The Mum Friend

The mum friend

The ‘mum’ friend | Masterlist

Synopsis: Jin’s a little tired of being the ‘mum’ friend. Friends-to-lovers!drabble series. Jin x reader

Parts:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

p.jimin + gf gives him a blowjob

p.jimin + gf gives him a blowjob

☆ — fem reader, nsfw, blowjob, swearing

☆ — a/n; this is an old reaction, now edited and reposted. enjoy! *wink wink*

Jimin grunted when the first lick of your tongue touched the head of his dick. You smiled. If there was something he liked the most, was the way you always took your time in blowing him.

Best blowjob he had ever felt in his life, he had praised you, so you thought you probably were doing something the right way.

Your tongue slid down his length, still not letting him pass your lips inside your mouth, licking every inch of it. Gently and slowly. Up and down. Tasting everything in your way, including the precum that already glided along his length.

“Fuck,” he cursed in a low voice. “Y-you’re going slow on p-purpose.”

You giggled, lips and tongue kissing and licking your way up again, and when you reached the head, you savored him as it was the most delicious ice-cream you ever had.

He looked down at you and cursed again in a moan, watching your tongue flat on the head of his dick, eyes closed enjoying what you were doing. “Ungh, I fucking love you so much… Shit– fuck,” his hands grabbed each side of you face, fingers interlacing with your smooth hair, but never putting pressure as his thumbs caressed your cheeks. 

Jimin loved to let you do whatever you wanted to him. And you loved to torture him like this, very slowly guiding him towards his release. But, honestly, it was just a matter of time before he would snap and have you face down on the bed, one of his hands surely grabbing your hair from the back while he pounded his cock deep inside you.

You loved that promise even more.

When you decided to add some strength and deepness in your sucks, Jimin was already a mess of moans under you. You were actually surprised, and thankful, of his self control in not thrusting his hips up and fucking your mouth yet.

However, you wanted him to finally snap, so when you slid his cock all inside your mouth, slowly deepthroating him, he lost it.

Jimin let his head drop back against the pillow and whimpered loud and clear, needy and hot, his lower belly trembling in pleasure. You stayed there a couple of minutes, thanking your skills of neglecting your gag reflexes, while his chest rose up and fell down in rapid intakes of breaths, his hips not being able to resist the instinct to thrust up.

“Holy fuck…” He finally breathed out after you let him go.

“Fuck my mouth, baby,” your voice was raspy, hand grabbing him by the base, getting ready to do it again.

But the next thing you knew, was that same pillow he was previously using against your face. One of his hands grabbed your hips pulling them up, while your upper body rested against the bed. He didn’t waste time, his cock thrusted balls deep in one go into your velvet and wet pussy, making this your turn to moan loud, the sound muffled thanks to the fabric of the pillow.

“Naughty girl… Sucking my cock makes you this wet, huh?” Jimin whispered in a playful tone against your ear, the hand that wasn't grabbing your hips slided up from your stomach, in between your breasts, holding your neck for a second that made you whine in need until his hand held your chin, two of his fingers playing with your wet lips, asking your permission for entrance.

You didn’t even try to answer anything else that weren’t moans and groans, because you knew that’s what he wanted, which you gave gladly opening your mouth, tongue already playing with his fingers.

Jimin gave one particular heavy and deep thrust as he growled in your ear.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, baby, just like you want it.”

And, God, did he fucked you how you wanted it...

Oh the lust

Oh the lust-KNJ

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Genre/warning: dilf namjoon, forbidden relationship, smut,a little angst, a little fluff,age gap, daddy kink, unprotected sex, spanking, rough sex, big dick joon, praise kink, nicknames, getting caught by his?, asshole fucking,this is just smut lolz, also, you're a screamer in this one,mentions of cheating.

Synopsis: oh it's so wrong. Wanting you is so fucking wrong but he can't help it. How can he when he's so drawn to your angelic features

Author's pov

"You look gorgeous,baby" you smiled a little shyly, looking at him coyly as he sat on the couch of his bedroom, his legs spread with his hand resting over his thick thigh. You didn't missed the way he eyed your body like a hungry wolf. As you stood in front of him wearing a pink skirt which came just above your mid thighs. Wearing only a pink skirt with a hairband of cute little bunny ears on the top of your head. "Can you do a little twirl for me,my dove?" His voice was deep and husky as he leaned back on the couch. You nodded whispering a small "yes daddy" as you eyed his very much noticable bulge before twirling around, making sure that he got a nice view of what was under the little skirt "fuck" he sighed, his hand going towards his bulge and he palmed himself through his pants, his voice heavy with lust as he mumbled "come lay on my lap pretty girl"

