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this is one of the best jk’s i’ver ever read i’m not playing 😭😭😭💗💗 he just says all the right things. he’s so funny and charming and sweet and thoughtful and filled with play i literally just sighed (affectionately) i need him so bad

𐙚₊˚⊹ BBYDADDY SERIES!⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

kimiverse msgs / blurbs

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co-parents that fuck <3

genres: fluff, crack, smut & angst

note: only my permanent taglist is applicable for this series

๋࣭ ⭑bbydaddy!jk ๋࣭ ⭑

exes au ; *nsfw* | ongoing

(1) // (2) // (3) // (4) // (5) // (6) // (7) // (8) // (9) // (10) // (11) // (12) // (13) // (14) // (15) // (16) // (17) // (18) // (19) // (20)

+ jk’s birthday

... TBA

OH MY GODDDDDDDD I JUST LOVE THE WAY YOU WRITE like it feels so effortlessly real and emotional, but you also find the perfect balance of making it humorous too. there were soooo many one liners and paragraphs that made me sob, but then jk would just say something so funny. god i loved this fic so so so much. it was a true GIFT to experience all of this.

ALSO LABYRINTH IS SOOOOOOO JUNGKOOK CODED. AND IVE ALWAYS SAID THAT!

i’m so sad that this fic has come to an end but i know these 2 will be occupying my brain rent free for the next months (scratch that YEARS) to come.

“don’t be a coward. you’re a million things to me. don’t be that.” like are you kidding me i weeped.

authornim you’re the best!!!

𐙚₊˚⊹ bbydaddy!jk (19) ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ *nsfw*

series m.list // taglist request: closed

note: uhhh... angst, fluff,, face fucking/freaky sex (period sex) LOL .... nothing too crazy but it's def intimate. jus wanted to let u guys know part 20 is the 'epilogue' for the plotline ,, the continuation will go on from part 21-25,,, (onwards if i have more drafts) but that's all i have planned for now !!! thank u so much for reading along,,, it's truly been a pleasure to be loved and seen by u all <3 much love !!

୨ৎ playlist ୨ৎ

war - keshi ; you always got something you wanna prove / and i've got nothing left to lose / don't know what we're fighting for / i'm tired of going back and forth

intro (end of the world) - ariana ; i'd rather tell the truth than to make it worse for you / if the sun refuse to shine / baby, would i still be your lover? / would you want me there? / if the moon went dark tonight / and if it all ended tomorrow / would i be the one on your mind?

labyrinth - taylor swift ; uh oh, i'm falling in love / oh no, i'm falling in love again

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that day.

when someone who loves you more than life itself proposes, you say yes. 

that’s what you’re supposed to do. 

you’re supposed to kiss, plan the wedding, get married, and live happily ever after. it’s supposed to work out. it’s supposed to. 

yet, there you stood in front of the love of your life and a ring between you two. silent, eyes flickering back and forth from his to the ring. your gaze traces the cut and falls in love with how the diamonds shine. the band is the perfect thickness and there is nothing more you want in the world than to put it on. 

you know what to say. 

the words are right there, waiting on the tip of your tongue. so easy to speak out, so tempting to do… but with every breath and exchanged look with jungkook, there’s something inside you that stops you. you search as fast as you can, running through your mind with the leftover excuses and justifications of why it’s still a no. 

then, your mind stops spinning the moment you realize; it’s just not the right time. at least, right now isn’t. 

it’s not that simple to understand and accept. you, yourself, have a difficult time figuring out why you can’t just live and be happy. why you can’t accept the proposal right now since you believe in jungkook so much… perhaps, the best way to put it is; it’s stormy. there’s fog, the rain is pouring, and it’s cold. you know the storm won’t last forever. the sky will clear soon… but it’s not now. right now, the storm needs to calm.

only time can do so. 

only time can bring the calm.

so, you answer jungkook with a heavy heart but a clear mind. 

“can i have some time? please, jungkook…” 

his shoulders drop, but his heart feels more than ready to wait. why? because contrary to popular belief, the world didn’t end when you didn’t answer jungkook’s proposal.

who was he to deny you of some time? both of you knew the real issue wasn’t whether you loved him—it was everything wrapped around it.

he gives you until the end of the week to make your choice.

jungkook fills the next 3 days with clingy text messages and random visits to your place. each day, he makes playful comments about how he’s packing up and doesn’t know where to put his things... should he drop them off at your place or ship them to new york.

you roll your eyes and ask, “are you staying there forever?”

in response, he huffs cheekily and says, “only if you break my heart.”

the truth is, you could never do it.

you could never break his heart.

it’s too precious.

it’s quite literally half of yours.

after he proposed and granted you time, the two of you talked about how the week should go. yes, you would give your answer eventually, but more importantly, the focus should be on zion. he’s the center of your relationship, and your decision shouldn’t change the fact that you’re both his parents.

which brings us to now...

sitting in the back of zion’s daycare room with your phone out, more than ready to capture the upcoming moments. but as excited as you are, a nervous buzz hums beneath your skin. maybe it’s just a mom thing. watching your son grow and take part in these little social moments moves you in ways you never expected.

“honey, why are we sitting so far away—”

“oh, you made it!”

“i wouldn't miss this for the world,” jungkook smiles, rushing to your side. he leans in and kisses your cheek, the warmth of his lips sending a comforting flutter through you. settling beside you, he glances at the classroom filled with eager children. “hi mama. is it his turn yet?”

you nod, a mix of excitement and nervousness bubbling in your chest. “is it weird we’re here during their circle time? like, are we controlling parents? we could’ve just asked for a video to be sent to us—”

“next, we have zion sharing—oh, wow! friends, it looks like zion brought so many toys to show and tell for us today… maybe he can pick just one to present?” zion’s teacher announces, patting his back and helping him open the bag.

your cheeks flush with a blend of embarrassment. wide eyed, jungkook whispers, “holy fuck, you packed him so much shit—“

“shhh! what was i supposed to do? he couldn’t decide, and i didn’t want his first show and tell to be something he wouldn’t remember!” you playfully shove jungkook, who chuckles, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

“you spoil him too much.”

“says the father that buys his 3-year-old stussy clothing and calvin klein underwear.” you bite.

jungkook shrugs and tilts his head. “dilf behaviour, i don’t know.”

his reply makes you laugh. then, you both turn your attention and watch zion bend over and shuffle through the bag. his small hands search for the perfect item, only revealing he’s found it through a big smile. when he finally makes his choice, the teacher smiles brightly and helps him retrieve a photo from the depths of the bag.

“friends, today zion wants to share a family photo!” she announces, handing the photo to him. zion beams with pride as he holds it up, encouraged to walk around the circle to show everyone. when he notices you and jungkook in the back, his giggle fills the room.

the family photo he chose to share is one of you, jungkook, and zion in bed. zion is 2 years old in the photo with bedhead. it’s his birthday. there’s a cake and a sleepy smile on his face while you and jungkook have paper party hats on, both cheek to cheek with zion. 

you should’ve seen this coming.

of course zion picked this. his favourite memory in his entire 3 years of living is when he woke up in bed and had birthday cake for breakfast. you all look so happy. 

“guys, look! that’s my mommy and my daddy!” he exclaims, pointing excitedly.

suddenly, all twenty pairs of wide eyes turn toward you and jungkook, and you can’t help but laugh awkwardly, waving at the children. “hi friends,” you say softly. “i’m zion’s mommy, and this is zion’s daddy—”

“daddy bought mommy a new car!” zion adds proudly, his voice echoing in the small space. “can i show and tell the car? is it outside mommy—oh! and he bought her a ring too! it’s so big! like a rock—”

a few children burst into laughter, while others shout out eager questions. just then, one little girl runs up to you, her eyes wide with curiosity. “zion, where is the ring?” she asks, looking up at you with innocent expectation.

zion shrugs, clearly unfazed. “at home,” he replies. “mommy always puts it on and then takes it off. on off, on off, on and off!”

“is your daddy rich?” one child shouts out. 

“my mommy is richer.” zion says proudly. “she’s a lawyer.”

“what’s your daddy’s job?” 

zion shrugs. “i don’t know. he always looks at art on his computer. daddy, what’s your job?”

jungkook chuckles. “i’m a visual director for advertisement.”

“yeah, okay. that.” zion nods. “... anyways, i want to be a lawyer like mommy when i grow up.”

your heart skips a beat as jungkook’s lips tighten. you exchange a panicked glance, his brows furrowing as he takes a deep breath, trying to suppress a laugh amid the unexpected attention and embarrassment from the twenty curious kids.

zion’s teacher gently guides his friend back to the circle, asking zion questions like, “how does this photo make you feel?” “where was this photo taken?” and “why did you choose to share this photo?”

zion, beaming with pride, answers one of the three questions. 

“i wanted to show and tell this photo because i love my family. mommy always kisses my booboos and daddy always makes me pancakes. i love it when we sleep in the same bed and they tickle me in the morning… i think they tickled me here too! and i love it when i'm sick and they buy me lollipops... oh, and i love my daddy because he teached me my abcs...” he says, nodding his head with determination. “but also, i love my mommy more than daddy because i just do.”

the other children burst into laughter, their voices mixing in a delightful cacophony of familial love. some shout out their own preferences, choosing sides between mommy and daddy. you can’t help but chuckle at their innocence. jungkook claps, his laughter joining yours, and together you send zion an enthusiastic thumbs up, a shared pride swelling in your chests as you watch him bask in the attention.

when the circle ends, zion’s teacher insist you two stay for a bit and observe zion with the children. you and jungkook spare 10 extra minutes before needing to leave for work. before you leave, you pick up zion and give him a tight hug. 

“i can’t believe you chose us over your toys, my love! that was so speical to us, z!” you exclaim, showering him with kisses on his cheeks and neck. he giggles, jumping in your arms.

“because i love you, mommy—”

“hello?” jungkook cuts in, scooping zion from your arms. “daddy is here too... say you love daddy too…”

zion nods. “okay, i love daddy too. i love mommy more—h-hey”

jungkook also attacks zion with kisses and tickles, their laughter filling the room. when the moment ends, he puts zion down and ruffles his hair. you and jungkook bid him goodbye, promising to come back for pickup in a few hours.

tonight you two plan on celebrating the fact that you and jungkook—despite all the distress and separation—made it known to zion that you are family no matter what.

he is loved no matter what and he is chosen above all else.

which is why this is so special to you and jungkook—

zion chose you two.

for dinner, you and jungkook decide to cook together. 

you two haven’t done this in almost a year. usually, it’s one or the other. tonight, it was special… and for important reasons, zion requested a cake. you and jungkook grant it under the condition that he entertains himself with his toys while you and jungkook cook. 

jungkook takes over with the prep as you begin to cook the meal together. he teases you a few times, joking that the food is burning. before you know it, he’s wrapping his arms around you and helping you cook. 

it's crazy, isn't it? you would think that jungkook would be sore loser when it comes to rejection... but since it technically wasn’t rejection; he's soaking these moments up. any and every moment with you—he's taking.

“is this really a two person job?”

“mhmm,” jungkook says, sneaking a kiss on your neck. “you know what else is a two person job?”

you tilt your face and squint at him. 

he mimics your expression before pecking your lips. 

“focus on cooking. i know it’s hard with me being this handsome and my big ass dick—”

“shut up.”

“yes honey.”

the rest of the evening slips by in a blur.

the dinner is simple but comforting, the kind that fills your heart as much as your stomach. laughter bounces around the table, mixing with the quiet clinking of plates and the warmth of home. after the meal, the three of you gather to cut the cake, zion’s small hands eager as he grabs his slice. it doesn’t take him long to devour it, chocolate smeared across his cheeks and lips. before you can reach for a napkin, he’s off—bolting toward the living room with that familiar burst of energy.

jungkook chases after him, laughter trailing in their wake, filling the space even after they've left. you excuse yourself, slipping away to the bathroom, the echoes of their voices lingering in the hall.

when you return, you pause at the doorway, the sight before you making your heart melt. your boys—your entire world—are sprawled out on the carpet, toys scattered around them in a beautiful mess. zion’s baby trash talk fills the room, his little hands batting at jungkook’s as they wrestle in the softest, silliest way. it’s these moments that make time stop, where everything feels so perfect it almost hurts.

"what do you love the most about mommy?" jungkook asks, his voice playful but curious, pulling zion close until their noses nearly touch.

zion scrunches up his face, clearly deep in thought, but you know him too well—he’s stalling. "umm... i don't know. she's pretty."

jungkook raises a brow, amused. "yeah, she is... but you pick her over me any chance you get and you don’t know?"

zion shrugs like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. "yeah... i love mommy because i just do." then his face lights up as if he’s stumbled upon a great revelation. "but also because she buys me better toys than you..."

jungkook’s laughter rumbles through the room, shaking his head. "i think my favorite thing is how hard she works for our family."

zion’s head tilts, curious. "cos she’s a lawyer?"

