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Ride Or Die - Jeon Jungkook Mafia Au! Smut, angst - Trailer FMV 2

He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy  his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and  his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang. The Century. And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him. 

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Music: As We Fall

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Ride or Die - Chapter 9 (M)

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader

— word c | 9,253

— genre | Mafia au!, angst , Smut.

— summary |  He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang.And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him..

— warnings/tags | Adult content, Violence, drugs, alcoholic beverages, explicit sex, low slang words.

— disclaimer | myself and this fic DOES NOT condone violence, abuse, use of drugs, alcohol or any kind of crimes. This is a fanfic, an alternative reality, I have no intention of offending anyone. If that makes you feel bad, please do not read. In this fanfic the character is not abusive to the reader, and remember, what Jungkook does in this fanfic is not what he does in real life. Myself or this fanfic does not have any type of connection with BTS, Jungkook or Bighit. Hope you like it.

— Ride Or Die - Character Biography.

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The party was still going on in the backyard, but neither you nor Jungkook were conserned about it. At that moment the only concern you had was feeling each other. Jungkook threw his jacket in the corner of the room. He untied the knot of his tie and began to unbutton the buttons of his social shirt as he stared at you who was sitting on the bed where he spent his teenage years. You looked so pretty in that white dress, but he could barely wait to get it out of you. He tossed the T-shirt next to his jacket and walked toward you. Unlike the other quick fucks you used to have in places that wasn’t your home, today he wanted everything to be slow, he wanted to enjoy every bit of you.

Jungkook knelt in front of you and held your leg gently as you watched him with a smile on your lips and your eyes. You rested your hands on the mattress and watched him removing your high heel, gently kissing your foot and rising with hot wet lips up your calf and thigh. He stood up in front of you, resting his hands on the side of your hip and you tossed your head back so he could kiss your neck, and so he did, leaving red marks along the length of your naked neck. With one hand he grabbed your waist and pulled you up, making you stand up.

With his free hand, he grabbed your chin, caressing your lips with his thumb. You opened your mouth and let him push his finger between your lips and you began to suck it while he let out a malicious grin, feeling his dick harden even more. He removed his finger from your mouth and took both hands behind your neck, unbuttoning your dress and letting it fall to the ground at his feet. You were not wearing a bra and that made him smile. He pushed your shoulders, making you fall on your butt on the bed.

Then he took a few steps, putting one knee at a time next to your hip, and one hand at a time next to your body, hovering over you. He lowered his face to your belly, kissing you gently, licking and sucking, causing you to squirm under him and take your hands to his hair, pulling it lightly.

He raised his kisses to the valley of your breasts, grabbing one with one hand and placing the other between his lips, sucking and nibbling your nipple, making you rub your thighs, feeling  heat rising through your body, needing him to touch you down there. Jungkook realized that you were uneasy and looked at you smiling, dark-eyed, he kissed your lips on a warm and passionate kiss, while you could feel his hand coming down from your breast to the middle of your legs, caressing you over of the panties, making you pant between the kiss. You grunted in disapproval as he stopped touching you, but nearly choked when you felt him putting his fingers inside your panties, touching your sensitive, thirsty clit.

"Jungkook ..." You moaned between his lips, arching your back as he stroked you slowly.

“Yes, baby.” He whispered between his lips, not opening his eyes, not ceasing to kiss or touch you.

You couldn’t say anything, because you felt his finger playing with your entrance, forcing you to separate the kiss and draw the air that was missing in your lungs. The power he had over you, to leave you that way, was too good. You needed more.

“Please.” You asked in a whisper, arching your back one more time and pushing your hip against his hand. Jungkook smiled and kissed you again, drawing kisses down your body, taking every inch of you. He stood once more, gripped both sides of your panties and pulled it up, tossing it over his shoulder.

He was about to kneel when he paused for a few seconds, watching you naked. You were so beautiful to him, your skin was so silky and inviting, your body was so perfect for him, he loved you so much he couldn’t explain it in words. Jeon knelt on the floor. He pulled you a little forward and spread your legs. He kissed your thighs, laughing every time you let out an impatient moan, wanting him to kiss you in the right place. When his lips finally touched your clit, your body lifted in bed, and you let out a loud groan, resting your hands behind your back, half sitting on the bed, seeing Jungkook's face between your legs, licking and sucking your dot of pleasure.

Each time he went down and up his tongue on your clit, you let out a groan. You grabbed his hair and lifted your legs, which were once hanging on the edge of the bed, putting your feet on the bed, leaving your legs bent. You could already feel your pussy pulsing, searching for his cock, to fill you, you threw your head back, panting desperately before you let out a loud groan and squeeze your eyes.

"Plea-please Jungkook." You moaned in a trembling voice, licking your lips and squeezing.

"What do you need, baby?" He whispered, his tongue teasing the entrance of your pussy, making you grunt of pleasure.

“Your fingers, I need your oh god.” You couldn’t finish what you was saying because Jungkook penetrated you with two fingers and returned to suck your clitoris at the same time, causing you to lose the air and pressed your fingers into his hair. He knew as well as make you go crazy. He did not keep you waiting. Whatever you asked for, it was always like this. “Oh fuck, pleeease." You asked, with the words dragging out of your throat as you began to feel that delicious pain coming out of your core and taking control of your legs, before reaching the rest of your body, making you let out a cry of pleasure and throwing yourself into the bed, arching your back and pushing your hips toward Jungkook's mouth and fingers that he pushed slowly and hard into you. When you reached orgasm, you squinted, let out a loud, long moan, feeling your whole body tremble with the waves of pleasure. Jungkook stood up, using his arm to wipe the juice you'd spilled into his mouth. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed it down, taking with it the black underwear he wore.

“Don’t take it." You asked, as he made a move to take off his tie. He smiled and left the piece around his neck. He lay back on you, kissing your belly again, raising his kisses until finally his lips were on yours.

"How do you want it?" He asked between your lips, stroking your chin as he kissed you. You frowned, he didn’t usually ask what position you wanted, even because he could make you cum in all of them.

“Can I be on top?” You said uncertainly and he smiled at you, nodding. He quickly lay down on the bed, his head resting on the wooden headboard of the bed. You crawled slowly over him, seeing that he didn’t take his eyes off you. You put your hands on his chest and bent down to kiss him as your legs positioned one on either side of his body.You slipped one of your hands down between the two of you and held his cock, positioning the tip against your entrance. You slowly lowered your hips until he was fully inside you, making you moan and he let out a sigh of relief, for being finally inside you.

He gripped your hips and helped you as you up and down, riding slowly on his dick, gradually increasing speed, making both of you moan with lux as you watched his eyes drunk with the pleasure of having you there. It was not long before he put you on all fours and slowly entered you. You grabbed his tie and slid it over your shoulder, pulling him toward you. Jungkook wrapped both arms beneath you, lifting you, your back against his chest, hugging your body and nibbling your ear as you laid your head on his shoulder, and rolled your eyes, moaning whenever his cock hit your weak spot, and you could already feel your orgasm approaching again. And he could feel his.

“Fuck, (Y/N), you feel so good.”  He rasped against your ear, making you drop a faint moan and grab his arm tightly, feeling your pussy tighten around his cock. “Oh shit.” He groaned, coming inside you, making you mumble some cursing and cum once more around him, feeling your legs tremble and lose strength. If Jungkook weren’t holding you back, you would have fallen face down on the mattress and spoiled all the moment..

He gently laid you face down on the bed and kissed your nape and back, leaving wet marks on your skin before getting out of you and got up, grabbing the social shirt he was wearing before and passing between your thighs , wiping everything he had released into you. Soon after he was lying beside you, caressing your back while you were still recovering from orgasm. You moved your head to the side, watching him resting his head on his hand and his elbow against the mattress. He slowly raised his eyes from your back to your eyes, letting out a fond.

"I love you." You both said together, which made the two laugh too, you were so connected that it scared you.

“I'm scared.” He said, no longer smiling, making you frown and lean into your arms, crawling close to him. "I do not want this to end, (Y/N). I'm afraid you'll leave me one day.”

“This is not going to happen." You whispered to him, pushing his shoulder, making him lie down on the bed. You climbed on top of him, resting his arms beside his head and giving him a peck, resting your forehead on his. “The only way for you to get away from you, it's you send me away. And I know you will not do it.” Jungkook bit his lips and narrowed his eyes, bringing both hands to your face and caressing it with rough palms. “Now we'd better go, we do not want anyone coming in here and finding us that way, do we?”

"Let's just leave, I want to take you somewhere before midnight," he whispered, giving you a quick kiss. You agreed and got up, looking for your panties and putting it on. After wearing your dress, you sat on the bed, wearing your high heels, watching Jungkook wearing his pants. He put on his jacket but did not wear a social shirt that he had used to clean you. You took a moment to look in a mirror that was tucked up beside the bed, on the nightstand to straighten your hair. He smiled and took your hand, leading you out of the room. You went down the stairs normally, ignoring the curious looks of the people around you, making it clear that they knew what the two of you had done minutes ago.

You walked toward the door, leaving the house and heading toward the Dodge that was parked nearby. You were already beginning to feel the midnight cold approaching. Jungkook handed you the jacket he wore and pulled out a black sweater he had on the backseat. After entering, he drove for a few minutes, up a hill with his car and park it in the highest part of the city, in a place where you had vision for the whole city below you. He leaned in front of the car and pulled you against him, your back against his chest and hugging you from behind. He rested his chin on the top of your head as you laid your head on his shoulder. Minutes later the sky was lit by the fireworks commemorating the new year. It was a sea of shimmering and bright colors, blue, green, yellow, red and pink scattered all over the sky, reflecting in your amazed face. You were happy to be in his arms, being able to see a show of those, with the best view of the city. And he was glad to have you in his arms, the only woman he would truly love in his life.

Five and a half months later.

“Oh baby, I thought we'd be together tonight.” Jungkook said as he watched you wear your pants after you had sex. It was almost nine in the evening, and you were late for the party that was taking place in the Greek university fraternity, to which your two best friends had called you. It had been almost half a year since you was in college and you had never been interested in going to any of the parties, you were always too busy studying or having sex with Jungkook to care about frat parties.

“I have to go, I can not unseal with Suhee and Becca for the fourth time this month. They'll fuck me up if I do not go to that one and make up a tattered excuse like the last time." You said combing your hair.

"They would not be crazy to do that to you." He said getting out of bed just wearing a pair of underwear and hugging you from behind. "And no need to any excuse, just say that we were fucking wildly on the nightstand" he whispered in your ear before biting your earlobe, making your whole body tingle.

You never tired of that, of that energy and fire between the two of you, never tired of the shivers his whispers caused you and never tired of how his touch with rough hands were soft on your skin. Your friends and parents were wrong. When you entered college and found yourself surrounded by gorgeous, hot men, you didn’t think about how good they would be in bed, you actually thought about how you would spend almost 10 hours a day away from Jungkook. It took a few months for you to get accustomed to looking sideways in class and not seeing him there, tapping his pen on the table just so you would stop paying attention to the teacher and give him a little attention. Your parents and friends were wrong, every day that you spent at that university surrounded by all those boys, you fell in love with Jungkook even more and missed him all the time.

And even if the two of you lived in the same house, even if you slept every night together, you felt like it was not enough, you loved him too much and needed him more and more. If before you had doubts about accepting his marriage proposal, today you had no more.

“Please, baby. We spend the whole week away, today is Friday, you should spend the night with me, so I can take care you.”

“As much as I want you to put me face down on this nighstand and fuck me until I do not feel my legs, I can not cancel with them again, they're my friends.”

“All right, okay. Do you want me to take you there?”

“I would love, I don’t think I can wait for a taxi. I'm already quite late.”

"I'll get dressed, we can leave in 5 minutes if you want," he said as he walked away, piking his clothes off the floor.

"I'll just get my jacket …"

"In the hallway." He said laughing, making her remember that it was a matter of seconds when his eyes hit yours as he left the room and you finish climbing the stairs, so that you would start taking off your clothes as you walked towards him, he would pick you up on his lap and throw you on the bed. When you opened the door you were startled to see Hoseok there with a playful smile on his face, with your shirt, pants, jacket, and heels in his hands. You thanked him with a smile, grabbed your clothes and he walked towards his room.

A short time later Jungkook was stopping the car in front of the two-story house that had a fountain in front on the campus where the party was going.

“Be careful. These places are not very safe for girls, especially the pretty ones.” He frowned, staring at the house through the glass of the passenger window. "Call me when you want to leave, and I'll find you."

"Okay, I'll be careful."

"If something happens …"

"I'm going to be fine, my love, do not worry, my boyfriend is from a gang, have you forgotten?" You smiled at him, who returned.

"That's my girl, I love you."

"I love you more." You whispered giving him a kiss before jumping out of the car.

“I doubt it.” He said to himself before driving away.

The house was really big. After passing through the fountain, you walked inside the house, hesitant to enter, was very full and had been for a long time that you had gone to a party alone, most of the time Jungkook always had his arm around your waist, shielding you from any kind of harassment that drunken or sober men tried. You took a deep breath before you entered, squeezed by the wave of newly grown adults who were attending the party, lurking until you got to what appeared to be the living room, which was large and there was more room to move.

You saw Becca and Suhee on the left side of the large room, leaning against the wall next to a door, with glasses of drinks in their hands, and both looked to the right side of the room, seeming to stare and inspect a specific boy from a group of five who laugh at each other's jokes. He had his back so you could not see his face, but to have left your friends that way, he should be very handsome.

Taking a few steps, walking only for a little less than three meters, you approached your friends who when they realized that you were there and approached they threw themselves to you in a triple hug.

"You came!" Becca said exaggeratedly, as if she were already drunk.

"I said I'd come."

"We thought Jungkook would lock you in your house again." Suhee said pulling your hand to stand where they were, making you snort uninterested in listening to your friends talking shit about your now fiancé. "I still think you're pregnant, so you feel obligated to marry him."

"I love him, that's why I want to marry him. And Jungkook didn’t lock me in our house." You answered while the girls looked back at that certain boy. "If you want him to notice, you have to put telepathy aside and go talk to him." You scoffed and got a mortal look from your friends.

"We can not just talk to him.” Becca said.

"And why not?" You raised one eyebrow.

"That's Park Jimin, he's the hottest guy on the medical course. I'm in the same class as him, he's smart, funny, handsome, and we mere humans can not just approach a God like that. So we need him to bring his attention to us, we can not go there as if begging for minutes of his life.”

"But isn’t that what you want?" You laughed at the scowl you received from your friends. "Do you want me to talk to him for one of you?" Or are you going to make a treesome?”

"You're no good." Suhee slapped your arm and laughed again. "If he at least looked at us ..."

"Oh my God Suhee, he's looking." Becca said grabbing the arm of her friend who turned at once to the so-called Jimin. You followed the gaze of your friends and your eyes fell on two honey-brown eyes that seemed to look directly at you. He had light brown hair, split in half, fleshy mouth, fluffy pink cheeks. He smiled sweetly, his eyes went down and up constantly and slowly over you, as if he were analyzing. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a V-neck and dark jeans. So his eyes stopped in your face, a shy smile when he saw you had caught him looking at you came from his lips, and he nodded, greeting you from where he was. He seemed to be so serene, and you can not help but smile. Becca and Suhee looked alternately between the two, wide-eyed as you waved back.

His friends were talking about something, but when they realized he was not paying attention, they followed his gaze and saw you and your friends. One of them commented something to Jimin who opened his eyes wide and blushed at the same moment, shaking his head and denying it as his friends teased him.

"Well, at least he noticed (Y/N)." Suhee said drawing your attention, you took your eyes off Jimin and looked at her.

"What?"

"He was flirting with you, (Y/N).” Becca said. "My God, how do you do that? First you hooked the Badboy from school and now the cutest guy on my course. You have some honey, I can’t believe.”

"That honestly makes no difference to me, I have Jungkook so feel free." You said, waving your hand.

"Are you telling me that if he calls you out, you will refuse?"

"Yes, I already have a boyfriend, and I'm happy with him …"

"Heck, he's coming here.” Suhee whispered. You just shook your head and made to get out to get something to drink, when you took the first step, you stopped abruptly when you almost crashed into someone. When you looked up, you saw two red cheeks and a shy smile.

“Hi. You're (Y/N), right? From the physics course.” He said while you were still close. You took a step back from him.

"Hi, yes, it's me. And you're Jimin, of medicine?" You said holding out your hand to him that was surprised to see you knew who he was. He squeezed your hand and gave you another smile.

“Are you enjoying the party?” He asked.

"Actually, I just got here, I was going to get something to drink."

"Can I accompany you?" He asked. It seemed so innocent, you can not understand if he was just being nice or if he was hitting on you.

“Look Jimin, you're very handsome, but I have a boyfriend." You said, wanting to be honest with him and not raising hopes for him. Jimin blinked a few times and laughed.

"Yeah, I know, I always see you coming to college with him, but do not worry, I'm just trying to make new friends, no bad intentions."

"Oh, that's good.” You smiled at him, who pointed to the path, which you should follow.

A long time later, you and Jimin talked a lot while your friends seem to have given up the boy and now they were looking for other boys as handsome as he.

"So, why did you choose physics?" He asked as you sat in the kitchen, away from the mess in the other rooms of the house. You were with a drinking glass in front of you, but had not come to drink even half. You were not in the mood for alcohol.

“I don’t know. I've always liked things that most people do not like very much.” You shrugged and looked at him, his attention totally turned on you, curious. “What about you? Why did you choose medicine?”

“Well, It was not exactly me who chosen, I was forced to choose. My mother is a doctor and my father is a lawyer. I come from a family of arrogant people, so either I would go to court to defend murderers, thieves and other criminals, or I would do medicine and help save lives. The choice was quite obvious in the day.” He replied, taking a sip of his drink and smiling back at her. "Have you been dating a long time?"

“Yeah, it's been over a year.”

“And you're happy with him?” The question made you scowl and look at Jimin, who was waiting for you to respond. You let your head drop to one side, confused as to why he was asking you that, but you supposed he should be curious. So you smiled.

“Yes, he makes me very happy.”

It was nearly two o'clock when you were standing on the curb in front of the fraternity house. You'd just take your friends to the dorm, and had called Jungkook for him to pick you up. A few minutes passed when someone grabbed you from behind, startling you and making you jump forward, turning back with wide eyes, You came face to face with one of the boys at the party, wearing the fraternity shirt, drunk, looking at you with a smile that made your stomach turn in disgust.

“Calm down, you little kitten, I was just going to kiss you on the neck.” He said drunk.

"I have a boyfriend who already does this, I don’t need yours." You snapped angrily at his action. The thing you loathed most were men who thought it was right to catch any girl they saw without asking for permission.

"I can be more fun than your boyfriend." He said walking toward you that started to go back, moving away.

“Oh, I doubt it.” You answered, but the boy was quick enough to hold your wrists and pull you against him, hugging your waist so tightly leaving your arms locked between the two of you, so you could not even move. You panicked, screaming for him to let you go, but the people around you just didn’t want to do anything, even if they saw that he was trying to kiss you without your permission. You turned your face as much as you could, fleeing the lips with alcohol smell of that man when someone pulled him back brutally. You ended up losing your balance and fell flat on the floor, watching Jimin stand in front of you, between you and the drunk.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Watson? Are you crazy?” He shouted at the drunkard who laughed.

“We were just having fun”

“Doesn’t seem like they were having fun. It seems like you were trying to stick your tongue in her throat without her permission.”

“She would give in one hour or another, they all give in.” The drunk said smiling and your body shuddered, and at the same moment you saw Jimin's muscles tighten and his hands clench into fist. You could not see his expression, but just the way Jimin clenched his jaw showed that he was as angry as his rigid muscles showed.

Before you could say anything or Jimin could do something, a car stopped abruptly at your side, making the tires creak as they marked the asphalt. Soon Jungkook's hands were on your shoulders as he looked worried and confused.

"What happened?"

"This asshole was trying to kiss her, using force."

Jimin answered for you, catching Jungkook's eye as he looked at the boy who had rescued you and the drunk in front of him, his eyes darkened and his cold, intimidating gaze swept over his face. Jeon got up and walked toward Watson, gripping his neck tightly with only his left hand and squeezing his throat, making him run out of air. Jungkook looked him in deep in his eyes as he strangled him.

“You messed with the wrong guy's girlfriend, your trash.” He growled menacingly. Watson struggled to break loose, but it was useless, his senses were too retarded by the drink and he had no strength against Jungkook. So Jeon hit him with a blow to the stomach, throwing him to the ground soon after, watching him cough and grab his aching throat, looking for air. “When a girl says no,  you should respect that one, especially if this girl is my girl. If you or one of these college shitters dares to attack her and hurt her, I'll make you regret you whole life.” He said in a cold voice while he stared at the man on the floor.

You had already stood up and stood next to Jimin doing the same as everyone was doing, watching. JungKook turned his back and walked towards you taking you in a tight hug, causing your heart to calm down. So he guided you toward the car. You just looked at Jimin who was still standing there, looking at them both and saying "thank you." He smiled and whispered "you’re welcome."

A few weeks went by and you started spending a lot of time with Jimin and your friends during class breaks rather than sinking into study as you always did. Jimin ended up becoming a great friend to you and they talked whenever you could.

You were in the library. You had a class off so you decided to go study a little. It was a week before the holidays, and your friends were more concerned about their travel destinations than with their studies, which was normal, you were always the most studious of the three. The library was practically empty. There were two or three people scattered all over the building. You were sitting at one of the tables with an advanced Physics book in front of you, in the chapter of Faraday's Law, when you felt a chill making you take your eyes off the book and face the front.

“Boo.” Someone whispered in your ear, making you jump from the chair and put your hand on your chest as Jimin pulled the chair beside you and sat down, laughing madly. You let the air out, irritated by the fright, but laughed to see him laughing too. He leaned on the table before leaning back in his chair and throwing his head back, still laughing, as you watched him, waiting for him to stop. “You're so cute when you take fright.”

"And you're going to look so beautiful when I hit that book in your face." You said smiling, grabbing the book, closing it and threatening to hit Jimin, causing him to raise his hands in defense. “What is your problem? I could have had a heart attack.”

"You're 18, (Y/N), you're not going to have a heart attack at this age. Your heart is very healthy." He said and that made you laugh. You'd been ironic, but because he'd studied medicine, he could not help but make that remark. He said things like that when you joked with something about health, like last week when you said that Becca would die of diabetes from eating so much chocolate and he said ‘she will not die of diabetes, not if she uses insulin’. “I did it again, didn’t I?” You laughed and shook your head, nodding, placing the book on the table, watching him laugh. “It’s stronger than me.”

“Of course, Dr. Park inside you is dominating you, and you're only in your freshman year of college. Next year, you'll show up here wearing a white lab coat, rubber gloves, and a stethoscope wrapped around your neck.” You joked, getting up to return the book you had picked up. “The girls are going to get hurt just for you to check them out.”

“I'm seriously considering graduating in Gynecology.” He said following you through the aisles between the bookshelves, making you laugh.

"That will only make it easier for them to open their legs for you."

“And it will make it easier for you to open your legs for me.” He whispered, making you stop walking and turn indignant at him, wide-eyed and threatening to hit him with the physics book again, making him laugh again. "I'm kidding, passion."

"You had better be, you pervert." You said shaking your head in disbelief and walking back toward the bookshelf where you would keep the book.

"What are you doing tonight?" He asked coming back to follow you. “There's a party in the fraternity. Why don’t you go?”

"I don’t like frat parties. What if I end up meeting some guy who starts chasing me around the campus during breaks, like the last time I went to a university party?”

"Who's that asshole?"

"I'll give you a hint, his name starts with 'Park' and ends with 'Jimin'." You laughed, putting the book back in the bookcase and turned to Jimin who had his hand on his chin and looked up, a pensive expression on his face. Then he looked at you again and shook his head in denial, shrugging.

“I have no idea who this guy is.” He said and that made you throw your head back and laugh, your eyes widening and capping your mouth closing as you remembered that you was inside a library. All the time you spent with Jimin was like that, full of laughter, jokes and jokes. You rarely talked about serious things. Most of the time he would help you tease your friends by making jokes about their love life and the bad choices they have made in their lives. At other times he would offer to help you study and you would tease him, saying that he had no chance of being handsome and intelligent in that way and that he was probably just saying that to impress you, and he confirmed many of those times, but he would laugh. Rarely you were talking about things that irritated one of you and he was closer to you than Suhee and Becca, who now saw him as a friend and not as a suitor.

You couldn’t be more happier.

...

"I'm so excited for Saturday, I can not even believe we're going to Italy." Becca said as she and Suhee packed their bags while you were there with them, just chatting. Vacations would start in two days and they could not be more excited to give a time in the study. “You should come with us, (Y/N). There is still time to buy the ticket and book the hotel.”

"No, Jungkook and I decided to spend the holidays together in Vancouver. Get out of the city and forget about the problems a little, just the two of us."

"I wanted so much that my boyfriend was a businessman, heir of great fortune ... Oh wait, I have no boyfriend." Suhee said as you both laughed at her. "But seriously, I'm glad you're happy with him and your parents were wrong about him not being able to take care of you or make you happy."

“But you know, if it does not work out, there's still Jimin.” Becca said, wiggling her eyebrows, giggling just as she had you throw a pillow over her. “Hey! Violent.”

“You know she's right. Jimin would move seas to take a chance with you. He lied on that day of the party saying he just wanted to be your friend. He just said that because you cut him before he even hit you.”

“Yeah, his eyes glow every time he sees you, and whenever you're not looking at him, he gives you a timid look, gives a passionate smile and disguises when you look back. And every time you're not around he asks about you.”

“Oh, shut up." You grumbled. "Jimin is my friend, and I do not think of having anything else with him.”