You bite your bottom lip, smiling softly as you strutted over to him with an unintentional sway of hips. Leaning down you pouted, and his dimples popped up as he smiled, kissing your plump lips making you giggle softly as you laid on your stomach, over his spreaded legs. Your ass up as your lower body laid on his one leg. You moaned softly as his large hand started kneading your ass, massaging the soft flesh and a shiver ran down your spin when he lifted the skirt, your glistening pussy now exposed to the cold air in the room. He groaned massaging your ass cheek softly before mumbling "can you be a good girl and count for me?" You eagerly nodded "yes daddy" wiggling your butt, relishing in his deep chuckle. You waited for the impact with a slightly tensed body. But it never came. Your eyebrows furrowed and you relaxed slightly before turning your face to look at him "daddy what's wrong- ah one!" A squeal left your lips when he suddenly spanked you hard, causing you to grip the material of his expensive couch. He chuckled before mumbling "can you tell me your safe word baby?" You sniffled quietly whispering "red,daddy" "good girl" he murmured before raising his hand and you gasped jumping when his hand came in contact with your ass again "two!" And this went on until you were flushed and pink with tears streaking down your face. But you didn't tell him to stop.

"T-thirteen daddy!" You sobbed holding his thigh tightly while he massaged your ass cheek tenderly. Being mindful of the red and bruised skin. "You're doing so good my dove. Just two more. You can take it can't you?" He rasped caressing your hair and you nodded Immediately, sniffling "y-yes i can daddy" "good girl" you perked up at the praise before the sound of skin slapping echoed loudly "f-fourteen!" Again "f-fifteen!" You cried out, slumping on his lap as he gently massaged your ass. You're more than sure that it's all red and bruised with his hand marks on them.

He gently picked you up, making you sit on his lap and wiped your tears softly "you did so great baby" "r-really?" You whispered with hopeful eyes and your face brightened when he nodded "so perfect. My good girl" "your good girl" you whispered to yourself smiling giddily but soon it turned into a sheepish one when he chuckled raspily "you ruined my pants baby. You got this wet just by getting spanked" you gaped at his expensive suit pants,a big spot of your arousal present on them and some of it had also dripped on the couch. "M'sorry daddy" you mumbled but your pout gives away that you're not one bit of sorry. He smirks,cupping your full breast in his large hand and you sighed out as he started playing with your pebbled nipples. "As much as i would love to play with these pretty tits i need to be inside you baby. Get on the bed" he murmured. The dominance in his voice only makes you gush even more. You stood up and started walking towards the bed hearing him groan lowly and looked over your shoulder. A small giggle left your lips when you realized he was staring at your thighs were your arousal was dripping down "you love knowing you make me crazy don't you" he grunted standing up and walking towards you with long and dominant strides as you laid on the king sized bed with your kness bend so that your pussy was on full view to his hungry eyes.

You watched him from your spot, innocently shaking your head with a smile. Your eyes following his movements as he yanked his tie off while clenching his jaw and poking his inner cheek with his tongue. Oh god you love when he does that. His dark eyes were pinned to your womanhood as he took off his suit jacket and shirt roughly, before taking off his pants along with his briefs and your mouth watered at the sight of his cock springing up and slapping against his abdomen.

Namjoon is huge. He's bigger than any other dick you've had. Certainly a lot more bigger than his son. It always makes you wonder if he'll fit. No matter how many times he has taken you. You whimpered in want staring at the precum forming already. He palmed himself, his voice coming out with heavy pants with his eyes heavy with lust "turn around and get on all fours,dove and keep that skirt on" you nodded "yes daddy" and turned around getting on Your hands and knees, wiggling your ass. He inhaled sharply, getting on the bed and you jumped slightly when his hand came in contact with yout clit, a soft moan leaving your lips as he rubbed slow circles over your throbbing pussy. "Fuck. So fucking wet" he gritted, spreading your ass cheeks and a guttural groan left his lips when your ass hole came in his view. You squeaked and jumped when his finger suddenly started circling your rim. A gasp leaving your lips when his thumb applied more pressure on your asshole.

"Has your asshole ever been fucked, baby?" He murmured rubbing slow circles over your rim and you shaked your head moaning softly causing him to chuckle cockily "of course you haven't. Those little jerks who cum after 2 strokes can't handle all this ass" he growled squeezing your ass causing you to whimper softly "j-joonie need you please. Need your cock" you whined and he chuckled playing with your clit " 'course you do angel. Tell me pretty baby. Can i fuck this little asshole?" You gasped nodding eagerly. Why? Simply because you trust him. You trust that he would never hurt you. "Do you remember your safe word?" He murmured fondling with your folds and you nodded "red, daddy" "that's my girl" his girl. You smiled at the thought

