So Happy To See Y'all Are Loving The Namjoon Oneshot!! Like Mentioned I'm Working On Unsinkable Chapter

So happy to see y'all are loving the Namjoon oneshot!! Like mentioned I'm working on Unsinkable Chapter 6 and the Jin oneshot although there will be some time between these two, mainly due to the oneshot being longer than I thought it'd be. What would you like to see in the meantime? I was thinking I could a small drabble about If Walls Could Talk Tae?? Let me know what you think!

Update

Alrighty! Just finished the next updates for One That I Want and Unsinkable, my creative juices have been flowing and let's hope it stays that way.

We only have a chapter or two left of Unsinkable, after that I think I may go through with turning the Seokjin drabble into a short or full fanfic, I also have a super fun idea for a Jimin fanfic so stayed tuned for that!

Finally One That I Want chapter 11 will be posted this Friday at 12am EDT, and Unsinkable chapter 7 will be posted next week on Monday at 12am EDT, I hope you'll enjoy them!

-Maria💜

Unsinkable ||j.jk|| - Chapter 4

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Description: The 1910s are the peak of passenger ships, it was also the peak of classism, Jungkook is a third class immigrant from Korea, and you are a first class “prisoner” not wanting to go back to a life of strict standards. Once you meet Jungkook, life seems worth living, but when tragedy strikes, will you guys make it out to live the life you planned?

Genre: One-shot, Titanic AU, poor/artist!JK x rich!f reader, angst, fluff, very slight smut, forbidden love.

Warnings: Jungkook draws you n*ked.

Word Count: 1.4k

How you managed to get Jungkook to meet you at your cabin was a bit complicated. It was like a game of telephone, your sweet chambermaid had agreed to pass a note over to the ship staff, a steward then took the note to Jungkook, although it didn't help that he had won tickets from someone else, the poor steward had to ask around, until he finally found his cabin.

It was a bit late, so when Jungkook opened the door, he was down to his unmentionables, with only a thin long sleeve covering his torso. The steward looked away, holding out the note for him, “you must be special for a first class chambermaid to send you a note,” Jungkook took it as soon as he heard first-class, “thank you,” he said, shutting the door on the steward’s face.

Chris and Taehyung teased him, knowing exactly who this note was from.

“Our sweet, lovesick Jungkookie, are you going to go see your first-class love?” Taehyung cooed, as his friend got dressed.

“Shut it,” Jungkook rolled his eyes, “I’m not sure what time I’ll be back today, but I’ll see you all later,” he bid his friends goodbye, he slipped on his jacket, one he had stolen back when he tried to get into mass to talk to you, and grabbed his messenger bag, which had his sketchbook and art supplies. His head was overrun with thoughts so by the time he made it to your door he had no clue how he'd gotten there.

He only waited a couple seconds after knocking on your door, when it opened he was met with the sight of you in what looked like a thin satin robe, your hair was down, a difference from your usual updo, it highlighted your face features well, you immediately pulled him in, he stumbled slightly behind you as you took a quick glance around the hallway, ensuring there was no one there, once you thought the coast was clear you locked the door, slowly turning around to see him.

He looked like he had just awoken, his hair looked messy, he was wearing an undershirt and a pair of well-worn brown slacks, accompanied by also well-worn moccasins. His head was slightly tilted as he eyed you curiously, and you couldn't stop yourself from walking up to him and pulling him down by his shirt so you could connect your lips to his.

Jungkook was shocked at first, but then he let himself go, taking hold of your hips as he kissed you back, trying to convey how much he had missed you, how much he wanted you, the desperation between both of you was so apparent. You pulled away first, Jungkook tried to find your lips again but was met with your cheek instead, hearing the wonderful sound of your giggles.

