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love this mc
like yeah, they might be fucking stupid
but theyre my stupid :(
also this was such a good first chapter, im so excited for whats to come next :3 liiike i wonder what happened to that one girl that was arguing with jungkook. will she warn mc about jungkook at some point?? maybe? will mc seek out jungkook again after that? oh god what if jungkook uses weed as a way to get mc to give him attention? AAAA
i guess well find out throughout this journey that is this story. also darker?? not much happened but its not too hard to tell that smthings not right. not to mention the themes of (potential) addiction/substance abuse. like how dark is it gonna get is what im askingđšđđđ not only am i curious but im hyped for the next chap >:3c
also love the fact that mc is queer and the story isnt shy to show how casually prejudice ppl around mc are :( ESP JUNGKOOK HONESTLY FUCK THAT GUYđđđĄ literally taking advantage of mcs clearly emotional and unstable state. not to mention under the influence đđđ this bitch,,
hmmm i did notice that rosĂš didnt seem to care about the predicament that she nd hoseok found mc nd jungkook in. "she says as she side eyed hoseok with distaste" LIKE ROSĂ WAS JUST WORRIED ABOUT MC
i wonder if it has anything to do with thr fact that mc walked in on rosĂš nd that other guy
once again- super excited about whats to come next!!! thank you gor posting and sharing your story with us author⥠have a nice day and stay safeđ
BAD, SAD, and MAD â jjk.
[ sypnosis ] ; jeon jungkookâs existence never ceases to pain you with how much of a asshole and arrogant he is. youâre left confused when he suddenly becomes fixated on you, unleashing his darker desires. you realize it goes further than just a conquest lay, deeperâsomething to satisfy his sudden infatuation.
tags ; high school setting, all characters mentioned will be 18+, dub-con, reader is drunk and high when the incident occurs (potentially non-con? she consents afterwards but still), dark!jk, reader loves pot, slightly based off of euphoria (characterâs only), jkâs based off of nate and readerâs rue, bisexual!reader, jk is toxic, has anger issues, tags will be updated according to chapter, drinking and smoking, drug usage (mentioned), manipulation, jk is not a good person, degradation, some touches here and there, jk uses the fact that youâre sad to get what he wants
fic playlist ; âbad, sad, and madâ -bibi, âtoxicâ - britney spears, âmount everestâ - labrinth, âlost in the fireâ - the weeknd, âshinigami eyesâ - grimes
âyou red my mind, you red my mind,â
Jeon Jungkook, the bane of everyone's existence, the guy who people either loved or hated. He was the kind of guy you wanted on your side, your typical little egotistical asshole who thrived off the attention of others and being the best at almost everything he came across.
I knew the little shit since grade school, quiet and reserved but oftentimes more snotty whenever he didn't like the way things were going. He got worse with the sudden growth spurt he fucking went through, it was like he had gotten slapped with a shit ton of steroids and suddenly his emo phase had been traded for a fucking Migos fanboy clubcard.
At least from what I've seen.
Jungkook wasn't this lanky ass teenager with side bangs who looked like he wanted to hex everyone in the room. He went from a My Chemical Romance reject to something straight out of a magazine or something. He learned to style his hair, courtesy of his older brother who had stuck a piece of gum in his hair on purpose one summer before high school started.
He kinda realized he looked better with a haircut and decided to do his research.
He took note of what the girls liked and what they didn't. Messy hair was hot however overgrowing it made you look like a bum. Girls also liked it if you worked out, the stronger you were the better. He ditched his old wardrobe and thanks to his Daddy's credit card he improved his shitty wardrobe.
By the time we were all seniors he had completely changed his entire fucking attitude and I couldn't be more happy to see his stupid fucking face all around school until the end of the year.
I seriously hate this guy.
The sound of the bell ringing snapped you out of your thoughts. You blinked hazily and looked around as most of the student body began walking in different directions to reach their destinations, You however remained still against the tree you sat up against, sketchbook lain across your lap and pencil long forgotten somewhere the grass.
You had no intentions of going to class, you figured you could just wander around until you weren't bored anymore or something like that. You wondered if.. no, you had already ran out the day prior already, you were going to have to bum some weed off of Jaebum or Mark. You suppose you weren't going to sit under the tree after all..
With a quiet huff you gather your supplies and lazily toss your backpack over your shoulder as you walk in the direction towards the theater where you knew those weirdos were always at. "Hi y/n." A few people say as you pass by, you don't really know them like that in fact you think they only know you because you're at every damn party that somebody throws.