"yeah," jungkook agrees, then his voice softens. "but also because she loves us a lot. she does so much to make sure we’re fed, loved, and somehow always on time. you know, z, i’ve loved mommy for a while now... i can’t wait to love her for even longer. you think she’s gonna marry me?"

zion thinks about it for a second, then shrugs again. "maybe."

"maybe?" jungkook gasps, feigning panic. "you're supposed to be on my side!"

zion's laughter explodes as jungkook attacks him with tickles, his tiny body squirming beneath jungkook’s strong arms. the sound of their laughter fills the room, wrapping around you like a warm blanket, making your chest tighten with an emotion you can’t even name. it’s love, yes, but it’s more than that—it’s contentment.

the kind that comes from seeing your entire heart laid out in front of you, scattered in toys and giggles and moments too precious to capture fully.

you step into the scene, quietly noticing how zion’s eyelids have begun to droop, a yawn escaping his small lips. jungkook notices too, his eyes flicking to the clock before he decides it's time to get zion ready for bed. surprisingly, zion doesn’t argue this time. instead, he bounds toward the bathroom, his energy fading but still there in the way only a child can manage.

as jungkook jogs past you, he smacks your ass, a cheeky grin tugging at his lips as he chases after zion. you huff in mock annoyance but can’t help the smile that spreads across your face. there’s a lightness to it all, a warmth that settles deep in your bones, and even as you start tidying up the scattered toys and cluttered living room, you feel that fullness.

by the time you finish, jungkook and zion are still in the bathroom, their voices muffled by the sound of running water and sleepy giggles. you head to the kitchen, your movements slow, deliberate, as you begin washing the dishes, the weight of the day catching up with you. but even through the exhaustion, all you feel is love. it's in the quiet moments, in the laughter, in the way your home feels more alive when the two of them are near.

it's everything.

it always has been.

as you stand by the sink, hands submerged in warm soapy water as you scrub the dinner plates; you can’t help but think about today. 

today was good. 

after you and jungkook left zion’s daycare, you had to get back to the firm. jungkook insisted on driving you, but you brought your car too. instead, you asked him to walk you to your car. happily, he does so. when you two got to your car, you opened the trunk and gave him a gift bag. 

“what’s this?”

“open it.”

“an umbrella?”

“use it.”

he laughed, kissed you, and uttered against your lips; “we’re so not over.”

then, you two parted ways. 

as you wash the dishes, you think back to it.

how his hands were placed around your waist as you two walked out of the daycare. how he kisses you whenever his eyes fall onto your lips. how he laces your fingers together every chance he gets. how he shows up as zion’s father despite all the shit you throw at him… it’s everything to you. 

he’s a good man. 

your mind begins to wander as you think of all the things you want to say to him but can’t. things you’ve kept tucked away, hidden beneath the day-to-day rhythm of life. you think about the moments when everything felt too heavy, when the world seemed to close in on you, and all you wanted was him. 

in the depth of your misery, all you could think of was crawling to him—slipping into his arms, burying your face against his chest, and letting the weight of everything fall away as you cried your heart out.

you wanted to ask him to fix it, to take the burden from you like he always could, as if his love alone had the power to make everything right again.

because love... love should be enough, right? 

in your heart, you know that’s all you’ve ever wanted from him. for the love between you two to be enough to overcome the exhaustion, the stress, the compromises...

you’ve built so much together—beautiful things, a life, a family—but in the quiet moments, you still find yourself wishing it could just be about the two of you again. before the responsibilities, before you had to be anything more than his and him yours.

you imagine a different version of this life (not that you want it. you wouldn’t trade zion for the world). one where you’re still young, where the only thing you have to worry about is each other. no careers pulling you in opposite directions—no complications that need constant juggling or guilt. just him and you, lost in that simple, intoxicating love you both fell into so easily.

if it were like that, you know you’d choose him in a heartbeat. without hesitation, without the doubt that sometimes creeps in when the days get too long. you still would choose him, even now, with all that’s at stake.

because the truth is, you always choose him. 

you choose him in every quiet glance, in every tired smile at the end of a long day. you choose him when he makes you laugh, when he frustrates you, when he softens just enough for you to see that vulnerable part of him he hides from the rest of the world.

and even when things get hard, when life feels overwhelming, and you're standing on the edge of that misery, you still want him. you want him beside you, even if love isn’t always enough to fix everything. because, deep down, you know that with him, it’s enough to keep going.

and maybe that’s what matters most. 

not that love can fix everything, but that it's the reason you keep trying.

but it’s different now in the sense that you have more things to consider. zion, the people around you, your careers, and your own desires. how do you do this? how do you love him and give him everything but at the same time; do it for yourself too?

every day for the past 9 months felt like war. like you had to constantly choose one or the other. 

marriage or new york.

why can’t you have both? 

maybe that’s the answer. 

as jungkook finishes putting zion to bed, the quiet creak of the floorboards announcing his presence behind you. without saying a word, he picks up a dish towel and starts drying the clean plates, his shoulder brushing against yours gently.

"so... i was thinking," he starts casually, “maybe we should start planning for these 3 months. you know, like, zion’s schedule, dinners... that kind of stuff.”

you sigh softly, rinsing a glass. "we’ve got time," you mutter, brushing it off without meeting his gaze. "it doesn’t have to happen right now."

jungkook pauses, drying his hands before leaning against the counter. "i just think we should be prepared," he says, his tone still light but with a hint of seriousness creeping in. “i know you still have time left, but i’m not so sure our plans do—”

“what do you mean our plans? jungkook, you’re not taking zion—” you place the glass in the drying rack, feeling the pressure of the upcoming separation tightening in your chest. "we don’t have to plan every single moment, jungkook. why do you always do this? we have time."

“we have 4 days.”

“4 is plenty.”

“is it?” jungkook asks, voice shaking. “is it easy for you, ___? going back and forth, putting the ring on and off… telling me i can’t make plans—”

“that’s not what i meant—”

“what do you mean, then?”  

the room feels charged with tension as jungkook’s gaze hardens. he can see the conflict written all over your face, the way your shoulders tense and your hands move a little faster. "___, i just want us to be ready," he insists, his voice softening. "we need to figure out how to make this work."

you turn to him, frustration bubbling to the surface. 

"no. it's not easy for me, jungkook. it’s scary as hell when you do this,” you snap. “planning the rest of our life together when we’re only just recovering from the one we lost. i’m scared that if we make plans and start over—we might lose again." your word slip out before you can filter them.

“lose what? we don’t have to have another baby until we’re ready. until you’re ready—”

“it’s not that,” you bite your inner cheeks. “well, it’s a part of it… but what if i do it again? what if i lose myself and lose you? what if i fuck up too much the next time around and you don’t come back? everything we’ve built—us… i… fuck, what if you don’t fight for us because i burned everything down—”

“you won’t.”

“jungkook—”

he huffs. “___, you’re not wildfire, you’re hearth. you’re the reason this all feels like home. yeah, you’ve got heat, but it’s the kind that pulls people closer, not pushes them away. you don’t ruin, you ignite. you’re the reason we’re still burning bright. i burn for you."

you tighten your lips. “have you been watching bridgeton?”

“i’m trying here—”

you kiss him. 

he chases your lips as you pull away.

“i trust you. it’s myself i’m still unsure about. it’s getting better but it just freaks me out when you plan ahead… i used to look forward to those moments, you know? now it feels complicated.”

jungkook nods, bringing his hands to your face. he fixes your hair and looks into your eyes. “honey, even if the flames get high, we’ll handle them together. and if it burns, then fine—then we can slow dance in the burning room. you don’t just burn, you keep me warm. you make everything brighter, stronger. don’t think for a second that i’d let you lose yourself to the fire. i need you. you’re my warmth. you’re the light of my life, ___."

you pout, completely in awe of his words. 

jungkook then leans in and just when he’s about to kiss you, he murmurs; “so are you marrying me or what?” 

his words catch her off guard. as you open your mouth to retort, the teasing glint in his eyes makes you pause. for a moment, you’re defensive, but then the corners of her mouth twitch upward against her will.

“don’t be a coward,” jungkook says. “you’re a million things to me. don’t be that.”

“coward?” you scoff, trying to keep your tone light, as you push away from him. “you think i’m a coward?”

“well, you’re avoiding the tough stuff,” jungkook replies, his playful tone breaking through the tension. “... and we both know you’re tougher than that.”

you can feel the weight of his words settling in, the understanding lingering between you two. the walls of anxiety you built up start to crumble, and you let out a small laugh, shaking your head. 

“maybe you’re right.”

he steps closer, nudging her playfully. “see? that wasn’t so hard, was it? admitting that i’m right… wanting to marry me—”

“whatever you say, you cocky son of a bitch—”

jungkook chuckles, kissing you to shut up.

by the 4th day, jungkook begins to lose his mind.

the waiting has been unbearable. a slow kind of torture that gnaws at him from the inside out. every passing second feels like he's being pulled apart, suspended in limbo, unsure whether his future will unfold with you by his side or shatter into something unrecognizable. his thoughts go in circles—one moment, he’s convinced you’ll say yes, and the next, a creeping doubt settles in, making his chest feel tight.

he imagines every scenario, every possible response, and the worst part is that there’s no way to know.

he has packed all his belongings into boxes that line the walls of his studio apartment, the space feeling more hollow than it ever has. his game plan is simple: if you say yes, he’ll leave the boxes at your place, move back home, and everything will fall into place. if you say no… well, he’ll burn everything and cry the entire way to new york.

kidding.

(maybe)

realistically, jungkook will bring his things to his parents’ house, regroup, and try to act like he isn’t completely devastated. but even if you say no, there’s no universe where you and him don’t end up together eventually.

he’s sure of it.

there’s a certainty in his heart, a pull that refuses to let him believe otherwise. if it takes time, then so be it.

he’ll propose again and again when he gets back, until you see what he sees—that you’re meant for each other.

by the 6th day, yoongi comes in to bring his boxes.

jungkook spent the past 2 days at work, going over files and preparing documents for new york. it felt like going through the motions, like he was acting out a version of his life that wasn’t real yet. when he steps back into his studio, the air feels stagnant, the packed boxes looming like reminders of the uncertainty ahead.

he finds yoongi slumped over on the couch, lazily typing away on his laptop, his legs sprawled across the cushions as if he’s already made himself at home.

“have you been like that all day?” jungkook asks, toeing off his shoes by the door.

yoongi doesn’t look up. he lets out a wide yawn. “yeah,” he says, stretching. “your new york assistant better be patient as hell with you. you're a bitch sometimes... anyways, i actually moved a few boxes and put my clothes in the closet. oh, and i went out for some coffee.”

jungkook squints at him, making a face. “what? i literally have a nespresso machine.”

yoongi stands up from the couch, his hands sinking into the deep pockets of his sweatpants. he tilts his head slightly, a look of lazy amusement on his face.

“no, you don’t.”

jungkook frowns, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. he turns to the kitchen counter, where his nespresso machine has always been, only to find it missing. his heart skips a beat, and he takes a step forward, blinking as if maybe he just missed it somehow.

“what? where’d it go—”

“___ came by and took it,” yoongi says casually, as if he’s talking about the weather.

jungkook’s mind races, processing the information. “what? why would she take it?” his voice is laced with confusion, but there’s a flicker of something else—a hope he doesn’t dare entertain too much just yet.

yoongi rolls his eyes, walking over to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water.

“congratulations on your marriage, jungkook,” he says, twisting the cap off. “now get out of my place. go home.”

jungkook blinks again, his heart pounding as the realization sinks in. you took the nespresso machine.

you took the fucking nespresso machine.

that’s your answer. his chest tightens, but this time it’s not from uncertainty. it’s from the flood of emotions crashing over him—the relief, the joy, the love.

his body moves on autopilot as he starts grabbing things, adrenaline coursing through him. yoongi watches from the couch, a smirk tugging at his lips as he lazily sips his water. “you’re welcome,” he mutters under his breath.

jungkook doesn’t hear him.

his mind is already on you.

the wait is over, and he’s finally going home.

jungkook bursts through your door, calling your name, the sound of his voice filled with excitement and urgency.

“___? honey, where are you—”

time seems to stop as the world around you fades away.

as he catches sight of you on the living room floor, laughter bubbling between you and zion, the warm glow of the afternoon sun filters through the curtains, casting a golden hue over the room. the ring on your finger catches the light, sparkling as it draws his gaze.

his breath hitches, and his heart feels as if it’s been thrust into a whirlwind—stopping, skipping a beat, and then racing wildly, unable to contain the rush of emotions flooding through him.

it beats for you.

