This Was So Fucking Cute I Swear I Could Cry From All That Cuteness .

This was so fucking cute I swear I could cry from all that cuteness 😭.

How to Get Rid of Your Virginity; a one shot.

💘PAIRING: badboy!jungkook x theaternerd!reader 💘GENERE: College AU, smut, a little fluff 💘WORD COUNT: 4.6K 💘WARNINGS: Smut, smut, and more smut. 💘SUMMARY: You've always been the good girl who followed the rules but you're ready to shed that image and lose your virginity to the college's resident bad boy: Jungkook. 💘AUTHOR'S NOTE: Apparently, I really got into my feelings with this fic. A bit of sweetness at the end but mostly smut. I hope you enjoy!

Opposites attract – at least, that’s what your best friend, Elena, had told you. She had provided you with solid proof too.

“Just take a look around,” she had said, a cup full of vodka and cherry-flavored juice in her hand, motioning toward the various partygoers. She pointed out an art student cuddled up with a girl who looked like she belonged on the arm of a footballer. “That’s Taehyung. His girlfriend is the ‘All-American Girl’ type and he’s a huge nerd. But they’re in love.”

You nodded. “Okay, they’re the exception.”

She shook her head, taking a long sip, wincing at the burn of the alcohol. “Okay, what about them?” She pointed at Jimin. Jimin was your textbook Type-A worker bee. He was known to avoid large social gatherings like this but here he was, leaning against a wall, his girlfriend in his arms. He kissed her lightly on the neck before grabbing a hearty handful of her ass. “That is our resident party girl cuddled up with our best scholar.”

“He’s a fine scholar,” You admitted, and Elena agreed. “Okay, so what’s your point?”

“My point,” Elena began, taking another long sip. “Are that people from different sides of the track get together all the time. Cheerleader and nerd, party girl, and punctual pupil. Nerdy theater geek and super delicious bad boy.”

You were the nerdy theater geek she had been referencing and the delicious bad boy? That title belonged to Jungkook.

You glanced over at him. He was standing between Taehyung and Jimin, effortlessly chatting the night away. Jungkook had been on your radar ever since you started attending this university two years ago. He was an upperclassman, so you didn’t run into him often but when you did, you savored every second you got to gaze upon him. The man was beautiful. But make no mistake, this was not a crush. You thought he was sexy as hell, but you weren’t into him. You were a future Broadway star and Jungkook? Well, you don’t know what his future entailed but it was starkly different from yours. You were sure of it. There was no way you two would work out romantically.

You wanted him for different reasons. More carnal reasons. You wanted him to take your virginity.

But, while you wanted him, you weren’t sure if he wanted you. You didn’t look like his type – you assumed. But Elena was attempting to convince you otherwise.

“I just don’t think he’d be down for it,” you said with a shrug. “I mean, he’s not into girls like me.”

“He’s a man!” Elena said, her voice raised. You knew that was a sign that the liquor was kicking in for her. “He’s into any girl who wants to bone him! Go over there!”

Elena pushed you toward him, but you stopped, glaring at her. “What would I even say? ‘Hey, Jungkook, wanna fuck?’”

Elena nodded and gave you a blank stare. “That sounded perfect. What’s stopping you?”

You groaned. Of course, Elena would think that’s an acceptable way to approach a man but before you could protest, she was signaling Jungkook to come over. Your eyes widened, a mortifying feeling washing over you.

I could kill her, you thought, I could kill her and bury the body beneath the school’s theater.

Jungkook looked at Elena, a confused look etched across his handsome features. Then, he did the unthinkable. He began to walk over.

He stopped just short of the both of you, the wallflowers for the night, and smiled. “Good evening, ladies, how can I help you?”

Elena nudged you and you opened your mouth to speak but found only your pride, self-respect, and the last shred of confidence falling out of your mouth and onto the floor to be stomped on by a slew of drunken college students. Elena, noticing your mouth open and a dazed look on your face, rolled her eyes and blurted out, “She wants to fuck you.”

This is it, you thought, this is how I die.

But it wasn’t.

Because Jungkook’s eyes raked over you, a hint of lust clouding behind them, and smiled. “Oh, really?”

You nodded, fear and excitement striking into your heart.

Elena continued, “She’s been waiting to make a move all night, but she’s been too afraid to.”

Jungkook looked at you. “Consent is sexy, so I have to hear it from your mouth.”

You swallowed thickly, slowly nodding. “She’s not, I mean, I’m not –” You stopped, taking a deep breath. “Yes. Coitus is something I’d like to experience with you – I mean, if you’re up for it.”

He held out his hand. “Well, let’s go experience it.”

“Right now?”

“Why not?”

You looked between him and Elena searching for a reason as to why now wasn’t a good time to get your back blown out, but you couldn’t find one. Not a good one, anyway. So, you put on a brave face, took his hand, and let him lead you upstairs and into the nearest empty bedroom.

You didn't know who this bedroom belonged to as it had no signs of life. A basic dark wood dresser hugged the right wall, a few sports posters lined the walls and a simple full-sized bed with white and blue bedding sat in the middle of the floor. Jungkook took a seat on the bed, and you sat next to him, unable to meet his eye.

“Come here,” he said, cupping your face and drawing you forward.

He wanted a kiss, so you followed his lead, but your nose bumped into his. “I’m so sorry!” You said in a panicked voice. “I – I didn’t mean for –”

“It’s okay,” he said through a small laugh. Another attempt at a kiss was made but instead of bumping noses, you bumped foreheads. He rubbed his forehead, scrunching up his face. “Maybe we skip kissing,” he said, standing up. “How about this instead?” He began to climb on top of you. You readjusted yourself, hoping to make things flow more smoothly but you ended up kneeing him in the stomach.

“Fuck, I am so sorry!” You said as you watched him grit his teeth.

“It’s okay,” he said once again and rounded the other side of the bed. He took a seat and laid back. “Why don’t you come lay beside me?”

You nodded. You got up and laid down next to him.

“Why don’t you lead?” Jungkook suggested and you silently agreed that that might be for the best.

You began to get up but found your elbow stabbing him in the chest.

This was going horribly.

“Are you sure you want to have sex?” Jungkook asked.

“I do,” you said quietly, biting your lip. “I’m just really nervous.”

Jungkook narrowed his eyes at you. “Why are you nervous?”

You chewed on your bottom lip, avoiding his gaze. How do you tell one of the hottest guys on campus that you’re a virgin? A lonely loser virgin?

“If it’s me, then there’s nothing to be nervous about,” Jungkook said. “I’m not as experienced as everyone says I am. I mean, I have had sex with quite a few people – all safe and consensual of course – but I’m nothing like the lothario people say I am. I mean, I’m just –”

You cut him off. “I’m nervous because I’m a virgin.”

The room went quiet. Too quiet. Embarrassingly quiet. If there was a God, he would have taken mercy on you and allowed the world to swallow you at this exact moment. But no, mercy did not shine a light on you this day.

“And you wanted me to take your virginity?”

He seemed more surprised that you had chosen him as your virginity taker than the fact that you were still a virgin. Regardless, you nodded. “Yeah, I figured if I was going to lose it, I might as well lose it to someone hot.”

His cheeks flashed a crimson color. “Don’t you want your first time to be special?”

You scoffed. “First off, virginity is just a construct and secondly, it would have been special no matter what because it’s my first time and I was in control. Besides, I’ve got a bucket list to finish this year.”

Jungkook looked at you. “Oh yeah? What else is on your list?”

“Smoking weed. I’ve never been high before.”

And just like that, Jungkook produced a blunt out of his back pocket. “You’re in luck. Listen, I don’t think the sex thing is going to happen tonight, but I can smoke you out.”

You felt relief wash over you. There was still hope. He said it wouldn’t happen tonight not that it wouldn’t happen ever – hey, it may have been delulu but you were going to take it and ride off with it into the sun. You watched closely as Jungkook lit the blunt, taking a few deep inhales, holding it in, and then exhaling, coughing along the way. Your first few attempts at smoking the joint were failures but after the third try, you got the hang of it. You also coughed a lung out but the serene feeling that flowed through you a few moments later was worth it.

The blunt had been reduced to a roach and you and Jungkook were lying on the bed, laughing and talking about everything under the sun. You learned he was a film major and planned on moving to Los Angeles after graduation to pursue a career out there. When you told him you wanted to be the next Audra McDonald, he didn’t laugh or tease you like so many others had before. He thought your love of theater was cool and asked you a million questions about it. He found it impressive that you could hold such high notes while doing intricate choreography. Finally, a silence settled over the two of you as the green forced you both into an extreme high.

“Can I ask you something?” Jungkook’s voice was like molasses, thick and slow. Or maybe you were just so damn high that’s how you heard it.

“Mhm,” you hummed.

“What’s the farthest you’ve gone?”

“Like traveling?”

He shook his head. “No, I mean … with sex.”

“Oh,” you replied. “Um, I’ve jerked a guy off before.”

“Have you …” he began but trailed off. He turned his head to look at you, attempting to gauge your reaction. “Ever received oral?”

You shook your head. “Nah.”

“You want to?”

You froze, and a sobering feeling hit you like a pillow full of soap. The idea of getting your coochie licked sounded damn good right now, especially with the weed in your system. “Yeah, I mean, I guess I’d like to try it one day.”

“How about today?”

You could still feel Jungkook’s eyes on you. Well, shit. You had already crossed one item off your bucket list. Might as well cross another. So, you said, “Yeah, let’s do it.”

Within seconds, Jungkook was between your legs, lifting your pleated skirt to your hips and sliding your baby pink panties down. Your body froze as you felt a finger slide in between your slits. “A virgin who shaves,” you heard him muse, mostly to himself. A thumb began rubbing your clit and a gasp escaped your throat. Before you could say something else, his tongue was on your lips. Your … other lips. It darted out, parting your lips and flicking against your clit in a feverish way.

Your back arched in response and you felt as if all the air in your lungs had left your body. You found your hands gripping the white sheets as he buried his face deeper between your legs, his tongue sliding in and out of your hole before traveling up and down your slit and finally focusing back on your clit. The sensation became a little too much and you squirmed away, hoping to ease some of the intensity but that only made things worse. Jungkook wrapped his hands around your thick thighs, pulling you closer, spread your legs apart further, and kept his hands gripped on your thighs, ensuring you wouldn’t be going too far. “Don’t run from it,” you heard him whisper.

You’re not sure how long he was at it but by the time your world turned white, you were making noises only a dog could hear.

. . . . .

It wasn’t in your nature to willingly be a third wheel, but the town’s annual spring fair was here and there was no way you were going to miss it. Even if Elena insisted on bringing her boyfriend, Felix. The night wasn’t all bad though. You had spotted Jungkook hanging with a few of his friends and the two of you waved at each other. It had been three weeks since the party and the two of you had kept in contact, texting each other funny memes here and there, sometimes talking on the phone late into the night but nothing more, nothing less.

As the three of you waited in line for the Ferris wheel, you noticed that the ride only allowed pairs. That took care of Elena and Felix but what about you?

“Can you believe that? Since when has the Ferris wheel been limited to two people at a time?” You turned around to face your best friend, but she wasn’t listening. She was too busy using her tongue to excavate Felix’s mouth. You groaned. “Of course, you two would choose now to suck face.”

The line moved forward, and it was your turn to get on. The ride operator gave you a pitiful look. “You got a partner?” He asked but he knew the answer to that. Just as you were about to step out of line to die of embarrassment in a dark and quiet place, your knight in shining armor appeared.

“I’m her partner.”

Jungkook. Sweet, sweet, Jungkook. Sweet, delicious, Jungkook who smelled like heaven and was wearing a red button-up shirt that showed off all his muscles. What? Sue you for noticing!

Jungkook held out his hand and you took it, the two of you loading on the ride and strapping in. Elena smirked at you as the ride began. The ride slowly lifted you and Jungkook up a few feet and then paused, allowing Elena and Felix to board.

“Thanks for saving the day,” you said with a smile. “The Ferris wheel is my favorite ride.”

“No shit, mine too,” Jungkook replied.

Your eyes brightened. “Really? You don’t seem like the type.”

“What type do I seem like?”

“A coaster man.”

“I like coasters too,” he admitted. “But something about the Ferris wheel just calms me, you know?”

“Yeah,” you said. “I get that.”

“So, how’s your bucket list going? Cross off anything else?” Jungkook asked as the Ferris wheel began moving again and then paused, allowing another couple on.

