When S3 Of Obx Comes Out Yall Better Be Rewatching That Over And Over Again Bc I Cannot Lose Them. Idc

when s3 of obx comes out y’all better be rewatching that over and over again bc i cannot lose them. idc if you didn't like the season, if your ship didn't go canon or whatever, you can cry about it while watching the show at least for 2 weeks straight.

On and Off (III) | (m)

Word: 4.2k

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: angst, smut, Fluff

Warnings: smut, confrontation, TOXIC RELATIONSHIP!!!!!!!!!!, possessive behavior.

summary: you and jungkook can't seem to break up.

Part 1, Part 2

a/n: Here’s the finale! I hope you guys enjoy! Love all the support it really encourages me to keep writing 🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕

Taglist: @somehowukook , @gipsyg19 , @borahaexoxo

There’s a constant reminder that life moves on quickly when you’re in your late twenties. The reminders are seeing your friends job promotions, or wedding invitation or pregnancy announcements. What you weren’t expecting was a wedding invitation from your ex boyfriend. It lies on the kitchen table and your debating whether you should throw it away or rsvp.

Surely it was a mistake, maybe he accidentally sent it out to you. But how did he know where you lived? Your head aches from the confusion not knowing what the hell he was thinking. Ex’s don’t typically invite their ex to their wedding.

…

Yoongi laughs as he reads the invitation and tosses on the table. “ What an ass” He just got out of work from the clinic. There’s confusion on your face, and he explains himself. “ He only wants to rub it in your face that he is married and happy.”

“ You think so,” you scratch the back of your head. It’s possible Jungkook would stoop down low to do that. But you thought he’s changed and matured, moving past his devious tendencies.

Yoongi looks at you with an arched eyebrow, “ When’s the last time you guys talked?”

The last time you talked to Jungkook was five years ago, after the party. Occasionally you would stalk his instagram, but then you blocked him once he posted a picture of his girlfriend. “ Years ago,” you say quietly. You shake your head and you twist your ring on your finger.

“ Are you going to go?” Yoongi looks at you cautiously. He goes to your fridge pouring whiskey in a cup and hands it to you.

“ Maybe…” you take a sip. “ Should I not?” The alcohol burns your throat.

Yoongi shrugs, “ I don’t know Y/n. It’s up to you,” he pats your shoulder and goes to living room. You are left in your thoughts staring at the wedding invitation on the table. Picking it up you examine it more, tracing your finger on his printed name. Laughing to yourself you toss in the trash, then stare at it in the trash.

Later that night you wake up and grab a glass of water. Also taking Tylenol from a sudden headache from the whisky you drank. Dropping a pill on the ground you groan tossing it in the trash bin. Your eyes glance at the wedding invitation again, you groan one more time grabbing it and placing it on the table.

…

Now you are entering a busy cafe in New York with an anxious look on your face as you search for an all too familiar face. And there’s Jungkook with his headphones on and book in his hand. His hair is at the same long length, he is wearing a typical attire a black crew neck with black cargo pants. Hesitantly you walk to the table and sit down, his eyes look up to yours and he immediately takes his headphones out. “ Hi,” you say awkwardly.

Jungkook smiles brightly, “ Hi,” he says back. You notice his lip piercing is gone, the one you told him to get in college. You remember him asking what piercing is the hottest and you said lip piercing, and the next day he got it.

“ I’m sorry I’m late, I got on the wrong subway,” you explain seeing that he already got a drink and was probably here for a good ten minutes.

Jungkook shakes his head, “ No you’re fine, it takes some time to get used to it. I was fucking lost when I first came here.” He laughs to himself. You know he’s lying to make you feel better, Jungkook always been good at directions and maps.“ I got this for you,” Jungkook hands you the iced matcha. “ It’s not sweet, I told them not to add sweetener.”

Your eyes widened in surprise that remembers, “ I-thank you,” you take the drink and sipping it. The cold matcha helps you calm down. “ I’m surprised that you have time to hang out with me…you know since your probably busy with the wedding.” You tell Jungkook. The minute you RSVP to the wedding you got a text from Jungkook inviting you to catch up.

Jungkook nervously scratches his head, “ Yeah, I just wanted to see you before…yeah,” he awkwardly states. “ Uhh how are you?” He asked.

