out of his suit pocket. You're not calm anymore. Of two one, or he would torture you, tear your skin with the knife, or release you and then possibly rape you. Neither option was good in your eyes and you didn’t know which was worse. And looking around once more, seeing that obviously no one there would help you, your eyes stopped in the camera. They were recording it. And if it was not for a sinister, disgusting and scary collection of torture footage, they would send it to Jungkook. And your heart broke, you didn’t want him to see anything that could possibly happen.

“So let's start at the beginning. Who are Century's suppliers?” The man asked and you frowned. "Are you suddenly silent?"

"I don’t know what you're talking about." You answered simply, and he held up his pocketknife, his eyes glittering wickedly.

“Wrong answer, little girl.”

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Masterlist

|S/ M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff | 

Jealousy | m, f | knj / reader

↳ Best friends to lovers au! One Shot

[ You are in love with your best friend and one day decides it’s time to forget the passion and invest in a new relationship, what you did not expect was that your best friend showed up at the party you’re at, to surprise you.]

Series: The Bet - Between books | m | knj / reader

↳ Boyfriend au!, College au!  Smut. One Shot

[ ‘The ideas we get when we're drunk are best,’ Kim Seokjin said it before challenging you and Namjoon to have sex in the university library. ]

| S/ M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff |

Lucky In Love | m, f, a | ksj / reader

↳ Best friends to lovers au! One Shot

[ You had a difficult childhood. As a teenager you meet a cool guy on the internet who turns out to be your best friend,  years later you’re living in the same city as him, hiding your passion. A night at a local nightclub can change  everything ]

| S/ M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff |

My Soldier | m, f, a | myg / reader

↳  Soldier/Army au! One Shot

[ The boy you’ve always loved goes into the army to fulfill his mandatory years. You have little contact and you feel destroyed whenever you see something about the soldiers’ fight. One day, after school, someone knocks on your door and you take a surprise. ]

Too Late To Apologize | a | myg / reader

↳ Idol au! One Shot

[ You were dating for three years and what you wanted most was being able to take care of him. But Yoongi was too busy with his job to realized that he was losing you. ]

Love me, Hate me | a, m, f | myg / reader

↳ Fuckboy au!, College au! One Shot

[ You hated him, hated how handsome he was, hated how all the girls wanted him, you hated hating him, but you couldn’t contain yourself. At least not anymore. You’ll find out in the worst way, or the best, that Min Yoongi is an addictive drug.]

Ddaeng | m | myg / reader

↳  Idol au!, boyfriend au! 

[ Yoongi just performed and goes straight to the dressing room to meet you and continue the show, but a more private one.]

| S/ M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff |

Hazard | m | jhs / reader

↳  Badboy au! First part of the serie Hazard.

[ You are suspicious that your boyfriend is cheating on you. You decide to follow him one day, after work, and find him at a bar, kissing his secretary.  You two start fighting on the street, outside the pub, and that’s where you meet him. A man you’ve never seen before offers you a ride on his motocycle and you accept. And this ride ends with you in his bath, fucking him. ]

Series The Bet: Haunted House | m | jhs / reader - NEW

↳  Enemys to lovers au!

[ Because of your friends, Hoseok thought you hated him, and you thought the same. But after they bet on spending Halloween Eve night in an abandoned house, everything changes. ]

| S/ M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff |

Don’t Call Her Anymore | f | pjm / reader

↳  Best friends to lovers au! One Shot

[ You were dating a boy for many months, you fell in love but discovered he had another girlfriend and that broke you. He always called you when he were drunk and you answered, listening to him say the same things. Until Jimin put a stop to it. ]

Our First Time | m | pjm / reader

↳  Non idol au! One Shot

[  Jimin always wanted to be closer to you, and one day he finally succeeded. ]

Series: The bet - Vlive Blowjob | m | pjm / reader

↳  Idol au! One Shot. 

[ You and Jimin make a bet: If he loses, he has to buy a purse of the new Gucci collection for you, but if you lose, you have to make him a blowjob... while he makes a Live. None of this makes sense, but he was drunk when he proposed and you were drunk when you accepted. That explains everything. ]

Thank you, next | f, m, a | pjm / reader

↳  Best friends to lovers au! One Shot

[ In high school you weren’t very popular, ten years later you travel to a class reunion of your old class. What could go wrong? ]

Kiss It Off Me | m | jjk/reader | pjm/reader

↳Non idol au! Series? ↳high school au! bad boy au! baseball player au!

[Jimin is a player on the school baseball team, you are his girl. Jungkook wants you to be his.]

| S/ M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff |

A Night With a Vampire | m, a | kth / reader

↳  Vampire au! Serie.

[ The end of the relationship leaves you lost and totally sad. Your friend is having a party and you promised you would. You just didn’t know that your life would change from there. ]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 : Coming Soon.

Swim | m | kth / reader

↳  Part of Swim series

[ He knew you, but he had never spoken to you. You were Hoseok’s best friend, and he was really jealous of you, he never opened a way for Taehyung to approach. Until one night at a party, where Hoseok wasn’t around you. The way was free for Taehyung do what he always wanted.  ]

Swim PART 2 | m | kth / reader

↳  Part of Swim series

[ A week has passed since Hoseok caught you and Taehyung in his bed. Hoseok has being away from all his friends, including you, his best friend. Taehyung is in a bar with some friends and he hasn’t seen you since that night, and he can’t get you out of his head, so when he sees you entering the club, he can’t hold himself. ]

|  S/M - Smut/Mature | A - Angst | F - Fluff |

Ride Or Die | m, a | jjk / reader

Trailer FMV: Trailer One | Trailer Two.

↳  Mafia Au!  / Badboy au! Serie.

[ He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as  you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy  his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang. The Century. And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him. ]

↳  ON GOING

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 Season Finale | Season 2 : Coming soon

The Ghost Of You | a, m, f | jjk / reader

↳ Ghost au! Series

[ You started studying at a new university after an event that forced you to move to another city. In a city even smaller than you used to live, it was Vegas University, where you would spend the next two years of your life until the end of your course. Strange things begin to happen when you get there, and someone’s life - or death - depends on your choices.  ]

↳  ON GOING

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 : SEMI HIATUS

Daddy Issues | a, m | Jjk / reader

↳ Stalker au! Killer au! psycho au!, horror, thriller, Serie

[ When you started dating Jungkook, he was your gateway to all the pain but when you finally find out who he really is, you realize it’s too late to go back. You are in danger, and you know it, but worst of all is that you don’t want to escape.]

Part 1 | Part 2 : SEMI HIATUS

Under The Mat | a, m, | jjk / reader

↳ Ceo!Jungkook Series

[ He was your boss and you hated him, but he knew that wasn’t exactly what you felt.  ]

↳  ON GOING

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3: Coming Soon

Kiss It Off Me | m | jjk/reader | pjm/reader

↳Non idol au! Series? ↳high school au! bad boy au! baseball player au!

[Jimin is a player on the school baseball team, you are his girl. Jungkook wants you to be his.]

All Mine | m | jjk/reader |

↳Non idol au! Series? ↳CEO!Jungkook

[CEO of one of the biggest companies in the country, Jungkook didn’t have much time for love. You were in love with him, but he didn’t feel the same way about you, at least that’s what you thought.]

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Ride Or Die - Jeon Jungkook Mafia Au! Smut, angst - (Trailer FMV)

He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as     you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy     his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang. The Century. And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 Coming soon.

Music: Desire - Meg Myers

Jealousy - Kim Namjoon (M)

— pairing | Kim Namjoon/Reader — word c | 3,017 — genre | bestfriends to lovers au!, smut, fluff, a little angst. — summary | You are in love with your best friend and one day decides it’s time to forget the passion and invest in a new relationship, what you did not expect was that your best friend showed up at the party you’re at, to surprise you. — warnings/tags | best friend! Namjoon, unprotected sex (stay safe!), dirty talk. I wrote this fanfic within one hour, it was four in the morning while I was in my parents’ car, traveling to another state. Hope you like it.

Being single can sometimes be good, you have more time for yourself, your friends and for personal projects. You do not have to satisfy anyone, you do not have to worry about anyone, you do not have to share the bed with anyone or even make boring couple programs. But on the other hand it was bad, you have no one to spend the days with, no one to fight with and then you reconcile in bed, have no one to tell you a sincere "I love you".I was single for a long time now, did not date anyone or had sex with someone for years. I did not know if it was because of a lack of options or because I was in love with my best friend.

I always enjoyed spending time with him, just being friends, going out together, whenever we had time, we would talk or go out for walks, but this was not enough anymore and I knew he did not feel for me what I felt for him. When I saw him leaving a few weeks ago with an unknown girl from a coffee shop, it was when I realized that he was not mine and that even though I was jealous, I could not do anything, after all, we were just friends.

I've been seeing a guy a couple of days, Nick, he's a nice, fun guy, makes me laugh a lot and likes the same things I do. He is a year older, has green eyes and dark brown hair. As I work in a building near his job, we started going out after my shift, and sometimes we met at lunch, which made my time with NamJoon decrease. It had been a few days since we saw each other and we talked for a maximum of five minutes., and in six years of friendship we had never spent more than a few hours without talking, and it was strange not to have him around.