You round the corner to pass by to enter the side entrance of the theater when you hear it. A locker slams shut, the is noise deafening as you flinch from how awful it sounds. You hear some girl's hushed voice, almost angry, and then someone else. You're not one to care but it's not a crime to be a little bit curious.
"Seriously Jungkook I told you we were over, you're a fucking pyscho and you're hurting me! Let go, you're causing a scene!" The girl hisses angrily as she jabs her finger in Jungkook's chest.
Jungkook is propped up against the locker, looking down at the girl just as angry but he's more relaxed about it, if anything he looks like this is a major inconvenience. He's got his large hand wrapped around her tiny frail wrist, gripping it tightly and you swear you can hear the little popping noise it makes as she struggles even more. He leans down to whisper angrily in her ear.
The girl doesn't notice you at first but as you grow nearer she turns to look at you, "Jungkook," she hisses, face full of embarrassment.
Jungkook pauses and side eyes you as you pass by. You look at the girl and then at him. You hate the way he stares at you, like you're the one trespassing or ruining their little moment. He runs his tongue over his lower lip slowly, eyes never leaving you until you fully pass by them and head into the theater. You can still feel his eyes on you even as you disappear into the theater.
He's a asshole.
+
After successfully obtaining the weed, with Mark of course immediately jumping on your case with a: "And you better pay me back l/n! You already bummed some off of me the last time when you only said you wanted a hit."
You tucked the small clear bag in your cardigan and made your way through the parking lot. Not far off you see the entire football team gathered around the field, listening to their screaming coach and then heading off to do laps around the track. A certain player catches your eye, you see Jungkook not far off leading the players as he runs ahead with Kim Namjoon running by his side.
With every intention to not be noticed you walk faster in order to avoid the players. At first you think you're gonna make it but you start panicking internally when Jungkook draws nearer and nearer. Just your luck you end up dropping your fucking sketchbook and pencil, "Fuck, fuck." You whisper crouching down to pick your stuff up.
It's too late, you hear his heavy footsteps closer and as you look up you swear the world feels like it's moving in slow motion. You stare up at Jungkook who turns to look at you, his eyes drop down to your scattered papers and then back at you. He looks at you like he did back at the hallway and this time it sends a shiver up your spine.
"Try not to get too high l/n," Namjoon calls out, "this rate you might as well be a walking advertisement for dispensaries." He smirks.
A few other guys snicker as they pass by you making little comments. You just want to get the fuck out of there, so you do.
You end up smoking most of the weed, stumbling a little because you inhale a little too much and you choke on your coughs. It's still midday so you can't exactly go home just yet, plus you reek of weed. You settle for wandering around the neighborhood near this local convenience store everyone seems to go to.
"Shit," you lose your footing and manage to catch yourself last second from eating shit on the pavement.
"Yo, l/n!" Your head whips up and you see Kim Jennie with two other girls in her car staring at you, "Want a ride?" She smirks knowingly.
You smack your lips together and nod, "Thanks.." You murmur as you slide into the backseat, waving at Irene and then Rosé, "Hi." You quietly say, voice so soft you doubt anyone in the car even heard you.
"Hi girilie." Rosé, ever so sweet, smiles as she greets you like she usually does whenever you two run into each other around school or at a party of some sort.
Jennie ends up driving you guys to her house under the pretense of her parents being out of town until later on in the day. Jennie being the nice girl that she is offers to let you have whatever snacks you're craving from her very well stocked up pantry. The others lounge in her room and when you finally present yourself you shyly sit close to Rosé and eat some chips you had grabbed from the pantry.
"Dude I literally hate my thigh gap," Jennie complains as she as she stands in front of the mirror, turning and looking at her body all around, "I wish I could like do something to make them chunkier."
Irene hums and peers up from the magazine she's reading, "Your thighs are fine, you are fine, is this about Jongin? Girl I promise you he loves you exactly the way you are right now." She rolls her eyes with a soft scoff.
"No! That's not what I'm talking about!" Jennie whines as she turns in the mirror once again.
You sit there in wonder if this is really all they talk about when they hang out? Rosé seems to be lost in her own conversations with Jennie and Irene is off in her own world. You can't help but stare at Rosé, your own heart picking up a beat as your cheeks grow a little hot. Is it you? Is it the room?
