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i hate you, i love you. (m) | 01

PT.1 | PT.2 | Drabbles

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: Angst/Smut

Description: You hated him at seven, warmed up to him at twelve, and liked him at fifteen. Now the two of you are twenty years old and inseparable best friends… and you’re absolutely in love with him; he’s in love too—just not with you. 

Word Count: 10,389

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You were seven years old when you first met Jeon Jungkook, and it was without question that you absolutely, undeniably, irrefutably, hated him.

You hated his everything, from the way kids in your class flocked to him like he was some sort of radiant sun, to the way he teased you in passing, to the way he’d stare at you out of the corner of his eye, but most of all you hated that stupidly beautiful bunny like grin that never failed to make your heart skip a beat.

You remembered the first day school started back from winter break so clearly. The teacher announced that it was time to change assigned seats. A lot of the kids whined in sadness at having to be ripped away from their friends, but you on the other hand didn’t really mind the change since you hadn’t become too close to your desk mate… that is until his name was called.

Your eyes widened as you watched the happy-go-lucky raven haired boy take the seat next to yours. A frustrated sigh left your lips as you tried to keep your sights forward and away from the brightly lit grin that was visible through your peripheral.

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Why we broke up (m)

Words: 4k

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, kinda smut

Summary:”And I really wanted to see you again, talk to you again, be with you again. But if you don’t ever want to see me again then I’ll leave as if I never existed but can I please hold a little longer?”

Warning: Mature language, Implied sex, heavy petting

a/n: this is my first fic I was kinda hesitant to post it but here it is.. I really wanted to write a part 2 to do more explanation on how they broke up…but lets see how this one goes :() lol there might be a shit ton of grammar mistakes but please show me support !!!

“Fuck—,” the pounding of Jungkook’s head was in radiating pain to the point where he couldn’t bear to open his eyes. Thinking to himself he shouldn’t have drank more than five soju bottles last night. If his head was in this much pain he couldn’t possibly imagine what his liver was going through.

Finally opening his eyes after a painstakingly minute he noticed two things: one, he is not in his bedroom and two he is naked. It wouldn’t be the first time he woke up in a stranger’s room. As he looked to the left of the bed there lies a naked woman.

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Why we broke up (2) (m)

Words: 5k

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff

Summary: “ I know you’ll be a loving mother and a perfect wife, I can just see it in you,” you started sobbing loudly and he wrapped his arms around you for the very last time.

Warning: depression, mention of abortion, sex, slut calling in bed, and so much crying

a/n: Please read the warnings, it can be very triggering.  This is the final part!! I really enjoyed writing this fic, I hope you guys enjoyed reading it too. Please compliment me and tell me what you think, I’m low key a praise whore. :3

Part 1

Jungkook feels like an idiot when he is waiting outside your front lawn waiting for his Uber driver, he feels even more of an idiot when he tries to hide his hard on. He really didn’t expect this, hugging you, kissing you, and touching you. Nevertheless, he enjoyed it since it’s been such a long time he has felt loved, and most importantly it was by you. His Uber arrives and he turns one last time to look at your house, hoping this isn’t the last time he’ll see it.

You rush upstairs to your son’s bedroom, while he’s laying in his bed with The Bunny on the Moon in his hands. “Why aren’t you sleeping Eunwoo it’s really late,” you sit beside him, touching his soft hair. “ Mommy, I did fall asleep but then I woke up as soon as I remembered that you forgot to read to me!” You laugh at his response and grab the book, “You want me to read this to you baby?,” he eagerly nods and you start reading. He falls asleep before the book ends and you kiss him softly goodnight on his chubby cheek.

God, tonight was eventful, you decide to take a shower to wash all the tear stains on your face. The hot water hits your body just right and now you can’t stop thinking of Jungkook. When was the last time you had been intimate with a man? Is that why you desperately wanted him to take you on the table. But with Jungkook it was always like that, always wanting him in every way. You start thinking about his hands touching you and his lips kissing you everywhere. Okay, that’s enough you aren’t going to touch yourself thinking about him. 

