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Parachute {5}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff. Mafia!AU, Gang!AU.

Wordcount: 4.4K

Warnings: Swearing, Angry JK.

A/N: hello friends ! I hope you're having a great day ~ so here is the second last chapter 🤧 I hope you guys enjoy it and let me know what you think or if you have any questions and requests? That would be great ! Anyways read on and have a nice day ! Enjoy 💜

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“Where is she?” you hear Jungkook say as your hand hovers over the door knob.

You furrow your brows, as you listen.

“Hyung! Where is Y/N?” he shouts and you flinch at the force of his voice and a thud.

On the other side of the door in the dark lit living room, Jungkook had grabbed Taehyung by the collar.

“What did you say to her !?” Jungkook growls and the man just absent mindedly stares at the younger one’s fury contorted face. The other men in the room do nothing, it’s as if it’s a sight they are used to seeing.

“Jungkook calm down, maybe she just-" Jimin finally tries to calm Jungkook down, attempting to place a comforting hand on his shoulder but Jungkook immediately whips around and has his hand tight around Jimin’s neck, veins bulging out as he tightened his grip by the second.

Jimin places his hand over Jungkook's larger one but doesn't attempt to stop him as he just stares at his friend looking as calm as ever even though his breathing slowly got weaker.

“Jungkook.” Seokjin called out as he carefully tried to approach the angry teen, knowing damn well he could snap Jimin’s neck if he felt violated even a little.

“Jungkook. Enough.” Namjoon bellows, finally taking over the tense air.

Usually Jungkook would back down because he had an unmatched amount of respect for Namjoon more than anyone in the world.

But not today, instead he faces him, a twisted smile on his face as he approaches him, merely inches away from his face. It seems that Jungkook has matured too much, almost at the height to look at Namjoon straight in the eye, challenging and taunting him.

“Jungkook.” Hoseok warns but Jungkook doesn't listen.

This is not good.

You grab the door knob and twist it at the deafening silent from the other side, you step in ready to run into the scene and attempt to hold Jungkook back but someone speaks up and you halt in your motion.

“Kid, you better sit your fucking ass down.”

The whole room goes silent.

It was Yoongi, sat on the couch with his arm over his eyes.

He is successful in shifting Jungkook's attention. But you fear that things are only going to get worse as Jungkook approaches the man they thought had fallen fast asleep in midst of the argument.

“I’m not a fucking kid anymore.” Jungkook sneers as he looks down at the older man.

“Yes you are. You’re acting like one.” Yoongi says as he doesn’t flinch from his position.

“If none of you don't tell me where the fuck is Y/N,” he threats , voice raised slightly.

Yoongi sighs before getting up.

“Maybe she fucking ran away.” Yoongi shrugs as he looks at the youngest member who hovered over him, big and tall, but he wasn’t afraid or faltered by it, because he knew at the end of the day, Jungkook was soft and childlike inside, in all the good and bad ways.

“Yoongi.” Seokjin warns but the man doesn’t back down.

“You're fucking lying.” Jungkook spits as he clenches his fist.

“Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. It doesn’t matter. When she’s with you act like a baby and when she’s not with you, you act like one too. Not only that, you've lied to her Jungkook. Don't you think she has plenty reasons to leave?” Yoongi laughs dryly. All Jungkook sees is red as his nostrils flare. He is fuming.

“Yoongi that’s enough.” Hoseok warns as he come a to grab Yoongi by the forearm and pull him away.

Yoongi sighs as he walks past Jungkook, nudging his shoulder as he yawns.

Just then he notices you and stops.

He looks at you with lazy eyes and you glare at him, looking away as you made your way to Jungkook.

“Jungkook,” you call out while his back faces you as you hold his hand and his eyes go wide when he turns around to face you and you swear the whole room erupts into sighs of relief.

“Y/N, where were you?” he breathes out desperately as he cups your cheek in his hands.

“It’s okay I’m here now,” you smile at him and he sighs, pulling you into a tight hug.

“I swear I thought you left,” Jungkook confesses against the crook of your neck and you hold him tighter.

“No, I’m here Jungkook. I'm here.” You say as you rub down his sweat wet back.

The members slowly disperse and head to their own rooms, Jimin and Taehyung the last few ones.

You felt bad for Taehyung, he seemed so down and hurt despite how emotionless he tried to make his face seem, and you could see it. You need to get them to make up.

When the room is empty with just the two of you, you pull away and he reluctantly gets his head off your shoulder.

“Jungkook,” you sigh as you wipe away the beads of sweat on his forehead.

“You’ve not even recovered yet and you’re out here trying to fight your brothers?”

Jungkook looks to the floor and pouts, immediately making your heart churn but you need to be strict with him.

“I'm sorry,” he says with a low voice and seeing him like this, you can’t believe that he was the same person who was on the verge of beating up the people he had grown up with.

“Its okay,” you smile weakly as you pet the top of his head and he looks at you through his lashes making you giggle.

“Let's get you to bed.” You say as you take his hand and guide him to the room.

When you get there you wait for him to lay in bed before taking a seat on where you were previously sat.

“Why aren't you sleeping in bed with me?” Jungkook asks with a subtle pout and you let out a low laugh, actually feeling tired and sleepy but you can’t sleep now.

“Because, I need you to recover quick. I’m very sure that you'll find a way to cuddle with me even while you're sleeping. You won't heal as quick as you do, you need space Jungkook.” You explain and he furrows his brows as he purses his lips and squints his eyes.

“What?” you laugh at his sceptical expression.

“ I won’t try to cuddle with you.” He says seriously and you raise a brow.

“Are you sure?” you ask as you tilt your head and cock a brow, he nods hardly, pieces of his hair falling into his eyes and it almost makes you agree with no hesitation.

“I don’t know Jungkook...” You trail off as you think of just how hard it is for him to keep his hands to himself every single time. A gun shot wound definitely won't stop him.

“Please,” he pleads and the way his voice cracks slightly and his eyes get glassy makes you immediately give in. He looked like a little broken child.

You get up the chair and plop yourself to the other side of the bed.

Jungkook turns to face you and you gently place your hand on his cheek.

The both of you stare into each others eyes for awhile. Your lazy gaze against his wide eyes, showing no sign of sleep what so ever.

“Y/N?” he calls and you hum.

“I’m sorry about how I acted with the hyungs. I know you don’t like it.” He confesses, suddenly avoiding your gaze and you notice the specks of red that colour his cheeks under the soft silver light from the moon in the dark room.

“Its okay baby,” you smile as you run your thumb up and down his cheek. “ Just talk it out with them tomorrow, okay?”

You barely see him nod through your blurry vision, slumber beginning to take over.

The silence that fills the room the following moments allow you to fall half asleep before Jungkook speaks up again.

“Y/N, what happened when you were being held captive? D-did da-, my father or his men do anything to you?”

You stay silent for a while, mind a little slow as you try to think of a ‘good' answer or to give him.

“They didn't do anything, they just hand cuffed me.” You practically tell some of the truth.

“That’s it?”

“Yes, Jungkook.” You smile lazily and you can almost see him sigh in relief through your lids.

The room goes silent again and you are basically asleep until Jungkook speaks again.

“Y/N, if you ever decide to leave me. I'll understand. This life that I’ve choosen, it isn’t for everyone and I want you to live your best life out there without being afraid, I don’t want to hold you down because of this. J-just, if you ever want to leave. Don’t just go, let me know please. I promise I'll let you go.”

You don’t respond.

“Y/N?” Jungkook calls as he brings his face closer to yours to see if you were asleep.

You bring your head closer to his , close enough to peck his lips.

Jungkook looks at you stunned as you fall back into your pillow and adjust yourself.

“I won't leave you silly. Now shut up and go to sleep.” You joke with a sleepy grin and he smiles.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He says, breath fanning your face and blowing through your lashes.

“Goodnight, Jungkook,”.

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You wake up before Jungkook. Or so you thought you did.

You had spent what felt like a few minutes but could've been hours admiring his face.

You brush off a piece of his hair to reveal his forehead, his perfect hairline. You run light fingers over his thick dark brows, down the slope of his nose and it's round tip, lightly grazing his Cupid’s bow, his lips that were slightly parted, warm breathe fanning your finger tips.

You admire the little mole under his lip that you love so much, absent mindedly smiling as your fingers linger a little longer there before trailing down.

You bring your fingers down his chin, there's a slight arousing tug on the expanse of his skin as you feel his slight stubble but you push it away, carefully tracing his Adams Apple and then bringing your fingers to trace his collar bones.

You trail down his chest down to his sternum, the skin below wrapped in a bandage.

In this morning light, you can see his scars on his shoulders and torso a lot more clearer, for some reason this morning they seemed very much more darker and present, alive.

You stop your movements as you realise where he could've gotten the scars, many of them having already been there before he joined your gym.

When Jungkook notices the shift in the air and opens his eyes to see you looking woefully depressed, he realises it’s time to let you know he’s awake.

“Hey,” he smiles as he place his hand over yours on his chest.

“Hey,” you smile back as you sniffle.

“Were you crying?” he asks in concern with knitted brows and you shake your head while you laugh and sit up.

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You wake up before Jungkook. Or so you thought you did.

You had spent what felt like a few minutes but could've been hours admiring his face.

You brush off a piece of his hair to reveal his forehead, his perfect hairline. You run light fingers over his thick dark brows, down the slope of his nose and it's round tip, lightly grazing his Cupid’s bow, his lips that were slightly parted, warm breathe fanning your finger tips.

You admire the little mole under his lip that you love so much, absent mindedly smiling as your fingers linger a little longer there before trailing down.

You bring your fingers down his chin, there's a slight arousing tug on the expanse of his skin as you feel his slight stubble but you push it away, carefully tracing his Adams Apple and then bringing your fingers to trace his collar bones.

You trail down his chest down to his sternum, the skin below wrapped in a bandage.

In this morning light, you can see his scars on his shoulders and torso a lot more clearer, for some reason this morning they seemed very much more darker and present, alive.

You stop your movements as you realise where he could've gotten the scars, many of them having already been there before he joined your gym.

When Jungkook notices the shift in the air and opens his eyes to see you looking woefully depressed, he realises it’s time to let you know he’s awake.

“Hey,” he smiles as he place his hand over yours on his chest.

“Hey,” you smile back as you sniffle.

“Were you crying?” he asks in concern with knitted brows and you shake your head while you laugh and sit up.

“Just got some dust in my nose I think.” You say as rub your nose and Jungkook chuckles.

“How long have you been awake?” you ask as you squint at him suspicious.

“Since before you to be honest.” He confesses and you gape at him in disbelief.

“Oh my god, I was literally gawking at you while you were asleep but you were actually awake,” you say embarrassed as you cover your heated face any Jungkook chuckles as he tries to get up.

You keep your hands odd your face when you hear him groan in pain and immediately rush to him.

“Jungkook are you-" you begin, voice laced with concern but them he suddenly begins laughing at you as he clutches his band aid stomach.

“I hope you know you’re a little piece of shit,” You roll your eyes before getting up, ready to leave the room but he grabs your hand just as your feet touch the ground and pulls you onto his lap.

You fake a pout as your cross your arms over your chest and Jungkook gasps as he places a hand over his chest.

“You're so damn cute.”

A blush immediately creeps onto your cheek as you break your gaze and smile.

Jungkook laughs, satisfied by your reaction as he lightly pinches your nose and you can’t help but giggle.

You stop when you look up and see Jungkook staring at you, an unreadable expression on his face making you shift on his lap.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks and your eyes shoot open, taken aback.

“Yeah sure,” you smile as you recompose yourself.

He inches in slowly, his soft lips pecking yours as if to test the waters, and fully moulding your pair with his,  slow and soft but still needy and desperate.

Arms come to circle around your waist and pull you closer, close enough for you to know how the morning would go.

“Jungkook,” you gasp when he begins trailing kisses down your jaw, your core hovering above his morning wood. You should've known.

“Jungkook.” You sat firmly this time, placing your hand on his chest and trying to keep as much a distance Jungkook's arms around your waist would let you, which wasn’t much because his warm breath that fanned your heated face was intoxicating, clouding your decisions.

Jungkook pouts and you sigh.

“Jungkook, you're injured remember? We can’t do this this morning,” you try to reason but Jungkook wasn’t having it.

“Come on Y/N,” he smirks, nose brushing against yours as one hand let’s go of your waist and comes caress your cheek, goose bumps rising over the skin he had grazed.

“Tell me to stop.” He breathes out, lips brushing yours as his hand trails down and begins unbuttoning your top, enticingly slow, but you don’t tell him to stop, instead a pool of anticipation builds up inside of you as he reaches the final button.

He stops, looking for any disapproval in your eyes before crashing your lips  once again and finally opening the last button.

You automatically wrap your arms around his neck, your bare chest pressing against his but you are careful not to inflict any sort of pressure onto Jungkook's wound.

Your hand trails down his torso slowly as you tilt your head to the side and allow Jungkook more access to suckle on the skin on your collarbone, making you wince in pleasure.

Your hand rests on his waist band, so close to where is most desperate for you.

“You're such a tease,” Jungkook chuckles and you smirk before reaching down and palming his hard bulge through his pants.

“Fuck,” he breathes out, hips bucking into your hand.

“What do you want you me to do?”  you lean down purr into his ears, at that Jungkook's hand squeeze a your behind and you giggle.

“Ride me ,” he smirks as he pushes a piece of your hair behind your ear.

Your hand finds its way  into his sweatpants, hands wrapping around his length and you smirk at how affected he is already, abdomen tight and tense, a light sheen of sweat over his tan skin.

You finally take his angry and hard lenght out of the constraint of his sweatpants and look up at him.

The sight of him, bottom lip trapped in between his teeth, brows furrowed as he looked down at you with hazy dark eyes is more than enough to cause you to shamelessly drop in between your thighs.

You stroke his member a few times, using your thumb to spread the precum that seeps out of the tip around his head before stroking him again.

Once he is properly lubricated, you lift your behind from his lap, pushing your panties aside as you to her over his length.

Just when you are about to sink down into him his hands abruptly come to hold your hips, stopping your movement.

“Jungkook, what's the matter ?”you furrow your brows, the amount of self control he tried to display bot fooling you because of how hard he was and how in pain he seemed to be, and still he was trying to stop you.

“Are you on the pill?” he asks and you look at his concerned expression in disbelief before laughing.

“Of course Jungkook,” you say as you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Okay,” he says shyly, a light red tint colouring his cheeks and you just want to pinch them. How can he be so cute at such a moment?

“So is everything good now?” you ask as you smile and he nods, avoiding your gaze.

“Yeah, I just wanted to make sure.”

“Its okay.” You smile as you kiss his cheek and you see the little tug at the corner of his lips.

You pull away slightly, resting your forehead against his as you both look into each other’s eyes, Jungkook's ragged and uneven, your bottom lips caught in between your teeth as you slowly sink yourself down to his length.

Just then a knock is heard on the door and the both of you go rigid and freeze.

You stare at each other with wide eyes, hearts beating fast and hard.

“Who is it?” Jungkook calls out finally breaking the panicked filled gaze between the both of you and facing the door.

“It’s me,” you hear Jimin. “Are you guys hungry ?” he continues and you swear you can hear the cheesiness in his voice.

“We'll be there in a bit.” You answer and Jungkook's head whips around to face you with a frown.

You place your index finger on his lips as you pressed your lips in a thin line, motioning for him to just play along and not say anything.

“we're coming right now.” You say louder this time.

Jungkook exhales in frustration clearly unsatisfied as he crosses his arms over his chest and looks at the opposite direction and you sigh, feeling bad.

When you hear Jimin begin to walk away, you sigh in relief, placing a hand over your beating chest. It felt like you were holding your breathe.

You get off of Jungkook’s lap and button your shirt.

Jungkook doesn’t get up, still pissed as he looked out the window.

“Jungkook, let’s go. They're waiting.” You plead as you sit next to him on the bed, taking his hand into yours  after you manage to free it from it’s constraint.

“We don’t have to go.” He says and you bite your cheek to hold back a smile.

“We can continue later. After you have a talk with the members and apologize. You promised me remember?” you try to coax him as you lay your head on his biceps.

“Fine.” He says uncrossing his arms and sighing.

“Okay let's go!” You say excitedly as you jump off the bed, making Jungkook laugh.

He get’s up as you head to the bathroom to take brush your teeth, joining you. Namjoon had bought some new tooth brushes this morning and handed them to Jungkook as he woke up before you.

When you are done you attempt to go out but Jungkook stops you.

“What is it?” you ask with furrowed brows.

“Here.” He says handing you a black T-shirt.

“Oh, I’m fine in this.” You smile and he looks at you with a raised brow.

“Are you sure? It’s pretty see through.” He says as his eyes trail down and rest on your breast before looking back at you with a smirk as he comes closer and you subconsciously put your hand over your chest.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold myself back if you go out like this, I might just fuck you in front of everyone, let them know you’re mine and that they should keep their eyes off you.” He whispers into your ears once he leans down into your ear, the sudden change in his voice and how deep and seductive it’s gotten riling you up as your breathing gets uneven.

“I'll change. You go first.” You say in a low voice, clearing your throat as you take the shirt from him and run straight to the bathroom, making Jungkook chuckle before heading out.

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When you head out you immediately notice the tense air, none of the food set on the table has been touched. You begin to fear it’s because the prior argument but you're almost relieved when you realise it’s not. But knowing what it is, a deeper type of fear settles into your bones again.

“Tonight.” Seokjin says from his seat in the kitchen.

“And we need Taehyung, but we don’t know if he'll be coming back anytime soon...” Jimin trails off.

“We'll find a way to get him back. I'll head over to his place or the club with Jungkook and we'll  discuss a strategy and let you guys know what the plan will be.” Hoseok says as he pats Jungkook's shoulder reassuringly.

“We have the layout of the dock and where their men will be stationed, all we need to do is get through and out with minimal complications, I trust that the three of you will come up with the best plan.” Namjoon adds and The rest of he boys nod, even Yoongi.

“What about Y/N?” is the first thing you hear Jungkook say ever since you walked out.

“She'll be somewhere safe, far away from the raid.” Namjoon says and Jungkook immediately trusts him.

“Y/N,”  Jimin calls once he notices your presence and all eyes are on you. Jungkook's wide and surprised.

“Hey,” you smile awkwardly as you walk in, taking the empty seat next to Jungkook.

“You guys haven't eaten yet?” you note, pretending as if you didn’t just hear their conversation.

“Yeah, we were waiting for you.” Jimin lies, scratching the back of his head as he laughs nervously.

“Oh really? Thank you.” You smile as you push the cold plate closer to you.

“let me heat it up for you.” Seokjin offers, reaching out for your plate and you just shake your head.

“No, it’s fine.” You smile and Seokjin nods.

The room is silent and you can feel Jungkook's eyes on you, he wants to say something to you but the amount of ears and eyes in the room is probably what is keeping him from talking.

The table vibrates, Yoongi immediately reaches for his phone on the table, studying the ID, eyes going wide before he picks it up and leaves the room.

After him, the members in the room slowly disperse until it’s just you and Jungkook.

“Y/N, tonight I’ll be-" he begins but you cut him off as you look at him with a reassuring smile.

“I know.”

“You heard? Jungkook asks as his eyebrows raise in surprise.

“Yeah, a bit.” You laugh, looking back down on the food that even you hadn’t touched.

“Um... I...” Jungkook mumbles as he struggles to find the words to say.

“You don’t have to say anything.” You assure him as you place your hand on his cheek and make him face you.

“I hope your talk with Taehyung goes well,” you say as you peck his lips.

“And I'll be waiting for you to come back home tonight.” You finish and you can see a smile spread on Jungkook's face from the corner of your eyes, making you smile as well.

Just then Hoseok appears on the kitchen door and looks between you and Jungkook with a knowing grin before speaking.

“We're heading out now,” he informs Jungkook.

“Okay.” Jungkook hesitantly rips his gaze from you as he gets up, walking past Hoseok and out.

“He’ll be fine.” Hoseok laughs lowly once Jungkook is completely out of site, noticing the look of concern and sorrow on your face.

“hmm?”

“Jungkook. I know you’re worried about him. He'll be fine. You know how he can be once he's in his element, he doesn't like losing. More than anything he’ll do anything to keep you safe and make sure he comes back home to you in one piece. Plus he’s got us, we'll make sure he gets back to you safely. So don't worry.” He reassures with a small smile.

“Thank You.” Is all you manage to say, feeling like your throat was clogged up.

“No problem,” he smiles before pushing himself off the door frame.

“See you later.” He bids and you nod with a smile, and with that he is  heads out.

You hear the door open for awhile before it shuts.

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Parachute {6}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Light Smut. Mafia!AU, Gang!AU.

Wordcount: 5K

Warning: Blood, Sex, Yeap.

A/N: So here is the chapter i thought would be the last BUT after getting carried away while writing, it came out not to be 😳 Hehe but yeah there's not too many chapters ahead and I don't intend dragging this series for too long but anyways enjoy reading and have a nice day ! 🤸🏾‍♀️💜🤧 P.S. forgive the spelling mistakes sbsjjsjsjd

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The next few days go by extremely slow, it's almost torturing. And the fact Jungkook isn't by your side makes it worse.

One because you’re not used to being apart from Jungkook for so long, two because you’re so worried about Jungkook and can't sleep just thinking  whether or not he’s okay or not. The worse case scenarios get more wild in your head each day that passes by.

Not a call. Not from Jungkook or anyone. How could you live in comfort and not be disturbed ?

You want to go back to your apartment but you know you won’t be allowed to so you tell your assigned driver to send you back to Namjoon's place instead. You needed to be somewhere where you could at least pretend Jungkook was as well, surrounded by his scent and warmth in the room you both were staying at.

You spend days inside the room, clad in Jungkook's shirt as you lifelessly lay on the bed that started to get cold. The only time you leave the room is when Nella visits you.  She was so worried and concerned because you suddenly disappeared and she wasn’t able to contact you for a while but you had reassured her that you had an emergency call from Jungkook and that everything was fine with a convincing smile.

Before leaving you told her to help you deliver a message to one of the people at the gym, that you'd be back soon and that they should take care of the place.

You felt so good to finally be with someone you knew and loved and you had completely forgotten about just blue how you were feeling before, that is until the door closed with a click and a dark cloud formed over your head as the room got dark again. That is when you’re really reminded of just how lonely you were.

You feel the worst you’ve ever felt that day, falling limp  on the sofa because of the weight of your heart as your vision gets blurry and your eyes flutter and you fall into slumber, a single tear running down the side of your face.

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You're fast asleep when you hear the loud movements at the door, and when you hear it open along with heavy footsteps approaching the living room, you sit up in alert.

You had fallen asleep in the living room couch, and it was just you in the apartment. So you were really scared, even though Namjoon had reassured you a while ago to not to be because they had men stationed around and in the complex to keep you safe.

You slowly get up, shaking hands grabbing the gun on the coffee table as your eyes don't leave the corner of the hall way that led to the front door. It seems Jungkook had left it for you under the pillow before he left.

Carefully you make your way to stand against the wall as a shadow comes in your view and you gulp, true fear beginning to settle in.

The person gets closer, and closer, and closer as your heart beats faster, and faster and faster as your shaking hands threaten to drop your only source of comfort and hope to get out of the incoming situation.

When you can feel their presence right next to you even through the wall, you whip around with gun in hand ready to do whatever you could but you gasp in horror when your hand is gripped mid air.

You finally get a look at the intruder and when they let out a low chuckle you really do want to strike them with the handle of the gun.

“Jungkook!” You sigh tiredly in relief and annoyance but the moment your eyes fall onto his figure and you properly take in his condition, you freeze.

Cuts and grazes on his face, blood all over his torso changing the colour of what you knew was a white dress shirt he owned that was once clean and crisp everyday since you bought it for him. It had little cuts and openings that revealed crimson dyed skin.

His hand that held your wrist was bloody, the other equally as bloody clutching his tummy as his chest heaved up and down and he took in your expression carefully, afraid of what you are thinking as you look at him like that.

Unbeknownst to you, your eyes had gotten glossy as tears welled up and Jungkook immediately panics as he lets go of your wrist, thinking that you probably hate him now.

“Y-yn, i-" he begins but your small emotional voice cut him off.

“Are you hurt?” you ask as you finally look him in the eye.

Jungkook is taken back by the look you had in your teary eyes, it wasn’t one of disgust and revulsion, rather genuine care and concern.

“I- no.” He says as he rips his gaze from yours and turns away, if you weren’t disgusted at him coming home all beat up and bloody you must be disgusted at the fact that barely any of the blood on his body was his.

It takes you a while to figure that out as you furrow your brows but when you do you don't know what to say or think.

Instead you take his hand, causing him to knit his brows and look at you but not protesting you as he follows your lead into the shower in the room you two were using before.

Jungkook watches you intently as you push his shoulders back lightly to sit him down on the sink counter and  begin to unbutton his bloody shirt and letting it fall to the ground.

Your hands begin to fiddle with his belt, but you struggle to undo it as your vision has gotten too blurry and tears had begun to fall down, making Jungkook freeze when a tear falls over your shaking hand.

He takes your tiny hand in his carefully and places it on his chest as he  searches your tear filled eyes.

“Y/N, I'm so sorry.” He sincerely says and you immediately want to scold yourself for making him feel like he had to apologize.

“You’re going to make me cry some more you fool,” you joke as you playfully hit his chest and chuckle.

Jungkook smiles at you sadly as his hand comes up to rest on your face and his thumb wipes away a tear, the salty liquid mixing with the slightly dry and sticky blood on his hand.

“Let's go, hurry up.” you sigh as you sniffle and place your hand over his.

You head into the shower first, discarding your top and shorts before you step in.

You hear shuffling as Jungkook gets undressed when you turn on the shower head.

After a while he comes in, hesitant at first but eventually he steps in.

You don't pay much mind to him, simply reaching for a scrub (some thing you're sure Jungkook had Namjoon get for the both of you because he can't take a shower without them) and a floral scented shower wash and beginning to wash off the dry blood on his solid chest and tight abdomen.

The whole time Jungkook observes you, perhaps he had caught your eyes and hands lingering a little too long on his body, and you start to feel self conscious with having his strong gaze on your naked and wet body.

Jungkook smirks at the effect he has on you and decides that he wants to test it further.

His hand comes over yours and you flinch as you look up at him wide eyed.

“Go on,” he says innocently as he leans down, breathe fanning your ear while his hand over yours begins moving in circular motions, guiding you over his chest.

Another hand comes around your waist, pulling you into him and you gasp when you feel him press against you as he begins placing feathery pepper kisses on your neck.

“What's the matter?” He asks and you feel him smirk against your skin. He’s enjoying this.

“J-jungkook, we need to clean you up first.” You manage to say as his fingers begin tracing the line down and up your spine, making you shudder.

“You take care of me so well,” he says when he pulls away slightly, his lips brush against your cheek and making the skin tingle.

His other hand on top of yours comes to cup your face as he pulls away completely and looks into your eyes.

You immediately cannot deny him, and you find your gaze averting to his lips as you slowly lean up into him.

Not with him looking like this, hair wet and slicked back, a few pieces stuck onto his skin but his beautiful hairline and forehead on display showcasing his dark brows, eyes dark as soot as he intently watched you with so much desire, lips slightly parted as he breathes through the water running down the tip of his nose.

Suddenly, you feel your knees wobble and your lungs get weak. Suddenly, you feel so overwhelmed.

Jungkook's brows knit in concern at your sudden mood shift, arm around your waist immediately tightening as you feel your legs give out and you grip his shoulders for support and breathe heavily as tears begin to fall, mixing in with the water.

“Y/N, what's wrong?” Jungkook asks as he cradles your neck and you just stare at him as your hold on his shoulder gets tighter.

What’s wrong? You don't really know. It just suddenly feels like all the things that had been happening the last few days have just dawned on you and it’s overwhelming. It’s so much to take in and being with Jungkook like this, it’s just reminds you of the life before all this and the life that will be after.

“Kiss me.” You breathe out and Jungkook furrows his brows.

“Kiss me please.” You say through quivering lips more desperate this time as your nails had begin to dig into the skin of Jungkook shoulder.

Jungkook is puzzled but doesn’t say anything. Instead he does what you had asked him to.

He immediately leans down and connects your lips, it’s a soft peck at first, and then he kisses you again and again and again.

Each time you feel like a weight has been lifted off your shoulder, like you are taken higher into the sky with each kiss, like you were walking on clouds.

You wrap an arm around his neck to bring him closer, you felt like you would fall if you didn’t hold him and you felt so safe in his arms.

Jungkook's arm instinctively tightens around you some more as his hand on your neck brings your closer to him, deepening the kiss when you moan as his tongue tickled your bottom lips and he finds his way in your mouth.

You’re crying, and you thank the heavens that you were in the shower now because your tears mix in with the water that streams down face.

The kiss is warm and soft. It feels like running the tips of your finger over the expensive velvet box that held one of the necklaces Jungkook had gotten for you, it's priceless and it means the world to you because it’s from him more than anything.

You suddenly pull away, a heaving mess. You stare at Jungkook who looks just as equally out of breathe and looking at him like this again, you feel a sob build up at the back of your throat.

You can't be doing this.

You stand back, keeping a distance between the two of you and Jungkook’s face immediately falls, sadness and dejection evident in the lines of his face and you want to hold him and kiss him again but you know you can't.

You rip your gaze away from his sad one finally and walk out the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around you before you lean against the wall and exhale deeply.

You wipe away a tear that escapes and get off, inhaling deeply before you climb onto the middle of the bed, laying on your side in a foetal position as you stare at the wall.

You were so conflicted, it didn’t even feel right pushing Jungkook away. And why were you even doing it ? You were suffering internally yourself and you’re sure Jungkook was too, if not even more than you were.

Were you being selfish? He never wanted to be a part of this, that’s why he walked away in the first place. But here you were acting as if it wasn’t for you that he had got back into this kind of life for.

You sigh as you tug your knees closer to your chest.

Just then the shower door opens and you freeze. You hear shuffling and a pause.

You are alert and on edge at the silence, you want to turn and see what Jungkook was doing but you know you have to keep your cool.

After a while you hear his footsteps resume and the room door is opened.

You wait until you can’t here him anymore before you sit up and slowly begin to make your way out.

You see Jungkook searching for some thing in the kitchen, he had changed into a black t-shirt and some sweatpants.

You approach slowly, standing awkwardly at the door.

“What are you looking for?” you ask once you clear your throat and Jungkook immediately freezes, slowly turning to face you with wide eyes like a dear caught at headlights. You immediately soften up as a small smile finds its way on your lips at him like this.

“Um, the first aid kit.” He says after a short silence as his eyes unconsciously take your towel clad figure, to which he immediately looks away with ruby cheeks as he resumes searching.

You sigh with a smile as you walk in and get on your knees in front of one of the cabinets.

You open it and reach in, grunting as you extend your arm to very end and sigh in relief when you feel the cold metal box before pulling it out. Hoseok had told you where it was a while ago before leaving.

“Here,” you smile as you shake the item and get up, approaching him.

Jungkook watches you carefully, not sure what to do as you stand in front of him and place the box beside him on the counter.

You take out some ointment and pour a small amount onto the fluffy cotton  before looking at Jungkook, to which he flinches and immediately looks away, shy and embarrassed that you caught him staring at you as his cheeks get pink.

You chuckle lowly at his reaction before examining his face.

He lied when he told you he didn’t get hurt. Although it’s not much, he had little scratches on his face and neck. You hadn't seen earlier because the shower was dimly lit but here in the kitchen and being up close and your vision not being blocked by water or tears, you could see well.

“You lied to me.” You suddenly say as you begin to treat a tiny cut on his forehead and Jungkook raises his eyebrows as his eyes threaten to bulge out of his sockets. You almost laugh at his reaction.

“I did?” He asks confused and you nod with a discreet smile.

“You said you didn’t get hurt.” You explain as Jungkook hisses when you start treating a wound a little bigger and you mutter a ‘sorry’, to which Jungkook shyly mutters an ‘it’s okay,”.

You continue treating him and all the while Jungkook watches you. You’re too busy trying to treat all the little cuts but you look at him every now and then, catching him staring at you, you really did enjoy his reaction when he would get flustered and look away shyly with tinted cheeks.

“Are you mad at me?” Jungkook asks after awhile and you halt your movements.

“What makes you think that?” you ask as you continue and Jungkook looks towards the ground.

“Its just... back in the shower. You were crying and I don’t know why... did I do some thing? Is it because I k- fought with those people? Is it the blood? I-is that why you didn't want me to touch you? Are you tired of it already? I can understand and if you want to leave i-“ he begins rambling and you can’t help but sigh and cup his cheeks, taking him by surprise as he looked at you with furrowed brows before you press a chaste kiss on his lips.

Jungkook is wide eyed at first by the turn of events and your shift of mood, but his hands come around your waist and pull you closer to him.

You pull away, hands resting on Jungkook's chest to stop him when he tries to reconnect the kiss.

“I told you I'm not leaving you, stupid. I'll always be with you.I'm here, will always be. Gosh can you even live without me ? Look at you now, you're a mess !” You laugh as you playfully hit his chest and Jungkook chuckles, the palm of your hands vibrating against the expanse of chest.

He comes down to rest his forehead on yours as he closes his eyes.

“You know I love you right?” he says and you smile.

“Yeap. Like I love you too.” You say as you wrap your hands around his neck and begin to run your fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck.

You stay like that for a while, his hands around your waist with your foreheads touching and the tip of your noses brushing. You look up at him through your lashes, the way his lips were parted and his warm breath fanned your face. You close your eyes with a smile as you exhale deeply.

“Y/N?” Jungkook says suddenly.

