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Liana

27 | BTS | Loki | random

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The Little Wife

Genres• Romcom, Nsfw!, Blood (Jungkook cuts himself on accident), Body shaming, and Lingerie

Duos• Poly!Mafia!BTS X Chubby! Reader

“ There you are, my little creampuff.”

This is Jungkook; He goes by many known aliases, Kookie, Bunny boy, Golden Maknae, International Playboy, but his favorite is your boyfriend. Yep, it's touching five years you sweethearts have been together, and Jungkook loves every moment of it.

“ Kookie, Please-not outside.” You begged him to crease the public display of affection. He kept a grip on the curve of your rump, ignoring your weak endeavor to keep him at bay and silent the assault of his pepper kisses on the crook of your neck. “ Y-You asked me to meet you here for a reason.”

That stopped him. “Right!” He frantically fiddled in his pockets. “ Shoot! Where did it go?” Wait, Wait, now he remembers, he didn’t want to put it in his pocket because of the hole, so he put it- “ Ah-ha!” Stretching the elastic in his joggers dug in the front of his pants.

“Kookie!” You blocked the front of him in case of prying eyes.

“Ugh, Here!” A velvet purple box? Why in his pants of all places?!

Oh lord, It's warm.

Jungkook held tight for your reaction.

“Kookie it’s not my birthday or anything-“

Feeling deeply insulted, Jungkook sneered. “ Creampuff, I don't need any holiday or special events to tell me when I should give you the love and support you deserve.” He snatched you into his arms. “ Now, Open it”

A diamond ring!? You always asked yourself how Kookie could afford such lavish trinkets and materials and when you asked, he would hush over the question with a kiss to your lips.

“Kookie, it's quite dazzling but-”

“But?”

You gazed in his doe eyes with a troubled look. “ I can't take this and keep a clear conscience.” You gently placed it back into his hands. “ You might thing get the idea I’m only with you for your money but I love you as you are, Kookie.”

He smirked, taking the ring out the box and dangle it above his head. “ This measly rock is worthless compared to you...See.” Jungkook attempted to crush the ‘rock’ in his fist, but when he uncurled his fist, the diamond was still intact, yet the skin on his palm not so much. “Stronger than I thought.”

“Your bleeding!” You rampaged through your purse, retrieving the small first aid kit you keep for..well, Jungkook. He often turns up with nicks and scratches on him somehow. “ I will wear the ring just no more trying to break diamonds.”

“You're a peach, Puff.”

“You want more tattoos?” The meat hissed as you tossed it into the full greased pan.

“Yea. I think I look more badass.” Jungkook ogled at your apron, squeezing the plush around your waist, growing envious of its frilly pink lace straps. “ Don't you agree?”

He pressed your back against his chest, admiring the sweet smell of your hair. Your hips molded perfectly for his large hands. So soft and squishy.

“At this rate, You’ll be more tattoo than man” You had a point; Jungkook's left and right arms were already engulfed in black ink. “But whatever your decision is, I'm always behind you.”

Dinner is served. The delicious spread whiff about your house while the food occupies Jungkook you took the opportunity to clean the kitchen.

“Creampuff!?”

“Yeah!?”

“Why aren't you wearing the lingerie I brought?” You could tell Jungkook’s cheeks were full. “You don't like it?”

Why would you wear lingerie just to cook dinner? “ I thought it was for special occasions-”

“Again, with this special occasion nonsense, Puff.” Jungkook sighed, “Can I please see you in it? Pleaseeee!” He begged; you can practically see his puppy dog eyes through the thin walls.

“Alright...Al-alright.” Where did you put that godforsaken thing? One day, Jungkook came home with yet again another present. I mean, don't get me wrong, your always grateful Jungkook keeps you in mind, but lingerie doesn't suit your fancy. It's discouraging when you don't look as good as the models.

Ah-ha! Found you! Now....how do you put this thing on?

Going on twelve minutes now, Jungkook sat in the dining room alone. Did you hurt yourself? Maybe he should go check-

Click Clack

Purple see-through lace has never looked so good. The loosened straps fall off your shoulders gracefully, the gown stopped mid-thigh, although he could see your panties, he can't see your bare breast...matter of fact, He can't really see you in detail. You were standing in the dark part of the staircase.

Jungkook squinted. “Creampuff, You need to step in closer...Come here.”

“it's cooler over here.” You lied. A lie Jungkook is too intelligent to fall for.

“ Your so silly, Puff. No, seriously, come here.” Jungkook pats his lap, inviting you to sit. “Or do you want me to chase-”

“No! You can see me perfectly fine from where you are- I'm going to go change.”

Something's off; Jungkook grabbed your waist before you even dreamed about heading upstairs. He pulled into the light to see a heartbreaking discovery; your eyes were red and puffy, and your face was flushed. You've been crying.

“My creampuff was wrong!?” Jungkook held your face in your hands as if you were glass. “Don’t cry. What's the matter?”

“I look ugly.” You sobbed, “I’m all fat. I could you love a whale-like me.”

Jungkook's eye twitched. “ You know how I feel about you using the F word.” Effortlessly, He picked you up to carry you to the dinner table and sat you on his lap. “Who said you were ugly?”

“ I did.”

“ You did?”

You shooked your head.

“Well, that's no good.” He kept his hand on your hip. “Because I think you're gorgeous. My extremely breathtaking Creampuff that I kiss. “ He pecked your cheek. “ And hug” He wrapped his arms around your chubby waist. “ And I will happily fucking rail on this table.” He growled in your ear.

“ Kookie!” You gasped.

He grinned before attacking you're exposed chest with kisses.

Knock Knock Knock Knock!

“Who could that be at this hour?”

“Ignore them.” He mumbled in your chest. “ If they were important, they would have a key-”

“We smelled Yn’s cooking for outside.” Jimin swaggered in, dropping his duffel bag on the floor. “ Hi, Sweetheart” He leaned over to planting a kiss on your lips.

“Mmm-mwah, Hello, Jiminie!”

Pissed off Jungkook snapped. “ Who's we?”

“Honey, I'm Home.” Taehyung smiled at Yn. “Honeybee!”

You jumped up. “ Baby Bear!”

Taehyung picked you up and spun you around. “I missed you!”

You pinched his cheeks and pecked his nose. “ How was work?”

“Same old same old, but it's a lovely surprise to see you all dressed up for me when I get home.” Taehyung's hand rested on your ass and gave it a quick squeeze.

You giggled but screeched after thrown into Jimin’s chest.

Jungkook bumped foreheads with Taehyung. “ Creampuff is dressed up for me until you and Jimin-hyung came in.”

“Sharing is caring, Young one.” Taehyung gave him an eat-shit grin.

Meanwhile, in the background.

You whispered to Jimin. “You're my favorite, Jiminie.”