Jungkook Prettiest In The Whole World

jungkook prettiest in the whole world

pls the way i'm screaming over them they are so in love ..the future angst i'm so not ready.... it's gonna be heartbreaking 😭 can't wait!! i think about alk on the daily so so good 🥺

( 08. ) A LOVER’S KISS.

a friends with benefits relationship never ends on a good note. unless, both parties are not dumb fucks who find themselves falling for each other along the way of their agreement, of course.

and in yours and jeongguk’s case, you should have known better than to think the two of you would be an exception to the so-called curse of being friends with benefits with someone you already hold dear to you, since not even five months since it was agreed upon—the line between being only friends and being a little like lovers only continue to get hazier and hazier.

━ jeongguk x reader ━ 3.5k words. ━ 18+ ━ smut | angst | fluff | friends with benefits au | idiots to lovers au | college au | yearning? pining? | ft. swimmer!jeongguk, editor-in-chief!reader (small appearances from swimmer!jimin & associate editor!taehyung) ━ warning/s: swearing | explicit sexual content | vulgar speech | has the feel of infidelity but,, it's not really infidelity since jk and soomi aren't exclusive | heavy petting | slight sub!jk | kinda exhibitionism?? but like only 5% | oral but not really too lmao

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EPISODE 08. the one with the end of an era !

you could tell that there was something wrong the minute you stepped inside the lecture hall yesterday morning, murmurs coming from the left side of the room particularly bothering you, most especially because it consisted of soomi and her closest friends doing those said things. it wasn’t like they were staring at you and obviously talking about you, however; they were just so fucking loud for people who were apparently trying to be quiet, and when you dared to glance at their direction after setting your things on your table, you saw soomi obviously devastated about something that you didn’t want to dwell on since you honestly didn’t care.

then oddly enough, this morning, she and her friends were still doing the exact same thing, only this time you were pretty sure that they were now staring and obviously talking about you, their heads turned to your direction while soomi was taking all of her liberty glaring at your face. you didn’t need to glance at her to be sure of that, so you spent the entire period and every class that you shared with her pretending that you didn’t notice it or at least wasn’t bothered by it—when deep down, hell fucking yes you were.

soomi’s been clinging onto you for the past couple of days, talking to you more when the professor still wasn’t around and blatantly sucking up all the information she could get about jeongguk during those excruciatingly long minutes. you always entertained them, of course, just to honestly get her off your back. it was already fucking torture enough to hear rumors about soomi and jeongguk circulating around the campus; already an absolute tearjerker like you said to yourself whenever you’d see some posts made by soomi about them on instagram and twitter. but the worst part of it all? it was exactly what you’d do whenever soomi tried to be close to you: acting fine and breezy and happy for them, not bitter nor angry nor fucking frustrated like what you truly felt.

when your last class was done, only having three courses scheduled for this day, you subtly waited and tested if soomi was going to approach you, perhaps speaking her mind to give you an insight about her odd behavior to you since earlier. from what you were positive of, she’s been insisting that the two of you were close friends now thanks to her dating jeongguk. she tried so hard to get along with you for the sake of maybe getting along with jeongguk more too—that you considered it strange now that she was seemingly repulsed by your existence, her eyes still sending daggers right your way as she left the lecture hall with her friends, avoiding you instead of reaching out to you like she’d always do.

you had the nerve to chuckle in amusement at her showcase of attitude, rolling your eyes and heading to the campus publication office to meet with haru who wanted to run over an article with you.

you were 99% sure now that it was about jeongguk thanks to what soomi just displayed right there. it has been four days since the both of you made up and this was only the second day you saw soomi after it happened. the day after he took care of you, you didn’t have any classes—even if you did, jeongguk kept telling you to skip them since your fever wasn’t going down as rapidly as you hoped—and then the day after that, that was when soomi was looking like the world was doing nothing but raining down shit on her. you had your suspicions that it was about the guy you both conveniently liked (sarcasm intended) since after jeongguk left you at your apartment, he stalled for a few seconds and disclosed something that admittedly made your heart skip a beat.

“i’m going to end it with soomi,” he said.

you folded your hands together, placing them on your lap as you reclined yourself on the bed. you made your face as casual as possible, but you knew jeongguk could notice that you were pleased. “oh?”