Nick and I had arranged to go to a party at a friend's pub today.

I was about to leave my apartment when I heard my cell phone ring in my purse. I frowned, thinking it might be Nick, but I was wrong. Seeing the picture on the screen was NamJoon. I smiled. He was so handsome my god, in addition to his cuteness and his perfection, he was a wonderful man, had reason I have fallen in love with him.

“Hey, Joonie." I answered the phone locking the apartment door and heading for the elevator. “(Y/N), hi. It's all right?” “Yeah and with you?”

“Yeah, how about we go to the movies today, finally Justice League narrowed, I'm so eager to see.” He said with enthusiasm on the other side. Namjoon was always a very cheerful guy, he literally could not sit still when he was excited about something, and I could even imagine him walking from one side to the other while talking on the phone. "Oh, sorry, Joonie. I am leaving now.”

"Again? (Y/N), what's going on?" He asked with disappointment and irritation in his voice. "What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"It's been days that I call you out or something and you always say you're busy or you are leaving." "It's because I'm busy or leaving when you call me, Namjoon.” I said when I left the elevator.

"Are you sure there's nothing going on? That there is nothing I should know?” “Yes. I need to hang up.”I said as I saw Nick waiting for me. “Kisses, Joonie.” And so I hung up the phone.

After arriving at the pub where his friend was going to give the party, Nick took me to the bar and asked me to wait, because he would find his friend and bring him to me. I was a few minutes just watching the shelves with drinks that had there. I don’t drink, not even half a glass of alcohol. And that reminded me of Namjoon, the day we met.

He was falling drunk on the street, vomiting his guts and the crazy fool here, went to him to help him. I called a taxi and took him to the hospital where he took the serum and spent the night. I do not know if he had a relative and not have the heart to leave him alone, so I spent the night with him in the hospital.

"Lady...?" I woke up with someone nudging me. Still sleepy, I opened my eyes and looked at the boy next to me, whom I had helped to get to the hospital. He looked at me confused and curious at the same time, for me had slept with my head on his legs. I yawned and stretched. "Who are you?" He asked, making me look at him with raised eyebrows. But then I let out a laugh, he was too drunk last night to remember anything.

"What do you mean by who am I? Don’t you remember?” He shook his head, denying it. “You declare to me, you ask for my hand in marriage to my parents, then drink a little and forget? I'm your fucking fiancée, you idiot, how could you forget?" He stared at me with wide eyes, the blood draining from his face, leaving him in shock. He opened his mouth a few times to say something, but it was clear he had nothing to say. I threw my head back without holding back and burst out laughing, shaking my shoulders and holding my belly as he looked at me with furrowed brows, even more confused. After a few minutes of laughter, I wiped away my tears that fell from my eyes and turned to him. "I'm kidding, man." I spoke and I could see the relief these words caused him when his shoulders fell. "You were falling drunk on the street, there was no one with you, so I brought you to the hospital.”

"Oh ..." he hissed. Then he grinned. "You scared me." He laughed, putting his hand on his chest. "But why are you still here?"

"I didn’t have the guts to leave you alone. I hate hospitals, so I would not want to wake up alone in one." I said shrugging. He smiled again, which was when I noticed that he had dimples on both sides of both cheeks which made him extremely cute.

“ Thank you... What’s your name?”

“Im (Y/N)... Yours?

“Namjoon”

"(Y/N), this is Justin.” Nick said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I got up to greet Justin. And the feeling that I knew him overwhelmed me.

"Hey, I think I know you. You're not the girl who always walks with Namjoon?" Oh, of course. Justin works with NamJoon. "Were not you dating?"

"Namjoon and I are just good friends." I said dropping a smirk.

“Oh really? All his friends think you're dating. He denies it, but nobody believed him. It's just that you're always together.”

“Really, we’re just friends”

“Well, I hope you enjoy the party, (Y/N).” He smiled, nodded to Nick and left, leaving us both bewildered. I had already mentioned NamJoon to him, but I had never gone into detail about our relationship.

"You and this NamJoon are very close, right?" "Yes, we have been friends for many years. We always go out together and well, we do things friends do."

"You two have kissed?" He asked scratching the back of his neck. I denied it and sat down again. "We've never had that kind of intimacy."

“Oh...good to know.”

Sometime later, he said he would go to the bathroom and I stayed in the same place.

"Can we talk?" A familiar voice said behind me, as I turned, NamJoon was standing, looking at me. "Joonie, what are you doing here?"

“Justin called me to this party, but I left to come because I thought we both were going to the movies, then he called me again recently saying that you were here with a Nick guy. I did not believe so I had to come and see for myself.”

It was so hard to believe I was seeing someone? “Why? Can’t I go out with a guy? You think I do not have the ability to have a date?”

“That's not what I meant. It's just that I do not understand why you did not tell me that you were dating someone. I think I should know something like that.”

"You did not tell me you were seeing anyone either, and I'm not complaining.” I snapped back, making him shut up for a few seconds. "She was just a friend, (Y/N). We did not kiss or anything.”

“You do not have to explain anything to me, NamJoon, you do not owe me explanations.” I said looking away, not wanting to show him I was upset with all that. “Why are you going out with this guy?” I frowned and looked at him again. It was not obvious?

“I'm tired of being single, and I realized that I can not spend the rest of my life just hanging out with you. I want more than a best friend. I want more than that.” I pointed to the two of us.

"Yes, you should have more than one best friend.” He said lowering his head. “But that does not mean you have to ignore me forever."

“I was not ignoring you, NamJoon, but I can no longer live my life at the mercy of you and you of me. I'm tired of it. Tired of wanting to do things with you that I should not want. Tired of wanting to do dirty things. Tired of wanting to kiss you but not being able to. I'm tired of you not loving me like I love you.” I saw a flash of darkness pass through his eyes and I widened my eyes as I realized what I had said. Shit.

“What did you say?” He asked walking toward me, with an intimidating look on his face. I had never seen him like this before. He was always cute and affectionate to me. I tried to stand up, but he grabbed my waist, pulling me hard against him, trapping my arms against his chest and pressing me against his body. I opened my mouth to speak, but I was frightened, confused and too ashamed to think of anything to say. "Did you just say I don’t love you?"

“No ... I did not mean to ... " I was unable to explain what I wanted to explain. Then his lips slammed into mine and his hand gripped the back of my neck. He was kissing me. Namjoon, the man I was hopelessly in love with was kissing me. I moved my lips close to his as I felt the butterflies in my stomach twist and my heart beating faster.

“It seems that I do not love you?” He asked, parting our lips, leaving me bewildered. “Does it seem like what I feel for you is something less than passion? Cooler than the fire of hell? You think I'm not getting jealous of this guy you're dating? You think I did not come here today just to show this guy that you are and will always be only mine, (Y/N)?”

"NamJoon, I'm confused" I said shaking my head not knowing if he was really saying it or if I was just hallucinating. "Is everything okay here?" Nick approached with a confused and strange expression on his face.

“Yes, Nick. This is ...." I started to speak but was interrupted by Namjoon. “I appreciate that you're trying to make her happy, but in her heart, there is only room for someone and that someone is me.” And so he looked at me, my chest was almost exploding. "Will you come home with me so we can finish our conversation?"

I nodded. "Sorry Nick, I'll talk to you later." I said being led by NamJoon towards the exit. The drive to his apartment was quiet. So silent that I could hear my heart pounding inside my chest and I could almost hear the blood running through my veins as well.

As we entered the room, he slammed the door behind us and pulled me against him in a warm kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me harder and harder against his body. I did not want to know where the courage was coming from, I just wanted to enjoy it. NamJoon turned me all at once, pulling my waist against his hips. I felt his lips on my neck as I felt his cock rubbing against my ass. God. I groaned as his hands stopped on my breasts, tightening them over my blouse.

"Your clothes look so easy to me." He whispered into my ear as he lowered one of his hands down my abdomen, lifting my skirt. "Can I touch here?" He whispered, placing his hand over my panties. I nodded frantically giving him permission to do whatever he wanted with me. Soon his fingers began to move, making a wave of pleasure invade my body, making me want him even more. His lips gently kissed my neck before starting to suck it. I ran my hands between the two of us and unbuttoned his jeans, stroking him through the clothes. He was so hard. I could not wait to feel him inside me, as I always wanted.

I felt his teeth on my neck and groaned his name, squeezing his cock between my hands. He stuck his fingers through my underwear, dipping his fingers into my wet pussy.

"You're so wet for me." He whispered in my ear. “Please, NamJoon.” “Yes, baby. What do you want? Hmm? Want me in here?” He asked, thrusting a finger into my pussy, letting out a hoarse groan, causing me to arch my back. "So tight baby. All this is for me?"

“Yes, all for you.” I groaned. He pushed me gently to the couch.

"Spread your hands on the back of the sofa." He asked as he took off his jeans, shirt and box. I did as he asked, my breathing heavy,  thinking about what he was going to do. He lifted my skirt, and pulled my panties down, running his fingers up my thigh and stuffing them between my thighs, rubbing my clit. 'I'll fondle you a little more, baby ...” "No please, fuck me.” I begged. “Don’t waste time, please.” “Are you sure you're ready?” His voice sounded worried and excited at the same time, I smiled and over my shoulder I looked at him.

