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maple syrup

note. i listened to maple syrup by the backseat lovers and this came to mind.

Those who dwell too much on their pain don’t make it out alive. They drown and drown in a pool of misery. 

When one allows misery to consume them, it’s pretty much over for them. Hope is the last straw. But I pulled too much on the thread. I doubt there is any hope left.

I keep myself seated out of fear that you might see me. Your eyes wander around. I noticed that from the moment I came in. Crowds gather in front of the stage. Hungry eyes devouring each one of the dancers.

But my eyes are reserved only for you. Only for the woman I love most.

Last night I awoke from a nightmare. Picked up the phone, ready to call you. But the realization of what I had done came over me. Like rain that pours on the ground of the earth and sea.

The purple sweater I keep on that small chair. It looks at me like I’m a pathetic loser. I throw it away only to go back and keep it again. I can’t stop looking for you.

Even the memories are still clear. Still projecting in my head. Like a movie that’s 3 hours long but feels way too short. I pick at the memories and play each one. 

I can never savor those moments. Reminding me of all the shit I took for granted. No one is as much of an idiot as me. If that were the case, I wouldn’t be watching you from the very back.

No. I would be there right in front. 

Only I was too late to realize you were the one for me. 

I spoke to the wrong person. Allowed her to get in my head. Allowed her to place her filthy hands on me. To say I was blind is an understatement.

But you always had your arms open. I thought it would be the same. There was no way you would ever leave me. At least that’s what I allowed myself to believe.

I hurt you. I deserved the fall and the torture of it all. 

The night approaches and you’re almost leaving. I stay seated and watch as you pick your stuff up. Your eyes never meet mine. But I know you saw me. I know you saw me cry when I looked at you. 

In the arms of another. That was the last time I ever saw you.

long long time

note. i’ve been watching daisy jones & the six. camila has my heart. you could say this is inspired by her. to be honest, i wish to write some fluff. but i don’t know when that will be. so for now, enjoy the pain.

She misses the simple times.

The simple times he’d take her out to see the ocean or eat strawberries with cream. Those times when she’d catch a glimpse of a smile on his face. Even when she knew he wasn’t hers to keep she still felt that they shared too many beautiful memories together.

He’s out there with his band and his music. She rarely gets to see him these days. But he calls every night. Though she knows he may come to love her, she has no hope.

Love is too precious to be wasted on him. Yet she yearns for it anyway. She doesn’t think of the others who he sleeps with. The others who keep him company when she’s not there.

The last thing she needs is to torment herself with those thoughts. Maybe in a perfect world or in a perfect life, she’d meet a man who would only ever belong to her.

The perfect man. She thinks there’s no such thing. A man who is true to his feelings and his woman.

She knows he’s not perfect. But she’s okay with a man like him.

She knows she may not be his only lover, but she’s his only muse. He writes her songs and sings them to her. There’s nothing more she wishes to have. If he’s by her side, what more could she want?

The days go by and she keeps waiting to hear him say, “It’s over darling.”

Will that day ever come? When he comes to his senses and realizes he’s messed with her too much. Will he ever leave her?

She envisions the pain and the heartache that might come.

But for now, she will hear him sing. She will hear him speak and complain. She will hear it all and endure the hurt. She knows the last thing she will ever hear is,

“I love you.”

Today and tomorrow. She knows she will love him for a long long time.

let me in

genre. angst.

summary. jungkook is in denial. he knows you’re gone but he still hopes he’ll see you. even if it is in the eyes of another woman. even if it is against his own will. 

warnings. mentions of nausea and death. use of cuss words. suicidal thoughts.

note. wtf did i just write? please let me know if i should write a part two. 

The boy cried as his life was stripped away. 

A lit candle in the middle of the woods, then a moment of silence passed and the flame was put out. The quiet of the night pulled the boy into a deep slumber. Death frowned upon him and with one cold whisper, it was gone. But the boy remained in the middle of the woods.

“Jungkook.”

The whisper of his name awoke him. 

