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victor's game (01) || jjk

⇢ summary: jeon jungkook survived the games with strength and pure luck alone, yet now lives trapped in nightmares and terror from the horrors he has seen. suddenly forced to relive his trauma only a year later, his sole mission is to mentor a girl from his district to ensure that she makes it out alive—and that he does not suffer the consequences if he fails. (the hunger games au)

⇢ genre: action, angst, bits of fluff

⇢ word count: 6.25k

⇢ warnings: violence; swearing; psychological distress; eventual minor character death

⇢ note: obviously, the concept of the hunger games do not belong to me but to suzanne collins! i was re-watching the first film and started writing this bcause i kept thinking of other situations to throw characters into :’) also, i play around a bit with the ages of the bts members (i.e. jungkook is older than some of the members bc that is how the roles fit in the story!) future parts can be found in my masterlist.

⇢ parts two and three can be found on my masterlist! tumblr isn’t allowing posts with links to show up in tags anymore, sorry :(

Jeon Jungkook was sentenced to die at the age of eighteen.

He is twenty years old now. His nineteenth birthday came and went during the middle of the Games the year prior, and since then, he hadn’t really felt nineteen. He hasn’t felt much of anything at all, really. Some days it is as if time had halted before lurching forward in that arena, forcing him to grow older due to the sheer force of memory.

He is at the beach of District Four on a day when the bay air is salty and fresh, wind whipping his cheeks red, when Seokjin informs him of the news.

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victor's game (01) || jjk

⇢ summary: jeon jungkook survived the games with strength and pure luck alone, yet now lives trapped in nightmares and terror from the horrors he has seen. suddenly forced to relive his trauma only a year later, his sole mission is to mentor a girl from his district to ensure that she makes it out alive—and that he does not suffer the consequences if he fails. (the hunger games au)

⇢ genre: action, angst, bits of fluff

⇢ word count: 6.25k

⇢ warnings: violence; swearing; psychological distress; eventual minor character death

⇢ note: obviously, the concept of the hunger games do not belong to me but to suzanne collins! i was re-watching the first film and started writing this bcause i kept thinking of other situations to throw characters into :’) also, i play around a bit with the ages of the bts members (i.e. jungkook is older than some of the members bc that is how the roles fit in the story!) future parts can be found in my masterlist.

⇢ parts two and three can be found on my masterlist! tumblr isn’t allowing posts with links to show up in tags anymore, sorry :(

Jeon Jungkook was sentenced to die at the age of eighteen.

He is twenty years old now. His nineteenth birthday came and went during the middle of the Games the year prior, and since then, he hadn’t really felt nineteen. He hasn’t felt much of anything at all, really. Some days it is as if time had halted before lurching forward in that arena, forcing him to grow older due to the sheer force of memory.

He is at the beach of District Four on a day when the bay air is salty and fresh, wind whipping his cheeks red, when Seokjin informs him of the news.

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Snowy Hills

Surgeon!Jungkook x Surgeon!reader

Word count: 3.9k

Summary: it was supposed to be a normal night, so you could only imagine Jungkook’s surprise when he saw you being wheeled in on a stretcher.

Genre: fluff, angst

Warnings: mention of death? idek 

A/N: This is literally so ass🤣idk why I’m posting this tbh lmao. Unedited as always. Ummmm if you didn’t know, I’m a pretty big fan of greys anatomy so this id kinda based off the episode where Meredith almost drowns? It’s literally so bad I hate this🤣anyways, if you read it…….i hope you enjoy? idk have fun with it. I’m about to start writing another tiktok drabble lmaooo so stay tuned for that.

Jungkook walked down the hallway of the hospital. It was a normal night for him. The occasional drunkies who come into the ER after hurting themselves and multiple people coming in for a stomach ache. Jungkook just changed into some clean scrubs after taking out an appendix for a 23-year-old male which went surprisingly smooth for an operation with this particular night staff. He pulled his phone out of his pocket when he heard the sound of an emergency page. He hastily shoved his phone back into his pocket as he began to run in the direction of the westward where he was paged a code blue for his earlier cardio patient. 

By the time he got there, nurses were walking out of the room, pushing out the crash cart followed by the attending doctor that was on the case. The look he gave Jungkook told him how that code ended. His body slouched in disbelief. He was the lead surgeon during the surgery. Was it something he had done? It couldn’t have been. If he did something that would’ve caused this, the attending standing beside him throughout the whole surgery would’ve said something right? Dr. Park, the Cardio god of the hospital laid a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder.

“He was old Jungkook. This was a highly expected outcome. He knew this going into the operation. You didn’t do anything wrong,” Park Jimin. The same Park Jimin that lived in the house beside him since he was five. The same Park Jimin that helped him with medical school even while working late hours at the hospital as a resident. How he end up working at the same hospital as his childhood friend was beyond him but he would never complain about it. 

Jimin’s words calmed Jungkook down a little. But really, how calm could you be when one of your patients just died. 

“Go down to the pit. See if Namjoon has anything for you to do,” Jungkook offered a weak smile before nodding and walking off. 

It wasn’t the first patient he had lost. That didn’t make a difference though. Just another thing he would come to tell you tomorrow when he got home. 

You. You were the love of his life. The sunlight in his dull world. His only source of happiness on the tough days. You could light up the room with your smile. Heal him with your laugh. Everything about you was just simply perfect in Jungkooks eyes. The two of you met through one of the nurses Jungkook befriended during his intern years. You were an OBGYN on the 5th floor of the hospital. You were only one year younger than him but an attending in the OB world. And a very good one at that. People came from around the country to seek your help sometimes. 

Usually, when something disheartening happened, he would make his way to the 5th floor to find you, but today was one of your off days. “Off days” meaning you were on call but not needed at the hospital tonight. When he left your shared apartment earlier in the evening, he left you laying on the couch watching Modern Family. He assumed you would’ve put yourself to sleep a little after he left so you could only imagine his surprise when he walked into the pit to see you being rolled in on a stretcher, unconscious. 

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stars behind waves | jjk (m)

Summary: With a decade’s distance between Jungkook and you, your paths cross on the same island you deemed your second home years ago. And you realise once again – the ocean can never compare to the twinkle in his starry eyes.

➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: estranged best friends to lovers, vacation/beach!au; angst, fluff, smut ➳ warnings: so so much yearning and pining, gentle fuckboy jk cos i’ve no control over myself, a bit of jealousy, the first kiss, arguments/fighting, unresolved issues, heartbreak, angry confessions; explicit sexual content: making out, asking for permission, dom & big dick jk, handjob in the shower, oral (m. & f. receiving), some clit slapping, some biting, squirting, jk loves her tits… and her ass even more, fingering, protected sex, soft and rough sex, body worship !!, jk is SUCHHH a goner, he comes on her ass, aftercare, praises; so many emotions; lmk if i forgot smth! ➳ wc: 22.7k ➳ a/n: here we gooo !! @missgeniality​​ & @voiceswithoutlips​​ my angel betas, as usual, i’d be lost without you 😔  i’m really happy with how this one came out, so i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did writing it !! as always, don’t forget to drop a message in my inbox – it makes my day <33

➳ listen to the SBW playlist for the full experience 💙  

TAGLIST | MASTERLIST | WIPs 

There is a long lost beach somewhere at the end of the world.

It belongs to a blooming, floating island, pleasant and hot. Wildlife chirps hidden behind trees, calm and welcoming. There are waterfalls that must be somewhere in the middle of the island – you’re not quite certain anymore, since your memory of the place has weakened over time.

You do remember the sun that descended there, though – you always used to say it wasn’t the same as the one you admired at home, watching from your garden.

Jungkook would always reprimand you, tut at you, throw tiny little shells at your bare thighs until you, furied and irritated, abandoned him at the beach. He would stay there until the moon rose from the east, and you would watch him from afar.

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ThIs wAS sO kAyOOt!!!

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: fluffy fluff ⇢ wordcount: 3.5k ⇢ A/N: IM SORRY THIS TOOK AGES ILY TY FOR SENDING THIS IN AHAJAJAJ and i think i kinda strayed away from the request but kinda not ??? lemme know what you think pls :’)

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the swimming lessons

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❧ pairing⟶  jungkook/reader

❧ genre⟶  swimminginstructor!jungkook , fluff, a bit of comedy? head canon/bullet points 

❧ rating⟶ e for everyone??? none??? idk how ratings work lol i just know that m = the dirty, which this story has none of

❧ word count ⟶ 5,000 

❧ summary ⟶  accidental swimming lessons with jungkook were definitely worth the money 

❧ a/n ⟶ i literally dreamt something similar to this in like january and told myself i'd write about it when i had the time so hear i am :)) this goes out to all my folks who can’t swim !! i'm on the same boat with you , get it?  cause we can’t swim ... ok anyways ... enjoy ! (note: i have not proofread this yet so sorry for any mistakes!! ill get to it soon !! ) 

“hello, welcome to lucky duck swim school, how can i help you?” the receptionist, who was loudly chewing her gum, sounded more like an automated voice message than a person...

see today was your first official swimming lesson

yay!! 

how fun!! ...

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totally not embarrassing for someone your age !!!

honestly, it wasn't your fault you didn’t have any family members or friends with a big pool you could learn in growing up 

and by the time you did, you were too much of in an awkward phase to be properly taught

aka your body absolutely refusing to float on its own anymore

but after several trips to the beach with friends and attending different pool parties, you were tired of being made fun of !! 

no longer would you remain at 5 feet and under !!! not on your watch ! 

and so here you were, ready to start your journey into the world of swimming :)) 

“hi i um have a swimming lesson at 3 with um ... i believer her name was um—” 

hmmm what was her name ??? jennie??? no, maybe it was aaliyah ??? no that wasn’t it.... 

the receptionist taps on her keyboard buttons, her long nails making a noise 

pop, her bubblegum goes 

“jungkook” 

“yeah jungkook” you mindlessly say. 

wait 

WAIIITT

jungkook????

ummmmm 

that was not the game given to you by the last receptionist 

jungkook is a boy’s name !!! 

you didn’t want a boy instructor !!! 

not with the way you were looking 

“i um—i had asked for a girl instructor—” you awkwardly mention 

she rolls her eyes

um RUDE 

she continues clacking with her keyboard, looking for god knows what 

she sighs 

“there’s no slots with female instructors available for today, nor for the rest of the month, the earliest i can probably squeeze you in by is july.” she bluntly states. 

JULY??? 

july was when you needed to already know how to swim !!

that’s the peak of summer ! 

there was no point in knowing during winter or any other season besides summer for that matter 

and you were not going to get made of by your friends this year

no no NO

“soo do i reschedule you or.....” 

you sigh 

“no ill take it” you pout, resembling a child. 

“it it makes you feel any better, jungkook’s our best instructor, most popular too” 

wink 

oh yeah that makes you feel so much better 

>:( 

you were going to make a complete fool out of yourself in front of the so called “best instructor” 

“well go get yourself washed up, get into the pool, and jungkook will be with you shortly” she smiles, her attitude now changing now that (what looked to be a supervisor) was passing by. 

what a bi—

flip flop. flip flop. flip flop. 

your sandles press onto the water on the floor of the girls locker room, a grouchy look now on your face 

this wasn't fair 

you made an appointment with a female instructor!! 

you didn’t care if he was the best instructor or the most popular ...

squeeaaakkk , you twist the rusty shower handle

...because now you were you were going to be judged for your lack of skills 

not that you had any to begin with, but still! 

god, you sounded like such a karen ... 

it’s just ...

a guy instructor ??? 

really??? 

you understood that this wasn’t elementary school anymore and boys certainly didn’t have cooties anymore but like :// 

no no, you had to give this jungkook guy the benefit of the doubt

if he was one of the best, it was clearly because he was professional and good at what he does 

putting your worries to rest, you turn off the shower 

this was going to be fine

just fine 

clearly your worries were not put to rest 

just a temporary halt 

:) 

pat. pat. pat. 

okay let’s get it ! 

making your way out to the pool, you dip your foot in 

ooooo 

cold

VERY cold indeed 

1 ...2...

you dip your whole leg in, quickly using the momentum to place your whole body in 

“5 feet and below ... you’re my bitch !!” you think to yourself 

your hand still clearly gripping onto the ledge, still afraid of accidentally reaching 6ft

.... now to wait 

“megan seems to have fractured her leg last weekend on a rollerskating day gone bad, so you’ll be taking up her appointments for the next month of two until she’s cleared for work” 

huh ???

“but—” 

“also she, well now you i guess, have a lesson to teach at..” 

jungkook’s supervisor looks down at his watch 

“oh i guess in 30 minutes, could’ve sworn it was at 4..” he mumbles that last part to himself

30 minutes?! 

“don’t worry i’ll up your pay for the remaining time that she gets better” 

he winks ;) making a clicking noise with his mouth before leaving the staff room 

jungkook sighs 

today was supposed to be an easy day :/ 

a simple cleaning of the pool along with a couple of measly hours of being the lifeguard and that would’ve been it but noooo 

he just had to be the highest rated swimming instructor on the company website 

he couldn’t complain though, sometimes it was fun reading the reviews past students left, even if sometimes they were a little too...

whats the word...

provocative? 

it often made him wonder if he was in fact an actual good swimming instructor or if the high highly rated reviews were for other reasons.... 

honestly it’d be dumb of him not to acknowledge the amount of googly eyes he’d get ranging from the mother’s of his younger students to his actual adult students (female and male) 

he just liked to think that didn’t come into play when they wrote their reviews 

hehe 

changing into his black fitted rash guard, he glanced at megan’s schedule 

name : y/n 

age: 23 grown

swimming level: beginner  aka noob. 

he chuckles to himself 

well won’t this be fun 

he couldn’t lie beginner adult swimmers were always a spectacle to watch 

they almost reminded him of baby ducks learning how to swim 

only that they’d verbally curse their frustrations here and there 

quickly showering, he begins to make his way to the pool 

hmm, he wonders..

what should he eat after today’s lesson? 

a bacon cheese burger sounded really good 

maybe even grab himself some birria tacos from that new restaurant that just opened near his apartment 

hmm no he had to start spending less on takeout 

sigh 

looks like it’d be rame—

woah 

as corny as it sounded, he could’ve sworn he felt his heart skip a beat 

because whoever it was in that pool was pretty, like really pretty 

hOly ????? 

wowzers 

you couldn’t be y/n ... could you?!?!?! 

you were the only person who looked 23 years of age in the pool ...

ermmmmmm 

mayday mayday 

jungkook.exe has STOPPED WORKING  

whoever this jungkook person was, sure was taking their time 

deciding to have some fun before your lesson, you begin to gently play with the water 

swish. swoosh , the water goes 

soon you’d be well on your way to becoming the next michael phelps 

hehe 

maybe with time you’d even be able to a somersault in the water like your friend always—

“y/n?” a voice from behind says your name

ah finally 

taking in a deep breath, you turn your attention to the so called “best swimming instructor” 

OH.

MY .

GOD. 

WHAT ?????? 

this man looked like he came straight out of GQ magazine !!!! 

this HAD to be some mistake , there was just no way ... 

your cheeks feel as if they were burning up 

probably because they quite literally were 

there was no way you’d be able to come here every saturday for the next month, not without fawning for this dude every single minute 

“u-um” 

of course you were a stuttering mess

of FuCkiNg course 

“that’s me” 

cue the awkward smile 

:) 

“be professional” jungkook tells himself

at the end of the day, you were his student 

any crush on you would just have to wait until of course ... you were no longer his student 

for now the only goal was : teach you how to swim 

the next one down the list being : to take you out on a date ! 

he offers you a handshake 

wow he had a strong grip 

“i’m jungkook, i’ll be your swimming instructor for the next month” 

he flashes you his all too famous smile

there was just no way this man was real

just nO wAy 

“um..” 

crap, you were still holding his hand! 

idiot, idiot, idiot ! 

“sorry” you awkwardly laugh 

ha ha ha 

so funny 

:/ 

god did you just want to hide to disappear 

“it’s fine” he laughs 

even his laugh was attractive :( 

ugh 

“so y/n, before we begin with anything, i think it’s important to review about what kind of things you already know and what you don’t” 

oh right ... 

for a moment you had COMPLETELY forgotten you were here for swimming lessons 

how embarrassing 

“oh um..” 

um, um , um. 

IS THAT ALL YOU KNEW HOW TO SAY???? 

“so like floating, holding your breath underwater, pushing, gliding, arm movement, that kind of stuff,” he explains 

you knew a cool trick to make it look like you were water bending :D 

of course you weren’t going to admit that here 

silently you nod your head no 

he gives you a reassuring smile, sensing your timidness 

“that’s fine, only more for us—” he corrects himself, “for you to learn,” he laughs 

hey you weren’t complaining 

;) 

“so i personally always like to start off with teaching my students how to float. as long as we get that down then you’ll have no problem learning the rest” 

gosh his smile was so infectious 

shaking your head, you reminded yourself that this was your teacher 

+ you paid 300 bucks for these classes, so you couldn’t afford to be giving him the googly eyes all day 

you were so cute :( 

jungkook couldn’t help but find you so endearing 

the color of your swimming goggles even matched your swim suit :(( 

so cute ! 

“okay so the first thing i want you to practice is going underwater for a couple of seconds, just so you get used it,” he instructs, “i’ll demonstrate” 

taking in a deep breath, he goes down under 

1...2...3 

he’s back up 

pausing for about another three seconds, he takes in another deep breath of air before going back under 

1...2....3...4....5

he repeats the same thing over and over, until the max count becomes 20. 

“use my finger as your reference of when to go up, but come up for air whenever you feel like you need to. it’s important to go at your own pace, so don’t feel pressured to get it the first try” 

no pressure at all 

okay 

“you ready?” 

you nod your head 

“okay, deep breath in”

you sink your head underwater, mentally counting the three seconds before going back up 

“good job,” he gives you a high five, and you almost feel like a schoolgirl, “now let’s try to five seconds” 

woo!!! 5 seconds here you come !! 

taking in a deep breath you go down under again 

1....2.....3....4...5

easy peasy ... LEMON SQUEEZY 

“okay now to ten” 

1.....2......3......4.....5......6....7

umm

now why were these seconds going by slow all of a sudden? 

sucking it up you manage to make it to 10, but not without being out of breath 

“you okay?” he’s quick to ask 

yup, totally fine ! 

you definitely didn’t see the gates of heaven for a quick moment :D 

nodding your head, you enthusiastically say, “let’s go for 15″ 

he smiles at your enthusiasm

ahh so cute 

“1....2.....3......4......5.......6......7......8......9.....10.....11.....12....13...

nope nope nope

you were not going to make it to 15 

immediately you make your way back to the surface, trying to catch your breath 

“hey you did amazing,” he immediately reassures you, “remember as long your going your own pace then you’re doing just fine” 

<3 

well doesn’t that make you feel better 

you wonder if he’s this kind to all his students 

besides the most obvious reason, there was no question as to why he was the “most popular” instructor 

and to think you had been complaining earlier !! 

and soon you’re back underwater, going at your own pace until finallyyyy you’re able to make the 20 second count 

“nice !!” he genuinely celebrates with you, making you feel completely proud for yourself 

“okay now that we have that done, we can move onto learning how to float facing both front and back” 

ohhhhh

he was just thinking ahead 

cool :o 

“so what i want you do is first relax,” he laughs, gently pushing your stiff shoulders down 

as if your blush couldn’t get any deeper 

“now my personal belief is that all humans can naturally float, just that for others, it takes a bit of a push to get them at that state,” he begins to explain 

others meaning people like um you 

“the key to floating is to relax” 

oh you’ve heard that before

many MANY times and each time you’ve tried to so called “relax” you just end up sinking 

“the moment you fight or stress for even a tiny bit, you will sink. now i know what you’re thinking, ive heard that before” 

damn 

he was good 

“but sadly it’s true, until you learn to relax then you’ll be able to swim” 

you sigh 

this was where it became hard 

you were the queen of stress 

you and stress went hand in hand almost like a married couple 

it was just that deep water was scary !! very very scary !! 

the amount of horror stories you’d seen on tiktok was enough for you to know, ocean = scary 

“so here’s what i need you to do, i need you to place your arms on top of the water like as if you’re going to fly” 

you follow his commands 

he separates your arms, which had been too close together, giving them a small rub 

“remember you need to relax y/n,” he chuckles, feeling the tension in your arms

“relax, i need to relax,” you repeat 

“okay now right now when i tell you, you’re gonna take a deep breath in and look down, from there you’re gonna let you body move forward. so remember you’re not gonna jump, you’re just gonna let your body glide forward and float. almost as if you’re flying to me,” he explains 

mm it was easier said than done  

“you ready?” 

“okay deep breath in” 

you inhale a deep breath in 

“look down” 

you do that as well 

“and let go” 

slowly your body begins to rise on its own 

oh my god !!!!! 

you were about to float!!!!! 

the day has come !!!

no more staying at 5 feet and under 

you were ready to hang with the big kids :D 

but as quick as the momentum came, the faster it left because soon you felt yourself sinking, the breathing exercise jungkook had made you do now coming in handy 

no!!!! 

you almost had it :( 

it was right in your grasp, only to have it snatched away 

not wanting to offend you, jungkook keeps his giggles to himself 

“hey at least you almost had it,” he comforts you, “let’s just try again” 

you sigh, now letting your doubts creep in 

because of this, this time your body almost immediately sank this time

he frowns 

you were losing confidence :/ 

“come on i’ll help you” 

grabbing your hands, he signals for you to follow his breathing pattern

“deep breath in” 

“deep breath out” 

god, was his voice soothing 

“i need you to relax y/n, let everything go” 

a soft feeling of relaxation washes over you, similar to that feeling you’d get when you were on the verge of sleeping

“i’m gonna let you go at the count of three, and then you’re going to float, okay?” 

silently you nod, knowing that speaking would only cause you to tense up again 

“1...2....” 

he lets go, and soon you’re floating, just like he said you would 

you hold your breathe for a good while before standing back up, a huge smile on your face 

“holy shit! i did it!!” 

he gives you high five with both of his hands, for a second holding them before letting go 

“now let’s try floating on your back” 

he notices that there’s now a fire in your eyes that wasn’t there before

clearly you were now more determined to learn, excited too

preparing yourself to float once more, you realize you were missing something.... 