“hi, honey,” you wave him over, your smile radiant and genuine, illuminating the cozy space. “look! zion can count up to thirty now!”

jungkook rushes to your side, the weight of the day lifting with each step. he forgets that yoongi is still with him, his entire focus on you. kneeling beside you, he takes your hand in his, his fingers brushing over the ring—the very symbol of the love and commitment he has always wanted to share with you.

“you’re marrying me?” he asks, disbelief and joy intertwining in his voice. "it's a yes?"

you look at him lovingly, warmth radiating from your gaze—the kind of look that speaks volumes. it’s the same way you’ve always looked at him, but now, there’s an unmistakable depth to it. the courage, the trust, the love shines brighter than ever, enveloping both of you in a cocoon of intimacy.

"i've loved you forever,” you reply, cupping his cheeks with your hands, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath your fingertips. “i have things to work on and so do you... but we're gonna do it together, right? cos this was difficult. this was way too difficult... and loving you has always been clear... so, yeah. i'm toughening it out. i'm trusting you and i'm not going to burn this to the ground. jungkook, you’re the only one i love in this world. you’re the only one who understands me. i fought so many wars in my mind to be with you—it has to be you.”

as jungkook’s lips curve into a radiant smile, a surge of emotion wells up within him. he leans in, capturing you in a kiss filled with promise and passion, pulling zion into a hug, enveloping you both in the warmth of his love. laughter bubbles up, mingling with happy tears as he holds you two close, the room echoing with the sweet sound of family and joy.

“oh my god,” he cries, the happiness spilling over. “i can’t believe this. okay, i’m going to get my stuff and—”

“yoongi?” you call, and he raises his hand, responding as if it were all part of a well-rehearsed script.

“wanna have a sleepover at uncle yoongi’s place? we should give mommy and daddy some privacy, huh?” he explains, scooping zion up into his arms and tickling him, making the little one giggle uncontrollably.

“can we eat ice cream before bed?” zion asks, eyes sparkling with excitement.

“duh!” yoongi replies with a grin.

“yoongi—”

“my son, my rules,” yoongi hushes you playfully. he puts zion down, urging him to say goodbye to you both, and they exchange sweet kisses before you point to the kitchen counter where zion’s overnight bag sits. yoongi picks it up and holds zion’s hand as they leave.

the moment settles around you and jungkook, and he looks at you with a mix of wonder and concern.

“you said yes,” he states, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

“i did,” you confirm, a hint of hesitation in your voice.

“what’s with this vibe, then?”

you swallow hard, feeling the weight of what you’re about to say. “jungkook... i still want you to go to new york.”

jungkook tilts his head, his expression shifting to confusion.

“are you guys coming with me?”

you shake your head gently. “no.”

“no?”

you reach for him. he lets you hold his hand. bringing it your lips, you kiss them. “jungkook, i don’t want it to be one or the other. let’s do both, okay? go to new york. let’s get married. both. we do both.” 

“but 3 months?”

“we’ll come and visit!” you suggest, fully meaning to do so. truth be told, you already bought your tickets for the first visit. “i decided to take a leave from work for the rest of the year—why are you looking at me like that?"

"that's huge. are you sure that's what you want?"

you nod. "i want you."

"oh god..."

you laugh. "i want to get this right and i want to be okay. i want to figure it all out and i want to do it with you by my side. so, do this for us…. and 3 months isn’t forever. you’ll be back soon and we’ll be visiting every month. it’s too much of a hassle to move… but i truly want you to go and explore your options. i want you to go knowing that i don’t only love you for who you are and for what you’ll ever be—but i love you so much that i believe in you. in the dreams you have and the dreams i have for you. so, go. go, and when you come back, come back home to us—to me.”

the sincerity in your words wraps around him like a warm embrace, and jungkook feels the weight of your love and belief in him, making him all the more determined to chase after his dreams. he nods slowly, understanding the depth of what you’re offering.

in that moment, everything feels right.

"w-we can’t—" your voice breaks, barely a whisper, trembling with hesitation. your heart is pounding, the room feeling warmer by the second.

“why not?” jungkook’s eyes are wide, pleading, filled with a desire that mirrors your own but with an urgency that’s hard to ignore. his breath fans over your lips, just inches apart.

he’s been kissing you for almost 20 minutes, his lips soft but persistent, his tongue teasing yours in ways that make it impossible to think straight. his hands have long since slipped under your shirt, fingers trailing over your bare skin, sending sparks up your spine.

the heat between you two is overwhelming, consuming. his touch is soft but possessive, his fingertips grazing the edge of your bra as he pulls you closer, pressing you flush against him. you feel his heart racing beneath his chest, a rhythm that matches your own.

every inch of you craves him, craves more.

“i want you,” his voice is a low, husky whisper, filled with need. his hands move slowly, deliberately, like he’s memorizing every curve of your body, every reaction. “i want all of you.”

his words send a shiver down your spine, your resolve weakening with every second. he looks at you like you’re everything he’s ever wanted, like he’s been waiting for this moment forever... and you have too.

the tension between you two has been building for so long, the unspoken feelings bubbling under the surface, waiting to explode.

his lips find your neck, pressing soft, heated kisses there, and you arch into him, your breath hitching. your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, your body betraying the protests on your lips. every touch, every kiss, makes it harder to think, harder to hold onto the reasons why you shouldn’t.

you can feel how much he wants you, the way his hands tighten their grip on your waist, the way he presses himself harder against you, his need undeniable. his lips move back to yours, capturing them in a deep, searing kiss that leaves you breathless. and in that moment, it’s like nothing else matters but him, but this.

you’ve never felt anything like this—so intense, so consuming.

“i’m on my period.”

jungkook bites his bottom lip. 

“so?”

“i think i’m gonna be more sensitive and it's gonna be so messy—”

“are you okay with being more sensitive? we don’t have to fuck if you don’t want to.” he insist, putting you first. your eyes flicker to his cock, poking through his jeans. "and mess is just mess. we can clean it up."

“i want to,” you say. “should we just put a towel underneath?” 

he nods, getting up from your bed and out the hall to the linen closet. there, he picks the thicket towel and hurries back to your room. he bends over and places the towel on your spot. you get up to go to the bathroom and freshen up as he prepares. 

when you get back, jungkook is already naked. he grabs you by the waist and pins you down on the bed. 

“let me suck your dick first.”

jungkook gulps. 

“actually, c-can i.. can i fuck your tits first?”

you laugh, puckering up for him. he leans over and kisses you. against the kiss, you answer him; “whatever you want, honey.”

with that, jungkook sets himself on top and places his cock in between your boobs. his cock is bigger than ever. you take it with two hands, pumping him slowly and adding some pressure to it. he throws his head back, hissing at the perfection of your touch.

“f-fuck…”

then, you let go and hold your boobs together. jungkook then begins to pump himself in between. the tip of his cock pokes out every so often, causing him to pant at the sight. you lower your chin, opening your mouth for his cock to enter it. jungkook takes the hint and shoves his dick inside. 

you suck on it.

twirling your tongue around and playing with his tip—jungkook just might combust. you breathe through your nose as he begins to fuck your mouth. he can’t help it and you wouldn’t want it any other way. jungkook fucks your mouth in a desperate and almost brutal way. god, did he need this. 

he loves this. 

jungkook places his hands against the wall to help his stability. as he pulls himself out, you hold his cock with your two hands and continue to give him a handjob. he loses his breath for a second when he looks down and sees you drag your tongue around his hard cock. 

he moans, eyes shut and the feeling of the pit of his stomach twisting. 

“g-gonna cum—fuck, fuck, fuck!” jungkook chants.

you suck his dick more intensely. taking in every inch of him and tiring your inner cheeks out—he finally cums inside your mouth. 

pulls out, you don’t let go. you continue to pump his length and kiss it. 

jungkook feels like he’s going insane. he moves his body and matches to your eye level. he kisses you, tasting a bit of himself. 

“thank you.”

“any time, daddy.”

“oh god—”

you laugh. 

jungkook wipes the cum that spilled outside of your mouth with his thumb and shoves it in your mouth. you suck it clean. 

“do you want me to eat you out?”

“that’s nasty!” you cry, hating the idea. “just put it in.”

jungkook smirks. “no prep?”

“aren’t i wet already?”

he ignores you and fixes your position. he lifts your hips, dragging you closer to him. jungkook then places himself on top of you and his cock in between your legs. he parts your folds, looking down at your bloody entrance.

“ready?”

you nod, lacing your hands together around his neck. he lets out a breathy moan as he sinks himself inside you. 

you wince. 

“f-fuck, should i pull out?”

you shake your head. “n-no.”

“does it hurt?”

“yeah.”

he lowers his head, placing kisses on your neck and collarbone. “sorry, mama.”

“why are you so fucking big?” you hiss, feeling his thickness push inside you even more. your body jolts and he chuckles. 

“that big?”

“mhmm,” you agree, closing your eyes to help regulate the burning feeling in between your legs. “j-just keep going. think it’s better when you—oh, f-fuck. yeah. like t-that, daddy. s-so nghhh, f-fuck. so good.”

“you like that, mama?” jungkook asks, pumping himself inside and out of you deeper and deeper. “fuck, you’re so tight. so fucking tight. can we do this again next month?”

"oh my god!"

you hit his shoulders and he laughs. 

it’s not long before your arms wrap around him. you drag your nails against his skin, digging deep as he fucks you. 

jungkook rests his forehead against yours. there, he watches as you make fuck me eyes at him, and as you wince and gasp between each thrust. your arms move up, holding onto his shoulders. 

then, you feel it. 

the tingle in between your legs and the tightness that follows. jungkook’s cock throbs inside you and you feel it like never before. 

wrapped in his warmth, your heart swells with a love that feels like a tsunami—overwhelming and unstoppable. it’s a powerful wave that crashes over, rising higher with every shared look, every gentle touch. you can feel it building inside me, a rush of emotions that surges forth like water cascading from a great height, and you’re completely swept away.

you’re done for.

the intimacy of this moment is everything. his pants and murmurs of ‘i love you’s echo in your ears, and the way he looks at you with light in his eyes make your heart race like never before. 

it makes you want to cry. 

you’ve known and felt loved by jungkook before. for a long time now actually… but never like this. never has it ever felt this raw and real. 

never has it ever felt this consuming. 

it engulfs you, leaving me breathless yet exhilarated. in this moment, everything else fades away. there are no worries, no doubts—just you and jungkook suspended in time, hearts beating in sync. you can feel the tide of your feelings, crashing and receding, drawing me closer to him with each pulse.

as you gaze into his eyes, you realize that this love isn’t just a fleeting moment in time. 

it’s endless. 

uh oh. 

i’m falling in love. 

you want to surrender to it completely. to be swept away in the depths of our intimacy. with jungkook, there’s a promise of haven in chaos and as the waves of love continue to swell, you know that you’re more than ready to embrace every moment. 

to let this tsunami carry you wherever it may lead.

“fuck, ___… a-are you crying? i’m sorry. i’ll—”

you hold onto him. 

uh oh.

i’m falling in love again.

eyes burning with your tears, heart lighter than ever. 

“i love you, jungkook.”

“i love you too, mama.”

jungkook kisses you, continuing to ask if you’re okay. you assure him you are and that period sex is a lot more emotional than you expected it to be. it’s not freaky—it’s just a fucking moment. he continues to fuck you, digging in deeper and deeper. 

you think to yourself; no one will ever know me the way he does. 

no one will ever love me and want me as wholeheartedly as he does… for that, you’re grateful and fall in love with the closeness everything has brought you two. 

you lose yourself to him.

he carries you through 3 more orgasms before helping you up from bed, starting you and bath, and cleaning you. together, you two sit in the bathtub and hold each other. you two talk about the plans that you have and what to expect during the next 3 months. 

as you lay next to jungkook, his soft breathing fills the quiet room. his body sinks deeper into sleep. you feel the gentle rise and fall of his chest against yours, his arm draped loosely over your waist, pulling you closer. the warmth of his skin against yours, the weight of him in the stillness—it all feels like home.

the world outside could be moving a million miles an hour, but here, with him, time seems to slow down, just for the two of you.

yet, something stirs within you, a reminder of a truth you’ve held onto for years—time doesn’t stop for broken hearts. it never has, it never will. yet, it always seems to move a little slower when love slips through your fingertips—when it’s about him.

something you’ve always known about loving jungkook is that he fears the end. he’s never been good with losing people or things, never able to fully let go. he loves and lives like he’s running out of time, even though he isn’t. but that’s what makes him so different, so captivating—he loves in full force. he loves with his entire heart... and he loves with all his time.

as his breaths even out, you stay awake, thoughts swirling around you. you realize how long it took to get here, how many battles you fought—most of them with yourself.

pride had been a constant companion, keeping you at arm's length from the very love you craved. there were moments where you couldn’t imagine letting yourself be this vulnerable, this open. loving him meant risking the one thing you protected the most—your heart.

but somewhere along the way, you let that pride slip away, piece by piece. maybe it was the way he looked at you, the way he never let go, no matter how many times you tried to push him away. maybe it was realizing that you didn’t have to be so strong all the time, that with him, you didn’t have to carry the weight of everything alone. the moment you put pride aside, everything shifted—time, love, and life all started falling into place.

you’ve both waited for this.

for the space to just be with each other without the weight of past mistakes or the fear of losing what you’d built. now, time feels like it’s on your side. for so long, it seemed like you were always too late or too soon, like everything was just out of reach. but here, in this moment, with his warmth wrapping around you, you know you’ve finally caught up to where you were meant to be.

he stirs a little, tightening his arm around you as he shifts closer. a soft smile tugs at your lips, the kind of smile that only comes when you realize that all the walls you’d built were finally down. you’ve let go of the need to protect yourself from him, because you know now that loving him is worth more than holding onto pride.

the first light of morning spills through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. jungkook wakes slowly, his sleepy eyes finding yours, a lazy grin spreading across his face. in that moment, without either of you needing to say a word, you both know—time isn’t something to fear anymore.

it’s finally yours.

