Fic: Still My Baby - Tumblr Posts
still my baby (m) || jjk
pairing; TattooArtist!Jungkook x Reader. genre; Relationship!Au, TattooArtist!Au, Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst, warnings; Alcohol, Smoking weed, Dry humping, Blowjob, Fingering, Vaginal Sex, JK in tight leather pants, Light violence, daddy kink sorta, time skips word count; 13.5K
Baby - Bishop Briggs; This song screams jk. I encourage you to listen to it, it’s an underrated masterpiece. This is by far my favorite piece I’ve written not because it’s JK but the amount of effort I put into making it. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did! // i = flashback.
“Jeon Jungkook in tight leather pants was perhaps the sexiest thing you’ve ever laid eyes on.”
[Present]
The ear-splitting honking sound of your lovely boyfriend’s 66 Ford Galaxie Convertible outside your modest apartment naturally got you cursing under your breath, causing you to struggle with putting on your boots. A faint “Shut the fuck up! People are trying to sleep peacefully!” could be heard in the background, it was probably from your 58-year old next door neighbor, Mr. Smith. Poor old Mr. Smith, he must have been woken up from his peaceful night’s slumber. You aggressively shoved the away curtain that was covering your front window and exclaimed in a whisper-shout manner “Babe, please keep it down! I’ll be out in a minute!”
The horrendous noise finally ceased, and you can undoubtedly hear his rambunctious laugher echo outside even if he was 20-feet away. Your front door swung open in a swift motion, making sure to properly lock it before dashing towards the direction of your boyfriend who was sitting comfortably in the driver seat. He met your eyes with a soft smile on his radiant face. “Took you long enough,” He gently teased, leaning slightly to the right to carefully open the passenger’s door from the inside. “I did you the divine favor of buying our tickets in advance, I know how you hate it when we typically have to wait in line.”
Before entering his car, you dusted off what seemed like the crumbs, god knows where they’re from, that was in between the horizontal indents of the car seat. “Oh sorry,” He willingly offered to help you clean the mess with his nasty microfiber dust rag that was probably older than your relationship judging from its condition. “Taehyung borrowed Lexie yesterday and conveniently forgot to clean it after when he dropped it off at my place.”
“Typical Tae.” You giggled, acknowledging his reason as to why his car was moderately disgusting. You entered his car, took your seat and accidentally shut the door with too much force, resulting in a mighty thud.
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