“I'm sorry it took me so long to get my head out of my ass Kookie,” you apologized, looking down with a bit of your bottom lip between your teeth. You felt his hand on your cheek, leaning into its warmth as he gently moved your head so you would look at him. “It’s okay dear,” his voice was soft, almost like a whisper. His voice felt like honey against your ears, the term of endearment making your stomach flip in the most wonderful of ways, “so, what made you call me to your cabin specifically?” he asked you, pulling his hand away from your face. You only pouted for a second before you took his hand in yours and led him to the sofa in the middle of the room, sitting him down and walking away.

“Where are you going?” you heard him chuckle.

“Did you bring your sketchbook?”

Jungkook took off his bag and opened it, pulling out the leather bound book and his pencils. “Yes, I did, I’m not sure why you asked me to-” he stopped, looking at the beautiful heart-shaped stone in your hand.

“Namjoon gave it to me,” the mention of your fiancé had him burrowing his eyebrows, and although he knew he had no right being jealous — especially since the older was the one to put a ring on your finger — he couldn't help that feeling.

“It's beautiful Ynie,” he stated. You were too busy caressing the gem to notice he wasn't even looking at it when he said those words.

“I was thinking of wearing it when we get down from the ship, we could sell it and use the money to start anew,” you looked at him so hopeful, so excited, as you carefully placed the necklace around your neck.

Hearing those words coming from your mouth felt like heaven to Jungkook, you had decided to stay with him, he could hardly believe it! However, he would not have any of your current fiancé's money attached to him, the last thing he needed was for him to look for you after you got off the ship.

“We'll be okay without it,” he explained, “if we're going to start anew I don't think that'd be a good idea,” he wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.

You sighed, knowing how right he was about that, and a little because your robe was thin, and his hands felt so good as they squeezed your hips.

“Although, I think you look so beautiful with it,” he started, making you turn in his hold and wrapping your arms around his neck, “I'd love to capture your beauty on paper,” his eyes were soft, and seemed like they held every spark in the sky.

“Sure, did you want me to put on a nicer dress? That was my original plan when I sent that note…” you started rambling as you pulled away from your handsome young suitor, who giggled in the most shy, butterfly inducing way.

“I feel like it would take away from your and the gem's beauty if you did,” he rubbed the nape of his neck “I was thinking… What if you did it with just the gem on?” His voice was almost a whisper, and if you hadn't been still so close you would've probably missed his request.

It was so bold, something you would usually gasp at offended and immediately demand he'd leave. But this was not the usual, this was Jungkook. The sweet man who had saved you on the first night, who had shown you the meaning of life once more, the same guy that made your insides stir and undergarments soak. The thought of him seeing you so bare… you were so aroused by it.

All you could do was nod, and all Jungkook could do was stare as you slowly untied the knot that was holding your robe in place. He could feel his dick start to stir in his pants as you slowly slipped it off until it pooled at your feet, and even his most vivid dreams couldn't have imagined a more beautiful body than yours, from your breasts to your legs, everything about you was perfect, and he wanted nothing more than to take you right there and make it known who you'd arriving to New York with.

But he had to remain calm, he wanted this drawing to be perfect, his ultimate masterpiece.

If he only knew.

You were laying on your cabin's loveseat, posed on your side with one hand delicately resting just above your belly button whilst the other gently graced your temple. 

Jungkook had struggled at first, with your constant teasing about his pink cheeks and how you would slightly readjust every few seconds, but after a few minutes you both really focused on your task, the sound of pencil on paper filling the otherwise quiet room. Jungkook really meant it when he told you he wanted it to be perfect, and once he was all done you were in awe of how beautiful he'd made you look.

“I know exactly where it's going!” You excitedly announced as Jungkook handed you his sketchbook.

You wrote a quick note and placed the precious jewel along with the book in Namjoon's safe. Just in time too, because the door unlocked and Yoongi caught you both in the middle of a kiss.

“Yn!” He exclaimed, making pull away. You barely had time to explain as Jungkook grabbed your hand and started running out of the room with Yoongi closely behind. To say you ran through the ship was understatement, from a deck, to the boilers, and finally to g deck, where they finally lost the cat-eyed man, laughter filling the large cargo hold.

