Take Me Somewhere Nice (Intro)

Take Me Somewhere Nice (Intro)

In which his task isn't unusual, nothing special, and not a big deal at all. Get rid of the demon that's attached to a child, simple as that. Or is it?

Tags/Warnings: Angel!Jungkook, Demon!Reader, Enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, Mature (that includes triggering content and smut)

Additional Chapter Warnings: None

Series Masterlist (Soon!)

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His wings hold him securely in the sky as he scans the neighbourhood for the house he needs to find.

It's dark, late at night, but the child he's been tasked to isn't asleep when he finally settles on the large tree nearby, able to see into her window from his spot. The little girl is simply acting,fooling her mother until she deems it safe to open her eyes again.

When she sits up, nothing happens at first.

The child takes out what he thinks is a deck of playing cards, two dolls, and a bunch of little toy cars, neatly placing it on her blanket before she waits. His brows furrow as he observes the scene; her little chubby cheeks beginning to puff in happiness as she smiles excitedly when the shadows in the corner of her room morph into what he believes to be the demon attached to her.

Jungkook immediately becomes rather uneasy, getting into a different position to be able to quickly interfere as soon as he needs to. Demons can be vicious creatures, never sparing even the youngest of souls. And while he knows they have their purpose, it still doesn't sit straight with him how any being could torture an innocent soul like that just for entertainment and personal gain.

But what he spots isn't what he expected.

He's a little more than surprised to see the happiness in the little kid's face at the sight of the young demon, who sits down on her bed like second nature, before the two of you begin to play with the toys the kid has chosen for tonight.

This is certainly something new- and something he's not been told when his superior had given him the task.

"I need you to resolve a situation on earth for me." his superior tells him, arms crossed. "a young child is being haunted by a youngling of the shadows. I believe you've dealt with situations like these before?" he chuckles, as Jungkook simply nods.

"I've fought my fair share of demons." he says. "if it's a youngling like you said, it won't take long." he promises, while his superior nods.

"I hope so." he tells Jungkook, before patting his wings in encouragement. "I'll give you the details later. Get a picture of the situation, then tell me how much time you need."

"sure thing." Jungkook smiles. "I doubt it'll be that hard."

By now, the child is laying close to you, who's simply still sitting on the mattress while the girl falls asleep with her head on your thigh. He's so immersed into the sight of it that for a moment, he doesn't notice anything else- until he spots your glowing red eyes, fixated on him far away in the trees.

He's been spotted.

Yet again he prepares for a reaction- but there is none. You simply stay throughout the night, until the first birds start to wake up- Only then do you quietly disappear in the form of a black cat, jumping out the window just to vanish into the shadows of the garden nearby.

Something doesn't seem right here, he thinks to himself as he still keeps his eyes looking towards the direction you left in.

And right then and there, he realizes that this task might be more than he thought it would be.

Jungkook

𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞 [Masterlist]

In which Jungkook has never fallen in love before- not until you came along, at least.

Tags/Warnings: Hybrid AU, Munchkin Cat!Reader, Siberian Tiger!Jungkook, DDLG aspects, Daddy!Jungkook, height difference/Size kink, petplay (in a way?), strangers to lovers, mild Angst, Fluff!, quiet!Reader, Model!Kook, mentions of death & grieving, romance, smut, protected sex, Dom! Kook, manhandling, strength kink, biting, hybrid behavior (scenting, marking, grooming and other)

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Main Chapters:

Intro/ Part 1

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Sidecontent:

None (yet!)

Trivia:

Jungkook is the hybrid with the most visible features (ears/tail/eyes/teeth) working in the modeling industry in this story

He never met his parents, but instead grew up in foster care

Jungkook is technically a category 1 hybrid (minor behavioral signs, no other hybrid related features/problems) but due to the amount of visible physical features, he's considered a 'lower 2'

His agency uses a tiger as its mascot, and its named 'Koo'

Jungkook has a rough tongue

He's also affected by Catnip

More TBA (you can ask questions!)

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BTS: Welcome To The Show 🔞

In which you've been hired as a very special woman for the seven idols- and become even more special down the line.

Chapter index:

If only your mother could see you unpack your few belongings in your new million dollar home- but oh well, you probably wouldn't want to explain to her how you got it..

-> read here!

As the leader of the group, it was only natural he'd be the first to make a move towards you- welcoming you into his perfect little fantasy, where he's got you all to himself.

-> read here!

When it came to all of them, you would've thought he would've been the most withdrawn and traditional out of all of them- maybe not ever making use of your 'services'. But, looks like you were about to be proven wrong...