A million thoughts run through your head as you zone out and don't even realize Rosé is talking to you. "y/n?" She softly says, "Did you hear me?"
"No, repeat that again?" You cough awkwardly and avoid her eyes, ignoring the giggles in the background coming from the other two girls you forgot were in the room.
"I asked if you were going to the house party later on? You know the one Hoseok's throwing?" She offers you a tiny smile as she gently pats your shoulder, the touch burning, "Are you sure you don't wanna take a nap or something? You look like you're about to pass out." She giggles.
You gulp and shake your head, "I'm fine.." You reply, "I don't know, maybe? Where is it at again?"
Jennie hops on the bed and wraps her arms around you knocking you right out of your little daydream as she jostles you, "You can ride with us! I got you girl don't worry, you wanna borrow something of mine? I bet you're my size."
"Uhhh,"
"Yeah we can even do your makeup." Rosé offers as she grabs your hand, "What do you say y/n?"
For Rosé? Anything. Even if you didn't like makeup.
"S-Sure." You whisper.
+
The party is in full swing by the time you arrive with the others. Rosé offers to stick with you as she links arms with you and happily makes her way to the kitchen for some shots. "C'mon, let's see what kind of stuff they brought for the drinks." She excitedly smiles as she leads the way.
You feel a little naked, out of your comfort zone with all this makeup they put on you. Jennie lent you a little black top, it could pass off as a bra or something with the way your boobs were pushed up and exposed. She topped it off with a oversized jean jacket and a pair of low hanging jeans and a little belly chain she lent you. They even straightened your hair and did some light but bold makeup.
"You look hot." Irene had said to you once they were done. She didn't lie because you had more eyes on you than you can count. You watch awkwardly from the side as Rosé pours two shot glasses. She turns to you and holds one out with a smile, "The night's just getting started." She winks.
You accept the shot and raise it, "To.. us..?" You cringe at the way you sound so stupid.
Rosé smiles, "To us!" She raises your glasses together and then downs it in one go, making this cute little face as she shakes her head with a muffled whine. "Bleh." You smile in return, this could be the night.
You stick with her throughout the night and go wherever she wants to go. You end up dancing a little and then heading outside to meet some of her own friends. Occasionally Jennie appears with her boyfriend but you don't expect much cause she looks lost in her own world with him. You're lost too, lost in Rosé.
She looks so pretty under the neon purple lights, you think she looks best when she's happy and you want to keep it that way. You work up the courage to lay your head on her shoulder during one of her little run-ins with friends. Rosé doesn't seem to mind, she welcomes you and gently wraps a arm around you. Oh you like that a lot.
"Be right back," your dreamy state snaps, "I need to use the restroom real quick and get us more drinks. Sooyoung will take care of you." Rosé pats you so you could lift your head.
You nod slowly and eye her for a few more seconds, "See ya then." You offer a tiny smile to which she returns. You watch her go and then turn back around to slump in your seat, Sooyoung picks up on this and leans over to whisper in your ear.
"So how long you know her?" She says softly.
"Since grade school." You reply.
Sooyoung nods, "I barely met her this year, sucks cause she's a really sweet girl. Hey aren't you the girl that like once blacked out from smoking too much weed and drinking?"
You groan internally, this was gonna be your one-hundredth time explaining to people you didn't black out because of weed, you don't even think that's fucking possible to begin with. "No, actually uh well I kinda mixed some drugs with alcohol, as you heard it didn't end well for me."
"Drugs?" She whispers in awe like you just told her some life threatening secret, "No way, take it easy okay? We only have one life." She pouts shaking her head, "I only heard because my boyfriend said the guys from the football team were all talking about it after it happened." She says sympathetically, "That's pretty hardcore."
"Yepp.." You awkwardly reply and give her a thumbs up, "I'm good though, weed only for me now." You chuckle softly to lessen the tension.
Sooyoung smiles warmly but then her attention is elsewhere, you curiously turn around to look and just see some guy. "Who's that?" You ask and turn to look back at Sooyoung.
"I think that's Seungjoo, he might be looking for Rosé who knows," She shrugs picking at her nails, "they got a thing going on you know? She acts like they don't like each other but I can totally see it in their eyes. They're totally gonna bone." She grins.
Your heart stops and you try to hide your shock, "What..?" You whisper.
"Yeah you didn't know? They've been like a thing since last summer, I mean the whole school found out about it and," she goes on and on about this whole "drama". You don't care though, you end up zoning out.
