Yup, He's The Guy Who Bought Me Into The World Of Kdrama, Can't Find The Exit Door But Not Complaining

Yup, he's the guy who bought me into the world of Kdrama, can't find the exit door but not complaining :)

KTH/JJK: Dreamer 3

In which both Taehyung and Jungkook decide that there's enough love for three.

Tags/Warnings: poly, strangers to lovers au, hybrid reader, personal trainer kook, high end clothing label owner&designer tae, mild angst, mentions of (past) homelessness

Additional Chapter Warnings: more cute fluff, little angst

Length: short/mid

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"You like soft fabrics?" Taehyung asks, having noticed that over the course of the past few months of getting ti know you, you've been mostly wearing the colorful fluffy socks Jungkook had bought randomly while coming home from work one day. You nod at the question of the designer sitting next to you, and he nods. "It suits you." He hums more or less in thought, before Jungkook walks in, climbing over the back of the couch to sit on your other side, though he does lean over to give Taehyung a kiss as a hello.

"What's up, kitty." He greets you after that, flicking one of your ears before he relaxes. "God I'm beat today. I honestly just wanna sleep!" He laughs, rubbing his biceps which might still hurt from working out today.

"How about you nap with her while I go sketch out some stuff? I'll order food later." Taehyung suggests, slowly getting up.

"If that's okay with you?" Jungkook asks, before looking at you. "I'll never pass an opportunity to nap with the cuddlebug." He teases, a nickname given due to your growing clinginess with both of them. It's not surprising- they're both lovely people to be around, very kind and caring, both to each other but also with you.

Though it does confuse you a lot.

You know that Taehyung and Jungkook are partners, both platonically and romantically. Still, both of them seem very open about their attraction to you, in their own ways- something that makes you wonder what they reay want. They've been nothing but nice to you until now. Surely they must want something back from you.

To you're here for pleasure? Then why does no one ask you about it?

It's odd.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" Jungkook asks, pointing a finger at your forehead before tracing it down over the bridge of your nose, staying at the tip before bringing his hand back down away from you and into his lap. "You're more quiet than usual." He mumbles.

"I'm.. still not sure what you want from me." You say, looking at him. "Surely it can't just be.. platonic company and occasionally playing doll for Taehyung." You question, and Jungkooks eyes widen for a split second. "I'm unsure what you want me to do. Is sleeping with me an.. innuendo for sex, and I'm not getting it?" You ask, and he shakes his head.

"Absolutely not- I'm sorry if it ever felt that way." He apologizes turning towards you. "You're not really here for anything, really."

"But then why have me here?" You ask, frustrated.

"Do you not want to be here?" Taehyung asks, walking back into the living room having heard the discussion. "If you don't want to be here, you're free to leave."

"Taehyung.." Jungkook asks softly, unsure if his partner is actually serious. They can't just throw you back out like that.

"Its not.. I'm just confused." You sigh, pulling your legs close before wrapping your arms around them. "You act.. sometimes you act towards me like you do towards each other." You mumble, and that's when it clicks.

"Oh.." Jungkook laughs, heart lighter now that he knows it's 'just' that.

"Well, that's because we like you similar to how we like each other. You could even call it a crush, if you want." The oldest shrugs with no shame, leaving Jungkooks to his his face in his palm, unable to hide his shyness compared to his boyfriend.

"I- uh.." you stutter, ears pinned back as your cheeks flush red at those bold words.

"Of course, if you don't feel the same or it makes you uncomfortable, we can easily stop and leave it at that. We won't kick you out just because you don't like us that way." Taehyung makes sure to emphasize, folding a blanket before he places it on one side of the couch.

"What if I'm.. breaking you two apart?" You quietly worry, and its Jungkooks hand now on your back that tries to reassure you.

"You won't. We're not that easy to pull apart, trust me." He smiles, and at that, you sigh.

"What now?" Taehyung chuckles at your frustrated face, watching you.

"Nothing." You huff, before letting yourself fall onto the couch, face first into the neatly folded blanket.

"Well.. that's one way to give an answer." Jungkoom laughs, swatting at your tail that's been swaying in his face.

"I'd say give her some time to think about it." Taehyung shrugs, though he seems optimistic about it all.

Jungkook ends up following Taehyung for a nap into the bedroom- and all seems done and over with, until a quiet cat hybrid sneaks between them bothtail curling around Jungkooks wrist while your hands hold Taehyungs.

And with your eyes closed and quiet purrs, you don't notice the lovestruck smiles on the guys faces as they watch you sleep-

Your silent answer very much loud and clear.

Oh my god this fic was soooo adorable TT TT

mother knows best | 15

— drabble 15 ; mother knows best —

pairing | ot7 x female reader (platonic), ot7 moms & female reader

summary | being the only woman in a friend group with seven men automatically makes you the love interest in seven mothers’ wistful romantic stories. though your relationship with the guys remains completely platonic, the marriage fantasy their moms frequently project onto you and their sons has them coming up with all sorts of shenanigans to make you their daughter-in-law. mother knows best, you suppose.

warnings | overbearing moms, attempts at humor, platonic, slice of life au, for this drabble, touches on a minor character’s death, bittersweet tones, series finale yall :(

note | this is it!! we’ve come full circle guys!!! :’< i can’t believe we’re at the finale now oh my. to be frank, i have rough plot points for a continuation to this fic but who knows when i’ll be able to write that? lmao it’s not at the top of my priorities rn but anyways, thank you so much for reading and following along our mkb gang <3 until the next antic! love u all sm!!!!

series index | general masterlist

On days like these, the grass always looks greener, the breeze always feels gentler, and the sun always shines brighter.

Tracing the dips and curves of the letters that spell out your mother’s name, you find that out of all the times you visited her grave before, this is one of the rare few when the faint tugging in your heart feels more hopeful than painful. In the corner of your eye, you see your father’s figure as he lingers by a bench not too far from you in an effort to give you some much needed alone time with your mother.

Directing your attention back to her gravestone, you give a bittersweet smile as you remember the reason why you’re here today. “You probably already know why I’m here, Eomma,” you say before taking a deep breath. “I’m leaving today.”

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R U Mine, BunBun? | JJK

PAIRING: Boyfriend!Jungkook x Fem!reader

RATING/GENRE: 18+, college AU, established relationship, angst, smut, fluff

WC: 12k

WARNINGS: Alright, so here's what we've got: Strong af Jungkook, boyfriend material Jungkook x100, BunBun, fingering in the bathtub, handjob in the bathtub, nipple play, overprotective bf Jungkook, CALVIN KLEIN JK 🫡, doggystyle, spanking, multiple orgasms, sub!reader dom!Jk, creampie, "Like this? Huh? Love this?”, major character development for Jungkook <3, he got a tattoo for her🥺, mommy Jihyo, Taehyung trying to be funny, Jennie always being right.

SYNOPSIS: Moving in with Jungkook brings its challenges, and to make things even more complicated, Jisung, one of your closest friends, has been acting weird lately. Just as you're starting to worry that your friendship might be in trouble, Jisung shows up uninvited with some news that leaves you reeling. You're not sure how to react or even how to feel. You love Jungkook, but Jisung has been a constant presence in your life for so long.

Will you really just let go of that friendship without a fight? You're not sure what the future holds, but one thing is certain: life is about to get a lot more complicated.

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“Stop carrying the heavy boxes, bun-bun. I told you to take a break,”

Jungkook mockingly scolds you, amused by your stubbornness as he watches you place down yet another one of the heavy boxes inside the apartment.

Standing there, he observes your efforts to stabilize yourself after setting down the heavy box. He seems to find your struggling cute and even goes so far as to give your cheek an affectionate pinch once you finally manage to balance.

Jungkook's looks good, with a striking resemblance to a professional runway model every single day, he's ready to grace the pages of any top-tier fashion magazine—maybe Vogue or GQ. With his chiselled features and unique sense of style, it's no wonder why he has the confidence of one.

"Bun" he tries to catch your attention back to him, making your eyes look up with a glimmer.

“But,” you argue, panting heavily. You had hired people to help you with the move, but part of you still wanted to do it all yourself. “we've only got like 10 boxes left. It'll be easy work.” You pout.

Jungkook rolls his eyes and shakes his head, teasingly. “You know, you don't have to do everything alone. That's what I'm there for, right?” he says, trying to convince you to take a break for a moment.

You sighed deeply, feeling a sense of frustration wash over you. You knew deep down that he was right, but it still felt like you needed to prove yourself. It was almost as if you were forcing him to do these things, even though that wasn't the case at all.

As you watched him brush back his sweaty black hair, you couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. It was always impressive how he seemed to effortlessly take charge of the situation while you struggled to keep up. But then again, maybe it's not just about physical strength. Maybe he has a natural talent for these kind of challenges.

"Fine, you wanna help?" he chuckled, turning to face you.

You nodded, excited to get an opportunity to 'prove' yourself.