“jungkook...” 

he tilts his head, confused by the faint blush on your cheeks 

“do you think you can um—” 

now it was his turn to blush 

“o-oh yeah” 

what was his problem??? 

you were a student asking for help 

that was all ...

point blank. 

he helps you get on your back, his hand placed under your back as a way to keep you up 

“1....2....” 

you float easily again!! 

“nice!!” he smiles 

summer, here you come !! 

“okay so we’re gonna keep practicing that for the remaining time that we have and next week i’ll start teaching you about stroke techniques and which ones are easiest to do” 

nodding your head, you practice your floating by the end of the hour  having it practically mastered 

the two of you get out of the pool, now drying off 

“you’re a really fast learner y/n,” he compliments you 

hehe 

you mean, you didn’t wanna brag butttt 

you were a fast learner indeed 

“thank you,” you say in return, “but that’s only because you’re a great teacher” 

woah 

did you really say that :o 

aren’t you feeling a little bold today y/n  

his blush returns for the second time today

well technically you weren’t in class anymore ... 

a little flirting wouldn’t hurt right? 

if only he knew what to say .... 

hmmmm 

“well at least you won't ever drown!” 

HUH???????

jungkook, you idiot !!!!! 

someone needed to smack him straight in the face for that ! 

at least you won’t drown????

no fucking shit 

well there goes his chances with you now going down the drain 

but to his surprise, you laugh 

“you’re right, i won’t,” you say in return, “well i’ll see you next weekend jungkook” 

you flash him a smile, and he was certain he felt butterflies in his stomach 

walking into the girl’s locker room, you let out a sigh of relief

wheeeeew ! 

faking confidence was hard ! 

very VERY hard 

“so today you’re going to learn how to stroke so you can officially be called someone who knows how to swim, next week you’ll learn to tread water and continue perfecting your swimming, and then the final week i’ll teach you some fun extra things” 

“sounds good,” you say, definitely excited to learn more. 

“okay so now that you know how to float, right now when you float facing downward, you’re going to pull against the current with your arms, alternating each one. now the tricky part is that while you do that, you also have to paddle your legs a little and come up for air when you need to, and when you’re back in the water you should slowly be exhaling bubbles of air rather than holding your breath” 

well that sounded hard :/ 

“let me give you a demonstration,” jungkook says

he’s quick to float facing downward, showing you the maneuver he wanted you to learn while coming up for air every five seconds

thought it was a little childish, he somehow still looked good doing it 

he truly was blessed with the looks of a god 

he comes out the water

“okay now your turn” 

you nod your head, that determined look you had on your face last week now returning 

following his example, you begin your attempt at paddling and stroking your arms at the same time

SPLASH! SPLASH! SPLASH! 

immediately you begin to panic and water begins to splash everywhere, including on jungkook 

noticing your panicked state, jungkook is quick to grab you and place you back on your feet 

“hey hey, i got you,” he comforts you, not wanting you to feel discouraged 

you sigh 

:/ 

well that was embarrassing 

“remember y/n you have to learn to coordinate everything, so think of it this way. your legs have to always be paddling, it’s the arm and coming up for air that switch roles. when you come up for air, it’s only your legs paddling, while when you’re head is back underwater it’s both your legs and arms paddling. once you get that pattern, the bubbling will come naturally” 

you make an ohhhhh face

you could do that ! 

“remember what i told you last weekend y/n, you need to relax and be comfortable so you can build confidence. there’s no need to panic because i’m here,” he smiles at you 

gosh this just wasn't fair >:( 

cute and charming ???? 

this boy really had it all 

not wanting to disappoint, you try one more time, failing once again 

now you were frustrated :/ 

“damn it,” you mumble to yourself, a sadness to your voice

jungkook feels his heart swell 

he didn’t like seeing you sad :( 

but doggy paddling was the most basic technique he could teach you so he couldn’t really cheer you up by offering a different technique 

you needed to learn to doggy paddle before you could move on to the more bigger strokes

damn it ://  

“hey don’t feel bad about not getting right away,” he gives you a small smile, “i remember when i first started learning it took me forever to even learn how float, so the fact that you’re already at this point is enough of an accomplishment” 

well that makes you feel little better ... 

“but you were probably a kid, im ...” 

old , is what you want to say 

figuring what you were gonna say, he only laughs 

“who said i was a kid? i was probably like 19″ 

whaaaaaattttt! 

assuming he was your age (which he was), you do the quick maths in your head 

that was like .... 4 years ago ! 

how the hell did he get so good in such little time???? enough to be teaching courses ??? 

“not knowing how to swim is nothing to be embarrassed about y/n, if anything it takes a lot of courage to even sign up for a class so don’t beat yourself up too much for not getting it right away” 

he ruffles your wet hair, a small affectionate gesture 

you didn’t know how it was possible but you were falling for this man and QUICKLY at that 

he was just so ??$%@^! 

UGHHHH

“so let’s try one more time, and if you still can’t get it then we’ll push it to next week, a free extra lesson on me” 

eeeeek 

though the temptation to purposely fails was very intriguing indeed, you still had to try for the sake of it 

if you got it, you got it, and if you didn't well .... 

an extra week with jungkook it was :D 

“you ready?” 

you nod your head 

“1...2...” 

you float and begin to paddle, this time actually getting the hang of it !!!

you hear jungkook’s muffled voice from above the surface, “there you go!!” 

holy shit ! 

you officially knew how to swim !!! 

at least enough to save your own life if push came to shove 

once you were out of breath, you stand back up, a grin on both of your faces 

for jungkook it was hard not to tackle you in excitement so instead he settled for a very enthusiastic high five 

“you did it!” he cheers 

“ahhh!” you giggle like a child 

“from here on out, the rest is a piece of cake!” 

yay yay yay !!! 

“now let’s start working on deeper strokes, maybe we’ll even have time to throw in backstrokes!”

:////

noticing your changed expression, he awkwardly laughs while scratching his neck 

“or maybe not” 

this week was the final week of swimming lesson with jungkook

:(( 

last week’s lesson of treading water and perfecting your swim seemed to had gone by in literally the blink of an eye ! 

and so today was possible the last time you’d see jungkook unless you managed to grow the balls and ask him out once that clock hit 4, once you were no longer his “student"

by now you were 100% sure you liked the dude... like a lot 

and he was definitely someone you wanted to get to know outside of this pool 

you just weren’t sure if he liked you the same way 

you mean yeah there were definitely times that had you raising an eyebrow here and there, but you always excused it as him simply being a kind hearted person by nature 

because clearly his five star rating on the company’s website had to come from somewhere 

not that you checked or anything....

who were you kidding 

yes you did

your favorite review was the one that went..

“wow!! this dude is amazing !! came here for beginner lessons and even i found myself fawning for the dude , and i don’t even play for that side of the team !! not only were his lessons thorough, but he’s a very charming person ! 10/10 recommend!” 

and so you were stuck 

did he liked you or was he just treating you like he treated everyone?? 

“ahh y/n,” jungkook’s voice suddenly brings you back to reality 

“today’s our final lesson!” he announces, not sounding too sad

in fact he sounded excited  

damn :/ 

he playfully jumps into the pool, today being his so called “fun day” 

“so since today’s your last lesson i thought i could teach you how to do a.....” 

he pauses for dramatic purposes 

“SOmERSAuLT!!”

immediately your eyes light up 

ahhhhhHHHH!!!! 

you always wanted to learn how to do a somersault in water, remembering the number of times you’d look at your friend in jealousy whenever she did one 

“you ready??” 

eagerly you nod your head yes

“okay so the steps to doing a summersault is first of course, you need to take a deep breath” 

okayyyy 

“from there you tuck your chin to your chest, next you do the moment of the somersault by swinging your chest forward and gently kicking out your legs, so basically forming a ball and then kicking out.  naturally, if you have enough momentum, you’ll spin, but if you don’t just use your arms to complete it” 

“think you can give me a demonstration?” you innocently ask 

he winks at you, “of course i can” 

taking in a deep breath, he follows his own instructions, and you watch he perfectly executes his somersault 

“woahhh, that was so cool!” you say, even now finding the trick to be amazing 

“now i dont expect you to get it right away, so right now that you try i’m going tog hide you thought the movement so you get the gist of it” 

sounds fair enough 

you weren’t trying to drown on your last day either 

“okay, you ready?” 

“yes” 

“let’s get it!” 

taking a deep breath in, you feel jungkook’s hand get placed on your back, ready to push you so you could do the somersault 

“1...2...” 

and slowly you feel yourself spin with the help of jungkook, a smile already forming on your face 

“ahhh!” you smile big and wide, causing Jungkook to smile along with you 

“you think you’re ready to try it on your own???” 

“yes sir” 

“okay 1....2....” 

mustering up as much as force you possible could, you push yourself into ball and successfully do the somersault 

YUPPPPP 

WHOSE DOING IT LIKE YOU???!$%@$!

feeling an immediate rush of adrenaline, you begin to splash water all over once you come back up for air, declaring an all out water fight with jungkook 

soon the two of you are chasing one another, you now using your new swimming abilities to get away 

hehe 

you’re a swimmer 

:D 

the sound of jungkook’s infectious laughter fill the air and soon you feel him grab your waist at an attempt to stop you 

“gotcha” he says, and he turns you around to face him 

slowly each other’s heavy breathing becomes relaxed, and it’s as if you’ve felt a shift occur in what you considered your new “friendship” 

“so....” he awkwardly says, hands still wrapped around your waist 

his was was RED

like cherry tomatoes red 

this only makes you giggle 

if you had doubts before, you DEFINITELY didn’t have em anymore 

he liked you :)))) 

and you liked him :)))) 

and in ten minutes you were officially no longer his student so......

“there’s this new restaurant that opened near my place....” you say 

immediately his eyes light up 

“cancun eats?” 

you nod your head and he gives you a toothy grin 

“i was wondering if you’d want to go out some time...” you muster up the courage to ask him out 

%^@%!@&!@^&@%! = jungkook’s brain 

holy crap !!! 

you liked him!!! 

he wasn’t just delusional !!! 

“hello?? jungkook??” you laugh, waving a hand in front of his face for jungkook.exe had truly stopped working this time 

nodding his head yes like a child,  the two of you being to lean closer to another, the clear goal in mind being each other’s lips

because honestly you’d come this far now, might as well give him a .... 

“wait!” he suddenly interrupts  he glances at the digital clock on the wall, remembering your final lesson officially ends at 4

because no way in hell was he going to get fired for kissing a student on the clock 

3:59 

.....

4:00 

“okay now,” he smiles, and you only roll your eyes, happy to have taken up on those swimming lessons. 

a/n : i was gonna make this longer but this was always meant to be a small little head canon so :))) pls give this a like, comment, or a reblog if you enjoyed it !! (if u can of course) and my ask box is always open for whatever !! :)) see yall next time 💞

You Who... [M] (ft. Jeongguk)

Drabble Game Prompt 96. “Here, let me.” with badboy/jock!jeongguk

→ badboy football jk (warning: overstimulation, cumplay, fluff, and fuckingjeonjungkook) → 1.4k words prequel part 01 | 02

A/N: i have no idea where this came from, my hand sort of slipped, jfc what have i done 

UPDATE: added the highly-requested prequel as a thank you for 1k+ notes :) make sure to check out Give and Take! It’s a similar AU to this one! 

“There you go, yes, you can do it babe,” Jeongguk encourages, as you bite down on your lip.  

He grins up at you as you move your hips slowly against his, finding the way you squeeze your eyes shut tightly the cutest thing ever. 

“J-jeongguk I-I can’t–” you stutter, arms clutching at his bare shoulders as your movements stutter and begin to slow down. But you whimper instead at the loss of friction between your legs and begin to cry tears of frustration as you don’t know whether to continue grinding against him and chase after another orgasm or to stop completely. 

He just laughs huskily from beneath you, and wipes a tear from your cheek and presses a quick peck to your chin as you make up your mind and your movements continue. His head dips down to press open-mouthed kisses against your collarbone, painting the skin there in blossoms of red and pink. “Shh,” he grates against your neck, a gentle hand coming up to stroke down your spine and settling on the curve of your hip to firmly help guide you up and down his cock. “you got this.” 

He’s in awe as he watches you desperately move against him, your soft breasts and nipples brushing up against his hard chest and melting him on the spot. It’s been years since he’s met you and only a few months since the both of you finally started having sex, but he’s secretly delighted at how sensitive you are and how desperate you are to pleasure the both of you. He wants to spread you out and fuck you with his fingers and tongue and make you cum over and over until you’re screaming hoarsely or tie you down onto the bed and tease you for hours until you’re begging for him, but he smiles as he relishes in actually convincing you to top him for once. 

Cause this time he’s being a little selfish and pushing the boundaries on how far he can take you because he’s currently coaxing your through your third orgasm and is harder than he’s ever been in his life as he watches you in tears because you’re desperate to reach the peak once again. 

You muffle your cries in in his neck and thread your fingers in his hair as you feel the wave approaching again. “Jeongguk, ‘m gonna come,” you murmur breathlessly, making his dick clench at how fucking submissive you sound to him right now. He whispers sooth encouragements into your ear and moves his hips up to meet yours just right and grazes the spot inside of you that has you cringing and sighing into his neck as he grunts when you clamp down on him and bite gently into his shoulder to muffle your cries. 

The orgasm is stronger than the last two he brought you to with his fingers and his mouth, respectively, as the feeling of his skin beneath your fingertips and the sheer rawness of his length brushing your walls makes you clamp down on his girth harder than you’ve ever come before. You cry out and clench your teeth and you’re going through your third intense wave of your orgasm when suddenly he flips the both of you over and pins your hips to his bed and begins to pound into you desperately.

His voice is strained and his hairline slick with sweat as he props himself up above you and glares determinedly into your face thats scrunched up in pleasure, moving his hips against you until he reaches his own peak. You feel his dick twitch once before he’s letting out a loud groan and a strangled cry of your name before his chest pulses for a moment and then he slumps down onto you. 

The both of you are spent and you’re still crying from the overwhelming feeling of being coaxed through three orgasms, with the third being the most intense you’ve ever felt in your life, and your chest heaves from the effort it took. Jeongguk is no better, as he pulls out of you with a groan and kneels between your legs. 

Taking advantage of your slumped and exhausted state, he pushes up a thigh and leans down a bit to see how his cum leaks out of your slit and grasps his cock that hasn’t softened yet with a groan. He gently holds the base of his sensitive member and collects the cum that’s already oozed out onto your thigh with his tip before pushing it back into you. 

You let out a strangled cry, a hand coming up to your mouth so you can muffle your cries, and another desperately clutching onto the wrist holding onto your thigh. He pauses, glancing up at your expression and waiting for you to push him away, but a slight movement of your wrist draws your thigh higher up and his hips a bit closer to you. Grinning, he grasps his softening cock once again and drags his tip from your upper thigh back into your slit, massaging his own cum into your center. 

When he’s completely limp and cringing himself from the overstimulation of pushing himself back into your pussy, he drops your thigh and climbs back up, whispering sweet things into your ear. 

“Baby, you were so good,” he coos, smoothing back your hair and wiping leftover tears. “You deserved that, you were so hot. Here, let me,” he gets a warm towel from the restroom and wipes down your thighs and core before dressing you in his t-shirt (a sight which he’ll never admit he absolutely loves) and pulling on a pair of boxers before climbing into bed with you and pulling you into his chest.

“I loved it.” 

You hiccup, breath short from the sensitivity but also from your tears. “You did?” 

And he thinks its the damned cutest thing ever, how even if you were an innocent girl he’d never thought he’d date, you suddenly turned into a sex starved shyer version of yourself because of him, and then returned back to the sweet blushing one he’d fallen in love with even after hours of rough sex and the dirtiest things. It absolutely fucking thrills him and makes his dick so hard whenever he brings you to too many orgasms, when you reach the point where you dont know whether to stop or continue, or to cry or kiss him. He’s had his fair share of flings and sexcapades, but he knows that the only girl who’s ever made him so whipped, the only girl who’s gotten Jeon Jeongguk wrapped around her tiny little finger, is you. 

You who he began to tease and flirt with as a joke, but ended up falling so damn hard for you after just a partner project where you ended up sympathizing with him and treating him like a real fucking human being, and not the football athlete that everyone worshipped and expected so much out of. You who always looked at him, past his body and face and extracurriculars, and into his soul and really truly understood who he was at the core. You who drunkenly kissed him one night underneath the stars and you who’s cheeks went furiously red when he kissed you again in front of the entire school. You who weren’t afraid of telling him when he was being too cocky or just a dick, and made sure to keep him in check, to the point that his teammates were commenting on what a kind softie he was becoming. 

And finally, you who he found himself hopelessly irrevocably in love with. 

And he looks down at you, with your bare face that’s not really anything special. Eyes, nose, and lips that are average, hair that’s common, and a body that others will say they’ve seen better. But its the way you look at him with your eyes that makes him love you. The way you press your nose against his neck when you cuddle with him and the way you shyly move your soft lips against him when you kiss him goodbye. It’s the way your hair feels like absolute silk underneath his fingers when he runs his hands through them when you’re asleep, and the way your entire body literally lights up and bends at his will and his only. 

Those are the things, amongst many, that made the high and mighty bad boy Jeon Jeongguk fall in love with you. 

So he cups your face and smiles as he pecks against your lips, peppering your face with them until you giggle and shriek against his attack. Laughing, he draws you close. 

“I did, because I fucking love you.”

Prequel: 01 & 02 [fin], Give and Take[M]

STARBOY | JJK

PAIRING: Boyfriend!Jungkook x reader

RATING/GENRE: 18+, college AU, Established relationship, smut, angstt, fluff

WC: 20k

WARNINGS: a cringy nickname, sorry, not sorry, babes, manhandling, multiple orgasms, forced orgasm, unprotected sex, jk is kinda toxic but he's working on it, make up sex, JEALOUSY, Jisung is kinda toxic too, Jennie being iconic, talk about potential cheating, Oc finally setting boundaries (as she should)

SYNOPSIS: Jisung still has feelings for you, even though he'll never admit it. So when he starts dating someone who looks way too much like you, and then shows up unannounced on the same day that Jungkook does, well, let's just say Jungkook is done playing games.

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AN: This was a bit challenging to write. It's okay though, we all have those moments of struggle. Just a quick note, the angst in this one definitely sets a darker tone for their relationship. So, it might not be all sunshine and rainbows from here on out, but that's what makes it interesting, right?

"Look what you've done"

"I'm a motherfuckin' starboy"

Jungkook was good at sex. We're talking 3 orgasms minimum by just foreplay. The guy could fuck you into the next day and after he'd even have stamina for another round.

But he was more than just that.

The way his lips parted as he moved in a sensual rhythm was downright mesmerizing.

You couldn't help but get lost in the moment everytime he explored every inch of your body with a passion and intensity that left you breathless. The chemistry between the two of you was undeniable, and you knew that this was it, Jungkook was it for you.

Now, when we talk about Jungkook, it's not just about his charm and good looks, but also the way he carries himself in all situations. His presence is so reassuring that you instantly feel at ease around him. Whether you are in a crowded room or a quiet coffee shop, Jungkook has a way of making you feel comfortable and taken care of.

It's not just a physical attraction, but a deeper emotional connection that he creates with you every time your eyes meet.

The current situation, though..., yeah, it's a bad example of your relationship, and it is difficult to imagine things getting any worse than they are right now.

“You're blowing this way out of proportion. That was from 4 months ago! Jisung told me he's moved on from that incident and he's even dating a girl now,” you say as you turn to scowl at him, hastily pacing around your apartment.

“I don't understand why you're making such a big deal out of this,” you finish with a huff, deciding to lean against the kitchen counter and cross your arms.

Jungkook, clad in a black leather jacket and baggy jeans, fidgets with the silver hoop piercing his lower lip, his eyes scanning your face with a hint of amusement. After a brief moment of observation, he finally opens his mouth to respond to you.

His frustration was palpable, his voice rising with a mix of anger and desperation. "He's sending you shirtless photos of himself! How can you say this is nothing?" he repeated, emphasizing each word as if trying to drive home a point. For him, it was clear that this sort of behaviour was unacceptable, especially from someone who wasn't him.

He had always been a protective boyfriend, but in situations like these, his jealousy often got the best of him. And yet, despite his anger, a small part of him couldn't help but wonder if he was in the wrong, if maybe his protective instincts were causing him to see things that weren't there.

Rolling your eyes, you take a deep breath to calm your rising irritation.

“He was just showing off the new tattoo he got on his chest. There's nothing for you to worry about. Jisung and I are just friends, and you getting jealous over nothing is really annoying.”

You push off from the counter, the cool marble sending shivers down your arms, and stride over to Jungkook, your heart racing with anticipation. As you approach him, you can feel your palms start to sweat, and you take a deep breath to steady yourself. You place your hands on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through his shirt, as you peer up at him imploringly.

You can see the indecision in his eyes, but you know that you need to convince him. You start to speak, your words tumbling out in a rush. “Please stop worrying over this. You know you're the only one for me.”

You can see the emotions playing across his face, and you know that you are getting through to him. Finally, he nods, and you feel a surge of relief and joy flood through you.

At your words, the tension seems to seep out of Jungkoon's shoulders. He pulls you into his embrace, resting his chin on the top of your head.

“I'm sorry. I just don't want to lose you.” His words are muffled but you can hear the hint of vulnerability in his tone. Your heart softens, and you wrap your arms around his waist.

“You won't lose me. I'm yours, and yours alone.”

Jungkook's words were laden with a sense of defeat as he spoke, "I know that." He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the thoughts that plagued him. He clenched his fists, his frustration obvious. "But how can I not be jealous when he literally told you he loved you just a few months back?"

It's understandable that Jungkook feels this way. After all, romantic feelings are complicated, and it can be difficult to control emotions, especially when one's heart is on the line.

You bury your head in his neck, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. As he hums, you can't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over you. His arm reaches around your waist, holding you close, and you can feel your heart rate slow down. You find yourself wishing that you could stay in this moment forever.

