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posting all fic recs now, i'm still editing em tho so yep

sweet love | pjm (teaser)

⤷ part of the dads universe

⏤ pairing: coffee shop owner!jimin x female reader

⏤ genre: parents au, exes to lovers, fluff, and smut

⏤ summary: jimin is the father of your four-year-old daughter, moon, and he’s also your ex. an ex you never considered getting back to, but that wasn’t until you both found yourself being single again. watching a movie with moon every sunday became the perfect excuse to flirt together discreetly. a flirt that brought back ten years of sweet love.

⏤ author’s note: here is the little teaser 🤗 this was a fic i originally wrote some time ago & i’m editing it right now, the wait shouldn’t be that long as i’m only adding scenes & adjusting what was already written ✨ this is honestly a very sweet fic & i just can’t wait for you to read it 💜

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PARADISE SERIES MASTERLIST

» 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨…𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄! «

「 The five star country club & resort where the wine tastes sweeter, the trust funds are bigger and it’s summer vacation all year round…

The only place you can find the highest standards of luxury, scenery, pampering and most importantly, love and friendship…if you have a taste for the finer things in life! 」

Want to join us? Then read on…

☼ country!club au/s, ot7 x reader | key: smut (s) | fluff (f) | angst (a)

» 𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒… «

GUEST REVIEW BY:

☼ K I M N A M J O O N : stick shift (s)

❝ When the sweet talking mechanic you clash with on the side of the road turns out to be your new chauffeur, you don’t expect romance to be in the air. And you definitely never expect to find yourself bent over the hood of your own Mercedes Benz. ❞

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ K I M S E O K J I N : better with you (s)(f)(a)

❝ A part time job as a chef at Paradise Resort seems like the perfect way to spend your summer and save up some spare cash to open your own restaurant back home. That is until you cross paths with the CEO’s son who threatens to fire you if you don’t help him inherit his trust-fund-baby-fortune. How? By making you his fiancé. Well, his pretend fiancé at least. ❞

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: PART I / PART II / PART III

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ M I N Y O O N G I : in full living colour (s)(f)(a)

❝ Min Yoongi is an artist, renowned for his paintings that only seem to emerge in black and white. Run down and consumed by life and loss, Yoongi struggles to stay afloat. His paintbrush is his only outlet before he meets you — a rich art collector who is determined to find out the story behind the mysterious initials “MY” — and before he knows it, Yoongi can see far more colours on his horizon. ❞

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ J U N G H O S E O K : lay me down slowly (s)(f)(a)

❝ When your old friend from college whisks you and your friends off to a romantic resort for his wedding, he wants everything to be perfect — even if that means pretending to still be in love with your ex and taking obligatory dance lessons to cure your severe case of two left feet. But when Namjoon hires the the very best (and grouchiest) ballroom dance teacher on the island, Jung Hoseok, you find yourself getting whisked off your feet…until you realise that you can’t dance around the past forever.❞

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ P A R K J I M I N : it’s a wild card! (s)(f)

❝ Charming, preppy, private school student Park Jimin is known for never losing a tennis game at Paradise country club. That’s why you are sure you must be going crazy when he challenges you to a match and you accept. He wins? You have to fulfil his biggest fantasy. But if you win? You get to decide his punishment. And boy, does your fantasy of having Park Jimin on his knees sound fun. How could you refuse? ❞

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ K I M T A E H Y U N G : into the deep end (s)(f)(a)

❝ The only bad thing about being a lifeguard at Paradise Resort is Kim Taehyung — professional swimmer, known serial hot tub pranker and most importantly, your biggest rival.❞

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ J E O N J U N G K O O K: take a sip (s)(f)

❝ Your best friend’s engagement party is a dreadful reminder of your painfully barren dating life. That is until you lay eyes on the tattooed waiter who can’t stop staring - after all, the wine tastes sweet but he tastes sweeter. ❞

date posted: 31.08.19

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

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☼ M I S C E L L A N E O U S: let your heart breathe (a)(f)

❝  Jungkook has fifteen minutes left. Fifteen minutes left to pack up his life into a backpack. Fifteen minutes left until his cab arrives to take him away from Paradise for good. Fifteen minutes left to tell Jimin he loves him. ❞ - A Better With You drabble.

date posted: TBE.

⇢ read here: x

「GUEST’S RATING: ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆」

rating: mature

status: on-going, last updated:

published parts: 1/7.

warnings: please refer to individual works for in depth warnings. also please note that characters do not cross over au’s unless explicitly stated.

» 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘! «

jungkook fic recs

here’s a list of jungkook fics that i love sooo much ♡︎ pls go show these amazing authors some love and support !! most works are 18+ so minors don’t interact !

— series

by @venusiangguk

dilf jk : smut, fluff, angst, s2l, fwb

gold rush : smut, fluff, established relationship, college au, switch!jk

by @1kook

netflix & chill : fluff, domesticity, smut, angst, s2l, established relationship, app developer!jk

born sinner : smut, angst, church boy!jk

by @bratkook

deep six : smut, angst, fluff, biker gang au, biker!jk

i don’t mind : smut, fluff, angst, s2l, band au, guitarist!jk

queen of broken hearts : smut, heavy angst, fwb, one sided pining

not yet : fluff, angst, smut, idiots2lovers, best friend!jk

by @noteguk

bad influence : smut, angst, fluff, fwb, e2l, college au, bad boy!jk

by @extravaguk

#jeonjungkookisoverparty : fluff, smut, humor, college au, fake dating au, himbo!jk

by @angelguk

pretty boy : smut, angst, fluff, childhood besties au, pining, jock!jk

by @kookingtae

falling into you : angst, smut, slow burn, mutual pining, college au, shy!jk

by @boymeetsweevil

for science : fluff, smut, angst, humor, f2l, fwb, nerdy!jk

by @junqkook

into the woods : smut, angst, fluff, e2l, fantasy au, goblin!jk

by @kooktrash

they were liars : smut, angst, s2l, fake dating au, neighbors au, college au

by @smoochkooks

an ode to a broken heart : heavy angst, smut, unrequited love, f2?

by @xpeachesncream

lowkey : fluff, smut, angst, f2l, college au, fake dating au, nerdy!jk

by @yoon2k

daddy jk : smut, fluff, domesticity, established relationship, husband/dilf!jk

by @chateautae

hotter than hell : angst, fluff, smut, romance, e2l, fantasy au, supernatural au, fallen lucifer!jk

by @yeojaa

devil in a new suit : fluff, angst, smut, idiots2lovers, rich!jk

— one shots

by @venusiangguk

let the games begin & pretty kitty : smut, pwp, fluff, established relationship, gamer!jk

the water is alive : smut, pwp, s2l, fantasy au, crack, himbo!jk

idealizations concerning real life relations : smut, angst, s2l, fwb, fuckboy!jk

keen : pwp, smut, established relationship, jealous!jk

swan song : smut, s2l, f2l, peeping tom!jk

by @1kook

skirt chasers : smut, f2l, college au, campus crush!jk

late fee : smut, angst, f2l, college au, (soft) fuckboy!jk

some way, some how : smut, angst, childhood crushes, f2l, slice of life, pining, autoshop owner!jk

explorer : fluff, smut, angst, s2l, f2l, alien!jk

baecation : smut, domestic love, rich boy!jk

by @bratkook

corrupt : smut, pwp, vampire!jk

tempo : smut, pwp, drummer!jk

quiet, baby : smut, pwp, established relationship

come over & choke me : smut, pwp, neighbor au, peeping tom!jk

concrete king : fluff, smut, himbo/skater boy!jk

another taste : smut, pwp, lead singer/rockstar!jk

switch up! : fluff, smut, college au, bassist!jk

by @noteguk

white lies : smut, fluff, slight angst, f2l, fake dating au, mutual pining, athlete!jk

wicked : smut, demon/incubus!jk

sweet : smut, pwp, established relationship, sub!jk

by @extravaguk

sex education : smut, fluff, college au, brother’s best friend au

lemon sherbet : smut, fluff, angst, summer au, tattoo/piercing artist!jk

by @rmverse

since day one : smut, fluff, f2l, werewolf/boxer/tattoo artist!jk

shield : fluff, romance, smut, security guard!jk

by @jungkxook

the love bug : fluff, smut, spiderman!jk

hot boy bummer : fluff, smut, fwb, f2l, fuckboy!jk

suck it up! : fluff, smut, f2l, college au, vampire!jk

by @angelguk

pu$$y fairy : smut, fwb, college au

lessons in love : smut, best friends au, virgin au

(better) left unsaid : angst, pining, best friends au, band au, lead singer!jk

i could be enough : angst, smut, mutual pining, fwb, stoner!jk

sorry (not sorry) : smut, pining, college au, roommates au

by @aquagustd

angels like you : smut, fluff, s2l, college au, social experiment au, dancer!jk

by @junqkook

rottenfolk : smut, angst, faerie au, royal au, faerie prince!jk

by @mygsii

ensnared : angst, smut, siren au, supernatural au, siren!jk

by @smoochkooks

champagne problems : smut, fluff, slight angst, fwb, slight sugar daddy au, rich!jk

by @mercurygguk

cockblocked : smut, fluff, angst, f2l, roommates au, college au

cuddles : fluff, roommates au

by @jeongi

caught me : smut, roommates au, slight e2l

by @taegularities

bliss : fluff, smut, established relationship, dilf!jk

by @kimnjss

desperate housewife : smut, established relationship, husband!jk

finger painting : smut, pwp, established relationship

by @littlemisskookie

piss off your parents : smut, fluff, angst, roommates au, fake dating au, bad boy!jk

by @yoon2k

aren’t we all sinners? : smut, supernatural au, religious au, sacrilege, ghostbusters!jk

fatal attraction : horror, smut, jennifer’s body au, early 2000s au, supernatural au, college au, virgin!jk

by @inkedtae

pretty boy : smut, fluff, f2secretlovers, shy!jk

crema : smut, pwp, f2l, coffee shop au, forbidden romance au, brother’s best friend!jk

by @sourkoo

endgame : smut, fluff, established relationship, gamer!jk

by @jeonjcngkook

rockstar 101 : smut, pwp, established relationship rockstar!jk

by @ppersonna

swipe right : smut, fluff, angst, f2l, idiots2lovers, twitch streamer!jk

by @junghelioseok

it takes two : smut, fake dating au, roommates au, slow burn, tatted!jk

by @gamerguk

make you scream : smut, humor, f2l

by @ot7always

oh my god, they were (quarantined) roommates : fluff, smut, college au, roommates au

by @yeojaa

holidating : fluff, smut, angst, slight crack, idiots2lovers, slow burn, pining, best friend!jk

by @jjungkookislife

love shop : fluff, smut, slight angst, semi-sex work au

by @pasteljeon

shadows : smut, angst, venom au, venom!jk

by @bimbo-jk

bleed you dry & make you cry : smut, established relationship, vampire!jk

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That Night of Graduation ⇾ jjk [oneshot]

⌁ pairing; reader (f) x Jeon Jungkook

⌁ genre/rating; 18+ explicit content, strangers to lovers, right person wrong time??, friends to lovers.

⌁ summary; After a stupid game of Truth or Drink you are convinced into telling everyone about the time you and Jungkook hooked up together the night of college graduation. A missed connection that you and Jungkook hadn't even talked about. Bringing up some unexpected feeling that you hadn't realized had been lingering between the two of you.

⌁ word count; 24.3k

⌁ warnings; verysoftdom!jungkook, sub!reader, unprotected sex (reader on birth control) and protected sex, two smut scenes for all the horny bitches, multiple orgasms, creampie, fingering, begging, teasing, hair pulling, nipple/breast play, oral sex (m & f receiving), fluffy smut, smut, jungkook is very sweet, drinking, this is a long oneshot I am so sorry.

I also have this fic posted on ao3 as well under the same username. <3 (Also sorry if there is mistakes. Still trying to find them all.)

“Come on I want to do something!” Tae’s voice roared over everyone laughing and drinking.

To set the scene, You had stuck with Tae and Yoongi for most of the night just chatting in the kitchen. Namjoon and his girlfriend Sana were in competition in a heated game of Mario kart. Jungkook and Jimin were playing a sober version of beer pong whereas Jin and Hoseok were not. While Yuna and Cece were watching. Music was a medium hum over everyone else’s noise.

Tae jumped down from his spot next to you on the counter.

“I’m just bored! I don’t want to sit here and chat all night!” He grumbled, you and Yoongi give each other a knowing look knowing he’s just getting moody from drinking.

“We always go do something, we took a majority vote and decided to stay in remember?” Yoongi patted him on the shoulder and took a swig of his drink.

“Yeah some people have to work tomorrow morning so it was easier to stay in.” You chimed in.

“I know,” Tae pouted, “Can we do like truth or dare or something?”

“What are we 13?” Yoongi laughed at him.

“Come on I know you all have some dirt I don’t know about.” Tae wiggled his eyebrows and both of you and you wiggled yours back.

“Doubt that.” You snort and take a drink from your cider.

“What is Tae grumbling about?” Jungkook came trotting into the kitchen with all the cups filled with water from him and Jin’s game. He dumps them out into the sink.

“Tae wants to play a game like truth or dare because we can’t go have an adventure.” You roll your eyes.

“I’m down.” Jungkook says his back still turned to you all.

“Seriously?” Your eyes meet his.

“Yes!” Tae grins from ear to ear.

“I think everyone is just trying to wind down though.” Yoongi jumps in.

Which was true, everyone seemed to be slowing down as the night went on.

“Well why don’t we do like just truths.” Tae suggests and looks between you.

You give a knowing look over to Jungkook. You hadn’t played a game like that in a long while.

“How about we do truth or drink but people can pick their drink. Y/N and I have played it before.” Jungkook suggests.

You looked surprisingly at him, you hadn’t thought about it in a long time. It was never a night either of you had mentioned to your friends either. Yoongi gives a confused look.

He never really thought of you two hanging out before.

“I don’t know.” You glance at your feet. “I mean last time we played it we ended up drunk in the middle of downtown.”

“We made it back safe.” He pulled himself a soda out of the fridge and opened it. “Besides that was our graduation party so we were just celebrating.”

“Yeah but that was just us.” You almost cut yourself off because you realized not anyone else knew about this.

Tae had already left the kitchen to go round up the others.

“Scared we will learn your deepest secrets.” Yoongi pokes your legs, and you bat his hands away.

“I’m more scared about yall’s secrets I’m going to have to hear.” You smirk.

“Back up though, when were you two alone at graduation?” Yoongi back tracked and glanced between you and Jungkook. You look at Jungkook and sigh.

“Remember we stayed behind?” You squint your eyes trying to remember.

“We we’re both done celebrating graduation before the rest of you guys. We just stayed behind and went to bed.” Jungkook took a drink of his drink, he didn’t take his eyes off of you.

“Yeah that was all.” You shrug.

“You two are being weird. What happened at graduation?” He narrows his eyes between the two of you.

“What about graduation?” Jimin came into the kitchen and pulled a drink for himself out of the fridge and he leaned on the counter next to Jungkook.

“Did you know these two hang out without us?” Yoongi looked at Jimin.

“We don’t hang out,” You roll your eyes. “It was that one night.”

“I thought you two didn’t like each other if I’m being honest.” Jimin took a sip of his drink looking between you both.

“I like Jungkook fine!” You exclaim and hop off the counter, “and nothing happened, we just went to bed.”

“I remember Jungkook not coming back to the room til like 8am.” Jimin spoke up.

You looked surprisingly over at him.

“Oh really?” Yoongi gives a curious look to you and then Jungkook and then back to Jimin. “Tell me more.”

“I was in the room before you came back, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jungkook rolled his eyes, trying to change topics.

“No I remember.” Jimin was insistent now, “We got back at roughly 5:30 and no you didn’t come back til 8. I remember because I was pissed at you waking me up so early.”

“You must be remembering it wrong buddy.”

“You sure he wasn’t there before and just left and came back?” You cough a little. You knew you were lying but playing along with Jungkook.

“Why are you both so defensive about it?” Yoongi picked up on the tone change.

You look over to Jungkook who was still had been staring at you. Both of you have had never repeated the events of that night. You weren’t even sure if he remembered most of it since you both were pretty wasted.

“What was that?” Jimin eyes both of you and you snapped your eyes to him.

“What was what?” Jungkook said non-chalantly, he smirked looking back to you. You couldn’t help but laugh but it came out more as a cough.

“You guys shared a look.” He pouted, he for sure saw it.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You smile to yourself as you take a sip of your drink.

“Stop messing around!” Jimin hits Jungkook on the shoulder.

You had a feeling Jimin wasn’t going to let it go though.

Tae right then pulled everyone out of the kitchen into the living room. Everyone had got themselves a drink of some kind, some people went for just beer or cider, and others went just for water or soda. You all sat in a circle around Tae’s coffee table, you and Yoongi decided to share the smaller couch together as you took up most of the room which he protested too. Jimin Jungkook, Sana and Namjoon had taken their places on the couch, while everyone else had found their places on the ground. Tae was standing at the front of the room waiting for everyone to calm down.

“So what are we playing?” Yuna raised her hand as if she was in class.

“Jungkook do you want to explain what it is?” Tae held his hand to Jungkook. Jungkook stood up from his spot on the couch.

“Basically all it is, is truth or drink. You get asked a question and you can either choose to answer it or you can take a sip of your drink. Go wild.” He smiles and takes his seat back down on the couch.

“Is anything off limits?” Jin asks and glances around to everyone.

Everyone nods and seems to silently agree that nothing is off limits. Everyone has known each other long enough that we never really had any boundaries with each other.

The game started with Tae and slowly worked it’s way around. It started off fairly tame and slowly got progressively more interesting. Cece has slept with an A list celebrity but can’t tell us who. Hoseok flirted with a professor to get a better grade in one of his classes in his first year of college. And it went on like this for a while, not all the secrets people spilled were stuff we hadn’t known already either. You had also answered a few questions but nothing that you weren’t too hesitant to answer in the first place.

Eventually questions had made there way back around to Tae who was pretty tipsy at this point because he had many questions he did not want to answer.

“Alright,” he glanced around the circle before he pointed at Jimin, “Jiminie, truth or drink.”

“Bring it.” He said in a playful tone.

“Have you ever slept with someone in our friend group?”

This brought a resounding ‘oh’ from everyone in the group. Shockingly this question hadn’t come up already.

Jimin took a quick glance around the room, almost as if we wasn’t sure if he had or not.

“Other than a sleepover, No Tae I have not slept with anyone in the room.” Jimin said confidently with a cheeky grin on face, “None of you are my type anyways.”

“Ugh you’re boring.” Jin grumbled, he was hoping to hear something juicy.

“Yeah ask something good for this next one.” Yoongi has been silent for a while and finally spoke up. You had almost thought he was falling asleep. “The game is getting stale.”

Jimin placed a finger over his mouth as he scanned everyone. You rolled your eyes and you began to take a sip of your drink. Trying to remain unnoticed, which to your avail hadn’t worked.

“Y/N.” he said very abruptly.

You choking on your drink a little bit.

“What’s up baby?” You smile at him playfully, you may also be a bit tipsy.

Jimin was silent for a moment as a devilish grin played on his lips as he looked between you and Jungkook. Jungkook who was completely wrapped up in his phone.

“Truth or Drink,” He was taunting you a bit, “What happened between you and Jungkook the night of our graduation party.”

Everyone seemed to fall quiet at the question. Too quiet, you were sure everyone heard your stomach turn. You began to chew on your bottom lip a bit as everyones eyes landed on you. You looked down to your drink and were ready to take the L and not hear the end of it for the rest of the night. It was something you and Jungkook hadn’t even talked about yourselves since then.

I mean it was two years ago, there was really nothing to talk about.

You had felt yourself lift your hand up slightly, almost making the decision to take a drink before you look over to Jungkook first. His eyes were flickering between the drink in your hand and you. You both stare at each other for a moment.

“Oh come on we have to hear this now.” Tae spoke up and he scooted closer to you like he was a kid waiting for a story.

“With how silent you are we have to know now.” Sana chimed in and Namjoon nodded his head in agreement.

“Yeah come on Y/N.” Yoongi bumped your shoulder, and you could see he was also just as curious.

Everyone kind of started to cheer you on to tell the story, you looked back to Jungkook. He just stared at you couldn’t tell if he wanted you to tell the story either.

“Do you want me to tell them?” You mouth to him.

“Might as well.” He rolls his eyes and shrugs, him also knowing you won’t make it out of this without saying something.

“Alright,” you sit up on the edge of the couch and let out a long sigh,” The night of our graduation party, Jungkook and I slept together.”

The room went completely silent for a mere second before everyone up roared with their own assorted responses.

“You slept together?”

“We were together the whole night!”

“No way.”

“Do you two even like each other?”

It continued on like this for a moment and you rubbed the side of your temples with an embarrassed smile on your face. Jungkook was also in the same position. He didn’t seem embarrassed though.

“Okay okay okay,” Yuna stood up from her place on the ground, “You got to tell us more.”

“What? No! That’s a completely different question.” You snort, “Let’s continue.”

You look over to Jin who equally wants to know more of what the rest of the group wants to hear.

“Jin, what’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done drunk?” You ask, hoping everyone will move on.

“Purple!” He exclaims, “Y/N tell us what led you two to sleeping together.”

“What! You can’t do that! You have to ask someone else a question.” You fold your arms over your chest.

“As the host I will allow it. All those in favor say I.” Tae shouts and a everyone follows suit with a resounding I.

You let out a sigh and look back to Jungkook who is just laughing a bit.

“Don’t laugh.” You chuck a pillow at him and he catches it before it can hit him.

“I don’t think we are leaving before they find out what happened Y/N.”

“Ugh,” You groan, “Do you care if I tell them then?”

“Be my guest.” Jungkook leans back on the couch, looking completely unbothered by all the attention on both of you.

“Okay… where do I even begin.”

//

*Two Years Prior*

The elevator ride back up to your hotel room felt like it lasted ages, everyone was completely wasted and sweaty. You found yourself at the back leaning against the cool glass that had cooled down the skin on your back. Everyone was still giggling and shuffling around the elevator and you were just trying to make sure you stayed on your own two feet. The dress you wore had luckily stayed on you the whole night but you were ready to sleep.

It seemed as everyone else disagreed with you.

Everyone still seemed to have plenty of life in them, they were just coming back to the hotel to take a quick break and most of them were going to head back out to some of the bars that were open till way late.

The ding of the elevator rung, and everyone piled on our floor and were giggling and screaming.

“Shhh.” Tae was the one who got us our hotel rooms for the night and he wasn’t looking to get us kicked out. “Chill out everyone.”

You smiled at him.

Yoongi and Hoseok had both gotten pretty wasted and were the two who were being the loudest. Usually Jimin would be the one to be loud like them but he was helping Cece just stay on her two feet. Namjoon and Sana could barely keep there hands off each other. It was getting graphic.

You weren’t doing so hot either though, as you were watching everyone you could feel the edge of your eyes blurring, as you tried to reach up to rub your eyes you had completely lost your balance. Falling backwards a bit you felt yourself fall into what felt like a wall, but two arms had caught under neither yours, you looked up to see Jungkook’s face right above yours.

“Oh hello,” You giggled and you tapped the edge of his nose but also fell out of his grip again. He bent down and caught you once more.

He laughed a little at you getting you back to your feet. He was dressed in a nice suit like the other guys but his was correctly tailored to him and looked good. He had his tie completely undone, and he had ditched his jacket to Yuna who had gotten cold on the walk back.

“Hello to you too.” He smiled at you, he has a nice smile. “We need to get you some water.”

“YOU need some water.” You poked his chest and pouted.

“You’re right but let’s take care of you first.” He placed his hand on your lower back and held your other hand in his to help guide you.

Tae had opened his room, and everyone seemed to follow like little drunk sheep and pile into his room. More resounding giggles and screams came as people fell onto the one bed, you found yourself falling onto the couch.

Tae’s room was rather big. He decided to call up his dad for a favor and get us all really nice rooms for the weekend. It helped at times like these that Tae came from a loaded family. The room had a king size bed a full living room set and had a huge tv that hung over a fire place. His room was probably the biggest of everyone’s, yours was nothing to snore at but his was definitely the most luxurious.

Everyone was falling all over the place but seemed to settle down. Some people, including yourself were slowly becoming spent for the night.

“Come on people!” Jin cheered around the room. Clapping to get everyone’s attention and to keep people awake.

“Yeah come on, we are just here to grab some stuff and we are heading back out!” Hoseok joined in and he was encouraging some of the others back on there feet.

Some of them were running in place and doing jumping jacks to get their blood moving, You had completely become one with Tae’s couch. You knew you weren’t going anywhere after this. You hadn’t noticed but since you were sprawled out on the couch, Jungkook had come and sat down on the ground in front of you and he handed you a glass of water.

“Awe thank you.” You lifted your head up and pouted at him and took the glass, he kept a hand on it just in case you dropped it.

“No problem,” He smiled, “You’re probably still going to have a massive hang over in the morning though dummy.”

He pats you on the head slightly and you swat him away, you sit up straight so you can drink the water better.

“You’re the dummy.” You grumble.

“Yeah, I’m not 9 shots deep right now.” He rolled his eyes at you and joined you on the couch.

“I’m not 9 shots deep.”

He lifts your arm up that had the tally marks all down your wrist that count your drinks. Your wrist tingles under the heat of his skin.

“Oh.” You felt yourself snicker.

“Alright let’s go! Everyone got what they need?” Jimin shouts around the room and you hadn’t even noticed that everyone was already all back on their feet, mostly. Ready to head on back out into the night.

“Everyone make sure you have your buddies.” Tae looks around to everyone and make sure they all have a buddy.

Your buddy was Yuna but it seems she found a new buddy in Jimin. You didn’t think you had much more left in you though and you could almost barely stand anymore really. You could completely understand everything happening around you but your body didn’t comply with your actions. You tried to stand up but immediately fell back down to the couch. You almost fall completely onto Jungkook. He catches you. You lift your head to meet his gaze.

“I think I’m done for the night.” You giggle a little and run a hand through your hair.

“I agree, here lay down again.” Jungkook moves off the couch and back down to the floor so you can rest.

“No come on! It’s graduation we still have some partying to do!” Yoongi comes up from behind you and places his hands on your shoulders, just before you can sprawl out again.

“No,” You whine and look up at him, “You go have fun, if I go any longer I will be passing out in the street.”

“You’ll be the only one though.” Hoseok comes up to Yoongi.

“I’m also not going.” You hear Jungkook’s voice from in front of you, you lean your head up to look at him.

“No Kook!” Namjoon stumbles over after hearing him, “You have to go out with us more!”

“Nah, I am also 9 shots deep man. I am done for the night.” He rolls his eyes and hugs Namjoon back after he initiated one.

“I’m going to miss you.” Namjoon fake sobs.

“I’ll miss you too.” Jungkook laughs and gives Namjoon back over to Sana.

Everyone then said their goodbyes to both of you as they headed out the door. You were honestly glad. Even though you had been celebrating you were completely spent for the night it felt like. After everyone had finally piled out the door you fell straight back onto the couch. A long sigh fell from your lips as you felt the weight of your body settle in. You weren’t doing too bad for 9 shots but you sure shouldn’t be at anymore bars for the night.

Jungkook laid himself down on the ground and you could hear some of the bones in his back crack.

“Oh that sounded like it felt good.” You laugh a little.

“I’m getting too old for this shit.”

You hum in agreement.

“You seemed like you had so much more energy! What happened?” You lifted your head to look at him on the ground.

“Jimin happened.”

That made you laugh but your stomach immediately reacted.

“Don’t make me laugh I’m going to puke.” You groan a little and bury your face back into the couch.

“That’ll happen when you’re such a lightweight.” He jokes.

“I am not.”

“I’ve known you for four years, and Tae and Jimin have had a lot of parties.” He rolls his eyes at you, he also placed his arms over his eyes probably to block out the room light.

“God has it really been fucking four years?” You widen your eyes just thinking how long it’s been.

It hadn’t even fully hit you that you will no longer have to go to school anymore and you will be being a real life adult now. You had already had a job lined up and you were staying close to everyone else but it was real now. No more homework, no more teachers.

“Yeah we met when we were sophomores.” He lifted his arm up a bit to look at you.

“Jesus, now I feel old.” You groaned and you rubbed your eyes.

“Tell me about it. I’ve known Jimin since I was 14 so I feel ancient.”

You turned over and you laid down on your back. You tried to pinpoint when you and Jungkook first met but you couldn’t remember. It felt weird because you and Jungkook usually don’t talk like this.

“Jungkook…”

“Yeah?” He sits up, he looked worried, almost like he thought something was wrong.

“I don’t know anything about you.” You also sat up on your elbows.

You genuinely couldn’t think of a time you and Jungkook had hung out like this.

“I guess we never really got to hang out a lot.”

“No, we were always forced together by our friends.”

“Ugh you saying you are forced to be around me?” He pouts, and you reach down and smack his arm.

“Shut up, you know what I mean.” You roll your eyes.

“Well, never too late to get to know each other.”

//

“Get to know each other physically” Jimin interrupted you.

Everyone around chuckled and you smiled to yourself.

“Keep going.” Namjoon waves for you to continue.

Everyone around was completely taken by the story.

“Can you hurry up though, I want to get to the good part.” Hoseok says getting impatient. You hit him since he’s sitting so close to you and he laughs.

“Don’t be gross!” You scold him. “Anyways, um...”

You have to pause to think what happened after, it’s been a while so some details were fuzzy.

“We got food remember?” Jungkook chimes in and you glance over to him, everyone seems to turn their attention over to him.

“Yeah we left and got some food because I figured no better way to get to know someone-“ he continues.

“Than over good food.” You both say at the same time as it comes back to you.

//

Jungkook and you both had run down to one of the pizza places that was still open and brought a few slices back with you, but you decided to hang out in your room instead. You had started to chat a little bit about little things about each other. Talked about high school and how he met Jimin. You talked about how you had first met Tae in a study group and he was absolutely dead set on being your friend. Jungkook also remind you that you two had met through an aggressive game of darts.

“Was that the same night Hobi got a dart in the ass?” You plop yourself down on your bed, and you and Jungkook had made a nice little spread of your pizza slices and the bread sticks you got.

It was a good call to go get pizza. Jungkook mostly ordered everything since he insisted meat lovers is going to be the cure all for your hang over. You both were just sprawled out on your bed now. You were against the headboard and Jungkook was closer to the foot of the bed.

“No, that was actually a year later. No when you and I met he was still dating that one person..” He snapped his fingers trying to pinpoint a name. “I can’t remember but the only reason he got the dart in the ass was because he was so drunk because he had gotten dumped.”

“Oh that’s right.” You took another bite of your pizza.

You both had sat in comfortable silence for a moment. You had just begun to notice Jungkook’s features, he really was an attractive guy. Now that you had recollected the first time you two met, you had remembered that you had thought he was very cute back then. You had always had admired him, but frankly you thought he never really liked you that much. Maybe that’s why you had never really gotten to know each other that well.

“Can I confess something.” You say and having to clear your throat a bit. Jungkook was mid bite and his eyes went wide and looked at you. It made you chuckle a little bit. He tried to bite down on the pizza the string of the pizza was stuck to his mouth. He was struggling.

“Yeah?” He said covering his mouth, and it came out kind of mumbled because his mouth was full.

“In total honesty, I used to think you were very attractive.” You play with you finger nails and scrunch you face a bit before seeing his reaction.

He gave you are wide grin.

“Even with the bowl cut?” He looks shocked and you laughed remembering the bowl cut. It wasn’t horrible but his longer hair suits him better.

“Even with the bowl cut.” You chew on your bottom lip.

“Well,” He sits himself up and he looks towards the ceiling, “I thought the same thing about you.”

“You thought I would be cute with a bowl cut?” You tease him.

“Oh absolutely, the bowl cut look would be super hot for you.” He chuckles a bit.

“Oh, I’ll consider it next time I get a cut done.” You smile, You take a moment to think about what he said. “Wait you thought I was cute?”

You sat straight up in the bed and moved a little closer to his side.

“Oh yeah.”

“That’s it?” You blink at him.

“Well who wouldn’t.” He took a bite of his pizza and he was looking straight at you.

You were a little speechless for a moment. You didn’t find yourself unattractive but I don’t think you had ever had someone be so forward about finding you attractive.

“What?” He interrupts your thoughts.

“I thought you didn’t like me if I am being honest.” You felt embarrassed.

“I thought you didn’t like me.” He sat up in his spot as well, meeting your eye-line. “I was actually going to ask you out.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I think I had asked Tae about it, but he said you just weren’t in that place. Then we just all kept hanging out as a group and then we never really got the chance to talk alone ever.”

You just let out a sigh. It was a what if moment. You thought of the idea of him asking you out. Would you have even said yes at the time? Tae was probably right you wouldn’t have been in the place to have this random guy asking you out.

“Well c’est la vie.” You sigh.

You hadn’t really noticed you two were sitting fairly close to each other at this point. You let out a little cough and get up from the bed and take some of the napkins and other garbage you and Jungkook had made. You still had a bit of energy left. From what you could figure, none of the others had come back yet. You still wanted to do something.

“Well,” You turn back around to him, “What should we do next?”

“Well I am feeling better. Want to play a rather easy drinking game?” He had a smirk on his lips and you raise an eyebrow at him with concern.

“I don’t like that look.”

“It’s nothing bad. First are feeling okay to drink more?”

“I’m feeling way better.” You take a deep breath.

Jungkook then leaves the room briefly and you hear him in the hall go into another room. It’s just a minute before he returns with a bunch of tiny bottles of liquor. You laugh a bit.

“Where did you get those?” he places a few in your hands.

“I stole them from Tae’s room, figured it’s not going to hurt him much to pay for these.”

You laugh and you both play your own game of Truth or Drink. You both just ask innocent questions and neither really had to drink with the few questions you had asked to far. It was just nice to get to know him and to get him to open up. Jungkook was way goofier than you had ever seen him be. It was interesting to see him loosen up more and more as the night goes on.

After a few more rounds you both had maybe taken only three shots for questions you didn’t want to answer. You had begun to get into some more personal questions.

“Truth or Drink, how many people have you slept with.”

You had to sit and think about it a little bit.

“I think it’s only six people?” To be completely honest you think it might be less.

“Okay okay.” He sit and thinks on it for a minute.

“What!” You widen you eyes, what was he thinking?

“Nothing! Six is a good number! Relationships or-…”

“Three relationships and three were just flings.”

“Oh spicy.” Jungkook pokes you.

“Yeah, well what’s your number.” You take a small sip from one of the little liquor bottles.

“Eleven.”

“Whore.” You snort, and Jungkook’s face completely drops.

“Prude.” He takes a sip from one of his little liquor bottles.

“Hey! You said six was a good number!” You shove his shoulder. He falls over and laughs a little, you both were falling to the tipsy side again.

“Alright my turn. Truth or Drink, have you and Tae slept together?”

You choke on your own air and are coughing and laughing in his face.

“Ew no!” You scoff at him.

“I had to know, Cece put the thought in my head the other day and I’ve been curious ever since!” He had a little blush over his cheeks, probably a combination from drinking and embarrassment.

“No Tae and I have never slept together! We are just good friends.” You grumble and you rub your forehead. “Alright, what about you, have you slept with anyone we know?”

“No no no,” He shakes his head frowns a little, “Not anyone we all know.”

“Interesting.” You nod your head.

“Okay, have you ever wanted to with anyone of our friends?” He looks at you intently, it almost felt like his eyes were boring into the side of your head.

You meet his gaze. You slowly lift your drink up to your lips and down the tiny bottle. This drink burned on it’s way down and you could feel the heat rush to your cheeks.

He hums in disappointment. You knew he would be curious to know.

“Bummer.” His eyes flicker away from yours for a moment.

“What about you?” You smirk at him.

“Oh yeah.” He seems to match the energy you’re giving off.

“Who?” Your eyes widen.

Jungkook instead of responding looks away from you with a smile and downs the tiny bottle he has in his hend and coughs a little. You shove his shoulder because even though it’s unsaid, you had an understanding probably of what he was going to say.

“Alright your turn.” You grumble to yourself.

“What are you thinking right now?”

You look at him confused since it was such a simple question. You were looking right in his eyes, and he had this sparkle in them. The room wasn’t even lit that well, but he still looked like he had stars within them. He was so delicately handsome.

“You have really pretty eyes.” You tilt your head a little but never breaking your stare.

“Thank you.” He says it very quietly, “Your turn.”

You both just sat in silence for a moment, just taking each other in.

“Okay…” You clear your throat, “Let’s say hypothetically, If someone asked from our friend group if you wanted too… would you?”

Neither of you have broken eye contact.

“Hypothetically? Depends on who it was.”

“Uhm.” You nod.

You found yourselves incredibly close, maybe a few inches away.

“Uh it’s your turn.” You whisper.

Your eyes were flicking between his eyes and his lips. Your noses slightly brush against each other. You hesitantly placed your hand at the top of his buttoned shirt. Your eyes were focused on your movements. You just hooked your finger on the top of his shirt but didn’t tug. You then watched Jungkook’s hand come up and tuck a strand of you hair behind your ear that had fallen in your face. It was slow and it felt as if he was taking his time, he didn’t want to take his hand away. You both were breathing heavier.

You rest your forehead against his and you meet his gaze, he hadn’t taken his eyes off of you for a moment.

“Do you want too?” He whispers, and even though you were alone, it was as If he only wanted you to hear it.

A sudden pound outside your doors startles both of you away from each other. You hear some laughter from people outside who we just passing down the hallway. Your heart was pounding out of your chest. Jungkook and You had basically retreated to the other sides of your bed. You felt very nervous all of the sudden and felt like you were completely on display. You stood up from the bed and paced a little.

“We should uh-…” You didn’t know what to do with your hands, “We should go get some air.” You laugh nervously and watch Jungkook stand from the bed.

“I agree.” He rubs the back of his neck.

