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⁂ 6/100 days of jung hoseok | red suit supremacy

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⦿ boo’d up in the daytime

⦿ mackin’ & hangin’ in the nighttime

↳ SERIES RELEASE DATE: 05/15/2021

summary: in order to pass organic chemistry and pay off your car damages from an accident, all you have to do is help the nerd, jeon jungkook, with a few things: pretend to be his girlfriend and teach him the ways of dating.

pairing: popular!reader x nerd!jjk

genre: college au, fake dating au, friends to lovers au | fluff, angst, smut

warnings: the tracks/mixes included in the party playlist can get really explicit so please do not listen if it makes you uncomfortable - i apologize in advance; unprotected sex (protection is your friend!), oral sex, marking/biting, dirty talk, teasing, making out, straddling, dry humping/grinding, fingering, breast play, size kink, cum eating, creampie, multiple orgasms, ass slapping, body worship, mentions of cheating/infidelity, jealousy, insecurities, angst, cussing/mature language, toxic relationships, alcohol consumption, marijuana use, multiple party/club scenes, dancing, etc. (individual warnings for each chapter will be included)

author’s note: was gonna be a one shot, but obvi not anymore 🤧 also! original idea for this changed a bit - inspired by the movie ‘love don’t cost a thing.’ please, please, please know that this is purely fictional and was created out of imaginary ideas. this is not a real portrayal of any of the characters involved.

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BAD DECISIONS - SMUT INDEX

BD MASTERLIST  | WATTPAD Ver.  | A03 Ver.

pairing: bartender!jungkook x female reader | strangers-friends-lovers, fwb

synopsis

it's simple: write your deepest darkest fears on origami birds and string them up on jungkook's ceiling. when they fall—which they inevitably will, thanks to his cheap daiso washi tape—you have to face the fear. set it free. the issue? you've a fear of intimacy. jungkook, a fear of rejection. and you've both got the capacity to make some incredibly bad decisions.

note from holly: ask and you shall receive!! i was asked about a list of all the smut chapters in bd, so figured it'd be easier for me to make a masterlist - this took hours because I had to go through the entire story (which is like 450k words LMAO), but if you notice any missing, let me know!! all chapters linked will take you to the wattpad ver.

minors dni

Bad Decision #2 – Park Jimin

tags/warnings: jimin lol, drunk hook-up, slight dom jimin, bratty oc, spanking, fingering, protected sex, fully clothed, no orgasm for oc

Bad Decision #11 - Perry

tags/warnings: first shower, no smut but a lil nakedness

Bad Decision #12 – An Agreement

tags/warnings: mutual masturbation birdie, jk gets himself off in the bathroom sink <3 oc gets herself off in his bed <3

Bad Decision #13 – Work of Art

tags/warnings: Jungkook discovers boobs <3, breast play, nipple play, mirrors, paint (?), shower, mutual masturbation (for realsies this time), he finishes on her tummy <3

Bad Decision # 14 – New Rules

tags/warnings: mirrors, pussy worship, jk has the biggest boner known to man, fingering, one, two, three fingers! Orgasm for oc!!

Bad Decision #15 – Paper Planes

tags/warnings: cockwarming (that escalated!), hand job, fingering, protected penetration (safety first!!), oc on top, mirrors (they love them!), nose nudging!!!, clitoral stimulation, ‘good girl’, both finish &lt;3

Bad Decision #17 – Jeon Jungkook

tags/warnings: cockwarming 2.0, oc is bad a maths!, touching each other up above their clothes <3, mirrors lol ofc, nipple play, spanking, tittie sucking <3, fingering, neck kisses, unprotected (!!) penetration, cockwarming that accidentally becomes fucking! Oops! Jk on top, multiple positions, finishes on her back

Bad Decision #20 – Park Jimin… Again

tags/warnings: oops (kinda wild seeing the progression from 17 to 20 like this lmao), drunk hookup, blowjob, no oc orgasm <;/3

Bad Decision #23 – Cherry Picking

tags/warnings: most read chapter! Fun facts! tipsy hook up, oral (f receiving), pantie sniffing?? lmao, panties in oc’s mouth??? Lol, tittie sucking, spitting, jks nose <3, fingering, oc orgasm!! FIRST KISS!!!! Unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, squirting, he finishes on her tits <3 and licks it up <3

Bad Decision #24 – Resolutions

tags/warnings: hangover sex, shower sex, slight degradation, use of the word slut in a sexy way, praise, temporarily withheld orgasm (f), switch dynamics, unprotected sex, orgasms (f, m), he finishes in her mouth &lt;3

Bad Decision #25 - January

tags/warnings: fingering, f orgasm, mentions of the erotic accordion lmao

Bad Decision #26 – January, Still

tags/warnings: the tie chapter <3 what he does with the aforementioned tie I shall not get into but it’s pretty self-explanatory, oral (f), fingering, lil spanks, rimming (f receiving), spitting, unprotected sex, doggy, finishes on her back!!

Bad Decision #27 – Keeping Quiet

tags/warnings: this ones a lil angsty!! ‘if you’re here to fuck me, then fuck me. If not, you can go.’, they’re fighting but theyre needy! And tipsy! Bad idea!!!! Unprotected sex, kisses ☹ many kisses ☹ she wants him to finish inside ☹ he doesn’t ☹ mmmm rereading this one made me so sad lol! Sad smut!

Dad Decision #28 – Avoidance

tags/warnings: a lil? Lap sitting?? Dry hump??? Not really smut lol

Bad Decision #29 – ‘Daddy’

tags/warnings: the first of the polaroids, slut (affectionately <3) not smut as such, they’re just sorta working each other up

Bad Decision #31 – The Photo Booth

tags/warnings: all the build up for a blowwie without there being an actual blowwie lol (payback for the daddy thing), cute little lick of dick <3 lil precum swap <3 jk outrageously horny for the rest of the day, the photobooth pictures!!!!

Bad Decision #32 – Question…?

tags/warnings: jk’s parents kitchen, freckle kissing chapter!!!! <3 <3!! He finally gets that blowjob!! Fingering, he calls her baby sooooo much ☹ interrupted!!!!!! Nearly caught! Spend the day horny AGAIN, the conversation in a chicken shop is not the kind of conversation you should have in a chicken shop, jk quite literally wants to drown in you <3 TO THE LOVE MOTEL WE GO! Very needy, very desperate, very good <3 unprotected sex! Missionary! Tittie sucking! Ankles over shoulders! He’s going to town! CREAMPIE ! WE CHEER! Brief mentions of fucking again and him finishing inside her AGAIN

Bad Decision #33 – Boundaries (Or Lack Thereof)

tags/warnings: kisses ☹ so many ☹ ‘last time’ energy ☹ ‘chess’ ☹ against their better judgement, and despite their earlier restraint…. Oops! Shagging! Tittie sucking, dry humping (so not dry), 69, ass eating (f receiving), edging, fingering, clit spanks, squirting, unprotected (v quick!) sex, creampie, happy customers all around (until the next bird falls!)

Bad Decision #37 – Faking It

tags/warnings: angsty!! They are annoyed!!! Dominant jk!!! Arguing in a janitors closet at an art gallery!! Over her ex!!! He’s sooooo mm mm mmmm 😊 lots of ‘good girl’, thigh riding, multiple orgasms, tittie sucking, he wanks himself into her underwear!! While she’s wearing them <3 ‘gonna cum in ur panties, and then ur gonna wear them all night’ <33 they have a show to return to after all!!! He’s being like… so possessive but in a sexy way!

Bad Decision #40 – Spinning Bottles

tags/warnings: sex toys!! M & F !!! solo masturbation for oc, jk hears lol (floorboards are thin!), mutual masturbation, but like way hotter than normal, he’s soooo needy!! Beggy!!! Kisses!!!! Fleshlight creampie lmao, oc cleans it up for him 😊 with her tongue!! Cum swapping <3 so kissy, so lovely <3

Bad Decision #41 – Locked Doors

tags/warnings: shower sex, he like… fucks the little gap at the top of her thighs? Lol, kissy kissy mwah mwah, jk is like… totally in love! Mmmm he compliments!! Pretty standard shagging mechanics, emotion heavy, he finishes inside <;33

Bad Decision #43 – Circles

tags/warnings: dominant oc!! The neediest, whimper-iest handjob known to man!! She calls him a little slut <3 edging!! Oral (f), fingering, his hand is a necklace! Dominant jk! Oc rides!!! Seven had just been released! Sue me!!! Hair pulling, are they fucking or fighting idk, power struggle but sexy, kisses <3 cum! Everywhere!!! Titties and mouth <3 many seven references

Bad Decision #44 – Skinny Dipping

tags/warnings: pretty standard shag tbh, there are people in the rooms closeby but jk simply doesn’t give a shit, creampie, fingers in creampies lmao, eating creampie, too!!, finger sucking, multiple orgasms

Bad Decision #45 – The Rule of Five

tags/warnings: sofa shagging in lieu of speak about feelings! Kissing but v important kissing!! A little bit of cockwarming, unprotected sex, bed sex, creampie, all the good stuff you usually get with bd <33 squirting, jk is so lovely <3

Bad Decision #47 – Time Out

tags/warnings: a lil dry hump &lt;3

Bad Decision #48 – Bickering

tags/warnings: mutual masturbation <3 sex toys (f), he fucks her with it <3 then licks it clean <3 kinda deepthroats it actually lmao, cums on her tummy <3 more polaroids <3

last updated: 20230914

Jungkook's growth over the years ♡ I feel so honored to have the opportunity to watch him grow into this amazing person and such a talented artist. 970901 — Happy Birthday Jeon Jungkook!

dextrocardia | 04

Dextrocardia. Originally a medical term, but also a way to describe someone who's got their heart in the right place.

"She's been moved to another operation to help out. This pairing is necessary because you'll be undercover as spouses. I know you two can be professional about this."

"What?!" It's Jeongguk's upset voice that sounds, and for once, you share his displeased opinion.

Spouses.

pairing: cop!jk x f detective!reader

genre: undercover cops, fake marriage, e2l au, angst, fluff, smut

word count: 5.3k

warnings for this part: none really, except sexism and insults and jk is HOT but confusing (also,,,, k i s s i n g)

rating: NC-17 – Adults Only

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© dextrocardia is copyright jeonstudios. this fic can not be modified, re-posted, or translated without my permission.

Behind you, Jeongguk must be looking even more confused than you. 

“It’s hard not to notice the tv when you don’t have any curtains and really big windows,” Eunha elaborates with a chuckle.

Shit. Your heart starts to race, and you can feel your hands go clammy. That’s your fault. You leave the ginormous tv on during the night whenever it’s your turn on the couch. 

“He snores,” you blurt. “And I don’t wanna disturb him so I sometimes go downstairs because I know he needs his sleep.”

You know you’ll be skinned alive the moment you’re alone together, but you needed a believable explanation and you needed one fast. Technically, you could’ve pinned the snoring on yourself, but… no, Jeongguk and his friends have made your life a living hell, and you’re not about to forget that just because he’s got a tender touch and kissable lips.

“Oh?” It’s Hoseok who speaks, “That must be rough.”

“Yeah, I’ve told her to wake me, but she insists on going down, herself,” Jeongguk answers, his voice gentle and warm, and even if you can’t technically hear it, you do hear it; the irritation.

You zone out after that, relieved that your quick thinking worked but still frozen in some kind of fear, the others’ voices becoming muffled as they move on to small talk. You nod here and smile there, but soon enough, you and Jeongguk turn to leave.

“Why the fuck did you have to say that?” he seethes the moment you’re out of sight, turning to walk down the neighborhood’s sidewalk. 

You keep your eyes forward and your emotions in check, knowing that there could be neighbors watching. “Because we needed an excuse.”

“And of course, your first instinct is to throw me under the bus.”

“No, but I don’t see why I should always be the one to sacrifice myself?”

“‘Sacrifice yourself?’ I can’t recall you sacrificing anything, actually.”

You can’t say that he doesn’t, once again, disappoint you, but you glance at him, your lips parted. You definitely shouldn’t be surprised.

“You’re an ass,” you inform, “and on second thought, I think I’ll head back. Don’t really feel like hanging out with you.”

Holding your hand out, expecting him to pass the leash to you, you have to admit that what does surprise you is seeing him sigh and almost look… apologetic. Almost.

“I can still take him for a walk. I know you said he needed it, so I can do it, I don’t mind.”

For two seconds, you contemplate. But you don’t have the energy to argue and while you stare at Jeongguk, Fenrir pulls on the lead, excited for a long walk. You may dislike Jeongguk, but he seems weirdly fond of your dog.

“Fine.”

They’re gone for nearly two hours, leaving you to plan the coming days in peace, and when they return, Fenrir snoozes off happily under the dining table.

  It turns out that the house’s sad excuse of a flower bed comes in handy for you. There are weeds and corpses of a few different plants you can’t identify sticking up from the dry dirt that lines the inside of the fence in the front yard. It’s not like you have an extreme interest in gardening, but thanks to your grandma, you know a few things, and coincidentally, working on it will give you a good reason to be outside, observing both the neighbors and possibly that god forsaken cat.

Wiping your forehead with your wrist so as to not transfer dirt from the gloves to your face, you gaze up, irritated at the sun. It just had to be an exceptionally warm summer, didn’t it? Insane beyond words, Jeongguk left about an hour ago to join Namjoon on his jog, and you almost hope he perishes from sunstroke or dehydration while away.

You’re wearing another light blue, flowy dress, your bare knees on the grass as you’re kneeling in front of the dirt. Despite the result of the flower bed being absolutely not important whatsoever, you’re still happy with what you’ve accomplished during the last hour or two.

Behind you is the pile of weeds you’ve managed to unearth, which is a lot. Unfortunately, you don’t have any live plants or even seeds to plant, so there’s just one more thing you can do today, which is watering the flowerless flower bed thoroughly.

It takes way too much effort to unroll the garden hose from its wall-mounted holder, but with the hose on the ground and the tiny little lever pulled just right, you hear the telltale sound of water moving through it.

The area you’ve “moved” into is a fairly dry one, so you’ll have to really drench the soil all the way down, and you waste no time.

As soon as you twist the muzzle, the water sputters until there’s a steady stream flowing. You twist some more, and the stream evolves into something more like a shower. It’s pretty, how the sun’s rays scatter on the many, many droplets, and you feel the slight breeze carry the very smallest of them to your skin. 

You take a deep, relaxing breath, enjoying the feeling and letting some tension go. You’ve been so uncomfortable here. Unsurprising, really, considering who else shares your house and what the mission means, but it’s really put a dent in your health. You have a hard time sleeping, scared of being snuck up on and murdered, and you don’t eat much, paranoid of being poisoned. Danger and evil is everywhere, around every corner.

You lift your gaze from the ground, and it falls on a specific house on the other side of the street. The cat, a ragdoll?, has shown himself maybe once. Perhaps you’ve also seen a suspiciously fluffy tail swish past a window once. His relative absence confirms your suspicion that he spends most of his time at a window facing the backyard and not the front.

You’re in the middle of planning a shorter side mission that might entail you, dressed in black from head to toe, and crawling through the tiny little, tree-sparse forest behind the Jung’s backyard fence when a sound catches your attention.

Before realizing that it’s Jeongguk calling your fake name, you’re startled, your body tensing up and turning around.

Still with the hose in your hand.

“What the?!” he exclaims, as he’s doused in the cold hose water, and you’re immediately trying to get your surprised hands to twist the muzzle shut.

