Un-Thinkable | Preview [New Series]

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.

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“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.”

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moonlight

pairing: jungkook x female reader

summary: you try to let go, but jeon jungkook comes in sweet, hurricane form

genre/tags: fluff, unrequited love for a very brief minute or two, there's sadness here idk i wrote this in that same state

word count: 1.2 k

a/n: by now you'll notice that i have a penchant for writing seemingly unrequited love and cheesy confessions. i know, it's boring. this is a very short drabble that's nothing special.

In a sea of faces, you are lost.

And only ten minutes before the clock strikes twelve—

—before you have to face another new beginning, but with nothing new about those beginnings.

The drinks continue to flow, the laughter of your family and friends all around, celebrating what has passed and what is to come. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Jungkook heartily laughing with some of your friends from work. His eyes sparkle, his smile charming everyone else in the room.

—especially you. But he doesn’t know that.

Having known Jungkook since you were both ten, things between you two have always been the same— fun, quiet, comforting, platonic. You can’t remember exactly when you started to fall for him. Maybe it was when he tied your shoelaces at twelve before you were about to play your first soccer match. Maybe it was when you were fifteen and he cried with you when you received your first failing grade. Perhaps it was when you were nineteen and drunk on your ass when he took you home and tucked you in. When you woke up the following day, you realized he was lying beside you, his arms caging you in a protective stance, his head rested between your chin and shoulder.

Maybe it was when you were twenty-five and he once said I love you while he was drunk. The following morning, you carefully asked him if he ever remembered anything the night before, to which he nonchalantly replied, “Nothing, you know exactly what alcohol does to me.” You recognize so vividly how deep your heart plummeted to your stomach, how the feeling of hurt crept in, even when you knew you weren’t supposed to feel that way for him.

You also had your fair share of his dating disasters— how he used to clumsily stumble upon one of his trysts with the girl he took home. And even though you couldn’t face him for days after, he never failed to reassure you that it was alright. He was actually the more apologetic one because as he said, he disrupted your privacy. That didn’t exactly make you feel any better.

But that was who Jungkook is— caring, considerate, your best friend. And to him, you are his star, his light, his best friend.

You are jolted out of your reverie when one of your friends asked if you wanted a refill of the champagne you were drinking. You didn’t even notice that you’ve practically emptied the flute already— was this already your third glass? Fourth? Damn.

“You’ve been so out of it since we arrived, ____” your friend observes.

“Oh, yes, I think I am. All those accounts we had to handle the past week must have taken a toll on me,” you lie. “Ah, you’re right, I will never forget all those nights we had to go on overtime. Good thing the clients were satisfied with their books. Otherwise, we might’ve never heard the end of it from the boss.”

You hum in agreement. You weren’t exactly lying. The work you do never really slows down and it wears you out more often than you would like it to, but at the same time, it serves as a temporary distraction.

“Catch you later, babe. I think my boyfriend’s already here,” your friend quips.

“Of course, I’ll catch up with you guys, later.”

“Only five minutes before we enter a new chapter. Happy new year, ____.”

“Happy new year to you too,” you reply, slightly raising your champagne flute.

Just when you were about to return to your own thoughts and misery, Jungkook stands by your side. Both of you overlook the night sky, invaded by the differing heights of skyscrapers and buildings. The stars are kind tonight— they all show up so brightly. Maybe they also wanted to greet the new year as it arrives.

You don’t miss it— the way he shuffles his feet, seemingly pondering on what to say. It’s not an unusual occurrence between the two of you, anyway. You hear his steady breaths as you try to hold onto yours.

“Are you having fun?” Jeongguk asks.

“Of course. The drinks could be better, though. We have better ones back at home,” you smile as Jeongguk chuckles. He takes a swig of his beer.

Three minutes.

“Ready for your new year’s wish?” Jeongguk asks, making you groan. “Oh come on, we do this every year, ____.”

“Yeah and almost all our wishes don’t come true,” you counter. Jeongguk chuckles once more, that melodious laugh of him making your heart pounce and hurt at the same time.

“Our wishes will come true at some point. They have to,” Jeongguk states.

“I wonder when,” you sigh. You place your flute onto the ledge. Your wish has always been the same— well, at least until last year. It has always been the same, stupid wish you personally know won’t come true.

For Jungkook to love you back.

But it seems that Jungkook has never felt the same. It shows because he almost always brings home different women for the night. You are at least thankful for all the overtime you spend at work because at least you can avoid all the awkward sounds. Jungkook has never said or done anything that would make you feel even a sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, he feels the same way about you.

So what makes anything different now?

Two minutes.

“Come on, ____. You can’t back out of tradition now.”

You roll your eyes playfully. Jungkook suddenly takes your hand in his and you notice just now that yours was cold, whereas he was warm. Too warm.