“ Good, I work at a clinic not too far from my apartment. I honestly love my job and I have a cat who’s basically my little baby” You go on your phone to show him a picture of your cat. Jungkook smiles watching you you fawn over your cat, “ He’s a really chill cat but Yoongi calls him a demon when he begs for food,” you laugh shutting your phone.

“ He’s really cute. I have a baby too his name is Bam,” Jungkook shows you photo of a massive Doberman. “ Maybe they can be friends,” Jungkook comments. You doubt they’ll ever meet since they live in two separate places.

“ That’s a big ass dog Jungkook,” you laugh. “ I thought you were always kidding about getting a Doberman when you get older.”

“ Nah he’s my little baby,” Jungkook says proudly. “ So you and Yoongi?” Jungkook eyes look over to your hands playing with the straw.

“ Friends,” you shake your head chuckling. “ He has a boyfriend and I’m unfortunately single as ever.” You curse at yourself not wanting to look desperate in front of Jungkook. Wanting to change the subject you quickly ask about him. “ So what about you? You found the one! Isn’t that exciting, you are getting married in two days.” It’s painful to say out loud. You never thought of seeing Jungkook marrying somebody or maybe you didn’t want to think about that.

“ Yeah, it is,” he smiles softly keeping it short. You figure it was him being humble not wanting to brag in your face. “ I’m free this whole day, do you want me to show you around?”

“ That would be really cool but is your fiancée alright with this?” There’s slight hesitation as you question him. “ Jungkook, does she know you are with me right now?” Your eyes glance around the cafe, wondering if she was here peeking over from another table.

Jungkook calls your name, “ She isn’t here. And she knows I’m here with you.” He places his belongings in his tote bag. “ Let’s head out of here. Go to the park, yeah?” Jungkook nods his head towards the exit of the cafe, getting up. He looks down at you since you are still sitting down, not making any movement. Logically speaking you don’t think it’s a good idea to go with Jungkook but you look up at him and every sense of logic is thrown out.

…

“ You are unbelievable,” you groan at Jungkook. “ I didn’t even know you were talking to me. I thought you were talking to Taehyung.” You guys are walking through the grass, Jungkook is taking the lead but he make sure that he doesn’t stray too far from you. And currently you guys are talking about the moment you guys met.

“ You made eye contact with me,” Jungkook laughs. “ Why would I ask Taehyung to hangout with me outside? I was obviously interested in you,” he says.

Staring at the green grass you watch Jungkook’s shoe trail over the grass as you speak “ I don’t know. I just thought you were way out of my league. You were on an academic scholarship, had so many friends, and was just good at everything. I was the complete opposite of you” you laugh shrugging. “ I felt intimidated by you.” You see his shoes stop and you look up from the grass.

“ Y/n, why haven’t you told me this before,” he looks at you with a painful expression. “ Maybe we could’ve—”

“ Still be together?” You asked incredulously. “ Jungkook, I was so spiteful towards you. We did horrible things to each other. Nothing could’ve saved our relationship,” you sighed.

“ I know and I’m sorry for what I have done. I was stupid and just as spiteful as you. But if we would’ve just communicated with each other everything would’ve been better.” Jungkook manages to make eye contact with you. And you feel yourself sinking to the floor. It’s always like that when you stare into his eyes. It makes you hopeful and hopeless at the same time.

You rub your eyes with your hands trying to shake the feeling off, “ Yeah, I know.” There’s kid’s laughter in the background and your jealous of what they are feeling compared to what your feeling. “ Jungkook, what are we doing? There’s no reason to dwell on the past. You’re getting married and I’m going back.” You release your hands dropping them to your side. Smiling at him, “ We should end it here.”

It’s painful to say it out loud but have to. This would probably be the last time you’ll talk to him. You weren’t going to speak to him at the wedding, you would probably say something stupid like confessing to him that you still have feelings for him. It was mistake for meeting Jungkook once more, your selfishness got ahold of you.

He steps closer to you,“ Y/n, I’m not getting married.” Jungkook confesses.

Everything becomes quite and you look at him like he was crazy. “ What?”

“ We called off the wedding months ago. I sent you the invitation because I wanted to see you,” Jungkook goes to hold your shoulder and you immediately back away.

There’s so much to process and rub your head in confusion. Looking around you see kids not too far away and you lower your voice “ What the fuck Jungkook? You couldn’t have texted me like a normal person?” You asked.