“I will always be ready for you, baby.”

His smile returned to his lips and he positioned himself behind me, I was so wet that he slid perfectly into me, deep inside, making me scream with pleasure. I felt my legs tremble as I felt him inside me.

“You feel good?” He asked, starting to move slowly

“So fucking good, Joonie... Oh you’re so big baby”  I whispered, pressing my fingers on the back of the sofa. "Please, faster." He began to move faster. He was going so deep inside me, hitting all the right places, and with every thrust, a loud moan came out of my mouth.

"Ah baby." He moaned, slapping me on the butt and squeezing it. "I've waited for this for so long.” And once again, as he entered deep inside me, making me squeeze my fingers on the sofa back. So he leaned in and kept moving, kissed my back. Holding my shoulders, he got even harder, making me throw my head back. Feeling it inside me was a greater and better sensation than I could imagine. I was beginning to feel that I was ready to come.

"I'm close ..." I groaned and I heard him whisper something. “NamJoon.” I gasped as I felt myself approaching orgasm. As he pulled me, leaning my back against his chest, still fucking me fast and hard from behind, he hugged my chest and with his other hand gently held my neck, biting my shoulder and increasing his movements, making me shout his name when finally I came.

"Fuck baby." He groaned as I pulsed around his cock, which spilled into me, still moving, while he was still deep and strong.

My legs were shaking and my breathing was heavy, if he was not holding me, I would have fallen on my knees a long time.

"I do not feel my legs very well." I Said laughing and he laughed with me, his arms going under my legs catching me on his lap. He laid a kiss on my lips as he walked toward the bathroom. There, he sat me on the edge of the tub and turned on the water. Then he helped me get the rest of the clothes I had left. He sat inside and pulled me between his legs. With one of his hands, he threw the lukewarm water over my shoulders while he was silent. “We ... Um ... We were not going to talk?” I asked, making him take his eyes off the water and look at me with a simple smile.

"But we talked. We just had the best conversation of our lives, do not you think?" He said giving me a kiss, making me turn red. “But if I did not make my intentions explicit, let me be straightforward. I love you, and I'm jealous of you and I want you to spend most of your free time with me, forever. Be my girlfriend, be mine.”

I smiled and bit my lip, nodding and giving him a seal just after. "Do you still want to go to the movies?" I asked and he looked at me mischievously. "No, I'd rather stay here and fuck your tight little pussy. What do you think?” “I think it's a good idea, baby."

Ride Or Die - Chapter 4 (M)

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader

— word c | 12.233

— genre | Mafia au!, angst , Smut.

— summary |  He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang.And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him..

— warnings/tags | Adult content, Violence, drugs, alcoholic beverages, explicit sex, low slang words.

— disclaimer | myself and this fic DOES NOT condone violence, abuse, use of drugs, alcohol or any kind of crimes. This is a fanfic, an alternative reality, I have no intention of offending anyone. If that makes you feel bad, please do not read. In this fanfic the character is not abusive to the reader, and remember, what Jungkook does in this fanfic is not what he does in real life. Myself or this fanfic does not have any type of connection with BTS, Jungkook or Bighit. Hope you like it.

 Chapter Songs: Bad Liar |  I don’t wanna miss a thing

— Ride Or Die - Character Biography.

01 | 02 | 03 | ‘04′ | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 |  11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 |

It was already four in the afternoon when Jungkook parked the Dodge 78 in front of the iron shed behind the train lines and sighed looking out the window of the car. With his cell phone in hand, he waited for Hoseok to send the message, telling him if he could move on. So many things had happened in those last days, all because of someone who could not keep his mouth shut. As soon as the Ok appeared on the screen, he took one last look at the wallpaper picture of you that he had taken while you were asleep, and got out of the car. He walked toward the shed, lifting the sleeves of his black sweatshirt. He knocked three times hard on the gate and it was opened by a boy with brown hair that was several inches shorter than him, holding a gun in his left hand.

"Are you sure that's the guy?" He asked.

"Yes."

He nodded and the other closed the door as he passed it.

Inside was a totally empty place, there were no furniture, only the iron pillars that held the ceiling. In the middle of the shed, the only place lit by improvised incandescent lights on pedestals, was a man seated, his hands tied behind the chair, his feet wrapped in duct tape, passed over and over so that he had no chance of trying to escape. His mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth and he had a terrified look  and tears in his eyes. Not understanding why he was there. But when he saw Jungkook approaching in the darkness, terror overtook his face. Jeon stopped less than a meter away from the man in the chair and stared up at him with a smile, before letting his smile slip away and let his eyes darken.

"Report?" Without taking his eyes off that man, Jungkook asked coldly into the darkness behind that man. He was to blame for you finding out he was a drug dealer. Hoseok came out of the darkness, all black as usual, but this time with a different expression of that used to carry when he was around you and away from work. Instead of the smile, his face was serious, his eyebrows drooping, pupils dilated by lack of light, and jaw clenched. He held a crowbar that was propped on his left shoulder.

"David Henson." He replied walking slowly around the chair of that man who trembled beneath those two looks that burned like pure fire. "37 years old, divorced, has a daughter named Karla, 17. Faithful customer of our gang for a year and a half, every week buys 20 grams.” So he stood beside Jungkook who had a sadistic look on his face, almost breaking the victim with his gaze.

“Too bad we're going to lose such a loyal customer. But I think Mr. Henson here will understand.” Jungkook said taking the man's gag off.

"Please, I do not ..." He started to speak, but the boy hit him with a hard punch in the face.

"Did I tell you to speak? No. Then shut your fucking mouth" Jeon scream.

“I do not understand ..." The man whimpered. “I-I did not nothing. I-I'm n-not ...”

“So you're saying you don’t know why you're here?” He asked menacingly, holding out his hand to Hoseok who handed him the crowbar, making the immobile man start stammering, which irritated the boy, hitting him on the thigh with the crowbar, making him scream. "Answer!" Jungkook shouted.

“No, I don’t know ... I-I swear.” The man cried. Jungkook then dropped the crowbar on the ground and took two strides toward the man, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back violently before pulling out his cell phone and placing it close to his face with the screen on, showing him your picture.

“Do you see this girl here? Do you know who she is? Hm?”

"It's your girl ..." Jungkook released him and gave him another punch, causing his nose to break with the force, making him scream again.

"Yeah, this is my girl, and I almost lost her because of your fucking mouth. The clearest rule we have is never to speak your trafficker's name to others. And you fucking did it right in front of my girl. " And he kicked the man's chest, who was thrown back violently, hiting his head on the floor. Hoseok put him back in position, picking up a gallon of ice water that was nearby and pouring over the man, so he would wake up. As soon as he was awake from the small faint, Hoseok stepped away from him, taking the crowbar and giving it to Jeon, going into the shadows again. “I promised her I would not hurt anyone, but what the eyes don’t see the heart doesn’t feel.” He said hitting David's shoulder hard, who screamed again. Jungkook pulled the collar of the shirt of that man who could not even speak, standing very close to his face, staring with a mortal look, with black eyes, eyes deep and glazed, filled with hatred that even the demon would tremble to be faced with.

“When I'm done here, you'll crawl back from where you came from ...” He began to speak through clenched teeth. “And you'll tell everyone you know and who know who my girl is to stay away from her. And if you approach her one more time, I'll kill you and who you love. My gang rules this town and the police, so If you try to do something stupid, you'll be more than fucked up my friend, because I'm going to hunt you down, I'll tear your closest friends and make you eat their guts. Don’t fuck with Jeon Jungkook.”

It was almost seven-thirty when you got out of your parents' car. You had not exaggerated in makeup, wore the silver dress and a high heel all black. You walked to the doorway of the house that had the doors open, which gave a great view to the gigantic hall inside that was adorned with tables, flowers and many colors.

"I'll wait here." You said sitting on a wooden bench next to the door, making your parents look confused.

“Wait for what?”

"Jungkook must be coming." You said crossing your legs.

“When am I going to get rid of that brat?” Your father asked incredulously, widening his eyes and throwing his hands up. “When will you see that he is not good for you?”

“It's me who decides what's good or not good for me." You said, staring at the parking lot and smiling as soon as you saw your boyfriend's car approaching. As he parked and got out of the car, she laughed in surprise to see him wearing a suit, tie, and all. The hair forward and the serious look. Your parents were more surprised than you, they were expecting he would wear something like a rock-shirt, boots and ripped pants. and did not imagine that he would look so good in that outfit, in fact they had never imagined him wearing those clothes. He walked fixing her blazer and when he saw you, he lifted his chin, put a hand in the pocket of his pants and began to walk as if he were parading, running his hand through his hair and tossing his fringe back, giving you a seductive look, making you laugh loudly and clap as he approached.

"Hello baby." He said thickening his voice, making you laugh. “Lord, lady!” He waved his hand to your parents who were still there. Your father shook his head and rolled his eyes as he turned and walked in, taking your mother with him. He reached out for you and you held him. Since no one there knew him, they all looked at the two of you as you walked elegantly and gracefully across the hall to the other side of it. As you approached the other side of the hall, where there was an improvised stage, you spotted your grandparents who were now talking to your parents. With them was also Brooklin, your older sister and Jackson, your brother-in-law.