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cafuné ii

cafuné - (brazilian portuguese)

“the act of running your fingers through your lover’s hair; among the few words that cannot be directly translated into english”

Pairing: Jungkook / ♀ Reader Rating: E for Explicit Genre(s): 🍭 Fluff, 🔞 Smut,  🍌 (Attempted) Humor WC: 10,448 Warnings: Sexual content, porn with feelings, shower sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex (f receiving), wet and messy, dirty talk, hair pulling kink, definitely some light hand and finger kink, like, jungkook fucking your mouth with his fingers, elements of exhibitionism, elements of possessiveness, excessive use of the word fuck, jungkook naked and soaking wet should be his own warning, baby boy jungkook, and as usual dom/sub dynamics if you squint. Maybe you don’t have to squint that hard. Obligatory warning for me trying to be funny. Un-betaed, but I have done my best to proofread it myself. 

Summary: 

Yesterday you accidentally tripped up. You fell, crashing and burning, stumbling your way through what could probably be called the World’s Clumsiest Confession, letting your roommate, Jungkook, know about your feelings for him. 

Incredibly, Jungkook returns your feelings, and you subsequently found yourself somehow blessed with a lap full of him, kissing you like you’re worth worshiping and grinding against your thigh until he fell apart in your arms at your encouragement. Unfortunately the two of you were interrupted before you got the chance to take it further, and you went to bed alone and unsatisfied, but not before Jungkook promised, beautiful and determined, that he’d make it up to you. 

Today, Jungkook makes it up to you. (And, since you’ve gone about things a little out of order, he asks you out properly to make that up to you, too.) 

If you haven’t read it, here’s part one. I highly recommend it! 

I have also, er. compiled a collection of… visual aids for the shower scene. You’re welcome.

“… Hey. Do you want to go out to dinner?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure. Where do you want to go?”

“No, I mean. Uh. Do you want to go have dinner? With me?”

“Yeah, that sounds good, the fridge is basically empty anyway. Maybe we could stop at the grocery store on the way home.”

Jungkook huffs out an exasperated sigh.

“No, I mean, –I’m trying to ask you out to dinner with me. Like, on a date.”

You have to smile at him.

“Yeah, dumbass, and I’m trying to say yes.”

“You- Oh.” He blinks and huffs again, but this time it’s with a laugh, bringing up one hand to rub the back of his neck, as if suddenly shy.

“Come here,” You beckon him over to you, smiling, standing by the counter where you just put the hot water on for tea.

You extend your arms, reaching for his waist as he shuffles forward into your personal space. You bite your lip when you notice his eyes drop to your mouth like he can’t help it, before accepting the sweet kiss he presses there.

You’re the one who called him over, but your heart still jumps in your chest when your lips first touch. You let yourself get lost in it, inhaling through your nose and tilting your head to lean into the hand that finds its way into your hair.

It’s the first time you’ve had the chance to do this since yesterday, and it’s perfect. Just a hint of tongue and teeth, mostly the press of lips and the quietly bubbling excitement of something that’s still so new, new, new.

You break apart after a moment, and Jungkook asks,

“So, just to clarify here, you’re agreeing to come on a dinner date? To… You know. Date me?”

Jesus Christ, he’s cute.

“Jungkook, I am agreeing to date you. Effective immediately. Let’s go to dinner. Do you want it in writing?”

Jungkook smiles back at you big, “No, that’s okay.”

“Okay.”

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chasing butterflies | jjk

you never meant to be a jock in school. the volleyball team had just needed people and you were there and then you had a knack for it. you just happened to be good at it and went with it. similar to how you saw jeon jungkook in your friend’s orientation group and thought he was absolutely radiant and just went with it. for two years. you’ve spent the entire time pining from afar, mostly because you always seem to make a fool of yourself when he’s around, but also because jungkook is part of that exclusive crowd, the ones that you never can seem to penetrate: the weebs. that is, until your friends get sick of your hopeless pining and decide to do something about it.