“ Would have you came if I texted you?” Jungkook asked.

“ I- no, maybe. Shit, I’m not sure. I thought you moved on Jungkook. We ended things five years ago,” you managed to say.

“ Y/n, I haven’t moved on. I still want to talk to you, see you, be near you…” Jungkook says gently. “ I’m sorry it took me so long to reach out. Last year I asked Mina how you were, and she said that you were in a good relationship and I should just leave you alone.” Jungkook brushes his hair back, “ I was happy that you moved on, but I also felt resentment towards myself. Like I could’ve been a better person when we were together and we could’ve tried long distance or you could’ve been here with me in New York. And I kept just thinking of what could’ve been, and I couldn’t be with someone that wasn’t you.”

There is so much to process and you just want to run away. “ Jungkook, I don’t know what to say,” you tell him truthfully.

Jungkook looks away biting his lip nervously. “ It’s okay, I was being inconsiderate just thinking about my feelings and hoping you feel the same way as me.” He looks back at you and smile, “ Uhh…it’s getting late, do you want me to drop you off at your hotel?” His eyes look around the park and notice less people walking. You’re still thinking of his words as he walks you out of the park. Thinking about the what if’s and could’ve beens.

Maybe you’ll never find out why Jungkook has a hold of your heart. That you never want to see the back of his head when he walks away from you. So you always walked away from him in the past not knowing how to deal with your feelings. Stopping you grab his hand and he immediately turns around his doe eyes widening. “ Take me to your place,” you say.

….

It’s nice spacious apartment and Jungkook grabs your bag putting it on the table. “ So this is my place. I’ve been living here for maybe five months, it has a good balcony view...” Jungkook hands move around nervously pointing here and there. “ Namjoon knows a realtor so she give me a good deal. I mean not that I don’t have enough money…I have my own office at the firm. We can go see that if you want…” Jungkook awkwardly trails on.

Laughing you sit down on the couch, “ What happened to the confident Jungkook?” You think it’s cute that he’s nervous.

Jungkook chuckles, “ Because it’s you.” He walks towards you sitting on the couch next to you. “ I always feel nervous when I’m around you. Even back then, I was just better at hiding it” he lets out a breath he has been holding.

“ Yeah?” You asked shyly. Jungkook nods and your hand instinctively brush his soft long hair. You bring him closer to you, leaning into him and kissing him. Nothing compares to kissing Jungkook. Opening your mouth slightly you allow him to kiss deeper, your other hand holds onto his shoulder pushing him gently more into the couch. He lets you have his way with allowing you to sit on his lap. You take off your shirt tossing it to the side, Jungkook looks at your boobs for a moment.

“ Uhh wait,” Jungkook groans and his hands rubs his eyes.

You are confused about what’s happening. “ Is everything okay?” You asked.

“ No, I don’t want to have sex with you,” Jungkook says.

There’s silence in the room, just hearing your own heart beating louder. “ Oh okay,” your heart drops and you get up embarrassed looking for your shirt. “ I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable.” Quickly you put on your shirt.

Jungkook tries to make eye contact,“ Y/n, I just don’t want it to be just sex. I don’t want you just to have pity sex with me and leave like nothing happened.”

“ Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel that way,” you replied. You obviously didn’t come here for pity sex. “ Jungkook, what was your plan when you sent me the invitation? Did you want me to leave everything behind and stay here with you in New York?” Sitting back down on the couch.

Jungkook pushes his hair back, “ I don’t know.” Jungkook didn’t think that far ahead and he thought everything would just be okay. He’s seen too many romantic movies that everything just conveniently falls in place perfectly for the main character.

“ You don’t know?” You sigh to yourself partially in annoyance. This feeling of uncertainty is all too familiar.

“ What about you Y/n?” He gives you the same amount of attitude. “ Why’d you say yes to coming to ‘my wedding’ ?” Jungkook pivots the conversation to you.

You laugh loudly, “ Oh my god, are we seriously getting into an argument. I guess things haven’t really changed.” You get up going to the kitchen table grabbing your stuff wanting to walk out.