“Hmm?” You hums, as soft finger pads massage your scalp, making your eyelashes flutter at the relaxing tingly sensation.

“I’m sorry I didn’t call.” He says apologetically as he open a his eyes and looks at your closed lids.

You can feel that Jungkook is beginning to panic and get nervous and scared as his fingers fist the fabric of your towel when you don’t answer.

“I promise that next time- and the times after that, no matter what or wherever I am . That I’ll call. I'll do whatever to call, to hear your voice. Because I missed you much Y/N, I- I thought about you every second of the day and night Y/N.” He says desperately and you can’t help but smile as you pull away slightly, eyes slowly peeling open and meeting Jungkook's wide and doe like ones filled with concern, worries and desperation but also undying love.

You peel one hand off his neck and put it in between the small distance in front of you and him, your pinkie finger held up.

“Promise?” You smile and your heart warms up when Jungkook beams, his bunny grin one of the many things you love so much about him. Jungkook doesn’t waste a single second to wrap his larger one around yours.

You chuckle as your brush your thumbs, breaking the hold to kiss the pad of his thumb, and his yours.

“Promise.” He says brightly and you giggle at his childish antics.

You peck his lips gently and quickly, making him smile at your cute act, the tingling feeling you felt when you had your first kiss with him still there, in fact more overwhelming with passing time.

“Let's go sleep.” You say as you get off the counter taking Jungkook's hands and wrapping it around your waist as his nuzzles the crook of your neck while you both walked back into the room and plop onto the bed.

It doesn’t take you both long to fall asleep, you were quite tired mentally and Jungkook obviously physically.

Perhaps you were too tired to actually change into some thing comfortable, something that isn’t a towel, before slipping gracefully into slumber.

So when you are woken up to the feeling of hands roaming around your ribcage and near your core while your towel lays discarded at your foot, you find that you can’t sleep again.

You don’t stop him or wake him up, moaning as you press yourself against his already hard member when he gropes your breasts and starts tugging at your pert exposed nipples.

Soon your moans get to loud and when Jungkook’s fingers stop abusing your nipples you quickly cover your mouth with your hands.

“Y/N?” He asks while he sits up and slips his hand out from under you, making you pout at the loss of warm skin contact but you don’t retort.

“Yeah?” you asks as you turn to face him and look up at him on the bed, smiling sheepishly.

“Um... I’m sorry.. for touching you...” He begins but you chuckle, taking his hand on his lap and rubbing the back with your thumb.

“It's okay. I liked it.” You reassure and Jungkook's eyes go wide making you giggle.

“What were you dreaming about ?” you asks as you lay on your front, supporting your weight with your elbows.

You don’t miss how Jungkook's eyes avert to your side boob, before he quickly looks back at you with an overwhelmed expression and tinted cheeks.

You cock an eyebrow at him while you smirk.

“Nothing,” Jungkook laughs nervously and you sigh before getting up.

Jungkook’s eyes go wide as you shamelessly come to straddle his lap, your bare chests flush against each other as your face was inches away from his, noses brushing lightly.

Jungkook gulps while every muscle in his body tenses and you burst out into laughter, making Jungkook stare at you wide eyed before his brows furrowed.

“It's not funny.” He says firmly with a pout and you hold your breathe, trying to stop yourself from laughing again.

You can’t believe how easily Jungkook can change, one minute he is beating somebody's ass, the next he resembles a child who is getting scolded while you reprimand him, one minute he comes home covered in blood and the next you're treating his cuts like a child after play day, one minute he's giving you bedroom eyes and teasing you in the shower and the next he’s like a boy who has never seen a female’s naked body or had sex.

It was so amusing however you knew it was all a part of Jungkook's being, he's a living contradiction.

“Sorry baby,” you smile as you caress his cheek, the frown Jungkook had put on faltering as the corner of his lips twitched.

Jungkook puts his hand over yours with a devilish smirk, and now it’s your turn to be stunned. Before you can even get up and make a run for it, a hand with a strong grip is on your waist and you are flipped over the bed with a light thud.

Jungkook hovers over you, one large hand pinning both your wrists over your head while he smirked down at you.

“Maybe you’re not a baby?” you laugh nervously and Jungkook chuckles lowly, the vibration of his chest against yours oddly pleasing.

He leans down, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck as he starts placing light feathery kisses and you find your breathing getting harder and airier.

“I should remind you right?” He says as he smirks against your skin before he begins suckling and nipping at your soft flesh, marking your skin with purple and red splotches while you become a moaning mess under him as you nod.

He trails down to your collarbone, down the valley of your breasts, placing open mouthed kisses and sucking at your nipples, flicking them with his tongue and rolling it lightly in between his teeth as he looked straight into your eyes shamelessly. You feel so embarrassed, so much so you feel your vision blur and your head feel light and dizzy by how heated your whole face, in fact body, feels. But you don’t break eye contact, even as he kisses down your ribcage, your navel and as you grip the sheets once he let’s go of your hands.

He stops for a while, and you take that moment to relax and shut your eyes and exhale.

You don’t see Jungkook smirk cruelly before he dives into your wet core, placing an open mouthed kiss as his tongue ran up the slits of your woman hood while he collected all your juices.

Your eyes shoot open and your automatic response is to close your legs but Jungkook knew that so when you tried to you couldn't, Jungkook's firm hands on either of thighs, you whimper.

He continues to takes in all of you, the lewd sounds making you feel light headed as you start to see stars.

“Fuck you taste so good Y/N,” Jungkook pulls away and looks you in the eye, your half closed desperate gaze against his dark mischievous ones.

“Please,” you breathe and Jungkook smirks, coming up to meet your face and kissing you, making your face heat up even more as you stared yourself on his lips.

Your hands trail down his pecs, desperately tugging his sweatpants pants down as you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him closer to you.

Jungkook just chuckles against your lips and usually he would stop you and make you wait longer but even he was too desperate to be in you and fill you up with his seeds today. All that pent up frustration he would release today and you were more than ready to receive it.

Without any hesitation, he reaches down and tucks his hands into his sweatpants, wrapping his hand around his length and taking out his angry erect cock.

He aligns himself at your entrance pulling away to place a kiss on the corner of your lips while your arms wrap around his strong shoulders to pull him into your neck  before ramming into you, your nails digging into his flesh as he fills you in to the brim and you gasp as you clench around him. Both of you know already that there’s going to be fresh claw marks running down his muscular back and although Jungkook didn’t mind and actually liked it, you were on the other end of the spectrum because Jungkook would always tease you about it and talk about how good he had fucked you with a smug grin.

Jungkook grunts in pleasureful pain, but he hasn’t had enough.

He pulls out slightly, before slamming into you again. He thrusts into you mercilessly, rough and territorial. You’re a moaning mess under him, clawing at his back as white specks begin to litter your vision and your words and calls for him become slurred.

“I- i'm so close,” you breath out as your grip on Jungkook gets tighter.

“Come for me baby,” Jungkook encourages in your ear and his deep sultry voice is all you need to throw your head back as your eyes roll to the back of your head and you release around him.

“Fuck,” Jungkook mutters as he pounds into you harder and faster, he was  close.

He mutters a string of fouls words before he comes into you, filling you up so well as you clench around him and milk him completely to the last drop as he rolls his hips against yours a few more time.

Jungkook slumps onto your figure after pulling out head buried in your chest as you hug him close.

You feel your lids slowly give up on you and get heavy while you play with Jungkook's hair, falling asleep a few minutes in.

Jungkook falls asleep a couple of hours after you after he finishes admiring your peaceful face deep in sleep around his arms.

He almost can't believe that you're his and you love him.

He kisses your forehead before returning to your chest and closing his eyes.

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When Jungkook wakes up and finds you nowhere to be seen in bed, he begins to panic. He jumps out of bed, hurriedly throwing his sweatpants on and rushing into the bathroom, you are not there.

When he opens the door and flings into the hallway leading to the living room, he bumps into someone, making them fall behind but Jungkook is quick to grab their wrists.

Jungkook freezes, hands immediately letting go of the person’s.

She just smiles at him, red painted lips that he used to love oh so much, but for a long time now he despised.

“Miso?” He says the name as if it is poison on his tongue.

“Long time no see, Jungkook.” She smiles innocently and Jungkook just stares at her in disbelief.

This can't be happening.

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Hehehe so that's the end for now sorry for the shit smut 😳 what do y'all think is going to happen next? Who is Miso ?

Parachute {7}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Wordcount: 3K

Warning: light swearing. Mention of death.

A/N: Hello friends :) a quite heavy angst themed chapter oof 😳 a couple of chapters left fr this time hehe tbh I'm kind of nervous to end it because sjsjjsjs I don't know :( anyways I hope you all have a great day/night 💜 sorry for the spelling or grammatical errors I've edited again and again but there'll definitely be something.

*italics are flashbacks

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“What the fuck are you doing here?” Jungkook sneers with flared nostrils as his grip tightens around the brunettes wrists, instead of showing any sign of pain or struggle to get out of his grip, she smiles. She was enjoying it.

“I just came to visit you Kookie, don't you miss me? ” She pouts and Jungkook scoffs.

“I don’t know how the fuck you got in here but you better leave and I better not see you again.” He threats, throwing her hand away as he walks past her. He has some thing more important to do, finding you.

Miso almost trips when their shoulders brush against each other and she clenches her fists in embarrassment and dejection before turning around.

“You know I’m the only one who can handle you, she'll get tired. The only one who knows about you. You know that.” She blurts out, making Jungkook stop in tracks, exhaling deeply, tongue poking at his left cheek.

He was going to snap.

Jungkook freezes as his eyes widen. You must have been the one to let Miso in, it was just the two of you here. And if that’s the case and you’re currently nowhere to be seen, she must have said some thing to you. And knowing Miso, she definitely would have said something.

Jungkook turns hot on his heels as he slowly walks towards Miso, a wry smile etching on her lips as she crosses her arms over her chest.

“What did you say to her?” He growls lowly and Miso just laughs.

“Oh Jungkook,” she says as she uncrossed her arms, her red painted nails trailing down from his collar bones, solid chest and ridged abdomen to the band of his sweatpants before Jungkook grabs her hand and glares at it.

“Are you scared?” She whispers as she gets closer to his face, the smell of her perfume as intoxicating as ever, a scent he once found comfort in and seeked but now it made him dizzy and nauseous in all the bad ways.

She bites her lip, before she abruptly place a kiss in the corner of his lips with a smirk, leaving a faint red stain.

Jungkook tenses up as he looks at the mischievous girl with wide eyes.

He feels his blood boil to the max as he stared at the her with eyes filled with spite and anger.

“Leave,” He growls but the girl simply smiles as she bites her lips.

“But Kookie-" Just then the sound of some thing dropping makes Jungkook freeze and the dark haired girl of him just grins as she looks past him.

Jungkook had been so consumed by anger and hate that he didn’t even hear the front door open.

You had went out with Hoseok this morning to get groceries. Today was Jungkook's birthday and although you always made a special dish, the boys had suggested this time making him seaweed soup. Usually Namjoon's wife would help you but she was gone so Seokjin said he would over the phone.

Hoseok came earlier saying he came to pick you up to go grocery shopping because Seokjin was busy with some wedding stuff at the moment, reminding you to leave a note telling Jungkook where you would be before you left. He laughed when you asked him if he was going to be cooking, telling you he really can’t proper cook even if it would save his life.

“Jungkook! We're back !” Hoseok chirps as he joins you at where you stood frozen with grocery bags plopped on the floor. Hoseok's furrows his brows before following your gaze freezing when he sees Miso and Jungkook. He must admit, from the angle it looks quite suspect.

Before Jungkook can turn to face you and Hoseok you look away.

“Um I’ll be in for a while. Sorry about this but can you help keep this for me?” you say as you lean down to grab the two small plastic bags and hook it onto Hoseok's fingers and turning around. Not caring to stop when you hear him call out for you and quickening your pace when you hear Jungkook call out for you and you hear his footsteps approaching you.

You hold in your breathe until you finally get to the door, opening it and shutting it in a second, sighing in relief when you hear the click from the lock.

Jungkook stops on the other side as soon as he hears it too, hand on the doorknob as his shoulders slump.

“Hyung,” he says sadly as he looks at his older brother who comes to give him an encouraging squeeze of the shoulder.

“Just give her time. She’ll cool down,” he reassures with a soft smile and Jungkook nods.

He looks over to the girl in red, the one who always managed to ruin everything in his life till this day. He glares at her with disgust and hate.

“I hope you know that I fucking hate you more than before.” He says with a dry laugh and for the first time since she has arrived, the smile on her face is wiped off.

“Also leave before if have my men make you.” He rolls his eyes before walking off, leaving Hoseok and Miso.

Hoseok doesn’t spare her a glance, following suit as he sighs and small smile forms on his face, irritating Miso who clenches her fists.

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“Why is Miso here ?” Jungkook asks everyone in the room with piercing eyes, hunched over the kitchen island.

“We needed her for the next mission.” Yoongi shrugs as he slurps on his ramen.

“And you didn’t tell me any thing about it?” Jungkook laughs dryly.

“I forgot.” Yoongi honestly says to which Jungkook sighs.

“I was going to tell you, to be honest she wasn’t even supposed to come till after you agreed to it, if you would. She just appeared today for some reason.” Yoongi continues to explain.

“She hasn’t changed one bit, huh?” Seokjin shakes his head as he laughs.

“Well, we don’t need her. We can do it without her.” Jungkook insists, arms crosses over his chest.

“Do you have a better option?” Jimin smiles mischievously. Jungkook doesn’t pay much mind to Jimin as he is always like that that but when he sees what he is hinting at he immediately refutes.

“No. I'm not doing that. Never.”

“What about Taehyung's girl-" Jimin begins but shuts his mouth the moment Taehyung walks in. Namjoon sends him a scowl of disapproval as he shakes his, to which Jimin just shrugs.

“What have you got Tae?” Hoseok smiles at the younger man who had just walked in, comforting Taehyung who smiles back and joins them.

“A lot.” He says with a victorious smile as he lays down documents on the table and Jungkook can’t help but chuckle as he pats his shoulder.

“Great! Make it quick. Jungkook has somewhere to be in a bit.” Seokjin says as he locks his arms around Taehyung and Jungkook’s necks making the younger boys laugh.

“Yeah,” Jungkook nods with a sad smile. Taehyung ruffles his hair and the boy is smiling brightly again.

“Stop. Let’s get to business." Jungkook says firmly as he says Taehyung’s hand away and tries to hide his smile and begins to take in his other persona.

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You don't know how long you've locked yourself in your room but you know that it’s probably been one too long as the room has gotten dark and the sun has began to set.

You wanted to leave the room but you were still on edge. Was she still there ? Was Jungkook there? Were they still talking to each other? It looked like she kissed him. Did they kiss? Did he like it?

Miso.

You’ve never seen her in your life but you’ve heard that name.

But the moment you saw her there with Jungkook, you knew it had to be her.

‘jet black hair', ‘bright red lips,’ ‘sharp dark eyes,’. Those features anyone could posses but you’ve heard too much about her during your time at the gym to not recognize her when you encountered her.

The OH so famous Miso who had broken the ‘bad beast' Jeon Jungkook’s heart.

It was the talk of the gym, the town even. You can never forget just how hurt he was then. At first all you would see was how much more aggressive he was when boxing, even during training. He had ruined so many punching bags.

This was before you had really gotten close with Jungkook and he was still not very talkative then.

You had sneaked into the dressing room, not knowing if Jungkook was there. You had left your gift for Jungkook here when you were helping cleaning around the other day and you came to get it back.

That’s when you heard the voice of someone crying.

You froze when you saw him, hunched over his lap with his face in his palm.

You felt your throat go dry and heart clench at the same time.

But still you approached him, slowly sitting next to him.

You simple stared at the locker ahead of you and you tapped your lap.

“Y/N?” He asks and you suddenly jump in your seat.

“Yeah?” you asks as you smile and lush yourself closer to him, heart clenching when you see just how red and puffy his eyes and nose were. His glassy doe eyes looking at you for comfort and you feel a sudden need to protect and take care of him like he’s a little hurt boy.

“Can I hug you?” He asks suddenly and you are taken back, eyes wide as you try to process what he had just asked of you.

“I'm Sorry, it’s okay if you don't want to it’s just when I’m sad my mom used to hug me and I feel comfortable with you-" he had began, brushing it off lightly with a nasally laugh but you didn’t let him finish.

You wrapped your arms round his neck, taking him by surprise but he doesn't retort, instead his arms come around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he nuzzled his neck into the crook of your neck and took in your scent.

You began rubbing his bare back and whispering comforting words when you felt your shoulder dampen while his body shaked.

Ever since that day, you had envied and admired this Miso girl.

The first and last time you saw Jungkook full on cry was because of and for her. He must have really loved her. She was his first love after all.

Even after you two got together you were still somewhat insecure, you had heard some of the things the guys would say regarding Miso and Jungkook’s previous relationship.

Some said she got pregnant and for very long you lived in anxiety thinking that one of the days she would show up at your door with a child in hand and Jungkook would go with her, he loves kids. And you wouldn't stop him because no child deserves to be fatherless, especially not because of your selfish feelings.

Some said that she cheated on Jungkook and vice versa but you knew Jungkook would never cheat so you didn’t pay mind to that. Some even said he got involved with her so he could fuck her mother and when her husband found out she broke it off so Jungkook was broken. That's where you drew the line and stopped listening. There were so many more rumours but you never once asked Jungkook to confirm or deny any of them. You trusted him.

So why did you storm out like that before ?

“Ughh!” you groan as you tug your hair, wishing you could rip it off your skull.

Just then there's a knock on the door.

“Y/N?” Seokjin calls out from the other side.

You get up, slowly opening the door to a small crack and using your one eye to search the living room beyond Seokjin’s broad shoulders.

“It’s just me,” he laughs and you flush, suddenly feeling embarrassed at how you were behaving.

“Let's go,” he chirps as he walks into the kitchen.

You don’t even end up doing much, after making you chop up some onions and veggies Seokjin has you sit down while he takes over. He handed you some snacks since he knows you haven’t had any thing since you got back and you've locked yourself too long in the room since morning on an empty stomach.

You're staring the wall and too deep in your previous thoughts that you don’t realise Seokjin has been calling you for a while.

“Y/N?” Seokjin calls in concern as he gently taps your shoulder.

You jerk up in your seat by surprise.

“Hmm? Sorry I was... I wasn't paying attention.” You laugh sheepishly.

“No it’s fine. We all daydream.” He laughs as he shakes his head.

“Pass me the salt, please,” he says as he motions towards the island and you get up immediately and pass it to him.

“You’re a really good cook.” You compliment as you observe the simmering pots next to him.

“Yup. Heard that a lot. Except from one person. They trash my cooking but still eat my food, not leaving a single thing on the plate.” Seokjin laughs with subtle pout and you can’t help but laugh.

“That’s cute,”

“Yeah, she really is.” Seokjin says as he smiles and you can’t help but feel warm at the adoration in his eyes.

“So what is your plan for today?” Seokjin asks after you are done for a bit and he joins you at the dining table.

Right. It was Jungkook's birthday. You usually only spent the mornings with him, some time in the afternoon he would go out and come back late at night and you would have a cake lit up for him and the two of you would celebrate together.

He would always come back with puffy eyes and avoid your gaze, wanting to just hold you or for you to hold him to sleep.

You couldn't help but think that maybe he went out to cry about Miso, today was after all the anniversary of their break up and it was something that had really shook his heart and scarred him, she was his first love after all. But again, you never asked.

You shift in your seat as you play with your fingers.

“I don’t know." Honestly you didn't, what if he went back to Miso and would never return?

Seokjin nods as he clasps his hands together on the table.

A thought comes in your head.

“Seokjin, I have a question.” You asks shyly as you suddenly feel invasive.

“Sure,” he smiles and you exhale before speaking.

“On his birthday, Jungkook... He’s been going out and coming back at night. Do you know where he goes? D-does it have to do with Miso?” you ask nervously and Seokjin eyes go wide.

You begun to panic and worry, so it’s true ? He goes to Miso? So he really could not return this time?

Your hands shake unknowingly as your eyes tear up.

Seokjin notices and immediately realises you probably have your doubts and decides he should clear them quick.

“Relax Y/N,” he smiles as he places a hand on your shoulder and you feel your breathing get lighter but not light enough.

“Jungkook never told you about any thing? About his birthday? What do you know about it?” Seokjin asks carefully and you shake your head.

“No. He never said any thing. But he always seems so sad at that day, I guess it’s because it’s the day he and Miso broke up.” You painfully admit as your finger nails dig into your palm on your lap.

Seokjin sighs in defeat. He was waiting for Jungkook to tell you but it seems that today’s interruption and the sudden appearance of an unwanted uninvited guest wouldn’t allow it. He knew Jungkook had planned it, he was even going to ask you to go with him to the place he visited every year on his birthday.

“Y/N, it has nothing to do with Miso.” He says and you furrow your brows.

“What?” you ask in confusion. It had everything to do with Miso, right?

“Yeah, they did break up on that day but Jungkook couldn't care less about it, not then not now. ” Jin says with a reassuring smile and you feel as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. But just as soon as you heart feel a light and free,  new load of curiosity and guilt weighs it down heavier.

If it wasn’t because of Miso that he had emotionally broken down in front of you that day and that he spends the whole night out for every year then what is it. Where was he going and why ?

“T-then what is it?” you ask, stuttering as you take in Seokjin’s sombre expression.

“Y/N, Jungkook's birthday, his mother died on that day.”

You feel your heart drop to your feet as you process the words he said.

Suddenly everything clicks.

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That's it for today :) I hope you liked it! Next time 💜

Parachute {8}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Wordcount: ~2.5K

Warning: Crying Jungkook, mention of death.

A/N: okay so ... 😭😭 this chapter really had me sobbing oh my the playlist for this chapter triggered my soul anyways I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and love pain ~ have a great day. P.S.: this is a fictional so don't take every thing to heart 💜

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You’re running, out of your breathe.

Every thing is passing by you in blurred streaks; streetlights, cars, even passer-by’s who give you weird stares but you don’t stop or slow down, instead you go faster, feet and thighs aching already.

Your eyes sting, tears fall only to be carried away by the wind. Whether you are crying because of the harsh evening wind that slaps against your eyeballs or because of the lump that has formed in your heart and grew to now settle in your throat as you recall what Seokjin had told you, you don't know.

“T-then what is it?” you ask, stuttering as you take in Seokjin’s sombre expression.

“Y/N, Jungkook's birthday, his mother died on that day.”

You feel your heart drop to your feet as you process the words he said.

Suddenly everything clicks.

“What?” you croak out and Seokjin sighs.

“Jungkook’s mother, she died on his birthday.” He repeats a little softer, noticing how your shoulders shook and how your eyes got glossy. You were overwhelmed and taken back.

“I thought... Miso... oh my god,” You burst into a sob , covering your face with your hands as you sobbed into your palms shamelessly.

Seokjin gently rubs your back as you sob your heart out.

You felt so ashamed for being so cruel and selfish. Jungkook probably really needed to be with someone, like that day when he cried in your arms for the first time, like all the other days after where you would cuddle until he fell asleep on your chest or lap. But because of your stupid useless jealousy, you had turned your back on him when he needed you the most. You had built up a whole story in your head without ever once thinking about Jungkook’s point of view or the truth.

“I- He probably hates me Jin, I'm such a bad girlfriend how could I,” you cry into palms even louder.

“No you’re not. I’m sure he doesn’t hate you, he could never. In fact, I think he would need your company right about now.” Seokjin smiles and you look up at him through your blurry vision with furrowed eyebrows.

“I could take you.” He offers and you look away ashamed. Did you deserve to see him after you’ve been so thoughtless and selfish?

“I don’t know if I should go...” you trail off as you sniff.

“He was going to ask you anyway Y/N,” Seokjin says and you snap your head towards his direction.

He was going to ask you to come with him?

“Where is he?” You ask as you feel motivated and devoted, you were going to fix this.

“Downtown Local Cemetery.” Seokjin tells you and you get up abruptly, floor screeching as the feet of the chair is dragged across the wooden floor.

Seokjin looks at you wide eyed, surprised by your sudden movement.

“SeokJin, Thank You.” You smile before racing to the door and running out.

Seokjin stays there stunned, everything had happened so fast. After a while he chuckles.

“You're welcome Y/N.”

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You’ve finally arrived, but you don’t see Jungkook anywhere.

That is until at the very top of the hill, you see a dark figure. Sat cross feet over the grass with his back facing you in front of a tombstone ,a fresh bouquet of colourful flowers peeking from where you stood, contrasting his black hoody and jeans attire.

Slowly you approach, careful not to make any sound.

You didn’t know what to do or say, or where to start even, but you knew for now he needed to be alone. So you stay too a few feet from him, not too far, just a comfortable distance.

He looks like a little child waiting for his parents to pick him up from school, picking at the grass as he looked down, hair covering his eyes but a pout is visible.

Suddenly you feel even worse than before, seeing him all alone like this. You felt like you were a cause of this, and perhaps you were. You remember how he killed his father because of you, and how you've been so inconsiderate and selfish the whole day, heck since you first knew him because while he was out here mourning for his mother you were thinking that he was crying and thinking about some other woman he still loved, someone who wasn’t his mother.

When Jungkook starts speaking you wonder if you should leave and give him privacy or if perhaps you should have stayed a little further.

“Eomma, remember Miso? The girl you warned me about?” He asks excitedly before pausing as if waiting for a response and you feel your heart clench.

“Don’t worry eomma, I was late but i still listened to you, so don't scold me please.” He chuckles and you can’t help but smile a little, you imagine just how much he loved his mother and how much she loved him. It’s probably goes beyond your imagination, the way he comfortably confides in her like she’s here, effortlessly. It’s one of the most beautiful thing ever, he still depends on his mother and speaks to her even after she's gone, she must be so proud to still be such a great mother even now.

Jungkook was always happier when he came back after being out the whole day on his birthdays, he looked lighter and moved swifter. It’s like he had released all the years worth of worry. But they would pent up again the following year and then his birthday would come, and the cycle would repeat.

You suddenly think of your father, you visited him every year but you never really once spoke to him. All you would do is cry, telling him you missed him. Perhaps he would want to hear more than that too, about your day, your life, your relationship with Jungkook. You chuckle, would he really want to hear that? You would tell him anyway.

“You told me that I would find someone better right? There's this girl, her name is Y/N,” he says as he plays with the grass in his fingers, suddenly shyly looking down as his cheeks got red and your ears perk up at the mention of your name.

“She’s so nice to me, she cares for me a lot. Even when I get hurt. Kind of like you eomma, when I got hurt and you'd help fix me up right ? She tries to act mean sometimes but I know she cares for me.” He chuckles and you start getting heated, flustered at being a topic of discussion with his mother.

“She's so pretty.” He says as he stares off into space before chuckling and you feel your tummy flutter. He continues speaking.

“She's the most beautiful girl in the world, after you of course. If you see her...” He stops abruptly and you furrow your brows.

You stare at his back, concerned and worried.

He suddenly sniffles and wipes his nose with the sleeve of his hoodie.

You freeze. He’s crying.

Your eyes immediately tear up and you feel your heart get heavy. You just want to hold him and take care of him and tell him it’s going to be okay. But you stop yourself, clenching your fists as you dig your feet into the ground, leaving an imprint on the grass.

“If you could see her... I wish you could be here with me. So I could show her to you. You two would be best friends, I can see it. And maybe, you could have convinced dad... to not do what he did...” He trails off and you really feel like you should leave, you turn on your heels and begin take a step forward.

Just then wind blows, carrying your tears with it, blowing Jungkook's hood and stray hairs out of his face. Perhaps it’s a sign that you should stay, so you do, turning around back to face him.

From where you stand, you can see his face a little, a glimpse of his rose tinted wet dewy cheeks and a runny red nose. Just how much and how long had he been crying?

“Eomma, I’m so sorry... for what I did. Please forgive me, and I hope that dad is better person there, please take care of him. Tell him I'm sorry and that I won’t become like him.” He says before wiping his eyes and you stare at the ground as your tears fall onto the grass, trickling down the furry greens and seeping into the soil.

“Y/N, she’s so special to me. I swear..” He pauses with a nasally laugh.

“I used to think that I was in love with Miso, but with Y/N... I know it’s love. You know how it feels right? When you want to spend every second with them, when you would do whatever for them, when you can’t breathe well or sleep when you’re without them, when seeing them sad makes you sad, when at times it feels like you’re falling in love again? That’s how I feel Eomma, is it love?” He finishes before pausing, as if listening intently. You feel your heart flutter as a smile forms on your lips and just then the wind blows, a little softer and sweeter this time.

“Right.” Jungkook says as he smirks, making you furrow your brows in confusion at the shift in his mood. Suddenly confident and somewhat happier.

He get’s up and you take that as your queue to leave, taking careful steps down the hill until you can’t see him anymore over your shoulders.

“I think she’s the one. I might ask her soon.” You hear him say while he places the bouquet of flowers over her grave with a giddy grin and you freeze, turning to look over your shoulder once before walking out confused.

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You spot Jungkook approach his car, which you were leaning against with his face focused on the ground, hands tucked into his hoodie pockets.

He looks up once he’s near, freezing wide eyed when he see’s you there, smiling at him.

“Y/N?” He says almost in disbelief and you chuckle lightly.

“I’ll drive.” You say as you hold your hand out for him to give you the keys.

“Okay.” He says while walking to you and giving you the car keys.

You jingle them before walking over to the drivers and opening the door.

Jungkook follows suit after and you begin driving through the night streets.

You know Jungkook wants to say something, you could see him look ever to you from the corner of your eyes every fee seconds before turning to look outside the window.

“Y/N?” he finally says.

“Hmm?” you hum as you divide your full focus on the road and Jungkook.

“About today, with ... Miso, I'm sorry. It’s not what it looked like I swear-" he begins but you cut him off.

“No, it’s all good. I know you wouldn't do something like that. Instead I’m sorry, for everything.” You say as you look over at him at once you reach the red lights.

Jungkook looks at you, for a second there's a flash of something unreadable in his eyes but it disappears just as soon as it appears.

“You’re so silly.” He chuckles and you furrow your brows.

“I really am sorry. For-” You start pouting but he cuts you off.

“Okay, I forgive you for whatever you think you did wrong.” He says jokingly and you roll your eyes as you laugh lightly.

The light goes green and you resume driving, you were almost there.

“Y/N, thanks for coming today.” He says as he stared out the front window. Your eyes go wide and you freeze as your cheeks get hot, you can see him smirk from the corner of your eyes.

“Hahaha, no problem.” You laugh nervously, palms that gripped the steering wheel getting sweaty and slippery. He knew you came and by the looks of it he probably knew you were there longer than you want him to know.

“But next time, don’t go out alone. It’s dangerous.” He says as he throws his head back, closing his eyes.

“It’s okay. I'm sure you'll do whatever to protect me, even if we're far apart right? As long as you’re here I’m safe. You used to say you would jump out a plane without a parachute for me.” you chirp as you briefly turn to him, finding him grinning lightly as he let out a soft chuckle as he recalls exactly when and where he said that.

You were patching him up in the locker rooms after he willingly let one of the older boxers best him up, just so that he could be satisfied and walk away. He was being rude to you, touching you when you didn't want him too and Jungkook had caught it all. He pounced on the man and he was at his knees but Jungkook was worried for you, you were so scared while you told him to stop, shivering with glossy eyes. He knew that this particular member was an asset to the gym, and in all honesty he was there more for his family connections to the boxing world than actual talent which he lacked compared to many let alone Jungkook.

"Y/N, you know that I'll protect you right?" He asks as you bite your quivering lip and tried to keep your teary eyes wide open, afraid that a single twitch of your eye would cause tears to spill but still you smiled. He always made you smile, he made you happy no matter what.

"You would? What would you do?" You entertain, laughing lowly and Jungkook frowns. It seems you were not taking him seriously.

"Anything. This is nothing. I would parachute off a plane without a parachute for you." He says determined, a cocky lopsided grin and you pause. You narrow your eyes at him and Jungkook's eyes go wide.

"What is It?" He asks in a defensive tone and you chuckle, brushing his hair aside and revealing his forehead so you can clean the cut above his brow.

"That doesn't make sense Jungkook. You can't parachute without a parachute." You laugh and Jungkook's cheeks go red, head hanging slightly low and you cup his chin, making him face you and you internally awe at his pout.

"Well you know what I mean..." he trails off, slightly embarrassed as he looks into your eye.

"Of course I do baby," you smile as you lean down to peck his lips and when you try to pull away you are stopped by a hand on your waist.You gulp, looking into dark deep eyes and a smirk as he inches closer.

"Baby?" He asks mockingly, voice low deep and raspy and you feel your belly erupt into flames as he stares at you. You smirk before you challengingly nod. He doesn't need any further reason to pull you down, having you straddle his lap as he devours the taste of you against his lips while his hands roam the expanse of your body and yours his.

“Very right. I still would.” present Jungkook fully agrees and you chuckle as you return your focus to the road.

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Hehehe some thing short and sad anyways next is the last chapter so look forward to the end finally!

Parachute {Final}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

Wordcount: 1.7K

Warning: none.

A/N: It's here ! Some thing sweet and cute for an ending! I might do an epilogue ? Anyways that's it for my 2nd series on here ! It's been a great journey and I really appreciate all the anticipation and love shown for this! Thank you! Hop into my asks and ask me anything!

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You walk into the complex hand in hand, completely carefree.

So when you open the door and it’s dark, only for the lights to go out and the room to erupt into sudden loud festive roars, you freeze, hands gripping Jungkook's as if your life depended on it.