//

“THAT’S IT?” Yuna’s voice makes everyone almost jump out of your skin. “You almost kiss? Come on, where is the spice?”

“Well we aren’t done.” Jungkook speaks up.

You had been completely avoiding looking at him for this whole part of the story. You already seemed fully on display with everyone watching you intently tell this story.

“Well after that we left the room. I was much more intoxicated then I had realized if I am being honest. We probably should have stayed inside, but we wanted to sober up to we just ran around the block.”

“Yeah we saw two guys throw up.” Jungkook adds and you cringe at remembering the thought.

“Hey so did we!” Namjoon spoke up, “But it was Yoongi and Hobi.”

“And you!” Yoongi retorts back and him and Namjoon scrunched his face up at the thought.

“Well what was next?” Sana was eager to continue the conversation, she was leaned over the side of the couch completely invested in your words.

“We just ran, the city had put up lights for the summer for some reason and so we just ran around under the lights for like half an hour.” Jungkook started, you were glad he did. You were kind of tired of talking the whole time. After all, this was his story too.

“It was really beautiful.”

“Probably chilling too.” Tae said very pointedly towards Jungkook.

You rolled your eyes as he chuckled a little bit.

//

You and Jungkook found yourselves basically falling into the elevator. The walk you both had done around the block was really nice. You both needed some air, and it felt good just to run around. You both were in fits of laughter over something Jungkook had said. You both were leaning on the back wall. You had found your avoiding complete eye contact with him since you were both alone in your room before.

“What time is it.” You ask almost breathlessly.

“It’s 4:30.” He groaned and laughed a little.

“Jesus, where are the others? Have you heard from them?” You lean towards him a little as he pulls out his phone.

“Last text I got was that they were heading to Paradise. That place stays open till 5 so they shouldn’t be too much longer.”

A small ‘oh’ drops from your mouth. You both stand in a comfortable silence. The elevator eventually reaches your floor and as soon as it opens you race out to Jungkook’s surprise.

“Race you.” You yell to Jungkook. You immediately took off down the hall, your room was all the way at the other end and you felt yourself laughing a little out of control.

You spin around to see Jungkook immediately following right behind you with a full smile on his face. A small yelp left your mouth as you try to run a little faster.

“Oh no you don’t”

Just as you feel your hands about to reach your door, you feel Jungkook’s arms wrap around your waist and lift you off the ground which resound in a bellowing laugh from you and Jungkook has to shush you. You were completely lifted off of your feet and spun around once, where Jungkook takes the opportunity to reach your door first. You turn around to see he is showing you a shit eating grin.

“You cheater!” Just before you’re about to run towards him, he opens the door just at that moment and you stumble and almost trip over yourself face first. Jungkook catches you one more time just around your waist.

You are completely doubled over in laughter. Jungkook’s arm pressed against your stomach doesn’t help. He is also completely amused by you and is laughing while trying to shush you once again. He pulls you up so you are stable on your feet and he closes the door behind him. He spins you around and you are just smiling from ear to ear, he tucks a hair away from your face. You finally have a moment to catch your breath. When you realize that you are basically pressed up against him.

You clear your throat and push yourself away from him and enter your room a little more with your back turned to him.

It would be a bad idea if something happened between the two of you.

“We should probably get some sleep. We’ve been running around for what feels like hours.” You smile, it was a really good night. You needed to probably drink some more water so you could help your hang over when you get up.

“Yeah, hey.” He gets your attention and you turn back around to him, “It was nice to see such a different side of you today. I like this a lot better than being strangers.”

“I do too.” You smile at him.

“Have a goodnight Y/N.” He gives you a tiny wave before he turns his back to you.

It almost felt like he was moving in slow motion. He slowly made his way to the door. You just took a moment to examine his figure. The cold air had done nothing to help you. The unanswered question hung on your tongue. You weren’t ready for the night to end just yet.

You wanted him.

“Jungkook.” You say a little louder than you intended.

“Yeah.” He spins on his heel to look back at you. His eyes were still sparkling.

“I never answered your question.”

Was this a bad idea? Was this going to make things more complicated? All of these thoughts had completely escaped you.

“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow at you and he took a step back into the room. His eyes lowered looking at you.

“Yeah.” You say softly.

Jungkook slowly makes his way over to you, just up until he right in front of you.

“What is it then?” he leans to your ear, his breath fanning on your neck.

You heart had picked up and with how quickly it was beating you were sure Jungkook could hear it. You find yourselves in a very similar position. Jungkook’s face comes so close that your noses brush against each other once again. You are just staring at his lips, and you were completely breathless. Jungkook lifts his hand and places it on the back of your neck. His hand is hot on the back of your neck, it makes your skin rise with goosebumps.

“Yes.”

Jungkook smiles slightly before he pulls you into him and he presses your lips against his. You wrap your arms around his neck and he pulls your waist into his. It was slow at first but you both seemed to become a little more desperate for each other. You find your hands way into his hair. Jungkook pulls away from you to kiss down your neck, this elicits a small moan from you.

You feel Jungkook push you back till your back meets the wall behind you. Jungkook breaking away from you lowers himself to his knees, and his hands on the hem of your dress.

“Can I take this off?” He looks up to you, the sight of him on his knees in front of you sends a wave of heat through you and you feel yourself clench around nothing.

“Please.” You breathlessly say.

Jungkook takes his time. He slowly lifts the dress but as he lifts the hem higher, his lips are brushing against your skin, from up your thigh, and then up your stomach. He briefly stops to help you lift the dress completely over your head before his lips find their way back to yours. His tongue making his way into your mouth. One of his hands brings your leg up around him.

He breaks away from you for a minute, he just drinks you in for a moment. His eyes are dark and it sends a shiver through you.

“Let me know if there is anything you don’t want.” Your noses brush together. You just slightly nod. He lowly chuckles and leans into your ear, “I need to hear you say it, lovely.”

You whimper a little, “Okay.” Your eyes flutter close.

You can feel his hand hovering just over your underwear, you already knew that you were completely wet from your underwear sticking to you. He’s teasing you by just barely holding his hand there.

“I haven’t even done anything and you’re already so wet for me.” He meets his gaze with yours and he has a smirk on his face.

“Shut up.” You feel slightly embarrassed.

It hadn’t been that long since you had had sex but it’s been a few months, and right in this moment that feels like a lifetime ago. You couldn’t believe how quickly he was getting you riled up.

“Oh I will.” He hums, he felt like he had become a completely different person here. The teasing was agonizing.

“Jungkook please.” Your head falls back a little needing a little release.

“Tell me,” You looked away from him, “How long has it been since someone has pleased you?”

He was whispering right in your ear, his hand pressed into you just over your underwear again and it forces a moan out of you. He groans into the skin on your neck. You decide to take back control a little here and you begin to unbutton his shirt, he helps you and rips his shirt off of his arms. You couldn’t’ say you hadn’t noticed that Jungkook was in good shape but it was completely different having it right in front of you.

You could see all his tattoos that ran down his arm and you felt grateful to take in the sight.

“You’re beautiful.” You say almost instinctually, he laughs and little and pulls into him for a deep kiss. This kiss was way more intimate and you felt yourself smile a little. He pulls away just for a moment.

“You’re breathtaking.” He immediately kisses you again. The way he kisses you feels like he can’t get enough of you and you couldn’t get enough of him. You had both of your hands placed on either side of his face, keeping him close to you. He lowers his hands to grip around your thighs and he lifts you up, wrapping your legs around him. He backed you back into the wall again but you hit your head a bit.

You immediately let out a laugh because it didn’t hurt but Jungkook was worried.

“I’m so sorry, are you okay?” His eyes wide looking at you.

“I’m okay.” You were giggling and you kiss him again, using your legs to pull him into you. You could feel the bulge in his pants press against your core and it elicits a groan from you. Jungkook grips your thighs a little tighter after feeling the pressure against him.

He keeps his grip tight on you and he walks you over to the bed, he tries to lay you down gently, but you still bounce a bit and you smile looking up at him. You get the chance to look at him all over again hanging over you. It was a wonderful sight. He then disappears and you lean up to see that he is at the edge of the bed on his knees.

He sees you lean upwards and stands back up to meet you with a kiss and he gently places a hand on your chest to lay you back down. He breaks away from you.

“Let me take care of you.” he stares right into your eyes, it felt like he was staring into your soul.

“Okay.” You smile almost instinctually.

He lowers himself back out of sight and you feel him pull your underwear down your legs very quickly. He pulls you down the bed a little more and you let out a small squeal. You very suddenly feel him lick a stripe all way up your core. You let out a gasp at the feeling. He dips his tongue inside of you a few times. His tongue was hot against you and it was driving you crazy. Your legs had instinctually closed around his head. He had wrapped his hands around your thighs to keep you steady. His mouth had found its way to your clit.

It felt completely different then times before. He brings his mouth away from you. And you feel his hand press against you and rub a few times and then he slowly slides one finger into you and you bite down onto your bottom lip.

Jungkook reaches up with his other hand and reaches under your bra to play with your breast. His hand seems to completely cover your chest. You have both of your hands digging into the sheets next to you and he pulls his finger in and out of you slowly.

He takes no time to add another and you let out a small moan.

“Jungkook.” You moan.

He moves his fingers in and out of you more. You had good sex before but never had someone be this attentive to you. Jungkook without hesitation had you completely relaxed and added another finger inside of you. His long fingers pumping in and out of you relentlessly.

“What do you need?” He says lowly.

“Just… more.”

You were ready for him to fuck you, but he wanted to make you cum with just his mouth and hands. He wanted you to feel good in every way he could. He brings his mouth to your clit and you whimper a little because the stimulation was almost too much. It felt amazing though. You felt the heat in the pit of your stomach rising quickly. You could feel yourself clenching around Jungkook’s fingers. Jungkook hums against your core and it sends a wave of heat through you.

His fingers were hit that right spot inside of you. You had your eyes screwed shut and he was relentless on your clit and it felt amazing. You weren’t able to ever get yourself off with just your fingers, but Jungkook was going to have you cum with the way he was working you.

It’s like he could predict everything you needed.

“Please I’m going to cum.” You whine.

Jungkook brings his mouth away from you for a moment.

“Come undone for me.”

You feel the tightness in your stomach relax and completely cum all over Jungkook’s fingers. He keeps riding you out through your orgasm. He takes his fingers out of you, and you open your eyes to see him licking them clean. It sends a shiver through you seeing him do that. You’d never thought you would find him so sexy.

His eyes stare darkly at you and he crawls back on top of you. Before you can catch your breath he kisses you, and allows you to taste yourself. You moan into his mouth. He quickly detaches from you so he can start to take off his pants. You watch as he pulls down his trousers down his legs and you can see the bulge very prominently in his underwear. You sit up to the edge of the bed and Jungkook stops for a moment.

“Can I take these off for you?” You look up at him, you slowly slip down to your knees on the ground.

“Absolutely.”

You immediately pull down the side of his boxers and his dick stands prominently in front of you. he was longer rather than girthy. You were worried you wouldn’t be able to take all of him. You wanted to make him feel good they way he made you feel good.

“Can I?” You wanted to make sure it was okay.

“Yes.” He stutters out.

You grab his length and pump him a few times. He lets out a low grunt at your immediate touch. Precum has already leaked from his red tip. You bring his tip into your mouth, and Jungkook moans. You slowly pump him a little while you suck on his tip and you slowly start to make more of him in your mouth. You bob your head on him, taking more of him into your mouth at a time.

“God Y/N” He groans, his hands find his way into your hair but he doesn’t force you at all.

You hum against him which seems to make him shiver with pleasure. You pull away and there is a string of saliva between your mouth and the tip of his dick. It sends a wave of heat to you core at the sight. You then lick a stripe up on his length before taking him into you mouth again.

“Fuck.” He grunts.

You then take his full length into your mouth, you are able to hold back your gag to be able to take him all the way. You look up at him through your lashes and you start to bob him in and out of your mouth. He meets your gaze and you can see the complete lust in his eyes. You start to go fast before he shuts his eyes enjoying the sight in front of him.

He suddenly stops you.

“Woah.” He breathlessly says, “I don’t want to cum yet.”

You pull your mouth off of him.

“I want to make you feel good like you did me.” You look up to him.

“Oh I know,” he takes your hand and he pulls you to your feet. Placing a hand under your chin, “I just want to feel your pretty pussy around me when I cum.”

He says this in almost a whisper and your breath gets caught in your throat with the way he looks at you. You press your lips to his eagerly. You wanted all of him. You wanted to experience all of it with him. You both fall onto the bed behind you again. Jungkook catches himself before he can crush you. You love the way his body completely molds to yours as he’s on top of you, and your skin touching is electrifying. You have one leg wrapped around him and your hands are completely wrapped in his hair.

You could feel his dick pressed against your leg, so close to your core that’s it’s agonizing. You watch as he stares down at you for a moment, and he takes himself in his hand and pumps himself a few times. He then meets your gaze and he presses the tip of himself just at your entrance. You suck in a quick breath. The heat from his tip could melt you. You wanted to be wrapped around him. The way he’s teasing you by just swirling his tip around your entrance is almost too much.

“Please.” You whine, you wrap a hand around his neck and pull him into you. “Jungkook please.”

“So greedy.” He smirks, “Don’t worry I will give it all to you. It’s just so hot seeing you beg for it.”

You smile, you didn’t appreciate the teasing but his talking is getting you all wound up.

“We should probably use protection.” You gulp. You were more than okay with just having him inside of you without a condom too. You knew if he did though you wouldn’t be able to help yourself.

“You’re right.” You were breathing into each other. He hadn’t stopped what he was doing just yet, just running his tip along your entrance. He wanted it just as bad as you. His mind was becoming completely cloudy with you.

Jungkook begins to peel himself away from you. Not having the heat of him against you was frustrating. You needed him. He begins to walk away but you grab his hand and pull him back down on top of you.

“Where do you think you’re going just yet?” You smile at him and pull him in for a kiss, he smiles into your kiss. Wrapping one of his arms around underneath you.

You just enjoy Jungkook kissing you for a moment. You once again felt like there wasn’t enough of him for you. You didn’t want to break away even to get air. He pulls away from you for a moment, and the lack of heat makes you whimper.

“I’m not going anywhere.” He meets your eyeline again, and he slowly places a kiss on both sides of your neck. He wraps his hands under you to unhook your bra. You then pull it down your arms to toss it to the side. Jungkook just takes your naked body in for a moment. He places a light kiss to the center of your stomach.

You giggle because it was ticklish. He smiles up at you and does it again and bring your arms down to stop him. He takes both of your hands in his while you’re laughing and wraps your hands in his and places both of your arms above your head. His face hovers just above yours. You just have a stuck smile on your face as you stare at him.

“Don’t go anywhere.” You sigh.

“I won’t.” he shakes his head, he places a quick kiss to your lips.

“Good, because I need more of this.” You pull both of your hands down, you felt embarrassed saying it. You cover your face with your intertwined hands. He laughs a little, moving your hands away and kisses you.

“You’re so lovely.” He takes in all of your features. He lets go of one of your hands and his hand slowly moves down your body. He leans his head down to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

His fingers find their way back to your core and begin to rub you a few times.

“Jungkook…”you moan, you head falling to the side just taking in all the sensations.

“Oh say it again..” he breaks away from your chest and he’s stares at you completely wrapped up. He dips his fingers into your heat again and he can feel you quiver under his touch.

“Jungkook.” You moan a little louder this time. Before you could think he kisses you again before departing from you completely.

“I’m just going to get a condom.”

He pulls himself away from you and goes to get his wallet. He pulled the package out and he quickly rips it open. You felt nervous but you couldn’t be any safer than where you are right now. Jungkook rolls the condom onto his length, and he turns back to you and places himself over you again.

“You look so amazing.” He whispers in your ear and nibbles on your earlobe.

“Have you seen yourself?”

“You sure you want to do this?”

“Absolutely.”

You couldn’t wait any longer. You wanted to feel him.

“Jungkook.”

He stops and looks at you.

“It’s just been a while so go… slow.”

He smiled at you and left a peck on your lips.

“Of course.” He takes one of your hands in his.

Jungkook positions his tip at your entrance which was already wet. He then lifts his eyes to look at you. You had your eyes closed instinctually. He then slowly presses his tip into you and you let out a gasp. Jungkook has buried his head into the crook of your neck. He takes it just a little bit at a time, slowly stretching you out. You were breathing slowly to help yourself relax.

You feel one of Jungkook’s hand reaches in front of you to rub your clit to help you. It felt good because you could feel yourself clenching around him. He was placing kisses along your neck. Small moans kept escaping your lips. Jungkook stops for a moment.

“Hey-…”

You open your eyes to meet his eyes that have stars in them once again. He then bottomed out inside of you. Which made you completely let go.

“I wanted to see your eyes when I filled you up.”

“God Jungkook.” You needed some movement. You shifted your hips on top of him, but ultimately made you gasp. Jungkook let out a guttural moan. Seeing his face as you moved could have sent you over the edge.

“Does that feel good?” You lick your lips, and you slowly shifted your hips again.

“Fuck me.” He says breathlessly.

You couldn’t help yourself.

“I am.”

Jungkook let out a small laugh and almost fell on top of you. You wrapped your arms around him. He placed a small kiss to your chest. Before you had time to react he slowly pulled himself out of you just until his tip barely left you. His eyes met yours again, and he pushed himself back into you slowly.

Your head rolls back a little and you moan. Jungkook just takes the sight in and he slowly starts to move himself in and out slowly. The way he is moving himself is hitting right on your g spot but your orgasm is building slow. Its agonizingly good. Jungkook grabs your legs and hikes them around him. He ever so slowly picks his pace up more and more. He filled you up completely and seemed to fit just right inside of you.

“Jungkook… faster.” You stutter.

He doesn’t respond and immediately complies with your wish and he starts to go quite a bit faster. You hadn’t realized how vocal you were before but you let out a moan every time he would fill you back up.

“Quiet lovely, we don’t want to wake anyone.” He says lowly to you as he holds himself over you. You can’t help the noises you are making. He immediately comes down to kiss you and you just moan into his mouth. “It is so sexy how vocal you are for me.”

“God you’re so good,” you are completely breathless. Your breath catches every time he pounds into you. Jungkook had picked up his pace quite a bit. “I’ve been missing out.”

“So have I.” He then switches up his pace to slower but hard thrusts. “I saw you dancing earlier. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

“Oh yeah?” You open your eyes to meet his gaze. “What were you thinking about?”

“I was thinking about how good it would be to be doing this.” He thrusts into you hard, causing you to Yelp a little. He presses his forehead to yours. “How good it would feel, to have your pussy wrapped around me. To pound into you and make you moan my name.”

You could feel heat spread completely around your body at his words.

“Why didn’t you come dance with me then?” You wraps your arms around his back.

The thought of him watching you dance and how you wanted someone to dance with makes your heart flutter.

“I didn’t know if you would want this.”

“Well, I can’t get enough now.” You stutter and he chuckles.

“God me too.” He starts to pick his pace back up again. Leaving soft kisses all down your neck as he continues. He pumps in and out of you’re a few more times.

Jungkook then comes to a complete halt and pulls out of you and you look at him.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“Get on all fours.”

“What?” You widen your eyes.

“Get on all fours.” He has a force behind his tone, that sends a fire through you.

You immediately turn yourself over and you place yourself on your knees and hands but you feel Jungkook’s hand on the upper part of your back and he presses your shoulders so your face in the bed. Your ass is completely in the air exposed for him. You feel both of his hands run over your ass before you feel his hands make impression on both sides of you and you can feel his pelvis pressed against yours. He hasn’t positions himself to enter you yet.

“Is this alright?”

You nod your head. It was more than okay.

“Come on darling. I need to hear your voice.”

His voice makes your core clench around nothing.

“Yes.” You make sure your voice is clear.

“Good girl.”

He than positions himself back at your entrance and before you can think he has pushed himself all the way back into you. This position is a completely different pleasure. Your nails are digging into the sheets around you. Jungkook places his hands on top of yours as he begins to rock himself into you. You immediately yelp at the new sensation. Jungkook slowly picks up the pace again and you could tell that he didn’t have much left in him but he wanted to ride you out to your orgasm first.

“Jungkook, its so fucking good.” You moan and breathing heavier then before. You loved how much control he had taken over you.

“Good.” He moans. Just continuing his pace and he releases your hands to hold onto your hips and rocks you into him.

This made you let out small screams which would have been louder if you weren’t face first into the bed. You hadn’t had someone fuck you like this in a while. The way Jungkook was rocking into you was bringing you to your second orgasm faster than you had expected.

“Jungkook- fuck- I’m going to cum.” You whine. You were ready to release.

“Oh come for me darling. I want to feel you around me.” He

He reaches his hand down to rub your clit while he continues to pump into you. This brings you to your edge even faster. You feel the heat in your stomach completely release for the second time that night. Jungkook continued to ride you out through it one more time with a few more pumps. He knew you would be sensitive soon so he thrusts quickly. You whimper and the over stimulation but he quickly let’s go. You can feel the condom fill up in you and Jungkook leans over still inside of you.

You both are breathing heavily, and Jungkook slowly pulls himself out of you. You allow yourself to completely fall into the bed. You were spent. Hours of running around and drunk and getting fucked, you were done.

Jungkook discarded the condom in the garbage in the bathroom and he cleaned himself off. He then came back into the room and slipped his boxers back on. You could slowly feel sleep was slowly going to overtake you soon. You felt Jungkook place himself in the bed next to you. He pulls the blanket up and places it over you. You slowly turn yourself over to face him, you were sure you were completely fucked out.

“Hi.” You quietly say.

Jungkook begins to stroke your hair softly.

“Hi.” He smiles at you.

“I don’t have the brain power to put words to what we just did.” You giggle, and Jungkook laughs at you a little.

“That’s okay. You need to go pee before you sleep though and take off your make up.”

You groan because you know he’s right.

“Fuck.” You slowly drag yourself up. You realize you are still fully naked. “I’m naked.”

“Yeah- here.” Jungkook reaches to the ground and grabs his shirt. “You can put this on.”

“Thank you.” You basically just drape his button up over you, you don’t even bother to button it.

After you’ve gone to the bathroom, you slowly slump your way back to the bed with Jungkook’s shirt barely hanging on you. He just stares at you, with an expression you can’t quit place.

“I’m so tired.” You could feel yourself slowly falling into complete crying exhaustion.

“Come lay down.” He reaches his hand out to you.

You gladly accept it. You completely collapse next to him. You feel him pull you into him. He begins to rub your back and feel yourself falling victim to the warm heat of his body. It was so nice and welcoming.

“Wait!” You shoot up, your eyes weren’t even open and you make Jungkook jump.

“What?” He sits up with you.

“Don’t we need to talk about this?” You were barely getting your words out, Jungkook just turns your head to him and he places both of his hands on either side of your face and kisses you so gently.

“We will, not tonight. You are exhausted. Just sleep now.” He slowly moves you back to a laying position. He also buttons the top few buttons on the shirt.

“Okay.” You sigh, “We will talk tomorrow.”

You fall back into Jungkook’s warmth and sleep completely over took you.

//

To pick back up, you didn’t give your friends the explicit details of what happened. You explained just up until after you kissed the first time and just said that you slept together.

“So, you slept together and then what?” Jimin looked confused between the two of you, “Did you guys talk about it? Did you guys go on a date? What happened?”

“Yeah, like you guys just hooked up? Or what?” Hoseok exclaimed.

“Nothing happened.” You said, blankly.

“Yeah.” Jungkook spoke up, “That was it, we didn’t talk about it. It just was what it was.”

You both were looking at each other, even though both of you knew if was way more intimate than you had explained to your friends at all. You never knew why you and Jungkook had never talked about what happened.

“That was two years ago now?” Cece asked.

“Yeah.” You nod.

“We’ve probably hung out like a few dozen times since then?” Tae points out.

You knew this and Jungkook knows this, its just never come up.

“We just never acknowledge it. None of you guys knew, so there wasn’t anything to be weird about.” Jungkook coughed.

“So now can you all let it go?” You stand up from your seat. “Don’t some of you have work in the morning?” You look around the room.

“Y/N is right. As much as I love you all. I do have to kick you all out.”

With that everyone gets up from their spots and everyone begins to help Tae clean up around his house. Luckily it was only just a little past midnight and you could get a good nights sleep, not that you had anything else going on. Some of the others had to head out immediately but you didn’t want to leave Tae with all the work. You cleaned a up a bunch of cans and drinks that hadn’t been finished and brought them to the kitchen to dump them out in the sink. You heard someone come in behind you and you assume it’s Tae.

“Hey is there-…” You turn around to be met with Jungkook who was putting some trash in the bin.

“Hi.” He smiles at you.

“Hi.” You give him a polite smile back.

You nervously turn back around and continuing emptying drinks down the drain. Being alone with him felt very vulnerable now after just laying it all on the table for your friends. You were trying to think as why to why the two of you never spoke after that night. It felt like much more to you then just a night when it happened.

You went back to strangers after that night so quickly.

You felt a hand brush against your back and it makes you jump out of your skin.

“Oh sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Jungkook appeared next to you. You looked at him for a moment before looking away.

“You’re fine. I am just jumpy.” You smile and you continue to empty drinks.

He was silent just standing next to you for a moment.

“You didn’t have to tell everyone you know.” He spoke quietly.

“Oh I didn’t care. It was a long time ago Jungkook. If they want to know then it’s no harm done.” You shrugged, because it really didn’t bother you.

“Okay, you just seemed weird when you finished.” He looked concerned.

“I promise I’m not bothered.” You begin to wash your hands after dumping the drinks.

Jungkook begins to walk away from you before you hear him stop.

“Hey why didn’t we talk that next day?” You could feel his eyes on the back of your head.

You were confused.

“You left don’t you remember? You were gone the next morning.”

//

You were unpleasantly woken up light streaming in from a tiny crack in the curtains. Your brain was beating on the side of your skull. You lift your hands up to rub the sides of your skull. You regretted drinking so much the night before. You slowly sat up in the bed and felt a cold chill run over you. You rub your eyes and look down to realize that you were still completely naked from the night before.

“Oh god.” You muttered to yourself as it all came flooding back to you.

You glanced next to you and the bed was empty to no surprise. Jungkook must have slipped out at some time. That was okay, you hadn’t expected him to stick around.

You would have hoped you could have talked to him this morning though.

You grabbed your phone and luckily it still had a little charge. It was almost 11 in the morning. You also had several notifications from your group chat that everyone was in Tae’s room for breakfast. You set down your phone and pulled over your bag to throw on your change of clothes you brought with you. Your feet felt extremely heavy underneath you and your heels were painful to walk on.

You swung your door open and slowly dragged yourself to Tae’s room that was just a few doors down from you. The door was opened a bit, you let yourself in and it wasn’t a super loud morning. Your friends also looked like complete trash and exhausted from the night before. Everyone had just as dark of eye bags as you and were barely eating any of their food.

“Well don’t we just look like a barrel of fun.” You say, and everyone turns to see you.

Everyone greeted you with grunts and moans.

“Morning.” Taehyung waved to you, he was laying on the couch completely curled up into himself. You came and sat right next to him. “Help yourself to the food, I know I certainly can’t.”

He had some aspirin and water sitting in front of him. Jimin was sitting in one of the chairs and Yoongi was on the floor. Some of the others were sprawled onto Taehyungs bed.

No Jungkook.

“I thought you left this morning,” Yoongi turned to you, “We hadn’t heard anything from you all morning.”

“No I was also just waking myself up from death. I am probably not going be able to keep anything down this morning.” You lean over on Tae’s shoulder, you could feel the pounding in your head slowly returning.

“Do you need me to get you some aspirin?” Jimin glanced over to you, he seemed perfectly fine out of the most of us.

You nodded your head and you mouthed a ‘thank you’ to him and he went across the room to get it. You had taken the opportunity to look around the room as well. Jungkook was nowhere to be found amongst everyone. You sighed in disappointment, you hoped he was okay. Hopefully he didn’t get sick in the night.

Jimin came back with a glass of water and two pills for you.

“Hey we are missing a few of us.” You say to Jimin, if anyone would know it would be him.

“I know Jin and Cece are still in their own rooms, completely passed out I am sure. Than I’m actually not sure where Jungkook ran off too. I think he might of left. I think he had some things he had to finish this morning.” He took his place back into his chair and fell back into his phone.

“Oh, okay.” You also pull out your phone to see if maybe he had left you a text.

Nothing.

“Jungkook asked about you too this morning.” Tae grumbled next to you as he curled into himself.

“Oh yeah?” You tried not to sound too eager.

“Yeah he was just making sure you were alright. None of us had seen you yet so no one was sure.” Yoongi added.

You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed

//

“I realize now I maybe could have reached out to you but you just left. So I took that as an answer that maybe you hadn’t wanted to talk.” You folded your arms over yourself and you were leaned against the counter. Jungkook had placed himself leaning against the fridge straight across form you.

“I did want to talk though.” He spoke up.

“Then why did you just leave?” You look at him confused.

“Everyone had told me you had left.” He stood straight up, “I went to breakfast too. I must have been earlier than you but I went to breakfast. Taehyung said he hadn’t seen you and Yoongi told me you had left.”

“Well like I said I was still passed out.” You rub the back of your neck. “Well wouldn’t you have known I was still around if you had stayed in my room?”

“Well no, I didn’t want to make anything weird so at about 8 I went back to my room before Jimin could wake up. Figured we didn’t need him asking questions.”

You laugh at him with a little pity.

“You must have only gotten like three hours of sleep.” You sigh.

“It was worth it.” He smiled, “I think maybe this can all be chocked up too we were both stupid and didn’t communicate well.”

You nodded.

“Why didn’t you text me or something?” You still found yourself lost, it would have been so easy to reach out.

Again though, you didn’t reach out either.

“Well, I think I thought you had left because maybe you were embarrassed by it all. So I left it alone.”

You both just stared at each other for a moment. You kind of realized how stupid it all sounded. That you both just assumed that the other didn’t want to talk about what had happened. That you both just sat on some unspoken confessions for two years now. Because if you were being honest with yourself, you had that night pop into your head many times. It hurt even more that possibly you had been feeling the same way but still acted like strangers.

“We are kind of stupid aren’t we.” You smile to yourself.

“Maybe.” He laughs a little, “But like you said that was a long time ago.”

Taehyung and Jimin then round the corner to the kitchen laughing about something before they both come in sight of both of you.

“Woah guys keep your clothes on.” Jimin jokingly covers his eyes, “Can’t leave you two alone anymore.”

“Shut the fuck up.” You shove Jimin’s shoulder, and he laughs.

“Tae is there anything else we can help clean up?” You look over to him but he waves you off.

“No, you guys can go. I am not too worried about it too much.” You pat your pockets to make sure you’ve got everything.

“Are you sure? I can stay a bit” You wanted to make sure you weren’t leaving him with a ton of work.

“Yeah we can help if we need.” Jungkook added.

“No, go home guys. Though I will see you on Saturday though right Y/N?” Tae pointed his finger at you and you nodded.

“Yes, I might be late but I will be there.”

“That reminds me,” Tae turned to Jungkook, “I hadn’t asked you yet if you wanted to join us for drinks on Saturday.”

“Yeah I’m sure I could be there.”

After that you said your goodbyes. Jimin was staying the night and Tae’s because he had been drinking just a bit too much. You and Jungkook just left together in silence. You weren’t sure what you wanted to say to him now.

When you both got outside of Tae’s building you were both greeted by a cold gust of wind.

“Jesus it’s freezing.” You wrap your arms around yourself.

“Yeah, are you parked too far?”

“No my car is right here.” You had gotten a space right in front of Tae’s place luckily.

You go to unlock your door to your car.

“Hey Y/N.” Jungkook had appeared next to you.

“Yeah.” You take a moment to look up at him.

“Can we not do the stranger thing anymore now?” He asked so softly, he had what looked like a little sadness behind his eyes.

“Yeah, I would like to not have to do that anymore.” You smile.

“Good.” He took a few steps backwards away from you. “Have a goodnight.”

“Yeah you too.” You gave him a small wave before rushing into your car.

You get your car turned on to help heat yourself up. You watch out your front mirror, Jungkook disappearing down the street. You hoped he didn’t have to walk to far to his car. You genuinely did hope that this would open up that door for you two to actually spend more time together. That was your original plan in the first place. For one thing you didn’t imagine you would be telling everyone you had slept together, but it did feel like a wall was lifted between the two of you. You hoped you could spend more time together after this.

//

*A Few Nights Later*

“Please.” Whine, you wrap a hand around his neck and pull him into you. “Jungkook please.”

“So greedy.” He smirks, “Don’t worry I will give it all to you. It’s just so hot seeing you beg for it.”

You immediately shot up from your bed, feeling almost breathless as you shook yourself awake.

You had never dreamed about that night before.

Your entire body felt hot and sweaty. You had felt some heat pooled in between your legs. You could almost laugh at yourself even though no one was around to see you. You shook your head and tried to clear your mind before trying to sleep again.

Your mind went back to Jungkook again.

You had found yourself thinking about him for the past few days. You both had started texting each other a little bit more than usual but it wasn’t anything crazy. Just small conversations here and there. He would send you something funny on instgram or from tik tok. You both were just being friendly. You had caught yourself smiling seeing his messages a few times too. It was all a little confusing as to how to go about all of this.

You obviously still found him very attractive, and funny, and kind.

His eyes still had that starry look too them as you had seen many times before.

You felt your phone buzz next to you. You pulled it out from under your pillow to see, funny enough, a text from Jungkook.

JK: asdncjdsi.

:what? lmao

JK: Sorry, didn’t mean to send that.

JK: Hi

:Hi? It’s three in the morning.

JK: I actually just woke up… randomly.

:Why don’t I believe that?

JK: you’ll just have to trust me

:So you thought texting me would help?

JK: Maybe… do you have a good bedtime story you could tell me?

:It’s called shut up and go to bed

JK: Hmm, not familiar with that one… care to share?

You roll your eyes and put your phone down, so you can try to go back to sleep yourself. You felt your phone buzz again, and you pick it up once more.

JK: Why are you awake?

You sighed. Unfortunately, he was the culprit.

:Fanaticizing a life where you don’t text me at three in the morning

JK: Awe you were thinking about me?

:Go away

You set your phone down again and allow yourself to try to fall asleep again. This time Jungkook really did leave you alone.

//

Tae had come over to borrow some stuff from you the next morning and he ended up lounging at your place for most of the day.

You liked to binge movies together every so often and he had just decided today was one of those days. You both also just chatted through the movies most of the time, Tae probably had been your closest friend since you graduated, and since the beginning of college really.

There really wasn’t anything you two hadn’t shared with each other.

You felt bad though because for most of the day your brain had been a bit of a fog, you hadn’t even noticed he had been chatting at you for the last five minutes.

“Y/N?” Tae had kicked you in the shin from the other side of your couch and you jumped.

“Ow.” You looked up at him and then threw a pillow towards him, “What the hell?”

“I’ve been talking to you!” He looked a little upset at you, and you retreated back under your blanket a bit.

“Oh… sorry. My mind is just not here right now.” You sigh and you kind of get yourself to focus back on the present again.

“You have kind of been that way all week. Is everything alright?” He sat up straight so he could listen to you and he placed his chin in one of his hands to lean on.

“I’m fine. Work has just been a lot and I haven’t been sleeping super well.” You rub your eyes.

“Why haven’t you been sleeping?” He looked genuinely concerned, heat spread all over your cheeks and you were sure you turned red. You knew you couldn’t tell him why you weren’t actually sleeping.

You would never hear the end of it.

“It’s nothing.” You look away from him. He kicks you in the ankle again. “Stop doing that!”

“Tell me! Stop hiding from me!”

You rolled your eyes.

“I’m not hiding!...I just have been-…” You trail off and mumble under your breath a little.

“You have to speak up I didn’t understand what you said.” Tae held a hand to his ear jokingly.

“No because if I tell you, you won’t shut up about it.” You furrow your eyebrows and fold your arms over your chest.

“I promise I won’t do that. Now tell me!”

You didn’t believe him.

“I’ve been having… dreams.”

“Sexy dreams?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Sorry, continue.”

“I have been having dreams…” You pause for what felt like an eternity, “About Jungkook.”

Tae looked like he had to take a second to process before he took in what you had said. His eyes then went wide and excited almost like a child.

“You’re totally in love with him.” He smiled widely at you, you covered your face away from him.

“I’m not in love with him! I’m just confused by sexy feelings.”

“Awe so your coochie wants him?”

“Please never talk about my coochie again.” You give him a disgusted look and he laughs at you.

“Hey,” He took a little bit of a more serious tone, “Why didn’t you ever tell me what happened between you two?”

You let out a long sigh, you didn’t even have a good answer for this.

“I don’t know if I’m being honest.” You sat up straight on the couch and pulled your knees to your chest, “I think maybe I was embarrassed because it got so weird after that between me and Jungkook and we hadn’t even had the chance to talk about it. When we all hung out the other night was the first time we had even addressed it since it happened.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah… now that it’s all unpacked. So all the feelings I was supposed to process two years ago got to be put on display in front of all of our friends. So now I am just in a fog.”

“Have you and Jungkook talked since the other night?”

“We briefly talked after, it turns out all of this was just a big miscommunication.”

“So he regretted sleeping with you?”

“No the opposite actually, apparently he also wanted to talk about it after it happened but it was just like… a missed connection. We both got some wires crossed and thought that neither of us wanted to talk about it… so we didn’t.”

“That… sucks. So you two probably totally could have ended up getting together?”

“Maybe… I have no idea now.” You got up off the couch and you walked to the kitchen to get yourself some water. “I didn’t want to give you guys the explicit details of what happened that night but it felt like much more than just fucking each other.”

“How so?”

“It seemed like we were supposed to start something. It felt like the start of something.. because to be honest it was so intimate. It was much more making love than just a hook up.”

“That’s like kind of stupid cute if you ask me. Why don’t you go for it now? I’m surprised you didn’t. You both had confessed to each other that you had found each other attractive.” Tae shrugged and you chewed on your bottom lip.

