Jungkook Being Possessive Over Oc Is Hot As Heck Oc Knows She Holds A Power Over Her Man, He Couldnt

Jungkook being possessive over Oc is hot as heck🥵 Oc knows she holds a power over her man, he couldn’t even concentrate on Yuna that much when Oc sat on Tae’s lap 🤣 & that pick me girl was really about to dare Tae to kiss Oc🤣 Jungkook lost it🤣

bro i love aggressive jk but tae and oc's chemistry is so fun to write istg 😩 WHY DID I WNT THEM TO KISS AAAAA

Its my first time making a request since im SO in love with textbook couple. can i request where jungkook being a whiny pouty baby? like yn is just studying or idk doing something really serious and jungkook is wanting her attention but shes just like “babe im working~” but jungkook just being whiny and pouty and keep trying to get her attention, and she refuses to give him and then yoongi or other member come to her and she give her full attention to them and jungkook becomes more pouty and hug her like a koala and said “why are you being mean to me?? pay attention to me me , just me”, like just a wholesome fluff please but if you want to of course

i hope my first time writing your request goes well 😩😩 LESSGOOO

Biochemistry is your highest priority when it comes to doing well in a specific field. It is the most important, hard and overwhelming subject you've ever studied and you have a midterm in two weeks. Stupid cell biology, genetics and viruses... Despite paying your utmost attention throughout the entire semester, it still proves to be difficult to revise all these units in one sitting. You've been revising since last week, and you have time to memorize the entire textbook, but taking breaks feels too much of a privilege—even with Jungkook next to you.

You had told him you would be busy, but he insisted in joining you in the library, and it seems he still doesn't realize how crucial it is for you to concentrate on your notes and books scattered on the table. He is trying to strike up a conversation every chance he gets, though all you really need is silence right now.

Diagrams of molecular structures are taunting you when he looks up from his phone and says, "The Matrix Resurrections is out. We can watch it tonight, if you're not busy."

You don't hear him as you try to draw a molecule from memory; you were told to memorize specific formulas beforehand. Fucking DNA. It's so boring.

"I rewatched the first movie a couple days ago," he continues despite your lack of response. "Sometimes I wonder if you're real– if all this is real. Are people watching me have sex behind a screen?"

There are no crickets inside the building, but the occasional coughs and rustling of papers remind him of your utter silence anyway. He deeply sighs. It's entertaining to watch you study with your tongue sticking out when you're writing something, or the furrow of your brows when you're reading, but he is feeling deprived of attention. He's not one to beg, but he's growing a little needy. An involuntary pout settles on his lips.

"Hey," he gently nudges your shoulder. His tone of voice is unfamiliar: soft and whiny. "You haven't looked at me in like two hours. Talk to me."

"I'm working," you say distantly. You could barely comprehend what he said, but your response should suffice and convey that you can't spare him any time right now. But he doesn't take the hint and instead snuggles into the crook of your neck. "Jungkook..." you quietly groan. These are stressful times, and this is an incredibly rare moment that you can't enjoy right now.

His breath hits your skin and slightly tickles the sensitive spot. "I'm just asking for one minute," he pecks your shoulder.

"Not now," you gently shrug him off. You wish he had listened to you when you told him you were busy because now he's just going to get upset and keep demanding your attention that is undivided on your work.

He opens his mouth to plead, but he's interrupted by Namjoon approaching your table. He greets the both of you before glancing at your open books.

"You're studying for the midterm?" he asks and sits down next to you without taking his eyes off of your organized notes.

"Yep," you peep.

He plops his backpack on the father side of the round desk to not invade your space. "Can I join? I was just about to start."

"You have to be fucking kidding me," Jungkook mutters to himself in astonishment. He hasn't even had a dialogue this long with you this entire day and Namjoon just comes waltzing in, and you're somehow okay with it. He is slightly bashful when he asks, "You guys, um, take the same courses?"

"Just Biology," Namjoon answers for you. He shifts his chair closer to you and skims your current focus. "Oh, dude, this is like the only topic I'm good at. I aced every quiz."

"Really?" You're skeptical but let him pull the pages closer to himself. "I just need help with structures. I get the functions and everything else."

"I can help with that," he offers with a kind smile. Neither of you speak much outside of group settings, so this is somewhat refreshing. Namjoon seems friendly, and you know he's smart when he's not witnessing one of your fallouts with your boyfriend. "Can you help me with enzymology after?"