“I have,” you told him excitedly. “Elena and I went skinny dipping two days ago.”

“Damn, I’m sad I missed that one,” Jungkook said with a cheeky smile. “Still a virgin?”

“Still a virgin.”

Jungkook looked at you, his eyes falling to your exposed legs. You were wearing a plaid overall dress and a long-sleeved white shirt underneath. You wondered for a moment if he was judging your fashion choices until he licked his lips and you saw the lust clouding his eyes. “Ever been fingered?”

You shrugged; a sheepish smile found its way to your face. “Only when you ate me out that one time.”

“But never in public?”

“Of course not.”

He looked at you, his eyes begging for permission and as the Ferris wheel began moving again, forcing you and Jungkook to the top, his hands found their way between your thighs. He rubbed your core through your panties. You felt him lean over, his lips brushing against your neck before peppering kisses across your chin. You couldn’t help but giggle as he pushed your panties to the side, and you felt two fingers slide up and down your already-wet slit.

You felt your heart beating faster in his chest when he slid a finger inside and used his thumb to rub circles on your clit. The sensation was quickly becoming too much for you. Especially in public of all places. But as the Ferris wheel worked its way down, you were as well. Your orgasm slowly washed away as the ride finally came to a stop, allowing you and Jungkook to get off.

“Thanks for the ride,” you told him and in response, he kissed your cheek and made his way back to his friends.

…

It was official: You and Jungkook were friends. Like actual friends. You talked to him just as much as you talked to Elena, if not more. You had met his friends and his friend’s girlfriends. You spent time at his apartment. He smoked you out at least once a week and the last time the two of you decided to go on an impromptu diner trip, the waitress mistook you for a couple.

That’s why it wasn’t a surprise when he accompanied you to the library today. You both had papers due and decided to study together. However, you found that the two of you didn’t get much studying done and instead spent most of your time together making jokes and trying to steer clear of the librarian’s wrath.

In an attempt to get some serious studying done, Jungkook suggested getting a table at the back of the library. As you followed him to the back of the library, you noticed a couple, deep within the library aisles, where students rarely went, getting it on. You stopped Jungkook, tugging on his sleeve. “Look!” You whispered. “Oh my god, isn’t that Jimin?”

An approving smile pulled at the corner of Jungkook’s lips. “Yeah. Ever since he met his girlfriend, he’s become such a horn dog.”

You couldn’t take your eyes off the couple. Jimin had his girlfriend leaning on a bookshelf for support, her pants pulled down to her knees and his face buried between her ass cheeks. You hated to say it but it kind of turned you on. Jungkook took your hand and pulled you along.  

“He’s not afraid of getting caught?” You asked.

Jungkook shrugged. “I don’t think so. They fuck in the library all the time. That’s actually how they became a couple. He was her tutor.”

You felt a pool of heat settling in your core, forcing a weather change down under. “God, that’s hot.”

Jungkook stopped walking and looked at you. “You want to try?”

“You mean, fucking in the library?” The idea excited you, but you weren’t exactly sure you wanted to get fully plowed in public yet. “I don’t know about penetration but … maybe some head would be cool.”

Jungkook licked his lips. “I can’t lie, I’ve been wanting to taste you again.”

You shook your head as he led you further into the book aisles. “No, I mean I want to give you head.”

He stopped. “You sure?”

“Yeah, teach me how to suck dick,” you said and then cringed once you heard the words. “That didn’t sound as sexy as I hoped it would have.

He smiled, licking his lips. “Say less,” he pulled you into a corner and unzipped his pants. He pulled his jeans and boxers down but only slightly and produced his semi-hard dick.

“You’re already excited?” You asked and then realized this was your first time seeing his dick. No wonder he was known as the lover, you thought, grabbing it and feeling the weight of it in your hand. “Well, shit.”

“You ready?” He asked and you nodded, slowly dropping to your knees.  He guided you lovingly on how to properly give head but also explained that everyone was different so the way he liked it wouldn’t necessarily be the way another guy liked it. But the way he liked it was known as the ‘vacuum suck.’ He wasn’t into the bells and whistles of sloppy head but preferred something nice and clean and something that felt like his soul was being sucked out of him.

And that, you did. Or at least you gave it the old college try.

You stroked his large dick, your hand running up and down his thick shaft as your tongue flicked over his head. Precum painted your lips as you attempted to slide his entire member into your mouth. It wouldn't fit and Jungkook didn't force it. Above you, he squirmed in delight, his hands threading through your dark locks, gripping ever so slightly.

“Touch my balls, baby girl,” Jungkook said through a low grunt. Your pussy does backflips at the sound of being called ‘baby girl’ but you can’t linger on that too long. Jungkook has your head in his hands and he’s slowly but surely fucking your face. “Agh … I’m going to cum …” He began to pull his dick out, but you didn't let him, instead you did something that you’ve seen countless times on Twitter memes. You suck harder and you kept sucking well after he came. You’d never heard a man squeal before but you’re sure that’s what Jungkook did before you finally popped his dick out of your mouth.

…

Summer was steadily approaching, the weather going from tolerable to the heat of the devil’s ass crack. It’s why Jungkook had suggested that the two of you head to the coast for the weekend. “It would be way cooler out there,” he had said, and you couldn’t argue. So, on a Friday evening, you climbed on the back of his motorcycle and the two of you headed off to the beach for the weekend.

As two broke college students, you didn’t have enough money to afford a fancy hotel, so you settled for a run-down motel room, but it was clean, and the bed was comfortable enough. Jungkook had purchased every snack in the vending machine that night and the two of you shared stories over eight-dollar bottles of wine, BBQ chips, and sour gummies. After finishing off your second bottle of wine, Jungkook lit up a blunt and the two of you shared it, laying back on the motel room bed with the shabby television playing a novella in the background.

“Y/N, I think you may be my best friend.”

“I think you may be right,” you agreed, laughing.

“I can’t believe school will be ending soon,” Jungkook said.

“I know. What am I going to do without you?” you said, a genuine sadness reaching your voice.

“We’re going to stay friends. You’ll come visit me in Los Angeles and I’ll come visit you in New York. You’ll be there when I receive my first Oscar and I’ll be there when you get your first Tony,” Jungkook said with a smile. And you could hear the sincerity in his voice. Even if none of that happened, in this moment right here and right now, Jungkook believed it did and that’s what you loved most about him.

You always thought love was like an arrow. Shooting you in the heart, causing you to instantaneously know that you had fallen but looking at Jungkook in the darkness of this shabby motel room, you realized love wasn’t like that at all. Love was slow and easy. It was sweet. It was kind. It was a soft spring day. It was impromptu trips to your favorite diners. It was sharing secrets in your most special places. It was laughing to your belly ached in the back of a car. It was trips to eat your weight in sushi and then getting ice cream even though you swore you couldn’t eat another bite. It was wiping your tears away at four in the morning because you didn’t get the role in the school play. It was sitting up all night with each other watching the sun rise because he was too anxious to sleep. It was the perfect and it was the imperfect. It was nothing and it was everything. It was you and it was Jungkook.

And right here, right now, you realized that you were in love with Jungkook.

“Jungkook,” you said, looking at him and he turned his head, smiling that beautiful smile. “I love you.”

He stared at you for a moment, studying your features. A hand reached out and cupped your cheek. “I love you too, Y/N.”

You scooted closer to Jungkook and kissed him. It was a soft and sound kiss. Slow and sensual. And he kissed you back with just as much patience. Your arms and legs tangled together, and soon you found your clothes melting away. You felt his lips wrapped around your nipples, his tongue going across your stomach. His hands stroking your pussy with an excruciating softness. You felt his muscles flexing beneath your fingertips, the weight of his manhood in your hands and then in your mouth.

His body reacted with such pleasure as you gave him head. You sucked slowly, making sure every inch of his manhood was wet with your spit. Jungkook stopped you early, citing how much he still wanted to taste you so you laid you on your back and spread your legs, exposing your most sensitive parts but Jungkook shook his head. He guided you on top of him, and you lowered your precious gem to his face. He licked hungrily. Savoring every drop of you. His hands found their way to your round ass and groped the fleshy curves as his tongue dug deeper into you. An electric wave of pleasure washed over you, your body writhing in sweet agony.

As you lay down beside him, he got on top of you. “Are you sure?” He asked. “If you don’t want to go this far, we can stop right now.”

But you didn’t want to stop. You wanted this. You wanted him. You silently nodded for him to continue and Jungkook rolled a condom onto his hardened dick. He positioned himself at your entrance and quietly said, “Here we go.”

He started slowly. You felt an indescribable pressure in your lower abdomen as he continued to slide in but it wasn’t bad. It was just different. He used his right hand to play with your breasts.

His pace quickened. You closed your eyes, biting your lip as the pressure waned, and in came pleasure. He lifted your legs and placed them on his shoulders. This new angle forced a new sensation to bubble within you. It felt amazing but there was a heaviness to it that you couldn’t quite describe. His hand found your clit, rubbing circles on it as he began to fuck you faster. You didn’t think you could cum twice in one night, but Jungkook proved you wrong. A few short moments later, Jungkook’s face tightened, and he let out a deep grunt before falling on top of you. After a moment, he rolled off.

“So how was it experiencing coitus with me?” Jungkook asked, breathing heavily.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “It was amazing.”

“I’m just glad you didn’t beat my ass this time.”

You cringed, thinking of the night the two of you met. You rolled to your side, putting your arm around him and your head on his chest. In response, he put his arms around you as well, pulling you close.

“What does this mean for us?” you asked.

“It means that I hope you accept when I ask you out on a date,” he said, kissing the top of your head.

“I’ll have to think about it,” you said. “I’ve got one more thing to cross off my bucket list.”

“What’s that?”

You motioned toward the window in the room, outside of it, the beach. “Sex on the beach times two. I want to drink the drink while doing the act.”

With a smile, Jungkook got up and put on his pants. He looked at you, “Well don’t just sit there, let’s go have sex on the beach while we drink sex on the beach.”

Stay | JJK

summary: when a creepy stranger follows you to your new job, your best friend jungkook makes sure he never does it again. but now he’s hurt and you’re determined to tend to his wounds, no matter how awkward if feels.

pairing: jungkook x reader

wc: 5,778

warnings/genre/rating: 17+, best friends to lovers; swearing; mentions of violence and bruises; insinuation of stalking; emotional distress; kissing; romantic touching; a bit of jealousy; vague reference to family estrangement; in this world, jungkook likes coffee but you don’t; and this is all obviously made up, none of it’s real

a/n: look, idk what this is. it just happened while i was missing a cute someone. having a really hard time writing rn so apologies if this isn’t what you were expecting. maybe you’ll like it (i hope so!)

The last few hours of your shift pass quietly.

You weren’t expecting any customers at this hour, especially given the warming temperatures, although convenience stores do tend to have some weirdos walk in at odd hours.

You duck below the front counter to clean the glass encasing the lottery tickets and hear the front door chime.

Quickly removing your hand, you start locking up the case when you hear something land on top of the counter. Tilting your head up, you see two Starbucks cups sat atop the counter.

“We don’t—“

When you meet the eyes of the customer, you realize it’s Jungkook.

“Done yet?”

“Not yet,” you reply, sighing as you glance at the clock behind you. “Nearly an hour left.”

Jungkook sighs. “You need a different job,” he says, looking over his shoulder before stuffing his hands in his pocket. “ I have a bad feeling about those dudes hanging out front.”

You look past him and shake your head.

You recognize one of the guys, the same guy that asked you out a few weeks ago. The one you’re certain belongs to some gang or mafia or something. You wonder if he thinks you may change your mind if you see him around enough times.

Little does he know, he’s the reason you’ve been applying to dozens of jobs to get out of this hellhole and as far from him as possible.

But you haven’t had much luck yet and you can’t afford to be jobless.

“Don’t worry, Jungkook. I can handle them. Anyways,” you stop for a second, pointing at the cups. “One of these for me?”

“No, I need both of these if I gotta listen to you.”

“This one better not be coffee or I’ll—“

You grab the one closest to you, sniffing the warm chocolate aroma and sighing in relief.

“I asked them to spike it with espresso.”

“Jerk,” you reply, smiling with the knowledge that Jungkook would never forget your drink order. He knows how much you despise coffee.

One by one, customers leave the coffee shop and you don’t blame them. With the number of mistakes the new barista is making, spilling drinks on the floor, on himself, on customers, you would be inviting a burn just to stay within 10 feet of him.