“Oh my God, look at my little girl here." Your grandmother said smiling as you approached and walked towards her holding her tightly. "You've grown so much, dear, we miss you so much”

“I missed you too.” You said, letting go of your grandmother and hugging her grandfather.

"You should come and visit us more often," Your grandfather said, making you smile.

"Hey sis." Brooklin said hugging you tightly. "How are you?"

“I’m good, and you?”

“Well, too good. You're going to be auntie.” She said running her hand over her belly which made you smile big.

“I don’t believe, that’s amazing!”

“And who is this boy?” His grandmother asked, pointing to Jungkook. You took a few steps and approached him, grabbing his arm.

“This is Jungkook, my boyfriend. Baby, these are Christine and Matthew, my maternal grandparents.”

“It's a pleasure to meet you.” He smiled charmingly as he greeted them both.

“Why do not you come sit with us?” Brooklin offered. “We're going to sit down with Dad and Mom ...”

“I do not know if Jungkook would be comfortable there, my parents are getting a lot on our feet lately and I want to avoid scenes.” You said still clinging to his arm. "We're going to sit somewhere else, but thank you." So, you walked away and walked towards an empty table. Many eyes were still on you, especially the women who looked at Jungkook from top to bottom.

“Your parents must have thought I'd show up here in harness, boots, and ripped pants.” He said as you both sat at a table near the corner, not far from the dance floor in the middle of the hall.

"I'm sure so, I should have recorded their faces when they saw you getting out of the car." You laughed. "I thought so too, to tell you the truth. But you're unpredictable and I love it in you.” Said giving him a peck. “And even if I love you with harnesses and ripped pants, you're a charm in that suit. Liked it.”

"You look gorgeous, by the way, you look stunning in this dress, it's causing a mess inside me." He said putting one hand on top of your uncovered thigh, and brought the mouth to your ear. “I loved how your dress lets me see the legs that wrap around my waist every night.” He whispered making you shiver from head to toe.

"Baby, don’t do that, we'll have to spend four hours here."

“You can’t last four hours without riding my cock, right baby? You dirty little girl.” He whispered again, and you laughed, staring into his eyes with a mischievous smile.

“The question is, can you stand four hours without me riding your cock, Badboy?”

“Touché!” He smiled giving you a kiss.

The ceremony began. After passing the vows, your grandmother said she would throw the bouquet just to not lose the habit. Even though you did not believe that you could take it or that taking it would mean that you would get married, you decided to join the group of women behind your grandmother who was on the impromptu stage. You were a little further back and as soon as the bouquet was thrown, he brushed past those desperate women and fell into your arms. Some men then screamed in celebration that their girlfriends or wives had not picked up the bouquet while Jungkook smiled at you as you walked toward the table.

"Looks like I'm the next one from here to get married." You laughed, making him smile.

“It's not far from that, baby.”

Dinner was then served and a song began to play. The older ones preferred to eat while the younger ones preferred to dance, except for Jungkook who did not like to dance, so he sat while Kate begged him to dance with him.

"You know I do not like dancing.”

"So you're going to let me dance alone? In the midst of all those people with all these men here?”

“If they touch you, I will make then regret, meanwhile I’ll be here watching you dance.” He said folding his arms as you narrowed your eyes and opened your mouth in disbelief.

"You'll regret this." You said pointing your finger in his direction, making him laugh.

"Is that really what I understood? Is the princess threatening me?”

“Wait and see, Jeon Jungkook” You laughed biting your lips. You nodded to him and headed toward the dance floor joining with your cousins. He watched you with curiosity, wondering what you were planning to do. You and the other people on the dance floor danced and some talked, as if they were in a pop nightclub. That's when a song started playing and then you knew you could start doing what you wanted. You wanted to tease your boyfriend and make him regret not going dancing with you. You understand the fact that he didn’t like to dance, but you always felt needy in that part of the relationship. You loved dancing and wanted him to dance with you.

"Your boyfriend has been staring at you since you came here" One of your cousins commented to you. Looking over your shoulder, he was there, his eyebrows arched, one arm lying on the table, the other propped up as his hand was on his chin. He was staring at you blatantly like he used to at school. He wanted to read you. “He does not even look at another woman. Now that's a faithful boyfriend. I wanted to have one of these.”

“Limited edition” You laughed, the second chorus of the song began and you started to roll in the rhythm of the music, throwing your hands up as you descended to the ground. You turned to him and began to sing with the music, hinting, running his hands over your body.

“And oh, baby, let’s make, reality, actuality, a reality. And oh, baby, let’s make, reality, actuality, a reality.” And you rocked your hips again, tossing your hair to the side and hinting more and more to him that left the hand that was on his chin fall on the table. He let his head drop a little forward, seeing how sexy you were, biting his lips and giving you that look he had when he wanted to throw you on the bed and fuck you until neither of you had more strength.

The next two songs, you did the same. You danced sensuously to him as he wanted you more and more, which also attracted the attention of other men who were there. The next song had a more electronic beat, but that did not stop you from making Jungkook want to be alone with you at that moment. It was when he decided that he had stood too long, while the other men were looking at his girl, he stood up and walked towards you as you danced with your back to him. He held your waist and fit your hips, making you laugh when you felt he was hard.

“I thought you didn’t want to dance.” You said.

“And I still do not want to, but nothing prevents me from being here with you. These shits have to see that you have owner.” He said in your ear, "Just be careful not to rub me too hard. Or I drag you to my car and fuck you there.”

"That's not a bad idea." You say you rubbing your butt on his dick, making him moan and squeeze his fingers around your waist as a warning.

“Don’t play with me, baby, you know I get so fucking horny when you rub your ass on me. And you know when I go crazy, I don’t control myself.” You turned to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and running your fingernails around the back of his neck, causing him to tighten his lips and close his eyes.

"I love you, you know that?" You said and he opened his eyes, lowering his gaze to see you. You laid your head on his chest, and he hugged your waist, pulling you close as slow music began to play. You remembered the conversation you had at dawn with Hoseok. Maybe you should bring it up now, when the two of you were calm and together. “Hoseok told me about the work you're going to do.” You whispered, so no one else could hear. His shoulders tensed at the same moment and his hands tightened around your waist. He kept silent, lowering his face and snuggling in your hair. Seeing that he would not say anything, you continued. "I agreed to participate."

Jungkook lifted his head and pulled you away, frowning at you, analyzing you, his skepticism not letting him believe that you really intended to say that, but after a few seconds of looking into his eyes, he saw that you really spoke the truth and pulled you to him, so you could continue dancing.

"We'll talk about this later, baby." He whispered, laying your head on his chest, caressing your hair. You closed your eyes and snuggled into his chest, stroking his neck with your fingers.

She accepted, that means she's accepting me for real. He thought as he rocked the your body slowly to the sides as the music played. At least these people have good taste for some songs. How much longer does she want me to be among these people? He thought again, but then sighed and began to hum the music, just to see if time passed faster.

“I don't want to miss one smile, I don't want to miss one kiss, I just want to be with you, Right here with you, just like this, I just want to hold you close, Feel your heart, so close to mine, And just stay here in this moment, For all the rest of time...” You smiled with closed eyes as you heard him hum. You loved hearing him sing. Jungkook had a wonderful voice, was angelic. Listening to him singing always calmed you, relaxed you, made you feel in the clouds, in paradise. He was your paradise. He was your hell. He was the one who would save you and break you, but you honestly didn’t care, if he were with you, you could do everything, be everything, because he was your everything. “Don't want to close my eyes, I don't want to fall asleep, 'Cause I'd miss you baby, And I don't want to miss a thing, 'Cause even when I dream of you, The sweetest dream will never do, I'd still miss you baby, And I don't want to miss a thing...” His voice made all your problems, doubts and insecurities disappear. Moments like this showed you that you would pass over barriers, over fights and disagreements, over problems, because they had each other. You were so fucking in love with him that you were scared. You were afraid of what all this love could do to you, but you just could not think of living without it, so you were willing to do everything. For him.

A few minutes later, his caresses in your hair, ended up making you yawn against his chest.

"You're sleepy. We did not sleep last night." You nodded, rubbing your face against his chest. "Do you want to leave?"

"Yes, but I need to go to the bathroom first. Can you take me there?" He nodded, resting his hand on your back, leading you through the crowd to a door behind the makeshift stage. There you entered a hallway that had two doors, one for the men's room and the other to the ladies room. “I will not be long.” You said giving him a peck. You entered the bathroom, but as you approached the sinks, the floor was damp which caused the high heel to slip, and you fell on your butt to the floor, letting out a loud groan of pain.

Two seconds later Jungkook was inside.

"Baby, you all right?" He asked, helping you up.

"I slipped." You laughed in pain. "Oh, my ass hurts."

"Where?" He asked, groping your ass, making you slap him in his hand. “What? Massage helps.”

“Of course, and you did not feel any desire to take advantage of that to get my ass!” She said sarcastically, turning to the mirror as he laughed.

"I do not need to take advantage of these things. Your ass is mine and I'll get it when I want." He slapped your ass, making you scream.

“Jeon Jungkook!” She scolded him in the mirror and he laughed again, hugging you from behind. He pulled your hair to the side, uncovering the back of you neck and began to kiss it. His hands moved up and down your waist as he stared into the mirror, watching you close your eyes and bite your lips.