You whisper to him, "I'm never gonna leave you," and you can feel him smile against your skin. "Never," he responds.

"What's up fuckers?" Taehyung singsang as he enters Jungkook's apartment, separating the both of you as you stare at him. You were surprised to see Taehyung there, as you had not seen him in days.

"How did you-" you start, turning to look at Jungkook in question. Jungkook just sighs and looks at Taehyung deadly in the eyes. You could tell that Jungkook was upset at the interruption, as the two of you were in the middle of discussing something important.

Taehyung seems to sense the tension and quickly tries to make amends. "Sorry, man. I didn't mean to interrupt anything important. I just wanted to catch up with you guys."

Jungkook's expression softens slightly, but he still seems annoyed. "It's fine, Taehyung. Just give us a few minutes to finish up here."

As Jungkook's arms find your waist, pulling you closer, he gives you a long, passionate kiss. The feeling of his lip piercing against your lips adds an extra thrill.

"Done"

After breaking the kiss, Jungkook turns to grab a drink from the kitchen while you walk over to where Tae is sitting on the couch. You can feel your cheeks flush as you sit down next to him, still feeling the warmth of Jungkook's embrace.

You take the opportunity to ask Taehyung what he's been up to lately. He launches into a long story about his recent trip to Daegu, describing all the things he did there with his family like celebrate his younger brothers brithday. You listen intently, smiling at the older boy.

-

“and then I took her out on a date, you know that sushi place I took you for your birthday” Jisung says over the phone as you work on your chemistry homework, smiling to yourself remembering your 17 birthday party that you celebrated with him. Back then you didn't have many friends, him being the exception.

You and Jisung have been friends since kindergarten, and still, you remember the first day you met him in 2th grade when he offered to help you carry your backpack. Since then, you two have been inseparable. You've shared many experiences together, including your 17th birthday party at the sushi place that Jisung took his date to. It's amazing how time flies, and now Jisung is finally dating someone.

Amidst your chemistry homework, you take a few minutes to chat with Jisung about his date and catch up on each other's lives. You tease him about his imaginary girlfriend from 7th grade, and he laughs it off, happy to finally have someone real in his life.

"Anyway, enough about me," Jisung laughs, settling back against his pillow. "How are you and Jungkook?" he asks, peering at you through the phone screen. You let out a contented sigh at the mention of your boyfriend's name, placing your pen down on the desk beside you.

"We're doing really well," you say, feeling a warm glow spread through you. "In fact, we've been talking about moving in together." You pause, letting the words sink in. "It's a big step, but we're both really excited about it. We've been looking at apartments and trying to figure out what we want in a new place. It's kind of overwhelming, but in a good way... you know?"

Jisung nods approvingly, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I'm really happy to hear that things are coming together for you guys," he says. "It's great to see you guys lile this." You smile back, feeling a sense of pride in your relationship with Jungkook.

You close your notebook and lay down on the bed next to a sleeping Jungkook. "I really appreciate your support, Jisung," you say, feeling a rush of gratitude. "It means a lot to have someone who supports me." With that, you bid Jisung goodbye and promise to talk to him tomorrow, sending him off with a warm "love ya." As you curl up next to Jungkook and drift off to sleep.

After ending the call, Jisung leaned back on his bed and let out a sad sigh. He loves hearing from you, but it's always hard to say goodbye. He couldn't help but feel a bit lonely after the call ended, wishing that you could spend more time together.

Despite the distance, Jisung always tries to make the most out of your conversations, cherishing every moment you get to talk. "I love you too Y/n", he said after ending the call.

"Y/n?" Jungkook's sleepy voice broke the silence as he woke up a little after you climbed into bed with him. You were snuggled up next to him, playing with his hair. "Hm?" You hummed in response, looking into his eyes, which slowly opened to look at you. "I just wanted to say that I love you." he murmured, leaning into your touch.

You smiled back at him, feeling your heart swell with happiness. As you drifted back to sleep, you couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment, knowing that you were loved and cherished by someone as special as Jungkook.

-

“We have to leave in 10 minutes Kook- ah!” You moan as he mercilessly pounds into you, his breath heavy as his lips connect to your neck, leaving bruises all over. Despite your protests, he continues, the lust in his eyes and the strength of his grip on you intensifying. Your mind begins to race with thoughts of the consequences of being late to the apartment tour you had today, but your body betrays you as you become more and more consumed by the pleasure he is giving you.

"It's fine, I know the owner of the place, we're fine if we're late," he groans, landing a slap on your ass as he keeps on fucking you against the shower wall. You feel his hot breath on your neck as he whispers into your ear, "You know, I've been thinking about this all day." He chuckled, "the way your body feels against mine, the way you moan with pleasure, it's like a drug to me. And I can't get enough of it."

You can't help but feel a shiver run down your spine at the intensity of his words. As he pounds into you, you try to keep your thoughts from wandering, but it's no use.

As you find a hold on the wall, feeling his dick filling you up in all the right places, you couldn't help but think of all the times you had been in this exact position. You knew he was big enough to make it hurt a little, but that was just part of the pleasure. And when you finally reached that climax, it was always so good that you couldn't help but moan out loud.

As you moaned out his name and felt your body start to tremble with pleasure, you knew that this was just the beginning.

When you grip onto his hair, you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You moan out his name, and he responds by thrusting harder and faster. Finally, you feel it - that intense rush of pleasure that sends you over the edge. Your body convulses as you come, and he follows soon after, groaning your name as he spills his seed inside of you.

As you both come down from your high, you can't help but smile. This was exactly what you needed - a moment to forget about everything else and just focus on each other.

After a few minutes of kissing, you take a deep breath and say "We need to leave". Grabbing a towel to dry yourself off and head to your closet, you get dressed.

Jungkook, who came over in his own clothes, starts getting dressed too and as he puts on his shirt, he smiles and says "I can't wait until we live together so I won't have to leave clothes at your place anymore". You smile back at him, feeling happy and excited at the thought of sharing your life with him. "Me too"

-

"So the apartment is located on the 20th floor. You can find the elevator directly in the center of the lobby." The saleswoman, likely in her mid-40s, directs her speech primarily towards Jungkook rather than you, as she explains.

She continues, speaking in a familiar tone, "You'll have a stunning view of the city from up here. It's an ideal place to live, especially for someone of your youth." Again, she smiles in a way that seems more like a smirk, gazing at Jungkook - your boyfriend. Her obvious favoritism towards him elicits an annoyed eye roll from you.

You had only ended up being around 10 minutes late to the showing, but in that short time, she has already formed a preference for Jungkook as she speaks to him as if he's the only one possibly buying the apartment.

While her bias is irritating, you remain focused on evaluating the apartment itself. After all, you and Jungkook had agreed to make this decision together based on your shared priorities. Her opinion has no bearing on whether or not this 20th floor unit with its enviable city views is the right choice for the two of you. But it is.

Jungkook gently hums as he wraps his arm around your waist, glancing down at his expensive designer watch before meeting your gaze with a soft smile. "My girlfriend absolutely adores studying by the window, so this place would be perfect for her," Jungkook explains, emphasizing the fact that the two of you were in a relationship, even if it had been obvious right from the start.

"I see," the woman whose name you had forgotten murmurs with a nod, leading the two of you over to the entrance and holding the door open.

You find yourself gazing upon a spacious and charming entrance, decorated with a few silk flowers that give the space a warm and welcoming feel.

“Woah” you gasp in awe, captivated by the bright and warm ambiance of the apartment. “I already adore it,” you exclaim as you turn to face Jungkook, who is still clinging to you affectionately. “You like it?” Jungkook scrunches his nose up, rubbing it against your hair as he lets out a contented sigh.

The woman clears her throat to gain your attention, ushering you further inside as she shows off a spacious and stunning kitchen and living room. You had viewed a couple of apartments prior to this one, but you just knew in your heart that this was the place you were meant to call home.

A wave of excitement washes over you at the prospect of decorating this place and filling it with joy and laughter alongside the love of your life. You spin around to face Jungkook once more, throwing your arms around his neck as you pepper his face with grateful kisses. “It’s perfect,” you whisper against his lips, your heart overflowing with happiness. Jungkook simply smiles into the kiss, holding you closer as the real estate agent looks on with an annoyed expression, undoubtedly wishing she was you. But who could blame her? Jungkook was perfect.

“Great,” she interrupted your blissful moment together, sauntering closer and retrieving some official-looking documents from her folder to hand over to Jungkook, since as the responsible and financially stable one in your relationship, he would be covering the rent payments until you were able to land a steady job that provided a sufficient income.

“You have 30 days to review and sign these,” she stated matter-of-factly, briefly glancing over at you, though your attention was fully captured by the stunning view of the city skyline from the apartment’s large windows.

Jungkook took the papers and nodded, his face betraying no hint of concern over the financial burden and responsibility he was about to shoulder. His expression remained as radiant as always in your presence. For a fleeting moment, you felt a pang of guilt over your current lack of income and financial instability. But Jungkook, perceptive as always, seemed to sense your worries and reached out to gently squeeze your hand, a silent reassurance of his love and support.

Picking up a call, the real estate agent hurriedly explained that she had to leave for another appointment but to just lock up the house when you were done viewing it.

“This is insane,” you muttered against Jungkook’s shoulder, kissing it lightly. “I can’t believe we’re actually...” you paused, struggling to find the right words.

“Becoming real adults?” Jungkook finished your sentence, pulling you into an embrace.

As the reality of it all started to sink in, a mix of emotions flooded over you. Excitement at this next step in our relationship, nervousness about such a huge life decision, but most of all, a deep affection for the man by your side who had been with you through all the ups and downs of the past few months.

“Do you think we’re really ready for this?” you asked softly, your anxiety getting the better of you.

“As ready as we’ll ever be,” he replied, gently squeezing your hip. “We’ve got this, Baby.”

His reassurance calmed your anxiety, and as you wandered through the empty house, you began to picture filling it with memories over time; Movie nights on the couch, lazy Sunday mornings making breakfast at 10—maybe even the pitter-patter of tiny feet someday.

-

“Can you believe we only have a couple months of school left?” Jennie exclaims as she collapses onto your bed, a wide grin spreading across her face.

“I know, it’s crazy to think this is all almost over,” you reply absentmindedly, still focused on reviewing your chemistry notes in preparation for the midterm exam tomorrow.

“We have to plan a massive party for when we’re finally done with this whole degree,” Jennie continues. “Like a whole night of bar-hopping and getting completely smashed. We deserve it after all the hard work we’ve put in over the years.”

Raising a brow, you turn to her. "You mean that I've been putting into it? All you ever did was copy my notes. " You laugh.

Shaking her head and laughing, she nods defeated "whatever you always got free food when we went to lunch together, so it's only fair"

"...so the party?" She asks again, wiggling her brows

You nod in agreement, “Definitely. Let’s plan something big to celebrate us finally earning our degrees. Maybe we can get the group together and rent one of those party buses to take us around the city?”

Jennie’s eyes light up. “Yes, that would be perfect! A night of debauchery with all our friends before we head off into the ‘real world.’ This is going to be iconic!”

Her enthusiasm is contagious, and you can’t help but smile. But for now, you have to focus on the present, like the pile of notes in front of you and the looming midterm that could make or break your chemistry grade this semester. The party can wait, you tell yourself, but it certainly will be a night to remember.

The incessant ringing of your phone shatters your intense concentration as you feel your pen slip from your grasp and clatter onto the table. Glancing down, you notice the caller ID reads "Jungkook" chuckling softly to yourself. You press the green button and put the call on speaker, eager to hear his beautiful voice.

"Babe, what's up?" You ask, leaning back into the plush cushions of the chair.

"Hey prettiest girl in the entire world," he answers without missing a beat, eliciting a laugh from you and an exaggerated gag from Jennie in the background.

Your best friend shakes her head in amusement and mouths "you two are gross" before returning to her phone.

Grinning, you reply, "Aren't you just the sweetest? To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?" You smirk to yourself

Jungkook's honeyed tone flows from the speaker like music to your ears. "Can't I just call to hear the sound of my girlfriend's lovely voice?"

"You're too smooth for your own good," you tease. "But really, what's going on?"

"Well," he begins, a hint of sheepishness seeping into his voice, "The guys and I were wondering if you and Jennie wanted to grab dinner with us tonight?"

Your heart swells at the invitation. It's the little things like this that make you fall even deeper in love with him.

"We'd love to!" Jennie exclaims from your bed. "Just tell us where and when."

The smile is evident in Jungkook's reply. "Great! We were thinking that new Korean BBQ place at 7. Does that work?"

"It's perfect," Jennie assures him. "We'll see you then-"

“Hey wait-” you say quickly, trying to stop Jennie in her tracks before she agrees even more and make you feel even guiltier for saying no. “Jungkook, I really can't today. You know I have my midterm exam in chem tomorrow, and I haven't even started studying until today. I'm so behind, and if I don't do well on this test, I'll fail the class.” You sigh, feeling torn between spending time with your boyfriend and doing well in your classes. “I'm sorry, I really can't mess this one up. My GPA is suffering enough as it is this semester.”

Jungkook frowns, though you can't see, clearly disappointed, but you can tell he also understands. As much as he hates you stressing over your grades, he knows how important your education is to you and would never want you to jeopardize that. “I get it, don't worry about it,” he says, "We can get dinner this weekend to celebrate after you ace that test, okay?”

You smile gratefully. “Thank you for understanding. I'll make it up to you, I promise!”

"I love you"

"Love you"

The call ends with a contented sigh. You turn to Jennie, who is watching you with a knowing look.

"You two are gross," she teases, but the fondness in her tone gives her away.

"Oh hush," you laugh, gathering your things. "Let me study now"

-

“Y/n I'm bored” Jennie speaks up after two hours of silence as you try to memorise as much chemistry as you could. “Me too, this chemistry studying is really dragging on,” you sigh, stretching your back and rolling your neck after what feels like an eternity hunched over your textbook and notes.

“Should we take a break and order some food? What about sushi? I'm kinda hungry and could really use a change of scenery,” she proposes, making you nod enthusiastically. “Sushi sounds amazing right now, and you're absolutely right, I could use a mental break from all this chemistry cramming. As long as you're paying,” you point a finger at her teasingly with a wry grin.

She laughs and playfully swats your hand away. “Fine, I'll pay for the sushi this time, but you're treating me to froyo tomorrow!”

Your stomach rumbles loudly in anticipation and you smile, already daydreaming about the spicy tuna rolls and seaweed salad you're about to devour. “You've got yourself a deal. Now let's close these chemistry books and get some food, I'm starving!” you exclaim, hastily packing up your study materials.

As the two of you wait for your food, Jennie tilts her head down at her phone, causing you to frown in concern.

"What's up?" you ask, peeking down at her phone when she turns it to show you. On the screen is a picture from Jisung's Instagram - it shows him with a girl, and the caption reads "🫶🫶".

"Who is that?" Jennie asks, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"That's probably the girl he's been spending so much time with lately," you respond with a grin, pleased that things seem to have finally fallen into place for your closest friend. Jisung hadn't called you in a couple of days, so this girl was likely the reason for his radio silence.

At first, you were a bit concerned that she might not reciprocate his feelings or treat him well, but after listening to Jisung talk so much about her, your worries faded. It was clear that they shared something great, and you were overjoyed at the thought of your friend finding someone who made him happy.

Jennie appears to consider this for a moment before nodding slowly. "Strange," she then says, shaking her head as she continues scrolling through her phone.

"What's strange?" you ask.

"Just..." she starts, biting her lip. "Don't you think she looks a lot like you?"

You pause, studying the photo more closely. Now that Jennie mentions it, there is something familiar about the girl's features - her hair, her smile, the shape of her face.

A sense of unease starts to creep over you as the implications of the resemblance dawn on you. Could Jisung's interest in this girl have something to do with his feelings for you that he told you have had faded? You push the thought away, not wanting to read too much into a simple photo on Instagram.

"I'm sure it's just a coincidence," you say lightly, though you can't ignore the seed of doubt that has been planted. "Jisung and I are just friends - he's free to date whoever he wants."

The thought kept swirling through your mind all night, and you knew that if you told Jungkook about Jisung's new girlfriend looking like well... you he would completely lose it.

“This is such a mess,” you groan, tossing and turning in your bed as you struggle to fall asleep. You had your most important midterm exam tomorrow and if that stress wasn't already keeping you awake, Jisung's Instagram post was certainly doing the trick now.

You debated whether you should warn Jungkook about the uncanny resemblance between you and Jisung's new flame. While you knew it might cause some temporary discomfort, you also didn't want him to be caught off guard if he happened to see a photo of the two of them together.

After what seemed like hours of debating the issue in your mind, you finally came to the conclusion that it would probably be better coming from you than through a surprise encounter on social media.

Picking up your phone, you see the time 2am blinking on the screen. Shit, there went your hopes of getting a full 8 hours of sweet, uninterrupted sleep tonight. Whatever this was, it seemed more important now. Taking a deep breath, you dialled his number with slightly trembling fingers, not even knowing where to begin.

After a few rings, you heard his raspy, sleepy voice answer, “Hello? Y/n?” He had probably been fast asleep, and you just woke him up. Guilt started to creep in, but you pushed it aside, knowing you needed to talk to him.

“Kook,” you replied softly, biting your lip nervously. There was a brief pause before he spoke again, his voice laced with concern. “Baby? What's wrong? Did something happen?”

You hesitated, unsure of how to explain the turmoil of emotions swirling within you. “I- yes and no?” you answered lamely. “I mean, nothing happened exactly, but I just...I couldn't sleep, and I kept thinking about us, and I just really needed to hear your voice.”

After some reflection, you came to the realization that it was unfair to jump to conclusions about Jisung's girlfriend based on one photo. Perhaps she simply looked similar to you in that one instance, and there could be a multitude of reasons for that resemblance.

“Oh baby, it's okay,” he soothed gently. “I'm here now. Talk to me.” His words comforted you and you felt the anxiety that had been building up start to fade away, grateful as always for his presence in your life.

You sigh, feeling the weight of the past two days without seeing your boyfriend. As you play with your hair, you try to shake off the feeling of longing that has been growing within you. Jungkook has finished his degree, so he has not been on campus much lately, leaving you feeling disconnected and alone. "I miss seeing you," you say, trying to convey the depth of your emotions. "It's been hard juggling all my classes, especially chemistry. It's really kicking my butt." You pause, trying to gauge Jungkook's reaction. "And," you ad hesitantly, "I miss your face?"

Jungkook laughs on the other end of the phone, and you feel a sense of relief wash over you, even as you continue to yearn for his presence. As the conversation continues, you try to keep your emotions in check, not wanting to appear too needy or desperate for his attention. At the same time, you know that you need to express your feelings and let him know how much he means to you.

Jungkook hangs up for a second, leaving you feeling confused and wondering if you had said or done something wrong. But your confusion is short-lived as he calls you back, this time on FaceTime so you can see him.

You can't help but notice how messy his hair is and how his eyes are barely open. But as soon as he speaks, your heart skips a beat. His deep, raspy voice fills your ears, and you feel your cheeks flush with a warm blush. "Hi baby," he says, his lips parting into a smile. You can't help but smile back, feeling your heart flutter at the sound of his voice. "Hi," you reply, your own voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

As you sit there in silence playing with the hem of your shirt, he looks at you with a concerned expression. After a few moments, he speaks up and says, "I feel like there's something more on your mind."

You let out a sigh, still avoiding eye contact, and reply, "It's nothing, just me being me." However, deep down, you know there is more to it than that.

“you don't have to tell me now baby, you wanna hang out tomorrow? Maybe we can start looking for furniture for our new place” he says as he tries to make you feel comfortable despite his absence. He knows that finals can be overwhelming, but he wants to be there for you every step of the way.

You smile at him through the phone and nod, “sounds good, I'd like that”. You're grateful to have him by your side during this exciting and nerve-wracking time. As you hang up the phone, you start to think about all the possibilities that come with having your own place. You can finally decorate it the way you want and create a space that truly feels like home. Maybe you can look up some inspiration online or visit some local furniture stores to get an idea of what you want. You feel a wave of excitement wash over you as you look forward to starting this new chapter in your life with the person you love.

-

Jungkook's strong fists relentlessly pounded the punching bag, his muscles rippling with each powerful strike. As he exhaled deeply, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, an obvious display to the intensity of his morning workout routine. After sending you a quick and encouraging "good luck ❤️" text, he had made his way to the gym to start his day.

With his shirt off, his toned abs were on full display, the results of his dedicated commitment to fitness. It was clear that Jungkook was determined to maintain his peak physical condition, no matter what challenges or exhausting workouts he had to do.

While Taehyung was lost in his own thoughts, running on the treadmill. Jungkook's mind was preoccupied with something else, however, as he couldn't help but think about the phone call he received from you the previous night at 2am. He felt like he might be reading too much into it, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something important was on your mind that night.

Taehyung noticed that Jungkook was more tense than usual, especially with the boxing, and decided to ask him about it. "What's gotten you so worked up today?" he asked. Jungkook cracked his knuckles and shrugged. "I don't know, man. Maybe I'm just overthinking things, but that phone call from Y/n has been on my mind."

Taehyung could relate to what his friend was feeling. "Jihyo does that too sometimes. Girl gets lonely," he said, trying to put things into perspective for Jungkook.

Jungkook nodded, but he still couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. He hit the punching bag a few more times before taking a break to hydrate. "I just wish I knew what she really wanted to say," he said, taking a sip of water from his bottle.

Taehyung patted his friend's back in a comforting manner. "Don't worry too much about it, man. You can always ask her about it next time you talk," he said, trying to reassure Jungkook.

Nodding in agreement, Jungkook quickly grabs his towel and heads to the shower, relishing in the feeling of warm water cascading down his back.

After getting dressed and packing his bag, he bids Taehyung goodbye and heads out into the bustling city streets.

He was currently doing an internship at his dad's company and couldn't afford to miss any days. The internship was an important opportunity for him to gain practical experience and develop key skills that would help him succeed in his future career.

Every day, he arrived early and stayed late, taking on additional tasks and responsibilities whenever he could, which also led to not being able to see you as often as he wanted.