-> read here!

He's quiet, withdrawn almost, keeps his secrets close and his desires even closer. Though you're starting to get closer, it's still a surprise when he finally calls you up, and you're not sure what to expect of him.

-> read here!

Hoseok had been quiet about his desires for a while now, and no one else was willing to spill what he was into- not even himself. Until he talks to his bandmates, finally opening up to you what he really craves..

-> read here!

You've been quite unsure about him, not quite comfortable in taking the lead instead of letting them for once. However, by now, you should've learned your lesson not to judge and expect the unexpected.

-> coming soon!

It's a rainy day, music plays in the background- instrumentals, slow and comfortable, while he waits for you to take that step and close the door behind you- while he waits for you to finally become his next masterpiece.

-> coming soon!

Throughout your stay he's been teasing left and right, confusing you to no ends with what he might be hiding beneath those doe eyes and that bunny smile. Well- you're about to find out.

-> coming soon!

+ Possible Additional Content.

Main Tags/Warnings: Sex Work, Smut (duh), Angst, Dom!BTS, Sub!Reader, Idol!BTS, Protected Sex. Additional tags and Warnings for each chapter.

All content will be linked on this list and can also be found via the Tag Welcome To The Show!AU.

Taglist: none existent, please do not ask any further.

Jungkook: 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐘 (1)

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or alternatively: Jungkook has no idea what to do with you.

Tags/Warnings: Mafia!Jungkook, Hybrid!Reader, mute!reader, Angst, Fluff, Slight humor, Crime and violence, mentions of kidnapping, graphic description of adult content (violence, smut, Jungkooks questionable interrogation tactics) strangers to lovers

Additional chapter warnings: Mentions of captivity, violence (guns, murder)

Chapter Length: mid

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It's quick and simple, the way each and everyone is dealt with. It's almost boring to Jimin and the rest how easily they brush through security and whoever might be dumb enough to go against them- but they had it coming.

No one threatens or steals from them, and gets away with it.

"just take what you can and get out. We've made enough of a mess." Jungkook says in a bored manner, while Taehyung steps over the leader, who's unmoving, head flat on the table where he'd shot him point blank range. It's when he searches around for secrets or hiding spots that a door opens- but what he finds behind it, makes him stop in his tracks.

There's a hybrid, feline, sitting on a bed.

You've got no fear in your eyes nor body language whatsoever, simply just curiosity as you watch him walk closer, carefully putting his gun away to avoid scaring you. "Now who're you, hm?" Taehyung wonders, noticing by the chain attached to your ankle that you're not a threat whatsoever to him- and also because you remind him of a hybrid he knew years back when he was younger, shot in the streets simply for playing too loudly.

It was the reason he became what he was these days.

"let's get that off of you." he says, getting up to walk out the hidden and small room, opening drawers and moving books with growing anger.

"what's wrong?" Jimin asks, as Taehyung shakes his head.

"dude's got a hybrid in there. I honestly don't wanna know." he informs the slightly older man, who seems just as upset now. "there we go. I'll get her out, you inform Jungkook." he says, before walking back towards you, undoing the shackle around your ankle, cringing at the raw skin beneath. "Okay, first things first, do you understand me?" he asks carefully, making himself appear as friendly as he can. You nod, tail curling and uncurling as you hardly move at all apart from that. "perfect. I'm gonna carry you out, but you'll have to do something for me, okay?" he asks, and you nod, posture becoming seriously as you visibly expect your order now. "you'll keep your head down, and do not look around you, okay?" he requests, and you nod yet again.

You're a quiet one- that's for sure.

At the headquarters, Jungkook patiently waits for feedback from the mission, when Jimin comes into the office, putting some documents down. "everything done?" he wonders, half-eaten dinner left unfinished in front of him.

"smooth sailing as always." Jimin says, shrugging. "so, what're we gonna do with all his stuff?" he wonders, and Jungkook nods.

"sell the drugs under our name, the rest- I don't care really, there's nothing I would consider worth keeping honestly." he shrugs, yawning.

"And the hybrid?" he asks, making the younger one furrow his brows in confusion.

"the what now?" he asks, and Jimin slaps his forehead.

"ah yeah fuck, forgot. Bastard had a hybrid chained in a hidden room at his office. Some fucked up shit, even for my standards." he says. "Taehyung's got her right now. What should we do with her?" he asks again, and jungkook scratches his head.

"I don't know, shoot it?" he wonders, making Jimin's eyes widen. "I don't know! Bring her here, I'll figure something out I guess." he throws his hands up, before sitting down in his office chair, defeated.