Watching as he thanked another worker for bringing up a box full of your kitchen utensils he smiles at you "Go and call Taehyung and Jihyo and ask them when they'll be here," he chuckles when you pout "Don't worry I'll be fine with the rest"

You nodded, feeling a newfound sense of purpose; calling up the people that promised not to be late and show up at exactly 8 am to help. It was now 9.

You had been waiting for Jihyo's arrival all day, knowing her and Jennie were one of the only people that could calm you in stressful situations like these—besides Jungkook, of course.

“They'll be here any minute now” you say as you pass Jungkook, ready to grab another box that was probably twice your weight.

Your boyfriend looked at you with a mixture of concern and annoyance. He knew that you had a tendency to push yourself too hard, and he didn't want you to hurt yourself. "Not so fast, bun," he said, his tattooed hand coming to rest on your waist. "I said no more heavy stuff. Let me take that for you."

You hesitated for a moment, torn between your ego and Jungkook's wishes. Ultimately, you knew that he was right. You handed him the box and watched as he easily lifted it onto his shoulder.

Sitting on the cold floor, watching as Jungkook places down another smaller box—his workout stuff, your stomach growls a bit.

"How many more?" you ask, curious about when youd be able to have lunch.

"I think 2 or 3?, but I'm not entirely sure. We should be done soon," he said, exhaling deeply.

"Take a look into that blue box over there. My mom packed us a bunch of food for today. Maybe youll find something that you like." Jungkook gestured towards the box in the corner of the room.

"You don't have to wait for me. If you're feeling hungry, eat."

Nodding you stand up, walking to the cooling box; it was filled with an array of delicious treats, ranging from sandwiches to fruit to chips. You could tell that Jungkook's mom had put a lot of thought and care into packing the food, ensuring that there was something for everyone—even those weird protein muffins Jungkook loved to snack on before work.

-

“Man this is nice” Taehyung sighs as he sits down on the sofa you guys—him and Jungkook—build up.

It was around noon when you finally finished unboxing the most important items for your new home and as you looked around, you realized that there was still so much more to do.

“guess who chose it, give you a tip; it wasn't Jungkook” Smiling, you wink, crossing your arms.

"I know," Taehyung replies. "And it's all thanks to our teamwork. Aka me and Jungkook doing the dirty work while you two." He points at his girlfriend then you, "stood there and chitchatted.”

Taehyung was feeling particularly proud of himself and his work, given that he rarely did anything to help you or Jungkook, preferring to sit down and relax.

"Come on, don't act too proud," You decide to have some fun and tease Taehyung a bit. "I was working just as hard as everyone else. I remember me and Jihyo being the ones to make you guys snacks earlier"

Hitting his friend, Jungkook gives Taehyung a glare. "Of course you were," Taehyung says looking at you, surprised by your sudden outburst. realizing his mistake. "I didn't mean that you weren't doing your fair share of the work. I was just joking around."

You nod, laughing a bit. "It's okay," you say, "I just wanted to make sure that our efforts were acknowledged." You wink, giggling along with Jihyo when you saw the panic on her boyfriend's face.

Jungkook smiles, "Of course they are. We couldn't have done it without you." He puts his arm around you, "You guys are an important part of the team, bun-bun"

As Jungkook runs his hand up and down your thigh, you can feel the warmth of his touch spreading through your body, tattooed hand just looking way to good on top of your skin.

When you lean in for a quick peck, savouring the moment, Jihyo interrupts, sitting up and taking Taehyung's hand, a smile on her face. "We should go," she says, breaking the moment between you and Jungkook, making you giggle.

"Don't stress too much about the move. Take your time and make sure to get everything in order. Moving can be a hastle" she says from experience, "but it's important to stay organized and prioritize your needs, especiallyyou y/n, I know you"

You take her words to heart and feel happy for her support. You're reminded of all the times she's been there for you and how much you love hanging out with her "Will do, mommy," you say with a playful tone, returning her wink. You and her share a warm smile before Taehyung chimes in, "Right, we're leaving then before your girlfriend steals mine, and we're both homeless."

You chuckle at his comment, thanking them once again for coming and helping giving Jihyo a big hug.

Taehyung and Jungkook join in, creating a group hug, and Jihyo is dragged along with her boyfriend as they leave.

-

"What's up with you huh?" Jennie inquires with a curious tone, her head slowly lifting from her phone as you both sit on the only piece of furniture in the new home you now share with Jungkook.

She glances around the room, taking in the blank walls and the empty bookshelves—ready to be filled with your collection of all versions of Harry Potter books.

As she does so, you notice the sunlight filtering through the window and casting a warm glow on the floor. You and Jungkook have a lot of work to do to make this space feel like home.

You shrug your shoulders and let out a deep sigh. "It's just that I'm feeling a bit lonely lately," you say, adjusting your position on the grey velvet couch.

"I miss our old place and the familiarity of the old neighbourhood. I didn't know moving to a new place can be this overwhelming sometimes, you know?" You pause for a moment, lost in thought. "And to make matters worse, Jisung hasn't contacted me since the move. It's not that it's super important, but we usually text about everything. I just hope he's doing okay-" you trail off

"And that our friendship isn't fading away or something." You sigh, staring out the window at the unfamiliar surroundings. "I guess I just need some time to adjust.”

Jennie sits up, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders. She quirks her head, studying you with a concerned expression. “You shouldn't worry too much honey. I'm sure he's just busy with his girlfriend or whatever,” she says reassuringly, her voice soft and gentle.

She pauses for a moment, her gaze still fixed on you. “But if you need someone to talk to, I'm always here for you. I know it can be tough dealing with all this pressure” She reaches out and takes your hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. “You don't have to go through this alone” She smiles, her eyes warm and kind, and hits your shoulder playfully. “And hey, if worse comes to worst, we can always go out and have some fun to take your mind off things!” ah there she was, the old Jennie.

“I don't think I have the energy to go out and party after moving” you sigh, leaning back on the sofa and closing your eyes.

The move had been exhausting, and your body ached from all the heavy lifting. You couldn't imagine going out and socializing, not when all you wanted was to relax and unwind. “We should prepare dinner or something, I'm bored and hungry,” you suggest.

Cooking had always been a way for you to destress, and the thought of chopping vegetables and stirring pots was oddly comforting. Plus, you were excited to try out the new kitchen in your new home. Who knew what creations you could whip up with all of the extra counter space?

As you start to brainstorm meal ideas with Jennie, you can feel your energy returning, thoughts about Jisung fading and you realize that maybe a quiet night in is exactly what you need after all.

"So, girl, tell me," Jennie speaks up as she snacks on the carrots you were cutting, doing the exact opposite of helping, but you didn't mind. "Any drama with Jungkook since moving in?" She raises a brow, looking at you expectantly.

"Why do you think so?" you laugh, quirking a brow.

You remember the early days of your relationship, when every disagreement felt like a literal personal attack. But now, after almost a year together, you've learned to communicate more 'effectively'. Still, you're not immune to the occasional disagreement.

"I mean, we've had a couple of small arguments here and there, but nothing major," you reply with a shrug. "Just the occasional 'i want this here but he thinks it looks better over there' kinda thing,” you say smiling.

"But overall, we're doing great and really enjoying each other's company, especially since we didn't have much time to see each other these last few weeks" You smile, remembering the cute moments you've already shared with Jungkook in your new 'naked' home.

“I don't know, Jungkook just seems a bit sensitive sometimes” Jennie shakes her head, thinking back to the time he punched Jisung on the camping trip. “Still holding a grudge?” You laugh, remembering the way Jisung's nose bled for a good ten minutes afterwards.

“Well, I can't really blame him for that, though. Jisung was really annoying the whole trip, and Jungkook had been dealing with a lot of emotions. Plus, he apologized afterwards and even offered to pay for Jisung's medical bills. But I guess it's safe to say he regrets it.” Jennie adds rolling her eyes.

You shake your head. "Jisung was never annoying. If anything, he was confused"

As you continue to stir the veggies in the pan, you think for a second before adding; "Anyway, Jungkook has been more emotional lately. He's been working long hours at his job and has been struggling to balance that with his personal life." You try to reason. You can definitely tell how much this relationship has changed him for good—not that he was a bad person before—but he is definitely learning to act more with his heart rather than fists.

"You know that Jungkook is an incredibly kind person at heart. He always goes out of his way to help those around him and has been a consistently wonderful friend to you throughout the years." You understand that Jennie may have some reservations about him, but it's important to remember that he's not just your boyfriend—he's also someone who genuinely cares for you and wants to see you happy, always.

And while it's true that there's always a risk of getting hurt in any relationship, you truly believe that the love and support you share with Jungkook is one to keep.

“You know I will never like anyone who's dating you, bestie, no one will ever be good enough for you” Jennie says playfully as she takes a bite of her snack.

She has always been protective of you, and it’s one of the many things you love about her. You chuckle and shake your head, knowing that you would be the same way if the tables were turned.