Despite the challenges and sacrifices that he would have to make along the way, he was determined to succeed. He knew that his hard work and dedication would pay off in the end, and that he would be able to provide for not only you but also for a potential future family.

It was this vision that kept him pushing forward, working tirelessly to achieve his dreams, just like he always did.

While he had originally studied photography and excelled in his studies, he couldn't help but feel drawn to the idea of taking over his father's company when the time was right. After all, he had grown up watching his father build the business from the ground up, and he felt that he had the skills and passion needed to carry on the company.

And you were proud of him for pursuing both the things he loved the most in live besides you.

-

"How was it? Did everything you studied for come in the exam?" As you walk out of the exam hall, Jennie bombards you with a flurry of questions.

“Great, everything I studied for came was in the exam, and I'm just-” You breathe out about to tell her that you're happy when you suddenly look behind her and see… “Jisung?”

“You're Jisung?” Jennie asks you with a raised brow. You shake your head and turn her around. “No, Jisung,” you say, pointing at your best friend who is just a few feet away from you.

Jennie furrows her brow, looking perplexed. You can see she's struggling to make sense of the situation. "Damn, what the heck?" she finally blurts out.

As you stand there in shock, your mind begins to race. As you continue to ponder, you notice Jisung turning to look in your direction. His eyes widen with recognition as he calls out your name, "y/n!"

You take a deep breath and prepare yourself for whatever comes next.

Running over to you, he gives you a big hug. “Surprise!” he exclaims and you hug him back and feel a rush of nostalgia.

"Jisung, oh my god, what are you doing here?" you ask, surprised and happy to see him.

"Well, I couldn't miss my best friend's last final, huh?" he responds, holding out a bundle of flowers towards you.

You can't help but feel touched by Jisung's thoughtfulness. As you take the flowers from him, you smile.

"Thank you so much, Jisung. You really didn't have to do this," you say, hugging him again, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over you.

"Well, well, well, you again, huh?" Jennie says, her protectiveness over you becoming the better of her as she crosses her arms and scoffs. "This was supposed to be our moment," she pouts, disappointed that you are talking to Jisung instead of her. You laugh. "dont mind her, Jisung. You know how Jennie gets."

You and Jennie have been close friends for years, ever since you met. She's always been fiercely protective of you and sometimes gets jealous when you give attention to someone else.

As you chat with Jisung, you can see Jennie getting more and more annoyed, but you know not to take her to serious as she tends to exaggerate a lot.

Either way you decide to change the subject to something that will interest her more than you and Jisung talking about the newest One Piece episode. "Hey Jennie, did I tell you about-"

"Y/n"

As you turned around at the sound of Jungkook's voice, you were not entirely sure what to expect. After all, he didn't sound too happy, despite the fact that he was carrying a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

When your eyes finally met his, you could see that he was clearly upset.

"Congratulations, bunny," he said, his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. You could tell that he was trying to put on a brave face, but it wasn't convincing.

Despite his seemingly sour mood, you were grateful for the flowers. They were a beautiful mix of colors and scents, your favourites.

As you took in the sight of the flowers, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. You knew that Jisung had also given you the same gift.

“Kook” you smile, surprised he came all the way here to surprise you for finishing your finals but now he seemed more focused on the guy who had asked you out on your camping trip 8 months ago. You noticed that Jungkook's hands were clenched tightly into fists as he glared at the other guy. You had no idea that he would react like this. After all, you had fought about this before.

“The fuck is he doing here? And why did he give you flowers?" He clenches his jaw as he talks to you, still looking at a seemingly tense Jisung. "Wasn't one punch enough to show you that she's mine?” Jungkook sounded clearly upset, his voice rising in anger. You tried to calm him down, reassuring him that Jisung was just a friend. But Jungkook wasn't having any of it.

"Dude, relax, she's still my friend. I wanted to surprise her-"

“Is this why you called me last night? You knew he was here?” His words were harsh towards you, completely ignoring Jisung, you could feel the tension rising between you. "No, Jungkook, I didn't." You tried to explain that you had no idea that he was going to be there and that you just wanted to celebrate with him. But Jungkook was too angry to listen.

“You're ridiculous,” Jennie scoffed, urging you closer to her and away from both guys. “She didn't know he was coming. What the fuck is wrong with you and your stupid temper?” she asked, looking at Jungkook. You felt your cheeks flush with embarrassment as you stood awkwardly between them.

"She's my girlfriend, I shouldn't have to worry about someone else making moves towards her," he argued.

Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion hit you. You were tired of the constant drama and bickering between him and Jisung.

"Jungkook" you look at your boyfriend in disapproval "you're being an ass"

“And, Jennie,” you clear your throat, “It's fine.” You walked towards Jungkook as you took his hand "ill catch up with you guys later, Jisung," you smile at him sympathetically. "Go stay at Taes for today, okay?".

You could feel Jennie's eyes on your back, but you didn't turn around. You needed some time to process everything that had just happened.

As you walked away with Jungkook, you felt a mixture of emotions swirling inside of you. On one hand, you were grateful for his presence and the comfort it brought you. On the other hand, you were frustrated with the situation and needed some space to clear your head.

You knew that you didn't want to talk to him just yet, but you also knew that you couldn't ignore the issue at hand. As you squeezed his hand tightly, you hoped he would understand the complexity of your feelings and give you the time and space you needed to calm down and gather your thoughts.

Maybe it was time to have a serious talk with Jisung and Jungkook. You couldn't keep pretending that everything was okay when it clearly wasn't. But for now, you just wanted some peace and quiet.

-

Sitting in Jungkooks Audi, the two of you don't talk. The radio plays some pop tunes as you stare out the window. You feel the cool breeze on your skin, and you notice the trees swaying in the wind.

"I thought we'd talked about this." You speak up as you hold the bouquet of flowers on your lap, feeling the softness of the petals. "Why won't you trust me"

You wish he would open up to you more and tell you what's on his mind. You turn your head towards him and notice his profile. He looks so handsome, with his chiselled jawline and piercing gaze, playing with his lip piercing as he drove. You wonder what he's thinking.

Taking a deep breath, you try to calm your racing breath.

"He's the problem," After a few minutes of silence, Jungkook finally spoke up, his voice low and tense. "I can't have him anywhere near you if he still feels the way he does"

You opened your mouth to speak, but Jungkook cut you off. "Don't tell me it's not true," he said, his eyes briefly meeting yours before returning to the road. "I may not have all the answers, but I'm not naive. I know what he feels and I won't let anything or anyone close to you..." You could sense the intensity in his voice and knew that he was speaking from the heart. "...Take you away from me." He finches.

Despite the tension in the car, you couldn't help but feel grateful for his protectiveness and his unwavering commitment to your safety and well-being. "He won't" you try to reassure him.

Jungkook doesn't speak to you for the rest of the ride.

-

“Sorry about yesterday” you pout, picking at the cupcake as you sit in some café with Jisung.

After what happened yesterday with Jungkook, you felt the need to apologize both for him and for yourself. “You know how he can get, but it's not an excuse to-”. Sighing, Jisung chuckles, “y/n” he places a hand on yours, making you slightly uncomfortable as you retreat your hand. “Don't even worry about it, I know he can get aggressive”. His choice of words makes you frown. Sure, Jungkook wasn't a man of many words, but it still sounded a bit harsh. “Jungkook tends to act before thinking,” you defend your boyfriend. “I think he just needs some time to learn to control his emotions better.”

As you continue talking with Jisung, you start to feel more comfortable and open up about other things. “Let's talk about you and… I think you never told me her name,” you chuckle, trying to steer the conversation away from Jungkook. “Oh! You mean Yuqi? Yeah, she's great.” Jisung nervously laughs.

"How long have you known her, huh?" you ask your friend, eager to hear more about his relationship with this mystery woman. You take a sip of your coffee and lean in, waiting for him to answer. "And how did you meet? I need all the details," you add with a playful wink.

Your friend smirks and takes a moment to collect his thoughts. "Well," he begins, "we actually met through a mutual friend." You can't help but smile at the familiarity of the situation. "Oh my god, just like me and Jungkook!" you exclaim. It's interesting to think about how some of the strongest bonds can be formed through chance encounters rather than childhood friendships.

As Jisung continues to recount the story of how he met Yuqi, you listen intently and ask questions to keep the conversation flowing. You learn about their first date, their shared interests, and their first kiss. The more you hear, the more you realize that somehow, this girl is a lot like you in a lot of aspects and it doesn't exactly creep you out per se but it still leaves a funny feeling behind.

“It was good catching up with you, Jisung. Let's do it again soon.” Jisung smiles and nods as you both stand up to leave. As you walk out of the café, you immediately call Jennie to tell her everything.

-

“Your head is everywhere but with me” Namjoon spoke up as he sat down on your couch. You had been feeling really down lately due to your fight with Jungkook.

“I'm sorry, me and Jungkook had a fight and-” you sigh “it's just a lot, you know how he gets when he sees Jisung”. Namjoon listened intently and then offered some wise words, "It's natural to get jealous sometimes, but you and Jungkook need to trust each other and communicate your feelings." You nodded, knowing that he was right.

Namjoon's father was an interior designer, giving him a good knowledge on the subject. He had kindly offered you guys to help with the decorating as well as furnishing back when you told him that you were moving in together.

As he began sketching out the layout, he explained how the placement of furniture can affect the flow and functionality of a space. He also showed you examples on colour schemes and lighting to create a cohesive and inviting atmosphere.

“Yeah I heard he came to surprise you”. You laugh “who Jisung or Jungkook? Cause they both seemed to have the same plan.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes, happy to see you in good spirits again. He offered some advice like he always did. "I think both you and Jisung had the right to celebrate your last final," he started, "but I do think it was a bit strange for him to bring you flowers, especially if it's not something you guys have been doing for years. It kind of sends mixed signals, you know? After all, he's not your boyfriend - Jungkook is. But then again, maybe Jisung just wanted to do something nice for you as a friend."

Namjoon paused, then added, "Have you talked to Jungkook about how you feel?" He waited patiently as you thought about it, ready to offer more advice if needed. Nodding you sigh, “we've fought about it once or twice before, but it was never as serious as this, I mean-” you shrug, “Jungkook knows he's the one for me, I literally can't look at any other men let alone people in general and feel the same way I do for Jungkook.”

As you take another sip of your soda, you recall the early days of your relationship with Jungkook. You remember how you had an instant connection with him - the kind of connection that people dream about. You never thought you could feel that way about someone until you met Jungkook. You smile at the memory, but then your thoughts turn back to the present.

“I think there's something more to Jungkook's dislike for Jisung,” you say, trying to put your thoughts into words. “It's not just a simple case of not liking someone. There's something deeper there, something that he's not telling me.”

You lean back in your chair, lost in thought. You wonder if there's anything you can do to help Jungkook open up to you. You know that he's not the type to talk about his feelings, but maybe if he knew how much it was affecting you, he would be more willing to share.

Namjoon nods, listening intently. “I think you're right,” he says. “There's definitely something going on with Jungkook. But I think the best thing you can do right now is to give him some space. Let him work through his feelings on his own, and when he's ready, he'll come to you.”

You nod, grateful for the advice. As you and Namjoon continue to talk, you feel a weight lifted off your shoulders. You know that you still have a lot to figure out, but for now, you're content to just take things one day at a time.

-

"...when he's ready, he'll come to you...”

It had been two days since the incident, and things between you and Jungkook were the same as Friday. You tried talking about your new apartment to break the silence, but it didn't seem to help. Jungkook didn't say more than "looks good" or "sure why not" when you showed him furniture you'd picked out with Namjoon the other day.

As usual, he was not good at expressing his feelings, and the lack of communication did not come as a surprise to you. Nevertheless, you had faith in your relationship, at least until now. As you stood in the shower, the warm water cascading down your body, you couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. You were using the expensive Molton Brown shower gel that Jungkook had gifted you for your birthday, which only made you think about him more.

Speaking of Jungkook, he was currently outside your room, probably waiting for you to just lay beside him until you two fell asleep.

It was evident that he didn't like being apart from you for too long, and he was acting like a sad puppy who wanted nothing more than comfort from his owner - you, his girlfriend. You wondered what he was thinking, whether he regretted what happened or not. You also wondered when he would ever take the initiative to talk to you and patch things up. In the meantime, you couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness, hoping that things would go back to how they were before.

"Y/n," Jungkook said as he knocked on the door. You recognized the sweet sound of your boyfriend's voice, but you knew deep down that everything was not fine. This was not the first time he had given you the silent treatment. In fact, it was a recurring pattern in your relationship. Jungkook had a tendency to shut down and refuse to communicate when he was upset, leaving you feeling frustrated and unsure of what to do.

Usually, you'd start thinking that everything was fine again and that he'd calmed down, but no. Although he was speaking softly, you could tell that there was still an underlying tension.

Jungkook never gave you the silent treatment, he rather gave you the ‘I don't want to talk to you but if you leave me or ignore me ill be sad’ treatment.

You sat there, waiting for him to say something else, hoping that he would open up and share what exactly was bothering beside the obvious. You tried to think of ways to make him feel more comfortable and at ease so that he would be more willing to talk to you. Maybe you could make him a cup of tea or suggest watching a show he liked.

As you dried up with your towel, your mind also wandered to happier times with Jungkook. You thought about the first time you met and how he had made you laugh with his flirty jokes. You remembered the time when you went on the yearly road trip together for the first time before you officially started dating, and all the fun you had exploring new places together.

These memories brought a smile to your face, and you hoped that everything would work out eventually.

After taking a long and relaxing shower, you step out of the bathroom with only your towel wrapped around your body. As you enter your bedroom, you find Jungkook already lying in your bed, dressed only in his comfortable boxershorts and ready to sleep. You can't help but feel a pang of excitement as you catch a glimpse of his toned physique glistening under the moonlight.

Despite having seen him shirtless on numerous occasions, you still can't seem to get used to the sight of him. Every time he's around without a shirt, it's like he's just stepped out of a fashion magazine. His tattoos only add to his appeal, making him all the more irresistible to you. Ugh, how you wished you could just climb on him and-

As he turns to face you, you notice a playful glint in his eyes, and you can't help but feel drawn to him. You know you shouldn't be doing this, especially when you're fighting, but somehow, it feels right.

Climbing into bed next to him after putting on a shirt and panties, you feel his warmth envelop you as you snuggle up against him. The night is young, after all.

-

You moaned in pleasure, "shit! Oh my-" feeling the intensity of the moment as you bounced on top of Jungkook dick. Though you were both still upset with each other, the raw passion between you two was just undeniable.

His big eyes stared right at you, a mix of emotions flickering across his face. You could feel the heat rising between you both, the air filled with anticipation and desire. Every movement you made was met with a soft gasp or a low groan from him, his hands gripping onto your hips as he held you close the gap between your bodies.

As the minutes passed, the tension began to build, the pleasure almost becoming unbearable. Your body started to feel like it was on fire, as you grinded your hips, stimulating your clit by rubbing it against his pelvis. You were soon lost in the moment again, as he finally spoke up, his voice low and raspy.

"Fuck," he said, his hand squeezing your ass, as he noticed himself getting close. You felt a rush of excitement, knowing that you were the reason for his pleasure. He was practically melting beneath you, his body writhing with pleasure as he got closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm so sorry," he moaned, leaning up to kiss your neck and cheek. "I'm such a loser, I'm so sorry." You stopped in your tracks, staring at him in surprise. "Is this really what took you to speak up? Sex?" you asked, your eyebrows raised.

As you looked into his eyes, you could see the vulnerability and insecurity that he was trying to hide. You leaned in to kiss him, wrapping your arms around him as you whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

As the tension in the room dissipated, your bodies drew closer and your breathing began to sync. You felt a sense of intimacy and connection that you hadn't experienced before. It was as if a new level of trust had been established between you, one that went beyond mere words. In that moment, you realized that sometimes, physical intimacy can be the most powerful way to feel truly connected to someone you love.

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"Mornin', bunny," Jungkook groans into your neck, both of you still naked from last night's events, snuggling closer into his embrace, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours.

You giggle as you look back on the previous night. You remember how he had kissed you so passionately afterwards, his hands running all over your body as he made you his own once again.

"Kook," you whine, playfully running your fingers through his hair.

"I love you, you know," he sighs, squeezing your hip. "I should show it more often, but I love you." You smile at him, feeling your heart swell with affection.

You sit up and take a moment to look at him before touching his lip piercing lightly, feeling the cold metal against your fingertips. You smile and play with it for a bit before leaning in to plant a kiss on his mouth. As you pull away, you can't help but tease him, "I know you're hiding something from me, Jungkook. You can't fool me that easily." You pause for a moment, looking into his eyes before continuing, "I just need to know what it is. We're in this together and if there's anything that could affect us, we need to talk about it."

Jungkook's expression turns serious, and he takes a deep breath before speaking. "I've been thinking a lot about our future together," he admits. "I just really need to know that you and Jisung-" he clears his throat. "I need to know that you don't feel the same way about him."

When your boyfriend asks about your feelings towards your best friend, it felt like a bomb has been dropped on you. The surge of emotions that ensues were overwhelming, as you try to sort through your thoughts and feelings. You couldn't believe that he would think that, after all that you two have been through together, that you would still have any romantic feelings for your best friend.

You tried to keep your cool and not get mad, because you understand that this is a sensitive topic for him. His parents are divorced, and he probably doesn't want to commit to someone who doesn't have the same level of commitment to the relationship as he does. But at the same time, you can't help but feel hurt and a little bit betrayed that he would even ask you something like that.

Staying calm, you take a deep breath and ask him, "How could you even think that? I mean, don't my actions speak louder than words? Didn't the love that I showed you last night provide enough evidence?" You try to hold back tears as you speak.

Jungkook quickly realizes his mistake and apologizes, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that. It was a stupid question. I need to learn to think before I speak."

You appreciate his apology, but you still feel hurt and confused. "It's fine, maybe -" You start, sitting closer to him. "Maybe..."

Jungkook raises a brow, taking your chin in his hand as he makes you look at him "baby" he whispered

"Maybe I should go talk to Jisung and tell him that things aren't like before, I talked to Namjoon, and he thinks that he's overstepping too sometimes"

You smile. "Would that make you feel any better?" You ask, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Do you want me to talk to him?"

-

Relationships are complex and dynamic, with ups and downs, peaks and valleys, and ebbs and flows. Imperfection is an escapable part of any relationship, which can be challenging but ultimately rewarding.

Currently, you are experiencing a low point in your relationship with Jungkook. While you have made some progress in resolving issues, there are still unresolved concerns that need to be addressed.

By talking to Jisung and setting boundaries, you are taking a step in the right direction towards strengthening your relationship with Jungkook.

It is also important to recognize that your relationships is not one-sided and that Jungkook, too, had to make sacrifices that he initially did not like either. Like that time you'd asked him to unfollow a shit ton of girls on Instagram, and that wasn't because you were jealous but it just matter of factly did not make sense to you that he followed past hookups.

So now it was your turn to set boundaries to take the next step in your relationship with Jungkook; tell Jisung to back the fuck off like Jungkook would say.

“Y/n!” Jisung waved at you as you walk in the park, looking for the spot where you told Jisung to meet up. You feel the warmth of the sun on your skin and enjoy the fresh air. As you walk around, you notice the colorful flowers and the sounds of birds singing. Jisung looks great, and you tell him so. He thanks you and returns the compliment before you two start walking around.

“So what was it that you wanted to talk about? Are you leaving town huh? You sounded so serious over the phone,” he jokes, making you laugh. You appreciate his sense of humor, but you know that this is a serious matter.

“Listen, you know how Jungkook and I are moving together, right?” you ask, and Jisung nods. “What's up? Do you regret it?” he asks, making you once again laugh. “No, no! Absolutely not!”

“But, uh,” you shrug, “Listen, I feel like we've just been a bit too comfortable recently, and I think we need to set some boundaries with one another.

"Since the two of us are in relationships now, I don't think it's fair to Jungkook or Yuqi that we're so affectionate with each other. What do you think?"

"One option could be to limit physical displays of affection in their presence and focus on other means like conversation or shared activities." You say, watching Jisung nod as you continue "we could also, i dont know... we could try to include our partners in our hangouts and double dates whenever any of us is in town"

Jisung nods again, his mood seemingly confused.

"Ultimately," you state enthusiastically, "the goal should be to find a balance that works for everyone involved and ensures that all parties feel respected and valued in the friendship." It felt like you were reading right out of a wikihow post, but in reality, you'd been preparing really well for this conversation like you were studying for a test.

"So?" you ask, turning to face Jisung. "Do you think we can just keep the hugging and whatnot to a minimum?" Jisung shrugs, forcing a smile. "I guess so," he says quietly.

You can't help but feel a bit disappointed. You love hugging your friends and showing them affection, but you understand why Jungkook might be upset about that stuff. After all, both you and Jisung are trying to maintain a friendly relationship.

You can't help but feel grateful for Jisung's company. He's always been a good listener, and he never judges you for your quirks and idiosyncrasies. You hope that your friendship with him can continue to grow and flourish, even if it means keeping the hugging to a minimum.

As you part ways, you can't resist giving him a quick wave and a smile. "See you soon," you say, already looking forward to your next hangout.

-

You take a deep breath and inhale the aroma that fills the air. It smells so good that you can't help but moan in delight. "Uh smells nice," you say to Jungkook as you take off your jacket and place your things down. You notice that he is busy in the kitchen, but you can't tell what he's doing. Curiosity gets the best of you, and you ask him if he's cooking. He shakes his head and replies, "No, but my mom did. She made us some food, and I'm just heating it up."

You can't help but feel grateful to Jungkook's mom for preparing such a delicious meal for you every now and then. "I love your mom," you say to him, unable to contain your excitement. You lean in and kiss his cheek, feeling content and happy with the warmth of the food and the company of your boyfriend.

Jungkook greets you with a smile "babyyy",

As you playfully tease him, "kookieee" he starts to whine, but you silence him with a sweet kiss. You feel his arms wrap around you, and you can't help but feel butterflies.

As you both sit down on the couch with your plates, he pulls you close to him. You rest your head on his shoulder, and he starts to hum in contents, making you laugh. "What's up, huh?"