"Yeah, yeah, I was going to move onto that right after..."

Jungkook feels like he's invisible. It's like he's not sitting right next to you, although he's been here for the past what, three hours? Jealousy stirs in his heart and he's scowling and sulking in seat.

It's after Namjoon unzips his bag that he has to go to his dorm because his laptop charger's missing. Unlike you, he takes virtual notes, and he assures you he'll be right back before hurrying off. You are about to get back on track with your studies until Jungkook pokes your arm. "You are being very mean."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Why am I being ignored?"

You take in the sight of him looking so innocent and childlike with his arms crossed, brows knitted, and bottom lip jutting out even though you know he's doing it subconsciously. It's adorable, and he doesn't intimidate you with his tone in the slightest. "I'm sorry, you know how I get when it comes to–"

"You were fine with Namjoon!" he huffs.

"That's because it was related to the midterm," you explain with a grin.

"What if it was Taehyung?"

"I would tell him to leave."

"Yoongi?"

"I'd ask him to leave."

"And Jin–"

"Jungkook," you interrupt him with a laugh and shuffle closer to him. "I'm not comfortable with distractions around me, but I don't want you to leave."

"Then why didn't you so much as glance at me?"

You take it upon yourself to free his arms and hold his hands so you can intertwine your fingers. "Baby..."

His knees feel weak even though he's not standing. That's how much you've deprived him of your affection; he's lighting up at a mere pet name, though he tries to hide your effect on him with a glare. "Don't baby me," he tightens your interlocked hands. "I've been trying to ask you out the whole fucking day."

"I'm so sorry," you mirror his pout.

"No. I want date night. Tonight."

Even his commands sound out of place. To think such a bulky guy with a sleeve of tattoos, brow piercings and chunky boots is sitting here, ordering you to take him out because he's feeling neglected despite spending every minute together.

You want to say yes, but you have to prepare another set of flashcards for tomorrow later tonight.

Thankfully, Namjoon walks in on you before you can say anything. He's holding the white cables by wrapping it around his hand. "Hey," he says, out of breath before looking for an outlet under the table. When Jungkook notices you slipping back into your manic study mode, he forces you to look at him by harshly gripping your cheeks.

"Please," he pleads, and his gaze is so soft, but the fingers digging into your cheeks make them squish because of his desperation. "I need attention."

"I-I need to study–"

"Pay attention to me," he whines quietly. "You don't want to make me sad, do you?"

Now he's playing dirty. It's not his fault; you weren't budging, so what was he supposed to do? Enable your unhealthy studying methods? He drops his hand from your face and instead clings onto your waist, bringing you to an embrace and forcing you into a close proximity. You like his cologne, he knows you do, and maybe it'll work in his favor today. He needs it to.

All you do is coo and soothingly rub his cheek, thumb running over a permanent scar as you get lost in his eyes. But it's all an act, he realizes, when you still say, "No."

"Why are you so mean to me?!" he instantly argues. Neither of you notice Namjoon standing awkwardly with his charger in hand. "You can't just come into my life, make me feel special, and then Biochemistry!"

"Yes, I can," you calmly challenge and stifle your giggle. "We can go out this weekend, but now, I'm busy and you should go to your night lecture."

"Saturday. If you go out with me on Saturday, I'll go."

"Fine."

"And Namjoon," Jungkook turns to his friend, "the outlet is right next to you, dumbass."

"Oh."

Oh my goodness, that scenario was so cute 🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️

thank you :D ❤❤❤❤

LMAO I have watched Fugou Keiji Balance: Unlimited but I just realized your pfp is from that anime 😭😭😭

god she's so fucking hot and mommy 😭😭 ima be real didn't like the anime all that much but GODDAMN YOKOOOO

So I saw the ask with the nerd oc and bully jk aaaand could you maybe write about their baby? Just a short scenario 😊

All nine months led up to this moment, the moment where Jungkook finally got to see what you and him look fused together. It rather looks alien when he watches his babygirl in her crib, asleep in the late hours of the night. He can't stop staring—she really does look alien. It makes him chuckle how ugly yet cute she looks while drooling. Her audible soft breaths fill his heart with warmth.

They lucked out; Eun, as they named her, is a rather quiet one. She cries occasionally, but mostly just mumbles incoherently the way babies do when they're fascinated by something. She finds Jungkook fascinating when she's awake, always peering up at him in your arms when you're giving her the tenth house tour because you're also fascinated. Having a child feels alien as well, but you can't get enough of her. Jungkook has to steal her from you to spend time with her himself. They usually have to hang out at night, though.