“That's because you're blinded by love for Jungkook, but I guarantee that if Jungkook did not exist in your life, you'd see how much Jimin is a cool guy and eventually fall in love with him, and if that did not happen then you're not from Earth.”

“Yeah, but Jungkook does exist, and I don’t want anyone else, so how about we change the subject and you tell me why you're packing today if you're only going to travel on Saturday and it's still Thursday?”

"Because if we arrive on Saturday and remember something, just put it in the bag, duh!" Becca laughed.

You were about to respond when My Chemical Romance's Dead start began ringing, signaling that someone was calling you. Looking at the screen, you saw that it was an unknown number and frowned in confusion.

"Hello?"

"Is this the number of (Y/N) (Y/S/N)?" A man's voice asked. A voice I'd never heard before. You sat on the bed.

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is from The Forensic Pathologist Office." Those words made your heart stop and you jump off the bed, standing up straight away, startling your friends who looked confused at you. Please don’t let anything happen to Jungkook. You thought. “Your number was in the wallet of a man who had an accident with a woman. The documents the cops found were from Michael and Elena (Y/S/N). We need you to do the reconnaissance.”

Fuck.

You stopped breathing for a few seconds before you pulled the air hard and lost your strength, your eyes filled with water, already starting to flow down your cheeks, while your wide eyes stared at an empty space in the room.

You ended up falling to your knees on the floor, the silenced tears falling from your eyes, causing Suhee and Becca to drop their clothes and run to you shaking your shoulders, wondering what was going on. You heard nothing else, only the words of that man ran like a loop in your head.

"Miss, you still on the line?"

"Y-yes." You answered by forcing your voice out. "II'll get there as fast as I can." And so ended the call. Letting your arm fall to the side of your body. It was not possible. That was not possible. You picked up the phone again and tried desperately to call your parents' phones, but none of them answered. You were beginning to panic, you couldn’t control your breathing anymore, it was as if all the earth air had disappeared and you couldn’t breathe. You dropped the phone on the floor, grabbed your hair and burst into tears, unable to do anything else, think of nothing but the worst.

"What happened, (Y/N)? You're scaring us!" Becca asked, hugging you next to Suhee.

"It was ... It was from The Forensic Pathologist Office.” You took a deep breath, able to speak through sobs and tears. “They're calling me to do a reconnaissance of two bodies ... They were with my parents' identities, they were my parents, they're dead.” You lowered your head, crying hard once more as the two other girls panicked, not knowing what to do other than hugging you. “I-I ... J-Jungkook ..” You muttered through the sobs. Suhee understood what you meant and picked up the cell phone lying on the floor, trying to call Jeon for several minutes, but it always into the mailbox.

“He's not answering.” She mumbled. "Why on earth is not he answering? He always fucking answers her no matter what he's doing.” She screamed at the cell phone, visibly irritated. That's when the screen lit up. “Who's Sunshine?” You lifted your head and took the cell phone from your friend's hand, answering.

"Hoseok!" Your voice broke, and you bowed your head, weeping loudly.

"I know, little one. I already know what happened." He said in a soft voice, on the other side of the line. You were broken enough not to even bother asking how he already knew. "I'm coming to the University. Where are you?" You tried to respond, but you could not talk, so Becca answered for you. Minutes later Hoseok was entering the room and taking you in his arms in a strong hug, saying that everything would be all right, and that everything would work out. He said he would take you to the morgue and you started asking about Jungkook, but Hoseok said that he was busy with some things and that he couldn’t be with you at that moment, but that he would find you as soon as possible.

...

"I can’t do this." You said standing at the door of the room where you could see two bodies on stretchers, covered in white sheets. The smell of that place was making you sick. The air conditioner made you shake even more and hug your body, trying to inultiously stop shaking. Your legs did not move and you could not breathe right, your head was spinning and you threatened to faint any minute. Hoseok stood beside you, watching you. He hugged her waist, giving you what to lean on.

"If you don’t want to do that, you don’t have to.” He whispered, looking at your face that stared up at the two bodies on that stretcher.

“What if ... What if it's not them? What if someone has robbed them and stolen their wallets? There is this possibility, right?” You asked looking hopefully at Hoseok. He knew that there was no such possibility, he knew that it was his parents who were on those stretchers, and if it was with other people, he would have told the truth naked and raw, but with you it was different, he was unable to be cruel to you, and he knew exactly why. Then he smiled and nodded, saying yes, and you smiled at him. You looked forward and took a deep breath walking toward the stretchers.

Hoseok didn’t leave your side for a second. He took a good look at you before nodding to the coroner to lift the cloths. As soon as the doctor made the move, uncovering the face of those on the stretcher, you gasped and burst into tears as you saw your parents there. Both had small cuts on their faces, their skins were colorless, and their lips were purplish. You threw yourself against Hoseok's chest and he hugged you as hard as he could. The coroner topped off the bodies once more, having confirmation that those were actually Michael and Elena (Y/S/N).

You had no strength to even move.

“They are dead.” You whimpered against Hoseok's chest. He sighed and bent down a little, passing one arm beneath your legs and carrying you out of the room. He didn’t say anything, he had nothing to say.

As soon as you got home, you called your sister who was at her house in London. Brooklin said through sobs that she would be there the next morning. The rest of the day, you stayed in your room trying to think of what to do, but the pain in your chest was stronger and you could not do anything but cry for your loss. Hoseok in a certain part of the day, brought cookies and milk that you refused to eat saying that you were not hungry. He said you would not have to worry about anything, because he was taking care of everything, about the funeral and the burial.

You asked him again about Jungkook and he said he didn’t know where he was. Later, after five o'clock, Taehyung, Namjoon, Yoongi and Jin appeared and stayed in the room with you next to Hoseok, only hearing you cry and trying to cheer you up a little, because seeing you that way left them with broken hearts.

"Where the fuck is Jungkook?" Jin asked Hoseok as soon as you slept surrounded by them. "The parents of the woman he loves die and he did not even answer her calls."

“He's investigating.”  he whispered as he stroked her hair, so asleep that even sobbed. "Apparently the accident was not an accident."

"You mean someone could have killed her parents?" Taehyung asked, taking care not to raise his voice.

"It would not be a surprise. We have many enemies. If they can not reach (Y/N) who is always surrounded by us, they go after the people she loves." Yoongi said. "There is no better way than this to achieve Jungkook."

“Jeon has made it clear to all of us and to the world that he doesn’t care about the people around (Y/N), he only cares for her. That doesn’t make sense.” Namjoon said on the edge of the bed.

“Yes, it does. Jungkook hates when she cries. He would do anything for her, and he made sure that whoever made her cry would know the darkest part of him, and you know that.” Hoseok said without taking his eyes off you, which now seemed so much calmer. "(Y/N) is his weak spot, if anything hits her, it hits him as well. He's going to kill everyone who's involved in this, and if those responsible are from some rival gang, he's going to start a war, and we're going to destroy whoever made our girl cry.”

…

A little later the boys were all asleep when you woke up surrounded by them. You felt awful, as if the world had fallen on your back, and you did not have the strength to hold on and fell face down. You looked sideways seeing that Hoseok was lying on your left side, Taehyung on your right side and Yoongi flat on your feet. Jin was asleep in the armchair and Namjoon was on the floor at his feet, anchoring his back on the older man's legs. Looking at the clock on the table next to the bed, it was already past midnight, and you had not seen Jungkook yet. You managed to get off the bed over Taehyung, trying to be as slow and smooth as possible not to wake any of the boys.

You reached for some blankets that you had tucked into your wardrobe and managed to cover each of them, the night was cold and you did not want them to catch a cold. Even if your world was crumbling, you could still take care of your friends.

You picked up the cell phone on top of the dresser and saw that there were missing calls, but they were from Suhee, Becca, and Jimin, but nothing from Jungkook, not even a message. You answered all three, saying that you were home, and that you would talk to them as soon as you felt better. You did not want to make them even more worried than they should be. You sighed and left the room, closing the door behind you gently, down the stairs.

As soon as you stepped on the last step, the door to the living room opened and Jungkook stepped inside carrying his jacket in his hand. When his gaze hit you, and he saw your state, puffy eyes, red nose and messy hair, he froze, just like you. He wanted to hold you, wanted to comfort you, but he couldn’t, not after what he'd done to you.

“My parents died." You whispered, not sure whether he knew it or not. He just nodded and closed the door behind him, unable to make eye contact with you.

"I know."

"Where were you?"

"Solving some things."

"Hoseok took me to do the recon." You said taking a step toward him, finally managing to move. He nodded again, placing one of his hands in the pocket of his pants.

"I know, I told him to go with you because I could not go."

"Why? I appreciate what he did, but I needed my boyfriend and..." You started talking as you took a few more steps toward him, but stopped on your way when you felt the strong smell of alcohol coming from him. "Were you drinking?"

"No."

"So why are you smelling of vodka?"

"They broke a bottle of vodka on my back."

"Oh my God, are you okay?" You asked sweetly, finally ending the space between you, bringing your hands up to his face, which at the same moment threw his jacket down and gripped your wrists, so you would not touch his face, leaving you confused.

"Don’t do it." He said in a cold, aching voice. You just blinked in confusion not understanding what he meant. "Don’t worry about me after what I did."

"What are you talking about?" You asked frowning. "Baby…"

"Don’t call me Baby." He raised his voice loosening your wrists and moving away from you, stopping near the stairs. You turned completely lost, watching him grab his own hair and pull them hard before looking at you again. "I don’t deserve your love, (Y/N), I don’t deserve your concern or affection, I swore I'd end up with anyone who made you cry, and now I'm the cause of your tears, and I hate myself for it, I feel like Anytime I could get a knife and stick it in my head to punish me for what I did to you.”

"But what the hell are you talking about, Jungkook? But of course you deserve my love." You said walking toward him and holding his face, just for him to move your hands away again. “Stop pushing me away, Jeon Jungkook. You are mine and I touch you when I want to, do you understand?” You raised your voice, holding his face again, forcing him to look into your eyes. His black eyes were darker than normal, he was angry, angry with himself for what he had done. "You didn’t make me cry anytime ..."

“THAT'S MY FAULT.” He shouted making you jump back in fright. His voice echoed through the house and surely the boys should have awake. "The death of your parents, it's my fault."

"What?"

"That’s why I was absent all day. I heard that his parents had died after a call. It was not an accident. I investigated the car. He was sabotaged. Your parents were murdered because of me, because you're my girlfriend, because you're the woman I love, my weak point, and since they can not do anything against you physically, they attacked your parents because they knew it would hit me, because I swore I'd kill anyone who made you cry.”

"Wait, what? ... what ... How ..." You interrupted him, not knowing exactly what to say. There was too much information at once.

“They killed their parents to get to me, because they knew I'd be upset to see you cry. Blame your parents are dead is mine, because I had the stupid idea to call you out, and ended up putting you in the middle of it all.” He said staring at you, watching you take a few steps back from him, until you're on your knees on the floor bursting into tears once more. All that utopia, all those good feelings you felt when you were with him, were fading and being replaced by those words.

The boys who had heard the leader's shouts rushed out of the bedroom, startled, just to see you on the floor, hugging your own body, crying compulsively as Jungkook stared at you without action. Hoseok stepped past him and hugged you, helping you up. As soon as he looked at Jeon he was sure that the theory about the accident was not really an accident was confirmed.

"You have to leave this house." Jungkook began, making you bury your face even more deeply into Hoseok's chest. "No one goes after you or the one you love if you're not with me. You will not see us again." He said turning to go up the stairs, but stopped, breathing deeply before saying the last thing he had to say. “You need to start dating someone else, so it will be easier for the enemies to see that we broke up ... I regret that I offered you that ride.” And so he continued up the stairs, disappearing into the upper corridor.

The boys were silent, they had nothing to say.

You cringed in Hoseok's arms, crying compulsively, that should not be happening to you. Was God punishing you for deciding to stay with Jungkook instead of your parents? Did God think you hated your parents and that's why he decided to take them away from you? Didn’t you deserve your parents? Thousands of thoughts ran through your head, questions and more questions, but no answers. You had no floor, no air, you had lost your parents and now Jungkook had left you. You were totally lost in a sea of pain, and you did not know how to get out without drowning.

…

The next day, Hoseok picked up your bags he had prepared during the night while you used his room to cry, and put them in the car in the garage.

“Are you sure this is the right thing?” He asked Jungkook that was propped up on the side of the car with his arms crossed, looking out at the street. "You know what will happen when she leaves, Jeon. Your trigger will break.”

“It's already broken. I can’t be with her after that, Hoseok. I love that woman more than I love my life. I am cold, yes, I hardly have feelings for others, but the thought of looking at her every day, knowing that the people she loves will die because of me and that she will cry and suffer for it, it destroys me from inside. I can’t do this to her. I can’t be selfish with her.” He lowered his eyes. "And I doubt she'll want to stay with me after that."

And at that moment, you left the house, head down, shoulders down, and you sniffed as you walked toward the car. Hoseok got in the car and stayed inside with the windows closed, giving some privacy to both of you, since he knew you would probably say goodbye. You thought of passing straight for Jungkook, but as soon as you was in front of him, you stopped and looked up at him.

"It was not your fault." You said. You were hurt by everything he had said, you were angry at everything that was happening, and he had no right to make you suffer even more, not after all the times he swore to make her happy. "It was my fault, I accepted the ride.”

And without letting him say anything, you got in the car and wiped away the tears and asked Hoseok to drive. As Jung's car drove away, Jeon saw the love of his life go away, perhaps forever and that made all the pain he felt, strike his heart, sending him to angry tears that rolled down his cheeks as he staring at the car that was fading away with the woman he wanted to have forever by his side.

He went back inside the house and went up to the bedroom, coming in and slamming the door behind him. The anger he was feeling at that moment was uncontrollable, so he began throwing everything in front of him on the floor, breaking the lamps, knocking over the dresser, placing the bed upside down, until he was sitting in a corner of the room, curled, gripping his hair tightly as banging the back of his head on the wall over and over again.

Namjoon's voice came from outside the door, they had spent the night there, waiting for orders from Jungkook. As he opened the bedroom door and looked inside for the leader, Jungkook stared at him.

“Find Shadow!”

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Hazard - Jung Hoseok (M)

— pairing | Jung Hoseok /Reader

— word c | 5.200

— genre | Badboy au!, angst , Smut.

— summary |  You are suspicious that your boyfriend is cheating on you. You decide to follow him one day, after work, and find him at a bar, kissing his secretary.  You two start fighting on the street, outside the pub, and that’s where you meet him. A man you’ve never seen before offers you a ride on his motocycle and you accept. And this ride ends with you in his bath, fucking him.

— warnings/tags | Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words.

“Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? Do you think I'm a toy that you play with and replace when you get tired? I'm a fucking person, you asshole." You were yelling at your boyfriend, now ex boyfriend, who tried to explain to you the scene that you had just picked up, he and a girl kissing inside a pub in the city. You and Jeha had been together for almost two years, and within a few months you were suspicious that he was cheating on you, so you decided to investigate. Today he said that he would stay at his job later, and you stood at the door of the building where he worked, when you saw him leaving with another woman, you followed and you both came to the pub where they were now. You entered the establishment and saw him kissing this other woman. You threw a glass of beer over the two of them and left the place, but he came after you, trying to explain what had happened, but you just did not want to hear, and what should have been just a little discussion, turned into an ugly fight, where you even hit him with a slap in the face, pulling you away as he tried to approach.

“Don’t you ever touch me again, speak my name or dare speak to me, Jeha. You make me sick. If you didn’t want to be with me any more, you'd end this fucking relationship instead of cheating on me, you son of a bitch.” You yelled again, catching the attention of the people in the waiting line to enter the pub.

“This is all your fault, (Y/N).” He yelled back, making you stand still for a few seconds before turning your face slowly toward him, with your mouth half open and half-closed eyes, not believing what you had just heard. “You always pay more attention to your work than me, you're never at home when I need you, and you were not giving me what I deserved.”

“You deserve a punch in the middle of your face for telling me such outrage. I took the entire month off just to be with you, and it's you who said you was full of work, but you was actually cheating on me with your secretary, Kim Jeha.” You said, raising the tone of your voice gradually until you were screaming his name with all the air you had in your lungs.

You two were silent, one staring at the other, while people around stared at you and whispered. You were breathing heavily and wondering if you would punch him or if you turned your back and left. You were always a good girl, you always did everything your parents wanted. Dating with Jeha was their idea and in the beginning you liked it because you had a crush on him, but at that time, you just wanted to go back in time and finish everything before that happened. You were not a silly teenager, you knew that none of it was your fault and nothing he said would make you feel bad about it, as if you were to blame. But still you felt bad, because during the time you dated, you did everything for him, and everything was wasted now.

You were about to say something when a hand touched your shoulder, making you turn back. There was a man behind you, he had black hair and dark eyes. his face was long and his cheeks were thin, his hair was half party, showing a piece of his forehead. He was tall, you had to lift your head to see his full face. He wore leather pants, boots, a T-shirt, and over it a jacket, all his clothes were black. His hand that was on your shoulder, squeezing it gently, and he stared at you. You opened your mouth to speak, but you did not have exactly what to say, and all the tension you were feeling seemed to fade as he stared deep into your eyes.

“You've already humbled yourself too much because of this piece of shit.” He said, his voice causing shivers throughout your body. "You deserve better." He said, and Jeha protested, advancing upon you and raising his hand to take the hand of that man off your shoulder, but the mysterious man was faster and grabbed the wrist of your ex-boyfriend, pushing his arm away from you, without even having to take his eyes off yours.

The mysterious man stepped aside, pointing toward a gray Harley Davidson that was standing on the side of the road, with two helmets without visors hanging from the back. You looked back at that man next to you, who was still serious but in a way that was not scary or intimidating and then looked at the bike. You've never ridden a motorcycle. You've never dated a stranger in your life, all the people you were with, that you talked to were people you've known all your life. You never took the risk, you had never faced the danger, and at that moment you were instigated to try. You would get out of your comfort zone and face what was ahead that line.

You took a deep breath and without looking at your ex boyfriend, you walked towards the bike, listening to Jeha scream for you. As soon as you got a helmet, you looked back, seeing Jeha being prevented from reaching you by two other boys dressed in the same clothes as that mysterious man.

He was standing at your side, he took the helmet and placed it, sitting on the bike and turning it on, making the engine roar, giving you chills. You did not hesitate to sit in the back and move your hands around his waist. Soon after, he was driving away from that street and Jeha's desperate cries were replaced by the roar of the motorcycle engine.

“Where do you live?" You had your chin on the mysterious man's shoulder when he asked you while he was still driving the bike. You frowned, confused as to why he was asking that.

“Are you going to take me home?”

"Yes, what did you think I would do to you? That I would rape you? That I would dope you and sell you on the black market?” He asked, raising his voice enough so that you could hear him over the sound of the engine, his voice full of irony. You swallowed and shook your head.

“I thought we were going to have sex.” You said after creating courage, and at the same time, the man stepped on the bike's brakes, stopping it in the middle of the street. You squeezed his waist in your arms, and closed your eyes tightly. As soon as the bike was stationary, you were relieved that there was no accident and no vehicle behind you. You hated bikes because of this, you were afraid something would happen. You had a good chance of surviving a car crash, but the chances of surviving a motorcycle crash were extremely small. The mysterious man lowered the pedal of the motorcycle and turned the handlebars. Soon after he removed his helmet and turned his neck back a little, looking over his shoulder at you. It was the same expression he had when you left that pub. You blinked a few times and swallowed.

“Do you want to fuck me?” He asked with a frown, his eyes slightly wide, not seeming to believe you had said that. You moved your head a little to the side, entering his field of vision and nodded, biting your lip shortly after. You could swear that his black eyes darkened when he saw you biting your lip. He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. “In your house?”

You were at the back of a motorcycle, with a guy you had never seen before. You had said that you wanted to have sex with him and you had a great chance of getting yourself into trouble, but at that moment, you were not caring about it. If something were to happen, and that was your last night on earth, you would take advantage of all your chances.

“How about yours?” You asked, your voice breaking. He licked his lips and stared at you for a few seconds, looking for some sign of hesitation or regret in your face, but he found nothing. He nodded and put on his helmet, pulling up the bike pedal and driving again, but this time, toward his house.

…

As he parked the motorcycle in front of the large gray building, with several graffiti scattered over its finish, you were wondering whether you regretted it or not. You came down first and the mysterious man came down soon after, putting his helmet on the bike and doing the same with yours. You took a good look around you, seeing you were a very low-class neighbor. There was no one on the streets, but you felt like you were being watched. You looked back at the man next to you who was looking at you curiously, analyzing your reactions. He nodded toward the entrance gate of the building and walked toward it with his hands tucked into the front pockets of his pants, making you have to run to get him.

“Is there no danger of someone stealing your bike?" You asked him who just laughed and shook his head in denial. You blinked in confusion, but didn’t say anything else. He opened the building gate for you and then the door leading to the entrance hall. You two headed toward the staircase next to the elevator that had a yellow stripe locking the door, saying the elevator was broken. As you climbed the stairs behind that man, you noticed by the faint glow that did not light up the stairs, which were also graffiti of gang names and profanity on the walls.

The two of you climbed four flights of stairs until he opened a door and passed it, entering a corridor that led to some apartments. There were four doors in the hall, two on each side of the hall. Three of them had graffiti, and only the last one on the left was totally clean. Already on the right side, in the middle of the two doors, there was a couple kissing and touching without modesty, as if they were in the privacy of their houses. You just lowered your head and took a few steps, approaching the back of the mysterious man who just stopped walking as he stood in front of the clean door, opening it, and took a step back and mentioned for you to enter. So you did, entering and observing the place. It was a small apartment.

The living room was joined with the kitchen, separated only by a counter. There was a 40-inch television on top of a rack next to the door you had entered and a leather couch slouched across from her. Behind the sofa was the stone counter that separated the living room from the kitchen, and beside the kitchen wall, right in front of you, was a small hallway that led to a wooden door. To your right, there was a window with shutters half open, letting the streetlight light illuminate inside. It was a cozy place, unlike the luxury you used to have in your apartment. It was not messy, despite having a few boxes of Thai food on the table in front of the sofa and some pizza boxes on the kitchen counter. The wallpaper was a light gray color, with some white details in the corners, where the walls met.

You turned back, facing the mysterious man leaning against the door with his arms folded, his head leaning forward, looking at you through his lashes. That's when you remembered why you were there. As he took a big step toward you, ending the distance between the two of you, you held your breath involuntarily, looking into his eyes, feeling your heart soar as if in a race. You had never had sex with someone unknown, in fact you had never had sex with someone other than Jeha, you lost your virginity with him two years ago and had never experienced another man. You were extremely nervous, but you were not regretting, you just needed a little more time to get used to the idea.

The mysterious man noticed your tension and smiled. He sure had one of the most beautiful smiles you had ever seen and you knew he knew that. Even with the strain on your whole body, you could feel the heat between your legs.

“Take a breath.” He said slowly and almost like a whisper, making you remember that you were still holding your breath. You gasped and nearly choked on the air you pulled into your lungs. He stared at you for a few more seconds, before turning away from you and walking toward that small hallway. “I'm going to take a shower, make yourself comfortable.” He said and entered through that door, leaving it open and disappearing into that room. You stood in the middle of the room, confused by what had just happened. You thought he would kiss you and take you to the bedroom, or even to the sofa, not that he said it and left.

You bit your lip and decided to go to that room. You hesitated to come in, but you took the courage to continue. It was a small room, there was a door that was open that led to the closet, and another that led to what appeared to be a bathroom. The room had the same color on the walls, but the difference was that there were posters of rock bands decorating the room. The bed had a white sheet and a gray blanket over it, it was messed up, as if someone was just getting up. There were some clothes thrown across the floor, most of them dark. You heard the tap being turned on and turned toward the bathroom, deciding if you were going to go there, or if you expected him to finish bathing. You had never been through such a situation, so you were confused.

“I know you want to come in here.” The mysterious man's voice said, making you jump with fright. “If you feel comfortable, and feel like coming in here, you're more than welcome.” His voice said again. You shook your head, pushing away the indecisive ones and clenching your fists, walking confidently to the bathroom. Upon entering, you were standing in front of a grimy little white sink and a mirror. There was a toilet next to it, and in the background, leaning against the wall, was a white bathtub. where the mysterious man was relaxed, lying in there under the water, his head thrown back, propped against the wall, his eyes closed and his arms resting on the edges of the tub.

You never thought you would feel so aroused, so attracted to someone just to see him in a bathtub.

"Wh-what's your name?" You asked, stuttering the words, squeezing your thighs as sheyou felt the heat between your legs rise. The man didn’t bother to open his eyes to answer.

“Hoseok” He said. Hoseok, that name is very familiar to you. "And you're (Y/N)."

“How do you know...?” You asked confusedly, but then you remembered that Jeha had shouted your name several times before that mysterious man, entitled Hoseok, got you out of there. You thought of some other question to ask, but your mind was very drunk with the vision you were having. You just realized you were staring when Hoseok opened his eyes and turned to you.

"Are you going to stand there or will you join me?" He asked calmly, without showing any kind of expression. Now, your indecision was attacking again. "You told me you wanted to have sex, (Y/N), but if you don’t want to, I will not force you to do anything." He said realizing you were not going to say anything. Somehow, his voice, the way he looked at you, brought you confidence, security, and that was strange, but it was good. It was very good.

You took another deep breath, bringing your hands toward your back, where the zipper of your red dress was. You didn’t bother to climb on his bike wearing it, because you wore a black pantyhose underneath. Hoseok followed the dress slowly as it slid to the floor and then he looked up at you, your pantyhose reached your belly button and you wore a black lace bra. You kicked the boots off your feet and grabbed the hem of your pantyhose, pulling it down, showing off your black lace panties. Hoseok shifted in the tub, feeling that little private show was affecting him intimately. After another deep breath, you took your hands up to your back, unbuttoning your bra and tossing it down, taking off your panties soon after. Hoseok tipped his head to the side, and looked you up and down slowly as you approached the tub.