Jungkook's grin widens as he gets up to get something from his room, making you place down both plates on the table and wait for him to eat.

Coming back, he shows you the signed apartment papers. "Guess what," he winks, but doesn't wait for your guess. "No way," you speak in disbelief. "You did it, oh my god," you squeak.

You can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. After you spend hours planning out the new apartment, from furniture to decor, it was finally the time to start moving in soon. Jungkook suggests a cosy reading corner while you insist on a large, bright kitchen.

“were moving in together” he states “were moving in together.” you agree.

Tangsuyuk Love

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: College student Jungkook passes cute notes with a customer who always orders take-out tangsuyuk at his part-time job. Meanwhile he’s trying not to miserably fail his Math class, while hiding his ever-growing crush on you.

Genre: college au, f2l, fluff, smut, one shot, did I mention FLUFF?

Warnings: mild swearing, sexual content, hold your heart palpitations!

Word Count: 11.5k

A/N: I wanted to write something light and sweet before I continued with Good Riddance. It will be easy, she said. It will be fun, she said. It will be quick, she said. Ha. haha. ha. ha. Ignore my pain. Enjoy!

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Jungkook FF Recommendations ᵕ̈

these are a list of jjk FF’s that i really recommend this is also my very first post! please enjoy these reads like how i did. and show love to all these writers and their amazing work ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ

a= angst

s= smut

f= fluff

one shots

lose somebody - a,f,s

word count: 26k

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the lovebug - a,f,s

word count: 20.6k

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changes in between - a,f,s

word count: 24.7k

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begin - a,f,s

word count: 26.6k

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awkwardly in love - f

word count: 20k

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dissonance - a,f,s

word count: 19.4k

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tangsuyuk - a,f

word count: 11.5k

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rolling stone - s,a,f

word count: 17.2k

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50 days to fall in love - f

word count: 12k

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show me something - a,f,s

word count: 51.7k

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the habits of a broken heart - a

word count: 26.3k

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summer bummer - s,a

word count: 12.6k

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calling you cool - a,s,f

word count: 12.1k

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bleeding for you - a,f

word count: 3.3k

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perhaps love - a

word count: 12.5k

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make you mine - f,a,s

word count: 37.8k

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ditto - a,f,s

word count: 12.9k

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r u mine, bunbun? - s,a

word count: 12k

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photobooth kisses - f

word count: 2.4k

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starboy - f,s,a

word count: 20k

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south paw - a,s

word count: 30k

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falling - a,s,f

word count: 31.1k

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grapejuice - a,s,f

word count: 36k

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idealizations concerning real life - a,s

word count: 40.9k

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forever & never - a,s,f

word count: 11.6k

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our not so secret - f

word count: 20k

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sanative - a,s

word count: 19.8k

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series

falling skies - a,s,f

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fight for you - a,f,s

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4-7-8 - a,f

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risqué - s,a,f

(ongoing)

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in the seom - f,s,a

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the art of - a,s,f

(ongoing)

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inevitable - a,f,s

(completed)

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summer nights and morning dew | jjk

“Look, I don’t care. You can’t trust people, and we need to protect what’s ours, okay? So do us all a favor and take off those rose-colored glasses.”

Hoseok huffs, standing from the log and staring into the now smoldering fire. “You’re one to talk,” he mutters. “As if we don’t know where you go every night.”

Jeongguk blinks in surprise. “Wh—what?”

But Hoseok is already on his way to his cabin for the night, and whatever he mumbles, it’s unintelligible.

pairing: alpha werewolf!jk x f knitter!reader

genre: FLUFF, a grain of angst, sorta oldentimes cottagecore au lol

word count: 11k

warnings: like 1 use of ‘fuck’ but there’s also some nudity because werewolves shifting, otherwise, this is incredibly sweet

rating: like… PG

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author’s note: so… this is honestly one of my favorite fics i’ve written in a long while 🥺🥺🥺🥺 and i really hope you guys like it too <3<3

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“No, look, we need to constantly be on guard, and frankly, expect the worst. Do you realize how much we lost on that one elk?!” Jeongguk questions, angrier than he usually lets himself become.

Hoseok sighs quietly, throwing a small stick into whatever’s left of the fire.

“Huh?”

“Yes,” he finally answers reluctantly.

“So what did we lose, exactly?”

“Money.”

But Jeongguk doesn’t let go so easily. Not when the recent mistakes have cost so much, already.

Hoseok meets the unwavering, waiting gaze of his alpha, sighing once more and sitting up straighter on the log. “If we’d managed to protect him until sexual maturity, then the herd would’ve had a chance to grow further. Which would’ve meant that we’d have more elk meat to sell in the coming years.”

“Right. But you let those wolves through, why?” Jeongguk pushes because he needs Hoseok to get it.

“Because he found one of them hot,” Yoongi comments, an underlying teasing tone to his voice.

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This is just such a sweet story!!! My heart... :(

stars behind waves | jjk (m)

Summary: With a decade’s distance between Jungkook and you, your paths cross on the same island you deemed your second home years ago. And you realise once again – the ocean can never compare to the twinkle in his starry eyes.

➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: estranged best friends to lovers, vacation/beach!au; angst, fluff, smut ➳ warnings: so so much yearning and pining, gentle fuckboy jk cos i’ve no control over myself, a bit of jealousy, the first kiss, arguments/fighting, unresolved issues, heartbreak, angry confessions; explicit sexual content: making out, asking for permission, dom & big dick jk, handjob in the shower, oral (m. & f. receiving), some clit slapping, some biting, squirting, jk loves her tits… and her ass even more, fingering, protected sex, soft and rough sex, body worship !!, jk is SUCHHH a goner, he comes on her ass, aftercare, praises; so many emotions; lmk if i forgot smth! ➳ wc: 22.7k ➳ a/n: here we gooo !! @missgeniality​​ & @voiceswithoutlips​​ my angel betas, as usual, i’d be lost without you 😔  i’m really happy with how this one came out, so i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i did writing it !! as always, don’t forget to drop a message in my inbox – it makes my day <33 ➳ yaila’s beach art 💙 

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There is a long lost beach somewhere at the end of the world.

It belongs to a blooming, floating island, pleasant and hot. Wildlife chirps hidden behind trees, calm and welcoming. There are waterfalls that must be somewhere in the middle of the island – you’re not quite certain anymore, since your memory of the place has weakened over time.

You do remember the sun that descended there, though – you always used to say it wasn’t the same as the one you admired at home, watching from your garden.

Jungkook would always reprimand you, tut at you, throw tiny little shells at your bare thighs until you, furied and irritated, abandoned him at the beach. He would stay there until the moon rose from the east, and you would watch him from afar.

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[1:25 a.m.] “is there something that’s greater than forever?” you ask your boyfriend whose chest you’re laying your head on. his arms are securely wrapped around you, cradling you like he’s scared to let you go. “hm, probably infinity? why do you ask?” your free hand reaches up to comb his dark tendrils out of his face and he smiles down at you. you gaze at him with stars in your eyes and give him a warm smile, “because, jeon jeongguk, I want to be with you for infinity.”

Hi! Here for the drabble game! Jungkook+7?

Thank you, your writings are amazing!

a/n: ahhhh sorry this took so long! I hope you like it!

prompt: "are you jumping into the pool, or should I come out and push you in?"

genre/trope: fluff, best friends to lovers!au, crush!au

warnings: none

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader

word count: 638

“my pool is waiting for you, y/n!” jeongguk’s head popped out from under the water, nodding at you as you flipped the page in your book. “I told you, jeongguk, I didn’t bring clothes with me!” in all honesty, you had no idea that when jeongguk asked you to come over to “enjoy the beautiful day”, it meant to join him in his house pool. you didn’t end up bringin any clothes, and for what it’s worth, you would rather watch jeongguk swim around than yourself; at least that way, you could watch his toned back and arms float on the surface as he swam from one end of the pool to the other. he’s your best friend, but you wished at times that he was more. you’ve quietly harbored your crush on jeongguk and you hoped that the secret stayed with you; you’d be terrified if he ever found out. 

“y/n! you can borrow some of my clothes to change into afterwards, okay? now are you jumping into the pool, or should I come out and push you in?" putting your book down, you huff at the floating boy in the water, squinting your eyes in annoyance. “fine! you’re so annoying sometimes!” jeongguk smiled wide, “yeah, but you love me anyway.” you stripped down to your undergarments, unaware of jeongguk’s shameless stare at the curves and edges of your now exposed body. he ducks his head underwater in fear of you catching him in the act, but it’s going to be difficult to keep his composure in front of you. he’s found himself starting to wonder what certain experiences would be like with you: a romantic walk on the beach, or an evening quite like this one. 

the goosebumps on your skin rise as you step into the pool, teeth chattering at the sudden change in temperature. “it’s freezing, jeongguk.” he hopped over to you, “don’t worry, you’ll adjust to the temperature. isn’t this much better than sitting out in the heat?” you roll your eyes, “if you’re building up the ‘I told you so’ moment, I’d rather swim a few laps.” 

when the sun went down, and both yours and jeongguk’s fingers shriveled up like prunes, you decided to get out of the pool. dripping to the nearest bathroom, you turned on the shower and hopped in. you were so engrossed in your shower that you didn’t notice a hand prop some fresh clothes on the dry sink before quickly shutting the door. jeongguk was on his phone, in a new set of clothes and damp hair, when he heard the sound of your footsteps and looked up. his ears went red at the sight of you in his clothes. you sat down next to him on the couch, and turned to look at him.

“thanks for letting me borrow your clothes, jeongguk.” he smiled back softly, “no worries, y/n. you know you never have to thank me.” his eyes went down to your lips and with his heart beating, a rush of adrenaline inclined him to say, “I’ve always wanted to see you in my clothes.” the tension between the two of you grew so thick you could slice it until you decided fuck it. you leaned in and placed your lips on his, and at first, jeongguk was frozen. but then, you felt him kiss you back, reaching to hold your face in the palm of his hand. once you felt the bottom of your lungs begin to burn, you hesitantly pulled way, breathing hard and staring into jeongguk’s eyes, who was trying to hide his nervousness behind a smile. “I’ve always wanted to kiss you,” you whisper at him and he looks at you like you’re the only thing that matters in the world. “me, too, y/n. me too.”

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✦ characters: jungkook x reader ✦ summary: you had a really rough day that made you want to scream and seclude yourself. fortunately, your best friend invites himself over to help distract you and make you feel better. ✦ genre/words: fluff. best friends to lovers. hints of s*x. | 2.6k words  ✦ author’s notes: i wrote this little drabble while thinking of a friend who might like it. please excuse any errors because i rushed a bit haha ✦ dedicated to @taeguk-munchkin

This day couldn’t have gone worse if it tried. Nothing was going right today and it felt like the world was out to get you. First, it was spilling fresh coffee all over your new pants when you were already late for work. Then, it was getting stuck in traffic because they were redoing the traffic lights at the start of the day. You get to work and get yelled at for being late. A customer yells at you for twenty minutes about how you’re making her life a living hell because you won’t give her what she wants. Your lunch had a hair in it. And to top off the day so damn well, your car wouldn’t start when you left work. You’re going to scream.

You walk into your apartment with a sigh of relief. You back up against the door, just stand there and close your eyes. It wasn’t five minutes before you got home that work was calling you again. Someone called out earlier and you knew they wanted you to cover. You hit ignore and turned off the ringer.

No. I need a night off. Just this once.

Your selfish thoughts repeat in your head as you convince yourself that you’re not a bad person for doing this. Your instincts are yelling at you to be nice and do them the favor.

I have to go. They’ll be so grateful. They need me.

Letting out a sigh, you try to conjure up an excuse as to why you didn’t answer. You do this every time. You always cave. Reluctantly, you lift your phone to call them back but stop when you see someone is already calling you.

Jungkook

With a smile, You hit the green button and press the phone to your ear.

“Please convince me not to go back to work to cover this shift,” You say as you close your eyes. He chuckles lightly on the other end and you can picture his dimpled smile.

“You need a night off. Don’t give them the satisfaction. You’re allowed to relax.” His words are fluid and surprisingly calm you. He always had a way to put you at ease. Jungkook was the greatest friend a girl could ask for.

“Besides,” he continued, “you have plans tonight anyways.” You perk up and push away from the door, continuing to put your things away.

“I do? I wasn’t aware,” you say with a smile. He always made you smile. You always beat yourself up for having feelings for your friend. Jungkook didn’t feel the same; that was clear. Why else hadn’t he made a move after all these months? As much as you flirted and batted your eyes, he never budged - so you stopped trying.

At least I have this with him, you would tell yourself.

“Well now you’re aware. I’m coming over and we’re not going to think about your shitty day or your shitty job.” You raised your eyebrow as you set your purse down.

“How did you know I had a shitty day?” He scoffed with a light chuckle on the other end.

“Because I know you well enough. I can hear it in your voice. Now, do you want me to distract you or not?” Another smile eased on your face. A distraction. He didn’t distract you, he just made everything better.

“I’ll go take a shower and pick out a movie,” you replied with a new perk in your voice.

“See you in a half an hour.” At that, he hung up and left you with a giddy smile on your face. You kept questioning yourself and wondered why you continued to torture yourself with this. Always hoping that this time will be different and that he magically likes you back. Ignoring your subconscious, you went to go take a quick shower to erase the day.

Jungkook showed up right when he said he would - always the punctual one. You slipped on a  loose, white t-shirt to accompany your soft, dark blue shorts and made your way to the door. When you opened the door, Jungkook stood there with a grin and a six pack of beer. You put your hand on your heart and smiled.

“You always know the way to my heart,” you said playfully. He gave you a wink and made his way inside. You noticed he also had a bag in his hand as he walked to the kitchen. This was definitely his second home and he always made himself comfortable.

“What’s in the bag,” you asked. Turning to smile at you, he pulled out the bags contents. All of your favorite snacks laid on the counter. Your heart skipped a beat at his gesture.

“What are you trying to do, make me cry? Jungkook, you didn’t have to do all of this.” You walked up him and hugged him from the side. He kissed the top of your head in a friendly way.

“I did. I’ll do whatever I can to make you smile,” he said softly. When you looked up at him, he was looking down at you with a kind smile. Your eyes wandered from his gentle eyes to his perfectly soft and plump lips. Swallowing hard because you wanted to kiss him so badly. There was a shift in his gaze and he casually gave you a squeeze on the arm, releasing your embrace. Clearing his throat, he went to grab each of you a beer. Guilt and disappointment panged inside of you; feeling rejected yet again.

“So, are you ready for the movie,” he asked in a way to change the underlying subject. You quietly said yes and grabbed your beer. When we got to the couch, you tried to keep your distance from him so that you wouldn’t bother him. Jungkook laughed slightly as his arm rested on the back of the couch.

“What are you doing all the way over there? I know you want to cuddle. Come here,” he said in a comforting voice. He was right. After a bad day, all you wanted to do was cuddle. Well, amongst other things but he at least gave you the platonic option when he was around. Sheepishly, you scooted over and curled up against him.

Your body couldn’t relax against his. You were so tense because you couldn’t help but to overthink the situation. Asking yourself if he knows what your look earlier really meant. Asking yourself why was he always willing to cuddle with you. Asking yourself why the hell has he been single all this time when girls practically throw themselves at him. You couldn’t even focus on the movie.

About an hour into the movie, you had two of your beers; feeling a slight tingle from your buzz. You didn’t realize how quickly you were drinking them but you guess your stress blindsided you. Jungkook was quiet during the flick. We had seen it before but the comedy usually made us laugh. Not this time; this time tension hung in the air.

For the tenth time, you shifted in his arm and sighed under your breath. Jungkook turned to look at you with a raised eyebrow.

“What’s wrong,” he asked bluntly. You looked at him innocently.

“Nothing. I just can’t get comfortable I guess,” you lied. You could tell that he was trying to read you but you kept your eyes on tv. He hummed slightly to himself then proceeded to pause the movie.

“What are you-” Before you could finish your sentence, he got up from the couch and walked over to grab your Bluetooth speaker. You furrowed your brow in confusion as you watched him. When he walked back over to you, he walked onto the couch so he could position himself behind you. You nervously laughed and moved to give him room, unaware of what he was doing.

“Okay. Now what are you doing,” you asked. He pulled out his phone from his pant pocket and handed it to you.

“Pick a song. Preferably one that will help you relax.” He waited for you to pick out a song before doing whatever it was he was planning. Reluctantly, you did as he asked; picking a song that always put you at ease - Salted Wound by Sia. Although the song typically soothed you, you couldn’t help but to stay tense. Jungkook looked at you as you looked forward waiting; a subtle smile on his face. His warm hands connected to your shoulders, causing you to jump slightly.

“Relax,” he whispered close to you. His hands began to massage your muscles; firmly but gently. Instantly feeling your body loosen, you closed your eyes at the pleasant touch.

“Oh my god,” you groaned. He chuckled lightly and kept moving. Your head fell forward slightly; your tense tissue gradually becoming softer. He certainly had a way with his hands. This felt too good and your body responded well to his touch.

As he inched his way closer to your neck, your breaths became more urgent. Your body temperature rising as he sent chills down your spine. Ever so lightly, your hips started moving as they mimicked his motions. Without thinking, you put your hands on his knees to keep yourself balanced. He stiffened slightly at your touch but you didn’t notice - drunk in his massage.

“How does this feel,” he asked with a mildly shaking breath. Your core twitched at the sound of his voice. Although he didn’t intend it to be, your body took this as a sensual massage. It put you in a haze.

“Good…really good,” you whispered. “Please keep going.” Your voice was soft and needy. He could hear the change in your voice. It sounded as if you were under a sexual hypnosis. Jungkook had never seen you act like this. His rhythm staggered slightly as he felt the blood rushing to his length. He licked his lips and tried to focus on the task at hand.

When his hands reached your neck, your sensitive spots, you gasped lightly and let out a moan. He didn’t know you were sensitive there but he did now. His fingers centered on the area and your hips became moving in circles against his groin.

Fuck, he thought to himself. No one has been able to get such quick reactions from you before but Jungkook’s touch was different. Your body craved him, making this absolute torture. Your core became wet the moment he touched you; your panties now damp with arousal. Your hands tightened on his legs causing him to let out a breath.

“Jungkook,” you moaned lightly. He swallowed hard at the sound of his name purring perfectly on your tongue.

“Y-Yeah?” You bit your bottom lip, hating that you were going to say this.

“I think you should stop…” He almost ceased his hands but curiosity got the best of him. He leaned forward slightly as he continued to massage you.

“Is that what you really want?” His whispered; warmth on your neck as you felt his breath graze the skin. The goosebumps gave him his answer but he needed to hear it.

“N-No,” you said in a timid voice. You couldn’t bear to open your eyes, not wanting this dream to end. His thumb slowly rubbed a gentle line up and down your neck to your ear.

“Tell me what you want,” he said in a low voice. You could feel his gentle touch brush the hair away from your shoulder. He looked at the nape of your neck with desire in his eyes but all you could feel was his breath less than an inch from your skin. A soft whimper escaped your lips at the anticipation of his touch.

“Tell me, Y/N, or I’ll stop right now.” He spoke slowly as if to let his words absorb into your skin. It made your core ache so much. Your arousal took over and clouded your head. You could easily feel his arousal pressing against your back, becoming harder by the second.

The grip on his thighs became tighter as did the air in your chest. It was such a fine line between determining exactly what he expected from you. Are you supposed to tell him to make a move? Are you just supposed to tell him to keep massaging you? Your head is spinning. Suddenly, you feel a rush of heat and spontaneously get up from the couch.

“I…I need water.” While taking deep breaths, you hurry to the kitchen and reach into the cabinet for a glass. After opening the fridge, you grab some water and fill it just enough to get a taste and start gulping it down. You suddenly feel a presence next to you and jump a little when you see Jungkook towering over you.

“God Jungkook… I almost choked…” Jungkook looked you up and down; something lingering in his eyes that you couldn’t decipher. So, you lowered your gaze and started to turn away but stop when you feel his hand over yours on the empty glass.

“Y/N…” His voice is a mere whisper; just enough to send chills down your spine. Slowly you meet his gaze and feel like the breath has been knocked out of you just in the way he’s looking at you.

“I need to know what you want from me,” he inches closer, “because I need to know that I’m not completely out of my mind when I do this…” You look up at him with innocent doe eyes with question.

“Do…what?” Your voice is so soft as you could barely get it out of your throat. Jungkook licks his lips and gently places his hand against your neck. His eyes are fixated on your lips and it feels like time is moving very slowly yet so fast. Then in an instant, his lips were pressed against yours. You stood frozen in place as his soft lips tenderly massaged against yours. The feeling was unlike any other. Without giving it anything thought, you let out a little moan and found yourself moving your hands into his dark hair. This must have been the only answer he needed because he let out a groan and quickly lifted you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

No words were exchanged; only heaving breathing and moans filling the air. He carried you back over to the couch until you felt your back touch the cushion. Jungkook hovered over you, resting between your legs without breaking contact with you.

The feeling of his clothed erection makes your core pulse with need - so warm, so hard. It’s hard to figure out what is happening while the hormones in your body are telling you to shut up and keep going. Jungkook finally comes up for air and looks down at you through his bangs; searching your eyes for whatever lies behind them. But before he could get a word out, something in you shifts and you grab his shirt to pull him back down to devour your lips yet again.

“Baby…we should…talk about this,” Jungkook said with a chuckle between kisses. You looked up at him as he pulls away, both of your lips swollen and pink. He bites his bottom lip with a satisfied smirk.

“Is it safe to say you want this as much as I do,” he asks in a tender voice. Your cheeks become flushed with heat as you nod slowly.

“I’ve always wanted this,” you say sheepishly. Another smirk stretches on his lips as he pulls himself up a little to yank his shirt off of his head; revealing his muscular chest.

“Thank god…” He mumbles the words in a huff and closes the gap between you once more. Needless to say, every little thing that bothered you today didn’t matter anymore now that you finally had what you’ve always wanted - him.

The Push

Author: @underthejoon

Creative Content Contributor: @baebae-goodnight cause she’s amazing and I love her for all her sensational moodboards.