“I could eat you here and now, facing this mirror, just to see your eyes turn when I made you cum on that high heel.” He slipped his hand under your dress, stroking it over your panties, putting pressure on the fingers. Jeon laughed as he heard your loud moan echo through the bathroom. “Careful, my dear, or everyone will find out the little slut you are.” He whispered in your ear, making you curl in his hand as you brushed against the volume on Jungkook’s pants. “I should have known you'd like that, after all you love to moan loudly when you're being fucked. Would you like to baby, to make your relatives hear you being fucked from behind by my dick?” You just shook your head, nodding, groaning again. Your fingers tightened on the edge of the sink as you felt the pleasure coming down your legs, making you tremble over the high heels.

"But what the fuck is going on here?" Your father's voice caught the attention of you, making Jungkook roll his eyes and take his hand off your panties. As you looked at the door, he was there, furious, and half drunk too. You felt your face turn red as Jeon leaned against the sink beside you, crossing his arms. “What are you doing here, you bastard?”

“What looks like I'm doing here?” He asked without moving or changing his expression that it was pure neutrality, as if Michael's existence did not make a difference to him. And it really did not make any difference. You threw a discredited look at him, making him blink shamelessly for you.

"Your mother is waiting for you." You snorted and so followed out of the bathroom, just like your boyfriend. As you left the hallway, you saw your mother next to your grandparents talking near the dance floor. “You will not believe where I found them both.” Your father shouted making not only your mother and grandparents, but everyone there look to him. “They were in the bathroom.”

“So? They can not go to the bathroom anymore?” Your grandmother asked, making you laugh.

"Yes, but not in the same bathroom, they were about to have sex"

"You and Mom should do that too, you know, to see if you stop picking on my foot for no reason.” You turned to him and spoke irritably, making your father's eyes widen in surprise and his face red with anger.

"Watch your mouth, (YN)." He muttered, taking a step toward you, making Jungkook automatically enter into defense mode, and take a step to your side, sticking to you, getting between you and your father. “We're still your parents and you owe us respect.”

“They're teenagers, Michael. This is normal. In your time, you and my daughter did this too, even though I did not want to.” Christine said.

"It was different, Christine.” He snapped.

“Actually, it was not. Leave the two alone, let them live.”

“She is my daughter, I do not need you to tell me how I should create her.”

“For God's sake, who gave him a drink?” You asked, rolling your eyes. "Let's go, Jungkook, I do not have the patience for this now..."

“You’re not going with him ... " Your father shouted, advancing on top of both of you, visibly altered, and in a rough motion tried to grab your wrist. At the same moment, Jeon's eyes darkened as he pulled you out of the way, behind him, and grabbed Michael's arm, pushing him away from you, positioning himself between you, like a barrier.

"Hey, watch out." Jungkook growled. "She's leaving."

“She's not going with you, she's my daughter ...” Michael took a step forward trying to intimidate the boy, but barely he knew the king of intimidation was Jungkook.

"She doesn’t want to stay." The boy took a step forward. He might be younger, but his presence there was certainly more threatening. Tight shoulders, stiff muscles, and clenched hands meant he was ready to fight if he had to, and you knew well the end of the fights Jungkook entered. Someone was going to stop at the hospital and it was not your boyfriend. "So she will not stay." He said stressing the no. The atmosphere was really tense there, the music had stopped and the people who had previously talked and whispered were now silent and quiet, just watching and waiting to know what would happen there. You held Jungkook's hand, after he and your father stared at each other for long seconds. You pulled him away. Jungkook took a few steps back, still staring at Michael, but then he turned and followed you toward the exit.

“Enjoy it, because we will not wait until graduation to send you to Australia.” Your father shouted angrily as the two walked toward the exit. “You're going to get on the line, (Y/N). You will have to end up with this marginal one way or another...”

"I'm not going to break up with him." You turned at once, releasing Jungkook's hand and screaming furiously, loud enough for your voice to echo all over the place. Your face was red and your breathing was heavy at a time because you had forced your lungs so hard with that scream. Everyone was scared, except Jungkook who had a gigantic and brazen smile on his face. Your parents were startled by your reaction, and they had nothing to do to react to it. "And I certainly will not go to Australia," You continued, but in a lower voice. “So I want you to think very well about what you are doing now, because the moment I step out of that house, I will not come back.” Then you turned and strode out of the room, followed by Jungkook, who put his arm over your shoulder, comforting you as you made your way to the car.

As you sat in the passenger seat, you burst into tears. Jungkook pulled the car out of the parking lot and started driving somewhere, sometimes he would hold the gait and sometimes he would massage your thigh, trying to give you some comfort, until he stopped the car in a street and pulled you into his lap, hugging you.

“I'm so tired of it. I just wanted them to take it and stop it, I do not want to spend the rest of my life fighting with them.”

“"They'll have to accept it one way or another, baby. Calm down." He said, wiping away the tears that fell from his eyes. How could someone with sociopathy be that way, so loving and caring?

"I don’t want to calm down, I want ... I want ..." You paused, taking a deep breath, leaving Jeon curious about what you would say. You turned to him, watching him frown, hoping you'd finish what you were going to say. “I want to move in with you. I do not wanna wait another day. I need to show them that I'll be fine with you ...” And stopped talking as soon as you saw that he had no reaction other than to stare at you. "I mean ... If I can go live with you ... I… can I?"

He snorted with a laugh afterwards.

"Is this the stupid question-and-answer weekend? But of course, you can (Y/N). I just want to make sure you're making the right decision. I don’t want you to make that decision hot head and tomorrow tell me you don’t want to be with me anymore.”

"That will not happen, that's what I want." You said, and again there was no hesitation in your words or look. Jungkook nodded, then smiled, stroking your cheek.

"So that's what we'll do."

"Can we get my things now?" He nodded, turning the key in the ignition, making the engine snore.

“What are you doing?” Your mother asked as soon as she got to your room and saw you putting clothes into a suitcase. Looking up at her, she was wide-eyed, staring at her suitcase on the bed, almost stuffed with her clothes. “Are you leaving home?”

"Yes," you said simply as you continued to organize your clothes.

"Honey, please, think about what you're doing ..."

"I thought, Mother. I honestly thought.” You turned to her that was almost in shock. “I've thought a lot about everything, and that's what I want. It may seem like I'm being reckless and maybe I am, but you once told me to always do what I think is right for me, and that’s what I think is right for me. I love him.”

“You're young, (Y/N). You have years to go, you will meet many men in college, eventually you will fall in love with another and you will see that what you feel for him is nothing more than an attraction. And then you will not want to have to deal with it up front ...”

“Jess told me something like that, but just as you may think it's just an attraction, I can be sure it's love, Mom, and I'll never be able to love anyone as I love him.”

“You're 17, (Y/N). A month ago you could not even decide if you wanted to do Physics or History in college, so how can you be so sure that you love him so much?”

“Because of this, Mom!” You said pointing around. "I would not do all this if I was not sure what I want and I ... I would not be with him if I did not really love him.” You spoke thinking about what you had found out about him. If I am still with him, even after knowing that, or I have no love for my life, or I am hopelessly in love with him. Or both ... She thought. “I know you want to protect me, I know you love me and only want the best for me, but I do not think there is anyone in the world who go treat me as well as he treats me. So I do not mind not having perks, or study at a college public. I feel that as long as he's with me, everything will be fine and I'll be happy.”

“Honey...”

"What the fuck is going on here?" Your father yelled as soon as he entered the room and saw the clothes in your suitcase. He was furious. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

“Dad...”

“Put those clothes back in the closet now, (Y/N). I’ve had enough, you've gone too far because of this junkie, and I will not let you destroy the future that me and your mother planned for you, just because of a crush on a pothead.” He shouted without letting you speak.

"I'm not putting the clothes back on." You said closing the suitcase.

"You do not choose what you do.” He exploded punching the door, causing you and your mother to jump. "You're a minor, and do as I say. End.”

You took a deep breath and took the bag on the bed.

“Goodbye." You said walking toward the door, but as soon as you went past your father, he grabbed your wrist, pulling brutishly and slapped you in the face, making you scream with fright and pain, and fall into the ground because of the force.

"Michael!" Your mother shouted in rebuke, kneeling beside you who had your hand on your face, over which burned. The surprise was stronger than the pain, so you looked at your father with wide eyes, disbelieving that it had happened. You could hear loud stepped on the stairs coming and approaching the hall .. Once Jungkook stopped at the door and laid eyes on you that was on the floor with your hand covering your cheek, his body was filled with rage and his eyes darkened, and the sadistic look took over his face.

“Did you slap her? Are you fucking crazy?”  He yelled moving up from his father and pushing hard behind, making him stagger and almost fall. "What do you think gives you the right to hurt her?" He shouted, clutching at Michael's shirt and pulling him close, making him look at his empty black eyes.

“She is my daughter.” Your father said pushing Jeon away.

"That does not give you the fucking right to hurt her."  He shouted angrily, striking a blow against Michael's jaw that staggered back.