“Happy Birthday !” They shout with whistles and , Hoseok and Seokjin behind the couch, Namjoon and his wife and son with their head peaking behind a large stuffed teddy, Jimin, Yoongi and Taehyung under the table.

You sigh in relief as you place a hand over your heart and smile at your silliness.

“Hyung, you guys scared Y/N,” he chuckles and your cheeks get heated in embarrassment as he looks down at you with a smirk and you quickly look away.

“Oi! You ungrateful- come here!” Jimin says as he approaches Jungkook and traps him in a headlock while he ruffles his hair.

Taehyung joins in laughing and enjoying the spectacle, helping Jungkook put on his birthday hat.

“Be careful!” Seokjin calls out to the young boys who are now sat at the couch, Jimin and Taehyung now both rubbing their fists against Jungkook's skull.

You can’t help but laugh as you look at them. They were so childish at times, it’s hard to believe the kind or life they’re actually living.

“Y/N!” Namjoon's wife exclaims as she engulfs you in a hug, careful not to put too much pressure on her pregnant stomach that seems a lot bigger then the next time you saw her.

“Oh my god , how have you been?” you asks when you pull away, holding her hands as you gaped at her.

“This pregnancy things is kind of very energy and mentally consuming, but I love it!” She says excitedly as she rubs her belly.

You look at her bump in admiration, the way she already loves her unborn baby making you emotional.

“How much longer till you’re due?” You asks her.

“2 or 3 months, Namjoon is still so on edge and worries for some reason. He’s so silly.” She laughs as the both of you look over to the man of the topic, playing some sort of tickling game with his son and Yoongi who seems to be genuinely laughing and Namjoon acting scared of getting tickled and screaming in agony when he is tackled to the ground while Yoongi joins in.

Seokjin and Hoseok emerge from the kitchen with plates and food, and the cake that you had gotten today when you went out with Hoseok.

You admire the love filled atmosphere. It’s loud and comforting, it's beautiful and warm. A family. Some thing you always wanted for yourself one day. Some thing like this.

Jungkook looks over at you while in conversation with his hyungs. He notices you looking at something with a sweet smile, so he decides to follow your trail of sight, curiosity eating him up.

He sees Yoongi, Namjoon and his son, fooling around and laughing their hearts out.

A smile finds it easy on his lips as he figures out what you could be thinking about.

“Jungkook!” Hoseok calls out, motioning for Jungkook to join him at the table.

Jungkook get’s up coming to stand next to Hoseok and admiring the dishes in the plate.

“Come on everyone !” Seokjin calls out and soon enough everyone is at the table.

“Here,” Seokjin says, handing you the lighter where you stood across the table from Jungkook.

You smile taking it, very aware that Jungkook has his eyes on you.

You lean over to light up the candles on the cake carefully, exhaling deeply when you were done. You didn’t even realise you were holding your breathe.

The whole room claps and you suddenly feel better about your mediocre handy work.

You feel a tap on your shoulder and you whip around to find Yoongi, motioning got you to follow him.

You furrow your brows but comply, leaving the loud crowd as you follow him into the kitchen.

When you get there Yoongi hands you a bowl, the seaweed soup.

You look up at him confused.

“Should I really...” you trail off nervously.

“If anyone should do it, it should be you. After all, you made it.” He says, a hint of a smile on his lips and you are taken back.

Before you can respond he walks out, you hear a low chuckle as he makes his back to the living room.

“We're waiting for you.” He says one last time.

After a while of contemplating you finally walk out, taking slow small careful steps.

“Oh?” Jimin says once he sees you, and then the other people in the room turn their attention to you one by one, Jungkook the last one, his eyes twinkling in awe as you nervously smile and slowly approach the group, afraid that you would spill some of the stew

“Haaaaappy Birthday to you,” Hoseok starts singing as he claps, the other members including you soon joining and singing while clapping in rhythm.

“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Jungkookie ... Happy Birthday to you !” They finish by the time you stand in front of him erupting into claps and loud noise again.

You place a the bowl down, reaching for a spoon that Yoongi hands you before scooping out some, placing your hand below the spoon as you carefully turn to face Jungkook again, holding the spoon in front of his smiling lips.

He grins before opening his mouth and wrapping his lips around the spoon, doe like eyes looking at you as he sucked on the spoon before releasing.

You blush at the action, suddenly feeling flustered.

“Okay now the cake !” Taehyung exclaims and you laugh shakily.

“He needs to blow the candle first! You know, make a wish~” Jimin nudges Jungkook who blushes and you giggle.

You’re about to make way for Jungkook to cut his cake but he grasps your wrist. You furrow your brows at him and he just grins.

He place a you in front of him, the cake right ahead of you as a hand rests on your hip, his warm breathe fanning your ear as his chest is pressed lightly against your back.

Jungkook rests his chin on your shoulder, closing his eyes for a few seconds before he opens them and he blows the candles, all of them going out even from the distance between him and the cake.

“What did you wish for?” Taehyung asks jokingly with a smirk and Jungkook chuckles.

“It’s a secret.” He says as he grins down at you, winking. You quickly look away, smiling shyly as your cheeks get hot.

“Here,” Namjoon says as he hands him the plastic knife.

Jungkook cuts out a small piece of the cake, going out to feed everyone in the room as the crowd slowly dispersed and Namjoon's wife and Yoongi helped serve the food.

You are sitting by the window staring out the night life and ant sized lights when Jungkook joins you.

“Jung-" you begin but a cake filled fork is shoved in your mouth as you stared at the grinning boy wide eyed.

“Hmmm, I’m not sure if you look very pretty like this...” He jokes as he squints and you playfully smack his chest as you quickly chew the fluffy creamy cake before you choke. You had picked out the right cake after all.

“I almost choked stupid,” You joke as you laugh and Jungkook raises a brow.

“That... sounds pretty ho-" he begins but by the look in his eyes you know what he is about to say so you quickly cut him off.

“Have you taken your food yet?” you asks as you clear your throat.

“Not yet. Let’s go get it, you haven’t had anything either right?” He asks as he takes your hand while you nod and guides you to the table.

“There's a lot of food... if you want to get your present from me you need to finish it all.” You say as you marvel the range of meals that decorate the table, some you didn’t even see before.

“And what might that be?” He asks as he raises a teasing brow at you and you scoff.

“Banana Milk.” You say with a sarcastic grin.

“Fair enough.” He says as he nods and you giggle.

“Come on now, I'm hungry.” You pout as you rub your tummy and Jungkook laughs, reaching out for a plate and beginning to fill the plate. Perhaps he thinks you’re serious when you said he's going to have to finish all the food because he fills the plate to the brim, looking over and seeming very satisfied by your mouth agape expression.

“We’re sharing by the way.” He says innocently and you huff.

“Fine.” You roll eyes jokingly as you sit down at the couch crossed armed as you wait for him to join you.

That night is one the best nights of your life. Everyone is happy, laughing and having a good time. This is how you want to spend the rest of your days, when Jungkook and his team aren’t out there in a life or death situation while you worry so much you get sick, when You’re not countries apart and wondering what the other is doing and missing their touch, this is how you want to spend your days.

For one night, you all forget about the things in life that make you sad and cry, the things that have caused pain and despair. Perhaps you don’t forget, you just keep it in a special place in your heart, so that there is space for the overflowing joy and warmth in your hearts.

After all, who knows how far a night like this could be in your lives.

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THE END

Mafia!Hyung Line (Reaction: you being a brat)

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KNJ:

“What is it that you’re trying to do?” Namjoon asked.

You said nothing.

“Because I can promise you that whatever it is, it isn’t working very well.” Namjoon put his pen down and took his glasses off. He turned around in his office chair so he could face you.

You sat on the couch in the room with your arms and legs crossed. 

“I’m not trying to do anything, Namjoon.” He clenched his jaw and raised an eyebrow while turning his head to the side.

“You’re the one who called me up here anyway.” You whispered under your breath. 

He stood up slowly, both of his hands in his pockets as he approached you. You knew better than to move to avoid him, so you sat there with your gaze trained on his face.

He liked it when you looked into his eyes.

“I know that you haven’t been with me that long, so let me run a few things by you.” You jumped a bit at his touch as he ran one of his hands up towards your chest and over your collarbones.

He used that same hand to lightly caress the skin of your neck, before he wrapped his large hand around your tiny throat.

He held his hand there as he walked around toward the back of the couch, so he could lean down to whisper in your ear.

His hand tightened around your neck.

“I’m not much of an attitude person, darlin’.” He whispered, using his thumb to push your chin up so he could cut off some of your circulation.

“And I’m never going to hurt you, but I will embarrass you.” He laughed lightly as you gulped.

“Unless you’d like to keep up your attitude, that is. If that, for some stupid reason, is what you’d like to do, then I’ll be sure to give you a tour of the torture room once I get a chance.”

KSJ:

“Why aren’t you eating?” 

You continued to ignore him, typing away on your phone as his anger grew.

“Don’t you hear me talking to you?” You took a glance at him from the living room couch as he stood in the kitchen with his hands on his hips.

“I’m not hungry, Jin.” He gave himself a couple of seconds to register what you said.

He stared up at the ceiling and took a deep breath, before he began to walk toward the living room.

Your attitude toward him was growing day by day, and he was sick and tired of it.

Although you knew this, you were definitely surprised when he snatched your phone out of your hands and dropped it against the hardwood floor.

He leaned down a bit so he was eye level with you, and grabbed the fabric of your shirt and balled up into his fist.

The house servants stood in shock.

“You are dismissed.” Jin said to them.

When there was no movement, he turned to look behind himself at them.

“Get out.” He growled. You watched in fear as they all scurried out of the ground floor and either went up the stairs, or ran into another room to try and busy themselves.

He turned his attention back to you.

“I’m sorr-”

“I don’t want to hear it.” He grunted. You sat silently.

“You’ve had nice meals prepared for you every single day this week by the house cook. You’ve been giving me attitude constantly, and all you do every single day is sit there and stare at your fucking phone screen.”

He let go of your shirt and picked up your phone off of the ground and held it in his hand.

Your eyes widened.

“I’ll be going through this. You haven’t got anything to hide, do you?”

MYG:

“Y/N?” Yoongi yelled. You were in the room next to his office which was where he was, so you just opened the door and poked your head inside.

“Yes?” You smiled lightly. He returned the small smile and held up his hand.

“Come here.” He curled his pointer finger toward himself.

You furrowed your eyebrows and hesitantly stepped inside.

“Close the door behind you.” He said nonchalantly, as he began to type away on his computer.

You gently shut the door, and walked over to his desk. You stood a good distance away like he had taught you to a while back.

Well, he never taught you-- you learned the hard way.

“You can come a little closer, baby.”‘ He laughed.

You took one step closer to him.

His smile fell, and he reached out to grab your arm and yank you into his lap.

He wrapped his left arm uncomfortably tight around your waist as he began to click away at his computer again.

“We promised to always be honest with each other, right?” You nodded, smiling a bit as you did so.

“Good, good.” He hummed to himself, clicking a few more buttons on his computer before he pushed the screen toward you.

“Could you tell me who Jinsoo is, then?” You froze.

“I--”

“I think it’s a pretty stupid idea to make the password to your email your birthday, darlin’. It wasn’t difficult whatsoever to hack into.” You felt like crying.

How could you forget to delete the fucking emails?

“I guess I should be glad that you didn’t flat out text him. Maybe you do have a little bit of respect left for me.” He laughed.

“He’s just a high school friend Yoongi, I swear. He found me through my social media and asked for my email.” Yoongi rolled his eyes.

“He was a high school friend.” He corrected you lazily as he ran a hand through his hair.

“You didn’t. Please tell me you didn’t.” Yoongi ignored you and soothingly ran a hand up and down your back, before his hand trailed up to your scalp and he gripped a fistful of your hair.

He forced you to lay over his lap, as he pulled up your shirt to reveal your ass.

“How many spanking are we thinking, hm?”

JHS:

Hoseok smiled at his reflection in the mirror.

The two of you were going on a date today.

He grabbed the bouquet of flowers that he bought for you off of the counter as he walked out of the bathroom and into the living room, where he told you to wait for him when you were ready.

He told you to get dressed before him, because he knew that it’d take you some time. He didn’t mind at all, though.

He enjoyed it when you made yourself up just for him.

He entered the living room, the flowers behind his back as he saw your beautiful figure lax against the couch.

He cocked his head to the side in confusion.

“I thought I told you to meet me down here when you were ready?”  He smiled out of confusion.

You turned to face him, unaware of his presence until now.

“Oh, I am ready!” Hoseok shook his head and set the flowers down on the coffee table.

“No, you aren’t.” You knew what he was referring to-- the dress.

Hoseok bought you a different dress for every single date. You appreciated the gesture, but you decided to just wear something that you could actually move around in without worrying about something slipping.

“What the hell is this?” He stepped closer to you and raked his eyes up and down your body.

You looked delectable as always, but that didn’t mean that he was satisfied with your appearance.

“I decided not to wear the dress today.” He opened his mouth, but you continued to talk anyway.

That was his biggest pet peeve.

“I thought that it was a little short-- and p-plus I know that you don’t like it when other people look at me, s-so I figured that-- ah!” You yelled when he pulled you up off of the couch.

“You’re right. I don’t like it when other people look at you.” He tore your flimsy shirt apart with his hands.

“They’ll never get a chance to be with you, though, so I don’t mind showing you off. He yanked your jeans down to your ankles.

You let him-- you knew better than to fight him.

You wanted to leave the house with fully functioning legs.

Just as he began ordering you to take the jeans off completely, his phone dinged.

“Limo’s here.” He smiled evilly, and grabbed your hand and pulled you toward the door with him.

“Hoseok!” He said nothing.

“Baby, please!” You yelled. 

He looked at you over his shoulder.

“I can’t go out like this. You know that.” He cocked his head to the side and feigned confusion.

“No?” He asked. You shook your head slowly.

He scowled.

“Then you better go put that fucking dress on.”

disturbance.

(This was a request from @knjkitten​! @bitchyaus​ gave me the idea of continuing this from the reaction about Joon that I wrote. You don’t have to read that to understand this, but it could give you some context, I suppose. Also! Don’t worry. There’s going to be a part two to this. ;) )

“You’re not understanding what I’m saying, and I’m not in the mood to repeat myself to someone who should know their job.” Namjoon’s loud voice rang throughout the hallways.

You knew that he didn’t like to be disturbed when he was taking business calls, so you busied yourself by doing some work of your own. You finished rather quickly though, which left you with nothing to do.

You could do some household chores, but Namjoon had taken care of all of that while you were burying your face in textbooks for the past two weeks.

You smiled. He was such a thoughtful man.

That’s why you couldn’t bring yourself to bother him. Even though he keeps the door open, you’d feel bad if you were to distract him, especially after everything that he does for you.

Then again, he’s been locked up in that room all day. 

Plus, when you’re doing work of your own, Namjoon always manages to divert your attention to his tongue.

And then to his fingers....

And you always end up fucking him. 

You could interrupt him just this once.

You knocked on the open office door to alert him of your presence. You didn’t even owe him that, really, because anytime he attempted to bother you while you were working he would immediately begin by slamming the door open and gripping any area of exposed skin.

He didn’t answer your knock. You didn’t expect him to though, so you invited yourself in.

“Jooooniiiieeee-”

“I never asked you anything about where those shipments came from, Yang. I asked you where they were going.” You stepped further into the room. He completely ignored your presence.

“Namjoon?”

“If you act like this with a simple weapon delivery, then how do you expect me to assign you any other tasks that take much more skill?” Namjoon sighed, and leaned back in his chair. 

You rolled your eyes and walked over to him. He couldn’t ignore you now.

That’s what you thought, at least. He still continued his call as if you weren’t in the room.

“You can’t be serious right now.” You mumbled to yourself as you turned on your heels to leave the room.

“I’m this fucking close to...” You drowned the rest of his voice out when you slammed the door to his office shut. You were almost certain that he would chew you out for that later, but it was nothing that you couldn’t fix with some sweet talk.

He’d never stay mad at you for long, but after what you were about to pull you couldn’t be too sure of that at the moment.

“If he wants to play, then we can play.” You smirked to yourself as you began your walk to one of the upstairs guest rooms. You hid some of the new lingerie sets that you bought in the closet that was attached to the room because you knew Namjoon wouldn’t find them. He never came into the guest rooms.

You walked into the closet and briefly scanned your options. 

The pieces that you bought were all quite nice, and you looked hot as hell in them, but there was one set in particular that you were saving up for a special moment.

It was a black two piece that consisted of the typical bra and panties, and a silk robe to cover for a ‘surprise effect’.

You grabbed the set out of the bag and examined it for a moment.

Did you really want to waste this lingerie on something petty?

Hell yeah. It’d be worth it in the end to see Namjoon’s face when you walked into the room.

It didn’t take you long to change. You spent a few minutes staring at your ass in the mirror before you slid the robe on.

You wanted to make him suffer.

You grabbed the robe and slid it loosely over your shoulders. You tied a knot that wasn’t too tight, but would take more than a tug to get off.

You walked to the room and opened the door again, not even bothering to try speaking to him. 

Namjoon quickly noticed your change of clothing, and you couldn’t help but laugh at the way he placed his hand over the bulge forming in his pants.

You maintained eye contact with him as you pulled the knot out of the robe, knowing that the small action would heighten his arousal.

“Got time for me now, or what?” You smiled cockily as you held the robe open.

There was some loud chatter heard over the phone. Namjoon’s eyes turned into slits.

“Watch it.” He responded to the man on the line.

 He stood up out of his chair, pressing his phone in between his shoulder and his ear as he began to slide his jacket off. You took a few steps backward as he threw it to the ground and began to approach you.

“I want those shipments returned today, or you’re fucking dead.” You didn’t know why, but him saying that to some guy over the phone while staring into your eyes made you so fucking wet.

“Figure it out. You’ve got an hour.” You raised an eyebrow, as you began to softly tug at your nipples through your black lace bra.

Namjoon growled.

“Maybe two.” He pulled the phone away from his ear and threw it onto the couch. 

“I thought I told you not to bother me during business calls, hm?” He said, as he caged you against the wall with his arms by your sides.

“You don’t seem to mind very much.” You giggled, as he nudged your head to the side with his pointer finger and began peppering kisses along your neck.

“Mhm. Remember that offer I gave you a while back?” You mumbled a quiet “yeah”.

A tour of the torture room is what he promised. Sounded intriguing then, but you were slightly afraid now.

Namjoon pulled away from you, a scowl on his face.

“Do you know how much of a fucking brat you were?” You tried to interrupt him,  but he wasn’t having it. 

“Slamming my doors? Mumbling under your fucking breath?” He laughed in disbelief. You felt so small under his gaze.

“Are you that needy for my touch? Come on, baby. You can’t go a few hours without me, can you?” Your chest began to rise and fall rapidly. 

He raked his hand up from your clothed cunt to your breasts, and up to your neck. 

“Say it.” He choked you lightly, and shook your head gently as he leaned in toward your ear.

“Say that you’re desperate for Daddy.” He whispered.

“I--I’m desperate for Daddy.” You stuttered. He removed all touch from your body, causing you to whimper.

“Good girl.” He grabbed your arm and yanked you off of the wall as he began to pull you down the stairs with him.

“Are you hydrated?” He asked. You shrugged.

“Somewhat...why?” You laughed at his question, and at the fact that he was pulling you around like a child.

He stopped walking and turned to look at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His face held no other emotion.

“You aren’t leaving that room until you squirt.” 

disturbance. (pt. 2!)

request by @taekooklover301​

It is advised that you read part one first. Happy reading!

warnings:  humiliation, degradation, choking, hair pulling, spanking, liiiitle bit of spit play, NAME CALLING, possessive behaviors, cum play (maybe), assertion of dominance, mentions of death, namjoon fucking you quickly because you’re a fucking brat, etc.

word count: 1.9k

“How about we try some role play?” Namjoon offered as he opened the door to his infamous torture room.

He’s mentioned it multiple times to you before today. You were beginning to wonder if it was really what he cracked it up to be.

“That’d be fun.” You shrugged, taking a glance inside of the room when he stepped aside and gestured toward the doorway.

You turned your head to look at him and raised an eyebrow. You couldn’t see a single thing.

It was just... darkness.

Namjoon laughed and playfully rolled his eyes.

“Just take a few steps inside, won’t you? There’s nothing near the door that could hurt you.” You turned your head back toward the doorway. 

What the hell did he mean by that?

You tried squinting and jutting your head forward just a bit, but you still couldn’t make anything out.

“You’re wasting my time.” Joon murmured, while picking up his foot and using the sole of his boots to nudge you into the room.

You stumbled inside, nearly tripping over your feet as you attempted to balance yourself.

He shut the door gently behind himself as he entered. 

You stood awkwardly as you waited for him to direct you to do something, or at least turn a light on or two. The longer you were in the dark, the longer it would take for your eyes to adjust when he finally turned the lights on.

You registered the sound of a few soft footsteps against some sort of material. Your hearing was heightened due to your sight being (nearly) taken away from you.

You jumped as you felt Namjoon’s long fingers tugging away at the robe that sat over the top of your lingerie.

“Here’s what I’m thinking we do, sweetheart.” He pushed your head to the left, using his knuckles to gently caress the skin on the right side of your neck before continuing.

“Why don’t you play as my toy for a little bit?” He wrapped his arms around your waist and tucked his head into the crook of your neck.

“Shouldn’t be a difficult task for you, really. I wanted to give you a simple role for your first experience in this room.” He ran his fingertips over your hips and up to your nipples, relishing in every gasp and moan you let out as he twisted and tugged them.

“Believe it or not, you aren’t the first person to enter this room.” You hadn’t realized you had your eyes closed until you opened them.

Way to kill the mood.

“You will be the first person to make it out alive, though.” He spoke nonchalantly, as he tugged the straps of your bra off of your shoulders.

“What?” You asked immediately. Namjoon chuckled at your obvious confusion.

“I call it a torture room for a reason, honey.” You shivered at his response, as he removed all touch from you and walked toward the entrance of the room to turn on the lights.

“Fuck.” You cursed as you brought your hands up to your eyes to cover them. The light was just as bright as you expected it to be.

Once you grew comfortable, you removed your hands from your eyes and took a look around the room. It certainly wasn’t what you expected-- instead of something out of a Pornhub shoot, you were met with what resembled the setup of all of the other bedrooms in the house.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you walked further into the room.

“This is what you kept up all of that talk about?” You spoke in disbelief as you crossed your arms and turned over your shoulder to look at your boyfriend. He clenched his jaw angrily at your apparent defiance.

“Yes, it is. Is there a problem with that?” You shook your head, unable to contain the giggles that left your mouth as Namjoon approached you.

“I’m not sure what sort of torturing you could do in this room, Joon.” You turned around again to view the setup of the room, as your boyfriend took that as his opportunity to grab a fistful of your hair a drag you toward the bed.

“OW! JOONIE--”

“The scene starts now.” He growled, as he tossed you onto the bed like a rag doll.

“But I--”

“Toys don’t talk, slut.” You immediately retracted, settling into the sheets of the bed as your panties stuck to your core due to the anticipation of this exact moment.

With practiced ease, Namjoon grabbed some rope and a pair of scissors out of the bedside table in the room.

He grabbed you by your hair once more, a devious smirk on his face as he snipped your brand new bra into pieces.

He yanked you closer to him, and did the same with your panties before tossing the scissors onto the ground in the corner of the room.

Your mouth fell open in shock.

“Are you serious? That was a brand new set!” His eye twitched in frustration, Couldn’t you take the hint and just shut the hell up?

That was fine by him. He could show you what he could do to you better than he could tell you.

He kneeled onto the ground and placed his hand around the back of your neck, before yanking your head down to level with his.

“Speak one more time without being spoken to, and it’ll be your dead body that’ll be dragged out of this room next. Do I make myself clear?” You nodded hastily, although you knew his threat meant nothing.

Or at least you hoped it didn’t.

“Roll over.” He commanded. When you responded too slowly, he quite literally growled at you and forced you onto your back.

He stood up off of the ground and yanked you toward the edge of the bed by your legs.

“I’m going to use you to get myself off.” He spoke harshly, as he quickly undid his belt and pulled his leaking cock out of his boxers.

“Remember what I said? You’re expected to make that commitment.” You moaned at his words. You had gotten him angry, so you knew he about to give you one of the roughest fucks of your life.

You couldn’t wait.

“What a surprise to see that you’re already dripping for me. What a good little toy you are, huh?” Namjoon licked his index and middle fingers before bringing them down to your delicious cunt and spreading your pussy lips apart.

“Oh my God, fuck.” He moaned to himself at the sight of your pussy clenching around nothing. You were so desperate for him.

He licked his lips, ready to devour your cunt when his watched dinged on his wrist.

You whined out of frustration. Namjoon smirked as he read the alert.

“I’ve got a meeting in five minutes, babygirl. Do you know what that means?” You slowly shook your head.

“It means that you’ve got to use that cute little pussy of yours to make me cum within those five minutes. Sound good?” You whined once more, not registering the sound of his belt hitting the ground as you began to voice your annoyance.

“I-- FUCK!” You moaned, immediately gripping Namjoon’s arms for support as he slid into you with ease due to how wet you were.

“You’re always so fucking tight.” He grunted, pausing for a moment as he brought his hands up to your hips to grip them in order to stabilize himself.

“Four minutes and counting, Princess. Think you can take a rough pounding for me?” You nodded eagerly, wishing he’d shut up and get to it already.

At your agreeance, Namjoon quickly picked up the pace of his thrusts. He fell into a rapid rhythm, the sounds of his hip bones smacking against your ass only egging him on.

“God, this greedy hole is squeezing me so tight. You’re desperate to cum, aren’t you, whore?” He asked, not giving you the chance to respond as he knocked the air out of your lungs with a quick position change.

He lifted your leg over his shoulder and held it at the ankle, the new angle causing him to brush against your g-spot with every other thrust.

“Oh f-fuck, that feels so goo--” Namjoon snarled at you for speaking. He delivered a harsh slap to your right breast before wrapping his hand around your throat, and tugging you closer to him so you were forced to look into his eyes while he rearranged your guts.

“Shut the fuck up and take it, okay?” You nodded weakly, causing him to crack a smile.

“Good girl.” He praised, his eyes turning to slits as he began to pummel your pussy with his cock. He tightened his grasp around your neck to restrict your breathing, knowing that asphyxiation was the gateway to you spasming around him, which was exactly what he needed at the moment.

“You gonna cum?” He asked, nodding along with you as you struggled to form coherent words.

He laughed sadistically as a tear slipped down your cheek.

“Hold it.” Those two simple words sent you spiralling into madness. You wanted nothing more at the moment than to cum on his dick.

“I can feel you spasming around me. I’m almost there, baby. Almost there....” He cursed under his breath as the current position the two of you were in was struggling to stimulate him.

He stopped fucking you and took a look down at his watch.

“Two minutes.” He mumbled to himself, giving your body a quick once over before grabbing you around the waist with both hands and hoisting you up against the wall.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum.” He warned you, as he forced his cock back into your cunt and quickly regained his speed. He pulled your hips out a bit toward him so he could fuck you deeper.

“H-holy shit,” He barked, making eye contact with you for a moment.

“Pull my hair and spit in my mouth.”

“J-Joon--”

“Do it right fucking now.” Your hands flew to your boyfriend’s head as you submitted to his request. He always loved it when you pulled his hair when he was between your legs, but you were a bit too shy to spit in his mouth.

The two of you had never experimented with anything like that before.

You gathered up a bit of your saliva and let it trickle out of your mouth. Namjoon leaned into you and caught it quickly, sharing your saliva between the both of your mouths in a heated kiss without his hips faltering for a single moment.

“Now?” He asked, the question mumbled because of the kiss. You moaned in response, already knowing what he was referring to.

“Cum.” He ordered. You scraped your fingernails against his scalp as you begged for him to pull out, because you felt like you were going to explode.

He pulled out of you half a dozen thrusts later, using one hand to jerk himself off and the other to hold you up against the wall.

Thankfully for you, you squirted.

Much to Namjoon’s displeasure, though, you squirted all over his clothes that he  was supposed to wear during his meeting.

“FUCK!” He yelled, as he began to shoot rope after rope of his cum against your  face and tits. 

He smiled at the thought of his cum drying on your body, because he knew you weren’t stupid enough to wipe it away.

He dropped you, your legs going numb as you hit the ground.

Namjoon forcefully spread them apart with his knee as he slid his large hand in between your thighs and rubbed at your poor clit, urging every last drop of cum out of you.

“I C-CAN’T! I CAN’T, I CAN’T!” You squirmed around in his hold.

“You don’t get to tell me what you can and can’t do.” He was about to continue, when his watched dinged once more to alert him that he had thirty seconds before his meeting began.

He rolled his eyes and roughly grabbed a fistful of your hair as he began to drag you out of the room with him.

“I-I th-thought that you didn’t like it when I listened during your meetings?” You spoke, although you allowed him to drag you back to his office.

“I don’t. You ruined my clothes though, so to pay for it you’re going to cram your little ass under that desk and suck my dick until I tell you to get the hell up.”

Dusk til’ Dawn

Prologue: The Queen saved the King

Paring: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Mafia Au Series

Warning: SMUT, literally porn on paper 😗, lots of fluff, violence, gang, bratty!reader, dom!tae, daddy!tae, daddy kink, babygirl kink, punishment, bigdick!tae, rough sex, make up sex, lots of after care, pregnancy kink, oral!sex, deep throating and everything in between🤧

Warning in this chapter: just blood, wounds and guns, well a gun

Word Count: 5.1k

Summary:

Kim Taehyung, Now a feared and well known crimes boss but not was he always the man that he is today, searching for the women that saved him on the day that changed his life forever. Willing to sacrifice everything to find the women that could tame him.

One day after 5 years she shows up in his night club, will he be able to hold himself back from taking her and claiming her as his queen or will he do what he do everything in his power to make her his?

A/N: Hi, this is the first chapter that I’m releasing and it’s basically the prologue of how they met, hope you guys like it, if you want to be tagged please tell me and don’t forget to leave some feedback. Also I might be releasing chapter 1 tonight or early tmr, I just need to read though it for mistakes. Much love 💕😗 -B

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Next chapter

Five Years Ago

The sound of police sirens roams the city, as darkness and fog rain down on Seoul city. Helicopters roaring the skies and the bad guy trying to hide. Kim Taehyung, A man being tracked down by polices and rival gangs from a exchange gone wrong, blood spewing from his stomach and bruises on his face as he runs through the alley. The only thing in his mind right now is to survive the night and make it make it back home alive, or at least die trying.

He keeps running and running for his life as he hears footsteps behind him like the devil is chasing me to take away his life and drag him to hell but he isn’t ready to die yet! Not just yet. He still has a lot more things to accomplish and until he does that not even the devil himself can drag him to hell.

The cut in his stomach is deep and the pain his unbearable but he has to keep it up and there’s no stopping cause if he’s stops he’ll get caught like a mouse in a trap. But he is no mouse, no fucking mouse at all. He’s a fucking mighty lion, no a fucking Dragon that’s roaring and will get his revenge on the people that played him, the ones he thought were family and sold him out. He will kill who ever gets in his way but he’ll just have to survive the deadly night as it calls out to him .

The pain keeps worsening and worsening but he doesn’t know what to do but clutch onto the stomach and hope for the best. A dragon doesn’t die easily, it’s gonna take more than a pack of Hyenas to take down this mighty Dragon.

But the Dragon wasn’t always like this, he had a family, that until he was left in front of an adoption center with no note no fucking idea of where he came from or who his parent were, he spent all his life trying to find out what happened that night that someone decided to leave him, was he not worth the love that a baby deserved? Was he that worthless that his parents gave him up for adoption? Was he not enough. These sentences rang through his mad all his life up til now, the day he’s praying to what every god is listening to him to not let him die, he will keep fight on and on until he’s on top of the food chain.

Kim Taehyung grew up to do bad things, very bad bad things, join gangs at a very young age, was made into the leaders puppet and rose up slowly to be the right hand man of the Cobra gang.

The cobra gang was well known gang of youths in their 20s doing wilds shits like shootouts with the police and drug dealing and selling girls, the reason Kim Taehyung joined the gang at such a young age was to survive, he didn’t like the idea of selling people, doing drugs or anything as such but he had to survive, in a world full of

Cobras and Hyenas he had to survive. He mad a living out of this and he rose to be the right hand man of the Cobras but oh man, that didn’t didn’t go down well.

Did it!?

The thing that burns him was that he was never a Cobra, never was and never will be.

A few miles away at Seoul estate town houses ~

Walking into her house Y/N sighed, “can this day get any worse” she flopped down in the sofa and looked at her phone, hoping for a call from a certain someone, but what was she hoping for?

She got up from the sofa and strutted up to her master bedroom. From the ceiling hung a huge diamond chandelier, to the side floor to ceiling widows, fine famous artwork hung on the walls and in the middle room, her queen sized bed made for the queen herself. Her room was every girls dream, a large space with with many expensive things, a humongous walk in wardrobe filled with designer clothings, shoes, purses and more. Y/N could get anything she wanted, whether it’s cars, houses, clothes, she could get anything she wanted, but she was no brat. Well maybe sometimes.

Walking into the closet, she took her suit attire off, she was promoted to the creative designer of Givenchy and got everything she wanted on her way up the ladder but the pressure on her shoulders were too real. She looked at the mirror in mirror in front of her and saw her figure, she was a beautiful girl no doubt about that, she was fine as hell, the only thing that could fault her was her mind, the mind that thinks she could be a failure to her family.

After changing into a white tank top and joggers she walked back out into her bedroom and down towards the living room that Intertwined with the kitchen.