“coffee?” he mumbles, voice still heavy with sleep.

"coffee."

you move together, the rhythm of your morning routine as easy and familiar as breathing. side by side, you make coffee, the smell of it filling the kitchen, your hands brushing as you pass him his cup.

and as you stand there, cups in hand, you feel a quiet sense of peace. the pride that once kept you from this moment is gone, and in its place is something stronger—trust, love, and the certainty that no matter what time brings, you’ll face it together.

whether it's the beginning or the end;

you and jungkook are timeless.

for me | dilf!jk drabbles

⤷ A collection of drabbles accompanied with dilf!jk

⇢ all drabbles contain mature content | 18+ | warnings listed in each drabble

!there is no taglist!

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; jeon jungkook, the man you’re hooking up with on a daily basis and conveniently is your neighbor, happens to bring news with him one day – one you’d never expect unless you see it with your own eyes

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; while adapting to being a new dad, he doesn’t forget what an asshole he can be – and it all starts from one bitter feeling

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you’re one knock away and jungkook uses that opportunity, although there should be a different reason behind his knocks – one that you and him both know he owes you

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you make him rethink a lot of things, one in particular, especially if it means no longer having you in his and his daughter’s future

⇢ read here

long way home 01 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.6k

rating: pg

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, fluff, little bit of angst

warnings: ppl making out, groping, oc lowkey sending jk half nudes LMAO, bebi🥺, oc being a cockblock🙄, typical f2l angst but it's rlly not that deep

summary: the one where you babysit jungkook's baby and somehow let the night end up with being a cockblock for him.

a/n: so it's 4 am for me rn but yay let's start a new jk series and see how this one will go🤪🧍‍♀️

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08| 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 |

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"If she throws a tantrum and won't sleep then lay one of my shirts beside her. That'll keep her settled."

Spraying a few pumps of the familiar perfume Jungkook always uses he walks back to the kitchen.

"Could you warm this up for her? I'm trying to figure out what flavour in baby food she likes but so far she liked none of the ones I bought." He holds said jar of baby food in the air. "If she ends up not liking it - you know where the milk is. Oh and also-"

"Jungkook." You grab his arms when he's back, standing in front of you in the hallway.

"Huh?" Confused at being interrupted while he was giving you the instructions threw him off track. He looks at you with big doe eyes.

"Calm down. I've got this. It's not like this is the first time I'm watching her."

"I know but this is the first time you're watching her in the night, so you have to know her night routine."

"You're right, but you have already told me everything on the phone the other night, remember?" You smile when realisations blooms on Jungkook's face.

"That's....true, yeah, I've already told you everything."

Brushing your fingers through his dark fluffy hair you say, "Tell me, why are you so nervous?" 

"I'm not nervous? I'm totally fine. I'm great, actually."

You roll your eyes. "You gotta stop trying to lie, Koo. We know each other since high-school, I know when you're lying." Arching your eyebrow you continue, "What are you so nervous for?"

"I'm not-" Seeing your expression, he surrenders. "It's just...It's been a while, you know?"

You nod, compassion flickering in your eyes. Seeing that this is his first time having a date after five months of taking care of his little girl you can imagine how anxious he feels.

"I know it can be scary, but honestly? Don't worry, women swoon over you just by you walking past them, get heart shaped eyes, and I could swear they picture themselves with you in their future." Hm. Sounds like teenager you, if you're gonna be completely honest.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, taking your hands in his, squeezing them for reassurance.

"Send me updates as always, please?"

"Sure." You tiptoe to peck his cheek. "Have fun tonight."

"I'll try to be not too late, okay?"

"It's fine, I have Nabi and the book you bought me for this whole evening."

"You haven't read it yet?"

"I told you I like Urban Fantasy and not High Fantsay."

"I bet there isn't a huge difference in the genres," he defends.

"There is, but I have no time to educate you on this topic because else you will be late to your date," you explain, pushing his body towards the door - he obviously wouldn't budge an inch by your strength and only hurries to the door because he didn't realise how late it is already - and shoo him out of the house. "Nabi and I will have the best night of our life's, have fun at your date, daddy!"

"The diapers, y/n! Don't forget to use the new brand! Nabi doesn't like the old ones anymore!" he calls as he walks down the stairs.

Something that feels close upon regret and sadness squeezes your heart when you watch him get into his car through the window.

~

You're thirty minutes into the first episode of a new kdrama that you have started when Nabi's wailing echoes through the entirety of Jungkook's apartment.

"Hii little one," you coo. "Yeah I know, I know. You're so hungry, aren't you?" You take Nabi from her crib, holding her against your chest. Her cries calm a bit. Nabi is used to you. Which only makes sense, because you've been there for her since she was born.

"Let's see..." you mutter, scrutinising the jar of baby food when you arrive in the kitchen. "Potato flavour? Nabi you have to like this. Everyone likes potatoes." Nabi utters a giggle every time you say potato, so the next five minutes you spend holding her in your lap and saying potato in that silly little baby voice that you sometimes use to talk to her.

When she looks into your eyes with her own doe ones, the one that are literally a replica of Jungkook's, you heart warms. She is the cutest little butterfly you've ever seen and you're so glad that Jungkook trusts you enough to let you spend time with her.

You still remember when Jungkook ignored you for two weeks and you thought he is doing it again. But then, one night, you got a call at an ungodly hour. You didn't check on who called you, just answered the phone. It was his drained voice that spoke the words I need you to you and you didn't question it once. Because those were the exact words that you once said to him and you remember how forlorn you've felt. You drove to his place in your ridiculous pj's to be met with a tiny little baby in Jungkook's big arms.

And now it's five months later and you cannot imagine a life without Nabi. It's like she has always been here.

You prepare her baby food while sitting her down on her highchair. She whines a little when you let her go, but you quickly soothe her and distract her with a pacifier.

She takes the first bite cautiously and you watch her with expectant eyes, hoping that she'll like the taste.

"It's so delicious, isn't it?" you coax. After eating her first bite she smiles up at you and you feel the proudest you've felt today. You smile too and scoop up more of the baby food. She leans closer, opening up her tiny mouth.

As you feed her some more you start recording a video of her eating the baby food and send it to Jungkook. 

you

i think the problem was you koo

see how she loves it?

baby daddy

🙄

what flavour is it?

need to buy more of that

you

potato

baby daddy

ure kidding

that was the first thing i fed her

she hated it

you

well

just like i assumed

the problem was who fed her

baby daddy

you're coming over every day now

you

i am already tho

baby daddy

true

but i need you to babysit her for more nights

i think i'll be out for some more dates

you

is she nice?

baby daddy

more like

perfect

you

that's good

im glad

isn't she wondering why you're on your phone

baby daddy

i already told her that im checking up on my baby

you

dropped the b-bomb already ?

baby daddy

i need to

package deal, remember?

they say no to nabi and i say no to them

hey

why do you have sm time texting me

aren't you supposed to watch nabi

You take a picture from your perspective, Nabi on your lap, fidgeting and playing with some strands of your hair. There's some food smeared around her mouth. That picture gives him a good look into your cleavage you realise as you press send, but that's nothing compared to the images he got to see on account of years of friendship and Jungkook always being the one you called when you got too wasted.

you

she's having a fun time without her daddy

baby daddy

:(

give her a kiss for me

i miss her

you

🙄

it's been like an hour or so

relax

and now put your phone away you don't wanna be rude and be on your phone for too long

baby daddy

right

okay

An hour later you manage to put Nabi to sleep. Sometimes she opened her eyes and tiredly watched you through her long lashes and you had to stop yourself from cooing at her. Eventually she fell asleep after resisting the tiredness that overcame her when you swayed her in your arms. It hasn't happened often yet but every time Nabi falls asleep in your arms it feels like the best gift in the entire world. Jungkook probably feels the double amount of emotions when she falls asleep in his embrace since he is her dad but you also took part of raising her and always have that particular feeling blooming in your chest when she shows her comfort in your presence.

You sit down on Jungkook's couch with the book he bought for you a while ago. There wasn't a specific reason why he got it for you. From time to time Jungkook likes surprising you with little gifts.

One morning he randomly showed up with a bouquet of flowers at the coffee shop you work at and you felt all the eyes of the grannie's and grandpa's on you, a warm knowing smile on their faces. You were flustered because flowers seemed to be a more intimate gift than any other thing but you tried to play it off and accepted the pretty flowers.

You don't know how much time has passed but you're already halfway through the book when you hear your phone ringing.

"Yeah?" you ask, confused as to why Jungkook is calling you.

"Hey so uh, I'll be home in about ten minutes. And I thought I'd call you to say you can already head home since it's late. Just lock the door with the keys when you head out."

You're even more confused. "It's fine, Jungkook. I can wait ten minutes."

"No, you're probably tired. And don't you have an early shift in the café tomorrow?"

Well, if he thinks 11 am is early then that's up to him.

"Are you sure?" you ask. Jungkook's overprotective attitude is nowhere to be found right now and that fact alone is pretty concerning.

"Yeah, I'll be home in a few. There's nothing to be worried about."

"Uh, well, if you say so. Then....see you tomorrow I guess?"

"Good night!"

After the call you don't move. Continue sitting on Jungkook's couch and stare at the wall. You pretty much decided from Jungkook's first offer to go home that you won't do what he says. Maybe you're the overprotective one now but you won't leave Nabi alone at home.

You grab your purse and gather your stuff. Bringing the leftovers of cookies - the one from the grocery store that Jungkook absolutely hates (he claims that the ones at your coffee shop are the best in the world) but despite his disgust he still buys them for you every time he goes out for groceries - back in the kitchen.

You shortly stop by at Nabi's nursery room. She's peacefully sleeping and not screaming at the top of her lungs at every hour like she used to in the beginning. Jungkook almost went insane when Nabi wouldn't stop screaming but you were there and if there's one thing in the world that you're the absolute best at then it's keeping Jungkook calm when he's close to exploding.

While watching Nabi so many memories of the past months flood your mind and you can't help but smile. It was hard and exhausting raising a newborn but with Jungkook even the impossible seemed possible.

You resist the urge to give her a good night kiss on her chubby cheeks. You slowly close the door so the hallway light won't disturb her but then you hear the front door opening and stop midst your movement.

You can already picture Jungkook's face when he sees you here and maybe he will be mad for a moment because you didn't listen to him - yeah, you can admit that this happened a lot of times already but sometimes Jungkook can be really unreasonable so it's not your fault.

You walk down the hallway, already accepting your fate when you hear something. Not something but someone. Someone is moaning.

And you're so bewildered that you keep walking because what the hell is he doing? But when you round the corner and see what the hell he is doing you wish you would have listened to him.

He's pressing a girl against the wall and moving his lips over hers in a frantic manner and his hands are, well... they're wandering pretty much everywhere on the woman's body in the span of the five seconds that you're standing there.

You know you have to do something to make both of them aware of your presence. But your state of panic doesn't allow your mind to think straight so you just utter "Jungkook?" in an abashed tone and want to dissolve into nothingness right after you say it.

Both of them instantly get off of each other like lightning struck them.

"Y/n?" Jungkook asks in confusion, his breathing fast and heavy.

"Hi."

"I told you to go," he reminds you, kinda sounding annoyed.

You want to narrow you eyes at that. He didn't tell you to go. He offered you to go home.

"Got distracted. I'm leaving now. Good night you two," you say and feel so awkward while grabbing your things and walking past them to finally head home.

~

The next day you still feel the burning feeling of embarrassment haunting you. It only gets worse when Jungkook visits the coffee shop during your shift with Nabi strapped to his chest.