He leaned down and you jumped slightly when he spat on your virgin hole. He bite his lip, slowly entering one finger inside you. You released a delicious gasp, your hands bunching up the sheets as he shushed you "is this good baby?" Although you felt a slight discomfort, it was starting to feel good as his long finger massaged yout clit too. "Yes joonie" he tched and you immediately apologized after realizing what you called him. "Take deep breaths for me babygirl" you did as he said, your eyes clenching shut when you felt another finger entering causing your body to tense up "relax doll" he murmured slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of your asshole. You sighed as the discomfort started disappearing but suddenly, squeak of his name left your lips when he entered a third finger, slowly thrusting. And after a while, it was starting to feel good. "How does that feel little dove?" He asked calmly. You wonder how can he sound so calm and patient when he quite literally has a raging boner. Maybe because he's not like those boys of your age. Impatient and always in a hurry to finish like a horny teenager. Maybe it's because he's older and experienced.

"Feels good" you sighed moaning softly and slowly wiggling your hips to get used to the new feeling "think you can take my cock now?" He mumbled and you thought about it. Maybe you can. I mean there's literally three fingers inside your asshole so you can take his cock right? After a second, you nodded "you sure?" He asked once again and you looked over your shoulder whining softly "yes daddy please need your cock" he chuckled taking his fingers out causing you to clench around nothing "demanding little princess " not your fault. He realized that maybe he has spoiled you a little too much. Not that he minds.

He patted your butt once, before lining himself to your entrance. A shaky breath left your lips when you felt his tip running against you hole. And suddenly, a mixture of a gasp and a moan left your lips when his cock started entering inside your much tighter asshole. You definitely weren't ready to him. You realized as you felt his cock brushing against each part of your asshole. Filling you up to the brim. "Fuck still so damn tight" namjoon gritted, gripping your ass tightly with possessive hands as he slowly bottomed out before slamming back in causing you moan loudly as your body jerked forward. He bite his lip, his hips stuttering slightly because of how you were squeezing his dick so hard. But as he found a steady pace, he was anything but gentle, thrusting in and out ruthlessly as low groans and growls left his lips. A cry of his name left your lips as he thrusted in particularly hard, causing your arms to shake and you lost balance, your upper body no longer being supported by your arms, your cheek pressed against his pillow and your hands gripped his sheets with your ass up in air.

Loud moans were spilling from your lips as he fucked you ruthlessly. The sound of skin slapping increasing by the second as he gripped your ass in a bruising grip. "Fuck yes doll let me hear that voice" he groaned pounding inside you hard. Tears started running down your face because of the overwhelming pleasure. Never did you imagine that you would be here on your boyfriend's dad's bed. Naked and getting your body spilt in two parts by his dad's cock.

You still remember when you met him for the first time. Sehun had told you that his mom died when he was 16 years old. So his dad has been raising him alone since 6 years. You already felt so much respect for his dad. But as saw him for the first time, you didn't miss the way his eyes ran over your body. And you felt bad for liking the way he was looking at you. But soon you realized you shouldn't have felt so bad. Because well, you weren't surprised when you found out that your so called boyfriend has been cheating on you with his girl bestfriend ever since you both started dating. He has no idea that you know. It's been 5 weeks since you found out. And that was the reason you and his dad namjoon got this close.

It started with a little brush. How he'd brush his finger on your arm,how he'd pat your head. Of course he never touched you before when you were happily in a relationship with his son. But after you told him that his son has been cheating on you, the tension between you both started increasing. It was almost to the point that one day you caught him jerking off while moaning your name. You were a little ashamed of how wet you got just by hearing his moans. No he wasn't a creep. He would never touch you or do anything that will make you uncomfortable. He wasn't stupid you see. He has noticed the little signs you give him. How you'd stare at his fingers, his lips, how you'd clench your thighs together every time praised you for anything.

So the night when you caught him masturbating, was the first time you let him take you. Against the wall because he was too impatient. Having waited long enough he wasn't going to waste any time. He didn't even bothered to strip you down. You were wearing a skirt that day too. He just pushed your panties to the side and fucked you till you can't feel your legs. But it seemed like he wasn't satisfied after that too. Because you woke up to his face in between your thighs. Not that you minded. Your so called boyfriend was also fucking his bestfriend at her house. What started as just lust, started turning something more every time you let him take you. And you know he feels it too. Of course he was furious at his son. Cheating is a big no. So you both decided to him have a taste of his own medicine until he finds out.

You gasped moaning his name as his hand fisted your hair, not tight enough to hurt you. He moaned at the sight. You looked like a fucking wet dream. Cheeks flushed pink and pressed against his pillow, your eyes rolled back, his one hand was holding both of your wrists over your back. Your mouth hanged open as tears and drool mixed on his pillow. Fuck. "Gonna come my dove?" He panted, his thrusts getting sloppier as you nodded "yes! Daddy gonna cum-" "fucking cum" he growled and you did. Harder than you've ever before. You screamed his name as your high washed over you, ruining his sheets as you came hard. So hard that you blacked out for a moment.