But when Taehyung brings you in, shoving you a little into the room before closing the door, he can't help but feel bad for suggesting to just get rid of you quick and easy.

He sighs, noticing the way your eyes focus on his leftover food on the table. You've clearly been there against your will, if the shaggy clothing and visible marks from what he assumes was a metal chain of some sorts around your ankle were any signa to go by. "You want it?" he asks, pointing to the food- but you don't answer, eyes insteas now focusing on him.

He's never been one to shy away from eye contact- but something about you makes him uneasy.

"I can wait." he leans back in his chair, motioning to invite you closer, and this time you actually do- standing right in front of the table, patiently waiting. He can see how your legs tremble a little in an effort to keep you upright- fuck, you look like shit. Pale, fur on your ears and tail dull abd without any of the shine he's come to see from other hybrids he's met before, and yet you're still trying hard to not let anything show. You're still as a statue, like a doll, unmoving and only dancing how he instructs you to.

It makes him sick when he realizes that that's probably been drilled into you by that fat fucker. Well- at least that guy had a bullet in his head now.

"you can talk, you know? The dude's dead." he informs you, and you swallow visibly, first sign of actual nervousness. "so I'm gonna ask again; do you want it?" he asks you, but you don't say anything, drowning the room yet again in minutes of silence as you do nothing but stare at the by now almost cold steak.

"Do you fucking want it or not?" Jungkook asks, by now becoming frustrated with your lack of words.

You've been silent forever now- and he's by now starting to believe that you can in fact stay quiet forever, against what he'd thought at first. But you're not without reaction though- suddenly tearing up presumably because of the way he'd raised his voice, as the first drops drip down your chin, making the criminal panic a little as he becomes frantic at the sight of your distress. "No no fuck- Don't cry, here-" he starts cutting up a piece of the rest of his steak before holding the fork in front of your lips, at loss about what else he should be doing. Can you even eat regular food? Do you have specific needs or allergies?

He's never had a hybrid before, he doesn't know this shit!

But to his surprise, you simply sniffle, before tearfully accepting the food- finally giving him somewhat of an answer as to if you'd like his leftovers or not, making him sigh as he shakes his head, while your posture changes, mouth open as you await another piece. One he cuts up for you without even thinking much about it, while clicking his tongue.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with you.? " he wonders to himself, continuing to feed you, almost even chuckling when you seem to become impatient as he cuts up the meat.

You're almost kind of cute.

Licking your lips after everything's eaten, he can spot the way you sneakily hold onto the edge of the table for support, cat tail by now almost limp behind you. "Go lay down on the couch there." he instructs, and just like he expected, you instantly do as you're told, careful not to put your dirtied bare feet onto the fabric of the sofa, making him click his tongue as he walks up to you, a bit clumsily handling your feet properly onto the couch, before throwing a blanket from the side over you.

One which you take with glistening eyes again, but this time, it's not out of fear.

Because your hand dares to reach out for his shirt, keeping him from leaving as he'd turned around to do so. And when he catches your gaze, he notices that he can hear something quite distinctive, something only someone like you would be able to do.

You purr.

So yeah- Maybe he'll keep you around.

You are kind of cute.

Jungkook: Devil's Friend (1)

| Demon x Human | Smut in future chapters | Violence & Horror | Angst |

In which Jungkook just wants his revenge.

When it comes to the supernatural, Jungkook was neither a full believer, nor someone who outright denies its existence. He's somewhere between- heavenly beings and karma being something he very much trusts in, for example, while the definition of God and the universe's creation is something he more so believes in science than ancient teachings.

But now, as he sits on his bedroom floor with angry tears still staining his cheeks, he prays. He believes. He wants.

He's not usually this spiteful about things. He's been stepped on his whole life for being a soft person at heart- something his mother had always praised about him. But his mother isn't here anymore, his life completely in his hands; shards of it piercing his skin painfully so as he remembers the letter that had been placed in his mailbox last night.

They think after years and years of working his ass off, of giving the company his soul and energy, they can just throw him out like an old dog unable to walk- after all he's done for them.

Not like this.

Not after he'd found out that his own coworker turned out to be the guy his fiancé cheated on him with for an entire year. Not after realizing his own boss was making up all the rumors about him, painting Jungkook in the light of a villain to keep him in check and from reaching better jobs. Not after gaining knowledge of all the chains and shackles they've put him in, denying higher positions in his name while he himself never even got to hear any of those opportunities.

Each and every one of them, ruined his life. It's only fair he does the same.