"A caramel frappucino and two double chocolate cookies please," you hear him ordering at the register. It's the same order. Every day.

As you start preparing his order he walks to stand in front of you, waiting.

"Morning," he greets you and you reply with a short smile. He has his palm rested at the back of Nabi's head.

"Sorry about yesterday," you mumble. At the sound of your voice Nabi cranes her neck and tries to get you into her view. She whines a little when she can't and Jungkook stands sideways to give Nabi what she wants. Nabi smiles when she sees you and you give her a small nose scrunch before setting your attention back to Jungkook.

"Why did you stay?"

"I mean, how was I suppose to know you were about to hook up with you date?" you defend yourself. "Could've warned me at least." You huff.

"I tried to," he reasons but you roll your eyes.

"Next time you try to get me out of your apartment just tell me you're gonna have sex, okay?"

Jungkook gasps a little, putting his hands on Nabi's ears. "Watch your words."

You set his frappucino along with the cookies on the tray.

"Bet Nabi even heard worse things last night."

"My snores aren't that bad."

You sigh. "I'm not talking about that, dummy."

"Well, after you left we just watched a movie and then she called a cab. Nothing happened."

You grimace. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry." He hands one of the cookies to you with a sincere smile. You take it and take a bite. He does it every morning. Offering you one of the cookies that he ordered. And you always gladly take one because they're even more delicious than the grocery store ones.

It wasn't your intention to ruin the ending of Jungkook's date night yesterday but you can't help feeling relief warming your heart. This was Jungkook's first date since his relationship with Nabi's mother came to and end and you don't want him to end up crushed and heartbroken again.

That feeling of relief is obviously just there out of concern for him and not because that small teenage crush, that sometimes makes your heart skip a beat when he looks at your eyes for a second too long, is thundering in your chest with hope.

Nope, definitely not because of that.

~

tagging: @blckjeon

date for me | jjk

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you make him rethink a lot of things, one in particular, especially if it means no longer having you in his and his daughter’s future

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dilf!jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, fluff, smut, neighbors au, enemies to lovers (?)

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language, mentions of sex, making out

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5k+

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“Fuck, JK. Do you always keep toys on the couch?” Taehyung curses, pulling the baby rattle under his ass with an unpleasant scowl – the toy no longer digging into his asscheek. “Isn’t she too little for these toys anyway?”

“Sorry, they are kinda just everywhere.” Jungkook apologizes, the two men staring at him rather surprised that he had no snarky remark in return – the old Jungkook would’ve told him to fuck off.

Maybe the present Jungkook would’ve too because after all, he’s not so different. He’s just a dad now. But most importantly, he feels odd to have his friends to come over. After freshly becoming a father, he kind of avoided having them over. Not that they tried to have their way in. Even though his friends probably don’t understand what Jungkook had to go through, what he still has to go through, they’ve always been supportive and never tried to invade Jungkook’s new territory.

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dilf jk: series masterlist

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / dilf jk x grocery store clerk oc

>>genre: strangers to lovers, friends with benefits, smut, fluff

>>status: on going

** snacks are drabbles that can be read as stand alones. they are not relevant to the plot. they are not written chronologically, but i order them as such as i go **

most recent work will be labeled: !! NEW !!

you find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you

‎❥⁞ part one: the art of wanting - 10.3k words, (m)

‎you find a baby in your store and in turn, a dilf finds you.

❥⁞ snack: the art of caring  - 4.7k words, (m)

‎jk picks you up after a fight with your roommates… he and nari are better company anyway!!

‎❥⁞ snack: gardening/pool day drabble - 1.2k words, (pg)

nari plays in the dirt while jk gardens and you make a bet

‎❥⁞ part two: the art of playing - 6.3k words, (m)

costumes are a must for jk’s work party… they come with the cutest heart-shaped cuffs… now what could they be used for?

❥⁞ part three: the art of craving - 6.9k words, (m)

‎jk takes you to a bbq at his friend’s house. the tri-tip is good but the creampie is even better.

❥⁞ snack: the art of waiting - 3.9k words, (m)‎ ‎ 

jk comes back from his business trip and he’s wearing new pjs… you must get his face between your legs.‎

❥⁞ part four: the art of doubting - 17k words, (m)‎ ‎ ‎

seeds of doubt are planted and unfortunately they grow faster than love. things with jk fall apart. 

❥⁞ part five: the art of yearning: pt 1 - 15.7k words, (m) 

jungkook wants you as much as he misses you. 

❥⁞ part six: the art of trying - 29.3k words, (m)  !! NEW !!

you’re trying to forget about jungkook, but he’s trying to make sure you remember why you shouldn’t. 

Me and angst??? Uhmm no!!!!

but angst with a sad ending?? Definitely no!!!

But still do I like to torture myself??? Hell yess!!!

Well everything was so hot in this fic from the start but the last ending really got me and even though I really want a part 2 for this like other readers I also feel like some endings are meant to be sad or not in every ending mc's are supposed to be together, I guess no matter how much it hurts. But Also!!! I feel like in my parallel world imagination, they have a happy ending with OC being a mom for Jungkook's daughter lol not me talking about how sad ending is good too for some fics and then being a bipolar bitch!!! Lmao let's leave it like this! Thankyou author I really enjoyed reading it and I think it's an oneshot so, ending is definitely supposed to be like this!!! :)

could've been us; m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 5.7k

genre: singledad!jungkook, smut, exes!au

warnings: dom!jungkook, sub!reader, making out, marking, groping, oral (m/f receiving), swearing, fingering, dirty talk, mentions of daddy kink, name calling (slut/bitch), thigh slapping, deep throating, thigh riding, manhandling, protected sex, spanking, boob slaps, choking, brief anal play, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, cum swallowing, tiny bit of cum on face

summary: two years after breaking up with jungkook you meet again. and things get very naughty... you're sure he changed a lot in these years, but you didn't expect THAT twist when thinking about his new gained maturity.

a/n: another filthy jk fic because jungkook has been bias wrecking me for a few weeks now😔✊ didn't proof read this!

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When you and Jungkook shared eye contact in the disco - that your lovely friends dragged you in - you both immediately knew what was bound to happen.

You didn't share that oh no my ex is here type of stare, it was more like the oh yes my ex that knows how to make me cum is here type of stare.

To say it simple; you were thirsty. And to have met Jungkook was the best thing that could've happen because oh god, that man knows how to still your thirst.

It's no wonder that you find yourself pressed against the wall by Jungkook's defined body, messily making out with him and his hand wandering all over you and squeezing every bit of bare skin he comes across - which was a lot since you decided to wear a tiny flimsy dress that exposed almost all of your body and was the perfect fit for accentuating your curves.

Jungkook's lips move sloppily over yours, his tongue greedily darting out and tangling his wet muscles with yours. A whine escapes your mouth when he palms your ass with both of his hands in a harsh manner.

His bulge was pressing against your lower stomach and your pussy ached for feeling his hard cock inside you after so much time again. His soft lips pressed against yours is already enough to let your bones thaw and get putty by the sole touch of him. It was almost crazy how much of an impact Jungkook has on your body - even after two years - because he always knew what you needed and was eager to please you.

You withdraw from the kiss, you're both catching your breath from the intense make out. But Jungkook can't stay away from you, he needs to feel you on his lips, so he instantly latches his mouth onto your soft skin on your collarbone and starts sucking. Your ruffle his hair with your fingers, his dark locks feeling so familiar on your hands.

,,You still like it dirty?" he asks after being satisfied with the red mark he left on your skin. ,,Hm? You still like to get treated like the dirty little slut you are?"

,,Fuck, yes, Jungkook," you keen and start grinding your lower half on his groin, but the luscious feeling comes to an stop when Jungkook kneels down and parts your legs.

,,Shit, did you really-" he trails of when he takes your glistening folds into sight. ,,What a fucking bitch you are. Not wearing any panties?" - he spreads your folds with his fingers - ,,You're that desperate, huh? So desperate to get cock."

,,Please," you beg when he doesn't make a move to properly touch you yet. He comes closer, taking a long whiff of your sweet scent.

,,Walking around with no panties anymore after breaking up, I see," he comments and takes one leg up to his shoulder.

An amused simper rays over your lips as the forsaken memories, that always abided in the back of your mind, rekindle.

One of Jungkook's habits that you'd never forget is his devotion for the smell of your sweet pussy. He was crazy about it. So every time you went out with friends he always insisted on that you have to wear some panties, not because he was feeling possessive or anything, but because he knew that when you both would be home again he'd fuck you real good and curling the small fabric in his fist to occasionally smell it.

Maybe you even caught him jerking off in his bedroom while sniffing on the panties you wore the day before. That didn't abominate you though - your unexpected arrival only led to a hot and long round of Jungkook reorganising your inner organs.

,,It's unnecessary," you answer and place your hand on the back of his hand to coax him into doing something.

,,Always so eager to get laid, y/n," he mumbles and presses kisses over your inner thighs.

,,You should know that I'm always needy, Jungkook."

,,Yeah, I fucking do," he says scornfully and a second later he's gliding his warm tongue all over your folds, his fingers spreading them open to get better access to your swollen clit. He swirls his tongue around your little bundle of nerves, causing you to buck your hips forward.

You grip his hair tightly, pushing his head even closer to your cunt and relish in the way his skilful mouth reminds you of how Jungkook knows what he has to do to make you feel good. You almost forgot that you could fee like this - all the other men that you've been with never reached Jungkook's range. It was even crude to compare a few of these men with Jungkook - sad for you who has to deal with men that lack in sex but good for Jungkook's ego, though you don't plan on telling him that.

Jungkook starts slurping your juices, swallowing hungrily. He messily makes out with your pussy and you close your eyes when the pleasure hits your senses, but soon enough you open them again, not able to withstand the beautiful view of Jungkook eating you out on his knees. His eyes are locked on your face, every little change of delight on your face spurs him on and makes him growl against your core. The vibration sends shivers down your spine and nudges you closer to fall of the cliff. You whimper and moan above him, eyebrows furrowed in utter glee.

,,J-Jungkook," you breath and sink your teeth into your bottom lip.

,,Are you gonna cum for me?" Jungkook mumbles against your wet folds. When you don't answer he slaps your thigh that's hooked over his shoulder. ,,Huh? Fucking answer when I ask you something," he urges.

You were too caught up in enjoying his sinful mouth on your core, but you reply once he asks again. ,,Y-yeah, gonna cum for you." Jungkook hums in agreement and wraps his pretty lips around your clit. ,,Put your fingers inside me," you pant and your fingers run through his hair uncoordinated.

When he plunges two fingers inside you, you bite your lip so hard that you feel the metallic taste on your tongue. It just feels so good. Jungkook instantly crooks them, finding your sweet spot in a matter of one second. Your legs start to shake, announcing your incoming high.

,,Fuckkk," you moan and the added pleasure of his long fingers rapidly going in and out are the final push and your entire being gets wrenched in your intense high. You throw your head back, luckily not hurting yourself on the wall. One had is occupied with palming your own breast and the other with tugging at Jungkook's strands, which makes him moan.

His fingers slow down, riding out your high as his mouth swallows every bit of cum that he coaxed out of you. Jungkook caresses your thigh and slowly puts your leg back when he feels you getting limp.

,,Still taste so sweet," he whispers and sucks on your bud.

You whine and push his head away. ,,S- sensitive."

Jungkook grins and withdraws his fingers from you, putting them into his mouth and cleaning them before he stands up to his full size. He captures your lips into a kiss and though you're still breathing heavily you can't seem to stop moving your mouth against his and tasting your own juices. While you're occupied with kissing, he pulls the thin straps of your dress down and the black fabric pools around your feet and you quickly kick it away. His hands squeeze your perky tits, rubbing your nipples with his thumb.

,,Now be a good girl and suck my cock, yeah?"

You hum and place on last smooch on his sharp jawline before getting on your knees. Jungkook unbuckles his belt, discarding his tight fitting blue jeans and throwing them behind him. These thighs. Oh God.

,,Can I ride them later?" you ask gallantly, eyes mesmerised by his thick muscly thighs and hands rubbing his skin, even though most of it is still covered by his briefs.

Jungkook chuckles. ,,We can do everything you want, babe." Maybe the pet name causes your heart to skip a beat, but only maybe. He tugs his briefs down, tossing them back to his pants.

You didn't know that you missed the sight of his hard cock until it was dangling in front of your face, pre-cum shining on his tip and just waiting for your mouth to suck him real good.

He grabs his dick by its base and glides his tip over your mouth, smearing his arousal on your plush lips.

,,Open," he instructs.

You part your lips and he allows you to have control over how much your gonna take in. When your warm mouth closes around his tip he breaths loud. You swirl your tongue over his mushroom head, tasting his salty pre-cum. The feeling of his veiny cock feels so good in your mouth, coaxing you to get more eager with wanting to please him. You start bobbing your head, using your hand for the part you can't reach.