“Oh my God, I’m sorry,” you apologize, eyes lowering from a half-naked (to whose surprise?) and dripping Jeongguk to your hands. 

The wet, slippery hose doesn’t cooperate, and so all you can do is redirect the water down onto the ground while you try your best to shut it off. 

Somewhere in the back of your head, you register… laughter, and big hands suddenly appear in your vision to take the hose from your hands.

When you peer up, you’re eye to eye with your partner, his hair wet and dripping water onto his face. But he’s grinning, seemingly carefree and not… angry?

Gently, he takes the hose and twists it shut, and when you look around, you notice the reason. There’s laughter coming from the small audience of Namjoon, also half-naked and sweaty from their run, and Eunha and Hoseok, leaning against their own fence on the other side of the street. Perhaps you also spot one of the older ladies living in a house further down the street peek her head out the open door at the ruckus.

“Thank you. And, uh, sorry,” you smile sheepishly, watching a droplet run down Jeongguk’s face and drip from the tip of his nose.

“It’s okay.”

But his smile grows as he takes a step back, and before you know it, he’s turning the water on again with you as his target.

“Jeo–Jaehyun!!” you shriek, holding your hands out in a feeble attempt to stop the cold stream from soaking your dress.

Oddly enough, your nemesis turns the setting to the softest stream, but you realize it perhaps wouldn’t look the best if he was witnessed trying to powerwash his wife’s skin from her bones.

Luckily for you, he only keeps it on for a few seconds, but you definitely think he enjoys it. When he shuts the water off again, he drops the hose to the ground to approach you.

You lock eyes, your heart beating heavily, and you don’t have the brain capacity to think about the others watching.

He steps closer, so much so that you’re nearly chest to chest, and your heart comes to a standstill instead as you peer up at him. Your skin is wet, almost as wet as his although your hair remains a bit dryer.

A water drop threatens to fall from a black strand hanging nearly in his eyes. Eyes that don’t waver from yours. They’re warmer, almost freckled with gold under the sun.

“Your dress is see-through.”

Not once, as he walks you back to the front door, shielding you with his own body, does he look down. Not even as the distance between you increases when you go to open the door to slip inside, instead, he looks away.

“Thank you.” You don’t know why you’re thanking him. Well, you do, but you don’t.

“No problem,” he smiles, turning around to head back to his new-found buddy.

  Around twenty minutes later, when you’re in a dry change of clothes, Jeongguk enters the house. 

“Eunha’s visiting her mom in two days. She’ll spend the night there too.”

You look up from your laptop where you’re sitting on the couch. Jeongguk is still half-naked because when is he not, but he’s also still a bit wet. Not as much, so you figure he must’ve dried off quite a bit out in the sun, already disappearing into the bathroom to return with a towel to pat the remaining water away with.

“What? How do you know that?”

“I heard her. She asked Namjoon where to buy a bonsai tree for her mom.”

“Oh,” you answer, trying not to stare as Jeongguk rubs the towel all over his hair, making his abdominal muscles flex. “That’s good. So, today is… Tuesday, meaning that she’ll leave on Thursday, and spend the night. Their cat’s favorite window is guaranteed at the back of the house, so if we find a way to figure out which exact window it is by Thursday… We can get inside then.”

“No, that’s too early. You want me to go to the poker night–the first one I’ve been invited to–and skip out early? Even if we do crack which window it is, it’s too risky. Too suspicious. I say we wait a week; watch the cat in the meantime, and I’ll leave early next week.”

You’re almost a bit taken aback. Since when does Jeongguk know how to converse–about your different opinions nonetheless–without calling you names and looking at you with disgust? Silently, you wonder if he slipped and fell on his head outside.

“It’s not. We use one of the battery-powered mini cameras and we set it up on their backyard fence tonight after dark, and you go to Namjoon’s on Thursday, stay for a drink or two, for maybe… an hour or two? I’ll call you and tell you that I’m sick.”

He watches you, still unconvinced but with a surprisingly optimistic look on his face.

“The quicker we get even the smallest lead that we can use in the investigation–and we can leave, the better. Even if it’s a bit less suspicious to postpone a week, the risks increase each day we’re here. Besides, we don’t know when the house will be empty again.”

Jeongguk doesn’t say anything, and so you shut your eyes for a second before opening them and looking at him. “They’re not telling us anything; our best bet is to bug the house as soon as possible. You can tell them I’m pregnant or something. Say that it’s early on but that I’m still affected. You can even say that I’ve been sleeping on the couch because I throw up a lot and want to be near the bathroom and not disturb you. That I lied about you snoring because I didn’t want to tell anyone yet. ”

Finally, he seems to actually consider it, biting his cheek before he speaks. “Fine. We rig the camera tonight, and depending on how it goes, if we get clear enough evidence on the cat, we do it this week.”

“What do you say?” Jeongguk’s quiet voice sounds from your phone that’s lying on the kitchen table.

“A little more to the right. No, no, tilt it to the right,” you guide, both hands gripping the Ipad screen. Jeongguk follows your instructions and the Jungs’ house moves within the borders.

“There, there! That’s good; all windows are in frame.”

“Good, I’ll just… fasten it,” he informs, and you can hear the slight rustling and see the camera move minorly. “Still good?”

“Yeah.”

“Great. I’ll be back within five.”

With that, the call ends, and you sigh. The house is still displayed on the screen, in the night vision mode’s green tint. You make sure the screen is plugged in properly, and you adjust the settings to start recording at the smallest sign of movement.

Then, with approximately one minute left until Jeongguk’s return, you start preparing. He’s been more focused on the job the last few hours which is positive because the more focused he is, the less vile he is toward you.

You take a deep breath when the front door opens, silently reminding yourself to not stare at his body. Before he left, he got changed into a black, long-sleeved compression shirt and black cargo pants, and you’re not sure what’s worse, the usual lack of a shirt or this one because you can still see every little shape and bulge and dent in his upper body.

“Works?” he asks the moment he steps into the kitchen, heading directly toward the cupboard with glasses.

“Yeah, good, uh… job.”

The second it’s out, you shut your eyes briefly. You didn’t need to say that, he was gone for less than fifteen minutes. He taped a camera to a fence. Immediately, you brace yourself for the incoming insult. ‘It’s not hard when you have the slightest bit of talent in your body,’ or ‘do you really think I need compliments from you?’

“Thank you.”

You blink, certainly surprised. 

It would’ve been your turn on the couch if you hadn’t gotten fucking exposed. What bothers you is also that, after hearing Jeongguk’s reasoning, a small part of you is actually considering sleeping in the bed with him.

“We don’t even have curtains. And our windows are too big, if they look through them even from the street, they’ll most likely see you.”

Maybe you’re the one who hit their head somehow? Because you’re currently standing in the bedroom, watching Jeongguk pull the covers away. 

“That’s all you’re wearing?” you question, fidgeting with your hands and nodding toward his mostly-naked body. Of course, he’s bare up top, only wearing a pair of shorts, and it’s ridiculous how fit and muscular he is. The muscles in his arm flex when he grabs a pillow, and his abs move too when he positions it to his liking.

“Uh… Yeah? It’s summer; it’s hot as fuck.”

It doesn’t matter that he isn’t spitting insults in your face–you’re still not comfortable with him. Maybe even less so because why would he suddenly not take a very good chance to hurt you? Why didn’t he insinuate that you’re lucky to be able to witness a body like his? Sleep next to him in bed?

Should you do it? What happens if you don’t, and they notice you on the couch? You don’t think your neighbors are suspicious of you but will they be? If the mission fails–if you fuck it up–what will happen? You won’t pretend that your safety isn’t at risk.

“Are you just gonna stand there, or…?”

“What about Fenrir?”

Jeongguk plops down on the bed in a sitting position with his back against the headboard and clasps his hands behind his head. You try not to look at how his biceps bulge.

“I don’t mind him. In fact, I’d rather sleep beside him than you, so he might as well sleep in here too.”

There it is, some sort of insult. In fairness, you guess having someone as gorgeous and talented as Jeongguk also be kind would offset some sort of balance in the world. You just can’t have it all. 

While he watches, you open the closet and gather some shorts and a t-shirt in your arms, and without a word, you head out to the bathroom on the bottom floor.

Fenrir looks at you with his big, brown eyes when you unlock the bathroom door a few minutes later, having washed up and changed for the night. He’s an attentive dog–that’s why you got him–and he surely knows that you’re nervous. 

“Okay, we can do this,” you whisper to the dog, “It’s just one man, and you’ve got my back, and I’ve got yours.”

Not that Jeongguk would even look at Fenrir with anything remotely close to disgust, but it feels better when you remind yourself that Fenrir’s on your side. Sure, Jeongguk may like him, and perhaps Fenrir likes him back, but the dog is yours, and you are his favorite person.

When you return, Jeongguk is still sitting in bed, but he’s preoccupied with the phone in his hands. 

“So what’s the plan for tomorrow, then?” you ask, flicking the light switch off and trying to ignore your nerves as you approach the bed. 

“I’m not sure,” Jeongguk answers without looking up. The only lightsource in the room is the device in his hands, and it illuminates his face, “what do we need before we’re ready to enter the house?”

“Well, we’ve got the equipment and hopefully the window of time when Eunha’s away and Hoseok’s at Namjoon’s. If we’re lucky, we’re able to confirm which window to enter through tomorrow. I’d say all we need to do is perfect our excuse as to why you’ll have to return home without it seeming suspicious.”

You stop at the foot of the bed, disgusted at the thought of having babies with Jeongguk, even if they’re made up. 

“Also, we should probably see if we can find out more about their cameras, if there’s, you know, a plug to pull before entering just in case either of them decide to take a look. You could always try to steal Hoseok’s phone during the poker night or otherwise prevent him from looking, but Eunha might want to check in on the cat through hers.”

“I can have the chief make some calls to cut the power to their house for a few minutes?”

Surprised, you look at him with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

“I mean–yeah, if that’s a possibility? I didn’t know it was?”

He puts the phone down on the bedside table. “I think it is. It won’t work for the alarm since those have backup batteries, and there’s a small risk the cameras could as well, but it would be better than only disconnecting the router while already inside in case they have their own connection. We don’t know if the cameras are set to record movement or, like you said, Eunha decided to take a look either.”

His suggestion is good, you can’t deny that, but it makes irritation bubble in your veins. Yes, the chief is sexist like so many men in law enforcement, and your relationship isn’t the best, but to hear Jeongguk speak of the man as something like a friend? You doubt he’d be cutting power if you asked.

“So, are you getting in, or?”

Blinking in the low light, you realize that you’ve just been standing at the foot of the bed with both Jeongguk and Fenrir watching you, Fenrir from the floor beside the bed.

“Yes,” you sputter, not wanting your nerves to show. More determined than you’ve felt in quite some time–fake determination or not–you grab the duvet on your side to get under it. “Just a warning, though. If you touch me, I’ll get Fenrir to bite you. Fenrir, up!”

The big dog jumps up and lies down between you and Jeongguk, and you feel confident enough to lie down with your back toward him.

“If I touch you? You think I want to touch you?”

Like so many times before, your heart sinks. Of course, it doesn’t make sense that you care since you hate the man, but evidently, you do. You’ve begun to reach the conclusion that something’s wrong with you.

  Unsurprisingly, you don’t sleep much. At all, really. So, you rise with the sun because what’s the use in lying in bed with an unconscious Jeongguk? He’s definitely pretty to look at, and sleep somehow makes him look almost… endearing, but you definitely know you shouldn’t, so you grab a change of clothes and leave the bedroom.

It’s eight a.m., and you’re sitting at the kitchen table when a newly awoken Jeongguk drags his feet into the kitchen. You look up from the tablet just in time to see him stretch his arms over his head and yawn. Still half-naked, of course.

“Didn’t expect you to be awake at a reasonable time,” he comments, nearly tripping over his own feet. It makes you snicker, and you curse to yourself.

“Dude, I don’t think you’re even awake.”

Jeongguk squints his light sensitive eyes at you, his hair sticking out in every direction and swaying as he approaches the fridge. After opening it, he reaches for the orange juice, and you think you feel the air turn slightly… awkward.

“So, today… We should look happy. Like, even happier than just newly-weds. As if we just found out you were… pregnant? Or should the story be that we’ve known a little while?”

Oh. Your fingers trace the rim of your own mug.

“Well, if I’m supposed to be sick tomorrow, then maybe it would be best if we say that we, or I, have been suspecting it because I’ve been feeling… the symptoms? And that it’s the reason I decided to test for it yesterday? We can act like we’re happy but trying to keep it a secret for a little while longer because it’s still early?”

Taking a sip from the blue mug in his hand, Jeongguk nods. “I’ll do the rounds, looking excited, but I won’t tell them until poker tomorrow when I explain why I’ll need to go home.”

“Because I’m sick and worried something might be wrong?”

“Yeah. By the way, did you have time to look through that yet?” he gestures toward the screen in your hand. “Did it show anything?”

“Yeah, I think we got it,” you smile hopefully.

  Your sleepless night catches up to you, and while Jeongguk locks the door behind him to meet Namjoon for yet another morning run, you dive back into bed. Can you call it a nap if it’s not even ten a.m.? Who knows, but the extra sleep in a quiet house does you good.

At eleven, you stick your feet into your sandals to take Fenrir for a walk, but it isn’t long after you’ve stepped outside that you spot Jeongguk and Namjoon outside your short fence. Both are breathing heavily and more or less drenched in sweat. In all honesty, Namjoon is both slightly taller and bigger than Jeongguk, even if Jeongguk looks more… defined, but… it bothers you how your eyes are drawn so much more to Jeongguk. You, if anyone, know what a terrible person he is, and how he finds you appalling and gross and disgusting, yet you find yourself looking at him.

You manage to pass the men quickly, but since you’re supposed to be extra happy and in love today, you still make an effort to give your fake husband a heart-eyed smile and a kiss from your tippy toes, your hand on his sweaty chest. He looks down at you warmly, and you hope that you manage to look as happy as he does.

You allow Fenrir to do his business, and then, you’re on your way to Hyeji’s house. She’s on her porch when you approach, excitedly waving you closer.

“Good morning!” she greets, and even Bubbles comes running from inside the house, barking.

“Morning, how are you today?” you lean your arms on the fence, giving her your best ‘I just found out I’m having a child with the man of my dreams but I’m keeping it a secret for now’ smile.

“Great! How are you? Care for some tea?”

“I’m pretty great too. And sure, I’d love to,” you smile, intending on acting like you’re feeling sick but pretending to be good. Layers.

Hyeji grins, and as you head inside the fence and toward her porch with Fenrir in tow, you realize that perhaps you’ll miss her when all of this is over. If you make it out, that is, there are still a ton of risks.

For almost three hours, you sit and chit chat. You even forget that you’re supposed to act somewhat happy because you don’t have to act. In a way, Hyeji reminds you of your friends back home, of Sana and Jihyo, but despite how much you’d rather stay and talk about anything and everything (except your real life) with her, you should probably get going. 

Your mind is in overdrive during the short walk back to the house. Dark, mysterious eyes, friends, assignments, weapons. Gunshots. When you slide the unlocked front door open, the house is eerily quiet. Your heartbeat picks up.

“J–Jaehyun?” you call carefully, just in case Jeongguk is home but not alone. There’s no reply, but another sound. Like… groaning?

Briefly, you wonder if someone’s hurt, and logically, it would be Jeongguk. Slowly, you sneak through the front part of the house with Fenrir’s collar tightly gripped, until you see him.