You felt your body warm as you felt his dark eyes scanning your naked body. You bit your lips, trying not to use your arms to hide yourself, and Hoseok stifled a groan. He wanted to bite your lips. You leaned against the edges of the tub to sit on the other side, facing Hoseok and shrinking your legs, knowing that his legs were open, and his feet were on either side of your hip.

“I never had sex with another man other than my ex." You said after a few minutes in silence, taking your eyes off the spume and looking at Hoseok who staring at you with intensity in his eyes..

"I told you, you don’t have to do anything you do not want …"

“I want to." You answered almost immediately. Hoseok bit his lip and arched one eyebrow at you, letting out a heavy sigh soon after.

“Come here" He called to you with one hand. "Sit on my lap and let me kiss you." He said almost in a whisper, but with authority in his voice. You didn’t hesitate to obey, using your hands on the edges of the tub to support yourself, you were able to sit on his lap, your body trembling, releasing a groan as you felt your clit and all your cunt to be right on his cock, pressing it against his belly. He chuckled. "You barely touched me and it's already like this? I really doubt that shit fucked you right in the time you were together. You're all horny, I don’t doubt that if I take your panties, it will be soaked of your juice, because I know you were horny just to climb on that motorcycle.”

“I can only agree with you." You said in a trembling voice as Hoseok ran his hands down her bare back.  “And I never had sex with another guy who was not Jeha, so I can not answer you if ...”

“ I will show you.” Hoseok interrupted you, snarling and kissing you soon after. An overwhelming kiss that made you lose air. His hands pulled you against him, caressing your bare skin as his tongue attacked your mouth. It was strange, that kiss seemed so familiar to you, as if you had kissed him before and now you were having a déjà-vu feeling. “Rub on me.” He whispered between your lips and you obeyed, taking your hands out of his hair and holding on his shoulders, moving your hips toward his, rubbing your pussy on his cock. He moaned against your lips and tightened his arms around you before lowering his hands to your hips, helping you to move. All that friction against him was making your core catch fire and you tightened your fingers on his shoulders, stopping the kiss to breathe, and staring into his face. He let out a wicked laugh and you wondered why. Easily, Hoseok moved his hand between you and held his cock, and as soon as you made the move against his hip, Hoseok hugged your waist, pulling you up a bit and positioning his dick in your entrance, making you sit down and make his dick slide all the way into you.

You chocked at the scream you gave as you felt his dick stretching your walls, throbbing as you felt he had hit hard your weak spot, making your whole body shake with the first orgasm. You looked at him as you gasped, frowning, blinking confused eyes as you tried to control your body that wanted to squirm over him. He smiled at you, a smug smile, knowing what had just happened. As your body calmed down from the sudden orgasm, you wondered what the hell had happened. How did you have an orgasm that fast?

Hoseok gently caressed your face and kissed you all over your face, neck and shoulders, waiting for your body to calm down. As soon as you stopped trembling over him, he looked up at you with a sweet smile.

“Ready to move?” He asked, holding your chin. You nodded. He once again grabbed your hips and helped you up and down his dick, riding slowly, until you regain all your strength and start riding fast and hard on him. Hoseok groaned and threw his head back, closing his eyes and leaning his head against the wall as you rolled your hips, up and down on his cock. His hands squeezed your ass and he lifted his head, staring at you with his eyebrows drooping and his jaw clenched. There was lust in his eyes and you knew it was because of you, and for some reason that gave you butterflies in the stomach and made you smile. “You're so tight.” He moaned as he unraveled into the tub and sat, hugging you, bringing his face to your neck and giving you hickeys. "I want to fuck this tight pussy in every possible position." He moaned, biting your shoulder, making you moan as you up and down on his lap. “Fuck.” He moaned, leaning back and holding the edges of the tub. “Lie down on me and hold on to the side of my head.” He asked and you obeyed. You leaned over his chest, gripped the edge of the tub on either side of his head. He bit his lip and began to move slowly against you, using the edges of the tub as support and pushing his hips against yours.

Soon his movements began to grow stronger and deeper and every thrust he gave you, you moaned loudly, closing your eyes and biting your lips. You turned your head, as if you were cracking your neck and began panting feeling your core contracted and your cunt pulsing, thirsting for a new orgasm.

“Look at me.” He asked, but you were too absorbed in feeling all that pleasure that you couldn’t open your eyes. “I want to see your eyes when you cum.” And then his hand was on your throat, raising your head and forcing you to look at him. The pressure he was making on your neck was making you breathless, and your face began to turn red, but for some reason that was being pleasurable. You rolled your eyes and let out a hoarse groan, tightening around him, making him grunt and squeeze his fingers in your throat as he pounded deep, hard and slowly into you.

You wanted more, wanted faster, wanted him to go faster. When you saw that he was going to continue only with that movement, you made a move to move your hip to ride him, but he released his other hand from the edge of the tub and grabbed your waist using force with his fingers, and you knew it would leave bruises the next day, but you didn’t care. You made a gesture to lower your head, but he used his hand on your throat to keep you from taking your eyes off him. You could feel it was coming.

“Ple-please Hoseok.” You moaned in a low voice. His abdomen twitched as he heard his name come out of your mouth like that, and he increased the force of the thrusts, making you scream.

“Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me what you want me to do. Beg for me. Use my name to beg.” He grunted, staring deep into your eyes. You controlled your willingness to roll your eyes one more time, feeling your inside tremble and pressed your fingers to the edge of the tub. “Make me cum, Hoseok.” You whimpered, starting to feel that hot feeling coming out of your core. “Please make me cum Hoseok, please. I want to cum with your dick inside me, fucking me, pleas-fuck.” You ended the sentence by screaming at the orgasm taking hold of your body and Hoseok's fingers at the same moment squeezed your throat, not letting you breathe, and it made a pleasure bomb explode inside you, making you arch your back and raising your hands, flattening them on Hoseok's chest, trying to lift your body, but his hand on your waist held you down.

Suddenly, Hoseok let go of your throat and held the edge of the tub. He flexed his legs and seconds later he was kneeling inside the tub, sitting on his heels and you were on his lap, with him hugging you by the waist. You hugged his neck, still shaking and moaning with the orgasm, he gripped your hip and began moving his against yours, thrusting hard. You bit his neck, making his body shiver and urging him to use more force on his thrusts against your pussy. Suddenly one of his hands was passing between you and he began to massage your still sensitive clitoris. You screamed as you felt his rough fingers against your tender spot and tried to rise, but his arm around your waist didn’t let you leave.

"I cannot... Please... I can’t." You whimpered, lifting your head to look at him.

“You can, baby. C'mon, I know you can.” He moaned as he took a deep breath. It was too strong, too intense, you could not control your body, and even if you wanted to stop, you could not stop. Hoseok had some effect on you and you could not decide if that was good or bad since your mind was not working well at that time. “C'mon (Y/N), give it to me.” He grunted between his teeth, increasing the speed of his fingers on your clit. You shook your head in denial, closing your eyes tightly. “Please baby, just one more time and i promise you that we can leave this bath. Give yourself to me baby. Cum around my cock just one more time, be a good girl for me, hm? Can you do that? Can you squeeze this pussy around my dick just one more time, hm baby?” He asked, but you were unable to answer any of those questions because you were too focused on what you were feeling. “Hold you breath and look at me.” He ordered and you obeyed. You pulled the air and hold your breath, staring at his eyes. It was a matter of seconds, you just stared into his dark eyes and you felt the orgasm taking over your body, and you screamed, hugging him by the neck and shaking for the third time that night, in that bathtub.

It was too strong, too intense, you could not hold it, you could not control yourself. Something you had never felt invaded your body and you began to cry. The sound of your moan of pleasure breaking and turning into a whimper made Hoseok stop his movements and freeze in place, not moving a muscle.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked without moving to look at you, just holding your waist, so you wouldn’t fall back. You sniffed and shook his head in denial, sobbing. "Then... Then why are you crying?"

“I don’t know.” You sniffed against his neck again, still feeling pulses of energy in your body, the newly orgasm. “It was intense ... I did not ... I ...” You could not formulate whole sentences and that frustrated you. Hoseok sighed in relief and shook his head. “I'm tired." You murmured, and he nodded.

"Let's go to the bed." He said quietly, now giving you gentle kisses over your shoulder.

"You have not cum yet."

"You're tired, we can do this tomorrow." He whispered, and you were so tired you could not even argue. Hoseok helped you to get up out of the tub. He helped you dry yourself and put on your lingerie, but instead of wearing your dress, you wore one of his shirts and he laid you on the bed. You were confused why he was being that way with you. Was it normal for a guy you just met and fucked to be all gentle in that way? Not even Jeha in the two years you spent together, never been that way, never cared for you after sex, not even after your first time. And you remembered how Jeha was if you refused to fuck him and make him cum, he spent almost a week without talking to you, and when he spoke, he was rude and disrespectful. “You are hungry? Would you like something to eat?” He asked, leaning over you, kissing you in the corner of your mouth.

“Why are you being like this?” You asked with a frown. He looked at you in confusion, hoping you'd explain the situation to him. "You don’t even know me, I'm just a girl you picked up at a bar door, so why are you being like this?"

“I'm not an asshole, (Y/N).” He answered by sitting down next to her on the bed. "I'm a man and I know how to treat a woman even though I've got her at a 'bar door.’And you're sure we do not know each other?"

"Yeah, I mean, have we met before?" You asked forcing your head to remember, but nothing came into your mind. He laughed and jumped on the bed, lying down behind you.

"Tomorrow you think about it. Let's go to sleep. Do you wanna cuddle?” He asked and you nodded, turning to face him, letting him take you in a hug, tucking you into his chest.

It was really strange the comfort you could find in those arms. In that place. Never in your life you had entered a small apartment, you'd never imagined one day end up fucking a stranger in a small bathtub in a low-class neighborhood, not because you were petty or snobbish, but because your mother always filled your head and your life with stewardship that you didn’t even think of anything other than queen size beds and hot tubs. You never thought you'd feel more comfortable and secure in the arms of a man you've just met, than with your ex-boyfriend whom you've known practically all your life.

You never thought you would feel so fine with someone you had just met and that was good because you felt that all the tension you had felt for months, was now being ripped off your shoulders and you could rest.

You were wrong at first, when you thought Hoseok seemed to be a problem, he was actually being your solution. He was pulling you out of your comfort zone, putting you on a path that looked too hazard, but actually you were out of danger.

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A Night With a Vampire - Part 1 (m)

— pairing | Kim Taehyung /Reader

— word c | 6,305

— genre | Vampire! Taehyung, Slightly angst. Smut. 

— summary | The end of the relationship leaves you lost and totally sad. Your friend is having a party and you promised you would. You just did not know that your life would change from there.

— warnings/tags | Bad words, Oral (female receiving). Explict sex.

‘Part 1′ | Part 2 

9:30 p.m. - Friday.

“Get up, (Y/N)!" It was the thousandth time Jimin was knocking at my door. Holy shit, I cannot even sleep in this house anymore! My wristwatch marked nine-thirty at night. Today is Friday and I'm lying under my covers. I have no reason to leave here. My 4-year-old date ended a few days ago and I'm not in the mood to do anything at all. It was amazing to see the guy I loved saying that I wasn’t good enough for him anymore and that he was not interested in me anymore. Shit. I think a shotgun shot in my face would hurt less than that. “(Y/N)! Don’t make me break this door!” Jimin was my best friend and roommate. We were doing fashion college together. College which was a four hour drive, since in the city where we live it doesn’t have support for a college building or for a decent shopping mall.

Jiminie was always with me in all my fights with Lil and it was he who lent me a shoulder to cry on. How stupid of me … I've lost four years of my life with a guy, to get here and get a foothold in the ass, days before I graduated from college.

"(Y/N), I'll count to three, if you don’t open this fucking door …"

"I'm coming, Jiminie!" I yelled as I kicked the covers and got out of bed. That sucks. "What is it?" I asked, opening the door. I was surprised to see how he was dressed. "What ... Why are you dressed as Lord Voldemort?"

"Millena's fancy party is today, have you forgotten?"

"No, I didn’t, and I'm not going!" I spoke back to my bed and lay down again. Millena was our friend. She was also our classmate. Her parties are the most popular in the city because even in a city small as Forty City, there are not many people who can hold a party at the level of the festivals of big cities like New York and Las Vegas. She and Jimin had an overwhelming passion about two years, they dated, but they preferred to stay as friends. And that's why Jimin lives with me, he thought if he lived with her, they would probably fuck 24 hours a day.

"Is it because of Lil?" He asked sitting down on the edge of the bed. I nodded. "It's been a week, (Y / N) ..." A week? I'm worse than I thought. "You need to snap out of it. It’s over. End.”

"I already know that, Jimin." I said without any animation in my voice and I tucked my head under the pillow.

"Come on, princess?!" He pulled back the pillow and made me look at him. “You need to have fun. And Millena will be very upset if you don’t go to her last party in town, don’t forget that in five days we're going to Los Angeles. "

"What if he's there?"

"You're ignore him, you're 23. You're a beautiful woman, you can get any guy you want at this party."

"I will not have sex with a guy, a week after the end of my relationship.”

"You’re silly, I know Lil took about three girls just yesterday!" He said coolly. That actually hurt like a slap in the face.  “We're planning on going to this party for weeks, (Y/N) ...”

What now? What do I do? What if I go to this party and Lil is getting another girl? How will I react? But what if I do not go and Millena gets mad at me? After all, I promised her I would come to this party and I already bought the costume. Should I go or stay here lamenting the end of my relationtship?

Jimin pouted... I hate when he does that! I always do everything he asks me when he pouts.

“Give me a few minutes. I'll get dressed.” I said with a half smile, watching his face light up and a huge smile appear. Before I could continue what I was talking about, Jiminie jumped on top of me, hugging me tight. Lord, when did he get so heavy? Are the muscles or hamburgers we always eat after we leave college?

"I'll wait for you in the living room. Don’t take too long or I'll take you there, naked!" He said and left jumping out of bed and before closing the door, he sent me a kiss.

That's it! Come on, (Y / N)... You can do it. I got up and walked dragged into the bathroom of my room. When I enter, I get scared when I look in the mirror. Holy shit, I'm horrible! My hair is a bushel, my eye pencil is blurred. I look like a beggar with nightwear rumpled.

Here we go…

I turned on the shower and pulled out my clothes, tossing them into a corner of the bathroom. I stepped under the warm water and closed my eyes as the water poured down my body. This should be the final cleaning. The water and the soap were wiping away all the fingerprints Lil had left on me when he touched me. All the touches were being removed by this water. I'm not the girl to whine about the spilled milk. I'm an attitude girl and that's what I have to remember today.

I opened my eyes, determined to use this party to forget the four years I spent dedicating myself to someone who would end with me near one of the most important days of my life. Something tells me that tonight is going to be the best of all.

After the shower, I wrapped my hair in the towel and went out to get my fantasy inside the closet. After I put her to bed, I grabbed a black lingerie in the drawer of the dresser, already wearing it. Black has always been my favorite color. And when I combine it with red I am even happier to have chosen it as my favorite color. I feel so exaggeratedly well with these two colors!

I took the towel from my hair and turned on the dryer to see if I could get a handle on that mane. Particularly, I liked my hair, I only hated it when it was too rebellious.

Some time later, I finished drying it and put on my costume. Vampire!

I never understood why I'm so crazy about vampires. No, I'm not talking about Twilight, I'm talking about Dracula. I'm literally crazy about movies where there are those fucking sexy leeches. Jimin thinks I'm crazy to think a vampire is sexy, he always says, ‘If these things existed for real you would not even want to get close to them, you would want to run away before he bit you’ But, I think if vampires existed for real, I would not be afraid of them. And I just want to be bitten by one. But it's all science fiction, that is, I will never know the feeling of being bitten by a vampire.

I looked in the mirror, finishing the makeup, basic thing. A blush, not too exaggerated black shade, mascara and an eyeliner to mark the eyes. I'm ready.

...

10:15 p.m. - Millena’s house.

"You arrived!" Millena ran up to me with open arms and jumped onto my neck before throwing herself over Jiminie. She was wearing a short white dress, clinging to her legs, she was a nurse. I'm not much surprised by this choice of fantasy, Millena always said that if she were not Fashion Designer, she would be a doctor. "I thought you wouldn’t come! In fact, you are magnificent with these fantasies."

"And we almost didn’t even come. (Y / N) didn’t want to get out of bed."

"But since Jimin is annoying, he knocked on my door, threatening to break it, and I was forced to open it." I turned irritated to him who raised his arms in surrender. "Where are the drinks?"

"This way."

We headed into Millena's two-story house. It was probably the biggest house in town. Her parents owned a branch of fashion stores that was spread throughout the world. They were in India now, signing another contract for another new branch there. I don’t even talk about my parents. They wanted me to be a lawyer, but fashion interests me more than defending those I know to be guilty. But when I chose what I wanted to do, they were understandable. Thank God! They even helped me with tuition.

As we walked to a place near the stairs where there was a table full of drinks and snacks, after all, an empty bag cannot stand upright, even more if that bag got drunk without having eaten anything, I observed the decoration of the house. Style "Murder House", there were pumpkins everywhere, black hearts balloons, decorative ribbons fluorescent and neon. Two globes of light hanging next to the $ 4,500 chandelier that Millena's mother bought at a store in Spain. The music it played was a kind of pop / electronic, the beat was strong and we could feel the ground shaking beneath our feet. The good part about living in a small town is that no neighbor can call the cops complaining about the loud sound, because the whole city is in here.

"Here!" She said handing me a glass with a red liquid inside. At the same time I took it, turned it over and swallowed all, feeling my throat burn. Fucking hell, now I get drunk.

"Slow down (Y / N)". Jimin said with a laugh. Only he knows how I get when I drink too much.

I was ready to go to the dance floor and forget that Lil once existed, when something made me look at the back of the room and I came across a man. He had one of his arms propped against the wall, a little above his head while talking to a girl. I found myself mesmerized. His black hair was a little below the nape of the neck and completely flat. I could not see his face completely, I just noticed the tone of his skin and wondered if it was as silky as it looked. He was wearing a black overcoat, his pants seemed to be the same color while wearing bad boy style boots.

"Who is he?" I asked Millena who was next to me, drinking something.

"He's my brother's friend. I don’t remember his name." she spoke and shortly after took a sip of the drink in her glass and reached for me.

"He's in college?" I asked trying to know if I had seen him around here. But of course her answer was no, because even if I had seen him before, I would remember. "Does he live here?"

"No. He's just spending some time here. My brother said he has a beach house in Los Angeles."

"Interesting." That was the only thing I said. Then I took a sip of Millena's drink and handed it to her. There was something about him that caught my eye, something I'd never seen in another guy, but it was hard to know what it  when all the lights flickered, making me a little dizzy.

Then he turned. He turned to me. Even I can not see straight, his eyes showed pure intensity, intensity that made me have goose bumps and almost losing my balance. He stared at me seriously, and he ran his tongue over his lip piercing. I took a deep breath, feeling my cheeks burn. I should have looked like an inexperienced virgin, gasping for breath at the sight of a handsome man. I tried to open my mouth to say something to Millena, but the intensity with which he looked at me was making me unable to say anything.

"(Y / N)!"

I hear someone shouting my name, and pulling me out of the trance. I know this voice and I'm not happy to hear it now. I turn around and see Lil coming toward me, walking between people. He's dressed as a king. I should have imagined that he would dress like that, after all, he is full of himself! Lil walked dangerously close and so I took two steps back, moving away from him who had a a smile on his face. Idiot.

"Hi, I was praying you'd come." He spoke. I raised my eyebrow. "I need to talk to you."

"Talk about what?" I asked dry. If he's really thinking I'm going to be gentle to him, he's very much mistaken.

"Don’t be like that, (Y / N)." His hand came to my face, but before he could reach the destination, I slapped it down beside him. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I just want to apologize, (Y / N)." Apologies? I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Does he want to apologize to me? Only Apologize? "I was an dick with you.I want to apologize and know if I still have a chance to get you back."

“You can forget the possibility of some day come back to me. Because it will never happen!” I was never submissive to any man, but with him I had been. And it will not happen again, not anymore. For me it's enough to do everything he wants. “In four years, everything I did was for you! I stopped going out with my friends for you, I let to go to parties because of you, just to you get there and say that I'm not good enough and that you don’t care about me anymore. Do you think a simple apology will erase the pain I felt when I heard you say those words?” I kept talking while he stood still, listening to everything he said. And that's what I wanted. In four years, he never stopped once if he wanted to listen to me, but that changed. “You can take your pink pony out of the rain, you idiot, because you will not touch me anymore.”

I walked past him, bumping into his shoulder and headed toward the exit. I knew I should not have come, my nerves are blossoming and I do not know how I managed to not jump on his neck and strangle him in the middle of the party. But I need to be superior and control the urge to kill him for everything he has put me through.

I looked from side to side as I walked, looking for Jimin or Millena to say that i would leave, knowing that I would be exposed to Millena's fury when i said that i was leaving because of Lil and knowing Jimin would want to tear his head off.

I stopped walking when I hit something concrete. I turned forward almost losing my balance again upon seeing that person. He was already without the overcoat, his shirt was dirty of something I could not identify what it was. His mouth also looked dirty from the same thing.

"Hi." And for the first time in my entire life, I felt my legs soften only when I heard the voice of a guy. I wanted to say something, I wanted to, but I could not. I was so hypnotized by those eyes that I could not think of anything to talk about. “I’m Taehyung.”

“(Y / N)!” I said and I was static as I felt him take my hand and bring it to his lips, giving a light kiss to it back.

“I liked your fantasy. You’re a Vampire?” He asked and I nodded.  “Why did you choose this to dress?” He's curious.

“I like vampires.”

“Me too. We make a perfect match.” He said smiling and winking at me. It just me or is he hitting on me? “So (Y / N), do you want to dance? You don’t look very good ... you look bored.”

How did he guess? I looked back, checking if Lil was no longer there and thankfully he was not. I glanced back at Taehyung who continued with his mysterious smile. How resist a guy like that? Just looking at him makes me shiver. I nodded and saw that his smile widened. There was a break and a new song started. It was exactly my song, my favorite. Taehyung grabbed my arm and pulled me into the middle of the room where the dance floor was. He guided me among the people that were there and we stopped in the middle of all, getting too close, because there was not much space there, since it was practically full.

"What are you wearing?" I asked, raising my voice so he could hear me.

" I’m a Vampire." He spoke close to my ear making me sigh as I shivered. Taehyung drew back a little and his hands came to rest on my waist as we danced to the sound of Pursuit of happiness. We threw our bodies from side to side as we faced each other. In a matter of seconds I forgot my discussion with Lil. In fact, I did not feel so bad that he broke up with me the way it ended. People need to take a tumble from time to time to learn how to get up.

And I'm almost thanking him for breaking up with me, maybe if he hadn't done it, I probably wouldn't be dancing with the hottest guy I've ever seen in my life.

…

This was one of the best nights of my life.

First, I finished my 4-year relationship, but now I do not feel a bit sad about it. Second, I was dancing with the most beautiful and sexy guy of the party. And third, I am almost totally drunk. I was jumping and dancing to the sound of the best songs on the planet. Millena knows how to make a party playlist. My feet were already aching inside the high heel, but who cares? Jimin was gone with Millena, probably they were having sex in her room. Some people occasionally bumped into me, but I didn’t care, I was ‘too happy’ to care.

Taehyung was behind me, holding on to my waist as we swayed from side to side without thinking that the next day we would have our whole body aching for being moving so fast. My body was warming up and I needed more drink, or something to cool me down, and feeling the warmth of Taehyung's hands around my waist did not help cool me, but made me want to feel all the warmth of his body. How did he get me like this? I've never felt so involved with a guy like that for the first time. Maybe it was the intense look or the mysterious smile, or the fact that he was dressed as a vampire, and I had a vampire fetish. I was getting confused and with an almost overwhelming desire to kiss him, but my subconscious would not let me do it. It did not give me the courage to do it. As much as I was bitching with Lil because he ended up with me like that and went out fucking girls, two days after we finished, I could not do the same. At least I think.

“I'll get another drink.” He whispered in my ear and I nodded.

What I needed now was drink and lots of dancing. With Taehyung, of course. My hair should already be messed up by throwing my head from side to side and dancing madly. And again I say who cares? The lights blinked and the beat grew louder and louder every time, I'm in paradise. How i missed going to a party like that. When Lil and I were dating, he never let me go out for parties, and yet I was with him. I was so stupid.

Still dancing, I turn back, seeing Taehyung coming to me, carrying two glasses in his hands. I was taking drink from a stranger. But I don’t think he's going to do something bad with me because if he wanted to, he could have done it. The people here are so drunk that in addition to laughing at anything, they will all be worried about their vomiting soon. I took the glass from his hand as he pulled me around the waist and danced with me to the sound of Touchin On My.

His face was close to mine, his drinking breath was not disgusting like most other guys, it was a fresh breath. He put one of his legs between mine as we slowly descended to the floor without taking our eyes off each other. I drank all the contents of my glass and threw it on the floor, unable to hold on any longer, and pulled the back of his neck, sealing our lips. I heard a faint noise of something falling to the ground and then his other hand was gripping my hair, putting even more pressure on the kiss. The hand on my waist, down to my thigh, lifting my leg and wrapping it around his waist. I should stop, but his kiss tastes so good. It must be the drink, or the simple fact of him knowing how to leave a girl excited with just a kiss.

Now the hand in my hair came down to my back, pulling me even harder against his body, making me feel his erection between my legs. I grabbed his soft hair and pulled it lightly listening to him let out a low moan between the kiss as the beat of the song became even sexier. The hand on my back came down to my ass as we rolled our hips to the apex of the song. I could feel his hard cock, locked inside his pants, rubbing against me, which at this point was almost begging for him.  We started down once more to the ground in the last chorus of the song. Rubbing against each other, feeling each other. Damn! I'm totally hypnotized by this guy.

