Jungkook: Am I Cool Yet?(1)

Jungkook: Am I cool yet?(1)

In which Jungkook thinks your eyes are kind of really fucking cool and cute.

Tags/Warnings: Kangaroo Hybrid!Jungkook, Sheep hybrid!Reader, part of my unconventional hybrid series I'm starting, University AU, mc has a stutter when shes nervous, mentions of mild bullying (nothing physical), mc owns an illegal amount of squishmallows, sports fanatic kook but what's new, strangers to lovers, romance and fluff!

Additional Chapter Warnings: insecurities, mc has a lil accident nothing big, kooks friends pull a prank on him lol

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When you finally started University, you really thought the whole school behavior you've lived through all those years would stop. People were basically adults now here, right? And adults didn't behave like kids.

How wrong you were.

Sometimes, it felt as if adults were even more petty and mean as teenagers and kids still in school- and it frankly didn't do you much good. You weren't necessarily unhappy with yourself- you actually thought you were quite decent. However, considering you were one of the more.. rarely seen hybrids, there's standard slurs thrown after you constantly.

'Do you think she knows satanic rituals?' No, you didn't, and satanic stuff is constantly connected to goats anyways. You're a sheep-not a goat.

'Bro she's got movie-theater vision!' No, your vision was simply a bit different from the average hybrid and predators.

'I heard she's cursed or some shit. Like, she can literally see behind her, what the fuck..' that much is true, but its called nature.

It all didn't help that you couldn't even speak to most people you met- avoiding the cafeteria for years now because the lady up front got super irritated by your stuttering everytime it had been your turn to order something. It had humiliated you- so much so, that you simply decided to keep quiet from now on, keep your head low, and don't spend much more time at Uni than you needed to.

Just like now, as you were on your way home.

You cringe a bit at the pain you feel in the muscles of your leg- you've probably pulled something when tripping down the stairs some days ago- having tried hard not to fall and make a total fool of yourself.

"Well fuck me.." you hear someone's voice, making you turn around as the young man sighs to himself. It's Jeon Jungkook; he's studying to become a physiotherapist one day- at least that's what he'd told you when he'd accidentally ran into you first week of Uni. "Oh hey- have you seen my bike? It's red, has a crappy Obey sticker on it?" He asks you, and your eyes widen a bit in shock at being addressed, before you avert your gaze, pointing at the trashcans close by where it's been put behind the metal containers to hide it. "Ah those Fuckers!" He laughs. "Thanks!" He says, before he moves to get his bike.

You feel dismissed, so you start walking towards the exit of the premise.

"Oh hey, by the way-!" He calls out, sitting on his bike, pushing himself alongside you with his feet down to keep the speed low. "Haven't seen you around much. Thought you'd disappeared or something." He chuckles, and you shrug, though you smile to not seem rude. "Ah, you're quiet. I get that. I talk a bit too much to be honest." He laughs to himself. "Are you okay? I've noticed you've been walking a bit odd."

"Uhm.." you start, trying hard to focus on your speaking so it won't become embarrassing. "I f-f-..." you lower your face a bit, becoming self-conscious suddenly when you noticed it won't come out smoothly.

"Oh its fine, take your time." He smiles simply, moving alongside you like it's no big deal.

It gives you the energy to try again.

"I tripped downstairs." You rush out in one go luckily, and his mouth opens in an 'o' shape in understanding. "On Monday." You add on, and he looks at you a bit concerned.

"Did you get it checked?" He asks, and you shake your head- before you suddenly pull on his jacket to pull him a bit to the side- two kids on their bikes rushing past him. "Holy shit- thanks! How'd you see that?" He laughs, looking back himself.

"I.. yknow, my weird eyes, I c-can see like-" you motion with one hand around your head. "All around. Almost. I can't see like.. the back of my head." You explain, and his eyes widen.

"Oh shit I didn't know that! So you can see this?" He asks, holding to fingers up behind your shoulder.

"You holding two fingers u-up?" You giggle a bit, and he laughs boyishly.

"Yeah, that's so cool!" He answers, almost riding straight into a lamp post with his bike if not for you pushing him again- before you laugh along with him. "Hey- we don't have classes tomorrow, do you wanna hang out?" He bluntly asks, and your eyes widen a bit.

"Uh.. like, uh.. I'm really boring though-" you say.

"Nah, don't think so. Listen, I got both Netflix and Amazon prime and a shit ton of snacks, and I promise I'm not some fuckboy either." He winks, loosing balance on his bike for a second, making you laugh. "Won't hold it against you if you say no though."

"No no, I'd uh.. I like that." You say, stopping as you're going a different way now- turning now, while he clearly was heading straight up the road. "I uh.."

"Oh yeah right, fuck hold on." He says, pulling his phone out of his pocket before it falls to the ground. "Oh shit!"He curses, picking it up- the back of device already decorated with tape. "Ah, here-" he says, wiping his screen before showing it to you.

You pull out your own, in stark contrast to his; safely tucked into a pastel colored case, decorated with stickers and charms hanging from the bottom.

"Alright, it's a date then!" He grins, before his ears turn down in embarrassment. "Oh shit like not a date- unless you want it to be one that's cool too cause you're cute- okay you know what I'm gonna just go home." He says, turning to leave, waving before he speeds off with his bike.

While you, at home, throw yourself into your bed and plushies, trying hard not to scream.

You really don't need a crush now.

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💡Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

💡Genre: Drabble, strangers to lovers?, non-Idol AU

💡Warnings: none, it’s just a soft Drabble, all kid friendly!

💡Summary: sometimes the loneliest nights can bring you the brightest stars.

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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

𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | Masterlist

He knows your favorite movie, your favorite color, the name of your childhood dog, the fact that you love him and the time you usually come online. He considers you both a couple- even though you've never met, and never seen each other's faces.

Tags/Warnings: Long Distance AU, VR Player!Jungkook VR Player!Reader, slow burn, angst, mentions of past trauma, Agoraphobia, fluff, romance, established relationship?

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