It is Jeongguk, and he’s doing pull ups on one of those bars he installed in the doorway to the bathroom. Like earlier, he’s wearing shorts, his sweaty back facing you, and he appears to be listening to music through his headphones. For just a second, you let yourself admire him; his strong back and arms, and the sounds he makes. Then, you unleash Fenrir, chuckling a little to yourself when he lunges in excitement, startling Jeongguk to the point he almost falls on his ass.

“Didn’t hear you,” he heaves, bending down to scratch Fenrir behind the ears. 

“We noticed. How has it gone today, so far?”

Jeongguk straightens up, “Uh, pretty well. I’ve mainly been, you know, trying to build relations and acting extra happy. Also went through the footage up until now, and the result’s the same. It’s for sure that window.”

You nod, “That’s… good. Means we can proceed with the plan.”

The plan may not have been the most detailed or…  planned, and it definitely didn’t contain Jeongguk moving the old hammock–left behind in the backyard by the old owners–onto the porch and waving you closer when you step outside.

“It’s… cold,” you excuse, looking out over the street. It’s nine p.m., and the sun is setting over the neighborhood, but it doesn’t mean that its residents have retreated inside yet. In the distance, there’s still laughter and chatter echoing from someone’s backyard, and two houses over, people are sitting on the steps of their porch with wine glasses in their hands.

In a surprisingly good mood, Jeongguk keeps motioning for you to come closer. You do slowly, wrapping your arms around your dress-clad self.

Seeing Jeongguk look anything other than seething confuses you and nearly has you squinting your eyes at him in suspicion. An hour earlier, you went looking for Fenrir, calling his name throughout the house and starting to grow worried. Then you saw them through the window, playing in the backyard, and you stayed there, watching.

You don’t like seeing Jeongguk happy. It’s just not believable. To be fair, he didn’t know you were watching him, and he was alone with your dog with no one else around, so there was no use for him to pretend, but… it just can’t be real.

The eyes that are usually so dark with hatred and disgust–or at least used to be–crinkled in a way you’ve never really seen before. He smiled as he called for your dog’s attention, laughing happily when Fenrir went running for the ball Jeongguk threw. You observed as they played for a while, and then as Jeongguk sat down in the grass and patted his lap, Fenrir trotting over with the ball between his jaws and lying down across Jeongguk’s legs.

“Stop whining,” he teases, looking so handsome as he rises to stand before you, “and sit with me.”

Taking you by surprise, Jeongguk shrugs off the navy sweatshirt he’d been wearing and places it over your head before you can say anything about it. Somewhat reluctantly, you put your arms through the holes, gasping in surprise when Jeongguk tugs you down beside him by one of the inevitable sweater paws.

“Do you think they’re fooled?” he wonders quietly, still holding onto the sweater, “Do we look like newlyweds that can’t keep their hands off each other?”

“Umm, I don’t know. Never been a newlywed. Or married at all, actually.”

You’re not sure what it is, if it’s your quiet voices in the summer night air, or if it’s something else, but a calmness starts to settle in your chest.

Jeongguk chuckles, locating your hand in the fabric, “Well, me neither. But we look like we could be, at least I think. You’re not the worst actress, after all. Or wife.”

Eyebrows raised slightly, you meet his eyes. “How generous of you.”

He keeps smiling but doesn’t say anything more, and slowly, he raises his hand, stroking your cheek before gently holding your chin. Then, he moves closer, and he kisses you.

You let him, and you definitely do kiss him back. Slowly at first, then a little more eager. He tugs a little on your waist, and carefully, and with your heart beating out of your chest, you move onto his lap. He keeps his warm hands on your waist, rubbing soft circles with his thumbs, and you feel the rough fabric of his jeans against the skin of your legs.

At that moment, he’s sweet. Kind. Funny. You don’t think about the cockiness, the arrogance, the rolling of eyes, and insults directed your way. You live the fantasy, ringed fingers and feelings growing warmer. Being cared for, desired. But even if all of it were true, you’d have a lot to work through. And it isn’t true, it’s an act, especially from his side. The neighbor you saw peek over her hedge a minute ago just reminds you of it. It doesn’t stop you from coming to the realization that you want it. You want him to like you, you want him to want you.

Despite you not moving much on his lap, something soon happens. At first, you thought you imagined it, but no, he’s definitely getting hard underneath you while also slowly, slowly lowering one of his warm hands to the naked skin of your outer, lower thigh, and it triggers your fight or flight response. 

You pull back, fear in your eyes as you climb off him.

“Hey, I–” he tries, but you’re already back away.

“I gotta go, I, uh, have to get ready,” you excuse. 

Of course, there isn’t anything to get ready for, not until tomorrow anyway. But you turn, and you hurry inside, locking yourself in the bathroom.

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⊹₊ ⋆ “put your ass in my face 'til I get pink eye, fuck you anywhere, I'm that type guy,”

TAGS — face riding, pussy-eating, jk’s whipped asf, he’s whiny too, creampies, cum-eating/feeding, slight dirty talk, unprotected sex, reader is cute but she’s NASTY, lowkey subby!jk

WORD COUNT — 1.9 k

One thing Jungkook loved about you was the way you teased him–made him beg for it and had him on his knees for your pussy. He’d die for just a little taste..just a tiny one, he wanted to slobber all over it till the drool was running down his chin and his face was smeared in your slick. His poor cock stirs just thinking about having you on his tongue all over again.

“Good morning.” You cheerfully smile, “Thought I’d make some breakfast before we leave.” You turn to lean back against the counter, the very sight of you has his mouth running dry as he takes you in. You’re wearing nothing but his black oversized shirt that ends above your thighs, underneath he can see your pretty panties you had surprised him with yesterday when you came over, and the rest of you is laid out bare for him.

Jungkook licks his lips and saunters over, “Not hungry–for food at least.” He eyes you up and down as he crowds you up against the counter, “Fuck, you look so good.” He whispers under his breath dropping his hands down underneath his shirt, his big hands cup both cheeks and give them a hard squeeze. “You should walk around my house like this more.” He chuckles.

“Yeah?” You softly purr as you wound your arms around his neck, “You like it when I wear your clothes?” Your eyes fall down to his lips, “I like them too, but I think I look better with nothing on.” You bite your lip with a soft giggle, watching as his eyes darken, “Don’t you think so?”

Jungkook groans under his breath and presses his lips to yours messily, “Fuck yes,” he whispers fiercely as he continues kissing you, “you’re a fuckin’ dream.” The noises his lips make when he smacks them against yours fill up the otherwise quiet kitchen. Jungkook’s moaning softly against your lips and his hands are greedily grabbing anywhere and everywhere.

You softly sigh into his mouth and lean back with him following, not wanting to separate from the heated kiss. When you began running out of air you swiftly pulled back and stared up at him with glossed over eyes. “The food is gonna get cold,” you murmur, “don’t want it to go to waste.”

Jungkook grumbles, “No, baby–c’mon,” he tries to reel you back in after you start side-stepping to get out from between him and the counter, “don’t want food, just want your little pussy..” He trails off as he corners you once again, “You feel that? How crazy you’re driving me?” He brings your hand down over his boxers, pushing his hard cock up against your soft hand.

You nearly drool when you feel the thick outline of his cock, and there’s a damp spot that has you internally whining. “And how do you want me?”

“Anyway, just wanna eat your pussy out baby.” Jungkook paws at your panties and tries to get you to take them off but you stop him, “Baby.” He whines again and steps back when you motion for him to move. He eyes you questioningly, watching with a pouty gaze as you slowly lift the hem of his shirt. “Oh fuck.” He whispers under his breath.

You smile teasingly at him and hook your fingers under the waistband of your panties, tugging them down slowly. He licks his lips hungrily and waits patiently, “C’mere love,” you curl your finger at him, “ah-ah, on your knees for me Jungkookie.” You purr.

Jungkook stumbles over eagerly, falling before you on his knees as he looks up at you waiting. “You’ll do anything I want?” You tilt your head.

“Anything.” He nods eagerly with his throat bobbing as he swallows harshly.

You slowly hook your leg over his shoulder and bring him closer, pussy hovering right over his lips. Jungkook licks his lips and turns his eyes up to you, as if he were asking for permission. “Go on, make me cum Jungkookie, you can have it baby.” You bite your lip. He immediately dives in and runs his tongue over your soft slicked up folds.

Jungkook’s eyes flutter shut and you watch a subtle shudder go through his body, like he’s getting pleasure from just eating you out alone. His hand comes up to pull you in by your ass cheeks and your pussy rubs over his face. His tongue slips past your folds and he circles it around your clit, moaning against your pussy. The vibrations have you whining quietly under your breath.

“Fuck.” You whisper under your breath.

Jungkook busies himself with sucking on your clit, licking at your inner folds, and letting his tongue prod at your slicked up hole. He pulls back to pant softly against your pussy, his eyes are glossed over and filled with dark desires. You guide him by the back of his head to your pussy, “Feels so good..” You whisper and feed your cunt to him, you let your hips roll forward slowly as you smother his face with your pussy.

He groans lowly and tilts his head up, “Need more,” he pants softly, “ ‘s not enough, need your pussy ‘round my cock. Gonna fuck you so good till you’re shaking baby.” He puts his hot mouth over your cunt once more and sucks harshly on your sensitive little bud.

“Oh,” you shudder and tilt your head back, “like that.” You shakily grind against his mouth and dig your fingernails into his scalp, “So good baby, you’re gonna make me cum.” You whine, “Bet you’re gonna fuck me so good, fill me till I’m dripping with your cum,” you purr out.

Jungkook’s moans mix with soft slupring noises, he digs his fingers into your soft cheeks and desperately chases after you when your hips move even the slightest bit away from his mouth. Your pussy throbs and a sharp wave of pleasure rolls over you as you cum on his tongue. He doesn’t let up on your poor throbbing clit, licking and sucking over it while you ride out the rest of your orgasm.

“Fuck that’s enough baby.” You whine quietly and push at his head, “C’mon, you said you’d fuck me good.”

Jungkook pulls back, panting heavily as he looks up at you with those doe eyes, “ ‘m gonna fuck you so good,” he replies as he slowly rises to his towering height, looking down as he pins you up against the counter once more.

You bite your lip eagerly and slip your hand into his sweats, happy to find that he forgoed wearing anything underneath. His cock throbs, it’s hot and sits heavy against your soft palm. You stroke him slowly, running your hand over every inch and vein that sits on his hard shaft. Jungkook moans low and kicks his hips into your hand, “Baby–let me have it,” he begs softly, “need your pussy around me cock.”

“Yeah? And if I said only the tip?” You grin when he whines, “What’s the matter baby? Thought you wanted my pussy ‘round your cock.”

Jungkook bites on his piercing and paws at your soft hips, “Please baby, you know what I’m gonna say.” He whispers as he licks his lips, “So let me have it, yeah?” He crowds you.

You bite your lip and nod, hiking your leg up around his waist and tugging his cock out of his sweats, letting the waistband sit below his swollen balls. You align the tip with your pussy, pressing the weeping head over your cunt and against your clit. He sighs softly and nudges forward, letting his cock slip right between your fat folds with a low squelch.

“More baby.” He groans and continues sliding his cock up against your messy pussy over and over again.

The glide is smooth, your slick coats his cock and makes it messy. His cockhead prods at your clit over and over again sending sharp jabs of pleasure down your spine. You guide his cock to your hole and whine quietly as he stuffs you full of him, letting it push past and slip right in where he belongs. It has your back arching in pleasure as he fills you up so perfectly.

“Oh fuck.” Jungkook moans out as he sets his hands on either side of you on the counter, caging you in so you don’t go running off anywhere. “Pussy so tight ‘round me, got you creaming all over me like a messy little slut. Gonna make you clean it with your mouth baby.” He pants hotly against your ear as he pumps his cock in and out of you.

Your mouth falls open and a shaky breath escapes you, you feel so full you’re rendered speechless from how good the pressure feels. Your leg that’s wrapped around his waist tightens, you roll your hips to meet his as the two of you fuck up into eachother desperately.

You claw at his shoulders and moan high and breathy, “Right there Kook, fucking me so good.” You whimper out.

Jungkook fucks into you harder, his knuckles turn white from how tight he’s gripping the counter. The sounds of his hips meeting your plush ass fill the entire kitchen, slick dribbles down his cock and stains his sweats and balls. The noises your pussy makes only fuels his desire for you, slamming home into your cunt over and over again.

“Right there baby? You’re gonna cum for me again?” He breathes out and turns his head to bury his face in your neck. “Yeah?” He whispers when he feels your pussy tighten around him, “Go on baby, cum on this cock.” He grins softly.

You moan loudly and throw your head back as your hips buck wildly against his own, “Kook..!” You gasp, your pussy flutters around his cock. Jungkook in response speeds up and hoists you up against him, his cock pushes right up against your g-spot and that’s your undoing.

“Fuck.” You sob out while coming around his cock.

Jungkook fucks into you a couple more times, shuddering when he feels your hand drop down to wrap around his balls and fondle them while he fucks you. “Shit.” He whispers and lets his eyes fall closed, his hips roll slowly until he cums, filling your slicked up pussy to the brim.

“I feel gross now.” You mumble out, reaching down between the two of you to swipe up some of his cum, bringing your finger up to your lips and sucking.

Jungkook shudders at the sight and gets an idea, “Can I..?” He asks softly as he slowly slips out of your messy cunt with a lewd squelch. You give him a cheeky smile and nod, leaning back against the counter and spreading your thighs apart for him. He falls to his knees and laps up the mess between your sticky folds, you sigh in relief when his tongue runs over your clit in a soothing manner.

When Jungkook finishes he comes up and you bring him down for a kiss, moaning into his mouth as you slip your tongue into his mouth. The taste of him and you definitely has you weak in the knees, and you know he feels the same way. “Breakfast?” You ask softly.

Jungkook licks his lips, “No thanks,” he smacks your ass as he passes by, “just had some.” He grins whistling softly.

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What We Create    ⛢ | ☙

KIM SEOKJIN  |  JIN

ONE SHOT

Everything Between Us     ☙

MIN YOONGI  |  SUGA

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JUNG HOSEOK  |  J-HOPE

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PARK JIMIN  |  JIMIN

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Only You    ⛢ | ☙ | ☁  

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In War     ⛢ | ☙

KIM TAEHYUNG  |  V

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JEON JUNGKOOK  |  JUNGKOOK

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For one day, every year, killing is legal, and you’ll kill anyone as long as the price is right. He’ll kill anyone as long as his orders tell him so. Both of you are the top purgers in the business, but what happens if your name ends up on his kill list? What happens if you’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to kill Jeon Jungkook?

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⤑ 9 months to fall in love 25. (epilogue)

It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.

Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.

Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

pairing; kim seokjin x f reader au/genre; unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, slow burn, romance (dare I say romcom in places), smut, angst, (melo)drama, dual pov words; 2,350

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title: from home pairing: jungkook x reader 

genre: richkid!jk, baker!reader, fakedating!au, fluff, angst, e2l, smut

prompt: jungkook is the youngest of five boys, the last in line to truly inherit any his parents’ money. but what if his mom suddenly cuts him off due to his current poor behavior and he’s forced to learn how it feels like to be part of the working class? 