But you remain standing, grimacing every time one of the customers walks out with rather harsh parting words.

Too harsh, considering that his face probably drew in far more customers than the small shop usually sees.

Finally, you’re next in the line.

Well, you’re now the only person left in line.

When he sees you, his face brightens up tenfold.

“Y/N!! I didn’t expect you here. Hi!”

You step forward and smile at the beautiful boy behind the counter, hoping and praying that the warmth in your cheeks is not translating onto your skin.

“Hi Taehyung! Jungkook told me today was your first day so of course I had to come. How is it going?”

“Good,” is the first word out of his mouth but when you glance at the carnage of spilled drinks being wiped up by another worker, he quickly adds, “But it could be better. I guess I have much more to learn.” The way he scratches the nape of his neck is unexpectedly endearing.

“Let me make you a drink. You hit me as an iced Americano drinker, right?”

Iced Americano. The most repulsive, rancid drink on the menu.

“Yep, mhmm. That’s my drink.”

This is a new low. You’re not proud of yourself for folding but after all the mistakes he made today, you don’t have the heart to add another one to the list.

He prepares it quickly and regretfully manages not to spill it on you. As you take your first sip, the door to the coffee shop opens up behind you.

“Jungkook! You made it, buddy.”

Shit.

You wish the ground could swallow you whole when you notice Jungkook in your periphery, staring at the drink now leaving your lips, your throat twitching from having to push the vile liquid down it.

“Is that… coffee?”

“Haven’t seen much of you lately. So this is where you work now?”

You drum your fingers along the counter of the coffee shop, trying not to let your panic show on your face. You don’t even bother looking at the guy, the same one that fuelled your desire to leave your old job. You assumed you would never have to see him again once you found a new place to work but you were wrong.

With some effort, you manage to muster up your best customer service smile. “What would you like to order?”

He steps closer and you can almost imagine his smug expression as you look past him, trying your best to avoid eye contact.

“What drink can I buy you, beautiful?”

You flinch at the last word, scrunching up your nose as if something smells. You can smell the bullshit on him.

You take one deep inhale and straighten up to face him head on, locking eyes with the creep.

“I don’t want a drink from you. Ever. So either order something for yourself or leave the shop.”

He chuckles. “Don’t get emotional, beautiful. It’s just one drink.”

You scoff, amazed at his audacity.

“Look, I’m not interested. Please leave me alone.”

“Come on, it’s just one drink—“

“She asked you to leave her alone. That means you leave her alone.”

Taehyung is now standing between you and the man, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Why don’t you butt out, man. I’m just talking here.”

“No,” you interject, pushing Taehyung gently aside as you face the creep again, “I’m done talking to you. Are you going to leave or would you prefer the cops escort you?”

“Open up, Y/N. I know you’re home.”

You run to the peephole in your apartment and see Jungkook standing on the other side, pacing back and forth with his hands in fists.

“Now, Y/N, or I’m breaking the door down.”

When you open the door, he practically jumps at you, grabbing your shoulders as he scans your face and then looks at the rest of you. “Are you ok, Y/N? Did he hurt you? Give me his name.”

You realize Taehyung must have told him what happened. You grab Jungkook’s wrist and bring him to your couch, guiding him down as you sit down beside him.

“I’m fine, Jungkook. Perfectly fine. He just asked me out again and I said no. Nothing else happened.”

Jungkook looks relieved. Then he turns back to you.

“Again? You know him?”

“It’s… no, not really. Just some guy.”

You avoid his eyes, picking at a thread on your jeans. He puts his hand on yours.

“Tell me.”

“It’s no one. You don’t know him.”

“Y/N…”

You sigh. “It’s that guy you saw hanging out in front of the convenience store. He had asked me out back then and somehow found me at the coffee shop today. But don’t worry, I told him…” You pause when you notice his eyes clouding over, seemingly in a trance as he stands up, hands tightening into a fist.

“Jungkook?”

“It was the same guy? You’re sure?” He’s looking at you but you know he doesn’t see you. He sees him.

You stand up to face him directly, trying to wade through the fog in his eyes. “Don’t do anything stupid, Jungkook. He won’t—“ He doesn’t wait for you to finish as he pulls his hood over his head, slamming your door behind him.

You run out into the hall but he’s already gone.

Jungkook isn’t responding to your texts or calls. You’ve spent the last two and a half hours walking the streets trying to find him, terrified he might do something incredibly dangerous.

He has a habit of being overprotective and you’re worried he might land himself in the hospital again.

Or worse.

You scan every possible spot he may be, checking in with Taehyung every few minutes ever since you asked him to join the search, but so far neither of you have had any luck.

It’s cold and you can’t stop the disturbing thoughts, the ones with a badly hurt Jungkook. You’re hoping Jungkook doesn’t find him. That asshole is undoubtedly dangerous and if he happens to be with the thugs he usually surrounds himself with, you can’t bear to imagine what they’d do to Jungkook.

A few more hours pass and Taehyung’s roommate forces him to come home, leaving you to continue the search on your own.

You feel helpless and completely alone, letting your feet guide you as you continue to beg the universe to let you find Jungkook safe and sound.

Without realizing it, you’re in the middle of the park where you and Jungkook first met. You look up, almost pleading by now and feel droplets hit your face. You didn’t even realize it was raining.

“Y/N…?”

You turn around to see Jungkook standing a few metres away. Without warning you cry out, hot tears free falling onto your cheeks. Through the tears, you can only see the outline of Jungkook standing in the moon light and wonder if he is really there or if he’s just a beautiful mirage.

“Where were you,” you shout through the tears, nearly wailing at this point. “Why didn’t you answer my calls, idiot? I thought you…you might…”

Jungkook had started walking towards you at some point because his arms are now wrapped around you, his hand cradling your head against his chest. “Shhh, I’m here.”

“I thought you might…might be hurt,” you mutter between breaths, your tears spilling onto his chest and you’re not sure if he even understands what you’re saying.

“I’m ok. Really.”

You sniffle, and Jungkook tilts his head back to look at you. But you immediately pull your arms out from his hug and punch him on the chest. “You jerk, you could have—“

You pause mid sentence when you notice Jungkook wince in pain, far more than you would have expected. You blink a few times and notice the cut on his lip. His eye also seems quite a bit more red and swollen than you remember.

You pull back and stare at him. Although he attempts a smile, it doesn’t fool you, especially when the action causes his cheek to twitch.

“What happened, Jungkook?”

He scratches the back of his neck, looking away now. “Nothing.”

You tilt his face back to you and run your finger over his cut lip. His lip twitches though you know he’s trying to keep a brave face. You trace up to his eye and catch another flinch, and the very beginnings of a bruise.

“You’re hurt.”

“You should see the other guy.”

It takes quite a bit of convincing to get Jungkook back into your apartment. He keeps insisting he can clean himself up and you know it’s because it’s past midnight now.

But you can’t let him take care of himself. Especially when you’re the reason he’s hurt.

Jungkook is sitting on your couch and looking the least comfortable you’ve ever seen him, his leg bouncing so fast you fear he may take off.

“Stay still. I need to get the ointment on your lip or it’ll scar.”

“Wouldn’t I look handsome with a scar?”

Jungkook laughs when you huff in annoyance, but immediately winces in pain, reaching for the cut.

“You’re lucky your lip ring wasn’t ripped out, Jungkook. I can’t believe you would stoop to violence.”

You’re leaning into him now, tilting his chin up so you can get a closer look at the cut.

You notice your heart racing and can’t figure out why. Then you realize Jungkook is staring at you.

“It might be easier for me if you close your eyes.”

“Who says I want this to be easy?”

Groaning, you leave the couch, returning a few seconds later with a bag of frozen peas. You press it against his blackening eye, a little carelessly given his last comment.

“Such gentle bedside manner,” Jungkook mutters, taking the peas from your hands and gently pressing it against his eye.

“Shut up.”

You stand back and survey his face, noticing a crusted cut above his eye. Grabbing the wet towel, you start wiping it off when he grabs your wrist.

“You’re shivering.”

“Hmm?”

Looking down, for the first time you notice you’re drenched, having been far more preoccupied with getting Jungkook cleaned up.

He reaches over and pushes a wet strand from your eyes. You’re staring at him now, swallowing when he wipes away a droplet from your cheek.

“Maybe you want to change into something warmer?”

“Yeah, ok. Give me one sec,” you reply, jumping up to grab a change of clothes. You pause mid-step and look back. “I’ll bring you the hoodie you left last time.”

You let him hit the shower first, standing back in awe when he emerges 20 minutes later in his old hoodie (it’s yours now, but whatever) and a pair of your baggy sweats. He really looks exceptional in sweats, you think to yourself. When he catches you staring, you clear your throat.

“Right. My turn now.”

His reaction to you after your shower is not nearly as… complimentary. You had grabbed the first pair of clothes in your drawer and maybe that was a mistake.

“Duckies?” He looks like he’s fighting back a laugh, but you don’t see anything wrong with the pyjama set. “It looks like someone barfed ducks on you.”

“What? These are normal pyjamas,” you reply, eyes narrowing. “What do you wear? Ironman shorts?”

A grown man is now giggling in your living room. You’re livid.

“How did you know I was wearing Ironman shorts? Did you peek?”

“What the heck? Seriously?” Ease sets in again as you laugh freely, walking over to playfully shove him. He winces in pain again, prompting you to stare at him. “Are you hurt here too?”

You place your hand on his chest and slide it over to where you shoved him. He sharply inhales, the action answer enough for you. You blink a few times and consider the options before landing on one. You realize you need to go with the one that feels the least comfortable.

“Take it off,” you say, vaguely gesturing to his chest.

“Huh?”

“You heard me,” you repeat, grabbing the layer covering his top half. “I need to see what I’m working with.”

“What, again? You really like making me take my clothes off, huh?”

Despite the annoyed groan you let out, you’re actually grateful for his attempt at lightening the mood.

He struggles for a few moments but manages to remove the hoodie with your help. Once it’s completely off, you can’t help but stare at his chest.

“What the fuck, Jungkook. Your boobs are bigger than mine.”

When you look up, you expect to be received by a smug grin or at least a smirk. But he seems to be avoiding your eyes, his ears turning an impressive shade of red.

Instead of teasing him further, you lean in to examine the injuries. Thankfully it’s not as bad as you feared. There is definitely the beginnings of bruising, but nothing major.

You run your hand over the bruised spot on his chest to check for swelling, noticing him jump a little.

“Too cold?”

He nods.

Rubbing your hands together, you try again, resting a fingertip on his skin. He looks up at you and nods. You slide your hand lower to his ribs and Jungkook groans in response. The bruising is a bit worse there and you decide to apply an ice pack to reduce the risk of further swelling.

Unfortunately, ice is not very comfortable.

Every time your hand glides over his chest, he jumps, pulling away from your touch.

“I need to hold this in place for it to work.”

“Fine. Be quick.”

He inhales but the second your hand touches his chest, he jumps again.

“Sorry, try it again.”

You place your hand on his chest again and notice him tensing his body, his abs distracting you momentarily. As you glide it over to his bruised rib, you hear his muffled groans. A few minutes pass as you continue holding on, noticing how cute he looks with his eyes squeezed shut and his self restraint as he bites his lip, willing himself to endure a bit longer.

You let go one hand to reach for his face when you feel him grab your other wrist again.

With his eyes still shut, he whispers so low you almost don’t hear it. “How much longer?”

You blink at him and when you don’t respond, his eyes flutter open.

Suddenly there isn’t enough air. His breath sounds shallow and you wonder if yours sounds the same. With how close he is, you almost forget he asked you a question.

Clearing your throat, you glance into his eyes momentarily before averting your gaze to his hand wrapped around yours. “A few more minutes. Think you can hang in there a bit longer, hmm?”

He sighs, grip loosening but staying where it is. You chance a glance at him again and he is looking at you. The intensity of his gaze runs through you, an intensity you assume stems from his pain. Pain you wish you could take away.

Your eyes drift to his chest and your mind to somewhere further away. You would have never guessed he looks like that under all those baggy clothes. He’s always been so shy about showing his body, and now you can’t help wondering why.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts by the sound of thumping. Jungkook’s leg is bouncing again and you reach over to rest your free hand on his leg. Your eyes meet and he gives you a small smile before looking away.

You lift the ice pack and press it higher. He hisses, biting his lip again, so hard you fear he may draw blood. Suddenly his hand squeezes yours again, eyes snapping shut. “Ok, enough, Y/N. I can’t take it any more.”