He doesn't feel sleepy. There's something so intriguing about Eun's ugly baby face that can't wipe the awestruck smile off of his face. God, she's adorable with her little hands sprawled out in the crib, her tiny feet occasionally twitching in her sleep. He can't get enough of her either.

Besides, what if someone steals her when they're asleep? He has to keep his guard up.

"Boo."

It is cruel to burst Jungkook's bubble of silence in the dead of the night, and he jumps in his seat before turning to you with wide eyes and quickly holds up a finger to his mouth to demand the same silence. You chuckle through your nose as he slowly gets up, tiptoeing his way to you without taking his eyes off of Eun until he's out of the nursery. He quietly clicks the door shut and scolds you, "You're a creep, you know that?"

"I was thirsty," you defend with a small laugh. "And the door was open, so I decided to check on her. Not to mention you keep leaving the light on in the hall!"

He glances at the door worriedly before scolding you again, "Quiet. You're going to wake her."

"She's a heavy sleeper."

Despite your reasoning, he pulls you into the master bedroom by tugging on your robe anyway. You allow him while stifling your giggles. He's so protective, yet so shy about his "dad feelings".

"Do I have to read you to sleep as well?" he jokes as he pushes you onto the bed, now towering over you with his arms crossed and a suppressed smile.

This reminds you: "If you came to bed, you wouldn't have to."

"Are you jealous?" is his instant rebuttal. "Gee, fuck me for wanting to spend time with our daughter. Maybe if you didn't spend all your time with her..."

"Are you jealous?" you grin and lean on your palms to look up at him. Your nightgown peeks under your matching robe.

"Of your ability to hold her? Yes."

You burst out laughing at his lighthearted joke. "I offered to teach," you roll your eyes with a bright smile, "it's not my fault you're a coward."

There's also the fact that Jungkook is rather scared of carrying Eun, because: "Excuse me for not wanting to drop her and give her a concussion!"

"What are you lifting weights for if you're not going to carry your three kilo baby?"

"Is this the mother glow? Looking all pretty but being such a bully?"

The banter is cut short when you giggle with a blush. Every reminder of your motherhood warms your skin with joy. It has its downsides, and you do experience anxiety when considering how clueless you are when it comes to parenting despite the months of research you'd done, but creating a family with Jungkook outweighs the downsides with the contentment it brings you.

But it also means a lot to you when Jungkook compliments you. You were extremely insecure for some time throughout your pregnancy, and you still are because of your new scars and marks, but your husband makes up for it with his doting behavior.

"Oh no," he widens his eyes to himself in feigned terror, indicating another incoming jab at you. "I called you pretty; are you going to start crying and fight with me again?"

"Oh my God, shut up, I did not fight with you," you laugh despite your argument. So maybe you did get a little crazy a month before Eun was due, what with all the nearing date and all, but you weren't that emotional... you think.

"I seem to recall you accusing me of saying the opposite of what I thought and then pushing me until you threatened me with a spatula," he pretends to think as he hums, looking up at the ceiling when the memories flood in. "Maybe my hormones made me hallucinate that, you never know."

His teasing prompts you to crawl into your bed to hide your embarrassment. The blanket is heavy on your body when you snuggle under it and hold it over your mouth. You said and did a lot of things during that trimester that you aren't very proud of right now, and it doesn't help that he's bringing it up just two months after it happened. At least he was patient with you when it happened. You had started crying the moment he called you beautiful and well, who would believe him when you had just finished your second batch of cookies?

"Sorry, sorry," he says, but you can hear the smile on his face as he joins you under the comforter. "Forgot I have to deal with the mother hormones now."

"If it's such a bother, you can go and stare at Eun some more," you bite back, petty yet hoping he'd stay this time. He always comes when you're already asleep.

The pull of your smaller frame against his chest makes you sigh in relief. He's staying– and hurray, you're not heavy enough for him to be unable to pull you! "I'll stay," he exhales and cuddles you with his chin resting on your head. You can hear the comfort and relaxation in his voice—it's endearing and reassuring. He continues, "if you at least let me have the morning with her."

"And deny you of changing her diaper? Never."

ima try to write as many requests as i can pls be patient i'm slow 😩