You both stay in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying each other's company.

"Jennie, would you mind passing me the sa-"

You're unable to complete the sentence as you gaze at the person behind Jennie, holding a bouquet of chocolates and a smile on his face. The sight of him brings a smile to yours, and you feel happy to see him finally home after his almost 10-hour shift at his dad's company. It must have been a long and tiring day for him, but he still managed to bring home a sweet gift for you.

"Kook"

-

Jungkook places another load of rose scented foam on your head, and you can't help but giggle. You enjoy the scent and the feeling of the foam on your hair, but Jungkook seems to be going overboard. "Okay, okay, stop," you say, trying to contain your laughter. "Don't want to look too cute," he says teasingly, pulling out his phone to take a picture. As Jungkook continues to 'style' your hair, you can't help but feel grateful for his attention and care. You never knew you'd missed him this much until now, since the past few weeks have just been 'moving moving moving.'

You let out a content sigh as the warm water enveloped your body, soothing your tired muscles. You couldn't help but appreciate the serenity of this moment, with the soft glow of the candles flickering in the background and the scent of roses filling the air. Jungkook was humming a tune, his eyes closed in relaxation. You couldn't help but marvel at how blessed you were.

As you basked in the warmth of the bath, you couldn't help but think about how much your relationship with Jungkook has grown over time. You remember the first time you met, feeling nervous and excited at the same time. You both started out as friends—but it quickly became clear that there was something special between you. There were some bumps in the road, of course, like the time you had your first big argument over none other than Jisung. But you worked through it together, and it only made your bond stronger.

Moments like this, where you can just relax and enjoy each other's company, make you feel grateful for having Jungkook in your life.

"What are you thinking about?" Jungkook's low voice broke you out of your reverie, making you smile up at him, reaching to boop his nose. "Us," you replied, feeling a warm flush creep up your cheeks. "I can't help but wonder about what's in store for us, about where our paths will take us." You took a deep breath, trying to put your thoughts into words. "Sometimes it feels like we're moving so fast, like everything is happening all at once. But then there are moments like this, when we can just be together and enjoy each other's company, that makes me feel like everything is going to be okay."

You leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder, feeling a mix of emotions. You couldn't help but feel a little insecure, despite how strong your relationship with Jungkook was. You had been through so much together, but you still had fears. That's why you had to ask him the question that was weighing on your mind: "You won't ever leave me, right?"

Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise as he sat up in the bathtub, his arms around you protectively; He could sense your worry. "Hey, of course not," he said, his voice calm and reassuring. "I'm not going anywhere. We're together, okay?"

You felt a sense of relief wash over you as you rested your head back on his inked chest. "Good, cause I love you too much"

“And I love you” Jungkook's hand found your chin, lifting it so you'd look at him. His deep brown eyes were full of emotion as he spoke. “So much, more than anything else in this world,” he says, his thumb gently stroking your cheek.

You nod, of course, you believe him, but you also knew that recent events with Jisung had left him feeling insecure about the relationship between you and him.

"I know what happened with Jisung was hard for you. But you have to trust me when I say that there is nothing between us. You are the only person I want to be with now and forever,” you sincerely say, looking back at him with so much love. As you sit there, looking into his eyes, you remember all the good times you two have shared together. You remember the way he likes to tickle you and make you laugh so hard, you could barely breathe. You love how he holds you tightly in his arms, making you feel safe and secure.

"I still have so much more love to give," you continue, feeling your heart swell with emotion. "It's like my chest feels like it's going to burst with all this love. I want to share my life with you, to grow old with you, to have children with you. I want to travel the world with you, to experience new things, and to create unforgettable memories together. I want to be your best friend, your lover, your partner in crime. I want to be the one who makes you laugh, who wipes away those tears you hide from me, who holds your hand when you need it the most." You pause, taking a deep breath, and look down shyly, feeling vulnerable but also empowered by your words. "You get what I mean?" you ask, hoping he understands the depth of your feelings.

Nodding, he looks deeply into your eyes, whispering softly, "You're the one that I've been searching for my entire life. It's as if I knew it all along, but I never realized it until now." He shakes his head. He must sound crazy "You complete me in a way that no one else ever could. I feel it in every fibre of my being." But the sincerity in his voice was unmistakable, and the way he held onto you made you feel safe and loved.

"Love you"

"Love you, Bun"

Your heart begins to race as he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tender kiss. You lose yourself in the moment, savouring the sensation of his plush, wet lips against yours. As you respond to his kiss, he pulls you closer, holding you tight in his embrace. Slowly, he guides you to sit on his lap in the bathtub, the warm water enveloping you both. You feel the water sloshing around you as he wraps his arms around you, his lips never leaving yours. You close your eyes and give in to the pleasure of the moment, lost in his embrace.

As you kiss him back, you feel his tongue slip in with ease, and you can't help but let out a soft moan. The passion between you two is palpable, and you feel your heart racing in your chest. You realize that this moment is not just special but very intimate. You want to savour every second of it to etch it into your memory forever.

You run your hands along his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin against your fingertips, and you can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. In this moment, you are lost in the sensation of being with someone you care about deeply, and nothing else matters.

Jungkook leans in to deepen the kiss, his hands reaching to touch your skin. You feel his warm breath on your neck as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear. Wrapping your arms around him, pulling him closer, and he responds by tangling his fingers in your hair. The passion between you intensifies as you both give in to your desires. Jungkook breaks away from the kiss, looking into your eyes with a longing expression. "I want you so much," he says, his voice husky with desire. "Let me make love to you"

As he moves his fingers towards your entrance, you can feel a tingle of anticipation that races through your body. As he slowly begins to rub it, you find yourself moaning in response to his touch. His fingers continue to move in that slow and deliberate manner, coaxing even more moans from deep within you. You can feel yourself getting lost in the moment, your body responding to his every move. And as you look up at him with desire in your eyes, he smiles knowingly, aware of the power he holds over you.

"Kook," you sigh as he trails his fingers over your breasts. He leans in to kiss you again, his forehead pressing against yours. You want him so badly, your body aching for his touch.

As he finds your clit, you moan with pleasure, arching your back and pressing yourself closer to him. "Like this?" You can feel his hard length against you, and it only makes you want him more. You wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer as he continues to pleasure you. You know you're close, so close to the edge, and you can't help but cry out his name as you come undone in his arms. "Oh my -"

Your hand wanders down to his bulge, feeling the hardness beneath the water. Jungkook lets out a sigh of pleasure as you begin to rub him "fuck, Bun-" You can feel his cock twitching beneath your touch, aching to be in you.

You lean back against the tub, the warm water enveloping your body as you continue to tease and stroke him. You can feel the growing tension in his body, his muscles becoming taut and his breathing quickening. You know it won't be long before he's overcome with desire, his body pounding into yours with a passionate intensity.

You feel a sense of contentment and closeness wash over you as he reaches out to tug a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "You're so good to me," he groans, his voice filled with love.

"Am I doing good?" you ask, your voice trembling with excitement as you cup his balls and bite your lip. Jungkook nods eagerly, his body tense with pleasure as he fights to hold back his orgasm.

You can feel his member pulsing in your hand as you continue to stroke him, the sensations sending shivers down your spine. You begin to move your mouth to his ear, whispering sweet nothings as you tease him with your fingers. Jungkook's breath hitches as you apply just the right amount of pressure, his moans filling the air.

You can feel your own arousal building up again as you watch him lose control, his body writhing beneath you. "Fuck!" He yells, biting his lip almost drawing blood. "Fuck that was good" he moans, kissing you and holding you close.

Feeling exhausted from your little funtime you whisper, "I'm tired now," to which Jungkook chuckles before wrapping you up in a fluffy towel and guiding you into a cozy set of clothes.

The soft cotton material of the clothes feels comforting against your skin, and you can't help but sigh out in happiness.

"You're mine, Bun Bun," he whispers as he hugs you close to him, staring at you through the mirror. "And you're mine"

-

You slowly opened your eyes to the sound of Jungkook's soft voice saying, "Wake up, I made you breakfast." You couldn't help but smile at the sight; it was definitely a sweet gesture to have breakfast in bed, it's something you rarely did cause Jungkook hated having to clean the sheets after.

"Breakfast in bed? You're setting your standards too high, my love," you tease with a smile, as he gives a wink. "Anything for my bun, you made dinner for me yesterday so i thought id repay you" You take the tray from him and place it on your lap, admiring the spread of fresh fruit, warm pancakes, and steaming coffee.

You can't help but wonder how he managed to put together such a beautiful meal. You can definitely picture him spending hours scouring the internet for the perfect recipe and then meticulously followed each step, making sure every detail was just right.

You take a sip of the coffee and savour the rich, smooth flavour.

"Join me" you say as you reach for a strawberry and place it in your mouth, feeling the burst of sweetness on your tongue.