pairing | jeon jungkook x reader

genre/warnings | fluff, college au, coffee shop au, pining, somewhat idiots to lovers, jock!reader, nerd/weeb/otaku!kook, swimmer!kook, jock!jimin, kook smiles a lot, reader is a dumbass, jungkook is a dumbass, everyone’s a dumbass tbh, love confessions, profanity, like a lot of profanity, smut: oral (f receiving), face riding, grinding, hickies, unprotected sex (wrap ur willy before things get silly kids!), creampie, soft!kook except when horny, this is somewhat crack-y, there’s also a very fair amount of secondhand embarrassment in this just fair warning i cringed a lot while writing it

word count | 12.8k | cross posted to ao3

a/n | i busted literally all of this in one day because i couldn’t sleep and had the idea for a coffeeshop au with pining nerd/jock, but i didn’t want to do the trope of pining nerd and i also kept seeing @strawbxxymilk‘s tags saying she was going to fight jungkook, so you can partially blame her for his (love u reni xx) i’m honestly REALLY in love with this fic, it was so much fun to write and even edit, like i honestly have never been happier with how a fic turned out.

If asked, you don’t think you’d be able to point to one exact moment that led to this. You aren’t sure why anything about your college life has been the way it is. You went through almost all middle school and part of high school intending on coasting through under the radar. You didn’t have many friends and you didn’t mind that, citing quality over quantity, and you definitely expected that to continue into your extended school career.

Somehow, though, you ended up on the volleyball team - the captain had seen you playing in a gym class and recruited you. She was adamant that with practice and training, you’d be great, and also they needed at least one more person if they were going to have any chance at competing that year. So you agreed, started practicing, got good, and…kept doing it. You were a talented player, and you made several close friends through the game, ones that had lasted you until even now.

You only got better and better, too, earning you more than one offer from various universities. It was exciting when you finally chose one, and even more exciting that your friend group almost tripled overnight. University teams were large, you discovered, and while that meant more competition, it also meant more friends. More friends that had more connections to people on other teams, in other sports, who were also fun and extroverted and threw really good parties. 

You like to think you’re still that little nobody from middle school. You enjoy your readings and your coursework, and a lot of nights you choose to stay behind in your shared apartment instead of going out. As much as you like to think that, though, you can’t help but face the truth every time you look in the mirror after practice or a game or a workout.

You’re a jock.

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are you gonna do anything for kookie's birthday?? i know a lot of writers are and i was hoping you might be one of them :)

I don’t have anything, tbh, because I’ve been mostly working on my fic for the Love Yourself Collab (which you should def check out bc I know at least one or two have posted theirs and I’m so hype to read them!!) and the sequel to mechanic!joon from the poll a while back. 

I will give you this crumb though, for everyone who read Chasing Butterflies and thoroughly enjoyed it the way I did. 

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moonlight melody (i.) | jjk

summary: when your loving best friend playfully pranks you one too many times, you decide that revenge is best served hot, over a period of thirty days, and with a little extra help from the best violinist you know (sorry jimin). 

or, the one where during your month-long vacation in italy with your youth orchestra, you realize that vengeance is sweet but fake dating jungkook is sweeter.

{fake dating!au, university orchestra!au, vacation!au}

pairing: jungkook x female reader word count: 26k (sorry mobile users) genre: fluff, future angst warnings: shitty pranks and outdated meme references. college antics. heavy amounts of tourist culture. slow burn so slow that molasses moves faster. seokjin deadass plays bassoon.  a/n: yeah well. here it is. it’s been over a month since i posted and it’s because i wrote this nonsense. second part coming next weekend. brace yourselves. if nothing else, listen to euphoria by bts and moonlight melody by red velvet while you read this. i’m sorry mobile users. this was supposed to be a full 50k oneshot so be grateful i’ve divided it. i will not be the cause of tumblr mobile’s death. not today, at least. big thanks to @gukvenchy for dealing with my shit as i wrote this. love u.

part one | part two (finale)

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make a home out of you | jungkook [1/2]

pairing: jungkook | reader   genre: angst, slight fluff, future smut  word count: 9.192 warnings: use/mentions of alcohol, mild language summary: it’s the small, quirky details that help you remember how much you loved him despite it being years since you’ve seen each other, or make you realize that maybe, you’ve never really stopped loving him in the first place.