His eyes clenched shut and his head lolled back as he felt his own high approaching rapidly. And just as he was about to come, the door of his bedroom snapped open and in came his son "dad can you keep it down-" sehun froze on his place, and at the same time namjoon moaned your name as his cock shot ropes and ropes of his cum inside you. Everything was silent for a moment other than namjoon's heavy breathing as he raised an eyebrow towards his son whose mouth was hanging open as he looked at you and his dad.

You opened your eyes hazily, only seeing a blurred image of your precious ex boyfriend standing there and looked at him with a fucked out smile before slurring out "hey baby..hope you had a great dinner with gina. Because i had a great time with joonie"

Namjoon snickered. Sehun left the room and made sure to close the door behind him.

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no moon without you

drabble game: jungkook is a highly favorable knight sworn to the sword, but once he sets his eyes on oc its game over for him. flufffffffff pls 🥹

~ and congrats on the milestone! i thoroughly enjoy all of your writings and appreciate you sharing them with us!

no moon without you — jjk

this was for my drabble game (still open).

⟶ SUMMARY : Jungkook is a knight sworn to his sword, a devil with a heart so cold it does not have space for mercy, or such things like emotion. That is until he saw you for the first time.

⟶ PAIRING : knight!jungkook x f.reader.

⟶ RATING : pg-13

⟶ GENRE : fluff, medieval au?

⟶ WORD COUNT : 1.8k

⟶ WARNINGS : BIG FLUFF AHEAD, this is so fluffy it is digsuting, taehyung is the king, jungkook is a big cinnamon ball inside his thick shell. this is basically just a light read filled with fluff <3

⟶ NOTE : i really hope u like this & that it was what u envisioned <3 sorry the drabbles are taking too long, i gotta use my phone to write since my computer is fixing rn and i hate writing on my phone but it is what it is :’) plus i’m also very busy so yeah, but i’m working on the drabbles <3 the drabble game is still open !! NOT EDITED MUCH.

MASTERLIST.

Jeon Jungkook is a name known throughout the whole kingdom.

He is known as the man made of steel, the bravest soul out of all that lives in the kingdom—his name is carried with not only respect and adoration but fear.

Knight Jungkook is known for not only a body made of steel, indestructible, but also a stone-cold heart that doesn’t even think about such things like emotions.

But then, it all changed when he saw the flower that is you.

“Must you always look like you are suffering, Jungkook?” King Taehyung asks his knight, and Jungkook keeps the same poker face as before, showing no ounce of emotion.

“I always look like this, your majesty.” Jungkook says, with his usual monotone voice, and King Taehyung sighs. His knight may be the best of all men in the kingdom, but godness can he be annoying at times.

“A herbal remedies villager is visiting us today, Jungkook—so, please try and keep your face more friendly or something. You know how villagers always cower in front of your intimidating gaze.” King Taehyung sighs, and Jungkook fights the urge to roll his eyes.

“I cannot help my face, your majesty.”

Taehyung groans, “Ugh, fine, whatever.”

As soon as the doors are open, King Taehyung fixes his posture, and eyes all over the throne room are glued to the two figures that stand behind the open doors, waiting to be invited in.

Jungkook eyes the old man, nothing he has never seen before. The man does not have any sign of sharp weapons hidden on his attire, nor does he seem to have the physique of a man who will try any type of malicious intent towards the king.

But what Jungkook knew more than anyone, is that looks could be deceiving.

And when he goes to scan the woman beside the old man, Jungkook experiences a shortness of breath, as if his lungs stopped working out of his will. Never has Jungkook seen such a beautiful sight, enough to make the most feared man in the kingdom become putty with just your eyes.

Jungkook has seen many beautiful women in his life, many attempted to seduce, and although some could be a good way to blow off some steam one night, none of them were ever able to make him feel so pathetic like you. As if the world stopped working.

With one glance of yours, you have done the impossible.

“Hello your majesty! I am the western village’s herbal remedies expert, and I hear you need my expertees?” Your father asks, and King Taehyung nods his head. But your eyes never leave the mysterious brown pupils of the man whose face seems like stone, and gaze feels like the coldest breeze of winter.

“Ah, yes! Many of my bravest knights have been hurt by our most recent war, and we need the best help we can need. Thank goodness we won the war, or else there would be much worse casualties—and it is all thanks to my mightiest knight, Jungkook!”

King Taehyung pats Jungkook on the back, a glint of mischief written all over Taehyung’s eyes as he stares at Jungkook, and he immediately knows the king is up to something.