“The thing is, is that I have no idea if that’s something he even would want.” You could feel yourself start to way over think this.

“Well have you asked him about it?”

“No.” You said in a mono tone voice.

“You’re an idiot.”

You roll your eyes at him, he was right though. You come back with your glass of water and sit back next to him on the couch.

“We have been texting though, just little things here and there.” You smile to yourself.

“That’s a good start.”

“That doesn’t mean he would want to be in a relationship with me.”

“I think you are putting a lot of pressure on yourself to make something happen. Just be casual and if it happens then it happens.” He pats you on the shoulder and he was right.

You sighed to yourself and you just tried to let it go for now. You just had been having a hard time getting it all out of your head. It was nice to finally have people know what happened so you could openly talk about how you felt about it all finally. You could imagine Jungkook probably wasn’t thinking about it all that hard. You just couldn’t stop thinking about him.

“Can I ask…” Tae leans into you like he’s telling you a secret, “Was he good?”

“If I tell you will you let it go?” You eye him and he nods and gives you a thumbs up. “If I had to be honest, it is probably the most electrified I’ve ever felt in my life.”

Tae dramatically sighed away from you and you smacked him in the shoulder.

“The most electrified? You’re telling me you didn’t go back to him screaming?”

“You’re so dramatic.”

“Well I’m glad you told me. Now I can come up with my devious plot to get you two together.” Tae gave you a devilish grin. You gave him a pointed look.

“Tae, seriously don’t meddle. Jungkook and I are just starting to like actually talk and I don’t want to mess it up.” You start to pick at your nails between your hands.

“Fine. I promise I won’t meddle.” He looked disappointed, “I will say, you two just randomly hooking up with each other is not something I ever saw coming.”

“How so?” Not to say you disagreed with him.

“I didn’t think you two hated each other but I didn’t think you even cared that the other existed. You two never really spoke, in all the time I’ve known you both.”

“It’s funny because it turned out we both had this secret mutual attraction to each other.” You smiled to yourself, recalling your conversation.

“Did he tell you that he was going to ask you out like way back in our sophomore year?”

“Yes actually. He said you said I didn’t seem like I was in the place for a relationship.” Which if you remember correctly was true, you were in the middle of some serious classes and you had just wanted to completely focus that year.

“Now I’m mentally cursing myself for not letting him go for it. I mean who knows what would have happened.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“If it had worked out it probably would have saved me a lot of heart break.” You cringed thinking about your relationships you had through college.

“Yeah, you dated some losers.” Tae poked you, you couldn’t say you disagreed.

You two just stayed there for a while and watched more movies, Tae really helped you think it all through, but you still weren’t sure what you wanted to do about Jungkook. It was nice to get it off your chest and talk about it.

//

You had found yourself out on Saturday. Once again, the whole crew once again head out to destroy the town. You had shown up a little late to the party, everyone had met up at a club, you had some work from home you had to finish up before you could meet up with everyone. The immediate air you were met with was human and sweaty from so many people dancing. Saturdays were usually busy but this was the busiest one you had seen here in a while.

Jin had texted you earlier and said that they had gotten a booth somewhere towards the back of the club, you dreaded the thought because it meant you were going to have to push your way through the dance floor to get to it.

The music in the middle of the room was much louder than the other areas, so much so you felt like you couldn’t hear yourself think. There were people packed wall to wall basically, the bar had people lined from end to end. You wouldn’t have thought it was some sort of specials night how many people were here. You still were just trying to push through people on each side of you.

You felt a hand rest on your shoulder behind you and your instincts immediately kicked in and you turned around to be face to face with Jimin.

“You made it!” He beamed at you with a huge smile on his face, he immediately pulled you into a hug. He smelled like he had already had a few drinks and possibly had been dancing for a while.

“I finally made it!” You yell back to him, “Where is everyone, I have been trying to push my way through.”

“I’ve got you!” Jimin takes your hand into his, “Jungkook come on!”

Jimin waved behind him, Jungkook had seemed to have gotten caught in a conversation with a blonde. He politely pulled himself away from her, when he made direct eye contact with you. He seemed to completely light up when seeing you. So did you.

You both had been talking more and more every day. You hadn’t seen him since the week before, so it was nice to finally hang out for the first time, not as strangers.

“Hi.” You smile at him. He makes his way over to you and Jimin.

“Hi.” He basically had to yell back to you, over the people around you that are cheering for the dj.

“We are heading back to the table!” Jimin pops up in between the both of you. Jimin still head a crushing grip on your hand.

Before you can get another word in, Jimin is dragging you through the crowd. You almost stumble over yourself. You look back to Jungkook and you reach a hand out to him to follow, he reaches and grabs your hand and also begins to get dragged along by Jimin.

He laces his fingers in between yours. Jungkook catches up behind you pretty quickly, he follows right behind you, not letting go of your hand.

You eventually come to a clearing off people but come to a few tables piled close to a booth. All of your friends piled around it.

“Look who’s here!” Jimin shouts to everyone. Tae immediately comes up from the table to come hug you.

You break your hold on Jungkook’s hand.

You were greeted by everyone variously. You were glad to see that everyone had seemed to make it out this time. It’s been a while since everyone was out at the bar together. It gets harder to go out as you all get busier. Being an adult is a total rip off.

You found yourself being pulled into sitting in the booth next to Tae and Yuna was sat on the other side of him.

“You both made it just in time for shots.” Tae bounced next to you. “All on me.”

“Both?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

“Yeah Jungkook just got here too.” Jimin said pulling up a chair at the end of the table. Jungkook was stood talking to Namjoon.

“You guys gotta catch up.” Yuna cheers.

A moment later a waiter comes by with a whole platter of shots ready for everyone. He distributes one to everyone. On a three count everyone downs them, having it be your first shot of the night it burns going down.

“Here mark it.” Tae gives you the pen that is in his shirt. You figured it was a good idea since you had no idea how much you were going to drink. You mark the one tik mark on your wrist.

A hand from next to you plucks it from you.

You look next to you that Jungkook had fallen into the place next to you. He took the pen and also made a mark on is wrist.

“Hey stranger.” He looks up to meet your gaze.

“You gonna try to out drink me tonight?” You eye him. He laughs a little.

“That’s not hard too do, you’re a light weight after all.” He teases. “Although I think Tae already has all of us beat.”

You glance over to Tae who you knew already had to at least been five in, sure enough when you check his wrist he has five little tick marks.

“You need to be careful friend.” You poke Tae’s arm and he waves you off.

“You’re not my mom!” He pouts, and you roll your eyes at him.

You turn back to see Jungkook was talking to Yoongi who was standing at the end of the booth, and feel Tae lean in next to you close to your ear.

“Yes Tae?” You give him a side eye and you can already see the smile on his face.

“You going to go for it tonight?” He tries to whisper but luckily is mostly drowned out by the music so nobody else heard.

“I’m not planning to do anything.” You push his face away from you and you laugh.

Some of the others began to break away to go dance. You were certainly not the best dancer but you did like it when you were only surrounded by your friends who also could not dance very well. You probably needed at least another drink in you before you could have to courage to head out there.

“I’m going to go get a drink.” You try to say loudly and you shoved Jungkook a little bit, He immediately lets you out of the booth. You trot your way over to the bar and you just order yourself a AMF, it had a lot of alcohol so you would be able to get some courage running through you to dance here soon.

After a minute the bar tender hands you the drink. You weren’t sure how many tik marks you were going to need to add to your wrist when you got back to the table. You turned around and leaned against the bar to glance back at your friends. Your eyes immediately fell on Jungkook who had been showing Tae something on his phone, and they both seemed pretty amused by it. You took a moment just to take in Jungkook.

He had some of his hair tied back into a ponytail, he had a black jean jacket just over a tee shirt and he had some baggy pants on. He still looked incredibly good. You had never taken in his style before, it was unique to him. Definitely made him seem like he was a emo kid when he was younger probably. You were also dressed in all black though so you could argue the same thing for yourself.

Cece and Sana bust their way out of the crowd and immediately come to where you are standing at the bar.

“Come dance with us!” Cece tries to drag you but you pull your hand away from her.

“Not yet, I would rather embarrass myself when I have finished this whole thing.” You had maybe drank a quarter already but it hadn’t hit your system just yet.

“Come on no one will even be looking at you!” Sana says, she leans over the bar to order something for herself. The bartender just hands her a shot of tequila. “Unless you’re waiting to dance with someone.”

Sana wiggles her eyebrows, and her eyes point to Jungkook, Cece giggles next to you.

“I am not waiting for anyone.” You say very directly, but you are trying to hold back a smile.

“Hey, at least you got to hit that. I’m jealous.” Cece leans an arm on you and you both almost lose your balance.

“Why don’t you go get him then?” You say, but it leaves a bad taste on your mouth sending your friend after him.

“One, I’m not here to get in your way. Two, he’s definitely not my type. I see what you like him though with the whole dark aesthetic thing going on.” She smiled at you, you liked how cool she was about it.

“I’m just here to hang out with my friends. I’m not looking for anything to happen.” You knew both of them were eyeing you but you kept your eyes to the ground.

“Well, if you do change your mind, I would do it soon.” Sana points back to the table, where you see someone had already come over to talk to Jungkook.

“You may have never noticed because you weren’t paying attention before probably, Jungkook is always that guy wherever we go.” Sana rolled her eyes and she had also acquired a shot from the bartender.

You thought about what she said and you guess you had never noticed it before.

“Lots of girls will come up and do the touching and the flirting etcetera. He’s a catch, and he’s charming if you hadn’t noticed.” Cece added, “He rarely ever goes for it though, I have only ever seen him actually dance with any of them a few times. If that helps.”

Cece winks at you but you shouldn’t let any of it bother you. He doesn’t owe anything to you not to flirt back or go dance with any of them.

“He’s a grown man, he can do what he wants.” You then felt yourself sucking nothing out of your straw from your drink. You hadn’t realized you had sucked the whole thing down. You were going to be fucked up faster than you had anticipated.

The girl who was with him had pulled herself up a chair, she was doing all the moves she could to elicit some physical contact with him. He seemed to be having a nice conversation with her though. He didn’t seem like he wanted to retreat from her. He was more than allowed to go dance with her if he wanted, she was very pretty. He seemed to make her laugh about something.

Before you had the chance to look away though, Jungkook caught your line of sight.

His eyes softened at the sight of you. He still had such lovely eyes. You turned your gaze down though. You set your drink down on the bar.

“You know what, I think I am ready to go dance.” You smiled.

“Yay!” Cece cheers and she takes your hand into yours and the three of you pile into the crowd in front of you.

You could tell the alcohol was starting to hit your system. So, you wouldn’t really have to think about what you looked like or danced like. Even though you knew you were terrible.

You seemed to dance for what felt like a long time. You didn’t bother to move around too much. Song after song you Cece and Sana would just mostly be jumping and screaming lyrics at the top of your lungs. Again it was mostly you just jumping around and the it all was feeling like a blur because of the lights and the fact you could barely hear yourself. You found yourself spinning in circles a lot, because it felt like you were just free.

Sana had eventually gotten Namjoon and he joined us in our little dance circle. He was just vey large and didn’t know how to move his body very well but he made it a very enjoyable time. You had also spotted Tae and Jimin dancing with people here and there but they had been doing there own things.

You were quite buzzed but not drunk for sure. Everything just felt jiggy and good and you felt a little invincible.

Eventually everyone needed a little break and so the three of you giggled your way our of the crowd with Namjoon following in toe behind the three of you. You were all stumbling a little but you were able to get yourself back on your feet okay. You figured it might be a good time to sit down and rest. Once you had cleared your way back to the table you found Yoongi and Yuna at the booth alone.

“Where did everyone else go?” You huffed as you plopped yourself down.

“Mostly everyone is on the dance floor now. Jungkook is getting me a drink. Some guy has been creeping on me so I didn’t feel good going up.” Yuna said.

Cece slid in on the other side of the booth of her, and Namjoon and Sana took the seats on the end of the table.

“Wow what a gentlemen.” Cece teased wiggling her eyebrows at you.

You glanced over to the bar to see the back of Jungkook’s body faced away from the table. You were having a hard time focusing so you had to lay your head down on the table. Everything was sideways now. Still, you could see that once again some other girl seemed to be chatting with him again, completely different girl from earlier. You sighed heavily and Yoongi took notice.

“What are you huffing about?” he bumped your shoulder. You groaned at the sudden movement.

“Do you think he likes that type of girl?” You stared down at the table.

“If you are talking about Jungkook, than no. He just gets hit on a lot.” Yoongi patted you on the back, “What? Worried your fuck buddy is going to get snatched up from under you?”

“He’s my one time fuck buddy.”

“We’ll see.”

You weakly punched him in the shoulder. You don’t get why everyone was so set on you and Jungkook all of the sudden. You knew they liked to tease you but you felt like everyone was in on something you didn’t know about.

Jungkook than seemed to brush off the girl he was talking too and he walked himself back but his hands were balancing a few drinks. He had such large hands.

You shouldn’t be thinking about his hands.

“Okay, here is your drink Yuna.” He pushed a brightly colored drink in her direction, “Than here are three waters for the party animals.”

“Where is my water?” Namjoon pouted at him.

“You haven’t had anything to drink. I’m not too worried about you right now.” Jungkook pushed a water over to Cece and Sana and then put one right in your face. The side of the cup made him looked all warped and you giggled.

Jungkook caught on to what you could see and he made a funny face, which just looked worse in the glass and you laughed a little. You then felt his hand come up on your back and it made you flinch and sit up straight.

“Are you okay?” He asked, he had a little worry in his eyes. His hand had retreated away.

“N-nothing. You just scared me is all.” You smiled, and his eyes softened. You hadn’t expected him to try to comfort you.

“You should drink some of the water. It’ll help.”

“Water bad. Table against brain, good.” You laid your head back down onto the table again. You wanted to have another drink but considering how many shots were in your AMF you should probably wait a little.

He pushed some hair away that had fallen over your eyes. His eyes were completely locked on you. His hand moved to rub your back and you didn’t protest this time. It felt nice, his hand was warm. You could have almost felt yourself almost begin to fall asleep. You decided to fight the feeling though because you hadn’t even been out that long to feel tired. You sat up enough to take a sip of the water to help fight the feeling. Jungkook’s hand didn’t leave your back. Just rubbing it in light circles.

“Why haven’t you come to dance yet?” You turned to look at him.

“Do you want me too?” He raised an eyebrow to you.

“Yeah, it’s fun! I think you would like it.” You give him a soft smile, you really would like to dance with him. It didn’t have to be bumping for grinding or anything, you just wanted to have a good time with him.

“Here, finish the water first and I’ll come dance. Deal?” He held his other hand to you to shake, you lazily took it and shook it.

“You got a deal, oh I can’t wait to see your dance moves.” You give him a cheeky smile. You took the glass of water and you drank it down pretty quickly. Which cooled you down a ton. You were sure you didn’t smell good, which wasn’t something you were totally keen for Jungkook to experience from you.

“Alright I drank my water. Dance time mister.” You poke him in the chest.

He laughed at you and he got out of the booth and held a hand out for you to help you out. You almost don’t let go of his hand but he pulls it away so he can take his jacket off. He didn’t want to keep it on since it was going to get hot. You give him a wide smile and hold your hand out to him again. He clasped your hand in his, and you began to drag him to the middle of the floor. You had pushed past quite a few people but you made it to a clear spot.

You hadn’t felt it before but your heart was pounding against your chest. You felt like your entire body had been set on fire. You had your hand sit wrapped around Jungkook’s but you hadn’t turned back around to look at him.

You just decided to not think. Don’t put pressure on it.

You turned around and found yourself basically pressed against Jungkook. You gulp hard, don’t think. You basically just went back to what you had been doing before, just yelling the lyrics at the top of your lungs and just jumping around. You took both of Jungkooks hands in yours.

He was completely mesmerized by you, just completely letting go.

He couldn’t help but laugh at you because you would forget some lyrics here and there and mumble though it but at the top of your lungs. You just waved interlocked hands around, you were a little nervous to get closer. Jungkook then took one of your hands and pulled you into him. You lost your breath a little bit.

His eyes had that starry look in them.

You wrapped both of your arms around his neck. You felt both of his hands press into your lower back, closing any space between the both of you. Jungkook took a little control back and sway you both to the music. It felt nice being so close to him. It could have just been the alcohol but you felt your body completely mold to his. Jungkook had moved his head and completely bared it in your neck, it was a little ticklish so you let out a laugh, but he didn’t let you move away from him.

One of your hands had found its way into his hair, you mostly were just feeling it between your fingers. It was soft and you, without even have thought about it, had tugged on it a little. Jungkook lifted his head to meet your gaze, he had a confused expression. He didn’t pull away from you at all.

“Did you just pull my hair?”

You were embarrassed.

“No. Maybe.” You smiled, “Maybe a little.”

You giggled a little bit, completely out of embarrassment.

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” You sputter a little bit, Jungkook leaned back down to you, his lips brushing against your cheek.

“I liked it.” He said lowly.

You felt his hands grip on your hips, this made you yelp a little but it was certainly drowned out by the music. His lips grazing against your skin slightly. You send a wave of heat through you. He spun you around so that your back was pressed against him. You both were just swaying with the music and your ass was pressed up against his crotch. You could feel his bulge pressed up against you. He didn’t seem like he was trying to hide it.

Flashes from the night you two were together enter your mind, how he had you in a position where he pounded you from behind. The thought of it was making you act up a little, and having Jungkook’s hands all over you again wasn’t helping.

“Getting a little excited are we?” Jungkook says right into you. You smile to yourself, you were glad it was dark because he can’t see you turn red.

“I could say the same about you.” You say, and he hums into the skin on your neck.

“What do you need?” He pressed a kiss to the skin on your neck and it sends a shiver through you. He leaves a few more kiss down your neck.

“God I don’t know.” You stutter. You feel one of his hands find the skin just under your shirt. He didn’t go any further.

You wanted him. You wanted to experience every little bit of him again. You didn’t want to pass up the opportunity again.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want.”

“It’s difficult to say what I won’t let you do right now.” You giggle a little, you feel him smile against your skin. “I’m surprised you even are paying attention to me with all those beautiful women hanging off you earlier.”

“I didn’t want any of them.” He then used his leverage on your hips to spin you around to face him. “I want you.”

“You’re drunk.” You don’t look at him directly. He takes your chin in his hand and he gently turns your head so your eyes meet.

“Don’t think I didn’t catch you staring earlier.”

“I wasn’t staring.” You roll your eyes.

“What were you doing then?” He raised an eyebrow at you.

“Admiring the lighting.” You sounded completely unbelievable.

“Mhm, well I’ll say I shamelessly was staring at you.” He gave you a soft smile.

Both of your faces had gotten incredibly close now. You were looking between his lips and his eyes. It felt like you were both unsure whether this was the right move. You lean forward a bit and you only brush lips slightly but didn’t kiss. Jungkook does the same in hesitation, but you feel this rush through you and you press your lips against his.

Jungkook’s hands completely press you into him and you place your hands on both sides of his face. Neither take a moment to brake away for air just completely wrapping yourself up in each other. You find yourself smiling through it. You were completely wrapped up in the smell of his cologne. He was intoxicating, everything was feeling even more fuzzy and warm as you were just wrapped up in him.

He breaks away from you for a second. Just to get some air. You both were heavily breathing each other in.

“Y/N!” You hear a voice from behind you. You break your self away from Jungkook to turn to see who it was.

You found yourself met with Tae and Jimin who were walking towards you. You hadn’t seen both of them in a while.

“Hi!” You straighten yourself up, “Where have you guys been all night!”

“Dancing! We were up by the Dj!” Jimin was basically screaming in your face. It made you laugh, because you figured he probably couldn’t hear a thing.

“We were just heading back to the table!” Tae was also basically screaming in your face, you laughed.

“Jungkook!” Jimin screamed and jumped to hug him behind you.

“What were yall doing!” Taehying scared you out of your skin.

“We were uh-…” You felt your cheeks turn red. “We were just dancing.”

Tae didn’t believe you for a second, smirked at you. Then he grabbed Jimins arm pulling him away from Jungkook. “Come on! Let’s go get some water!” Tae gives you a knowing look and you couldn’t help but face palm. “You two have fun!”

Jungkook turns back to you.

“You want to go back with them?” He asks, he takes your hand in his.

“Sure.” You smile at him.

You both start to work your way back through the crowds of people, before you make it back to your table where Jimin and Tae had already grabbed some chairs. Most of the others were back now too, mostly all taking breaks to let their feet rest. You and Jungkook stood at the end of the booth. He had himself placed behind you, so everyone didn’t have to see you both were still holding hands. He had also been running his hand up and down your back.

The night continued on with some more drinks. You had had a few more and so did Jungkook. You had gotten to dance with Tae and Jimin as well. It was nice to just party around with them. You all eventually had all been dancing together and had your friends own little dance party in the middle of the club.

Jungkook stayed with you the whole time, he would steal touches and a kiss or two every so often from you. He was leaving you completely breathless. It all ended a little too soon though, the club slowly came to a close and everyone was kicked out. Everyone slowly piled out the door and into the streets.

“I’m not ready to be done!” Yuna whined and she was hanging off of yoongi’s shoulder.

“Bitch you’re wasted, you need to go home.” Hoseok scolded her, and picked up her other shoulder so Yoongi and him were both basically carrying her.

“Do you guys need help getting her home?” Jungkook asked the two of them, but they waved him off.

Yoongi had only one drink so he was fine to get both of them home.

“I brought my car so if anyone needs a ride, come with me now.” He announced to everyone. Jin and Cece had taken him up on that and they followed them down the street.

“Get home safe!” You yell to them.

You weren’t in the best shape either. All the alcohol had caught up with you hard, Jungkook was the only thing keeping you standing up. You were also uncontrollably giggling.

Tae and Jimin had ordered and uber but they were heading to the other side of town with Namjoon and Sana.

“Hey are you two okay to get home?” Namjoon asked but you weren’t even sure if that is what he actually said.

“Yeah I got us. I have an uber on the way.” Oh yeah you had forgotten you had given Jungkook your address. He was just going to get you back to your place.

You watch as they all pile into the car and give you waves and shouts goodbye. You blew them all a kiss goodbye with a giggle. Jungkook was just holding onto you, making sure you don’t accidentally trip over yourself. You just leaned into him, it was rather cold outside so having the heat of his body on your back was nice. Now that you were both alone you wrap both of his hands up in yours.

You glance up to him.

“Hi.” He smiles down at you.

“I’m very drunk.” You cough a little bit.

“Yes you are, but we are going to get you home.” He starts to push you towards a car that just pulled up.

He opens the door for you and gets you settled in the car. It wasn’t too long of a drive before you had arrived at your place. It wasn’t easy but you got yourselves up the stairs okay. You were mostly laughing and your ticklishness had become heightened to anytime Jungkook went to help keep you on your feet you would just begin laughing.

He had managed to wrestle your keys from you so he could get the door open for you.

He was completely amused by you but it was going to be good to get you to bed.

“Alright here we are.” You stumble past him and raise your arms up in the air to stretch properly.

“Welcome to my house!” You weakly smile at him. He laughs at you. You really hoped you hadn’t left any crap around but you couldn’t remember.

“Thank you, but I have been here before.” He places his hands on your shoulders to start walking to your room.

“No you haven’t” You try remembering when he ever could have been at your house before.

“You hosted new years last year when you moved in.”

It came flooding back.

“Oh yeah, you have been here before.” You open the door to your bedroom, and glory in the sight of your bed. You also thanked yourself that you had actually made it that morning.

You slowly trudged over to it and fell face first into it. Almost immediately you could feel sleep running over you. Jungkook noticed but you still had your shoes and coat all on.

“Hold on.” He sits you up, and you groan at him. “You need to get out of your clothes first. You’ll be way more comfortable.”

“I’m so tired though.” You pout, and he kneels down in front of you and he helps you take off your boots. He doesn’t say anything and he just helps you. Tossing your shoes to the side of the room.

You unzip your jacket and throw it down on the ground. When he gets your other boot off he was about to stand up with you stop him when you place one of your hands on his cheeks. He was really nice to look at. You move his hair back away from his face. At some point he had taken his hair out of the ponytail. You smiled at him and you pulled his face into yours, you place a soft kiss to his lips and he reciprocates it. He had his hands placed on your thighs. Every touch was warm and he was so gentle with you.

He pulls away from you.

“Get changed. I’ll get you some water.”

He gets to his feet and he leaves your room closing the door behind him.

//

You decided it would have done you better to take a shower. It actually wasn’t too late when you had gotten home, so getting all of the club stink off of you would help. It also helped to sober you up quite a bit. You mostly just rinsed off and didn’t wash your hair. You got yourself changed into some sweatpants and a sweater.

You opened your door to find Jungkook just standing in your kitchen. He was leaned against the counter. He had taken his jacket off, and he was messing around on his phone. In front of him were two glasses of water, one you assumed was his and another that had an aspirin bottle next to it.

“Oh my god you are still here.” You whisper shout at him, even though you had no reason too.

“Yeah, I promised Tae that I would make sure you were alright.” He stood up straight looking at you.

“You didn’t have to stay though.” You walk over to him and you take the glass from in front of him and take two aspirin.

“It’s okay. It doesn’t bother me.” He takes a step closer to you.

“Hey if anything earlier wasn’t okay-…” You start but he immediately picks up on what you’re going to say and cuts you off.

“Don’t even. I wanted it too.” He used a serious tone. “Besides, it’s kind of sexy that you were a little jealous.”

“I was not.” You smack him in the shoulder and take a sip of your water.

“Hey, it’s alright. I know I’m irresistible.” He smirks. You couldn’t stand this man.

“Glad to see you’re at least self aware.”

You sit in silence for a bit and he looks back to his phone. You catch yourself staring at him again, you had been observing all of his tattoos that ran up his arm, he had gotten more of the years, his arm was basically full now.

You had to tear your eyes away before it could wander too far. You thought about what he had said earlier, and what Cece said. He really could have anyone or have gotten any person at the club earlier if he really wanted too.

He really was breathtaking.

“What’s going on in there?” He poked your forehead and you brushed his hands away. You guess he had noticed you in thought.

“Just thinking of ways to kick you out,” You turn your back to him, “I think a kick in the ass is my best course of action.”

“Rude, don’t hurt my ass like that.”

“You’re lucky it’s cute, so I might spare you.”

You grab your glass of water and were about to walk back to your room. Before you turn around to look at him, he really didn’t need to stay. It wasn’t terribly late but you wanted to make sure he was also good to make it home.

“Seriously. I’m good now. You don’t have to stay.” You reassure him, “If you need, you can crash on my couch if you don’t feel like heading home.”

“I might actually do that.”

“Yes please.” You go into your room and you take a pillow from off of your bed. You walk back out and you place it on the couch. “Take the couch, or you can have my bed.”

“I’m not taking your bed Y/N. The couch is great.” He comes over to you and he takes your arm into his hand.

His hand slowly trailed down your arm to your hand. You watch his movements and he took your hand into his. It felt nice, his hands were soft and so large compared to yours. Your skin also tingled under his touch. You just let your hands swing together. He then leaned down and he pressed a kiss to your cheek, and your cheeks flushed red. He then placed another kiss to where your jaw met your neck, and then slowly down your neck. You sucked in a sharp breath. His other hand reached around your waist and pulled you into him. You let your self just fall into him. You wrapped you other arm around his back.

“Jungkook.” You breathe out. He had begun to suck on a spot you enjoyed. You felt like your knees were going to collapse under yourself.

“Yes darling?” He stopped himself and his breath fanned on your neck.

“I-…” You pause, oh you wanted him bad. “I need you.”

That was all he needed to lift you off of your feet, he grabs underneath your thighs and lifts you up. You laugh a little wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Thank god.” He whispers, before he walks you to your bed and you fall down together on it.

He immediately presses his lips to yours and you pull so he is laying completely on you. You had completely trapped him and he wanted every part of you. You break away from him for a minute and you pull his shirt above his head. He also helped you pull up yours off of your head and immediately reattached his lips to yours.

It felt exactly like it had before, he felt he was kissing you as if he would never get to again. You couldn’t get enough of each other. You could already tell he was hard through his pants. You also were already wet from him barely touching you, since your underwear was stuck to you.

Jungkook pulls away from you to kiss down your neck and then down the front of your body. He pulls your pants down your legs quickly, tossing them to the side. Before he came back up to be eye line with you. His eyes were dark as he looked down at you, taking you all in once again.

His hand teased you running along the edge of your underwear. It was agonizing, you couldn’t take it so you reach your hand to relieve yourself of some tension. He immediately stops your hand and pins it down next to you has he holds himself above you.

“That’s my job,” He brushes his lips against yours. You whine.

“Please, I need it.” You wanted to him to just fuck you already.

“Oh yeah?” He smirks at you, as he dips his hand down into you underwear to start rubbing you, “Where do you need me?”

You close your eyes and just enjoy his touch, you were already soaked. You moan as he teases two of his fingers at your entrance.

“Do you need me right here?” He leans into your ear and leaves a small bite to you skin.

“Yes.” You moan shamelessly, your hips were wiggling out of your control to feel him.

He presses two fingers into you and already begins to pump them in and out of you. He kisses you and you couldn’t help but moan into his mouth. You had your hands digging into his back. He used his thumb to rub you while his fingers worked there way into and out of you.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” You break your kiss and you are barely whispering.

“I’ve been thinking about you too.” He hums, “It’s been driving me crazy. It was so hard to resist you when I first saw you tonight.”

“Yeah?” You open your eyes to find he had already been staring at you.

“I wanted you. You looked so good.” His breathing was heavy, “I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”

“I couldn’t either.” You breath hitches in your throat when he adds another finger into you. He just enjoys the sight of you taking pleasure in his touch.

“When your ass was pressed against me, it took everything in me not to take your right there.” His lips brushed against yours again but before you could actually kiss him he pulled away, teasing you.

“I need my mouth for something else.” He kisses you quickly before you feel his fingers leave you, and you whimper.

Jungkook is just standing at the end of the bed and you look up to him and hes sucking off his fingers. It was something you had seen before but it just got you even more wound up.

“I forgot how good you taste.” He says before he lowers himself to his knees pulling your underwear off your legs, and presses his tongue against you.

You felt like you barely got a breath in as his mouth went to work on you. You still craved more from him. You wanted to be filled up with him already. The dreams you had been having about him were making you more frustrated throughout the week. You admitted had to relieve yourself after one of them but it wasn’t the same.

“Jungkook..” you moan.

He doesn’t break away from you and he just hums against your core. He starts to use his hands to help bring you closer. He wanted to eat you out through your orgasm. He looked up at you and seeing your head completely thrown back in pleasure made him just want to shove himself in you right now.

You reached your hands down and gripped onto the back of his head, tugging on his hair which made him groan into you. You were a complete mess and small moans kept leaving your mouth under his touch. His tongue was completely buried into you and one of his hands was rubbing your clit. The sound of him was completely explicit and wet. He was completely devouring you. His tongue kept flicking you right in the right spot and you could feel your orgasm rising quickly.

“I’m-I’m going to cum.” You moan, you were starting to become over stimulated but Jungkook didn’t let up for a second.

He didn’t break away from you as your orgasm completely rolled over you and Jungkook lived in it as he tasted you come all over his mouth. Continued to eat you out through your orgasm, completely cleaning you up before he pulled himself away. You were completely elated.

He stood back to his feet as you sat up on your elbows to look up to him. He placed both of his arms on either side of you before kissing you. You could taste yourself on his mouth and you let out a sigh as his tongue dipped into your mouth.

“How was that?” He pulled back from you and you were a little bit speechless.

“Really fucking good.” You weren’t done with him yet. You also stood to your feet. Your bodies were pressed against each other. You pull his face down to yours but not to kiss him, you leave kisses down his neck.

“God you’re so lovely,” His hand reaches down behind you and he holds onto your ass and pulls your hips into him, his bulge pressing into you.

“What can I do for you?” You ask almost shyly. He picks up on that, he spins you around and presses your ass into him.

“Let me burry myself in you.” He groans, he was ready to completely lose himself in you. He reaches his hand round in front of you to rub you a little bit more again.

You whimper from the overstimulation but it still felt so good.

“I want-“ Your breath catches in your throat, “I want to do something for you though.”

“Just being inside you will be enough. I want to make you feel good. Over..” he whispers and pushes you into him more. “And over again.”

You feel him step back from you and you hear him pull what was both his pants and his boxers off. He wraps both of his arms around you again you feel his dick fully pressed against your ass. Jungkook buries his face into your neck as his hands run all over you again. You turn around and pull him in to kiss you. You grab his length in between you two and you pump it a few times. He groans into your mouth, letting you know that he enjoys it.

You rub over his tip which already had some precum on it. You pump him a few more times before you stop. You wanted to suck him off but you needed him in your so badly.

“I want to sit on you.” His eyes open to meet yours. It felt embarrassing to say but he placed himself on the end of the bed. He didn’t say anything just stared at you with full lust in his eyes.

“Is this okay?” You didn’t want to do anything that wasn’t comfortable for him.

“More than okay.” He wraps your hand in his. He pulls you so you are standing between his legs which are spread open. “I’ve thought about you on top of me many times before.”

You raise an eyebrow at him.

“Oh yeah?” You smiled and placed both of your hands on the back of his neck.

“Getting to have you on top of me is a privilege.” His hands are on your hips and you can tell he is eager for you. You smiled and your press your lips to his and find your tongues way into his mouth. He smiles against you. Before you pull away and bite on his lower lips a little.

He responds with a low moan.

“You’re going to be the end of me.” His eyes lower looking at you.

“Do you have a condom?”

“Shit.” He thinks about it and he hadn’t brought one with him, “I don’t. If I am being honest I had no idea I would need it.”

“You’re fine. I’m on birth control so I’m not worried.” You climb on top of him. His dick pressed against his stomach when you place where your knees want them to be.

“Are you sure?” He wants to make sure you’re positive.

“Yes.” You grab him and you give him a few pumps and his head falls back in ecstasy. You lift your self up a little bit and you positioned him at your entrance. Jungkooks hands found their way to your ass and was gripping you tight.

His eyes were closed in anticipation. You run your other hand through his hair.

“Open your eyes for me.” You whisper.

He complies and as soon as he does you lower yourself down on his length. You mouth falling open in a moan as he stretches you out. You press your forehead against his as you completely take his length in your pussy. He lets out a groan and he squeezed your ass in his hands. Your legs were tense for a moment.

“God I missed this.” He whispers. He moves your hips a little bit for you which makes you gasp.

“Jungkook..” You moan as you lift yourself on him and then allow yourself to fall back down on his length fully and you both moan into each other. He was filling you all the way up to your cervix. You were completely stretched out.

His dick was so warm and twitched inside of you which made you want to scream. It felt so good. Having your skin touching each other. You began moving yourself up and down faster on him and small yelps left your mouth each time. He helped you a little bit moving your ass in just the right way down on top of him. Your head fell onto his shoulder as you were bouncing on top of him.

You couldn’t believe how good he felt inside of you and how easy it was so slide on and off of him. Jungkooks head was completely fall back and his mouth was open and he was breathing heavily at the feeling. He was coming to his climax fast so he slowed you down. Which drove you crazy, the slow feeling of him slipping in and out of you, he would have you completely come off of him and then come back down onto him.

“God, it’s so good.” You moan. Your knees were starting to give up on you but you were enjoying this feeling way too much to leave this position.

“Look at you take me so well.” He groans into your skin.

“Only for you.” You breathe and suddenly he rocks his hips up into you, making you let go of a little scream.

“Oh ho ho,” He chuckles into your ear, “You like that?”

He rocks back up into you again and you moaned, trying to bite down on your lip to hold yourself back.

“Come on, you can scream for me baby.” He grips onto your ass and lifts you off him a little before forcing you back down.

“Jungkook.” You moan, “Pull my hair.”

One of his hands slowly traces up your back slowly before you feel him grip your hair and pull your head back. This causes you to clench around him. You always like it a little rough.

Jungkook places a few kisses up your neck, you could tell he was smiling against your skin.

“You like it when I’m rough with you?” He has a smirk on his face looking at you. All you can manage is a nod but that’s not enough. “You were so eager to use your voice before, I need to hear it now baby.”

“Yes.” You stutter. Your hands were digging into his shoulders. You start to pick up the pace up on top of him once again. His head was twitching inside of you, he was getting close.

“God you feel so amazing.” His words came out a little sloppy, he tries to slow you down because he wants you to hit your climax again. He was hitting you right on your g spot. Every few thrusts he would thrust up into you. He was trying to do what he could to keep his high back.

“I can’t get enough Jungkook. I need more of this.” You stare into his eyes, and he knows what you mean. “I need you.”

“You have all of me.” He kisses you. He just drinks you in for a moment. You were obsessed with having him like this. Underneath you but he was still very much in control.

“You have me too.” You were getting sloppier on top of him, just as you feel your orgasm hit you. You completely come apart on top of him and he takes this opportunity to thrust up into you.

“Use me.” He moaned, “Use me for your high.” He was close himself. Feeling you clenching around him was bringing him to his edge. He wanted you to use every part of him. He was yours.

You keep bouncing yourself on top of him, your high had stopped and you weren’t completely fucked out but you didn’t want to steal him of a good orgasm. You picked up your pace, you feel his head twitch in you.

“Where do you want me too..?” He can barely get his words out.

“Just cum inside of me.” You moan into his ear.

Before he could say anything he completely blew himself up all inside of you. His seed completely filled you up and it felt amazing. You slowly continued riding him through it before he stopped you completely. Dripping down himself.

You look down to see the mess that was between you and smiled. You knew you were going to be sore from being in this position so long but it felt so good. You slowly pull yourself off of him and you both groan from the stimulation. Jungkook falls onto his back on your bed and you walk over to your bathroom to clean yourself up a bit.