“How'd you sleep? Better than yesterday?” Jungkook asks as he sits next to you, his fingers reaching out to pluck a strawberry from the bowl. You nod, feeling the warm weight of his hand at your waist. Sitting here with him, you can't help but feel content.

Yesterday had been rough, having to unpack with the help of Jennie while Jungkook went to work. You ended up talking more than unpacking.

"We still have to unpack the bathroom stuff, all my bodycreams and facesmasks-"

"Well go slow today, thers no rush" Jungkook stops you from rambling. Now, as you sit together, the fruity scent of berries fills your nose and you turn to look at Jungkook again, taking in his handsome features; His hair is tousled and messy, and he's wearing black Calvin Klein shirt and boxers. You can't help but admire the way he looks. His lips are still pouty, and you feel a flutter of anticipation in your stomach.

"Kiss?" You ask, leaning into him and rubbing your nose against his cheek before pressing a peck to it.

Jungkook's eyes sparkle as he chuckles, and he gently angles your face towards his own, gazing into your eyes with an intensity that takes your breath away. As his lips meet yours, you feel a rush of warmth and sweetness flood through you, the taste of strawberries mingling with the softness of his mouth. You lose yourself in the moment, feeling his arms wrap tightly around you as he deepens the kiss, exploring every inch of your mouth.

"Eat up," he whispers before digging in himself.

-

“You know, why don't we take a day off today? With the packing and stuff?” Jungkook speaks up, catching your attention. "We've been working hard for the past few days, and we could use a break. Besides, we've been doing more than enough, and we could just finish the bathroom today and then take the rest of the day off." he suggests, finishing his last bite.

You raise a brow at first, unsure of the idea of taking a break. But then, you think of how exhausted you actually were. You had been working almosy non-stop for the past few days, and you needed to take a break. You could use the time to recharge and come back fresh for the next few days. "Okay sure," you agree, feeling relieved at the thought of taking a break and not having to move a single muscle.

Jungkook nods in agreement, a small smile forming on his face. "Great! We can spend the day at home, relaxing and doing nothing. We could even catch up on some One Piece episodes," he suggests, already excited for the day ahead. "Sure babe" you laugh, more excited at the fact that he's excited.

Poor guy hasn't caught a break ever since starting to work at his dad's company, the pressure just being so much for one person to handle yet Jungkook always managed to surprise you again and again with how he held up.

-

You find yourself in the partly empty living room a few hours later, as the afternoon sun filtered through the windows. Jungkook had made his way into the kitchen, preparing some snacks as you got comfortable on the couch to watch some show.

As you settled into the cushions, flipping through the channels, Jungkook emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn, pretzels, and sliced cheese and fruit. "Thought you might get hungry during the marathon," he said with a smile, placing the bowl on the coffee table in front of you.

"You know me so well," you replied, grabbing a handful of popcorn and pretzels. Jungkook laughed, sitting down beside you on the couch as you decided on something to watch.

As you sit on your couch, watching love Island with little thought, your attention is suddenly drawn to the sound of a notification, eyes quickly darting to your phone screen, seeing that it is a message from none other than Jisung.

Oh

You feel a sense of excitement as you open the message, happy to finally hear from him after such a long time. You'd messaged him before, just telling him how the move was going, but you'd stopped once he also stopped replying.

Maybe he has some exciting news to share, or he wants to make plans to visit. Whatever the case may be, you are eager to see what he has to say.

But you furrow your brows and quickly lock your phone once Jungkook shifts next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, knowing he'll be somewhat bothered by it. "What's wrong"

Uhm

You hesitate for a moment before answering, "It's just a text from Jisung." You feel your heart racing as Jungkook looks at you, waiting for you to continue. You remember the last time you saw Jisung, how his eyes were sadder than usual, and how he kept fidgeting with his hands. You knew something was bothering him. "He hadn't texted me in a while," you finally say, not wanting to reveal too much. You think about Jisung's last text, how he seemed more distant than usual.

Jungkook just hums, turning back to the show on the TV, not letting the topic of Jisung get to him this time. You open the text message after a few minutes, also seeing the last few messages you wrote him;

You; hey! Just got to the place, it's so empty🫨

You: Move is going well! We just got the last few pieces of furniture :)

3 days ago

Delivered

Han😎; I'm in trouble

Han😎; do you mind if I spend a few nights at yours?

Today 4;32 pm

What? What does he mean he's in trouble?

You; hey! What do you mean? Is everything okay?

Today 4;35 pm

Han😎; I may or may have gotten myself kicked out of school for 3 weeks

Today 4;36 pm

You gasp, covering your mouth in shock, "What happened?!" Jungkook looks at you with concern, taking your face in his hands and analyzing it for any signs of injury.

You can only shake your head "nothings wrong", but your mind is still reeling from the news. Jisung, one of the smartest people you know—no offence to Jungkook—, got expelled out of college.

You can hardly believe it, and you wonder what could have led to this drastic action. Jisung must've done something really bad for the school to just expell him like that.

“I'm gonna call him” you say after a few moments of silence, sitting up straight and dialling his number, putting him on loudspeaker because of your hands shaking so much.

Finally, he answers the phone, and you can hear the nervousness in his voice. "Y/n". You turn to look at Jungkook, who has turned off the TV and is rubbing your back. You feel a sense of gratitude towards him, knowing that he's there for you.

"Jisung what the fuck happened" you ponder.

For a moment, there's nothing

“I- I was caught selling exam answers to students” he admits after a while, and as you hear him sigh over the phone, your eyes widen. “You did what? Jisung, that's illegal. You're happy you only got expelled for a few weeks rather than kicked out!” You almost yell, feeling a mix of shock, anger, and disappointment. You can't imagine how much trouble Jisung could have gotten into if he had been caught by the authorities.

“I know” Jisung says, sounding dejected. “My parents aren't happy and told me to sleep at a friend's house this weekend cause they're so disappointed” he continues, sounding like he is at the end of his wits.

You feel sorry for him, knowing how much he must be going through emotionally.

“Yeah, what about your girlfriend” you ask, sensing there might be more to the story. Jisung shakes his head over the phone, although you can't see him. “Shes- we kind of got into a fight a few days ago- anyway, is it okay if I stay at yours?” he asks, sounding hesitant.

You think about it for a moment, knowing it might not be the best idea to let him stay with you but also feeling like he needs someone to talk to and support him through this tough time.

Looking at Jungkook he shakes his head.

"Yes, you can stay with us"

-

You pause, considering your options. "I don't know," you say finally. "I just can't let him sleep on the streets." You glance over at Jungkook, who looks worried. You can't blame him - you've had some difficult conversations about Jisung in the past. But this time, it feels different. You're living together now, and you can't just make decisions without him.

“Yes, you can?” He yells out, frowning and rubbing a hand over his face. “What if this is one of his tactics to get you away from me again? Have you thought about that?” he argues

"I understand your concern, Kook" you say, trying to keep your voice even. "But I don't think he's trying to get me away from you. He's just... in a tough spot right now." You take a deep breath, thinking about what you can do to help Jisung.

Jungkook nods, still looking worried but a little more understanding. "Fucking- fine," he says. "But don't expect me to play all nice with him, fucking hate his guts" he murmurs.

Although there was no reason for his concern right now, you understood where he was coming from. The anxiety of waiting for something can be overwhelming, especially when it involves you and Jisung. You could see the worry etched on Jungkook's face as he leaned against the kitchen counter, his mind preoccupied with the situation. "2 days," he tells you, his voice heavy with anger, "2 days and then he's out."

You nod, “two days”. You take a deep breath and hug him tightly, feeling the warmth of his embrace. “I'm sorry”, you whisper, your voice cracking with emotion.

You know that this won't be easy. “I'm doing this for you”, he reminds you, his voice soft and gentle. “Just this once”, he adds, his eyes meeting yours with a look of understanding. You know that he's right, and you're grateful for his support. With a smile, you pull away from him.

God you feel like the biggest bitch right now.

-

“Go on, you can yell at me” you say, covering your face with your hands as Jennie sits beside you on the bed. You look at her with pleading eyes, hoping for some sort of understanding. Jennie takes a sip of her tea, thinking about how to respond.

After a moment, she says, “Yeah, you're a bitch for that honey, sorry, but Jungkook has a valid reason not to want that.” You nod in agreement, knowing that what she says is true. But still, you can't help but feel guilty.

“I know, fuck I know but I just felt so bad,” you cry out. You explain to Jennie how you were the one who told Jisung about boundaries and now you're the first to break them. Jennie listens attentively, nodding along.

“Well, it's okay to make mistakes,” she says. “Nobody's perfect. You just have to learn from them and try not to make the same mistake twice.” You nod, feeling a little better.

Jennie continues, “Maybe you can talk to Jungkook and apologize—i know you already did but‐ you can never apologise too much sometimes. Tell him that you understand his perspective and that you'll try to be more considerate in the future. Or some shit, i dont know. I've never been in a relationship”

“Thanks, Jen,” you say, feeling grateful for her advice. “I'll do that.” You get up from the bed, feeling a little lighter. You know that you still have a lot of work to do to make things right, but at least now you have a plan.