But it seems as if he'd really believed in nothingness- the smoke from the candle as he blows it out filling his room with a bitter scent, almost as stinging as his own emotions inside of him. "Stupid shit." He growls at the small altar and ritual he'd prepared. He knows he'd done it right.

"Damn, you really are angry." A voice chimes up behind him, and as he turns around in shock, he spots a girl his age on his bed, dressed in a simple black dress as she swings her legs down the sides of the bedframe. "Why do you all act so surprised when you summon me? It's not like I'm here for a random visit." You click your tongue, arms crossed in front of you as Jungkook swallows hard, back hitting his wall behind him.

You slowly get up, as he breathes out. "I'm hallucinating." He says breathlessly, unable to grasp the situation unfolding in front of him as you bow down to pick up the black candle he'd lit before.

"Possible." You shrug. "Have to say though, that candle is kind of cheap don't you think? I'm a little offended.." you pout at it, before letting it fall to the ground again carelessly. "So!" You clap your hands, smiling menacingly at him who's still shivering against his wall. "Shall we make a deal now?"

"A- deal?" He wonders, before he turns a bit more serious again. Of course, how stupid could he be? That's what you're here for. Though he's not too sure what a demon your size could really do, he also knows not to underestimate anyone that comes across him- so he nods, composes himself, before he speaks again. "Of course. A deal." He says, trying to seem more confident. It makes you giggle instead.

"You want revenge. Inflict suffering the size as yours." You say, eyes starting to glow a little in the darkness of his room. "I can arrange that." You say, and he nods.

"You want.. my soul, right?" He asks, and you suddenly start laughing, the sound way too innocent in his eyes to belong to a being like you. Well.. then again, he doesn't even know what exactly you are.

"Thats boring. No." You say, stepping forwards until he can see you for the first time up close as you look up at him. You're not wearing shoes, he notices- no socks either. It seems like you're only dressed in the black summer dress. "I'll think of something along the way." You simply say.

"But-" he asks, wondering what you're talking about. "But how can there be a deal-" He starts, before your hand reaches out, softly placing itself against his chest- before he feels his skin starting to grow hot.

But he can't move, not even when he's sure his flesh starts to burn underneath your palm.

"Dont worry, pet." You smirk, leaning upwards to get a better look at him gritting his teeth as to not scream in agony. "I have a feeling the entertainment I'll get out of this will suit just fine." You say, before he closes his eyes in pain-

And you're gone.

He's in his bedroom, on the floor next to the ritual place- room cool, window silently opened. Did he dream?

Of course he did. How the hell was this all supposed to be real anyways, he thinks, as he slowly gets up to go wash up in the bathroom. It's in there that he notices his shirt feeling oddly sticky to his body- and in the mirror, he can see the dark patch of dried blood on the front, staining the bright blue fabric. In horror, he pulls the item off of himself, crying out at the way it pulls on the fresh wound he's got on his chest-

He's not too sure about all the witchcraft and demon lore; but he's pretty sure-

He's got a demon mark on his chest.

He learns quickly that while he can see you, others cannot, unless you want them to. You've spooked a child this morning when he stood in line at the small bakery shop near his office building- something he'd wanted to scold you for, but then again, why would he scold a demon for making mischief?

In his office, he already feels his throat closing up in anger at the looks his coworkers give him. Ever since the incident with his fiance and his best friend, things have been like this. He's the butt of everyone's joke, he's sure of it- especially after the guy had the audacity to give him an invitation to the wedding of them. What the fuck.

"You could scare a bitch with that glare, geez." You chuckle, sitting on the copying machine close by as you watch other office workers walk around. "Its boring. When are we gonna set something on fire?" You whine, making him click his tongue as he tries to concentrate on getting the files correct. Even if he's going to be loosing this job at the end of the month, he doesn't like slacking at all. "Hello~? I know you can hear me, pet." You say.

"Stop calling me that!" He hisses, already regretting summoning you if you'd continue to be such an annoyance in his day. "I.. let me finish this first." He says, making you huff out in dramatic exaggeration, suddenly turning up underneath his desk- startling him, as his knees hit the underside of the table, shaking the cup of cold coffee so much it spills a little, gaining the attention of someone walking past his work spot. "What the fuck?!" He hisses at you, who seems rather happy about it all.

"I could have him trip, you know." You say, making Jungkook confused, before he looks to the side, spotting his Ex's new husband. "Just a casual fall. His pen falls out of his pocket, hitting the ground just right and zap-" you click your tongue to underline your statement. "Straight in the heart."

"You're not doing that." He mumbles lowly, making you furrow your brows a little.

