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Second Chances {M}

Summary: Work. One of the most important things to him. It kept him company at night, it was all he thought about, all he put his attention to. His work had become the mistress within your marriage. Years after you left him you’re back with only one goal in mind. Get him to sign the damn divorce papers. Yet you should’ve known that your husband wouldn’t let you go that easily. 

Jeon Jungkook x Reader  Genre: Angst (but like not angst? like. intense longing??? IDK) | smut | fluff  Word Count: 14,439 Warnings: Explicit Sexual content A/N: This was supposed to be a story about rekindling of love. Idk how it turned out like this. Stupid Jungkook for making me like this.

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rose coloured | jjk

Title: rose coloured

[my masterlist]

crossposted to AO3 (follow-up drabble:  pay up )

Banner by me, picture from here

This prompt is taken from the wonderful Valentine’s Mix Prompt List from @btswritingcafe​ (Check it out! There are so many fun prompts on there!)

Scenario 7 

Your girl friends all have plans with their partners, leaving you alone and drunk… which leads you to call up an old flame.

Pairing: jungkook x reader

Genre: fluff / post-college!AU 

Wordcount: 2,3k

Warnings: alcohol is drunk (bougie rosé champagne) valentine’s day is a scam, hoseok mentions a booty call, cursing is done, people are reminiscing about being drunk in college, mentions of ridiculous costumes, people sport a hangover, friends are getting wined and dined and laid

a/n: fair warning, this has never happened before (this=started, finished and posted a fic in two days), so <throws the fic on the ground and runs away> (Please let me know if you like it. I thrive on feedback!) Also, this is only edited by me and not beta-read.

(Hey Mai! @jinpanman​ see, there is noooooo angst in here! <3 Thank you for cheering me on while I wrote this!)

Happy Valentine’s Day! (Don’t forget to love yourself today! And if you can’t, I’ll do it for you.)

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“Hello?”

Shit. What did your rosé-induced brain think when you dialed this number? That it was a good idea to call the hottest guy in your contacts? The guy you shared a few classes with during undergrad and then somehow your friend groups mingled for a while, but then graduation came, before you had plucked up enough courage to ask him out, because fuck societal gender norms, and that you hadn’t talked to in a few years? Yeah, stellar idea.

So you do the obvious thing and hang up.

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