Genre/AU: Smut/Fluff with a teeny hint of angst. College AU/Friends to Lovers AU. Everyone is a clueless mess basically, you know the deal.

Word Count: 11k

Rating/Warnings: M for Mature. Dry humping, unprotected sex, language and mentions of drinking. 

A/N: If the first half of this fic look familiar, it’s because it’s an old, unfinished series of mine from a different fandom that I repurposed into a oneshot. Also the POV switches at times between Jungkook and reader but it is clearly indicated at the top of each section.

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By Its Cover (M)

The one where Jungkook makes a horrifically bad first impression. 

Pairing: Jungkook x reader 

Warnings: Jungkook is actually an absolute sweetheart.  Smut; kissing, handjobs, fingering and unprotected penetrative sex. 

Word Count: 21K

Loitering at the edge of the curb that sits just outside your second-floor flat, you exhale a heavy sigh. There’s a long night at work ahead of you, no doubt; taking orders, making idle chitchat - standing on your feet for hours on end - and honestly, the idea of it has you feeling far less than enthused. 

It’s not as though you hate your job. The tips are good and the kitchen staff are skilled enough that you rarely ever have to deal with any complaints, and given that your parents own the place it’s not as though it’s ever a struggle to change your shift or take the day off. Still, some days even the most motivated employees don’t feel like working, and today is one of those days.

Pulling your phone from your back pocket, you make sure to glance from left to right to check for oncoming traffic before succumbing to the lure of the sixth-inch screen now rested in your palm. You’re already smiling as you open the message that’s awaiting you; a reply from Namjoon confirming the plans you’d made to go see a film together this weekend - strictly as friends, of course. As handsome as Namjoon is, the two of you shared far too many childhood paddling pools growing up to ever be able to consider each other as anything more than the very best of friends - a good thing, really, considering he’s about as straight as a right angle.

You step off of the pavement, head bent low as your thumbs tap out a reply to the lightly teasing tone in which he so often texts you; so absorbed by the technology in your hand that you don’t even see the motorbike that’s speeding down the road, heading directly across your path. It’s not until it’s almost right on top of you that you even hear the engine’s roar, but as soon as your brain registers the sound it stops your body in its tracks, reflexively flinching backwards just in time to narrowly avoid being hit by anything more than a strong gust of wind as it careens past.

Panic-stricken, you very nearly drop your phone as you stumble back onto the safety of the pavement, hands shaking, and you don’t even really realise you’re yelling until people around you have started to stop and stare. The woman who’d seen it all happen and had originally begun to approach you to offer her aid has now thought better of it; crossing over to the other side of the road rather than deal with the adrenaline-fuelled rage that has you spewing a litany of curses after the motorcyclist and sticking your first and middle finger up in the air. You know he won’t be able to hear a word of it but you don’t let that stop you, only ending your tirade once his dot of dark hair has disappeared from sight and the sound of his motorbike has faded in the distance; a gentle, distant purr.

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words are beautiful, but not as beautiful as you (taeguk)

part one-intro (updates every Thursday)

pairing: taeguk

word count-418

genres-fluff

Jeon Jeongguk is in love with two things: words and Kim Taehyung.

Jeon Jeongguk was in love with two things.

Words were one of them. He was beyond in love with words, and the way the flowed together to create beautiful stories. He loved the way words formed tales for little children to hear, the way they would giggle at them in their favorite book, or at a certain, mildly inappropriate words that seemed oh so forbidden to their little ears. He loved the endlessness of words; no one could ever learn every words possible, and new words were getting created every day. He loved how simplistic they are, and how grand they are.

Kim Taehyung was the other. He was beyond in love with Kim Taehyung, and the way he made his heart beat faster than a rollercoaster. He loved the moles that covered Taehyung's skin that he loved to plant kisses over, and how he would sometimes pinch the fat between them to create little elephants on his body. He loved the unconditional love Taehyung supplies him with; no one would ever be able to love him the same way as Taehyung did, and he didn’t want anyone else to. He loved how simplistic he was, and how grand he was.

And although he loved words so much, he has never been able to put a word to how he felt for Kim Taehyung.

A bit of an oxymoron, isn’t it? The thing he loves most he cannot apply to the other thing he loves most.

Jeongguk thought hard about how he felt for Kim Taehyung, the twenty-three year old artist who managed to capture the boy’s heart, and he’s never been able to identify it. Love wasn’t strong enough. Passion wasn’t strong enough. Enchantment wasn’t strong enough either.

There are no possible labels Jeon Jeongguk can put on his feelings for Kim Taehyung. Instead of sitting in his bed at dark thinking about it, and never being able to find an answer, he decided upon finding words to describe the wonderous Kim Taehyung.

Jeon Jeongguk wasn’t sure if he could describe anything about Taehyung using any words at all. Taehyung belonged in an epic prom by Homer, or to be seated in the sky with the gods. But, if Jeongguk wasn’t able to describe how he felt about Taehyung, he was going to find words to describe him, and hopefully they’d lead him to the answer he’d been looking for forever. But, there’s just one problem.

How does someone describe some who is unable to be described?

a/n: tell me what you think! have a good morning/night/afternoon!

he won’t know (m) 01

➔ summary: Growing up you always had a crush on the heartthrob in human form; Jeon Jungkook. But you never managed to muster up the courage to develop anything with him, alas you eventually got yourself a boyfriend, thinking you had gotten over your silly middle-school crush and your boyfriend had become the one that held your heart, well, at least that’s what you thought.

➔ pairing: Jungkook X Reader

➔ genre: cheating!au, smut, slight angst.

➔ warnings: cheating with jungkook - In no way do i encourage cheating, this is pure fiction, mature language, multiple smut scenes, multiple orgasms, fingering, cunniligus, unprotected sex, overstimulation, jk has a huge schlong wbk, dirty talk, plot if you squint, edited (i apologise if there’re any mistakes, one of my many talents is overlooking typos), graphic?

➔ wordcount: 12.1k shuSH

part 1, part 2, part 3 (final)

“Canon ball!” Hoseok yelled out loud before speed running and jumping into the water, causing a huge wave to hit the edges of the pool, “Hoseok!” You yelled semi-annoyed while laughing as you attempted to wipe of the water droplets running down your exposed stomach.

You and a your friend group had decided that it was time to take a long deserved break. You had all finally finished with finals, and you were all completely worn out from the countless, sleepless nights of studying. Your friend group, which included; Jimin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Seokjin, Hoseok, Jungkook, Taehyung, and lastly your best friend, Mina.

You had all agreed to step away from studies for the time being, just for a little while until your next exam approached, and just chill and enjoy each other’s company, and what better way to do so then sit by the pool. Jimin so happened to own a beach house close to the beach (duh), which was perfect.

In reality his parents owned the house, but they had been kind enough to let you all borrow it over the weekend.

Both parents agreed on the friend group deserving a break after studying so damn hard.

It was a three-floored house with a handful of bedrooms and bathrooms, so you all had enough space to sleep somewhere comfortable instead of the cold marble floor.

“Oh c’mon Y/N, you’re wearing a bikini. It’s made for the purpose of engaging in water-based activity,” Hoseok piped as he wiped the excess droplets trickling down from the side of his neck. You rolled your eyes at his choice of words. He was probably still in the exam mind-set, which allowed him to use such formal words when he easily just could’ve told you a bikini was made to get wet.

“I’d rather just sit here and enjoy the sun,” you said, laying back down and allowing the rays of the deep orange sunset light to warm up your skin. “Then go inside to the rest of the gang, if you don’t want to swim,” Namjoon let out while he was floating on his back, looking as if he was trying to become one with the water.

You, Namjoon, Hoseok and Jungkook were the only ones that were sitting outside by the pool, either swimming or trying to get a tan. And frankly, you were the only one doing the second option.

The three boys, mostly Namjoon and Hoseok, had tried to convince you for over an hour to come in and join them in the water, but you’d much rather prefer to just sit back down in your beach chair and relax.

The rest of the group was chilling inside the beach house, playing cards and board games while most probably munching on a bunch of snacks. You didn’t feel like going inside and eating your weight in snacks, not that it didn’t sound like a delightful idea.

But you’d rather just sit outside and enjoy the shining sun, since you had spent the last couple of weeks studying in your room with absolutely no rays of sunlight, like some sort of ancient caveman. You missed it, you missed the light.

Pulling you out of your thoughts, your phone made a small vibration next to your thigh making you open your eyes and shift your attention over to the phone to see who had messaged you. Hoping it was your beloved boyfriend, Jaehyun, your thoughts filled with hope, only to be crushed seconds later when you saw you had gotten an email about some irrelevant advertisement about a diarrhoea colored couch being on sale. No wonder it was on sale, it was ugly as shit, almost literally.

Your back hit the beach chair while a long sigh left your lips. You and Jaehyun had been dating for a little over 8 months. He had asked you to be his girlfriend on a cute picnic date in one of your favorite parks.

He was your dream guy; he was sweet, thoughtful, funny, and not to mention, really handsome. In your eyes he was the whole damn package. Everything was going so well the first couple of months, but when exam season rolled around you both started to become more distant, you were long over the honeymoon phase of your relationship.

You didn’t lose interest in each other, well, in a way you did, but it wasn’t intentionally. You had both been so busy with studying that you barely had time to spend with each other. The sweet goodnight texts he would send you every night slowly reduced by the day. The spontaneous facetime-calls vanished.

You barely saw each other anymore. Alas, putting all of those factors aside, you could see Jaehyun was trying. He was truly trying to keep in contact with you, and make you feel like you had a boyfriend that wanted to know how you were doing and ask you about your day.

Truth be told, you missed feeling like you had a boyfriend.

“You good, Y/N?” Namjoon’s deep voice broke you out of your thoughts, “what?” you blinked twice. “You’ve been staring at the same spot for a solid ten minutes, without blinking. I was starting to worry that a fly might get its way into your eye,” he chuckled lightly.

“N-no, I’m good, just thinking ‘tis all,” you heard an over exaggerated uhhh escape Hoseok’s mouth, “trouble in paradise, girly? What’s his name, Jichan?” 

“Jaehyun,” you corrected, “and no, everything’s fine with him and I,” you assured, but the guys didn’t quite believe you. They had noticed how you started to speak less of him as the weeks passed by.

You would always share cute pictures you and your boyfriend took on the dates you would go on every once in a while, or you would talk about how you both would stay up till the ass-crack of dawn to text or call.

But you couldn’t talk about those kinds of things anymore, since those events stopped occurring. But they didn’t want to push it, it wasn’t their business anyway, so they just decided to let it slide. Well, except for Jungkook.

“What happened? Can’t satisfy you anymore?” the dark-haired boy asked cockily, causing all three pairs of wide eyes to shift to his direction. He coolly slid his hand through his dark wet locks.

“Jungkook, leave it,” Namjoon scolded him calmly but sternly. You felt your heart slightly race in frustration. This brat, you thought. Wanting to stand up for yourself, and not wanting to look like you needed anybody else to do it for you, you answered him, “we’ve been busy studying,” you kept it sweet and short.

Your relationship with Jungkook wasn’t exactly… what’s the word? Existent.

You were part of the same friend group, and that was all you two were, two people sharing the same group of friends. You never uttered more than a few words to each other, and if you had a decent conversation there was always a third party involved. Though it wasn’t enough to call him a friend.

But that didn’t stop him from having the balls to act like an ass to you from time to time, like now, but other than that, you two didn’t really talk so much.

You like to blame your non-existent friendship on the previous crush you had on him. You had small feelings lingering for Jungkook in middle school, long before you even knew Jaehyun, back then Jungkook was the one who had your heart without having any knowledge of it.

Jeon Jungkook was the throb of your heart. Was.

And because of those meaningless feelings, you never got the courage to try and develop a friendship with him.

But over time you just got used to not having any form of relationship with him, so you just decided to let it be, and he too didn’t seem to care about trying to earn your acquaintance.

Time passed by, the sun had set, and the boys still tried their best to convince you to join them in the pool, but your butt remained in the beach chair, like it had for hours now.

They kept telling you how there really wasn’t any excuse since the sun had set, and your only reason for not joining them was because you wanted to supposedly enjoy the sun.

All in all, You were all having fun, Jin came out to you guys countless times, to check on you all once in a while, him being the mom-figure he was, he brought a few snacks so you wouldn’t starve to death or get a spontaneous cramp and drown. His words, not yours.

“Guys, I’m really tired,” Hoseok started, “I think I’m gonna call it a night and join the rest of the gang inside. 

You coming?” He raised an eyebrow at all three of you, “yeah, let me join you,” Namjoon let out. Both elder boys swimming to the edge of the pool to dry themselves off and join the rest of the group inside the beach house.

You realized you were going to be left alone awkwardly with Jungkook. So before any awkward conversation could occur, you decided to get up and escape, “you’re leaving too?”

Jungkook’s voice made you stop in your tracks and look over your shoulder, “what does it look like?” you answered back half-assed, in all honesty you were still a little annoyed at Jungkook because of his unnecessary remark about your relationship with Jaehyun.

“Don’t leave,” he broke you out of your internal rant, “why not?” you crossed your arms. He swam to the nearest edge, resting both elbows on the marble. “I don’t want to be out here all alone, and I don’t wanna go in just yet,” he argued.

“So, you want me to stay?” he rolled his eyes at the obvious, “no dumbass, I asked you to stay obviously because I want you to leave,” you smiled mischievously at his sarcasm, “gladly,” you bowed sarcastically while holding your non-existent gown, and proceeded to make your way over to the house,

“Yes,” he sighed loudly, “I want you to stay.”

You turned around again. Going through all the possible reason as to why you shouldn’t stay out with the brat. He’s just going to be an ass to you again.

Maybe he didn’t mean it?

Are you dumb? When has Jeon Jungkook ever been nice to you?

Well… Maybe this could finally be a chance to start a friendship with him?

The two demons in you were fighting about whether or not you should’ve stayed. Your angelic side wanting to stay and attempt to develop a friendship with the boy you secretly always admired from a far but hated publicly.

While your demonic side was telling you that he could go and suck your dick and choke on it and, maybe if you were lucky, hopefully permanently damage his esophagus.

Realizing you probably looked like an idiot just standing there, staring at nothing. You blinked a couple of time before finally making up your mind.

It wouldn’t be that bad to spend a couple more moments out here with Jungkook, if everything went to complete and utter shit, throwing yourself into the water and drown was always an option.

You made your way back over to your beloved beach chair, about to take a seat when, “what are you doing?” Jungkook’s voice stopped you from placing yourself on the chair, “sitting?”

“No, you’re gonna swim,” Jungkook protested, crossing his arms under water but it was still clearly visible to you, “I’m not going in,” you placed yourself on the chair, “yes you are,” you saw Jungkook from the corner of your eye swimming closer to you, you didn’t let your brain accept what he’s about to do, “what are you doing?” you asked half scared, half annoyed. It was enough for him to have you stay.

Having you go in and swim when you clearly didn’t want to was downright provoking. “I’m dragging you in here myself,” a smirk painted itself across Jungkook’s uneven lips, “No, you’re not,” you said, trying to mentally plant your fingers on the chair to make it impossible for him to lift you from the chair.

He lifted himself up from the water, putting his perfectly sculpted body on display for you. Your eyes stung at the sight and you almost painfully forced yourself not to look at his abdomen and chest. Eyes on his face.

He walked over to you ever so slowly, as if he was giving you a few extra seconds to make up your mind. Your eyes betraying you, your gaze shifted down to his strong biceps. Your mind flooded with thoughts of his rock-hard arms wrapped around you, his veiny hands placed on the small of your back, in attempt to get you up from the chair.

The sole thought made your stomach twist in an unknown way.

You can’t let him touch you.

“Fine!” you exclaimed loudly, making him flinch backwards. You removed the towel covering your thighs and made your way over to the metal pool ladder that descended its way down the pool.

It had become completely unnoticed, but it somehow slipped your vision that Jungkook was already back in the pool, swimming backward strokes, watching you playfully as you unwillingly wrapped your fingers around the metal poles. “Today, Y/N.”

You looked back at Jungkook with narrowed eyes. You took slow steps into the cold water. The feeling of goosebumps lick up and down your spine repeatedly from the sudden contact of icy water, your body twitched. The sun was also gone, meaning the water had dropped a few temperatures.

Your back faced the water, it took you a good minute to let your body adjust to the cold temperature. You inhaled and exhaled deeply trying to relax with both eyes closed, and you’re almost there. Your body was now feeling warmer, so you opened your eyes, ready to go in, but you looked down on the metal poles and saw another set of hands placed tightly around the bars.

Realisation hit you like a truck at the warm temperature-like feeling that was felt from behind. More specifically, another body behind you. You discreetly turned around, without bumping into him. You stopped breathing from the closeness of his face.

“You sure like taking your time, don’t you?” Jungkook broke the intense silence. His dark hooded eyes were fixated on you, making your knees tremble slightly. It made you uncomfortable to have him this close. “Get away from me,” it came out barely as a whisper. All strength that was intended was all gone.

His fingers unlocked from around the bars and you exhaled slightly in relief. Only to have your breath caught up in your throat, when Jungkook decided it’d be a good idea, to wrap his fingers around your wrists instead. “No- I can do it myself, Let go!” you tried to yank your hand out of his grip but you miserably failed.

A wide grin is plastered on his face as he dragged you further into the pool, “thought I might help you,” he brought you even closer to him, and you feebly tried to kick your legs under the water to increase the distance between you.

Finally he brought you to stand right in front of him. He placed both your hands on his broad chest by accident, in attempt to keep your hands still. You tried your luck one more time and yanked your hand away from his using all your strength. Finally, you succeeded.

But that didn’t stop him from coming closer to you. He took small steps in the water, getting closer to you. And you, horrified, backed away. “Jungkook, what’s gotten into you, stop it.” You said firmly. Your eyebrows clashed at his puzzled silence.

You felt the fine hairs on your back rise at the way his breath grew unsteady. His breath hit your face, causing the electric-like feeling up your spine, to intensify, yet you convinced yourself it was because of the cold water.

You saw his eyes switch between your own and your lips. You didn’t know if you were hallucinating or not, but you could’ve sworn you saw him slowly leaning in while secreting his lips with his wet muscle. He was about to- Oh no…

“Whoa! The water feels great!” you extended your arms up in the air on purpose, to create some much needed space between you. Almost hitting his nose, he backed away from you, a little shocked at the sudden outburst. Before he was able to process the situation, you hurried yourself into the water, mentally cursing at the cold liquid touching your skin.

“Wah, it’s so nice,” you convincingly lied, “I see why you want to spend a little more time in here, so relaxing!” you splashed some water on your arms and under your armpits as if you were showering.

Your mouth twitched at the fake smile that painted across your face. Jungkook, on the other hand, was still quite confused, “don’t you think?” you asked wanting to pull him out of whatever thought was going through his mind.

He nodded hesitantly, “yeah, I… I guess,” he scratched the back of his head, his mind still being in a daze of confusion. You sighed in relief from the success of being able to escape the previous situation. Your heart was anxiously racing. You patted your chest in attempt to calm your racing heart down.

Pulling you out of your thoughts, you heard your phone ringing loudly. You titled your head, trying to think of who could be calling you this late. “I’ll get it,” Jungkook piped, not letting you respond.

He made his way to the edge of the pool, doing a mini-mermaid stroke with his legs to kick himself up from the water.

He crawled up from the pool and made his way over to the beach chair with the vibrating device on it. “Who is it?” you asked, making your way over to the edge of the pool, following the same movements he made to get out of the pool. You as well, crawled out of the pool. You eyed him confused as you saw his eyes darkening at what seemed to be the ID caller. “Jaehyun,” he said bluntly.

Your heart fluttered at the mention of his name. Not bothering to ask what had gotten into Jungkook, you snatched the phone from his hands, immediately pressing on the green button, and brining the device up to your ear

“Jaehyun-ah!” you exclaimed excited, which only made Jungkook’s eyes grow darker hearing the nickname roll off your lips, but it came unnoticed in your mind.

“Hey, Princess,” your loving boyfriend’s voice was heard from the other line. Your smile grew at the pet name. Not hearing his voice for a long time really had made you sad, considering how you two could never even go a day without hearing from one another.

“Hey,” you greeted back, your smile growing. Your eyes shifted over to Jungkook. And you noticed how his eyes had grown hooded while you had been all smiley with Jaehyun on the other line. “How’ve you been, Y/N?” Jungkook took a few steps closer, almost towering over you, but you managed to place a hand on his bare chest to keep your distance from him.

Ignoring the flutter in your stomach at the skin-to-skin contact with Jungkook, you took a few steps backwards to increase the distance between the two of you. But managing to keep your hand on his chest to keep him in place.

“I’ve been good. Finals went well and now I’m just chilling with the gang at Jimin’s beach house,” You answered, still, your full attention on the endearing boy on the other line.

But bursting your perfect little bubble, Jungkook slid his fingers around yours; waiting for you to react, and it certainly didn’t take long. ‘What are you doing?’ you mouthed discreetly to the drenched male in front of you. Creepy sensations being sent to your spine from the fingers he had wrapped his own around.

He did nothing but filthily smirk at you before brining you hand up to his cheek. You’re eyes widen in sudden shock, body completely frozen. Being slightly panicked would be an understatement.

“Hello? Y/N, you there?”Jaehyun was now the one to cut you out of you sudden daze, “y-yeah, I’m here. The connection must’ve been bad, I didn’t get what you were saying,” a small aha was heard from Jaehyun.

Jungkook brought your hand, along with his own, up to his face. Subconsciously you cupped his face, you knees almost gave up on you at the sight but visibly you could see him melting into the heat of your palm. “So soft,” he whispered to himself, as if he was talking to your hand, completely forgetting your existence. But his eyes quickly averted to your own, making you lock gazes.

“What have you been up to?” Jaehyun asked from the other line. You didn’t give yourself the time to answer him, since your priority right now was to get Jungkook off of you. You tried jerking your hand away from his but you failed miserably. It only made him come closer to you, leaving almost no space between the two of you, “you really should answer him, angel,” Jungkook whispered, making sure his own voice didn’t reach the other line.