After you did what you needed to do, you came back into your room and Jungkook had moved himself up on your bed and he had put his boxers back on. He beamed seeing you come back into the room.

“Come here you.” He got off the bed to come over to you, he immediately enveloped you in a kiss.

He had wrapped both of his arms around you and you wrapped your arms around his neck. You didn’t want to let him go for a second. You kept him as close to you as you could. He pulls away from you and kisses all over your face. They were small little delicate kisses and they made you laugh a little.

“Here let me put my clothes back on.” You push away from him but he doesn’t let go of your hand. “Jungkook!”

He just gives you a wide smile before he lets go of your hand. You quickly put the same sweat pants back on but you find yourself a tank top to put on instead. Once your are fully dressed. You turned around to see he has laid back down in your bed, he’s just smiling at you.

“What?” You look away from him.

“You’re gorgeous.” He was serious.

You slowly climb into your bed next to him and flop yourself down, but before you can do anything Jungkook pulls you into him and places a kiss to your shoulder. You wrap both of his hands into yours.

“Alright,” You start, “We should probably talk about this, this time.”

Jungkook laughs a little.

“Okay. What do you want then?”

“Well I don’t know.” You turn around and look at him. “Because like maybe we should go on like a date or something.”

“Well do you even want too?” He asks seriously, it wasn’t something you had asked yourself whether you just wanted to get your metaphorical dick wet or if you actually wanted something real.

“Well I’m quite sure I do. Do you want to even go on a date with me?” You chewed on your bottom lip.

“Nah you’re not weird enough for me.” He teased you and you shoved him.

“Stop! I’m being serious.”

“I would like nothing more than to actually take you on a date. A real date.” He moves some hair away from your eyes and leave his hand resting on your cheek. “Though I think we have already skipped a few steps in the relationship department.”

“Doesn’t mean I don’t want to still be romanced like anyone else.” You smile to yourself.

“Oh yeah? Romanced?” He pokes you and you laugh.

“Yeah! What’s wrong with that?” You pout.

“Nothing at all,” He leans in and he kisses you, “If that is the trade for getting to be with you like this than I would do all the stupid cheesy shit.”

You couldn't help the smile playing on your lips, it was kind of cute of him to say.

“Shut up.” You cover your face. He pulls your hands away and kisses you again.

hello (안녕) (m) || jimin & reader

title: hello (안녕) pairing: jimin x reader words: 16.5k (she’s a long one) genre: romance, angst, exestolovers!au, one-sided love, high school pining, adult love warnings: poorly written smut with a sprinkle of cursing note: again, inspired by my lovely jongdae and his single ‘hello’… that released before he announced that he’s going to the military, so i’m sad, and you jimin lovers get to feel my wrath. 

Do you remember the last autumn that the two of you spent together—the sweltering weather fading, heat dwindling down to the chilly nights and cooler days, trees’ leaves changing into these beautiful shades of golds, reds, and browns, a constant reminder of the colors he dyes his hair. He’d laugh when you’d run your hands through those locks. “It’s dry,” you’d repeat constantly, “stop bleaching your hair so frequently,” but your fingertips don’t leave the strands of hair, rather still rake his scalp soothingly and lovingly.

The rustling and crinkling of the leaves underneath the soles of your shoes as the two of you walked side by side, fingers interlocking after a summer of shy glances and soft hellos, finally brushing away the feeling of uneasiness when you’d find the comfort in just his company alone. Jimin had become the only solid in the life you lived in full of uncertainty—you were sure you wanted him, and nobody else.

He’s more than an ordinary guy; Jimin was more than what you could’ve ever asked for. Gentle smiles, warm laughter, sweet gestures—he was the description of perfection, your description of perfection, and the mere fact that he was yours was an awing moment you found yourself never leaving.

Albeit when you spot him across the room, a year later, full of the hearty laughs and they’re not for you, you don’t remember why he’s not yours anymore.

Autumn is here again. There’s no comfort and love this time around.

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detours (m) || pjm & reader

title: detours, aka the extended version of drivers license pairing: park jimin x reader genre: idiots to lovers, brother’s best friend!au, college!au, angst, romance, smut word count: 13.8k prompt: in drivers license, you think park jimin is out of reach. in detours, jimin feels like he can’t reach you. warnings: um jm masturbates ig, oc got insecurities, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, 18+ stuff basically a/n: it only took about 3 months. hope i don’t disappoint you guys ♡ also i bolded angst bc it may be kinda sorta sad idk (also i don’t proofread my smut scenes so don’t come @ me)

Park Jimin was your first heartbreak. 

The yellowish tinge street light that shines on his car alone, parked on the side of the road by his home gives the perfect view of him. He still looks handsome under the mustard-like illumination; ugly saturated colors didn’t alter his beauty, leaving him remaining flawless as ever. But the lovely boy isn’t what your eyes are drawn to, no, it’s the Aphrodite that occupies the passenger seat that captures your attention.

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no more 01 (m) || myg & reader

title: no more pairing: min yoongi x reader genre: some angst, fluff, one-sided love (unrequited love?), college!au, secret relationship, smut word count: 15.2k+ prompt: yoongi doesn’t like your consistent pining, and one day, after finally coming to terms that he will never reciprocate any feelings back, you give up. yet, for some reason, yoongi is the one who can’t come to terms with the consequences of when he says ‘no more.’ warnings: unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), fingering, just doing the damn deed  a/n: sup people, i’m back at it again with a fic, a two part series so hold on tight!!! let me know what you think!! 01 || 02

Honestly, in your perspective, Yoongi is the pure definition of perfection.

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dissonance (m) || jjk & reader

title: dissonance pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: angst, fluff, smut, rockstar!jungkook, gradstudent!reader wc: 19.4k  summary: something that first seems out of reach becomes a reality for him. screaming adoring fans, billboards with him and his band plastered on it, and touring across the globe with venues sold out. he has everything… but all he’s missing is you. warnings: explicit protected sex, vulgar language, sexual innuendos, oral sex (female receiving) – please let me know if i’m missing anything else! a/n: um. oh my god. how did i plan for like 10.0k and ended up with 19.4k, i’ll never know. hopefully this isn’t boring!! :D i’d also like to thank all the beta readers in @/ficscafe discord, and especially @masterninjacow & @latetaektalk (before the smut ofc… i didn’t even write it until like 1hr ago), @koocycle, @cheolbooluvr, @ddaechwita, and @jayhopely​!! pray i didn’t forget to mention any of the big beta readers because honestly there was a lot LOL. um. enjoy. yeah.

p.s. if there’s errors, i don’t even know if i want you to tell me bc this shit is way too long and makes both my laptop and phone lag FDJKSALFJA LMAO

He loves it here. It’s his dream to be here, on the stage, with the feeling of the music rumbling underneath the soles of his chunky boots, with the sea of fans screaming and hollering out his name, with his self-produced songs booming through the speakers of the venue while his band stands by his side, just as passionate for this as he is.

It’s his dream; he reiterates this constantly as a reminder that this isn’t something everyone gets the chance to breathe the opportunity of. He’s been manifesting this scenario his entire life, wishing and praying to the potential Gods to help make his aspirations become a reality. He’d work his ass off to make ends meet, be able to afford the necessities all while chasing this goal that many claimed to be unrealistic or unattainable. But he’s here right now, supporters that flood the building to the brim for a concert that’s been sold out in thirty cities so far. He has everything he could ever want. Girls, money, music…

But why does he feel like there’s something missing?

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from home || masterlist

title: from home pairing: jungkook x reader 

genre: richkid!jk, baker!reader, fakedating!au, fluff, angst, e2l, smut

prompt: jungkook is the youngest of five boys, the last in line to truly inherit any his parents’ money. but what if his mom suddenly cuts him off due to his current poor behavior and he’s forced to learn how it feels like to be part of the working class? 

status: completed

parts: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12

drabbles: — plain pink tees  — pool day — donut rings

after midnight 01 (m) || jjk & reader

title: after midnight 01 - crepuscule  pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: angst, smut, fluff, fwb!au, fuckboy!jk, doctor!reader word count: 6.3k warnings: unprotected explicit smut, insinuating drunk driving a motorcycle but he’s actually sober by then a/n: :D disclaimer, i am not a doctor so idk if i’m right about certain things but good thing it’s a fanfic and not real life. i also did end up switching this from a one-shot to a mini-series, so if you’re uninterested in being on the taglist, let me know! if you want to be added, also let me know :D

taglist: @prodyg​ ; @jungkooksseuphoria​ ; @typingtomato​ ; @ggukkieland​ ; @joondala​ ; @jinsalpaca​ ; @bang-woolssi​

He only likes seeing you after midnight.

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I've got to change my whole aesthetic here, the pink is getting boring 😴

he needs to get therapy and she will go to her parents. they need to be apart from each other. he needs to understand that it doesn't matter what his stupid ex-bitch said, she is simply nothing and you shouldn't take the words of worthless people into account. Put on your pants already, big boy! I understand that he is still offended, but look, you have already made a child, who is being prepared here. how are you developing, looking at her, if you don't change yourself, as soon as possible? with her birth you will start to change, start to think differently and understand that that whore was wrong, look literally where the fuck you and she are lol. they definitely need a break from each other, otherwise you will go into premature labor lol. send her to her parents, and him to a psychologist. by the way, how long is OK? when is she due? I really want to see the baby already and am really looking forward to the new part!

I understand the frustration with how Jugkook is not dealing with everything maturely but at the same time, I think maybe I wasn't descriptive enough in the chapter but he's got severe trauma. We don't know alot about his past yet, I've only given little snippets of it but with everything, i think everyone will be able to understand him better because yes, now he just looks like the he's victimising himself but there's alot of explaining to be done yet.

OC is 7 months in and due date is mid October as of plan. Currently it's end August in chapter 33-35

scattered stars | jjk (m)

Summary: “And with that, a picture of Jungkook flashed into your mind, his fingertips caressing your cheek and his gentle and affectionate smile sending shivers down your spine as you admitted to yourself that yes - you wanted him.“

It’s easy to despise Jungkook when your contradicting magic doesn’t allow you to touch each other without fatal consequences - but what if your eternal enemy turns out to be your soulmate with whom you, unfortunately, do fall in love?

pairing: Jungkook x female reader

rating: 18+

genre: enemies to lovers, soulmate!au, fantasy!au; fluff, a ton of angst, smut

warnings: characters fainting, near major character death, light swearing, some fighting, characters crying, explicit sexual content, oral (f. & m. receiving), bit of a handjob, fingering, temperature play, soft sex, rough sex (yes, both), unprotected sex (there’s magic, don’t do it irl, guys), breast play, marking/biting, ass grabbing, y/n and jk feel a lot of pain but choose to ignore it cuz loveee; uh i think that’s it?

word count: 17.9k (SORRY)

a/n: welcome back! this fic was created for the “spring will come again”-event hosted by @bangtanarmynet (prompts at the end of the post) and is also my submission for this month’s theme ‘bloom’ for @thebtswritersclub​! again, a big thank you to @dee-ehn for this beautiful banner and to my betas @missgeniality , @venusiangguk & @voiceswithoutlips!! you made this story what it is right now! and now, enjoy!!

uploaded to AO3, too (for those who prefer pdfs or mobile readings!)

listen to: out of love (alessia cara) | in the fall (hwa sa) | talking to the moon (bruno mars) | already gone (sleeping at last) | medicine (jc stewart) - recommended by @moonsetlover​ 

➳ read the sequel scattered stars: collision here! (both can be read as stand-alone fics!)

MASTERLIST | WIPs | MOODBOARD

Your flower hadn’t bloomed yet.

Despite having turned 21 quite a while ago, the lightly faded imprint of your tattoo - or birthmark? - hadn’t moved a bit. Every once in a while you’d give it a peek, seeing that all the blossoms, leaves, and colours were still the same, and it did nothing to ease your tension.

Your mother would always complain about this as if it was your, and your fault only. Remind you on a daily basis how Eva had already found her companion, the love of her life, and settled with him, an engagement ring decorating her pretty hand.

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I want so much for the oc to pack her things, go to Canada to her parents and I think then this 'boy' will start thinking about her and the child more seriously. I'll tell you a secret, but in reality no one is ready to become a parent completely, it's very scary, responsible, unpredictable, but it also brings a lot of joy and happiness. What is all this romance for, hugs; kisses, pompous care, when you can't raise yourself and take full responsibility. It feels like he will only look after her until she gives birth, and then leave her. then do it now coward sorry, author, I'm so angry, let him put on the pants of an man

I agree, in fact chapter 35 is gonna say alot and I can't say much but it's stirring fire as of now.

COLD NIGHTS & BLURRED LINES (m) — JJK

jungkook and you have been in a sexual relationship with each other for four months now, and it’s casual for the most part. but as time passes, you can’t help but feel that some of the lines suddenly got blurred in the process. is it a cliché to blur the lines with your fuck buddy? it definitely is. will you do something about it? both of your emotional constipation have a hard time saying yes.

PAIRING jungkook x (fem) reader

GENRE r18+ (explicit smut, fluff, light angst) MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

WORD COUNT 26.6k

WARNINGS/MISC fwb!au, college!au, basketball player!jk, kinda secret relationship(?)!au, nerdy!oc but not really she’s just very school-oriented, jk is tatted up here and is very yummy especially in his jersey sighs, hes also rich lol, school journalist!reader, jk calls oc a lot of petnames, basketball stuff im not sure are accurate t-t. multiple sex scenes honestly idek where all of these came from but they include: unprotected sex (this is a fanfiction everything tends to be crazy around these areas don’t do it irl pls omg lol), penetrative sex, creampie, cumplay, car sex, jk’s silver chain hehe, slight cockwarming, oral sex (f and m receiving), jk wears those curvy headbands thing (they look so cute on guys in fact he wore it once), shower sex. if there is anything i left out, pls tell me so that i can add them here. jungkooks visual is jungkook at jitb listening party . 

NOTES if u have been following me you'll know this is a repost haha! i decided to publish this again so you can read it on tumblr if u dont like to read on ao3! also, please pleasssseee send me guys your feedbacks after reading it even a keyboard smash goes a long way anyway ill shut up now i hope you guys enjoy this monster!! last note, pls be gentle with my cn&bl babies <33

[ CN&BL MOODBOARD ] 

The late March weather has been cold these days, so when Jungkook – in his real fuckboy fashion – texted you that his nose could use a heater and he could offer to warm you up in return, you agreed for him to come over even though you pretended to be disgusted by his offer. 

“Hurry,” you whimper as aforementioned man manhandles you to get you off his lap, making you bounce on the mattress.

Just like that, the warmth from being pressed against his body was gone, exchanged by the cold immediately spreading goosebumps through your skin as Jungkook makes quick work of spreading your legs, eliciting a bit of an uncomfortable feeling from you as you feel your cum leaking out.

Jungkook swipes a hand through his sweaty hairline as he kneels inside your spread legs, and you have to fight a moan at the sight. You still feel a little delirious from when he made you cum the second time just a minute ago, still lightheaded from the high of it. But you can’t deny that he always looks so good in all his natural, naked form; chest heaving, toned stomach coated in sheer sweat, his biceps – especially the tatted one – bulging as he reaches for your hips to pull you down so he could enter you once again.

It tears a cry from your vocal chords, him thrusting in and out of your wet pussy, his pace frantic and inconsistent, a tell-tale sign of his impending orgasm. His grunts, together with your pathetic little moans at the feel of his cock touching every part of your pussy filled the room.

“Fuck, I’m close,” he groans, leaning down, and as a result, reaching deeper into you, mouth reaching for your breast to your mouth. The kiss is a sloppy act of both of you just breathing in each other’s mouths, as Jungkook drills your pussy faster, his fingers tightening around your waist. A particular hard thrust got you drawing out a loud mewl and that’s what tips Jungkook over the edge. “F-fuck – shit, where do I cum baby? Tell me, tell me.”

“Inside– fuck. Please cum inside me,”

He lets out a sharp breath and after a few more erratic strokes, you feel his hot release painting your inner walls.

“Shit,” Jungkook hissed as he fell on top of you. You can feel the way he’s heaving as his skin touches yours, but you let yourself relax on the mattress, breathing shallow breaths.

Since he’s way more athletic than you, he got over it soon and you feel him picking himself up to hover over you, beginning to plant kisses all over your chest and the mole in between them; your nipples, your shoulders, your collarbones.

“Kook,” you call softly, your limp hand patting his ass to get his attention. He always gets so preoccupied with kissing your body after sex.

Jungkook hums, but he looks at you. “Yeah?”

You grunt. “I jwashed my sheets two days ago and I don’t want cum stains on them.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he leans down, and even though you were complaining just now, you let out quite a joyful hum when he kisses you. “Let me see first.”

You don’t need to ask what he’s referring to.

Pushing your body back up, Jungkook takes it upon himself to get his body off of you only to watch as you slide two fingers over your pussy, spreading the lips so he can see the combination of your and his cum all over it.

“You need to hurry, Nayeon is coming home in a few minutes.”

He doesn’t even try to look like he’s concerned about the urgency of that matter, just hums absentmindedly and gets his own finger to run over your exposed heat. You shiver at the contrast of the hot feeling of your pussy and the cold feeling of his finger, but it soon turns into pleasure when he gathers your cum and pushes it back into you.

“Are you going to keep it in for me?” He whispers, a thumb now caressing your hip.

“Depends.”

Jungkook looks back up at you, a sly grin spreading on his lips. “On what?”

“If you’re going to be good and say please when you want something.” You grin at him, feeling pretty proud of yourself for catching him off guard. It doesn’t last long very much though as he smirks, but as soon as he opens his mouth, you hear a series of knocks and your eyes widen at that.

You hissed. “Shit, that’s Nayeon.”

You sit up from the bed. Jungkook mirrors your haste, scrambling to find his clothes on the floor and putting them on quickly. You have your robe just nearby so you put just that on, ignoring the tingling sensation of cum trickling down your legs.

“I have to go.” Jungkook whispers, and you nod, walking towards the window on the far end of the room and opening it up widely.

Like usual, Jungkook steps on the frame and easily hauls himself outside. It’s the backside of the building of your complex, and it’s mostly and usually quiet, so it was pretty safe for him to just go out of there without anyone noticing, and most especially at times like this. Because Nayeon can’t know. No one can.

“I’ll see you later, pretty.”

Jungkook winks at you and you playfully roll your eyes, waving him off which earns a laugh from him. He easily saunters through the perimeter though and you find it quite unfair how he still carries a certain graceful energy to him even though he literally just did an exhausting cardio exercise with you for about thirty minutes. Ugh, him and his athletic body.

Nayeon’s voice can be heard across the flat, but before you let her in, you sprayed an unhealthy amount of air freshener on your body and around the room (just in case she enters) and shoved your discarded clothes from earlier in the laundry basket. After that, you finally run towards the door, welcoming Nayeon with a smile as you open it.

“Hi!” You greet rather cheerfully. She immediately hugs you briefly, groaning as she steps back and enters your little abode.

“Class sucked today,” she throws herself on the couch and you give her a sympathetic smile, walking towards the fridge to get water.

“Well, wish me luck. I’m headed out to one.”

“God, I can’t wait ‘til we graduate, I’m tired of this bullshit.” She says, but she’s opening up her laptop for what you could guess as for finishing up an assigned work. “I wish I was having bomb sex like you. Hey, do you want to go to this party on Friday?”

“I – what?”

“Party on Friday? Finals season for basketball starts on Friday and they’re planning a party. We could use free booze and stress-free night.” Nayeon repeats, but you weren’t asking for the party. You tried to ignore it, but you have the tendency to overexpplain yourself so that you do not get misunderstood.

“I’m not having bomb sex.” You say, and that makes her look at you. At that, you realized you shouldn't have taken the bait. Stupid, stupid, stupid you. You could've swerved this topic if you weren't so quick to react at the word sex.

You stare at each other for a solid few seconds until she rolls her eyes.

“Girl, your hair looks like a bird’s nest and your lips are swollen as hell. I might not be having bomb sex in the current moment but I know what I look like after I do the deed,” She wore her eyeglasses and perched it on her nose. “And you kinda smelled like sex when you opened the door.”

“No!” You feel heat coming and spreading through your cheeks. You thought the damn Febreeze would hold up!

Nayeon waves you off. “It’s fine, it’s not like you haven’t caught me before like that.”

“It’s embarrassing.” You insist, stuffing your face with a bread you took from the counter and purposefully not meeting Nayeon’s gaze so you don’t see the teasing smiles you’re sure she’s sending your way.

“That you’re having sex in college?!” Her playful scandalous tone makes you laugh though and that’s when you look at her.

“No, ugh. Just. Sorry. If I smelled like sex. I tried spraying a lot of air freshener earlier.”

She wiggles her brows. “Oh, is that why you took a long time opening the door? Was your sneaky link here just now?”

“Sneaky what?” You say, laughing.

“Sneaky link. You know, a hook up. Wait, is it a boyfriend? Please say no, because I would be extremely offended if you haven’t introduced your boyfriend to me all this time.”

You could swear you felt goosebumps on your nape when you heard the word boyfriend and saw images of Jungkook in your head immediately, as if you were used to associating him to the word.

“It’s definitely not a boyfriend. Just… someone I hook up with sometimes.”

“Interesting. Do I know him?”

The question makes you nervous. She definitely knows. No one not knows who Jungkook is at your campus.

With a shake of your head, you tell her, straight-faced, “Nope.”

“Okay, which department? Does he go to our Uni?” She asks, now seemingly fully invested in this conversation rather than the assignment before her. You’re happy to be a bit of a help to lessen her sour mood from earlier but you shake your head and let out playful tsk-ing sounds,

“Too many questions, babe,” You teased. “My class is starting in twenty minutes.”

You heard her laughing as you carried your clothes to the bathroom to change and to clean up the mess in your nether region. Damn. Jungkook cums a lot these days… he needs to masturbate or something.

“Fine, fine! You don’t want me to know but I’m gonna find out about the mystery guy one way or another!”

Shutting the door to the bathroom, your face contorts at Nayeon’s words.

Yeah, absolutely not. Jungkook and you made an agreement in the first place that everyone should be oblivious of your situationship, and it’s worked for almost four months now.

You can’t fuck it up now.

As soon as you fixed yourself, you bid your goodbye to Nayeon who went ahead and busied herself by hacking away on her laptop, grabbing your bag and heading out and finally walking to your Uni that was just a few minutes away from your complex. Your apartment is almost like a dorm, to be honest. 

The hallway is a little crowded, but you don’t miss a certain brunette in a familiar gray hoodie you’ve had in your closet before. 

You meet Jungkook’s eyes but you quickly change your gaze to his friend, Taehyung, who’s walking beside him as he greets you cheerfully. 

"Hey, ___!” You return his smile, waving. You had a Philo class with Kim Taehyung at one point and found out that despite your preassumptions about him for being a varsity guy, he was a pretty interesting person to talk with. You’re not super close per se, just acquainted enough to acknowledge each other when you meet somewhere like the campus hallways.

You don’t like the attention it draws, though. So you walk straight to your destination.

Varsity guys tend to be famous, and you’ve chosen to steer yourself away from them. Ironic, though, considering that you’re fucking one. Obviously, you’re not doing a very good job at “steering yourself away from them”.

Maybe it’s the sole reason why it’s a secret. Jungkook is the star player of the basketball team together with Taehyung and a few other guys. You know their usual gist. Famous circle, lavish lifestyle, attractive guys who (unfortunately) know it, skillful at the sports they do, too many people fawning over them. And well… not to be that person but you’re just someone dutifully studying here. Someone in the background. And you love that mostly, but sometimes you think that maybe… it’s why Jungkook seems to never entertain the idea of making your relationship public. Not that you would like that yourself. You took part in the secrecy agreement, suggested it yourself, in fact. You would never admit to anyone you’re fucking him. But, well. It’s just weird. 

Whatever. It doesn’t matter. Someone’s going to end it eventually and you’re gonna make sure it’s you… just so it’s established that you aren’t the one who’s more willing in the relationship. Yeah, that. Just not now. School is stressful. You like sex with him. 

When you arrive at the lecture hall, your phone vibrates. A text from Jungkook is plastered all over your lock screen.

[1:15pm] Jeon: hi pretty [1:15pm] Jeon: nice skirt :) 

You internally roll your eyes. Him and his literal and figurative skirt chaser tendencies.

[1:20pm] You: Hi.

You get a reply immediately.

[1:20pm] Jeon: wanna grab dinner later

You stare at his text, a little taken aback. 

That’s new. Sure, you had grabbed lunch with him at his stupid fancy Benz like, once. After he fucked you in it to ease your nerves about a class presentation you did earlier that day. He didn’t offer, he just bought you Chinese because you passed by a resto as he drove you to your place. 

Anyway. You don’t know why he would do this all of a sudden. You fucked three days ago, then the day after that, then earlier this day. You’re not complaining but you never predicted your sex life would be so active like this. 

[1:22pm] You: Pass. Studying later

Which is true. You have a Tech Writing quiz tomorrow, though not necessarily hard. Whatever. Your thoughts in the hallway awhile ago are making you feel kind of weird about him right now.

[1:23pm] Jeon: boring [1:23pm] You: ):< [1:23pm] Jeon: cute :) do u want me to order boba ill deliver it to ur place after ur class

Well, that is definitely not new. Jungkook delivers you food, like, every single time.

[1:24pm] You: :))) Yess. Thank you [1:24pm] You: I’m going to venmo you [1:25pm] Jeon: lol yk im just gonna venmo it back to u

True. There’s been a lot of back and forth in that app. One time, he “jokingly” sent you a hundred dollars (a hundred dollars!) after you kept on insisting you pay for the takoyaki he made delivered to you, and that horrified you so much that of course you sent the money back to him, but he made you promise to stop trying to argue with him about the payment thing. It doesn’t mean you don’t feel bad about it still though…

[1:25pm] You: 😤😠 [1:27pm] Jeon: do u also want anything besides boba [1:27pm] You: Noppee, I think Nayeon is going to cook something for us later [1:28pm] Jeon: alright [1:28pm] You: Are you sure you don’t want me to pay you back? [1:28pm] Jeon: nahh it’s alright [1:28pm] Jeon: besides I can think of other ways for u to pay me back without money involved.. ;) 

Ah, there he is. He really couldn’t go on a day without sexual innuendos.

[1:29pm] You: You are infuriating and I’m turning off mh phone  [1:29pm] You: *my [1:29pm] Jeon: you like when I annoy you so .. [1:29pm] You: No I don’t and Im so sore i feel like my brain will leak out of my ears from so much sex  [1:29pm] You: Also please stop using ellipsis in texts [1:29pm] Jeon: hmm [1:29pm] Jeon: who said anything about sex? [1:30pm] Jeon: not me🤔 do u think i just think about sex all the time [1:30pm] Jeon: what’s worng with ellipsis…? [1:32pm] You: Yes you do think about sex all the time 

He reacted to that message with the HAHA emoticon, and you felt yourself having a hard time fighting an eyeroll.

[1:32pm] Jeon: you know me so well [1:32pm] You: Also, nothing wrong with ellipsis they just remind me of how my dad texts  [1:32pm] Jeon: ummmmm im sure ur dad is great so im flattered

You snorted at that.

[1:33pm] You: you do NOT know that  [1:33pm] Jeon: i thought you were turning off your phone [1:34pm] You: I am right now so don’t reply prof is walking to the lecture hall now [1:35pm] Jeon: good luck baby ;)

Nayeon didn’t convince you enough to join her at the party she mentioned before come Friday night. In a weird parallelism, Jungkook also texted you about a party you could come to, and eventually, you’ve come to realize that it was his party. Their party.

Your Uni’s basketball team held a celebratory one because they won the first game of Finals. You only knew when you went to the school’s publication office earlier. The freshman sports journalist, Ryujin, came to you to ask you some questions about her rough draft about said game.

You see, this is one of those times when you are reminded that Jungkook and you really only have a relationship through sex. Sure, you know some stuff about each other. Like how you are an English major, he’s taking Computer Science, you’re the managing director of the school’s publication, he’s a star player in the basketball team; he knows about your favorite takoyaki flavor (it’s smoked bacon) and your boba order, and you know he likes food that you dislike, namely cheese cake and mint chocolate flavored stuff. He also likes Marvel a lot. He knows you’re obsessed with films from the golden age of Hongkong cinema because you mentioned it in passing. (He doesn’t know you particularly love the Wong Kar-wai ones though…)

But somehow, he never really tells you about his basketball games. Sure, he’d mentioned practices before but it’s something he doesn’t bother to include you in. Not that it would matter to you. It’s not like you tell him all about your stuff in school, either.

Your attention is caught by a ping from your phone. 

[12:05am] Jeon: hey you still up? 

The text reads. You type a reply. 

[12:07am] You: Yes, why? [12:07am] Jeon: let’s facetime [12:07am] You: Why [12:08am] Jeon: i want to see your pretty face

Spoken like a true fuckboy. Really?

Before you could respond, his face is taking up your whole screen, asking to facetime you. Without thinking about it too much, you accepted the call, falling back to your bed. 

From the screen, you could see that he’s wearing a black shirt with a long silver chain around his neck. He smiles that adorable smile when you finally make your whole face visible to the camera. 

“What is it?”

The audio from his end is a little distorted, probably from the loud music from where he’s at. That after-game party, most likely. He texted you about it awhile ago. Nayeon is probably there, too. 

“Hi, pretty girl.”

Again with the nickname and the slight way his eyes are hooded as he said it. If you squint enough, maybe you could tell if he’s drunk or not. You’re not sure. But the way that’s his instant words upon seeing you is making you feel a little weird in your stomach. He’s got to stop calling you that. 

“Are you drunk-calling me right now…?" 

He shakes his head and says something, but you don’t hear it, so you informed him so. The screen shows you dark, pixelated images, making you think he’s probably moving his camera around, and you could make out that he’s walking away from the party as the loud music fades out eventually. 

"I’m not drunk.” He says after he settles on a spot. 

“Oh, okay.” You nod. You shifted on your side. “Why did you call me?" 

He laughs at that. "I can’t call you?" 

His laughter intensifies when he sees you roll your eyes. "No. I’m just wondering… aren’t you at a party?" 

Jungkook nods his head. "Yes, but it’s getting boring here." 

"Oh.”

Another beat of silence, but Jungkook is the one to say another word. 

“Hey, do you wanna go out for a drive?" 

Well… that sounds good. You just finished a write-up and did some studying a little earlier and you also planned to order food but forgot about it.

"Sure.”

Jungkook smiles at that.

“I’ve been wanting to show you something. I think you’ll like it." 

Your eyebrow arched at that. This is getting a little too new. He’s driven you around before but it always involved fucking, not done with the intention to show you something. Not that you aren’t expecting sex tonight, though. You would actually appreciate that.

"What is it?" 

You could make out a smirk from Jungkook’s face on the slightly pixelated screen. "I’m going to show you the real me.” The glint of mischief in his tone cracks you up, so you played right into it,

“Ohhh, does it involve dead bodies?" 

He nods with a serious face. "Yes, but you have to promise me you won’t freak out." 

"Yeah, and don’t you freak out if I tell the police about it.” You squint your eyes, trying to give him a scolding look. 

“Ah,” Jungkook leans back. “You would do that, wouldn’t you? You’re always such a good girl." 

It wouldn’t have meant anything if it wasn’t for the way his voice drops, giving you a meaningful look again. You could feel the heat in your cheeks but you shrug it off. 

"I am a good girl, I pride myself for it." 

Jungkook finally laughs this time, finding this conversation hilarious just as you do. "I know, I like it most especially—" 

After all this time, you developed a sort of a Spidey sense for when Jungkook is about to say perverted things, so before he could make such remarks, you cut him off.

"If you’re gonna say something sexual I’m going to end this call.” But even you could tell it was an empty threat.

Jungkook thinks so, too, you know that, but he decides to step back. “I was just going to say that I like it most especially because it does good to the world." 

The mirth in his eyes tells you otherwise. 

"You do not think that.” You say, rolling your eyes. 

He laughs once more, throwing his head back as if you said the funniest joke in the world. Weirdo. 

“Alright, alright. So I’m coming to your place in five minutes to pick you up. How does that sound?" 

"Good. Nayeon’s currently out… just text me if you get here." 

He told you to end the call – which you argued you were just planning to do so and he didn’t need to tell you and it earned a laugh from him, how stubborn you were about such simple things. You just gave him a baleful look.

Just as you pick out a sweatshirt and some sweats in exchange for your pajama dress, you receive a text from Jungkook that he’s arrived and so you grab your wallet and keys and your phone, heading out. 

You spot his car and knock on the passenger’s seat window and Jungkook immediately opens it for you. 

"Hi, gorgeous.” He greets you. “You want to keep the window open?" 

"Hello. Yes, please.” You say, fixing your seat belt. 

He hums and you press on a button to slide the window open. 

“You want to pick up some food?" 

You perked up. "Yeah, I was planning to get some but I was too lazy to order in earlier." 

Jungkook pressed some buttons again you don’t really understand but it got music to start playing, lights in the car moving into the same beat of the tune (his car was really fancy…). Some mellow ones you kind of liked during this drive on a cold night. He saw a food place from around a corner and you both agreed to get food from the shop. 

He parked somewhere for you guys to open up the take-out. There’s some steamed tofu there so you pick it up and start eating. 

"I’ve been obsessed with tofu these days,” you shared absentmindedly, chewing on said food. 

Jungkook looks at the tofu you were eating. “Really? I remember when you said you dislike it." 

"Yeah, but that’s because I cooked it one time and it sucked." 

"I should teach you to cook one of these days…” you refused to acknowledge what that entails and laughed instead.

“You know how?” You said to tease, but you also genuinely can’t believe he knows how.

Jungkook clicks his tongue, a faux offended look on his face, saying, “Why do I always get that reaction? Of course I know how to cook." 

"Huh,” you pondered. “Wouldn’t have expected it from you." 

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But I have this friend who’s a really good cook and I kinda learned through him." 

"That’s cute. Nayeon knows how to cook and I never learned shit from it.” You laugh at your own words, so does Jungkook. “But hey," 

"Hm?" 

"Do you think my boobs got bigger? I think they got bigger.” You put your food down your lap and caress your breasts through your clothes. 

You’ve been thinking about it since last week. Earlier, you saw yourself naked in your mirror and noticed a change in their size. You almost thought you were pregnant but your period literally just ended yesterday. But can that happen with pregnancies? But… you’re very diligent with your pills… so it can’t be. Right? 

You made a mental note to buy a test tomorrow.

“Look the same to me.” Jungkook says, looking at your chest. 

You grab his free hand and put it over a boob. He squeezes it promptly, and you hear an almost dramatic gasp. 

“Oh, they are bigger." 

You remove his hand over you and nod. "Yeah. But I think it’s just due to some hormonal changes. Also I think I’m putting on weight, I’ve been eating a lot these days… but… it’s stupid but I also think my obsession with tofu has something to do with it," 

Jungkook looks over at you curiously. 

"Yeah, they say tofu makes your boobs bigger." You added.

He arches a brow at that. "Really?" 

"Don’t look so excited." 

Jungkook can’t help but huff out a laugh. "I do not!” You roll your eyes. He insists, “I love your boobs the way they are." 

"Geez, thanks." 

You finished your food and Jungkook drove around again. It’s still in the vicinity of your town. The music in his car serves as a lulling noise in the otherwise quiet night. There’s still a lot of cars on the streets, some occasional honking sounds, but you feel really, really nice, most especially when the wind blows a little harsher and it makes your hair go crazy. Jungkook laughs at that too. 

It’s later in the night when Jungkook slowed down somewhere, and soon, he was parking at an abandoned house.

As if on cue, you looked at him and said, "So you really are going to show me your literal skeletons." 

He laughed at that. 

"Nope, sorry to disappoint, princess." 

Jungkook gets out of the car and you follow, immediately shivering at the wind. You wished you wore a hoodie instead of this thin, knitted sweatshirt, but you didn’t expect it would be this cold. It was nearing summer and the weather has been inconsistent for the last month. 

You look at the abandoned house once again. There were wooden planks nailed on the door, plastic covers draped over the windows, and overall, it just looks really old. Kind of creepy, if you were to be honest. 

In your assessment of the house, you don’t notice Jungkook coming to you with two bottles of soju. He brings them up slightly, a grin on his face.

"Drinks?”

“Okay…” you squint your eyes. “Where are we going to do that?" 

He gives you a knowing smirk. "Inside." 

Jungkook went over the fence with ease and you followed his direction but didn’t do the same thing. He looks back at you. "Hey." 

"Are you sure it’s safe?” You ask, looking around, wrapping your arms around your middle because of the cold. 

Jungkook probably notes the genuine concern in your tone, that’s why he sets the soju down and comes forward to you, the fence serving as some kind of dramatic border. 

“Baby, it’s fine. No one comes around here.” He says but you don’t really feel assured just yet. 

“What if someone comes here now? I don’t want to be arrested…" 

"No one’s getting arrested,” Jungkook insists. You still look hesitant. “Come on. Really. I’ve been here lotta times, haven’t ever seen anyone here since then." 

You look at him. He seems to be telling that truth and well, maybe you’re stupid for believing him but he seemed to know this place well and had been going here for a long time and as far as you know, he doesn’t have criminal records, so… 

"Okay, fine.” You give in. 

Jungkook immediately grins. “Nice. Here, let me help you.” He leans forward and takes a hold of your hips as you go over the fence. It’s not that high, really, but you let him carry you over it until you both entered the abandoned property. 

When he puts you down, you tug at his shirt.

“Wait, your car.” you gasp.

“Oh, it’s fine. I parked it at that green house, someone’s just gonna assume it’s theirs.” He says, completely nonchalant about it.

You think he’s being careless about his fucking Benz but whatever. 

Jungkook leads you to the back of the creepy house and the eerie place immediately gives you goosebumps. The cold of the night does not help, either, so you cling to him until he sits on the ground. 

“Jungkook, that’s dirty.” You tell him, trying to tug him up. 