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He wasn’t supposed to be yours. His foolery wasn’t supposed to target you. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader

➳ genre: enemies to lovers, royal!au; angst, fluff, smut

➳ contents & warnings: fuckboy!JK, royal!jk, lies, miscommunication, hints of fake dating but not really, past side character death mentioned, banter, crying, guilt, jealousy, explicit sexual content (such as oral, fingering, making out, (unprotected) sex, cum eating, etc.); and more chapter specific warnings! | 18+

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“To you, you’re water, and he’s fire — but perhaps there’s a grey area where you meet. Where you collide and become steam, evaporating, hot yet calm.”

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“The flicker’s colours are soothing. This fire is harmless, warm and tender; there are so much worse flames in your very own world.”

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“You thought you were water, cool as ice; and that he was fire, hot-headed and irresistible. You wanted to evaporate with him, but right now, you’re both burning.“

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“Neither the glowing star above nor the flickering flames will *ever burn as bright as you.”

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When do you always update? Whenever a part is done. I will try to finish C&F, including the epilogue, by the beginning of May ‘23!

How many chapters will C&F have? Three + the epilogue! For now, that’s all I’ve planned.

What inspired you to write C&F? The urge to write a royal JK, Bridgerton and you guys. <3

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favorite jungkook looks: this jungkook's black swan outfit ♡  

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“do you… trust me?” it’s a low whisper, soft lips pressed against the stuttering pulse in your throat. but you think, or maybe you hope, the implications are trying to delve much deeper into your heart. regardless, your answer has never wavered. 

“yes.”

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: smut, angst, fluff parts posted: 45/45 words: 68k contains: drabble series, historical au, royal au, romance, drama, the very definition of “it’s complicated,” inspired by daechwita. a/n: please pay attention to the dates, but read in the order that the drabbles are listed, not in chronological!

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february 1869 {m} - your king takes care of you and his business, no matter who is watching.

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JUNGKOOK for Calvin Klein

STARBOY | JJK

PAIRING: Boyfriend!Jungkook x reader

RATING/GENRE: 18+, college AU, Established relationship, smut, angstt, fluff

WC: 20k

WARNINGS: a cringy nickname, sorry, not sorry, babes, manhandling, multiple orgasms, forced orgasm, unprotected sex, jk is kinda toxic but he's working on it, make up sex, JEALOUSY, Jisung is kinda toxic too, Jennie being iconic, talk about potential cheating, Oc finally setting boundaries (as she should)

SYNOPSIS: Jisung still has feelings for you, even though he'll never admit it. So when he starts dating someone who looks way too much like you, and then shows up unannounced on the same day that Jungkook does, well, let's just say Jungkook is done playing games.

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AN: This was a bit challenging to write. It's okay though, we all have those moments of struggle. Just a quick note, the angst in this one definitely sets a darker tone for their relationship. So, it might not be all sunshine and rainbows from here on out, but that's what makes it interesting, right?

"Look what you've done"

"I'm a motherfuckin' starboy"

Jungkook was good at sex. We're talking 3 orgasms minimum by just foreplay. The guy could fuck you into the next day and after he'd even have stamina for another round.

But he was more than just that.

The way his lips parted as he moved in a sensual rhythm was downright mesmerizing.

You couldn't help but get lost in the moment everytime he explored every inch of your body with a passion and intensity that left you breathless. The chemistry between the two of you was undeniable, and you knew that this was it, Jungkook was it for you.

Now, when we talk about Jungkook, it's not just about his charm and good looks, but also the way he carries himself in all situations. His presence is so reassuring that you instantly feel at ease around him. Whether you are in a crowded room or a quiet coffee shop, Jungkook has a way of making you feel comfortable and taken care of.

It's not just a physical attraction, but a deeper emotional connection that he creates with you every time your eyes meet.

The current situation, though..., yeah, it's a bad example of your relationship, and it is difficult to imagine things getting any worse than they are right now.

“You're blowing this way out of proportion. That was from 4 months ago! Jisung told me he's moved on from that incident and he's even dating a girl now,” you say as you turn to scowl at him, hastily pacing around your apartment.

“I don't understand why you're making such a big deal out of this,” you finish with a huff, deciding to lean against the kitchen counter and cross your arms.

Jungkook, clad in a black leather jacket and baggy jeans, fidgets with the silver hoop piercing his lower lip, his eyes scanning your face with a hint of amusement. After a brief moment of observation, he finally opens his mouth to respond to you.

His frustration was palpable, his voice rising with a mix of anger and desperation. "He's sending you shirtless photos of himself! How can you say this is nothing?" he repeated, emphasizing each word as if trying to drive home a point. For him, it was clear that this sort of behaviour was unacceptable, especially from someone who wasn't him.

He had always been a protective boyfriend, but in situations like these, his jealousy often got the best of him. And yet, despite his anger, a small part of him couldn't help but wonder if he was in the wrong, if maybe his protective instincts were causing him to see things that weren't there.

Rolling your eyes, you take a deep breath to calm your rising irritation.

“He was just showing off the new tattoo he got on his chest. There's nothing for you to worry about. Jisung and I are just friends, and you getting jealous over nothing is really annoying.”

You push off from the counter, the cool marble sending shivers down your arms, and stride over to Jungkook, your heart racing with anticipation. As you approach him, you can feel your palms start to sweat, and you take a deep breath to steady yourself. You place your hands on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through his shirt, as you peer up at him imploringly.

You can see the indecision in his eyes, but you know that you need to convince him. You start to speak, your words tumbling out in a rush. “Please stop worrying over this. You know you're the only one for me.”

You can see the emotions playing across his face, and you know that you are getting through to him. Finally, he nods, and you feel a surge of relief and joy flood through you.

At your words, the tension seems to seep out of Jungkoon's shoulders. He pulls you into his embrace, resting his chin on the top of your head.

“I'm sorry. I just don't want to lose you.” His words are muffled but you can hear the hint of vulnerability in his tone. Your heart softens, and you wrap your arms around his waist.

“You won't lose me. I'm yours, and yours alone.”

Jungkook's words were laden with a sense of defeat as he spoke, "I know that." He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the thoughts that plagued him. He clenched his fists, his frustration obvious. "But how can I not be jealous when he literally told you he loved you just a few months back?"

It's understandable that Jungkook feels this way. After all, romantic feelings are complicated, and it can be difficult to control emotions, especially when one's heart is on the line.

You bury your head in his neck, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. As he hums, you can't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over you. His arm reaches around your waist, holding you close, and you can feel your heart rate slow down. You find yourself wishing that you could stay in this moment forever.

You whisper to him, "I'm never gonna leave you," and you can feel him smile against your skin. "Never," he responds.

"What's up fuckers?" Taehyung singsang as he enters Jungkook's apartment, separating the both of you as you stare at him. You were surprised to see Taehyung there, as you had not seen him in days.

"How did you-" you start, turning to look at Jungkook in question. Jungkook just sighs and looks at Taehyung deadly in the eyes. You could tell that Jungkook was upset at the interruption, as the two of you were in the middle of discussing something important.

Taehyung seems to sense the tension and quickly tries to make amends. "Sorry, man. I didn't mean to interrupt anything important. I just wanted to catch up with you guys."

Jungkook's expression softens slightly, but he still seems annoyed. "It's fine, Taehyung. Just give us a few minutes to finish up here."

As Jungkook's arms find your waist, pulling you closer, he gives you a long, passionate kiss. The feeling of his lip piercing against your lips adds an extra thrill.

"Done"

After breaking the kiss, Jungkook turns to grab a drink from the kitchen while you walk over to where Tae is sitting on the couch. You can feel your cheeks flush as you sit down next to him, still feeling the warmth of Jungkook's embrace.

You take the opportunity to ask Taehyung what he's been up to lately. He launches into a long story about his recent trip to Daegu, describing all the things he did there with his family like celebrate his younger brothers brithday. You listen intently, smiling at the older boy.

-

“and then I took her out on a date, you know that sushi place I took you for your birthday” Jisung says over the phone as you work on your chemistry homework, smiling to yourself remembering your 17 birthday party that you celebrated with him. Back then you didn't have many friends, him being the exception.

You and Jisung have been friends since kindergarten, and still, you remember the first day you met him in 2th grade when he offered to help you carry your backpack. Since then, you two have been inseparable. You've shared many experiences together, including your 17th birthday party at the sushi place that Jisung took his date to. It's amazing how time flies, and now Jisung is finally dating someone.

Amidst your chemistry homework, you take a few minutes to chat with Jisung about his date and catch up on each other's lives. You tease him about his imaginary girlfriend from 7th grade, and he laughs it off, happy to finally have someone real in his life.

"Anyway, enough about me," Jisung laughs, settling back against his pillow. "How are you and Jungkook?" he asks, peering at you through the phone screen. You let out a contented sigh at the mention of your boyfriend's name, placing your pen down on the desk beside you.

"We're doing really well," you say, feeling a warm glow spread through you. "In fact, we've been talking about moving in together." You pause, letting the words sink in. "It's a big step, but we're both really excited about it. We've been looking at apartments and trying to figure out what we want in a new place. It's kind of overwhelming, but in a good way... you know?"

Jisung nods approvingly, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I'm really happy to hear that things are coming together for you guys," he says. "It's great to see you guys lile this." You smile back, feeling a sense of pride in your relationship with Jungkook.

You close your notebook and lay down on the bed next to a sleeping Jungkook. "I really appreciate your support, Jisung," you say, feeling a rush of gratitude. "It means a lot to have someone who supports me." With that, you bid Jisung goodbye and promise to talk to him tomorrow, sending him off with a warm "love ya." As you curl up next to Jungkook and drift off to sleep.

After ending the call, Jisung leaned back on his bed and let out a sad sigh. He loves hearing from you, but it's always hard to say goodbye. He couldn't help but feel a bit lonely after the call ended, wishing that you could spend more time together.

Despite the distance, Jisung always tries to make the most out of your conversations, cherishing every moment you get to talk. "I love you too Y/n", he said after ending the call.

"Y/n?" Jungkook's sleepy voice broke the silence as he woke up a little after you climbed into bed with him. You were snuggled up next to him, playing with his hair. "Hm?" You hummed in response, looking into his eyes, which slowly opened to look at you. "I just wanted to say that I love you." he murmured, leaning into your touch.

You smiled back at him, feeling your heart swell with happiness. As you drifted back to sleep, you couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment, knowing that you were loved and cherished by someone as special as Jungkook.

-

“We have to leave in 10 minutes Kook- ah!” You moan as he mercilessly pounds into you, his breath heavy as his lips connect to your neck, leaving bruises all over. Despite your protests, he continues, the lust in his eyes and the strength of his grip on you intensifying. Your mind begins to race with thoughts of the consequences of being late to the apartment tour you had today, but your body betrays you as you become more and more consumed by the pleasure he is giving you.

"It's fine, I know the owner of the place, we're fine if we're late," he groans, landing a slap on your ass as he keeps on fucking you against the shower wall. You feel his hot breath on your neck as he whispers into your ear, "You know, I've been thinking about this all day." He chuckled, "the way your body feels against mine, the way you moan with pleasure, it's like a drug to me. And I can't get enough of it."

You can't help but feel a shiver run down your spine at the intensity of his words. As he pounds into you, you try to keep your thoughts from wandering, but it's no use.

As you find a hold on the wall, feeling his dick filling you up in all the right places, you couldn't help but think of all the times you had been in this exact position. You knew he was big enough to make it hurt a little, but that was just part of the pleasure. And when you finally reached that climax, it was always so good that you couldn't help but moan out loud.

As you moaned out his name and felt your body start to tremble with pleasure, you knew that this was just the beginning.

When you grip onto his hair, you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You moan out his name, and he responds by thrusting harder and faster. Finally, you feel it - that intense rush of pleasure that sends you over the edge. Your body convulses as you come, and he follows soon after, groaning your name as he spills his seed inside of you.

As you both come down from your high, you can't help but smile. This was exactly what you needed - a moment to forget about everything else and just focus on each other.

After a few minutes of kissing, you take a deep breath and say "We need to leave". Grabbing a towel to dry yourself off and head to your closet, you get dressed.

Jungkook, who came over in his own clothes, starts getting dressed too and as he puts on his shirt, he smiles and says "I can't wait until we live together so I won't have to leave clothes at your place anymore". You smile back at him, feeling happy and excited at the thought of sharing your life with him. "Me too"

-

"So the apartment is located on the 20th floor. You can find the elevator directly in the center of the lobby." The saleswoman, likely in her mid-40s, directs her speech primarily towards Jungkook rather than you, as she explains.

She continues, speaking in a familiar tone, "You'll have a stunning view of the city from up here. It's an ideal place to live, especially for someone of your youth." Again, she smiles in a way that seems more like a smirk, gazing at Jungkook - your boyfriend. Her obvious favoritism towards him elicits an annoyed eye roll from you.

You had only ended up being around 10 minutes late to the showing, but in that short time, she has already formed a preference for Jungkook as she speaks to him as if he's the only one possibly buying the apartment.

While her bias is irritating, you remain focused on evaluating the apartment itself. After all, you and Jungkook had agreed to make this decision together based on your shared priorities. Her opinion has no bearing on whether or not this 20th floor unit with its enviable city views is the right choice for the two of you. But it is.

Jungkook gently hums as he wraps his arm around your waist, glancing down at his expensive designer watch before meeting your gaze with a soft smile. "My girlfriend absolutely adores studying by the window, so this place would be perfect for her," Jungkook explains, emphasizing the fact that the two of you were in a relationship, even if it had been obvious right from the start.

"I see," the woman whose name you had forgotten murmurs with a nod, leading the two of you over to the entrance and holding the door open.

You find yourself gazing upon a spacious and charming entrance, decorated with a few silk flowers that give the space a warm and welcoming feel.

“Woah” you gasp in awe, captivated by the bright and warm ambiance of the apartment. “I already adore it,” you exclaim as you turn to face Jungkook, who is still clinging to you affectionately. “You like it?” Jungkook scrunches his nose up, rubbing it against your hair as he lets out a contented sigh.

The woman clears her throat to gain your attention, ushering you further inside as she shows off a spacious and stunning kitchen and living room. You had viewed a couple of apartments prior to this one, but you just knew in your heart that this was the place you were meant to call home.

A wave of excitement washes over you at the prospect of decorating this place and filling it with joy and laughter alongside the love of your life. You spin around to face Jungkook once more, throwing your arms around his neck as you pepper his face with grateful kisses. “It’s perfect,” you whisper against his lips, your heart overflowing with happiness. Jungkook simply smiles into the kiss, holding you closer as the real estate agent looks on with an annoyed expression, undoubtedly wishing she was you. But who could blame her? Jungkook was perfect.

“Great,” she interrupted your blissful moment together, sauntering closer and retrieving some official-looking documents from her folder to hand over to Jungkook, since as the responsible and financially stable one in your relationship, he would be covering the rent payments until you were able to land a steady job that provided a sufficient income.

“You have 30 days to review and sign these,” she stated matter-of-factly, briefly glancing over at you, though your attention was fully captured by the stunning view of the city skyline from the apartment’s large windows.

Jungkook took the papers and nodded, his face betraying no hint of concern over the financial burden and responsibility he was about to shoulder. His expression remained as radiant as always in your presence. For a fleeting moment, you felt a pang of guilt over your current lack of income and financial instability. But Jungkook, perceptive as always, seemed to sense your worries and reached out to gently squeeze your hand, a silent reassurance of his love and support.

Picking up a call, the real estate agent hurriedly explained that she had to leave for another appointment but to just lock up the house when you were done viewing it.

“This is insane,” you muttered against Jungkook’s shoulder, kissing it lightly. “I can’t believe we’re actually...” you paused, struggling to find the right words.