Nightmares had devoured his soul. As soon as he closed his eyes, he’d see the same vision of the dead boy in the woods. The same eyes welcomed him with despair and a cry for help. But he could only ever witness the tragedy. Never could he save him.

“Thank the heavens you’re ok!”

His vision was blurry, but he could still see the face of the woman standing near his bed. The realization that it wasn’t you dawned on him. If he closed his eyes, would he see you instead of her?

“Jungkook our parents are waiting for us outside. They have everything ready. We just need to sign the papers.”

The minute he awoke, he felt uneasy. He knew that instant that he was sick. The pain in his stomach distracted him from the voice of the woman. He quickly sat up and looked down at the floor. But when she spoke those words, he couldn’t hold himself any longer.

The urge was much stronger than him. Before he could run off to the bathroom, he threw up on the floor. The hot liquid burned his mouth and he couldn’t breathe. When he knew it was over, he ran off to the bathroom like his life depended on it.

He heard her scream his name.

The events of yesterday replayed in his head. His parents were making arrangements for a marriage he never consented to. All of it was planned so he could move on from you.

But he swore he’d never leave you.

Once he was inside the bathroom, he rushed over to the sink and washed his mouth. Even looking at himself made him sick so he avoided staring at the mirror in front of him. He was busy cleaning himself, but he still felt his throat burning like he was bleeding from a deep painful cut.

He heard voices and footsteps coming near the door. 

“Is he ok?”

“No, I think he’s sick again.”

“Maybe it’s not a good idea, we should let him be.”

“No! This boy needs to forget about her.”

“You really think he’ll forget if he marries?”

They whispered to each other, clearly thinking he wouldn’t hear them. 

Every day was the same. He’d spend every minute crying over you and then sleeping. Sometimes without thinking, he’d leave the house and walk to the river near your home. He’d swim while wondering if you were there with him.

But today was different.

Today he tried to drown himself. He allowed the water to devour his body. He urged death to touch him. To call him to rot completely in oblivion.

He was this close to the sweet slumber of death, but his parents found him. They saved him once. They didn’t have to save him twice. He didn’t need saving. He needed you.

The rest of his life would be hell.

If you weren’t there, what could he possibly do? The logical thing was to please his parents for his own sake. 

They would never leave him. Not until he signed the fucking papers. Not until he was at the altar marrying this woman he didn’t even know. What was her name? He had nothing to lose, but nothing to gain either.

Except if he tried real hard, he’d be able to see a glimpse of you through her. Maybe.

Maybe.

Fuck. He was sick.

Gathering himself, he stood up and opened the door slowly. He was glad that his parents were not there anymore. But the woman he was supposed to marry was sitting on the floor crying silently. If he wasn’t in love, maybe he’d try to fall for her.

But you were his love. The only woman for him.

He had to remind himself of that.

“Please be honest. You don’t want this, right?”

She stared at him with bitterness in her eyes. Like she was angry at him. But he didn’t quite understand her. It wasn’t his fault. None of this was.

Instead of responding, he kept thinking of the miserable life that awaited him.

“I know you still love her, but I don’t care. Please marry me. Please love me.”

Jungkook couldn’t feel his body anymore, but he walked over to her anyway. She stood up immediately when he was finally near her. When he was so close to her, she could touch his face with both hands. He felt like throwing up again, but he reminded himself that soon everything would be over.

He knew it was hard to act like everything was fine.

He knew it was hard to lie. 

Never once did he lie to you.

To become a liar, he would have to leave himself behind.

“Let me in.”

Jungkook smiled while she held his face. The moment she saw his pretty smile, she hugged him tightly like she was afraid he’d leave for good. When he separated from her, she waited for him to speak.

And so he did. He spoke the words that were never meant for her.

“Go tell them..go tell them we’re getting married.”

She couldn’t hide the joy that was spreading in her. It was so evident that she was happy. He almost felt a little bad. But the moment she turned away from him, he allowed the tears he was holding to spill down his cheeks.

At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to die.

lie to me

genre. angst.

summary. jungkook is reminded of the day he left you. the day you cheated on him. the day he gave you a second chance. the day the two of you were separated.

warnings. infidelity. explicit language

note. i was bored so i wrote this. tell me why i love writing angst? i wish i didn’t.