Absolutely frozen in place you managed to utter a few words, “nothing really… you?” Jungkook smiled in satisfaction, his lips moving to the bud of your fingers, placing small pecks of affection on each and every one of them. You moved your phone to the edge of your shoulder, “Jungkook, stop,” you said before bringing the phone back up to your ear.

“Ah y’know, just been busy with work and studies, the usual.” Jungkook’s small peck trailed down to your palm, making his way down and up your arm.

You could feel your breath growing unsteady, “are you alright?” at this point Jungkook had reached your neck, placing small kitty licks on the crook of your neck. “You’re... Panting?”

“J-Jungkook, stop. P-please…” your body betraying your words, you felt your head tilt slightly to the side giving him more space. A breathy chuckle left his lips, causing goosebumps to aggressively shoot through your body.

He continued to nip carefully on your soft skin, “answer him,” he purred demandingly close to your ear, his voicing dropping at least one octave, “yeah, just a little dizzy. I-I should get going.”

“Oh okay, take ca-” you cut the line, letting the phone slide down from your fingers, “good girl,” Jungkook praised you before wrapping his arms around your waist, causing a small gasp to escape your lips.

He turned you both around, and sat down making you straddle his lap, your legs on either side of him. You tried to stand up, you really did, but his arms were tightly secured around your waist making it almost impossible for you to even move.

“You’re so beautiful,” he cooed, making you stop attempting to rise from him. His words caught you off guard. He started trailing kisses between the bridge of your two breasts.

You bit your lips trying your damn best to hold back any sounds from escaping. You refused to let him know how good he was making you feel. He trailed wet open-mouthed kisses from your chest, making his way up your neck.

He grabbed your waist, making you lay down on the beach chair while he hovered above you, completely trapping you. He looked into your eyes, admiring the way your pupils were dilated. He smirked--you were enjoying this.

You stared back at him, lips slightly parted, heavy breaths escaping as if you were patiently waiting for his next move. He lowered his head, licking his lips before attaching them to your own.

He moved at a gentle pace as if he was trying to savor your taste. He pulls away for a brief second, “you taste so sweet,” He smacked any thought out of your mind and continued to kiss you, but still you didn’t reciprocate. You tried your best not to move your lips with his pink and plush ones. They felt so soft, so gentle and, god, so warm. You couldn’t give in, you just couldn’t do that to Jaehyun. To yourself.

His hands made their way to your thighs, bending your knees as he lowered his pelvis to your middle, making the move more intimate. Confused as to why you didn’t kiss back, he removed his lips from yours to get a good look at your face in fear of the fact that he might have crossed the line with you.

Yes he wanted you, a lot, but he would never force you to do anything out of your comfort-zone. But a smile twitched on the corners of his lips in relief getting a good glimpse of your face. Cheeks flustered with pink, pupils dilated, breath unsteady, lips unintentionally parted and slightly swollen. His doing.

He still didn’t know if you wanted him as much as he wanted you, but one thing was he sure about. You didn’t want him to stop. How could you? 

If you truly wanted him off of you, you would have pushed him away and rushed inside the house, yet here you were. Letting him hold you, letting him hover over you, letting him kiss you--worship you.

He lowered his face again, but his lips didn’t touch yours. His mouth brushed over yours, while his hand caressed your side. He was ruining you. You didn’t dare to move, he could kiss you, but you couldn’t kiss him. As much as you may have wanted to, as much as he made you want to crash your lips against his. You couldn’t do it. You didn’t have the heart to.

“Are you thinking about him?” Jungkook chirped lightly, his mouth still micrometers away from you. You couldn’t do anything but nod, your eyes fixated on his eyes, occasionally switching to his lips, “I can make you forget about him,” he confirmed, “I won’t make you regret this,” his voice was so gentle. It was as if he was a siren, his voice making you forget about anything and everything, only making you focus on the soft vibrations reaching your ears.

“But you have to let me, Y/N,” he spoke again, “I won’t go any further unless you ask me to,” he stared deeply into your eyes, searching for any sign of consent, but he knew the only kind of consent that’d make him keep going, was your verbal consent.

He didn’t dare to rush you, he’s been wanting you for so long, he couldn’t rush things with you if it’d mean he’d blow it. He had waited so long.

He had waited so long to finally hold you, to have you under him all flushed, and now that he finally had the chance to have you, he didn’t dare to blow it. He couldn’t afford to think with his dick right now. “Jungkook, I-“

“You guys still in the pool?!” You quickly pushed Jungkook off of you, dusting off your body as if he was some kind of germ, “w-we were just about to go in!” you yelled back to Jimin, who was standing on the balcony from the second floor, looking down at the two of you.

“You should come in before it gets too dark,” Jimin pronounced with a smile before making his way back into the house, probably to join the others in whatever the hell they were doing.

“Y/N-“ before Jungkook could speak any further, you grabbed your towel and rushed into the house, too embarrassed to face him.

“Oh, hey Y/N,” Namjoon smiled warmly at you once he spotted your flustered form standing by the door frame. You had your towel wrapped securely over your shoulders, “hey,” you replied as you made your way over to the staircase.

“Where are you going?” Jimin asked you, making you stop in your tracks, “I’m tired… so I’m gonna call it a night. See you in the morning,” you said keeping it short and sweet, but before any of them could protest you spoke again, “Mina,” you got your best friend’s attention, “come with me?”

You could see in the girl’s eyes she was about to turn you down. But you tried your damn hardest to give her a look that said, please-just-come-with-me-and-don’t-argue, and luckily, she got the message, “uhm, yeah sure.”

-

“I KNEW IT!” Mina yelled loudly. You quickly had to slap a hand over her mouth to shut her up, “are you insane?! They’re going to hear you!” you whisper yelled aggressively. You had told Mina about what happened between you and Jungkook when you both were alone in the pool.

But you made sure to keep the details about how flustered he made you feel, out. “I called it!” Mina announced happily over your hand. She had always been bright about the idea of you and Jungkook. Even before you met Jaehyun.

She had gotten salty once you told her about Jaehyun, long back before the two of you even started dating. You remember her not wanting to speak to you for over three days, but in the end, she reminded herself that she needed to be your best friend and support you no matter what, even if she disagreed with you, it was your relationship not hers, and if Jaehyun was able to make you happy then that was all that mattered.  

No, she wasn’t hyping you up about cheating; of course she thought and knew it was very wrong and something that should never be done. But Mina knew about your relationship status with Jaehyun, she had known it wasn’t exactly a bundle of roses as it had previously been. She wasn’t sure if Jaehyun was making you as happy as he could anymore.

And to add on top of that, it was Jungkook that you had been a little unfaithful with, which was the cherry on top for Mina.

“Mina, it was a mistake, nothing’s going to happen,” the joyous grin plastered on her face slowly faded, “why not?” she asked curiously, innocently tilting her head to the side while crossing her arms, “because I don’t like Jungkook that way, heck I don’t even like him as a person,” your sentence followed a deep sigh, “look, it was just a stupid mistake I let happen, okay?”

“You may not like him but you sure as hell find him attractive,” smugly, she crossed her arms while side-eyeing your amused. You nearly choked on your spit, “pardon?”

“Oh, c’mon Y/N. You might be stubborn as hell but you’re not blind, Jungkook is so hot even satan would be sweating around him,” you rolled your eyes, “well if you think he’s so hot then why don’t you fuck him?” you were almost yelling at this point, completely forgetting about the others downstairs. 

‘‘Obviously you want it more than I do,” You almost threw yourself out of the window, you had never sighed so dramatically in your life but at the moment you had no other way of expressing your annoyance. 

“You wanted him, didn’t you?” you shot your eyes at Mina, “what do you mean?” she looked around Jimin’s room, “I mean, technically, you didn’t stop him, Jimin did,” you rolled your eyes, “yeah thank God he did,” you ran your fingers through your hair, not daring to think about what would’ve happened if Jimin hadn’t interrupted you.

“What I’m saying is, think about what would’ve happened if Jimin hadn’t interfered,” she piped innocently, a small yet creepy smile threatened to paint itself over her face, “I would’ve stopped him,” you answered a little too confidently, “would you really?”

“Look, I don’t want to talk about this - I don’t even know what it was, point is I just want to go to sleep, and you’re staying with me to stop him in case he barges in, in the middle of the night to touch me,” you let out all in one breath, “I will, but not unless you do want him to touch you.”

“I don’t!” you defended yourself, a little upset, “yeah, yeah. Just go to sleep, I’m gonna go take a shower,” Mina got up from the bed, going over to the closet to grab a towel and a few clothing items from Jimin, eventually walking into the bathroom, running the water.

You exhaustedly threw the back of your head against the pillow of the bed. Fuck you, Jeon Jungkook, you thought. Why did he have to make things so complicated for you? Why did he have to grab you the way he did?

Why did he have to make your heart beat so fast you thought it was going to explode, you weren’t going to lie to yourself, you did find Jungkook attractive, but was there more to it? Or were you just nervous and uncomfortable?

Would you have continued if Jimin hadn’t interrupted, would you have kissed him? Would you have let him touch you? Would you have touched him? What if he had-

DING DING

Cutting you out of your trance, you lazily rolled over the bed, reached for your phone that was laying peacefully on the nightstand. You clicked on the home button, making the screen light up, showing the name of the person who had messaged you.

-1m ago

Jungkook: Angel...

-now

Jungkook: Call me.

You stood there, for a solid minute just staring at your phone, God what does he want now? You decided to ignore him, placing the phone back on the nightstand and planting your face on the pillow.  

RIIIIING

This motherfuc- angrily slapping your hand on the phone to pick it up, you clicked on the green button mere moments before placing it on your ear, “what?” you let out impatiently.

“Y/N…” Jungkook’s voice was heard from the other line. You froze, but not because Jungkook had called you, no, because your name rolled off his lips like a…. moan?

“What do you want..?” you asked, almost terrified of knowing the answer, but at that moment it felt like the right thing to ask, “I want you in my room,”  you swore you could feel your knees shaking, even though you were sitting down they trembled.

You heard a small whimper escape from his mouth. Worry crept its way into you, “are…are you okay?” once again, you were almost terrified of asking.

“No I’m fucking not,” he growled, “you’re so rude, Y/N… you know that?” a small chuckle was heard from the other line, and again, a soft moan followed. “God, you frustrate me so much, angel,” he purred from the other line.

You felt your heart rate increase, pinching the insides of your thighs together, “Jungkook, I don’t understand…” you almost whispered, not being sure if it was unconsciously or if it was because you didn’t want Mina to hear your conversation with the boy.

“I’m in bathroom next to the master bedroom, come by and I’ll explain,” he pleaded, making it sound almost innocent, but you weren’t that stupid, you knew what was in store for you if you were enough of an idiot to commit that mistake.

“Like hell I’ll come by,” you said sternly, as if you weren’t a little hazed just a few moments ago. You had to stand your ground; you couldn’t let him fog your mind.

“P-please. It hurts…” his voice came out as a small whine, your vision suddenly went blank for a brief second, it hurts? Your confidence immediately died down, small proportions of worry started to creep its way into your body.

“J-Jungkook? What’s wrong?” you heard a sharp grunt escape the small speaker, making you flinch slightly in place.

“I need you - ahh shit - I need you to touch me, Y/N,” Only by then did it click in your mind, “My hand isn’t enough, fuck- it doesn’t even work when I imagine it’s yours,” he was touching himself, and to the thought of you.

Your knees shuddered to the bare thought of him getting off to you. You couldn’t let him break you, couldn’t let him know he had a chance to break you.

“I’m with Jaehyun, you know,” you said bluntly, another grunt was heard from the line, but this one wasn’t an aroused one, it was out of annoyance.

“And?” he growled.

“Are you serious?” you huffed in disbelief, “you can’t be this much of a jerk,” you semi-crossed you arms since your right one was occupied with your phone, “He doesn’t have to know, it can be our little s-secret, just between you and - Nghh - and me,” you scoffed at the suggestion. “Please, angel. I’ll eat you out till the crack of fucking dawn, I’ll do whatever you want me to, and you know I can make you feel really good, just- ah fuck- please. Please come over and let me have you.”

The protest dying in the back of your throat, being completely tongue-tied, you just stared at the blank wall in front of you.

“I’ll treat you and worship you like the princess you are, I’ll spread your legs and eat you out until you’re shaking in your own arousal,” your breath collapsed at the pool you felt forming between your legs.

You knew the right thing to do was to stop him talking about what he could do to you, with you, if you were in the bathroom in this very moment. The way he’d kiss you, hold you, fuck you-.

“You don’t have to do anything, just come over here and- ahhh fuck!” his unstable breath cutting him off mid-sentence, the filthy scenarios being too much to think about. “Please… Y/N, I’m begging you.”

At this point you were shaking, your own breath was beginning to grow unevenly, your fingers were trembling. You’re legs were shaking so much it hurt, if you tried to walk you knew damn well you’d fall right on your face, you were fucked.

“Jungkook stop. You’re torturing me…” you exhaled, not realising you had held your breath in the first place. “The only way I’d possibly be torturing you, is by not touching you sooner.”

You brought your knees to your chest, hugging them tightly, desperately trying to control the pounding in your heart and the pool forming between your legs. Another whimper was heard from your phone, and the sound shot straight to your middle.

Before he could utter another word, you did the only thing you could think of: You threw the phone, making it land somewhere on a big pile of clothes that were on the ground. 

You didn’t pay attention, too distracted by the sudden aching in your core, to realise you had forgotten to end the call. Though it wasn’t on speaker, you could clearly hear the loud grunts and whines from the device.

“Y/N?” you heard from the bathroom. You sprung to your feet, “shitshitshitshit,” you quickly jumped onto the pile of clothes, a very unnecessary move, and pressed the red button on your phone.

And as if scripted, Mina opened the door to a rather weird scene, “you okay?” you were laying flat on Jimin’s pile of dirty laundry with your phone in your hand.

Your gaze shifted to your best friend who was only standing with a bathrobe on her body and a towel on her head.

“Y-yeah I’m just tired,” you lie, “I’m gonna call it a night,” you stood up from the laundry and dug yourself under the covers of the bed, trying your best to fall asleep and forget everything that had just happened.

“01:09, are you kidding me,” you whispered to yourself after checking the time on your phone. It was currently one in the morning, yet you still hadn’t gotten a little shuteye. You were wide-awake, Jungkook’s words still lingering in your head. You hate that the thought of him was basically engraved in your mind.

You plopped your head back onto the pillow and looked to your side to find Mina sound asleep next to you. Oh how you envied her.

You were positive that everyone was sound asleep since you hadn’t heard a vibration of noise for the past hour, so you figured the rest of the group had decided to call it a night and lost themselves in dreamland, unlike you.

Completely giving up on the attempt to sleep, you jumped out of bed, a cold breeze hitting your bare legs. You feel the fine hair rise. You solely had a black over-sized t-shirt on the stopped just under your butt, and a pair of underwear.

You took a moment to look at your leggings on the floor; you decided to skip over them, not needing to cover your legs since you hadn’t expected to bump into anyone at this time of night.

You exited the bedroom, quietly making your way down the stairs and tiptoed your way into the kitchen to fetch a refreshing glass of cold water. You had to pass by the living room to get to the kitchen.

Jimin had been sweet enough to offer you and Mina his room, while the guys would crash in the living room. So you were extra careful when you had to pass by the many couches that had sleeping forms on them.

Finally reaching your final destination, you happily but carefully skipped over to the cabinet to get yourself a glass and filling it up with water.

Gulping down the cold liquid, you removed the cup from your mouth, placing it on the kitchen island before wiping you mouth. You went back to the refrigerator, getting the same bottle you had used to fill the glass the first time.

“Angel?” A deep voice was heard from the entrance to the kitchen. You stopped the water from trickling out of the bottle and placed it on the kitchen island. Your breath got stuck in your throat, knowing very well from the endearment in the nickname who the second presence in the room was.

“Jungkook…”

“Couldn’t sleep either?” a smug smile was threatening to plaster itself on the corner of his lips. Not wanting to give him the idea of the possibility of you not being able to catch some sleep because of whatever reason he had cockily made in mind, you simply answered, “no, I just woke up and decided to get something to drink.”

You saw him make his way into the kitchen, his eyes still locked on yours. He began to make his way around the kitchen island, heading towards you. You stepped back, beginning to walk the opposite directing in attempt to increase the amount of distance between the two of you.

“Are you afraid of me?” he asked, his expression falling. A slight tint of worry flashed his eyes, “no, I just don’t want you near me,” you answered, and the smug look was back.

“Do I have that much of an impact on you?” he smirked with pride, thinking you couldn’t bear to be around him in fear that you’d lose all control.

In your mind, he had completely misread the lines. “I don’t want you to touch me… again,” you whispered the last part, the color of flush ran over your cheeks, ashamed that you had let him even lay a finger on you in the first place, let alone his whole body.

“Why not?” he asked you, innocently tilting his head to the side, as if he was genuinely curious and had absolutely no idea why you’d reject him.

“For fucks sake, Jungkook. Can’t you just stop this bullshit?!” you slapped your hand flat on the countertop, earning an audible slam.

Your tone slightly moved up in volume, but you still had the thought of the others sleeping in mind. You could feel your blood starting to boil, whereas Jungkook was completely calm, which only caused your ears to steam in anger.

“But you want me.” 

All color completely drained from your face, as if you deepest and darkest secret was out and exposed to the world, “don’t you even dare deny it.”

“No, you got it all wrong,” you protested, shaking your head, keeping your voice stable as you crossed your arms over your chest, causing your breasts to get pushed closer together, creating a small line of cleavage that was clearly visible through your dark yet thin t-shirt.

It didn’t come unnoticed how Jungkook’s eyes shifted down to your breasts, licking his lips, shamelessly eyeing you.

“Stop,” You uncrossed your arms, his eyes met yours again, “sorry,” you knew damn well he didn’t mean it.

“You know just as well as I, that if it wasn’t for that dull boyfriend of yours, you’d already be on this very counter, getting your brains fucked out by me.”

“Jaehyun is out of context,” you stated feebly, in the back of your mind you knew Jaehyun was the core reason as to why Jungkook hadn’t broken you yet, you just couldn’t admit it to yourself. “I don’t want you. Never did.”

“Liar.” he chuckled.

“Out by the pool,” God have mercy, “if you truly didn’t want me,” he continued, slowly making his way closer to you. You wanted to move, but it felt like your feet were glued to the floor.

“You wouldn’t have let me touch you the way you did,” he took another step, getting closer, “you wouldn’t have let me continue for so long,” and closer, “but most importantly, angel.” And closer.

“Your body wouldn’t have reacted the way it did.”

Your body shut down. The goosebumps were too much. You felt your legs giving up on you, so you quickly placed both hands behind you, reaching for the kitchen island to stable your stands.

His face stood extremely close to yours, making all the flaws that he didn’t have visible to you. His hooded eyes locked on you, scanning your face up and down and your heart stopped every time his eyes would meet your lips and keep his dark chocolate orbs fixated on the pink flesh for a second too long.

A familiar pool started forming between your legs, the same pool you had spent hours on trying to get rid of, only earlier this night.

“You know he can’t make you feel half as good as I can.” He rasped in a deep voice, inching closer to you, but not close enough.

He neared his face to yours, stopping right before his lips could graze yours, “I-I can’t do this to Jaehyun,” you almost cried out.

He was close, he was so damn close to breaking you. You could feel it in the pit of your stomach. Your will to jump up him and attack his lips grew stronger and stronger by the second, but you still tried your utter best to restrain.

Feeling Jungkook place both hands on either side of the island, completely trapping you.

“Fuck him, he won’t know,”

Jungkook could feel his impatience eat him alive from the inside, but his rule still stood. He had to have your full consent before he could make a proper intimate move on you, because even though he needed you more than anything, he still had morals.

But this rule did not count verbally. Even though he didn’t have your full consent, that didn’t stop him from being vocal about what and how he thought about you at the sinful hours of the night, stroking his length to the thought of you underneath him, completely fucked out.

He lowered his head to you neck, slowly starting to kiss his way onto your delicate skin, nipping and licking gently. He smirked victoriously when he felt you tilt your head to the side give him more access.

Your breath grew unsteady, small pants escaped your throat, fighting the urge to tangle your fingers in his dark locks. You squeezed your thighs together, hearing a small squelching sound.

“Angel… I won’t have my way with you,” he husked, “not until you ask me.”

Not being able to bare the ache between your legs anymore, the insane beating of your heart, your younger teenage-self who so hopelessly adored the boy in front of you, begging you to let him run his fingers on every inch of your body.

“Jungkook, please…” you breathed out shakily, “please what, baby?”

You removed your fingers from the island, placing them on his hard chest.

“Please… p-put... put your hands on me.”

Not wasting another second, Jungkook grabbed your waist, lifting you up to sit on the counter. Finally, finally, crashing his lips on yours. A small moan of appreciation left your lips, you fingers still exploring his hair.

His hands made their way under your shirt, savouring the feeling of his fingers on your skin. His palms reached your chest, a small shaky groan left his lips when he felt your bare breasts, not expecting you to not wear a bra.

You felt a small smile form on his lips at the way you titled your head to deepen the kiss, and interlock your lips together.

You ran your fingers through his dark soft locks that sat perfectly just above his head, “fucking finally,” he breathed out in between the kiss.

“Finally, I have you,” his hand melted down to your thighs, pushing you closer to himself, selfishly wrapping his hands around you, caressing your bare thighs with his thumb.

You felt his warm, soft tongue poke out, smoothly gliding over your top lip, asking for entrance. Not having the patience to tease him you willingly opened up for him, letting him explore every corner of your mouth.

You scooted closer to his pelvis, adding a fraction of pressure, causing his breath to shudder in the kiss, “Jungkook…”

“Yes, angel?”

“Bedroom.”

Without another word he wrapped his arms around your waist, and on instinct, you wrapped your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. He lifted you up from the counter and made his way out of the kitchen with you in his arms.

The way up the stairs and into the bedroom was a blur, too caught up in his odor, you dug your face in his neck, taking in his scent which smelt like freshly cleaned laundry which had been drying out near the ocean.