“Becoming real adults?” Jungkook finished your sentence, pulling you into an embrace.

As the reality of it all started to sink in, a mix of emotions flooded over you. Excitement at this next step in our relationship, nervousness about such a huge life decision, but most of all, a deep affection for the man by your side who had been with you through all the ups and downs of the past few months.

“Do you think we’re really ready for this?” you asked softly, your anxiety getting the better of you.

“As ready as we’ll ever be,” he replied, gently squeezing your hip. “We’ve got this, Baby.”

His reassurance calmed your anxiety, and as you wandered through the empty house, you began to picture filling it with memories over time; Movie nights on the couch, lazy Sunday mornings making breakfast at 10—maybe even the pitter-patter of tiny feet someday.

-

“Can you believe we only have a couple months of school left?” Jennie exclaims as she collapses onto your bed, a wide grin spreading across her face.

“I know, it’s crazy to think this is all almost over,” you reply absentmindedly, still focused on reviewing your chemistry notes in preparation for the midterm exam tomorrow.

“We have to plan a massive party for when we’re finally done with this whole degree,” Jennie continues. “Like a whole night of bar-hopping and getting completely smashed. We deserve it after all the hard work we’ve put in over the years.”

Raising a brow, you turn to her. "You mean that I've been putting into it? All you ever did was copy my notes. " You laugh.

Shaking her head and laughing, she nods defeated "whatever you always got free food when we went to lunch together, so it's only fair"

"...so the party?" She asks again, wiggling her brows

You nod in agreement, “Definitely. Let’s plan something big to celebrate us finally earning our degrees. Maybe we can get the group together and rent one of those party buses to take us around the city?”

Jennie’s eyes light up. “Yes, that would be perfect! A night of debauchery with all our friends before we head off into the ‘real world.’ This is going to be iconic!”

Her enthusiasm is contagious, and you can’t help but smile. But for now, you have to focus on the present, like the pile of notes in front of you and the looming midterm that could make or break your chemistry grade this semester. The party can wait, you tell yourself, but it certainly will be a night to remember.

The incessant ringing of your phone shatters your intense concentration as you feel your pen slip from your grasp and clatter onto the table. Glancing down, you notice the caller ID reads "Jungkook" chuckling softly to yourself. You press the green button and put the call on speaker, eager to hear his beautiful voice.

"Babe, what's up?" You ask, leaning back into the plush cushions of the chair.

"Hey prettiest girl in the entire world," he answers without missing a beat, eliciting a laugh from you and an exaggerated gag from Jennie in the background.

Your best friend shakes her head in amusement and mouths "you two are gross" before returning to her phone.

Grinning, you reply, "Aren't you just the sweetest? To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" You smirk to yourself

Jungkook's honeyed tone flows from the speaker like music to your ears. "Can't I just call to hear the sound of my girlfriend's lovely voice?"

"You're too smooth for your own good," you tease. "But really, what's going on?"

"Well," he begins, a hint of sheepishness seeping into his voice, "The guys and I were wondering if you and Jennie wanted to grab dinner with us tonight?"

Your heart swells at the invitation. It's the little things like this that make you fall even deeper in love with him.

"We'd love to!" Jennie exclaims from your bed. "Just tell us where and when."

The smile is evident in Jungkook's reply. "Great! We were thinking that new Korean BBQ place at 7. Does that work?"

"It's perfect," Jennie assures him. "We'll see you then-"

“Hey wait-” you say quickly, trying to stop Jennie in her tracks before she agrees even more and make you feel even guiltier for saying no. “Jungkook, I really can't today. You know I have my midterm exam in chem tomorrow, and I haven't even started studying until today. I'm so behind, and if I don't do well on this test, I'll fail the class.” You sigh, feeling torn between spending time with your boyfriend and doing well in your classes. “I'm sorry, I really can't mess this one up. My GPA is suffering enough as it is this semester.”

Jungkook frowns, though you can't see, clearly disappointed, but you can tell he also understands. As much as he hates you stressing over your grades, he knows how important your education is to you and would never want you to jeopardize that. “I get it, don't worry about it,” he says, "We can get dinner this weekend to celebrate after you ace that test, okay?”

You smile gratefully. “Thank you for understanding. I'll make it up to you, I promise!”

"I love you"

"Love you"

The call ends with a contented sigh. You turn to Jennie, who is watching you with a knowing look.

"You two are gross," she teases, but the fondness in her tone gives her away.

"Oh hush," you laugh, gathering your things. "Let me study now"

-

“Y/n I'm bored” Jennie speaks up after two hours of silence as you try to memorise as much chemistry as you could. “Me too, this chemistry studying is really dragging on,” you sigh, stretching your back and rolling your neck after what feels like an eternity hunched over your textbook and notes.

“Should we take a break and order some food? What about sushi? I'm kinda hungry and could really use a change of scenery,” she proposes, making you nod enthusiastically. “Sushi sounds amazing right now, and you're absolutely right, I could use a mental break from all this chemistry cramming. As long as you're paying,” you point a finger at her teasingly with a wry grin.

She laughs and playfully swats your hand away. “Fine, I'll pay for the sushi this time, but you're treating me to froyo tomorrow!”

Your stomach rumbles loudly in anticipation and you smile, already daydreaming about the spicy tuna rolls and seaweed salad you're about to devour. “You've got yourself a deal. Now let's close these chemistry books and get some food, I'm starving!” you exclaim, hastily packing up your study materials.

As the two of you wait for your food, Jennie tilts her head down at her phone, causing you to frown in concern.

"What's up?" you ask, peeking down at her phone when she turns it to show you. On the screen is a picture from Jisung's Instagram - it shows him with a girl, and the caption reads "🫶🫶".

"Who is that?" Jennie asks, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"That's probably the girl he's been spending so much time with lately," you respond with a grin, pleased that things seem to have finally fallen into place for your closest friend. Jisung hadn't called you in a couple of days, so this girl was likely the reason for his radio silence.

At first, you were a bit concerned that she might not reciprocate his feelings or treat him well, but after listening to Jisung talk so much about her, your worries faded. It was clear that they shared something great, and you were overjoyed at the thought of your friend finding someone who made him happy.

Jennie appears to consider this for a moment before nodding slowly. "Strange," she then says, shaking her head as she continues scrolling through her phone.

"What's strange?" you ask.

"Just..." she starts, biting her lip. "Don't you think she looks a lot like you?"

You pause, studying the photo more closely. Now that Jennie mentions it, there is something familiar about the girl's features - her hair, her smile, the shape of her face.

A sense of unease starts to creep over you as the implications of the resemblance dawn on you. Could Jisung's interest in this girl have something to do with his feelings for you that he told you have had faded? You push the thought away, not wanting to read too much into a simple photo on Instagram.

"I'm sure it's just a coincidence," you say lightly, though you can't ignore the seed of doubt that has been planted. "Jisung and I are just friends - he's free to date whoever he wants."

The thought kept swirling through your mind all night, and you knew that if you told Jungkook about Jisung's new girlfriend looking like well... you he would completely lose it.

“This is such a mess,” you groan, tossing and turning in your bed as you struggle to fall asleep. You had your most important midterm exam tomorrow and if that stress wasn't already keeping you awake, Jisung's Instagram post was certainly doing the trick now.

You debated whether you should warn Jungkook about the uncanny resemblance between you and Jisung's new flame. While you knew it might cause some temporary discomfort, you also didn't want him to be caught off guard if he happened to see a photo of the two of them together.

After what seemed like hours of debating the issue in your mind, you finally came to the conclusion that it would probably be better coming from you than through a surprise encounter on social media.

Picking up your phone, you see the time 2am blinking on the screen. Shit, there went your hopes of getting a full 8 hours of sweet, uninterrupted sleep tonight. Whatever this was, it seemed more important now. Taking a deep breath, you dialled his number with slightly trembling fingers, not even knowing where to begin.

After a few rings, you heard his raspy, sleepy voice answer, “Hello? Y/n?” He had probably been fast asleep, and you just woke him up. Guilt started to creep in, but you pushed it aside, knowing you needed to talk to him.

“Kook,” you replied softly, biting your lip nervously. There was a brief pause before he spoke again, his voice laced with concern. “Baby? What's wrong? Did something happen?”

You hesitated, unsure of how to explain the turmoil of emotions swirling within you. “I- yes and no?” you answered lamely. “I mean, nothing happened exactly, but I just...I couldn't sleep, and I kept thinking about us, and I just really needed to hear your voice.”

After some reflection, you came to the realization that it was unfair to jump to conclusions about Jisung's girlfriend based on one photo. Perhaps she simply looked similar to you in that one instance, and there could be a multitude of reasons for that resemblance.

“Oh baby, it's okay,” he soothed gently. “I'm here now. Talk to me.” His words comforted you and you felt the anxiety that had been building up start to fade away, grateful as always for his presence in your life.

You sigh, feeling the weight of the past two days without seeing your boyfriend. As you play with your hair, you try to shake off the feeling of longing that has been growing within you. Jungkook has finished his degree, so he has not been on campus much lately, leaving you feeling disconnected and alone. "I miss seeing you," you say, trying to convey the depth of your emotions. "It's been hard juggling all my classes, especially chemistry. It's really kicking my butt." You pause, trying to gauge Jungkook's reaction. "And," you ad hesitantly, "I miss your face?"

Jungkook laughs on the other end of the phone, and you feel a sense of relief wash over you, even as you continue to yearn for his presence. As the conversation continues, you try to keep your emotions in check, not wanting to appear too needy or desperate for his attention. At the same time, you know that you need to express your feelings and let him know how much he means to you.

Jungkook hangs up for a second, leaving you feeling confused and wondering if you had said or done something wrong. But your confusion is short-lived as he calls you back, this time on FaceTime so you can see him.

You can't help but notice how messy his hair is and how his eyes are barely open. But as soon as he speaks, your heart skips a beat. His deep, raspy voice fills your ears, and you feel your cheeks flush with a warm blush. "Hi baby," he says, his lips parting into a smile. You can't help but smile back, feeling your heart flutter at the sound of his voice. "Hi," you reply, your own voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

As you sit there in silence playing with the hem of your shirt, he looks at you with a concerned expression. After a few moments, he speaks up and says, "I feel like there's something more on your mind."

You let out a sigh, still avoiding eye contact, and reply, "It's nothing, just me being me." However, deep down, you know there is more to it than that.

“you don't have to tell me now baby, you wanna hang out tomorrow? Maybe we can start looking for furniture for our new place” he says as he tries to make you feel comfortable despite his absence. He knows that finals can be overwhelming, but he wants to be there for you every step of the way.

You smile at him through the phone and nod, “sounds good, I'd like that”. You're grateful to have him by your side during this exciting and nerve-wracking time. As you hang up the phone, you start to think about all the possibilities that come with having your own place. You can finally decorate it the way you want and create a space that truly feels like home. Maybe you can look up some inspiration online or visit some local furniture stores to get an idea of what you want. You feel a wave of excitement wash over you as you look forward to starting this new chapter in your life with the person you love.

-

Jungkook's strong fists relentlessly pounded the punching bag, his muscles rippling with each powerful strike. As he exhaled deeply, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, an obvious display to the intensity of his morning workout routine. After sending you a quick and encouraging "good luck ❤️" text, he had made his way to the gym to start his day.

With his shirt off, his toned abs were on full display, the results of his dedicated commitment to fitness. It was clear that Jungkook was determined to maintain his peak physical condition, no matter what challenges or exhausting workouts he had to do.

While Taehyung was lost in his own thoughts, running on the treadmill. Jungkook's mind was preoccupied with something else, however, as he couldn't help but think about the phone call he received from you the previous night at 2am. He felt like he might be reading too much into it, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something important was on your mind that night.

Taehyung noticed that Jungkook was more tense than usual, especially with the boxing, and decided to ask him about it. "What's gotten you so worked up today?" he asked. Jungkook cracked his knuckles and shrugged. "I don't know, man. Maybe I'm just overthinking things, but that phone call from Y/n has been on my mind."

Taehyung could relate to what his friend was feeling. "Jihyo does that too sometimes. Girl gets lonely," he said, trying to put things into perspective for Jungkook.

Jungkook nodded, but he still couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. He hit the punching bag a few more times before taking a break to hydrate. "I just wish I knew what she really wanted to say," he said, taking a sip of water from his bottle.

Taehyung patted his friend's back in a comforting manner. "Don't worry too much about it, man. You can always ask her about it next time you talk," he said, trying to reassure Jungkook.

Nodding in agreement, Jungkook quickly grabs his towel and heads to the shower, relishing in the feeling of warm water cascading down his back.

After getting dressed and packing his bag, he bids Taehyung goodbye and heads out into the bustling city streets.

He was currently doing an internship at his dad's company and couldn't afford to miss any days. The internship was an important opportunity for him to gain practical experience and develop key skills that would help him succeed in his future career.

Every day, he arrived early and stayed late, taking on additional tasks and responsibilities whenever he could, which also led to not being able to see you as often as he wanted.

Despite the challenges and sacrifices that he would have to make along the way, he was determined to succeed. He knew that his hard work and dedication would pay off in the end, and that he would be able to provide for not only you but also for a potential future family.

It was this vision that kept him pushing forward, working tirelessly to achieve his dreams, just like he always did.

While he had originally studied photography and excelled in his studies, he couldn't help but feel drawn to the idea of taking over his father's company when the time was right. After all, he had grown up watching his father build the business from the ground up, and he felt that he had the skills and passion needed to carry on the company.

And you were proud of him for pursuing both the things he loved the most in live besides you.

-

"How was it? Did everything you studied for come in the exam?" As you walk out of the exam hall, Jennie bombards you with a flurry of questions.

“Great, everything I studied for came was in the exam, and I'm just-” You breathe out about to tell her that you're happy when you suddenly look behind her and see… “Jisung?”

“You're Jisung?” Jennie asks you with a raised brow. You shake your head and turn her around. “No, Jisung,” you say, pointing at your best friend who is just a few feet away from you.

Jennie furrows her brow, looking perplexed. You can see she's struggling to make sense of the situation. "Damn, what the heck?" she finally blurts out.

As you stand there in shock, your mind begins to race. As you continue to ponder, you notice Jisung turning to look in your direction. His eyes widen with recognition as he calls out your name, "y/n!"

You take a deep breath and prepare yourself for whatever comes next.

Running over to you, he gives you a big hug. “Surprise!” he exclaims and you hug him back and feel a rush of nostalgia.

"Jisung, oh my god, what are you doing here?" you ask, surprised and happy to see him.

"Well, I couldn't miss my best friend's last final, huh?" he responds, holding out a bundle of flowers towards you.

You can't help but feel touched by Jisung's thoughtfulness. As you take the flowers from him, you smile.

"Thank you so much, Jisung. You really didn't have to do this," you say, hugging him again, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over you.

"Well, well, well, you again, huh?" Jennie says, her protectiveness over you becoming the better of her as she crosses her arms and scoffs. "This was supposed to be our moment," she pouts, disappointed that you are talking to Jisung instead of her. You laugh. "dont mind her, Jisung. You know how Jennie gets."

You and Jennie have been close friends for years, ever since you met. She's always been fiercely protective of you and sometimes gets jealous when you give attention to someone else.

As you chat with Jisung, you can see Jennie getting more and more annoyed, but you know not to take her to serious as she tends to exaggerate a lot.