“We are incredibly grateful for you, Knight Jungkook.” You say while both you and the old man bows, and Jungkook fights everything inside him to not let his cheeks show not even the smallest tint of red.

King Taehyung smirks, “I will take you to the men.” He points at the old man, “And Knight Jungkook will take you to the other wing.”

You blink, and suddenly, your father and king Taehyung leave the throne room, and only you and Jungkook stay behind.

Silence surrounds you, and your eyes don’t leave Knight Jungkook’s, your body too terrified to move your body, your brain reminding you of the rumours that surround the vicious knight in front of you.

You’ve always been scared when anyone mentioned the name of Jungkook, as anyone in the village did. Of how Jungkook carried his sword as easily as he does his body, how never once has an enemy claimed victory over him. How Knight Jungkook would always finish any enemy that dared defy the crown of the king or his people, and have sent thousands straight to hell with his bloody sword.

He spared mercy to no one, and his name haunted commoners like you, used to inflict terror on every village.

Seconds pass and neither of you move

With a clearing of your throat, and with every brave part of your body, you decide to speak first, breaking the few seconds of awkward silence.

“Hi.”

It didn’t take long for you to forget about your past judgement of Jungkook, and soon, both your names were written in the stars as you fell harder for each other each moon that passed.

“Jungkook, what are you doing here?!” You gasp while holding the door, and immediately start looking everywhere to see if any villagers still lurk through the village streets. “What if a villager sees you?!”

Knights were not very common to be spotted on village grounds, only when a war or battle was happening nearby, which always causes great damage to houses and makes every villager panic.

Your anxiousness is in juxtaposition to Jungkook, who stays calm, and holds a smile on his lips as his eyes full of love gaze at your figure.

“Can I not come here to see my beautiful love?” Jungkook leans to catch your lips on a kiss, but instead of welcoming his mouth, you harshly pull him into your home and immediately close the door.

“You must be insane!” You whisper-yell, and Jungkook blinks, staring at you with confusion plastered all over his face.

“Why?”

“No villager can see you, or they will all panic!”

“Oh.” Jungkook finally realises his mistake, but shrugs, and leans for a kiss again, which you finally reciprocate.

Jungkook smiles into the kiss, and whispers to your ears. “You make me reckless, princess.”

Three years later.

“My love, I’m home!” Jungkook shouts as he enters his home, putting his sword next to the door as he starts getting rid of his heavy attire.

Jungkook hears steps, and soon, you’re running to him, a fond smile forming on his face when his eyes catch yours.

You run to him and wrap your hands around his waist in a tight hug, small tears running down your cheeks, staining your husband’s shoulder while Jungkook hugs you back, just as tight, both of you letting out your deepest emotions.

Thirty moons passed since you’ve seen each other last, and every minute that passed, your heart bled more and more for the touch of your husband, for at least any word that he was okay.

Every day spent with your heartstrings pulled in fear for your husband, of the possibility that you may never see him again. You know there wasn’t much to be scared of since Jungkook is the best at what he does, but you couldn’t help it. Every day on the battlefield is a risk in your eyes.

And Jungkook swore his soul would be sucked out of his body because of the overwhelming feeling of missing you, of yearning for your soothing touch after a day at the palace, of your skins touching each other in the most intimate ways.

Being apart wasn’t something you both were a stranger to, but no matter how many times Jungkook was away for another mission under the king’s orders, your hearts would still feel the painful stab of not being together.

 “I missed you so much.” You sigh and Jungkook hums, continuing his kisses to your collarbone, his eyes forming the littlest of water.

“Missed you too, my love. There was not a day in which I didn't think of you.” Jungkook places a kiss on your forehead, and you finally break your much needed hug. You look him in the eyes and caress his cheek, gasping lightly when you see bruises on his skin.

“Oh, honey, you must be careful with yourself.” You frown, but your husband only smiles fondly, his heart spitting fireworks as you care for him.

If anyone were to know about how the ruthless, fearful Jungkook, with eyes that could kill, melted because of a single person, no one would ever believe it. But here you were, looking at him with all the love in the world, enough to make his cold heart turn to liquid.

“It’s alright, my love. You should see the other men.” Your husband smirks and you roll your eyes before pulling him to the chair beside your fire.

“Sit here, I’ll grab medicine.” Jungkook follows your instructions, but before you could walk away, a hand grabs your wrist and pulls you toward his lap. You yelp, and your husband only chuckles.

“Godness, Jungkook!” He giggles and you only huff in return, but a smile soon creeps up on your lips when he starts placing butterfly kisses all over your face.

“Can I not worship my wife I missed so much?”

You giggle, “But honey, I must cure your bruises!”

“They can wait, my love.” Jungkook presses kisses to your neck and you hum sweetly, enjoying the warm feeling of your souls finally together again.