“you’re right. there’s no use in dragging this for so long when i don’t even find myself seriously liking her.” he chuckled.

“it’s only been a few days though,” you quietly reasoned, another lame attempt to hide your true feelings, “you sure you’re never going to like her?”

“i’m sure,” he answered without even contemplating it.

“why?”

jeongguk looked at you before standing up, giving your forehead one last touch to see if it wasn’t as hot as hours ago. “i just do. make sure to drink your medicine later, alright?”

you rolled your eyes at the smooth topic change but nodded.

now, it has indeed been four days. you didn’t really hold onto jeongguk’s statement on breaking it off with soomi because the more you thought about it, the more impatient you knew you were going to be. but with how today’s agenda seemed to be hating your guts according to soomi, you’re a bit positive that jeongguk finally done it. however, you didn’t want to act too cool or too happy for that matter. it wasn’t like just because he wasn’t going around and having dates with soomi—he was going to go back to you (or date you, specifically).

arriving at the office, you had to halt because of the sight of haru and jeongguk sitting on the couch, talking about a basketball game that was broadcasted yesterday, both of their heads spinning towards you in return. you smiled, a confused and amused smile at the same time, and carried on trudging inside, closing the door behind you.

“if you’re going to be here all the time, might as well be a member, guk,” you said jokingly, going to the main desk.

jeongguk grinned at you. “i could, but i’m afraid you’ll get tired of me by then. we can’t have that, can we?”

you sent him a look, alarmed for his rather flirtatious comment but haru didn’t seem to mind it, just walking towards you to go forth with what he wanted to discuss.

“how was your day, chief?” haru started as he pushed one of the swivel chairs closer to your desk.

you smiled at him. “great so far. you?”

“amazing now that—”

“i’m doing great too.” jeongguk piped in and you glanced at him, a chuckle inevitably escaping your mouth, haru’s too at the obvious intrusion done on purpose. “what? you guys are the only ones allowed to talk about their days?”

“don’t you have somewhere to be?” you asked him, your head tilting and tone teasing still.

“not really.”

“you don’t have training?” haru asked.

jeongguk shook his head. “not for this afternoon.”

“you have an upcoming tournament though,” you said.

“i do, but i don’t have training for this afternoon like i mentioned. actually, i only stopped by because i’ve been meaning to talk to you about something.”

“me?” you feigned naivety.

“yeah, just about some written stuff i’m going to work on for a class as usual.”

you raised your eyebrows. that statement of his was a statement you were very aware had a hidden meaning since it was what jeongguk always said whenever he wanted you and him to go someplace alone, but was in the presence of others who didn’t know about the both of you. and from how jeongguk was smirking at you while haru was opening his laptop to present you a word file, it was evident that he knew exactly what he was implicating.

so for the rest of the minutes that followed, with you and haru discussing something related about the next issue of the campus paper, and jeongguk playing a mobile game with his phone, you seriously couldn’t concentrate well, this irritating giddiness surging in every part of your body. your knee kept on bouncing, your heart kept on hammering, and your hands were clammy as fuck—not to mention your eyes that kept on also flickering to jeongguk’s way, jeongguk glancing back with a smile whenever you did.

at long last, haru finished talking to you after almost an hour and expressed his farewells quickly afterwards, saying that he still had a class for the afternoon until the evening that clearly needed attending. you nodded, patted his back, and watched as he slipped out of the office with a final wave to you and jeongguk, the latter standing up from the couch once your common close friend was away.

you narrowed your eyes to jeongguk as he approached you, perching himself on the desk while you leaned back on your seat. “do you seriously have something to tell me?” you started.

“do i?” there was a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“you just want to get in my pants, don’t you?”

jeongguk snorted. “you always think so lowly of me.”

“don’t you?”

“that’s not the point.”

you laughed, mouthing an ‘ahhh’ mockingly before going ahead and taking your planner back inside your bag. as you did that, jeongguk smiled again and cheekily pulled your swivel chair closer to him, perfectly situating you between his knees. you looked at him in disbelief, taking a cautious glance at the door and back at him.

“i ended it with soomi,” he said.

you had to control your features at the news. “really?”

“yep,” he placed his other leg underneath the chair, locking you in place in case you’d think of dragging yourself away, “and she was actually the one who dumped me.”