Jennie nods empathetically. "Anyway, back to my boy drama, remember that guy Chan I told you about?...-" She starts trailing off

-

You woke up to a beautiful Sunday morning, and as you looked over at Jungkook, you couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions. "Morning baby," You whispered into his ear, in a soft and sensual tone, enjoying the way the words rolled off your tongue.

Jungkook slowly began to stir awake, his eyes still closed. You knew he was trying to savour what little time he had left in bed before the day would really begin. You couldn't blame him, you felt the same way.

As you both lay there, you couldn't help but think about how much he deserved this day off. Work had been hectic for him and you were excited to spend some quality time together. However, the excitement was bittersweet as you knew Jisung would be coming over in just three short hours.

"Mmm, morning bun," Jungkook grumpily replied, still half asleep. You couldn't help but chuckle at his response, finding it endearing how he always came up with the silliest nicknames for you. You knew that his grumpiness wouldn't last long, especially once he realized that he had the whole day ahead of him to spend with you... and Jisung.

You gaze at him, admiring his handsome features and the way the sunlight hits his face. A smile slowly spreads across your face as you reach over to caress his soft, unshaven jaw, feeling the slight stumbles of hair.

"How'd you sleep?" You murmur against his neck, savouring the scent of his worn off cologne taking a moment to appreciate the way his body feels next to yours and the warmth that emanates from his skin.

Jungkook's hand gives your ass a gentle squeeze, causing you to shift in his arms. You can't help but smile at his PDA, knowing that he's always been like this. "Like a baby," he answers, finally opening his eyes and looking at you.

"You?" he asks, leaning up to kiss your temple. You take a deep breath, feeling a knot form in your stomach. "Can I be honest?" you respond, unsure of how he'll react. "Always," he answers, his eyes locked onto yours.

"I'm nervous about today," you confess, your voice barely above a whisper. "Me and Jisung's friendship hasn't been the same since he left, and I know it's going to be weird having him here." You pause for a moment, gathering your thoughts. "I just don't want things to be awkward between us. He was-is my best friend, and I don't want to lose that."

Jungkook nods, his expression understanding. "I get it," he says, his hand rubbing circles on your back. "But you don't have to worry about anything. I'll be here with you," He gives you a reassuring smile, "You don't have to be alone with him if you don't want to bun"

You nod, "I know," and lean back against his naked chest, enjoying the moment. You both cuddle in silence for a few more minutes, savoring the intimate moment and as you lie there, you know how safe you are in his embrace.

Taking a deep breath, you gently readjust yourself, now fully lying on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breath beneath you. You become more aware of your surroundings, noticing the way the sun goes up, casting a warm glow on your skin.

You start to feel a sense of vulnerability, but it's a vulnerability that you're willing to embrace because you trust him. You trust Jungkook. You feel at ease and at home in his arms.

You can feel his privates against yours when you grind against him. He groans out, and you can't help but chuckle at the sound. "Stop playing with my dick," he moans, slapping your ass and giving it a nice hard squeeze.

You pout and sit up, your palms resting on his chest, taking a moment to admire his toned body, the way his muscles ripple under your touch. You feel a sudden wave of pleasure wash over you, and you can't help but speak your mind. "I'm so horny right now," you say, biting your lip as you look into his eyes. He smirks at you, clearly pleased with your confession. "Don't worry," he says, pulling you back down onto his chest. "I've got you.”

-

You were completely lost in the moment, as Jungkook pounded you from behind, using one hand on your hip while the other played with your chest, leaving no part of your body unattended. "Damn"

Your moans of pleasure filled the room, making it clear how much you were enjoying this. You could feel his hot breath on the back of your neck as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. "My everything, fuck I love this"

As he continued to thrust, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pure ecstasy wash over you. Your body was on fire, and you never wanted this moment to end.

"Like this? Huh? Love this?" Jungkook growls out, slapping your ass.

Jungkook loves being behind you during the act, enjoying the way your body moves and the sounds of your pleasure as he thrusts. It's a position that allows for a deep connection and a sense of closeness between you two, as he holds onto your hips and guides you both towards climax.

"So much- fuck, oh-"

"Fuck i know Bun-" As he continues to pound you from behind, you can feel every inch of him inside you, a feeling that sends shivers down your spine. You can't help but let out moans after moans, lost in the moment, completely consumed by the pleasure he is giving you. Jungkook always knows exactly what he's doing and is taking complete control of your body.

He continues to thrust deeper and harder into you and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Oh I'm gonna- shit-"

With one final push, you both reach climax together, both of you letting out a loud moan of pleasure as you ride the waves together.

“Get back here,” Jungkook giggles when you try to climb out of bed, ready to clean up and start the day.

"No-" You groan playfully, but secretly, you're glad he's holding you back. You take a deep breath, taking in the scent of him. You lay there for a while, just enjoying each other's company, until you finally decide it's time to get up.

You try to get out of his hold, but he holds on tighter. "Kook," you whine. "Jungkook, I'm sticky everywhere." You both laugh, and he finally lets you go, stretching your arms and legs, feeling the warmth of the sun on your face.

"Let's take a shower together, then," Jungkook suggests, and you can't help but nod, walking into the bathroom, the cold tiles make you shiver. "Shit" you mutter, quickly running to the shower and turning on the water. The warmth of it hitting your body is calming, feeling it cascade over your skin.

You take a deep breath and close your eyes, enjoying the sensation of the water washing away your worries. As you open your eyes, you see Jungkook looking at you with a smile, and you can't help but look down shyly "you're shameless" you mutter as you casually watch him clean himself off everywhere.

-

“Breakfast is just bread and butter. It's not much, but it'll do for now,” you sigh, looking at the empty cupboards. You really needed to go buy groceries

“I'm sure we still have some leftover Chinese from yesterday somewhere,” Jungkook shrugs, checking his phone. “We could heat that up for breakfast,” he suggests.

“I don't think Chinese food is the best breakfast option,” you chuckle, “but I appreciate the suggestion, my carb-loving boyfriend. Actually, I was thinking we could whip up some scrambled eggs and toast. We have some eggs in the fridge, and I could add some cheese and vegetables to make it a bit more filling. What do you think?”

“Sounds good,” Jungkook responds, interrupted by the doorbell that rings once, then two times. “It's probably Jisung,” you mumble after a second, placing down the eggs and walking up to open the door.

As you reach out to open the door, you notice the familiar person on the other side. But something seems slightly different about him. His hair is longer, and he's dressed in a style you haven't seen before. Despite the changes, you greet him warmly with a smile and invite him in.

As he steps inside, you can't help but notice the tension in the air. He glances over at Jungkook, who's sitting on the couch and barely acknowledges his presence. You can tell that something is off between them, there always is, after all. Not wanting things to be awkward, you try to make small talk, asking Jisung about how he's been. He responds with short, clipped answers, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

“Come in. You must be exhausted. How was the trip?” You begin to question him, taking his coat and hanging it up. You watch Jisung take off his shoes before shrugging. “It was alright, but it was definitely more expensive than last time,” he responds, his voice slightly tired from the long journey. You only nod.

You offer him a glass of water as he takes a seat on the couch. You know that it has been a while since you last spoke with him.

“I’ve been really busy with uni lately,” Jisung says, looking a bit tired. “It’s been taking up most of my time, but I’ve been trying to make time for my girlfriend, Yuqi. You remember her, right?" You nod as he continues. "Although, I’m not sure if we’re still together or not. We’ve been having some issues lately, mostly due to my schedule and the stress it’s been causing me. I’ve been trying to work things out with her, but it’s been tough.” he shrugs, finishing his drink and looking at you eyes softening.

"I missed talking to you, sorry I'm a jerk," he apologizes, his voice softening as he gazes at you. It had been weeks since you last actually spoke, and he couldn't help but feel guilty for neglecting your friendship.

Jungkook cracks a laugh behind the two of you as he scrolls through his phone. "Yeah," "Some best friend you are," he mutters to himself.

You feel a sudden pang of anxiety, as you really don't want the two of them to start bickering again. You quickly try to defuse the situation by asking, "Hey, actually, me and Jungkook were just about to have breakfast. Have you already eaten? We could all sit down and have a nice breaky together." You smile nervously, hoping to smooth things over.

"Breakfast would be nice, thanks, Y/n,” Jisung smiles and you feel relieved that he didn't ask for anything else. As you turn to walk back into the kitchen, you notice Jungkook with a cup of coffee in his hand.

He looks at you, and you feel nervous all over again. You mouth "sorry" to him as you pass him, hand giving his shoulder a squeeze as you make your way to take out the eggs, hoping the cheerful mood you two had this morning wasnt slowly fading.

-

After helping you clean the dishes, Jungkook left for your room, leaving you alone with Jisung. He still seemed quiet and uneasy, so you decided to finally break the silence. "Do you...wanna talk about it?" you asked.