,,Oh fuck," Jungkook curses and traces his fingers through your hair, pushing it back to prevent it from falling into your face. He starts bucking his hips into your mouth sometimes, needing your warmth to enclose around him completely.

After warming up a bit, you take more of his length in, slowly trying to get everything inside. You try to suppress your gag reflex when you almost reach the end of his huge cock. Jungkook puts pressure on the back of your head, making you take the bit that is left too.

,,Just like that." Jungkook closes his eyes and you swear you've never seen him that hot before. His brown strands hanging over his eyes and face scrunched in felicity. His defined brows creating a little pucker between them.

It doesn't take long till you have to take your mouth off, panting laboriously. A string of your saliva connects your lips with his tip. While you catch your breath your hand jerks him off in fast movements.

,,Gonna fuck your mouth now, okay?" You nod, opening your mouth and allowing him to use you as he wants. He curses under his breath when your submissiveness turns him more on, but he's still quick to guide his cock between your lips, bucking his hips forward and letting you take everything of him in an instant. You gag around him, eyes immediately starting to get teary when he continues his fast pace. Jungkook holds your head while he is mercilessly shoving his cock inside your throat, moaning when the feeling of your warm hotness wraps around gets intense.

Soon he lets go of you, slipping his dick out and permitting you to catch your breath. Your chin is tainted with your saliva, your throat feeling itchy due to his size. Jungkook grabs his cock and starts smearing his tip over your cheeks, smearing pre-cum and your spite over your face. When you're ready to take him again you part your lips and stretch your tongue out. Jungkook teasingly pushes only the tip in before retracting again.

,,Mhm, you're my dirty girl, aren't you?" Jungkook asks, voice sounding strained, and doesn't stop his teasing on your tongue. You look up at him, humming in agreement. Jungkook removes his black shirt and finally he's now fully naked too.

You are too entranced by his beautiful abs that you're not prepared for the sudden snap of his hips into your mouth, nails digging into his thighs when Jungkook's thrusts only get faster. You stay still, letting him use your mouth just like he wants to. Tears start falling down your cheeks and more saliva drops down to your chin, some of it falling down to your chest. But then Jungkook presses your head forwards, holding you snugged up against his groin. He looks down at your, his other hand caressing your cheek and swiping your tears away.

,,You look so pretty with my cock stuffed inside your mouth," he coos and cascades his fingers through your hair. When Jungkook feels your wicked tongue swirling around him he hisses and pulls your head away. You cough and swipe your arm on your chin to get the mixed fluids away.

Jungkook pulls your up to stand again. Once you're on your feet again - you try to ignore your hurting knees - he presses his lips against yours. His hands fondle with your boobs, kneading and squishing them together. Then you feel one arm around the back of your knees and one swift motion later your being carried by Jungkook's strong arms. You wrap your hands around his neck for leverage and lean your head back onto his shoulder, intently eyeing his new apartment as he walks to his bedroom.

,,Do you still have a daddy kink?" you ask and look up at him.

,,No." Jungkook doesn't spare a glance at you, only focusing on opening his bedroom door, but you notice how his face hardened at your questions.

,,What, you grew out of it?" you snicker. When he doesn't answer you continue. ,,You really mean it? I remember how you bruised my ass that one time because I called you Jungkook instead-"

,,Who allowed you to talk? Or do you want me to shove my cock down your throat again?" he says while throwing me onto his bed. You want to dig some more, but his harsh tone and your sore throat make you stop. He settles himself against the cushioned headboard. ,,Wanna ride my thigh now?" Jungkook arches his brows, voice still laced with ruthlessness.

It should be humiliating how fast you sat down onto him, legs firmly straddling his muscular thigh. You start grinding on his smooth skin, Jungkook immediately flexing his muscles to give you more pleasure. Your arms are draped around his neck, head hanging low as the familiar rubbing of your clit against his body stimulates all your senses. ,,Feels so good," you mumble, already breathing hard.

,,Little slut likes to get herself off on me, huh?" You nod frantically, gripping his shoulders when you feel the familiar feeling building up again. ,,Faster, y/n. Ride me faster," Jungkook demands. He's not holding your hips to help you in any way, but only watching how you use his body to receive pleasure through him. One hand gives the small of your back a little push so he's able to enclose his lips around your hardened bud. His rough hand crashes against your ass cheek, the sound reverberating around the room. ,,Do it faster or I'll make you stop completely. Did you unlearn everything? What happened to you, hm?" Jungkook's condescending words spur you on, hips picking up on speed and rubbing your slick pussy faster on his thigh.

Jungkook busies himself with your boobs against while his hands toy with your ass and spanks it occasionally. When he retracts his pretty lips from your chest your cup his cheeks with both hands, eyebrows furrowed as you feel yourself coming closer and closer. The eye contact you share is so intimate, you couldn't compare anything to this ardent infatuation that you share with Jungkook.

,,Feels so good," you moan Jungkook can't resist to tenderly kiss you. You whine into the kiss when he spanks both your ass cheeks and rest your forehead against his shoulder. Your grinding gets more ferocious when you feel the breeze of the familiar sensations that your orgasm always brings and concentrate on keeping up your rhythm to finally reach it.

You whine his name, hands holding onto his shoulders with dear life and eyes shutting close. Just one, two, three more rubs and you're gonna-

Suddenly Jungkook shoves you away, pressing your back against the bed. Your moans get stuck in your throat when the feeling of his thigh is taken away from you and you only stare at him in utter disbelief. Why would he do that?

,,No more cumming unless its around my cock," he explains and grabs a condom from his nightstand and

,,Fuck you, Jungkook," you say defiantly.

,,What was that?" He asks you, daring you to repeat your words.

,,What, you changed your mind? Want me to call you daddy again?" Your bratty answers only angers him, making him clench his jaw.

,,Get on your hands and knees."

You ponder about whether you should comply or not, but quickly decide that obeying him would be the better option because the fiery look that he has in his eyes won't endure your behaviour any longer. So you turn around and steady yourself on your hands, arching your back for him. You wait till you feel him positioning himself behind you and twist your head, watching him pumping his hard member before wrapping the condom around it.

Jungkook rams his cock inside you, not even bothering to start slowly and prepare your tight hole for his big member, though your wetness makes it easy for him to slip right in. His whole length suddenly buried deep inside you causes you to moan out loudly. ,,You're such a fucking brat sometimes," he grunts, hands holding your cheeks open. ,,Never being satisfied with anything I give you - always needing more like the greedy slut you are." Maybe there's a deeper meaning to his words, but you don't care about that, you're only focusing on what you're doing now and wouldn't think about your past.

Jungkook's thrusts are slow, but hitting you so deep and finding all the right spots without having to search for them.

,,You missed this cock, didn't you?" he asks. ,,Didn't even hesitate when I asked if you wanna come home with me." He punctuates it with a sharp snap of his hips, stopping his motions as your pussy is still wrapped around his entire member. ,,Answer me," Jungkook demands and spanks your ass.

You couldn't deny it. Of course you missed his dick and moreover having someone in bed who actually knows what he's supposed to do. ,,I missed this," you answer truthfully. ,,Missed your cock, missed you."

,,Good girl," he praises you and starts moving again. He hisses when he feels your tight walls clenching around him. ,,You're so fucking tight." - Jungkook closes his eyes for a second, enjoying your little pussy sucking him in every time he slips back in - ,,When was the last time someone fucked you properly?"

,,It's been a while," you utter and whine when he picks up on his speed. It's true though, your not only saying this to stroke his ego. The last time you fucked someone was probably last week - but properly? Maybe Jungkook was the last one who accomplished that.

Your moans, hard pants, his balls slapping against your skin and the headboard slightly banging against the wall - you hope his new apartment had thick walls unlike his old one when you were a couple...let's just say the neighbours started scowling at Jungkook and you after you established the stage of being intimate in bed with each other - echoes through his bedroom.

,,Oh!" You jerk forward when you feel Jungkook's thumb circling over your puckered hole. He gathers saliva and aims for your rimmed hole, spitting onto it and using it as lubrication to plunge his thumb in. ,,Fuck, fuck, Jungkook!" The feeling of his thumb moving inside you coaxed loud moans out of you. You feel so full.

You start rubbing your clit, adding more pleasure to the already intensive sensations that Jungkook drenches your body in. Your other hand grips onto the sheets, knuckles turning white at your tight hold. His lurches are fast now, his hips colliding against yours viciously

,,Can I cum? I wanna cum so badly," you whimper. Your arms can't keep you up anymore and you rest your head against the soft duvet.

,,Mhm, I don't know anymore. You were really bratty..."

,,Jungkook's please! I need- need to cum!"

You're undoubtedly sure that he's smirking behind you, loving how you're sounding so desperate and needy and that only for him.

,,Beg a little more and we'll see," he answers.

While his one hand is still on your ass, thumb still inside you, his other hand reaches for your hair, coiling it around his hand and tugging at it to steady yourself on your hands and arch your back again.

,,Please, you make me feel so good. So fucking good, Jungkook. I wanna cum so bad. I need it," you plead.

Jungkook grunts, pace getting more rapid if that's even possible. ,,My slut wants to cum?"

,,Yes! So bad!"

,,Tell me your mine, tell me you're my slut," he orders.

,,I'm your slut! Only yours!"

,,Fuck, that's right. Then cum, baby. Cum like the dirty little slut you are."

You don't need more - you're cumming the second he allows you to cum. Your body shakes, eyes tightly close, walls clenching around his thick cock. Your high washes over your body in such an excruciating way, that your moans get stuck in your throat and you're only able to let out little whimpers. The intensity of it was probably causes because of your climax that Jungkook didn't allow you to have earlier, but now you're not mad at him for shoving you away anymore, but rather thankful for the powerful orgasm he snapped out of you. Both your hands are gripping the sheets now and when Jungkook's lets go of your hair you fall forward, nuzzling your face into soft duvet.

,,Shit, that was hot," he comments and retracts his thumb from your hole. ,,Lay on your side."

You're panting like crazy, but still do as he wishes and slowly shift onto your side. You're limbs feel boneless and moving seems like a lot of work.

,,Hmm, already tired?" he asks when he remarks your droopy eyes and cups your cheeks with one hand. ,,I guess your sex life hasn't been that amazing without me?" he mocks you and grins mischievously.

You roll your eyes and playfully jab his side. ,,Shut up."

His grin only widens more when he starts moving inside you again and you moan lightly, closing your eyes and just enjoying the feeling. Jungkook starts slapping your tit a few times before kneading it and solely focuses on your face as he fastens his tempo. He loves the little whimpers and moans that leave your mouth, adores the way you bite your lip when the pleasure gets blistering, cherishes your eyebrows furrowing every time he grazes against your sweet spot. But what he worships the most is the sole fact that you didn't change a bit. It feels like you're continuing from where you left two years ago - before the break up of course - everything is still the same. You're still the same person he started to love all those years ago.

A particular ringing moan from you snaps Jungkook back to reality. And when he takes your fucked out face into sight, he can't stop himself. He's so into it, so into you. He lifts your leg up and his other hand sneaks down to your dripping core and starts drawing circles on your clit. When you feel his finger on your throbbing bud you open your eyes again.

,,J-Jungkook, I already came twice. It's okay, just focus on yourself now," you keen. Your clit is so swollen and so sensitive after your two climaxes.

,,No, you're gonna cum a third time," he says determined and Jungkook sets something into his mind, then he's gonna get it no matter what. His determination unfolds in his thrusts, movements going more rapid and harder than before. When he feels your walls clenching around his member he knows he got you. ,,You're gonna cum for me, aren't you?" the devilish smile and the short swipe of his tongue on his bottom lip only causes the tight feeling inside you to grow more.

Jungkook leans down, planting wet kisses over your chest and sucking on your skin to leave more marks. Your fingers run through his hair, the dampening strands forming into curls.

,,I wanna cum on inside your mouth. Want you to swallow it like the little slut you are," he utters. He decided that he wanted to cum on your tongue the moment he saw your beautiful face scrumpled up in delight.

,,Oh fuck." Jungkook's naughty words spur you on, leaving you so fucking desperate. ,,Make me cum. Make me cum, Jungkook."

He pulls his body back again, his tempo never decreasing once. Jungkook watches your breasts jiggle with every snap of his hips and has to push the urge away to yield into his need and cum right then and there.

,,Shit, your pussy feels so good. So fucking tight," he curses.

His fingers pinch your clit, making your body jolt in surprise and then you come undone for a third time that night. Jungkook draws his fingers back from your clit, your shaking legs telling him that you aren't able to take more of that.

,,Good girl," he mumbles and tries to soothe you with soft kisses on your jaw, contrary to the snap of his hips that didn't falter in their pace.