The first of September. It’s meant to be a special day, but I can’t help remembering the yellow flowers you received that evening three years ago. I saw your face change so quickly, I swore you weren’t feeling well. I asked immediately if something was wrong. You denied me, you refused to tell me the truth. I must confess I hated you the moment I saw you cry when I threw those flowers away.

When you were sleeping, I couldn’t help but stay awake. I stared at the ceiling with fear spreading in my chest. The numbing feeling hurt me as I kept overthinking the worst. You cheated before. Were you capable of doing it again?

The sight that welcomed me the next day after work confirmed my suspicions. The minute I stepped inside the apartment, I heard you, my love. I heard the whispers and the moans spilling out of your mouth. I can’t recall if I heard him too. But if I did, I can’t remember. I must have blocked it.

The pain was too much to bare, you know? Heartbreak. I thought I wouldn’t feel this way again. Tell me, is it possible to feel your heart break when it’s been broken before? I know I should have left, but even the disgust couldn’t prevent me from feeling curious.

I took small steps, afraid that one wrong move would alert you. I’m going to be honest with you. I had dreamed of catching you in the act before. When you first cheated, it was you who admitted to your fault. It hurt. But I knew if I had seen it all unravel in front of me, I would have died with my heart wounded by the arrow you shot at me.

When I opened the door, I don’t think I was aware of what I would find. The two bodies enveloped under the blue sheets our friends gifted us when we first moved in together were moving with no awareness of me. I thought even at that moment that if I had dropped a coin on the floor, you wouldn’t have heard me.

Finally, I think you perceived something was wrong because you looked over his shoulder in worry. When you saw me, you immediately pushed his body away. The man’s face crumbled when he saw me. I knew then that he was no stranger to my existence. You rushed to find your clothes, not hiding your nakedness from me. Though I could tell you were ashamed.

I gave the two of you time to get dressed. The man had the audacity to kiss you before leaving. But you were only looking at me with worried eyes. I knew you knew what was going on in my head. You always said my eyes could never lie.

When our home was in silence, I told you to sit down. You moved closer to me, but I turned away from you. “I can fix this Jungkook. I can fix us. Please give me some time to forget.” To forget? I didn’t understand what that even meant. But I made the best guess I could.

“You want time to forget him?”

You frowned when you heard my response. “No. I mean I want to forget I hurt you again so you can forget as well. Please Jungkook.” The eyes I once loved were pleading with me and for a second, just a split second I believed your words were honest. The tears were so close to spilling from your eyes, it was pretty evident given you stopped looking at me after you said this.

“You look so pretty when you are about to cry.”

It was obvious you hated what I said. You looked up at me with angry eyes. I wasn’t looking for a fight. I had enough of hearing your voice. “Jungkook be serious! I just fucked someone in our bed and you’re not even acknowledging what I did! Say something!”

“Fine. I’ll be honest. I hated you when you cheated on me the first time, but I healed. I moved on. I chose to stay with you because I loved you.”

I kept my eyes on you because I wanted you to see I was being honest. There was no lie and no reason to deceive you. “I loved you. But I think I don’t anymore. I thought I’d die if you cheated on me again. I felt sick, I won’t deny that. But when I saw you with him, would you believe me if I said I felt relieved? Like I was finally free. It sounds crazy but it’s true. I don’t hate you anymore.”

The words spilled out of my mouth so quickly like it was the first time I was telling the truth. Lies were always bound to break people apart. No one ever warned me that truths would do just the same.

I heard you cry that night. I heard your muffled pleas and your tearful apologies. I heard it all. Though I wanted to comfort you, I didn’t feel like I had the right to anymore. I realized then that I didn’t pity myself anymore. No, I didn’t pity the person I used to be or the person I was at that moment. I pitied you.

And I pitied you even more when I heard you say, “Lie to me. Tell me you still love me. Fucking lie to me.”