When the song was over, we parted the gasping kiss, staring at each other. He released my leg, leaving it on the floor. His hands continued on my waist and my hands stills in his hair. A shiver ran up my body as I felt him caress my back. Fuck! I want more!

"You got me crazy for good!" He said, showing his boxy smile. His hand stroked my cheek and soon after we kissed softly. That was so good. “There's a guy staring both of us since we started to dance. Do you know him?” He asked after leaning his forehead against mine. I frowned, trying to understand, then he looked suggestively behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and noticed that Lil was leaning against the wall across the room, his eyes on me and Taehyung. He didn’t have a very good expression on his face. Taehyung’s hand squeezed my waist and I turned to him, who was looking at me curiously. I snorted.

“He's my ex-boyfriend. An idiot! Just ... Ignore!”

“Why did you break up?”

“We dated for four years and he broke up with me a few days ago. He said I was not good enough for him and that he was not interested in me anymore.” I spoke with debauchery, loud enough for him to hear. He made a thoughtful face.

"He's gay!" He spoke simply. I frowned. What? “He can only be gay to dismiss a girl like you! What I would not do with you if you were my girlfriend, (Y / N) ...” He whispered wickedly in his voice, close to my ear, making my body shiver for the thousandth time in a few hours. He gently pulled the back of my neck and kissed me again. But, I will not satisfy me just kiss him.

The music continued to roll. Taehyung kissed my cheek, then the lobe of my ear. The kisses came down to my neck and an electric current passed through my body making me run my arms around his shoulders, stroking his hair as he nibbled lightly at the sensitive skin of my throat. I gasped as I felt his hot tongue make a circular path there. If he leaves me like this now, I can not imagine what will happen if we go to bed and at that moment, I wanted this. Fuck my subconscious, fuck the reason. I want Taehyung, in my bed!

“I know we just met, but... I have to go to a more private place with you!” He whispered in my ear making me close my eyes at the shudder. I nodded, feeling my body heat up even more. He smiled, with his enigmatic smile. “It would be easier if we went up to some room in this house, but still, I want silence. The only sound I want to hear are your moans.” I nearly choked hearing those words, feeling the heat between my legs rise. Fuck, why so sexy?

"We can go to my apartment." I spoke with difficulty not to stutter.

“Okay.” He smiled again. He stroked my arm until his fingers were locked in mine. He led the way, making room for me to pass, using his free hand to get people drunk and messy out of the way, he held me close to him, almost stuck on his back, as if he were a shield. I couldn’t help but smile at that. It was weird. He had this enchanted prince's aura mixed with bad wolf. And i was loving it. We left the house and still saw many young people getting drunk and dancing to the music.

The street in front of the mansion was full of cars. I don’t understand why they drove to there. If they had three steps they would have arrived. As we walked, Taehyung put his arm around my waist, pulling me close, warming me because the wind was very cold. Winter was coming, so I do not doubt I'll have to buy warm clothes. After all, the winter became more and more rigorous every year.

I left my thoughts when I felt that Taehyung's arm was no longer around me. I looked to the side but he was not there, as I turned back with a frown, he was behind me, his back to me. Looking over his shoulder, he was holding Lil by the neck, using only one hand.

“Tae…” I started to speak, but Lil's stifled voice interrupted me.

"Stay away from her." Lil said, choking. I was totally without reaction, without words, I didn’t know what to do in front of such a scene. Taehyung's body was rigid. I could not see his face, but his shoulders were tense, and his free hand was clenched into fist, which showed that he was very angry.

“First, I'm older than you. Second, I'm much stronger than you. And third, if you don’t leave that girl alone, I'll kill you just as quickly as I can say  'get the fuck out of here' “ And the he threw him to the ground. Lil crawled back. He glanced at me before he stood up and turned his back on his way toward the party.

Taehyung turned to me, and blinked a few times, standing still, waiting perhaps for me to say something or do something. I did not even know what to do in that situation. I didn’t know if I appreciated what he had done or wondered what had just happened. I was more confused than usual. So I sighed and held out my hand to him. He bit his lip and gave me a corner smile, holding my hand and coming up to me. Soon we were headed towards my apartment again.

The building where I lived with Jimin was one of the only buildings in the city, hence the tallest. And I lived on the top floor. It had no elevator and it had 11 floors, so Taehyung and I would have to climb 11 rolls of stairs to get to my apartment. The good part is that we would be too hot, so we will take our clothes faster. bad part, we will get tired very fast.

We did not talk much during the climb, just looked at each other sometimes, flirting with the looks. When we reached the top floor, we walked to the last door in the hallway. I took the key from the boot and opened the door, entering and leaving it open so he could come in as well. I sat on the arm of the couch and ripped off the boots of my feet, feeling great relief. Looking back at the door, I see him standing outside, looking at me.

“ Are you not coming in?” I asked, and he looked at the open door. Then his gaze turned to me.

"Do you really want me to come in?"

"Of course." I Smile. "Come on! You can come in!" I said and another smile came from his lips. As he entered, he shut the door behind him, looking at me with a dark desire in his eyes. A desire that made me pant just to remember his kiss. He locked the door, threw the key on a small table beside it, and began to walk toward me. He approached me until he made me fall on the couch with him over me. Both arms rested beside my body. He passed the tip of his nose through the neckline of my costume, then in my neck, placing a kiss there and then his lips were glued to mine, making me grab the back of his neck and pull him to me.

“Where is your bedroom?” He whispered as he lowered the kisses to my neck.

"Last door down the hall." I whispered holding a groan.

His arms passed beneath me, lifting me up. Soon after he stood with me on his lap, making me entwine my legs around his waist. As he walked with me into his arms, I began to open the buttons of his blouse as i kissed his neck. Now it was my turn to tease him. I heard the door slam when he kicked it. Soon he was on top of me on the bed, kissing me fiercely while his hand did not stop pacing my body. I finished unbuttoning the buttons and pulled his shirt, tossing it somewhere in the room. I parted the kiss to admire what he had under his shirt. I let out a weak moan at the sight of his chest and his muscular arms. If he was already like this up here, I can not imagine how he should be down there.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and rolled over onto the bed, getting a surprised look. I sat on his lap and leaned over him, kissing his lips, cheek, neck, chest and then making the same way back. His hands descended from my waist to my thighs and soon after they rose, pulling my dress up. I sat down again and stood erect. I pulled the zipper off the dress that was on the side of it, down and began to take it very slowly. Then I threw it on the floor with his shirt. His hands rested on my breasts, massaging them gently over the bra.

"I don’t think you need it." He whispered and then pulled the sides of my bra, ripping it in two. I didn’t have time to complain, because his hands pulled me down and soon he had his mouth on my left breast while using his hand to massage the right one. I rested one hand on the headboard, closing my eyes and moaning as I felt his tongue making circular motions in my bosom. With my free hand, I touched his cock over the pants, listening to him moan and make more pressure with his mouth. "You will make me lose control." He whispered, taking the kisses to my neck.

“So do!” I whispered totally sedated by pleasure. His gaze darkened and his mysterious smile returned to his lips. He rolled over onto the bed and stood over me, his lips kissing my chest making me groan wildly. I squeezed the pillows between my hands as I heard my panties rip.

“I'll make you mine.” I heard his voice growing whispering and I felt his breathing down, making me arch as I felt his lips touch me. I sighed and gasped before groaning loudly and arching my body one more time. His hands caressed my chest and squeezed my breasts as his tongue caressed my clit. I placed my hands over his, holding them and putting them side by side on my body, squeezing them tightly according to the intensity of what I was feeling. “You’re so sweet, baby.” He murmured before he came down and up with his tongue over the length of my pussy. I could no longer control my groans as I felt the first orgasm coming. How the fuck is he doing this?

I squeezed his hands as he felt my legs soften and my pussy contracted. Fucking hell! I grabbed his hair and pulled it up, making him look at me with a wicked grin. He came up to me, kissing me, making me feel my own taste.

"Let me reciprocate ..." I whispered between his lips. He shook his head in denial.

"Not now, I need to get into you, or I'll go crazy." He said opening the zipper of his pants and throwing it away, along with his underwear. I gasped at the sight of his hard cock, and felt my cunt getting even wetter. He lay on me and thrust his hips against mine, coming into me, stretching my walls, making me scream with the force he entered into me. I gasped and held the headboard, trying to get accustomed to his cock inside me. He put his face on my neck and moved slowly.

"Did I hurt you?" He whispered. Too breathless to respond, I just shook my head in denial. I felt his smile against my skin. His movements grew faster and stronger, making it difficult to stifle the loud groans. He clung to me as I held to his shoulders. Both moaning loudly, uncontrollably. He increased speed and I moved against him.

Soon, he rolled over on the bed, putting me on top of him.

“Ride me.” He commanded, his voice hoarse, making my body tremble and my pussy throb. I began to move my hips, roll over and rub myself in it. His hands came off my waist and went to rest on the pillow under his head. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, narrowing his eyes. “You’re so fucking tight-fuck.” He moaned, pressing the pillow between his fingers. I let out a moan and smiled as I saw him like that, beneath me, at my mercy as I rode on his cock. I rested my hands on his chest and increased the speed of my hips. Taehyung let out a loud moan, before pulling hard on both sides of the pillow and as if it were a piece of paper, he parted it in half, causing me to stop the movements and widen my eyes, seeing feathers spreading through the air .

Half a second later, I was under him. One of his hands held mine over my head and the other was between us, massaging my clit as he pushed his hard and big cock into me. I closed my eyes, too ecstatic to care about what had just happened.

"Why so hot? Fuck, I can fuck you forever… Open your eyes and look at me." He groaned, his voice harsh, making me open my eyes and meet his dark eyes, full of malice and desire over me. "Beg me to make you come." He ordered, increasing his thrusts. "Say my name, baby. Tell me how much you want to come."

"Please, Taehyung. Make me cum. I need it so bad."

A dark smile fell from his lips and he laid his body on me. He began to use even more force in his thrusts. He brought both his hands up to my wrists on top of my head, pinning me completely to the bed. The noise of his hips against mine was filling the room, with to our groans of pure pleasure. Taehyung began to kiss and nibble on my neck, and I could feel my orgasm coming. When my cunt squeezed around his dick, and I felt that hot pain coming out of my core, I threw my head back, groaning loudly as he fucked me hard.

It was then when I felt a strange pain coming from my neck, as if he had bitten me, but a real bite, the one that plucked blood. I groaned in pain, but I was too numb with orgasm to say anything more. Then he lifted his head, pushing his cock quickly inside me. My views were stained, and I began to feel sleepy. I wanted to say something, but the last thing I saw before my eyes closed, was the blood dripping out of Taehyung's mouth, along to his fangs.

Fuck, they exist. Taehyung is a vampire.

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Swim - Kim Taehyung Pt2 (m)

— pairing | Kim Taehyung /Reader

— word c | 3,307

— genre |   Smut.

— summary | A week has passed since Hoseok caught you and Taehyung in his bed. Hoseok has being away from all his friends, including you, his best friend. Taehyung is in a bar with some friends and he hasn’t seen you since that night, and he can’t get you out of his head, so when he sees you entering the club, he can’t hold himself.

— warnings/tags | Bad words, Explict sex, fingering, public sex.

— Author’s note | This fanfic is part of the series Swim, will be composed by the version of Taehyung, Hoseok and Jungkook. The Hoseok version will be directly linked to the Taehyung version, while the Jungkook version will be independent. Many people asked me for a part 2 of the Taehyung version, so I did, but it will not have a third part.

A week had passed since the day when Taehyung had finally managed to have sex with you. And since that day, he didn’t speak to you any more, nor to Hoseok. Jung was ignoring his calls, messages, and hadn’t even appeared at the weekly meeting of friends. He knew that Hoseok was very angry with him, but he himself didn’t feel guilty at all, after all, he and you were adults, and you were single, it wasn’t like you committed a crime or cheated on someone.

Taehyung was in a bar, sitting at the table with two other friends. They used to gather there all Friday to talk and relieve themselves of the weekly pressure. He held a glass of whiskey in his hand as he watched the dance floor, full of people, full of women who would fall at his feet if he wanted to, but since his night with you, he could only think of you.

"Hoseok isn’t coming." Jimin, the oldest of the three, said, pulling the phone down and stuffing it into his pocket. "Whatever happened to him this week, it was pretty bad."

"Didn’t he tell you, too?" Jungkook, the youngest, asked, and Jimin denied it. Taehyung kept quiet, watching them talk. He knew full well the cause of Hoseok's irritation. “I've never seen Hoseok as tense as he was at work this week. I tried to talk to him today, but he didn’t say a word, just gave me that psycho look he has when he is angry, turned his back on me and let me have lunch alone.”

"Did something happen in his family?" The older man asked curiously.

“No, I don’t think it was with his family ... But I have a hunch. Remember that time we went to the beach and I accidentally tripped and fell on top of (Y/N), with my face in the middle of her breasts?”

The older man let out a loud laugh, placing his hand on his chest and throwing his head back, shrugging his shoulders as he laughed, before looking back at his friend and giving him a sarcastic look.

“Accidentally? Don’t lie to us, Maknae, we know very well that you did it on purpose.” Jungkook narrowed his eyes, and opened his mouth, pretending to be offended before laughing shyly and scratching the back of his neck. Taehyung arched his eyebrow, he wasn’t with them that day, so that matter was new to him.

"Anyway, do you remember the look he gave me when he saw what had happened?" Jimin nodded. "It was the same look he gave me at lunch today. I think something happened to (Y/N). Maybe they fought."

“No, they were a stick to one another, they never fought, they were always ‘Hobi, my sunshine’ and ‘(Y/N), my innocent baby.’ I don’t think they had a fight. Maybe some asshole messed with her and he got angry, you know how jealous he is of her.” Jimin said thoughtfully. Taehyung couldn’t help letting out a mocking laugh at that. He glanced at a corner of the nightclub as he thought of telling his friends the reason for Hoseok's anger.

“That's exactly why he's pissed off all week.” Taehyung said, deciding he would tell the truth to his friends. Both boys looked at him, curious to know what he was talking about. “An asshole messed with (Y/N) and this asshole is me.”

"What?" The two of them said together, their eyes widening, unable to hide the surprise these words had caused.

“Last weekend, at the party you couldn’t go to, (Y/N) went. I was drunk, horny and you know how hot she is. I saw her come into my house, all by herself, wearing a pair of jeans shorts, so I got the courage to talk to her. We fucked in my room, hidden from Hoseok who was also at the party, but by our carelessness, he found out and went to my room, where he caught me and (Y/N) in bed and ...”

“Wait, hold the fuck up. Didn’t you just hit upon (Y/N), but also fucked her?” Jungkook asked, interrupting him, raising his hands as he stared at his friend, blinking his eyelids quickly. Taehyung nodded. "While Hoseok was nearby?"

"He wasn’t nearby, he was getting drunk downstairs and me and her went upstairs."

"So how did Hoseok found out?" Jimin asked frowning.

“He called (Y/N), to find out where she was and I made her answer the phone, but we didn’t stop fucking, and when we saw, she cum and so did I, but I moaned her name too loudly and she hadn’t hung up the phone yet, So I suppose he heard my voice ...”

"Holy shit, Taehyung? How are you still alive?" Jimin said loudly, but thanks to the club's loud music, no one but the two listened. "How didn’t he kill you?"

"And why would he do that?" Taehyung asked frowning. "(Y/N) is a grown woman, she can make her own choices. If I had forced her to anything, I would agree with Hoseok and let him strangle me, but she gave me permission. She wanted to. And he doesn’t own her, he can’t decide who she fucks."

"You talked to her after that?"

"No, we have not spoken since that day." He said raising his hand to take a sip of his drink, but stopped his movements when looking at a specific point and face you entering the club. He came down and looked up into your body, feeling the same feeling he'd felt when he'd seen you come in alone through the front door of his house a week ago. You wore a red dress with straps. The length went up to the middle of your thighs and marked your curves. Dirty thoughts flooded his head as he swallowed the rest of his drink. "But this is about to change.” He said putting the glass on the table and standing up. Jimin and Jungkook stared at him confused and were about to ask what he was doing when they looked in the direction he was going and saw you there, laughing at something that one of the girls next to you said.

“I bet 5 dollars that he doesn’t give a damn about Hoseok and that he's going to try to fuck (Y/N) again.” Jimin said, watching his friend walk away.

“And I bet 10 that he just will not try, but also will get to fuck her.” Jungkook said beside him. The two of them looked at each other and squeezed their hands, sealing the bet, and then looked back at Taehyung who had approached you and took your arm, catching your attention.

“Hi, Tae." You said as you turned around and saw who had held your arm. Your friends looked at each other and laughed.

"We're going to sit down, (Y/N).” One of them said giving you an accomplice look and you laughed and nodded, watching them walk away. Taehyung watched them leave, then looked back at you, smiling a little later.

He didn’t care anymore whether Hoseok would get angry or not, after he did once, why not do it again? The friendship between him and Jung was by a very same thread, he no longer cared whether they would speak again or not. Not that he didn’t care about his friend, he loved Hoseok as a brother, but he wouldn’t fail to do what he wanted because Jung was jealous of you, after all, you were young and free. And so did he.

You turned your eyes to Taehyung and as soon as you stared into his eyes, a warmth rose over your body, remembering the night you had together. He leaned forward, drawing the mouth from your ear.

“You look beautiful." He said and you can not help blushing and shiver at the sound of his hoarse voice so close to a weak spot. His hand on your arm came down to your waist, squeezing it and you jumped as you felt it touching you. You were not silly, you knew very well what Taehyung wanted, and even after that incident with Hoseok, you still wanted it.

"Thank you, you're not bad either." You said, wringing a smile from the boy.

"Do you want dance? I think we need to talk."

"About what?"

Taehyung gave you a cornered smile and nodded, waving to the dance floor. He led you among the people until you were in the middle of the dance floor. The music that played was a quieter beat, which gave him the chance to put his hand on your waist and pull you close as you hugged his shoulders.

"Hoseok is still pissed at me?" He asked, lowering his face, approaching yours. You had to control your urge to kiss those lips and bit your own, shaking your head.

"I didn’t talk to him after that night." You said and he turned his face, frowning at you, visibly surprised at your response. He thought Hoseok was angry with him and not with you, either. So the case was more serious than he thought. “We fought on the way home, he left me at home, he doesn’t answer my calls or my messages. I went to his house during the week but he was never home.”

"Why is he being like this? I don’t understand. Was it really that serious in his eyes?" He asked confused. You just shrugged.

"Maybe he felt betrayed, you know, for not telling him anything."

"Of course, if I had said something he would tell me no and make things difficult." Taehyung snapped. “I'm beginning to think he's in love with you or something. Because it is not possible for him to be this way just because you are friends.”

“Hoseok has always been like that, ever since we met, he always did everything to get the other guys away from me, and every time I got involved with one, I would get screwed. He would warn me, saying that I would get hurt, but I never listened, and in the end, I would come back crying into his arms. Must be why he got angry, because he knows that if I get hurt, I'll whine at him.” You said, sighing heavily before shaking your head. "I'll give him some time, then I'll try to talk to him again."

"Well, while you give him this time, you could spend it with me, what do you think?" Taehyung asked holding your chin and directing your gaze to his. You smiled and bit your lips, not realizing that it made Taehyung's body shiver and the fire inside him spread to each limb and part of his body.

“What are we waiting for?” You asked with a defiant look. He laughed and finally pressed his lips against yours, starting a warm kiss. You stuck your fingers through his hair as he pressed his hand to your waist, pulling you even closer against his body. A new song began to play, one more agitated, causing him to guide you, slowly dancing to the sensual beat. He released your chin and his hand came down to your hip, squeezing one side of your ass, making you moan between his lips and making his cock jump into his pants. Only there he realize how much he missed your moans.

“Why don’t we try something?” He whispered after stepping away from the kiss to catch his breath. You cocked your head to one side, waiting for him to continue. "If I can make you cum before the end of this song, here in the middle of them, you let me fuck you for the rest of the night." You almost choked on the air that was breathing at his suggestion. But it was too tempting to deny, so you just giggled and tugged at the back of his neck, kissing him again, causing him to hug your waist tightly, placing a hand on your back, caressing it.

"Why haven’t you started yet?" You whispered between his lips, smirking. He lowered the kisses to your neck as you could feel his hands wandering your body until he stood on the side of your thighs and raised your dress a little, making you clench the nails at the nape of his neck, feeling your heartbeat.

"It's all right." He whispered in your ear before biting your lobe. "Nobody's going to see anything, I'm not going to raise your dress too much, just enough so I can do it …" And with that, you felt his fingers between your legs, inside your dress and over your panties, massaging your clit and making you let out a groan that was masked by the loud music.

You began to move in the rhythm of the music, one clinging to the other, kissing each other while Taehyung kept his hand over your panties, caressing you, making you feel shivers and pleasure.

"Let me see how wet you are." He whispered and so, after giving a discreet look around, just to check if anyone there was looking, he lowered his face, kissing her again. He used his fingers to get your panties to the side and thrust two fingers inside you, making you bite his lip and squeeze his shoulders. "Easy, baby girl." He whispered between the kiss, pulling away from your face to observe your expression of pleasure. "You're so wet, baby. Are you feeling how my fingers are sliding right into you?"

"Yes." You said, taking a deep breath, trying to keep your body calm and holding you back so you wouldn’t move your hip toward his hand, wanting more movement. "This is so good."

"Do you want another finger, baby?" He whispered in your ear and you whimpered a yes, feeling him thrust a third finger inside you, making your walls pulsate around his big, long fingers. "You're so tight, so hot. You have no idea how much my dick wants to be in here." He moaned into your ear and pushed his fingers hard into you, making you lay your head on his shoulder, hiding your face and lowered eyebrows, biting your lips and digging your fingers into his shirt. "Can you take another one, baby?" You raised your head and before you could respond, Taehyung thrust the fourth finger inside you, making your legs tremble and you choke with a moan, watching him smile satisfied with your reaction. You looked sideways, feeling ashamed and afraid that someone would see what was happening, but at the same time feeling an overwhelming urge to ask him to go faster.

Taehyung seemed to read your thoughts. The smile faded from his lips, giving way to the lust that took over his face the moment he began to push his fingers faster and harder into you. Making you gasp and lay your head on his shoulder once more, moaning softly. His fingers stretching your walls, hitting you in the right spot, you knew it would not take long to cum. It was when he stopped his movements and took his fingers out of you, making you grunt and lifting your face to face him, only to see him sucking your juice from his fingers.

"Take off your panties, now." He whispered authoritatively in your ear. You didn’t even think about why he wanted you to do it, the only thing on your mind was the will you had to cum there. You looked around, thanking most people there for being drunk or busy-mouthed so they wouldn’t have time to notice what was happening and quickly stuffed your hands under the dress, taking off your white lace panties. He grabbed your panties and laughed, shoving it in his pocket, before grabbing your waist and pulling you into a kiss. You could feel his erection against your belly and thought of helping him with that, but before you could act, he turned you suddenly with your back to him. "Hold your breath." He whispered harshly in your ear and you obeyed, drawing the air and holding it in your lungs.

Taehyung opened his pants and pulled out his cock, quickly lifting your dress a little and pushing his dick inside you, you let the air out, biting your lips, holding a scream as you felt him go deep into you. Your hands went down to the sides of your body, landing on your thighs, holding your dress so it would not rise any more, while Taehyung put one arm around your waist and the other above your breasts. He couldn’t move too much to arouse suspicion, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t roll his hips and move them slowly, driving you crazy.

He took a hand to your neck, holding in your throat. Taehyung began to move discreetly back and forth, hitting the right spot, you leaned your head back, feeling your entire body shaking every time he thrust in you. And you could feel it coming.

"Don’t hold it, baby, come to me." He whispered hoarse in your ear and that was your limit, you gasped tightening your fingers against your own thigh, Taehyung's fingers in your throat preventing you to breathe, making the orgasm even stronger, your chest began to up and down quickly and you closed your eyes, your legs trembling and that hot pain taking over your body. Taehyung loosened his grip and you pulled the air as he continued to move inside you, feeling that he was about to cum, smothering the moans of pleasure as your cunt squeezed around his cock.

He increased the force of the thrusts and you bit your lips, feeling that it was too much and that at any moment you would end up screaming with pleasure, but you knew that you couldn’t do that or everyone there would know what you were doing, was when you felt Taehyung’s arms tightening around your body increase and his liquid being released within you.

He let out a weak, low moan in your ear, almost making you cum again. He gave light kisses on your shoulder before getting out of you, closing your pants and lowering your dress, turning you to face him and hugging you, letting you soothe your breath against his chest.

“We better get going.” You whispered against his chest. "I don’t know how long I can hold your cum inside me." He just nodded and smiled, grabbing your hand and leading you toward the exit. You didn’t even have to tell your friends that you were leaving, because you knew they already knew that. And Taehyung too.

A little while later you were in his house, fucking again, as your deal said, the only difference is that he hadn’t made you cum before the music was over, but that didn’t matter anymore. You just wanted to fuck him the rest of the night.

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The Ghost Of You - O1 (m)

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader — word c | 5,346 — genre | Ghost au!, angst , eventually Smut.

— summary |  You started studying at a new university after an event that forced you to move to another city. In a city even smaller than you used to live, it was Vegas University, where you would spend the next two years of your life until the end of your course. Strange things begin to happen when you get there, and someone’s life - or death - depends on your choices. 

— warnings/tags |  Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words.

— Author’s note | This fanfic is based on the films ' The Pact ' and ' Down a Dark Hall '. There may be references of the two films in the fanfic, but the fanfic remains original. It's NOT plagiarism.