[1]

There were times where you found comfort in the overwhelming, busy, and bustling metropolis you were raised in. It must’ve been years ago, back when you were bound in the suburbs but your ten-year-old heart would always shake in glee whenever your parents took you out of the house for a drive. The skyscraping and minimal buildings were something that you loved a lot. Your eyes would always look out the window of your dad’s car as your mouth gaped open, struck mesmerized by the towers that disappeared into the clouds. You were always jealous of your relatives who got to live in apartments, in such easy access to the city.

It was such an unfit preference for a kid. Most girls your age would’ve been content with going to the park, playgrounds, going over to a friend’s to build forts and make up ridiculous fantasies until the sun comes up. Not you. You were a city girl, despite growing up in a small housing complex. You had always promised yourself to move into the city when you grew older. Your dreams were quite… unique. Living in castles and marrying a handsome prince were never in your agenda. You wanted to live in an apartment and have a beautiful view that overlooked the metropolitan, one that you could always look at as you enjoyed whatever adult drink you had in mind then. You had heard of New York, Las Vegas, Paris, but none of those could compare what Seoul made you feel. Seoul was yours. The vast city was your little secret, your very own wonderland. 

It was nice while it lasted, though.

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damn the delivery boy.

Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk / Reader.

Genre: Expecting Parents AU / Fluff and Non-explicit smut.

Summary: Jeon Jeongguk is a computer science major working as a pizza delivery boy, and you are an uninspired published author who has just started an art degree. When you realise that the delivery boy is your old high school crush, he keeps coming back, but with more to offer than just puff pastry and vegetarian supreme. Though little did he know that he would end up giving you something much more that flips both of your worlds completely upside down in the form of two blue lines and nine months.

Count: 9,656 words.

month one.

Two lines.

The second is a little faint, but it is there, undeniably there, growing stronger by the second as your heart sinks deeper into the pit of your stomach and suddenly you are keeling over the sink, throwing up a combination of panic and regret. You wipe your mouth, sit back on the closed lid of the toilet, shut your eyes and take a deep breath, holding it until your lungs burn and your lashes fly back apart to look at the test still shaking between your fingertips.

There, right before your eyes, two fucking blue lines protruding like two middle fingers, poking up at you and saying – Congratulations sucker, you are pregnant!

Twenty-three years old and pregnant.

You throw up again.

This has got to be the biggest mistake of your life.

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No Strings Pt. 2|

Masterlist

Genre/Warnings: Smut, fluff, slight daddy kink & a little hint of angst.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 8,6k

A/N: I know Jk college AUs are a bit cliche, but I can’t help I’m a sucker for them.

Summary: Jungkook is your douche bag of a lab partner. A grade A fuck boy. The only time you could stand him was in bed. That is until someone catches feelings.

“Hey Kookie,” Hoseok cheerfully greets Jungkook who is currently sprawled out on the couch. Looking like death and nursing a hangover.

“Ah Hyung do you have to be so loud,” Jungkook complains. He could barely keep his eyes open the room being too bright.

“Sorry, Kook.” Hoseok offers a lame apology. He takes a seat next to Jungkook handing him the coffee he picked up earlier. “Drink this it will help.” Jungkook takes the coffee and has a few sips. When he looks at the cup notices it’s from your coffee shop.

“By any chance did you see y/n at the coffee shop?” Jungkook asks. It was only last night that you shot him down. Pushing him to go on a drinking binge to help cope with his feelings he’s never felt before.

“Nah, didn’t see her. Did you hear what happened to her?” Hoseok sips his coffee, propping his feet onto the coffee table.

“No? What happened?” Jungkook’s stomach churns at the thought of something happening to you.

“Apparently Jimin shot her down pretty bad. Supposedly she came off real strong. And poor Jimin didn’t know what to do with himself.” Hoseok chuckles to himself. Somehow finding the drama amusing.