Y/n turned the kettle as she walked from the kitchen to the living room, she sat down on her sofa and smiled as she turned in the tv “ finally, I get to sit the fuck down” she groaned. As she scrolls through Netflix a call comes through a phone. She looked at her phone screen and smiled at the name of no one else but her best friend E, short for EziKia, a girl she has known since she was a baby, their fathers grew up together and were very close with each other and that’s how they greet up to know each other. “Hey bitch” her best friend spoke “ how was work?!” She continued. As Y\N looked at the TV she replied “girl it was a disaster, you know how I get when I have to present my work”. “I know” her best friend laughed “But I’m sure you did fine and I’m sure they loved every bit of your design for the new collection” her best friend smirked as she spoke, “I’m already proud of you, I’m fucking excited for the new collection to drop”

Y/n’s a young girl, she always grew up with her parents love and affection but couldn’t find her place in the world, alright she had everything she wanted from her parents, finding love within her self was hard. Yes she has confidence, yes she’s amazingly breathtaking and beautiful, she doesn’t need anyone to tell her then cause she knows that and she knows she bad and she can get everything she wants in this world. She knows she worth all that. But why is it so hard for her to find love, not with any man but within herself, it is almost as if she hides behind this facade of confidence. Her insecurity’s ushers to come out of her but she builds this facade to hide it front he world. And the one thing she is most scared of is losing her family if she doesn’t make them proud. She feels as if it’s hard to love herself and make everyone else proud of her.

Y/N groaned as we moved on the sofa and said “I hope so, enough about me and my day, how was yours?” Ester sighed “ my day was amazing until I got home and got into an argument with my Khai” Y/N rolled her eyes and asked “what was the argument about this time?!” “ He dreamt that I cheated on him and he got mad at me!” Y/N couldn’t hold I get laughter and laughed out loud “ what the hell, now that is too funny”

“ well now he’s still mad at me for no reason and I won’t be the first person to apologize cause it wasn’t me fault to begin with”. EziKia replied

“Well it was your fault” Y/N began “ you cheated on him” “In his dream”they both said at the same time.

Ezikia and her boyfriend Khai have been dating for a while now and they’re hopelessly in love but they argue about the summery things in the world, which is why Y/N think they’re a perfect match cause they’re literally dumb and dumber.

The kettle hissed and Y/N spoke “ what’re you up to now anyways” as she Stirred her tea waiting for ester to reply. “ nothing if I’m honestly just playing games at the moment” she laughed out,”what about you”. “ just made some tea and about to watch haunted on Netflix” Y/N replied and she sat down on the sofa and pressed play.

A moment of silence filled the room.

“Have you spoken to J yet?” The voice of her friend E rang through the phone

“Who?” she replied

Sighing out in frustration her friend spoke “ You know who Y/N, you can’t stay mad it him forever he’s also your friend”

“I’m not mad at him E” she hushed out looking at her phone.

J short for Jungkook was Y/N other friend, they were very close, they loved each other but they both didn’t have the guts to tell each other that, it could fuck up the friendship but it was only friendship right?, they would always fight and instantly make up but this was different, they weren’t speaking but it’s not like it’s her fault....right? J was always a nice guy, treating her the best, they would always flirt with each other but it wasn’t anything serious, it was always just games but when she saw him kissing another person, her heart felt like it exploded and she felt like she had been betrayed and betrayal was too real to bear.

But how could this be a betrayal if they aren’t in love? That’s what they both keep telling themselves right?

He’s not her responsibility and she doesn’t love him like that, but she keeps lying to herself and he betrayed her and so she can’t let it go. Not just yet, she just needs to stay mad at him just a little longer.

The rain began to fall as she spoke to her friend, they laughed and continued speaking, hours has passed and the clock struck midnight and they said their goodnight and they both hung up. As she continued watching the tv, the rain outside came worse, Turning into a thunder storm. The wind whistled outside and lighting struck and she could hear the Thunder roaring. She began to shiver at the should and the flashes outside her windows “ why the fuck am I sacred of thunder” she whispered to herself as she continued to watch the series, it still came as a shock to her at how she was some what scared of the sound of thunder and lighting but she’s able to sit through and watch a full series of horror stories by herself at night.

Hours and hours had passed as she watched the series and she felt her eyes beginning to fall close and she then drifts of to sleep on her cloud like sofa and feels like dreams.

She dreams about her future, what it would be like if she followed what her parents told her to become, maybe then she would think she wasn’t such a Failure to her family.

Although her parents were always supportive, Y/N felt that she wasn’t enough, she saw the look on their face of disapproval when she said she wanted to become a fashion designer, it was like she disappointed her parents saying what she said and wanting to become a designer instead of a doctor. But her parents were always proud of what a women she had become and loves her deeply. However she felt that just In case her fashion career doesn’t workout, she learnt a few tricks from her older sister who was obviously a doctor about how to deal with someone is had been wounded.

The man still on the run 10 minutes away~

Kim Taehyung on the other hand was also having the worst fucking day of his entire life! How could this get any worse, first the drug and money exchange gone wrong with the rival gang, obviously he was set up to fail by you know who and now he’s not just running from the gang who are out to kill him for more money and truce between the gangs as Kim Taehyung’s boss thought he was out to take his place on the Cobras throne.

Now with the police are after him too, since he was like the “ right hand man to the king “cobra” he knew a lot about him and the police where out to shut all the bullshit down but Taehyung had his loyalty, but how loyal can a ‘dog’ be if he’s been abandoned but he never snitches. Running from the gangs, Taehyung has a run in with the police and they saw him at his venerable place, bruised up and cut deep, so they decided to take him out to show the “king cobra” what they could do with his “people”.

But obviously that was fucking useless cause they used him and played him hard.

And Taehyung was no longer a cobra at this moment of betrayal, Kim Taehyung knew where his loyalty lies and that was with himself, he will get his revenge on everyone that played him, the cobra, the police & his family.

He continued running as his life depended on it, but he never looked back to see if he was being followed he kept his eyes straight forward and went on. The rain kept pouring on him as he ran and ran and ran like there was no end to the road, he suddenly slowed down as he crouched down in pain and held his stomach, “fuuuck” he groaned. He wasn’t going to let today be the day that he died, he had a lot to live for if he wanted his revenge. He got up again clinging to stomach and continued walking. As he approached a few blocks of town houses, he had to get out of the rain and get some help of else he might die, he walked up the stairs to bang in the door but there was no response. He then continued to the next few houses but there was still no response. He groaned in frustration as there was no one to help him. He then saw a light at the end of the block of houses and walks towards the light, walked up the stairs and banged on the door as if trying to break down the door.

He continued banging on the door as if it was his last resort which it was, he whispered out all his might but the only thing that came out was a soft breath “please help” he never thought he would have to resort to begging but here he was outside a strangers door, hair and clothes drenched from the storm asking for help not knowing if the person inside would be kind enough to help a poor stranger in need.

As if he gave up, he leaned against the door and shut his eyes closed, but then he heard foot steps coming from the other side other door and the locks clicked and the door Swung open. He looked up slowly from down at the strangers feet to the face and he saw the stranger in front of him, “wow she’s beautiful” he thought to himself,

“Thank you” he sighed out of relief as his vision became blurry and everything went black.

At Y/N House ~

Y/N woke up from her sleep hearing banging on the front of her door, she lifted herself up from her sofa that was way to comfortable to leave the room and groaned out “ who the fuck is banging on my door at the hour”.

As she got up she realised that she fell asleep on the sofa and left the lamp on.

She looked at her clock and it was almost 3 am, she then whispered “ why do I always either get waken up or wake up at around 3am” as if she was scared and her suspicions came creeping in the back of her mind. And she thought ghost always wonder around at 3 AM. She then was pulled from her thoughts by the loud bang at the door again and she slowly made her way to the front of the house and she saw a figure standing outside, she thought to herself thinking she shouldn’t open up the door to strangers at this hour, as she slowly turned to leave she suddenly hears a cry of help “please help” the stranger whispered silently.

As she heard the cry of help, she thought to herself “ I should probably help this person” “ but what if the pardon is a Pedophile or someone really dangerous” as if her demon and angel thoughts were fighting each other she huffed out a breath and walk towards the door turned the lock opened the door. There stood a tall man twice her size, built like a Greek GOD, dressed in a suit that was drenched from the rain droplets of water falling from his fringe a hand holding onto his stomach that was bleeding, bruises on his face and the other hand holding onto the doorframe. The man then looked from down at her feet, then his eyes lifted up to her face, she then saw him smile for a second then his eyes suddenly shut closed and he fell forwards towards her.

Her eyes grew wide was she was trying to hold her balance and trying to hold a man twice her size that just fainted at her door step. Not knowing what to do as the man’s head laid on her shoulder, she then whispered “ fuck it” then leaned sideways and the man dropped to the floor. Sighing she looked down at the stranger that passed out on her, who she then dropped to the door, frustration and guilt overpowering her mind and she closed her eyes and thought for a moment.

She then crouched down, grabbed him from under his armpits and dragged him a little further into the house and closed the door. She then began to slowly drag him through her house to the living room, “ damn he’s fucking heaving” she choked out. After a though 20 minutes grafting him through her house, She then was able to lay him on her couch that she adored very much and said “ well maybe that wasn’t the best idea” as her white couch began to turn red form blood stain that fell form the stranger. Then her eyes turned to the gun that sat perfecting in the holster wrapped around the mans body. “Shit”. Her face was stoned cold from shock, asking herself why this man had a gun on him and why he was bleeding and she palmed then slapped her forehead, sighing out loud in frustration and anger at herself for helping this possibly dangerous handsome man.

She looked at him and for a few seconds fought with her self, asking herself if she should still help this stranger for all she knows he could be really dangerous. She shook off her thought and went into her bathroom to the her first AID kit to help this poor, passed out man on her couch. She ran back into the living room, crouched down lifted his shirt to tend to his wounds and bruises.

As she opened up his shirt she saw how beautiful he was built, the tone muscles that covered him and the tattoos that bloomed on his chest. She also noticed that he had many scars in his body, the ones where it shows be fought for his life.

As time passes, she stared at the beautiful but bruised up stranger and couldn’t help but feel bad for him, she thought of many things that he must have gone trough and couldn’t help but wonder who this man is.

Time deciding to go really fast~

The clocked struck 7:30 am and very loud pound bang came though the house from the door at the front. Y/N opened her eyes slowly and saw the stranger lying into of her, she hadn’t know that she fell asleep looking at the stranger and she drifted into her thoughts. Then the loud bang pulled her from her thought and she hurried to her feet and went to the door. The door opens and she saw a group on men in uniform. The mother-fucking police. “ Hi miss, sorry to disturb you this fine morning, We just wanted to ask you a few questions if that is ok” she nods her head and the police proceeded to ask the questions. “ Did a man came knocking on you door last night?” She hesitated for a moment and shook her head no and the made some notes in their notebooks and proceeded to ask another. “ Did you see or hear anything suspicious last night” she shook her head again said “ no officer” and the officer furrowed their eyebrows and said “Miss your are not lying to us are you?” she then replied “ no “ and they ushered “ Miss you need to tell us if you saw anything cause this man is a very dangerous man and he killed a lot of people and we need your help” The silence loomed around them but Y/N didn’t say a word. Although she just heard of how dangerous this man was, she helped him and already lied and there was no going back.

She could be arrested for helping a criminal and lying about it. The shock on her face was clear but she payed it off well and shook her head in disagreement and said “no officer, i didn’t see anything or any man of any sort” and smiled softly hoping to get them off her back.

The police stared at her as if they knew she was lying carried on saying,

“ Then miss what is this blood stain that is here on your door step?” She was surprised as she didn’t realize there would be blood at her door step even though a bleeding man was just at her foot steps a few hours ago. She then huffed out trying to sound as smooth as possible, then lied “ You see officer, last night I came home late From my boyfriend house and I forgot my underwear at his house, you know what happened there” she winked “ I came on my period and bled on the floor and I forgot to clean it up” she then thought “what the fuck was I thinking lying to the police like that, this is embarrassing” They’re not gonna believe that are they?

As she opened her mouth to speak again she stopped her herself as she saw the flustered faces on the officers, they then said “ oh, sorry miss, s-sorry to bother you and thank you for your help” then then bowed and turned and walked back to their car.

Y/n shocked at her own words hurriedly shut the door and leaned against it and spoke” fuck that was embarrassing”. As she turned she was greeted with a shirtless man with patched of wounds that SHE patched up holding a gun towards her head. Her eyes then widened in shock but not fear, “ so this is how your gonna treat your saviour?!” She spoke, the silent that came after could Pierce through someone like a knife, he then softly growled in a low husky voice “ thank you “ and lowered his gun. “You’re welcome “ she said as she rolled her eyes, bumped his shoulders and walked past him back towards the kitchen.

He then turned to follow the small girl that helped him last night. As they entered the kitchen he spoke lowly “ so YOU were the one that was bleeding in front of your own door” he asked, she then said with confidence “YES, the reason I said that was to save your ass and I don’t even know you” she turned to look at him and met his ice cold gaze, if looks could kill she would be dead right now. “ that’s right, you don’t know me” he hushed out “ so why would you help me” he raised his gun again. “ Will you stop raising your gun at me” she shouted, he then touched his stomach in pain. She then asked with worry in her voice “ are you ok”.. nothing, there was silence as she watched him crouch in pain. “Yea....I’m fine for now” he whispered, y/n furrowed her eyes brows and looked at him with sympathy and said “ do you want some pain killers?” He nodded and she turned on her feet to search trough her drawers for pain killers and sprung back into the kitchen to give home the medicine. She watched as he gulped down the pain killer with a glass of water and smiled, relieved that she was able to help him. She then broke the silence, “ since I don’t know you, want to tell me who you are?”

“No” he bluntly said he got up to pick his shirt up from the side of the sofa and put it on. “Also, who gave you permission to take my clothes off” he said glaring at her. She then scoffed “ dude, you seriously need to get you anger and manners in check, I helped you and this is how your repaying me!” His gaze soften at her words but then he frowned again saying “you don’t have to tell me every minute that you saved me”

Y/n couldn’t believe what the hell was going on, this man she just saved from DEATH itself never mind the police, DEATH! was treating her like this. But maybe he was right she thought, maybe she didn’t have to shove it in his face every minute that she saved him, “sorry” she said Turning from him as he was finally dressed in his bloodied clothes.

As she walked away, he slowly turned his head and leave into the kitchen, he thought to himself that he should be great full that this beautifully kind stranger helped him when no one else would. He then followed her into the kitchen and watch her make food for them. He watched as she busied herself in the kitchen with her task and a smile crept of his face. There was literally and angel right in front of him but he couldn’t give her the satisfaction of that and so his smile disappeared as she turn to look at him.

They then stared at each other for a few minutes and as if time slowed down he couldn’t believe his eyes, it was like love at first sight, he couldn’t believe he was falling in love with this stranger at their first meet but it couldn’t be love could it? He’s just great full for her helping him...isn’t he?

“What are you staring at” she broke the silence

“Obviously not you” he replied harshly

He has to be rude and he can’t fall in love with her not now and not ever, because of who he is, if he falls in love with her she could be a target to the gangs and it’s not like she’s in love with him anyway, she’s probably so scared for him and wouldn’t want anything to do with him after he leaves. He thought and sighed.

Y/n watched him as he lowered his gaze and thought to her self what this stager has gotten himself into that he’s running from the police, he’s such a beautiful and muscular man with tattoos that covered his body and instantly she almost fell in love. ALMOST. She was just glad she was able to help him and continued looking at him in pity.

A few moments had passed and she continued making the breakfast and he gazed up at her and watch her work.

She could literally be the light of his world but his world is to damn dangerous.

A few minutes later she had made breakfast, she turned and shoved the plate towards him “ Eat . You’ll need the energy” “thanks” he whispered and they both ate in silence. “I’m Taehyung” she looked up towards him as he broke the silence “I’m Y/N” “nice to meet you” he countered and then said softly “thank you for saving my life Y/N”.

Then awkward silence filled the room.

She shyly looked up from her plate and broke the silence again saying “ Why were the police looking for you?”

“ That’s none of your business” he said harshly and glared at her with his Piercing eyes

“Well it’s now my business since I helped you, why the were the police chasing you?” She shouted back

“ I don’t give a fuck that you helped me, I can literally kill you right now” laughing as he spoke out.

“ You really have a rude temper you know that?” She glared

Gazing back at her slowly, he opened his mouth to speak.

“I know” he spoke softly as if she just tamed him.

He watched as she got back to eating, and he watched the way she ate her food and how her lips moved as she continued speaking..as if he couldn’t like her more than he already does, everything she does changes him and makes him weaker than he currently is.

She was a girl full of sassiness and confidence but was also very kind and warm hearted and he couldn’t help but fall hard.

Was it wrong?

He got up as her gaze came up to meet his face,

He then leaned in over the small table and pecked her lips with his.

SMACK!

Out of shock her hand landed in his beautiful bruised face and he groaned out in pain “fuck, I deserved that” as he leaned back in his chair.

“ yes you deserved that!” She shouted back and he rose from his seat, rounded the table and approached her, grabbed her face and kissed her hard on the lips , flames rose up Y/N face and she shoved him backwards and slapped him hard again “ the fuck is wrong with you” she screamed. Taehyung held his face and smirked saying “ thank you for saving me princess”, he turned, put on his blazer then left, Y/N still shocked from what just happen lifted her hands to her lips and touched her lips softly with her fingers as she heard the door closed.

That was the first and last time last time they both saw each other.

The King just met his queen.

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Dusk Til’ Dawn

Dusk Til’ Dawn

Chapter 1: Enters The Queen

Paring: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Mafia Au Series

Warnings : Warning: SMUT, literally porn on paper 😗, lots of fluff, violence, gang, bratty!reader, dom!tae, daddy!tae, daddy kink, babygirl kink, punishment, bigdick!tae, rough sex, make up sex, lots of after care, pregnancy kink, oral!sex, deep throating and everything in between🤧

Word count: 10.5k

A/N :Hey, this is the first main chapter of the series and it basically reveals a little bit of how he made it to where he is today and how he met her again. It also reveals, a little bit of their side stories too! Hope you like it, if you want to be tagged please tell me 😗

Paring in this chapter: Kim Taehyung x Reader, Kim Taehyung x Groupies, Reader x Jeon Jungkook

Warning in the chapter: SMUT, female Masturbation, Y/n’s nasty honestly, teasing, daddy kink, choking, a large dildo, kidnapping (maybe) if you think about it. Groping, kissing, threats and a hard slap.                                

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              Chapter 1: Enters the Queen

Flash back~

Walking out of the house of the stranger that helped him, Kim Taehyung sighs out of relief that he was able to survive the night by the helps of the kind girl. He wanted to stay a little longer but he has to make everything right and until he does that he cannot meet her ever again.

He knows that since his head is not a platter right now that there’s probably a bounty out for his head but right now he couldn’t care less. He takes out his phone, that he forgot he had from his pocket and began to Call one of his closet friends, Chase, nickname for Park Jimin, a friend he has known for a long time.

The calls goes through “V, where the fuck are you?!” His friend calls out “ there’s a bounty for your head for 2 million”

Taehyung laughed, “ I know and I need your help right now” pick me up at our secret place” Taehyung hears a confirmation and he hangs up the phone.

- 30 minutes later-

Chase gets out of the car “ wow you look like shit”

“ I know” Taehyung replied “ I need you to be my right hand man as of today” and chase nodded in agreement, they stared at each other for a few moments, both glad to see each other alive.

Moving back to the car, they opened the trunk and coming into view was a range of rifles, hand guns, Grenades and knives , fuck shit was gonna go down. They all betrayed him and he was out to get back at them.

Packing the magazines and preparing their guns, they both looked at each other and smiled, they knew what they both were gonna get into but they weren’t afraid, they were not gonna die, there’s no doubt about that.

Getting into the car they drove off towards the warehouse and safehouses of chaos. As they reached their destination chase spoke “You know I’ll always have your back no matter what happens right?” Looking away Taehyung nodded and they both got out of the car heading to towards the warehouse.

- inside the warehouse –

“BOSS, H-H-He’s here!” a man screamed out and all you could hear was gun sounds and foot steps Echoing through the halls.

“ SHIT” the boss screamed in frustration, as the doors swung opened in aloud bang

“ T-T-Tae, I-I-I’m so glad you’re ali-”

“Cut the bullshit” Taehyung said angrily, blood on his face and clothes, as chase appeared behind him.

“ you know” Taehyung began “ I thought of you like a family, but what are fimilies for huh?” Taehyung laughed out

“It’s not like that tae” the boss said scared for his life.

“ you know, I was hoping this wouldn’t happen, you trained me well and now you have to go....for betraying ME” and a few loud bangs of gun shots echoed through the room, as the body fell to the floor lifeless.

Taehyung walked up to the body, giving it a few more shots to the head and smiled.

“ V, we got to go” chase spoke putting a hand on Taehyung’s shoulder.

They then turned and walked away leaving the bodies behind walking through pools of blood.

Taehyung was now to become a feared man and this was only the beginning of what would come people’s way if they betrayed him.

BOOM!

The warehouse exploded into pieces as both the dragon and his right hand man walked away.

-Current time-

The music boomed through the club as a tall handsome man walks trough the crowd. The crowd moving out of the way to pave a path for him and as he walked through they bowed their heads one by one. With security in front of him as well as behind, he showed power and everyone wanted a piece of him. As he reached the V.I.P area made for him especially, he took out a cigar and out it to his lips, all his men took into their lighter but it only turns towards one man on his right.

He began to smoke the cigar as he sighed out leaning his head on the sofa, as his right hand man walked in, he knew the presence of this man and he lifted his head and opened his eyes as the man leaned in towards him and whispered “ Boss, we couldn’t find her”

“ Well then keep looking” he glared.

The another man began “Boss we’ve been searching for her for five years, there-” he stopped when he saw Taehyung glaring at him, oh he had the guts and Chase smacked him hard on his head and the man groaned in pain and the man knew he flicked up big time. Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at the scene in front of him.

He looked down at at his wrist and watched the way his Rolex ticked them locked up that the men’s in front of him, rising from his seat “I’m not one to give second chances but you’re good at your job, if you ever think about questioning me again, or speaking without being spoken to, I’ll serve your head on a platter for dinner at your family’s house”

“Understand?” Taehyung snarled arching his eyebrows staring at the trembling sight front of him.

“Y-Y-Yes B-B-Boss” the man stuttered

“ Get out of my sight” Taehyung growled as his men bowed their heads and walked away form him. Turning, he walked back and sat down on the leather seat.

Sounds of laughter and chaos echoed through the club as he took a sip of his Tequila that was now in his hands. He watched carefully as a group of women approached the area, smirking to himself. The group of girls, stopped at the entrance and he waved a finger signaling them to enter.

They sat next to him and one sat in his lap kissing and licking his neck, he groaned out, “ mmhm” looking at her as she lifted her face off his neck, “ you like that daddy!?” She asked playfully, proud to have made him like that. “No” he spoke and shock filled the girl’s face and the other snickered out loud.

“ Then tell me what you like” she then said with soft voice and smirked “ not you but I do like you presence” he countered, she then huffed out in frustration and got off his lap walked back out towards the crowed almost embarrassed. Taehyung smiled, as if this girl thought she would have a chance with him, yes he’s a player, yea he likes her company but she’s just not the one. As he watched her walk out, the other girls moved on to him like leaches waiting to suck on some blood. They attacked him trying to take to unbutton his shirt and take off his belt. “ daddy let me make you feel good” one spoke out.

“No daddy let me suck your hard cock” the other spoke out as she got on her knees ready to pleasure him. The others then undressed themselves revealing their breasts, then a smirked quirked up his lips ,looking at how pathetic they all look trying to please him. A hand came to his crotch, palming it and he leaned his head back moaning out, they were all ready to devour him, as he closed his eyes shut, all he could see was her face, the one that saved him. He lifted his head and pushed them off him, why was he getting hard thinking about her when other girls were trying so hard to please, “daddy?” One of the girl spoke out as he got up.

“ Not now girls “ he replied as he walked towards the balcony and watched the crowd go wild. Load music beaming through the club lights flickering around. He rubbed his palm into his eyes, thinking about her, why was it so hard to get her off his mind, it’s been 5 fucking hears god dammit.

As he leaned towards the rails, he felt some hands snake sound his waist and felt a head falling on to his back and he turned. It was the same girl that got up from his lap and left the V.I.P area, now a pathetic drunk, smiling up at him.

“Daddy fuck me” she spoke in a raspy voice and he smiled down at her. “ please daddy” she said with pleading eyes, and leaned up into her toes to kiss him on the lips then down to his neck, he then snaked his hands around her waist squeezing her ass and she moaned out “ yes daddyyy more please” he then removed his hands from her ass and lifted them to her breasts and squeezed them hard and she couldn’t help but moan out load. He smirked down at her “ you like that baby” he asked in a low tone. “Yes” she replied with Enthusiasm in her voice “ yes what” he asked her now squeezing her neck blocking the air from her throat, “ yessss daddy” she choked out. And he kissed her on the lips and she could cum right there and then .

This was nothing more than a one time thing, he was a player everyone knew that, he would play with these girls and then leave them.

As he turned and shoved her on the glass balcony, he swiped his tongue along her neck, with a tight grip still on her neck. He moved his other hand from her waist down to her legs lifting her dress up, he was about to fuck this women on his V.I.P balcony with no fucks given and the girl didn’t give a fuck if people saw either, she would love the idea of people watching her get railed by the top crime boss.

His hand reached her underwear and moved her thong to the side, playing with her pussy lips and she couldn’t help but moan out loudly, “ daddy please” and the smirk on his face grew. He continued kissing her neck as he eyed the crowd, whilst playing with the girls pussy with no fucks to give and she was a moaning mess. She was literally about to cum from him playing with her clit, as he suddenly stopped, she said “ daddy, why did you stop?” and looked up at him.

He was frozen and His gaze was on someone in the crowd. A very familiar face.

He removed himself from her and shoved her away, she looked at him angrily,“ what the fuck was that for” she screamed out but he wouldn’t even look ather. “Watch your tone” he said with he piercing gaze and she lowered her he’s to floor. How pathetic, he thought and turned his head back to the person in the crowd.

It couldn’t be her could it?

“ fuck me or I’ll get someone else to do it” the pathetic girl screamed from behind Almost to the point to tears. He then huffed out a laugh “ be my guest, I don’t give a fuck” not even looking her way, she screamed and walked towards him attempting to take his clothes off and he firmly gripped her throat, “I won’t say it again” fear flushed across her face and he let go of her throat “ leave” he said and she stomped her feet in frustration and walked out. “ girls you all leave too” the other girls nodded in unison, fucked out from watching the show in front of them and walked out of the V.I.P area.

“ Chase” he spoke out and chase came walking in after the girls and bowed his head in respect, “yes boss” he replied walking towards his boss as Taehyung signaled him to come closer to him then pointing towards the crowd.

“Who’s that” Tae asked pointing to the stranger in the crowd of people,

“ I’m unsure but she doesn’t look like a regular boss” chase replied. “ would you like me to check?”

“No” Taehyung said calmly “ I’ll do it myself” watching the way the girl danced to the music. The girl’s gaze then came up to his and she lifted a middle finger up at him. Oh the audacity.

At y/n’s penthouse 7 hours ago

The sound of the alarm screamed through the room as Y/N moved on her bed not giving a fuck about the sound as she didn’t have any energy left in her. She had a long day at the office last night, as a creative director she had to make sure everything was perfect for the collection to launch. She didn’t have a lot of time to herself and she was frustrated at the fact that the new trainee at her workplace was fucking things up and she had to do the things herself.

She remembers the look on the rookies face as she scolded him, fear, that was it, he was frightened of her cause she made a reputation for herself and she was well respected so he was scared of her. But she wasn’t like other directors she was kind and although she was mad at him for messing things up for her, she couldn’t stay mad at his puppy face.

The alarm continued screaming through the bed room and y/n screamed in frustration in her pillow and lifted her arm to grab he phone and shut it off. She looked at the time and it was already 3 pm. “Fuckkk” she screamed, she was so tired she didn’t hear any of her alarms that went off at 9 am.

Turning in her bed she finally decides to get out and walked towards the en-suite bathroom. She looked at herself and the bags under her eyes were Horrendous, she began to wash her face, brush her teeth then strip to shower.

She got into their large shower and turned on the water and sighed out as the water hits her naked body. The warm water was calming and soothing, which relaxed her body. She continued washing herself and when she finished she turned the shower off and walked out, covering her hair and body with towels.

As she moved towards her walk in closet she hears her phone ring. Stopping she turns towards her bed and leaned over to grab her phone and it was no other than her girl EziKia calling.

“Hey girl” her friend spoke out. “Hey, wassup”

“ you ready for tonight” her friend questioned, “ tonight? What’s going on tonight?!” She replied shocked

Her friend her eyes “ of course you would forget” E claimed.

“Oh shit, yea I’m ready I’ve got my out fits and ideas for make up and hair all planned out” y/n smiled as she spoke “what about you, you ready?”

“Fuck yea I’m ready” E screamed “ Is J coming with us?” E then questioned

“ Yea I guess so” Y/N replied “ he said he’s meeting us there” she smiled again.

“ Have you guys fucked yet?” E said out loud, curiosity filling her mind at the thought of her two friends. “ no not yet” “ well I’m actually surprised, cause everything you two are around each other, y’all literally grope each other and flirt all day long, it’s only a matter of time before you fuck each other” E huffed out.

“ The thing is we’re not even in a relationship so I don’t think it’s gonna happen” “ fuck the relationship, you two are meant to happen, when are you gonna Acknowledge that?!” E countered.

“ Well we’re both not looking for a relationship right now anyway so it doesn’t matter” Y/N spoke as she walked back into the walk in closet.

“ you guys are literally friends with benefits who are head over heals for each other but to scared to confess” E said rolling her eyes

“ it’s not like that we’re not friends with benefits” Y/N laughed out

E then said out loud “ watch tonight, y’all are gonna fuck each other”

All Y/N could do was laugh at her friend, since what she said was mostly true expect the friend with benefits part. Y/N and Jungkook have loved each other for a long time they’re both just too pussy to admit it to each other, so they resort to flirting and making out when they’re both drunk. She was scared that he wouldn’t think of their the same way and he was scared that she wouldn’t think of him the same way, but they were both so stupid, they both love each other and too stupid to admit it. Everyone around them knows that they’re into each other.

Changing the subject y/N spoke out and said “ are you coming over here to get ready then?”

“ of-course, you need to approve of my outfit first before we go out and I need my makeup to look nice so I’m gonna ask you make up artist to do my makeup tonight” her friend laughed out.

“ yea, what’s mine is yours” Y/n replied to her friend.

They continue to speak for what felt like hours and hours and by now y/n has changed into more comfortable clothes and walked towards her kitchen to make a late breakfast for herself.

As she walked through her living room towards her kitchen she looked at her cloud sofa that now has a tint of pink to it and smiled remembering the night she helped the stranger 5 years ago and the way his lips left on hers when he kissed her and left. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought and said out loudly “ why the fuck am I thinking of him, ughhh” sighing loudly in frustration and hurried to the kitchen, then she heard “ what was that” coming from E.

“Oh it’s nothing” she replied

After making her late breakfast which was now Obviously her lunch, she walked into her living room with her plate full of food, her phone and a glass of water in her hands. After setting her things on her coffee table, she then turned on the tv and began speaking to E again.

“ so that handsome stranger you told me about, that you saved five years ago, have you heard a anything from him?” E began

“Why would I hear from him, it’s not like we gave each other’s our phone number or any details about ourselves to each other” y/n said defensive for some reason

“Well I mean you told me that you gave him your name. I’m surprised he hasn’t sent you a gift of gratitude or anything like that yet, and you know his name too” E began again softly

“ well I don’t expect anything less than nothing from a criminal like him” Y/n said as she closed her eyes and began to think about him again.

Oh the way he was built, sooo different, his face so fucking beautiful, ofcourse she couldn’t forget about him. But her and Jungkook were getting somewhat serious and she needs to get this stranger out her mind. It’s been fucking five years get over it.

They talked and talked and caught up on many things since they both been super busy with their lives and tonight was the night they were going to meet up and have so much until they both drop drunk. They said their goodbyes and agreed that E would get here sound 8 so they could get ready to go out.

Walking back up to her bedroom, Y/n layed Back onto her bed and her mind began to wonder to Jungkook. She closed her eyes and began thinking about his body and how he looks so fucking good and her he lifted up her tank top and squeezed her breasts and moan out “fuckkkk”. Her other hand then travelled down to the hem of her joggers and she lifted her hips off their bed to remove them at once in a swift motion, she then threw the piece of clothing somewhere to the side and her hand came down to her pussy lips. Oh she was ready to pleasure herself at that thought of her “friend”. She teased her lips with the fingers and then played with her clit, moving her fingers in a circular motion, “ fuck baby” she whispered out as arousal left her weeping hole, thinking of him “baby” she said again as she squeezed her breast and began moving her fingers roughly as her orgasm was building up “ yes, yes, yes baby, fuck me” and she knew she was close, as she carried on moving her fingers on her clit roughly, she felt the knot in her stomach explode and same came hard shaking and thinking about Jungkooks dick.

After she came down, she rolled to the side of her bed and pulled the drawers out picking out a large dildo from inside the drawer. She began stoking it and imaging it was J’s dick and shoved it in her mouth almost choking on the dildo.