"Jungkook, I'm fine." You said getting up and grabbing her boyfriend's arm, trying to calm him down. But as soon as he turned and saw the blood flowing from the cut of your cheek, staining your skin, the rage inside his body began to bubble and he threatened to move forward again against the man, but you held him tightly. “Please, Jungkook.” You whimpered, not from the pain of the slap, not from your father hitting you, but from knowing what Jungkook could do if you let him do it. You loved him, and you would trust your life to him, but the dark part of his life scared you. “Please, let's go.” You begged, coming in front of him and laying his hands on his chest, so that he would stop trying to move forward.

He then turned, grabbing your wrist, picking up the suitcase on the floor and leading them out of the room. Down the stairs quickly, up to the Dodge.

You cried silently, making no noise, just letting the tears fall from your eyes. You got into the car and curled up on the bank, and so Jungkook accelerated, going far away. A new life began here, at least that's what you thought. You were 17 and you had just left your parents' house. Even if you were going to live with your boyfriend and your best friend, it would still be an adventure for you. You would miss your parents, that was obvious, but it was better this way.

“She's awake?” Hoseok asked as soon as Jungkook appeared in the kitchen. It was almost nine in the morning and he had decided you would not have to go to school that day. What you needed least at the moment was those stupid students at that school.

"No, I turned off the alarm, she needs to rest. And anyway, she's already passed the final exams, no need to frequent that crap anymore.” He was still annoyed at what had happened last night. "I can’t believe that son of a bitch dared to hit her."

“What did you do?” The other boy asked as he sipped his beer, sitting in a chair with his feet on the kitchen table.

“I punched him, but only because she was there. On the contrary, I would have made him choke on his own hand. But I can not do these things, not in front of her, at least.”

“Would you do that to her father?” Hoseok asked, frowning at the coldness of his friend, who shot him a deadly look, showing that he was really serious about what he would have done if you had not been there. Hoseok knew Jungkook well and was well aware of what he could do when he was out of control, overcome by anger, but still surprised by his friend's coldness. Not that it was different with him, Hoseok also had his side taken by the darkness, he was just better at hiding it than his friend. And that's exactly why the two ended up becoming such mates. “That's what I thought.”  He laughed.

“What part of 'I would do anything for her', you still do not understand Hoseok? What did I do with David yesterday was not enough to understand that I'm going to end up with anyone who gets in our way or threatens her security? I do not care if it's her father, mother, her friends, I'm going to torture and possibly kill anyone who dares to raise a finger against her.”

Hoseok just nodded his head in understanding. He was not going to discuss it with him, and honestly he was not interested in any discussion right now.

"The rumors of what you've done to David are already rolling all over the dark part of town, no one who is sane will dare to do anything against her. Do not worry bro.”

"I'm not worried." Jeon laughed derisively. "She told me that you told her about the job."

“She's happy to help.”

"What did you tell her, Hoseok? I do not think you told the truth. Or she'd be freaked out.”

“I didn't say anything about what we're going to do. I just said she's going to be our chauffeur. I didn't tell her about the guns or the plans. And I've already talked to the guys and made it clear that she doesn't know about the violence, just about the drugs.” He said he was taking another sip of his beer. “And I told her about the Sociopathy.”

“Well, if she's still with me, that means it doesn't really matter to her.”

“But you know, she's smart, she's going to find out you're very good at taking answers from others using a crowbar. And that you’s in charge of killing anyone who gets in the way of Century.”

“Yes, but until then we'll be married and she will not be able to get away from me.”

"Is the meeting still up tonight?"

“Yeah, tell them I'm going to take Kate, tell them to be discreet, I do not want to have to scold at any of them if they let anything slip out of those mouths.”

“All right”

“Jungkook.” Your voice called from the top of the stairs. They heard your footsteps and soon after you were entering the kitchen, wearing only a tank top and your panties. Puffy eyes and messy hair. You jumped to see Hoseok there, but returned the smile he gave you. Your cheeks flushed as you realized that you were not wearing shorts, so you glanced at Jungkook, apologizing to him silently for being that way in front of his friend. “I’m sorry…”

“It's okay, I know you had no intention, I trust you and I trust Hoseok.” With trust, he meant that he knew well that Hoseok would not even dream of having malicious thoughts of you, or Jungkook would rip his head off, literally.

“Why did not you wake me up? We had class.”

“I'm giving you the day off today.” He said pulling her close and giving him a kiss on the forehead. "What do you want for breakfast? You can ask for anything you want.”

"You don’t have to pamper me, I'm fine.”  She said giving him a smile. “I just need to get used to it. Can I put my clothes in the closet?”

“Of course yes. Do not you want to take a shower first?” He asked as he followed you out of the kitchen. Hoseok shook his head and took another sip of his beer.

"But she's hot!" He said softly, laughing shortly after.

Jeon parked the car in front of the house where you would meet the rest of your partners. It was a house in a secluded place, where each house was every 20 meters away from each other, and that house was twice the size of Jungkook's house, it should be because four people lived there. As soon as you left the car, you followed your boyfriend to the porch of the house, where he did not even ring the doorbell, but opened the door and entered.

The entrance hall was large. In front of the door was a staircase that led to the second floor. On the left side there was a door, on the right side another, and beside the stairs, there was another, both closed.

"Where did they get in?" Jungkook asked as he headed for the stairs. "Where are you, motherfuckers?" He shouted at the foot of the stairs, and the door on the left side opened. From there came a tall man, as tall as Jungkook, he had black hair and wore an apron around his neck. His eyes were wide and he carried a wooden spoon in his hand.

"Why are you yelling, brat?" That man said snorting shortly after. "You chose a bad boyfriend, my brother has no manners.” He said looking at you who opened your mouth in surprise. Were they brothers? Jungkook had never said that he had brothers.

"I'm good in bed, that's why we're together." Jungkook laughed, returning to his side as the boy approached you.

“He's an ogre.” The man said. “I 'm Seokjin. But everyone here calls me Jin. I'm the brother of this brat. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”

"I say the same, but I did not even know of your existence, why did you never tell me you had a brother?" She asked turning to Jungkook and slapping his arm.

"It was not important." He shrugged, causing you to narrow your eyes at him. “Where are the others?”

"They're upstairs, Hoseok came in early and told that you would come and bring your girlfriend, so since no woman comes here other than prostitutes and Taehyung's mother, they've decided to try to make a good impression.”

"Not even gold-plated would they make a good impression." Jungkook laughed sarcastically.

"I'm finishing dinner, if you want to go upstairs, I'll call you when it's ready."

"You don’t want help?" You asked him and he smiled at you

“No, I'm almost finished. Make yourself at home, this house is now yours too.” And so he turned his back from where it came from, which should now be the kitchen.

“What did he mean with this?” You asked Jungkook.

"He meant you're family."

“Oh, you're home.” A voice came from the stairs, as he looked, a blond-haired boy was coming down, and as he looked at you, he smiled and ran toward you. "Are you my new sister? Wah, you're beautiful.” And so he hugged you tightly. "Come on, Namjoon wants to meet you.” He started to pull her up the stairs.

“Hey, the girl is mine, Taehyung.” Jungkook yelled after you as you ran to a door at the end of the hall. As soon as Taehyung opened the door and pulled you inside, you widened your eyes at the scene you were witnessing. Yoongi was sitting in an armchair, was actually lying down, with a cell phone in his hand, wearing only pants, leaving his abdomen to show. Another boy, Namjoon, was just the same, standing in front of the mirror, making poses that exposed his muscles, with nothing covering his defined abdomen. But what shocked you most was to see Hoseok standing in front of a closet wearing only a pair of black underwear. You had to admit, his back was beautiful. The two boys froze and widened their eyes as soon as they saw you next to Taehyung, but Jung just continued what he was doing without realizing that you was there.

“What do you think? Should I wear a different color today or continue with black?” Hoseok asked turning to his friends while holding a white T-shirt in his hands, but as soon as his eyes hit the you, he dropped it on the ground, widening his eyes.

“But what the fuck ...?” Jungkook said as he entered the room behind the girl. "Have they started like this?"

"She's your girlfriend, Jungkook. It is like a man for us.” Namjoon said walking to the bed and grabbing a black shirt.

“Not for me.” Taehyung said causing everyone to look at him as he pulled you into a hug. "She's my little sister now.” So cute.

“I'm Namjoon.” The boy who was looking in the mirror, the taller, said. “Welcome to the family.”

"Thank you ... And ah, Hoseok, why do not you wear black pants and a white blouse? It will be beautiful.” You smiled at him and smiled back. "You should walk around the house like this, I would love it.” You said to Jungkook who laughed as he pulled you out of the room.

"Just tell me you want me to walk naked so you can fall on your knees whenever you want." He said slapping you on the butt as you headed toward the stairs.

After dinner, they gathered in a room for the boys to go over their plans. They tried to keep as much of the plan as possible out of your mind, all you needed to know was that you would drive to them. Wait for them a few meters ahead of the place and as soon as they left, you would turn on the engine and get them out of there as if you had been running from the police. They would go for a party to have an alibi if someone were able to find out what they did. You was quiet, just heard and started an internal war wondering if you really would do that. Jungkook noticed that you was silent and as soon as you left the house and got in the car to leave, before turning on the engine, he turned to you and asked if everything was okay.

"I don’t know, I'm just trying to understand how you guys say this is not a robbery, even though it's a robbery."   "It's not a robbery, (Y/N). That merchandise is ours, they have not paid so we have the right to take it back.”