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cafune

cafuné - (brazilian portuguese)

“the act of running your fingers through your lover’s hair; among the few words that cannot be directly translated into english”

Pairing: Jungkook / ♀ Reader Rating: M for Mature Genre(s): 🍭 Fluff, 💔 (like five seconds of) Angst, 🔞 Smut WC: 9,458 Warnings: Sexual content, porn with feelings, dry humping, like i’m talking thigh riding, coming in pants, dirty talk, discussion of exhibitionism, dom/sub dynamics if you squint, baby boy jungkook, uhhh swearing, mentions of drinking to the point of blacking out. God this sounds filthy but I promise it’s #soft If there’s anything I’ve forgotten to warn for please bring it to my attention!! I haven’t slept in two days I’d appreciate the help. This isn’t beta’d, either, so watch out for that too, I guess

Summary: [A kiss-and-confess in an alternate universe, originally written as part of a much larger chapter fic, my library/roommates au. It took off in another direction and no longer fits within the scope of that timeline, and the scene had to be re-written. So now this is a standalone getting-together oneshot, because it was too cute of a concept to scrap.] TL;DR: talking to Jungkook about your Feelings™ and making out for like 8k words. It’s, like, slowburn without the slow. So I guess that makes it… all… burn… 🔥 👀

p 01, 02

Theoretically, there’s a big difference between a kiss and a cup of tea. One might even call it obvious. 

Indeed in practice, there’s a big difference between a kiss and a cup of tea.

Both in theory and in practice, kisses and teacups are difficult to confuse.

The point is, don’t ask how the hell you managed to screw that one up, because you don’t know, either.

What you know is, you knocked on Jungkook’s open bedroom door after putting the electric kettle on for yourself.

What you know is, he waved you in from where he sat on the bed, and you crossed the floor to peer over his shoulder at what he was working on, and he let you lean in close enough to glimpse the video editing program he had open for a quick look before he pushed the laptop closed and asked you how your day was.

What you know is, you gave him the radio edit, secured a promise from him to let you watch his project when he was finished, and then offered to bring him some tea, if he wanted any.

What you know is, he beamed at you in reply, eyebrows way up under his bangs, and he asked you for green tea.

Then, you grinned and told him, “Of course.”

Then, you turned to go. Your brain said, “Give him a cup of green tea.”

Now, theoretically, you know the difference between a kiss and a cup of tea.

Theoretically.

You kiss him instead.

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vaunt (m) | jeon jungkook

pairing: Jungkook x Reader genre/warnings: college/fratboy!jungkook, fratparty!au, smut, porn with bare minimum plot, oral(male and female recieving), unprotected sex(stay safe kids), squirting, creampie, jungkook has a “huge wang”(phrasing by @gimmesumsuga 2k18), all the good stuff y’know. words: 9387 summary: Every weekend Beta Tau throws a ‘little’ party to help students relax and let loose and frat resident Jungkook has a big mouth that talks a lot of big game. You finally get sick of the lack of relaxation on your end and set out to see if he’s all talk.

a/n: I literally thought this up yesterday at 4am after some lazy(unrelated) porn watching so, enjoy!

Even the fifth pass of the vodka bottle around the circle wasn’t building your tolerance to the conversation across from you, but you doubt anything could.

“Wait, it wouldn’t fit?” Jimin leans forward, smacking the younger on the leg with a disbelieving yet bright grin stretching his cheeks.

“My dick literally wouldn’t fit. Yet another girl I’m too big for.” You blink slowly down at the alarmingly fast emptying cup in your hand just before you take another swig, tongue dragging across your lower lip to catch any stray drops.

“Like, too long?” You can’t help but frown in mild disgust as all the boys within the circle shuffle closer to the boy, eyes alight with intrigue.

“Too long and too thick. I really thought Momo would give me a decent run for my money, but no such luck!” Jungkook leans back, legs spread and arms propped behind him against the back of the couch, and the cocky smirk tilting the corners of his lips curves even further as Taehyung whoops and claps a hand against his shoulder.

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vaunt ii (m) | jeon jungkook

sequel to vaunt

pairing: Jungkook x Reader genre/warnings: college!au, frat!au, lots of swearing lol, smut, sex toy use, orgasm denial, teasing, fingering, oral (female receiving), the return of jungkook and his ‘huge wang’ (© @gimmesumsuga 2k18 LMAO), cumshot words: 9.2k summary: True to the nature that birthed your relationship, Jungkook loves to set a challenge, and you love to try and prove him wrong.

a/n: here it is! This is it – the second and last fic in the vaunt universe! I hope you guys love it a lot and thanks for all the support on part one!