You exhale the breath you’d been holding, removing the ice pack from him. “Ok, fine. I guess that’s enough.”

A shiver passes through him and you watch as he rubs his arm, looking up at you with a sheepish grin. “Thanks.”

As you wrap up the ice pack, Jungkook reaches over you to grab his hoodie. With his face so close to yours, you notice how long his eyelashes are, and how cute his nose looks sitting above his pretty lips.

You quickly look away and wait for him to put on his hoodie. Once it’s on, you look at him again. He looks really tired, the very picture of how you feel.

“You can take my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Jungkook quirks his brow and then shakes his head, pushing himself off the couch very slowly. “I’ll be way more comfortable in my own bed.”

You quickly run to your door, covering it up with your body. “Absolutely no way I’m letting you walk home in this condition. Besides, I’m taking you to the doctor first thing in the morning.”

Jungkook reaches behind you but in his exhaustion he ends up collapsing onto you. You let him lean on your shoulder, cradling his head as you imagine what he’s been through.

He slowly wraps his arms around you, and you two stay like that for a little while longer, standing perfectly still in each other’s arms. These last several hours have been hell.

“Ok fine, I’ll sleep here,” he whispers onto your shoulder, inhaling deeply before pulling away. “But I’ll take the couch.”

You manage to convince Jungkook to share the bed with you, something that Jungkook fights you on even as you’re guiding him under the covers. But you insist, especially since it means he can tell you immediately if he feels worse.

After you tuck him in, you leave for the washroom. When you return, Jungkook is already asleep.

You chuckle when you notice the little pillow barrier he built between you two. You flip off the light and get into bed, leaning over the barrier to give Jungkook the lightest kiss on the head you can manage. “Love ya, dork,” you whisper with a smile, flipping onto your side.

Before long you’re fast asleep. He chances a look over the barrier and confirms it.

Sighing, he lies back down, staring at the ceiling.

“I love you too, Y/N.”

You toss in bed, realizing you’re now awake. With a few blinks to adjust to the darkness of the room, you tilt your head up and catch the red glare from your clock. 3:42am.

Not morning yet.

Blinking some more, memories of this night float to the front of your mind.

With the utmost care, you twist towards the other side. The breath you’d been holding releases as you see Jungkook laying peacefully beside you.

It wasn’t a dream. He’s still here.

You prop up on your elbow as you lean towards him, reaching over the pillow partition to brush a strand that has fallen over his face. He stirs a little, one hand coming over his stomach as the other twitches under the covers.

You watch him breathe.

In and out.

In and out.

He’s such an idiot.

You shiver as that thought hits you. The thought of what could have happened to him.

Behind that rough exterior lies the gentlest person you know.

To the world, he is the bad boy. The tattoos and face piercings. The bruises on his knuckles from boxing. The sound of his motorcycle in the dead of night.

To you, he is the only good thing in your world. The bunny nose scrunches and elmo giggles. The giant hugs when you have to let go first. And the way he always shows up when you need him.

When you two first met, your father warned you away from him. He went so far as to threaten disowning you.

Well. Turns out it wasn’t just a threat. And when the final bell rang, you chose Jungkook.

He has no clue, though. He just knows you as that annoying rich girl who now struggles to make ends meet.

And he’s always been way too considerate to ask what happened. Instead, he offers his ramen whenever you come over and always gets two cups of Starbucks.

And he doesn’t need to know. All that matters is he is the best friend you could ever ask for. The one person who has stood by you through it all.

And the only person you have ever been in love with.

You only wish you could be brave enough to tell him that.

Maybe you could…

You feel an urge to lean over and kiss his forehead.

That should be ok, right?

You stare at him a bit longer, watching his chest rise and fall, soft sounds escaping his lips.

You lean across and rest your hand at his side, taking care not to touch him.

He is still as night itself.

You dip down and let your lips hover over his forehead.

His eyes are closed. Even with his eyes closed, he’s the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen.

You wish he could see it too.

It’s comical, actually, because he truly is beautiful. But when you told him so, he made some offhanded comment about Taehyung being the handsome one and asked you not to lie. You just brushed it off but at this moment it bothers you. What does he mean?

Look at his cute lil nose.

If you had a nickel for every time you wanted to boop it, you’d be rich again.

And those perfectly pouty lips. Like rose petals on top of each other. You’ve always wondered how…

Only a split second and suddenly your lips are on his. Just the gentlest touch but it’s enough.

You gasp the slightest bit before you pull away, embarrassed and ashamed. But your hand remains planted at his side. When you look back you see Jungkook’s fingers circled around your wrist.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Jungkook’s eyes are still closed but he’s smirking now. With a quick tug at your wrist you fall on top of him and he groans, prompting you to prop yourself up again.

“Jungkook—,” you gasp but his other hand pulls you down, your lips crashing onto his again. He sighs against your lips and then kisses you, soft and hard all at once. You smile, kissing him back. When you finally pull away, his eyes are still shut.

“If this is a dream,” he murmurs, his hand making its way up your back. “I’m never waking up again.”

“Jungkook,” you whisper again, sliding your hand up his chest and he groans when you touch a sore spot, “oh, sorry,” you add, glancing down.

He hisses, pulling you onto him and wrapping his arms around you. “Hold me. Even if it’s just for tonight.”

You press a kiss against his chest before snuggling into him.

Then it hits you.

Just for tonight.

You wonder if he wants this to be a one-off thing.

Or he could still be half asleep.

Worries cloud your mind as his arms envelope you. You feel him press a kiss to the top of your head.

You inhale deeply and lift your head a bit. “Just for tonight… is that what you want?”

He sighs, pulling you in tighter. “I want this forever. Just you and me.”

You notice he hasn’t said your name once. Maybe he is still dazed. You did give him some pretty strong painkillers.

He groans again and you lift your head. “Maybe you could…,” he starts and when he doesn’t say anything else you rest your head again.

“Wha—,” you exclaim as Jungkook then pulls you across him, dragging you over his body to his other side, the less bruised one.

“There,” he says, kicking away the pillows and nestling himself into the centre of the bed. “This is perfect. You comfy?” He looks down at you with the biggest smile and warmth spreads across your chest. You can only nod. He chuckles, pulling you in tighter.

And somehow you fall asleep like that.

Like it’s the most normal thing in the world.

Morning comes much too soon.

You blink open your eyes to white and yellow haze. The blinds must be drawn.

Fear creeps up your throat as you run your hand across the bed. The tangle of white sheets are just that. Sheets.

He’s gone.

The doubts start to swirl in your head as you remember what he said.

Just for tonight.

He probably regrets it. The kiss. The cuddling. Everything.

Was it too much? Are you too much?

Lost in your own world, you don’t hear the sound of footsteps growing louder as they approach.

Or the sound of something hitting your night table.

But you do feel the arms that snake around you, a hard body gently setting against yours, and warm breath on your neck.

“Mmm,” he hums, kissing your neck, “time to eat.”

When you open your eyes, Jungkook is staring at you. Contrary to the soft and easy way he spoke, there is uncertainty in his eyes. A searching look. A car waiting for a green light.

And it hits you.

He’s just as worried as you are. This is new territory you two are exploring.

He opens his mouth then shuts it, his teeth peeking out to catch on his lip ring. You watch, fascinated, as you wait for him to speak.

He comes in a bit closer then hesitates. “Is this ok? Should I leave? I didn’t know if what happened last night—“

You lift your head and kiss his nose. “More than ok. I want you to stay.” And just like magic, the lost look disappears. His nose scrunches up as he smiles down at you.

“Hungry?”

“Mhmm.”

He helps you up and pulls the sheets from your legs. You can’t help noticing the ease with which he’s moving.

“You seem a lot better than I expected. You’re not hurting still?” When he gives you a quizzical look, you gesture to his chest and ribs. His eyes widen and then he grins.

“I’m JK, remember? Here, I made these special,” he replies, setting a plate of pancakes on your lap. He then pushes off the blanket and sits next to you, setting a plate in front of him. “Do you wanna… maybe take a shower with me after this?”

You nearly choke on your bite, pancake spraying all over the bedspread. “What?” You manage to turn to him and he’s smirking at you.

“I ran home to check on Bam before you woke up and now I’m kinda sweaty. And too tired to wash myself,” he replies, throwing in a quick wink that almost stops your heart, “Don’t you wanna help me wash?”

You groan. Jungkook might be the best person you know but he’s also the most annoying.

Maybe that’s why you two are a perfect match.

“Here,” he says, reaching over to grab the cups from the tray. “Thirsty?”

“Yep,” you reply, taking the cup he’s holding out to you. You sniff it.

“Wait, what is this?”

Jungkook giggles as he takes a sip of his own drink.

“Try it.”

You bring it closer but one sip has you gagging and nearly spitting it out. “Fuck, Jungkook, why?”

He’s laughing, but the moment you look back at him, his expression turns serious. “What? You drink coffee for Tae but not me? I see how it is.”

He starts to get up but you grab his arm. “One sip! I had one fucking sip! You can’t possibly be angry about that,” you yell back, reaching for him. When he turns back around, he’s grinning.

Then he holds out his own cup. You eye it suspiciously and he laughs. “This was yours,” he says, smiling, “It’s hot chocolate. Your favourite.”

He swaps the two cups and pulls you in for a hug.

“And you’re my favourite. I love you, Y/N.”

You’re startled by how suddenly and easily those words fall from his lips. Then you realize you might not have imagined those same words last night.

You wrap your arms around him, feeling the warmth of his hug and the way it engulfs you in a feeling of safety and security. The way Jungkook always makes you feel.

“I love you too, dork.”

so…? did you like it? ♡

definition of love; m |jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 7k

rating: 18+

genre: smut, engaged couple, domestic, idol!au

warnings: pregnancy, cursing, dirty talk, impreg kink, koo can't get enough of oc, multiple orgasms, creampie, cockwarming, cum eating, oral (f receiving), tiny bit of possessiveness, brief anal play

summary: blurting out big news at a family gathering was not how this was supposed to go - well, it's not like you had a plan to start with but...

a/n: didn't proof read this cuz it's 1 am now, but hope you like ittttt

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What does love mean?

You want to write Jungkook a letter - yeah cheesy, but whatever - telling him what those past years of your relationship means to you.

But how do you define love?

You can't seem to find the answer to that.

You thought it the answer to that would be easy and simple - you have been in a relationship with Jungkook for 8 years after all - but no, you quickly come to the revelation that you have absolutely no crumb of an idea how to put your love that you have for a man - since 8 years - into words.

You want to write Jungkook a letter - yeah cheesy, but whatever - writing everything you adore about him down, but whatever comes to your mind doesn't seem worth for the feelings that you have for Jungkook.

The whole writing a letter thing is pointless.

Not only that frustrates you - since a few days there's a tint of mischief shadowing every little action you do, following you day by day and not granting you a moment of peace.

It's that typical feeling of doing something wrong, something you shouldn't be doing; hiding something from your fiancé. The culpability that swathed you over was new, you've never in all those years with Jungkook hid anything from him. The lack of experience with dealing with such situations reflected in the way your behaviour became odd. Your conduct was so weird at times that there were multiple occasions in which Jungkook asked you if you're alright, if you're feeling well or if something happened at work. Little did he know that he was entirely wrong with his assumptions as to why you're behaving so weird at times. The simple - well, not that simple - answer would be that you are pregnant. You found out that you're having a baby a week ago and you have absolutely no idea - not even the slightest bit - how you're supposed to tell these news to Jungkook. Before anyone thinks the wrong way - you are happy. You're so fucking happy that you were a sobbing mess after you took a pregnancy test and cried for two hours in the bathroom before you were able to process it like a normal human - and not having a happy breakdown on the cold bathroom floor. You were lucky that Jungkook wasn't home that day. You are having a huge debate with yourself about how you're going to tell Jungkook about this. You've seen several videos on YouTube. That cheesy stuff with gifting him a tiny baby shirt with the printed sayings on them, the pregnancy test wrapped up in a little box, showing him the ultrasound pictures and the list goes on.... But the question is: How are you going to reveal it to Jungkook? ~ It's Friday. A little more than two weeks after you found out about your pregnancy. Jungkook's parents wanted to hold a family dinner over their place. And because Jungkook didn't see his family that often recently he said that you two should stay over for a night there. You were fine with that, you lover Jungkook's family. When you got the call from his mum you instantly knew that a family dinner where everyone close to the family is invited is going to be the perfect occasion to announce your pregnancy. You parents would be there too. You are still a bit clueless about the exact way of accomplishing that yet, but you're sure when the perfect timing arrives that you're going to be prepared for it...Hopefully. While you are helping to set the table outside you can't help but let a heady smile graces your face the whole time. You can't believe that the relationship with Jungkook came so far already. The happiness that Jungkook brought to you for the last 8 years are immeasurable.