“ Wait wait,” Jungkook quickly gets up his heart rate going up. Just a minute you were coddling him and now you are walking away. It feels like deja vu all over again, you always leaving when there’s argument and he used to always let you leave but this time he can’t let you. His hands are calmly from anxiety and he touches your arm carefully. “ Yes, I wanted you stay here with me. Or I can go back to wherever you are going. I know it sounds childish…but I hoped that we got back together. I love you, Y/n. And I never told you because it’s scary telling you this because we never expressed our feelings to each other,” his eyes pleaded with you. There’s desperation in his voice.

There’s a strange feeling in your heart, “ You love me?” You asked.

“ Yes, Y/n. I love you.” He smiles softly.

You scrunched your eyes grimacing about what you are about to say. “ I’m such a fucking horrible person, Jungkook. I came to New York because I wanted to see you at the wedding and hoped that you would feel something for me and you would leave your fiancée for me.” Opening your eyes you see Jungkook laughing giving you a baffled look. “ I know it sounds bad.” You scold yourself.

“ Yeah. But you know what I would totally leave my fiancee for you if you did that,” Jungkook easily lifts you up on the kitchen table. You wrap your arms over his shoulders playing with the back of his hair.

Tilting your head to the side, “ Jungkook, you technically did that when you called off your wedding months ago.”

Jungkook eyes widened, “ Oh shit, you’re right.” His hands go underneath your shirt feeling your back. “ I’m just as a horrible person as you,” he says as he kisses your cheek. “ We should go to couples therapy,” Jungkook suggests his fingers plays with the clasp of your bra.

“ Mmm we totally should,” you agree and your hand grabs his cheek so you can kiss his lips.

…

“ Fuck, baby,” Jungkook moans as you go down on him. His fingers grabs his sheets trying to not come immediately. It’s always been hard for him to hold back when you give him the best blowjobs. Whimpering to himself, as your lips travel his body kissing here and there. “ Gimme a kiss,” Jungkook holds your chin kissing your lips gently.

Pulling away you see his eyes twinkling and lips swollen. Your fingers trace his chest now adorned with new tattoos. “ I want my name right here,” you trace your name over his chest. It was half a joke but there’s some underlying of possession,

Jungkook gives you a little smirk tilting his head a little, “ Yeah?” Jungkook flips you over so your now on your back . “ Anything for you,” he leans down kissing your neck then marking it up. He stares at your hickeys and he just the same as you wanting to see some sort of branding. His hand travels down feeling your wetness, entering a finger and you whine.

Jungkook had many wet dreams about you since you guys were apart. The images would disappear too quickly as soon as he woke up. Then he had to force him to take a cold shower to avoid feeling any guilt.

“ Jungkook, more,” you whine as he stopped fingering you. Jungkook nods and he continues to fingering you with another finger. Hitting all the right spots. Your fingers could never compare to Jungkook. Your body only falls apart easily when it comes to him. He’s watching you with care, listening to your body and moans. Jungkook nuzzles into your neck once more smelling your scent that he’s been missing. Your hand goes down to his cock jerking him off, trying to give him the same pleasure he is giving you.

The sounds of your guys names are being intertwine as you call for each other in pleasure. Jungkook’s heart is doing somersaults as you encourage him to come for you. He wants you to come first but it’s impossible when you know all the tricks to his body. With your thumb tracing his sensitive tip and your other hand lights scratching his back. Every nerve in his body is heightened when you touch him. He curses and says your name one last time before cumming hard into your hand. Jungkook’s body falls limply on you and he’s embarrassed of hard he came from just a simple handjob. He groans to himself.

Laughing you wipe your hand on his bedsheet, “ Was it that good?” You ask brushing your hand in his hair.

His head lifts and you see his pretty eyes. “ So fucking good baby,” Jungkook breaths out heavily. His head ducks down kissing your boobs a couple times before leaving your body. He walks to the end of the bed grabbing your legs, pulling you to the edge as well. You yelp at the suddenness wondering what he has in mind. “ You didn’t think I wasn’t going to give you a mind blowing orgasm.” Jungkook says shaking his head. Then going to his knees, his strong hands easily grab your waist towards him. His mouth immediately goes between your legs eating you out with pleasure.

Without any hesitation your thighs wrap around his head bringing him closer, your hands touch his hair again grabbing it harder this time. Moaning loudly at the flicks of his tongue on your folds. There’s probably going to be a noise complaint but you didn’t care, there was always noise complaints whenever you guys had sex.