“Are you going to travel for the king again soon?” You say with a frown, your heart squeezing on itself, already preparing for the bad news that he has to go away from you again. Being apart is torture for your binded souls, and you don’t know if you can endure such distance again in the near future. Your heart, your body, your soul, may not be able to take it—to be away from your soulmate.

“The king put me off duty for thirty moons, my love. We have all the time in the world to be together.” Jungkook says through a warm smile, and you sigh in relief, your head falling to his shoulder as your love presses kisses to the skin of your neck.

“I love you, Jeon Jungkook.” You turn around to face his eyes, and drown yourself on the millions of stars that live inside his pupils.

Jungkook smiles, “I love you, too, Jeon _____.”

Little Dove

Little Dove

Pairing: Mafia!Bts x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 3.1k

Synopsis: You were gentle, innocent, and pure. In simple words, the exact opposite of the cold-hearted and callous mafia members who fell for you in such a cliché manner.

Warnings : Harassment, Violence.

A/N: I had so much fun writing this hehe, I hope you enjoy reading, and as always comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

You worked part time as a florist at the dainty store just a few minutes away from your apartment complex. It was an easy way to make quick cash to others, but you weren't entirely in it for the money. The sweet scent of flowers always made your day, no matter what.

Although there were always a few men who came in regularly to ask you out on dates, you always refused. Surely they were nice guys, but you were waiting for someone special. Someone who would make you feel a spark at the very first moment.

A bell-like sound was heard from your door, it was the wind chimes you had recently purchased. It was much easier with them, so now you knew when a customer would enter. You were wearing a white blouse with a beige garden apron over it. Dusting the loose soil on your clothing, you made your way to the counter.

There you saw a man, maybe a few years older than you browsing the different rows of flowers. To many others, they'd immediately be afraid of him. However, you weren't the slightest bit afraid. You had no reason to judge him based off his appearance, even though you could admit his tattoos and piercings were a bit bold.

He wore a white turtleneck paired with a black leather jacket. His jeans were black as well, having slight rips in the fabric. He wore black boots, and had rather long legs. When he finally turned around in your direction, that was when you noticed him having a golden pin name plate stuck on his jacket.

Jeon Jungkook, it read.

" May I help you? " You smiled brightly in his direction, your hair swaying perfectly as a breeze whooshed past you. His face seemed to relax a bit, and he made his way over to the counter.

" Yes, actually.. " He said in a husky voice, biting his lip in confusion.

" This is my first time shopping for flowers and.. " 

" Say no more! " 

The man seemed to be surprised with your quick and determined answer, but you didn't miss the small smile that crept on his face. It was an innocent smile, not a smirk like some other customers gave you.

You lead him to the back of the shop, revealing a shelf stacked with beautiful vases with even prettier flowers inside. Each row was filled, and Jungkook stared in awe at the variety of colors.

" Beautiful, huh? " 

Jungkook nodded and stepped closer to the vases, reaching his hand out to gently touch the petals of one of the pink carnations. However, another bouquet caught his eye. It was all the way on the other side of the room, but it seemed to call for him. 

Without a second to spare, he began making his way over to the much lovely bouquet, filled with purple roses. Some of the roses were pale purple and others were lavender-colored He was fascinated to say the least, and you saw it in his face.

" These. " He said, grabbing the flowers carefully off the table and into his arms. You nodded and led him back to the counter to ring him up.

" Falling in love at first sight " You hummed, punching a few buttons into your register. Jungkook's eyes widened at your statement, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

" Excuse me? "

" Oh, " You laughed in embarrassment, pink rising to your cheeks. So much so, that you could even blend in with the carnations you two saw earlier.  

" That's the symbol of purple roses.. "

Once those words left your mouth, Jungkook groaned internally. He felt so stupid for even asking what you meant, there was clearly only one explanation for you saying that. 

Deciding he embarrassed himself enough, he just nodded and looked down at the floor. It wasn't common for him to be embarrassed, in fact it was shameful he was feeling like this in the first way as one of the biggest mafia mafia bosses in the entire country.

" Alright, your total will be- "

Before you could even finish your sentence, Jungkook had already opened his wallet and handed you crisp bills, much more than the flowers costed. Your mouth widened and shook your head, only taking a few that totaled up to his total and returning the rest back to him.

However, he was persistent and gave you back the spare money.

" Keep it.. please. "

Even though you were highly suspicious, you accepted the money gratefully. Jungkook had no idea why he was being so kind to you, but you just seemed so innocent.. so sweet. Much different from him, and that made him want to protect you.

" Bye, Jungkook! " You chirped as he was walking out the door, he looked back at you with a perplexed face, how did you know his name? 

Did you know who he was? 

You pointed to his shirt, and he spotted the name tag he forgot to take off.