Jungkook is still at the company and has to work on some stuff before coming over. You decided to come without him instead of waiting for him at home, so you can help setting everything up.

Both of your mum's are cooking in the kitchen. (Your dad too but you can't describe his doings as actual cooking) Jungkook's aunt, uncle and you assist them, while his dad and brother are playing with Jungkook's younger cousins outside. As you walk to the table outside in the garden to place some places on there you see how Minseok - the three year old - runs away from Minhyuk - who's eight years old - with an ecstatic cry. ,,Jungkook arrived," his aunt says and touches your shoulder. You whip your head to her. ,,Jungkook came?" She nods with a smile and you instantly rush to set the plates down on the table. Then you walk back through the living room and speed into the hallway. His mother already greeted him, returning back to the kitchen as you turn to the right and see him taking off his shoes. ,,Hi," you beam, teetering your heels like an excited teenager. Jungkook perks up at the sound of your angelic voice and flashes you his bunny smile. ,,Hey, baby," he greets you. When he slides his feet into his slippers he walks toward you, kissing you passionately before pulling you into a tight, warm hug. ,,You look pretty," he says, eyeing you up and down. His hand rubs your back, coming dangerously close to your bum. ,,Thank you." A coy smile adorns your face. Compliments from Jungkook will always make your heart flutter. His hand shamelessly falls down to your butt, squeezing it gently. Every bit of that

giddy teenager feeling leaves you. You tense. ,,Get your hand away from there." ,,No one's here," he answers, not even looking at the right direction to know if there is someone lingering near the entrance of the hallway. ,,Jungkook," you warn with a firm tone. When he doesn't move his hand you grab his wrist, lifting it up to your hips. ,,Spoilsport," he mumbles. You ignore him. ,,I missed you." Standing on your tip toes you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck. You didn't see him the whole day - not even in the morning like usually, because he had to leave earlier. The only thing you felt was his lips pressing a kiss on you cheek this morning, mumbling a tiny 'love you' before properly tucking you under the sheets (you tend to throw them everywhere when you sleep, not letting them secure your body with warmth. But why would you when you have a living heater right next to you?) and marching off to the company. ,,Me too, love." The vibration of his deep voice scuttles placid chills down your spine. You feel secure in Jungkook's arms. ,,You look beautiful," he mutters near your ear. His hand rubs your back, coming dangerously close to your bum. ,,Oh my! Look at these two love birds!" At the sound of Jungkook's mothers rapturous voice you instantly flinch and push him away from you. Maybe it's silly to feel like this after all those years, but you can't shake it off. His mother beams with pleasure, her elated aura immediately transferring to you and causing you to smile back at her. Though you can't prevent a faint dust of pink tinting the apple of your cheeks. Jungkook chuckles at your shyness and pulls you into his side. When you remark the bowls of food in her hands you step away from Jungkook and want to reach out to help his mother, but she draws her arms back. ,,It's fine, dear. You already helped enough. You both should go outside and sit at the table, we are almost done with everything." A sincere smile adorns her face and she nods her head to the living room that leads to the huge garden. ,,Jungkookie, the boys couldn't wait to see you again, go and play with them.", she says, referring to his two little cousins. ,,How do I cut these?" You hear your dad asking in the kitchen. Your mum - also in the kitchen - inhales sharply. ,,Someone get this man out of the kitchen, please!" You sigh. Your dad was determined to help out, but you and your mum already knew that he would cause more problems with his helpfulness than getting any progress done. ,,And take your dad with you before going outside," Jungkook's mother says, sending a little wink in your direction before walking down the living room to bring the food outside. Jungkook chuckles and ducks down to kiss your temple, squeezing your hip with his big hand. ,,Go and rescue your mum," he mutters amused and sends you off with a pat on your bum. As soon as his hand meets your bum you turn around with narrowed eyes. ,,Stop that or you'll have to help with the cooking." You point a finger up to emphasize your threat. ,,No, I'm already booked. Gonna play football with my boys!" he announces, already running off to the garden and leaving you alone in the hallway. You smile at his antics and march into the kitchen, holding back a laugh when you see your mum and Jungkook's aunt trying to teach your dad what to do. It's hopeless, so you pull him by the arm to get him away from the precious food. You have something to celebrate later, you can't let the food get wasted by the poor skills of your dad. ~ It doesn't take long for the dinner to be prepared. With all the people helping it was done quickly and soon you are all sitting gathered around the huge table, lots of delicious food placed on it and empty stomachs waiting to get filled. You sit in front of Jungkook, Minseok and Minhyuk already claimed the seats besides him without batting their eyes to you. But you wouldn't argue with them about shooing you away from sitting next to your fiancé - they're feisty... ,,The meat is so good," your

mum mumbles next to you. ,,Wahh, so delicious," Jungkook's uncle exclaims, theatrically throwing his head back. Minseok giggles at his dads exaggeration, the three year old boy reaching his tiny hand to grab some more meat, but almost falls down on the table with his upper body. Jungkook is quick to react, pushing him back to his seat with his large hand on Minseok's chest. ,,Watch out, little one." Jungkook pats his head in secureness. Whenever there are kids around he always keeps out an eye for them. Jungkook grabs the meat that Minseok aimed for with his chopsticks and places them on Minseok's plate. ,,Fank you," Minseok beams, happily digging into the meat with his fingers. Jungkook returns to his food again, taking a bite of the salad. Everyone is silent, only a few sighs and mutters of how good the food tastes spoken. Is now the right time to announce your pregnancy? Or should you wait till everyone is done eating and let them finish dinner in peace. Or perhaps you should tell them later, when you're all going to eat the cake that your mum baked. You ponder about what the perfect timing would be, caught up in the same thoughts that flood your mind for over two weeks now. You feel like you're never going to find out how to do this. Anxiousness fills your body and you get so confused about your feelings, that you briefly consider announcing it tomorrow rather than now, but you can't back away now. You waited for this family gathering to come so you don't have to feel like a criminal everytime Jungkook's questions your weird behaviour and you try to find excuses as to why you are being like that. And also, you know that Jungkook - and everyone else - is going to be happy and there's nothing more that you enjoy than seeing your loved ones happy. It seems like you thought about how to phrase your announcement a bit too much, because a few seconds after you got determined to finally tell all of them, you already blurt it out loud. ,,I'm pregnant." And just like that, you spilled the beans to everyone. You set your chopsticks carefully on the table. Watching everyone halt in the middle of eating and darting their eyes at you. ,,What?" Jungkook's dad is the first one to speak up. You look at Jungkook. He stares back at you, lips parted and eyes grew bigger. Very much looking like he just saw an alien and not hearing his fiancé telling that she is pregnant. Your dad suddenly starts chocking next to you. You want to turn around and help him, but your mum on your side pulls you into a tight hug. After a second or two you hear Jungkook's mum shrieking in disbelief, making you smile. Jungkook's dad pats your dad's back. He coughs a few times more before drinking water. ,,So it's really him, huh?" Your dad teases, voice hoarse from the chocking. ,,Dad!" you exclaim, pulling yourself out from your mums arms and shooting him scowl. Everyone laughs at your adorable interaction. When you turn around again Jungkook isn't seated on his chair anymore and walks around the table to reach for you. His aunt and brother congratulate you and you thank them before standing up when Jungkook reached you. He still has that disbelieving shimmer in his eyes. You pout at his cute shocked state. ,,You...You are really...?" ,,He doesn't know?" Jungkook's dad asks and you briefly grant him a glance, biting down on your lip to prevent smiling and shake you head. You wrap your arms around his waist. ,, Went to the doctor a few days ago too. I'm three weeks in now." Jungkook is baffled. He has so many thoughts, so many things to stay, so many emotions he wants to let out, but it's all overwhelming so he just pulls you into a hug. Your arms are always a good choice when everything gets too much. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, his arms having a strong grip around your body. ,,You're happy?" You rub his back with your hands soothingly. You hear him sniffle. ,,I'm so happy," he utters, voice thick. ,,Me too." Tears start filling your eyes. Hearing Jungkook cry

makes you want to do the same. ,,I love you," Jungkook mutters, kissing your lips. ,,I love you." He holds you tighter and as he rises to his full length he takes you with him, making your feet float over the grass. You wrap your hands around his shoulders, holding onto him. You giggle and he continues smothering you with more kisses on your neck. He starts whirling you around, your grip on him getting more tight. You hear a few cooing at the adorable sight of Jungkook and you. ,,I can't believe this," he mutters. Jungkook slowly lets you down again. ,,We're gonna have a baby," you say, watching how he gets emotional again, a tear rolling down his cheek. ,,Since when do you know?" He asks, sniffling. Jungkook sighs out loud to calm himself. ,,About two weeks." ,,Two weeks?" Jungkook is perplexed and looks at you in disbelief. You nod sheepishly. ,,Didn't know how to tell you," you admit. ,,Were you scared?" he asks worried. He can't imagine how you must have felt like in those weeks. ,,No! Not scared. I just never knew when the right timing was," you assure him. ,,Waited two weeks and still couldn't find the right timing. I choked on my food because of you, missy. Couldn't spare this old man a few seconds to finish eating?" Your dad jokes. ,,Are you okay?" Jungkook asks. He was so caught up with his own feelings that he didn't even pay attention on you dad almost dying at the dinner table. ,,Yeah, yeah I have been taken care for. But thanks for your late concern." Your dad gives Jungkook an approved nod. You laugh and Jungkook sends him a thumbs up. ,,Y/n has baby in her belly?" Minhyuk asks, the curiosity in him prompting to stand up and walk towards you. ,,Baby?" The younger one asks and watches how his older brother marches to you. ,,Yeah, I have a baby in here." You rub your stomach, though there is no indication of a baby yet. ,,I don't see it." Minhyuk says and stops in front of you. His brows are furrowed like he is trying to see through you. ,,It's too small. The baby needs a few months before you can see it." You smile when his little mouth forms into circle. ,,You're gonna have a cousins to play with soon." Jungkook pats Minhyuk's head, but he is too engrossed in observing your stomach. ,,Cousin? Baby cousin?" Now Minseok's interest awoke and he puts his hand on the table, showing his excitement. ,,And then the baby can play soccer with us!" Jungkook exclaims, causing Minseok to gasp. ,,When baby coming?" ,,Gonna take a while, buddy." You sit down on your chair again. Jungkook offers his hand to Minhyuk and he gladly takes it, both of them walking back to their seats. ,,One day?" Minseok asks, the excitement of a possible new player to have in soccer not leaving him. ,,Longer," Jungkook answers. ,,Two!" ,,More than two days." Jungkook sits down on his chair, Minseok immediately reaching for him and Jungkook pulls him onto his lap. ,,Free!" Minseok holds three fingers up and Jungkook chuckles. He continues counting till ten, till he has no more fingers to hold up and looks at Jungkook in confusion. ,,You have to wait patiently, okay?" Jungkook runs his fingers through Minseok's soft brown hair. Minseok nods vigorously and a little smile displays on his face. Jungkook wants to sit Minseok back on his chair, but je refuses and whines. So instead he turns Minseok around, draws his plate closer and starts eating with Minseok on his lap. As everyone starts continuing eating Jungkook starts filling your plate with food. ,,Kook, I can't eat that much!" ,,You're eating for two, of course you have to eat more," he reasons. He leans forward and with the help of his mum he grabs the bowl of salad. ,,Give my woman all the food you have." You knew that Jungkook would be like this. You know him well enough to be aware of his overprotective nature. But you won't complain, that caring nature of his is going to be helpful once you start having cravings for food. He'd be out of the door rushing to get what you want before