When you finally reached the bedroom, Jungkook gently laid you down on the bed, and hovered over you. His lips brushed against your neck for a brief second before beginning to place small kitten licks and pecks on the sensitive skin.

While Jungkook was busy with your neck, you took the time to take in your surroundings, your hooded eyes suddenly widening, “holy shit, this is Jimin’s parents’ room,” you breathed out in a pant.

“I know,” the boy hovered over you, answering cooingly, his look was completely fucked out, pupils had been blown out wide, leaving no trail of evidence that his big orbs were originally brown, lips parted as small uneven breaths escaped and reappeared.

“We can’t do it here,” you protested, trying to wiggle yourself out of Jungkook’s body warmth, “I don’t care.”

“No. Jungkook, we seriously can’t do it in his parents’ room, there’s a guest room just down the hall, let’s just-“

“I don’t give a shit.”

He growled lowly, finally removing himself from your neck, averting his eyes onto you – and that’s when you saw it. The sight that squeezed the remainders of your purity out of you.

Jungkook’s eyes had turned the darkest you had ever seen them, lust overflowing the brown orbs that held the universe. His cheeks flushed a bright red color, slightly staining the tip of his nose too. Small strands of hair stuck to his forehead from the beads of sweat.

And his lips, they had turned a few shades darker and increased slightly in size, the swollen flesh also glistening from being generously coated in his own saliva. You were sure that your saliva coated a few corners of his lips as well.

You felt a sinful swirl form in your stomach at the unholy sight of him.

“I’ve waited for this moment, you have no idea... I’m not waiting another goddamn second to have you.” He moaned against your lips, making you feel a type of way only the devil himself could make you feel.

Not giving you a chance to respond, he reunited his lips with yours again, lovingly dancing over your two plush lips.

He detached from your lips for a second, but only to remove the white plain shirt he had worn. Your eyes immediately fell down to his naked upper body.

He was so well built, so lean and toned. It was as if God had spent that one sunday carving his body perfectly instead of resting, every detail made to perfection. His abs were solid, chest was rock-hard, and his thighs... Those sinister thighs that looked like they had been carved from steal with the help of the greek gods themselves – fuck, you wanted to ride them.

It didn’t dawn upon you that you had been eye-fucking Jungkook so openly. Your eyes were basically screaming your malevolent thoughts, and oh how it didn’t go unnoticed by him... a filthy smirk grew on his lips, catching you in the act of shame.

You averted your eyes somewhere else, embarrassed about the fact that you had basically been mentally fucking him with your eyes.

Not wasting another second, Jungkook reattached your lips with his, leaving sloppy kisses on the red, swollen outline of your lips. It was as if your lips themselves, were blushing.

He caught your bottom lip in between his teeth, only to soothe the fresh bruise with his warm tongue, securely gliding over the red flesh caused you to whine into his mouth.

His fingers slithered down to the hem of your black shirt, “I want it off,” and with that, the shirt was off, joining Jungkook’s white one, down on the floor somewhere.

He stepped back, taking a good look at your now exposed chest. Your cheeks embarrassingly turned a shade of pink, from the way your nipples had perked up, nice and ready to be given any form of attention by him.

The only sound filling the room was Jungkook’s tongue secreting his lips.

Growing shy of his stare you discreetly tried to cover up your chest with your arms, but you only ended up with Jungkook’s fingers locked securely around your wrists, shoving them far away from your breasts, “don’t do that.”

You averted your eyes. Your face softened gently when you saw he almost looked... sad? The idea of you wanting to hide yourself from him in embarrassment made him want to kiss each, and every inch of you, praising you and your heavenly beauty.

He had your hands pinned to the sides of your head, hovered above you perfectly. Small pretty pants leaving his swollen lips, looking you dead in the eye.

He slowly let go when he felt the tension in your wrists loosen up. He descended his way down your body, placing pecks of affection here and there. Until he stopped right in front of your heat.

He glanced at the drenched spot on your grey underwear, a small smirk dancing its way on his lips, “you’re this drenched and you didn’t bother to let me know?”

Hesitantly you shook your head, “that’s no good, angel.” He shrugged, curling a finger around the waistband of your underwear, slowly pulling the fabric down to and past your ankles, making the piece of cotton join the rest of the bundle of clothing on the floor.

He ran his middle finger down your slit, “who got you this wet, baby?” you whined at the feeling of his cold fingers on your soaked heat. His finger slit back up, meeting your swollen clit. You hissed. “Y-you...”

He pinched your clit between his index finger and thumb, followed by a firm press to your abused numb. You gasped, gripping his wrist at the mixture of pain and pleasure, your thighs were twitching at this point, “what was that, baby? you have to use your words properly.”

“You! ahhh you, J-Jungkook, you made me this wet... your doing.”

He placed three tender kisses to your lips, “fuck, such a good girl.” two more kisses because, why not?

“How many can you take?”

Slightly confused at his words, you tilted you head and raised an eyebrow, “wha – oh god…” you felt the two digits shoved up your hole stretching your walls out deliciously, “you take too long to answer, angel.”

He curled and scissored his digits in all kinds of direction, causing your walls to clench around him in attempt to suck him in even further into you, “babyyy, you take my fingers so well. This pretty cunt sucking on my fingers like that.”

He started thrusting his fingers into you in a fast pace, causing you to choke on a moan at the back of you throat.

Your back arched as your eyes rolled so far back you swore your could see the front of you brain. “You see, Y/N.” He fastened his pace, “slow isn’t really my pace.”

You locked your fingers tightly around his wrist as if it would help with the overwhelming feeling of pleasure, “s-shit. Jungkook... Jungkook – p-please… Not so—fuck—not so f-fast.”

Completely ignoring you he continued to thrust his fingers in you at the same pace. Too embarrassed to be vocal, you reached for the nearest pillow and shoved your face in it, desperately trying to mute your whimpers and whines.

But just your luck, within seconds the pillow was gone from your face, making even the slightest breath audible, “no, no, no, no,” he stared at you deeply “I want to hear you,” the sight alone making you shudder.

A loud moan escaped your throat when he curled his fingers, hitting your spot just right. But his fingers weren’t enough, you needed to feel more. “Jungkook, can you—haah.”

He smiled, “can I what?”

The way his fingers were playing with your cunt made your spine arch off the bed deliriously, “use your words, baby. Otherwise I’m not gonna know what you want.”

“Mmm more, n-need more, I need your t-tongue.”

Disappointingly he shook his head disapprovingly, “I’m sorry, angel.” You frowned.

“You were selfish enough to keep the secret of your wet cunt to yourself, so my fingers are all you’re going to get for now.”

A cry left your mouth at his rejection, he kept scraping his digits in you, occasionally thrusting them in and out of your dripping core.

He rubbed your inner thigh with his other free hand when he saw your legs beginning to tremble, running small circles with his thumb in attempt to soothe the overwhelming sensations.

You tried to stop his hands from thrusting any further into you, you didn’t want to come on his fingers, you wanted to come on his cock, “t-that’s enough.”

“No, you’re about to cum… I can feel it.”

He fastened his pace even more, if that was even possible, “I w-want to cum while you’re inside of m-me.”

“And you will.” You shot your eyes to his direction. “Baby, this won’t be the only time you cum tonight.” He smirked while his fingers were still working their magic on you.

Seeing the distress in your face, he frowned innocently, the darkness in his eyes vanishing for a small moment, “have you never cum more than once in one night?”

Averting your eyes down to your side, avoiding eye contact with him, you slowly shook your head.

Sex with Jaehyun was a little… selfish. For the most part he kept it sweet and short, foreplay never lasting longer than a few kisses and touches until he moved on straight to penetration.

And that would either hurt since he hadn’t prepped you enough for him to enter you, which usually ended up with Jaehyun quickly running to the bathroom to grab a handful of lube and get back into bed with you.

You didn’t finish every time, which you knew was normal, but with the little amount of effort he had put into trying to please you in bed made you knowledgable of the fact that it was hard for you to release when Jaehyun never touched you properly in the areas you needed..

You even began questioning if it was your fault. Was there something wrong with your sex? Why were you barely able to finish?

You didn’t want to be that type of girl, so you kept telling yourself that sex really wasn’t the most important thing in your relationship, you had your trusted vibrator to temporarily sedate you from your release deprivation. You knew, god, you knew that the little private sessions at night you had wouldn’t satisfy you forever.

You didn’t know what reaction from Jungkook you had expected, but you certainly didn’t expect him to place a tender kiss to your clit, followed by a long lick along your folds. A strangled gasp ripped from your already sore throat.

Looking down at your legs you saw Jungkook’s face placed perfectly in between them, eyes dark again and locked on yours, his eyebrows slightly furrowed in concentration and pleasure. You couldn’t say with certainty that you were the one enjoying this the most.

His arms wrapped around your thighs, pushing your cunt further against his mouth.

The tip of his nose creating friction against your soaked clit had all sorts of pleasurable emotions run through your skin. 

“Where have you been, angel?”

Jungkook panted heavily still looking you in the eyes, he had removed himself from your folds, giving you a perfect glance of his face, which was drenched in your arousal. His nose was red, and lightly coated with your essence, lips were red and plump, panting as if he had run marathon. Your arousal had even reached his chin, a single droplet threatening to descend from his skin down onto the sheet, The sight alone causing your core to clench around nothing, “oh fuck,” he was so beautiful.

Jungkook reattached his lips back to your cunt, continuing to apply a good amount of pressure on your clit, occasionally licking a few rough licks along your slit.

He cupped his lips around your clit, sucking on it gently, but just enough for you to squirm under the suction. The sucking soon got replaced by wet kisses on the edges of your swollen lips, inhumane noises left your lungs.

A dark chuckle left his lips when he felt you desperately pushing your legs further apart to allow him more access. He dug his face deeper into your middle as he continued to lick his way around you making your toes curl and stomach turn deliciously.

You felt him piston his hips against the mattress roughly to relieve some much needed friction, causing the bed to shake, the headboard barely touching the wall. The sounds escaping him sounded like sobs. 

You felt the knot in your stomach begging to be untied, “cum – I’m gonna c-cum.”

“Let go, all of it. Don’t you dare hold back.” And with that being said, you let the immense rush of pleasure run through your body continuously. Your walls aggressively clenching around his tongue, causing him to let out a shaky moan.

“Fuck, you taste amazing,” Jungkook breathed out. You flinched at the feeling of his tongue touching your swollen lips, propping yourself up to rest your weight on you elbows to get a good look at him.

“N-no, Jungk-kook. I’m s-sensitive.” You tried to push yourself away from his mouth, too overstimulated for him to touch you, but he only wrapped his arms tighter around your thighs to push you further in against him.

You bucked your hips up at the overstimulation, a loud moan leaving your lips, Jungkook grunting lowly in response.

“I-I can’t help it, you taste so fucking good,” he whispered breathlessly. “It’s so warm, so soft, so tight.” He eyed your slit hungrily, running a finger admiringly along the opening, causing a shaky breath to leave your lungs.

“How the fuck can you feel so tight, when I’m just using my tongue?” He slowly inserted the tip of his tongue in your slit, being careful with not making you enjoy it more than he’d like you to.

“I could eat you out for hours if we had the time,” he moaned out, licking his lips which had your excess juices on. “I’d make sure you’d know just how much I love your pussy.” He placed a small kiss on your folds.

You felt your heart throb at the small actions of affection.

Jungkook made your heart swell in delight, a way Jaehyun couldn’t. Everytime Jungkook touched you, he was so gentle, as if he was afraid he could break you with a simple raspberry on the forehead.

But he also wasn’t afraid to have his rough way with you, he wasn’t afraid of completely ruining your body. He knew very well what effect he had on you and he made sure to take advantage of it,

He made sure you knew how good you felt on him, how much he loved it. He made sure you felt comfortable, respected, adored.

He awoke feelings in you, you didn’t know existed at all. Jaehyun had never treated you like this…

You felt like an absolute asshole for constantly comparing your boyfriend to Jungkook mentally, but you couldn’t help it. All these new feelings and actions, those were so new to you, something you had never experienced.

And you’d be lying to yourself if you said you’d never, ever, imagined Jungkook to be your boyfriend when you were younger, impure scenarios that you would replay in your head almost every night before you fell asleep, was part of the package deal.

Is this what it was supposed to feel like?

“Something wrong, angel?”

Losing your train of thought, you hadn’t realized you had been sitting there, staring at Jungkook as if your system had malfunctioned.

“Jungkook… I need you to fuck me, now” he removed his face from your middle, eyes shooting to your face in surprise at your bold statement. Until now you had been quiet and shy, so of course Jungkook hadn’t pegged you to be a firery type in bed.

“Please, I-I can’t wait anymore,” you pleaded, your words coming out as small cries, “I need to feel you stretch me out, I need to feel myself clench around your cock while you fuck me, I need to feel you break me.”

Both your eyes were widen, neither of you knew you had it in you to say such words. “oh fuck,” Jungkook’s trembling fingers hastily reached behind to his back pocket to reach for a condom, but before he could go any further you stopped him, “I-I’m on the pill.”

The possibility of Jungkook being able to feel you, skin to skin had his pre-cum drenched shaft twitch in your direction. You swore you could see it point at you.

Remaining eye contact, Jungkook hovered above you, shoving both your knees apart roughly, lowering his frame down on you. Matching your uneven breaths, he placed both forearms parallel to your head on both sides, his face placed closely to yours.

You felt his precum-coated tip align at your soaked entrance. He arched his back upwards, curling his hips into yours. The first couple of inches stretching out your warm flower.

A soft gasp left your lips at the unfamiliar stretch. You arched your back as you closed your eyes, causing your naked chest to meet Jungkook’s.

He kept going deeper and deeper into you, until he finally had you all stretched out. You tried breathing softly, but couldn’t. The feeling of being so filled up overwhelmed you.

It had been months since you had gotten a good fuck, so your vaginal muscles had had plenty of time to tighten up again.

Moments passed, yet you still didn’t feel Jungkook move inside of you, so you opened your eyes to get a good look at what was preventing him from moving. The sight you saw right before your eyes had your heart swell in adoration.

“Y/N, I… I’m inside you,” he let out, barely above a whisper, yet still somehow audible to the human ear. He was staring down at the part where you two had been connected. He eyed himself disappearing in you in such amazement, it made your cheeks turn a shade of red.

You couldn’t take it anymore—he was there, inside of you, yet he still didn’t move. You needed just something. “…Jungkook, move,” you said clear enough for him to hear, but still completely dazed, he didn’t move an inch.

You sighed out a breathy sigh, deciding to take matters into your own hands, you mustered up all your strength to clench around him in order to feel him properly.

You heard air get stuck in Jungkook’s throat at your bold move, his eyes shot up to you, a hazy look stained all over his eyes. His pupils dilated, so dark and doe, you could see your own reflection in them clearly.

You threw your head back as you clenched around him some more when you still didn’t feel him moving inside of you. A soft moan leaving your mouth unlike Jungkook. “Y/N, w-wait—ahh,” A high-pitched noise left his throat as he shut his eyes closed. A line formed between his two eyebrows at how hard he was grimacing.

Your breath hitched in realisation. 

He was close.

You had barely moved, but he was so close. Just a few single digit strokes and he’d burst. That’s why he wasn’t moving, he was trying to savor this moment, he didn’t want this to end, he was trying to remember you like this, underneath him, squirming, fucked out. Just like him.

You moved your fingers to hover over Jungkook’s cheeks. His eyes opening up again, and your heart clenched a little. He looked like he was about to cry, whines continuously leaving his mouth, his cheeks and nose covered by a light blush.

He somehow managed to keep his eyes fixated on you. Your thumb caressed gently over his warm cheek, and he immediately melted into your touch.

“Jungkook,” you purred softly, “baby...” you saw him visibly shudder at the pet-name, he didn’t answer, waiting for you to continue.

“Please move,” it came out darker than you intended to.

He lowered his head down to meet yours, his lips barely hovering over yours, resting with his eyes lazily open. You puckered your lips slightly thinking he had the intentions to kiss you, but his lips simply remained resting on yours.

“Jung- FUCK!”

He thrusted his hips harshly against yours, your brain made up a ripping sound as you swore to yourself that something was torn apart in your lower region.

His wet lips pecked yours, only to pull away after when a loud grunt tore from his throat, “fuck… I’m n-not going to—shit—last very l-long.” You nodded understandingly as you were not far from becoming undone.

“How are you so fucking t-tight?” he growled, “did that boyfriend of yours ever even fuck you properly?” He asked out of breath, slamming his hips into your cunt harder.

“I’m the only one who can fuck you this good, angel.” Too drained from the immense pleasure, all you were able to do was roll your eyes to the back of your head in response, “say it,” the speed of his hips increased, “tell me I’m the only one,” you were on the verge of tears when you felt his tip brush your cervix.

“You’re the only – a-ahh – you’re the only one who knows how to fuck me, Jungkook.”

You looked down to where you and Jungkook were aligned perfectly together, the sight of him disappearing in you only to reappear moments later had your stomach curling deliciously in all directions. You unintentionally clenched around him at the arousing sight.

What you didn’t know, was that Jungkook had caught you in your filthy moment. A hoarse chuckle escaped his mouth, “you like watching me fuck you?” You tangled your fingers in his hair at his unholy words. Whining, you nodded your head yes.

In dark pride, Jungkook jerked his hips harder into you, words of encouragement such as yes, or, don’t stop, urged him on to continue to completely rearrange your guts.

You felt Jungkook twist and turn his hips experimentally, each thrust hitting a new spot in you, “what are you—oh my… god,” he smirked in victory.

“Found her,” and once found, Jungkook repeatedly hit the spongy spot, causing you to come closer and closer to your high. Heavy breaths and skin slapping against one another filled the room. You closed your eyes at the feeling of his hands snaking down to your legs, bending your knees to allow himself to burry his cock deeper into you.

“No, angel,” he growled.

“Look at me,” he continued, “I want you to look at me while I fuck you... Look at me,” you obediently open your eyes, making it impossible for you to look away again. Your eyebrows furrowed at the pleasure, Jungkook mirrored your expression. “J-just like that.”

His eyes ran all over your face, even going as far as going down along your exposed body.

Eyeing your body freely as if the same rules didn’t apply to him. “I-I’m almost there,” Jungkook took this as a sign to give you his all. He crashed his soft lips onto yours and practically forced his tongue between your lips to explore every untouched inch of your warm muscle.

He wrapped his wet fingers that were covered in your previous release, around your own fingers. Pinning one hand over your head as he continued to slam his hips into your own. A heavy breath mixed with a moan escaping your lips that were now coated in Jungkook’s saliva.

The intimate position slammed all the oxygen out of your lungs. Occupied with the unnecessary yet affectionate move that he pulled off, it came completely unnoticed when he snaked his free hand down you chest, past your stomach, down to your core, he slowly, but with enough friction, started rubbing meaningless patterns on your clit. A sharp inhale tore through your throat at the add-on pleasure.

His tongue continued to slide its way in various ways. The kiss needy and heated, you tried your best to keep up with his pace. Sloppy openmouthed kisses were given, causing the drips of saliva to drip down from the side of your lip, unsure if the mucus belonged to him or you.

Your moans moved up in volume, letting Jungkook know that you were dangerously close to finally releasing. “Let me have it – fuck... cum on my cock, please cum like the pretty angel you are,” he cooed over your lips, shoving your knees apart even further to go even deeper in you, making sure that he had hit every part of your insides before you had the chance to release.

“Jungkook!”

And that was the final straw for you. Finally, all the moves that had helped build up to this very release, your stomach uncurled at the rush of please burning thoroughly through you, all the way to the tip of your fingers. Trails of fire were felt on every inch of your body. Never had you ever felt an orgasm so intense.

His name managed to escaped your lips once more while he continued to jolt himself into you. You let out a tired whine. Still recovering from your orgasm, you began squirming at the overstimulation, “Jungkook I can’t – I can’t.”

“yes, baby, I know you can t-take it.” completely tongue-tied, all the words stuck in your throat, you somehow managed to nod at him, urging him to chase his own release, “fuck, such an angel you are, yeah?” he pecked your forehead, a grunt escaped his lips, the sound-waves hitting the skin of your sweaty forehead.

Hitting just the right spot, a whine left your mouth along with a tight clench around his cock. “S-shit, do that again…” Jungkook panted dropping his face into your neck, desperately trying to chase his own high.

You obediently clenched the hardest you could one last time around him, striving after his orgasm just as hard as himself.

And finally, you felt him shoot his load into you, filling you up to the brim with his seeds. A shudder ran down his spine as he felt you milking every last drop of his load out of him.

You moaned at the feeling of the warm liquid coating your walls perfectly. 

“Y-Y/N,” he purred, collapsed on top of you, trying to catch his breath. You closed your eyes in attempt to recover from whatever the fuck just happened.

“That was…”

“Holyfuckingshit,”

Your eyes jolted open at the feeling of a finger being shoved up your hole. You gasped in overstimulation, hastily gripping at Jungkook’s wrist, “J-Jungkook, no. I can’t anymore.”

He smiled coyly at your worried expression, pride filling his chest at the thought of him having driven you to your limit. “I know, angel,” he started, “I just don’t want you to drip.”

He smiled cockily at you, finishing shoving his load deep into you, making sure not a single drop could leak out.

He rested his head against your chest, listening to your rapid heartbeat slowly steady itself. The sound of your beating heart soothed him in a way he couldn’t describe.

Looking up at your face to ask you what all of this had meant to you, a small twinge of disappointment washed over his face when he saw your form fast asleep.

But the disappointment didn’t last too long when your cute form lightly snoring made his heart swell up.  

He couldn’t help but wrap his arms tightly around your waist, comfortably laying his head on you chest, listening soothingly to your steady heartbeat. He blushed at the fact that your heartbeat fell perfectly in sync with his.

He smiled lightly before placing a soft kiss on your slightly parted lips. “Sweet dreams, angel.”

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A/N: OMG THIS SHIT TOOK ME FOREVER TO FINISH, my writers-block had me ready to yell in 67 different languages. a n y w a y, hope you liked it lovelies, sry for any grammar mistakes or anything of the sort<3