At first, Jisung hesitated, taking a sip of water before responding. "Talk about what?" he asked carefully. You shrugged and replied, "Everything, to be honest. You got kicked out of school, and..." Jisung quickly corrected you, "Expelled for three weeks." You sigh and roll your eyes, couldn't help but feel concerned for Jisung and his future.

You wondered if he was struggling with anything else. With a gentle and understanding tone, you prompted Jisung to talk more about what he was going through. "Okay, what about Yuqi? What happened?"

“Don't you think you're being a bit intrusive right now y/n? Do you see me asking you about every aspect of your life? Damn” he rolled his eyes as he stood up to leave. You feel a pang of hurt and confusion. You’ve always considered yourself to be a good listener, someone he could rely on, but his dismissive tone leaves you wondering if that's the case.

You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself before speaking up. “I just want to make sure you're alright, you're my friend, I care about you,” you say, your voice louder than intended. You can sense the tension in the air as he pauses, considering your words. “Yeah, maybe that's the issue,” he responds. You take a moment to process his words, wondering what he means. Does he think you care too much? Or is there something else behind his words?

“I want to help you Jisung, but you're not letting me through, how could you-” you turn to cross your arms. “How could you ask me to stay here, with me and Jungkook in our new apartment, knowing he doesn't like you. And then treat me like this? Do you know how ridiculous all of this is?” You argue.

You feel a pang of anger as Jisung remains silent, his head cast down. You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself before continuing. "I mean, we've been friends for so long, Jisung. And you know that I care about you. But it's like you're not even willing to give me a chance to help you. You're just shutting me out completely."

You pause, hoping that Jisung will finally speak up. But he remains silent, his eyes fixed on the ground. You let out a sigh, feeling the tension in the room growing thicker by the second. "Look, I know that things haven't been easy for you lately. But I'm here for you. And I just wish that you could see that."

You take a step forward, your hand outstretched. But Jisung takes a step back, his eyes still fixed on the ground. You feel a wave of sadness wash over you, your mind heavy with the weight of the situation. "Please, Jisung. Just let me help you."

You desperately try to salvage your friendship, but it seems like he has already given up on it.

You rack your brain, trying to think of what you could have done differently. You wish you could turn back time and make things right again, but you didn't even know where it all suddenly came from.

You feel a sense of sadness and loneliness, knowing that your once close friendship with Jisung has now been reduced to nothing, and with a heavy heart, you say, "Fine."

-

"Gosh, I'm so tired" You mutter to yourself as you collapse onto the bed next to Jungkook. Looking up from his phone, he asks, "Yeah? Why are you exhausted?" His hand mindlessly playing with your shirt.

He looked cosy, the type of boyfriend material you just want to snuggle up next to and never let go.

You cuddle into his side, enjoying the warmth of his embrace as you gather your thoughts. Taking a deep breath, you let your mind wander, reflecting on your recent conversation with Jisung.

~

“I just want to make sure you're alright, you're my friend, I care about you,” you say, your voice louder than intended. You can sense the tension in the air as he pauses, considering your words. “Yeah, maybe that's the issue,”

~

You can't help but think about what Jennie told you; “friendships tend to change as we grow older”.

Maybe it's not that your bond was never strong enough, but rather that your lives have taken different paths; You got into a relationship, and so did Jisung; You moved in with Jungkook, and he stayed the same. You and Jisung have simply been too busy with your own lives to keep each other updated—Or maybe Jisung isn't as ready to change as you are.

Maybe you and him have just entered different phases of your lives, and it's taking a toll on your friendship.

Regardless of the reason, it is obvious that your relationship with Jisung has had a big change, and whichever the reason may be—things between you and him are no longer the same. Sure, while the change may not necessarily be negative, it is iis still a change after all.

"I think you're right Kook," you sigh after a while, making him look at you with a raised brow.

“I think I should stop being friends with Jisung,” you say with a heavy sigh.

“Whys that Bun” Jungkook encourages you to speak further, knowing that it's a hard topic.

You lean against his chest, hugging him tighter before speaking.

“I feel like I'm constantly worried about him, you know? but he never seems to care about the consequences of his actions. He'll tell me he got kicked out of school one day and then ask to sleep over at my—our place the next. It's all just so strange, and I can't help but wonder, how didn't I notice this behavior before?” you almost cry out. “I mean you noticed” you interrupt yourself “but he's my friend, I cant-”

Reflecting on your friendship with Jisung, you realize that you've always been the one putting in more effort. You would check up on him when he wouldn't show up to class, and you would always be there to lend an ear whenever he needed to vent. However, you can't help but feel like the friendship has become one-sideand that you're the only one putting in any effort.

"why does Jisung act the way he does?" You turn to Jungkook with a question that he obviously doesn't have the answer to

He looks at you sympathetically and bites the inside of his cheek, "Bun, I can tell you're feeling frustrated." He places his hand on your chin in a comforting gesture. "If you really want to confront Jisung about his behaviour, then go for it. But remember, you don't have to ruin your friendship over this.” He sighs, “I can't believe I'm actually saying this but-” he shrugs “Maybe there's a way to express your feelings without causing a drift between you two."

You sit up, a big pout on your face, and say, "I'm confusing, aren't I?" Jungkook shakes his head and rolls his eyes playfully before responding. "Look, he's been your friend for so long, it's only natural that it's hard to make a drastic change in your relationship." His hand playing with your hair as he talks, the two of your now tangled in the comforts of your bed.

"It's okay that you feel confused and may have 'weird' feelings. One day, you may feel like you want to break contact, and then the next day, you may want to spend time with him. It's all part of the process, Bun”

His big hand now finds your waist, hugging you closer to him and placing a kiss on top of your head. You feel the warmth of his body enveloping you, and you can't help but feel at home in his embrace, like youve always belonged there—cause you did.

You find yourself in a state of complete silence. The sudden cessation of noise causes your mind to blank, and all thoughts of previous actions and events vanish from your mind. In that tiny moment, it seems as though time itself has come to a standstill, affording you the opportunity to breathe in the stillness and savour every moment with Jungkook in your arms; You forget the movement that led you to this point, the countless fights, and even the fact that Jisung was in the next room.

“I'd choose you, you know,” you admit, not looking into his eyes.

He looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and tenderness. “What do you mean?” he finally asks, his hand still resting on your waist.

You pause for a moment, gathering your thoughts. “For everything,” you finally say, your voice barely above a whisper.

“I mean that you're the one I want to share my life with,” you say, your eyes finally meeting his. “I told you before—" you kiss his hand, eyes lingering on the small "♡" tattoo he has on his ring finger; the one he'd gotten just for you. "—that want to experience everything with you - the good and the bad, the highs and the lows.”

He smiles at you, a softness in his eyes. “I feel the same way,” he says, pulling you in for another embrace. “I can't imagine my life without you in it.”

There's gonna be a whole drabble about the "♡" tattoo Coming soon, stay tuned!

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478 drabble of the hours leading up to the baby’s arrival pls miss jay em rings <3 knowing 478jk he’d probably pass out just seeing oc in pain 😭😭😭 homie would have to be sedated i bet

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H-7

Jungkook wakes up without you on his side.

It’s a rare occurrence as it is, especially now on the last month of your pregnancy where you don’t feel the energy to wake up as early as him. He’s used to the sight of you sprawled out one way or another, barely grumbling at him in the morning with Miso passed out on your bump yet neither of you were nowhere to be found.

“What are you doing up so early?” Jungkook hums, peeking at the bathroom. You’re still bundled up in his clothes because you’ve been cold since last night even when he didn’t touch the thermostat this time around so you would cuddle with him, your tossing and turning ironically lulling your husband to sleep.

“Couldn’t sleep at all,” you groan, washing your face with cold water because you’ve figured that if you can’t commit to sleeping at all, you might as well do a good job in staying awake.

Jungkook still swoons at the sight of you yet not so much at the thought of danger befalling on you, instantly tutting when he sees the wet floor.

“Careful. Don’t want you to slip, baby,” he holds out a hand for you to step over, sighing as he goes over his plans for the today which now apparently includes fixing a leak from the bidet.

“Huh?” you wonder out loud, furrowing your eyebrows as you take Jungkook’s hand nonetheless before looking down where his eyes are fixed on.

Your eyes widen immediately, your throat going dry at the sight. 

“Jungkook,” you gasp in urgency, making him jolt immediately even if you aren’t halfway through your realization. “The floor wasn’t wet when I came in.”

“What does-…”

Jungkook slaps a hand on his mouth, rendered frozen as he clutches your hand even tighter. There’s a hybrid of a shriek and a squeal that builds up in his throat, one he didn’t even know would be let out two weeks earlier than your due date.

Your water broke.

H-6

“Fuck, fuck, I knew I should’ve started packing the hospital bag last week,” Jungkook mutters under his breath in panic, a stark opposite to you who’s pleasantly leaning against the wall while you wait for him to finish. 