you're even done with your sentence. ~ ,,I still can't believe it," Jungkook mumbles against your skin before pressing more kisses all over your neck. ,,Did you tell the boys?" ,,Not yet." He gives you a peck on the lips. It's late. Jungkook and you lie in the huge bed of one of the guest rooms. Everyone already left except the both of you, Jungkook's cousins and his aunt. The two little boys didn't want to leave Jungkook and so their mum decided that they could sleep over for a night. ,,Gonna tell them tomorrow." You nod and want to lie down on your side, but Jungkook doesn't budge from his position on top of you. He cups your cheek and kisses you languidly, other hand trailing down to fondle with the hem of your sleeping shorts. ,,Jungkook," you sigh. ,,Yeah?" You don't get to say anything as he slides his hand into your shorts, cupping your clothed heat. He starts planting kisses on your neck again, slow and passionate. Fingers brush over your folds, your body twitching when he touches your clit. Your hands fall from the nape of his neck to his shoulders. ,,Koo, no." He perks up the second he registers your demur. ,,What's wrong?" ,,We- we shouldn't...Not again." ,,They won't hear anything," he ensures. ,,I swear your dad always looks at me differently the next morning." ,,No he doesn't," he snickers. ,,He does!" ,,Then be extra quiet today." Voice suddenly as dark as the sky at night. He traces your jawline with his finger. You snort. ,,Why do you always have to be so horny?" ,,Just wanna take care of my baby." His loving gaze so contrary to the meaning behind his words. ,,Your aunt is also here," you reason. ,,Heavy sleeper." Jungkook's hand inside your shorts start moving again and you inhale sharply, having completed forgotten about his hand there. ,,If you say so," you say, voice light as you try so suppress a moan when he presses his thumb on your clit. ,,Yeah? Want me to take care of you?" ,,Uh-huh." Jungkook's kisses you for a moment before he leans back and takes your shorts and panties off in one go. ,,Spread your legs for me, baby." You get comfortable on the bed, resting your head on the fluffy pillow and opening your legs for Jungkook. ,,Oh fuck," he mutters as he lies down and on his stomach, his breathing hitting your bare pussy. While he squeezes your thigh his other hand reaches for your folds, slowly running a finger over your sensitive part. ,,Wanna taste your little pussy so badly." Jungkook doesn't spare another second, wrapping his mouth around your clit and starting to suck. You jolt, a loud sigh erupting from your throat. Jungkook holds you down by your thighs, not allowing you to close them as you try to relax your body. His tongue prods out, tickling your bud. Jungkook watches you closely. He can't get enough of every little reaction he coaxes from you. He finds so much pleasure in knowing that he is the only one making you feel like this. Your hand is buried in his thick hair while you're other one is slowly gripping the sheets beneath you. ,,Your pregnant pussy tastes to good," he mumbles. ,,Yeah?" He hums against your cunt, his low voice sending more arousal straight through you. Jungkook flicks his tongue ferociously, his head moving with his movements. It's hard for you to hold in your moans. His mouth on your pussy is one of your weak spots and the simple sight of seeing him between your legs makes your head already spin. He runs a hand up your body, sliding under your shirt and palming your breast once he's there. While his tongue works on your clit his thumb starts doing the same on your nipple. Your bud immediately hardens. Jungkook's mouth is everywhere, slurping your juices and swallowing them like a starved man. You tug on his hair, chest rising and falling heavily and mind focused on doing everything to prevent any sounds slipping from you. When you can't trust yourself you let loose of the sheets, putting your hand over your mouth. ,,My pretty baby is getting

close, isn't she?" You nod and push his head back to your pussy. He groans at your desperate state. Jungkook pinches your nipple between his finger, coaxing a whine from you. You set your foot on the bed, framing Jungkook's head with your thighs Unconsciously you started moving your hips against his face. Jungkook doesn't stop you from doing so, allowing you to use him as you want. Now both his hands cup your tits, squeezing them tightly and pushing them together. ,,Shit," you whisper into your hand, your climax reaching closer with every rub on his face and every flick of his tongue. The hold on his silky strands tighten, hips start to quiver and loose their rhythm. Your stomach twists, legs drawing closer and trapping Jungkook even more between your legs. You don't have any control over your body anymore. Your eyes waver shut, the darkness that greets you helping you to solely focus on Jungkook's mouth on your pussy. With one last twist on your clit you buck your hips upwards, your climax sending off sparks of pleasure throughout your body. Your eyebrows are so tightly furrowed, so eagerly trying to not get more sounds than little mewls past your lips. ,,That's my good girl," he praises. Your legs shake around him. You bite down your hand to set a stop to all the curses that want to leak out from you. When Jungkook doesn't stop slurping and cleaning up your pussy you push his head away with your hands. ,,Can't get enough of you." Jungkook presses kisses near your quivering pussy, leaving wet trails near your sensitive area. Jungkook is fully enraptured by the look of your throbbing cunt and gives one last lick over your whole pussy. ,,Jungkook," you whine, body jerking. Your legs fall down on the bed again. He sits on his knees now, hands trailing over the beautiful curves of your body. Your eyes are caught up staring at his abs that you don't notice how he takes off his boxer shorts. He leans down with one hand, giving you short kisses on the lips. You reach between your bodies, hand wrapping around his hard cock. Jungkook exhales a shaky breath. His head falls down to your shoulder as your thumb sweeps over his tip and rubs his pre-cum over it. ,,Gonna fuck my princess now, yeah?" He whispers, a little whimper falling from him when you glide your hand over Jungkook's whole length. You nod and wrap your legs around his small waist, bringing him closer to you. He grabs his cock and runs it over your shining folds, the sticky sounds resonated in the quiet room, both of you holding your breaths as Jungkook slowly pushes past your entrance. Your lips part, a small sigh escaping them. ,,You're so fucking tight," he groans. Jungkook doesn't know if it has something to do with your pregnancy but you feel different. Your walls around his cock feel tighter and so much better than anything he ever felt before. ,,I'm not gonna last long." He holds himself up by his forearms caging your head, hips slowly starting to move. ,,Stop clenching so hard around me," he mutters, breathing hard. ,,Can't help it," you whine and move your hands to his back. The stretch of his cock feels so good, already reaching your sweet spot without doing much. ,,Your pussy feels amazing, fuck." Jungkook's hips lunge forward, hitting you hard and deep. ,,Faster, Koo. Go faster." ,,My pregnant girl wants it faster?" His eyes are dark as he watches every change of expression on your face, almost groaning out loud when you mutter a cute "Uh-huh". He speeds up his tempo, giving both of you a hard time holding back your moans. Your nails dig into his broad shoulders, the pain he feels causing him to go even rougher and harder. The headboard slams back against the wall everytime Jungkook thrusts forward. It's always like that, but as soon as you feel Jungkook's cock inside you, you're never able to care about who might hear it. It's only after you're both done and you have to face his parents again when the regret starts kicking in... Jungkook's hand reaches down and starts drawing

circles on your clit. As soon as you feel his thumb on you, you press his head down and kiss him hard. A moan was dangerously close to fall from your mouth. ,,Take your shirt off." He says. Your approaching climax makes it hard for you to take your shirt off. As soon as you throw the fabric away he latches his mouth on your nipple. ,,Can't wait till they're full with milk for my baby," he says, flicking his tongue over your bud. You press your lips together and hold onto his biceps. He palms your breast and weighs them in his hands. ,,They're gonna get so big and full, fuck." He plunges forward with such an intensity, catching you off guard and rutting the headboard so hard against the wal that you're not certain about his parents not being able to hear what you're doing inside this bedroom. ,,Jungkook, control yourself." You know that telling him that is futile, but at least you show some effort in keeping everything quiet. ,,You're so amazing, god, you are so fucking amazing, y/n." He's lost in thoughts, lost in his own world and can't control anything he does anymore. His balls slapping against your skin echoes through the room. ,,Gonna marry you," he moans. ,,Jungkook." You say, voice surprised. ,,Want to make you my wife. You're mine, baby. You're all mine." You're at loss for words and the way he bucks his cock so deep into you doesn't allow you to build coherent sentences. You didn't really talk about marriage. He proposed to you two years ago, but you didn't go into any details and both of you were happy like that till now. But maybe now that you are pregnant it's the right time to finally take that step too. But right now you have other things in mind. ,,Gonna cum," you tell him, cupping his face and drawing him closer to you. ,,Yeah? My girl is gonna cream all over my cock?" ,,Yes, fuck, yes." ,,Me too. Gonna cum too." ,,Cum inside me, fill me up," you whine. Jungkook groans at your words. ,,Gonna shoot my cum in your tight pussy." He captures your lips into a sweet kiss when he feels your walls flutter around him. The kiss swallow your moan as your orgasms washes over you. He slows his rubbing on your clit and soon comes to a stop when your body starts jerking. Jungkook follows you a second later, his hips stuttering and cock twitching. He groans as he spills all of his seed inside you, painting your walls white. You both retract from the kiss, your chest rising up and down heavily. Shocks of pure pleasure rush through you and your legs that are wrapped around him can't stop moving. ,,Oh my God," you whisper breathless. Jungkook stills inside you, head hanging low over your chest. His breath tickles your skin. Your digits roam over his now sweat sheathed back and shoulders, his muscles slack and relaxed. ,,I meant it." Jungkook looms over your face again. ,,Huh?" ,,I want to marry you. Soon." ,,Yeah?" A timid smile spreads on your face. ,,Of course. You're mine and I want the whole world to know." You sink your teeth into your bottom lip. ,,I want to marry you too." A cheeky grin tugs on his lips. ,,I know." You slap his arm. ,,Maybe I'll reconsider if you act like this." He chuckles. ,,You make me so happy, y/n," Jungkook says, all serious again. ,,I don't think you know how thankful I am for you." ,,I know Koo, I know." You slowly run your hands through his hair. ,,I can't wait for the baby." The excited shimmer in his eyes doesn't go unnoticed by you. You raise your head and kiss him shortly, he is too adorable. You want to talk more with him, but you're so drained after what you two just did. ,,I'm sleepy," you admit, keeping your eyes from closing. ,,Then let's sleep- but I want to be inside you," he says and stops you from moving around to much. After a few seconds you're both tucked under the comfy blankets. Jungkook is behind you, keeping a secure arm around you, hand rubbing your stomach in soft strokes till both of you fall asleep. ~ The next morning you wake up due to Jungkook

pressing tender kisses on your neck from behind. You have no clue what time it is, but are only focusing on his kisses and his hard cock inside your pussy. You don't know when he got hard, you both were in a deep slumber up until he woke up and started kissing you. But you love feeling him buried inside you, stretching you open and making you feel so full. ,,What time is it?" Your voice is hoarse from your sleep. ,,Dunno," he mutters against your skin and continues pampering you with smooches on your neck and shoulder. ,,Are they awake?" You know what Jungkook wants - his hard cock inside you says enough - but you also don't want anyone to suddenly come in. ,,Probably not. Didn't hear anything." His hand wanders to your naked chest, squeezing your flesh. ,,So soft," he mumbles to himself. You giggle at his sleepy voice and turn your head to be able to look at him. His eyes are barely open, face puffy and hair a mess. Cute. ,,Wanna fuck?" You're not even surprised at his bold question. ,,Can I ride you?" ,,Hell yes." In one swift motion Jungkook pulls you onto his lap. His cock slipped out of you during change of position, but you quickly hold his cock by its shaft and ease yourself onto him again. ,,God, you're so big," you murmur as you take him again. Jungkook is now fully awake, watching you with big eyes when you start lifting your body up and down. He can't get over how beautiful you look like, freshly out of bed and ready to fuck him. You are perfect, so perfect for him. ,,Just look at you taking my cock so well." He puts his hand behind his head, eyes roaming all over your body and taking pleasure in watching you. You steady yourself on his muscular chest, rocking your hips back and forth. ,,That's it - fuck, that's it, baby." Jungkook groans quietly, hands reaching for your waist and helping with the movements. ,,I love watching you ride my cock, shit. You're so fucking sexy." ,,Yeah? You like that?" ,,Fuck yes, baby." You lean forward, bouncing up and down on his cock, a few whines erupting from your mouth as his cock brushes over your sensitive parts inside you. ,,Oh my God," you sigh. Jungkook lifts his hips up and moves in unison with you. His dick reaches way deeper like that. As your orsgams nears you let Jungkook have more control, slowly stopping your motions and coaxing Jungkook to thrust upwards beneath you. His hands find your ass, giving it a squeeze before spanking it. You drag one hand to his shoulders, holding him tightly as his thrusts grow more rapid. With the other one you start touching your clit, toying with your little bud. ,,You're cock feels so good," you mewl, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck. ,,You like how I fuck you, hm?" He whispers into your ear. ,,Yes! Fuck, I love it so much." You press your head further into his neck when you feel the slightest brush of his thumb on your puckered hole. He quickly spits on his fingers and spreads it over your hole. Then he roams his thumb over it again, gingerly pushing in. ,,Jungkook," you whine, brows furrowing in pleasure as you take all the different sensations in. ,,You good?" ,,Yes, I'm- I'm good..." Talking is hard now. The coil in your stomach is suddenly so close to snap, taking you by surprise at how fast it's approaching. ,,I-I'm gonna-" You can't finish your sentence, your whole body already shuddering and fluttering. ,,Oh fuck," Jungkook curses, your tight pussy not leaving him any other choice than cumming right then and there. You're so tight, it makes him go crazy. Jungkook's cum shoots inside you, his seed filling up your pussy. You welcome the warm feeling of his cum inside you. He rocks his hips upwards a few more times, prolonging the pleasure until he can't no more. ,,Your pussy is driving me insane." You giggle tiredly and pull yourself up from his body. Your fingers skim over his abs. ,,Maybe if you-" Suddenly a knock on the door interrupts you. You're instantly alarmed. You grab the sheets behind you and drag them