01 | 

“Get on the plane early, or you may end up being late to get to the University.” You grunted imitating your mother's voice as you kept your head down, covered by the hood, trying to hide your face from the rain as you pulled your two suitcases with you along the path the taxi driver said led to the Academy. “Well, Mother, you just forgot one thing, that when I got here it would be night, because the time zones are different, shit.” You shouted kicking a small stone that was in your way.

You had just got off the plane when you realized it was night. You were so stressed about the whole matter of university and country change that you didn’t even remember that when it was daytime in your city, it would be night. You spent half an hour slandering yourself for not having planned it in a better way, before asking one of the attendants at the airport to call a taxi. The taxi took you as far as he could, but when he saw the closed gates leading to the university, he said he couldn’t get past the gates and that you would have to follow the path alone. As soon as you got your bags in the trunk, the Taxi left and you stood in the rain, trying to decide what to do. Something inside you made you look sideways, feeling yourself being watched, and when you looked back, you heard a click that made you and your heart jump, looking forward, looking for where the noise had come.

The gate had been opened.

You frowned, looking for some circuit, to see if the gate was automatic and also looked for some camera, maybe someone was watching you there and decided to open the gate for you, but without wanting to stay any longer in the rain, you pushed the iron gate, listening to him squeak and entered.

The road to the Academy was covered in dirt, with trees on all sides and had not much lighting. The light poles were old and rusted, it would be a beautiful place, if it wasn’t dark and raining. You didn’t want to be there, you didn’t want to have moved where you lived, nor left your friends and relatives behind, but with everything that happened, that was the best you could do. As the path was ending, you could see a large building right in the front, it was a big place, not as big as the campus where you were studying some days ago, but it was still gigantic. Your aunt was the one who nominated this university to you.

It was an extraordinary place to study, she spoke so well from here that you were excited to start your classes, but at that moment, you didn’t want to admire anything, just wanted to dry. As you approached the stairway leading to the door, you climbed the rungs of the stairs, getting under the ceiling and sheltering from the rain. You prayed that someone was awake or that at least the door was open for you to enter, but before you even reached the doorknob, the door opened, loosening for you to enter, and even feeling a chill over it, you entered , dragging your soggy suitcases with you.

The place was great. And old. There was a large staircase that led to the other floor, on both sides, just in front of the front door. At the middle of it, there was a window. On both sides of the entrance hall, has doors. A gigantic antique chandelier illuminated the room and left the texture of the place like royalty, as if you were inside the mansion of someone very rich. The floor was made of wood and shone with the light that reflected in it. There were pictures of paintings nailed to the walls. The walls were fading, but gave a different texture to the place, making it more original.

"Miss (Y/S/N)." You jumped when you heard your name being called. As you looked at the stairs, you saw a woman, dressed in a black silk suit coming down, and smiling at you. You frowned, confused at how she knew your name. "Welcome to the Vegas Academy. I'm Principal Lynn. You've arrived earlier than we expected."

"Oh, sorry, I mistook the time zone and …"

"You're soaked." She said looking at you from top to bottom. “Come with me, I'll show you your room, there you can take these clothes or you'll end up catching a cold.” She said gesturing with her hands. You just nodded, climbing the stairs behind her.

The corridors were not lit with lamp or something electric, but with candelabrum's nailed to the walls every two meters away, so the hallway was a little dark. The corridor windows where you walked were closed and the white curtains as well. The only thing you heard there, beyond the noise of the rain, was the noise that your wet shoes made against the wooden floor.

"This will be your room from now on." She said opening one of the last doors of the hallway before another began, leading to the right side of the building. She came in and let you in too. The bedroom was not a big place, but it was bigger than the dorm you shared with your friend in your old college. You looked around, but stopped when you saw that there was only one bed. “The rooms are individual, Miss (Y/S/N).” Lynn said. Wow, here's better than I expected. You thought. “Make yourself comfortable, tomorrow we'll talk better, okay? The bathroom is at the end of the corridor here on the side, it's the last door. Would you like something to eat?”

“Oh no, thank you. And I'm sorry for having arrived at this time, and I'm sorry to have ... awake you or disturbed you ...”

"Don’t worry, I was awake, I was reviewing some papers." She said, smiling kindly at you. "See you tomorrow, Miss (Y/S/N). Have a good night." And so she turned her back, leaving the room and closing the door behind her. You let out a sigh and looked around the room. You took off your rain-soaked jacket and hung it in a hatter by the bedroom window. And something caught your attention. Looking out the window, through the rain and fog, you could see another big house in the field, probably identical to where you were, which was the university Vegas for boys.

You turned to your bags, opening them and thanking God that the fodder was thick and tough, not letting the rain soak your clothes and personal objects.The first thing you did was pick up your two portraits where one you were with your parents and the other you were with your friends. You looked around, not sure where you would put it, then left them on the nightstand beside the bed, deciding that you would think about it later.

You took a towel and dry clothes, plus some toiletries and decided to take a shower to warm up. Following Lynn's instructions, you followed the corridor at the end of the one you were in, heading toward the bathroom. When you got there, you undressed and finally entered one of the shower cabins, your body thanking the warmth of the hot water after going through all that cold. You took a deep breath before closing your eyes and putting your head under the water, trying to think that all that change would do you good and that it was necessary, but a strange, inappropriate shiver hit your spine, making you got out of the water and opening your eyes at once, as if you felt there was someone who was watching you.

You used your arms, trying to cover your body and leaned out of the Box, looking around, checking to see if anyone was really there, but the only thing you saw were the blurred sink mirrors and the incandescent lamp on the left side of the bathroom blinking, which was not strange to an old structure. The wires should already be corroded.

You shrugged and turned into the Box, lathering and rinsing. As soon as you finished your bath, you took the towel that was hanging outside the Box and dried, putting on your clothes soon after. When you stopped in front of the mirror to comb your hair, you used one hand to wipe the glass that was blurred, but the moment you did it, that light in the back of the bathroom, in front of the toilet cabins exploded, making a flash invade the bathroom and you stifle a startled scream, jumping and turning for once, seeing the shards of the lamp on the floor. You put your hand on your chest, and laughed at your own fright.

After combing your hair, you grabbed your wet clothes and left the bathroom, closing the door behind you. You tried to be as quiet as possible to not wake the other students who should be in their sleeping rooms, but as you turned the corridor, you let out a scream as you nearly slammed into someone, dropping your clothes, letting them fall to the floor and jumping back.

“Sorry.” The tall man said, with a small smile on his face. The messy blond hair, looking like he had just woken up, his fleshy lips holding a square smile, he had black eyes and his eyebrows lowered as he smiled. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

"No, it's okay, it's just ..." You took a deep breath, still wide-eyed, with the tremors still running through your body. “This is the second fright in less than 10 minutes, so it wasn’t your fault, I was vulnerable.” You smiled at him, bending down and picking up the things you had dropped.

"You are not from here." He said, making you lift your head and look at him while still with your knees on the floor.

“I'm a freshman. I arrived less than two hours ago ... problems with the time zone.” You said standing up. That's when you frowned and stared at him. He should not be there. After all, that was the women's dormitory. “Wait, what are you doing here? I thought the boys were forbidden in the girls' dormitory.”

"And they are, but rules were made to be broken.” He laughed, scratching the back of his neck. “By the way, I'm Taehyung.”

“(Y/N).”

"You said this was the second fright in 10 minutes... What was the other one? Are you scared by the old thing that is this place?”

"Oh ... um ... I was taking a shower and I felt like someone was watching me, and then a lamp exploded right behind me… so I just freaked out.” You smiled embarrassed. Taehyung took a good look at you before biting his lips, shoving his hands in his pockets and shrugging.

“You want me to take a look? Just in case! I'm not the only guy who sneaks through these hallways at night.” He said taking a few steps, turning in the hallway, stopping and looking at you who was holding your clothes against your chest. You blinked a few times, considering the idea of it, until you nodded and followed him toward the bathroom. Taehyung was the first to go in, while you took only a few steps inside, watching as he analyzed the place, looking into the Boxes and the toilette’s cabins. He didn’t look like a bad person, probably should be leaving some room of some girl and you couldn’t blame anyone, he was handsome and he was worth breaking some rules. You shook your head, sending that thought away, as soon as you saw him standing in front of the shattered bulbs. "Yeah, there's no one." He said biting the inside of his cheek before turning to you. “Maybe the ghost of one of the girls who died of boredom at this college came to tell you that you have to go to many parties this year if you do not want to end up like her.” He smiled at you and you laughed, shaking your head.

“I will remember this.” You said going into the hall. Taehyung accompanied you to the door of your room, where the two of you stopped and looked at each other.

“If you want me to show you the city or some cool place, let me know, I'm always out there. And if you can keep my coming here as a secret, I'd appreciate it ...”

“I’ll not tell anyone, I promise.” You smiled at each other. He nodded and turned away, heading toward the stairs. You entered your room, throwing your wet clothes in a corner, using the towel to dry your hair. Through the window, you could see Taehyung running toward the other building, under the rain. It had not been so bad, it seems, even if it had been clandestinely, you had already made a friend.

...

It had been over a month since you were in the new university. You hadn’t made many friends, but you already knew and talked with many of the girls who also studied there, but from the day you arrived there, you hadn’t gone out to the garden, or to meet the boys' university, even now having heard that many of them were hots. You were not yet accustomed to that place, so you went only to the places you needed to go, as for classes, canteen, bathroom, and your room. It was a bit lonely, you admitted, but it was good.

“You’ll go to town tonight, right?” Keila asked as you walked up the stairs toward your rooms. She was your neighbor, her room was in front of yours. You grimaced and she opened her mouth in indignation, slapping your arm. “You've been here for over a month, (Y/N), you need to socialize. It's good to have good grades, but you're going to go crazy if you don’t have some fun.”

“I know, it's just that it's weird to hang out without my friends, I feel like I'm cheating on them." You said, making the girl at your side laugh loudly. “What!”

“I appreciate your loyalty, seriously, but I'm sure they have not stopped hanging out because of you. And anyway, they're there and you're here. What eyes don’t see, the heart doesn’t feel, so try to put on a short skirt or tight pants, because today ,you go to a party with me.”

…

It was seven in evening when you and Keila came to the famous bar she talked about, half of the university was there, because it was technically the only bar in town that accepted new hormone-filled adults in there without ordering gala clothes or good behavior. It was a typical roadside bar, but in the middle of the town, it mixed all the tribes, from the poorest to the richest, from the rockers to the hipsters. What mattered in there was what they were going to drink and who they were going to kiss.

There were several tables in there, and they were all crowded with people, so many of them were standing, drinking glasses in their hands, talking or kissing, while random music played in the boxes across the ceiling. Unlike the bars and pubs you were accustomed to going to, that place was well lit, not sophisticated, but cozy. There were billiards and geek tables for anyone who wanted to play. There was also a small dance floor near those tables for anyone who wanted to dance. There were also some murals scattered around the walls for anyone who wanted to sign his name there and leave his mark. The bar had style.

"Now I'm going to introduce you to the most hot guys of the University." Keila said grabbing your wrist, not letting you pronounce yourself and pulled you toward the pool tables. In passing by some people, you observed where she was taking you and who was playing pool. One of them was bending over the table, calculating his shot, while the other had beer in a bottle, resting one arm on his club. “Hey guys. This is ...”

“(Y/N)! Hi!” The man who had once been bent over the table, after making his move, got up and looked back, and to your surprise it was Taehyung. He wore ripped jeans, black sneakers, a white T-shirt under a thin black sweater, black half-finger gloves, and a black cap, letting his fringe fall over his eyes. He smiled at you and approached, slipping one of his arms over your shoulder and giving you a hug. "I thought you had died of boredom."

"If Keila had not convinced me to come here today, I'd probably be dead by tomorrow." You laughed with him, remembering the joke he made when you meet.

"Wait a minute, you know each other?" Keila asked beside you.

"Yeah, she got me out of Victoria's room the last time I was in the ladies' dormitory.” He laughed.

"Since no one's going to introduce me, I'll do it." The other boy said, circling the table and standing next to you. He had dark brown hair and broad shoulders. He wore a black blouse, pants of the same color. "I'm Jin, Keila's boyfriend."

"You're not my boyfriend," Keila said instantly, making Jin smile at her, and wink at her.

“Yet.” He leaned forward and gave her a kiss.

“Okay, (Y/N) and I are going to get some drinks, meanwhile, try not to have sex at the pool table.” Taehyung said dropping the bat on the table and walking with you toward the drinks counter.

…

Keila and Jin eventually disappeared from the bar while you and Taehyung talked about random things, sitting at one of the tables near the dance floor. Taehyung definitely was not just a pretty face, he was funny and smart too, but even with all that, you couldn’t be attracted to him, not to want to throw yourself in his arms at least.

“Can I ask you something?” He asked while you were watching the people at the bar. You nodded. “Why did you come here? With so many cool places to go, with so many better universities in the world, why did you choose here?”

“Because here it is away from the rest of the world. And I needed that, I needed to get away from some things, some people and some problems. When I first heard of this place, I just thought, why not? I do not have much to lose anyway.”

“And what were you trying to get away from?” He asked again and you bit your lip. You didn’t want to talk about it at that moment. “Okay, forget I asked that, how about we drink some more and then dance like we're not going to wake up with our heads hurting like we're being trampled by a herd of elephants?”

"It's a great idea, Taehyung …"

"Tae.” He corrected you, “Call me Tae"

…

Another month has passed since that day, you and Taehyung ended up becoming really friends, talking whenever you could. You, he, Keila, and Jin would meet at lunch every day to complain about classes and plan what you would do over the weekend, and sometimes at night you slip out of the dormitory into the woods to light a fire and tell horror stories, making jin yell several times, which was the most craven of the four.

Everything was going well until strange things started to happen to you. When you were alone in your room, you felt creepy, you felt as if there was someone there with you. Your things moved by themselves, you left something in a certain place, but when you went back to the room, that thing was in a totally different place. You left the door locked and talked to Lynn about the case of someone invading your room, but nothing had ever been stolen or damaged, just moved. Windows and doors closed on their own, without a breeze to push them. Sometimes you could even hear the voice of a man grumbling something, as if he were complaining about something. The voice was low and soft, and you could not recognize it, and you never found out if it was something in your head or if any of Taehyung’s friends was trying to play a trick on the girls.

One day you woke up in a jolt at tree in the morning. You could not remember if you had had a nightmare, just felt the need to drink water and calm your heart. You went down the stairs to the first floor, hugging your body because you felt the chill of dawn combined with rain falling outside. As you took your glass of water, you were climbing the stairs, heading toward the hallway of your room, but stopped walking when you heard a melody being played. It could be some of the girls listening to music, but you were not sure that some of those promiscuous girls liked to listen to Mozart because that was what they were playing. You decided to follow the melody, and ended up in front of the music room on the second floor. You frowned, wondering who would be there at that time, playing Mozart. You held the doorknob of the wooden door and pushed it in, but at the same moment the melody stopped.

"Okay, this is very strange." You whispered to yourself as you looked around the room and realized there was no one around.

You walked toward the piano and circled. It wasn’t an electric piano, there was no way anyone could have let the music play alone. You looked at the bench, frowning, the feeling you had at that moment, it was as if there was someone sitting there. You shook your head. That was not possible. You reached out to touch the bench, but the loud crack of the wooden window being opened, and the wind and the rain pouring in, made you jump and run toward it, closing it. You took a deep breath and shook your head. You headed toward the door, deciding to forget all that and go back to sleep. As soon as you closed the door behind you, your entire body shivered as you felt like someone had just passed you by. You swallowed hard, trying to ignore the chill that crept up your spine and hurried to your room, where you slipped under the covers and forced your brain to sleep.

The next night was one of those nights where you fled the dorm and went into the woods. The four of them were gathered around the fire, talking about their supernatural experiences, and you decided that perhaps it was time to tell your friends what was happening to you. Keila and Taehyung laughed, while Jin as usual, was scared.

“That's no laughing matter, guys. And if the dorm is haunted? What if the boys dorm is haunted, too?”

"Ghosts don’t exist, you coward chicken." Keila said punching him in the arm, making him wince and look indignant at her. "It could be the wind closing the doors and windows, we are in the middle of the forest, the wind here is usually very strong.”

“The windows open inward, there's no way the wind can come in and pull the windows shut. And I never felt even a breeze strong enough to push the wooden door of the bedroom. And what about the piano playing alone?”

"It should be one of the girls listening to music, (Y/N)." Keila rolled her eyes.

"Of course, as if the girls at that university knew what Mozart is. If I ask one of them what Mozart is, they will tell me  ‘Is it any shoe brand?’ "

"It must be the ghosts of the girls who died of boredom who are haunting you, telling you that you have to get laid." Taehyung said as he licked his lips and smiled at you shortly after. You laughed and slapped him lightly on the arm.

"Jesus, stop talking about this, for God's sake, or I'll have nightmares tonight." Jin grunted, making the other three laugh, It was when Taehyung looked serious at once, frowning and squinting, glancing over Jin's shoulder. You who were sitting next to him and Keila who stood next to Jin, stopped laughing and followed his gaze, searching for what he was looking at. Jin stopped laughing and his eyes widened. "What, what are you looking at?" He asked scared, looking behind him, looking for something, and the moment he looked back, Taehyung threw his hat on Jin who screamed and jumped, still sitting on the trunk, losing his balance and falling backward, back to the ground. You laughed at the despair of your friend who stood up furiously, throwing the cap on Taehyung and heading toward him. Taehyung got up still laughing and ran off, being chased by his angry friend.

"Come back here, you son of a bitch." Jin shouted, chasing after his friend. You and Keila got up, knowing it was time to go back to the bedroom. You threw earth at the stake and walked the same path the other two had followed, finding them lying on the ground, laughing at each other.

During the short drive back to the building, while Keila and Jin led the way, you and Taehyung were behind the,, both silent, he with his hands in his pockets and you hugging your body, because of the chill of the dawn. The couple in front hugged each other as they walked and it made you smile, even though she was playing hard to win, you knew she liked Jin, even if his jokes were terrible. It made you remember the good times you had before you had to move, when your relationship was a good thing and not a reason for your tears of sadness and shame.

As soon as you reached the dormitory, Keila and you climbed into the bedrooms, while Jin and Taehyung went to the men's building. As soon as you stepped in the corridor of your room, you stopped walking, feeling that same chill that you felt when something strange was about to happen. The building was so quiet you could almost hear the candles on the candle holder burning bit by bit. You walked again, shaking your head and sending that feeling away. When you entered your room, you closed the door behind you and turned to the bed.

“What the fuck!” You screamed as you see a young man standing in front of your blackboard where your pictures were with your friends and family. The boy turned to you with boredom on his face, staring at you, as if it was nothing strange that he was in your room. You kept staring at him, watching him. He was tall, had black hear e dark brown eyes.He wore a white T-shirt and black pants. The shoes were the same color. “What the fuck are you doing in my room? How did you entered here? The door was locked.” You asked, hoping he would say something, but he just frowned, blinking in confusion. The boy remained silent, he put his hand on his chin thoughtfully, still staring at you.

“Is she seeing me?” He asked loudly, as if he were ignoring you there. “Nah, it’s impossible...”

“Of course i’m seeing you, i’m not blind, you dumbass.” You responded with anger bubbling in your veins. You hated strange people coming into your room or messing with your things. He was not supposed to be there in the first place, the boys’ university was on the other side of the field. The boy’s eyes widened at your words, looking totally surprised. And then he started to smile, staring at you. “Okay, that’s enough! Get the fuck out of my room, or i’m going to call the security…” You said starting to open the door, but suddenly he appeared in front of you, causing you to scream, jump back in shock and fall on your butt. The door closed without him touching it, and you also heard the lock been locked. You stared wide-eyed at what had just happened.

“Wait”

"How did you… How you… What…”

“I’m going to explain everything, i swear, but please, just tell me that you can hear me clearly and not just senseless growlings.”

“I-I can. I can hear you clearly.” You answered, with your whole body shaking. “Who-who are you and how did you-”

“My name is Jungkook. And i’m a ghost."

"(Y/N), are you okay?" Keila's voice said from outside the door.The man in front of you stared at the door and you heard it being unlocked, and suddenly it was opened. The girl came into the bedroom worried, and when she saw you lying on the floor, with a frightened look on your face, she frowned and walked over to you, past the boy's side, as if he wasn’t there. “What happened? Why are you on the floor? Why did you scream?”

“Didn’t you see?" You asked confused, taking your eyes off your friend to look at the boy standing there, watching you both, curious in his eyes.

"Didn’t i see what?" She asked turning back, glancing around the room, looking for something that might be the reason for your scream, but unable to see anything.

"She can’t see me." The boy said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Why?" You asked him, but Keila turned to you with a frown again.

“Why what?” She asked, but you didn’t take your eyes off the boy, hoping he would answer you. Keila arched one eyebrow and followed your gaze, staring at the empty wall beside the door. "What are you looking at?"

"Like I said, I'm a ghost, no one should see me. So I can’t explain how you're seeing me," He responded with normal voice, as if all that were not extremely strange and scary.

"(Y/N)!" Keila caught your attention, making you look at her. She was still waiting for you to respond, but what were you going to tell her? That you were talking to a ghost? With a hallucination? That there was someone invisible behind her? Or she'd punch you, thinking you were doing it to scare her, or she'd call you crazy. You looked at that boy again before you answered her.

"There was a mouse here, I ... I got scared and stumbled into my shoes ... It must have come out the window …"

“Oh, I hate mice.” She said helping you up. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm sorry for scaring you."

"No, it's okay, don’t worry, I'll go back to my room then, good night."

"Good night." You smiled at her, but as soon as you closed the door, the smile disappeared from your face and you turned to face the person next to you. "I want you to explain to me what the fuck is going on."

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Between Books - Kim Namjoon (m)

— pairing | Kim Namjoon/Reader

— word c | 1,520

— genre | Boyfriend au!, College au!  Smut.

— summary |  [ ‘The ideas we get when we're drunk are best,’ Kim Seokjin said it before challenging you and Namjoon to have sex in the university library.. ]. 

— warnings/tags |  Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words, library sex (don’t do this, kids, unless you want it.) This fanfic is part of “The Bet” Series. 

You were crazy. That's what you thought while Namjoon was sitting on the floor, his back against the bookcase and you were sitting on his lap, with your legs on either side of his hip, rolling over his hard cock, trapped inside his pants.  It was three in the morning and you had just left a frat party where your friends challenged you two to have sex. This wasn’t such a difficult challenge, since you and he had been dating for over two years, and you hardly ever kept your hands away from each other, but as your friends adored stupid and complicated things, they challenged you to have sex in the university library.  As you were drunk and horny, you accepted the challenge and now it wasn’t long before you started to fulfill the bet.

"Fuck. I love how horny and dirty you get when you're high, baby." Namjoon whispered, gripping your hips and helping you move over him. "God, if you keep going like this, I'm going to get crazy."

"And what do you think that i want, love?" You whispered in his ear, making him shiver and tighten his fingers in your skin.

"I think that you want me to fuck you so hard that you'll scream my name so loud that everyone in this campus will hear how dirty my little slut are." He said holding your chin and making you look at him, smiling shortly after. Your eyes full of lust and desire confirmed his theories. "Let's start this party."

You stood up a little and he unbuttoned his pants, pushing it down. You were wearing a skirt, and Namjoon just pushed your panties aside, fitting into the entrance of your cunt and you slid over it, until his cock was all inside you.

"Damn, you're so wet, baby, do you like to ride on that dick? Huh? Do you like rubbing yourself on your boyfriend's cock? Damn, you're so delicious." Namjoon moaned, holding your breasts as you went up and down on his lap, holding him on his shoulders to lean on. You couldn’t control your mouth and moaned as low as you could, feeling Namjoon’s dick stretching your walls. When you didn’t answer, Namjoon grabbed your waist and started to make you move faster, causing his cock to hit you hard. You bit your lip hard, holding the urge to scream with the pleasure that was taking over your body. "Answer me, little bitch. You like it? Hm?"

“Yes, Joon."

"I knew it. My girl likes to be a bitch to me, don’t you?"

"I love being your bitch, baby" You moaned, louder than you should. You threw your head back and closed your eyes.

"Daddy." You moaned in a squeaky voice as Namjoon sucked at one of your breasts, and he grunted as he heard you say it. He loved it when you called him that. You didn’t care if you got caught by the security guard or the janitor, the only thing you wanted, that you both wanted, was to cum. And only you knew how Namjoon was good at making you come.

"Daddy ... Please"

"What do you want, baby? Tell Daddy."

"Eat me out, please Daddy. I need you tongue in my pussy."

A pretentious laugh came out of Namjoon's throat before he was gently laying you on the wooden floor, using his shirt as your pillow. Even though he liked being a little more rude during sex, Namjoon was always looking for a way to keep you comfortable. He kissed your lips gently before lowering his kisses down your chest and belly, until finally he was kissing your thighs, bringing his hot, wet lips to your thirsty clit. One of the things you loved about him, beyond his intelligence, kindness and beauty, was his ability with his tongue. He moved it in a way that made you see stars whenever he used it on you. You grabbed his hair, pulling it lightly, knowing he liked it when you did it.

"What the fuck ...!" He whispered, taking his tongue from you as he heard his cell vibrating. You took your fingers down to your clit and began to massage it while he answered the call. “What the hell, Seokjin… What?” He frowned. “Okay, give me a few more minutes ... Just a few minutes, Jin ... Yeah, I get it. Bye.” And so he stuffed the phone into his pants pocket and turned his attention back to you. “Jin said the security guard was coming to the library, and that he can give us a maximum of ten minutes before he gets here." Namjoon said as he knelt between your legs, resting his large hands on your knees, caressing it. “It's enough time to get dressed and run."