Either way you decide to change the subject to something that will interest her more than you and Jisung talking about the newest One Piece episode. "Hey Jennie, did I tell you about-"

"Y/n"

As you turned around at the sound of Jungkook's voice, you were not entirely sure what to expect. After all, he didn't sound too happy, despite the fact that he was carrying a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

When your eyes finally met his, you could see that he was clearly upset.

"Congratulations, bunny," he said, his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. You could tell that he was trying to put on a brave face, but it wasn't convincing.

Despite his seemingly sour mood, you were grateful for the flowers. They were a beautiful mix of colors and scents, your favourites.

As you took in the sight of the flowers, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. You knew that Jisung had also given you the same gift.

“Kook” you smile, surprised he came all the way here to surprise you for finishing your finals but now he seemed more focused on the guy who had asked you out on your camping trip 8 months ago. You noticed that Jungkook's hands were clenched tightly into fists as he glared at the other guy. You had no idea that he would react like this. After all, you had fought about this before.

“The fuck is he doing here? And why did he give you flowers?" He clenches his jaw as he talks to you, still looking at a seemingly tense Jisung. "Wasn't one punch enough to show you that she's mine?” Jungkook sounded clearly upset, his voice rising in anger. You tried to calm him down, reassuring him that Jisung was just a friend. But Jungkook wasn't having any of it.

"Dude, relax, she's still my friend. I wanted to surprise her-"

“Is this why you called me last night? You knew he was here?” His words were harsh towards you, completely ignoring Jisung, you could feel the tension rising between you. "No, Jungkook, I didn't." You tried to explain that you had no idea that he was going to be there and that you just wanted to celebrate with him. But Jungkook was too angry to listen.

“You're ridiculous,” Jennie scoffed, urging you closer to her and away from both guys. “She didn't know he was coming. What the fuck is wrong with you and your stupid temper?” she asked, looking at Jungkook. You felt your cheeks flush with embarrassment as you stood awkwardly between them.

"She's my girlfriend, I shouldn't have to worry about someone else making moves towards her," he argued.

Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion hit you. You were tired of the constant drama and bickering between him and Jisung.

"Jungkook" you look at your boyfriend in disapproval "you're being an ass"

“And, Jennie,” you clear your throat, “It's fine.” You walked towards Jungkook as you took his hand "ill catch up with you guys later, Jisung," you smile at him sympathetically. "Go stay at Taes for today, okay?".

You could feel Jennie's eyes on your back, but you didn't turn around. You needed some time to process everything that had just happened.

As you walked away with Jungkook, you felt a mixture of emotions swirling inside of you. On one hand, you were grateful for his presence and the comfort it brought you. On the other hand, you were frustrated with the situation and needed some space to clear your head.

You knew that you didn't want to talk to him just yet, but you also knew that you couldn't ignore the issue at hand. As you squeezed his hand tightly, you hoped he would understand the complexity of your feelings and give you the time and space you needed to calm down and gather your thoughts.

Maybe it was time to have a serious talk with Jisung and Jungkook. You couldn't keep pretending that everything was okay when it clearly wasn't. But for now, you just wanted some peace and quiet.

-

Sitting in Jungkooks Audi, the two of you don't talk. The radio plays some pop tunes as you stare out the window. You feel the cool breeze on your skin, and you notice the trees swaying in the wind.

"I thought we'd talked about this." You speak up as you hold the bouquet of flowers on your lap, feeling the softness of the petals. "Why won't you trust me"

You wish he would open up to you more and tell you what's on his mind. You turn your head towards him and notice his profile. He looks so handsome, with his chiselled jawline and piercing gaze, playing with his lip piercing as he drove. You wonder what he's thinking.

Taking a deep breath, you try to calm your racing breath.

"He's the problem," After a few minutes of silence, Jungkook finally spoke up, his voice low and tense. "I can't have him anywhere near you if he still feels the way he does"

You opened your mouth to speak, but Jungkook cut you off. "Don't tell me it's not true," he said, his eyes briefly meeting yours before returning to the road. "I may not have all the answers, but I'm not naive. I know what he feels and I won't let anything or anyone close to you..." You could sense the intensity in his voice and knew that he was speaking from the heart. "...Take you away from me." He finches.

Despite the tension in the car, you couldn't help but feel grateful for his protectiveness and his unwavering commitment to your safety and well-being. "He won't" you try to reassure him.

Jungkook doesn't speak to you for the rest of the ride.

-

“Sorry about yesterday” you pout, picking at the cupcake as you sit in some café with Jisung.

After what happened yesterday with Jungkook, you felt the need to apologize both for him and for yourself. “You know how he can get, but it's not an excuse to-”. Sighing, Jisung chuckles, “y/n” he places a hand on yours, making you slightly uncomfortable as you retreat your hand. “Don't even worry about it, I know he can get aggressive”. His choice of words makes you frown. Sure, Jungkook wasn't a man of many words, but it still sounded a bit harsh. “Jungkook tends to act before thinking,” you defend your boyfriend. “I think he just needs some time to learn to control his emotions better.”

As you continue talking with Jisung, you start to feel more comfortable and open up about other things. “Let's talk about you and… I think you never told me her name,” you chuckle, trying to steer the conversation away from Jungkook. “Oh! You mean Yuqi? Yeah, she's great.” Jisung nervously laughs.

"How long have you known her, huh?" you ask your friend, eager to hear more about his relationship with this mystery woman. You take a sip of your coffee and lean in, waiting for him to answer. "And how did you meet? I need all the details," you add with a playful wink.

Your friend smirks and takes a moment to collect his thoughts. "Well," he begins, "we actually met through a mutual friend." You can't help but smile at the familiarity of the situation. "Oh my god, just like me and Jungkook!" you exclaim. It's interesting to think about how some of the strongest bonds can be formed through chance encounters rather than childhood friendships.

As Jisung continues to recount the story of how he met Yuqi, you listen intently and ask questions to keep the conversation flowing. You learn about their first date, their shared interests, and their first kiss. The more you hear, the more you realize that somehow, this girl is a lot like you in a lot of aspects and it doesn't exactly creep you out per se but it still leaves a funny feeling behind.

“It was good catching up with you, Jisung. Let's do it again soon.” Jisung smiles and nods as you both stand up to leave. As you walk out of the café, you immediately call Jennie to tell her everything.

-

“Your head is everywhere but with me” Namjoon spoke up as he sat down on your couch. You had been feeling really down lately due to your fight with Jungkook.

“I'm sorry, me and Jungkook had a fight and-” you sigh “it's just a lot, you know how he gets when he sees Jisung”. Namjoon listened intently and then offered some wise words, "It's natural to get jealous sometimes, but you and Jungkook need to trust each other and communicate your feelings." You nodded, knowing that he was right.

Namjoon's father was an interior designer, giving him a good knowledge on the subject. He had kindly offered you guys to help with the decorating as well as furnishing back when you told him that you were moving in together.

As he began sketching out the layout, he explained how the placement of furniture can affect the flow and functionality of a space. He also showed you examples on colour schemes and lighting to create a cohesive and inviting atmosphere.

“Yeah I heard he came to surprise you”. You laugh “who Jisung or Jungkook? Cause they both seemed to have the same plan.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes, happy to see you in good spirits again. He offered some advice like he always did. "I think both you and Jisung had the right to celebrate your last final," he started, "but I do think it was a bit strange for him to bring you flowers, especially if it's not something you guys have been doing for years. It kind of sends mixed signals, you know? After all, he's not your boyfriend - Jungkook is. But then again, maybe Jisung just wanted to do something nice for you as a friend."

Namjoon paused, then added, "Have you talked to Jungkook about how you feel?" He waited patiently as you thought about it, ready to offer more advice if needed. Nodding you sigh, “we've fought about it once or twice before, but it was never as serious as this, I mean-” you shrug, “Jungkook knows he's the one for me, I literally can't look at any other men let alone people in general and feel the same way I do for Jungkook.”

As you take another sip of your soda, you recall the early days of your relationship with Jungkook. You remember how you had an instant connection with him - the kind of connection that people dream about. You never thought you could feel that way about someone until you met Jungkook. You smile at the memory, but then your thoughts turn back to the present.

“I think there's something more to Jungkook's dislike for Jisung,” you say, trying to put your thoughts into words. “It's not just a simple case of not liking someone. There's something deeper there, something that he's not telling me.”

You lean back in your chair, lost in thought. You wonder if there's anything you can do to help Jungkook open up to you. You know that he's not the type to talk about his feelings, but maybe if he knew how much it was affecting you, he would be more willing to share.

Namjoon nods, listening intently. “I think you're right,” he says. “There's definitely something going on with Jungkook. But I think the best thing you can do right now is to give him some space. Let him work through his feelings on his own, and when he's ready, he'll come to you.”

You nod, grateful for the advice. As you and Namjoon continue to talk, you feel a weight lifted off your shoulders. You know that you still have a lot to figure out, but for now, you're content to just take things one day at a time.

-

"...when he's ready, he'll come to you...”

It had been two days since the incident, and things between you and Jungkook were the same as Friday. You tried talking about your new apartment to break the silence, but it didn't seem to help. Jungkook didn't say more than "looks good" or "sure why not" when you showed him furniture you'd picked out with Namjoon the other day.

As usual, he was not good at expressing his feelings, and the lack of communication did not come as a surprise to you. Nevertheless, you had faith in your relationship, at least until now. As you stood in the shower, the warm water cascading down your body, you couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. You were using the expensive Molton Brown shower gel that Jungkook had gifted you for your birthday, which only made you think about him more.

Speaking of Jungkook, he was currently outside your room, probably waiting for you to just lay beside him until you two fell asleep.

It was evident that he didn't like being apart from you for too long, and he was acting like a sad puppy who wanted nothing more than comfort from his owner - you, his girlfriend. You wondered what he was thinking, whether he regretted what happened or not. You also wondered when he would ever take the initiative to talk to you and patch things up. In the meantime, you couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness, hoping that things would go back to how they were before.

"Y/n," Jungkook said as he knocked on the door. You recognized the sweet sound of your boyfriend's voice, but you knew deep down that everything was not fine. This was not the first time he had given you the silent treatment. In fact, it was a recurring pattern in your relationship. Jungkook had a tendency to shut down and refuse to communicate when he was upset, leaving you feeling frustrated and unsure of what to do.

Usually, you'd start thinking that everything was fine again and that he'd calmed down, but no. Although he was speaking softly, you could tell that there was still an underlying tension.

Jungkook never gave you the silent treatment, he rather gave you the ‘I don't want to talk to you but if you leave me or ignore me ill be sad’ treatment.

You sat there, waiting for him to say something else, hoping that he would open up and share what exactly was bothering beside the obvious. You tried to think of ways to make him feel more comfortable and at ease so that he would be more willing to talk to you. Maybe you could make him a cup of tea or suggest watching a show he liked.

As you dried up with your towel, your mind also wandered to happier times with Jungkook. You thought about the first time you met and how he had made you laugh with his flirty jokes. You remembered the time when you went on the yearly road trip together for the first time before you officially started dating, and all the fun you had exploring new places together.

These memories brought a smile to your face, and you hoped that everything would work out eventually.

After taking a long and relaxing shower, you step out of the bathroom with only your towel wrapped around your body. As you enter your bedroom, you find Jungkook already lying in your bed, dressed only in his comfortable boxershorts and ready to sleep. You can't help but feel a pang of excitement as you catch a glimpse of his toned physique glistening under the moonlight.

Despite having seen him shirtless on numerous occasions, you still can't seem to get used to the sight of him. Every time he's around without a shirt, it's like he's just stepped out of a fashion magazine. His tattoos only add to his appeal, making him all the more irresistible to you. Ugh, how you wished you could just climb on him and-

As he turns to face you, you notice a playful glint in his eyes, and you can't help but feel drawn to him. You know you shouldn't be doing this, especially when you're fighting, but somehow, it feels right.

Climbing into bed next to him after putting on a shirt and panties, you feel his warmth envelop you as you snuggle up against him. The night is young, after all.

-

You moaned in pleasure, "shit! Oh my-" feeling the intensity of the moment as you bounced on top of Jungkook dick. Though you were both still upset with each other, the raw passion between you two was just undeniable.

His big eyes stared right at you, a mix of emotions flickering across his face. You could feel the heat rising between you both, the air filled with anticipation and desire. Every movement you made was met with a soft gasp or a low groan from him, his hands gripping onto your hips as he held you close the gap between your bodies.

As the minutes passed, the tension began to build, the pleasure almost becoming unbearable. Your body started to feel like it was on fire, as you grinded your hips, stimulating your clit by rubbing it against his pelvis. You were soon lost in the moment again, as he finally spoke up, his voice low and raspy.

"Fuck," he said, his hand squeezing your ass, as he noticed himself getting close. You felt a rush of excitement, knowing that you were the reason for his pleasure. He was practically melting beneath you, his body writhing with pleasure as he got closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm so sorry," he moaned, leaning up to kiss your neck and cheek. "I'm such a loser, I'm so sorry." You stopped in your tracks, staring at him in surprise. "Is this really what took you to speak up? Sex?" you asked, your eyebrows raised.

As you looked into his eyes, you could see the vulnerability and insecurity that he was trying to hide. You leaned in to kiss him, wrapping your arms around him as you whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

As the tension in the room dissipated, your bodies drew closer and your breathing began to sync. You felt a sense of intimacy and connection that you hadn't experienced before. It was as if a new level of trust had been established between you, one that went beyond mere words. In that moment, you realized that sometimes, physical intimacy can be the most powerful way to feel truly connected to someone you love.

-

"Mornin', bunny," Jungkook groans into your neck, both of you still naked from last night's events, snuggling closer into his embrace, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours.

You giggle as you look back on the previous night. You remember how he had kissed you so passionately afterwards, his hands running all over your body as he made you his own once again.

"Kook," you whine, playfully running your fingers through his hair.

"I love you, you know," he sighs, squeezing your hip. "I should show it more often, but I love you." You smile at him, feeling your heart swell with affection.

You sit up and take a moment to look at him before touching his lip piercing lightly, feeling the cold metal against your fingertips. You smile and play with it for a bit before leaning in to plant a kiss on his mouth. As you pull away, you can't help but tease him, "I know you're hiding something from me, Jungkook. You can't fool me that easily." You pause for a moment, looking into his eyes before continuing, "I just need to know what it is. We're in this together and if there's anything that could affect us, we need to talk about it."

Jungkook's expression turns serious, and he takes a deep breath before speaking. "I've been thinking a lot about our future together," he admits. "I just really need to know that you and Jisung-" he clears his throat. "I need to know that you don't feel the same way about him."

When your boyfriend asks about your feelings towards your best friend, it felt like a bomb has been dropped on you. The surge of emotions that ensues were overwhelming, as you try to sort through your thoughts and feelings. You couldn't believe that he would think that, after all that you two have been through together, that you would still have any romantic feelings for your best friend.

You tried to keep your cool and not get mad, because you understand that this is a sensitive topic for him. His parents are divorced, and he probably doesn't want to commit to someone who doesn't have the same level of commitment to the relationship as he does. But at the same time, you can't help but feel hurt and a little bit betrayed that he would even ask you something like that.

Staying calm, you take a deep breath and ask him, "How could you even think that? I mean, don't my actions speak louder than words? Didn't the love that I showed you last night provide enough evidence?" You try to hold back tears as you speak.

Jungkook quickly realizes his mistake and apologizes, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that. It was a stupid question. I need to learn to think before I speak."

You appreciate his apology, but you still feel hurt and confused. "It's fine, maybe -" You start, sitting closer to him. "Maybe..."