“what?”

“well, i still proposed the idea of just ending it—she wouldn’t accept it at first, and insisted that there might be something real between us. so, i felt really bad, agreed to go on a date with her one more time—” he saw you roll your eyes, scoffing too (you had a feeling jeongguk would do that; it might not be obvious to some but jeongguk really had a hard time saying no)— “just to see, you know? but then apparently her idea of proving our so-called connection was having sex with me.”

you scoffed again, enraged by the idea of them having sex and soomi thinking that was going to solve it. “and? did you sleep with her?”

“do you want me to be honest?”

“oh my god—”

“let me finish,” he cut you off immediately and you crossed your arms, “because i swear you’re going to be fucking flattered after i finish telling the story.”

“in what fucking way will i be flattered in a story that involves you and soomi having sex?”

“____, let me finish.”

“no, i don’t want to hear disgusting details about you and—”

“i said, let me—”

“no, no, no, i’m not listening, tell that story to anyone else, just not—”

“i said your name while she was sucking my dick.”

your next complaint gets stuck in your throat as you paused, blinking, and glaring at him in utter confusion. “what?”

“i said your name while—”

“i heard you—i mean, how—why—why the fuck would you—”

“oh, i don’t know, ____, maybe it’s because you’re the only person who’s been fucking doing it for the past months and it became a reflex at this point,” he mocked.

you laughed, but the second you did, you covered your mouth and pressed your lips together. “are you serious?”

“why would i lie about this?”

“to get on my good side.”

“i’d use other means to get on your good side. specifically means that doesn’t involve me looking like a pervert or some shit.”

“how did soomi react?”

“violently.” jeongguk shrugged. “she accused the two of us with a bunch of ridiculous things—like how we’ve been making her a fool and plotting everything to make fun of her or something. i had to clarify a bunch of times that what i did was only a mistake, saying that we talked earlier and your name just slipped out of my tongue without meaning to, because i was afraid she’d start attacking you too if i didn’t get that out there.”

“well, she did keep on looking like she wanted to kill me all day.”

“did she? i swear i already apologized like a hundred times last night.”

“you don’t get over things like that through apologies, guk. if i was sucking someone’s dick and heard a name other than mine, i’d be fucking pissed too.” you snorted.

“i honestly said your name without thinking.”

you leaned back again on your seat, staring up at him. “does that mean she was good? i mean, you were obviously meaning to moan during that time when you accidentally said my name.”

jeongguk raised an eyebrow. “i thought you didn’t want to know the details?”

“i’m curious about this one.”

he sighed, his gaze falling down where his legs were still keeping you hostage. “i’m a dude, ____. and it’s been considerably long since i had my dick wet.” he chuckled humorlessly.

“so, you liked it, is that what you mean to say?”

“no. it was different obviously—but she got me hard, i’m not going to lie to you.”

“you don’t need to explain. it was just one question.” you gently pushed his knees to propel yourself away from his makeshift cage, standing up and returning to your task earlier, which was shoving your things back inside your bag.

jeongguk looked at you. “should i have just told a little white lie about that?”

“no, guk, don’t be ridiculous.”

“but i’m getting a feeling that you’re mad at me.”

you glanced at him. “why would i be mad at you?”

“because she still got me hard?” he persisted.

“that’s stupid. it’s not like… it’s not like i should have any right to be mad, you know?”

“of course.” he frowned.

“and besides,” you said calmly, making sure you already zipped your bag close before abruptly going back to your spot earlier, your passive aggressiveness getting the best of you as jeongguk bore a surprised expression but didn’t dare question it, scared that you’d walk away, “how could i be mad when i still got you saying my name while being sucked by someone else?”

he inhaled sharply, a soft ‘oh?’ being let out at the sensation of your hand rubbing along the front of his pants.

you may have a competitive streak within you, you weren’t going to deny that. however, you weren’t just competitive about every other thing in the whole world—you only were with things you cared about, and obviously, hearing that soomi still got jeongguk hard frankly pissed you off despite the whole thought not being a big deal in the first place. it was no secret how men didn’t have any control sometimes on the instances they get hard or not, so you couldn’t blame jeongguk; you appreciated his honesty even, but that didn’t mean you were in any aspect pleased to hear it. you didn’t want to be possessive, or jealous, or whatever else you haven’t been good at being—truth be told—since the both of them began dating, yet that didn’t mean either that you didn’t want to finally act on it just this once.