Well, some things aren’t meant to be. I realized that when I gave you a second chance. But I don’t regret it. No how could I? I’m sitting here on my birthday with the people I love most in this world. With my wife and my family.

On this special day, I give thanks to you for the life I have now.

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Jk- Noooooo

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He’s so cute 😭😭

My only one 💚🤧

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drunk on lust j.jk [part 2]

Summary : drinking night with your best friend spills the truth upon secrets within you both.

>>pairing : jungkook x fem!reader

>>trope : best friends to lovers

>>genre : smut, fluff(angst in part 1 )

>>word count : 2.2k

>>warnings/tags : Dom!jungkook, sub!reader, daddy kink, oral(m recieves), unprotected sex, backshots, choking, hair pulling,spanking(jungkook lobes ass), fingering,dirty talk, petnames, overstimulation, squirting(Dat million dollar pu$$y), aftercare

a/n : so uhm here's part two to drunkonlust , have fun reading and lmk what ya thinking! Mwah :)

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"I do."

His lips take yours and the kiss is rather soft and intimate at first, as Jungkooks arms wrap around your waist, his tattooed arm caressing your ass through your leggings.

The kiss is now rushed and sloppy, both your tongues encasing one another in a spitting clash and moans being let off into each other's mouths.

Jungkook kisses you harder and harder making it hard for you to breathe and you tug at his hair with your hand that's encased around his neck to signal him to break the kiss.

And he does. You both lovingly stare into each other's eyes when he pulls away, breathing on your mouths, lips pulled into a shy smile on yours and a threatening smirk on his.

"Tell me what you want." He whispers.

That alone brings you to your knees. You slide your hands down his chest seductively, your hands making a trail down to his tech pants and when you reach his waist line, you're fully on your knees. Doe eyes staring into his very own siren and horny eyes.

"I want this." You murmur, slowly rubbing his hard cock through his pants.

He chuckles, "did you ask for it?" You shake your head.

"Be a good girl and ask for it."

His words make you weak literally as you swallow the lump in your throat, his dominant demeanor making your legs ache.

"May I please have it? May I please suck your cock, daddy?" You ask coyly. Making sure to have a shy smile.

Jungkook visibly shivers at the petname. He didn't even know he had a daddy kink, but he guesses there's a lot he'll learn about himself with you.

"Go on, baby. Suck me dry." Given the go, your mouth moves closer as you give him kissed through his pants, rubbing his bulge to get him worked up.

Your fingers pull down his pants at a very slow pace, while your eyes stare up at him, a submissive look talking over your features.

Jungkook himself looks very uptight and frustrated and your mouth on his dick is what might just make him blow his load down your throat.

You finally put all your teasing at bay, removing his pants completely. Calvin Klein briefs along.

His dick long and thick, with precum at the tip slaps you in the mouth, as if it knows exactly where it's to go.

You stiffen at the sight and slowly bring your tongue up to swipe his sensitive tip, making him react, "Fuck!" He mewls.

You continously make teasing licks, licking around his cock, rubbing the base in your hand.

After a series of teasing, you finally take him whole into your mouth, never wasting time with the sucking. Your pace is fast and the gagging sounds make Jungkook moan and groan into the room along with dirty words.

"You like this shit? Like sucking cock, huh, Angel?" The petname is nothing compared to the position you're in right now, but Jungkook loves it too much to call you anything else.

You moan around his dick as a way to answer his question, the stickiness in your leggings getting worse.

Jungkook brings his tattooed hand to grab your hair and push you further onto his cock, your hand that was rubbing his base, limply falling to your thighs as Jungkook gets rougher, thrusting upward into your throat.

"Take this shit, baby. You like when I fuck your mouth? Like it when daddy uses your mouth?" He breathes out.

You hum at his question, hoping he would let off but his thrusts are only sharper and quicker. Oh how you wonder how that would feel inside of you.

His breath is ragged and fast, his cock simultaneously twitching in your mouth, as your tongue rubs him up and down. The feeling earning a tighter grip on your hair from Jungkook and he's cumming down your throat.

"H-holy fucking shit!" He let's out. A that frustration finally let down.