,,Want me to swallow you?" you ask after calming your heavy breathing and look into his eyes.

,,Fuck yes," he groans, continuing his swift motions till he feels like he's about to explode. ,,Come here," he instructs and stands up, throwing the condom somewhere behind him and pumping his throbbing cock. You get up quickly, though your whole body feels drained and so tired and kneel in front of him.

You dart out your tongue, looking up at him with big eyes and patiently wait for his hot load of cum. Jungkook moans at the sight of your obedience. He aims his tip right onto your face, trying to find the right position to shoot his load onto your pretty tongue. Jungkook slows his hand movements down when he feels that he's about to cum.

The first few spurts land on your cheek, but Jungkook is quick to alter the direction and soon you feel his hot release on your tongue, waiting for him to milk everything out before you close your lips and swallow his release without a thought.

Jungkook moans above you, his hand still moving in leisure strokes. You dart your tongue out again to show him your now empty mouth and he curses at that sight.

When Jungkook calms down you get up from the floor and sit down on the edge of his bed. ,,Can I stay for for night?" you ask.

,,Yeah, of course," he immediately answers, grabbing a few tissues from the baby wipes that are placed on his nightstand.

,,You're sex life can't be that exciting either if you literally have baby wipes next to your bed," you humour while Jungkook sits down beside and turns your head to him. He doesn't say anything, but you notice how he slightly stiffened at your comment. Jungkook carefully wipes the remnants of his cum away on your cheek.

,,I'm gonna give you some clothes to sleep with, okay?" You nod, watching him scooping up the used condom to throw it away with  the dirty tissues. Somehow this whole scenery feels so familiar and domestic and you don't even care that its maybe not supposed to feel that way. But as long as the giddy feeling inside you lingers in you, you won't complain about anything.

~

When you wake up the other side of the bed is empty. In fact, the other side of the bed is so cold that Jungkook must be gone for quite a while now. You faintly remember hearing him shuffle in bed quickly and rushing to get up. Your brain was too tired to get alarmed as to why he is rushing at so early in the morning on a Sunday. Then you heard him starting the shower and thought he would come back once he washed up, but apparently he didn't. You hoped for some morning sex before you would leave, but that's obviously not happening anymore.

You stand up, slowly strolling into the living room and eyeing his whole place. Jungkook isn't home, though you already know that because his apartment is way too quiet for him to be home, but you still hoped he'd be here.

You clutch the loose joggers that are about to fall down and pull them up. Jungkook lend you his joggers and a shirt to sleep with and you're really thankful for his attentiveness, but walking around in those big joggers were definitely a challenge.

You're about to walk back into his bedroom when you hear the door opening.

Jungkook walks in. At first he doesn't notice you standing in the middle of his living room, but when he starts taking his shoes of he becomes aware of your presence and looks at your like a deer caught in headlights.

Your tired brain tries to comprehend why a tiny bundle of pink blankets is tightly snugged up in his arm. A baby. Jungkook has a baby in his arms.

He rushed out of bed and got ready that quickly to go and pick up his baby.

And suddenly everything makes sense. His bigger apartment, the baby wipes on his night stander, and - oh god - the thing that shocked you the most yesterday: his fucking daddy kink is gone.

,,What the hell, Jungkook?!"

Your unexpected words only shock him more. It's not like you are the first one to say something like that - especially girls that he tried to date had the same reaction- when seeing him with a baby. The girls he tried to date were always taken aback when Jungkook told them he was a dad. They never dared to say it personally, never said how dating someone with a child was too hard for them, but they let Jungkook know by never returning any text messages again. And though he's not trying to date you or anything like that, it still kind of hurt to see the same reaction on your face.

,,Yeah, I know surprising," he says annoyed and throws his shoes away

,,N-no, I mean...you-you have a girlfriend? Did you cheat on her? With me?"

,,What? No, I'm single. Her mother left," he answers, voice laced with confusion.

,,Oh, okay. I just kinda thought- you know... nevermind."

Your whole expression changes once you're reassured that he didn't cheat on anyone with you and you get closer to Jungkook to see the little girl in his arms.

,,What's her name and how old is she?"

,,Her name is Nari and she's 8 months old."

,,Oh my god, she's so adorable," you coo when she looks up at you with Jungkook's doe eyes and a tiny smile on her lips. Jungkook realises that he misinterpreted your reaction from earlier and is relieved to know that your not like all the other people. You're not judging him like all the other people did, but actual show sincere interest. ,,So, how is life as a dad?"

,,It was pretty though in the beginning and it is still kinda hard, but I'm getting the hang of it." When Jungkook looks down at his little baby girl an automatic smile spreads across his face.

,,And her mother...left?"

,,Yeah, she...left a note and left us before Nari was even two weeks old." You nod in understanding. It must have been really hard for him to suddenly be left alone when he thought he would have someone on his side to get through something new together. ,,Seokjin watched over her so I could go out with the guys yesterday." Suddenly Nari starts fussing around and whines. ,,Ah, she's probably hungry," Jungkook says and rocks her in his arms. Nari looks so small compared to his bulky arms.

You feel like you're not supposed to be here anymore, suddenly feeling like your invading Jungkook's privacy with his little one. You need to get out of here.

,,Uhm, I'll get going then, I don't want to be a burden by staying any longer," you say and Jungkook shoots his eyes to you, oddly not wanting you to leave, but he doesn't say anything.

,,Sure, uhm, you want me to call you a taxi?" Nari only fusses more, soon starting to cry.

,,Ah, no no! You should take care of her, I'll be fine," you reassure and grant him a genuine smile and watch him walking into the kitchen. He whispers some soothing words to his baby girl and continues to gently rock her in his arms while preparing her milk. It's a sight you didn't expect to see from Jungkook, but you can't deny how your whole being softens when you catch a glimpse of Jungkook's eyes that have sheer love in them when looking at his little girl

~

A few minutes later you're inside a taxi - still wearing Jungkook's clothes because he insisted on it since it was pretty cold for you to wear your tiny dress from last night - and think about everything that occurred this morning.

You can't prevent your thoughts drifting off to a question that stays inside your mind for the whole ride to your apartment.

What if you had never broken up with Jungkook? What if you would have continued your relationship? Would you also have a little baby like he has now?

You just can't seem to stop questioning yourself about what could have happened if Jungkook and you never separated. You never thought like this when you broke up, you just took the break up as it is and moved on.

Your whole Sunday is loaded with images of Jungkook's and your life together if you would still be a couple, even though you try to distract yourself with so many things. Seeing Jungkook with his baby girl made something click inside you, showed you what you could have had with Jungkook, what the future with him could have looked like.

And maybe you feel a tiny bit of regret by being the one who ended the relationship when those heart-warming images freely flood your mind.

bliss | jjk (m)

Summary: Jungkook really, really wants to show you how deeply in love with you he is.

pairing: dilf!Jungkook x female reader

rating: 18+

genre: established relationship; so much fluff woah, smut

warnings: domesticity <3, married couple, pierced and tattooed jk, the green vlive pajama, cute banter, mention of a c-section, their cute daughter whom he loves to bits, they joke around and jk is sO CUTE; explicit sexual content: oral (m.), fingering, dom!jk, big dick!jk, kissing, biting, marking, praising, soft sex turning rough sex, dirty talk, manhandling, impreg kink?, sweet nicknames (baby, princess, angel…), unprotected sex (reader on pill etc.), he likes her brattiness; … they’re very much in love

word count: 3.7k

a/n: yeah, here’s the 38742th dilf!jk fic since that live, but i kinda went all domestic instead of focusing on the pjs 🙄 semi-edited with a low quality banner, but i hope you guys still enjoy :D <3

MASTERLIST | WIPs

“Okay, baby. High five first?”

When you stepped out of the shower a moment ago, you could already hear Jungkook’s voice chime from Jinha’s room, quiet and soft and everloving. Your husband always had this strange habit of presenting himself stronger and colder than he had to with you, and you always poked fun at him for it.

But the moment he first laid eyes on your little girl, screaming from the top of her lungs and hands clenched into tiny fists, all armour fell off his body. You think you can still remember the way he melted, eyes cracking and tears falling, vulnerable like you hadn’t ever seen him before.

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My love - Coming soon

My darling - Coming soon

My baby - Coming soon

My princess - Coming soon

My angel - Coming soon

My precious - Coming soon

My sweet - Coming soon

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I had to…BTS as dads is just-

Mmmmmh

Drag Me Down (To Hell)

Drag Me Down (To Hell) by @kimvtae

There’s a darkness to your city, a murderous underbelly filled with crime and deceit that you’ve sworn to avoid at all costs. But the universe has funny ways of forcing your involvement in the form of a notorious mob boss and his young daughter.

bliss

bliss by @taegularities

Jungkook really, really wants to show you how deeply in love with you he is.

hell is empty

hell is empty by @aquagustd

life has a tendency to throw things your way when you least expect it, when you’re content, and the ominous presence knows exactly how to steer your existence back into the darkness.

warnings/tags — love triangle au, single parent!reader, dad!JK, ex-boyfriend!JK, CEO!taehyung, strong language, explicit smut, drug use, mentions of violence, mentions of stalking, toxic relationships, near-death experience (will update)

This is one of my all time fav series please give this a read

Inevitable (Series Masterlist) | JJK

Pairing: Jungkook x (f.) Reader (ft. ot6)

Genre/Tags: exes au, parents au, baseball player!JK; angst, fluff, smut (18+)

Series Warnings: foul language, alcohol consumption, minor character death, talks of insecurities, explicit sexual content (oral sex, fingering, making out, straddling, unprotected/protected penetrative sex but be safe please! specific warnings will be written on applicable chapters)

Series Word count: ~76.8k

Summary: You convinced Jungkook to break up years ago so he could pursue his lifelong baseball dream. Now he’s back home, staring at you, and the little boy next to you who looks unmistakably like him.

A/N: I love exes aus, and (athlete) dad Jungkook does things to me and after months of this little family living in my head, I finally got to put them into writing. So I hope you enjoy knowing them as much as I loved writing them 🥰 Also, my knowledge on baseball (and the MLB and the KBO) is quite shallow so for wrong terms and stuff… please ignore!

Prologue (wc: 2.2k)

Chapter 01 (wc: 6.9k)

Chapter 02 (wc: 7.2k)

Chapter 03 (wc: 7.7k)

Chapter 04 (wc: 9.9k)

Chapter 05 (wc: 7.5k)

Chapter 06 (wc: 7.7k)

Chapter 07 (wc: 6.6k)

Chapter 08 (wc: 14.7k)

Epilogue (final) (wc: 6.3k) || End

masterlist

for me | dilf!jk drabbles

⤷ A collection of drabbles accompanied with dilf!jk

⇢ all drabbles contain mature content | 18+ | warnings listed in each drabble

!there is no taglist!

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; jeon jungkook, the man you’re hooking up with on a daily basis and conveniently is your neighbor, happens to bring news with him one day – one you’d never expect unless you see it with your own eyes

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; while adapting to being a new dad, he doesn’t forget what an asshole he can be – and it all starts from one bitter feeling

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you’re one knock away and jungkook uses that opportunity, although there should be a different reason behind his knocks – one that you and him both know he owes you

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you make him rethink a lot of things, one in particular, especially if it means no longer having you in his and his daughter’s future

⇢ read here

date for me | jjk

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you make him rethink a lot of things, one in particular, especially if it means no longer having you in his and his daughter’s future

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dilf!jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, fluff, smut, neighbors au, enemies to lovers (?)

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language, mentions of sex, making out

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5k+

↳ previous parts

“Fuck, JK. Do you always keep toys on the couch?” Taehyung curses, pulling the baby rattle under his ass with an unpleasant scowl – the toy no longer digging into his asscheek. “Isn’t she too little for these toys anyway?”

“Sorry, they are kinda just everywhere.” Jungkook apologizes, the two men staring at him rather surprised that he had no snarky remark in return – the old Jungkook would’ve told him to fuck off.

Maybe the present Jungkook would’ve too because after all, he’s not so different. He’s just a dad now. But most importantly, he feels odd to have his friends to come over. After freshly becoming a father, he kind of avoided having them over. Not that they tried to have their way in. Even though his friends probably don’t understand what Jungkook had to go through, what he still has to go through, they’ve always been supportive and never tried to invade Jungkook’s new territory.

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long way home 01 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.6k

rating: pg

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, fluff, little bit of angst

warnings: ppl making out, groping, oc lowkey sending jk half nudes LMAO, bebi🥺, oc being a cockblock🙄, typical f2l angst but it's rlly not that deep

summary: the one where you babysit jungkook's baby and somehow let the night end up with being a cockblock for him.

a/n: so it's 4 am for me rn but yay let's start a new jk series and see how this one will go🤪🧍‍♀️

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 |

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"If she throws a tantrum and won't sleep then lay one of my shirts beside her. That'll keep her settled."