He chuckles. “It’s fine, princess. Come here, I’ll take my jacket off. Sit beside me.” Indeed, he takes off his jacket, and you worry he might be cold with his t-shirt only now but you also really don’t want to sit on the ground… 

“You’re not cold?” You make sure as you sit beside him. Jungkook opens one of the soju and offers it to you. You take it as he opens another one for himself. 

“Nah, it’s fine.” Jungkook starts drinking but even though you have one in your hand, you don’t. He must’ve noticed it as he says, “Hey. Relax.”

“Aside from my fear of getting arrested, it’s also really fucking creepy here.” You retort, scooting closer to him. You got to be honest and admit that you’re more scared of the place than scared of getting arrested. 

Jungkook throws his head back to laugh at that. “Again, we’re not getting arrested. And what do you mean creepy? You don’t like it here?" 

You look around the place more. "Eh, it’s okay. I just can’t help but think what if there are lost souls around here…” you trailed off, giving him a baleful look when that only made him laugh more. They were quiet laughter, though. Probably to not disrupt said souls. 

“You believe those?" 

You roll your eyes. "Okay, cool macho guy." 

"No, no, I’m sorry,” Jungkook still laughs in between his words and you whisked his hand away in an act of lighthearted sulking when it tried to reach you.

Okay. You don’t exactly believe in ghosts but it’s hard not to when it’s in the middle of the night and quiet and cold and you’re in an abandoned house. You avoid horror movies for a valid reason. 

“Alright, let’s cuddle so you don’t get scared.” Jungkook says, but there’s a teasing sound to it.

“Don’t make fun.” You glared at him. 

“I’m serious, come here.” He opens his arms wide and you roll your eyes, not moving to come closer. He laughs when even after seconds passed you still didn’t give in. You thought he was giving up but instead he twisted to your direction and let both his legs crowd you so that you’re in between them. 

“You’re annoying,” you say but you kind of feel oddly comforted by being close to him like that, and Jungkook must’ve known as well because he just gives you a smug smile, chugging on his soju after.

You did the same. You try to throw away your nerves and scary thoughts, letting yourself relax as he said. When you kind of did a moment later, you find that it’s kind of nice, actually. 

“What do you think?” Jungkook suddenly speaks. 

“Hm?" 

"It’s nice here, right?” He arched his brow at you. “Just try not to think about ghosts." 

You pinch his shin through his cargo pants and he gives you a very ingenuine, "Ouch!" 

"Except for the ugly house, it’s nice here.” You reply. As you look up, you see stars scattered across the dark skies. It was quite a view, honestly. Makes you a little surprised because it was so beautiful. You almost missed Jungkook’s words. 

“Yeah. It’s not exactly beautiful here but it’s a great place to think." 

"Think?" 

Jungkook sees your teasing smile and shakes his head. "Yes, baby, I do a lot of those." 

You chuckle at that and drink more of your alcohol.

You don’t exchange more words after that but you find that it wasn’t awkward. It was just… a nice silence. A comfortable one. With Jungkook crowding you with his legs, you feel like you might be the most relaxed you’ve ever been in the past few months. 

You twist yourself so now you’re not facing forward anymore, but to Jungkook. You realize if he’d been looking forward he just had a view of your side profile. You try not to think too much if he just stared at you, although you did feel him do that for a few minutes a while ago. 

"Hey, congrats on the game.” You tell him with a soft smile on your face, placing your drink on the ground. It’s still filled in half. You could finish it but you doubt you wouldn’t be drunk by that time. Your alcohol tolerance is not at all exemplary. 

“Thanks.” Jungkook sheepishly smiles at you. “You watched it?" 

"Ah, no. I just heard about it. I don’t really know anything about basketball so…” you trail off, noting the way he nods at your words. 

“Right. I’ve never seen you watch us before.”

You try to joke, “That’s because you never invite me to any of your games." 

But it looks like that caught him off guard. "I– huh?” The look on his eyes tells you that he was genuinely surprised at your words, those eyes of him looking like a deer’s when it’s caught in the headlights. 

You laugh. “I’m just kidding. I don’t usually watch sports games. Too crowded for my liking." 

Jungkook nodded at that, but he still looked taken aback from your words earlier. You really were just kidding. You hope he didn’t take it seriously. But he agrees with you, anyway. "Yeah, it can get crowded sometimes." 

Silence and then after a few beats, Jungkook speaks again. 

"Hey, let’s make out." 

You arched a brow but didn’t really find any reason to oppose it, so you went ahead and kissed him. 

Jungkook immediately holds your hips. On the other hand, you snake your arms around his neck, kneeling in between his spread legs. The kiss starts slow but he holds the back of your neck and deepens it.

You whimpered when he nudged your legs with his free hand, and your shock made you break away from the kiss. Jungkook took it as an opportunity to start pecking your neck, though, his hand seemingly coaxing you to open your legs. You got the message and finally straddled his waist, Jungkook groaning and you moaning when you feel your crotches connecting at the action.

He was already sporting a semi, and you also feel your panties getting slick from the way he kissed and bit and licked and soothed your neck. 

"Jungkook,” you moaned, searching for his mouth. 

He kissed you again, all tongue and so sloppy, his hand reaching for the hem of your sweatshirt and creeping inside it to find you not wearing a bra. He did think you weren't wearing one when you put his hand on your boob in the car earlier.

“Ah, fuck,” he squeezed your tit in his hand, you whine. “They really are bigger. Can I see them, baby?" 

You nodded, not even giving it a solid thought as Jungkook immediately hiked up your top until your perky breasts were all bare for him to see. 

And devour, eventually.

Jungkook went straight to sucking your boob and squeezing the other to tend to it, massaging it in his huge palm. He licked a nipple and bit at it slightly, making you sigh at his action. Your arms went to his head to fist his hair in your hands. 

His ministrations on your chest encouraged you to roll your hips against his pelvis, and that elicited a grunt from him. Smiling a little at that, you experimented on doing it a little harder, and as a result, Jungkook tugged at your nipple, making you whine a little too loud.

"Behave." 

You pout. "I want to fuck." 

"It’s not so creepy here anymore?” He had the audacity to tease, but his hands were still on your breasts, fondling them. 

“I didn’t say we can fuck here. Just…” you looked around, not really specifically looking for something. 

Now that Jungkook mentioned it again, you get reminded that it really is creepy as fuck here. And you still didn’t trust the ground. There was no way you could stand fucking in this property. And what if something scary happens while you’re in the middle of doing it… 

Just as you were thinking it, a strange sound catches both of your attention.

“I think we should get back in your car.” You decided. 

Probably seeing the flash of fear in your eyes, Jungkook laughs. “Are you thinking of ghosts again?" 

You slap his chest. "No. But I want to cum." 

"So demanding,” he playfully scolds but you just roll your eyes and let your sweatshirt fall to cover you up once again. You immediately cling to him the moment he stands up and help him pick up the soju bottles, anxiously praying you guys hurry up to get out of here. 

“It was just the wind.” Jungkook comforts you once you were on your way to his car. 

As far as you’re concerned, it’s never just the wind. At least those shitty horror movies you and your cousins watched during sleepovers tell you so. 

Jungkook opens the door to the backseat and you go in and he follows after you. 

You immediately straddle him once he’s seated, earning a chuckle from him. 

“Wow, you’re really eager for me to fuck the fear out of you, huh?” He says, sounding smug about the way you reach for the hem of your shirt and removing it from yourself. 

“Hm. Your dirty talk these days have been subpar.” you slide his jacket off of him and he lets you remove his shirt as well, laughing more at your impatience. 

“Can’t think straight when a pretty girl is on my lap." 

Before you could say something about that, he gripped your waist and got you off his lap, manhandling you to lay on the backseat. Your back is against the car door as Jungkook twisted in his seat, hauling himself backwards to pull your sweats down and take off your birkens. Leaning down, Jungkook pressed open-mouthed kisses up your thighs, teasing his mouth on where you need him the most. 

But you didn’t want to feel anything there other than his cock, and you tell him so. 

"Jungkook,” you whine, catching his attention. When he looks up at you, you whine some more, “Just fuck me. I’m so wet already." 

He cursed, caressing the sides of your thighs. "Baby, I need to prep you.”

“There’s no need for that, come on, please. I need your cock." 

Jungkook groans. But then he makes quick work of unzipping his pants, pulling it down with his boxers until his dick is out. It’s plenty hard already, the shiny tip catching your attention. 

You let out another cry at the sight of him gripping his base, pumping it for a few seconds and finally pushing your panties to the side and slipped inside you. True to your words, it was quite an easy slide, but the burn still stings a little bit. His size was on the little above average spectrum and you’ve always found a hard time taking it in smoothly. 

"Oh, god,” you mewl, grasping his bicep while your other hand grips the back seat. 

Jungkook tightened his fingers on your waist, a hand coming up to one of your thighs to wrap it around his middle. You follow his silent command, welcoming the hot kiss he gives you. 

“Should I move now?” He whispers in your mouth, and you nod frantically, throwing your head back with a moan when he does as told. 

His cock was not even pulled out completely before he slipped it in again, slowly, in agonizing deep strokes. Like he wants to feel every corner of your warm hole. 

“So good…” you moaned, tightening your thigh around his body. 

“You like when I fuck you slow, baby?” Jungkook pressed kisses on your chest this time, and you could only nod your head mindlessly as he repeated thrusting out again. 

“I – ah… so good, Kook. I love it," 

The car is cramped and all you could hear are your heavy breaths and the lewd squelching sound of his cock going in and out of your pussy, his chain dangling in between your bodies feels cold when it momentarily touches your chest.

You would tell him to go faster, harder, but the way he was planting fairy kisses on your skin and his tattooed arm popping veins on the side of your head as if he was finding it hard to not fuck you stupid, you found that his deep and precise albeit slow strokes great.

"So pretty,” he says, moving the strands of hair that stuck everywhere on your face. 

“K-kook,” you whimper. 

“Hm? Baby? What is it?” Jungkook looks at you with an uncharacteristically soft gaze, his dick still continuing its slow pace in your cunt. 

“M-my back hurts like this,” you say. 

His eyes look softer at your words, expression gentle. “Sorry, angel.” He caresses your face and kisses you which you welcomed with a sob when his dick hits deeper after he leaned down. “Here, I’ll sit here. Straddle me.” But he doesn’t even wait for you to move as he hauls you to his lap himself, his cock still inside you, feeling it twitching when you sit on it outright. 

“Good girl,” Jungkook squeezes your breasts and laps at them, only to look up at you again. “You okay?" 

You nod, pushing him slightly so that he relaxes his back against the seat. You brace yourself on his chest and begin to bounce on his cock.

Jungkook throws his head back, letting you on your own pace, hands gripping your hips to help you move. 

"So fucking good for me,” he hissed just as when you mewled when his cock hits a particular spot in you. “Take it easy, baby, nice and slow, okay?” He said, taking a hold on the back of your head and pulling you in for a slow kiss.

You followed his words and planted your knees on either side of him, going down steadily, crying out at the way you feel every ridge of his huge cock inside you like this. 

It was so pleasurable, the way he groaned in your ears, squeezing your breasts, tugging at your sensitive nipples, murmuring stupid, sweet nothings, his cock seemingly growing larger in your heat each second passed, and soon, you feel that knot in your stomach ready to burst. 

“I-I’m cumming, Kook, I’m cumming–" 

Jungkook hummed, and when he felt your movements stuttering, he took it upon himself to press his thumb to your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves and fucking his dick up into you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your orgasm snap. 

"So good for me, baby, fuck, you’re such a good girl for me.” He kept rubbing delicious shapes on your clit, and you had to bite back a pathetic sob as the pleasure started to become too much. 

But he was still chasing his high, and you leaned forward to kiss him through it, letting him do whatever he wanted to get himself there. 

And when he did cum, you feel yourself cumming a second time too, Jungkook letting out strings of curses and nonsense as he feels you dripping more juices down onto his cock. 

Your head falls on the crook of his neck, Jungkook caressing your back as he relaxes on the seat. 

For a while, words were not spoken. He kept kissing your hair while you felt him twitching in your pussy. 

“I’m so tired,” you wearily peeled your face from his neck, looking at him. He has his eyes shut close, but there’s a content smile on his face that you leaned down to kiss. You didn’t know what for, you just felt like kissing him. 

Jungkook hums. The mess in your crotch starts to feel sticky and cold and uncomfortable. 

“Let’s stay like this for a while.” He says, as if he could read that you were about to get off his lap. 

You chuckle. “I can literally feel you going soft." 

"Ignore my dick. I wanna feel you a little more." 

"Okay." 

Jungkook does an unexpected thing of kissing your forehead. You choose to ignore the weird tingling feeling in your stomach and the way your cheeks feel hot at the action, just let him slip his fingers through your hair and rest your cheek on his naked chest. 

You eventually got off of each other after a few minutes, and you both were quiet as you dressed yourselves back. Jungkook and you got out of his car so he could drive and you could enter the passenger’s seat. 

The drive to your place was quiet but the silence was nice and comfortable, just like when you were at the back of that creepy old house. Jungkook occasionally sang along to some of the songs playing from a random playlist he pulled up on Spotify, and his voice sounded kind of nice. You wanted to say something about it but decided not to, in slight fear that he would stop.

When he pulled over in front of your complex, there was a soft, gentle smile on his face when he told you, "Sweet dreams." 

Your face mirrored his as you wished him good night. 

You locked the door to your apartment, ignoring the strange feeling in your stomach. 

You found yourselves at that abandoned house again the next night and Jungkook forewent the booze and brought junk food from Wendy’s. You had a swell time just sitting with each other at the back of the house, talking about the most random things you could talk about like some silly childhood memories. You almost shared your joy upon finding out that you weren’t actually pregnant after taking the test earlier that day just like you said you would the other night, but you found it better to keep that to yourself.

Additionally, you ranted to him about Professor Kang for giving you a C+ on a project you thought you deserved a higher grade for. Jungkook showed blind support by roasting your professor’s haircut. You didn’t fuck that night but did it the next night after a few drinks. 

When the day of their second game of Finals hit, your Uni won again and Jungkook ditched the after-game party, picking you up and driving you to that place. Almost like it became tradition. 

This time, you think you went overboard with the drinks, but it was probably just your shitty alcohol tolerance because Jungkook was standing still with his third bottle – which you childishly argued was unfair. 

Jungkook carried you like a sack of potatoes on your way to his car, ignoring how you slapped his ass. But you were all giggles and hushed whispers in the backseat as Jungkook guided your hips, bouncing you on his cock, just like the other night.

"How does it feel, baby?” Jungkook whispered against your mouth while you gripped his shoulders hard to slide up and down his cock, the tops of your feet resting on his thighs.

“S-so good,” you whimpered, speeding up, feeling yourself getting close to your edge. 

Jungkook tightened his hands on your waist but didn’t really do anything to control your movements or pace like he usually would. Like he was just enjoying you on top of him, using his cock to get off. 

You leaned down to kiss him, your moan upon feeling him deeper getting swallowed by the way he immediately reciprocated your touch.

You opened your eyes but then you suddenly caught a glimpse of a car. You pulled away from the kiss, but Jungkook took it as an opportunity to kiss your neck instead. While he was busy lapping up your skin, you narrowed your eyes to see clearer, only to realize that the car you saw was a fucking police cruiser. 

“Jungkook,” you called him, stopping your movements on his lap. 

“Baby,” Jungkook’s voice nearly sounded like a whine, understandably confused at your action– or lack thereof. 

But you only tapped his shoulder a little harder. 

“There’s a damn cruiser in front of us." 

Well, it wasn’t actually in front of you. It was more like, parked across from you, beside that abandoned house. 

Jungkook seemed to realize your panic though. His car wasn’t lit because you immediately got into it the moment he put you in the backseat. It was a little inconvenient especially when you were slipping him in but it turned to be a blessing in disguise because whoever owned that cruiser wouldn't have noticed what you were doing in his car.

"Shit." 

You hastily climbed off of him, quickly finding your shorts on the floor of the car and sliding it on while seated. Meanwhile, Jungkook just tucked his dick in his boxers and zipped up his pants. It was pure luck that you didn’t completely strip each other off earlier because it made for a fast dress up.

"Wait.” Jungkook leaned over the center part of the car and stayed a few seconds hunched over the console. You were just about to ask him what he was doing when the passenger’s seat suddenly reclined back. 

“Oh." 

"We can climb over here so that we don’t have to go out and have a cop seeing us. It would be suspicious.” He suggested, and you quickly nodded and did what he told you with a little bit of his help.

Jungkook pressed a button once again that had the driver’s seat this time leaning back, just like yours did. He climbed over it just as fast, putting on his seatbelt that you remember you needed to do as well so you followed. 

He lit on the car and started the engine. But before he could drive, a knock on his window made you both look at it.

“Fuck.”

You held your breath as you watched his window slowly sliding down, revealing a police decked in his uniform hunching down to see the inside of the car. 

“Evening, officer.” Jungkook greets casually. You didn’t know what to do. You reached for the phone in your pocket and turn it on, ducking down as much as you could so as to hide your face, trying to seem busy and casual.

“Oh, it’s just some kids, Hwang,” The cop turned to the side, and that’s when you heard another set of footsteps coming towards you. “You kids live here?" 

"Yeah. It’s my parents’ house, I’m just about to drive my girlfriend home.” Jungkook answered, referring to the green house he parked at, not a hint of hesitation or even an ounce of nervousness in his demeanor. 

You were too frozen to react to the way he called you his girlfriend. 

The other cop nodded. “Apologies. We were just roaming. Be careful, kid, you got a sleek car. There’s some thief on the loose around the street." 

Jungkook nodded as well, even did a little salute as he said, "You got it, sir." 

The cop patted the top of his car and Jungkook bid them a final goodbye before closing his window again and driving away. 

You felt like your soul just went right back inside you after it got out for a moment there. 

"Holy shit, that was the craziest thing I’ve ever done.”

“Really?”

“Yes!” 

And then suddenly, you giggled. Actually, like, giggled. Because realizing what just happened, you found every single thing fucking hilarious. You got away from cops!

“Oh my god, Jungkook. That was insane!” You said in between your laughter. 

Jungkook looked over at you before training his attention to the road and finally laughing with you, seemingly finding what happened just as hilarious. “Yeah. It was, it was.”

“And they really believed you! I can’t believe it,” you covered your face with both of your hands, your belly starting to hurt with how much you found the whole thing incredulous that it was funny.

“It’s not like we did anything wrong…” Jungkook said but he had a hint of playful tone when he spoke the words.

You snorted. “Well, in between public indecency and trespassing, which do you think they would most likely arrest us for?" 

That got Jungkook to laugh again. 

During the ride to your place, you complained about feeling too cold at one point. Jungkook asked if you wanted him to turn the A/C down but you shook your head and so he offered his jacket instead because you only wore a shirt. In your defense, when he picked you up, the weather was humid even though it was late at night.

You didn’t stop talking and laughing about what happened earlier, though. You found it hard to let go of it just like that.

"You are so drunk,” Jungkook chuckled as he pulled over. “You’re going to regret it tomorrow." 

"It’s Saturday tom–” you cut yourself off with a yawn. 

“You’re cute when you’re drunk.” Jungkook commented, pulling over, indicating that you were near your apartment. You didn’t even notice. 

“Not drunk, just tipsy.” You said, starting to unbuckle your seat belt but you kept on failing. Your tipsiness was starting to kick in again and everything was a little too hazy in your head.

You still definitely are aware about your surroundings, so aware that you felt Jungkook hunching over your side to unbuckle your seat belt for you, so close that you felt his breath fanning your face.

“Thanks.” You smiled, he returned it.

You opened the door yourself this time, though, and was only a little surprised to see Jungkook getting out of his car too.

“Let me walk you to your door."

And honestly, you should be worried about the possibility of Nayeon being at the apartment and seeing you together, but you couldn’t really bring yourself to care when all you could feel was odd content in feeling Jungkook’s presence as you walked towards your place. 

It was quiet but it was comfortable. You noticed how it’s always been like that with him, especially these days.

When you reached your door, you turned to Jungkook who was a little behind you, probably slowed his steps when you neared your place.

“Thanks for walking me." 

"No biggies,” Jungkook grins and then he stares at you for a while.

“What?” You asked. 

He leans down, holds your hip and presses his mouth against your own. 

Surprisingly, you didn’t really make a big deal out of it in your head when you were supposed to because this has never happened before: Jungkook walking you to your door and kissing you before he leaves has never occurred before. 

And yet, it felt so normal. Like it was just something that happens on the daily. Like you were so used to feeling his casual and soft kisses instead of the passionate and hard ones that often led to something. 

“See you next week?" 

You nod, biting your lip as he lets you go. "Yeah." 

Jungkook gives you a one, last small smile before he turns around and goes to his car, entering it and driving away from your complex. 

What a crazy night. 

You did not want to admit it, but maybe the strange feeling in your stomach the other night was goddamn butterflies.

You really weren’t supposed to come with.

But Juyeon, your editor in chief, told you to accompany Ryujin as she goes to interview the basketball team for their second win at the Finals season today. Your responsibility told you that it was fine, which, really is fine because you were used to monitoring freshmen in the club and that was actually one of your official jobs as the managing director but!

You were basically gonna do a babysitting job because Ryujin apparently fucked a guy from the team after she interviewed them the first time and it resulted to a poor article, and as a result, Juyeon is afraid she’s gonna fuck up her future write-ups so you’re the collateral damage of the whole situation. 

Juyeon didn’t tell you that herself, though. Keeping things professional and decent. You heard it from the other members of the club. 

Right now, you have to be at the gymnasium to meet people you’ve never really bothered meeting before and have always avoided for obvious reasons. 

But it was fine.

You checked Ryujin’s questions on the way there and when you arrived, she immediately tried to spot the team’s coach to talk to him about the interview she was gonna conduct. 

Instantly, you felt a prickling sensation on your arms and the back of your neck as the varsity players stopped on their tracks to look at the newcomers. At this hour, you can see no one at the gym seats. You and Ryujin were the only civilians and they noticed that immediately. 

It’s as if you couldn’t help it, but you spotted Jungkook on one of the benches drinking water. As if on cue, he met your gaze, and you could see the little surprise he had on his face seeing you. However, you quickly looked away and walked towards where the coach and Ryujin were.

"I’m here with our managing director, too. She’s here to help me with the interview.” Ryujin told the coach, all smiles. 

“Good day, sir.” You greeted him. He nodded at you in acknowledgement and turned to look at his team. 

“Alright,” The coach loudly said, which got the players to transfix their attention to him instead. You tried not to notice Jungkook looking at you as he walked towards your direction, the other members doing the same. Coach stood straight and elaborated, “The school’s publication is here to interview you about the previous game you’ve had. Practice ends here–” he was cut off by the collective loud cheers from the guys. He shook his head. “But put on your best behavior." 

"Guaranteed, coach.” Someone said but you saw how he sent a wink to Ryujin’s way.

Jesus Christ, where even was the subtlety? It was such a boy-ish thing to do. If you could, you would roll your eyes. Wait – was it the guy she fucked on that interview? Ugh. You couldn’t really bring yourself to care. It was her sex life… just maybe she shouldn’t mix it with her journalism activities… 

“Careful, Kang. I’m gonna make you do ten laps if you don’t give these writers some good material,” The coach warned and some of them snorted. He then turned to both of you and Ryujin. “These guys are very rowdy but you guys will be fine." 

You try to smile at him as he bids his goodbye and leaves the gym. Taejun, the senior sports journalist had already interviewed him so Ryujin only had to do it with the players themselves so they could collaborate on the article. 

Ryujin enthusiastically greeted the team and introduced herself, as well as you. You offered them a small smile and was only a little taken aback when Taehyung chirped your name.

"Hi, Taehyung.” you return his greeting.

He grins at you.

Ryujin looks at you immediately. “Oh, you know someone here?" 

Yeah, technically you knew of some people here. You knew Taehyung though, and you knew Jungkook. But you chose to just nod instead of saying anything. 

Ryujin lets out a happy noise. "That’s so cool!" 

Yeah…

"Hey, surprised to see you here,” Taehyung walked up to you. “I thought you weren’t in the sports section?”

You were surprised to know that Taehyung even remembers what you told him a long time ago. You got to know each other that much during the time you were constantly talking. 

“Well, yes. Ryujin is a freshman, though. I take care of them sometimes, you can say.” You replied. 

Taehyung nodded in understanding. “You’re gonna be here for a while?" 

"We’ll see. But I think the interview will be a quick one." 

Someone from the team called Taehyung and he looked at you apologetically. You nodded with a smile. 

"We always seem so busy whenever we see each other,” Taehyung shakes his head with a laugh. You find that quite funny too. “Hey, do you wanna catch up? Get some coffee around." 

"Oh, yeah, sure. But I bet your sched is crazy these days.” you said, alluding to their constant practices for Finals season. 

“Nah, I can make time. Unless you have a crazy sched too?” He gave you a playful smile. 

You cocked your head to the side, squinting your eyes at him. “Not all of us are trying to get our school a big trophy." 

Taehyung laughed at that and his teammates called for him again, this time it was Jungkook. You both looked at him. He had a strange look on his face but you shrugged it off. 

"Well, I better get going. Ryujin’s starting.” He said and pointed back with his thumb. 

The boys were kind of rowdy in the start, but they eventually scattered around the benches doing their own thing as Ryujin talked to them individually, especially the ones who usually play in court. 

You offered to take some of your own notes, too, were kind of bothered that you didn’t really understand some of the terms used and that this was very unusual territory for you to get a material at for writing an article. You never really dabbled on sports writing. 

Eventually, you felt your bladder looking for relief so you told Ryujin that you would be back in a minute. 

It was a little difficult to find the comfort room but you did see it in the far corner of the hallway, a few steps away from the gymnasium. 

You were washing your hands on the communal sink after peeing when the door suddenly opened, revealing Jungkook in his jersey. 

Hand clutching your chest, you looked at him with a scandalized expression. 

“Jesus,” you squint your eyes. “Why are you here?”

Jungkook closes the door and saunters towards the room. “No greetings or anything?" 

You give him an eyeroll and come back to washing your hands as soon as you get over the initial shock of seeing him. 

You simply shrug.

In a second, Jungkook was beside you.

"We haven’t seen each other in a while,” he said, giving you a playful nudge. 

You whisk your hands, ridding the wetness out of your hands. 

“It’s only been three days." 

You see him smile at you through the mirror, and he has that soft look again on his face. You get reminded of your last night together. When he kissed you good night as he dropped you home. 

"I was surprised to see you there,” Jungkook says, turning around and leaning back on the counter. 

You think he’s referring to seeing you at the gym and that makes you chuckle. Why was everyone surprised to see you at the gym? “Why, you think you guys own the gym or something?" 

Jungkook found your sass amusing, though. 

"Come on, you know what I mean." 

You playfully narrowed your eyes at him but ended up laughing for no reason other than he also laughed. 

"Eh, duty calls. Our EIC had me accompany Ryujin, so...” you see Jungkook nodding. You swerve the topic to the next one. “Your big game starts in, like, five days from now.” You mirror his stance and also lean back on the counter. 

Jungkook watched as you did so. “Yeah.”

His eyes are trained on yours, and you hold a weird, intense stare until he finally peels himself off from the counter and walks to you. You’re surprised that you’ve never thought about him in his jersey but you were able to see him earlier like this before and right now, in your close up view, damn. He looked good. Especially with his tattoos all out like that. You really like them. They looked pretty.

“It’s probably gonna be the last game,” you said, referring to the fact that they’ve won the last two games and if they win this one, it would be the concluding point of the Finals season. “You’re going to make the Uni proud?” You arched a brow at him. 

He shrugged. And finally, he crossed the small distance between you and held your hips. You think you unintentionally let out a happy hum at the contact. You’ve been wanting him to touch you as soon as you saw him earlier. For some weird reason. 

“Sure, but only if you’re there for me to give me my personal reward,” The lewd undertone was not lost on you and it made you giggle. Somehow, he’d gotten even closer, fingers caressing your hips in soothing circles. “You look good, by the way. This skirt is new?" 

It is new. You try not to think too much about what it says about you that you kind of thought of him when you placed the order a week ago. It was just a blip of thought, anyway. You swear. 

"Yes. And you’re kinda sweaty,” He really is. But it doesn’t stop you from looping your arms around his neck and Jungkook is only visibly satisfied at the close proximity. 

“Hard at work,” he leans down, but he only nudges your nose. “Can I see your panties?" 

You would have scolded yourself for giggling like a school girl at that question, but Jungkook must’ve realized how stupid that sounded too as he laughed together with you. 

"I don’t know, you’re gonna have to do it yourself. I think.” You whispered, playing into the joke. 

You saw his smirk before he finally closed the hairsbreadth gap between you and touched your mouth against his. He prodded at the seam of your lips with his tongue and you let him access, his tongue swirling with your own as you shared a rather passionate kiss in the sink.

There was a string of saliva between your mouths when he broke free.

“God, I missed your taste.”

It was his last words before he dove in again, kissing you way deeper now, more frantic as well, as he started getting handsy. At some point, his hands on your hips lifted you up until you were seated on the counter, Jungkook kissing you like it hasn’t only been three days since he had you like this. He squeezed your bare thighs that got you whimpering, your hips, waist. Up, up, and up until he was copping a feel on your boobs through your clothes. 

He was kissing your neck when you suddenly felt him untucking your shirt from your skirt. 

“Wait, no,” You tried to get your head out of your previous headspace and took a hold of his wrists. 

“No?” Jungkook stops, looking at you curiously, lips plump, hair a little wild. And with his stupid basketball uniform, it was extremely hard to discourage his advances. 

But…

“Someone might come in,” you say with genuine worry in your voice, pushing him away slightly. 

“There’s not really a lot of people who come to this bathroom,” he tells you. Which, you think, kind of makes sense. Him and his teammates have their locker rooms and their own comfort room that was an extension of the gym (which you pointedly didn’t go to for obvious reasons) and this part of the campus was a little quiet. 

But then again, you did tell Ryujin you would be back in a minute. And it would be quite ironic if Juyeon told you to monitor her because she fucked someone in the team while you go ahead and fail to do that job because you were fooling around with another someone from the same team. 

Jesus. That’s enough crisis for today. 

“Ryujin’s probably going to interview you soon,” you said, tucking your shirt back into your skirt.

You jump slightly to step on the floor, turning around to fix your hair, seeing Jungkook stepping back through the mirror. “Why did you leave the gym, by the way?" 

Jungkook invades your personal space again and presses himself to your back. "I got excited when I saw you…” he whispers in your ear and your whimper betrays your resistance from literally a few seconds ago as you feel something hard on your ass. 

But at the same time, you look at him incredulously through the mirror. He just shrugs as he sees it, gripping your hips again and burrowing his face on the crook of your neck.

“Kook,” you whine.

Jungkook chuckled and before you can do something stupid like give in to his touch, he leaned back and held his hands up. 

“Fine, fine,” he says, still laughing when you turn around to glare at him. “Can I see you later?" 

You jab at his chest lightly. "For being annoying just right now, you can’t " 

His face contorts and pouts. "Aw, come on," 

You roll your eyes at his dramatic antics. 

"We can’t get into anything tonight. Nayeon is staying at home and I’m nervous about her seeing your car if you pick me up,” you tell him. “Also, we can’t go to that place. That cruiser might be back again." 

"Yeah, yeah,” Jungkook agrees. “We can just go together to my place after this, though? It would be late by the time your friend is finished with the interview."  

You look at him funny. 

He sighs. "Damn, I thought I could finally convince you to fuck at my place." 

You shake your head. "Never.”

From the start, you both agreed to only fuck at your place (whenever Nayeon is not around, of course) per your request. Jungkook lives quite far from the campus, at least far compared to yours, and it was a high complex building. As far as you know, most of the big shots at school live there and he’s neighbors with Taehyung. You don’t want to risk it. 

“Never is a long time..” Jungkook wiggles his brows at you and that breaks you from your thoughts. 

Laughing, you push at him playfully. 

“Gee. You should go. They’re probably now wondering why you’re taking so long." 

"They’re probably thinking I’m taking a shit.” he shrugs. “I think I told Taehyung that before I left.”

“Oh no, is that what they’re going to think about me, too?” You gave him an animated concerned look, making your voice purposely higher in pitch. 

“Wait, what? You take a shit?” Jungkook playing into the joke caused you to laugh and you punched his bicep that he just took with a grin. 

When the laughter died down, Jungkook looked at you seriously.

“When can I see you again?" 

"I don’t know. Sometime this week, maybe? Don’t be whiny.” You smile as you see his pout. “Hey, you really should go now." 

He looked a little hesitant but he didn’t really have a choice. And you were also growing more concerned that someone from the gym might think maliciously about you and Jungkook disappearing at the same time for a long time. Hopefully, no one cared enough to think about it. 

"Alright.” Jungkook says finally and starts to step out. Before he leaves, though, he asks, “Wait, are you going to the game?" 

You hope Jungkook doesn’t see the surprise if it showed on your face. You didn’t expect him to ask that. 

But you try to play it cool, pondering on it. It’s Wednesday, next week, and as far as you knew, there was nothing major in your schedule. You still don’t know about that, though. Maybe some of your profs would drop a big project on your heads come Monday. 

It’s why you were surprised to hear yourself say, "I’ll try." 

Jungkook gave you a wide grin before he left completely.

When you got back to the gym, Ryujin was already talking to him.

Jungkook looked at the door when you entered and did a poor job of hiding a smile to himself, and for what reason, you simply didn’t know. But so as you did not know the reason for why you looked too closely at him to even notice that tiny gesture. 

For someone who was adamant to see you last week, Jungkook wasn’t really able to snuck in time to do so. You shared texts here and there, but he mentioned that they’ve been practicing nonstop since the past few days because they are preparing for a big game, after all. Might be the last one if they come through and win it. 

Come Wednesday, the day of the third game, Jungkook texted you that he got a reserved seat for you at the venue. Your weird giddiness over that was clouded by the worry at the thought of how he managed to do that without anyone suspecting anything about your relationship. You mentally noted to tell him about it later. 

When Nayeon came home after classes, she told you she got two tickets for the game if you wanted to come with. You didn’t really need tickets, though, you could just use your journalist card and they would let you in.

See, you had all these resources to go to the game but the thing is, you have a book review and another assignment due tonight and you needed to get some studying done for a test tomorrow. The game starts at 3 pm and will probably end around 6 or even later than that. It’s not that you never procrastinated in your life but you’ve learned over the years to prioritize more important things over the ones that didn’t really need urgency. And this is why you told Nayeon that you couldn’t come with her because of your packed schedule today. 

But worry looms over you as you remember how excited Jungkook seemed over your texts earlier when you asked him what you should expect at the game. He told you about how it could be chaotic and noisy and crowded but it was gonna be fun and worth your while, especially if – he jokingly said – he scores a shot for you if you were to be there. 

Looking back, you made it sound like you were gonna come but in your defense, you really were going to but these school activities came to you unexpectedly and you didn’t have the luxury of time to set them aside to watch a basketball game first. 

And anyway, was it really a big deal if you didn’t come? You don’t think Jungkook would really mind. Maybe his texts went over your head that you thought he was excited at the prospect of you going to his game. You would tell yourself it didn’t matter, and if Jungkook was going to be shit about it (which you doubt, ‘cause he seemed casual about inviting you) then he was weird for being (hypothetically) weird about it. It wasn’t like this was normal for you both, anyway; you going to his games, that is. 

So around 2 pm, you messaged him. 

[2:06pm] You: Hey, I’m really sorry I can’t go to your game. Swamped with school works, but I wish you good luck :) Go break a leg but hopefully not literally! 

It was hard to focus on writing your book review because you couldn’t help but be agitated as you remembered that they air these Finals games on television and you could literally just turn it on and watch it from there. But the empty document on your laptop was glaring at you, like it was daring you to watch TV instead of finishing it. 

Of course, you chose to tend to the intimidating clean white MS word page instead. As if you really had a choice in the first place. 

At 10 pm, your book review was mostly done and only needed a few touch-ups. You also finished your other assignment so you finally had some time to eat.

You just reheated a leftover pizza from your fridge when you received a text from Nayeon.

[10:11pm] Im Nayeonie: babe im sleeping over at a friend’s so the place is all yours for tonight. don’t forget to lock up ok  [10:11pm] You: Ok! You’ll be back tomorrow morning?  [10:14pm] Im Nayeonie: eh probably around 10am but I’ll see 

You remember that she was at the game earlier. It actually slipped off your mind eventually when you got your head in too deep with finishing your assignments, but now that you’re reminded of it again, you wanted to know how it was.

[10:16pm] You: Hey how was the game?  [10:16pm] Im Nayeonie: oh my ur interested in bb now??  [10:17pm] You: Don’t tease! I just wanted to know if you had fun  [10:17pm] Im Nayeonie: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

You snort at the ridiculous emoticon. 

[10:17pm] You: What the hell does that mean?!  [10:17pm] Im Nayeonie: nothing lmaoooo [10:18pm] Im Nayeonie: but the game was fine! it was kinda intense but our uni lost unfortunately): they had a three point difference 

Oh. You usually didn’t care about any sports games that your Uni has but the news deflated you for some reason.

[10:19pm] You: Ah, thats unfortunate

You replied, finding that you didn’t really know what to say. Should you message Jungkook? But what were you going to say? 

[10:19pm] Im Nayeonie: yeah it is it was supposed to be the last game 😖😖 but there’s still 2 more to go anyway im not too worried about it finals went like this last season too [10:20pm] Im Nayeonie: but jungkook’s buzzer beater at game 4 was really insane it’s like all over on twt IK you proly won’t care about it but ill still send you a link HAHAHAH 

Nayeon did send you a link and thankfully you were able to see it even though you didn’t have Twitter, but you looked up "buzzer beater” on Google first. You didn’t understand it completely but slowly did when you played the video she was talking about. 