over your naked body, leaning down and hugging Jungkook to hide his nudity too. ,,Jungkook-ah, breakfast is almost ready!" Jungkook's mum calls. Despite her loud voice her tone still seems gentle and friendly. Luckily she doesn't come in. ,,We're coming!" Jungkook answers. He is able to hold back is unsteady breathing unlike you. ,,Okay!" His mother answers and you hear her walking down the hall. ,,Do you think we'll have time to shower?" You manage to asks between long breaths. ,,Nah." His fingers skittle down your bare back. You huff. ,,I'm filled with your cum." ,,It's not like you've never been through a whole day with your pussy stuffed with my cum before." He grins, the memory flashing through his mind making him want to devour you all over again. ,,I had no other choice," you grumble. ,,Poor baby," he mocks, though he was the reason that you were left with no choices that day. ,,But that shouldn't be a problem, babe." Jungkook flips you around. His cock slides out of you as he scoots down and spreads your legs widely. Your mixed cum slowly spills out. Jungkook doesn't allow it to drop on the sheets, his mouth latching on your leaking hole and swallowing every bit of your mixed arousal that dribbles from you. ,,Fuck," you sigh, back arching off the bed. You stare at the ceiling as you run your hand through his messy hair. Your body jerks every time his nose brushes over your clit, your climax still affecting you - that beautiful dizzy feeling still lingering in every part of your body. ,,Don't think I'll need breakfast anymore," he says when he is finished cleaning you up. ,,Yeah you do. You're always hungry." He kisses your body up, stomach, chest, neck till he is hovering over your face. ,,Hungry for you." ,,Stop being so cheesy!" You grimace. He chuckles and runs a hand through your dishevelled hair. ,,I'm only being romantic," he clarifies. ,,Don't like it," you pout. ,,Jungkook-ah!" his dad yells from upstairs. ,,Breakfast is ready!" ,,We gotta go, baby." Jungkook pecks your forehead, but you cup his head to steal one last kiss from him. Then you aim to sit up, but he doesn't let you until he gives your belly one last smooch and a gentle rub. ~ Jungkook and you are the last ones to sit down on the table outside, but no one comments on that. They already started eating, but you can't me mad at them. You let them wait for...quiet some time. This time he sits next to you, his cousins also didn't try to get you away from him. But as soon as Jungkook and you joined them outside they started talking to him, immediately wanting Jungkook's attention before he even sat down. You'd never get over how cute the relationship between Jungkook and his cousins is. You can't wait to see him interact with your own baby once your precious little bean is going to be with you. Jungkook is going to be the best dad that you could ever possibly imagine, you know that for sure. As everyone of you devours the breakfast with laughter and happiness, something comes to your mind. Love. You suddenly think of love. That precious little thing that you were so afraid of years ago, but now are surrounded with it without being scared. It's not your first thought though. Your first thought was something different. Jungkook. When you think about love the first thing that comes to your mind is Jungkook. You unwarily turned your head to look at him. Jungkook feels your stare, instantly tilting his head to you. He doesn't know why you are looking at him with that peculiar shine in your eyes, but regardless of the reason, he starts beaming at you - that radiant bunny smile that you can't get enough of. You know you are in the middle of having breakfast with your family, but you couldn't care less at the moment. You scoot closer, mouth aiming for his cheek and giving him a light peck. ,,I love you," you whisper into his ear - hidden from all the others and only for him to hear - as you linger close to his face. ,,I love you," he says just as quiet,

biting down his

lip to stop himself from grinning like a lovesick teenager. When you break your gaze away from Jungkook you're met with a few people staring at the both of you with fond eyes - especially both of your mums, they never miss something. Jungkook clears his throat, knowing that you don't like the attention of everyone on you. ,,Yah! You both didn't left any for me!" Jungkook scolds his little cousins for eating all of his favourite side dish, causing them to giggle at his playful scowl. Minseok opens his mouth and takes the already chewed food out, offering Jungkook the piece with a vicious chuckle. ,,Ah," he smacks his lips, cocking his head to the side and briefly sighing in disappointment. ,,I hope you both know that I won't be playing soccer with you from now on." He smacks his lips and uses his chopsticks to grab food, halfway through deciding to place it at your plate for you to eat. While Minseok - who is sitting next to Jungkook - starts jutting his bottom lip out and tilting his head up to look at him with big pleading eyes - his tiny fingers still offering him that chewed piece of food - Minhyuk already starts claiming that he is way better at playing soccer anyway. ,,You wanna bet on it?" Jungkook asks, patting Minseok's head in reassurance while looking at the older one with a brow arched. ,,Jungkook-ah, didn't you see how good of a football player he became yesterday? My boys are so good in playing, aren't they?" Jungkook's aunt defends her sons. ,,We'll see after breakfast," Jungkook teases, knowing how to rile his cousin up. You shake your head amused. No one's that interested in provoking an eight year old like Jungkook is. They both continue bickering - Minseok not paying any attention to that, rather being focused on the saliva coated food he had picked out of his mouth and plays with it on the table, completely enchanted and in his own bubble - making everyone laugh around the table. As you watch the moment unfold in front of you, your heart swells with love. It's Jungkook. Jungkook is the answer to love.

Something Wicked This Way Comes

An unexpected visitor arrives on Halloween Night. 

And the Truth shall be revealed. 

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 6,829

Genre: established relationship, supernatural elements of horror, angst, smut, a liiiittle bit of fluff

Warnings: jungkook is wearing a lot of leather, mentions of death, mentions of depression, verbal insults (not between reader and jk), a little bit of spookiness, clit rubbing, penetrative sex, slight cum play, mild/moderate levels of angst. 

A/N: hiiiiiiii I am back? Sort of? I am in the DEPTHS of my first semester of grad school but I had to release this because it’s for a very special lady aka my best friend @bulletproofbirdy​!!! Today is her birthday and she deserves way more than this riot of a fic but it has Jungkook in tight leather pants and a whole lot of positive emotional development (both of which she is a big fan of). Rachel, my dear, I hope you enjoy this. This is entirely dedicated to you. Love you lots. 

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just friends || (M)

The transition from best friends to best friends with benefits is never easy, especially when there’s a daddy kink involved.

Or, “You love to run your mouth, don’t you, baby girl?”

pairing: best friend!jungkook x reader

genre: uh best friend AU but really just an excuse for angsty smut

word count: 9k

warnings: smut, dirty talk, spanking, daddy kink sORRY, dom!jungkook, jungkook just being a little shit basically

A/N: YES OKAY THIS IS ONE OF MY FIRST FICS AND HAS NOT BEEN EDITED you have been warned!! this is based on the song Friends by Marshmello. 

CHAPTERS: 01 | 02 | 03 (final)

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PART ONE

The opening and closing of the apartment door hardly registered in your mind, choosing instead to continue flipping through the latest issue of your Cosmo magazine. Sure, there was a slim chance that the person entering your home was an intruder with murderous intentions but given the hour you were more than certain the loud footsteps nearing your way belonged to your roommate arriving home from his trip to the gym.

“Ah, there she is! My favorite nun.” Jungkook’s voice rang out from behind you.

You huffed and said farewell to the article that was meant to tell you whether or not vajazzling was right for you as you shut the magazine entirely. You were sat upright on the couch, legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles comfortably.

“Can I fucking help you, Kook?” You asked, turning your head to look at your impolite roommate.

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Jungkook x Reader: Time of my Life

Summary: That time when you had to take up the role of your friend when she suddenly injured her leg. Yes dancing with an (almost stranger) partner wasn't as bad as you imagined it to be.

A/n: Happy Birthday Jungkookie. I never thought I'd be able to complete it before 1st Sept 11:59pm KST. Hugely inspired from the 1987 movie "Dirty Dancing". (Watch it if you haven't)

W/c: 19.5k

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When you joined the entertainment label you barely thought you'd find yourself here, in the arms of Jeon Jungkook trying to perfect mambo steps nonetheless. No, you didn't hate him, but it's just you don't know him well, even though He was your best friend's partner since forever. 

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2 days ago

"Where are you?" Yuna, the closest person you had to a best friend, scolded you over the phone. "On my way! I'm almost there. Sorry, one of the formations took too much time!" You said as you hung up and rushed into the studio you were supposed to be ½ an hour ago. You bowed to the other in the room as Yuna sent a glare towards you and stood in position. Yes, this was a ritual for Yuna to gather all of the choreographers and lead dancers of the label to show their final choreography before any competition. 

The music started and you watched Yuna and Jungkook dance with grace. They caught every beat together, every step Jungkook did, Yuna met him halfway. You've watched them together so many times and you're left in awe every time. No matter how many times she tells you there's nothing between them you refuse to believe that there's NO feelings involved. How else do you trust and are so in sync with a person?

1 day ago

You received a call from one of the staff and rushed to where they called you. 

"Oh my god. Yuna! Are you okay?!" You rushed to her, the poor girl was withering in pain. Jungkook ran into the room and scooped her in his strong arms, "we need to take her to the hospital" he said looking at you and you followed him out of the building. Turns out Yuna tore a ligament and her movement is restricted for 3 months. 

"Oh my god! Are you okay? Do you feel pain?" You asked. She sat there crying her eyes out as Jungkook was already there to comfort her in his arms. "I fucked up the compitition" she said, and you sighed. "Yuna c'mon it happens" she said and as Jungkook left her side to go grab a juice she hugged you, you caressed her hair. "It's not right for Kook to suffer," she said. "Hey, he'll understand, it's not like you did it. It just happened" you assured her. "Y/n you were the only one who was in alot of the practices. I know you pick up choreography just by watching it once or twice. You have it memorised don't you?!" She looked at you with big puppy eyes, and now you felt nervous with the direction the talk was going in. "I-" you stuttered and she continued. "I know you do, you pointed out that change in one of the postures and poses. Please Y/n, do it for me, not the company" she said. "You know I don't do intimate dances, this is mambo" you said. "Y/n you've done more intimate and difficult dances with your dancers" she said. "Yes but they are MY dancers. This is YOUR partner whom I barely know. I mean it, I don't even know his surname. What is he Kim? Lee?" You said and shrugged, trying to reason with her. "It's Jeon" Jungkook's voice rang from the back and you both looked at him "and are you crazy? Y/n L/N? Mambo with me? She freaked out when that new dancer touched her arm a bit out of place" he said, you didn't know if you should be happy as he's siding with you or feel offended. 

Yuna shook her head and looked at you "Y/n if you don't do this we'll be out for the whole rest of the year, not just this season. Which also means no payment for both of us" she said, "Jungkook shouldn't have to, no shut up" she stopped and shushed Jungkook's protests and said "he shouldn't have to live with this, please, at least try?" She looked at you with hopeful eyes, even though Jungkook said otherwise, he did too.

"Okay! I will try! But no promises" you said and Yuna cheered. 