“You and me always, right?” Jungkook looks at you differently this time. It’s softer, more loving than all the other times.

One minute.

You release a breath you didn’t know you were holding. It has been a long time coming, you thought. As much as you love Jungkook with all your heart, loving him was also painful.

And you didn’t know how much more you can take.

Less than sixty seconds. The crowds around you start counting down. You feel Jungkook squeeze your hand tighter.

Ten seconds. And Jungkook continues to look at you, a soft smile on his face.

Zero— people welcome the new year with cheers and booze.

“I wish I knew how to stop being in love with you,” you say, a tear escaping.

Jungkook doesn’t let go of your hand, his eyes still on you. Despite the roars of the crowd around you, all you can hear is silence. It was deafening.

Nervously, you look away and swallow. But you didn’t get the chance to break the awkward silence between you two because he gently turned your face to look at him once more.

And you definitely didn’t expect Jungkook, your best friend of forever, to lean in and kiss you under the fireworks. Your mind couldn’t comprehend what was happening, but your heart knows. And so you gently kiss him back, all apprehension set aside. He feels you relax into his hold and decides to kiss you deeper.

Head in the clouds, the both of you in a kind of bliss that’s both wonderful and frightening. Yet you both continue to revel at the moment, releasing a kind of love that was right there all along.

When you part, Jungkook looks at you so lovingly as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. He kisses your cheek before whispering against your ear— “You don’t have to know, ____. Because I love you, too.”

FOR TONIGHT | JJK

For tonight, I'm yours, so deny the truth. We'll stay behind closed doors. 'Cause all I wanna do is lie with you. Even though it's wrong to lie with you.

Pairing: idol!Jeon Jungkook × Y/N

Genre: Angst, Smut

Word count: 1.9k

Trigger/warning: ANGST, PURE ANGST and some sex. Loll.

Their bodies glistened under the morphing lights and artificial stars. Her nails scratched his back as she listened to his soft grunts and moans in her ear. She stared up at the ceiling, thinking about their position and the way they got to this point.

She’s engaged, her wedding is in three weeks but instead of preparing and celebrating she’s in bed with another man.

He paused at her silence and looked at her, he swept her hair which was stuck to her forehead behind her ear or backward to meet the remaining locs. “What are you thinking about?” She turned to him and did the same before speaking “I shouldn’t have done this, we shouldn’t.” She pushed him from her softly which he obliged. “Y/N” He mumbled and she shook her head. “I’m getting married, I broke my vows and I haven’t even sealed them.” She picked up her ring and he held her hand from looking at it, subconsciously hiding it from his sight once again. “this is just for tonight.” He whispered unconvincingly and picked up her chin. “this is our secret.”

“Jungkook…” She dragged off as he kissed down her neck. “Sh..” He hushed her as he removed her ring from her embrace then intentionally throwing it across the room without a glance. Tears fell down her face and he wiped them away softly “babe.” He whispered, she shook her head and held his face as she kiss him. He held the small of her back, pulling her closer.

He refuse to let her go, literally and metaphorically. He was selfish, territorial, possessive some may put it. Ending their relationship was one of his biggest regrets, he experienced the Pinterest quote he once laughed at, he didn’t realize the love he had for her until she loved someone else.

Their lips broke as she rolled her hip on him, their foreheads touched as they both enjoyed the euphoric feelings they both seemed to only achieve with each other. “I love you.” His voice shook, she shook her head once again. “Y/N, I love you-” She kissed him and he groaned as he felt his climax coming. He tapped her thigh and she got up, but he laid her down and entered her once again. His fingers trailed down to her small nub and began to caress it as he stroked her repeatedly. “Oh God, jungkook.” Her stomach felt tight and she clenched around him.

“Shit.” He exclaimed before pulling out for a moment, replacing his manhood with his fingers. She came undone beneath him and he re-entered her and chased his climax which wasn’t far. His ego boosted as she screamed out his name repeatedly, he came undone in her before collapsing above her. He trembled a bit from his ejaculation and stayed on her chest for a moment.

Y/N stood up and made her way to the bathroom and he heard the toilet flush and the shower running. He laid on his back thinking about ways to make her stay. He can’t let this marriage happen, he refuse for this to be the last night he can ever touch and lay with her.

He watched her appear from the bathroom looking refreshed and dressed. “where the fuck did you throw my ring jungkook.” She turned to him and he shrugged. “Help me find it, I have to go.” “No” She paused and looked at him. “Do you love him?” She glared at him “I do, but I know it sounds hypocritical considering I just slept with you.” He chuckled humorlessly. “you didn’t say you love me back so, I figured.” She exhaled and turned to him. “Why can’t you let me go? If you let me go, I’ll do the same for you.” She vented and he stood up putting on his boxers. “That’s the thing, I don’t want that to happen.”