"I bet you make me cum in 5." You whispered, thrusting two fingers into your pussy. Namjoon's gaze dropped from your face and down to your cunt, his eyes darkened with desire. He let out a smooth laugh, looking back into your eyes, making the fire inside you burn even more.

"That's what you want, isn’t it? To be caught being a greedy little bitch, rolling on my dick.  Do you want the security guy to find out the greedy bitch you are?” He said holding your waist, making you sit down, then holding your chin and giving you a deep, warm kiss. "You want him to catch us, doll? Do you want him to see you cum on my dick? You want him to see the good bitch you're to Daddy?"

“Yeah” You answered, in a hoarse voice, and Namjoon bit your lip hard, making you whimper.

"Yes what?"

"Yes Daddy, I want it, please fuck me."

"Oh baby, don’t worry, I will fuck you. On your fours, now."

You obeyed. You spun on the floor and stayed on all fours for him. Namjoon wasted no time and pushed his cock hard into your pussy, making you pull the air so you didn’t scream. He began to thrust deep inside you, forcing you to bite your lips and squeeze your eyes so you wouldn’t moan, with the danger of the security guy already being around and listening. He knew what he was doing, he knew how to move, he knew where to hit you, he knew you as well as the palm of his hand.

"Come on, baby. Squeeze that hot little pussy around my dick." He groaned when he felt you begin to throb. You would cum in a few seconds. He then grabbed your arms, making you get on your knees as he hit you hard from behind. "Touch your little clit for me, baby.” He whispered in a hoarse voice, which made you roll your eyes with pleasure, unable to control yourself. You didn’t even have to masturbate to cum, because you were already cumming.

And Namjoon realized.

He used one hand to cover your mouth and the other to stimulate your clit and you took your hands back, holding his hip as he thrust into you, trying to the utmost not to moan, but when your orgasm reached the apex, you couldn’t stand it and shouted his name. Your moans coming out muffled by his hand in your mouth and tears falling from your eyes from the intensity of what you were feeling.

"Just a little more, baby. I'm cumming too ... fuck ... you're so tight, shit." He whispered with his face against your nape, kissing your skin as he used even more force in the thrusts, making you delirious. When he came, he let out a low, long moan, gasping against the back of your head, his chest ringing against your back, you both out of breath. “I love you, baby.” He said breathlessly, making you smile. You turned your head a little and gave him a light, calm kiss on the lips. But the moment was interrupted when you heard the library door being opened. You both widened your eyes and both lay on the floor, thanking mentally for being in the last corridor and consequently farther from the door.

You two looked at each other panic when you heard footsteps coming your way. Namjoon stood up pulling his pants up as you lowered your skirt and buttoned your blouse.

He was willing to fight anyone to give you a moment to flee, but luckily that wouldn’t be necessary, as the person approaching wasn’t a security, or a stranger, it was Seokjin. He looked at Namjoon, standing in a defensive pose, and then looked at you sitting on the ground, curled. Then he began to laugh and shook his head in disbelief.

"I can’t believe you actually did that."

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Our First Time - Park Jimin (M)

— pairing | Park Jimin/Reader — word c | 2,574 — genre | Boyfriend au!, Virgin au!  Non Idol au! Smut. — summary |  [ Jimin always wanted to be closer to you, and one day he finally succeeded. ]. — warnings/tags | I have no idea where I drew inspiration for it. Lol . Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words,

“Jiminie, baby, I'm home.” I was in the kitchen when I heard her voice from the living room, and then the sound of her keys falling on the coffee table. Her voice, followed by the sound of her keys, were two things I was very well accustomed to. (Y/N) and I had been dating for almost two years and I couldn’t get enough of hearing her come home, to our home.

She was beautiful. Always smiling, always making everyone smile around her. (Y/N) was a wonderful person and I was lucky to have her by my side. A few years ago I wouldn’t think we'd be dating today. I was too shy to say anything to her. I always froze when we were close to each other and when she talked to me, I could barely open my mouth to respond. I shouldn’t be like this, it was JungKook who was the shy one with women, I was the extrovert, but at that time, he was better off with her than I was. I don’t even know where I got the nerve to do that in that day.

It was late, we had just watched an anime marathon in the living room and (Y/N) wanted to leave, but it was too late for her to go alone, and the Hyungs were tired to take her home. The six then began a discussion to know in which room she would sleep, while I just stood still, curled up on the couch, wrapped in my blanket, watching as she laughed at the guys. She played with Hoseok, and laughed at some bad joke Jin had. I wanted to be like this with her. I wanted to make her laugh too, but I just could not. I wonder why? I never had no problem talking to girls, Jungkook it was like that at first, then why I was so shy around her, like I was a virgin? Well, I was, but that doesm’t mean anything.

"Why doesn’t she sleep with Jimin hyung?" Taehyung's voice caught my attention, making me look at him and make everyone look at me, including (Y/N). "He bought a King size bed, there's plenty of room for both of them."

"His bed may be large, but mine is more comfortable, not to mention I'll be in it." Jungkook said looking at me, teasing me. He knew I was jealous when she had to sleep in one of the members' bedrooms. I just stared at him, glaring at him furiously enough for him to back away.

"I never slept in Jimin’s room." Her voice said, making me look at her. (Y/N) smiled at me. "If you have no problem, can I sleep in your room today?" She asked and I opened my mouth to respond, but the words did not come out. Then I just nodded and gave her a small smile. Everyone then got up and went to their rooms. I did the same and (Y/N) followed me into my room. She had never entered my room, I had forgotten that, so I prayed my room was neat when I opened the door for her. As she entered, she dropped her cell phone on the dresser by the door and began to walk, looking up and down.

She stopped in front of the bed and sat on the edge, turning to me who was still standing in the bedroom door, deciding what to do. She let out a sigh and gave me a smile.

“C’mon Jiminie, I don’t bite. Come here." She called me with her hands. I closed the door behind me and sat next to her on the bed, looking anywhere but for her. An uncomfortable silence settled between us. “Jimin, Is it okay for you to me sleep here? If you're uncomfortable with me, just tell me, I can sleep with one of the others."

"No," I almost screamed, making her jump at my side. I scratched the back of my neck and looked at her. "It's just ... I … I’m shy… with you.”

“Are you shy with me? Why?” I shrugged, not knowing how to answer that. She bit her lip and it made the fire inside me burn. Shit, I couldn’t have an erection with her over there. "Why don’t we close the curtains, turn out the lights and try again? Maybe it could help."

It was not a bad idea.I got up and closed the curtains before turning off the bedroom lights. I knew the room very well to get to the bed without tripping over anything.

“What now?” I Asked.

"Now you talk to me, Jiminie. Why are you so shy around me?" Her voice asked and only then did I realize that I was standing in front of her sitting on the bed.

"I like you." I spoke without stammering, without hesitation, without freezing. The dark was really helping. I heard her laugh and then I felt her hands on my waist. My whole body shook with only her touch.

"Do you like me, Jiminie?" She was ... Oh no, she couldn’t be ... Is she flirting? With me? "Answer me, baby." She asked. Being called ‘baby’ by her was one of my biggest fantasies. Every time I jerk off thinking about her, it was with her calling me baby.

"Yes, (Y/N), I like you." I replied, almost in a whisper.

"Then you will not mind if I do this .." She slipped her hands through my shirt and carried them up to my back where she scratched it lightly with her fingernails. Soon after I felt her kisses on my abdomen, making me moan at the feel of her soft lips on my skin. And her hands that had come out of my back went down my thighs and up toward my cock that was hard on her. She stroked it and squeezed it over my shorts as I stroked her hair and face. I wouldn’t miss that chance for anything. (Y/N) took her hands up to the waistband of my pants and pulled it down, taking my underwear with it. Before I even felt her hands on my cock, I felt her lips kiss it, causing me to let out a low moan as she held it and began to masturbate me. It was much better than me masturbating for her. A thousand times better. Soon her mouth was around my cock and my moan this time came out a little louder. She sucked me alternating between sucking lightly and with a little more force, which ripped me moans and sighs.

I closed my eyes and stroked her hair before opening them again, widening them when I remember that I had no condoms. Holy shit Jimin, you are so stupid. What do I do now? The woman I'm in love with is in front of me, making me a blowjob, and I can’t tell her that I'm an inexperienced virgin and that I don’t have a condom with me. Can i?

"(Y/N) ... I'm going to interrupt this moment, pretty quickly.." I whispered breathlessly resting my hands on her shoulders, unable to see her face in the darkness. She just mumbled something and putting my dick deep in her throat, almost making me cum. “Shit ... I ... I don’t have a condom with me.”

She laughed, pulling me out of her mouth.

“ And now?"

“Hm, I'm going to get with Yoongi, he sure must have one, and if he doesn’t, there is another five guys living in this house, it's not possible that neither of them will not have a condom.”

“Okay, I'll wait here.” She said pulling my shorts and my underwear up. I walked with my arms outstretched toward the bedroom door. As I left, I felt the wall in the dark until I found a door. I opened it and went into the bedroom, turning on the lights. Yoongi was lying on his bed on his stomach, with the blanket up to his waist, he had both arms open and his head off the pillow.

“Hyung?” I called, but he did not move. “Yoongi, wake up.” I said shaking him. He opened his eyes slowly and blinked before focusing on me and looking at me with a killer look. He hated being awakened.

"The house is on fire?" He asked, looking at me with a serious expression.

"No, Hyung, why do you think so?" I asked, frowning.

"Because that's the only plausible reason for you to wake me up without me trying to kill you." He grunted between his teeth.

"Sorry, but I just ... I need a favor ..." I said scratching the back of my neck. He sighed and began to sit on the bed. “Can I borrow one ... A condom?”

"Why do you want a ...?" He stopped rubbing his eyes and stared at me for a few seconds. “Oh.” And he laughed. I didn’t understand what he meant, until he reached out, opening the drawer of the bedside table, and from there picked up a closed package, tossing it to me. "Keep it in your wallet, brat.” And he lay down again. "And don’t let Jin hear you two or he'll start with a speech about sexuality that you will not want to hear, trust me."

“Thank you Hyung.” I smiled and walked to the door, but before I left I turned to him. "And I'm sorry for waking you up."

“Okay, now, get out of here before I set you on fire.” He laughed and waved his hand. I turned off the light and left the room, going towards my, feeling the walls.

“Baby?” I called as I entered the room and closed the door.

“I'm here.” She answered. I put the condom pack on the bedside table and lay on the bed, leaning over her and kissing her. I stroked her body with my hands, before pulling her shorts down along with her underwear and tossing it away. She helped me take off her blouse and bra, and so I kissed the valley of her breasts, squeezing them between my hands feeling even more aroused to have all that body for me.

I lowered my kisses down her abdomen until I reached between her legs. I kissed her thighs and stroked them with my fingers, wrapping them around her, before putting my mouth in her pussy and starting to eat her out. I will not deny it, I dreamed about it almost every night.

"You're so sweet. God, I want to drown in your juice, baby."

Her hands went into my hair and she pulled it lightly while moaning low sounds, which only made my fire burn even more. I usually had an uncontrollable urge to kiss her all the time, all over her body, but in that moment and under those circumstances, I didn’t want to stop kissing her anymore.

"Please ..." she whispered as I still eating her pussy, using my tongue to caress her. “Please Jimin, please me.” I gave her one last intimate kiss before getting up and picking up the condom pack and opening it. I had already put condoms once to try it, and I knew how to put it, but it was dark and I wasn’t seeing anything. Fortunately, I managed to put it on. I lay down on (Y/N), eager to get inside her, and to feel her. I snuggled in the entrance of her pussy and slowly pushed myself inside her, moaning all the way, as she did too.

"You're so big, baby.” She whispered and a shiver ran down my spine as i heard her sweet voice so full of pleasure. When I was totally inside her, I felt her hands on my shoulders, pulling me down. I lay on top of her, wrapping my arms under her back, holding onto her shoulders, and began to move inside her, gradually increasing the speed until I was thrusting up hard and hard.

“Shh, baby.” I whispered to her. "They'll hear us ... Bite my shoulder, if you want ... Okay?"

“Okay.” She answered in a husky voice as she arched her back.

"You're so hot, baby. I can do this for the rest of my life. Fuck, this pussy is so good for me.”

"Oh promise me we'll do this many times baby ..." She moaned and then bit my shoulder lightly. I smiled and lowered my head, resting it on the fold of her neck, kissing and nibbling.

“I promise. I promise love.” I whispered, increasing the strength and speed of the thrusts as her arms pressed me against her.

"Oh my God, I can’t..." She said pulling my hand and placing it in her mouth as a sign that I would help her keep quiet. I took that chance to do what I wanted most. I rested my hand on the bed and began to thrust slowly and hard, making her squeal through my hand until her wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me to her. I hugged her trembling body beneath me.

“God.” She whispered.

“Are you alright?” I asked and felt his hands on my face. Soon she gave me a slow kiss.

“Yes, now do me a favor, put me on all fours and cum for me.” She said making me giggle. I obeyed. As I slid into her, I began slow movements, until I was bent over her, holding her hands tightening the sheet and stocking willingly, moaning undecipherable sounds next to her.

“Fuck (Y/N), you have no idea how much I waited for this ... You're so soft. So hot baby, shit ... I will not hold out for long.”

"Then don’t hold back, Jimin." As soon as her words hit my ears, I bit my lips to hold my moan of pleasure as I finally cum, still fucking her hard. I pressed my face into her back, unable to move. My breath was totally out of control, and my heart beat super fast. We were both sweaty and tired. I lay down beside her and pulled her to me. I couldn’t believe it had actually happening.

We decided to take a shower together. It would have taken less time in the shower if she hadn’t turned her back to me under the shower and asked for more. It was almost two o'clock in the morning and the shower was on, as I was behind her, going deep into that paradise she had between her legs.

"Earth for Park Jimin" I returned to the present time to see (Y/N) standing in front of me, snapping her fingers. "Are you alright?"

"Oh, hey, baby," I said, giving him a kiss. "Yeah, I'm fine. I was just remembering something."

"And what was it?" She asked, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, caressing the back of my neck with the tips of her fingers. God, I never tired of that touch.

"Our first time." I said smiling. (Y/N) smirked and brought her face closer to mine.

"Well, why don’t we remember that in practice? I would love you to fuck me in our bathroom." She said in a sensual voice, making my body shiver. Oh boy.

"Wait for me in the tub, baby." I said holding her chin and giving her light kisses on her jaw. "I'm going to fuck you like it's our first time.”

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Ride Or Die - Chapter 12 (M)

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader — word c | 4,651 — genre | Mafia au!, angst , Smut, mature — summary |  He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy his parentes. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang.And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him. — warnings/tags | Adult content, Violence, drugs, alcoholic beverages, explicit sex, low slang words.

— Ride Or Die - Character Biography.

O1  | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | ‘12′ | 13 | 14 | 15 |

One year and five months ago.

Upon entering the Dodge, Jungkook turned on the radio and put the CD you had given him to play all the way to your house. It was strange for him to feel like he was a child going to his favorite amusement park, it was strange to him that he was feeling things he had never felt before, and it was certainly strange that he was excited to take you out. Since he walked into that school, since when he laid his eyes on you, he just could not get you out of his head. He didn’t believe he could feel anything less than obsession for you.

When he stopped the car in front of your house, he left, leaving the radio on with the songs playing. He skirted the car and walked to the porch, where he rang the bell and waited for someone to answer the door. It was your mother who opened the door and was taken by surprise to see the young man dressed all in black, with hair thrown back, with a neutral expression in his face.

Any boy picking up a girl for a date and meeting her parents, would be extremely nervous and would try to be the most polite to convince the girl's parents that he was a good person. But Jungkook was different. He didn’t remove his hands from his trouser pockets and offered his hand to greet your mother, he didn’t introduce himself and didn’t smile at her, just continued with his unshakable expression.

"Is (Y/N) ready?" He asked, making Elena frown at the boy's coldness.

"Almost, if you want to come in and wait for her …" Jungkook nodded and entered the house, taking a few steps toward the stairs, standing with his back to the stairs. Before your mother could offer him something, a voice caught his attention, causing him to turn to face the ladder and watch you come down, your attention on your cell phone.

“It's him?" You asked, and when you looked up, you saw him there. You were all in black, your blouse, shorts, boots, everything was black, even the choker on your neck. Jungkook had never seen anyone look so beautiful in that color, he had never seen anyone who looked so attractive, enveloped in the darkness as you were. You were always beautiful to him, but in that moment, you were irresistible. “Hi!” You smiled at him who smiled back, eyes unable to leave you, mind filling with impure thoughts he always had since he met you. Jungkook lifted his eyes from your body to your eyes, staring at you. And with that look you knew he didn’t need to say out loud how beautiful you were, because you could see all the admiration in his dark eyes.

He nodded toward the door and so you followed, saying goodbye to your mother and heading toward his car.

“This song is so good." You said it when you got in the car and Falling in Love was playing in the radio. He nodded, turning the ignition key and speding out of there.

"This is the CD you gave me." He confessed. You smiled involuntarily, glad that he had liked the songs you had recorded for him.

Along the way, you talked about your favorite bands and about some random things that interested both of you. When you arrived at the party, the people who were there looked at you as if you were an alien, wondering who you were and what you were doing with Jeon Jungkook. You weren’t surprised by this reaction, after all you had never been there so it was normal for people to look at you strange because they didn’t know you.

You and Jungkook entered the house, he made sure to hold your wrist and keep you close to him all the way as you headed toward the kitchen, where he would get drink for both of you. He greeted a few people, nodding at them, but returning to ignore them again.

“The girls here look like the school girls." You said standing next to him on the counter while he put vodka in a glass for you. He just looked at you quickly before turning his attention to what he was doing.

“So you’re saying they look like dumb bitches?”

“Yep..., and they all seem to have a crush on you." You said and he turned to you, laughing and holding the glass for you.

“I have no interest in any of them, only in you, so you don’t have to be jealous.” He said taking a sip from the spout of the vodka bottle, not taking his eyes off you, seeing how surprised you were at his direct response. You blinked a few times before drinking the liquid from your glass and smiling, taking the bottle from his hands. You reached out to him, and without hesitation he held your hand, and you pulled him back into the room, where most people were concentrated.

Throughout the party, you were together, talking and sharing the bottle of alcohol. He ignored the world and only had eyes for you, and you for him. Jungkook seemed more fun than you thought. You liked to see him smile, you liked to hear him laugh at your bad jokes and liked the way he looked at you, as if you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. After you had finished with that bottle, even if you had drunk only half of it, you were beginning to see duplicate things and could no longer stand without prop up on something.

Jungkook noticed that you were already drunk and that it was time to stop drinking. You complained to him when he said you couldn’t drink more, making him laugh when you pouted and folded your arms like a spoiled child. But you only realized that it was time to leave when you were standing and lost your balance and almost fell on the ground in the middle of those people, but Jungkook was able to hold you by the waist before you fell. Jeon shook his head and walked with you leaning on his shoulder out of the house, toward the car. The way back was filled by the two of you singing some of the songs that played on the radio.

As he parked in front of your house, Jungkook helped you out of the car and took you to the porch. The lights were all off, which meant that your parents were asleep. You found it difficult to open the door because you couldn’t put the key in the lock, and when you finally managed to open it, you lost your balance and fell on all fours on the living room floor, holding back to not laugh loud and wake up the whole neighborhood. Jeon laughed at your condition and grabbed your waist, lifting you up and sitting you down on the couch. You leaned your head on the back of the sofa, and closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. Jungkook stood in front of you watching you, until you opened your eyes and moved your head, looking at him. You smiled and patted the empty space beside you. He sat there and you grabbed his arm, past your shoulder, making him hold you and you thrust your face into his neck, closing your eyes again, inhaling the delicious scent of the colony he was wearing.

For some reason, you had the courage to lay some kisses on his neck, making him shiver as he felt your cold lips against his warm skin. He wouldn’t deny that he was enjoying the feeling, but you were drunk and he wouldn’t take advantage of you, even if he wanted to.

“(Y/N)! You're drunk ... " He whispered hoarsely.

“I'm sorry.” You murmured against his skin. "You smell so good, it's tempting."

He grinned.

“You'd better go to sleep.” He said moving away, so that he could look at your face with a calm expression. "Where's your room? I'll take you there.”

"First door on the left." You said with sleep already beginning to affect you. Jungkook pick you up on his the lap and let you hug his neck, carrying you up the stairs, to your room, where he lay you in bed, already asleep. With some other person he would have been annoyed, but with you, he felt unable to get angry. He watched you for a few minutes, watching as you slept peacefully, as if you were dreaming of angels, he watched as your chest rose and fell as you breathed, and it was at that moment that he realized that something had changed in him and it was because of you.

Jungkook stroked your hair before stepping out of your room, down the stairs and shut the door behind him, heading toward the car and speeding back to his house with a smile on his face.

Now

A week had passed since you and Jungkook were together again and everything was starting to return to normal. When Jimin called you saying that he needed to talk to you, from his voice you knew it was something serious, so knowing that he probably wanted to talk to you about your relationship with Jungkook, you agreed to meet him, but Jeon was not happy about it. You now were in your house, standing one on each side of the room, facing each other. You two argued for almost an hour until he agreed with you, but even so, he wanted to go with you anyway, because he didn’t trust Jimin.

"Jeon ..." You sighed.

“Don’t Jeon me, (Y/N). I know very well what he wants to talk about. And I want to be there to break the bones of his face when he tries something.”

"He will not try anything, Jimin is not like that." You said tired. You had barely been together again, and were already fighting. "Look, if that makes you more calm, we'll go to the Bones District, I know that the owner is your acquaintance, if anything happens, even though I know it will not, I'll run to the bartender."

Jungkook sighed but nodded, knowing it would be no use arguing with you because you were as hardheaded as he was.

“If he tries anything ...”

"He won’t." You said holding his face, silencing him with a kiss. He sighed and ran his hands through your arms. “I'll be back in two hours.”

As soon as you got to the bar, Jimin was already there waiting for you. The two of you greeted each other with only a glance before entering the establishment. The two walked toward the liquor counter and while Jimin took a whiskey, you got a soda. It was strange how uncomfortable you were feeling at that moment. You've never felt this way close to him.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

“I know everything.” He said, making you frown in confusion. Jimin sighed and took another sip of his drink before turning on the bench and facing you, looking into your eyes. “I know about Jeon, about Century, about his father's mafia, I know everything. And I know you know it too, and that's why I don’t understand why you still insists on staying with him knowing of all the lives he's already threatened and taken.”

Your whole body froze to hear him say that.

"What are you talking about, Jimin?"

"You don’t have to pretend you don’t know what I'm talking about, (Y/N), I just want to understand why you're still with him, aren’t you afraid?" He asked in a soft voice, placing one of his hands over yours, stroking it with the tip of his thumb.

"Jimin, this is a complicated matter ... You shouldn’t get involved in this ..." You started talking, but he interrupted you.

“You are important to me, (Y/N). How do you not want me to get into it knowing you're in danger? He's a psychopath. He's dangerous.”

“Not for me, Jimin. He never hurt me. He was always kind, gentle, and careful with me. And he loves me, he would never cause me any harm.”

“What about your parents? I know that their death was planned to reach you. I know they killed them because of your connection with Jungkook and his family...”

“What? Jimin, how do you know those things?” You asked confused and the boy looked away, not wanting to answer your question, and for you, that was not what mattered at the moment. “Look, this is very complicated, you can’t talk about it to anyone, okay?”

"Why not? If i say something, will he kill me?” Jimin asked skeptically and you sighed. “Look, I didn’t ask you to come here to tell you I'm going to report them or something. And for now I can’t say how I know these things. What they do or not is not my problem, but if something happens to you ... God, I can not even imagine what I'm capable of doing…” And then he got up from the seat and approached so fast that you did not have time to react. He placed a hand on either side of your face, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. ”So if one day you felt something for me, if you feel something for me (Y/N), I beg you, break up with him, stay away from him, don’t mess with people like that.”

“Jimin”

“Please, baby. Please. I beg you. I beg you to get away as fast as possible before anything bad happens to you.” He said getting closer to you. "You are too precious to him, you is too perfect for him, he is a devil, (Y/N), he does not deserve an angel like you, he has no right to erode someone as pure in heart as you, so please, leave him. Stay with me, I can protect you, baby."

“Jimin, stop, please!” You said putting a hand on his chest and gently pushing him away. "I love him, and I will not leave him, I will not break up with him. Yes, what he did is wrong, what he still does is wrong, but I just cannot stop loving him, I tried, you know that. But I can’t live without Jungkook anymore. "

Jimin let his hands fall beside his body and let the air out of his chest, disappointed with what he had heard. He had gone there with the intention of convincing you to leave the Century, but it was all going wrong. He took a deep breath and shook his head.

"I need to make a call. Can you wait for me here?" You went into despair. Who was he going to call?

"Jimin, what are you going to do?"

"Do not worry, it's nothing to do with what we talked about. Just wait here for me, okay?"

"Okay." And so he walked toward the club exit.

You turned on the counter and returned to take your soda with a thousand and one thing going on in your head when big hands held your waist. Jungkook. You thought. You turned around ready to fight him because he followed you, but you almost fell off the bench when you saw it was Hoseok who was in front of you and now it was inches from your face.

"Ho-hoseok what …"

"You know Jungkook would have broken that son of a bitch's neck if he saw how close he was to you, don’t you?" The black-haired boy asked in a low, sensual voice, making your body shiver. His hands were still on your waist and now tightened a little more. "And you know he would kill him if he saw that he touched you again." And then he smiled sensuously, drawing himself a little closer to your face making you raise your fists and lean against his chest, keeping him from moving forward, which made a smug smile that left you confused, arise on Hoseok's lips. "Should I tell Jungkook? Or should I kill that bastard myself? After all, he was touching what is mine too."

You frowned, the neurons working fervently to understand what the hell he was talking about. You weren’t his, you were just Jungkook's and no one else.