Jungkook moans into you, loving the way your body reacts to him. The painful pleasure of the tugging of his hair. One of the reasons why he kept his hair long because you were always touchy with his hair, no matter what the circumstances were. His hands hold your hips tightly and encouraging you to move your hips against his mouth. His tongue lays flat and you use him, grinding hard. His eyebrows scrunch in pleasure at your taste, he wants to able to taste this every night and morning.

You fall apart after a few minutes of him eating the fuck out of you. And your hands push his head away as he gently cleans you up with his tongue. He kisses your clit and giggle at the sensation. “ Damn, best pussy eater,” you laugh to yourself still feeling delirious from the orgasm.

Jungkook laughs at your compliment then kissing your forehead, “ Thank you,” Jungkook says. “ Best pussy ever,” Jungkook compliments you back. And you grab his his cheeks and urging him to kiss you again on the lips. He gives in and messily makes out with but he stops when he feels himself getting hard again. “ Ok ok, I have to clean my sheets. There’s cum everywhere,” he notices his cum on his sheets and a big patch of wetness from where he ate you at. “ You can take a shower, I’ll clean everything up.” He helps you up and pats your butt leading you to the bathroom.

The shower is spacious and you can imagine yourself showering with Jungkook everyday, you quickly wash yourself and grab one of Jungkook’s oversized shirts looking for him. You see that all the sheets are gone, you walk towards the balcony outside and see him staring at something. “ Smoking?” You ask as you enter outside.

“ Nah, I quit smoking years ago” Jungkook says, he stuffs his hands in his pockets. You never thought he would quit smoking since he would always smoke cigarettes. You would always complain to him which would always cause an argument. “ You look cute in my clothes,” Jungkook says grabbing your hand to pull you closer to him.

“ Mm thanks,” you lean in kissing his cheek. You stare at the buildings, “ What’s in your pocket?” Jungkook reaches in his pocket handing you pictures. It was pictures of you five years ago. Smiling at the pictures you hand it back. “ You kept it all these years. I figured you would’ve thrown it out.”

Jungkook looks at the picture, “ I did. I got in an argument with one of my ex girlfriends she saw that I had it in my drawer. Rightfully so she got upset that I still had pictures of my ex. So I threw it away in front of her in the trash bin.” Jungkook puts the picture back in his pocket, he scratches his head, “ Uhh later that night I grabbed it from the trash. I guess I couldn’t let go of those memories.”

Grabbing Jungkook’s hand you kiss it, “ I still have your ring and I wear it all the time. Well not today, I didn’t want you to see me as someone who couldn’t let go.” Jungkook gently smiles at you for you to continue expressing your feelings which you have a hard time doing. “ And I didn’t want to let go because I care so deeply about you but Jungkook I’m going home in two days.” Jungkook face falls his heart falling to his feet. “ But I’ll be back,” you kiss him assuring him nothing bad will happen.

“ You are going to stay here with me?” Jungkook ask in a hopeful tone, his hand holds your waist carefully.

“ I think New York has grown to me despite only being here for a day. I also think because your here,” you shyly smile at him. Jungkook gleams at your words his lips immediately peppering your cheeks and hugging you tightly. “ I just have to sort things back at my work and my apartment. Find a new job here,” you managed to say as Jungkook excitedly coddles you.

Jungkook nods his head, “ Of course baby. I’ll be here waiting for you.” He tilts your chin kissing your soft lips. He didn’t mind waiting because this time for sure none of you guys were running away from each other’s feelings.

…

“ I’ll see you in two months,” you say as you kiss Jungkook’s lips. He’s dropping you off at the airport, he hands you your suitcase. “ I’ll miss you,” you hug Jungkook one more time.

“ Don’t worry I’ll FaceTime you everyday,” Jungkook holds you longer smelling your perfume “ And I’ll make sure Bam gets used to cats.”

“ Thanks baby,” you say as you pull apart, you don’t want to miss your flight. Jungkook heart flutters at your pet name. “ Oh here before I forget, it was supposed to be your wedding gift” you hand him a present from your bag. Jungkook holds your present and he waves bye to you as you leave.

Jungkook enters his apartment and opens your present. It’s films to his old camera and smiles at the gesture. A card falls out and he reads your handwriting.