A/N:

Hello! I'm so sorry for not posting this on Friday, we're getting close to the end!

Unsinkable ||j.jk|| — Chapter 6

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Description: The 1910s are the peak of passenger ships, it was also the peak of classism, Jungkook is a third class immigrant from Korea, and you are a first class “prisoner” not wanting to go back to a life of strict standards. Once you meet Jungkook, life seems worth living, but when tragedy strikes, will you guys make it out to live the life you planned?

Genre: Titanic AU, poor/artist!JK x rich!f reader, angst, fluff, very slight smut, forbidden love.

Warnings: ANGST, major character death, mention of grave injuries, blood, thoughts of death and drowning, descriptions of mass panic.

Word Count: 1.4k+

Jungkook was stressed, or maybe that was an understatement. He was almost able to get away from Yoongi's grip if it wasn't for the Master-at-Arms being right there. They left him in that room, handcuffed to a pipe whilst the aforementioned went back to the main deck to assist with the evacuation of the ship.

Jungkook didn't think that he would die in a sinking ship, he had done so many other dangerous things in his short life. He reminisced about the time he was ice fishing with Chris and the ice gave out underneath him, the water was so cold, but he was quick to get out. He’d been to those county fair roller coasters and gotten off just before a piece of the track fell apart. He didn’t usually consider himself to be lucky until now, when he realized he had taken all the other times he had escaped being seriously injured or worse for granted.

How long had he been handcuffed?

The room slowly filled more and more with water, slowly tipping over where he had to hold on to a pipe to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself or his wrist. He'd hoped his death would be quick, then again he'd known from a book one of his parisian muses let him read, that if pain is what you wanted, drowning was the way to go. He wished he could've seen you one more time, that he would have kissed your lips one more time.

His laments were interrupted by a door being broken open, and he was shocked to see you there, water almost up to your waist, accompanied by Chris and an ax. “Yn? Chris? What the hell are you doing?” He questioned as both of them pushed through the water to make it to him, “we're not going to let you die, Jungkookie,” Chris said.

Getting to Jungkook had been challenging, you had to escape your mother, Namjoon and Yoongi after they had dragged you to the first class staircase to wait, it took strength and you spitting on Namjoon's face, but you'd be damned to go live a life that would be worse than dying on this boat.

On your way down, you ran into three young men who you found rather quickly to be Jungkook’s friends, and at first, when all three found out what your lover's fate was, they wanted to go with you, Chris however, insisted if anything were to happen Jungkook would be angry if all four of them died.

It was a funny thing to have to think about at such a young age, death. They were all in their early 20s and you were barely 21, you had so much to live and yet right at this moment, it was uncertain whether you'd be alive in the next hour. Ultimately, Chris came with you because Jungkook had been his friend for the better part of 4 years, and he was not going to leave him to drown, at least not on his own.

Chris had walked you through how to use the ax and had you make a couple practice swings, before you moved on to your main target.

“You've got this darling, I know you won't hurt me,” Jungkook assured you, and you were doing your best to hold back your tears, because one wrong cut and you coming down here would be for nothing. But luckily that wasn't the case, the cuffs around his wrist split and now they were like two bracelets, you let go of the ax which made a big splash

He wasted no time bringing you into his arms, hugging you tightly and kissing your head, and then hugging Chris, “we have to go if we want to make it to a lifeboat with Taehyung and Jimin,” the latter said, and you all made your best effort to run since there was no way of telling when the next burst of water would make it through.

It was unfortunately too soon.

The water came quick as you ran to the last working elevator, it sounded like a stampede of horses was running through the ship, the sound ever close as you finally had started to notice a difference in the water's height, you were starting to see your feet again, although a little too late.