“So why do you need me for a "possible escape"?”

“Because we need it, honey. But I swear, it's not a robbery.” He said holding her face, making her look at him. “Do not trust me?”

“With my life.”

“What the..." You practically threw yourself against the window glass as you saw where Jungkook was leading you after so much suspense along the way. It was an open area, a few miles from the entrance to the city. It was lit with lights on the floor and car headlights. You stared at the girls in shorts who danced the various songs with explicit content, the neon cars, the variety of vehicles and the amount of people who were there, one Thursday night. Jungkook thought it would be good for you to go to a rift to understand that they would need you to run like that in the next day, as if you were on a run. The boys were in the back car with Hoseok, bored, already used to it. Meanwhile, you just watched the whole mess thinking what the fuck they were doing there.

Jungkook parked the car followed by Hoseok and everyone looked at them. They were very well known there, Hoseok loved to run and the boys were always with him in the car. Jeon motioned for you to follow him as he got out of the car, and even hesitantly you did. You got out of the car and went to him who smiled and grabbed your hand. The people there seemed to be from all the tribes, not just people from your boyfriend's gang, and even though you knew nothing would happen to you while you was with him, you still felt insecure despite feeling an adrenaline pang in your body for being there, in a place where illegal activity would happen.

As soon as they had gathered together, all those who were there laid eyes on them, but especially on you. There they had heard of Jungkook's famous girl, but they had never seen her. And all that attention, made your cheeks burn and you grabbed Jungkook’s arm who raised an eyebrow at you and then looked sideways, seeing people staring. A lot of girls started whispering about you, while some guys dared to look you up and down, but as soon as one of the boys or Jungkook looked at them with bad expressions, they looked away and bowed their heads

They began to walk toward a mounted tent, which was probably the reception. They stopped when a group of men, 5, stopped on their fronts facing everyone. They were the Wolves, a rival gang with less success content than the Century.

“Hey, Century!” One of them said laughing and stepping forward, making Jungkook roll his eyes and stare at him with complete disinterest. That was Evans, technically the leader of that group. "I did not think you were coming here today..." Jeon ignored him and walked again, the boys doing the same, pushing the men in front of them away, clearing the way.

“How hot huh ..." One of them said turning to the you who looked at him in disgust. That comment hit your boyfriend's nerve completely, making him let go of your hand, and shove you to the side of Taehyung who hugged you by the shoulders and began to pull you away from there in order to distract you while his friends dealt with the situation. Jungkook turned around inches from the face of the man who had spoken. Everyone around stopped what they were doing to look at the situation as Jeon's friends stood threateningly in a line behind the leader.

“You have something to talk about my girl?” He asked, staring at the man in the eye. This was always his first weapon, the darkness that intimidated all who dared to defy him.

“Maybe ..." He opened his mouth beginning to speak, but then he saw the boys behind Jungkook's arms, each one pulling a gleaming silver knife out of the inside pocket of his jackets.

“Hey, we do not need that.” Evans entered between Jungkook and the other boy, placing a hand on each other's chest, separating them. While the boy was behind, Jeon did not leave the place and just lowered his eyes a little, looking at the hand that was on his chest and then returned to look at Evans with a frown and eyes slightly wide, in a silent warning so that he would withdraw and take his hands off him. “He's new, does not know the rules yet.” Evans said walking away, taking his hand from Jeon's chest that laughed sarcastically as his friends kept their knives. "Peter!" He called out to the man who had almost got into a fight with Jungkook within seconds. – “You remember what I told you about that guy David, who was beaten almost to death for having gotten in where he should not?”

“Yes, why?”

"It was Mr. Jeon here, who did it." Evans said pointing to Jungkook, who was looking at the boy with a satisfied smile on his face as he watched his eyes widen and the color of his face disappear. "David hit upon the girl of the leader of the Century. So I think you better apologize to him before you end up like that guy.”

“I'm sorry, I did not know ...”

“That's pathetic." Hoseok said now at Jungkook's side, arms folded looking with disgust at the five men in front of him who now looked like frightened puppies. “Now I understand why you are a gang of shit. Apologizing, afraid of torture and death. Go back to Mommy, you cry baby. This is no place for fearful children.” Jeon laughed and turned away, walking away from the group after they managed to take the rest of dignity that the Wolves had.

You were with Taehyung, he had taken you to a part of the land where the cars were available for the race that the event organizer himself lent to the newcomers who wanted to run, but who did not have a car of their own. Roger Sykes was the man's name behind all that. He was a bored 25 year old boy who had inherited millions of his parents and who was a partner of several companies in the country, which gave him time and money to do whatever he wanted. Those rallies happened every month, as he owned that large 10-block-wide area, the run around that perimeter was free, but most runners liked to venture down the highway, and as soon as they left that property, they were on their own and risk, and if they were caught by the police, would have to pay the seized car to him. He was a close friend and client of the Jungkook gang, so they had a free pass there to do whatever they wanted.

“I can’t believe." You exclaimed loudly as you set your eyes on a white car that was facing them, between a red-wine Ford Mustang and a lemon-green Aston Martin. Taehyung frowned at her enthusiasm and looked where she was going. The girl approached the car by the side of the door and glanced inside the vehicle, marveling at what she was seeing. “Oh my God! I can not believe what my eyes are seeing right now." You said putting your hands in your mouth, your eyes filling with water. Taehyung's eyes widened and he walked toward you, not understanding what made your eyes tear.

“Are you crying?” He asked grabbing your wrists and removing your hands from your face, seeing the tip of your nose reddening.

“Why is she crying?” Jungkook's voice frightened the boy who jumped and turned to his friend, wide-eyed, unsure how to explain the situation.

“Do you have any idea which car this is?” She asked, passing by Taehyung approaching Jungkook, who raised his eyebrows and glanced at the car she was pointing at.

“Yes, it's a Nissan Skyline ...”

"It's not just a Nissan Skyline, Jungkook.” You said scowling, as he'd offended her with that remark. Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what you were talking about. “This is a GT-R R Tune. It is one of only 30 units produced by Nissan. It is a more powerful version of the Nür Nismo V Spec II. With 2.6 cylinder engine, bi-turbo, 24-valve dual-valve engine capable of generating 456 horsepower. This car is my childhood dream.” You said making the boys look at you, blinking, frowning, with open mouths putting their neurons to their fullest, almost fuming out of their heads trying to understand how you knew all this.

“How do you know all this?” Namjoon asked looking horrified. You just shrugged and looked back into the car.

“I memorized. The last time I saw one of these was in the ad of an online dealership that was selling it for almost four hundred thousand dollars. This car is a work of art, it should be in a museum, not here.”

"Do you like cars then?" A voice you did not know spoke, making you jump and look behind the boys, seeing a man in wide pants, Nike sneakers, and a blue blouse coming up. "Jungkook, you chose a smart girlfriend." He said as he greeted the boys.

“But of course I do.” Jeon boasted, pulling you by the hand and hugging you by the shoulders.

“Actually I do not know much about cars, only about that in specific.” You smiled.

"If you liked it so much, why do not you use him at the next race?" He asked you. who  blink a few times and nod your head.

“Oh no, I could not, I've never run in those places and I do not have a driver's license ...”

“No problem. You're with Century, so you have a free pass here.” He said, and that for some reason ignited a spark of doubt in your body, really wanting to accept that offer. “Boys, why do not you take her to the Starting Line and show her a little more of the place so she can make a decision on my proposal while I talk to Jeon and Jung?” The three boys looked at Jungkook and received a confirmation wave from him. Soon after they were pulling you with them, asking you questions about what were the other things about you that they did not know.

“Any problem?”

"Not exactly, but I did not want to speak in front of her, for I do not know how far she knows about you.”

"Almost everything except blood."

"You're a gang. What does she think you do?”

“She knows about drugs, but she does not know how we deal with traitors and targets.” Jeon said. "She does not know the people I killed. One day I'll explain and she'll understand. But for now she stays out of that part of the business.”

"And you do not think it dangerous? Do not you think she could end up betraying your trust?”

"Dangerous is someone telling her what they do not know.” Jungkook growled and stared at him with dark eyes making Roger swallow.

"What did you want to tell us?" Hoseok asked leaning against one of the cars, trying to change the subject.

“I talked to my contacts at Shawn's club! They will let the way clear for you to enter, but if there is confrontation in there, they will have no choice but to fight you.”

“Do not do anything? This means that you do not want to have confrontation?” Roger asked, frowning, the boy just nodded. “Since when you do not like to see blood rolling Jungkook?”

“(Y/N)'s going to be with us. She's going to be the driver. I want to show her what we do, but it has to be slow, she'll freak out if she sees me covered in blood and guts.”

“So because of a woman's skirt you will fail to do the job?”

“Worry about your part of the agreement Roger, that I care about mine. I never fail. And do not refer to (Y/N) that way, unless you want to be a part of the job as well.”

“Okay, I'm sorry ... " The man said raising his hands in surrender, but then frowned. “But wait, she did not say it has no license?”

"I taught her everything I know, she'll handle it.”

"With all due respect, Jeon, but should not Hoseok be teaching her? After all, he's the driver every time."