“ mmhm” she signed as she toyed with the dildo in her mouth, as the began getting wet from her saliva she took it out of her mouth and rubbed it across her lower lips and she moaned out at the sensitivity of her Pussy lips, she began moving the dildo up and down her pussy and she moaned out load. “FFUCCK” she said. After toying with her pussy for a while she Aligned the toy up to her pussy whole and began pushing in slowly, the girth and the length of the toy was quite large and she still hasn’t gotten used to it even though she used it many times, as the toy began stretching her Pussy she moaned out load “ JUNGKOOK FUCK ME HARD DADDY” and the toy was fully in her tight pussy. She waited for a few seconds and then began moving the toy, her slick was now leaking from her whole and in the toy.

She began moving the toy roughly towards her hole and couldn’t help but imagine it being jungkook’s dick, she continue shoving the toy into her pussy screaming out. He would fill her up so good she thought to herself. ” daddy yes, yes, yes, daddy, fuck me” she breathed out in short breaths as the toy continuously moving roughly and the sounds of her moans filled the room as she could her the sound of her pussy weeping and she squeezed her breast hard and she began feeling the knot in the stomach rising, signaling another climax approaching. She turned her head in her pillow as she was struggling to breath from way the toy was ramming into her tight whole and her back arched off the bed. She continued playing with the toy and the knot was going to explode in her stomach and she couldn’t give any fucks if her neighbour heard her, she was feeling to damn good and with a last few thrust of the toy in her pussy she came hard, shaking, back off the bed and eye rolling to the back of her head “ fuck j !” She said softly, trying to calm down from her climax. After calming down, she pulled the toy out her hole and gave it a few licks and walked towards the bathroom to clean herself up.

Fuck she did not just masterbate to the thought of Jungkook, her friend. Well that probably shows that she’s head over heals for him...right?!

Time had passed and now it’s 8pM

As she sat at the vanity station, she looked at her self through the mirror and laughed remembering her Masturbating to the thought of jungkook. She was pulled from her though at the ringing of her door bell, she rushed down out her bedroom down her spiral stairs and towards the door, opening it, revealing her friend.

“Hiiiiiii” they both said squealing and hugged each other. She pulled E into her house and towards the stairs that leads to her bedroom. It was a good thing that she cleaned her sheets and made her bed presentable again cause she would have a lot of explain to her friend about the smell and the mess if she didn’t.

Walking into her bedroom, y/n looked at her friend who had a wide smile plastered on her face, it was like her first time being in y/n’s penthouse and she couldn’t get over how amazing it was no matter how many times she came to the penthouse.“ what are you smiling” y/n breathed out smiling at her friend.

“ nothing, just your LUXURIOUS house” E replied sarcastically, softly push y/n away.

“You know it’s not your first time coming to my house right?” Y/n asked laughing

“Yeah but I can’t ever get used to it” E said back looking in y/n’s direction.

They spoke and laughed as they caught up for a few minutes and then a knock came at the front door. “ that would probably be A” y/n said as she got up from her bed. A was short for Ashley, they’ve known each other for a while and he beats Y/n’s face like no other make up artist has done and makes her look like a fucking goddess not that she isn’t already one.

She walked away from the bedroom whilst taking a glance at E who was still in awe and softly laughed. Walking down the stairs, she could see that she made it far, looking at how she used to live way before, she’s glad that she worked hard to get to where she is right now.

The knock on the door came again and she walked faster to her grand door and swings it open. “ bitch you know I’ve been waiting hours out here looking like a lost dog” Ashley said with a frown on his face “ stop being dramatic A” came Y/n as she pulled him by his arm roughly dragging him into her penthouse.

Ashley was a very talented man, he was a person with a rough past, people didn’t believe in him when we said he was gonna become a makeup artist and everyone in his family thought of him as a disgrace and didn’t want anything to do with him. Not even his mother , his god damn mother.Plus it didn’t really help when he came out the closet at the same time. That’s what y/n loved about Ashley, he fought for his dreams and when no one believed in him he succeeded with his career and now he’s one of the most paid make up artist in Seoul and well known world wide.

When y/n met him, he was just starting and y/n needed a make up artist and they got on very well together and love each other like brother and sister. She saw him work hard and made a name for himself and she couldn’t be more proud. She was now his only family.

“Damn girl! You’re really living life huh?!” Ashley said as he looked around. “ This shit is way better than your town house that you had before”

Not that the house she had was bad at all, it was a beautiful town house and she had to get an upgrade sooner or later. And that house had a lot of memories.

Pulling herself out of her trance, she pulls Ashley towards the stairs up to her bedroom to meet E. Opening the bed room door, she noticed that her friend was not there anymore, the only place she could be was her walk in closet. “E!” She shouted out. “ In your closet” a reply came from her closet. E was where y/n expected her to be.

After telling Ashley to take a seat on her bedroom sofa, she then walked into her closet where her friend was. Smiling at her friend y/n spoke “ you enjoying yourself there?”

“Yes girl,your closet is amazing” E replied Rummaging through y/n’s clothes and picking a few things out the rails.

“OMG! I LOVE THIS” E screamed. “I’ve been looking for this everywhere, in every fucking store and they don’t have it in stock anymore, they ran out” a frown building on her face. “Well it is limited edition” Y/N smirked.

“I know and I really wanted one” E said as she slowly put the garment slowly back on the rail. As soon as the hook touched the rail, Y/N spoke “Well if you love it that much then you can have it” smiling at her friend. “ Are you sure?!” E asked shocked. “Yea I’m pretty damn sure. You’re in love with it and I don’t mind living with out it” Y/N said smiling at her friend who now has tears in her eyes. “Oh my Gosh, I fucking love you, you know that?” E cried out.

“Yeah I know and I love you too” Y/n said as she hugged her friend back.

“Ok, love birds, get out of the closet and let’s get you both ready we don’t have time” Ashley shouted from the bedroom and the best friends laughed together. “We’re coming” y/n shouted back. As they both walked out from the closet

y/n spoke, “E, this is Ashley, Ash, this is EziKia. They both greeted each other saying hi and kissing the side of each other’s cheeks.

“Let’s get this shut on the road”Ashley groaned out. “Let’s do it then!” Y/N spoke back.

As she was getting ready y/n began, “so where are you taking me anyways” she asked looking towards her friend as her makeup is being put on by Ashley.

“It’s a fancy club, called ‘the dragon’s lair’ I’ve been there a few times and honestly it’s one of the best clubs in Seoul, one of the dopest, you’re gonna love it” E replied to her friend whilst on her phone.

2 hours later

As Y/n walked out from her closet she felts eyes on her. The eyes of her friends. “Damn girl! You look fine as fuckkkk” Ashley spoke out “ if I wasn’t fucking gay I would bag you!”

She looked like a Goddess walking out of her closet, her hair up in a messy 90s hairstyle, parted at the side with strands hanging down from both parts of the hairandthebacktwistedheldwithabutterflyclawclip. Onherbody,sheworea tight 90s body con dress hugged her body right in every way showing off her curves and that damn fine ass. The dress was by Versace, a ti- dye pink dress that shimmers bright when light shines into it, with a plunging neckline that showed off her perfectly placed breasts and the straps hung around her neck.

A pair of small butterfly diamond neckless hung around her neck and diamond chandelier earring hung from her ears. And on her feet matching 5 inch heels that laced up her calves. Everything was just perfect about her, there’s no flaw about her.

The make up that she wore on her face was a very simple natural make up, eyebrows on fleek, with a little eyeliner to create a cat eye illusion and she wore lip gloss on top of her lipstick, making her glow. She looked like sex on legs.

“I’m not even a lesbian and you’re making me want to fuck you” her best friend smirked as she spoke “ you look fucking amazing y/n”

Y/n honestly didn’t know what to say, she knew she looked bomb as fuck but her friends hyping her up made her blush and she couldn’t help but smile. “ Both of you look amazing guys” she spoke out softly “ don’t humble yourself y/n own it” Ashley said.

“ I know I look fine okay?” Y/n spoke with sassiness in her voice and both her friend smiled at her.

“That’s our Girl” both her friend spoke in unison and they smiled at her.

“ E, you look amazing too girl” y/n said with a wide smile on her face. “Thanks babes”E said blushing “you two are literally love birds you know that, I’m surprised y’all aren’t lesbians” Ashley spoke out sarcastically. And they all laughed in unison.

“You know” E Began, “ when Jungkook sees you you he’s gonna want to fuck you” she laughed out. “Cause I wound” she continued. “So you and Jungkook are a thing then?” Ashley question and before y/n could answer E beat her to the punch saying “ they’re currently not a thing, but it’s definitely gonna change after tonight, they’re currently like friends with benefits” laughing out loud as she spoke. “ we’re not friends with benefits” y/n countered “ we’ve never fucked” she continued “but that’s gonna change after tonight tho” Ashley spoke up.

Sighing Y/n spoke “whatever” rolling her eyes.

As if the man himself heard her, her phone began ringing and there it was, his name on her phone screen. “Speaking of the devil” her friends spoke in unison and she smiled at them. Her friends strut off out of the bedroom.

Picking up her phone, she slides her finger on the screen to answer, “hey J” she said with a soft voice and her friends gagged in unison then winking at her leaving the room. “Hey darling” Jungkook spoke on the other end of the phone and continued “you ready?”

“Ofcourse I am , you?” “I’m always ready baby” y/n rolled her eyes at his remark but couldn’t help but smile. She was so in love she couldn’t even see it. He was always flirty and that’s what she lives about him too, he doesn’t flirt with other ever since that incident 5 years ago with him kissing the other girl. He was serious about Y/n but afraid to tell her how he really feels but tonight was gonna change everything.

“You know, I’m so exited to see you” Jungkook spoke with a low growl in his voice, “you saw me last week J” she said as she smiled at herself looking at her reflection in the mirror.

“Yea but baby, it’s been too long and I Haven’t kissed those plushy lips of yours in a while” he spoke making her blush. Oh how smooth he was! She was falling hard, way too hard. “J-“ she starts but gets cut off when he says “ I’ve missed you a lot, especially the way you feel in my arms” oh he was on top of his games tonight and she couldn’t care about falling into his trap any less. “ I missed you too baby, I thought of you a lot” she replied, remembering her session in her bed a few hours ago, blushing. Oh what he does to her.

“ you can’t tease me like that, if you’re not gonna give me more then a kiss” Jungkook starts again, oh he was so damn flirtatious.

“ well what if I’m giving you more than a kiss tonight, babyyy” she purred with a slutty tone in her voice, there was snickering behind her and oooooh’s coming from behind the door and she rolled her eyes knowing her friends are listening on the conversation.

Jungkook was now fucking hard and he needed her right now but he just has to wait a few more hours until he gets her. They spoke and flirted in for a few more minutes and said there goodbyes “ See you later baby” jungkook spoke on the other side of the line and y/n replied “ I’ll see you later baby” knowing they’ll see each other at the club.

The smile that plastered on her face was too damn good and she couldn’t hide the excitement that she was feeling. She began to walk towards the door opening it and there stood her two friends who was listening on the conversation smirking to her.

“What if I’m giving you more than a kiss tonight, baby” Ashley mocked with a smirk on his face and E Began “ I’ll see you later baby” mocking Y/n as well.

Y/n rolled her eyes as she walked away from her friends and said “ fuck both of you” spite in her voice

“Y/n don’t be like that babes” Ashley starts and clung onto her arm as E clung onto her other arm and y/n looked at both of them and couldn’t help but smile “whatever”

“Let’s go then, we wouldn’t want to keep your man who’s wanting to fuck you tonight waiting” E spoke with excited in her voice

“Oh, shut up” Y/n said and they walked out of her penthouse, towards the elevator, from the 100th floor. As they reached the ground floor, her Bentley was ready parked at the entrance of the building waiting for her Arrival, Greeted by Y/n assistant slash security guard, Hank. “Welcome miss” Hank spoke opening the door for her and her friends. “Oh Hank don’t be too polite” Y/n some smacking his bulky arms playfully.

They finally got into the car and set off to the night club .

It was already 9pm by the time they left the penthouse and they couldn’t be more exited to party and get wild tonight.

They finally arrived at the Dragon’s lair...finally.

Walking up towards the entrance, she was greeted by two extremely large security guards,” welcome ma’am” they spoke in a low tone and moved to the side to give way to her. Walking into the club, she was entrapped by how amazing it looked, her friend was right, she loves the place, it’s honestly super Luxury and fancy for a club. As they moved through the crowd her eyes lifted up towards the V.I.P balcony and saw a man looking down at the crowd and she thought to herself he’s probably just any other uptight man looking down at the people who are probably peasants to him and she couldn’t care less.

They reached their area and her eyes landed on the beautiful man standing up to greet them. The man was no other than Jeon Jungkook, he said hi to everyone as his eyes laid on her and greeted her with a smile, “hey darling” he spoke in a low tone hugging her body. “ Hey baby” she replied as he lowered her head to hers.

“We’re not here to watch you two have sex in front of us” their friends began and they both couldn’t help but laugh and they removed themselves from each other and sat down. “You have no idea how much I missed you” he whispered in her ears.

“Really?” She said with a flushed face, she was a confident women but she couldn’t help but hey shy when it came to him, she was obliviously in love.

“I guess you don’t miss me at all huh” he said as he bit her ear playfully whispering in her ear over the loud music. “Of course I miss you” she said looking up at him like a lost puppy. He smirked down at her and hovered his lips over her neck as she leaned her head back to give him more access. “ fuck the things you do to me” he Began with a husky voice and she pushed him away

“ what do I do to you Mr jeon” oh she knew what that nick name did to him and she has him in awe. “Have I told you how amazing you look tonight” he states changing the subject and she replied “you always tell me that when you see me” smiling back at him.

“Fuckkk” he groaned out, “you have no idea what I want to do to you” “ what do you want to do to me” she asked with puppy eyes and he melted fast. He began again “ I want to take you home and fuck you hard on every surface of my house” damn she was getting wet from the way he was speaking to her and she blushed. He kissed her neck and squeezed her back and bit down playfully watching the way she moved from his action and hearing the way she moaned out form his touch.

“Then why don’t you take me home” she said as soft as she could without moaning out loud from his touch. “ oh baby, I will - I just want you to wait a little longer” he breathed out and she rolled her eyes in frustration pushing him away and he looked at her with furrowed eyebrows and asked “ what was that for?” And he could sense her brattiness coming out “well since you’re not taking me home and fucking me, I don’t see the point in me being around you” she said with sarcasm in her voice and got up to walk always.

As she took no further than one step his hand gripped her wrist and turned her and she was pulled towards him and their lips met, the kiss was turning out, his tongue poking at his lips to get access and she granted it. They both moan out as their tongue dance together and gripped each other so hard it could leave bruises. They broke the kiss for some air looked at each other. “ I want you to stop being a brat and wait for me, like you have been for so many years” she said huskily and she rolled her eyes saying “ well since I’ve been waiting for you all my life, why don’t you just give yourself to me now” she said with frustration in her voice and he couldn’t help but smile at her “ oh my baby really has no patience” he knew she was horny and so was he but he just wanted to wait a little longer and savor the moment. They were gonna fuck, confess their love for each other and fall in love tonight and he just wanted her to wait a little longer until they got home. He wasn’t gonna let their first fuck be in the bathroom of a club. No he’s a gentleman and he want her in his bed.

“Well since you don’t want to do anything right now I want to dance” she said turning from him and he snaked his hands around her waist and said “I’ll come with you” and she grinned as they walked through the crowd who were all dancing to the music and she took his had and led him further into the dance floor.

“Can you believe those two” E began, looking at Ashley who was laughing at the drama they just saw in front of them and said “ those two are thirsty for each other and they both know it”

Leading him through the crowd she began swaying her hips to the music and he watched the way her hips moved and instantly got hard. Then she pulled him closer dancing to the music looking into his eyes and he fell in love with the sight in front of him. She couldn’t be any more perfect than she already was. She turned again her back facing he and she moved back as her back this his chest and she moved her hips on his crotch. He then moved his head into her neck and began kissing her, oh what she does to him.

They began to dance like they were in their own world, lost in their bliss and it felt like no one was around them, it as just them two. The music began to drown oust as they were far gone and lost in the way his crotch felt on her ass and she couldn’t help but moan out. She then opened her eyes, still dancing on Jungkook and lifted her heads up and her eyes met the gaze for a familiar man but she can’t remember where she’s seen him from.

As she continued dancing on Jungkook, her mind began to wonder at the man on the balcony, he was staring at her & although she doesn’t know him she wanted to play with him since he was staring at her. He dancing more and more swaying her hips, lift her hands up in the air and her other hand on Jungkook’s head in her neck and her smirk was nasty. She was playing a hard game, oh was she bad.

The man was still staring at her and again she thought he looked very familiar but then saw the women he was groping and the way her head moved back, and y/n knew he was “toying” with the girl in his arms. She then thought why the fuck The man was still staring at her and again she she kept on think about how he looked very familiar but then saw the women he was groping and the way her head moved back, and y/n knew he was “toying” with the girl in his arms. It couldn’t be him . Could it? She then thought why the fuck was he looking at her if he was with a women but then again she was grinding on Jungkook whilst looking at another man. The guilt was real and she lower her gaze from the man and turned facing Jungkook. And she began feeling him up his chest and he look at her questioning what she was up to. All she did was smiled back and turned her head up towards the balcony again and the girl was gone and only the man was up there staring down at her. She then walked her and Jungkook back towards their table and ordered lots of shot and began drinking.

The drinks came one after the other and she was beginning to become hazy as she leaned towards Jungkook and gulped down another drink. One after another, they couldn’t stop, they were too far gone, y/n looked at her friends and they were all in their world, she then looked at Jungkook and smiled at how fucked he looked and how good he looked at the same time. She then gripped his face as he looked at her with his eyes that always seems to pull her in and then she kisses him on his lips, they devoured each other for a moment and she pulled away looking at how flushed he looked.

Then her gaze went up to the stranger again on the balcony who was still staring at her but now speaking to someone beside him, another man as he pointed toward them, this man looks way too Familiar but she couldn’t get her mind on who he reminds her off. Too drunk and gone she shakes off her thoughts and look back at Jungkook who was staring at her, then kissed him again saying “ I’ll be back baby” and got up to leave to the bath room. She snaked through right the crowd dancing to the music and pointing her middle up at the man on the balcony. She finally arrived at the bathroom.

She opened the door to the bathroom and was shocked at how quite it was in there and was not at the same time. As she thought there would be lots of girls redoing their make up or people fucking in the bathroom. But this club had more class than that. The light was very dim in the bathroom and the music was also very faint. She got into one of the cuticles and relieved herself. Walking towards the sink she looks at herself in the mirror and smiled at how amazing but fucked out she looked. Then her gaze came to the man standing in the shadows of the entrance of the bathrooms and she almost screamed. Almost.

“Excuse me, mister, I think you’re in the wrong room” she said glaring at the stranger waiting for him to reply “ I don’t think I am princess” he spoke out in low sexy ass voice and she thought to herself princess? Fuck that sounds very familiar, she heard that voice before, Kim Taehyung? Not it can’t be right?. She breaks herself out of their thought and said “ I think you are Sir, you should leave , it’s a Female bathroom” still glaring at the stranger looming in the shadows, still she couldn’t make up what the man looks like. He then moved towards her and she stood her grounds.

“I missed you princess” he began his face inches from hers, there’s no ways she’s gonna let this random dude get away with this. “ dude, I think you got the wrong girl, I’m not your fucking princess, y/n snarled back at him meeting his eyes with a fiery gaze. He then lets out a small laugh “ I see your temper is still the same, even worse then mine”

“Honestly I don’t know who you are and I think you should leave” y/n said pointing at the door. “ I’m not going anywhere princess” he smiled.

“Fine , I’ll fucking leave then” as she turned to walk out she gripped her arm and her hand landed harshly on his face. “ fuck” he groaned “your slap is still hard like I remember”. His right had came up to feel his face, soothing it from the pain and he smirked at her.

“What are you a fucking Pedophile?” she screamed “let me fucking go or you’ll get more than a slap to your face” tugging her arm. He couldn’t help but smirk at her, the way she held herself was Domineering and respectful, her confidence and sassiness booming and he finally let her go and watched as she walked out the bathroom door.

She walked out as she tried to calm her breath, “what the fuck is wrong with that guy” she whispered out “he was no sense of respect” she continued walking up the corridor as she reached the end of the corridor she turned back and saw the man standing at the other end. She turned again to walk out back into the main area but her headache struck her like a motherfucker and felt very light headed. She felt very faint holding her face and she felt herself heating up. She began to walk again but couldn’t move, her legs felt really weak, was there something in the drink? she thought to herself or did she just drink too much, much more than she could handle. She stumbled backwards and felt the body of a stranger on her back, certainly it can’t be that same guy at the bathroom right, why couldn’t he stop lurking around?! Before she could think words slipped past her lips “sorry” and looked up as her vision became blurry and she was about to faint and she saw the same man in the bathroom standing in front of her, a smile on his face. “Fuckk” y/n whispered out and her mind went black as well as her vision.

“I finally found you princess”

Now at the Kim Mansion

Y/n woke up from her sleep, her headache killing her and she turned In the bed groaning in pain. The hung over was hitting hard and she didn’t know what to do, she lifted herself up, her eyes still closed and placed her feet on the floor and then opened her eyes, her eyes widening in shock.

“What the fuck” she screamed silently “where the fuck am I” she looked sound the unfamiliar room, who’s house was this she thought to herself, and who brought her here and her mind went to the guy in the bathroom “that fucking bastard” she said out loud. Anger rising inside her, was she just kidnapped from the club by that idiot? She couldn’t take any more of this and walked towards the door.

She put hands on the handle and tried moving the door but if wouldn’t budge, the door was locked, y/n began banging on the door screaming out for anyone on the other side and the door unlocked and opened slowly. There stood that smug bastard who fucking kidnapped her.

“You’re a fucking psycho” y/n let out a frustrated groan and looked up at him and he began walking towards her inside the bedroom. “Morning princess” he began still walking towards her as Y/n continued walking backwards mirroring his footsteps. Her back suddenly hits the wall and she had nowhere to go, she tried moving away but his hands came up to both side of her face trapping her between him.

“How are you feeling?” He asked softly moving his right hand from the wall to stroke her face, he could feel how soft she felt on her fingers and the way she looked up at him has him instantly weak at the knees. As no reply came from y/n he began again “ You’re so fucking beautiful you know that, more beautiful than I remember”

And no response but her eyes was still on his.

“ Princess you need to speak, you know” he stated, “it feels like I’m speaking to my self” he spoke as a smile crept on to his face.

“I’m not your princess” Y/n finally spoke

“ oh she talks” he countered

“And I’m not your princess asshole , I don’t even know who you are” she said angrily

“My princess still has a sharp tongue huh” he smirked out

“I honestly don’t know who you are so let me go” she screamed in his face trying to push him away but he didn’t budge.

“You don’t remember me?” He said almost sounding hurt. Almost. “No, I don’t” Y/n replied

“Princess I’m hurt, you hurt me” he said mockingly holding on to his chest, pretending to stumble backwards.

“It’s sad how you don’t remember me but I remember you very clearly” he began again walking towards Y/n again then said “ I remember the girl that helped me on the day no one else did and opened up her door for me, I remember the look she had on her face when she saw me at her door step”

Y/n eyes widen in shock

He continued “ I remember her patching me off and tending to my wounds and the bruises on my face” he sighed leaning his forehead against hers. “ I remember her making food for me, a dangerous stranger and gave me a place to stay” he lifted her face feeling how her lips felt on his fingers “ I remember her lips on mine when I kissed her goodbye” and he leaned in but she pushed him away.

“You’re him?” Y/n starts, “you’re the guy I saved five years ago?” She continued in awe.

“Ding, ding, ding, my princess is so clever” he said looking at her. “But you can’t be, you don’t look like him” she said as she looked at him, her eyes looking like a lost puppy’s.

“ well things change princess and I changed, I was weak when you saved me and that day changed my life forever, I’m now stronger than ever” he said proudly. “You’re Kim Taehyung” y/n asked rhetorically.

“Yes I am, the one and only KIM TAE FUCKING HYUNG” he said leaning towards her.

Shock still on her face, she didn’t know what to say, “Princess, don’t look so shocked” Taehyung said softly stroking her face but she removed his hands, she still couldn’t believe it, she thought she saw him a few hours ago and how he’s in front her, looking like a Greek god but then she remembered that he kidnapped her. Shoving him away Y/n began saying “you haven’t seen me in five years and the first thing you decide to do was kidnap me when you saw me?!” Anger rising in her.

He loves the way she gets angry and the way her eyes widen and the way she moves her lips when she speaks, then said “ I didn’t kidnap you, you fainted in front of me and I did you a favour bringing you back to my house and letting you sleep on my bed”

“Oh so you don’t think this is kidnapping” y/n said sarcastically raising her hands in the air. “No cause I clearly remember you needing my help” he replied as she out loud laughter. “You’re unbelievable you know that?” “You’re still the same ass hole I met five years ago you know that?” Y/n said “Well you’re still the same brat” he countered

“Yes the same brat that save your damn ass from dying” she screamed in frustration. He smiled at the frustration on her face and whispered out “ but you’re my brat, and I’m so fucking in love with you”

“What!” She said loudly .

He hates having to speak twice but for her he’ll do it again cause obviously she didn’t hear him the first time . “I’m in love with you! I loved you the day you saved me but I couldn’t tell you that cause I was weak and scared, scared at the fact that if I made you mine they would take you away from me, they could’ve killed you ...fuck...I fell in love with the women that took me in when no one else would, I love your brattiness and your beauty and brains. I’m fucking in love with you and now it’s different, I have all the power in the world and wealth and I wish to make you mine” Y/n looked up at him in awe, began to open her mouth but stopped herself. He saw the way she hesitated and turned. “I’m not gonna keep you here if you don’t want to be here” he said sadness filling his voice. “ but you’re the only person that keeps me sane and I want to beside me” he continued on. She couldn’t help but look at him in pity. “Fuck I know I’m a bad guy I’ve done bad thing too many people but you, you just change me, you keep me wanting more, keep me thinking about you everyday and in this insane world, you keep me wanting to live” he confessed She reached up and held his hand, turning him and looking at him in the eyes “ If you’re not the man you were five years ago, then who are you now?” She asked changing the subject.

“Five years ago, I was a puppet, trained to do always do what the masters says and I was too fucking naïve and so I was betrayed and now I made a name of myself- now I’m a crime lord, a fearful crime lord, I do a lot of bad things and I get everything I want-“ before he could continue Y/n interrupted him asking “what kind of bad things?!” She asked softly “ I can’t tell you that princess- if you know you what I really do, you definitely won’t want to stay” he spoke out softly leaning his forehead against hers.

Then continued on “ if you want to leave then the door is open” removing himself from her, giving her space. “But I want you to know that I’m in love with you” She looked at him and he returned his gaze with pleading eyes, she then began moving her feet and walked past him and he thought to himself, she’s gonna leave. He didn’t turn tho, he didn’t want to watch her leave but he could only lowers his head as he hears the bedroom door open then close. She was gone.

Then he hears her voice coming from behind him. “ if I stay, would it really help you?” Y/n asks softly, and Taehyung turned shocked that she actually stayed. She had a soft spot for him as he does for her. “Y-Yes” he stuttered out, he couldn’t believe he stuttered. The almighty, fearful Mafia boss stuttered. “Then what’s in it for me?” Y/n questioned further. He huffed out a laugh “ so you’re gonna negotiate with me?” Asking her. “Yes, what’s in it for me?” She continued. He was in shock of how confidant she was. You’ll get security, everything you want in this world-“ before he could continue she spoke “I already have everything I wanted” not removing her eyes on him. He then opened his mouth and closed it questioning himself for a moment then said “ you could fall in love with me” he said softly walking towards her. He then raised his hands and cupped her cheeks, and leaned in closer. “You could fall in love with me, like I am in love with you” he repeated. “Maybe” Y/n replied with a soft voice.

“Be with me for a year or two and if you fall in love with me, stay, if you don’t then the door is always open for you to leave but I hope you’ll give me a chance” this was the second time he ever begged in his life “please”. Y/n’s mind began to wonder, if she agrees to him, she would be starting a new life and it was almost as if she was waiting for him to come and knock at her door. And here he was the mighty dragon right in front of her, eyes drawing her in and she suddenly forgot about the life she led before today. Will she be able to forget her love for Jungkook and leave her friends behind being with this deadly beast? And this isn’t love right? She’s not doing this for love.....is she?

Y/n looked up at him and met his pleading eyes, little did he know, she fell in love with him too, five years ago that is, possibly love at first sight, she then softly said “ok”, and closed her eyes embracing him.

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A/N: chapter 2& 3are currently being written and will be released next week Saturday and Sunday, I will specify the time later on😄 hope you’re liking the series so far 😗

Dusk Til’ Dawn

Paring: Kim Taehyung x Reader

Mafia Au Series

Warnings : Warning: SMUT, literally porn on paper 😗, lots of fluff, violence, gang, bratty!reader, dom!tae, daddy!tae, daddy kink, babygirl kink, punishment, bigdick!tae, rough sex, make up sex, lots of after care, pregnancy kink, oral!sex, deep throating and everything in between🤧

Word count: 17k

Warning in this chapter: Possessive Behavior, jealous, beating, violence, kissing, blood, etc.

A/N: Hey sorry for the late post, but I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. There may be a few mistakes even though I looked over it a few times but I hope you’ll like it. If you like it please don’t forget to like and leave a comment and again if you want to be tagged please let me know. 🥺💕

Chapter 2: The negotiation.

Previous. Next chapter.

Flashback to a almost year after saving him:

The Rolls Royce drive down the street if Seoul as the darkness began to devour the city. Kim Taehyung began staring out the window as rain began dripping to the ground. He watched as lovers met and families having fun and what he would do to get the same things. The streets was filled with joy and he saw the smiles and laughters on the people’s faces, they were so happy whilst he was not and that struck him hard like a bullet through his chest. Oh yes he made a name for himself and took down the liars that mistook him as a stupid child. He’s now got everything he wanted, and built himself up, but he wasn’t happy. He could get very girl he wanted, but he wasn’t happy. He could take the world but then he couldn’t be happy either. It was hard for him to be happy. As he continued looking out the window, the car came to a stop at the red light. He turned his head towards his man who was driving, then back again towards the window now covered with rain. He then saw the flower shop and remembered, he remembered the women, the women that he can’t get his mind off of, the women that reigns his minds. The one that changed him and wants him to be a better man, for her. He remembers going back to her house, knocking on the door but there was no response, he continued doing the same thing over and over for everyday almost a year now but there was no one on the other side of the door. But he didn’t give up, he continued thinking about her and the way she felt on his lips. Oh what a wonder she was. Suddenly breaking from his thoughts, he got out of his car, his men’s eyes widening in shock. “Boss” one shouted out as they got out going after him, preparing to protect him at all cost. But he didn’t care, he continued walking toward the flower shop and opened the door as his men followed behind. The smell of roses enchanted him and he couldn’t help but smile. Pulled from his trance, he heard a voice began “ Could I help you with anything sir?”. He looked over and smiled back at the women who was staring at him. “I’m looking for a Bouquet for my wife” he said looking at the women “Could you help me?” He continued. A smile grew on the women’s face as she looked at him “Yes I would love to” she spoke back to him, “ what kind of bouquet do you want”. He didn’t know what kind of Bouquet y/n would want, he didn’t even know what she likes, he just met her for a day, as he continued thinking for a moment he finally said “ I want the most expensive bouquet that you can make, make it look really beautiful so when my wife sees it she’ll fall in love”.

“You must really love your wife sir” the florist said looking at him, “she’s a lucky women to have a husband like you” she continued. “Yes, she’s very lucky, as I am for having her as my wife” he said, thinking about Y/n. “Do you prefer any certain color” the florist asked still smiling, he was gonna ask her to chose but then said “Why not try lavender, I’m sure she’ll love that”. He looked at the way the florist eyes gleamed and she spoke out “Yes, I think she would love that too sir” then continued on whilst behind to collect flowers to start making the bouquet “Sir, did you know that Lavender Symbolizes love at first sight and enchantment?”

“Oh” he whispered almost shock, “well now I know” he continued happy with his decision.

Love at first right he thought, love at first sight.

He looked at the way the florist arranged the flowers and couldn’t help but smile, he then began thinking to himself, hoping she would be home to accept his confession of love from him.

Pulling away from his thoughts, he continue looking at the florist finishing off the bouquet and adding a few last touches and adding a ribbon around it to hold it in place, then she handed the bouquet to him. Taking the bouquet, he lifted it to his nose and took in the scent of the flowers and closed his eyes.

“Boss” Chase’s voice came from behind him. “You’re really getting a Bouquet ?” Chase asked looking at him almost concerned for some reason. “Yes, I’m getting a Bouquet for my wife” Taehyung spoke looking at him. “But you don’t have a wif-” Chase countered but before he could finish, Taehyung glared at him. “Of course, yes for madam” chase continued Sarcastically. He then leaned in toward Taehyung and wispered “Boss, you okay? You’re not doing crazy on me are you?” Questioning him to why his boss suddenly had a wife. “Crazy? No, I’m just getting a bouquet for my WIFE” Taehyung emphasized, glaring. “Friend, don’t question me about what I’m doing” Taehyung continued and Chase bowed his head in agreement but then looked back up and whispered in Taehyung’s ears, “it’s for Her? Y/n? The one you’re now calling your wife?” “Yes” Taehyung responded fast. “Ok” Chase spoke out deciding not to push his Friend further, as Chase took a few steps backwards giving his boss space he heard “ I know that I haven’t seen her in almost a years but I want to keep trying until she opens up her door for me”. Chase nodded not question him further.

Turning to the florist who had been staring at them for a few minutes now, Taehyung began “ Thank you for the beautiful bouquet” handing his credit card to the florist to pay. “Thanks again” he said after receiving his card back and walking away with the bouquet in his hands.