“What are you talking about? Wait, do not answer that. Just tell me Jungkook did not send you here to spy on me.”

"No. I was in the VIP room and I saw you here." He said putting his hands on the counter, trapping you between him and the counter. "I was curious and I came to see if you were okay and if you need me to break the legs of that piece of shit."

"Don’t call him that, Jimin is a great person …" You stopped talking when a big-boobed blonde stopped beside Hoseok, looking alternately between you and him with a mixture of confusion and anger on her face.

"Why the hell did you leave me there alone? And who the fuck is that girl, Hoseok?" She asked loudly, almost screaming. You raised your eyebrows, surprised at her tone and looked at Hoseok who didn’t take his eyes off you. You thought of saying something, but before you could utter any words, he did.

"It's none of your damn business. And be careful with your words. Don’t be rude or impolite to her." And so he looked at her coldly. “Leave."

"Leave?" She repeated perplexed, looking indignant at you, and for a second you thought she was going to hit you with a punch. "You can’t just start fucking me, then out of nowhere stop and go after some whore, and now send me away."

Hoseok let out a nasal laugh, before lifting his body and turning to the girl, getting serious with that look that made anyone shiver.

"What the fuck did you call her? A whore? Did you fucking lost your mind? The only whore here is you, you bitch. So wash your mouth and pick your words better before referring to this girl again.” And he took a step toward the girl, which made you get up instantly and put your hands on his chest, holding him. “Now. Fucking. Leave.” He said through clenched teeth, his voice furious.

"Hoseok," you whispered, frowning at his behavior. He looked down at you, his gaze softening. "What are you doing? You are wrong. You can’t treat a woman like that. She’s not a piece of meat, or a toy. She is a human being."

"Good luck with that jerk, girl." The woman said and marched away.

"What is wrong with you?" You moved away from him.

"I'm a sociopath, you know very well what's wrong with me. And why are you complaining? I defended you from her.”

You gasped in disbelief.

"When Jimin comes back, please tell him I went to the bathroom."

"If I don’t kill him first." He said sitting on the bench and smiling at you, making you roll your eyes.

As soon as you entered, you saw that you were alone. You stopped in front of the mirror and opened the sink tap, wetting your hands and splashing water on your face. It was too much to process. Jimin knew about Jungkook's’ gang, that would put him in danger, and would also endanger the poor guy who let that information leak. You didn’t know what to do, you couldn’t let Jungkook know but you also couldn’t betray his and the Century's trust. Protect Jimin or continue being loyal to the love of your life? Damn, you hated dilemmas. And why the hell Hoseok was acting so possessively with you these last times? Nothing was making sense.

Thinking about these things, you didn’t realize that a woman had entered the bathroom, and was only knowing of her presence there, when she attacked from nowhere, grabbing your blouse and throwing you against one of the booths. You hit your head and you felt bewildered for a few seconds until you looked at the woman.

“Shadow sends hers regards, bitch.” She said and so she pulled a knife out of the boot she wore.

You widened your eyes and barely had time to think about what to do when she stepped up against you, trying to hit you with the knife, but as you had started fighting classes, your reflexes were much better and you managed to deflect the blows. Until in one of them, she lowered her guard and by pure reflection and without thinking, you punched her chin. She fell to the ground and you turned away, running out of the bathroom and searching for Hoseok.

He was sitting on the bench and Jimin was beside him, the two were arguing. Breathing uncomfortably and with legs trembling, you walked toward them, diverting from the jerky movements people made while they danced to the violent beat of the song. When his eyes hit you, seeing the expression on your face, he immediately stood up and at the same moment you stopped in front of him.

Before you could say anything, or that Jimin could say something, Jung's expression changed from worried to extremely furious when he saw something behind you. He pushed you roughly to the side, over Jimin, causing the boy to grab you by the waist so you didn’t fall to the ground. The next second he grabbed the arm of the woman who tried again to stab you, twisted her wrist and buried the knife she was using deep into her chest, making her urged in pain. Her scream being masked by the loud beat of the song. Hoseok pulled the knife and pushed the woman's shoulder causing her to fall, banging her head, growling in pain as she squeezed her chest, trying to staunch the bleeding.

“Who the hell...” Jimin started.

“She… In the bathroom…She attacked me, she said ‘Shadow sends hers regards’.” You started to stutter and Hoseok understood what had happened. He took your hand, soiling yours with the blood he had on his and began to pull you away.

“We have to leave.”

"We ... we have ... I ..." You tried to speak as Jung pulled you toward the exit of the nightclub. Jimin followed you without saying a word. Your legs trembled and you did not even have a reaction to hold on to Hoseok when you passed through the doors and you lost your strength and fall to your knees on the floor. “We can’t leave her here ... I do not ... I can not.”

“Look at me.” He said as he knelt down in front of you, holding your face with his blood-soaked hands, soiled your cheeks and browed as he ran his hands over there, pulling the hair out of your face. "We have to go. I'm sure she's not the only person Shadow sent to try to kill you. You’re in danger.”

“Who is Shadow?” You asked with the urge to cry stuck in your throat.

"I'm going to take her to my house. She'll be fine there." Jimin said, still standing behind you, looking suspiciously sideways. Hoseok lifted his dark, angry eyes at him.

"This is not your fucking business, so go away. And you'd better keep your mouth shut about what happened inside, or I'll use a knife on you."

“I’m not afraid of you...” And the two of them began to argue while you were lost in thought. Someone was trying to kill you. Again. You had not felt this bad since you'd been tortured. Hoseok killed a person because of you. Jimin had seen, he was a witness. He was in danger. You were all in danger.

"(Y/N)." Hoseok called shaking your shoulders gently, your eyes widening, and staring at him. His brows were furrowed, his eyes slightly wide as his lips pressed. "We have to get out of here, now." You nodded. And so he stood, pulling your arms, helping you to get up. He put his arm over your shoulders, while with his free hand he held your wrist, guided you again toward the car on the other side of the street. As you were crossing the street, a car slammed into the street, skidding on the asphalt and catching the attention of the three of you. When one of the men in the car hung out the window with a machine gun along and pointed at you, Jimin screamed and pushed you behind his Range Rover that was parked behind Hoseok’s SW4 that he had recently bought, pulling you out of the gun's sights. You fell face down on the floor, with Hoseok over your body, being your shield.

When the shooting stopped, you allowed yourself to raise your head, still shaking, in fear. And your body froze when you saw that Jimin wasn’t there with you. You moved, glancing over your shoulder, watching the blond boy lying on the asphalt, grunting. You widened your eyes and kicked Hoseok out of you.

"Jimin" You screamed wanting to crawl toward him, to get him out of the middle of the street, but Hoseok grabbed your foot, pulling you back. “Let me go, Hoseok, he needs help.”

"I need to get you out of here, (Y/N). Those guys should be coming back."

"He's going to die." You exclaimed.

"And why the fuck do you think I care?" He screamed.

"I'm not leaving without him."

"Shit, you're so stubborn as Jungkook." He exclaimed angrily, peering over the car behind you, watching the enemy car drive around the end of the street. He hastened to approach Jimin and frowned for a moment, seeing bullet holes in his blouse, but there was no blood. He took the boy's hand, pulling him up and tossing him over his shoulder, carrying him to his car and throwing him into the backseat, who still moaning in pain. The shots began again as you entered the backseat with Jimin, and Hoseok drove away from there, with the enemy car chasing after them.

"Open his shirt." Hoseok said and you didn’t hesitate to do this, thinking he would tell you how to take care of Jimin's bullet wounds, but you also noticed that there was no blood on his chest. Just on his left shoulder, close to his clavicle.

When your hands gripped his shirt, Jimin hurried to stop you.

"Don’t do it." He begged. You frowned, but still, you pulled both sides of your shirt open, making the buttons fly through the backseat. An expression of confusion washed over your face when you saw what was under the shirt he wore.

"That's ..." You started to talk, but Hoseok interrupted you as he turned the road.

"A bullet-proof vest." He snarled. Jimin closed his eyes, both for pain and for his greatest secret being revealed to the only person who shouldn’t know it. "He is a cop."

Under The Mat  (M) - 2

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader

— word c | 9.917

— genre | Ceo!Jungkook, angst. Eventualy Smut.

— summary |  After what happened in Jungkook's Offcie, you no longer know what to feel, and after a lie, you end up on a business trip with him. One week in Seattle. What can go wrong?

— warnings/tags | Adult content,  eventual smut, low slang words, cheating, mentions of alcohol use and harassment. No smut in this chapter, but don’t worry, it will come soon. 

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"Wait, what?" Irina said dropping her fork on the plate after you explained the reason for the urgency of that meeting you had set up with her. You had run to your house and taken a shower, realizing that your panties were not on your body, just imagining that it would be with Jeon. Then you called your friend desperately, saying you needed to talk to her. You had told her what happened hours ago in your former boss office. As expected, she was stunned. "Your boss confess his feelings to you and then give you an oral."

"Irina, if I wanted the whole restaurant to know I would have announced it with a microphone."

“Sorry, (Y/N), but that is a lot of information. So that's why he kicked me at the club. He wanted you. ”

“Look, this is not the point. The point is that I cheated on Hoseok. And I feel terrible about it and I don't know what to do about it. He will hate me if I tell him, but if I don't tell him now and he finds out for someone else later, it will be even worse. ”

“And how was he going to find out? Only you, me, Jungkook and his office desk know about this. ” You rolled your eyes and stared at her with a killer look, making her raise her hands in surrender. “What I'm saying is, you don't have to tell. It was a mistake, and if you don't want it, it won't happen again. Everyone makes mistakes after all. And if you don't tell him, I won't do that either. And I'm sure Jungkook and his office desk aren't either. ”

"Stop talking about Jungkook's office desk, for God's sake." You said putting your hands on your head, feeling desperate.

"Or you can just break up with Hoseok."

“I cannot break up with Hoseok. I like him, we've been together for years. I can't just tell him that I want to break up without giving any reason or explanation. ”

“(Y/N), people change. Feelings change too. And I know you too well, if you didn't want Jungkook to touch you the way he did, you would have kicked him between the legs and sent him to hell. So it's obvious you want him too, but you're telling yourself that you don't because you can't stand the fact that you cheated on Hoseok. ”

"Since when do you sound like a psychologist?"

“I have a lot of free time, I like to study before I drink tequila, that makes me a smart alcoholic.” She said smiling, taking a sip of her champagne. "But if you are so sure you shouldn't have done what you did, you should talk to Jungkook about it and explain that what happened will not happen again." And so she went back to lunch. She was right, it wouldn't happen again, it was just a slip, you loved Hoseok and you would never want to hurt him like that. You knew that not telling him would be another betrayal, but you couldn't stand the thought of what would happen if he knew.

You took out your cell phone and saw almost a hundred messages from Jungkook. You didn't want to talk to him at the time, so you just turn of your phone and stuffed it in your bag, trying to get back to eating.

You spent the whole day with Irina, she tried to distract you with random things but nothing took what had happened earlier that day out of your mind. You also hadn't spoken to Hoseok, you were trying to compose yourself and thinking about what you really would do when you saw him in front of you.

When you got home at night, you took an icy shower before getting into your pajamas and curling up under the blankets looking at your cell phone so far still off and deciding whether to turn it on and face all the messages you had received from Jungkook and Hoseok. Taking a deep breath and deciding that at one time or another you would have to face it, you turned on the phone and waited for it to restart, being bombarded by notifications on the home screen.

Asshole: Are you okay?

Asshole: I understand why you ran like that but we need to talk.

Asshole: Please, honey, answer me. We need to talk.

Asshole: I know you wanted this as much as I did.

Asshole: I can't stop thinking about your pussy.

Asshole: You taste so good. I need more, I'm hooked.

Hobi: Hey, your phone is off. When you see this message call me, okay? Need to tell you something new.

Asshole: (Y/N), come on, don't ignore me like that, you know we need to talk about this.

Asshole: Okay, I'll wait until you see that you want me as much as I want you.

And the latest:

Asshole: You left your panties with me, if you don't want it back okay, but I think your boyfriend won't understand very well when he receive it in the mail tomorrow morning with my name on the package.

"Shit" You swore jumping on the bed, sitting down and automatically dialing Jeon's number on your phone.

"Did you miss me?" His voice, full of pretension, as expected, said from the other side.

"Don't you dare do what you wanted to do, Jeon Jungkook." You threatened, making your anger and frustration very evident in the tone of your voice.

"I would never do anything like that, dear, who do you think I am?" He asked in a false tone of disappointment and offense that made you roll your eyes.

"You are the devil, that's what I think."

He let out a sarcastic laugh on the other end.

"Are you ready to talk to me?"

"I'm listening."

“No, babe, that's not how it works and you know it. I'm coming over. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. You can wear whatever you want, but if you want to receive me naked, I will be even more happy. ”

And so he hung up making you let out a frustrated growl and stick your face in the pillow screaming. So then you sat down and understood what was about to happen. Jungkook would be there in 15 minutes and you were looking like the corpse bride in live action. You jumped up from bed and ran to your dressing table, looking for your makeup to at least hide the imperfections in your face. He had never seen you without makeup and this would not be the first time. You looked at yourself in the mirror, to your pajamas, wondering if you would change to something less wide, but then you heard your doorbell ring.

What?

As soon as you opened the door, you watched it. As always beautiful inside that suit. Hands in pocket, hair a little messy. He was looking at you with a victorious look on his eyes and you really wanted to punch him in the face so that he would lose that pretentious look.

“How did you get in here? The porter wasn’t at the reception? "

"He was, but I gave him three thousand dollars to let me in because I wanted to take you by surprise."

"Well, I hope you know that he will be fired for that." You said giving space for him to come in while he shrugged.

"That's not my problem." He said calmly, taking a walk around himself, before stopping and looking at you. “You don't have to be cute after what happened this morning. We both know that this pajama doesn't match anything with the naughtiness that exists inside you. ”

"What do you want, Jeon?"

"You know exactly what I want." He said in a serious tone, walking towards you and making you eyes widen and back up until your back was on the wall again. Cornered by him again. "And I'm sure you know what you want, too."

"Jungkook, what happened was a mistake." You said trying to meet those dark eyes that hours ago were looking at you while his tongue was between your legs. "I love Hoseok."

"Bullshit." He grunted, bringing his mouth close to yours, placing a hand on your neck, placing his icy fingers on your throat. That made your heart, which was already racing, beat a thousand times faster. “You know you want me, your body says that, your veins say that. So why do you try so desperately not to give in to me knowing this is what you want? Wasn't it good for you? How many times do I need to make you come for you to realize that? ”

"Jungkook please." You asked closing your eyes tightly. You didn't want to do anything else to hurt Hoseok, not after he was such a good person for you all those years. Jungkook sighed and faced your almost painful expression. He knew that what he did earlier had been wrong, he never wanted to do anything to see you suffer, but his desire for you was bigger than any other feeling or judgment.

He stepped away from you, taking a step back and putting his hands in his pocket. You opened your eyes, feeling a relief in your chest that he heard you but at the same time a discomfort between your legs because he hasn't touched you yet. You were having a war inside you at that time, your brain, your heart and your pussy were the three involved in that mess. Before you or he said anything, the doorbell rang again, making you frown and look at the door. Who could it be?

“Can I use your bathroom? I promise to leave soon after. ” He asked and you nodded watching him turn his back and enter the corridor where the bedrooms and bathroom were. You rubbed your face, still feeling your cheeks burning and turned to the door. As soon as you opened it, you were startled to see Hoseok there. Oh damn.

"Hoseok." You managed to speak without stuttering. He smiled at you and leaned in to give you a calm kiss. "What are you doing here?" You asked smiling nervously, trying not to be rude and trying not to look terrified at the same time.

"You didn't answer my calls or messages, so I came to see if everything was okay." He said entering the house. You closed the door and looked stunned towards the entrance to the corridor and mentally asked Jungkook not to leave there anytime soon. It would be very difficult to explain to your boyfriend what your former boss was doing in your apartment while you were in your pajamas.

"I'm fine, just a little tired." You said it and he frowned, seeming to realize there was something wrong there.

“Are you sure everything is okay? You look pale. ”

"Yes, I have a little bit of colic too, you know, I'm entering my period." You lied, feeling a lump in your throat at the same moment he smiled warmly at you. He grabbed your face and gave you a kiss on the forehead before resting his palm on the bottom of your belly.

“If you want, I can go to the supermarket to buy you some chocolates, yogurt and ice cream. We can watch a movie together too, what do you think? ” And before you could answer, you held your breath as you looked over Hoseok's shoulder and saw Jungkook walking into the living room, raising an eyebrow when he saw your boyfriend there.

Jung noticed your silence and your expression then turned back, seeing the man he hated most in his life, standing there, in the middle of your living room. Hoseok looked alternately between you two until he stepped away from you.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He screamed and then looked at you, making you see the hate that would easily run from his eyes if that feeling was liquid. “What is this shit doing here? Where did he come from? From your room? ”

"I was using the bathroom, you ignorant." Jungkook responded calmly, making Hoseok even more possessed.

“That doesn't explain why the fuck you were using the bathroom at my girlfriend's house. Didn't you have time to get to your mansion? Don't you have enough bathrooms there? ”

"Are you trying to insult me by saying that I have a mansion? Why should I be offended by this? I like being a rich playboy." Jeon replied pretentiously, shoving his hands in his pockets again, moving his eyebrow teasingly. “And what I do here does not concern you. I don’t need to give explanations, I am not your girlfriend.”

Hoseok turned to you, obviously waiting for you to answer.

"He ... He came to say that ..." You had no idea what to say, just wanted to jump on Jungkook's neck and strangle him.

"Look, I would love to stay and watch the couple fight, but I need to go." Jungkook said sarcastically, walking towards the door. “Miss Backs, don't forget our appointment tomorrow. You need to be at 11 pm at the airport. Don't forget to take the report about the company I asked for. This may be your chance to show your potential as my secretary. Do not waste this second chance that I am giving you. Have a good night." And he smiled opening the door and leaving, leaving you totally amazed. He was even good at lying.

"You returned to work for this junk?" Hoseok's voice made you come out of the trance and look at him.

“Yeah. He called me saying that he needed to talk to me, said that tomorrow he has an important meeting and that he still hasn't got a secretary to replace me, so he asked me to accompany him. But it's just this time. Even though he is an egocentric asshole, he paid my salary for two years, I couldn't let him down. ” You lied.

"And why didn't you say that before?"

"Well ... You freaked out and started screaming, it made me nervous." You shrugged and lowered your head. Soon he was hugging you and kissing the top of your head, apologizing that he had screamed, saying he was jealous and promising not to do that anymore.

(...)

The next morning, you woke up with your cell phone ringing. You answered the call without even knowing who it was.

"Yeah?"

"Wow, how sexy is your sleepy voice."

You opened your eyes at once when you recognized that voice. Looking to the side, you saw that Hoseok was at your side, sleeping peacefully.

"Jeon, what do you want?" You asked getting out of bed, leaving the room and closing the door behind you.

"What do you mean by that? Did you forget our appointment? ” You stopped walking, trying to remember what he was talking about.

“Wait, are you talking about the trip? Were you serious about this? ”

"When did you see me joking about something?"

Shit.

"Jungkook, I can not go, I did not make any report. And Hoseok ... ”

“Forget the report and your stupid boyfriend. Just pack your bags with enough clothes for a week. My driver will pick you up in an hour. ”

And so he hung up. You stood for 10 minutes standing in the hall, looking static at your phone, wishing to break it in Jungkook's head. But it was too late to regret it, you went back to your room and walked towards the closet picking up your biggest suitcase and putting it on the floor, not having the patience to fold your clothes and throw them inside.

"Babe, you okay?" Hoseok's voice caught your attention. You looked at the bed and he was lying on his side, his face swollen with sleep and his eyes half closed.

"Yes. I'm just late. Jeon's driver will stop by and pick me up in 50 minutes and I haven't even finished my bag. ” You said it and he looked down at you to your suitcase, totally messed up. He laughed and stood up walking over to you and giving you a tight hug.

"You're not at all excited to go, are you?" You denied it.

"I just thought that after leaving that company, my life would be easier, but it seems that it got worse." You returned the hug, placing your face on his chest.

“I understand, dear. But after this trip, you won't have to look at that idiot's face anymore. ” And so he gave you a peck. "Go get ready, I'll finish your suitcase."

"Thank you Hoseok, you are the best." You smiled at him.

"I know honey."

(…)

As soon as you checked in your suitcase, Jungkook's driver took you to the airport's VIP Lobby, where Jeon was sitting at a table, reading news on his tablet. When you sat in front of him, he took his eyes off the screen and looked at you, smiling.

"Good Morning."

"Spare me, Jungkook." You said with disdain seeing him lean back in his chair still with that irritating smile on his face. "Where are we going and what should I do?"

“We are going to Seattle. And you just need to accompany me to meetings and write down everything you think is of my interest.”

“And what is in your interest? Harass your ex secretaries? Blackmail them to do what you want?”

"First, I didn't harass you, you wanted me to eat you out." He said loud and clear, making you look around and say thank you for having just you two in that place. “Second, I didn't blackmail you. I only used the lie that I told your boyfriend so he wouldn't know that earlier yesterday I had my tongue in your pussy and that was the reason I was at you house late at night. ”

"You suck."

"Yeah, but you still like me."

You leaned back in your chair, looking out of the Lobby window that overlooked the entire airport. Sometimes you would be grateful that you didn't have to stay in those lines when you were traveling on business with Jungkook, that was one of the good points about working for him. You then found yourself staring at him all concentrated. No one in their right mind would deny how handsome and sexy he was. You remembered the day before, the chills you felt with his kiss, the heavy lust that invaded your body as soon as he touched you between the legs, the feeling of having the best orgasm of your life and that made you feel both guilty about having those thoughts and excited about wanting to do that again. You let out a frustrated growl and put your hands on your face, drawing Jeon's attention, who didn't need to look at you for more than a few seconds to understand why you were like that. He laughed and went back to reading the news.

(…)

When you got on the plane, you and Jungkook were taken to First Class as usual, sitting in armchairs that stood side by side. Jungkook knew since you started working for him that you were terrified of flying and that is why you always got seats that were very close to each other, because he always was there calming you when you freaked out or panicked because of some turbulence.

This time would be no different.

Jungkook was wearing headphones, watching an interview that was on television when a turbulence started and the first thing he did was to turn to the side and check if your seat belt was buckled. He saw the panic on your face as you squinted and pressed your hands to your knees. He removed the headphones and took one of your hands.

"It's okay, it's just turbulence, we've been through this before." He told you that refused to open your eyes and look at him, but nodded. But that was by far the worst turbulence you had faced, as even the bags started to fall, making Jungkook lean over you and hug you, preventing any of the hand bags being thrown side to side, from hitting and hurt you.

"Shit, I don't want to die." You whimpered and he laughed relaxed.

"You are not going to die, silly."

"How can you possibly know that?" You practically screamed, opening your eyes and looking at him. "This is all your fault, if you had left me alone, I wouldn't be going through this."

“And miss the chance to see you all vulnerable in my arms? Never." He said smiling in a funny way. He was having fun with that. “But seriously, we’ve been there. It was going to be okay. If something happens, I'll let you kick my balls. ”

"You are only saying this because you know that if something happens, we will be dead and I will not be able to kick your balls."

"Why, ghosts move things, why couldn't you kick me in the balls after death?" And that made you laugh out loud. Soon after the turbulence passed and you looked at him laughing as he gave you an 'I was right' look.

"You got away with it this time, Jeon."

When you got off the plane, there was a driver waiting for you who picked up your bags, put them in the car and then took you to the hotel where you were going to stay for the week. You and Jungkook stayed on the same floor, one room in front of the other.

As soon as you entered your room, you went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. It was already dark in Seattle and you were so tired that you just wanted to sleep.

The next day, at 9 in the morning, you met Jungkook in the hallway and so you went down to have coffee before getting ready for a business lunch that he would have in that same hotel with some of his new partners. When you entered the restaurant, Jungkook waved to the table were the six men, without exception, looked you up and down, from your high heels to your hair tied in a ponytail.

"Gentlemen." Jeon greeted them. “This is my secretary, (Y/N) Backs. She will accompany me throughout the trip. ” You smiled and greeted everyone even though you were disgusted by two of them who held your hand for too long and looked at you with perverted looks. Jungkook pulled a chair for you next to him and you sat down so they could talk.

"So (Y/N)." One of the men, you didn't remember his name, spoke as soon as dessert started to be served, making you look at him. He was a lot older than Jungkook, had gray hair, green eyes and reminded you of one of your pedophile teachers you had during high school. “You haven't said a word since you sat down. I'm sure Jungkook didn't choose you just because you had this pretty and inviting face. Why don't you tell us about yourself?”

"I don't have much to say about myself." You responded politely, then thanking the waiter who had placed a plate of chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream in front of you. It was your favorite, and Jungkook knew it, so he always asked for this dessert every time you had a business dinner or lunch with him.

“Ah, but I bet you have a lot to say about you. What do you think about doing in the future? I'm sure you don't want to work for that brat for the rest of your life. ” He laughed being accompanied by the other men at the table, even Jungkook laughed sarcastically thinking how stupid that guy was.

"I don't think to much in the future, I am satisfied with my job at Jeon’s Enterprise." You said sympathetically, even though you started to feel uncomfortable with the way he looked at you. Jungkook laughed pleased with your answer even though he knew that technically you didn't work for him anymore.

“Well, if you ever change your mind, I'm a partner in a modeling company, I'm sure you would be very welcome if you did a test. You’re wearing a lot of clothes, but I think you would look good in something smaller. ”

"Hardin, don't you think you're exaggerating?” A man who was Jeon's age said beside him, that was Taehyung. He had brown hair and the eyes with the same color. He competed with Jungkook in the first place of the most beautiful man in the world according to your list that only contained their names. You had already participated in other meetings in which he was present and he was a nice guy, always in a good mood and had an excellent persuasion ability. No wonder he was one of Jungkook's best friends.

