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I remember finishing this whole series 58k words in one sitting. this was sooo good omg i think i will read it again soon for nostalgia
“You always thought of your life as nothing exciting. Small town, stable job at the local diner, a roof over your head and nice friends. It didn’t take much to make you happy. But that all changes with the arrival of Jeon Jungkook, mysterious biker with dark hair, inked skin and a preference for leather jackets. It doesn’t take long for you to realise that life has so much more in store for you and Jungkook is happy to show you all of it…”
Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader
Genre: s2l!AU, Diner!AU, Biker Gang!AU, Smut, Romance
Wordcount: 58.512
~ Part 1 of “The Cocktail Trilogy” ~
#01 - Chapter 01
#02 - Chapter 02
#03 - Chapter 03
#04 - Chapter 04
#05 - Chapter 05
“Your hot downstairs neighbour comes over to help you with your laundry because you are too lazy to do it. Your laundry however won’t be the only thing getting shaken up.”
Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader
Genre: Smut, Neighbour!AU, lowkey Strangers to Lovers!AU
Warnings: there is some plot lol, safe sex, dom!Reader, switchy!Jungkook, oral sex (f.receiving), use of a dental dam and a condom, lowkey strength kink, some grinding, slight dirty talk, some pretty realistic sex cause that’s the hottest shit, it’s pretty vanilla but that’s hot so ayee
Wordcount: 7.1k
a/n: I saw a post about laundry fairy Kookie and I thought “if only he could do my laundry I’m lazy” and then my mind spiralled and this happened. Enjoy besties
You shake out the wet towel with vigour, grunting in exhaustion and squinting your eyes so you wouldn’t get any of the water in them.
Once shaken out enough you hang it on your clothing line, you had installed on your balcony railing.
You take the next towel, starting the whole process anew. You groan in annoyance, stopping for a moment to lean against the railing to give your aching arms a little break.
“I hate doing laundry. It’s the devils work”, you say out loud.
You have a habit of talking to yourself whilst doing tasks. It just makes it easier, especially doing laundry.
Next is your oversized shirt, which you shake out twice before hanging it up on the clothing line as well.
“Like seriously can’t just some random hot guy ring my doorbell and do my laundry like in all those fabric softeners commercials?"
The next shirt gets shaken out and hung up, all whilst your loud complaining continues.
"I’d give my right boob for that to happen. Stupid laundry.”
You shake out your last shirt, not having seen the panties hidden in the sleeve. One aggressive shake and there you see them, flying through the air in slow motion.
“No!” you gasp, wanting to reach for them but it’s too far away. All you can do is watch them fall down and slither right onto the railing of your downstairs neighbour.
“Seriously? Out of everything it had to be my panties?” you almost yell, staring at the pink lace hugging the metal railing in pure shock.
Your shock however grows when you suddenly see a hand reach out for them and a moment later a bundle of dark hair appear in the frame. The bundle of hair starts to turn, any second now and you would make eye contact with your downstairs neighbour.
“Oh shit”, you hiss, ducking down before that can happen.
“Nope, nope, nope”, you whisper, crawling back into your apartment on all fours whilst burning up in embarrassment.
This was so close to being a total disaster. Guess you have to say goodbye to your pink panties, you sure as hell aren’t going down there to get them. You would just make a fool of yourself, especially because you have no idea who lives in the apartment downstairs. He could be a total pervert for all you know, he can keep your panties you really don’t want those back. Who knows what that psycho would do in the time it takes you to make yourself presentable and then go downstairs to ring his bell. You shudder at your own imagination.
“Nope mission aboard, too disgusting.”
Suddenly your doorbell rings, making you flinch. You stare at it with big eyes, holding your breath.
Is that your downstairs neighbour? This can’t be happening.
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“Jungkook is a simple guy, he sees you ironing his shirts and he gets all excited. Alternatively: Doing domestic stuff with you makes his heart race and his dick hard, he just can’t help it.”
Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader
Genre: established relationship, domestic!AU, Smut, Fluff
Warnings: Jungkook’s POV, domestic shit I sob, Jungkook is a horny goofball, dry humping, unprotected sex, hickeys, they are so in love it’s maddening
Wordcount: 3.6k
a/n: Doing domestic stuff with Jungkook just huRts me in the best way possible 😔 also big shoutout to @tipsydipsydo who gave me the idea of Kook getting all horny when doing domestic stuff with this partner jsjsj 😔 Also I’m tagging @kimchitae in this because Laundry Fairy is the reason why we met each other and I wanna treat my queen. I love you Thea 💜
~ Sequel to Laundry Fairy ~
You are humming to the song playing on your bluetooth speakers. Backstreet Boys, because in your opinion they make the best cheesy love songs. Your apartment smells like fresh laundry and the sugar cookies you baked this morning. Outside it doesn’t just rain, it pours. The world is getting a proper cold shower today. But you don’t care about the weather or the cold. You have the heater on and wear your fuzziest socks with your most comfortable hoodie. Technically speaking it wasn’t your hoodie, but that of your boyfriend. The later just entered your shared bedroom with a basket of fresh laundry in his hands and sits down on the edge of the bed.
“I love it so much when the towels are still warm from the drier”, Jungkook says, rubbing his cheek against the warm towel with a content smile on his lips.
“Ditto. It’s so nice”, you agree, looking at him for the briefest of moments before you turn your attention back to his dress shirt you are ironing.
Jungkook had been away on a business trip for the last five days and had only come back from it last night. He got a pretty big model job in another city with lots of meetings beforehand and in those meetings he needed to look his best. That is why you are currently fighting with the creases in his dress shirt, singing loudly to the song and with your brows furrowed in concentration.
Jungkook’s eyes flit up, fond smile washing over his lips. You are swinging your hips from side to side, bopping your head up and down without even noticing it. He loves moments like this. Both of you bare faced, in your baggiest of clothes and with your hair unstyled. He feels so comfortable in those moments. He is such a lover for everything domestic, it’s his favourite type of date with you. Even after two years together he still can’t get enough of those moments.
“Finally. No more folds. Yay, yay”, you sing to the melody of Shape of My Heart as you hold his black shirt up.
Jungkook continues folding the towels, eyes following you as you dance through the room to your shared closet. He can’t get enough of the way you swing your hips, finding it equal parts adorable and sexy. He is a simple man, what can he say. He sees you wearing nothing more than knee-high socks and one of his hoodies and he gets all tingly in his heart as well as his lower regions.
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