Your throat feels dry and the room stops moving all of a sudden, you're in disbelief, and you kinda wish you hadn't heard that. "I gotta go," you whisper and get up hurriedly, "sorry talk to you later?"
"Oh sure." You don't stick around and book it out of there. You pass by the many people in the hallways and some who are exiting a random ass room. You don't care, all you can feel is the heavy pounding of your little heart and the ringing in your ears as Sooyoung's words echo in your head.
Rosé and him? A thing? Fuck it hurt way more than you thought it would, you already knew this was coming anyways. What did you expect from crushing on a straight girl? You were bound to find out so why were you crying about it now? You set your own damn self up.
"Yo watch it." Some guy says after you brush shoulders with him.
"Fuck off." You spit back and run upstairs to hide somewhere. "Please don't be fucking, please don't be fucking." You whisper and turn the knob as you open a door.
Fuck.
You come across the very fucking sight you wanted to avoid, Rosé and this Seungjoo guy, making out on the bed with hands all over each other. Their lips move together and Rosé's halfway on this dude's lap, hands tangled in his hair as she lets out the most prettiest fucking moan you've ever heard. Fuck this Seungjoo, and fuck the universe for making you witness this shit.
Rosé notices you and she pulls away, "Crap, I didn't know you were up here." She buttons her top back up.
You want to punch the stupid Seungjoo in the damn face but you force yourself to shake your head and smile, "No my bad, I didn't know if you were okay or not so I came looking for you." You awkwardly step around, "I'll just leave you two then." You whisper and head out, tears stinging your eyes.
'Fuck man.' You think and slowly make your way back downstairs. This totally blows, your heart is broken and you're not drunk enough to make it go away. That's life you guess. You grab a bottle from the counter and head out to the patio to drink it, alone like always.
The patio is dimly lit and no one is really around. You find a spot on the patio furniture and sit there drinking little sips at first before gulping down the alcohol. It burns and stings but you don't care, you're too fucking sad to care.
You sit in silence for what seems like eternity, just watching the water from the pool ripple and glisten under the lights. You're mostly checked out right now, gaze empty and heart aching. Why Rosé of all people? What the hell was with you liking people you could never have? You couldn't even gaslight yourself into thinking that she would ever give you a chance because that was bullshit.
Major bullshit.
You grumble softly and take another swig of the bottle, gulping down the bitter tasting drink. As you wallow in self pity you hear some new voices around the corner. It's Jungkook and Hoseok, the dude who threw the damn party and was the one you made out with you before you blacked out. They're smoking a blunt together as they talk about something you can't bring yourself to care about.
You don't care about them right now though, you simply slump even further and sip from the bottle. Hoseok is the first to see you, "Hey y/n," he calls out, raising the blunt in his hand as he smirks, "you want some?"
"Bring it over here." You reply and sit up as you blink slowly at them, "Here," you shove the half empty bottle in Hoseok's lap as you take the blunt from his hand and take a long drag from it.
Hoseok whistles as he raises the bottle to examine it, "Shit this was fucking full before, fucks got you so strung up y/n?" He shakes his head and takes a sip from it.
You ignore him and hand the blunt over to Jungkook, "Nothing," you glare at the water, "absolutely fucking nothing."
Jungkook makes a face but quickly masks it by taking a hit from the blunt, he sits back with a dark look in his eye as he clearly takes you in, you are showing way more skin than usual after all. Hoseok talks about some random shit you don't care about and you sit there silently listening and smoking. Jungkook's eyes are trained on you the entire time, occasionally you catch them drifting down to your exposed tits.
"Hol' on I'm gonna go bring another one of these," Hoseok says as he gets up, "don't do anything I wouldn't do." He calls out with a cackle as he disappears back into the house.
You're left alone with Jungkook and silence envelops you both, the only sound that could be heard is the pool water and distant cheers from the party goers inside. You're so fucked at this point, you can't even form a actual thought in your head because too many run through your mind. Jungkook smokes the rest of the blunt as he flicks the ashes, some falling on Jennie's jeans.
"So," Jungkook rasps out as he releases the smoke he was holding in, "fucks got your pretty little head in the clouds?" You don't like how fucking smug he looks and sounds right now, you're not in the damn mood to deal with his shit. Jungkook however thinks this is the funniest shit ever because he keeps going, "Oh wait I know, I mean it could be either two of these things," he smirks, "one," he coos, "Your little druggie friend Jooheon didn't give your druggie ass your daily fix."