“do you want me to stop?” you asked nonchalantly, pulling his zipper down to grab him through his boxers.

jeongguk glanced below and saw your fingers fondle with his clothed length. “never.”

you chuckled under your breath, continuing with your ministrations, his shaft definitely hardening at each of your strokes. it made you feel better about yourself, helped you forget about your admittedly bruised ego at his confession, especially when it hasn’t been that long since you’ve been touching him that precum was already leaking from his tip, a wet spot showing itself on his undergarment.

upon the sight, you took a quick glance again at the door and brought his dick out, the gesture possibly drawing out another inch from him as jeongguk bit his lip, entranced now at the way your small hand was gripping his growing cock, your palm toying with the head before you abruptly spat on your palm and brought it back against it, humming in satisfaction. he unconsciously leaned his head towards your shoulder, slow and shaky breaths being taken still, his own fingers gripping the edge of the table he was sitting on tightly.

“faster, baby,” he said with a grunt.

“you actually want to come here?” you smirked, giving into his request, jeongguk blowing a loud gust of air out.

he nodded. “it’s been too long.”

“why? haven’t you been touching yourself?”

“not the same,” he tried to conceal his moan with another grunt, “it’s better—always better when you do it.”

“is that why you said my name while soomi was sucking you, guk?” you asked, your hand squeezing him. “have you been touching yourself with the thought of me?”

“fuck, yes, babe—baby, i have. i fucking have.” jeongguk allowed himself to moan then, kissing your neck to try not to do it again, his little sounds of pleasure turning you on.

you smiled and jerked him hurriedly, not really planning to delay his orgasm for you were in a public setting after all. for all you know, someone could suddenly walk in and see you giving jeon jeongguk a handjob. you weren’t going to act chaste and say that the idea bothered you however; this whole thing you two were doing at the moment gave a certain thrill that you certainly liked to experience from time to time. if ever someone would really catch you giving jeongguk a handjob, it wasn’t just that that they were going to catch—they were also going to see jeongguk ceaselessly planting wet kisses on your throat, seemingly so lost in bliss, that you bet he wouldn’t even notice it if a person opens the door and gasps dramatically at what they were witnessing.

“gonna come—” he whispered in harsh breaths—“holy shit, gonna come, baby, gonna come, i’m gonna come—” he kept on repeating over and over again and with one last effort to possibly hide what just happened in this office, you hastily went down on your knees and let him blow his thick load inside your mouth, jeongguk groaning and holding the back of your head while you continuously moved your hand rapidly along his shaft, milking him, and gulping down his cum roughly.

you pulled away once he became soft, licking your lips and reaching out for your handkerchief laying on top of the table to remove the excess mess on your mouth. jeongguk was quick to haul his dick back inside his boxers too, realizing the risk of this situation, zipping his pants close while you searched for the mint tin inside your bag, popping a mint in and chewing, your eyes soon flickering to jeongguk who was grinning at you, appearing like a boy who just won the lottery.

“what?” you asked him, a smile conquering your features too, jeongguk pulling you towards him.

he chuckled, returning to his actions earlier, littering kisses on your neck. “let’s go to my place. i’ll return the favor.”

you bit your lip. there were a thousand reasons why you shouldn’t agree to his offer. for starters, it hasn’t even been 24 hours since jeongguk stopped dating soomi, and you shouldn’t have been so quick in jumping back in his arms the second he cut out all possible romantic relations with her. you were still hurt from everything that happened during this whole time of not knowing where you stand with jeongguk despite clearing it up with him the other day; in this month alone, you think you’ve gone through so much heartbreak than you have in your whole life, a claim that should have you saying no in going to his place to sleep with him again—but you already started it, haven’t you? you already made it seem like you were willing to put the past behind you and fuck with him again like nothing bad ever happened.

you were a goddamn stinking idiot. yet if being an idiot and a fucking fool was what it had to take to be with jeongguk, you were still an idiot to think that it was somehow worth it, too deep in what you felt for him that you couldn’t think of the consequences of your decisions or bring yourself to care.