The camera was a bit shaky and the background was expectedly noisy. The angle shifted to the timer on top of the ring and you could see that there was only ten seconds left. When the lens panned to the court, you saw a player wearing your Uni’s colors and you couldn’t have mistaken Jungkook for anyone when you spotted the tattoo sleeve. He was a bit far from the ring, at that curved line – the three-point line, you learned through the replies – but he successfully shot the ball quite gracefully into the ring and everyone just lost it. Even the person behind the video was cheering exuberantly. You could also make out that Jungkook pumped the air at his own shot in triumph as a buzzing sound overtook the screams before the clip ended. 

Apparently, they were losing in the fourth game, but Jungkook managed to make a three-point shot in the very literal end which got them a chance to play through the fifth.

You scrolled through the comments and found out that it was indeed a tight game and the other team only had a three-point difference with your Uni’s team, like Nayeon said.

It was amazing, in your opinion, but people online could really be shitty.

Some were mocking Jungkook’s buzzer beater in game 4, saying how it was useless and how he could’ve done it again in game 5 but wasn’t able to. You didn’t know shit about basketball but you were very certain it was a rare thing to do in court so the people who were complaining about it could go fuck themselves.

This is why you avoid social media as much as possible. You hope Jungkook doesn’t see those comments. 

You were frowning as you texted Nayeon back. 

[10:26pm] You: That was cool [10:26pm] You: Hey I’ll talk to you soon I’m gonna go eat dinner. Have fun on your sleepover

You weren’t able to see her reply when Jungkook’s name is suddenly plastered all over your screen. You accepted his call on the third ring.

“Hi,” you say. You can’t help but think about the negative comments on Twitter but Jungkook sounded fine when he answered. 

“Hi, baby,” he greeted on his end. “Can I see you?" 

"Sure,” you answer almost immediately. You composed yourself before continuing. “Nayeon will be out until morning. Come over?" 

You can feel his smile through the line as he says, "Nice. Be there in five." 

Per his words, Jungkook did arrive in five minutes and when you heard a knock from your front door, you quickly opened it and ushered him inside. 

"Hey,” you greet him as he removes his stompers off. He slides on your extra fluffy home slippers, your old one that you have been lending him whenever he would come over. You think it’s kind of funny on his feet because the sliders were too small. “I just finished my leftover pizza for dinner so I don’t have any food right now. Do you want me to order in?" 

Jungkook shakes his head. "Nah, I’m not really hungry. Unless you are? Wait, nevermind, I’ll do that." 

He takes out his phone but you stop him. 

"No, no, it’s fine. I actually ordered Chinese while you were on your way so I could beat you to it.” You tease. But you kind of meant it, honestly. He needs to stop paying for everything. But also, the pizza didn’t cut your hunger and you needed to eat rice, anyway, so you ordered in right after your call with him ended.

Jungkook frowned but then shook his head. “Alright." 

"Water?” You asked, going towards the kitchen. 

“Yes, please." 

He followed you on your way there and when you turned around to give him the glass, he snaked an arm around your waist and kissed you. 

It took you by surprise, but you reciprocated immediately. You mirrored his smile when he broke the kiss. He gazed at you, a fond look on his face, and leaned down to press his forehead to yours and said, "Hi." 

You giggle. "Hi." 

Jungkook presses his mouth on you again and you kiss some more for a little while. It was weird because your kisses usually lead to fucking, but this time it didn’t mean anything other than plain kissing, just for the sake of it. You were reminded of that time in high school when you and your first boyfriend often made out (sloppily) in your room because it was all you were ready to do. Jungkook was far more skilled than said first boyfriend, though. And it felt way nicer with him. 

You were the one to pull away, licking your lips and biting the bottom one.

"Do you wanna watch something?" 

"Hm. Hopefully you aren’t going to make me watch Legally Blonde again." 

Your frown is instant. "I thought you liked that movie?" 

Jungkook chuckles and pecks your lips again but you sulk, especially after hearing his next words, "I do, baby. It’s just I’m getting tired of it…” When he sees your frown deepening, he says, “I’m kidding. We can watch it." 

"No, I feel betrayed now.” You break free from his hold and down another glass of water. 

He laughed and was about to say more when your doorbell rang, indicating the food delivery just arrived. Jungkook was the one to volunteer. 

“I’ll go get it." 

You turned on the TV in the living room and sat on the couch.

Jungkook followed almost as quickly after you, placing the bags of Chinese food on the coffee table. 

"Oh, I think we should watch an Adam Sandlers movie. Just something not so serious.” you said just as when Jungkook sat beside you, remembering about his game earlier. You noted that he seemed to be in a good mood when he came in but you never know, maybe he was good at hiding his real emotions or whatever. And, well, maybe you were a little happy to see him laughing like that with you, despite losing an important game.

“I thought you hated him and his movies?" 

You shrug, appreciating that he even remembers that.

"Eh, it’s fine. It's... camp, you know? Sometimes shitty movies are funny because they’re shitty." 

After a while, you get reminded why you don’t watch Adam Sandlers movies. Even Jungkook who laughs at the most stupid jokes didn’t find the supposed punchlines of the movie you were watching funny. But somehow, you found yourselves eventually laughing at how unfunny the film was and only a little surprised when you went through the whole Chinese take-outs not even 30 minutes in the movie. 

"His movies always make my film maker dreams die.” You comment absentmindedly, drinking your water. 

Jungkook looks at you with a surprised expression. “Filmmaker?" 

You try to remember if you mentioned it to him in passing before. By the look on his face, it was probably his first time hearing it.

"Yep." 

"Oh,” Jungkook nods in thought. “I see you didn’t pursue it." 

"Eh, film school is expensive. Also, it’s not a very generous industry for women, so.” You shrug nonchalantly.

It’s a dormant dream for the most part. Sometimes, you want it a lot, but most of the time, not really. Fresh out of high school, you were supposed to major in it but it was way more you could afford, and your family didn't exactly support it. So study education it is. Besides, teaching was a secondary dream that you decided you could pursue, and well, you were doing well with it. These days though, you were planning to go to law school but it's still something you aren't very sure yet.

It’s a drama you don’t want to bother Jungkook with, though. You never had a discussion like this before… and you weren’t really sure if you were ready to open up to someone like that. 

“I did videography in first year,” he shares. You arch your brow at that. Obviously you didn’t know. “I liked it and I was going to major in multimedia arts but dad said it was either be a lawyer or a doctor if I don’t do tech." 

Ah. An overachiever family, you think. His dad owns a really huge tech company – he didn’t tell you that himself, you just heard it from other people in your school. He probably doesn’t even know you knew that. But you wouldn’t be surprised if he told you right now that his family was full of successful professionals. 

"You went with tech.” You say. 

Jungkook chuckles. “I did. But I made a bargain and said I would only take it if he lets me play basketball. He did let me, but he only tolerates it because I’m passing my classes." 

You nodded, relating a bit. you wouldn't say your parents were particularly strict – but they were extremely practical people who wanted practical lives for their children. They weren’t over-controlling that they smother you with decisions you could make yourself. 

"He really hates it, though.” Jungkook continues. 

“Basketball?” You ask. 

He nods. “Yeah. He thinks I’m thinking of going professional after I graduate, he doesn’t want me to do it." 

"Are you?” You ask, curious. “Going professional, I mean.”

Jungkook shrugs. “I don’t know yet. I love playing. I'd also like to do tech after college, but it feels like I’m just following in his footsteps if I do that," And as if you didn't know already, he humbly adds, "My father’s in tech, by the way.” -- as if his dad was just a regular guy in the field.

He didn’t say it directly, but you feel like he’s probably being pressured by his dad to do this and that. And that makes you feel bad. Jungkook was always so easy-going, so laidback in a way that you would think he was just some varsity casanova asshole with zero care about their future because they think their looks could get them by through their lives, but he really wasn’t anything like that at all. He joined basketball because he loves it, maybe he gets a high from people admiring him for it but you could say he does it mostly for himself. That’s why he trains so hard and plays so hard in court. Aside from that, he was also really smart – which gets overlooked quite often because of his jock persona, and you know that because you were one of those who did overlook his intelligence before because he was a varsity. But he was smart, alright. He takes his studies seriously just as basketball. 

Jungkook is admittedly a lot of great things. And it was sad that his family seemed to not support him, the way you see it.

But… 

You didn’t really know what to tell him. Is he opening up? It’s just that… you never really talked about these things before and what he’s saying right now is so far from your usual lighthearted and casual conversations and interactions. You drew a conclusion that he probably has a tight relationship with his dad, but you don’t know what to do with that entirely new information. 

“Uhm, you’re good at it, basketball,” And his studies, too. You wanted to say but didn’t. You add, “I saw your beater buzzer from the game earlier. It was really cool." 

"It’s buzzer beater– hey, how did you know about that?” He says with an amused smile. You feel slightly embarrassed at how you mixed up the term but it was kind of complicated, alright! And you were kind of nervous. You find it comforting that he doesn’t tease you about it, though.

“Oh, well. Nayeon texted me about it. Also, you’re like, trending on Twitter.” You just told what Nayeon said. You actually didn’t know if he was trending because you didn’t have an account in the first place. “But don’t go look there, though, you’ll have a migraine." 

Jungkook chuckles and leans back on the couch, relaxed in that position. "Yeah. People on the net can be real assholes."

That comment makes you frown. That probably meant he saw the negative feedback, right? Was he used to it? That would be… upsetting if he was. You knew about the local popularity of the athletes in your school, especially the football and volleyball and basketball players. Jungkook is obviously included in that circle but you feel bad that he has to deal with unnecessary hate. Jobs really are needed for chronically online people, you think bitterly.

Before you could say anything, Jungkook’s phone rang and you didn’t mean to look at his screen but you saw "Dad”. He declined the call. 

“He’s talking my ear off about the game earlier,” Jungkook shakes his head. “He acts real concerned over my loss for someone who’s very unsupportive of my basketball career.” He was grinning while he said it but you could hear the annoyance in his tone, how he shut down his phone to probably dodge future calls from his father.

You turned to the movie in front of you.

“Hey, I’m sorry I wasn’t able to go.” You said, effectively changing the subject.

“Hm?” You meet Jungkook’s gaze. He smiles a little. “Ah, I read your text earlier, it’s fine." 

You nodded and tried to focus on the movie again, but you haven’t been following the plot and so you had no idea what they’re showing you now. 

Jungkook suddenly speaks. 

"So are you planning to teach once you graduate? Or take law? You mentioned it before."

Oh. Is he…? 

You could feel his genuine curiosity in that question. But you find yourself hesitating to engage in any more deep conversation with him. It’s not that you didn’t want to share… you’re just not that kind of person. Is he expecting you to lay out your personal drama? 

You choose not to.

"Not sure. I don't want to talk about it."

You didn't mean for it to come out the way it did; clipped and annoyed. As if you didn't want to talk to him. And you could see that he was taken aback, surprised at the sudden change of your tone. But why? You didn’t feel like sharing. And anyway, you were only fuck buddies, right? Are you suddenly becoming bestfriends who tell each other about everything? 

You awkwardly shifted in your seat, eyes trained on the screen in front of you but you felt Jungkook’s stare even while you weren’t looking at him, his eyes boring holes in your side profile. 

You decided to not think too much about the awkward silence throughout the next few minutes, but Jungkook suddenly stood up, looking at his phone.

“I... should get going,” Jungkook announces. 

And you didn’t expect to feel so bummed about it. But somehow, you were relieved. There was suddenly a certain strange energy around and you didn’t know if you could take any more of it.

“Ah, yeah, it’s kind of late…” you trail off. 

Jungkook smiles at you but it doesn’t reach his eyes. You delude yourself into thinking it was not fake. He’s never faked a smile with you before. 

“Thanks for the food and for inviting me over.”

“No biggies.” You say as you follow him towards the door. 

It’s silent again when he wears his shoes, and once he was set and ready to go, you could feel that your smile was hesitant as he bid his goodbye. 

“See you around." 

He didn’t offer anything more – he would usually tease you as he goes out, just to rile you up before you part ways. Jungkook just gave a final wave and went on his way.

You had a hard time sleeping that night.

It wasn’t hard to avoid Jungkook all week when he himself seemed to be outdoing you in it.

For the record, you weren’t actually avoiding him for all sense of the word. You needed your space to collect your thoughts from that night and were trying to recover from the awkwardness of the situation because Jungkook and you might not be the best of friends but you’ve never been awkward with each other like that before.

But maybe you should be a little relieved that he hasn’t been texting, or that you haven’t heard from him. Because you weren’t sure if you were able to manage getting out of your shell so soon.

It didn’t mean that it didn’t sting a bit when he didn’t even spare you a glance the other day as you passed each other in the hallways and perhaps you should be celebrating, because yey, he finally did not acknowledge you in some way like meet your gaze and give you a small smile with so many people around that might notice and make a big deal out of it? 

But you wore the black skirt he liked so much! He was supposed to text you something stupid like "nice skirt :) i wanna see it pooled around my lap” by the end of the day but no! No such thing happened. 

Was he mad at you, is that it? Why would he be mad though? Did he seem mad that night? Did you do something that guaranteed this... Whatever this is? As far as you knew, you did not say anything that warranted a silent treatment from him. Did you? Wait, is he actually giving you the silent treatment? 

Ugh. 

When Thursday came, you found yourself watching their fourth game on TV together with Nayeon. You got a slight whiplash because it felt like your first time seeing Jungkook’s face in a long while. Somehow, he looked even better on TV, and he was so serious whenever the camera caught him. You supposed he ought to be, but you’ve never seen him that serious before. He would smile whenever they scored, and maybe it was a little embarrassing for your heart to do a little jump when you saw that toothy grin again, after so long.

You were slow to understand shit about the game, but you got the whole gist of it eventually. 

Unfortunately, though, the tight game resulted to your university losing in the end.

You wanted so badly to text him something, anything, but you felt like you weren’t on texting terms, so you went to your Instagram and sent Jungkook a direct message. 

[11:58pm] ynblips: Hi! I watched the game on TV and it was really tight and you did so well :)

You were mostly not expecting a reply, so you were only a little disappointed when you indeed didn’t get one even after a day passed. But he liked it, only liked it. Which kind of pissed you off.

What was his deal? You’ve gathered that you, apparently, weren’t on speaking terms, for some reason. But this was ridiculous. If he had a problem with you, he should be upfront about it. Not make you guess with this stupid giving-you-the-cold-shoulder thing when you didn’t even deserve it. For god’s sake, you knew that last meeting was awkward but you both usually do a good job of swerving those situations and moving on and acting casual! You’ve been casual for four months! This relationship was supposed to be easy. Smooth-sailing. So what changed now? 

Nayeon noticed your crankiness earlier this day, and it concerned you, how much this whole thing was affecting you.

But you’ve grown tired of not knowing anything. You were tired of guessing why Jungkook was being like this. 

So you were a woman with a mission today. You planned to talk to Jungkook so he could finally be a big boy and talk to you about his obvious problems with you. Because it had to be that, right? He wouldn’t talk to you because he had issues with you. 

Later that day, your quest was made easy when you saw him at the library. 

You’re only a little surprised with yourself when you walk towards his direction with the presence of many people around. Yeah, whatever. 

“Hey,” you called. 

You could see Jungkook’s eyes widening a little as he turns around to see you, his hand stopping from taking notes on his iPad as he looks up at you. 

“Oh, hey,” he greets you, but you can see he is a little confused as he takes out his airpods. You never talked to him on school grounds whenever people were around. He neither did, though. It was a mutual agreement. 

“We need to talk." 

Jungkook looks in between you and the book and notes he was doing, and you would understand if he tells you to fuck off because he was busy – maybe not with those exact words because you’d probably take it to heart and cry about it, but he’s taken you by surprise when he says, 

"Okay. Let me just fix this.” Jungkook closes his book and his iPad, stuffing them in his bag. 

You anxiously tap your shoe on the floor, though not with sound, aware of the people looking at your interaction with the school’s basketball star player. 

“Where to?” He asks as he slings his bag over his shoulder. 

“Just, uh, follow me." 

He surprisingly does without further questions, and you begin to second-guess yourself about being kind of mad at him for seemingly being mad at you. Maybe you were reading too much into these past few days? Maybe he really wasn’t mad at you and you just assumed so because he suddenly stopped texting you? It’s not that you needed an explanation for why he wasn’t talking to you suddenly. He had a life outside having a friends with benefits situation with you and you know that. 

Jungkook stopped when you halted your steps at the far end of the library. It was the old theology section and no one really comes around here anymore so it was quiet and free of lingering, poorly hidden stares from other strangers, who you prefer to not be included in this conversation you are about to have.

Shit, should you have just texted him and told him to come over so you could talk more in private? But you doubted he would reply, and anyway, Nayeon would be home so you had no private space to do that. 

"Okay,” you start. “Let’s talk." 

Jungkook quirks a brow, leaning back on a cabinet. 

You look at him one more time and sigh. 

"You’ve been avoiding me.” You didn’t really mean to say it in such a heavy tone, but it came out that way and you couldn’t take it back. 

Jungkook is caught off guard. 

“Huh?"

You frown. "You’re avoiding me. And I don’t know why and I couldn't care less, usually, but I'm confused and I don’t want to guess anything with you so just say it now." 

There, you’ve blurted it all out. 

Jungkook took a long time, but you feel yourself getting angry when he only says, "I’m not upset with you." 

Really? Really?! Is he really planning to to do this right now? What’s next, is he going to call you crazy for thinking that he was mad at you because he suddenly stopped talking to you altogether? Un-fucking-believable. 

"I know you are, just say it.” You say, trying to balance your emotions. He really is gonna call you crazy if you lash out. 

“I’m just busy with practice.” but the way he said it so dismissively, like he wanted to be anywhere but here right now, makes you frown even harder. 

“You can’t even text me?” You called out. You didn’t know why you said that, because you did just tell yourself it wasn’t a big deal if he didn’t text you. But it doesn’t mean that it didn’t hurt when he confirmed it.

“I don’t owe you an explanation."

You bite back your tongue. Wow, is he going for asshole today? But it hurt, because it was true. He didn’t need to give you an explanation. You weren’t anything important, and nor was he in your life, in any way, so why are you genuinely hurt by this?

When Jungkook noticed your silence, a flash of conflict in his expression, he decided to add, "Look…” he trailed off, as if not really having any idea what to say next. When he gave you that placating look, you knew he was about to say something that will completely piss you off.

“Is it about the sex? I’m sorry we haven’t been able to do that the past few days. Do you want to have sex today?”

You felt anger boiling in your chest as soon as he said that.

He really is going for asshole today.

What in the actual fuck? He thinks you’re confronting him because you haven’t been having sex? Why would he say that like you were just some desperate whore frothing in the mouth to bed him? Does he think of you so low like that? Did he not consider that maybe you were just genuinely concerned of feeling so distant to him right now? 

You swallow the lump in your throat and scowl at him. 

“You know what, fuck you. I asked you nicely what’s your problem with me.”

Jungkook was visibly surprised with your outburst, and you were disappointed in yourself to even show an ounce of reaction to that bullshit he just said.

But he just looks away, eager to avoid the look on your face. “You didn’t ask that, you went ahead and accused me of avoiding you when you’ve been doing the same thing." 

"Oh, so you are admitting to avoiding me. What’s the issue? Say it.” You demanded. But Jungkook wasn’t having any of it. 

“I don’t have a problem. What’s your problem? Why are you acting so upset about all of this?" 

To even throw that on your face was cruel, and you think you saw a flash of hesitation on his face when he said that, but it was blank after a split second. It’s blank until now, like he doesn’t really give a shit. 

Great. 

"I just want you to talk to me if you’re upset with me about something.” You say, even though that wasn’t really what you intended to say. It felt like defeat.

You feel pathetic all of a sudden, remembering his words. Why are you so upset about all of this? Because clearly, you care. And apparently, he did not. He didn’t have to put that to words. He didn’t have the right to hurt you like this. 

“Talk?” Jungkook repeats. “The last time we did that, you didn't seem to want to." 

His words have a bite to them, like he means more than that. And that night flashes in your head. When he was opening up to you, and you chose to disengage by being cagey and avoiding it all together because you felt weird about it. 

When you don’t answer, Jungkook sighs. 

"I have practice in five minutes. I’ll see you around." 

He doesn’t even say goodbye or spare you a last glance when he walks away. 

You are a turtle. 

Obviously, not literally. But turtles, when bombarded, reflexively duck their heads inside their shells to protect themselves before any damage could be done to them. And the same could be said about you. 

You avoid problems like a champ. It’s the only sport that you’re really great at. 

Growing up, you’ve never really had a lot of friends. You had a small circle in high school but you didn’t see a significant value in your connection. Maybe because you grew up in an environment where love was non-existent and the relationships in your house were transactional at best, still are. Until now, you have no idea if your parents loved each other at one point or if they were always like that; like two different strangers working jobs during the day that just happen to have the same house to go to at night so you and Jini have some people to call "mom” and “dad”. You guessed you’ll never know, but it was hard not to think that their relationship has always been the latter. Your relationship with your sister mirrors that of your parents’, though, so you can’t really criticize them for not acting like partners enough.

When you were young, you hated the way you approached friendship or any sort of relationships a lot. You hated how it was so easy for others to befriend one another, how it was easy for girls your age to have a life outside of studying. You hated how easy it was for other people to not build these sturdy walls whenever someone approached them. But you just kind of grew into it along the way… 

Social networking is important for college, though, and you were forced to have friends but you did make friends willingly along the way. It was not that you are a total sociopath, nor do you think you are one. Nayeon was a sweetheart who was very likeable and you’ve had the pleasure of being roommates with her for two years now. You are close to a certain point, but it wasn’t like you were best friends. She was two years older than you and was on her last year of college and had her own close circle of friends. The closeness was a result of living a domesticated life with each other because you lived in the same house. But you genuinely like her.

And you’ve actually met more people you genuinely liked when you went to college, not just her. Like Taehyung. He was a fun conversationalist, and you feel like you could totally hit it off only if you weren’t too hesitant to befriend him. Juyeon is probably the most hardworking woman you’ve ever met, and most of your liking towards her has a lot to do with the respect and admiration you have for her. And then there was Namjoon. A guy two years your senior during your sophomore year who you've had a short fling with. He was a great guy whom you actually saw yourself dating, but it was a bit complicated. And then Jungkook…

Well… he was everything you imagined him not to be.

You still remember the first time you saw him during orientation day. He wore this huge white sweatshirt and light-washed cargo pants with some stomper boots, hair curly and so fluffy as he slung his bag over his shoulder, talking animatedly with a friend. You’ve had crushes in high school (like that one senior guy from the debate team who turned out to be an asshole so you got over it pretty quickly) but it was the first time you’ve ever felt so strongly like that. Your crush faded eventually though when you learned he was a jock.

However, the universe made different plans. You both had the same code for your first term Philo class and got partnered on a project, and unexpectedly, he turned out to be smart, kind, witty, so unbelievably handsome and attractive and actually wasn’t an asshole like you thought he was when you found out he played in the varsity team. That was the start of your pathetic minor pining over the guy and then four months ago happened.

You hit it off at a random party Nayeon told you to come with her to. Had enjoyable sex. And then another. Until you both talked about the agreement – the stupid agreement that you have now still. 

You like him a lot. Always have. In more ways than one. 

You were an expert at hiding your feelings so it never really got in the way. And anyway, you aren’t ready for a relationship so the arrangement has always been perfect for you. 

But you hated that. Because, really? This part of your life feels like some pages taken out of a shitty young adult fiction book. Falling for the popular jock at school at the same time your fuck buddy. It wasn’t supposed to be like that. You weren’t supposed to like him more than you already have because you were both clear at what you wanted when you started it. But it happened and all those fun times with him at the abandoned lot and the soft kisses and gentle smiles and fond gazes and funny conversations and his stupid teasing are most likely going down the drain because you hurt him with your inability to face your feelings. 

You aren’t stupid. You know Jungkook likes you too. You know the past few weeks have been dangerously teetering outside the line of being fuck buddies but you went along with it because who wouldn’t? What were you to do, anyway? Confront it? You’ve never been confrontational. 

So when Jungkook tried to get to know more than your outer surface by opening up to you about things that probably no one other than you knew, you cowered. 

You cowered because you were afraid of what that would entail.

You’ve never done it, opening up to people. You’ve never known anyone to a point like that. You just weren’t the type to get too close to others, them letting them you in their lives just as you let them in yours. That wasn’t who you were and you’ve always been contented with that for most of your life.

But it wasn’t fair to Jungkook and it wasn’t fair to you. It wasn’t fair to Jungkook because he deserved to know that you care. He deserves to know that you want to know him, too. You want to be close to him more than just the physical, sexual aspect of your relationship. You want to know his intentions behind the overly kind, almost special way he treats you, his caring words, the meaning behind his soft kisses after sex, the purpose behind those kisses that didn’t lead to sex.

And lastly, you want him to know that you were sorry for the other night.

So when another Friday rolled, you finally mustered up the courage to go to his game. It was the last one, after all. You wanted to show up. 

The venue was crowded and chaotic and you wanted to ditch but you decided it was fine. You were gonna endure it if it meant you finally got to see Jungkook physically in court. 

And saw him, you did. Even though you were in the middle row seats and wearing a cap because you oddly felt unwelcomed and didn’t want to be seen by him – as if he would even want to see you. But it was whatever. 

Jungkook was… amazing. That was really the only adjective you could use to describe how he was. Maybe you were a little biased but he was the greatest out of all the ten people running around the court. He just stood out, even when someone else did the good job of scoring. 

And people around you seemed to think so too because whenever he did get to score or was the one holding the ball or his face got shown on the huge screen, everyone just lost it.

The match was tight again so it bled into five games. Your Uni just needed to win the last one and they would successfully bring the trophy home.

You found yourself silently cheering for your team, specifically Jungkook, though it felt strange to you because this was your first sports game, after all. But it felt good to do it. It also felt good to see other people so passionate at cheering him on as well as his team, especially after you read all that hate against him on the internet the other week.

And it felt especially great when they did win in the end of it all. 

The stands went wild as the game finished with your Uni scoring a solid 105 and 96 for the other. 

You’ve stayed long to see Jungkook being awarded the MVP title, but not long enough to find it difficult to get an Uber as you went home. 

Nayeon got to your place later than you, but you learned that she wasn’t at the game earlier but was in a study group instead.

You ordered dinner for the both of you, just some Chinese that you quickly finished up. 

By 11 pm, you were panicking. 

You had a solid plan yesterday. You were supposed to go to Jungkook and apologize to him and whatever but how the hell were you going to do that when you had no idea where he was now? Ugh. You should’ve approached him after the games earlier! But you didn’t feel comfortable doing that with so many people around… 

You saw your phone on your night stand and got an idea to just text him. But you didn’t know if he was going to respond. If he was going to tell you to fuck off, you at least didn’t want to receive that through text. 

So you opted for the last and craziest option you’ve got. 

[11:08pm] You: Hello, Taehyung! I know we haven’t talked in a while and I’m sorry for texting you now, I just have some questions if you don’t mind :) Congrats on winning Finals by the way, it was a great game.

You anxiously wait for his reply that you received not even a minute after you sent your text. 

[11:08pm] K. Taehyung: hi __ HAHAHHA im a bit surprised to see your name on my phone!! we’ve never gotten around having that coffee 😅 but thank you for the congrats! hit me with those questions i don’t mind  [11:09pm] You: It’s a real bummer that we’ve both been so busy ):  [11:10pm] You: But I was wondering if you know where Jungkook is? Last week he lent me a jacket when he saw me pour a drink on myself at some cafe, haha. So I was thinking I should give it to him now but I have no idea how to

Listen, it wasn’t the whole truth, but it wasn’t a complete lie either. You indeed needed to find Jungkook, and he lent you a jacket weeks ago which you needed to return but you forgot about it and conveniently remembered it just earlier when you were trying to conjure up an excuse to see him.

[11:10pm] K. Taehyung: oh i was actually just talking to him awhile ago. he wouldn’t go to the after-game party. said he was gonna stay up all night to play overwatch or something  [11:10pm] K. Taehyung: I can text you his address if you want to come over like right now

You feel like you aren’t supposed to just give your friends’ addresses away like that but it is flattering to think that Taehyung must trust you enough to not assume you were a psychopath serial killer or something. 

[11:11pm] You: Yes, please. Thank you so much, Taehyung. Catch up on that coffee hang another time

You got an Uber to drive to his place. You tried not to think too much about the fancy complex and how there were elevators instead of just stairs like yours but you managed to get to Jungkook’s place through Taehyung’s text. 

You pressed a button upside the knob. It created a loud buzz and you tighten your fingers around the ribbon handles of the paper bag that got his jacket inside. 

It was the perfect excuse. You did need to return it to him. And if you got too flustered or scared to talk to him further, you were just going to leave right after he takes it from you and just accept the fact that he probably really hates you now because you were mean and—

The door opens, revealing Jungkook. A shirtless, wet Jungkook. 

“Oh." 

Jungkook has a hint of shock in his eyes when he comes face to face with you. You’ve never been here, for the record. And he was probably wondering how the hell you got his address.

"Uh,” you start. You thrust the paper bag towards him. “Here. It’s your jacket from weeks ago. I washed it already. Thanks for lending me it.”

You see his hesitation when he takes it from you, and it makes your nerves go haywire. 

Jungkook mumbled a little thanks. He stood there for a moment, probably still not getting the shock out of his system. As each second passed, you felt the need and the urge to go, but his voice cut that idea in your head.

“Uh. Do you wanna come in?" 

"Yes.” Maybe it was too much of an immediate answer, but you needed to. If you were to stand outside much longer, your courage will wear down and you might miss an opportunity to talk to him. 

Jungkook stepped aside and further invited you in. Your steps were a little shy as you followed him inside, watching as he took a pair of Nike sliders and offered it to you as you removed your birkens off your feet.

“Thank you.” You tell him, sliding your feet on the slippers that were definitely too big for you. 

He gave you a small smile in return. That gave you a bit of hope that it would go well tonight. 

“I’m just gonna go and change into something. You can sit here,” You followed behind him into the living room of his rather huge flat. Really, this was more of a condo unit than an apartment. “There's– sorry. I wasn't– it’s kind of messy here right now but I was busy the past few days. It’s not usually like this here." 

Jungkook hastily arranged the scattered throw pillows on the couch. You even hear him hissed as he picked up a bowl and some take-out trash on the coffee table. He reached for something in the tight corner of the couch, holding up a remote awkwardly for you.

He quickly looked away from you though, turning to his huge TV (it was literally a jumbotron) and making it light up. It showed some kind of game on pause.

"I’m sorry, I was playing something earlier. Uh, do you want to play anything? I have a lot of games.” He continued to say.

And you realized Jungkook was panicking. He was rambling, talking words over his own words, jumping from one thing to another and hastily cleaning up the space in the living room.  

It was… adorable. The way he was kind of scrambling… to accommodate you? Eh. But it was nice. Nice to know that you aren’t the only one panicking.

“Thanks for the offer, but I don’t really play anything.” You say honestly. You don’t like gaming. It’s stressful. 

“Oh…” Jungkook trails off then his eyes set on the kitchen. “Oh shit wait, do you want water? Tea? I don’t think I have tea but I think I can look for something?" 

You couldn’t help the laugh that came out from your mouth but you quickly cut yourself off. 

"Sorry. Uhm. No. I don’t want anything.” Truthfully, you wanted water but Jungkook needed to change into something immediately. You may not exactly be talking talking right now but his body and tattoos were nice to look at and you didn’t want it to distract you too much. It felt wrong to admire him like that when you were not exactly in great terms. 

“You sure?” When you nodded, Jungkook did the same too, but more like to himself. “Okay. I’ll just get to my room." 

You sat on his nice leather couch and looked around as Jungkook changed.

It was such a nice place. You could see that it was indeed expensive. The space was definitely, like, three times larger than your own and it even seemed to have another room on the far end. You didn’t know if Jungkook lived alone, he never mentioned anything about it. 

You still didn’t find yourself completely relaxed as Jungkook emerged from his room. 

The fringe of his bangs are still wet from his shower, but he’s now changed into a grey hoodie with matching shorts. 

"Hey,” he said as he walked towards you and sat on the couch. The distance was far but not totally that you end up being on the opposite sides. 

“Hi,” you greeted him back. “You have a nice place." 

He smiles. "Thank you." 

The atmosphere was incredibly awkward, you could feel that. But you pushed yourself to go through it. 

"Congrats on the game earlier.” You tell him sincerely. 

“Ah… thanks." 

"I went there." 

"Really?” You could see the understandable surprise in his face after hearing your words. “I didn’t see you." 

You chuckle lightly. "Hm. You were too serious and busy in the court to see me.”

Jungkook shyly looks away. 

“I– well. You should have told me. I could’ve gotten you a nice seat. Did you get a nice seat?” The sentiment was cute but surprising at the same time. After that time in the library, you wouldn’t have expected him to get you a nice seat. 

“It was okay." 

It didn’t look like he would say anything more, but you were a little relieved to have a break from the atmosphere when the door buzzed again, indicating someone coming. 

You feel your heart jump.

You didn’t know why your mind went to such dark places like him having someone over to do– what? Ugh. Jungkook wouldn’t do that, would he? Honesty was what you agreed on when you started this agreement. You promised to tell each other right away if you start sleeping with other people because of health reasons. 

"That must be the pizza.” Jungkook murmurs as he stands up.

You almost sigh in relief.

Okay. So no other women coming over. 

Jungkook comes back a moment later with three boxes. 

“I thought we could eat something,” he said as he sat on the couch again, this time a little closer than earlier. He looked at the TV, still on that game he was playing. He placed the pizza on the table and took the remote to exit out of his game, pressing some buttons on it and eventually the screen loaded to Netflix. “You wanna watch something?" 

That would be nice, actually. 

"Yep." 

"Okay… uh. Legally Blonde?" 

You couldn’t help your eyebrow from raising. 

Jungkook laughs a little. You’re a little surprised to hear it. It felt like eons ago since you’ve heard it.

"I like it a lot.” He shrugged and then looked it up on Netflix, clicked the movie poster and pressed play.

You start eating the pizza on the couch. You were obsessed with Legally Blonde probably an abnormal amount but this time, its entertainment didn’t affect you full force because at the back of your head, you’re still trying to figure out how to speak up the words you really wanted to say to Jungkook. 

“Hey…” you suddenly speak. You hesitate for a while but then let out a heavy breath. Jungkook looks at you because of that. “I’m sorry." 

His confusion was anticipated. He face looks like he was ready to ask, but you continue, 

"About the other night. Uh. When you went over. I’m sorry. I made you feel like I didn’t care but…” you train your gaze to the remote on the corner of the couch. “But I do, Jungkook. I care about you. It’s just that, it freaked me out, you know? People never felt comfortable enough with me to share such personal things and I’ve always been okay with that because I’m not exactly—” you cut yourself off, trying to organize your thoughts. But you give up because there was no use in doing such. You wanted to be honest as much as possible. “I know I don’t exactly strike people as someone who can care. And, well, that’s true, you know? People always tell me that I almost function like a robot. So, uh, I freaked out, because I thought you trusted me enough to do that and I felt like I didn’t deserve it, your trust I mean. And so I acted like that because I didn’t know what—”

“Hey,” Jungkook stopped you before you could go on a full spiral. You didn’t notice because of your rambling earlier but he was closer this time. “Breathe. It’s fine. I have all the time to listen to you." 

It was such a sweet sentiment, paired with his charming smile. You feel your heart jump and look away from his gaze. 

"Baby," 

There. He’s calling you that name again. Has he forgiven you? Were you both on that terms again? But he couldn’t have forgiven you that fast! 

"Baby, look at me,” you did, because he held your face in his warm hands, making you look at him. You could feel your cheeks tingle in his hold. “I’m actually so glad you came here tonight. I appreciate your apology, and I accept it.” He says, voice sounding so sincere.

You looked down, feeling like you don’t deserve it at all. 

“I’ve been thinking, you know?” Jungkook lifts your chin up with his fingers, smiling, such mirth behind it that you think he was probably thinking you were going to tease him about his words. But you didn’t feel like joking with him right now. “I totally didn’t think things through that night. I shouldn’t have told you all about my personal drama—"

Oh, no. That’s exactly what you thought you made him feel that night, and for him to verbalize it, it hurts you. Because you knew you truly made him feel that way. It wasn’t your intention but you knew your reaction –or lack thereof– threw him off. 

"No, no. I should have—" 

"No, ___, I shouldn’t have dumped all of that onto you expecting you to have a say about it and be disappointed and extremely hurt when you didn’t. We don’t know each other a lot, I know that." He gives you a sheepish smile. "I guess I just... I wanted us to know each other a little better you know? But I must’ve freaked you out instead and made you uncomfortable with me telling you all about those when we made it clear that this relationship was never going to be like that, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry for dumping. I kind of… realized that... maybe you just wanted some lazy time with me that night. So I’m sorry. I believe you're also apologetic about it, but I’m saying don’t be. It was all on me." 

Jungkook’s words were a jumbled mess in your head that you were surprised to even get them. 

"I–no, no. Kook– I… told you, I care about you. I—” you felt a metaphorical block in your head, and it made you cut yourself off. But then you remember his words and so you continue, “I didn’t just– look. It was unexpected, and I told you I just freaked out because I didn’t know where we stood and I just felt like I wasn’t deserving to know you like that. But I care a lot about you.”

Jungkook was quiet for a while, and you feared he was contemplating and thinking you were just lying to get over everything with. But then his face softens at your words. “I care a lot about you, too,” He says, and then it contorts a little, as if he remembered something. “That’s why I’m also… I’m also sorry about that time at the library. I was a complete asshole to you. I wanted to be mean because I was hurt but none of it was your fault. I really am sorry." 

Your head takes you back to that time in the library. He did hurt you with the harsh words he’d spoken, but his apology sounded sincere and you believe it. 

"Yeah. Uhm. I’m sorry about cornering you there. I should’ve texted you that I wanted to talk but I wasn’t sure if you were going to reply." 