Your nostrils flare in anger as you clench your fists tightly, "Or two," he leans forward to stare you dead in the eye, "your little girlfriend Rosé out here warming some fellas dick as we speak upstairs." He whispers.
"Fuck. You." You say through gritted teeth, "That's none of your fucking business."
"So it is true." Jungkook laughs, throwing his head back as his Adam's apple contracts, "Oh man I didn't think this shit was true. When Hoseok told me you were into girls I thought to myself, no way, that fucking pothead drug addict loves someone more than pot and molly?" He looks back down at you with an amused smirk, "How fucking cute. Does she know this? Prolly not if she's bouncing on some other dude's dick." He shrugs.
You suddenly stand up, legs shaky and balance unsteady as the effects of the weed and alcohol start to kick in. "I'm not fucking listening to you, you're a dick and I don't know how anyone can fucking stand you." You glare and start marching back to the house angrily as you flip him off as you go.
Right as you reach the patio door a pair of hands grab you and slam you right up against the wall, you stare back in shock and confusion, "What is wrong with you?"
"I could take your mind off of her if that's what's really bothering you." Jungkook says as he stares down at you, "I don't mind you using me if that's what you really want." He leans down to whisper in your ear, "Use me, forget about her." His lips lightly touch your ear, goosebumps rising all over your body.
"Are you even listening to yourself?" You groan and begin to struggle against him, "I'm not fucking interested-"
"And she is?" Jungkook cuts you off, "You think she's gonna ever want someone like you? A fucking addict? You can't give her what she needs y/n, you're just not for her. She'll never look at you the way you want her to," he presses you harder into the wall.
You whimper quietly and turn away, he really hit you where it hurts and tears begin to blur your vision. All of tonight's events come crashing down on you all at once and you're left feeling pathetic. It's true, you'll never be Seungjoo or what she wants. You're just you.. sad pathetic you.
"I can treat you nicely," he whispers against your cheek, "so sweet and soft," he grabs at your thigh and hoists it up around his hips, "I can fuck you any way you want, just say the word..."
You whimper softly, turning your face away but he gently brings you back to him. "What do you say?" He whispers.
His lips slowly draw nearer, breath ghosting over your lips. You shakily breathe into him, eyes fluttering as he presses into you, sealing the deal. You kiss back slowly, tilting your head a little as you place your hands on his shoulders timidly.
He softly sighs against you and tightens his hold on your thigh, so tight it has you whining in pain. He growls quietly and all but smashes his lips back on to yours, slamming you into the wall as he hoists you up against him. You wrap your arms around his neck and hold on tightly.
Jungkook's hands drop down below to your ass, squeezing you tightly and pressing your hips against him. You feel the bulge below in his own pants, and you start feeling hotter and hotter. Your panties grow damp and your clit tingles in anticipation. You want to grind on him, or have his fingers, anything you just need something.
His lips smack against yours as he pulls away to pant hotly into your mouth. He stares at your lips and then looks up at you, "Gonna fuck you so hard you forget about her," he mumbles.
You bite your lip, "Stop talking." You bring him back in, this time taking charge of the kiss and biting down on his lower lip, causing him to hiss a little.
You roll your hips eagerly against his and he slips a free hand between you two, sticking his hand down your jeans and cupping you through your panties. A moan bubbles out of your throat and you reach down to unbuckle his jeans. Jungkook dips his fingers past your damp panties when suddenly you hear someone call you.
"y/n?" Rosé worriedly says as she and Hoseok stand there together, "You okay?"
"Holy shit." Hoseok laughs when he sees the predicament you're both in.
You pull away from the kiss and shove at Jungkook's chest as you shamefully stand there, "Y-Yeah?" You croak out, clearing your throat as you bite you lip and stare up at Jungkook, who has a unreadable expression on his face.
"Jennie is ready to go, we're leaving in a few and I came to get you." She says as she side eyes Hoseok with distaste.
"Oh uh, I'm going!" You fix your pants and side step, ignoring the way Jungkook's nostrils flare in anger as he eyes Rosé and then you. You don't look back as you and Rosé link arms, you choose not to look because you already know he is. Just remembering how angry he looked had you shivering, and to think you'd were going to fuck him.
What a night.
end.
THIS WILL GET DARK PEOPLE, you have been warned. This is prolly gonna be like five chapters long, not too long cause I got other writings I need to get out first!