“okay,” you said.

jeongguk leaned his head back, squinting his eyes at you in suspicion. “just okay? no playing hard to get?”

“it’d be pointless considering how i just swallowed your cum, guk,” you joked.

he grinned and kissed the corner of your mouth, awfully close to your lips, “alright, let’s get going then. wouldn’t want to keep you waiting.” he hopped off the table.

“are you sure i’m the only one anticipating it?”

jeongguk laughed, taking his backpack from the couch. he outstretched his hand as you slinged your bag over your shoulder—and you knew that even if you had to let it go once you pass through other people towards your way out of the campus, in order not to bring attention to yourselves or reveal your most precious secret, you still grasped it without hesitation, smiling.

fucking hell. this thing is going to bite you back in the ass again, isn’t it?

note. i have mixed feelings about the semi-smut we got in this chapter shdjhsdj,, on one hand i love it, on the other i feel like it’s so cringe and like,, doesnt make sense AHSJAJSDSHJDHSJ BUT I LOVE IT NONETHELESS SO I HOPE YALL ENJOYED THAT TOO? JDHSJD we are officially having our commercial break before the angst starts again folks,,

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cuddly taekook for anon ♡

he’s a beautiful art

this was so cute :((

Could you do one for Jungkook in which his s/o is finally back from the states from her ph.d program and they haven’t seen each other in 2 years bc of the pandemic? And the first thing he says to her is “move in with me”. Thank you in advance!

Sure thing! Let’s kick off Fluff Night correctly 🌸✨🌸✨🌸✨🌸✨

Jungkook x Reader (f)

Word Count: 632

Warnings: None

With You

You hum to yourself, eyes gazing out as you ride the elevator up. It had been so long since you were in Seoul, having spent a good portion of the last few years in North America to study for your PhD. It was worth it of course, but the pandemic hit hard and seeing your boyfriend was a no go.

You had just got in earlier today, choosing first to take all of your stuff back to your apartment. You decided to keep it early on, thinking that you would be able to come home and visit every once in a while. Thankfully it hadn’t collected too much dust as Jungkook couldn’t erred to check up on it every once in a while.

The elevator sings and brings you out of your thoughts, a huge grin coming to your face. You practically run down the hallway in excitement, coming to the door of Jungkook’s apartment. Pulling out the key he gave you all that time ago, you unlock the door and go to step in.

“Kookie?!” You call out excitedly, opening the door fully to his apartment. He warned you that he might be late due to his schedule, but you assured you’d be as his place as soon as possible anyway. It’s already been 2 or so years, you don’t want to late any longer.

Hearing a thump from his bedroom, you just manage to take our shoes off before he’s running down the hallway and barreling into you. Shrill giggles leave your lips as he picks you up and spins you around, hugging you close to him.

He kisses you desperately not long after, wrapping his hands around the back of your neck. You feel overwhelmed with emotions, grasping at his shirt as you lean into him just as desperately. Two years is a long time to not see the love of your life.

“Move in with me.” You blink up at him, not actually too surprised with the request. In the time you’ve been apart, he’s brought up more than once not wanting to be far from you ever again. You can’t blame him either, chest having ached constantly from how far apart you were.

“Okay.” You agree without much thought, knowing both of you would be super happy with the development. It’s not like you don’t stay with each other most of the time anyway when you can find the time.

You gaze up at him, awestruck with how long it’s actually been. His hair is on the longer side, he’s got an eyebrow piercing, and his arm is completely full of tattoos. You’d seen pictures of course, but nothing compared to the real thing.

You had both tried your best to keep each other updated on your lives, although it was hard with how busy each of you could get. You had been distraught initially, knowing that you’d miss out on a lot of inner thoughts and feelings, but you had to go nonetheless.

He rouses you out of your thoughts as this time when he brings you to him, he’s lifting you off the floor, face buried in the crook of his neck as he rocks back and forth. You wrap your legs around his waist quietly and give him small kisses on his head.

“I missed you a lot Jungkook. I’m so happy to be home.” Your hear a little sniffle before he tilts his head back to look at you. His eyes are glassy and bright but he has the biggest smile on his face. He’s always been one to show his feelings, and you’re happy to see how giddy he looks.

“I missed you too, so much. Let’s never leave each other for that long again. Now, tell me all about your trip!”