Walking out the shop back to his car, he suddenly stopping, he removed the umbrella that was held up by one of his men and lifted his face to the skies, feeling the way the rain fell onto his face. He was enchanted, enchanted in his thought, the thoughts that always wonder to her. Then opening his eyes, he felt something bump into him, he lowered his gaze where he felt the bump and met the gaze of a young child about 2 years old. The child began crying from the pain bumping into Taehyung, rubbing her eyes, Taehyung then crouched down to her level and spoke softly, “ don’t cry baby” soothing her, touching her soft face with his finger and the little girl stopped crying. He then picked a rose from the Bouquet and handing it to her, ruffling the girls hair. The sound of footsteps running approached them and he saw the mother, shock in her eyes then she said “I’m so s-s-sorry” and grabbing her baby and he saw the fear drain her eyes. “Don’t worry about it” Taehyung spoke, removing his gaze from them, walking towards his car and stepping in. His men rushed to their cars as well and they began to drive off. “Change of plans” Taehyung began, then Chase finished his sentence “to her house?” “Yes” Taehyung agreed. The drive to her house was fairly fast, approaching the front door of her house, he hesitated, then knocked on the front door. But no response, he continued knocking and waiting and waiting but there was still no response. He didn’t have all the time in the world but he waited for her and there was still no response, after 30 minutes waiting for the door to open, he placed the bouquet in front of the door, turned and walked aback to the his car, driving home.

He continued to do the same thing over and over again for days, then the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months. He continued waiting for an answer at the door, then placing the flowers at her doorstep and leaving when there was no response. He thought about giving up but it wanted to try for one last time. With the same style of bouquet in his hand, he walked up the shoes to the front door of her house, then lifted his hand and knocked on the door. He waited for a few minutes then footsteps on the other side of the door and he sighed out in relief. The door unlocked and hope filled his eyes as the door opened.

“Can I help you my boy” the old women at the door spoke out. He looked shocked, did she move? He thought to himself. “Oh, I was looking for y/n?, is she here?” He asked curiosity filling his voice. “Y/n?” The old women began, “she doesn’t live here anymore son, she sold her house to me, now I live here” smiling at him. He frowned, then looked up at the old women smiling. Then the women asked “Are those flowers for her?” “No.” He lied, “I’m giving these to you and I hope you have a wonderful day” he continued. “Thank you son and I’m sorry” she said. “Don’t be” he countered, bowing to the old women, saying good bye then turning away sadness filling his eyes.

She left?

Present day at the Kim mansion

They embraced each other like lovers and took in each other scents, the way they felt in each other’s arm were like they were made for each other, just like how a right key fits into the right lock. They didn’t move and they didn’t care either they were now lost in their own world and the time had slowed down. Y/n then pulled away, looking up at him, looking at the way he was looking down at her, like she was a piece of meat that was about to be devoured. Taehyung’s had came up to her face and he leaned in hoping to kiss her on her enchanting lips, but moved her face to the side and said “who said you can kiss me?” There was playfulness to her voice and he let out a small laugh, taking her face again in his hands and stroking it slowing and his fingers then gripped her chin and lifted her face. He then leaned in again, trying to kiss her but she pushed him away. He didn’t budge but he moved back giving her space. “I didn’t sign up for this Taehyung” she began softly, feeling guilty for pushing him away. The way she spoke his name made him feel weak and he couldn’t cope

“Then what did you sign up for princess?” he asked walking towards his bed and sitting down and then looking at her. “I don’t know, that why we need to talk about it” she said leaning back against the bedroom door. “ so we’re gonna negotiate now?” He asked her, never removing his eyes from hers. “Yes, if I’m gonna stay, we need to get some things straight” she confirmed. He then got up, still looking at her and then walking towards her, “ well before we start the negotiation, you need to eat, you’re probably really hungry” he began taking her hand into his, griping it hard but not enough to hurt her, just enough to keep her beside him. As he open the door to walk them out, she stopped them both saying “ I can’t go out like this, I look like a slu-”, “Slut, you look like a slut” he finished. She was so shocked at this moment and now she was mad, how the fuck can he go from being so sweet, embracing her and telling her he loves her then to calling her a slut. But then again she almost called herself a slut. She pulled her hand away from his and grabbed a vase from a small table, throwing it at him and he ducked “why are you such a fucking asshole?” She asked angrily. “Well that’s what you are” he said walking back towards her. “I saw the way you were dancing on that idiot of a man, the way you grinded on him, the way you moved your hips on his-” he stopped himself as he reached her, looking at her like a animal, was he jealous?, jealous at the memory of what he saw her doing at his club? He wanted to kiss her so bad, devour those plushy lips of hers and take her and make love to her but he couldn’t, he couldn’t do it if she didn’t want to. “He’s not an idiot he’s my m-” she said as she got Interrupted by him. “ is he your boyfriend” he asked beginning to get angry. “No” Y/n answered, thinking, she wasn’t lying, Jungkook wasn’t her boyfriend, not at all, they flirt with each other but he doesn’t love her, right? “Good” he spoke “now let’s go” pulling her from her trance and out towards the grand stairs. “And you do t look like a slut, you look beautiful and the maids won’t even think about questioning you or your looks ” he continued not looking at her walking her down the stairs. “But I haven’t showered” Y/n spoke back and he stopped. “You can shower after you have something to eat princess, you need some energy” he spoke as softly as he could. “But I don’t have any clothes” she she countered. “Princess, don’t worry about it” he sighed. “ I got it all covered” pulling her softly leading her to the kitchen.

“Sir, madam, good morning” a maid began, as Taehyung and Y/n reached the kitchen. “Princess, this is Mrs Kang, this the Head maid and chef, she’ll get you anything you want” he said aloud “Mrs kang, this is my princess Y/n” he continued and Y/n rolled her eyes at him and he smirked. “ Nice to meet you Madam, I hope you treat me well and I look forward to helping you” Mrs kang bowed. “Nice to meet you too, I hope to get to know you better & it’s just y/n” Y/n smiled softly as she spoke to Mrs Kang and Mrs kang was pleased to have met the women that will help her boss change, she was glad that he chose Y/n. “Mrs kang, can you make some breakfast for my princess” Taehyung spoke as he looked down at Y/n who was glaring up at him and smacking him on his arm. “Stop” she whispered then looking at the maid, “Mrs kang don’t worry about it, I can make it myself” she continued and Mrs kang shook her head saying “No Madam, it would be an honor to make your breakfast, I’ll be making an English breakfast for you, would that be alright?” Mrs hang continued. “Yes that would be great” Y/n said smiling. Not knowing that Taehyung left her side, she felt hands snake up sound her waist and felt his presence from behind, giving her a back hug, snuggling her face in her neck and he whispered in her ear, “baby, eat and get some energy, I’ll be in my office, take your time, I’ll be back before you’re done, I just need to take care of some stuff” he leaned in to peck her cheeks then stopped himself remembering how she didn’t like it when he kissed her. “Okay?” He asked. She stared at him, she wanted to tell him to stop hugging her, and to stop calling her princess and baby cause they weren’t together but then stopped herself and she pushed his arms off her and said “okay” giving him a soft smile. He stepped away from her, then gave her a wink walking away and all she could do was roll her eyes as he let out a small laugh.

“Madam if you don’t mind me speaking, I would love to tell you something ” Mrs kang’s voice came from behind her as she watched Taehyung walk away. “Mr Kim has never brought anyone home before and I’m very glad that he brought you home” Mrs kang continued. “Really?” Y/n asked shocked. “I’m surprised” she continued and Mrs kang looked at her “Mr Kim never brings anyone home, his home is his safe place and you being here made it better for him, I’ve never seen him this happy before” y/n was shocked hearing this, he really likes her huh? She couldn’t believe it, she was the only girl he has brought home but surely that couldn’t be true. She continued thinking about how crazy this all was, she saved him, five years ago and here she was, five years later in his house, crazy right? Pulled away from her thought y/n looked up meeting Mrs Kang’s eyes “ Madam your breakfast is ready” Mrs kang began. “No don’t call me madam, I’m just Y/n” Y/n said with a soft gaze. “No madam, you make Mr Kim really happy and you deserve that title” Mrs Kang Countered and Y/n couldn’t help but nod. “I hope you enjoy your food, if you need anything else don’t hesitate to call me” Mrs kang continued as she bowed her head and then looked at Y/n, giving her a warm smile. “Thank you” Y/n then said smiling back as she sat down at the marble table and began to eat her food. She was very happy to have met such a kindhearted soul and couldn’t wait to learn more about her.

Second turned minutes as she finished her food and Mrs Kang took away her plate to clean them and place it in the dishwasher. She began thinking about nonsense, then she felt a shadow lean over her and she looked up at the man leaning over her. Kim Taehyung. Back from his small business, Taehyung wrapped his arms around Y/n’s shoulders across her chest and leaned in closer. “ did you enjoy your breakfast baby” he asked. “It was really nice” y/n responded, then continued “ But if you don’t get your arms off me, I’ll break it” Glaring at him. “You really don’t know personal space do you?” Y/n asked as he removed himself from her, looking hurt at the way she spoke to him. Then he countered “No since you’re already my girl” she then rolled her eyes and all he did was smirk. “Baby you’re so bratty you know that?” He snarled playfully. “I’m not your baby and not your girl either, I never agreed” she spoke with spite in her tone. “ I didn’t agree to that” and continued “ I might have saved you and I’m sure you’re great full but I didn’t sign up to be your girl, I signed up to help you”

He looked at her but didn’t say a word. He was hurt by her words. She knew her would hurt him by the way he lowered his gaze then said “ look, I’m really sorry, I’m sorry that you’re in love with me and I’m sorry that I don’t feel the same way now”

“Now?” He asked “you loved me before?” He continued as he sighed out. “Yes five years ago, I did fall in love with you” she confessed “ but things are different now”

“You loved me?” He asked in awe, almost tearing up. “Yes, I guess you can say it was love at first sight, you came knocking on my door and I thought how beautiful you were” she began as she closed her eyes remembering “you were like a Greek god at my door, you looked amazing and I fell in love but I knew nothing about you” “well get to know me now then” he spoke out, as she opened her eyes to look at him. “I am getting to know you but not like that” she said softly lowering her gaze. “Why not?” He asked. “Why not?” He asked again frustrated, now holding her head up to meet his gaze. “ because…” she began. “Because what” he countered. “ because I love someone else” she confessed and his heart shattered. “Do you really love him?” He asked angrily and she nodded at his question and he released her face and walked off in frustration, then stopped and came back, leaning in close to her face. “Why can’t you give me a chance” he asked. She looked at his pleading eyes “I want to but I can’t” she said slowly. “Why not” there was anger in his voice. “Why can’t you give me a chance” “because I love another person.” She let out a sigh as she spoke.

“Is it the guy at the club? The one you were fucking on the dance floor” he said now really angry and jealous and accusing her “I was not fucking him on the dance floor” she said back defending herself. “That’s the guy you’re in love with?” He asked as he gripped her face. “He’s pathetic, I can give you everything in the world and he can’t give you a thing other than a quick fuck” he snarled. “Why are such an ass?” She snarled back. “Because princess you make me this way” “you make me frustrated, you’re in my house and you’re confessing your love for another man? and all I want to do is bend you over this table and take you as mine and show you how much I love you but I know you don’t want that” she looked at him shocked at his sudden confession….again. “Stop” she said but he continued “ I want you all to myself and I hate the way you talk about another man when you’re here with me” “but weren’t you fucking a girl in the balcony last night?” She spoke out loud not meeting his tone “so don’t talk to me about my love for another man when you were fucking a girl yesterday” “on my princess’s jealous” he accused again. “Jealous? Jealous my ass. Fuck you!” She glared and his eyes suddenly changed, he was different, domineering but she wasn’t scared, he grabbed her face and kissed it roughly, tongue poking at her lips to get access to her mouth but she didn’t budge. In frustration and anger she tried shoving him off and pushing him away but he didn’t move, not one bit.

He slowed down the kiss and she bit his lips in anger and he removed his lips from his and she took this opportunity to shove him with all her might, despite him being twice, maybe three times her size and was able to make him stumble backwards touching his bleeding lips. “You asshole I fucking hate you!” She screamed walking way from him towards the front door. She hated the way he forced himself onto her and the way she couldn’t do anything about it. Before she reached the door, she was stopped by arms around her waist, gripping her hard not wanting to let her go. “I’m sorry, princess, I’m so sorry” he said as soft as he could . “I’m so sorry” he repeated. “I hate you so much you know that!” She choked out. “ don’t go..please don’t go” this was the third time he begged. “ why are you like this” she cried out. But all he could say was sorry. She had the softest spot for him even when he’s being an asshole. “I’m sorry” he said again and turned again. “Don’t ever do that again or I’ll really leave” looking up at him, glaring. “Okay, now let’s go negotiate” he spoke trying to change the subject his voice so soft it made her forget she was mad at him. The things he can do to her is unbelievable. “ okay” she replied as he took her hands leading her to his office.

Girls only say ‘ I hate you’ to the ones they love. Right?

A few minutes have passed as he leaded her into his office, the place was grand, full of luxurious items and artworks and she broke the silence. “Why did you do that?” Asking him. “I’m not sure” he replied, “ I guess I just got really jealous when you spoke about him” not even turning to look at her he sat her down in front of his desk and walked around to take his seat. “I didn’t like the way you were accusing me and I didn’t have any more control, I’m sorry” he spoke finally looking at Y/n. Why can’t it be me?, the love that you love?, he thought to himself not wanting to push her any further. She was in a way jealous too, but her pride didn’t let her back down form the accusation, she was also jealous of the way he held that girl in his arms. He saw the way she shifted in her seat and the look on her gave showed that she was jealous of something and he spoke out still looking at her. “Should we start the negotiation then”. “Yes” Y/n replied finally meeting his gaze. “What’s the first thing you want then?” Taehyung asked her. “First I want you to stop treating me like I’m your girlfriend” she spoke with no hesitation in her voice. “I can’t do that” he replied, “ its in me to treat you that way, I really like you, no fuck that, I love you” confessing his feeling over and over again. “Taehyung” she starts, “no princess, I want to keep treating you like I’m in love with you” he continued and she didn’t know what to say. He then changed the subject “what else do you wants?”, “ I want to be able to do everything I want in this house and go out with out you always being on my back!” Y/n continued. “Okay, anything else” still looking at her, now his face in a frown. “I want to be able to have freedom, I want to only embrace you when I want to, when I feel like you need me, I’m only going to be there for you when you really need me, okay?” She asked. But he needed her everyday , to be by his side but he can’t be greedy, he needs to give her the space she wants and he agreed nodding his head. “ I also don’t want you to stop me meeting whoever I want and I don’t want you keeping things from me either” she said as his frown worsened. “Fine, but I thought we weren’t in a relationship.” he finally spoke. “We’re not but if I’m gonna be here then I don’t want you to be lying to me or keeping things from me either”. “But I don’t want you to know everything that I do” he whispered out she didn’t hear it.

“Aren’t you gonna write this down?” She asked questioning him to why he was just staring at her. “ we’re negotiating and all I see you do is nod, I don’t see you taking this seriously!”she continued. “Princess, I don’t care about no contact shit on paper, once you have my word, you have it!” He replied in a low tone. Y/n then removed her gaze form his not be able to look at him any further. “ Is that everything then?” Taehyung ushered out. “Yes” she replied. “Good, its now my turn” he said as her eyes met his. “ I don’t want you sneaking into my office when I’m not there, when I say no it means no” he continued “when I want you home by a certain time, you’ll be home” before he could continue on she cuts him off “ who the fuck are you, my dad?” She asked annoyed “No, but I can be if I have to” he replied meeting her tone. “Fine”she said finally giving into his words. “When I go to events and to clubs, I want you to accompany me but I don’t want you getting drunk, ok?” He asked “I want you to start learning, self defense, boxing, taekwondo and I want you to learn how to use a gun” he said. “Why ?” She asked curious. “Because I won’t be home all the time and I’m giving you your freedom but once you starts accompanying me to events and my clubs, people with think, you’re mine women, which you are and they’ll try things” “like trying to shoot me”y/n asked almost concerned. “maybe, maybe kidnap you, but when I’m by your side they won’t try any of that shit, I’ll protect you at all cost” why did I sign up to this shit asking herself, its for a good cause right? “ I also want us to share the same bed” he spoke still looking at her. “What, NO!” She screamed out and he laughed out looking at the way shock filled her face. “I’m only kidding baby, you’ll have your own room and I’ll have mine, but I’m sure we’ll end up sharing the same bed in he future” he smirked and she rolled her eyes, “don’t test your luck, baby” she said sarcastically mocking him. But she didn’t know what that nickname did to him, oh he could instantly get hard if she said it again. “You’re family and friends will have protection, I won’t stop you from meeting them either but they’ll be watched to keep them safe” y/n nodded agreeing to his words. “I’ll be giving you a body guard and you’ll get a maid too”. “Anything else?” she asked mockingly and he smirked at her playfulness. “ Yes, just one more thing”, “And what is that Mr Kim?” She asked, now playing a deadly game and he was so damn hard under the table. “I don’t want you meeting the man you were grinding on at the club”. “You mean, Jungkook?”

“Yes, whatever the fuck his name is” he snarled, hating the way the man’s name rolled of her tongue. “No” she said sternly. “I don’t want to stop meeting him”

“Why not, are you fucking him?, is it a thing?” He asked anger rising. “No he’s just a friend” she lied, hoping to get him off her back. “ So you always grind on a friend like that?” He asked annoyed. “Y’all are friends with benefits then?” “ No its not like that, we’re getting serious”she defended herself. “Well its not going to go any further than that, you’re gonna stop seeing him” she couldn’t believe the audacity, he’s so controlling. “No, I’ll meet him when I want, you can’t stop me” she said defending her place, stubbornness rising. “You will baby” he said as he got up to move around the table. “No, are you gonna make me?” She asked smirking “you’re such a brat, you know that?” He asked touching her chin. “You’re giving me all these lists that I have to follow to keep you by my side but when I ask you to stop meeting him, you’re gonna question me?” Rubbing her lips teasingly with his thumb. “I’m not gonna stop meeting him and that’s final. You’re not one to talk either, I’m sure your still gonna be meeting other women and I’m not gonna stop you!”Y/n spoke as she continued staring back up at him. “That’s what you don’t get baby” Taehyung began now leaning onto his desk. “I don’t want any other women other than you, they mean nothing to me” talking her hand into his. He was so smooth, way too smooth. “Well if you’re gonna call every girl you meet baby, then it means nothing to me” she countered not knowing what she started. “So you’re saying you’ll love me back if I only called YOU baby?” He asked as curiosity filled his voice. “I didn’t say that” “So what DID you mean, when you said if I called other girls baby it wouldn’t mean anything to you” Taehyung asked again. “Nothing, lets get back to business” she spoke back changing the subject and they both knew she was a little bit jealous of the fact that he called other women ‘baby’ but wasn’t she doing the same thing with Jungkook? But the only difference was, she might be in love with Jungkook. But that will change one day, she didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that she might fall in love with Taehyung one day ,like she was before, before her and Jungkook became serious.

“What are you thinking about princess ?” Taehyung pulled her form her thoughts, the one where she’s dint even know she was day dreaming. “Nothing” Y/n replied looking away. “The deal is done then” He began again and Y/n nodded in agreement “Good, I don’t want you to be seeing another man” Then took her hand again and she got up following him out his office. “No, he’s important to me” she replied and he stoppered in his tracks before the steps that leaded up to the second floor of his mansion. “Are you really that in love with him?”, she hesitated, thinking, was Jungkook really important to her?, if he was why would she be here with Taehyung in his house. “I don’t know, but I know he’s important to me” she confessed. “Are you ever gonna listen to me?” He asked changing the subject, glad at the fact that she was unsure if she loved another guy, which ensured he had a chance with her. “Why do you dislike him so much anyway, you don’t even know him?” She asked curious as he turned, his face now inches away from hers. “Well for starters, he’s always in you’re head, you might be in love with him, he’s kissed you and if I wasn’t late going back to you, you would have been In love with me, it should have been my lips you should’ve kissed”he leaned In hovering over her lips. “That’s why I hate him, I hate that he reached you before I could and I was too late” he continued as their lips touched but she pulled away. “Stop”, “you’re not too late, I’m just unsure of want I want right now” pity covering her voice. He smiled at her response. He wasn’t too late. “Oh and if you try kissing me again, I’ll really hurt you” she threatened. Taehyung looked at her, a smirk plastered on his face and pecked her forehead and she was frozen in place. “ I won’t do it again until you let me” he said leading her up the grand stair case.

A few minutes later.

“Where are you taking me?” Y/N asked softly curiosity filling her voice as Taehyung lead her through the corridors. “To your Bedroom obviously” he replied not looking at her. “Well shouldn’t at least go home to get some clothes?” She questioned him. “Princess, don’t worry about that” he responded as they reached huge doors with s dragon carvings and the head of a dragon as the handle of the doors. She was amazed at how huge the doors was, but she was more shocked as he opened the doors and they entered the room that was now hers. “Princess, in this room, you have everything, you’ll have privacy and-“ he paused leading her towards her walk in closet. “ Here are all your new clothes, lingers, jewelry and everything else that you’ll need” he finished off letting go of her small hands. “Wow, you had all this panned huh? She asked walking further into the closet. “Of course, I waited for five years and prepared everything”. Y/n let’s out a small laugh looking at hi, “so this is all for me?” She asked “ yes princess” he answered and she rolled her eyes at the nickname. “And how do you know that all the clothes in here fits me”. “Princess, remember your figure very well and its an intuition, I just know you that well” he spoke smiling at her. Y/n couldn’t help but smile him, she was unsure wether he was stupid, psycho or everything in between. She just couldn’t believe he prepared all of this for her. “Well” she starts, “ I still need to grab a few things form my house” she continued. “Like what?” He asked curious. “ like a lot of things” she said eyes widening in frustration, didn’t he just agree to give her space?. “Okay, we can go after you shower” and she nodded in agreement as he began to lead her to the en-suite bathroom, as they entered the bathroom she was in awe at how amazing it looked, two huge diamond chandelier hanging from the ceiling, floor to ceiling windows, couple sinks with huge round mirror that glowed, to the right was two rain showers and right in the middle was a bath made from crystals. As she walked around the bathroom like a kid in a candy store, Taehyung’s hands wrapped around her small waist. “Do you want me to join you in the shower?” He asked teasingly. Then she elbowed him hard In the stomach and he groaned in plain, crouching down to the floor and holding his sides. “Fuck” he groaned. “ I told you not to do that again” Y/n began speaking with spite in her voice, she watched him as he continued soothing his side that was still in pain. She continued looking at him as he was still groaning in pain. “Are you okay?” She asked now feeling bad. But here was no answer just a deeper groan as if he was in more pain. “I’m so sorry” she said, sympathy filling her voice. “Oh, I’m so sorry” she repeated as she began to worry about him. She then crouched down to his level and palmed the right side of his face, and he looked up at her and he saw the worry look on her face. He tried holding in his laugh, he really did but couldn’t and he lets out the small laugh then smirked at her, “you care about me, don’t you?” He asked her, touching her small hand that was on his face. “I thought you were in pain?” She asked Taehyung. “I wasn’t in pain princess, you know how to throw punches and your elbow hits hard but I’m fine, I just wanted to see if you care” he smiled her. She then tried pulled her hand that was on his face away but his hand dripped it hard, she tried pulling it again but his grip still firm on her hand. She was no angry at him, how could he play like that, how could he play with her feelings, she them stood up and he mirrored her. “Princess, don’t be angry” He began playfully “You were the one who elbowed me, I should be the one who’s angry” he continued. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?” “You’re such an asshole” she continued, getting more and more angry. “I know, but now I know you actually care about me” he countered, happiness in his voice, y/n cared for him and he couldn’t be more happy at that fact. “You play way too much” she said looking away from him the frown still apparent on her face.

Then he pulled her closer by her hand that was still in his and hugged her. “I only do it because I love the way you react and I love you” he said, as he lifted her face and her eyes met his and he pecked her forehand with his lips. Y/n was ready to throw another punch but then stopped when Taehyung hurriedly stepped back his arms up ready to defend himself “Princess stop, you’ll end up really hurting me this time” he starts as he watch her lower her fist. She approached him and pushed him out slowly as he took her small hand up to his chest and she began saying “if you don’t want me to hit you then you should probably leave, before my fist meets your face” damn she was sassy and he fell further. “Plus I need to start showering” she continued. “Wait, you’re not gonna let me watch the show” he teased. “What show? Now leave” giving him a final push and he was out the bathroom and she slammed the door in his face. “I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU BABY”Y/n hears him shout on the other side of the door and she couldn’t help but smile. She turned the shower on and began to strip herself off her clothes and entered the showers, now the glass steamed up. As the water hits her face, she sighed out, her muscles now relaxed and her mind blank. As she continued washing her self, her mind couldn’t help but wonder to Taehyung, the man who was showering her with affection and told her he loved her many times and she began to forget about Jungkook. Oh what was he doing to her? She was falling fast and there was no ropes to hold on to.

Outside the bathroom minutes before.

“I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU BABY!” Taehyung shouted as the door slammed in his face. She’s really something, he thought to himself. Then a knock came at the bedroom door. “Boss” he heard, now the smile he had on his face gone, the smile turning into a glare. “What!” He spoke silently still looking at the bathroom door then looking away. “We found your half brother” the voice spoke. “Good!” Taehyung turned on his feet hearing the shower turn on, walking out the bedroom. “I’m sure he’ll be happy to tell me why the fuck, they decided to keep him but leave me” the anger in is voice could kill someone instantly. Looking at the man in front of him Taehyung continued, “ Get me all the information you can and trail him, I’m sure he’ll lead us to my mother”. Taehyung was angry, he questioned why it had to be him, why they left him, a new born baby at front of an adoption center with just a name, nothing but a name but then they had another baby, his mother had another baby and decided to keep him. Thanks to them, he’s where he is now, with vengeance on his mind. Both of his parents left him then both left a new life not caring about him one bit, not one bit and thinking about it made him angry, more angry than any more could imagine. “And the man in the basement?, still not talking?” Taehyung asked walking down the stairs, his men behind him. “ no sir, we’ve done everything, beat him , stabbed him but he’s not taking”. “He’s a loyal dog then” Taehyung asked “yes sir, that’s what he makes it out to be”, the man behind him answered. Then Teahyung began again, “the reason he’s not talking is cause I’m not there” he turned to the man, who bowed his head in fear and respect. “You’re all clearly not doing enough!” He snarled. “Sorry sir, we’ll do better” the man answered as Taehyung rolled up his sleeve, turning again. Walking down to the basement, then scanning his eyes and the huge steel doors swung opened like a vault and there the man was, drenched in blood, a wool sack covering his head. As he hears the footsteps of Taehyung, he began to shiver, he knew Taehyung’s presence, it was almost like all the air disappears when Taehyung enters a room, and everyone bows in fear. “Do I always have to do the job myself?” Taehyung growled, looking at his men who lowered their gazes, then back at the man before him, who was shivering Horrendously and Taehyung pulled the woolen sack off his head. Lowering himself down to meet the man’s eyes, he began “so what’s your name?” But there was no answer, the man just lowered his eyes to the grown and Taehyung huffed out a laugh. “I hate asking twice” Taehyung spoke in a low tone, then holds his right hand out and one of his men placed a hammer in his hand. Playing with the hammer, he span it and then looked at the man. There was fear in his eyes, “you know I’m not like my men, I’m their boss!” He growled as he swung his hand back with force, the hammer in hand and the hammer almost lands in the mans skull before he choked out. “ I’ll tell you everything!” And continued stuttering “ p-p-please d-d-don’t k-kill m-me” tears how filling his eyes. “I guess we’re both finally on the same page” Taehyung said giving the hammer back to his man on his right side. Still looking at the bloodied man ,Taehyung studied his face and watched the way the man’s breath hitched like he was struggling to breathe then the man began “My name is Choi Daniel”, “Nice to meet you Mr Choi” Taehyung countered, just as the man began to speak again, Taehyung interrupted “would you mind telling me why you were stealing at my casino?” Glaring at the man. “I-I-I’m s-s-sorry” Daniel replied stuttering, “ I was forced to-“ “by who?” Taehyung questioned but the man stopped talking “I guess we’re not really on the same page” he said. Holding out his hand again, the same hammer returned and he said “I guess you really want me to break your skull” still playing with the hammer in hand. “I- I really don’t know anything, I was just told to do so and was told not to say anything or else they’ll kill my family” Daniel said scared. “I hate to

break it to you but your family is probably dead, now that you’re caught, it’s likely that they killed your family, to take them off the grid with you” Taehyung said with no emotion in his voice. Daniel’s eyes widen in shock and he began screaming and crying hysterically like a mad man. “NO,NO,NO!, MY FAMILY” he screamed and Taehyung continued looking at him. “Then just kill me, if my family is not hear then just kill me, please!” The man cried out. “PLEASEEE!” He continued and Taehyung looked at him pathetically. “You did me wrong and there’s no guarantee that I won’t kill you, I might let you live but before I make that decision, I need you to give me a name.” Taehyung whispered. The man looked up at him pathetically, tears spilling from his eyes then he said. “He’s known as the wolf of Ilsan” Taehyung smiled, happy that the man answered then said, “I hope you meet your family where ever they might be”, “what?” The man asked eyes widening then Taehyung swung the hammer right into the man’s skill as blood splattered out into him. “Thank you for your Corporation” he said with no emotion in him. There was no life left in the man as his body went limp. Taehyung wasn’t just gonna let anyone do him dirty especially someone who plays with the ops. “Clean this shit up!” Taehyung spoke in a low tone handing the bloodied hammer over to his man. “And find everything you can find out about that wolf!” He continued walking away as get was handed a towel to wipe away the blood on his face. “ find out everything, find where he lives, find where he currently is and Before you find out all these things, don’t think about showing your faces in front of me!” He snarled not looking at them, as his men bowed as he left the basement . Walking out, he was greeted by chase, his right hand man, who always seems to be gone. “And where the fuck were you!” Taehyung snapped, glaring at the man in front of him. “I was finding more information boss and I was at the casino” “what type of information” Taehyung questioned and chase continued “info about the deal we had in Macau, your brother was the leading factor.” “Really?” Taehyung questioned. “Yes boss” Chase confirmed. “Right, well I told the others to keep their eyes on him and get everything as much information as they can” Taehyung spoke as he continued walking up the steps, Chase not far behind. “ So how’s the casino?” Taehyung questioned changing the subject.” A lot better than the week before, we’re making 10 times more” “good” Taehyung said. “And what about the guns?” He asked raising an eyebrow. “We’re making more exchanges and everyone is willing to pay more” chase said and Taehyung nodded as they reached the ground floor of the mansion and there she was waiting for him, in a dress he picked for her, looking like an angel sent from heaven laughing and smiling whilst talking to their maids. She then turned to look at him and met his gaze and he could die at that moment.

“What the fuck happened to you” Y/n asked shocked at his state. “Business princess” he replied as the maids bowed their heads in his presence. “I see you’re getting along well with everyone” he said walking towards her. “Well of-cours- is this your blood?” She asked shocked. “No bab-“ before he could finish she said “then who’s is it?” Now eyebrows raised and eyes widen. Taehyung then looked at the maids and then at chase, tilting his head signaling them to leave and they bowed and left. “Baby it’s really nothing” he began. “It’s not nothing! You have someone’s blood on you” she screamed silently. “Who’s blood is it?” She asked taking a step back and he approved her again lifting his hand to touch her soft face. “ it’s another man’s” he replied leaning in touching her forehead with his. “So this is what you do?” She asked silently and he replied “yes, part of it, if I have to” and she closed her eyes and sighed. “Why?” “Because it’s in me to do so” he continued “I’m a monster, it’s what I do” he said slighting raising his voice and she opened her eyes to meet his but didn’t say anything. She just had to accept what he does, even if he killed people, he was her monster. “You know I would never do it if they didn’t deserve it” he said trying to sooth her. “And how do you make that decision?” Y/n asked back. “I make that decision on if they betrayed me or try to” he replied. “But I never hurt women or children” he said “and I don’t plan to”. He continued stroking her face with his thumb then the silence was broken by her voice. “ what if I want you to stop doing these type of things? …. Would you stop?!” Y/n asked pleadingly. “No, because this is who I am”. He said removing himself from her. “This is who I am” he repeated and she sighed wanting to give up but then said “I guess you don’t really love me then” Taehyung then looked at her eye widening at the accusation “don’t say that” be began as he approached her. “You know that I’m in love with you” “if you really are in love with me then you shouldn’t do these things “ she said stubbornly, not reasoning with him to why he was doing these types of things, she knew deep inside he wasn’t this monster he plays out to be. He approached her again and said “THIS.IS .WHO .I .AM” emphasizing each words. “No it’s not” she screamed. “ IT IS,THIS IS WHO I AM” he countered, his tone now matching hers. “ if this is who you are then I don’t want to be near you” she threatened. “You don’t mean that” he said lowly. “Yes I do”.she spoke Walking backwards. Her movements then stopped when she reached the island in the kitchen. “Princess you don’t mean that, I know you” Taehyung tried touching her face again but then she friend, building up her walls again. “Just give it time you’ll learn to love me” he spoke but she didn’t say anything, she just looked another way. And he sighed. Her walls were now high, too fsr for him to reach. He knew that if she found out what he does, she might leave but he was hoping, no praying that she’ll give him a chance. “I’m gonna shower and I’ll be back down and we can have dinner together” he’s broke the silence as he began to leave the kitchen not looking at her. After showering he came back down, hoping that she wild still be there, but when he reached the kitchen she was gone . Shocked filled his eyes and he began to worry, did she leave him, the women he longed for, did she leave him? He began shouting for her “princess?” But response “BABY!” He shouted louder and Mrs Kang came from the chef’s kitchen approached him.