To Jungkook,

I think that in every alternate universe I would always say yes to going out with you, no matter what our outcome would look like.

p.s. Sorry for wasting your film

Look, I am a simple woman. You give me a bloody man holding his baby brother and whose desperate to protect the love of his life from his crazy relative and you got me! Like, I can not begin to state how here I am for this.

CHAPTER ONE

Disclaimer: This is an idol!Jungkook and OC fanfiction, preferably for my POC queens but anyone who reads can envision themselves in the character, if they like.

Word count: 1K

Chapters: 01 02 03 04

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November 2016

Amara Cole

"Seven months, I only have to survive the next seven months to graduate." I thought to myself as I entered General Hospital. "Good afternoon, how may I assist you?" The reception questioned as I approached her after security check. "I came to visit my mother, Mrs. Cole, she's in the ICU." The lady did some research before asking for my identification and marking me with a band to resume my venture to my mother's room.

Adjusting my bag on my back, I went into the elevator, severely anxious at which button to press after accidentally ending up at a morgue or basement with my sister.

The nurses greeted me since I am now recognized as a familiar face, it's been almost two years of consistent admission into the hospital for my mom. This time it became more serious, her heart began failing her, and she sensitivity to everything heightened.

"Mommy?" I tapped her softly and heard a lil groan as she awoke from her sleep. She opened her eyes and gave it a minute to adjust as she pushed through the pain to send me a small smile. "Hey baby, did you catch the bus?" I nodded as we spoke for a bit and she eat the food I bought.

This was a daily routine. Wake up at 6am and begin to get dressed for school, head out to catch an early bus to prevent being late due to traffic, catch a bus to the hospital and stay until visiting hours are overing and between the time of arriving and visiting hours ending, my older sister should be at the hospital to visit mom and drop both me home.

"Mommyyy" I heard my older sister behind me as she entered the room with a bag filled with juice, snacks and new cotton pajamas. She hugged our mom and gave her a kiss before sitting in the other guest chair. "Did Trevor come see you yet?" My sister, Kurstin asked mom about our brother, who is a registered nurse. "He been here, bathed and changed me. He had to go back on his post."

A hour remained before visiting hours over and once it arrived, we were forced to leave. "How was school?" Kurstin asked and I nodded as I watched the starry skies as she drove "Good." Silence filled the car, but the music kept it alive and I sigh quietly; I didn't dare turn my head away from the glass as gears stained my cheeks. "she's going to be okay." I heard my sister reassurance and nodded and once again silence. "You want KFC?" She asked and I chuckled a bit. "Sure, thanks."

She dropped me home and ran inside to the bathroom to freshen up; Her second job starts at 8PM and it's currently 7:45 after our food stop. "So, you know the drill. All windows closed, doors locked and be visualant. Trevor is working overtime and I have a graveyard shift tonight at the hotel. Be safe!!" She exclaimed as she ran out but turned around quickly "if you want to invite one of your friends over to keep you company, I won't tell." She winked and left again as I closed and dead locked the front door.

As she reminded, I checked all doors and windows ensuring they are tightly sealed. "We really should get cameras for this place." I spoke to myself as i entered my mom's bedroom. My heart became heavy and it was the result of numerous reasons. The large photo of my parents wedding hung over her king size bed, and the silence that engulfed the house both were a factor. I sat on the bed laying a towel infront of me to rest my food upon as I attempted to find a show or movie to watch. "comedy" I read the information on the movie and began to watch it.

It was a classic comedy, white chicks, two black dudes dressed as white women were peak early 2000s.

Despite the humor of the movie, the internal heaviness never ceased and unintentionally tears ran down my face again. I think I understand why I feel this way. "Is this what loneliness feels like?" I asked myself in a pity whisper as my appetite suddenly collapse.

It was a mixture of worry, anxiety, hurt and loneliness. She dreads the five business days that results in her attending seven to eight classes every hour to two hours. She hated her 6AM to 7:30PM schedule, and she felt guilty for hating it, this lifestyle was no one's fault. It's a trial in a turbulent world.

•∆•

Amara rotated between her phone, reading social media gossip and searching through the television for an interesting show. "Oh my gosh, I remember this movie!" She squealed to herself as the teen nick original movies aired back to back. She missed drumline and the school gyrls franchise but she sat up as the movie 'The Wonder Girls" began. Despite being only seventeen, the movie gave her nostalgia to a happier time. Her remembrance of the songs, be my baby, the dj is mine and more that she remembers jamming to after researching them at age twelve.