Jungkook raises a brow, taking your chin in his hand as he makes you look at him "baby" he whispered

"Maybe I should go talk to Jisung and tell him that things aren't like before, I talked to Namjoon, and he thinks that he's overstepping too sometimes"

You smile. "Would that make you feel any better?" You ask, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Do you want me to talk to him?"

-

Relationships are complex and dynamic, with ups and downs, peaks and valleys, and ebbs and flows. Imperfection is an escapable part of any relationship, which can be challenging but ultimately rewarding.

Currently, you are experiencing a low point in your relationship with Jungkook. While you have made some progress in resolving issues, there are still unresolved concerns that need to be addressed.

By talking to Jisung and setting boundaries, you are taking a step in the right direction towards strengthening your relationship with Jungkook.

It is also important to recognize that your relationships is not one-sided and that Jungkook, too, had to make sacrifices that he initially did not like either. Like that time you'd asked him to unfollow a shit ton of girls on Instagram, and that wasn't because you were jealous but it just matter of factly did not make sense to you that he followed past hookups.

So now it was your turn to set boundaries to take the next step in your relationship with Jungkook; tell Jisung to back the fuck off like Jungkook would say.

“Y/n!” Jisung waved at you as you walk in the park, looking for the spot where you told Jisung to meet up. You feel the warmth of the sun on your skin and enjoy the fresh air. As you walk around, you notice the colorful flowers and the sounds of birds singing. Jisung looks great, and you tell him so. He thanks you and returns the compliment before you two start walking around.

“So what was it that you wanted to talk about? Are you leaving town huh? You sounded so serious over the phone,” he jokes, making you laugh. You appreciate his sense of humor, but you know that this is a serious matter.

“Listen, you know how Jungkook and I are moving together, right?” you ask, and Jisung nods. “What's up? Do you regret it?” he asks, making you once again laugh. “No, no! Absolutely not!”

“But, uh,” you shrug, “Listen, I feel like we've just been a bit too comfortable recently, and I think we need to set some boundaries with one another.

"Since the two of us are in relationships now, I don't think it's fair to Jungkook or Yuqi that we're so affectionate with each other. What do you think?"

"One option could be to limit physical displays of affection in their presence and focus on other means like conversation or shared activities." You say, watching Jisung nod as you continue "we could also, i dont know... we could try to include our partners in our hangouts and double dates whenever any of us is in town"

Jisung nods again, his mood seemingly confused.

"Ultimately," you state enthusiastically, "the goal should be to find a balance that works for everyone involved and ensures that all parties feel respected and valued in the friendship." It felt like you were reading right out of a wikihow post, but in reality, you'd been preparing really well for this conversation like you were studying for a test.

"So?" you ask, turning to face Jisung. "Do you think we can just keep the hugging and whatnot to a minimum?" Jisung shrugs, forcing a smile. "I guess so," he says quietly.

You can't help but feel a bit disappointed. You love hugging your friends and showing them affection, but you understand why Jungkook might be upset about that stuff. After all, both you and Jisung are trying to maintain a friendly relationship.

You can't help but feel grateful for Jisung's company. He's always been a good listener, and he never judges you for your quirks and idiosyncrasies. You hope that your friendship with him can continue to grow and flourish, even if it means keeping the hugging to a minimum.

As you part ways, you can't resist giving him a quick wave and a smile. "See you soon," you say, already looking forward to your next hangout.

-

You take a deep breath and inhale the aroma that fills the air. It smells so good that you can't help but moan in delight. "Uh smells nice," you say to Jungkook as you take off your jacket and place your things down. You notice that he is busy in the kitchen, but you can't tell what he's doing. Curiosity gets the best of you, and you ask him if he's cooking. He shakes his head and replies, "No, but my mom did. She made us some food, and I'm just heating it up."

You can't help but feel grateful to Jungkook's mom for preparing such a delicious meal for you every now and then. "I love your mom," you say to him, unable to contain your excitement. You lean in and kiss his cheek, feeling content and happy with the warmth of the food and the company of your boyfriend.

Jungkook greets you with a smile "babyyy",

As you playfully tease him, "kookieee" he starts to whine, but you silence him with a sweet kiss. You feel his arms wrap around you, and you can't help but feel butterflies.

As you both sit down on the couch with your plates, he pulls you close to him. You rest your head on his shoulder, and he starts to hum in contents, making you laugh. "What's up, huh?"

Jungkook's grin widens as he gets up to get something from his room, making you place down both plates on the table and wait for him to eat.

Coming back, he shows you the signed apartment papers. "Guess what," he winks, but doesn't wait for your guess. "No way," you speak in disbelief. "You did it, oh my god," you squeak.

You can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. After you spend hours planning out the new apartment, from furniture to decor, it was finally the time to start moving in soon. Jungkook suggests a cosy reading corner while you insist on a large, bright kitchen.

“were moving in together” he states “were moving in together.” you agree.

drabble game: jungkook is a highly favorable knight sworn to the sword, but once he sets his eyes on oc its game over for him. flufffffffff pls 🥹

~ and congrats on the milestone! i thoroughly enjoy all of your writings and appreciate you sharing them with us!

no moon without you — jjk

this was for my drabble game (still open).

⟶ SUMMARY : Jungkook is a knight sworn to his sword, a devil with a heart so cold it does not have space for mercy, or such things like emotion. That is until he saw you for the first time.

⟶ PAIRING : knight!jungkook x f.reader.

⟶ RATING : pg-13

⟶ GENRE : fluff, medieval au?

⟶ WORD COUNT : 1.8k

⟶ WARNINGS : BIG FLUFF AHEAD, this is so fluffy it is digsuting, taehyung is the king, jungkook is a big cinnamon ball inside his thick shell. this is basically just a light read filled with fluff &lt;3

⟶ NOTE : i really hope u like this & that it was what u envisioned <3 sorry the drabbles are taking too long, i gotta use my phone to write since my computer is fixing rn and i hate writing on my phone but it is what it is :’) plus i’m also very busy so yeah, but i’m working on the drabbles <3 the drabble game is still open !! NOT EDITED MUCH.

MASTERLIST.

Jeon Jungkook is a name known throughout the whole kingdom.

He is known as the man made of steel, the bravest soul out of all that lives in the kingdom—his name is carried with not only respect and adoration but fear.

Knight Jungkook is known for not only a body made of steel, indestructible, but also a stone-cold heart that doesn’t even think about such things like emotions.

But then, it all changed when he saw the flower that is you.

“Must you always look like you are suffering, Jungkook?” King Taehyung asks his knight, and Jungkook keeps the same poker face as before, showing no ounce of emotion.

“I always look like this, your majesty.” Jungkook says, with his usual monotone voice, and King Taehyung sighs. His knight may be the best of all men in the kingdom, but godness can he be annoying at times.

“A herbal remedies villager is visiting us today, Jungkook—so, please try and keep your face more friendly or something. You know how villagers always cower in front of your intimidating gaze.” King Taehyung sighs, and Jungkook fights the urge to roll his eyes.

“I cannot help my face, your majesty.”

Taehyung groans, “Ugh, fine, whatever.”

As soon as the doors are open, King Taehyung fixes his posture, and eyes all over the throne room are glued to the two figures that stand behind the open doors, waiting to be invited in.

Jungkook eyes the old man, nothing he has never seen before. The man does not have any sign of sharp weapons hidden on his attire, nor does he seem to have the physique of a man who will try any type of malicious intent towards the king.

But what Jungkook knew more than anyone, is that looks could be deceiving.

And when he goes to scan the woman beside the old man, Jungkook experiences a shortness of breath, as if his lungs stopped working out of his will. Never has Jungkook seen such a beautiful sight, enough to make the most feared man in the kingdom become putty with just your eyes.

Jungkook has seen many beautiful women in his life, many attempted to seduce, and although some could be a good way to blow off some steam one night, none of them were ever able to make him feel so pathetic like you. As if the world stopped working.

With one glance of yours, you have done the impossible.

“Hello your majesty! I am the western village’s herbal remedies expert, and I hear you need my expertees?” Your father asks, and King Taehyung nods his head. But your eyes never leave the mysterious brown pupils of the man whose face seems like stone, and gaze feels like the coldest breeze of winter.

“Ah, yes! Many of my bravest knights have been hurt by our most recent war, and we need the best help we can need. Thank goodness we won the war, or else there would be much worse casualties—and it is all thanks to my mightiest knight, Jungkook!”

King Taehyung pats Jungkook on the back, a glint of mischief written all over Taehyung’s eyes as he stares at Jungkook, and he immediately knows the king is up to something.

“We are incredibly grateful for you, Knight Jungkook.” You say while both you and the old man bows, and Jungkook fights everything inside him to not let his cheeks show not even the smallest tint of red.

King Taehyung smirks, “I will take you to the men.” He points at the old man, “And Knight Jungkook will take you to the other wing.”

You blink, and suddenly, your father and king Taehyung leave the throne room, and only you and Jungkook stay behind.

Silence surrounds you, and your eyes don’t leave Knight Jungkook’s, your body too terrified to move your body, your brain reminding you of the rumours that surround the vicious knight in front of you.

You’ve always been scared when anyone mentioned the name of Jungkook, as anyone in the village did. Of how Jungkook carried his sword as easily as he does his body, how never once has an enemy claimed victory over him. How Knight Jungkook would always finish any enemy that dared defy the crown of the king or his people, and have sent thousands straight to hell with his bloody sword.

He spared mercy to no one, and his name haunted commoners like you, used to inflict terror on every village.

Seconds pass and neither of you move

With a clearing of your throat, and with every brave part of your body, you decide to speak first, breaking the few seconds of awkward silence.

“Hi.”

It didn’t take long for you to forget about your past judgement of Jungkook, and soon, both your names were written in the stars as you fell harder for each other each moon that passed.

“Jungkook, what are you doing here?!” You gasp while holding the door, and immediately start looking everywhere to see if any villagers still lurk through the village streets. “What if a villager sees you?!”

Knights were not very common to be spotted on village grounds, only when a war or battle was happening nearby, which always causes great damage to houses and makes every villager panic.

Your anxiousness is in juxtaposition to Jungkook, who stays calm, and holds a smile on his lips as his eyes full of love gaze at your figure.

“Can I not come here to see my beautiful love?” Jungkook leans to catch your lips on a kiss, but instead of welcoming his mouth, you harshly pull him into your home and immediately close the door.

“You must be insane!” You whisper-yell, and Jungkook blinks, staring at you with confusion plastered all over his face.

“Why?”

“No villager can see you, or they will all panic!”

“Oh.” Jungkook finally realises his mistake, but shrugs, and leans for a kiss again, which you finally reciprocate.

Jungkook smiles into the kiss, and whispers to your ears. “You make me reckless, princess.”

Three years later.

“My love, I’m home!” Jungkook shouts as he enters his home, putting his sword next to the door as he starts getting rid of his heavy attire.

Jungkook hears steps, and soon, you’re running to him, a fond smile forming on his face when his eyes catch yours.

You run to him and wrap your hands around his waist in a tight hug, small tears running down your cheeks, staining your husband’s shoulder while Jungkook hugs you back, just as tight, both of you letting out your deepest emotions.

Thirty moons passed since you’ve seen each other last, and every minute that passed, your heart bled more and more for the touch of your husband, for at least any word that he was okay.

Every day spent with your heartstrings pulled in fear for your husband, of the possibility that you may never see him again. You know there wasn’t much to be scared of since Jungkook is the best at what he does, but you couldn’t help it. Every day on the battlefield is a risk in your eyes.

And Jungkook swore his soul would be sucked out of his body because of the overwhelming feeling of missing you, of yearning for your soothing touch after a day at the palace, of your skins touching each other in the most intimate ways.

Being apart wasn’t something you both were a stranger to, but no matter how many times Jungkook was away for another mission under the king’s orders, your hearts would still feel the painful stab of not being together.

 “I missed you so much.” You sigh and Jungkook hums, continuing his kisses to your collarbone, his eyes forming the littlest of water.

“Missed you too, my love. There was not a day in which I didn't think of you.” Jungkook places a kiss on your forehead, and you finally break your much needed hug. You look him in the eyes and caress his cheek, gasping lightly when you see bruises on his skin.

“Oh, honey, you must be careful with yourself.” You frown, but your husband only smiles fondly, his heart spitting fireworks as you care for him.

If anyone were to know about how the ruthless, fearful Jungkook, with eyes that could kill, melted because of a single person, no one would ever believe it. But here you were, looking at him with all the love in the world, enough to make his cold heart turn to liquid.

“It’s alright, my love. You should see the other men.” Your husband smirks and you roll your eyes before pulling him to the chair beside your fire.

“Sit here, I’ll grab medicine.” Jungkook follows your instructions, but before you could walk away, a hand grabs your wrist and pulls you toward his lap. You yelp, and your husband only chuckles.

“Godness, Jungkook!” He giggles and you only huff in return, but a smile soon creeps up on your lips when he starts placing butterfly kisses all over your face.

“Can I not worship my wife I missed so much?”

You giggle, “But honey, I must cure your bruises!”

“They can wait, my love.” Jungkook presses kisses to your neck and you hum sweetly, enjoying the warm feeling of your souls finally together again.

“Are you going to travel for the king again soon?” You say with a frown, your heart squeezing on itself, already preparing for the bad news that he has to go away from you again. Being apart is torture for your binded souls, and you don’t know if you can endure such distance again in the near future. Your heart, your body, your soul, may not be able to take it—to be away from your soulmate.

“The king put me off duty for thirty moons, my love. We have all the time in the world to be together.” Jungkook says through a warm smile, and you sigh in relief, your head falling to his shoulder as your love presses kisses to the skin of your neck.

“I love you, Jeon Jungkook.” You turn around to face his eyes, and drown yourself on the millions of stars that live inside his pupils.

Jungkook smiles, “I love you, too, Jeon _____.”

like that || jjk

⇝ title: Like That ⇝ pairing: jungkook x f!reader  ⇝ genre: slight college au | house party au | smut ⇝ summary: Running into an awkward situation at a house party? Your first instinct is to hide. And because you have the worst luck, your hiding spot is already being occupied… by another awkward situation.  ⇝ rating: 18+  ⇝ word count: 1.7k  ⇝ warnings: unedited | strong language | rejection | a little tension | mentions alcohol but no one is drunk | consent because that’s hot | biting | scratching | bit of a strength kink | jealous/possessive!jk | soft dom!jk | praise | protected sex | dirty talk | eye contact | f*cking against the wall | restraints (wrist pinning) | teasing | big dick!jk because that’s the brand | ass grabbing | body shots?…idk what to call it but not exactly body shots | i think that’s all  ⇝ author’s note: See how late I am? This is why I’ve been absent. I have so much going on, when I have free time I just… yeah. Anyway, here it is as promised. I know it’s a mess lol.

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number 7; m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 3k

rating: 18+

genre: hockeyplayer!jungkook, richgirlie!oc, brother’s best friend, college!au

warnings: v jelly googie 😐, brat oc & brat tamer jk !! 🫢, mirror sex, overstimulation, possessiveness, squirting, dirty talk, marking, they love bickering, cum eating, spanks, jaykay's lowkey a simp <3, taking kinda? naughty pictures 😋, choking, tummy bulging, size kink, name calling

summary: pov: your jealous fuck buddy pounds you in his jersey.

a/n: i couldn't resist 👩🏻‍💻 m tew obsessed w him what can i say ✋🏼

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You don’t know how exactly this situation unfurled.