"You're no fun." You scold, and he's about to ignore you again, when he notices you untying his shoes underneath the table.

"Would you stop that!" He scolds again, a little too loudly as it seems to catch some other worker's attention around him- making you laugh underneath the desk as you rest your hands on his knee, leaning your chin onto them.

"I totally take that back." You giggle. "You're hilarious."

Jungkook: 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 2

In which jungkook refuses to give up on you- not even when the only trace of hope is a place said to be nothing more than fiction.

Tags/Warnings: Dragon Rider!Jungkook, Dragon shifter!Reader, magic, medieval themes, established relationship, mentions of Illness (reader is said to be cursed)

Additional Chapter Warnings: none, slight angst

Chapter Length: mid

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You're leaning against his shoulder while the lady in the tavern sings. A song you've heard so often, and one he knows by heart at this point. He hums it whenever it occupies his mind, which is more often than not. You like his voice; even if it isn't singing with words but simple tones. He's a good singer. Even if he tells you otherwise.

"Birds that I follow as the lone wolf weeps, mountains echoing his call.." he sings along quietly- before he furrows his brows. "wait." he suddenly says to himself, making you lift your head to look at him. He seems to think for a moment longer, before he looks at you. "I am so unbelievably stupid." he chuckles, before he gets up, leading you out by the hand, footsteps eager.

"Jungkook-" you start, following his eager steps as he walks home from the tavern.

"the song!" he says. "the song is the map-"

"what are you talking about?" you laugh a bit, wine in your blood making you feel warm and easy.

"The lyrics! The song describes the way to King's Meadow!" he exclaims, holding your shoulders.

"Jungkook.." you start, sobering up quite a bit. "how come no one's ever found it if it's that obvious?" you ask, and he shakes his head.

"you're wrong." he says. "no one's ever come back." he tells you.

"and we're not allowed to fly out in the first place-" you argue softly, but he won't let you go any further.

"and I'm not letting you die.!" he urges, face stern. It's not often that he says it out loud like that- it shows his determination in this moment. "I won't loose you. Not without a fight." he promises. You simply step closer to him at that, holding onto him tightly as he returns the embrace.

"you're always so warm." you mumble against his chest.

"don't try to sway my thoughts now." he says. "My mind is set."

"you won't get far if I don't agree." you counter. He chuckles.

"I'll carry you if I have to." he challenges.

"and I oddly believe you would." you laugh, as he does the same. "Jungkook.. They'll hunt us if we go against the order."

"then let them." he says. "My loyalty is yours, not the Order's."

"you really won't let this go, will you?" you ask him, before he kisses you.

"never." he says. "neither my promise-" he mumbles against your lips, forehead resting against yours. "-nor you."

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The next day, he's up awfully early- sun not even up in the sky, though the first birds chirp their morning song. "Kook.?" you mumble sleepily, as he chuckles, leaving his spot where he packs bags to place a kiss to your forehead.

"I was about to wake you." he tells you, before he pulls the strings of the bag closed, tying them tightly so they won't come undone. "the patrols won't be flying for another few hours or so. We'll stay on the ground until we're far enough out of the kingdoms borders, so the chances of finding us will be lower." he explains, when he starts to grin, leaning down to peck your lips. "And so you get a chance to wake up." he jokes, while you look at him after rubbing your sleep out of your eyes.

"you really were being honest." you say, and he nods.

"Namjoon is waiting outside with his merchant cart. He will bring us through the walls." he says.

The walls.

The kingdom's walls are borders never to be crossed by civilians- only riders and their dragons are allowed to venture across, albeit only with the order's permission. Namjoon, as a merchant, has special permissions for traveling and trading- so it's a smart move to let him smuggle you out of the kingdom.

"What if they recognize us?" you worry, as you slip into your clothes. "surely the border guards know our faces." you remind him.

"they won't see us." he grins. "trust me. It'll be fine." he promises, before he helps you outside, bags on his shoulder as Namjoon spots you both just like Jungkook had predicted him to.

"stay low, and once we're at the wall, hide under the pelts. I can't help you if you're found." he sighs, but you hug him- much to his surprise.

"the fact you're even agreeing to take us means a lot already. It's more than enough." the young trader nods at that, a bit shy from the friendly gesture, before Jungkook and you settle in the back of his cart.

"ready?" he asks, and Jungkook looks at you for a second, while you gaze one last time at the small hime you've both occupied for the past years. But then, his hand holds yours, and you just know- you dont need this home.

"ready." you say. Because home is where the heart is they say;

And the one who holds it sits right next to you.