A ruckus from downstairs pulls you from sleep and you instantly groan as your eyes are scorched with the sunshine breaking through the blinds. Ear splitting pain around the back of your head has you covering your burning orbs and burying your face into the pillow beneath you, hands tugging fruitlessly at the comforter in an attempt to better shield yourself, but it doesn’t give.

“Jungkook, what the fuck.” You groan, reaching out and landing a sharp slap on his bare back, right above his ass. “Who the fuck leaves their blinds open overnight?”

“Ah! Fuck, babe, really?” He wriggles onto his side, grabbing at the burning mark you’d left behind and serving to only pull the comforter further away from you.

“Get off the blanket you–fuck! Don’t push me you weeb ass–ah!” He reaches out, grasping at your arm, but cannot stop your fall and you land in a heap on the floor, luckily with the comforter wrapped around you to cushion the landing. “Ow!”

Your head gives another painful throb, and you glare up at him as he chuckles and rests his chin on the edge of the mattress, looking down at you. “You got the blanket at least?”

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No Strings|

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Genre/Warnings: Smut, Public Sex, & a little hint of angst.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 7k

A/N: I know Jk college AUs are a bit cliche, but I can’t I’m a sucker for them.

Summary: Jungkook is your douche bag of a lab partner. A grade A fuck boy. The only time you could stand him was in bed.

“Do you think Jimin likes me?” You ask Jungkook casually.

“Uh, what?”

“Do you think he likes me?” You ask once again.

Jungkooks eyebrows furrow at your question. “I’m literally inside you. Can you not ask me if some other dude likes you while we’re doing this.” He motions to where you two are currently connected. Still, you seem unbothered.

“It’s kind of a boner kill.” He huffs ultimately choosing to give up. He’s already going soft and he ends up pulling out and falling next to where you currently lie.

“Why do you even care if he likes you?” He asks annoyed, and with a tinge of jealousy. “Why are you so suddenly taken by Park Jimin anyways?

“I don’t know honestly. It wasn’t until Tae told me that he might be interested that I started seeing him differently.”

“Well, I wouldn’t count on anything happening.” Jungkook interrupts your thoughts.

“Why not?” you pout.

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all over you (1) | jjk

summary — you don’t usually go for the quiet, nerdy type, but Jungkook’s by far the best looking guy in your year. You just can’t help yourself. You have to have him. Small hiccup; he hates you. 

genre — smut (enemies2lovers!au, gamer!jk, fuckgirl!reader)

word count — 9k

warnings — body praise, finger sucking, nipple play, light choking, biting, hickeys, unprotected sex, masturbation, oral (male and female receiving), fingering in the library, swearing

[part 1] part 2

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Jungkook catches your eye as you pass through the library. His features haven’t gone unknown to you — short dark hair, deep eyes, jaw carved by gods good chisel, a body to die for. Not to mention, he’s always top of his class and still manages to find the time to run a campus gaming club. He’s literally everything. 

You’re only here to return a textbook, but you’re way too captivated by his presence to complete the task. This happens almost every time you see him. These scenarios usually begin with you handing him a compliment and ends with him telling you to go away. Alright. Maybe you had an embarrassing run-in with him at a party that left him despising you, but that’s not going to stop you from striking up friendly conversation. You’re more than mutuals. You’ve been at the same college for the past two years and your fathers are work colleagues and regularly drink together. Let’s just say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

“Hi, handsome.” You pull up a seat opposite him and give his outfit a once-over — jeans and a black sweater. Take me now. He used to wear thin, black rimmed glasses, but has recently opted for contacts. You’re starting to miss stealing and trying them on. “What you doin’?”

When he looks up at you with a dull expression, you can’t help but catch your bottom lip between your teeth. The faint taste of your strawberry lipgloss pools on your tongue. He’s so fucking hot. 

“Y/N, I’m busy.” He says lowly as to not disturb other studying students. “Can you go and annoy someone else?“

“My gosh.” You take one of his pens and twirl it between your fingers. “You’re always so rude to me. I wonder why.” 

“You know why.” He reaches for his pen, but you pull it away from his touch. A smile tugs at your glossy lips. If he wants to play hard to get, that’s fine, but you’re certain he’ll be captivated by you soon enough.

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