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Hence, here you were, "your form is good, but you're too stiff" Jungkook remarked, as he tried the steps with you. "Y/n stiff with Jiminie (your lead dancer). You know what, both of you, go get coffee, get to know each other or Y/n will never loosen up”. You both tried to protest but Yuna wasn’t having any, even on the wheelchair she made you two do exactly what she wanted. Hence, after being thrown out of the studio you both walked to the Hybe cafe and grabbed your drinks. “Wah you like (Your favorite drink with special ingredient) I thought you'd be more of a matcha person” he said. “Why would you think that?” You asked and he shrugged chuckling. You learned that Jungkook was also born in Busan and in the same neighborhood as Yuna. He has an elder brother and has been dancing all his life, however he started mambo with Yuna on a whip. “Wait, so You've only ever danced with Yuna?” you asked in shock. “No, but I’ve only ever performed with Yuna,” he said and sipped his drink. You also told him about your family, and how dance has been your only outlet in childhood. How you never really have many real friends so new people scare you. That was when you realized he was as nervous as you were in this situation. But, if you didn’t overcome this both of them would be out for the whole year, until next spring. You sipped and completed the rest of your drink in one go and stood up. “Okay Jeon Jungkook, let's mambo” you said, and he almost choked, “Wah? What happened suddenly?” he asked. “I found my motivation” you said and walked and started walking towards the studio. Jungkook shook his head to see your phone still lying on the table and he quickly grabbed it before following you. 

Mid-way in the elevator, when you felt your pockets empty you exclaimed, “Oh no MY Phone!!” startling the others in the elevator. “This?” Jungkook said and smirked, showing his bunny teeth. You sighed and grabbed it “you could have told me sooner” you whined, “and miss that expression? Nah” he said and the two of you laughed. When you entered the studio you felt a bit better. 

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“Hands up, look into my eyes” Jungkook said, and you obeyed. “Y/n you can move a bit more closer, Jungkook doesn’t have cooties” Yuna said and again you obeyed. “Let him lead, as misogynistic as it sounds,” Yuna added again. “And 3, 2, 1, Turn, pull” Yuna said on the beat, and Jungkook twirled you and pulled you close, your back to his chest. You sucked in a breath as he lead you into the move, his hands roaming your body. “Pause!” you almost screamed and pushed him away and rushed out of the room. “Yuna wheeled behind you, before leaving she signaled Jungkook who was ready to run after you to stay put. “Y/n? Are you okay?” she asked as she found you crouched near the wall. “It’s uncomfortable right? I understand, If you want I-” she tried to comfort you but you interrupted her and said “No” you said "I will do this" you added and walked back while pushing Yuna with you. 

"Are you okay?" Jungkook asked as soon as you entered and you nodded. You tried the step again. "Y/n? Are you in pain?" Jungkook asked when you found your eyes shut tightly. You shook your head "go on" you said. "I can't. It seems like this step is physically hurting you" he said with concern in your eyes. You huffed and crouched down, and Jungkook did the same beside you, stroking your hair "are you okay?" And you nodded.

"Why don't we do it slowly little by little, do it progressively until you're okay with it?" He suddenly suggested. And you looked at him, into his big doe eyes his look was so sincere. You nodded and he pulled you up. And you did, did it once as he touched you little by little lightly. It felt less and less uncomfortable as he kept talking to you, telling you about his and Yuna's childhood days. 

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4 days later

"It's Pre-Shoot Day!!" Yuna cheered as Jungkook and you got into the company car. "Could you be any more excited?" You asked about drinking the (your favorite drink) that Jungkook brought with his latte. "We don't need to perform today, just a shoot and a small video," Jungkook said. 

He had your hand in his, the whole way, you felt comfortable and guilty. The past few days you've come to find a strange form of comfort in Jungkook. But, you knew it was wrong, Jungkook wasn't yours to hold. Him and you are just for the time being, it's him and Yuna, it always has been, by the looks of it. Then again you didn't have the heart to pull your hand away, so this once just this once you'll grab this one chance for yourself even if it's for 2 weeks. 

So you did, you aced the photo shoot and the video shoot. "You both have such good chemistry almost as good as Jungkook and Yuna" the director said and you tried your best to not let your smile falter, that was supposed to be a compliment, then  why did it feel the opposite. Jungkook cleared his throat and said "if it's done then we'll be off director nim" he said and pulled you away by your wrist. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, searching for your face that had almost dimmed and was drained of the excitement that you had a few minutes ago. You nodded and parted ways to get back to the green room. You were about to enter, when you heard the stylists that were previously aiding you discussing. 

"She's just a stand in"

"She isn't even half the elegance that Yuna had"

"Yeah I don't know if they'll be able to even win this year"

You hand tightened around the handle and you pushed in, grabbed your things and walked out. You went straight outside and hailed a cab and went back to the company building.

The staff were shocked when they watched you walk in teary eyed and step right into your studio and lock it. If someone would listen intently they'd hear the sound of sobbs from inside. As soon as the news reached Yuna she asked the staff to quickly take her to you.

"Y/n" she called from outside. "I swear to go, I will break this door if required if you don't open…what?.. you have a key" the last part was probably directed to whoever was there outside with her. "We have a key we'll get in, so just unlock and let me in. Just me. Promise" she said. You slowly walked to the door and pried it open and Yuna wheeled in and closed the door. 

"Did Jungkook do something? Say something? I'll kill-" Yuna was interrupted when you shook your head and said "no". "Just that-" you sighed and decided to tell her everything that happened, starting from the director's comments to what the staff said. "Y/n, those are dumb insignificant people who don't even know what they are talking about" Yuna said caressing your hair. "It's just, what if I pull you two down?" you asked. "You won't" the sound came from behind you two, there stood Jungkook in his normal baggy clothes near the studio door. "Go away" you said and pulled your knees to your chest and put your head down. "No" he said and instead came and sat beside you. "C'mon" he said and forced your head on his shoulder "stop considering me an outsider" he whined and you broke into a smile. He's such a good friend, you thought. 

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2 more days later

"You won't look through social media until the performance" Yuna said and uninstall your apps. 

"People are shit talking I know" you said and sighed. "Y/n would never be Yuna" you said and sighed again. "Y/n doesn't need to be Yuna, just Y/n can rock everyone with her dance and smile" Jungkook said with his bunny smile. The smile that has brought you comfort even during your multiple breakdowns. You smiled and mirrored his expression.

You both almost spent over 16 hours of the day together to practice and just parted ways to sleep. All the choreography was nearly perfected except the two lifts. You often lost balance and that was where you were tense.

"Yuna? Should I take you to the hospital tomorrow?" You asked. "Nope, you two carry on, manager nim will bring me and I think I'll take off. Why am I even working so hard if I am not dancing" she said and the two of you laughed. Hence, the next day you felt nervous, when you stepped into the studio to meet only Jungkook. He looked at you through the mirror, and smiled his bunny smile. You both lay the mattresses to practice the lifts. You both start off with a run through of the choreo, neither of you speak a word. The tension was seriously so thick you could cut it with a knife. Being alone with Jungkook did something weird to your brain. His every touch sent goosebumps down your spines. The first lift was easy and you managed it, then the bridge came, then you both prepared, you ran towards him and he was ready and you lightened your body and he picked you up with ease as you held your pose. And he put you down, and as if in reflex he immediately found his hand on your waist, the other on your neck and pulled you in, crashing his lip onto yours. He walked and pushed you while kissing you, until your back hit the mirror. Your both mouths are running in sync. The feeling of his lips on yours made you forget everything, who you were, what you are. Suddenly, realisation hit you, and you pushed him away. "Y/n? What's wrong?" he asked in utter confusion. "How could you?" You said and looked at him with disappointment. Walking out on him. 

How could I let this happen? She's my best friend?! What will she think? Fuck!, You thought. Jungkook kept calling but you never received them. Jungkook got impatient as time went and he finally called Yun and explained everything to her. Thank god she skipped the teasing (for now) and immediately called you. 

You flinched the moment you saw the name on the screen. How could you talk to her after what you've done? 

Both Yuna and for you to get back to either of them, but you didn't. So, when it was the next afternoon and you still hadn't come to the studio or called, Yuna decided to take matters into her own hands.

Meanwhile you wallowed in self-pity and sorrow and guilt. Ever since college days you knew Yuna was in love with Jungkook even though she didn't admit it. You watched the two of them perform together and the thought became a belief, you didn't really have any reason so you never really spoke to Jungkook beyond the pleasantries. But now being around him and your feelings. You felt dumb that the first crush you had in a while is the person your bestfriend is in love with. How could you just up and kiss him and do this?! Where was your conscience? Yuna would never want to see you again. What- 

Your thoughts were interrupted by the knock on the door. Who was it now? You walked to the door and opened it only to meet eyes with your best friend. "Y/n! You crazy lady" she said and rammed her wheelchair inside before you could react, so you moved and let her in. Might as well face her, the staff member behind her bowed and signaled you to shut the door.

You didn't say a word, "what's wrong with you?" She asked and you were still silent, you didn't know what to tell her. Did Jungkook not tell her? "Yuna I- I- did something terrible and I'm so sorry" you said and Yuna was confused, "I'm sorry I-I- kissed-" you stopped, you felt like your lung would explode. "Jungkook?" She completed your sentence and you looked at her. Was she here to confront you? "Why did you run away?" She asked. "I was so sorry cause I know you-" you stopped again and Yuna asked "Y/n why would you be sorry? It's just Jungkook" she said and you looked at her, your turn to be confused. 

"You're not angry? Why are you so okay?!" You asked.

"Why will I be if my two best friends are finally getting together, specially when one of the said best friends has been pining over the other for ages" she said and you stuttered"but I thought you, you and him- you" 

"I always told you I didn't like him, we just have that chemistry cause we know each other since we were in diapers. He's like a brother to me" she said and you sat down. Yuna came to you and wiped your tears away. "Y/n, you fool" she said and pulled you into a hug. "Do you know how long I've waited for you two to interact? He's been pining after you since 3 years ago when we joined the entertainment" she said, and you were shocked. Jungkook is generally quiet on the outside so maybe you never even noticed him like that. 

"Please go to him, he almost cried last night when you switched off your phone for him" Yuna said and you fiddled with your hair. 

Yuna dropped you at the company building with almost a threat to pulverize both of you, if you didn't "fix this". 

You looked through the little glass window to see Jungkook lying on the ground. You opened the door and he said "did you talk to her Yu-" he stopped talking when he looked at the door and saw you standing instead. Suddenly, you felt extremely conscious of yourself and your messy hair that you noticed now with the mirror in front of you. "Hi" was all you could muster as you walked in further, but he was still silent and still. "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you" you said and he frowned in confusion. 

"I was really under the impression that you liked Yuna and I freaked out cause. I liked you and thought that you didn't but you ki-" you were shut off by the force of his lips on yours. And you wrapped your hands around his neck and closed your eyes. 

"You're all I have ever liked" he said when he finally parted. "Like are you blind?" I brought you coffee and food so many times" he said, pouting. "I thought you were just being nice or Yuna sent them, you never really said anything apart from Food for you and a smile" you defended yourself and he pulled you into a hug. 

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Hence, here you were, on the day of the competition. Hand in hand with Jungkook on standby waiting for the host to call out your name. 

Now I've had the time of my life 

No, I never felt like this before 

Yes I swear, it's the truth 

And I owe it all to you

You both started the routine, hitting every step as the crowd cheered on.

Now with passion in our eyes 

There's no way we could disguise it secretly 

So we take each other's hand  'Cause we seem to understand the urgency

Everyone was surprised with the energy and chemistry that you radiated, the ease with which Jungkook made you move and you followed his lead. You both nailed the 1st lift. It was just you and him, nothing and nobody else mattered. 

Just remember,

You're the one thing 

I can't get enough of 

So I'll tell you something 

This could be love, because 

I've had the time of my life

That part came and Jungkook smiled. He trusted the both of you and you just need to have faith. You both parted away and you rushed towards him and with a simple movement he picked you up steadying the two of you and you held the position. The cloud erupted in a cheer as he put you down continuing the choreography. 

'Cause I've had the time of my life 

And I've searched through every open door 

'Til I found the truth  

And I owe it all to you.

You both hugged tight as cheers burst out among the crowd, even the other dancers were clapping and cheering so hard. Jungkook and you walked down the stage and Yuna pulled you both into hugs. "I'm so proud of you two, especially you Y/nie." She said.

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2 months later

"You set the bar too high for me," Yuna grumbled, as this season's trophy shined on the studio shelf. "Can you both stop eating faces and listen to me!" Yuna's yelling brought you back two back from your world.

"My baby is going away for a week with that Jimin hyung" Jungkook said grumbling. "Aw, don't be jealous, there's also Felix, Minghao and Wooyoung" you said, patting his head as he grumbled further and reluctantly stood up to restart practicing with Yuna. 

"I love you and trust you, don't worry," he said. "I wasn't worried, but I love you too, " you replied. 

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