“Sir, madam is in the garden” she spoke bowing to him and he rushed out to the garden. And there Y/n was looking up at the blossom tree. “I thought you left” he said but she didn’t turn to look at him. “ well you said you’ll be back for dinner so I’m wanting for you” she replied, her eyes still on the tree. He tried reaching out to touch her but then stopped himself, her walls was up so high almost reaching the skies and he couldn’t break them down and all he could do was give her space.

Mrs kang’s voice came from behind telling them dinner was ready, breaking them from their own world. Y/n then turned and finally met his eyes but then quickly looked away and the air around them didn’t feel the same anymore, she was shutting herself away from him. “Let’s go” she began awkwardly and left to go back unto the house and their dinner was nothing but silence. Time went slowly as they ate their dinner in Silence, as their maids watched them but didn’t question anything. Finishing her dinner y/n spoke, “thank you very much Mrs kang, the dinner was lovely” smiling her the chef. “It’s my pleasure”. Then looking away she said “excuse me” and removed herself form the dining table. Taehyung sighed and got up to go after her and the maids and chase bowed their heads in unison. Before she could reached the stairs, he grabbed her wrist and stopped her. “Princess, don’t shut me out” he began, “I’m not shutting you out” she lets out slowly then continued “I just need to get my head straight” then removing his hands from her wrist walking upstairs to her bedroom. Leaving him at the bottom of the stairs watching her leave.

She reached her bedroom and flopped down into her bed, that was soft like clouds and signed out in relief. What had she just sign up for? Forgetting about her phone, she looked and found it on the side of her bed and took it in her hands, as the screen lit up, she saw that there were many messages as well as missed calls left by Jungkook , EziKia and Ashley. Fuck, she thought to herself, how was she face her friend, what was she gonna tell them, that she was kidnapped by the man she saved 5 years ago? And that he confessed his love her and oh yes he’s also a cruel mafia boss. Not to forget the fact that her head is now in Shambles, she doesn’t know what to do, she doesn’t know who she likes, well who she loves anymore. Things were now complicated. Was her love still the same for jungkook, a friend she’s known for a long time, one of her best fiends, one that she might be in love with but scared that it might be love on Both sides. Was her love for Taehyung, a cruel, gruesome mafia boss, who she saved a long time ago, who now confessed his love for her but the thing was she did fall in love with him when they first met at her door step and she couldn’t stop thinking about him for a while but now things were different, he was different and so was she. Things are suddenly more complicated now.

Looking at the phone in her hand, she unlocked it and called her friend. As the call went through, she could hear the scream of her best friend. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU Y/N!” “I’ve been so worried” E continued trying to calm herself down. “I went to your house and waited for you outside the door, kept on ringing the Bell and banging on the front door but here as no answer” E confined crying out in frustration. “Why did you just leave us like that, worrying about you!” She asked not giving Y/n a chance to speak. Hearing her friend cry out like that she didn’t know what to say expect for “I’m sorry”. Upon hearing her voice, E stopped and sighed, “where are you now y/n!” E asked slightly raising her voice. “I can’t tell you right now but when things get better, I’ll tell you everything” Y/n began silently not knowing what else to say. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean!” E screamed. “It’s nothing, I just need to get my head straight, I’ll tell you everything when I get my head together” y/n continued but E was backing now. “NO. YOU ARE MY FRIEND I NEED YOU TO TELL ME IF SOMETHING IS WRONG!” And y/n did nothing else but just sigh in defeat. “I’m at a mans house” y/n began again. “What man? Jungkook?” “No it’s the man that I saved 5 years ago…” and there was just silence over the phone. “So you’re meaning to tell me you’re at the handsome strangers house?, what about jungkook?” E continuously asked. “It’s complicated” “have you told jungkook?”

“No, not yet, like I said, I just need to get my head straight before I speak to him, I just want some distance for now” y/n spoke out quietly. “Okay.” Her friend continued, “spill” “ well, I saw him went I went to the bathroom in the club and I fainted in front of him so he brought me to his house and he basically confessed his love for me” “woah, okay that’s a lot, did you get his name tho?” Her friend questioned. “Yes, his names Kim Taehyung” “WHAT? KIM FUCKING TAE HYUNG? THE MAFIA BOSS?” “Wait, you know him?” Y/n questioned shocked at the fact that her friend knew Taehyung. “ y/n everyone knows Kim Taehyung, he’s like a rogue Bachelor, he’s evil, been with lots of women but never lets it get serious, he plays with them then leaves them, there’s apparently a rumor that he was looking for his first real love-, wait that’s you?” E spoke as her voice raised in shock. “Guilty” y/n replied. “ wow, the world is really small” E said not believing what’s happening. “But this is great, right? He’s in love with you?” “Yeah that’s what he said but I don’t know how I feel, I’m unsure of my feelings for him” “and what about Jungkook? What are your feelings for him?” E countered. “I don’t know either, it’s complicated right now.” Y/n began and sighed “ Taehyung wants me to give him a chance and asked me to live with him in his mansion” “wait WHAT!?” E screamed on the other side slightly out in excitement. “You’re gonna be living with him?” “Yes, to help him and until I figure my feelings out” “To help him out?, what do you mean” E questioned. “It’s nothing, I’ll tell you when everything is settled” y/n spoke as E sighed “okay, but you know I’m only one call away, if you need me I’ll be here okay?” “Okay” “good, I love you y/n” E spoke softly. “Love you too E, bye” and she hung up the phone, almost tearing up. What has she got herself into?

Days then turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and she was still there, still hopelessly trying to change him. It’s been months since she began her training and every time she met him in the house, she would avoid his gaze, she would avoid him like a plague. She also stopped eating with him and blocking him out.

“Princess, you can’t avoid me forever” Taehyung began approaching y/n “I’m not avoiding you, you just happen to my way when I change my mind” she said sarcastically. Taehyung then took her hand, turning her then placing her small hand in his chest, feeling his heart beat. “Baby this is what you do to me” she looked at him but didn’t say anything. Honestly she was falling, he was always treating her really well, a lot more better than the men she was with before, she always woke up with bouquet of roses on the floor of her bedroom and he did everything he could to make her happy and she was great-full honestly but she couldn’t get off her mind the fact that he kills people for a living. A feared mafia boss. “Are you gonna train with me today?” She asked softly “no baby but I’ll be there watching you” “what’s the point of being there then if you’re just gonna watch” she pressed. “Fine I won’t be there” and he walked away. She honestly hated herself for pushing him away like that but she has to in order for him to realize. But realize what?

Turning herself away, she began walking to the training studio, as she entered the glass room, filled with bats, wooden sticks and boxing gloves, she was met by her trainer, one she was not very found of, one that always seem to treat her like an outsider. They began training, boxing and throwing punches at each other and this was getting intense, she y/n over powered the trainer, she raised her head looking up, her knee still on the trainer and her eyes met Taehyung’s and she frowned in annoyance. Didn’t he just say he wasn’t gonna be here but there he was, the almighty boss looking like everything she wanted but didn’t know if she wanted and then she looked away from his gaze. She she lifted herself up, leaving. She women on the floor let’s out a frustrated scream, as if she was embarrassed that Taehyung witness their match and she lost. The trainer threw a stick her way but y/n didn’t bother looking back or picking the stick up she continued walking away. Then she felt a hard hit on her head. “Fuck” she groaned and turned herself, now eyes red filled with anger and all she saw was black.

“Fight me, show me what you’re capable of” the trainer screamed and y/n picked up the stick approaching the women, her face black and the monster inside her wanting to come out. Then the women swung the stick y/n’s way trying to hit her in the head again but y/n blocked the hit, kicking the women in the stomach and the women fell hard. Y/n slowly approached her, still no emotions on her face and struck the women hard with the stick, again and again and again until the women bled in the floor. The women looked up at her, now fears in her eyes, and y/n one last hit and the women passed out on the floor. “This is what you wanted, right? You wanted me to show you what I’m Capable of” she spoke silently with no emotion still and looked up again at Taehyung, who now rose from his seat with shock in his eyes, he just witnessed what y/n was capable of. Y/n’s eyes then went to the men on each side of Taehyung and she saw the way they were looking at her, shocked and fear in their eyes and she was pulled from her trance and she looked down at the women. The women who looked lifeless on the floor, blood spewing from her mouth and bruises now forming on her face. Y/n then walked away, realizing what she just did and then threw the stick on the floor leaving the glass room. As she left, she didn’t she the look on Taehyung’s face, a look that almost seemed impressed at y/n.

The truth was deep down inside she was exactly like him but pride didn’t let her admit that she was becoming a monster, his monster.

Walking away, y/n couldn’t control her breathing, she just almost killed a person and she couldn’t what she did and that was really concerning to her. She hurriedly continued walking until she reached the mansion. She tried to calm herself down but couldn’t, she was breathing hard, she had no more control almost having a panic attack. “Princess…” Taehyung’s voice came softly from behind. Y/n turned hurriedly with panic in her eyes, she didn’t know what do do, or what to say. Taehyung saw the was she was struggling to breath and pulled her closer, grabbing her by her arms and spoke as softly as he could. “Baby breath, breath slowly” & she began to gain control again, breathing out with Taehyung. “That’s it princess, that’s my girl” Taehyung continued soothing her. “Good girl” he finished, rubbing her arms to soothe her more. After calming down, y/n finally looked up at him. “I just almost killed her…” she cried out. “Taehyung what did I do” she asked worriedly, looking at him with pleading eyes. “Baby, she’s fine, she’ll recover, don’t worry about it” Taehyung soothed. “ how can I not worry, I almost killed her” she screamed silently in Agony. “I hurt her” tears now filling her eyes. “Baby she’ll be fine” Taehyung responded pulling her into an embrace and she calmed down. That was the thing y/n failed to Acknowledge, the fact that he can make her forget everything around them and make her feel better. As she places her head on his chest, she could feel his heartbeat and it was damn fast, was he happy at this situation or was he nervous? Y/n couldn’t place a answer on that. Pulling out of her thought, she pulled away from him awkwardly, it felt like time had slowed down when they embraced each other but I’m Reality, time went fast and they embraced each other more than 15 minutes. Y/n looked up at Taehyung Slowly and said “I’ll get going, I need to shower” and before Taehyung could respond, she left towards the stairs leaving him again.

Two hours after the incident

Y/n hid in her room, she couldn’t face anyone in the house, not the maids, not the guards, not even Taehyung. What was she turning into, she couldn’t face her own reality and it was hard for her. She continued sitting in silence when she heard a knock on her door. She didn’t want to answer, she didn’t want to face or see anyone right now after what she did so she quietly sat on her bed not making any sound. “Princess, I know you’re in there…please open the door” Taehyung pleased on the other side. “Baby let me in-” Taehyung continued but was interrupted by her harsh voice. “How many times do I have to tell you, I’m not your baby, I’m not your girl I’m not your anything so leave me the fuck alone” y/n screamed. “I don’t want to see anyone right now either so leave!” She continued with her harsh tone. But Taehyung is not one to give up so he continued as well “Baby- y/n she’s fine, she’s not hurt, you didn’t do anything wrong, please just let me in” he spoke calmly but her rough tone followed after. “SHE ALMOST DIED, SHE NOT ALRIGHT, I-I-I ALMOST KILLED HER” y/n screamed. “Almost baby, she’s not dead” “How can you say that Taehyung? After what I did” y/n continued. “Because you did what you have to baby” Taehyung spoke softly. “You did what you had to” “I didn’t have to do anything, I should’ve stopped” y/n began crying softly. “Baby it’s not your fault, she pushed you…baby please let me in” Taehyung pleaded. “Please” “no leave me alone, GO AWAY, I’m a monster.” She finally admitted. “I’m becoming a monster like you so leave me alone” she continued harshly. Her harsh worlds didn’t come unheard by Teahyung, he heard it very clearly, he was a Monster to her and he was hurt from her words. “ if you’re not gonna see me, you should at least eat something, I don’t want you becoming sick, so when you’re ready, come down to eat, I won’t be there” he said quietly before leaving. Why did she have to do that, why couldn’t she just accept what she was, it wasn’t like she was becoming something new, that monster was always inside her but she just didn’t want to face the truth, the truth that they were the same. They fit perfectly like a key and lock, just like how a hand fits perfectly in the right glove. Her feelings were all over the place, she just kept on denying what’s real And the hard truth was that she was in love with him.

An hour after he left her door.

Y/n walked silently our her room, by now it was dark, the moon was shining down and the stars were shining bright. She kept quietly walking down the long dark hall, trying to be as discreet as she could finally reaching the stairs. Walking down slowly, she noticed that it was awfully quiet, there was no sound in the mansion, it was almost haunting. As she approached the kitchen, she noticed Mrs kang and maids cleaning things up and realized that it was the dinner she was supposed to have with Taehyung but she didn’t say anything. As she reached the kitchen, she stood there quietly, Mrs kang, the head maid still didn’t noticed her until she cleared her voice. “Madam, I’m so happy to see you, I heard from Mr Kim that you weren’t feeling well, how are you feeling now” Mrs kang asked. Taehyung lied for her? “Oh yes, I had a little headache but I’m feeling a lot better now” she lied. But In her head she couldn’t get out of her head the fact that Taehyung lied for her when she felt uncomfortable. “That’s great madam, are you wanting anything?” Mrs kang asked pulling her from her thoughts. “Yes, I’m feeling a little hungry, would you be able to make me something?” She asked softly. “Yes madam it would be my pleasure” Mrs Choi replied with a smile on her face. “What would you like madam?” “I bowl of ramen would be amazing please!” She replied with a huge smile on her face and Mrs kang got to work and stated to make the bowl of ramen for her. As she watched Mrs kang make the ramen, her thoughts wondered to Taehyung and she asked Mrs kang “Mrs kang, has Taehyung eaten anything?”And Mrs Kang looked at her worriedly, “no madam, sir hasn’t had anything to eat, he’s been really busy with business and he was really worried about you so he couldn’t eat anything” Mrs Kang relied and shock filled Y/n but why was she, he told her many times that he cared for her and confessed Many times his feelings for her but she still denied it. Maybe she was scared of the fact that If she fell in love and showed her true feelings, she could hurt other people. “ oh really?, would you be able to make him something?”

“Yea madam, I would love to, what does madam have in mind?” Mrs kang questioned “ Erm in not sure, what does he like?” She couldn’t believe she was worried about him and now asking about what he likes. “Mr Kim loves Japchae, he loves meat and everything in between” Mrs kang answered with a loving smile. “ Then could make him a bowl of ramen with extra meat” y/n replied smiling softly. “Okay madam” Mrs kang spoke as she began making another bowel of Ramen. After a while, Mrs kang handed her the dish and she began eating and Taehyung then entered the kitchen but didn’t even look at her or acknowledge her. He didn’t say a word. The Mrs kang broke the silence as Taehyung opened the fridge grabbing a bottle of water then looked at Y/n who then avoided his gaze. The tension in the room could kill someone. “Mr Kim, Madam thought you would be hungry so she asked us to make you a bowl of ramen with extra meat” Mrs kang began but Teahyung didn’t say a thing, he just kept looking at y/n, who kept on avoiding his gaze. “Really?” He finally spoke with sarcasm in his voice and y/n rolled her eyes at his remark and he sat down in front of her. The bowl of ramen placed in front Of him but he kept on staring at her and she kept on avoiding his eyes. “Did you really ask them make this for me?” He asked. “No” she finally meeting his eyes and the heat rose to her face and was was blushing hard from embarrassment. “Don’t lie to me” he said firmly and he looked at him with a pout but she couldn’t keep the eye contact, his gaze was burning through her. “Yes, I did” she replied slowly and he grabbed her face with his left hand and turned her face to face him. And the frown on his face turned into a wide smile. “Thank you princess” he said softly and she couldn’t help but blush and she removed his hand from her face. “You’re welcome” she replied with a soft smile lowering her gaze. Chase and the maids just looked at them in awe, they just couldn’t believe what they just saw, these two idiots are obviously in love with each other but one didn’t want to push the other and one didn’t want to accept her feelings. Taehyung finally took a bite of his food and smiled like a baby and y/n looked at him looking confused as fuck. How the hell does someone attitude change in seconds? It’s unbelievable. “Wow this is amazing, baby you chose well, how did you know this would be one of my favorite dish?” He smiled widely looking at her with loving eyes. She cringed at the nickname and she was fuming and wanted to tell him to fuck off but decided to say “Mrs kang told me what you liked” with no emotion. “Well baby I love it, thank you” he said winking at her. She could punch him in his beautiful but she didn’t want to ruin the moment. “You’re welcome” she spoke softly. “I wasn’t talking to you princess, I was thanking Mrs kang for making this beautiful dish” he teased. She scoffed, letting out a Laugh and she thought to herself what a cocky asshole, now she was more than annoyed but held her emotions and continued smiling then looked away . But she didn’t catch the way he was looking at her, proud to have made her angry, he loved it, her walls were finally breaking down again. They continued having dinner with small conversations then his phone rang. As he picked up he looked at her and said “ I’ll be back baby” and walked to his office leaving y/n with Mrs Choi and Chase.

As he left y/n whispered “Cocky Bastard” with annoyance in her voice and, Chase’s eyes landed on y/n then he looked away and his eyes met Mrs kang and they both nodded and moved to sit down I’m front of y/n . Y/n looked confused, she didn’t know what was happening but held herself. “ Miss Y/n, how are you?” Chase began with a firm look on his face. “I’m alright thanks” y/n replied and gave them him a warm smile. “How are finding the mansion, is it up to your standards?”Chase asked warily. “It’s more than up to my standard” y/n replied still smiling. “That’s great to hear” chase spoke finally smiling. “You know I’ve never seen my boss like this, from all the years that I’ve known him, I’ve never seen him this happy.” He continued whilst Y/n kept silent “he’s been looking for you ever since the day you saved him and I’ve honestly never seen him put his life on the line like this. He willing to give everything up to be with you and you’re all he can think about . When he’s stressed he thinks about you, when he’s angry he thinks about you and he calms himself down from the thoughts of you. He’s in love with you and he’s willing to do anything to be with you but I’m just wondering what are you’re feelings for him?”

Y/n didn’t know what to say, she didn’t know how to answer and she just said “I’m not sure of my current feelings for him” she lied, I’m honesty she knew, she just didn’t want to live with that truth. She didn’t want to confess her feelings to him if she didn’t know if she liked someone else. Jungkook, he was still there buried inside her mind, her feelings for him was still unknown, of-course she likes him as a friend but it could be something deeper. They always had something for each other. And with Taehyung, he makes her feel like she’s not the only insane person and he always made her feel like she found her home and she always felt his affections and everyday he told her how much she meant to him. And she didn’t want to say the same thing if her feelings were meant elsewhere. “I’m not sure of my feelings for him Right now..I-“ before she could continued chase interrupted “boss is always a fighter, he shows no mercy and no one can hurt him but when you’re hurting and you ignore it he looks like he’s been shot and looks like he could die….look, what I’m to say here is that he loves you more than his life, he went to your house everyday after he left the day you saved him but you weren’t there and he kept trying until he found you and he wanted to confess his feelings and all he’s looking for is for you to love him back.” He smiled softly after speaking. “He went to my house?” y/n questioned confused. “Yea he went there everyday for so many years, always with a bouquet of flowers. Lavender flowers cause he thought you would love them. He always said that Lavender roses meant-“ “love at first sight” y/n finished off. “It means love at first sight” she whispered to herself in awe. “Yes, he fell deeply in love with you and still is, I just hope one day you’ll feel the same way and that you don’t keep him waiting” chase continued “I’m sure one day” y/n said giving him a smile. They spoke and spoke for a few more minutes and she felt like she was home. Chase and Mrs kang made her feel better and she felt so happy. They joked as laughed and the conversation continued until they heard Taehyung cleared his throat and chase jerked away from y/n I’m shock. They all looked at Taehyung and he looked mad. He was jealous, jealous of the fact that she didn’t smile like this around him, jealous of the fact that she’s always happy with a another man but him. He approached them and nodded for Mrs Kang and chase to go away and they left. Y/n turned facing away from him on her chair and he approached her. She could feel his hot breath on the back of her shoulder as he leaned in, he wanted to kiss her and show her affections but didn’t want to push her away so he pulled back. “I want you to come with me to my club” he said holding back his emotions and she turned towards him. Her eyes widen in shock as she turned, she didn’t expect him to be so close, so close that they could feel each other’s breath. She stared at him then said “now?” “Yes princess, could you come with me?” lifting his hand to hold her on her shoulder. “But I don’t have anything to wear” she said looking away. “ baby haven’t you looked inside your closet?, you have everything, I’m sure you’ll find something nice to wear” he said softly. “How long do need to get ready?” He asked. “Around an hour?” “AN HOUR?!” Shock rolled his voice. “ yes Teahyung, if you want me you’ll have to wait” she spoke smiling up at him, her walls down again. “Okay be ready in an hour I’ll be waiting” he said with one last look at her then walked away.

One hour later.

An hour had passed and y/n finally got really, she wore a aquatic Versace dress that had a low neckline, with beadings that shaped into star fishes and it had a high slit all the way up her thigh. The dressed hugged her figure like a glove and hugged it right in every way showing her curves. With her tight fitting dress, she wore black lace up Versace heels. Her makeup was light but made her look like a goddess. She wore her hair down in a wavy style and wore matching pearl necklace and matching Chandelier earrings. She took one last look at herself and smirked at how good she looked. She finally walked out her room and towards the stairs and she began walking down but then stopped. At the bottom of the stairs stood him, Kim Taehyung, looking like everything she could have, he was wearing a white lace martini Dolce and Gabbana suits, with a black shirt underneath and Matching black trousers. On his hand right hand a Rolex and on his cuff, diamond cuff links . His hair slick back with one loose strand and he looked like sex on legs, she could have him in a instant if she didn’t hide her feelings. From hearing her footsteps he turned to look At her and could instantly fall to his knees from looking at her. She looked like an angel that was sent to save him wearing a dress that he picked for her wardrobe, her curves like something he’s never seen before and that neckline, the dress holding her breast just right. She was wearing everything he brought for her and he couldn’t hold back his smile. As she looked down at him, her gaze then tuned to the dozen men behind him who were also in awe, Taehyung saw the way she was looking at his men so he cleared his throat and they bowed to her presence. She continued walking down Until she was one step above him, but her height a little a few inches shorter than him and she looked up then into his eyes. “you look amazing, I could die from just looking at how beautiful you are” he confessed. “Thank you” she blushed and she attempted to look away but his hand went up to her face and Turned it back to face him. “Don’t look away princess, you look too good to be feeling shy” he teased and all she could do was smile. “I got you a present” he spoke as her eyes widen in shock, he brought her a present?, but they weren’t even together and she kept on rejecting his feelings as well as her own. But clearly he didn’t stopped trying and that’s what she’s beginning to fall even if she didn’t acknowledge it. “You didn’t have to” y/n began as he pulled pulled out the present de his trouser pocket. “Of course I did, you deserve it” she watched as he pulled out a small Dior gift box and she signed out smiling at him, she couldn’t believe that he went out of his way to get her something, even though she’s wearing everything she bought her. Then he opened up the box and there it was, a Diamond Dior bracelet, that was worth more than she could imagine. He reached out his hand waiting for her to place hers in his and she hesitated for a moment then placed her small manicure hand in his and met his gaze. He gazed down at his hand then took the bracelet out it’s box and placed it on her small wrist handing the box to Chase who was just staring at them happily. “You ready?” Taehyung asked with love in his eyes and she nodded. He then hooked her arms on his and y/n tried to pull away but his hold was firm. “You already gave your hand to me and I’m not letting it go” and she gave up at his remark and relaxed herself. Walking toward his car as his men followed not far behind he spoke “have I told you how amazing you look?”

“Yes you already told me that” y/n replied letting a small smile fall on her face. “Well I’m telling you again, you look so fucking good, I can’t take my eyes off you” and she blushed at his comment. “Baby I love it when you blush” he said again smiling down at her. “Stop” she lets out as they reached his car. “I won’t stop until I’m satisfied complimenting you” he spoke winking at her as he opened the door to let her in and she rolled her eyes. “If you keep rolling your eyes I-“ “what will you do Mr Kim? Huh?” She said challenging him. “Do you want to know?” She nodded at his question and a smirk fell onTo his face. “I’ll show you who I really am, I’ll fu-“ “STOP” She screamed shocked at his comment. “ stop, we’re not at that level yet!” She said glaring at him. “ You were the one who asked me what I would do and I was just simply answering your question” he said acting innocent as he got into his car. “

Also, what did you mean when you said we’re not on that level yet?” He said curious about her comment earlier. “Nothing Tae-” “baby, stop, tell me” he ushered. “Well we’re just beginning to get to know each other right?” She questioned answering him. “Of course” he said unable to hide his happiness. The car finally starts to head off to the club as he held her hand firmly in his and looked straight. The drive to the club was better than she expected with light conversation.

At the dragon’s lair

As they approached the club, they continued to have a light conversation, the wall That she built up was now breaking down slowly. The car came to a stop and one of his men opened up the door for y/n and she got out as Taehyung got out on the other side. He rounded the car and reached her side hooking her arm into his and she tied to pull away but he didn’t let her and all she could do was look at him. As they walked in she realized where she was “wait. You owns this club!!” She asked shock filling her voice. “Yes princess, I own a lot of things, well I own most of the casinos and clubs in Seoul” he answered looking down at her smiling widely. “Right”

She spoke out quietly. As they entered further into the the club, she could feel cold hazes on them as everyone bowed in their presence and she tried pulling away again but he didn’t budge. They began walking through the crowd and everyone paved away for them and she could hear voices whispering, wondering who she was but she just tried to ignore it. Now everyone’s beginning to think that she’s his women. As they approached the V.I.P area he stopped in his tracks and began “princess I have some business to attend first, I want to you wait for me here okay?” He asked softly and y/n looked at him and simply nodded and started heading to the V.I.P section but his hand reached out to pull her into his embrace. “You’re not gonna give me anything?” “Like what” she asked curious “kiss me” he commanded and she lets out a laugh, “you must be joking” she laughs but his face was like stone no emotion all. “I’m not one to joke around baby” “no Taehyung” and she pulled away and takes her in the V.I.P Room. Taehyung didn’t say anything else, he only looked at her as she sat down and couldn’t help but love her brattiness even more and then he walked away to get on with his business. He told his men at the door to look after her as he left. Time had passed and Y/n was beginning to get bored waiting for him so she decided to go and have some fun. She walked down the steps from the V.I.P area and walked through the crowd towards the bar to get a drink, she’s not just gonna sit there waiting for him, she’s gonna have a few drinks and have fun. Taking her seat at the bar she ordered a martini, and began grooving to the music and after her drink was made, she began drinking getting lost in her thought, thinking of this Ridiculous situation she for herself into.

Taehyung finally got out of his business meeting and won the deal. Again. Walking back from his office to the V.I.P area, he noticed that y/n wasn’t there and he glared at the guard that was supposed to look after Y/n and pulled his gun out. “Didn’t I tell you to look after her!!?” He yelled angrily and the fear in the guards eyes was unreal, he was scared to death. “I’m sorry boss, I didn’t know she left, I’m so sorry” the man cried and as Teahyung was gonna shoot him, his eyes landed on her at the bar and he sighed out in relief. Looking at the man who was kneeling in front of him he spoke out “chase take care of this” and the man was pulled from the room screaming for help. As he was gonna walk down the stairs, he felt arms crawl around him like snakes and he turned and there she was, the same girl, the same girl that he almost fucked a few months ago, “I don’t have time for you right now” he spoke trying to get her arms off him but she tried again snaking her arms around his torso. “Stop” he glared “ why, we always fuck Taehyung” the girl said. “Taehyung?, since when did I give you permission to say my name?” Taehyung spoke harshly. The girl lowered her eyes and Teahyung started walking away towards y/n again but then stopped in his tracks, thinking for a moment then turned with playfulness in eyes, he was now starting a game. “Sorry baby, you know I want to play but I now have a girl, if you could get her permission to let me play with you then I’ll fuck you” then he leaned in towards her ears “hard”and pulled back and there was excitement I’m the girls eyes. “Where is she?” She asked and Taehyung turned them both around now behind her and Pointed to y/n at the bar “ she’s over there” and the girl didn’t think twice and walked towards y/n almost angry and frustrated. Kim Taehyung now has a women and he was gonna leave her and now she’s angry. Y/n was having fun at the bar at the bar drinking her martini, whilst moving to the music. She then feels a presence behind her and she turned and there stood a angry looking girl that she’s never ever seen in her life. “Hi” y/n began and the women walked closer “so you’re my Taehyung’s women!!” The women asked angrily. “Girl you’ve got wrong, I’m not his girl” “I know you’re not, you look like a joke- you’re not even that pretty” the girl began insulting but y/n held herself and laughed “ right, thanks for opinion” and she turned her back towards the girl and the girl screamed pulling y/n from her seat “don’t turn away from me bitch” and y/n smirked scoffing, the audacity of this girl. “Anything else?!” Y/n asked “yea, Kim Taehyung is my man, so stay away from him” “gladly baby, he’s not mine I’m the first place” y/n responded smirking. The girl in front Of her had the widest smile on her face as she friend away thinking she just won she hears y/n voice began from behind “But I am living with him so it’s gonna be hard to avoid him, especially when he’s sleeping beside me with his hard cock every night”

“What did you say!!!?” The girl states angrily. “I’m just saying it’s gonna be hard to avoid if he’s sleeping next to me every night with his cock up my ass” y/n said cockily. The girl then swung at her hand and the hand landed in y/n face and she tried to slap her again but y/n grabbed her hand with her left them swung her right hand and it landed hard on her face and she did it again and again and the girl stumbled backwards. The monster was coming out. “Do you want me to spell it out for you?” Y/n questioned angrily, “he’s not my man, well not yet that is but if I wanted him, he’ll come running to me but as I can see, he doesn’t want you” she continued with a a smirk on her face. “If you ever think about laying a hand on me, I’ll break your neck, okay baby?” “Fuck you” the girl spat and y/n hands balled into fist and the fist landed right in the girls face and she blacked out. There was commotions around her but she didn’t care, she just held her own. Then she met Taehyung’s gaze and he has the huge smirk on his face and around him was other girls, lots of girls. “This asshole”, she said to herself, she just fought of a crazy women because of him cause he had the audacity to tell her that she was his and now he has other crazy women latching onto him like leaches? He must be fucking crazy. The women on his left began began to kiss up his neck whilst his eyes were still on y/n “fucking bastard” she said now jealous and she began walking towards him with fire in her eyes. He confessed his feelings for her and now he’s letting other girls grope him, he must be out of his mind. But she didn’t accept his feeling or take her own into account right? So she doesn’t have the right to feel jealous but the fire inside her was burning and she has to do something about it. Walking through the crowd, she headed for the stairs that led to the V.I.P section and straight toward Taehyung. She looked at him straight in the eyes and took a few more strides and took her seat on his lap. He loved the way she held herself, he was more than I love right now. As she sat on his lap, she finally spoke “hey baby” looking at Taehyung straight in the eyes and hovering over his Lips with hers, then her eyes went to the girl on his left who was still kissing his neck then y/n harshly grabbed the women’s face and the women let’s put a worried scream. “Get your filthy lips off him” she said with anger. The women’s eyes widen and she stepped away from Him and so did the others. But then the women began to question in a loud voice filled with courage “who the fuck are you” challenging y/n “I suggest you watch your tone”the monster was fully out now. “I’m his women so if you don’t want your neck snapped in half, walk away and don’t think of coming near him.” She glared and the women backed off in fear, bowed their heads and left. “So you’re gonna let girls people touch you!?” Y/n questioned glaring at him with Piercing eyes. “But I thought we weren’t together..” Taehyung contended and anger consumed y/n “right” she said annoyed lifting herself off his lap but he held her there. “We’re not together so get your hands off me, so I can get off you” y/n spoke harshly meeting his gaze. “Baby..” “Let me go Taehyung.” But he didn’t move not one bit, his hands remained on her hips and back holding her in place. “LET.ME .GO!” she spoke loudly as she saw Taehyung eyes change “no, baby, you already took you seat here and I’m not letting you go” The monster inside him now out as well, glaring at each other. She struggled in his hold but she didn’t budge, he held her in place. “If you don’t let me go I-” “what’ll you do baby hum?” He challenged and her hand lifted and landed hash on his face and his grip loosen around her and the shock filled his eyes and she got up off his lap and said “fucking asshole!” Then left out of the area and left Taehyung behind. Taehyung was mad, more mad than he should’ve been but that’s what she does to him, he followed her though the crowd and he was seeing red.