And just like that, Amara, welcome to the world of Kpop.

She digest and digress as she became intrigued into the musical culture. "Bang bang bang" the music blasted through her speakers as the hit song from big bang played. She moved onto the next and the next, unknowingly becoming a VIP. In the hour time span, she had discovereed BigBang, SHINee, Girls Generation and Exo. However, she came across a recent performance from a band she hadn't exposed herself to yet.

"Kpop band, BTS makes a comeback" The title detailed and she clicked on the video which both figuratively and literally changed her life.

"Peaches and cream

Sweeter than sweet

Chocolate cheeks and chocolate wings"

A/N: These first three chapters are based on a true story, My story. Many scenarios this book will be based on reality with the mixture of fiction of course. Enjoy reading, vote and comment some feedback!!

Un-Thinkable | Preview [New Series]

Genre: Mafia Au, Thriller, Suspense

Rating: Rated R, PG-18

Trigger Warnings: Sexual Assault, Blackmail, Murder

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader, Bangtan x OC

Word Count: 508 words

Author's Note: Hey everyone, new story alert. Let me make some things clear, the sexual assault portion of the trigger warning IS NOT connected to any of the main character's (you) love interest, we don't play with Stockholm syndrome. It's a plot point that changes the life of the character it will affect. Now, let's move along to the story.

Name changed from We belong to Un-Thinkable.

This will also be available on wattpad

Preview > 01 > 02

“Come on!” You heard an eager voice scream at you from ahead.

Your ears are ringing as you began sprinting, bruised and injured from debris due to an explosion you barely escaped. Vision blurred since the glasses you depend on are broken.

As the ringing subsides, you begin to hear the echoes of gunshots and feel the wind push past you as the bullet ever so closely came in contact with you.

“For fucks sake! Let’s go!” You heard another voice scream at you as they overtake you. You began to get overwhelmed as the open wound on your feet begins to burn and your sight is more blinding since it’s midnight on a dimly lit street.

You squint your eyes trying to find the people you were accompanied by but that was futile, all you saw you black. The darkness you loved when you are home in your bed suddenly became something you despised. At this moment, you realized it was your enemy.  Your throat began to burn as you continue to run to no destination. Gradually, you slowed down before coming to a complete stop. You gave up.

Silence

You were hesitant to move as everything just…stopped. Everything became still, the wind, the trees, and even the cars that roamed the main road made no sound.

You held your breath and silently blew it from your lips in an attempt to control the heavy breathing. However, the sudden movement of the trees alerted you making your stance defensive once again. Your body lunged forward to begin running once again but that failed as someone held your waist.

“Got you.” You felt the male’s smile through his whisper. “Let me go.” You whispered in a small voice. You desperately wanted to seem unphased but your condition rejected that attempt. “for you to keep looking for people that already left?” Your body froze at his words and it made the man laugh, he was thoroughly entertained. “What man leaves his girl behind to cover his ass and what friends do the same? See, this is why you should’ve just stayed but I guess the grass was ever so slightly greener on the other side.” She felt the cold metal drag up her abdomen to her head. “Tell me, should I end you right here where no one will find you, wait, let me rephrase—where they will find your skeletal remains” He spun you around pulling the handkerchief from his suit and wiping the tears and blood from your face.

“Answer this question and be honest with yourself kitten. Have I ever abandoned you like this?” She bit her lip and a new stream of tears fell. “Monica? Phoenix? Have they ever left you behind injured?” slowly, you shook your head. “But yet, you chose the Koreans over us.” He spat then aimed the gun back at your temple, drawing back the hammer, cocking the gun. “My darling, My kitten hopefully you make it to the pearly white gates and the golden mansions you always spoke about.”

Bare With Me | JJK

Summary: "Just Bare With Me, Please." She whispered as he began to leave.

Amara Cole, also known as America's sweetheart. Her role as one-third of Three Seconds and industry claimed pop princess sky rocketed her career with her long time partner and fellow artist, Daniel Paxton. Well that's until the international golden boy introduced himself.

Come on the journey with Amara, it's going to be an interesting one.

CHAPTERS

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six