Spraying a few pumps of the familiar perfume Jungkook always uses he walks back to the kitchen.

"Could you warm this up for her? I'm trying to figure out what flavour in baby food she likes but so far she liked none of the ones I bought." He holds said jar of baby food in the air. "If she ends up not liking it - you know where the milk is. Oh and also-"

"Jungkook." You grab his arms when he's back, standing in front of you in the hallway.

"Huh?" Confused at being interrupted while he was giving you the instructions threw him off track. He looks at you with big doe eyes.

"Calm down. I've got this. It's not like this is the first time I'm watching her."

"I know but this is the first time you're watching her in the night, so you have to know her night routine."

"You're right, but you have already told me everything on the phone the other night, remember?" You smile when realisations blooms on Jungkook's face.

"That's....true, yeah, I've already told you everything."

Brushing your fingers through his dark fluffy hair you say, "Tell me, why are you so nervous?" 

"I'm not nervous? I'm totally fine. I'm great, actually."

You roll your eyes. "You gotta stop trying to lie, Koo. We know each other since high-school, I know when you're lying." Arching your eyebrow you continue, "What are you so nervous for?"

"I'm not-" Seeing your expression, he surrenders. "It's just...It's been a while, you know?"

You nod, compassion flickering in your eyes. Seeing that this is his first time having a date after five months of taking care of his little girl you can imagine how anxious he feels.

"I know it can be scary, but honestly? Don't worry, women swoon over you just by you walking past them, get heart shaped eyes, and I could swear they picture themselves with you in their future." Hm. Sounds like teenager you, if you're gonna be completely honest.

Jungkook rolls his eyes, taking your hands in his, squeezing them for reassurance.

"Send me updates as always, please?"

"Sure." You tiptoe to peck his cheek. "Have fun tonight."

"I'll try to be not too late, okay?"

"It's fine, I have Nabi and the book you bought me for this whole evening."

"You haven't read it yet?"

"I told you I like Urban Fantasy and not High Fantsay."

"I bet there isn't a huge difference in the genres," he defends.

"There is, but I have no time to educate you on this topic because else you will be late to your date," you explain, pushing his body towards the door - he obviously wouldn't budge an inch by your strength and only hurries to the door because he didn't realise how late it is already - and shoo him out of the house. "Nabi and I will have the best night of our life's, have fun at your date, daddy!"

"The diapers, y/n! Don't forget to use the new brand! Nabi doesn't like the old ones anymore!" he calls as he walks down the stairs.

Something that feels close upon regret and sadness squeezes your heart when you watch him get into his car through the window.

~

You're thirty minutes into the first episode of a new kdrama that you have started when Nabi's wailing echoes through the entirety of Jungkook's apartment.

"Hii little one," you coo. "Yeah I know, I know. You're so hungry, aren't you?" You take Nabi from her crib, holding her against your chest. Her cries calm a bit. Nabi is used to you. Which only makes sense, because you've been there for her since she was born.

"Let's see..." you mutter, scrutinising the jar of baby food when you arrive in the kitchen. "Potato flavour? Nabi you have to like this. Everyone likes potatoes." Nabi utters a giggle every time you say potato, so the next five minutes you spend holding her in your lap and saying potato in that silly little baby voice that you sometimes use to talk to her.

When she looks into your eyes with her own doe ones, the one that are literally a replica of Jungkook's, you heart warms. She is the cutest little butterfly you've ever seen and you're so glad that Jungkook trusts you enough to let you spend time with her.

You still remember when Jungkook ignored you for two weeks and you thought he is doing it again. But then, one night, you got a call at an ungodly hour. You didn't check on who called you, just answered the phone. It was his drained voice that spoke the words I need you to you and you didn't question it once. Because those were the exact words that you once said to him and you remember how forlorn you've felt. You drove to his place in your ridiculous pj's to be met with a tiny little baby in Jungkook's big arms.

And now it's five months later and you cannot imagine a life without Nabi. It's like she has always been here.

You prepare her baby food while sitting her down on her highchair. She whines a little when you let her go, but you quickly soothe her and distract her with a pacifier.

She takes the first bite cautiously and you watch her with expectant eyes, hoping that she'll like the taste.

"It's so delicious, isn't it?" you coax. After eating her first bite she smiles up at you and you feel the proudest you've felt today. You smile too and scoop up more of the baby food. She leans closer, opening up her tiny mouth.

As you feed her some more you start recording a video of her eating the baby food and send it to Jungkook. 

you

i think the problem was you koo

see how she loves it?

baby daddy

🙄

what flavour is it?

need to buy more of that

you

potato

baby daddy

ure kidding

that was the first thing i fed her

she hated it

you

well

just like i assumed

the problem was who fed her

baby daddy

you're coming over every day now

you

i am already tho

baby daddy

true

but i need you to babysit her for more nights

i think i'll be out for some more dates

you

is she nice?

baby daddy

more like

perfect

you

that's good

im glad

isn't she wondering why you're on your phone

baby daddy

i already told her that im checking up on my baby

you

dropped the b-bomb already ?

baby daddy

i need to

package deal, remember?

they say no to nabi and i say no to them

hey

why do you have sm time texting me

aren't you supposed to watch nabi

You take a picture from your perspective, Nabi on your lap, fidgeting and playing with some strands of your hair. There's some food smeared around her mouth. That picture gives him a good look into your cleavage you realise as you press send, but that's nothing compared to the images he got to see on account of years of friendship and Jungkook always being the one you called when you got too wasted.

you

she's having a fun time without her daddy

baby daddy

:(

give her a kiss for me

i miss her

you

🙄

it's been like an hour or so

relax

and now put your phone away you don't wanna be rude and be on your phone for too long

baby daddy

right

okay

An hour later you manage to put Nabi to sleep. Sometimes she opened her eyes and tiredly watched you through her long lashes and you had to stop yourself from cooing at her. Eventually she fell asleep after resisting the tiredness that overcame her when you swayed her in your arms. It hasn't happened often yet but every time Nabi falls asleep in your arms it feels like the best gift in the entire world. Jungkook probably feels the double amount of emotions when she falls asleep in his embrace since he is her dad but you also took part of raising her and always have that particular feeling blooming in your chest when she shows her comfort in your presence.

You sit down on Jungkook's couch with the book he bought for you a while ago. There wasn't a specific reason why he got it for you. From time to time Jungkook likes surprising you with little gifts.

One morning he randomly showed up with a bouquet of flowers at the coffee shop you work at and you felt all the eyes of the grannie's and grandpa's on you, a warm knowing smile on their faces. You were flustered because flowers seemed to be a more intimate gift than any other thing but you tried to play it off and accepted the pretty flowers.

You don't know how much time has passed but you're already halfway through the book when you hear your phone ringing.

"Yeah?" you ask, confused as to why Jungkook is calling you.

"Hey so uh, I'll be home in about ten minutes. And I thought I'd call you to say you can already head home since it's late. Just lock the door with the keys when you head out."

You're even more confused. "It's fine, Jungkook. I can wait ten minutes."

"No, you're probably tired. And don't you have an early shift in the café tomorrow?"

Well, if he thinks 11 am is early then that's up to him.

"Are you sure?" you ask. Jungkook's overprotective attitude is nowhere to be found right now and that fact alone is pretty concerning.

"Yeah, I'll be home in a few. There's nothing to be worried about."

"Uh, well, if you say so. Then....see you tomorrow I guess?"

"Good night!"

After the call you don't move. Continue sitting on Jungkook's couch and stare at the wall. You pretty much decided from Jungkook's first offer to go home that you won't do what he says. Maybe you're the overprotective one now but you won't leave Nabi alone at home.

You grab your purse and gather your stuff. Bringing the leftovers of cookies - the one from the grocery store that Jungkook absolutely hates (he claims that the ones at your coffee shop are the best in the world) but despite his disgust he still buys them for you every time he goes out for groceries - back in the kitchen.

You shortly stop by at Nabi's nursery room. She's peacefully sleeping and not screaming at the top of her lungs at every hour like she used to in the beginning. Jungkook almost went insane when Nabi wouldn't stop screaming but you were there and if there's one thing in the world that you're the absolute best at then it's keeping Jungkook calm when he's close to exploding.

While watching Nabi so many memories of the past months flood your mind and you can't help but smile. It was hard and exhausting raising a newborn but with Jungkook even the impossible seemed possible.

You resist the urge to give her a good night kiss on her chubby cheeks. You slowly close the door so the hallway light won't disturb her but then you hear the front door opening and stop midst your movement.

You can already picture Jungkook's face when he sees you here and maybe he will be mad for a moment because you didn't listen to him - yeah, you can admit that this happened a lot of times already but sometimes Jungkook can be really unreasonable so it's not your fault.

You walk down the hallway, already accepting your fate when you hear something. Not something but someone. Someone is moaning.

And you're so bewildered that you keep walking because what the hell is he doing? But when you round the corner and see what the hell he is doing you wish you would have listened to him.

He's pressing a girl against the wall and moving his lips over hers in a frantic manner and his hands are, well... they're wandering pretty much everywhere on the woman's body in the span of the five seconds that you're standing there.

You know you have to do something to make both of them aware of your presence. But your state of panic doesn't allow your mind to think straight so you just utter "Jungkook?" in an abashed tone and want to dissolve into nothingness right after you say it.

Both of them instantly get off of each other like lightning struck them.

"Y/n?" Jungkook asks in confusion, his breathing fast and heavy.

"Hi."

"I told you to go," he reminds you, kinda sounding annoyed.

You want to narrow you eyes at that. He didn't tell you to go. He offered you to go home.

"Got distracted. I'm leaving now. Good night you two," you say and feel so awkward while grabbing your things and walking past them to finally head home.

~

The next day you still feel the burning feeling of embarrassment haunting you. It only gets worse when Jungkook visits the coffee shop during your shift with Nabi strapped to his chest.

"A caramel frappucino and two double chocolate cookies please," you hear him ordering at the register. It's the same order. Every day.

As you start preparing his order he walks to stand in front of you, waiting.

"Morning," he greets you and you reply with a short smile. He has his palm rested at the back of Nabi's head.

"Sorry about yesterday," you mumble. At the sound of your voice Nabi cranes her neck and tries to get you into her view. She whines a little when she can't and Jungkook stands sideways to give Nabi what she wants. Nabi smiles when she sees you and you give her a small nose scrunch before setting your attention back to Jungkook.

"Why did you stay?"

"I mean, how was I suppose to know you were about to hook up with you date?" you defend yourself. "Could've warned me at least." You huff.

"I tried to," he reasons but you roll your eyes.

"Next time you try to get me out of your apartment just tell me you're gonna have sex, okay?"

Jungkook gasps a little, putting his hands on Nabi's ears. "Watch your words."

You set his frappucino along with the cookies on the tray.

"Bet Nabi even heard worse things last night."

"My snores aren't that bad."

You sigh. "I'm not talking about that, dummy."

"Well, after you left we just watched a movie and then she called a cab. Nothing happened."

You grimace. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry." He hands one of the cookies to you with a sincere smile. You take it and take a bite. He does it every morning. Offering you one of the cookies that he ordered. And you always gladly take one because they're even more delicious than the grocery store ones.

It wasn't your intention to ruin the ending of Jungkook's date night yesterday but you can't help feeling relief warming your heart. This was Jungkook's first date since his relationship with Nabi's mother came to and end and you don't want him to end up crushed and heartbroken again.

That feeling of relief is obviously just there out of concern for him and not because that small teenage crush, that sometimes makes your heart skip a beat when he looks at your eyes for a second too long, is thundering in your chest with hope.

Nope, definitely not because of that.

~

tagging: @blckjeon

i never knew this update came out but I love itttt

date for me | jjk

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you make him rethink a lot of things, one in particular, especially if it means no longer having you in his and his daughter’s future

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dilf!jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, fluff, smut, neighbors au, enemies to lovers (?)

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language, mentions of sex, making out

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5k+

↳ previous parts

“Fuck, JK. Do you always keep toys on the couch?” Taehyung curses, pulling the baby rattle under his ass with an unpleasant scowl – the toy no longer digging into his asscheek. “Isn’t she too little for these toys anyway?”

“Sorry, they are kinda just everywhere.” Jungkook apologizes, the two men staring at him rather surprised that he had no snarky remark in return – the old Jungkook would’ve told him to fuck off.

Maybe the present Jungkook would’ve too because after all, he’s not so different. He’s just a dad now. But most importantly, he feels odd to have his friends to come over. After freshly becoming a father, he kind of avoided having them over. Not that they tried to have their way in. Even though his friends probably don’t understand what Jungkook had to go through, what he still has to go through, they’ve always been supportive and never tried to invade Jungkook’s new territory.

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