Jungkook looked a little shameful for reasons that you couldn’t think of. 

"I’m sorry about that. I acted like such a boy about the whole thing. You don’t deserve to be ghosted suddenly because you hurt my feelings without you even really knowing why. I should’ve talked to you properly." 

You bite your lip, feeling like you were suddenly going to cry.

You know it was the bare minimum, and even though he said you had nothing to be sorry about, you still feel oddly emotional about someone apologizing to you. You’d never been apologized to sincerely even when a lot of people have done you wrong and hurt you before. They always thought you didn’t care or just got over things quickly because apparently, people had the impression that you weren’t the type to feel anything. 

"I like you a lot.” You blurt out. 

It was stupid. It was so stupid to say that in the middle of this conversation, but your mouth was running faster than your brain and you couldn’t help it. 

“Really?” Jungkook grins, and it was quite big. Your heart beats faster in your chest. “I really like you, too. Like, a lot. Probably more than you do.”

You meet his eyes finally. They hold such fondness for you, and you’ve always noticed. But you brush it away just as it shows. Regular, old, __. Always pushing away people who like her.

Right now, you’re berating yourself for pointedly ignoring that before, but his dark eyes serve as a distraction. They were so ominous and so big and looked like they had the stars in them. And he was so handsome. Suddenly, your gaze falls to his lips and quickly trains to the mole under the bottom one. You’ve always wanted to kiss it but never did so because… because, well. It would be weird, right? But then you remember that Jungkook always kisses that mole in between your chest... 

You blush at the thought and look away. 

“That’s nice.” You said, not really knowing how to respond. 

Jungkook chuckled and twisted himself to look forward again, at the TV playing Legally Blonde. 

It was like that for a while and you found that the weight you’ve been carrying all week on your back felt like it’s been lifted, finally. 

This night was going really, really well. 

And so well it went.

Legally Blonde ended and you and Jungkook somehow ended up being closer. So close that his arm just found its way around your shoulders, your leg across his, his other arm wrapped around that leg to pull you impossibly closer to him onto the next film. 

It’s been half an hour into the new movie but if you were honest, your brain wasn’t really on it. It was on how Jungkook held you delicately, his mouth pressing kisses on the crown of your head occasionally, almost absentmindedly. Your thoughts were filled with the soft, gentle caresses of his hand on your leg, and how you would feel his eyes even when you weren’t looking. It was all so tender and just so, so incredibly nice. 

When you yawned, Jungkook immediately checked on you with a light chuckle. 

“Sleepy?” He asks. 

You shake your head but another yawn forced its way out of your mouth again. You let your head fall dramatically on his chest as he laughed. 

“I gotta go…” you said, thinking that it’s probably late as hell and dark outside. But you found that you really didn’t want to. The material of his hoodie was so soft and his presence was so calming and it sounded undeniably cheesy but you wanted to be held by him a little more. 

“You could stay." 

That made you look up at him. 

"Huh?" 

"You can stay here, if you want. Sleep over." 

"Oh." 

A flash of hesitation on his beautiful face.

"Only if you want to, of course. I’ll drive you home if you wanna go.” He offers quickly, as if embarrassed to even suggest the thing he said earlier. 

But you did want to stay. But… he never stayed over at your place. You didn’t let him and he never expressed a little bit of desire to do so, anyway. Would it be unfair if he never slept over at yours but you would at his now? What did your conversation today change? When he said “I like you”, did that mean it was okay for you to stay the night? 

“Uhm, I’d like to stay here, if it’s okay with you.” You said, throwing your inhibitions away. There was no room for more denials in your heart. 

Jungkook’s bright grin made your worries subside. He definitely wants you to stay as much as you do. 

“Okay." 

"It’s okay for you? Sorry, I don’t have a lot of pillows…” Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck and looked at you sheepishly. 

You waved him off. “It’s fine. Hey, come here now." 

Jungkook did a poor job of hiding a big grin again as he slid on the bed with you.

When you twisted yourself so your back was facing him, about to reach for your phone on the night stand to see if Nayeon replied to your text telling her you wouldn’t be home until morning, Jungkook also did the same and wrapped his arm around your waist, basically spooning you. 

And you realized that oh, he’d mistaken you for wanting to be a little spoon… 

But it was cute. And you really like him holding you, so you pretended it was your intention all along and mentally noted to check your phone tomorrow morning.

"You smell good.” He said against your ear. You smiled at the way it tickled a bit.

“I don’t think I do anymore, but thanks.”

You showered right after coming home as the game ended but that was many hours ago, so surely Jungkook must just be speaking nonsense. And anyway, he was the one who smelled nice because he did just get out of the shower. He smelled like that certain apple scent he always did. 

“No, really. Like flowers. I always liked that about you." 

"Eh, it’s probably just my bath and body works body wash." 

"Really?” You felt him sniff up your arm and you giggled. That reaction encouraged him to do it more until his nose reached your armpit. It tickled so much that you thrashed and turned and bit his arm. His laughter got louder as you did so, but you only pouted at him. 

“Okay, sorry, sorry,” Jungkook said but he didn’t look like it. You didn’t expect it but he suddenly kissed your forehead. Your eyes reflexively closed at the feel of his lips on your skin. 

You open them once again only to see Jungkook staring into your eyes again, quite intensely that you feel like he was there looking right into your soul. 

“I missed you.” He whispered, his hand that was around your waist tightening, the other clearing up your face from stray hairs. 

“I really missed you too.” you said as sincerely as you could. Because you really did, and you hope he could feel it and believe it just like you did his words. 

A few seconds after and then his lips finally touched yours and it was such a relief that you sighed against them. It was a slow kiss. Sweet and too short but you didn’t really mind when Jungkook looked at you again like you hung the stars in the sky. 

“Let’s sleep baby, turn around for me again.” He said and you wanted to reprimand him for ordering you around but you didn’t really feel like you needed to. You didn’t really have complaints about being the little spoon in this cuddling session, anyway.

It was only about a minute of silence when Jungkook suddenly spoke.

“Babe, I know I’m probably going to ruin this wholesome moment but can I hold your boob while we try to sleep?" 

And you couldn’t help but laugh because who wouldn’t. 

"Go for it.” You said, settling against his chest, getting more comfortable. Jungkook was only too happy to let you, letting out a low happy hum as he held you tighter, another hand wandering inside the worn out shirt you were wearing that he lent you for the night. 

The contact was cold to the touch at first, but when he gave you a squeeze and finally rested his hand over there, it got warm eventually.

Having a weight on top of your boob while sleeping was definitely a new concept for you, but you found that it was oddly comforting.

There was nothing sexual to it, not really. And you thought Jungkook didn’t really have any sexual intentions to begin with. 

It was just nice to have his hand on your breast. 

“So soft,” Jungkook whispered at some point and you just chuckled in between putting yourself in slumber.

It’s been hard to settle in bed peacefully the previous nights after that debacle weeks ago, but that moment, you slid to dreamland quite easily; and you were certain it was due to Jungkook’s warm body all over yours.

EPILOGUE

( ONE MONTH LATER )

You have awoken in a feverish feeling brought by the dream of a certain man drawing all kinds of shapes on your clit with his skillful tongue. At first, the sensation felt far away, like it was just a distant memory, but you suddenly feel a seemingly too real grip on your thighs and a tentative swipe over the length of your nether region. 

When you blearily open your eyes, the sunlight intruding through the seams of your room, you caught a sight of a very real man’s head in between your legs, his dark hair pulled by a headband as he determinedly pleasures your pussy.  

“Jungkook,” you sigh, blindingly reaching for his head. 

He hums in your pussy, and it sends a jolt right up your spine. He felt you jumping a little, and that earned a chuckle from him. The vibration of it in your aching heat made your legs quiver. 

“Good morning, baby." 

It was a little disorienting to wake up to Jungkook eating you out so early in the morning, but the pleasure overrode it as you throw your head back on your soft pillows, twisting your face to the side and burying it on the fluffy material as Jungkook sucks on your clit, his finger teasing over the lips of your pussy. 

”Ah, that feels so good…" you moan, thrashing on the bed at the delight brought by his tongue. But Jungkook’s strong hold kept your legs wide for him to have complete access to your wet cunt which he’s licking like it was a meal he’s always wanted to have. 

“Wanna make you feel good,” he said, beginning to place open mouthed kisses on your pussy that delivered delirious shivers all over your body. He emphasized his sentiment by bringing two fingers in your hole, sliding them in and out quite easily as you felt yourself gushing every second from his actions. “So wet. You love this, angel? You like what I’m doing?" 

All you could give him was a pathetic little whimper that you hope he understood as he didn’t bother to wait for your response and proceeded to wrap his mouth on your clit again, his tongue flicking the sensitive bud with the steady way his fingers slipped in and out of you, lewd squelches filling the otherwise quiet room except for the chirping bird outside.

And it sounded oddly poetic. 

So peaceful. Oh, to wake up like this everyday. 

Your grasp on his hair tightened, bringing his face closer to your pussy that you even got a hold of his headband, but you didn’t care. All you could think about was how delicious Jungkook is speeding his fingers in your entrance, long and bony digits touching every ridge of your pussy, slowly but surely sending you to your edge. Your breath quickened every second passed, and now you could say you were fully awake. 

Jungkook broke away from you and you were just about to reprimand him about it when he suddenly licked a long, slow stripe over the wet length of your entrance and you cried out.

You were nearly brought to tears when he dove in your core again to repeat his actions from earlier, but this time, he went for messy. So sloppy; his head moving around your pussy, sucking your juices with enthusiasm and making your arch your back on the mattress, his finger rubbing your clit to bring you to your orgasm. 

And he did successfully bring you to it. He did with what seemed to sound like a painful groan of your name from his throat, a husky sound that made your pussy and legs quiver. But that didn’t stop Jungkook from lapping at the cum that dripped out. 

You let out a big breath, making yourself bounce on the bed as you fell to it. Exhausted. Spent. 

"Kook,” you nudged Jungkook with your foot to his bicep because he was doing that thing again. 

“Wanna clean you up." 

You roll your eyes. It was so counterproductive but you let him be for awhile, relaxing on your back as he quite literally slurped the gush that came and is still coming out from you. That was why him "cleaning you up” was useless. 

“Let me suck your cock.” You said, nudging him again. Jungkook peeled his head from between your legs and looked at you, and you nearly moaned at finally seeing his face. He looked insanely hot with his hair around his sweaty hearline pulled by that head band, but the sheen gloss all over his mouth to his chin made you feel just a little shy. 

“Really?” Jungkook asked again, eyes wide, like he was a kid about to receive his gifts from Santa on Christmas morning.

You only hummed, bringing your body in a sitting position. Jungkook grabbed your waist, about to kiss you, but you pushed him on the bed and slid your leg over his thighs, leaning down to make quick work of pulling his boxers down that had a little wet patch on the front and a huge boner that was just begging to be freed. 

Jungkook sighed when you get a hold of his length, not wasting time to tease because as much as you wanted to, you were impatient to taste him and make him cum. 

“F-fuck,” Jungkook curses as you pumped his cock, your thumb pressing on his leaking tip. “You’re so pretty, baby."

His groan is elongated as you finally put him in your mouth. You make yourself comfortable by kneeling inside his spread legs, leaning down closer to his crotch and twisting your head to the side so that you could gather your hair in one side. It was always hard to reach deep, but you make do of your hand, twisting your fingers around the remaining length that your mouth could not take. 

It didn’t take too long for Jungkook to shake and start speaking sweet nonsense in the wake of his impending orgasm, probably because he had been holding back since he ate you out. But you worked as hard, sucking on his tip, brushing your fingers over his balls here and there, pumping his wet cock in your hand, ignoring the tears that’s forming in the corners of your eyes. 

“Baby, I’m cumming,” he warned, holding the back of your head to try and get you off but you insisted and let him release in your mouth. 

Jungkook hissed, and you leaned back to jerk his cock for any more cum, swallowing the one in your mouth that you felt had gotten to some parts of your face so you try to lick over your mouth, tasting cum there. He was still cumming, though, just a little, it spurting on your chest and chin. 

You giggled as Jungkook groaned. When you were sure you milked him dry, you let yourself flop on his naked body, draping yourself over it even though he was kind of sweaty and sticky… but you don’t really mind. You were just gonna shower later. 

“You’re a minx.” He said, chuckling, his arm going around your waist and the other resting over one bare ass cheek. 

“I live to make you suffer.” you replied, rubbing your cheek against his chest then pressing kisses to it. 

“You’re winning." 

That made you laugh. 

After a while, you remove your head on his chest and look down on him. He arches a brow, waiting. And then you dropped your mouth to the mole under his bottom lip. You giggled because Jungkook wasn’t expecting it, shown by the confusion on his face. Before he could say anything, you lock your lips with his, sighing when he reciprocated your kiss right away. 

The kiss takes a U-turn as Jungkook flipped you over so he was the one hovering over you now, hands roaming around your body sending tingles all over your spine to your toes and heat between your legs as he squeezed your breasts. 

He squished the both of them in his huge palms, and you feel his cock twitch against your thigh when he did so, so as the gush of wetness coming from your pussy as he finally dropped his mouth to suck on your pebbled nipples. 

”___, are you—oh my god I’m so sorry!“

Jungkook and you quickly looked over your door, catching Nayeon just as she scrambled to close it. 

"Shit.” You hissed.

Jungkook looked at you. And then you both get off of each other, him going for the sweats he’d folded on a swivel chair in your room, and you putting on your robe and messily tying your hair in a bun with a hair tie. 

“I’m just gonna go outside and talk to her…” you trail off, watching as Jungkook puts his pants on. 

“Okay,” he went over to you, holding your face and leaning down to kiss you. “Sorry." 

You licked your lips as he broke the kiss, couldn’t help but smile.

"It’s fine." 

When you went out, Nayeon is at the kitchen drinking water. When she saw you, you gave her an awkward smile. 

She frowned. "I’m really so, so sorry, ___. I swear I didn’t know you had someone over. I just got back from the overnight study group I texted you about last night and it’s 8 am so I thought I could wake you up for class." 

You find yourself smiling genuinely at her explanation. You wave her off and went over to grab a drink of water as well. 

"It’s fine. Our prof actually emailed us last night that our 8 am class was gonna be cancelled today so technically my first class is gonna be at 10. But I’m also supposed to be getting ready, so…" 

Nayeon hummed and drank more of her water.

You were just waiting for it. You knew she was so gonna ask you about it. You were kind of nervous but you found that you actually didn’t care that much to tell her all about Jungkook. 

So when she finally did ask, you only looked sheepish. 

"So, Jeon Jungkook, huh?" 

You nod.

"I should’ve known!” Nayeon exclaimed. “You were suddenly interested about basketball and– no, I’m not gonna lie. I did not expect that." 

You bit your lip as you hid half of your face behind the rim of the glass. "Yeah…" 

Nayeon suddenly narrowed her eyes at you, and you hold yourself to prepare for what’s next. 

"He was your sneaky link all this time?" 

Your eyes widened. "No!” But then you quickly remembered that, technically, he was. But… “but not really. I mean, not anymore?" 

You weren’t sure, though. Your relationship with Jungkook for the past month had undergone a shift. You were purely fuck buddies before, and now you fuck and see each other for more than that. You sleep over almost twice a week at his place, have movie nights. He let you know about this game Animal Crossing and you’ve been obsessed since so sometimes you really just go over his place to play it. (Your island was seriously becoming pretty.) Also, you started grabbing lunch regularly these days in his car and go on what you can call dates if both your schedule aligned and it’s not that you were actively keeping other people from knowing about this sudden change in your relationship, including Nayeon, it was just — your time together was really just spent for pure enjoyment with each other. It was just like: if people saw, then they do. 

Despite that, a label still wasn’t put to it. 

You don't mind.

"Oh, so–your boyfriend?!” Nayeon’s tone is laced with surprise, and you flinched at hearing the word boyfriend but you shrugged it off. 

“Uhm, it’s very new.” Was what you replied. It was the only thing you could offer, honestly. 

Your friend looked at you for a few seconds and then nods, as if understanding – what? you have no idea – and then turned to the direction to your room. 

You see Jungkook popping out from your door when you looked over. 

“Hi, Nayeon." 

When he emerged, he’s fully dressed and it was a bummer that he’d taken out his head band. Whatever, you’d make him wear it later. It was really cute when he wore it. 

"Ohh, here comes the sexy man." 

The casualty of it threw you off a bit but then you suddenly feel grateful to Nayeon for not making a big deal about the whole thing.

So you laughed and joked, "Don’t say that! You’re going to stroke his ego." 

Nayeon’s right eyebrow raised. "Oh, his ego is definitely getting stroked, alright." 

Even Jungkook burst out laughing at the crude implications of her words, and you found the whole thing atrocious. Nayeon only shook her head, but she was smiling. 

"Sorry for interrupting your time together, lovebirds. I brought something for breakfast but I don’t think it’ll be enough for two people.” She said, pointing towards a take-out bag on the kitchen counter. 

“It’s fine, thanks Nayeon." 

She waved you off. "I’ll just be in my room. Eat first before you do cardio, guys." 

You huff out a laugh at her words again, and so did Jungkook. He walked towards you as Nayeon disappeared in her room, and you smiled at him as he did so. 

Jungkook held your waist and pressed you a little to the refrigerator, but you have no complaints in the way he leaned down to share a slow and soft kiss with you. 

"Breakfast?” He whispered, kissing your cheek. And then your nose. 

You giggled, circling your arms around his neck. He hummed at the contact, like he’s always so content and peaceful whenever you touch him.

“I think I’ll just get coffee on my way to Uni.” you told him. 

That made him frown, though. “That’s really not…” you arched your brow as you wait for him to finish his words. He sighed. “Okay. But at least eat some toast? I’ll make it for you." 

You nod. "Okay. I’m gonna go shower first, though. I stink." 

As if prompted, Jungkook quickly buried his face to the crook of your neck and whiffed out your scent, dramatically smelling you and then peeling his face away, saying, "Nope, still smell like flowers to me. But I agree, we need a shower." 

"We?" 

He gives you a serious look. "Yes. Water conservation is one of my goals this year." 

You jab on his chest lightly. So stupid. But so handsome and cute that you can’t help but pull him close to you and kiss him again. 

Suddenly, Jungkook grabbed your thighs and make you hold on to him as he carried you across the living room. You stopped your own squeal before you could scare Nayeon with it. Jungkook laughed at that and you slap his chest in retaliation.

He went straight to the bathroom and put you on the counter with all the intentions to keep making out with you by the way he was swirling his tongue deliciously against yours, hands squeezing your sides. 

But you really had to shower. 

He whined when you put your hands on his shoulders and broke free from his kiss, pushing him away a little. 

"Don’t be a baby. Let’s shower,” you said, giving him a stern look. He looked petulant for a while, but then suddenly smirked. You narrowed your eyes, pretty sure he had dirty things in his head right now. “No funny business. You literally have class in an hour." 

"I could make you cum in less than that." 

"Jungkook!" 

He laughed, kissing you. "I’m kidding.”

“Behave. Nayeon is here." 

He only nodded and began taking his clothes off. You also removed your robe from your body, going over to the towel rack to hang it there. Jungkook stopped in his tracks and shamelessly ogled your naked form and you rolled your eyes, not waiting for him as you stepped in the shower first. He followed right after, smiling at you as he offered to wash your body. 

Jungkook assured you he had no funny business in mind, but you didn’t really mind when his hands suddenly got grabby, when he told you that his hands could lather your body wash more effectively than your loofah just so he could massage your boobs in his soapy palms, staying a little too long over there. But you didn’t complain when his finger ghosted over your pussy, and you absolutely weren’t mad when he kissed you hotly as the shower ran and water soaked the soap suds out of your body. 

In fact, you enjoyed it a lot when he pressed you against the wall while his strong arms held you tight as he fucked you open, gasping in your mouth, grunting about how pretty you were and how much you were such a good girl for him. 

He spoke more nonsense in your ear when he turned you around, an arm tight around your breasts, his other hand gripping your waist as he slid his engorged cock in and out of you from behind while you tried to minimize the sound of your cries until you both came. 

You know Jungkook knew his goal to conserve water was doomed from the very start, especially when you ended up taking a second shower because you felt sticky and just unclean. 

But it felt great to come out of the bathroom and have Jungkook dressed the same time as you with the clothes he left in your closet from the other times he’s spent over here. 

"I’ll see you later.” He pressed a quick kiss on your mouth. 

“Okay,” he smiled and you failed to resist the urge to kiss him again for the last time. “I’m coming over to play Animal Crossing." 

"You only like me for my Nintendo…” Jungkook jokingly narrowed his eyes at you and you laughed. 

“It took you a long time to figure out?”

Jungkook pouts. “As long as you curl up in my lap while you play it, I can accept that.”

“You’re cute, baby. But you’re late to class, go scram.” You shooed him and he chuckled. 

“Okay, kiss me again?” You did. Jungkook smiled and kissed you but on the forehead this time. “Bye, pretty." 

You leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed as you watched him slowly disappear from your pathway with (certainly) a fond look on your face. 

Blurring the lines with your fuck buddy might be cliche, and confronting it might have been hard, but you did it. And he was just as willing and honest with you about his feelings.

And it was worth it.

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Jeon Jungkook x Reader // Series Page

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❥pairing: Jungkook x reader

❥genre/rating: 18 + explicit content, enemies to lovers, enemies to friends to lovers, these two really do hate each other

❥description: You and Jungkook have always been at each other's throats, bound by a mutual disdain that runs deep. You both would rather step into traffic than be alone together. But when a chance encounter at a wedding leads to an unexpected and forbidden arrangement, the lines between enemies and something more begin to blur.

As your fiery clashes give way to stolen moments and fragile truces, both of you are forced to confront the pain and secrets that have kept you apart for so long. When the past and present collide, you and Jungkook must decide whether the scars you both hide are worth revealing—and if your fractured bond can ever be whole again.

❥warnings: smut smut SMUT, swearing, drinking, smoking, angst, slooooowwwww burrrrrnnnnnnnnnn, mentions of cheating (not the main pair), minor character death (none of the boys), eventual happy ending

❥disclaimer: Fic is cross posted to ao3, every chapter I will give associated warnings and tags that apply.

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Prologue // Ch.1 // Ch.2 // Ch.3 // Ch.4 // Ch.5 // Ch.6 // Ch.7 // Ch.8 // Ch.9 // Ch.10 // Ch.11 // Ch.12 // ... More to Come

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Operation: Love Letters | The Masterlist

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➤ YES | NO

♡ ...L O A D I N G...Y O U R...M A T C H E S... ♡

♡ ⇢ pairing: ot7 x reader.

♡ ⇢ wordcount: est 30k total.

♡ ⇢ genre: mystery, college!au, romance, fluff, eventual smut.

♡ ⇢ summary: When every student on campus is going crazy about a survey that claims to make true love bloom, your best friend manages to convince you to join in on the fun — except you’re disappointed to find out that your results just seem to be lost causes. That is until a love letter from a mysterious secret admirer turns up and you find yourself on a mission to find the person behind the pen — but you quickly realise it’s going to be a lot harder than you initially thought when you have 7 possible bachelors to investigate, right? Operation: Love Letters a-go!

♡ ⇢ schedule: updated every day at 5pm GMT in the run up to Valentine’s Day 2020!

♡ the index ↴ ♡

💌 #1 - THE LIBRARIAN

💌 #2 - THE JOCK

💌 #3 - THE FRAT GUY

💌 #4 - THE VICE PRESIDENT

💌 #5 - THE TECH NERD

💌 #6 - THE SECRET ADMIRER

year 22 (m) — jjk

‘‘I knew you’d be standing in my front porch light, and I knew you’d come back to me.’‘ 

Pairing: childhoodfriend!jk x f!reader 

Genre/Tags: angst!!!, drama, a lil fluff, f2l, e2l-ish, pining, slow burn, smut

Rating: M +18

WC: 11.5k

Warnings: time jumps, underage drinking, jk being a douchebag for most of the fic, reader can’t catch a mf break, mention of character death ((no major one tho)). smut in the form of oral (f. receiving), fingering, nipple play, unprotected sex ((wrap it b4 u tap it y’all)), my being called pretty kink making a brief appearance soz

A/N: i listened to cardigan for the first time n had it on replay the whole time i wrote this so ig u should do it too ! this is my first time posting smut on here but who would i be if i didn’t throw in some good angst ? also tysm to @periminkle​ for being my unofficial beta reader n checking it up for me, she knows i’m constantly looking for her validation n i def wouldn’t post this if she didn’t love it ilu vira thx for being the best ever mwah !!! 

You’re five, cowering behind his mother’s legs, sniffing as tears stream down your face. In front of you both stands Jungkook, there’s remorse written all over his face as his mother stares him down with hands on her hips and a look that just screams that this is only the beginning of his punishment. 

‘’Apologize to Y/N right now Jungkook, or I’ll have your father have a word with you,’’ she threatens with a stern tone, making her son quickly shake his head no. ‘‘You need to learn how to share your toys.’’ 

You peek behind her lanky leg and find the slightly older kid looking at you with narrowed eyes, ‘‘I’m sorry, Y/N.’’ He apologizes with a bow, but he’s obviously displeased with the whole ordeal. 

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a hero’s journey (m)

summary; jungkook and jisoo are the mightiest power couple. however, one drunken confession and that whole facade fades in an instant. you realize that maybe you need to break from your unvaried life for a bit and be the hero of your own love story pairing; jungkook x editor!reader (f) genre/warnings; best friend’s boyfriend au, slice of life, angst with a happy ending because im weak, pining pINING, everyone’s kind of a mess in their own sweet special way, alcohol use, mentions of ze weed, toxic relationships, mean friends, sex—slight dom!kook, food play, fingering, squirting, heavy use of the petname “pretty girl” bc im weak, strength kink, manhandling (oop!) w.c; 22.2k a/n; woof! my first fic for @goldenclosetnetwork​ 23 | jungkook’s birthday project! this goes out to all the closet romantics *ahem me cough* who doesn’t love pining between a cutie koo? a huge thank u for vivi @eerieedits​ for making this bbbBEAUTIFUL fic banner!  

prompt used: “I should’ve known.”

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late fee

jeon jeongguk x (f) reader

summary: “Captain Underpants isn’t glorified by all the tryhards, so when I pick those books, you’re unknowingly more interested in me.” tags: f2l, flirty kook, jk’s obsession w/captain underpants, he’s a fuckboy but he’s a soft fuckboy dont get it twisted, campus boy crush jk(yes again), jk abuses the FuCK out of pet names, miss koo1aid actually writes some PLOT warnings: much flirting, nsfw bc of a lot of heavy petting, pussy eatin’, a lil dirty talk, very s l i g h t coochie sniffing, BUT!!! protected sex :) wc: 10.3k

i wrote another fic (applause) and the entire thing is based off my belief that jungkook 10000% would enjoy captain underpants books. not proofread bc i am a hermit and speak to exactly 0 ppl on here, que dios los bendiga

“Helloooo, sexy librarian,” Jeongguk says the moment he steps through the door, lopsided grin adorning his features as he swaggers over to obnoxiously lean against your desk. You can’t even pretend you didn’t see him, his presence so blaringly consuming, and evident in the way some dorky high schoolers glance over to gawk at him.

“What book are you checking out today, Jeon?” You muse instead, leaving your desk chair to head over to the stack of new books that needed to be stamped. As you turn, Jeongguk whistles at the sight, and you don’t even have it in you anymore to retort back the same way you would when he first started bugging you. “Also, are you aware that your copy of Captain Underpants and the Perilous Plot of Professor Poopypants is due tomorrow? It’s a dollar for every day it’s late—”

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My Heart's Home (m) | pjm | series masterlist

Hi, and welcome to Bora Ranch!

At Bora Ranch you will rediscover who you are, reconnect with your sister, and your childhood friend, Park Jimin, that will stir old feelings back. There's a lot of ups and downs, a lot of heartbreak, misunderstandings, what ifs, bad timing, but in the end, you will know what truly makes your heart beat, and where your heart's home is.

It's a story that will take you on a heartbreaking journey to find out what love is and the meaning of 'home', coming home and finding love. There's a lot of angst in it, I'd call it HEALING ANGST. Everything will be good in the end! Just have to go through a lot of heartbreak before the sun truly shines. There's a lot of soulmates vibes/undertones in it, and it's a lovestory at it's core. It's very romancey (Why do I suddenly feel like I wrote a YA but with mature language???).

This story is HEAVLY inspired by McLoed's Daughters (both the world/setting/plot), some plot points follow that story, but most of it doesn't.

“It will take some time To find your heart And come back home You could walk for miles Cross every river And find your not alone ‘Cos I'll be there” - From McLeod’s Daughters theme song

🐴 Summary: You’d never thought you’d step foot back at the ranch– a place you used to call home a long time ago. When you are forced to go back, reconcile with your sister and a certain childhood friend that you had long forgotten, will sparks reunite? 🐴 Pairing: jimin x reader (main), jungkook x reader (only happens once in the first chapter)*, jungkook x OC (jessi), namjoon x OC (jessi), yoongi x hoseok, namjoon x oc, seokjin x oc, taehyung x oc *I also want to clarify some things about the tags/pairings! Jungkook x reader only happens once, it is crucial for the sake of the plot, but please don't let that stop you from reading it (I take it you want to read it because of Jimin x reader). Jimin x reader is the main couple! 🐴 Characters: female reader (she’s more like an OC, but isn’t mentioned by name and no “y/n”), Jimin, Jungkook, Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok, Seokjin, Taehyung and four female original characters. 🐴 AUs: ranch!au, slice of life!au, childhood friends to lovers!au, cowboy!au, soulmate!au 🐴 Genres: smut, humor, fluff, slow burn and angst (yes, it’s got everything lol!) 🐴 Rating: mature/explicit/R18 – this is mature/explicit content, so minors, please do not interact! 🐴 Word count: 230k (epilogue excluded) 🐴Disclaimer: I do not own BTS or know them personally and this work of fiction is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. The actions and personalities described in the story do not reflect those of BTS— it’s just fiction. Also, if you would kindly read the tags/warnings before reading, that would be lovely: and if you don’t like whatever is described in the tags, just hit return and find something else to read. Thank you 🌸 🐴 Warnings/tag: will be tagged for each individual chapter. But it does contain sexual themes, smut and a lot of sexual tension and a hell of a lot of angst! Like series is an emotional rollercoaster ride, it will leave you both happy, sad, frustrated, mad, angry and oh so in love. All through the series. You have been warned, lol. 🐴 Status: completed 🥳 🐴 Fancy reading on AO3? It is cross-posted there! 🐴 Do you want to see the book cover (there's a teaser too)? [it's here] 🐴 Author’s note: this series is heavily inspired by the TV show McLeod’s Daughters. Some plot points will feel familiar, while others won’t (because I don’t follow that story structure to a tee). But If you love that show that I do, I’m 100% sure you’ll love this story too! Also, I don’t expect people to really be interested in this… this is more of a story about coming home, finding home, finding love and such… and I don’t know if you want to read that sort of thing? But I fucking love it! ✨

Chapter #1 - Inheritance | word count: 8.2k | read → chapter one

Chapter #2 - It’s a Long Road | word count: 9.1k | read → chapter two

Chapter #3 - Sometimes | word count: 11.8k | read → chapter three

Chapter #4 - It Comes to This | word count: 7.5k | read → chapter four

Chapter #5 - Our Home, Our Place | word count: 11k | read → chapter five

Chapter #6 - Wild Horses | word count: 11k | read → chapter six

Chapter #7 - We Got it Wrong | word count: 9.5k | read → chapter seven

Chapter #8 - Love You, Hate You | word count: 9.5k | read → chapter eight

Chapter #9 - Take the Rain Away | word count: 8.2k | read → chapter nine

Chapter #10 - The First Touch | word count: 16.4k | read → chapter ten

Chapter #11 - This Perfect Day | word count: 14.4k | read → chapter eleven

Chapter #12 - Broken Dreams | word count: 14.4k | read → chapter twelve

Chapter #13 - Love Letter | word count: 13.4k | read → chapter thirteen

Chapter #14 - I Wish the Past was Different | word count: 10.5k | read → chapter fourteen

Chapter #15 - Did I Tell You? | word count: 13.7k | read → chapter fifteen

Chapter #16 - The Stranger | word count: 14.1k | read → chapter sixteen

Chapter #17 - Love of Your Life | word count: 13.3k | read → chapter seventeen

Chapter #18 - By My Side | word count: 14.7k | read → chapter eighteen

Chapter #19 - Home [END] | word count: 18.2k | read → chapter nineteen

Chapter #20 - My Heart's Home [Epilogue + Q&A] | word count: 7.4k | read → chapter twenty

Please let me know if you're excited for this??? I'm still writing it, and honestly... I love it! But it's tough to write such a long series without any feedback or knowledge whether it's good or sucks... so.. yeah....

Coming Home (m) | PJM (masterlist)

Summary: When your best friend, Park Jimin, who you’ve had a crush on since forever, suggests you stay at his house to heal and find yourself again after a series of traumatizing events had haunted you for years, you don’t hesitate to accept. Within those walls, a safe haven is woven, where wounds can heal and memories find release. As he nurtures your shattered spirit, an unexpected intimacy unfurls, leaving the fragile barrier between friendship and deeper emotions in question - can you keep your feelings hidden?

Pairing: Jimin x reader (female, “Y/N”)

Genre/AU: Best friends to lovers!au, detective!jimin, slice of life, healing after trauma, angst, smut and fluff.

Rating: mature/explicit/R18

Word count (for whole series): 44K

Disclaimer: I do not own BTS or know them personally and this work of fiction is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. The actions and personalities described in the story do not reflect those of BTS— it’s just fiction. Also, if you would kindly read the tags/warnings before reading, that would be lovely: and if you don’t like whatever is described in the tags, just hit return and find something else to read. Thank you 🌸

Warnings for whole series: Mention of past abuse and sexual assault (r*pe), attempted sexual assault, trauma, stalking, fighting, trust issues, insecurities, slightly thriller vibes, angst, fluff, explicit smut (multiple scenes), kissing, cuddling/spooning, unprotected sex (stay safe - OC’s on the pill), penetrative sex, oral sex (f and m receiving), slice of lice, healing after trauma (including therapy sessions), guns, BIG feelings, protective Jimin, previous character death (a parent), Jimin being soft and loving, self defense, humor, degrading words (whore and bitch).

There will be separate/specific warnings on each part/chapter.

Coming Home - Part 1 [20K]

Coming Home - Part 2 [18,5K]

Coming Home - Epilogue [5,3K]

practice | jjk

⇢ PAIRING: fuckboy!jk x inexperienced reader

⇢ RATING/GENRE: m/18+ | college au, fwb, smut

⇢ WC: 8.1k

⇢ WARNINGS: mentions of bad sexual experiences, nickname you guys might find cringey (sorry babes), praise, a little degradation, a little manhandling, oral sex (f recieving), fingering, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, forced orgasm, very brief mentions of anal play, brief mentions of sex toys and masturbation, spitting, titty sucking, protected sex (hes a hoe but not a dummy), jk is kinda a himbo (scratch that last side note), jk running through twice members lmao sorry girlies, pining, maybe unrequited love, maybe not, ill let u decide, oc is in denial in the beginning, oc has that lemon water coochie!!, daddy kink + daddy kink slander (not seriously!), slight corruption kink

⇢ SUMMARY: you usually spend friday nights on your own. tonight, however, your friend and campus fuckboy, jungkook, decides to pay you a visit.

⇢ NOTES: hi friends!! i’m back with my second fic!! i posted this last night but miss ting had a bad case of the typos rip. so I had it beta'd by @kookstempo pls go give her love >:((( ! i found the smut a little easier to write this time. still not that good lol but not as mentally taxing! oc is totally definitely not a little bit of a projection of me haha thisficwassexuallycathartictowrite i hope you guys like it! i would love to know your thoughts! also would be v cool if you checked out my masterlist. love u bye!!

⇢ SERIES MASTERLIST

It’s 10 p.m. on a Friday. 

The night of the week that lures college students out of their suffocating dorm rooms with the promise of parties and alcohol. After days of classes, hours of studying, and minutes of sleep, most people your age spend their weekends unwinding, hopping from frat house to frat house.

One of the many perks of living on campus is the social life. Being surrounded by young adults is exciting. It also means that everyone is horny. Ravenously so. Seriously. Anything with a hole or phallic-shaped appendage is a prime candidate for getting fucked. 

Anything and everyone, except you. 

It wasn’t that you couldn’t get fucked, per se. Although abundant, your options were limited. Given the environment, it was difficult to find a guy you actually felt comfortable with. He didn’t have to be in love with you, but he did have to respect you if he wanted to get anywhere near your sugar walls. With that being said, it was slim pickings.

You coped well, for the most part. But it was hard to shake the lonely feelings that bubbled in your chest from time to time. And the feral ones. Nothing a quick rub from your petite, manicured fingers couldn’t satisfy, you suppose…

Besides, all men do is disappoint you. The only two sexual partners you’ve had thus far were subpar, to say the least. Greedy. Disgusting. Selfish. Not an ounce of concern for your pleasure. As embarrassing as it was to admit, you’ve never orgasmed from sex. Not even close. That left a sour, lemony taste in your mouth. Ever since then, your pussy was on hiatus, locked away in the highest room of the tallest tower, until a worthy knight came to save it from this tortuous dry spell. 

You sigh, peeling the honey-drenched sheet mask off your face and tossing it into the trash with vigor. You eye yourself in the mirror with a scowl. Fluffy, freshly plucked brows knit together as you examine your appearance. You’re wearing a cropped white tank top, nipples poking through the little animated cherubs printed on the front. The baby pink Sailor Moon pajama shorts on your thighs left little to the imagination. White kitty ears headband keeping those annoying baby hairs out of your face. 

You’re cute, right?

Atleast you tried to look cute.

Your roommate, Mina, was visiting family for the weekend, leaving you the dorm to yourself. Without your extraverted lifeline, you decided it was the perfect opportunity to stay in and pamper yourself. 