"I'm just complimenting her, it's not like she doesn't get compliments every day while walking around in these clothes." You felt your stomach churn when he said 'these clothes', as if the clothes you were wearing were ordinary or something. And even if  it were, you were free to wear whatever clothes you wanted and he or any other man didn’t had the right to express an opinion or make abusive and sexual comments against you. “Do you have a boyfriend, (Y/N)? If so, I'm sure he must be very upset with you going out like this. ”

"Yes, I have a boyfriend and no, he is not upset about the clothes I wear, as he doesn’t have to give an opinion on what I wear, I am of age and I decide what I wear or not." You hit back as calmly as possible. “And I will not answer any more of your questions. The purpose of this lunch is to talk about Mister Jeon's business, not my personal life. And please, when addressing me, call me Backs, I didn't give you the intimacy to call me by my first name. ”

"Wow, shes got fire." He said laughing, looking at the others sitting at the table who didn't dare open their mouth to say a word. You had your eyes on your dessert, not realizing that Jungkook had a vein popping out of his forehead, as he clenchedhis jaw and looked out of the restaurant window, taking a deep breath with every word that came out of Hardin's mouth, wanting to jump at every second that table and crush his skull. "Tell me, Backs, do you got fire in the bed too?"

You looked at him with disgust as he gave a wry smile in your direction, and you wanted to throw up everything you had eaten in the past three days.

“You are old enough to be her grandfather, Hardin. Control yourself and stop acting like an old pervert. I'm serious." Taehyung said in a warning tone and you looked at him with thanks in the eyes, only then realizing the position that Jungkook was in. He was now staring at Hardin, his elbows propped up on the table, his fingers intertwined, his chin over his fingers, his shoulders taut and his jaw clenched. That was not a good sign.

"Grandfather I don't know, but I can be her Daddy if she wants to …"

You only had time to look at him and in the next second, a glass hit his face and shattered making him scream. You stood up terrified, already turning to Jungkook to ask what he was doing and you saw him jumping over the table, knocking over everything  on top of it and throwing himself at Hardin, both falling on the floor. You covered your mouth with both hands, totally surprised and horrified by what you were seeing. Jungkook punched the older man in the face, blood spraying everywhere. Hardin tried to use his arms to defend himself, but Jeon was stronger than he looked and managed to hold his arms with one hand while using the other to punch him. While the other partners walked away, some of the guests who were having lunch looked at the scene terrified and the waiters entered the confusion to settle the fight.

"Jeon, that's enough." Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's arms and pulled him back while the waiters dragged Hardin, whose face was soaked with blood, away from the table. You finally came out of the trance and ran towards Jungkook who was struggling to break free from Taehyung and move forward on the man again.

"Never open your mouth again to make comments like that about (Y/N), do you understand, you bastard?" He screamed totally blind with hate.

"Jungkook, stop." You asked pushing him back, and Taehyung pulling him back too, towards the elevator and pushing him inside, pressing the button for the door to close. When you saw that he was going to get out of the elevator, you ducked in front of him and pushed him hard back, making him hit his back against the wall behind him. "Are you crazy?"

"I wasn't going to let him keep talking about you like that. I have to go back there and pull out his tongue so he learns not to make vulgar comments about my woman." You wouldn't deny that it made your legs shake.

"I am not yours, Jungkook." You said it and he laughed scornfully, taking his eyes off you. "Look, I would be the first to beat him up, believe me, but we were in the middle of a restaurant, with a lot of people around. Are you aware of the scandal that this can become? If the news gets around, saying that the CEO of Jeon’s Enterprise beat up one of his partners in a restaurant, your advertising team will have a lot of work to defend you and mitigate the impact that this can have on your business. ”

"Fuck the business, (Y/N)." He said looking at you angry. “Nobody is going to talk about you like that in front of me. Nobody." You sighed and let your shoulders fall. He had done that to defend you, it was stupid, but still he had done it. Maybe he really liked you. “And even if you insist on saying that you are not mine, knowing deep down that you are, I will defend you.” You sighed and put your hand on his face, certainly taking him by surprise since he widened his eyes slightly. You could have sworn you felt an electric current in your body.

"Thank you."

He just nodded.

When you reached your floor, you went towards his room. He went to the bathroom to wash his hands soiled with Hardin's blood and you sat at the desk taking your cell phone out of your bag and calling the company responsible for taking care of his image.

“Hi Emma, this is Backs. I need you to keep an eye on social media for the next 72 hours and block any kind of news, information, video or testimony that contains Jeon's name. ” You said as soon as the team leader answered and greeted you. "There was an accident, a disagreement between Jungkook and one of the company's partners at the hotel restaurant where we are staying in Seattle and things got out of hand, like, really out of control.” Jungkook  left the bathroom drying his hands on a white towel. He had rolled up the sleeves of the white dress shirt he was wearing and had also taken off his tie, and he was extremely sexy, as always. “Yes, I’m working for him again, you know, he can’t survive without me.” And so he took his eyes off his hands and looked in your direction, curious as you looked at him with a comical look. “Okay, keep me posted. See you later."

"You finally came to your senses and realized that you belong with me?" He asked when you hung up the phone.

“Don’t flatter yourself. You are a disaster without me. ” And he laughed, shaking his head, after all it was true.

You heard a soft knock on the door. Jungkook looked at it suspiciously, walked over and put his hand on the handle, but only opened it after looking through the peephole and seeing who it was.

"Are you crazy?" Taehyung came in like a hurricane into the room. Jeon rolled his eyes and closed the door. "Are you aware that …"

“Yes, Taehyung. (Y/N) has already scolded me for my behavior and warned me of the consequences I can face, but I don't regret anything. ” And so he sat on the bed. "You heard the disgusting things he was saying."

“Yes, but you could have tried to beat him up somewhere that didn't have a lot of witnesses, like in the hotel parking lot. At least that way it would give me less work. ”

"I called the team that takes care of his image, they will block anything that is related to his name in the next 72 hours. This should give us time to think of a way to make Hardin not report him to the media." You said and Taehyung nodded putting his hands on his hips.

“I talked to the hotel manager and the owner. He's coming here and I'm going to talk to him in person too, but he allowed the security camera images to be erased for a good amount of money, nothing we can't afford. The others are talking to the guests who saw it all, trying to convince them that the fight had been no big deal, even though Hardin left by ambulance, almost with a blind eye.” He said in a scolding tone, but instead of feeling guilty or remorseful, Jungkook laughed pleased with what he had done.

"If you hadn't stopped me, I would have blinded both of his eyes." You rolled your eyes and shook your head in denial while Taehyung looked at him in astonishment.

"Okay, let me put it this way, you threw a glass in the middle of that guy's face and punched him until he almost broke the bones of his skull. I’ll let the lawyers in alert, because you can be charged with attempted murder, Jungkook.  Did you understand the seriousness of this now?” Taehyung ended the sentence almost screaming, visibly upset by his friend's sense of sarcasm out of time. Jeon just shrugged, as if he didn't care.

"I want him out." Jeon said and both you and Taehyung looked at him confused.

“Out of what?”

"I want him out of the elite, off the list of partners, I want him to cut off any connection he has with my company, I want him thousands of miles away from (Y/N)."

Taehyung was speechless for the first time that night, then looked at you who just shook your head. He took a deep breath, ready to freak out, but he managed to control himself, looked at Jungkook and said calmly.

“And how do you want me to do that? You know how he is, he won't give in so easily. Especially knowing that the reason you want him out is (Y/N).” Then he looked at you. "No offense."

"Not taken."

“I don't know, buy his shares, threaten him, I don't care. But I want him out and barred at any social event I'm on the guest list, including Friday's party. ”

"Jungkook, this is stupid." You said it and he looked angry at you.

"What, are you defending him now?"

"I'm not defending him, Jungkook. But look at the situation, I know that your partners who are here today know the reason for the fight, Hardin was verbally harassing your secretary, but the rest of the world doesn't know. And if he speaks only his side and shows the patched face to the reporters accusing you, he may end up gaining a lot of visibility with this.”

"Listen to someone at least once in your life, Jeon. She is right." Taehyung said. “We can get him out of society but we need a more elaborate plan, show evidence for other people to understand why you want him to leave.”

"And how nice of you to have me, because I have a plan that can work." You said again making the two of them look at you who smiled in a treacherous way. “Get a copy of the security images before deleting them. Talk to him about selling his shares, but let him go to the party in Friday. ”

“This is my time to ask. Are you crazy? ” Jungkook asked. "I will kill him."

"No, you won't. You will trust me. We are going to wind the rope and he will hang himself."

"Okay, I'll check the situation out. I'll send you the news." Taehyung agreed. If there was one thing he had discovered since you started working with Jeon, it was that you were very smart and always managed everything.

“I'm going to my room. See you at dinner? ” You asked getting up and taking your bag, walking to the door. Jungkook just nodded and didn't say a word. You had to put your plan into action. You know that men like Hardin acted mechanically, always had the same attitudes and followed almost like a stupid script. It wouldn't be any different this time.

(…)

After dinner, you and Jungkook ended up going to the roof of the hotel where  was a leisure area with a swimming pool, whirlpool, a bar for the guests to serve themselves and a beautiful landscape on the four sides of the great beautiful Seattle at night. Jungkook, as always, had his eyes on the screen of his cell phone while you sat on the edge of the pool with a Martini in hand, feeling the cool night breeze.

"Having fun?" He asked seeing you silent just sipping your drink. You looked over your shoulder and gave him a smile.

“Yes.”

"You know you can have this life forever, don't you?" He asked placing his cell phone on top of the lounge chair next to the one he was sitting on. "I can give you this life if you want."

"I don’t." You said it almost automatically, leaving him speechless. "Look, Jeon, I'm not going to lie. I like expensive things, I like expensive trips, beautiful landscapes, but I like to achieve these things with my effort, I don't want to win any of that from anyone. I'm on a business trip, that's part of my job, that’s why I’m here with you."

"Isn't it because I blackmailed you?" He asked sarcastically and you laughed.

"Yeah, that's one of the reasons, too."

"And what are the other reasons?" He asked getting up and walking towards her. "Maybe because you like me and wanted to spend more time alone with me?"

“Jeon…”

"We are alone, dear." He said sitting next to you, placing a hand on your cheek, moving your face and making you look at him. "No one will know. Under the mat, remember?"

“If I give in now, I will no longer be able to hold on. If I give in, it will not be just a mistake, but proof that …”

“Proof that you like me, that you want me too. Please. Just give me a kiss. A kiss and I'll leave you alone for the rest of the trip, I promise.”

"I’ll do that, only if you leave me alone for the rest of my life, Jeon." He chuckled and brought his mouth to your ear, brushing his lips against her lobule.

"I can't take this long." And he kissed your ear, making you roll your eyes with the sensation that arose again between your legs. "I'll leave you alone for the rest of the trip, so you can make up your mind. And when you do, I'll be waiting for you." And so he lowered the kisses to your neck, making you close your eyes and sigh with the delicious chill that his lips on your skin were causing. "What do you say, huh?"

"No, Jeon." You said moving away from him, dragging yourself away. He sighed and rubbed his face. "I can’t."

"When are you going to realize that you're going to be happier with me than with that asshole?" He asked getting up angrily. "And what's the difference between you having sex with me now? You already cheated on him."

"You can’t be serious." You said getting up and taking your shoe.

"Oh, I'm being very serious." He said sarcastically, making you roll your eyes. "But it’s okay, I'll wait to see how long you can deny the sexual tension that exists between us."

"I'm not denying anything, Jungkook. I just don't want to do this while I'm still with him. I don't want to cheat on him anymore, so I’m not gonna have sex with you while I’m still being his girlfriend.” So you turned around and headed for the elevator, it was time to go to bed.

Jungkook sat down again and his head bubbled with questions and theories that made no sense to him. None of that made sense, why were you still dating an idiot dance teacher instead of being with him, heir and owner of several companies around the country?

Maybe that was why he liked you so much, the fact that you didn't pay attention to him, even when he offered you the world. But even if it was the way he liked it, he wouldn't be content to just try to seduce you and achieve nothing. He wanted you and he would have you, one way or another.

He looked at his cell phone, taking no more than a few seconds to decide what to do. As soon as he took it in hand, Jungkook called Taehyung.

"Jeon!" The sleepy voice said on the other end of the line.

"I need you to get something for me."

(…)

When Friday came, Taehyung had warned you that Hardin was not at all happy with the fact that Jeon wanted him out of society and that he would definitely attend the gala that they were going to that night. He also said that Hardin was freaked out and that you could expect a scandal and in a way, that was exactly what you wanted.

When night came, Jungkook was waiting for you in the hall so you could get the limo that would take you to the party in the biggest mansion in the city. And when you left the room wearing a red dress, he almost fell to his knees in front of you, you were so beautiful.

"So?"

“Sorry but I have no words to say how beautiful you look. Wow." He said almost breathlessly, as if he had run a marathon. You laughed, finding it cute. "We better go or we will never leave this hotel." And so he pointed towards the elevator. As soon as you stepped inside, you could feel the tension between the two of you coming back. His scent making him so inviting, and once again the memories of his face between your legs made your body shiver and you imagined jumping over him kissing him, messing up his hair, leaving him naked, getting kneel for him, letting him fuck you in every possible position. And it made you feel bad and horny at the same time.

You closed your eyes and squeezed them, delighting in that image, and involuntarily bit your lips and squeezed your thigh with one hand. Jungkook glanced at you for a moment before turning his body and facing that scene. Once again he knew very well what was the reason for you being like that.

He reached out, touching your chin, making you open your eyes and face him.

"I know what you're thinking." He whispered in a husky, totally seductive voice that made your legs tremble. "And I know you think it's wrong." He brought your face close to his, making you numb with that smell. “But it won't be wrong forever, babe. We will be able to do all things that your pretty mind imagine sooner than you think. Maybe, later. Maybe tonight. ” And the same moment when the elevator doors opened.

He then took your hand, smiled and gently pulled you out of the elevator, guiding you out of the hotel where the car was waiting.

In the arrival, he was the first to go out and receive a shower of flashes. He waved at the cameras and then turned back, reaching out to help you out of the car. So he linked his arm with yours and went up the stairs that led to the entrance to the Mansion.

Many people wondered who the girl next to Jeon Jungkook was, because he was not used to having escorts, and you knew it could end up giving you a big headache, but as soon as everyone knew you were just the secretary everything would be okay.

You spent a good part of the party greeting Jungkook's acquaintances, and the strange thing was that he always introduced you by your name and not as his secretary, and you always ended up having to correct him. You drank champagne and by an irony of fate, you ended up on the dance floor dancing a slow and romantic song.

It wasn't bad for a rich party. You thought. The songs could be more lively, but you knew that the people who were there, had come to the party to talk business and not to dance and have fun.

"Jeon." Taehyung approached to greet them. "You’re splendid, (Y/N). Boss, I got what you wanted." He said. You looked at them both, confusedly, not understanding what Kim was talking about. What had Jungkook asked him for? It should be something important because the happiness on Jungkook's face was obvious.

"Okay. (Y/N), excuse me for a moment, I ..." He started to speak but was interrupted by his friend who was serious when looking behind you.

"Trouble in sight." Taehyung said and so you looked back, seeing Hardin coming towards you like an angry dog. He had several bandages all over his face and one eye was badly hurt. Jeon's punches should have been quite strong. Jungkook immediately became tense. He pulled on your arm, making you stay behind him and Taehyung, as a human barrier for you.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" He shouted, drawing the attention of several guests around him. “What makes you think you can get me out of the corporation? Huh you little shit? ”

“I am the owner of the company, stays who I want to stay, leaves who I want to leave. And I think you better control your tone of voice, I broke your face once, I can do it again. ” He said calmly but from the way his shoulders were, you knew that he was boiling inside.

It was time to put your plan into practice.

You looked around for the waiter Emma sent, Garry. He was one of the private investigators at your disposal. When you found him, he was not far from where you were. He carried a tray and as soon as his eyes fell on you, he knew what to do. Taking advantage of the distraction of the guests who were looking curiously towards Jungkook and Hardin, Gary placed the tray on a table and took out a cell phone from his pocket, pointing discreetly in the direction of the discussion and recording everything.

"Do you really think I'm going to give up my shares just because you asked?" And so your attention returned to the two.

“No, I think you are going to give up and sell your shares because although you look stupid, you are not. I mean, sometimes you seem to have neurons. ” Jungkook's comment seems to have triggered even more hate on Hardin who took steps towards him, pointing his finger towards his face while Jeon stood still, not intimidated.

“Look, you son of a bitch. Either you get that stupid idea out of your head, or I'm going to end your life. ” He snarled and Jungkook snorted.

"To end my life, you would have to live long years, which we know will not happen since you are old enough to go to a nursing home and die there." He said in a voice flooded with sarcasm. “You're lucky I didn't file a complaint against you at the police station for verbally harassing (Y/N) yesterday. So I will warn you again, control your tone of voice, you are not talking to your mother. ”

"So this is all because of this little bitch?" Hardin asked and you automatically grabbed Jungkook's arm holding him when you saw that he was going to punch the older man. Hardin's eyes fell on you and he laughed scornfully. "That pussy must have gold, baby."

"Shut up." Jeon growled, visibly altered, giving you a great difficulty to hold him in place.

"How professional, Mr. Jeon Jungkook." He shouted, laughing soon after. "Do you want to end a partnership that started years ago when your father was still in the presidency of the corporation, just because I told you some truths about your bitch secretary? How fucking dumb."

"Hardin." Taehyung said loudly, making the old man look at him. “I suggest that you accept the offer I made and get the hell out of here. You don't need such scandal in your curriculum, don't be stupid. "

"Oh, I get it." Hardin said with that malicious smile that made your stomach churn days ago. "You are fucking this slut too, so you want to defend her either." Jungkook made such a strong move with the arm you held, that if you had a little less strength, you would have flown over Hardin with Jeon's punch.

"Leave, Hardin Jones. I won't say that again."

“Oh c’mon. she shouldn't be offended, after all that's why she was dressing like a bitch, right? With that skirt glued to her body. To receive compliments. Just like now, dressed as a stripper. ” And when you saw it, your hand had gone to meet Hardin's face, the noise echoed throughout the room along with the noises that people made with their mouths, totally surprised. He was stunned for a minute, perhaps not imagining that you would have the courage to do something. Meanwhile, Jungkook relaxed his shoulders and enjoyed the scene smiling.

"Shut the fuck up, you asshole. The clothes that me or any woman wears daily for both work and leisure do not say anything about any of us and you men have no fucking right to criticize, defame, mock or harass us. So I think you better accept the offer that Kim Taehyung made to you and sell your shares, or all the companies in this country and the other international ones that have a direct or indirect connection with Jeon's Enterprise will receive a report describing your abusive behavior. I will also send a copy of video with audio from yesterday's lunch, and of this discussion today for each one of them. And I'm sure none of them will want to know your name or have a connection with a shit like you. ”

And finally you took another breath taking a few steps back and knocking your back on Jungkook's chest who put a hand on your waist, looking at Hardin with a smug smile, proud of you.

Gary stopped beside you, catching Hardin's astonished face, which only then realized he was being recorded.

“Your choice, Mister Hardin Jones.” Jeon said politely not hiding his satisfaction.

“Stop by the office tomorrow to sign the papers. Security guards will accompany you to the exit. ” Taehyung said and so two security guards guided him to the exit, but not before he glare towards the three of you.

The people around you started to applaud in amazement at your speech against Hardin and that made you extremely shy. So you walked away from the crowd a bit to talk to Gary, while Jungkook followed Taehyung to the other side of the great hall.

Gary would send the recording directly to Emma so she could keep it together with the files and evidence doc that you both had set against Hardin last night. You were happy that everything had worked out, so you took a glass of champagne and sat at one of the tables, waiting for Jungkook to come back from wherever he went.

Just over half an hour later, you were still waiting for Jeon, but you were talking to some of the guests who seemed to be interested in you after putting that man in his place. When you felt your cell phone vibrating inside your small bag, you excused yourself and went up the stairs to the second floor of the mansion where there wasn’t too much noise and took the cell phone. It was Hoseok who was calling. With everything that was going on, you hadn't even realized that you hadn't called him once.

"Hi love." You said smiling, with a voice full of affection.

"How could you cheat on me with that bastard?" Hoseok's voice with pure hatred said on the other end of the line and your stomach sank just as your heart.

"What are you talking about?" You asked trying not to show the desperation you were feeling at that moment, pressing the bag between your fingers.

“You know exactly what I'm talking about. I never thought you would be able to do something like that to me, (Y/N). What did I do wrong? I wasn’t a good companion for you? I wasn't a good boyfriend, so you decided that you were going to fuck Jungkook? ” He screamed and you could feel like you were punched in the face.

“Hoseok, no. That's not it. You are a wonderful boyfriend. Who told you that? ” You said not being able to control your body and starting to shake violently and walk from side to side, totally unprepared to have that conversation with him.

"Who do you think?" He asked in a poisonous voice and you lost your breath. How this could be happening. Your eyes filled with water and you were about to start sniffling too. "It looks like he decided he doesn't want to share you with me anymore."

And so the call went dead, he had hung up. You didn't know how long you had been standing there, standing with your legs shaking and the tears falling from your eyes. You only realized how serious the situation was when one of the guests looking for the bathroom saw you, and asked if everything was okay.

No. The answer was no.

And there was nothing you could do, not being in Seattle.

You didn't bother to dry your face or touch up the smudged makeup before running down the stairs on top of your heels. You needed to get out of there. And you couldn't meet Jungkook, or you wouldn't be responsible for your actions. How could he have done that to you? How could he have done this to Hoseok? Did he hate him that much? So many questions to mask the one question that really mattered: How could you do this to your boyfriend?

You didn't have time to regret it at the moment. You had to get back to New York as soon as possible and talk to Hoseok, try to fix the shit you did. You went through the great hall like a rocket and when you were approaching the door, a hand grabbed your arm forcing you to stop and look back, already knowing who it was.

"What are you ..." He started to speak, but you were quick to interrupt and pull your arm, getting rid of his hand.

"You had no right to say anything to Hoseok."

He didn't seem surprised by you speech.

"Oh, he was faster than I imagined."

"What the fuck, Jungkook." You said angrily, frowning and clenching your hands.

“I just did what I had to do. Now you don't have to choose between him and me. You can stay with me without remorse." He said with a smile, and that only made your anger increase even more. You just couldn’t believe in his words. “I thought it would help.”

“Oh, you thought… You called my boyfriend and told him that we had sex, Jungkook." You said it a little louder than you should, controlling yourself  to not scream and cause another scandal that night. “How dumb and evil do you have to be to do something like this? Do you realize how much it hurt me? Damn, are you aware of how much it hurt Hoseok?”

“In this stage of the game you should already know that I don’t care about him." He said coldly.

"You don't care about anyone. You only think about yourself, Jungkook. What I did was wrong? yes, and I won't try to make excuses for my mistakes, but it was me who should have told him. I would explain, I would apologize, I would do it in a way that didn't hurt him so much, Jungkook. I would take care of that, but you had to stick your nose where you shouldn't and make things worse as you always do.” And you turned your back again to leave, but he again held you, stepping in front of you and not letting you move on.

"Hey, hey, wait. Where are you going?"

"To the hotel, I'm going to get my things and take the first flight back to New York, throw myself at Hoseok's feet and beg him to forgive me." Leaving him speechless, you dodged his bodies, leaving him paralyzed in the middle of the exit while running down the stairs, dismissing the reporters and crossing the street where you waved for a taxi and then you were far away.

"What happened?" Taehyung, who had watched the scene from a distance, approached Jungkook who was beginning to regret what he had done.

"I think I hurt (Y/N)."

"Do you think so? You called her boyfriend and said that she was cheating on him with you. Of course she would be hurt. Are you stupid?" Taehyung asked totally without patience.

He had to do something, he couldn't let you go like that. He left the party, heading for the limo that was waiting a few meters away. When he got into the car, the driver jumped in surprise, but as soon as he saw Jungkook's expression, he composed himself.

"Go to the hotel as quickly as possible."

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✧ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

✧ Genre: smut

✧ Word count: 3.7k

✧ Description: Your boyfriend Jungkook was still a virgin, until one night both of you got heated up and it turned out a lot better than you ever expected.

✧ A/N: This is my first smut ever posted. I tried to make slightly sub!jk but my heart can’t lmao. Still I hope you enjoy it and please leave any feedback! And sorry if my english isn’t always correct, it’s not my first language. Enjoy y’all <3

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You were laying on your bed, watching TV and getting more and more bored. Jungkook has been in the shower for only 3 minutes but it seemed like a whole hour. You just needed to do something exciting, to try something new and to spice yourself up a bit. Especially your sex life. Even though you and Jungkook were together for almost a year now, you still haven’t had sex. And that’s because he’s a virgin. Of course you respected him wanting to wait and you don’t want to rush into it if he’s still not ready. You love him, he loves you and that’s basically everything that matters. But every time he was lying next to you, kissing you, touching you or even just looking at you, you would immediately feel yourself heating up. “Why are you blushing again, honey?” he would always ask laughingly, finding it cute actually. You shook your head every time, even though you wanted to moan into his ear and tell him how much you wanted, no, how much you needed him. He is so adorable, sexy, hot and incredibly beautiful. You still couldn’t believe you got yourself a boyfriend like him. You know you’re hot yourself too, but still. You were such a lucky girl. Sometimes you entered the bathroom “by accident” when he was showering, so you could get a little sneak peak of his manly body. God damn, when you saw those shoulders the last time, you could’ve just cum right there by only looking at it. And those thighs…

“Y/N? W-what are you doing?” you heard a serious voice saying. 

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