He looks down at you when you're licking off his cum.

It's tasty you think. Might wanna have it everyday.

"Such a pretty slut aren't you?" He pets your head, like a puppy and you nod at him, licking off his cum. "Yes, daddy."

He shivers at that. Leabjng down to grab you from the floor and lips meeting yours for a sloppy kiss, his hands on your ass, kneading your flesh.

"Mmhm, baby deserves a treat, doesn't she?" He asks, mouth nibbling at your neck.

"Yes please, daddy." You whine.

"That's a good girl."

He pushes you on the bed, hands coming up to remove your leggings swiftly and going up to remove your shirt.

You're braless as expected and Jungkook is enhanced by your pretty tits laying all spread for him, and he leans forward taking the erect bud into his mouth, moaning around it.

"O-oh Jungkook.. so good." Your back instinctively arches so you can get Jungkook to suck you even more. The feeling undescribable.

Jungkook moves to the other tit, sucking and licking at it while his other hand fondled with the other so they both receive attention.

The feeling makes your legs spread at their own accord, your thong no longer helping to keep your wetness all in as a trail makes its way down your thighs.

"Jungkook..p-please..." You whine, feeling very needy, finding his tit show uninteresting while your thongs soak up.

Jungkook finally leans up, and takes off his track jacket. Shirtless, his abs poke at you as you stare at the toned sight, feeling eager to lick them up.

"Is that how you ask, baby?' He says, face incredible closely to yours as he teasingly licks over his lips, tongue piercing taunting you.

Leading his hand to your clothed pussy, he instinctively rubs over you, making your back arch further into his hand. "Just like that, daddy." You moan, the name throwing Jungkook off once again as he rubs you faster to allow your moans to fall into the room.

The feeling in your stomach is unbearable. A sign that you'd be cumming very soon as the knot in your tummy coils tighter and tighter. Jungkook doing nothing but adding to that pressure as he riles you up by kissing hickeys on your neck, fingers fucking into your tight pussy, two of his tattooed fingers coaxing your release as his hand is inside your thong.

"I-im gonna cum, daddy!" You scream out, the intense feeling taking over you as you cum all over his fingers.

Your body feels numb at the feeling, almost the best orgasm in your life. The bestest would be around his cock.

"Mm, look so pretty when you cum."The compliment makes you feel all fuzzy inside,especially coming from Jungkook.

When you lean down to take off your thing completely, a hand encases your wrist.

"Did you ask me to do that? Why are being such a devil?" He hums against your neck, sucking hard at your spot and you moan at the feeling, your voice getting lost to even talk.

Jungkook never let's up and allows you to take off your thong, he wants to hear you say and the feeling in your pussy is desperately coaxing you to ask like a good girl. "Please, daddy- can you take it off and fuck me?" You pout. "Pretty please..." followed with a whine.

Jungkook let's out the most devilish chuckle ever, as he gets off the bed, tongue swiping over his bottom lip. Fully naked for you to take in.

You're then being roughly turned onto your front, your back facing Jungkook.

He lifts your waist up higher with one hand and you do the rest, arching your back for him.

His finger curls around the material of the thong and he pulls it off of you with your help.

Your lips meet for a brief kiss, when Jungkook leans forward. His hard cock proding at your creamy hole.

"Since you asked so nicely, angel. Daddy's gonna give you what you want, okay?" You nod at him, ass swaying side to side as a sign for him to put it in and Jungkook licks his lips at the sight, the meat of your ass enhancing him in a daze.

Letting his intrusive thoughts win, a slap is laid on your ass and two more followed after that, making you moan at the sting.

His dick is now lined up at your dripping hole and precum leaks at his tip as he slowly enters the warmth of your pussy and you suck him in, moaning at the new stretch.

"O-oh fuck!" You moan out.

Jungkook starts thrusting and they are slow and teasing. Though as slow as they are, they are hard and the impact is the sound of his lower abdomen meeting your ass and his balls smacking against your swollen clit.