“It’s okay. We didn’t know Hwayoung would come earlier than expected,” you hum, your breathing shallow but not to the point that you’re actually grunting in pain. You’ve already got off the phone with your doctor and everything’s set up back in the hospital, the only variable you’re waiting for now being your husband.

“God, I’m so stupid,” he continues and it’s as if he’s completely tuned you out just to curse at himself, the whiplash he gets from fetching your slippers and your clothes momentarily clearing when he sees you with your eyes shut. “Are you going into active labor? Are the contractions bad? Can you breathe? Is Hwayoung’s head-…”

Jungkook stops himself, out of breath from fetching everything you’d need and more. He jumps from assumption to assumption, paling the further his mind races.

He exchanges a look with you that only he can discern himself because you’re confused at the way he zeroes in on you, his lips parting open in an unsure tremble.

“D-do… do you want me to uhm, check?”

“Check what?”

“If Hwayoung…. if you’re dilated a-and Hwayoung’s head is uhm, is there?”

You almost laugh directly at your husband’s floundering state, knowing that he means well but it’s painted directly on his face that he’s ghastly queasy yet knowing he’ll stomach it if it means he can help (?) you.

“I think I’d know if she’s crowning, baby,” you hum, pushing yourself off the wall to go and pry him off from overthinking the hospital bag checklist and to go grab the car keys already. You hold onto his arm firmly while you walk to the garage and Jungkook makes it his life’s mission to walk you there as seamlessly as he could, his wide eyes darting all over you every five seconds.

“I’m going to be okay. Hwayoung’s going to be okay,” you coax him, pressing a kiss to his temple when he secures the seatbelt around you. “Now, stop worrying and don’t pass out on me just yet, okay?”

H-4

“Gave a heads-up to the parents, Miso’s feeder is working, Jimin’s making all of the hospital staff hush up so nothing gets leaked, I turned off the stove, I got-…” 

Jungkook goes through his checklist out loud, pacing your hospital suite with nothing but nerves. You’ve long decided to keep your eyes off him because it just makes you even more jittery, his repeated circles outbesting your cat’s when she’s on a mood.

You’ve already changed into your hospital gown and you’re tempted to ask for one for Jungkook too because he’s just that involved with the whole thing that he brought his own clipboard, doing the same 4-7-8 breathing exercise every time he’s close to passing out.

“Is Jungkook okay? I went out half an hour ago and he’s still going through his checklist,” Jimin furrows his eyebrows, setting his bag down that’s also full of your items as instructed by Jungkook.

“This is regular programming,” you yawn, looking at the clock. It’s either a matter of minutes or hours before you go into active labor, the waiting game becoming all the more exciting (and overwhelming) with Jungkook thanking you for carrying and about to bring your daughter into the world every two minutes. “The nurse asked me if I wanted to give him a pill to calm down.”

H-2

You’re gonna have to start pushing within the next hour.

“Well you seem calmer now than awhile ago,” you tease Jungkook who innocently looks up at you, lips pursed and eyes wide. He’s been uncharacteristically quiet in the corner after your doctor checked in on you, his usual chatter dwindling.

“Oh, I’m really not. I still feel like passing out,” he corrects you in a calm demeanor with a smile that holds more than it can actually bear, blinking away the tears that are already forming in his eyes because this new part of your lives is already so close.

You barely get another word in until a mug (from home; not just a paper cup the hospital offers) is thrust into your hands, your husband meekly smiling behind it with the tips of his fingers trembling.

“I’m sorry, I know you could only have ice,” he frowns, pointing inside the mug with a hopeful look on his face. “Made a sculpture out of it though if it makes you feel better.”

H-0

It’s with great difficulty that you try to push Hwayoung out.

You’re breathless and the sweat that clings to your forehead is the proof that you haven’t even been breathing completely for the most part, preoccupied in pushing that you shoved yourself for second place.

The medical staff that keeps pushing you on and yet you barely hear each one of their encouragements, the only things grounding you being your doctor’s counting and Jungkook’s hand who keeps squeezing you by the side.

You’re focusing on the burn and you try not to be distracted by anything else; not by the pain that makes your eyes turn white and neither the pressure that rises up your chest for each nudge and push that you give. It’s what reminds you anyway that you’re here and you’ve already come so far — with Hwayoung and Jungkook.

You push until you hear a shrill, distinct cry that pierces your heart before it pierces your ears, the relief of your daughter finally being out weighing down your shoulders before they rise up again in anticipation to hold her.

Jungkook feels like he can finally breathe again the moment you tilt your head back, his lips pressing a warm kiss to your cheek that’s already damp with tears of your own before his.

Hwayoung’s placed so tenderly on your chest that you could just cry feeling her weight on top of you, her tiny fists looking for solace because she won’t stop crying and neither you nor Jungkook.

Your daughter’s tiny and warm but she already holds the weight of the entire universe; the proof of you and your husband.

summary: in which jungkook wants you all for himself (and bam) and you buy him flowers.

> fluff, a little angst / wc: 2.8k

> warnings: jk gets pissed off at a guy who tries hitting on you T_T, making out!!

note: i couldn’t resist and here i am with the post-jungkook live effect [deep sigh] as always i hope you enjoy and i also hope you let me know if you did <333

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standing infront of the door of your apartment, you struggle to unlock it with your fingerprint because of the paper bag you’re hugging to your chest and the small bouquet of red roses occupying your other hand. in the end, you decide to put down the paper bag on the cold tiled floor. you press your index finger on the rectangular pad above the numbers before turning the doorknob.

the familiar ringing of the door opening and closing make jungkook and bam comically perk up at the same time. the dog stands up by resting his front legs on the backrest of the sofa, tail excitedly wagging as he anticipates your arrival in the living room.

“hello, baby. i’m home.” you sweetly hum as you pad across the floor with your feet only clad in white socks after lazily leaving your shoes by the doormat.

jungkook isn’t even sure if you meant ‘baby’ as in him or bam, but that thought shortly gets pushed to the back of his mind when his confused doe eyes zoom in on the flowers you’re securely cradling.

relieving yourself of its weight, you finally set down the paper bag from the convenience store, sliding your phone out of the pocket of your sweatpants to leave it on top of the center table as well. bam jumps off the sofa sniffing loudly at the flowers, but you quickly raise your arm to put it out of his reach.

“no- no, bamie. you can’t eat this! this is for your daddy.” you tell him with a giggle, digging your hand into the paper bag to dish out the new toy you bought him.

“for me?” your boyfriend chips in to the conversation with a toothy grin, but his question is left unanswered as you squeeze the yellow fish to make it squeak.

the high-pitched sound makes bam hyper. he stretches out his front legs forward, leaning down on his elbows — a posture that usually indicates that he wants to play. you throw the toy into the air and it lands near his house. he runs after it not even a second later, nails clicking against the floor. he carries it in his mouth and jumps on the other corner of the couch, living in his own little bubble to chew to his heart’s desire.

jungkook steals this opportunity to snake an arm around your waist, pulling you down to the open space next to him. you whimper in surprise as you fall on top of the bundle of blanket he abandoned, lifting your butt quickly to remove it from under you. bam inches closer to snuggle against the soft cotton, ears abruptly moving in curiosity when he successfully makes the toy squeak too.

“where are these from, huh? was someone trying to steal you away from me again?”

they almost make you instantaneously melt — his deep voice laced with half humor and half truth of bitterness, accompanied by a soft squeeze of your hip.

“babe!” you scold him with a laugh to mask how flustered you’ve become, as if you’re still not used to his flirting after all these years. “i passed by a flower shop on the way home and i thought i should be the one to buy them for you for a change.”

you extend the hand holding the bouquet, eyes twinkling with devotion that causes his resolve to crumble into ruins. it never stood a chance in the first place.

—

you walked away from the cashier while stuffing the book you just bought inside your tote bag, the man you strongly refused to allow and pay for it still hot on your heels.

“wait! i’m sorry. let me just- uh-”

you froze awkwardly before the lean and blonde stranger who blocked your path to the door, probably standing somewhere around 5’10. based on his complete nike get-up, you were pretty sure he was outside for an afternoon jog.

“i just wanted to let you know that i think you’re very beautiful, and maybe ask if we can hang out this weekend? at my place?”

and you could tell he was trying his best to appear confident, but the shaky hand that was holding out the bouquet of fresh tulips betrayed him. it was the first time in your life that you found your favorite flowers to be undesirable, no matter how perfectly and intricately arranged the beautiful colors were.

‘at my place?’ what the hell happened to chivalry? oh, a lost art indeed.

despite being extremely irritated at him for causing an embarrassing scene infront of the cashier earlier in addition to this, you forced yourself to give him an apologetic smile for the sake of being polite.

that was when jungkook came back after buying two cups of hotteok from a cart only half a block away. his walking pace slowed down as he watched the scene unfold through the glass separating the bookstore from the sidewalk, eyebrows knitting in growing confusion and annoyance. he failed to read your lips while you were talking. by then he was already prepared to join the conversation, even more after he realized that he recognized the man.

however, before he could reach the door, you were already pushing it open. the gush of wind blew through your hair, and your face lit up when you were greeted by the sight of your boyfriend holding your favorite snack. with a thrilled smile, you practically skipped your way to him and took the cup from his left hand.