"That's why we're here today." Hoseok said. "She has to feel a little adrenaline first”

You were standing next to the boys, looking at the three cars standing at the starting line.

"Have you ever done anything like that?"  Yoou asked Namjoon that was closer.

"Run in a race or drive like crazy?"

“Both.”

"Well, we tend to drive fast on the streets, but Hoseok and Jungkook are the only ones who've ever raced. Hoseok is the most involved in things like that, he's the best driver we know, he can drive well even by not looking at the streets.”

“So should not he be driving you on Friday?” You asked confused. Namjoon stared at you for a few seconds, wondering what to answer. He could not just say ‘Hoseok is a great shooter and we also need him if we have to tear someone's brains.’

"Yes, but you are a Century now. You have to get used to our life, to the life of Jungkook if you really want things between you to work out.

"What do you mean?" You asked, frowning. "Why would things between us not work out? What do I have to get used to?”

"Do not worry about it now, okay? You'll understand over time." He smiled at you, patting your shoulder. You bit your lip, but decided to trust your friend and smiled shortly afterwards, nodding his head and looking back down the lane.

It was when the fourth car lined the track, making you breathe so deep that your lungs nearly exploded as you hold your breath at the sound of the engine of the white Skyline in front of you. To surprise you even more, Jungkook was the one driving him. He grinned at you before getting out of the car and keeping the door open, beckoning you to come in.

“Miss!”

"Jungkook, what do you ...?" You started to speak but could not finish the sentence.

"I'm just making sure my girl drives the car of her dreams.”

"I do not ... I can not do that. I never ran and I certainly can not drive this car ... It is a precious, I would not forgive myself if I beat it or ruined it, not to mention that i would not have the money either to pay and ...”

“(Y/N)!’ Hoseok's voice caught your attention, making you look sideways for him, but realizing that he was not around, you ducked a little and looked into the car, seeing him sitting inside on the bench. looking at you with a frown. “Come on in, the race will start.”

“What?”

"Hoseok is one of the best runners here, he's never missed a race. He will help you during the journey.” Jungkook said holding out his hand to her that held it and approached him. “It will be all right, do not worry and have fun.”

You bit your lip before giving him a quick kiss and finally getting in the car, feeling the hairs on your body shiver as you feel the atmosphere inside the vehicle. You gripped the wheel, feeling as if an electric current passed through your body, releasing a grin and laughing as Jungkook leaned in the window, enjoying the smile of the girl he loved. You took a deep breath and shook you head, nodding.

"Alright, let's do this." You said turning to Hoseok who smiled at you and pulled on his seat belt.

"Show 'em who's our girl." Taehyung shouted with his hands up behind Jungkook, making you laugh, and making Jeon stand up and turn to him with his eyebrows raised, not believing what he had just heard. “What?”

“All right, this is it. The path is two kilometers. At the end of those two kilometers, you will have a barrel signaling, the first car to go there and back to the finish line, is the winner. The race lasts only a few minutes, so no need to worry. Treat the car as you would treat your pet he will treat you as the owner of it.” Hoseok said making you shake your head in confusion.

“What does that mean?”

“I have no idea.”

You both laughed and so a girl in mini shorts and a mini top passed in front of the cars, getting between the second and third vehicle, a sign that the race would start in seconds. You took another deep breath, squeezing your hands on the steering wheel, already feeling the adrenaline begin to take over your body as you listened to the beating of your heart as if it were in your head and not in your chest.

"Keep calm." Hoseok said taking your right hand and setting it on the gait. "Do you know how to tear up?"

“Yes, clutch, first gear, release the clutch, accelerate.” You said exactly the same words Jeon had used to teach you to drive. Hoseok nodded and you both paid attention to the girl who was about to start.

“Just do as I say, and we will win, little one.” He said hitting a High Five with you.

You saw the girl raise her arms with the flags in hand, so you heard the roar of the engines of the rival cars, demonstrating that they were determined to win that race. you knew you would not win, but you was willing to try. Then as soon as the girl waved the flag, you stepped on the accelerator and the two were thrown into the seat by the force of the starter and now they were running.

You laughed when you realized that the air had been pulled out of your body and your body shivered again with the adrenaline and euphoria through your veins.

“Switch to second.” Hoseok ordered and so she did. You were in first place, followed by a Chevrolet, a Challenger and a Dodge. By an oversight of yours, the Chevrolet teamed with them. The driver threw the car into yours, making you scream in shock, but Hoseok grabbed your hand on the steering wheel, not letting the car out of the lane. “Third.” He said, and so you shifted to the third gear, slamming your foot on the gas. That car was too fast, faster than the others, and even if you was not experienced, with Hoseok on your side, telling you what to do, it would give you a great chance to win the race. But you were worrying more about having fun than winning. “Don’t let Mustang overtake you.” He said seeing that the car tried to play to the right to surpass them, but you managed to block it. Two kilometers was a small distance to that speed, so soon you were already seeing the barrel.

“Okay, now I need you to trust me.” Jung said as he watched Kate block the mustang trying to overtake them once more.

“It's all right. I trust.“ You said without even hesitating. He smiled involuntarily at the quick response. Hoseok put his hand over the handbrake and held it.

“Switch to fifth gear.” He said it and so you did, not taking your eyes off the street. "When I tell you, you're going to switch to the third gear and turn the steering wheel all the way to your right without taking your foot off the accelerator.”

“What?” You shouted wide-eyed. "We're at two hundred an hour, if I do that, we'll roll over."

“You said you trusted me ... NOW.” He screamed and you did not have time to regret your actions when you obeyed, shifting the gear, stepping on the accelerator and turning the steering wheel at once, listening to the tires ripping the ground as the rear wheels skidded, leaving the right mark of the 180's spin on the ground, and as they stood facing the way back, Hoseok released the parking brake and the girl fixed the steering wheel and the two were thrown back with the starter as they made their way to the finish line. It was not long before you and Hoseok made it to their arrival. The Century was in front of the people and as soon as they saw the Nissan approaching, they began to shout excitedly, seeing that you had managed to win the race.

“See, you sons of bitches? Our newest member is badass like us.” Yoongi shouted sending the middle finger to who was cheering for the other cars.

You looked at Hoseok by your side and giggled patting his arm, not believing what you had done. The two left the car laughing, being greeted by your friends who even picked you up and threw you up, making you scream. When Jungkook stopped in front of you, you kissed him, the adrenaline still taking over your body, the ecstasy, you wanted more, but you wanted Jungkook at that moment, then unconsciously you took one of your hands over the boy's jeans and squeezed his cock making him to laugh in the middle of the kiss.

Before he could say anything, they heard the clatter of tires singing and looking out from where the noise came, saw the Mustang driver coming up to them looking very angry.

"It was cheating, that bitc..." And before he could take another step or continue to speak, Hoseok, who was now behind you, moved toward him, punching him in the chest, another on the chin, and one in the throat, making the man fall to the ground in agony in search of air. It was something so fast that he did not even realize what had happened and was already down.

“Learn to lose your sucker”. Hoseok said as he spit at his feet, listening to people shout in excitement. You then, without waiting, reached into his pocket, grabbing the Dodge key and then grabbing his hand.

“We're going, boys." You yelled at the boys as you pulled Jungkook quickly toward the parking lot.

“Did something happen?” Jeon asked confused as soon as you got in the car and you turned the key in the ignition, reversing and taking the car to the exit of the property, entering the highway, accelerating as if your lives depended on it.

“Yes, it happened.” You said stopping the car once on the side of the road, not far from the city entrance. So you turned off the engine and turned to Jeon as you kicked yours sneakers out of your feet and unbuttoned your own pants. “I’m so fucking horny” You said, causing the boy to laugh and start opening his pants, then pulling it down, stopping them on his knees. He gripped his hard cock and massaged it as he saw you lean your right knee on the bench, pulling the pants off with your panties.

“Looks like somebody's desperate for my dick.” He sneered as the girl climbed on top of him. “You sure you are wet ... Damn.” He groaned as you sat on his lap at once, putting his whole cock inside you.

“I'm always wet for you... It feels so good to have your dick in my pussy, baby.” You moaned as you began to rise and fall on his lap, making him throw his head back and squeeze his eyes as he feels you so wet and tight around his cock. He placed one hand on your hip, the other between the two of you, his fingers trailing up to your clit massaging, watching you roll your eyes and moan his name.

“You're always thinking about my dick, are not you, baby? Always wanting to put it inside you. You always want me to fuck you, right, baby?”

“ Yes, oh fuck Jungkook”

“Do you want me to stretch this little pussy, baby? Do you want me to break you fucking cunt, and make you screm with pleasure while you cum all over my cock?” He said between his teeth, beginning to move his hips toward yours as he brushed your clit, making you grab his shoulders and moan loudly, wanting more. “Do you want this fat big cock deep inside your little tight cunt?”

“Yes baby, please...please”

“Good whore...” He grabbed your hips and helped you move, moving against you, going deep, hard and fast, as he was used to doing, as you liked him to do. You were so excited that you weren’t surprised when you felt the orgasm of hitting, moaning loudly his name.

“Oh god Jungkook”

He kept stocking up, letting out a hoarse groan as he jumped inside her.

“Oh baby ...I'll put you to race more often.” He said and they both laughed, hugging each other.

“I would like that, but next time, you come with me”

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