You heard a loud groan, seeing that Chris had fallen behind, “Chan!” You heard Jungkook call, was that also Chris' name? “There was a hole in the wood, my foot’s stuck,” he struggled as attempted to get his foot out, Jungkook immediately jumped to help him, trying his best to be gentle, “damn you and your big feet,” his doe eyes were filling with tears they could now see the water coming quickly toward them, if they didn't get him out of there quick enough they would be dragged back, and would likely die.

“I don't care if my foot is hurt, just pull me out”

You joined in their attempts at liberating the poor man, and the screams that followed made you nearly burst into tears, it was just in time, as his foot popped out — you didn't dare look at it, afraid of it's condition — the water gushed down the hallway, loud impact of the waves against the walls of the ship, running for the small box that would bring you up to the main deck.

But it wasn't there, the gate was closed, and the lift was gone from where you had left it. You could feel your eyes swell with tears. Was this how you were going to go? Drowned in a ship never to be seen again? Because your body would most likely stay with the ship, would it even survive the depths of the ocean?

“There's a staircase this way!” Chris yelled, you saw the two men starting to run and so did you. As the water level kept getting lower thanks to what you could only assume was the way the ship was sinking.

It took some time, but you made it up the main deck just in time to see the chaos and panic. Men rushed to help lower the lifeboats, as well as women of all classes yelling for their husbands as they were placed in boats, or yelling for their children as they frantically looked through the main deck.

“LUCY?! Please has anyone seen my Lucy?! I can't leave the ship without her!” A mother screamed next to you, running through the crowd of people, looking through every nook and cranny. You watched as she went inside the boat once more, and you hoped she would be able to get out if she went any lower than any of the higher decks.

Your attention was ripped away when you heard the sound of gunshots ring.

“NO!” You heard a loud scream, seeing a circle forming in front of one of the lifeboats. The voice sounded familiar, and you hadn't realized you were moving until you felt Jungkook's hand sliding into yours, “you move quickly through a crowd,” the small joke making you chuckle. It was refreshing and appreciated. You pushed through, and once you finally made it to the front of the circle you dropped Jungkook's hand.

Yoongi was crying over Namjoon's body.

“I told you to stay back, women and children only!” The officer standing with his gun drawn spat back. “So you shoot him?! You incompetent fuck?!” Yoongi's eyes seemed to have a never ending stream of tears, his voice uneven. You knew that Namjoon and him were close since childhood, Yoongi had been working with Namjoon for a long time, his dad had worked with the aforementioned's family before Yoongi started to years later.

You slowly walked up to Yoongi, placing your hand on his shoulder “WHAT?!” He turned to you, his features softening, something he'd never done toward you, you looked down to see your ex-betrothed, his white shirt had a large scarlet stain in his stomach. “Ynie?” You heard him call, “Yoongi hyung?”

“We're here Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi sobbed, even in his weak state, Namjoon's dimpled smile made an appearance, “I'm sorry for being for being an ass to you Ynie,” you couldn't help the few tears that spilled from your eyes, the dragon eyed man stared up at your lover, giving him a stern nod which the younger man reciprocated, you sobbed watching the wordless exchange. “Take good care of them hyung,” he sighed.

You watched as Namjoon's grip on Yoongi's shoulder was slowly losing strength, until the only thing keeping their hands together was Yoongi desperately holding onto his best friend. You watched as he continued to sob for a few more minutes, the crow's dispersing in their own panic trying to reach a lifeboat, until he only sniffled.

“Let's get out of here,” Yoongi said sternly, “where are the rest of your friends Jeon?”

Unsinkable chapter 5 is out! One That I Want chapter 10 took me a bit longer but it will be out at midnight tonight!

Namjoon's oneshot might be a next week kind of thing, sorry about that and thank you for all the love you've shown to my work!

-Maria💜

I really hope there is someone giving Yoongi a hug right now and making sure he knows that he is not a disappointment because it breaks my heart thinking that he might feel that way even a little bit…