Finally out of the crowed she came to a quieter space and not far behind was Taehyung, approaching her as she slowed down. She tried to calm herself down and control her breathing down. She was jealous, not that she’s ever gonna admit it, she was jealous, he said he loved her but let other women touch him like that. She was fuming. Jealousy was a dangerous weapon and she was going to try to hide it. “Y/N!” Taehyung’s loud voice came from Behind and she stopped in her tracks. His footsteps were harsh and fast, in a matter of moments he was behind her but she didn’t bother turning. “Look at me” He began but she didn’t budge. “Baby look at me” and she stood still. “Princess” he grits his teeth annoyed and forces her to turn towards him eyes finally meeting. “What!” She began, spite in her voice. “Oh so now jealous?,but I can’t get jealous?” He asked holding her in place. “Jealous!?! Jealous my ass!” She turned, then he spun her around lips landing on hers and she jerked away smacking him hard in the face but he kissed her again, pushing her up against the wall, tongue poking at her lips, she was still angry at him so she didn’t open her lips. He kept on kissing her like A mad man and held her right against him. His hand then went from her back down to her ass and squeezed it causing her to moan “ahh mmhmm” she moaned. As her lips opened, he took the chance to slide his tongue inside her mouth and she was a moaning mess under him. “Mmhm” she moaned out and he groaned against her lips pulling away for air. “Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me” he groaned out and watched the way she breathed, her face was now flushed pink. He leaned in again hovering over her lips, thinking that she was gonna pull away he held her head in place but then she leaned up kissing him on the lips “fuck” he moaned out. The kiss turned rough, tongue fighting for Dominance and she gave up letting him Win and they were both panting. “Baby-“ she moaned against his lips. “What did you just call me?” He asked Hopeful. “Bab-humph” he attached his lips against hers before she could finish, kissing her like he was a man thirsty for water. Hands traveling down to her ass, he gave it a light squeeze and she moaned out, removing her lips from his head tilting back, “you like that princess?” He growled leaning in to suck on her neck. He leaned in, lips attached to her neck, giving it a few licks, kissing, sucking then biting on to it and she moaned out loudly “ahh-FUCKK-Babyy—” tilting her head further back giving him more access. He continued teasing and Torturing her neck, as purple marks began forming and he pulled back satisfied with his work. He looked at how fucked she looked and couldn’t be more happy that he caused it. He leaned in hovering over her lips teasingly but didn’t let their lips touch and y/n huffed of a frustrated moan. “Don’t tease me” “ I’m not princess” he said finally leaning in to give her some satisfaction. She kissed him back and all her walls were broken down. She was giving herself to him. He kissed down her neck slowly and she closed her eyes and felt him run her sides slowly teasing her, then he moved his hands back down to her ass and squeezed it while biting down on her neck. “Baby-“she moaned out as he continued teasing her. Then her she opened her eyes and lets out a sigh, then her eyes landed on a figure in the corner, staring at them In shock. She hurriedly pushed Taehyung away and Taehyung looked at her confused “princess-“ but she didn’t even look at him, she looked at the figure walking away, shock filling her eyes.

“Jungkook?” She spoke silently.. Watching him walk away as guilt began to rush Into her heart.

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The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Falling onto her bloody knees on the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

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The Mafia’s Princess (3)

Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.

This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.

Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst. 

Previous: https://temptingempress.tumblr.com/post/641614237353099264/the-mafias-princess-jhs-2

“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things. 

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Bitch Boss || J.HS

Pairing : Jung Hoseok X Reader

Genre :  Fluff, tad bit of Angst?

Summary : " Second thing you need to know? My name is Jung Hoseok, and you're mine."

Wordcount: 1.7k

[ A/N: Lmao guys, here I am. Stress writing while I could also be studying. But no. My shit ass just had to stress write for no valuable reason. Anyway, I had this idea with Hobi in a gang au for like two years already and here it finally is. Also, I didn't check my spelling lmao. Enjoy!]

The man in front of you seemed to think the same, because he gulped before chickening out.

You glared at the man in front of you. Hard. Very hard, in fact if glares could kill, the man in front of you would be lying dead on the floor.

" I'll just-" His voice cracked.

He swallowed before clearing it.

" My friend will talk to you." He said before leaving.

You rolled your eyes before going to inspect your nails.

It's been four hours.

Four hours since this rookie gang had caught you. You were pretty sure that you would have no problem getting out of here.

A new man entered the room while you were more intrested in your nails.

" So, princess. There's only a few things you'll need to know. First of all, you're not leaving this place. Ever. Or my side to be more specific." The man smiled.

Way too angelic you decided as you looked up from your nails.

Not leaving his side?

" Second thing you need to know? My name is Jung Hoseok, and you're mine."

-

It's been a few days since you've been living with Hoseok, and so far, so good.

Apparently he was part of Bangtan, one of the most feared gangs in South Korea, and he did not know that you were trained to be an assassin. He tough you were an ordinary girl with a big mouth.

" C' mhere." Hoseok opened his arms in expectations of you running into them.

You raised your brow at him, once again inspecting your nails.

" What is it with you and your nails? Want a manicure or something?" He asked.

You snorted.

" You don't understand women at all do you?" You asked sharply.

" Oh shit, are you on your period? What do you want me to do? I can get you chocolates and stuff. Maybe a heat pack?-"

" Let me go." You asked, more like stated as an order.

The shine in his eyes left, and his smile faded into a thin line.

" No." 

" That's what's wrong with you, Hoseok. Not me. You canmot keep a woman here and expect her to love you." You stated.

You would use your assassin skills, but you couldn't. No matter what happened, the most you would do is knock someone out.

The reason why you haven't full up attacked Hoseok yet was because you couldn't kill, you knew that he wouldn't let you go that easily anyway. And because you could see the hurt little boy underneath the layer of guns and bombs. You knew you had to think trough your plan of escaping.

Meanwhile the look in Hoseok's eyes softened.

" I'm sorry..... Come with me." He ordered and turned around.

Once he realized that you were still seated and not planning to get up anytime soon, he turned back to you and walked over, grabbing your hand and pulling you up.

" Where are we going?" You asked him.

" Training."

-

His training of that afternoon turned out to be much easier than you were used to. Apparently he decided that you should learn the basics for when things go south while he isn't around, you didn't complain about it. 

Today he was going to teach you how to use a gun.

A poor choice really.

" No, you're supposed to- Yeah, like that exactly. How did you know I was going to say that?" He asked.

You gulped but shrugged.

" Well, it's loaded already. Tey to hit the target." Hoseok told you.

Your eyes widen.

The thing was loaded?

An extremely poor choice really.

You turned the gun to him, pointing it directly over his heart.

Hoseok's eyes widen as he didn't expect the move.

" Y/N, don't play around with that. " 

Your eyes sharpened and clicked the safety off.

" Y/N, I'm serious-"

You managed to get him to shut him up by turning the gun and hitting the furthest target straight in the bulls eye.

He turned to look at it before turning back to you.

" There's something I haven't been really honest about Hoseok. I'm not as innocent as I look." You smiled coyly before putting the gun down on the table in front of you and walking away.

" Fuck that was sexy." Hoseok said as he watched you walk away.

He grinned to himself before shaking his head.

" Time to redo that background check."

-

It's been a few months since you've been with Jung Hoseok in his mansion. And suprisingly enough, you didn't hate it. In fact, you were slowly falling in love. It pained you when you realized it. It had started with the little moment back in the training session, and then he started letting you go around the property freely, and up till now he started downright spoiling you. You smiled as you tough of him. 

Your little moment was cut short however as the wall beside you exploded.

Literally exploded.

Your ears were ringing as you tried to get up, but your legs were giving up on you.

" There she is, experiment 0572." Someone said.

You were suprised to hear anything trough your ringing ears.

Your suprise was cut short as your eyes sharpened.

Experiment 0572.

The name you were given as assassin.

The name you had before you ran away.

Before Hoseok decided to take you off the shitty three jobs you had and decided that you were his.

The fear of losing of what you had now managed to get you up on your shaking legs, your hands balling at your sides before you threw the first punch.

A poor decision as you were weakened.

-

" Hoseok! We have serious problems!" Jungkook yelled ad he entered his office.

" Can't be more worse than this stupid gun which needs to be fixed." Hoseok grumbled back.

" It's about Y/N." Jungkook breathed.

Hoseok stopped with what he was doing and turned his full attention to the younger.

" She's taken from your house. I don't know all the details. Just that there was an explosion and these weird lookimg dudes were there and- I don't understand any of it. Just watch this, maybe you do." Jungkook said, slamming a sd cards onto his desk.

" It's the security tape from outside. Yoongi hyung's already searching for the van that appeared in the video." Jungkook said as Hoseok nodded, wasting no time and putting the sd card in his laptop.

The wall blew up and you were catapulted backwards. 

Hoseok sucked in a breath at the sight.

He was caught by suprise when he saw you get up.

" There she is, experiment 0572." A man smirked down at your form.

Hoseok looked at his screen in confusion, experiment 0572?

The man smirked at you and something inside you snapped as you threw a lunch at his face, he was quick to react , throwing a punch right on your sleep, effectively knocking you out.

" This is experiment 0572?" One of the other men in the room asked.

" She's stronger than she looks.I've seen it on tape. Now let's move it before whatever sugar daddy she has comes back home." The man who knocked you out said, and another man unceremoniously threw you in the back of the van.

Hoseok felt rage built up inside him by the sight of someone hurting you. He rewound part of the tape, taking a closer look at the logo on his jacket.

He smirked as he got a clear picture of the tiger on the back of the man's vest.

Hsg.

Hsg was a small rising gang, but not for long.

Because they obviously didn't do their homework right.

You might be some kind of expiriment to them, but you are overall Hoseok's.

And they will certainly not get away with taking what is his.

Hoseok smirked as he called Yoongi.

-

You woke up to the sound of screaming, as if someone was suffering.

A sound you hated.

The sight that came with it was a sight you hate just as much.

There's a lot of blood around you, and a few dead bodies.

Not a pretty sight.

Your stomach wad empty, but if you had any food in it, you were pretty sure that it would have been out by now.

" Princess?" You heard a voice call softly from beside you.

Your eyes lighten up in realization.

Hoseok was here.

He had actually come to save you.

You started mumbling trough the gag that was placed in your mouth.

" I know, I know. I got you." He said as he took the gag off you, holding you in his arms.

You started crying with closed eyes, you weren't sure when the last time was that someone held you.

You especially had never experienced the feeling of being held so secure before.

Your eyes opened again as you took sight of the man in doorway, it was the very man who had knocked you out.

Your eyes widened when you realized he was holding a gun in his hand, and it was aimed right at Hoseok's back.

With a shaky breath you took Hoseok's gun from it's holder.

You felt Hoseok still against you.

" Y/N-"

You clicked the safety off and shot the man.

Twice.

One bullet in both shoulders.

You didn't have it in you to kill him, you couldn't do it.

Hoseok pulled away from you, but didn't let you go.

He took the gun from you and shot the man straight in the head.

" I'll always have you. Thank you for having me." He  wishpered in your hair as he pulled you back into an embrace.

WANTED || J.JK

Pairing : Jungkook X Reader

Genre : fluff, later on angst too

Summary : “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

Wordcount: 0.7k

WARNINGS : none it's only the prologue calm down.

WANTED MASTERLIST || NEXT 

Jungkook sighs once he's finally home, quietly closing the door behind him and taking his shoes off, before throwing his keys on the livingeoom table.

" Have you got any idea what time it is?" 

Jin is standing in the doorway in the hallway leading to the bedrooms, with his arms crossed. He's obviously not happy.

Jungkook shruggs his shoulders.

" I don't know. Pass me the guitar and we'll find out." Jungkook smirks as he holds his hand out in the direction of Jin, who's standing beside one of the guitars.

His smirk is just as fast off his face as Jin smacks his hand away.

" It's two in the morning Kook'! Do you know how worried I was?" Jin has a worried expression on his face, and it leads to Jungkook immediately feeling guilty.

Jungkook lives together with his six best friends. His parents are rich, but don't really give a damn about him. Which is why he moved out at the ripe age of 22, but he's really been taking care of himself since he was 14. Because of this he's also become a bit of an annoying playboy kinda kid. He had managed to get it in his head that everyone and everything is against him. Everyone, but his six best friends, who's always been there for him. Jin knows that Jungkook's parents are rather insensitive and therefore cares a little more extra for him, he feels a little responsible for the younger's behavior. On some days the older sometimes feels more like a mother than a brother, but in the end he doesn't mind.

" Sorry, I'll watch the time more carefully." Jungkook mumbles guilty.

Jin sighs and shaked his head.

" I'm not your mother Kook', I'm not gonna tell you till when you are allowed to play outside or something. I'm only asking you to at least send us a text or something. To let us know not to worry cause' you're going to be late."

Jin has always had a calming vibe on other people, and today was no different. Jungkook eels already more relaxed by his soft spoken words.

" I will." Jungkook smiles, before the both of them walk trough the hallway into their respective rooms.

-

" STOP RUNNING GODDAMNIT!" A policeman yells panting while chasing after you.

" THEN STOP RUNNING AFTER ME GODDAMNIT!" You yell back.

This is sadly not the first time you find yourself being chased by a policeman, and with how your life looks like right now, probably not the last time either. It's not that you're like in gang bussiness or that you're illegal, but you aren't completely legal either. You also have a lot of sympathy for the guy who's chasing you. He's been chasing you for almost 23 minutes. And to be fair, you're suprised that he's held on this long.

Tough losing a few kilos is definitely not bad for him. At least he looks a little less like the security guy of Jurassic World then before. You think as you spot an alleyway on a few meter distance.

Bingo.

Once you're close to the alleyway are, you try to real gangster jump on a dumpter like in the movies. Except this doesn't work, and instead of jumping on it, you jump against it.

Ouch. Your poor face.

You decide to just climb on it real fast and climb on the roof from there with ease.

" Sir, it's been fun to be your personal trainer, but I'm going. Bye." You wink at him.

You turn around with the intention of skipping across the roof, but instead you bump against something. Something hard.

" Y/N, just the person I've been looking for." Says an annoying voice which you know all too well.

You groan on displeasure.

You usually find hate a big word.

But Oh, how much you hate this guy.

WANTED || J.JK || 1

HIM

Pairing : Jungkook X Reader

Genre : fluff, later on angst too

Summary : “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

Wordcount: 0.7k

WARNINGS : none it's only the prologue calm down.

WANTED MASTERLIST || NEXT 

" Kook', wake up dude, we're supposed to be at school in a few hours."

Jungkook groans when Taehyung shakes him awake, but ends up falling back asleep anyway.

" Alright, if you really want to have it this way. I'm truly sorry my dude. Jiminie! Do your thang!" Teahyung yells to Jimin, who's standing at the other side of the room.

" WAKEY, WAKEY KOOKIE! IT'S TIME TO ROT HALF OF OUR DAY AWAY IN HELL!" Yells, no, screams Jimin as he slams two pan lids against one another, creating an annoying loud clanking noise.

Jungkook groans again, but strats stretching anyway, a sign that he's waking up.

" Is this really necessary?" The half asleep guy asks in irritation.

" Yeah, else you'll refuse to wake up. It was this or Jin." Taehyung tells him with an innocent smile.

" No, no. I'm awake. No need to put Jin in this." Jungkook says as he gets up and walks across the hallway into the bathroom to freshen up.

-

" Hey Kookie-"

" Woman, how many times do I have to tell you to leave me alone?" Jungkook asks the girl who just spoke to him.

" Depends. When are you going to admit that we have something going on?" She asks, blinking her eyes sweetly.

" Hah, never. Listen, it's not that I don't like you or something, it's just that I'm not intrested in you in that way." Jungkook tells her honestly, and it's really true.

He does like her. But only as a friend.

Ze sighs dramatically before pushing herself off yhe lockers.

" You'll see, one day-"

" Yeah, yeah, I know. One day I'll regret ever turning you down bla bla bla bla bla. Whatever. Bye Eunmi." He says uninterested as he agressively slams his locker shut and walks away.

-

Jungkook stretches as he arrives home. Apart from him, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin and Taehyung are most likely home too. Jin would probably arrive in a few minutes, and Yoongi's shifts usually end later.

He jawns as he walks to his rooms and unbuttones the first few buttons of his shirt, ready to change into something more comfortable. He throws his door open and is suprised by what he meets, his eyes wide open.

A woman who seems to be around his age is chilling behind his computer, completely unbothered as if she lives here.

He quickly buttons his first few buttons back up again before he smirks. He's read way too many books about this to not geuss what's going on.

"Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?" Is the first thing he tells you.

“Um, no. Sorry dude. Just running for the authorities and your window was open." Is your dry reply.

Jungkook looks schocked by your answer.

My window was open?

" Wait a minute, just to be clear, you see someone chilling in your room and the first thing you think is that the peep's parents are dead and that they're family of your friends?" You ask in confusion as you realise.

Jungkook shruggs his shoulders.

" Kind of, yeah. I mean, that's what always happens im those stories, right?" He looks like Bambi as he asks you this.

You blink for a moment before shaking your head.

" You are way too much on Wattpad." You end up telling him.

Jungkook's skin turns pink at your blunt words.

" Yeah, well- You too! Because else you didn't know what I would be talking about either!" Jungkook's way too proud of his useless defence.

" You serious?" You ask him with your brow raised.

Now the pink turns darker.

" Well, I-I mean, How else-" 

" Jungkook! Have you got a visitor?" Suddenly Jin's voice is sounded trough the door.

" Lie to him." You wishper to Jungkook as the both of you watch his door.

" Don't tell me what to do." He wishper yells back, still flustered on the way you called him out.

" Kook'? Is everything alright? I'm coming in." Jungkook hears Jin's vouce happily from the other side of the door.

" No wait!- Quick, hide yourself in my walk in closet!" He tells you the last part.

" What? No! You stink so your clothes probably do too. Hide yourself in your damn closet." Is your dumb answer.

" Are you alright Ju- Oh." Jin stops talking as he sees you.

" Ehm, hi?" You say lamely.

" Hello?" Jin's answer isn't any better.

" I didn't know you had invited a girl over. By the way, you should of clean your room. This is not how you're supposed to invite a lady in Kook'! I'm sorry about his mess." Jin apologizes to you, and you smirk in Jungkook's direction as you realise,

Jin has got no idea on what's going on.

" It's alright. You couldn't of done anything about it either way." You smile at Jin easily.

Jin smiles at you while Jungkook clenches his jaw in light irritation.

You try to ignore his jawline.

" Are you staying for dinner?" Jin asks you friendly.

You feel a laugh rise up in you, it's been a while since you've had an actual nice home cooked meal, and you certainly won't let this chance slide.

" N-"

" If it's not a problem, I'd love to." You cut Jungkook's answer off before he can actually formulate it.

" Of course. Finally someone other than the boys to cook for! I guarantee you, you're going to love my spicy chicken wings."

Jungkook realizes that it will most probably be a very long evening for him.

WANTED || J.JK || 3

SUPERMARKET

Pairing : Jungkook X Reader

Genre : fluff, angst, crack

Summary : “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

Wordcount: 0.7k

WARNINGS : none lol

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You've been poking Jungkook for 10 minutes now, but you're slowly starting to think that he's dead.

Jesus this guy sleeps like the dead. You think as you think about giving him a nipple twist.

After a few minutes you decide to just not do it, considering he did kind of take you in.

It would only be mean of you if you'd do that.

And so you decide to wait.

You've been having 'a sleep over' for a few days now. It was now Saturday, which most likely meant that he probably didn't have anything to do. You doubt that he'd have a job.

Or maybe he does.

But now that you take a good look around his room, and you're most certain he does not.

It kind of just screams 'broke'.

While you contemplate the usefulness of your existence for a few hours and wonder why the turtle ducks of Avatar The Last Airbender don't exist, Jungkook wakes up.

He blinks a few times before he sees you looking at him and wakes up thoroughly trough shock.

" Jesus, you scared me man." He says as he stretches before sitting upright, his hair sticking out in all directions.

" Sorry." You say dryly.

" Tis cool'. Have you been awake for a long time? " He asks.

" Woke up around 5', so not too long." You say as if it's healthy for a young adult your age.

Jungkook's eyes fly open.

" Since 5 o' clock?" He asks schocked while he looks at the clock, it's now 7 minutes over 10.

You throw him a look which says 'you serious?'.

" Yeah, that's what I just said."

" You could've waken me, you know." He says.

Now you look about done with him, making him even more confused.

Women are terrubly difficult to understand. He thinks.

" I've tried. I've poked you for like 10 minutes but your lazy ass kept sleeping like the dead." You tell him.

He blinks a few times before someone knocks on the door.

" Kook'? You awake yet?" The door opens and one of Jungkook's housemates walk in, Yoongi.

All his six housemates know you're here. They think you're his girlfriend ( to which you and Jungkook always say no), and that your parents went on a last minute trip.

" Morning hyung." Jungkook greets the elder with a tired smile.

" Morning. It's your turn to go grocery shopping." Says Yoongi before nodding at you in greeting.

" Yeah, alright. We'll leave in a few." Jungkook says as he steps out of his bed and stretches again, carefull to not step on your matress beside his bed.

Yoongi nods and closee the door behind him, his footsteps fading inti the hallway.

" We?" You ask.

" Yep. You live with us for now. So you're coming with." He smirks.

-

Jungkooks looks after ur figure while you calmly walk trough the store a few steps in front of him.

And with you being calm, he means really calm.

He almost finds it scary.

When he goes to do grocery shopping with one of the boys, or some of his friends, they sometimes ask him to get this or that. Or they talk in general with him.

But you haven't spoken a word with him since you came in the store, Jungkook had grabbed a shopping cart and has since then only been commanding you to put this and that in the cart.

And whatever he's asked, you just did it. Even when it was to high to reach,  you managed a way to get it.

" Why are you walking everywhere with your hood on?" Jungkook asks after a minute of silence.

" Why do you not walk everywhere with a hood on?" Is your dry answer.

Jungkook blinks before responding.

" Cause' I'm not illegal?" He said in a 'matter of fact' tone.

" Well, there's your answer." You say with a small smile, as if it's funny.

It's the first time in 4 days that he's seen you with a true smile, and the tough hurts him as he realizes that.

He decides to not comment on it.

It gets quiet again, and he's starting to get annoyed by the silence.

" Why are you so quiet and why do you almost do everything I say?" Jungkook asks, about done with the uncomfortable silence in the air.

You shrug and don't look at him when you answer.

" You've been letting me live with you for a while now without questions, the least I could do is be easy while doing grocery shopping."

Jungkook doesn't really know how to feel as he hears your answer.

You're acting like this becausr you feel guilty, and probably also scared that he'll ask for money because you've been staying with him.

He now also understands why you always eat so little, and why you always ask to do the chores.

He's starting to worry that you haven't had simplest life necessitues before.

It's quiet again after that, and even when he asks you what chips flavour is best, you simply shrug and tell him that all are good.

At that point a light bulb goes off in his mind, and he rotates the cart to the shower aisle of the store.

You've been smelling like his shampoo and body wash for long enough now, and it's about time that you get stuff which well let you smell a little more like you. 

" Choose." Jungkook states simply, motioning to the rows of women's body wash and shampoos.

Your eyes widen and you open your mouth to change his mind, but he beats you by opening his sooner.

" You've been using my body wash for long enough now. Besides, we don't know for how long you'll stay. Might as well get you the little things." He shruggs.

Now that he thinks of it, he's happy that you've got a few pairs of clothes from your own, and even more relieved that you also had your own undergarments.

The first day they did have to go in the wash machine, but they were still in good enough condition to use. Your clothes were a little tattered tough, and he noted it in the back of his mind to figure a way out to go clothes shopping with you soon.

You open and close your mouth before turning to the products, simply staring at it.

He decides to make the first step, and opens up a random bottle, smelling it before you smell it too.

" This smells nice." He shruggs while you scrunch your nose up at the smell.

" No, it smells like coconuts. I don't like the smell of coconuts." You shake your head while he smiles.

So you do have likes and dislikes, huh? He thinks.

You grab a body wash with a fruity scent, and you end up liking that one.

He's suprised by how femine it smells, it's a bit of an opposite of your personality. You end up choosing shampoo for natural curly hair, which also smells nice, and upon Jungkook's fussing, you end up taking the matching conditioner with it too.

He doesn't miss the soft 'thank you' you wishper out as you move on to another aisle.

The two of you end up at the check out now long after and Jungkook's sighs in displeasure as he realises the cashier's one of his classmates.

" Heey, Jungkookie. How are you? Who is this?" She asks curiously while looking at you.

" My best friend." He answers shortly while the both of you start bagging the items.

" Yeah, yeah. That's what's they all say-"

" Aren't you getting paid to manage the cash register, instead of nagging at us?" You ask sharply, already trough with her nosyness.

She swallows while he feels proud of your sharp tounge.

" Sorry." She mumbles, feeling ashamed.

You ignore it while he smirks at her.

He's starting to wonder what kind of a person you really are.

WANTED || J.JK || 5

Pairing : Jungkook X Reader

Genre : fluff, angst, crack

Summary : “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

Wordcount: 0.7k

WARNINGS : This chapter is a little graphic with blood and stuff. Also a disclaimer, I don't know shit about medical stuff so I improvised with what I've seen in the Jurassic World movies.

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The boys' their peacefull night ended as they got woken up by someone slamming the door open, the sound vibrating off the walls.

Jimin was the first to react, as a security guard he was trained to stop intruders after all. He grabbed his gun from the drawer of his night stand and walked out, spotting Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon and Hoseok in the hallway. His roommate Taehyung stood behind him, also awake.

" Hyungs! I need help! Please!" Jungkook's voice suddenly sounded desperately off the walls.

It was enough to set Jin in action, the younger man has never even called for help, let alone use the word 'please'.

The sight that greeted Jin and Jimin who were first to stand in the doorway terrified them.

There Jungkook stood, with a busted lip and a blue spot on his jaw, but that wasn't the scary part. There was you in his arms, bleeding out. The grey shirt you're wearing has half turned to a deep crimson, Jungkook's white shirt also no longer white.

" Hyung, please. Help her." Jungkook whispered out, looking at Jin with desperation, tears starting to stream down his face on the silent panic made he's in.

Jin sucked in a breath before going to your side. He lifted the part of your shirt where the blood seemed to be the darkest.

His eyes widen as he saw the stabbing wound, allong with old scars. Were you abused by your parents?

" We have to take her too the hospital Kook'." Jin breathed out.

Jungkook shook his head.

" We can't. She's got this thing going on with the law, and I think she's some kind of criminal, and she doesn't have a home, and-"

" She's a criminal?!" Jimin asked, obviously not happy.

" Okay, okay. Just, let me think..... Bring her to your bed, I don't want blood on the couch and her wound needs to be treated now. Yoongi, there's a big med kit the size of tool box in my car, please go get it. Jimin, you come too. The rest of you stay here." Jin said as he started operating the situation.

Geuss being a doctor has it perks.

Jungkook does as told, laying you down on his bed without any fuss. Jin is quick to raise your shirt up to your midriff, showcasing the stab wound.

" Okay, Jungkook, put pressure on it. Jimin close the door behind you, you're not born in a barn, are you? What did you two even do?" Jin asked as he let his eyes wander over the many scars you have and fading bruised, allong with a few fresh ones.

" We just went out for a stroll because we were bored and then there were these guys who know her from before she met us and they wanted her to do dirty stuff and she refused and then they wanted to force her so I punched one of them and then the dude punched me back and then she fought too and suddenly the guy in front of me had this blade and I didn't realize it but then Y/N was in front of me and-" Jungkook stops to breathe for a moment.

" Hold up. Before 'she met us'? What do you mean by that?" Jimin asked suspiciously.

Jungkook blinked at him as Yoongi came in with Jin's med kit.

-

It's now about an hour later, 4 in the morning, and Jin sat Jungkook down allong with the rest of them, you were still knocked out on Jungkook bed, and according to Jin, it might take a while before you'll wake up.

" You said something about 'before she met us', what did you mean by that?" Jin asked sharply, crossing his arms as he sat down on the couch.

Jungkook looks guilty before telling them the bizarre way you met, and before he could continue to tell the rest of the story, he was already cut off.

" Wait, you lied to us?" Taehyung asked, hurt evident in his eyes.

Jungkook knew why, before you arrived he's been a bit of a little shit, trying to act like a macho and pester people in school. Leaving to dumb parties and coming back around the time it is now. He's worried them to much.

" Yes, I mean no. Jin assumed that she was a friend when he spotted the two of us in my room and she was just so smooth in her words. On top of that I didn't think that I'd ever see her again after that night." Jungkook explained guilty.

Jin's eyes softened, it seemed as if he finally understood what's going on. Understood the wrongs in his behavior.

" Then how did you see her again? You went to drop her off home only to bring her back yourself Kook'." Namjoon pointed out.

" I did. But there was no home. We stopped at some alley, and she told me that she lives everywhere and nowhere. I couldn't leave her there. It felt wrong." He told them, looking down at his lap.

" You said she's illegal, what does she do?" Jimin asked.

" I don't know. She never really said anything about why she's illegal. She always said she shouldn't tell me because she didn't want me to get involved." Jungkook said honestly.

" What if she lied about her home situation?" Jimin wondered.

" She didn't." Yoongi said gruffly.

Everyone turned his attention to him now. 

Yoongi's most likely been where you have been too, only his love for his friends got him out of it soon enough. Just like how Jungkook's friends manage to avoid the younger in getting involved in too much trouble.

" I met her before. But I didn't know her name. I didn't tell any of you because I wasn't sure if it was her. I only knew her by the name Rain, and I'm not all too sure what she was involved in, but she always seemed afraid of something. I've ran into her more often in the streets. I don't think she has a place to call home." Yoongi shared what he knew.

The others nodded in tough.

" We should leave it at this point. Call it a night. Tomorrow, when she wakes up, she has to tell us the truth. And maybe she can stay." Hoseok decided.

Jimin and Namjoon turned to him in shock.

" Stay?" Namjoon repeated.

" Yeah. We took Yoongi in when he needed us most. And since she's been around, Jungkook has been in trouble less. Also Kook', you should call in sick in school tomorrow. You're gonna have to look after her." Hoseok told the younger, who nodded wordlessly.

" Okay. But we better not make it a habit to bring in illegal people. " Jin said as he stood up, before bidding the others a good night.

One by one they all went to their own bedrooms, apart from Jungkook and Namjoon.

" Hey Kook'." The older smiled gently at him.

He looked at him with tired, still slightly panicked eyes.

" Don't worry, it will be alright." He told him before hugging him and also bidding him a good night.

WANTED || J.JK || 8

HOMEWORK & SEHUN

Pairing : Jungkook X Reader

Genre : fluff, angst, crack

Summary : “Let me geuss, your parents are dead and you're family with one of my mates so that's why you're staying with us for a while?”

“Um, no. Sorry. Just running for the authorities and your window was open.”

Wordcount: 0.7k

WARNINGS : none 

WANTED MASTERLIST || NEXT 

" For how long are you going to stare at her like that?" Jungkook's friend Yugyeom asked from across from him.

Jungkook huffed and looked away from where you are seated.

It's now been a month since you enrolled and after your confrontation with Eunmi you've become very popular. And because people now know your name, they're also interested in becoming friends with you.

He doesn't know why, but you took their friendship with ease, unlike how you had kept yourself distant from the boys' before they knew the truth about you.

He's oblivious at how you're simply 'meddling' into the crowd.

You're currently seated with a dude from your class who goes by the name of Sehun. To Jungkook's dismay, you've grown fairly close with him.

" I wasn't staring." Jungkook says not so smoothly as he leans back in his seat and pinches his eyebrows.

" Right. You were just coincidentally looking in her direction for way longer than is necessary just because." Yugyeom says sarcastically.

Jungkook opens his eyes to glare at him before turning back to you.

" I just don't get it. Why does she get so close with him? A few more centimeters and she's sitting on his lap." Jungkook scoffed, nor glaring at the poor boy seated beside you.

" How do you know? I tough you weren't staring." Yugyeom says lowly.

Jungkook huffs at him and looks at him.

" What? You act like she's yours." He tells his best friend with a pointed look.

" Yeah, well, she is......." Jungkook mutters, sinking further into his chair.

Yugyeom looks at him with Bambi eyes.

" What? Since when? How come you don't give me that tea." He complains.

" No wait, on that note just smack her ass and tell her to hang off you instead."He gives him shitty advice.

" She doesn't know it herself yet." Jungkook responds lamely.

Yugyeom looks disappointed but not surprised at his friend's answer.

-

" Do you know the answer to 6b?" Jungkook asks

you as he peeks at you from behind the book.

You sigh for the sixth time that day.

" For fuck sake Kook', how many times do I have to tell you to make your assignments yourself?" You huff at him.

" I don't want to study." He huffs as he leans back on his bed.

You ignore him, which he doesn't really appreciate.

" So who was the dude you were sitting with at break time?" He randomly asks, unable to keep his curiosity for himself.

" Sehun." You tell him without taking your eyes off your homework.

" Do you have a crush on him?" He asks you straightforward.

You look at him with a raised brow.

" And why would that information concern you?" You ask him.

He shruggs, not wanting to admit it to you.

You shake your head and get back at your work

" Y/n?" He calls you after a moment of silence.

You hum in response.

" I'm bored." He tells you blankly.

" Do I look like an entertainer to you?" You huff at him.

" You've got your first paycheck of your new job right?" He asks you, bypassing your question.

You look confused but nod anyway.

" Cool, let's go shopping." He tells you before pulling you to your feet.

You barely complain and before you know it the two of you are at the mall.

And before you know it the two of you are in a store and the both of you split up to look for clothes.

You don't even bother to stop yourself from spending money on clothes, it's yours anyway.

you end up with a full basket and decide to fit it all first before deciding to buy it.

You end up with half the amount you originally came with, and meet Kook' back in the men section.

He's got the same amount of stuff too and now you're stationed at a random fast food station.

" Any idea if there's anything planned this friday?" You ask him over the food.

He shruggs.

" Not as far as I'm concerned. Why? You want to go do something?" He asks you, an unreadable glint in his eyes.

" Actually, I'm invited to a party.-"

" And you want to go do something because you don't like parties?" Jungkook cuts you off hopefully.

You laugh at his tone.

" Nope. I'm going."

" With me?"

" No Kook'-"

" Pretty please?"

" I'll ask Sehun-"

[ A/N: Sorry for the shitty chapter but we need it for the story line lol]

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