It just kind of happened.

One minute you were on your way to Jungkook’s shabby dorm, padding briskly across the dim campus to fetch your journal that you accidentally misplaced in his apartment – and the next, Jungkook is fucking you in front of his mirror while you are clad in nothing but his jersey.

The correlation between your initial ambition and your current circumstance is a tiny mix of fragmented thoughts in your mind as Jungkook unceasingly thrusts into you.

You just wanted your journal back.

But Jungkook gave you his dick instead.

His oversized jersey swallows your body. He has the soft material tightly bundled in his hand at your lower back.

“God, Jungkook.”

His cock stretches your cunt deliciously, rutting into you with full force.

Your palms are placed on Jungkook’s fully-body mirror, and you feel partly guilty for dirtying it with your fingerprints. But it’s not like either of you genuinely care about producing a mess the way Jungkook fiercely pounds into you from behind. You both are destined to create a mess when you’re together.

Your eyes meet in the mirror. “Look at yourself,” Jungkook rasps. His palm smooths over your clothed back, pulling your hair to the side to get a clearer view of the imprint.

Jeon Jungkook. 7.

Seeing you in in his jersey sprouted carnal desire in Jungkook, something plainly self-indulgent. It dwindled his freshly blossomed possessiveness from recent events but made his need for you grow even bigger.

“Such a filthy girl, aren’t you?” He returns your stare in the mirror, mussed bangs fluttering over his forehead.

“Harder, Jungkook,” you demand breathlessly.

“What’s the word?” You see his eyebrow twitch slightly in the mirror.

“Please - please fuck me harder, Jungkook.”

His hands are firmly anchored in your hips and he changes his lunges to sharper, rougher ones. Your heartbeat roars in your ears, legs trembling as his length is deeply sheathed inside, his tip kissing places that elicit the softest whines from you.

“You like this, don’t you?” His big hand snakes around your throat. “Like getting fucked like a slut?”

The pads of his fingers press into you and your eyes blur. Just the sight of his inked hand on your throat makes your pussy squeeze his cock, the giddiness flourishing everywhere, reaching your fingertips and bringing tears to your eyes.

“Pretty princess loves to get fucked like a slut, hm?” he whispers.

“Yes, yes I do – fuck.”

His hushed, dirty words kindle the tingle in your tummy and you fall apart beneath him, a sniffled moan scurrying past your lips.

A dark scoff hits the base of your neck. “That’s a good girl.” He plants the tiniest kiss on your shoulder, releasing your throat from his grip. “Always so good.”

Jungkook draws you into his arms, moving to his bed with you.

“On your back,” he instructs, pushing you down on his bed.

You get comfortable on his soft duvet, legs spread. Jungkook’s hand is braced at the back of your thigh. He eases his cock back into you, tongue darting out as your tight walls enclose him again.

He tugs the jersey up, staring at the way he vanishes between your velvety pussylips, your tummy bulging when he bottoms out. Jungkook moves leisurely, the way he moves his hips so sinful and practised, the thin curb chain in silver he is wearing dangles over your face.

“Pretty,” you chunter. You reach out and play with it a little as Jungkook places his palm on your tummy with a little pressure. “Mhmm, Jungkook.” Your toes curl in pleasure and he smirks, giving your knee a tiny peck. “You’re so big,” you slur.

“Your little pussy takes me so well,” he praises. His hand disappears under his jersey, and he palms your supple breast. Your tiny nub pops out when Jungkook pinches and plays with it.

You choke on a gasp. Your legs impulsively wrap around him to drag him closer.

“Mine.” Jungkook’s fierce eyes trail down your body. “All mine.”

A sprinkle of playfulness sets on your face. “You’re still jealous because of Chanyeol?”

A day has passed since the kiss cam made Chanyeol and you kiss. You weren’t able to see Jungkook after the game because his team went out for dinner after their win.

As usual Taehyung invited you, but you declined. The way your brother spoke to you with cold eyes was reason enough to stay home instead. Jungkook was following your little conversation from the back, his secret glances prickling your skin.

When Taehyung came back home, he didn’t waste a second to reprimand you. As soon as he stepped into the living room, he interrupted your Sims 4 gameplay, rudely disregarding the reality tv show that was blasting on tv, with his annoying nagging and unnecessary enquiries.

He even dared to ask is Chanyeol your boyfriend? And you wanted to answer yes just to annoy him.

But you also wanted to resume building a house for your Sims family and watch your reality tv show in peace, so you grimaced, a harsh no rolling off your tongue.

Jungkook’s tongue pokes his cheek. “ ‘m not,” he denies, thrusts turning keener.

“Sure you’re not.” The pad of your fingers trickle along his broad front. “Chanyeol-” His name leaves your mouth as a moan when Jungkook pounds into you deep, his cock reaching spots that make you breathless for a moment. “Chanyeol is a good kisser.”

“He can have your mouth.” Jungkook’s leans down, shadowy eyes staring straight into yours. You inhale shakily. “He can have a little kiss.” His tone is tinted with mockery, combined with a condescending undercurrent. “But your pussy,” – Jungkook lifts your chin with his thumb – “is mine.”

Your heart beats abnormally in your chest.

“Prove it.”

Jungkook is not in the least swayed by your provocation. He’s become used to it by now.

His brow twitches, the challenge twinkling in his eyes. Jungkook stops, his hand is on the curve of your hip, demanding you to flip over.

“Ass up.” He tugs your ass up in the air. His palm rests on the back of your head. “Face down.”

There’s nothing that makes you heart flutter more than sparking the fire in Jungkook.

He squeezes his cock between your plush pussylips. A forceful push of his hips coaxes a whiny moan from you.

“Prove it?” Jungkook ridicules you. “Fucking take it then.”

His hips clash against your body and you nuzzle your face deep into the pillow as a cry flies past your lips. Jungkook pounds you into his mattress, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass.

He eyes keep wandering to his name printed on the jersey. Your tiny, stunning body swathed in what belongs to him. It reminds him that you want this just as badly as he does – that you keep coming back to him because you want to be with him as much as he wants to be with you. That you can’t get enough of his cock as he can’t from your pussy. That you keep this secret arrangement going because neither of you is ready to let go.

And Jungkook makes sure it remains that way by fucking you the way he knows you will inevitably cum around his cock.

“Always so naughty, so bratty,” he spits, striking your ass. “You wanna act like a brat?” He smacks you again, harder. “Then you’re getting fucked like one.”

Jungkook wears a frown on his face. The wet sounds of his cock ruining your pussy spurs him on. His skin slaps against yours, creating obscene sounds that are one of Jungkook’s favourites.

After wetting his thumb with his spit, he dips his pad into your other hole, just to tease a little. You wriggle beneath him, whiny sounds erupting from you.

“Let me tease,” he shushes, spitting on your puckered hole and circling his thumb over it. “Gonna fuck your ass the next time you behave like a fucking brat.”

“God,” you mutter into the pillow.

“You’d love that wouldn’t you?” Jungkook removes his finger just when you started relaxing, earning a prolonged whimper from you. “You’re not the only one who gets to tease, princess.” Jungkook feels your walls clamp together. He hisses at your tight pussy, swallowing his own desire to fill you up and focusing on you instead.

“G-gonna cum. Fuck – I’m so close.”

“That’s what I thought.” His voice is dripping in contempt, but that’s exactly what prompts you to reach your high like a whirlwind. “Moan my fucking name when you cum.”

“Jungkook.” You meekly whine his name, heavy puffs hit the pillow as the feeling in your tummy expands into your entire body.

“Good girl.” His saccharine lilt dispels your drowsiness, gently drawing you back to reality.

Jungkook withdraws his cock from your clenching walls. You complain in a sulky grumble at the loss.

You lift your head and crane your neck around.

His doe eyes shimmer in a way that you can’t quite pinpoint. Before you can ask him, Jungkook spreads your cheek apart with one hand, his other plunging two fingers inside your soft pussy.

Your head plops down again as a shrill squeak springs from your chest.

“I’m not done with you yet.” His fingers are fast, unyielding. “You’re gonna cum again for me.”

“Too much.”

“Yeah? Too much?” Mock sympathy bleeds from his voice. The pad of his fingers rub over your sensitive spot. “I know you can take it,” Jungkook says. “I know my pussy can take it.”

Your fingers claw at the pillow beneath your face, muffled mewls flying across your lips. He gets you to the point of losing yourself in another climax fast, his deft fingers know precisely how to move inside you, how to get your walls spasm around them as the feeling builds up in your tummy.

“Huh, princess?” His other hand delivers a teasing spank on your ass. “You’re gonna cum again, aren’t you? Always so greedy.”

You want to say no I’m not gonna cum, want to act bratty again just because, but your head answers his taunting question with little, desperate yeses like a mantra.

The muscles in your belly contract when everything in your body begins to tingle. You tremble, pussy pulsating from the sensitivity. It’s so intense your hands hurt from gripping the pillow for dear life. The sounds in the room are nasty, so wet. More prominent than usual.

You are frazzled, a quivering mess lying limply on his rustled sheets.

Jungkook’s fingers are still sheathed between your fluttering walls, but his movements have stopped. “Fuck, princess,” he says with wonder. “You squirted everywhere.”

Your perplexity wins over your need to catch your breath and you turn your head, blinking in confusion. “I did what?”

“Squirted,” he curtly repeats in a mumble, popping his fingers into his mouth to lick them clean.

It has happened before, just very rarely. But every time you have, Jungkook eyes sparkled in a lustful and dreamy way – like right now.

“Was that good, huh?” He ribs, lips curving up into a smirk.

With a tired sigh, your cheek meets the cushiony pillow. You mumble something incoherent.

Jungkook stoops down. His hand brushes over your hair, smoothing some flyaways that sprouted from your wriggling.

“Don’t underestimate me.” His voice is low, eliciting tingles on your skin, but the kiss he plants on your cheek is soft, feather light.

You smile, a little deliriously, a little awestruck.

You roll onto your back. “Where do you wanna cum?”

Jungkook sits on his heels, lazily stroking his cock. He ogles your body, tiny puffs bubbling from his mouth. Instinctively, your catch your lower lip with your teeth. Watching Jungkook pleasure himself, the view of his tatted hand in general, makes your fingertips itch in anticipation.

You exchange your hand with his while he still muses over his choices.

He gazes at you slack-jawed. “Face,” Jungkook utters between desperate moans.

You shake your head. It is tempting, considering Jungkook’s yearning eyes, but you don’t want to ruin your make-up. “I still have somewhere to go.”

A frown twists his features. “Where are you going? It’s late.”

“It’s not late,” you argue.

“It’s dark outside. I should bring you home.” His hand closes around yours, signalising to tighten your grasp on his cock. You do, pumping him with a little more pressure. The soft sounds from his lips that follow are like music to your ears.

“It’s just the stationary shop. Need to stock up on some things.”

“Stickers?” he questions, brows furrowed when your hand moves faster.

“Yeah. And my black gel pen too.”

“The 0.5 mm one?”

You giggle. “Yes, that one.”

You lean closer to add a little spit on his dick, but you can’t help but tease him a little. You glide your tongue over the underside of his cock, swirl around his flush tip and suck a little on it.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “Mouth feels so good.”

You continue with kitten licks, eyes casted upwards to catch every reaction. The visible muscles on Jungkook’s tummy strain as he nears his climax.

“Gonna cum,” he chokes out.

You draw back, pumping his cock as breathy, helpless moans escape Jungkook. Strings of white land on his defined abdomen and you watch him release with avid eyes.

“So much,” you mumble, flicking your finger through the mess on Jungkook’s glistening skin and sticking your cum covered pad into your mouth.

Gaspingly, Jungkook reaches for tissues on the bedside table. He cleans himself up before he orders you to lie down. He spreads your legs apart by pushing your thigh and tenderly cleans you as well.

He haphazardly tosses the dirty tissues back on his table.

“Wanna take a shower?” Jungkook mutters into the crook of your neck.

You throw your leg over his cinched waist. “I gotta go. The stationary shop will close soon.”

Jungkook pulls his jersey up, leaving a trail of kisses from your neck to your collarbones and down to your tits. He shortly teases your sensitive bud with his tongue before he presses a kiss below your boob. You feel him suck your skin between his puffy lips and utter a whiny complaint.

“No marks.” You lightly kick him with your heel on his ass.

Jungkook grouses against your skin. “No one’s gonna see it here.” He says affronted.

“I couldn’t wear the cute top I wanted today because of this.” You point to the faint purple mark beneath your collarbone.

“You look cuter in this anyway,” he retorts smoothly, giving your tit one last peck. “Should wear it more often.” He covers your body with his jersey again.

You grow shy beneath his stare, but you push him off your body and stand up. Jungkook fluffs the pillow and lets his back hit the mattress.

He has a cheeky smile plastered on his face. “You look so fucking sexy in my jersey.” His tongue swipes over his pink bottom lip. “Do a little twirl for me.” With his palm tucked under his head, he watches with relish as you spin.

You giggle mid-turn, a bubbly feeling swelling in your chest.

“Pretty.” Jungkook grabs his phone from the nightstand. “Lemme snap a pic.” He sits up.

You turn your back to him, and he gently pulls your hair to the side.

Jungkook has a vast collection of pictures of you from numerous nights spent in each other's bed. He takes joy in photography, and being Jungkook’s muse feels oddly fulfilling – but only on condition that your face is not visible in any of his snapshots.

You gasp when your feel Jungkook’s sneaky hand pull up his jersey and grab a handful of your ass. He chuckles at your reaction and takes quick pictures of the pretty ass in front of him.

“Yah,” you scold him, turning around again.

He flashes you the softest, dimpled smile and you are momentarily struck dumb by his effortless prettiness.

He grabs your hand and pulls you onto his lap. “Lemme come with you.”

You arrange his tangly bangs. “You know we can’t.” You’re very careful not to be seen with Jungkook. Rumours spread quickly here.

“No one will see us in the stationary store,” he insists.

“Why do you even wanna go there.” You quirk an eyebrow. “There’s nothing for you there.”

Jungkook shrugs indifferently, but you catch the corner of his lips lift faintly. “You’re there.”

“Stop playing,” you say, nudging his shoulder. But you can’t help the smile that forms on your face.

“Watchu doing tomorrow?”

“Shopping for a dress. Mum said I should dress nicely for the dinner with Minho and his parents.”

You don’t want your parents to come over for the weekend. And you certainly don’t want to have dinner with their friends, whose son they’re trying to set you up with.

“We won’t see each other then?” Jungkook asks, squeezing your bare thigh.

Your fingers find his necklace and you toy with it a little. “Probably.” You lean closer to catch his mouth in a kiss before you get up. “I’m gonna head out now.”

“Send me pics,” Jungkook tells you in his sweet voice.

“Huh?”

“In that dress you’re gonna buy. I wanna see you in it.”

You titter at his shamelessness. “Behave for once, Jungkook.”

Jungkook clicks his tongue. “Say that again and I’ll throw you over my lap.”

He knows exactly what he is doing. He sports a proud smile on his face, cocking his head in provocation.

You muse over it as you step into your panties. Your eyes land on your journal on Jungkook’s desk.

You’d like to stay, but the stationary store. You wanted to spend a cosy evening in your room, journaling with some new supplies to finish off the hectic day.

You remove Jungkook’s jersey from your body. His round eyes immediately land on your naked figure.

Mischievousness contorts your features. “Next time,” you promise.

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read pt 1 here if u haven't <3

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