" Bye.. " He paused, realizing he didn't know your name yet.

" Y/n. " You finished for him.

Pretty, he thought before pushing the door open, your melodic voice still ringing in his ear like a pleasant memory. He couldn't wait to tell his members about you. In fact, they were the entire reason he went to your shop in the first place. He was out buying flowers for them knowing that business had been stressful recently.

" I'm home! " Jungkook called out into the large apartment that they all shared. It was hidden behind buildings, and took a lot of twists and turns to get into. There were guards on watch 24/7 outside the house to ensure safety.

All the other 6 boys were sprawled out on the couch, engrossed into the movie playing on the television. Namjoon paused the movie with a yawn, despite the others protesting to resume it.

" I got flowers. " Jungkook stated which got everyone's attention. They left the comfort of the couch, and walked over to the table which Jungkook unwrapped the flowers and placed them gently into a vase of water.

" What's the occasion? " Jimin asked, eyeing the flowers.

" Just felt like it. "Jungkook debated whether or not to tell the others about you, but ultimately decided to. He couldn't stop thinking about you. He knew you were special, there was just something about you.

" There was a.. " He paused, choosing his words carefully. " cute girl working at the shop. "

" Don't you think you have enough company? " Yoongi rolled his eyes, punching the younger member on the shoulder playfully. He could agree though, he already had seven boyfriends to keep him company, but he really felt attracted towards you, like you were that missing piece in his life.

" She's just.. special. "

After that, they didn't talk about you anymore, but you still lingered in the back of Jungkooks mind. He didn't think he could ever forget a voice like yours, and he was correct.

" L-let me go! " 

A small voice was heard by the boys on a cold night. They were walking home from a business deal, and they were immediately concerned. Normally they wouldn't go out of their way to protect someone, but Jungkook was absolutely positive it was you. 

Without thinking, he quickly turned around and walked back to the alleyway where your voice echoed. Your screams and cries became louder which pushed him to break into a sprint. The other boys were confused but ran after him.

When he finally ran deeper into the dark alleyway, his blood boiled when he saw a masked man hovering over you in a threatening manner. Jungkook was quick to react, and his fist instantly meeting the side of his head, knocking him down on the floor. He continued to strike the man on the floor, not feeling one bit of mercy. 

" Kook! " Hoseok yelled when they finally caught up with him. He didn't try ripping him off of the man, but looked to the wall and saw you. The rest of the members followed Hoseok's eyes in confusion, but frowned when they saw your trembling figure.

" Enough. " Jin ordered, realizing you were becoming more scared by the violent scene unfolding. Jungkook threw one final punch to the man's jaw and stumbled away from the now unconscious man. As much as he wished to continue, he knew he had to follow the instructions given to him.

Your mouth was dry, and nothing seemed to escape your mouth. You just stared at Jungkook in a stunned manner. His face was familiar, but you couldn't but your finger on who he was. To be fair, it's been at least a month since you've last seen him. It only hit you when the light from the moon shone on him, the gold name plate sparkling on his black suit. 

" J-jungkook..? "

He looked so much different like this, his sleeves rolled up to expose more tattoos. Blood was dripping from his knuckles, and purple bruises beginning to form. It made your heart squeeze knowing he was hurt because of you. You would've felt the same way even if it wasn't Jungkook standing in front of you, and another man protecting you.

Without thinking, you quickly ran to into his chest. He stood there stiffly, not knowing exactly what to do. Your arms wrapped around him tightly, and you buried your face into his body for comfort. It was obvious you weren't letting go anytime soon. He wasn't quite used to affection like this, and had no prior experience with comforting.

He looked over in his hyungs direction urging them to do or say something. It was Taehyung's voice who broke the silence.

" Are you alright.. ? " His voice was hoarse and hesitant. 

You didn't reply, only sobbing further into Jungkook's crisp black blazer. However, after feeling the dampness against your face made you pull away. You had caused him enough trouble, the last thing you'd want to do is ruin his clothes.

When you turned to the side to wipe away your tears, you saw six other terrifying figures. You assumed that it was just Jungkook and the other man, not a whole group in your presence. Feeling embarrassed, you quickly bowed in their way to not come off as rude.

You noticed that the other six men were wearing the same golden name pins stuck on their tops, to see clearly you blinked back the tears that were escaping your eyes and read them each carefully, trying your best not to make it obvious that you were looking at them.

Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung.

" I-I'm so sorry.. " The way your voice shook made their hearts ache a bit. Although it was rather inappropriate timing, all of the men found your voice sweet, and your manners cute.

" J-Jungkook.. Thank you.. " 

" She knows you? " Yoongi perked a brow, shifting his attention to the maknae. 