“you got them! the line was pretty long so i thought they would sell out before your tur-”

your smile slowly faded when you realized he wasn’t listening. jungkook’s eyes were too busy shooting daggers at the stranger walking to the trash can, jaw clenching when he saw how aggressively he slammed down your dearly beloved flowers. he was the only one to notice the lone orange tulip that slipped and fell on the ground, firmly rejected and thoughtlessly discarded.

your warm hand held his cheek, gently coaxing him to look at you instead.

“what did he say? did he touch you?“

it’s very rare to see jungkook this seriously angry. therefore, you are only reminded at times like this that he can be scary if he wants to. at first, you thought his protectiveness would only last until the early stages of your relationship and eventually fade like those who came before him, but he never changed.

you shook your head, rubbing his arm in an attempt to soothe his temper. “no, not at all. he was kind of stubborn but i handled it just fine.”

he only nodded in response, features still hardened, but relief washed over him after confirming that nothing dangerous happened to you while he was gone. but he was swept off his feet before his mind could run for another mile. you pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt, the torrid kiss you granted him with lasting seconds. insatiably craving more of your ministrations, he made a move to chase your lips, but a rude car honk jolted him awake to the fact that you were still in public.

you gave him a coy smile. “want to eat ramen with me at home? i’m getting cold.”

“let’s go home, baby.” he hums in agreement. “i’ll warm you up.” he hung his tattooed arm over your shoulder, guiding you to his other side to put himself between you and the rushing vehicles passing by.

he spared another sharp glance at the bookstore before walking away. he met the eyes of the asshole who has been indiscreetly observing you still regardless of the disaster that just transpired. he panicked at the interaction and turned on his heel, disappearing into the fiction aisle.

jungkook smirked, shaking his head in disdain before taking the first bite off his hotteok.

—

walking didn’t seem to help shake off his inflexible thoughts.

“something still bothers me about that guy.” he mumbled after tossing your empty cups in the trash bin you passed by.

“what is it?” you frowned worriedly, intertwining your fingers with his. by this time the glorious sun has started to set, splashing the sky with light orange paint that reflected on his honey skin.

“he was already there when we went in the bookstore. i know he saw us holding hands. i’m obviously your boyfriend.” vexation continued to run in his veins until it dripped from his tongue. his satoori accent came out thick and heavy as he spoke with wide, expressive eyes. “and he still had the fucking audacity to go out and buy you flowers?”

your lips parted open in surprise, tilting your head to the side as you tried to recall the surroundings when you entered the establishment earlier. no wonder he was instantly upset and worried.

“i don’t remember seeing him . . . but you know, if he’s as brazen as you think he is, why did he only approach me when you left?”

your stream of thoughts got interrupted by a scandalous gasp when you arrived at a new angle of looking at the situation.

“he invited me to his place.” you halted on your tracks, glaring back at your previous location. you were already five blocks away from the bookstore, and you wish he could magically feel the negative energy you were exuding from the distance. “so did he really think i’m that kind of-”

you instinctively pulled back your boyfriend by tightly grabbing the sleeve of his jacket. “hey! where are you going?”

his jaw clenched, tongue prodding the inside of his cheek — telltale signs that he was unquestionably pissed off. “baby, i won’t let that one slide.”

alright, this is not good. not good at all. perhaps you should start learning how to stop saying your thoughts out loud.

“but he’s not worth the time.” you pouted sadly, wrapping your arms around his waist so he wouldn’t be able to walk away. “i just want to go home and cuddle with you and our child while watching the new chainsaw man e-p.”

he breathed out a sigh to compose himself. the proposition you laid out was undeniably irresistible, albeit a bait of distraction. but he knew you were just keeping him in check before he impulsively acts again. he gave your forehead a chaste kiss, honeyed lips a little sticky from the sugar syrup of the hotteok filling.

“okay then. let’s do that.”

—

“are you still annoyed about yesterday?” you poke his soft cheek with your index finger. “hey, look at this. i got six red roses for a reason . . . you are my one and only.”

you point at each flower as you slowly speak the sentence word by word, and his heart overflows with fondness as he watches. when you innocently look up to meet his gaze with a hopeful smile, saying the words- “i would’ve gotten you a fancier arrangement but i don’t want your allergies acting up.”

that is his final straw.

“god, baby. why are you so damn cute? what am i going to do with you?” he accepts the bouquet with a lighthearted chuckle, setting it down on the table before attacking you with his affection.

you end up falling on your back as he climbs over you. you giggle uncontrollably when he holds your wrists and traps your thighs in between his knees anchored on the cushion, tirelessly peppering your face and neck with love-fueled kisses.

the noisy disturbance distracts bam from his squeaky yellow fish. he jumps off the couch to stand beside you and jungkook, licking at whatever his tongue reaches. for you, it’s your arm held folded by your boyfriend.

“it tickles! you know it tickles there!” you squeal, squirming beneath him. you feel his frisky lips curve into a smile against the left side of your neck, stubbornly planting more kisses on the expanse of your skin.

“mhmm, i love you. i love you.” he hazily chants, drunk in love, tracing his way back to your lips. “i love you so much.”

that’s when he decides he’s finished with innocent pecks, delicate hands releasing your wrists to properly balance himself on top of you. you tenderly caress his face as he deepens the kiss, coaxing you to part your lips so he can dip his playful tongue in your mouth. when he tilts his head to the side so his nose won’t bump against yours, your hand slides to the back to support it, fingers tangling with his long and fluffy hair. a desperate, filthy moan escapes from his throat as you unconsciously tug, prompted by his soft nibbling at your bottom lip. it sends tingles running through your spine like live wire, and the air engulfing the two of you becomes hotter and heavier.

he parts away from you breathless, resting his forehead on yours before pulling himself up again. “fuck. is this how you feel when i buy you flowers?”

you gingerly brush his undereye with the pad of your thumb, finding yourself deeply fascinated with his dilated pupils staring right back at you.

you lick your swollen lips, front teeth digging on your bottom lip. “i should’ve done it sooner, right? i’m sorry.”

“don’t be. you already give me so much, silly.” he softly pecks your lips again. “besides, your presence is my favorite gift. you’re a blessing to me, you know that?”

you smile shyly, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. his random confessions of overwhelmingly sincere adoration never fails to elicit a giddy reaction from you. “i love you.”

“ah- ouch.” a wince shortly replaces your smile when bam jumps on the couch again, accidentally stepping on your hair.

“bam, sit, sit. sit down.” jungkook rises to kneel on his knees, moving forward until they reach your waist. bam obeys his command, and your hands find purchase on the flesh of his thighs as he releases your hair from under the dog’s paws.

“i’ll go put the flowers in the vase.” he cheerfully announces as he cautiously removes himself on top of you, planting his feet on the ground.

“okaaay.” you drag out the word as you sit up on the couch. while he takes the bouquet of roses with him to the kitchen, bam finally finds the chance to leave the toy on your lap, but not before he gives it a good bite to make it squeak.

you pet his long floppy ears as he licks your cheek and then your hands, urging you to play with him using the gift you bought him. you press quick kisses on the top of his head before squeezing the yellow fish, waving it infront of his face.

“do you want to play, bamie? should we? will you bring it back to me?”

he starts panting as if to answer ‘yes’ to all of your questions.

you throw the toy at the kitchen, and you cover your mouth out of reflex to suppress your laughter when it landed on the dining table, only a few inches away from jungkook. he pauses from plucking off the leaves from the stem of each rose, jokingly raising an eyebrow at bam, who is balancing himself standing up by using his body as a support.

he picks up the toy and dangles it above bam, speaking to him in a baby voice. “is this what you’re looking for? aw, really? you want it? go take it then . . . that’s it, good boy!”

bam easily catches it with his mouth, running back to you so he can complete the mission you gave him. he drops it on your lap again, bumping his nose against yours, and you dramatically collapse on the couch. he starts sniffing at you curiously, front paw poking your shoulder once to gauge your reaction.

your eyes only open half-way, and you spread out your arms to show him the space you created for him. “bam, i’m sleepy- sleep. i need to recharge. can we play again later?”

he lies down on his back and uses your arm as a pillow, rolling around for a bit until he chooses to curl up beside you in the end, his upper body resting on your stomach.

“ugh, you’re so heavy. can’t. breathe.” you mutter under your breath, but nevertheless, you stroke his side lovingly until you both completely doze off for an afternoon nap.

jungkook squints at the living room when the apartment got suspiciously quiet, lips forming a pout.

“are you two cuddling? i still need to trim the stems- save me some space!”

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