"Fuck, you're so tight! Is it for me, Angel?" He hums, his head thrown back as he loses himself in the pleasure and you respond with broken whines. "Y-yes, d-daddy. All for yo-!" His hips snap against yours as he now picks up his pace making you lose your words as you loudly moan his name into the room.

"Argh- shit. Pussy so good. Made for me, isn't it?" Unable to respond to him verbally, you only moan in response, pushing your ass further, so his cock goes even deeper.

You're being spanked once again as his thrusts never die down and you're starved for that orgasm so your fingers quickly reach your clit for that release.

"Deeper, p-please." Tears are now at your lash line, threatening to fall.

Dick is just that good.

Jungkook mumbles something about your 'bad behavior', but really you're too busy chasing your orgasm to worry about his words.

He slows down now, purposely thrusting at his initial slow pace, hips roughly colliding with yours. "Be a good girl, Baby. And I'm gonna give you the world, okay?"

"Yes, daddy." Anything to cum on his cock at this point.

His tattooed hand comes up to the back of your neck and Jungkook squeezes hardly at the same time his thrusts pick up. Hard. Fast. Deep. And mind-blowing.

Your ass jiggles at the impact and being enhanced once again, jungkook uses his free hand to smack you once again, never letting up his tattooed hand on your neck but only squeezing harder.

"Oh- shit! M' cumming, daddy!" The knot in your stomach only coils tighter and that's your cue to let him know.

The breathing the room is picked up as Jungkook looks down between your bodies, the white ring of cream at the base of his cock making him roll his eyes at the back of his head, moaning like a mad man at the sinful sight.

"Such a creamy pussy, isn't it? Fuck! You're a fucking Gem." He moans. "And ask me to fucking cum." He demands.

You feel it in your toes as you scream into the room, a mantra of begging. "Please, please, please, Daddy! C-can I please cum all over your cock?" You look back at him with pleading eyes. Your makeup and hair sticking to your face, a wonderful and submissive sight to Jungkook.

"Cum, angel. Make a mess on daddy's cock." He never let's down now, and by the time he gives you permission, you're cumming all over his cock."fu-ck Jungkook!" Your thighs are now shaking as he chases his own high.

"Mmh fuck! I'm gonna cum." His hand tighter around your neck as he yanks you upward so your back meets his chest and he leans down for a messy kiss of tongue and teeth clashing, never once stopping to thrust into your hole.

"Cum inside me." You want it all. You wanna milk him dry as you look up at him, both your mouths open as you moan. Almost a song playing in the room as jungkook let's out groans and you high pitched whines, your hand coming up to remove his hair from his forehead.

"O-oh, Kook-!" Next thing you know, you're squirting all over the sheets,at the same time Jungkook releases the white sticky substance into the depths of your pussy, his tattooed hand squeezing at your jaw while he looks into your eyes, moaning at the release."Holy fuck."

Slumped you falk onto the bed when Jungkook let's go of your Jaw.

"Creamer and a squirter. Damn." Jungkook chuckles.

"And you with the daddy kink." You tease.

A slap is laid upon your ass, a playful one at that. "Hey, I didn't know I had that."

You both laugh at that, jungkook laid besides you, arms lovingly wrapped around your shoulder. Your head on his heaving chest.

"I love you, beautiful." He murmurs, sweet eyes staring into your tired ones.

Snuggling closer into him, you lay a kiss on his chest and look up into his eyes. "I love you, too."

The night would end that way if jungkook allowed yoy to sleep on the soaking bed.

"C'mon, baby. Get up and get some panties on, we can't sleep here."

You pitifully whine as you slump tiredly, "but m' tired. Don't wanna walk!"

"I'll do everything for you, just lift your legs, baby." Panties in his hand, now dressed in some sweats, Jungkook slides the thong on you, and drapes his t-shirt over your body.

"Good girl." He picks you up, and you snuggle into his neck, legs wrapped around his waist. He has the blanket jn his hand and lays your bodies on the couch, wrapping you both in a warm ball after your tired night.

"I want pancakes tomorrow." You mumble against his chest.

"Anything for you." As promised, you both had stacks of pancakes the next morning.

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