All the youngest could do was clear his throat, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of you. Its not like he could just blurt out " Oh, yeah! This is the special girl I've been talking about for the past month "

No way in hell would he ever risk his pride like that. 

" Oh.. yeah. She owns a flower shop. "

A sly smirk formed on Jimin's face, and Jungkook knew what was coming.

" So you're the special florist our Kook has been rambling about. "

Fuck.

Your gaze changed between Jimin and Jungkook, your mouth gaping in an O shape. Him? Rambling about you? That didn't make sense at all, you two have only met once to be fair.

" S..Special florist? " 

Namjoon hummed and said something about how Jungkook wouldn't stop talking about you, and you didn't miss the bright pink blush that was spreading on the mans face in front of you. If you had to say so yourself, this was not the same man that just knocked someone out less than five minutes ago.

" Shut up already! " He snapped, rolling his sleeves down and glaring at the line of men in frustration. You probably thought he was a weirdo by now.

" I thought.. it was kinda cute. " You admitted, looking up at him with innocent eyes.

Oh, only if you knew what type of people they were. Maybe your answer would be different then. Perhaps you would already be long gone, dashing away from them in fear for your life despite them saving you. 

They were dangerous people, and they knew that.

" We should hurry back. It's getting late. " 

You weren't sure who said it, but you frowned knowing that you'd have to part ways with him. Due to the fact you were in grave danger less than ten minutes ago, you were still shaken up. You didn't want to walk home by yourself just in case something like that would happen again and you didn't have anyone to protect you.

Despite you being scared out of your mind, you didn't want to burden them any more with your troubles. They saved you once, and that was all you wanted to ask from them. Nothing more.

" Thank you again, all of you. " You mumbled, bowing politely once again but this time you were more hesitant and shaky due to the fact you were cold but that was expected. All you were wearing was an oversized beige shirt, paired with a white skirt. The only thing that kept you from freezing to death were your white high socks.

Finding that there was nothing more to say, you turned on your heel and started walking further into the alley, your back facing them. This was the route you used to get home, you'd have to walk all the way into the alleyway and make a right where it ended. From there, you walked straight for a few minutes and then you'd be home.

The gravel shuffled under your shoes but when you stopped to grab your phone out of the small brown purse you had around your shoulder, you realized that there were still footsteps heard. In absolute fear, you turned around with a wince only to be met face to face with all 7 of the men.

" Let us walk you home. " Jungkook smiled, and made his way next to you.

" Sorry if we scared you, we just thought we'd follow you until you arrived at your house. "

" Jin, that sounds so weird! "

" I agree with Hoseok, " Taehyung added, and then looked directly at you. " I promise, we aren't some weird stalkers. "

A soft giggle escaped your lips, and your heart felt warm. Something about them was different, they made you feel something you've never felt before. It was crazy thinking you just met them today, when in your heart it feels that you've known them forever, or that you were waiting for them forever.

When they heard you laugh, they all had this strange feeling in their hearts. Your laughter was like sweet music playing, and they would be lying if they said you weren't their ideal type. Although its hard to judge someone after knowing them for under an hour, the boys just had a connection to you. 

The first few minutes of walking were undeniably awkward, but after a few minutes they began to let their guard down around you. Jokes were being cracked every second making you laugh until your sides hurt, this was genuinely the happiest you've felt in a while.  

Sure you had a warm welcoming smile plastered on your face when you worked at the store, but on the three days you don't work - you just stay home. You don't have much friends to hang out with, and your customers are really the only people you socialize with face to face.

" So, what do you guys work as? " Curiosity got the best of you, and it just slipped out. You guys have been talking about your job as a florist the entire time, so it was nature to wonder what their occupations were.

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking. You took a halt and looked up at all seven of the men who were sharing glances between each other.

" We work in business. " 

" I'm not surprised. You guys look quite extravagant. "

After that, you quickly moved on to another topic. Mentally, you made a note in your head. They don't like to talk about their jobs, got it. You weren't too sure why but whatever made them uncomfortable, you'd gladly refrain talking about it.

Soon enough you arrived home. It was a small house, fit for only two or three people. The area was nice though, it was pretty much empty. That meaning there were never issues going on and you could live peacefully.

" Thank you, again. " 

" It's no trouble, you don't need to thank us. " Namjoon smiled, his perfect blonde-bleached hair being pushed to the side gracefully in the nights air. His glasses reflecting the celestial crescent moon that shone in the sky.

Before you could even let a word escape your lips, they were bidding goodbyes and turning their backs to you. You stayed in place, your feet glued to the cement underneath your shoes. Your eyes followed the seven figures walking down the streets until they completely into the chilly night, their presence long gone - as if they weren't with you a few minutes ago.

Although you just met one not even a month ago and the other six just today, you couldn't help but wonder if you'd ever be able to cross paths with the seven men once again.

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