“jungkook, you broke up with me.” He closed his eyes for a moment then look straight into hers. “Just because I did, doesn’t mean I wanted to. I thought I was doing something that was beneficial for both of us!” he watched as she continued to look for her ring “right, beneficial, it was really beneficial since you got to fuck that bitch without having a guilty conscience.” She chuckled at his shock “yeah, I knew.” His eyes dropped and he shook his head “I’m sorry” he apologized. “why are you apologizing, we broke up. I moved on.” He clenched his jaw again.

“as you said, this was just for tonight.” She kneeled and looked under his clothing drawers, finding it instantly. “I regret my choices.” Y/N stopped all movement as she heard his voice crack once again. “jungkook—” he wiped his face and held the following tear back. “Y/N, please be honest with me. Do you love him…more than me?” "That’s an inappropriate question.” She responded. “why do you need that answer so much?” She added and got no response. “why do you keep redirecting?” He combatted.

She breathed in “I’ll always have love in my heart for you, but….I don’t think that I’m in love with you anymore.” He frowned and nodded “but you are with him.” He wiped his face again as she apologized “your body didn’t just say the same thing Y/N, it didn’t!” “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME JUNGKOOK!” “Stop denying it! I don’t want to leave you Y/N, I refuse to let you go! I refuse to let this end! Especially for someone who can never love you the way you want to be loved!" He argued. "All I want is to be beside you at night, talk about nothing until we’re asleep, I just want to hold you! Take in your scent again! I regret making petty choices with this thought that you’ll always have an excepting arm welcoming me back!” tears fell on both of their faces. “I love you, Y/N and I’m sure if you give me the time, I can get you to love me back. Please, just dont go through with this.”

(This is an open-ending)

CHAPTER FOUR

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.

Chapters: 01 02 03 04

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May 2021

8 PM

"Welcome to the billboard music awards red carpet!" The journalist greeted the live cameras as A-list celebrities past around her in the background. "I have besides me the trio that is taking over the industry! Amara, Emerald and Starr, also known as Three Seconds. "Welcome to your first BBMAs experience ladies, you're performing tonight aren't you." The journalist continued the interview.

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Amara

Alot has happened in the past four years. The scholarship became a blessing to me and my boyfriend. Opportunities arose and were taken by both of us; Emerald came to visit Daniel and I in Britain and all of us were just in the right place at the right time.

Karaoke nights have never been more of a blessing to partake in.

Daniel was approached with an offer to audition for a boy group but instead they made him a soloist and placed myself and Emerald with another female to form an r&b and pop centric girl group.

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The performance of their single from their debut album received a standing ovation. They returned to their seats in their stage outfits as they awaited the results of the category that they are nominated in.

"And the award for billboard's top new artist goes to!!" The announcer opened the enveloped and the words that left her mouth made everything become a blur. "Three Seconds!!" The boom of sudden screams and cheers warmed the hearts of the three females who did the same as they hugged their dates and team.

Their speech was short with the usual messages of thanks to their label, team, family, friends and lovers. They were in disbelief with the award.

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Amara

"I'm bummed they didn't show." Emerald whispered to me as we watched BTS acceptance speech. I turn to her and nodded "well, we finally get to see them. Don't we?" Emerald chuckled and nodded "you damn right." To witness their performance, despite it being virtually due to the pandemic, it was an honor.

The award show came to a close and we all hit greeted the paparazzis for post-show photos and interviews

"Daniel, babe, are you alright?" I notice his silence all night due to the Weeknd beating him in the three categories they were in. "Forget that question, it's ok. We all win some and lose some. We have the AMAs, VMAs and Global, there's so many more achievements you can get in the near future. Besides, everyone knows you're the better performer."

I saw the peak of his smile and hugged him from behind. "Your performance made headlines tonight, trust me, that is way better than the awards that may be rigged to serve indust4 favorites." He turned to me and pouted "babe, you just won your first award." He kissed me and I played with his hair "yeah, it's exciting and an accomplishment. It's contradictory, I know." He laughed and removed his tie.

He approached me okce again as I began to unzip my dress; he assisted me and began kissing my shoulder as he pushed the expensive fabric from my skin. Being left in my underwear, I felt my body be lifted and laid on the bed. "Daniel, I'm still not ready. I'm sorry." He sigh and I covered my face in embarrassment, it's been four years into our relationship and we've never fully made it into home base. I've used ways to keep him pleasured but the way I always fail to submit into him the way I always imagine makes me humiliated.

"It's ok" he mumbled and I bit my lip as so many emotions ran through me. "No, it's not." He held my face and looked me I'm my eyes. "Babe, it's ok." He pecked my forehead and left to the bathroom where I heard the shower turn on.

I collapsed down onto the bed and exhaled as the urge to just fall asleep consumed me. After about five minutes, I hear Danny's voice "babe, I'm done." I nodded and pushed through tiredness to take a hot shower.

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