You’ve already waxed your body, head to toe, with that expensive sugaring wax Mina begged you not to get. ‘It was worth it,’ you thought to yourself when you had spread your peach-scented lotion on the smooth canvas of your legs after the shower.

You even gave yourself a facial. Extractions and all. Much cooler and more productive than partying and getting laid.

You take your headband off, ruffling your thick hair until it falls into place. You reach for your candy-flavored Laneige lip mask, spreading it across your plump pout with your middle finger. Another overpriced purchase.

You exit the bathroom, shuffling towards your twin-sized bed and then falling face first into the plush, ivory duvet. So comfy. It wasn’t even midnight and you were ready to hit the hay. 

You had planned to study a bit before knocking out, but the warm shower left you sleepy. Plus, the past week has been hell. Two papers and an impromptu quiz from your least favorite professor. You were a good student. A great one, even. But you were an overachiever to the core, and still found yourself stressing over assignments you knew you aced.

You let out a small yawn, squinting at the brightness around you. Along the wall beside your bed were vine garlands, embellished with little fairy lights and pink roses. They were such a pain in the ass to put up. It took you and Mina nearly three hours, and a mental breakdown on your behalf, to stick them against the drywall in the right position. High maintenance, but cute, nonetheless. Kinda like you. 

The lights dim as your mind turns hazy, eventually turning into a silent black as sleep clouds your vision. Sweet, blissful sleep. You were teetering into the REM phase when-

Knock. Knock.

The booming noise startles you awake, rattling the brittle wood of your cheaply built door. The wall hangings flutter in its wake. 

Maybe you were being dramatic. The knocks were actually soft and melodic. Almost cheerful as they followed the rhythm of a made-up song. But you were pissed. Even the most heavenly sound would ring demonic and evil in your ears at the moment. 

You shove yourself off of your bed with an exaggerated groan, stomping towards the door and yanking it open, fully prepared to yell at whoever was behind it.

Jeon Jungkook. 

His expression is blank, doe-eyes widening as he takes in your expression. Your body language radiates hostility and violence. The silver barbell glimmers as his thick, dark brows twitch in confusion. He blinks before opening his mouth. “Hey,” he utters hastily. 

Under different circumstances, you would be ecstatic.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Jungkook?” 

“Woah, someone’s cranky,” he laughs hesitantly. “I was bored. Figured you were, too. Mina is gone, right?”

“Are you drunk or something?”

“What- no,” his plump lips form a pout, the matching silver ring on the bottom corner shining as well. 

You sneer at him, pupils darting over his outfit. Oversized gray hoodie, white t-shirt peeking from the unzipped portion at the top. Gray sweatpants. Your gaze lingers on the tight pull of the material in the front. He doesn’t seem drunk, and he isn’t dressed in his usual party attire. 

“I just want to hang out with you. Why are you acting so sus?” 

You roll your eyes, doing everything in your power to exaggerate your irritation. “Why are you here?” 

“Oh, come on, Bambi. Don’t be like that.”

Bambi.

That stupid nickname. 

You and Jungkook had met at a party after you were peer pressured into a game of beer pong. The super boisterous, super attractive stranger ended up being your partner by default. 

"What do you mean you’ve never played before?" He questioned you, voice laced with devastation when he realized you were about to cost him his undefeated streak. 

Despite Jungkook’s best efforts, Mina and her boyfriend, Taehyung, mopped the floor with you. 

"You know what, I like you. You’re a little bitchy but-,” he slurred at the end of the night, helping you gather the discarded solo cups, "Also innocent. Kinda like a baby deer. What the fuck was that movie?"

You answered him curtly with a scowl. 

"Bambi! Right… I can’t wait to ruin you." He was so wasted that night he ended up vomiting off of the second-floor balcony and onto the class president’s Honda Civic. Not drunk enough to forget the awfully humiliating, yet adorable nickname he had bestowed you. 

“Give me one good reason why I should let you in.”

“I have pancakes,” he beams with pride, bunny teeth peeking out. He raises both arms, showing you the crinkled takeout bags in his hands. “Chocolate chip-”

“That’s disgusting,” you scoff. 

“And blueberry,” he retorts with a squint. “Please? I won’t be annoying, I promise.”

You let out a contemplative noise. It wasn’t what you had planned for the night, but you guess company wouldn’t hurt. Especially his company.

If only you could mute your evil brain. 

“I thought you had plans with whatsherface,” you question, stepping aside to let Jungkook enter your room. 

He kicks his slides off at the door, something you’ve drilled into his head with violent words and empty threats. You remember him texting the groupchat a screenshot of his calendar, tonight being marked ‘PUSSY APPOINTMENT’ with the woozy face emoji next to it. The same one that was inked on his middle finger; it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why. Tonight was one of many slots in his month with the exact same title. That picture was deleted from your phone as soon as you received it. 

“Sana,” he corrects, face unimpressed like he expected you to keep a mental catalog of all his flavors of the week.

You did. Every time a new name was added to the roster, your heart sank. You would never admit it though. 

“I did, but I guess she has a boyfriend now or some shit?” He plops down onto the baby pink area rug beside your bed, immediately digging through the takeout bags. 

“How dare she?” You gasp sarcastically, taking the styrofoam container that he held up for you and sitting criss-cross on your bed.

“I know, right? That’s what I’m saying,” he laughs, opening a syrup packet and pouring it over his pancakes. 

You cringe, foreseeing a sticky, impossible to clean mess all over your floor. “Please don’t fuck up my rug, Jungkook.”

“I won’t,” he mumbles halfheartedly, bringing the pad of his thumb to his mouth. The tip of his tongue pokes out to kitten lick at the sugary liquid before wrapping his plump, pink lips around it.

He sucks gently and then pulls off with a tiny smooch. 

Wow. 

Are you really that far gone? There was no denying that Jungkook was attractive. But were you really that touch starved that you were drooling over every minuscule, minute movement he made? 

“Maybe she was sick of you stringing her along,” you comment, trying to cover up the fact that you were totally just gawking at him.

“Nah,” he murmurs through chubby cheeks, mouth full of pancake. “She knew it was just sex.”

“Did she though? What about Dahyun?”

“Well aware.”

“Jihyo?”

“Yep.”

“Nayeon?”

“Are you slut-shaming me?” He points his plastic fork at you, bringing the opposite hand to his chest in feigned offense. “Because I feel very attacked right now.”

You playfully nudge his shoulder with your thigh-high sock-clad foot, deciding to drop the subject. To be fair, he wasn’t wrong. Jungkook had a reputation on campus. Every girl who involved themselves with him knew what the outcome would be. He was very blunt about his desires and disinterests. Sex being the prior. Commitment being the latter.

But you suppose remaining detached was easier said than done. Something about him was… magnetic. He was bold, yet soft. Obnoxious, but endearing. A sweet talker for sure. And easily the freest person you’ve ever known. Add sex into the equation, and it must be nearly impossible not to fall in love with him…

Hm. That’s enough thinking for the night. 

You need background noise to keep intrusive thoughts at bay. He peeps an ‘I don’t care’ when you ask him what he wants to watch. You take it upon yourself. Sailor Moon it is.

The pancakes keep him preoccupied for a while. You glance down at him every now and then. His eyes sparkle as he watches the cartoon on your phone screen. There’s a little speck of chocolate on the corner of his mouth. His tongue makes an encore appearance, licking it away before fidgeting with his lip. How sinful. 

He starts getting squirmy about halfway through the episode. Antsy hands pull at the strings on the border of the carpet below him. Every now and then he draws a shape and erases it. One of the shapes is a penis, something you’d see on the back of a middle school textbook. 

He scoots with a sigh, pressing his spine against the edge of your bed, and then bending his head back. Fluffy dark strands tickle your legs as he peers up at you. “Can you play with my hair?”

“Why would I do that?” You huff, hot and bothered by the sudden contact.

“It helps me stay still. Please?”

“Oh, um- okay,” you oblige, gulping like you’ve dry swallowed a huge pill. You cautiously card your digits through his hair. It’s so soft and healthy. 

He purrs and closes his eyes. 

He's silent once again, enjoying your touch, even pushing into it a bit. Very cat-like.

That lasts for about three minutes. His inability to not speak every single thought that enters the void of his mind takes over.

‘I just realized they’re all named after planets.’

‘Wait, the moon isn’t a planet, is it?’

‘Why are they dressed so sexy to fight space monsters?’

“Jungkook, shut up!”

“But I’m bored,” he whines. “Is this really how you spend your Friday nights?”

“Excuse me, I’d like to see you take STEM classes for a week and then tell me how you feel,” you contend, leaning over to grab your phone off the nightstand. You don’t miss the way his gaze lingers on your nipples. It makes your palms clammy. “Sometimes, it’s nice to just chill.”

“You don’t masturbate?” He asks calmly as if he had just inquired about the weather. 

You give him an exasperated look.

“What? That’s how I destress,” he continues, shrugging nonchalantly. “Don’t you have a vibrator?”

“I- no! Why are you asking all these questions?” You shriek, absolutely mortified.

“What do you mean ‘no’?” He lifts his head off of your lap, craning his neck so you can see his appalled expression, your answer leaving him equally as mortified. “Damn, that’s wild,” he tuts in disapproval.

“I would rather not have to smuggle a sex toy into my dorm room, Jungkook,” you retort.

“You can borrow mine,” he smirks, turning his body to face you, obviously relishing in the reactions he’s pulling out of you. “It’s a Hitachi. It’s really strong too, like, most girls don’t even last five minutes.” 

“Why do you have- you know what, nevermind actually!” You clench your eyes shut, poking your fingers into your ears and shaking your head dramatically. Your reaction is mostly out of embarrassment and partly because the thought of him pleasing women who aren’t you hurts for whatever reason. “I’m done with this discussion!”

“Seriously?” He wheezes, thoroughly enjoying your tantrum. He wraps his long, nimble fingers around your wrists, pulling your hands away. Your skin burns under the touch. “I want to get to know you more.”

“Yeah, but you don’t need to know-,” you rip out of his grasp, flailing your hands around in circular motions, “-those things.”

“I’m just trying to make conversation,” he frowns. 

“About?”

“Anything.”

“Okay, um...” you look around the room nervously, searching for the right thing to say. “What’s your favorite color?”

“Black. What’s your favorite position?”

“Jungkook!”

“I think missionary is my favorite. Very underrated,” he says, tapping his chin like it’s an answer only an intellectual would’ve given. “The kind where her legs are pushed alllll the way back,” he emphasizes the ‘all’ by balling his hands into fists and lifting them up by his head, showing you exactly where he likes them. “You hit the g-spot perfectly that way.”

You level him with a scowl, crossing your arms over your chest. Unamusement written all over. 

“Why are you so mad?” He laughs. “What? You’re embarrassed to talk about sex?” 

A pause. 

“You’re not a virgin, are you?”

“Jungkook, no…” you sigh, rubbing your temples in frustration. “I’m just not like you, okay? I don’t like sex as much as you and everybody else on this fucking campus does!”

He hesitates for a moment as he processes your sudden outburst. The first time you’ve ever seen him rendered speechless. You can picture the cogs turning in that thick skull of his. 

He inhales sharply, eyebrows raising up to his hairline as if something clicked. His tongue pokes at the inside of his cheek, cute dimple peeping out from the pull. His head drops as he huffs out a laugh.

“What’s so funny, Jeon?”

“Ah, I see now.”

“See what?” You groan, bothered by his vagueness. 

“Here's what I think, Bambi,” he mumbles in a low tone, sitting up from his spot on the floor so his gaze is aligned with yours. His palms are on either of your crossed legs, fingers curling into your white blanket. Forcing you to make eye contact with him- his pupils are black, nothing like the soft brown you’re accustomed to. “You’re so uptight because you haven’t had sex in a while- good sex, at least.”

Your breath catches in your throat. You say nothing.

“The guys you fuck don’t know how to treat you, am I right? They can’t make you cum?”

Crickets.

Your lack of response tells him the answer.

When you do speak, your words come out shaky. “Well, what makes you any different?” 

He shuffles closer, knocking his forehead right against yours, invading your space. He’s so close that you feel claustrophobic. Your heart pounds in your chest.

“I always make the girl cum.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm,” he hums through curled lips as he nods, silver hoops swaying at the motion, nose brushing against yours. “More than once.”

His dilated pupils scan over your body, pausing at your chest for a moment, and then continuing their descent. A hand slides up your bare thigh, the warm touch leaving goosebumps in its wake. He grabs the hem of your shorts between his index and middle fingers, tugging gently. “These are cute.” He licks his lips, making them pink and glossy, like he’s ready to eat you. “I’d like them better somewhere else though.”

“Jungkook…”

And then he's kissing you. 

It’s soft, like he’s afraid to scare you away by putting too much pressure into it. Little does he know you’ve been thinking about this for a while.

All your protesting and fighting up until this point was futile. Your hands unconsciously make their way to his cheeks. You swear you feel him smirking. It’s like he can read your mind, knowing exactly how bad you’ve wanted this.

He prods his tongue against your bottom lip, urging you to let him in. You do. He wraps an arm around your waist and guides you down, hovering over you.

“You taste like candy,” he whispers against your lips, hot and needy. Take that, Mina. A sneaky hand cups you through your shorts, right where he knows your clit is. The thin material does nothing to conceal how wet you are. “Do you taste like candy here too? Can I try?”

You’re anxious, but you can’t stop. Not when he’s so enticing. Not when the rumors of his sexual prowess are swimming around in your mind. Jungkook could ask anything of you and you’d gladly obey. You give him a small nod. 

“Don’t be nervous,” he teases through an airy laugh, breath fanning across your face. It smells like chocolate and syrup. He turns his head and presses a gentle kiss on your fingertips. You swoon.

Hooking his thumbs into the sides of your shorts, he pulls them below your butt. He dips his head down, biting into the side of your thigh. A predator sinking its teeth into its prey. Not hard enough to hurt. It’s just enough to rip a whine from you. “Fuck,” he grumbles, pulling your shorts completely off. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.”

He’s been wanting this, too?

“Let’s leave these on though,” he sighs, speaking in reference to your socks. It was something you knew he found sexy, overhearing a graphic conversation with Taehyung about kinks and other filthy things. That may or may not have been the motivation behind your purchase.

You cringe. Being naked in front of someone for the first time in a long time was nerve-wracking. 

“No panties?” Jungkook asks, looking at you quizzically. “Dressed so skimpy, Bambi. All for me?”

“I didn’t know you were gonna show up...”

“Oh shit, you’re right,” he chuckles, caressing your legs with his large thumbs. You appreciate the gesture. 

Cool air brushes against your exposed core when he parts your thighs. His gaze locks onto your dripping center. You whine and cross your arms over your face. Maybe if you squeeze hard enough you’ll revert back into yourself and escape this dreadfully vulnerable feeling.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” he starts, words dying out because his attention is elsewhere. Jungkook has seen a lot of pussy throughout his life, but yours has got to be the, “prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. So fucking wet.” He settles back onto his knees, hooking his limbs around your thighs and pulling you to the edge of the bed. 

Jungkook watches in awe as he spreads your lips open with his thumb and index fingers, stealing a peek at your shiny center. He takes a long, languid lick from your pussy to your clit. He moans when the wet muscle dips between your folds, eyes scrunching as his feature contorts into a scowl. You recognize that face. That angry face he makes when he tastes something he finds incredibly yummy. It’s the same one he made when he ate his pancakes. 

Have you really studied him so much that you’ve picked up on his subtle habits? Nevertheless, the fact that he actually seemed to be enjoying going down on you was jarring. You’ve never experienced this before. It felt so fucking good. You were already close and he has barely touched you. You let out a whimper.

“Mm, you’re so responsive,” he notes, absolutely loving the little sounds you’re peeping. Much different than the blaring moans and screams he is used to. Despite the ego boost they give him, your shy whimpers are a welcomed change. Each one makes his cock twitch, forcing him to bring a hand down, palming himself through his sweats. “When’s the last time someone ate you out?”

“Never…”

“I don’t see why not,” he coos sympathetically, shaking his head in disapproval. He gives you another lick, tongue pressed flat against you. “You taste like lemonade, so sweet.” 

That had you absolutely drenched.

You move up onto your elbows, watching as he throws your legs over his broad shoulders. He licks the pad of his thumb, this time actually sinful. He presses it right to your bud, rubbing it before pulling the sensitive skin taut, lifting the hood and exposing your clit. 

He tuts his tongue, whispering something so quietly you barely catch it, only making out a breathy iteration of the word ‘tiny’. Heavy eyes flicker up to yours as he places two soft pecks on it, then blows delicately.

“Jungkook, please…”

“Sorry,” he chuckles, “I won’t tease-,” sentiment interrupted with an open-mouthed kiss, “I know how bad you must want it.” 

He circles the tip of his tongue on your clit before suctioning his lips around it. You gnaw onto your lower lip, face twisting up in pleasure.

This is easily a far better form of self care than what you had planned. 

It’s obvious that this is something Jungkook does a lot. He is a photography major, and has never struck you as someone who is incredibly bright, but the way he touched is strategic. He has spent the better part of the past decade perfecting his craft, studying the way women move their bodies when he applies a certain amount of pressure. The beautiful noises they make when he stimulates them in certain spots. He has the exact equation to make you fall apart.

There is a pattern to it. He latches onto your swollen nub, cheeks hollowing with a few harsh sucks, before licking over it, letting his tongue dip into your entrance. You can’t help the subtle thrusts into his mouth with every glide of his tongue. The consistency had your stomach doing somersaults.

He sinks further down, lapping at your folds, never straying too far from your clit, burying himself so deep into your pussy that the tip of his nose nudges against it. A big palm slides up your torso, reaching under your tank top to grab at your chest, thumb flicking over your hardened nipple.

“Jung- fuck!” You croak, high-pitched and desperate. “I’m close.”

You expect him to pull away. He, instead, acknowledges you with an ‘mhm’, nuzzling even further into your cunt. 

You can’t help the instinctual, or more so learned, shame bubbling in your stomach. Your hips jerk away. Legs close tight around his head, attempting to save him from the brunt of your orgasm. He simply pries them back open, nails digging into your inner thigh. You grasp onto his hair, tugging it back as you curse under your breath.

He doesn’t like that.

He pops off of your clit with a sharp, annoyed growl. “Can you stop?” The stern edge in his voice makes you flinch, releasing your grip immediately. “You don’t have to control every situation. Just relax.” 

“I’m sorry,” you squeak.

His gaze softens immediately. He didn’t want you to apologize and he definitely didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. “You can touch me, Bambi,” he grabs your hands and places them back on his head, encouraging them to tangle in his tresses once again. “Keep me here, though. Wanna make you cum in my mouth.”

It’s strange, being pampered during sex. Taken care of. 

You peer down at him. His mouth and cheeks are dewy, covered in your arousal. Even the tip of his nose is wet. He’s not uncomfortable in the slightest. 

You push him down, giving him the green light to continue. The descent is quick. Starting in your stomach before it shoots through the rest of your body. You throw your head back, teeth digging into your lip as you desperately try to stifle the lewd moans threatening to escape.

Jungkook guides you through it, slowing down towards the tail end of your orgasm. He pulls away with a satisfied hum, standing up from his spot on the floor. “Taste?” He asks, squishing your cheeks with his big hand. His tongue licks right against yours when you stick it out, lips closing into a sloppy kiss. “Good, right?”

You don’t really taste anything, but you nod anyway. Maybe a slight hint of citrus. Or maybe you were delirious after the best orgasm of your life. The only partnered orgasm of your life.

His eyes are scrunched, but you can still see the stars in his dark pupils as he smiles down at you. You mirror him with the opposite expression, irises wide and blown out. He giggles, nuzzling into the side of your face and then nipping at your cheek. “You’re like a space girl,” your heart melts at the Sailor Moon reference. “So clueless. I wanna do everything to you. Teach you everything.”

“Like what?” 

“Have you ever squirted before?” 

You freeze. “No… I don’t think everyone can.”

“That’s not true. Everyone can squirt with a good partner and the right mindset,” he proclaims enthusiastically, shooting you a thumbs up. The tent in his pants on full display.

“Right mindset?” You giggle, raising a brow at him. 

“Yeah, it’s pretty intense.” He grabs a half-empty water bottle, your water bottle, off the nightstand, taking a big sip. “I can get you there,” he states, a droplet of water dripping down his chin. “You have to listen to me, though. You can continue your ‘girlboss’ bullshit after I’m done with you.”

You roll your eyes. If any other man said that to you, you would be livid. You would literally rain hellfire upon them. But it’s Jungkook. You know he’s joking, and the soft spot you have for him prevents you from ripping him a new one. 

He smiles when you agree, pecking your cheek before unzipping his hoodie and shrugging it off his shoulders. You watch his muscles work. Toned, firm biceps exposed for your viewing pleasures. He recently recolored the tattoos on his right arm. 

You remember him venting about his parents’ disapproval of them, and his major, when he walked you to your dorm after a party a few weeks ago. It was the only time you’ve ever seen the fun-loving, jovial man feel melancholic. You coin that night the night you developed... whatever it was that you have for him now.

“Alright,” he gestures to the cotton sweater, now spread out on your bed. “Lay here.”

“Why?”

“I mean…” he looks at you like you’re stupid. “You don’t want to get this wet, right?” He counters, pinching your blanket.

Cockiness just oozes out of him. It makes wetness ooze out of you. 

You comply, laying down on the soft material. It’s warm and smells like the delicate linen cologne he normally wears. You bask in the scent.

“I usually use lube for this, but…” he clicks his tongue, knowing you don’t have any. “We can make it work.” Leaning down, he lets a string of spit land on your clit. It tickles as it trickles down your folds. He’s quick to collect it with his fingertips, smearing the moisture all over.

“Take your top off, please. I wanna see those pretty tits.”

It’s barely a top. The jagged, raw hem only conceals half of your perked nipples. How ironic is it that you’re wearing an angel print tank while being absolutely defiled. You sit up, taking it off easily and tossing it on the floor before laying back down. 

“It’s not going to hurt, is it?” You wonder, reflecting on his earlier statements.

“Why, you nervous?” He teases with a lopsided grin. It drops when he sees the apprehensive look on your face. “It shouldn’t hurt, but if it does you’ll tell me, right?”

“Right,” you moan, another drop of saliva hitting your pussy. 

“Hold your legs up, keep them open,” he orders, sucking back the extra spit with a hiss.

Pink nails curl under your thighs, bringing them up to your chest just as Jungkook instructed. He pops his middle and ring fingers into his mouth, bringing them down to tease at your entrance before slipping in, palm facing up.

There’s an adjustment period, his fingers being much bigger than your own. You’re so aroused that the tenderness subsides quickly. “Fuck,” you yelp when he starts gently petting at your g-spot.

He doesn’t jam his fingers into you carelessly, an unpleasant sensation you’ve been subjected to in the past. His digits never leave you. Instead, they move in a sensual curl that makes you purr. Every touch is focused, intricately placed on that delicious spot.

“Pussy so wet,” his voice comes out as strained as his pants. He sounds so turned on and filled with lust. It makes you clamp around his fingers. He lets out the tiniest moan, using his free hand to grab yours, sucking three fingers into his mouth. “Touch your clit for me.”

You bring your hand down, rubbing side to side. “Uh-uh, circles.” 

Immediately, you follow his command. You look so delicious he can’t help himself, bending at the waist to latch onto one of your nipples.

“Please, Jungkook, more…”

“Yeah?” He mumbles against your chest, sending vibrations through the sensitive skin. You nod frantically. “I usually don’t give in this easily, but I think you deserve it. Been such a good girl. You can have more, Bambi.” You know it’s just sex talk. A stream of consciousness fueled by his horniness. All the blood leaving his head to fill his cock, making him more dumb than usual, but you can’t help but feel special. 

“It’s going to build up fast, okay?”

You mumble a small ‘mhm’. How bad can it really be?

Jungkook starts moving his hand rapidly, fingers thrashing up and down. There's so much force behind his movements that your hips lift and dip. 

You’re overwhelmed. Constant, vigorous stimulation right to your g-spot. A strange swelling feeling starts pooling in your lower stomach. High-pitched whimpery moans and wet squelching noises fill the room.

“J- daddy, fuck!” It is so intense you can’t form a coherent sentence. There’s faint laughter in the background. “No, no, no…” you plead, wrapping your hand around his wrist, nails digging into his skin. It’s too good. So good that it made you scared.

His movements halt. “Am I hurting you?”

“No, too much… fuck!” You shout when he continues at the same intensity, your body thrashing wildly. You feel out of control.

“Shh,” he whispers softly. “You can take it. Just let it happen.”

You inhale sharply, doing your best to calm down. It’s difficult when he keeps touching you like that. Your fingers curl into his sweater, bracing yourself. As soon as you stop fighting that full feeling, as soon as you loosen the tense muscles, it’s going to hit you.

You relax and a wave of the most intense pleasure you’ve ever felt ripples over you.

There’s an intense, world-shattering, euphoric release.

And then nothing. 

Your head is empty. Your ears ring. Your vision is distorted by white splotches. 

Complete solace.

Your senses come back after a few minutes of heavy breathing. It’s fuzzy, but you can see the ceiling fan swirling above you.

There’s a metallic taste on your tongue. 

You can feel droplets trickling down your inner thighs, a damp puddle under your butt, and a warm set of lips on your temple.

“Welcome back to planet Earth,” Jungkook jokes, pushing away the wispy flyaways that stick to your forehead. You blink absently as you slowly make out his features. You swear there’s a glowing aura around him. “You good?” 

“So good,” you confirm halfheartedly. “You’re so good.”

“You came so much,” he hums in satisfaction, placing a few pecks against your jaw. Jungkook was actually surprised at how much wetness he coaxed out of you. You just kept on cumming. The prettiest waterfall he’s ever seen. Damp fingers brush up and down your bicep, a comforting gesture. “You called me daddy.”

“Shut up,” you groan, covering your face. “Don’t talk about it.”

“I won’t, it was fucking gross,” he laughs, smiling down at you so genuinely that it reaches his eyes. This was just a hookup, you assume, but he’s just so pretty. You can’t stop yourself from pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. He reciprocates. It feels so intimate. Too intimate for a pair of friends. You’re so tired but you want more. Everything.

“Take this off, please,” you ball the white fabric of his shirt into your tiny fists, mimicking his words from earlier. “Let me see those pretty tits.”

He quirks a brow at you, standing up straight and pulling his shirt off by the collar. It’s discarded onto the floor, with all the other useless, bothersome items.

His tits are pretty. Chest flushed red from exertion, nipples spiked and tiny. His body is fit, but not overly muscular. Lean and toned. Just what you like.

You snake your legs around his cinched waist, constricting his pelvis flush against yours. 

“Is it my turn now?” He says, loving your sudden burst of confidence. His jaw goes slack when you start grinding on his clothed cock. There’s a slick spot where your bodies meet, heather gray turning dark as the fabric dampens. Jungkook lets you play with him for a bit, rutting against you until he physically cannot stand it anymore. “I’ve never wanted to fuck someone so bad.”

“Then do it,” you whimper, growing impatient. He sighs, hand coming down to fiddle with the sweater underneath you. You crane your neck, watching curiously as he pulls a square packet out of the pocket. 

There’s a sharp pain in your chest when you see it. “Did you plan on us hooking up?”

“Maybe,” he contends playfully. All the amusement in his face disappears when he flicks his bangs back and sees yours. Hurt and disappointed. “I always keep condoms on me, you know that,” he explains, voice soft and wary. 

It makes sense. He was sexually active. Very much so.

That scares you. You could possibly be just another girl he’s sexually active with. A last ditch effort to get laid because the first option bailed. The puzzle pieces start coming together.

You look him in the eyes. His pupils are brown again. They look pleading, concerned for your wellbeing. Afraid they’ve tarnished something so delicate. You can’t tell if it’s just your delusions, post-orgasm bliss. All you know is you never want him to stop looking at you the way he is right now.

“Can I put it on?” You ask, pointing at the condom in his hand, desperate to break the tension.

“I- sure,” he retorts, exhaling deeply like he was holding his breath, relieved. He gives it to you, using his other hand to pull his pants by the waistband, stopping mid-thigh. Too rushed and eager to take them off completely. 

He didn’t have underwear on either.

You squint, trying to read the white font on the packet. Large.

You glance up, eyes bulging out of your skull when they land on his cock. It’s big. So aroused that it points straight up, resting on his abdomen. The tip is bright pink, standing out against the background of his smooth milky pelvis. It’s shiny with precum, a little bead sitting right at the slight. Your gaze trails up the veiny underside, following the acute upward curve. You gulp.

“You good?”

“Yeah,” you say, jittery hands tearing open the foil packet. You cautiously wrap your hand around the shaft. It’s so firm. Rock solid and touch starved. It jumps in your palm as you slip the sticky rubber down, making sure to stroke him along the way. “Big, thas’ all.”

He nods, the corner of his lips pulling up in a smirk. He can tell your words are equally as worried as they are complimentative, though. “I’ll be gentle,” he promises, holding on to your ankle to lift your leg, kissing it through your white sock. Gaze locked on you, making sure you’re watching and that you know he can be soft with you.

He bends both of your knees up to your chest, tapping your outer thigh, indicating he wants you to hold them again. Tattooed knuckles wrap around the base of his cock, laying it flat against your pelvis. “Fuck,” he mutters under his breath when he sees the tip reaches just below your belly button, knowing exactly what to envision when he’s inside you. His cock so deep it’s in your stomach.

He smacks the shaft between your folds. Filthy, wet slapping noises overpower your coos and purrs. The tip tickles your entrance, rubbing up and down your folds, before he brings it to your abused clit again, flicking it up and down like a light switch. Watching your face intently to gauge your reaction, looking for any prick of discomfort. 

“Put it in,” you frown, growing impatient.

“So needy,” Jungkook teases, gripping his cock right under the crown and pushing in. Only the tip. He uses his fingers as a buffer, trying not to give too much too fast. Pulling back agonizingly slow and then diving back in, giving you a little bit more length this time. It was only an inch or so, but the stretch burned. You catch your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to hold back the tears that are threatening to spill.

He repeats this process, working you open little by little until he’s buried to the hilt. He lets out a pained grunt, overwhelmed by the way your warm wet walls just suffocate him. “Fuck, tightest pussy ever.”

You clench your eyes shut, trying to ease the feeling of getting impaled. Jungkook is so big. The veins that run along his shaft, the thickness, the curve. He leans down and pecks your nose sweetly. His thumb, rubbing tight circles against your clit, provides a decent distraction. You focus on the pleasure instead of the pain.

“Feel okay, Bambi?” He coos, feeling you relax under him. “Can I move?”

With furrowed brows, he pulls out a few inches before thrusting back in slowly. Heavy eyes glued on the way your lips petal around him when he gives you more. The way they resist when takes his cock away. “Good girl,” he praises, voice raspy as he tries his best to maintain a slow, shallow pace. “You take it so well.”

Any pang of discomfort is gone. He prepped you so well that there’s no friction, just seamless glides in and out of your leaking cunt. The upturned tip of his cock tickles that sweet spot in you. You moan, digging your almond-shaped nails into your thighs, arching your back for more.

Jungkook sees your body language. He knows what to do in this situation. One of the most useful sex tips he’s ever learned. He leans forward, pressing his chest against yours, swollen lips latching onto your neck. They suck a sore spot that his tongue quickly soothes over. “Hold on to me,” he commands, wet pout smushed to your skin. 

You let go of your thighs, leaving little crescent indents on the surface, and throw your arms around his shoulders. Hooking your knees into the bend of his elbows, Jungkook hoists you up effortlessly, supporting your weight with his large palms on your ass. The change in position spreads you even further, slides him in even deeper.

“Mmm, f-,” you moan, words cut short when he starts bouncing you up and down on his cock.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Mmm, I knew it,” he chuckles sadistically, right into your ear. “I knew you were just waiting to be ruined. So fucking high-strung and- fuck!” He can feel your arousal dripping down to his balls. “Controlling.”

Arguing is pointless. You swear he's in your head, the tip of his cock scrambling your brain around so that you can’t even think straight. All you can think about is him.

You cling to him, resting your cheek against his shoulder as he lifts you in the air. Letting him have his way with you. You’re never felt more alive. 

‘Orgasms are the pinnacle of the human experience,’ you recall Jungkook telling you one day at the library. At the time, you rolled your eyes. Now, you know exactly what he meant. 

“You just needed some dick, huh? My dick?” You nod, drooling against his skin. “Doesn’t it feel good to let go?” All you can get out is a little moan.

A glint flickers in the corner of your eye. Mina’s mirror. It’s leaning against the wall right in front of you. You can see the expanse of his back. The taut skin on his shoulder blades. Biceps bulging as he moves you. His pants slid down to his knees, so you can see his cute butt dimpling when he thrusts up. Muscles working to make you cum.

“Okay,” he huffs, more to himself than you. Your pussy was so good that it derailed his original plan. Jungkook tosses you up a little, getting a more secure hold as he wraps an arm around your waist. The motion makes his cock slip out, the loss of contact makes you whine.

His free hand tosses his soiled hoodie out of the way. You cringe, making a mental note to mop tomorrow morning.

He places one of your fancy, cooling-gel pillows on the edge of the bed, laying you down on top of it. Your hips are elevated, tilted upwards. Giving him a clear view of your glowy core. He catches a glimpse of the only place he hasn’t destroyed.

“What about this?” He coos, pressing the pad of his thumb right against your clenching hole.

You squeak, shaking your head. Baby steps.

“Alright,” he chuckles, hand retreating promptly. “Maybe next time.”

He wants to do this again. Your heart flutters.

You watch as he guides himself back in, stuffing you to the brim in one swift motion. Much less cautious than earlier. His cock hits your g-spot perfectly. The pillow and his curve doing wonders. Your eyes roll back as your head hits the bed. “Like that, right?” He laughs, snapping into you. 

“Yeah, Jungkook,” you moan out, gripping your ankles and bringing them up by your head, just how he likes. “Don’t stop.”

He could’ve busted right then and there. 

“Fuck, keep saying my name,” he groans, eyes glancing up to your perky tits, jiggling freely with every snap of his hips. His pupils sneak down further, watching his cock plow into your tight, wet cunt, leaving it dewy.

You call his name like a metronome, ‘Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook’. Voice airy, following the rhythm of his hips. It makes him move harder and faster, feeling that familiar pooling at the base of his shaft.

Just like everything about him, his strokes are fluid. His hips aren’t locked and stiff. They move in a dip and roll that makes your toes curl. His pelvis mushes against your clit when he thrusts all the way in, balls smacking against the curve of your ass. It feels delicious. Your third orgasm of the night is approaching fast.

“You cumming, Bambi?” He hums, already recognizing the way your thick brows pull together when you're close. The way your hips rut a little, naturally guiding you to your orgasm.

“Mhm, make me cum Jungkook,” you mewl.

He hovers over you, placing his hands on top of yours, bending your legs back farther. Taking long, violent plunges into you. So close to a piledriver. He’s basically fucking you into the mattress, bed frame cracking against the wall beside it. One of your vine garlands falls down, but you’re so close you can’t even bring yourself to care. 

Your climaxes blend together. You first, clenching and unclenching around his length. Moans coming out sporadic and your shoulders off the bed. Legs trembling in his hands.

His orgasm is stunning. 

“Ah- fuck. I’m cumming,” he croaks through snarled teeth, head dropping to watch where you connect. Something he does often, you notice. He doesn’t stop, even after he spills into the condom, fucking you until he’s completely drained. You whimper, sensitive from the overstimulation. 

“Damn,” Jungkook huffs out a laugh, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. You fist the wavy strands at the back of his head, a little damp. 

“Thank you,” you speak shyly.

“I know you’re new to this,” he lifts up and looks at you quizzically, amusement tickling his features, “But that’s kinda a weird thing to say after someone fucks you.”

You laugh with him, eyes darting over his face. He has a small scar on his cheek, something you’ve never noticed before. 

“No, I just mean-” you cringe when he pulls out of you, feeling empty. “You’re the only guy who’s ever… I don’t know. You’re just different.”

He smiles with twinkling eyes, tying a knot at the end of the condom and tossing it into the pink trash can beside your nightstand. “You’re different, too,” he mirrors, plopping down onto the bed next to you. “Special.”

Special.

You sigh into his lips when he gives you a soft peck, thumb brushing against the newfound mark of his face. “I’m sorry that I made you do all the work.”

“Nah, don’t worry. Making you feel good makes me feel good.” His words are sweet but there’s a naughty glint in his eyes. “Besides, you can think of this as a practice round.”

“Practice round?”

He hums in conformation, tapping your ass lightly, making it ripple against his hand. “Alright, go take a leak before you get a UTI.” He laughs when you push his shoulder. The same old blunt, shameless Jungkook.

He stops you before you disappear into the bathroom. “I hope this won’t make things awkward between us. Like, we’re still friends, right?”

Friends.

It takes all of your strength to give him a nod. You ponder over his words as you clean up in the bathroom. Why did you feel so... conflicted? You’re so happy, but you’re also kinda sad. It’s like your mood solely depends on Jungkook. His words have the power to pull you in whatever direction he pleases. You stare at yourself in the mirror.

All these emotions must mean you have a crush on him.

You sigh, flicking off the light and then heading back into your room.

Jungkook is hunkered down in your sea of pillows, soft snores leaving his parted lips. Chest rising and falling steadily. Hair messy, fanned around him.

He looks so beautiful and peaceful.

You tilt your head at the sight. He always told you that he never spends the night after a hookup.

The blanket is only covering his pelvis, strong legs poking out from underneath. His sweats are still on his ankles. You giggle, attempting to slide them off without waking him.

“Bambi,” he mutters sleepily, opening his big arms. “C’mere.”

You feel your cheeks heat up. You shuffle into bed, throwing the covers over both of your bare bodies. 

He wraps his arms around you, pecking your forehead before drifting back into slumber.

Fuck.

What have you gotten yourself into?

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